#ghost divider by silkholland

[osleeplessflowero]

Fics Masterpost! {Updated Gradually as I reupload the Chapters}

I've been posting these fics on Ao3 (and will be providing links to them here), but now I think it's time to post them on Tumblr too. I'd absolutely love to talk to people here about them!!

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Consequences

Consequences is a fic based around the stereotypical Undertale Anti-Harem fic formula. You move in with an old friend, the old friend sucks and is probably evil and/or abusive, they manipulate their partners and turn them against you until you can prove them wrong and show them who you really are. (With a few exceptions, some like you from the start!) 

This fic in particular puts a bit of a different spin on the trope, instead focusing on a timeline..Where Reader dies?! And one of the skeletons dies too! Magic is at play here..and now that Michelle(this fic's Rival) has committed one of the ultimate sins..it's only natural to get revenge.

AO3 Link

Chapters

🔪Prologue: Murders Most Foul(This was originally a standalone oneshot, but since it was so well liked I made it into a full fic!)

[later chapters to be uploaded, already up on Ao3]

L.O.VE And Justice

I'm a huge fan of Magical Girl tropes since I grew up with Sailor Moon. Heroines transforming into pretty costumes and fighting against all sorts of evils in the pursuit of Justice! Such an amazing concept. Especially when the genre is turned on its head (like in Madoka Magica, another great series).

And so I came up with an idea of a Gender Neutral Magical Guardian reader with a very fitting Justice Soul, only instead of being a highschooler or younger..they're a fully grown adult that hasn't had their chance to fully shine yet. At least..not until some all-too-familiar skeletons come crashing down into their timeline..and with them comes plenty of trouble for them to deal with.

AO3 Link

Chapters:

💛One: Nice To Meet You 💛Two: Well..This Is A Problem 💛Three: Skeleton In Your..House.

[itsasilentreader]

Itsasilentreader favourites

Hi all! I can imagine what you are thinking; who is she? I understand, I don't have a lot of followers on here or even mutuals. But since I have read a lot (and I mean a LOT) of Eddie Munson fics, I want to share my favourites of this moment.

Even if I can influence one person with this post, I would be happy. Where to begin, where to begin? I have so many that I absolutely love but I will share some in this post, in no particular order.

DISCLAIMER! This contains 18+, NSFW themes > minors DNI! Also, this is going to be a long read. Enjoy!

Note: I love every single blog on here, especially the ones that I follow. There are a lot of people who are so talented and have a writing gift (please share your talents with me) and I don't want to exclude anyone. If people like this, I will continue creating posts of my favourite fics and recommendations (of that time).

Dividers by @firefly-graphics & @silkholland

1. Title: Twenty-Four Hours

Writer: @ghost-proofbaby

Summary: In which Eddie Munson and you absolutely hate each other's guts. What happens when your friends make a bet that you can't spend more than twenty-four hours consecutively together?

CW: NSFW eventual smut > minors DNI! Strong languages.

Pairing: Modern!college!Eddie Munson x fem!college!reader

Tropes: Enemies to lovers, forced proximity, slow burn

My notes: This series has two of my favourite tropes: enemies to lovers and forced proximity. It is so well written and so much fun to read. Also, starting off with a bet?! One of my favourite things and takes me back to those 90s/00s rom-com vibes.

There is a story behind what happened with Eddie and the reader before, and it is so well-written that it keeps you on your toes while catching a glimpse from time to time of what happened that night they met. I can't wait to discover what happened and why they are the way they are right now.

I just can't get enough of this series and it is so good. It has enough banter, angst and humour. There is one scene in this series where the reader goes through Eddie's.. stuff, that got me giggling and almost cackling while trying to imagine Eddie's reaction. If you wanna find out which scene I'm talking about, you should read this series!

If you like these tropes, this one is for you!

2. Title: To know you're mine

Writer: @blue-mossbird

Summary: Where you and Steve swing with Eddie and Chrissy, and it gets complicated.

CW: for obvious reasons, NSFW > has a lot of smut. Minors DNI! body insecurity, swingers, group sex, dirty talk, emotional hurt/comfort, cheating, angst with a happy ending.

Pairing: Modern!au, Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham x Steve Harrington x you, fem!reader, chubby!reader

My notes: Okay to be completely honest, I had my doubts when I came across this fic and before I started reading it. I am not that keen on the tags swinging and cheating in fics (with main characters). Most of the time, it is just not my cup of tea. But man oh man, when I read this, my doubts were gone, GONE I tell ya.

This is one of the best and most well-written pieces of art I have ever read. It is, obviously, a dirty and fun story. But the aspect of confronting changing feelings for another is written in such a mature way, it really sucked (pun not intended) me into this story.

