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Virgin! Eddie talking big game but as soon as you even put the tip in he becomes a whimpering pussy drunk baby
"Baby," he panted, digging his fingers into your thighs, "baby baby baby-- slow down, fuck--"
"Slow down? Eddie, I've barely got the tip in," you noticed with a laugh, struggling a little to hold yourself up above his lap at this angle for much longer than you'd originally planned-- you'd been so excited to slide down and feel him balls deep inside you--
"I know, fuck, but m'so close already," he whined, "you're so... warm."
"Sorry, but I'm really not the patient type," you grinned as you plunged yourself down-- and your smile fell to a gasp as he filled you to the brim.
"Oh fuck!" he moaned, head falling back. "O-oh, god-- so fuckin' perfect..."
He watched you ride him for a few moments, but he couldn't keep his cool any longer when you balanced yourself on his chest and started to really fuck yourself on his cock.
"Baby, m'gonna-- oh, fuck, get off--"
You bit your lip and shook your head. "Mm-mm, want it inside," you cooed. "And I'm not gonna stop until I come."
"Sh-shit, baby, you might kill me," he whined. "Please-- will you at least slow down?"
Laughing, you replied, "already told you once I don't know how to slow down. Especially not when your cock feels so good--"
"Fuck!" he shouted as he came, moaning loudly and fucking up into you for a few weak thrusts. Of course, he was completely jelly beneath you when you kept riding, ignoring that he looked like he'd been fucking possessed with how his eyes rolled back. "God, b-baby, please-- please--!"
You couldn't tell if he was begging you to stop or keep going, but you did the second one anyways, desperate for your own release and knowing it wouldn't take much longer if he kept looking so adorably wrecked under you. "Don't you wanna make me come, Eddie?" you mocked. "You kept saying you'd rock my world-- takes at least a couple minutes to do that, don't you think?"
But he wasn't exactly... capable of responding to that, he was whining so loud you could barely hear yourself talk.
"Just stay still, Ed, I'll do all the hard work for you... just try not to pass out."
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sleepover request perv!steddie x reader, reader catches them talking about them and jacking off together and so joins them
i made jd proof read this so if there are any typos, blame them lol
“Isn’t she so pretty? Fuck, look at her…”
You knew that showing up unannounced to Eddie’s place was questionable, but usually it wasn’t a problem. He had told you that you were welcome over any time, but now it suddenly seemed like a bad decision. You could hear Steve (Steve? Why was he here?) in the back room, distantly talking, and, the more words you were able to make out, the more your stomach started to burn.
“Those lips would look so good around a cock, don’t you think? Her smile is so pretty; you think she giggles when you slip it in?”
And then, a second voice came, moaning and panting: “God, of course she does.” Eddie? Who were they talking about? You felt like you wanted to back out of the trailer and leave, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you moved closer to the door to Eddie’s bedroom, seeing it open just a crack, and you peeked in to see what was certainly a pretty sight: Eddie laid on his bed, on his back, Steve laying next to him, both of them jerking their hard and weeping cocks as they looked at a picture of… Someone. You couldn’t see who it was from the angle you were at, but, whoever they were talking about and looking at, she certainly had to be a bit of a looker.
“I bet she’s tight as fuck, too,” Steve said, his cheeks red as he tightened his hand around the tip of his cock, and he moaned, his lips forming a pretty O. “Feels better than your hand ever could.”
“Shit, yeah,” Eddie sighed. “You think she likes it in her ass?”
“She will when I’m done with her,” Steve laughed. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…”
“Me too…” Eddie mumbled. His bangs stuck to his forehead with perspiration, and his other hand lowered down to grope at his balls. “O-Oh, fuck me.”
You couldn’t watch anymore, and you carefully pushed the door open further to stand in the doorway. Steve saw you first, and his eyes went wide as he scrambled to tug up his pants, shoving the Polaroid picture between his and Eddie’s bodies. Eddie was only a second behind Steve, struggling to hide himself, and you laughed. “What the fuck, you guys?” you said incredulously. “Just casually jerking off together? Whose picture are you looking at?”
“Ever heard of knocking?” Steve grumbled, doing up the ties of his pants. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Why’re you here?” Eddie asked. He buttoned up his jeans and he pushed his hair behind his ear to try to act casual.
“Thought I’d come over for a movie,” you said. “But obviously you’ve got something better going on.”
