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planetsteddie · 1 year

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ᥴꫝꪮꪮᦓꫀ ꪑꫀ, ꪶꪮꪜꫀ ꪑꫀ☆

pairing(s): carl gallagher x fem!reader

summary: just fucking read it

WARNING(S)!!!: angst, short, that's all i'm saying

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On a cold night on the Southside of Chicago, was Y/n walking toward the very famous Gallagher family. She loved that family to death. They have all been there for her through thick and thin. Especially Fiona and Carl.

Carl…her best friend, lover, boyfriend, love of her life.

Fuck she didn't know what to call him all she knew was that she loved him with her heart and soul.

They have both been best friends from the ripe age of six years old. The two were known as mentally insane when they were younger. As they grew they matured. Well, Y/n matured.

Carl may have matured but it sure as hell wasn't his brain.

(bro no hate on carl but he is immature :) )

The couple did so much crazy shit together. No matter what it was.

Fiona on the other hand…well let's just say she's like a mom and a sister in one. Iykyk.

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She had finally reached the door to her second home. Sure she had her first one but she couldn't but feel more at home there.

Walking into the kitchen, patting off the snow from her shoulders, Y/n went straight to the fridge for a beer. She took a sip as she heard the sound, BANG!

So she carefully and quietly put her beer on the counter and walked upstairs, the noise getting louder with each step. The sound of heavy breathing didn't catch her off guard, thinking it was Lip and one of his flings.

She rolled her eyes and walked towards the boy's room. Opening the door quickly she begins to say as she turns her head, " Seriously, Lip if you're gonna fuc-" she paused as she finally looked.

Not seeing Lip, but seeing a bunch of curly hair splayed on the lap of her boyfriend. It was Dominique and…Carl.

It was sad to say that she was expecting it. I mean it always ends up being her no matter what, but that couldn't stop the pain and heartbreak that struck her heart.

Seeing the two scramble and gather their clothes as she stands there with teary eyes. Turning around that bitch quickly runs past her with a smug look. She huffed, rolled her eyes, and shut the door.

As the door shut, all Y/n did was stare Carl down. He looked down at his feet.

"Why?" she said with a weary voice.

He just shrugged. He didn't know. Dominique treats him like shit while Y/n makes him feel loved. She's been there for him through all of the hardships since they were kids.

She shook her head, "No! You're not answering the goddamn question, Carl."

He stood there silent with a look of bewilderment on his face. The tears fell freely down her face, "Why do you always go back to her?" she whispered.

Once again no answer...

For once she wished he would choose her but he never does and probably never will. All she can do is hope.

"I don't know."

The girl can't help but scoff at the pathetic excuse of an answer. "I don't know doesn't answer my question so again why?"

"I'm so sick and tired of you choosing someone else over me. I have been there through everything but to you I'm nothing. Apparently, you could give less of a shit about me or how I fucking feel."

She just wanted him to love her as she does him. He does but it's Carl...he doesn't know how to tell her that.

"I swear to god, Carl. If you don't fucking spill I will walk out that door and I will not come back. If you're not gonna fight for this relationship then I'm not anymore. I am sick and tired of losing to everyone. I just wanted you to choose me and love me..."

She looked at him with wide pleading eyes, waiting for him to say anything to stop her from walking out the door. e

He tried but couldn't quite get the words out.

"but I guess I was wrong."

After that was said she left the Gallagher household and walked out into the cold winter night. Leaving a crying Carl back in his room regretting and wishing he had said something.

Tears trailed down his face. He not only lost someone he loved but he also lost his best friend.

Wet tears trailed down the girl's face in the cold night as she walked home. She couldn't help but feel relieved in a way. She no longer has to feel the burden of not being enough for someone to pick and choose.

The girl couldn't help but cry even after feeling a sense of relief. She lost her best friend, lover, boyfriend, and love of her life.

It all came down to that one day someone would finally choose her, and love her only.

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omg it's soo bad

i just really wanted to get something out...again I'm so sorry for going completely MIA I was sick with a little something that authors get (well most authors...i think)

i like to call her...procrastination

it's been sitting in my drafts for fucking decades

love you guys </3

#angst #shameless us #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #shameless #carl gallagher #fiona gallagher #im gonna have a breakdown after writing this #carl gallagher x fem!reader #fem!reader #x reader #female reader #reader insert #fem reader #short as a bitch #been sitting in my drafts #for decades

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planetsteddie · 1 year

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the way that I'm one follower away from 100 and I went MIA...

THANK YOU BTW....love you guys</3

i'll try to come up with something soon...no promises 💅🏼😋

#just in a silly goofy mood #sorry i went mia #love you guys

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planetsteddie · 2 years

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i will forever stand by that for the rest of my fucking life

tom hardy looks like he would give you the best dick of your life and then make you a grilled cheese right after.