Also, as someone who is not as skinny but not as chubby, it did make me feel better about myself while reading a reader that has the same insecurities as I have, and actually seeing it written in a story like this makes me feel validated.

If you like romance, angst and a LOT of smut? This one is for you!

3. Title: The "Yes" Policy

Writer: @pinkrelish

Summary: After a lifetime of questionable decisions, you moved from the big city to the sleepy town of Hawkins with your best friend, and took the first job you saw: answering phones for the most boring auto shop in the dullest place on Earth. It wasn't exactly the adventure you wanted it to be... but attempting to win over the jaded mechanic who insisted on ignoring your existence proved entertaining.

CW: It is NSFW since there will be eventual smut. You know the drill > minors DNI! angst, drug/alcohol mention/use, depictions of poverty

Pairing: singledad!mechanic!Eddie x fem!reader.

Tropes: A delicious written slow burn

My notes: Honestly, I cannot get enough of this one. This is my all-time favourite at this moment. The way this is written will make you giggle and blush like a high schooler. I don't think I can put into words how much I love this series.

Every chapter is a long read and every word got me hooked. Anticipating what is coming next. Every word, every action and every thought is so well written that I sometimes forget it is fiction and they don’t exist.

Also, Eddie Munson as a girl dad? Sign me up! The relationship between them, and his daughter with the reader is so adorable it makes my heart hurt. (I just wanted a happy ending for him).

It is also set a little bit later than season 4, it does look back on certain aspects of that season, but you just have to read this to find out!

If you love slow burns and strangers to lovers, this is it for you!

4. Title: Honey, I'm home

Writer: @trashmouth-richie

Summary: You were desperate for a roommate after Nancy got married and moved out. An ad in the paper goes unanswered until someone comes knocking on the door.

CW: NSFW, eventual smut > minors DNI! crude behaviour, Eddie is a fucking menace

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Tropes: enemies to lovers

My notes: Okay so enemies to lovers is my favourite trope, and yes I have issues but that's what therapy is for.

I don't know why everyone is writing enemies to lovers!roommate Eddie at this moment but please never stop. I love you. This series has three parts (as of creating this post) and the relationship between these two is so funny but also like, more realistic of some sort? Eddie is a fucking menace indeed but the reader is so stubborn as hell and does not let Eddie walk over her.

The way Eddie is written here made me cackle so hard because this is what I can imagine being roomies with him is like, to be really fucking honest. Anyways, I can't wait to see how this series goes and how the relationship between Eddie and the reader will shift to something more.

If you like enemies to lovers and menace Eddie, this one is for you!

5. Title: Bad Idea

Writer: @lunarzstarz

Summary: Not wanting to leave for college with your virginity still intact. you turn to the last resort that you know can only end terribly...

CW: NSFW > minors DNI! drugs, first times, oral (F receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, nicknames (princess/sweetheart), Eddie being a goof but also an asshole

Pairing: fuckboy!Eddie Munson x Virgin!fem!reader

My notes: okay listen up, this was so good. Normally, I stay clear of fuckboy!Eddie because I can't handle angst and there is, of course, always angst involved with him.

But this one? My god, I want him. Currently, as I am writing this, Shameless by Camilla Cabello came on and it is so fitting even though I do not know what is coming next. This was a delicious read and I can't wait to find out how Eddie will get his head out of his ass. I'm hoping the reader will have this impact on him that he can't explain and drive him crazy. That's all.

No but in all seriousness, this is also a piece that is so well-written and I can't wait for part two and three!

If you are into fuckboy!Eddie, this one is for you!

6. Title: The customer's always right

Writer: @lovebugism

Summary: Eddie Munson is a virgin and doesn't want anyone to know (because being an adult who's never fucked anyone is a total reputation ruiner). But you, his favorite customer, are more than willing to change that.

CW: Also for obvious reasons, NSFW > minors DNI! Virginity loss, new relationship shenanigans, mentions of previous toxic relationships, angst with a happy ending, canon divergent

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Tropes: friends to lovers

My notes: Okay you can never go wrong with friends to lovers, right? This is a fun and spicy read, with finally a not-so-confident and experienced Eddie regarding sex.

Meanwhile, I am a total sucker (pun definitely intended) for a confident, know it all, sex-god type of Eddie (because who isn't?!), this is a refreshing read. It shows a different side of Eddie. There are probably more virgin!reader x eddie, than the other way around, but I love to read these types of fics.

It is cute and spicy and has the right amount of angst. Like I have mentioned before, I'm usually avoiding angst fics because my heart will ache so bad and I physically can't take it, this contains just the right amount.

