#queenofthefaceless

[hopeamarsu]

I'm going to need a moment.

Holy fuck.

When you reach your high, you freeze on the spot, walls clenching around nothing. It is now that you feel empty, your craving barely sated. You need more, and by the look on Joel’s face, as well as his unsteady breaths, so does he.

not a want, but a need—Joel Miller x f!reader**

summary: you're a sucker for Joel's fresh-out-the-shower look.

word count: cca. 1.2k

WARNINGS: established relationship, car sex, sub!Joel, praise kink, dry humping.

A/N: this is literally just me trying to make something of that scene at the end of ep 3 lmao. that's it, that's the plot. Also, to the anon who sent me the request I accidentally deleted, I hope this is what you had in mind!

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gif: @jdmorganz

You admire his features from the passenger’s seat, your eyes roaming over his clean figure. He’s got his salt and pepper hair now slicked back, still wet from the shower, and he smells of soap and cologne. Fuck.

It’s him, all of him, his characteristic musky scent mixed with the cologne that truly sends you over the edge.

He’s got on a green flannel shirt that just fits him so well, all you can do is gawk in appreciation at him.

“Ready to go?”

The vibrations of his coarse voice, rich with care, go straight to your belly, fueling the fire that began to ignite. He watches you with curiosity as you unbuckle your seatbelt and you lean over to give him a yearning look.

“In a minute,” you say, leaning further in to kiss him.

Joel is surprised to say the least, but the happily reciprocates. For the first time in a long time, you’re not in a hurry and you actually got the time to enjoy yourselves.

And boy, do you want to enjoy him right about now.

The kiss deepens, turning sloppy, and you move carefully onto his lap, straddling him. Joel doesn’t question it, not now, at least. It’s difficult to think properly when you’re in such compromising positions that exhibit your desire for him. He wraps one hand around your waist, the other being used to recline the seat backwards so as to offer you both the necessary space. You pepper wet and hot kisses all over his jaw and his neck, sucking on a particular spot that has him hard almost on command. He grunts, eyes closed and body quickly surrendering to your sweet yet devilish ministrations. He doesn’t know what he did well in this life to deserve something so magnificent, but he selfishly embraces it.

“Right here?” he checks one more time.

You smile mischievously at him, nodding. “Right here. Is that okay?”

“You won’t hear me complain, darlin’.”

You resume the kiss, all while Joel’s hands cup your ass, squeezing it through the fabric. It’s nowhere near enough and the space is limited, but plenty for what you have in mind. You’ll make do – you did before. All Joel knows in this moment is that he’s at your mercy.

You start to grind on his thigh, finding a position that rubs up against your clothed sex just right. you huff and moan, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders for support. While you ride his thigh, Joel holds onto your waist, eyes in awe over your body using his, kissing your neck.

“Use me,” he murmurs in your ear, and you release a wanton cry. “Atta girl, just like that. There you go, take what you need… mhm.”

You pick up the pace, your moans music to his ears. You don’t know what possessed you to go for this; maybe it’s just your usual yearning for being with Joel, maybe it’s the sight of a freshly cleaned Joel with wet hair or a combination of the two and other elements, but it’s working like a charm.

Fire spreads rapidly through your veins, settling in your belly. Joel keeps uttering sweet nothings in your ear as you keep riding his thigh, the friction hitting your pussy just right.

“Fuck – Joel… ohhh fuck…”

“Keep going, good girl… that’s right, you got this, baby… you got it, baby, keep going.”

When you reach your high, you freeze on the spot, walls clenching around nothing. It is now that you feel empty, your craving barely sated. You need more, and by the look on Joel’s face, as well as his unsteady breaths, so does he.

“Need you inside me,” is all you tell him before you start fumbling with the zipper of his jeans.

Joel’s hands jump to your aid, unbuckling his pants and fisting his cock, now fully erect and resting heavily against his stomach. Your mouth waters and you might just take him in your mouth, but it’s already a tricky situation. Maybe later, when we get home, you think.

You struggle to pull down your own jeans and underwear, carelessly throwing them on the passenger’s seat, and straddling Joel’s lap once again. You sink onto him, slowly, and that first push through your walls has you both moaning in tandem.

“Fuck,” Joel grunts, watching in a haze as you sit snug on his lap, having him fully sheathed inside you.

You give the first experimental roll, forehead locked with his as you then start to move. At first you move in circles, needing to feel as much of him as possible—though you already feel every inch of him, every last bit of him as Joel moves his hips in order to meet with yours.

“This what you wanted?” he breathes at your neck.

“Mhm—feels s’ good—“

“Wanna come like this? All over me?”

“Yes—“

You pick up the pace with Joel’s help: he harshly grabs the flesh of your hips, guiding you up and down on him. Your breaths get more erratic, your throat allowing for more wails as his cock thrusts deeper inside you.

“C’mon, darlin’, gimme a good one… can you give me a good one?”

You’re a slobbering and crying mess at this point, unable to verbalize anything. The best you can muster is a frantic nod of your head as you go up and down, up and down, more and more till inevitably, you reach that much needed pinnacle of ecstasy.

“That’s it, right here—“Joel grunts himself. “Take it, take it… fuck—there you go, s’ good for me…”

You come with his name staining your lips like the finest wine known to mankind, walls fluttering around his cock. That, in return, triggers Joel’s own climax; he pulls out, stroking himself to completion all over your thighs and pussy. You watch the hot seed spill in waves over your skin as well as Joel’s frantic movements over his cock. It takes you both a bit to settle down, remaining locked in that moment.

“I don’t know what it was that prompted this… but I’m nothin’ if not thankful,” Joel coos in amusement, and you chuckle yourself.

“Let’s just say I love your hair like this.”

Joel’s eyes widen at you in surprise. “My hair?”

You nod. “It’s a… a combination. The hair, the scent, the shirt… you.”

You peck his lips, and Joel takes the initiative this time to kiss you hastily, deeply.

“You know how wet you get me,” you tantalize him in between kisses.

“Now I do.”

You kiss him back, and then you help each other with your clothes. The kiss lingers on your mind more than the previous moment, for the sole reason that you know what it actually means to be kissed so roughly by Joel Miller.

