#more blushy ed!!!!!

[ahbogman]

healing hands❤️‍🩹

@503week

#suuuper late I know I know #but I’m officially caught up now ;-; #tryin something different with my coloring and i think i like it #also #more blushy ed!!!!! #look at these babies #fma #fmab #fullmetal alchemist #edwin #ed x winry #edwin week #503week #edward elric #winry rockbell

[courtmartialme]

some examples i can think of brotherhood crimes of doing riza(and royai) dirty in my opinion that's the absolute truth in the universe. consciously excluding stuff i think are minor but annoy me just as bad or else this post would be too exhausting:

being ugly in general

not including her time travel joke from when they learn that the elrics are kids and not adults on their way to recruiting them

not including the scene where roy meets her after she calls him when she meets barry the chopper and threatens to burn him out of jealousy

changing the dialogue after roy saves her from gluttony from:

to:

LIKE...... if brotherhood has the habit of cutting off scenes to make it shorter then WHY they would change this scene to become BIGGER AND WORSE. the dialogue in manga is a clear example of their trust and wordless care for each other. while in broho it's just ?????? roy being an asshole????? to his wife?????? whom he just left his post running for bc he sensed she was in danger???? whoever chose to change this dialogue. kill yourself

riza being nice to alphonse when they are at 3rd laboratory:

not including the only time in the whole series roy calls her by her first name only:

the WHOLE ishval arc. riza telling ed about ishval lasts a whole ass volume while it's barely an entire episode in anime like... hm.. for starters the way roy and riza meet again there is different. in manga she saves roy and hughes from a surprise attack, and only realizes it's roy when she sees him through the scope. then hughes tells roy that they brought a talented sniper from the academy and goes after her to thank her for saving them. in anime riza suddenly shows up to roy when he was talking to hughes and like... not necessarily a bad thing i guess but...... yeah.... also this whole conversation is cut off if i remember right.. among a lot of other things LOL i hate how ishval arc is played down in BH

riza being funny and cute not being included again

this scene when they reach 3rd lab again in promised day and roy jokes about wanting to see her honest tears again and riza replies saying water makes him useless BUT in manga she's all cute and blushy while in anime they make her be all # girlbaws about it because that's all brotherhood riza is about lmao they took away her moeness...crime

in manga, after roy gives up killing envy upon realizing it would lead to riza shooting him then killing herself, it shows him lowering her gun without the glove he previously had on. symbolizing that he lowered his weapon before he could lower hers. in anime he still has his gloves on

EDIT I FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT PANEL OF THEM ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RIZA BEING INSUBORDINATE AND A BRAT SHE'S SO CUTE THIS PANEL IS WHAT INSPIRED MY USERNAME... SHE'S SO CUTE...... brotherhood is so scared of letting riza be cute and moe because she would be too powerful if they let her

EDIT 222222 BECAUSE I WOKE UP IN COLD SWEAT AT REMEMBERING I FORGOT THIS TOO

roy visits madame christmas' bar looking down and she asks him why doesn't he and elizabeth go someplace fun... we all know who elizabeth is right... and he says miserably that another man took elizabeth away from him(referring to riza being kept hostage by bradley) and at that the other girl asks if that means she has a chance with him now. everyone knows that roy is so wifepilled he won't look any other way if riza is in the picture lmao also how embarrassing it is that even your mom knows you're fucking your subordinate

i'm convinced somebody at BH staff hated riza's ass because of how often riza and royai scenes are changed or ignored... i know it's common for anime adaptations to cut off moments from manga but for an anime that whole premise is to be The Better Adaptation, doing it so often makes it bad to me. if you repeatedly exclude scenes that tell more about the characters because they're "not relevant to the plot", eventually there will be no actual personality left, only characters that are plot props

THERE'S A LOT MORE i wanted to include but this is already long enough and i got tired LMFAO a lot of things(most not included) are non issues because are mostly about riza being a bit silly, or showing more expression than she does in anime in a scene that otherwise doesn't change anything. but they still annoy me because by repeatedly excluding and changing these moments add to the view people have of her being nagging and stoic, at an attempt to make her a cool flawless Good Woman Character. what for.

#tecotalk #fma #riza hawkeye #throwing in the tag because fuck it #not hiding anything under the cut everyone will be subjected to this

[coryosmin]

pervy best friend!coryo convincing innocent!reader that if he just puts the tip in she’ll still be a virgin and that as his best friend she really needs to help him because he’s just so hard :( (i imagine that reader is always touchy with him and maybe she’s sitting in his lap or something and he gets hard…)

nsfw | mdni | fem!reader

imagining that you are coryo’s best friend and you’ve always been so touchy feely with him because that’s what you thought was normal. you always cuddled with coryo, sitting on his lap, held his hand in public. in fact, everyone thought you and coryo were dating, not best friends. coryo didn’t mind that though. not at all.

you were always so innocent and adorable to him. you’ve never been touched by another man, always saying that you wanted to save yourself for someone you love. of course, you do know about sex. you had paid attention to your sex ed courses obviously. but even so, you’ve never seen a penis, never touched one, and coryo knew you only have kissed someone. you guys were each other’s first kisses after all.

you and coryo were sat on your couch, cuddling. you were sat on his lap, your knees on either side of coryo as you laid your head on his shoulder. his arms were wrapped around you, holding you closely as the two of you were just talking about minuscule things. you would move slightly, adjusting your position or whatever when you accidentally graze coriolanus’s crotch, causing him to inhale sharply and his cock to harden.

“oh!” you exclaimed, feeling his hard on pressing against you. “sorry about that,” you blushed.

coriolanus simply smirked. “well, darling, since you caused it, it’s only fair that you make it go away,” he exclaimed, looking up at you with his pretty blue eyes. “as that’s what best friends would do.”

your eyes widened at coryo’s words. “but i-i’ve never done that sort of thing, coryo,” you said, biting your lip. “i’m still a virgin.”

coriolanus’s heart melted as he looked at how blushy and nervous you were. unable to help it, he grinding against you a bit, causing you to gasp from the friction. “mm but you caused this,” he murmured. “you’d still be a virgin if i just stuck the tip in.” coryo brought his hand up to your face caressing your cheek.

you thought about it for a moment. his logic made sense. technically, she would still be a virgin if it’s just in a little bit and not a lot. coryo always knew best, right? hesitantly, you nodded your head. “okay,” you whispered.

coriolanus smiled. “yeah?”

“yeah.”

which then he unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out. you looked down at it, eyes widening at how big it was. you couldn’t help but feel aroused at the sight of your best friend’s cock. you licked your lips, moving up slightly to lift your dress up and push your panties to the side.

coriolanus let out a hot breath as he guided his cock to your pussy, causing you both to let out small moans. the tip rubbed against your wetness, spreading it around before he eased the tip inside your hole. “you’re so wet, darling,” he murmured, looking down at your pussy.

you bit your lip, nodding your head. coryo began moving his hips, only fucking up into you with the tip of his cock. it was like teasing you. you wanted him to go deeper, wanted to feel him truly inside of you. you looked at coryo, his cheeks flushed as his eyes were fixated on your pussy to make sure he didn’t go past the tip.

you let out a small whine, easing yourself down his cock a bit more. the stretch hurt a bit but you didn’t mind it, you wanted to feel him. coriolanus let out a groan, feeling your pussy around his member. “you’re so tight,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist. coriolanus continued to move his hips inside of you, his cock hitting your g-spot.

you moaned, reaching a hand to coryo’s hair. “is so good, coryo,” you said.

coriolanus continued fucking up into you, letting out his own moans. “i know, baby,” he said shakily. he looked into your eyes, bringing a hand to cup the back of your head and leaning you down to kiss him. you kissed coryo back, moving your hips in sync with his.

and soon coryo pulled away from the kiss to throw his head back in pleasure, letting out an “oh fuck, i’m gonna cum,” before cumming inside of you. you moaned at the feeling, clenching around coryo’s cock. and when he finished, he looked up at you and you looked down at him. you both were breathing heavily.

“i don’t think im a virgin anymore,” you muttered, causing coriolanus to laugh.

“i’m afraid not,” he said, caressing your hair. and when you eased off of his cock, he knew you didn’t cum.

so he definitely helped you by eating you out. teehee

#minsasks #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #thg #coriolanus snow #thg tbosas #tbosas #coriolanus snow x reader #pookie bear asks #coriolanus snow smut

[lovebugism]

hi bug! you are one of the best writers on here. I love your work! I was wondering if I could request eddie and shy!reader watching a scary movie? maybe it’s early on in their relationship and she’s afraid that he’ll think she’s a baby if she says no, even though she’s pretty freaked? I love their dynamic!

ty lovie! hope u like it!! — eddie (the local freak) loves you, horror movies, and halloween, in the order. you (the scaredy cat) just love eddie. (new relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort-ish, 1.7k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Orange lamplight illuminates the dark trailer. You squint at the brightness, still curled up on the couch and missing Eddie’s warmth. He’s too busy rifling through his collection of VHS tapes beneath the TV stand, searching for a scary movie within a sea of scary movies.

He’s giddy like a kid on Christmas despite having seen all of them a thousand times over. But, then again, the Halloween season tends to be like Christmas for metalhead freaks like the one you love so dearly.

“Okay, Texas Chainsaw Massacre or The Exorcist?” the boy offers when he rises again, chestnut curls as wild as the bright beam on his face. He stands in front of the small television where red names scroll against a black screen and holds both options in eager hands. “Which one do you wanna watch next?”

You shrink inside yourself at the sight of both tapes. On one, a screaming girl — on the other, a masked man with a weapon. Your organs writhe with a fear most irrational. It runs ice-cold through your veins. 

You pull the woven blanket up to your chin and shrug, feigning a nonchalance despite your tightening chest. “Whichever one—”

“—And don’t say whichever one I want, alright? You always do that,” Eddie interjects, all boyishly harsh compared to how softly you had spoken. His playful grin hasn’t yet left him, though, and even in the dim lighting, his dark eyes still sparkle when they look at you.

You cower again, more visibly and with a different emotion this time. 

The corner of your lip quirks with a poorly hidden smile as you peek at the boy from beneath your lashes. “I don’t mind, Eds. Seriously,” you assure, still quiet in your way.