If you are also into virgin!eddie, friends to lovers, this one is for you!

7. Title: I want you to want me

Writer: @upsidedownwithsteve

Summary: Basically you go to a summer camp as a camp counselor and meet Eddie. You have one personal rule: no boys.

CW: So fluffy, it is sickening. A few almost kisses. Billy does make an appearance so I think that should be considered a CW?

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Trope: strangers to friends to lovers I think

My notes: When I came across this fic, I was already hooked by the fact is like a camp counselor!Eddie AND the first part was already 33K words. (if you haven't noticed, I loved long chapters). It fits the whole vibe with Eddie.

This is just pure fluff, teeth-rotting fluff and I absolutely love it. This is one of the best camp counselor fics I have ever read and it is overall just amazing. There is a part two and baby blurbs available to read too! I read these two back to back and even though it was a long read, it is worth it.

If you like camp counselor Eddie like me, this one is for you!

8. Title: Is it my body, part of the Super Freak series

Writer: @punk-in-docs

Summary: The one where Eddie gives you a ride home after your friend ditched you at a terrible party.

CW: This particular part doesn't have any CWs in particular, just fluff and pining. Some parts are NSFW (minors DNI!) because it contains smut.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

My notes: I am currently rereading this series because this is just amazing. This particular part has my heart. The flirting, the pining, the fluff, it all makes my heart melt.

Overall this series is so much fun to read. It finally has a reader who is not particularly popular but also not a total outcast. It just kind of hangs in between, just like I was in high school. Maybe that is why I love this series. And his nickname for reader is fucking adorable. Please.

Also, the friend of the reader in this series reminds me of my ex-friend who has a similar personality. I don't know why I gave you this information.

With that being said, I'm going to reread this series again and blush at this part.

If you like fluff, goofy Eddie with some smut, this one is for you!

If you made it to the end, congrats! Thank you so much for taking the time to read through a few of my favourite fics at this moment. They are all talented writers and I absolutely love all of their work. If you decide to check these fics out, please also check out the rest of their work! This took way too long to write but I hope you enjoyed it!

Thank you all, have a great day/night <3

[bloodhoundluke]

luke hemmings headcanons —❦ halloween

description: this is just a small collection of halloween things you’d do as a couple 🎃🧡

warnings: a few curse words, an illegal amount of fluff, a sexual hint. loosely written so might contain typos.

a/n: so this is my first headcanons post ever! hope you like it, and happy halloween to everyone who celebrates ❥ also, the cute little ghost dividers are by @silkholland & can be found here :)

decorating the house

i don't think you'd go overboard with the decorations, tbh. you'd decorate the house in some spider web and pumpkin decorations, some halloween lanterns on the patio. some orange and yellow candles across the house. you'd put up some pumpkin and ghost string lights in the entryway of your house, and a decorative skeleton leaning against the entryway wall. and you both would startle everytime you came home (losers ���).

and you'd go to the florist to get some halloween-y colored flowers to put in your kitchen and the living room. you'd take forever choosing which bouquets are the best. "do you think this is better? what about this one? oh no, this is cute as well! luke??? are you listening?". his only concern would be that you'd be happy with the choice, even if he had a favorite of his own. but then you'd persist and you'd propose he'd pick one and you'd pick the other. you'd pick one for the kitchen with orange and red roses, orange asiatic lilies and dried leaves. luke'd go for different shade of orange with lilies, roses and carnations for the fireplace in your living room.

baking halloween treats

you’d bake something relatively easy or medium hard, not anything too complicated. you’d go for halloween cake pops, pumpkin cupcakes, caramel apples or spider web brownies for example. i don’t think gordon ramsay would be too impressed of your skills in the kitchen tbh (at least not luke’s, lmao). "luke you are not supposed to put that in yet! the dry ingredients are supposed to go in first". "are you serious?? oh my god have i ruined the whole thing? i definitely have, have i?". "we can fix it, lu. or at least i hope so". "i should not be allowed in the kitchen, jeez", he'd sigh dramatically and you'd giggle at his adorable reaction. "not if you can't read the instructions, baby", you'd kiss his cheek and later you'd offer some dough to him from your fingertips. "mmh, damn this is good though".

