#ralph penbury x y/n

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Close… So Close

Summary- Ralph loves being intimate with you, but he wonders if there’s ways of doing it without having to be dirty. He just wants to feel closer to you.

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- Reader has female anatomy, mentions reader and ralph being naked but nothing explicit

Tag List- @wheels-of-despair

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Word Count- 2.4k

Ralph was sitting patiently for you in the kitchen, waiting for your arrival back home from the short trip you had taken to visit your family. You had left so early that morning, leaving him with only a quick kiss as he was still half asleep in bed, and he had been missing you ever since, just as he always did whenever you went out for the day.

All he had been wanting recently was to be closer to you. To feel more intimate with you in ways that didn’t have to involve getting dirty. He adored you and wanted you to know that.

He perked up the moment he heard the locks click on the front door, sitting up from the counter with a smile on his lips as he quickly made his way to the foyer to greet you back home with a loving embrace.

“Darling!” He exclaimed as he saw you there at the door, a bag next to you on the floor as you had already began removing your various accessories that you had been wearing well over 12 hours. You looked so tired, exhausted from your trip, but Ralph saw you as beautiful nonetheless.

A smile spread across your lips as you saw him, still his cheerful bubbly self even after you knew how much he dreaded being apart from you for so long,

“Hello my love, i missed you so much,” Your arms wrapped around his neck and his went around your waist, holding you tightly, a giggle slipped through your lips as he squeezed you, “and i’m guessing you missed me too?”

“Of course i did dear, more than you know. How was the trip?”

“Exhausting…” You let out a slow sigh as you separated, “I’m just happy to be home now.”

“I’m happy you’re home too my love,” He gently held your cheeks and tilted your head downwards, planting a soft kiss to your forehead, “I missed having you so close to me…”

“I’ve missed it too.” You let out another sigh, leaning down to pull off your shoes from your aching feet with a groan, “All i want is a nice, calm, relaxing night.”

“Why don’t i draw you a bath?” Ralph suggested with a smile.

“That sounds perfect right about now.”

Ralph reached down and grabbed the suitcase at your side,

“I’ll take this, let’s go upstairs so you can change and I’ll get your bath started.” Wirh the other hand he took yours and you quietly made your way into your shared bedroom.

It was so nice to be at home finally, so quiet and peaceful. As much as you loved getting to go and visit your friends and family, even for just a day, it was always so draining. Ralphie always knew exactly what you needed to help you feel better after such a long day.

He set your suitcase at the end of the bed and you took a deep breath as you undid the skirt at your waist, the relief coming after the tight fabric was dropped down to your feet. You knew there would be little red marks and indents on your tummy from that damned skirt but the warm water of the bath would soothe them so well.

As you continued to undress, Ralph brought you your robe and laid it out onto the bed for you,

“You take your time sweetheart, i’ll unpack for you while you’re in the bath.”

You leaned over and placed a kiss onto his cheek, giving him a smile as you slowly undressed. Ralph entered the bathroom and started up the water for you, grabbing a few things from the sink cabinet for it.

He had checked to make sure the water was the perfect temperature for you before sprinkling in a few bath salts, eucalyptus scented, to help ease your aching muscles after such a long day. He had grabbed another bottle, lavender bubble bath, and poured it into the water. He pulled a stool up to the side of the bath and moved his hand through the water, mixing in the bubble bath and making sure everything was absolutely perfect. He even lit a few candles for you just to make it a little extra relaxing.

You slowly entered the bathroom and stood at the door, admiring Ralphie as he sat there with the most angelic look on his face. He looked so serene and peaceful, the same way he did as he slept. Just looking at him was enough to take the stress off of your shoulders and seeing the smile on his lips as soon as he noticed you there in the doorway nearly made you melt.

“Darling, i don’t think i tell you enough how beautiful you are.” He stood up from his stool and grabbed one of the hand towels from the sink, drying off his arm as he approached you.

You stepped forward, your hands moving to the little knot at the front of your robe before he quickly stopped you,

“Please, let me?” He asked you with the sweetest puppy dog eyes.

You gave him a smile and a quick kiss to the forehead before you nodded to him, his fingers delicately holding both ends of the ribbon around your waist and slowly pulled them apart, the front of your robe exposing your body to the cold air of the bathroom.

He let the smooth fabric drape at your sides, quickly going to close the bathroom door behind you,

“Just in case darling, i wouldn’t want anyone to accidentally ruin your night.”

He walked back over behind you, close enough for you to feel the warmth of his body behind you as his fingers grabbed the fabric at your shoulders, slowly pulling it away and letting the robe pile around your feet. His lips placed gentle kisses all along your shoulders, even lifting up one of your arms to kiss a trail all the way down to the back of your hand.

You smiled, watching the way Ralph admired you. He always made you feel so beautiful.

He gently held your hand in his and guided you over to the tub, helping you keep your balance as you placed one foot into the warm sudsy water.

“How is it my love? Did i make it too hot for you? Are there too many bubbles?”

“Ralphie, it’s perfect,” You turned to him as you stepped into the bath, leaning forward and giving him a sweet and reassuring kiss, “everything is perfect.”

You turned your back to him and slowly settled into the bath, Ralph lifted the ends of your hair over the edge of the tub as you laid against it, letting out a deep sigh. All of the stress and worries of your day had gone, the warm bath and the mixed scents of the essential oils in the bath salts and sweet lavender from the bubble bath only helped further. Your eyes slowly shut as the warm water surrounding your body soothed your aching muscles.

“Darling?” Ralphie asked you.

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Your hair has a few tangles in it,” His hand reached up and you could feel the tips of his perfectly manicured fingers gently rake over your scalp, “could i brush it?”

“Are you sure you don’t mind it?” You opened your eyes and tilted your head back to look at him. Nothing sounded more euphoric.

Having the man you loved brush through your hair so gently as you relaxed in a soothing bubble bath that he drew for you. What did you ever do to deserve someone so giving, so caring, so loving?

“Not at all love,” He smiled down to you and pressed his lips to your forehead, “you lay there and close your eyes, all i want from you is to let yourself relax.”

You nodded and did as he said, settling yourself back into the bathtub, your eyes gently closing once more. You listened to the noises around you, the drawer opening in the sink vanity and the brushes combs being placed onto the counter, the stool that sat in the corner being dragged behind you for Ralph to sit on as he brushed. You adjusted your body in the tub, getting into a more comfortable position before the feeling of Ralph’s hand gently lifting up your head and placing something soft and fuzzy beneath it. A towel to keep your neck comfortable and cushioned.

Ralph grabbed a few brushes and combs from the counter, placing them on his lap as he smiled and sat behind you, the wide tooth comb in his hand carefully brushing through the ends of your hair and moving upwards onto your scalp. His hand raking through your hair afterwards just to make sure he hadn’t missed a spot.

You let out a soft and sweet moan, unable to hold back from the serenity that Ralph was bringing you. He had always loved seeing you in such a relaxed state, especially when he was the one who caused it. Such a sweet boy.

Ralph had leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss to your forehead, picking up a comb and carefully running it over your scalp, getting the teeny tiny knots and tangles he had missed with the larger brush. He was being so gentle and so slow, taking his time to make sure that your hair was as soft as ever.

“I’m going to go and unpack your suitcase darling, is there anything i can get you?” Ralph placed the comb back onto the counter with the rest as he stood from the chair and knelt at your side.

“No Ralphie, i’m alright.” You said to him with a smile, opening your eyes slightly to see him knelling there next to you, his hand moving into your hair to gently pet it as you laid in the bathtub.

All you wanted was him.

“Ralphie?” You asked him.

“Yes my love?”

You looked up to him and he could see the little bit of hesitation in your eyes,

“It’s alright darling,” Ralph moved his hand from your hair and carefully picked up your hand as it rested on the side of the tub, so soft and warm from when it had first touched the water, “anything you need, all you have to do is ask.”

