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[gummyfang]

this is actually based on a luke x oc scene but shhh

very happy with this!!!! luke is so hard to draw its crazy

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[boozeandbaddecisions]

Alright, the fourth run of the NSFW list. Let's talk about homies

@ghostlythunderbird, @rain-on-kamino, @burningfieldof-clover, @tech-deck, @tecker

Writing

The Bad Batch + Soft Sex - Bad Batch x Reader - @angelltheninth

Clone Fic Gift Exchange Master List - Compiled and Organized by @cloneficgiftexchange (mentioned before on the SFW list, but...this event was so much fun to participate in)

Full Gear Workout - König x Reader - @gummyfang

Keep in the Heat - Wrecker x F!Reader - @sinfulsalutations

Meine - König x F!Reader - @daisies-daydreams

Relationship Headcanons - Bad Batch x Reader - @floral-force

Rosa - König x F!Reader - @icosaur

Soft Starters - Bad Batch x F!Reader - @nahoney22

Steamy Encounter - Imp!Wrecker x Fem!Reader - @zoeykallus

Tights request - König x Reader - @unreliablesnake

[armandyke]

The answer is yes

[camblogarchive]

not to sound gay but lavender

lavender: what is something that you’ve always wanted to be/have/get but can never have?

tall!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! or someone who can consume milk! 

[stonermurphy]

I've always seen connor as a musician but not like a dedicated one or a singer I think he mostly messes around with guitar to like relax and makes little indie instrumentals that he puts on bandcamp occasionally

YE YE YE SAME!! like its just rly calming for him to play something he wrote!! i imagine he and zoe used to play together a lot actually, just messing around with different sounds and stuff until they had something they could both enjoy!! connor murphy is an indie music extraordinaire whether it be making it or listening to it and no one can take that away from me

[gummyfang]

♡♡♡ |   ˗ˏˋ FULL GEAR WORKOUT  ´ˎ˗

➳　【 K ö n i g　ｘ　Ｒｅａｄｅｒ 】

❧ Warnings: 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭����𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛 / 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐯, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: man idk what this is i needed to get my gear kink out of my system lmao. konig fucks u in full gear that’s all. this is a mess. sorry no capital letters in this one my wrist hurts and pressing shift hurts womp womp :(

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ♡

“fuck, oooh scheiße, i can’t...” könig’s guttural babbling slowly died down in his throat as he groaned loudly, hips smacking against your pelvis with a noisy squelch. your back arches off the freshly cleaned bedsheets as his cock pistoned into your spongy cunt deliciously, but his gloved hands kept you from twisting away from him. this had all started as a joke. an offhand remark. as you’d dropped by könig’s barracks only to find him suited up in full combat gear, earning a look from you. he just explained it was for training purposes. his body had to stay used to the gear, as he had no time to grow comfortably accustomed to the weight and heat out in the field every time.  clearly, he’d taken your joke about him fucking you raw in it for practice very seriously. your legs wrapped around his hips clumsily as könig continued to pound into you, the fabric of his combat cargo trousers causing your legs to slip down a little. although you were convinced könig was completely lost in the feeling of being enveloped by the feeling of your warmth sucking in his dick further with each thrust, you felt his gaze move down to look at you. his gray eyes were sultry and pooling with lust from beneath his sniper hood, his gaze just barely meeting yours through the holes in the cloth. “you need some help?” he laughed breathily. before you could groan out a response, könig moved his leathery grip from your wrists. you whined as the comforting pressure of his tactical vest left your abdomen. however, your whines quickly turned to loud moans as könig hoists your leg over his shoulder and starts thrusting his cock into you at a heightened angle. ohhh fuck. your head twisted itself back into the pillow, mouth agape as you watched your boyfriend fuck you. the glinster in his eyes told you he was thoroughly enjoying seeing you like this. “i should fuck you like this more often, engel. you look gorgeous.” könig growled. while his muscular right arm locked your leg in place over his shoulder, his other hand started exploring your body, fingers grazing over your clit. könig groaned deeply, his hips stuttering a little as his finger traced your bare skin. his cock twitched inside you, the sight of your naked body at the mercy of his fully clothed one seemed to do something to him he had never realized he loved. he pulled out of your cunt suddenly, a string of slick still attaching you to his erect cock. without any effort, he grabbed your hips and rolled you over onto your stomach, before reentering you from behind. you cried out as he picked up his pace brutally. könig’s eyes flashed with caution as he instinctively leaned over, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing your face into the pillow. “careful, now, engel. someone might hear us.” he growled, followed by a soft whimper. he wasn’t going to last much longer. your eyes rolled back into your skull as you felt the hard, icy metal of the canisters and tubes of his vest press into your back. it was painful, but it hurt so good. something about that sensation sent you over the edge. “könig!” you cried his name into the pillow as your body spasmed, your puffy walls tightening around his cock deliciously as you came. könig groaned loudly as his body lurched forward at the sensation, feeling his gear press you into the bed even further. his hips stuttered as he moaned into your ear deliciously, before his cock spurted hot ropes of cum deep inside you. slowly, könig fucked himself out into you, before his hips finally came to a halt. you felt the draping fabric of his sniper hood brush against the back of your neck, damp with his sweat and breath. you felt his hand gently pat your hip twice before he pulled out, chuckling softly. “i think i just found my new favorite workout routine.”

