#brain is barely literate

[thirteen-jades]

You say :3 I say how haiiiii

Haiiiii! :3

[arinmoss]

he's got half a head

[qqueenofhades]

Anyway, since All Presidential Official Actions Are Absolutely Legal, I for one suggest that Biden sends a drone to Mar-a-Lago to vaporize it and/or Trump and then tell SCOTUS it was an official action.

[wishchip106]

thinking about charles doing wheelies in his wheelchair

let him do cool tricks 😿

[bigeloo]

The one cable i brought to connect my tablet with my laptop didn't work so uh... a traditional piece for once

[kookidough]

analysing vance hopper because he lives in my head 24/7 !

tw for like. literally everything the black phone covers!!!!!!

also there's some special effects gore rather far down in the post idk just i feel like i should warn you just in case

okay so before anyones like "but bee!!!! he only had 6 minutes of screen time in a 102 minute long movie!!!!! he was only on screen for 5.8% of the movie!!!!!" and to that i say i Know it was a real tragedy so a lot of this will be built on personal interpretation and subtext and stuff said behind the scenes and whatnot

so firstly i wanna rot about what his childhood/upbringing might've been like..... i havent quite decided on something definitive but i think we can take one look at his character and realise that is glaringly obvious he had a bad childhood, in one interview the actor that plays him (brady hepner) says "the background i had set up for vance is that the reason he was the way he was is his home life was fairly difficult, you know maybe his dad was either not there for him or he wasn't supportive, maybe he was fairly abusive, and so that creates a hair trigger sense of rage in vance" hair trigger meaning his patience is literally as thin as a strand of hair it does Not take a lot for him to snap

there more to it after that which i'll get into soon but yea thats the gist of it it's clear he had absent/neglectful/abusive parents and that would certainly contribute to why he's so angry all the time, maybe acting so explosive was the only way to get his parents' attention, either good or bad, so he just internalised that. obviously rage and anger issues like vance's lead to violence (not in all cases but in his case it does) and i think a neglectful and abusive upbringing would obviously expose him to more violence than a normal childhood would, therefore normalising it and desensitising him to it, whether he's seeing it play out in his own home and/or on television or something like that (because i doubt his parents would be the kind to monitor what content he's viewing)

i feel like he has little control over his life and that only adds to his anger, which in his case leads to a fight when his buttons are pushed too many times. i think he probably takes great pride in being the toughest in town and whatnot and winning fights and being perceived as strong and scary is good to him and helps him regain control/power, something he doesnt have at home. the rest of the quote from the interview i mentioned earlier states "this pinball machine could have been the only thing that he has in his heart that's like, good, like 'holy cow i did this, i set the score,' so when someone comes along and messes it up for him, it takes away the only thing that he has. i think that that's when he switches to a 'now you're gonna pay for that'"

similar to what i said about fighting, the pinball machine and his high score is something he has control over and its an important part of his reputation/image like. hes literally pinball vance ! and the whole thing about that high score being the "only thing he has in his heart that's good" implies that hes. well. pretty shit at everything else, which is pretty much canon if you remember that gwen said vance was held back twice in school. makes me think that while he's not the brightest in school he's certainly street smart

moving onto ermmmmm him getting kidnapped era because im sure youre wondering "well bee if he's so street smart then why did he get kidnapped" so may i raise two theories (this is. literally all i got and its not even concrete, me and my friend gray (@staggersz) tried to figure out how this could even happen and this is the most plausible thing we've got. so shoutout to him real quick he has had to deal with me being unnormal about vance for like a year and a half thanks king couldnt have done all this without my rotting buddy)

so either he got taken by surprise (most likely option) or vance's trust was gained first via getting given quarters at the pinball machine and small talk and shit like that but this is unlikely because i feel like it'd take a loooooong time for someone like vance to trust a some random stranger adult man when he clearly has issues with trusting and respecting people older than him and people with authority (e.g. cops, his parents, or school officials) so yea being taken by surprise would probably be the most realistic option, i always see people on tiktok being like "how did the grabber kidnap vance hes so strong!!!!" dude its a 15 year old boy against like. a 45 year old man who's already claimed two lives its really not gonna be a fair fight here

