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#Fucking love that song
smashlovesscream · 24 days
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watching american pie right now for the first time ever and flagpole sitta is playing and i cant stop thinking about the scream’d scene with stu and this song
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What if I exploded on their face
BUT AHHHH DKSNALKSKSNS MAN THAT SOMG ANDN I DIDNT KNOW THE SCREAMD MUSICAL HAD THAY SONG AHHHH THATS AMAZING
I’ve never seen American pie but before I die I probably will!!
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matchingbatbites · 8 months
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sit and stay (like the good dogs do)
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This is my very belated birthday gift for @steves-strapcollection that I'm finally getting around to posting! Gerry, you're such a delight and I'm eternally grateful for your patience! <3
CW: Dom bottom transmasc Steve, sub top werewolf Eddie, muzzle kink, 'puppy' as a term of affection; full warnings over on Ao3
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The mug of coffee is warm in Steve's hands, helping to ward off the crisp chill of the morning as he sits on the patio steps and waits for Eddie to get back from his run. The sun hasn't even risen yet, the sky around is still mostly dark aside from the gentle light of the slowly-setting full moon. 
Eddie should be back any minute now; he always comes back before dawn, always manages to find his way home before the first rays of sunlight pierce through the trees and wake the world. Steve doesn’t mind these early mornings, has found comfort in seeing Eddie off the night before as the moon rises, and enjoys waking in time to welcome him home, to help him wind down in the aftermath.
Branches snapping nearby alert Steve to Eddie's presence just as he comes stumbling through the tree line, and the human can tell even from this distance that he's still buzzing with residual energy. It happens sometimes, where the need to run and hunt doesn't get fully expelled during Eddie's full moon outings. Steve has come to love those days, where he can take those excess instincts and spin them into something they can both enjoy.
His boyfriend is still pretty wolfed out, caught somewhere between canine and human as the moon continues to linger above them, and Steve sets his cup on the ground to stand as Eddie approaches. He lifts his hands and smiles when Eddie pushes his face into them, the elongated snout definitely on the more dog side of the transformation as it snuffles into Steve's palms affectionately.
The cold nose can’t quite reach skin thanks to the muzzle strapped around his face, keeping sharp teeth away from anywhere they shouldn’t be, but if the lycan is upset by the lack of contact, he doesn’t show it.
"Hi, puppy love. Have a good run?"
Eddie gives a bright bark, and Steve can hear the swishing of his tail behind him as he presses closer to Steve’s hands. The human chuckles softly and slips his fingers through the metal grate of the muzzle, giving it a gentle wiggle to test the hold it has on his boyfriend’s face.
The gear had been Steve's idea. When they'd started talking about bringing Eddie's more monstrous side into the bedroom, the older boy had been more worried about hurting Steve than anything else - something to be expected from Steve’s absolute sweetheart of a lover. He knows from experience that a single bite is all it would take to change Steve's life, to take him from human into something other, and while Steve's isn't one hundred percent against the idea, he knows that turning him in the heat of the moment - without explicit consent - is Eddie’s deepest fear. 
So Steve had suggested a muzzle. Something to keep his teeth away from Steve's skin, to eliminate the possibility of something happening. He’d been surprised when Eddie hadn't just agreed, he'd seemed almost excited by the idea. 
They'd had it custom made, taken the measurements and sent them in to the artisan, and when all was said and done they had a solid, beautifully crafted muzzle. The strap is a buttery, brown leather that wraps around Eddie’s head to buckle in the back, and his snout sits perfectly in the cage of it, leaving him just enough room to breathe and bark freely. 
It's become part of their monthly ritual. Steve puts the muzzle on Eddie before he leaves for the night, and if he wants to play when he gets back, he has to leave it on all night, has to show Steve that he can be good and listen. And god, isn’t that a fucking thought? 
The fact that Eddie could kill him, could tear him apart with claws and teeth and leave him strewn about in pieces, but doesn’t? The fact that he instead bows his head to Steve and allows himself to be muzzled like some common mutt? That he would probably roll over and beg if Steve asked him to, Jesus, it’s a fucking headrush every single time.
(It isn’t all about their game though, if Steve is being honest. He knows that Eddie is good at controlling his urges, but some full moons are rougher than others, and the reassurance that Eddie isn't out there somewhere hurting someone makes it easier to sleep while his boyfriend is gone.)
“I’m happy to see you kept your muzzle on, Eddie. That’s my good boy, making sure you didn’t hurt anyone and coming back safe to me.”
Eddie huffs and pushes past the hands to burrow his face into Steve's neck, breathing in the scent of him before letting out a low, pleased rumble. Steve winces slightly as the metal cage digs into his skin, but smiles and slides his hands up to scratch at the base of Eddie’s ears, loving the thick shag of fur he grows when he’s like this. They stand there for just a moment before Eddie is grabbing Steve’s waist and rocking forward, and- 
Oh, hello. 
