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[elara-in-the-sky]

im bored af in an airport because socal transit decided it wanted to get me early somewhere for some reason and the airport security weirdly wasn't a disaster which again was super weird so anyways here's a few also I'm too lazy to tag ppl but it'd be cool if more of my moots did this

I've got like 10 face piercings

I dye my hair new fun colors every 6 weeks

my right arm is like pretty much all made of metal and donor bits (bone, nerve, tendon,etc) inside cause of an accident when I was in high school

I am learning historical swordfighting

I love the authors t.j. klune, lily mayne , and jay bell (among others but those have been top 3 for awhile)

I'm aro/ace (not really sure where I fall on the spectrum of that but eh)

I have autism and use it to my benefit at airports cause certain airlines let you board all by yourself before any one else is on the plane if you're like "I have autism it makes me stressed" and it's super nice plus I've been told I have an intimidating face so I jut put my bag down and autism stare at people and unless the flight is full I almost always have open seats in my row

my current safe food is those shitty $2 frozen cheese pizzas

I dont like video games and the only two I've played all the way through are untitled goose game and Edith finch

my first crush was luna loovegood but I grew up in a very small conservative town so I didn't know being queer was a thing and thought I just wanted to be like her

(screw it what's a fun fact about yourself also @ people I'll go first I'm allergic to myself

@escapetheslaughter

@ugly-astral-taurus

@bees-official

@gremlininthedark

@bloodmoon-da-idiot

@multifandomcutie13 )

[black-occamy-arts-and-crafts]

I have recently received another ask about my canvas pulling and since I've been thinking about making a serious tutorial for a while now, I took the opportunity to take some pics and vids while finishing the tree. Do please enjoy :3

1. Why pulling out canvas at all?

Primarily, this is a fantastic technique to apply cross stitch patterns directly to the item you want OR to make patches from old jeans, like this one:

With small patterns I usually don't bother to sew the canvas prior to embroidering, like with the pupper above. In case of the bigger patterns, I usually sew it lightly on the edges just to keep the canvas in one place. The more stretchy the material type is, the more important it's going to be to keep it in place.

2. Why not use a soluble canvas?

I'm sure you can and that they'll be as successful as the regular one 😁 However, as I mentioned in my previous posts here and here, I prefer to err on the side of cheaper, hence the tutorial.

3. Okay. I'm convinced - I even have a pattern embroidered on! What's next?

With small patterns (like the doggo earlier) it's going to be pretty easy. You just pull the threads one by one - preferably starting on the thinnest part of the pattern - and you may not even need the pliers. The fun (?) is with the large pieces, because the canvas has on average quite fragile threads and they like to break. Note - the canvas I'm using and I suppose most of the existing canvas types, will have four threads per one embroidery row. It's usually easier to pull one first and then the other three, bit that may vary when, for example, you managed to pierce the thread during stitching phase earlier 😉

If you were already careful during the stitching, you paid extra attention to embroider EXACTLY between the canvas threads and avoid piercing them at all. There are two benefits to that being extra careful: one, it's easier to pull it out later; two, the stitching gains an extra precision to it (and it looks great!). I recently discover that the round tip needle is making it much easier and if you're interested, there's a separate post about it as well!

On to the process! You can see from the pictures how I started with cutting out a piece of canvas that I can later reuse for something small (recycling is my hobby 🤷🏻‍♀️). I also pulled loose threads from around the tree:

Next part was to clean up the trunk and the grass on the right:

I then cut off the excess to avoid the threads tangling and slowly moved to the sides of the leaves on right and left:

You'll notice that the last photo has the thread pulled halfway through the pattern. That's because on this stage it's usually impossible to simply pull the thread out - even with the pliers it is just going to break off. I use a needle to pluck it from between the embroidery like this:

If you're more of the visual learner, I made this vid that I hope explains the process in more detail. You'll notice that I'm using my fingers and not the pliers here, because it's faster than to switch between tools.

And finally, when you're left with single direction threads like these, it's just a matter of pulling them out one by one.

And that's it! The final product looks clean and neat, AND you will notice that without the canvas beneath it's also getting a bit of volume that looks cool (and helps even out small mistakes you may have made along the way).

Thanks for reading this far! Let me know if there's something else I forgot to explain 😊

[lambilegs]

I adore your best friend's older sister! Sevika headcanons, literally been rereading since last night 😫

I had a thought, a little crumb, a little ✨food for thought ✨, but what about Best friend's older sister! Sevika getting jealous. Maybe they aren't together yet and she spots reader getting a lil too cozy with another friend. Or maybe they are together and Sevika is not liking the way reader's coworker is gettin a lil too comfy 👀😤

I've truly thought about this too often lol, sorry for the rambles ♡

best friend's older sister!sevika getting jealous <3

note to anon: BAE DON'T APOLOGIZE THIS IDEA IS SOOOO <33 and omg thank you so so much!! I'm so happy you like it hehe. so, I decided to expand upon the first idea you gave because it's so so good, though I LOVE both. like, thank you so much for sending these thoughts AHHH <33

so, I totally agree with you that best friend's older sister!sevika would definitely be possessive. it's only worsened pre-confession because you're not hers yet, so she doesn't feel like she has much of a right to do anything about it. at least if you guys were together, she could wrap her arm around your waist or kiss your head, something silent to signify to others that you're hers.

but, as much as you two have teased and been pushing and pulling these past few months, that's all it's been. push, pull, push, pull. no confession, no asking out, no dates. and, listen, sevika doesn't mind the long game necessarily -- she knew from the get go that if she was gonna be pursuing you, it'd have to be serious. she wasn't about to get into some vague, unidentified shit with her sister's best friend. not only would her sister kill her for that, but it's not even what she's interested in in the first place. it's easy to talk to you, to trust you. it's easy to want something longterm with you. but, longterm means she needs to put in the work of trusting you. and for her, that takes a while. so, she doesn't mind the long game.

what she does mind, though, is that taking things slow means that in this whole getting-to-know-you phase, she doesn't know exactly where your head is at. if you want something serious, if you're ready for a relationship. she knows she should be asking you these questions, but as much as she hates to admit it, it makes her uncomfortable to think of being so honest about these feelings of hers. and what being honest could potentially lead to, like a pierce into your guys' relationship, whatever the hell it is.

but, goddammit, is it fucking hard to not grab you, drag you to her room and show you exactly how she feels when you're on the living room couch, canoodling up to one of the girls in yours and her sister's friend group. she knows how it is for you guys. no boundaries, endless amounts of teasing, flirting, nasty jokes. but, that doesn't make it any easier to see you nuzzling your head into one of their shoulders, the two of you swapping and laughing hysterically over suggestive comments about leaving the room to do some "private activities."

sevika grits her teeth from where she can hear the conversation, gripping the handle to the fridge hard. she sucks in a sharp breath, shakes her head, and grabs her bottle of water from the side shelf. shutting it close quietly, she makes her way to her bedroom, sock-clad feet heavy against the wood.

when she walks past your group, practically cuddled in the living room, she nods quietly at the group of you guys, feeling her shoulders tense up when you and her make eye contact. your head darts off your friend's shoulder, and she nearly snickers. you really aren't subtle when it comes to paying her attention. and today, she doesn't feel like returning it, her stomach clenched in anger over the unabashed flirting she just overheard.

she's in the middle of tinkering at her desk, tweaking some annoying shit that keeps making a scraping noise every few hours, when a knock comes to her room.