“Would you…” You took a slow breath, “Would you join me when you’re done?”

Ralph smiled, the adorable pink flush on his cheeks was enough to give you your answer,

“Of course darling, i wouldn’t have it any other way.” He leaned forward and kissed your forehead before standing at the edge of the tub, letting your hand slowly fall from his, “I’ll be back in just a moment.”

You watched as Ralph left the bathroom, softly closing the door behind him. You took a slow, deep breath, just taking in everything around you.

The warm water cascading over your skin each time you had to readjust and get comfortable, the soothing aromas of the bath salts and the calming lavender from the body wash, the gentle light from the candles on the vanity. You had noticed that he had even left the combs out on the counter, no doubt to brush your hair again once you were done with your bath. Ralph had given you countless nights where he would pamper you, relaxing you after a long day and doing any task that your heart desires. When he did things like this on his own, doing absolutely everything without you even having to ask, made you feel like your relationship was finally getting to a point of comfort. Where you could be intimate and close to one another without having to get dirty. The thought of it made you sigh with want, needing nothing more in your life than the man you loved so dearly because you knew he would always love you back.

The bathroom door creaked and you looked over your shoulder to see Ralph closing the door, wearing his bathrobe. He smiled to you as he reached for the little knot at the front and pulled it, letting the fabric drape down his body as he shrugged it off his shoulders. He never thought he looked like much when he was naked but yo you he always looked ethereal. No other man was like him.

“Where do you want me darling?”

You moved your body forward in the water, giving him room to slip in behind you,

“Behind me? I just want to be held…”

Ralph stepped away from the pooled fabric of the bathrobe and carefully stepped into the water, easing himself in behind you, his legs on either side of your body as his back rested against the tub. He opened his arms and placed them on the sides of the tub, allowing you to make yourself comfortable in whatever position you had wanted most.

You carefully crept towards him, laying your head against his shoulder as your hand went over his heart, feeling the soft beating under his chest. You felt his hands place themselves at your sides, carefully caressing the skin beneath them as he held you.

“Like this my love?” He asked you, a quick kiss being placed to the top of your head.

You couldn’t make out any words, only slowly nodding your head at his shoulder as he held you.

The room was quiet. Only the sounds of the water lightly splashing around as Ralph moved his hands slowly along your body, admiring every curve on your body. He had rested his head atop yours, letting out a deep exhale. He needed this relaxation too.

“Ralphie, did you happen to catch the time before you came back in?”

“No darling, but i know by this point it’s well after dark. Do you want to get out?”

“Maybe in a moment…” You tilted your head up to catch a glimpse of him in such a relaxed state. You had always been able to decompress after a long day together, usually in the living room near the fireplace, a book in your hand and Ralph’s head was resting in your lap for you to pet.

“I just want to enjoy this…”

You laid you head back onto his chest and he held it there so tenderly, his wet fingers carefully petting through your hair.

“I do too my love.” He kissed the top of your head, “I do too…”

Whenever it came to love and affection, Ralph could never be matched by anyone else. He was so happy that he finally had you, someone to give all of his attention and adoration to. And when he was with you like this, holding you in his arms, the warm water surrounding your bodies and the sweet soothing aroma of the bubbles. It was enough to make him melt.

Oh, how he adored being this intimate with you.

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

sweet ralphie 😍😍

and of course reader did everything to spite their mother 🫶 it’s almost like this was made just for me 😂

Worth It Pairing: Ralph Penbury x You Summary: Your mother forces you to go to a Valentine's Day dance with a dull date, but Ralph manages to make your night worthwhile. Contains: Overbearing mother, being forced to attend a social event against your will, a dreadful date, an adorable Ralph. Words: 2k-ish

"Hello! You look simply radiant this morning. I hate to bother you, but I wondered, would you care to attend the Valentine's Day Dance with me?" He spoke so quickly, it took you a moment to absorb it all. You'd just stepped outside your front gate, on your way to mail a letter to your aunt, and Ralph Penbury was suddenly right there in front of you, as if he'd been waiting behind a shrub for you to appear.

"Oh, I'm… I'm sorry, Ralph. I wish I could, but someone else is taking me." His face falls and turns red.

"I'm so sorry for bothering you, I hope you have a fabulous time," he said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, which wasn't much, and then turned on his heel and scurried away.

"Ralph…" you called at his retreating back, wanting to explain. "Ralph!" He pretends not to hear, darting to the other side of the street so fast that you have no hopes of catching him.

You wish he'd asked you three days earlier.

You'd known the Penburys for quite a while. You were slightly older than the twins, but your mothers ran in the same social circles, so you often ended up mingling at the events they dragged you to.

Victoria was loud, brash, and unbearable. The most self-centered person you'd ever met. Victoria dominated every conversation, and had no qualms about using her shrill voice to interrupt, should the subject not please her. You'd spent many an event thinking about bludgeoning her to death with various objects in your vicinity. Candlesticks. The base of a festive floral centerpiece. The chair she was sitting in. Her own shoe.

Her brother Ralph, however, fascinated you. Mostly because he hadn't smothered her in her sleep yet. The willpower that must've taken! Ralph was a true gentleman. And he was pretty funny too, on the rare occasion he was able to get a word in. He smiled often, and his eyes would shine with excitement when the conversation turned to something that interested him. (Not that he was ever allowed to chime in.) Sometimes he tried so hard to keep in an excited outburst, he would literally shake. It was adorable. If only you could get him away from her long enough to let him share what's on his mind.

On the night of the Valentine's Day Dance, your mother flitted and fussed about you more than usual, making sure every last detail of the silky pink dress that she'd commissioned especially for you was absolutely perfect.

You hated it.

The doorbell rang, and your mother clasped her hands and nearly fainted with excitement. You tried very hard not to roll your eyes. Checking that every hair on your head was still perfectly in place, your mother finally gave you a nod of approval, and led the way downstairs to meet Donald Andrews in the entrance hall.

You hated him.

This nightmare was entirely your meddling mother's doing. She'd had a hand in every detail of this night, from the venue her club had booked for the dance, to the boring boy escorting you there, to the exact vendor he'd purchased your flowers from.

You hated her.

He stood there smiling stupidly in his freshly pressed suit, back straight, blonde hair plastered down, holding two matching bouquets: one for you, and one for your mother. He greeted her before he greeted you, handing her a tacky bouquet with a flourish. She giggled like a schoolgirl.

You hated them both.

You'd suffered through exactly one dance with the most boring boy you'd ever met before retreating to a table and drowning your sorrows in whatever kind of non-alcoholic punch the responsible adults chaperoning this event had provided.

Donald's friends and their dates came to rest at your table between dances, every single girl asking why you weren't dancing with your dreamy date. You told them you'd twisted your ankle during the first dance. An outright lie, but Donald, ever the boring gentleman, wouldn't dispute it in public. You were sure you'd get an earful on the way home, though. You glanced at the clock and heaved a sigh.

You passed the evening by discovering creative ways to fold your napkin, ignoring the crowd of Donald's gossiping friends around you until they suddenly fell silent.

You looked up to see what had caught their attention.

Ralph Penbury, dressed in a fancy new suit, was asking a pretty redhead to dance on the other side of the room. He was so excited, or perhaps so nervous, he was visibly shaking. You thought it was adorable. They'd make a cute couple.

The girl threw her head back and laughed, then turned back to her friends. Ralph stood there, looking crushed. You felt your own heart drop, as if you'd been the one on the receiving end of this rejection. What was wrong with her? Could she not see how precious this sweet boy was? Then Donald Andrews and all his idiotic friends roared with laughter, and your sadness turned to rage.