#this is so funny #and i fully support this and want him to fuck me whole heartedly #tom hardy #here laur goes again..#this is just #this is so #aahhhhh

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planetsteddie · 2 years

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ρꪮ꠸ꪀꪻ ꪮᠻ ᥅ꫀꪻ᥅ꫀꪖꪻ; ρꪻ ᒿ ☆

pairing(s): mattheo riddle x fem! reader

summary: in which he decided to fuck up his relationship

readers house: slytherin

year: 6th

WARNING(S): yelling, cursing, short, cheating, dumbass friends, y/n being a bad bitch cuz that needs its own warning

part 1

(i had to revamp this soo yeah...:/ )

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A few weeks later, Y/n is walking to class. She can't help but feel confused. Mattheo has completely ignored her. At this point she stopped trying and caring. It was really frustrating not knowing what she could've possibly done to make him disregard her.

The girl can only hope that maybe he has a surprise for her. Their two-year anniversary is coming up and Y/n can't help but be excited. Knowing that she has been with him for this long.

Smiling to herself, thinking of the possibilities she ended up bumping into something. She rubbed her head and then looked up. Y/n saw the confused look from Theodore Nott, Mattheo's best friend.

Her eyes widened “Oh my god! I’m so sorry Theo. I wasn’t paying mind to where I was going.” He just chuckles “It’s alright Y/n. How are you and Mattheo doing?” The girls smile immediately turns into a sad one. Tears start to fill her eyes but wanting to be strong, holds them in. “We’re alright. I hope. He’s just been really distant and he keeps ignoring me every time I try to talk to him.”

He looks down, his expression turning cold. He looked up and reassured, “ I’ll talk to him, to see what’s wrong. Ok Y/n?” She nodded. He walked passed me in the direction he was going before she ran into him. Continuing to walk to Potions,late. She walks in trying to walk straight to her seat trying not to get caught by Professor Snape. By tip toeing to her seat almost successfully until someone had to call her name. And that someone just had to be the best friend, Hermione Granger. She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Snape turns and simply stares. He would have let her off with a warning if this was her first time being late but in this case it’s not. I’ve been late multiple times. Mostly because of Mattheo wanting to stay with me an empty classroom

In the side of her eye was Mattheo laughing at something Ginny Weasley said. Personally Y/n didn’t like her but tolerates her for Hermione’s sake.

She heard Snape talking to me “Ms. L/n would you like to explain why this is your nearly 10th time late to my class.” She just stared at him with wide not knowing how to explain that she simply ran into someone and started talking. “Ummmm…” He raised an accusing eyebrow.

He began talking “No explanation then. Hm?” finally finding the words to answer his question from before. “ I ran into someone and we started talking, you know catching up.” As she finished that Theodore fucking Nott just so happened to walk in the door. She mentally facepalmed herself. His ironic appearance causing chatter across the Potions room.

However, Snape didn’t even seem to be bothered by his entrance. “This is a warning for you and Mr.Nott to not be late to my class again. Now find your seats.” They were surprised that he let the two off with a warning. Relieved however that she's on Professors soft side.

She hurriedly walked to her seat in the back.

She zoned out for the rest of the lesson until it was finally over. She packed her stuff up and started walking towards the door. She was walking out the door and saw Mattheo hugging Ginny fucking Weasley.

She's very conflicted. Is she the reason why he’s ignoring her or am is she overthinking it. She watched them still in shock. They break apart and see me staring and just look away. She scoffed and started walking towards the Slytherin common room. She muttered the password “Pure-blood.” Walking in only to see Draco and Blaise arguing which is extremely rare. They literally never argue about anything.

She walked up to them trying to hear what they’re saying. Not really hear anything besides them talking about her and Mattheo.

Finally butting in and saying something “What are you both going on about?” Both of their eyes widen and they suddenly look guilty. She starts laughing slightly at their change in emotion. “What’s the matter? What’s got you two looking so guilty?” They both look at each other and say simultaneously.

“Nothing!” She furrowed her eyebrows confusingly. “Are you sure? Because if something wasn’t wrong then why were you two arguing.?” They pursed their lips and said “You heard that?” She looked at them both amused “Of course I did. I'm pretty sure the whole school heard you.” They laughed and then it slowly died down awkwardly. “So what’s wrong?” They sighed and Draco said “You’re still on that."

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Of course I am. You guys were arguing and you hardly argue.” They stayed quiet. “Well you’re going to tell me I’m going to go to Mattheos dorm. She started walking towards his dorm when they were quickly in front of her trying to push her away from his. “ What are you doing? I’m trying to see Mattheo.” They shake their heads. “He’s busy.” She scoffed.

“Well I’m sure he’ll let me in.” They both shook their heads. She rolled her eyes. “If you don’t let me pass I will crucio you both.” Their eyes widened and they let her past reluctantly. Smiling smugly she trudges down to his dorm. His room is quiet. Almost too quiet.

