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birdcagcd · 2 years

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tag drop !

ic. i manifest my enemies; will i manifest an early grave?

ooc. you crave the applause; yet hate the attention.

memes. but at some point i got so comfortable that i didn't even realize that i'd started to crawl.

ask. please text me later the instructions to forget you.

dash comm. if we're not safe then we're all in danger; but your safety defies all nature.

laby. lucky is she who lives unaware; doesn't get bothered by all that's unfair.

nisha. even if I nag just please stay here with me.

aou. mind my words, don't let yourself corrupt.

fumus. sure that nobody'll survive; buried remnants of innocence.

meikai. nothing of him was particular; tho somehow I was obedient 'till now.

pleione. remember to put on silencer; exactly like your mother's words.

sal. just remember I loved you; as long as I could.

stnk. and then I gave you my heart; to fill in the emptiness in your chest.

wada. of course I knew. we felt... the same way.

tsaritsa. that goodbye was just like you; I was grieving a nonsensical past.

venti. let’s bury this cowardly love here, let’s stop and forget this.

felix. 100 hours to rearrange the stars & I'm the worst mistake God's ever made.

vincent. the only one who sees a problem in it is you; eyler.

es. will you be able to forgive them after listening to their sins?

fuuta. you don't understand so you take the shades; and you brand them evil and then throw them in a cage.

mahiru. hiding my indulgence; the freedom we sacrifice for love !

muu. there’s no special meaning, I got the short end of the stick.

meliodas. well; you already know. t's just what I'd wanted.

sonic. your hands protect the flames from the wild winds around you.

amane. I'm dead.. and a murderer. we can't grow up together.

tsukasa. it's the quiet; the downtime to breathe in my lungs.

satou. violence is familiar & the touch of their fingers bitter and sweet.

danilo. a welcome party for those who want to be reborn.

musings. I feel scared and I'm starting to sink; and I only sink deeper the deeper I think.

aes. they could only pry me off once I’d grown too weak; cuz I was too broken to leave you I was too sick to eat.

about. every thought is like a hurricane; destroying everything but it leaves no trace.

self. but there's no shred of evidence 'cause I don't bleed.

q. nothing can touch you anymore; with your glass ceiling; walls; and floor.

#ic. i manifest my enemies; will i manifest an early grave?#ooc. you crave the applause; yet hate the attention.#memes. but at some point i got so comfortable that i didn't even realize that i'd started to crawl.#ask. please text me later the instructions to forget you.#dash comm. if we're not safe then we're all in danger; but your safety defies all nature.#laby. lucky is she who lives unaware; doesn't get bothered by all that's unfair.#nisha. even if I nag just please stay here with me.#aou. mind my words don't let yourself corrupt.#fumus. sure that nobody'll survive; buried remnants of innocence.#meikai. nothing of him was particular; tho somehow I was obedient 'till now.#pleione. remember to put on silencer; exactly like your mother's words.#sal. just remember I loved you; as long as I could.#stnk. and then I gave you my heart; to fill in the emptiness in your chest.#wada. of course I knew. we felt... the same way.#tsaritsa. that goodbye was just like you; I was grieving a nonsensical past.#venti. let’s bury this cowardly love here let’s stop and forget this.#felix. 100 hours to rearrange the stars & I'm the worst mistake God's ever made.#vincent. the only one who sees a problem in it is you; eyler.#es. will you be able to forgive them after listening to their sins?#fuuta. you don't understand so you take the shades; and you brand them evil and then throw them in a cage.#mahiru. hiding my indulgence; the freedom we sacrifice for love !#muu. there’s no special meaning I got the short end of the stick.#meliodas. well; you already know. t's just what I'd wanted.#sonic. your hands protect the flames from the wild winds around you.#amane. I'm dead.. and a murderer. we can't grow up together.#tsukasa. it's the quiet; the downtime to breathe in my lungs.#satou. violence is familiar & the touch of their fingers bitter and sweet.#danilo. a welcome party for those who want to be reborn.#musings. I feel scared and I'm starting to sink; and I only sink deeper the deeper I think.#aes. they could only pry me off once I’d grown too weak; cuz I was too broken to leave you I was too sick to eat.

