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Heat

summary: itty bitty smut blurb about Eddie dirty-talking in spanish for his latinx!gf. CW: gender neutral/no pronouns used, reader is described as having breasts; titty-worship, use of blindfold, oral sex-male receiving. The reader is latinx but it is not explicit as to where they're from, just that they speak spanish - Grisi shampoo is referenced though, which is a Mexican brand. Words: 800. *Translations for the Spanish phrases are at the end*

When it’s dark, you can feel him better. 

The way Eddie’s fingertips are callused, the nails are cut near to the cuticle to keep the grime away from working at the mechanic shop. Still, his touch is softest when he secures the blindfold around your head, brushing your hair away from the nape of your neck. His palms are so big that your tits fill them perfectly, as he squeezes and fondles with reverence, as the chapped skin around his thumbs graze the pillowy skin of your nipples. His whole hand nearly covers your entire neck as he caresses you from behind; one hand teasing your throat, the other mapping the curves of your stomach and hips. 

When your sight is missing, you can smell him better. 

Smell the fresh note of chamomile from the Grisi shampoo you received on the latest care package your family sent you; Eddie got a liking for it when he visited your country. It makes his curls appear golden under the sunlight, as soft as silk to the touch. That scent mixes with that of nicotine on his breath, and the beachy smell of sunscreen absorbed on his skin after a day out at the lake. Underneath that, his earthy musk, as he rests his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling his nose against your neck. 

Without your vision, the way he tastes you melts you faster against his embrace.

His long tongue laps at your neck before he captures your earlobe with his teeth, flicking the lobe tenderly before sucking it into his mouth. Makes you sigh brokenly, tilting your neck to one side to expose more of yourself to him. 

Your neves are already alight, your skin is covered in goosebumps. 

And that’s until you hear him. 

A jolt of arousal shoots through your very core as he says, “tus pechos son increíbles…” while he squeezes your tits again. 

“Eddie!” you moan with arousal but also with a fuzzy sensation of love, as you bite your lip hard and try to follow his movements by blindly lolling your head from side to side. 

He said he had a surprise for you, but you figured it was the blindfold when he pulled it from his nightstand. You had no idea he had been practicing his Spanish…at least not with phrases like this. 

“Y-yeah? You like them?” you whisper breathlessly while gulping down and arching back against him, wanting more. 

“Sí, son preciosos…”  His breath in your ear hits like lightning, his words bring out a thundering arousal flooding your senses. You can only giggle and blush, feeling elated, and cherished, to know your boyfriend would do this for you. 

You yelp with surprise when he tilts you back in his arms, getting you to lay on your back among the pillows as he gets on top of you. The light fuzz of stubble on his chin tickles you deliciously as he kisses your tits, gathering them in his hands to push them upwards, before his tongue flicks and sucks on a nipple. 

“Tienen el tamaño perfecto para mi…” he says, and your thighs squeeze together on instinct. 

“Para besarlos, y tocarlos…” his touch is incredible, but it’s his words that are making you feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun. 

“...para lamerlos…” 

“Fuck, Eddie…” you whimper, biting your lip to keep from moaning so much. You’re trembling so hard, feverish with need. 

“...para morderlos…” His teeth dig into your nipple, pulling at it softly before releasing it with a slick noise, right before he licks and nibbles on your breasts, taking his sweet time to not leave any inch of skin untouched.

“Quiero lamerte y morderte duro…” He mumbles as he buries his face between your tits, kissing his way upwards. 

“Oh my god, Eddie…” you bite your lip hard, quivering and writhing on the bed - and then whimper when the warmth of his tongue is gone for a moment.

You try to sense where he went, try to pierce through the blindfold with your gaze even if it’s a silly notion, until – 

– “Voy a morder todo tu cuerpo así…” he growls right into your ear making you moan louder, the lewd noise coming straight from your guts; white-hot flames of arousal dance beneath your covered eyes. 

Because in this darkness, the heat feels like it’s blazing right through you.

You feel every droplet of Eddie’s sweat falling on your pebbled skin as he goes down your body, biting and licking away in between murmurs in your language that add more fuel to the fire. 

By smell alone you can tell that he’s taken off his boxers, sitting on his heels beside your head, and taking your jaw in his palm, guiding you to him 

“Que rico, mi amor…” you retaliate and grin eagerly when he shivers at your words just like you did earlier for him, as you take his cock in your mouth and relish in the way you can truly focus on the way he feels without your eyesight. Heavy and warm as the engorged veins of his length pulse and throb.

