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birdblacksocialclub · 9 months
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Sorry Lover…
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kingofanemptyworld · 12 days
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what’s the best arc in BNHA and why is it the sports festival
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nellarw95 · 21 days
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Happy Birthday Matthew 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉
March 7,1971
Buon Compleanno 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉
7 Marzo 1971
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hotvintagepoll · 2 months
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Propaganda
Clark Gable (Gone With the Wind, It Happened One Night)—There's no proof that Clark Gable stripping in It Happened One Night caused the sale of undershirts to take a nosedive, but there's also no proof that it didn't do that. And either way, him saucily undressing for bed in front of a woman who was married—not to him—is too deliciously scandalous to ignore. He deserves votes for this scene if nothing else. He got an Academy Award for this movie! He could play comedy just as well as drama, he earned medals for his bravery as a bomber gunner in WW2, he competed in car races, he has a great mustache and perfect eyebrows for sexy smirking, he's just HOT.
Sidney Poitier (Lilies of the Field, To Sir With Love)—an unbelievably beautiful man, a complete class act. Something about his eyes breaks my heart every time.
This is round 3 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.
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Clark Gable propaganda:
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"Listen, he was "the King of Hollywood" for a reason and a suave motherfucker. Also a Major in the air force during WWII!"
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"So Clark Gable was the king of Hollywood for a reason but honestly what makes him hot to me is his relationship with his wife Carole Lombard like if she loved him so she can't be wrong. Their relationship is so tragic like they met first when they filmed No Man of Her Own in 1932 and like there was nothing between them then but in 1936 they met again at a Hollywood party and this time things were different. Basically from that moment on they were inseparable and had to carry out their romance in secret until his divorce was finalized (he was separated when they met again at the party) and then they eloped in 1939 when he had a break during filming Gone With The Wind. They had a 20 acre farm together with horses, cows and chickens and they loved to do all those outdoorsy activities together. When they were apart for various work obligations they would send each other goofy gag gifts. In 1942 Carole was on a trip to sell war defense bonds when on the flight back home her plane crashed in the mountains of Nevada. Her death devastated Gable he flew to Nevada and demanded he be taken to the spot where the plane crashed despite the dangers posed by its location. Amongst the wreckage they found a hair clip he had given her for Christmas. Her death forever changed him he became more reckless and signed up for the US Army Air Corps in 1942 and he kept her bedroom unchanged in their home. He never stopped loving her when he died in 1960 he was buried next to her. I know Clark wasn't a perfect person and their is some speculation that she was racing home on that plane to him because she was worried that he was having an affair or something but relationships are complicated especially ones occurring in 1930s and 1940e Hollywood amongst two of the biggest starts at the time. (I just wanted to include this so ya know I'm not just looking at their relationship as all sunshine but like you can't deny the love they shared)
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"They had an ineffable quality in romance, the ability to have fun together... they were soulmates who thought life was delicious, and they made everyone's life delicious around them" -Esther Williams
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"GWtW is an epic stretching across years so Clark has a chance to show off a whole bunch of different sides, from Hot Outsider to Husband to Father and so on. But his most attractive is his final line of the movie, made only better by the story that he lobbied the Film Industry to ‘Let Rhett Curse!’ And who is more classic 30s Hollywood than this man?"
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"Also apparently his name was Billy Gable then Glark Gable before finally landing on Clark Gable. A fact that I cant forget now glark gable lives in my mind now"
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Sidney Poitier propaganda:
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winterbuckwild · 5 months
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@flowercrowngods So sorry...
"Hey Robin, I think we have been missing each other, been a while. Just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Hope you are having a great day. Guess ill..er...catch you later."
It had been nearly a year since he'd actually spoken to Robin. She'd gone to college across the country, so excited to finally get away from Hawkins; away from all the drama and trauma and pain, and Steve couldn't fault her for it. She was smart she had a dream and she was following it. And he loved that for her.
The phone calls started at a few times a week. Quick ones because they were both pretty broke, but it quickly became once a week when classes started. Every fortnight during exam season, and then an elaborate game of phone tag for a good three months when his shifts and her classes didn't match up.
Around month 7 he had sort of...given up. It had made him feel like a bit of a stalker in the end, his three phone calls to every one of hers, leaving shorter and shorter messages on her machine. He still wanted to talk to her every day, to tell her about the good things that had started happening to him.
How he'd gone to the library to figure out a sink issue and was too broke for a plumber and found out that he was pretty good with his hands. That he'd enrolled in trade school and was excelling. That he liked someone and he thinks it could be serious.
That the person he liked was a guy and that he was kinda scared and kinda excited and wanted someone to talk to about it. That the guy was Eddie of all people.
He wanted to gush about Eddie the way she used to with Vickie. That his hair was soft and his eyes were soft and his hands when he touched Steve were perfect and kind while his dimpled grin was wicked and promising. That Eddie was brave as fuck making the first move and patient with Steve's minor freak out that he was going through alone.
Eddie had helped him instead.
So it had been three months since Steve had tried calling, and he hadn't had a single message. No calls that he knew about and his machine worked fine. His number hadn't changed. He left the message as closure really, leaving a space in his heart for the friendship that changed him for the better, a friendship that he would always be grateful for. That he would always cherish.
But he couldn't keep waiting around, banging his head against that brick wall. He would always be there if she needed him but, well, she didn't really, did she? Not anymore.
He hung up the phone and grabbed his van keys. He'd traded in the beemer a month ago since he would need the space for tools eventually and it was like shedding that last little part of King Steve. The final nail in that coffin and he felt an odd sense of relief.
He was meeting Eddie before class, they were going to grab some lunch beforehand and then after come back and start packing up the apartment. Steve was moving in with him and he couldn't be more excited about it. He'd told Eddie that and the other man had beamed at him, just as pleased.
He didn't think about not having anyone else to tell.
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idesofrevolution · 1 year
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Something’s Wrong with Luca
Teddy and Lucas were the best of friends. For the past fifteen years, since Lucas' family moved to town from Argentina, the two were inseparable. In fact, Teddy could remember the very day that they met as if it had happened the day before. Sitting in the back row in homeroom, seventh grade, Ms. Posner's old cadaverous talons gripping the Argentine boy's shoulders as she presented him to the class... Lucas didn't speak English very well at the time, so few if any of the other kids were particularly interested in being his friend. In most of his classes, at least for the first few years, he had to have an aide to help him through his coursework; most of the other kids assumed he was stupid and quiet. But the moment he was sat next to Teddy, sharing that genuine smile, it sparked the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
As Lucas' english speaking continued to improve, Teddy discovered a goofy, funny, laid back kid who just wanted a friend. They weren't popular kids, passing on sports teams, drama club, music ensembles, art club... they spent their time playing in the woods, creating fantastical realms of pirates and kings, elves and dwarves. In their fantasy worlds, they were safe. They were away from the judging eyes of their peers where they could truly be themselves. And so on it continued for the better part of a decade. Upon graduation, they had grown into two wildly intelligent, albeit a bit awkward young men ready to tackle the world. Though, as Teddy went on to university to study literature, Lucas' family wasn't able to afford any of the colleges he'd been accepted to. Thus, for the first time in their lives, the two were separated. Teddy flew across the country to Virginia for college, and Lucas stayed behind to work in his father's mechanic shop.
Their new situations were polar opposite, though their communication and relationship never faded. At least once a week they would facetime, updating eachother on their lives. The dynamic was as solid as it ever was, until it wasn't.
One cold January evening, Teddy sat down for his weekly video call, excited beyond words to tell Lucas about the new PS5 he'd bought for them to play Rocket League together on weekends. Though as call after call went unanswered, he decided to call it a night and touch base with him the next morning. Though, as morning came and went, there was still no sign of Lucas. His social medias went without updates, Teddy's texts went entirely unanswered, the only news heard from him whatsoever was from his step brother who mentioned that he'd seen Lucas working hard at the shop and hitting the gym he'd frequented.
This was the first peculiar incident that Teddy had noted. He'd known Lucas for years and while he was a lot of things, athletic was NOT one of them. It'd always been them versus the meatheads, and it was not like him to even consider lifting so much as a five pound weight. They would joke about the stupid smelly brutes in the school gym, mindlessly picking heavy things up and putting them back down again for some sense of marginal achievement. Though this would be only the beginning of Lucas' odd behavior. Months went by, Teddy checking his Instagram every day looking for a single sign his friend was doing alright, until one day as he was scrolling, he saw it.
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It was Lucas, though not the proud, stringy outcast he'd left behind. This Lucas was ripped, proudly posing shirtless in some fancy-looking room he had never seen before, a cocky smirk plastered on his sweet face. The caption read:
"Workout complete: who's gonna give me a tongue bath?" followed by a slew of hashtags. Teddy's face flushed white as snow. Who was this person? What happened to him? Tapping his icon, Teddy saw that Lucas had changed his screenname to Luca, and this thirst trap he'd posted was the first one in over four months. Unsure of how to approach this vastly different person, Teddy replied to the post with a simple shocked emoji and hit send. It didn't take long before his phone dinged with a message: it was from Luca.
L: "yo sorry I been afk bro. my cuz julio been visiting from buenos aires... so i been hangin wit him. wuts up bro"
Immediately, Teddy thought his phone had been hacked. Luca had spent years perfecting his english, almost to the point where he would have been a tutor in the writing center had he wanted to be one. His texts were always grammatic perfection, down to the last punctuation mark.
T: "Uh, that's fine. I didn't know you had a cousin? You never talked about him or anything."
L: "bruh i didnt know he existed til he showed up. hes dope af. showin me some pointrs at liftin n shit. been changin my life. you gotta meet him when you come back."
T: "Sure, Lucas. I would love to meet him. I should be back next week actually, the semester is almost over. Maybe we can play RL at my place!"
L: "hah i dont think hed be into that kinda stuff. you shud hit the gym wit us when we go, get that pump goin ykwim. you gon love him."
Teddy frowned, had Lucas changed that much in the span of a few months? It wasn't just the physical differences, it was his attitude, it was his style, it was the way he talked, it was just... all wrong.
T: "Lucas, are you okay?"
L: "never better man. its Luca btw. fits better i think"
With that last text, Teddy decided to leave him on read. Lucas... or Luca rather, wasn't one to drink or do illicit substances. Though aside from that, he couldn't think of any other explanation for this dramatic shift in his friend's entire personality. He resolved then and there to get to the bottom of this, and he would do so in person the following week.
Thus, as he finished his finals, packed his bags and flew back home, the singular thing on his mind was seeing Luca. Arriving home, he monotonously went through the motions of greeting his parents and step brother, anxiously fidgeting on the car ride back from the airport. He didn't even take time to unpack his bags. The moment his mom's car parked in his driveway, he'd politely excused himself to go meet up with Luca. Hopping on his bike, he left his visibly confused family in the dust, rushing to the mechanic shop downtown where Luca worked.
By the time he got there, the shop was closing up for the day. Teddy ditched the bike on the concrete and burst into the front office, startling the lady behind the desk. Panting and sweaty, he collapsed onto the front desk.
"Uhm... Is Lucas here?" He breathlessly choked out the words to the woman, who confusedly cocked her head to the left. "Oh, I guess it's Luca now?" This name evidently struck a chord, where she nodded and pointed to the back room where the lockers sat. Teddy thanked her and slowly walked toward the big grey door. Placing his hand on the cold steel handle, he closed his eyes repeating to himself hopes that the person behind the door was the same one he'd always known. As he pressed the handle down and pushed the door open, the wet, dank smell of ripe sweat poured out. There, sitting on the bench, taking off his beat up pair of steel toed work boots was a shirtless Luca, almost twice the size he had been before. Where he used to be 5'8 and 101 lbs soaking wet, this Luca was easily 6'4 and pure muscle. His biceps bulged as he yanked his boot from his massive foot, veins pulsating up and down his arms. That boyish face remained, albeit with a newfound twinge of cockiness that was entirely counter to the mousy, nervous expression Teddy had grown to love. The moment he looked up, Luca grinned from ear to ear, hopping to his damp, socked feet and rushing his long lost best friend, throwing his arms wide to embrace him.
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"Teddy!" Luca's chiseled body collided with Teddy's, holding him tightly against his statuesque torso with his face pressed against his sweat-slick pecs. Teddy felt like a child now compared to his friend, now transformed into a complete stranger. "It's so good to see you, hermano!" A thick Argentine accent bellowed from his newly baritone timbre- one that had been all but lost in school, but now prominently flowed from his supple lips. Teddy pulled away sharply, taking a step back in shock. "Oh, ¿es el olor? My bad, mi cuate. Long day of hard work, right?" Luca laughed, raising his arm to take a deep whiff of his dripping pits. "Ahhh. You grow to like it, me entiendes?" His jovial demeanor quickly subsided as he saw the look of absolute shock on Teddy's face.
"Lucas... What the fuck happened to you?"
"It's Luca now, hermano. I told you. Still the same guy as before, just a lil different now."
"Yeah... different. You can say that again." Luca sighed as he plopped back down onto the bench, spreading his legs wide as he rubbed his face.
"Yeah. I get it, man. It's a lot to take in, verdad? I told you my cousin Julio was in town for a while?" Teddy sternly nodded, straining to contain his contempt for this sharp departure of personality. Luca looked downward. "Yeah, well. He was a lot different from the rest of mi familia. He was a proud Argentino hombre. He was okay with not having perfect english, he wasn't scared of bein' different or bein' looked down on. Someone looked sideways at him and they'd have a broken jaw, me entiendes? It... it was so fuckin' nice to have someone around like me who was cool and strong and proud... I always wanted to be someone like him, Teddy. Always." Teddy saw a different Luca before him. Yeah, he was different, he was the embodiment of the thirst-trapping, smelly jock bros they hated as kids. Yet, in this moment of vulnerability, he saw the Luca he knew deep down.
"Luca, all those years of us being friends, being this close, you never told me that." His head hung low, running his hands through his sweaty locks.
"That's not the only thing I haven't told you, man."
"Luca, you can tell me anythi..." Luca threw his head straight up, staring Teddy straight in the eye before blurting out:
"TEDDY I FUCKIN' LOVE YOU!" The room fell silent. Both men sat there, not breaking eye contact, neither wanting to be the first to speak. Of course, someone had to be the one, and Luca sighed as he continued. "Mi amor, I have always loved you. Since day one. Lookin' at eachother in that old bat's class, I knew I wanted to be near you. With you. And it wasn't 'til Julio made me realize I should have fuckin' said somethin' that I let my balls drop and promised I would tell you. So yeah, man. I love you." Luca stood up abruptly, with a confidence entirely foreign to Teddy and towered above his infatuation. "And you know what? I think you love me too."
Teddy was gobsmacked. This was a revelation he wasn't prepared to address. Luca loved him? This cocky, jockish best friend of his loved him? More importantly, did he love him back? They stood there, waiting once again for the ice to be broken. Before long, Luca had turned around and began to pack his duffel bag, fearing he'd gotten the answer he was hoping to avoid. Yet, perhaps it was a moment of clarity, or even a moment of weakness, but something deep within Teddy surged up from his core out his mouth.
"I love you too." The quiet admission didn't go unnoticed, as Luca stopped everything he was doing and immediately turned around. "Yeah, I think I love you too Luca. You may be different now than you were, but all this time I couldn't stop thinking about you. How much I missed you, how I would have rather spent every single second with you than every moment of being out there without you." Luca smiled earnestly, slowly moving toward his cowering love. "And it made me scared and uncomfortable because I was terrified things were changing and I stayed the same. Seeing you like this this, you're doing what I could never do. You're growing, you're becoming the best version of yourself, and I didn't know if you'd even want to be around me anymore or if you'd be ashamed..." Teddy's groveling finally ended with Luca's lips firmly pressing against his, the stubble on his chin scratching against Teddy's smooth skin. His inhibitions melted away, Teddy allowed himself to fall into the sweaty stud's firm hold, wrapped in a warm sticky embrace.
"Do you wanna to be your best self then, mi amor?" Luca whispered so gently, as if his words were caressing the ear. Breathless, Teddy could only nod as he allowed his endorphins to take over. "Julio showed me how. Do you trust me?" Another silent nod, stifling a guttural moan as he felt Luca's bulge rapidly growing firm against his stomach. This was the explicit consent that Luca felt he needed, he was desperately aching to bestow upon his lover Julio's gift which he had been given months before.
Teddy felt a firm grip against his shoulders pressing him down to his knees, until he was eye level with the lengthening rod which strained against Luca's thick sweatpants. For so long he'd suppressed his innate desire to give it the worship he felt it had never received and as Luca threw the waistband down to his ankles, he was not disappointed as it flew up and smacked him in the jaw. Before him was the most anatomically perfect cock he'd ever seen: easily 10.5 inches of thick, uncut, musky dick. Two large-egg sized balls sagged low behind it, spattered with selective hairs and dripping sweat. Teddy felt drool begin to drip from the bottom of his lip, the sheer heat of the musty hot rod only millimeters from the tip of his nose. Luca smiled, wrapping his hand around it and pulling his long foreskin down, revealing the pink, leaking mushroom head it contained.
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"Julio showed me an old family secret. Only a few of us can do it, and I want to do it for you, mi amor." He began to stroke slowly; his member immediately taking direct notice, throbbing in a fervor more akin to convulsion. "He fucked it up last time, he didn't come back. But now thanks to him... I know how to give it to you, babe." Luca took his thumb and gently pried Teddy's mouth open. Eager to please, Teddy quickly took the opportunity to lick the tip of his cock, instantly savoring the powerful flavor of his dripping pre. It was unlike anything he'd ever tasted. Sweet, salty, sour, savory... every taste bud fired thousands of endorphins in his brain. "Get your tongue in there, Cariño. Let it in." Teddy's tongue acted as if it were under another power, softly probing the leaking slit of the head and causing Luca to groan in ecstasy, throwing his head back. Grabbing the back of his head, in one firm push, Luca speared Teddy's gaping maw with his musky cock, pressing the nose firmly into his ripe bush.
