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eiightysixbaby · 8 months

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as you've probably seen in your notifs, i'm a bit obsessed with your writing 😩 it's so good, i'm utterly obsessed

i was wondering if you could write something where steve is manhandling or rough housing with his gf and it takes a ✨️spicy✨️ turn?? i feel like there aren't enough fics with playful!steve tbh

anyway i'm gonna go back to reading everything you've ever posted now because i'm obsessed 😂

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

hiiiii omg I’m so sorry this request truly got lost in the abyss of my inbox, but I hope you enjoy this regardless. I needed something for reader and steve to be debating about and then… this goofiness was born. 🫶🏻 and thank you for the kind words, it means a lot that you like my writing :’)

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“There is no fucking way you haven’t seen Grease,” Steve says, sitting up from where he’d been laying on the sofa to look at you properly.

“Never seen it, I swear. I just don’t know if musicals are my thing,” you say, laughing lightly at his dumbfounded expression.

“How did I not know this about you?” he wonders aloud, pressing his palms to his forehead as if he’s deeply stressed.

“If you’d known would you not be dating me right now?” you tease, laughing harder when he rolls his eyes. You know there isn’t a universe where he wouldn’t want to date you, and he knows you know.

“I just can’t believe you’re just going to write it off as ‘oh, musicals aren’t my thing’” he says, his voice pitching higher when he mocks you. “Like, it’s a masterpiece. I’m hurt, babe,” he says, and you’re not quite sure how much of this is real anymore and how much is him teasing.

You only laugh more, shaking your head at his antics. “It can’t be that good. It’s a bunch of grown adults playing high schoolers, running around and singing.”

“Oh, honey, but you haven’t heard Hopelessly Devoted To You. Or Beauty School Dropout… or… or You’re The One That I Want!” he shouts exasperatedly, hands flying all over the place.

“Boooringgggg,” you drawl, really only saying it to get a rise out of him. You’d watch the movie if he asked you to, honestly you’d probably like it, and you both know it.

“Anything but. You haven’t heard Greased Lightning,” he continues, immediately jumping from his spot on the couch. He grabs the television remote, holding it up in front of him.

“Steve, what-”

“I’m about to show you how not boring it is.”

He waggles his eyebrows at you, shaking his hips as he brings the remote to his mouth like a microphone. He dives into a terrible rendition of Greased Lightning, not breaking eye contact with you.

“This car is automatic…” he cries out.

“Babe,” you say, looking at him questioningly.

“It’s systematic…”

“Steven, I swear to god,” you say as he hops up onto the coffee table, socked feet allowing him to slide on the surface.

“It’s hydromatic!”

He’s fully into it now, giving you a complete show as he sings. You’re in a fit of giggles, watching him in awe as he struts around. He’s trying and only somewhat succeeding in mimicking John Travolta’s dance moves, his arm outstretched as he points at you. His hips gyrate, he turns and shakes his ass exaggeratedly as he continues singing. You have to admit he looks damn good in those too-tight jeans.

He takes off his jacket, throwing it out to you as if he’s a real performer. He’s pitched his voice lower while he sings, really trying to sell his impersonation. You snort, rolling your eyes as you start to get up from your seat, attempting to head towards the kitchen to grab a drink.

He stops you, though, jumping down from the table to grab your arm, pulling you into him, chest to chest.

“Steve!” you gasp, palms pressing to his chest as he wraps a strong arm around you. Your heart flutters at the sudden closeness, heat creeping up your neck.

“You’re gonna miss the best part if you walk away now,” he says, trying so hard not to laugh.

“Oh, I think I’ve seen enough,” you tease, trying to break free from his grip.

You think he’s about to let you go when you’re scooped up by his muscular arms, thrown over his shoulder as he discards his ‘microphone’ onto the coffee table. You flail your limbs, struggling to catch your breath between laughs as he sets you down on the large sofa. He positions himself over you, knees digging into the cushion on either side of your stretched legs, caging you in. He pins your wrists above your head, hazel eyes wild as he laughs with you. His strength makes you dizzy, the way he manhandles you with ease sends you reeling.

“Now that I’ve got you right where I want you…” he says maniacally, dramatically. “I’m going to sing every single song from Grease in order of appearance in the film,” he finishes, adding a wicked cackle to the end of his sentence.

“No, no! Please! Please spare me!” you cry, playing right along with his act.

You try to free your wrists as your legs thrash underneath your boyfriend, but Steve’s grip tightens. His free hand grips the flesh of your hip, pinning you harder to the couch. He’s smiling, practically glowing with how much he likes you, but the mood suddenly shifts when you let out a soft, pleased little noise at the way he squeezes your skin. Your hips inadvertently roll a little, seeking him out.

Your arms no longer struggle against his grip, instead simply going limp beneath the expanse of his fingers. Your breath hitches in your throat, lips parting slightly as you really take in all of Steve. His cheeks are flushed a light shade of pink from exertion, his hair slightly out of place from all of his dancing. He’s beautiful, so gorgeous, and right now he’s looking at you like you’re his favorite sight in the world. Really, it’s because you are.

“Steve…” you breathe out, chest rising and falling as you catch your breath from your previous heavy fits of laughter.

He closes the distance between the two of you, pressing his lips to yours so softly yet so passionately. It says a million things, it expresses all of his adoration for you. Your tongue swipes gently into his mouth, tasting him just a little. His tongue meets yours then, sending chills through your body.

He pulls away eventually, looking at you like he’s lovestruck.

“You’re such a dork, Steve Harrington,” you murmur, but really it says ‘I love you’, ‘thank you for sharing your interests with me’, ‘you’re my favorite person’. And he knows.

“And you’re the girl that’s dating me,” he replies, smiling cutely down at you.

You tug the collar of his shirt, bringing him back down to your lips. Teeth and tongues clash once more as his hips roll into yours, making you whimper. He pushes the fabric of your skirt up your leg, higher higher higher until the pad of his thumb is teasing your cotton panties. Your wrists are freed from his grip, his hand pressing into the cushion to hold himself up. His thumb swipes over your needy core, teasing, but he’s met with a pool of warm wetness that sticks to his fingers. You flush as he gasps into your kiss, knowing he’s figured you out. He pulls his lips from yours and you pout, wiggling your hips slightly beneath him.

