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makeadealwithme · 1 year

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Stay With the Bags

Summary: You and Steve get stranded at the airport before your flight home for Christmas.

Author's note: Steve fluff, short and sweet and it jumped out of my brain today. Thinking about everyone who's travel has been interrupted due to the winter weather in the US <3

Warnings: None really, fluff, mentions of food, pet names.

Word Count: 1.9k

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Tick. Tick. Tick.

It’s the sound of Steve’s watch and it’s driving you mad. His arm is slung casually over your shoulder, wrapping around to pull you close while he fiddles with a Rubik’s cube in front of you. You’re frustrated. You’re tired. You’re uncomfortable. You’re at the airport. Correction – you're stuck at the airport.

Your extended family had invited you to stay over the holidays, and to be honest there wasn’t much reason to say no. Steve’s parents would be out of town and the promise of warm, sunny, Florida provided a much needed escape from the bitter cold that was rolling through Indiana. Your parents left a few days earlier, you and Steve planning to fly later as you both took a couple extra shifts at work. Unfortunately, the bitter cold turned into a winter storm that seemed to perfectly intercept your travel plans – cancelling your flight out and leaving you stuck in the airport for hours beyond what you were anticipating.

You huff in frustration, maneuvering out from under Steve’s arm. “I’m going to take a walk, see what food options we have,” you grumbled at him. His eyes snapped to you, slight concern on his face. You weren’t usually such an unhappy traveler, but the early morning start, hours long security line, last minute flight cancellation, stuffy airport full of people, and desire to be with your family was getting to you. Steve could see this of course, and took it upon himself to be a steady rock, a problem solver, a cheery and caring boyfriend, to get you both through the day.

“You hungry? Want me to come with you?” He offered. You just shook your head.

“Nope. Stay with bags alright? I’ll be five minutes.” You sauntered off, shoulders hunched in a defeated posture. Truthfully, you just needed to do something that would kill the time.

You walked to the end of the terminal and back, inspecting the stores along the way, taking note of the restaurants that were open and not too busy. You came across a coffee stand, one that didn’t have an extensive line and decided to stop and get something for the two of you – a warm coffee for you, a hot chocolate with peppermint and extra whipped cream for Steve, and a pastry to split in the meantime. You spotted Steve from a distance as you approached your spot again – his leg uncomfortably propped up on the chair, jacket pulled tight around him, rubbing his eyes and yawning. Poor thing looked exhausted, you thought.

You timidly approached with your drinks in hand, and when he saw you his face absolutely lit up. You offered him the cup. “Here, got you your favorite.”

“Aw, baby, you didn’t have to do that.” You sit back next to him, looping your arm through his to be close again.

“No I wanted to. It’s a thank you for being so great, and an apology for me being in such a shitty mood.”

He chuckles next to you at that. “Must be one incredible hot chocolate then.”

“You know it, got you extra whip and everything.” You both take a sip of your drinks, watching him out the corner of your eye.

“Mhm, yeah I think you’re forgiven.” He leans over and gives you a peck on the cheek. You can already feel your tension melting away. “Honestly, I think we have a right to be in a shitty mood, this totally sucks.”

That was really all you needed. The admission, the acknowledgment of it. “It totally sucks.” You repeat at him, leaning your head onto his shoulder. “How many more hours have we got?”

Steve looks at his watch. “...about six.” He stutters it out. You dramatically groan, turning into him even more.

“We’ll never make it.” You mumble into his chest, all forlorn and dejected. You can feel him laugh again under you.

“Geez, what’s with all these dramatics huh? I think you’ve been hanging out with Eddie and Robin too much.”

You face him with a woeful pout, about to deliver some response before he interrupts you with a kiss, followed by another one, and then a smattering of them all across your face. He didn’t stop until you were giggling in front him, trying to swat him away. “Ah there she is,” Steve coos at you.

You melt back into the chair, stretching your legs in front of you. Your eyes going unfocused as you take in the constant stream of people walking up and down the halls. The two of you finish off your drinks and pastry as Steve gets up, giving your knee a light squeeze as he throws your cups away. When he comes back, you’re puzzled when he doesn’t sit down. Instead he collects your bags, layering them all on him so you don’t have to carry anything. “You going somewhere Steve?” you asked, a little amused at his actions.

He gives you a delightful grin and with a shake of his head he says “Come on, let's go find somewhere quiet to hunker down yeah?”

You spring to your feet, following him through the crowds. He seems to be moving with intent, so you know he must have a place in mind. You stand behind him on the escalator, a steady hand to his back so he doesn’t topple over with all your luggage. You watch his eyes scan the top floor, locking on to the empty open corner along the balcony that would suit you both perfectly. He beelines for it, almost knocking over other unruly travelers so they wouldn’t get to the spot first. You struggle to keep up with his long legs, and once you reach him he’s unloading himself from the bags and turns to you with a triumphant smile. “This good? Cozy, right?”

You couldn’t deny the boy had somehow made the corner of an airport enticing, the grey carpet no longer seeming gross but inviting as you sat yourself down. “Perfect Stevie.” You manage to say, before a loud grumble from your stomach interrupts you.

Steve raises his eyebrows in amusement. “Hungry?” You nod your head at him in embarrassment. “Well, what you hungry for? I’ll go get us something.” You scrunch your face in thought, but your brain was too tired to choose. You settle with a defeated shrug and a small sound that communicated I don’t know, you choose to Steve.

He just chuckles at you again as he leans in a gives you a chaste kiss to the top of your head. “Alright hang tight I’ll go find something.” He starts walking away, yelling “Be right back, watch the bags!” You give him a thumbs up as you watch him disappear down the escalator again.

The minutes felt like torture. Your hunger grew more intense by the second, and if Steve could see you clutching your stomach right now you just know he’d call you dramatic again. You looked around at the other stranded travelers, everyone looking just as miserable as you before tucking your backpack behind your back to lean on.

It was about fifteen minutes later when Steve returned, like a knight in shining armor with two bags of fast food in his hand. You broke into a big grin, sitting up in anticipation. When he got to you, he explained that the fast food lines were the shortest, that you two can go for a “real meal” at a restaurant later but he didn’t want to make you wait any longer. You let him ramble about his journey as he laid out the feast in front of you, your eyes fixated to it. He got plenty, with two milkshakes to top it all off. You couldn’t help yourself, snatching the last burger out of his hand, swiftly unwrapping it, and sinking your teeth into the biggest bite you could handle. You let a satisfied moan escape your lips as you chewed on, like this was your first bite of food in days.

