#but you get to know me so hopefully it’s worth it! :}}}

[beatrixst0nehill]

"So, for everybody wondering where I got to..... surprise! Yes, that video circulating of me waddling out of a buffet in my hometown in a huge dress that still couldn't cover my ass all the way, sweating, panting, puke all over the front of my dress. That was 100% me, congrats to everyone who guessed right! I know you guys really loved my content. I of course loved my community and buying cute outfits to show off for you. My transition was going great and you all were so supportive of me. I was lucky I got to start transitioning so young, so I got the perfect, sexy body of my dreams by 19 and just had to show it off to the world! Then, well....... I got a bit carried away.

I was plugging away, making my content, and people kept telling me how sexy I was, they complimented my ass especially. Lots of guys and a few girls asked me if I'd consider getting bigger on purpose. I didn't really know how to respond. I'd ask them if they really wanted to see me with a fatter ass. They were all crazy about it. That's who in some of my last videos you see me struggle to put stuff on. I looked up weight gain tips and was bombarded in my algorithm with feederism content. Step by step guides on how to go from thin, to massively fat, and a lot of them were guides made by trans girls who looked so enthusiastic to get morbidly obese. I never saw anything like it, these curvy, busty, healthy girls who could barely control their erections as they gleefully detailed how they planned to grow too fat to walk in just a couple years, how they fantasized about becoming a total slob, gushing about how amazing it would feel to get their first heart attack.

My cock was so fucking hard, but I was only three inches. I wanted a bigger cock like the girls in these videos, but I wasn't even thinking about my fashion vlog. I asked a doctor to prescribe me stuff to increase my penis size but not detrans me, like a lot of girls who ask for this stuff. Soon, I had a seven-inch cock but I couldn't tuck it anymore, it became impossible to hide, and I was pushing 200lbs from just a couple months of my new diet. I was too embarrassed to post more content, quietly inundating my feed with weight gain content, almost getting hypnotized by it. I started to mindlessly eat and eat and eat! Sure, I wound up with an almost footlong cock, but now I'm way too fat to enjoy it. I've completely let myself go. I guess I feel like I have to finally be honest about what I've done to myself, so I'll be posting again, and updating my OF.... Hope you don't mind seeing your trans fashionista heart throb sitting naked in her own piss and shit, gorge herself on fast food for hours, cumming like a perverted gooner just from overeating.

I don't really bathe anymore, I hard wipe or clean myself. When I go out I just throw on giant sundresses and don't care if my belly, ass, and cock are hanging out. I'm just too big for clothes..... ironically. When I go out almost no restrooms can fit me, so I literally just go anywhere, pissing myself as I waddle to the nearest buffet or restaurant, or I go at my booth and apologize to the waitress, telling them I'm just too fat to make it to the bathroom anymore. They tell me it's fine, that they'll clean it later, and they serve lots of girls like me that are severely disabled by obesity. Good girls, keep it up, grow as big as you can! I'm not slowing down anytime soon, even though I'm almost 700lbs and I can barely walk. The state is gonna send me caretakers once I'm too fat to walk, hopefully they're cute, maybe they can help jerk off my fat cock, my erections get so painful sometimes it's always a relief when I eat enough to finally orgasm, usually just enough that I wind up puking. But oh well, nothing worth fighting for will be struggle-free! Here's to a very obese new year, and hopefully, fingers crossed, my first heart attack! I'm super jealous of the other girls in my community that have already gotten there's. I just need to get bigger faster! I'm way too skinny, don't you think? ❤️"

[casscainmainly]

Hi! I've loved reading your thoughts on Cass and other overlooked characters on this blog, it's really opened my eyes and made me want to explore canon more (sadly until recently I was solely into fanon)

I've seen you talk about Steph a lot, and you seem like one of the best people to ask about her. See, I've only ever seen shallow portrayals of her in fanon, and when I've tried looking into canon, I get...mixed portrayals at best. Especially when it comes to her dynamic with Bruce or Tim. And I'll admit I got put off by it.

But since you've already made me excited to learn more about Cass, I figured if you like Steph too, she must have more to her than what I've stumbled onto. So if it's not too much trouble, could you recommend some comics/stories to help someone trying to lose the fanon goggles get to know (and hopefully adore) her?

Hi!! I'm so glad you're diving into comics, it's a wild ride but honestly a lot of fun <333. And Steph is definitely a character with incredible amounts of depth to her. For a full reading list, check out @bitimdrake's reading order (it stops at the New 52 which is a company-wide reboot, for post-N52 stories check out this page and then this one).

Steph's portrayals are often marred by misogyny both in and out of text. Her relationship with Bruce can be off-putting, and sometimes her treatment will be absolutely infuriating. However, all of this makes her super interesting to me - she's a character who refuses to give up, whose tenacity is so strong it even defies real life mandates to erase and belittle her! If you stick with her, you will come out with a character who's so much more than anyone ever thought she'd be.

I'm not a Steph expert by any means, so I'd recommend asking Steph-centric blogs like @a-bad-case-of-the-stephs (whose metas are incredible) because you might get better recommendations from them! But for Steph stories I've personally enjoyed, they are:

Batman: Huntress/Spoiler - Blunt Trauma: After an earthquake, Steph teams up with Huntress to take down some bad guys. This one issue undoes a lot of fanon - it dives into Steph's outlook on life, moral beliefs, and her relationship with her father. Highly recommend!

Batgirl (2000) #26, 28: In Cass' Batgirl run, Steph features as a prominent side character and their relationship is one of my absolute favourites. #26 is a Steph-centric issue where she fills in for Cass, and explores her insecurities in a really fascinating way. #28 is also a Steph highlight, showcasing her perseverance and why Cass is so impressed with her.

Solo (2004) #10: Not sure if it's in-continuity, but Damion Scott (Cass' co-creator) has a super fun story in here about Robin!Steph and Cass. Just really adorable and fun, and one of the best encapsulations of the Steph-Cass dynamic.

Batgirl (2009): Jumping over to Steph's Batgirl run, it does hit better if you've read Robin '93 but honestly it's good either way. Steph has so much personality in this run, it's incredibly fun and shows her humour, resilience, and heart, as well as some of her flaws. Really really worth reading!

Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Batgirl: A Bruce-Steph story that may require some context, but it's probably the best Bruce and Steph reconciliation we'll ever get. Very interesting insights into how Bruce and Steph see each other, as well as a really iconic slap.

A general rec for Steph is Robin (1993), which is important for her Spoiler and Robin days (I assume this is the run you've tried though). Detective Comics (2016) is not really the best Steph portrayal, but it's far from the worst and has a really nice one panel about Robin!Steph.

I hope this helps!! Steph is an amazing character who deserves a lot more from both fandom and DC, so any interest in her is greatly appreciated :))).

[melodymunson]

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Chapter 7

Loss of virginity, vaginal sex, sex with a condom, aftercare

Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me.

Reader goes on a date with Billy and loses her virginity.

Another week went by with you working as a lifeguard and some shifts with Steve and Billy. Even though Heather was there, she mainly kept to herself instead of embarrassing you. Barb and Nancy visited you at the pool one day during your shift. When you were on your lifeguard tower one day looking through magazines with Nancy and Barb, you noticed Steve and Billy staring while you sucked on a red, white, and blue popsicle.

It must be the sexy Polaroid pictures you left in their lockers. Steve had been taking you on dates a bit nothing special, but he paid. Billy and Steve were both charming, but you had your eyes set on Billy. Steve and you had been hooking up. The occasional oral, more hand jobs for him, and even 69’ing. You weren’t a couple though, and didn’t label the relationship.

Billy being the cocky guy he was, walked over to you during your break and put his hand on your shoulder.

“I was thinking we should go on a date. Just you and me, doll. A night out doing whatever you want.”

“How about the drive-in movies? I would love to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show on the big screen.”

“Hmm, so this Saturday maybe I can pick you up? I know girls can’t resist my Camaro.”

He was right. His car was a Chevy and sleek. You would be the luckiest girl at that drive-in.