“What, honey? Did my imitation of Danny Zuko really do it for ya? Got you that wet?” he teases, smirking so adorably at you you want to smack him.

“Oh fuck off, I can’t stand you,” you reply. “But maybe.”

“Hey, you know what they say. ‘The chicks’ll cream for greased lightnin’” he quotes.

It earns him a well deserved eye-roll, but he makes up for all of his antics with how well he devours you afterwards.

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milla984 · 7 months

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The other day I received an anon ask (NSFW) and after a bit of pondering I wrote a little blurb in response. * cough * kinktober * cough *

Since this blog is mostly SFW I decided to copy/paste the message under the cut, so only who's interested will see it.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader, Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

Category: smut (NSFW, 18+, MDNI)

TW/CW: fingering, female ejaculation, brief mention of kissing

🙏🙏🙏🙏i love your🖤hotch fic🖤do you have any headcannons about him making y/n squirt for the frist time? (Anon request)

In fact I do have a headcanon!! 🥵🥵

Aaron Hotchner is not the type of man to rush through the 'getting to know you' phase of a relationship. Intimate encounters follow several weeks of dating, even though being together often proves to be difficult since he isn't always free to spend a whole night at your place.

He's well aware that if he were to indulge himself with multiple sessions of casual sex he'd find plenty of opportunity, but he doesn't find the idea alluring. He's more interested in building something real with his partner and he's a generous lover, attentive and caring; he wants to talk about what feels good (or not) for you because he's extremely keen on putting this knowledge into practice, and one of his major turn-ons is the fact you can't get enough of his mouth kissing you, his arms holding you close and his weight pinning you down.

The day it happens he's taking his time to slowly drags his fingers in an upward movement to reach the sweet spot inside of you, alternating between strokes of his opposite thumb and the rapid flickering of his tongue on your clit. He has almost sent you over the edge twice but stopped right before you could come, so now you're desperate for release and the tension is building up at your core while you writhe under his touch, with your legs spread.

When you finally reach the point of no return the intensity of your climax gets unbearable, heels digging into the mattress and muscles twitching as you lose consciousness of your surroundings. The sound of his loud gasp is what brings you back to reality and it doesn't take you long to figure out why he's looking at you, dumbfounded: some of the wetness you can feel on the bedsheet is trickling down his chin - clearly the result of something very different from your usual orgasm.

You cover your face with your hands, tempted to cry in shame, but you peek through your fingers when he caresses your knee, then your stomach and trails up to your shoulder and neck; he's not mad or disgusted, he's not even vaguely embarrassed. His eyes just shine in pure awe.

"I've never… I mean…" he whispers.

You shrug, still unsure about the whole situation. "Me neither."

He remains silent for a moment then leans forward to whisper in your ear and his breath feels as hot as the summer afternoon sun on bare skin.

"Well… from now on I really hope to see more of it."

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forever-rogue · 10 months

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from these prompts: during with steve? maybe them just having sweet soft sex, featuring steve holding reader's hand during sex because we all know he loves holding hands during sex

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🫶🏻

AN | This is just soft, soft, soft 🥺

Warnings | Language, unprotected sex [piv, oral (f receiving)]

Pairing | Steve x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.3k

Masterlist | Steve, Main

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“Steve,” his name fell from your lips in a breathy, soft giggle that made his heart practically burst with adoration. You felt his lips pull into a teasing smile against the soft skin of your throat. He’d pressed tender kisses all along your jaw and down your neck, making sure to leave behind a pretty lavender haze, “baby…”

“Shh,” he dragged his lips back to yours, stealing your breath and swallowing your gentle moan. You let him kiss you dizzy before he pressed his forehead against yours, “let me love on you, angel.”

“Mhmm,” you were like putty as you say in his lips, his large hands splayed on your soft, supple skin under your sweater. He was leaning against his headboard with you in your favorite spot, looking at you like you were some kind of magic, “you’re too good to me.”

“It’s only what you deserve,” he insisted, brushing his nose against yours, and inhaling softly. You pulled back for a second, taking a moment to gently remove his thin silver wire framed glasses and setting them onto his nightstand. You put a hand on his face, brushing your thumb over the apple of his cheek as you studied him. The pretty boy turned a shade of rosy pink as you looked him over.

“You’re so pretty,” you ghosted the tips of your fingers along his freckles, mapping them out like you had a million times before with your touch and your lips, “and so sweet, funny, and kind.”

The boy playfully rolled his eyes before looking away, shying away from your saccharine gaze. This time it was you that took the initiative and kissed him, softly at firstly, but slowly growing needier and hungrier. A soft sigh escaped your lips as he easily took back over, reaching for the hem of your sweater, only lifting it up once you gave him a nod of approval. He pulled the soft fabric up and took it off your body, tossing it in a heap on the floor.

His soft brown eyes widened at the sight of you in only a lacy baby pink bra, complete with little bows. He must have seen you dozens and dozens of times like this by now, but he still grew wide-eyed and soft at the sight. He trailed kisses along your shoulder and collarbones, deft hand reaching behind you to unhook your bra. You felt the soft fabric slip down your arms and made quick work of taking it off and tossing it aside.

His large hands trailed up and along your sides, gentle and reverent leaving gooseflesh in their wake as he studied you like you were some kind of art.

“You’re wearing too much, love,” you gave him a coquettish smile as you tugged on the soft fabric of his pullover. He grinned softly and whipped his shirt off in a flash before tossing it down to join your things. You bit your lip as you looked at him, all tan and freckles and soft skin and the chest hair that you loved a ridiculous amount. You trailed your fingers along his collarbone before bringing it down his sternum and settling it just above the waistband of his sweats. Leaning in, you playfully nipped at his chin before pressing your lips all over his chest, “so handsome. All mine?”

