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badgyalshii · 2 months

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ITS NEVER OVER

Paul Atreides x Reader (always safe for POCS + Plus size)

1.1k word count i believe?

warnings! spoliers. light fluff. idk if i put language in here,

A/N: i love sad fics n this is my first fic in a longgggg time, i had to crack my knuckles and pop my back a few times for this one, but i hope yall read and enjoy and im so down to write a part two if yall want it or if i feel like it, i basically used to be the cory of tumblr (disappearing for like a month like nun happened😒) have a goodnight, besos😘

about?: immediately after paul offers to take the princess as his wife, your eyebrows furrow in confusion

Access part II here. I . II . III . IV .

Have you gotten stabbed in the chest? Or in the back. You couldn't tell, but you thickly swallowed. Hiding your tears and trying to focus on the fight between Paul and the unknown bald man, named feyd, but you couldn't even focus. Your mouth hung as tears brimmed your eyes, no one was focused on you and you were sure of it, thankfully.

You felt a hand cling onto your elbow giving a light squeeze before you heard a whisper in your ear. “Don't cry. It is only for the current circumstance. He doesn't love her” chani whispered, trying to seem not suspicious as she stood next to you. You looked down in return, a tear dropped. You looked up, and then you looked at paul. He betrayed you. He'd say he'd love you as long as he'd breathe, but where is he now? You had a bad poker face. Everyone knew it, but this was such a heated situation, nobody had time for the crying games. Paul looked at you, it was clear he felt for you, but he had to stay firm, stern.

Chani gave you one more squeeze before letting you loose and watching the fight. The man you loved. The man you took you away from reality to across the universe within one touch from under the sheets. The one who made your heart one, the one you'd share so many memories with. Are they lost now? How could he let you go so easily?

“My heart yearns, y/n” he whispered, the shared couple naked inbetween the sheets and the thin cotton of a blanket. You said nothing but looked him in the eye, drinking him in as his lagoon blue eyes pierced through your own. “We can't both be sensitive, Muad'Dib, you are the chosen. Legends say so '' you whispered against his soft lips as he touched your back softly rubbing over it. “What if it's not what I want?” “does it matter? You've made it so far.” you switch from each of his eyes and put your hands in his hair, soothing him assuringly.

He rubbed his nose against yours, “what if i lose you?” he muttered, breaking eye contact. “As long as we have love, nothing can be lost, paul '' you whispered. Such a desperate moment. Everything was so transparent. You lifted yourself and Paul sighed. “I love you” he said, aloud. “I love you more, so much more”

Did he? Did he mean it, at least. You were so desperate for an answer, but the sound of a stab pierced through your flashback, your breath quickened as fear slapped on your face ever so suddenly. Your chest heaved heavily as you watched, chani pinched you. You tried to maintain your strength as you watched Paul on the floor.

“This your pet?” feyd asked, pointing the dagger at you. Paul looked at you with no emotion. What was going through his head? You didn't know, but even more fear rushed over you as feyd continued closer, a sly smirk played on his face. He could tell that you were something important considering the dried tear across your cheek. “Your pet any important to you?” he still questioned, but paul remained silent. Only got up to continue the fight. You couldn't help but feel eyes on you, and you looked up from the fight to see Paul's new bride staring you down, a questioning look upon her face as she eyed you up and down.

The battle ended, and Paul won. You watched as everyone else bowed before you but you stood standing. Paul looked back at you, before turning away. Chani looked at you from her bowed stance. You remained looking at Paul before your people stood and Paul told them to lead the holy war. The only ones who remained in the room were you, Paul, the emperor, and the princess. “I will be back, stay” he demanded, he didn't use his voice as a command, but he looked back at you, and you were gone, he searched for you as he left the room, only to find you crying and against a wall, hand over your face to hide your tears.

“My love” Paul whispered, quickly pacing and lowered by your side. You only weeped in return, you couldn't even look at him. “y/n” he held onto you. “What have you done? Have I not given my all to you? Must you not love me?” you said through broken cries. “y/n, i love you, i will always for as long as i breathe. This is just protocol-”

“It wasn't necessary, I watched. I've watched you, standing behind you. Who are you? Paul?” you looked up at him. Your face said it all, the tears strolling down your cheeks. His hand remained on your arm and his other hand placed on your cheek. Wiping a tear. “We can't both be sensitive, I am chosen” Paul recites, using your own words against you. You looked at him in disbelief. “Paul” you sniffled, he pressed his bloody forehead against yours and placed both of his hands on the sides of your face, “i love you” you whined, fighting tears and fighting the cry that wanted to leave your lips. “I know, I know, I love you and I will come back for you, will you stay? Must you stay, wait for-”

“Wait for you?” you scoff, choking on your sob. “Are you insane? Wait for you, watch you marry a woman you don't even know, who doesn't even know you. All those times we've pillow talked, stripped naked and not only physically but emotionally. You confessed, paul, you did” you looked at him through your eyelashes. He had nothing to say, his lips remained parted, searching for a way to bring you such needed comfort, but he couldn't. He couldn't support you the way you needed to be, not anymore at least. “no tears? do you feel nothing paul?! i've loved you since the moment i saw you, i told everyone to trust you, give you respect, this is a smack in the face. thank you for wasting my time”

You stood and left Paul where he sat. “You know where I am. I won't be anywhere else. You come to me when you forgive me and when you're ready to talk. I'll love you for a million years, with you by my side or not, I have you in my heart. I place a piece of my heart in your chest too. Must you not deny me, I love our pillow talks, our soften kisses. The way your hair feels between my fingers. I will be here, I will” he finishes, as he watches you walk off. He slowly stood as he watched you look at him before you turned the corner. Not saying a word, but a silent goodbye. as you walked, you could hear a slam against the wall and a curse from pauls lips, but you must go, chani taught you better.

What he said was beautiful. You couldn't deny, but the betrayal stood close in your vision. You met with chani and she pulled you in for a long hug. “It's okay to feel how you feel, but for now, we have places to go” she placed a hand over your heart ¨strong heart, strong mind¨ she spoke in language and placed her pointer finger on your forehead where pauls blood lied. You only nodded and she led the way to the new path of life.

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fragileheartbeats · 8 days

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Timmy gifs that make me fall for him all over again 🥺🖤

I really should start writing for him...

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robarazzii · 8 months

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he wants to be regulus black so bad🙄🙄😌

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notti-stellate · 9 months

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Just gonna leave these here...

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lemon-boy-stan · 3 months

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THE BATTLE OF LIONS AND SNAKES - R.A.B

As the first wizarding war draws near, the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin becomes even more visible. You'd thought that being James's sister and a Slytherin would change things, but it only made things worse. Pairing: Regulus Black x fem!Potter!reader. Genre: fluff, some angst. Warnings: pureblood supremacy, war talk, slightly dark themes? Swearing, Sirius being a dick. YN calls Sirius a cunt.

The Potters and Blacks were, perhaps, two of the most popular wizarding families at Hogwarts; along with the Malfoys, Prewetts and the Notts. Yes, being pureblood had it's privileges, but it was popularity that put James Potter and Sirius Black on the map.

James and Sirius were the kinds of people that no-one disliked. They were good at sports, funny, daring, and over-all good natured people. They might not have the best grades like Remus Lupin or Lily Evans, but they were damn good at making people laugh, and no-one seemed to mind if they lost any house points.

When the Sorting Hat was sorting you into your house, it had mentioned Gryffindor. Out of all the houses, Gryffindor was the house to be in. Gryffindor made stars, and was home to many famous witches and wizards.

James was a leader. He became Prefect in his fifth year and Head Boy in his sixth year, and was the youngest Quidditch player in a hundred years to be made Captain of the Gryffindor team. He was a good friend - always loyal, always listening to the side of everyone's conversations, always making sure everyone was involved. He was a gentleman - when he had his heart set on someone, he knew exactly what to do and how to treat her right (in the later years, of course). Your mother and father were extremely proud of him.