“Well, how about after? Maybe see where the night takes us or we could do something. If there’s drinking, it might not be a good idea for us to drive.”

“I like how you think. Sneak in booze and drink a bit. Let's play it by ear though.”

You reached out touching his biceps and squeezing it admiring the skull tattoo on his shoulder.

“Pick me up at 8 then, Billy.”

The rest of the week, you pick the best outfit and decide on your makeup. There was no way you could go to your place after the date. Heather would be around. The week after, you would have the place to yourself while your family was camping with the neighbors.

If Billy asked you to have sex with him, you would be sure to be safe and ready. Condoms and of course, clean STI/STD tests. Going out one day you bought protection, being sure to have lube and condoms, not wanting to be without. Just in case Billy didn’t bring any along. But what if he didn’t like virgins…

Steve soon found out you were going out with Billy and you just hoped he wasn’t too jealous. Throughout the summer, you have spent some of your best days with your friends and at the pool. It was finally happening though, and you could be with Billy. As far as a relationship was concerned, you would just take your time with that.

The day of the date Heather was lurking in the hallway as you were getting ready and doing your makeup. You dressed up for the occasion and go as Magenta for the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Complete with the dress, apron, tights, and red wig, you did your makeup just like Magenta. Heather came into your room just as you were spraying some perfume and putting on lotion.

“What do you want Heather?”

“I don't like that tone you are taking with me. I just wanted to say you’ve come a long way. Even if we aren't biological sisters, I still care about you, alright? Just be careful.”

She had a point. Heather had her moments of being an overprotective sister, after all. She meant well though, and you couldn't possibly be upset with her. Even though she got on your nerves and even though you fought, sometimes she was still your sister for better or for worse.

“Thanks, Heather. I mean sis.”

“By the way, for what it's worth, you look great and Billy is a really lucky guy.”

Billy showed up about a half hour later in his Camaro and you were getting even more excited. Hopefully, he would like your outfit and makeup. He rang the bell and you answered. Billy was wearing ripped jeans, black boots, and a button-up black long-sleeved shirt. He also smelled of a nice cologne that was most likely sandalwood.

“Missed you, Billy. I can't wait for our date.”

“Well, you won't have to miss me any longer.”

Now in his car, he turned on the radio, and the familiar sound of Judas Priest's painkiller blasted through the speakers. You were handed flowers from him beautiful dozen red roses. Billy eyed you as he drove and he was just glad to be there, putting his hand on your thigh and squeezing it. The car ride there was nice, and you loved his taste in music.

“I forgot to mention just how beautiful you are tonight in that outfit. It's so amazing you did your best to be Magenta.”

“Ready to do the time warp with your Magenta then tonight, Billy?” You asked with a chuckle.

“Damn right, I am, doll.”

Soon you were at the drive-in paying your entry fees and then picked a space in the middle of the drive-in parking lot. Lots of people were there, and it was dark now. The movie's opening trailers were starting. Billy rolled down the windows slightly to bring in some fresh air.

“So you wanna get some snacks, maybe? My treat. Whatever you want.”

He took out his wallet and gave you a twenty.

“Thanks, Billy. I’ll get popcorn, sodas, candy. Anything else?”

“Sounds good doll. Whatever you want, like I said, I’m good for it.”

When you stood in line to get your snacks, you noticed there was Karen there with Ted. You wanted to tell her off. All these years of knowing she wanted to put the moves on Billy. All that was stopping her was probably her husband. With him around, though, it was pointless to make a scene. Once you got your Sour Patch Kids, red vines, and popcorn with extra butter and a little salt, you filled up your sodas at the self-serve station with a Dr. Pepper and a cherry Coke.

“Billy, I’m back,” you told him joyously as you got to his car.

Billy opened your door for you and you got in with the tray. Deciding not to tell him about the encounter with Karen you would just enjoy the night instead. She was not worth the energy.

“Well, doll, this looks great. Movies starting.”

Billy leaned over and kissed you. When the opening song sequence started, you sang along and ate some popcorn drinking your Dr Pepper as Billy drank some cherry coke. He added a bit of vodka to each of your sodas and put a finger to his lips as he laughed softly.

By the time they had made it to the sequence of Meatloaf's last scene, you and Billy had finished devouring the popcorn and were working on the candy as he sang along to Meatloaf's part. Being close to him like this and having a date night was something you imagined happening, even in your wildest dreams. He knew every word of every song, and it was like he was your perfect match.

“Billy, I think tonight has been wonderful,” you told him excitedly as you leaned on close leaning your head against his shoulder, lacing your fingers with his, and holding hands.

“Me too, sweetheart. It's been great. The movie, the snacks, but you the most.”

Both of you were done with your liquor sodas now and feeling the buzz. It was great to be drinking and spending time with Billy enjoying the movie. Of all the guys in town, Billy had his certain charm and charisma. Sure, Eddie and Steve were great, but Billy was, too. As Frank N Furter was singing about returning to his home planet again, you and Billy were moving to the beat and singing a bit wasted but feeling good.

The movie got better with every watch but seeing it at the cinemas instead of on VHS was just a different feeling. Nothing could compare to watching a movie on a big screen. Billy was the life of the party usually, and tonight was no different for him. In a way, he had stolen your heart. Of anyone you could be with tonight, you were so glad it was with Billy.

“Princess, you wanna go somewhere after this?”

“I don't think you should drive Billy. How about a nearby hotel?” You suggested trying to sound alluring as you put your hand on his thigh squeezing it.

Billy's lips crashed against yours and pulled you onto his lap, pinning you down and growling.

“Fuck. Sounds like the best idea ever.”

You took some condoms out of your pocket showing him you had protection.

“I have some too in my wallet, but not here.”

“Billy, I'm a virgin,” you admitted.

“I figured as much. I haven't been with anyone in about a month. I’ll show you clean tests.”

Reaching into his glove compartment he pulled the papers out letting you look at them as he lit up a cigarette and inhaled slowly blowing the smoke outside the window. As you looked through the papers, you nodded. He was honest, which was a good thing, and he was clean.

“I’ve done stuff though, and I got tested recently.”

You took out the papers from your purse showing him. Billy glanced at them and nodded, smiling. The movie would soon be over and no doubt as the credits rolled, a big crowd would be trying to leave the outdoor theater grounds. As the last song started, you made a suggestion.

“Now we should go to that hotel.”

Billy nodded, planning to pick a nice hotel. Somewhere upscale for his date and girl, not some dinky motel room. Typically, Billy wouldn’t be with virgins, but he had strong feelings toward you. As Billy drove, you sang along to the song Painkiller by Judas Priest called Touch of Evil. There wasn't much talking as Billy drove, but the feeling of excitement was palpable in the air.

When he parked he opened your door, going with you to get a room paying for the night, and getting the keys. Soon you were in the hotel room with Billy. Deciding to bring inside the red roses he had gotten for you earlier, you took them to the bed putting some rose petals on it, and then taking some to the bathroom.

“Billy, can we take a bath first?”

“Of course, beautiful.”

As you filled the tub you put some rose petals into the water and some bubble bath before removing your wig. You felt grateful to be there with him and you had even brought some sexy lingerie with you, wanting to wear it for him tonight. The hotel room was nice and even better than you expected it to be. When the tub was full you sunk into the water with Billy getting into the water soon after.

“This feels nice, Billy so warm and relaxing and I’m so glad to be here with you.”

“Me too. I like your company and we are good together, I think. The movie was fun.”

As Billy washed you up you sighed happily, closing your eyes. The soap smelled like French vanilla. He was tender with you and washed you up nicely. He was the best and just a true romantic at heart. Most people in Hawkins had the wrong idea about Billy. Even if you didn’t see him again after tonight, you wouldn’t regret this or anything with him.

“I think everything with you is fun, Billy. Now I want to wash you.”

“That's a great idea, doll.”

Billy had such a beautiful body and physique. His cock was so big, veiny, and girthy. You washed his upper body first taking your time with the wash cloth and making sure he enjoyed every moment of this bath.