Something hot and heavy ruts against his lower stomach, and Steve doesn’t have to look down to know that Eddie’s hard.
“Oh, baby. Are you still excited from your night out?”
The lycan whines softly and Steve feels a bit of wetness on his neck where Eddie licks the muzzle cage, trying to taste Steve’s skin and barely succeeding. He can just make out the rough “Steve, mate,” that Eddie manages to get out - an accomplishment, since this form isn’t really made for talking - and offers a gentle coo in response.
“I know, puppy. You wanna fuck me, yeah? Wanna get out the last of your energy so you can sleep?” Another low whine and Steve presses a kiss to his boyfriend’s furred head. “Alright, let's get upstairs, to the den.”
A gentle tug helps Steve lead Eddie inside and upstairs to their bed, their den, so they can work off the rest of Eddie's energy. The older boy doesn’t always want this; sometimes he returns home already closer to human, lets Steve free him from the muzzle before they tumble into bed and go to sleep almost instantly. Those times are still nice, and Steve will lay awake as Eddie changes back with the sunrise, will feel the slow shift of muscle and bone under skin until he falls back asleep. 
It feels almost selfish to say that he prefers these mornings. 
Steve peels off his clothes once they reach the room - he’s learned his lesson about Eddie and the claws he has in this form - and moves to sit on the edge of the bed. His boyfriend is watching so patiently from where he stands by the door, waiting for Steve to call him over like the good boy he is, even more eager to please when he’s like this.
“Come here, puppy love,” Steve says and holds out his hands, grinning when he sees Eddie's tail wag briefly as he scrambles over to join him. He places one hand on Eddie's furry hip, tugging him even closer as his other hand moves to palm Eddie's cock without preamble. It's so fucking big like this, in both length and girth, and Steve loves it every single time. He loves the extra stretch it gives him, how fucking heavy it feels in his hands, in his mouth.
He looks up at Eddie through his lashes as he strokes his cock, his grip tight but slow as he moves from the base to the head over and over, practically milking the precum from him. It dribbles over his hand, slicking the way as he speeds up a bit, as he digs his thumb under the crown and earns a low groan from his boyfriend. Eddie is already panting in the muzzle, his clawed fingers twitch at his sides with the urge to touch, to grab, but they make no move to actually do so.
God, Steve is never going to get over how well behaved his puppy is, how well trained. He leans forward to lick over the head of his dick, getting a taste of the salt and musk before taking it into his mouth, slowly sinking onto it as his hand tightens around the rest. 
Eddie’s low grunts and groans are encouraging as Steve takes in as much as he can - nowhere near what he can usually fit in his mouth - and the heft of it has him moaning low. It’s always harder to blow Eddie like this, his mouth stretches wide around hot skin and he can’t really suck on it, only bob his head in the imitation of a face fucking.
It’s still so, so good, and when he moans Eddie’s hips jerk, sending his dick practically into Steve’s throat. The human takes it, his eyes roll back a bit as he pushes in, choking himself on it for a moment just to hear Eddie whine and whimper from how it feels.
The lycan gives a soft yelp, a wordless warning that has Steve pulling away with a gasp and a final, sloppy kiss to the wet head. “Shit, baby. Fucking love your fat cock. Want you to fuck me with it, stuff me full, yeah?”
Eddie whines again, soft and needy, and Steve grins. He turns over onto his hands and knees, and reaches back to grab the base of the plug he'd put in earlier. 
As much as he wants Eddie's literal monster cock in his pussy, the couple of times they've tried had just been more painful than pleasurable. They've dipped into some ass play before - with Eddie more than Steve, but still, same process - and when they’d tried it that first time with Eddie splitting Steve’s ass open on his cock, that had been their golden fucking ticket. 
It’s all part of his full moon morning routine now. Steve wakes up earlier than usual so he has enough time to stretch himself open on his fingers before putting in their biggest plug, letting himself adjust slowly so he can be ready for this moment.
Large hands grab his hips and tug, and Steve huffs a laugh, dropping the toy before reaching over to the nightstand for the lube. “Hold on, baby, need to add more lube first. Gotta make sure I'm ready for you, yeah?”
Eddie just growls and ruts against Steve's ass, sliding his burning, searing hot dick along the crack and pushing Steve forward with the momentum of it. Now, normally Steve loves the enthusiasm, loves how eager Eddie gets for him, but he literally just told Eddie to wait, and the older boy knows how Steve hates to be disobeyed. 
Steve holds the lube in one hand and twists his upper half so he can reach back to grab the cage of Eddie's muzzle and pull, bringing Eddie's face closer to his own. 
“What did I just say?” he asks, words clipped and firm, and the lycan whines at the tone. “Only good boys get to fuck their mates, Eddie, and you're not being the best boy right now.”