"yeah?" she mutters, trying not to throw the screwdriver right at the wall.

when you poke your head in, she glances at your momentarily before continuing her work. she hates how her stomach flips at your arrival, how she suddenly feels clumsy with the tools under your gaze.

"what?"

you start from where you lean on her doorframe. "I just, um, wanted to check if we're good?"

"just peachy," she huffs out, dragging her wrist past her brow, which is sticky with sweat. "why?"

"well, um..." you trail off, shifting on your feet. "you usually smile or say hi now, and right now, you didn't."

she feels a flash of irrational annoyance. she doesn't like the fact that you can read her so easily, as though you have her constantly under a microscope. she doesn't wanna have to deal with her jealousy, her feelings, but you cornering and confronting her like this doesn't make that easy.

"I'm fine."

she blinks hard at the gears when her bedroom door softly clicks shut.

"no, you're not. sevika, come on, what's wrong?" you trot over to her desk, standing right next to her, shoving your presence into her space. "tell me."

she sighs, her body stiff with embarrassment and irritation at your stubbornness. god, things would be so much easier if you weren't so damn feisty, always snapping back at her. but, at the same time, though she'd never tell you, she can't help but like your persistence.

"do you have to be so damn flirty with all your friends?" she bites, immediately regretting the words as soon as they shoot out. so much for subtlety.

your head jerks back. "that's why you're upset? sevika, I've always flirted with them, you know that. I'm sure you've seen your fair share of it for years now."

"yeah, well, now, it's different." she keeps her eyes locked onto the desk, and when she realizes just how thinly veiled the implication of her words are, she rushes to add, "now, I think it's risky shit. you know, someone could get the wrong idea."

you scoff. "it's been like this for years. no one will get the wrong idea."

she rolls her eyes, grumbling incoherent words. she knows you're right. she's made her own fair share of jokes like that with her buddies, even the ones she wouldn't be caught dead with in any lifetime. and you're right, your little gang has always been like this. but, none of that helps to dampen the burning irritation that grows in her stomach when she sees you being so touchy with someone who isn't her. with someone who may think they have a chance with you, no matter how slim. she doesn't want you to have options, she wants to be the only one you see in that way.

"and I don't want you to get the wrong idea, either."

she freezes at the words, her hand stilling.

you inch in closer and your warm palm rests on her shoulder. she feels something stir inside her at the touch, wishing you'd slide the rest of your hand down her arm. you guys have touched briefly, sure, but it's usually fleeting, teasing. this, though? this is tender, and -- it's intimate. you're trying to reassure her, she can tell. she knows it's a nice thing to do, but a part of her cringes at the fact that her feelings were so badly concealed that you even needed to comfort her at all. she should be better than this.

"I don't see anyone in my group like that, okay?" you pause, and the silence between you two thickens. right before it becomes suffocating to the point of sevika forcing herself to respond, you add, your voice quiet and shaky, "trust me, it's not my friends whose attention I want like that. just one other person... who's close by."

her nostrils flare, her breaths feeling tighter than before. are you saying what she thinks you are?

"okay," she manages to get out.

"okay." your hand slips from her shoulder, and she feels the cold of your absence as you turn to leave. without thinking, her hand flies up, catching yours.

your head whips to her in surprise, eyes wide and curious.

she thumbs at your pulse point, some of her confidence regaining through feeling how it spikes. but, still, there's an undercurrent of discomfort, so she tries to steady her voice before saying, "you know, I have a pretty good shoulder too."

you laugh, ducking your head down. sevika tries not to pull you in closer, coax you to look at her when she talks. "yes, I'm sure you do," you respond, a sarcastic lilt to your voice.

"well, obviously. you're always checking me out when I work out."

you splutter, eyebrows scrunched indignantly. "well, that's because you insist on working out in front of us always! for all I know, maybe you're the one who's into someone in our group."

your voice is mocking, but sevika hears the tremors of it towards the end. are you nervous that she maybe is into someone else but you? or are you hopeful it's you?

you gave her a bit of assurance, so she might as well return the favour.

"maybe there is someone I'm trying to impress. someone who'd maybe notice that more if they weren't always shoving their face in other people's chests."

she can see how your eyes bulge at the semi-confession, your palm slick with sweat in her hand. your mouth flaps open for a few seconds, before shakily saying, "well, you did offer yourself up as a substitute."

her cheeks ache with how hard she's trying not to grin too widely. "don't get too excited."

you wring your hand from her grip, smiling coyly as you reach for her doorknob. "I'll try to contain myself."

[xxsycamore]

╰┈➤ It’s Halloween night at the Crown caste, and you’re looking for some fun.

- William, Harrison, Liam, Elbert, Alfons, Jude, Ellis, Roger, Victor, Ring, Nica, Darius x f!reader

[ ◄ PART 1 ] - ◉ PART 2 - [ PART 3 ►]

• rating: 🔞 E (MDNI) • tags: Monsterfucking; Human/Monster; Mythical Beings & Creatures; Manipulation; Mildly Dubious Consent; Curse play; Non-Human Genitalia; Anonymous Sex; Masquerades; Creampie; Vaginal Sex; Size Difference; Size Kink; Power Dynamics; Power Imbalance; Power Play; Corruption; Multiple Orgasms; Dom/sub; Fondling; Manhandling; Near Death Experiences; Adrenaline; Flying Sex; Predator/Prey; Tail Sex; Tail Play; Possessive Behavior; Cervix Penetration; Oviposition; Eggpreg; Breeding; Unplanned Pregnancy • wordcount:  3,264 • masterlist

a/n: I got this idea for a story that is similar to Nine Nights, but without any plot or continuity between the different parts whatsoever. Unless, of course, you want to imagine that all of these take place one after another (poor Reader)... Monsterfucking is a new territory for me, so please bear with me. Once again, I tried leaving you with enough hints about who is who and I hope you can have fun guessing them lol

Dubcon warning: The reader seeks out physical intimacy on her own from the very beginning, however, some suitors use their curses' abilities on her without her being aware of it.

NEW: I made a playlist for this fic! It consists of 12 songs, one for each scenario. Enjoy <3

VISIONS OF TEMPTATION 2024/ KINKTOBER DAY 31: Non-human characters/traits

❝ MONSTER VILLAINS' NIGHT. ❞ (PART 2)

V. A fearful Demon King

"You're doing such a good job, little one. Keep rising and falling on me."

Dark shadows enfold the throne upon which the Demon King sits, with you seated on his large cock, steadily fucking yourself on it. His power is great and fearsome, making you dizzy when you try to look into the blurry memory of where you were just a handful of minutes ago or how it all led to this. You just know that if you were given the chance to go back, you'd still choose the same fate.

"Haaah… It's so big! I can't go any faster, my Lord… nghhh…."

From the moment you came to understand that the powerful being has chosen you to service him, you felt far more honored than scared. It all changed when he revealed his monstrous cock to you. With its shiny onyx-colored base and angry red head, mirroring the coloration of the twin horns on top of the Demon King's head, what intimidated you most was the girth of it. You were sure you wouldn't be able to fit something the width of your fist inside you, and you expressed those concerns to your Lord through a series of pathetic sobs, not failing to show him how much you wish you could, of course.

