#minx answers

[contentconsumer]

steve with no.19 from your prompt list?

prompt 19. “Don’t you dare start using big words to confuse me”

i hope you enjoy! you can find my prompt list here in case anyone else wanted to request :) also all the long words in here are real and took a lot of googling, gif not mine! <3

you loved your boyfriend. you loved him a lot. however, holy fuck did he get on your nerves sometimes. you were currently sat on the end of his bed while he stood in front of you rambling about something dustin did at family video today, you loved when he spoke about those kids, you thought it was sweet how much he cared for them and that was obvious by the way he spoke about them, fond and full of love (not that anyone could ever get him to admit that) but sometimes you felt you were second best to a bunch of just about teens. as steve continued you began to feel your eye twitch out of annoyance, you hadn’t seen the boy in 2 weeks due to bustling schedules yet here he was, before you. talking about some 15 year olds.

“and then- whats wrong?” steve picked up on your change in attitude immediately, trying not to upset him you smiled and replied “what? nothing” “y/n. your eye is twitching.” he deadpans, “so?” “so,” he sighs, “that means your annoyed-so why are you annoyed?” sometimes you hated how easily steve can read you but you decide to push past it and be honest, “look, i love you and i love the kids,” you start trying to soften the blow of your next words,” “but.” steve prompts staring at you with a rather confused expression, halted in his place on the carpet - “but i feel like sometimes you put the kids first and our relationship as one of your incomprehensibilities- i mean steve, i haven’t seen you for 2 weeks! dustin sees you almost everyday but you don’t think about that it’s like you don’t realise we’re in a relationship” you complain, whining slightly at your boyfriend, looking up at him through your lashes. steve can’t help but let out a breathy laugh, “incomprehensibilities? now don’t you dare start using big words to confuse me.” you giggle at him, “if this is how you felt, why didn’t you stop me from talking like 20 minutes ago?” you grab his hands to yank him ontop of you, letting him get comfortable on the bed, his legs hanging off slightly, “because” you mumble, “i like hearing you speak especially about things you’re passionate about” you press a kiss to his nose.

“but can we please put the movie on now?” you raise an eyebrow, steve raises his head off of your chest to look you in the eyes, “as long as you stop saying stupidly long words to me” you run your hands through his hair, playing with the curled ends and moving it off his face, “hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia” you quip, he pressing his body up off of yours to reach for the movie thats placed on his bedside table, “okay,” he waves, “now you’re just making it up.” you laugh, “it’s the fear of long words - hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia” you repeat, “hippopotomo-whatever” he huffs, “you wanna watch this?” he lifts the vhs tape into the air, “then you’re gonna stop doing whatever” he waves his hands over your body, “that is, and instead you’re gonna cuddle your boyfriend and speak in normal english, deal?” “deal” you smile. 

#steve x reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington one shot #x reader #stranger things ship #stranger things x reader #stranger things #stranger things masterlist #stranger things imagine #stranger #things #contentconsumer #minx answers

[ramp-it-up]

All These Things and More

Paring: Ransom Drysdale x Reader (Minx)

Part of the Minx Series

Word Count: 2.8 K

Summary: Ransom is a dad now, but you’re neglecting Daddy

Warnings: 18+ As always, MINORS DNI, SMUT, RPF. Not Beta’d. All mistakes my own. Cute little baby vibes, Ransom as a soft dad, Minx as a good mom, a little bit of angst, going overboard for the holidays, pining. Lactation kink, breast play, oral sex (m receiving), degradation kink, allusion to fingering, female receiving oral, creampie, edging, overstimulation, and anal.

A/N: This is for #DJ’sAllIWant4KChristmas and based on this ask. This is a companion piece to Coercion and Marshmallow World.

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Ransom rolled over into a pile of pink cuteness.

You were dead asleep in your custom pink chiffon nursing nightgown, and his daughter, dressed in a flowery pink footed sleeper, had wiggled out of your arms and was sitting up, staring at him with the biggest, prettiest eyes he’d ever seen.

Ransom frowned when he realized that you must have gotten up to get her from the nursery in the middle of the night instead of waking him. He’d told you about getting your rest. But Golden was going through a growth spurt and had taken to waking up in the middle of the night after a few months of sleeping through. 

Ransom’s frown melted as his daughter smiled and laughed at him, waving cutely. Another woman had his heart now and her puff of blonde curly hair and light brown skin made her the most beautiful baby in the world, he thought.

Especially since he thought she looked just like you.

“Hey Goldennnn.”

He reached out for her and drew her onto his chest.

“How’s Daddy’s little girl this mornin’?’”

Ransom whispered his Boston drawl to his daughter, careful not to wake you up. It was only 5:30 AM.

“Bbbbbbbbbbbbb… DaDaDaDaDa.”

Even though she was blowing bubbles and climbing on his face, Ransom’s heart beat out of his chest at his daughter’s address.

“That’s right. Dada!” 

Ransom whispered excitedly. He smiled at her and decided she needed some new diamond earrings, the ones in her ears were too small. As he lifted her, he also decided that she needed to be changed.

Ransom looked over to you to make sure you were still sleeping, then, he eased out of the bed and managed to get her down the hall to her nursery to change her diaper and sit down in the rocker after warming a bottle of breastmilk that you kept in the mini fridge in her room. 

Ransom was the only one who could get her to take a bottle, otherwise, you breastfed her exclusively, with a few baby foods, even at 8 months old. 