“No, I—” Eddie started. “We can, it’s okay, let me, um, get cleaned up, and we can—”
“Did you finish?” you asked, and Eddie’s big eyes went even bigger in shock.
“Did I what?”
“Did you finish?” you asked again. “You too, Stevie, did you?”
“Umm…” Steve started. “N-No. I was about to, but… Y-You came in.”
“Whose picture were you looking at?” you asked. “What lucky girl were you drooling all over?”
“Well…” Eddie started, and Steve shot Eddie a hard look. “I mean, we gotta—”
“No, we don’t,” Steve said. “It was nobody, it was—”
“It was you,” Eddie said quickly. Your heart fell down into your stomach, and you clenched your teeth as you stepped forward a few times to reach the bed. The boys didn’t stop you as you reached between them and picked at the Polaroid, and you tugged it out to see that Eddie was telling the truth. It was you in the picture, taken on field day, throwing a thumbs-up at Steve’s camera, a big cheesy grin on your face. Your shirt was plastered to your chest with sweat, your shorts riding up in the back, showing off your ass, and you wrinkled your eyebrows at the Polaroid. “Really?” you asked. “This picture?”
“What do you mean?” Steve asked.
“I mean, what about the picture Robin took of me at my birthday?” you asked. “You can see right down my shirt.”
“You…” Steve started. “You’re okay with this?”
“I’m a little pissed,” you admitted. “But it’s easier to go along with it than to be mad. Boys will be boys, y’know?”
Eddie and Steve were quiet for a moment before Eddie spoke up. “I like that picture more because I like your ass more,” he said softly, almost like he was afraid to say it. “Steve likes your tits.”
“Do you wanna see them?” you asked. “Get you off quicker, and we can get to that movie quicker?”
“I mean…” Steve started. “Do you want to?”
You shrugged. “Why not?”
#bex and jd's sleepover#eddie munson x reader x steve harrington#steddie x reader#eddie munson x reader#steve harrington x reader
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request for virgin eddie munson who loses his shit over anything and everything reader does
you are speaking my LANGUAGEEEE GOOD GOD
warning: smut, wholesomeness, eddie is down bad
"So... you've really never done this before?" you said, biting your lip. You have no excuse for why it kinda turned you on. Perhaps because it was the last thing you expected from a guy like Eddie... or because you got the feeling you could blow his mind without putting all too much effort into it.
"I-I mean, I've done stuff," he assured, "just... not this, yeah."
"Don't tell me you were saving yourself for the right girl," you joked, and he laughed nervously as he rubbed his palms on the trailer's ratty old couch.
"No," he breathed, "not really, just... never had much luck with girls, I guess."
"Well," you purred as you leaned in closer, running your hand over his chest through the adorable DIY Hellfire shirt, "if you don't mind giving up your virginity, you can get lucky tonight. How's that sound?"
"Uh... pretty much perfect," he laughed thinly.
But what truly sounded perfect was Eddie himself-- the way he moaned, whimpered, even begged for you as soon as you did anything for him. Grinding in his lap, making out and running through your fingers through that beautiful mess of hair... it seemed so easy to drive him crazy, and you loved it.
"Baby," he breathed, "I-- I don't know how much more I can take of this..."
"You've still got your jeans on," you noticed with a smirk.
"Yeah, and you've got your top off-- can't help it," he grinned, "you're gorgeous."
"God, I want you to fuck me," you sighed.
"What are we waiting for, then?" he cooed, running his hands up your bare back.
"W-well, it's just--"
"Oh, fuck," he breathed, "been down this road before-- sorta how I ended up still a virgin by now. But it's fine, we don't have to--"
"No, it's not that!" you interrupted. "I really want to... I just feel kinda weird about being your first."
"Weird, like, you don't want to be?" he asked, concerned.
"Weird, like, not sure why you want it to be me. Are you really sure?" you pressed.
"At this point, doll, I want it to be anybody," he joked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
You thought you hadn't shown your disappointment on your face, but he still noticed, and reached up to turn your head towards him when you looked away.
"Hold on, I didn't mean it like that," he promised. "I-I really want it to be you. Specifically-- like, not just any girl. Yes, I would pretty much take 'any girl' by now, as long as she's not, you know, an objectively horrible person, I guess... but oh my god, you..."
He pulled you a little closer, looking right into your eyes, and you had the terrifyingly wonderful thought that this might be more than just casually hooking up. You might have a tiiiny bit of a crush...