“Your hands are so nice. I’m glad you came here with me. It was a pleasant surprise and you wanted to come here. No complaints, though.”

“Thank you, Billy. I just wanted to spend some quality time alone, and at least we can be alone here.”

Billy nodded and gasped as you reached his legs your hand brushing over his cock before you washed it too making him buck his hips and groan softly. After you finished washing him, you leaned against his chest relaxing in the water. When the water was lukewarm, you got out to dry off and give him a good view of your ass.

“Let's just relax and watch a little TV maybe,” Billy suggested as you were all dried off now and brushing your teeth.

“Maybe we could find a movie on TV.”

As you went to the bed, you bounced on it, feeling happy as he turned on the TV. You went to your purse getting out the pink and purple trim lingerie with material made of silk and lace. Billy eyed you as you put it on and he settled on the movie Caligula. There was an orgy unfolding on screen, and to say you were intrigued was an understatement. The movie starred Malcolm Mcdowell and Helen Mirren but some parts were downright pornographic.

“You look so sexy wearing that, gorgeous,” Billy boasted as he removed his towel and got into bed.

The sheets were soft and you were glad everything looked clean. Turning on the bedside lamp to a low setting, you cuddled in next to Billy trying to enjoy the movie. Billy leaned in kissing you as another sex scene unfolded on screen.

"Billy, I want you to fuck me. Get the condoms," you requested, sounding desperate.

"My needy little thing. You want me to fuck you, huh? I love the sound of that."

He took out a condom and unwrapped it with his teeth before tossing the wrapper aside. He stroked himself trying to get hard.

"I'll help with that."

You straddled his leg and sucked the tip of his cock and then kissed along his shaft. He hissed as your mouth was on his cock.

"Sit on my face, doll," he commanded as he grabbed your ass, squeezing it.

You positioned yourself so you were straddling his face. He moved the lingerie slip up your body so he could get good access to your pussy. Wasting no time he went to work fingering and sucking your clit as you bobbed your head on his cock making him gasp and work in sync to get each other off.

"Mm, fuck doll your mouth is perfect. Such a good girl for me," Billy praised you in between licks and thrusts with his fingers inside.

As your warm mouth pleased him, Billy felt like he was in pure heaven and he knew if he kept going like this much longer with you then he wouldn't last as long. He slapped your ass as you took him as deep as you could, mouth-watering. Your pussy clenched his fingers and tongue as he ate you out, causing you to make lewd noises around his cock.

"I want you to fuck me now, doll."

You popped off his cock and maneuvered so you were hovering above his cock, condom in hand now, wrapping it around his thick shaft. Once it was on, you sank onto his cock slowly, inch by agonizing inch until he was filling you up to the hilt.

"Oh fuck, Billy, you are so big."

Your first time fucking a man and you were on top. No less with Billy Hargrove. It was all you wanted and pure bliss.

"Mm baby, you feel so tight. Fuck, I love this pussy already."

Billy's lips clashed against yours as he let you adjust to him fully. Giving him no warning you thrust yourself on his cock and bit his lips as he ferally grunted and you moaned against his lips- tongues tangling and you tugged on his wavy locks of hair as you looked deeply into his gorgeous blue eyes.

“I love your big cock. Billy fuck me harder please!” You pleaded to want him to fuck you as he pleased.

“Anything for you, babe.”

Billy was thrusting his hips establishing a steady pace as he filled you to the brim with his cock his balls slapping erratically as he grabbed your hips tightly. You pleased yourself by using your fingers and rubbing harsh circles on your clit. Fucking him felt sensual and as your tongue wrapped around his cock, gasps escaped his mouth and your lips elicited airy groans of pure bliss causing Billy to bounce you faster on his cock.

“Oh fuck yes, Billy, give me that big cock!” You seductively moaned as he gave into your desires and request picking the pace up his hands now on your ass kneading it as you sucked on his neck causing him to growl in animalistic fury.

Now that your wish to fuck Billy and lose your virginity to him was coming true, you were intending on making this one of the best sexual awakenings. The TV was still on but neither of you was paying any attention as you fucked each other senseless. Embracing passionately and being skin-on-skin. Even with the condom as a barrier, his cock felt incredible inside and you could feel it in your belly.

You had never moaned this loudly before or cried out like Billy was making you and you were feeling like you were on top of the world. The pain had lessened from him being inside and like the perfect gentleman, Billy got you wet with foreplay before fucking you. Telling people in the future you had lost your virginity to Billy and fucked him hard was going to be a story you would tell for a long time.

“Yeah, that's right. Gonna fuck this pussy until you cum. Baby, I’m getting close. Fuck! Please tell me you are too.” He grunted as he slowed his thrusts, trying to draw out his impending orgasm wanting to prolong it until you came first.

Closing your eyes you basked in the sensations of his cock and your fingers as you kept up a steady rubbing on your‌ sensitive clit. Panting and holding onto the bed rail, you made the bed shake with your movements on top pinning him to the bed. He pistoned his hips and gyrated running his fingers over your erect nipples, pinching them and earning pretty cries from your lips.

“Yes, Billy I’m gonna cum!” You keened as you tilted your head back and scratched his chest leaving imprints with your nails.

Billy’s kisses stifled your cries as he spanked your clit and fucked into you harder, causing waves of orgasm to wash over you. He maneuvered so you were underneath him, wrapping your legs around him as his balls became full of cum and his cock leaked pre-cum inside the condom. Any moment now he would cum and you couldn’t wait to have all his cum.

“Where should I cum?”

“Over my chest. Please!” You whined.

Billy thrust three more times before pulling out and removing the condom stroking his cock as he painted your chest, tits, and nipples with his seed. Reaching for Kleenex, he cleaned you up and lay down next to you for cuddles.

“Thank you Billy for my first time.”

“You got it doll.”

You fell asleep enraptured in his arms soon after.

You wanted to go over to Nancy’s and tell her the good news. She would be so happy for you to lose your virginity. When she lost hers, she was over the moon about it. Barb was surely at Nancy’s already since you had a movie night to see the newest John Hughes movie, Pretty In Pink. Arriving at Nancy’s you were greeted by Karen.

“Hi, Karen.”

“Excuse me what did you call me?”

“Karen. That's your name, isn't it? Look, I know you have had a thing for Billy for a while now. I know your game and what you are up to. Stay away from him and stay away from the Hawkins pool. He's mine.”

“I don't know what you are talking about.”

“I’m trying to play nice but you have a family and kids. If you don't want them to know about how you feel about Billy, then back off.”

With a startled look on her face, she stood there baffled before you marched off into Nancy’s room. She could think what she wanted. Let her think you had sex with Billy. Maybe she didn't know and thought you hadn't fucked him. Either way, you were so beyond done with her.

Now in Nancy’s room, you saw Barb and Nance spread out on the bed with snacks, watching previews for the movie. Sitting down in between them you grabbed some popcorn and a Dr. Pepper.

“So how was your time with Chrissy and Robin last weekend?” Barb asked curiously.

“It was nice, but I finally slept with Billy. He asked me out to the movies, then we did it at a hotel.”

“That's a big deal. You feel any different now?” Barb asked curiously as Nancy looked at you with wide eyes.

“It was good. It hurt at first, but I liked it.”

“Okay but what about with Robin and Chrissy did anything happen?” Nancy demanded.

You crossed your arms getting defensive with her now.

“I hooked up with them. We had a threesome.”

Barb looked a bit shocked as Nancy’s expression turned glum.

“Are you kidding me? I thought I told you I had feelings for Robin,” Nancy spat out bitterly.

“That was over a year ago. You are with Jonathan,” you shot back.

Nancy rolled her eyes and glared at you.

“Don't take that tone with me. You know what you should leave. You broke the girl code.”

Getting up you looked to Barb who looked down on the floor after she mouthed ‘sorry.’

“Fine, I’ll leave.”

“I just don't want to see you right now,” Nancy told you with a huff.