Golden got sleepy right away after taking most of the warm bottle, and Ransom cleaned her lips with the burp cloth and gazed at her sleeping face for a while, before putting her on his chest and daydreaming of your wedding the previous year. 

You got the big June wedding of your dreams, despite Ransom wanting to elope. And it was outside, which really sucked because his fucking allergies made Ransom tear up just as you were walking down the aisle.

Your insipid little friends were always talking about how star studded the wedding was, but all Ransom remembered was you in your stunning dress and the adventure of making love to his wife that night.

You had him sex starved after depriving him for a month, and let’s just say that he’d had to pay off some of the hotel staff. You probably got pregnant that night, as much cum as there was everywhere.

Ransom was awakened by a flash going off because you were snapping pictures.

“Sorry Ran.”

You whispered and grinned at your man. He was such a good father. And you knew he loved you, he even told you so when he felt especially secure. Usually after you let him do everything that he (and you) wanted in bed. 

Ransom rubbed his eyes and stood up to gently put Golden in her crib. He watched her for a minute and then walked over to you.

“I told you about that, Minx.”

“But you look so cute when you’re being Golden’s dad. Makes me want you more, Daddy.”

You pouted up at him and his heart melted. He loved him some you, especially since you’d become his wife and mother to his child. But he tried to look tough, which only seemed to make you light up more.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, Minx.”

Ransom bent down and hauled you up over his shoulder, giving your ass a slap as you giggled your way down the hall.

“I swear, If you wake her up….”

He deposited you on the bed as you let down the straps of your nightgown.

“I appreciate you feeding her, but what am I gonna do with all this milk now? I’m so uncomfortable. Need some relief Ran, baby…”

You looked up at him with those huge doe eyes and those huge, full tits, and his dick got hard.

Ransom always loved your tits, but they were huge with weight right now and pointing right at him.

He was super excited to help out, but he rolled his eyes to feign disinterest.

“Shit. I have to do everything around here. Have to be the Nanny, have to be the breast pump.”

You started to cover up, knowing this game too well.

“Sorry, Ran.”

Ransom saw your pout, sighed and climbed into bed with you, reaching for you and pulling you near.

“Come over here, Minx.” 

The look on Ransom’s face betrayed his need as he reached for you. You smiled at him, ready to enjoy a morning in his arms. Your eyes rolled back into your head as he started to relieve you with those lips of his, and his hands, oh his hands, they relieved you in other ways.

After Ransom put you to sleep and had a quick shower, Golden woke up and Ransom hurried into her room.

A father’s work was never done.

That was the week before Thanksgiving, over a month ago, and it was the last time he felt you had time for him. Your first Christmas together as a married couple, you were six months pregnant, and the Holidays were spent with Ransom cussing out his family and friends who accused you of trying to trap him with a baby.

“Fucking idiot, can you fucking count?” Was his favorite refrain.

Ransom didn’t tell them that you didn’t trap them with this baby, you’d blackmailed him into a relationship using  a recording of him blackmailing you with revenge porn months before the wedding. 

You two also spent the Holidays eating and lazily fucking every night, morning, and any other time you got your greedy little hands on his dick. He was in heaven, the center of your little newlywed world.

This holiday season had been both the best, and the worst, for Ransom. It was going to be Golden’s first Christmas, and, as a true Thrombey woman (you included) she was fascinated with shiny things.

His little girl had his eyes and your smile and brown skin, causing everyone to stop and stare who saw her. An added bonus was that when she was born, his parents stopped being such assholes, because Golden had everyone wrapped around her teeny tiny little finger. 

This Christmas, you were a woman possessed. Well, more than usual.

The second Thanksgiving was over, because Ransom would not permit it before then, you went into full Golden’s First Christmas mode.

Friday morning, Ransom rolled over and both you and Golden were gone. The bed was empty, and cold.

Nanny number one, Lina, had Golden and was bottle feeding her in her room. Ransom was livid.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Ransom made the poor woman jump, but she managed a smile anyway.

“Oh, Mr. Hugh. Mrs. Drysdale said that you would be thrilled that someone else could feed the baby. Surprise.”

Ransom was boiling mad on the inside.

“It’s Ransom. Mr. Drysdale to you, Lina,” Ransom spat as he watched his baby girl giggle in Lina’s arms. 

She pulled off the bottle to say, “Dadadadada,” as if admonishing him. He leaned over, rubbed her hair and kissed her forehead, noting her sleepy eyes.

“Make sure that you burp her before you put her down.”

Ransom put on his robe and slippers over his silk pajamas and padded downstairs, expecting to find you there. What he did find was the chef, Angie, in the kitchen and a note from you.

You had gone shopping with Linda, of all people. Ransom was left alone. So he moped around the house in between playing with Golden all day until you got home, loaded down with tons of Christmas decorations.

He was surly at the dinner table while you rattled off your holiday plans, but you didn’t notice, or didn’t care, and by the time Ransom was ready for you to make it up to him, he found you and Golden knocked out in the bed.

It was this way for a month. Shopping, deliveries and installation of lights, trees, decorations, parties and playdates, everything that you thought Golden would love. But no nookie for Daddy. And you even had the nerve to begin to wean Golden, which meant your milk supply was getting low.

Ransom was someone even the Grinch would think would need to lighten up.

And the presents. 

The entire first level was filled with presents for Golden. Ransom bought out FAO Schwarz for her. And the diamond district in New York was well compensated for dealing with Ransom on his search for the most flawless matching Mommy/Daughter diamonds.

