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mimixmunson · 3 months

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Word game!<3

Hi friends! I was tagged by the lovely @finntheehumaneater to take part in the word game! My words were ache, tear, sob, grip and scream. Thank you for tagging me, it is so sweet to know my mutuals think of me!

CW- Smut, Masturbation, Phone Sex, DDLG? (Use of the term daddy) Blow-Job/Hand job, Eddie x reader, Steve x reader, Established AU Steddie, Boyfriend!Steve, Boyfriend!Eddie, Mention of menstrual pain, tears, tickling and fluff.

I nominate anyone who would like to take part who has not been tagged yet, your words are 'Bisexual' 'Alone' 'Princess' 'Supervision' and 'scent'. I picked the most random words I'm sorry!

Ache

It had been a week. Just one week away, you knew that it wouldn’t be fun being away from your boyfriend, everything about Eddie radiated comfort for you. It's not that you didn’t like coming home and visiting your parents, but it felt oddly haunting. The ghost of your childhood floating through the halls, you remember how they felt so much bigger when you were younger. But now at 23 you were able accept your family home for what it was, not a home but a house, it was simply four walls. You missed Eddie’s trailer. The familiar mess of his clothes piled up in the corner ready for laundry day, the assortment of his rings you’d find scattered around the place and the faint smell of weed and lager. It felt more homely than the overwhelming scent of vanilla washing powder that dominated the three-bedroom house you found yourself back in.

Checking the time on your phone, your fingers hovered over the call button. Eddie wouldn’t mind you calling this late, but you always felt a sense of guilt knowing he had to work early the next morning. He never did handle early starts well. You needed him. Displaying yourself on the bed in just your black underwear he’d bought you for valentine’s day the year prior, your fingers were tracing shapes on them mindlessly ignoring the ever-growing heat beneath them. Your mind playing mental pictures of all the times those fingers had been Eddie’s on nights like these, lazily zeroing over your underwear clad clit for far too long for your liking, he has always been such an immense tease. You let your body make the choices, hitting the call button. “Princess?” he almost growled answering the phone. His voice exposing the fact he’d been asleep only moments before this. “Need you Eds. Missing you.” whimpering under your own touch you manage to stifle your moans, not wanting to show your boyfriend your arousal so quickly. “What am I? Your booty call? Angel.” Rumbled. He was so intuitive, as if he had a sixth sense for your horniness.

Your clit was beginning to ache, shimmying your underwear down your legs to gain access to your heat. “Can’t I call my boyfriend when I miss him?” you whispered, slipping your middle finger through your folds and massaging yourself simultaneously gaining goosebumps on your arms from your touch. Moaning softly as your breath hitched, he teased “Of course you can darlin’ but I gotta tell you, hearing those sweet sounds from that pretty little mouth of yours had me questioning what it was you could possibly want from me at three in the morning, but who am I to deny a girl her daddy?” You could hear him shuffling around on the other end of the phone, undeniably undressing himself from those pajama bottoms he found so comfortable. You vision him taking his shaft in his fist, spitting onto his hand longing for it to be your cunt. He groans through his stroking; your once gentle massage had turned into sliding your fingers into yourself to the melody of Eddie’s hoarse sighs. “So princess, tell daddy what you were thinking about while you play with my pussy.” He grunts making your body writhe and your voice quiver. The next five days couldn’t pass fast enough.

Tear

You'd managed to hold it together all day, the rude customers that had no empathy for you, a young woman working a dead end retail job in the height of summer who had been given the most innapropriate comments from older men all day. You even managed to keep your public service smile on throughout the excruciating pains in your lower abdomen because of course mother nature would hit you hardest when you had to concentrate. The second you got home, you threw yourself onto your bed and let the tear that had been in your eye all day fall. You were strong willed at the best of times but it was just all too much today, sobbing into the sheets felt oddly theraputic, the outlet was a good relief but you still felt awful. The only thing you could think to do was fall asleep and hope it would all be okay when you woke up.

You woke to the sound of the bedroom door being flung open, Your boyfriend throwing down his work bag onto the desk and sitting down next to you. "Sleepyhead" he spoke as he stroked your hair, moving some rouge strands out of your face. Within an instant he was up again, you groan at the absence, curling up into a ball you closed your eyes again. Steve never could do anything quietly, its not that he ever wanted to disturb you but subtlety wasn't his strong point. Standing upright, you looked into the mirror. Your skin had broken out into hormonal acne and that fire in your stomach was still raging. You stared, trying to find anything familiar about yourself at this time. That's when you saw it, of course you'd bled through your jeans. You mentally added this to the list of things that had gone wrong today.

"Now baby, there's a nice warm bath with your name all over it" he whispered, entering the room but just peaking behind the door, you rushed to turn around. Its not that you were embarrassed of yourself leaking, you just didn't want Steve to see it. "If you just take off those jeans, I'll have them good as new by the time you're out of the bath." Steve looked at the ceiling, noticing that you couldn't hold eye contact right now. That was okay with him, being best friends with Robin as long as he had been, he'd learnt the do's and don'ts of these situations and practically wrote the handbook of 'How to handle people on their periods.' He just wanted you to be comfortable. Taking off your jeans and handing them to your boyfriend with a weak but grateful smile, with flushed cheeks you spoke "Thank you baby" rushing into the bathroom. You wondered how you got this lucky, viewing the rose petals in the bath and a full glass of water and pain killers on the side. He'd even set out for you a pair of his pajamas for you to change into once you were dry. Steve was an incredible boyfriend, even if you could hear him calling Robin to ask what stain remover to use on jeans..

Sob

"You're not gonna sob on me now Harrington are you?" Eddie teased, his smirk almost audible. The two had been watching rom-coms all evening because Steve "It's all they had left at Family Video" Harrington chose to, Eddie agreed begrudgingly knowing even if it wasn't his choice his boyfriend wanted to share these movies with him. "Shut up, don't think I didn't see your eyes watering at the funeral scene loverboy" Steve grumbled, his face nestled into Eddie's chest. "We wouldn't be sat here holding back tears if you'd had just rented Star Wars" he mocked playfully, his face flushing a little at the emotional admission. He'd never really let himself become emotionally vulnerable with anyone but Steve was different. He was soft, open and angelic. He wore his heart on his sleeve and he didn't care who knew. So if Eddie Munson was going to sit here sobbing with anyone, he'd choose Steve on all days ending in a y.