She tries to open the door but it’s locked. Muttering the charm, “Alohomora.” The door is unlocked. She smirks which immediately drops.

Tears clouds her vision. Seeing her boyfriend on top of a red-head. She thinks of Ginny Weasley and rolls her eyes. She was right. She was right at something that she didn't want to be right about. It makes sense. The distance. The sudden friendliness. She knew there was something wrong.

Oh how she was terribly wrong.

She heard the name she never thought she would hear, "Fuck, Hermione!" The girl was shell-shocked. Collecting herself she took a deep breath. “This is one hell of an anniversary gift." Their heads shoot towards her shocked.

The cheating bastard was pulling on his trousers until he heard someone say, "This is one hell of an anniversary gift." He shot his neck towards the voice, practically giving himself whiplash. He opened his mouth to think of something to say but comes up blank.

Her stare is deadly but he can tell she’s been crying from the way her eyes, cheeks, and nose are red. She starts sniffling. She looks to Hermione in complete disgust. “ What kind of fucking friend are you. I’ve known you since 1st year. I helped you with you’re studies. I got Draco and practically all of the other Slytherins to stop call you mudblood. I put a stop to all of the bullying. AND THIS IS HOW YOU FUCKING REPAY ME!”

The tears falling down her cheeks physically hurt him. Knowing that he did that.

(shut the fuck up fine ass bitch ass man whore)

She looks to the heartbreaker and completely breaks. “ AND YOU! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU FUCK MY BEST FRIEND. WE’VE BEEN DATING FOR ALMOST 2 YEARS AND YOU FUCK MY BEST FRIEND. YOU IGNORE ME FOR FUCKING WEEKS JUST TO FUCK HER.” She starts laughing while crying, “Honestly I would rather you fuck any girl in this school instead of her. Hell even Ginny Weasley because I was expecting it.” She looks at me heartbroken. She walks out of the room sobbing.

Quickly running after her, “Wait. Y/n!” He kept following her until he reached the common room. She’s telling them about what happened.

She stalked down the hall to the common room. Once she reached it. Immediately she saw Blaise and Draco. She ran to them and Blaise pulled her into a hug. She sobbed, “He-he cheated on me with h-her.” She continued to sniffle into his chest. She looks up at them to see their reaction. They don’t look the slightest bit surprised. Her voice broke “Did you know?” They look at me guilty and nodded. She felt herself break even more. “Oh my god. You both knew and you didn’t tell me. What the actual FUCK is wrong with you two. Oh god you make me sick!”

She ran up to her room going into the bathroom. She looks into the mirror and cries harder. She stumbles back into the wall and slides. Her head falling onto her knees.

I can’t believe that they knew and that he cheated on me with Hermione, my best friend. We were practically sisters. And she fucking betrayed me. They all did. Friendships and relationships down the fucking drain! And for what?

Theodore walked into the common room hearing someone yelling and crying. He saw Y/n yelling at Blaise and Draco which never really happened. Y/n’s not one to typically cry so it had to be something really heartbreaking for her to starting crying. He looked over to see Mattheo standing there looking guilty and then Hermione coming out of his dorm looking a fucking hot mess in only his shirt.

He was fucking livid. Theo had no clue that he was cheating on Y/n. He knew the others knew from the way she’s yelling at them. She ran up to her room.

I’ll go up soon just need to deal with my "best friend" first.

How could he hurt someone as kind as her.

He looks at him as if nothing just happened. “Oh hey Theo. How you doing mate?” He glared at him. “Don’t you “mate” me”

He looks down at the floor guiltily “You know.. you’re a fucking idiot.” That’s all he says and then walks up to Y/n’s room to see her in her bathroom crying. He walked in and sat with her she looks up at me and says brokenly “D-did you know?” He shook his head while saying, “No, love.” She then immediately leaped to me for a Hug.

He comforted her the best he could. She fell asleep after a while. He took her to her bed and tucked her in. He had to deal with is his stupid man whore of a friend.

(puuuuurrrrr theoooo)

It’s been a few weeks since the thing with the four people that shall not be named. The next morning was peaceful. Waking up to a teddy bear and breakfast on the foot of her bed.

Then she remembered what day it was and what happened that night. Theo had helped her a lot through the weeks. He’s being the friend that she needs right now.

Walking to Transfigurations class. She was almost there when someone stopped her. She looked to see who. The girl rolled her eyes. “What do you want Riddle?” He looks at me with pleading eyes. “I want to apologize and I want to explain why I did what I did.” She scowled, “You mean when you cheated on me with my best friend for who knows how long.” He nodded guiltily.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes “Well….” He took a deep breath “I’m sorry Y/n know what I did was wrong. And I was wondering if you could give me 1 more chance?”