“All yours, always,” he managed to breath out as you slowly rocked your hips against his. You could feel that his was getting just as hard as you were getting wet. But you loved this, loved the sheer intimacy of being close to him and taking your sweet time to explore each other. It wasn’t just about the sex; it was about that and so much more. He gently squeezed the soft flesh on your hips before helping you to rock against him, listening to the soft, pretty little sounds that dripped from your lips, “all mine, angel?”

“Always,” your response was swallowed up by a whimper as he brought his mouth to your nipple and gently sucked on the nub before using his hand on the other one. His touch was the perfect amount of gentleness as he moaned against you. You arched into his touch as you tried to hold him as close as possible to you. He made sure to lavish both breasts with attention until your breathing was quick and uneven, “‘s good, Stevie.”

“You’re divine,” he whispered as he kissed every inch of your soft skin that he could reach. He dipped his hand to your little pajama shorts toying with the waistband until you grabbed his hand and pushed it under the soft fabric. He dragged his fingers over the soft curls covering your mound before dragging a finger through your folds, “fuck, you’re so wet.”

“‘s what you do to me,” you bit your lip, a pretty sight that he was sure would kill him one day as you tried to lean into his touch for more, “touch me, please.”

“Whatever you want,” he paused for just a moment, gently switching places with you so you were laying on the bed underneath him. You beamed at him as he pulled your shorts down, grinned when you lifted your hips eagerly to assist. His smile almost doubled when he saw that you were also wearing matching pretty pink panties. There was a bow on the front, as if you were a present just for him, “pretty, pretty little thing.”

“Stevie,” you wiggled your hips until he chuckled and took off your panties as well, throwing them into the growing pile.

He set a hand by your head, balancing himself so he could lean down to kiss you, his free hands settling between your legs. You inhaled sharply at the feeling of him finally touching you how you wanted. He kissed you while he gently circled your clit, putting just the right amount of pressure before slowly bringing a finger to entrance. You cupped the back of his neck, holding him close to you while he pushed his finger inside of you.

“Good girl,” he cooed in her ear, knowing how much you loved being praised, “so wet ‘f me.”

“More,” you whispered sweetly and he grinned wolfishly before adding a second finger, easing in slowly so you had a few moments to adjust. You couldn’t help but move your hips to get as much of that sweet pressure as you could, “‘s good, Stevie. You’re so good.”

“Always gonna take care of my girl,” he promised, pumping his fingers in and out with increasing speed as he paid delicate care to your clit, “you’re so perfect. My angel.”

You grinned at him as he kissed you softly, and you felt the warm heat building in your belly and slowly blossoming throughout the rest of your body. Before you let it snap and allowed yourself to reach that sweet high, your grabbed his wrist and made him stop, shaking your head gently.

“What’s wrong?” his eyes grew wide with concern, worried that he might have somehow hurt you, “are you okay?”

“Mhmm,” you trailed your fingers along his back, lightly scratching your nails over his warm skin, “want you inside of me. Wanna cum with you.”

“Yeah?” and he grew so soft. You still managed to make him weak, to feel like he was falling in love again and again. And perhaps he did - he fell a little bit more in love with you every day, “that’s what you want, angel?”

“Please,” you whispered against his lips, ghosting your fingers along the waistband of his sweats, “just wanna feel close to you.”

Steve leaned back for a moment, admiring the way you laid there and looked up at him in reverence. You playfully nudged his side with your foot so he would take the hint and hurry up. He grabbed your ankle before lightly tickling your leg, which caused to you squirm and giggle happily as you tried to pull out of his touch, “you’re playing dirty!”

“You’re so impatient,” he shook his tongue before deciding to show mercy and slowly set your leg down, “patience, sweet thing.”

“I’ve been patient! I waited all day for this,” you watched with eager eyes as he slid off the bed for a moment so he could slide his sweatpants and boxers down, kicking them into the growing pile. You raised an eyebrow when you saw how hard he was but he just shrugged sheepishly, “Stevie.”

“Not my fault - you did this to me,” he came back over and climbed back for you, his thighs on either side of yours, “always make me so hard. Feel like a fuckin’ teenager every time.”

“Not my fault that you’re basically a horny teenager,” he scoffed dramatically before burrowing his face into the crook of your neck, peppering your skin in feather-light kisses.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he cooed in your ear, “ticklish? Want me to stop?”

“Don’t you dare, Steve Harrington,” you offered him a pretty pouty that he quickly chased away with his lips causing you to sigh dreamily. You hooked your leg around his waist and tried to pull him as close to you as possible. He groaned lightly when his cock brushed against your wetness, “please.”

“Whatever you want,” he nudged his nose against yours and kissed it before grabbing his hard cock and stroking himself a few times before dragging the tip through your folds. You closed your eyes at the feeling, “yeah, you like that, huh?”

“Yes,” you breathed out softly, so softly that he almost didn’t hear it. One of his large hands found purchase on your waist, squeezing your soft flesh and he lined himself up and slowly started to push in. He was big so it always took a moment to adjust to size, and he took it nice and slow.

“Always take me so well,” he didn’t stop until he was fully buried inside of you, looking down at you with a soft smile, “your pussy feels like heaven. And it’s all mine.”

“‘m all yours,” you hummed softly, “please move, Stevie.”

He tenderly touched your face, admiring your pretty features as he slowly began to move. Steve loved fucking you any which way, but there was something he particularly adored about missionary. Probably the fact that he loved watching you, loved seeing you slowly come undone. There was something so inherently intimate about being so close and getting to be all over each other.

Steve’s hand found yours and he laced your fingers together, holding onto you gently as he continued to rut into you. He’d already worked you up so well that it wasn’t long before you were a writhing mess under him. He was entirely gentle and tender tonight, wanting to be close as he slowly crept closer to his own high.

“I love you,” his voice was so gentle as he dragged his lips across your collarbone, taking his time to work his way to your lips. You were practically glowing under his little affirmations, “I love you. I love you so much.”

“I love you,” you rested your hand on his cheek as you kissed him, “my sweet, wonderful Steve."