Steve continues to be amused at the way you're acting. “Jesus, if I only knew how to get you to make that sound in bed” he teases, taking a handful of fries and shoving them in his mouth just the same. You shoot him a comical glare, too cute to look mad Steve thinks. It only lasts a second though, before you lean over and give him an enthusiastic and greasy kiss of the cheek.

“My hero!” You dramatically swoon at him while he fakes annoyance, theatrically rubbing the kiss off his cheek. His smile betrays him though, a quiet “eat up, buttercup” directed at you as he tucks into his own burger.

When you're finished you’re both way too full. Now slumped over your bags, backs against the wall. Silent but satisfied. “How much longer we got?” You muse. Steve flips over his wrist and groans.

“Four hours.”

It was your turn to groan too, flopping yourself down over his lap and throwing your arm over your face.

“Ok well you could say it’s closer to three and half!” Steve rushes to say, bouncing his leg to jostle you in the process.

“It’s over Steve! We live here now! We belong to the Indiana airport!” You wail, all melodramatic and overdone.

“Jesus babe, you really gotta stop hanging out with Eddie so much.” He scoffed. He goes to lift your arm off your face but you refuse, turning into him to bury yourself in his torso. You can feel his abs tensing as he laughs again. “C’mon, talk to me, what are you most excited about for Christmas?”

You knew it was all a ruse. A leading question to get you distracted. But you played right into it.

“Getting on our plane.”

“Mhm alright, good thing that’s the first part of the trip yeah? So how about after that?”

You take a moment to think.

“My grandma’s cookies. She makes ten different kinds.” Steve smiles, encouraging you to go on. “And I guess Christmas morning, seeing everyone in their pajamas and sitting around the tree. And then probably my dad’s eggnog. Steve I think you’d really like it.”

“I’m sure it’s great honey, anything else?” He figures the more he can keep you talking, the faster time will go.

“Waking up next you on Christmas.” You turn to face him at that, sending him the sweetest smile accompanied by a tap his nose.

His nose scrunches at your touch, and he quickly grabs your hand before you can pull it away. “Yeah, I think that’ll be my favorite part honey.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course.” He leans down to give you another kiss, slow and tender and making you forget where you were for just a moment.

As he pulls away he thinks he’s soothed you, hoping for no more misery and complaining for at least a little while. Unfortunately, Steve hadn't been as charming as he thought he was.

“How much time we got left Steve?”

He drops his head in defeat, reluctantly showing you his watch. Before you can say anything, he’s propping you up, standing once again to gather your bags.

“Alright, moving on to plan b. Let’s go raid the bookstore.”

“Do I get to pick one out?”

“Course honey, consider it an early Christmas present.”

You almost tackle him in a hug, swaying back and forth from the momentum.

“Thanks Stevie.” You give him another peck on the cheek, and he knew that you meant it for more than just the book. Honestly, in that moment, he thought he didn’t mind being stuck in airport, as long as it was with you.

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talkfastromance4 · 1 year

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You know I have to:

Ashton

Secret Santa

“Did you get us matching pyjamas?”

I hope you like this one sweet Angie!🥰

You’ve been low-key dating Ashton for the last couple months, it’s still fresh and new and exciting. You don’t really want other people knowing yet as you’re still testing things out and being somewhat new to Ashton’s friend group, you appreciated how much Ashton makes you feel included.

At one of the small get-togethers at Michael and Crystal’s they announced they were holding a Secret Santa for their annual Holiday Party. You and Ashton had agreed to not buy each other gifts because you didn’t want to make a big deal about it, instead, you agreed on spending a night together watching Christmas movies and drinking hot chocolate.

Ironically (and fatefully) you picked his name out of the Santa hat and now you wanted to get him the perfect gift.

In the weeks leading up to Christmas you try to badger gift ideas out of him. First, you think candles but he comments he has nearly 3 candles in every room of his house. You come across a signed vinyl by his most recent favorite artist but it was way out of your price range.

The Secret Santa Party is looming closer and closer and you’re panicking because you want the perfect gift but nothing seems to suffice. You’re at a store then come across an array of matching pajamas. As your eyes roll over the different colors and patterns you remember a topic from one of your first dates with Ashton.

You were discussing your families and traditions as you cuddled around his firepit, his long fingers twisting with yours. He mentioned how he loved getting matching pajamas with his mom, sister, and brother. Then when he’d go to his grandparents’ house, they would have the same kind.

You pick up a green onesie decorated with white pine trees and other patterns then find a matching set in your size. The color would really make the green in his eyes pop and it was in your price range. Maybe it’s impulsive, or you’re desperate, or you’re picturing the two of you wearing them together, but you bought them.

It’s the night of the party and you wore a simple black dress with gold shoes. There’s tons of food, eggnog, mocktails (the candy cane on is yours and Ashton’s favorite) and then it’s present time. You’re squished next to Ashton on the couch and it calms you a little as you clutch his gift bag between your fingers watching everyone else open their presents.

As it continues, you start to feel your neck and cheeks warm up because everyone else bought such extravagant gifts for each other. Crystal was your Secret Santa and she got you a full package at her spa she goes to complete with a nail coupon, eyebrows, massage, facial and a gift card to your favorite bookstore.

When it’s your turn to give your gift you were hot all over in nerves, your heart hammering inside your chest. You were hanging onto your red bag with a big green bow slid through the loops as a life preserver.

“Babe, you okay?” Ashton asks gently.

You mutter some excuse about part of it being in the car and you make a mad dash towards the chilled LA night. You climbed into Ashton’s car and rubbed at your temples.

How could you think a pair of matching pajamas would be a good idea? He’s used to lavish presents, spa days, elegant hikes at an extravagant place in the desert.

Ashton finds you shivering in his car with your gift in your lap. He opens the door.

“What’s wrong angel? I know you didn’t leave anything behind,” he says gently.

“I don’t want to give you my gift.”

“You’re my Secret Santa?” he flashes his dimples.

“Yes.”

“Why don’t you want to give it to me?”

“Because. It’s lame compared to the other extravagant gifts…I need more time and more money.”

“I’m sure it’s a lovely gift because you thought of it. Can I please open it?”

“It’s stupid,” you shake your head. His fingers graze your cheek turning your head towards him.

“I highly doubt that, anything from you will never be stupid. Come inside, it’s freezing out here.”

With one hand holding yours and the other carrying your bag, he leads you back inside and into a room far away from the main party that has a traditional Christmas tree set up. You gnaw on your lip as he unties the green ribbon and pulls out the folded onesies and he smiles.

“Did you get us matching pajamas?”