He pouts like a child, features scrunching in a childlike disdain. “But we always do the stuff I wanna do! You never have an opinion on anything. It’s always just, like, ‘whatever you want, Eds’ or ‘I’m good with whatever, babe—’”

You laugh at his obviously poor imitation of you.

The bubbly sound makes his smile widen.

“—You don’t have to be so sweet all the time, you know? You can be a little mean to me. I won’t mind, I promise.” 

It’s in his nature to make dumb, dirty jokes at arguably the worst times — especially with you, ‘cause he loves watching you get all flustered about it. But he thinks if you ever got the least bit assertive with him, he’d turn into a puddle at your feet.

“It’s because I don’t really care what we do,” you confess, warm with the blushy pink feeling he stirs in your chest. “I just like being with you, you know?”

Eddie’s stomach whirls. He’s too metal to let it turn him to mush.

“As cute as that is, you’re not sweet talkin’ your way outta this one, princess,” the boy retorts with a scrunched nose and twinkling eyes. “Pick.”

Too indecisive and too in love with the boy standing before you, you whine, “Eds…”

“Babe,” he grouses to match your pouty tone. His socked feet scuff against the carpet when he walks the short distance to you. “C’mon. You’re killin’ me here.”

A staring contest ensues, each of you stubborn and playfully serious with it.

It’s embarrassingly brief.

It’s hard for you to stare too long at Eddie before you get completely lost in him. You too quickly realize that he’s real — that he’s looking back at you and that he loves you — and you feel a bit like your feet have been pulled out from under you. 

Stern, but still gentle, you cave. “Texas Chainsaw Massacre.”

Eddie beams when he gets his way. 

“See? Was that so hard?” he teases quietly, bending at the waist to kiss you.

You tilt your chin to meet him halfway. It’s instinct at this point, like he’s got his own gravitational pull. His breath smells like warm nicotine and buttery popcorn as it fans against your chin. 

He pulls back before you can reach him, though, and your fluttering eyes widen at the sudden refusal. 

You find Eddie already squinting down at you. 

“Are you just saying that ‘cause you know it’s my favorite?” he interrogates lowly.

“Maybe I like it because you like it,” you argue, too soft to be as serious as you seem. “Ever thought of that?”

“You’re too sweet for your own good, you know that, right?”

Your playfully taunting gaze gives way to a more genuine grin. “Now, I do.”

Eddie leans in to kiss you. For real this time. It’s a fleeting peck that leaves you grieving. His plush lips press pink against yours for one moment, and they’re gone the very next.

The couch dips beneath his weight when he plops down beside you. He coaxes your folded-up legs onto his lap with an urging hand on your knee. 

“Okay, how about this,” he offers with rosy lips so suddenly kissable. “We go down to Family Video — bother Steve for, like, ten minutes — and you get whatever movies you want instead of the old shit we have here. My treat.”

Your chest warms. You’d follow Eddie blindly for the rest of your life if he let you. You’d do whatever he wanted and not think twice about any of it. It feels nice to know he’d do the same for you. 

“Any movie?” you press, soft with a girlish giddiness you fight to keep hidden.

“Yeah,” the boy scoffs like it’s obvious. Then, in a vaguely posh accent, he assures, “What my lady wants, my lady shall get.”

You grow so suddenly sheepish, shrinking inside yourself like you always do when you’ve got something to say but lack the confidence to put it into words. It’s dumb to get nervous about it, and you know this, but you don’t want Eddie to think any differently of you — not for a moment, not even in the most innocent way.

“Does it have to be scary?” you wonder with a scrunched nose and a bashful gaze that doesn’t quite meet his.

Eddie falters for a moment. Not because it’s a big deal, but because he thought you liked horror films — that you both had that in common. 

“Well— I mean— No. It’s just— It’s October, you know? So, I thought scary movies would be more appropriate. ’Tis the season or whatever.”

“I think I just need a break for a bit,” you confess with a wavering smile, picking tiny balls of cotton from the blanket with a fidgeting hand. “Especially after that last one… It was pretty scary…”

Eddie’s blood runs cold. Too clouded by the haze of puppy love, he thought you were having just as much fun as he was. He thought you were clutching his arm and digging your nose into his shoulder because you wanted to be close to him. 

Because he’s an idiot. 

Realizing that you’ve been scared out of your mind for the past several hours feels a little like a knife to the gut. 

“I thought you liked scary movies…” Eddie quavers with pinched brows.

“I like them because you like them—”

“Babe!” he exclaims suddenly, as though offended by how much you love him.

“What?”

“That’s, like— That’s totally not cool!” he gapes in a boyish outrage. “That means I’ve been, like, fucking traumatizing you this whole time!”

You can’t help but giggle at his dramatics. You’d been scared, of course, but it hadn’t been all that extreme to you. “It’s okay, Eds. It’s not that serious—”

“Yes, it is!” he retorts firmly, with wide eyes and a stern nod. “If I knew you weren’t into them, I wouldn’t have forced you to—”

“You didn’t force me.”

“—To come over every weekend and watch them!”

“That’s why I didn’t wanna tell you, Eds,” you admit with a shy, halfway-forced giggle.

He goes quiet again. “…Why?”

“‘Cause I was scared you wouldn’t wanna hang out with me… I mean, what kinda girlfriend would I be if I was too much of a scaredy cat to watch stupid slasher films with my boyfriend?”

“Well, that’s just— that’s just not true. I just meant that we coulda been doing other stuff together,” Eddie affirms, gentle but in the overtly firm Munson way. A chuckle sputters from his lips as his palm squeezes your knee, warm and reassuring. “Stuff that wasn’t scaring the absolute shit outta you, preferably.”

You don’t know what to say, so you just laugh. 

Eddie smiles back at you, mostly because it’s terribly hard not to, but he grows suddenly somber again. 

“Seriously, babe,” he presses, leaning closer so you can’t duck away from his sparkling gaze. His chocolate eyes are dark enough to drown in. They flit between both of yours. “You gotta tell me shit like this, okay? You’re not gonna hurt my feelings— or, like, make me like you less or whatever. That’s pretty much impossible, I think.”

Your stomach does a backflip. It unleashes a thousand butterflies that flutter relentlessly against your ribcage. “Yeah?” you press softly and with a shy smile you try to keep hidden.

“Oh, totally,” he answers without thinking twice. “Our friends are idiots, but they’re right— I’m so fucking whipped for you, it’s not even funny.”

That joke was only halfway gratifying when it spilled from Steve or Dustin’s mouth. Hearing Eddie say it — with his nose mere inches away from your own and with his cigarette smoke and candied breath entwining with yours — it’s that times a thousand. A million, even.

“Well, maybe a little,” you tease quietly in return.

Eddie shrugs with a jutted-out lip. “Just a bit, I guess.”

He might as well be telling you I love you. It feels like he is, in his own special way.

“Are we still gonna go to Family Video?” you wonder aloud when the silence becomes too heavy to bear.

“Oh, yeah. You’re getting whatever the hell you want, alright? I’ll buy out the whole damn store if you want.” 

He only has mere dollars to his name. You know this, too. But he says it with so much hubris that it feels just as real, anyway.

Beaming fully again, you joke. “Are we still gonna bother Steve while we’re there?”

“Yes,” Eddie answers with a single nod and a deadpan, like he’s offended you would even ask. “That answer’s always gonna be yes.”

#published by bug #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things image #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #st drabbles #eddie spaghetti drabble #event: fictober!

[eddiemunsonswhxre]

babygirl / eddie munson (when we were high pt. 2)

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

one shot

cw: fem!reader, marijuana use, cursing, teasing, oral (m and f receiving), sex, squirting, pet names, cute end :)

ever since that day, you haven’t stopped thinking about eddie and what he could do. you wanted to know more, and he did too.

--

“i can’t believe they want an eleven year old to join hellfire. your brother is making a mockery of us, as if it’s just some silly little babysitting group and not one of the most prestigious d&d clubs in all of hawkins,” eddie complains, sitting opposite of you on his bed.

you chuckle, taking the blunt from him and inhaling. “pretty sure you’re the only d&d club in hawkins,” you point out with raised eyebrows.

eddie rolls his eyes and scoffs before taking the blunt back from you. “point being, you’re easily becoming my favorite henderson,” he says.

“awe, eds you make my heart flutter,” you tease causing him to flip you off. you take a moment to admire his hand, thinking back to about two weeks ago when that finger was making you cum in the exact spot where he was sitting.

“do you want to stay my favorite henderson or am i abandoning you both?” he asks causing you to gasp in mock offense.

you place a hand to your heart as eddie smiles at your theatrics. he was rubbing off on you. “you would abandon me? and just when i thought i could trust you,” you say and wipe away a fake tear.

eddie’s smile widens before he holds out his arms. “shut up and c’mere,” he says and you smile before moving towards him. you crawl up and place yourself on the tops of his thighs as he places one hand on your thigh and the other puts the blunt to your lips. “you’re so obedient, doing exactly what i tell you to, you know? just like when i had you squirting all over my fingers,” eddie says.

your eyes widen and you suck in too much on the inhale, causing you to start choking. eddie laughs as he rubs your back, you coughing painfully into your hand. “asshole,” you grumble before coughing some more.

eddie continues rubbing your back soothingly until you finally look back up to him. “i’m just messing with you,” he says in amusement.

“you’re so funny,” you reply with a dead serious scowl.

“mm, i know,” he says, exhaling some smoke and holding the blunt back up to you. this time, he waits until you’ve fully exhaled to talk. “can i tell you something?” eddie asks.

you furrow your eyebrows but nod anyway. “eddie, i’ve bluntly asked you to finger me. i think we’re at the point where we can say anything,” you say, gesturing around the both of you with your hands.

“fair point,” eddie laughs, bending his knees up which causes you to slide onto his lap and now be on top of his crotch area. “ever since that happened, actually, i’ve been thinking…” he starts.

you smirk at him. “i knew i could smell smoke,” you joke.

he gives you a playful glare and pokes you in the side. “shut up. do you wanna hear what i’ve been thinking?” he asks as he puts the blunt back to your lips. you nod before blowing the smoke out. “i’ve been thinking that… i want to make you squirt again. now let me elaborate before you get all weird! you told me that i make you horny. so it’s only fair i admit that you have the same effect. awe, look at you getting all blushy,” he interrupts himself.

you slap him on the shoulder which causes him to laugh. he takes another hit before continuing. “basically what i’m trying to do is ask you if you want to fuck,” he shrugs.

you look at him in a bit of disbelief for a second before blinking. “yeah, today?” you ask.

eddie puts the blunt back up to your mouth and watches as your lips wrap around it. “i was thinking after we finish this blunt,” he says as you pull away from it. “on one condition,” he says with a raised finger.