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sinsmockingbird · 28 days

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Here's more text memes I made with PTN Women. These are Deren, Raven, & Kelvin. CW: Suggestive stuff in one for Deren and Raven.

#*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsins text memes #deren #deren x reader #deren x you #raven #raven x reader #raven x you #kelvin #kelvin x reader #kelvin x you #path to nowhere

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demonictacobeard · 2 months

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Adam, still going through it, texting Lucifer because that’s the only fucker he knows here who he only hates most of the time: Why is a fucking pig lying on my bed?!

Lucifer, texting back right away: It’s hard being the only one of your kind in a place, he must have been so excited to hear you were here that he came to see you himself

Adam, using Doomgle for the first time to find pictures of ducks saying die in a fire: Die

Lucifer, torn between being pissed at the duck meme or loving it: You first, no that would be second wouldn’t it?

Adam, sending a rolling eyes Hellmoji: Oh no I’m dead, so fucking original. Not like I haven’t done this before, bitch nothing you say will piss me off more then dying from advanced aging

Angel Dust, accidentally reading the whole thing over his shoulder, an easy task: That’s where Fat Nugget is?! Fuck, why’d he run off there? I don’t wanna go into the depression cave, and I know Adam doesn’t want me to come knocking either

Lucifer, waving his hand and opening a portal into Adam’s room: I’ve got this. Adam! You can deposit the pig here into the waiting arms of his owner

Adam, shoving his hands through the portal while holding a whining Fat Nugget: Who’s miniature ham is this even?

Angel Dust, scooping Fat Nugget up: Mine! Nugget, my sweet little shit. Why’d you go and fall asleep in a lamb paddock?

Adam, flipping Angel off through the portal and slowly dragging his hand out of it: Wilbur got lonely, guess Charlotte isn’t entertaining after all huh?

Angel Dust, flipping him off back with his lower arms: Just shut up you shitty ass sheep, a Shepard would leave you behind on purpose

Lucifer, cutting that short by closing the portal: Charlie’s going to be so happy he spoke to someone today

Husk, cleaning his lemon juicer: She’ll be happier about it then Adam himself

Lucifer, shaking his head: No, trust me he lives for this shit. He’d rather argue then being left completely to himself. Because if he’s all alone he’ll get bored. He hates being bored

Angel raising a suggestive eyebrow: And…your majesty just how do you know that?

Husk, slapping his face because he warned Angel about teasing the King Of Hell a hundred times: He has fun undoing everything I do to keep his ass alive, doesn’t he?

Lucifer, staring at him silently before laughing a little too loudly: No reason!

Angel after Lucifer tugs his collar and leaves awkwardly: I think the king doth protest too much, Husk

Husk, sighing: I think you are doth interested, in the business of a man who can kill a seven deadly sin if he wanted to, too much

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #guitarduck #adamsapple #sinner adam #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #cw cursing #Husk tries so hard #Angel Dust the resident meddler #Fat Nugget tries to be a therapy pig but no one will let him #Lucifer: It’s totally normal to know so much about a man you hate #Lucifer: Right?#Meanwhile Adam is Doomgle’ing spider facts to use as future insults #He comes out of his room eventually

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buniyaad · 7 months

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January 8th - 14th, 2024

Monday, January 8th - Sins of the Family // Isolation

Tuesday, January 9th - Prophecies // Deadly Devotion

Wednesday, January 10th - Superman Cults // Possession

Thursday, January 11th - The Forgotten One // A Hole in the World

Friday, January 12th - A Parent Knows Best // Eldritch Horror

Saturday, January 13th - It Takes a Village // Inheritance

Sunday, January 14th - Mistakes Were Made // Horror Movie AU

Purpose?

Not enough horror-themed fanworks in the world about the Superfam. Got jealous of the Batfandom having all these horror-themed events and projects, so I decided to host one for the Superfam.

Why should we participate in this?