& you’d go to the nearest grocery store or bakery if you craved something you didn’t know how to make or were too scared to even attempt.

halloween movie night

yeah you've watched a few halloween movies on singular nights after work etc. together, but you both wanted to have a marathon night. you could go for harry potter, coraline, hocus pocus, nightmare before christmas, etc., the classics. and if you were feeling wild, you'd go for a scary movie first. "lu i'm scared", you'd hide behind a blanket. "c'mere", he'd offer you his embrace and kiss your forehead. he'd wrap his arms tightly around you, and your head would rest against his chest, your hand around his waist. "are you scared?", you'd ask him. "no". "then why's your leg shaking?". "...cause it's numb". "right...". you'd joke about possibly being plagued by nightmares the following night, and as an attempt to avoid that, you'd end the night with some sappy and cute halloween movie. you’d also eat the halloween treats you made earlier and drink apple cider etc., while watching the movies. your living room would be candle lit and the couch would be filled with blankets and pillows, so it’d be extra cozy and homey. and of course petunia would beg for food, and you'd give her the dog halloween treats you bought from the store. then the pupper would happily go to sleep and start snoring in her own bed 🥺

and at some point during the night you’d hear the doorbell ring. it’d be little kids trick or treating. you’d give them a lot of snacks and gush about how cute they were afterwards. you’d melt because you love seeing luke with children, he is so extra attentive and lovable. (maybe some day you’ll have a toddler of your own running around the house in the cutest costume ever 🥹💞).

carving pumpkins

you’d go to a pumpin patch together. you’d look for the perfect pumpkins, but they’d all be a bit off so you settle for some decent ones. (this would take at least 30 mins and then you both would get frustrated at the selection). you carve the pumpkins at home while listening to some halloween playlist. then you’d look at the final results. “this looks like shit”. “...look at mine” and somehow luke’s even worse. this would lead to a stupid amount of giggles. luke takes a picture of the carved pumpkins together and sends it to the boys whatsapp group. (they’d all think yours is better and luke would frown, following with a jokingful ”well fuckin’ obviously they think yours is better”.)

dressing up

there’s no way luke would not want to have matching costumes… yeah you’re that annoyingly cute couple at the party that arrives in painfully matching set of costumes. mike, cal and ash would totally make fun of you being clingy and predictable, but secretly think you two are adorable. you’d pick something you both like, ranging from cute to sexy to actually scary costumes. you could be dressed as each other too. you’d pick whatever you feel like that year. i feel like you could go for a barbie theme this year and you could help him with his makeup and apply glitter in his eyelids etc 🥹 "is this okay?", you'd confirm luke about the makeup and he'd take a look at himself in the mirror. "it's perfect, darling". "..do you know what else is perfect?". "huh?". "your incapability to know that you have a boner...". "well it's not my fault you are so sexy, is it?", he'd smirk and the comment would be followed by a hot make out session.

and of course petunia would be dressed up as something like a pokemon, pig or a ghost!! ”i don’t she likes it very much, luke”, you’d giggle. ”oh mama here thinks you don’t like your costume. don’t you like it tuney?”, luke babbles and petunia responds with a grunt and goes to her sleeping nook. you both giggle at her grumpy reaction and how cute she looks.

attending a halloween party

so first of all, you’d be super late. you don’t have the concept of time whatsoever. but all of your friends are used to it so they don’t really expect you two to be on time. you’d arrive to the party in your painfully matching costumes and mingle with people. then one halloween you’d win the prize for the best costume together. ”i told you we would win!”. ”luke….you told me we’d lose because our eyeliners weren’t matching enough…”. ”oh… did i? silly me!”.

© 2023 bloodhoundluke.

[shipazia]

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✵╰┈➤ 18+ Content

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⚜ ⊰────── lego ninjago ──❥

❝ reading is the first step to any adventure! go reading go!❞

╰┈➤faves morro, lloyd, kai, jay

╰┈➤ships jaya, destiny, polyninja, kaiylor

╰┈➤platonic destiny, green cousins, ghosts, watermelon

♡ ⊰────── originsmcrp ──❥

❝ once upon a time, there was a small and quaint house❞

╰┈➤faves eden, kol, shino, ooo!xylo, fto!devin, lara, biblico

╰┈➤ships devintchie, eclipse,

╰┈➤platonic neopolitan ice cream,

➴ ⊰────── genshin impact ──❥

❝ i never embark on a journey without a good book to accompany me❞

╰┈➤faves wanderer, nahida, keqing, childe, twins, cyno

╰┈➤ships beiguang, zhongchi, cynonari

╰┈➤platonic chiscara, mc & scara, nahida & scara

♔ ⊰────── the witcher ──❥

❝ only myths and fables do not know the limits of possibility ❞

╰┈➤faves jaskier, ciri, yennefer, tissaia, fringilla

╰┈➤ships geraskier, yengilla

╰┈➤platonic ciri and geralt, yennefer and tissaia

*please no spoilers past season 1, or for any of the books!

