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[rainylana]

hello guys:)

i know this will be disappointing to some of you, but my time on tumblr has come to a close. i won’t be deleting my account, so you can re-read my works, but i won’t be uploading anymore. i love to write and won’t leave that hobby completely, but i’ve found something for my life that fulfills me more than anything i’ve yet to have. im so very happy! i won’t be disappearing from the app, i suppose i’ll be lurking somewhere around here every now and then. and who knows, things change, maybe one day i’ll be back to writing on here, but as of right now, that chapter is over. im so thankful for those who read my stories and supported them! i love you! bless you all and i hope you lead happy lives.

with love, lana.

[rainylana]

new twisters movie??

[rainylana]

eddie munson x female reader

a short lil smutty blurb because i’m a whore. i think i may start posting some smutty drabbles/short fics so if you have ideas send them my way!!

warnings: smut 18+!! spanking ass/pussy, punishment, reader is very stressed, language, fingering, soft!dom!eddie munson.

the stress of a new job had completely flipped your life upside down, or at least it felt like it had. you were miserable, grouchy and irritable, regretting your decision to find a new work place, and made everyone else miserable along with you. it took him one week before he’d finally had enough of your attitude.

“are you ready?” sitting on the couch with you folded over his lap, skirt up and panties down, eddie smoothed over the skin of your backside.

you nodded, burying your face in the cushion of the couch.

“getting quiet on me now?” he raised a brow down at you. “you sure had a lot to say when you walked in the door.”

your cheeks burned and you gulped, embarrassed of your behavior and shook your head. “i’m sorry.”

you couldn’t help but smile into the fabric, happy to be in the position you were in. there wasn’t anything in the world that could clear your head more than this. over time, it became a need for you. your thoughts were already beginning to cloud.

“you will be.” he adjusted your hips once more before he lifted his hand, a loud crack echoing off the walls when his palm connected against your skin. it usually started slow, but eddie knew you were desperate for a release, a good cry was what you needed. he wouldn’t tease you and make you work for it. he didn’t want to anyways, tired of having you miserable at his side.

you tensed up and closed your eyes, mouth parting from the heavy slaps on your backside that made your foot twitch. he was quick about it, rapidly changing the quickness of his hand that had your breath hitching. he grunted, twisting his hand to reach the area where your thigh met the skin of your ass.

he glanced at your face when your hand reached out to grip the couch, silently checking your features to make sure you were okay. Noticing the lack of tears on your face, he raised his hand higher, bringing it down sharply that made you squeal.

“Good.” He praised you, spanking the top of your thigh. “That’s what I wanna hear.”

The burn increased and so did the pleasurable plain, tearing a whimper through you that caused you to jolt and reach your hand back to ease the sting.

He quickly caught your hand and stopped. “Keep your hands on the floor.”

You were panting, emotions bubbling in your chest that made your eyes blur. you put your hands on the carpet, moaning loudly when he started spanking you again. your pussy was soaked, throbbing and shiny from getting the treatment you wanted so badly.

“Ow!” You cried, kicking out your legs, a cry caught in your throat. “Ow- fuck!”

you were close to breaking, he knew you were, moving down to your thighs were you were most sensitive, he spanked you with heavy force that had you spewing out cries. he didn’t stop yet, spanking you slower and slower as you sobbed over his lap.

eddie kept in a heavy sigh, resting a hand on your back as he looked down at your shaking figure. “are you feeling better now?”

you sniffled, tears leaking out of your puffy eyes. you should of felt better, you normally always did after he was finished spanking you, but you weren’t. all your mind was on was your job, your new coworkers and management that made you feel like an outsider. you strived for your life to be cookie cutter perfect, and when it wasn’t, you found yourself worked up and angry. that’s where eddie came in.

“no?” eddie answered his own question at your lack of one, perplexed and surprised. the annoyance in his eyes wilted when he saw the look of anguish on your face, a pent up frustration that you weren’t able to let go. you had been extremely bratty that week, but he could see the look in your eyes that cried out for help.