Ralph looked up and saw the table guffawing in his direction, and he froze. You stood up suddenly, knocking your chair over, and started weaving your way through the buffoons. Your elbow caught the back of several heads in your haste to get away from them. You hoped it hurt. Ralph had turned to leave by the time you escaped the tangle of limbs surrounding your table. Dodging dancing couples in the center of the room, you didn't take your eyes off of him.

He was nearly at the exit by the time you caught up with him, still walking slowly with his head down.

"Ralph?" you asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. He turned to face you, eyes brimming with tears. Your heart felt like it could burst. "Don't pay those idiots any mind," you said gently. "They all share a single brain, and whoever was supposed to have custody of it tonight must've left it at home." He giggles, causing a single tear to spill over. He wipes it away quickly.

"Are you leaving? I was hoping I could ask you for a dance before you go. Or maybe we could go sit outside for a while and cool off?" You may hate these events, but you know he loves them. You wouldn't let those blockheads ruin his Valentine's Day.

"Really?" He sounds hopeful. You smile and nod, waiting for him to make the next move.

He returns your smile and extends his hand. You place your palm in his and give it a squeeze, letting him lead you back onto the dance floor. The song is a slow one, which is nice, because this is the first time you've ever managed to get him alone for more than a few seconds. You'd never realized how eager you were to talk to him.

A moment of silence passes as you get situated and start to dance, but it's not an uncomfortable one; just two casual acquaintances getting used to being so close to each other.

"Your date looks angry. Should I have asked his permission?" He asks with a worried glance to his left.

You let out a laugh, a genuine laugh, the first of its kind all day.

"That boy is the dullest creature I have ever encountered." Ralph looks confused, so you continue. "My mother set all this up. That's what I was trying to tell you the day you asked me to come with you. She accepted his invitation on my behalf. Picked out this hideous dress and the torturous shoes that go with it. This is all her doing. If I had my way, I'd be at home, reading in my pajamas."

"Why?"

"Why would I rather be at home reading in my pajamas?"

"Why did she make you come with someone you don't like?"

"I think he's her last hope." You sigh. "You see, Ralph, my mother's greatest fear is not war or famine or even snakes. Her greatest fear is that I wind up a spinster like my Aunt Molly. Who is doing quite well for herself, by the way! Large house all to herself… an impressive library… several cats to choose from when she needs a cuddle…" You trail off and sigh dramatically in the direction of the chandelier, with a dreamy look on your face, hoping you've amused him.

He laughs, the trauma of a few minutes ago already forgotten. He launches into a passionate speech about cats, then dogs, and you wonder if this is the longest he's ever been allowed to speak at once.

You hate dancing almost as much as you hate being dragged to these stupid events. You really do. But here, dancing with Ralph as he chatters away excitedly, it suddenly dawns on you that you're actually enjoying yourself. You're only on your second dance, but somehow, all the pain and suffering and boring gossip about who's wearing what and who'd gained weight that you'd had to endure tonight seemed like a distant memory. This? This made it all worthwhile.

When Ralph finally stops to take a breath, you seize the opportunity to make a confession.

"I didn't want to come to this… but now, I'm glad I did."

"Why?" he asks, oblivious at the hint you're trying to drop.

"Because I got to dance with you."

Ralph's face turns a deep shade of red, and he's unable to control the giggle that bubbles from his throat. You laugh with him, because it's so cute, you can hardly stand it. This is the best dance you've ever been forced to attend. You're so enamored by him, you don't even notice Victoria's shrill voice cutting through the air, or the blisters forming on your feet from the shoes that were manufactured in Hell.

You suddenly feel a chill run up your spine, and as Ralph turns you, you catch a glimpse of a very red face glowering at you from behind the giant crystal punch bowl.

"Oh, no," you groan. The moment is ruined, the spell is broken.

"What is it?" Ralph asks, on the brink of panic already.

"My mother's spotted us. If she gets any redder, I think her head will explode." Ralph looks worried, like he's going to be in trouble, but it gives you a delightfully devious idea. "I bet if she saw us kiss, it would tip her over the edge. Shall we try?"

Ralph's eyes widen, and he nods feverishly. Smiling, you stand on your tiptoes in your dreadful shoes and capture his lips in a kiss. He doesn't move. You pull back and look up at him, standing completely still with his eyes blank. Is he still breathing? Have you broken him? You'd better check just to be sure. You come back in for one, two, three more short and soft kisses that he happily returns, now that the shock has worn off. Yes, coming out tonight was definitely worth it.

You see your mother advancing out of the corner of your eye.

"Meet me on the bridge in the park tomorrow at noon," you whisper. Ralph gives you a puzzled look. "If you don't see me again, she's killed me, but know that my last night on this earth was worth it." Her claw circles your wrist and tugs you away, steam billowing out of her ears. "It was worth it!" you yell back over your shoulder with a grin.

Ralph stands there, in the middle of the dance floor, watching your mother escort you from the building. He reaches up and touches the lips that had just touched yours. You were right. It was worth it.

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hawkins, indiana | y/l/n residence |

“i’m so screwed. i’m so screwed. i’m so screwed! robin, i can’t do this!” you paced around in your kitchen.

“sorry i’m just a little confused still. that’s not eddie?” she said, her and steve not looking away from the men in your living room through the pass-through.

“nope! and i can’t get away from him long enough to see where they’re actually from!” you sighed, pointing at the pristine-looking one with bright clothes and short hair, sitting on your couch, waving at you frantically, with a wide smile.

to give context, you awoke this morning, with eddie, at least you thought it was eddie, standing over you in old timey clothing (way older than the 60’s) and he started babbling off in a british accent.

now at first you thought he was just pranking you, i mean after all he was creepily good at an english accent for some reason. but the second you noticed his hair underneath his white boater hat, you realized it couldn’t be, because your eddie would never cut his hair that short again. he told you that countless times.

then when you went downstairs (with him- who was referring to himself as ralph- very close behind you) you saw another man identical to eddie, sitting on your couch patiently. the only thing different about him was his hair was a little longer than ralph’s, he had on a dark red overcoat over his clothes, and he didn’t seem as chipper as ralph did, actually he didn’t seem chipper at all, very flustered and melancholy really. he referred to himself as arthur.

“so, the multiverse is real? hell yeah! let me go talk to them!” dustin tried to go out to your living room, but was stopped by steve.

“maybe, not make this worse henderson? honestly!” he mumbled, pushing him back into his seat at your kitchen table, where you also sat with your head down.

“y/n! y/n!” you heard eddie’s frantic american (or maybe one of the others- who knows at this point) accent calling you from the living room, only a few minutes after robin had closed the blinds.

“well now you’re really screwed!” you threw your head in your hands at steve’s words.

he bursted through your kitchen doors, and looked around, either trying to make sure that there weren’t more of him in the kitchen or what, you didn’t know anymore. you honestly didn’t know anything at this point.

“i would ask why there’s three other me’s sitting in your living room, but judging by your faces, you guys don’t know either?” he asked leaning against your counter, with robin trying to catch his breath.

“yeah, we- did you just say three?!” robin exclaimed, as you jumped up with her to peek through the blinds again, to see- yet another eddie, sitting in your living room. he as well as the other two, had shorter hair than eddie, but with darker clothes than the other two.

“goddamnit!” you yelled out, dropping yourself back into your chair at the table, not before grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, though

“yeahhh, we came in at the same time, he said his name was uhhh leonard…or was it howard? i honestly don’t know. and he’s british! crazy, right?” he said.

“not really they all are.” dustin said, trying to see what you were writing.

“they’re all named leonard-howard? small world….” steve said, intrigued.

“no! steve, god! they’re all british!” dustin, sighed into his hands.

“uhh, y/n, is now really the time to be writing a novel?” robin asked over the two’s bickering.

