Heya! I Saw Your Post About Requests So Can I Have Like A Regulus X Reader? Maybe Regulus And Reader

heya! I saw your post about requests so can i have like a Regulus x reader? Maybe Regulus and reader went to the cave together? (died or survived? idm) ty! love your works

A/n: Dear Lord I need to get my act together w my writing. I'm so sorry to the people who have requested and not got theirs for like- months. Hope you enjoy! Sorry I decided you were a hufflepuff bc lets be real, if Reg lived, he would've married a puff. As always constructive criticism welcome, but pls polite 💖🥰

Call Her Mistress

You stood in the dark of the cave glaring at the liquid in front of you. When Kreacher told Regulus of what Voldemort had done, his Master decided to find the locket and he begged you to stay behind.

So naturally, you wrapped your arms around him and told him there was no way in hell.

A soft, cold hand made its way into yours and squeezed. You looked up at the man next to you.

"You have to drink it?" You asked him, voice a lot shakier than you intended.

Regulus' hand squeezed yours again and his eyes flashed.

"Yes, darling."

"And I just have to... to what? Stand here? Watch you?" Regulus let out a resigned sigh as he listened to your worries.

"Yes, darling. Kreacher will force the drink down my throat if he needs, just as he has been ordered. And if I don't make it-"

"You'll make it!" You cut him off with a yelp. He winced at the pain in your voice.

"If I don't make it, you and Kreacher take the locket and destroy it. Kreacher is also under orders to protect you." He says slowly.

His voice is low and it's almost as is he has given up already.

You pull him close and rest your free hand on his cheek. His light grey eyes glisten with tears, yet they're still the most beautiful things you've ever seen.

His silken, black hair tickles your hand as it moves against your hard brrathing and you close your eyes for just a moment, relishing the feeling of his cheek against your palm. The feeling of your hand in his.

"You. Will. Make it." You stated defiantly and brushed your lips against his ever so lightly.

When you pulled away, Regulus chased your lips for a real kiss and you pressed a finger to his lips.

"You'll get more when we get out of here."

"Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?" He asked with a small glint of amusement in his eyes.

"Is it working?" You asked, biting your lip and he let out a humourless chuckle.

"I love you Y/n."

"I love you too Regulus."

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Only a few days ago were you sitting in a library with your love, giggling as he placed kisses all over your face. Now you held him still as he screamed and thrashed while Kreacher tried to pour the horrid substance into his mouth.

Well, you held him as still as you could.

Even weakened this way, Regulus was much stronger than you and his body was currently pumping him full of adrenaline.

"Come on Reg just a little bit more. Please Reggie for me, just a little bit more I promise. Kreacher, how many more mouthfuls?" You stroked Regulus' hair with one hand as the other held his mouth open.

"About two M-" He stopped when he realised he didn't know how to adress you.

"Two more, my love. Two more mouthfuls, please..." You begged him as he pleaded with you and the house elf to let him free.

Your heart broke every time a strained plea left his mouth. His cheeks were wet with tears and your eyes blurred with your own.

Horrible thoughts raced through your mind as his screams echoed about the cave. You must be a monster to put the love of your life through this. You should've done it yourself.

Next time you go after a horcrux, it's you who goes through the pain.

You and Kreacher coaxed the last drop into his mouth and then you let him go.

"W-water..." He mumbled and you nodded.

"Yes sweetheart. Kreacher you stay with him, I'll get him water." You ordered and pressed a kiss to Regulus' head before you ran off.

His hair was stuck to his face with sweat and you could've cried with how greatful you were.

Regulus leaned forward and muttered some words to his house elf. Kreacher looked unsure, but a weak, yet stern glare from his Master seemed to convince him.

"M-Mistress no!" Kreacher yelled, stumbling over the first word, unused to calling you, a hufflepuff of all things, Mistress.

But it was his Master's orders.

You stopped still at Kreachers yell, standing only feet away from the water.

"Mistress musn't go any further. Do not call attention to the Inferi!" Kreacher warned and as you began to back up, a sickly hand popped out of the water and landed on the stone in front of you.

"Shit!" You shrieked and scrambled back up to where Regulus lay.

"Kreacher can you apparate us out of here?" You asked before conjuring some water directly into Regulus' mouth.

He spluttered and choked for a moment beacuse of how he was laying, but soon swallowed the water and begged for more.

"I may be able to, but there are many defenses in this cave Mistress. It may take Kreacher a while." He answered as you pulled Regulus' head up onto your lap to get him into a better position for drinking.

"That's okay, do whatever you can just please get him out of here." Hundreds of Inferi were crawling up from the water at a swift pace.