“what’s your condition?” you ask, amused by his words.

eddie looks at you seriously, so you know you need to not take this as a joke. “promise this won’t push us apart,” he says.

“how could this push us apart?” you ask, cocking your head to the side.

eddie looks away from you and bites his lip, suddenly just a scared ball of nerves. “i don’t know. i guess i just worry because… never mind just- just promise,” he says, not wanting to voice his seemingly pathetic insecurities to you.

you frown, knowing you were definitely going to bother him about that later. “i promise,” you say. eddie nods, taking another drag and the both of you sit in comfortable silence for a minute.

“so do you always get horny when you’re high?” he asks after some time.

you duck your head shyly as you had just felt your panties dampen. “most of the time, yeah,” you say, messing with your fingers.

“damn, so all this time i could’ve been fucking you stupid and making you squirt out of that pretty little pussy and all over my bed?” eddie questions, as he sets down the blunt that was now done for. he places his hands on your hips, sensually rubbing them as he looked into your eyes.

you bite your lip, refusing to look at him as his words go straight to your core. “you like that i made a mess?” you whisper in an unsure manner.

eddie’s finger is placed under your chin and guides you up to look at his face. “i love that you made a mess, it’s insanely hot. and knowing that every night i get to sleep exactly where you squirted because of me gets me hard in seconds,” he says, analyzing your reaction. “look who’s being so shy when last time you were begging me to finger you,” he taunts with a cocky smile.

“high hasn’t fully set in,” you point out.

eddie hums at that. “maybe we just start slow then, wanna make out? or is that crossing a line?” eddie asks.

you shake your head no, “not crossing a line.” eddie tucks a piece of your hair back and then gently pulls you in. you let out a small moan as your lips meet; they were so much softer than you expected. eddie’s thumb strokes your cheek as you reach your arms to grab the back of his neck.

he slides his lip out to lick your bottom lip, and you comply with giving him access. you breathe him in, savoring the taste of marijuana and mint from his tongue as he slides it against yours. never did you think you’d be making out with one of your best friends. and never did you think it’d be this good.

eddie’s hands then moved to your sides, gliding to your back and beginning to slide down to your ass. he stopped before he reached it, pulling away slightly. “that okay?” he asks as he slowly moved his hands down, watching your face carefully.

“you don’t have to ask to touch my ass, eddie,” you laughed. he rolled his eyes and then gripped your ass in his hands making you squeal at the bit of pain.

he smirked before reattaching your lips and pulling you as close as possible. you moved your hands down, grabbing the hem of his black t-shirt and sliding it up his torso as you guided your hands across his smooth skin. eddie pulled from you so that you could finish taking off his shirt before his lips hungrily found yours again.

your hips dropped down to meet his, a grunt leaving his lips. your hands explored his chest as you began slow rolls of your hips over his hardening cock. “fuck, y/n,” he grumbled, pulling away to watch you grind against him. he quickly reached for your shirt, throwing it somewhere in his room and then going for your shorts. you pushed yourself off him in order to remove your shorts quickly and crawling back on the bed. “what are you doing?” he asked as you sat between his legs.

you smiled sweetly at him before undoing his belt. he watched you closely as you unbuttoned his jeans and lifted his hips when you hooked your fingers into his underwear. you yanked them down, sitting back as you fully removed them from his legs. you took a moment to admire his hard cock, tip glistening with the slightest bit of precum. his cock twitched under your gaze as you crawled up to him.

eddie’s eyes stayed trained on you as you wrapped your fingers around his base and began jerking him slowly. “oh shit, babygirl,” he moaned and you froze for a moment at the nickname as a rush of your arousal seeped onto the fabric of your panties. “you like that?” eddie asked with a raised brow. you silenced him by leaning down to take his tip in your mouth. he shuddered, one hand flying to tangle into your hair.

you pressed your tongue flat against the underside of his dick and slowly slid down as far as you could. eddie tried resisting bucking into your mouth as you started at a torturously slow pace. your hand was twisting and jerking the part your mouth couldn’t reach as you bobbed your head up and down. you looked up to make eye contact with eddie, him hissing as he bucked into your warm mouth. “yes pretty girl, fuck. wanna take care of me huh? make me cum in your sweet mouth, babygirl?” he taunted, his other hand reaching to grab another fist full of your hair.

you moaned around his cock, his words turning you on. the high was starting to kick in and eddie knew. you look at him lazily as you hollow your cheeks. eddie grunts and begins using his grip to slide you up and down his cock. “gonna cum, babygirl, holy fuck- your mouth is so good, shit,” he moaned as his eyes screwed shut.

his hips lifted off the bed as he shot streams of cum down your throat. when you finally pulled off of him, he was catching his breath. you moved up to sit beside him and his eyes caught yours. “bra and panties off, now,” he demanded. you complied, unsnapping your bra to let it fall off your shoulders. you quickly threw it and your underwear off the bed, and by that time eddie was nestling himself between your legs. “didn’t think you were the only one giving good head, did you?” he teases, running his thumb up your slit. you twitch as his thumb brushes the sensitive bud and he smiles.

eddie’s head dives down, immediately placing kisses over your already very wet pussy. you let out a mixture of a moan and a yelp causing eddie to chuckle into your mound. eddie begins sucking and licking around your clit as his hand travels down. without warning he sinks two fingers inside of you and begins pumping them. “m’want you to squirt on my face,” he mumbles into your pussy before suckling your clit.

your hips jump at both his words and his attention to your clit. you close your eyes, letting the weed make you feel the sweet buildup. eddie begins curling his fingers, brushing against that sensitive spot inside of you. you roll your hips up into his mouth as you begin to pant. “fuck me, eddie, please,” you whine.

“mm-mm, not until you cum like this,” eddie says and then shakes his head with his tongue on your clit. you gasp, head falling back as eddie works his fingers on you. his sucking of your clit causes your legs to shake as your high nears.

you were so desperate for eddie to just fuck you, and thoughts of it made your pussy clench. “shit, i’m gonna cum,” you whine. this makes eddie move faster and before you know it, your whining as a stream of squirt splashes eddie’s chest and chin as he begins lapping up what didn’t soak his sheets.

“you’re gonna make me cum so fast when i fuck you,” eddie huffs as he rubs your clit through your orgasm. when you squirm uncomfortably he gets up. you watch him carefully as you lay in a puddle of your own juices as he grabs a condom and slides it on. he situates himself between your legs before tenderly kissing you once more. you reach your hand down, the boldness over taking you, and grab his cock. he grunts into your mouth as you squeeze it.

he lets you guide his cock through your folds and then press it to your entrance. “you’re sure?” eddie asks one last time.

“eddie, just fuck me,” you breathe. that’s all it takes for eddie to start sinking his cock into you. the both of you let out quiet moans until eddie is fully inside of you. “stretch me so good,” you whisper, tucking some hair behind his ear. he leans down to connect your lips once again and begins slow thrusts. your hands roam his back as he slides in and out of you perfectly, his kiss making your head spin.

once he knows you’re comfortable, he picks up speed. he groans into your lips before pulling away. “you feel so good wrapped around my dick,” he mumbles, his hips hitting yours with his thrusts.

“yes, eddie, fuck,” you moan, nails digging in to his back. eddie grunts as you clench around him.

“you gonna cum on my dick, babygirl? yeah? fuck, you been so desperate for this? wanting your best friend to fuck you hard?” eddie moans, watching in a mesmerized state as your face contorts in pleasure. his words were driving you closer and closer to your orgasm.

eddie felt his own high coming, but he wanted you to cum first. he brought one of his hands down between you to apply pressure to your clit. your back arches, a gasp leaving your lips as you slam your hips to meet his. “eddie, i'm close,” you whine as the knot in your core tightens further.

eddie smiles and starts rubbing his thumb over your clit. “cum for me, squirt on my dick, baby,” eddie says, coaxing you closer to your orgasm. you dig your nails in and scratch down his back as your legs begin to quiver. “cum,” eddie demands in a rough voice.

“fuck,” you moan as your orgasm rips through you. eddie’s head falls back at the feeling of you squirting and clenching around him. he fucks you through it, his breathing beginning to stagger until he’s cumming too.

“y/n,” eddie moans as he sloppily thrusts into you, his seed filling the condom. he falls on you as he catches his breath and you bring your hand up to stroke the back of his head.

you close your eyes as eddie pulls out, the feeling of you sitting in your own puddle of squirt making you feel slightly gross. eddie pushes himself slowly to stand, throwing the condom away before looking at you. you whine as you know what’s coming, you were gonna have to get up. “i’m not even asking you to stand, come here,” eddie chuckles before maneuvering you to pick you up. “i fuck you good?” he asks with a smirk, eyeing your still trembling legs.

you roll your eyes as he sits you in his desk chair. “shut up, you cocky fuck,” you mutter, wrapping your arms around yourself as you feel weak.

eddie looks at you as he removes his sheets and frowns. “you okay?” he asks as he takes in your sad looking expression. please, don’t have regret for this…

you look up to him and bite your lip. “i feel gross… we are gonna cuddle… right?” you ask.

eddie feels stupid, he didn’t even clean you off this time. “hold on, baby, i’ll get you cleaned up and some comfy clothes. and yes, of course we’re gonna cuddle, just let me throw down some blankets okay?” he informs you. a chill runs through you as he calls you baby. you nod, letting your head fall to the side as you felt exhaustion set in your body. eddie throws on a pair of pajama pants before leaving his room. “c’mere pretty girl,” he mutters and places a hand on your knee, other holding a warm rag. you spread your shaky legs so he can wipe you off, him carefully caressing you with it.

eddie brings you a pair of his boxers and a big t-shirt, helping you into it. he was being so soft with you and you couldn’t lie that it mixed with the pet names was making you melt. “ready for a nap, baby?” he asks, holding you up and against him by your waist.

you give him a tired smile. “mhm, wanna hold you eds,” you mumble, wrapping your arms around his neck.

eddie smiles at how adorable you are and leans down to press a soft and sweet kiss to your lips. “hold on,” he says softly before picking you up. you nuzzle into him as he walks before placing you slowly on the bed. he gets in next to you, pulling the blanket up and over you two as he feels your arms wrap around his torso. you end up basically half laying on top of him as he chuckles. “so, are we doing this again or?” he asks jokingly.

you cuddle into his chest as your eyes close. “absolutely,” you mutter causing eddie’s heart to skip. he didn’t expect you to say yes. he places a kiss on your head, and once again you both fall asleep, thinking happily about one another. maybe, just maybe, you weren't meant to be 'just friends.'