You got up to leave, with Barb following behind you. Out of earshot now, you looked at her with anger in your eyes.

“Just give Nance some time to calm down. She’ll get over it.”

“I hope.”

You hugged each other before you left making sure to flip Karen off on your way out.

Chapter 8 Eddie Munson x fem reader Let's put the x in sex.

Nsfw warnings: anal play, rimming, usage of toys, strap-on, pegging, anal sex.

After you go out with Eddie to a barbeque, you end the night with some fun at your place. Eddie suggests you try something new and have a night filled with passion and new firsts.

The next week, you spent home relaxing, working, and staying away from Nancy. You didn’t want to pursue Robin, but Nancy didn’t care. Barb had called to tell you that Nancy and Jonathan had broken up. If she wouldn't apologize, then you wouldn’t either.

Karen had stopped showing up at the local pool, which was fine with you. You would talk to Billy and Steve at the pool sometimes, but you didn’t go on any more dates with them. Eddie was your next pursuit, and you couldn’t wait to be with him on a date soon. He promised to play a new song for you– acoustic– at an upcoming town barbeque.

The day of the bbq, you got ready and hoped there wouldn’t be any weird tension if Barb and Nancy were there. It would be nice to see Eddie, though. Eddie was meeting you there, and you dressed nice but comfortable. You chose a black leather skirt, a Corroded Coffin tank top, and platform boots with a black denim battle jacket.

Once you complete your look with platform red heels and fishnets, you put on makeup: smokey eyeshadow and eyeliner, black lipstick. Eddie wouldn’t know what hit him. Earlier that week, you had bought more toys at the sex store, including a strap-on, since you had so much fun using it with Robin and Chrissy.

What Eddie didn’t know yet was that you were anal training and had already gone up another size with your butt plugs. Not only that, but you had bought glass and rubber dildos of bigger sizes and you used them on your ass. You could even get yourself off and cum just by anal penetration.

When you arrived at the barbeque, you got cold water and met up with Eddie. When you found him by his van, he was smoking a cigarette. Embracing you in a hug you breathed in his scent. Soon you had plates of food, including ribs, steak, potato salad, and pasta salad. For dessert, there would be s’mores.

He looked so sexy wearing his cutoff ripped black jeans, a Metallica tank top, and combat boots. Eddie always knew how to look heavy metal. And his Dio vest was present like usual, one of his favorite battle jackets.

“I’m glad you came, sweetheart. I’m just glad I can see a familiar face. My friends bailed on me.”

“Me too Eddie. I’m not friends with Nancy at the moment. Don’t ask though. It's a long story and she and Jonathan broke up recently.”

“That sucks. Well, I’m sorry to hear that.”

He ate some pasta salad and wiped his mouth with a napkin as you opted to eat some potato salad. The food was good, and the town barbeque was off to a good start and would be a big hit with the townsfolk. There were burning questions on your mind but you would ask Eddie them when the time was right.

“I’m okay, Eddie. I wish I had my best friend again. Barb’s been great though.”

“I understand. Look, you are amazing and Nancy will come to her senses.”

He reached out taking your hand in his and kissing your knuckles. The way he touched you and looked at you with his doe-brown eyes practically made you melt on the spot. Weeks ago you had his dick in your mouth and now you were enjoying a bbq together.

You finished your food with small talk and then got the supplies for making s’mores just as it got dark. The night would hopefully only get better, and Eddie was being so nice. You couldn't help but look at his ringed fingers as he twirled the marshmallow over the open campfire.

“You roast marshmallows pretty well princess.”

“Thanks, Eddie. I try.”

He put his arm around your shoulder as you roasted your marshmallows to golden brown and blew out the flame. You arranged the graham crackers and the chocolate on your plate and made your s’more. Trying it you chewed thoughtfully. Eddie tried it and was licking his lips after a big bite.

“You have some on your face, Eddie!” You playfully joked before licking it off.

Eddie smiled pulling you in for a gooey and chocolate s’more filled kiss. Your tongues tangled and when you broke free of the kiss, breathless. You continued to eat your s’mores hand-feeding each other. The joy didn’t last any longer because you saw Nancy there with Robin flirting shamelessly as they drank from their blue solo cups.

“Nancy’s here. Great.”

Eddie looked up and frowned.

“What do you say we get out of here?”

“I won't possibly object to that, Eddie.”

He took your hand leading you to his van. Once you were inside, he started his engine and the familiar sound of Corroded Coffin's new song Apocalyptic came on.

“Where to, sweetheart?”

“My house. I have the place all to myself tonight.”

Eddie leaned over kissing you again and squeezed your thigh.

“Sounds perfect.”

He began the drive to your place as the moon and stars came out in full view in the near distance. Hopefully, he'd play his acoustic guitar for you tonight. You wanted nothing more than that.

“You gonna play your guitar for me, metalhead?”

“Of course, sweetheart. I can't wait to.”

He put the pedal to the metal to arrive at your place sooner, making you giggle. Soon he arrived parking in your driveway and turning off the engine. Once you got inside, he brought his guitar to your couch as you turned on a lamp and sat next to him.

As Eddie strummed his guitar tuning it up, you leaned in close and kissed him. He soon started playing Apocalyptic, and you were all smiles as he put all his passion and everything he had into one of his favorite Corroded Coffin songs. His voice was incredible, and the instrumental parts were just as good. His fingers and rings as he played the notes looked so strong and you admired his movements on the fretboard.

“Eddie, you are amazing!”

“Thanks, sweetheart.”

He kissed you pulling gently on the guitar pick necklace he had gifted you. His fingers twined with yours, his finger brushing lightly over the mood ring he had given you that you were wearing on your middle finger. You hadn't taken it off since he put it on you that night at Hawkins Pool after the concert.

“Wanna take a shower?” You suggested.

“Hell yeah.”

Getting up you made your way to the shower with Eddie turning on the warm water and undressing before getting in slowly. The water felt amazing, and you were all over Eddie kissing and touching him, grabbing your chest and you grabbed his cock as you teasingly jerked him off with the washcloth. Getting on your knees you finished washing him before he washed you.

“Mm, that feels so good, Eddie. I want to do something different tonight.”

“Different how? I’m up for almost anything.”

“Anal. I want you to be my first for that, if you are clean, I mean.”

He was on his knees cleaning your pussy and ass as he looked up at you with wide doe eyes.

“I am. I would like to be your first for that.”

Standing up, he kissed you and grabbed your ass, kneading your cheeks.

“Yeah? Great. I also wanted to know if you would be interested in pegging.”

“I could try. Believe it or not, I haven’t tried that yet.”

Eddie shrugs nonchalantly as you smile, a wicked grin on your face. He was so sexy. Eddie didn’t even have to try, he just was. Turning off the water you grabbed a towel and dried off, wiggling your ass and bent over for him.

“Shit sweetheart, stop teasing me. Do you mean you have a strap-on?”

“I bought one recently, and it's rubber, also purple.”

“Let's try it. Guess it's only fair if I fuck your ass, then you fuck mine.”

He chuckled softly as he dried off and shook his head like a wet dog as he dried his wavy locks with a small towel. You brushed your hair and batted your lashes at him as you looked into the mirror. Eddie came up from behind you wrapping his arms around you and squeezing you tightly to him with his towel still wrapped around his waist.

“I’ll show you my toys. Come on.”

Taking his hand you led him to your room, lit some vanilla candles, and turned on the lamp close to your bed. You opened your top drawer revealing condoms, lube, and your collection of toys including your anal training kit of butt plugs.

“I’m up to the largest butt plug size now.”

“I’m impressed, princess. The strap-on looks great. I’d say 8 inches.”

“It is. I want to fuck you first if that's okay.”

Eddie looked happily surprised as his cheeks turned red. Removing the towel he wrapped it over your door and walked back over to you.

“Should I get down on all fours?”

“Yes. And I want you to get all lubed up for me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He teased as he gave you a salute.

With Eddie's face down and ass up, you got out the lube and rubbed it over the strap-on cock, getting it ready for him. Putting on gloves you put lube on the fingers and entered his ass. Eddie shivered in anticipation as you filled him up with three fingers and moved them inside.

