#honey’s thots

[xoxo-honeyy]

ellie is such a vampire and abby is so werewolf

fight me on this

[xoxo-honeyy]

need her carnally

you literally don't understand how much mullet abby fucks me over & fucks with me. just take a moment and look.

jesus fucking christ. choke me out already, damn.

HER GODDAMN MUSCLES?????? CAN I JUST CHOMP? NIBBLE? SHIT, CAN I LICK EM????? PLEASE?

[bcyhoods]

could I please request steve and shy!reader and her first time staying the night at his place? lots of timid cuddling and just overall sweetness? I loved your first steeb drabble!

ohemgee yay i’m so glad you liked it!! thank u for for such a cute req, i hope i did it justice�� | 1k fluff, gn!reader

You were going crazy, without a doubt. You’ve already finished showering, but you’ve been locked away in his bathroom for 15 minutes. The pep talk you’re giving yourself in the foggy mirror does nothing to calm flutter in your stomach.

“Everything okay, honey?” You hear Steve call from down the corridor.

“Yes—Yeah, I’m okay!” The words are rushed and clumsy as the nickname runs through your head on repeat. And while you’re about to sleep in his room for the first time, it’s too domestic for your racing heart. You hope he doesn’t notice.

Giving yourself one final nod of scarce confidence, you pull open the door and softly let it close behind you. You’re practically walking on the balls of your feet so as not to make any noise.

When you peek into his room, you see the plain of Steve’s back facing toward you. You let your gaze shamelessly trace through the freckles and moles that grace his skin, then to the muscles that tense in his biceps as he fluffs one of his pillows. He’s mumbling to himself as he punches and pulls at the cushion.

Once you push past the door, he turns like he’s a child caught stealing the last cookie from the jar. He’s doe eyed with flushed cheeks and messy hair.

“Hey, there you are,” he sings with a gentle smile.

“Hi.” You timidly wave with a smile just as sweet.

“I was getting worried,” he starts as he meets you by the door, “Started to think you fell in or something.” Steve laughs it off, but there’s a small twitch in his eyebrows that threatens to expose his nerves.

Because while you were in the bathroom, Steve had been giving himself his own encouraging speech. One which also fell quite short, but he was better at concealing it. At least he thinks he is.

Your clammy hand reaches for his, a reassuring effort to soothe both your worries. “No search party necessary. I’m still standing,” you reply softly. He releases a hefty exhale — a mixture of a shaky laugh and a sigh of relief — and gives your hand a small squeeze.

“I’ll be right back. You can sleep on either side, I don’t mind.”

He’s quick to jog out, leaving you to roam every inch of his bedroom.

You’ve been in Steve’s room countless times before, you probably have every trinket and frame committed to memory. But every detail has somehow become more intimate since the last time you’ve visited. Every knick knack is a window into Steve Harrington’s being and by tomorrow morning, you’d become even more familiar. The thought only further warms your chest once your eyes land on an old love note you’d given him, preserved in a framed picture of you right on his bedside table.

By the time he returns, you’re already under the covers with a cheesy smile and patting the empty space next to you.

He uses some sort of excuse so that he can keep a dim nightlight on: Just so you can see everything in case you need to get up in the middle of the night. And Steve Harrington doesn’t have a secret aversion to the dark.

No, Steve Harrington is a romantic, and he just really wants to see your pretty face.

“Are you okay?” He whispers as he settles beside you. He moves to bring the blanket up to your chin and traces the underside of your jaw with his knuckle.

“Yes, I’m okay, Stevie.” You giggle at his concerned expression and reach up to smooth out the wrinkle in his brow before you convince yourself not to.

“Good. Good…just checking.”

And though you’re both laying face to face, sharing the same sheets, he’s entirely too far away for your liking. All you would have to do is extend your arms just a few inches until they reach his shoulders. But really, it’s a few inches too much.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asks again lowly, noting the pensive expression on your face.

Your stomach flips and your hand flies to pick at the skin of your lips. Now, you would just need to ask. But it’s so difficult when he’s staring right at you, practically oozing adoration. Now there’s a knot in your mouth where your tongue should be.