Then he did something unexplainable yet very simple at the same time. He used his clawed hand - the limb elegant despite its inhumanly size and black color - the pointy tip of his blood-red claw tipped your chin upwards so you could meet his demonic gaze. Looking into his crimson irises made all your hesitation go away in a flash, and suddenly you knew it was going to be alright.

Next thing you knew, you were piercing yourself on his length, letting it stretch you open and ruin you for everyone else. Not that it matters, you belong to your Lord now - the way he caves a room for himself inside you, you can only feel that he owns you now, body and mind.

The fluids seeping from his bulbous head acted like a lubricant that made your tight hole accommodate him bit by bit until he was all the way in, and you could only writhe in pleasure and haphazardly stroke your clit as the orgasms overcame you one after the other. The fear of doing something so indecent and selfish without his permission made you snap out of it, but your lord only kept the smirk on his face, encouraging you to keep going.

Even now that you've just let him know that the big intrusion inside you is preventing you from speeding up, he seems to be relaxing back in his throne, contently watching you struggle on your own. Your boldness grows with the need to push yourself over the edge in yet another orgasm, and while doing so, you reach for the black, curved horns on top of his head. You're clearly out of your mind to be doing that, so you search for his gaze that will decide your fate for you.

"I allow it."

A moan rips out of your throat, followed by a dozen blabby and brainless thank-you's. The new leverage works in your favor as you spasm and gush around the red-black appendage inside you, feeling it further stretching your walls on every rise and fall of your hips.

Without any awareness of the passage of time, it seems like you've been lost in this euphoric trance for an eternity before he finally grows bored of your pace. The demonic hand that he previously propped up his chin with is now snaking its way down your little human body, having a delectable taste of your soft parts with a squeeze there and there, before finally settling on your waist. His other hand joins too, and suddenly you have no power over your own movements - he grounds you to his lap easily, making you take his cock all the way in, before starting to move you up and down on his own will.

You feel light in his hold, your brain clearing out of any remaining thoughts that you previously had to keep into, when something still depended on you. The new wave of pleasure you're granted is stronger than anything you've felt, and you can only hear the obscene sounds of sticky fluids leaking from the place you're connected, your body locked in an eternal state of climax.

The last thing you feel is an overwhelming fullness deep in your womb that seems to go on forever, before you're finally settled down on the powerful being's torso, a clawed hand stroking the underside of your chin as your consciousness slips away.

VI. A deceitful Angel

The man dressed all in white has been standing out from the crowd all throughout the night, but he's even more remarkable now up close, you must admit. While he talks to you with his harmonically sweet voice, all you can focus on is the way his skin seems to glow under the scarce light of the eerily decorated hall. He's quite friendly, his golden eyes warm and inviting, as he suggests exploring the stairs to the roof of the castle.

You think nothing of it, sneaking off with him like a pair of juveniles as his laughter rings through the narrow spiral staircase. The night sky becomes a beautiful backdrop to his figure, and soon you're enamored enough of him to confess with a little chuckle that he looks like an angel. He gives you a mysterious smile, putting a slender finger in front of his lips, and in the next second a beautiful pair of wings spread wide on his back.

You're mesmerized by the sight, not believing your eyes - the angel-like stranger seems to be reading your mind at that moment because he evidently wants to show you just how real they are.

Namely, by pulling you by the hand where he stands at the edge of the rooftop, making you fall forward ontop of him, and right off the edge.

Your scream is sincere as you rapidly approach the ground, eyes squeezing shut as you say goodbye to your life, but the inevitable impact never comes. Instead, you're airborne, carried on the wings of the now laughing stranger who gave you the scare of your life. He never struck you as someone so cruel, but just as you're about to conclude he's no angel, you're given an even bigger reason to think that way. His wings suddenly strip their white color, feathers darkening as if covered by tar, until they become completely black.

"Are you enjoying the flight? I'd say the world looks far better from above. But we can make the sight even more enjoyable."

The sweet voice whispers those words close enough to your ear to send shivers, as you have no choice but to cling to him for dear life. His hands are free while yours are locked tightly around his neck, and he puts them to good use, moving them down your body and under the layers of fabric, baring you little by little.

"Ahh-Why-"

"Why not? You said that I'm an angel, didn't you? Maybe I just want to show you what heaven feels like, little bird."

If he's an angel, he's for sure a fallen one; someone like him has surely been punished for committing a despicable sin. Yet you can't help but moan at the way you're manhandled in the air, placed over his hot length, as it penetrates you in one long, slow thrust.

"Ahhhh! Nghh!"

You've never been in such a position, feeling so powerless but also feeling so good, your weight naturally falling on his cock with every flap of his wings. The celestial being cradles you close, giving you yet another illusion that he's being generous while in truth just using you for his own pleasure, a warm and tight sleeve to manipulate up and down in the air as he sees fit. Looking down makes you dizzy, as he practically holds your life in his hands, and you will yourself to concentrate on the growing pleasure that inevitably comes with the ordeal he puts you through, one that is greater than anything you've felt before. If you make it out alive, you'll remember it for the rest of your life.

"Aren't you enjoying this a lot, hmm? Don't you want to soar in the skies with me forever? How delightful will it be if you grew a pair of wings of your own, right here?"

He trails a deft finger across your back, dragging it upwards, right between your shoulder blades. It coincides with the fire inside you engulfing you to the point of no return, and you come undone on his cock, clinging to the body keeping you safe.

"It will hurt a little, but it will be all worth it. Don’t you want it? To help create a beautiful world by my side?"

As the angelic laughter rings in your ears, you feel a gush of liquid shoot inside you, and you begin to wonder why his offer seems so tempting at this very moment.

VII. A ferocious Minotaur

Going out in the garden for some fresh air shouldn't necessarily entail getting lost in the hedge maze, yet here you are.

As you turn yet another corner, fighting off the surprise of discovering a new dead end, you tell yourself that getting out of here can’t be that hard. Luckily the party is not ending any time soon, so maybe no one will notice your absence while you're on your own impromptu adventure. You won't speak of it afterward, that's for sure.

However, there's something entirely different that's been bothering you as you walk through the labyrinth-like walls of greenery, and that's the strong sense of being followed that you've been feeling for some time now. Not like eyes on your back, but rather, like a lingering sense of danger that you're about to run into any second now. You approach the next corner with caution, look behind, and relax enough to make fun of yourself in your head. But that only lowers your guard enough to make you scream with surprise when out of nowhere, a hand reaches for your shoulder.

"Hey, calm down. Are you alright? I've been trying to catch up with you for some time now. You appear to be running in circles. Are you lost?"

The man behind you is of large build, the pair of horns protruding from his brown hair only adding to his already admirable height, even if they're more sprawling at the sides of his head rather than from above - not unlike those of a ram. It's strange; for a moment there you had the feeling he'd been hunting you down towards this place in the center of the maze, but he doesn't seem to be ill-intended.

"W-Well- Not really, I just went out to get some fresh air, and-"

It must be pride that prevents you from accepting his help, or the fact that reaching the spacious center of the maze gives you the illusion of having made it halfway out of it without any help. Either way, the man lets out a short, wry laugh, almost mockingly so.

"I see. You are one of those who linger alone in here, looking for fun."

"T-That's not it! I honestly just meant to-"

The man steps in closer to you, his heavy boots coming to almost touch the tip of your own shoes now, and the difference in your builds is intimidatingly evident at that moment.