"You-- you're... so much better than I ever thought I could do," he continued laughing. "And I never made a big deal out of my first time-- I mean, I wanted it, but I didn't think it had to be special or anything. And it doesn't have to be, especially if you don't want it to be, but... I think it kind of is, more than I expected. Because, honestly, getting lucky with a smokin' babe like you is always gonna be special-- whether it's the first time or the thousandth time."
You kissed him again, a little differently than before; and he pulled you closer, holding you tight and sighing against you.
Before that, you'd imagined 'special' meant sweet, slow, patient-- really romantic stuff. That night, though, Eddie taught you that special could be wild, desperate, and just downright animalistic. Actually, he taught you that lesson repeatedly...
"So... just as special whether it's the first or the thousandth time, huh?" you remembered what he'd said as you both laid back, staring at the ceiling, panting like dogs.
"Yeah," he agreed, to exhausted to say much else.
"How about the second time?"
"The second time was five times ago, sweetheart," he laughed breathlessly.
"No, I mean like... the second date," you explained.
"As long as you give my dick a few days to recover... yeah, it'll be just as special next time."
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OMG OMG TWO OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS TOGETHER I CANT BREATHE!!! can i please req a dark eddie x shy innocent girlfriend reader who always keeps to herself and doesn’t talk to anyone (except eddie ofc) bc she has a stutter and has been bullied by jason but she doesn’t tell eddie because she’s afraid of what he’ll do but at lunch when she’s with him and his friends talking jason makes fun of her even making her cry and eddie just loses it! I LOVE YOU!!! srry for rambling😭😍🥰
WE'RE ALSO VERY EXCITED THAT WE'RE TOGETHER and we also can't breathe cause we keep laughing at stupid tiktoks lmaooo
just a heads up, I know you said dark eddie in the fic but it wasn't giving dark to me so I wrote it more traditional, I hope you don't mind. I was gonna have bex do this one but we realized it's a lot like their fic mighty protector so I decided to try my hand at it instead!
warnings: bullying, fluff, jason sucks
When you first transferred here, everyone just thought you were silent; that was what you wanted, actually, but it never lasted long enough. It was only a couple of weeks before you had to say something in front of them, and the longer you waited to speak, the more anxious you were to finally break the silence-- and anxiety was what made your stammer show up in the first place.
In those weeks of silence, Eddie had found a way to fall for you without getting to talk to you at all. Amazingly, even after you humiliated yourself in front of the entire English class and became the laughingstock of Hawkins High, he still asked you out; you rejected him the first time, actually, convinced it was a joke. Then, when you figured out it wasn't a joke, you rejected him again because you were too nervous to say yes.
Technically, you never said yes to that first date... he showed up at your house, with flowers and a blanket and a packed picnic basket, and you joined him on your own front lawn. And yes, he made you stammer-- and blush, and laugh. From that day on, you had a permanent seat at the Hellfire table at lunch, with Eddie's arm draped over your shoulders.
Of course, not every day could be perfection. There was still Jason.
"Hey, freaks," Jason greeted you all as he walked by, looking incredibly proud of that incredibly low-hanging fruit.
"Keep moving, shitstain," Dustin called back with a roll of his eyes.
"That's rich coming from you, freshman-- did you just get out of diapers or what?" Jason retorted.
For some reason, that really pissed you off, probably because you could remember being new here too. You knew you shouldn't say anything-- you hardly ever did, knowing what would happen if you opened your mouth-- but for once you wanted to speak up for something you cared about. Or, someone. You put all your concentration into the words on your tongue, clenching your fists and praying to any god that would listen to just. not. stutter.
"B-b-back off!" you blurted out. The whole table, and Jason's crew of jocks, went silent. Then, they started laughing.
Your face heated up and your eyes watered as you looked down. "Nice one, d-d-d-d-dork!" Jason imitated with a loud cackle. Dustin and Mike looked guilty, like it was somehow their fault; Eddie started to get up out of his seat at the table, but you squeezed his shoulder.
"D-don't," you whispered to Eddie. "He's j-j-just trying t-to get you in t-trouble. L...Lll--"
You were gonna say 'leave him alone', but 'L's were the hardest. You didn't stammer on this, specifically, but you got... stuck. And you hated it most of all, it made you feel like a complete lllllloser.
"Oh, look-- I bet she's whispering sweet nothings in his ear," Jason noticed you talking to your boyfriend, putting on a mocking impression with a high-pitched voice as he continued: "D-d-d-do me, Munson!"