He’s gonna pay you back for this.

And by God, you can’t wait.

[ohjoelmiller]

hi! i’m honor of my new obsession with pedro pascal i began watching narcos and within episode one i fell in love with javi. i was wondering if you could recommend me any javier peña fics?

hihi! i actually didn’t have any before this, but i went and read some but i’ll def start reading more javi fics!

enjoy! mostl of these are smutty, read at your own risk! if you’ve read these or these aren’t what you were looking to read sorry! :(

the beginning — by @pedropascalsx

why don’t you — by @queenofthefaceless

wherever you stray, i follow — by @jake-g-lockley

love in real time —by @allfoolsinluv

invite me in — by @mvtthewmurdvck

(series) tell it to my heart — @dreamymyrrh

party favor — by @inklore

i just had to let you know you’re mine — by @tulipsbymybed

far from my eyes — @sweetly-yours-and-mine

the crush — by @the-ginger-hedge-witch

[psychedelic-ink]

To no one's surprise whatsoever I read a lot of joel miller this month lmaodfbf I also just want to give a huge thank you to all the amazing writers out there I have yet to read, your stories bring so much joy to many many people 💜💜💜

please show your support by commenting and/or reblogging!

categories include: pedro pascal characters (max phillips, ezra, frankie morales, din djarin, marcus pike, pero tovar ), the last of us (joel miller, tess), misc. (cassian andor, santiago garcia, marc spector, wanda maximoff, steven grant)

as always don't forget to check the warnings before reading!

click here for last months fic recommendations

PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS

I cannot get you close enough by @leslie-lyman (max phillips)

frankie in new york by @iamskyereads (frankie morales | series)

a cut above by @wildemaven (frankie morales)

catching snowflakes @magpie-to-the-morning (din djarin)

untitled by @frannyzooey (ezra)

Punchbowls & Pincushions by @leslie-lyman (marcus pike)

Boyfriend for Hire by @absurdthirst (ezra)

red by @toomanystoriessolittletime (pero tovar)

darkness by @ezrasbirdie (ezra)

kernow by @honestly-shite (ezra | series)

never going back by @juletheghoul (max phillips)

god is a woman by @wheresarizona (max philllips)

THE LAST OF US

gift (giving) by @inklore (joel miller)

taste by @the-ginger-hedge-witch (joel miller)

middle of the night by @frannyzooey (joel miller)

strange love by @ozarkthedog (joel miller & tess)

strawberry wine by @pedrito-friskito (joel miller | series)

home by @radiowallet (joel miller x tess)

seeing you, seeing me by @amywritesthings (joel miller | series)

morning coffee @mindidjarin (joel miller)

code breaker by @inklore (joel miller)

west by @radiowallet (joel miller)

mine by @toomanystoriessolittletime (joel miller)

not enough by @queenofthefaceless (joel miller)

bloody knuckles by @pedrito-friskito (joel miller)

expectations by @pedrito-friskito (joel miller)

reassurances by @pedrito-friskito (joel miller)

radio static by @foli-vora (joel miller)

fool me twice by @inklore (joel miller)

MISC.

rebel suns by @pedrito-friskito (cassian andor | series)

untitled by @dameronscopilot (benny miller)

say it too by @astroboots (marc spector)

Thank Me Later by @writefightandflightclub (santiago garcia)

untitled by @fluffyprettykitty (wanda maximoff)

forbidden delights by @dameronscopilot (steven grant)

[dinandgone]

Been hopping in and out of hiatus for the past 6 months. But with season 3 so close I was feeling some inspiration. So I’m back doing what I do best… drawing✨ shiny tiny can man ✨.

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[wildemaven]

Thank you so much Ari for reading!! Javi is just the softest sweetest! Would give her the world!

Thank you again!!

Saturdays with Javier: Honeymoon

Pairing: Javier Pena x F!Reader

WC: 1483

Warnings: T; Mentions of food and drinks; otherwise pure fluff!

A/N: I have missed these two so much!! Wrote this for this week's @wildemaven-prompts theme. Felt like the perfect setting for a getaway for the two of them. Like always, not beta'd so sorry for any mistakes.

Series Masterlist / Main / Honeymoon Playlist

The stretch from home to your destination was anything but quick. 

Miles. 

And miles. 

And then some. 

4 state lines. 

And hours upon hours of driving time. 

27 hours to be exact, that’s what Javier had clocked it at when planning the route west. He insisted he could make it in one shot, but you managed to convince him to stop and rest along the way. 

It was small dinky motels with creaky beds and musty bathrooms, but you found them charming in their own way— Javier wasn’t convinced by your enthusiasm for them. . 

Roadside diners, who’s specials were a hearty plate of steak, eggs and burnt black coffee, provided the perfect spot to refuel yourself until the next stop. 

Desert plains, snow capped mountains and roadways weaving across vast stretches of land. 

*

Javier had asked you not long after the wedding where you had wanted to go for a honeymoon, but you had insisted you didn’t need one, you were happy with just a simple weekend together at home. 

While cleaning up from dinner one evening, Javier had over heard you and Chucho talking about places you wanted to visit— bucket list destinations. 

You mentioned it had been a dream of yours from very young to travel up the coast of California to see the Pacific, redwoods and camp out in the mountains under the stars. 

He tucked this information away and planned for weeks to bring this dream of yours to life. 

It was presented in the form of an old worn road map wrapped in a delicate silk ribbon, sitting on your kitchen table with a fresh bouquet of your favorite flowers. 

“What’s this?” You ask Javier, who’s propped up agains the kitchen counter, arms crossed over his chest, watching the confusion dance across your face. 

He shrugs as if oblivious, but you’ve known this man long enough to know he’s the worst liar. 

Untying the bow and carefully unfolding the tattered paper to unveil a map of the US. In red ink, a squiggled line drawn from Texas to California— a scribbled circle drawn around the central area of California’s coast. 

Big Sur. 

“Javi… what is this?”

Pushing off the counter he makes his way to you. His chest against your back, winding his arms around your front as he rests his chin on your shoulder. 