She looked at him bewildered. “What the fuck. No! Sure I can forgive you. Yeah I can do that but it doesn’t change the fact that you fucked my best friend.”

Feeling the tears in her eyes fall, “You broke me! You ruined everything we had and- for what?”

Nothing...

“Fuck you man.”

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I know I took fucking forever to post this. I had major writers block.

Let me know what you think of it or if you have any suggestions on my writing.

@jjsgirlp4l

masterlist; part 1

#angst #harry potter angst #draco malfoy angst #draco malfoy #mattheo riddle #harry potter imagine #harry potter fanfiction #theodore nott #blaise zabini #hermione granger #ginny weasley #harry potter

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planetsteddie · 2 years

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ρꪮ꠸ꪀꪻ ꪮᠻ ᥅ꫀꪻ᥅ꫀꪖꪻ; ρꪻ ᧒ ☆

pairing(s): mattheo riddle x fem! reader

summary: in which he decided to fuck up his relationship

readers house: slytherin

year: 6th

WARNING(S): yelling, cursing, short, cheating, dumbass friends, y/n being a bad bitch cuz that needs its own warning

part 2

(i had to revamp this soo yeah...:/ )

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Mattheo and Y/n were not the perfect couple. They had their ups and downs like any other normal couple would. When they were in one of their ups they could be seen as a perfect couple. With all of the lovey dovey shit. Their downs though.. let’s just say that even the devil feared their arguments.

Him and Y/n have been best friends since their 1st year. She can’t say that her brother agreed with who she was friends with at the time but she could care less. He was her first friend other than Draco and Cedric she had no other friends. People thought of her as hot headed and short tempered.

She simply pushed what they thought of her away. Mattheo helped her through a lot of those times. He helped her with people insulting her throughout the school year. He would go through hell and back for her and so would she. They have been through hell and back.

He helped her with the death of her brother. Through those times Y/n had developed feelings for Mattheo. Mattheo’s feelings have been mutual for a very long time.

Finally Y/n got the courage to tell Mattheo about her feeling which he gladly accepted. He had waited so long to finally hold her in a way that most friends probably don’t. He had waited so long to finally kiss her. Until many years later he fucked it up.

Y/n’s POV

I was walking through the halls of Hogwarts after Defense of the Dark Arts. Snape was a pain in the ass, but I have a lot of respect for the man. He did a lot for us during the war.

(yes snape is alive. He’s a father figure towards the reader.)

I was walking towards the slytherin common room. I whispered the password that was really obvious for slytherins: “Pure-blood.” I entered the common room and saw Draco and Blaise talking on the couch in front of the fire. I guess they heard me walk in because they looked toward me. They had this look in their eyes that I could point out as to what it was.

I just shrugged it off and went straight to my room to get comfy. I heard something coming from a room down the hall. I paid no mind to it. I walked straight into my room. I sat on my bed after I had gotten comfy and grabbed one of the muggle romance books that Harry had gotten me for my birthday. It’s called the “Notebook.” I’ve never found something so interesting and romantic yet so sad at the same time.

I had just gotten to a good part when I suddenly heard a knock at my door. I turned towards the door and simply said “It’s open.” Whoever was there opened the door and entered my room. I looked up to see who it was to see Mattheo. He looked like he had been through hell. His tie was fucked up he was sweating profusely. I quickly got up and checked to she if he was alright.

I touched his forehead to try to check his temperature. He was burning up. I said worriedly “ Oh my god! You’re burning up Mattheo. Do I need to get Madam Pomfrey to come and check up on you?” His eyes widened and he rapidly shook his head. I looked at him confused with and eyebrow raised.

I questioned him again “ Are you sure? You look like hell.” He reassured me that he was only tired from class. I was confused because he didn't have any classes today.

(We’re going to pretend that they have A days and B days)

I nodded my head unsure and told him to come lay down and take a nap with me. He got comfortable and got into bed under the covers. I walked over to the bed still confused as fuck.

I continued reading my book. Mattheo laid as far as he could from until he was practically off the edge of the bed. I mean I realized that he has been distant a lot but I’m not sure if I did something to upset him or something else happened. I just decided to leave him because a mad and frustrated Mattheo is not something I want to deal with right now.

I am hurt I’ll admit. I haven’t seen him for more than 5 minutes at all this week. He’s been avoiding me or he’s not telling me something. Everytime I ask what’s wrong he changes the subject or says that it’s nothing. We used to tell eachother everything. Hell I still do.

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masterlist; part 2

#angst #harry potter angst #draco malfoy angst #draco malfoy #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle angst #harry potter imagine #harry potter fanfiction #theodore nott #blaise zabini #hermione granger #ginny weasley #harry potter

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planetsteddie · 2 years

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THIS IS A WORK OF ART!!!! <33

Fake It

Please comment and reblog! I’d appreciate it!

