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#Cuddling In bed
long-distance-love · 1 year
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You. In my arms. Now.
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nanowatzophina · 9 months
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I love them guys.
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Sunday Mornings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing:  Remus Lupin x Reader, Remus Lupin x You
Characters: Remus Lupin, You
Word Count: 1133 // Rating: Mature
Summary: How Reader & Remus spend their Sundays
Tags/ Warnings: My writing, Remus Lupin, You, Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, Remus Lupin Fic, Harry Potter Fic, Cuddling, Cuddling In bed, Angst, Fluff, Canon Character Death, Character Death, Post Battle of Hogwarts, Grief
Notes: I'm editing all my old worlds to avoid my problems
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Sundays were by far your favourite day of the week. No responsibilities, no rushing, just relaxing. Your job at the bookshop in Diagon Alley kept you busy 6 days of the week and left virtually no time for a life. But Sundays, Sundays were your days. Last week, for instance, you awoke as you usually did to sunlight streaming through the window. The curtains had made a feeble attempt to block the harsh light from waking you. You had raised your head bleary-eyed and looked at the clock. 7:34 AM. Far too early to get up yet, in your opinion, and so you turned your body to face the other way. As you did this your face had rolled into the crook of an arm and your head came to rest below a lightly stubbled chin. An arm had snaked its way down your back and a hand had come to rest on your hip.
'Morning,' Remus had mumbled quietly, not really waking, whilst adjusting himself to the new position. You had smiled and closed your eyes, drifting back off to sleep. When you awoke again it was late morning. You found that you hadn’t moved, though this time Remus had wrapped both his arms around you. You looked up into his face to find him looking down at you. The sunlight wasn’t as harsh as before but it gently cascaded across his face highlighting the lines and scars that aged him greatly. He had smiled and said, 'Morning.' 'Morning,' you smiled back. Yawning you asked, 'Were you watching me sleep again?' 'No' Remus said sincerely, though a smile had tugged at his lips. 'You know it’s weird, right?' 'I disagree…. it’s peaceful. Soothing.' 'Weird. Creepy,' you argued back playfully, swatting his chest. Remus sighed and rolled his eyes.
You’d had this argument a million times before. Every Sunday you’d wake to find him watching you sleep. You’d tell him it was creepy, that normal people didn’t just watch people sleep and he’d argue right back. Rolling his eyes and he pretended that you had changed his mind even though you knew you hadn’t. Honestly, you didn’t even mind it that much it had just become routine by now. You knew it reassured him, he’d lost everyone in his life so just having you close, and watching you sleep made him feel better. He knew you were safe and it comforted him.
Sometime later you had both agreed that you couldn’t stay in bed any longer and had gotten out of bed. You pottered into the bathroom to shower whilst Remus went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. He was sweet like that, and also you were a terrible cook. Ten minutes later you descended the stairs and entered the kitchen to find scrambled eggs on toast and a cup of tea waiting for you. Remus had sat at the table occasionally nibbling at a piece of toast whilst buried behind Saturday’s copy of the Daily Prophet. After breakfast, both of you started to tidy up the house. Washing up and laundry was usually top of the list, as you had little time to do it after work and Remus was constantly busy with the order. It didn’t take long and it made you laugh to hear Remus singing to the radio. You had watched him from the doorway as he folded sheets and clothes gently swaying his hips and singing softly. Like most times he’d caught you and forced you to join in.
Lunch was missed due to getting up late and the two of you had headed out for the day. The order was quiet on Sundays usually but on occasion, a meeting would take up most of your day. On that day you’d decided to head into town to shop, but sometimes you would travel up to a wizarding town like Hogsmeade and spend the day around the shops or in the pub. Sundays near the full moon were mostly spent in bed. Usually, food was ordered in and eaten in bed whilst watching TV.
