#stuck in your throat | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

a-little-unsteddie · 6 months

Text

stuck in your throat || a/b/o

hi so today is @lexirosewrites’s birthday today and like,, idk three or so weeks ago she followed me (hi lexi <3 happy birthday <3 hope today has been fun <3) and to celebrate both of those things i started writing an omegaverse fic, and i wanted it done by today but it is grew a mind of its’ own and now it’s much bigger than i thought it’d be so instead of the full fic, have a snippet <3

again, happy birthday lexi <3

“Hello?” Steve answered, having learned to not open the call with who was answering without knowing who was calling from one too many scam calls

“Is this Steve Harrington?” A soft feminine voice asked, taking Steve by surprise.

“May I ask who’s calling?” Steve asked, not willing to concede his identity until he knew it wasn’t someone looking to sell him ‘Alpha Pills’ or something just as ridiculous.

“Of course! My name is Chrissy Cunningham, you sent in an application for being a full time nanny and tutor?” She responded with a cheerful voice. “I can’t <i>really</i> go much more in depth without an NDA being signed.”

Recognition zapped through Steve’s body and he sat up in his seat. “Oh! Yes, I’m Steve. Um. I’d be happy to sign an NDA, just may I ask why?”

“Yes, you may! My client is a big fan of privacy and only agreed to hire someone if they were under an NDA for the protection of their pup.” aaand all of Steve’s anxiety surrounding the NDA pretty much melted away. Sure, maybe it was a bit much to do, and sure, now he was dying with curiosity to know just <i>who</i> he had ended up applying to, but the knowledge that the NDA was for the protection of the pup soothed any anxiety Steve had originally felt about signing an NDA. In fact, it kind of made his omega perk up. He shook off the feeling, focusing on Chrissy.

“That’s actually really relieving to hear,” Steve said with a laugh. “When or where can I sign the NDA?” he questioned, wondering when Robin would be home so he could tell her.

“Well, first, you and I will do a preliminary interview, just like any other job interview. Then, if all goes well, I’ll send you an email containing the NDA for you to review and sign,” Chrissy explained clearly and cheerfully. “After you sign the NDA, my client will perform an in-person interview and then we’ll go from there.”

“That all seems pretty straight forward so far,” Steve replied, standing from where he had been lounging on the couch. He walked to the kitchen, where he and Robin had put up a magnetic whiteboard calendar to fill with each of their schedules and plans. He grabbed the blue marker, his color, and prepared to jot down when they’d have the interview.

“Perfect! Happy to hear it,” Chrissy said with an audible smile.

“When will the interview with you be?” Steve asked, biting his lip as he stared at the calendar, which had sparsely been marked with his blue marker, even since starting this job hunt. Robin’s plans were in red, and was much more abundant due to having three part time jobs.

“Well, as soon as possible, really. If you’re available now, we could take care of it right away.” the woman responded, sounding like she was walking into another room.

“Oh!” Steve exclaimed, recapping the marker and returning it to the pen holder. “Yes, of course. I’m available now.”

“Perfect!” Chrissy’s voice sounded from Steve’s phone as the omega walked back to the living room and sat on the couch. “So, starting off pretty easy here, what made you apply for this position?”

Steve thought back and grimaced at the reminder that it was Robin who had submitted his application to this particular job. He wasn’t about to admit that, though, and quickly found a more appropriate response.

“Well, I love taking care of pups, and I just got my teacher’s license a month ago,” Steve explained, which wasn’t a lie, so he figured it was probably as good of an answer as any. “I also saw that this job traveled, and my best friend thought that it’d be good for me.”

“Yes, that was going to be part of this conversation, too. So, you’re obviously alright with the traveling, then?” Chrissy asked and Steve heard what he thought could be pen scratching as she wrote notes. He swallowed thickly, suddenly anxious about what she was writing. He decided to ignore his anxiety, even as his scent soured around him with it.

“Oh, yes, traveling is more than okay,” Steve agreed immediately, “but it’s more important to me that I’ll be taking care of a pup, if I’m honest.”

This statement seemed to pique Chrissy’s attention, as the writing stopped for a moment. “Why is that?” she eventually asked.

Steve winced, wondering if he should be up front about it or not. If Robin were here, she would insist that he was honest. He decided on a half-truth.

