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jwirecs · 1 year ago

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RECOMMENDED SEVENTEEN FICS OF NOVEMBER 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my recs for seventeen for november! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Loud Leather & Loud Thoughts || @bitchlessdino💕💔✅💯

↳ Hard to maintain a good acquaintanceship if it started off on the wrong foot, but Wonwoo tries to do just that, no matter how much you resent him from childhood. Now reunited as adults, you’re questioning whether your negative impression of him has stuck since being away or have you grown up just enough to realize how much between the two you have changed?. (bitchlessdino aint gon be bitchless no longer cause honey, i will be on my knees for your fics. biker!wonwoo is my new guilty pleasure.)

Too Much || @hannieehaee🔞💕✅💯💯

↳ after a few weeks of constant overtime work slouching over a desk, you feel as if your back is about to give out on you. fortunately for you, your best friend seungcheol is a professional masseuse! unfortunately for you, you're unsure of how you'll keep your crush on your best friend at bay while on his massage bed, ass up and oiled up. (the last time i had a massage, i swear i thought the masseuse broke my arm cause of a loud pop. scared me and the masseuse LMAO, but we okay. but can you imagine, cheols hands....im just gonna stop there. let the imagination run)

Always Only You || @honeyhotteoks🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ the date was terrible, awful even, but you just can't call your brother to pick you up. you have to call his best friend instead. (brb imma need a hot minute to relive this fic. like no joke, my ass will be in the corning if you need me. bottom line, i absolutely loved this one)

5 More Minutes || @qmrzi💕✅

↳ jihoon is working on a song before your date together and you got impatient. (he really would be the type to say 5 more minutes of work before a date. desperate times calls for desperate measures. i respect the oc's hustle.)

Bedroom Exclusive || @onlyhuis🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ seeing your boyfriend on tv kissing another girl definitely doesn't feel good, but he's got plenty of time to make it up to you. and he plans on letting you know that you're the only one on his mind. (AFTER THAT VID OF HIM IN THAT DRAMA WITH THAT ONE SCENE???? OHHHHHHHHHHHHH CHILD. another fic where i had to take a moment to breathe after i finished reading it. that says a whole lot my friends.)

Just The Tip || @euphor1a🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ he tried his best, he really did. but lord, for how long could he control himself when you looked like a pretty, little angel, all his to ruin? (you gotta give it to mingyu for resisting the urge throughout the story. flash a titty and this man will crumble to the ground. i love it.)

Now You're Safe With Me || @thedensworld💕💔✅💯

↳ Seungcheol received several missed calls from you, and he knew they weren't just regular phone calls. (stop this bby boy will drop heaven and earth to be with his boo. lets all pray that i get a man like him.)

Spotted: Woozi At Couples Therapy? || @mphountitled🔞💕💔✅

↳ A kink confession in couple's therapy might just save your relationship (i think its safe to say that this man is lowkey kinky af. lets be real. the dudes prob kinky.)

Sweet Home || @mangocustard16💕✅

↳ Mingyu returns home after a grueling practice to find you asleep on the couch, having waited for him despite his advice not to. He lifts you into his arms, shares a loving dinner, and the two of you cuddle in each other's embrace. (god soft mingyu is cute af. SOMEONE GET ME A MINGYU PLS)

To Be In Love || @daegutowns💕✅

↳ (a lil ol fic of oc's relationship with cheol. ngl oc is literally the mom of the group now. adopted 11 other children once they got with cheol. i love that for them)

Bloodily Safe || @starlightxsvt🔞💕✅💯

↳ you have a little secret. one you are desperately hiding. yet the boy you have a crush on has figured it out. now a game of cat and mouse has begun. how do you make it out alive? (oooh child. this one. had me questioning what the heck do i read on here, but then again, i fully enjoyed it LMAO)

Clingy || @facioleeknow💕💔✅

↳ Anon Req: hi!! saw that you're taking request!! how about something like jeonghan get annoyed by the reader because he thinks reader is too clingy lately so he decided to put some distance, end up with something bad happens to reader and he regrets everything he did? angst to fluff pls thank u so much 😭🫶 (oooh mean jeonghan is lowkey my guilty pleasure. someone give me some more mean jeonghan which turns into fluff please.)

Creep || @smileysuh🔞✅💯💯💯

↳ “If the roles were reversed - if you were a ghost bound to this apartment forever - you’re saying you wouldn’t watch me get naked every day?” He’s definitely got a point. As your eyes skim Mingyu's perfect form again, that tingle returns between your legs. There’s no reason for him to be as sexy as he is- murders aren’t the only shocking thing this man has under his belt and you can see that now. (ngl, i hope theres gonna be a second part just about how they would like overcome(????) the hardships(?????????) idk if those are the right words. but like how they would deal with one being a ghost and all that jazz. like down the line how will that work out. BUT other than that, i honestly love their fics to god.)

Driving Lessons For Dummies || @shuaflix🔞💕✅

↳ you've finally passed your written test and gotten your permit after six failed attempts. eager to get your license while attempting to avoid overpriced driving lessons, you enlist the help of kwon soonyoung, who only requires a STIIZY pod as payment. (lowkey got a fear of driving but thats something else LMAO. i respect all of the driving teachers, cause like they risking their life essentially, so i respect hoshi for risking his life with teaching the oc driving. goodluck to my future boo cause imma be the passenger princess in the relationship.)

In Between Notes || @som1ig💕💔✅

↳ after complaining for the hundredth time to your friends, you finally manage to take time to read a book unrelated to law studies. since you can’t borrow it, you decide to leave a note on the page where you left off with a comment. the next day, when you come back to reread it, you surprisingly find a note replacing yours. someone read the same book as you and answered you. then begin an epistolary exchange through notes and book, until it suddenly stops. and no, you won’t give up until you find who your correspondent was. (minghao is such a cutie, stop. connecting through notes through a book is adorable af. literally cinderella)

Love You Twice || @toruro🔞💕💔🔄

↳ in which your extremely hot and sexy one night stand turns out to be your son’s teacher. naturally, chaos ensues, but you might just find love as your life continues to take an unexpected turn. (teacher woo is satan. dont come for me but yall know this man probably has 0 patience. no scratch that, this man has too much patience. he will wait if he has to. step daddy woo. yes pls)

Accidentally Ditching You On your Bday || @hannieehaee💔✅

↳ (title says it all. i love how i can just put myself in the oc's shoes and FEEL THE EMOTIONS. when you arent in a relationship, you through yourself in the oc shoes and live through them. that being said, them boys who "accidentally" ditch you on your birthday can choke on a piece of rice. with love.)

Petite S/O Trying to Kiss Them || @seokminded💕✅💯

↳ (its the hhu again - im short, most us females are short so we can highly relate to this struggle. LMAO)

Playfully Dodging Their Kisses || @mangocustard16💕✅💯

↳ (its the hhu but, do you hear their pouts??? you can literally hear their pouts. each any every one of them i swear to god.)

Forgetting Your B-Day || @toruro💕💔✅

↳ (there isnt a summary but - 95 line forgetting your birthday. brb let me go quickly cry, as someone who doesnt really celebrate their birthday as like a big thing since we just aging, but this would hit me hard if i was in a relationship ngl.)

Do check out all of the other seventeen fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #seventeen smut #seventeen friends to lovers au #seventeen childhood friends to lovers au #seventeen texts au #seventeen reactions #seventeen established relationship au #svt fic recs #svt recs

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michwritesstuff · 2 years ago

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Knight in Shining Khakis (Top Gun: Maverick: Jake Seresin)

a/n: something I wrote quickly since i’ve been in a writing slump, but I thought this was cute and fun so I hope you guys enjoy :)))

summary: female reader (she/her) x jake “hangman” seresin Another rowdy night at the Hard Deck leaves you searching for Rooster to come and save you from the unruly and horny patrons. But when Rooster is nowhere in sight, Hangman offers his assistance in helping you out. He turns out to be just as charming and cocky as you expected, but kinder than you thought.

notes/warnings: mentions of unwanted drunk attention and creepy men, age-gap, somewhat fake dating but not really

word count: 1.0k

It was a busier Saturday night at the Hard Deck with the influx of the spring break crowd in San Diego. A bunch of college-aged kids dying to test their luck and charm on the military men and women.

You understood, just a short 2 years ago you fell into the same category. Now you were studying for your Master’s in Social Work while working at the local bar in your free time.

You had grown close with the regulars, chatting with them while you served and sometimes meeting up during the day for coffee or just a beach hang out. They made it enjoyable. The only downside to working at the Hard Deck was the drunk men who thought being an asshole and making offensive comments would get them anywhere.