[bluefeatherclub]

Who The Fuck Is Gummyfang

God's Mistake

[wifekisserr]

Bugcks, whist originally intended to mean bug bucks, could also be interpreted as Bug Cucks

@gummyfang

[dangdfeng]

@gummyfang

[ao3feed-strangerthings]

let the words fall out (I want to see you be brave)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LH6OlO

by gummyfang

“But..” Robin said, confused, “El is a girl?”

Mike looked up, eyes full of fear. Yet still ever-present, was her determination.

“What if I am too?”

———

Mike Wheeler doesn’t think she’s a boy. She seeks out the one person that might understand.

Words: 2294, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Mike Wheeler, Robin (Stranger Things), Eleven | Jane Hopper, Steve Harrington, Will Byers

Relationships: Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Robin (Stranger Things)/Original Female Character(s), Steve Harrington & Robin

Additional Tags: Trans Mike Wheeler, Trans Female Mike Wheeler, Trans Female Character, Mileven, Lesbian Mike Wheeler, Coming Out, Self-Discovery, Stranger Things 3, Internalized Homophobia, Implied Gay Will Byers, Canon Compliant, (sorta) - Freeform, mike comes out as a lesbian to robin, we love PARALLELS my dude, steve is sorta there and he’s wonderful

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LH6OlO

[camblogarchive]

Im gonna kill **** *****

[stonermurphy]

@gummyfang oh yeah for sure!! he writes super angsty venty (and rly good) lyrics but does not at all have the confidence to sing them or even show anybody ever lmao,, but YES he makes so so many playlists and mixtapes, he has a different one for manic and depressive episodes and he makes playlists about how he feels about the people in his life,,,, he loves makin them so much theyre very very therapeutic for him 

[gummyfang]

♡♡♡ |   ˗ˏˋ Perv König  ´ˎ˗

➳　【K ö n i g　ｘ　Ｒｅａｄｅｒ】

❧ Warnings: 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐠/𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this was SUPPOSED to be headcanons. no clue what happened here, it kinda turn into word vom so if it's kinda shit dont come at me. also I made Konig bi hehe. I had some more ideas but this got a bit long and i got lazy so let me know if you'd like a second part to this ♡

Deprivation of touch and sexual attention is nothing unheard of at a location such as a military base. With little ways to relieve their frustration, most men are forced to resort to fantasy as they rub one out.

König was no different. And really, he didn’t have a problem with it. He was never a man who needed much to get going, the mental image of random men and women enough to have him cum all over his hand. It wasn’t desperation for him, just routine. Masturbation was just what helped him relax after a physically and emotionally taxing day. That is, until you came into the picture.

The first time König saw you, he wasn’t being too weird about you. Just watching KorTac’s rookie members walk on by, as he checked them out one by one, his steely gaze lingered on you.

Maybe it was the way you looked so pathetic, doe-like eyes wide as you shuffled along like a lost little deer. Or perhaps it was the way your combat cargo pants (despite not being meant to fit tightly) hugged nicely around your ass. You’d caught König’s attention.

It wasn't until you approached him that he really started taking interest in you. Being such a large man with a reputation for being ruthless on the battlefield did not make König a very approachable man, and he wasn't exactly keen on mingling with strangers either. So when you approached him for his help with a tangled strap on your gear, he was pleasantly surprised.

You apologized quietly and continuously, embarrassed you had to ask for help from someone with so much more experience so early on. Little did you know König was enjoying himself quite a bit.

With a gruff chuckle, his thick fingers started working on untangling the mess of straps and clasps, making him wonder how the fuck you managed to do this in the first place.

His fingers traced your back gently, the light shudder you tried to hide not going unnoticed to the large man.

God, you looked so fucking cute and petite sitting down under him like this. König's eyelids slid down as he sunk into thoughts, thinking back to your doe-like gaze.

Before he knew it, his fingers slid away from the straps to explore along your body, tracing along your sides. Your shirt moved up a little as he did, exposing your lower back. Your underwear was peaking out from under the waist of your trousers, just enough to let the teasing view settle in his mind. König felt his cock twitch in his pants, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue.

He was grateful he still had his sniper hood up. If anyone could see him, well... he looked fucking depraved.

His name floating from your lips snapped him back out of his trance, his large hands quickly dropping back down. He mutters a shitty excuse about checking the other straps, before finally untangling the mess. He excuses himself, and before you can get another word in, he's seen himself out.

That night, his cock felt ten times as sensitive as usual. König tugged it out of his boxers with little grace before fucking his fist animalistically. Where his mind was usually filled with faceless, nude bodies, the picture in his mind had now taken a clearer shape. It was you.

He thought of your pretty waist, how he could hold onto it as he fucked his cum into you. And that underwear, God.

As he bucked into his fist and the spurts of white liquid made his hand sticky, he knew something changed in him. Jacking off by himself like this wasn't going to keep him satisfied. He needed more.