“Oh, fuck yes, that feels magnificent.”

“Your ass is so tight.”

Noticing his cock hardening you smiled with delight. Soon satisfied, you threw the gloves away into your trash can and lined the fake cock up at his entrance.

“You ready Eddie?”

“Yes. Fuck me, please.”

You wanted nothing more than to fuck his ass and enter him. Eddie wanted it badly, and his ass was gorgeous. Even though you weren’t together, you were having fun with whatever it was you were to each other. Not having a label on it was fine too, as long as you were enjoying yourself and Eddie, for that matter, nothing else was important.

Tapping the fake cock as his ass’s entrance you teased his puckered hole with it. His entrance was slick from the lube you used with your gloved fingers, and his ass was yours for the taking.

“Stop teasing me, sweetheart. Please stop.”

“I’ll give it to you good, Eddie.” You promised him as you slide into him.

“Fuck yes, keep going!”

Bottoming out inside of Eddie you fucked him slowly going at a nice steady pace. Eddie groaned at you and gripped the bed sheets below him tightly. Putting your foot on the bed to get a better angle you pounded into his ass as he stroked his cock.

“Oh shit magnificent!” Eddie boasted, crying out and looking back at you.

“Tell me how sexy I look pounding your ass, Eddie.” You ordered him as he looked into the big vanity mirror you had watching you fuck him and watching you thrust away, your breasts swinging and bouncing as you claimed his ass as yours.

“You look sexy, princess. So hot.”

He stroked his cock to full hardness, and his cock was a work of art. Already you were looking forward to your turn and having Eddie fuck your ass for the first time. It would be sexy as hell and erotic. Everything you wanted and imagined, but even more.

“Oh, fuck Eddie, your ass is so tight!” You praised him loving what a good boy he was for you as you listened to his pretty gasps as he stroked his cock.

“Yes, I love you riding my ass and mounting me!”

You rubbed his prostate massaging it as you thrust harder into him. Eddie’s cock looked so beautiful and you were having the time of your life fucking him. If he asked you to do this again in the future, you wouldn’t object.

“Yes, so good for me. I bet you want to fuck me too though, huh, get inside my ass with your hard cock as your balls get heavy with cum and your cock leaks pre-cum.” You teased him and slapped his nice peach ass and fucking him harder before stopping abruptly inside him.

“Yes, please, I need it. My cock is aching to fuck you. Please!” He begged as you massaged his balls and continued your ministrations on his prostate, giving him pleasure there.

After more lingering moments of fucking his ass, you stopped again and pulled out. Changing positions with Eddie on the bed you reached for your favorite glass dildo with a pink heart on the end of it handing it to him.

“Mm, I can’t wait to use that on you. Can I eat your ass out too, sweetheart?”

“Sur,e Eddie. I’d love to have you do that to me.”

He spread your legs wide, mouth watering as he spread your puckered hole and inserted his tongue. Kneeling on the floor he licked your hole soon going deep and good inside your puckered entrance. It felt incredible and the sensations were some of the best you had ever felt. Tugging his air as he feasted upon your ass you let out the prettiest sounds of pleasure.

“Oh yes, Eddie fuck! Use my toy please!”

Eddie licked your hole for a few long lingering moments, then wiped his mouth and replaced his tongue with the glass dildo.

“You taste amazing. This ass is incredible, princess.”

He gave your ass a good smack as he moved the toy in and out of your tight hole, your ass clenching it like your life depended on it as Eddie watched with rapt fascination. Knowing he was making you feel good brought him so much joy.

“Oh fuck yea! Fuck that ass with the toy! Do it just like that!” You squealed as his rapid thrusts with the toy became faster.

Reaching for some unscented lube, you handed it to Eddie and a bottle of oil.

“This tight hole is so amazing, baby girl. I want to fuck it so bad.”

Stroking himself as he pushed the toy a few more times into your asshole, he took it out and soon oiled up your ass and added some lube to his fingers, inserting them and moved them inside you at a rapid pace.

“Oh, fuck!”

“Yeah, you like that, you dirty girl?!” He chided you before spanking your ass hard.

His cock was rock hard and he was desperate to fuck your tight entrance, not being able to contain himself much longer.

“Yes, I want your cock though. Fuck my little ass!”

“Fuck yes!”

Eddie unwrapped a nearby ribbed for her pleasure condom wrapper taking it out and putting it onto his cock. He teased your entrance tapping his cock against it. Positioning yourself so that you were on all fours now and face down, ass up, Eddie grabbed your hips and positioned himself at your entrance.

“Ready for me, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Eddie. Fuck me!”

“With pleasure.”

Eddie filled you up slowly inch by agonizing inch. He let you get adjusted to his cock and your tight hole clamped down hard around it wanting to take every inch of his beautiful, big cock.

“Oh fuck! Such a dirty girl for me.”

“Fuck me already!”

He smacked your ass and fucked into you slowly, making sure you could get adjusted to it and wanted you to enjoy this experience. Making it memorable and giving you pleasure was his main goal. As he rammed into your ass you fingered your clit, moaning and riding him hard as he picked up his pace a little.

“Oh shit, this ass is too fucking good!” He boasted, slapping your ass and fucking you even harder.

“Yes, fuck me! Fuck me!”

Your sounds of pleasure grew louder as he pounded your ass, his balls slapping against it. His smacks on your ass stung a little and the feeling of his cock inside your ass took some adjusting to, but even with this intense pressure, it was enjoyable still. Fingering your clit felt even better heightening the sensations combined with the feeling of your ass being full.

“So fucking tight, love your ass, my dirty slut. Fuck yes! Clenches around my cock perfectly. It's the best!” He boasted groaning as he pistoned his hips, fucking you hard.

As his balls slapped against your ass and he pounded away, he left marks on your hips as he held tightly onto them almost hard enough to leave a mark. His cock was addicting and you could barely contain yourself as you moaned louder than you ever have in your life from the intense thrusts and the way he fucked your ass senseless.

“Yeah, I’m your little fucking slut! Fuck yes!” You cried out beautifully for him as you brought yourself to the edge with your fingers.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum my slutty princess. Where do you want it?” Eddie moaned rutting into you with reckless abandon his balls heavy with cum.

“On my ass.”

Eddie’s thrusts slowed as his cock twitched and he pulled out of your puckered hole, admiring how pink and pretty your ass truly was. Removing the condom he threw it into the trash and edged himself, stroking his cock and cumming all over your ass, painting it white with his cum. Eddie collapsed next to you holding you close.

“You feel alright, sweetheart?”

“I’m fine Eddie. I loved that. Let's get cleaned up soon. Do you want to stay the night?”

“Of course, beautiful.”

And stay the night he did. It was a nice bath together and you had the best time with him. He cuddled you to sleep being the big spoon. You hoped you could do it again soon.

@eddiemunson-reader-shame @ali-r3n @seatnights @mediocredreams @quinnyficsy

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[fdelopera]

Yeah, if someone's interpretation of their religion is so FRAGILE AS FUCK that they feel they have to MURDER someone who burns their holy text, then their interpretation of their religion AIN'T WORTH SHIT.

I stress interpretation of religion, because I know that the vast majority of people aren't going to go out on a murder rampage when someone protest-burns their holy text.

Jihadis who murder people who burn the Quran or draw the Prophet Muhammad are just proving that they are weak little crybully FUCKS who can't take anyone even mildly criticizing their interpretation of their religion.

And all that these Jihadis make me want to do is start a YouTube channel where I paint pretty pastoral pictures of the Prophet Muhammad, Bob Ross style. Not because I particularly care about painting the Prophet Muhammad, but because these Jihadi freaks are so triggered that they would have to figure out whether they want to kill me more because I'm a Jew or because I painted a pretty picture of their Prophet. Or would these terrorist freaks behead me once, sew my head back on, and then behead me again? See, these are the questions that inquiring minds want to know.