Hence your current state. You marched up to the dart board where Coyote and Hangman had been playing round after round for the past hour. Glancing back to the busy bar, you shuddered at the thought of having to deal with all the horny boys alone.

You rapidly tapped on Hangman’s shoulder after watching him hit his third bullseye in a row.

He turned around, a confused look on his face before his lips lifted into a small smirk at the notice of your presence, his eyes glancing down to your figure.

You were just a sight for sore eyes, he thought. Your ripped denim shorts hugging your hips and accentuating your waist in just the right ways, while still being short enough that it looked like your legs were never-ending. And don’t even get him started on the tank top that framed your collarbones in the most unbelievably sexy way.

You stood with your hands on your hips, foot tapping impatiently as you watched Hangman unashamedly look you over.

“Where’s Bradley? I need his help.”

“Snuck off with Phoenix a few minutes ago, pretty sure they left” he replied, taking a sip of his beer as his eyes quickly scanned your figure once more.

“Ugh of course he did,” you whispered under your breath, eyes scanning back behind you to the unattended bar where the unruly patrons whistled and waved over to you. The boys laughing and pushing each other in the process.

God, you really hated college boys.

“But how can I be of service sugar?”

To the untrained eye it may seem like you were having a regular conversation with Hangman, which couldn’t be any further from the truth. Out of the entire dagger squad you barely conversed with Hangman. He was always around, and you would steal glances back and forth, but you rarely ever chatted with him one on one.

Bradley was usually your go-to guy for this type of thing. It happened on accident one night when a guy was just a little to forward and wouldn’t leave you alone. All it took was for Bradley to say “Hey asshat! Leave my girl alone,” while dressed in his service khakis and the guy buggered off. From that point on Bradley would come around and chat you up, pretending to be your boyfriend and watch the guys walk away, pride on the floor and dick tucked away.

Any of the Dagger squad could pull it off really, even sweet-ole Bob who looked like he wouldn’t hurt a fly could be intimidating if he wanted to be, especially when he was in uniform. But Jake, he was intimidating all the time. Something about his icy green eyes pierced your soul and you found it harder than you thought to hold eye contact with him.

“I need you to pretend to bemyboyfriend,” you whispered, rushing and slurring your words at the end.

Hangman was pretty sure he heard you clearly. He knew what routine you and Bradley had going on. He had seen it time and time again while you worked at the Hard Deck. You would leave the bar, bringing Bradley his favorite draft beer and he would follow you back. Chatting you up for a few minutes, give you a wink and wave goodbye to the retreating backs of the men who had tried so hard to take you home.

He always wished it was him who you would’ve asked at the beginning.

And now here you were, looking cuter than ever and asking him for help.

“What was that darling?”

“Hangmannn,” you whined. Hearing you whine out to him did more to him than you would’ve thought. Of course he was going to help you, just wanted to see you get a little flustered first.

Of course he was being difficult right now. You knew he had heard you. You couldn’t believe that you were letting yourself inflate his ego even more. He was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny that, but he was cocky and arrogant. And be knew it, that somehow irritated you the most. He knew what he did to you and just couldn’t help himself.

“Alright, lets go sweets,” he smiled, placing his beer on the table and intertwining his fingers with yours as he led you back to the bar.

But when you went to let go of his hand, Hangman surprised you.

He followed you behind the bar, picking up a dish rag to wipe the spilled drinks that had accumulated during your time away.

“Hangman you don’t ha—”

“Jake,” he corrected, a playful grin reaching his eyes as he admired your confused face.

“Call me Jake.”

“Jake,” you smiled, nodding your head and turning away so he couldn’t catch another look at your flustered state. You enjoyed how his name rolled off your tongue, it felt personal. And little did you know, so did he.

Jake had far surpassed your expectations as a fake boyfriend. He wasn’t overbearing or showboating. He simply just talked, keeping your attention glued to him the entire night as he helped you serve the bar. And it worked, you felt like you were in your own little world as the two of you continued conversation, the unruly patrons at the back of your memory as all you did was hand them a drink and a half-hearted smile.

From talking about your families and growing up to the most embarrassing moments of your college days, you talked for hours on end. You don’t think you’ve ever laughed so hard in your entire life.

And when your shift ended, Jake had helped you close up. He walked you to your car, hands intertwined, you don’t even remember whose hand reached for whose.

You dropped your hand from his, unlocking your door and giving him one final glance.

“Thanks Jake, I had fun tonight.”

“Anytime darlin” he dipped his head down to yours, pretending to dip a cowboy hat towards you.

You shook your head with a boisterous laugh before climbing into your car and reversing out of the parking lot.

Jake decided from that point on he would do anything and everything he could to make you laugh like that again, and you had a sneaking suspicion that you would let him.

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alloftheimaginesblog · 2 years ago

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i'll wait {e.m}

plot: eddie's crush on you has never been a secret.

character: eddie munson x plus size female reader

part of my eddie munson ‘pretty eyes’ series

Eddie Munson had had a crush on you pretty much since he first saw you and it was absolutely no secret. His affections for you were never hidden or secret, he was very open with how much he wanted you and how much he admired you. The flirting was a very regular occurrence for you, he always had bad pick up lines and sexual remarks when it came to conversation but he never went over the line. Somehow he always seemed to be respectful even when hitting out with a dirty pick up line.

You acted like you didn't like it but he knew that you liked his compliments and his flirting - even the dirty things he'd say. Your friends would scoff and tell him, "In your dreams, Munson." and he would wink and tell you that's exactly where he'll see you. It amused you, gave you a little confidence boost and honestly it was harmless. Your friends thought he was sleazy, looking for a one night fling, but actually, you knew it was more than that.

It had been a few months prior and you were at a party and you'd happened to buy weed from yours truly. He pulled you aside and told you that if he ever overstepped with the flirting or made you uncomfortable, to tell him and he'd stop immediately. When you were confused, he clarified that if given a chance he'd jump to be yours but if he went too far then he'd back off. When you shook his head and told him he was fine, Eddie grinned like a maniac, "I knew you liked it! There was something about your smile afterwards... I just knew it!"

At first you couldn't understand why someone like him would like someone like you but his answer was always the same - "Because it's you, princess. You and those pretty eyes."

You hadn't seen him in a few weeks since the whole 'end of Hawkins' thing happened (which by the way what the fuck?). Normality came back a lot quicker than you thought because teenagers and school just had to. The next time you saw Eddie was at a party. You hadn't expected him to be there but there he was, out in the garden smoking alone like usual.

As soon as you saw him, you were pushing through the crowd to get to the backdoor. He watched you with curious eyes, "You came all the way out here in the cold to see little ole me?" He said, pitching his voice up a bit and had his hand on his heart.

"Jesus Christ, you look awful," you grimaced as you approached him. His skin was pale and bruised, littered with cuts or freshly pink scars. As you watched him move towards you, you notice the way his hand held the right side of his ribs and the way he winced with every step.

"Doctors told me I'm lucky to be alive," Eddie said, taking a drag from his joint, "Not as bad as what it was when it happened."

"Fucking hell, Munson."

Eddie seemed to snap out of the more serious conversation and grinned, "You miss me?"

You rolled your eyes, laughing slightly, "As a matter of fact, yeah. I missed you constantly begging me to let you take me out on a date."

"What can I say, princess?" He smiled, "I'm persistent... If I asked you out right now, would you take pity and say yes cause..?"

He always could make you laugh. He was just funny and that charm was almost endearing. You shook your head, "As much as I appreciate all the compliments and flirting and what not, I dunno... I just don't think I'm ready for something like that." It was true. You hadn't had a boyfriend yet. You honestly didn't think any guys would want you. You weren't skinny, you were fat with a protruding stomach and thick thighs... The comments some of the jocks in your classes made about you weren't the kindest and it caused you to lose part of yourself, "I'm taking the time to work on myself. Trying to not think about what other people think of me so much so I think I need time to do that; to be alone and to just be me, you know?" Eddie really appreciated your honesty, he liked knowing that you felt comfortable enough to talk to him about those sorts of issues. He knew what idiots thought and said about you, he'd gotten himself detention too many times because he'd thrown a punch in your honour.

There was a pause before he spoke again, "Do you like me?"

His question took you by surprise, you hadn't expected him to ask something like that, "In what way?"

"Every way."

You nodded, "I like you to talk to, I think you're pretty easy going and easy to get along with, you're funny, kind. You want people to think that you don't care but in reality, you care a lot more than people think you do... Do I see myself dating you? I'll be honest, there's something there that attracts me to you, I like your style, your smile, I like you but like I said... I just don't think I'm ready but if you were pushing me for an answer, yes I like you and if I was up for dating which I'm not right now but if it was, I think I'd be pretty lucky to go on a date with you."