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[f4irydaydreams]

eddie munson giving you his ring

✿ the first thing you noticed about eddie were his ring decorated hands.

✿ when dustin and mike asked you to join hellfire for the night you certainly weren’t expecting to be in such close proximity with the eddie munson.

✿ you always admired him form after, you’ve even watched him play with his band once. more like gawked at his skilled fingers but still.

✿ every time he gestured while going through his campaign your eyes kept drifting towards his hands and then his smile.

✿ eddie of course noticed something was up

✿ he wouldn’t bring it up in front of everyone ofcouse. but he was delighted to see that the pretty girl the kids brought in to sub in seems to have an interest in him.

✿ cocky bastard

✿ “you seemed a little distracted today sweetheart”

✿ “i don’t know what you’re talking about eds”

✿ he slips one of his rings onto your hand. the ring is a little big and looks out of place on your smaller manicured hands but the action makes your heart flutter.

✿ “i know you like them princess”

✿ he winks, kisses you on the cheek and skips out leaving you a blushy mess. since when was eddie munson so smooth?

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x reader blurb #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x reader cute #eddie munson headcannon #stranger things x reader #x reader #daisy writes

[oneforthemunny]

OMG HORNY HOURS so hear me out!!!! So I'll give you a scenario where the reader is super jealous of something that happened with eddie (preferably cowboy/mafia are my favourite) like an ex or something that appeared out of nowhere. And she is extremely bratty, so eddie has no other choice than to discipline her. But in the end, he would probably explain to her that there's no reason for any jealousy. He would assure her of that and make sure that her feelings are being validated

I feel like this is more cowboy!eddie. not sure an ex would do that to mafia!eddie.

minors dni 18+. look at @munsonology page for more cowboy!eddie

but I could see a notorious buckle bunny, one Eddie had hooked up with on a few occasions just because she was always there (and he was horny), out at a bar. he liked to go to this quiet bar downtown, it never had a super rowdy crowds, more of the locals and a good song selection- not just line dancing country.

he'd drink a few beers, munch on the bar nuts, and be happy to be in your company, have his sweet girl cuddled up next to him, grinning at the way you got giggly and blushy after a few drinks.

"well, look what the cat dragged in," sabrina, the buckle bunny, purred from behind eddie, long nails scratching down his shirt. "haven't seen you in a while, baby."

you grit your teeth, glaring meanly at her then back at eddie. eddie just awkwardly nods, shrugs her off as politely as he can. "yeah, been busy." he mutters, taking a swig of his beer. "good seein' ya, sab." he nods.

you bristle at the nickname, watching her retreat, but that isn't enough. you glare at him for a moment, watching him shrug questioningly at you, before you're huffing, sliding to the opposite end of the booth.

"baby, what? what's wrong?" eddie sighs, shoulders falling slightly.

"fuck off." you mutter bitterly, lips latching to the tiny black straw. "go talk to sab." you sneer, rolling your eyes.

"why are you mad?" eddie asked gently, scooting closer to you. "what did I do, honey?"

"don't play stupid with me, ed. god, go fuck your little whore over there. I don't want to interrupt the two of you." you snap loudly, loud enough for the table next to you to give you a sideways glance.

eddie blushes deep, leaning closer to you. "hey, enough, alright? she's not my whore or whatever, ok? I told her to leave-"

"-no, you told her it was good seeing her." you snapped, slamming your drink down on the table. "and it is, isn't it? it's sooo good seeing her isn't it, eddie? you bastard." you were in the mood for a fight, blame it on the whiskey. he should be glad it wasn't tequila, or you'd be liable to throw the glass at sab and her shitty extensions.

"can you keep it down?" eddie hissed. "do I need to take you outside, huh?"

your thighs clenched together at the threat, tummy somersaulting with that tingling excitement. you hadn't meant for this to be the turn of events for the evening, but you certainly weren't mad at it. especially not with the way his gruff tone, rasping and low made you throb.

"ooh, so scary." you mocked with an exaggerated eye roll and scoff. "you're all talk, big shot. sab probably doesn't know that or she wouldn't be all over you."

eddie's up, pushing you gently out of the booth, hand steadying your hip, slapping a wad of bills on the table to cover his tab. his hand is on your arm, pulling you across the sticky wooden floors out to his truck.

"you wanna keep runnin' that mouth? keep on, darlin', and I'll tan your hide right here. show e'rebody in there what happens to bratty girls who can't be sweet to their daddy's." eddie snarled. your heart leapt when he still opened the door of his truck for you, squealing when his hand cracked down on your sundress clad ass when you passed him to climb inside.

"oh, just you wait, honey. you're in need of a big attitude adjustment when we get home." eddie snapped, knee bouncing and eyes dark with need when he pulled out of the parking lot.

you were hauled across his knee on the porch, straddling his thigh, thick belt tied back your hands, his heavy, calloused palm peppering your ass with shining swats until you were squirming and crying out. your clit was swollen, rubbing against eddie's jean clad thigh with every smack, knowing you were undoubtedly dripping and smearing your release onto his pants.

eddie pulled you up finally, your ass glowing and stinging with an uncomfortable burn you were desperate to rub out. "you gonna be my sweet girl again?" eddie asked, fighting back a smile at your pouty expression, sniffling and lip jutted. "gonna be good f'me?"

"yes, daddy." you sniffled, hands wiggling behind your back, still tied together. "ed, can you take this off please?" you asked.

he obliged, of course, undoing the belt, rubbing at your wrists lightly and holding you close to him. he could feel your sticky, hot cunt on his thigh, his own erection pressing into you, but he knew you needed to be held then.

"what's goin' on with you, huh?" eddie asked in a low rasp. "actin' out and for what?"

you huffed, tucking your chin into his chest. "I don't like the way she was touching you and looking at you." you admitted. "I didn't like it when she did that."

"I'm sorry." eddie said, heavy hand that was spanking you earlier, now rubbing up and down your spine. "but you know there's no need to get jealous, baby. she ain't nothin' to me. not with you, honey, there's no comparison."

you blushed, pushing your face deeper into his shirt, smelling that spicy cologne he doused himself in for date night. it always left you dizzy and swooning. "nobody's better than you. you're my best girl. my one and only, you know that." eddie muttered, lips on your hair line, pressing a kiss into your hair sweetly.

"you promise?" you asked, looking up at him with a lifted brow. "you're not gonna leave me for some dime store cowgirl with a shitty spray tan."

eddie snorted, grinning lightly at the reference. "no thank ya. don't want that ever. I only want my sweet, spoiled, girl forever." he tilted his head down, so his face was inches from yours. "only want you, honey, no one else."

#cowboy!eddie munson x reader #cowboy!eddie munson #cowboy!eddie #oneforthemunny #munnytalks #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson au #eddie munson #eddie munson smut

[sky-fire-forever]

Ya'll need to learn to love more than one character. Like someone loving a certain character does not take away your ability to love a different character or even their ability to love a different character

Izzy's my favorite character, yeah. But why are people assuming I hate Ed?? I fucking love Ed. I adore him so much. He's so baby girl. He tries so hard to be good and a lot of his worse actions are fuelled by his self-hatred and loss. He's fascinating to me and I want to study him like a bug. The way he distances himself from his cruelty ("technically the fire killed those guys") and how he presents himself differently to different people (the party boy to Jack, the sensitive sap with Stede, the ruthless captain to Izzy) are both things that I fucking love analyzing and talk about to my partner constantly. I love how hard he tries to be a good person! I love how he is slowly learning how to care about people on their terms instead of his own. I love his growth and how much he WANTS to grow

You know who else I love? Stede! His compassion and care for the people around him is so touching and I love that he takes so much pleasure in the little things. I love how we've watched his confidence build since the first episode, where he was constantly panicked and nervous, to a capable captain who still loves his crew but will defend himself and won't take as much shit from people like Nigel. He'll defend his crew instead of hiding like a coward. I love how he delights in details like fancy wardrobes and a cursed suit because he takes pleasure in small things like that! In marmalade and puzzle chests. He's a sweetheart and he rejects the idea that he has to be cruel to be capable

Oluwande was my favorite character when I first watched season one (though I dislike a lot of his season two writing because it feels like they dumbed him down) because he's kind and very intelligent. He cares a lot for the crew and he's extremely capable while also being a little goofy and being soooo bad at addressing his feelings. I love that he was so obviously in love with Jim, but had that first instinct of denying it if questioned because that's so often how crushes work! His little "What? No! Shut up!" When the chief pointed out his feelings for Jim still makes me giggle. He's a little awkward, but he's sweet and he's supportive. He also can be a little shit when he wants to be, like when he basically made Jim confront their past because he was petty about them not telling him about it. He's always got people's backs and there's a reason he was chosen to be the captain during the Izzy mutiny.

Jim is a character who means SO much to me as a trans person. Their arc is so special to me and they're also just... so fucking cool. I love their journey of figuring out who they're supposed to be versus who they WANT to be. Their struggle with what's expected of them and them wondering if they even want what they thought they wanted is so touching. Them defending Izzy is actually so great to me because it shows their loyalty and their need to defend their family. It didn't have to be Izzy, it could be any member of the crew and they would have their back. Because that's what family means to them. "Our dick" says a lot about them, as does their little "He was your friend" line. Jim cares about people even when they're quiter and more closed off. Hell, they stabbed a man in the first episode for insulting Frenchie and they didn't even talk yet! Them being the one to tell the Pinocchio story to Fang was so great because it shows just how soft they really are and want to be.