“talk to me.” he said gently, a hand softly caressing the red skin of your ass. “tell me why you’re so stressed out.”

your hands were no longer resting on the floor, your upper torso laying on the couch with a heavy, dead weight as your tears soaked into the cushion. “my job.” you squeaked, chest hitching with every breath.

“it’s gotta be more than that.” he questioned you.

your mind was foggy, but foggy wasn’t good enough. you needed complete silence. blank.

“i don’t want to fail!” it came out in a wail, soaked with tears.

he knew where this was going, typically where it always went. eddie didn’t pretend to know all the answers, but he knew that you were particularly more harsh on yourself than the average person, doubting yourself and your own worth. it was something he was trying to help you through.

“sweetheart,” his fingers rubbed the back of your head. “it’s just a job. there’s no need to make yourself sick over it.”

you blubbered pathetically, the skin of your ass ached, but it wasn’t enough. you didn’t want to hear his reassurances this time. you needed it all to be gone.

“punish me, eddie.” your eyes closed shut, the words practically drooling out as you pushed your hips up in the air, trying to find that heavy hand that you loved. “for— for being a brat and- and for being disrespectful to you.”

there was a time where he used to worry about going to far, worried about seriously injuring you, but he knew you well, and right now, you were telling him what you wanted. he had a role to play, so did you.

“spread your legs.” his voice came out rough and stern, sending an ache down your spine that sparked a flame in your stomach.

you opened them, spreading your thighs apart to expose your swollen, wet cunt, the cool air cold against your sensitive skin.

he hummed at the sight, trailing a singular finger up your slit that had you whining. “you like it when i’m mean to you, huh, honey?”

“yes!” you nodded quickly.

cupping his hand together and holding your mound in his palm, he watched your face as he quickly, and sharply, slapped your pussy. you jumped and yelped, drawing out a breathy moan than had you gripping the couch.

he quickly gave you another, then another, watching your face the entirety of the time. the stinging burns against your skin had you shaking, quivering with a hot ball of pleasure that built in your stomach.

he pushed down on your thigh to keep you still as he abused your pussy, spanking you sharply that pushed you towards a release. you were sobbing, body trembling with pain and pleasure. you were begging, pleading with him, but for what exactly, you didn’t know. more?

“fuck!” you cried, kicking out your foot.

“watch that mouth.” he snapped, delivering a harsh smack to your clit. “or i’ll wash it out, understand?”

you nodded through tears, almost dumb at this point, with a blotchy, ruined face. he takes notice of you, how your eyes seem to be staring off into nothing, like you weren’t really there. the look used to scary him, but now he understood it. this was just something you needed from him.

“i think you’ve had enough, baby.” he admires his work on your skin, softly rubbing your back. “why don’t i reward you, huh?”

you’re not vocal, not having the will to speak as you responded back with a muffled whine. eddie didn’t waste much time before dipping his fingers inside your pussy, pushing them in and out roughly and quickly. it was mere seconds before you came on his lap.

[rainylana]

18+

AFAB reader, soft dom Steve, spanking, fingering

A/N: A good spanking sounds more like a reward than a punishment to me.

The toll of too much responsibility weighed heavy on your slouched shoulders. Steve notices it immediately when you traipse into the living room after work. Slipping your heels and blazer off you take the hand he extends out to you, letting him tug you down to the couch to sit you sideways in his lap. He knows that it's too early to ask for the specifics just yet, circling his arms around your waist to hold you close instead. You nuzzle your cheek against the front of his sweater, seeking comfort in his warm embrace and familiar scent. The aroma of freshly printed paper had permeated your office and invaded your senses all day, a smell you now considered pungent. Needing to expunge it from your memory you nuzzle closer to Steve. He's freshly showered, eucalyptus and spearmint lingering on his skin as you readily inhale the scent through the soft cotton, mind going pleasantly foggy.