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❝ you're a daughter of words. a girl with a story to tell.❞

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╰┈➤ships ashlinn x mia, bryn x waker

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[alohastyles-x]

Scream - e.m.

*banner made by the lovely @atlaese

Scream - e.m.

Pairing: Ghostface! Eddie Munson x AFAB Reader

ummary: Eddie and you get freaky with a ghost face mask ;)

Warnings: 18+ below the cut | Minors DNI | smut, squirting, overstimulation, rough sex, face fucking, light bondage,

Wordcount:

Notes: first off, lets ignore what date Scream came out and pretend it existed in Eddie's timeline, secondly, I hope you enjoy, hehe | this could be seen as a part two to Halloween Traditions - e.m. or as a stand alone ; I may write an actual slasher!ghostface!Eddie horror story if you guys are interested , just let me know!

This work is apart of my House of Horror Stories event. Click below for guidelines and masterlist

House of Horror Stories Guidelines | House of Horror Stories Masterlist

*bat divider by: @silkholland | x-18 divider by: @fic-dumpster

“Babe, I have a surprise for you,” Eddie called out from the bathroom. You were sprawled out on the bed, wearing nothing but the halloween themed lingerie you had picked out just for tonight. Earlier in the night, the two of you had gone trick-or-treating, watched scary movies, and we’re now getting to the good part of the night: intimate time with your lover. 

“Oh really?” You taunt, grinning widely as you propped yourself on your elbows, waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. He hadn’t seen you in your vampiric inspired lingerie, and you were excited for him to see the red and black lace that decorated your skin. “Funny, I have one for you too,” you added. 

The door opened and Eddie appeared shirtless, his black jeans hanging low on his hips. His face was adorned with a black and white mask mimicking the ghost face from your favorite horror movie, Scream. 

“Holy shit…” the two of you said at the same time. You instantly became wet at the mere thought of Eddie pounding you from behind, looking back to see your hands tied and his mask ornamented on his face.  Eddie's pants became tight at the sight of you, beautiful curves and all highlighted by the tight strings and lacey features. 

“You like?” You asked, smiling. You rested your hands on your breasts, squeezing delicately. You could practically hear his mouth watering at the sight. He didn’t say anything, he just slowly walked towards you, reaching for the bondage ropes that hung on the wall next to the bed. 

“Ooh, already in character huh? You’re very goo-” you were cut off by Eddie’s hand clamping down on your mouth to shut you up. You couldn’t help but smile under his hand, a slight giggle escaping your throat. He flipped you over roughly, before getting on his knees on either side of you. 

Eddie grabbed your hands, wrapping the rope tightly around your wrists that were held tightly against your back. The rub dug into your skin just enough to send a euphoric rush through your body and into your bones. You looked behind you, feeling yourself get slick at the sight; your thoughts from before had come to life. Eddie grabbed your thighs, propping your knees up under you. You rested your head on its side, watching as he slightly spread your knees apart more. 

He lifted his mask up and rested it on his head, and you watched as his face disappeared behind you. His tongue instantly found your heat, tracing thick strings of saliva around your cunt. Moans escaped from your mouth at the feeling. 

He slipped a finger in… then one more and you lost control, unable to stop the pornographc sounds escaping your mouth. His rings hit the rim of your entrance, the cold metal mixed with the warmth of his breath sent shock waves through your body. 

“Fuck, Eddie, don’t stop,” you breathed out, gripping the sheets as you felt your orgasm coming quickly. You were right there, right on the edge… and suddenly the sensation was gone. Cold air hits your wet cunt, leaving you feeling empty and swollen all the same. You whimpered, turning back to look at Eddie who had placed the ghostface mask back on. 

“Eddie… please?” You continued on whimpering, begging for him to fill you again, to aid you in finishing. 

“Shhhh.” It came out muffled behind the mask, only enticing you even more. His hands moved to his belt, undoing it. The sound of metal fumbling against metal filled the air, his rings catching the low light of the bedroom, sparkling. You closed your eyes, reveling in the moment you were in, tied before your lover. 

He flipped you over to your back, careful that your hands weren’t in an uncomfortable position under you, before moving to straddle your chest. He was now naked, save for the mask, and was playing with his cock. You opened your mouth, showing him how ready you were for him. He was smiling, but you couldn’t tell. The sight of you being so submissive under him to the point he no longer had to command you made him even harder- if that was possible. 

He shoved his cock into your mouth, one of his hands moving to the back of your head to help support you. He thrusted deep and slow into your mouth, the sounds of you gagging against him making him dizzy. He let your head fall back on the pillow, and moved himself so he could thrust easier into your mouth. 