You yourself were somewhat similar, as his younger sister, but you always envied him for finding most things in life easy. James had every opportunity laid out for him. You, however, had to work hard if you wanted something, sometimes twice as hard as the average student; hence why the hat placed you in Slytherin.

Being in Slytherin and being a Potter caused quite an uproar your first year at Hogwarts. Everyone in Slytherin had a bone to pick with James, based on whatever prank he and his friends had done on the house. Because of this, everyone had some kind of opinion on you, except for the first years, who knew nothing better but to be your friend.

You had met your first ever friend on the Hogwarts Express. James had brought you to sit with his friends, the "Marauders", as they liked to call themselves. You'd spent two Christmases with them before coming to Hogwarts, and honestly, they were pretty stuck-up, especially Remus, who was some sort of care-home yob, and glared at you every time you spoke.

Eventually, you left the carriage, telling James you wanted to make some new friends. He didn't mind, and jokingly told you not to make friends with the "wrong sort", although you didn't really know what that meant.

All of the carriages were full of people who looked older than you and scarier. You walked further down the train, wondering why some students were staring at you. You ignored them, looking through all of the carriages. Finally, after quite some time, you came across a carriage that was almost empty.

A small boy was sitting on the left side of the carriage, reading a book about Ancient Runes. You smiled, he looked so peaceful compared to everyone else; and he was your age. You put your hand to the door and knocked. He looked up, frowning.

The small boy put his book down and got up. He opened the door, "what do you want?" His dark eyebrows furrowing in confusion. You smiled apologetically, "I was just looking for a place to sit. My brother and his friends are a bit annoying." The small boy looked you up and down and stepped aside. "You can sit with me."

"My brother and his friends are a bit stuck up, too. I met them on the platform. My name's Regulus, by the way. Regulus Black."

Your eyes widened. This was Regulus Black? The brother that Sirius Black despised so much? Well, he didn't seem quite so decietful and troll-like after all, but perhaps siblings just disagreed with each other. You wondered why he was all by himself.

"I enjoy my own company, normally, but mother said to make friends. You seem like a respectable enough witch... Would you mind telling me your name?" You tried not to giggle at how Regulus spoke. You'd never heard a ten-year-old speak so posh before. You smiled, "YN Potter, nice to meet you."

Regulus's eyes darkened but he shook his head. "You're not bad for a Potter. Let's be friends." Regulus Black held out his hand, and you shook it, sitting down next to him.

The train continued to move through Scotland. "I'm afraid I'll be put in Slytherin," you said after awhile, putting your head in your hands, "all of my family's been in Gryffindor for thousands of years, but the other day dad joked that I was more cunning than bold."

Regulus looked at you, "I think what you did earlier was pretty bold." You scoffed, "what, asking you if I could sit with you?" He grinned and nodded, "yeah. Do you know how many people avoided me just then before you got here? Even in the Slytherin carriage they think I'm some sort of a freak." You frowned, "I don't think you're a freak. You're just a regular kid to me."

Regulus pulled a face, "I'll have you know I'm the second heir to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black, an extremely respectable and non-regular young wizard." You let out a snort of a laugh, "what kind of kid has to be respectable?!" Before covering your mouth. Regulus smiled at you, "the ones who don't snort like that." You giggled.

Regulus started to get more comfortable. "All of my family's been in Slytherin for thousands of years, just like how yours is with Gryffindor. When Sirius was put in Gryffindor two years ago mum went absolutely ballistic. Maybe I might be put in Gryffindor too, but I think I'll probably be in Slytherin... I wish I was brave enough to run away."

You snorted again, "I wish I was brave enough to be in Gryffindor." Regulus laughed loudly. You turned to him, "if I am put in Slytherin, it won't be so bad if I'm with you." And he smiled.

And you were right. With Regulus by your side, you found it easy making friends in first year. Everyone in Slytherin was a pureblood, and was either scared of him (which you thought was truly ridiculous) or they respected him.

As the years went by, it was clear to most people that the two of you were as close as two peas in a pod. You were often seen together so much that on the rare occasions where you weren't together, you were asked where the other one was.

It was in your third year where you realised your feelings for the youngest Black brother was not just those of friendship, but something much stronger. As your crush grew and your Slytherin friends teased you about it, you began to worry and think of what would happen if you were to date Regulus, and what would happen when your big brother and his best friend found out that you were dating the little brother that he despised so.

And in fourth year, as if nudging these events into reality even further, you and Regulus began to date. In fifth year, the two of you became prefects and Quidditch Captains, and it was clear that you were a powerful unstoppable couple. Despite this, however, some people still did not agree with the dynamic of your relationship.

It was during lunch in the middle of your fifth year did the rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor really take its poll.

The war was almost in full motion, and it was obvious to anyone with brains that Voldemort did not have good intentions. There had been whispers in the Slytherin Common Room of some older students who had joined Voldemort's side through some kind of ritual.

James and Sirius were convinced that Regulus was one of these people, and as usual, had convinced themselves that they were right.

"What exactly are you trying to say, James?" You snapped. Your older brother put his hands up in surrender. "Don't get mad at me, I'm just the messenger. Padfoot thinks you should reconsider your relationship with Regulus, that's all." Merlin, were you glad that Reg was out in the pitch training. Sometimes his mad Quidditch obsession was a good thing.

You turned to Sirius now, "you think that, do you?" And Sirius shrugged. James jumped in quickly, keen to stop an argument from happening.

"Well you know how Padfoot's family are all very... Traditional," James was picking his words carefully, watching your facial expressions, "and he told me the other day that his folks had been talking about some dark lord for a long time, like, ever since second year, and how they were all going to join him and support him, and Padfoot was just saying-"

"Regulus is bound to join up!" Sirius butted in. James turned to him and sighed. You looked at him. "He means well, but he's easily coeerced into things, and he's always trying to impress mother, and they always brainwash him, I mean, just look at Bella."

You scowled. Sirius's parents may have been horrible people, but that didn't mean everyone else in his family was. Okay, perhaps one or two of his cousins had done some nasty things in the past, and Bellatrix was one of them, but you would always remember her as the girl who cursed some older students for boxing your ears. She'd said any friend of Regulus was a friend of hers and that you could count on her.

"Bella is a perfectly kind and respectable witch. She's really nice, actually." Sirius rolled his eyes at this. "Well, whatever, but don't come crying to me when your boyfriend has suddenly run off to join Voldemort. I'm telling you, all of them are like that. You know, at least ninety percent of Slytherin house are evil!" Sirius threw his arms up and you began to fume.

"But you always forget the main thing, don't you, Black?!" Typical Sirius Black to hate something but to leave an exception. "I'm a Slytherin too! You think we're all just so evil, do you? You think all of us want to join Voldemort? Since Regulus apparently will, maybe I will to PROVE YOU WRONG, you righteous, narcissistic cunt!"

Lily and Marlene gasped but you didn't care. Sirius scoffed even louder. "Oh, that's rich, coming from YN "I don't want to be a Slytherin" Potter! But I suppose after snogging my dear brother everything's fine, is it? Suppose the death eaters will just have to snog you to convince you to join up-"

"CONFRINGO!" The Gryffindors shrieked loudly at the sudden spell. Sirius flew backwards, knocking down the students who were sitting next to him and you knew who it was immeadietly. Regulus was always rather powerful with his magic.

Sirius got up and glared at his younger brother, taking out his wand. Regulus held his chin high, "don't you say a word against my girlfriend." And Sirius scoffed. "Is she really your girlfriend, or is she just someone who you lock lips with in your bed? LEVICORPUS!"

You dove infront of Regulus just before you saw Sirius wave his wand, but forgot to take out your own, and now you were hovering in the air. James let out an enraged roar, getting up. "WHAT THE FUCK, PADFOOT! DID YOU JUST CURSE MY FUCKING SISTER?!" You didn't think you'd ever heard him be so mad before.

