remus has asked about this before, about your skincare routine- specifically your morning skincare routine and you’ve never really explained it to him before.
mostly because you wake up too early, earlier than he does and do it before he’s awake- but not this morning.
remus wakes up right after you’ve brushed your teeth and are about to start washing your face.
“will you show, dove?”
his voice is raspy as he stands in the doorway in just his boxers and sweater and you nod.
“but it’s long remmy,” you say and he nods.
“s’okay. i wanna know.”
so you start, a water based cleaner first, then an oil one.
“to make sure my face really is clean before i start.” you explain and he nods.
you show him your oil and frown a little, “i have to restock, but now i have to do my facial massage.”
remus nods again, watching as you start at your chest, massaging at your traps and then your chest before moving to your neck.
“and what’s this for again, dove?”
there’s no judgement in his tone, just a want to understand.
“it’s supposed to drain the puffiness from your face but i’m not sure if it actually works. it feels good though.”
he chuckles and kisses your shoulder, knowing that once the routine had been set there was no real going back from it.
“now, this one is debatable. everyone says sunscreen and then moisturizer but i just go by their thickness.”
remus nods, watching as you apply your vitamin c cream first, then your moisturizer and lastly your sunscreen.
“and that’s it. or well, if i’m putting on makeup that’s the base.” you say and remus smiles, completely enraptured by you.
“what about your lip balm? which one are you gonna use today?”
this is his favourite part. you have a container full of differently flavored lip balms and remus likes having to guess for which flavour you’ve used.
“i’m not gonna tell you rem. close your eyes.” you say and remus does as you ask.
you rifle for the one you want and apply it before standing directly in front of remus.
“good morning, remmy.” you whisper before kissing him.
remus hums against your lips before pulling away, “caramel.”
Eddie’s Notes (eddie munson x fem!reader one-shot)
summary: Eddie’s a friend you trust… you trust him enough to have your first time with him… and your second.
tropes: virgin!eddie, virgin!reader, friends to lovers, bad at sex eddie but eager to learn (eventually) warnings: 18+! mature language, pet names (baby, pretty/sweet girl), smut, p in v sex, mentions of reader’s period, oral (f receiving), virginity loss a/n: a lot of people write eddie as being good in bed (myself included) but I thought it’d be fun to dive into a realm of him being not good (but he is a cutey little dedicated sweetheart once he gets his act together). reblogs and comments are appreciated profusely <3 wc: 10.4k+
“Do you want to do something else?” You ask over the top of Eddie’s copy of The Hobbit.
“Not really anything else to do.” Eddie replies, from the other end of his bed, only sparing you a short glance before going back to his guitar.
You’ve been thinking about it for a while and you trust Eddie, you really do.
Saving yourself for marriage is not in the question. Saving yourself for the love of your life doesn’t seem probable. So someone you trust is the best case scenario. And you really trust Eddie.
Byers Brews!!!!! My babies!!! I can just imagine the first time you walk into BB, Steve thinks you’re the prettiest girl and definitely did not step on Robin’s foot to stop her from getting to the register first 👀
That was Steve’s first thought when he emerged from the kitchen and laid eyes on you for the first time. Your soft smile, not a hint of annoyance on your kind face despite the fact that you were clearly waiting to be served whilst his coworker Robin was too occupied by the paperback in her hands to notice you, had his heart racing. When you turned your attention to him and your smile widened in a way that made the corners of your eyes crinkle adorably, he thought he might actually melt into a puddle right there on the laminate floor.
“Hi,” you said, your tone laced with amusement, and all he could think was that it was so unfair that even your voice was pretty.
Before he could get his brain in gear to reply, Robin had looked up from her book at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. The girl’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of a customer.
“Oh shit!” she exclaimed, scrambling to reach for her bookmark and toss the book aside, “I didn’t even see you there! Give me one sec-”
Steve practically tackled her out of the way to beat her to the counter. He could see you biting your lip in amusement and he prayed that wasn’t bright red.
“I’ve got this, Robin.”
“But you’re still on your lunch-”
“Not hungry anymore,” he interrupted quickly, turning back to you and smiling, “What can I get you?”
Barbie (2023) really had Barbie say “hey. I know the reason you hurt me is because I hurt you. I’m sorry I hurt you, because you didn’t deserve that. I know you are a better person than this, and you are fully capable of being that person. I can’t change the past, and I don’t think we can be in each other’s lives anymore without hurting each other, but i am sorry and I want you to be happy. I want you to find your identity and love yourself and live.” and then she realizes she’s also talking about herself.
she’s saying “I deserve to live. We both deserve to live.” it is one of the kindest things I have ever seen done to someone and to themselves in any piece of media ever
Imagine you and Eddie aren’t like official but just fuck around allot and you’ve stolen one of his shirts. One night you fuck around with some other guy before going to a corroded coffin gig and when you go up to hug Eddie he can smell the different guy on his shirt and he gets so jealous 😮💨 I live for jealous Eddie
Authors Note : This was so fun to make! There’s no warnings it’s just a cute insight to what I think modern Eddie and some of the other Stranger Things gang would be like on IG. Enjoy 🤍
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