A/N: I apologize for my absence but life is roundhouse kicking my ass right now. But I’m super excited about this piece!

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Warnings: smut! Dom!eddie, spitting, name calling (both sweet and dirty- slut), unprotected sex, daddy kink!, creampie, mentions of porn

“Maybe it’s me; maybe I’m broken,” you sighed to Robin. She simply rolled her eyes as she continued to sort through the return stack.

“It’s not you- guys just suck,” she said.

“Hey!” Steve yelled from the back.

“Maybe you shouldn’t eavesdrop then!” You yelled back.

“Maybe you guys should just speak louder!”

“Oh my god, I’m gonna kill him,” you mumbled. “Seriously, Robin- is it to much to ask for a guy to make me feel good? He doesn’t even have to make me cum, just make me feel something!”

“Eh-hem.” The sudden clearing of a throat made you jump as you whipped around to see a flustered Eddie Munson standing awkwardly at the counter.

“Shit!”

“Munson! What’s up, man?” Steve said with a smile, emerging from the back.

“N-not a whole lot. Looking to see if you got any new releases in,” he said, his eyes not leaving you the whole time.

“(Y/N) definitely hasn’t,” Robin mumbled. You threw an empty case at her which she easily dodged.

“Um, yeah, let me check the back. I think I did see some new titles.”

Steve wandered to the back, leaving you flustered in front of Eddie. He stared at his shoes and rocked back and forth, not really sure what to say to you.

“I think I’m gonna go help Steve,” Robin said before heading off. You tried to catch her attention and tell her no but she purposely didn’t look back at you.

She was the only one that knew about your crush on the metalhead, although she claimed it was obvious by the way you became a flustered mess any time he was around. Despite him being one of the kindest people you had ever met, you were always too scared to make a move. So that’s why you settled for less than mediocre dates with far less than mediocre guys.

“So, uh, any plans for the weekend?” You asked, trying to break the horrible tension.

“Just gonna hang out and watch some movies,” Eddie answered.

“Right, right. Of course,” you mumbled, mentally facepalming yourself.

“Why do you ask?” He asked.

“Just curious! I think I’m gonna go see what’s taking those two idiots so long.”

Before Eddie could say anything else, you booked it to the back. You crashed into Robin and Steve who were listening behind the curtain that closed off the back room from the counter.

“What the fuck is taking you guys so long?” You whispered.

“We we’re having too much fun listening to you crash and burn out there,” Steve snickered. “I’m sure if you asked him to hang out, he would say yes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” You have Robin a death glare but she threw up her hands.

“I didn’t say anything!”

“Yeah, it’s just really obvious,” Steve chuckled. “Here, bring him this.”

Steve shoved you back out there with the tape in your hands.

“Did they get lost or something?” Eddie asked with a small smile.

“Pretty hard to find things when they have their heads shoved up each other’s asses,” you said loud enough for them to hear.

Eddie let out a loud laugh and it made your heart jump up your throat. He looked down at the tape in your hand and reached for it.

“For me?”

“Oh, yeah,” you nodded. You rang him out and handed him the tape. “I’ll see you around.”

“I’m counting on it,” he smiled.

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“Why are the guys around here so boring?” You asked to no one in particular.

“I’m not boring!” Steve scoffed.

“Yeah okay,” you laughed. “What’s the most adventurous things you’ve done in bed?”

“Well…I… I’ve used a scarf?”

“A scarf?” You repeated.

“Were you cold?” Robin asked.

“No, I wasn’t cold! We used it as a blindfold,” he said sheepishly.

“I highly doubt you’ve blindfolded a girl,” you challenged.

“I never said she was the one blindfolded,” he said with a smirk.

“Harrington!” Robin gasped. Steve wiggled his eyebrows as you fake gagged.

“I can be a…what’s the new term kids are using these days…oh right, I can be daddy.” Steve tried to purr but failed miserably.

“You give off more of a mommy vibe,” you said. “You and your scarf of mystery.”

“Yeah, that’s not exactly kinky, Steve. Grandparents are using blindfolds these days,” Robin added.

“Yeah, why do you think they like knitting so much?” The three of you jumped when you heard the voice interrupt. Eddie stood there with a very amused expression on his devilishly handsome face.

“That’s gross,” Steve scowled.

“Thought it was kinky?” You laughed. Steve rolled his eyes before turning back to Eddie.

“(Y/N), here, was just saying how all the guys around here are boring in bed. Care to weigh in?”

“Steve!” You smacked his arm. “That’s not exactly appropriate to ask a customer.”

“A customer? Ouch. And here I was thinking we were friends,” Eddie said, holding his hand to his chest.

“We are friends,” you mumbled, rather embarrassed.