Eddie smiled, eyeing you as he took a long drag of his joint, "That's okay, princess... I'll wait." You thought he was joking so you laughed which was met with Eddie frowning at you, "Doesn't matter how long you take, I'll wait for you until you're ready."

"What?"

"You're the best person I've ever met. Beautiful, kind, you don't care what other people think, you're sexy as fuck. You listen to what I consider to be great music, you're cool as shit... I like you a lot if you hadn't noticed. I'll wait."

You opened your mouth, head spinning from the weed, but nothing came out. Eddie smirked at your flustered state, "Your friends are coming, I better skedaddle before they see you hanging about with me. Don't want anyone thinking the wrong idea." He teased as he took one last inhale of his joint before crushing it under his boot. He turned to you after taking a few steps, "I mean it, you know... you're worth waiting for, (y/n)."

You were left speechless, standing outside in the freezing cold as your friends opened the door and called on you, "What the hell are you doing out here? Were you with Munson? It's freezing, get in here!" You let them drag you back inside the party but you couldn't stop thinking about Eddie said. In fact, for the next three days, you replayed that entire conversation over and over in your head, analysing and picking apart each and every word.

Maybe you were more into him than you thought.

#one shot #prompt #os #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #plus size series #plus size reader #plus size #reader insert #pretty eyes #pretty eyes series #stranger things imagine #stranger things #stranger things one shot #fic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson #imagine

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superiorsturgeon · 1 year ago

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The Burden of Fame

Jaune: *sips his drink*…and then Weiss said “Stardust, away!” and left both Yang and Ruby stuck in the ice!

Pyrrha: *wearing a disguise of fake glasses, a beanie, and her hair in a bun* Oh, I wish I could’ve seen that! We were all so silly back in our first year! 🤣 *quickly finishes her beer*

Jaune: Hey, better not drink too fast! Don’t want anyone to see the Invincible Girl get drunk in public!

Pyrrha: *fixes her fake glasses* Oh, don’t worry so much! I’m wearing a clever disguise after all! 🥸

Jaune: Sorry! Sometimes the ol’ anxiety acts up…

Pyrrha: *leans against him* Well mister, good thing your Invincible Girlfriend is here to chase the anxiety away!

Jaune: 😘 Well, how could I ever-

Paparazzo: Pyrrha Nikos! If I could just ask a few questions!

Pyrrha: …oh great…so much for my clever disguise…

Jaune: Uh, do you mind? We’re kind of on a date here-

Paparazzo: *interrupting and talking quickly* Miss Nikos, is it true that you’re sneaking around with this mystery man and keeping your relationship secret from your fans?

Jaune: Hey! That’s kinda rude to ask-

Pyrrha: *trying to tune out the questions* 😑

Paparazzo: Are you in disguise because you’re ashamed to be seen with your current boyfriend, or is it possible that there is another person involved?

Pyrrha: 😤

Jaune: I’m RIGHT HERE! And Pyrrha would never-

Paparazzo: And is it true that you have yet to meet this mystery man’s family? Is it because you plan to break up soon?

Jaune: Hey! That’s very rude and very personal!

Pyrrha: *thinking* Oh, I’d hoped Jaune and I could have a regular night out together without being bothered like this! Stupid celebrity gossip!!

Pyrrha: I’ve always tried to be polite to these interviews, but this man is ruining my evening! It’s time I put a stop to this once and for all!

Pyrrha: What would my friends do in this situation? 🤔

Jaune: …Pyrrha, are you okay?

Pyrrha: *calmly reaches for her beer bottle*

Pyrrha: *flips her hand over and grips the bottle neck like a club*

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Jaune: …and then I used my one phone call to call you.

Mama Arc: *arms folded, looking through the bars of holding cell* 🤨

Pyrrha: *absolutely mortified, face in her hands*🫣 I’m never taking advice from Yang or Nora ever again!

Mama Arc: *sighs* This is not how I pictured meeting my son’s girlfriend…

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #arkos #jaune x pyrrha #mama arc #Yang and Nora influenced Pyrrha’s thinking #jaune arc x pyrrha nikos

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vilnmelling · 6 months ago

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Rudolph / Swedish Barbecue shit

I'm Swedish. I love Trevor Lipschitz. By extension, I have to love his Swedish exchange student boyfriend, Rudolph (Will Branner's character at homecoming, for those unaware). By another extension, I was then required to make a bunch of Swedish headcanons about Rudolph. At 1 AM today, I wrote down a bunch of random headcanons about them, and now here they are!

Rudolph's full name is Rudolph Svensson.

Rudolph's already a quite uncommon name in Sweden, but it's made even rarer by the fact that it's spelled Rudolph instead of Rudolf. So, simple explanation, Rudolph is trans and he chose to spell his name like that to make it look better in English.

He's fluent in English, but has a noticeable accent. It's not so strong it's distracting and hard to decipher, but it's strong enough to provoke "where are you from?" questions.

Schools in Sweden don't have sports teams and afterschool clubs, so when Rudolph first came to Hatchetfield High, he joined like seven different clubs just because he could.

It took Rudolph a solid two weeks after meeting Trevor to realize/find out Trev has an identical twin brother. He waved and smiled at Richie in the hallways several times, thinking it was Trevor. Richie was very confused.

No one knows when Trevor and Rudolph started dating. Not even them. They were just suddenly kissing and calling each other boyfriends.

Rudolph's mother taught him how to make fucking AMAZING Swedish cinnamon rolls, so Rudolph once made them for all his Hatchetfield friends. Now Trevor thinks Swedish cinnamon rolls are far superior to American ones. Picture below so you can see the pure glory.

In Sweden, barbecues aren't as big a thing as a good ol' traditional kräftskiva is (literal translation = crawfish slice). A kräftskiva is basically just when families/friends come together and eat a bunch of crawfish. Rudolph hasn't explained what a kräftskiva is, but he keeps making "The Kräftskive Monologues" jokes that no one understands, and he keeps laughing his ass off about them.

Trevor will always introduce Rudolph as, "This is my Swedish boyfriend. I found him at IKEA."

Rudolph taught Trevor the Swedish word 'lagom', which doesn't have an English translation, but basically means that something is good enough. It's not perfect or anything, but it's not too little or too much. Now Trevor uses that word on a regular basis.

Thank you, this has been Swedish Barbecue headcanons with a Swede

#swedish barbecue is a fantastic ship name btw #whoever came up with it needs a raise #starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #nerdy prudes must die #starkid npmd #npmd #trevor lipschitz #npmd trevor #trevor npmd #rudolph npmd #npmd rudolph #swedish barbecue #npmd swedish barbecue

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cherry-blossom-qf · 1 year ago

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Looks like Frisk has a new OTP~!

AU INFO HERE

Context for this crackship below 👇

Throughout Frisk and Magolor's time in Snowdin, solving Papyrus' puzzles and stuff, the ol' boney himbo was starting to have some romantic feelings for Magolor. Magolor's adorable charms and similar interests (puzzles and traps), all of it just made Papyrus fall head over heels.

During the date with Papyrus, when Frisk and Magolor (who was there cuz what else was he supposed to do?) tried his famous spaghetti... Magolor actually really liked it! (alien cat taste buds are weird lmao)

And that's when Papyrus' pulled an Alphys and admits his feelings for Magolor. While Frisk is squealing like a fangirl at the new ship, Magolor was just floating there... flustered as shit...!!

The whole thing just came out of nowhere for the egg cat! He didn't know what to say!! He didn't want to reject him, but he wasn't sure he felt the same at that moment!! His feelings were unclear and he was feeling the pressure from it. So he just responded with a polite "I need to think about it"..

Which leads Papyrus to start nervously flipping through the dating guide book on what to do with a "think about it". So Frisk advices Papyrus' to be patient and not to panic. And with that advice, Papyrus says something like "I UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL MAGOLOR! SO, UNTIL YOU MAKE YOUR DECISION, I WILL BE THE BEST NOT-BOYFRIEND EVER!! WHICH....I GUESS IS JUST A REGULAR FRIEND???? YOU GET THE POINT!!!"

And for those who wanna know if they actually end up together, they do. The more Frisk calls Papyrus' and hangs out with him, the more he falls as well.

And at the end of the True Pacifist, before they head to the surface, Magolor announces is decision... which was a heartfelt yes~

Can y'all tell that I put a lot of thought into this crackship? I swear I'm normal (enough), I just think they would make a good couple. IS THAT SUCH A CRIME?!? CUZ IF IT IS, I WILL GLADLY GO TO JAIL!!

Apologies if my explanation has any grammar errors or doesn't make any sense! ("🌸^ ^) 🍝

#my art #magolor falls into undertale au #undertale #undertale papyrus #undertale frisk #this ship is not a joke #i'm probably insane for doing this ship #THEY ARE THE AUTISTIC GAY COUPLE!! WHAT'S NOT TO LIKE?!?