Teddy was nearly scent-drunk in his love's dank, masculine smell, and only after a split second did he realize his entire tongue had slipped into Luca's thick rod. Grunting like a man in heat, the latin adonis gritted his teeth in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he felt Teddy's tongue slowly retract out of his cock. Released from his impalement, Teddy observed the wide opening of the cockslit in full view. Luca's hands gripped his palms, guiding his index finger back to the inviting orifice, effortlessly slipping in and sounding into his member. Elastic stretching sounds echoed in the room as the cock widened to fit his finger, then two, then four... until the whole hand was inside.
Teddy felt entranced, completely enveloped in the heat of the moment, plunging his second hand into the gaping hole. It stretched wide to welcome him, and with a single glance upward to a winking Luca, he understood. Teddy worked quickly, using forward momentum and the increasing suction within the engorged cock to propel his head forward into the tight wet cavern. The rest happened quickly. The sucking member had taken his arms and head entirely inside of it, squeaking and expanding as it guzzled his shoulders, chest and midsection. He could feel Luca lift his dick upward, letting him slide deeper and deeper. It was constricting, it was tight, it was wet, it smelled funky and ripe... it was the best sensation he'd ever felt. As his thighs and calves were made quick work of, only his feet remained outside of the slit. It took mere seconds for them to slurp inside.
Luca's cock was as large as he was, veins bulging and the entire length of it bulging and contorting as it worked Teddy down little by little toward his balls. He began to pump toward his sweaty balls, until he could feel the tips of his boyhood friend's fingers reach the opening into his cavernous testes. As if a seal had been broken, Teddy's body fell into the ocean of spunk, swelling his balls to accommodate the entire human being being nestled into his sac. The pace of his cock pumping hastened, as he felt closer and closer to climax. He felt the rigid bones and gelatinous fat begin to melt into his seed as Teddy was assimilated entirely into his system. Just as Julio had done to him, and just as he had in turn done to Julio. His breathing shallowed, gasping for air as he reached his tipping point, shooting out cum like a firehose all over the interior of the room. In it, was every insecurity, every pain, every imperfection which had plagued his lover since he was forced into the world. Gallons, tens of gallons in cum painted every surface around him, and as his balls began to shrink back down to the size of cantaloupes, he could feel his body churning Teddy down, incorporating him into the remnants of what was left of Julio. The gift itself, handed down the line for thousands of years was being imbued into the very core of Teddy's being. Julio had overshot his escape route in the heat of his own carnal lust, being broken down and slowly assimilated into Luca's body. The cockiness, the libido, the drive, the gift all now coursed through Luca. He was gone, but he didn't have to be wasted.
Over the next few weeks of churning, gurgling, bubbling, and undulating, Teddy was broken down and rebuilt only to be broken down again. Each time, a little more of Julio's essence would incorporate into him, even some of Luca himelf found its way into his shapeless form. Every workout that he did provided bursts of testosterone into the mix, and every jerking session flooded serotonin and glutamate. And after carefully monitoring the time, ensuring that Teddy would not meet his cousin's fate, three months later, it was time.
Sitting down in the luxurious apartment paid for by thirsty gay subscribers to his JustForFans and PH videos, Luca took his cock into his hands once more. Gently. Slowly. Carefully. Never losing focus of what was at stake, he stroked. Within his heavy balls, his leche had begun to bubble and slosh, preparing itself for expulsion. He picked up the pace, lifting his arm to get a full inhale of his pungent, all-natural pit poppers. His cock began to pulse and crack, as the thick sludge began to make its way toward the exit. Sure not to fall into the same trap as before, he pulled away from his tangy stink and focused. It was time. His hand moved furiously up and down his slimy cock, dripping with pre which pooled at his big, musky feet. One final cry of euphoria and out shot his load. One barrage after another, thick and dense landing afront him. Each shot slowly coagulating into a recognizable form. It slowly hardened, the milky white color giving way to ivory, then light beige, then a warm tan. Muscles tightened beneath a smooth skin, their fibers reconnecting one by one until they were strong and lean.
By the end of the bombardment, the homunculus before him had stood up. It was as tall as him, as broad as him, as powerful as him, and as the form of it's face began to take shape, a single tear was shed from Luca's watery eyes. He recognized his love, he could see Teddy, albeit ever so slightly different. He had certainly taken more of Julio and Luca's essences than they'd anticipated. A sharp, chiseled jawline carved itself out of the miasma, dark brown locks of hair sprung from it's scalp and plump lips parted to allow the deep breath of life which had been denied until then. His caramel eyes opened, and he smiled.
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theewritingroomm · 2 years
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Handsy
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Summary: Eddie Munson has always been a handsy person. OR The three times Eddie couldn’t keep his hands to himself and the one time you made him. Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: Handsy Eddie, drug use (Marijuana), groping, smut, slight fingering, choking, switch!eddie, masturbation (female), being restrained,  A/N: Reader is 18+, Edddie Munson has my whole heart. Smut may be poorly written, I haven't written anything let alone smut in a hit minute. SPOILER FREE FOR VOL. 2. Text divider by: @vecnacurse 
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I. Eddie always got a little clingy when he was in a bad mood…
Since the beginning of your relationship with Eddie a handful of things became certain. The first being your spot in Hellfire. Although you did not play yourself you spent every campaign perched on your own ‘throne’ next to Eddie’s 
“A queen needs her throne too.” Eddie had told you as he dragged the fluffy armchair into the drama room. And since that day, months ago, you cherished sitting next to Eddie while he DM’ed. To see him so happy and eccentric made your day every time. To see the stress and everyday bullshit melt away from your boyfriend’s face, but sometimes the torment of the week weighed too heavily on Eddie’s mind. On those days he needed you closer than what your chairs allowed. 
You knew today was going to be one of those days when you walked into the drama room. Because while the table had already been meticulously put together and sat ready for the day's game, Eddie was sitting nearly sulking on his throne. 
“Eds, are you okay?” you asked as you walked into the room. 
Eddie looked up as you spoke, allowing you to see the sadness in his eyes and the frown marring his features. 
Eddie shook his head as an answer to your question. He didn’t offer much more at the moment. Rather he held out his hand, a silent plea to have you closer. You quickly stepped towards Eddie, placing your hand gently in his. He pulled you down quickly into his lap. 
After taking a second to get comfortable you finally stilled. The moment you did Eddie took the opportunity to bury his face into the crook of your neck and allowed his hands to snake around your waist. 
“Eddie, what’s wrong?” You asked gently, running your hands through his hair. 
He sighed, his hot breath fanning your neck. Eddie placed a quick kiss there before looking up at you. “It’s just been a shitty day and Mrs. O’Donnell’s class is kicking my ass.” 
As he spoke Eddie ran his hands along your sides and over your thighs. A thing that you found he did to comfort and ground himself on the bad days. 
“I’m sorry Eds,” you spoke softly, placing a kiss to the tip of his nose. 
As your lips came in contact with his skin Eddie’s grip on your waist tightened. Effectively pulling you impossibly close to him. You stayed perched on his lap and continued to play with his hair and the threads on his denim vest as the rest of the Hellfire guys tricked into the room. You stayed there long after the game had ended, Eddie’s hand never one leaving its place on your waist. 
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II. Eddie got handsy when he got high…
Saturday evenings were by far your favorite day of the week. As you often found yourself laying in Eddie’s bedroom while a mixtape he had made swirled around the smoke in the room. More times than not you would find yourself straddled across his lap while he kissed you like his life depended on it. 
However, today was showing to be a calmer day than most. One of Eddie’s softer mixtapes played throughout the room. A joint was still being passed between the two of you as you laid with your head in Eddie’s lap, the newest Stephen King novel in your hands. It was peaceful. 
But Eddie was starting to get bored. 
He passed the joint back to you and watched as you wrapped your lips around the tip and inhaled. Eddie found it nearly erotic to watch you smoke. To watch watch your eyes become heavy and a smile becomes permanently etched across your lips. He thought you looked ethereal, which spurred him on in wanting to fix his boredom. 
As you took another drag off the joint Eddie allowed his hands to trail gently over your shoulder. Stopping briefly once he got to the collar of the shirt you wore. A flannel that you had likely stolen from his closet months ago. His right hand toyed with the collar as his left hand began ghosting over the buttons that kept it closed. Eddie paused to watch your face, to gauge your reaction. Upon noticing that you haven’t looked up from your book he decided to continue. 
Eddie’s right hand traveled up and down your arm gently, feather light touches that almost don’t feel there. While he let his left hand pop open the handful of buttons that he could reach. 
With the buttons of your - his - shirt open he was able to see the curve of your breast before the edge of the shirt blocked his view. He licked his lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to wrap his mouth around one of your pert nipples. However, in this position it was impossible. So instead, Eddie placed both of his hands gently on your shoulders before trailing them underneath the material of your shirt. 
His hands traveled over your collar bones and the swell of your breast before long fingers made quick contact with your nipples. He felt them pebble against his hands as you shivered. 
“Is this okay?” he asked, voice low and close to your ear. 
You nodded, “Your rings are just cold.” 
Eddie hummed at your revelation and allowed himself to continue. His long fingers circled your nipple softly as you continued to read. Gentle flicks and pinches continued and the words on the page became harder and harder to focus on. Until a harsh pinch to your left nipple had you gasping and pushing your chest up into your boyfriend’s hands. 
Eddie chuckled lowly in your ear before speaking. 
“Why don’t you put that book down baby girl.” He began placing hot, open mouthed kisses to your jaw and neck. 
At the low tone in Eddie’s voice you quickly tossed the book to the side. Not caring that you just lost your page. 
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III. The adrenaline of a show always left Eddie riled up. 
When you had started dating Eddie the crowd of regular Corroded Coffin fans grew by one. And you were by far the loudest. Singing every song at the top of your lungs and relishing in the smile on Eddie’s face as you did. 
But Eddie always enjoyed the time after the show the most. Because once the last song ended Eddie was quickly jumping off the stage and dragging you off the bar stool that you sat perched upon all night. He would lead you to the less than secluded hallway that led to the restrooms and push you up against the wall. 
Trapped between the wall and your boyfriend, your body felt like it was on fire. The wet, hot kisses that Eddie was placing over any piece of exposed skin felt like fire in your veins. His hands pulled at your hair to open your neck up to him and grabbed at your ass underneath your skirt. His fingerprints are likely already forming bruises on the cushiony flesh. 
“Fuck baby,” Eddie groaned out as he nipped at your jaw. 
He began to push your shirt up, exposing your bra clad chest to him and anyone who decided to walk down the hallway. Not that you cared at the moment. 
“So fuckin’ sexy,” teeth sunk into subtle flesh under lace as his large hand grasped roughly at your other breast. 
You moaned loudly, arching into him. His tongue gently swiped over the teeth impressions he had left behind. Attempting to soothe the burn left behind. 
His hand abandoned your chest to slide gently up to your neck. Long fingers placed pressure on the side of your neck as he continued to assault your chest with his mouth. 
“Eddie,” you whined, the pressure he was placing on your neck leaving your head deliciously woozy. 
In an attempt to keep you quiet Eddie quickly placed his lip onto yours in a searing kiss. All tongue and teeth as the hand around your throat tightened slightly. You moaned into his mouth and tried to buck your hips against him. Wanting, no needing to alleviate the growing pressure between your thighs. 
“You getting needy baby?” Eddie teased as he felt your hips shift. “You want me to touch your pretty pussy in front of the whole bar?” 
Soft fingers left your chest and dropped to your thigh exposed by the tiny denim skirt you chose to wear. He gently skimmed them higher and higher until his hand disappeared beneath denim. 
“Gotta be a good girl baby. Gotta be quiet. You don’t want anyone to know how dirty my baby girl truly is.” 
You whined at his words, earning a pointed glare and a quick squeeze to the throat. All the while he was gently running the cool metal of his rings against the sticky lace covering your core. The cool metal is a stark contrast to the wet heat between your thighs. 
“Eddie please,” you whispered. Pleading for him to do something, to do anything. 
“Whatcha want baby girl? I can’t help you if you don’t use your big girl words.” 
Another wave of heat flooded your core at his words. 
“Touch me Eds, please. I need you to touch my pussy.” You begged, not caring if your voice traveled to the rest of the bar. 
“Good girl,” Eddie praised. He finally pushed your lace panties to the side and sank two fingers into your heat.
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IV. Eddie’s favorite thing to do is touch you, but what if you don’t let him…
Sitting with Eddie on his bed was not out of the norm for your relationship. Neither was you straddling him while the two of you were in nothing but your underwear. However, the thing that was out of the norm was the pair of shiny handcuffs hanging from the tip of your finger. 
“You wanna be tied up baby?” Eddie asked from underneath you with a mischievous glint in his eye. 
You shook your head gently, watching as a quizzical look flashed across his face. You didn’t let him ask another question. Effectively silencing him as you leaned forward and grabbed his wrists in your hands. Placing them above his head you made quick work to attach the metal to his wrists. The sound of them closing echoing around the room. 
“You don’t get to touch me right now.” You spoke, a smirk pulling at your lips as you sat up. 
You felt Eddie’s cock twitch in his boxers beneath you. 
“That’s not fair baby,” Eddie nearly whined, “Who's gonna show that pretty pussy the attention she deserves?” 
You smiled sweetly at Eddie, leaning forward to capture his lips with yours. Eddie quickly tried to take control of the kiss, attempting to snake his tongue into your mouth to show you who was in charge. You swiftly pulled away from the kiss and began to trail soft kisses from the corner of his mouth, down his jaw and to the shell of his ear. 
“Me,” You answered his previously asked question, “and you have to sit there and watch. Then I’ll decide if you’ve earned the right to fuck my pussy.” 
Eddie groaned, throwing his head back into the pillows beneath him as he bucked his hips trying to alleviate the pressure in his cock. You swiftly put your weight on your knees, removing your pussy from where Eddie wanted it the most. 
You sent him one warning glare as you hopped off of the bed to remove your underwear. Once nude climbed back onto the bed and straddled Eddie’s chest. Your bare pussy was mere inches from his face. He could see how puffy and needy your clit was, how siny it was with your arousal. 
It was his favorite meal and he was being denied the chance to devour you. 
“Baby please,” Eddie pulled at the handcuffs around his wrists, “Let me touch you, I need to feel you baby.”  
You didn’t say anything to him as you trailed your hands up from their place on your thighs. Up your stomach and oh so softly over your chest, stopping only when your fingertips brushed against your nipples. Eddie’s eyes were glued to your hands as you grabbed and played with your chest. Pulling at your nipples much in the way he would, only stopping when they pebbled against your fingers. 
You trailed on hand back down your body as the other continued to circle and pull at your nipple. Eddie watched the hand that traveled back to your core. Not able to tear his eyes away from you as you dragged one finger through the wetness between your thighs. Moaning gently as you touch your clit. 
You gently circled your clit, gradually adding pressure with each pass. 
“Eddie,” You moaned, continuing to toy with your clit and chest. “Feels so good, Eds. Wish you could feel it, baby.” 
You felt your pussy clench around nothing. You know Eddie saw, sure he was going to spontaneously combust because of it. 
“Please baby, I gotta touch you.” Eddie begged, his eyes glued to your core as you slipped two fingers into your tight heat. Pumping them in time with the circles you were rubbing on your clit. 
“Eddie,” you moaned, your head thrown back and eyes shut tight. 
Eddie knew from the sounds you were making that you were close. And god did he wish he was the one pulling those sounds from you. But as he watched you fuck you own fingers he feels as if he had entered heaven. The delicious squelsh of your pussy sucking in your fingers sounded sweeter than any music Eddie had ever heard. The drip of your arousal onto his chest had his cock straining painfully against the fabric of his boxers. 
“Eds, I’m g-gonna c-cum.” you whined as you bucked into your own hand. 
“Yeah baby, come for me.” Eddie grinned wildly as you moaned, “Make a fuckin mess baby.” 
As soon as the words passed Eddie’s lips you were falling apart. Slick coated Eddie’s chest making his tattoos shiny. As you came down and your breaths evened out you giggled at the look on his face. A look of pure arousal and slight pain sat upon his face as he strained against the handcuffs on his wrists. 
Deciding that you had teased the poor guy enough you grabbed the key off of the nightstand. You quickly unlocked one wrist and went to work on the other when Eddie grabbed your waist, the cuffs still attached to one wrist. But he didn't seem to care as he flipped the two of you over. Capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss and his hands grabbed at everything within his reach. 
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2023 End of Year Post - kdrama edition
Yes, we have a some of December left, and I want to check out Death's Game but whatever. I got time for this now and not sure if I will have later so here goes.
This is only going to cover kdramas that aired in 2023; if I watched it but it was made in a different year, it’s not on the list. This was an excellent kdrama year, the likes of which we hadn't had in a long time.
DRAMAS WATCHED
In order of liking from least to most as opposed to pure quality so pls don't come for me, fans of some popular dramas that are on my nope list. Also, I am including if I’ve seen enough to make up my mind; yes I realize that’s inaccurate, but that’s my list.
33. The Escape of the Seven - this is so aggressively stupid and mean that it feels like the makers are playing a practical joke seeing how much their audience will take. This has a season 2 coming, so the answer is a lot.
32. Behind Your Touch - the FL gets superpowers by touching people's and animals' butts. Yes, you read this right. Do I really need to add anything?
31. King the Land - yes, it was a hit. Yes, it stars popular actors. I HATED IT LIKE IT TOUCHED MY BUTT TO GET SUPERPOWERS!!! Plastic people in paint by the numbers story, with about as much genuineness or retability as a barbie aisle in walmart. I never expect much from Yoona so whatever, but to have LJH go from The Red Sleeve to this boggles the mind.
30. Mrs Durian - this is so dumb that I think I lost a few IQ points watching this, but its insanity becomes entertaining - I mean what kdrama can you name where a daughter in law declares her love and lust for her mother in law at a family dinner?
29. The Matchmakers - there is nothing offensive about this drama at all. But there is nothing in the least interesting either. If elevator music took drama shape, it would be this show.
28. Destined with You - sorry, Rowoon, I am still fond of you, but you are two for two in drama duds department this year. This is a drama where I loved ep 1, liked ep 2, was indifferent to 3 and...you get the point. Each ep was worse than the one before, and I bailed before I was dragged into a cosmic singularity.