"How about this. You will try and make it out of here on your own. But if you fail, if I catch you - I will have my fun with you, there on the spot."

You can't believe yourself when the cold sweat beading at the base of your nape is not enough to stop you from giving it a thought. Maybe you were looking for some fun, maybe it was your frustration with failing to find fun that led you out of the hall to "take a breather" and get rid of the irritating arouse you've been feeling for some time - why hesitate just because you didn't expect to find your ticket to the entertainment here, in the garden?

The animalistic aura of the man and his respectable size gives you just enough push to make this fair, to actually give it your all before you fall into his hands. 

***

Well, you can't say that you didn't put up a fight.

The brown-haired man seems to enjoy pinning you down and restricting you just as much as you enjoy protesting in his strong hold, testing the strength of his toned arms. It's humiliating, feeling the cold cobblestone ground under your hands and knees, but you don't want anything to break the immersion of being his prey.

Though, he gives you enough to feed the fantasy as it is. Until you doubt it's a fantasy anymore. Not when something large and tapered and inhuman prods at your hole.

"W-What-"

"You stay quiet and take it, 'lil lady. That's your punishment for getting caught."

You feel your brain beginning to melt with the intrusion of the tapered head of his girthy cock, and you brace yourself for being this monster's plaything, hearing him groan above you as he bottoms out.

You need to think about making it out of the maze at some point too, but right now you're not very capable of that.

VIII. A possessive Dragonkin

(CW: oviposition, breeding, unplanned pregnancy)

You noticed something being amiss the very second you entered the room. This is his territory, that much is certain - and you let him walk you in here willingly. As his grip around your waist tightens, tongue long since down your throat in a breath-stopping kiss, your half-lidded eyes catch hazy glimpses of the space. The moonlight seeping from the windows helps you make up the contours of piles upon piles of objects of various shapes and colors covering every surface. Most of them shiny, intricate, antique, scattered around without order yet clearly kept with purpose.

At the very center of it all, you're being undressed by restless hands that seemingly want to reveal way more of your skin than is necessary for a simple, short-lived tryst between strangers. You expect his touch to be cold, but every part of you becomes scorching hot under his fingertips. His skin is smooth as it glides against yours, the moon making it glow almost, as he aims to maximize the contact between your bodies.

You want to touch him back, but something long, strong and scaly wraps around your middle, lifting you up with ease and suspending you in the air. Is that his... tail? You kick your feet at the loss of gravity, afraid that he will drop you, but he simply watches you squirm and struggle with his slitted icy-blue eyes.

"Mine."

The sudden pressing of his cock against your drenched entrance distracts you from this strange surge of possessiveness. Your limbs tremble as he bottoms out, the blunt tip of his appendage brushing against your cervix and sending electricity through your writhing form, a mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelms your senses.

With every thrust, it becomes easier, as your body not only becomes more pliable towards his size, but it also begins to crave more. It's like the precome smeared on his tip numbed your cervix, because you suddenly don't mind the feeling of him knocking on it on every thrust.

"Mine."

The whisper is followed by a grunt, and it makes you look at the stranger's face again. He's looking at you, yet it's like he's not seeing you; fixated on something underneath the surface, even his mantra of possessiveness is voiced out solely out of his own necessity to say it and not directed towards you. You reach out a hand and brush it against his pale, smooth cheek. Your fingertips graze blond hair locks and aim higher up, where a pair of pointy horns stand tall on the top of his head. They're translucent and blue in color, as if cut out from pure sapphire, and you're mesmerized by the sight, by all of him. Even if his tail wraps snuggly around you to keep you in place, his pace is rather rough, and one particularly sharp thrust has you grasping at those beautiful horns for support.

You're rewarded with a growl, and the sound of it makes your insides squeeze around the thick cock that continues to mercilessly pound your cunt. In a haze, you barely notice how the very tip of his tail snakes its way towards your clit and begins to stroke it.

"Ahhh!" You throw your head back as pleasure rocks your body, a powerful climax ripping through you. As your mind blanks out, you register your need growing tenfold despite having just orgasmed. In answer, he doesn't as much as slow down his thrusts, giving you exactly what you want.

Suddenly, you begin to feel a strange bulb at the base of his cock that presses more and more into your entrance, as if moving higher. The rational part of your brain, barely functioning, sends worrisome signals, but the part that wants this easily overpowers it. You don't need to understand it. You only need to think of the undiscovered pleasure that awaits you with that delicious stretch. Your walls pulsate helplessly around it, an itch that nothing else would be able to scratch, you're ruined for everything else at that very moment. The bulb slowly moves higher, making its way to your bruised cervix, until it finally presses against it, firmly.

There is a sense of resistance for a second, until finally, something pops inside. Tears of overstimulation gather in the corners of your eyes, and you feel something small and rounded nestling deep inside, in your uterus. It makes you orgasm on the spot, body thrashing around in the strong hold you're being kept in, as your vision turns to white for a mere second.

A gush of liquid follows, and you open your eyes to see the one doing this to you breathing rapidly as he too reaches his orgasm. His seed floods you, seeping into your dilated cervix without anything to hold it back, and drenches the egg resting in your womb. A rush of realization goes to your fucked-out mind and you just know, with every cell on your body, and by some ancient design, that whatever he put inside you has been fertilized successfully in that very moment.

"Mine."

You hear the wicked mantra leave his lips one last time before you pass out, and you briefly have the opportunity to worry about your future. Is he going to keep you here forever? Or maybe your purpose will end with expelling the egg once it finishes its growth, to add another treasure to his collection. You can't help but wonder, when he says "mine", why is it that you don't mind whether he's referring to you or the good incubator that your womb makes?

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Stranger Things to do list series chapters 3 & 4

Chapters 3 and 4

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Chapter 3- Edwina Munson (oc) x reader

I want a girl with lips like morphine.

Hanging out with Edwina leads to some fun times, especially after a Plasmatics concert.

Wednesday afternoon you were going to the adult store, and knew Edwina would be working a shift that time and day. Heather dropped you off at the mall a block away from the store. There was no way you could tell her where you were going. Once you entered the store– wearing your favorite Dio shirt and Sabbath vest paired with spandex black pants and platform-heeled boots- you went to the back of the store and began looking around. Edwina was reading a Fangoria magazine; an issue of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre's Leatherface.

She looked so hot; wearing all leather and showing off some cleavage. She was known around town for being loved by the ladies, but she also liked guys. It was nice to have another bisexual woman around. Rumor had it her twin Eddie was also bisexual. Pretending you knew what you were doing as you began to browse, you took note of the toys and the videos around. Family Video had an adult section apparently, but this adult store was the only place you could buy them in Hawkins.

There were so many toys to choose from and quite a wide selection. It was overwhelming. The music playing and knowing Edwina was nearby put you in your happy place. The store was playing a hair metal station and currently Bret Michael’s band Poisons song Talk Dirty To Me. After being in the store for about five minutes, Edwina approached you. The smell of her original flavored bubble gum lingered in the air as she popped her gum. Edwina smelled like a mix of lavender flowers and fresh white musk.

Hands on her hips, she cocked her head gazing at you with curiosity.

“May I help you, Y/N?”

“Maybe. I was looking for my first toy. I mean, if you want to guide me in the right direction. I honestly don't know what I am doing if I'm being honest with you.” You stammered over your words and looked mainly at the ground as you talked fast hoping she wouldn't mind. The last thing you wanted was to embarrass yourself in front of your biggest girl crush.