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ask-chef-teruteru · 1 year ago

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Aaah I've been gone for a while and I was waiting for a perfect time to tell you but there's never a perfect time is there so might as well just say it now or I never will; I got another boyfriend!! I wanted to tell you about him as soon as you got back but I felt like it should wait and then I just kept putting it off fdkfdjgdfkgh

His name is Zayne and he's suuuuuper pretty and nice and sooooo cool!! I'd love to bring him by the diner to meet you sometime soon but he's super busy and lives pretty far so I don't know when that'll happen but

I just wanted to tell you!!! I love him very much!!! And I love you very much!!!!

“Fine fella like yourself, I’m surprised ya weren’t a regular Casanova by the time y’all moseyed along to the diner, swept me off my feet! Then again, bless your lil’ heart, you’re so shy. Even in tellin’ me ‘bout your great news! And it is great news, sugar! I’m happy as can be for y’all!”

“It’s wonderful to see y’all ‘round here again! World’s always a bit brighter with you in it, so I hope y’all been doin’ well! I appreciate y’all stoppin’ on by to keep me up to date on your date— you silly lil’ thing! Y’all coulda told me ‘bout him any ol’ time! Any time is the right time to talk about the people you love! I coulda no sooner stepped foot in the diner ‘fore you ran at me sayin’ 'Teruteru, you look at this boy I done landed, ain’t I so lucky!?' and I woulda been excited for ya then and there!

I am thrilled to bits for y’all, my darlin’! I’m hopin’ I get the chance to meet him too, but I understand how bein’ busy goes.

Congratulations on the happy relationship! Zayne ain’t the only one who’s pretty n’ nice n’ cool, n’ I’m glad y’all found each other!

I love y’all too, o’ course! Don’t go bein’ a stranger waitin’ on the perfect time to talk to me again a’ight? You n’ yours are always welcome!”

#asks #emile-hides #I feel like I should get some o them party poppers #like these 🎉#you got SO much love in that big sweet heart o yours n it makes me happy knowin you got someone else to share it with!#❤️❤️❤️

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inkadink17 · 1 year ago

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Natsukashii {懐かしい}:

Chapter 2

Snake walks back to his home. Or…his brand new home in any case.. his mom is dating a guy named Brian, he’s pretty nice to most of his family and plus he’s pretty wealthy, so Snake’s family moved into his place. Snake was never really fond of Brian. Not that he hates him for replacing is dad, it was for another reason.

Snake walks into the large house and is greeted by Brian’s Samoyed, Toby. Toby was the only nice thing about moving in with Brian. Toby runs up to Snake and jumps up in excitement, Snake couldn’t help but scratch and pet his cute little cheeks and rub his cute little belly. “Awww, hey Toby! Whosss a good boy? You are! Yes you are!” Snake smiled.

Snake’s little brother Kenji is in the living room playing on the Sega and Blair was playing restaurant with Akane.

Snake’s mom walks into the living room. “Sanford, sweetie?” She called. She was dressed In a nice sun dress.

Snake looks up from petting Toby and stands up to greet his mom. “Oh, hey mom.” He hugs her and break the hug, “What’ssss with all the dressss up?”

“I’m going on a date with Brian today, I’m going to wait for him to get off work.” She said. Snake felt a little peeved at what his mom said but didn’t say anything about.

She tells him, “You know Claire is usually here at around 3:00, Brian and I will be back at around 8:15. I need you to go down to little Tokyo Townsville (it’s an actual place in Townsville look it up) and run the family shop until then, ok?” Claire was the babysitter. Kosuke was in university, and snake had to run the shop, Kenji, Blair and Akane were obviously too young to be in the house by themselves, let alone watch the house.

“Oh, ok mom.” Snake said.

“Alright, bye sweetie I love you.” She said, kissing his forehead and heading out the door.

Snake goes over to sit next to Kenji while he’s playing Sonic the Hedgehog.

“Heh, you ssssuck at this game” Snake says to Kenji dying in the game.

“Oh reeeeeally ? I’d like to see YOU beat this game!” Kenji scoffs and hands his brother the game and Snake plays.

A few moments later, the doorbell rings.

Snake goes and opens the door to find Claire, Claire always had a familiar face to Snake. It felt really comforting.

“Oh! Claire, you’re here.” Snake smiles.

“Yup, it’s me, good ol’ Claire.” She rolls her eyes and smiles.

Snake chuckles, “Alright, my mom and her boyfriend are gonna be home at around 8:15 and I’m gonna be running the ssshop. You know the drill.” Snake says, grabbing the keys and heading out the door and looks over at his siblings, “you guys better behave!” He warns. “We will!..” they groan.

Snake closes the door and goes to his bike and rides it to a little market place in little Tokyo Townsville. Some of Townsville’s population and others hang around there to run an errand or two. Snake’s family used to have a house there that had a store and/or restaurant up front, they didn’t really have much money when they first moved to Townsville.

Snake still goes there to handle the store, he’s surprisingly good at market business and stuff. Snake rides his bike there and gets behind the counter, ready for business.

“Hey Snake!” Said Liam, one of his best regulars. Liam sat on one of the rustic bar chairs that was in front of the counter.

“Oh, hey Liam.” Snake says, leaning onto the counter, “what’ll it be today?”

“The usual, Curry. but with salmon this time!” Liam finger gunned.

“Curry with sssalmon. Got it.” Snake smiled as he turned to pick up some rice from the bag.

Liam puts his hands behind his head as his eyes darted towards the old tv that was hanging off of someone’s apartment.

“What’s the deal with that thing?” Liam said, referring to the tv.

Snake looks at it after putting some vegetables in the pot and closing it. “Oh, that? I think I few daysss ago Mr. Khatri threw it off of hisss apartment because it wasn’t working well, I don’t think he could get the plug out of the outlet because it was REALLY sssstuck in there.” Snake replied.

“How do you know all that?” Liam asked with confusion.

“Hm, from the grapevine. Everything here hasss a ssstory, my friend.” Snake replied as he went back to making the curry.

Liam looked at the tv and squinted at it, a feels a can of soda hit his shoe. He grabs it and looked for a trash can. The nearest one was right under the hanging tv. He tries to go for a swish and to try to chuck the can of soda into the trash can without hitting the tv. He goes for it but it ends up hitting the tv before it hits the can.

“Aww no ssswish.” Snake teases him.

“Hey!” Liam laughs.

Static then appears on the tv before switching to the news.

“Huh?!” Liam said in surprise.

Snake gives Liam his curry and looks at the tv.

“What???” Snake questioned.

The news reporter said, “This evening a giant robot fox was seen attacking the city of Townsville. Luckily the Powerpuff girls were able to stop this mysterious fiend and throw the Pilot of this terrifying mech in prison for custody. What would Townsville do without these three heros?”

“Wow. This kind a thing happens a lot uptown, don’t it?” Liam asked.

“Yeah, it honestly getssss old watching those stupid sssissiesss get praised for everything.” Snake scoffed.

The news reporter continued. “We just received word that they have identified the pilot of this horrific droid to be a 15 year old boy named Kotaro Takahashi, more on the story as it develops.”

Liam looked at screen. “Woah, 15 years old? This guy must be a genius or something. What do you think, Sna..” Liam looked back at Snake.

Snake just stood there, wide eyes and shaking uncontrollably, his pupils contracting the more he looks at the screen. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, all the years of anxiety he has worked so hard to control and get rid of, all rushing back to him.

“K-kotaro….?” He mutters under his breath.

#ppg #gangreen gang #gorillaz #ace ppg #gorillaz ace #sanford d ingleberry #snake ppg #ace copular #big billy ppg

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peacerisendove · 2 years ago

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Dove Reads Big Ethel Energy #2-11 (62-71)

Alright, I said I was going to read through this season and I did get to episode #3 before I completely dropped off for a while.

So I'm back and once more into the breach we go. Time for Dove's Big Ol' Review/Comment Electric Boogaloo cause this is going to be big.

Episodes 2

Not much to say there honestly. It might just be me personally, but I feel the writing is clunky or zipping by too fast in setting up problems for Ethel, such as the chapters about the all-female Olympiad and regarding women in Riverdale for the biography being removed from the book. It sucks of course, but also the way these problems are set up feel like it's a problem simply to be a problem rather than naturally occurring. Perhaps I'm being overly aware of how BEE goes about setting up issues regarding gender and sexism, but it feels rushed and doesn't jive with me.

Episode 3

My same complaint as before is that the issues and how they're present feel shoe horned. Also applied to Ethel and Moose's dynamic just doesn't feel cute or clever.

