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[aimseytv]

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[partywithcoco]

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[forwhomthewordsflow]

idk if I have an exhibition kink or what but reading about reader and Eddie getting caught in the act…🥵

MINORS BE GONE!!!!!

word count: 1.9k

author's note: this started out as a blurb but...hehe...sorry

warnings: eddie x reader established relationship, smut, exhibitionism, voyeurism, more smut, fingering (fem rec), oral (fem rec)

you've always gone weak in the knees the moment Eddie turns on the "Dungeon Master" voice. he knows this, and uses it to his advantage quite often. there's nothing he loves more than seeing the effect he has on you, how you clench your thighs together, the way you'll bite your lip, or the way your eyes darken in a matter of milliseconds.

but today...Eddie was being especially cruel.

you loved to sit in on Hellfire sessions every once in a while. Eddie liked having you there to witness him work his magic, you always ended up clutching your stomach from laughter, and the boys loved when you joined in because you always brought some kind of baked good or snack.

you're just sweet like that. Eddie's sweet little girlfriend, watching him work with wide eyes and hanging off his every word.

he knew exactly what he was doing when he pitched his voice deeper, throwing in a bit of a rasp just for you. he could see the way your hands tightened their grip on your cute little skirt, your soft, thick thighs clamped together tightly underneath it. he spotted your teeth biting into your bottom lip, and the way your wide, innocent eyes morphed into a darker gaze filled with lust. he had to work hard to hold back a laugh, you were too easy.

luckily for him, his deeper tone fit right into the campaign, as they were embarking on a dangerous quest through a haunted forest. but you knew better. the asshole was doing this on purpose, why else would he be holding eye contact with you instead of looking at the other hellfire members?

you were right, he was doing this on purpose. there's no way in hell he'd be looking away from your sultry gaze, especially when he could feel himself growing harder by the second. the members of the party were none the wiser, too busy looking at their character sheets or with their heads in their hands, wondering how the hell they'd survive the quest Eddie had just doled out to them.

the longer he spoke, the harder it was for you to hide what his voice was doing to you. it was the moment your eyebrows drew together that had Eddie calling it quits for the night. every member of the party was quick to exit, lest their dungeon master change his mind about giving them the weekend to come up with their plan of attack.

Eddie watched as they left, then focused his gaze back on you after the door shut finally.

"C'mere, baby." he growled. his eyes fixed hungrily on your body as you slowly approached where he sat on his throne, laid back and legs spread wide.

his hands dart out to grab your waist, manhandling you so that you're standing between his legs with your ass just barely resting on the table behind you.

Eddie leans forward, letting his nose skim just under your breasts and all the way down to your naval. he stopped right over your mound, and inhaled deeply.

"Fuck," he groaned. "I can smell you already, sweetheart." You whimper as the dirty words leave his mouth, he's still speaking to you in that deeper voice and it's not helping the mess in your panties. you bring a hand to the top of his head, weaving your fingers into his hair giving it a soft tug.

he moans and squeezes your hips, lifting you onto the table. he runs a hand up your stomach to your chest, gently applying pressure to get you to lay back. his hand glides back down your body, stopping only when he reaches your skirt to lift it up so that he can duck his head under it.

before the moan can even make its way out of your mouth, he's got your panties pulled aside and his tongue in your pussy. eddie devours you like he's been waiting years to do it, licking and sucking your swollen clit into his mouth and moaning loud enough that anyone walking by would be able to hear. not that they'd hear him first, with the way you're whimpering and whining. you momentarily consider trying to stay quiet, but forget about it as soon as eddie sinks two fingers into you.

besides, who would be at the school still at 8pm on a friday?

