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Pls give me some thots on td&c eds giving reader head plssssss I beg of you š„ŗš„ŗš¤
Hi bby! š©µ I'd love to šļøš¦āā¬
I honestly think td&tc!Eddie considers going down on Dove to be his favorite thing to do because he just loves how close he feels to her doing it. It's such an immersive experience burying himself between her legs: her thighs twitching against his cheeks, his nose tucked into the tufted hair on her mound as he sucks on her clit, the hot velvet slick of her lips against his tongue, the earthen tang of her in his nose... In every sense, he's surrounded by her. If Eddie had his way, he'd spend all his days lounging outside with his girl-- finding new places to explore beyond the edges of town, climbing trees and skipping rocks, playing with her hair as it's tousled by the wind. Chattin' with her and teasing her so she gets mad and wrinkles her nose at him the way he likes so much. And once he really gets her going, sees her all worked up near ready to kick him in the shin, he presses her down to the ground and eats her pussy 'til she's bucking and clawing at him for quite another reason.
Sometimes, when Wayne's been working him hard and gotten him tired and sore, he'll wanna spend dozens of minutes between her thighs. He'll sprawl out in the grass in a lazy haze, nosing around and lapping up her sweetness, and she'll let him, scratching the curls behind his ears and running her palms over his tight shoulders so he can relax. Maybe sometimes he even falls asleep like that - face down in her lap, lanky limbs lax and boneless, his suspenders hanging loose around his waist and his fly undone 'cause Dove took him in her hand and made him spill as a thank you for what he did to her with his tongue.
check out turtle dove & the crow, a 1940s farm!au, here!
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Love the new theme Bluey, it's so pretty and colourful and super cute :) Also love the naughty nights idea. Is it going to be a weekly thing? and can we still send stuff in for yesterday's one?
Thank you my lovey! š©µš Yes, I'm aiming for it to be a once a week thing, most likely on Sunday nights so I can respond to the asks throughout the week.
& Since I posted pretty late last night, I'll take them through the end of today this time! Feel free to send in your ideas, anon or not š„°
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this one goes out to all you sickos on tumblr at 10 am on a monday
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Imagine asking Eddie hitting it from behind and you surprise him by begging to put it in your ass for the first time. Man barely makes it without immediately busting.
a little twist to your prompt! I had a sudden vision š
When you arrive on set, your stomach's a little twisted up with nerves - quite outside the norm for you, as you've been performing in these productions for a while now, and the thought of getting naked and fucking in front of a room full of personnel no longer phases you. But you've agreed to do an anal scene for the first time, and now you're a bit nervous for it. At least, you're nervous until you get close enough to see your costar - with his robe hanging low off one pale tatted shoulder, dark hair left to fall wild around his shoulders, his brown eyes cocoa-warm when they meet yours and he offers you a little wave in greeting.
Eddie.
You're glad it's him. He's funny and charismatic, and he never takes himself too seriously, which is refreshing compared to most actors in this industry. During scenes, he's flexible and responsive, always adapting quickly if you deviate off script a bit, and he seems to even enjoy it when you do. Likes it unpredictable, he says. Plus, he's vocal - and you like that. It genuinely turns you on, which makes the whole thing easier. Less of a performance that way.
After greeting Eddie with a bright smile, you're whisked away by your team. They get you prepped with makeup and hair and lube to ease your way later, and your nerves only come back just a smidge once you follow Eddie onto set and you both drop your robes, leaving you with nothing else to do but get in position and let the cameras start rolling.
"Hey." You turn at the sound of Eddie's gentle voice, pausing when you feel his fingertips clasp your elbow in a light hold. You thought you'd been masking you feelings well, but when you look up at him, his pouty lips are pulled into a soft, crooked smile. "Don't stress it, alright? I'll take care of you."
It's kind of him to offer reassurance, but that look in his eyes and that touch at your elbow and those words... It hits you more than just 'kind' should. I'll take care of you, and there's a flutter behind your ribcage, an omen of sweet, seductive danger, because he's your co-worker and that's why he's fucking you and you can't afford to feel some type of way about it.
But when he has you on all fours, folded up with your ass arched out, bouncing on the recoil as he hits it from the back... Shit. You know the transition is coming soon cause you've hit all the beats leading up to it already, and with how fuckin' wet he's made sure to get you, you're more than ready for him. You peek back at Eddie with your cheek pressed to the couch cushion, your breath huffing in little high-pitched whines as his hips clap against your cheeks and your pussy sucks him in on every thrust.