Speaking of, I also adore Fang so so so much. He's such a sweetheart and he's sensitive and he cares so, so much about his friends. He's a big softie and I wanna hug him. I bet he gives such great hugs. As soon as he's given the allowance to be soft, he takes it. He misses his dog that Ed forced him to kill (which I feel like no one talks about?) and gets blushy and giggly about Lucius finding him attractive. He's just!! So fantastic

I wish we knew more about Ivan because I love him and I have so much fun imagining stuff about him. Like how I hc him as a trans woman

Archie as a character is so fun and I wish wish wish we got more of her because I fucking LOVE everything about her. She's so fun to watch and I want to know how she gets along with Oluwande and I want to see her interact with the rest of the crew so badly. The way she fell in love with Jim because of their hope makes me CRY. I love that she kisses Jim while they're covered in blood and there's a rotten leg like a foot away and she doesn't care. I love her energy and her excitement and every scene with her just makes me grin like an idiot. I'm still so mad about the season being cut because I feel like we could have gotten more scenes with her

Roach is fucking great. My partner and I will quote "meat is meat" at each other constantly. He's so ridiculous and I love him. I love how obsessed with Zheng's soup he is. I love his bitchy "how am I supposed to cook here?" when Stede moves them to live under a bridge. I love how chill he is and the faces he makes when he's reacting to things. He's so funny and I love him

Frenchie is my fucking beloved. His mind box is something I think about so often. How he doesn't want to think about all that has happened to him, but doesn't. How hurt he is. How he fucking deserves every bit of becoming captain of his own ship. The fact that he sings and plays an instrument (I do not know what specific instrument he plays. Is it a ukulele?) and sings about how they're all gonna die with a grin on his face. He's a dork and I love how he hides Izzy at great risk to himself because he cares about his family as much as Jim does. The way he expdcts Ed to kill him and basically offers to do it for him just to get it over with (if I'm remembering correctly). I love his superstition and how he believes it's supported by fact! I think his superstitious beliefs are so, so interesting and I want to know where he learned them.

Wee John is so fucking great. How long has he been doing drag? What happened to his mother with whom he used to make dresses? I need to know! I love that he just wants to set things on fire all the time. I love his line about "I'd love to be stabbed by Jim". I love all of him! He's such a fun character

I love Lucius and how trauma genuinely changes him. He's a bitch and he's petty and he loves gossip. He's the first person to insert himself into a shitty breakup, helping both Stede and Ed at different points. Him keeping Jim's sex a secret and him helping both Stede and Ed is so interesting to me! He's a supportive friend and he's a slut (affectionate) and he's a bitch (affectionate) and everything about him makes me obsessed. I like that Stede has to talk to him about opening up about his trauma! I like that Lucius genuinely loves Pete and how his trauma has made him more bitter. I love how he's still the first person to call bullshit on Ed.

Black Pete actually used to annoy me, but he's grown on me. I love that he's such a dork who struggles with insecurity to the point of making shit up about himself. I love how much he loves Lucius! I fucking adore his one-liners and his delivery of them. He's so fucking funny

I could spend fucking hours talking about Mary Bonnet. I love her so much. Everything about her makes me feral. How she refuses to take Stede's bullshit. Her paintings! Her relationship with Doug that seems so fucking sweet. I love this woman. Please bring Mary back. Please. I'm begging

Buttons is Buttons. Everything about him is fucking fantastic and I want to chew on him like a chew toy

Me enjoying a certain character does not take away from my absolute love of other characters. I tend to talk about Izzy most because I find active displays of tragedy more interesting and Izzy and Ed are the most outwardly angsty characters (which is also why I'm usually talking about Kraken Era Ed when I discuss him). They outwardly express more dramatic feelings rather than characters like Stede or Frenchie who bury a lot of those feelings or express them in different ways. Izzy is from the dramatic genre and I love dramas. Comedy writing is not my specialty

But I can recognize that while I think about other characters a lot, I don't talk about them as often. So expect more metas and discussion of more characters in the future (hopefully. I just write things as I think of them and them to my queue tbh)

#ofmd #our flag means death #izzy hands #edward teach #stede bonnet #wee john feeney #frenchie #frenchie ofmd #roach ofmd #nathanial buttons #jim jimenez #oluwande boodhari #archie ofmd #lucius spriggs #black pete #fang ofmd #ivan ofmd

[barbwritesstuff]

How would u describe each of the romance options routes? Which one is angsty, pure fluff, romance, dramatic, etc?

Ed: fluffy and sweet but not in a cute blushy way... he's new to all this romantic stuff but, by God, he's going to dive in and A+ this the way he A+s everything else.

Vicky: really tender, and sweet. The angst in this relationship is all external. The relationship itself is very soft and pure.

Carrie: enemies to friends to lovers. A lot of snark, no small amount of angst, a couple of dick jokes thrown in for good measure.

Shawnie: superficial and sexual on the surface... but a solid core of pure, tender longing.

Marco: fun and fluff with a just a hint on angst around the edges.

Farro: low angst. High exhausted dad vibes. He's super shy, so you'll have to coax him out of his shell, but once he's confident, its all bets off (this is the man who won the kissing poll because his most iconic kiss is more of a neck bite).

Roe: very starcrossed lovers. Several heaped teaspoons of pining, a dash of possessiveness, and a sprinkle of angst.

Sergi: Angst with just a splash of forbidden romance vibes. A few people have messaged me saying they like the pining in the early chapters, which is not explicitly in the text, but can be fairly easily headcanoned in.

[grelleswife]

I feel like I'm treading dangerous territory but like, Yana drew Edward and Paula dancing at the end of the Weston College arc and they both were blushy and looked full of tension. Could they be a ship that's okay, or is there something wrong there?? I feel like Ed and Paula are around the same age, she may be Lizzie's servant but I think she's pretty young?

*bangs head against the wall, repeatedly and with extreme force*

Some people reach so far to justify shipping Kuro’s adult characters with minors that they’re at serious risk of tearing a muscle or damaging their tendons. 😑

Although I was unable to track down solid confirmation of Edward’s or Paula’s ages, we do know that Edward was attending Weston College, which Yana modeled after real British boarding schools, during Chapter 81 (when the dance that anon mentioned takes place). One such institution, Eton College, lists the age range of its pupils as 13-18, which is generally consistent with what we’ve seen of Weston’s student body. Thus, it’s unlikely that Ed is older than 18. Keeping in mind, however, that he was Herman Greenhill’s fag at the time, it’s possible that he was even younger (closer to 16 or 17) during the Weston arc.

While Paula certainly isn’t a shriveled old crone, she looks a bit more mature than Edward; my best estimate for her age would be early twenties? Even in these flashbacks from Chapter 129, where Paula reflects on her years of service to Lady Elizabeth (note how Lizzy appears younger in the rightmost panel), the maid has either already reached adulthood or is on the cusp of it. I also find it difficult to believe that Frances would hire a tween still wet behind the ears to care for her daughter!

Furthermore, the context of the scene in question isn’t necessarily a romantic one. As my friend and frequent collaborator @bapydemonprincess noted in this post, Mey Rin and Soma are also cheerfully dancing together, even though she’s in her mid-twenties and he’s in his teens—no ships sailing from that harbor! Instead, they bear a closer resemblance to a mother-son pair. Likewise, Frances is sharing a dance with Tanaka; unless Yana’s cooking up an unhinged plot twist in which the marchioness’s tastes in men secretly verge on the geriatric, I think it’s reasonable to assume that this interaction, too, is platonic in nature. So why jump to the conclusion that Edward must be in love with his sister’s maid because they’re participating in the same innocuous social activity?

A blush alone does not sexual tension make. The characters pictured here are in high spirits and physically exerting themselves—it’s perfectly natural for them to get a little flushed in the process. From what I recall, Edward takes after his mother in terms of his earnest, straightlaced nature, so he might also have grown awkward and flustered in such close proximity to a woman (Victorian morals and all that).

Shipping a rarepair with flimsy to nonexistent textual support is certainly no crime; I myself am guilty of that offense many times over. But warping harmlesss interactions between underage boys and grown women into something with sexual and/or romantic underpinnings? We don’t do that in this household. 😤

#kuro asks #kuroshitsuji #edward midford #paula #why are some of y’all LIKE this? 😭 #my god #i’m so tired

[acacia-may]

Here is a fruit basket 🍎🍊🍋🍏

Aww thank you so much, Little Fan! 🥰

🍎 Is there anything you straight-up won’t write?

I will not write anything NSFW. It's just not for me. I'm the most vanilla person to have ever vanilla-ed (and actually get all blushy even writing about a couple kissing, which is why they often just don't in my stories even when they are technically romance. 😅 My sister often teases me that I can really only write one (1) kiss scene which is basically just a line like "And then they kissed." 🙈 I have been trying to prove her wrong and write a little more kissing into my stories but I'll never be the type to write anything steamy. It's just not my personal cup of tea).

🍊 Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

I answered this here if you want the full discussion, but long story short poor Gordon. I never did finish that story wip in his POV and feel like I really dropped the ball with him even though he was always one of my favorites. (Sorry Gordon!)

I've always wanted to write more Walter too--just kind of diving into Rill's relationship with him as more of a father figure than just a butler and especially how Walter is totally going to step in as "Grandpa" if/when Rillmy ever has kids. ^^

🍋 What’s your favorite spicier trope to write?

Again I am beyond vanilla and don't write anything spicy ever, but (and I'm about to embarrass myself here...) my sister swears the spiciest thing I have ever written is a line in which the POV character remembers a multilingual character unwittingly switching languages during a particularly (ahem) heated moment.

And I do like that trope 😳 (though not just in a spicy way!!) [which is why I put that line in there (even though nothing happened on screen in this fic, I swear 🙈)]. As a linguistics major, I've always been fascinated with the science behind the multilingual brain and how it has actually been proven that multilingual people will unconsciously switch languages especially when expressing something with a deep and/or passionate emotion behind it. In this particular instance, this character actually professed his love in Spanish which (at least for him) meant more than expressing it in English because he used "Te Amo" which is a really intense "I love you" (for like your immediate family or your spouse or your soulmate) rather than "Te Quiero" which is more of a general "I love you" for everyone else (i.e. less close family, friends, people you're casually dating ect.). Whereas in English there's only one word for love so it gets overused and its multiple meanings/uses can easily get misinterpreted.

I think my sister's point in saying this is my spiciest line (beyond just poking fun at me for being vanilla & this not being very spicy at all) is that this was an intimate thing to say and this character chose to say this very intimate thing during a heated moment which in itself was intimate therefore making the whole thing even more intimate (or, you know, spicy). But that's about as much as I can do in terms of spicy tropes, I think. 🙈

🍏 Is there something you overuse, whether it’s a certain phrase, trope, or piece of punctuation?