A hand on his shoulder wasn't nearly enough to stop Eddie after that; he all but leapt out of his seat and pounced on Jason, taking him to the ground.
He got a few hits in, but it was only a few seconds before Jason's douche army was all over him; honestly, they would've probably really hurt him if there hadn't been teachers nearby to break it up.
The other thing about teachers being nearby, though, is that they saw Eddie technically 'start it.' Of course, they'd never give detention to a basketball star like Carver, and they were always looking for excuses to bust the stoner-slash-super-senior.
You tried to sweeten the deal, though, as repayment for him getting himself detention to defend your honor: you wrote him a note that you paid another delinquent to smuggle in to him.
Hey Ed,
I know I should say this to you in person, but I wanted it to be perfect, no stutters.
I love you.
~
Your heart was already racing as you waited for him to be released from detention; when you saw him burst through the front doors and come bounding towards you, you stood up from where you'd been sitting on the steps outside.
"My-- my poor b-boyfriend," you cooed as he wrapped you in a bear hug and kissed the top of your head.
"Didn't miss me too much while I was incarcerated, did you?" he smirked.
"D-d-desperately," you replied. "D-did you... get my note?"
He smiled. "Yeah."
You pouted a little, getting nervous. "D-do you have... anything to... say t-to it? I m-mean, what I said..."
"I won't respond to what you said until you say it," he insisted.
"Eddie!" you whined.
"C'mon, princess, loud and proud," he demanded.
"B-but I wanted it to be p-p-perfect!" you complained, your heart racing as you just knew you would mess it up if you tried to say it right to his face like this. Shutting your eyes, you took a deep breath; praying didn't work last time, so you just said it a thousand times in your head like you wanted it to come out: I love you Eddie, I love you Eddie, I love you-- "I llllllove you, Eddie."
You cringed as you heard your impediment come through, but then you softened when you felt Eddie's lips press to yours. Smiling into it, you wrapped your arms around his neck and embraced him. "Sounded perfect to me, princess," he whispered. "I love you, too."
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Oh my GOD speaking of being whipped into submission.. maybe a dark dom!Eddie that takes things a bit too far? Pushes your boundaries?
warnings: again it says it right there but dark eddie, ignoring the safeword, degradation, general asshole behavior
"Fuck," you whimpered, eyes rolling back as Eddie fucked you harder, deeper-- and suddenly, it was too hard, too deep.
With him being as big as he was, that was a significant risk; you hissed, reaching back to grab at his hip to try to slow him down, but he grabbed your hands and pinned them down. "Relax, baby," he purred, "lemme fuck you how you need."
Whining, you tried to do as he'd asked, but it was getting worse and he was becoming more and more aggressive with each thrust.
"Mm, need to fuck you like a whore," he growled, "'cause that's what you are, huh? My little whore? My dirty slut?"
You choked on your own throat for a moment, before you finally got it out: "Popsicle."
Maybe it was a stupid safeword, but it worked. Well, it usually worked. Eddie kept going, like he hadn't heard you, groaning as he fucked you even more ruthlessly.
"Popsicle!" you repeated, and he grunted as he let go of one of your hands to put his own over your mouth. Whimpering, you were helpless as he picked up the pace even more and turned you into a sobbing, shivering mess.
"Fuck, s-sorry, baby," he groaned, "but I'm so fucking close... c'mon, just need to come in you... I can be gentle after I come, I promise..."
He kissed your tears away, going back and forth between the sweet (fake) apologies and the growling insults of slut and whore and my little fucktoy, mine to use, that's it baby just take it--
A low moan fell from his lips when he finished, and you sighed with relief as well since he finally stilled; it didn't make the pain go away entirely, but it helped a lot. "Sorry, sweetie," he whispered to you as he caught his breath. "Can't help it with you-- you know I can't control myself when that little pussy's squeezin' me so good... I didn't hurt you too bad, did I? I mean, you can go again, right?"
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson smut#dark!eddie munson x reader#eddie munson dark fic#bex and jd's sleepover
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which joe character do you think is the best at giving oral? bonus points if you prove it with a blurb
okay me and bex discussed this... THOROUGHLY. and we think that the best is probably enjolras and I've been waiting to write this one cause he's-- he's so-- [barking noises]
warnings: fucking guess. it's in the ask y'all. it's RIGHT THERE.
