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diaryofaprettyprincess · 6 months

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hi sweetie! <3 i was wondering if i can request some fluff (maybe with a smut in the end it’s up to you) with ghost and innocent!girly!reader where ghost got all overprotective over her when some guy is harassing her and she got really scared and anxious? feel free to ignore if you don’t feel like writing this! have a wonderful day, sweetheart ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

hi angel!! i hope you enjoy! <3 i didn’t add smut at the end it kinda got more serious i hope that’s okay!!! <33

(sorry if this is bad i wrote it in class KANDK)

(unmasked! ghost)

(this is kinda an au! type of thing so most everything is completely inaccurate to COD)

warnings: blood, slight violence, reader is shorter than ghost, reader is lifted up by ghost, innocent!reader, slightly dark!ghost, possessiveness, size difference (i pinned ghost as 6’6 hehe woops), tattooed!ghost (U WILL NEVER STOP ME)

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ghost has always been overprotective of you, ever since the day you two met—not just when u guys started dating.

his hands always find their place on ur body, making it known to everybody you were his and only his-and he was yours and wholly only yours.

so when u two went out with price and the rest of the team to a busy bar out in the city, ghost’s hands never once left your body.

even when u two were sat next to each other at the booth, his bulky arm stayed draped over ur shoulder, ur hand fiddling with his big tattooed one as he gave dirty looks to any man that dared to look in your direction.

everything was going smoothly until your small voice made his ears perk— “gotta go to the bathroom, be right back..”

you began to part from ghost’s grasp before he caught ur small hand in his. “do ya need me to go with ya?”

u giggled, blushing slightly. “simon, i don’t need ur help going pee!—ill be right back.”

ghost wasn’t always one for extreme PDA, but he could see the hungry looks of the men at the bar staring at you. and he didn’t like that. not one bit. before u could escape, he adjusted his grip on ur hand to on ur forearm, pulling u towards him as he kissed u possessively.

he heard ur small, surprised yelp as his soft —but bitten lips moved over yours, his tongue beginning to slip into ur silky mouth before u pulled away—face burning of shyness as soap and price looked away, a small smile playing on their lips out of amusement from ur embarrassment and ghost’s act possessiveness.

“love you.” simons gruff voice spoke; a slightly smug smirk playing on his pink lips.

“i love you too.” you spoke quietly biting ur lower lip as butterflies fluttered in ur tummy.

simon watched as u walked away, ur short skirt swaying as u stepped through the crowd.

“obsessed much?” soap chuckled, and price laughed with him.

“yes.” ghost replied shortly, taking a sip of his whiskey and setting it next to your strawberry daiquiri, cool water droplets beading off of ur drink.

three minutes passed and ghost started to feel unease settling in his gut.

turns out, his gut was right to feel that nagging way.

“stop!” through the music and loud chatter of people, he could hear your small voice shout. his heart dropped, and he immediately peeled through the crowd, his height making it easy for him to see over everyone’s head.

a thin man with blonde hair groped at ur body from outside the restroom door of the bar.

“jus-“ the man laughed sickeningly, grabbing ur breast as u tried to squirm away from him, tears streaming down your face. “stop movin’, baby, just wanna feel you.. bet ur nice and tight.” he smacked ur butt, cries escaping ur throat as u tried to gasp for simon’s name but nothing came out of your mouth as u shut ur eyes tightly. maybe this was a dream—maybe the man would go away—just maybe.

ghost’s body filled with an unimaginable amount of rage, and from the corner of the room, konig (who was drinking and leaning against a wall chatting up an older woman), confusedly looked at simon as the wall blocked his view of you.

he knew that deadly look in his friend’s eyes when he saw it.

shit.

loud thunks of simon’s combat boots pounded on the ground as he ripped the disgusting man off of you, his height towering over the man.

he could see the way you cried, eyes shut and whimpering as you choked on your sobs.

“hey!” the man shouted, right before ghost smacked his head into the wall; ghost’s fists colliding with the man’s face.

anger crawled throughout his body as he almost went on autopilot, the man’s face bloody and battered as simon repeatedly punched him.

punch, punch, punch—

“ghost!” price barked, trying to pry simon off of the man. “ he’s done, ghost. enough!”

your eyes peeled open as you cried, gasping as you saw the mess of a face of the man that assaulted you. his nose crooked as it took konig, price, soap, and gaz to pull simon off of the limp man.

the bar was quiet besides the music and ur little cries. blood splotched simon’s knuckles as he breathed heavily.

the man on the ground groaned, and simon almost broke through the grasp of his team behind him before the cloud of anger subsided when he heard your small, “s-simon.”

stepping on the man’s leg, simon’s large, bruised hands cupped your face, your eyes glossy with tears.

“cmon.” he spoke gruffly, holding you against him as you both made your way out of the bar to the back alley where it was quiet.