"'m not gonna last long," he breathed and you shook your head, raking your hand through his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp, "angel-"

"It's okay," you promised, "me too. We're together, that's what matters."

He made a small sound of content, breathing in sync with yours, as you felt his cock twitch inside of your velvet walls. You reached down and playfully squeezed his butt, "you're trouble."

"The best trouble," you teased as he laughed softly. You could feel the onset of your release start to wash over you as your toes curled, "I can feel you, honey. It's okay, you can let go."

"I love you," you whispered, closing your eyes as you finally came and reached that high that had you seeing stars, "Steve."

He came with you, a few more lazy thrusts before he spilled inside of you. He worked you both through your orgasms, pressing tender kisses all over your body.

"Hi," you smiled, brushing his hair out of his face and watching him like he was the best thing in the world - which he obviously was.

"Hi," he slowly pulled out of you, causing you to whine slowly at the loss, "lemme clean you up."

"Nuh uh," you held onto his arm and kept him from slinking out of the bed. He raised an eyebrow in surprise as you shook your head, "just stay. Hold me, please?"

"Of course," he lifted the soft duvet so you could curl up under it. You made a soft sound as he cuddled up next to you, pulling you into his strong arms, "I mean it, you know. That I love you."

"I know," you rested your head on his chest, taking his hand and threaded your fingers through his, "you always make me feel so loved. And I love you, Steve. Forever and always."

"Forever and always."

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lunarzstarz · 1 year

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https://www.tumblr.com/lunarzstarz/715073382161514496/send-me-some-asks-it-can-literally-be-anything?source=share

hi! i have thoughts 🫶🏻

so i listened to an... um audio last night and it was about the listener being jealous of the man in the audio throwing parties and making out with girls but she didn't wanna openly say she was jealous so he 🤭 her until she admitted it

so now i'm just imagining musician!reader getting jealous of eddie's groupies and eddie not understanding why she's always so pissy after gigs and eventually he realizes it only happens after he's been around groupies and he f*cks her senseless until she admits that she's jealous and wants to be the only person he f*cks like that 😵‍💫😵‍💫

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

Stop Rockstar!Eddie is my weakness

When he finds out why you’ve been acting like such a bitch towards him, why you only pick on him after shows and criticise his performance. So he’d end up doing things like making out with random groupies in front of you just to see your reaction.

Then he’d confront you about it, cornering you in the bathroom and when you don’t admit that you’re jealous, he’d bend you over the sink and fuck you senseless, forcing you to watch the two of you in the mirror and not letting you cum until you admit to him that you’re jealous and how bad you wanted him-

I’ve been meaning to write rockstar!eddie for a while, definitely turning this into a full fic tomorrow, starting it rn…..🤭

(Full Fic)

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eddieandbird · 1 year

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AAAAHHH, THE STEVE NSFW NOTE HAS ME SCREAMING

i came up with an idea for another one because i love that man more than life itself 🫶🏻

maybe Reader wears a super short skirt to work one day and Steve catches what she's wearing underneath it when she bends down to put some tapes away? 👀

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

feel free to ignore this, i just wanted to share it with you lol!

steve harrington you naughty boy!! of course I got you @hornyhornyhimbos 😘😘

[NSFW Steve note under the cut tw/tags: teasing, underwear ment.]

#steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington headcanons #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington notes #steve harrington pov #steve harrington fan art

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stvharrngton · 1 year

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omg hi!!! first of all, congrats on 1K!! that's huge and you deserve every bit of it 🫶🏻

second of all, can i request something with "have it your way, then. just be prepared for the consequences." from the first prompts list the consequences being steve edging reader with her favorite toy 👀

congrats on your milestone once more!

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤

hi babe! thank you so much and thank you for requesting, here it is i hope you enjoy 🥺💗 @hornyhornyhimbos

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, use of sex toys, edging, dom!steve and sub!reader vibes

prompt: “have it your way, then. just be prepared for the consequences.”

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby @sw34terw34ther @sweetbabygirlsworld

1k celebration

It started out as a game. A simple gamble to see how far you could push him, to see how hard you could push his buttons. A little fun for yourself, was the intention.

You didn’t expect to end up in this situation. Naked, your back pressed against Steve’s mattress, his head buried in your neck as the vibrator sat deep in your cunt, the two little ears brushing against your clit. Your hair stuck to your forehead in a sweaty mess, head rolling back in the sweet pleasure of it all.

Mewling beneath the boy, you were desperate. You’d been chasing your orgasm for the last hour or so, Steve unrelenting and cruel as he tore the toy away from your pussy the second he got wind you were close to the edge. You’d stopped telling him you were about to cum, but he still knew, Steve always knew. And you cursed him every single time for it.

You’d gone to a party together, the sweet taste of the cherry vodka you’d been sipping making you a little needy. A craving for your boyfriend’s affection overcoming your senses.

Steve had been pulled away from you all night, barely able to sneak a kiss to his pretty pink lips. Despite being well out of high school, and the moniker of King Steve dropped long ago, he was still a household name amongst Hawkins natives, with many seeing the opportunity to catch up with the boy.

It had you in a sulk, a pretty little pout on your lips all evening. So you had an idea, a light bulb moment if you will. Grabbing the nearest guy you could find to pull you on the dancefloor, eyelashes fluttering as you swatted at his chest playfully. You giggled wildly, pretending to lap up whatever stupid joke he had told you.

Your plan worked, so to say, Steve’s eyes darted over to you in the corner and more importantly, to the guy’s hand getting closer and closer to your waist. He flew over to you, fingers wrapping around your wrist as he sent a glare the guy’s way.

Steve pulled you into the hallway, his frame towering over yours as you felt your back press against the wall.

“What’re you doing, huh, baby?” Steve asked, loud enough over the music, his finger hooking underneath your chin.

You blinked up at your boyfriend with those doe eyes of yours, lips pursed together as the rumblings of arousal began to turn in your stomach. You shrugged, skin tingling with anticipation, “N-nothing, Stevie.”