The words seem to hit home with Eddie’s canine instincts, and his ears drop in supplication as he gives a low whimper. The sound tugs on Steve’s heartstrings, and he knows that Eddie isn't trying to be bad. He can’t help the way his instincts get the better of him sometimes, how easily they can slip out of his control, so Steve decides to let it slide.
“It's okay, puppy. You're just that eager for me, yeah?” Eddie's tongue shoots out of his mouth and licks over Steve's fingers where they're hooked in the metal cage, a silent apology. ”I know. You can make it up to me later, baby.” Steve releases the muzzle and moves the hand up to scratch over Eddie's cheek briefly, a silent reassurance before he turns back to the task at hand.
He uncaps the lube and moves the whole bottle to his ass, lines up the hole with his own and squeezes a healthy amount of the artificial slick directly inside of himself - the messier the better, they've found. It's ice cold compared to the heat of his insides, and he shoves three fingers in after it, trying to simultaneously spread it around and warm it up. Eddie's hands twitch where they still hold onto Steve's hips, but he otherwise does nothing, and the human grins. 
“Wish you could eat me out, baby,” he teases, pushing his fingers as deep as they’ll go. “Love the way your fucking tongue feels when you're like this, so long and rough. Wanna feel it in my cunt, licking me so deep.”
The lycan whines and his claws dig into Steve’s skin, not quite breaking the surface but so close to it. The hint of pain makes Steve shudder and jerk, and yeah, that’s enough prep. His fingers are covered in lube when he pulls them out and he barely gets out an “Okay, Eds, come on,” before Eddie is tugging him closer to the edge of the bed. 
Steve drops his chest and shoulders to the bed, presenting himself as Eddie lines up, and then - oh god, oh fuck. The first thrust is delicious, the initial stretch always so fucking good as Eddie bullies his way inside, forcing Steve’s body to adjust to the size of him. It always leaves Steve a bit lightheaded, a little cockdrunk right from the get go.
”Oh shit, baby, so fucking big. Feels so good.” 
Eddie growls, something low and possessive, and barely gives his mate a moment to adjust before he’s pulling out and fucking back into him. The lube makes the glide slick and easy, and the amount of precum leaking from Eddie only adds to it. Steve can feel the excess fluid seeping out of him with every thrust, especially once Eddie really gets going.
It’s so easy to forget what this feels like when you only experience it once a month, so easy to forget how Eddie’s fat cock fills his ass so perfectly, how he rubs against every single pleasure point inside and makes him see stars. Steve is so greedy, though. Always wants more, wants to be completely full, stuffed to the fucking brim until he can’t even move.
Normally he would reach for Eddie’s hand, would shove those nimble guitarist fingers in whatever hole was free, trying to get that full feeling. That’s not a possibility right now, and instead Steve reaches his own hand down between his legs to where he's absolutely dripping, knows that he's probably ruining the bedsheets with how he's leaking onto them. 
He shoves two fingers inside his pussy and he's so fucking turned on that they barely even register, the stretch almost nonexistent compared to the one in his ass. A gasp catches in his throat as he pushes another in alongside the others, needing more more more. It’s so fucking good as he fucks into himself, trying to match the motion with Eddie’s snapping thrusts, and it’s enough to send him careening towards his finish.
“Fuck, Eddie, baby, 'm gonna come!”
It's a quick build up to Steve's first orgasm, Eddie’s cock and his own fingers shoving him higher and higher until he just tips over and crashes into it with a gasping, shaky moan. Eddie fucks him through it and Steve grinds his palm against his dick, barely recovered from the high yet already chasing another. 
Steve can feel himself babbling as he bullies a fourth finger into his pussy, the way easy now with how wet he is. He feels Eddie drop forward, his massive form draping over his back as he fucks into him hard and fast. Clawed hands move from Steve’s hips to his waist, and Steve moans as he’s effectively held in place and used by the hulking figure above him.
Eddie growls, his teeth snap in the muzzle as he pushes the cage of it into Steve's shoulder. The metal digging into him is a cool contrast to the heat radiating from the lycan, and it makes his head spin, the pinch of it only adding to his pleasure. There’s another growl that’s closer to a snarl as Eddie’s thrusts switch to something short and deep, practically rutting into him. Steve can feel the growing knot rubbing against the rim of his ass and he shudders, knowing how close Eddie is to coming and he fucking needs it.
“That’s it, baby, give it to me, make me yours. Want you to stuff me full of your cum until I can fucking taste it, until everyone knows who I belong to.”
Claws finally break the skin of Steve’s waist as Eddie’s motions get rough, and there’s a low, rumbling “Mine,” as he shoves his knot past the ring of muscle. It sends the human flying into another orgasm, has tears streaming down his face as he shakes apart on Eddie’s knot stretching him so, so good. 