“i-“ you choked on a sob as ghost pulled you to him, his large frame dwarfing yours as he shushed you, kissing the top of your head.

“no one’s gonna hurt you like that again. i would’ve killed him—“ his accent was thick as his grip on you tightened. he took a deep breath.

you sniffled into his warm chest, ur arms wrapped around him tightly.

“are you okay?” he asked after a moment of listening to your small weeping cries.

you nodded. “‘m okay now, just scary ‘s all..” you hiccuped, and simon easily picked you up to be closer to you. you nestled your face into his neck, his large hand rubbing along your back.

“i should’ve been there.” he spoke quietly.

you sniffled, pulling away from his neck to look at him. “you didn’t know, ‘s okay.”

simon didn’t say anything, he just adjusted you in his grip and wiped the tears from your face gently with his calloused thumb.

you kissed his lips gently, giggling when he sucked on your lower lip tenderly.

simon’s body warmed at the sound.

he always knew immediately when he met you that he would kill for you.

and this night just proved that further.

he would do anything for you.

anything.

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i6corais · 8 months

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peachsayshi · 10 months

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Heyya! I saw your First Kisses post, so I'll be participating. I didn’t know which to choose out these 4 prompts, so I'll let you decide ^^ I'm fine with any, I'm just really indecisive lol

Satoru Gojo + (a surprise kiss, catching one of them off guard, smiling while softly kissing, finally showing their love, kissing as a distraction, or laughing while kissing)

➳ minors / ageless / blank blogs dni

⥽ notes: fluff; mutual pining; just a sprinkle of angst

you're trying so hard not to smile but you can't help it -

you can't help it because you're too busy watching satoru kneel his obnoxiously long body before you, and use his long yet, delicate fingers with careful consideration to wrap the roller bandage around your ankle.

"too tight?" he asks, glancing up at you from underneath his frosty locks, and firing all your synapses within a second.

"no-no...it's alright," you reply softly.

your fingers catch onto the end of his oversized tee that he allowed you to borrow for the night, snuggling you in a comfort of amber wood, pepper, and bergamot.

he's still holding your foot with one hand, but the other is carefully tracing up the curve of your calf.

"maybe you'll think twice the next time you chase down a pestering curse..."

"it's a sprain, 'toru..." you respond with a teasing roll of your eyes, noticing the red burning the tips of his ears from the way you his nickname left your lips. "I'm stronger than I look, you know?"

"oh, I know," he admits with a gentle squeeze to the back of your leg, and your heart nearly climbs up your throat when the corners of his mouth twitch into a playful grin. "I'm the one who trained you after all..."

you shake your head with disbelief, tapping into your flirtatious energy as you slowly slip your leg away from his touch.

you can see him forcefully maintaining his gaze with yours, holding onto every ounce of will to stop himself from dropping his attention to your thighs being exposed from underneath his shirt.

those blue irises are warmer than any other flame, and the heat that emanates off them washes over you instantly.

you nip at your bottom lip when your mouth goes dry.

you know better than to jeopardise what you already have with him. you're aware that the roots of his feelings for you have practically taken over the veins in his heart. you see it every time he looks at you, every time he speaks to you, with every lingering touch...and you'd be lying sinfully if you tried to say that you didn't reciprocate those feelings tenfold.

satoru sees the thoughts running through your eyes, and leans forward to rest both his arms on your legs, bringing his face far too close than your stomach can handle.

"thank you letting me spend the night," your murmur, your voice barely above a whisper.

he taps the tip of nose lightly against your own, "my home is yours, you know that..."

just this once, you think to yourself as you cautiously close in on the space separating you from the man you yearn for.

you're looking deeply into his eyes, your lips just a fraction away from brushing over his but you smile and pretend like everything is still perfectly normal.

you carry on that facade while you cup his face in the palm of your hands, before leaning in to to capture his mouth for a kiss.

satoru's body grows still for only a second, until he responds by extending his arms to circle them around your waist. the kiss starts off chaste, gentle pecks before he finally slips his tongue. you immediately melt into his arms as he sighs with gratitude, both of you feeling a tremendous weight dissipate off your shoulders. your fingers tangle between his hair, while his own hands sneakily slide underneath the fabric of his tee to travel up your back.

he doesn't want to pull away, and neither do you...but when the moment finally happens you're both trapped in a haze of desire that has you seeing stars.

satoru swallows hard as he outlines your bottom lip. "you should get some sleep..."

"yeah," you nod in between trying to catch your breath, "it's getting late."

your body sinks into a deep ache when he stands up, taking his warmth along with him as he makes his way out the door.

once you are left alone, you bring your fingers to the tip of your lips and press them while thinking about the magic that you just received. what you don't see is satoru standing just outside the room door, one hand still on the handle with his back pressed against the frame.

he grins foolishly and licks his lips, before closing his eyes for only a minute to briefly taste how sweet you are once again.