“I’ve always wanted pups, and a lot of them,” Steve admitted, fidgeting with a loose piece of thread on the couch. He switched which arm was holding the phone, as he had started to get a little sore from holding it up for so long. “But I don’t have a partner, so I can’t really have my own right now. I discovered through babysitting for one of my neighbors that I have a knack for taking care of pups.”

The scratching noise was back as Chrissy listened to his responses. Steve was nervous he wasn’t doing well, but figured that it wasn’t going bad if she wasn’t suddenly calling the interview short.

“Your resume says that you’re good in high stress situations,” Chrissy said after a couple seconds of silence as she wrote down whatever notes she was taking. Steve briefly wondered if he should be doing the same thing. “I’m going to give you an example scenario, and you’re going to tell me how you’d respond.”

“Sounds simple enough,” Steve agreed, trying not to let his voice betray how anxious he was.

“For the sake of simplicity, we’ll say the pup’s name is Rosie,” she informed him before she continued to describe the scenario. “You’re taking Rosie to the park, when suddenly there is a crowd of people surrounding you and you lose sight of her. What do you do?”

Steve thought the scenario was odd, but not ‘out there’ enough to alarm him. He thought about his answer for a moment before replying.

“I would try to follow her scent, first, because that will usually lead me to any pup I’ve babysat. If that doesn’t work, I will call out for her. If the situation is bad enough, I would contact the authorities, and either you or Rosie’s father.” he paused for a second before continuing, trying to make sure he covered all of his bases. “But honestly? If Rosie is small enough, I would have rather carried her once I saw the crowd, or hold her hand, for the reason of lowering my chances of separation.”

Silence that’s only broken up by the scratching of pen against paper followed, and Steve was suddenly anxious that he answered incorrectly. He answered what he would do if it were his own pup, but what if that wasn’t right? What if he wasn’t cut out for this job?

“Alright, next scenario,” Chrissy said, moving swiftly onto the next one without commenting on his answer; Steve didn’t know if he preferred her not acknowledging it or if he would prefer to be told his answer was shitty up front. The next few scenarios were just as oddly specific, but Steve answered them exactly as he did the first one. He tried to not overthink his answers too much because between each one there would be a stretch of time that Chrissy used to presumably write his answers down.

“One last question and then we should be good to move forward.” Chrissy said a good twenty minutes of questions later. “When would you be available to start working?”

Steve’s eyebrows raised, surprised that he was seemingly, maybe being offered the job. “Um—immediately. I would need time to pack, but other than that, I’m free.”

“Wonderful,” Chrissy said cheerfully. “Alright, now it’s your turn. Do you have any questions for me?”

Steve hummed, trying to go through his usual list of questions he asked during interviews that hadn't already been answered and came up empty. “Not at the moment, but I’ll make sure to write any I think of down, if I do.”

“Perfect! So, I will consult with my client, and I have a few other applicants that are interested, but so far, you are my top pick, but I don’t make the decisions,” Chrissy laughed, as if Steve was in on the joke. He laughed with her, not knowing what else he should have done. So, maybe not a job offer, but it sounded promising anyway. “I will be in contact in a few days, three at most.”

“Sounds good, thank you so much for considering me, Chrissy,” he responded with a smile, hoping to leave one last good impression.

#whdbehsh i literally screamed when you followed me lexi #and then showed it to everyone i’m friends with in steddie #and was like ‘well now i GOTTA write an omegaverse fic’#snd they were like ‘well you don’t gotta’#and i was like ‘no i do. and i will.’#and then i did 😌#steve harrington #chrissy cunningham #eventually eddie munson #steddie #steve x eddie #pre steddie #tw a/b/o #tw omegaverse #oh heck also #mentions robin buckley #stuck in your throat #unsteddie writing

721 notes · View notes

altoid404 · 1 month

Text

"ode to a conversation stuck in your throat"

#disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #harrier du bois #sketchbook #wip #ode to a conversation stuck in your throat #del water gap #my

83 notes · View notes

zeb-z · 5 months

Text

Etoiles, bitter and resentful, still trying to be kind and still looking out for Bad, wondering where the justice is that he’s forgotten purgatory. Roier beyond angry, pissed, furious, breaking the stone of his basement and wondering just why everyone else seems to have forgotten purgatory. Red team with the only confirmed missing members, who grew to rely on eachother, now separated, while Bad, their biggest aggressor and source of trauma, gets to get off like nothing happened. Gets to walk around with his son. Gets to visit them all and start casual conversation as if purgatory never happened. But it did, and he can’t, not with Roier. Who tries to shoo Bad away, encourages him to drink lava. Not with Etoiles, who while he’s patient and seemingly gentle, keeps constantly reminding him about his actions in purgatory. Maybe with Phil, who’s tried since the beginning to be the one above it all, the bloodshed and the fallout.

