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luveline · 2 years

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hi! i was wondering, how did eddie *formally* ask reader to be his girlfriend, would he ask roan first?! do you think you could write eddie asking reader out to be officially together?! thank you and i love your work<3

hi!!! let's pretend it goes like this, thank you!! fem!reader

Eddie's curls look really nice today. Sleek and springy, they do a little bounce as he turns to you and offers you a small smile.

"What?" he asks expectantly.

You're waiting to go into the Hawk movie theatre. It's warm and the line is super long. You and Eddie stand somewhere in the middle in light clothing, the sun kissing him all over and turning his pale skin golden.

"Do you think they'll open the doors soon?" you ask quietly. It's the kind of day where you don't feel like you have to be anyone but yourself, no matter how quiet that might leave you.

Eddie nudges you gently with his elbow. "Getting bored?"

"So bored," you agree, wry. You can't bite back a smile as you step a little closer to him, eyes on a long curl at his shoulder.

"Nah, I think they're gonna start letting people in soon. Stick it out. It'll be worth your while." He pretends to yawn and throw his arm over your shoulder.

"I bet." You mean it.

There a lapsing silence. You're not sure if it's awkward or not. It doesn't feel awkward for you; you could spend hours alone with Eddie now and never feel bored, he's that kind of perfect. His freckles and fanaticism, his ever-present wit.

You decide to give yourself what you want and reach for the curl you'd been eyeing up to wrap it around your finger. You're thrilled when it fits, like he'd slept with it coiled around your finger specifically. It's so stupid to think, so silly and ardently affectionate that you cringe at yourself.

"I fucking love your smile," Eddie says.

You let the curl spring free. It's impossible to stop smiling now he's said it. "My smile?" Your smile is more of a grimace, usually.

"Yeah. Best smile this side of the Atlantic."

"And the other side?"

He taps under your chin swiftly. You deign to lift your gaze and meet his eyes, honey browns edged in a thicket of straight, dark lashes.

"Best get over there before I answer," he says.

Eddie looks suddenly and acutely more handsome than he's ever looked before. He's pink with it, your affection, skin glowing and soft, hair perfect and pretty. A long chain dissapears into the loose neck of his tank top. Your eyes search all over him and can't find a single imperfection. Not the scar on his left bicep, not his callused hands.

"Oh, god. I really like you," you confess.

You'd be embarrassed if you thought Eddie cared. He hadn't been weirded out when you asked him on a first date, Roan in his arms with her tearstained cheeks. He hadn't cared when you'd kissed her tiny cut up knees at the supermarket, or when you'd said, Hi, handsome, on your very first date. You keep worrying about being too much and Eddie keeps showing you that you're not.

He doesn't let you down. "I like you more. Fuck, you can't let me have one, can you?"

"Have what?" you ask, laughing.

"One of our firsts!"

"Eddie Munson, what the fuck? Did you get bodysnatched by a teenage girl? Why do you care about firsts?"

He glares at you. Then, sudden, you can practically see the light bulb of an epiphany behind his eyes.

"Be my girlfriend."

Pleasure fills your chest, a dizzying static. You don't gawp, though you easily could, you only smile your awful, stupid, terrible smile — that he fucking loves by the way — and try not to laugh. You're so happy you can't keep it down, giggles bubbling up in waves.

"Yeah, okay," you say. It's more casual than you feel.

His shoulders relax in relief. "Yeah?"

You weave your fingers into the softest curls behind his neck and tap his jaw with your index finger. Eddie's quick to put a hand behind your back and tug you inward. The rose-tint surrounding him gets worse by the second.

"Is that enough firsts for you?" you ask softly. "Or do you want another one?"

He understands quickly what you're asking for, dipping down to share your very first kiss. You've kissed his cheek once or twice and you think he might've kissed your head one time during a short hug, but this is a real kiss.

His lips are soft. You feel him and nothing else, world tunneled into his hands where they pull up your back, almost like he's trying to drag you in closer, and the sigh that he makes as he does. You tentatively, so tentatively, part your lips. The slightest gap.

Eddie pulls away to wade in from a new angle, his own lips now parted in turn. You can't breathe right as you meld against him, hand closing much more roughly than you mean to around his neck and suffocating his poor curls.

He pulls away after a few seconds, seemingly assessing your expression.

"Sorry," you say sincerely, pulling your hand from behind his neck.

He closes his hand, rubs your cheek with the backs of his fingers, fingernails smooth over the slope of your cheek. It's a featherlight touch. You've never been touched this delicately.

"You're sure?" he asks.

Vigorous, vehement nodding. "One hundred percent sure."

He presses his lips together, an obvious excitement. "God, Roan's gonna blow a gasket."