⥽ requests?

#peach and secret friends.🍑🧡#peach: requests ✍️#mail 💌#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru fluff #gojo fan fiction #gojo satoru fan fiction

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bisousbabie · 1 year

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Any dilf Remus thoughts??

Always!

Ive put a little asterisk where the nsfw starts

Dilf!remus spoiling you with presents like weekend trips and pretty clothes.

Dilf!remus having tattoos and scarring littered all over his body.

Him having a gorgeous vintage car that he drives you around in.

Dilf!remus doesn't have kids of his own but he's a great teacher and practically parents them

Dilf!remus always being super gentle with you.

High sex drive 🤭

Obsessed with showing you off to his friends.

Always slapping your ass.

smoking and then shotgunning it with you.

Buys you fancy lingerie just for him to rip it off later.

Him being a God at giving head.

Dilf!remus who loves to walk around with a lipstick kiss on his cheek or neck 🥰

calling you doll rather than your name.

#Dilf!remus #dovey.talks 🌷#mail 💌#hp #marauders #remus lupin #remus smut #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin smut #remus lupin fluff #marauders smut #remus x reader

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neaverse · 18 days

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i am here asking for your favorite fics (i can tell you have good taste<3) 🫶

hi bella!!! thank you for the ask<33

okay so i read a lot. When i say a lot i mean a lot. The amount of fanfiction i’ve consumed in the last three years is probably unhealthy, but what can i say really? I don’t have much going on in my life🤷🏼‍♀️

so going into this, i contemplated how i should categorise my favourites. Current favs? Fav fics per ship? In the end, i decided to simply compile a list of fics that i still think about weeks and months (if not years) after i first read them. Fics that punched me in the gut, fics that made me question my whole existence. I could probably go on forever with this list but i’ve narrowed it down to 10 to make the job a little bit easier for both me and you hahaha!

In no particular order:

The World Is A Violent Sky by anonymous

Harry Potter wants to die; Draco Malfoy wants to live — a story of life and death, everything in between and beyond — in the form of scatters of love and hurt like freckles of stars forming into constellations.

Crimson Rivers by bizarrestars

Regulus Black was fifteen the first time his name was called at a reaping. He's twenty-five when it happens to him again. A lot has changed in that time, and one of them is that he's ready to do whatever it takes to make it home. Nothing or no one will stop him, not even James Potter. James Potter has no plans to stop Regulus Black from making it home. In fact, his plans revolve around the opposite. He has his reasons, but he's made his choice to get Regulus out of the arena, even knowing it'll be the last thing he ever does. Sirius Black was sixteen when he volunteered to take his little brother's place in the arena. At twenty-six, without the option to do it again, he has no choice but to be a mentor to his brother and best friend, knowing that only one of them can make it back out. Two names called, a mentor on the verge of falling apart, and more secrets and grief between all of them than they know how to handle. None of them are prepared for what comes next, or how far they'll go to make it through.

Harry Potter and the Welcome to the World of Grey by @sobsicles

When Harry fails to keep his anger at bay and Voldemort possesses his mind, the events that follow lead him down a long road to realizing the world isn't as black and white as it seems. Chaos, hilarity, and tragedy ensue with a Dark Lord being honest all the time, a rival becoming something else, and a world demanding to be saved. Featuring frightened Death Eaters, deep conversations with a monster, Pureblood traditions being ridiculous, and the fight to do the right thing with no true options. Harry's life just gets more and more bizarre with each passing moment.

Art Heist, Baby! by @otrtbs

When James Potter answers a mysterious ad in his local coffee shop, the last thing he expects is to be thrown into a world of white collar crime, but how can he resist when the mastermind behind the operation has dark hair and brooding eyes and promises wealth beyond James' wildest imagination? He would do anything for that boy named after a star, including stealing millions of dollars of fine art.

Orion in the Sky by space_wingding

Draco Malfoy owns a bookshop in the Lake District. He’s also cursed. Enter: Harry Potter.

Berlin Angel by @de-sire-blog

Berlin is absolutely miserable in February. Or it’s just Sirius. Alternatively: A story of how Remus Lupin stepped into Sirius’ life, flashed his trademark grin, and reminded him that life is a beautiful thing meant to be enjoyed. No risk, no fun!

Stop All the Clocks (This Is the Last Time I’m Leaving Without You) by firethesound

Living with Draco was difficult; living without him is unbearable. But if there’s one thing Harry learned from the war, it’s that even when one life ends, the rest of the world goes right on living.

Dear Reader by @calamitoustide

never take advice from someone who's falling apart Regulus has been quite obsessed with this anonymous advice blogger Helios and becomes concerned when they begin to post cryptically to an unspecified “Reader” At the same time, he’s starting Uni and has to deal with his brother being back in his life and a certain boy he won’t leave him alone.