Sirius glared at him, "I was trying to get Regulus, but the little weasel doged it just like everything else in his life!" You tried to fight the enchantment, "GO FUCK YOURSELF, BLACK!" kicking at the air. The other students laughed.

"Expelliarmus!" Regulus flicked his wand and Sirius's wand flew out of his hand. "You're just as bad as mother," Regulus hissed, "cursing an innocent person." Sirius rolled his eyes, "oh, I'm as bad as mother? Who's the one still grovelling about her knees and begging for her admiration?! Who's the one who-"

"CAN THE TWO OF YOU JUST SHUT UP AND PUT MY SISTER BACK? FINITE INCANTATUM!" James wove his wand angrily, and you fell back down to the ground. The school had stopped laughing now, and were all just watching intently.

Regulus turned to you, "are you okay?" You dusted yourself off and nodded, "I'm good." You turned to Sirius. "Not that it's any of your business, but Regulus is my boyfriend and I love him. So if you can't deal with that you can just get lost."

James looked the two of you up and down before nodding solemnly. He turned to you, "YN, Regulus, I'm sorry. I didn't see it before, but I do now, and I can tell that you're in love. So, what I'm trying to say is, if you want to be together, I don't have a problem with it anymore." James nodded at Regulus, who still looked a bit taken aback that he was being addressed.

Sirius scowled, "I still do."

This time it was Regulus who rolled his eyes. He then turned to you and grinned, "since you've got such a problem with it, Sirius, watch this." You looked at Regulus in confusion before getting the memo and grinning. Regulus smiled too, grabbing your waist and leaning in, kissing you on the lips. Slytherin house cheered as the others stared in shock.

Sirius scoffed in disbelief, "whatever." And you smiled, kissing Regulus again. James made a sound, "you better remove Regulus from my sister, Padfoot, or you won't have a brother anymore." You giggled softly, threading your fingers through Regulus's dark curls before looking up into his green eyes and pulling away.

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thatoneoverlyhornybitch · 1 year

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Your first time with Regulus:)

Virgin! Regulus x Fem! Virgin! Reader

As I write this Hogwarts Legacy is downloading on my pc:) no talk of the games controversy is allowed on my blog, any comments made about it will be deleted<3 There will be some fully written regulus fics out shortly after this one, this is just a cute little bullet-point fic

Warnings: unedited, unprotected sex, bullet-point fic lmao

He'd be nervous

SUPER nervous

but he's trying not to let it show

he's taking his time marking up your neck and collarbone

mostly to get over his nerves

but he loves the taste of your skin

you're running your fingers through his curly hair

occasionally giving little tugs

the only sounds leaving you a cross between moans and giggles

eventually you'd have to pry him from your neck

he'd take the hint and press a soft kiss to your lips before sliding down your body

pressing soft kisses to your panty clad center

gently gliding his fingers up your thighs to your panties

you probably teased him, or maybe you moaned particularly loud

whichever you did, he responds aggressively with a harsh tug to your panties

not even bothering to pull them all way down your legs, he buries his face into you

he'd probably focus on your clit for a while

then he'd ease a finger into you

you'd start squirming pretty hard

which in turn causes him to add another finger

he switches between gently fingering you, and fingering you so hard you swear you could see stars in the white ceiling

when he finally feels like its time to get to the main course

you'd shake your head making grabby hands for his pants

confused he'd let you do whatever you wanted

he hadn't expected you to push him down on the bed and climb on top of him

you'd roughly pull down his trousers

quickly followed by his boxers

your eyes would widen, and your mouth would water at the sight before you

a pretty pink tip leaking precum was the immediate focus of your vision

you'd then notice the concerningly lengthy shaft

but you'd push the thought from your head

leaning forward and giving the tip a tiny lick

the salty precum overpowering your senses for a moment

but you immediately wrapped your lips around the tip

sucking harshly while still giving soft licks

he'd groan, and push hips upwards

his hand finding its way to your hair

he'd get too into it and harshly shove himself down your throat

not that you minded

you complied and continued to suck

tears would prick your eyes but you continue

even with your gag reflex trying to kick in

he'd feel himself getting close and stop you

you'd look at him confused when he lifted you from his lower half

"wanna finish inside"

that's all you needed to hear

you'd climb up, lining your entrance up with his dick

he'd place his hands on your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles in your skin

you'd breathe in sharply before swiftly pushing down

only a quarter of the way in

and both of you are already a panting mess

it felt good for you, but the pain was still so bad it had you wincing

he noticed despite his immense pleasure

he'd surge forwards and press a soft kiss to your lips

flipping you over, and gently moving his back and forth

going a little bit further into you with each stroke

eventually you'd adjust

and urge him to go faster

to go harder

and he'd do just that

losing yourselves in the pleasure with each wild buck of his hips

you'd be at it for a few more minutes, when you'd let out a shrill moan

even without the moan he'd know as he could feel your pussy contracting around him

he groaned loudly before shooting into you

exhausted he'd collapse beside you, tucking you under his arms

where'd you both fall asleep in eachothers arms

and without cleaning up

(you had quite the pregnancy scare afterwards lol)

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wordsarelife · 5 months

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DAY 7: PLEASE COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

pairing: regulus black x fem!potter!reader

summary: when everything gets too bad, regulus has to place to stay. james isn’t happy about that though.

warnings: mention of a bad home life

note: this was so fun to write hehe!!

you had told him to come home to you if it would get too bad. he had said no many times, just like you had repeated your offer. you wanted him to know that he was welcome. and if you had to say it to him every day, you would. you knew regulus had too much pride to take your help. he loved you and he wanted to keep you out of his problems.

the relationship to you was different to everything he had ever had in his life before. he didn't want to ruin it.

you were calm and a total sunshine, you didn't belong in a world full of death and fear. you didn't belong in his world. he knew that. but he still couldn't keep away from you. so he tried to hide most of his home life from your sight.

which was harder than he had anticipated, considering his brother was living with you now. seemed like james had made him the same offer.

one evening on which you repeated the offer, he had looked at you concerned. "don't do that" he had said "that hero complex will get you killed someday" he had brushed through your hair "it's not wise to help people like sirius and i in a world where humans are killing for all the wrong reasons"

he didn't want to talk about anything else after that so you had just watched him drift to sleep, wondering which horrible things were plaguing his mind.

then came the christmas holidays and you had to split up. you tried everything to convinve him, but he wouldn't budge, never giving you another reason than what he had said to you that night.

it was christmas eve, when the doorbell rang and james went to get it. "black?" he asked confused, when he was met with a crumpled version of his best friends younger brother "what in the world are you doing here?"

regulus ignored the question "is y/n home?" he asked instead. you had walked out of your room when you heard the doorbell and when you heard his voice, you had immediately started walking down the stairs.

"reggie" you said concerned. before anyone could say another word, you gently pushed james out of the way and hugged your boyfriend. you knew that something had to be really wrong for him to show up here.

“they found the letters” regulus whispered “they made me choose, i didn’t know what do to”

“it’s alright” you said, trying to comfort him.

"what the fuck?" james asked. he was still standing beside you both while neither one even acknowledged his presence. he pulled you back by your shoulder. “what is going on?”

“regulus needs to stay” you simply said, without taking your eyes from the boy. you had never seen him cry before, but there were evident tear stains on his cheeks.

“what?” james asked, acting like he hadn’t understood you “why do you even know each other?”

“we’re dating” you turned your head to look at your brother “can we go in now?”

james was so stunned from the new information that he didn’t even protest when you gently walked regulus into the house. he quickly gathered back his consciousness though. he closed the door and was hot on your heels. “i’m not sure mum would allow this”

“are you kidding me right now?” you pointed to the couch for regulus to sit down. then you walked back to james, talking to him in a harsh whisper “you brought sirius here and he was allowed to stay, why wouldn’t regulus be?”