At dusk, you had decided to head for home. Remus had cooked whilst you flicked through the channels trying to find something to watch before deciding to put on a film instead. Before you two settled down on the couch Remus nipped to the corner shop and replenished his chocolate stash so you could stuff yourselves whilst watching TV. Near the end of the film, you’d felt Remus’ breathing slow and had gently got raised yourself off him and got up. You’d moved the chocolate wrappers and glasses from the coffee table and headed to the kitchen. Throwing the wrappers away, and rinsing the glasses you’d padded back to the living room to switch off the TV. Once you came back in Remus stirred. He stretched and rubbed his eyes. You offered your hand to help him and once upright he pulled you into a hug. Resting your forehead on his you closed your eyes. His lips brushed yours and you sighed. Opening your eyes you led him upstairs where both of you changed for bed. Climbing under the covers your bodies found each other. His arms came around you, his lips pressing a kiss on the top of your head.
'I love you Y/N,' he’d murmured.
'Love you too,' you’d replied before going to sleep.
Sundays were your days. But now it was different. Today would be different.
Yes, you would wake to the harsh sunlight streaming through the curtains but when you rolled over there would be nothing but cold sheets. You wouldn’t lounge around in bed, but instead, you would get up quickly and head to the shower. On autopilot would wash and dress before heading downstairs to make breakfast that would be composed of soggy toast and a cup of tea.
After this, you would start the chores with laundry and washing still the top priority. Except now they would be done in silence, and when you’d put clothes into the wardrobe you’d linger for a minute or two, allowing his scent to wash over and tears to silently run down your face. After composing yourself you would head out. You found that the longer you were in the house you sadder you became so you would head to a friend's house or the burrow to surround yourself with people. You liked this, it helped you to space out, forcing you not to think of him. It also helped you to be with people who understood
Eventually, very late in the evening, you would inevitably head home. Tired you climbed into bed, longing for sleep, but you knew you would find yourself staring at the ceiling, allowing the sadness to wash over and the tears to flow freely.
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tratie-4-life · 2 years
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Eva and Jacks Cuddling
I headcanon that Eva and Jacks are in bed cuddling, and Eva asks him to tell her to tell The Ballad of the Archer and the Fox. Jacks just looks at her in amusement and asks her why she likes the story so much. She responds with how much she loved it when her mom read it to her, and how she had a teensy baby crush on the Archer. And because of that, it becomes a nightly tradition for him to tell the story for her. 
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raepliica · 2 months
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i think they should take turns cuddling for healing purposes
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sienvega · 9 months
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A little post-BOTW zelink to soothe my soul
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666minutos · 10 months
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cacaocheri · 1 month
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not one, but TWO moon kisses drawn by tumblr user cacaocheri????
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omi-boshi · 1 month
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"I don't recall agreeing to be a glorified weighted blanket when I decided to come over." Kiyoomi chuckles from his place on your chest, legs tangling with your own, arms curled around your back. You kiss his forehead, your smile mirroring his. "You didn't? I thought it came with being a boyfriend?" "What? Crushing the love of my life with my entire body weight? I think I missed the patch notes for that update." He teases. "Oh, shut it, you loser." You roll your eyes, pulling his head closer to your chest to smother his laughter. "Just cuddle me. Please." "No," He huffs out his dissent, softened around the edges by the motions of your hands in his hair, and all the while his arms tighten around you. "You're asking for a lot after calling me a loser." You feel rather than hear his words as he mutters them into your — his — shirt. "I'm sorry, you big baby." The snort he lets out in response pulls your grin wider. "Whatever shall I do to regain your favor once more?"
He pinches you lightly for your dramatics; your exaggerated posh tone startling into a yelp. "Pancakes would be nice." A sharp inhale punctuates his words as you tug his hair harshly in retaliation, before smoothing it out in apology. "Only if we can go out and have ice cream after." "And of course, I'm paying since you'll conveniently 'forget' your wallet, huh?"
"That was one time!" He chuckles at your outburst. Turning his head just enough to leave a kiss on your collarbone, he halts your tirade before the words even have the chance to form in your throat. "Of course, baby." Then, he places one last placating kiss under your chin before both of you succumb to the coziness of the atmosphere.
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long-distance-love · 1 year
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It's missing you in the small hours of the morning time.
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newrelationshipgoals · 3 months
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Cuddling in bed and falling asleep together is probably the best feeling in a relationship.