I do however love their idea for Coach Treadwell to use Moose being in her position as a reason for her to get a pay raise. That is a good idea.

Episode 4

Ethel needs to pick a lane on whether she want the distance from Seth or not. Like I get it being sudden and weird, so it's weird for her to figure out the boundary, but I believe she is also the one who brought up needing Seth to keep his distance.(Though I would need to check back near the end of season 1)

Also he just helped you up. That's it. That's him being nice and isn't something that should be read into.

Ok see? This is cute and natural sounding writing that I love.

What I don't like is what feels like the set up for a love triangle/Ethel potentially developing feelings for Seth. I really get a sense of developing guilt in her talking to Seth while she's dating Moose. Though this may also just potentially point toward the writer making Moose a jealous boyfriend like I've mentioned in the past, and perhaps drawing from his angry personality in the comics.

Hm. Dilton is a teacher? I guess we'll get more out of that later.

Episode 5

MOOSE BOOY WHY ARE YOU LYING ABOUT THE NEW TEACHER BEING DILTON?!?! I hope Ethel told him about what happened with Veronica and the cyber bullying.

I also do not like what they've done to my precious nerd Dilton :c . Honestly no one is like themselves. They merely have the facade of them.

Hmmm...questions about long distance. Who do we know that is away?

Seth.

(I know. I know. I'm pulling at nonexistent threads, but my brain immediately thought of Seth. Then her life in New York of course.)

Episode 6

Ok, I know I'm nitpicky, but why did they not put Nancy in a different outfit than her regular one for the poster?

The veneer of perfection in Ethel's life and her having these moments to gush just don't endear me to Ethel as a character.

Episode 7

I smell jealousy and more misunderstandings on the horizon. Honestly, all problems in this comic can't be based on misunderstandings.

Episode 8

Considering we spent a good portion of the first season revolving around Ethel's woes and the reader is meant to feel sorry of her/empathizing with her and her problems and now we are seeing Ethel have access to a very luxurious apartment, that her life is relatively problem free, except for social problems, once again makes her a very unrelatable character. There's a dissonance I feel here as a reader. She feels less like a rounded character and feels more like dream fulfillment.

Now if it was Veronica helping her out then it would make more sense for me. At least it would feel like the comic is playing within the rules of the universe and using established characters. And it would have been nice and fun!

So basically they just have a nice time together in New York and Ethel sorta/implicitly wants to convince him about New York/wants him to like it there, which I get if you're worried about the future of your relationship when you and your partner live in two different places.

Also minor complaint: I know it's webcomic and that this is a job with time constraints, but if you're going to do the sprawling city scapes and the message is to sell the character to the setting then I think it should look nicer/sell the scenery to the reader too.

Episode 9

Now in contrast to the last episode which focused on the scenery this episode focuses on culture and it does so well to sell you on it. Talking about the rush of getting a seat on the subway, that Ethel would tackle someone for a set is fun and entertaining! It draws you in!

Also showing Moose unable to fully adapt to it all and that he was tired due to the fast paced nature of the city was nice too.

Seeing Ethel's growth and that she is comfortable to say I love you to Moose is nice as well. This is what I like seeing from characters.

Episode 10

This episode focuses on Seth and Trula. Seth talks about how his last relationship was five years ago. Truly talks about being aromantic.

And maybe I wasn't wrong about what I said about connecting the dots earlier. Seth seems to have feelings for Ethel perhaps? That's what I think this is hinting at at least.

This response from Ethel is unnecessarily aggressive. I don't think they've really talked about it in detail, so I don't know why the response is aggressive. Like you can't be mad if you haven't talked about it. Now if I'm just forgetting and they have had this conversation repeatedly then I understand why she would be annoyed with Moose's comment.

When it comes to Moose and Ethel together Ethel is the lead I feel like and there is a lack of balance between them. Or perhaps it's that despite the fact they are portrayed as happy together they don't actually compliment each other as a couple.

Perhaps it's just me, but I don't see their relationship lasting in this comic.

Episode 11

I've connected the dots. I told you! I'm not the only one!

Me: -DISBELIEF-

This is not going to end well. Moose's jealousy is definitely going to be part of the death knell of their relationship. Remember what I've said. Mark my words.

Ethel also talks about feeling guilty regarding talking to Seth since he isn't Moose's favorite person, and I feel like while part of the guilt is due to Moose's on insecurity affecting her, I also think that a sense of guilt may be due to her potentially having underlying feelings toward Seth.

And that's if for my commentary on the episodes so far!

#Dove Reads Big Ethel Energy #Dove reads BEE #me: rushing on less than 6% battery to write this

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delcakoo · 2 years ago

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back off!↷*‧₊˚ p.sh

requested by nonnie, hope you’re okay :c

SUMMARY ! after wandering off at the grocery store, sunghoon is less than pleased to find some stranger trying to ask you out on a date. but no need to worry, he’s ready to put the guy in his place!

PAIRING ! sunghoon x fem!reader

WC ! 1.1k

GENRE ! fluff and crack ft jealous hoon

a/n: back to back posts whats going on ema?! well u see. i cant resist writing for my bf..

sunghoon knew going shopping with you was going to go one out of two ways.

option one, you’d somehow manipulate him into purchasing an armful of stuffed animals for your collection since — according to you — they were replacements for when he was away (which he was pretty offended about; how could those inanimate objects compare to the park sunghoon?), or option two, you’d find a way to escape his protective watch over you and wander off somewhere.

update from sunghoon in the future: it was option two. or perhaps it’d be both, considering he was yet to find you.

sunghoon swore you did these things to him on purpose sometimes.

he was only distracted for a mere minute by all the different cereals on display, and yet you still somehow disappeared in those sixty seconds. “personally, i say we get rice krispies ‘cause i mean,” he scoffs as if it’s obvious, “let’s be real, you can never go wrong with rice krispies. and not those rip off chocolate ones! i mean the good ol’, classic regular ones. don’t you think—“

when sunghoon turns to give you a convincing perk of his lips, his face quickly drops in the realization that you’re nowhere to be found. “y/n..?” he finishes hesitantly.

with a stressed sigh, the boy quickly throws his rice krispies into your cart before pushing it onto the outside of the aisles, speed walking through the store while anxiously scanning each column for your bright purple winter coat.

yes, you may be a fully functioning person with a brain, but sunghoon highly preferred having you under his supervision at all times when it came to grocery shopping. who knew what strange goldfish flavor you were going to force him to buy, or what sale signs you were looking at, probably getting ready to say something like, “hoonie look, i can get twelve kitkat bars for only 15$! quite the bargain, huh?”

however, sunghoon quickly wishes it was the goldfish you were looking at, because the predicament he finds you in is much, much worse than any chocolate sale.

while your boyfriend was off having an inner debate over cereal like usual, you had gotten slightly distracted by a giant sign saying “buy two ice cream cartons, get one 50% now!”

who in their right mind would turn down a deal on ice cream? definitely not you!

you had eagerly waddled over to the ice cream aisle, smiling giddily at the thought of bringing back cartons of dessert for you and your boyfriend to share. just as you reach out to pull open the freezer door, a larger hand lands just on top of yours.

eyes widening, you whip your head over to meet eyes with a shockingly handsome stranger. he’s remarkably tall — though not as tall as sunghoon — you note.

when he looks down at you, he smiles in interest, quickly moving his hand off yours. “my apologies,mmiss.”

“oh, no worries.” you grin back, pulling open the fridge door for the both of you. as you begin to scan through the different flavors, the man’s voice interrupts you again.

“what’re you thinking of getting?” he inquires with a raise of his brow.

you glance back at him for a moment, pondering. “mm, maybe strawberry, i've actually never tried it before,” with your confession, you rub the back of your neck shyly.

the stranger gasps, looking at you offended. “what?! how have you never had strawberry ice cream?”

“i don’t know!” you defend with a giggle, “to be fair, i haven’t tried any flavor really— besides the basic chocolate and vanilla.”

the man reaches into the fridge to grab the strawberry ice cream — which was placed almost mockingly on the highest shelf possible — before handing it to you with a smirk. “if you want, i could take you out to try some other flavors?”

oh, was he trying to flirt with you this whole time?

guiltily, you quickly shake your head.” i’m sorry, you seem really nice, but i’m actually here with my— oof!”

before you know it, you’ve been pulled back into a sturdy embrace, the familiar smell of sunghoon surrounding you. his handsome face is slightly wrinkled due to a displeased frown, brows furrowed as he studies the man up and down. “hi hoon!” you say, beaming obliviously.

when he hears your voice, he looks down at you, fangs poking through his smile in adoration. “hi baby.” his smile vanishes as fast as it appears when he looks back up at the stranger in front of you. “and what do we have here?”

the man gulps, still awkwardly holding the carton of strawberry ice cream. “well- well i was actually just-“

“trying to ask my girlfriend out?”