“because sirius isn’t my boyfriend?” james asked like it was obvious, why your situation was different to his.

“close to it, no?” you crossed your arms in frustration “look at him, james” and james did just that “he has nowhere else to go. i offered him a million times to stay with us and he always said no, there must be something very wrong for him to show up here. you know how they are, you know it better than me, i only know a few things and it’s bad enough”

james eyes softened as he looked between you and the boy. “you love him, don’t you?” he asked and you nodded your head.

“don’t make him leave” you pleaded “i’d do anything”

you knew james acted like that to protect you. he didn’t know regulus as well as you did. only the things sirius had told him and his younger brother was far from a hero in that.

“let me help him” you pleaded once again, because james didn’t answer you.

james knew that the blacks were horrible and he knew that you had the same right to help someone close to you as he did.

“okay” he nodded, hugging you. you sighed in relief. james watched as you darted across the room, kneeling in front of regulus. you spoke to him fast, and he smiled softly at you. james knew in that moment, that regulus felt the same for you as you did for him.

“was that my package?” a voice from the door asked. james looked towards the entry of the living room and saw sirius, munching on a rather gigantic sandwich.

“no” james said “but i think it somewhat belongs to you”

sirius looked at the couch and his eyes grew big. you had sat down beside regulus and were gently rubbing his back, while his head was laying on your shoulder.

“whoa” sirius just said and made both you and regulus look up “seems like someone else has inherited that potter hero complex. they’re always trying to save us, aren’t they, reggie?”

regulus smiled at you “i’m glad they are”

you smiled back and all was well. “at least we’re together for christmas now” you whispered to him. and it took a moment but then he smiled, a big toothy grin and he looked more like himself again.

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Hunger

Requests:

I combined this lovely request from @moonstarsandlovely

Hi! I have a Lee (Bones and All) request. We don’t have a confirmed date for Lee’s birthday. So, I think it would be a cute fic idea that surrounds Lee’s birthday and how Reader celebrates it with him.

Happy Holidays 🎁

And this anon one

DO MORE LEE X EATER!READER FICS WITH ANGST AND FLUFF I BEG YOU 🤩

YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD

Wordcount: 4.3K+

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Description: An empty pit consumes Lee when he wakes up without you with him. Memories of the pains assault his mind as he tries to figure out where you've gone and if you'll be back.

A/N: Ending Timmy's bday with a little angsty Lee. That description is dramatic, but it's almost 2 am. I had so much fun writing this. I started it when I first got the request and finished it as I watched Bones and All. It is probably my favorite thing right now. This is the same couple from Puzzle Piece. This takes place about a year or so later.

Warning: Angst to fluff. Lots of flashbacks. Mention of suicide. Murder, cannibalism. Feeling of unworthiness. Lots of tears eaterreader, blackreader

“Kayla, have you heard from her? She didn’t call you?” Lee asked worriedly down the phone to his sister.

Kayla sighed leaning against the wall. “No Lee. I have not heard from her since the last time you called an hour ago. Are you sure she didn’t say where she was going?”

“No. No. She was just gone when I woke up. I-I don’t understand. Things were going well with us. We got jobs and a cute little place. We were happy. No, we are happy, but I don’t understand why she would. Do... Do you think she found someone else?”

“Lee, she loves you. You two are soulmates.” Kayla assured him. “Maybe she’s busy with work?”

“I called her work,” he said. He could feel tears in his eyes. There was nothing in this world, besides his sister, that meant more to him than you. From the moment you both found each other again, Lee vowed he would never lose you again. That he would make you happy. That you both would have the life you both dreamed of.

“Don’t get yourself all worked up, Lee. She loves you. I am sure there is a reasonable explanation for why she isn’t home or called you.”

Lee wiped his eyes nodding. “Okay. Yeah, I’m sure there is. It’s just why today of all days.”

“Lee. Lee. Lee,” you whispered excitedly as you saw him walking down the hallway. You were hiding behind some lockers and were waving him over before he went into his classroom.

He grinned all softly and bashfully as he made his way over to you. Lee leaned against the lockers leaning down and kissing you softly. Your eyes fluttered and you kissed him back lovingly.

Lee slowly pulled away and touched the side of your face. “Hi, Honeybee. I missed you in homeroom,” he pouted.

“You saw me last night,” you said with a playful eye roll. “But I missed you too,” you added pressing your lips softly to his for a few moments. “But there is a reason I was not in class. Come with me,” you said grabbing his hand.

“Are we skipping school? What will your mother think?” He teased but held your hand tightly as you both ran towards the front doors.

You rolled your eyes again. You glanced over your shoulder at him, smiling. “Oh, she would have a heart attack. Maybe even try to send me to my Nan in Phoenix, But this is worth it.”

“Worth it?” He asked.

You nodded excitedly. “Now run,” you said taking off running with his hand still firmly in yours. Lee laughed and ran alongside you. You both laughed, skipped, and danced as you made your way towards the lake.

With most people at work or in school, the lake was bare. It would be the perfect place for your surprise with your boyfriend. You paused before you got to your spot. “Okay, close your eyes,” you said.

“Close my eyes? You aren’t going to kill me, are you?” He smirked.

“Never. I love you too much,” you assured him. Lee softened and he kissed you sweetly. He’s hands moved to your waist pulling you close. He melted against you, and you leaned into you more.

Lee and your eyes fluttered close as you got lost in each other. But all too soon, you pulled away. Lee whined trying to press his lips back to yours. You just chuckled and pulled him along to the picnic basket you had by the lake.

“What’s all of this?” Lee asked, his face flushing a deep shade of red.

“What do you think? It’s your birthday, Lee. And we are going to celebrate it, together?” You said pulling him over to the blanket and pulling him down with you. “I made all of your favorites, and I got a cake from that little shop you like on Main Street. And I didn’t have a lot of money to get you a gift, but I made you so-“

Lee's lips crashed down on yours taking you by surprise. He held you tightly in his arms as he kissed you to convey just how much you meant to him. You softened and moved your mouth against his in perfect sync.

Pulling away you smiled warmly at him. “What was that for?” You asked.

“What was that for? Because I love you. Because you. Because you’re my whole world. Every day I get up to go to school for you. Nothing else matters. And you did this for me and. I love it and I love you.” Lee grabbed your face and kissed you tenderly. Your heart fluttered and your stomach tightened into knots at his words.

“I love you, Lee. Always.” You said against his lips.

“Promise me,” he asked softly, looking at you through his lashes.

“Always. I am never going to love anyone like I love you, Lee. You make me incredibly happy. You see me and you love me,” you said, playing with the bottom of his shirt.

“Hey,” he whispered, grabbing your chin and making you make eye contact with him. “It is because I see you that I love you. I see the person you are. My person. And I had no choice but to love you.” He spoke full of emotions.

You peck his lips again. But when you tried to pull away Lee followed you, climbing into your lap and crushing your lips together. Your body hummed and you could hear your blood pumping in your ears.

Lee’s hands traveled to your shirt, slipping under and touching the edge of your bra. You gasped into his mouth and his tongue plunged into your mouth. You tangled your hands into his hair and pulled him closer.

You broke the kiss and turned your head when he tried to kiss you again. “Lee,” you sighed.

He laughed and kissed your jaw. “I’m sorry. I got carried away again.”

“No, It’s okay. It’s just it’s your birthday we should eat and enjoy the lake before school and work is out.”

He nodded but made no move to get out of your lap and you didn’t try to move him. “We are going to be together forever, right?” He asked.

“Of course, Lee. You’re my person too.”

He smiled getting up and offered you, his hand. “Let’s go for a dip.” He pulled you up and you crashed into his chest. You giggled and he smiled at you wider. “Last one in has to go back to school,” he said before taking off running.