27. Oasis - great first two episodes. Unfortunately it was not a two ep show. The performances are solid but the story is just not there - the effect is like a fancy chef making an amazing sauce to put on pig slop.
26. Boyhood - it's not you, it's me in action. I can see why people would like it but a 34-year old playing a high schooler in a Weak Hero Class 1 Slapstick Edition is no go for me.
25. Castaway Diva - it's so precious and kooky in the most annoying ways, with the most well-adjusted abused castaway in history. I like magic realism when done by Jorge Amado, but this ain't Amado.
24. Island - it had a good concept, good cast and fun visuals but the execution deserved one of ML's swords through the neck.
23. The Worst of Evil - if I wanted an American show, I'd watch one. Very solid performances though.
22. Song of the Bandits - period edition of what I said about The Worst of Evil.
21. Welcome to Samdalri - and goodbye to any hope of emotional involvement.
20. Joseon Attorney - I have yet to like a single sageuk centered around a profession and this was not an exception. I guess it could be worse but it also could have been so much better.
19. Twinkling Watermelon - everyone loved this drama. Everyone except for me. It's the kind of precious that sets my teeth on edge and I couldn't stand half the main characters we were supposed to root for. I guess I like my fruits to shine steadily.
18. Our Blooming Youth - probably the biggest disappointment on this list. This is not a bad drama by any means, but with that cast and that story (I loved the novel), I was hoping for a memorable sageuk not merely all right.
17. Vigilante - it has the emotional complexity and nuance of a punch to the throat but it gives us quasi-gay openly-murderous dudes going after psychos and Yoo Ji Tae holding feral Nam Joo Hyuk by his hoodie at his feet.
16. The Forbidden Marriage - expected nothing but it was a surprisingly enjoyable trifle of a costume drama that was also quite pretty.
15. Arthdal Chronicles: Sword of Aramun - a hot mess but such an entertaining epic one. And it gave us TWO Lee Jun Kis in period gear and who am I to cavil at the bounty of God?
14. The Story of Park's Marriage - it's a trifle, a souffle, so light it might blow away, but it keeps my attention and is so fun and sweet.
13. My Lovely Liar - a huge surprise, that manages to mix a murder mystery and a romcom, and shocked me by showing Hwang Minhyun can act.
12. Tale of the Nine Tailed 1938 - the original ToNT was my fave drama of its year and I did not think it needed a sequel. But this is not a sequel but more of a side-quel and is such a total delight with brotherly love, adventures, romance and hijinks. It's a joy.
11. Perfect Marriage Revenge - it's actually very hard to do a soap right but this slim 12 ep drama managed. So fun, so crazy, such a good ship!
10. My Lovely Boxer - not really about sports, but about two broken people finding salvation because of and in each other. Also, if you like age gap romances, this is delicious. Sort of loses steam by the end but c’est la vie.
9. The Secret Romantic Guesthouse - this was a sageuk that was not on my radar with a bunch of actors I was not familiar with but it took my heart away. A good plot that was perfectly paced, characters and ships I adored, a logical ending. This is one of the biggest positive surprises of the year for me.
8. Tell Me That You Love Me - a slice of life remake (sort of, it's more "inspired by") of my favorite jdrama of all time. It's not as good as the jdrama because nothing could be, but it's an aching lovely story with some incredible performances.
7. See You In My 19th Life - funny and romantic and haunting and hopeful and odd. This was one of my favorites of the year.
6. Alchemy of Souls: Light and Shadow - it's rare for me to like a (1) sequel (2) with FL actress change (3) that is a Hong Sisters drama. But this was such a gorgeous, surprisingly achy story of love and loss and love regained with some cool monster fighting in the middle. Between the two seasons, this is the first Hong Sisters' drama I enjoyed from beginning to end in well over a decade.
5. My Demon - so tropey (chaebols, supernaturals) but it proves that these tropes are popular for a reason. The chemistry is fire, the story is unpredictable and the whole thing is an addictive delight. A rare drama where I like each new ep more than the last one.
4. Goryeo Khitan War - an old school sageuk in every meaning of the term (no romance, no eye candy, lots of bearded men, battles and politics), this feels like watching an epic movie more than a drama. The vast cast all earns their place and the performances (mainly from character actors given a chance to shine) are incredible.
3. Call It Love - two very very damaged people finding love and healing with each other. This is a narrative very hard to do to my satisfaction but when it's done well, as here, there are few things that can hold a candle to it.
2. My Dearest - a masterpiece of cinematography, narrative, performances. This is an old-school epic romance in the best sense of the term. If it doesn't make you swoon or break your heart, there is something wrong with you. A story of two untraditional, strong-willed, flawed people who fall in love in the middle of the horrifying Qing invasion of Korea and have to deal with all that the world throws at them, this is a bona fide masterpiece.
1 - Moon in the Day - who knew my favorite kdrama of the year will star a store brand Domyoji from Extraordinary You and an actress I was never familiar with. But this part period/part modern fantasy tale of doomed cursed lovers is everything I knew I wanted and everything I didn't know I wanted but did. Two lovers where their love did not save them and in modern day it might not again, has got me obsessed the way I haven't been in years.
FAVORITE DRAMA
Moon in the Day - if there is such a thing as a drama made perfectly for me, this gorgeous, emotionally haunting, utterly romantic, twisty tale is it.
WORST DRAMA
The Escape of the Seven. This drama is proof that demons exist and not sexy ones like Song Kang but horrible nasty ones who delight in the torment this hot mess inflicted on its viewers.
FAVORITE MALE CHARACTER
Do Ha, Moon in the Day - a Silla general and a consummate killer who committed atrocities on the orders of his monster father and yearned to die for them, who found the meaning in life in loving his enemy but it did not make him better, a man so obsessed he literally was around for 1500 years of horrifying ghostly existence and still went "worth it" for a woman who killed him as long as he knew she loved him while she did it. He's intense and competent and beyond fucked up and has never had a normal day and I love him so so so very much from a safe distance.
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FAVORITE FEMALE CHARACTER
Gil Chae, My Dearest - she starts out as vain and spoiled but the horrors that break so many others bring out all her fierce survivor potential and she becomes such a force of nature - capable of incredible love but also sacrifice and strength and compassion.
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Runner Up: Shin Hye Sun's reincarnator in See You In My 19th Life - quirky, damaged, strong, so odd and so vulnerable at once.
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NEEDS TO BE MURDERED
There are a lot of characters who fit that category (King Injo in My Dearest? My God) but the crown belongs to So Ri Bu from Moon in the Day. You think you've seen abusive parents but until you've seen a man abuse his son his whole life and then continue for 1500 years after his death, you ain't seen nothing!
FAVORITE SHIP
The doomed by the narrative OTP of Moon in The Day. Only thing that's better than enemies to lovers is enemies while lovers and their impossible relationship where her killing him is a supreme act of love and his refusing to let go is so strong that he stays around for 1500 years watching her, helpless as she dies over and over again, is everything you ever want.
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Runner up: Jang Hyun/Gil Chae, My Dearest. They are so strong and so damaged and it takes them so long to figure out what they feel and what the other person feels but their love and sacrifice and complexities are perfect.
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FAVORITE SECONDARY OTP
Kim Shi Yeol/Hong Joo, The Secret Romantic Guesthouse - an assassin bodyguard pretending to be a carefree scholar and a widow of the man he killed to protect his king (and whose life was destroyed as a result.) I enjoyed the main OTP of this drama but I was utterly and completely unhinged for the secondary couple.
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I'd have probably picked Rang and his mermaid from TotNT 1938 even over them, but they really were the main OTP of that drama.
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NOTP
King the Land couple seems like an easy target but honestly, they are both so terribly bland and antiseptic and marketing by committee, they kinda deserve each other. So I am gonna go with Destined with You, one half of which thinks supernaturally roofying someone into loving them is cute and the other half thinks dating one woman while wooing another is totally a-ok. Ugh.
FAVORITE SCENE
There is no competition for the scene in the slave market in My Dearest, where Jang Hyun finds Gil Chae - the way he screams and tries to clutch the hem of her skirt will live in my head forever.
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And the scene where he 'wins' that horrifying bet, or the scene where she finds him in a pile of bodies - they are as good also. Or when he fights off a squad to protect her even though he's sick. That whole drama is perfect.
Runner up: the scene of Do Ha executing Ri Ta's family, covered in blood, as she looks at him from the crowd in Moon in the Day.
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Or the scene where he talks about how he cannot live as a person but at least maybe she will kill him and he will die as one. Or when her confession in the past intercuts with his walking in the present, or when he comes home in his bloodied armor and she finds he has a fever and it's the first tender touch he's probably ever known. Her murdering So Ri Bu saying she knows she's going against filial piety in loving her parents' murderer, the way they hug, both bloody, as he says "let's live." The way she says she can't go on as she's hit rock bottom and he replies she cannot quit because she must accompany him to his rock bottom now. Honestly, the drama is a font of amazingness.
Also, the opening scene of Goryeo Khitan War or the scene of Yang Gyu ordering to shoot the captives and having to do so himself.
The OTP meeting again at the intersection at the end of ep 1 of Tell Me That You Love Me. SHS comforting ABH as he's having a traumatic breakdown in 19th Life. The love-making scene in Call It Love. There were a lot of great scenes this year.
BIGGEST CRUSH
Lee Jang Hyun, My Dearest - is that even a competition? He's flawed - vain, often emotionally closed off, not great at processing emotions, lashing out when hurt. He is also incredibly heroic in a real, knows the cost but bears it, kind of way. Whatever he does, he commits utterly but it's never without understanding the cost. He felt both larger than life and utterly real. He went through hell and maintained his soul and the way he loved Gil Chae was breath-taking to behold.
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Runner Up: Yang Gyu, Goryeo Khitan War - an experienced military commander who wins an impossible victory even as it ravages his soul. Competence is sexy as fuck.
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BEST SCENE STEALER CHARACTER
Rang, Tale of the Nine Tailed 1938 - 1938 really was Rang's chance to shine and he took it. For a character I started out disliking in the original, he really stole my entire heart in this drama. I am so glad he got his happy ending with his brother and his girl.
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Runner Up: Crown Prince, My Dearest. He started out as a sheltered, spoiled aristocrat, convinced the world owed him for existing. He grew up slowly and painfully into an amazing man. And then was murdered for it and I cried.
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NEEDS A SEQUEL
Arthdal - it leaves the story at a good stopping point but it's very much a "world in flux, adventures and conflicts continue" ending and I would love to see more of these characters. I know we won't but it would have been nice.
NEEDS SCISSORS TAKEN TO IT
Behind Your Touch - should have been snipped at birth.
TOO MANY SCISSORS TAKEN TO IT
Vigilante - I don't mean it had scissors taken to it because it's not cdrama and there is no NRTA, but this drama would have benefitted from being longer. I mean, I love fights and gay polycules as much as the next tumblr person but a bit more character development would not have come amiss. (ahaha - I said come. Leave me alone.)
TROPE THAT NEEDS TO DIE
I don't care about cops/doctors/trash collectors/whoever - workplace drama centering on their "cases" needs to die. I hate procedurals from any country and Korea is no exception.
FAVORITE TROPE WE’VE SEEN A LOT OF
Supernatural critter devoted to their OTP with all the power of their long life.
BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT
Our Blooming Youth - it was far from terrible but it was a giant meh. I was so excited to see Park Hyung Sik in a sageuk (that wasn't the hot mess that was Hwarang) and I adored the source novel. It actually started well and then...it's like Revenge of the Beige!
BIGGEST GOOD SURPRISE
I want to say Moon in the Day but to be honest, I was excited by posters and trailers so it wasn't wholly a surprise despite not having much of an opinion on the actors before I saw them. So I am going to say My Demon. I was bored by the trailers, I can't remember the last time I enjoyed a Kim Yoo Jung drama and before this year I would have said Song Kang was an incredibly limited actor in everything I've seen him in and not appealing to me at all. And here I am rabidly rabiding for this drama!
If I am not limiting myself to dramas but can use this for actors - Hwang Minhyun in My Lovely Liar. I genuinely did not think the man could act and then he gave such a pitch-perfect, nuanced performance out of nowhere!
2023 DRAMAS I HAVEN’T SEEN THAT I MOST WANT TO WATCH
I have actually watched all the kdramas that aired this year that I wanted to check out except for Evilive. I am saving this for when I have time.
BEST NON-2023 DRAMA I’VE WATCHED IN 2023
I don't know if I'd say it's the best but Say You Love Me (2004) with Kim Rae Won as a quasi monk seduced away from his true love by an evil older woman was a hell of a ride.
MOST ANTICIPATED
Love Song for Illusion (Lady assassin falls for her royal target who has two personalities), Captivating the King (lady spy falls for her royal target who is tormented) - notice a theme? Also Flower that Blooms at Night because Honey Lee in a sageuk, The Life of Mrs Ock (Lim Ji Yeon in a sageuk), The Love Story of Chun Hwa (an "erotic" sageuk, hmmmm, what?!), Hong Rang (Lee Jae Wook in a super angst sageuk), Queen Woo (that cast and set in Goguryeo!), Wong Kyung (about Lee Bang Won's wife and I love the cast.) Basically, if it's period, I am there with bells on.
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YANDERE SIM: MALE RIVALS HEADCANONS
Yeah hi! That's me 😏🤚Despair! TODAY i will take a very popular game that wasn't finished in a *cough* MANY YEARS 👀 And tell you what i think male rivals would be if they were a Yandere! To do this i made an AU were yandere chan (that's you bestie) is just shy and quiet student who just doesn't like to talk to anyone IT'S NORMAL!! i will include taro like a normal crush for our MC-chan okay? Good let's get started!
Part one...
Part 2!
Part 3!
Part 4!
Mentions of Suicide,Death,Violence,Angst,Yandere behavior and else. Please NO MINORS allowed!
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🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ I Bet he meet you in some dramatic scene like, he couldn't find a good actor for his new brilliant idea, let's say Romeo & Juliet okay? And dramatically left the gym building (Like this Lion king Zira scene when she dramatically takes her paw to her forehead in her music video) and then it happend ✨YOU✨ like an angel walked past him uninterested, time stopped for him and faint blush appeared on his cheeks. THAT'S IT! YOU NEED TO BE AN JULIET! NO SHIT- (even if you are a boy he would Ask you anyways)
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ He would be very open to you i mean- JUST LOOK AT HIM! HE'S A DRAMA QUEEN! Saying stuff like "Good morning Dove~ hm? Oh darling i told you to call me by my first name!" and send judging glares to everyone who looks your way, you will be popular soon enough and no one below you will interact with you! He can't let that happen-
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ But if that ever..EVER.. happens...well he's pretty good with words. he can literally say one fake gossip and whole school with talk about it. I believe he's pretty sadistic inside, likes to see his victims struggle under him as he laughs at them with no remorse...Of course he acts nice and proud when you are around, after that one time he almost chocked one student who had crush on you but ended up with just empty threats...he needs to control himself more in school! Just a little bit 🥰🤏
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's always let's you touch him. hugs,taking his hand, even punching him when he's flirting and he can't stop himself, even if you threaten him! He finds It cute~ Your every touch is just nice, if someone else grabs his hand he immediately shake his hand away dramatically "NO TOUCHING-" and everyone seems to notice the change between you two. Good for him you!
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's really sweet for you, always inviting you for his shows, and even asking forcing you to be the lead director in all of this! Your face should be popular on every shows and magazines- EVEN IF HE NEEDS TO USE HIS FATHERS FAME.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who always calling you his best friend and wanting to change your style, telling you about his hobby and suprise! you support him. No laughing or saying he's delusional and bossy. Wow that's...WELL let's just say that he's looking at you with sparks in his eyes and faint blush. As you continue your talk about being honest with each other and stuff.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's shocked when you told him about your crush, He stops walking,looks at you, asking one simple question "Who..?" When you told him that you got a crush on a basic nerd who's only role in life is to be annoying teachers pet? He's quiet for the whole day, no smiling, no nothing. Just glaring at this boy taro as he's in the same class as him.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's starting to give you gifts, first time this happen he tried to flirt with you after school and gave you a simple white rose with a short sentence "You look really beautiful today Y/n Chan~" after this everything changed, he started to be more clingy to you, complementing you and spreading more and more rumors about TARO.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's room is just full of you! Your selfies with him,Classmates group photos, were everyone is crossed out,Your crush has X's in their eyes, and you? Aww you got a lot of hearts around. Cute <3 Also he can't stop thinking about you. You are everything too him. Can't sleep without looking at you. He's addicted.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's doesn't like children, he is the only child and as he dreams about you being his S/O for the whole life he can't picture HIMSELF as a father. And he wants to be an actor! Actors don't have time for the little gremlins running around the house. Even if YOU would be stay at home parent it still to much for him. He can afford to buy a cat for you or a dog but NO CHILD. But maybe if you convince him...
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who took you on a nice date walk around the park. And as you both sits on the picnic blanket eating fruits, he takes your hand in his and kisses it romantically. For the whole time everyone around sees you as a couple, even if YOU don't see it, Kizano sees it all and he likes it <3 after that day everyone in school starts to gossip PERFECT.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's jealous of you in every way, talking to other student? He already hugging you from behind. Talking to teachers? He's taking your hand in his. Even kids are bothering him, as he sees you playing with them, he imagine them as his own...BASICALLY BABY FEVER. He needs to excuse himself and splash his face with cold nice water.
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's can't wait to friday, Writing a love note in his room, decorating it and waiting for this moment, if you won't be his on the end of the school year, he will be mad and possibly turn into a stalker or something. He can't wait to see you under that tree...suprised,blushing even...he can't wait to touch your lips with his...and- OMG HE'S DREAMING AGAIN! see what you did to him???
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ Who's standing there under this sakura tree...after school, playing with his pony tail, is he nervous? Come on! It will be fine it's not like you wouldn't accept it, after some time you actually came! Standing there suprised, as he imagined before, he quickly tells you about his feelings telling you how you captured his heart and he's willing to be with you forever...and ever...