“Fine, have it your way, then. Just be prepared for the consequences.” He’d told you, simply.

And that’s how you ended up on the boy’s bed, pussy sopping and clit swollen. Writhing on the bed beneath him, his lips tugging up into a smirk once more as he pressed kisses along your neck.

“Steve, please,” you whined, hips canting upwards, trying to fuck yourself on the toy.

He chuckled against your skin, breath hot and heavy as he turned up the intensity of the vibrator. Your back arched as he spoke, “What’s the matter, sweet girl, huh? You wanna cum, is that it?”

Steve’s tone was teasing, his gruff voice mocking your wound up form. Your pussy fluttered around the shaft of the toy, your arousal leaking all over the sheets. You were a pent up mess, frustration evident in the way you clutched at Steve’s broad shoulders, fingernails leaving crescent shapes in his skin.

“Please,” you cried, “oh, pleasepleaseplease, Stevie, baby, I can’t–” you felt dizzy, your mind overcome with pleasure and the desperate need to cum. You weren’t above begging, but Steve was cruel. A little mean.

“Aw,” he cooed, “you can’t what? Can’t take it anymore?” His hand working to fuck the toy in and out of your hole faster, harder. The vibrations going straight to your core, shivers running down your spine.

“Fuck!” you yelped, the sensation of it all a sweet pain mixed with pleasure as your clit throbbed against the ear’s of the vibrator, “Need to cum, Steve, please, so bad.”

Steve hummed against your chest, lips sucking on your pert nipple, releasing with a pop, “I don’t think I should let you cum yet, though,” he said, a thoughtful look on his face, “think you need to be taught a lesson, no?”

Your eyes bulged out of their sockets, voice stuttering and stammering as you whined out, “No, Stevie, I’ll be good, I promise,” your lips skirted across Steve’s jawline, your kisses a desperate attempt to appease him, “I’m your good girl.”

Steve huffed through his nose, eyes rolling back at your words. Your voice was small and gentle, he was all but ready to give in to you.

“Do good girls dance and flirt with other guys, hm? I don’t think so, honey.” Steve slowed his hand now, the strokes of the vibrator long and slow against your walls.

You groaned. You were close. So fucking close. Cursing Steve under your breath, you gnawed on your bottom lip as you pleaded with the boy with your eyes. It crossed your mind, you would admit, to snatch the damned thing out of his hand and fuck yourself with the toy hard and fast until you were gushing all over it. But you knew better.

“Oh, fuck,” you whimpered, “‘m sorry, I just wanted your attention. Please.”

Steve chuckled at you then, a sweet little laugh rumbling in his chest as he smiled at you so softly. The domineering act almost falters at your words. Almost.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you? My needy little girl, you just wanted some loving, huh?” He cooed, setting the intensity of the vibrator to the highest notch, fucking the toy in and out of your puffy pussy quicker now.

“Yeah, yes, shit–” your back arched now, the coil in your stomach twisting and turning, “jus’ wanted you, Steve. Please–”

It was a silent plea, refusing to ask the question anymore. Steve cut you off with his lips, a hot and messy meld of your lips as you felt the burn below grow. You were right on the cusp of your orgasm, praying that Steve would finally give in to you.

He would, like he always did eventually. The need to see you orgasm overtaking the urge to tease and edge you, the boy craving your moans and whimpers like nothing else.

“Come on then, baby, go ‘head and cum. I think you’ve earned it.” He spoke against your lips, the toy working in and out of your pussy at a delicious pace, the wet squelch of your cunt and your breathy moans the only sound in the room.

You couldn’t speak, couldn’t thank him, your thoughts gone as your orgasm finally hit you. And it hit you hard. Your back arched, pressing your bare chest into Steve, all while his hand continued to fuck the toy into you. You cried out below him, your walls clenching and squeezing.

“Oh, I know, baby, I know,” he cooed, his free hand stroking your thigh soothingly, “that’s it, good fucking girl. Look so pretty when you cum.”

You lay there spent as Steve coaxed you through your orgasm, your limbs shaking as you saw stars, your head airy and fuzzy. Your eyes fluttered open to see Steve staring at you with that usual dopey love-sick grin he sported.

“You know,” he started, “you could have just said if you wanted me to take you home and fuck you, babe.”

Which only earned him an affectionate smack on the shoulder.

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hornyhornyhimbos · 1 year

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Submissive and pampered Steve doesn't leave my head (and I'm at work haha).

I imagine it's Steve's birthday and as part of his gift, I give him the best blowjob ever.

With toys, tongue, hand, over-stimulating him and not stopping until he cums three times.

All this, prohibiting him from holding back moans, touching me to give me pleasure or moving to control stimulation.

Then, in the aftercare, massaging his hair, whispering beautiful things in his ear, whispering his happy birthday, telling him how beautiful he is, how much I love him and sleeping naked with him on my chest.

Well. I go back to my work (don't worry, I fulfill my tasks as a responsible citizen haha).

i... i am speechless. flabbergasted, really.

i have a hard time not imagining steve as a switch so i just imagine it's a couple days after after he was being like suuuuper dominant, maybe overstimming you with the same toys, and he can't help but squirm at the gleam in your eyes because now the shoe is on the other foot 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

and like this man is always vocal. like in or out of the bedroom, he doesn't know how to shut up. so when he's being overstimmed like that, he wants so badly to praise you and thank you for treating him so well but he's such a mess 🥺 like stuttering and whimpering and trying his best to get whole words out but he's only managing "oh's" and "please's" 🥹

and the aftercare!!! him nearly getting hard again when you run your hands through his hair, his eyes bugging out of his head as you slowly strip off your clothes, convincing him you're gonna give him more but you really just wanted skin to skin contact ☹️

i love him lots if you couldn't tell ☺️

my ask box ♡

#sis ATE with this one #y'all send more spicy steve thots pls #steve harrington #steve harrington thoughts #steve harrington smut #.ask box #hornyhornyhimbos

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honeysuckleharringtons · 1 year

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SFW Alphabet ~ Steve Harrington Edition

warnings and tags: mentions of smut but not in details so 16+ just in case, food consumption, a creepy man flirts with R but Steve shuts him down, minor mention of the upside down, lmk if i missed anything!!