“I can help you with that. I have tons at home. Don't be nervous. I won't bite you.”

Smiling at her you nervously reached out for what was called a hitachi wand. There were three colors: grey, black, and white.

“I have all models and versions. I hope that's not too TMI. There are so many different settings. And if it doesn't work for you, you can always invest in a good removable showerhead,” she suggested with a big grin.

Edwina picked up the black version wrapped in plastic.

“I got this one first, it's also my favorite. And you can use my assistant manager discount. How does that sound?”

You took note of her nails– mainly black and some dark glittery red. Her nails were long and stunning. She had on black guitar pick earrings and had a nose stud, nose ring, lip ring, 10 ear piercings with mainly skull earrings, and lots of tattoos. Her tattoos were of skulls on her neck, peace signs on her right shoulder, a Halloween sleeve on her left arm of jack-lanterns/pumpkins, and ghosts, and her other arm with tattoos of pentagrams, also a Baphomet.

“That's nice of you, and thanks. I want to look around a bit more first. I do want one though… the black I guess. Any special deals on batteries by any chance?” you asked playfully.

“Yep. A pack of 100 batteries for ten dollars. If you have any questions about anything though ask. Oh, the videos here are overpriced but you can always check Family Video. Or borrow one of mine. Just saying,” Edwina tells you with a slight shrug.

“Thanks. I might take you up on that.”

Noticing her battle jacket and the pins on them you noticed a Plasmatics one. It was similar to yours of Wendy O Williams, from that era, and the patch on your denim Levi’s jacket.

“I love your Plasamtics pin! I would love to see them. It's a shame they don't play too close to Indiana. I love Wendy!”

“Me too, I'm seeing them this weekend– going down in my van on Friday and seeing the Brooklyn show on Saturday night at L Amour. Well, my ex-girlfriend and I broke up so I have a free ticket. Maybe you’d want to come?”

Her brows were raised curiously and you were shocked, but in the best way possible. Edwina had a very tempting offer on hand indeed. There was nothing you wanted more than that. It would be fun. It was a great idea to come in here today. Now if only you could conceal your purchases so Heather wouldn't notice or ask questions.

“I would… yeah, I’d love that. I can help pay for food and gas. Anything and everything. You name it I can happily oblige,” you offered up to her hoping this trip would happen.

That nothing would interfere. Luckily you had no weekend shift at the Hawkins pool so this should work out perfectly. Next week was Eddie's show, and maybe Edwina would be going. Who knows.

“Great! I can pick you up at your place at ten am or so. Sound good?” She asked, sweetly batting her lashes and sounding hopeful.

“Of course. Perfect. I’ll let you know if I have any more questions.”

“We’d sleep in my van the first night. I hope that it's alright with you. The second night a decent hotel room. Is that alright?” She asked with a grin.

“Perfect.”

She went to get a pack of batteries and a basket. Thanking her she got out a dum dum watermelon lollipop unwrapping it, and offered you one which you eagerly accepted before she walked away. Once you put the black Hitachi wand into the basket you gathered some lube, a glass pink dildo with a red heart at one end of it, a purple vibrator, a white butt plug with a bedazzled red ruby jewel at the end of it, and a anal training kit in blue.

The video titles were interesting and there were various sections. One was for lesbian-only content, another softcore, one for dom/sub-content, one for group sex/orgies, and girl/guy action. They looked interesting. Maybe one day you would take a trip to the Family Video to visit their adult section. Steve could help you find something good.

Taking your purchases to the counter you put them down and let Edwina ring you up smiling at you seemingly impressed by your purchases. You couldn't wait to go home and try them out. The total came to a little over a hundred with Edwina’s generous assistant manager discount.

“Thanks for shopping here. Don't worry, I’ll wrap it all discreetly and I have black bags for it.”

“Thanks. I appreciate that.”

Writing down your number you gave it to her.

“Thanks. See you Saturday.”

She gave you the biggest wink before you took your bag, put it into your backpack, and then walked out the door. Going to the nearest payphone you called Heather to pick you up and she did. Soon you were at home and unwrapped your toys once you had a nice hot and steamy shower. It was wonderful. Using the removable shower head you got yourself off, thankful to your shower radio playing hair metal and Motley Crue to cover up the lewd sounds you made as the water hit your pussy and massaged your clit. You used every setting thinking about Edwina and fucking her in every way possible as you got off tilting your head back and having one of the hardest orgasms of your life making your legs and knees shake.

Saturday came and you were waiting in your driveway bags packed eager to see Edwina. The drive would be long but so much fun. You packed snacks, candy, a big cooler, ice, and even some booze. Edwina might have a flask, or you could stop at the gas station along the way. It would be nice, especially with the cassettes she had and one’s you brought along as well.

Once she arrived pulling into the driveway with her black van with purple trim you noticed her wearing some purple ray bans and waved at her as she left the car. Taking your bags for you she put them in the back of her van before embracing you in a hug. She smelled like clove cigarettes, eucalyptus, and faintly of roses. She did wear a signature rose perfume which you loved.

“Hey, gorgeous. Ready to rock out? You look so fucking beautiful.”

She kissed your cheek and held your hand. Her warmth and hospitality were so genuine and refreshing.

“Of course. I'm so excited. I can't wait!” You told her sounding overjoyed.

Soon in her car, you were quickly on the road taking notice of the setup she had in the back with lots of pillows, blankets, sheets, a comforter, and an inflatable queen-sized air mattress. It would surely be an interesting day with Edwina. She was playing the newest Plasmatics album on cassette headbanging and encouraging you to do so. The car smelled like Febreze and air freshener pine scented which was lovely.

“I love this album! I'm so excited to hear them play some songs from it live but most excited for Butcher Baby of course,” she enthused as she threw her rock horns into the air.

“Me too. They are amazing live supposedly. It's too bad they never play here. Wendy is so inspirational,” you told her proudly before opening a can of iced coffee espresso and guzzling some down.

Edwina had a liter of bottled water nearby sparkling flavored she took generous swigs from it as she made her way out of Hawkins.

“I've seen them twice. Jersey and Pennsylvania. It was amazing! I never met Wendy though. Maybe tomorrow night we will get lucky. I bet she's nice. I was almost going to go alone but glad I didn't.”

You nodded along noticing she was wearing no bra and you could see her nipples hardened through her black tanktop belly shirt because of the air conditioner running. She looked so hot. Her leather pants were red but looked so good paired with her shirt.

“I love that we are going together. Never been out of state for a concert and never been to New York either.”

Soon you were out of Indiana and in Ohio crossing state lines. Ohio seemed interesting. Driving on the highway there were trucks and some other cars, which was normal for a Friday. Once the cassette was done she let you pick and you chose a Corroded Coffin tape that was a cover album. Hopefully, next, you could listen to her band the Hawkins SheDevils. They had some cover songs too.

“Thought we could stop for lunch but then decided it would be nice to bring along some food so I made us some cheese and pickled jalapeno sub sandwiches with chips,” she admitted with a shrug before drinking more water.

You were done with your coffee and drinking some water now as well.

“I love spicy you remembered.”