“Yeah, because you mentioned how when you were little you’d match with your family–why are you laughing?!” you stare at him horrified and feeling more embarrassed than ever. “See! I told you it’s stupid–”

“No, no, that’s not why I’m laughing,” he chortles then reaches behind the couch holding a gift wrapped box with Santa’s faces on the red paper. “Open this.”

“We agreed no gifts–”

“I couldn’t not get you a gift. Please, open it, baby.”

You rip the paper and stare at the set of matching pajamas with gingerbread men on them.

“Ash…what–?”

“I saw them and thought we could wear them on New Year’s Eve since we wanted to do a cozy night in.”

“We got each other the same gift?”

You stare at each other for a beat then bust out in laughter. You’re laughing so hard your side hurts and you fall into his shoulder.

“I love our matching pajamas,” he murmurs in your hair.

You tilt your head, noses bumping until your lips connect in a sweet kiss.

“I do, too. Thank you.”

He kisses you again, you’re matching pajamas crinkle between you two.

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pinkrelish · 6 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐲𝐞𝐬" 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐲 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘺

singledad!mechanic!eddie x fem!reader

✶After a lifetime of questionable decisions, you moved from the big city to the sleepy town of Hawkins with your best friend, and took the first job you saw: answering phones for the most boring auto shop in the dullest place on Earth. It wasn't exactly the adventure you wanted it to be.. but attempting to win over the jaded mechanic who insisted on ignoring your existence proved entertaining.✶

163k+ words | 20 chapters | slow burn, mutual pining, smut, angst

》 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎3

𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 & 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩

dad!mechanic!eddie x pregnant!mom!reader

✶A fast forward in the slow lives of the Munson family, who are about to grow a little bigger.✶

TBD | 10 chapters | smut, pregnancy, bonus mini-series set after main story

》 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎3

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✶Red * indicates smut. Organized in chronological order.✶

BLURBS

》 small thing, sad thing / adrie's birthday morning / first day of kindergarten

ONE SHOTS

》 jerkin' around* / valentine's day / date night / buying lingerie together* / halloween '93 / christmas '93 / an extra for good luck* / home video* / three father's days

DELETED SCENES

》 dirty hands* / driving lessons*

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scuderiahoney · 4 months

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I WANT YOUR MIDNIGHTS BLURB #7

SLEEPING THROUGH MIDNIGHT // CHARLES LECLERC

You didn’t mean to fall asleep, really. You had plans with friends, plans to ring in the new year in style. But the two of you had flown home that day, gotten into the apartment, and then Charles had laid down on the couch. He’d looked so cozy, you couldn’t help but crawl in next to him. Just a few minutes, you’d promised each other as you rested your head on his shoulder. Just ten minutes.

You wake up at 12:53 am. The apartment is dark around you. Someone is yelling happily out on the street. You sit up, staring at the clock and rubbing your eyes. Charles is asleep beneath you, breaths coming in soft snores. The clock must be wrong. Right? There’s no way-

You pick up your phone from the coffee table. You’ve got 20 missed calls, nearly three times the missed text messages. The last one, sent at 11:59 by Joris, reads; YOU ARE GOING TO MISS IT.

You groan and shove at Charles’ shoulder. He jolts, reaching blindly for you. His hands find your hips, and as if on reflex, he tugs at you, trying to get you to lay back down.

“We missed it,” you tell him.

“Missed what?” He asks, sleepily.

“Midnight,” you say.

You flop back over onto his chest. He sighs in relief, wrapping his arms back around you and holding you close. His lips brush over your forehead.

“We missed it?” He asks, sounding utterly confused.

“Slept right through it. ‘S almost 1am.”

He laughs, and it rumbles under your ear. “Oh, I’m so sorry, mon amour.”

You’ve been looking forward to New Year’s since December 1st. It’s your first holiday season with Charles as a couple. All of the firsts had been important to you- first family Christmas parties, first Christmas together, first New Years kiss. Oddly enough, you don’t feel that heartbroken over it.

You lay your hand on his chest and rest your chin on it. “S’okay. I’ll live.”

He sighs, rubs the sleep from his eyes. “Always next year, yes?”

Your chest fills with warmth at that. He’s already thinking about next year. He already wants you there next year. In your half asleep, jet lagged state, you’re worried you might cry over it.

“Always next year,” you agree.

He presses a warm, sleepy kiss to your lips. He's already falling back asleep, you can tell. You press your face back into his chest. You can hear the beginnings of his soft snores. You close your eyes, drift off to the sound of his heartbeat, and make a belated wish. You want more midnights with him. Even if you sleep through them.

All the New Years to come, please.

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yourfavoritewitchbitch · 4 months

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Gator Tillman x Fem! Reader

Blurb with my new favorite duo, Gator x Bunny

You give Gator a few gifts for Christmas!

18 + only! Minors DNI!

Warnings: Porn, with plot. Reader is referred to as Bunny or Bun. No use of Y/N. Established (albeit toxic) relationship. Ass play. Anal. P in V (wrap it before you tap it!). Creampie mentioned.

Special thanks to @starksbabie for the perfect graphic of Bunny's tattoo and always indulging my endless Gator thoughts!

Word count: 2.7k

Merry Christmas ya' filthy animals! Enjoy!

Christmas morning arrived with a fresh layer of snow.

Gator had to leave early for his day shift, making sure to fuck you into the mattress before leaving bed.

He was never gentle, but it was slower than you were used to. He tried to roll his hips instead of snapping them as you came around his cock. His patience would never allow him to make love, always so eager for your cunt to pulse around him.

“Merry Christmas Bunny, love you.” he mumbled against your lips, as he finished inside you, leaving you a complete mess before the sun had the chance to rise.

Since he'd left the house, he'd been in a bad mood. Leaving the warmth of bed and your body pressed against his, always left him bitter, but especially today.

He hated working Christmas.

He trudged home, expecting you to already be asleep. He had to stay over his already 12-hour shift when Roy asked him to take care of something else for him.

No doubt being spiteful for not making it to their Christmas dinner this year, opting to spend the night celebrating with you instead.

He pulled into the drive, all the lights in the house were off, all except the twinkling tree in the front window still aglow. It cast a rainbow of colors out onto the front lawn, kindling something within him.

Happy to be home. Happy to come home to you.

Your nerves were alight with excitement.

You weren't sure you'd be able to pull this little stunt off until he'd texted you earlier that he was going to be late, which would automatically mean he'd be coming home in a bad mood.

A bad mood, you were sure he'd fix my fucking you stupid.

You were laid out on top of your shared bed in an outfit you'd been hiding for months.

Your body was covered in a red velvet skirt and matching bra, both trimmed in white fur. Forgoing any panties for the main surprises you had in store.

Your legs were crossed, red fishnets that stopped at the plush of your thighs squeezing them just right.