“well technically yes, but i didn’t know that-“

“that your old navy sweater has a suspicious looking ketchup stain on the left sleeve?” sunghoon calls out condescendingly, “or that your hairline seems to be slightly receding, especially on the right side?”

your jaw drops, about to scold the boy before he continues, “y’know, before trying to ask someone out, especially someone who’s totally out of your league by the way, i’d start there.” with the final blow, sunghoon shrugs while pointing to the nearby clothes aisle, not before stealing the ice cream carton right out of the man’s arms.

as your boyfriend leads you away with a guiding hand on your back, you hear the man mutter an ‘asshole’ from behind you. sunghoon only snickers smugly, while you shake your head with a giggle.

“my big, strong, man!” you mock as soon as you’ve left the store with a teasing grin, “reclaiming his turf! marking his territory!” sunghoon blushes a bright red, looking away from you shyly. “asserting his dominance-“

“okay i get it, jagi,” he whines in embarrassment, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets.

you snicker in amusement, looking down at the strawberry ice cream in your grocery bag. “i mean, that was pretty good, i gotta admit. like— the hairline comment? did you learn that from niki?”

your boyfriend just sighs in defeat. “you’re never gonna live this down, are you?”

“nope!” you chirp, “but at least you look hot when you’re all protective.”

“just wait til’ you get jealous, i’m remembering this,” he mutters with a pout.

“whatever you say, love.”

it was safe to say that after today, sunghoon would never be complaining about your plushie or goldfish purchases ever again.

if you enjoyed, reblogs and comments are always appreciated and motivating!

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greenishghostey · 2 years ago

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The Gang's All Here

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: Your friends had told you on several occasions that still having stuffed animals on your bed at twenty years old would be a boner killer for your boyfriend. Luckily, your boyfriend made up elves and orcs on the regular. Some stuffed animals weren't gonna scare him off so easily.

Word Count: 4,979 (2,200 of this is the smut, im sorry)

Warnings: 18+ content MDNI, graphic smut, p in v, protected sex, face sitting/riding, enthusiastic pussy eating, fluffy smut, sort of sub!Eddie, extensive dirty talk, this guy cannot shut up ever, established relationship, enthusiastic consent (everyone's having a grand ol' time), a lot of affection, the stuffed animals don't watch, I think that's all please let me know if I missed anything!

Author's Note: Hi everyone, I wrote fluffy filthy again! This came from me seeing one of those Eddie + text post pictures saying, "she let me hit because I was polite to her squishmallows". That is why this exists. Please enjoy because this was so much fun to write! Also, I know that this definitely isn't an original idea, I think I've read fics similar to this but can't think of the exact ones right now. But, I know they're out there. DO NOT REPOST OR EDIT MY WORK

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Being 20 years old and still living with your parents in the sleepy town of Hawkins wasn’t anything to sniff at. Some people have to work a little after high school before packing up and moving anywhere else. It also helped that you had a boyfriend who was on his third try at senior year. He was a pretty cool reason to stick around your dull hometown. Eddie made it all a bit more colourful.

You and Eddie had been dating for a few months. You had been friendly in high school, but then he started flirting with you when he came into the grocery store. Eddie was a smooth talker when he wanted to be, and it had worked on you. He had knocked over a candy bar rack at your register but also had cleaned it all up. The sweetheart that he was.

Your relationship was great. It was adorable. It was intimate. It was healthy. You guys were best friends and told each other every little thing, regardless of how insignificant it may seem. Eddie told you about his passion for writing and about his family. You told him about your future plans beyond Hawkins - him hopefully being included - and your past and present knitting projects. He wanted a burgundy hat and scarf set for his birthday. A bobble hat was preferred - he wasn’t sure if those were hard to make, so he wasn’t too picky.

However, there was one thing that you had kept from Eddie. You had worked pretty hard to hide away this tiny part of yourself whenever he came to your house. Shoving the incriminating objects into a box at the back of your closet, even though it pained you to do so.

It was embarrassing to be 20 years old and still have a beloved little group of stuffed animals perched on your bed. Well, that’s what your friends had told you anyway. No guy would want to fuck a girl while a fluffy lizard, Reggie, from the Indianapolis zoo, is staring at him.

In addition to little Reg, there were three others. Woolia, a fleecy sheep that you got on your third birthday. Jules, a light blue dolphin with big shiny eyes. Finally, there was Mimi, a fluffy white unicorn that had been with you since birth.

The soft animals had been with you through thick and thin for the majority of your life. First days of school, homework meltdowns, the day you figured out what boys were. All of the essential milestones had been witnessed by their little plastic eyes. They were as much your family as your parents were.

But you couldn’t bring yourself to let Eddie know about them in any capacity. Hiding them away was a tedious task. If Eddie said he would pick you up from work, you’d shove them in the box before you left for your shift. If Eddie stopped by, you’d tell him you had to tidy your room before he could come in. He always laughed and insisted that he would be fine if your room were like a bomb site. He was too modest for his own good, but he still wasn’t seeing your fluffy little secrets.

You had just dragged yourself home from a, quite frankly, hellish evening shift. Your shift was supposed to finish at 9, but your manager had bitched at you enough to make you stay for an extra hour. Fridays from 5-8 were discount hours and the time frame when everyone came to buy their weekend booze. Older people were horrendous when their favourite beer brand was out of stock - like you had personally gone to the trouble of buying every pallet of the dishwater piss just to be annoying.

There was some Chinese takeout in the microwave for you since your parents had headed off to their respective night shifts at the hospital. You balanced two boxes - sesame chicken and chow mein - with a can of Pepsi in your arms as you dashed up the stairs to your bedroom. Fresh pyjamas were waiting for you, Eddie had lent you his copy of Fellowship of The Ring, and you were so ready to turn your brain off and-

“Honey, you’re home!” The chipper voice almost made you drop everything. A chill ran down your spine, and, honestly, you felt like you were going to start eroding away into the atmosphere from humiliation. Eddie was lounging on your bed, his waves splayed over your pillows, and soft animals moved carefully to be at his sides - two on each side, making sure no one felt left out. “What you got in the boxes? And can we share?”

You stood at the foot of your bed, taking in the weirdly domestic image in front of you, “why are you here?” you asked, voice sounding distant.

Eddie’s brows furrowed, and he began to sit up, “Should’ve asked first, knew I should’ve. Sorry, just thought it would be all romantic and shit, ya know.” He mumbled. Eddie looked very dejected. Had he overstepped a boundary? Did you want your alone time? God, he could be so dumb sometimes when it came to you.

Shaking your head, you moved to put down the takeout boxes and your bag, “No, no. Don’t worry,” you smiled, patting his thigh as you passed him, “just wasn’t expecting to see you all comfortable and cosy there with - with all that.”

“I am pretty comfy. These lil guys kept me company until you got back.” Eddie beamed, practically melting into your sheets and gesturing to your stuffed animals. Did he like them? He didn’t think it was weird that you still had them. Your expression showed that your mind was running a mile a minute when you really should be starting to relax. He knew that evening shifts were the pits for you. “How come I’ve never met the gang before?”

“The gang?” You snorted, pulling off your sports jacket and throwing it on your clothes chair, “I just thought it was a little kiddy to still have stuffed animals on my bed. Was worried you’d - I dunno.”

“Worried I’d what? You know who you’re talking to?” Eddie raised his eyebrows, fixing you with a look that made you squirm, “some fluffy little secrets aren’t gonna scare me off, promise.”

“You sure you don’t think they’re weird?” Your voice wasn’t more than a mumble as you sat down beside him on the bed, “the girls said they’re kind of a boner killer.”

Eddie’s eyes widened, and he started to wriggle his way over to you to lay his head in your lap. When he was in this type of mood - a big softie mood - you had to wonder why you thought he’d care about some stuffed toys. Those thoughts didn’t soothe your anxiety entirely, though; you would need to hear the confirmation from him - potentially in writing, for your own sanity. His big, molasses eyes stared up at you with a determined look. God, he was going to monologue in a minute, and it was going to be correct, and you would feel all mushy.

“I want names, place of origin, and lore if you got any,” Eddie stated, counting on each of his fingers to really hammer in his point and make it clear that he was interested. It warmed your heart in a way you hadn’t felt since your first date with him. Of course, the guy warmed your very soul on a near-daily basis. But when he showed just how much he cared, it made the butterflies in your stomach go haywire. “We’re starting with the sheep. Obviously. Give me the deets.” He picked up Woolia and placed her on his chest, arranging her hooves properly.

You couldn’t fight back the grin that spread from ear to ear. Your fingers gently carded through Eddie’s hair as you introduced him to the ‘gang’ “This is Woolia.”