“I know you said you didn’t want to go anywhere.” A brief kiss placed to the crook where your shoulder meets your neck. “But I over heard you and Pop talking, you mentioned this being a place you’ve always wanted to visit. So, we’re going to pack up the car—“ Another kiss to your shoulder. “And go for a little road trip.”

You can’t help the tears that depart from your now watery eyes, gently dripping onto the faded map— the red ink now a broken line of blurry smudges. 

“Javi—“ A small sob catches in your throat. “This is too much.”

“No. Actually, it’s not enough. And it’s already planned. We leave tomorrow.” He turns you to him, brushing the tears away, his eyes pouring out love and affection into yours. “Go pack and then we’ll eat dinner.” 

The kiss tender, but evoking a feeling of warmth and security. You felt so adored by this man and loved doing life with him. 

*

The faint crinkling of a bag pulls you from the nap you hadn’t realized you needed. A yawn and brief stretch to work out the soreness that has settled within your stiff muscles, grateful tonight for a bed and cozy clothes. 

Another round of crinkling has you turning to your left, Javier knuckles deep into a half eaten bag of trail mix— sans the m&ms you’d already picked out hours ago. 

His eyes steady on the road, left hand gripping the wheel as he drives you north up Highway 1. 

A glimmer of light streaks across the dashboard, the rays from the setting Sun catching on his gold band that he wears on his ring finger. A sight that you’re not sure you’ll ever get use too, but welcome the memories it represents and look forward to the ones yet to be made. 

“How long was I out for?” Still a little groggy with sleep. 

“‘Bout 2 hours. Your neck has to be hurting the way you were all curled up.”

“Yeah. Feels a little stiff now.” You say as you rub at your neck. He reaches out to you, his thumb pressing into the tender spot working out the pain just enough to feel some relief. “Mmm, that feels nice.”

“I’ll have to give you a better one once we get settled in. Should be there shortly.”

He eyes back on the road, laser focused gaze shielded behind his amber aviators as he intertwines his fingers with yours, placing a kiss to the top of your hand. The breeze from his open window sweeps through the cab disrupting his thick locks now flowing about freely, the air is salty and crisp as it fans across your face. The pink and orange hues grab your attention, the painted sky kissing the ocean as the sun begins slowly sinking into the horizon. It’s then Javier who steals your breath as hums to the music streaming through the speakers, the slight bob of his head and tap of his fingers as the miles roll on.

*

It’s nearly dark when you’ve both settled into the “room”, which was essentially a glorified tent. Nestled off the main highway and surrounded by the tallest trees you had ever encountered. The air was wet as the coastal breeze rolled through the mountains. 

You’d made sure to pack as many layers as possible knowing the weather would be a far cry from the warm dry conditions Texas holds this time of year. 

The crackling of the smoldering fire, chirps of the singing crickets and Javier’s breathy snores against your neck are the last things you hear as you fall into a restful sleep. 

*

Morning comes sooner than anticipated, but your eagerness to explore has you feeling alive and ready for the day. 

Turning you discover Javier is no longer next to you, but the clanking outside the tent tells you he’s already moving about, likely do to his rigid morning routine of coffee and breakfast before he can properly function.

The picnic table is already brimming with a feast of breakfast foods— bacon, eggs, pancakes, sausage links and sliced bread from the little bakery you’d stopped at for lunch yesterday. Warm coffee awaited you in a mug as you began to fill your plate with the delicious food Javier had prepared. 

“What do you want to do today?” His voices slightly muffled as he wipes the crumbs from the hairs of his mustache. 

“Anything. Maybe just drive a bit and see what we find. I want to grab some pictures so we can share with Pop.”

“There was a few pull-outs along the way we can check out. See if there’s any trails to explore.”

The man sitting across from you, so relaxed and happy, is your favorite sight. As you both sit here surrounded by such a beautiful setting, the tranquil atmosphere and beauty of the scenery, you can’t help the overwhelming amount of joy you have for this life bestowed on you. 

*

The coast line is socked in with a thick layer of fog as Javier pulls the car off the road to a look out point. The crashing water below just barely visible, the sound of each wave hitting the rocks before it recedes back out, a mesmerizing sight in itself. Their misty sprays floating up and around, making you grateful for the extra warm jacket Javier packed the car. 

The ocean is the perfect backdrop for your shared lunch, sandwiches and chips were an easy option for adventuring.

The fog finally burning off midday to reveal the luminous blue water, rippling waves as far as you could see. 

*

As the day came to a closure, bodies fatigued but hearts satisfied, you find yourselves wrapped up in each other. A thick blanket and newly lit fire add to the overall mood of the night. Stars making their appearance known as you gaze up through the tree tops. 

It’s whispers of excitement for your future together and for the love you both share always, as well as with in this moment. 

It’s intimacy you experience within the confines of your tent, brought on by your adoration and commitment to each other, pleasure being pulled from the depths of your bodies with fervor over and over again with soft precision.

It’s the thought this trip will become a keepsake of imagery that will forever be tucked away in your mind. Rolls of film once developed, will become the only tangible means to recall the road trip you fell in love with Javier all over again. 

[nowgiveusakiss]

eddie munson rec masterlist - august 2022 (part 1)

“gauze” by @inklore 18+

untitled by @pluvialpoet

untitled by @muertawrites 18+

“one scoop for two” by @loveronlineee

“jealousy, jealousy” by @theoreticslut

“dark matter” by @luveline

“please don’t go” by @spiderrrling 18+

“contentment” by @hellfiremovieclub 18+

“damsel in destruction” by @/muertawrites

“cheaper by the dozen” by @/muertawrites

“i know what those stains are” by @/muertawrites

“untitled” by @/muertawrites

“small talk” by @/muertawrites

“tequlia sunrise” by @/muertawrites 18+

“of incense and intimacy” by @/muertawrites 18+

“nothing else matters” by @munsons-maiden 18+

untitled by @/muertawrites

“eddie munson and sex” by @/muertawrites 18+

untitled by @/muertawrites 18+

untitled by @/muertawrites 18+

untitled by @/muertawrites 18+

untitled by @/muertawrites 18+

“iced tea and lemonade” by @pupkou 18+

“hot and bothered” by @lilacletter 18+

untitled by @indouloureux 18+

untitled by @poppy-metal 18+

“eddie loves eating it from the back” by @hauntinghawkins 18+

untitled by @kingkatsuki 18+

“even as a shadow, even as a dream | part 2 | part 3” by @the-wild-wolves-around-you 18+