Grip

All Eddie could see was a mound of brunette hair moving down his chest, Steve's kisses were travelling south from his chest downwards and they felt extraordinary. He interlocked his fingers in his hair, needing to hold on to something as his boyfriend devoured his length into his mouth, teasing his tongue around the tip. Eddie's ecstacy encapulated the entire room as Steve's tongue possessed him. Eddie had to grip onto the bedsheets, almost ripping them off in the process as his hips began to buck under the pleasure. "Am I doing okay?" Steve hesitated as he came up for air, "Perfect darlin' so great for your first time." Eddie responded, caressing his love's cheek with his thumb before leaning in for a kiss hungrily "Want to make you feel good Teddy" Steve teased in between kisses, jerking him in the palm of his hand craving to give him the most pleasure imaginable. "Don't stress sweetheart, you're doing great." He replied with a fistful of Steve hair before he returned to his position. He never knew that sex could be this passionate but so gentle too.

Scream

"Oh my fucking god Harrington, make that noise again!" Eddie had just found out a very interesting quirk about his boyfriend, you'd think after a year of dating he couldn't have hidden something like this but here they were. Wrestling on the Harrington's living room floor, laughing alongside each other because Eddie had discovered Steve's weak spot. All he did was wiggle his fingers under his arms when his boyfriend was reaching for something from the top shelf that he was just a little to short to grasp. "Scream for me again princess, come on! I don't wanna have to tickle you worse. Or do I?" Eddie teased with a smirk. His boyfriend curling up into a ball to protect himself from Eddie's wandering hands, he wouldn't complain. Obviously not. Any physical affection from Eddie Munson, his long term crush made boyfriend was a god sent gift.

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idialover · 8 months

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!!NSFW!!!

My friends and I have a tradition of playing "does this character have sex" whenever we get into a new piece of media, because we always enjoy everything together, and today we spent a few hours discussing TWST charactrs. They found out that I now have a Tumblr blog and told me I should "post our very scientific findings for the interwebs" (Note that we are all between the ages of 16-17, so in the same age group as the characters)

Heartslabyul (general judgement): The virgin one

Riddle: no, and he somehow doesn't even know what sex is. You'd think he'd know with how much he studies about everything you learn in school, so even sex-ed but no, he doesn't know

Ace: gray area, no bitches respectfully, except maybe Deuce, but we couldn't agree on that, he would treat it as "it's just a prank bro, no homo"

Deuce: yeah, sure, I mean he's pretty okay looking, not often tho

Cater: he seems like he'd be a dicord kitten or an insta-thot, he tries but doesn't really succeed, maybe once or twice.

Trey: no, because he actually wears a fedora, unironically. "he's as bland as the flour he uses in his cakes"-my friend#2

Savanaclaw (general judgement): Gahdayumm!!

Leona: YES! absoulutley 100% just look at him, but he'd be one of those lazy tops, is very casual about it, there isn't a lot to say because it's just so obvious that he is 100% a sex haver

Ruggie: Hard to say, he has an Italian souding name so maybe no, he hasn't yet discovered that he can earn quite a lot of money that way, or maybe he has (we couldn't agree on this)

Jack: gay wolf boyfirend fantasy so yes, big buff man go brrrr

Octavinelle (general judgement): ehhhh, fish go brrr

Azul: this was a very hard one to decide but in the end no, no real reason just doesn't seem like he would have it, he's on that alpha buisness grindset

Jade: Yes becazse friend#1 said so (she's a strong Jade stan) and everyone decided to let her have this one, but everybody else generally thinks he is Asexual (friend#1 is also ace)

Floyd: yes, he is bisexual in wicked and scheming ways and everybody is aware of that. Chaos bi, him and Jade are two side of a coin, all or nothing. He flirts by messing with people, mostly Riddle but as I've already said Riddle has no idea what's going on and just thinks Floyd has it out for him

Scarabia (general judgement): This was the hardest one to discuss

Kalim: He is very lovable, but no, for unknown reasons, boy has 0 rizz

Jamil: yeah, ig, normal 17 year old guy, he isn't basic like Trey, but he just doesn't have time because of Kalim

Pomefiore (general judgement): slayyy!

Vil: Yes, and his standards are surprisingly not as high as you'd think, we got very heated about how people often mischaracterize him as a very vain but he just wants people to be themselves and best version of themselves. Good for cardio

Rook: yes, in freaky kinky ways (see Rook alchemy card) he sometimes has touble finding people who are into the same stuff as him

Epel: no, beacause he is an "alpha male" in the worst ways possible

Ignihyde (General judgement): you'd think they be reddit mods, but they actually tumblr sexymen

Idia: yes, he has that disheveled rizz, the more they look like they haven't left the house since 2015 the better. We stan broken men in this household(blog), only on halloween tho that's when his confidence get's a bit better and he becomes and active member of society

Ortho: he is a robot based on a young child! NO!

Diasomnia (General judgement): oooh spooky~~

Malleus: yeah sure

Silver: gray are (they demanded I make that pun, pls forgive me)

Lillia: He is the most slay character, an old vampire/fae obviously yes. He has a lot of experience, best sex haver he's so amazing, Lillia for the win

Sebek: no

Staff (general judgement): a very mixed bag

Crowley: someone somwhere slept with him, he is kinda usless but he gets laid, look at his vacation outfit

Crewel: Definetly, high standards but he is correct, he gets to have high standards, he is the perfect man, not a DILF but also not not one

Trein: yes, loyal to his wife (rip tho), good husband 10/10 would trust him, good man

Vargas: Yeah, he's a typical good looking guy, he has never had a long term relationship but he doesn't want one

Sam: We debated for a long time and decided that yes he does have sex

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lserlivestream · 3 months

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FIRST POST YAY - Outsiders modern au (pretty much modern day hcs)

In this au I am in fact delusional. Literally all of the boys are alive and well.

I'll eventually draw their designs for this au, also these are my personal hcs if they were in the modern day. I'll do two greasers per post + occasional ship hcs!

TW: SH, Suicide, ED

GREASER

- They all saw Barbie, all of them cried.

- All of them watch game theory, they cried when matpat announced his retirement.

- They’re all Sanrio boys no matter what

- THEY'RE SUCKERS FOR RHYTHM GAMES

- They all hate broccoli.

Johnny cade.

-Bisexual + nebularomatic

- C-PTSD ADHD combo , Possible autism as well

- He/Him

- Cis male

- 16

★ Genshin player (Scara, Layla, and alhaitham main screw you)

★ Pjsk player (Thumbs player, JP + EN server, Fav unit is Leo need, fav song is God-ish and N A A/Nh uh uh)

★ He wants the be astronomer when he grows up, speciality is stars

★ Literally can't stand going near a church because of what happened to him

★ He had to learn how to walk again but had a speedy recovery!!

He has a bunch of burns all over his body, Ponyboy thinks those are tuff

In places he was burn his skin like really tender and sensitive since it's still kind of healing (slowly)

★ Has a big fat crush on PB but he can't tell if he's hyperfixated on him or if it's something else

★ When texting PB he's an emoticon user but when texting the other greasers he uses emojis

He mainly uses ":3 , ^_^ , :D , :P" when texting pb

He mainly uses "😭, 💀, ‼️, 😨" when texting the other greasers

Ponyboy Curtis.