Eddie barked out a laugh at the name, not in malice but in a combination of pride and pleasant surprise, “I never knew you were so creative, babe.”

“Shut up. Do you want the full run down or not?” You teased, flickering his forehead lightly until he stopped laughing. “As I was saying, I’ve had Woolia since I was 3. My grandma got her for me when she went to Wyoming.”

“A Wyomingite? Christ, it’s a good thing she’s cute.” Eddie grimaced, moving the small sheep from his chest and putting her back in her original place. He was so careful with her - you usually squished her in your sleep and woke up with her under your tailbone. “Green gecko dude next.”

Reggie was whisked from his spot and placed onto Eddie’s chest, now the introduction stage for your stuffed animals. You had been so concerned about being embarrassed if Eddie ever caught wind of them. Yet here he was, demanding all information on each of them individually.

“This is Reggie, short for Reginald Von Scales II,” you were interrupted by yet another loud chuckle from Eddie. He was having the time of his life - he might have to start asking you to help with character names for this campaign. “Yeah, I’m hilarious, I know. Anyway, I got Reggie when I was eight and went to the big zoo in Indianapolis with my parents. All the stuffed animals in the gift shop were begging to be taken home. My dad said since I was good, I could get anyone I wanted. Reggie was hidden at the back of a shelf, and I knew I had to get him when I saw him.”

Talking about the origins of these soft creatures was nostalgic and brought a warmness to your body that was relaxing. So many great memories were linked to the toys, and now you’d have a new one with Eddie there.

“Hey, he’s kinda like me! You could’ve had your pick of guys around here, but you chose little ol’ me.” Eddie enthused. He blinked his eyelashes up at you and wiggled his eyebrows - screw Woolia; it was a good thing he was cute. “You got me from the very, very back of the man shelf. Like, you must have been digging for some weird shit to get - well, this.” He gestured to himself.

Your gaze softened. He wasn’t “weird shit”. He wasn’t just any guy. Sure, he was pushed to the back of the line when it came to discussing eligible bachelors around Hawkins, but he was all yours now. That’s all that mattered. “I’ve got specific, immaculate taste, and I’ll be damned if it wasn’t being met.” You stated matter of factly.

“Aw, you always know how to make a dude swoon.” Eddie sighed dreamily. Christ, he was a mushy idiot. If anyone saw him like this, his reputation would be in the toilet. “Reggie is the running for the favourite. Let’s see what blue boy here can bring to the table.” Eddie made the switch between Reggie and Jules, the extra soft dolphin.

“Jules is just… Jules. Got both boy and girl vibes, if I’m honest.” You explained, shrugging at Eddie, who nodded in understanding, “Got them in a thrift store with my mom when I was five, I think? Another case of a toy sitting on a shelf and me deciding to call forever dibs.”

A giddy smirk appeared on Eddie’s face, “you’ve got a thing for picking up strays, huh?” He was wiggling his eyebrows again, so you flicked his forehead again.

“Stop acting like you’re some flea-infested cat. I’ll get mad.” You huffed, trying your best to sound genuinely stern with him, but it definitely didn’t work. You ran your thumb across his knuckles as he started poking Jules’ squishy head.

Eddie took hold of your offered hand and kissed the back of it, “fine, I’ll quit bad-mouthing your man.”

“Thank you very much. Now, onto Mimi.”

“I did save the unicorn for last,” You knew that. If there was anything to do with the high fantasy genre, Eddie would be all over it. Even the pretty magic horses.

“She is the oldest of the bunch. Been perched by those pillows since before I can remember.” You informed, fixing a stray tuft of hair on her bright mane. “My mom has a ton of photos of me carrying her around everywhere.”

Eddie looked at the unicorn toy with a distinct fondness, a soft smile and an even softer gaze.

“What’s got you all smiley?”

“Nothin’, that’s just really sweet, is all. Mimi’s had your back forever.” You didn’t know if you wanted to kiss or smother him with a pillow. He was too fucking adorable when he was like this.

“I guess she has, yeah.” You breathed, running your fingers through Eddie’s hair again, “What do you think of the gang then?”

“Big, big fan. I think Reg is my favourite. He’s got that underdog vibe going on, which I respect.” Eddie leaned over and tried to give the gecko plush a fist bump with his finger.

You weren’t sure what came over you. A warmth had been stirring inside you since Eddie put his head on your lap and was polite to your stuffed animals. He listened closely and handled them like they were valuable to him too. The intimacy of this whole situation was not lost on you. If anything, you were far too aware of it. Eddie loved you and your quirks the same way you loved him and his.

You bit your bottom lip slightly and turned to glance down at the blissful man in your lap.

“C’mere a sec,” Eddie said, leaning up on his elbows. You knew what “c’mere” meant, so you let Eddie place one of his hands on the back of your head, bringing your lips together. The kiss was so sweet. The usual saccharine kisses that the town’s resident satan worshipper was a big fan of laying on you at any opportunity. Eddie’s lips were always soft as his kiss became firmer.

He pulled away by a hair to sit back against your pillows and guided you to straddle his thighs before diving back into your waiting, wanting mouth. You were hungrier for him now. The warmth in your stomach was being fueled as Eddie ran his hands up your thighs to rest of your ass. Feeling the fat and groaning when you shifted your hips - your ass and thighs drove the poor guy mad, and you loved it.

Your eyes opened slightly to make sure you closed your bedroom door but made contact with Mimi's big, black plastic eyes. Quickly, you pulled away from Eddie with heaving pants. It felt like torture to let him go at that moment. The stiff bulge of his cock pressing into your clothed cunt. Yeah, the gang was going to have to move - and move quickly.

“Wait, wait, Eddie,” You panted, clambering off his lap.

“What? You good? Did I get the wrong hole?” Eddie rambled, sitting up abruptly and looking more than a little frazzled. He was all rosy cheeks and glossy eyes, and he had to ruin it by thinking it’d simulated anal. So charming.

“No, you’d know if you’d done that, trust me,” You said as you gently placed your plush friends on the carpet, far away from your bed and facing the wall. It wasn’t a comfortable position, but they would have to deal with it while you rode your boyfriend until he screamed.

“Ah. You don’t want an audience, I gotcha,” Eddie nodded, winking at you from his spot on your bed. Satisfied with the gang’s relocation, you turned back to Eddie, pulling off your work shirt and getting to work on your jeans.

Eddie quickly got the hint and nearly ripped his baseball tee while trying to get it over his head fast enough. His belt was launched somewhere in your room as he opened his arms to welcome you back onto his lap. Your hungry mouth again devoured his in a wet kiss, full of groans and rapid breaths. Eddie made quick work on your bra, having become intimately acquainted with this particular nude one. It was an old faithful that you didn’t want him to see as much as he did, but that’s just how getting naked seemed to go for you both.

You threw yourself onto the mattress beside Eddie and started to claw at your jeans to get them off. Eddie followed suit as you were both in a tangle of legs and denim, fidgeting desperately to get that glorious skin-to-skin contact.

Once down to your underwear, you grabbed Eddie’s head and pulled him in so you could lick, kiss and nibble at his pulse point. He really loved it when you got grabby and roughed him up a little. The lack of control over your own strength had his cock twitching in his boxers.

“Can we do that thing, please?” You sighed, running your fingers up and down Eddie’s chest. Fuck, you were sweating and close to humping your cunt into Eddie’s erection - chasing friction that only he could give you.

Eddie moaned when your fingertips grazed his nipples, his darkened eyes struggling to say open, “Which one? There’s a couple. We can do anything you want, babe.” You could punch him, kick him or rip his hair out right now and he’d be so cool with it.

Eddie was finally getting to experience heaven. The god squad of Hawkins would be so jealous of him. You wrapped your legs around his waist and rolled him onto his back with a bounce, pinning him and shooting him a toothy grin.

“Me riding you. Everywhere. Face, cock. Sound like a plan?” You chirped, wiggling your hips how he liked it. Faking some innocence in the moment was too fun to pass up. Plus, riling Eddie up was a surefire way to make him lose his mind in the best ways.

Eddie nodded so fast he almost gave himself whiplash, “Amazing idea. God, my lady’s so smart.” He grabbed the backs of your thighs and pulled you towards his head while he shifted his body down the bed. Eating your cunt was one of Eddie’s favourite pastimes, but it was so much better when you rode his face and used him to get yourself off.

You had forgotten to pull your panties off before straddling your boyfriend’s head. Usually, this would have led to you fiddling and contorting yourself to get them off.

Not today, though. Eddie just grabbed the lace trim, yanked them to the side, so they bit into your ass cheek and shoved his face into your dripping cunt.