-

chrissy cunningham, that's who.

sweet chrissy had been the only one available to come back to lock up the gym doors after lynne had forgotten to after cheer practice that afternoon. she called chrissy and pleaded with her to go lock up, as she's the only other cheerleader who has a key to the gym.

she knew lynne would get into huge trouble if anyone found out she'd left the door unlocked, and there's no way lynne would be able to make it to the school in time before going out of town with her family for the weekend, so chrissy relented.

it also helps that chrissy forgot her chemistry homework in her locker -- two birds, one stone.

after ensuring the gym doors were locked, she makes her way to her locker, a little spooked at how dark and quiet the hallways of the school are when no one is there.

at least, she thought no one was there.

right as she got her locker opened up is when she heard it.

a moan.

it sounded deep, manly.

chrissy only started to feel a tingle between her thighs when a much higher, womanly whimper accompanied the moaning.

it only took her a few seconds to see the light seeping out from the drama room's door. it's no wonder as to why she can hear whatever's going on in there so clearly...it's been left cracked open.

led by pure curiosity and lust, chrissy tip toes towards the door, racking her mind for who could possibly still be at school this late.

turns out, she didn't have to think so hard about it at all.

"Eddie!"

chrissy would know that voice anywhere. after all, she's only had a crush on you for the past two years.

she had planned on telling you once upon a time, before eddie munson swooped in and swept you off your feet. chrissy was surprised when she saw the two of you holding hands in the hallway between classes. she'd always catch you staring at her, smiling flirtatiously and twirling your hair, sometimes even sending her a little wave that would have chrissy thinking dirty thoughts at night.

she'd given up on her hopes of seducing you once she saw the way you and eddie looked at each other. and hell, eddie's almost at hot as you are. chrissy would be lying if she said he never made his way into her fantasies about you from time to time.

she knew it was wrong, but she had to peek inside.

it was so much better than all of her fantasies. eddie had you laid out on the hellfire table as he sat on his throne and positively devoured you. she couldn't see his face due to your skirt shielding him from view, but she could hear how messy it was. the wet, filthy sounds your pussy was making would forever be etched into her memory.

chrissy could feel her wetness growing as you arched your back, thrusting your perfect chest into the air. she had the perfect view down your blouse, and could see your white lacy bra underneath it. her thighs clenched and rubbed together, trying to relieve the ache in her core.

what happened next was her undoing. you let a hand trail between your breasts and down to your skirt. chrissy held her breath as she watched you lift up the hem and grab hold onto eddie's hair, anchoring him to your pussy. you then start to work your hips back and forth across his tongue, grinding slowly.

eddie's deep moan made it clear that he was really enjoying it. your moans grew louder and louder, and chrissy could spot eddie's fingers tightening their grip around your plush thighs, helping you move your hips.

chrissy imagined that she was right there beside him, helping him bring you to the brink of pleasure. she wondered how many fingers she'd put inside you, imagine her and eddie's tongues intertwining every so often as they worked in tandem around your clit. oh, how she'd love to make you scream.

"Eddie - baby, you're gonna make me cum, Eddie please," you whined. you sounded so exquisite, how could chrissy not let out a moan at the sound of it?

-

the sound of a new moan snapped you out of your pre-orgasmic haze in an instant. you craned your head backwards on the table, bending your neck at an uncomfortable angle to see none other than chrissy cunningham clinging to the door frame, watching you and eddie.

you let out a gasp, unsure of what to do next. do you stop eddie and tell him? yell at chrissy for watching the two of you like some pervert?

or do you admit to yourself that the idea of her watching you is turning you on even further than you thought was possible?

of course you thought chrissy was gorgeous. so sweet and adorable, you even thought she was going to kiss you once at a party last year before the two of you were rudely interrupted by someone doing a keg stand. you would've let her kiss you, too.

you look down at eddie to see if he's noticed your unexpected audience yet, only to find that he's already watching her.

his nose rests on your mound as his tongue circles slowly around your clit, his eyes are dark as he looks at chrissy from between your thighs.

why isn't he stopping? why isn't he reacting at all? why is this so fucking hot?

eddie felt you getting wetter and clenching around his fingers the moment you realized chrissy was at the door watching you. he's always suspected you had a thing for girls as well as guys, even though it's not a topic the two of you have approached yet.

although, he can imagine it'll come up pretty soon.

eddie doesn't even think you notice yourself grinding your hips onto his face harder and faster now that you have an audience. he's so turned on at how into this you are, he can't help but to bring a hand down to his rock hard erection beneath his jeans, trying to relieve some of the ache.