Bisexual

ED + ADHD

He/Him

Cis male

★ Genshin player 4 Johnny (Kazuha, Nilou, Kaveh main to match with Johnny)

Ponyboy has the worse attention span ever but Johnny wanted him to get into it so they could mess around with eachother + pretend to act like the characters they main.

★ Plays D4DJ occasionally

★ Wants to become a writer or poet

★ Still can't stand baloney

If he ever smells baloney, one of two things can happen

He can either feel sick to his stomach,

Or he'll have a mental breakdown because of what they went through during the summer. (The bob killing happened during summer vacation in this au)

★ He literally can't stand the thought of people sagging their pants, he will literally give you a wedgie if he catches you sagging near him

He'll either call you out

Slap you in the face and then call you out

Pull your pants up for you

Or all of the above and give you a wedgie before storming off and ranting to Johnny on how indecent people can be.

★ Has the most goofiest laughs (Two-bit is right behind him, bonus: he snorts)

★ His roots are growing in!!

TW'S AHEAD!!

JOHNNYBOY / PONYCADE

Ship dynamics (media wise): Suntan for the most part!!! (I have more but those are angsty….)

Ship dynamics: Warm hands x cold hands , Relapses x Comforts them, Orange cat x Black cat (Golden retriever x black cat too) , Moles/beauty marks x Freckles , Fluffy hair x crunchy hair (or in this case really greasy hair), talks x listens, yaps x yaps too

★ Everytime Johnny tries to attempt, Ponyboy rushes to Johnny's rescue because he can't bare to lose Johnny again.

★ Johnny tries to motivate Ponyboy to at least eat for 5 days before giving in, most of the time it works

Psst... Johnny's way of motivated Ponyboy is by spoiling him (buying him books, plushies, etc.) and even if Ponyboy messes up his streak Johnny will still buy him stuff

★ Johnny often picks his skin and cuts himself (poor thing has cuts all over his arms and legs) so what Ponyboy does is try to motivate him. Him and Johnny share an account on an app that tracks how long a person has been clean, whenever Johnny hits a milestone Ponyboy would give him kisses.

Ponyboy's kissing system:

1 month: A quick peck on the lips or on the cheek

6 months: A kiss on the lips

1 year: A loving kiss

It builds up so for 5 months Johnny would receive 5 quick pecks or kisses on the cheek!

Anyways I hope you enjoyed this: Take some rushed designs for those two!!!

#ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #johnny cade #the outsiders #headcanon #the outsiders headcanons #ponycade #johnnyboy #au #modern au #thesedesignsweresorushed #theoutsiders

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liminalpebble · 8 months

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Loki request: Loki and reader getting mani-pedis together.

Hello my dear @eleniblue! Thank you for the prompt. This is wayyyy outside of my usual style, but was a really great challenge so I hope you enjoy it.

CW: No smut, just one f-bomb, I think. Surprisingly wholesome considering what I usually write. But let's say Minors DNI to cover my ass.

Word count: 800 (lil shortie)

Very soft and bisexual Loki x gender neutral reader (just friendship, deeper feels if you squint), soooo fluffy

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Wrapped Around Your Finger

“NO, Loki...no way,” you said between swigs from your water bottle. You'd been training in the Avengers' gym with him all morning, and now, a sweating, exhausted, hungry mess, you weren't in any mood for your fellow Avenger's antics.

It wasn't fair that what was an intensive, back-breaking regimen prescribed by the Black Widow herself was simply a walk in the park for his Asgardian body...and what a fucking body it was. But, as you had a thousand times before, you pushed the thought away.

“Darling....why not? Be a bit of a hedonist with me. Why must you insist on being so responsible and stoic?”

You gave him a warning glare and replied, “Because you only give me those sad puppy eyes and call me 'darling' when you're about to get me into trouble.”

He came closer to you, towering over you, but grinning that Cheshire cat grin that always disarmed you. He leaned down and purred into your ear with a mischeivous whisper, “Come on. Let's have a bit of fun, eh?”

That was the final straw. You knew you were wrapped around his lovely pale finger, with its shiny black nail.

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“This...this is new,” you said gingerly, sinking your feet into the warm bath (which admittedly, felt amazing) and slid back into the comfortable leather chair. “I've never had a manicure or pedicure before,” you admitted.

“How could you not! It's so delightfulll,” he said drawing the last word out in a low purr. “Truly, since I've taken up residence on Midgard, this has been one of my favorite discoveries.” He sighed wistfully, eyes wondering around to take in the tastefully decorated high-end salon. “After losing my royal status it scratches a rather delicious itch to have someone waiting on me hand and foot in a luxurious setting.”

You rolled your eyes. “Have you always been such a diva?”

“Well, yes.” he said, without a hint of shame, surprised that you would even ask.

You giggled as the smiling technician began working a tickling pumice stone over the soles of your feet, and Loki chuckled along with you. He reached over and held your hand, meeting your eyes, and saying with surprising sincerity, “It really is good to hear you laugh again.”

Grinning you said, “Well, I have to admit. This is sort of fun, but it feels weird to be...well...waited on. Some of us aren't royalty.”

“Well, for now you can feel like you are. I knew you'd warm up to it,” he said just as two more technicians came over to begin on your hands. The one working on Loki's nails took up a friendly chat with him. He was clearly a regular.

After a bit, he looked thoughtfully back to you. “I wanted to do this for you as a gesture of gratitude. Of all of our colleagues, you've been the only one who listens to me and accepts me willingly, rather than out of begrudging necessity. Dare I say, you rather like being around me?” he said with peaked eyebrows and a bit of fragile hope in his voice.

“I do,” you replied, meeting his eyes. “I like our lunch dates, and how you drag me shopping, or to the movies. You even make training more tolerable. You get me out of my comfort zone.”

He scoffed. “My dear, we both know you can't be left to your own devices when it comes to fashion. You'd probably live in those...what are they called...'sweatpants'? How many novel experiences would you forgo if not for my encouragement?” he said, as he raised his long lovely hand and inspected his now perfectly shellac-ed nails. They gleamed like black patent leather with a layer of twinkling emerald glitter and gold flake; a striking contrast to his porcelain skin.

You gave him a knowing smirk. “You're fishing for compliments, Mr. Laufeyson.”

“Indeed I am, poppet,” he confirmed, again, without an ounce of embarrassment.

“Your nails look spectacular,” you said, knowing he wanted more. And he gave you a disappointed look, hungry for more approval.

“And I am very glad to have your friendship. In fact, I might even say you're my best friend. The misfits of the team need to stick together, right?”

“Indeed they do,” he agreed with a regal nod. “And darling...”