He whimpers as you murmur sweet nothings in spanish between ragged breaths and gurgling noises, making your heart race as you think – you never knew words could carry such fire within them.

SPANISH DIALOGUE

"Your tits are incredible"

"Yes, they're precious"

"They are the perfect size for me"

"To kiss them, and touch them..."

"...to lick them..."

"...to bite them..."

"I want to lick you and bite you hard"

"I'm gonna bite all your body like this..."

"So good, my love..."

#one more boost before I go to bed #self reblog

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THE DRAMA, THE ANGST

What u mean MAY OR MAY NOT 👀

I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED! (Content warnings for mentions of grooming and pregnancy)

Also Mia and I have been jokingly calling this the “Deadbeat Dad AU” even though that is very much not the case lol

So this AU starts during Layla’s senior year at Hawkins High. She’s in a very dangerous relationship with one of their teachers (he’s the same one who attempts to assault her in Devil in Disguise) but she’s also been seeing Eddie because he is one of her best friends and their chemistry? Insane.

Come graduation, she’s set to be married the next week and is about five months pregnant with SOMEONE’S baby. She and Eddie carry on their relationship through her marriage, to the point of her divorce until he gets a record deal and runs off to LA.

Fast forward about 14 years and Layla has been divorced now 4 times and has two daughters (Flora, 14 and Rose, 12). Eddie’s been back from LA for a couple years and has been teaching music at the middle school and private lessons.

Layla has also accepted a position at the middle school, teaching the seventh and eighth grade choirs, the girls choir and the advanced orchestra. She has a doctorate in music education and theory.

She and Eddie have to share an office and now are forced to interact on the daily and not just during the girls’ weekly lessons. They’re still down bad for one another but the issue of him running off still has Layla feeling a bit standoffish towards him.

Oh also! Layla knows Eddie is the father of her children. Wayne also knows.

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Me reading this comment:

AAAH THANK YOU SO MUCH BRI!! I’m so happy you liked it that much!! (An incoherent reply would have also given me LIFE so no worries there at all! 🤣 i’m wheezing!)

Thank you for reading and reblogging!! 🥰

Heat

summary: itty bitty smut blurb about Eddie dirty-talking in spanish for his latinx!gf. CW: gender neutral/no pronouns used, reader is described as having breasts; titty-worship, use of blindfold, oral sex-male receiving. The reader is latinx but it is not explicit as to where they're from, just that they speak spanish - Grisi shampoo is referenced though, which is a Mexican brand. Words: 800. *Translations for the Spanish phrases are at the end*

When it’s dark, you can feel him better. 

The way Eddie’s fingertips are callused, the nails are cut near to the cuticle to keep the grime away from working at the mechanic shop. Still, his touch is softest when he secures the blindfold around your head, brushing your hair away from the nape of your neck. His palms are so big that your tits fill them perfectly, as he squeezes and fondles with reverence, as the chapped skin around his thumbs graze the pillowy skin of your nipples. His whole hand nearly covers your entire neck as he caresses you from behind; one hand teasing your throat, the other mapping the curves of your stomach and hips. 

When your sight is missing, you can smell him better. 

Smell the fresh note of chamomile from the Grisi shampoo you received on the latest care package your family sent you; Eddie got a liking for it when he visited your country. It makes his curls appear golden under the sunlight, as soft as silk to the touch. That scent mixes with that of nicotine on his breath, and the beachy smell of sunscreen absorbed on his skin after a day out at the lake. Underneath that, his earthy musk, as he rests his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling his nose against your neck. 

Without your vision, the way he tastes you melts you faster against his embrace.

His long tongue laps at your neck before he captures your earlobe with his teeth, flicking the lobe tenderly before sucking it into his mouth. Makes you sigh brokenly, tilting your neck to one side to expose more of yourself to him. 

Your neves are already alight, your skin is covered in goosebumps. 

And that’s until you hear him. 

A jolt of arousal shoots through your very core as he says, “tus pechos son increíbles…” while he squeezes your tits again. 

“Eddie!” you moan with arousal but also with a fuzzy sensation of love, as you bite your lip hard and try to follow his movements by blindly lolling your head from side to side. 