But for some inexplicable reason, he missed you.

You were with him every night, next to him in bed, but he didn’t have your attention. It was bad enough that you spent so much time on the baby, but that was only right. You were his soul mate. Even though he’d loved you madly, when you became mother to his child, it seems he loved you more.

But now, you were obsessed with being Mrs. Claus, not Mrs. Drysdale. And that pissed Ransom off. Big time.

Ransom was still a grumpy bug when the families gathered on Christmas Eve for dinner and stayed over on Christmas morning to watch Golden “open” her presents.

He wasn’t telling people to eat shit, but you knew he was unsettled. But you didn’t know that he had a plan.

On Christmas night, after Golden was in bed, Ransom switched off the Christmas carols that had been piped throughout the house.

You went up to him, full of mirth and quipped, “My house, my rules, the Christmas music stays on.”

Ransom rolled his eyes and didn’t laugh, clearly done with being in the Christmas spirit.

“What’s wrong, Ran?”

“Nothing. Just got to get away from this nonsense. I’m leaving.”

Panic filled you. You thought he finally had enough.

“But Ransom, why? Will you leave me and Golden?”

“Oh shut up Minx, I’d never leave Golden. And you’re coming with me. Pack a bag.”

You were filled with relief, but you wouldn’t be you if you didn’t push back.

“Where are we going, Ransom? I can’t just…”

“You can, and you will. Golden had a great Christmas. She hardly knew what was going on, but she loved it. Now it’s my turn.”

You loved it when Ransom pouted and was needy, but you tried to reason with him.

“How long will we be gone Ran….?”

“Am I your husband?”

Ransom yelled at you. For the first time since Golden was born.

You were shook; Ransom was really emotional.

“Of course, but…”

“But nothing. Your mother is here, she’d be thrilled to fight Linda for the privilege to watch Golden. And you’ve almost weaned her. It’s perfect. You need to spend some time attending to your wifely duties. Which means you pay attention to me.”

Ransom wasn’t yelling anymore, but he was still adamant.

You fought the urge to laugh at Ransom because he had a point. You’d virtually ignored him. You decided to go with the flow.

“Well, what do I need to pack? Is it cold wherever we’re going?”

“I’m sure it is. Just pack enough for a day or two. We’ll go shopping when we get there, that is if you’re not too much of a cockslut and can have me not filling all your holes for a couple of hours…”

You shivered at the delicious promise. And you were ready to go right now. You reached for his pants. Ransom pushed you away.

“Save it, we’ve got to leave in an hour. Be ready.”

Ransom walked into his closet and left you reeling. 

You met Ransom in the car in 56 minutes, only packing three Hermes bags to take along. You were shifting in your seat, wet already, wondering what adventures awaited you ahead.

Ransom spared you a cursory glance, but was silent most of the way.

“Stop squirming, it’s annoying,” was the only thing he said to you.

But you looked down and noticed that he was tapping his finger on his thigh. And that his pants were very tight around his crotch area. It was then that you realized that you missed him as much as he missed you.

“Sorry Ran, It’s just that I don’t have any panties on, and this sweater dress feels kinda good…”

You crossed and uncrossed your legs, capturing Ransom’s eyes which went from the supple leather of your brown boots, up the hem of your dress that matched the sweater that he had on. You could see him gulp and lick his lips. He shifted and then replied.

“I don’t give a fuck, calm your ass down and stop moving.”

“Yes, Ran.”

The look that you gave him, coupled with the faux show of submission had him almost feral. He leaned forward and banged on the partition.

“Speed it up, asshole!”

You smirked in your seat as Ransom tried to spur the driver on.

“You seem tense, Ran. Anything I can do to help.”

You put your hand on his knee.

“You should do something, since you got me all wound up. Didn’t want to jack off and spill my seed down the shower. Since we got married, you said it would only be used to fill you up.”

You rubbed his thigh.

“I’m sorry, Ransom. Can.. can you let me swallow it down my throat?”

Ransom didn’t respond, although you were squeezing his dick through his pants. You took that as a yes and got down between his legs, unzipping him and bring out his large dick.

Ransom looked down on you and placed one hand on your head and the other found your nipple through the dress. You weren’t wearing a bra either.

You spit on his dick and started pumping him, licking your lips as he stared you down.

“No underwear at all. Just live to get fucked. You’re my little whore, aren’t you? You still love to be a freak. Suck my dick, Minx. Not too sloppy now.”

Ransom leaned back and thrust his bobbing and weaving dick up at you as your pussy wept and your mouth watered.

“Yes, Daddy.”

You nodded and opened your mouth, deep throating him, red lipstick leaving marks on his throbbing member as you slowly pulled off.

“Fuck, Minx.”

You bobbed on his cock, choking and coughing and spluttering, while managing to keep everything neat and playing with his balls. 

“So, so, so, good with that hot little slut mouth, Minx. Fuck! Take it all.”

You loudly gulped as he came, causing him to pulse extra spend down your throat. 

“Thank you for the fluff, Daddy.”

Ransom just grunted and zipped up as the car pulled down the road to the airstrip where the Thrombey Gulfstream was parked.

You turned to him with glee, clapping your hands.

“A flight? Where are we going?”

“Paris. Now get your ass on that plane.”

“Yay! Thank you Daddy.”

You kissed his cheek and got out of the car when the driver opened the door, ready to fly, while Ransom watched you with a warm feeling and rubbing his cheek. Damn, he was whipped.

