#HERE U GO!

[eddiesghxst]

no thoughts just loser!eddie losing his shit when he sees you over at his house for the first time, rifling through his things like any normal friend does.. but you stumble upon a box.under his bed. it’s like slow motion when he walks into his room and sees you open the lid and he nearly drops a glass of water, literally biting his fist in pain, trying to stop you but then you’d only get more curious of what he was hiding.

you. he has polaroids of you except they’re the dirty cum covered kinds. he has your underwear with his stains in it. he has your perfume bottles, your rings (he would totally get hard seeing how tiny they are compared to his, and imagining the dainty stones on the rings on your ring finger like an engagement stone)

it’s like a fucking shrine for you and he thinks he’s gonna pass out as your eyes widen.

but you only turn to him and smile, and his knees weaken. literally almost fainting when you kiss him because you have definitely slept with his sweatshirts, came to the idea of eddie, etc. he’s just such a fucking loser but that night he makes you cum so much you see stars and he’ll have a scrapbooks worth of polaroids (just from that night alone lol)

anyways do you think you could write a lil something based loosely off that? 🫶

BESTIE I MIGHTVE DIED YES. YES YES YES.

also this ended up longer than I'd intended but who cares its pervy!loser!eddie

18+ — MINORS DNI

word count: 1k

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Eddie’s not sure if he believes this is real. There’s no way this is real, right? There’s no way he has his best friend naked on his bed, covered in sweat and cum— his cum, at that.

He almost thinks it’s all another one of his sick, perverted dreams, but then he’s reminded that none of those dreams have felt this real. None of his dreams have felt this vivid to where he can actually feel the tremble in your hands as you wrap a fist around his wet cock, the shift of the bed as you clumsily scramble to your knees, the lewd and unmistakable shlick sound of your hand fisting his spent cock. It’s never been this vivid— that’s how he knows this isn’t a dream.

You’re blissed out and cock-drunk as you shuffle to lean on all fours, lowering your mouth to suckle on Eddie’s leaking tip. Your toes curl at the sound of Eddie groaning above you, a hand resting on the back of your head to shove himself further down your throat. “Take it all the way in, that’s it— fuck,” Your center throbs at his words, a wet gagging noise emitting from the back of your throat when Eddie’s tip meets the tight space. He curses with a groan, head dropping back for a moment before he looks back down at you with a lazy smirk.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear you gag on my dick, sweetheart.”

You whine, your hips grinding back against nothing, the cool breeze of his room sending shivers up your spine when it graces the wet heat of your cunt. Around you, scattered on the bed, are the many polaroids you had just discovered earlier. Snapped photos of you in bed, in the shower, getting dressed in your room; all images that would’ve sent anyone else running for the hills. Eddie was so sure you would never speak to him again when you found that box full of all things you, but to his surprise (and sinful delight), you were just as fucked up as Eddie, if not more.

Eddie’s eyes dart all over the bed; polaroids, lace panties and matching bras, dainty jewelry, lipsticks, and perfume bottles. Eddie Munson was a perverted thief, and it somehow landed him balls deep down your throat. 

He reaches down and picks up a particular Polaroid, one of his favorites; a picture of you laid on your stomach in your bed, one leg hiked up to form a comfortable sleeping position. You’d forgone your sleeping shorts this night, and Eddie took it upon himself to jack off and cover your ass in sticky ropes of his cum, snapping a photo as the white substance dripped down between the folds of your ass to stain your pretty panties (Eddie stole those panties that same night).

He takes the picture and holds it up between two fingers. “So many nights of wasted cum… you’ve got a lot to make up for, sweet girl.” His voice is low and teasing, and you whine against him, nuzzling his cock further down your throat until your nose brushes against the curly hairs surrounding his base.

Eddie’s knuckles are tight against your scalp when he pulls you off his cock, shivering at the wet gasp you take, bleary eyes blinking up at him as your spit drips onto his thighs. “Think you’ve been good enough for it?” He wraps a hand around himself and rubs his throbbing tip against your lips, humming in approval when you open your mouth to offer your tongue. He slaps himself against your tongue a few times, chuckling when you whine and squeeze your thighs together. You can feel the sticky feeling of his cum and your arousal sliding against the insides of your hot thighs, and your eyes roll at the sensation. You lean forward and nuzzle against his cock, “Please, Eds— want it so bad. I’ve been so good, I have.” Your words are nearly slurred; the only thing on your mind is the overwhelming urge you have to feel Eddie’s cum in the back of your throat.