before i get into the next part i wanna quickly address a theory i absolutely Hate and it is so easily disproven and that is the theory that vance is the grabber's son or is related to him in some other way and i see it Far too often on tiktok and i HATE it. from what ive seen this all stems from his dream sequence where he kicks open the fence to albert's house and, presumably, goes inside after being dropped off by the police after the grab n go fight. idk if some people just straight up didnt realise this but clearly in real life he is going to his Own House??? in the dream it's only albert's house because this is how he chooses to show gwen the house she's trying to find her brother in, the house that he himself was killed in??? i hate the theory i hate it sm

the dream sequence itself is interesting though as the ghosts seem to only be able to conjure up what theyve seen in real life (like how bruce can picture the outside of the house and show that to gwen but the house number is all flipped and not right beause he doesnt know it) so vance being able to picture the house and the number and the gate and every detail would imply that hes seen it before, but im going to explain that away as either he got out once before like with finney's failed escape attempt, or the house is most likely on the route he walks to school or the grab n go or something and he hasnt actually been there prior to being kidnapped

mini rant over now onto being kidnapped i guess, so i used the missing posters to try and estimate a timeline of how long each ghost boy would've been in the basement for (although the missing posters are notoriously unreliable for details such as looks/height/age/etc, the dates seem to all line up). so we know the order is griffin, billy, vance, bruce, robin, finney, right?? if we use the poster date then billy was taken on may 4th, 1976, a month and two days after griffin was taken (april 2nd 1976). vance was taken on september 23rd 1977, almost a full year later (stay with me im going somewhere with this), and after that bruce was taken on july 18th 1978, again almost a full year later

its established in the movie that the grabber stalks his victims before he takes them (canon because we literally see the van watching finney and gwen as they walk home from school early on in the movie) but we dont know how long he does this for since griffin/billy and robin/finney were taken such short distances apart and then the others were taken such long distances apart, also it's possible he could stalk his next victim while the previous one is still alive, etc etc lots of confusing factors, but if i've done the maths right then the absolute maximum time vance could've spent down there is 9 months and 25 days, or 298 days, so erm . let that sink in !

howeverrrr in the movie gwen states that vance went missing "last spring" and september is definitely not in spring, meaning he could've been down there for a year or even longer. an explanation or excuse i could think of for the movie and the missing poster saying different things (other than the missing posters being known for some areas being wildly inaccurate) is that maybe he was taken in spring but wasnt labelled as officially missing until september, when he was properly linked to griffin and billy's similar disappearances and the mysterious grabber? i can imagine it'd be very easy for law enforcement, especially in the 70s, to dismiss someone like vance as a runaway until they get solid evidence that he was taken. idk though thats just my personal excuse / angsty headcanon for the difference in information

not sure what exactly killed him but we do hear from vance himself that "he took his time with me" so it was probably blood loss from a variety of injuries, if we look at him in his ghost scenes we can see his hair is absolutely covered in blood which indicates head injury, he clearly has a broken nose and bruising around his eyes as a result of it, he has these deep cuts on his abdomen area (apologies for the image quality but i believe they're like. sfx pieces you would wear under clothing)

and he also has just like. minor bruising (like the fingerprints on his arm) and other random blood splatters on his face and neck (assuming the blood down his neck comes from wherever he was bleeding on his head) so Yeah overall very unpleasant way to die obviously

okay now the part thats actually in the movie and it only took me 13 paragraphs to get here: vance as a ghost!! first thing i wanna point out is appearance wise i just want to say that when he's a ghost he's missing his choker and that fact Pains me. anyway personality-wise i feel like being violently murdered has, understandably, kicked his rage up to like. the highest level it could possibly go. he's insanely snarky and downright rude to finney on the phone, showing no empathy to the fact that finney is literally in the exact situation he was in

