𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 — 𝟏𝟕+

( afab!reader x ur fav male!char <3 )

✧ summary– u and ur bf. that’s all.

✧ cw– smut, reader has a viagra, nipple play, romantic??, pretty vanilla sex, whoever you imagine has big swinging meaty balls, yum, pwnp there’s no build up lmao just straight to the hot stuff.

✧ a/n– i wrote this during class a few weeks back. it probably sucks. i really didn’t have a character in mind for this, so you can imagine whoever you’d like.

a low, guttural moan rips from your chest as you buried your face in the space between your boyfriend’s neck and collar bone. he presses a kiss to the side of your head, taking in your scent as he slightly adjusts your body, rough hands gripping at your waist as you stay seated on his cock.

you close your eyes, brows furrowed as you relish the bit of friction he gave you from such slight movement. you can feel him twitch inside you after every pulse, throb and drip of your cunt. “..fuck” he curses with a whine, hands moving to grip and massage the fat of your ass as he slowly moves you up and down, tight pussy dragging along the length of his shaft at a mind numbingly slow pace. a gasp falls from your lips as he spreads your ass, exposing your privates to the chilly air, although, as your bodies entwined further, all you could feel now was the heat of the moment, the feeling of his hot skin against your own. lifting your head, you showered his collar bone in kisses before moving up his neck, then finally, to his lips, not hesitating to dip your tongue into his mouth as you kissed; sloppily, but so sexily.

he remained inside you as he laid you gently on the bed. his hands explored your body, fingertips dragging along your skin before he began pressing kisses along your belly, the feeling of his soft lips against your body sending butterflies soaring through your stomach as your body twitched, back arching slightly off the bed. his left hand toyed with your nipple as he suckled on the other, his head moving higher as his right hand moved lower and lower down your body.

a lewd moan emits from you, eyes tipping too the back of your head and mind growing foggy as he stimulated your body so perfectly; mouth messily kissing your neck, left hand playing with the bud of your nipple while the other played with your clit, rubbing slow, sensual circles as his hips took movement once again, the tip of his cock bruising your most sensitive spot. it’s as if being lost in pleasure made you far more aware than ever of your situation. the feeling of his hot skin against yours, the pressure building in your stomach as his fingers and cock play with your pussy, when he holds your body, you swear you could feel his touch sear into your skin, leaving a mark everywhere his fingers drag. and it’s just so hot, that it’s too much. every single sound, every single feeling was so, so hot.

it’s the rather soft, underrated sound and feel of his balls slapping against the curve of your ass that sends you reeling; eyes rolling, clit throbbing and cunt tightening around his cock as you came hard, a choked moan rising from your throat, then from his soon after.

sweat dripped from your bodies as you panted heavily, minds still foggy after chasing your high, and although your boyfriend loomed over you, he managed to miss the slight smile on your face as you savored the feeling of his hot cum pooling in your cunt.

Eddie lowkey outing himself by accident but Robin’s the only one that’s even certain that’s what’s happening

Eddie’s finally graduated and he’s having a celebratory bonfire with the Hellfire Club and Steve and Nancy and Robin at it. They’re out by Skull Rock so that they won’t get shit or noise complaints from other people in the trailer park. They’ve already ceremonially burned 6 years worth of Eddie’s notes and homework and failed tests by the time Eddie goes off on his own

Which later, he’ll realize wasn’t a great choice. But it’s supposed to be safe in Hawkins with all the gates closed now and in the moment, he just knows that his bladder has caught up to all the drinking and he really needs to take a leak. And okay, maybe he goes a little further away from everyone than is strictly necessary, but he has a shy bladder

And it’s fine at first. He takes a piss and zips his pants back up and goes to head back to where everyone else is but then he gets cut off by the latest kind of demo-monster to be on the loose in Hawkins and he has nothing on him but his wallet, his lighter, and a pack of cigarettes so he is certain that he’s really dead meat this time

He stumbles backwards in his rush to get away from the demo-thing and ends up falling over a broken branch and landing on his ass. The things still moving closer and they’re not supposed to like fire, so he pulls his lighter out and holds the pathetic little flame at arm’s length and yells at it to keep back as if that’s going to do anything. He shouts at it as loud as he can, but he’s the one that brought the boombox and set the volume at the highest so he’s not holding out a lot of hope about being heard and he doesn’t know that it would really help if any of them heard him anyway. So mostly he just thinks he’s dragging out his own death by making the thing come after him slightly more hesitantly because of the fire

But Steve notices Eddie sneak off on his own and it hasn’t been that long, but he thought he’d be back by now, so he’s already contemplating going to check that he’s fine when he hears something off in the direction Eddie went over the shitty music