Your heart was beating out of your chest and your throat tightened in fear, you didn't want to die.

And more than that, you didn't want Regulus to die.

"I'm under my Master's orders to keep you alive." Kreacher pointed oif while scrunching his face up, digging around his magic to gather the strength to apparate the three of them out of there.

"Yeah well you call me Mistress, which means I can give you orders too. And I order you to save him at any cost." You cried out trying to stifle your sobs in favour of keeping Regulus calm.

"W-water..." He rasped again and you complied.

"Yes dear, water. Stay alive and you can have all the water you want I promise you." You pushed his hair out of his eyes and gave him more water.

Your fear and panic was rising and making it harder for you to cast spells.

"Kreacher hurry!" You yelled out as you felt a disgusting, bony hand wrap around your ankle and begin to drag towards the water.

"Y-Y/n!" Regulus' head had gathered itself together enough for him to realise you were in danger.

"Master Regulus must stay calm." Kreacher told him and Regulus panicked as your body was pulled from underneath him.

"Kreacher save her!" Regulus screamed as he began to sit up, crawling towards the Inferi.

"Stay away from the Inferi Master Regulus!" Was the last thing you heard before you head hit a jagged piece of stone and the world around you faded from existence.

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"Y/n... love?" A small voice echoed through your head. You knew that voice.

Did this mean you had both died?

"Sweetheart... please... please wake up..." The voice you loved more than anyone elses sounded through your head again.

His voice was strained and tired and it pulled at your heart.

Your eyes slowly blinked open to see a blurry figure above you.

"Y/n! You're alive!" He rejoiced and you blinked slowly.

"I am?" You muttered as you began to sit up. Pain racked through your body and your head pounded.

"Doesn't feel like it." You groaned, but nevertheless stayed sitting up.

You looked around the room and found yourself on the ground of the small apartment you shared with Regulus since the beginning of your seventh year at Hogwarts.

Regulus still looked like death, but here he was kneeling over you.

"W- how?" You asked and Regulus let out a breathless laugh.

"The Inferi got you, I crawled after you and Kreacher crawled after us. He apparated us out of there. He's fine. He's drawing us a bath now, then he'll be returning back to my parents house."

You looked at him with wonder. How lucky could you have been to not only have landed a man like him, but go through that and both of you come out alive.

"You're a bloody idiot Regulus Black." You laughed and surged forward to kiss him.

After a few moments of sinking into the comforting feeling of your lips on his he pulled away.

"One more thing."

"But I promised you those kisses if we survived. What, now you don't want one?" You giggled, but his eyes had turned serious - filled with love - but serious.

"I told Kreacher to call you Mistress because... I was hoping you would be." He admitted solemnly and you raised a brow at him.

"Y/n please, please, pretty please marry me?"

You are not useless and you shouldn’t be sorry for taking time for your school and mental health.

Take me for example, I used to write stuff 24/7 but then I went through a nasty bought of depression and stopped. I mean, yeah, I felt like shit at first for not posting any more stories but I’m taking time for my mental health so it’s all good. I reblog stuff and post when I want to, it’s nothing to be sorry about.

So if you want to take twelve months off for yourself then gO AHEAD AND DO IT MAN CAUSE YOU DESERVE IT

(this is the conclusion of my rant)

Thankyou, sweetheart,,,you just made my day❤❤ and this goes for every unmotivated writer out there as well 💕💞

this is all i can think about. andrew's spidey getting to save her would complete me

WHAT IF, WHAT IF that moment where MJ is falling she's saved by another spider-man and it's Andrew's

stop it. i love u.

Chapter 12

S1 Episode 11

SUMMARY: Y/N finally figures out what really happened between her parents. The boys talk her into going to the dance in order to save Allison.

TW: none tbh

WORD COUNT: 7,774 

“Hey!” Stiles smiled as he entered your room. He paused as he was slipping of his shoes when he saw you pressed against your door. “… Why is your ear against your-”

“SHHH!” You waved your arm dramatically before pressing against the door again. “My parents are in the hallway talking.”

“You know, maybe you shouldn’t be listening in on that,” He spoke in a hushed tone before seeing your sarcastic look. “What?! It’s private.”

“Right. But it’s different when you listen in on your dad’s phone calls or that police radio? Oh and how about stealing Lydia’s phone? And getting your dad drunk to-”

“Okay! Fine, what are they saying anyway?” He huffed before throwing his shoes next to your bed and walking over and pressing his ear against the door too. It was mostly a bunch of muffled, inaudible speech with the occasional clear sentence here and there. “Therapy?” His eyes lit up, as he looked over at you.

“I heard Teresa,” You furrowed your brows. His smile quickly dropped into a sarcastic frown.