“Fuck yes, thank you,” Eddie groaned before licking and sucking your clit. He was like a man starved as he groped and massaged your ass, making sure you wouldn’t hold back on him.

You let your head lull back as your mouth opened in a silent moan, your hips beginning to grind and ride his full lips and hot tongue. The wet, sloppy sounds of Eddie, essentially making out with your hole and clit brought a feral smile to your face. God, he always made you smile so big that your face hurt in the best way.

Eddie started shaking his head between your legs, his tongue circling your hole before returning to flicking your puffy, needy clit.

“Still can’t believe you let me do this,” Eddie sighed, saliva and your wet covering his flushed lips, “‘m I making you feel good, sweetheart?”

Your moans were getting louder and more hoarse as Eddie started to move your hips himself, urging you to use him. You loved when he talked like that - his tongue, his lips, his voice. His mouth was everything.

“Y-Yes, yes. You really want me to drench your pretty face, huh?” You giggled, sweet sighs of ecstasy huffing from your throat. Eddie whined while his tongue fucked you. “Pretty, pretty boy - fuck, please.”

“Shit - yeah, you taste fucking incredible. Gimme it all, babe, ah fuck.”

Eddie doubled down his efforts. Straining his neck a little to fuck up into you with more force and precision. You were leaking down his chin and making yourself all sticky. A blissful state, full of love and affection. Eddie huffed a laugh on your cunt as he saw the dreamy smirk on your lips.

Groaning, whining, cursing. You two must have sounded like animals in heat as the springs in your mattress started to bounce and squeak. The room was that familiar warm - cosy, somewhat comfortable sweat and the smell of sex.

Eddie forced your cunt down more onto his face. He would gladly suffocate right then and there. He needed your cum before you rode him because he knew he wouldn’t last long. Eddie liked the mess; it was filthy and made him feel so alive. But the lady has to finish first, and then you keep going until she nearly rips your damn head off. Eddie got that tip from a magazine one time.

“Christ, you’re so so good - fuck, Eddie, your mouth!” You growled. You tended to make much deeper sounds when you were close. Eddie felt like he was going to blow his load in his boxers. “Just a little m-more.”

“Uh huh, uh huh,” Eddie chanted wetly, “Please - soak my pretty face.”

That did it.

Your hands knotted further into Eddie’s sweaty hair and gripped it like a lifeline as you wailed your release. He always liked when you pulled his hair. It made his eyes roll back in such a beautiful way. That was no different now. Big brown eyes were glazed over as they rolled into Eddie’s skull; you could feel a smug smile on his face. You gave him all of you, just like he wanted. You were the fucking best.

You moved down Eddie’s torso in panting silence to straddle him again. You couldn’t wait for him to get his boxers off entirely, so you pulled them down enough for his swollen cock to slap against his stomach. It had become a talent of yours to make quick yet effective work of getting a condom on. Eddie fucking you raw was going to be on the table at some point, just not tonight. Too risky.

Fuck, he felt like he was going to scream or melt or just-

There was a distinct, sloppy slap. Followed by two even louder cries of pleasure. You knew that Eddie would slip inside you without any resistance. You needed him too much.

“Oh, sweetheart, you’re spoiling me today.” Eddie giggled, staring up at you through heavy lids. “Do I get all this because I was friendly with the gang?” He settled back into your pillows and basked in the warm embrace of your cunt.

You mewled at the feeling of being so full - it may have sounded shallow, but you loved his cock so goddamn much. “You were just so damn polite to ‘em. It’s hot seeing you be all sweet and caring.”

“They’re important to you, ‘course I’m gonna be polite.” Eddie laughed. “They’ve taken care of you for ages, and now it’s my job to help out, right?” He smoothed his thumbs across your hips.

“Eddie…” you sighed, caressing his face. His dreamy, beautiful, smug face. He was just so good to you and to the world. It always hurt that you were one of the few who truly understood that he had a heart of gold, in addition to being a weirdo. But he was your weirdo. “Love ya, Munson.”

After your tooth-rotting words reached his ears, you started to grind down onto his stiff length. Eddie couldn’t do much, but he groaned in agreement with you. He never knew how good being ridden could feel without any bouncing. Sure, he adored when you bounced on his cock, chasing your high and fueling his, but there was a sensuality to the circle of your hips. The sight of you making his cock massage your g-spot was one he wanted to be tattooed behind his eyelids.

“How you doing down there, sweetheart?” You smiled, alternating between bouncing and swivelling. He had to give him some form of reward, “please soak my face,” that was such a good line. Damn, he was good.

Eddie let out a shaky groan and stared at where his cock disappeared into your cunt. When you called him sweetheart, he didn’t know what to do with himself. The flush that covered his upper body was rosy and fiery. “Fabulous as always.” He chuckled and shot you a bright grin. “I really don’t tell you enough how much I love your pussy. And she loves me.”

“You’re so weird,” You snorted, running your hands through the sparse hair on his chest. “She’s gonna care really good care you.”

Eddie started to wonder if god finally decided to smile down on him as you started to ride him properly. The wet squelch of fucking filled his ears alongside your beautiful laughs and moans. He could see the slick from your cunt on his throbbing cock as you moved. Watching you in your element, so happy, on top of him, was hypnotic. Eddie would never cease to be mesmerised by you and your body. He began to thrust his hips up to meet your carefully curated rhythm.

Your head fell back, and your jaw swung open when you met at the perfect angle, at the perfect time. “Oh. My god - yeah, yes, Ed-” you called out. You were so happy that both of your parents had taken night shifts.

Eddie’s thrust began more forceful, faster, as he moved to push his feet into your mattress for leverage. He was a sweaty, whining mess under you, but he was still going to try and do a little bit of the work. “Uh huh, use me. Fuck, fucking shit - cum on me again.” He was rambling like a horny maniac, smiling like one too. He was having the time of his life. A pretty lady who loved him and had cute stuffed animals was riding him until he wanted to scream. What more could a dude ask for?

“Don’t stop - don’t stop talking. Fuck.” Yeah, you were losing your mind. Sex with Eddie always came with a satisfaction guarantee, but it was his dirty mouth that sealed the deal for you most of the time. “Does my pussy feel good?”

The harsh slapping of his balls hitting your ass richoted off the walls. Eddie wasn’t going to be lasting much longer by any means. “So - so good. She’s leaking all over me, such a good girl.”

Now he was just trying to be annoying. It was working very well.

“Am I a good girl too?” You groaned, lightly gripping Eddie’s jaw so he could look you in the eye. The pace of your fucking had reached its peak. How you were still speaking in sentences was a mystery. Eddie was hitting your g-spot at the best angle and slipping deeper inside you every time you slammed your hips down.

“Yeah, f-fuck. But, you’re a woman too.” Eddie slurred, loving the feeling of you keeping his eyes fixed on you. His left hand moved between you to rub your swollen clit in fast circles. Again, sensuality is what really did it for him. He would call you a good girl until he was blue in the face. But it was the fact that you were a full woman that warmed his blood - and his heart. All soft body, whispy hair everywhere, and markings on your skin showing how you’d grown into the person he got to love. “Mine,” he whined the word like prayer.

“‘M your woman, huh?” This was going to be over soon, but you needed a few more words out of him. “Then you’re my man, all mine.” You leaned down to whisper straight into his ear, followed by a long lick up the column of his throat - tasting the salty sweat dripping off of him.

“Oh, oh god - yeah, ‘m yours, baby.” Eddie grabbed the back of your head and pulled you into a scolding kiss. All tongue and saliva, but neither of you cared. This is always how it went. Right when you were both on the precipice of orgasm, start making out furiously. His cock was pounding into you, trying to mould your puffy walls to the shape of him. Eddie could feel his heart hammering and his eyes rolling back - he was almost there and so were you.

“All. Yours.” Eddie punctuated each word with a hard, impossibly deep thrust. Then he was a goner. Shooting ropes of cum into the condom and moaned like a girl in the porn he watched sometimes.

You could feel the pulsing heat of him in your stomach. His nimble fingers were still focused on your clit. He always knew how to make you melt. So, melt you did. The world exploded into white, and you screamed into Eddie’s neck as your orgasm shook your body.

The aftershocks of bliss left you both shaky and panting like you had run a marathon. You had already collapsed on Eddie’s chest as he started rubbing your scalp with his calloused fingers - the added roughness provided a good scratch. Your heart was hammering like his, each keeping pace with the other in the afterglow of that near-religious experience. You snuggled into his touch and trailed your fingers down the bridge of his nose, feeling his beauty and memorising the dips and peaks of his face - for what may have been the hundredth time.

Eddie shifted to catch your wandering hand and covered it in small pecks up to your wrist. “So, you got any more members of the gang to introduce? I’d love an audience with a penguin if I’m being honest.”

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