To top it all off you had a pair of fluffy white bunny ears adorning your head.

You hadn’t been sitting there long when you heard the front door open and close.

Your heart began to pound. You were never nervous, but your nerves were getting the best of you right now. You'd never done anything of this caliber for anyone you'd dated. You were fucked if he didn't like it.

His heavy boot steps stopped down the hall. You figured he must think you were already asleep, toeing them off trying to be quieter.

You straightened up a little as you saw the handle slowly turn.

There was soft candlelight around the room, joining the glow of the bedside lamp.

He opened the door and his head popped into view. As soon as he saw you his jaw dropped, eyebrows shooting up.

“Hey handsome, Merry Christmas.” You giggled.

“Holy shit, Santa must've gotten mixed up, because, "he licked his lips as his eyes traveled up your legs, “I haven't been a very good boy this year. Not for this present.”

“Oh baby, you've been a naughty boy. But you're my naughty boy.” You took the moment to uncross your legs, allowing him to see your bare cunt glistening in the low light.

“Oh fuck,” he mumbled as he practically launched himself onto the bed, immediately slotting himself between your thighs.

He'd already removed his outerwear leaving him in a thinner short sleeved shirt and cargo pants.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling his thick cock already beginning to strain in his pants as you moved your hips to meet his.

Attacking your lips with fervor, he almost knocked the bunny ears off with his excitement. It was all tongue and teeth, as he nipped your bottom lip, sucking it slightly before releasing it.

“Baby,” you breathed out, pushing his chest slightly so you could get the word out, and unlatch from him.

He moved slightly, so he could look down at you, “yeah?”

“I've got a big surprise for you. Well, two actually.” you grinned. “Why don't you lay back and get comfy for me.”

“I thought this” he tugged the little ribbon situated between your breasts, “was the surprise?” He grinned back.

“It's part of it but you have to let me up.” You nipped at his jaw.

“Ugh… Do I have to?” He whined, as if he couldn't bear the thought of not touching you for the few minutes it would take but was already moving out of your grasp.

You slid over, moving slowly so it didn't reveal itself too soon. He situated himself on the pillows, after you'd told him to go ahead and remove his clothes.

He spit in his palm, then stroked his hard length a few times as he watched you.

Making a show of it all, sliding the straps down slowly one by one before finally undoing the latch and letting the bra slide off your arms and onto the floor.

He was already drooling at the site of your bare chest, something it seems never ceases to amaze him.

“Fuck, look at my girl's fuckin’ perfect tits.” He praised.

The skirt was short enough, when you bent over it would give the perfect view of your backaide. You slowly turned around, letting it ride up the globes of your ass, using your hands to aid in lifting it just enough.

You could see him in the reflection from the mirror, he was mid-stroke when he noticed it, completely stopping with his mouth agape. Nestled in-between your cheeks was a fluffy white bunny tail.

“What's the matter, Gator?” you cooed.

“Oh, fuck Bunny, you're going to be the death o’me. C’mere.” He patted the bed, but you still had one more thing for him that you were sure would leave him speechless.

“Patience baby.”

You slowly started to drag the skirt down, intentionally showing him only the left side of your body. You asked him to sit on the edge of the bed as you walked over.

“One more thing,” you turned around. On your right cheek, there was a small portion of skin covered, the edges sealed with tape.

“What's all this?” He asked. Pulling you in by your hips to gain a better look.

“Go ahead.”

He cautiously lifted the edges; the fresh ink was revealed slowly to him. It was his own name, in perfect letters with a small heart etched beside.

He ran his thumb just underneath it, which still drew a small hiss from you.

“You did this f’me?” He asked quietly.

You wish you could've seen his face, so you finally turned around.

“Of course, baby. You like it?” you said as you cupped his cheeks.

“Like it? I fuckin’ love it. C’mere.” He gripped your waist pulling you forward, as you moved to straddle his lap.

He pulled you into his chest, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your lips meeting once more.

Moving in tandem against one another, as you finally ground your hips into his. You moaned out once his cock met your clit.

That's all it took, he lifted you up with him, as you locked your legs around his waist laying you back on the bed, never letting his lips leave yours. Bunny ears falling from your head in the process.

With his chest pressed tightly to yours, he pushed you into the mattress.

He reached in between you, guiding his cock between your folds bumping your clit once, twice, three times before catching your entrance pushing in just enough to have you gasp out and grip his shoulders.

You arched into him as he slowly eased the rest of the way into your aching pussy, stretching you out for him.

“Fuck, Gator.” You moaned out, as he hadn't prepared you to take him fully even though you were soaked.

“I know you can take it sweet thing, probably thought about my dick stuffing this tight little cunt all day, huh?” He nudged his nose against yours, as you nodded, mouth slack. Already so cock drunk you could barely think, and he hasn't even begun to fuck you.

He pulled out just as slowly as he pushed himself in, letting you feel every ridge and vein on his exit. He slid out, barely leaving the tip before he plunged back in.

You moaned out, as he spoke “That's it baby. Let me hear you.”

He sat up so he could set a harsher pace, putting your leg in the crook of his elbow so he could get deeper with each thrust, pulling small uh, uh, uhs from your lips.

He leaned in close to your ear, his hips never faltering as he spoke, “It's only right I give her what she needs before I fuck that ass and take what's mine.”

His filthy words and the way his cock was brushing that spot within you over and over had you on the verge already.

You clawed at his back, fingernails leaving deep red scratches behind. He loved the way you left your marks on him.

“That it baby? Need a little help?” It came out a little patronizing, but you only nodded.

He let your leg fall back down, as he lowered his thumb to your bundle of nerves. Pressing in tight circles, just the way you liked it.

The coil within you wound tighter and tighter.

“Come on baby, I can tell you're close.”

And you were, the pressure kept building until it finally snapped. With a scream of his name, your back arched higher off the bed as he stopped toying with your clit to pound into you even harder, working you through your orgasm.

You were clamping down around him, “fuck Bunny, your so goddamn tight,” he slowed his pace to keep himself from cumming too soon.

Your chest was heaving as you came back to yourself. He placed a sweet kiss to the side of your mouth.

“That felt good, huh?” He hummed.

“Fuck, Gator, you know it did.” you giggled.

He pressed a kiss to your neck, as he sat up.

“Come on baby, I've been a good boy. Let me have my present.” He begged.

You rolled over, propping your ass up into the air getting onto your knees.

He groaned at the sight. It was all doing it for him. The bunny tail and his name scrawled high across your right cheek.

He leaned down and placed a kiss right above his name. It sent chills across your skin at the tender notion.