Because you like seeing the soupeyfam in ever-increasingly fucked up situations that elicit a deeply-rooted, ancient dread :3

So how does it work?

The release date for fanworks is from Monday, the 8th of January through Sunday, the 14th of January, 2024.

This aint a Halloween-themed event! You have well over three months to write, draw, and create fanworks. However, use the spooky season to help generate some ideas and propel you forward! :3

This an opportunity for people who’d like to explore the Superfamily characters, dynamics, and relationships through a variety of prompts. Although romantic ships are nice, please make sure the Superfam are the focus of your fanwork.

Superfamily characters include, but are not limited to:

Clark Kent

Lois Lane

Kara Zor El

Jonathan and Martha Kent

Jon Kent

Osul Ra and Otho Ra

John Henry Irons

Natasha Irons

Kon El/Conner Kent

Chris Kent/Lor Zod

Karen Starr

Kong Kenan

Superfamily characters of ANY comic book universe are acceptable. If you want to spend the entire fanweek exploring Ultraman and Injustice!Superman because you love drama, then be my guest! If you want Ultraman to kidnap Lois this time instead of Jon, go for it!! Let that imagination run WILD!!!

Darkfic, horrorfic, genre-specific work, and other both safe and not-safe-for-tunglr dot hell tropes are welcome. Just make sure that you post any Mature content on a landing page that doesn't restrict Mature content (like AO3). I don’t want anyone getting their blog banned. We cannot defeat our capitalist overlords, but we can definitely work around them.

This fanweek will not have a dedicated blog. These prompts are free for anyone to use. Because it is a non-traditional, non-monetized, and free-to-opt-in casual event, there will be no mods but moi, no advertising of paid services, and no ratings or participant restrictions. I will open a collection on AO3 in January for anyone who wants their work collated for this event.

In order to ensure that both creators and the audience are making informed decisions about what they engage with, all creators are encouraged to include triggers, ships, and any other squick warnings.

Please utilize the read-more function for fanworks that are longer than 250 words. We're tryna read yer stories, not get spammed with a wall of text. Please Be Courteous.

And last but not least - if you are engaging with any of the fanworks, reblog, reblog, reblog! Share the work with your followers. Send all the love to the creators for crafting their masterpieces!!

What can I contribute?

Fanart (standalones, comic strips, etc.), fanfiction (one-shots, multichapter, etc.), fanmixes, gifsets, graphics, meme collections, fanvids, whatever your heart desires! Go wild!!!

Can I create/write not-safe-for-tunglr dot hell content?

Yes!!! All creators are encouraged to include triggers warnings, sub-genre specifications, ships, and other warnings in their posts. I will not discourage you from writing your 16k Kara-goes-evil fic, but please... Be Courteous and tag your fanworks appropriately so people can make an informed decision on what they're comfortable with viewing.

What does (X) prompt mean?

Each day has two prompts!! You can either pick a prompt OR you can combine prompts in different ways. Let your imagination take you where you want to go with each prompt!! If you want to explore both in the same fanwork, then be my guest!!

Mainstream Canon, Elsewords, and AU content is acceptable! Just make sure to stay within the comicsverse. Creativity is key! Have fun!!!

Can I crackship/multiship/harem/OT3/polyam the characters?

Absolutely!!! Just please remember that this is the Soupeyfam horror week, not the Lois-Has-A-Harem-of-Elseworlds-Supermen week. We love ships and things, but this week is about the Superfamily. The characters can have their lovers, but their personal romantic dalliances shouldn't overtake the Soupeyfam dynamics (unless you're pulling a Cersei and Jaime, lmao, if that's the case, go wild).

Does this have a tag?

During release week, use the general “superfam” tag to share your work with the wider Superfam fandom on tunglr. You can use whatever other tags you fancy. The best way to share, however, is to directly @ me so that I may reblog it.

I didn’t read a damn thing before this, Ava.

TL;DR: Over three months until the fanweek!!! For all fanwork creators out there, now’s the time to start thinking about what prompts you want to utilize for your creations. There are no creative restrictions, but I do ask that you follow these posting tips:

All fanfiction should be under a read-more.