After you boarded the plan, and toasted with champagne, Ransom told you of the plan to stay in that one hotel you loved from your honeymoon. The one with the view of the Eiffel Tower and the excellent room service.

“That’s great Ran. Because you’re right, you’re not gonna want to leave this pussy alone.”

Ransom’s eyes changed as you go up to enter the private bedroom on the plane. When he joined you in the room that was filled with a king sized bed, he found you sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned back, legs open.

Ransom pushed a few buttons on the keypad by the door to the bedroom cabin, and up popped a view of you sitting on the bed, displayed on the television above the door. Your eyes watched the monitor as Ransom stood before you and pushed you back down on the bed.

Ransom took your boots off, then pushed the dress up your body with his huge, warm hands, skimming your thighs up to your breasts. He pulled the garment off of you, then grabbed your hair for a searing kiss while he roughly groped and pinched your nipple. 

You moaned at the delicious pain and at his passion, trying to tear his clothes off faster than he could disrobe as he went back down your body.

“Gonna make you cum until you beg me to stop, and then I’m gonna fuck this weeping cunt, filling you to the brim with my cum, Minx. Then I’m gonna take that ass. And if we have time on this seven hour flight, we’ll do it all over again.”

“Yes, Ransom.” 

You pulled his hair as you watched him eat you out in high definition on the monitor, then flicked your eyes over to the camera to make sure the red light was on.

“All these things and more…”

You know what I’m gonna say…reblog? Please!

Read the next part: You Up?

#ask dj #dj answers #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x black!reader #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drydale x you #ransom drysdale smut #chris evans #chris evans smut #ransom drysdale imagine #chris evans imagine #Ransom and Minx #dj’salliwant4kchristmas22

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

#i needed a moment alone with those little slutty hip thrusts #so i thought i might as well gif it #am i giffing too much? #should i be writing? #is alex turner a harlot and a floozy? #the answer to all of those questions is yes #GOD #he's like a little demon #all he's missing is the devil horns #or bunny ears #either would look great #such a little little minx #alex turner #tlsp #the last shadow puppets #flow festival 2016 #miracle aligner

[tswwwit]

I think bill has a medium sized fanbase on the internet, like come on. A zesty handsome demon who has committed unspeakable crimes?... 5690 fanpages. immediately.

Anyways so, I think some people would argue which mortal bill had the most chemistry with, like

@.rotten2core: can we all agree that BC and his first mortal were definitely in love, look at how he's looking at 1 in that one clip

↪️@.hrts4ciphr: let's be fr for a second, they were just friends 💀 not to mention that 1 is just a random human, now 6. He was definitely simping for that guy, he has potential for magic an...(see more)

↪️↪️@.pwrflwr: WHAT. Dude, if I had to rank the stars based on how horny bill is for them 6 would be in the BOTTOM, even 4 gets more looks than 6. Op was right he had the most chemistry with 1.

↪️@.billcipherslefttoe: what are you guys on lol he makes those love eyes to every mortal he had

↪️↪️@.demoanologasm: demons don't experience love like humans do lol. He doesn't love any of them. They're just tools for him to use

↪️↪️↪️@.daddycphr: girl what?? Okay let's just ignore that one time 8 made a deal with billc to save a burning building in exchange for and I quote "another french kiss, like last time"

↪️↪️↪️↪️@.demoanologasm:well some demons get energy from intimate acts...(see more)

↪️@.bigdipconst: okay were just gonna ignore how all of the stars would, atleast once, wear MATCHING WEDDING BANDS WITH BILL??

↪️↪️@.demoanologasm: actually, that was a magical ring. Not to mention in demonic culture marriages usually is with a being that is equal with them. Bill probably just gifted it to them as some sort of tradition

↪️↪️↪️@.bigdipconst: tradition?? Yeah tradition of MARRIAGE.😭

↪️↪️↪️@.billcipherslefttoe:erm ackshually, that wash a *snort* magical ring👆🤓

↪️↪️↪️↪️@demoanologasm: do you just resort to mocking if someone disagrees with you?

Okay this may be too much (　-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷄◞ω◟-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷅ ) sorry, I have a lot of these internet in familiar au in my notes, with long internet convos

👍👍

#answers #I enjoy this ngl #Of COURSE there would be shipping arguments and discourse #I am deeply amused by the one insisting it's platonic because ofc someone would do that #If one of the re!Dippers asks which one was Bill's favorite mortal #He'd go obviously the first one!! Boy what a feisty little minx #See it's romantic because technically ALL of them are the first one!! Bill is so clever and suave #This does not go over as well as he anticipates it would with the Dipper in question

[rakiah]

Your cat twins are so cute! They could steal my wallet and I’d thank them! Kinda curious what their relationship with Riddle is like tho.

They'll gladly do, thanks! (´⊙ω⊙`)

(I’m adding this ask about Chenya too because it’ll be relevant. Also yes. Good little meow meows <3)

So about Riddle… Let’s say the less he sees them, the better he is. They’re on good terms, Vil told them to behave with Riddle so they do behave. They like him! He’s fun in his own way! But, and especially if Chenya hangs around in the vicinity, Riddle may have some ptsd about his life being pestered by weird cats. Chenya was enough. Now, there are weird twin cats in the NRC. At least, they’re not in his dorm.

Then yes, they’re pure chaos with Chenya. Thanks to their Unique Magic mostly. One twin’s UM is « I only speak the truth » allowing him to tell something to someone and they will believe it (that magic saved them A LOT in their youth and also turned them into those cheeky monsters) and the other twin’s UM is « I only show the truth » allowing him to make someone see him as he wants.

