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From now on, I'm officially your body guard. I go wherever you go.
ASHER YASBINCEK & AYESHA MADON as HARPER & AMERIE β HEARTBREAK HIGH | S02E01, Bird Psycho
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girls with big sad brown eyes can't be convicted of crimes
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Will McDonald & James MajoosΒ as Ca$h & Darren Rivers
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Astarion | High Elf | Rogue | Vampire Spawn
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just thinking about covey!reader teaching sejanus plinth how to play the guitar β¦
youβre poised behind him, the guitar balanced on his knee, and heβs gripping it like itβs made of pure gold, fully aware of how special it is to you and how special it is that youβre letting him play it. your prized possession and youβve handed it over like itβs nothing. your trust for him makes his knees feel like jelly.
you wrap your arms around his front and guide his fingers over the strings, your touch like pure electricity. heβs blushing up to his ears by the time youβve positioned him for the chords, and heβs glad youβre behind him or youβd definitely notice.
he strums on the strings, clumsy but gentle, and to his surprise, it doesnβt sound like absolute garbage. you must have magic in your hands, he decides. meanwhile youβre cheering, rubbing his shoulders with your magical hands.
βgood job, handsome,β you tell him happily, dipping over his shoulder to kiss his cheek. βyouβll be playing with us in no time.β you smile at him, completely oblivious to the effect you have on him. βI can teach you some more, if you like?β
sejanus tries not to breathe too fast. somehow he doesnβt think he could survive another lesson.
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STEVE HARRINGTON
4.01 "The Hellfire Club"
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RESIDENT EVIL 4 REMAKE (2023) dev. Capcom [1,2]
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more hairy women in fic
more women of color in fic
more fat women in fic
more tall women in fic
more loud women in fic
more self-assured women in fic
and less hairless, juvenile, white-washed, diminished little girl-doll-women in fic
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Sabrina Carpenter
Round 2 of Song Association with ELLE
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summary ; steve wakes you in the middle of the night to what you think is a nightmare
pairing ; steve harrington x girlfriend!reader
notes ; pet names, swearing, f and m orgasm, breast play, mentions of nightmares, p in v sex. let me know if i forgot any !
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steve's murmurs are what pull you from your sleep, his tiresome tossing and turning making it impossible for you to settle beside him. more times than not it was the result of a nightmare, his past experiences getting the better of him while he was at his most vulnerable.
"stevieβ¦" you groan, softly shaking his shoulder until he stirs, letting out a small gasp before slowly blinking his eyes. "β¦you were having another bad dream."
it takes him a moment to answer, his voice groggy and brows furrowed in the middle. he rubs his eyes, "i was?"
you nod, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before rolling back over. "you were groaning again, and moving around a lot."
thereβs a small moment of silence as steve takes in his surroundings, and it all makes sense when he checks beneath the blanket.
"babyβ¦" he scoots himself closer to you, wrapping you up in his arms from behind and nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. his skin is soft against yours and the hair on his chest is warm. "β¦ it wasnβt a bad dream. it was a good one.β
"a good dream?" you indulge, leaning into his touch, and he presses himself into you, giving you the answer you were looking for. "oh⦠a good dream."
he hums in your ear, a soft chuckle escaping him as his breath is hot against your neck, "β¦ a good dream." he repeats, pressing sloppy wet kisses along the back of your neck now, and you relish in the feeling of his lips on you. "β¦ a really good dream."
"and what exactly happened in this really good dream?" you ask.
"well⦠you were there⦠and i was there⦠and we were in bed." his voice is low in your ear, relaying what had been occupying his dreams, and you hum in acknowledgment. "and i was touching you⦠like this."
he moves the hand that was snaked beneath you under your shirt now and starts to knead your breast. rolling his fingers over your nipple until it's plump and taut beneath his touch. your head lulls back against him, big eyes staring up at him as he focuses on the now hard cherubs poking through the material on your chest.
"what else?" you whisper, though it comes out shaky.
he meets your gaze, big brown eyes staring down at you under the moonlight with a smirk splayed across his lips, though he doesn't answer you this time. he simply pulls your shirt up to reveal your chest and takes your other breast in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip as your breathing speeds up.