“Steve?”

He hums. The knot tightens.

“You don’t have to, but…can you, um—would you want to…” you trail off as the rest of your question dissipates.

“Do you…do you want me to hold you?” He finishes for you. He’s already moving to sit up before you can say ‘please,’ eager to wrap you up in his embrace.

You sit up the slightest bit so that he’s able to slither his arm underneath your head. He’s laying on his back while you’re curled into his side. You rest on his bicep, legs tangled with his own and an arm around his middle as you play with the fingers of his other hand.

“Is this okay? Am I hurting you?” You turn slightly so that you’re peering up at his face, chin resting on his shoulder. It’s an awkward angle and you know it’s going to result in a dull ache in your neck, but you can’t be bothered to care with his lips so close.

“No, no,” he’s quick to rush out, “This feels nice. I like this.”

It’s not until you see his wide smile that you notice the ache in your cheeks thanks to your matching expression. Without giving it a second thought, you push yourself up to kiss him, eliciting a sigh from the boy. It’s lazy, and it doesn’t last for more than a few seconds before you’re drawing back to hide your burning face in his chest.

He pauses to gather his bearings and gives you a kiss to the top of your head. “If you wanted a kiss, you could’ve just asked.”

“Shut up, please.”

[roanniom]

for the record i will never get tired of reading steve hitting it from behind ☺️

Just Like That

Steve Harrington x Honey!reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, PIV / unprotected sex

Steve's got you bent over the arm of the living room couch, his hands gripping your hips so hard you're pretty sure the shape of his fingers will never disappear from your skin (not that you would ever want them to).

All you had done was walk in the door, fresh from the Sunday farmer's market in a sun dress and with a smile. That's all it took for Steve to get hard as a rock in his sweatpants. He'd been on you in seconds, grabbing your shopping bags from you and tossing them haphazardly on the table.

"Stevie! You're gonna bruise my peaches!" you shriek when you hear the thud and subsequent rolling of your groceries. But you don't get to check on the well-being of your produce because Steve's already pushing you down over the arm of the couch, pulling up the skirt of your dress and grabbing handfuls of your ass.

"A little busy with my peaches now, honey," Steve jokes. You roll your eyes and laugh, but it turns into a gasp when his fingers begin rubbing at your pussy through your underwear. Steve leans all the way over you so that his chest is pressed to your back, wet kisses raining down on your neck and shoulder where he pushes down the strap.

"So fucking sweet," he muses into your skin. You melt beneath him, wetness immediately gathering at the apex of your legs. Of course this doesn't go unnoticed by Steve, whose fingers delve beneath the hem of your panties. "Gonna be even sweeter for me, honey?"

You moan in approval and that's all it takes for Steve to push two fingers into your wet heat. The intrusion has you keening against the couch, but he holds onto you tightly and works you up to a good pace.

"That's it, baby. Let me be good to you. Wanna be good to me, too, yeah?"

"Yeah, Stevie," you practically whine, all thoughts of your groceries and your errands and the productivity you'd planned for the day completely out of your head.

" 'Course you do, honey." Steve groans as he pulls his hand out from between your legs, licking up your wetness with an obscene smacking sound. The taste of you seems to send him over the edge, because suddenly his hands are everywhere, grabbing and groping and smoothing over every rounded curve, his cock grinding against your ample ass.

"Fuck. I don't think I can be as gentle as I wanna be right now, baby." He punctuates his statement with a slap to your ass, watching it jiggle exactly the way he likes.

" 's okay, Stevie. Just fuck me, please," you mewl, helping him out by dragging your panties down and stepping out of them, widening your stance and wiggling your hips enticingly. Steve's lined up and pressing against your entrance in a matter of seconds and you feel his fat, leaking head push in greedily.

"Hmmm fuck. That's it," Steve hums as he slides in, filling you to the hilt. He bends over you again and sucks at the side of your neck, making you feel entirely engulfed. Exactly as you like it. Steve rolls his hips and begins to find a rhythm, building up to a rapid thrust that's got wet smacking sounds ringing throughout your small apartment.