"Fuck, baby, feels so good," you simper, not entirely acting. And Eddie's supposed to reply with something like, 'Yeah, you like that? What if I put it in your ass?' But you don't give him the chance. Sweet and needy, breathily begging, you look up at him and continue, "Please, oh, please fuck my ass--"
"Fuuuuuuck," Eddie groans, and it sounds somehow both surprised and rehearsed at the same time, like maybe it started as a genuine reaction and he'd made a conscious effort to temper it back. But you've performed with him enough to know that new pinch in his brow means something's different this time. You can see it in his eyes too when you double down, whining out how much you need his big cock in your tight little asshole...
I'll take care of you. When Eddie pulls out, sinking into you in one smooth stroke, stretching you so abruptly full, making your eyes roll back at how fucking good it feels -- well, you fall just a little bit in love with him.
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Woke up to find a FUCKING WASP crawling on my hand. I gasped and somehow managed to stay still, and it crawled onto my pillow. So I go out to the kitchen to get a plastic cup and paper plate to trap it. Come back, no wasp on pillow. I look all around my bed, and there's nothing. Now thinking maybe I'm just actually losing my mind and I hallucinated it, so I go back to bed.
10 minutes later I feel a tickle on my hand again. It's the fucking real-ass non-hallucination wasp. Can't get it to go in the cup from my hand (it just walks all over my fingers when I try) so I put my hand down on the bed and it happily crawls off onto the fitted sheet.
Okay.
So now I've got a wasp trapped in a plastic cup against my bed, and it's angrily buzzing, and Mr. Bluey won't answer the phone to help me so I'm trapped here just the same as the wasp, pressing the cup down as my wrist goes numb.
How's your morning going?
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damn I got really caught up with that first one š
I'll keep answering your naughty asks tomorrow, y'all! it's my bedtime š©µ
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eddie frequents the curtained adult area of family video and steve always complains that he knows far too much about munsons kinks.
curiosity overwhelms you so you go over to smoke with him and lightly tease him about it. he shows you a super hot porno full off butt stuff on the woman AND the man.
this was fun to explore! cw: butt stuff, mutual masturbation, unedited.
You fancy yourself to be pretty sexually liberal - it doesn't phase you to talk about dirty stuff with friends, including their personal escapades. So when you hear Steve grumbling about all the dirty videos Eddie checks out, you know you're gonna tease him about it next time you see him. You don't really expect him to narrow his eyes and challenge you back by offering to pop in the one he just rented, but hey, why not? You shrug and say sure, not even bothering to ask what it's about, which Eddie seems amused by when he plops back down beside you on the couch, closer than he normally would be if he wasn't high. The film is typical - a 70s era tint, exaggeratedly sensual music, a ridiculous premise to lead into the fucking. You both giggle at the punny innuendos, muttering little quips back and forth, then finally fall quiet once the film makes its shift, leaning forward with interest. His elbow is hot when it brushes against you as he makes himself comfortable; you pull your legs up cross-legged, and when your knee nudges his thigh, you leave it there.
And that's where you thought it would remain: a smidge of lightly-loaded touching and some new fantasy material to touch yourself to later. What you didn't expect was for the guy to go from the standard 'two in the pink' while he eats her pussy to slipping his middle finger in her ass, pumping it in and out as she moans and fists her hand in his hair. Your clit throbs, and your belly tightens with a tingling heat, and you can't help but steal a glance at Eddie to see whether you're the only one affected. He's got his head tipped back against the couch while he watches the TV with a bloodshot, half-lidded gaze, and it's pulling the cords of his pale neck taut and making his adams apple look so prominent all of a sudden. Why is that erotic? you ask yourself, your eyes snapping back to the television when his chin nudges toward you like he's sensed you're looking at him.
"Uh--" You hear him clear his throat, just the tiniest bit hesitant, and you look back at him again. "How would you feel if, like..." Eddie wags his head slowly as if he's trying to find the words, though clearly he gives up going for subtlety when he finally finishes, "I jacked off right now?"
The thought makes your clit positively ache, but you play it cool, shrugging again as you tell him, "Sure."