He said he had a surprise for you, but you figured it was the blindfold when he pulled it from his nightstand. You had no idea he had been practicing his Spanish…at least not with phrases like this. 

“Y-yeah? You like them?” you whisper breathlessly while gulping down and arching back against him, wanting more. 

“Sí, son preciosos…”  His breath in your ear hits like lightning, his words bring out a thundering arousal flooding your senses. You can only giggle and blush, feeling elated, and cherished, to know your boyfriend would do this for you. 

You yelp with surprise when he tilts you back in his arms, getting you to lay on your back among the pillows as he gets on top of you. The light fuzz of stubble on his chin tickles you deliciously as he kisses your tits, gathering them in his hands to push them upwards, before his tongue flicks and sucks on a nipple. 

“Tienen el tamaño perfecto para mi…” he says, and your thighs squeeze together on instinct. 

“Para besarlos, y tocarlos…” his touch is incredible, but it’s his words that are making you feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun. 

“...para lamerlos…” 

“Fuck, Eddie…” you whimper, biting your lip to keep from moaning so much. You’re trembling so hard, feverish with need. 

“...para morderlos…” His teeth dig into your nipple, pulling at it softly before releasing it with a slick noise, right before he licks and nibbles on your breasts, taking his sweet time to not leave any inch of skin untouched.

“Quiero lamerte y morderte duro…” He mumbles as he buries his face between your tits, kissing his way upwards. 

“Oh my god, Eddie…” you bite your lip hard, quivering and writhing on the bed - and then whimper when the warmth of his tongue is gone for a moment.

You try to sense where he went, try to pierce through the blindfold with your gaze even if it’s a silly notion, until – 

– “Voy a morder todo tu cuerpo así…” he growls right into your ear making you moan louder, the lewd noise coming straight from your guts; white-hot flames of arousal dance beneath your covered eyes. 

Because in this darkness, the heat feels like it’s blazing right through you.

You feel every droplet of Eddie’s sweat falling on your pebbled skin as he goes down your body, biting and licking away in between murmurs in your language that add more fuel to the fire. 

By smell alone you can tell that he’s taken off his boxers, sitting on his heels beside your head, and taking your jaw in his palm, guiding you to him 

“Que rico, mi amor…” you retaliate and grin eagerly when he shivers at your words just like you did earlier for him, as you take his cock in your mouth and relish in the way you can truly focus on the way he feels without your eyesight. Heavy and warm as the engorged veins of his length pulse and throb.

He whimpers as you murmur sweet nothings in spanish between ragged breaths and gurgling noises, making your heart race as you think – you never knew words could carry such fire within them.

SPANISH DIALOGUE

"Your tits are incredible"

"Yes, they're precious"

"They are the perfect size for me"

"To kiss them, and touch them..."

"...to lick them..."

"...to bite them..."

"I want to lick you and bite you hard"

"I'm gonna bite all your body like this..."

"So good, my love..."

#lovely comments #comment reblog #my writing

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Thank you for tagging my my darling! @waywardrose

Surprise surprise i’m the most predictable of all

No pressure tags: @angstigone @neonhairspray @moongirldreamer @moonchildrenandflowercrowns @targaryen-madness @chattylurker and everyone else that wants to do this!

tagged by @shatterthefragments to share the last song i listened to. i have no excuse, i'm trying to unwind with the very first Metallica playlist i ever made

tagging @stellasplendens @hookedhobbies @taka-chan @foundationsofdecay @whataboutyouisamascot no pressure of course 🌻

#tag thingies #Spotify

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wish i could call in bitchy to work

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Just FYI. I had been feeling off about the hotd fandom for months now, and had already distanced myself/blocked all of the shit people involved in the nastyness because their vibes were off to me from the START even without interacting with them. I’m so glad I did because I’ve kept my corner peaceful. Still, I had already been feeling paranoid and weary, not knowing who to trust, and having this feeling that shitty things were happening behind the scenes because of a few odd interactions I had that made me suspicious.

I stopped writing for Aemond because of that (along with personal life being tough as hell these last two years) and I just wanted to take a chance to say that I won’t be writing for Aemond anymore, at all. The hotd fandom hasn’t been fun for a WHILE and with everything that came to light recently, makes me wanna write for him even LESS.