“i’m going to do what i should’ve been done! and see where they’re from once and for all, what brought them here, and try to fix this before it gets worse.” you said determinedly, your eyes turning a glowing, bright red, as you stared blankly in front of you. “starting with ralph.”

they all gathered over you, and watched closely as your hand started to write on it’s own as you mumbled out small details,

“okay…a birthday….twin named…victoria, yeesh! someone named lauren…ooh harsh again….uhhh…cocaine?! whatever…ooh triple harsh! what a rejection! does this man get a break? oh, shit! he’s going to war!

“what?” the three older, all said simultaneously, not understanding the connection between any of the things you had just said.

“she’s looking into their universes, seeing how their lives are and trying to get an answer as to what could’ve possibly brought them here.” dustin, answered the unspoken questions they had.

“ohhhhh.”

“okay, i’m not seeing anything else for him so let’s move on to arthur.” you said out loud moving to the next name.

“okay uhhh..19th century london…..shit an affair baby? damn. compeyson? the fuck kind of name is that?” you cut yourself off with a sharp gasp that made everyone ask you what was wrong.

“that son of a bitch! for shame compeyson! for shame!” you whisper-yelled, still being concious enough to know that any one of the others could possibly hear you from the other room, if you were loud enough.

“umm okay- now leonard-howard? eddie his name is just leonard, where did you even get howard?” you asked, still watching the scenes in front of you.

“hey don’t blame me.” he put his hands up defensively, even though you couldn’t hear him.

“ooooh a scandal! accidental pregnancy….really? a bookcase is what got the job done? that’s sad…” you said, the glowing red, leaving your eyes and going back fo your normal color.

“okay so pretty much the only pattern we have here, is that all of their stories end in some kind of tragedy. soo maybe you brought them here subconsciously to try to save them?”

“so it was a try to save eddie type of thing, then? that makes sense, you care about him so much you wanted to help him every universe, i guess.”

“wait a second…i forgot to tell you something..” eddie trailed off.

“while that may be the case… i met another steve too…” he said meekly.

“what?!” you all exclaimed, taking turns to frantically asking him questions.

“why didn’t you say anything!?” being the premise of what you all were trying to say.

“i just thought harrington was on one today, alright?! his hair was all flattened, really lacking it’s usual volume, he kept following me around askin me to fuckin’ follow him or something! he kept yelling out this one thing as i was walking up your driveway, though….” he trailed off trying to remember.

“he was in front of the house?!“ steve and dustin, looked at each other comically before running out of your kitchen and through the living room, the only indicator that they left was the tell-tale slam of your front door.

“okay, eddie? eddie, what did he look like, o-other than the hair.” robin asked him, picking up your pen and going to write down more information about this “new steve” as you just walked into your living room quietly, with a snap of your fingers, you were changed out of your pajamas- seemingly done with life, if we’re being honest- ralph immediately getting up and following behind you as you left the house as well.

“he uh, he had on a blue sweatshirt, anddd oh! i remember what he said now!” he snapped his fingers going over to the paper with robin.

“he said to follow him to some place called uhhh..”

“kurts world…96? 96! yeah! i didn’t know what the hell that meant though…”

“well! stranger things have happened i guess!” robin said, faux enthusiastically. a loud crowd of laughter, applause, and whistles was heard throughout the room, making robin and eddie jump to look around confused as to where it was coming from.

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a/n : i’m so excited to write this chapter in its capacity because it’s gonna be so damn chaotic 😭😭😭

i got the premise of the idea of a multiple eddies type of thing, from @orpheusredux ‘s amazing work “the eddies” which eveybody should read because it was fucking amazing 😭

psa : also, arthur isn’t going to be at all romantically involved with the reader in that chapter when it finally does come out, i promise. really none of them are except for ralph 🗿and that’s like barely. i just wanted to get all of the cast’s other tragic ending characters (and just chracters in general) included in the story 😭.

taglist : @floralenvu @pinkfeatherboarry @pofties @diysyfhcjtssuiteryyxhcft @blkroyalty1

[dreamyquinn]

Quinn Dreamers, Welcome!

I'm introducing myself... well, sort of. My real name will remain secret for now, maybe I'll tell you, maybe I won't. Just to be honest, I don't want any of my friends or family figuring out it's me. The only thing you'll get to know is that my last name is actually Quinn. Isn't that a fucked up joke from the universe?

Maybe that can be my name instead. Hi I'm Quinn.

Other details about me is that I'm Mexican, I'm 31, I love cats, I love writing, I love Joseph Quinn and overall I LOVE Eddie Munson.

My love for this man started at a very lonely and difficult stage of my life and he has become my refuge and savior. This is why I started daydreaming of him a lot and I've gathered a few of those dreams and turned them into fanfics, one shots, smvutty adventures, fluff, angst and all those trends. English is not my first language so this is also an exercise for me to expand my vocabulary.

I hope you enjoy my work, have fun and I'll try to be the most respectful I can. That said, I'm older so a lot of things here will be NSFW | 18+ So NO MINORS. There's a few fics that are pure fluff or comedy but mostly it is intended for adults only.

If for any reason there's something inappropriate, let me know and I'll manage the situation.

Thank you and Welcome to the Quinndom of Dreams ♥

[stories4you04-x]

Hi i have so many ideas that have been put as an idea book on wattpad but i never get round to doing it so i might try do small stories on here and with that use them to make longer stories. If u guys have any requests feel free to ask

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Ralph Audios

I know it’s taken FOREVER but i finally have a list of audios for our sweet Ralphie 🥰

I also want to mention that because it took so long for me to make, there probably won’t be another out for quite a while. It was hard enough to find enough audios that really made me think of Ralph that also took place during his time period so i’m not entirely sure when i’m going to post another one but i hope you all enjoy this one! 🖤

⚠️Warning⚠️- All of these audios are 18+ and are intended for afab/female listeners. The voices aren’t going to match up 100%, i picked out audios that reminded me more of their character than their voice.

Waking up next to Ralph in the morning

Ralphie brings you breakfast in bed

You catch Ralph watching you in the shower

Ralph wants to get you into bed

Getting caught in the rain

Ralph is extra needy for you and tries his best to be dominant (Please know this audio mentions pregnancy from 7:55-8:00)

You and Ralph ‘borrow’ a car together

Ralphie tells you how much he needs you over the phone

Ralph knows he always needs to ask for permission

Ralphie needs you so badly

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

i love the idea of edging ralphie 😭 he would be such a babbling mess (and maybe he has a mommy kink? 👀)

he absolutely does 😍

though i suppose it’s not much of a kink, i see it more as a comfort sort of thing when he calls you mommy

(i’ve actually got a fic about this if anyone wants to read it 👀)

but oh good god, that sweet boy would be putty in your hands

he looks at you with tears in his eyes as he whimpers nonstop, no words being able to form just from you touching him and telling him all the sweet things he needs to hear

he ADORES it when you admire him while you tease him too

giving his tummy little kisses while you’re slowly pumping your hand up and down his cock, the few drips of precum working as the perfect lubricant

nuzzling your head against his thigh with one hand gently massaging his balls, the other one holding his length as you place kisses up and down, making sure his head gets a little extra attention

the tips of your nails so delicately dragging along his back, tracing little patterns as he holds onto your torso, grinding and humping into the mattress as he cries against you, just begging for you to let him inside

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

could you maybe do a Ralphie HC or something where he and his SO get a pet of some sort like dog or cat or hedgehog idk just anything at all. Just something that’s theirs and his reaction to it

omg thank you for the request my love!! it’s been so long since i’ve done anything for sweet Ralphie 🥹

i actually have a fic that’s a little similar to this, but because i miss him i’d be happy to do a little set of HCs 🥰

He’s definitely a fan of the smaller animals than the bigger ones

Bunnies, hamsters, and he adores kittens and little puppies

He’s always been very affectionate and he loves that there’s this little tiny creature that loves to receive it