"Want me to run you a bath?", he offers, kissing you softly on the forehead. HIs voice is mild. Peaceful and full of concern. A dulcet sound that lulled you, completely unlike what had made your head throb for the past 8 hours at your desk. Blaring ringtones, shrill copiers, acid tongued supervisors, colleagues who stapled things too frequently and louder than necessary. You're too fatigued to find your own voice and answer him, shaking your head as the cotton brushes gently against your cheek. "Feeling up to eating something?", he tries again only to receive another weary shake of your head. "Just wanna sit here for a while?", there's a pause from you this time and he thinks he might have landed on the right suggestion when another soft shake of your head tells him otherwise. "Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you, angel. Anything", he cups the side your face, rubbing his thumb over the apple of your cheek.

There was something.

You'd been thinking of it all the while during your commute home. Tilting your head up at him, eyes a little glazed and more than a little dreamy, you spoke.

" 'Want you to spank me".

Steve wasn't shaken by your request. He'd become familiar with how you sometimes liked to release all that tension that had nowhere else to go. He'd done it enough times for it to be another one of those things between the two of you that needed no explanation.

He understood that you needed that bite. That sharp, swift strike. A good kind of hurt. That's how you put it when you asked him for it the very first time on a day that had been just as taxing as today. The kind of hurt that could displace all your thoughts, numbing the sting of your long arduous day and leave imprints of something better behind. You had worried that it made no sense and he told you that it didn't need to. As long a it helped, as long as it was what you needed, he promised to give it to you and he had kept his word.

You laid over his lap, pencil skirt pulled up to your waist to bare your ass, fingers curled around the edges of a cushion he'd handed you to rest your cheek on. He glides his hand over your exposed skin first, tracing the waistband of your thong with his pinky as your eyes slipped shut. You had a safe word tucked and ready at the back of your mind just incase. Another one of the several things the two of you had discussed beforehand. Like where you wanted to be touched and how.

The first hit lands on your left cheek, not the spot and little shy of the amount of pressure you liked best but that's only because he's following what you had asked for.

Start a little high, not too hard- just enough, and when you get lower- just above where my thigh begins, that's when I need you to make it hurt.

You sigh, a contented sound as his hand glides over the impact point. He repeats the processes on the right cheek before returning to the left and then once again on the right- two hits on each cheek. The warm up's over now and the weight of how much you want the real thing is heavy in your belly. You can feel it manifest in the way that your skin had begun to tingle, heating up with all the blood rushing to the surface, leaving you feeling more sensitive to the touch. "Steve", you whimper urgently, an unsaid meaning behind it only he can decipher. "I know, baby. I'm going to start now, okay?", he coos down at you, waiting for to give him the go-ahead. "Please".

Your nails scratch at the plush cushion when his rough palm makes contact with the part you'd specified was your favorite, harder than before and better than the first four hits. Exactly how you liked. You release a shaky breath, toes curling, a hushed, needy sigh leaving your lips. "Yes". The next hit lands on the opposite cheek, sharp and swift with a resounding smack. You cry out this time and he's quick to give you another on the same spot, surprising you. You liked it best when he caught you off guard like this. Another thing you'd mentioned during your talk on do's and don'ts.

"Baby, baby...", he smooths his palm over the hot skin, condescending lilt to his tone and the slightest bit foreboding but it's all part of what you've asked for. Not that he considered any of it to be a chore. "Feeling better already, huh? good. I want that pretty little head empty, understand?". You nod quickly and a little dumbly, going pliant in his lap. The soft lace of your underwear is beginning to feel tacky between your legs and you're sure he's noticed it too, choosing to neglect the need pooling there for the time being. "Forget everything and let me take care of you", he pinches lightly at your abused flesh, the corner of his lips twitching upwards when you moan at the new sensation. "Just keep making those noises for me and I'll treat you right".