i feel like the whole "this is the nightmare end of your pathetic little life" and "if you knew what you had coming, you'd be fucking terrified" thing is definitely to scare finney on purpose and to get him to do something, vance might as well have just told him he's never going home cuz thats how it came across LMAOO, it is startling though because vance is clearly speaking from experience, that he was literally fucking terrified, and he is warning finney in his own weird way

the thing i think sets vance apart from the other ghosts is that while he does help finney, he does it for a different reason than they do. the other ghosts want finney to escape, to get out, to be free, to live, but personally i dont think vance cares about that. the only thing he wants is for albert shaw to be dead, for someone to seek vengeance, to do what vance couldn't. vance doesn't care if it's bruce or robin or finney or whatever boy could've come after that, he doesnt care as long as that man gets what he deserves after what he put vance through, and i see this through the scene at the end of vance's call where finney thanks him for his help and vance says, and i quote, "helping you? this isn't about you, fuck him! and apologies for being repetitive but to me it just literally proves that to vance, this isnt about finney or his escape, its just about revenge

we dont get to find out what happens to the ghosts once the credits have rolled, and i dont think we quite know enough about tbp's version of ghosts to guess what theyre up to, but i have a few theories :3 maybe theyre no longer bound to those two houses and they can now go anywhere they want in town? or maybe since their shared goal of stopping albert has been achieved, the ghosts can finally pass on to whatever is waiting for them next. i dont think vance would be content to pass on that quickly or easily as anger lingers, but i hope he'd be able to let go of it eventually, and hey we might find out in the sequel. i pray it mentions him cuz i will just die if it doesnt

sometimes, ok thats a lie, frequently i think about an au where he survived or escaped or whatever but ohhhh boy this post is already a train wreck so that au would deserve its own essay of a post :3 if u actually genuinely read this far then Wtf thanks for reading the ramblings of an absolute madman, only pure delusion could get like 20 paragraphs about a guy with 6 minutes screentime but hey thats how i roll, thanks again to my pal gray for letting me rot and thank u to my other pal ana for also enduring all this rot

hope u enjoyed my interpretation of vance hopper im going to crawl in a hole now and probably brainrot some more, thanks again for ur time :3

[purple-corpsez]

My bitch pose is NASTYYYYY

[al-luviec]

compiled whatever this is (and I run out of tag space)

meh HoT gifs (3/?)

[veerbles]

we do not talk nearly enough about how, during the ice court heist (before kaz's epiphany while drowning in the spring, before inej was kidnapped, before the bathroom scene, before kaz had really come to terms with it) kaz tried to tell inej that if they didn't make it out, he wanted her to know his feelings for her.

he didn't actually manage to say that, and it understandably wasn't enough for inej, but it's just so incredible to me that he tried. even when repressed, the depth of his love for her is so deep that it managed to almost override his normal reservations and let itself known.

[starry-bi-sky]

more cfau miscellaneous things because Childhood Friends Danny and Jason have my head and heart always and I need to finish rewriting chapter two dammit (and redo the half-finished chapter 4 because its just Not The Vibes). i'm almost through I need to get through the graveyard scene. (i just stubbornly refuse to have it be shorter than the original chapter and thats the little death. that is the mind killer.)

Danny and jason’s ghost forms both smell faintly like burnt flesh and cigarettes. However, Jason has a more smokey smell while Danny’s smells almost,,, electrical? In a sense? Like he just straight up smells like burnt flesh and sulphur while Jason smells like someone put him in a smoker first.

It’s very much an unpleasant smell but Danny finds an odd comfort in it just as much as he finds a comfort in the smell of nicotine.

(Jason post-revival smells burnt flesh once and is immediately offput by the fact that it brings him an instinctive comfort. He doesn’t realize its because it reminds him of Danny, and is uncomfortable by it.)

-

In an au of an au, Danny’s altercation with Rath ends with Rath regaining enough of his sanity to snap out of the grieving state and ends with him breaking down. Instead of being souped and imprisoned, Rath, who is permanently 14, decides to Move On into the unknown. He’s exhausted, heartbroken, and tired.

(Is this influenced heavily by the ParaNorman scene where he talks to Agatha and helps her move on? Yes. But it doesn’t fit with the Original Storyline so im shoving it into an Au of an Au.)