“Lee. That’s cheating. “

“All is fair in love and war, Honeybee.”

You ran after him and tackled him to the ground just before he got to the lake. “You’re almost an adult, Lee. Grow up,” you teased.

“Hey, I have two more years until I’m 18,” he chuckled rolling you both until you were in the lake.

You squealed and swam to the surface. Lee popped up next to you, pulling you into his arms. “I don’t even when you are an adult you’ll grow up.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No. I like you the way you are, Lee.”

“Where is she? Where is she? Where is she?” Lee said pacing the bedroom. He glanced at the clock and then the phone and paced again. His hands twitched and the longer you were gone the hunger he got.

“She’s gone. She couldn’t put up with your bull shit so she left. Why wouldn’t she? You’re a mess. Look at your stupid hair and your fucking shirt. She’s probably with someone better.” He ranted to himself. He was crying but he ignored it as he wiped his face.

“Get yourself together. This is the shit that got you abandoned.” He slapped his face a few times. Lee grabbed his house keys and walked out of the apartment.

“Lee. Lee. Lee,” you whispered shouted as you threw a rock at his window hoping to not wake his parents. You glanced down the road and anxiousness as you didn’t want to get caught.

Your mother would never let you out of the house if she knew you had snuck out to meet with Lee. She already wanted you to stop seeing him, but you refused. “Lee. Lee,” you said a bit louder throwing another rock.

“Ouch. Honeybee?” He asked from his opened window. You smiled moving closer to him and smiling happily at him.

“Hi, Lee. Happy birthday. Come out. I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise for me?” He asked jumping out of the window and trapping into the brushes. You covered your mouth to hide your laughter, but Lee still heard you and narrowed your eyes. He playfully bared his teeth at you.

You just walked over to him and put your hands under his shirt and pulled him closer. Lee shivered and pressed his body up against yours. “Hi,” you grinned.

“Hi,” he said back. You sealed your lips in a soft and languid kiss almost forcing him up against the side of his house. He whimpered softly and you groaned biting his lip. Something strid in the pit of your body and you felt a hunger burn your throat. You bit his lip harder until he bled.

You gasped and pulled away. Lee’s eyes had closed during your kiss but when you pulled away. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

You shook your head. Something was wrong with you, but you pushed that aside. You couldn’t deal with that right now. It was Lee’s birthday and you wanted to spend it with him. “Nothing. I just think we should get going.”

“Going?” He asked placing his hand in yours.

“Yeah. To our lake. It is after midnight which means it is your birthday and I got you this amazing gift. You are going to love it,” you gushed as you pulled him along.

“A gift? It isn’t you?” He teased.

“Oh Lee you are adorable, but no. It’s a hat. You are going to look so amazing in it.” You were too excited to keep it a secret. Last year you had little money to get him a cake and a gift, but you had a summer job and worked your butt off to be able to get him something this year.

“And I got cake as well, but I made it this time. I thought it would be more romantic, but if you hate it. I’ll go buy you another as soon as the stores open up.”

“No no. You baked for me?” He asked shyly, running his hands through his curls. “That’s amazing. And is very romantic. If I could, I would love you more, but you already mean everything.”

You smiled and kissed his hand. “How is your lip?” You asked as the lake came into view.

He shrugged. “It’s fine. A little blood doesn’t scare me. I didn’t know you were into biting though.”

You shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know why I did it. Sorry if I hurt you.”

“You could never,” he said wrapping his arm around your waist. You nodded happily and moved to the spot you had set up.

“You know there are bears and stuff. You really shouldn’t leave this here. You know I can help you set it up for next year.”

“I like setting it up and surprising you.” You sat him down and opened your basket and pulled out the small chocolate cake you baked that horribly said to Lee with love. “What do you think?”

Lee looked from the cake and then to you. “Are you kidding me? It’s perfect and I love it and I love you,” he leaned forward and kissed you. “I can’t wait to taste it. Let’s cut a piece and share it.”

“Okay, let’s do that,” you said pulling out a knife and cutting a big slice for the both of you. “I forgot forks,” you said sheepishly.

“Well good things we have fingers,” he teased, kissing your nose. He dug into the cake and held it to your mouth. You took his fingers into your mouth and moaned at the taste.

Lee watched you closely. “You like it?”

“Yeah. You should try some.” Lee nodded opening his mouth. You grab some cake and fed it to him. He closed his lips around your fingers and slowly licked the icing off.

You held your breath as you watched him. His eyes slide up your arms, across your chest, and then connected with yours.

“Hmm. My girl is a really good baker,” he said.

You ducked your head and pulled your fingers away. “I’m glad you like it.”

“I told you. I’ll love anything you make,” he knocked his forehead against yours making you chuckle softly, tilting your head until your lips met.

Lee stood in the shadows as he watched people walk by. He was jittery and willed himself to calm down until he found someone. He knew he would have to be quick and the possibility of being caught was high, but he didn’t care. He didn’t care about anything.

A group of guys stumbled out of a bar. They were shoving each other, drunkenly and he waited for one of them to fuck up. He knew it would happen sooner or later. He was near the University campus and drunk college guys always made a mistake.

It didn’t take long for one woman to cross their path and one of the men started to catcall her and follow her down the street. Lee waited until they were passing him before he lashed out and hit the man.

Drunk as he was, the man didn’t stay down for long. The girl took off running and his friends were still stumbling down the street. “You like playing on defenseless people, well pick on me,” Lee growled as he went at the man again.

The man chuckled and tackled Lee to the ground and started punching him repeatedly. Lee groaned as he felt his nose crunch and blood paint his face. “Is that all you got?” He asked slipping his hand into his pocket and grabbing his knife stabbing the man in the neck.

The man’s eyes widened, and Lee pulled the knife out watching as the blood rained down on them. The man put his hand on his neck to stop the bleeding, but Lee used that as the opportunity to flip him over and start tearing out his skin eating him.

His mind was blank of everything but feeding. He pushes his pain and heartbreak away to focus on the singular feeling of his hunger. You both agreed to try to stop killing so close to home and try to control your hunger more. You were better than him, he had some slip-ups, but none like now.

Lee ate until he felt sick. He stumbled out of the alley disoriented. He looked both ways but there were so many lights and people he didn’t know what to do. He was drenched in blood and still was starving, but he wasn’t sure for what.

Somehow, he made it back to your building without being seen. He assumed he was still in his right frame of mind enough to stick to the shadows as he moved. He stumbled up the stairs running into one of the college students that lived next door.

She screamed and he was quick to jump back. “Don’t scream. Don’t scream.” He was sobbing again and trying to stop her from screaming. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he didn’t want to get caught. She fought against him as he covered her mouth. The noise caused a door nearby to open and Lee cursed only to see you worrying making your way over to them.

“Lee? What’s going on? Let her go,” you said tugging on his arms. He had to be dreaming. You were gone. He’s lost his mind. His legs gave out and he dropped to the floor. You were shouting at him. The girl was still screaming.

“I’m bad. I’m bad. I’m bad,” he repeated crying more and more. Your lips were moving but it felt like he was underwater. He couldn’t hear anything but his own words circling around in his head.

He woke up with a startle, sitting up straight in bed. He glanced around the empty room and patted himself down. He was shirtless but clean of blood. His nose ached and he could still taste the man from the alley.

He hoped it had been a dream. He pulled his knees up to his chest crying into them as he rocked on the bed. He couldn’t remember anything after you arrived. Or he thought you did. Maybe you weren’t there and he just killed that poor girl and then cleaned himself up.

“Oh Lee,” you said rushing into the room and cradling him into your arms. “Hey hey. Calm my love. It’s me. I got you,” you consoled him. Rocking him in your arms. You soothingly ran your fingers through his hair. Lee clung to you, burying his face in your clothes.