“Yes?”

“I am also very fond of you,” he said, those big pale aquamarine eyes glimmered with confusing, exciting implication as they met yours.

Then he pulled back, smiling in faux-innocence, saying lightly, “Now...all finished. To brunch. Shall we?” and offered you his arm.

@queen-paladin @littlespaceyelf @goblingirlsarah @lokisgoodgirl @lokischambermaid @sweetsigyn @peaches1958 @muddyorbs @gigglingtiggerv2 @peacefulpianist @coldnique @holdmytesseract@infinitystoner @loz-3 @jennyggggrrr @glitchquakee @ladyofthestayingpower @marcotheflychair @sarahscribbles @sailorholly @tripleyeeet @acidcasualties @alexakeyloveloki @icytrickster17 @chokeanddagger @joyful-enchantress

#lovely asks #loki fanfic #loki drabble #sas #lovely mutuals #loki fluff #Mew Mew the mango says hi

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garden-of-gay · 10 months

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You're On Your Own Kid

Summary: A fic inspired by the Taylor Swift song of the same name in which Eddie helps Steve heal from the loneliness left by his parents.

Did I read all the lyrics to the song and proceed to write this entire fic based on the storyline it created in my head maybe? Does it make total sense, probably not, did this fic get away from me? Definitely

Summer Went Away

As the heat of August had winded down and the chill autumn breeze rolled in, the kids had gotten back to school and back to a pretty normal life, as normal as possible for Hawkins. However for Steve, things still haven’t returned to normal. Sure, he had healed from the demobats and had gotten back to slaving away at Family Video with Robin but, the one thing he had not prepared for…….. was the presence of one Eddie Munson.

It had been 7 months since Eddie Munson had come crashing into his life in all his dramatic glory, and uprooted everything Steve thought he knew about himself. It had been a muggy day in July when he decided to broach the subject with the one person he knew he could talk to….Robin

“Hey Robs?” said Steve

“What’s up Dingus?” replied Robin

Steve glanced around the empty store before continuing

“You’ve never liked a guy right”

Robin sighed, “Steve we have been over this, I like women and women only”

“Okay, okay but like… what if you thought you only liked girls but then there was a guy…..?” Steve got more and more nervous as Robin stared at him saying nothing

“You know this is just like a hypothetical, a weird question, you know forget I said anything” he said before panicking and laughing to try to cover it. Robin took that as her cue to finally say something

“Oh dingus” she replied gently

Steve could feel the tears building threatening to spill over but he wouldn’t let them, not here, not ever, “Harrington’s DON'T CRY!'' his fathers voice echoed in his mind and he willed the tears away.

“I think, I like a guy and I don’t know what to do because I thought I liked girls and girls only but then Ed– a guy has been talking to me and I think I might like him. “ he told her

“Well, that's okay, we don’t have to put a label on anything until you feel comfortable but when I was figuring it out myself I read up on bisexuality. It's where you like both that might be you? It might not but…… what I do know is that I love you, you dingus and you’ll figure it out” she told him before crushing him in a hug.

“You good?” She asked

“Yeah…. no, but I will be, thanks Robs” Steve said

Then a customer walked in and they broke apart going back to their job earning a strange look from the customer and a small smile from Robin.

It had been two months since that conversation, summer was whisked away and yet Steve’s yearning was still ever present. Robin gave him some stuff on bisexuality and had comfortably adopted the label as his own.

Robin had also in that time learned through deduction that the person Steve had a burning crush on was none other than Eddie Munson.

She took great joy in teasing Steve for his attempts to be cool and suave around Eddie while he failed miserably she even considered bringing back the You Suck, You Rule board from Scoops.

“I swear Rob’s, the Harrington charm always works but everytime I try to use it, I just turn into a stuttering mess. I think it’s broken” He said

“What’s broken?” Eddie announced

“Steven thinks the Harrington charm is broken, because he can’t keep his cool” Robin replied

“ooOoOo, what lovely lady has caught the attention of Stevie here that is turning him into a mess?” Eddie teased

Stevie. Steve could feel his face heating up. He thought he was used to Eddie’s pet names but everytime he got used to one; Eddie would throw another at him breaking him all over again.

“Come on Stevie, tell me who the lady is???” Eddie asked

“Ughh, no one. Like you care about my love life anyways. What do you need anyways, Munson?” Steve retorted

“I came to bother you guys because it turns out when you are an accused murderer and triple senior not a lot of people want to hire you.” He said

“Well, bother Robin all you want but I’m going to go restock movies” Steve huffed

“Awww Sweetheart, what if I came here for you not Bobbie?” Eddie teased

Steve had to take a deep breath because the thought of Eddie coming to see him specifically may cause him to combust internally.

“Haha, very funny” He replied dryly

“You definitely missed me Harrington” Eddie teased as he turned to Steve with a cheshire grin

True to his word, Steve gathered the recent returns and began to place them back on the shelves. What he should have seen coming was Eddie following him like a shadow; pestering him as he put movies back. Occasionally Eddie would pick up a movie and make a comment about the film and scoffed at how anyone could watch it.

“Come on Harrington, Footloose!?” Eddie asked with a mocking tone

“What, it has good music and fun dancing, what's not to love!” Steve replied

Eddie chuckled

“What, what’s so funny?” huffed Steve

“Nothing, nothing Stevie, don’t worry your pretty little head about it” He said

As Eddies words about his “pretty little head” rolled around in his mind, Steve retorted

“Whatever Munson, it’s not like your movie tastes are any better”

Eddie grabbed his chest as if he had been stabbed

“Oh you wound me Harrington, but at least I have actually taste”

“One of these days you should swing by the trailer and I’ll show you real movies and good taste”

“Fine, I’ll take you up on that Munson, when are you free” Steve asked

“Dude, I’m an unemployed super senior, I’m always free so the better question is when are YOU free?” Eddie joked

“Uhh…I have the opening shift tomorrow and the closing tonight so…Thursday?” Steve supplied

“Thursday is fine, swing by whenever you feel like” replied Eddie

“Okay, cool…I have to drop Dustin off at the Wheelers at 4 o’clock so how about I swing by around 4:30?” he asked

“Sounds good, it's a date” Eddie replied with a smile

“Yeah” Steve replied as his face once again became bright red

“Well, I will leave you to it, have a good shift sweetheart” Eddie said as he walked towards the door turning to blow a kiss to Steve before chuckling and walking out.

Steve had about 10 seconds to process what had just happened before he heard a squeal from where Robin was standing

“Dingus!! Do you have a date!?” She exclaimed

“Uh no, Eddie just wanted to hangout and watch a movie, that's hardly a date, we do that all the time” He replied with a slight sadness in his voice.