you shift your gaze from chrissy, who's frozen in place at the realization that she's been discovered, back down to eddie between your thighs, and the wink he sends you has you cumming in an instant. your body shakes with pleasure as you scream out, clamping down on eddie's fingers in a vice grip that almost forces them out of your pussy. you can't remember a time where you've had such an intense orgasm.

eddie plants tiny, softer kisses on and around your pussy as you come down from your high, reveling in the aftershocks that have your body twitching on the table. he moves his thumb up to your clit to rub slow circles, you whimper at the overstimulation but make no effort to move away.

eddie looks from you to chrissy, still clinging onto the door frame, and grins devilishly. she almost whimpers as she notes the shine of your wetness all over the bottom half of eddie's face.

"well?" eddie asks. chrissy flinches as he finally acknowledges her presence. "are you gonna keep standing there, or would you rather join?"

[neverseenastag]

I cannot believe 92% of people are wrong

Will literary admits in the show that he buys gifts when he's upset after he buys and beautifully wraps a present for Abigail. He gifts Hannibal a bottle of wine in season 1.

in 39 episodes of the show we don't see Hannibal surprising anyone with a gift.

Its also their personalities, Hannibal is someone who enjoys rare and beautiful things. Will cares less about material possessions but I think he would find a lot of pleasure in seeing an artisanal tea shop and getting to choose something unique for Hannibal. He would see something interesting, think of Hannibal and get it for him.

I head canon giftgiving to be a big part of how Will shows love. Predicting what someone would like and imagining their reaction etc.

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[realfullnameunavailable]

Should I write a Valentine's special with König, featuring him as a teenager or keep him at his canon age (late 30s-early 40s, based on his military rank)?

I wanted to write some fluff about the trending Kisses hoodie, but I'm unsure how age-appropriate it is for men in their thirties.

(It seems more like a teenager's thing than something for grown men.)

Tell me what you'd prefer!

Also, I wanted to thank you all for liking my previous post!♡

I never would have thought that people would like something I wrote out of boredom in the middle of the night, so thank you all!

[theswedishcatlord101]

[FATHER] drawing

(tw! Disturbing(?) images)

I tired drawing something creepy.

Kawaii version:

[flapjack-biscuit-scone]

heya gang, i promise i’m still kickin’. take this sketch as proof

i finished finals this past week and am hoping to post more art now that i have the time. i honestly have so many pencil sketches of these two! but there’s something in my brain that makes me only want to share my finished work with the world, even with fan art. perfectionism, i guess. but if y’all are interested i’ll post more sketches to keep things active on this page. i only just started here, dammit!

[calumfmu]

your fics are godly. you wouldnt know you were in a slump!

could i request eddie and steve fighting over reader? like eddie shows up at family video and steve is stood between readers legs feeding her red vines and shes playing with his hair and eddie is like 😤 game on steven.

Hiii babe <3 thank you so muchhh. like genuinely, I could cry rn. Im really fucking trying lmfaoo so I hope this is good :)))) Steddie x Reader (who is playing them both) cw: swearing, allusions to sex, 2.1k+ words (I did it y'all + working on edits are next bc I'm shit at them, I can only do collage)

“Just call me for what time to pick you up, okay?” Eddie’s voice was soft when he spoke to you, tires screeching to a halt as the van pulled up in front of the Family Video. You were shy behind the smile that nursed your lips, trying not to fully beam at him as he ran out to open your passenger door.

“Yeah, yeah, I know the deal, Munson,” you teased, hoping out with your bag thrown over your shoulder.

He stood up close in your space, nearly chest to chest with you as he reached up to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear. He smelled like leather, the familiar scent filling your senses like a heated towel.

“Just looking out for my favorite girl,” he whispered, pecking your nose as you rolled your eyes playfully at his comment. You weren’t his girlfriend, but he loved to tease you when it came to claiming you as his. You couldn’t even pretend to be upset at it, loving the way he called you his and the pet names that followed.

“Is that what I am now?”

“My one and only.”

