#nearly broke my fuckin nose cause some asshole would sit in the front seat and trip me every time i got on for like a solid week

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

"unicron" being a serious term in transformers lore is bringing me back to my blue sky days. guy with a cigarette looking out the window. i havent heard that name in 84 years

[ughthatimagineblog]

not your baby (part two)

steve harrington x reader | part one

requested:  Okay first off, “I’m Their Healer” is AMAZING and i loved the plot twist at the end!! You are extremely talented! Could you maybe do a Steve Harrington x Reader that involves the reader being a shy, but really sweet and caring new girl that accidently pisses off Billy somehow and Steve comes to the rescue? Id love for him to get revenge and kick his ass. Then the girl meets the Party (and loves Max cause they both have red hair?) WOW thats specific sorry so dont do it unless you want to!

warnings: cursing (a lot), fighting, billy being a major butt, kind of sexual assault? kinda. kinda.

word count: 2017 (lol)

a/n: so i changed it to where the demodog doesnt come crashing through the window and Elle just kills them all. some other small details are changed im sure but other than that I stuck to it. hope yall enjoy! :)

 Your personal dramas were all cut short when the reality of the Upside Down really set in. You were on your way to Nancy’s, only to find she wasn’t home. Then, you were picked up by some kid named Dustin and Steve to help catch what he called a demodog. Cut to you, now scared and skeptical, in the backseat of a bus in the old Hawkins junkyard with three of Mike Wheeler’s friends.  “Guys, I’m not even sure if I want to be here, can’t I just go home and you can play your game without me?” You complained and Dustin glared at you. “It’s not a game.”  You looked at Steve, for the first time all night actually, and he nodded. “It’s not.” He confirmed. “You’re in on this too?” You asked. “Unbelievable. A bus filled with two redheads, which Max, I’m a fan of the hair believe me,” You smiled despite going literally insane about the events happening before you. “Two eighth graders and a senior who are all psy-” You couldn’t finish your sentence when a loud growl was heard outside. 

 “What was that?” You were quick to ask. Steve immediately stood up. “They’re here.” He stated, grabbing his bat and moving to the front of the group. Lucas, who was also Mike’s friend, came crawling down the ladder. “Shit, shit, shit.” He muttered on his way down.  “Is he out there?” Steve asked. “Yeah but he isn’t going for the bait.” Lucas reported. Your eyes were darting between the two, starting to get scared that they were serious and a monster that ate Dustin’s cat was truly out there.

 Steve’s eyes darted to you and you saw something in them. Something you saw that day Billy showed up. When you exchanged glances and he switched seats almost to. . . protect you.  Something was felt in your heart that you couldn’t explain, but you couldn’t voice it before Steve was handing Dustin the lighter and walking out the door. You moved up the ladder with Lucas to watch what was going on in the yard. You could see a creature on four legs in the distance. You were about to make the excuse it was a dog, when it’s face opened up and released a blood curdling growl.  You clasped a hand over your mouth and Lucas leaned over to whisper. “Now you believe us?” You nodded. “Steve is going to fight that? Alone?” Lucas nodded. You looked to your right and your stomach dropped. “But what about those.” You pointed to the other creatures that entered the junkyard. Soon there were about five or six and Steve was well outnumbered.  You and Lucas rushed down the ladder and slammed open the bus door. “Abort! Abort! Steve!” You called after him and it was almost too late when he noticed he was outnumbered. You held the door open and he rushed in, making his escape. You shut the door and were about to go back up the ladder to scout the area when thuds were heard on the roof and a terrifying face popped through the fire escape hatch.  You screamed and Steve nearly knocked you over, pushing himself in front of you. “Out of the way!” He shouted, waving his bat at the ‘demodog’. His face opened up but before it could bite, a distant screech was heard and its head popped up. Deciding you all weren’t interesting enough, it changed its mind, and retreated. Leaving most of you dumbfounded.  “It left.” Lucas said, breathing heavily. “No, no, they didn’t leave,” Steve said, opening the door and looking to the distance.  “They are going somewhere.”