He’ll treat your pets like they’re your children

He’ll get collars in similar colors to his and your outfits so they match

He’ll make sure it’s got it’s own little comfortable area, a nice soft bed with lots of blankets and toys

And he even gets a little carriage to walk them around in when you go out for your little walks together

He adores it when someone asks to see the ‘baby’ in the carriage and the excitement he sees on their face from the floppy eared rabbit inside

It’s something no one expects to see but they always fawn over how adorable it is

tags: @wheels-of-despair

(my tag list is always open, let me know if you’d like to be added 🖤)

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Please please please, can I request something for Ralph? I just have this idea about knitting him something as a gift and he absolutely loves it, like yeah he's used to expensive stuff yet it's so impersonal whilst this is made with love. I love your blog and think you're amazing ^-^

aww thank you my love 🥹🫶 i think you’re amazing ��😘😘

(and i’m sorry i forgot this in my drafts 😭)

Ralph has always been able to get the newest and most expensive gifts his whole life

It was always given to him more so as a replacement for actual love from his parents, and though he always appreciated his gifts it just never felt like enough to him

All he’s ever wanted was for someone to gift him something that was meaningful, something that really showed that someone cared for him

And was lucky enough to get you as a partner

No matter what skill you have, it brings him to tears each and every time you give him something that you personally made just for him

Writing? He adores getting to be the proofreader for everything you write.

Knitting/Crocheting? When he gets sweaters and gloves and scarves every winter he’s nearly brought to tears.

Painting/Drawing? Wether you think it’s a good piece or not, he’s kept every one of them and put them all over the walls of the manor.

Every little thing you could do he’s just so fascinated by all the work and effort you put into them

And he feels a little bad for not really having a hobby of his own to give gifts to you

He plays his ukulele from time to time and every now and then he’ll have a funny little song that he’ll sing to you, but it’s not really something he’s passionate about

He wants something that he can do that really let’s him express his creativity

He adores watching you when you do all your fun little activities, especially when you let him help you with them

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Hmmm... how 'bout some HCs about winding down with Ralph after a long day?

yay!! more ralphie HCs 🥰

(and i’m sorry this took longer than expected my love 🖤 i passed out the other night and had work all day the last few days 😅)

Ralphie has never said much about his job, but you’ve seen how exhausted it makes him throughout the week

Nevertheless, he still tries his hardest to always make sure you know you’re loved and adored by him

He can see how much work you get done when he’s not home and he’s always so happy to get to home home to you every day

Still, even on his days off, he can get exhausted quite quickly

You had your own list of things to get done during the day, but for some reason, today had racked on more things than you were used to

Dishes, dusting, vacuuming, and of course you had to go out shopping for the groceries and a few new accessories Ralph had ordered for the two of you to wear to dinner next week

The both of you laughed when you arrived home at the same time

Ralph brought his things inside before helping you bring the groceries in and you put them away together

The house was quiet and once the both of you looked over at each other after putting away the groceries you both agreed you needed a well deserved night of relaxation

No getting all dressed up, no going out, no parties, just peace and quiet at home together

You went upstairs into your shared bedroom and changed into your pajamas, letting your hair down and helping Ralphie brush out his curls

He gave you a sweet kiss onto your cheek before helping you brush out your own hair, making sure to be gentle

With one more kiss, you grabbed a few things from your bedroom and headed downstairs into the living room

Ralph grabbed his ukulele to quietly strum and you grabbed a book to read on one of the sofas

He had lit the fireplace and turned on the radio to play some soothing music for the two of you as you sat onto the couch

He had even grabbed one of the soft throw blankets from the hall closet and draped it over you on the couch before heading off into the kitchen

Once he came back he set a little tray of snacks onto the table before you as he sat next to you on the couch

Cheese, crackers, a few little fruits that were prepared in the fridge and some meat from the local butcher you had been saving for a night like this

As you snacked and talked about your days you couldn’t help but lean over to sneak a few kisses onto his cheeks as he sat next to you

You knew he loved it when you gave him lots of affection

He had laid himself onto the couch, his head resting in your lap as he quietly strummed on his ukulele, one of your hands holding up your book while the other was in his hair, massaging his scalp

It had been so long since the two of you were able to have a nice night in together, especially one as relaxing as this

Every now and then he’d stop his strumming and look up to you for a moment, only for you to give him a smile and lean down to give him a gentle kiss before going back to your respective hobbies

He always loved getting to relax with you after long days like this one, but just being able to come home to you was enough to put a smile on his face again

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

I'm having trouble imagining it, because he is a ray of sunshine, so if you wanna skip it, I understand. 😆

But what would an Angry Ralph look like?

omg that is a little difficult to imagine 🫢 but i think i have an idea of how he would act…

Ralph is used to having people shut him down, especially his sister

Whenever he gets upset or angry, he doesn’t have any big outbursts or even looks visibly upset

He’ll shut down and close himself off for a little while

He needs some time to himself just to calm himself down and recollect his thoughts

He would hate to be near you when he gets like this, he’s never had an outburst in front of you, or anyone else for that matter, but he would hate to do something he knows he shouldn’t

You’d always want to check in on him though

You’d see him sitting in front of the fireplace, quietly watching the flames as he took deep breaths to help calm himself

You’d have some tea for him and maybe a snack and leave it at the side table for him whenever he’s ready

And of course you’d give him a little kiss on the forehead because you know he probably needs it

He knows you’ll be waiting for him when he’s ready to come out

There was only one instance that you’ve ever seen him go over the top and lose himself

You were at another one of his parties, enjoying yourselves and just having fun with one another, but there was one partygoer that just wouldn’t leave you alone

He kept trying to talk to you, buy you drinks, flirting and he obviously wasn’t understanding that you weren’t interested

Once Ralph saw him get a little touchy with you he made sure to be firm and let him know that you were with him that night but he just wouldn’t listen

When Ralph saw him grab your arm and try to pull you onto the dance floor with him it was like he saw red

Ralphie yanked you back into him and with one swift motion the other man was knocked onto the floor, his drink spilled all over him

He was never the type to be confrontational with other people, but when other people weren’t treating his lady with kindness and respect then that was crossing the line

Ralph would never ever want anyone to make you feel uncomfortable, especially some brute that wouldn’t take no for an answer

No one messed with you for the rest of the night, and you were able to spend the rest of the evening with your handsome man

Though sometimes you wished Ralph would be like that with you a little more often

He was so dreamy when he was being possessive

It was completely out of the ordinary, and though it wasn’t him, you loved it when he made sure others knew you were all his

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

I’m Here

A/N- I know this is a bit shorter than the other smut fics i’ve written but i wanted to write something kind of short just to get a feel of how i can write smut for Ralphie 🥰 i’m hoping that i’m able to get better at it, but for now this is something i’ve been working on for a few weeks just to make sure i get it perfect!

Summary- Ralph wakes up from a nightmare and needs your help to get back to sleep.

Genre- Fluff, Smut

Warnings- Reader has female anatomy, Mommy kink, Breastfeeding kink, Praise kink, Body worship

Tag List- @wheels-of-despair

Word Count- 2.3k

You groaned as you turned in bed, the feeling of the tossing and turning in bed next to you slowly waking you in the middle of the night. You could hear a few noises, simple groans and whimpers coming from Ralph as he lay next to you, and you never thought anything of it.

He was always so fidgety in his sleep, barely able to get any shuteye without you there next to him. He loved to be held.

Though this was different than his normal tossing and turning. He seemed like there was something bothering him, and only when his whimpers started to sound more like cries was when you knew something was wrong.

You sat up slightly in bed, placing your hand onto his shoulder and lightly nudging him,

“Ralphie?” You whispered gently, not wanting to scare him awake, “Ralph?”

He groaned and whimpered once more, and you could feel just from your hand being on his shoulder that he was starting to tense up.