So yes. Pure chaos.

Little meow meows everywhere Riddle.

#twisted wonderland #The Pomefiore Siameses #Akanda Siam #Akedya Siam #riddle rosehearts #Chenya #thanks again for the love on those terrible minxes x3 #irl life is quite a mess now so I’m chuffed to see all those asks <3333 #also proud of me being able to finally answer #I’m so slow #[sob] #but be strong riddle #you’re not their fav prey so you’re safe #until Chenya pops

[kbspangler]

Hop in the webcomicsmobile, it's time to ask very important questions!

At A Girl and Her Fed, the gang is leaving a lot on the table, tbh. I mean, the "Are you a god?" question should be asked, at minimum.

At Side Quested...How? What? Why? Where? And most especially, when?

(click through for some really incredible facial expressions, too!)

#agahf #side quested #webcomic #webcomics #comic #comics #indie comics #maybe there's no need to ask “Are you a god?” #They already know the answer is “Yes” #nimble little minx

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🎁🧠🎯 :]

🎁 If you could give any of the ensemble cats a song, who would it be? What would it be about?

I would give Alonzo his own song! I made a post about it before, here

🧠 Share a headcanon/theory about the show that you like!

So many, but I really love all the hcs about the mating bond :) and the pas de deux. Also any and all headcanons about the Everlasting Cat and how religion works, I've honestly thougt so much about how the whole thing works and it's such an interesting thing to think about. For example, cats are reborn nine times and then just kinda. i dont actually know what happened after that lmao. bad example. also cryptid!misto <3. He be immortal and meeting the reincarnations of cats. and magical. speaking of magic, another of my fave hcs is that all jellicles have magic aside from their terpsichorean powers. like, there are big flashy, obvious magicks like those of misto/mac and the implied magicks of cori/tanto/jem but i also like the idea of subtle magic. i used this example in mistocord before, but skimble's magic being that he knows exactly when the midnight mail will leave and that he can predict which passengers will travel on the train again.

i also touch on the subtle magicks hc at the end of this ficlet

🎯 What's a common headcanon/theory/interpretation that you don't prescribe to?

Griz as Munk and Tugger's mom/Deut's mate. I prefer her as Bomba and Deme (and occasionally Vic)'s mother instead :3

I don't hate it though, and I have enjoyed content about this hc when I've seen it

#thanks for the ask! #mean like a minx and lean like a lynx #asked and answered #cats the musical #jellicle cats

[cherryxblossxms]

For the ABC list: D, G, H for Isaac (I am interested in your opinion!), and R, V, X for Arthur!

You got it 💜 I tend to make Isaac really vanilla so I hope his are ok 😬

[Mostly gender neutral but kinda fem-geared in spots]

Isaac

D for Dirty (How do they dirty talk? What do they say?)

Isaac is a tease, despite his innocent-seeming appearance. When he's really in a good mood, he likes to make you beg for things in bed. He's not quite as hard-core about it as a couple of the other residents (looking at Arthur and Theo...), and he won't punish you or be mean if you truly don't want to comply, but it definitely surprises you at first just how dirty some of the things he says are. Asking you things like "where do you want me to touch you?", "Does it feel good when I do *this*?", "How much do you want me?", etc. It's one of the few times his confidence really comes forth, and you can see that hidden wolf inside, especially in that sweet yet sexy smile he gives you.

G for Graceful (What is the weirdest position they’ve tried?)

I don't see Isaac as super experimental with positions, he's perfectly fine with the traditional/common positions during normal sex, but he's happy to try new ones if you're interested in something. One that was both hot but very weird was the spider (pictured below; definitely not brought up by Arthur). He was bright red the entire time, as the position gave him a very clear view of what was going on and how you were connected. Admittedly, the dirtiness of the position really turned him on. But it ultimately didn't last long before he finally caved and opted to change to something else less embarrassing. But what he won't tell you is that he secretly really enjoyed it 😏

H for Hands (What do they do with their hands during sex?)

Isaac is such a sweetheart, so if he's feeling particularly romantic or soft, he's entwining his fingers in yours during sex. He just loves feeling the connection between you two, palms pressed together, sharing your warmth. Sometimes he's brushing your hair back if it falls in your face, cupping your cheek, or holding you around the waist.

He also tends to trail his fingers along your collarbone, or the side of your neck before he bites you, and if his stamina starts to fail him or he wants to tease you a little, you'll find his fingers busying themselves between your legs, he always makes sure your pleasure and satisfaction comes first.

Arthur

R for Role Play (What is their role-playing fantasy?)

I think Arthur is pretty cheesy in his role play. A scenario he'd really enjoy would be where one of you is a detective or cop, and the other is pretending to be a thief that gets caught stealing something. You two then have the option of doling out punishment for their crimes. Or, perhaps one of you could make a very convincing deal with some... incentive to convince them to let it off the hook. Handcuffs are mandatory.

I think he'd also enjoy scenarios where you two pretend to be strangers, meeting in a bar for the first time. Maybe he'll wait and let someone else approach you first (so long as his jealousy stays in check lol), and then swoop in to sweep you off your feet. He'll pull his best one-liners and bedroom eyes you've ever seen.

V for Voyeur (What do they like to watch their partner do?)

