#all mine verse

[littledemondani]

Alright, so my nasty little mind keeps thinking about Eddie’s jealous streak with the reader over Jason. What if he craves more public, risky sex?

he definitely does! this turned out way longer than i intended it to, so it'll be under a cut sdkfh sorry not sorry! this is set in the all mine verse, btw.

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, jealous!eddie, cheating, light light smut towards the end

word count: 1k

it isn't something he's genuinely proud of - being jealous. he knew going into this that jason was your boyfriend, and had been for about seven months before your meetup in his van. the more time he spent with you, the more he got to know you and your interests, he soon realized that you and jason had nothing in common except for running in the same social circle.

you loved art, cheesy horror films, spending your weekends reading rather than going out and getting wasted, astronomy, the cure, joy division, sex pistols, wearing ripped jeans with a semi-baggy shirt when you weren't donned in your cheer uniform. eddie will never forget when you first told him you had read lord of the rings, how your face lit up with happiness and relief that he wasn't going to judge you for it. "ahh, i'm so glad i finally have someone to talk about it with!" you had said, breaking out into a wide grin. "seriously, jason would never let me talk about it."

he felt anger bubbling up within him. how could your boyfriend not listen to you talk about your interests? or at least show some kind of semblance that he even cared about them. he already knew jason didn't deserve you, but after hearing that, it solidified that thought even more.

that same anger kept popping up as the days, weeks, and months went on, growing stronger in intensity. the day he saw jason kiss you outside of mr. whitley's class he had to physically stop himself from marching over there and shoving him into the wall. he hated the thought of jason's lips being anywhere on you, but to actually see it, had his head spinning with rage. later in the day, when he saw you before hellfire, he made sure to kiss you until you were absolutely fucking breathless. "what was that for?" you asked, your chest slightly heaving as you gazed up at him with those pretty eyes that made his heart skip a beat. "just missed you today. that's all," he replied, giving you a cheeky grin.

he had tried to contain the green-eyed monster that had taken residence inside of him. tried to keep it from coming out and doing something completely rash. but the monster was stronger than he was.

you had walked by him in the hallway on your way to geometry, all smiles as you laughed with one of the girls on the cheer squad, but that isn't what caught his attention. it was jason's letterman jacket draped over your shoulders, swallowing your frame practically whole and your hands barely poking out through the sleeves. he lost sight of everything around him. his hearing got fuzzy, vision became blurry, the persistence, nagging voice of the green-eyed monster telling him to do something about it.

and he did.

he went up to you, with your friend still by your side, and asked if he could speak to you. the look your friend gave him was one that he was sure, if looks could kill, he would drop dead on the floor, but he didn't give a shit. you stuttered a bit, unsure of what to say or why he was being so bold to approach you when he hadn't done so before. "y-yeah, what's going on?" you settled with, clearing your throat as you shifted on your heels. "is it about our test in english?"

thank god the two of you shared at least one class together.

"it is," he said. "can we go somewhere, i dunno, private?"

"she's not going anywhere with you, freak," your friend bit back, grabbing your arm as if letting you go with him would end up with you being murdered.

"sarah, chill. it's okay," you reassured, releasing your arm from her grasp. "he's not gonna fucking kill me."

the minute the two of you entered the library, his lips were on you, marking their claim against your own lips, cheek, neck. it was completely empty, and would be for the next hour. he walked you to the back section of the library, pushing you up against one of the bookshelves.

"eddie," you gasped. "what's going o-"

"do you know how fucking difficult it is for me to look at you wearing his jacket?" he groaned, his large hand cupping your neck to make you look up at him. "when it should be mine on you instead?"

the feral glint behind his brown eyes make them appear a lot darker than what they are. in any other circumstance, with any other person, you would've cowered under the intensity. not be overcome with the liquid fire burning of arousal. "that's what this is about?" you raised a brow at him quizzically. "are you jealous, eddie?"

he's taken aback by your question. it was one thing for him to know that he was, but for you to now know it too? he supposes maybe it was only a matter of time before that happened, considering he had done a shit job of keeping it to himself, especially now. "and if i am?"

you wrapped your hand around the wrist of his free hand and reached underneath your dress. he gasped softly at the feel of your panties already being soaked through. "then i'd say it's pretty hot," you mewled, gazing up at him mischievously.

eddie pushed your panties to the side, and dipped his fingers into you teasingly, before dragging them back up to your clit. he circled the little nub with the lightest of touches, humming thoughtfully. “is that why you’re so wet, princess?” he asked, his face mere millimeters away from your own. “hm?”