You both laugh and fall into one another. Crazy, how your head fits into the curve of his neck as perfectly as it does.

roan only guest stars but there's more eddie and roan here if ur interested in this single dad eddie

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in-flvx · 3 months

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I saw a post a few days ago about the different shades of Sirius' eyes. Like.. It could be any colour. So I want to ask in which eyecolour for sirius you believe? And what eyecolour does Remus have? Aaand what about Sirius' hair colour? James has black hair in the books, and sirius just dark. But what is dark? Is it black as well? Is it a dark brown?

U know what, if you are in the mood feel free to make a whole physical description of the three 🌚

Hey you 🥰 sorry for the late reply but I think I have my answer now.

Sirius does actually have black hair in Canon, I wasn't sure after reading this ask, but I looked and he does (one of many - the hp series has a lot of white people with black hair idk why). I hc that hair to have some waves and curls in it that also show when it's short, and enough to turn a bit wild looking and coarse when they're not taken care of, but with relatively little effort it's sleek and shiny. In swm it falls elegantly into his eyes, but that man can't do anything without looking graceful, so that applies to his hair too.

I think he has the typical pureblood-grey eyes, but even though I'm pretty sure his eyes are described as light at some point during the books, I prefer to think they're more of a dark grey, with a touch of heterochromia into either green, blue brown or even just another shade of grey, you know, like damascene steel or the stormy sea.

He has full arched brows, and a somewhat pointed nose. He also has a few beauty marks, most importantly one right next to his eye, that makes it seem like he's wearing eyeliner. More so than his full black lashes do.

He's tall, and slim, but his torso is dorito shaped, giving him a slutty little waist and the appearance of more muscle than he actually has. His resting face looks bored and alone for that reason does it come across as arrogant when he is confident in anything, and when he wants to play the pureblood he let's his eyelids grow heavier to accentuate this. He is generally surrounded with an aura of crackling electricity, of great resting energy.

Remus is very beige in his general appearance, or rather unobtrusive. His hair is coarse but not exactly wavy or curly, and of a light brown colour. He starts to grow sideburns in the 70s and never let's go of them. He starts greying in his late 20s. He is of an average height and statue, though he tends to lose weight around his transformations. His eyebrows are light and slim but grow close in the middle. His hair gets lighter when he spends time in the sun and he tans well. His eyes are light brown as well, with a tendency to yellow that is part him and part werewolf. They look like dark honey or caramel. He smiles a lot, and has otherwise a mild expression, though he does get frowny when he starts to think. Enough so that even his more insane ideas and brash decisions seem measured and reasonable. Which brings his friends sometimes into trouble for things he had initiated and done.

James has black hair. It's a messy mop of curls, and he has a cow lick in the back that let them stand up there no matter what he does. He has a slim face with a long nose. He's generally slim, has a seekers body, like Harry, but does a lot to gain muscle and fat for his chaser position. HIs eyes are hazel, with some green spots in them that only really show when the sun illuminates them and makes his pupils smaller. His skin looks golden and perpetually sunkissed. He does have a bad case of akne that leaves him with some scarring in his face and gets his first white hairs at 19. Even though both makes him unhappy, he enjoys attention too much to let this make him insecure, and he'd be attractive on account of this confidence alone

#anon post #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #hcs and canon facts mixed together

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stardusthalos · 1 year

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[eyes] all muses?

[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they’re alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.

*cracks my knuckles* here we go. I'm just gonna do the main 9! Also here is where I admit that my doing the picrews was to assist in understanding their eyes lmao.

Raziel

Raziel's eyes shift between being: Black Holes and full of stars.. The full of stars are in his human form, and though they appear to be black, when he wears glasses, you can see what appears to be brightly colored, flickering flecks within and occasionally shooting across his irises (he's got no pupils). Those are, for all intents and purposes, stars. Just in there because he contains multitudes. The black holes come about when he's in battle mode, or when he needs to be a little terrifying. You can shine a light on those bad boys and not a single reflection will be there.

In general, his gaze is relaxed, jovial even. And when he's working he's got that kind Librarian air to his looks, and when he looks over his glasses you know you need to shape up!!!

Rhemiel

Rhemiel's eyes are a dark dark brown, almost black. And they look such a lush color in the light. They're slightly deeper set, but no less comforting. The reason for this is because it's very rare that his gaze isn't just calm or soft. Being looked at by him definitely feels like you're the only focus he has...and that applies even more if you're the reason why he's upset or angry. Eyelashes are lovely but not especially long or thick.

Kariel

Her eyes are almond shaped and a beautiful hazel, mostly with green and a ring of amber around the pupil. Whenever she goes out she does do kohl liner and it makes her eyes even more prominent. I would hazard saying that her natural gaze is neutral, but that's mostly because it's just...one step above that in the intensity category. Even though she's shorter than you, the feeling that she's looking down at you is palpable. However, if she loves you, her eyes seem to brighten just seeing you.