"Fuck, honey. Take it. Just like that. Just like that, honey."

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Hope you enjoyed, please reblog and/or comment <3

[xoxo-honeyy]

she can put that hammer in my pus-

Abby and hammer 🔨

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Horny Pms thots for tonight- period sex.

Not your thing, just ignore.

Of course you're like "no, you really don't have to."

"We don't have to, but do you want to?" He genuinely asks, his arms wrapped around you in a loose hug to keep you from bolting away, he can only anticipate how self conscious this made you, and probably your shitty fucking ex made it even worst.

Your face hid in against his chest, heating up till you felt like you might sizzle. Yeah you wanted to, you really were so sensitive during this time and sex would probably feel amazing. But that one time you brought it up with Jake made you feel like you were to disgusting, that you were messed up for even considering it.

"What about the-"

"Honey you think a little blood bothers me?" He tipped your head up to look at him. "The mess? Nothing that can't be cleaned up."

You eyed the bed a moment, Curtis going quiet knowing now you were considering what he was saying. "I guess we could lay a towel down..."

"If that would help you feel better we can. I can draw you a bath after so you can soak and leave it to me." He compromised, turning you away to look back at him, focus on what he was saying before your mind ran with why you shouldn't. "Let me love on you Honey, you know I can make you feel good."

You worried your lip, knowing that you were making this more complicated then it needed to be. Your boyfriend was practically begging to let him take care of you and you couldn't deny the idea turned you on. "You really want this?"

"I've never been more serious in my life Pretty Girl, if I didn't want to at least try, I wouldn't have ever brought it up."

You gave a little nod of your head, finally giving into his request. "Okay." Your hands balled into his shirt, hoping you weren't making a mistake.

"Okay as in...?"

"I want it too." The pleased smile he flashed you, the intense lustfilled eyes were suddenly snapped on and they made you feel so seen while heat raced through you.

Curtis rumbled out while backing you the last few steps into the bedroom, making you feel suddenly small as he seemed to tower over you. "I fucking love you for trusting me like this Honey."

[tealfling]

I write BG3 fanfiction featuring my Tav romances.

Some of my fics are now on AO3!

Amaranth, Tiefling Cleric of the Raven Queen

Tiefling Spice -Amaranth speculates with Astarion about the taste of blood

Reflect -Amaranth is upset with Astarion for calling her naïve

Blood Banks & Bartering -Amaranth & Karlach decides to fuck with everyone's least favorite blood sucker fangirl Drow

Do Not Go Far From Me -Astarion is out of sight for a hot minute, Amaranth has a panic attack about it

UnWell -The Sic fic

This is Us -Amaranth finds everyone's favorite BrainThing

Fate Touched -Amaranth remembers the conditions under which she met the Raven Queen

Random Amaranth hc Q&As 1 2

Coren, Tiefling Storm Sorcerer

Down -Coren takes Rolan in her mouth 18+ NSFW

Terms of Endearment - self explanatory self indulgent HC fluff

A Gift- a small drabble about giving Rolan a novelty gift

Circuit of Devotion- Rolan likes it so he put a ring on it

Mystra's Bane- a Coren ship drabble written by my favorite @faerunsbest

OC Charts:

Zephyr, Tiefling Wild Magic Sorcerer

Timing -Gale and Astarion talk about their tiefling lovers

Honey, Tiefling Circle of the Moon Druid

[itwasthereaminuteago]

Vampire!Matt Murdock head canons

@yarrystyleeza

Frank is with him when he's turned, waiting in the shadows unable to do anything as he watches a senior vampire of The Hand drain the life from Matt.

Frank's actually a very good friend. He covers for him when hes not ready to tell you or Karen and Foggy, even lets him drink from him when Matt's desperate, although he gets a lot of his nourishment from taking a quick sip from the unconscious assholes that they've beaten up.

His newfound strength and speed make him even more formidable to those that would threaten the safety of the good people of Hell's Kitchen.