Arthur definitely enjoys the foreplay part of sex, so I think he'd enjoy watching you strip for him, especially if you two make it a game. Just the slow, sensual reveal of your skin to his eyes, until you're completed bared (or as bared as you'd wanted to be, such as in lingerie, etc). You're a feast for his eyes and he's always starving.

(I feel like I mention this one a lot lol but) Arthur would love to watch you pleasure yourself, especially if it's with toys/something other than your hands. Grinding against his thigh, dry humping a pillow, or even just watching you ride him and use him to get off.

X for X-Rated (What kind of porn do they watch or read?)

I think he enjoys both written and visual smut, being an author. If he had access to the fanfics of today, I think he'd have the time of his life. I stand by my point that he's a cheesy lover, and he really enjoys those steamy romance books intended for middle aged moms 🤭 And in general, just fantasy porn would be enjoyable; I can't see him being super particular in regards to specific topics, although he's going to prefer sweeter, more sensual porn.

In terms of watching porn, I'd have to say he's probably into porn with milfs/dilfs, and also femdom. Sorry not sorry. He's big into ensuring his lover feels attractive and desirable, no matter their ages or looks, and he loves allowing his partner to use him for their pleasure. The most important thing in the experience is that you are having fun and enjoying yourself, and if that means you're in charge, he's totally ok with that. He's also big into the homemade porn as well, and if we're talking modern AU, he is definitely making some with you (if you're OK with it, of course).

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[itgirlgyu]

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[sailor-aviator]

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[banggyu0308]

i'm just gonna... @cherrypeaking @1004tyun

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no, i did not notice his arms first. nope

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beomgyu in a headband- i have a pic like that saved 🤭

NAH CAUSE WHATEVER PERFORMANCE THAT WAS (i can never remember if it was MAMA or MMA-) HE LOOKED SO HOT IT INSPIRED A SCENE IN A FF IM WRITING- plus when he lit the rose on fire at the concert he looked SO FUCKING FINE. I GOT TO SEE IT LIVEEEE

okay but taehyun in that fit is one of my favs :((( the styling for that performance was peak.

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[contentconsumer]

a second chance (ii)

a/n: part 2! sorry it’s not very long but i’m still tryna get the dynamic flowing but overwhelmed steve and comedic dialogue have my heart.

word count: 2.6k(ish)

requested?:  no but requests are open and my prompt list can be found here

pairing: steve harrington x f!reader

warnings?: nosebleed? jason? 

read part one here

The day had finally arrived. Jason, alongside his jock friends, entered during the middle of your shift meaning you didn’t waste any time in calling Steve at Family Video to come visit, to ‘keep an eye on them.’ you said.

As Steve walked across the retail park to the diner you worked at, his mind moved 1000mph. He had spent the past week trying out different apologies to Robin, each ending with an elaborate way to ask you out but they all got the same response from his best friend, “Ew no. You can’t say that she’ll probably hate you more creep.” Therefore, even as he speedwalked over, he still had nothing, no flirty pick up line, no useful complement, nothing. It was like his mind went blank when it came to you. He snapped out of his thoughts as the sound of the bell on the door rang and you were alerted of his presence. He found himself with his jaw slack, previously when he visited you were sporting your own clothes on top of your uniform but now seeing you in a slightly baggy black polo, a apron hung lazily off your hips and jeans that were just tight enough that his mind yet again pulled a blank. “Hey Harrington” You nod a small smirk shooting towards the flustered boy, before he had time to respond you nodded towards a seat that was close to the bar. 

He pulled it out and sat down still watching you, “You gonna uh say anything?” You question, “Yeah,” He sighs, “All good?” Worry begins to lace his features as he glances around the shop floor, eyes settling on the Hawkins Tigers who were staring straight back at the pair of you. You nod, “Just stay here alright?” You move from where you were previously standing and begin to wander around, taking orders and chatting to regulars, Steve can’t help but admire you, as he twists the straw around his now empty milkshake. Steve is pulled out of his trance when a girl, Sandra, he remembers going to school with - she was in his history class, pulls out the chair next to him. “Hey Steve, long time no see! How are you?” Steve realises he hasn’t answered once Sandra furrows her eyebrows, “Oh! Yeah good, and yourself?”

5 minutes, he swears he took his eyes off of you for 5 minutes and now you’ve disappeared. He abruptly and probably rudely ended his conversion with Sandra, cursing at himself for getting caught up in his previous conversation. He pushes the doors to the back of the shop leaning all his weight against it, his eyes search wildly for you but his breath dies in his throat at the scene before him - Jason had you cornered, a clear sneer on his face as he attempted to say things he presumed would get under your skin. Steve begins to walk towards the pair of you but before he can open his mouth, you answer “Now I always thought you were stupid, but this?” You gestures between the pair of you, “Is just fucking ridicoulus, I don’t know what the hell you think you’re gonna get out of me but I am not 1. telling you where Eddie is or 2. telling you why Chrissy was with him?” Jason takes a step closer, you don’t back away, Steve feels overwhelmed but also steps closer, “Look,” Jason seeths, “I don’t know what is going on between you and Munson but for your own safety I really suggest you put it beside you. And tell me where he is.” A loud scoff escapes your lips, “You don’t know why she was there do you?” Jason’s expression tells you all you need to know, “Oh my god, I’m so glad I don’t get to miss this. You’re little girlfriend, who by the way was struggling with something way bigger than your tiny pea brain to begin to understand. Was.” You poke the basketballer so hard in the chest he winces and falls back a step, “There.” poke, “To.” poke, “Buy” poke, “Drugs.” You smile eerily, scaring Steve as well as Jason, the latter runs his hands through his hair, “No she would neve-” “Oh give it a rest! You don’t know the next thing about her! Hell, Eddie and I only knew her for a few weeks and we still understood her better than you! Now leave me the hell alone, I don’t have time for this,” You firmly place your hands on his shoulder before driving your knee in between his legs, he lets out a shriek of pain before falling to the floor. You smirk and turn, finally facing an awestruck Steve. “See?” You walk past, “I told you I had it.” Steve smiles, “Then why did you want me here?” He follows after you back into the diner. “Because why would I miss out on spending quality time with you.” You tease, dramatically holding the door open for him. “But,” He blushes deeply, “You hate me.” “I never- actually I did say that yeah, did I make it that obvious?” “Honestly,” Steve swings his legs over the stool again, “I had no clue,” He laughs slightly, “Not until Robin reminded me.” “Ah shucks,” You shrug, “I’m that forgettable huh?” “No! No! I didn’t mean it like that!” “Well that’s how it sounded, Harrington.” Something about the way you said his last name made butterflies spread through his stomach.