My masterlist will still be up, but I won’t be expanding on my aus anymore. If you have a question about my opinion on him (I’ll still watch season 2, of course!) i’ll be happy to reply and chat. But I won’t write blurbs or headcanons or fics anymore. No more Amaelia, no more Aemond’s children or modern!Aemond in my ask box, please.

I really wanna focus on Eddie again. He’s my #1 silly man after all. I’m close to finishing my master’s this semester, and when I’m done, I will be opening requests again. For now, i’ll keep posting polls every now and again about plot bunnies in my head I wanna write for when I need encouragement to get them out!

Thank you to all the besties that have supported my Aemond writing and who hit up my inbox to brain storm and yell about him with me! My Aemond stories have been the most well received, way more than my Eddie ones, and that was such a treat to experience, all thanks to you! I hope fandom gets a bit more peaceful for everyone moving forward. We’re all nerds with blogs in the end trying to cope with life

#PSA i guess (?) #lol #my writing

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me writing: i am a god and reality bends to my whims

me proofreading: im too stupid to be alive

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@thembohux Love you Lita 🥹 thank you for reading this!! Your reactions always give me life

Heat

summary: itty bitty smut blurb about Eddie dirty-talking in spanish for his latinx!gf. CW: gender neutral/no pronouns used, reader is described as having breasts; titty-worship, use of blindfold, oral sex-male receiving. The reader is latinx but it is not explicit as to where they're from, just that they speak spanish - Grisi shampoo is referenced though, which is a Mexican brand. Words: 800. *Translations for the Spanish phrases are at the end*

When it’s dark, you can feel him better. 

The way Eddie’s fingertips are callused, the nails are cut near to the cuticle to keep the grime away from working at the mechanic shop. Still, his touch is softest when he secures the blindfold around your head, brushing your hair away from the nape of your neck. His palms are so big that your tits fill them perfectly, as he squeezes and fondles with reverence, as the chapped skin around his thumbs graze the pillowy skin of your nipples. His whole hand nearly covers your entire neck as he caresses you from behind; one hand teasing your throat, the other mapping the curves of your stomach and hips. 

When your sight is missing, you can smell him better. 

Smell the fresh note of chamomile from the Grisi shampoo you received on the latest care package your family sent you; Eddie got a liking for it when he visited your country. It makes his curls appear golden under the sunlight, as soft as silk to the touch. That scent mixes with that of nicotine on his breath, and the beachy smell of sunscreen absorbed on his skin after a day out at the lake. Underneath that, his earthy musk, as he rests his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling his nose against your neck. 

Without your vision, the way he tastes you melts you faster against his embrace.

His long tongue laps at your neck before he captures your earlobe with his teeth, flicking the lobe tenderly before sucking it into his mouth. Makes you sigh brokenly, tilting your neck to one side to expose more of yourself to him. 

Your neves are already alight, your skin is covered in goosebumps. 

And that’s until you hear him. 

A jolt of arousal shoots through your very core as he says, “tus pechos son increíbles…” while he squeezes your tits again. 

“Eddie!” you moan with arousal but also with a fuzzy sensation of love, as you bite your lip hard and try to follow his movements by blindly lolling your head from side to side. 

He said he had a surprise for you, but you figured it was the blindfold when he pulled it from his nightstand. You had no idea he had been practicing his Spanish…at least not with phrases like this. 

“Y-yeah? You like them?” you whisper breathlessly while gulping down and arching back against him, wanting more. 

“Sí, son preciosos…”  His breath in your ear hits like lightning, his words bring out a thundering arousal flooding your senses. You can only giggle and blush, feeling elated, and cherished, to know your boyfriend would do this for you. 

You yelp with surprise when he tilts you back in his arms, getting you to lay on your back among the pillows as he gets on top of you. The light fuzz of stubble on his chin tickles you deliciously as he kisses your tits, gathering them in his hands to push them upwards, before his tongue flicks and sucks on a nipple. 

“Tienen el tamaño perfecto para mi…” he says, and your thighs squeeze together on instinct. 

“Para besarlos, y tocarlos…” his touch is incredible, but it’s his words that are making you feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun. 

“...para lamerlos…” 

“Fuck, Eddie…” you whimper, biting your lip to keep from moaning so much. You’re trembling so hard, feverish with need. 

“...para morderlos…” His teeth dig into your nipple, pulling at it softly before releasing it with a slick noise, right before he licks and nibbles on your breasts, taking his sweet time to not leave any inch of skin untouched.