And clearly Nancy heard it too because she’s already rushing off in that direction and while Robin and the kids rush after her to see what’s going on and Eddie’s out of the loop friends look at each other confused about what’s going on, Steve grabs a big ass stick off the ground and pours the last of his drink over the end and dunks it in the fire and then grabs a big ass bottle of vodka for good measure because even though he couldn’t totally hear what Eddie called out and even though this might just be Eddie up to his usual dramatics on the way back, Steve knows there’s a very real chance that it’s not and that once again the nightmare with the Upside Down isn’t really over like they thought it was and there’s no way he’s risking rushing in as weaponless as everyone else and putting them all in danger. He’ll be the weird guy that chased Eddie with a flaming tree branch to his Hellfire friends if he has to be because he’ll take that over risking anything happening to anyone there

Eddie’s lying on his back on the ground with the full body weight of the demo-thing on him and he’s got his eyes clenched shut and he’s holding on tight to his lighter with his hands up with to protect his face as if that’s going to do anything to stop this thing from ripping him to shreds, but then suddenly there’s a squelching thwack and then an awful ear-splitting screeching and there’s nothing holding Eddie down anymore. He opens his eyes and sees Steve beating the thing with a flaming tree branch and Nancy grabbing an equally large not flaming stick to join in while everyone else rushes over to check that Eddie’s okay. And then Steve warns Nancy to back up and throws the vodka bottle at the demo-thing and lights it fully on fire

It takes a bit for it to burn and Eddie to remember how to stand back up, but by the time he does, Eddie’s adrenaline is still running wild and he’s floating on the natural high that comes with narrowly escaping death. He tells the kids he’s fine and gets up and then turns to Steve and starts heading toward him while he laughs and gushes, “That was incredible. I was sure I was sure I was a goner and then there you were just casually pulling off the most badass move I’ve ever seen out of anyone. Seriously dude. That was awesome. I swear I could kiss you right now.” Which he emphasizes by grabbing Steve’s face in both hands and then planting a quick dramatic kiss on him and he only really realizes what he’s done in front of everyone after he’s already let go of his face so he quickly rushes to add, “Seriously, I could kiss all of you right now” but then nope, that’s not a good cover either and he realizes as soon as the words are out of his mouth, so he quickly adds, “I mean not any of you kids because that’d be weird, but” and thankfully Robin chimes in with “I’m good without” and Nancy quickly adds that she is too so Eddie doesn’t have to start kissing all of his friends near his age just to try to cover for the whole heat of the moment kissing Steve before thinking it through thing. And Steve hasn’t hit him, so that’s a good sign that he might get out of this with people just assuming this is another one of his eccentricities and nothing serious

The kids and Nancy just assume that the kiss was just an extension of his dramatics and that he thought it would be funny. Robin is onto Eddie, but not about to say anything about it. Steve’s too busy with his internal huh, okay… apparently I like that to even start considering Eddie’s motives until long after the kiss has actually happened

it’s all the rest of what i want with you

connor dewar/brandon duhaime :: 8k

Summary:

“Brandon,” Connor says with a sigh. “There’s no baby in there.”

“Not yet,” Brandon says. Connor feels his stomach twist, almost like what he would imagine a baby kicking to feel like.

in these trying times of dewvorce, may i offer you 8k of pwp inspired by @stillfertile’s wonderful art which i had. several breakdowns about 🫶 anyway please enjoy!!!

in a similar vein to my last post i very much think demo’d be so good with kids. i don’t know if he’d be a good dad necessarily with all that emotional baggage and undoubtedly enough generational trauma to permanently ruin a toddler within seconds but he’d be a great uncle, godfather, weird neighbor, etc.

consider with me here. uncle tavish with the eyepatch and the peg-leg. he looks scary but he tells great stories about wizards and wars and explosions and he leaves in all the gory bits. he’ll show you how to make a pretty good firework out of the cleaning stuff your mum’s got lying around the house as long as you won’t tell on him. he’ll help you pull pranks on your adult relatives and he’ll take the blame for them. he’ll let you sip on his beer and scrumpy if you swear up and down you’re grown-up enough and when you hiss and stick your tongue out at the alcohol he’ll tell you that means you’re probably more mature than him. he doesn’t seem that rich but he’ll buy you a dirtbike or a pony or a whole set of expensive action figures for your birthday and he won’t even act like it’s a big deal. there’s something so simply enjoyable to him about kids (kids that aren’t his), so kicking with wonder and fierce excitement about the world, and he does whatever he can to give them what he never got—the push to run around and discover and do what they want, and to spit and curse and play-swordfight in the backyard and everything else all the adults in his life never really let him do. really, under it all, at the end of the day he’s got the big dumb heart of an absolute bloody sap and he knows it, and it’s almost relieving to know he’s still got it after all these years. you know? it works out

Passed out immediately after getting home from another medical procedure today and when I woke up this was in my notes