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lookatlavender · 10 months
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cuddling that turns into me grinding on you that turns into you pinning me down to the bed and pounding me that turns back into cuddles
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silent-stories · 1 year
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𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆
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Pairing: Eddie x GN!Reader
Summary: The soft way you wake Eddie in the morning is very different from the way his father used to.
Warnings: fluff, Eddie's father being an ass
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Eddie's bedroom door slammed open and his father strode in, heading for the bed where Eddie had just woken up from the loud noise.
His dad already had a bottle of alcohol in his hand even though it was only seven in the morning.
"Wake up, asshole." He said kicking the bed, making Eddie jump, "It's eight o'clock and you're already late for school."
Eddie rubbed his eyes with a hand, yawning.
Al Munson, who evidently wasn't the very patient type, grabbed the mattress and basically tipped it over, knocking Eddie, who was thin and not very tall for his age at the time, to the floor.
"If you'd woken up earlier this wouldn't have been necessary." His father mumbled walking out of the room slamming the door behind him.
Of course, it was never his fault but always Eddie's. It was easier for him that way.
Eddie rolled onto his back with a grunt and stared at the ceiling of his room.
"Well, good morning to me."
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"Eddie."
He heard your soft voice calling his name and slowly opened his eyes.
"Hey, good morning. It's almost nine."
You were sitting on the edge of the bed next to him and you were wearing only one of his black Metallica t-shirts which was way too big for you. Your face was still slightly sleepy so you mustn't have woken up long before but still Eddie thought you were one of the most beautiful things he'd seen in his entire life.
Daylight was filtering through the window, lighting up Eddie's messy bedroom.
You reached out and moved a strand of dark hair from his face, your fingers gently caressed his skin.
Eddie still had to get used to that. To you waking him up in that sweet and peaceful way. Without haste, without yelling, without any kind of violence.
He still had to get used to the way you caressed his face or kissed his cheek to wake him up every time you did before him, when you spent the night at his trailer, and he still had to get used to the fact that there was no one left to kick him out of bed every morning, even though it had been years.
He sat up on the bed in front of you, the blanket slipping off his body revealing his bare chest and the tattoos covering his pale skin.
Seeing you in his shirt gave him a feeling of absolute peace, he felt like not only he felt at home and safe when he was with you but you did it too when you were with him.
"Do you wanna help me make breakfast?" You asked, a soft smile on your lips.
Eddie in response slowly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him.
Not yet, that meant.
You giggled. "Are you okay Eds?"
He nodded as he rested his head on your shoulder and you ran your fingertips against his bare back. A shiver ran through Eddie's body but it was a good feeling.
Thank you for still being here with me, he wanted to say. Thank you for waking me up every morning like you do.
You softly ran your fingers up and down his spine for a few more moments, your gaze falling on the almost invisible freckles on his skin.
You gently brushed his hair away and planted a kiss on his bare shoulder, only realizing you'd tickled him when you heard a small, muffled laugh come from the crook of your neck where Eddie was resting his head.
Despite this he didn't ask you to stop when your lips found his shoulder again, leaving a trail of soft kisses.
During that quiet intimate moment the only sounds that could be heard in the room were your breaths and the sound of your kisses.
"I love you." He muttered as he gently pulled away from you, after some moments, and you cupped his face in your hands after tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.
"My sweet, sleepy boy." You laughed before placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you too."
My.
Eddie still couldn't believe it.
You took his hand in yours and got out of bed as he did the same, Eddie was still shirtless and his bare feet met the cool but pleasant floor of the trailer.
"Pancakes?" He asked as you both made your way to the kitchen.
A smile appeared on your face. "Exactly what I was thinking about."
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Tags: @jacklesdeanvessel @morning-sky7 @pipsqueakkitten @navs-bhat
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metukika · 1 year
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i like to hc that mob gets a crush first, and then eventually teru falls in love HARD
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thatgirlsstory · 9 months
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tp
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tanglecolors · 1 month
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scott is such a terrible friend but mostly out of ignorance and not malice lol
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