The look on his face warmed you up, his hair blowing in the wind as he leaned down to press his lips to yours. The kiss was soft, lips touching with the briefest sensation of want— remnants of your time spent in the hazy morning in his trailer, seated on his lap, pushing him down into the mattress.

You heard a throat clear to your right, only for you to look up and see Robin standing with her arms crossed, leaning against the glass door of the video store.

“You’re gonna be late,” she grumbled, shaking her head at the two of you intertwined. Blushing, you pulled away from him, his hand outstretching to hold yours for as long as possible while you took a few steps away. He reluctantly let go, your arms being stretched as the distance increased to be too much for contact.

“Call me!”

You nodded at him, waving him goodbye as he leaned against the van door. Meeting Robin’s side, you bumped your shoulder with hers.

“You know, you’re going to have to make a decision some day,” she said, holding the door open for you as you walked in. Your heart kicked up at her words, clearing your throat to ease away the discomfort.

“What do you mean?”

You fawned innocence, eyes batting up at her as she gave you that all knowing look. The two of you made it a few steps into the business, your eyes immediately searching for that chestnut colored mane, puppy dog eyes lingering amongst the aisles.

“You know what I mean,” she said, leaning into your ear so her words wouldn’t carry far. “They’re not dumb, you know.”

“Still don’t know what you’re talking about.” You called out behind you as you made your way around the counter. She grumbled something in reply, it being lost as you as your mind was set on one thing.

You gave her a cheery smile, walking to the back office to place your things down. Immediately upon entering, there he was— Steve, your other situation, if you could call it that. The serious look on his face immediately flipped around upon laying his eyes on you, teeth bared in a smile with his eyebrows raised.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this, no. You didn’t mean to be playing both sides of the fence, Eddie on one hand, reserved for late nights and early mornings, Steve on the other, day time charades and afternoon picnics.

It just happened. Maybe somewhere along the mysterious shit that always happened around Hawkins where you got to spend time with reformed king more or the effort to clear the Munson boys name, you happened to fall for the two of them. At the same time. It wasn’t your fault, okay? They were both too pretty to make a decision, too good to you in their different ways, too much to be able to put down.

“Hi, pretty girl,” he muttered before crossing the floor to meet you in an embrace. You felt safe in his arms too, chest broad in muscle, cinnamon scent encompassing you. It was different than Eddie’s, yet all the same. “You’re late.”

You looked up at him, chin at his chest as his eyes stared down at you. Sleep wore on his face, big eyes drooping slightly, exhaustion from the early morning showing.

“Only 5 minutes,” You pouted, bottom lip jutting out. “You’d cover for me right? My ride was a little hectic.”

“You know I always do.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, pulling you out of the break room to meet Robin on the floor. She was labeling VHS cases, tongue poked out at the corner of her mouth as she focused on getting the stickers straight. Following his lead, he settled next to her, dividing the pile while you took a seat on the countertop, opening a box of candy that had just been shipped in.

Your legs swung in front of you, hitting the backboard of the counter you sat on. While the three of you focused on morning duties, your foot hit Steve’s thigh every now and then, smirk on your lips as you knew he would get “frustrated” eventually and “snap”.

“Babe,” he warned, pushing your foot with his hip as he threw a tape down on the pile. You laughed under your breath, grabbing packs of Red Vines out of the case.

“What am I doing?” You cocked your head to the side, not yet wanting to look up at the look he was giving you. You tapped him again, toe pointed as his hand reached down to grab your ankle.

“Playing dumb is really your strong suit,” Robin commented, raising her eyebrows as she looked at the two of you. You shot her a look, urging her to not continue as Steve rose an eyebrow.

“Rob, shut up,” you laughed, throwing the balled up packing tape you had accumulated from the boxes at her. She dodged it as she laughed, throwing her own scraps from labels towards you.

Steve’s grip on your ankle tightened slightly, he slid in between your parted legs, hips pressed flush against the counter as you tried to maneuver out of the grip, laughing as he locked you in.

“Playing dumb? You’re the smartest girl I know,” he teased, helping you unpack the candy while still seated between your legs. Robin made a face at you from behind him, immediately going serious when Steve turned around to give her a look. She loved teasing you whenever she had the opportunity, all jokes in good fun, no matter what she thought of the predicament you found yourself in.