“Honeybee. Honeybee, I’m so bad. I hurt that girl. I killed a man and I drove you away. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“No no. Lee, you aren’t bad. You are good. You’re my good boyfriend. My puzzle piece, my other half. You couldn’t drive me away even if you wanted to. You didn’t hurt her. She was just a bit freaked out.”

He sobbed unable to listen to your words, so you just held him tightly and sang softly to him to get him to calm down. You were frightened when you opened the apartment door to see him covered in blood and attacking your neighbor.

When you came home and saw that he wasn’t there you assumed he was going to the store for cigarettes but from his state, it was clear that he had eaten. You weren’t mad at him, just concerned. He was doing so well and when he needed to eat, you both went together. Made sure to drive hours away and then ate together.

When he passed out you knocked out the girl and dragged her into your apartment. You both made a lot of noise, and it seemed like you would have to move so you ate her. Once you were finished you moved Lee to the bedroom and cleaned him up. Then you went out and looked for his victim. You found and buried him and then returned him cleaning all the blood and packing.

You were just putting the last of the bags by the door when you heard him wake up. You patted his hair and smeared kisses along his forehead as he calmed down, hiccupping and sniffling occasionally. “Baby, what happened?”

“You were gone all day. I-I thought you left me. I thought you were sick of me. I called your work, and I called your coworkers, Kayla. No one heard from you. I thought the worst.” The worst being you abandoned him.

“Never Lee. It’s us together. Always remember? There is no one else I want. No one else that understands me and sees me the way you do. I love you, Lee.”

He sniffed pulling back to stare at you with sad green eyes. “Really? You didn’t leave me.”

You wiped his tears and kissed him under each eye. “The only thing that has ever made sense is the world is you. I’ve spent enough time without you, and I was miserable. I never want to feel that again. I’m not going anywhere.”

Lee just wrapped himself around you once more and pressed his face into your chest. Sobs shook his body. “I’m sorry. I-I shouldn’t have doubted you. But it’s my birthday and I was so used to us together. And I got into my own head.”

You shushed him, pressing your mouth to his in a wet sloppy kiss. “Lee, my baby. I’m sorry I should have left a note. I got a second job and I’ve been working to save up to get us a new car. So we can hit the road and travel more. See the country. I went to get my check and then get our van.”

“A van?” He mumbled into your chest. You giggled and pulled on a red curl.

“Yes. You said you always wanted a van. I got us a used one for a good deal. Not too many mileages. It can take us anywhere.” While you both liked it when you were settled and got to play normal, it was just a game. You both wanted the open road and freedom to be who you were. No dirty looks and whispers, no fear. Just your love to guide you around.

“I fucked up badly, honeybee.”

“It’s okay. I fixed everything. It’s all taken care of. I’m sorry for leaving Lee.”

“No, this is on me,” he said miserably.

“I’m not upset. It’s okay. We were going to leave eventually. We just have to do it tonight.”

Lee pulled away and stood up from the bed. “I’ll pack then,” he said making around the room, but you grabbed his hand.

“I already did. Let’s just go. Yeah. I still have a birthday surprise for you?”

He nodded shoving his empty hand into his pocket. “I’m not sure I deserve anything after today.”

“Don’t be like that. Don’t make things hard. You got overwhelmed by your emotions. You got hungry. I am not blaming you and neither should you. It happens. That is just who we are. Both of us.”

You squeezed his hand and cuffed the side of his face. “Don’t beat yourself up, please,” you mumbled before kissing him. Lee surrendered to the familiarity of your lips and frantically kissed you both. He brought your clasped hands up to his neck and wrapped your arm around his shoulder. His free hand dug into the back of your shorts pulling you close.

“Fuck, I love you,” he mumbled, resting his forehead on yours. “Do you love me? As me?”

“Of course. I see you and that is why I love you.” You kissed him once more before pulling him out of the bedroom. You grabbed the bags as you both walked out of the apartment and down the stairs toward your van. You put Lee in the passenger side. Kissed his cheeks and then his lips and moved to the driver's side.

Lee was relaxed. A slight smile on his face and his eyes half opened. He had worked himself up so much and while he did pass out earlier. He was still exhausted. He grasps your hand in his. “Thank you,” he said.

You glanced over at him smiling. “For what?”

“For being you. For loving me. For this van and just sticking with me.”

“You don’t have to thank me for any of it. I do it all happily for my sweet Lee.”

“I haven’t been sweet in a long time. Maybe not ever.”

You scoffed kissing the back of his hand. “You’ve always been my sweet Lee and you always will be. You have always been my friend, my protector, and the love of my life. I couldn’t imagine my life without you.”

“When I killed my dad. All I could think about was what if I hurt you? I came to you that night. I wanted you to come with me, but I was glad you didn’t. Because I would have killed myself if I hurt you.”

“Do you remember your last birthday? Before we broke up and you left town?”

He nodded. “I bite you then,” you said quietly. “It was the first time I tasted blood and I craved more, and I was afraid. I felt the hunger deep within me. I was able to push it away for a few more months. Ignore it because I had you and I didn’t want to hurt you. But when you were gone, it was hard. So I left. The first time I ate. I cried so hard. I want to kill myself. I had the razer to my wrist, but I heard your voice in my head. It stopped me. You saved me,” you said.

Lee leaned over and kissed your cheek and rested his forehead on your cheek. “You save me every day.”

Lee fell asleep soon after that and you drove for hours. His head rests on your shoulder. You took your eyes off the road every few minutes and kissed the crown of his curls. Your hunger was awful sometimes. It was uncontrolled, but it did not rival the hunger, the burning desire and love you had for Lee.

When you felt empty it was Lee that you needed to refuel. You stopped the van and turned off the car. You turned and ghosted your fingers along his face. His freckles, the slope of his nose, his cupid’s bow. It was all things you had committed to memory and yet still was drawn to every day.

Lee stirred as your fingers traced his lips. His mouth opened and your fingers slipped in. Lee moaned and his eyes opened to clash with yours. You smiled rubbing your nose against his, causing him to laugh. You withdrew your fingers and pressed a kiss to his lips.

“Where are we?” He asked tiredly.

“A lake.” He perked up looking out the window. You smiled and opened your door. “Well come on. It’s our birthday tradition and we only have a few hours left. I have a chocolate cake in the back, but I want to take a dip with you first.”

Lee quickly climbed out of the car and met you at the front. You held your hand out and he slipped his fingers in between yours.

You both looked down at your hands before looking up at each other. “Last one into the lake has to drive,” you said, shoving his shoulders and taking off run.

“That’s cheating,” he shouted taking off after you.

“All is fair in love and war, Lee.”

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valsarchives · 1 year

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Hey can you make marauders social media au with regulus black as the readers love interest. I loved your timothee chalamet sm au featuring our fan cast. Can we get a real one ?! 💗

a/n: hi! i’m so glad that you liked it! i didn’t used someone as face claim again i hope you don’t mind!

Part 2

What if marauders had social media?

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badgyalshii · 1 month

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ITS NEVER OVER |||

+ (WHERE HAVE YOU GONE)

word count: 1.7?

Paul atreides x Reader (Always safe for POC + PLUS SIZE) Paul POV!!!

warnings: signs of depression? were happy in there tho, proof read? yeah something like that (god i am not good at these😭) y/n is not in this chapter but ofc shes mentioned entirely throughout the text.

A/N: AHHHHHH THE FINAL CHAPTER BEFORE THE FINALE, IM EXCITED TO POSTTTT, i hope you guys enjoyed and i love the feedback i recieved! i love you all, have a good day/night, whenever you get this! (Also, considering that this is from pauls POV i thought that i might add an extra title)

Hey! Have you read the first chapters? You didnt? What! Read it here!! I . II . III . IV.