The next moment he's fumbling eagerly with his belt like maybe he'd been feeling as needy as you are. You try not to look when he pulls himself out, but between the guy on screen burying himself between her legs and the constant moaning, you really can't help yourself. Eddie's cock is real ruddy at the tip, so much redder than his hand when it disappears into his fist, and the way he flicks his wrist with such practiced ease makes you think about how many times he's likely sat on this couch touching himself like this until he cums all over his twitching abdomen. God, that's fucking hot to imagine.
And it wouldn't be weird for you to touch yourself too, right? Like, obviously, Eddie wouldn't care. And it's no big deal, really, touching yourself next to your friend, especially when you're already watching porn together. So you shove your hand down your pants, sighing quietly as you swipe the tips of your fingers over your clit, letting that tingle center and build there.
So there you are, sitting next to Eddie while you both watch this porno, pretending you're not listening to the tiny sounds of each others' pleasure and sneaking quick glances at your arms moving rhythmically over your own laps. It's already more than you would've expected when you came over thinking about teasing him. And you haven't even gotten to the good part yet: when the guy on screen turns over, spreading his legs so the girl can run her hands up the back of his thighs and nestle close to lick his ass.
Cause then you start thinking about something you never would've ever fuckin' thought you'd think of before. Namely, what it'd be like to see Eddie like that - on his knees, moaning for you while you lick his ass.
Fuck.
You glance to the side again and catch Eddie's wide brown eyes. He's looking at you too, and with the way he's biting his lip through a crooked grin, you're about to say 'fuck it' and ask if you can do it here and now, damn the implications to hell.
Sexually liberal, indeed.
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I'm in the mood to try something new š
Send me your naughty Eddie thoughts on or off anon. I'll be hangin' around to answer them!
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I'm in the mood to try something new š
Send me your naughty Eddie thoughts on or off anon. I'll be hangin' around to answer them!
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Telling campfire stories but Steve only talks about their past adventures because he wants Eddie to know about them too
I love all the camp counselor AUs especially the one from @mardyart so I wanted to contribute something š„ļæ½ļ潚
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ik ik people are allowed to have their own interpretations of characters, but making wayne into a bad person that eddie should be cautious and afraid of just doesnt sit right with me at all. that man and that trailer is his safe space and you're just gonna take it away like that??????
#this makes me sad#not only is it clearly against canon#its just heartbreaking to think that eddie would go from al#who was at best a negative influence on his life#to another man who still doesnt treat him right??#eddie deserves better than that
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i donāt think yaāll understand how much i need this photo of Eddie in HD
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Hopperās talking to her, telling her to breathe, but all Nancy can focus on is Robin, dead, in front of her.
She barely registers when Steve stumbles in. Hopperās moving before she processes it, trying to gently escort him out.
Steveās a mess. Wild-eyed, his face streaked with tears, hair unkept.
āI need to say goodbye,ā Steve begs, fighting against Hopperās steady arms. āI needāI need to tell her I love her and that Iām sorry andāand I need to find the fuckers that did thisāā
Steve knows about her āgiftā. He looks directly at her, a plea on his face.
Nancy thinks of Barb, still and silent in her arms.
āLet him stay,ā she croaks.
āWheelerāā Hopper starts. She shakes her head.
āLet him stay.ā
Hopper relents. Steve scrambles over, faltering when he sees Robin.
Nancy understands. Itās not a pretty sight.
At open-casket funerals, the deceased undergoes hours of careful preparation to make them look presentable. To make sure they look as close to how they did in life as possible.
That is not the case here. Robinās skin is a sickly white, freckles stark in contrast. Ugly purple marks cover her throat and neck. Strangulation, from the looks of it. Nancy doesnāt want to imagine it.
Steve strokes Robinās hair, the gentlest Nancy has ever seen him. Fresh tears have started running down his cheeks.
āSteve,ā she starts, equally gentle, because how can she tell him this? How can she describe the sensation of having your whole world stopped, started, and stopped again?
āI know,ā he says, not taking his eyes off Robin. āIām ready.ā
She wants to say, You can never be ready.
Instead, she nods, and taps one finger to Robinās cheek.
The effect is instant. Robin gasps, eyes flying open, one hand automatically going to her throat.
Steve lets out a sob, pressing his forehead to hers. āIām sorry, Iām sorry, Iām so sorry, I shouldāve been there, Iām sorryāā
āDingus,ā Robin rasps, and sheās crying too. Nancy averts her eyes, a pang in her chest.
Hopper must decide to let them have their moment because nearly five minutes pass before he comes over. He asks Robin questions, the standard procedure, and Robin answers shakily, her hand held in Steveās.