“and if it is?” you countered. he smirked at you, spinning you around so you were now facing away from him. he made quick work of undoing his pants and taking out his cock, giving it a few languid strokes. he ran his free hand overtop the back of jason’s letterman, digging his nails in when he passed over carver stitched in cursive. he rubbed his cock through your folds, once, twice, three times before stopping right at your entrance.

“then i’d say it’s pretty hot,” he teased, pushing his entire length into you all at once.

[penaltyboxboxbox]

taking things slow

[kyros-tha-soldier]

The OP dadverse is fucking underrated. Whoever is in charge of the spin-off OP doujins needs to make the next series about them

[amartworks]

Been thinking a lot about Miles' eventual reveal and about it being something as simple as his dad recognizing his son in the most mundane way

[goldensunset]

O you, who at the world's far-off end dwell,

I know your wish- it is my wish as well.

[killerpancakeburger]

Miguel O'hara: I lead an E L I T E strikeforce dedicated to-

The strikeforce: A piece of lego, a bunch of 15yo teens, a slightly older teen who's an anarchist, a pregnant woman (like she takes one punch to the stomach and the baby is done for, no...???), some himbo torn between admiring his own muscles or reflecting on his tragic past, a depressed spiderman in slippers who brings his toddler with him on missions.

[raspberryfrogs]

🍓🌸Straw Berry🌸🍓

yes that's their name no I don't want to talk about it

cheerful/family orientated/hot headed

has a years long feud with their neighbour Rana over how they keep their garden that frequently threatens to erupt into unimaginable violence they cannot be in a room together without kicking off

said neighbour is also the godparent of their 5 kids

if you question this they will just look at you strangely

skin tone | markings | freckles | eyes | hair | face stickers/paints x x x | nose ring | earrings

sweater | skirt | shoes | garter | legwarmers | nails | necklace

jacket | bottoms (personal recolour) | boots* (TSR) | socks

dress | tights | necklace (get to work) | bracelet

top | bottoms

hoodie | shorts | socks

sweater | shoes | hat

romper | sandals | hat

top | bottoms | sunglasses

poses x x x

@noodlescc @ssspringroll @thepeachyfaerie @simmerstesia @plantainboat @creamlattedream @bellassims @ravensim @behemoththings @trillyke @pixelunivairse @clumsyalienn @ikari-sims @solistair @bluecravingcc @joliebean @candysims4 @nolan-sims @serenity-cc @aharris00britney @sentate @saruin @keirosims @helgatisha

[beaulesbian]

[chiwithekiwi]

no but i genuinely would be fascinated to see miguel drop his mentality of "the ends justify the means" and him and miles seeing eye to eye only for him to realise that miles is the exact kind of kid that he would have hoped his own daughter could have been. him facing miles after realising the extent of the horror that he inflicted upon him in not just his actions but his words. miles looks at him and sees a man beyond his limits and cannot hold any of it against him despite knowing that he has every right to hate him for what he did to him. miguel wishes he would hate him, because that would at least make the remorse easier to manage in knowing what he did to someone else's child

[littledemondani]

#2 and #17 from the smut prompts with eddie please!!

prompt list | send some in

this is set in the all mine verse not long after reader and eddie hooked up for the first time. i hope y'all like it <3 as always, 18+ MINORS DNI

"do i make you nervous?" eddie taunted, gazing down at you with a sick, smug smile as he ghosted his finger down your cheek. the question is rhetorical. he knows perfectly well the effect he has on you. it’s clear by each ragged breath you take, the way you avoid looking at him directly in his big, beautiful brown eyes, how your heart beats wildly in your chest. he just loves to watch how flustered you get each time he calls attention to it.

only it wasn’t just him jangling your nerves. it was the fact that he had snuck up on you in the hallway when you were walking to cheer practice, dragged you into the nearest storage closet, and pushed you up against the door. the other girls would be expecting your presence, since it’s the first practice back from the winter break, and the last thing you needed was them finding you in a storage closet with eddie fucking munson.

endless scenarios ran through your head, yet each one all led to the same outcome: someone telling jason.

those thoughts quickly dissipate the second you feel his plump lips laying claim to your neck. you tilt your head to the side to allow him better access, gasping softly. he uses his knee to part your legs, settling between them. he gently nipped at your pulse point, then moved down the column of your throat to your collarbones.