By the time you reached Hawkins lab and piled everyone into cars, your feet hurt and you were crying. Sobbing even. Never in a thousand worlds or lifetimes would you expect all this to be real. And to hear someone died made it even more surreal.  You were in the back of Hoppers cop car with Steve and the ‘Party’ when you felt a hand on your knee. It was Steve’s. “Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay. I know this is all overwhelming but it’s going to be okay. Come here.” He offered his arms out to you and you sniffed, wiping your nose on your jacket.  “Like you said, Steve, I’m not your girlfriends best friend so you don’t have to be nice to me.” You said back, bitterly. “I know.” He said. You looked to his face. There was no sign of sarcasm. No smirk. Just a pure gesture.  Reluctantly, you scooted to the other side of the back of the van and sat next to Steve, who wrapped his arms around you, allowing you to lay your head on his shoulder where you fell asleep. For the time being.

 When you woke up, you woke up on Joyce Byers couch. There were no adults to be seen and only Lucas and Max were sitting in a chair across the room. It was unfamiliar. You didn’t know where Hopper was or even Steve. Steve. Where was he?  You sat up quickly, catching the attention of Lucas and Max. Seeing you in your panicked state, they rushed to your side. “It’s okay. Hey, Steve’s in the kitchen talking with Mike and Dustin.” Max explained while Lucas called Steve’s name.  He came in and explained everything. Where Joyce and Hopper were, where the rest of the team were, what had happened and how they kept you safe.  “So this girl, Eleven, she took the dogs down?” You asked to clarify, sitting at the table with a glass of water. “Yes.” Steve confirmed and you nodded slowly. “Okay.” You said calmly. “Are you good now?” He asked. You nodded. “I have to be. It’s my reality. Besides, if any of the dogs come back, i’ll kick their asses.” You said confidently, finding the best way to cope with your fear was to fight it.  “Alright.” Steve nodded but was cut off by Max and Lucas arguing in the living room. You both got up to see what the commotion was all about.  

 “What’s going on?” Steve asked and you stood beside him. “Billy’s here. He’s looking for me. If he finds me I’ll get killed, or worse, we will.” She gestured to both her and Lucas. You and Steve looked to each other.  “I’ll handle him.” You stepped forward. “What? Y/N, no!” Steve protested but you held a hand up to his chest. “Listen, hot stuff, you’ve protected me from this asshole enough. Let me handle this, okay?” You said, and he shrugged, backing off. “Good to know the old you is back.” He made the snide remark before watching you go. From the inside, he surveyed the situation from the side of the window.

 Outside, Billy was just turning off his car when you stepped out the front door. “What are you doing here, Billy?” You asked, arms crossed.  “Ooh, Y/N. Funny meeting you here.” He smiled a sly smile and you felt bile rise in your throat. You wanted to spit. “Not that funny. You aren’t laughing.” You replied, not letting emotion cake your features.  Billy approached you slowly, his cigarette hanging between his lips. “Feisty. Nice.” He commented and lifted his hand to brush one of your hairs away but you pushed his hand away.  Inside, the gesture made Steve flinch. He wanted to walk outside and deck that guy. But Dustin held him back. They both knew you could hold your own. For now.  “Too bad I’m not here for you.” He stated, crossing his arms and taking another drag. “Yeah, then what are you here for?” You replied. “My little sister.” He turned from looking behind you and looked straight at you. “Who?”  “Shot, redhead, bit of a bitch?” Billy asked, flicking his cigarette into the ground. You nearly rolled your eyes. “Never seen her.” You shrugged. “Oh yeah?” Billy commented. “Then who’s that?” He pointed behind you and in the window you saw four heads duck down.  “Shit.” You muttered to yourself before you felt two arms wrap around you, spin you around and back you into the door of his car. Billy pressed his body against you and you leaned away best you could, trying to escape the stench of cigs and cheap cologne.  “Now, I could let this go, if I get one night with you. . . What do you say, baby?” He whispered grossly into your ear, ghosting his lips over your neck. If this was anyone else, if this was Steve you’d be turned on. But it wasn’t. So you were disgusted.  “She isn’t your baby.” You heard Steve say and a door slamming open. He was quickly making his way across the front yard and Billy was just pulling away from you when you saw Steve’s fist collide with Billy’s face. You were so surprised it took you a moment to recuperate.  “Now this is the King I’ve been hearing so much about. And last I heard, she was single. So who’s baby is she?” Billy shouted, gathering himself from the pavement, a smirk plastered on his lips once again.