“That’s so rude, Harrington,” she said, rolling her eyes as she took a stack of tapes to re-shelf. You watched as she walked away, getting lost in an aisle closer to the door.

He ignored her, placing his hands on your thighs as he abandoned the candy. You held a box of licorice in your hands, toying at the corners as you looked at him. The look on his face grew more serious, eyes squinted as he pursed his lips.

“I wanna know though… what are you so good with playing dumb at that Robin had to be oh, so mysterious about?”

Your heart lurched at his question, eyes darting down to look at the blue box in hand. The corner ripped underneath your hand, plastic being pulled back as you found sudden interest in it.

“Nothing.”

He hummed at the short answer, fingers coming up to pull your chin to focus on him. You met his eyes, chocolate brown wide as you melted at the look.

“Is that so?” Steve’s voice was low, a deep grumble coming from his chest. His fingers found your hips, pulling him into you quickly that made you yelp, candy flying everywhere as your hands flew up to grab at him.

“Steve! Look what you made me do!”

“You still didn’t answer me.”

You groaned, looking at the mess of red candy that laid around you. He picked up a stick of licorice, taking a bite out of it before feeding it to you. You smiled around it, hand coming up to rest at his chest as you went to push him away from you. His scent of cinnamon hit you, preventing you from the motion, instead curling your fingers into the fabric of his striped shirt, sat under his vest. You dragged it up the length of his body, settling into his hair as you curled a piece of it between your fingertips.

“Hey, uhhh… you guys…” Robin’s voice was wary as she spoke across the floor, yet the two of you didn’t register it, focused on each other.

She hurriedly made her ways towards you guys, foot steps coming closer as her gaze was focused on something outside the doors. You took another bite of the candy from Steve’s fingers, looking up at him through your lashes as you made a show of it.

The bell above the door rang, signaling entry as the two of you remained distracted.

“You forgot your jacket in my…”

Your heart stopped. You recognized that voice. Eddie stood there, your jean jacket in his hand as he faltered his steps, feet away from the counter. The look on his face dropped, eyes glaring at Steve who stood in front of you. Pushing him away, you hoped off the counter.

Robin stood frazzled behind him, eyes wide as her eyes glinted between the three of you. Her mouth was dropped open, cringing at the awkward situation it was.

“Steve.”

The tone of the name had you cringing, realizing that Eddie saw you at no fault, this was up to Steve. He slowly made his way up to the counter, jean jacket being placed on the flat surface as he stared down the younger man.

“Than—” You cleared your throat. “Thank you, Eddie.”

He hummed in response, not breaking the staring contest that he found himself in. Steve shifted uncomfortably, quickly swallowing down the piece of candy he had.

“You had her jacket in your van?” The realization of the situation began to dawn on him, voice dripping with the same tone Eddie had. It was all directed towards the long haired man, leaving you out of it.

“Mhmm,” Eddie said, crossing his arms over his chest. You felt small between them, both boys beginning to size each other up. “She must have left it last night when she came over.”

You shot a look at Robin, begging her to help you as you didn’t know what to do. She shrugged at you, mouthing ‘told you so’ before turning on her heel, scurrying away from the budding altercation. Sighing, you placed a hand at your forehead, the temperature in the building rising suddenly.

“Came over?” Steve asked, stepping up to the counter, closer to him. You were grateful for the separation between them, not daring to think about what would’ve happened if it wasn’t there.

“That’s right, pretty boy.” You don’t think you had heard Eddie ever speak to Steve in that manner, them becoming ‘friends’ in the most recent months.

“That must have been after our trip in my car.” Steve’s eyebrow shot up. “To Skull Rock.” His palm pressed on the counter, leaning over in his direction. “After sunset.”

You could’ve passed out right then and there if it weren’t for the way Eddie suddenly smiled at him, teeth bared in a grin you had only seen reserved for you. He walked even closer to the counter, face inches away from Steve’s at this point.

“Touché, Harrington.”

With a quirk of his eyebrow, he turned away, walking towards the door. His hand shot out to push it open, lingering in the frame before turning to face you.