You don’t see Eddie reaching for his camera, too focused on licking your way down to his balls. “Fuck— look at me, sweetheart, give me those pretty eyes.”

You slowly blink up at Eddie, wet lashes fluttering and pouty lips grazing his cock as you gaze at the camera. A flash and a snapping sound echo through the room before a white card come out the bottom, a curse falling from Eddie’s lips as he shakes the paper and tosses it to the side for later. He nods down towards you, “Love on it, baby; show me how much you love my cock.” You don’t wait for another second, licking a thick stripe up his cock, rounding your lips around his tip to suck eagerly. Eddie takes another picture, and you whine.

“Shit, I’m gonna come— keep sucking baby, keep taking me in.”

You shuffle forward, nose brushing against his pelvis once again, and Eddie takes it as permission to secure a hand atop your head and begin fucking himself into the back of your throat. Both of your hands are fisted into the sheets below you, watery eyes gazing up at the blissed-out Eddie above you. His hips falter during the last few thrusts; he doesn’t last much longer. 

“I’m gonna come… don’t swallow, okay?” You nod as best as you can, and without further directions, Eddie’s cum floods your mouth until you nearly choke on it. 

He pulls out of your mouth with a moan, instructing you to open your mouth and show him your tongue, which you immediately obey. He reaches for the camera once more, snapping one picture with you on all fours, gazing up at the camera with your tongue out, white sticky cum coating the inside of your mouth. He takes a second picture, this time with his hand cradling your jaw. The third and last picture he takes is with his hand still cradling your jaw, but his thumb is now pressed against your tongue, smearing his sticky mess across your tastebuds.

And when he tosses the newly printed photos into the pile of new Polaroids, he catches a glimpse of one clear picture of your pussy freshly fucked and covered in his cum. Eddie can’t help it when his cock twitches against his thigh once again.

It’s safe to say that Eddie had to get a new box the next day <3

#🫶 anon #THIS IS FILTHY IM SORRY BUT IM NOT #THIS IS ALSO NOT PROOF READ SO #HERE U GO! #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #drabble #eddie x reader #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson au #eddie x you #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things #eddie munson x you #perv!loser!eddie #perv!eddie #perv!eddie x reader

[vampirade]

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#i feel like there's too much going on but whateverrr im not changing anything abt this again im done #here u go! #my art #ever after high #ever after high fanart #fanart #dappling #dapple #darling x apple #darling charming #apple white #the posters were slightly inspired by roy ale h igh r oblox new school🤓☝️ #and also i put some other references there just for me😗👉👉

[kjhajime]

Husk and pre-pilot Angel Dust

#huskerdust #angelhusk #angel dust #husker #hazbin hotel #ive wanted to draw this for a while but ive been busy.. #here u go! #might actually draw more of this haha..

[petite-gloom]

can we have a ghost for when you have to abandon the days plans and rest, then try again tomorrow? I have big trouble dusting myself off and picking myself up without such a mess of thoughts

#here u go! #hope u like it #ghosts/gloomies #answers

[duckiemimi]

How do you interpret mahito’s “you thought were doing pest extermination”?

A part of me feels like the story was going for nuance with the whole “curses are just as intelligent as humans, jujutsu sorcerers kills curses, curses kill humans, etc.” another part is just like “mahito you and your group are crazy/problem and need to go down”

AAAA AN ASK ABOUT THE CURSES!! i actually talked about this a little here (click)!

i really like the concept of cursed spirits being an allegory for the “ugly” parts of humanity, this two-sides-of-the-same-coin narrative between cursed spirits and sorcerers, symptoms of something wrong within the system, and simultaneously outside the “system,” a problem bigger than itself.

take sukuna, for example, who “transcended” humanity and became a curse (technically a reincarnated cursed object)—the only thing that really differentiates his past life and his current life, and then his current form we see in the anime as fingers, is death. but i’d argue that perhaps he was just as “rotten” when he was human. then where is the marker between human (sorcerer) and curse? who, which, what is the problem? (in my opinion, it takes mass effort and recontextualization to really get to the root of it.)

an add on!

i think the concept of a humanized mahito is so interesting, especially considering he’s the least attached to anything within his group of cursed spirits. yes, as a curse, he is the embodiment of hatred, but i’ve known and know of people who remind me of him. people who grew up in horrible environments, the result of hatred poured in. people who aren’t aware of the constant cognitive dissonance and self-sabotage they put themselves through—or maybe they are aware, but stopping is difficult. people who hurt and can’t stop hurting, who forgo empathy because it’s never been granted to them. but even then, at that point, are they really the root of the problem? (nah, they’re just a sore symptom i think.)

the nature of action shounen always ties back to the “good guys vs. bad guys” narrative, so i really appreciate the nuances, the grey matter (sorry geto), we see in the shibuya arc. i hope it continues to the end of the story!