Not-safe-for-tunglr fanwork should be LINKED to whatever landing site the content is being hosted on (Twitter, AO3, etc). This includes both fanfiction and fanart. I don’t want your blog getting flagged bc tunglr hates gay people.

Provide content warnings for all triggers, squicks, and sub-genres. Unfortunately, in my ten odd years away from DC Comics, the fandom's seen a resurgence in puritanical behavior and tons of censorship and self-censorship. Please list content warnings on your work but do not be discouraged in sharing your work. If a fancop gets on your ass, block them. Please block as MANY as you can. They're like pests, they're always gonna be there, but their influence can be diminished by staunch blocking and reporting.

You can participate as much as you want!! Maybe you only wanna create for one day? Cool! Maybe you’re an overachieving corporate clown insomniac like myself, and wanna create for every day of the week? Go for it!!!

The most important thing is to have fun :)

Truth be told, this event is entirely selfish. I personally love to the horror genre, and would love to see the characters in the Superfamily get more canon content as seen through beloved horror tropes. Unfortunately, Status Quo often gets in the way, and the current fanworks are largely ambivalent to the Dreadful and Despairing. If you'd like to join me in creating deliciously dark fiction featuring our favorite DC clan, please do! I would love to read your 10k character study of Otho and Osul assimilating into human society after spending their formative years as slaves in Warworld.

We’re over three months away from release week, so take your time, look through the prompts, and get your creative juices flowing! I will be sending out reminders until the go-live date.

For the people who showed interest during the initial interest check, I hope you're able to participate. To the four people who hate me, your mom's a hoe. Thank you.

#superfam #superfam horror week #clark kent #superman #lois lane #jon kent #kon el #kong kenan #karen starr #natasha irons #dc comics #real talk #ava's ficcing adventures

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forever-rogue · 2 years

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Killer King

AN | Someone asked if I could do a little something based off this post and here we are! Enjoy and shouts out to @eddiemunsons-missingnipple for the inspiration 🥰

Warnings | Language, Mentions of Masturbation

Pairing | Rockstar!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.2k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie

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Eddie Munson was a lot of things. He was talented, kind, smart, funny, handsome, and possessed a heart of gold. But for all the things he was, there was plenty that he wasn’t. Including tech savvy…he was more technologically challenged than anything. For someone young and fairly hip, you’d think he’d have at least the basic skill set. But nah.

Don't ask this man about setting up a twitter because all he’d say was tweeting is for birds. He had an Instagram account, but the only posts on there were done by either his PR team or on occasion you. He never saw the point and he was too much of an old man at heart for sharing and appreciating memes. He’d barely figured out how to use a third of the features on laptop and phone. Texting was probably his strongest suit, and even then he preferred to call. He was definitely a man out of time when it came to any technology.

For a long time he kept his same phone - not that there was anything wrong with that but this poor phone deserved to be put out of its misery. The screen was cracked to hell, the back was shattered, the camera was akin to a potato and it was slower than all hell. You were able to finally convince him that he needed a new phone, at least to make sure he was able to keep in touch without wondering if the phone would handle another call. Naturally, Eddie had grumbled and complained, positive that it was an unnecessary expense. But he still did it anyway, knowing better than to argue with you.

Little did you know it would lead to some interesting…consequences.

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You were at work when he went to pick up his new phone; unlike your rockstar boyfriend, you were no celebrity and preferred to keep it that way. Honestly, Eddie was not into his celebrity status and couldn’t care less. He just wanted to write and perform music, everything else was just cherries.

Eddie, your sweet, wonderful boyfriend, had come up with a wicked idea. One of the many things you liked to surprise him with, especially when he was away performing, was the occasional photo. A nice and tasteful nude, Eddie joked, despite the fact that they were often not very nice or tasteful but downright sinful. Hey, when you were separated for long periods of time you had to find a way to keep things spicy. And, you wagered, now he’d be able to appreciate your pictures in full and clear high definition technicolor.