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He let out a heavy breath before he ripped his mask off of his face. He wasn't supposed to be out alone considering he was the new crowned emperor. But he was, and he was searching for you and he wasn't gonna give up until he did. He wore heavy clothing to try and hide his identity from others, and a bag that slung around his shoulder consisting of his journal, water, and other things he might need. He settles for the night in a rock. A rock with a beautiful view. He has been on the road for so long, he's forgotten how long, he didn't really care to remember either, considering it would help motivate to find you. He walks around the rock, searching for anything to give him clues of you or if you might've been here.

As he looked around, It was clear that someone had been there before. He looked at the bad attempt of making a bed, but he didn't touch it. His eyes slightly closed from trying to study the bed, there were still prints of a body, maybe two, on the bed. He hunches over. There was a piece of hair, as disgusting as it sounds…he picked it up. It was the same as yours, he took a rather long pause before thinking, maybe he should smell the bed? No, what if he smells something he doesn't like. He shook his head before looking at the single strand of hair that was in his hand. He sat down on the bed, setting the hair gently aside before taking off his glove and putting the strand back in his palm. Everybody's hair could be similar, he thought. He let out a sigh before looking ahead of him. He didn't know what time it was, but all he knew was that he was tired and heart broken. He didn't miss his home, not at all, not with you not there.

He put his glove and his mask back on before placing the hair into his bag. Out of everything that was going on, at least the view was beautiful. He stood and walked to the view of the rock, carelessly taking footsteps before he sighed and dropped down, his legs open and his elbows on his knees as he took in the view. He let in a deep breath. ¨tired. I am tired¨ he let out in a whisper. He fought his sleep often because he knew it would make him less confident and he would grow to slack, but sometimes he just couldn't take it anymore. The yawns leaving his lips, difficulty holding onto the hooks that latched onto the sandworm, but he thought he could finally settle here for a while, as a reward for finding a piece of hair that have a 5 percent chance of being yours.

As he watched the view, he thought of you. He didn't cry as much anymore. When he cried, he cried alone in private. And during that time, he cried until he couldn't anymore. Every time he saw Irulan it made him sick to his stomach. As much as he wanted to blame her, he couldn't. His heart was too good and he knew better than to let a weak desperate moment turn into anger. ¨why did i offer?¨ he would think over and over, countless times, wondering how could he be so careless. But he wasn't, he didn't want to marry her for the reason of love, just wanted to keep her safe as a promise to the retired and overthrown emperor. Thinking about it made him question his character, who has he grown to be? hed remembered what you said, he always thought of the smart and wise things you had to say.

¨its okay to feel how you feel, paul¨ you looked at him with a pity smile on your face while your hand was on his cheek. He had another nightmare. He didn't want it to be true. ¨this is gonna make me go crazy, y/n¨ paul whispered back, leaning into y/ns touch. ¨don't let it fool you, don't let it phase you, don't let it change you¨ you replied. At times, all paul wanted to do was give up. He didnt wanna be the chosen one. It was all too much. He could stay here forever, with you. For all eternity if he could.

Paul sighs and looks to the side. Remembering what you said, he wished things weren't so quiet.he laughed to himself, all the dreams he had of the future, but none of you. He sat alone, all alone, not one book, not one sound, just him, by himself. He felt empty, he wants you, he needs you, he needed someone to make him feel complete again, but days spread thick and long, bored, fighting himself back and forth between hope for finding you and wondering if you had just moved on. He wished he had a dream of you, of your blue eyes glistening in the sun, of your laugh, He wished it was so vivid that he touched you, that he could control his dream and talk to you, make love to you, but he had nothing, nothing at all. Nothing to remember you by, just a stupid suspicious piece of hair, tears brimmed his eyes, he needs you. There was no one he could pray to if he was the chosen one. No matter how hard he fought, how he tried to distract himself from work, it all lead up to one person, not one other thought, never out of sight out of mind, he knew what he wanted and he fell so deep he felt like he just couldn't grasp it anymore, how was he supposed to live his life without you. Your soft gentle hands grazing his face and answering the stupid and goofy questions he asked. There was no one else and he knew that now, didn't even find anyone else attractive. Lonesome nights, he didn't want to be on his own, ever again. Once he found you he vowed to never let you go, no matter how loud your voice is, no matter if you kicked him down, your in his heart and he just cannot let go, but how long could he search? Huh? How long would it be until he found you? When will he hear your voice again? When will he kiss you again? He didn't even say I love you before you walked off, for all he knew, that was his last goodbye.

On the first day, he acted as if nothing happened, but then he realized you weren't there, he couldn't pick at your dinner plate, he could hear your laughs, he couldn't feel your pity hits after he whispers a dirty joke. He had no one to talk to, no one to ask him if he was okay. Was he...okay? Had he known he was okay? Or has he grown so long to the point where he wasnt and he just didn't know it. He wished he said more, begged you to stay, cried about it, weeped about it, there was so much he could've done and he didn't, he only said a short explanation of how he was waiting for you and now he's on the run, on the search. He was so tired, so tired of looking at the same spice on the ground, carving on the rock of the walls. He wanted to be next to you, holding your head in his shoulder, hear your soft snores as you slept like there wasn't a care in the world. He'd never expect this, a life without you. He sighed and shook the thought out of his head, noticing he was in too deep and he wiped the tears that slowly dropped from his face, letting out a sniffle as he looked ahead. He didn't want to be too deep, of course he missed you, but he wanted to find you with a clear conscience, a healthy mind. He needed something to keep him going. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked to the ground. He placed a palm down and leaned closer to the floor. What is this? This imprint on the floor? Looks familiar.

He looked over it, careful not to move or make any sudden movements. ¨y/n?¨ he muttered. Any normal person would've thought paul as crazy, looking like he's searching for spice on the floor, and then wanting to jump and cheer, because, well, because what?

The necklace

The necklace Paul got for her. It was there! Clear as day. What a time to cheer! He couldn't fight off the smile on his lips. She's alive! She's alive! What a joy, out for two years! Been all around Arrakis, and at such a time he was going to give up, go home, force himself to get comfortable with his new situation, you were out there. Shall he go home? To tell stilgar and have a celebration? Sweet red wine sounded like heaven. He wiped his eyes as finally, finally tears came down. Tears of joy, he waited for this moment, oh so long! He was so happy he could take the dirt and put it in his bag also.

He laughed, he found it funny how he grew so tired of being next to his queen that he went and found you himself after he told you to come back. He grew impatient. He took out his journal and wrote, writing his life away as he thought of you, as the warmness of love and hope crowded his vision and spreaded throughout his body. This is all he wanted, to find you. And he was so close, so, so close.

He hadn't felt like this in a long time. He got up and collected the dirt from the necklace in his hand and watched it fall from his gloves. Looking around and seeing the footsteps, all yours he believed! He looked before following the footsteps, he followed them foot by foot until he was in the sand again. He hunched over, trying to search for the footsteps as they were getting lost from the wind of the sand until he couldn't anymore. He stood and pulled out his compass for the direction that you went. When it pointed he saw and lifted his head in the direction you went. This was it, this was the final piece, this was the end.

You were home.

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fragileheartbeats · 6 days

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⌗ 𝘛𝘊 𝘏𝘊 ⁝ 𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 ( ♡ )

Timothée always remembers the little things - like how you take your coffee or your favorite flower, surprising you with them just to brighten your day.

He's an expert at giving warm, comforting hugs that seem to melt all your worries away.

Whenever he sees something that reminds him of you, he can't help but buy it, accumulating little tokens of love.

He writes small, heartfelt notes and hides them in places for you to find, each one making your heart flutter.

Timothée loves planning surprise dates, tailored perfectly to things that you enjoy, showing how much he pays attention to your likes and dislikes.

He's always the first one to apologize after an argument, not because he thinks you're right, but because your happiness means more to him than his pride.

Timothée listens intently whenever you speak, making you feel heard and understood, his green eyes reflecting genuine interest.

When you're feeling down, he's there with your favorite movie and snacks, ready for a cozy night in.

Timothée has a playlist for every mood of yours, and knows exactly when to play which song to lift your spirits.