He smoothed his hand down your other cheek before pulling it away and bringing it back down with a sharp smack against your skin.

It made you jolt forward, as you cried out.

“Fuck, Gator!”

But he quickly grabbed your hips before you could fall against the mattress. He soothed your now reddened skin beneath his palm.

He didn't say anything, just calmly eased his fingers to the bunny tail. Slowly, he began to ease it out of your tight hole.

You moaned at the feeling. He watched intently as it finally came out with a slight pop, as he threw it somewhere into the room.

“Mmmm, think you're ready for me?” He said as he spit right onto the ring of muscle, watching it slightly contract as he spread it around with his thumb, slightly breaching your entrance making you throw your head back with another moan.

You reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a small bottle of lube, and handing it to him over your shoulder. It didn't matter how prepared you were, it was never enough.

He squeezed a generous portion out of the tube and onto his waiting hand. Bringing it down to his length, spreading it from his ruddy tip down and back up.

His left hand laid gently on your lower back, you took the hint and lowered your upper body to the mattress.

He brought his tip to your entrance, breaching, while shushing your light protests.

“Relax Bunny, I've got you.”

His words soothed you, relaxing further as he pushed in. You exhaled letting him do all the work.

You hissed, as he thrust in slowly, inch by inch.

Anal was his favorite, no one let him do it until he met you. He loves watching your ass bounce with every thrust.

“That's it baby, just relax. There we go. There's my good fuckin' girl.” He tried to be patient, your ass was so tight he could barely contain himself, as he reached the hilt and groaned with satisfaction.

He stilled, letting you adjust, his hands firmly gripping your hips. Your hands fisted the sheets, preparing for what came next.

He pulled out halfway as you whimpered, quickly sheathing himself back in as he pulled your hips back in time to meet his thrust.

“Oh fuck, Bunny.” He threw his head back in ecstasy.

Pulling back out, now setting a slow pace. He moved to place his foot flat on the bed, giving himself better leverage to plow into you.

He started to pick up speed, as you started to unravel beneath him once more. As if he'd suddenly remembered the tattoo, he smacked your ass just below the fresh ink.

It stung, making you whine and moan, as tears began to line your lashes. You needed more.

“P… Please Gator.” You begged, a little muffled where your cheek was pushed into the bed.

He barely heard you over the sounds of skin slapping and his own moaning.

“What's that sweet thing?” He said, not missing a beat.

You raised up enough so he could hear you plead clearly.

“Please Gator, I need t’cum.” You cried out as he smacked your cheek once more, making you whine out again.

“Ok baby, since you asked nicely.” He leaned over you, kissing your back, before dipping his hand between your thighs.

He trailed his fingers lower, gathering your slick before bringing them back up to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves.

He didn't let up, his other hand holding you in place with a bruising force.

“C’mon. Cum for me and I'll cum inside this tight asshole. This ass is all mine.” He sped up his motion to your clit.

Your lower abdomen started to tighten. A hot white heat flooded your lower body as your orgasm washed over you. Your pussy clenched around nothing as your ass strangled Gator’s cock.

“Oh fuckfuckfuck.” He started to cum as soon as you did. Pumping you full of his sticky spend, with a few more thrusts.

“Jesus Christ,” he mumbled as he fell over your back, careful not to crush you with his weight, as he pulled carefully out.

Your limbs felt like jello and gave out immediately once he let go, falling onto your stomach and stretching your legs out behind you.

He walked into the ensuite bathroom and came back with a fresh moist washcloth for your new tattoo. He'd taken care of his own, so he knew what was needed.

“Need t’keep it clean, Bunny.” He chided with a tisk of his tongue, no malice behind it, you could tell he was grinning even though you could see his face.

“I got too excited, Gator.” You pulled the pillow into your chest as he finished cleaning it and rubbed some aquaphor over it.

“I know, baby.” He threw the cloth into the corner bin. “Roll over, let me take those off.”

Forgetting you'd still had the fishnets on, you did as he asked, lifting one leg up, placing your foot on his chest. His hands quickly rolled it down over your thigh and calf letting it fall to the floor with the rest of your clothes once it was free. He did the same with the other, kissing your ankle before letting it fall back to the bed.

You rolled over as he laid in behind you, wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you close.

“You know you're mine forever, right? Can't get rid of me now. You're branded.” He breathed out, against your cheek.

“Yeah, I know.” Your soft voice came out, now sleepy. “I love you, Gator. Merry Christmas.”

Maybe next year he could give you what you deserved. A little black box with a diamond worthy of you tucked inside because he knew he was a lucky man, if you'd ever have him.

#gator tillman #gator tillman fargo #gator smut #gator tillman smut #gator x bunny #gator x reader #gator tillman x fem!reader #fargo season 5 #fargo s5 #joe keery fargo #gator tillman x y/n

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vetteltea · 5 months

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❆ Vetteltea's Christmas Calendar 2023 ❆

Happy Holidays! It's my favourite time of the year, so welcome to the Christmas Calendar! Everyday I will be posting a mini blurb with one of our beloved drivers at 6PM GMT ☃︎

❆ Day 1: Lando Norris and Putting Up Decorations

❆ Day 2: Max Verstappen and Secret Santa

❆ Day 3: Sebastian Vettel and Baking Christmas Treats

❆ Day 4: Lewis Hamilton and Building Snowmen

❆ Day 5: Carlos Sainz and Hot Cocoa and Warm Hands

❆ Day 6: Daniel Ricciardo and Putting on Snow Gear

❆ Day 7: Daniel Ricciardo and Sitting by the Fire

❆ Day 8: Mick Schumacher and Crunching of the Snow

❆ Day 9: Oscar Piastri and Snowball Fights

❆ Day 10: Mick Schumacher and Hot Soup In The Cold

❆ Day 11: Pierre Gasly and Big Hugs from the Family

❆ Day 12: Daniel Ricciardo and Trying to get a Family Photo

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trashmouth-richie · 1 year

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♡ ziggy, 31, she/her, your cool older sister, writer, ♉︎ , mashed potato enthusiast, i like to laugh..a lot. dm or slide into my ask box I love chatting and simping over the hot boys (eddie, steve, argyle— occasionally jonathan and billy, + always hopper) of Hawkins

♡ this is an 18+ only blog, minors will be banished by the power of 3

♡ latest works blurbs: love’s never meant much to me

cold shower 18+

the raven told me of you 18+

♡ latest works series: open arms 18+

♡ popular works (series): honey i’m home (roommate!eddie) 18+

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LATEST WORK ·˚ ༘

OPEN ARMS: escaping Hawkins was impossible, but he did it. when a ghost from your past shows up unexpectedly, bringing with him old memories and holding up a mirror to the train wreck life you’re living… you find it hard to trust him again.