 Steve’s face had a look you had never seen before. It made you scared. He was angry. More than angry, he was seething. “Don’t you fuckin’ touch her Billy or I swear to God I’ll rip your fuckin’ face off, you hear me?” Steve shouted and ran at Billy again, tackling him to the ground. From there, Steve took a few blows. Two to the side of his ribs and one to the face but all of them he was quick to recover from.  You decided to run inside and take action. You grabbed a needle and filled it with the sedative you assumed was used earlier to sedate Will.

 You were pushing through the kids at the doorway when you saw Steve repeatedly punching Billy, who was smiling the whole time. “She’s fuckin’ mine, that’s who.” Steve grunted and your heart leapt, stunning you in your place for only a moment.  She’s fuckin’ mine.

It was Max who broke your daze and stripped those words from echoing in your mind. “Y/N!” She shouted and you jumped, finally snapping out of your trance and rushing up to the scene. You plunged the needle into Billy’s neck which made the struggling boy go limp. You pulled Steve off of him, repeatedly saying it was over and he won.  He stopped resisting when he looked at you, realizing why he got so angry.

Inside, Billy’s passed out body was laying on the couch while the kids left you alone with Steve in the kitchen. You were cleaning up his wounds when you decided to comment on what he had said.

 “Steve-” You began but he cut you off by putting his hand on the one that was dabbing the wound on his lip. “I know what I said. And I’m sorry.” He looked at you. “Why?” You asked, breathless and heart speeding at a million miles an hour. “I don’t know. I just. . . When I saw you and Billy out there and he had his hands on you, and his body on yours. . . It just made me so angry. And I realized that maybe I like you more than just a friend.” Steve explained. “I know it wasn’t right of me to call you mine. You’re not and I-” You held up a hand to stop him in his tracks. “I will gladly be yours. All you had to do was ask. Truth be told, Harrington, I’ve always liked you. I just didn’t know I did until the night of the party. So, no need to apologize.” You gave him a quick kiss on his cheek.  “What about Nancy?” He asked, lacing his fingers through your free hand. You thought long and hard about that for a moment. “She has Jonathan now.” You shrugged and smiled, leaning in for a kiss, one Steve gladly returned.

You broke away by the sound of Dustin’s voice. “So are you our mom now?”

@izzy-zzz I hope you enjoyed!

[sexymusclebeast7]

Some naughty fan fic - part 3 (final)

Read Part 1 here: https://sexymusclebeast7.tumblr.com/post/162576272540/some-naughty-fan-fic

Read Part 2 here: ttps://sexymusclebeast7.tumblr.com/post/162659548610/some-naughty-fan-fic-pt-2

He-Man knelt down in front of Skeletor’s throne. He pulled on Skeletor’s legs, moving his ass to the edge of the seat and causing him to lean back to rest his head against the back of the throne. The result was the light glinted off Skeletor’s ripped abs, thick and dense.

He-Man ran his hands up Skeletor’s thighs. When he got to his hips, he continued to rubs his hands up Skeletor’s abs and pecs. He-Man leaned down and started licking the outside of Skeletor’s underwear next to his dick. Skeletor reached out and put one hand on He-Man’s massive shoulder and the other around the back of He-Man’s head, moaning with pleasure.

“Oh god, He-Man, that’s feels good.” Skeletor said.

“Just wait till I get your dick soaked in my saliva.” He-Man replied.