She got out the cooler she had with food handing you your sandwich. You took it gladly and got out some napkins and the bag nearby with sun chips and Doritos. You fondly recalled the sleepovers you would have with Edwina when you were teens. Nothing ever happened between the two of you but you would mix drinks and get drunk and watch horror movies falling asleep cuddled next to each other.

“How's your sandwich?” She asked curiously after taking a bite with honey mustard in the center.

“It's great. I'm just so glad to be going with you. The food is good though. Maybe we could stop by a diner tonight or get a pizza for dinner.”

“Perfect. Pizza with extra cheese and veggies and mushrooms too and green olives. I know how much you love our veggie pizzas.”

After you finished lunch you were getting closer out of Ohio and about 5 hours into your drive. Edwina was just the best road trip partner and you craved this closeness/connection to her. Even though you had strong feelings for Eddie your feelings for Edwina had grown as well over the years and she was the most down-to-earth woman.

Now listening to Hawkins She Devils first album you sang along to every word. Edwina was a guitar beast and sometimes played a two-headed guitar. Her guitar skills were flawless and her voice was unmatched sounding like a mix of Joan Jett and Lita Ford.

The next couple of hours went well and you were in Pennsylvania. It was a new feeling. A state like this was so beautiful and the weather was perfect not too warm and windy. Having the windows down was nice. You were eager to find a campsite or somewhere to rest and relax after getting pizzas and hopefully doing some drinking. You had brought along some wine coolers and some red wine to enjoy.

You were eating pizzas by eight o'clock and enjoying some wine just chilling and stargazing at a campsite in upstate Pennsylvania. Edwina's backseat was so comfortable. The night was gorgeous and the concert was coming up quickly. Once you had your fill of pizza you finished your wine and brushed your teeth. Soon in bed with her fan on providing some relief along with the windows slightly down you lay next to her and looked deeply into her eyes.

“Today was so much fun. I'm just lucky I can be with you. I missed time like this with you,” she confided in you as she drew circles on the skin of your arms.

“I have a confession. I like you. I have for a long time now. I've been so nervous to admit it. You are just gorgeous and I love being with you.”

“I like you too y/n. I'm glad you finally told me. I had an idea. Do you want to kiss me?”

Looking at her you nodded and moved closer. Your lips brushed against hers lightly at first before the kiss deepened. She was a biter and it was so hot. You loved the feeling of her tongue against yours and her lip ring as it brushed against your lips. Maneuvering so you were on top of her you ran your hands over every bare inch of her skin.

“Mm so sexy. I never thought we’d be doing this but I'm glad we are,” she murmured against your lips between kisses as her hands moved down to your ass cupping it. She kneaded the flesh of your skin squeezing it and spanking you a bit for good measure.

You weren't sure how much time passed but it was amazing to be kissing the girl of your dreams. She was so sexy and the moment felt perfect. Her red lipstick and your maroon lipstick got all smudged from your heavy makeout session but it was well worth it.

“Mm, maybe we should stop for now. Get some sleep. Tomorrow is a whole new day,” you suggested eager to pick up again soon with whatever this was.

“Sure. I hope you sleep well. And I'm so glad we did this trip together.”

You kissed once more deeply and then fell asleep in each other's arms with Edwina as the big spoon. The next day you woke up mid-morning and went for breakfast getting fast food of hash browns and egg mcmuffins before making the rest of the drive to New York listening to KISS and then checking into the hotel. The room was nice and there was one big bed to share. Once you got settled in you decided to get some lunch at an Italian Bistro in Brooklyn before making your way to the L Amour venue to wait in line for the show to start.

When the Plasmatics took the stage that night you screamed louder than you ever have as you held hands with Edwina until she began to crowd surf and even stage dive. The band had chainsaws, a light show, lightning sparks, fire, and pyrotechnic special effects. You sang so loud and so much that your voice was sore by the end of the set. You had the time of your life and after the last song, you waited for the encore Butcher Baby.

Back at the hotel you ordered fries and burgers for room service, showered, changed into a red silk lingerie nightie, and then got into bed browsing through the channels on TV deciding on a hair metal music video MTV hour. Edwina finished her shower and was back in the room in a white tanktop, and black panties. She got into bed with you wrapping her arms around you embracing you. Her touch was electric and it felt like a bolt of lightning when you kissed. Not wasting any time you kissed deeply and passionately with whimpers and mewls escaping your lips as you dry-humped her grinding and making the prettiest noises.

Edwina's tattoos were so sexy and now seeing all her tattoos fully up close was nice. The Baphomet on her lower stomach and a guitar on her outer thigh, paired with guitar picks on her legs, was sexy. Pulling down her top you took notice of her nipple piercings and black heart tattoo on her chest you rubbed circles on. You would do anything and everything with her that she wanted you to. You’d do anything for this gorgeous woman with the most perfect figure.

“Need to taste your sweet pussy baby girl. Please say yes,” she urged as she moved down your body spreading your legs wide and leaving kisses on your inner thighs as she raised your slip slightly revealing your lavender Victoria's Secret panties.

“Yes I want you to be my first,” you admitted to her wanting to feel her incredible tongue and the sensations her mouth could give you.

Edwina removed her shirt revealing her heart-shaped nipple piercings. Removing your panties with her teeth she tossed them to the side and breathed in the sweet scent of your pussy licking her lips eagerly as she inserted a long finger curling into you and taking notice of how wet you were for her.

“Don't be nervous I’ll make this so good for you. I just know your pussy will taste incredible,” she told you with a grimace licking her lips and showing off her tongue barbell piercing.

As she licked your entrance and spread your walls with two fingers, Edwina looked up at you and the rapt fascination you had on your face as you wrapped your legs around her back bringing her in closer. Sucking your fingers as she licked your pussy walls you tried to hold back your moans as her tongue found your clit and her fingers hit your g-spot.

“Mm no baby girl be vocal for me let the people in the next room hear how good I’m making you feel. I love this slutty pussy. It's so delicious,” she remarked triumphantly before eating you out like a four-course meal.

Edwina was no stranger to eating pussy and she loved women very much. Making another woman feel incredible was her specialty and Edwina knew exactly what they wanted and how to serve them. She had always preferred women for as long as she could remember and with watching all the lesbian pornos she did Edwina picked up more than a handful of tricks.

“Oh fuck! Yes, eat that clit! Suck it good!” You cried clenching the bed sheets tightly so hard your knuckles began to turn white.

“Mmm I could do this for hours,” Edwina boasted as her fingers on your g-spot combined with her tongue had you leaking juices on her tongue.

Every drop she was sure to catch not wanting to waste any of it. Your thighs clenched around her head as your lower back raised off the bed. The constant eye contact you made with Edwina was sexy as fuck and you didn't want this to end.

“I’m gonna cum soon baby!” You forewarned her as you writhed and moaned so beautifully for her and Edwina left soft kitten licks on your clit.

Daring to touch yourself she noticed and swatted your fingers away playfully.

“Mm no let me do it I didn't say you could touch yourself,” she warned as she slapped your pussy and worked her fingers inside you with reckless abandon.

Sweat beaded down your body as she spelled the alphabet with her tongue on your pussy. Your core was aching for release and Edwina never missed a beat nor did her eyes dare to leave yours so she could gauge all your reactions as her mouth made love to your pussy.

“Fuck! Fuck! Yes, I'm going to cum and cream all over your pretty face!” You whined slamming your hands against the headboard and knocking the bedposts against the wall.