“Good,” Eddie beamed. He slid his return across the desk. “And I can promise you that not all the guys in this town are boring.”

Eddie sent you a wink before heading back out the door. Your jaw dropped as his words spun in your head. Robin ever so gently closed your mouth for you.

“Didn’t want you to catch any flies,” she chuckled.

“I bet he’s never used a scarf,” Steve grumbled angrily. “Maybe I should take up knitting.”

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The next time you saw Eddie was at a small get together that Steve and Robin threw together last minute. You weren’t expecting him to be there but he was a part of the group now so you didn’t know why you didn’t think of it.

You sat in the kitchen with Nancy and Robin, lamenting about your recent and pitiful sexual conquests.

“Two dates, two duds- I literally have the worst luck!” You sighed. “I mean, is it too much to ask for a guy to eat me out and spit in my mouth?”

Nancy’s eyes widened as she looked behind you. You froze in your spot, not wanting to turn around.

“H-hey, Eddie,” Robin tried to smile awkwardly. You closed your eyes and sucked in a breath. Why was it always him?

“Hey, ladies,” he coughed. “Mind if I grab a drink?”

“Go for it,” Nancy said.

Eddie moved around you and reached across you to the drinks you were sat in front of. His eyes dropped down to your lips for a split second before moving back up to your eyes.

“Hi, (y/n),” he said loud enough for only you to hear. You swore you saw a smirk on his lips but your mind went into overdrive and you had to focus solely on breathing and not passing out.

“Earth to (y/n)? Can you move so we can grab a drink?” Dustin yelled from behind Eddie.

“I got it, man,” Eddie said, reaching across you again. His body was pressed to your side as he poured a couple drinks for his friends. His scent invaded your senses as you felt the heat from his body blanket your own. You didn’t realize your fluttered closed until he cleared his throat. “You okay?”

“Y-yeah,” you stuttered.

“You sure? I could bring you home if you’re not feeling well,” he offered.

“No! I’m good, I swear.”

“If you say so,” he chuckled. He gave you one last look-over before he finally retreated to the other room and you thought Nancy and Robin were going to double over in laughter.

“You know…Eddie might just be the solution to your little problem. He’s probably a freak in more places than just the streets,” Robin said with a wink.

“You’re insane!”

“She’s right! He’s totally into you and everyone knows you’re head over heels for him-“

“What do you mean everyone knows?” You shrieked.

“I’m just saying, you don’t exactly hide it well,” Nancy said. You rolled your eyes at your ridiculous friends and went back to sipping your drink.

You couldn’t get the image of Eddie out of your head for the rest of the night. By the time you got home, you were a mess, and not the kind you wanted to be. You settled into your bed for a long night of frustrating attempts to seek a release, one that never came.

—

“It has to be me; I’m definitely broken. If I can’t even fuck myself how can I expect anyone else to?” You sighed to Robin on the other end of the phone.

“Sounds like there’s something blocking that part of your brain. It’s probably that fact that you’re lusting over a certain metalhead whom you refuse to make a move on,” she said. You groaned and threw yourself back on your bed.

“He doesn’t want me,” you told her.

“You never know until you ask.”

“Yeah well I’m never gonna ask so just drop it. Please?” You pleaded.

“…fine…I’m gonna bring a care package over to your place later and we can hang out and take your mind off of things, okay?” She said.

“Sounds good. I’ll see you later.”

You hung up with your friend and stared at your ceiling. You needed to figure something out soon or you were going to combust.

Hours passed and you almost forgot Robin’s promise to stop over. You were in nothing but an oversized tshirt and your panties, not shy in front of your lifelong friend. When you heard the doorbell ring, you thought nothing of it as you bounded down the stairs toward the front door.

“Rob- oh my god!” You froze as you saw someone who was definitely not Robin Buckley standing outside your door. “Eddie?”

“Sorry…I thought Robin told you I was coming?”

You looked at the bag in his hands, filled with some of your favorite items, and everything started to click.

“I’m gonna kill her,” you mumbled under your breath.

“What was that?”

“Oh, nothing! Thanks so much for bringing this for her, you really didn’t have to go through all the trouble.”

You tried to grab the bag from his hand and close the door but his grip was tight and his stance unwavering.

“She also told me I have to stay here and make sure you relax sooo do you mind if I come in, sweetheart?” He asked, already pushing past you and into your house.

“Sure?”

“Folks aren’t home yet?” He asked, taking a look around. You stood dumbfounded in your doorway, his question snapping you back to reality.

“They’re out of town visiting friends for the week,” you answered. You closed the door behind you and went to grab the bag but he stopped you.

“Not so fast, beautiful. I need to quality check the items first.”

You didn’t think anything of it until Eddie started to pull out a wide array of items-

a box of your favorite candy, some lotion, a scarf. You were confused by the selection but nothing mortified you more than what Eddie pulled out next.