That’s precisely where Eddie came up with his brilliant idea. You loved him, truly, madly, and deeply, but he was just so damn clueless at times. Once he had gotten home from the store, having waited around to have someone help him set up his new phone and show him how to use the new features, he went straight into the bathroom. If you could send him the sexiest fuckin’ photos he had ever seen, maybe he could return the favor. He didn’t think he was anywhere as gorgeous as you - you loved to remind him he was so wrong - and almost talked himself out of his plan, but decided to push through.

It had been a few days since you’d seen one another besides in the late evenings in bed; despite living together, it was like the two of you were passing ships in the night. And fuck, he missed your delicate touches and soft, warm body. And his own had been screaming for release - finding it with his hand in the shower hadn’t been anywhere close to what he had with you. But just thinking about you, your pretty face - all of it - was enough to have him half hard.

He ducked into the bedroom and undid his belt and zipper, shoving the tight, well fitted jeans halfway down his thighs, along with his boxers. With a groan, he sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked himself a few times, filthy moans dripping from his lips as he pictured your much smaller hand wrapped around his cock instead. It wasn’t long before he was fully hard and used the drips of precum to provide some lubrication.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…pretty baby you touch me so good,” he threw his head back, eyes tightly shut, and his mouth open in silent bliss. But before he allowed himself to cum, he grabbed his pristine new phone and walked to the full length mirror. He looked at his wild reflection and smirked, fisting his hard cock as he snapped a picture. After studying the photo for a moment, he decided it was good enough. You’d never complain about getting a picture of him or his cock, a small fact you reminded him often of.

He messed around on the new device for a moment before sending you the photo. Once he was done, he locked his phone and tossed it to the side. He immediately went back to lie on the bed and continued to fuck his hand until he came all over his fist and stomach, a heavy load that he would have preferred leaving deep in you.

When he was done and caught his breath, he decided to take a long hot shower before making dinner. He was going to make you a delicious dinner from scratch, an intimate and loving gesture that you adored. In his mind, absolutely nothing was wrong and soon he’d get to see his favorite girl.

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You were sitting at your desk, scrolling through some spreadsheets when your coworker almost burst into your office. You startled, heart pounding as you leaned back in your chair, “christ! To what do I owe the pleasure of your sudden intrusion?”

“Holy fucking shit,” was all she could say as she perched herself at the edge of your desk, “lucky fucking girl.”

“What…what are you talking about?” you raised an eyebrow in confusion, “did my new project proposal get approved?”

“I dunno,” she shrugged, “that’s not what I’m talking about you minx. How come you never told us you were this blessed? We’re supposed to be friends and friends don’t hold back on discussing their boyfriends!”

“Eddie?” you asked as she eagerly nodded, “what about him? I don’t know what’s going on…”

“You haven’t…seen?” her mouth formed a small o as she fished her phone out of her pocket, “babe, it’s all over the internet!”

“What is?” you were thoroughly baffled - your main concern was that Eddie was alright. But, you supposed, she wouldn’t be this excited or calm if something was that wrong.

“I…fuck me. Eddie!” she scrolled around for a few moments before turning her phone screen towards, “or should I should say your boyfriend and his dick! I’ve always told you this, and I say this respectfully, but your boyfriend is fuckin’ hot as hell. A rockstar and a huge dick? Baby, baby, baby don’t let him go.”

You snatched the phone out of her hand as you studied the photo that he’d uploaded to Instagram. You knew immediately that Eddie had absolutely no intention of sharing this photo with the world. That was not him; it never had been and never would be. No. This clown had somehow managed to upload a full frontal dick pic to the world wide web. You knew that it had been intended for your eyes only and yet…millions of people were now privy to what he was packing. And it was a lot, if you said so yourself.

The longer you looked at the photo, the funnier it became. And you couldn’t help but burst into a fit of giggles. The comments proved to be just as golden and before you knew it, you were laughing so hard that you were crying and wheezing.

“Babe?”