Rath tells Danny that Jason lied to them (which he genuinely believes), and that he’s tired of waiting/looking for him/grieving. Jason is gone. He isn’t coming back, he abandoned them. And he wants his mom and dad, and his sister, and his friends. And he’s ready to join them.

He leads Danny out to Gotham, which other than Amity Park might’ve been the only city left untouched due to Rath’s own mental block on the place. They go out to the park he and Jason used to frequent or up to one of crime alley’s rooftops, and there Rath lies down and goes to sleep. Only to never wake up again, materializing into nothing as his soul moves on.

Before Rath leaves, he forces Danny to promise him that he’ll only wait for Jason for ten years. After that if he doesn’t find him, or if Jason doesn’t show, then Danny has to move on. Whether that be like how Rath does, or if its inly mentally/emotionally, doesn’t matter. He has to move on. Don’t wait for him. Don’t waste his time any more.

(“Oh, and if you find him, kick his ass for me.”)

Danny reluctantly agrees, and Rath lies down. Danny sings to him as he falls asleep.

(Angsty points if the vigilantes including Red Hood caught wind of their presence and were silently watching from the shadows. Rath might know they’re there, but Danny’s too focused on Rath to notice.)

(If only so that Red Hood realizes that this is what happened to Danny, and that Danny is gone before he can make things right. The tragedy, folks. The angst. The initial realization that Danny was Rath, and then also that Danny was dead and has been dead for years, and that before he moved on, he moved on believing that Jason abandoned him.)

(like i said it doesn't fit in the original timeline/storyline hence why its an au of an au and isn't nearly a fleshed out, but i was largely just focusing on the tragedy of Rath moving on and Jason being alive to see it and realize just who Rath is.)

-

Just like how the Lazarus pits shot Jason's twiggy 4'6-5'4 (depending on what you find) feet tall and 86lb ass up like a tree an essentially fixed his malnutrition, the portal did the same thing for Danny.

(granted i forgot about malnutrition and danny's likely stunted growth at first -- his family lived in crime alley and despite both his parents working, I don't think they had enough food all the time. He probably wasn't as badly malnourished as Jason was, but he wasn't healthy either.)

Granted his ghost in its "natural" state (14) is short, and his growth spurts were slow at first, it did result in him reaching his dad's height. There were points where it just happened overnight, like a baby. He went to bed one night 5’6 and woke up the next day 5’10.

Jazz is shorter than him. Although I have't decided if she's even liminal at all (and if she is, it didn't cure everything because she would have also suffered childhood malnutrition, and since in au canon their parents didn't get their hands on physical ectoplasm until after they got to Amity Park. So the exposure is less.)

-

Danny's voice absolutely sounds like canon Dan's. It kinda just dropped one day when he was 16-17 and never went back up. Sam and Tucker sometimes ask him to just talk about anything because they find his voice soothing.

I'm not sure yet how Danny would feel about it at first considering Rath, but I imagine that Rath, when he did speak, would have had a quieter and scratchier/weaker voice considering he's spent the last decade shrieking and crying.

(and i suppose technically that shouldn't have any effect on his throat considering he's a ghost and idk if that would actually affect him, but i like the idea so im keeping it)

In the beginning you could hear him from a mile away by the sound of his loud, echoing wails, but ten years later you can only really hear him by the soft, shuddering sobs he makes. Like he's gasping for air that isn't there. The future is full of very quiet survivors.

And it's much easier to speak when you pitch your voice upwards (especially when whispering/speaking quietly) so he might've spoken in a higher, airy pitch in order to be heard. So Danny might actually find a comfort in having a lower voice.