You two spent the next hour making idle chit chat between you serving customers, a lot of them knew you from visiting everyday but now they speak to you with a bit more of an edge, understanding you were friends with the suspected town killer. They were used to seeing him half sat half laid across a booth chatting away to you, you frown slightly at the memories but understand the situation from an outsider perspective. Instead you decided to throw yourself into a small conversation with Steve, trying not to laugh at his jokes as you had to keep reminding yourself - you hated him. You didn’t realise how much time had passed until the store phone began to ring, you picked it up - customer service greeting at the ready only to be met with Robin’s rambles, “Hey Y/N is that you? Are you okay? Did Jason get you? Did he get Steve? Oh my god I can’t work here without Steve I’ll die of boredom, please tell me Steve is okay? He said he would be back in an hour but now it’s been 2 and he still hasn’t shown up and I-” You smile at the girl's protectiveness, “Robin,” but she doesn’t stop mumbling, “ROBIN!” This makes Steve turn in his place, “He’s fine, he’s here with me. We are both fine.” “Then what have you been doing for the last two hours?” “Talking.” “Talking? I thought you hated him, what do you have to talk about?” “I did hate him, I’m still not particularly fond but he’s not too bad. At least, anymore.” You mumble slightly, embarrassed Steve might overhear your confession, Robin lets out a low whistle, “Not too bad huh? I’ll have to keep an eye on you two.” “Can it. I’m sending your beloved colleague back to you now, so you can stop worrying and STOP calling.” You laugh before placing the phone back on the wall. “Robin then?” Steve calls, pulling your attention back to him, “Yeah,” You smile, “She wants you back, to the store I mean not like-” you panic, “I mean I wasn’t implying but-” “Y/N” Steve raises his eyebrows, “She wants me back to work. I get it.” He turns for the door. As he reaches the handle, he calls back “Please don’t imply anything - you would be wrong.” You shake your head, heart thudding against your chest, wondering why Steve Harrington had made you crumble into a stuttering mess. This wasn’t you. You take a deep breath with a promise to pull yourself together before turning back to the rest of your shift. 

The last time Steve saw you was that Saturday, it was now Monday and he can’t help but think about you, but as usual he is distracted by the group of kids who stand in front of him. He sighs, staring at the group of young teens in front of him, “No-” He starts, “There is no way I am driving all you lardasses to some random comic book shop 40 miles away just because you heard it was cooler than the one here.” Steve goes to continue before he is cut off by Dustin, “Please man, it would help us take our minds of the truamatising murders here in Hawkins, and-” “Dustin shut up. You’re not traumatised.” Your voice cuts through the video store, causing the gang to jump in surprise, all apart from Max who had spotted your motorcycle as you were pulling up, “Ew what happened to your face?” The redhead cringes, nose scrunching in disgust at the sight before you. You couldn’t argue - you had looked better. The sight of you with blood pouring from your nose and between your lips made all the teens in front of you panic, they began bombarding you with questions, asking if you’re okay, if Vecna got to you, if Jason got to you. You hush them all with a wave of your hand, before wiping the back of it across your bloodied face, “Thank you Max, I’m good just uh hit my head on the front of my visor going over a speedbump.” You mumble, quite embarrassed, because you’re not even fully sure how your injury came about. “That’s a lot of blood for just hitting your head.” Lucas states, “I have a loose blood vessel in my nose from getting hit in the face by a locker.” You try to explain, gritting your teeth, “In junior year.” It doesn’t take long for Steve’s eyes to widen. His body shudders at the memory of him swinging his locker door open in the midst of a conversation with Nancy, and smacking someone straight in the nose with it. If he was honest, at the time he didn’t even notice who was standing there but you had just made it clear. “Fuck-” The group turns to him. “It was you. Shit I’m sorry about that.” “YOU HIT HER IN THE FACE WITH YOUR LOCKER?” Dustin screeches. “I didn’t mean to- '' Steve tries to interject, “it just happened. It was an accident.” He turns his gaze to you, “I’m sorry Y/N.” A small smile plays on your lips, “Don’t worry about it Harrington, I’ve had worse but could I please get a tissue?” “Of-of course” He stutters slightly, rushing into the break room to grab you some rough tissue. Launching himself back over the counter Steve takes large strides to meet you on the shop floor, you go to take the tissue from him but before your hands meet his he’s already holding the paper towel to your nose, mumbling about tilting your head back. 