“i can’t carry it for you, but i can carry you” by @/the-wild-wolves-around-you

untitled by @/muertawrites 18+

“did you just fake that?” by @spiderrrling 18+

“with love, eddie munson | part 2” by @/spiderrrling

“eddie munson and the five love languages” by @alrightieaphroditie 18+

untitled by @/indouloureux 18+

“youth of america” by @ohcaptains 18+

untitled by @diaryofaprettyprincess 18+

untitled by @/diaryofaprettyprincess 18+

“glory” by @eratolasting 18+

“insatiable girl” by @peterthepark 18+

“pop” by @thelovebouquet 18+

“wildflower” by @/thelovebouquet 18+

“following the herd” by @uglypastels 18+

untitled by @eddies-ashtray 18+

“wrapped around your finger” by @/lilacletter 18+

“i can make you scream” by @corrodedcherry 18+

“tongue twister” by @queenofthefaceless

untitled by @/indouloureux 18+

“don’t tell steve” by @chaoticmunson 18+

“can i borrow your bed? | part 2” by @hard-candy-writing 18+

untitled by @princesssmimi 18+

“posters on the wall” by @mydearzero 18+

untitled by @/princesssmimi 18+

“the freakshow” by @/indouloureux 18+

“the guessing game” by deactivated account

(part 2)

[acourtofsnakes]

We're Both Upside Down... And In Love | Steve Harrington x F!Reader

Part of my secret Santa gift to my gorgeous wife @starryeyedstories!! Merry Christmas, my love! I hope this year brings you happiness and everything you deserve ✨

Summary: Just gooey Steve, really.

Warnings: None! Sweetness and fluff, no spoilers, a mention of a personal AU for my Eddie series, some lil’ kisses, may cause longing.

Stranger Things Masterlist | Masterlist

Tags:  @greeneyedblondie44 @mamacitapascal @mypedrom @undiscovered-misunderstood @kaylee-krystal @theshireisburning-so-mordoritis @queenofthefaceless @gallowsjoker @kirsteng42 @rosiefridayrogersunday @salome-c @amywritesthings @meganlpie @sgt-morgan @kodakoalabear

The sun shone lazily through the front doors of Family Video, casting everything in beams of deep gold and ochre, a buttery warmth that made you want to curl up and soak up the lingering clutches of summer before autumn finally swept in with broad strokes of magenta and burnt caramel. 

It made you want to curl up in particular with Steve, the epitome of summer. Kisses that tasted like cotton candy and a love that felt like those warm rays. 

“Hi.” 

“Hi, sweetheart.” Steve answered you with a loving chuckle, tipping his head back to look up at you, his hair slipping from his forehead in tresses of chocolate and caramel. Love and adoration shone with a clarity to rival the sun as he looked at you, still not quite believing you loved him and he got to call you his girlfriend. 

And one day more, which he had no problem mentioning - he just kept the little box in his sock drawer to himself, that’s all. 

You beamed at him, standing up on tiptoe behind where he was seated on a chair, gazing down at his pretty, melty eyes upside down, “You’re so pretty, you know that?” God, you loved him so much and you could stare at him forever. 

Steve rolled those puppy eyes, a grin tipping his lips, gorgeous even the wrong way round, “Alright, come on, what are you after?” He raised an eyebrow, forever making you envious with how easy he could do so. And how good he looked doing it. 

“Hey! I’m not after anything!!” You pouted at him  before lowering a little bit to rest your forehead on his, his hair tickling your throat and you couldn’t help but lift a hand to the back of his head to push your fingertips gently against his scalp, “You know I don’t need a reason to say you’re pretty.” 

Before Steve could answer, Robin swept past with a long-suffering sigh, “Oh, trust me. We know. I need to get my whiteboard back out to keep a tally.” Her tone was nothing but playful though, evident from the warm glance she shot you both. 

She was relieved that Steve finally had someone who loved him for him, loved him the way he deserved. 

And she was happy that you had someone who loved you just as much and gave you the room to grow and be safe. 

She might complain, but she was fighting Dustin for top couple supporter spot - (Dustin had shown up last week, sporting flags and a banner with your couple name emblazoned on the front. Rumours were that he was working on a song and had roped Eddie in too.)

You stayed exactly where you were, rubbing Steve’s scalp, head bent down over his, “Do I get a prize if I win?” Your words were a little muffled into his hair, but that was okay, Robin would be able to hear you. She was used to this set up. 

“Rewarding public displays of affection?” Robin peeped over a stack of videos - pointlessly - “I don’t know, I mean… I guess. But only because I love you.” 

Gotcha. You two had each other wrapped around your little fingers. 

“Love you too, Rob.” 

Steve made a disgruntled noise between you, gently disengaging himself to throw a rolled up receipt at Robin, “Quit stealing my girlfriend, dipshit.” He spun around in his chair, hooking a leg either side of your thighs to tug you closer, always needing you within his personal space, like two planets orbiting each other. 

Robin’s answer came by way of her middle finger as she walked off, “My girlfriend.”

Those sweet lips of his pulled into a deeper pout, reminiscent of the time you teased him about stealing your cherry lipgloss. 

“Hey.” A brush of your thumb along that lower lip brought those rippling umber eyes back to your own, greeting you with that bone deep feeling of home, of sanctuary. “You’re jealous.”

“Am not.”

“Are to.”

“I am so not jealous of the girl who can’t stand straight on her own two feet.” 

“Don’t be mean, she just has a different center of gravity than the other people.” You tapped his chin playfully with your thumb in a soft chastising motion. 

Which promptly earned you that raised eyebrow, “Babe, you cannot use your own excuse for Robin. The pair of you-“ 

You cut him off by leaning into his body, chest pressing to his and your arms sliding around to the back of his neck, “I want fries and onion rings later. We should go get them.” 