"mmmm, what happened next, baby?" you ask, a little impatient now as the heat between your legs inclines, your walls growing moist with arousal.
he pulls his tongue away from you, the cold air hitting your wet skin, and he returns to his position behind you, his lips soft against your ear. "you spread your legs wide open for me."
you swallow hard, a desperate gasp leaving your lips as you do what he says, slowly spreading your legs for him. it's only seconds before one of his hands slowly starts to explore you, rubbing over your panties with a feather-light touch.
your chest heaves at an uneven pace, gasps leaving your lips as you stare at him through your lashes, eyes upturning with craving. his fingers trace the band of your underwear, fingers slipping in, only to stop before he reaches your sweet spot.
"you didn't want me to touch you though," he completely halts his movements, your heart racing and need for him to touch you growing at an inexplicable rate. he leers in close, lips touching the edge of your ear. "no, baby. you wanted me to fuck you. you were begging me to fill your pretty little hole with my cock."
you were pulsating with desire, wanting, needing to feel him inside you. "stevie, baby, please. i need you." you whimper.
"i know you can do better than that." he draws his bottom lip between his teeth as he slowly removes his hand from your panties.
"i need to feel you. i want you to fill my pretty little hole with your big, ginormous, cock, stevie."
that's all he needs to hear before shimmying out of his shorts, as you remove your own panties, and lining himself up at your entrance. one hand is firmly wrapped around your thigh, holding it in the air with ease as he slowly slides the tip across your folds, collecting the wetness that had gathered.
"you're already so wet," a devilish grin tugs at his lips. "all that just for me, baby?"
"always for you." you trace his jawline with your finger.
a groan bellows from the back of his throat, his jaw tightening, eyes flittering and he slowly presses himself in. a mixture of moans and pants leave you both as he pushes himself into your warmth, burying himself as far and deep as he could.
"let me know when you're ready, okay?" he drops his head into the crook of your neck, the feeling of you wrapped around him already pushing him to his edge. you did things to him that no other woman ever could, to the point that just stretching you out was a complicated task for him.
after a moment, you tap him on the arm, signalling that you were ready for him to start moving, and he does. your skin grows damp, sticking to steve's front as a thin coat of sweat forms over you both. the hairs on his chest creating a soft padding as he thrusts himself into you, sinking into your goodness at a torturous pace.
"fuck, steve," you cry his name, hands reaching around to entangle in his dark locks, and pulling ever so slightly.
"mmm, feel s'good around me, baby," he says through gritted teeth, his core meeting yours as satiable moans leave you both β filling the silence of the room as he focuses on filling you.
steve doesn't let up the rhythm he had built, your mouth blown wide from the ever-growing sensation, the ball of suspense begging to burst. his hands tightly grab at you with so much want, so much need, with each and every jut of his hips.
"oh my god, right there." you exclaim, moving yourself back into him now to speed up his pace, tugging on his hair harder. "i'm so close."
"fuckβ¦" steve hisses, his movements becoming sloppy. "i want you to cum with me. okay, baby?"
nodding your head rapidly, the ball in the bottom of your stomach starts to unravel, sending a wave of ecstasy through your body. unable to stay still as you come undone, steve fills your hole with his creamy secretion. the liquid warm inside you as an array of curses leave his lips and he slows his movements, eventually coming to a stop as you both lay there spent.
"was that how your dream ended?" you pant, unable to hide your smile.
licking his lower lip, he shakes his head, "no. it was better."
#β κ° β§ βΛ vee daydreams Λκ³β§ κ±#steve harrington α°#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x fem!reader#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington oneshot#steve harrington one shot#steve harrington fic#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington smut#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fanfiction#β not sfw ! α°
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should i start reposting all my old jatp fics now that the show is getting attention again and there could be a possible revival of the show??
#β κ° β§ βΛ dear diary Λκ³β§ κ±#luke patterson x reader#reggie peters x reader#luke patterson fanfic#reggie peters fanfic#luke patterson x y/n#reggie peters x y/n#luke patterson x you#reggie peters x you#luke patterson one shot#reggie peters one shot#julie and the phantoms#jatp#jatp fanfic
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