Skeletor felt waves of pleasure waft over him as he no longer had to hide his erection and it felt even better to have He-Man massaging his package with his mouth. He squeezed his fingers into He-Man’s shoulder, but his muscles were so dense that they barely made a dent. His dense, thickly packed muscle made Skeletor even more aroused.

He-Man’s hands continued to rub over Skeletor’s body as He-Man said between playful bites, “I didn’t realize how hard your body is.” He looked up at Skeletor playfully, “I thought all your shreds were just for show.”

But Skeletor was unwilling to rise to the bait. He was too caught up in the thought of having He-Man service him.

He-Man used his teeth to begin to pull back the waistband of Skeletor’s underwear. He licked around the shaft of Skeletor’s penis and heard him inhale sharply.

“Mmmm…” He-Man moaned, “someone’s a big boy. Looks like we finally found the source of your confidence, eh?” He pulled his underwear down all the way and watched as Skeletor’s dick bounced up and down after being freed. It was probably 10 inches long and as thick as wrist, but He-Man was secretly gratified to know that his own dick was larger. He-Man grabbed Skeletor’s bouncing dick and licked the underside of his penis from base to tip.

“Oh, shit, that feels good,” Skeletor exclaimed in a breathy voice.

He-Man slipped his dick in his mouth and shoved it as far back into his throat as it would go. He sucked and licked it as he pulled it out. He repeated this action several times, causing Skeletor to grunt in ecstasy. He-Man smiled at the pleasure he was giving Skeletor.

“Hmmm…” He-Man moaned as he worked Skeletor’s shaft. Spitting on it and lubricating it. “I love how hard your big, blue dick is. I think it’s even harder than your body. And your body is so fuckin’ tight, man.” More licking and sucking. He-Man was working Skeletor up to a frenzy.

“Oh, He-Man, how are you so good at this?!” Skeletor raved. Clearly, He-Man was meeting all his expectations and more. “Even your tongue and mouth are strong..” he started panting… “I can feel how strong and powerful you are…” he felt himself close to climaxing, “oh, oh… oh… yeah. Oh yeah, that’s so good.”

He-Man knew he was close to making Skeletor ejaculate. He sucked his dick into his mouth and starting tonguing the tip of his penis. Skeletor arched his back and lifted his pelvis. He-Man reached underneath with one hand and squeezed his ass while fingering his asshole with his thumb.

“You like that?” He said between sucks. Skeletor could only grunt to say “yes.” He-Man cupped Skeletor’s ball sack with his other hand and gently massaged it.

“Oh my god!” Skeletor yelled in rapture.

He-Man replied with equal enthusiasm, “oh yeah, oh fuck yeah – I love your cock, man.” Sucking, sucking, licking and the sound of wet suction. “Hmm… I can’t believe I’m finally sucking your cock man. Hmmm..  I love it! And I’m gonna keep sucking your cock – yeah, oh yeah, I’m gonna suck you dry. I’m gonna suck your fucking cock fuckin’ dry, man!”

“Oh fuck!” Skeletor yelled as his hormones rose to a pulsating frenzy. “Oh yeah! Oh fuck! Fuck me! Oh, you’re making me fuckin’ cum…” and with a final flex of his whole body he exploded into He-Man’s mouth who was more than ready for him.

“Ohhhh…” Skeletor moaned as he felt the orgasm pulsing over him in waves and ebbing and flowing as it gradually subsided.

He-Man gently slurped up all his bitter, hot, sticky cum and gently massaged the tip of Skeletor’s dick with his throat, to help release the follow-up jizz. He-Man kept his cock in his mouth until he felt his dick relaxing and return to its limp, but firm state.

After taking his dick out of his mouth, he kissed his way up Skeletor’s abs. When he got to his pecs, he rubbed them with his hands and playfully bit into their meaty thickness. He slipped Skeletor’s underwear back on and gently massaged his ass.

Skeletor broke the silence as he said, “well, that’s obviously not the first time you’ve done that, is it?”

He-Man just winked at him slyly and smiled without saying a word, then he kissed his way across Skeletor’s shoulder and down to his bicep, which Skeletor flexed obligingly.