He loves holding hands, interlocking fingers with yours, making you feel safe and connected.

Timothée creates a photo album of your moments together, captioning each picture with a sweet or funny memory.

He supports your dreams unconditionally, encouraging you to pursue what makes you happiest.

Timothée makes you feel safe and loved with his constant, unwavering loyalty and kindness.

He values deep, meaningful conversations under the stars, sharing dreams, fears, and everything in between.

He always knows how to make you laugh, even on your gloomiest days, with his quirky humor and lighthearted antics.

Whenever he talks about the future, it's always "we" and "us," making you feel included and loved.

He always makes sure to kiss you goodnight and good morning, starting and ending each day with a gesture of love.

Timothée sends you good morning and goodnight texts without fail, ensuring he's the first and last thing on your mind each day.

He loves cuddling, especially on lazy mornings, making it hard for you to get out of bed.

Timothée warms up the bed for you on cold nights, making sure you're comfortable and cozy.

He leaves voicemails saying he misses you or just to say "I love you," giving you something to treasure when you're apart.

Timothée learns and cooks your favorite dishes, striving to make them just right, filling the house with delicious smells.

He's always gently pushing you out of your comfort zone, helping you grow and experience new things.

You catch him staring at you with such adoration when he thinks you're not looking, his green eyes shining.

Timothée has a special nickname for you, one that he uses with such tenderness it always brings a smile to your face.

He's always interested in your day, listening intently and engaging in every detail you share.

Timothée holds you close during thunderstorms, making you feel protected and cherished.

On your anniversary, he makes a point to recreate your first date, adding a twist that makes it even more special.

He surprises you with a small, thoughtful gift on random days, just because he loves seeing your reaction.

Timothée supports your dreams unconditionally, even if it means making sacrifices on his part.

He takes time to learn about and engage in your hobbies, even if they're not his usual interests.

Timothée looks into your eyes with such adoration, making you feel like the only person in the world.

Your comfort is his priority; he'll lend you his jacket without a second thought if you're cold.

Timothée creates a playlist of songs that are significant to your relationship, each track telling a part of your story.

He whispers sweet nothings in your ear, sending shivers down your spine and making your heart flutter.

Timothée always makes sure you get home safely, showing his care and concern for your wellbeing.

He plans trips to places he knows you've always wanted to visit, making dreams come true.

Timothée has this habit of whispering "I love you" in your ear at the most unexpected moments.

He's not afraid to show his vulnerability with you, sharing his fears and dreams openly.

Whenever you achieve something, no matter how small, he celebrates it as if it were his own achievement.

Timothée creates a cozy space at his place for you, making sure you always feel welcome and at home.

He is patient with you, understanding that everyone has their flaws and loving you all the more for yours.

Timothée makes a habit of saying "I love you" in different languages, making each declaration of love unique and romantic.

He teaches you new things, whether it's a skill he has or interesting facts he knows, enriching your life.

Timothée keeps a journal of your relationship, documenting thoughts, feelings, and memorable moments.

He insists on taking selfies together, wanting to capture every moment with you.

Timothée makes you feel loved and cherished every single day, in countless little ways.

He's your biggest advocate, always encouraging you to believe in yourself as much as he believes in you.

And finally, no matter how busy he is, Timothée always makes time for you, showing that you are his priority.

@ 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 . 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.

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ijustwantogohomehogwarts · 9 months

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e y e b r o w s

Tim and Reader are debating the only part of his face that needs some...help

Warnings and such: one swear word? Otherwise absolutely nothing! FLUFF!!

This is one of the fluffiest things I have written and pulled outta my drafts! There's 154 more and they'll be coming!!

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"It's not weird! You see me do it all the time!" I laughed, jumping up on the bathroom counter. I had just gotten out of the shower and thought i'd be able to go 5 minutes without my stage-5-clinger of a boyfriend. Of course, I was wrong, though Im not complaining....

"But you're a girl, it's different."

"It is not!"

He groaned, leaning across the counter to look at himself up close in the mirror. I watched him make faces, studying every part of his reflection. Even when he was being stupid, he was beautiful.

"Let me see," I smiled, grabbing his shoulder. He huffed and stood between my legs, hands on my bare thighs.

"You're soft," He cocked a smile, looking down at my skin.

"I smell nice too-" his face nuzzled into my neck before i could say anything else. "Tim!" I laughed as he inhaled deeply.

"Yeah, you do."

"Focus! Let me see." He stood up and rolled his eyes, looking at me with the upmost level of sarcasm. I grabbed his chin and tipped his face into different angles, eventually being overly dramatic just to make him laugh.

"Yeah, looks like your out of luck."

"Oh come on!" His gaze drifted back to his reflection in the mirror.

"What are you complaining about? You've obviously done it before!"

"It hurts! Why else do you think I dont stay on top of these things- dont!" He pressed a finger to my mouth.

'Because you're lazy,' I thought to myself.

"Let me do it."

"No!"

"It's not going to hurt!"

"Yes it is!"

"Fine, let the hair and make up people do it." I could see the thoughts spinning in his head. "They're going to be super busy, mad they have to spend more time to fix it, and you're gonna start your day pissed off and bright red!" I patted his cheek and made to get off the counter. "Sounds like a good idea!"

"Wait..." I smiled, hands holding his elbows. Even sitting on the counter, I had to look up at him. "Promise it's not going to hurt?"

"Would I ever lie to you?"

"About this, maybe." I gasped, slapping his chest playfully.

"You ass!" His hands grabbed my wrists, holding them gently. He pressed his lips to mine and let the kiss linger for a moment. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. The things this man does to me!

"Are you sure?" He finally spoke, dropping my hands and resuming the facial expressions he was making in the mirror. Well, that moments over.

"Tim, you're 3 hairs away from a unibrow! It'll take me 5 minutes, 10 tops and you won't feel a thing!"

"Fine!" he sighed, out of arguments. "But if you mess any of this up," he gestured to his entire face, "you're gonna have a lot of people coming for you!"

"Too bad I'm still the one that's gotta look at you all day!" I kissed him quickly before he could pout- The same kiss he gave me moments ago.

I got out my supplies and went to work. I'm not sure what those hair and make up artists are doing to him- he flinched like crazy at first, but quickly relaxed into it. He stood quietly between my legs, eyes closed, and obliged me when I tipped his head this way and that way.

I took my time, giving myself the pleasure to look at his face. I live with him, I've been dating him for 3 years, I've known him for 20+ years, but it never feels like I get to look at him- not in this way. His skin was perfect, freckles were adorable, his lashes fluttered slightly as I pulled the last few hairs. He sighed heavily, pulling me from my thoughts. I set the tweezers down, put a hand on his shoulder and asked him to squat, just a little. His knees gave a light thud to the cabinet as he did.

I held the side of his face, turning his head each direction one more time before running my thumbs softly across his eyebrows. He sighed heavily again, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Impatient are we?" I whispered, "Do you have somewhere better to be?"

"In bed with my girl." The smile spread across his face. "All done?" He asked, opening his eyes.

"All done!" I smiled. He looked at me for a moment before standing up straight and stepping out from between my legs, leaning over the counter once more.

"Oh wow!" More silly faces. "I look good!"

I hopped off the counter, put everything away and stood behind him, arms wrapped around his torso. He had to lift an arm to be able to see me behind him.

"You always look good...but I like you better with two eyebrows instead of one."

"You're hired!"

"Hired?"

"Oh yeah! It's one thing if those hair and makeup people wanna beat my face with makeup," I couldn't help but laugh. "But when they go for the eyebrows- they're out for blood! Literally!"

"I'm glad you're happy!" I stepped in front of him, arms still around him as I pressed my chin to his chest, looking up at him. "Timmy?"

"Yes mon amour?"

"Will you let me shave your face?"

"One thing at a time, crazy lady!"

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