*new* HIDE + SCREAM : Hawkins Annual Halloween Festival is in town, and this year you and your friends were lucky enough to work the event. But when some of your co-workers are missing, and a trail of blood leads to the woods behind the festival. Your friends work together to find out what’s going on. A killer is on the loose but who could it be? Or is it the town’s spooky secret of what really happened at Hawkins Lab?

LILITH : a series of blurbs about crazy!reader x crazy!eddie.

LIE TO ME: lovesick! Eddie *new!*

SERIES ·˚ ༘

TWINFLAMES : (ongoing) Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader —the annngst, the smut, NO VECNA, it’s gonna be a ride (15/??) (on permanent hiatus)

HONEY, I’M HOME desperate for a roommate, you place an ad in the paper. Eddie x Fem!Reader (enemies to lovers, menace!Eddie )

DO YOU LIKE THE WAY THE WATER TASTES? a day at the pool with your best friend, his gf, and his best friend Eddie— who has a crush on you.

HEATED taking the back roads to Indianapolis was Eddie’s idea. the day trip there was Steve’s. But when Wayne’s borrowed truck grinds to a halt on the hottest day in September, the tension and the boys’ tempers aren’t the only thing to rise.

ONE SHOTS ·˚ ༘

FORTY THREE BELOW *new* blizzard au, reader is fighting a cold

COBBLER *new* blizzard storm with a crabby eddie

TWELVE HOURS *new* smutty 12 hours of bf! eddie worshipping you until christmas

DIFFERENCES *new* a blurb about the way Steve & Eddie fuck you

IT’S 3 AM *new!* [early early morning smut with Eddie]

LEAVE ME IN THE DARK *new* [eddie angst: before & after s4]

CONFESSION *new!* [smut] eddie x fem!reader

LANDLORD! MEAN! OLDER!EDDIE [smut]

SOMEONE LIKE YOU [steddie angst]

LETTING SOMEONE GO *new!* [angst]

RUN

HELLFIRE THANKSGIVING [smut]

BAD DATE CHRONICLES

PREP SCHOOL [smut]

WANTING YOU

AT THIS MOMENT, YOU MEAN EVERYTHING steve x reader smut

more fics under the cut

MINI SERIES ·˚ ༘

WE’RE THE LAST IN LINE [on Hiatus]

MINI MINI SERIES ·˚ ༘

TEASING

CHOKE ME, BITE ME

QUEEN OF THE DAMNED eddie x fem!reader { corruption kink }

ANSWERED ASKS ·˚ ༘

VALENTINE’S [fluff]

LITTLE MUNSON [fluff]

UNO

ICE ICE BABY

WHEELS ON THE BUS

KITCHEN SEX steve x fem!reader

DESSERT

FERAL + BREAD

GLASSES + LIGHTS

BEST FRIENDS

BILLY X EDDIE X YOU

ROOF SEX : Eddie x Fem! Reader

LET’S NOT KEEP SCORE *new* coach! steve x fem reader

#eddie munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #ziggys masterlist

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eiightysixbaby · 1 year

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eddie munson masterlist <3

series:

18+ only

i’ll be home for christmas eddie x fem!reader

one shots and 2-parters:

i’ve got you under my skin now eddie x fem!reader 18+

magic man eddie x fem!reader 18+

12:25 A.M. eddie x fem!reader 18+

sunscreen and chlorine lifeguard!eddie x fem!reader 18+

part two: blue raspberry syrup 18+

you can be the boss steddie x fem!reader 18+

cruel summer modern!fuckboy!eddie x fem!reader 18+

part two: afterglow 18+

breathing deeply, walking backwards best friends to lovers!eddie x fem!reader

personal jesus stripper!eddie x fem!reader 18+

horror movies & chill ghostface!eddie (kinda) x fem!reader 18+

i love it loud rockstar!eddie x fem!reader 18+

santa baby eddie x fem!reader 18+

under the mistletoe friends to lovers!eddie x fem!reader

baby, it’s cold outside friends to lovers!eddie x fem!reader 18+

…and a happy new year eddie x fem!reader (part of the i’ll be home for christmas universe) 18+

the boy is mine (leah’s edition)

blurbs:

eddie needs you after a long day 18+

eddie loves having quickies with you 18+

eddie takes care of you on your period

eddie loves your plushie collection

giving eddie lazy head 18+

eddie loves fucking you from behind 18+

eddie is messy 18+

eddie and inexperienced!reader 18+

eddie knows you had a hard day

eddie takes you to the drive-in 18+

eddie makes you ride him without his help 18+

you wake eddie up in a special way ;) 18+

you handcuff eddie to his bed… 18+

you and eddie have fun with jonathan 18+

eddie fucks your face 18+

a night with rockstar!eddie 18+

overstimulating eddie 18+

mutual masturbation with eddie 18+

telling eddie how big he is 18+

sucking eddie off while jonathan fucks you 18+

#navigation <3 #don’t mind me just cleaning up my nav post

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 1 year

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Turn Your Back

pairing: klaus x fem!reader

summary: in which the thought of almost losing klaus forces you to address your feelings for him

warnings: threats of murder, mild violence, choking, slight angst, enemies to lovers (sort of)

a/n: thank you so much for this request! i couldn't manage to include the smut unfortunately because idk, i just don't think i was in the right headspace to write smut but i hope you enjoy! also, i'm so sorry this is late.

The cold air bit at your face as you ran through the woods, panic overtaking you as you searched for Klaus. The last you saw of him, he'd gone off in a rage. You didn't even know why you'd gone after him, or why you cared. Maybe it was because it was Christmas. Either way, you were currently rushing through the trees in the darkness, trying to find him.

And when you finally did find him, he was covered in blood and clearly dishevelled.

"What the hell?!" You found yourself shouting, your fist flying at his chest the second you got close enough. "Where the hell were you?!"

"I'd advise you to watch your tone, love." He warned, not a single shred of amusement on his face as he looked at you.

"The hell I will." You spat. "What the fuck were you doing?"

He didn't bother to offer you a response, but before you could say another word, his hand was around your throat and your back was against a tree.

"I told you to watch your tone." He snarled, his hot breath fanning against your lips as he leaned close to you. "I've had a rather stressful night, don't think I won't kill you."

You fell into silence then as his hand slowly loosened from your throat, and once you were free from his hold, you were quick to turn away from him as you prepared to leave. You were seriously regretting your decision to come out here looking for him.

"You're an asshole, Klaus." You simply said, your voice remaining calm as you kept your back to him. "Have fun going home alone."