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ If you accept his feelings he would so happy that in a second he would hug you actually crying! Wow you never saw him that way. He would tell you how much he loves you and from now on you will be a royalty in school...he will made sure of it. The next week in school everyone is looking at both of you as you hold your hands, and hug each other. Saying simple congratulations to both of you! I can see him walking you to your house, giving you passionate kiss on the lips and waving you a goodbye <3
🪻Kizano Sunobu🪻~ If you don't accept him....saying that you would like to be just friends he doesn't take it lightly, being quiet and not talking to anybody,ignoring you for some time, sometimes TRYING to change your mind? Walking around his room destroying his stuff...well one day he invites you to his house, saying he wanted to apologize, and serve you a "special" tea, as you drink it you feel very dizzy and starts to choke,you visibly panic as Kizano hugs you saying "it's gonna be alright my love..." And before you fell unconscious he kisses you. As he stands up from his bed, he takes a hidden knife from under his desk..and stabs himself ending this love story forever...
After the accident, news are all over your death, your parents furious about this "YOUR SON KILLED MY CHILD!" your crying mother screaming at Kizano's parents as they are shocked as well..they knew their son had a crush but..to do something like that? At first Police thought that was a double suicide but after checking everyone's stories it was known for sure that kizano was rejected so he killed himself with his love so they can be together forever...Everyone in school was shocked at this, kizano would do that? You both are gonna be famous forever like kizano wanted...
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DO YOU WANT A PART TWO??? And i know this was a shity work, but i have an 'writing block' it's getting frustrating BECAUSE I HAVE GOOD STORIES TO TELL BUT MY BRAIN IS LIKE- NA-AH..THE FUCK YOU MEAN NA-AH??? Btw love ya guys! <3
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Tom Hiddleston Characters Masterlist
updated January 26, 2024
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Multiple Character Headcanons/Listicles
• Tom Hiddleston Characters as Desserts
• How Tom Hiddleston Characters Would Spend the Winter Holidays 
• Tom Hiddleston Characters: How They Act When They Have a Crush (on You)
• Tom Hiddleston Characters on Their Wedding Day (to You)
• Tom Hiddleston Characters: How They Would Propose (to You)
• Tom Hiddleston Characters Celebrating the New Year (With You)
Bill Hazeldine from Suburban Shootout
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• She’s a Lady and I am Just a Boy: On the first day of taking ‘Fundamentals of Shakespeare’ at university, Bill Hazeldine finds himself developing a serious crush on you, his drama professor.
• Champagne for My Real Friends, Real Pain for My Sham Friends: A first-year medical student at the University of Surrey, you move into a uni house and meet your new flatmates Bill Hazeldine and Rory Slippery (College AU, crossover with Rory Slippery from Fortysomething)
Caius Marcius Coriolanus from Coriolanus
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I’ve Decided, I Will Not Let Your Shadow Separate From Me: After being elected the consul, Coriolanus receives many things - sleepless nights, pointless riots from the lower-class citizens, and you, his new personal slave. While the sleep deprivation and the noise from the plebeians annoy him to no end, he finds himself obsessed with you. (Yandere)
The One That I Desire: A general must always be in control, according to General Caius Marcius Coriolanus . But there often comes a time when even the most powerful general falls to temptation. And for Coriolanus, that temptation is you.
Henry V/Prince Hal from The Hollow Crown
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• Fairytale:  While riding upon your horse in the woods, you come across a stranger with a silver tongue and golden curls. And he calls himself “Hal”. (Basically a meet-cute with fluff.)
• You Will Be Mine : The prince of England quickly becomes obsessed with you, a servant brought to his chambers to serve him breakfast. And there is nothing that will stop him from claiming you as his. (Yandere)
• First Time In London: Three days into your new life in London, you find yourself in a café after one of the dreariest mornings ever. Standing behind you in line is none other than Henry Plantagenet, a handsome gentleman with a zest for life and a romantic outlook that feels too good to be real. (Modern AU)
Jonathan Pine from The Night Manager
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•So Much More: While holidaying in Switzerland at the Hotel Meister, you find yourself constantly being stood up by each and everyone you meet. And each time, the night manager Jonathan Pine is there to comfort you after delivering the bad news. But it’s really just part of the job…right?
• The Forbidden Room: Part One, Part Two : During a late night alone in the lobby of the Hotel Meister, you - a student at the University of Zurich - meet the charming night manager Mr.Jonathan Pine. And what starts out as simply two strangers getting to know each other turns into something more when Pine shows you a secret part of the hotel.
• My Dearest Diamond : After nearly two years of working for MI-6, Jonathan tried to get in touch with you, the girl who stole his heart when he worked at Hotel Meister. For three weeks, the two of you rekindled your love via handwritten letters, until you booked a five-day trip to London to see him.
As he prepares to make this holiday special for you, Jonathan reflects on his relationship with you…and carries out one last errand before you land.
Robert Laing from High-Rise
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• Being Married to Robert Laing would Include...
Loki of Asgard from the Marvel Cinematic Universe
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• Heaven Help the Fool Who Falls in Love: You, a lady-in-waiting of Asgard’s Queen Frigga, and Prince Loki have been inseparable for years. What started with a mere look becomes something more precious. (Fluff)
• A Better King: While shopping with Thor in Mumbai (to kill time while Tony Stark is busy with a meeting), Loki learns about the “king” of Bollywood…and decides that he himself could be a better king.
• Take All of Me: Loki takes great delight in “ruining” his innocent, shy girlfriend for the first time (corruption kink, smut)
• Dandelions: Having heard stories about the Norse god of mischief, you find yourself falling in love with Loki despite having never met him. Out of devotion, you prepare offerings that you think he would like, and find ways to express the way you feel. Little do you know that your feelings are not unrequited.
• Beauty is Where You Find It: A journalist for a New York magazine in September of 2012, you come across the opportunity to do an interview from an icon in the fashion industry. Your subject? A rising supermodel from Wimbledon with icy blue eyes and jet-black curls named Loki Laufeyson.
• They’ll Call Your Crimes a Work of Art: A journalist for a small magazine in New York, you’ve been assigned to write a piece about the recent attacks led by Loki. So, you have a look at Loki himself to get your own perspective.
• Little Darling: Living with the God of Mischief in London comes with finding many surprises, and one of those surprises happens to be a four-year-old named Tom Hiddleston.
THE PHANTOM OF ASGARD (THOR: THE DARK WORLD LOKI X READER)
Rumors say that a phantom haunts the darkest hall in the royal palace of Asgard, but is he truly as dangerous as the people of Asgard claim he is?
Part One
Part Two
FOR ALL TIME, IT WAS ALWAYS YOU (TVA LOKI X WIFE!READER)
Imagine waking up in an alternate reality where you and Loki are a newlywed couple living in the suburbs...and everything seems a little too good to be true. (inspired by Wandavision)
Part One
Part Two: Mrs. Laufeyson
Part Three: Happy to Keep His Dinner Warm
Part Four: Kitty Makes Three
THE AGE OF LOKI (LOKI X READER X PROFESSOR HIDDLESTON)
For his second year teaching at Oxford’s English department, Professor Hiddleston hires you to be his first-ever teaching assistant. One night while working late, he shows you the newest addition to his poetry class’s syllabus: the Lokasenna, a poem centered on the Norse god of mischief…and accidentally summons the trickster god himself.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
IF YOU LET ME, I CAN MAKE ANOTHER WORLD FOR US (LOKI x POWERFUL!READER)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Jaguar Villain Hiddleston from the Good to Be Bad Campaign
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• All I Worship and Adore: For a long time, Tom has admired you, an innocent woman, from afar...until one day, he makes his affections known to you. And this time, he won’t take no for an answer (Yandere)
• Your Remedy - He may be one of the most powerful and feared man in London, a terrifying villain to the outside world, but when you’re sick with a cold, your paramour Thomas spends the entire evening by your side taking care of you.
• SFW Alphabet - Jaguar Villain!Tom Hiddleston
YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING (JAGUAR!HIDDLESTON X READER)
You, a budding journalist, have the opportunity of a lifetime to interview the feared and revered Mr. Hiddleston, the CEO of Imperial Pharmaceuticals, Britain’s leading drug manufacturing company. What happens when a few mistakes lead you into the jaws of the wolf, working for the man himself?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Miscellaneous Hiddleston AUs
• AU: Tom Hiddleston as the Prince of Scotland
• Lessons from the Viscount (Viscount!Hiddleston x Reader, Reader x William Buxton, Reader x John Plumptre): As a debutante in the Regency era, you attend your first etiquette class, along with the other boys and girls of London’s upper crust. Heading the class is the charismatic Viscount Hiddleston, rumored to be a former Shakespearean actor who returned to London to look after his familal estate. And it isn’t long before he takes a liking to you.
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Love Grows - Part 2
More teen dad Steve! This shaping up to be around 8-9 parts, so keep an eye out for more!
Ao3 | Part 1 | Part 3
March '85
Steve gets more comfortable bringing Rosemary to school. Twice a week he brings the 6 month old along as he goes to class, and when Eddie asks him about it one day, Steve just shrugs. "I used to pay for a sitter on those days, because the usual one can't watch her, but I'd rather have her with me since everyone knows anyway." And yeah, that makes sense.
Eddie starts taking her during Steve's free period, so the guy has a chance to do some schoolwork without worrying about keeping an eye on his kid. He enjoys it, the time he gets with Rosie one-on-one, but he really enjoys lunch on those days, because Steve will bring her out to Eddie's van - which Eddie scrubbed clean before offering the first time - and they'll eat lunch and talk while Rosie stretches out in the soft blankets laid out in the back.
He gets some weird looks, including the occasional piercing stare from Nancy Wheeler that he pointedly ignores, as well as his own share of whispers whenever he goes around with Rosie. He’s grateful that the years of acting out, of perfectly honing his loud, unruly persona has left him immune to the chatter. All that matters is Rosie, and Steve, and making sure they’re both taken care of.
The first time Steve asks him to watch Rosie outside school hours, he is visibly stressed. Apparently there's a big basketball game this Friday night and Steve's usual sitter is unavailable, and is there any way he could watch Rosie for a couple of hours? Please?
There's a little voice in the back of Eddie’s mind that screams about it being a Hellfire night, and a baby would be too distracting, would just get in the way. The tantrum is quickly silenced when Steve shoots him those pleading, hazel puppy eyes, and fuck, Eddie’s resolve falls like a house of cards. On Friday he finds himself taking Rosie's carrier and diaper bag as Steve rambles on a little, clearly nervous. 
"I fed her like an hour ago, so she should be okay until after the game. She should stay asleep the entire time, but if she wakes up, just hold her- And you know what you're doing, I don't know why I'm going on about this." 
Eddie can't help the smile that spreads over his face as he reaches out to pat Steve's shoulder. "It's fine, man. You're worried about the game and you're projecting. It'll be okay." 
Steve nods and takes a breath. "Do you want me to meet you back here after the game? Or I can come to wherever you are to get her, if that's easier." 
Eddie hoists the diaper bag higher on his shoulder. "I’m actually going to be hanging around for a little while. There's a room back behind the drama department, you can meet me there to pick her up." 
“Yeah, I can do that,” he says, hands twisting nervously in the strap of his own bag, and Eddie leans over, nudges Steve with his elbow. “You’re gonna do great, Stevie. You’ll have to tell me all about it when you pick up Rosie.”
Steve seems to appreciate the encouragement, gives Eddie a soft “Sure thing,” as they walk into the school together, and the younger waves before they split up and head their separate ways. 
Eddie's friends are baffled when they see Rosie, her carrier placed in a spare seat so he can see her easier, and yeah, Eddie gets it. They know that he watches her sometimes, have seen him around with her, but he’s never brought her into their circle before.
Gareth is the first to actually comment on it with a curious "Hey, Eddie? Why do you have Harrington's baby?"
"Because, Gareth, I'm an excellent babysitter, and my services were needed." 
He sends Gareth a blinding smile and the younger rolls his eyes, opens his mouth to say something but is cut off when Andy smacks his hand on the table.
"Listen, Eddie. I know you've got your whole, whatever the fuck, going on with Harrington, but Hellfire is sacred, man! You can’t just bring in a fucking baby because King Steve asked you to!" 
The room goes quiet at the outburst, and Eddie takes a breath, places his hands on the table and leans forward as he levels a look at the guy. "Steve is raising this baby by himself, and when he needed a hand he came to me because he trusts me, and I agreed because he’s my friend. If you have a problem with me helping out a friend, Andy, then you can fucking leave."
There’s a beat as Eddie stares him down, dares him to say something else before Andy looks away, and Eddie nods firmly as he relaxes a bit, satisfied that there won’t be any more objections about Rosie being there. He starts the session soon after, and the interaction slips to the back of his mind as they all focus on the game
Despite Steve's assurances, Rosie wakes up after about an hour, but before Eddie can reach over to shush her, Gareth is on his feet. He pulls her from the carrier and cradles her in his arms, and when Eddie shoots him a look he just shrugs. 
"I haven't been able to do this since Maggie was a baby, let me have this, man." 
Right, Eddie forgot about the fucking eleven year gap between Gareth and his little sister. The guy probably has more baby experience than Eddie and Steve combined, and that's the only reason Eddie allows it to happen, not because Gareth looks so quietly happy to be holding a baby again. He almost says something when Matt takes her a little while later, but Gareth shows him how to hold her, how to make sure she's comfortable, and Eddie settles down, keeping an eye out while still running the game.
Over the next hour, Rosie gets passed around the table. When someone's arms get tired, she goes on to the next person, although Chris pointedly passes over Andy and hands her directly to Jeff. Eddie smirks at the slight disappointment on Andy's face, and the smug delight on Jeff’s as he cradles the sleeping baby close, shushes her gently when she lets out a weak cry.
The whole scene makes Eddie proud, proud that his boys aren’t afraid to show this level of care for a child they don’t even know, that belongs to someone they have a history of disliking. 
They're completely engrossed in the game when there's a knock on the door, and Eddie looks up to see Steve entering the room. He looks around and frowns, and Eddie feels a rush of - panic? resolve? - when he glances over to see Jeff still holding Rosie.
Steve makes his way over to Eddie, and the older braces himself for a rude comment, prepares to defend his flock, to the point that he’s surprised when instead, Steve says "You could have told me you already had plans for tonight, Eddie. I would have found someone else." 
The weight in Eddie's stomach lifts a little, and he scoffs as he steps over to take Rosie from his friend. “It’s fine, Steve. She’s been silent as a mouse, a perfect angel, honestly.” Steve hums skeptically, watches as Eddie straps Rosie back into her carrier before handing it and the bag over. 
Eddie motions to the door, follows Steve out and closes it behind them as he says "Listen, Steve, I'm sorry. I should have asked before I let anyone else hold her, but Gareth started it and he knows a lot about babies because of his sister, and then Matt took her from him before I could and-" 
He cuts himself off when he sees the amused smile on Steve's face, and he gives a confused "What?" 
Steve shakes his head. "I don't mind if your friends hold her, Eddie. She's pretty used to being held, and they seemed to be careful with her."
"You don't mind if everyone holds her?" Eddie asks, trying to be subtle, and Steve, beautiful, smart Steve, just smiles wider. 
"You know, when I got my face beat in by Billy Hargrove last year, it's because he was being a racist asshole towards one of my kids. I wasn't gonna stand for it, so I put myself between him and Lucas. He broke a plate over my head for it." He settles the diaper bag higher on his shoulder and takes a step back. "Your friends seem nice, Eddie. Maybe you can introduce me next time?"
Steve seems to be making a habit of surprising him, and Eddie can't stop the smile that spreads across his face as he nods. "Sure thing, Stevie. Get home safe, yeah?" 
"Will do. Night, Eddie," he says before walking off, and Eddie is alone in the hall when he responds with a soft "Night, sweetheart."
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Pen Pal (Platonic)
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Y’all asked for Konig and y’all have received
This probably isn’t how people thought the initial meeting would go but I decided to shake it up a bit
Cause I like being silly goofy like that
I’m planning to soon do something with shadow company and have that lead into the main story of modern warfare 2 so be prepared
(Y’all can tell I’ve started watching Nana)
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high school is shit
That was something you remember clear as day. The reason as to why is much more complicated than the reaction
Perhaps is was due to the people, petty drama, bad teachers, the time or place but in general high school just generally wasn’t the best
You went their for basically nothing in the end since you enlisted as quick as you could
But if there was one thing high school did for you it was helping you find one good friend
It was during English class that your teach had the idea of giving everyone a slightly different school project
She got in contact with her brother (who if you remember correctly was in the military abroad) and had him help her set up a pen pal program
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Simply put, she gave everyone an assigned soldier to write to abroad
Fun right?