“Yes let me taste your sweet cream,” she urged sexily as her fingers against your pussy made wet slapping noises.

Within moments you reached your peak and rode out your high on her face and she eagerly lapped it all up.

“Please kiss me,” you begged as she bit your thighs causing you to squeal playfully.

Crawling up your body with her tongue she licked from your hips to your stomach and chest then your neck before meeting your lips in a kiss and then sucking her finger before letting you suck another finger.

“Fuck you taste so good.”

“From your lips I sure do. Thank you, Edwina.”

Cuddling with her you were the big spoon and sometime after you drifted off to sleep so content in post-orgasmic bliss.

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Chapter 4 Do you wanna touch me (there)?

Eddie Munson x fem reader

After a Corroded Coffin show and at the Hawkins community pool skinnydipping leads to even more fun with Eddie.

The day had come for the Corroded Coffin concert, and you were going with Nancy. She was excited since Jonathan was tagging along, and it would be a good show. Eddie had in the past been a staunch defender of Will, Jonathan’s younger brother and Jonathan admired Eddie and respected him for it. Getting dressed for the show, you opted for your favorite pair of leather pants with a purple thong, knee-high red latex platform heels, a spiked bra, and a Corroded Coffin low-cut tank top.

Once you showered, you fixed your hair and did your makeup; you got ready for Nancy to arrive. Earlier that day you went with Barb to get your nails done and got a black French tip manicure. Once Nancy arrived, you told Heather goodbye, and she waved you off as she talked on the phone with Carol. Jonathan would meet you there, and once you got in her car, you saw Nancy wearing mainly black. She had her hair up in a side ponytail, and wore darker makeup than usual.

“Looking good, Nance.”

“Thanks. Let's go see your man, Eddie.” Nancy teased as she began the drive.

Five minutes into the drive, you felt like you had to tell her finally about Edwina.

“I hooked up with Edwina after the concert in the hotel room.”

“Define hooked up. I’m impressed.”

“She ate me out,” you proudly boasted as a look of awe formed on her face.

“Congrats. I’m glad.”

She high-fived you and the rest of the drive you talked about summer plans and work. Nance had a good job at the Hawkins paper, but she was looking for a new job for the fall when she would start her first semester away at college in Boston. The sign for The Hideout soon came into view, and she parked right in front of the club. It was getting dark out and the sunset was forming. Once inside the club, you wasted no time getting a margarita and Nancy a beer as she went to talk to Jonathan, who was doing some photography with Corroded Coffin.

Eddie looked so sexy you had to talk to him before the show. Hopefully, after he would want to hang out with you and go skinny-dipping in the Hawkins Pool. Having the keys was a bonus working at the pool for the summer. After the band posed for group photos, Eddie found his way over to you and hugged you. He smelled good; like cloves and faintly of cigarette smoke, and he was wearing leather pants, some black platform boots, and a Dio Holy Diver tank top.

“So Eddie, doing any covers tonight?”

“Yeah, sure am. A few covers. Ozzy, Dio, and Iron Maiden.”

“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after. We can go to the Hawkins Pool,” you suggested as you looked at him with pleading eyes.

“Of course beautiful. And I wanted to give you this.”

He took off one of his guitar pick necklaces: a black guitar pick that matched the red one he had and put it on you.

“There is one of my lucky guitar pick necklaces. And this,” he told you with a big smile as he took off his mood ring on his ring finger and gave it to you putting it on your middle finger where it fit snugly.

“Wow, thanks. I don’t think I deserve these though,” you told him modestly.

“Nonsense. Graduation presents from me to you.”

You were so excited you couldn’t help but kiss his cheek. Eddie responds by kissing the top of your head.

“Eddie on in ten!” Jeff called out to him as he noticed you and gave you a big wink.

You rolled your eyes but smiled at him as Eddie gave you a fist bump.

“I’m gonna get ready for the show and after I’ll need to smoke a joint, but after that, we can go to the pool.”

Soon Corroded Coffin was taking the stage with you and Nancy up at the front Jonathan nearby getting his camera ready to take pictures of the show. The lights went down and Eddie’s guitar solo began as you cheered the loudest for him feeling a good buzz now from the margarita earlier. Jeff was doing his guitar solo followed by a drum solo. Corroded Coffin did a few original songs before starting their first cover of the night Ozzy’s Shot in the Dark from the album The Ultimate Sin.

“Thanks for coming to the show Hawkins! Gonna do a few more originals then a couple of new songs and finally more cover songs and solos!”

The crowd cheered and the next song started. When they got to their new songs of the night, everyone went wild and Jonathan was taking some of his best photos. Being around a loud rock band you knew personally just hit differently and it was one of the most kickass shows ever. Once they did their other two cover songs Holy Diver by Dio and Iron Maiden’s Flight of Icarus. Eddie’s voice and guitar skills were unmatched to Bruce Dickinson and an even better version even though this was a cover song.

Once the show was over and true to his word Eddie went to smoke and came back into the club to find you and Nancy with Jonathan talking. Hopefully, he will get the photos developed soon. You were drinking a bottle of water to stay hydrated and refreshed as Eddie wrapped his arms around you from behind.

“So you ready to go?” He whispers huskily into your ear.

“Uh yeah of course. Jonathan and Nancy were just saying how they got some great content. Nancy’s even going to write about it in a news article.”

“Yep, it was a great show, Eddie,” she added as she held Jonathan’s hand.

“Great. You guys wanna come to the pool with us?” He offered.

“Maybe for a bit. Right, Jonathan?”

“Yeah okay.”

Soon you were driving to the pool. You went with Eddie in his van and Jonathan went with Nancy. You had talked to Edwina a bit since The Plasmatics concert, but you hoped you would see her at least at a party, hopefully by the 4th of July. Inside the pool, the four of you went to the locker room to get undressed. Eddie was in his boxers, as was Jonathan as they got into the pool. You and Nancy had stripped down to just your bras and underwear/thongs.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” you responded.

You walked hand in hand with Nancy to the poolside. The light of the full moon bathed your skin in the moonlight. Eddie wolf-whistled as he and Jonathan looked at you both.

“Stop Eddie!” You teased him before jumping in with Nancy and causing a big splash.

Eddie swam over to you and wrapped his arms around you holding you close to him. Nancy was near Jonathan, just floating in the water. You relaxed in the water for a while, enjoying this closeness with Eddie. He was so nice, and he made your heart race. It was the best feeling having him hold you. Jonathan and Nancy were star gazing and looking at the full moon as you and Eddie sat on the pool steps and held hands, fingers laced as you sat in his lap.

“Well, I think we should head back soon. Right, Jonathan?” Nancy asked as she gave you a knowing wink knowing you wanted your alone time with Eddie.

“Sure just let me swim a few laps first.”

After Jonathan did his laps he got out and dried off. Nancy was getting out of the water and dried off before getting dressed again.

“See you tomorrow, I guess,” Nancy said with a friendly wave before she and Jonathan left.

“I’m getting pruned. I should get out soon. Maybe a shower though?” You suggested to Eddie.

“Perfect idea. I love the way you think.”

Soon you were out of the water and in the showers, naked. Once the water was warm enough, you got a soap and washed up catching glances at Eddie. He looked so hot and his tattoos were stunning up close. Eddie was trying to be nonchalant about staring at your boobs but you noticed- of course you noticed. As he soaped up, you couldn’t help but look at him in all his well-endowed glory. Biting your lips you ached to be on your knees pleasing his cock.