[sarellathesphinx]

Sometimes I take a step back and think about like the very concept of Reeve Tuesti and Cait Sith and I’m like. Nomura I know you said Cait and Barret were characters you desperately wanted to use. How the fuck did you come up with Cait and Reeve specifically. How

[seoafin]

I've come so full circle from being on tumblr since I was in literal middle school and experiencing first hand the lack of media literacy on here to right now writing my graduate school SOPs on addressing the plummeting rates of media literacy and critical inquiry

[silusvesuius]

n*loth not being able to bag anyone over the (human term) age of 25-30 at most is the only logical and real conclusion to me because it can be just explained away as him wanting to prove and control everything and anyone (Cus he's a man!) but being stuck in that demographic because his unbearable and vile personality is a force that nobody can look past once they've outgrown the possible fear and idolization period of anyone but also n*loth in particular.

[luc3ks]

thinking about my little meow meow

sol emeralds and sol energy fucking her up 😱

[jadewritesficshere]

Happy Birthday to me

Steve Harrington x female!Reader

Synopsis: Steve arrives to your house aka part 2 to Happy Birthday

Contents: kissing, p in v, cream pie (wrap it up ppl), pet names (Baby) (no use of y/n), this has 0 plot

18+ only

BANG!BANG!BANG!

You jumped, dropping the bag of chips. The banging on your door had startled you from watching some random movie on TV. Chips scattered the floor, and you scowled at the mess. It was already 10pm, no one should be coming to your apartment at this time. The banging continued causing your temper to rise. You pulled your robe closed and tied the sash to hold it in place.

You narrowly avoided crushing chips under your feet, the chips having scattered farther then you thought. You glared at the waste, making a mental note to clean it up so there wouldn't be ants. With a huff, you turned on your heel and stomped to the door. You swung the door open," Who the hell-"

Oh

Steve

Steve was standing there, hair askew. His hair was flopping onto his forehead, partly stuck to sweat. His shirt clung tight to his biceps and chest. His jeans showing off a bulge, made you feel like a pervert for noticing his groin every time you were together (it wasn't intentional which made it worse, he didn't even realize it). You knew he was big with how he walked and how these jeans didn't hide much. Your eyes drifted back up to his face. His face was flushed, lips reddened from biting them. His eyes swirled with emotions.

"Uh...hello?" You shift, realizing you were only in a thin satin robe. You pull the robe tighter to cover you," I wasn't expecting you...uh..."

Steve chuckles lowly before taking a step inside the door, forcing you to shuffle back. He continues in and turns to shut the door. You go to lock the door and-

Your back collides with the front door, his big hands grasping your biceps (fuck his hands are so huge they envelop your arm). Your head lightly bangs against the door, making you say "ow" even though it doesn't hurt.

"Shit, you okay?" Steve pulls back and you can see the concern in his eyes, the wrinkle in his brow. One hand leaves your arm and goes to the back of your head, gently feeling to ensure there are no bumps. "Just startled me," you mumble, feeling flustered at how close Steve was. Steve hums, hand trailing down to the back of your neck.

"I saw your video."

A solid second of silence filled the space as it took you a moment to comprehend what he had just said. Once realization struck you couldn't help but feel embarrassed. A moment of courage, you gave the video to Steve. But now, standing in his gaze, it felt too warm. You fidget and try to look down, but Steve forces your head back up to look at him. He leans in, licking his lips," I really liked it Baby."

"You did?" You ask quietly, biting your lip. A bad habit of yours, something Steve scolded you about. You feel the pressure of his hand go off your neck before his thumb is removing your bottom lip from between your teeth. His thumb stays there as he smirks at you," Really liked it Baby...all that just for me?" You inhale sharply, before tentatively darting your tongue out to lick his thumb.

His eyes widen, but he doesn't move away. No, he moves his thumb closer to your tongue. You lick him again before closing your mouth around the digit. You swirl your tongue around his finger and suck lightly. The groan Steve releases makes your stomach flutter and heat spread between your thighs. Steve removes his thumb quickly, a light popping noise echoing in your ears. "Enough teasing me," Steve mumbles before leaning in.

His lips meet yours in a flash. Soft and smooth with a hint of cherry thanks to the chapstick he wears. His tongue darts out and licks your bottom lip before he's licking into your mouth. You've never felt more alive than this moment. A moan escapes you, causing Steve to push into you more.