“Quiero lamerte y morderte duro…” He mumbles as he buries his face between your tits, kissing his way upwards. 

“Oh my god, Eddie…” you bite your lip hard, quivering and writhing on the bed - and then whimper when the warmth of his tongue is gone for a moment.

You try to sense where he went, try to pierce through the blindfold with your gaze even if it’s a silly notion, until – 

– “Voy a morder todo tu cuerpo así…” he growls right into your ear making you moan louder, the lewd noise coming straight from your guts; white-hot flames of arousal dance beneath your covered eyes. 

Because in this darkness, the heat feels like it’s blazing right through you.

You feel every droplet of Eddie’s sweat falling on your pebbled skin as he goes down your body, biting and licking away in between murmurs in your language that add more fuel to the fire. 

By smell alone you can tell that he’s taken off his boxers, sitting on his heels beside your head, and taking your jaw in his palm, guiding you to him 

“Que rico, mi amor…” you retaliate and grin eagerly when he shivers at your words just like you did earlier for him, as you take his cock in your mouth and relish in the way you can truly focus on the way he feels without your eyesight. Heavy and warm as the engorged veins of his length pulse and throb.

He whimpers as you murmur sweet nothings in spanish between ragged breaths and gurgling noises, making your heart race as you think – you never knew words could carry such fire within them.

SPANISH DIALOGUE

"Your tits are incredible"

"Yes, they're precious"

"They are the perfect size for me"

"To kiss them, and touch them..."

"...to lick them..."

"...to bite them..."

"I want to lick you and bite you hard"

"I'm gonna bite all your body like this..."

"So good, my love..."

#comment reblog #my writing #lovely comments #had to rescue these tags to keep forever

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so I posted it and I've decided that if I get a request for the general version, I'll write it. I included the english translations of the spanish phrases I used in the fic, at the very end of it

EXPRESS POLL! So i'm currently working on my smutty latinx!Reader x Eddie blurb, BUT. Not to toot my own horn but this is fire so far, and I'm worried about it not being open to more people if I write for a latinx!reader specifically. So, I'm debating on two options: writing it like I planned it, OR write two versions of the same blurb, one for my latinx besties and one for a general audience

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it is finished!

Now that the Dad!Eddie oneshot is done, what should be next?

(i found the last poll super helpful. Also, if I tell myself I’m just gonna write a blurb, it helps me feel less stressed about writing a whole ass thing 😅)

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Heat

summary: itty bitty smut blurb about Eddie dirty-talking in spanish for his latinx!gf. CW: gender neutral/no pronouns used, reader is described as having breasts; titty-worship, use of blindfold, oral sex-male receiving. The reader is latinx but it is not explicit as to where they're from, just that they speak spanish - Grisi shampoo is referenced though, which is a Mexican brand. Words: 800. *Translations for the Spanish phrases are at the end*

When it’s dark, you can feel him better. 

The way Eddie’s fingertips are callused, the nails are cut near to the cuticle to keep the grime away from working at the mechanic shop. Still, his touch is softest when he secures the blindfold around your head, brushing your hair away from the nape of your neck. His palms are so big that your tits fill them perfectly, as he squeezes and fondles with reverence, as the chapped skin around his thumbs graze the pillowy skin of your nipples. His whole hand nearly covers your entire neck as he caresses you from behind; one hand teasing your throat, the other mapping the curves of your stomach and hips. 

When your sight is missing, you can smell him better. 

Smell the fresh note of chamomile from the Grisi shampoo you received on the latest care package your family sent you; Eddie got a liking for it when he visited your country. It makes his curls appear golden under the sunlight, as soft as silk to the touch. That scent mixes with that of nicotine on his breath, and the beachy smell of sunscreen absorbed on his skin after a day out at the lake. Underneath that, his earthy musk, as he rests his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling his nose against your neck. 

Without your vision, the way he tastes you melts you faster against his embrace.

His long tongue laps at your neck before he captures your earlobe with his teeth, flicking the lobe tenderly before sucking it into his mouth. Makes you sigh brokenly, tilting your neck to one side to expose more of yourself to him. 

Your neves are already alight, your skin is covered in goosebumps. 

And that’s until you hear him. 

A jolt of arousal shoots through your very core as he says, “tus pechos son increíbles…” while he squeezes your tits again. 