“Eddie’s…this was an accident,” you dried the tears in the corners of your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater, “I bet you that he still has no clue. He doesn’t know how to use Instagram, he barely knows how to use the damn phone. And he just got a new one today, which explains a lot. He probably thought he sent it to me and didn’t double check!”

“Damn,” she was softly laughing as well as you handed her back her phone, “you’ve really got the whole package with him, don’t you? So jealous but also so happy for you.”

“Yeahhhh,” you shook your head in amusement, “he’s a lot, but I love him more than anything. Besides being a little…technology illiterate, he’s perfect - to me. I better go home and explain what happened. He’s a lot but I am glad he’s mine.”

“I can see why,” she snorted as she nudged your side gently, “tell him I’m impressed!”

“You and most of the internet apparently!”

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Eddie heard the door to the apartment unlock, surprised at first and poised with a frying pan in hand but then realized it was you. You were home early, but he was beyond excited to see you. He tossed the pan onto the counter and met you at the door, wasting no time in picking you up and spinning you around in a small circle, “fuck I’m so happy to see you, angel. I missed you so much.”

He gently set you down and pressed soft, happy little kisses all over your face, as you practically melted into a puddle at his touch. You beamed at him, a pretty, magical thing that always made his heart flutter, “I missed you too, Eddie bear. I love you.”

“I love you,” he touched your face, gently brushing his thumb over your cheek, “pretty little thing. Did you, ugh, like the picture I sent you earlier?”

“Oh yeah,” you nodded and a cheeky little smile ticked up the corners of his mouth, “me and the rest of the world.”

“I thought so - wait. What? What do you mean the rest of the world?” his pretty brown eyes widened in surprise as his mouth dropped open.

“Mhmm,” you reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, unlocking it was the code you knew he always used, “you didn’t send that picture to me, Edward.”

“O-oh…who did I send it to?” he seemed frazzled as his cheeks flushed a pretty pink, “Steve?”

“You wish,” you shook your head and pulled up Instagram and showed him exactly what he had done, “you posted this photo on IG, for the entire world to see, baby boy. At least five million people liked your dick and almost three thousand people felt the need to comment on it. So yes…I like what I saw and…so did everyone else.”

“Oh no,” he groaned as he scrubbed a tired hand over his face, “fuck. Delete it! Please, shit, damn it.”

“I got you baby,” you quickly clicked a few things and deleted it, looking at the distraught man with a soft little smile, “the internet is forever though…so unfortunately that delicious picture of you will live on forever.”

“I’m an idiot,” he leaned against the wall and banged his head a few times, “‘m sorry, angel. That was only meant for you.”

“I know,” you touched his face tenderly before brushing a few rogue curls out of his face, “‘s okay. It happens and so what? It’s just a dick pic, it’s not like you’ve done anything wrong, accidents happen. And let’s be real, my love, you’re hot as fuck with a huge cock and now everyone knows. But they know you’re my man.”

“You’re not mad?” he sounded timid and you shook your head softly. You were pretty sure you could never be mad at him, “I’m never doing that again.”

“Well, please do. But make sure it’s in a text, only for me. Yeah?” you still had his phone and were doing a few things on it for him.

“Yeah,” he agreed, “you’re really not mad?”

“Nope,” you promised, and you really did mean it, “besides, I’m the only that gets to touch your dick, or suck it, or get fucked by it.”

“Fuck yes, always,” there was a bit of a mischievous glint back in his eye as he settled a large, warm hand on your waist, “what’re you doing?”

“This,” you smiled sweetly as you showed him what you had done. His eyes lit up when he noticed your handiwork. It was a sweet picture of the two of you together, both grinning happily and so obviously in love. His heart skipped a few beats with pure joy, “just gotta remind people that you’re mine, baby. And I’m yours.”

“Hell yeah,” he nodded eagerly, “you’re so metal, babe.”

“I know,” you shot him a cheeky little wink, “now…get in the bedroom and let me show you just how much I love you…and your cock.”

“Oh angel,” he let out a sound somewhere between a moan and groan, “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me. I love you so much.”

“I love you, rockstar. Now hurry up!”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x reader #st

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