The cool of the front door behind you, the warmth of his body in front of you. You can feel Steve's erection pressed against you. It makes your head spin with want. Your chest is heaving with breaths, pressed against his. Your arms are wound behind his head, hands threaded through his hair. One of his hands is fiddling with the sash of your robe. The other is holding your hip, pulling you close and lifting your leg. You wrap it around him, balancing against the wall and your one leg on solid ground.

At this new angle, Steve's bulge is pressed perfectly into you. He rolls his hips forward slightly, causing your head to fall back in a moan. You are so wet, you know your underwear is soaked. You can barely think anything but Steve Steve Steve.

Steve takes advantage of your head falling back to trail kisses along your jaw and down your neck. He licks and nips, finding the spot that makes your knees go weak. Steve must realize this, because suddenly he's got his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you against him. His hips rock into yours, at a slow but steady pace. The feeling causes you to become more aroused. Just enough pressure to press against your clit each time, making you want more.

Steve pulls back, a thread of spit connecting his mouth to your neck. "Can I take this off Baby?" Steve mumbles, eyes focused on yours as he fiddles with the sash again. You nod, unable to find your voice. Steve beams at you, wide smile spread across his face. You pretend not to notice the way his hands shake slightly as he unties your robe. You hear Steve take a deep breath in before he opens the robe.

You wish now you had on some lingerie. Or something matching at least. Your black bra and pastel cotton underwear could not be more different. You would feel slightly ashamed, except Steve bites his lip and groans. His eyes dart hungrily over your figure before he shakily exhales. His hands are on your hips, and he lays his forehead against your shoulder. "Give me a second..." he mutters. You lightly stroke his hair as he stands there, face down with his eyes closed.

"God, you're even better in person," Steve's hands flex slightly, fingers digging into your hips. A giggle escapes you, and you know Steve is smiling even if you can't see it. You pull your leg down from where it was wrapped around him, earning a soft whine from him. Steve lifts his head and peers into your eyes, a slight pout on his lips. "Bedroom?" You ask and his eyes light up.

You manage to turn the lock on the door and slide the robe fully off your body before grabbing Steve's outstretched hand. He leads you into your bedroom, your heart pounding wildly. The soft glow of the distant street light shines in through the window, illuminating the bed. You get on and lay back on the bed, propped up on your elbows, watching Steve.

Steve pulls his shirt off, throwing it in the corner without a second thought. You lick your lips as you gaze at his chest. You've seen him shirtless before, of course, having gone swimming together; however, you've never really been able to look. Chest hair that has a slight wave to it, pecs you want to grab, freckles scattered about his pale skin. Your eyes catch the smattering of hair under his belly button that leads down into his pants. His long fingers deftly unbutton his jeans, pushing them and his boxers down.

Oh

You knew he was packing...but this? His cock is thicker rather than longer. Still a good length, it would surely reach deep in you. You've never seen a cock this thick before though. You aren't even sure he will fit. The head is flushed a deep red. Some dark curls at the base, neatly trimmed. His balls hang heavy against his thighs. Thick thighs that you wanted to wrap around you.

Steve stands there with a smirk, letting you have your fill of looking. He wasn't shy, nervous sure, but not shy. He was confident he looked good. He just wanted to make sure he made you feel good. From his vantage point, he can see the darkened wet spot on your pale panties. He gives you a few more seconds to stare before stalking towards you. You hastily take your bra off and fling it across the room. He pauses for a moment, eyes darting to your chest. "Damn," Steve rasps out. He crawls up the bed and hovers over you.

"Hi," you mutter as you peer up at him. "Hi," he chuckles before giving you a quick peck on the lips. You go to deepen the kiss, laying fully on your back as he crawls over you. Your hands roam his broad shoulders, feeling the muscles flex as he holds himself above you. Steve's hand cups your breast, squeezing and rolling it slightly. He pulls back from kissing you, making you pout. You would complain, but he quickly trails kisses down your neck to your collarbone before he reaches your breast.

Steve lightly nips at the top of your breast before leaving open mouthed kisses all over. Licking and sucking your nipple into his mouth. The sensations send a fluttery warm feeling down to your groin. You can feel your wetness dampening your panties further. "Steve," the man in question lifts his head to look at you," please..." you shift under him trying to get some relief.