NSFW version can be found over on my spicy blog - @hornyhornyhimbos

tumblr crashed the first time i wrote this so this is not anywhere near as good as it was the first time :')

A = Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

He's very affectionate in private. He feels really insecure about PDA sometimes because people have made fun of him for it in the past, but he's never gonna not hold your hand or hug you or kiss you if that's what you want. You just have to ask outright sometimes.

His favorite form of PDA is... CASUAL DOMINANCE. He might not like to kiss you on the lips in front of everyone, but he's always looking for a reason to tie your shoe for you, give you his coat, hell he'll order for you if you let him. He might like the typical PDA but he loves some casual dominance 🫶🏻

B = Best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

He's definitely the smartass friend. He loves using sarcasm as a love language when he's around friends.

C = Cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

He LOVES cuddling at home. your body in between his legs, your head resting on his tummy, his hands massaging your scalp. He loves cuddling on the couch and watching tv together. It's his favorite part of the day 🫶🏻

D = Domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Well, we already know how he feels about settling down and having kids so i'll just give my opinion on the second half of this question.

He's... well, he sucks at cooking. He grew up with nannies and au pairs and during the holidays he had caterers for all his parents parties so he never really learned how to cook. Not to say he wouldn't love to learn someday, he just needs a bit of help.

As for cleaning, this one he's GREAT at. Because of all the parties his parents threw growing up, he always had to make sure not a thing was out of place in his room or in the bathroom so he's great at cleaning.

E = Ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be the sweetest about it. He'd come to your house so you didn't have to drive home with all those emotions on your mind. He'd probably even consult your best friend first so they could come over with snacks and movies to help you feel better. No matter the reason for the relationship ending, he'd always be the kind to let the other person know that it was never either one of their faults, time just has its way with things.

F = Fiancé (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

I think after Steve's sort of growing up phase, he became very aware of how much commitment means to people. I think once he reached college age, he'd be more likely to be in a long-term relationship.

I think he'd have a specific timeline for when he'd want to get married. Two years of dating, a year to eighteen months of engagement, and then marriage.

G = Gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He's very gentle with other people. He has a hard time understanding that men can be gentle with themselves, they don't always have to man up, but he always makes it a point to be gentle with other people.

H = Hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs. He's never gonna be the one to go out and seek hugs because again, he's a ✨️man✨️ but if you come to him for a hug, he's gonna bask in it the entire time it's happening.

I = I Love You (how fast do they say the L-word?)

Idk why, but I just feel like he'd wait until your first time to say it. In his mind, it would just make it so much more special.

J = Jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

He's only jealous if there's a reason. If some guy walks up and starts talking to you, he's not gonna be jealous. But if he were to eye you up and down or start flirting with you, that's when the jealousy would get switched on.

I actually thought up a scenario for jealous!Steve so here's that. Hope you enjoy! ❤️

Say you're at the mall together one day, looking for dresses for a party. His parents are throwing a nice dinner party and Steve couldn't help but get you a new dress.

You're looking through the rack when your eyes land on a beautiful black dress. Suddenly, a guy walks by. "That dress would look stunning on your figure, gorgeous."

Suddenly, you want to throw up at the sight of the black dress. No matter how hard you could ever try, you'd always think of this disgusting, creepy man every time you saw in your closet.

Steve to the rescue!!! He steps around the rack with a gorgeous red dress. It would look absolutely amazing on you and it was darn near the exact color of Steve's favorite tie. "I agree, the black would look stunning on you, babe. But this red... You'd drive all those other girls at the party to sheer insanity as they try to figure out how you were blessed with such beauty," he'd say before leaving a long kiss to your lips.

Needless to say, that was the end of disgusting, creepy man.

K = Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses definitely depend on the vibes. Sometimes, he'll give you casual pecks, sometimes he'll give you needier, longer kisses. Really just depends on the vibes and what each of you needs.

He loves to kiss you on the forehead and cheeks. He loves to watch your face heat up and your cheeks turn pink with delight.

He loves being kissed on the lips. Cheesy I know, but he just loves when you take control and you're the one driving the kiss.

L = Little Ones (how are they around children?)

I imagine him growing up in a huge family. He was the oldest of the cousins, but he always hung out with the younger cousins at family functions because all the cousins his own age had already been brainwashed into thinking they were entitled just because they were Harringtons. So he'd always hang out with the younger kids, who absolutely ADORED him.

M = Morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

He's always the first one to wake up. He'll lie there beside you silently, until the last possible minute, when he wakes you up by covering your face in kisses. Finally, when you're awake, he lands a kiss on your lips with a, "Good morning, my love."

He might not be a good cook, but he always makes it a point to make you breakfast. While you shower up, he makes one of the only foods he's mastered: scrambled eggs. He'll pop some bread into the toaster on the setting you like best. He'll make you tea or coffee or juice or whatever your preferred breakfast drink is.

Once you're both finished with breakfast, he'll drive you to work, even if your job is all the way across town. He'll put on some soft music on the radio and hold your hand in his, the other on the steering wheel. You're his passenger princess, and you both know it.

N = Night (how are nights spent with them?)

Your nights together are very much a juxtaposition of your mornings. You'll cook dinner while he showers up after work, slightly louder music playing on the radio to keep you awake.

After dinner, you'll cuddle up on the couch with a bowl of ice cream, watching the latest episode of the show you've both been obsessed with.

Once your show goes off, he'll grab your hand in his and lead you to the bathroom, both of you standing in your respective places in the bathroom, just brushing your teeth in the comfortable silence of each other.

Finally, you make it to bed, his side being the closest to the door in case anyone ever breaks in so he can protect you 🫶🏻 you both just snuggle up together, your legs intertwined, your arm slung over his belly. He's always the first one asleep too, so you'll be lying beside him, just listening to the soft puffs escaping his lips, until you fall asleep beside him, your arm never leaving his torso.