Starvin’ darlin’ by @showinalittlelife

The man suddenly drops the knife, he sighs like all his dreams have been crushed. “Oh, dear, I can’t eat you! You’re rotting! What a shame, thought I’d found a looker too,” he whines miserably. The thoughts in Evan’s mind are racing too fast for him to make any sense of them. He has so many questions—too many questions that are probably better left off unanswered, but before he can think properly, he opens his mouth and speaks. “You think I’m a looker?” or: Barty is a cannibal, Evan is dying and they go on a little road trip!

Running on Air by eleventy7

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

#mail 💌#Bella tag<33 #I had a really hard time sticking with only 10 tho #there are sooo many amazing fics and writers out there #wish I could include everyone in this list🥺#jegulus #wolfstar #drarry #rosekiller #marauders #regulus black #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #harry potter #harry james potter #draco malfoy

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sunniewr · 1 year

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bakerstreethound · 7 months

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I would like to ask some of your headcanons (sandman, good omens, Sherlock, whatever you want you choose!) 🥰

Rogue, my dear hii! I hope you can get out of this terrible Tumblr jail soon! I appreciate you sending me these. Let's see I may do a few here and there as a treat. I hope you enjoy them (:

Sherlock

This man likes hugs, but it takes him a while to get used to affection as I think he is touch starved

Loves having his curls ruffled or tugged during a kiss (make that man melt haha, plus it's in a majority of my fics now so it's almost canon)

He likes to observe whatever you're doing and when he knows you're not in the mood for affection, will sit in the room with you as you study/read/ watch a movie

This usually ends up with you listening to one of his cases as he rambles along and you've gotten used to it by now it's one of the usual nightly occurrences in 221B

In autumn, he gets curious about the tie/knot fleece blankets which leads you to a weekend stint of creating some festive ones. John comes in to help as well and you make a blanket fort

Dream/Morpheus

I am a firm believer that Morpheus will sit down in a comfortable armchair and knit dreams/stories/nightmares out of his shadows and sand while you watched transfixed

He likes to take nightly strolls in the library when he can also to check up on Lucienne and Matthew as he knows they like to keep track of him in case something were to go wrong

When you're in the Dreaming with him, it's one of your favorite places to go and you love talking to Merv as well who trains you well with his shotgun

Pre capture Dream detests family gatherings and even moreso post capture as none of his family came to help him, so when you ask him to a gathering of your friends (Hob included) he's hesitant at first and you and Hob reassure him it will be alright

I also think Morpheus has an extensive art galley and all his awesome cloaks are the art pieces so he can swoop the canvases off to shift to his robes

The Corinthian

I feel like Corinthian would go to those classy swanky 1920s themed jazz bars and get a martini and just for kicks and giggles garnishes it with an eyeball instead of an olive

He likes being hand fed his eyeballs. It's almost akin to the feeding someone grapes as they recline on a lounger type scenario. Bonus points if it's you doing the feeding

Speaking of eating, he would like to take you out for little treats like ice cream

This nightmare has such a fancy for suits, he goes to the most hip places and is so picky and particular about his suits, the quality, the fabric. He goes the whole nine yards and does not skimp

This extends to the way he would treat someone he fancies and would spare no expense. It's not a good thing to piss him off as they'd likely be his next meal so it's good to stay on his nicer side

Sleepover Weekend

#roguelov #one of the wives #sleepover weekend #ask game #writer asks #sherlock x reader #the corinthian x reader #morpheus x reader #dream x reader #sherlock holmes imagine #the sandman imagine #headcanons #mail 💌#answered

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dear-bunnyboo · 4 months

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Hi, there. Does lovebug live in Cincinnati, Ohio. I was curious since in a few chapters Joe and her spend time at each other houses?

In my head she lived in New York her entire life, born and raised, however, when she dated Jack she moved to New Jersey to be closer to him which is why she very attached with New Jersey. This is also why New Jersey would never be the same again for her because of their breakup.

However, after her first concert she did fall in love with Cincy and moved there, but she does travel a lot because of her career… so miss thing has houses everywhere at this point.

However, at the end of the day this is a ‘y/n’ fic so you can make up some personal details yourselves.

hope this answers your question and feel free to ask me more!!

#dear bunnyboo🏹#theone🏹#bunnies askʚఌ💌#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #jack hughes #thanks for the ask!#you've got mail 💌#mail 💌#💌 asks #love letter 💌

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papillon-mechant · 2 years

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I know I already requested and you totally don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, but can I ask for skittles and nachos? ☀️

babe you can request as much as you’d like this celebration is quite literally for you

“keep your eyes on the movie.” remus demands, holding your head straight and forcing your sight back to the tv screen, and away from the head full of curls between your legs.

to your left, sirius continues his assault on your perked nipples, biting hard at the one in his mouth while pinching at the one in his hand. the sensation of your raven haired roommate’s mouth around your nipples mixed with the feeling of the boy between your legs, it was enough to have your head falling back in pleasure.

but remus wasn’t having it, he wraps a hand around your throat, pulling your head back up within inches of his face,

“what did i just say?” he grits, lips brushing against yours with each word. you whine, prepared to obey once again when suddenly under you, james shoves three fingers past your dripping hole with no warning, and no resistance.