But before you were able to take another step, you felt his fingers wrap around your wrist as he dragged you back to him. "Don't you dare turn your back on me!"

"I shoulda turned my back on you ages ago!" You found yourself yelling now, your anger towards him finally bubbling to the surface.

You both fell silent then, his eyes burning right into you as you stood there, both of you waiting for the other to make a move. And it was you that was the one to reach for him first, your hands roughly gripping either side of his face as you dragged him down to you, your lips colliding in a desperate kiss.

And within seconds, Klaus had you pinned against the tree once more, his lips never leaving yours as his hands came down to grip your hips.

"I fucking hate you." You groaned against his mouth, your own hands reaching to grip his jacket, as he started working on your jeans.

He just smirked, before you felt the button on your jeans pop open. "I don't think you do, love."

[Main Masterlist] [Klaus Masterlist] [12 Days Of Christmas Blurbs]

#12 days of christmas blurbs #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson drabble #klaus mikaelson blurb #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson x you #klaus mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson fanfic #joseph morgan #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries fanfic #tvd #tvd fanfic #the originals #the originals fanfic

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tpwkwriter · 1 year

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Skating with H head-canon.

Day 1 of my 12 days of Xmas concept ❣️

All fluff 🎄⛸️

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- the Christmas break was always magical and memorable with H, his open mind allowed him to be up for whatever you felt like doing that day, whether it be baking cookies at late hours or watching Christmas movies all day, as-long as you were next to him he didn’t mind.

- but when you told him Ice skating was top of the list his ideas may have changed.

- “me and you on ice?” He’d ask “baby we can barely walk in a straight line” “part of fun then isn’t curly” you’d laugh.

- of course he’d cave in and accept defeat (only for you), and would look at nearest rinks available 😙

- once at the ice rink you’d both lock hands and get on the ice hoping for the best. “H please don’t let go” “thought this was your idea lovie” he’d smirk

- obviously being the overprotective partner he was he wouldn’t want you too hold onto nothing “lovie let’s try near the wall so y’have somethin to hold”

- but of course he’d be the first to slip up. “Pretend no one saw that alrigh” he’d say slowly sliding back over to his lovie after nearly toppling right over 🤭

- once you finally got the hang of it H would watch in utter awe of his girl effortlessly doing laps around the Icy rink with a beaming smile and a little laugh each time. “Why’d ya get a picture of me for?” You’d mutter “in need of a new Lock Screen” 🫶🏼

- “c’mon let’s go round together” you’d suggest offering a hand, with an acceptance you both go round hand in hand managing not to fall or lose balance, H with the biggest smile on his face took lead and made an offer “care to dance m’lady?” He asks “on ice?” “On ice” he confirms with the faint sound of ‘a wonderful Christmastime’ playing it seemed perfect.

- with both his hands planted on your waist it felt only right to end the day here. “Todays been wonderful lovie, s”good suggestion ya made” “Glad you enjoyed it H” you said leaving a firm loving kiss on the boys lips 🫶🏼

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doumadono · 8 months

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Step into the sin bin! Sinful Sunday is a unique writing extravaganza on this blog, where I explore your every idea and curiosity about your beloved characters. Got a headcanon burning to be shared? Craving to explore a particular kink? Look no further, you're in the right spot! Send me an ask, and in return, you'll receive either a little blurb or set of headcanons! Share your thoughts anytime you fancy. Saturday morning is when the floodgates open, and the posts will come pouring in! 😉🔥

GENERAL RULES

for Sinful Sunday participation, kindly ensure you're 18 or older. Your safety matters, and I'll tag my content accordingly. Please respect this request and do your part

feel free to send your asks, thoughts, imaginations, or requests either anon or not

you're also welcome to share your own headcanons or imagines for the character of your choice! I'm eager to engage in conversations about them with you 😊

Sinful Sunday will last all through Sunday and will end Sunday night at midnight, 23:59 CET

any additional Sinful Sunday requests I receive afterward will be either reserved for the next Sunday or considered for a future request, depending on my current mood and availability

Sinful Sunday-specific tag for all asks, blurbs, and headcanons will be: #doumadonos sinful sunday 🔥

Sinful Sunday kicks off on the upcoming Sunday, September 10th!

SINFUL SUNDAY UPDATE AS OF 3/12/23

Firstly, on the Sundays of December 24th and 31st, I won't be posting anything for Sinful Sunday. Given that it's the Christmas season and I'll be with my family, I've decided that the last Sinful Sunday of the year 2023 will be on Sunday, the 17th.

Due to the high volume of requests every Sunday, it's become physically challenging to complete all of them in a single day. To address this, I'm implementing a new rule – I'll be posting approximately 5 pieces for every Sinful Sunday. Any requests remaining in my inbox will be automatically scheduled for the following weekend.

I'll be adjusting the priority for Sinful Sunday requests, giving top priority to those that come in off-anon. While anonymous questions are still welcomed, I'll be initially focusing on non-anonymous requests.

I'm aware many of you enjoy the Hantengu Clones, but I kindly request not to ask for similar scenarios with different clones once a scenario has already been published with one of them.

I'm open to delving into darker content, so feel free to share your more intense thoughts/thirsts with me without hesitation! 🔥

SINFUL SUNDAY UPDATE AS OF 31/12/23

In light of the recent poll results, I'm thrilled to share that Sinful Sunday is set to unfold bi-monthly, taking place every two weeks, starting January 14th, 2024

Any requests submitted from now on will be posted on the specified day (in the event of a substantial number of requests, they will be posted based on the order of reception in my inbox. Just a gentle reminder: I'm featuring only 4-5 pieces each Sunday!)

SINFUL SUNDAY UPDATE AS OF 15/02/24

As I'm heading to Japan on March 1st, there will be some changes to Sinful Sunday.

the upcoming Sinful Sunday by the end of February will be the last one before my Japan trip. Sinful Sunday will resume on April 27th, and I'll remind you about it in a post

SINFUL SUNDAY UPDATE AS OF 23/04/24 - TOTAL CHANGE IN FORMAT

due to the large number of 5k celebration requests, Sinful Sunday will be postponed to May 11th

I've decided to change things up for this recurring event. Since Sinful Sunday happens every two weeks, in the first week - I'll collect your requests. Then, a week before the event - I'll post a poll with all the submitted requests, so you can vote for your favourites. I think this will be the healthiest approach, especially since the last few Sinful Sundays have been overwhelming due to the influx of requests in a single day

the two works with the most votes will be posted every Sinful Sunday

all unused requests will either be deleted or saved for separate stories (only if I really like specific requests)

repeated or similar requests to stories I've already posted will be deleted

you can submit requests for Sunful Sunday starting now, and the first poll will be posted on May 4th

fandoms I write for: My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Honkai Star Rail, Genshin Impact, Jujutsu Kaisen, Wind Breaker, Bucchigiri!?, Obey Me, Haikyuu

#doumadonos sinful sunday 🔥#sinful sunday #x reader smut #smut #kny smut #mha smut #jjk smut #bnha smut #obey me smut #my hero academia smut #haikyuu smut #navigation #genshin impact smut #hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #bucchigiri #bucchigiri?!