You pressed a kiss to the top of his head, pleased when you felt his entire body go limp and lean into you, taking that weight off his shoulders and letting his body go boneless. 

He took care of you all the time, and you wanted to give that back to him, even if it was just a motion like that. He deserved it. He deserved so, so much. 

Without missing a beat, Steve’s hands lifted to wrap past your waist, looping over each other at the small of your back to keep you close. He shamelessly breathed in your scent, pressing a kiss to your sternum just below the necklace he’d gotten for your birthday - your birthstone hanging with his initial. 

You remembered his flushed cheeks when he presented the box to you, his slightly stammered explanation that it was so you could always carry a piece of him wherever you went. 

It was a firm staple, never coming off except to shower or bathe, since you felt lost without it. 

Without him. 

“Okay, I could drive us to that diner that Eddie goes to? Rocksteady, I think it’s called. I know he plays there sometimes when he’s not at the Hideout. It’s actually really cool in there, you’d like it a lot.” Steve nuzzled his nose against your skin, a soft hum rumbling in his throat almost subconsciously at the comfort you bought him.   

You blinked a few times, moving to rest your chin on the top of his head, “Steve, have you been on a date with Eddie to Rocksteady to watch him play?” There was a teasing note to your voice… And genuine curiosity. 

And you were met with… silence. 

Excuse me?

You lifted your head to look down at Steve, raising your own brows now, a smile growing and a strong flicker of that curiosity mixed with butterflies and warmth dancing down your spine, “Steve?”

Your boyfriend suddenly stood up, unsteadying you if it weren’t for his large hands still on your hips - but you certainly did not miss the flush on his cheekbones and down his neck, “I definitely think we should go get food, we can go straight from here if you want.” 

You opened your mouth to respond, maybe gently prove a little further but then the front door jingled to signify a customer, echoed by Robin’s, “Look alive, love birds.” 

You peered at the front door, quickly muttering, “I’m so asking Eddie if he’s there.” Then you reluctantly turned away from Steve’s deep eyes, and warm flush but not before you felt a kiss to the top of your own head, lingering with the press of his nose and his soft murmur, “It’s a date, sweetheart.”

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Hi keri! Hope to find u well!!

Wanted to ask if you or anyone else knows anything about queenofthefaceless blog? I looked for it many times but didn’t find it🥹

This blog was one of the very first ones I followed on tumblr and had some really good fics. So its very dear to me

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Part 6: Feral Love

Tommy Conlon X Belinda(FemOC)

A/N: How’s it going everyone and I am back on track with writing more for Feral Love. I have been trying my best to know where Tommy and Belinda should start falling for each other but this is just a bit of the ice peak. But I want them to develop their relationship before it gets more adorable. But I hope you guys enjoy this new part of this story I am so happy to have created. As always guys leave a comment, reblog, and drop a follow it’ll mean a lot for the page. As always guys thank you for reading and see you on the next part.

TOMMY CONLON MASTERLIST

Word Count: 4,426

WARNING 18+ ONLY!!!: Some Cussing, & Lots of Fluff!!!

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After Belinda finished dressing in clean clothes, while feeling embarrassed and dirty for what she did earlier. Trying her best to act her normal self when she sees Tommy again. It was going to be something to feel uneasy since Belinda tried her best to behave. And act as if she didn’t do such nonsense thoughts of imagining Tommy in all of his physique. Seeing that he hadn’t come out of the showers yet, she then made her way towards the small hallway leading to the front. Where she saw Brendon training with a male customer, showing them how to do proper pushups. It was nice to see Tommy’s big brother help and train people who want to try something new and better themselves physically and mentally. Which made Belinda wonder and hoped that with the gym, including Tommy’s company. It’ll help her mental state and mostly it’ll be of some use when it is necessary. Wishing it would have been useful to her when she was in high school. Standing up against bullies that pushed her and her friends around all because they were different. But that was all in the past. There really isn’t anything to do but to remember and try the best to ignore it. Being deep in her thoughts, she didn’t notice Tommy already next to her side.

“Hey, I’m back. Did I miss anything?” Tommy said, but Belinda jumped back until she noticed who it was. “oh didn’t mean to scare you. I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re ok Tommy, I was just remembering something, but it’s nothing important,” she said, giving off a small smile at him.

Tommy smiled and nodded his head while gripping on the strap of his gym bag. Belinda, however, tried her best to act normal next to him, knowing that what she did earlier in the shower still felt wrong. They both stood quiet for a moment until Tommy broke the quietness between them.

“Hey ummm… do you still want to get that drink if you’re up for it? I mean, if you don’t want to, it’s fine. We can do it another time since we did a lot today. And I’m sure you feel tired right now and I don’t want to take your time away from other things you need to do,” he asked, feeling his sweaty palms hoping he wasn’t sounding like he was pressuring on her.

“Tommy, how many times I got to tell you, you’re not wasting my time. In fact, I don’t feel tired at all. Which is strange, but it is a good weird feeling. I’ve never felt this much strength before and it feels right. And yes, of course, why would I say no. Come on, Werewolf Boy, let’s get going, yeah?” she said, giving a smile in his direction.

Tommy felt his body at ease when she said yes, not noticing he was holding back a breath. The two made their way towards the door and before leaving, Tommy called out to Tess from the front counter. 

“Hey, I’ll see you and Brendon later. I’m headin’ out with Belinda now,” he said while his brother’s wife put some paperwork down on top of the black counter.

“Alright, sounds good. You two have fun wherever you both might go too. It was nice to meet you, Belinda. I can’t wait to see you again soon. The gym is always open for you and I hope you continue coming with Tommy. It looked like you enjoyed it very much,” Tess said while walking out from behind the counter.

“I enjoyed it very much actually and yes, I will come back again. It’ll probably become a habit for me to do, especially that Tommy encouraged me,” Belinda said looking back at him, which he just gave a shy smile, “but it was also nice to meet you and your husband, you two are awfully nice I have to say.”

“Oh honey, you’re so sweet for saying that. I have to say that you’re also nice yourself and pretty by the way,” said Tess, making the young woman giggle at her comment, “but you two go on now. I’ll see you all soon stay safe out there alright?”