The depravity got to König quickly. Soon, his masturbation sessions doubled. Where he'd usually only satisfy himself at the end of the day, he now found himself waking him hard as a rock with lewd fantasies of you drifting through his mind. Not bothering to wait until his morning wood dissipated, he instead decided using the material his depraved mind provided him with would be easier anyways.

Soon, when he wasn't busy himself, König could frequently be found overseeing rookie training from a distance, though there was really only one he had eye for.

Could you blame him? You were practically asking to be stared at, the way you kept bending over as if you were begging for him to come over and shove you to the floor and have his way with you right then and there.

Each of your little curves and movements were stored in König's memory, only for him to jack off to later.

At first he'd tried being subtle about it. Although he was drawn to you, there was some shame tied to his actions. Eyeing up a new recruit like this? And this often? People would start talking if he weren't careful.

But slowly, it was like he forgot he was supposed to feel ashamed for this. Where he used to find excuses to go to the training room to seek you out, usually claiming it was his turn to clean the training equipment, he now just started leering at you from the doorway.

After all, it was much easier to look at you where his view wasn't obscured by other rookies or equipment.

Then, eventually, just watching you bend your sweaty body in those positions wasn't enough for König. He needed you. Your essence. Anything that had to do with your body.

He didn't act on it. At least, not at first. König was not stupid. His perverse gazes could land him some social repercussions among his peers, but actually going behind your back to pleasure himself with your belongings? That could get him in serious shit.

But then the opportunity presented itself to him on a silver platter. You'd left the radio on your bed in a hurry, and you wouldn't have enough time to eat if you went out to grab it. But of course kind-hearted König didn't mind getting it for you.

Your barracks were empty. His heavily thudding footsteps echoing off the walls and breathing were the only noises he could hear. Your bed wasn’t hard to spot with the small radio thrown on the pillow.

But as he moved to pick it up, he caught a whiff of your scent. Immediately, his cock twitched in his pants. He’d been growing closer to you, and as he did, your scent became one of many aspects that reminded him of how much you turned him on.

But now, here he was, his stiff member forming a tent in his pants as he stood there, all alone. He felt his ears heat up at the realization what his body and mind were screaming for him to do.

For a moment, he convinced himself to just pick up your radio and force his legs to walk himself back out. But as soon as he leaned over to snatch it off the pillow, his shin bumped against the edge of the bed, and he clumsily tumbled onto the sheets.

As soon as his nose was shoved into the sheets, he knew he was done for.

He knew this was wrong. For the first time since he’d met you, he was struck by feelings of actual shame as he writhed around to make himself comfortable, before pulling his cock out and hurriedly pumping his hand up and down.

As he was lying down on your bed, those scenes of you doing sit-ups in those tightly fit pants started replaying in his mind. He whimpered softly as he pressed his thumb down on the head of his cock, the thought of you sleeping here tonight none the wiser of what happened only made him hornier.

A vein popped up on the back of his hand as the grip on the smooth fabric of the sheets tightened, pressing it over his mouth and nose.

Your scent drove him crazy. It offered him a figment of the proximity he imagined when he stroked his cock to your image every night.

His thumb rolled over the head of his cock, the digit gathering some of the precum leaking out the tip to lube up his rough strokes.

A loud moan muffled by the sheets erupted from his throat before his spend was spilling over his hand and abdomen. Thank fuck he'd pulled up his shirt a little.

A few drops leaked onto your bed, but he couldn't be bothered to clean those up. The thought of you sleeping with his semen under your sheets only turned him on more.

God, he felt so fucking dirty.

He knew he was done for. He'd never cummed this hard before in his life. Every single aspect of you turned him on, he needed you.

But you'd be none the wiser. He'd make sure of that, König thought to himself as he wiped away the fluids. He pulled his pants back up and fixed up your bed, before grabbing the radio and heading back out as if nothing happened.

𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

@rahmown @catou1305 @johfaam0 @tulipsbymybed

[ao3feed-mileven]

let the words fall out (I want to see you be brave)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LH6OlO

by gummyfang

“But..” Robin said, confused, “El is a girl?”

Mike looked up, eyes full of fear. Yet still ever-present, was her determination.

“What if I am too?”

———

Mike Wheeler doesn’t think she’s a boy. She seeks out the one person that might understand.

Words: 2294, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Mike Wheeler, Robin (Stranger Things), Eleven | Jane Hopper, Steve Harrington, Will Byers

Relationships: Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Robin (Stranger Things)/Original Female Character(s), Steve Harrington & Robin

Additional Tags: Trans Mike Wheeler, Trans Female Mike Wheeler, Trans Female Character, Mileven, Lesbian Mike Wheeler, Coming Out, Self-Discovery, Stranger Things 3, Internalized Homophobia, Implied Gay Will Byers, Canon Compliant, (sorta) - Freeform, mike comes out as a lesbian to robin, we love PARALLELS my dude, steve is sorta there and he’s wonderful

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LH6OlO

[wheatlev]

gummyfang replied to your video post: “can we please maybe talk about this like, for ten to twenty minutes or...”:

is this the bee movie

yes it is.