For others it was a chore but for you it was something that had changed your direction in life
The first letters were slightly awkward as expected. You were a young and dumb teen and this was someone who had likely killed men with his bear hands
But after a while you began to enjoy the days in which your reach would deliver mail to the class
He didn’t tell you his real name for safety reason but he did tell you his call sign “könig” German for “king”
He’s from Austria, enjoys mundane things like baking and reading
Particularly books like pride and prejudice and The hobbit which leads to you both giving each other recommendations
It feels nice writing to him, talking about your problems to a neutral source who gives you the best advice he can
Though he talks of the horrors he’s seen there’s a certain sense of pride in his words as he talks of being a protector
of people like you
At some point during those letters it became more than just talking to a stranger, you both had become friends despite never meeting
As the initial project comes to a close you keep sending him letters and he always responds back
At this point you began to open up about your life just as he does the same
König talks of his childhood. Being the lone child whom the others bullied, called a monster due to his highly
How it lead to his already bad social anxiety to become worse as their words cut him down from a mountain to a grain of sand
In turn you told him of your childhood, your fears and anxieties since you didn’t know what to do with your life
The constant pressure to succeed in a world that was against you since the start
The loneliness you felt on a constant basis despite the facade of a smile you out on
During this duration you didn’t tell him of your plan to enlist
You knew he’d be upset, be angry at the mere thought of putting your life on the line
With each letter you place little stickers and glitter inside as a fun surprise for him
At one point even getting a wax seal of a crown that you used gold and black wax on your letter from there on out
As the end of the year rears it’s ugly head into view, and as you prepare for graduation and prom you decided to add a new little surprise in one of your letters
Whatever König had expected it certainly was a little Polaroid of you smiling back at him
On the back of it addressed “to my Hero”
The letter is a thank you note, heartfelt and pure. He even sees small tear marks now dried up on the yellowed and soft paper
Old pressed flowers (Edelweiss specifically) packed into it just as his Oma did for her scrapbooks like he had mentioned months ago
He cries while reading it, your words forever ending up ingrained in his mind every time he went into the battlefield
It made him remember why his job was so important
To serve, and most importantly to protect people like you
He keeps one of those dried Edelweiss in his pocket for good luck and keeps that letter and Polaroid locked away safely
You continued to mail to him even after joining, you end up lying to him about getting a normal job and now just being busy
He mails them to your home address and you have your landlord mail it to you at base
Your lie continues on…until 141 teams up with the private military contractor “Kortac” for a mission
König never told you who he was working for so you initially didn’t think much of it
In fact you were kinda annoyed to be dragged by Ghost to a stuffy meeting room to meet these guys
Like why meet people in this stuffy room?, why not take them around base? Or literally anywhere else
Oh well, at least you get to spin around in the spiny office chairs
And then the group comes in
You stop spinning, eyes now looking over the men who are sitting down expect for the one in a sniper hood
He’s tall, like really tall, tall enough that he has to bend over to ever get through the frame of the doorway
Damn…you wish you had the height when Price would place your shit on the highest shelf. It would save you a lot of times you climbed stuff to reach it
He continues to stand there, staring at you making you feel a bit uncomfortable under his gaze
Ghost notices this and glances at your and then at him. He sends a glare but the guy doesn’t even notice
“Oi König!, you alright?” One of his teammates asked disrupting him from his thoughts
Now it’s your turn to be left staring, mouth agape as terror fills
Uh oh
As Price talks with the captain and chatter fills the room he’s still staring and Ghost notices how your still uncomfortable
You turn to him asking to leave the room as you glance back at König
He’s hesitant but trusts you so he nods, not before grabbing your wrist and adding “if he causes you any problems he’ll for me aight?”
You nod and leave the room
König following after and into the silent halls of the base
To say he’s angry is an understatement, he’s fucking pissed
Your lucky you took him far enough away from the room or else they’d hear him yelling in furious German
And it’s German so it makes him sound even more pissed off and scary than he already is
At some point he takes a step forward and tries to place a hand on your shoulder and you flinch back
He freezes, now seeing your teary eyes as you stare up at him. Their glassy almost like the eyes of old porcelain dolls he’d see in antique stores
He takes a step back, his mind now clearing up as he finally asks “why?”
“Why enlist?, do all of this?. You had a bright future ahead of you” he sounds defeated as he says this, hands shaking as he adds “was it because of me you joined?!, I never wanted that for you. You shouldn’t have to throw Aw-“
“König it was my choice so don’t you dare start blaming yourself for this. I never had a future in the first place, I had no fucking clue what to do with my life and this was the only thing that came to mind. I joined because I thought for once I could do something good with my life, to help others like you do”
He goes silent after that, your almost convinced for a moment that he’s a statue
And then he crumbles like a ancient monument meant to last
He hold you as if your made of glass, his friend who he was fighting for is now on the battlefield just like him
And like when you sent that letter thanking him he cries
You just hold him, now realizing you had a much tighter grip on his life than you had expected
You always thought that he probably saw you as annoying or just a fun little acquaintance but you realize you were much more than that
You were his friend, a true and honest to god friend
Safe to say after that König is basically hovering at your side kinda like how Ghost does on missions
Just a silent looming form as you giggle and watch TikTok’s, everyone else in the room wondering if you even notice him behind you
You do, and you even show him the ones you have on your saved
Ghost is concerned from how you went from being afraid to now having him trail you like a puppy
Even after you explain what happened he’s still giving König the side eye
Due to his social anxiety you help König out while around base, talking for him when the words choke up in his mouth and generally being there to give him the boost of confidence he needs when talking to others
Having social anxiety doesn’t mean the same thing as being shy so you go about helping make sure he isn’t overwhelmed by people and social situations
When he does feel like there’s too many people for him to handle you take him out the room and to a quiet place for him to breath
He’s a big gentle giant (with you at least)
Definitely thinks it’s funny when he picks you up by the back of your vest like a kitten, even more so when you kick and complain
Everyone does a double take when they see you literally climb him to reach the top shelf for something
Scary giant and small menace
When you find out he can’t be a sniper due to his height you take him out the the gun range and have him snipe for you
At some point he probably teaches you a few German phrases for fun, he finds it cute when you try out a word (pronounce it horribly) but look to his for approval
You now do the “no! Little German boy don’t-“ meme and he’s really confused cause he’s Austrian and not German
You steal one of his shirts for fun (he actually left it out for you to steal since he saw you eyeing it) and it completely drowns you
Like it’s going to your knees or passing it
Gaz and him actually get along pretty well after you introduce them to one another
One time Price, Soap and Ghost walked in on you and Gaz forming a circle around him and walked out
You fucking cackle when he angrily yells in German,
A good example of this so when he stubs his toe and scared the crap out of Price when it sounds like you and soap successfully summoned a demon after pulling out the Barbie ouija board he banned for a reason
He finds it really heartwarming you’ve kept all the letter he sent to you like he did with yours
Legit thinks your code name sums you up pretty well
Sometimes you stick those little stickers that have motivational messages onto him
He always smiles when he finds them
Ghost eventually comes around and the two train together
People make bets one which giant is gonna win, and you get a share of these bets cause everyone goes to you to ask and you say you’ll give it to them for a fee
His animal cross island is so aesthetically pleasing, like your not sure how long he’s spent on this but he’s spent on it but it’s really cute
You call him “Koni” and he calls you “ankle biter” in German but tells you it means something else
Probably threatens people in German if they came weird comments and when you ask hims about it he’s all “oh it was nothing, they just asked for directions” and then gives them a death stare
He’s surprisingly confident while on the field which is a complete contrast to his rather quiet and anxious manner outside of it
You make him watch anime with you, for the love of god don’t show him Nana cause he will sob so hard
Just stick to slice of life or fluffy range stuff unless you want him hugging you like a stuffed animal and crying into your shoulder for an hour
If he’s around when you have a nightmare he ends up kinda holding you and mumbling phrases in a mix of English and German
he eventually gets really bummed out and anxious that he and Kortac has to leave soon
He finds himself becoming more spacey as you ramble on about the day
You notice of course, knowing the reason why so you don’t bring it up in case of upsetting him
As time ticks by you spend days making memories with him and the team, he finds himself becoming closer with 141 than with the people he’s actually teammates with
On that last night before he leaves you spend it with him, Soap, Gaz, Ghost and Price bundled up in your room watching movies
He doesn’t fall asleep that night, you and Gaz are the only ones who do in the end
When he leaves that next morning you hug him goodbye and give him your phone number and address
“Now you can text me whenever and if you have time off you can drop by. I’ll still send letters for old times sake though”
He smiles beneath his hood, you can see from how his eyes crinkle ever so slightly
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The 2023 Yuri Guide - Light Novels
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Your ultimate guide to the best Yuri content with over 200 curated titles from every genre and medium.
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Bloom Into You: Regarding Saeki Sayaka
• School • Drama • Romance
Saeki Sayaka has always been an old soul—serious and reserved, preferring to focus on her studies rather than make friends. Until, that is, a romantic confession from another girl in middle school turns her carefully ordered world upside down. Though none of her classes have prepared her for this, Saeki must now come to terms with her sexuality in this gentle, coming-of-age novel about grappling with first love, growing up, and relating to other people.
~Written by Hitoma Iruma, Illustrated and Created by Nakatani Nio~ Licensed by Seven Seas Entertainment
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The Executioner and Her Way of Life
• Action • Fantasy • Isekai • Enemies to Lovers
When Menou, an Executioner of deadly interdimensional “Lost Ones,” encounters a Lost One named Akari who can cheat death, she sets out on a mission to kill the unkillable girl — but her newly stirring feelings might get in the way of her blade.
~Created by Mato Sato, Illustrated by nilitsu~ Licensed by Yen Press
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Girls Kingdom
• School • Romance • Comedy • Master/Servant
All Misaki wanted was a free education. Instead, she accidentally lands an exclusive contract with the most prestigious girl in school... to serve as her personal maid! Misaki soon discovers that Amanotsuka Academy for Girls is no ordinary school—her classes are all about how to be a maid, too! Students who impress the school’s elite young ladies with their domestic service skills might be lucky enough to become a “Seraph,” guaranteeing them a job with an upper-class household after they graduate.
~Created  by Nayo, Illustrated by Shio Sakura~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Girls’ Love of the Dead
• Horror • Mystery
When Mitsuki’s best friend suddenly dies, she decides to seek out the old abandoned building of their school, the Romero Private Academy for Girls. But when she meets her dear Rin again, there are quite a lot of reasons why the other girl doesn’t remember her…
~Created by Nanaoku Hoshii, Illustrated by Akiko Morishima~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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I’m in Love with the Villainess: She’s so Cheeky for a Commoner
• Isekai • School • Comedy • Action • Fantasy • Romance • Enemies to Lovers
Claire François has it all: beauty, brains, and the blood of nobility. As the daughter of a high-ranking noble, she takes her status and the according responsibilities with utmost seriousness—even as the king threatens to undermine his realm’s stability with his visions of “meritocracy.” Claire is nevertheless prepared to take this societal change in stride, until one of the new commoner students at her elite academy, Rae Taylor, turns her life upside down. Everything about Rae confounds Claire, from her behavior to her intellect to her bizarre fixation on Claire herself. Little does she realize just how much Rae will change her world, and how much she’ll change Rae in turn.
~Created  by Inori, Illustrated by Hanagata~ Licensed by Seven Seas Entertainment
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Last and First Idol
• Horror • Sci-Fi • Anthology
"Bye-bye, Earth! My idol activities here were so much fun!” A wannabe idol turned reality-shattering entity, existential isekai organisms, and a space opera about murderous voice actors… Award-winning author Gengen Kusano presenting an astounding collection of three harrowing existential widescreen yuri baroque proletariat hard sci-fi idol story has carved out a new legend in science fiction history! These high-concept stories are crammed full of horrific imagery and exceptionally detailed science that will leave your mind reeling.
~Created by Gengen Kusano~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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A Lily Blooms in Another World
• Isekai • Romance • Fantasy • Enemies to Lovers
Miyako Florence isn’t sad when her fiancé breaks off their engagement after two years. It’s all according to plan! Whisked into the world of her favorite otome game, Miyako frees herself from a dull noble to pursue her true soulmate: the game’s villainess Fuuka Hamilton. Proud Fuuka only has eyes for their mutual ex-fiancé! Miyako confesses her love to Fuuka and proposes that they run away together. Fuuka agrees on one condition: Miyako must make her say “I’m happy” in 14 days. With conniving nobles, strange diseases, and magical rituals pulling them apart, can Miyako win the villainess’s heart?
~Created by Ameko Kaeruda, Illustrated by Shio Sakura~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Lily Clairet
• School • Slice of Life • Weak Yuri
A young girl is arguing with a cherry tree. That's a new one for Lily, who's managed to reach the end of her first year at high school without too much weirdness. Unfortunately for her, it's not long after solving this odd mystery that her untroubled life begins to unravel. Discovering an abandoned room at the end of the music department corridor, she finds that aside from it being utterly run-down, it's also devoid of its sole occupant: Sonata Sonoda, the missing journalism club president.
~Created by Kaye Ng, Illustrated by Rumikuu~ Independently Published
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LOVELY! My Adorable Mamecchi
• School • Romance • Friends to Lovers
Everyone may have their eyes on the charming, prince-like Hikaru, but there's only one person Hikaru's got her eyes on - her darling childhood friend Mamecchi! But between Mamecchi's hot-and-cold personality and Hikaru's subconscious denials, this sure doesn't look like a recipe for success...when a certain repeat customer gets into Mamecchi's good graces, will Hikaru finally muster up the courage to confess to her first love?
~Kumako Nanbu, Hiromi Takashima~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady
• Fantasy • Romance • Comedy • Isekai
Despite her supposed ineptitude with regular magic, Princess Anisphia defies the aristocracy's expectations by developing "magicology," a unique magical theory based on memories from her past life. One day, she witnesses the brilliant noblewoman Euphyllia unjustly stripped of her title as the kingdom's next monarch. That's when Anisphia concocts a plan to help Euphyllia regain her good name-which somehow involves them living together and researching magic! Little do these two ladies know, however, that their chance encounter will alter not only their own futures, but those of the kingdom...and the entire world!
~Created by Piero Karasu, Illustrated by Yuri Kisaragi~ Licensed by Yen Press
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ROLL OVER AND DIE: I Will Fight for an Ordinary Life with My Love and Cursed Sword!
• Fantasy • Action • Horror • Master/Servant • Slow Burn
Flum Apricot was never meant to be a hero. Despite zero stats across the board and a power she can’t even use, she somehow finds herself included in a party of heroes. But Flum’s life hits rock bottom when the party’s renowned sage, Jean Inteige, decides that the useless girl is dead weight, and arranges to have her sold into slavery. Tossed to monsters to be feasted upon for her master’s entertainment, Flum makes the desperate choice to reach for a cursed weapon…and something new awakens within her. A grimdark tale about one woman’s blood-soaked quest to reclaim her life!
~Created by kiki, Illustrated by kinta~ Licensed by Seven Seas Entertainment
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Sasayaki no Kiss -Read my lips.-
• School • Romance • Drama
Haruka has always lived in a soundless world. But not in her dreams, where she can hear her own voice - and the voice of the only other person in the dream with her, a beautiful high school student wearing an adorable, unfamiliar school uniform. Haruka knows this is just a dream, but why does a part of her think it's more than that? Is this girl she finds falling asleep in the park really the literal girl of her dreams?
~Created by Kumako Nambu, Illustrated by Akiko Morishima~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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Seriously Seeking Sister! Ultimate Vampire Princess Just Wants Little Sister
• Comedy • Fantasy • Yuri Harem
Long ago, on the continent of Ephenia, there existed the feared tribe of vampires called “True Bloods,” whose great strength allowed them to reign supreme over all other tribes. However, a millennium has passed, and any trace of them has vanished off the face of the planet. That is, until the youngest and most talented royal daughter of the True Bloods awakens in the modern day.
~Created by Hiironoame, Illustrated by Siso~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Sexiled: My Sexist Party Leader Kicked Me Out, So I Teamed Up With a Mythical Sorceress!
• Fantasy • Comedy • Action
Tanya Artemiciov is a talented Mage-class adventurer who just got kicked out of her party by a sexist scumbag. So what's a girl to do? Go to the wasteland and blow stuff up of course! One small problem though: she inadvertently frees a mythical Sorceress named Laplace who was sealed away for the past 300 years… Surprise! Turns out this so-called "wicked" Sorceress is actually pretty cool. Laplace wants to start a party of her own, Tanya wants revenge, and the solution is obvious: team up. It's time to kick ass, kiss girls, and dismantle the patriarchy!
~Created by Ameko Kaeruda, Illustrated by Kazutomo Miya~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Side-By-Side Dreamers
• Sci-Fi • Supernatural • Action • Fated Lovers • Love at First Sight
Unbeknownst to the common citizens, a battle has been unfolding between the Suiju, beings that possess people's spirits in the land of sleep, and the Sleepwalkers, who have the power to move about freely in their dreams. Saya Hokage, a high school girl who is unable to sleep due to insomnia, encounters Hitsuji Konparu, a girl who can put anyone to sleep as a “lover” in a dream. When Hitsuji's senpai sees potential in Saya, she ends up joining them and their group of Sleepwalkers on their mission.
~Created by Iori Miyazawa~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Two Guns Under the Sheet
• Action • Drama • Enemies to Lovers • Shakaijin • Love at First Sight
All Aya wanted was a one-night stand that could take her mind off her lost love, but with Sakura, she may have finally gotten more than a one-night stand - she may have finally found "The One"! But before she rushes into imagining their future together, there's one uncomfortable question Aya has to face first - could it be possible that her beautiful new love is somehow related to the same organization she's bound by duty to destroy?
~Created by Kumako Nambu, Illustrated by Akiko Morishima~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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Yuri Tama: From Third Wheel to Trifecta 
• School • Romance • comedy
Yuna Momose and Rinka Aiba were made for each other, and their whole school knows it. Between Yuna's princess-like elegance and Rinka's prince-like charm, all their classmates see them as the ideal couple. Yotsuba Hazama is no exception to that, but she is exceptional in another way: she's somehow managed to become fast friends with both of them! Having the whole school's favorite ship as her two best friends isn't exactly easy, though. Not only does it make everyone treat Yotsuba like a particularly obnoxious third wheel, it makes her feel like one too! Or at least it does, until one day, Yuna asks her out. And then Rinka asks her out too! And Yotsuba, whose social anxiety never seems to kick in until after she's already messed something up...says yes to both of them, without sparing so much as a single thought for the consequences. Oops! Now Yotsuba only has one choice: keep her accidental two-timing under wraps and make both of her new girlfriends as happy as she possibly can!
~Created by toshizou, Illustrated by Kuro Shina~ Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Yuri Will Not Blossom at Work!
• Drama • Romance • Enemies to Lovers • Shakaijin
Just as Rikka thinks the matchmaking event she grudgingly signed up for can’t get any more dreadful, she runs into her colleague-slash-rival Yuri Kisugi. Using Rikka’s embarrassment as leverage, Yuri compels Rikka into helping her find the perfect candidate to marry. Rikka goes along with Yuri’s antics with the hopes it will lead her rival away while she climbs up the company ranks. But what happens when Rikka’s nurturing tendencies coincide with Yuri’s secret vulnerabilities?…
~Created by Mai Yanagawa, Illustrated by Ruri Hazuki~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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Yurizen! Salon -Shirayuri’s Comforting Food Therapy-
• Shakaijin • Romance • Slow Burn
Was it fate that led to Miiko meeting Doctor Shirayuri that one rainy day…or was it just her cramps? Pâtissier Miiko works through little pains like the rest of us, but when her ailments begin to affect her work, there’s got to be something she can do about it. Enter beautiful, mysterious herbal medicine doctor Shirayuri, who might be the solution to Miiko’s problems – in more ways than one!