“Yes, we will don’t. worry, have a good day now,” said Belinda as both women exchanged a small hug. Tommy then saw his brother coming from the back, waving a hand at each other. 

“Bye Belinda, see you again soon,” called out Brendon as he saw the young woman and his little brother walking out of the gym together, feeling happy to see Tommy socializing with someone. 

Hours later, both Tommy and Belinda were walking through the park, having their cups of coffee in between their hands. Enjoying the last few rays of sunlight before nightfall fell over Philly while a few people walked one way to the other. They made their way to sit on one of the brown benches, overseeing the rest of the park. Once they both sat down, it became quiet, while Belinda took another sip from her coffee. Feeling the cool breeze against her cheeks, Tommy spoke up a moment later.

“Hey ummm… did you enjoy the workout we did today? And how do you feel so far right now?” He asked, placing his cup of coffee down on the floor underneath the bench. 

“I enjoyed it very much. I’m looking forward to going more and more. And I feel tired but fine. The coffee is helping me mostly, but it’s still cold,” she said, smiling in his direction returning the gesture.

“I’m glad you liked it and excited to bring you to the gym with me more and we can plan meals to make, our cheat days and such. If that is something you want to do, that is. Here, let me put my sweater for you,” Tommy said, removing his thick sweater from his body and placing it over Belinda’s body, thanking him.

“That actually sounds like a great idea. I’ve never done that before, but I’m looking forward to it for sure. And hehe does the coffee count as a cheat since we workout today or it doesn’t?” She jokingly asked, looking down at her cup of coffee in hand. They both chuckled.

“Yea, why not just for today but starting tomorrow is when the real seriousness takes place? But I won’t be so nice and easy when I’m teaching you more extreme workouts. Even if you try to make puppy eyes to make me not be so nice,” Tommy cheekily said, giving her a side grin while Belinda only softly slapped his left shoulder.

“Wow, how rude of you, Tommy. Hehe not even a polite kiss will change your mind?” She said out of nowhere, making her cover her own mouth quickly with her right hand, feeling her cheeks become red. 

Tommy didn’t know how to react with what she said, his eyes wide open in surprise at the unexpected comment. And yet he found it quite cute, thinking that didn’t sound like an obscene suggestion. Though he had reminded himself about what he did the previous night, knowing that was wrong to begin with. He saw Belinda like a friend and nothing else beyond that, but he knows that is a big lie to himself and Tommy knows it. They both again went mute while a person and her dog walked by them, giving a friendly nod to them which Belinda returned the nod. Still feeling embarrassed for what she said a moment ago, hoping that Tommy won’t see her differently. She drank the last few sips of her coffee and spoke this time.

“I’m sorry that came out the wrong way, really. I just thought it would be just for fun to say, but I’m guessing you see it differently than I do. I think we should get goin-.” 

“What if I said yes to your kiss? How would you react or say?” Tommy unexpectedly said, feeling surprised at what he just heard himself say to her.

Belinda looked at Tommy through his blue eyes, hoping he was joking around. But he wasn’t, and that made her feel even more insecure. Goosebumps grew throughout her body. Before she could answer his question, the most unexpected thing she never would have thought would happen. Tommy leaned forward, giving her a sweet and long kiss on her right cheek. This made her heart beat ever so quickly, not believing in what just happened. She caressed her cheek with her fingers, looking back at Tommy, giving off another small smile holding back a chuckle. 

“Ummm… sorry just thought… giving you a kiss on the cheek would have seemed more appropriate… is that ok with you?” He shyly said, looking down at his hands while feeling his immense body become warm as well as his cheeks.

Belinda took another moment to get her sense back until feeling a small smile forming against her lips. Without Tommy noticing, Belinda returned the gesture. This time, her kiss was sweeter and tender against his left cheek. 

“Just so we can be even and hey Tommy, what did I tell you already? Don’t be sorry and to answer your question, yes it is alright with me Werewolf Boy. Knowing that it is you who said it and nobody else,” she said with a smile, hoping it’ll make him feel more comfortable.

He only nodded and smiled, relieved that things didn’t become awkward. Belinda scooted closer to him without asking and gently rested her head on top of his left shoulder. Tommy said nothing at her unexpected action, feeling her hands wrapped around his arm. Without another word, he placed his chin on top of her dark hair, wrapping her closer with his right arm, not wanting to let go. They both stayed close to each other for a good while, seeing the sky become dark while small shining stars and a big full bluish moon appeared above them. However, from far behind them, they were being watched closely by someone who wasn’t pleased to see what they were witnessing. Gloria felt enraged seeing Tommy being with another woman and how he was very close to her. She tried her best to steady herself, but it was very hard to do so. Instead, she just turned the other way around and walked the other way to her home. Not believing in what she saw in front of her eyes.

So that’s why you’re not into me anymore then, Tommy? Well then, enjoy it as much as you like honey, because I’m going to ruin everything for you. Just wait and see…

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Thursday

The small studio-like apartment smelled of both lavender and cinnamon, giving it a very homey and relaxing atmosphere. Belinda, Lethia, Morticia and some members of The Silent Souls have been recording for what felt like hours since 10 in the morning. Which was a record for everyone since they mostly didn’t get up very early. Tommy, in the meantime, was relaxing throughout the entire session, enjoying the sound of every instrument being played and seeing how Belinda tried her best to write the lyrics. While playing the guitar, to give a hook for the words. He thought it was nice to see and was amazed at how dedicated and passionate Belinda was putting the work in. Comparing her to the night he met her at the bar, where she looked miserable and soulless to a sudden creative, bright, and talented girl with many dreams. It was as if Tommy could see Belinda’s wings spread open free and being herself and not pretend to be someone that isn’t her. While he was laying flat on one of the black couches while hearing everyone play one instrument after another, he didn’t realize Belinda was approaching his way. She playfully patted his long legs, which made him come back to his senses.

“Oh crap, you scared the shit out of me. I thought you were sleeping,” she said between a chuckle, placing a hand against her chest frightfully.