“fuck!” you cry out, head falling into remus’ shoulder. pleasure shoots through your body as your orgasm begins to hit you like a train, but much to your dismay all sources of pleasure are gone all at once. sirius’ lips are no longer attached to your nipples, and james’ face is too far away from your legs for your liking.

sirius tisks, shaking his head in disappointment, “not so fast love, only good girls get to cum. now keep your eyes on the movie.”

#mail 💌#papillon’s flowers 🌸#jules my flower 🌸#poly!marauders smut #poly!marauders x reader #roommate!marauders #notsfw.papillon #marauders musings #papillon’s moots celebration #papillon’s moots movie night

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iceicewifey · 1 month

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mohammed avdol 🙏 (of course tanaki has to know what shay thinks of her brother) for the ask game

uwah thank you dale i was kinda hoping someone was gonna ask me about avdol,, didn’t mean to keep this in my drafts for so long 😭 hfbvjhdfv

send me a canon character and i’ll share shay’s thoughts, opinions, etc.

Shay’s thoughts — Muhammad Avdol

It’s conflicted. I’m sure I’ve mentioned it before; I can’t remember exactly when or where, but before the events of Stardust Crusaders began, Shay had a few run ins with him. She arrived in Cairo in early 1987—a year and some months before canon events began (Holly falls ill), but she’s definitely had a few run ins with him.

Shay was basically an ‘errand girl’ (for lack of a better term) and was frequently in the Khan el Khalili bazaar where Avdol mentioned his shop being, and because of the nature of stand users being drawn to each other, it was inevitable they’d have a run in or two. It was never a friendship of any kind, but he pointed her in the direction of where/how to find certain things a couple times, showing her how to properly pronounce some of the Arabic words on this phonetic ‘cheat sheet’ she’d carry around and she even got a reading from him for the hell of it once. She did wonder what happened when she stopped seeing him all of a sudden, however. (around the time of Avdol’s encounter with DIO, but she was unaware of that.)

Before the Joestar party arrived in Cairo, she didn’t even know his name, only his face. She’d heard DIO and others mention an Avdol, but she didn’t know it was him, and that gave her a weird almost disappointed feeling she couldn’t describe, like she didn’t want to believe that it was the same guy.

She was impressed by Magician’s Red during their 1v1 in the mansion, especially how well he wielded his stand despite being injured and armless—his ‘replacement’ arms made of flames especially took her by surprise. She didn’t want to fight him, but she knew she was as good as dead if anything happened to Lord DIO, so she had to.

All in all, perhaps they may’ve gotten along in another universe, perhaps they’d even be friends.

#mail 💌#peacesmith #jjba oc #oc d. shay #muhammad avdol #i tried not to ramble too much 😭#the fact that avdol taught shay how to pronounce arabic while i hc vanilla as speaking it is so funny to me he’d be so offended HSJKSS #avdol is my favorite crusader my main oc needs to like him /hj #ok to rb if you want

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team-avia · 3 months

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may I be so bold as to ask for all the art of Daniela 👁️👁️ (I can't even say asking for a friend I know my reputation atp)

old stuff

some silly billies

promo art!!

i dont draw her alot so 😭😭😭 i think out of everyone, i draw bela the most.

finch

#mail 💌#finchmod🌻

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diaryofaprettyprincess · 1 year

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i love your eddie works so much holy shit ?? could u maybe do one where innocent!reader gets her first bf & perv!stepbrother!eddie gets all mad & jealous and manipulates her into breaking up w him? + smut if it’s okay 🫶🏻 u can add anything & go as dark as u want tbh i don’t really have any limits

note: this was from a while ago im so sorry !! i hope you enjoy though hehe also sorry this is kinda bad LKDSJ

warnings: reader called eddie daddy once, stepcest, dark!eddie, dark material, penetration, smut, innocent!reader, kinda pervy eddie, stepbro!eddie munson, jealousy, threats, once again..DARK MATERIALLLLL if you dont like it, dont read it babe <3, pet names, reader's body type is kinda mentioned ('tiny' but i meant it referring to height), 6'4 eddie, shorter reader

just imagining when he finally meets your boyfriend.. (your mom and uncle wayne have already met him, and are out for their anniversary when eddie meets him).

eddie's all grumpy, smoking a cigarette and face to face with your boyfriend when your he puts out his hand for eddie to shake. eddie just grimaces slightly, blowing cigarette smoke in your boyfriend's face before knocking shoulders with him forcefully when he walks away to sit on the sofa, resting his combat-boot-cladded-feet on the coffee table; flicking the cigarette ashes towards your boyfriend--Tommy...

it's quiet and tense before you decide to break the silence, biting your bottom, glossed lip nervously; watching eddie stare daggers at Tommy as he takes a seat on the chair in front of the metal head that is lounging on the couch.