Steve smiles softly at you, before kneeling back and dragging your panties down your legs. They get caught for a second on your foot before falling to the bed. Steve takes this moment away from you to really gaze at you. Your folds glisten with your arousal. Your breasts gleam from his saliva. You look like the most beautiful site in the world. His dick twitches as he bites back a moan.

He clambors back on top of you, a bit rushed with excitement. Steve's face returns parallel to yours, as he holds himself up on one arm. "You're so gorgeous..." Steve uses his free hand to trail his fingers across your jaw. "Please Steve..."

You shift and spread your legs open for him. He leans in and kisses you, chests touching, as he moves his hand off your jaw and down. He slides a finger through your slit and you both moan at the feeling. Your tongues move in tandem against each other as he gently inserts one finger into you. You can distantly hear the sound of how wet you are as he pumps his finger in and out of you, quickly adding another.

Two fingers and already it's better then what you could do yourself. His fingers are bigger and longer than yours, and more coordinated. You're already on the edge. He adds a third finger and you're done for.

Stars burst behind your eyes as you moan. Your legs shake and writhe from the pleasure. Your inner walls flutter and clench around Steve's fingers, making him moan. A pleasure you've never felt washes over you. You start to come back down to earth, feeling your legs still twitch. If it felt that good from his hands alone, you can't imagine how good it will be with his dick. You barely realize you're mumbling his name over and over until he starts saying your name repeatedly back to you.

Steve smiles at you before giving you a kiss on the nose- oh that was cute you think. Steve slowly removes his fingers and you whimper at the loss. "You still want to..? Steve's eyes dart down and back to yours. "Steve Harrington, if you don't fuck me right now....I will never speak to you again."

"Oh, well we can't have that," Steve winks. You can feel the tip of his dick run through your folds. The head catches on your hole and you both gasp. Steve bites his lip before slowly pushing in. "Oh fuck, you feel better then I thought," Steve moans and your breathing quickens.

He isn't even halfway in and it's the fullest you've ever felt. Steve stops to give yourself time to adjust, at least that's what you think. In reality, he has to stop so he doesn't come too soon. You shift and wrap your legs around Steve's back, pulling him closer to get him to move again. When he's fully seated in you, you both release a breath.

"You feel so fucking good, Baby." "Uh-huh. You too." He laughs at you before moving his hips. You both moan. You aren't sure about Steve, but this is the best you've ever felt. Each thrust hits that sweet spot in you. Both of your moans, groans, and gasps fills the air along with the squeaking of the bed frame.

"Steve, I'm-" you gasp and your nails dig into his back. You feel slightly bad for scratching him, but he doesn't seem to care. "Go ahead...I'm right...yup." Steve moves the arm that is propping him up so he can cradle your face with his hand. With his other hand he reaches down and-

Oh fuck

Steve knows exactly where the clit is. He swirls circles around your clit, pleasure building. Your breaths come in more ragged gasps. You are done for as Steve picks up speed and slams into you quicker. Each thrust hitting at just the right angle to push you over the edge.

You aren't sure if you moan or scream, or if any sound even comes out. Pleasure and warmth fill all your senses. "Oh fuckfuckfuck," Steve moans at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. He snaps his hips into yours a few more times before his orgasm hits. You can feel his cum painting the inside of your walls, filling you to the brim.

You both breath heavily. You slowly let go of your grip on Steve's back. Your legs fall back to the bed and you use one hand to push Steve's hair out of his eyes. "Fancy meeting you here," he grins at you and you huff out a laugh, " oh shut up."

Steve slowly slides out of you. His eyes widen as he sees his release slowly drip out of you. "That's so hot," Steve flops onto the bed next to you. You turn your head to look at him as he shuffles closer. He wraps his arms around your body and hums. "Happy birthday Steve." You smile and kiss him briefly. He gives a dopey grin back, "Happy birthday to me!"

[lannisterdaddyissues]

god why am i so fucking stupid. having adhd is truly a curse and i hate bearing it