“No, I wasn’t and hehe my bad for scaring the pants out of you. I was really hearing you guys playing. I thought that was pretty sick and can’t wait to hear the rest of the song,” Tommy said, sitting up straight, making room for Belinda to sit next to him.

“Me too. I just have a hard time fixing the right tune to fit in with the lyrics. But I know we will get there, but I’m also thinking of my other song that I’ve been working on for a while. Which nobody knows about actually,” she whispered her last words so the others didn’t hear her.

“Oh no way, are you serious?” Tommy whispered back, getting closer to Belinda, wanting to hear more than he went on, “what have you’ve come up with? Or you’re still having trouble with writing the words down?”

“No, it’s actually done, mostly. However, I’m just not sure if it’ll come out as I have it pictured in my head. And well… it’s a song that is very personal for me, you know what I mean?” She said, hoping that he understood what she meant.

“No, I totally get what you’re saying, but you shouldn’t be nervous about how you play and sing the song. But I’ll tell you what I know. It’s going to be a song that I would like to hear when you feel ready, of course,” Tommy said reassuringly, giving that cute smile that Belinda has grown to like very much.

She simply nodded her head, ruminating on what he just said, which he was right mostly. Before she continued on, Lethia interrupted them, holding a black guitar in her hands.

“Hey you guys, what’s up? We are actually heading out to get some dinner and we’re thinking of getting some chicken wings. Are you guys up for it or can we get something else if you like?” Morticia suggested placing the instrument against the side of one of the black armchairs.

“Oh, chicken wings sounds like a good choice to eat. Don’t you think Werewolf Boy?” Belinda said, looking back at Tommy, which he agreed with both friends.

“I’m good with anything really, but yea, why not funny thing is that I’ve been craving that food for a while. So you all read my mind to be fair,” he said with a smile, looking between both girls nodding in reply.

“Alright great, I’ll let the others know then,” said Lethia while from behind everyone was making their way out of the studio. 

“You know you guys go on ahead. I actually want to show Tommy a small project that we have been working on. And I think he should be the first to witness it,” Belinda said with a quick wink at her friend, which she just gave her a thumbs up.

But in reality, Belinda was actually going to play the song that she told Tommy about. And mostly, she wanted him to be the first to hear it before anyone else did. 

“Oh yea that thing alright sounds good,” replied Lethia covering her mouth with her right hand knowing what her friend meant, “Well then I’ll see you guys later and I’ll send you the address of the restaurant too, hon. Be careful on your way over too, ok?” 

“We will Lethia don’t worry but yea, please if you can but see you later,” said Belinda as both girls exchange a side hug from each other.

As they saw Lethia and Morticia be the last people to leave the apartment, Tommy then got up from the couch. Once the sound of the door was closed, they were now both left alone. Belinda tighten her hands nervously together for what she was about to do next. 

“So what was it you wanted to show me about your project you’re doing, Dracula Girl?” He asked while he picked up the black guitar, trying his best to rest it against his body. 

He then tried his best to play some tunes, but they all came out awful and noisy. Belinda smiled at seeing him fooling around, but it was adorable to see. While he was busy experimenting with the guitar a bit more, she then felt confident about what she wanted to show him. Feeling her breathing more relaxed this time, she went on ahead to say her next words.

“Tommy… how would you feel to be the first person to hear and witness the song that I told you about earlier?” She said, biting her lips together, hoping that she was doing the right thing.

When Tommy heard this, he stopped playing the guitar all together as he looked up to see her face. He had to take a minute into what she just told him. But knowing what Belinda said made his heart flutter with excitement.

“You mean like right now at this very moment?” He said, sounding so unsure, Belinda slowly nodded her head feeling her cheeks become red.

“I just… thought it would be nice if you were my first audience before anyone else, you know? But it’s ok if you don’t want to. It was more of a suggestion than something el-.”

“No Belinda please, I mean… really, I want to hear it. I believe me. Here,” he said, handing out the guitar towards her, which she wasn’t so sure of at first, but she then gave in.

Taking the guitar from his hands, she smiled at him, feeling the nerves but excitement building inside of her. Tommy sat next to her right side, making himself feel comfortable, also feeling expected of what Belinda was about to play for him. She adjusted herself underneath the couch while stringing a few notes, making sure the instrument was not out of tune. Once satisfied with the sound, Belinda felt her right hand begin to slowly shake. She took a few slow breaths, trying her best to feel relaxed, though it wasn’t helping that much. Then a gentle hand was on her left shoulder, looking to her side where Tommy sat. 

“Hey don’t be afraid. It’s ok, just don’t overthink. It, let yourself go,” he soothingly said to Belinda, giving her an encouraging smile and, with his words, she felt more at ease.

She stood straighter than before and, stringing the guitar one more time, she let the music take control of her.

 “I took the mother road

Down to goddess flesh

I swallowed the key

I want to learn to swallow my pain

Hallowed the fruit, hallowed thy name

Guess I needed something to break me

Guess I needed something to shake me up

Guess I needed someone to break me

Guess I needed someone to shake me out

While her loving voice fascinated Tommy, he slowly bobbed his head to the rhythm of the notes. Paying close attention to the lyrics that he found different and yet things that he could relate to from a personal perspective. But it was something hauntingly beautiful he found about it.

Afraid to live, afraid to die

Building a broken but precious web

Like a spider in Chernobyl

And when the cattle low, something is on the horizon

I do not have a child

But I’m old enough to know some pain

And I’m hell bent on loving you

Women know what it is to endure

Guess I needed something to break me

Guess I needed something to shake me up

Guess I needed someone to break me

Guess I needed someone to shake me out

It was you

It was you

Belinda looked up and gave a smile to Tommy, which she just blushed as she continued singing the song.

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Bloom and eclipse them, wake up and transform

Guess I needed something to break me”

Once the last notes of the guitar were played, the song came to a slow stop. There was a slight moment of silence between the two until Tommy was the first to speak.

“Wow… that was beautiful, see what did I tell you?” He said, giving her another warm smile. Belinda only just shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s just a Tommy song. There’s really nothing special about it,” she then said, placing the guitar on her right side of the couch.