“See you later, sweetheart. Pick you up at 6, normal time?”

The subtle nod of your head had him smiling even wider, the chains around his neck clinking together as he tilted his head in response.

“She’s got plans with me at 7, Munson!” Steve’s voice shouted out to him as he exited, a loud ‘HA!’ left behind in his wake. The counter swung shut, bell ringing as the shutters on the door rattled.

You just stood there for a minute, wondering what the fuck you got yourself into. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, most definitely wasn’t supposed to be discovered like this. You closed your eyes, leaning onto the counter with your elbows, head rested in your hands.

“You are so fucked,” Robin laughed, returning to your side. You just nodded in response, palms digging into your eye sockets. Stars floated behind your closed lids, dancing in the darkness behind them.

“Shut it, Robin.”

Masterlist. Inbox and requests are open! Part two <3

[sspadfoot]

Are you guys ready to talk about how Jily stans are crueler than Jegulus stans?

[giant-ball-of-twine]

There IS a right answer to this btw. But please still rb this/comment with your own thoughts and justification bc I love to read them >:)

[capturedbeauty]

[sunriseabram]

RT for bigger sample size!

[gardentool]

Nanami: Hey, so I ate those brownies in the fridge downstairs. Were they yours?

Gojo: Yeah, it’s gonna kick in soon.

Nanami: What’s gonna kick in?

Nanami: Gojo.

[starchasersversion]

going through a sexuality crisis was not on my 2024 bingo card

[newjeansislife]

Chapter 1: Those f*ck*ss keys

Part of the serie: The neighbor

A/n : Tell me what you think 'cause I'm not sure if I'll continue the story...?

Warnings: swear words, injury

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Synopsis : y/n forgot her keys inside her friend's house, who has left on vacation, and decides to break inside. Unfortunately she realizes she has broken in the wrong house. What will she do now?

Y/n was running down the street, her steps echoing loudly in the small street. She couldn't see much, but she managed to find what she thought was haerin's house. Y/n was delighted to see that the window to the bedroom was open and lights were on. She did find it a bit weird that lights were still on with no one inside the house, (Haerin had just left on a weekend to see her grandparents in the country side) but she was too tired to connect the dots and realize she had the wrong house. She spotted a tree right next to the window, and decided to start climbing up. Thankfully, she safely set foot inside the bedroom.

Looking around, she finally realized the bedroom wasn't haerin's! The walls were a light green, and the room was neat and tidy, unlike haerin's room, which was always full of plushies and cat posters. Understanding her mistake she slowly started to head back to the window she came in with, hoping no one would see her. As she climbed on top of the window, she tripped on the radiator, ending up half-inside hal-outside the bedroom window, barely hanging on by gripping the window frame. Y/n started wiggling her body, trying to get back up ON the window not UNDERNEATH it... But nothing worked. She was stuck and she looked like an idiot. Muttering curses under her breath, she didn't hear the sound of someone opening the door to the stranger's bedroom.

Y/n felt hands grab her arms, and she let out small yelp, falling back into the arms of the unknown person. Instinctively, she pushed the person back, she freezed finally getting to see who's house she had broken into. A beautiful raven haired girl looked at her with wide eyes, her hand holding y/n's wrist tightly. She was taller than y/n and she wore baggy stay-at-home clothes: her black hair up in a bun, gray sweatpants and a dark blue sweater with a school's logo inscripted on it, although it was too washed off to make it anything close to readable... Y/n snapped out of her thoughts as the girl exclaimed "Are you alright?!" Y/n was still quite shook from her near-falling experience and didn't respond. "Wait- who are you? And what the hell are you doing in my house??" Y/n wasn't much of a thinker, and just decided (obviously not thinking straight) to climb off the window as quickly as possible, and run to haerin's actual house, leaving the poor girl in shock.

What y/n hadn't told hyein was that unfortunately, climbing haerin's actual window was much harder than Minji's, and she succeded, but with a broken window, a sprained ankle and a bruised ego (or what was left of it anyway). She was now unfortunately stuck at haerin's house until someone would come and pick her up...