“Eddie!” you moan with arousal but also with a fuzzy sensation of love, as you bite your lip hard and try to follow his movements by blindly lolling your head from side to side. 

He said he had a surprise for you, but you figured it was the blindfold when he pulled it from his nightstand. You had no idea he had been practicing his Spanish…at least not with phrases like this. 

“Y-yeah? You like them?” you whisper breathlessly while gulping down and arching back against him, wanting more. 

“Sí, son preciosos…”  His breath in your ear hits like lightning, his words bring out a thundering arousal flooding your senses. You can only giggle and blush, feeling elated, and cherished, to know your boyfriend would do this for you. 

You yelp with surprise when he tilts you back in his arms, getting you to lay on your back among the pillows as he gets on top of you. The light fuzz of stubble on his chin tickles you deliciously as he kisses your tits, gathering them in his hands to push them upwards, before his tongue flicks and sucks on a nipple. 

“Tienen el tamaño perfecto para mi…” he says, and your thighs squeeze together on instinct. 

“Para besarlos, y tocarlos…” his touch is incredible, but it’s his words that are making you feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun. 

“...para lamerlos…” 

“Fuck, Eddie…” you whimper, biting your lip to keep from moaning so much. You’re trembling so hard, feverish with need. 

“...para morderlos…” His teeth dig into your nipple, pulling at it softly before releasing it with a slick noise, right before he licks and nibbles on your breasts, taking his sweet time to not leave any inch of skin untouched.

“Quiero lamerte y morderte duro…” He mumbles as he buries his face between your tits, kissing his way upwards. 

“Oh my god, Eddie…” you bite your lip hard, quivering and writhing on the bed - and then whimper when the warmth of his tongue is gone for a moment.

You try to sense where he went, try to pierce through the blindfold with your gaze even if it’s a silly notion, until – 

– “Voy a morder todo tu cuerpo así…” he growls right into your ear making you moan louder, the lewd noise coming straight from your guts; white-hot flames of arousal dance beneath your covered eyes. 

Because in this darkness, the heat feels like it’s blazing right through you.

You feel every droplet of Eddie’s sweat falling on your pebbled skin as he goes down your body, biting and licking away in between murmurs in your language that add more fuel to the fire. 

By smell alone you can tell that he’s taken off his boxers, sitting on his heels beside your head, and taking your jaw in his palm, guiding you to him 

“Que rico, mi amor…” you retaliate and grin eagerly when he shivers at your words just like you did earlier for him, as you take his cock in your mouth and relish in the way you can truly focus on the way he feels without your eyesight. Heavy and warm as the engorged veins of his length pulse and throb.

He whimpers as you murmur sweet nothings in spanish between ragged breaths and gurgling noises, making your heart race as you think – you never knew words could carry such fire within them.

SPANISH DIALOGUE

"Your tits are incredible"

"Yes, they're precious"

"They are the perfect size for me"

"To kiss them, and touch them..."

"...to lick them..."

"...to bite them..."

"I want to lick you and bite you hard"

"I'm gonna bite all your body like this..."

"So good, my love..."

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #latinx!reader #eddie munson x latinx!reader #eddie munson blurb #stranger things #joseph quinn #my writing

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it's coming in a little bit! EEK

Now that the Dad!Eddie oneshot is done, what should be next?

(i found the last poll super helpful. Also, if I tell myself I’m just gonna write a blurb, it helps me feel less stressed about writing a whole ass thing 😅)

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a win for my latinas

EXPRESS POLL! So i'm currently working on my smutty latinx!Reader x Eddie blurb, BUT. Not to toot my own horn but this is fire so far, and I'm worried about it not being open to more people if I write for a latinx!reader specifically. So, I'm debating on two options: writing it like I planned it, OR write two versions of the same blurb, one for my latinx besties and one for a general audience

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good morning to women with big, beautiful brown eyes. the rest of you..close your eyes forever.

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EXPRESS POLL! So i'm currently working on my smutty latinx!Reader x Eddie blurb, BUT. Not to toot my own horn but this is fire so far, and I'm worried about it not being open to more people if I write for a latinx!reader specifically. So, I'm debating on two options: writing it like I planned it, OR write two versions of the same blurb, one for my latinx besties and one for a general audience

#torn #because I ask myself #would I wanna write it two times?? #never had this predicament before #any input would be great! #eddie munson #my writing