I definitely overuse em-dashes. I usually write "stream of consciousness" so my sentences just run on and on and on. I should probably try to shorten them or at least vary the structure now and then. 😅

I think I also overuse certain phrases specific to whichever character I'm writing (especially if they are the POV character). For instance, Vanessa winks a lot, Langris' mouth twitches in the corners (to show that he's actually having a good time in spite of himself), Finral sheepishly scratches the back of his neck, or my most recent pitfall something aches in Hero's chest every couple of sentences (because he's sad 😔), and I have to edit those out. It's hard for me not to fall into the habit of using the same descriptors for the same characters over and over again.

#thank you so much for the ask #fruit writing asks #answered asks #i never talk about that one story…for reasons… 🙈 #…now i’m feeling embarassed 😳🙈

[thebest-medicine]

((Some Headcanons for Tickletober))

Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy - Harley loves pretty much every aspect of tickling, has lots of fun either as Lee or Ler. Ivy takes a little while to open up to being comfortable being on the receiving end, and has some fun with it when Harley dishes some out. She is also happy to indulge Harley in whatever silly fantasies and bondage she can think up.

Edward Teach & Stede Bonnet - It takes a few times of Ed tickling the crap out of Stede for him to try fighting back and finding out Ed is ticklish as well. Stede finds out that he rather enjoys making Ed blush and laugh and squirm. They usually save teasing each other in this way for when they have some more privacy. Wouldn’t want to drastically embarrass either captain of the ship, right?

Luz & Amity - Amity tended to get really embarrassed and blushy when tickled and usually was only the victim of her siblings. Luz is super gentle and not pushy when she finds out Amity is ticklish and lets amity find out she is ticklish as well and opens her up to the form of physical affection. They have cute little tickle fights and poke at each other’s sides to get their attention. Amity’s ears are really ticklish. Amity turns to jelly when tickled whereas Luz flails and squirms like the wind.

Korra & Asami - Korra and Asami figure out that the other is ticklish when they are on vacation in the spirit world and are figuring out how to get closer and share physical affection and feelings and such. Korra sometimes accidentally bends when tickled really bad. Nothing crazy but like a small rumble in the earth nearby or water flowing a bit wobbly. They both think each other’s smile and laugh is super cute, and a lot of the time if one of them is tickling the other they end up making out / cuddling after.

Callum & Rayla - Rayla finds out Callum is ticklish thanks to Ezran and Zym, who end up knocking him down one evening and nudging and teasing him. Callum is mortified when he realizes Rayla sees what is happening and she gets a mischievous grin about it. From then on she finds joy in poking prodding or tickling him on a whim. Eventually he figures out he could actually fight back and figures out that she is ticklish as well, but it takes a lot to get the jump on her. Something something feather arms something..

#tickletober #tickletober2022 #tickle headcanons #tickling #tickle hcs #harlivy #stedward #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #rayllum #lumity #korrasami #lok #avatar #the owl house #toh #ofmd #our flag means death #Harley Quinn #the dragon prince #tdp

[trin-gvf]

D.R.W - childhood best friends

1.4k words minors DNI

danny x fem!reader

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, dom!danny

daniel wagner. he was always a delight to be around. luckily for you, he was your best friend and had been for years. you met in the first grade and had been into your guys 20's.

daniel had been on tour for a while but they were back and been at a party the kiszka's threw.

"y/n!!!" daniel said as he hugged you

"hi danny! i missed you so much" you replied, giving the man a tight squeeze.

you had facetimed and texted almost daily, of course, but it never compared to being with him in person. his aura and his energy just never could match over the phone no matter how optimistic and high energy he was.

you pulled away from the hug and touched the end of his hair.

"your hair!! oh my gosh!!" you said over the party music.

"is that good or bad?!" he yelled back.

"it's great!! tour was so good for you!"

"well you can thank the hair stylists!"

you conversed a bit more before deciding to go do some shots.

you met up with the twins and their youngest brother, doing shots of vodka together. joshua, of course, was already drunk off his ass.

"body shots!!" he yelled as he brought out the needed items.

the 4 of you guys looked hesitant but agreed eventually. you took a shot off sam's body and it was now your turn to lay down. you wobbled up onto kitchen island and laid down, lifting your shirt up.

"daniel! you do it!!" sam shouted and the younger man agreed.

you held your breath as jake placed the shot of tequila on your stomach.

"oh! oh! wait!" josh said as he ran around his kitchen, cutting up a lime and grabbing the salt. he lifted the shot, placing it higher up your abdomen. he went right below your bellybutton with the lime, trickling the salt to the wet patch. as you took small breaths, josh placed the lime between your lips. daniel's face went red as he watched the scene unfold before him.

"go daniel!!" sam said as he drunkenly giggled.

danny took a deep breath before licking the salt up. as he did so, you tried your best not to laugh. he swiftly took the shot off your abdomen and swigged it down. as he took the shot glass out of his mouth, he placed it on the counter next to you and sucked on the lime. you blushed as his lips touched yours. he did the same, it was almost like he took longer just so he could stay in this position above you.

he pulled away and josh woo-ed at the blushy two. a couple more rounds of body shots were served before you guys called it good. you took a seat on the couch and it didn't take long before you were on your feet again.

"y/n, let's dance!" he said in your ear. you nodded and took his hand.

you moved to the middle of the living room, which was being now used as a makeshift dance floor. you moved against his body, the mix of his cologne and alcohol filled your nose. you got into the moment and pulled him in closer by wrapping your arms around his neck. his hands were placed around your waist, which didn't surprise you. what did was when he didn't stop there, his hands traveled down to your ass. he softly groped the soft skin through your dress.

"danny…what-..what are you doing?" you asked into his ear.

"just dancing with my best friend, can't i do that?"

you decided to stay quiet, not minding what his hands were up to.

you gasped when daniel turned you around, grinding his hips into your lower back. you looked up at him, the back of your head resting on his chest.

"let's go somewhere quiet, hm?" he said as he leaned down so you could hear him better. you were speechless as the blush you had earlier had reappeared. you nodded your head and grabbed a hold of the taller man's hand.

you were dragged away into josh's room. you were somewhere between the now locked door and the king sized bed. daniel leaned down and kissed your neck, saying words in between each kiss.

"y/n. i've wanted this for so fucking long"

you moaned a little as he did so. your neck was one of your most sensitive spots, creating a heat in your cunt.

"do it then. take me. do what you want with me."

he bit rather harshly at your neck, causing a yelp to escape your lips. it was a mix of pain and pleasure. your head got dizzy as your lips attached to each other. you couldn't believe you were about to get fucked by the man you've known since you were six years old.

as your tongues swirled each other, you inched closer to the bed. the back of your legs hit the bed when danny softly spoke to you.

"lay down for me, princess." his voice was laced with something you've never heard before. you did as he told you and fell back onto the bed.

you watched daniel as he lifted up your dress, revealing your black panties. you had put on your prettiest pair as you were hoping to get lucky tonight.

he looked up at you, asking permission to slide your panties down. you nodded and started to blush even harder. he took your panties and bunched them in his hand. he brought it up to his nose and sniffed them.

"so fucking sweet..so fine"

you managed to let a giggle out as he referred to one of his bands songs.

he threw your panties to the side and kissed up your right thigh. as he got closer to the spot you needed him most, you could feel his hot breath graze against it. you whined and pushed your pussy up into his face. it made him push over the edge and his lips were connected to your clit. a hand flew to his hair and you wrapped his curls around your fingers.

"oh-oh fuck..danny-" his mouth was better than you ever fucking imagined.

you fought against the urge to shut your eyes. the sight beneath you was too glorious to miss out on. you locked eyes with him as he sucked against your clit. it was a particular motion that made you squeal, you arched your back and let your head fall against the bed. your toes curled as you warned the beautiful creature that was lapping at your cunt.

"im going to cum oh fuck fuck fuck" with each word your moans became higher pitched.

he didn't say anything, just moaned against your pussy. you gripped his hair tighter and grinder against face. his nose was rubbing against your clit just right while he fucked his tongue into you. the pleasure washed over you as you rode out your orgasm. he pulled away all too soon and was quick to tear the rest of the clothes away from both your bodies.

"cmon, baby, lay back for me" he said, his voice was possibly the best thing you had ever heard.

you laid back against the pillows that rested against the bed frame and watched his tall figure climb over yours. he placed soft, wet kisses to your chest before finally sliding his cock into you.

you both gasped as his cock hit your cervix. he was so much bigger than you had imagined. he gave you a couple moment to adjust, only moving when you gave him the go ahead.

the bed frame was soon hitting against the wall as your and danny's moans filled the room. with the sounds he was making, you weren't sure whether it was the right decision for josh to be the front man of the band.

youd never been stretched out so much, it was pure bliss feeling his dick rub against all the right places in your pussy.

"so tight for me. so good. so fucking good" he groaned out.

you were both edging closer to your release by the second. daniel was ramming into you harder than anyone had before.

daniel's thrusts were getting sloppy but harder. the slight pain of the tip of his dick hitting your cervix made you finally cum for the second time in the night. danny wasn't far behind. in a matter of moments danny was spilling his cum inside your walls. you stayed together for a second, cherishing the heat his body gave off.

after catching your breath, you both got your clothes back on and went back to the party. you had giggled as josh watched the two of you leave his room.

"really guys?! on my bed?!"

#greta van fleet #greta van fleet smut #gvf #josh kiszka #sammy #sammy kiszka smut #danny #danny wagner smut #dannywagner #jake #jake gvf #sammy gvf #danny gvf #josh gvf #danny wagner

[gh0--st]

Comfort

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Summary: After Amity kissed her cheek, Luz was a nervous wreck when she had gotten back to The Owl House, so Eda and King help comfort her.

Lee: Luz

Ler: Eda, King

This is a tickle fic. If you're not comfortable with that kind of stuff, dont read this.

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It was dark out by the time Luz had gotten back to The Owl House. She kept her hand on her cheek the entire way.

She was still in shock at what had happened. Amity Blight, the prettiest and coolest witch on the aisles, had kissed her, Luz Noceda.

The Echo Mouse chittered nervously as Luz quietly entered the house, walking up to her room and placing it in an enclosure, staring at it.

She was lost in thought as she stared at the mouse before snapping out of it as she heard Eda calling her name from downstairs.

She gave the mouse one more glance before heading downstairs. Eda was down by the stairs, King on her shoulder.