I dunno. something about how Cellbit and Foolish haven’t returned, and Roier is taking care of another kid, and Baghera is gone and Etoiles just has to carry on with his duties in the resistance, and Max is dead and the island doesn’t even know, and their kids are all in a coma except for Dapper, who sticks with his father, and the rest of blue team don’t seem to be stuck with the anger and misery, don’t seem to remember purgatory like they do. red team won, and they’re the ones who lost the most. red team won, and they’re the ones who cannot move on, who will not move on, as much as the island wants them to. something about trauma, and the rage that comes with the aftermath, when people try to return to normal, because how can you act like nothing happened when we’re still without our family, our loved ones, how dare you act like nothing happened when it did happen, and we’re still suffering for it?

#especially around bad. like his radiation induced brain damage isn’t his fault but by god does it turn the situation to something so unfair #no bad. Roier doesn’t want to go on an adventure with you. he doesn’t want to spend time with you. I wish you knew better about why #because there are consequences to your actions. by god there are consequences #idk just like. Roier without husband without father sis and son in a coma taking care of another kid like yeah good question why is everyon #else pretending like purgatory didn’t happen. it did. it fucking did. denial cannot save you now #it’s just. rahhhhhhhh rah rah rah #why does bad as the main agressor get to forget everything. everyone’s still stuck with his claws in their throat how dare he move forward #like yeah we all know why like #brain damage and radiation poisoning and all that jazz bad is suffering through his other actions thus far #it’s just. where’s the justice. where’s anyone else facing this. because red cannot get out of purgatory they cannot ignore it and they’re #doing awful just so awful #qsmp #mcyt #q!roier #q!etoiles #q!bbh #z speaks

80 notes · View notes

bolithesenate · 21 days

Text

you know, there's a particular brand of eldritch to having really long hair.

it's just... there. Dead outgrowths of your body falling over your back and limbs when you sit and lie and walk. Having to stretch your arms to the limit qhile tying it at the back of your head. Finding a little hair sticking out from a sweater and pulling and pulling and pulling and pulling until it comes free. Maybe it doesn't ever.

because at some point the hair is everywhere. it's like a n additional appendage you have no control over

it has control over you

#idk im sitting here while water drops on my foot from hair sticking to my leg after i washed it #having thoughts #also whats really fucked up and no one tells you is that sometimes a single strand gets stuck to your food #and you swallow it #and then you have to pull your hair out of your throat because its still connected to your scalp #its a really fucked up feeling #like you're fish and fisher at the same time #random boli thoughts #dont mind this too much my brain is just firing into all directions at once today

19 notes · View notes

house-of-daena · 7 months

Note

tartaglia: im scared that i'll lose control & hurt you babe 🥺

[gilligan cut]

[tart is in FL face down ass up twitching incoherent oozing cum & you're collapsed unconscious draped over him because his tartussy refuses to let go. a droplet of cum tries to ooze out & a tentacle emerges to scoop it up & shove it back in. a laugh track plays. you groan]

— 🐺

THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT 😭 ur poor dick probably gonna be numb as fuck b4 it let's you go 💔

#» asmo talks #» 🐺 anon #imagine eating him out #its like a mouth and his tentacles are down your throat #hard to fell if yiure eating him out or sucking him #then realize oh god THEYRE NOT LETTINH YIU GO!!!#so now ur buried between his thighs #stuck #perpetual state of slurping jis juices #HXHJXHXBXDH

24 notes · View notes

kinkymcbutweasel · 9 months

Text

Nut vids are great and all, but i want to see your face when you cum so i can imagine I'm looking down at you while you explode inside of me

#brow furrowed #lips parted #my name stuck in your throat #eyes glassy and hyperfocused #then the sigh of relief #my thoughts

26 notes · View notes

tuituipupu · 7 months

Text

everyone be thankful for a functioning neck rn. it’s not until you get a trapped nerve or pull a muscle in the front of ur neck that u realise how many tiny movements you make 💀

#i somehow pulled the front part of my neck laying down and couldn’t swallow 🤩#YIPEEE #i had to quit the kä live i thought i was having some kind of weird reaction #i think I’m ok now i can swallow #but i sure learnt quickly how interconnected everything is like the pain shot all the way up to my ear #it was that feeling where ur trying to hold back tears in ur throat that painful ache #mixed with the feeling of having a marble stuck in your throat #all because I fucking switched positions.#i need to move my muscles more during the day….#personal

12 notes · View notes

orionsgirl7lovegoodravenclaw · 4 months

Text

Hello my lovely people. Thank you again for the love and support for my recently completed Jegulus fic.