Let me be very clear. If you make artwork of Moshe, I WILL criticize you if you give him horns like Michelangelo and other Christian artists did, because St. Jerome intentionally and antisemitically mistranslated Exodus 34:29, which describes Moshe's "radiant" face as he descended Mount Sinai, but in Hebrew "radiant" (koren) and "horn" (keren) are similar.

But neither I nor any Jew would ever in our wildest dreams think of murdering someone who depicted Moshe. At most, we might just say that your depiction stinks, and that you need to do a better job, like we do Michelangelo.

Same with burning the Torah. Now, Salwan Momika burned the Quran in protest, and I am in no way comparing his protest-burning of the Quran to actual Jihadi terrorism. I am using this rather extreme example to show how depraved the Jihadi response to his protest was when they hunted him down and shot him dead.

Jihadis in Australia recently burned down a synagogue in Melbourne in an arson terrorist attack. Several of the Sefer Torahs were singed by the fire. B''H no one was murdered in the terrorist attack, though the terrorists did try. And what did the Jews do? They salvaged their Torahs and got what they could rescue from the burning synagogue, and now they are getting on with their lives as a community as best as they can. There was a fundraiser started for the community, and hopefully they will be able to rebuild the synagogue within a few years. That's the Jewish response. We regroup as a community and we rebuild. We focus on the future.

But meanwhile, Jihadis who are near Jewish Diaspora communities around the world, including Australia, the UK, Europe, Canada, and America have declared open season on hunting Jews. And since we Jews are civilized, what we do is we hire more security for our synagogues like normal people, and we take self-defense classes to protect ourselves when, not if, we are attacked.

So to these crybully Jihadi fucks, I say this:

Grow the fuck up, you stupid freaks.

People will burn your holy texts. People will draw your Prophet. Fucking deal with it.

When you go out and MURDER PEOPLE for burning the Quran or drawing the Prophet Muhammad, it doesn't make you look strong.

It just shows the world that you are a fragile, pathetic sack of shit.

One last (probably) think about Salwan Momika: I do not think burning a Quran is the same as burning a Tanach. (Articles that discuss this usually mention burning a Torah, which- idk about you guys- brings to my mind someone burning a Sefer Torah which is already illegal because you can’t just burn someone else’s stuff, and there’s no way to just buy a kosher Sefer Torah with the intent to set it on fire. Also why would you purposefully destroy a very expensive piece of history like that. No new regulation necessary there, thanks. )

Now, if you’re burning a Tanach or a Quran, you’re looking to offend someone.

But people hand out free Qurans and free Bibles on street corners. They will put up signs about how they are right and you are wrong, so you must read their very special book and start doing things their way.

That is just as offensive, if not more so, than someone burning a Quran or a Bible on occasion.

If you’re out here giving something contentious away for free, you don’t get to be mad when people don’t treat it with respect.

(Obviously- I’m taking into account the policy of the host country here. I think it would be gross for a Muslim to burn a Bible in Iraq, considering that Assyrians are not allowed to and do not proselytize in Iraq. )

How I feel about people burning religious texts has less to do with the action’s ability to offend people- and much more to do with if the person setting the text on fire intends to scare anyone. There’s a big difference in my book between an edgy occasional asshole and a bully.

[possiblyfunny]

Hey, look guys, more art-

HOPE.

I’ve been wanting to draw him like this ever since I first saw him smile, but my will to draw eluded me until now! This started off as a doodle, so, please excuse the messiness. I drew this to de-stress.

“Fire” Red belongs to @creatively-cosmic. They have a blog called @themissingnumbers, which is really good! Go check it out if you want to see more.

[Sketch + Colored Version below the cut!]

[intotheelliwoods]

I got new glasses finally and my brain is ooaoaoaooaoa ooao um adjusting (im having a time)

[lilowoof]

ngl gamers, I think I'm gonna inevitably lose to the hormones and depression in the near future XD

Can't bring myself to be active cause I'm using a lot of energy to not vent post all the time. But fuck it, into the tags I go!

[serpentine-illusion]

I was asked to elaborate so I shall elaborate. (This like, applies to the at this point multiverse of delusional plot lines me and @plague-brat have going on which involve their OC Johanna [you've heard of her she's our famous redhead] but also my little plotlines around copia, Cirrus, aether etc. AND I will elaborate further regarding those three and this situation whenever I make my part 2 of that one delusional post I have made about them and yes I WILL REPEAT Myself probably)

ANYWAY ( please mind this is DEPRESSING AF)

-how tf did we get here? Oh the clergy is very very sick of their plans getting cut short.

-primo is probably the only one who actually was kind of into the whole cult thing or whatever but as we all know primo is clinically insane and very hard to control in all aspects

-secondo simply does not give a shit. If he doesn't want to do smth he will simply not do it. And he doesn't want to do a lot of things. Secondo lowkey cuts his own term short by just being purposefully horrible at being Papa, he cannot be fucked and it makes Sister and the rest of the clergy so so mad.

-terzo simply flew too close to the sun and got lost in the sauce. He develops such a big head at some point and gets way too caught up in the showmanship and attention he gets as Papa. He has an #attitude that especially Sister is not very fond of and is an absolute nightmare to deal with when he gets in a mood

-Copia is difficult!!! He's sort of easy to manipulate and lacks the arrogance and self importance of the others but is also bratty and takes direction horribly (50% unintentionally, 50% weaponized incompetence)

-Copia is also the world's most unfortunate nepo baby. He's the clergys only option and his relation to Sister and nihil put the expectations impossibly high. He's so obviously not cut out to have this much responsibility and absolute crumbles under the pressure almost immediately but he is too scared of disappointing that he would never admit it.

-and everyone is so mad and angry at him, although they knew this would absolutely happen. Sister especially is absolutely sick of it, she hyped copia up in her brain to an insane degree and she's not really up for another disappointment, ESPECIALLY not if it's her own son

-over the course of the Cardinal era everything grows out of control. Copia is under a lot of pressure, he's very emotional. He is a such an emotional and deeply insecure person and it's just totally bursting out of him at this point. He's a mess, he talks back, he cries, he regrets and he expresses how much he despises himself and this entire circus.

-Sister herself reaches a breaking point to where the vision doesn't line up with reality and she absolutely cannot take it. ( I feel like Sister has her own issues when it comes to self worth, I feel like she def feels like she has to overcorrect and prove herself to especially show to Nihil just how bad he fumbled, so HER son out of all of them being the one that completely crashes out under the pressure makes her crash out a little as well.)

-so the only logical solution to shut him up quickly is, you guessed it 🪄lobotomy🪄

-pair this with the facial surgery this is some sort of twisted overhaul, hopefully a factory reset, whoever copia was before this would hopefully be lost and be replaced with Papa IV

-(note: this initially did start because we got rly obsessed with how different his body language and demeanor is between Cardinal and Papa IV)

-and honestly in Sisters eyes it works? Copia is still going through it, probably even worse than before, but at least he's quiet about it, cause his brain is honestly so fucking foggy and all over the place he couldn't even try to find the words to express how he is feeling

-hes like, way less engaged, spaces out all the time, paperwork takes 3 times as long as it used to, Cirrus and Aether do a lot of it behind closed doors, because it takes copia ages, rereading the same passages over and over and over and just not being able to lock in on it at all

-his fuse is crazy short after this, his mood is unpredictable, moodswings left and right

-hes still so incredibly soft at his core but he feels his old self slipping away further and further every day. Just remembering things HE enjoys, his favourite colour, movies he likes, memories he made, it's all slowly fading into a pile of nothingness. So deeply buried and he never has the energy to go digging for anything.

Copia after he becomes papa

(Yes copia gets lobotomized before he becomes Papa, @plague-brat and me love angst )

[mokeonn]

I think the frustrating thing about Spotify recommendations is sometimes it really does introduce me to lots of cool Indie Bands that I really vibe with and allow me to try some new stuff and sometimes it keeps telling me that I need to Listen to Mother Mother (I have not listened to Mother Mother ever and at this point I never will because it is a pride thing.)