“Your biceps are so fucking full and round – I love it! I hate how hot your body gets me, though. You’re my sworn enemy and all I want to do is lick your body.” He-Man said.

He licked Skeletor’s bicep in one long lick from elbow to arm-pit. When he got to his armpit, he nuzzled his nose in it and licked around, noticing the absence of any armpit hair or sweat.

Skeletor, meanwhile, was making good use of his own hands, by rubbing or stroking He-Man anywhere he could – shoulders, back, lats, arms, etc.

“I feel the same way.” Skeletor admitted. “I hate how you turn me on the instant I see you. I also hate how it’s you that I often think of when I’m… you know – “romancing” myself, so to speak.”

This made He-Man smile. “It doesn’t really surprise me. At least, that wouldn’t be the first time I heard something like that.” He said smugly.

“God! I even hate how much I get turned on by your arrogance!!”

He-Man just smiled again. “Is it arrogance, when I have the power to back it up?” He-Man straightened up and took a step back. He looked at Skeletor’s nearly naked body leaning back against his throne and said, “well, I kept my promise and jerked you off first. Now it’s my turn, right?”

Skeletor nodded, not sure what He-Man was going to do next. He-Man leaned forward over Skeletor, but rather than put his hands on him, he placed his hands on the two armrests of the throne. Still, He-Man’s massive pecs were bulging in Skeletor’s face. Then with a massive grunting yell, he ripped the armrests from the throne and tossed the jumbled bones to the floor with a clatter. So now it was just the seat and the back of the throne that Skeletor was seated on. He-Man stepped forward, placing one leg on one side and his other leg on the other side, straddling Skeletor and the throne’s seat. He reached his hands around Skeletor’s lats and placed his palms against the back of the throne. With a powerful push and an impressive chest flex, he broke the back of the throne off, leaving only the seat. Skeletor had to scoot back in order to sit upright with nothing to lean against.

He-Man looked down at Skeletor and said, “you wanna see real power?” And he started to squeeze his enormous thighs together. Skeletor heard the bones that made up the seat of his throne begin to creak. He-Man kept closing his massive legs together and crushed the bones that Skeletor was sitting on. As the seat crumbled, he reached out and grabbed Skeletor around the waist, and as easily as if he had been a bag of flour, raised him into the air and throw him on to his shoulder. Skeletor braced himself by putting his hands on the small of He-Man’s back and around his waist.

“Holy Shit!” was all Skeletor could say. It wasn’t just the demonstration of power that He-Man had just exhibited, but the incredible thickness of his back, narrowing down to an impossibly small waist. Skeletor put his hands on He-Man’s ass and felt the incredible hardness of his ass. He-Man strode to the back of the throne room, opposite to where he had entered. Skeletor could only appreciate how hard He-Man’s glutes were as he walked.

He walked through the entry way and across the stone hall to another doorway. The door was closed. With Skeletor draped across one shoulder, he lifted a leg and kicked the door inward – ripping it off his hinges.

“It wasn’t locked, you great big douche bag!” Skeletor yelled. He-Man snickered and walked into the war room. He whipped Skeletor off his shoulder and set him down roughly on his back on the low stone table in the center of the room. It was the perfect height for what he wanted to do.

He stepped up to the edge of the table and pulled Skeletor’s legs around his waist. His crotch was at the perfect height and now Skeletor knew what he was going to do.

He-Man stroked Skeletor’s thighs and said, “You know what really gets me horny? The way you talk about my body. So tell, me – what do you like about my body?”

Skeletor resigned himself to the situation and gave in. “I like how big you are.” He began and as he continued to describe He-Man’s body, He-Man’s dick grew harder and harder. “I love how big your muscles are. I’ve never seen anyone like you. I don’t know how you got so fucking huge, but you’re like a bull that mated with a tank. Your muscles are so fuckin’ thick, full and dense, you look like you’re made out of iron and when you flex – oh god, when you flex – it’s like watching a goddamn granite statue being turned into fucking steel. Your veins practically explode under your dry, grainy, dick skin and I can see every striation on your massive pecs, shoulders and quads. Just looking at your unbelievable proportions makes me jizz in my shorts. I mean, how in the hell can your shoulders be so fucking broad that you can’t even walk through a doorway straight on? You always have to turn to the side, in order to fit through without completely destroying the door frame! And that waist?! I swear your massive fucking thighs are twice the size of your tiny waist.”