"i-I think i'm gonna get a water," ur voice is soft as ur eyes track ur stepbrother's actions--his body is laid back and relaxed, but his face is pointed and mean, eyes squinted slightly as though he is analyzing your nervous lover. "u-uhm..T-tommy would you like one?" you play with the hem of your floral sundress anxiously.

your boyfriend nods, thanking you and gulping slightly as he throws eddie a nervous chuckle--albiet lacking any actual humor.

with haste, you walk quickly to the kitchen.

eddie inspects tommy.

'jesus christ,' he thinks as he watches your apprehensive boyfriend's khaki-cladded leg bounce up and down rapidly. 'what the fuck does she see in this prick?'

eddie stays in his mind for a bit, anger coiling in his chest as he tightens his fist, his rings taut against his fingers as he takes another drag from his cigarette.

"s-so i uhm, i heard your in a band..pretty successful--i-i mean ur sister--"

"step sister," eddie corrects, and tommy watches as he takes his feet off of the coffee table, leaning forward as he flicks the excess ashes of the smoke once again towards the uneasy highschool boy before taking one last drag and then putting the cigarette out on the coffee table.

"r-right stepsister--she uhm, she said that it's getting pretty successful--ur band, i mean," tommy smiles nervously, clearing his throat. "uh, what's ur band called?"

"corroded coffin." your irritated stepbrother gravels. he's short with his answers, and tommy can tell he doesn't want to talk anymore. your boyfriend sighs through his nose with a pressed smile hinted on his lips before quickly glancing off to the side to silently pray that you are on your way back. thankfully, you are, with a bright smile and a small giggle to accompany you--along with the two glasses of water of course.

u stop in front of where eddie is sitting as your boyfriend stands, thanking you for the water and chugging it down, wiping his mouth off and setting it back down on the coffee table as you giggle airily, confused.

"dry throat." he tries to explain, clearing his throat again. no way is he going to admit your brother--or, step brother is scaring the ever living shit out of him. (even though it is blatantly obvious(..to everyone but yourself..))

before you can say anything eddie places his tattooed, ringed fingers under the cusp of your ass under your dress, gently running his fingers in a small pattern on the soft skin. "baby," he speaks, getting your attention immediately as your boyfriend stands there awkwardly. "d'you think you could get me some water too? it'd give me more time to have a little chat with tommy here."

tommy can't believe it! the way eddie changes his tone of voice so quickly. with you it was so soft and kind--so gentle and incredibly sacchrine. and what's with his hand up your skirt?

"sure, eddie!" you turn to tommy, excited. they must be getting along! "i'll be right back 'n then we can go, okay?"

when you leave and it's just tommy and eddie again, your stepbrother stands up, his height towering over your boyfriend's. he looks behind him to make sure you aren't near before curling his fingers slightly, a small c'mere floating from his lips.

tommy moves foward.

"look, man, i know we just met, but my stepsister means the world to me, okay? so 'm gonna give you a little advice," any hint of a lightness to eddie's voice--or his eyes dissappears in that moment, and tommy is very aware of how eddie's ringed hand is squeezing his shoulder--he can feel an anger that he's very scared of. "you do fucking anything to upset her, take advantage of her-- whatever the fuck it is, and i will fucking kill you. understand, thomas? she's too fuckin' kind and naiive to deal with douchebags like you..but because i'm feeling nicer today, i'm gonna give you a warning. if you use her--fuck her or kiss her, whatever--i'll find out, and i'll fuckin' slit your throat. we clear?" he growls as your boyfriend nods vehemently-- eddie's left hand squeezing your boyfriend's shoulder harshly before letting go as you walk in, a small smile flashing on your stepbrother's face as he thanks you, bending down lower and kissing your cheek as he wraps you up in an embrace, your head on his chest.

and because of how ' kind and naiive ' you are, you don't notice the way your boyfriend looks as though he's seen a ghost, his body stiff and uncomfortable.

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OK NOW..

one night eddie is painting your toes a baby pink as you lie on his bed, admiring your freshly painted finger nails. eddie had gotten good at painting nails ever since you taught him how to do his own.

when he's finished, he kisses the top of your foot before delicately placing it back on his bed.

the metal head admires your soft features for a moment before speaking.