#jjk #mahito #asks #for whoever wanted to see more analyses of other characters #here u go! #(even if i did end up talking about the narrative more than the character 😭) #feel free to ask about other characters! #i actually do like mahito as a character #but i guess it’s more that i don’t dislike any character

[spiderversegf]

could you post your pfp please she is so warm and i love her 😭

#✉️ #here u go!

[alanide-art]

I can't seem to find the lyric video you made, did Tumblr delete it?

the stills look really cool though!

Oh! It's on my Youtube omg-

#here u go! #ask

[oakbuggy]

wait is there a specific rsn why ur so'lek art isn't on ur ao3? 🥺

I was referencing this art!

I just never drew past what I posted, so I didn’t see a point in putting it in the nsfw AO3! Nothing’s really shown !

#ask #sorry #for some reason this was left in my drafts?? #here u go!

[xcelestial]

It wasn't often that she found herself at the library, but here she was, and she regretted even coming here. She felt frustrated. Surely, she was smart, so how on Earth was she baffled by what she was reading? Maybe because you don't know this language, Lucy. A sigh, and she would be startled by the appearance of another out of the corner of her eye, visibly jumping a small bit, and she didn't find herself relaxing when she saw who it was. "Freed." She shouldn't be surprised. He seemed just to have a thirst for knowledge about as large as hers was, not that she would truly know given their history.

#freedthedark #here u go! #verse ; to be decided

[biogist]

@rocknrollerskates

#here u go!

[lottiezilla]

Summary:

Lottie didn’t know Laura Lee had jumped. Didn’t know Laura Lee was falling from the plane. Didn’t know that the explosion and smoke cloud covered her descent. Didn’t know that her back hit the water and fire licked her face. Didn’t know that Laura Lee was floating and then sinking, sinking, drowning. Lottie didn’t know until she felt like she was drowning, too. or Laura Lee survives the plane explosion, which means everything is going to change. The wilderness wanted a sacrfice and now it's lost two. AU canon divergence that explores what might've happened had Laura Lee lived and how her influence might effect Lottie and the Wilderness they worship.

Chapters: 3/?

Relationships: Laura Lee/Lottie Matthews, Shauna Shipman/Jackie Taylor, Vanessa "Van" Palmer/Taissa Turner, Akilah/Mari (Yellowjackets), Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Characters: Lottie Matthews, Laura Lee (Yellowjackets), Shauna Shipman, Jackie Taylor (Yellowjackets), Natalie Scatorccio, Misty Quigley, Taissa Turner, Van Palmer, Akilah (Yellowjackets), Mari (Yellowjackets)

Additional Tags: I'll tag more characters later but ya know, for now, Angst, Laura Lee Lives (Yellowjackets), which also means, Jackie Taylor Lives (Yellowjackets), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, listen i'm going off what jane widdop said, that if laura lee lives, then so does jackie, So here we are

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets fanfic #lottielee #shaunajackie #lottie matthews #laura lee #persephone in the garden #look i'm just.....REALLY proud of this one okay #so i will promote it till the end of time #pls read it ;--; #if ur in love w/the idea of laura lee living #and experiecing all the horrors #and slowly twisting her faith in god into a faith in the wilderness well #here u go! #eat up #just like laura lee will at the bacchanal :)

[historias-multorum]

@uppermoonkoku​

“There’s something peculiar about you... Why are you here?”

#uppermoonkoku #Muse: Madara #Here u go!

[rollercoasterwords]

not sure if you’ve answered this already but do you have any non fandom books or pieces of literature that has inspired you (particularly about the female experience and sapphic love)?