“you drive me fucking crazy,” he breathed against your skin, sliding his hand down your back over the swell of your ass. “wearing these hot little shorts? with this perfect ass of yours? i almost came in my pants like a horny fucking teenager when i saw you.” he roughly squeezed your ass for emphasis before lightly swatting. you moaned, unconsciously grinding down on his lower thigh as you do so. he chuckled wickedly, the sound reverberating loudly throughout the small, enclosed space.

“wow, it doesn’t take much to rev your engine, does it?” you quip, reaching down to palm at his semi-hard cock. he hisses softly at the contact, lashes fluttering as he bucks into your touch.

“only when it comes to you, sweetheart,” he said, glancing between your eyes and lips. the statement holds more meaning to it than what eddie had led on. everything about what the two of you were doing goes against his own moral compass. he wasn’t the kind of guy who had secret love affairs with taken women. he was taught better than that. but you were a lighted match, igniting his heart into a fiery blaze.

you pull him down to you, pressing your lips to his in a heated, bruising kiss. he groaned against you, cupping the side of your jaw before trailing his hand down to your waist, the other placed flat on the door. you rub your hand along the outline of his cock, adding a little more pressure as you do so. eddie pushed his knee up, so his thigh was now fully pressed against your clothed cunt. you instinctively grind down, again and again, panting softly into the kiss. eddie breaks away first, giving your hip a light squeeze.

“fuck,” he groans, resting his forehead on yours as he watches you work your hips. “does that feel good, baby?” 

you nod, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth as waves of delicious pleasure radiate from your pulsing clit. you remove your hand from his crotch, bringing it to his own that’s on your hip. you slowly guide him up your side, over your breast, stopping just below your lips. you take two of his fingers, running your tongue over them before taking them into your mouth, your eyes never leaving his.

he smiles fondly, though it only lasts for a second then disappears into something more wicked. “you’re such a whore,” he breathed, pushing his fingers further into your mouth, causing you to gag slightly. “did you know that? rubbing yourself like a bitch in heat on my thigh…sucking on my fing-”

the rest is lost on him as you squeeze his cock with your free hand, giggling around his fingers. he tilts his head back, a strained groan slipping past his lips. you flatten your tongue underneath his fingers, bobbing your head along them. when you’ve had enough, you pull back with a wet pop, smirking up at him.

“what were you gonna say?” you teased, feigning innocence in your tone. “you kinda cut off there.”eddie tensed, but you knew he wasn’t gonna really do anything to punish you right then and there. maybe later. right now, there was a high risk of the both of you getting caught should anyone walk by, and as much as he wanted to put you back into your place, he knew better. the possibility of him leaving your ass raw, fucking you so good you’d feel him for the next few days, made a shiver run down your spine.

“cute,” he sneered, placing his hands on your hips and moving you faster along his thigh. he chuckled darkly as you hung your head back on the door, your lips parted as moans spilled freely from you. “what’s the matter, baby? were you gonna say something?”

if you weren’t so horny you would’ve come back with something sarcastic, but it feels way too good for it to be ruined by your smart ass mouth. you can feel the coil start to wind up within you, and you know you won’t be able to last much longer.

eddie is so entranced with you, that he almost didn’t hear the movement outside of the door. it’s there, though, the sound of students talking and giggling down the hallway, their footsteps coming closer to yours and eddie’s perfect little bubble. you hear it, too, and before you could react, eddie is shoving his fingers back into your mouth.

“do you think they can hear us?” eddie asked, his tone laced with amusement. “or better yet, do you think they can hear you?”

you rolled your eyes. but you also wondered if they could hear you. eddie kept an ear out, his attention garnered solely towards the door and little to do with you humping his thigh. once their voices fade away, though, his focus was entirely on you, removing his fingers from your mouth with a soft groan.

“are you gonna cum soon?” he breathed, leaning in to pepper hot kisses along your jaw.