"sweetheart," he calls gingerly, "can i talk to you about something?"

you nod, a soft smile on your freshly glossed lips that smelt of cherries.

eddie gets off of his bed, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it as he speaks. "it's about that damn boyfriend of yours.."

your ears perk up at that as you sit up further. "what about him, eds?"

eddie blows out a silver river of smoke from his lips before deciding to put the butt out on his dresser. "well, you see baby, i don't like him very much."

you frown sadly, you thought your stepbrother liked him! or at least tolerated him..

eddie walks over, brushing some hair behind your ears. "why not, eds?"

"well, honey," he scoffs, squishing your cheeks together with his hand before kissing your forced pout and letting go, tattooed hand smoothing over your cheek. "he wouldn't treat you right..you trust me, don't you?"

you nod again, how could he ask such a thing?!

"'f course i do! I trust you more than anyone!"

the metal head smiles gently, eyes soft and kind as his thumb quirks over your bottom lip. "good, princess..that's good. cuz that means i know a lot more about things than you do..your cute little head sometimes doesn't understand stuff, now does it, puppy? you need someone to watch out for you, hm?"

you smile shyly, cheeks glowing a soft pink--flustered as you look down. eddie notices, because--of course he does. "no need to be embarrassed, princess, y'know that.." his voice is soft and alluring as you lean into his touch further, giggling bashfully. "yeahh..you know that. 's just i know what's best for you, n trust me when i say that boytoy of yours is a real fuckin' pussy."

you gasp, whining, "eddie, you promised! no more bad words!"

"right, right, i'm sorry, sweetheart. 's just-- i think this guy is not a good person, puppy.. n you don't want to be with someone that's bad for you, do you?"

ironic. but you're too oblivious to realize the ironicy because, well--he's holding you so gently, and he smells so good, and his touch is making your head dizzy and your body tingle!

but you shake your head, a cute little pout adorning your plump lips.

"that's what i thought. so tomorrow," eddie sits down against his headboard, pulling you in close and kissing your head. he wants this to really stick. "tomorrow you break up with him."

"b-but-!" you try to reason. you hate confrontation!

"no buts, princess. tomorrow, okay? do what i say." his voice is more stern now, and you can't help but comply when his fingers play gently with your hair, his lips softly kissing all over your face as you look up at him.

eddie knows he's got you exactly where he wants you.

and truly, he does.

that next day, you break up with tommy, and eddie is the first to hear about it.

he may not be in highschool anymore, but he has people (dustin).

because when you come home from school, both of your parents out, eddie's high on happiness and love (or obsession) (as well as a little weed). he drags you straight to his bedroom, his cock already throbbing to get out of his jeans, his body on fire--and when he kisses your skin, your whole entire body fizzles, sparking into a wildfire-sized flame that suffocates you whole.

you can't get enough of each other, and although you both have done stuff before (eddie was the one to take your virginity), nothing has been like this before. usually, things between you two were always very passionate and intense, but this felt different.

he's needy for you.. and although he has been extremely needy for you ever since he met you, he actually vocalizes it this time.

"y-you're mine, baby," he seethes, eyebrows mimicking yours--upward and eyes filled with desperation as you make small little uh uh uh's. you are incapable of making any other sound. your legs are wrapped around his upper back, and everything is so much and he is so close, his chest pressed against yours, you can't help but softly sob. eddie shushes you, wiping away your tears. "just a little fuckin' crybaby, huh? g-god, i love you. you're all fuckin' mine, princess--awh, fuck-" eddie whines when you tighten around him, and he can tell your close. his balls are filled and ready to be milked but he first meshes his lips messily with yours, spit connecting the two of you for a second before snapping back to each other's lips.

"s-so proud of you, my pure little baby--this fuckin' cunt, god," he whispers, his right hand wrapped gently around your throat as he kisses any place he can get to, sucking on your bottom lip as you hiccup around cute little squeaky moans he can't get enough of. "say you're mine." he groans gently, rutting into you, his bedframe hitting the wall. "s-say it, baby, c'mon, please?"

you can hear how much he needs this. however, it's so hard for you to answer, so you just sniffle, squealing as his thrusts get sloppier. "fuckin--say it! please, please, please, please--"

"'m yours, ed--" you swallow, feeling the sensation of pressure building up in your core. "'m y-yours, eddie," you cry.

eddie laughs through a choked moan, "y-yeah you are, puppy--n-not tommy's, n-not any of the fuckin' l-losers at your school--you're mine."

you squeeze around him again, puckering your lips as you feel closer to your release, "kissie?" you sniffle, eyes glossy and red from your crying.

eddie chuckles and nods, lips quickly pressing against yours, tongues licking desperately at one another--completely unhinged as your body is overtook with its release, numb and vibrating through your veins.

you can't moan.

you can't talk.

your finger nails claw at eddie's back, as you hear a faint, "shit, so beautiful.." but you can barely hear it as it feels as though your ears are clogged with water, a small squeak heard from the back of your throat as your spit drips from your mouth, slowly, like golden honey. you eyes are crossed and your breathing has been stifled by the intensity. this is the longest time you've ever orgasmed, and eddie loves every fucking second. he kisses you gently, his hips slapping against yours as he pounds into your tiny body, his own frame caging you in. he would show you the bulge your tummy makes when his cock hits your sweet spot over and over again, but he knows you are completely gone.