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siriuslysmoking · 5 months

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FICMAS

Everyday at 11

Includes: Fluff (lots of it), angst (only a hint in the later chapters), no smut (so far), a bunch of feel good stuff to make me happy and hopefully you <3

A/N: they’re not fics, it’s a bunch of blurbs that I don’t want to write 1k+ for.

I almost ran out of ideas for 25 days, don’t know how you guys do it for kinktober. Props to you!!

Day 1 - Christmas shopping with Steve

Day 2 - Setting up the tree with James

Day 3 - Movie Marathon with Peter Parker

Day 4 - wrapping presents with Remus

Day 5 - Ice skating with Regulus

Day 6 - Building a Snowman with Theo

Day 7 - Building Gingerbread Houses with Fred

Day 8 - Ugly Sweater Party with Harry

Day 9 - Going sledding with Jegulus

Day 10 - Holiday Baking with Robin

Day 11 - Taking the kids to see Santa with Steve

Day 12 - Picking the perfect tree with Mattheo

Day 13 - Snowball Fight with James

Day 14 - Decorating cookies with Eddie

Day 15 - Buy each others presents with Regulus

Day 16 - Secret Santa with Remus

Day 17 - Elf on The Shelf with Steve

Day 18 - Tree Lighting with Peter Parker

Day 19 - Christmas Morning prep with Fred

Day 20 - Christmas Market with Theo

Day 21 - Light displays with James

Day 22 - Angel Tree with Harry

Day 23 - Snow Storm with Robin

Day 24 - Visiting Family with Regulus

Day 25 - Christmas Morning with Eddie

comment if you want to be added to a taglist for everyday or a certain day!

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ughgoaway · 7 months

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playing on my mind- blurb masterlist

hi yall!!! I am so glad you're enjoying the blurbs, so I figured I'd make a separate masterlist for them!! I try and tag anything relating to this au with #teacher au! so you can search that on my blog for any content of these two idiots <3

original full fic- here

blurb 1- matty is late to pick Annie up from school, but you're there to keep her company

blurb 2- matty comes into school on career day to play some music for the kids, and maybe to see you...

blurb 3- it's parents evening and matty comes in to see you, and talk about his daughter

blurb 4- its the yearly nativity play, and little Annie has a starring role

blurb 5- it's Annie's birthday, and matty brings in cake for the whole class. Maybe he ends up staying a while.

blurb 6- trick or treating together on Halloween and getting mistaken for a couple.

blurb 7- pre teacher reader, new dad matty has a screaming baby and no clue how to make it better. that is until he discovers the magic of a baby wrap...

blurb 8- two possible scenarios for the first "I love you"

blurb 9- you surprise matty front row at a show

blurb 10- going to a theme park once you and matty get together

blurb 11- (not really a blurb more just a passing thought lol) Annie losing her first tooth

blurb 12- another "I love you" for the first time scenario, if it was said during a fight/apology. Annie breaks her arm, and matty is a dickhead about it lol

blurb 13- short thoughts about matty dad dancing at a school Christmas dance.

blurb 14- not really a blurb but some slutty thoughts lol

blurb 15- Annie doing ross' hair

blurb 16- running into matty at a coffee shop and meeting george

blurb 17- Annie calling you mum for the first time (older teenage annie)

blurb 18- Annie calling you mum for the first time (young annie)

blurb 19- baby Annie is ill for the first time, and matty has no idea what to do. cue a panicked call to Adam and 4 grown men worried about a baby with a cold

blurb 20- Annie finds out about you and matty, and not in the way you hoped.

blurb 21- telling matty you're pregnant, with the help of new big sister Annie :)

blurb 22- you are sick and trying to ignore it, but matty becomes a nurse very quickly and refuses to let you just sit and rot lol

blurb 23- what matty is like during your early pregnancy

blurb 24- (short) Christmas with your family vs Matty's.

blurb 25- girls night out ends up with you getting a lip tattoo for matty, and he loves it

blurb 26- Annie decides its time to trial haircuts in her spare time, and matty is her first victim.

blurb 27- Annie is performing in a talent show, and everyone comes to watch.

blurb 28- Annie meeting her baby brother for the first time

blurb 29- small thoughts about Matty's reaction to Annie dating.

blurb 30- radom thoughts about matty comforting teacher reader after a hard week.

blurb 31- pregnant teacher reader and her mourning Matty's curls: :(

blurb 32- Annie gets her first boyfriend, who just so happens to be George's nephew. and they were doing a great job keeping it secret, until now

blurb 33- short thoughts about Annie's first award show :)

blurb 34- valentines crafts with Annie for matty pre-dating, and all the yearning that entails lol

blurb 35- first time going out as a family after you and matty have officially gotten together!

blurb 36- jealous matty after you see someone you used to go to uni with at a bar. He's definitely hitting on you, and matty is not happy.

blurb 37- a little explanation on Annie's mum and what their relationship is like!

blurb 38- first fight after you've gotten together and your first time trying to build something together.

blurb 39- your parents meeting Annie and matty for the first time.

blurb 40- mayhem, matty, and annie come home covered in mud after a walk, and the three of you are left with the job of bathing mayhem...

blurb 41- matty is home from tour, baby healy is born, and annie is beyond ready for her whole family to be in one place. matty makes snoopy pancakes for a the peanuts obsessed Annie as a celebration of his return <3

blurb 42- not a proper blurb, but just little thoughts about teacher girlie and dlid!!

blurb 1- matty tries on your labcoat, and you can't help but feel slightly embarrassed about how attractive you find it - matty takes advantage, obviously.

blurb 43- not a proper blurb again, but just brief thoughts on celebrating your 1 year anniversary :)

18 + blurbs

blurb 2- soft gentle sex with matty after you've had a long week.

blurb 3- pulling matty straight off stage after that grab he did...

blurb 4- morning oral w/matty and holding his hand as he's between your legs <3

#i hope this is easier to navigate/is better than before lol #i am planning on never shutting up about these guys hence the masterlist #matty healy fanfic #matty healy x reader #teacher reader x dilf matty <333 #teacher au!

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