Athriel

Athriel is an interesting one. They have sweet, honey colored eyes that always seem to be happy to see you, even if they're meeting for the first time. Because the apples of their cheeks keep their eyes almost eternally half or partially closed in a smile, to see their full, wide eyed stare is more of a rarity than one might realize. They do have long lashes, and they take very good care of themselves.

Maroon

Oof. Maroon is...a lot. They decided to keep their eyes from Home as a reminder of who they were, what they've done, and that's what they hide behind their bangs. A set of four eyes that seem to be glowing, bright gold, yellow and white, swirling and prone to actually getting set aflame whenever they experience intense emotion, but especially intense anger. Most people (note: mortal) who look directly at them cry, or feel overwhelmed.

Uzzeth

Okay this one takes the cake for longest, thickest eyelashes. Uzzeth has eyelashes that are the envy of anyone who sees them. I cannot stress enough how pretty this man's eyes are. They are downturned, a little hooded and have a bit of bag under them, but my god. Fucking stunning. They are a bold, deep emerald green and because of his internal flame there seems to be flecks of iridescent color within them. 90% of the time they seem to be focused nowhere in particular and are almost in a thousand yard stare, but when they focus on someone or something, the intensity can catch you off guard.

Atem

Can we get another oof for this bad boy? Atem used to have stunning golden eyes, but since his fall they appear to be tarnished, faded in color and hazy. There's intense scarring around them as well, thankfully faded some but still nasty looking. Atem is one that has chronic resting bitch face, and so his eyes are almost always giving the vibe of being annoyed. If he cares for you, or about you, his eyes will soften and give way to an extremely expressive side that very few get to see. His eyes are still the windows to his soul, as they were a big part of his job when he was in heaven, and so they remain even now.

Austen

We had to have one heterochromatic nerd and here he is!! His left eye is the Hazel one, and is a good blend of soft, pale green and amber, the right one is a lovely brown. He does have thick lashes, and is prone to fluttering them to get his way when he's definitely done an oopsie. He cannot look at someone in the eye whenever he talks to them, not to be rude but because it makes him uncomfortable, and that is the number one expression that comes through them, nervousness.

Xi also has dark brown eyes, and they look eternally tired. She's got gucci bags under her eyes and a slight pink tint to them from the amount of time she spends not sleeping, and prominent eyelashes she got from her father's side of the family. They are a little more wide set than others, slightly upturned, and always watching. Even when she is by herself she is scanning whatever space she's in. When she's not making sure there is nothing pressing in her environment, she is lazer focused on her spells and projects to the point where if you disturb her, her next gaze can probably kill at ten paces.

Yarrow

Yarrow has the funky little trait of seasonal eyes! During the spring and summer their eyes are stunning shades of green, in spring the accent color is what appears to be pink, while during summer it's a deep yellow. During fall and winter their eye colors go from amber to black, no accent colors to be had with these. If you've ever wondered how an author can ever overuse 'their eyes narrowed' when writing, this is the character that does it. Yarrow always has an air of studying and incredulity coming from them, and that never really changes. They use glamours to lengthen and thicken their lashes as well as add little decorations and glitter to them, but normally they're pretty average.

#asked & answered #nykrose #im patting myself on the back for this one lads #raziel related #rhemiel related #kariel related #athriel related #maroon related #uzzeth related #atem related #xi related #austen related #yarrow related

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cxptain-rex · 4 years

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Honey Heartbeat {Commander Fox}

pairing: commander fox x reader

warnings: none

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CC-1010, Commander Fox stood out for his actions and ideals to lead the Coruscant Guard towards perfection, to bring peace and protection to those in need of it. After all, Fox is the barrier protecting the Supreme Chancellor from the enemy. That protection only grew when you came into his life. A newly knighted Jedi put to maintain the Chancellor safe, per his request.

You were a peaceful person when Anakin Skywalker first introduced you as a childhood friend, towards the Chancellor, the old man took a liking towards you inmediately. The same day you were introduced, you had been given the order to be his own personal bodyguard. You were more than honored to take on such high request.

As you got to work for the Chancellor, the more you got to know the Coruscant Guard and its antics.

You remember clearly how you met the Coruscant Guard, Palpatine introduced you personally towards the elite group of clones.

- Men! This is General Y/N, she will be working with you to maintain the peace which you bring to the streets of Coruscant. The Chancellor introduced you and with that he smiled and left you with the troopers. The first trooper to warm up was Thorn, gentle yet stoic. You managed to make a nice friendship with the clone. He was the first to greet you into their ranks, then followed Hound, Thire and Stone. The last one was Fox, he did not warmed up quickly, it felt strange having a jetti in his ranks.