“Ralph?” You said a bit louder as you nudged his shoulder once more.

His eyes shot open and he was still whimpering, searching the room quickly before finally spotting you.

He latched onto you quickly, almost pushing you back into bed as his arms went around your neck to hold you close to him, and you could slowly feel his tears start to fall onto your shoulder as he trembled next to you.

Your arms went around him to keep him held close, one over his shoulder while the other was placed gently behind his head. You could hear his gentle cries as he was hidden in your shoulder.

“Shh, it’s alright, i’m here.” You placed a gentle kiss to his temple before moving your hand down to his cheek, gently moving him away from your shoulder to look at you.

His eyes were bloodshot and his lip was quivering, the few tears that slipped down his cheeks were quickly wiped away by your fingers.

“Nightmare?” He sniffled and nodded into your shoulder, “Do you want to talk about it?” He shook his head and hid it once more into you, doing his best to calm down as you pet him.

“Alright baby, you don’t have to talk about it, it’s alright.”

His breathing started to slow and you felt the tears stop soon after, looking down to him and gently tilting his chin up to make him look back to you. Your fingers grazing over the soft skin of his cheek as you held it, slowly bringing him closer to you to give him a gentle kiss. You smiled as you saw the corners of his lips curl up,

“Are you going to be alright?”

He sniffled but nodded, his hand moving up to wipe away the rest of the stray tears that had trailed down his cheeks,

“Yes, i’ll be alright. I’m sorry for waking you darling…”

“Sweetheart, don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

He nodded once more and laid his head back onto your shoulder,

“Would you hold me? Please?”

You giggled and gave him a tight squeeze as he laid in your arms,

“Ralphie, i’m already holding you.” You pressed your lips to his forehead, “Silly boy.”

A gentle laugh escaped his lips and nuzzled himself into you, moving his body down slightly to rest his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat.

As he lay there with you, you could feel his body slowly start to tense up, and you knew there was something on his mind that he was hiding from you. But you stayed quiet, not wanting to bring up anything just in case it had been the nightmare that had been brought back into his thoughts. It was when his hand reached up and laid just above your tummy that you knew what had been on his mind.

“Baby boy?” You said to him quietly, his eyes looking back up to you as you grabbed his attention, “Is there something you want to ask me?”

He was quiet, and the expression on his face showed you that he was either embarrassed about the thought of asking, or he was too ashamed to actually ask.

“It’s ok Ralphie, you can ask me.”

He took a gentle deep breath and looked up to you, yet his eyes couldn’t stay focused on yours,

“Could i…” His breath was shaky and it took him a moment to collect himself before whispering up to you, almost as if he was trying to hide it from anyone who might’ve heard it from your bedroom,

“Could i have mommy?… Please?”

It sounded more like he was begging than asking, but no matter how many times he had asked before it always sounded the same from him. Like it was the first time he had ever asked such a thing from you, but you knew he just needed the comfort. He needed to be nurtured.

You pressed another kiss to his forehead and gave him a kind smile to help calm his nerves,

“Of course sweetheart,” He slowly moved himself off of you and sat up in bed, giving you a bit of room to sit up and get yourself comfortable in bed, “do you want to help mommy?”

He nodded once more and his hands slowly reached towards your chest as you sat yourself up in bed, a few of the pillows resting behind you against the headboard. His fingers gently undid the top button on your sleep shirt and the cool air of your bedroom hit your chest as he continued down to the other buttons.

Though he had seen your breasts plenty of times before, every time you were exposed to him it was like he was seeing you for the very first time.

So shy and nervous, scared to ask if he could touch you or hold you like he had already done so many times before.

He helped you move the fabric off of your shoulders and as you laid yourself back against the headboard he had placed your shirt at the end of the bed.

He sat before you, his eyes darting back and forth between the smile on your lips and your breasts, only moving closer when you reached your arms out to him,

“It’s alright baby, you can come closer. Would you like me to hold you?”

He nodded again and you could see that his cheeks were red, though you couldn’t tell if it was from the intimacy or from his tears from before, but either way he needed you there to help make him feel better.

He crawled over to you and gently kissed your jawline as he got himself comfortable in your arms. His arms slowly wrapped themselves around your torso, one arm moving underneath your bodies to wrap around you as the other gently rested on your tummy, his fingers tracing little patterns into the soft skin as he looked up to you once more with his sweet puppy dog eyes. It was like he was asking for permission without having to use his words, not wanting you to make him beg like you had done so many nights before. All he wanted was to feel cared for.

You smiled to him and your hand held his cheek, slowly stroking over the pink on his cheeks,

“One last kiss sweetheart, and then mommy can care for you for as long as you need.”

He nodded and leaned his head up, his soft lips met yours and lingered there for just a moment, almost like he was trying to hold himself back from kissing you once more.

His eyes darted back and forth over your chest and back up to your eyes and as he laid himself back onto his side, his head carefully nestled on your chest, his cheek grazing over the soft flesh of your breast.

His hand gently went to the other side, pushing it closer into his face as he peppered a little trail of kisses leading closer and closer to the center, placing one kiss onto your nipple before his lips wrapped around it. Your hand went to gently hold the back of his head as you felt him latch on, smiling down as you watched his eyes slowly shut. He had already felt so at ease just from feeling so close to you, but the moment you had placed your arms around him as he latched on felt like pure bliss.

He slowly suckled, the soft flesh of your breast being gently tugged by his lips as you held him, the quiet gusts of wind blowing from outside your bedroom window helping to soothe Ralph further as he lay with you.

Your fingers were carefully untangling the few loose curls that had been messed up from his head resting against the pillow, your other hand gently petting his cheek, watching his lips move as Ralph continued to slowly and gently suckle from you.

Situations like this were still a bit confusing to you, but all that mattered was that Ralph felt comfortable.

You weren’t getting any sexual gratification from it, and though you loved the feeling of his lips on your body this time was different.

Whenever Ralph had his nightmares or he just didn’t feel right and needed comfort, he knew he could always ask for this. There was never any feeling from either of you that you needed to continue any other kind of foreplay or ‘finish the job’ so to speak.

Whenever he was in his subspace and asked for his mommy, you knew all he wanted and all he needed was someone there. Someone to love and nurture him. Someone to comfort him when he felt scared or anxious. And you were always so good to him too.

Keeping him held so close to you, your arms wrapped tightly around his body and your fingers tracing little patterns onto his shoulders, your other hand either petting his curls back or holding his cheek as you stroked it slowly with your thumb. Whispering sweet nothings to him to help ease him away from his fear and you were the only person he knew he could trust enough with being so vulnerable. You loved calling him your baby.

“It’s alright sweetheart, i know it scared you but it’s all over now…” You tilted your head down and pressed your lips to his forehead as you felt his suckling start to slow, “You know i’m here to keep you safe.”

His lips adjusted on your nipple, pulling more of your breast between his lips as his rhythm slowed but stayed steady. You could tell he was calm now.

No more worries or fear fluttering around in his head, no more thoughts of the nightmare that plagued his dreams, no more anxiety of the things happening around him. For now, all he felt was love and comfort. And you were the one that helped him feel that way. He would always be forever grateful for the way you made him feel.

You could tell he close to falling back asleep now, his body relaxed and his suckling became slower and slower as his head rested onto your chest. You kissed his temple and carefully pulled your nipple from between his lips, his eyes opening slowly to look up to you,

“Mommy?…”

“Baby, you’re getting tired, you know you can’t stay latched on all night.” You said to him with a smile.

“I know… It just makes me feel so… safe.”

Your tired smiles matched one another and Ralph sat up in bed to gently kiss your lips. You could tell from the way they lightly pressed to yours that he was close to falling asleep once again.