Or a random unfunny tiktok joke song from 3 years ago/ a viral YouTube song from over a decade ago.

[medicinemane]

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[toodrasticallydumb]

20 questions for fic writers

Oh! Hello! I was tagged by @pinkytoothlesso11 ! Thanks for thinking of me pinky! I’m kinda new to the whole fanfic scene so i really appreciate it! This was already a long list of questions to begin with but i fear i may have made it worse…

OH WELL HAVE FUN SPORT :}>

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Unfortunately just 2, though I do plan to add a few more in the future as ideas flow. Might take me a minute ‘cause my schedule is just a little bit kinda sorta really swamped down with my main child which requires let me you, A LOT OF CARE DONT SIGN UP TO ADOPT KIDS PEOPLE IT’S NOT—

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Phew. ummmm it changes very rapidly (because i’m a girl w suspected adhd and can NEVER be told to shut up) with every chapter but as of this moment is 228,665! wow! i don’t really know how great of a number that is but i’m sure it’s a lot! I told you I can never shut up! (-whispers- Hey kid, u want some dRuGs? i mean- an update? That itty bitty word count is about to take another not regularly scheduled mini-skyrocket so get ready for it ehehe ;})

3. What fandoms do you write for?

For now, just Trollhunters/Tales of Arcadia, mainly Trollhunters despite the fact that the first of the Tales of Arcadia shows that i watched and really enjoyed was actually 3-Below, but oh well my man is in Trollhunters sooooo oopsie but i DO have some random snippets of fics for Miraculous (rewrite), the Star Wars sequels (rewrite), Batman, some for the Dream SMP, and weirdly enough also Raya and the Last Dragon (rewrite). All of which i prolly wont ever post because i wrote them a while ago and yeaaaahhh not my best writing but if i get enough people other than my best friend wanting me to post them, i might…

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

uhhhh i dont actually HAVE five fics to my name, so i’ll just…put em in order (w their long-ahh title names):

Trollhunter!Strickler: Destiny's Ill-fitted Chosen

'A MiStAkE' because I haven't updated in ages--A Stricklake month 2023 prompt collection

but i am so happy for the people who have left so many kudos on my work it really warms mah little heart ❤️

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes. At first, I sorta struggled with it (who the heck am i kidding i STILL do) but since my fic USED to be two times a week updates i would feel like i couldn’t respond to a comment left after i posted a new chapter so i might’ve left some comments in the earlier days unanswered, super sorry. Nowadays i make it a point to reply back to everyone in the order that they commented in because (anxiety makes me think if i don’t respond they won’t comment anymore and know that i love reading their comments and that they’re so amazing for actually taking the time to write something back AND I DO LOVE IT I PROMISE IT JUST TAKES ME A WHILE TO RESPOND—) …because it’s pretty chill to geek out w em and see they liked stuff that i loved to write! I do have a backlog of comments to get to i just end up overthinking everything to match the person’s energy to be sure they know i love em.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Unfortunately, i haven’t actually finished a fully-fledged fic to say it has the angstiest ending bUt definitely a contender would be chapter 1 of my 2023 Stricklake prompt collection because i just leave it on the sad note and don’t do anything about it because angst and because spoilers for my actual story fic that will eventually make it to that point.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Happiest ending, huh? I like to say that most of the things i will/have chosen to write end happy/hopeful because i hate when books/tv shows end bittersweetly it’s like i have enough with life itself being bittersweet most of the time let me be happy LET THEM BE HAPPY. But that doesn’t exclude me from providing the proper banquet of angst that ends in caretaking, my absolute favorite trope.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Oh heck no. I would be devastated honestly, but thankfully everyone who comments is always the sweetest and kindest people ever and really encourage me to keep going, for that i am only thankful.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No. Just no. I love romance but i am a minor, so i’ve never consumed smut nor intend to ever write it. Give me a soft romance and loving gestures, I can allude to greater happenings but not details.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don’t, sorry. I don’t know something in me just doesn’t sit well with crossovers, for the life of me I don’t know why. Like genuinely i wish i could get into them but maybe it’s like food on a plate? i don’t like the foods touching each other so maybe the same rules apply??? yeah i’m drasticallydumb

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that i know of, no.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t believe so, and if someone did they’re in for a heck of a lot of work there…

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope! I’d like to sometime but i have no idea how one even goes about making a co-written fic, on top of which i am a very sporadic person in terms of motivation and random ideas produced by a song i’m listening to while writing.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Stricklake obviously is a really big contender if not the winner, the ship that brought me to AO3, writing fanfics, and tumblr. But, if i had to pick other options i’d say Eugene and Repunzel from Tangled would be one of my ogs, another might be uhhh Chris and Aviva from Wild Kratts the og of the ogs.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Chapter 3 of my stricklake 2023 prompt collection, it just has a lot of moving parts and me and my best friend are chronic procrastinators and with the month pretty far gone it might just end up sittin’ there for the foreseeable future 😞 but who knows

16. What are your writing strengths?

Phew, that’s a dozy mainly because i’m not super sure. I’d like to think one of my main strengths is descriptions and really putting you in the mind of the character, i don’t really like spelling things out and i like a little investigating to get you where u end up, u know? I like to think my writing FEELS a little more like a show on a page rather than a true book, most to blame would be my maladaptive daydreaming taking up a lot of time in my planning for my writing.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ah. How the turn tables. I would say that my weaknesses in writing mostly consist of me going a little *too* far into detail on meaningless things or making it too convoluted for people to understand, sometimes spelling it out is better in certain scenarios and i just really need to get myself past that. Another one i would say is that i go REALLY into detail not only in a sentence/chapter sense but also a complete STORYLINE sense, i hate time skips and i shoot myself in the foot wanting to completely document every moment of everyday w a character and hence it seems like a lot of time in universe hasn’t gone by. Trying to improve and grow tho 💪

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Can’t wait to do more of it! Especially with Claire and her family (including NotEnrique) speaking spanglish w each other automatically mainly because i am hispanic and completely fluent in Spanish and live in a similar household so i just love to add a little ✨personalization✨ to my dialogue and interactions in that way. Other languages………….yeaaaahhh i’m not super good will prolly use google translate and hope.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Trollhunters, my gateway into AO3. HOWEVER. if you promise not to tell, the very first fandom i read/wanted to write a fanfic for was actually, as far as i can tell, Wordgirl. don’t ask why. don’t ask me how. it just kinda happened. But, officially, it’s Trollhunters. (maybe with a side of Warrior Cats).

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Not hard at all! My pride and joy, my youngest baby in the grand scheme of my writing journey, Trollhunter!Strickler: Destiny's Ill-fitted Chosen! A surprise to absolutely NO ONE. It’s honestly so amazing to both write and see people read and enjoy as much as I do, he’s my little man ❤️ And doing so much rewriting and character growth and having so much written and planned for the future, it’s just my absolute fav

[beef-brisket]

And of course, whenever shopping with Adam, they always have to stop off at any home store. He's always on the lookout for plates, blankets, cups, and home appliances. Anything he can buy to make his house more homely.

It didn't matter what Lucifer said or that their house was fully furnished, Adam would always go and see if there's anything he wanted.

Adam: Lu! Look!

Grabbing a white plate with a blue rim, Lucifer squinted. What was so great about that?

Adam: It has a little lobster in the middle! We're getting the set!

Lucifer sighed: Adam- love. We have plates at home-.

Adam glared: They're yours and LILITH'S plates. I'm done eating my fuckimg food off her poor taste in plates.

Lucifer: ...I picked them.

Adam: And? My point still stands. Their fucjing red and purple. Piss off, Luci, we're getting these.

Unfortunately, Adam, always being uncomfortable and frustrated with the pregnancy, makes him extremely short tempered. Even more than usual.

Lucifer: I... yes, dove-.

Adam gasped before running off towards the end of the aisle, but only after putting a box of the lobster dinner plate set in the trolley Lucifer was pushing. Poor guy could only just see over the handle bars.