~Created by Kumako Nambu, Illustrated by Miso Higashikawa~ Licensed by Manga Planet
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Unstoppable
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Couple: Mark x fem!reader Genre: fluff; a little bit suggestive; a little dramatic, but who doesn't want a little drama Sinopse: At the end of a horrible day, your boyfriend makes a surprise just for you. DISCLAIMER: This is my first fic, and I hope it will be the first of many more. And also English it's my second language so have mercy on me. Word count: 5,6 k; I recommend listening to https://spotify.link/QPWm3Rr44Db while you read it <3
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You had a bad day. No, sorry, a terrible day. 
First, you overslept. It wasn’t your fault your phone discharged over the night, because you connected the charger wrong. Your class started half an hour ago, but you were still in your apartment, trying to pull your pants up while brushing your teeth. When you got to campus, you were a sweating mess since you had to run to reach the bus. When you enter the classroom slamming the door accidentally, the teacher looked at you like you disrespect him in three languages, however he still continued. You sat down and opened your bag, then you realized you forgot your notebook at home, due to your late night studying and the reason for your oversleeping. That was the second thing that made your day into a nightmare, the final test. In a few minutes, you would have to face the test that would define your future as an engineer, further to top it all you forgot your notes at home. It didn't matter now, you just had to deal with it. You plug your phone under the desk, which for your luck every desk had a uni, and look at your missing messages. That is when you noticed the third thing that was making your day horrible. Your lock screen showed a happy blond boy playing the guitar, you smiled, having a nostalgic feeling in your chest. Mark lee, your boyfriend. You were barely together, since your different schedules and busy calendars. Besides, when you were together, you are so exhausted that you only watch movies on the couch and order takeout. It is not that you didn’t like it, it’s just that you missed having quality time with your boyfriend. You saw in your notifications three missed messages from Mark. 
“Good morning baby ❤️” “Good luck today I know you're gonna kill it” “I miss you ;c” 
You smile at the last messages, you feel comfort knowing that he missed you too. You respond. “Hey baby” “I miss you too bub, I just want to finish this test and see you”
You haven’t seen him in weeks. As you were focused on your career, Mark was focused on his. Now text messages were the only way of communicating. 
“I know princess, but I have rehearsal all day.” You let out a groan. One day they will kill him with so much work. 
“It’s okay baby, we can meet another time.” “Just be careful please.” “I don’t want you to pass out”
You responded, but you knew it was helpless. Even if the king himself from England order your boyfriend to stop overworking… he would probably apologize in a very polite matter and go against his order. You knew your golden boy wasn't unbreakable. Occasionally he would call you in the middle of the night just to hear your voice, and get the motivation that he needed. Despite that, he didn't complain a bit. Mark was the kind of person to torture himself, just to not let down the people that depend on him. Sadly, you were that kind of people. You needed to see his face, to hear his voice, you needed him.
“It’s like you don’t even know me baby” “I'm unstoppable”
He sends you a sticker of a bunny flexing his arms, and you laugh out loud. Your teacher sees you with a penetrating look and goes back to the board. Again, you look down over your phone, trying to respond.
“So you’re a superhero then?” “Or a super villain? Were you trying to steal my heart all this time?” “Is this your evil plan?”
 You replied, hoping it would make him laugh. You used to think that when he laughed, one of the most beautiful sounds in the world was produced. 
“A villain, never” “Actually, I am a superhero who is at your side in your time of need.” “I am Spider-Man 🕷️”
You smiled at the cuteness of your boy. You knew his obsession with Spider-man, actually on his birthday you made him a surprise party in his room and decorated it with that theme. He still considers it to be one of his favorite birthday parties. You didn’t have a chance to reply to him when another message came along. 
“I just wish I could use my power to come and see you. So then I could hug you, and give you a kiss.”
You feel the heat coming to your face as you blush. You replied instantly. 
“Just one?”
“Definitely more than one.” “And definitely not just in your lips” 
You let out a giggle, then drop your phone. Mark could be cheesy when he set his mind to it. Your attention to the class was gone long ago. 
“I'm losing focus Mark” “You’re gonna make me fail this class”
“Sorry baby” “But dude, seriously I really need you”“I miss our dates, not like watching movies and eat (which I love, don't get me wrong)” “But like real dates, you know? Like going out somewhere, or doing something else”
Your mode went down, owing to the text. You didn’t want him to feel like this. Some days you asked yourself if this is what torture fells like. 
“Me too baby, but we will see each other again, I know it.” “We just need more patience.” 
You were going to text him an “I love you”, when the fourth thing that made your day terrible happened. Your charger overloaded and stopped working, further your phone turned off seconds later. You put your head against the desk, feeling like a literal mess. The worst part is that when you looked up to see the clock, it was only 11:27 AM. 
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After nine hours on campus, you were ready to go. The day transcurred as you predicted, horrid. The test was practically written in another language you didn’t study every night, in addition, your post anxiety didn’t help you to calm down. The only good thing that happened that day was that one of your classmates lent you their charger. When your phone started working, you found missed calls and messages from your boyfriend worried thinking something happened to you. You explained fast, leaving him with some relief. He told you to let him know when you were out on campus and as you promised, you texted him letting him know you were outside. While you wait for the bus in the freezing and dark night, he called you. 
“Hey baby” 
“Why are they keeping you in campus at this hour?” He said worried. You let out a sigh, tired. Not from him, but from this disgusting day. 
“My insufferable teacher, who didn't let us go before he could end the whole lesson. You should have seen it babe. I thought that literal vapor would come out of his ears when we told him we were supposed to go” You replied laughing, trying to ease your mind. But your boyfriend was doing it for you. Just by hearing his voice, you felt your body more relaxed. But you didn't hear a laugh in return. So you started to worry. Little did you knew that your golden boy's mind was working like a machine. 
“Where are you?” He asks, knowing the answer since he knew you, and your routine like the palm of his hand. 
“I’m at the bus stop, why?”  You respond, looking around at the emptiness of the street. You wait for his answer, yet instead you receive a hung up sound. He cut the call. You thought it was some connection issue, but he didn’t answer your calls, nor your texts. 
“Baby, what happened? Are you okay”“Babe”“Mark, I’m serious, what is going on?”“Dude, answer your phone.”
It passed two minutes after your last text when a black car made a turn in the corner of the street, coming in your direction. Since the street was silent, you could hear the loud music coming from inside. You let it pass, you thought it was a random car like other ones. It was when the car stopped in front of you and the window rolled down, when you realized it wasn’t random. Your vision showed your boyfriend seated in the backseat with a microphone in his hand. You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow, trying to act pissed since he didn’t answer your phone. Still inside of you, you were jumping out of happiness because he was there in front of you.
“Your hero to the rescue.” 
He said with the mic. You couldn't contain your smile, you wanted to hug him, however you didn't even have to take a step. He jumped out of the car and tucked you in, with his arms around your waist, resting his head in the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around his, feeling the tears coming to your eyes. You could feel his warmth and cologne, just the way you remembered. He took a step back and took your face gently. He looked at you with so much worship and caring, that you felt your heart melting in the process.
“My beautiful girl” He whispered before he kissed you with all his being. Desperate, but not rough. Full of love and adoration. You respond, enclosing your fingers in his hair. Everything in the world didn’t matter. What happened during the day was forgotten. He was finally there, kissing your lips, pulling you close, needed for your touch like you needed his. It was until the car honked as you returned to reality. Mark broke the kiss and nodded at the driver. He rush to take your hand and pulled you into the car. 
“Let's go, I have a whole date planned just for you.” You smile confused, stepping into the car and closing the door. 
“Baby, nothing is going to be open at this hour on a Monday.” You say, before noticing the things in the car. 
“Who said we were going somewhere?” You didn't know how, but there were disco lights illuminating the inside of the car. Also, your favorite snacks were in the middle seat. The driver who started moving the car couldn't be seen because of the wall separating the front and back of the car.
“Mark, what is this?” He just gives you the other mic and another kiss on your lips as you were distracted. His hand was in the nape of your neck, with his fingers wrapping your hair gently. Your breathing became heavier, pulling him close, grabbing the collar of his sweatshirt. He breaks the kiss and rest on your forehead. Smiling he responds.
“We are going to have a karaoke date. I need to practice my voice, you need to release stress. It's the perfect match.” He turns on the mic and takes out his phone to show you a playlist. You let out a gasp as your heart wrinkles. The playlist name was “For my Angel”, and it was full of your favorite songs. Even your favorite versions. “What do you say?” He asks with his mic, leaving a funny eco behind. You smile and turn on yours. 
“I say let's do this” You claim as you pressed play and a song of Olivia Rodrigo started to sound in the speakers. “Oh my god, babe, you know me so well” Shouting of excitement, you start to sing into the mic. Mark laughs and joins you, since one month ago when the album dropped, you made him learn the lyrics. You laugh, not believing this was happening. One moment ago, you thought you would declare this day to be the worst day of your life. However, the boy next to you, trying to sing in falsetto, made a 180-degree turn of it. 
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Both of you didn't care about what you sounded like, you were just goofing around and singing like your souls were ripping apart. After thirty minutes of singing, rapping and dancing, you’re tired and ask Mark to sing a solo. Since he loved karaoke, and you, he agreed gladly. Even when his throat started to feel dry. That was one of the things you loved about Mark. He always put his soul into things. It didn’t matter what it was or how, he always put his 100%. You smile at him trying to hit a high note of one of Justin Bieber songs, and let out a laugh in the process. You take his hand and caress it with your thumb, he looks at you surprised and stops singing. “What's wrong?”
“I love you” You whispered, hypnotized in his eyes. He smiles and leans over, holding your chin, gently giving you a kiss. It was slow and gentle, his lips were soft against yours, and they were moving with synchrony. Like he knew you in and out, what you needed, indeed. He broke the kiss, leaving a centimeter between you two, while he takes a lock of your hair and puts it behind your ear.
“I love you too” He replied also in a whisper looking at your face carefully, like he wanted to remember every single freckle or other aspect of your face. As he hasn't done it already. He first looks at your lips, the temptation incarnate. Nothing was as distracting and beautiful as your lips, simply he loved that. Then he looks up to your cheeks and nose. He loved to kiss them, to him, they were the cutest thing on your face. Then finally, he looks at your eyes. His favorite thing on planet earth. He claimed that they were as beautiful and unique as the sky. He always told you those things, many times before. Still, he repeated them, to make sure you remember how beautiful you are. You let out a nervous laugh because of his piercing look and lean your head, confused.  
“What?” He shakes his head as if it’s something stupid. “Just… I missed you so much.” He says as leans over to give you a kiss on the forehead. “So much” 
You feel his warm breathing in your left cheek as he goes down to kiss it. Then he does the same with your other cheek, before making a final move, laying a kiss on the top of your nose. He was taking his time filling your face with love and affection, like it was the last thing he was able to do. “I swear, I just can’t get enough of you” He says in the corner of your lips to place another kiss. You smile and try to look away from the embarrassment. His hands went again to your chin to make you look at him. You look at his lips, feeling in the inside of your body the tension you two missed over the last days. His gaze of pure affection makes you feel warm in your chest and butterflies in your lower stomach. He stays inches away from your lips, waiting for your approval, but clearly to you, he didn’t need it. You bend closer to him, eliminating the space between you two, pressing your lips together. Your hand was on his cheek, passing your fingers against his hair, while the other one was on his chest. Mark grabs your waist with a firm grip, approaching you to him. The kiss was desperate, full of passion, nothing like the past ones. “Come here” He whispers raspy, breaking the kiss to take air as he pushes you to his lap. Chills come down your spine when you listen to his tone. You put your legs around his body, your hands in the back of his neck. This time, he starts the kiss by grabbing your hair with one hand and the other one still holding your waist. He was moving his lips slowly but with a hungry matter, helpless by your body on top of him. Your body feels hotter by every move of your boyfriend, full of emotions forgotten through your days apart. As a reaction to all of this, you left out a whimper against his lips, leaving him enough space for him to enter his tongue to your mouth. You move your waist a little to feel him more, instantly, Mark groans in your mouth as a reaction. “Don’t tease me baby, please” He whispers, lowering his mouth to get to your neck. He presses his lips against your soft and now hot skin with a wet kiss, biting a little to taunt you. You bite your lower lip trying to stay quiet, he knew your weak point. “Now who is teasing?” You say mocking him. He laughs, leaving a warm sight that gives you chills. Then goes back to your lips fervently, his hands moving past your body without any shame. Yours were in his neck, trying to pull him closer with the nonexistent distance you had. When his hands were going under your shirt, you heard a knock in the wall that separated the two parts of the car. You stop instantly, looking at Mark with panic in your eyes. Reality hits you like cold water, you weren’t alone. Obviously, you forgot that. 
“What?” Your boyfriend asked, pissed because your moment was interrupted. “Mister Lee, you have five minutes. Then we have to go back to the company.” Mark cusses underneath his breath and closes his eyes. Now you understand why he was acting like he didn’t have enough time. He actually didn’t have it. “Okay, just… just keep driving, please.” He says, in conflict with himself, grabbing his temple. The car moved with the same speed as before. “I’m sorry I didn't tell you.” He says without looking at you with embarrassment. “They just gave me an hour recess, the members stayed at the company but I just… I just really wanted to see you” You were pissed, but not at him. You were mad at the universe, for tearing both apart. For the unfair situation. But you were not going to spend the last five minutes with your boyfriend for god knows how long, making a fuss. So you grab his chin to make him look at you. His gaze was angry, as also sad. The same feelings you had. You lean your forehead against his and close your eyes, sensing his skin with all your faculties. “It's okay. It doesn’t matter now.” His breathing got heavier as he shook his head. You also knew him like the palm of your hand. You knew his anxiety of the future was caving in. His mind having all the questions both of you didn’t have an answer. “Hey, focus on me.” You say, leaning a hand in his chest, the other one still in his head. You breathe calmly, trying for him to follow you. It’s difficult, but he does it with time. Then you start talking.
 “I love you. Nothing matters. That’s the only thing you need to think about now. Okay?” He doesn’t do anything, still with his eyes closed trying to keep his breath under control, you fear he is going to have a panic attack. After a while, he nods. You smile and give him a quick kiss. “You’re unstoppable.” He smiles remembering his text and opens his eyes, finally looking at you. “We are” he states, looking at you directly, with a gaze you think is full of starlight. You feel tears in your throat, but you swallow them. You don’t want to cry now. “That’s my golden boy” You gave him another kiss, this time longer but sweet. He stays still for a second, then wraps his arms around your body in a hug, breathing hard for the strong emotions inside him. If he had the power, he would steal you right now, and hide you where no one or nothing could stop him from loving you, over and over. You separate and rest on his forehead. He caressed your nose with his, then lefts a giggle out of his mouth. 
“How about one more song?” You say, grabbing his phone to look for one specific thing. He leans his head confused and tries to take a look, but you move away from his gaze. “C’mon, babe, let me see.” He says sulky, you laugh and shake your head. “You’ll see. Just wait a mo - oh, there it is.” You press play and the intro of Locked out of heaven from Bruno Mars starts to play. Mark leans his head back and screams. “Yo! Babe, that's my song!” You smile and start to get out of his lap, however, he pulls you back, holding your waist. “Where are you going? Sing with me.” He grabs the mic and starts to sing the first line, before leaning the mic to you to sing the second. You follow his dynamic with a goofy smile and start to sing, moving your head. When the song hits the chorus, the two of you sing in the same mic, enjoying yourselves totally. Screaming the lyrics to each other because you felt like you were locked out of heaven because of each other. As your love felt wrong and incorrect, clearly the world practically was keeping you apart, it felt so good. Like two angels intertwined on a mission to find and love one another. The bridge was coming along and Mark made a howling sound to the ceiling, you laughed and followed him, feeling more alive than ever. “Are you ready baby?” He asks, moving his head to the rhythm. You nod, smiling at him, watching how his excitement was filling his body. “Okay, let’s go!” He shouts before singing the bridge with you. You feel like all the happiness in the world was headed your way. Closing your eyes, singing your heart out with the man you loved. You look at him just when you both sang, “Can I just stay here?! Spend the rest of my days here?!” You observed how the veins of his neck were pumping out since he sang so loudly. His eyes closed, shrinking, trying to hit the right note. You smile, watching your boyfriend be happy before he goes. He then looks at you and locks his gaze with yours, holding your hand tight while the other still held the mic. Basically, the only thing that was separating your lips. Then he presses his forehead against yours to feel closer to you. “Can I just stay here?! Spend the rest of my days here?! Cause you make me feel like, I’ve looked out of heaven” You both sing to the mic, smiling and actually begging to god or whatever is up there, to let you stay with each other. You feel the tears coming to your eyes because this moment was about to end. You could barely sing anymore, so you stop and put your hand against your face. Mark drops the mic, letting the last part of the song go, to hold the back of your head and let you rest in his shoulder. You let yourself go and cry without any shame. Your boyfriend feels the tears coming as well, however he didn’t drop any of them. His concentration was fully into you. He kept stroking your hair and kissing your cheek repeatedly. With your fingers, you start to hold strongly to his sleeves. Believing, he wouldn't go away for that, unfortunately you and him didn't control that. 