The idea of you letting him use your holes how he wanted, thrusting hard and choking on him was enough to make the both of you feral. Tears pricked your eyes and fell down your cheeks at the lack of air you were receiving. Coupled with the choking sounds made Eddie want to absolutely lose control, taking full advantage of you being tied and unable to stop him… 

… but he pulled out, not wanting to destroy you like that…yet. He let his wet dick trace against your chin, your neck, and then down to your breasts, before moving back down your body. He flipped you over so you were on your stomach again, and helped you prop your knees up again.

Suddenly, without warning, you were filled again, the size of him stretching you out. A low and animal-like grunt came from Eddie as he felt you clench around him. The feeling was almost too much for him, but he plowed into you, each stroke hitting the special spot that created the pornographic screams that were filling the air again.  He couldn’t see much out of the eyes of the mask, but what he could see made him go feral. The hazy sight of you before him, tied and ready for him to use as he pleased and how he pleased was so hot to him. He had to constantly keep himself in check, careful not to go too hard or too fast. He wanted you swollen and aching, not broken and seriously hurt. 

“Fucking A, Eddie,” you managed to scream out, once again gripping the bed sheets. You dug your face into the pillow, allowing yourself to scream as he rammed into you from behind, his balls hitting your clit with such force it was bringing you to your edge once again. 

“I’m… gonna… cum,” you grunted out, turning to look back behind you. Big mistake. You came right then and there, all over him. 

Eddie didn’t care; he continued pumping into you. He was surprised he didn’t finish with you, the feeling of your slick cunt was euphoric. But since he didn’t, he continued, ignoring your cries to stop. He knew if you really wanted it to end, you’d use your safeword. 

The animal-like grunts returned as he gripped your hips tighter, using them to steady himself as he thrusted into you. Sweat began to form on his chest, the sight of Eddie wet with sweat from his work done on you was bringing you to your edge again, and fast. Before you knew what was happening, your slick filled not just his cock inside of you, but sprayed all over his abdomen, adding to the glossiness of his sweat. Horror filled you as you just realized what you did for the very first time… 

… you had just squirted all over Eddie. 

“Fuck, y/n, that was hot,” Eddie grunted out, finally speaking. The reassurance made you feel instantly better, and you began taking control of your hips, rubbing against him. 

“Yeah?” You egged him on for more praise, but he went back to silence, as he rolled his head back. The feeling of you moving on his dick making him literally drool behind the mask; if only you could see. 

He felt his orgasm coming quickly, and allowed it to happen, filling you up deeply with his seed. The feeling almost made you cum again, but your body was too exhausted from the merciless pounding you just received to even try. 

Eddie pulled himself out, the sudden rush of cold air making you involuntarily whimper again, and laid down on the bed next to you. You rolled to your side, cuddling up next to him, your hands still tied. 

“You gonna untie me, slasher boy?” You asked, nodding to the mask. 

“Oh you think we’re done?” He said, a smirk evident in his tone. You looked up at him, waiting for the ‘just kidding’ to fall from his lips. 

He responded by flipping you over once more, this time so your back was against him, your hands laying flat against the top of his pubic line. 

“We’re just getting started.” 

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[theboysfanfic]

Salted Blues

‘Beach Fic’

Pairing: Homelander x Female reader

18 + only. This story will contain smut/sex so you have to be over 18 to read it.

Warnings: Any continuation of this one shot will contain smut. This story is still 18+.

Words: 1.4k

SUMMARY: A vision of Homelander nude in the ocean. An unexpected turn for both him and her.

Notes: @madhatter2727 I hope you like it! 

Credit: Dividers by  @silkholland​ x. Feedback/18+ banners by @maysdigitalarts

MASTERLIST |

Homie in the surf. His Homelander suit is peeled down to the back of his knees. Waves lapping at his calves. I run up and place a smack on his ass, dry sand sticking to his skin in  the shape of my palm. The light in his eyes glows red around him in the sunset dusk. He whips his head around looking behind him, growls at me quietly. A soft sound, sexy. His hair is wet from sea spray and he pushes it back, dragging his fingers through. ‘I think, since this was your idea, you need to lose your clothes.’ He says. Freezing his side eyes on me, smouldering.

‘Undress me John.’ I blink up at him. He reels me in, weaving an arm around my waist, pulling me in front of him. He traces his hands along my sides carefully, slowly gripping the ties of my two piece, pulling it back, before it snaps, untying it. He trails his fingers to my hips, rests his hand there, bending down to kiss my neck. Then he’s untying the bikini bottoms, stepping out of his fallen pants and throwing them onto the sand behind us. When he turns back to lean down by my ear I feel the heat from his eyes, and his hair cooling my face.