"take it, princess," he mumurs against your lips, his left hand rubbing and slapping your hardened nipples. "take my fuckin' cock, my c-cum--gonna fill you up real nice, hm? wanna be a mommy?"

you tighten at that. back arched and pressed against eddie's tattooed chest.

he cums as he watches how absolutely fucked-out you are, cursing and spurting his warm seed into your cunt for what seems like hours.

you can hear him whisper small, "breathe, baby, breathe"'s to you as you finally gasp, not realizing you had gone a while without oxygen.

immediately, you start crying. not out of sadness or anything bad, just out of love and something you can't quite put your finger on.

"aw, poor thing," eddie shushes, petting your forehead. you clutch onto him as he slowly pulls out, his come spilling from your winking, creamy, hole.

tears fall free from your beautiful eyes as you sniffle, and eddie brings you in closer to him. "e-e-eddie.." you cry softly, voice high and delirious and he can tell you are very far gone. "w-wha's wrong w-with me? feel w-weird.."

eddie smiles, kissing your lips, "nothing's wrong baby, you just came a lot, yeah? so much for your little body to process, sweet girl. you just need a little bit to come down from it, okay? you were so good, baby, daddy's so proud of you, princess." his voice is gentle and sweet; relaxing your still shaking body.

after about ten minutes of eddie kissing your face, chest, and neck, he begins to pull away to go clean you up, but you grip onto his arm, pulling him back. "no," you pout, "w-wan' fingers, please?" you plead, and eddie smiles, "'f course, baby..such a good girl using your manners.." he places his pointer and middle fingers between your red, bitten lips and into your silky mouth, letting you suck on his tattooed fingers as you are pulled into a deep sleep.

you're finally his now.

he has you exactly how he wants you.

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diabolicjoy · 8 months

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i will be kind and tell you that you should be ashamed of yourself for protecting an abuser just because she's a woman

grow up and stop being white

lmao give amber heard a gun

#mail 💌#i appreciate your kindness

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peachsayshi · 9 months

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Oh to be Nanamis' arranged marriage wife. It's an adjustment for you both, but little by little, a bond forms. Nanami is being VERY considerate of you the whole time... until the day he hears you crying on the phone to someone you trust that he hasn't made a move on you yet. And then the flood of all his feeling for you come rushing out

*sigh* oh heavens, can you even imagine?

he's been cordial, a gentleman, so considerate over this arrangement that neither of you could control. he knows that he's lucky to be matched with a beauty as yourself, but he doesn't want to take advantage of the situation. yes, you've both created a bond but he would never want to abuse his power into thinking that you didn't have a choice regarding the intimacies in your relationship.

so of course it breaks his heart when he hears you crying, when you he hears you call yourself undesirable - because the man was trying his best all the while fighting against his instincts with every ounce of will he has. the way your voice breaks sits in his mind for the rest of the day, and eats him up from the inside out. he absolutely will not stand having his wife be so upset.

you've been sleeping in separate rooms since you started living together, so you're completely caught off guard when he asks you to join his bed for the night. you don't even want to move once your are tucked under the sheets, so painfully aware of his presence and your racing heart which only stills when you feel his palm gently reach for your waist.

"is alright if I move closer?" he asks, and you shift onto your side to face him completely, lips parting at how beautiful he looks with the moonlight bathing his skin and his golden locks tousled in front of his eyes. you swallow the lump in your throat and nod your head, feeling the mattress dip as he seals the gap.

you arch slightly feeling his hands roam just a little lower and rest on the small of your back, and he gives you an encouraging smile before whispering "you can touch me, it's alright". your hands mindlessly reach for his broad chest, placing them flat against the firm muscle and feeling the echo of his heartbeat reverberate against your palm.

shivers run right through you when he leans a little closer, his lips brushing along your bow as he places the tiniest kiss. "this is nice, isn't it?" he asks, firmly massaging your tailbone and making your thighs clench.

you tilt your chin up, tucked comfortably in place where your lips are only inches away from his neck. you nip at your bottom lip before leaning forward to return the kiss, allowing your mouth to linger just a few seconds longer and drawing out a hum from your husband who tightens his hold against your lower back.

"yeah," you breathe, "this feels really nice."

⥽ ask 💌

#dear god I love this idea #arranged marriages with nanami hit so different #you have me squealing and crying into my palms #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #peach and friends.🍑🧡#mail 💌#nanami thirst hours

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