“Just a song?” He exclaimed out making her look back his way, “Are you kidding me Belinda? That was amazing. You should really tell the others what you have created. Believe me, the public will love it since I’m the first to hear it. And let me tell you that as your first critic, it will be a big hit.”

Belinda thought he was joking around, but she knew he was being truthful. She replied with a nod of her head and a smile, believing in what he just said. 

“Alright fine then. You win, Werewolf Boy, and thank you for being. Honest, that means a lot,” Belinda said, letting out a small chuckle while fiddling her hands together, feeling warm all over her body.

It was quiet once again however Belinda was thinking of something that she wants to do Tommy. However, she thought it was a risky action to take a step forward. Not wanting to ruin anything that she and Tommy have been growing together in their friendship. But the best of her intimate side got the best out of her.

“So hehe yea, do you want to get going before it gets lat-.”

Suddenly, his words were cut out, feeling something soft against his thick lips. The kiss was pleasantly warm as both Belinda and Tommy continued to exchange a longer kiss. They held hands between each other while Tommy’s right hand gently caressing the back of her head. Belinda let out a small, inaudible gasp, hugging him closer to her body. She felt her back resting on top of the couch as Tommy hovered above her body. Not letting go of a single inch of her small lips that he couldn’t seem to get enough of. He gently grasped her right thigh while he felt her hands hugging around his neck. Belinda’s mind was going all over the place until she felt one of his hands going under her long sleeve shirt. She quickly sat up away from the couch, breathing out for air and feeling her heart palpitating. 

“I’m sorry Tommy. I… I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me,” she said between stutters, freaking out uncontrollably, not wanting to make eye contact with him.

She covered her face with both of her hands, knowing she made a huge mistake. Tommy, however, didn’t seem to be bothered by it.

He placed a hand on top of her knee, wanting to reassure Belinda that she did nothing wrong.

“Hey, hey, it’s ok. I also should be sorry too. Honestly, I let myself get carried away, too. I hope you know I am not mad. Just didn’t expect you were going to give a kiss and can I be honest with you,” he said seeing in her face she felt uncomfortable and out of place but Tommy then gently grabbed her chin between his right fingers wanting her to look him in the eyes, “I… I’ve been wanting to do something like this to you for a while but I was just afraid to tell you because I still want to take things slow. You know what I mean. I like you Belinda very much. But it is you who has the last word and wants to go forward with our relationship. So please don’t feel bad and just know I’m more happy than upset.”

And with that, she let her body relaxed and so did her heartbeats, glad to know that they were both on the same page. She placed her hand against the side of his right cheek and he felt at ease.

“I’m glad that we both see eye to eye. Tommy, I also like you a lot, but you are right. It’s best we both take things little by little. I also don’t want to ruin our bond, but just know that you’re not as bad a kisser then I thought you would be,” she said jokingly while Tommy arched an eyebrow at her.

“Wow, that really hurt my feelings, you know. Well then, I also thought that your lips would feel dry and nasty,” he clashed back, which Belinda jokingly made an offended face at him.

“Tommy, what the hell you're so rude,” she said as she playfully gave him a light slap on his right arm as both laughed together in unison. 

“I’m just fucking with you, Dracula Girl, but I got to say you have one of the smoothest lips I have ever felt in my life. And I’m being real with you,” he said with a cheeky smile, making her feel warm once more.

“Awww well thank you Werewolf Boy, your lips also felt nice to feel too. I enjoyed it very much. And I think I tasted a bit of mint while we kissed,” she then said, making Tommy laugh at this.

“Well, I’m flattered hehe, but thank you. And by the way, should we get going and meet with Lethia and everyone, or do you want to stay longer?” He asked, not wanting to really leave, but he felt his stomach rumble.

“No, you’re right. We should get going in actually getting hungry and they might be waiting for us. And hey Tommy… is it ok if I can give you one more kiss? If that’s ok with you,” she said shyly, hoping it wasn’t much to ask.

Without saying another word, Tommy smiled as he leaned in to place another small kiss. She chuckled and smiled between their lips, gently placing her hands on his cheeks, not wanting to let go. But it lasted for a short amount of time as they then made their way out of the apartment, as they both now shared a secret relationship with each other.

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WIP Game

Thank you for the tag @queenofthefaceless 💕

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.   

The Fight - Frankie x F!Reader

The Proposal - Frankie x F!Reader

Broken Dreams - Javier Peña x F!Reader

Untitled Dave York: Carol cheating on Dave - Dave York x F!Reader

Untitled Dave York Bad Date (Prompts WIP) - Dave York x F!Reader

Untitled Marcus Pike Meet Cute (Prompts WIP) - Marcus Pike x Reader

Untitled High School Baseball Coach Javier - Javier Peña x F!reader (adding this cause it’s been sitting in my drafts for over a year and I’m tempted to make it work)

NPTs : @heythere-mel @kteague @noisynaia @guess-my-next-obsession @wyn-n-tonic @wheresarizona

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WIP Game

tagged by @prolix-yuy and @mindidjarin thank you to both of you <33

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.   

dark hearted people - ezra x reader x joel

stay in bed

perfectly wrong - joel miller x reader pwp

screwed up and brilliant - max phillips x reader

unnamed brat taming with joel

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[dinandgone]

This pose… I have nothing else to say 🫠

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[whiskeynwriting]

Ahh thank you for tagging me bb!! 🥹♥️ @silver-pieces

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“My perfect man.” Thumbs swiping over his cheeks, you sigh. “El amor de mi vida.”

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[joels6string]

tagged by @queenofthefaceless-main 💜 thank you my dear!

NP tags: @allfoolsinluv @haylzcyon @burstanddecay @valhallaas

three ships: Ooo, I don't ship much... Din x Cobb is my biggest one, does Arwen x Aragorn count lol, Hannigram. Editing to add Lokius how could I forget them.

first ship: Cloud x Tifa from FF7 probably?

last movie/TV show: TLOU Ep 1

last song: "Unholy" by Sam Smith I think

currently reading: My own fucking fic so I can get the last update out and it's been awhile.

currently watching: TLOU Ep 1 lmao

currently consuming: At this moment? Nothing. Chili is on the menu for the day though.

currently craving: The strength to continue being the bigger person