O = Open (when do they reveal things about themself? do they say everything at once or reveal things slowly?)

He's definitely built walls over the years. Every time he enters a new relationship, he becomes that much more guarded, his biggest fear being that he'll confess all his secrets and then his s/o will hate him and leave him.

You definitely have to pick him apart, piece by piece and brick by brick. But once you get it out of him, he'll never hold back another thing from you ever again.

P = Patience (how easily angered are they?)

He knows how much being yelled at can hurt a person so he never yells at you. He's also a rsspecter of boundaries so he knows to let you have your space when the two of you argue.

Q = Quizzes (how much would they remember about you— every little detail heard in passing, or forget everything?)

After all the upside down stuff, he suffers from chronic brain fog so he can never remember anything on his own. However, he always keeps a notepad in his lunchbag or on his desk or wherever it's in his line of sight so he can remember to write down the details he knows he'll need later.

R = Remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Probably your first time. Not in a pervy way, of course, he just remembers how special it was. Two bodies intertwined for the first time, a level of intimacy never before shared, a sense of love and passion he could've never imagined you'd have for him.

S = Security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

He's very protective. He always keeps his bat by the bed for emergencies. He'll always stand in front of you if he thinks something's going to happen to you. He's always going to make sure you're OK before he is.

T = Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He's a people pleaser, I feel like so he always goes above and beyond for date night.

However, I do feel like you'd each take turns planning out date night. One Saturday he'd plan, one Saturday you'd plan, and one Saturday you'd share the responsibilities and plan together. He made up the plan and you went along easily.

U = Ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He's a nail biter, I can't be convinced otherwise.

V = Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

He's concerned with his looks but only because he wants to look nice for you and for other people. Again, he's very much a people pleaser.

W = Whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

Always. If you ever had to spend even a night apart, he'd feel incomplete. If there was a day you decided to drive yourself to work, his whole system would be thrown off. He's a creature of habit, and one second without you in the picture would make him go stir crazy.

X = Xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

He loves shopping of any kind. His favorite date is grocery shopping and going home to make dinner together. He loves taking you to the mall and spoiling you with everything you touch. He just loves shopping.

But he's also very good at budgeting. I think one of the only things Steve liked learning in school was percentages and numbers so he always makes sure he has enough money to spoil you before he ever even brings up the idea of shopping.

Y = Yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

In general, he's a mayonnaise hater. He's a mustard-only kinda guy.

In a partner, probably someone who is sloppy. As previously mentioned, he grew up in a house that was always kept spick and span so he wouldn't know how to function with a partner who didn't at least make some sort of effort to help him keep the place clean.

Z = Zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He never sleeps with socks on unless it's his favorite pair of socks.

But you guys already knew that 😉

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reidsaurora · 9 months

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You are invited to:

reidsaurora's twentieth birthday bash! ☆

The Orders:

🧁 Leo Baby Birthday Cake - send me a character + a prompt from this list and i'll write you a blurb!

🧁 Confetti Cupcakes - send me a character + concept/trope/au and i'll write you a blurb!

🧁 Birthday Batch Cookies - send me a character + concept/trope/au and i'll write you some headcanons!

🧁 Birthday Breakfast - send me a character + concept/trope/au and i'll make you a moodboard!

🧁 Ice Cream Sundae - send me a 💞 and i'll write you a handwritten note! (mutuals only)

🧁 Rainbow Sherbet - send me a 🎶 and a genre and i'll make you a playlist! (mutuals only)

🧁 Sparkling Strawberry Lemonade - send me a thing and i'll cast my mutuals as it!

🧁 Party Punch - send me ask games! fmk, would you rather, etc!

🧁 Cake Batter Martini - send me a character + kink and i'll write a you nsfw blurb!

The Rules:

🧁 This event will run through leo season! - as a leo my baby myself, i love taking the opportunity to celebrate my fellow leos because i don't think we get the love we deserve! that being said, this event will run through leo season, meaning it will start July 23rd and end August 22nd! (give or take, depending on how many requests i get and how long it takes me to write them)

🧁 Send asks to designated blogs! - please check my pinned post for request rules! this account is exclusive to criminal minds and daisy jones & the six requests, but this doesn't mean i'm not taking requests for this event over on my stranger things blog, @honeysuckleharringtons!

🧁 NSFW asks are designated to my NSFW blog! - while there is an option in this event for nsfw blurbs, that does not mean to send them to this blog!!! any and all nsfw asks should be sent to my nsfw blog, @hornyhornyhimbos!

🧁 Please be respectful to the blogger and to others! - use your noggin when requesting things. if it sounds offensive, it probably is, so just keep it to yourself. treat people with kindness!!!

🧁 Please be understanding when putting in requests! - writing blurbs and headcanons and such can be time-consuming so please be gracious when leaving requests! i will try to answer everyone's asks in as timely of a manner as possible!

🧁 tagging some mutuals to spread the word if they'd like! -> @dungeons-are-too-cold @reidsbookclub @reidselle @broken-stardust @nomajdetective @writer-in-theory @lcvingprentjss @serenity-lattes @writingquillsandpainpills @sadgirlml @rupsmorge @lukeclvez @foxy-eva @bejeweledmunson @gay-prentiss @orchidmunson @letarasstuff @milla984 @coldbrewreid @stevesmunsons

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eiightysixbaby · 9 months

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ok nvm i lied, i had another idea 😂 feel free to just pick one of these if you don't wanna write both lol!

could you do a fic about how each of the boys are with their midsize/plus size gf in bed? i just know eddie likes to be squashed lmao but i wanna know your take!!

ok now i'm done lol. hope you have a lovely day!!! 🫶🏻

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

hi angel I hope you have a lovely day! thanks for sending me some requests 🤍

eddie does like to be squashed. specifically, he wants you sitting on his face. full weight on him, suffocating him, does not care. he always insists that if he dies while eating your pussy then he died in the best way. eddie loves squeezing you, loves grabbing handfuls of your skin and being rough with you (but he’s so tender with you too, don’t get it twisted). he loves having his hands full (literally) and he just wants to grab all of you. wants his hands everywhere at once, he can never decide where to grab first - your ass, your tits, your love handles - he can’t decide. he loves when you ride him, thighs splayed out on either side of him, his hands digging into the flesh as he instructs you to bounce on him.