“He’s gonna notice you, I guarantee it, there is no way he doesn’t like you” she said

“It’s okay, I’ll just wait; maybe forever if I have to but it’s okay we’re best friends anyways” He replied sadly

“Best Friends!! I thought I was your best friend!!’ Robin teased

“No, you're my separated twin and platonic soulmate, Eddie is my best friend; or maybe Dustin?” Steve joked, before mumbling about how Dustin is a brat and more like a little brother than best friend.

Steve hadn’t seen Eddie since Tuesday and decided that it would be a good idea to call him to confirm that their plans for the next day were still on.

“Munson residence, you kill’em, we grill’em how can I help you?”

“Jesus Eddie! Is that how you always answer the phone” Steve exclaimed

“STEVIE, what’s up man? I thought we were on for Thursday?” Eddie asked

“Yeah, I was just calling to confirm that's all, what are you up to?” Steve said sheepishly

“I’m smoking with the band, what about you?” He replied

“Oh, I’m not doing anything, I didn’t know you had people over, sorry” Steve apologized

“Don’t worry, the boys don’t care” He chuckled causing Steve to relax a little bit

“Okay…cool, well I don’t wanna keep you” He said, despite not wanting to hang up

“What if I do, What if I want to talk to you? Hmm?” Eddie said. He had meant it to be teasing but it had come out too sincere.

Steve could hear it in his voice, the low grit that entered Eddie’s voice when he was high and starting to get properly buzzed. He touched the phone as if it was Eddie’s face and imagined that for just a moment Eddie was reaching back. He hadn’t realized he had fallen silent until Eddie spoke up.

“Hey Stevie, are you still there?”

“Yeah, yeah still here” Steve chuckled

“Good, good” Eddie, replied softly

“I didn’t choose this place and honestly dream of getting out of here” Eddie said suddenly

“Yeah?” asked Steve

“Yeah, I was dumped here after my old man got himself locked up. They placed me with Wayne, and I’ve been here since.”

“I love Wayne, but I still wouldn’t have wanted to be in this town in bumfuck Indiana, you know?”

“Yeah, I do”

Eddie chuckled “You know that there is only one reason, I’m still here in this stupid town? I mean it's not a reason as much as it's a person”

Steve softly asked “Who is it, who is keeping you here?”

“Don’t you worry about that Sweetheart, it’s not too important” Eddie replied

Steve allowed himself to imagine that maybe just maybe that person was him; the one keeping Eddie from skipping town at the earliest chance. He was pulled from his thought when he heard Eddie’s voice

“Why are you still here Harrington, it seems like you hate it here?”

“It’s mainly the kids and Robin, you know the summers with them playing and splashing around in the sprinklers or piling around the fireplace during Christmas, letting it burn to ash only. These are the memories and things that keep me here I guess.” Steve replied, he loved the kids and Robin; loved the life he has with them.

“Damn, Harrington I can’t argue with that” Eddie chuckled before asking

“So I guess people are the reason you stay? just like me”

Steve laughed “yeah, I guess so” Steve was quiet for a bit before asking

“Hey Eddie, do you wanna know why else I’m here?”

“Yeah, why not, what else you got Harrington” Eddie asked

Steve waited a minute before proceeding “I’m also still here because of my parents”

“I know it’s stupid but I think part of me is still waiting to see them, see them come back.” He laughed wetly.

“You know, I still find myself searching large bodies of people for their faces wondering if they are there, looking for me too” Steve choked out

“But they never are, they don’t care, I think they never did, I can still hear my dad telling me; You’re on your own kid; the first time I was left all alone for them to go on a trip and the more I think about it. I think I always have been” He sobbed

Eddie's heart broke, as he listened to Steve draw ragged harsh breaths, and sob over the phone. He heard Steve profusely apologize for crying and it only broke his heart more. How could someone hurt such a beautiful, caring person, like Steve?

Eddie decided that it would be his mission to make sure Steve never felt alone again; that he would never feel on his own. Not anymore.

Part 2

Soooo, this fic got away from me pretty heavily so I'm planning on splitting this into 2 more parts? I have never actually sat down and written a fic before so if this is actual garbage I blame it on that and the fact that it was written at 2am and then beta'd by no one. Anyways.....let me know if y'all like it and if you wanna be tagged or something idk. Also yes, I'm sorry this is a hurt and comfort because that's just Steve's general dynamic with existence. We got the hurt now but promise there is comfort coming.

#steve x eddie #steddie #fanfic #platonic stobin #hurt/comfort #steve has bad parents #Taylor Swift steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington #steddie fic #bi steve harrington #gay eddie munson #my fic #gardenwrites

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Loop Number 100

It takes only a hundred loops to have feelings for Eddie Munson. He'd had a crisis about it to Robin a few loops ago. Bisexuality might not fit him forever but it fit for now and it fit his feelings for Eddie.

Steve liked Eddie's eyes, big and wide, sure sometimes they were scared, but sometimes they were kind, sometimes they smiled, he didn't like when they were blank.

Steve liked Eddie's smile, it crinkled at the edges, he clearly had used it a lot in his life, Steve hoped he gave Eddie reasons to smile.

Steve liked Eddie's voice, he'd heard it say the same thing a hundred times and still wasn't tired of it.

Steve liked the names Eddie came up for him, it was strange, those changed the most between loops. It always started with at least one Harrington. Then Steve. Sometimes big boy, sweetheart, cutie, hot stuff. He liked when Eddie called him Stevie the most.

The first time Eddie called him Stevie it was Eddie's fifth death, Steve blamed it on the blood loss, but he used it again when he hotwired the RV the next loop. Stevie was definitely his favourite.

"You alright, Stevie? You're staring, not Vecna right?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry, just thinking."

"Let me know if you think of something brilliant to get us out of this mess yeah?"

That was the other thing Steve liked about Eddie, he didn't think Steve was stupid. Maybe Steve was smart enough to figure out how to save everyone.

"You'll be the first to know, Eds."

There was that smile again, bright eyes behind it as he started telling another story to pass the time while they made their weapons.

If Steve had a choice, he'd loop this moment forever.

#last one for tonight #thought id give some fluff to end the day #stevies time loop #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things s4 #eddie munson #st4 #steddie #stranger things season 4 #time loop #loop au #ficlet #fluff

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riddle-me-ri · 11 months

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Omg congrats on the 500. Fucking slAY

I would like to request Arkham Riddler reacting to you wearing his clothes! He dresses very bisexual I love him

-🚗

A/N: Hey there and welcome car anon! Thanks so much, I appreciate it! And omg yes, you’re absolutely right he does, anyone could kill it in his clothes.

Arkhamverse Riddler - Wearing His Clothes Headcanons

Ugh, how many times did he have to tell you…

NOT. TO. TOUCH. HIS. BELONGINGS.

Ed marched to your room and knocked rapidly, startling you.