She glanced up at Luz, "Whoa! What happened to you?" She asked, looking at Luz's messed up hair and small scratches on her.

"Oh, you know, the usual things." She said, giving an awkward smile as she walked over and sat on the couch.

Eda and King shared a glance, "Okay kid, we can tell something on your mind, spill it." She said, sitting beside her.

Luz looked away, a blush on her cheeks, and she rubbed her arm, "Amity kissed me today." She said.

Eda and King just stared, "The Blight kid?" King asked. Luz nodded, "It was only on the cheek." She said.

Eda smiled, "Well, it looks like you had a fun night." She said. Luz frowned and looked away. "What's wrong?" Eda asked.

"I dont know. I just - what if she's just messing with me? There's no way somebody as amazing as her could like somebody like me." She said, hugging herself.

King blinked, "Isn't she always awkward around you, though? She messes up her sentences and is very blushy around you. it's not hard to notice." He said.

Eda put her hand on Luz's shoulder, "That girl seems head over heels for you, Luz. Dont worry."

Luz felt a small spark of hope but looked away with a frown. Eda pulled her into a sideways hug while King crawled onti her shoulder, nuzzling his head to her cheek.

Luz just stared at the ground. King whined, looking at Eda. Eda frowned, before getting an idea.

She looked up at King, pointing her her neck. The little demon blinked, nodding at her. King crouched down and swished his tail around Luzs neck.

Luz squeaked, giggling as she tried to swat at his tail, "Kihing!" She said. "Sorry, kid, but we got to make sure you aren't worrying too much!" Eds said, squeezing Luz's ribs.

Luz let out more giggles as Edas nail dug into her ribs, trying to squirm away. King kept nuzzling around her neck, "Feel better yet?" He asked.

Luz kept trying to swat the demon off, "YEhes!" She said. Eds shrugged, "I dont think so, I think we need to keep going!" She said.

"NoHoho EheHda!" She whined, squealing as Eda poked at her neck. King crawled down to her stomach, scrabbling his claws around and poking her sides.

"CUhhuUt iHit oHoOHUT!" She let out another loud squeal as Eda blew a raspberry on her neck. "Your human noises are funny!" King said, poking his claws at her ribs.

"SHUHUT UHPU! EHEDA NOHO!" She desperately tried to squirm away as Eda blew a raspberry on the sensitive spot on her neck.

"Okay, kid, I think you've had enough now." Eda said, letting the girl go as King crawled off and back onto Edas shoulder.

Luz just hugged herself, squirming away from Eda while giggling. When Luz had calmed down, she sat next to Eda, leaning on her.

"So what exactly happened with Amity?" Eda asked. A small blush appeared on Luz's face, "Well- I got her job back at the library, and she showed me an Echo Mouse and how they consume knowledge. And then she said something about me having a way of sneaking into peoples hearts and then she kissed me." Luz said, cupping her own cheeks as she thought about it.

"She got really embarrassed after and said 'Goodbye forever' before heading back into her house." She finished.

Eda chuckled, "I've been there before." She said. Luz snapped her head at her, "Really? With who?!" She asked.

Eda just shrugged, chucking as Luz kept asking her questions. Even though Luz was kind of annoying her now, it was nice to see her happy again.

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Theres gonna be a second part on Amity too!

#the owl house #the owl house tickle #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #king clawthorne #lee!luz #ler eda #ler king

[tinytinybumblebee]

Ed is new to wearing protection and is nervous about it, doesn't like to admit that he's wet, even when Stede checks in and asks if he needs a change he says no, which leads to a bad rash and mama giving him an oatmeal bath and putting cream on a lot, and also physically checking Eddie's nappy constantly through out the day, it's blushy but it makes Ed feel super duper loved

Awwww ;u;

It can certainly be hard to admit to needing help in these situations, even when tiny! Ed is very use to having his guard up and his tiny mind has him thinking that Mama will be mad or upset if he needs a change ;0;

But that's the exact opposite of the reality! Stede never wants his tiny ones to be harming themselves or feeling as if their needs are burdens!!! So you knooow Stede explains to Ed that he doesn't mind in the slightest with helping his little squid out, it's what Mama's do, taking care of their tiny ones, it makes Stede happen when Ed is happy and safe ♡♡♡

Mandatory checks are very often after that xD Because Stede's heart just about broke when he discovered his poor Eddie had a rash! And these checks definitely help Ed feel so tiny and loved, he hadn't realized he could feel even more loved but, Stede shows him that it's possible♡

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #ofmd #stede bonnet #edward teach #ageredips

[fluffyprettykitty]

The Get Together

Pairing: Bruce Banner x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 3550 words

Outline: It was known to everyone working on the Avengers tower that Bruce had a crush on you but it takes one party and a severely drunk Bruce to finally confess his love to you.

Warnings: swearing, bad grammar, drug mention, alcohol consumption, use of condoms, nipple play, love bites, pet names, dirty talk, vaginal sex, finger sucking, slightly dom! bruce, creampie, finger fucking, cum eating, un beta-ed, if I missed anything pls let me know!

Author’s Note: Requested by a lovely anon right here. Tons of fun to make and it's to date my longest fic! :D

dividers by @firefly-graphics ​//​ banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・Bruce Banner Masterlist

NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

“He’s staring at you again,” Natasha comments while sipping her drink sitting on top of the counter. 

“He’s always looking at you.” You raise your eyebrow at her but then you turn your attention to Bruce from across the room and wink at him directly. Bruce quickly fumbles with the stack of papers in his hands of which half are falling onto the ground and you giggle returning to typing on your laptop. 

“I’m waiting for the moment he does more than staring.” You continue focusing on your work. 

“Well, that’s really up to you.” The red-haired comments. “You could have him in the palm of your hand if you wanted to.” 

“Don’t I, already?” You retort, glancing at her. 

“I just would prefer it if he made the first move. All these starings and giggling and awkward bumping into each other.” You sigh deeply shaking your head. “He is not going to last for long I know it.” 

“Well, Tony’s having a charity party next Saturday. Maybe…” Natasha says before jumping off the counter and moving across the floor. “Just…maybe…” 

It has been two months since you started working at the avengers' tower under the command of agents Maria Hill and Steve Rogers. Your job was to be a close secretary and first assistant to all matters on hand so you were close by to the Avengers all the time. 

Yet it hasn’t been that long since Bruce has been back in the USA and living in the tower. But the spark and the chemistry were there from the very start. You saw him as he messily gulped on his coffee in the mornings when you walked by and how he always seem to get blushy and frustrated around you. The truth is you loved that type, the awkward smart guy thingy and you couldn’t wait till the moment he asked you out. 

Until then…

The next several days passed relatively easily with no world threats happening and the occasional familiar friendly conversations between you and Bruce. He was smart and charming, in a completely old-fashioned way, sweet and well-spoken, and with the warmest laugh, you had ever heard. Each time you felt your heart vibrate along with it. 

There wasn’t anyone working in the tower left who didn’t know that Bruce had developed a romantic crush on you. It was obvious by the way he coughed every time you offered him tea in the afternoon. It was way too evident and the teasings and pushings from both Tony and Clint hadn’t seemed to bring anything to fruition yet. But tonight they shared a plan. They would make sure that Bruce gets drunk enough to ease himself and finally let loose. 

Once the party started assembling, their goal was to keep Bruce by the bar until they were sure enough he was loose enough. Natasha was in the plan, of course, she was to make sure you would show up. And you would. You had already purchased a new pink shiny dress worn along with matching medium-heeled booties. Parties in your opinion were always fun as long there was good food and good accommodations. Since starting the new job you had already attended 3 of those and each time was better than the last. 

Taking a long last look in the mirror before leaving your room at the tower, you click on your heels and take the elevator down. There you find Steve and Sam, talking to each other about what seems to be sports, and continue on your merry way to the main event. You looked beautiful, shining through each glass window and the image made you smile to yourself. A woman’s confidence in herself is one of the most important things. 

That’s when Bruce noticed as he was coming down the stairs, he saw you laugh at yourself and it flattered his heart and more than that. Stuck in a daydream looking at you walking across the room till you reached Natasha, he accidentally misses the last step of the stairs and almost loses his balance. Thankfully there is Clint to save him and encourage him to go to the bar with him. 

About an hour passes before he sees you again, this time Clint had made sure that at least three shots of tequila had gone through him followed by two long island cocktails. Clint was anything if not completely efficient in his plan. And his plan had only gotten started…

“Y/N!” You hear the frantic voice of Clint with his arm around Bruce’s shoulders holding him up. 

“Poor fella got too drunk…need help to get him to his room.” You jump to your feet from your position on the couch next to Maria. Momentarily you can hear Maria giggle and scoff at the same time. Frantic you wrap your arm around Bruce’s back and begin to walk him with Clint back to his room. When you reach the elevator Clint leaves you alone shrugging his shoulders and announcing his work is done. You roll your eyes as a mumbling Bruce seems to become chatty repeating your name. 

“Y/N…Is...this you?” Momentarily you begin to wonder if Clint momentarily drugged him.

“Yes, I got you, you drank too much and I’m moving you to your room, we are right outside.” Carrying Bruce wasn’t difficult, he held easily on to you and followed your steps, the only thing missing was his glasses which were in his pocket. Looks like Clint had thought of everything. You push the door handle open with your free hand and he quickly moves to fall on top of the bed taking you with him. 

“Oh, shit, sorry.” You apologize as your whole side lands on him but he only wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. For a moment you could feel a familiar kind of heat building up inside. You stare deeply inside his brown eyes, feeling his breath on you as he is observing closely. 

As if he is searching for the right words to say. 

“I like you.” He whispers in his deep clear voice. 

“I like you a lot.” He nods his head and shallows a dry lump in his throat. The alcohol smelled heavy on him yet it only made him more appealing. 

Heartwarmingly, you grin widely at him and let out a soft chuckle. “I know.” You nod your head slowly. “I have noticed.” His grip on you gets tighter as he begins to softly runs his fingers on your back. 

“I like you too.” You match his level of whispering in his voice, an overwhelming emotion taking over your mind. 

“I want to kiss you so bad right now.” He blurts out, exhaling through his nose, and you could swear his eyes grew darker. For once you feel frozen, you want him so bad to take control and do whatever he wants to you, the way he is looking at you, the way his body feels against yours, and the pure lust you can hear in his voice are driving you crazy. 