By now He-Man was totally ready. His dick had grown so big that it was pulling his underwear away from his body and was threatening to burst through the dense fabric.

He-Man needed to jack off and soon. He had closed his eyes, but now opened them and looked at Skeletor as he said, “You thought I was big before? Wait ‘til you see little He-Man!” He reached down and ripped the already strained underwear from his body like it had been tissue paper. His massive dick whipped out and he rested it on Skeletor’s reclined body.

Skeletor raised his head up to see it and shouted, “Holy shit!” his bony jaw dropping wide. Little He-Man wasn’t so little. “God damn it He-Man, how in the hell can you even walk with that thing between your legs?!” It was at least as thick as a fist and easily 13 inches long. The tip of his dick rubbed against Skeletor’s abs and for the first time, Skeletor was actually scared, knowing what He-Man was going to do with little He-Man.

“No!” Skeletor yelled, “you can’t! There’s no way that’s gonna fit…”

He-Man responded by putting his hands under Skeletor’s knees and forcing his legs up, putting Skeletor into the “receiving” position and saying, “why don’t you stop whining like a little bitch?” “Cause if you’re gonna act like a little bitch, I’m gonna treat you like a little bitch.”

He-Man guided the tip of his cock to Skeletor’s anus. “Are you ready to know what real power feels like?” And he powerfully thrusted his hips forward, pushing his massive dong into Skeletor’s ass. Skeletor cried out in pain. It felt like someone was shoving a log up into his intestines. But as He-Man started working his cock back and forth, it began to feel pleasurable to him and he loved having He-Man inside of him.

“Oh yeah,” he cried, getting an erection again and feeling for his own dick. He-Man moaned in pleasure and said, “I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for this. I’m gonna fuck you so hard!” More rhythmic pumping, feeling the Skeletor’s sphincter put just the right pressure on his shaft. He’d pull it out to the tip, then shove it back in and pump. “I love how strong you are. The last person I did this to I crushed their pelvis into fragments.”

Somehow this aroused Skeletor even more, who couldn’t even speak. Finally finding his voice he said, “then say it…”

“Say what?” He-Man asked as they both began to sweat.

“You know!” Skeletor yelled, panting and breathless, “just say it already!!” He-Man thought for a second and then smiled as he realized what Skeletor was talking about. “You really want me to?”

Skeletor grunted, “ugh, don’t make me beg. You know you want to anyway…”

“Okay,” He-Man said, his ass hardening with every thrust. He reached around the outside of Skeletor’s legs and picked him up off the table by his ass. He raised him up, just high enough to slide his dick out and then, with a voice like thunder, he rammed his massive cock up into Skeletors ass and yelled, “I HAVE THE POWER!!”

His voice echoed around the room, which shook with the emanations of power that radiated out from his penetration. The power was so intense that he orgasmed multiple times and shot the most massive load of cum into Skeletor.

He stood there for a few minutes, holding Skeletor in the air and on his dick like he didn’t weigh a thing. He had to wait to pull little He-Man out when the ecstasy subsided and his post-cum stopped. They were both panting from the workout and intense pleasure. Soon their breathing returned to normal. He-Man slid Skeletor off his cock and stood him upright before him. They stood there, head to head. He-Man admiring how cut and ripped Skeletor was, but knowing that his own muscles were bigger and thicker and that he easily out powered him.

Skeletor said sheepishly, “maybe next time, you could bottom for me?”

He-Man thought for a second and said seductively, “possibly. It depends - are you willing to risk having my ass crush little Skeletor?”

Skeletor’s face was expressionless, as always, but tilted his head to the side and said, “I’m willing to risk it...”