A small blush spread over your cheeks, missed by most - but not all before you take the tissue out of Steve’s hand and stumble out a ‘I got it thanks.” “So, other than the nosebleed what brings you to Family Video?” Steve questions, still stood uncomfortably close to you, “What? I can’t come see my favourite employee?” You say, making Steve raise his eyebrows until you step pass him and up to Robin at the counter, “You got it?” You start a conversation with your friend, who looks up, meeting your gaze before flicking her eyes to the now red tissue stuffed up your nostril, “Yeah, I got it-but I’m not giving it to you unless you promise not to bleed all over it. Honestly, Keith will murder me if I return a tape with blood all over it.” Robin laughs, “I promise I won’t bleed all over it. Now gimme!” You reach over the counter, causing your feet to lift from the ground. The group of young teens just watch you, as you obviously snatch the tape Robin is trying to hold above your grasp. That is until Dustin decides to speak up, “Hey Y/N?” “Yeah?” You call back, still trying to reach the movie. “Do you like comics?” “Henderson, gimme a-” You grab the tape and let out a small ‘yay’ which makes Steve smile to himself, you turn. “Uh yeah I guess why?” “Because Steve here,” Dustin gestures to the larger boy next to him as if introducing him, “Won’t take us to the new comic book store! How unfair is that? Why don’t you come with us?” “Aw, Steve, why won’t you take your children to the comic book store?” You smile looking between the pair in front of you, “It’s 40 miles away.” Steve deadpans but can’t help but grin when he hears your laugh, “Damn Henderson, you got some nerve-40 miles? Man, shit hell no will I come. But have fun!” “We aren’t going.” Steve furrows his brows, “You see you say that,” You start backing away to the door, “But 20 bucks says you’ll go.” “Alright Y/L/N you’re on.” Steve challenges, you push the door open and stand in the doorway, pulling your motorcycle helmet on and nodding your head to push the sun visor over your eyes, “Later Harrington. I’ll be back on Wednesday to collect my money.” “Not on my watch.” Steve quips but you’re already gone.

“So we gonna talk about that?” Dustin interjects, minutes after you’d left, “Talking about what?” Steve questions breaking his gaze from the door to the boy who stood near him smiling, “You practically throwing yourself at Y/N.” “I did not!” “You kinda did.” Lucas butts in, “Sinclair, shut it.” “I mean he’s not wrong.” Robin’s head pops up from behind the counter, “You too Buckely.” Steve warns, but it’s in vain as Dustin pipes up again, “It was kind of embarrassing.” “I didn’t do anything!” Steve waves, “If you’re gonna try to make a move, you’ve gotta stop being so scared around her.” “Henderson, I do not need your advice on girls, especially ones who hate my guts.” “I would hate your guts too if you gave me nosebleeds.” “Sinclair, I thought I told you to shut it.” “I don’t think she hates you.” Max decides to pipe up, “Oh no, she does, she’s told me. Many times ‘fuck I hate that Steve Harrington kid’” Robin uses air quotes to do her best impression of you, but Max continues, “I mean she probably did but I don’t know if she still does I mean she was blushing when you gave her a paper towel.” “She wasn’t blushing,” Steve tries to redirect but can’t help the way his heart soars with the young girl's words, “Was she blushing?” He asks the group who all murmur “Not sure” or something similar apart from the redhead who shouts an esperacted “YES.” She continues, “I don’t know why though, you shouldn’t have a chance with her- she’s way cooler than you.” “Thank you Maxine.” Steve grits his teeth, “Hey!” Max tuts at the nickname. “I guess we will find out on Wednesday?” Lucas looks between his ex and Steve, “I guess we will.” Steve sighs lost in his blossoming feelings of fondness towards you.

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@killing1snature asked:  [intoxicated] - our muses, who are not in a relationship, are tipsy together and end up fooling around as a result﹙ maxine / rafe ﹚

“DAMN,  I  GOTTA  admit.  y’er  real  good  at  this.”  maxine  licked  her  glossed  lips  before  kissing  the  man  again,  leg  wrapping  around  his  midsection  for  friction.  she’d  only  been  in  town  for  a  little  white  visiting  a  friend  and  met  rafe  in  a  local  bar  last  week.  he’d  recognized  her  from  one  of  the  more  popular  porno  movies  she’d  starred  in,  and  they’d  been  fooling  around  ever  since.  he  couldn’t  get  enough  and  she  had  to  admit  –  it  was  a  nice  distraction.  maxine  pulled  back  slightly,  catching  another  glimpse  of  the  handgun  on  the  bedside  table,  and  trailed  nibbles  down  his  neck.  her  hand  moved  down  to  palm  his  cock  teasingly. 

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[kelin-is-writing]

SMOOCHES FOR THE BEST GIRL THAT MINX IS!!!! 😚💜

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[ashxxgyu]

You’re so very pretty! I hope that you know that! You also are pretty on the inside too though, your kind heart shines through the screen very brightly. Please never forget it <3

Byebye ❤️❤️

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This message made my day, thank you much 🥺 <3

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[nenchainzz]

Hello sweetheart 💕 I hope you're doing! I was wondering if I could at all possibly join your Christmas collab with one kindergarten teacher! Satrou Gojo x single mom! fem reader! It will be smut!

Hi hi Minx <33

I would love for you to join my collab <33 and your idea sounds sooo hot 😩 i am sooooo excited to read it <33

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