“I want you to feel safe baby boy. Safe, and loved, and cared for. I’m here to help you whenever you need it, i want you to know that. Whenever you’re with me you’ll be safe.” You brushed back the curls on his forehead and kissed it once more, “But i think now it’s time for us to get back to sleep, ok? It’s nearly 3 am, and i know you said you wanted to go out for breakfast in the morning, would you still like that?”

Ralph nodded and you could see the little smile on his lips.

“Time for bed?” You asked him sweetly one last time and he nodded before leaning up to kiss your cheek.

“Yes mommy…”

You slowly leaned yourself up to grab your sleep shirt at the end of the bed, but Ralph quickly placed his hand onto your chest to stop you,

“Wait.” He said quietly, sitting up next to you in bed.

His fingers reached up and carefully unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off of his shoulders and tossing it on top of yours at the end of the bed before laying back down next to you. His head on your shoulder and his arm reaching across your torso once more,

“Can we lay like this?”

He looked up to you with innocent, pleading eyes. How could you possibly say no to him?

You held him close as you settled into bed, your eyes slowly shutting as you rested your head onto the pillow, the soothing feeling of Ralph’s skin on yours was always enough to lull you back to sleep. Especially when he was so eager to wake up with you in the morning.

“Of course baby boy. Anything for you.”

Ralph leaned up one last time to press his lips to your jawline,

“Thank you mommy… Thank you for helping me… I love you.”

“I love you too Ralphie.” Your hand went to hold his head gently against you as you pet him, helping to slowly get him back to sleep, “I’m always going to be here to help you.”

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Sweet Boy

Summary- Ralphie always sees you sitting on your front porch every morning while having tea and chatting with your girlfriends. He’s been so nervous to actually say anything around you, but today is the day that changes that.

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None :)

Tag List- @wheels-of-despair

Word Count- 2.0k

Ralph took a deep breath as he made his way down the sidewalk, doing his best to think calming thoughts as one of his servants walked behind him with a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, Ralph playing with the corners of the envelope in his hands.

He had been both anticipating and dreading this day for who knows how long.

Almost every single day he’s taken a walk down this path he’s seen you, sitting so prettily on the front porch, sipping your tea and gossiping with all your friends. And of course he was a gentleman, waving and saying hello to you all whenever he walked past, but every time you gave him a little wave he couldn’t help but blush and get flustered.

You were absolutely beautiful, always wearing the prettiest dresses and always looking so bright and cheerful and you were so kind to him.

You always smiled whenever you saw him walking down the street and you gave him a little wave as he approached you and all your girlfriends, and of course you always saw the pink blush spread across his cheeks whenever he saw you. As soon as he walked away you and all the girls would giggle and fawn over him, and they always noticed how he acted differently towards you than all the rest of them.

He would perk up as soon as you saw him, he’d blush whenever you said hello back to him, and his eyes lingered on you the longest before he made his way back down the sidewalk.

He was so cute you couldn’t help but get a little crush on the sweet boy.

Overtime as you continued your routine of waving to one another whenever he was on one of his walks you learned each other’s names, and since then he’s always made sure to address you personally when he approached you and the girls on the porch.

But today he was on a different walk than normal. He had adored you and he wanted to make his feelings known. Though he knew you were under no obligation to reciprocate, he still wanted to show you how beautiful he thought you were.

He had gotten you a bouquet of flowers in the same light pink as the sundress he always saw you in and had written you a personal invitation to ask if you would let him be your escort to the party he and Victoria had planned for that evening. And of course all the other girls would be invited too, he just wanted to be able to take you himself and show you a good night, like a gentleman should.

As he made his way closer to the porch you had always sat on, he saw a few of your girlfriends getting everything set up for your usual morning routine. Fluffing the pillows on the chairs, placing the teacups and the pot onto the table, setting out the little cakes and sandwiches to snack on as you gossiped and waited for Ralphie to walk by. As soon as they saw him they waved,

“Hello Ralphie!” One of them called out to him as she waved from the porch, gasping as soon as he saw the servant behind him holding the flowers, “Those are gorgeous, whoever’s getting them must be pretty special.”

“Well, since you’ve mentioned it, they are for someone.” He said to the girls with a shy smile, clearly very nervous to be there, “Is (y/n) here?”

The two of them gasped excitedly the moment he said your name.

“Wait right here, we’ll go get her for you!”

They ran inside, shouting your name as they searched for you. Ralph had stood before the stairs leading up to the porch as he waited for your friends to bring you back out front, and he felt more nervous than anything else he had ever done before.

He made sure to make himself look a bit nicer than he usually did on these walks. His hair was slicked and his curls were waved so elegantly, he had worn out his favorite baby blue trousers with the deep blue suspenders to match over his white shirt. He wanted to make sure he looked at least a little presentable when you saw him.

He could hear the clicking of your shoes approaching closer and closer and he took one last deep breath to ready himself for your presence, and once he saw you it was like the air in his lungs was nonexistent. You had always looked so pretty from your seat on the porch but this was the first time he was able to get a good look at you close up. And you were so much more beautiful than he expected.

Your hair was still a bit messy from just being up but wisps of it framed your face so delicately, you had once again worn that beautiful pink sundress that fit your body perfectly, and you had still only been in your housecoat and shoes but he didn’t care what you wore or how you looked in the mornings, everything about you was gorgeous and when he saw the light blush sweep across your cheeks once you saw him at the steps he couldn’t help but have a slight tint of pink to his cheeks as well. He had never seen someone blush for him before, and although it wasn’t something extravagant, it made him feel so much more at ease.

As your friends dragged you onto the porch, they stood behind and watched with eager smiles in the doorway, anticipating the interaction that was about to happen between the two of you. None of them had ever received this kind of affection from a man and they were so excited that you were the very first of the three to get it. You turned to them with a giggle and tried to shush them before turning back to Ralph at the steps, doing your best to fix yourself up to look at least a little bit put together,

“Good morning Ralph.” You said to him with a smile.

He smiled back, his eyes doing their best from looking away but he couldn’t help his nerves getting the best of him,

“Good morning (y/n)…” He cleared his throat to try and recollect his thoughts, “I hope this isn’t too forward, but i’ve brought these for you.”

His servant behind him handed him the flowers and he stepped forward to give them to you. You stepped down and took the bundle of flowers into your arms, admiring each and every one of them. He must’ve put so much thought into how he wanted it to look as you could see there were all different flowers of varying sizes and shades of pink and white. They were breathtaking.

“Ralph, this is so thoughtful! They’re beautiful, thank you.” You said to him with a smile, a light blush rising to your cheeks as you held the bouquet in your arms.

Your friends were still watching from the doorway, happily whispering to one another about how adorable it was the way that Ralph was acting with you. So sweet and so kind, almost childlike with the way he was blushing and stuttering whenever he spoke to you.

“I also brought you this…” He stepped forward once more and handed you the envelope in his hands, the edges a bit bent from his nervous fidgeting, but it was still so pretty in your hands.

You handed the bouquet to your friends behind you and took the envelope from Ralph, carefully opening it and reading the letter inside.

𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 (𝓎/𝓃),

𝐼 𝒹𝑜 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈𝓃’𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒾 𝑔𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔.

𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒾𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝑒𝒶 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒾 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎.

𝐼’𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓁 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒.

𝐼𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 ‘𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜’ 𝓉𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝓈 𝒾’𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓊𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉. 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓊𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝒾𝓏𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇.

𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾’𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉.

- 𝑅𝒶𝓁𝓅𝒽

Your heart was beating fast as you read the letter once more, thinking that this was just a dream.

The sweet boy you had always admired from afar had felt the same way about you that you had felt about him.

All you were hoping for was that one day he might stay a bit longer than normal, maybe join you and your friends for tea or some treats and allow you to get to know him better than just your simple morning greetings and here he was, a bouquet of flowers and a handwritten letter asking you if you’d let him take you to a party.