Next steps, I am thinking of a new one to get started, BUT in the meantime I have decided to go back to my WolfStar University AU, and fix/finish it.

I intend to redo a few bits within the chapters that were already posted as I have had inspiration and ideas for the future that need to be resolved in the previous stuff first. So if you are one of the few to have read what's already there, please keep an eye out for updates on chapter reposts 💙🙏🏼 as well as NEW chapters😍

I really appreciate any support in following me on this journey and any others 💙

#ode to a conversation stuck in your throat #wolfstar au #wolfstar university au #remus lupin x sirius black #sirius black x remus lupin #sirius and remus #sirius black #remus lupin

14 notes · View notes

sneez · 2 years

Photo

The General in Retirement / written 28.08.22

#my writing #new poem! and in a New and Fashionable Format (i.e. printed out stuck in my journal on top of tissue paper then scanned)#the tissue paper is william morris by the way :-D i love william morris. my grandpa loves william morris. we all love william morris #yes this is another fairfax poem. what can i say i love him a lot #also ive been doing dissertation research over the summer and my dissertation is about him so hes been On My Mind #the inspiration for this one comes from a quote i read describing his victory at naseby in [clears throat] A More Particular and Exact #Relation of the Victory obtained by the Parliaments Forces under the Command of Sir Thomas Fairfax (report to parliament)#in which the author wrote that 'before the fight his former lookes were like a dead man to what he had when he went to engage'#and that made me Think a lot. i will not go into more detail as the poem basically Is the more detail but i wanted to include the #inspiration somewhere even if only in the tags (for tag perusers to find. secret contextual information as a gift for you)#i wrote this whilst i was camping this past week :-) you can imagine me sitting by a lake in a field in herefordshire with my notebook #i hope the scan turns out ok i had to wrestle with my printer to get it to cooperate and even then it's a bit blurry in places #anyway! i hope you are all doing well my very dear friends :-) i love you all very much. shaking your hands with good affection #no doubt when i post this i will find 10000000000 mistakes. but no matter i will cope [said through gritted teeth]

98 notes · View notes

a-little-unsteddie · 5 months

Text

stuck in your throat || 1.2

1.1 | [here] | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5

if this seems familiar, it is because this contains part of the initial preview, if not all of it. next part will have all new content and be nearly as long as this one! woo! i’m pretty sure there’s 5 parts to chapter one, but i may be wrong, so i’ll correct it if necessary later.

The next few days passed in a blur of submitting applications and answering calls from random numbers, hoping that it was one of the places he applied to and not some scam call trying to get money out of him. It happened more than Steve thought it would, but unfortunately it did not surprise him, given he usually had unknown callers blocked.

“Hello?” Steve answered, having learned to not open the call with who was answering without knowing who was calling from one too many scam calls

“Is this Steve Harrington?” A soft feminine voice asked, taking Steve by surprise.

“May I ask who’s calling?” Steve asked, not willing to concede his identity until he knew it wasn’t someone looking to sell him ‘Alpha Pills’ or something just as ridiculous.

“Of course! My name is Chrissy Cunningham, you sent in an application for being a full time nanny and tutor?” She responded with a cheerful voice. “I can’t really go much more in depth without an NDA being signed.”

Recognition zapped through Steve’s body and he sat up in his seat. “Oh! Yes, I’m Steve. Um. I’d be happy to sign an NDA, just may I ask why?”

“Yes, you may! My client is a big fan of privacy and only agreed to hire someone if they were under an NDA for the protection of their pup.” aaand all of Steve’s anxiety surrounding the NDA pretty much melted away. Sure, maybe it was a bit much to do, and sure, now he was dying with curiosity to know just who he had ended up applying to, but the knowledge that the NDA was for the protection of the pup soothed any anxiety Steve had originally felt about signing an NDA. In fact, it kind of made his omega perk up. He shook off the feeling, focusing on Chrissy.