The car stopped, and you started shaking your head, knowing what's coming next. “Baby” Marks whispers in your ear, fondling the back of your head with one hand and the other one on your waist. “Just one second” You instantly responded, holding him close without looking at him. You thought that if you did, your heart would break more than it already is. “Baby please, I need to-” “Just, just give a moment” Another knock from the wall came. “Mister Lee, we’re outside the company. You need to get out of the car” Mark was really trying to hold himself together at this point. “Give me one minute, please” He says with his jaw clenched, trying not to break something. “Y/n, please look at me. I’m not gonna forgive myself if you don't” He begs you, raising his hand to your cheek to separate you from his shoulder. You do, but you still look down sobbing, while looking at his chest. The heart of your boyfriend was broken by seeing you like this. He pressed his cheeks against yours, attempting to form a connection with you. He needed you to look at him, one last time. “Please y/n. Look at me” By his implore, you raise your gaze and meet his dark eyes. You instantly broke and Mark does it with you. “When you’ll be back?” You ask, wiping his tears away. He does the same with you, his lips forming a line. “I don't know. I have to stay at the dorm for the promotion, and then they want to do another comeback with dream.” You cursed and look at the ceiling, trying to stop your crying. “Hey, hey, no, no. We won't say goodbye like this.” He says, holding your head with his hands on your cheeks, making you look down. You close your eyes and cup his hand. “I don't want to say goodbye.” You whisper, finally opening your eyes. The man in front of you was tired. Of his schedule, his tireless work, and most importantly tired of being apart from you. A strong kiss closed the distance between both, and his breathing left strong through his nose. The kiss felt wet and salty because of your tears. Your hands were on the side of his head, pushing him to you. Mark deepened the kiss and you followed him gladly.  Both of you didn't want to separate, but sadly, breathing was necessary for you. When you broke the kiss, Mark says in your lips after. “Sorry, I said it wrong.” You look at him confused, as a response he gives you a quick kiss before saying. “It's a see you soon”.
The tears were appearing again, but he focused on kissing you. His hands were hugging your back, pulling you closer together. Your lips were in synchrony, however, they were interrupted by a knock on the window. “Dude, I say a minute please” Marks says against your lips trying to continue, suddenly the door open and shown your boyfriend's teammate, Johnny. “Hey y/n.” He says flirty, leaning his body to the door of the car. You feel the blood rising to your checks, and try to hide it in the neck of your boyfriend. “Hi” you say, still there. “Johnny, what are you doing here?” Mark ask, putting his hand in your hair to caress it. A laugh comes from the best friend of your boyfriend. “Taeyong is calling us to the practice room.” You also hear a pause, like he's taking it time to say what's next. “Sorry man, but we have to go. Now” You know he means it. Johnny was one of the first to support your relationship. He wanted to see Mark happy, same as you. So you thank him silently when he closed the door after he said. “You have 30 seconds to do whatever you please. But dude, I'm serious, 30 seconds.” Mark nods and sighs. You feel Jonny walking away a little, to give you space, and Mark started talking. “We don't have much time.” “I know” You answer, leaving his lap for good. He lets out a groan of disapproval, but you better step off now. You both stay quiet for a few seconds, just looking at each other, feeling each other hands. It was you who started the conversation. “What I told you before, it wasn't a lie” He settles to the side to see you better. “I know, but I can’t stop thinking about the damage that this is causing.” You get close and took his face. “Better to be like this together, than being apart” He analyzed you, trying to see any regret on your face, nevertheless, he didn’t find anything. “Unstoppable, remember?” You state, smiling, Mark gives you a little laugh and nod with his head. He leans closer to your face and kiss you gently, pulling a piece of your hair behind your ear. After you separate, you rest in his shoulder, with Mark leaving kisses in your forehead. “I love you” he whispers, caressing your arm with his fingertips, giving you chills in the process. “I love you too” you respond, giving him a kiss in the shoulder. He holds you close by wrapping his arms around you and placing his head on top of yours. You stay like that for a while.
After a few seconds, you hear a knock on the window. “Dude, I can’t extend this any longer.” Mark sighs and separates from you. Jonny leans against the car to wait for him. “See you soon?” Mark says, putting his hand against your check. “Yeah” you whisper before kissing him. The door opens and Johnny pulls Mark by the sleeve outside the car. “Let's go Romeo” He says, pushing him to the doors of the company. He almost trips by his best friend strength, but manage to stay on his feet. He turns and waves at you, walking backwards before entering the company. Your heart breaks by every step he took, and you let the tears that remain in your system fall in your face. “I had to take him out, if I didn't, he would probably run away with you.” Johnny states gently. You sniff and nod. “We don’t want that” You say looking at him, the expression he gave you was comprehensive. He shakes his head softly. “No, we don’t” What's best for Mark, apart from knowing him, that was the reason Johnny and you were friends. “The car is gonna drop you at home, so just try to relax. Okay?” He tells you, placing his arm against the door frame. You nod and try to wipe your tears and smile. “Take care of him for me, would you?” He laughs and nods. “It won’t be long, you know? It’s just because you love each other so much, that you think it is going to be an eternity before you see each other.” You giggle and sigh, resting your back on the seat. You suddenly felt tired. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” You respond, closing your eyes in the process. Johnny reads your body and leaves a small smile. “Have a safe travel, y/n” He says before closing the door. Yet before he closed the door you say “Thank you, Johnny, for everything.” You didn't see him, but he smiles at you with carrying and closes the door. After you hear two knocks on the roof of the car, this started moving. Your body felt palled after all those emotions, and you started to get sleepy. Before your whole system could go to the lands of dreams, you remember the words of Johnny. With a smile on your face, you start to feel hope. Believing truly that it won't be long before you see your golden boy again.
3 weeks later. 
Your legs were heavier than ever trying to climb the stairs of your building. Since you were on vacation, you decided to have a job full time in the cafeteria a few blocks away. Obviously now, you were regretting your decision. But hey, at least the money is always good. When you reach your floor, you feel relieve. At least, it was Friday. So you would have the whole weekend to relax. Sadly, you would have to do that alone. Mark was still busy with his calendar, however, he called every night to check on you. So you didn’t felt so sad about his absence.  When you get to your door, you open your bag pack to find your keys. The panic started to rise when you didn't find them there. You also opened the front pocket but again nothing. You curse and kick the door, angry. Now you had to look for the locksmith downstairs, which meant you had to experience the pain of your legs all over again. Just because you forgot your keys inside, when you left the apartment in the morning. When you started to walk away, preparing yourself for torture, you feel the door open. You turn scared believing it was a ghost, however the surprise came in when you see your boyfriend, leaning in the door frame holding your keys with his finger. “Your hero to the rescue, again.” He says with the raspy voice you missed. You gasp, covering your mouth in surprise. Your brain couldn’t load the information that was happening. “Dude, you're kidding” You say, still with your hand on your mouth. He smiles at how cute your reaction is. “I'm not.” In a quick movement, he takes your arm to pull you to him and give you a passionate kiss. His lips moving, with hunger and desire. Your tiredness and lack of motivation stop from existing. Your backpack drops from your shoulder but Mark grabs it quickly with one hand. The other one was reaching down your lower back, pulling you closer to feel him more. He breaks the kiss to go lower to your neck. You bit your lip to not let any embarrassed sound come out, since you were still in the hallway. “Inside now” You whisper with need in his ear. He grins against your neck and pulls you to the apartment to not waste any more time to love you. 
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𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 (𝐄.𝐌.)
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summary: after everything you did last week, eddie was convinced that you learned your lesson. but, you still refuse to say any bad words. he thinks you're in need of a refresher. [5.8k words]
warnings: smut [18+ minors dni or i will take ur phone],oral (f receiving), hand job, dirty talk, teasing, penetrative sex, cum eating, dom!reader if you squint really hard
pairing: eddie munson x female!best friend!reader
a/n: oh. my gosh. after almost 30 days of not posting because tumblr sh*dowbanned me, I have returned with a second part to say it! i'm super excited to be back and thank you for all the love and support on the first part! also!! read more glitches out my fics! i’ll try and fix what i see but if i miss something, i apologize in advance!
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“Stop!” Dustin yelled abruptly, ceasing the frantic bickering.
“Eddie,” He ran a stressful finger through his curls then looked at the Dungeon Master sitting on his throne, “Can we please have a break?”
“We’re getting absolutely demolished here,” Gareth added, causing the rest of the Hellfire members to nod in agreement.
“Fine,” Eddie caved.
“Your asses better be back in these seats in 15 minutes because Rogue Leonardo waits for nobody.” He leaned forward with emphasis.
With that, the younger members of Hellfire fled the drama room. You could see streaks of lightning following Erica, Lucas, Mike, and Dustin as they dashed straight for the vending machines.
Things were absolutely chaotic.
Erica and Lucas had tried biting each other’s heads off at least 3 times. Jeff had shaved the eraser on his pencil down to the wood because he was so stressed out.
You could’ve sworn locks of Gareth’s hair littered the floor because he’d been pulling at it for hours.
It was safe to say that this is a really tough campaign.
“Eddie, what the hell were you thinking? Half of our Mages will be dead by the time we’re finished today!” Jeff chastised, staring with wide eyes.
“Are you questioning my creative decisions as Dungeon Master?” Eddie asked, clearly challenging his friend.
Oh, he’s definitely in a mood. You thought, observing the impending situation.
It was like watching a car wreck, listening to Jeff try (and fail) at recovering.
He choked out a response, “N-No! It’s just-” 
The kids came bustling into the room, distracting everyone from the brewing argument, "Hey." Lucas greeted, before opening a packet of Kit Kats.
Each person held a different snack from the various vending machines scattered throughout the school. Someone must have swiped the keys to open the machines because there is no way in hell they returned so fast with that many treats.
Lucas held chocolate, Erica and Mike had chips, and Dustin cradled various drinks.
You perked up at the sight of M&M's in Lucas' left hand, “Lucas, can I have the M&M’s?” You asked politely from your seat next to Eddie.
“Sure,” He replied from halfway across the room.
It’s safe to assume that your hand-eye coordination was not up to par. Any sport or physical activity elicited flashbacks to gym class.
During freshman year, you and Eddie spent most of the period running away from the athletic students trying to get both of you to participate.
So, when Lucas hurdled the packet of M&M’s straight towards your face, you weren’t prepared.
The king-sized bag of chocolate came speeding toward you at 300 miles per hour.
Looking up from your notebook that had all of the strategies of this semester’s campaign, you felt the impact on your left eye.
“Motherlover! Lucas?” You start, bringing a hand to your face, “Why on earth would you throw it!?”
“I didn't think you were going to get up!” He exclaimed, “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
Everyone else in the room found the interaction to be quite funny.
To you, it happened in slow motion. But to them, they saw everything unfold and it was hilarious.
You glanced around with the only eye in use, frustrated that they found humor in your demise.
Then again, it’s not like you hadn’t laughed when Dustin fell face-first off his chair rejoicing one of Erica’s crit hits.
Your eyes– Well, eye landed on Eddie and your frustration morphed into confusion.
You expected him to be the main one cackling, but he wasn't. In fact, not an inch of humor clouded his face. Eddie looked slightly pissed.
This was the same look that always kidnapped his typically upbeat and smiling face whenever one of the members of Hellfire (usually Erica) outsmarted one of his traps.
It consisted of dead eyes, inclined eyebrows, and the slight upturn of his lip.
Realization hit you like a semi-truck on the freeway. 
You said the one word Eddie tried so hard to permanently remove from your vocabulary. Motherlover.
Nervousness overtook your body and you needed to leave the room to catch your breath, if only for a few seconds. Being under Eddie’s intense stare always seemed to stir something in you.
“Eddie,” You gulped, “How many more minutes of intermission do we have left?” It was a risky move talking to him. 
“10 minutes until we reconvene.” He replied, casually.
Too casually.
Still clutching your left eye, you rose from your seat before heading towards the door.
“Y/N, come on. We could be discussing strategies right now. Is this really necessary?” Mike said, dropping the bag of Doritos from his hand.
“Maybe if Lucas wasn’t such an NBA star, my eye wouldn’t be pulsing out of its socket!” You countered.
You peered at Lucas and saw him being swallowed by his seat, refusing to make eye contact with anyone else in the room. He clearly felt bad.
You made a mental note to assure him that you were fine.
But that was later. Right now, the only task at hand was fleeing this all-of-a-sudden claustrophobic room.
After clearing the doorway, you wasted no time finding the nearest bathroom outside of the corridor.
Glancing in the mirror, you examined your left eye. Other than a bit of throbbing and a run-of-the-mill case of embarrassment, everything seemed to be fine. 
If you disregarded the fact that your heart was nearly about to beat out of your chest.
Despite everything that happened with you and Eddie a week ago, things went right back to normal. Neither of you had mentioned the sinful activities that took place in his trailer.
From the look on his face back in the drama room, you could tell he was thinking about it. Thinking about-
A voice pierced through the silence, tearing you from your thoughts, "You okay over there, Princess?"
Eddie Munson was standing in the threshold of the women's bathroom. He had shed his signature leather + denim jacket combo and was leaning against the door, looking as calm as ever.
"Christ," You clutched your chest, visibly startled by his abrupt appearance, "Eddie, you can't be in here."
"One," Eddie held up his pointer finger that brandished his infamous skull ring, "It's a Friday night. Pretty sure no one else is here."
You couldn't tear your eyes away from his fingers, instantly recalling how they were plunged inside of you only a week ago.
Why must he talk with his hands?
"Two," He continued, "When have you ever known me to follow the rules?" Eddie took a few steps forward, officially entering the bathroom.
"And three: I'm just checking on my best friend." He finished, sounding so innocent (if that was even possible).
"I just needed a second." You explained, shrugging.
Eddie didn't respond. Instead, he came up to you and ran his eyes up and down your face, checking for any signs of bruising.
"If the basketball team was as good on the court as Lucas is with M&M's, they'd win more games.” Eddie joked.
You chuckled in response, "Most definitely."
A comfortable silence clouded the seconds that passed since the last time either of you spoke.
"We should get back."
You began to move around Eddie but in one swift motion, he grabbed you by the belt loop of your jeans and pulled you into him. His hands rested gently on your hips.
"Now that we're here," Eddie slipped something into your hand, "I guess I can return these."
Gazing down at your palm, staring back at you were the panties that Eddie had so kindly pocketed (stolen).
You snapped your fingers shut around them.
"Seriously, Sweetheart?"
A smirk adorned his face, "Again with the motherlover?"
Eddie's voice dropped an octave when he whispered, "Did you not learn your lesson?"
Cool. Calm. Collected. I can stay cool, calm, and collected. You repeated it like a mantra, forcing yourself to believe it.
"No. It's just... the word has been in my vocabulary ever since Freshman year. It's gonna take a little bit for it to filter out."
Miraculously, you didn't stutter or falter once.
Regardless, Eddie was able to see right through the act and tutted, "Y/N.... always so stubborn. I’ve cracked you before, I can do it again."
Feeling his breath ghost your neck had every bone & nerve inside of your body screaming to let him take you right here in this bathroom that probably hasn’t been cleaned in who knows how long.
Before either of you could act on those impulses, a voice cut through the tension, "Eddie?! Is Y/N okay?"
Lucas.
Curse that boy for being such a gentleman. His timing couldn't have been worse.
"Just peachy," Eddie responded to the freshman, a grin on his face as he deciphered the look in your eyes that was clearly longing for him.
"C'mon," He began to back away, "Our fifteen minutes are almost up."
And with that, he walked out of the grimy bathroom. You watched as his hair bounced with each step he took.
If it was hell to pretend like you didn't have any sort of feelings for him before... Imagine what it was going to be like this time.
˚ · •. ° .
"Okay!" You restacked the notecards on your desk, "I think we're finally ready to ace O'Donnell's test tomorrow. What do you think?"
Eddie was currently sprawled out on your bed alongside countless textbooks, notecards, and loose pieces of paper.
He rubbed his temple, "I think not even the promise of a new miniature could get me to think straight right now."
Eddie was tired and groggy.
He arrived at your house early this Sunday morning anticipating a pretty chill study session. Instead, he was hit with the "Intense Y/L/N Study Regimen" and was forced to memorize countless words and phrases. He had arrived when the sun was just barely peeking through the clouds and now, it was pitch black outside.
Everything seemed fine and dandy between the two of you. It'd been 2 days since the interaction in the women's bathroom during Hellfire. 2 days was more than enough time to allow things to settle. Right?
You sighed, "My hands are numb."
Even though studying until the color drained from Eddie's face was your idea, it still took a toll on you. Towards the end of the session, you began stuttering over your words as you read off terms for a comatose Eddie to memorize.
After standing up and stretching, you headed towards your bedroom door, "I think I'm going to get some water. Do you want-"
"I can't stop thinking about you, Y/N."
His words stopped you dead in your tracks.
One thing you learned about Eddie over the years is how he acted when he was tired. Depending on the day, he could be extremely clingy: always having a hand on your arm or around your shoulder. Sometimes, he'd rub his eyes furiously and you'd be forced to pry his palms away from his face.
But no matter what, the ability to control what left his mouth was nowhere in sight. He said any and every thought that came to mind when he was tired.
And today? Eddie was exhausted.
You wanted to tell him to stop before he admitted something he'd regret but, you just couldn't get yourself to say the words.
"I mean, I can't stop thinking about what we did." He propped himself into a seated position.
We can be mature. We can talk about this. You thought. After all, what's the point of being so-called "best friends" if you can't communicate?
"Eddie-" You started but he began to speak over you. He was making a habit out of interrupting you mid-sentence and it was starting to get annoying.
"I'm still not convinced that you've learned your lesson."
The last time he said that his breath was tickling your neck, and his voice was barely above a whisper.
You forced yourself to roll your eyes, and faked a tone of betrayal, "Of course, I learned my lesson!"
Eddie shook his head feverishly, his hair flying every which way, "See, that's where you're wrong."
He rose from your bed and began striding over towards where you stood. You could hear the siren labeled, 'Eddie Is About To Do Something' go off inside your head.
It was the way he carried himself that gave it away. The barely visible smirk on his face, the way he spoke, the words he chose... everything.
He continued, "I know you think I hardly listen to you, Y/N but, I heard you on Friday."
His fingers danced up the side of your arm, "Your signature catchphrase made an appearance.”
"Were my fingers not enough?"
There he goes again, saying things that made a wet spot form in your underwear. Everything about Eddie had your knees weak and nerves screaming.
You sucked in a breath, trying very hard not to let your confident stance fumble, "I just... need more time for things to stick."
As of recently, he just loved to see you flustered. Stumbling over your words, avoiding eye contact— that sort of thing. Eddie found his opening.
"So what I'm hearing is, you need a little refresher?"