Edward was ready to reprimand you about touching his property

He was ready to bend your ear backward.

Until…he actually saw you.

You-you were wearing his shirt…

Somehow in his amazing brain, he never suspected you to actually wear one of his clothes.

You wore his painted shirt with a few buttons undone and a pair of black shorts.

Whatever anger he felt towards you messing with his things dissipated into bashfulness.

His face began heating up with his cheeks dusted pink.

Why did you have to be wearing it, why couldn’t you just be messing with him?

Unless wait! You’re just messing with him!

Still blushing, he spoke as sternly as he could, despite some of the stammering that goes through.

He promptly requests you return the shirt immediately, and to NEVER go through his things again!

Edward ignores your jokes at his flushed face and quickly makes a break for it.

His pants are suddenly really tight and uncomfortable all of a sudden.

#ri writes #ri 500 #arkhamverse riddler x reader #arkhamverse edward nygma x reader

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theoldlesbianwithcats · 5 days

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nanshe fest anon here, haha let me invent a callsign .... how about Rio :)

i totally relate to what you mean when you said you are not able to distinguish between the "lesbian" and bisexual experience shared in that interview. things like this hindered my ability to understand what my sexuality even was, since i cant relate to either of them. then i read "lesbian books" and dont understand how they can have sex with men without a mental breakdown. i had a mental breakdown about my sexuality when i was pressured to marry, tried DIY conversion therapy on myself but when i faced with the option of even touching a man sexually, death seemed better because how could i live like that? theres no way. of course this made my mental health worse but not to trauma dump - i am ok now, so dont worry.

the anon who talked about strap ons was also very insightful. the focus on strap-on contributed to me developing a severe sense of dysphoria around my genitalia with this depression that i would never be able to have a "real" sex life.

this is why it is so important for lesbian experiences to be heard, i think the queer spaces are making things worse for us, particularly when we are young and vulnerable. also i am from a non-english speaking country, where homosexuality is still criminal so i could only turn to these spaces for support. i think even in countries such as the US, its the same for a lot of lesbian girls in rural towns... they turn to these spaces for help online since its so scary to be a child in a violent homophobic family. maybe they get helped because its worse than nothing. but also it can screw with ur mind a lot. my dream lesbian event would be to hear from more lesbians of color who grew up outside west europe/us/canada... i had to leave my birth country to be able to have a future. but i feel so awkward to be the only lesbian of color in the room 99% of the time. its not that the white women are cruel, dont misunderstand me, they can be lovely and supportive. but it adds an extra level of alienation, because so many times in my country people would call homosexuality as a white persons invention. of course i know that lesbians exist elsewhere but it would be nice to see that in person at these events!

-rio

Hi again, Rio! :D

Yeah it's messed up that even in the "lesbian community" we think we're freaks so we don't even dare talking about our experience! I grew up in a small town and I remember discreetly reading sex ed books for teens at the bookshop for any info or positivity about lesbians, instead I would only find a paragraph telling me it's a phase. So tumblr was my lesbian safe space back in 2010, for example the "it gets better" campaign really helped me when I was bullied in high-school (unfortunately now that charity pretends they have no idea what a lesbian is...) Now the lesbian content is awful and lesbophobic everywhere, offline and online.

And I feel you about lesbian books, I finally got around to reading one I bought years ago because it was recommended to me and it was about two "lesbians" leaving their husbands for each other... We need book lists with actual lesbian rep!

All the strap-on stuff invading lesbian spaces is so weird yeah... A few minutes ago I clicked on a blog because she was talking about wanting to finger a woman while having acrylic nails, which made me go 🤨 and while she called herself a lesbian, it was obvious she wasn't, it was all talk about c*ckwarming and deepthr*ating ("but it's only for strap and girlc*ck, if you're a man do not interact!!!!" 🤪) I don't know if you had sex already but let me tell you that you are not lacking anything and no real lesbian will think you need a sex toy to be a complete partner and have real sex, she will only want you as you are. I mean, my ex-gf and I never even considered trying a strap-on and we definitely thought the sex we were having was real and amazing haha

About meeting lesbians of color, maybe you can find events on Instagram? I wondered why I never saw many women of color at lesbian events in Paris until I learned that black women preferred creating their own events and advertising them on Insta! Maybe you can also find an organization for LGBT refugees? Hopefully you can meet lesbians there :)

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Can't Fight This Feeling - P4

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Summary: After Steve comes to the realization that he's bisexual, he's determined in going after what he wants; Eddie Munson. What he assumed would be an easy performance of flirting quickly turns into a complicated maze as he realises Eddie is more bark than bite.

Or, Steve Harrington is a manwhore and Eddie Munson is simultaneously horrified and turned on by the advances.

TW: SMUT - mlm sex, oral (slight)? penetration, etc, your honour they're in love!

Word Count: 1667

A/N: and this series is done! woop!! In this story, everything that's happened in the show has happened, however Eddie lives and this story is set a few months after the events of Vecna. Also I was inspired by a post by @tuvens talking about manwhore Steve and Eddie so this is that :D

Steve kissed Eddie, for who knows how long. To them it felt like seconds, even though they were properly making out, and had done so for over 15 minutes. To say that they would never get bored of this feeling was an understatement. Until Steve felt all over Eddie’s body and realised just how hard the boy was, cock straining against his swim shorts, a wet patch forming at the top from his pre cum leaking out.

“Lemme do something about that, pretty boy?” Steve suggested as he continued to palm Eddie’s erection. Small moans escaped Eddie’s lips as he grabbed onto Steve’s shoulders.

“Only if you want to…” he whispered, shuddering at the contact.

“F-fuck, wait Stevie, ‘m sensitive, don’t touch me too fast!” Eddie yelped. Steve had pulled down Eddie’s pants and rubbed his fingers over the tip, applying more pressure as each finger passed over his cock.

“Sorry sweetheart, can’t help but find it cute. You’re so responsive, I love it.” Steve muttered as he pressed his lips against Eddie’s once more. He now grasped Eddie’s cock at the base, earning a gasp and more whimpers from the boy sat in his lap.

“Please Steve, don’t… D-don’t”

“Don’t what baby?”

Eddie continued to shake into Steve’s arms as he felt overwhelmed by the pressure against his cock. Steve ran his fingers up and down his back to calm his nerves.

“Don’t stop now, please keep touching me!”

“Yeah? You like it when I pump your cock like this?”

Eddie couldn’t help but moan rather than actually answer Steve’s question. He just chuckled at the reaction and continued to please his lover. Steve snaked his free hand around and slowly trailed it down to Eddie’s entrance, just slightly dribbling his fingers across the skin.

‘This okay Eds?”

Eddie nodded enthusiastically while trying to stay focused on Steve’s hands. Steve slowly pressed his finger against the hole, causing Eddie to bite down on his shoulder.