You couldn't have held them back if you tried. Mewling and sobbing in his lap, each hit helping you release all that was pent up inside you. Your legs spread wider, a stray slap or two landing on your sticky inner thighs to make you squeal and spasm. "Shit, baby. You need me here too, don't you?", he presses his thumb over your hole through your damp underwear. "Gonna play with your pretty cunt- give my girl something to really cry about". With one hand over your hip to keep you still, he uses the other to snap the waistband of your thong, peeling the ruined garment off your body.

Your ass burns from all the necessary roughness as you rest your cheek on the damp cushion, wet with your tears. "Steve...", another urgent whimper just before he pushes two fingers inside you, hooking them up to drag along your hot, wet walls in quick successive pumps. It's so sudden, so fast, so hard- you're wailing out his name, one of your hands shooting back to squeeze your fingers over his thigh, holding on as your body begins to writhe. "That's it, sweetheart...cry for me baby- want you to let it all out like a good girl". You can feel his cock through his sweatpants, hard and throbbing on your hip as your legs twitch and kick. It feels like you're falling in slow motion, orgasm building with a lazy roll at the base of your spine, travelling higher and higher until he catches on your sweet spot and it bursts into flame and color inside you. The scream you let out is only partially muffled by the damp cushion when you shove your face into it, body bucking and quivering with each wave.

You're so wrapped up in your own climax to notice Steve's pace stutter, still hitting that spot for you, albeit a little messily now. He slows it down when your writhing begins to subside, carefully pulling the soaked digits out of you as he rubs your back with his other hand. "Fuck- you did so well, honey", he heaves a sated sigh and you realize now that the dampness you're sensing on your hip means that he came too. Still feeling a little wobbly and light, you manage to pull yourself up and maneuver yourself back onto his lap. "Thank you, Stevie", wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him gratefully on the cheek. The come down brings a second wash of relief, both of you spent and satisfied in each others arms. "How about I run that bath for us, huh? and call in an order for your favorite if you're hungry?", he gives you a light squeeze to make sure you haven't dozed off before washing up. You meet his adoring gaze as you look up from where you're resting your temple against his shoulder. The answer was 'yes'. You longed for a shower and some food but you smiled back and shared something more important instead. "I love you".

[rainylana]

alr so if i write something i wanna do some kinky shi so let me know what y’all are into 🤭

[rainylana]

hi 💗 i just read your i’m always going to take care of you series again, i don’t even remember if this is the fourth or fifth time i’ve read it. but wow. it seriously blows me away every single time. you’re so talented. the way you wrote this series is so raw and so real and it’s really very impressive, to so accurately capture the essence of those kinds of experiences. some of the most well written fanfic i’ve ever read

THANK YOU! i always smile so big when people comment such nice things about the writing i post. i’m so glad it meant something to you!! love ya!

[rainylana]

I’m wishing you the best.

If you ever need to talk, my DMs are always open 💜

thank you dear:) you’re so sweet and i appreciate you!

[rainylana]

Did you know you are

thank you:) you’re the sweetest❤️

[rainylana]

[rainylana]

would anyone be interested in some kinky smut drabbles??🤭

[rainylana]

this is me asking for help. how do i tell my friends i’m suffering? how do i admit i need help?

[rainylana]

Long time no see :) how are you doing?

i’m doing okay…trying to be! i’m just sort of existing right now in life and trying to keep going. sorry i haven’t been writing/active. i pop in and out. i hope to get some motivation one day. truth is i’m not doing great. thanks for checking in:)

[rainylana]

sorry i haven’t been active besties lana has been loosing her mind !!

[rainylana]

💜✨SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING💜🤩

❤️❤️

[rainylana]

besides stranger things, what’s your favorite tv show?

[rainylana]

Have you ever thought about write for 001/Henry Creel?(older Henry not a child)

i used to have a few fics posted on here about him but they’re long since deleted. i’d have to rewatch the show to remember more about him! but yeah maybe!!

[rainylana]

peter ballard is so hot