 "I really really like you…" Bruce continues to muse. As if he is lost in a trance as if his deepest fantasy has come to life. 

"I want to kiss you, I want to hold you, I want to feel you" His nose brushes yours, and in a voice lowers than a grown he whispers once more. "I want you so bad…"

“Then have me.” You blurt out finally, and less than a second later his lips are crushing yours so needily and passionately that leaves your legs wobbly. His hands are holding your waist frim against his touch as he is devouring your lips like he has tasted the sweetest nectar. His lips feel velvety and soft and you are moving your hands to wrap around the back of his head pulling him closer to you. Any distance feels too much right now. 

Hands begin to roam touching and feeling anything they can grope on and Bruce never leaves your lips for more than a second. He climbs on top of you, ready to take control, rolling you and pinning you against the mattress. He begins to leave wet needy kisses on your neck and your collarbones, and your hands get lost inside his fluffy curly hair while he is sucking and biting on your naked skin, drunk and in lust. 

“Fuck!” You moan out as he begins to explore your breasts, his hands going to push your dress down setting them free for him to use. He is leaving kisses anywhere he can find, the way you grip his hair is driving him feral and he needs to feel you, feel every part of you right now. His hands move to fumble with your dress and you help him get it off you, leaving in you just a small pair of lacy underwear. The pure image of this could get him wild. He is shaking his head slowly looking at your body frame and you can see a little bit of drool forming at the curls of his lips. 

Then like a predator right above to devour his prey he dives inside your chest once more and that’s when he starts to absolute feast on your breasts. Using the palms of his hands to squeeze them and touch them darting his tongue out to feel your nipples with the flat of his tongue and always looking up at you. The pleasure is getting too much for you, you are getting wetter and wetter and you feel yourself squirm underneath him. 

It drove you insane how he was still so dressed and you were as good as naked, and you begin to tug at his waistband trying to find the buttons of his shirt. But with just one loud pop he lets off your breast and quickly rips off your shirt throwing it on the floor before going right back at what he was doing before. That was enough to drive you wild and you begin to moan loudly, wrapping your legs against his back. 

“Look who’s all needy now…” He chuckles after leaving a soft suckle on the side of your breast. 

“You wanna feel me, sweetheart?” You nod frantically drawing your eyebrows together. You needed him to have his way with you desperately. Fuck you, stretch you open, anything at all. You were all his. Bruce only chuckles as he positions himself to unbuckle his pants and push them down. Your eyes fixated on his boxers and you wondered just how big he was. 

“Already greedy?” He cocks his eyebrow so authoritative that it makes you squirm and whine, squirming your body underneath him. He chuckles as he takes your hand and places it on top of his clothed crotch, moving your hand slowly up and down his length. He feels big and girthy under your touch and you can’t wait to have him. 

“Please! Please, Bruce.” You plead at him and Bruce only coos at you before moving your hand to push his boxers down and free himself. Your eyes widen at the sight of him, it was everything you could have ever dreamed of and you licked your lips together looking at him. Bruce uses his hand to stroke himself a couple of times and you can only shake your head looking at him mesmerized. 

“Are you sure?” He asks once more for your consent and you frantically nod your head. “I’m gonna need your words, baby.” 

“Yes.” You breathe out. “Please give it to me.” 

Bruce is biting his bottom lip as he hovers above you to reach for the bedside table and fumble with the drawers till he pulled out a pack of condoms. So he was prepared. You stare at him taking on his muscular masculine form and the way his bicep was shining in the night light. He rips the packet open and goes to put on the condom with a grunt. His own erection seemed to be getting too much for him. You both knew that the first time wouldn’t last long anyway but thankfully he had a large pack right there. 

He positions himself back above you spreading your legs and he carefully pushes your soaked panties to the side taking in the sight of your pussy. 

“Prettiest I have even seen.” He praises you watching as your pussy clenched and unclenched around nothing for him. 

“Gotta treat her well, she has been so patient..” He chuckles before placing his dexter finger above your pussy lips stroking it gently up and down, causing you to moan out his name. The next moment Bruce is offering you his finger. 

“Taste how good you are.” He commands and you obediently do so locking his finger between your lips. Bruce realizes immediately as he watches you suck on his finger greedily. With a curse he lines himself to your entrance with his free hand and then pushes the tip of his cock inside you slowly, making your mouth fall open, and setting his finger free. He gives you time to adjust as the warmth of your pussy engulfs him and he stays like this until you begin to beg him to continue. 

“So eager…” he scoffs and pushes his thumb back inside your mouth. You obediently look at him with doe eyes while you try to move your hips against his. Slowly he begins to slip more inside you, pushing what feels inch by inch until he is fully inside you and then he softly begins to move his hips a little bit faster than before. 

The sheer sensation of the way his cock is stretching your pussy leaves you a moaning mess and Bruce seems to really know how to work his hips. He begins to thrust deep inside you, moving his cock inside while his hands are wrapped around your face staring right into your eyes, his fingers inside your mouth while saliva is falling off the sides of your face, each of his thrusts moving you both along with him. 

It feels amazing, better than you could ever have imagined. There is nothing you wouldn’t do for this man, there is no position you didn’t want him to take you in. 

“I’m not gonna last long.” He warns you shaking his head slightly. You knew that you didn’t mind that, you knew more will be coming, so you just nod your head as best as your can, unable to speak. And then is as if all hell breaks loose and Bruce begins to move his hips wildly against your frame drilling your body into the mattress feeling himself spill inside his condom. Feeling that warmth triggers your own orgasm and it hits you in waves of pleasure, groaning and arching your back until you were trying hard to escape from his tight grip but Bruce only held you tighter. 

“You are not going anywhere.” He shakes his head. “I got more plans for you.” His voice causes shivers down your spine and you only sit obediently relaxing your well-pleasured body just for him. 

“You’ve been so patient, I just wanna treat you well…” He muses, and you note how relaxed the alcohol was made him. Who would have thought? Bruce slips out of you making you whine at the sudden loss. You watch him carefully as he discards the condom and not wasting one moment picks a new one. Your pussy is clenching while watching him place it on his cock. 

Then he is coming back to you and resumes his position entering you once again. “Be good for me, alright?” he coos while he slowly moves his hips, his lips beginning to explore your neck once again. Yes, you would be good for him, you wanted him, you have been craving him, fantasizing about him. For a moment you get lost in your thoughts wondering if Bruce wanked in this bed thinking about your pussy.

The daydream is broken by his hand holding up your chin as he begins to thrust in you deeply. “You’re so tight.” He scrunches up his face. “Been waiting to get fucked properly, huh?” He chuckles setting another fast brutal round of constant thrusts. The room is filled with the sound of skin on wet skin, thankfully the rooms are soundproof and no one would come looking for either of you.

It feels good, it feels right to have him there, inside you holding you up, looking at your face the way he is looking at you right now. You feel yourself getting weaker for him, your pussy clenching his cock. Then you watch him as he grins widely, eyelids heavy letting go of your chin and tracing his finger down your stern to your pussy, pushing it inside, he easily finds your clit and begins to rub it with his thumb. 

“I wanna see you.” He nods his head. “Give it to me, pretty girl.” His softness and the way he is talking to you have you falling into a magical trance. You need to do exactly as he is, wouldn’t want anything else. You let go, feeling the coil inside you tighten and then you feel like you can explode. Your orgasm comes hard and strong vibrating your whole body, shaking your body underneath him. You try to push him out but Bruce stays firm, watching your juices fall.

And all he does is look at you, admiring you. Like you were his favorite masterpiece. 

“Thank you.” He smiles at you and you shake your head. “You..” you begin to whisper but is still hard for you to breathe and speak. 

Bruce doesn’t talk, instead, he only slips out from you, positioning himself on the bed. He once again discards the condom, throwing it on the floor, and spits on his hand, spreading it on his length and stroking himself a couple of times. You place your hands under your breasts and hold them up for him darting out your tongue for him and wiggling your body. 

Bruce curses then, the first time you’d ever hear him do so, and then thick white cum is spreading on your breasts forming a line up to your chin. He grunts watching his cock getting softer. With the tip of your tongue and your fingers, you are gathering his cum and letting yourself have a taste moaning. Bruce falls on the bed next to you and he grabs your chin kissing you with extreme passion. You know he can taste himself like this, you love the fact that he doesn’t seem to care. 

Exhausted you wrap your body close to his and shut your eyes. You had been fed and loved and cherished, you were ready to rest. 

Several hours pass and the morning finds you both wrapped in one another, naked and with no blankets in sight. You feel cold but Bruce seems to run hot, you roll your body closer to him, feeling more and more alert. 

“Good morning.” You whisper as you watch him blink slowly, facing the front of him, your legs and body wrapped around his torso. You watch him as his eyes widen, panic kicking in. He has no recollection of what had happened. 

“Y/N?” He draws his eyebrows together looking at you confused, and then he glances down looking at your naked wrapped bodies and begins to move fast, trying to find some kind of clothes with his hands but all he can pick is your dress from last night. 

“What happened? Did I?” You nod your head and place your hands on his face trying to calm him down. 

“We did.” You whisper slowly. “We made love, confessed our love.” Bruce’s eyes widen again and his mouth hangs open, relief written on his face. 

“We did?”

You nod your head again and smile.  “And it was perfect.” 

“It was?”

“Hmm.” 

“Are you sure it wasn’t?”

“Bad? No, it was perfect, Bruce trust me, you are quite good at it.”

Bruce’s face blushes all the way up, glowing bright red. The thought of this man being embarrassed about his sex makes you laugh and you shook your head. “I can still feel you inside me. Actually.”

Bruce takes a moment to stare at you completely bewildered at your statement and then wraps his hands on your face pulling you in for a hasty kiss. He needed to make sure all of this was real and actually happening. He needed to make sure, no more daydreams. 

“I love you.” He blurts out. And his breath is short, still drunk on your love. 

“I love you too.” You confess and smile softly rubbing the thumbs of your hands on his beard.

“We should go out on a date.”

“Yes, we should.”

“Central Park, 1 pm?”

“I’m available.” You chuckle and let out a small laugh.

“What can we do till then?”

“I got an idea.”

“Really? I got several to match.”

You giggle once again and let him roll you on the bed, arms on each side of your face kissing you and kissing you again. 

Amazing what can happen when a whole group of people works together…

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