It takes a looooong time for him not to feel guilty about feeding from you, even though you've assured him you're more than happy for him to.

He always makes sure you're comfortable when he does, plenty of cushions on the couch or pillows on the bed, with you lying in his lap or leaning back against his chest. He ensures you've got lots of water or a smoothie or something to keep you hydrated too.

It isn't always sexual, but more often than not, you both have a hard time keeping your hands off each other at 'feeding time'.

It's difficult to resist his charms when he was human, but you submit fully when he traces his lips so delicately over your wrist, kissing and even licking your skin a little before he sinks his fangs into your flesh as gently as he can.

At first, he always takes from your wrist, then, as he gets more comfortable with the idea, you encourage him to nibble on other parts of you, namely along your neck and inner thighs.

He's always told you that you taste sublime when he gives you oral pleasure, and the sweet tang of your blood has him singing your praises just as much, and you enjoy it.

I saw this post about vampire cockwarming, and Matt would most definitely do this with you in the mornings when you're cosy and warm for maximum effect.

He may keep a wide berth of churches now, but he'll never not be a sad, guilt-ridden Catholic boy at his unbeating heart.

He still feels he needs to suffer, as though his curse isn't suffering enough.

[xoxo-honeyy]

guys

joel miller is so jewish like just look at him (i’m jewish)

he, tommy and, sarah all have jewish-coded names

tommy would go over to their small house ever friday night and bring over a loaf of challah

theennn post out break joel teaches ellie all about judaism and being jewish when they’re settled in jackson, and she would be very curious about all the foods and customs they did pre-outbreak

i would love to write more abt this so send me asks/requests plz!!

[therealslimshakespeare]

Finally getting my nails done in a few hours and all i can think about is how nice they would look wrapped around Gale’s..ehm.

*juicy little fat faucet*?!

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

*Honey is writing fervently while high way to hell is blasting in the background*

"oh that is hot.... yass queen, dominate that man with your thighs...."

read in sponge-bob narrator voice: *a few moments later*

"wait, I have enough to release a chapter a week, I should start kinktober and the 12 days of christmas!"

*proceeds to pull up challenge/events file, excitement now bubbling away*

"what kinks shall I do this year?"

*giggles, highway to hell grows louder*

[thisismeracing]

I'm sending this in bc I have been gathering random thoughts but don't worry about answering right the way!

okay first

-mick is kind of a golden retriever but in my opinion he is more of a blue eyed labrador

maybe bc he's a little shy and g retrievers are all out a have a very energetic vibe even when with strangers they're over energetic, but I feel like mick is more of a shy person who might be social but doesn't initiate any interaction + mick with short hair looks exactly like a labrador don't lie to yourself guys

-mick invites estie everywhere bc he's a very intuitive person (not that you need it to see it) but he feels like estie is always kinda left out even when he is invited to things - he is a empath and you can't change mind

-I know how bad it is to "diagnose" people out of nowhere BUT as a neurodivergent my self I feel such a neurodivergent vibe from him?!? am I the only one?

-out of all the drivers he's the one who seems to try to get out of his bubble the most (if we count Seb and Lewis out) he engages and tries to learn + support a lot of things that are socially important, out of the younger drivers he is the one who shows most interested in it too. I worry so much that once Lewis retires (still crying about Seb), we will basically have no drivers who strives for diversity and equality as strongly as they do

-I will say that i'm a gemini and the person I had the best romantic relationship was a Aries, Idk why people hate them?? They are literally one of the best zodiac signs, there is nothing about them I don't like, I don't know what that says about me

now I will also admit that the worst romantic relationship I've had was with a Cancer, he was the most emotionally manipulative person I ever met, please avoid them at all costs romantically (just a warning- I mean a tip)

btw love you lots and love how you answer everything that is sent in

- 🎀 anon

-oMG I- I CAN TOTALLY SEE IT AND I HAVE TO AGREE!! HAHAHAH I can't unsee it! Now, every time I pass a lab I'm gonna think about Mick lol

-I had the same feeling tbh. I think he is the kind of person who likes to make everyone feel loved and welcomed, so sometimes even without noticing he gravitates towards the less famous in the crowd. 🥹

-I think this may be like on the estie bestie point: he just radiates such good energy that we can't help but identify with him, maybe that leads us to "getting X vibe" like you just did 💗 (I'm not elaborating much on this point bc I feel like this is a very personal and delicate subject so yup).