“Eddie, do you like blowjobs?” You asked out of the blue.

“Yeah, they are great. I haven’t had many. Why do you ask?” He cocked his head and looked at you with a shit-eating grin on his face.

You had recently watched a sex tape you found in Heather’s room called Deep Throat and for a dirty movie you sure picked up some tips and tricks from it.

“Just wondering. I’ve wanted to try giving my first one, but I never felt like the moment was right. Until now,” you admitted as you looked at him with determination.

No matter what you had to have his cock it just looked so tasty.

“Oh, you want to blow me? Blow a rockstar?”

“Yes. I want to give you a blowjob. I recently watched Deep Throat the porno and I want to try it.”

“Fuck. Yeah sure.”

Getting on your knees you looked up at him and inched closer to his cock. Licking your lips as you stroked him to full hardness you wondered just how big his cock truly was. It was so big and thick that you planned to take him as well as possible. Even if you couldn’t deliver with deep throating, you could at least practice and make him cum. That was the ultimate goal no matter what.

Wasting no time you began to caress and stroke his cock to full hardness and looked up at him admiring his tattoos, especially the bats on his arm as you watched the water droplets run down his skin. His ring-clad fingers rested upon his hips as Eddie admired your beauty, looking down at you with a smirk. Cupping his balls with one hand you squeezed them lightly earning grunts from him.

“Just let me know what you like Eddie,” you told him sincerely before licking the tip of his cock, then down his shaft and back up again, then down, swirling your tongue over his balls.

“I sure will, sweetheart. You are doing great so far. Your hands and mouth are like magic,” he praised you, one of his hands moving toward your hair and giving it a good tug.

“You taste so good,” you complimented him as you stroked his base and massaged his prostate.

With batted lashes you took him into your mouth inch by delicious inch, stroking the rest of his cock you couldn’t quite take with your mouth. Looking up at him as you bobbed your head you noticed Eddie biting his lips as he gasped loudly and rocked gently into your mouth.

“So perfect. That's right, princess, take my cock just like that. Be a good girl for me,” he enthused, continuing his steady pace, not wanting to choke you or make you feel uncomfortable.

His tugs on your hair became harsher as his groans for you grew. He watched as your boobs bounced and glistened with the water. He had the perfect view of watching you suck him off. Eddie felt like he had died and gone to heaven as he felt your warm mouth envelop his cock. Daring to take him deeper you choked a little as Eddie’s sounds for you became practically pornographic.

“So fucking sexy. So enthusiastic for my cock. Makes a metalhead happy,” he urged you wanting you to know how much he was enjoying this experience with you.

Your cheeks hollowed out as he hit the back of your throat at a steady rhythm. Pleasing him like this was otherworldly, even if the feeling of the tile from the floor of the shower was causing a bit of pain to your knees. You were enjoying giving this pleasure, and it made you feel a sense of vivaciousness. Your pretty red lipstick was leaving marks on Eddie’s cock, but he sure as hell wasn’t complaining about it. Breathing through your nose, you took it like a champ as you let him thrust and hit the back of your throat repeatedly as you continued to apply pressure to his balls, all the while admiring how gorgeous he looked and like an Adonis. He was your heavy metal God and his moans were so beautiful.

“Gonna cum soon. Fuck! That’s it! Suck this cock, sweetheart. Fuck!” Eddie warned you before pulling out of your mouth and pumping his cock, the tip leaking pearly white pre-cum.

“I want it all over my chest,” you begged him as you looked up at him licking your lips.

He nodded, eager to give you what you wanted.

“Don’t have to ask me twice.”

Eddie began to cum as he gasped loudly, spilling his seed all over your breasts and paying particular attention to your hardened nipples as he coated you with his cum marking you. You let the water wash the cum away as you licked his shaft clean, devouring all his cum and swallowing before opening your mouth to show him it was all gone. Eddie pulled you up to a standing position and met your lips in a deep kiss tasting himself.

“So good for me. Let’s meet up again soon yeah? And by the way sweetheart, your oral skills are perfect. So are your beautiful breasts.”

“Thank you, Eddie.”

He held you close and ran circles along your back as the warm water washed over your bodies.

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[sysig]

is this where u take the requests? if not, apologies lol still learning tumblr, I WAS WONDERING IF MY VARGAS RELATED REQUESTOBER REQUEST COULD BE JAKE/NNY? i feel like jake/nny is SO looked past like its actually so cute, they could be doing anything THANK U IF THIS WAS THE WRONG PLACE SORRY MWAH MWAH X

Day 12 - Once you had one hole in your skin, you've had 'em all

[boxwinebaddie]

🎸 happy uncneen pepinursteppermint wintereve 🍬 ❤️‍🔥

❤️🤘 + ft. how i think my styles would say HYH

[hecatesbroom]

Thanks to the lovely @the-eclectic-wonderer for tagging me in this tag game!

Bold & colour whatever applies to you:

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or and bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

No pressure to participate of course, but I'm tagging: @roseeycreates-blog @alectothinker @srosehh @timelessbian @tvmilfs

[ryuseitai]

its come to my attention that i cant get my nose ring. out of my nose.

[crystalpallette]

ally found someone who looked like her and then they kissed. hashtag yuri wins or... something

[iniziare]

Tag drop: Jingliu

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

picking argenti up by the scruff of his neck and putting him in my knight blorbo pile

[gothsuguru]

let it be known…. bestie!sukuna does a killer winged eyeliner

[touyasdoll]

I think that Hawks is super into alternative people.

Like I think he sees someone with a haircut that’s a little out there or piercings or full sleeves of tattoos or covered in chains and studs and it makes his brain buzz a little. He sees someone who isn’t afraid to go against “the norm” and he’s immediately drawn to them.

Because he’s the model hero. He’s always doing what’s right. Doing what’s expected of him. He’s charming and personable and everyone loves him, but it’s a show. It’s pomp and circumstance. The Commission molded him to be this way and he knows that, but it’s not like he can just stop now. He can’t go against their expectations for him.

However, he can and does pursue these people. He can’t help it. He’s fascinated by them. He wishes that he could do what they do. The most he can get away with is wearing some flashy jewelry every once in a while. He wants to feel the vibration of a tattoo gun on his bicep. He wants wants to wear something that’ll make people stop and stare and not just because he’s a famous hero.

He just wants to experience little doses of freedom and when he meets you, he feels like maybe he finally can.

[riaki]

riko wait another gumi question . i need help w this one bc i cant decide at all but do u think . he would have a lip piercing … yes or no 🤔🤔

I FOT THIS DUIRN GMATH AND I ACTUALLY SCREAMED i was having a gumi night last night i spent like an hour losing my mind over him

ANYWAY!!! honestly idrk… me personally i’m not super into piercings besides earrings and maybe a tongue piercing. it would be kinda hot though wouldnt it… BUT i always see geto with piercings oh man idk this is hard

i feel like if he were to get piercings he probably wouldn’t get a crap ton like. maybe j one wherever cs ion think hes very over the top like that… BUT I LITERALLY DOMT KNOW. i don’t picture the gumi in my head with piercings so my first response would be no but honestly it’s up to u cus i don’t venture into the forest of piercings very often

[bardnuts]

big fan of the vibe in here