Francine Boyle as bearing witness

(hi! I’m writing this for TOTA takeover. There will be some minor spoilers for the show, but I’ve done my best to keep them vague)

A really neat thing that I love about Francine Boyle’s character is that she’s *incredibly* observant. She functions as a witness to events in many episodes (you can see this multiple times when she watches everyone dancing in the hall outside the radio station), and I think that that’s part of the reason that everyone else trusts her, even if she hasn’t talked to them that much. She *knows* how people and things work—what makes them tick, so to speak—to an extent that I don’t think any other character does. She’s the first person we see who acknowledges Eddie’s alcoholism, but she doesn’t push him to recognize it before he’s ready. While we don’t see much of her friendship with Fergus (though I sorely wish we had seen more), she seems to understand him and his situation the most, even more than Campbell who’s his roommate.

There’s also her fondness of McTavish and later her kittens—first off, as far as the audience knows, she’s really the only person at St. Jude’s who’s noticed McTavish, and she also notices when she and her kittens are in danger. Even before then, though, Francine’s awareness is part of the reason that her insistence that McTavish *isn’t* pregnant is so unsettling to both Eddie and the audience; it isn’t something fits in with what we’ve seen of her.

This also works really well with the themes of the show, where Francine’s perception of the world is often *more* clear than the “sane” characters’, and ignoring that in-universe would often be disastrous, as demonstrated with McTavish.

It also connects with Francine’s arc, which is centered around her *finally* being genuinely seen, and allowing herself to be that vulnerable. I think that all the instances of her bearing witness is part of the reason that her ending feels like such a triumph—she’s finally being shown the kindness that she has given to those around her.

mark…….

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just me life updating about moving and other ramblings in the tags lmao

“ash where have you been i thought you were gonna be insane about the f.naf movie” i am and have been i just decided to channel that into going as m.ichael a.fron to my college departments halloween event … i promise these are the last cos photos i’m posting

Ghosts Tarot card #4–Thorfinn as The Emperor!

This card is probably the closest visually to the original Colman Smith design (which can be seen here) of the ones I’ve made so far—it lends itself really well to Thor! Aside from his clothing, the biggest changes I made were replacing the ankh and globe in his hands, which symbolize domain over life/death. In his right hand is now Thor’s axe, which I think, based on this ghost’s history, preserves the life and death symbolism nicely. In his other hand, he holds a tankard of mead, because our guy has been missing it for a THOUSAND years and he deserves a good time!

Thematically, this card is all about strength, power, and enforcing social systems, which I think not only fits his life as a Viking warrior, but the role as security or ‘muscle’ that we see him play in several episodes. I think with how tied up this card is in preserving social rule, it also fits nicely with his character’s sometimes stubborn commitment to some of the standards of his time—at least until the other ghosts challenge him on it—be that with parenting Bjorn, learning to apologize, his attitude towards Danes, or his continued insistence that the proper word is LANDSHIP!

As always, all of my card designs can be seen in my Ghosts Tarot tag. Next card up is Pete! Any guesses which Tarot card I’ve chosen for him?

CON CRUNCH IS REAL I THINK IM GONNA JUST START HOT GLUING SHIT TOGETHER TONIGHT FUCK IT WE BALL!!!!!!!

Damn I’m kinda tired of my current blog aesthetic, I should switch things up a bit [makes the whole thing identical to how it was for like 4 years]

stepbro yuta is slowly but surely coming along 😋

As I promised last night, here’s a very short (and early draft) snippet from my upcoming Byler fic, All The Time in the World (posting date TBD), which is a sequel to This fic:

Dustin: “So, if you two get married, whose last name are you taking?”

Will: “What?”

Dustin: “Like when gay marriage becomes legal, are you gonna be the Wheelers, or the Byers?”

Will: “…It's a moot point, because we can’t get married.”

Dustin: “Just, hypothetically though? Because either Mike is gonna be Michael Byers, or you’re gonna be Will Wheeler.” He gasps suddenly, excited. “Or, you could be the Hoppers!!”

Will snorts. “Mike would never agree to have the same last name as Hop, Dustin.”

Dustin laughs. “Okay, that’s true. But then we’re back to the original question: Byers or Wheeler?”

Will sighs. “Byers-Wheeler.”

D: “Huh?”

W: “Byers-Wheeler. Then Mike could be Michael B. Wheeler and I could be Will Byers-Wheeler.”

D: “So you have thought about this?”

W: “Of course I have Dustin, I had a crush on him for years! I didn’t want the love of my life going around with a name that sounded like an axe murderer.”

D: “And you didn’t want the alliteration.”

W: “Of fucking course I don’t. I’d sound like a cartoon character.” A pause. “Don’t tell Max I said that.”

D, smug: “I accept bribes in the form of candy.”