You whined, head falling back onto the mess of cotton sheets beneath you as Enjolras kissed along your inner thigh. "Darling," you breathed, running your fingers through his curls-- but you'd already made quite a mess of them throughout the last half-hour of desperate, needy, messy kisses.
He hummed against your skin, you even felt him smile a bit, but continued to lick and bite closer and closer to where your body was all but screaming with need for him.
When he gave you just a kiss-- just one, sweet, tiny little kiss to your clit-- you moaned his name desperately. Then he really smiled, and dove right in to lick and suck all over your cunt. "Fuck!" you yelped, your body jolting as he slipped two fingers inside you quickly and curled them in that way he knew exactly how to do. "Oh-- I'll come, fuck--"
"Already?" he had to laugh; normally damn near nothing could break him away from you, but he couldn't let something like that go by so fast. "We've only just started, my love--"
"No!" you denied. "You've been teasing me since before the sun went down-- a-and I was thinking of you all day."
He licked harder over your swollen bud, twisting those fingers inside you as he went. "Can tell you've needed me all day, love-- look how you soaked my fingers!"
Pulling them out to show you, he suckled some of your sticky flavour off of them-- and then brought them to your lips for you to taste the rest. He loved making you taste yourself, you weren't sure why but far be it from you to complain about it.
"I'll make it all worth your wait, beautiful-- you'll come on my fingers and tongue at least three times before the sun comes up again. Can you do that for me?"
You nodded, biting your lip; "I'm sure I'll find it within myself, darling, with your talent. As long as you promise to let me pleasure you after as well."
He laughed sweetly, "If you're awake. And if you're awake, I may not have done my job correctly."
#enjolras bbc x reader#joseph quinn x reader#bbc!enjolras x reader#enjolras bbc smut#bbc!enjolras smut#joseph quinn smut#bex and jd's sleepover
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billy knight may be a vanilla bean but i just know that man is a fucking horndog (affectionate). he’s almost constantly bricked up around you (at least when the two of you are at home… in public he’s always too nervous about being in public - socially anxious lil bean - to get it up). he definitely litters your skin with hickeys like some hormonal horndog teenager and giggles bashfully when you (jokingly) call him out on it. morning sex is definitely a must (and also the reason why you’re occasionally late to work) because cuddling with you and having you so close is enough to reduce him to a sex-crazed fiend… or at least it’s enough to make him wake up with morning wood every. single. morning.
he also definitely loves to wear a cock ring while he’s fucking you but you didn’t hear that from me…
and billy absolutely moans and whimpers like an actual whore the minute you get your hands on him. he’s so fucking loud that you worry your neighbors are gonna file a noise complaint, but fuck he just can’t help it… it just feels so good, too good, even.
he definitely chants “i love you i love you i love you i love you” when he’s about to cum.
is also shockingly possessive (i’m talking mindlessly babbling about how your his, repeatedly saying “mine. my petal. my love,” while he’s fucking you), but also loves to remind you that he’s yours (both during sex and just during general life).
everything about this, i'm gonna CRY, he's so husband
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i think i need to be whipped and fucked into submission by prince paul 😊
me too bestie
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i need a joe quinn character over my lap. any of them. rubbing himself against me while i spank him to tears and tell him what a bad boy he is. 🤤
this might be the obvious answer but... it's giving ralph. he needs some discipline, I just know it.
warnings: guys idk if you can believe this but, spanking!
"H-how many spanks will I get?" he asked quietly, wringing his hands.
You reminded him again what you'd asked him to do with just a pat to your knee; nervously, he laid himself over your lap and began to pull his boxers down. "How many do you think you deserve, baby boy?" you asked him softly, running your fingernails over his bare rear until he shivered.
"E-erm, I-- I guess I was a bit naughty," he admitted softly. "I think for... touching myself without permission... I deserve... five?"
You chuckled gently. "Five? And what about for getting come on my favorite nightgown?"
"It was only because it smelled like you!" he defended, but you shut him up with the first unexpected smack to his bottom; his whimpered.
"That one doesn't count," you frowned. "I think you need ten for touching yourself, five for coming, and three for talking back."
"Eighteen?" he realised with wide eyes-- oh, those sweet eyes. You almost couldn't bear to hurt him... almost.
"Smart boy," you cooed, rubbing where you had hit him a moment ago. "If only you'd been thinking straight before you broke my rules."
To his credit, he took his punishment well; maybe too well. By the thirteenth spank, you could feel his erection against your thigh, and by the time you were done, he couldn't stop rubbing it on you, whimpering with each thrust on your skin.