“Y/N, do your parents know anyone named Teresa?” He hissed.

“I don’t know! Maybe she’s another mistress!” You defended. “Shh! I’m trying to listen!”

“You shush! I’m better at this and I’m trying to focus,” He argued, making you smile at the playful banter. You both stayed silent for a little while longer before their footsteps approached slightly, making the conversation easier to listen to.

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Hiii i’m so glad you’re writing for ACOTAR 🥺can you write something for cass & azriel when they first find their mates ? 👉🏻👈🏻

A/n: Hi! I'm so sorry this took so bloody long, I've honestly had zero motivation to write. But here I am! Constructive criticism welcome, please be polite! Enjoy ❤

Cassian

+ So when he first meets his mate he doesn't know they're his mate

+ They know immeadiately, but keep it to themself in favour of not making a fool of themself

+ Cassian is still hung up on Nesta, but builds a closer relationship with his mate

+ When he realised he was angry

+ He really thought that it was Nesta, he invested so much in her, he loved her

+ But then he was angry for a whole different reason

+ "Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't want to upset you. I didn't want you to upset me."

+ "We lost so much time."

+ He wants to make up for everything

+ "You know I love you right?" "Its only the fiftieth time you've said it this hour."

+ The baby feels constantly guilty for loving Nesta while his mate just sat aside and let him

+ Constant. Hugs.

+ Cuddles on Feyre's couch

+ "Cass I don't know if I trust Rhys and Feyre enough to wanna be on this couch."

+ So he wraps his wings around them and lets his mate lay on his wings

+ "You okay Cass? You keep shuddering." "They're sensitive okay?"

+ Shifting a lot on his wings to make him squirm

+ *Growl* "What's wrong, love?" *Growl*

+ Nesta doesn't like his mate, she lowkey misses the attention

+ "Well maybe you shouldn't have taken him for granted when you had him!"

+ Cassian catches them fighting

+ His money was in his mate- but they were going to crush Nesta

+ Takes them away from Nesta and runs them a bath

+ "Relax, sweetheart." And gives them a neck massage

+ Sponge washes his mate in the bath then olays with their hair as they lay there

+ They fall asleep and he wants to leave them there bc they're so gorgeous

+ But he knows he has to get them dry

+ So he delicately carries them out of the bath and places them on a spread out towel on the bed

+ Respectfully towel dries his mate and slips one of his sleep shirts over their torso

+ Cuddles and forehead kisses for days

+ He asked to train them

+ They said no. They'd done enough training in their time

+ His mate goes with him to the camps and sometimes offers to train the females

+ The females love them. They are a great teacher and command respect where they stand

+ Our baby Cassian is in awe

+ How could he ever have gotten so lucky?

Azriel

+ They both know the moment they meet

+ They're both too pussy to say something

+ "So Az, any interesting connections lately?" "Well there is this one guy I got on the inside of..."

+ He goes on and on and his mate just smiles stupidly

+ "Oh."

+ Sweet kiss on his cheek from his mate

+ "I love you." It just slipped out, but the way his mates eyes lit up made him forget any regret

+ His mate nudges him with a chuckle and invites him to their apartment.

+ "I can make us some *favourite meal*"

+ "Are you sure? You know that-" "I know what it means, Az."

+ Special Azzy grins reserved especially for his mate

+ When they kiss or hug, in public or in private, Az always wraps his wings around his mate. Always.

+ Waking up in the morning like: "Az it's too bright." *Wings up* *Pulls into chest* "I got you baby."

+ Introducing them to the Inner Circle

+ Mor loves them. Feyre is so happy for Az.

+ Rhys and Cassian flirting with them on purpose to get Az all worked up

+ Amren thinks they're too nice, but after getting to know them realises that they are very funny

+ And the perfect match for Azriel

+ Feyre invites them to Solstice celebrations before they've even stepped in the door

+ "Why don't you guys stay the night?" "No."

+ That earns him a slap to the chest

+ "Thanks Feyre, but its alright."

+ Then going home to their new home together that they haven't told anyone about yet

+ Azriel's shadows love his mate as much as he does

+ They wrap around them when they are close

+ When they are in the same room, but apart, the shadows literally try and reach out for them

+ They notice and walk over to Az, wrapping arms around his neck

+ "My Shadowsinger." "My Mate."

LITERALLY

i found and lost a fratboy! stiles fic it was a sad day when i couldnt reread tbh

I feel like your type is 100% himbo. But I could also see you with a himbo/bad boy kind of guy.

i’m a sucker for frat boys, chaotic himbos and leo men even tho they’re literally the worst. but i’ve always found “bad boys” rly attractive but they scare me LMFAO