“yes,” you moaned, nodding as you did so. “‘m so close..”

he guided you faster along his thigh, determined to get you to cum so he can watch you fall apart for him once again, a sight that he was completely addicted to. you cum with no warning, shuddering against him as the euphoria hits you harder than you expected.

“that’s it, baby,” eddie groaned, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw to your neck. “so fucking pretty when you cum for me.”

you keep grinding against him to draw out your high as much as possible, only slowing when you start to become too sensitive. eddie pulls back, making sure he didn’t leave you any marks when he notices the thin gold band of your necklace. he tugs on the chain until all of it is out from underneath your shirt, revealing a simple letter “J” dangling from it.

he examines it in his palm, though the longer he holds it it feels like it’s searing right through into his skin. “jason gave you this?” he asked, his eyes glued to the small charm. 

“yeah,” you said nonchalantly, completely oblivious to the internal turmoil brewing within eddie.

he slowly nodded once in understanding, and without a second thought, ripped the cheap jewelry from your neck.

you gasped in surprise, your hand immediately flying to your neck, eyes widened in shock. “eddie! what the fuck, dude?”

“what? you know, for a guy with rich parents, you think he would’ve done better than buy his girlfriend a cheap ass necklace.”

you don’t know what to say - mostly because you can’t defend jason’s actions or reasons for anything, not to the guy you’re hooking up with behind his back.

“well, what am i supposed to tell him when he sees i’m not wearing it anymore?” you asked, crossing your arms. eddie pulled away from you, the now mangled piece of jewelry still clasped in his palm.

“i’m sure you’ll figure something out,” he said with a shrug, moving past you to open the door. he looked to make sure no one was around before exiting and tossed the necklace into a trashcan.

//

eddie tags: @prettyboyeddiemunson, @lovelylangdonx, @codyfernmorelikedaddyfern, @puckssbunny, @sebby-staan, @dylobilysmomg, @erens-eyebrows, @bigpoppajes, @am-3-thyst, @sammysdepp, @wojciechovsk, @nicholerodz, @totallybiasedreviews, @variety-fangirl, @justanotherfrenchhoe

[mushroomnoodles]

heres the normal golbaby designs for melinoe, melopia and relle. not canon to the revived timeline yet, idk if they will be. but theres a reason they look so different from morri (they along with oberon were a). not conceived through a speck of cosmic energy and b). conceived between two entities rather than GOLBetty and a human.

[hydenraven]

'cause baby, now we've got bad blood

[crownedwille]

Dropped it all in a second after your message Do you remember me calling out? Meet you back in the wreckage, right where you left it Do you regret how I see it now?

You say that you got better when you saw me I heard a rumor, it's medicine and molly You're blacking out

Wishful Thinking - Gracie Abrams

[peppermintfreak]

Listen. Let me cook. Basta could have Middle Eastern ancestry due to prominent numbers of muslim settlers in southern territory of Italy from the 8th to 13th century. Inkworld is more or less our world but stuck in some weird timeframe of the late Middle Ages/ entering early Renaissance mix up (possibly inspired by the illustrations in the silver book, which is a fairytale) which is when Arabs began making their presence known in Sicily and later elsewhere. Basta's parents could have assimilated or otherwise.

Fair hair and eyes are seemingly the standard in Inkworld (e.g: cosimo, the Piper, Brianna, Capricorn etcBattista's remark about their heroes, and Mo being such a big name despite his outlandishly 'dark as moleskin' hair) Being multiracial or at least different ethnicity is uncommon but not unheard of in Inkworld. Basta's the only one from Inkworld, along with the Prince, to have been tan/or dark-skinned and dark-haired enough to warrant a mention (even though that single tibit of a sentence confirming that was more of an emphasis on Basta's state in the cage). Huge shout-out to that one line in Inkheart where Basta gets so close to Meggie's face she sees her own reflection in his eyes that incited all of this.

[killerpancakeburger]

This whole website is like "[Male character] and feminism cannot coexist in my mind" and I'm just like. Seems like a Skill Issue.

[dollopheadedmerlin]

Forever wondering why crested geckos dont grow their tails back after they drop them. Like every other gecko understood the assignment, drop, wriggle, regrow. But nooo crested geckos were like, you have a disposable appendage that you can use to distract predators