“What did I tell you, I wanna hear those sounds.”

“‘M sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Be a good boy for me, yeah? Don’t hide those pretty noises you make, okay?”

“O-okay…”

Steve continued to probe Eddie’s hole, eventually slipping a finger into him.

“Fuck, Steve, you gotta move, please move!” Eddie called out, shamelessly moaning at the entrance.

“God damn Eds, I don’t know if I can, you’re squeezing so tight around my finger, god you’re so tight.”

“Just do something, anything!”

Steve curled his fingers upwards, eliciting curse words from Eddie.

“You like that?"

“Mhm! Don’t stop!”

“Such a good boy for me, taking my finger so well, I’m going to add another okay?”

“Stop talking and just do it, fuck, please Steve!”

Shocks ripped through Eddie’s spine as he sat up at the feeling of being stretched out. He hadn’t really experiment with himself before, and he definitely didn’t know what to expect when Steve pumped his fingers in and out of him. Steve’s jaw had dropped at the sight of Eddie. Sweat dripped down his body, his hair was a mess, his eyes clamped shut and mouth open, and Steve thought he had never looked more beautiful. He looked like this, because of him, and that gave him infinite pride.

“Wait, wait, Steve stop…”

“Why, is everything okay Eds?”

“No, yeah, everything’s great but, you… You’re…” Eddie’s words failed him so he just slowly looked down at Steve’s lap, eyes zeroing in on his erection.

“Don’t worry about me baby, just let me please you.”

“Can’t you do, both…?”

“I mea- wait… Are you sure? We don’t have to go that far tonight.”

“I want to, if you do! I trust you, completely.”

“You sure? Cause I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold myself back.”

“Absolutely sure, I want this.”

“Say it, Eddie, I need to hear you say it.”

“Oh come on Steve, just do it!”

“I’m serious, love, I need you to say it.”

“Put your cock in me, please? I wanna feel full, want you to make me feel full…”

Steve’s pupils dilated at the confession, he didn’t expect Eddie to confess with a full sentence. The words went straight to his body as he pulled off his own swim pants as fast as possible, slowly stroking his painfully hard cock.

“That what you want sweetheart? Want me to bottom out into you huh? Wanna be cock drunk because of me?”

Eddie noticed the darkened look in Steve’s eyes and expression; it only turned him on even more, if that was possible. He nodded feverishly as he slowly backed off of Steve’s laps and further up onto the bed. Steve practically manhandled Eddie as he pushed his legs apart, keeping them pressed apart as he grabbed a condom from his nightstand. He rolled it on and took Eddie’s wrists into his hand and used the other to rub Eddie’s thighs.

“This might hurt, but just let me know, and I’ll stop okay?” Steve asked. Eddie smiled up at him and nodded.

Steve scooted closer to Eddie until his tip was pressed up against Eddie’s entrance as he rubbed the skin around the area. He slowly pushed himself into Eddie, moving closer inch by inch until he had bottomed out into him. Eddie couldn’t help but swear and moan as he clenched around Steve’s cock, feeling blissful at the foreign sensation. He felt full, a specific kind of full, one that made his brain melt and prevented him from forming coherent words. Steve groaned at the tightness, pressing kisses into Eddie’s chest and torso.

He slowly moved backwards and pushed himself back into Eddie, slowly developing the pace until he was rocking into him at a steady speed.

“Fuck, it’s like you were made for me, made to take my cock.” Steve muttered as he moved in and out into Eddie’s hole.

“Please, please go faster, want you to slam into me!” Eddie managed to force out through his moans.

“Oh? You want it rough huh? Who knew you were so dirty?” Steve choked out. He pulled himself out of Eddie, causing Eddie to whimper at the loss, and grabbed the hips in front of him, flipping Eddie over onto his stomach.

“On your hands and knees for me baby, if you want it rough, I’ll give it to you that way.”

Eddie felt like he had been blessed by some angel, some angel that was Steve who’s voice had deepened and was more aggressive with his hands. He positioned himself onto his hands and knees, waiting for Steve to move. Without warning, Steve forced himself into Eddie again, the skin of his pelvis hitting against Eddie’s ass continuously. Eddie cried out as he felt his arms give in, but Steve swooped in and pulled his arms out behind him, holding him by his wrists as he slammed into Eddie.

“Shit, Steve, it feels so good, you feel so good!” Eddie cried out as he felt and overwhelming feeling develop in his body.

“You like it aggressive don’t you, Eddie? Like being used by me, like being fucked by me hard?”

“God yes I love it, don’t fucking stop!”

The familiar coil in Steve’s stomach began to twist as he fucked into Eddie, the sound of his pelvis hitting against Eddie’s ass motivating him to continue.

“M’ gonna cum Eds, where do you want me to cum?”

“In me, Steve, finish in me!” Steve moaned at his words; he thought he couldn’t fall any more in love with the angel in front of him.

Eddie’s vision blurred as his body was overcome with the feeling of his own orgasm, mixed with Steve’s grunts as he finished. His limbs buckled as he fell into the bed, smiling when he saw Steve plop down next to him, chest still heaving from the adrenaline.

The two laid next to each other, coming down from their highs, still finding a way to be connected, through their fingers being intertwined.

“Come on Steve, let’s clean up.” Eddie whispered as he turned to face him. Steve nodded, sending him a dopey smile as he pushes the curls out of Eddie’s face. Steve pulled off the condom and chucked it in the trash. Eddie sat up, although it took him some time, and moved his face towards Steves pelvis, only to lick away remnants of his seed.

“Oh f-fuck, jesus christ Eds you’re going to be the death of me.” Steve groaned as he pulled Eddie up by his chin and into his lap again, unable to deal with the sensation against his already sensitive cock.

“You okay?” Steve inquired, running his hands up and down Eddie’s arms.

“Of course! I really enjoyed that…” Eddie replied. They shared another sweet kiss, basking in the warmth of their care and love for each other.

“Do you wanna take a shower?”

“Hm, no. I’m sleepy…”

“Alright pretty boy, let’s get some sleep. My parents won’t be back for another week, we can sleep in.”

The two pulled on some fresh boxers and climbed into bed, Steve reaching out to pull Eddie into his arms.

“Are you blushing Eddie?”

“No…”

“I just fucked you and you blush because you’re in my arms?” Steve teased, making Eddie burn up even more.

“You make me feel things okay? Let me blush.” Eddie whined as he tried to hide his shyness, only for Steve to push his hands away and pepper kisses into his face.

“And what are those things hm?”

“Don’t make me say it…”

“Come on, tell me!”

“I feel warm, okay? Just warm, warm from your touch, from your stare, your words. I feel so warm! And then you smile at me and I wanna explode because you drive me fucking insane!”