The liking which you took towards the troopers was inmense, sure, you enjoyed the company of the 501st. Forever they would be your home and brothers. But the Guard became something else far more special. They became a sentient being for you to rest upon.

And their Commander was the beaming energy which pushed you through to keep fighting in the nonstopping war or at least to keep yourself alive for his own sake and yours of course.

After Fox warmed up to you, everything became natural to you, as if the Force deemed so that you were placed in that place and at that exact moment. Perhaps you were destined to be by the Commander’s side for the rest of your days in the galaxy.

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Today is no different than the rest, wake up, hit the refresher, have breakfast and go to your office and stay there until call upon the Senate building. You have been stationed in the Republic Center for Military Operations, alongside the Guard. You took it upon yourself to learn the base up and down and side by side and never got lost in it.

A skip follows into your steps as you encounter Thire on the way. “Morning” you beam softly as you enter the lift, the Commander nods back at you “Morning Y/N” he chuckles noticing the beaming in your face. He smiles underneath his bucket, Thire has learn to live with a jetti amongst his ranks as well. He can accept that you are a close friend almost like a vode. He considers you as a little sister although he knows very much that you can hold your own.

“Visiting Fox earlier today, are we?” Thire teases causing you to elbow his side. “Shut it” you whisper as you stare at the Commander with a glare although he knows you’re joking. Silence beats for a moment as the two of you break down laughing. It’s the moments like these that causes you to enjoy the Guard and the beings which live surrounding you.

The lift stops, you leave it bidding goodbye to the Commander as you manage to stalk towards an specific office. Thire follows your skipping form as you make way towards his vode’s working space. “Have fun!” He shouts causing to flicker the middle finger towards him. The trooper chuckles as the lift closes and you are left alone down the corridor which you stop across the durasteel doors.

On the other side awaits Commander Fox.

You invite yourself in, as the door closes swiftly behind you. “Sure, come on in, make yourself comfortable” the baritone voice of your secret lover says hidden on a holopad. A smile edges your features as you make contact with Fox. “Good morning to you as well, my love” you sigh making your way towards your lover. But you stop, Fox lifts his gaze and stands making his way towards you, his gaze pierces you.

His eyes look brown from afar, but as he nears you notice the color of honey. They're bright and liquid warm, sprinkled with light brown specks, framed by beautiful thick lashes. They remind you of the Corellian whiskey, you and Thorn whenever you are on leave, you watch him near, hiding behind the curtain of Y/H/C hair. When he slides into the space infront of you, you sneak a glance at him. You pause, noticing the power behind those breathtaking eyes. The power that's as reckless as a tornado. His eyes flash. For a moment they look golden with warmth and as careless as hell.

You are stunned by Fox’s gaze and the way they inflict upon you. A breathy sound escape your lips as you finally meets his gaze. “You will be the death of me” you mumble softly as Fox’s breathing fans over your face tickling your cheeks. The clone chuckled softly before leaning down towards your face and just like that your lips locked together.

The kiss obliterated every thought. For the first time in forever Fox's mind was locked into the present. The worries of the day evaporated like a summer shower onto a hot ship. His usual mode of hurrying from one thing to the next was suspended, he had no wish for the kiss to end. Drunk on endorphins his only desire was to touch you, to move his hands under her smooth robes and feel your perfect softness. In moments the soft caress has become more firm, he savoured your lips and the quickening of your breath that matched his own. A kiss like this was a beginning, a promise of much more to come.

As Fox pulls away, he lays a gentle kiss on your forehead. The Coruscant sun shines through his office and it is moments like this that make him feel alive more than ever. It is not the fighting or the risking everything what keeps Fox beating. No, it is you. You keep him beating and breathing each day since you came into his life as a stranger. But now you are so much more than a simple stranger, you are his everything.

“Cyar'ika, Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum” Fox mumbles softly causing you to nuzzle against his neck. “I love you aswell, Commamnder Fox” you answer sincerely as the two of you bask in the peaceful moment.

Your heartbeat is steady like a drummer, keeping rhythm, keeping beat. It is no more fancy that a ticking clock or an acorn falling from a mighty oak. It is just your heart. Yet you would never describe his heart that way. His is your everything. As you bask in the moment of love and peace, Fox tries to remember everything. You know the risks of falling in love yet, the word says so, falling in love. You did not decided to fall in in love with Fox, it just happened and now it is the most alive you have ever felt since you came to accept the fact. The fact that you are madly in love with Commander Fox and no one, not even the Dark nor the Light can erase your love for him.

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A/N: Hello, after a long hiatus I am back on business. I came up with this piece while reading for Fox. I love him. I think that he deserves a lot of credit. I mean cmon he is amazing as well and there is not much written work about him out there so! I made something for him! I hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know what you guys think down in the comments, as always reblog and like for more content! Forever grateful with you guys!

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