He really should shape shift himself taller.

Adam: Look at these pink glasses! Oh my god- their beautiful!

Finally catching up, Lucifer almost choked on air when he saw the price.

Lucifer: $218?! Are they insane?! AND you only get two!

Adam: I know, two isn't nearly enough. We're going to need enough for when I through those dinner parties.

Lucifer: Dinner parties-? What dinner parties?

Adam: Once this parasite is out of me, I'm going to invite all of my friends to a party! Multiple times! So, we're going to need a lot of these glasses... maybe... 80 boxes- I'm going to need to ask a store person to grab some more-.

Lucifer: 80?! Adam- you don't even have eight friends- actually, fuck it, you don't even have four! Actually, double fuck it, you don't even have two friends! You don't need 80 boxes of over $200 glasses!

Adam just stared at him before putting the glasses down and walking off. Sighing, Lucifer did his best to follow. Hopefully it was time to pay for this shit- why was Adam walking out of the store?

Lucifer: Adam? Adam!

Parking his trolley out of the way, Lucifer ran after Adam, eventually finding him waiting at the car.

Lucifer: Adam? What's wrong-?

Adam: Let's just go...

Lucifer: What-? Why?

Adam: ...I don't feel well.

Lucifer: Oh. Alright, I'll just go buy those plates-.

Adam: Fuck it. Who cares. Can we just go...?

Lucifer stared at Adam: I... yeah, sure. Whatever you want, dove.

Adam mumbled something under his breath, but Lucifer didn't hear it. He swore he was just as exhausted as Adam. His mood swings were so difficult to handle sometimes.

Getting un the drivers side, he looked over to Adam. He's pushed himself against the door, his arms wrapped around himself. Lucifer couldn't see his face as he was looking out of the window.

They drove in silence until Lucifer had enough.

Lucifer: Dove? Adam? What happened? Why didn't you want your-.

Adam shrugged, still not facing Lucifer: Got no friends.

Lucifer signed: I'm sorry, Adam-.

Adam growled: No, you're not. Don't give me your bullshit apologies. It was so hard to get any type of fucking ounce of sympathy from you, don't fuckimg lie about it.

Lucifer: I'm not, I didn't mean-.

Adam: I know what you meant. And I don't care. You're right, I have fucking no one but you and this thing inside me. Well done, I'm fucking pathetic. Bet you're happy about that.

There was so much to unpack. This was definitely a conversation worth having with a therapist, but of course, it never plays out like that.

Only three more months to go.

Lucifer: I'm not happy about that, Adam- you're a great person, you should get out there and-.

Adam: And what? I'm going to have a fucking baby, the only "friends" I'll have are those fucking mom's thag only talk about their kids. Then they'd want to set up some bullshit play dates, and we spend three hours talking about some bullshit reality tv show. I couldn't give two asses about.

Lucifer sighed: Adam, I-.

Adam: Pft. Yeah. You. You can just go on as normal, I'm the one that'll still be teathered to this thing! You'll probably go to that bullshit hotel your fucktard daughter runs to get away from me-.

Lucifer growled: Adam. I know you're going through a hard time right now, but I won't allow you to call my daughter names-.

Adam: Fucking get over it! She's nearly 250 years old! Are you still going to be babying this thing until she's 1000 or some shit?!

Pulling into the driveway, Lucifer locked the doors before Adam could get out.

Adam: Don't fuck with me Lucifer, open this fucking door.

Lucifer: Not u ril you apologise.

Adam: For what?! Let me out, you asshole!

Lucifer: To me! What you said about Charlie-!

Adam: To you?! You never apologised to me! Never!

Lucifer: What do I need to apologize for?!

Adam just stared at him: You're fucking thick. Let me out Lucifer, before I get fucking pissed off.

Lucifer: No! What's going on?!

Adam: I'm fucking over this!

Lucifer: Over what?!

Adam grips his hair: This pregnancy! I'm over it! It's wrong! It's not right- I shouldn't be ae to do this-! I'm a man-! I-I shouldn't- I can't- I'm not a mother-! I'm not a father- I'm nothing! It's driving me crazy! She moves, and it hurts! My whole body hurts- and I know I can't be what she needs.

Adam covers his mouth and looks away. He hates that he's starting to cry but he can't help it.

Lucifer: What do you mean?

Adam: I... I can't be her mother- I've never been... I'm not meant to be... I'm meant to be the first man... but I'm not... they... I've never been able to be the mother- parent my kids needed... it made them hate me. E-Even Evan hated- me. I'm so sorry, Lu. I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have forced you to have this with me- I'm not good enough to be your partner or the m-mother of your kids- I'm so sorry-.

Lucifer didn't know what to say. He was experiencing emotional whiplash. Going from angry to heart, broken in a few seconds, was hurting his brain.

I really need some FtM Adam feeling comfortable wearing a dress.

I'm having some gender issues, so I'm craving some trans!Adam.

Rp of sinner!trans!Adam??

Oh are you okay? We can do that! ☺️

-

Adam brushed off any little crumbs that were on his dress, it wasn't very often that he wore feminine clothes anymore since transitioning but something about a nice dress every once in a while made him feel so fucking hot.

Not to mention that it was just his color, Adam swore he was meant to be rich why else would be look so fucking amazing in gold?

He should probably finish getting ready, his husband was waiting on him downstairs.

Adam slipped on some gold heels and earrings before going down to meet Lucifer.

Lucifer: There you are I've been-...... Wow

Adam: Looks nice right?

Lucifer: You look gorgeous my dove.~

Adam blushed as he took his hand and kissed it.

Adam: Worth the Wait?

Lucifer: More than worth it. You'll put everyone to shame at that party. Kinda wish we didn't have to go now, so I could poke around up your skirt.~

Adam giggled: Luci!!

Ugh, his voice cracked that hadn't happened in a while. But that's how flattered he is! Cheeky man working him up.

Lucifer: What?~ There's always time in the limo.~

He took Adams hand and they got in the limo. Lucifer put up the tinted window divider so the driver couldn't see them. Adam laid back in the long seat, he bit his lip as his husband went up his dress and pulled his panties down before disappearing underneath to eat him out.

((Adams outfit))

[sschmendrick]

I kinda miss hanging out with old people. All my friends used to be old people.

But the older I grow, and the more I'm expected to behave well like a normal adult, the harder I find it to keep those links. I'm lost between trying to stick to a script I don't know the words of to have a proper normal and interesting relationship for them, and allowing myself to screw up a little, be boring, be interested in stuff they aren't, having opinions they don't agree with (for silly stuff like music, though yk me), not be cool. Cause the latter stresses me out. Cause I see no reason for people to want to be friends with me if not that.

[floral-hex]

It’s hard to make music when you have no instruments or software or skills or talent and also you don’t actually know how to play anything or make music and you’re dumb as hell

[risingsunresistance]

died to a t5 rev after i got block glitched on some stairs and some absolute saint in my lobby, instead of telling me im bad or something, showed me a spot where a t5 just wont spawn tnt if you stand there for some reason

anyways i've been doing slayers while jerry's been here (except for the mining fiesta) and im getting to that warden heart there SHOCKINGLY fast

[asterdeer]

"free verse and not having to rhyme or keep a meter in poetry makes writing poetry more accessible for anyone to write it" we are surrounded by rhymes and meters the stupidest pop song on the top 40 is riddled with rhymes and meters anyone can do that shit anyone can fucking rhyme

you can rhyme

i can rhyme

rhyming is

a real good time

there rhyming poem done and dusted a single word over one syllable and it took me 7 seconds. it's a stupid poem but guess what it's still a poem. anyone can write fucking rhymed and metered poetry and it's insulting 2 me that people are still up free verse's ass when rhyming is so much fun and artificial restrictions that you choose for yourself can sometimes make creativity bloom so much more effectively than if you're only ever doing notes app poetry and calling it good. try doing a rhyme sometime or searching out different poetry forms. for gods sakes. can we be done with instapoetry yet are we over it can we move on can we have a new thing