Lol basically: what’s Rollercoasterwords’ feminist all time favourite must reads

ok hang on i misread this at first and thought you were asking about nonfiction recs BUT now i see that it is just nonfandom literature lol so i'm assuming this is actually referring more towards like fiction? but yes i have many books that have inspired me!!

idk if i'd say this is geared towards ~the female experience~ just bc like. well. i won't get into the gender of it all now lol but i will make a list that is, to me, books that have connected with my experience of lesbianism + queerness and have also inspired my writing/the way i think about writing:

A History of Glitter and Blood, by Hannah Moskowitz. This is perhaps my favorite book of all time and I am currently rereading it so it has me in a chokehold once again. It's essentially a fantasy story about a group of kids caught in the middle of the war, and it just has some of my favorite writing and characters and worldbuilding that I've ever read I could go on and on for literal ages but I will not! I have self control.

Stone Butch Blues, by Leslie Feinberg. This is just like. An essential piece of lesbian/queer fiction BUT it is extremely extremely heavy and you should absolutely check trigger warnings before going into it. I still haven't finished it just because I've been working my way through very slowly simply bc it's...a lot. But so, so good.

Her Body and Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado. Sort of a dark-fairytale-esque short story anthology which I have read twice now and absolutely love.

This Is How You Lose The Time War, by Max Gladstone and Amal El-Mohtar. I've definitely talked about this book before on this blog bc it is one of my favorites of all time. Confusing and beautiful and creative and the second I finished it I immediately wanted to sit down and write because it inspired me so so much.

Salt Slow by Julia Armfield. Another short story anthology that is again sort of dark-fairytale-esque because that is simply my favorite vibe.

If I Had Your Face by Frances Cha. This is a book that follows a group of women living in Seoul in the same apartment complex and is just like. Such a poignant and beautifully-written story about gender and sexism.

gonna end the list here bc i need to go to work but yeah! those are some books that have inspired me :) a lot of the like specifically feminist literature i read is nonfiction--if you want that list too, just lmk! it would probably be a lot longer lol

#honestly i need to start like #tagging shit on my blog better #so that it's organized and i can find things #i know i've talked about books a few different times but idk if i've made a rec list so #here u go! #book recs

[chronicsunshincs-a]

for: @divinealign cont. from this

THIS TIME SOLEIL EYES HER CLOSELY, gauging the reaction of her bandmate. after all, they've made it this far under soleil's guidance, it's best to keep it that way right? another tap to her glass and she pushes herself to smile, opting out of taking another drink with her. " mon coeur, " the blonde hums the pet name, faux concern crossing her countenance, " it seems like something is bothering you. are you nervous? " petite frame leans forward, head tilting almost curiously. " change is a good thing. a natural thing, especially in this industry. we can't be studio shut-ins forever. "

#here u GO! #soleil * / interactions. #soleil * / ivy. #divinealign

[redmessenger]

honeytrap

scambaiting with @arcaeda

So Celica is not the only one dealing with imposters. Concerning. Lukas was quick to volunteer his assistance in ending this group’s farce, the sooner the better. While Valentia is likely of little consequence to Fódlan right now, that doesn’t excuse their need to get rid of these conmen. Lukas’ knowledge of countries and continents beyond Valentia and Archanea is woefully lacking, but with the queen of Archanea by his side, all will be well.

                      (....????????

                              To think, of all the ways he could have met Queen Caeda, never did he imagine it would be like this…)

“Our mission is simply to waste his time so that he misses a meeting with a Lady Clíodhna.” Lukas takes care as he says the name, brows furrowing as he navigates Faerghus’ strange pronunciations. “The Church would like to collect further evidence of this man’s wrongdoings before formally arresting him. If we can collect additional information regarding how he facilitates his fraud, all the better. By playing the perfect victim, we should be able to distract him.”

Lukas frowns, constantly adjusting his ill-fitting clothes. They couldn’t use their usual Officers Academy garb, but does going undercover really warrant such garish attire...? Thieves would immediately target them with how they’re flaunting their fake jewels and gold, though perhaps that is the point...

This ‘Ike’s’ mercenary camp is but a few minutes walk away. As they continue the final leg of their trek, an idea comes to mind. “A suggestion: we ought to use aliases so that they cannot track us easily afterwards. I can’t imagine they will be pleased if they find out we’re agents of the Church...”

When it comes to noblewomen names, one screams the loudest. “What are your thoughts on ‘Clair’?”

#t. honeytrap #arcaeda #here u go!

[seraphicveins]

ok well gg inspired me to make a couple fcs.. bc i am being PLAUGED.. I THROW THSE AT U GUYS..

Mantri -

Jiaer -

Gyumei -

Shuhua -

Yukhei -

Haani -

Nokia -

#HERE U GO! #i am predictable #KSDJNKGJSNG