“Talk dirty to me, parts one and two,” Eddie said with a huge smile.

“Oh my god!” You snatched the pornos out of his hands and threw them back in the bag.

“Damn, when Robin said you needed to relax, I guess she wasn’t kidding,” he laughed.

“Okay, I’m thoroughly embarrassed and ready to crawl under a rock so you can go now,” you said, trying to pull him toward the door by his arm. He pulled you back flush against his chest.

“Not so fast, sweetheart. That’s no way to treat a house guest, now is it?” The deep rumble of his voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“N-no,” you whispered.

“No what?”

“No…sir?”

“Good girl,” he smiled. He backed you against the wall, your heart beating a mile a minute. “Do you want me to help you relax?”

“Yes, sir,” you said without even having to think.

“Do you trust me?” He asked.

“Of course,” you said with a faint smile on your lips. You trusted Eddie more than you trusted most people and you knew he would take care of you.

He grabbed the bag and led you to your bedroom. You were nervous, not because it was Eddie, but because part of you really did believe you were broken and you didn’t want to be a disappointment to Eddie.

Eddie must’ve sensed your nerves because he turned to you and grabbed both your hands, looking you in the eyes.

“We don’t have to do anything, you know? We can just hang out o-or I can just leave…”

“No! No, don’t go. I’m just in my head a little, that’s all,” you sighed. He brought the back of your hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to it.

“I’ve got you; please don’t worry,” he said. You simply nodded before letting him grab the hem of your shirt and lift it over your head. His eyes scanned your bare torso with nothing but adoration in his eyes. He left your panties on as he laid you down on your bed. You heard the bag rustle and the scent of lavender soon filled your nose.

“Just try and relax, baby,” he said softly. He rubbed the lotion together in his hands to warm it up before gentle squeezing your shoulders and running his hands down your back. He worked your tense muscles under his calloused hands, making you melt almost instantly.

The lower his hands went, the tighter the coil went in your stomach, just begging for release. He worked on your thighs, squeezing your ass in the process. His hands lingered on your ass for a minute before they slid back up to your shoulders.

You wriggled your hips uncomfortably, preferring he would’ve shown your aching pussy some much needed attention.

Eddie got impatient with your moving so he straddled your waist and pinned your hips down with his.

“Just try and enjoy this, sweetheart,” he said.

“I’d enjoy something else a lot more,” you groaned. He hit a particularly tense spot and you moaned as he massaged the knot. You felt him shift, pressing more into your ass. You let breathy whimpers fall from your lips as he started to grind his hips against you.

“Eddie, please,” you whined.

“Please, what, baby? Ask daddy nicely,” he said. The way he said that with no shame, completely confident and in control, made your mouth go dry. He stopped the movement of his hips- “I won’t ask again.”

“P-please touch me, daddy,” you begged.

“I am touching you, love,” he chuckled.

“No, I want you to fuck me!”

He moved back and slapped your ass, making you yelp.

“Watch the attitude before I fuck it out of you,” he warned.

“If you can,” you mumbled under your breath. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back.

“What was that?” He growled in your ear.

“I don’t think you can fuck me that hard, daddy,” you challenged. He let out a dark chuckle.

“Of course you’re a fucking brat,” he laughed. “I should’ve guessed. Maybe that’s why no other little boys in this town could satisfy you. You needed a man to know how to handle you, baby. Is that it?”

His other hand snaked it’s way into your panties; he was delighted to find out just how wet you already were for him.

“Yes, please. I need you!”

“There’s your manners; what a good girl.”

“Mm, yes. I’m a good girl, I’m your good girl,” you mumbled incoherently as he started to rub slow circles on your clit.

“That’s what I thought,” he said with a smug smirk.

You were trying to grind against his hand, trying to get more stimulation but he wasn’t having it. You were flipped onto your back and panties were ripped from your body, exposing your slick pussy to Eddie. He reached over to the bag and grabbed the scarf that you were suspecting Steve had something to do with.

“Since you have a problem with holding still-“ he grabbed your wrists and tied them with the scarf, putting them over your head. “Don’t. Move.”

“Yes, daddy,” you whispered.

Eddie crawled down so he was eye level with your pussy and it was hard not to move with anticipation. You needed him to touch you, to do anything, but you certainly weren’t expecting him to dive in and eat your pussy like a starving man.

“Eddie!” You shrieked. Your hands flew down to his hair and he immediately stopped.

“This is your one warning, babe,” he said as he threw your hands back up.

He turned his attention back to your clit, giving it kitten licks with his tongue. He would tease it at your entrance, only to return to your sensitive bundle of nerves. He was quickly bringing you to the brink of an orgasm, faster than you’ve ever gotten yourself there.

“Fuck, please. Please make me cum,” you whined. “Use your fingers.”