Steve hears himself muttering a soft stream of “Please please please please,” as Eddie digs his hips in, grinding his knot deeper and deeper, and Steve can tell when he comes, can feel the hot rush of fluid filling him, stretching him even further. It feels like it goes on forever, Eddie’s hips jerking and rutting into him as he keeps coming, and Steve is twitching from overstimulation when Eddie finally goes still with a soft whine. 
His hand is soaked all the way to his wrist when he pulls it from his cunt, and he groans as he collapses onto the bed, Eddie following him down to keep the knot from pulling at his rim. A bit of wetness hits his skin as Eddie tries to lick Steve through the muzzle, and he brings his clean hand up to pat the metal cage. 
"I'm okay, baby. Just- Don’t move yet, okay?”
Eddie rumbles low in response and relaxes a bit, settling some of his weight onto Steve and pressing them into the bedding as they both come down, and Steve has just enough awareness to reach back and undo the buckle on the muzzle. The lycan shakes his head, flinging it off to land somewhere in the room, and then he’s licking Steve properly, soaking his neck and shoulder for a reason Steve can’t comprehend, but he just lets it happen.
He can feel when the knot goes down, and shudders at the cum that floods from him, soaking both Steve and the bed beneath them. It’s not something to worry about right now, though, not when Eddie is purring happily into his ear, seemingly content. 
Steve must doze off at some point, because he’s woken up by the sound of bones cracking and Eddie groaning, the sun just peeking through the window triggering his shift back. He’s only seen it once, only needed to see it once, and now he just waits for it to be over, waits as Eddie shrinks down again, as the fur sloughs away and disintegrates into nothing, leaving him smooth and human once more.
A messy kiss finds Steve’s jaw, and he hums as he leans into it. “Morning, baby,” he mutters, chuckling when he gets a soft grunt in response. “Sleep now?”
“Mhm, sleep now.”
Arms wrap around Steve, pulling him back into Eddie’s chest, neither worried about the mess spreading between them. Steve sighs as Eddie's breathing evens out almost immediately, and yeah, sleep now. Everything else can wait.
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jalapenobee · 10 months
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guess who's back and mad as hell
the nowhere kids that wished you well
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stinkman007 · 1 year
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TURN OFF UR COMPUTER AND MAKE SURE IT POWERS DOWN
DROP IT IN A FOURTY THREE FOOT HOLE IN THE GROUND
BURY IT COMPLETELY ROCKS AND BOULDERS SHOULD BE FINE
THEN BURN ALL THE CLOTHES YOU MAY HAVE WORN ANY TIME YOU WERE ONLIIIIIINEEE
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half-3ngraved · 1 year
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The band/The namesake
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clownboymcchucklefuck · 9 months
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Idk what curse Ritz put on me but last night I was trying to listen to Love Me Less but Spotify was being a bitch and not wanting to play it and I ended up getting so mad that I just went to YouTube and listened to it on Simons playlist. 💀
Let that sink in.
I GOT MAD OVER A SONG- OH MY-
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thevqid · 11 months
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you are so tom’s diner by suzanne vega
this is the greatest thing any one has ever said to me thank you baba
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sketchy-galaxy · 1 year
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YOU CAN'T TAKE ME, I'M FREE
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kellykswift · 1 year
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the alcott meets renegade!
i….. omg….
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TO NO ONES SUPRISE, FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW LETS GIVE IT UP FOR
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spookyboywhump · 2 years
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He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb
HE’S ALWAYS CHOKING FROM THE STENCH AND THE FUME-
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oramn · 2 years
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oblivion is so good and for what? to make my chest hurt because my emotions are so strong??
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daincrediblegg · 6 months
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OK THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL EVERYONE FUCKING REPEAT AFTER ME. THIS IS WHAT YOU WILL DO WHEN YOU WATCH MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL THIS YEAR:
You will navigate to the page on disney plus (and it has to be here. Unless someone has actually uploaded the REAL movie anywhere else you cannot get it elsewhere)
BUT YOU WILL NOT HIT PLAY. You won’t do it. Because it’s NOT THE REAL VERSION OF THE FILM AND DISNEY IS FUCKING LYING TO YOU AS IT ALWAYS DOES
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You will scroll down HERE. To EXTRAS instead. You MUST GO HERE. This is non -negotiable
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THEN YOU WILL SCROLL DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE EXTRAS AND YOU WILL THEN HIT PLAY ON THIS BAD BOY: THE FULL LENGTH VERSION
And you will watch it. And you will thank me for having been so blind and led astray by that stupid fucking mouse. You’re welcome.
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andi-o-geyser · 10 months
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a full SAGA of chaos choices at the diner in the centre of your mind
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naughtydogg · 2 months
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vince gilligan big brain moment for using black water by rueben and the dark for the el camino trailer 😭
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lugagl · 6 months
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some of my three favorite songs back to back, its a good day <3
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