Steve couldn’t help but laugh at Eddie’s confession, causing Eddie to burst into laughter as well.

“You drive me insane too, Eddie.” Steve whispered as he raised his hand to caress Eddie’s cheek, smiling when he felt Eddie nuzzle further into his touch.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steveddie #steve x eddie #stranger things s4 #stranger things ships #stranger things #steve x eddie fanfiction #steve harrington x eddie munson fanfiction #steve harrington x eddie munson fanfic #steddie smut #steve x eddie smut #steddie fluff #steve x eddie fluff #vellarawrites

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mcuxhp777 · 2 months

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Ed's too much of a coward to admit it Riddler would use it as blackmail

#nygmobblepot #oswald cobblepot #ed nygma #gotham #ed you're gay #my dude fell for him #he can't admit it #ed i know what you are #ed is a bisexual mess

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ARC Review of Late Bloomer by Mazey Eddings

Rating: 4/5 Heat Level: 3.75/5 Publication Date: April 16th

Premise:

A sapphic opposites-attract romance; Opal gets conned into buying a flower farm with her lottery winnings, only to find out it's already owned by Pepper. The farm is failing and the two women decide the best way to save it is entering a national flower show competition.

My review:

This was the sapphic cottage-core romance of my dreams! Opal wins the lottery and in an effort to distance herself from her mooch-y fake friends, she escapes by buying the Thistle and Bloom. Enter Pepper, grumpy flower farmer and actual(?) owner, and the two of them quickly come to the agreement that they'll live together as roommates while they sort out the situation and enter a flower sculpture competition for the prize money.

I loved the idea of both Opal and Pepper finding refuge in the Thistle and Bloom at different points in their life. Both have been hurt in the past and the farm is their safe space as well as the source of inspiration for their art (the way the author describes growing flowers absolutely sounds like an art form; not to mention Opal's shoe-painting business), which is why it's all the more important that they save it from bankruptcy. However, things get further complicated when they begin a no-strings, no-feelings sexual relationship when obviously, there are some very real feelings growing between them.

I really like the way Mazey Eddings wrote both Opal and Pepper's characters; they come across as somewhat messy zillennials (complete with doctoring their own hair to fit their mood)— and they are! Opal and Pepper are 24 and 26 respectively. I saw some reviews call them immature but as someone around their age, I completely sympathize with the way they're both just trying to get by financially while navigating a new relationship. Like, there is a third act break-up that some might see as an overreaction, but I think it fits the pattern of their prior relationships, and the way they react makes sense. What I could have done with less of is the amount of zillenial pop culture references— from 3 different Taylor Swift references to Phoebe Bridgers and Timothee Chalamet. I feel like constant pop culture references tend to date a book.

This book has queer rep and neurodivergent rep; Opal is bisexual and Pepper identifies as queer, and both women are on the spectrum. I appreciate how Mazey Eddings also wrote in multiple queer side characters, as well as how she portrayed neurodiversity— everything from Opal's autism and ADHD causing her use alcohol as an unhealthy coping mechanism to Pepper's sensory sensitivities that cause her to dislike large crowds.

The sex:

I was pleasantly surprised by the sex scenes in this book! They're pretty damn hot and varied, super emotional as time goes on, and I loved the dynamic— Opal is the more assertive one in bed, which leads to some solid dirty talk on her part (it's also in contrast to how she is out of bed because she tends to waffle over a lot of decision making), while Pepper is a little more rough and uncertain but she also has this stern edge. And of course there's greenhouse sex because what even is the point otherwise.

Overall:

I had so much fun reading this book— it had so many laugh-out-loud moments while at the same time Opal and Pepper were such intensely sympathetic characters, perhaps even more so because they were not above messing up (also can we talk about the epilogue?? What Opal did for Pepper is literally the most romantic thing a person can do in this economy). I would recommend this book to anyone looking for an emotionally satisfying romcom that also brings the heat.

Thank you to St. Martin's Press and NetGalley for the ARC in exchange for my review.

#netgalley #arc #arc review #mazey eddings #St. Martin's Press #romance novels #sapphic romance #contemporary romance

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yadown · 5 months

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System Summary

For full details, see this post. For glossary, see this post.

General

Body: 28 yo British male in the UK 🇬🇧

Official diagnoses: • Autism (20) • Depression (22) • OCD (4, 16)

Other: • ED (13) • Fainting (14-16, 23)

For our origins/dx, see this post.

Counts

All Personhoods: 67 • 9 Personalities (top-level) • 34 Aspects (mid-level) • 24 Visages (narrow scope) We prefer person language.

This system has a chairperson, but no host. Said person is not the root of the system.

This system has an adversarial Red Team that probe the Blue Team for weaknesses.

Gender

For polyamory stances and origins, see this post.

System pronouns: (it/they) System is bisexual, biromantic

By our preferred measure, our system Sex composition is approximately: • 80% Male ♂️ • 15% Female ♀️ • 2% Hermaphrodite, and • 2% having No Sex.

We wear: Foundation, Eyeshadow, Nail polish, Floral/print shirts, Pendants, Rings, and Lipstick, and Herbal oils, on top of male clothing, to express that 15%.

For makeup and fashion tips, see this post.

We've had both a bi boyfriend and a hetro girlfriend.

Who Should Interact?

We have enough alters that we can get on fine with just about anyone, no matter who they are or what they believe. There are however some things we specialise in: ★ Bisexual or biromantic community. ★ Dissociative identities community. ★ Gay community. ★ Polyamorous community. • Anyone who had a religious, cult, or other institutional upbringing. • Anyone with a psychological syndrome or condition. • Autism community. • BDSM community. • Business people or academics. • Easy going people who just want to mess about and have a laugh. • Hypersexual people. • People who have been described as "too much" by people who weren't enough. • Persecutor alters. • Really sad, anxious, lonely, depressed people. We're happy to meet up with anyone in the UK or Ireland (live in central England).

Sideblogs

Morgan's Supportive Picnic

Nocturn's Observatory, asking life's big questions.

Quail's Smoky Hotel, exploring spycraft.

Exo's Palace Courtyard, a headspace for making tough decisions.

Charon's Barge of the Damned - for people with chronic suffering.

Chaplain's Lectern - speeches for hope.

DNI

"Yeah, but they're all just you though, aren't they?"

Trying to muddy the lines between Yadown Personhoods.

Interests

For our interests, see this post.

Content on this Blog

We cover ALL aspects of life relating to a system of multiple identified persons. Sometimes this includes clearly marked NSFW posts with an additional warning at the beginning of the post; they may be discussing sex and relationships, they may be romantic and/or erotic writings. No sexual images or videos are ever posted.

- Notar

#did osdd #did system intro #did #dissociative identity disorder #dissociation #plural system #plural #plural community #multiplicity #bisexual #bigender #endo safe

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