"Poor baby boy," you smirked as you watched him sigh in a mix of pleasure and pain, "you just can't help yourself..."
His face was almost as red as his ass as he looked up at you, eyes watering and lips stuck in a permanent pout. "M'sorry-- so sorry, ma'am! I'm trying to be good!"
"I know," you soothed as you pushed a loose golden curl out of his face. "You did so good, baby. Finally learned how to take a punishment without whining too much. But look-- you're so hard and needy, aren't you?"
He nodded, looking ashamed.
"That's okay, I'll take care of you... if you promise that you've learned your lesson."
Eagerly, he insisted: "Yes, of course-- m'gonna be so good for you, your good boy! Promise!"
He couldn't really promise that, but you knew he would try; and when he inevitably made another mistake, likely due to his impulsiveness and insatiable appetite for you, you'd be right there to teach him another lesson.
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how about a ranking of how adventurous each joe character would be in bed?
ok so jd and i have discussed, and we came to this consensus:
eddie is the most adventurous, he's down to try anything at any time. then, enjolras is open minded if you want to try something, and ralphie is too, but he's a little more nervous about it. tom wants to be adventurous but he's squeamish, to him, "adventurous" means a little spanking. billy has hard limits, but he's perfectly happy with plain vanilla sex anyway, so it's fine. leonard wants to be adventurous, like tom, but the limitations of what makes a gentleman stops him from trying too much. paul is probably the least adventurous, because he's not down to TRY anything with you, he's gonna do whatever he wants. koner has no rizz, end sentence.
edit: honorable mention to grunauer, who is like middle of the road on if he wants to try stuff or not.
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requesting some tom grant thoughts
ok my first thought was him wanting to take you to a really nice dinner, and he saves up for weeks, and when the night comes, he dresses up really cute and nice, does up a tie and everything, and he's being so sweet all night, pulling out all the stops, and when you ask him why he's being so sweet, he blushes and goes "i just like you, y'know? i want you to like me a lot, and i just... want you to be me girlfriend..." and when you kiss his cheek, he goes even redder and grins
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this saturday, me and @quinnsmunson are going to have an actual irl sleepover (!!!) and we wanted to include you all, too! I had so much fun with my 30k celebration sleepover last week so I'm looking forward to doing another one, especially with one of my besties <3
you can sends asks to either me or bex, they will be answered the same way regardless; as always, this sleepover is 18+ only.
requests
if you send us requests for joseph quinn characters, you now have twice the chance to get it answered! we're going to pick who does what; please don't request a specific person to write your request, part of the fun is going to be us deciding who will write it! (who knows we might end up both trying our hand at the same request to compare the outcome)
games
who's more likely to? - give some kind of action (fic-related or not) and we'll decide who's more likely to do it between the two of us (i.e. who's more likely to eat the last slice of pizza? who's more likely to start 10 new WIPs in a night and finish none of them?)
fic title game - send a hypothetical fic title and we will both say what we kind of fic we'd write with that title (if you specify a character then we'll do that, if you leave it blank we will pick the character based on the Vibe we get)
fuck/marry/kill (or spouse/one night stand/best friend) - send three characters and we'll both pic who gets what fate, BUT we're also gonna guess what the other will say and see if we get it right!
and, lastly, just a good old fashioned q&a - if you send in a burning question, we'll answer it for you. I can't imagine what you all would want to know about us but we really just wanna chat with you guys and say hi!!
thanks everyone for your support and we can't wait to hang out with you guys saturday night!
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which joe quinn character would you most like to take a nap with?
billy, because he's a cuddle bug 🥰
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i want everyone to know that we're watching hannah montana as we work on these sleepover requests
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It has to be asked: which character has the longest dick and which has the thickest (it can be the same person if you think it is).
hmm i put some thought into this and i consider myself an expert on The Boys, so this is what i think: billy has the thickest cock by far. it's a good length too, but he's thick. he's gonna stretch you out and you're gonna feel it.
as for longest, i think it's eddie. he's not like ya boi skinny penis over here, he's got a little girth, but when he's fucking you, you're feeling him in your throat
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Which JQ character is the most experienced/kinky in the bedroom and which is the least?
i think koner is least experienced and kinky (dickless, no balls, no rizz) and, hot take, i feel like eddie is the most experienced and kinky
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indian-daddies-lovers
Kerala
blackhat-and-whitehat
black hat and the gang