‘John..’ I sigh. He pushes me back, flush against his body. I feel his abs, hips, thighs and… His arms wrap around tight, with more emotion and urgency than I’ve known him to show. So much attention, desperate and gentle. His hands over the surface of my body, ghosting, gently gliding, then his hand turns my face to the side. He breathes words down my neck. ‘Kiss me. Love me.’ I catch his lips on mine as my face turns. There’s the flash of tropical lightning and drops of cooling rain on our skin. He holds me closer. A hiss from him and I feel him warm and hard. ‘I love you John.’ He spins me and pins his palm to the back of my neck, pulling me towards him. His lip is trembling like he’s about to cry, but his face is sure and composed at the same time. Those eyes are red and it does enough for me that I want him here in the water. He traces a hand over my heart, resting on my heartbeat. ‘Do you really love me?’ he steps us further into the waves. ‘Why?’ I look him square in the eye, ‘Why are you asking that?’ I push a palm against his chest. He doesn’t let me create space between us. I do it for effect. I don’t want to be apart from him. And I love him. Despite his flaws. I love him because he doesn’t know I do. Because he can be saved. He needs to know. ‘I need to know it’s, real. I can’t - ‘ his eyelids pull up, puppy eyed and hurt. ‘You know how you can tell?’ ‘How?’ he breathes.

‘Because you care. Because you want me to love you. ’ ‘I need you to love me.’ His chins tilts, his eyes narrow and spark. ‘I do,’ I hold the sides of his neck. ‘You needed a family John. It wasn’t fair on you.’ I put my hands to his cheeks. I pull him by his chin when he looks away. ‘Look at me with your eyes red and listen..’ He gulps and balances us amidst the current. ‘I couldn’t love you if I didn’t think I was yours. I need you to love me too,’ I stare into his eyes, pressing myself against his skin. I’m sure he’s crying behind the red. Is that why he hasn’t switched them off? ‘I need you to love me. And I can give you everything. Can you be yourself with me? You don’t have to hide your eyes from me, you can show me.’ I stroke his face, over his cheekbones, and lightly over his wet lashes. His lip quivers, dip in his chin more pronounced, cute. He’s biting his lip. ‘John, baby, I’m here with you. It’s us, together.’ I wait for his reply. He slowly dims his laser eyes, dipping his lids down, lashes pointed to the water, asymmetric lip wobbling and cheek twitching. He finally raises his chin and his eyes to mine. His face so close up, his beautiful  blue eyes  so watery it hurts. He’s crying and he’s not hiding now. His waterline filling with tears, not fully spilling, ‘I can’t -‘ he looks for a way to hug me closer but he can’t. He will later. I search his puppy dog eyes and hug him back. ‘I can’t lose you,’ the inner corners of his brows shoot up, twisting his eyes even sadder and wider. ‘I can’t -‘ He kisses me for composure. Just once. Softly on the lips. He pulls back, his eyes defeated. But he doesn't need to be. He doesn’t know I’ve never loved anyone like I love him. He doesn't need to worry.   I love you because you try. ‘What can’t you do, John? Talk to me.’ I whisper, petting him on the back of his head. ‘It has to be real because, I need you, I want you to be a part of my family. And -‘ he tucks hair away from my face, ‘I want..’ ‘We are, like family, I’m more your family than them. I support you more than them.’ I say. ‘Not like, family.’ His eyes raise up to mine, catching and holding them in his gaze, he looks sure and his stare is solid. His lip is pursued. ‘John don’t be..’ cruel.. He sees the change in my eyes. He frowns and tilts his head. His arms draw me closer. ‘No. No, no, no , no!’ He shakes his head and refocuses on my face again, He moves my hands from his face and places them over his heart. ‘If you love me, I want you to be, I want to create a family with you.’ ‘Oh John!’ I feel his heartbeat rise this time. I feel it at those words. I feel my own beat and he can hear it too. There’s a push at the back of my knees, lifting me up, and into the air. I hold his neck and look into his eyes. He lays his forehead on mine as he flies us. He’s got a serious and tender look to his expression. He kisses my lips ever so gently then gazes at me all the while we’re in the air. ‘We’re not swimming then?’ I laugh. ‘Flying is better! I have no patience for swimming.’ He says. ‘Of course you don’t.’ He wipes the smile off my face with another kiss. ‘I have something I want to show you.’ My stomach turns over and he glances at me at that exact moment. ‘Don’t be scared.’ He says in an almost patronising and sing song voice. His eyes monitoring mine. John tends to read me as scared but I’m more excited, anticipating. Because I want to tell him I want kids with him. Maybe he’s right, I am scared. He lands us on an island off the main beach, with canopied decking, drapes and palm leaves over a pagoda frame, with a giant cosy swing. He places me under the shaded roof. Like a gift he’s laying out. His eyes full of gleam. ‘Lean back and close your eyes’ he instructs. I lie back into the cushioned softness, listening to the rustle of leaves, birds and moving water. And to his every move. ‘Keep your eyes closed.’ He says. It’s serene but nerve wracking. ‘I can’t have kids with you because -’ he pauses, ‘don’t be worried’ with that same taunting drag of the syllables, he pulls my chin up, his knee is between my legs as he climbs up over me, hovering above me. ‘Open your eyes.’ he deadpans. He’s golden tanned and naked, on his knees in front of me. Holding his palms together in a prayer position. He opens his palms to reveal his intention and seal his fate whichever way it might go. Homelander may not face another rejection. ‘I have to be sure you will be my wife.’ He holds out a diamond ring to me. His eyes searching and unrelenting. And with the most basic, yet most important and elusive of emotions I attempt to save him from himself. But not for him. Not only. Selfishly for me, because I really do love him and I want him to be mine. I can’t face to lose John under the mask of Homelander. Love is what we need to thrive. And it spills from me, into the two words he’s waiting to hear. ‘Yes John.’