Ding. Ding. Ding. He hit the jackpot. He saw the way the muscles in your jaw contracted, telling him everything he needed to know. You were turned on.
"C'mon, you're not thinking straight, Eds. Let me grab you some cold water from the fridge and you'll start to wake up a bit, 'kay?" You countered.
"I think getting to taste your pussy would wake me right up. What do you think?"
His brown eyes stared deep into yours. Their doe-like appearance made him look so innocent. If only people knew what sinful thoughts churned behind them half of the time.
Immediately, your attempt at being unphased crumbled, "Are you serious?"
"As a heart attack." He deadpanned.
Eddie then closed the gap between the two of you and planted a soft kiss on your lips. You melted into it, signaling that you had stopped fighting what was bound to happen.
"O-okay." You conceded, "But my parents will be home soon."
Eddie shrugged, "That's okay, Princess. All I need is a few minutes."
This time, Eddie kissed your neck and began slowly backing you up against your bedroom door as he found a spot to focus on behind your ear.
Instinctively, your hands found Eddie's strong back. You pulled on the fabric of his Iron Maiden t-shirt as you craned your neck to the side.
Eddie gave a few more quick pecks before sliding down onto his knees.
God. I’m about to pass out. You wanted to scream. Instead, a breathy moan escaped your lips, "Eddie,"
He spoke, gazing up at you, "I'm gonna take such good care of you, darling."
Eddie unzipped your jeans while you braced yourself against the door of your bedroom. You clutched the handle for extra support.
Once your jeans were fully unbuttoned, Eddie began to slowly rub your clit through your underwear.
It was slightly embarrassing at how wet you are considering he's barely even touched you.
He continued to draw slow and steady circles on your clit before speaking, "You like that, Princess?"
"Mhm," You nodded frantically.
You were so swept up in the euphoria that you almost didn't hear the familiar sound of your garage door open. If there was ever a time to swear, right now offered the perfect opportunity.
All the air was sucked out of the room in an instant. Your eyes snapped shut with annoyance as Eddie stopped teasing your clit and gazed up at you.
He saw you fighting the urge to pound your head against your door in frustration.
You really didn't want this to end.
“They’re home.” Deliberating silently for a moment, you continued, "We can be quiet." 
Eddie's hand began to move inside of your jeans. You smiled solemnly, happy that he obliged you.
It wasn't until you felt your zipper being tugged upward that you opened your eyes. Eddie had risen from his knees and was standing in front of you, fixing your pants.
"I think you've got it backward, Sweetheart," He started, "I want you screaming."
"Can't do that when your parents are home, now can we?"
You watched, mouth agape as Eddie slowly retrieved the hefty rings that were shoved inside of his pocket and put them back on.
"Excuse me," He gestured to the door, "I should go say hi."
Regardless of how separated your mind was from your body, you still moved a few steps to the left to allow Eddie to leave the room.
He flashed you an arrogant smile before rounding a corner to head down the stairs. You heard his heavy boots come in contact with each step before reaching the bottom of the staircase.
"Oh, Eddie! I’m glad we caught you before you left." You could make out every word your mother said, even from all the way upstairs.
"Y/N!" Your father called, "Come down here and help us with these groceries, please!" His booming voice tore you from your trance.
As much as you wanted to be furious with Eddie, he was right. Sounds had the tendency to carry inside of your house. And if he was planning on doing half of the things he did last week, there's no way you would've been able to keep quiet.
That would've been baaaaaaad.
Trotting down the stairs, you entered the kitchen to see Eddie carrying the heaviest grocery bag. His face was scrunched in hopes of not letting it show that he was struggling, wanting to impress your Dad.
You smiled at the sight.
"Here," You approached him and gripped the handle. Your hand grazed Eddie's knuckles slightly, feeling the frigidness of his rings.
The both of you heaved the 40-pound bag onto the countertop.
"Now Eddie," Your father opened the fridge and placed a milk carton inside, "I'd hate to put you to work after Y/N kicked your ass up there."
Your Mom chimed in, "How was studying?"
Oh yeah, it was great! Just Eddie almost fingering me while I was pressed up against my door. Ya know, same old same old! You joked inside of your head.
Your Mom stared at you with a furrowed brow, awaiting an audible response.
Eddie spoke instead, "It was good but, my brain is temporarily out of order." He chuckled.
He peered over his shoulder to look at you, shielding his dubious smirk from prying eyes, "Don't worry. I'll get her back soon enough."
Your eyes widened to the size of basketballs. There is no way he just- In front of my parents?
It would’ve been so easy to take the bag you just placed on the counter and hurl it at his head. You doubt that he'd be that injured from the impact.
Attempted murder was life in prison possibility of parole? You could live with those odds.
Instead of taking the homicidal route, you opted for a tight lip smile, "Oh, I'm sure you will."
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A piece of paper was stuffed into your locker this morning behind your various textbooks. It was a miracle that you even spotted it. It read, My trailer. Tonight at 8.
If the word "trailer" wasn't a dead giveaway as to who wrote it, the penmanship was.
It was pretentious. You knew it, Eddie knew it too. Yet, here you were, perched on his doorstep at exactly 8:00 PM. You forced yourself to enter Eddie's trailer. Twisting the handle and pushing forward, you found that it'd been unlocked for you.
You wandered in slowly. This was the first time you'd been back here since everything happened last week.
It felt the same exact way it had for the past few years you'd been frequenting it. A smile tugged on your lips as a warm feeling of comfort entered your stomach, calming down your nerves.
The door to Eddie's room was wide open. From where you stood on the opposite side of the hallway, you could see him sitting up in his bed, guitar in hand. The amplifier was nowhere in sight, which left you to assume that he'd just been lightly strumming until you arrived.
Your feet shuffled on the carpet as you approached his room. You were standing clear as day in the doorway, but Eddie’s eyes were still fixated on his guitar. He either hadn’t noticed you yet or refused to acknowledge your presence.
Your knuckles knocked on his door, “Hey.”
Finally, his eyes teared away from his instrument and landed on you. Without a word, he hung his guitar back on the wall where it normally resides and started towards you.
Eddie stopped just inches away from your face. Then, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his guitar pick, and placed it on the desk to your left.
“Just needed to put this back.” He shrugged, oh-so-casually before he turned around and plopped down on his bed.
It’s kind of funny. How everything that’s been happening over these past few weeks came to a head in just one moment. What Eddie just did was nothing compared to the other day at your house.
But you were tired, and because Eddie had been teasing you for days… you were beyond horny. 
“Gosh,” You sighed, then began pacing the room.
Eddie’s eyebrows furrowed with concern, but his interest was piqued, “What are you doing?"
"Thinking."
"Well," He stood and began to guide you towards his bed, "Sit down. You’re freaking me out."
You swatted his hand away, "No!"
"Ouch." He retracted, rubbing his knuckle, "We're supposed to save the violence for Dungeons and Dragons, Y/N." Eddie chastised.
“You…” A beat passed before you added, “Asshole.”
The look that overtook Eddie’s face was pure shock. You would’ve been able to enjoy it if you weren’t so riled up, “You are the biggest shithead I’ve ever met, do you know that?”
“My, my,” He shook his head disapprovingly, “Y/N Y/L/N saying a bad word unprovoked?”
If you weren’t fuming before, you were definitely fuming now, “U-Unprovoked? Are you kidding me? You think that all this is happening right now because I was unprovoked?” 
“First, you rile me up in the bathroom at school! Then, you are seconds away from giving me what I want at my house, and you stop just because my parents came home? I thought the prospect of breaking rules excited you, Eddie!”
“And now, you pull this shit here at your trailer and flop on your bed… the same bed that you humped like a dog while your head was between my thighs?”
After letting all of that out, a sense of calm entered your body. You took a deep breath before continuing, “Eddie… I have been turned on for days. I can hardly sit still during Hellfire anymore. It’s torture.”
Eddie spoke, “I didn’t know I had you this riled up, Princess. You could have told me.” 
He beckoned you over to him with a wave of his hand, and you approached him, entranced. You felt as his fingers danced along the waistband of your jeans, “I’ll give you what you want, Y/N. Just use your words.”
Finally.
“I want you inside of me, Eddie.” You whispered.
“Hmm,” He smirked, before unzipping your pants. In one fluid motion, Eddie flipped you over so that you were now laying underneath him. It almost knocked the wind out of you.
As you breathed deeply, trying to catch your breath, Eddie began stripping you of your pants. 
Smirking, you tried to make it harder for him by squeezing your things together but he pried them open with little to no effort, “Gonna have to try harder than that, Sweetheart.”
Your pants were on the floor, and your underwear was next. You could see the way Eddie stared at them, probably contemplating if he was going to steal this pair too. 
The prospect of getting to touch you outweighed his kleptomaniac tendencies and he threw your panties on the ground right next to your jeans. 
Eddie took in the sight of you, “I can’t believe we’re here again, Princess.” He said before slowly licking a stripe up your dripping cunt.
A breathy moan escaped your lips, “Eddie, please.”
“Is this not what you wanted, Sweetheart?” His pointer finger began swirling at your clit gingerly, adding just enough pressure to get you excited, but not nearly enough as you wanted.
“You’re so beautiful like this, you know?” Eddie plunged his pointer finger inside of you, very slowly. He waited a few seconds before curling it at just the right angle, “Dripping on my sheets like the good girl you are.”
“Please, Eddie,” You begged, “I need more.”
“Awe, Sweetheart,” Your pussy felt empty as he retracted his finger. A lewd sound escaped your lips at the loss of contact, “Is one finger not enough?”
You gasped at the feeling of 2 of Eddie’s long, calloused fingers going inside of you, “Is that better?”
“Y-Yeah,” You exhaled.
His fingers fucked your aching pussy, pumping in and out of you with speed. His thumb applied pressure to your clit, scratching that itch that’s been pooling between your thighs for days.
Your back arched as his fingers curled inside of you. You bit your lip harshly to stop a whimper from escaping but, it was too late. Eddie heard it.
“Awe,” He teased, “You gonna come on my fingers for the second time this month? It’s alright, Y/N/N. You can do it.” 
Eddie’s praise was it for you. Everything unraveled and the coil that pooled in your stomach snapped. You came undone on Eddie’s bed… again.
You felt his hair tickle the insides of your thighs as he lapped at your exposed pussy, cleaning up the mess you made. He avoided touching your clit with his tongue, not wanting you to orgasm again just yet.
Out of curiosity, you brought your fingers to Eddie’s hair and pulled. You waited a few seconds, hoping to feel the bed shake…. It didn’t.  So, it’s a one-time thing. Got it.
His head emerged from between your thighs, a sly look atop Eddie’s face. You surveyed the situation: you were half naked on Eddie’s bed while he sat there, fully clothed and more than pleased with himself.
This isn’t fair. You declared before deciding to do something about it.
Your hand came to the tent in Eddie’s pants, “I wanna make you feel good, Eds.” You began, “Can I do that?” The palm that was over his crotch tightened, making him even harder (if that was possible).
Suddenly, all the words in the English language left Eddie's brain. His cognitive functions completely stopped working as he sputtered out a rushed reply, "Y-Yeah. Go ahead"
You smiled, feeling a rush of confidence before undoing the belt around his waist. Eddie wanted to help but he was frozen in place. His cock strained against his boxers as he watched you rid him of his pants, which were now on the floor right next to yours. 
Your hand slithered its way into his boxers, “Shit,” Eddie gasped, feeling your warm hand come in contact with his aching cock.
“Lay back, Eddie,” You instructed, “I’m gonna make you feel so good, promise.”
You pushed his underwear down enough to where they sat just below his hips. It gave his dick more than enough to spring free. Your mouth watered at the sight of his tip, leaking with pre-cum.
Eddie lifted his head from where it lay on his bed to watch as you brought your lips to his tip, and spit on it. You then gripped his head gently and used your thumb to coat the head of his cock.
“Jesus,” He moaned.
Slowly, you began to stroke Eddie. Starting at the base of his cock, and coming up, then going back down, again and again. Lewd noises and swears escaped Eddie’s lips as he tried not to finish after only 2 seconds. 
It was now your turn to tease him, “You like that? Hmm, like me stroking your cock?” You asked, condescendingly, “That feel good?”
Beads of sweat began to congregate on Eddie’s forehead, “Christ, Y/N. Y-Yeah, it does.”
You quickened your movement and watched as his face scrunched in pleasure. You couldn’t resist licking a stripe all the way up the side of Eddie’s veiny cock before pecking his tip.
Then, you went right back to stroking him feverishly. His hips began to hover as he bucked up into your palm. You used your other hand to push him back on the bed, forcing him to stay still, “I’m almost there.” He admitted.
Finally, hot spurts of cum escaped Eddie like a fountain, coating the hand that was still around him.  A string of curse words left his mouth as he took deep breaths, “Shit, Y/N.” He chuckled, “Who taught you how to do that?”
“Doesn’t matter.” You shrugged.
Eddie looked at the mess he made on your hand, “Shit… I-I’m sorry,” He apologized, “Do you want me to get a towel?”
“Nope.” 
It was now his turn to look at you, mouth agape as you brought your hand to your mouth and licked it clean, never breaking eye contact once.
When you were finished, you spoke, “Please, please,” You emphasized, “tell me you have a condom.”
“Uh… I should. B-But are you sure? I mean… you want to?” He asked, hurriedly.
“I’d rather it be me than your mattress, right?” You joked.
“Are you ever gonna let me live that down?” 
“Eddie,” You sighed, impatiently, “Get the fucking condom!” 
“R-Right.” Eddie skipped out of his underwear and went searching in miscellaneous drawers in his room. 
I know I’ve got one of those things in here somewhere. He thought, rifling through his socks. The next drawer contained nearly 100 guitar picks. Still nothing. 
“Shit, shit, shit!” He let the expletives fly off as frustration clouded his thoughts.
“Your pockets.” You suggested from his bed, “Check your pockets.”
Falling to the floor, Eddie searched the pockets of his black jeans like he was digging for gold, “Aha, yes!” He received the contraceptive from his pants and held it up so you could see, “I knew I had one of these things laying around here.”
“Okay,” Eddie cleared his throat and joined you on his bed. He slowly unwrapped the package and began rolling the latex on, “Lay down.” He instructed, and you listened, shimmying down his mattress. 
“Are you sure, Y/N? ‘Cause I promise I won’t get mad if you change your mind.”
“I’m sure.” You nodded.
“Alright.” 
Eddie carefully lined himself up with your entrance and inched in slowly before bottoming out. He didn’t move at first, giving you some time to adjust. But, when your grip on his shoulders became tighter, he started moving.
“God, you are so beautiful.” Eddie grunted, “And so fucking tight.”
Eddie used his hand to hike up your left leg, pushing deeper inside of you. In pure ecstasy, his face came down and nestled in your neck, kissing it. His hair was tickling your ear lobe.
The pace of his thrust picked up, causing you to moan an exasperated, “Eddie.”
“Scream my name, Princess.” He demanded in a deep gruffing voice.
“Eddie.” You moaned, only this time louder and needier, “Harder, please.”
He obliged your request, using as much force as possible to pound into you. Your fingers scraped down his back, gripping at his skin. 
He hissed, “God, you take me so well.”
Eddie’s grip on your thigh tightened as his thrusts increased in speed. You could only hear the sound of Eddie’s rickety bed frame slamming against the wall harshly as he pounded into you. 
Eddie’s signature guitar pick necklace dangled above your face, slapping your nose rhythmically each time his cock hit the perfect spot inside of you. But you didn’t even notice, caught up in the pleasure.
His previously slow and controlled thrusts started to get sporadic as he felt himself inching closer to finishing.
“Don’t get all quiet on me now, Baby.” He grunted in your ear.
You tried so hard to give a coherent response but all that passed your lips was a moan.
This riled up Eddie even more, “Fuck. I’m about to come.”
“M-Me too.” You choked out.
In a messy daze, Eddie’s lips came crashing down onto yours. It was chalked full of clashing teeth but you couldn’t care less.
Both you and Eddie came undone together. A mix of grunts, moans, and fucks accompanied the orgasms.
As his final form of torture, he pulled out of you very slowly. You practically felt as each inch of him left your pussy.
“Jesus Christ.” You sighed.
Eddie smiled, giving you a quick peck on the forehead before standing up and approaching his trash can to discard the condom.
When he turned back around, Eddie was met with the sight of your discarded parties on the floor. And he just couldn’t resist.
Eddie scooped them up in one fluid motion, clutching the garment tightly in his hand.
He thought you didn’t notice, but you did, “Hey!” You chastised.
“Whaaaaaat?” Eddie shrugged, “I gave back the last pair.” The bed dipped down as he returned, claiming his previous spot next to you.
“Whatever.” You scoffed playfully, nuzzling your head into his shoulder.
Eddie cleared his throat, “Are you— Was that okay?”
It’s been a long time since Eddie felt insecure when it came to sex. Most of his partners were people that he’d met at the Hideout and took to his trailer for a quick fuck.
But this was different. You meant more to him than any of the people he used to sleep with. He cared about you and he just needed reassurance that you were okay
“It was more than okay, Eds. Gosh,” You sighed, “I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”
“Was it okay for you?” You followed up.
“Yeah!” Eddie was surprised by how fast he responded. Recovering, he cleared his throat, “Yes. I- I thoroughly enjoyed myself.” 
“Good.” You chuckled, shaking your head at how all over the place he is.
After a few beats of silence, Eddie deadpanned, “I think Dustin knows about us.”
Your eyebrows furrowed, “Really?” 
It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. Dustin Henderson is single-handedly the most observant person either of you had ever met.
Still, you could help but ask, “Why do you say that?”
“Well,” Eddie began, “Although me coming to check on you in the bathroom was of my own fruition. Henderson was also adamant that I go find you as well.”
“I mean, Lucas was practically foaming at the mouth to see if you were okay after you left but, nope. Henderson wouldn’t let him.”
You tutted, “Welp, on the bright side, something good came out of it.”
“And what’s that?” Eddie asked, his interest peaked.
“We finally got together.” You smiled ear-to-ear.
“That,” Eddie nodded, “And I finally got that god awful word out of your vocabulary. Ugh.” He squirmed.
“You’re so dramatic.”
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