steve. loves. worshipping you. he loves your tummy, loves every roll of soft flesh that’s exposed to him and he’s going to take his sweet time admiring your whole body. he’s touching you everywhere, kissing you everywhere, burying his face between those thighs. he doesn’t care if you crush his skull, quite honestly he’d probably be pleased if you did. he loves picking you up and throwing your weight around, loves his fingers digging into doughy flesh as he holds you in place and fucks you. he could genuinely praise your body all day if you let him, and he loves massaging you after sex, letting you fully relax.

jonathan is fucking scrawny, okay, we know this. and there is just something about a scrawny man that makes me feel like he loves a bigger girl. he wants you to completely crush him, sit on his face, sit on his cock, anything. he loves when he gets to fuck you from behind, slapping your ass and watching the recoil. watching as your tits bounce with every one of his thrusts, his hands gripping at your tummy, squeezing lightly but hard enough that it’s possessive and needy. he, much like steve, also loves to massage you, getting his hands on every inch of you, taking care of you and just constantly murmuring praises at you.

#leah’s got mail 💌#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson smut #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington smut #jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers x fem!reader #jonathan byers smut

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milla984 · 5 months

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With the New Year approaching I decided to clear out my Criminal Minds taglists, since a few users don't seem to be interested in my content that much anymore (judging by the lack of interaction).

If you wish to remain on my taglists or would like to edit the content you're being tagged for, please fill out the new form because I made some changes. You have until Fri, Dec 15, 8.00 pm CET but you can always re-join later on.

@cynbx, @justlivinginadaydream, @nagemasstuff, @vintageswiftiesblog, @padawancat97, @logolepzy, @alexander-arcturus-black-lupin, @samsgoddess, @callm3c0nfus3d, @icarusgold, @will-grahams-eyes, @rousethemouse, @criminalskies

Note: I know some of you sent their request not so long ago and others do in fact interact with my posts, but I wanted you to know I revamped the form (for transparency).

Hotch NSFW fics/blurbs: @michasia24, @fandomawesomeness, @hornyhornyhimbos

💕 To some of my lovely moots and users I added: please fill out the form if you wish to choose specific content, 'cause ATM you might be tagged in posts you're not interested in. If you don't want to be tagged anymore feel free to ignore this message and I'll remove you, no hard feelings!

@matthew-gray-gubler-lover (I'm an idiot and I accidentally deleted your original request but I've got your preferences scribbled down, so it's just for confirmation), @reidselle, @thisiscalmanditsdoctorreid, @pretty-boys-book-club, @spookydrreid, @f-me-reid, @foxy-eva, @scorpiofangirl1109, @a-potato-wearing-plaid

#taglists #moots if you don't find your name here... we're good

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blakeswritingimagines · 2 months

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Fiction Recommendations

House of the dragon/Game of thrones

A kindness by aemondsbabe

Worth the wait by princessbellecerise

A Fruit So Sweet by raz-writes-the-thing

Starry Eyes Sparking Up My Darkest Night by spacecowboys

Mine by targaryen-dynasty

Yandere GOT by yns-world

Of Lit Fire And Slik Sheets by multific

In the beginning by avtrbee

Bound by birth by lady-ashfade

Bewitched by achaoticeternal

NHL

Dirty Wishes by drysdalesv

Sloppy Kisses by sunkissed-zegras

All good boys go to heaven- but bad boys bring heaven to you by misshoneyimhome

How they show you affection by pocketsizedg

Stressed spelled backward is desserts by quintinh43

Caught by bridiewriteslit

Candy by ilythena

Just one more by sunkissed-zegras

Confessions of a drunk girl by eleutherafairy

Lovestruck went straight to my head by harlowhockeystick

The day I met u I started dreaming by eleutherafairy

Random text hcs by gisellaswrld

Saltburn

Kiss my lips, coat me in sugar by springtyme

Movie Night by pervertedreams

I'm sorry (In not so many words) by celandeline

Lewis Hamilton being a simp for you by itaipava

Touchy boyfriend Lando Norris by theemporium

A real romcom by tayytayy12

Racing hearts by wishlistcharles

The smile by dreamauri

Sensitive by daddyricsdoll

Redbull gives you wings by arkhammaid

Vanilla by daddyricsdoll

landoscar x femreader by vivwritesfics

Smile! you're on camera by pucksandpower

Stranger Things

Laundry day by thornsnvultures

The Whore of Babylon by boldlyvoid

Steve Harrington x shy reader by lovebugism

Irritating by galaxy-siren

What's wrong with being confident? by munsonluhvr

Rainy nights by aestheticaltcow

When she says baby by hornyhornyhimbos

Private Viewing by lokis-army

Are you together? by galaxy-siren

Hazbin Hotel

Vox x secretary reader by angelltheninth

Weak Spots by angelltheninth

Alastor x reader headcanons by a-hazbin-reader

Adam and Reader by multi-fandom-imagine

Acts of trust by skxllz

Alastor and Lucifer sharing you by cyberm4n

Holding your whole world by cherubfae

Wrapping your wings around them by mourning-stars

Marvel

Bucky Smut by buckyalpine

Domesticated Miguel O'Hara by scoobysnakz

Flowers in bloom by liyawritesss

The Devils Game by spider-stark

I've Got Them by alotofpockets

Open Window by fabled-fiction

The flirting skills of spiderverse characters by angelltheninth

Wedded Bliss by gutsby

Fargo

Please listen to me by stveharringtn

Hurts so good mimixmunson

Next thing you know by dckweed

#house of the dragon #game of thrones #nhl #saltburn #f1 #stranger things #hazbin hotel #marvel #fargo #fic rec #fanfiction recommendation #fanfiction rec list #definitely recommend

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