-I've been refraining to think about Lewis' retirement because I have the same feeling you do. It's not that the others don't care (some really don't tbh), but there's a difference in how he acts and how some of the grid acts. Lewis tends to use his voice more, just like Seb did/still do, and this is what we need: people who understand that their biggest power is their voice, not only their money when the conversation is creating diverse and prejudice-free spaces.

-I honestly don't understand much about astrology, though I do believe in it. But if Mick has any red flags related to his star sign you can bet I'm acting colorblind about it 😘👍🏾 I've never really stopped to notice how people talk about Aries, I'm making a point out of it now. Maybe Gemini people like to do exactly what others told them not to hahaha thank you for the tip!! I'm gonna keep an eye open for them!! 👀✍️🏾

aweeee, love you too, honey!! thanks for the ask, I'm patiently waiting for the next round *mwah* 💖💖💖

[roanniom]

Honey

Steve Harrington x plus size!fem!reader

Steve Harrington has always been a strictly “baby” or “babe” type of pet name-giver. There’s something classic and masculine about sticking to the tried and true. Or at least that’s what he thought back when he was douchebag King Steve.

Since meeting you, however, it’s like the chemical makeup of his brain has changed. You came into his life - all pillowy curves and rounded edges and sweet sweet sweet. Your voice is syrup. Your laugh is dulcet. Your body makes his mouth water and all he wants to do is touch and taste taste taste.

So to Steve, you are strictly known as “honey.” It’s fitting. Cloyingly so. You go down smooth and viscous, coating his insides and raising his heart rate. One look from you and Steve’s on his hands and knees, ready to lap you up in any way you’ll allow. Not that you’d ever withhold something from him. No, not your Stevie. He gets whatever he wants, especially because he always asks so sweetly.

“Oh honey, you can’t come out here looking like this when our friends are about to arrive,” he basically pleads with you on more than one occasion. You laugh him off dismissively, knowing you’re dressed in your regular clothes and your boyfriend is just dramatic, but like clockwork he’s got his arms around you and his face nosing against your jaw. “If they get to see you like this, give me a quick peek at the rest of it. You know. To tide me over.”

You squeal as he gropes at you but you laugh and let him lead you to the bedroom and undress you, even though you only have a half hour till company gets there. You let Steve stare till you laugh at him for not blinking - and maybe not even breathing - and then he’s on you. Lavishing every inch of your sugar coated being with attention as fast as he can.

“Fuck…” he breathes out after placing a string of sucking kisses to your breast’s. His hair is rumpled already and you make a mental note to help him fix it before Robin or Eddie can arrive and taunt him about it. Steve looks at you, blurry eyes and already seemingly fucked out though all he’s done is pull his cock from his boxers and rub it against your entrance. You bask in his heated attention, awaiting his words which you know will flow out hot and eager and dripping with affection.

“You’re so fucking sweet, honey. And all mine. All mine.”

[hyperfixatinglove]

Jacob would love my pink scooter & let me push it even if we'd go really slow ♥ Just us goofs goofing off on scooter I use as mobility aid

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

do we have any updates on the progression of "do you have any thoughts about beckman" now that it's been a bit since last time

(<- trying to inflict u with terminal beck disease)

ngl my dear buddy the brainrot has not increased since last time due to painful terminal Mishanks brainrot, HOWEVER. It has not decreased. Steady state of beck brainrot achieved So I invite u to hit me with ur best shot, guns blazing shotgun at the ready to use as a club, infect away

[whoahoney]

I have so many things cooking rn I don’t even know which ones to finish! Help me out and drop a vote 😌🫶🏻