[ronearoundblindly]

Autumn Is Healing (Oct 24th)

Flufftober Day Twenty-Four--All the Hugs

drabble for steve rogers x super soldier!reader (see previous or series)

No warnings except for no editing; just fluff. WC 641

Steve’s a bit of a hypocrite but not on purpose. He watches. He watches everything and everyone with his artist/strategist eye. He’s ready to act at any moment.

That’s how he knows you stiffen when anxious. You move less and those smaller movements are jerky and unsure. Steve won’t make a big deal out of it in public because he knows you’re a bit proud. Affection in happy times is one thing, but sometimes you take a display as a critique of how you’re doing. You don’t like help if you haven’t asked. You aren’t weak. You can handle anything.

So Steve waits until you and he are alone. Usually, he calculates that it can wait until the end of the day, but once in a while, he makes an excuse to pull you aside, get you into another room or hall or outside in the shadow of the trees, and wrap you in his arms. There are always a few moments of fighting, one or two little pushes, and a half-hearted protest, but then you soften. You melt right into his open arms.

Steve loves those hugs.

He loves being right more.

Yes. Steve Rogers is a hypocrite because he doesn’t notice one very, very important thing: he does that, too.

He stiffens. He gets jerky and cold. He shies away from normal affection for however long he’s grumpy or nervous. He can handle it. He doesn’t need help. He’s strong, strong for him, for you, for everyone, and he won’t let you hold him.

He pivots and turns and avoids coming to bed. Most of the time, his ploy works well enough to get him through the feeling, then he’s better so it doesn’t matter. See. He’s fine. No problem.

Well…

It’s been a night now, and a next day, and Steve still grumbles and mopes around like a huge sad sack. He’s dismissed four different attempts to talk about it from four different people. He’s repeated “nothing’s wrong” several dozen times. He’s starting to feel as scratched and warped as the broken record he sounds like.

Finally, finally, he has one normal conversation with Bucky, one where Buck doesn’t ask what’s going on with him or why his face looks drawn so tight or why he’s hunching against his gargantuan frame. It’s so nice, so soothing that Steve doesn’t notice the quick flickers of Bucky’s eyes behind him. He’s lulled by getting to ramble about something completely mundane—fresh versus dried fruit in oatmeal of all things—and then you strike.

Silent as the grave you rush behind Steve, allowing only two warning sounds: the rustle of your long skirt and the faintest whisper of “sneak attack.”

His eyes go wide and the air is punched from his lungs. There’s an instant of fight reaction, but your serum made you powerful enough to stop his struggle.

Bucky just walks off, muttering about how his work here is done, and Steve can’t help but moan in annoyance.

You don’t say anything else. You hold him tight and kiss his cheek over and over until he gives up the ghost of his bitchy mood, and you slither around in front of him.

“I’m fine,” he says one last, half-ass time.

“Sure you are—“ you nuzzle up into his neck “—ya grumpy goose.”

 Steve feels your breath gust past the collar of his shirt. He almost shivers at the speed at which his stress races from his muscles.

“You’re also a terrible liar.”

He sighs and loops his hands around opposite sides of your waist, pinching his broad chest against your face. Your smothered, tiny ‘yay’ at your favorite flex breaks his scowl into a smile.

Yes, Steve is a hypocrite, but at least he isn’t a liar. He’s bad at being bad. He’ll accept his punishment now, and he’s sentenced to all the hugs.

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