Robin didnāt fully see her attacker. It was a man, that much she knows. Sheād managed to flee the initial attack but heād caught up to her when she tried to lose him in the woods. She thinks he was less prepared because of it, but things are hazy. She remembers being pinned down, hands around her throat, and these cold, terrifying eyes. His face had been covered with only his eyes visible.
Hopper takes notes, frowning. Finally, the questioning comes to an end, Robin out of answers. His head slowly swivels to Nancy.
Steveās still clutching Robin. They both look at her with a sad understanding on their faces.
āIāll find him,ā Steve says quietly, resting his forehead against the top of Robinās head. āIāll find whoever did this and Iāll kill him. Iāll kill him.ā
Robin just smiles sadly. She murmurs something too quiet for Nancy to hear, but she doesnāt miss the devastation that flits across Steveās face.
They look at her expectantly, both clearly trying hard not to cry. Theyāre still holding hands.
Nancy canāt do it.
āWheeler,ā Hopper says, low, a warning.
āI canāt,ā Nancy whispers. She knows what will happen if she lets Robin live. The same thing that happened when she couldnāt let Will die again, when she couldnāt let Eddie die again.
The universe rights its wrongs in its own way. If it canāt have its death, it will take another. When sheād brought Will back and kept him alive, a well-loved local, Benny Hammond, had died. When sheād let Eddie live, Jonathan and Willās stepfather Bob had a heart attack out of nowhere. Thereād been seemingly nothing to cause either death.
If she lets Robin live, someone else will die in her place.
The worst part is that Nancy finds she doesnāt care.
She canāt let Steve lose his best friend the way she lost hers. She canāt let this be the end of Robinās life.
Kind, funny Robin, who has always been so full of life, so loved by everyone around her. Nancyās never gotten the chance to really get to know her, but sheās always wished she had.
āI canāt,ā she repeats, her voice steadier now. āI wonāt. Itās not fair.ā
āLife isnāt fair.ā Hopperās voice is kind. She doesnāt deserve it.
āI wonāt do it. Steveāā
Steve looks stunned, a hopeful expression dawning on his face. Hopper looks at him and sighs.
āI canāt force you. Butā¦ well, on your own head be it.ā He shakes his head. āIām going back to the station. Youāre causing me a lot of paperwork.ā
As he leaves, Steve turns to her. āThank you. Thank you, thank youāā
āAs far as youāre concerned, Robin survived the attack.ā Nancy keeps her voice steady, avoiding eye contact with both of them. āRobinā¦ā
Robinās eyes are on her. Curious, focused, like theyāre studying her. Nancy swallows hard.
āRobin, you should avoid going anywhere alone for a while. If your attacker thinks you could identify him heāll try and finish the job. I wonāt be able to do this twice.ā
Robin gives a short nod. āIāll lay low for a while.ā
Her voice is soft, raspy. Steve, maybe afraid Nancy might suddenly change her mind, thanks her one last time before helping Robin up and ushering her out.
Nancy watches their retreating backs, a heavy weight in her chest.
In the nicest way possible, she hopes she never sees Robin again.
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Bully Masterlist
Eddie Munson x Plus Size!Fem!OC (written in 2nd POV you/your)
Summary: Third timeās the charm, right?
On his third and final senior year, Eddie is ready to coast as far under the radar as everyone will allow. Between finding a new leader for Hellfire, keeping his grades just above water and maybe finally getting a date with his longtime crush Chrissy Cunningham, he barely has time to breathe.
To get to his ultimate goal of scoring the Prom Queen heāll need help, and unfortunately that means enlisting you, the bane of his senior year. Both thorns in each other sides, itās only a matter of time before you tear each other to shreds, or maybe find out that you have more in common than you thought.
Series Notes: This is a pretty low stakes story. Typical high school drama, enemies to friends to lovers. I donāt do non happy endings, but I do love putting my boy through the wringer.
Series Warnings (will be regularly updated as new chapters are posted): Substance abuse, absent parents, incarcerated parents, drug and alcohol use, smoking, language, sex in all its iterations (either discussed or depicted), era appropriate insults.
August- In the Garden of Wonder and Worry TBA
September- The Morning Star Is a Teen Girl
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just scribblin' some stuff down for this tonight š©µ
(beware, butthole stuff ahead!)
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just scribblin' some stuff down for this tonight š©µ
(beware, butthole stuff ahead!)
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