It was a dream come true.

You looked back up to Ralph and he had looked to you with hopeful eyes, and seeing the smile on your lips made his heart flutter.

“We’d love to come tonight Ralph. And i’d love it if you would escort me there.”

He had the biggest smile on his face that you’d ever seen, and the sparkle in his eyes showed you just how ecstatic he was to hear you say yes. Though you could tell just how excited he was to hear that from you, he really wasn’t sure what to say.

You giggled and stepped down the porch steps, approaching him slowly and reaching your hand up to cup his cheek as you kissed the other side. You could feel him trembling beneath your fingers but as you pulled away and saw the blush on his cheeks you could see how badly he had wanted that.

“And you’ll still say hello to us on your walks, won’t you?”

He nodded quickly,

“Yes!” He nearly shouted, a big smile still on his lips, “Yes, of course. It’s my most favorite part of the day. I just hope tonight won’t change that. I promise i’ll show you a wonderful time!”

“We can’t wait!” You gave him one last kiss on the cheek before stepping back up the porch.

“I’ll be here at 7:30 to pick you up darling, if that’s alright with you?”

“Of course it is! We’ll be ready by then, i can’t wait!” You went back to your friends who were nearly jumping in excitement as you showed them the letter that Ralph had written for you before turning back once more to give him a little wave goodbye.

He waved back, a smile still on his lips and blush still covering his cheeks. He had taken a deep breath before him and his servant made their way back home, only to hear you shout to him from the porch,

“Goodbye my love!”

His servant had to keep him held up from nearly fainting once he heard that little pet name escape your lips.

Now he just had to find the perfect outfit to wear for the party. And of course another bouquet for you.

Roses would do perfectly.

Roses meant love, passion, beauty. All of those reminded him of you.

If he could pick you every rose on this side of the country he would do so with no hesitation, only to see that gorgeous smile he loved to see every single morning. And he couldn’t wait to see it that night.

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

hi i have a request for basically any kind of smut for ralph penbury pls 👀 (i’m not picky and i saw ur rules said to be general so i thought this would be fine djshdh okay bye)

ooh yay 🥰 i’ve been to do some more smutty stuff for ralph 🖤 and thank you for reading my rules!! you can’t imagine how many people will send in requests for things and just ignore the rules i have :p

i didn’t really pick anything specific, but i felt like i should expand a little more on some NSFW headcanons 🥰

He always gets so nervous and yet so excited every single time you’re intimate

No matter how many times you’ve done it, he still doesn’t think he’s good enough

But with lots of reassurance and praise you’re always able to convince him that he is absolutely good enough

There’s always lots of foreplay, he loves getting to take his time

Especially when he can make it a little more romantic for you

He’ll plan special trips for you, make sure everyone is out of the house so he can make love to you in front of the fireplace, sometimes he’ll even go out of his way and make the entire day all about you

He’ll get you little presents and take you out to dinners and buy you flowers so you know how adoring he is of you

But when his nerves get the best of him you know you’ve got to make it about him

You’ll give him tons of kisses and praise, doing everything you can to give him a bit more confidence with you

And he’s always very eager to be with you as soon as it’s all happening for him

He’ll take everything nice and slow, and you always make sure to go for a few rounds

He always cums before you but he knows that it’s not over until you finish too

He’ll apologize and get all whiny and needy, he needs to snuggle for a little bit so he can recollect himself and get some more energy

He’ll want you to be on top first, and he gets so nervous to touch you you’ll have to move his hands for him

And whenever it’s his turn it’s always shocking how energized he is for another round

Sweet boy fucks like a jackrabbit as soon as it’s his turn to be on top

And he loves it when it gets loud

Especially when it wakes his sister up from down the hall

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Next time you're in A Mood...

Ralph + Snugglepupping

(this is my new favorite word, thank youuu internet 😂)

omg i had no idea that was a thing 🫢 now i want to go to one 😂 especially if ralphie is there 😍

Ralph and Victoria had been wanting to do another party for days, but they didn’t want this to be just any other party like they normally had

All Ralph had wanted was to get close to you and once he found out about this new kind of party that had been happening around town he knew he just had to have you there for it

He had only heard rumors of it but there were parties happening where there was nothing but hugs, kisses, and snuggles all while there was the normal goings on of parties

And of course he knew that meant there was finally a chance to get closer to you

You had always attended their parties, each time you had always stayed close to Ralph

He was always so much more enjoyable than his sister at parties anyways

Victoria had always been so demanding and controlling, even at their parties when it was supposed to be a night of fun and letting go

Meanwhile, Ralph was someone who just liked to enjoy the night in the company of those he loved to be around

Especially you

He had caught himself getting a little crush on you as he saw you at each party you attended

Always wearing the prettiest gowns, smiling and laughing along with him, dancing with him to every song, and each night you always left him with a gentle kiss on the cheek that would leave him with goosebumps until he saw you again

He knew they had to have this party

And once he told Victoria she could meet a few new guys there she was immediately on board

Ralph had wanted to make sure that every single thing had been perfect, and he was so glad that Victoria let him decorate

He made sure there was the comfiest pillows to lay with, the softest blankets to snuggle under, and he knew that it would be difficult to get close to people in the normal dresses and suits they wore so he made sure that it was pajamas only

It was going to be the best party they had ever thrown

At least to Ralph it was

He had been waiting all night to see you, he had even made sure to save you a spot near him so you wouldn’t be stuck being so close to someone you didn’t know

He was smiling the moment he saw you walk in, and he was in awe at the pretty little nightgown you wore

You didn’t look like you normally did, no fancy dresses or makeup, you looked natural

And Ralph thought you looked better than you ever had before

You spotted him and quickly made your way over, smiling and giggling as soon as you saw him in his pajamas, his curls bouncing as he ran up to you and hugged you tightly

He brought you over to his spot and once the two of you sat down you felt like you were on a cloud

The blankets and pillows around you were so soft and you felt more comfortable than you had ever been before

You leaned over and rested your head onto Ralph’s shoulder and the two of you sat and talked for as long as you could, getting closer and closer with each chance you had

Everyone else around you was doing the same, snuggling and hugging, enjoying one another’s company

You and Ralph had been completely entranced with one another the whole night

Talking, sharing laughs, and you had gotten closer to one another than you ever had before

By this point Victoria found herself surrounded by new men to entertain herself with, but you and Ralph had stayed together the whole night

You were laying together underneath one of the blankets, your arms around his neck while his were lazily holding your waist, and for once he wasn’t a nervous wreck around you

He felt so comfortable like this, so close, so warm, like there was no one else around and it was just the two of you being able to enjoy one another’s company

As the night went on, and the guests started to make their ways home, you and Ralph kept your place on the soft couch still snuggled up together

You didn’t want to leave either

Ralph was being so sweet and so respectful, and for a snuggle party he made sure to still ask if you were comfortable with him touching you

He had been such a sweetheart the whole night and you couldn’t help but to bring him close and press a kiss to his cheek

And of course you giggled as soon as you saw how red he had gotten from just one kiss

But once you started you couldn’t just stop

You held his cheeks softly and peppered kisses all over his face, giggling each time your lips left his soft skin

After each kiss Ralph couldn’t help but smile and with your last kiss to the tip of his nose

The two of you laid together, looking into one another’s eyes, enjoying the moment you had just shared and your thumbs gently brushing over Ralph’s cheeks

The moment would’ve been much more sentimental had Victoria not started shouting that she was going up to bed, followed by one or two of the men she had been ‘snuggling’ with the whole night

But it didn’t bother you much, you were happy she was finally leaving

Meaning you and Ralph finally had time alone to yourselves, snuggling together so closely

Ralph was definitely planning another one of these parties again soon

But maybe this one would be held more privately… probably in his bedroom, with just enough pillows and blankets for the two of you to share