“You’re in no place to be making demands, princess,” he chuckled, his chin glistening. “The only thing going inside you tonight is my cock.”

His words alone were enough to build a fire in your stomach. He gripped your hips and pulled you flush with his face and you were certain he wasn’t even breathing. He ravaged his pussy with his tongue. Your head was swimming but you tried your best not to move, terrified he would stop and wouldn’t let you come. What a cruel punishment that would be- the only man to ever even bring you close to an orgasm only to take it away because you disobeyed.

The closer you came to the edge, the louder you chanted his name. He focused solely on your clit, providing enough pressure to finally push you over the edge. Your body convulsed as a powerful orgasm crashed over you. He didn’t let you go however, continuing to lap at your pussy as you came.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he crawled over your body and you expected him to kiss you but he didn’t. Instead, he tapped your jaw and said, “open.”

Your eyes widened more than your mouth when he spit directly onto your tongue. He didn’t even have to ask you to swallow, just smiled with pride as you did.

“Somebody listens,” you said with a smirk.

“Of course. How else am I gonna please my girl?” He asked. Your brain short circuited when he called you that but you played it cool.

“That was amazing, Eddie,” you sighed happily.

“Did you think I was done with you yet? I told you, the only thing inside you tonight is gonna be my cock. So if it’s okay with you, I’d like to feel just how well you take my cock,” he said with a devilish grin.

“Do I get to lose the scarf?” You asked.

“Only because you were such a good girl for daddy.”

He untied you and threw it to the side of the bed. He finally took off his shirt and jeans, leaving him in his underwear. You could see the outline of his cock straining against the fabric and it made your mouth water.

You reached toward the hem of his underwear and he let you take them off. You ran your fingers along his length, as if memorizing every detail.

You leaned forward and he stopped you. Your heart nearly stopped, thinking you did something wrong.

“I just can’t wait to feel your pussy, baby. That’s all,” he reassured you.

“Please, daddy? I just wanna taste you.”

“Are you questioning me? You take what daddy gives you and then you thank him.”

He lined up with your entrance, gathering your slick on his head.

“Daddy thinks quite highly of himself,” you teased.

“God, maybe I should fuck your mouth just to shut you up,” he growled.

“You won’t,” you challenged further.

Without warning, he slammed balls deep into you.

“You’re right. I won’t. Greedy little sluts don’t get what they want. You’re gonna get used however I want. I’m gonna fuck your pussy until you can’t even think of walking. You’re gonna milk my cock until I fill you with my cum.”

You were left breathless at his relentless thrusts but still managed to croak out a moan when he said that.

“Oh you like that, dirty girl? Of course you do. Letting me fuck you raw. You��re gonna let me cum so deep inside you, yeah?” His head fell into the crook of your neck as you raked his back with your nails.

“Daddy, I’m so close. Can I cum? Please, daddy, let me cum,” you cried. Literal tears formed in your eyes as you felt the coil tighten in your stomach once more.

“Shit, what a good girl. Fuck, didn’t even have to tell you to ask permission,” he grunted. “Cum, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock.”

The tears flowed freely as your vision went white and all you could hear was static for a second before returning to reality. Eddie fucked you through your orgasm- trying so hard to keep his rhythm while close to cumming himself.

“Ohh fuck!” A few more thrusts and he was emptying into you, spreading a warmth throughout your entire body.

He pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak out of you, down your shaking thighs, and onto your now ruined bed sheets.

“Shit, are you okay?” He asked, wiping the tears from your face.

“Yeah, sorry. That was just…I’m speechless. Phenomenal doesn’t even begin to describe it,” you said.

“You mean it?” He asked. His overconfident facade melted away and it made your heart swell.

“Eddie, that was everything I could’ve asked for and more.” You placed a gentle hand on his face and he leaned into your touch.

“I haven’t even kissed you yet,” he chuckled.

“Did you want to?”

“I would like to kiss you every day if I got the chance,” he admitted.

“I think that could be arranged,” you said before pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss.

“You’re gonna have to learn to obey your daddy then,” he told you.

“Yeah, good luck with that,” you laughed.

“That’s okay, sweetheart. That just means I get to punish you and fuck you ten times harder.”

“That better be a promise, not a threat.”

“God, you’re perfect.” He kissed you again and pulled you on top of his chest. “Get plenty of rest, sweet girl. Tomorrow we’re having a whole date day to make up for this unceremonious rendezvous.”

“We can return the scarf to Steve,” you chuckled.

“And you can thank Robin for setting this up.”

“Yeah…I should thank her…right after I kill her for embarrassing me so much.”

“It worked out, didn’t it?” He retorted.

“I guess it did,” you said with a smile. “Now that I know you can make me cum, I’m never letting you go.”

“I’ll make you cum every goddamn day if it means I get to keep you.”

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