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I met Hopper today!

#David Harbour #Hopper #Jim Hopper #Stranger Things

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This scene.

From episode 1 of season 1 I was hooked on Heartstopper. It became my new comfort show. As a queer woman almost in her mid-30s who really only started understanding her pansexuality in the last few years, this show has been so healing but this scene. It felt almost intrusive to watch, I felt like I was encroaching such a private moment between two people so in love.

Kit and Joe are breathtaking. It is unreal the emotions these two can convay and the chemistry they share. This is a once in a generation kind of love story and it is portrayed so incredibly.

I hope they and Alice know how much healing they have helped to happen.

#Heartstopper #Kit Conner #Joe Locke #Alice Oseman

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Thoughts on Red White & Royal Blue

This will contain spoilers so don’t continue if you don’t wanna know.

First off, some people are saying that this was one of the best book to film adaptation, and I would just like to point out that that is completely untrue.

We all know that it’s Holes and no, I will not be taking any questions or comments on that matter at this time.

Also I can not express how excited I am for a queer romantic comedy. I am so excited to see queer love represented in a way that isn’t always seen. I do not want to take from that. But…

I was so let down.

They completely cut out the heart of the story. The casting and acting were great for what we got. Zahra was definitely not Zahra, so her and Sheen’s engagement really came out of left field because I don’t even remember them meeting. I hate that they cut out June and attempted to combine her with Nora, and then didn’t even give us Nora or Bre. We needed the White House trio. The three of them are such a force. I hate that we didn’t get Leo. I hated whatever that Miguel character was supposed to be a combination of.

Nick and Taylor did a great job with what they had. I do think that they were really great as Alex and Henry but the love wasn’t showing like it should’ve been. The distance between them and how they communicate through the emails is so important. We missed out on so much beauty from those emails.

“The phrase ‘see attached bibliography’ is the single sexiest thing you have ever written to me.”

I really think it was the writing. It was so lacking, it didn’t make sense at time. Some scenes that were changed were changed in ways that just didn’t make sense, they could have been done how they were written in the book . The Lakehouse? Why wasn’t that dock scene done at night?. The end, when Ellen is reelected, you don’t even know that they’re in Texas. It’s like Alexx and Henry went all Stranger Things and made their way from DC to Austin on random bikes they found.

I’m just really sad that we didn’t get the pizza seen in the game room, we didn’t get Leo wearing a shirt that says “you can’t spell constitution without tits”. We didn’t get crazy analysis Nora, we didn’t get the karaoke scene. We got a Honkytonk? Why can’t that is still been a drag club? The kimonos? 

But lastly. With how much they change the emails, and the fact that we didn’t get “history, huh?“ That’s what I think I have to be the most mad about. That is literally the quotes of the book. 

There were some positives, but I can’t say that they outweigh the negatives. Where are the spicy scenes lovely? Yes. was the first time they had sex a little awkward? Yes. I wish that we got more of their cuddling, I always loved that Alex ended up being the little spoon. 

I think it should have been a mini series. At least 3 to 5 episodes. The book just covers so much and has so much detail in certain areas that really needed to be played out that we didn’t get it. Richards wasn’t a big enough character. Amy wasn’t a big enough character but the person that played her was fantastic in the little bit that we did get.

Everyone who loved it,  i’m so happy for you guys and I wish I could be feeling what you’re feeling. I love this book so damn much and when I first read it years ago my first thought after I put it down was “God I need to write the script”

#red white and royal blue #alex claremont diaz #prince henry of wales #RW&RB #rw&rb spoilers #Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor

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I've been in a writing mood lately so while I work on a story, here's a little repost from a while back.

Getting Caught - Eddie Munson

Warnings: 18+, smut, just pure smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, light hair pulling, slight choking kink, mention of ass play, begging, think that’s it.

summary: It’s Tuesday night after playing at The Hideout and Eddie just can’t wait any longer.

Eddie x Original Female Reader

Word count: 3.2k

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

Eddie’s thrusting halted.

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

“Munson?” Chief Hopper's voice called from outside the very recognizable van. 

His girlfriend was stone still on top of him, her fingernails digging into his chest as she stared down at him with wide eyes. 

“I fucking knew it Eddie” she whispered harshly.

-45 minutes earlier- 

“Babe, you have got to be kidding me” Melody took in her surroundings “the arcade parking lot?” 

“What?” Eddie shrugged, killing the engine to his van and undoing his seatbelt “we’re in the corner” he pointed out the emptiness around them “they haven’t fixed the street lap since Dustin shot it out with the wrist rocket so it’s super dark. We’re fine.”

Melody watched him with a very skeptical eyebrow raised as he gave her a wink. He dramatically pulled his jacket off and moved to the back of his van. 

The plus-side to Eddie driving a GMC Gaucho was there were hardly any windows on it, and the few windows it did have had pull curtains Eddie installed for this very purpose, he even had a rod that went across that top of the van, behind the driver and passenger seat that had a curtain. 

He had also pulled out the center seats long ago, an old futon mattress with pillows and blankets had replaced them. The back bench seat was still in place. 

Melody had redone the interior of Eddie’s van over the years to make it more comfortable. 

With a sigh, she moved to join him “I swear to god, if we get caught again” she grumbled to herself. Shrugging her jacket in the front seat as well, she pulled the curtain closed behind her. 

Eddie had pulled the other curtains shut too. He flicked on the string of lights that had been hung from the roof and turned on the radio in the corner, ‘Rebel Yell’ by Billy Idol played though. When Eddie first noticed the changes happening to his van, he laughed, but he had very much grown to appreciate them. It made the nights Wayne was home much less awkward or nights like tonight when Eddie was on a high from another Tuesday night at The Hideout and needed to release it into his girlfriend. 

Knelt on the messy futon, Melody reached for the bottom of her shirt as Eddie made his way back over to her. She moved to pull it over her head when Eddie grabbed her hands, stopping her movement. 

He leaned forward quickly and kissed her, tugging her bottom lip with him when he pulled back.

“I want to undress you” he smiled devilishly, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. The whole action sent a fire between her legs. 

“Did I tell you how sexy you look tonight?” He asked sweetly, his eyes scanning her body like a predator stalking his prey. “Just beautiful” He stared so intensely that Melody could feel it dragging on her skin, his eyes burning into her. 

She had worn a pair of black leather Docs, her signature high-waisted fishnet stocking that peaked out of the top of her black and grey plaid schoolgirl skirt, two metal studded belts, and a stolen shirt of Eddie’s that she cut and tied to fit tight and hold up her boobs. Her curly shoulder-length blonde hair teased wild around her head, red coating her lips as black circled her eyes. She looked like she should be dragging herself across a muscle car in a music video. 

“This mine?” He asked as his fingers toyed with the hem of the cut shirt, her stomach shivering as his knuckles lightly grazed her skin. She wanted him to touch her, to wreck her body completely. Eddie could see the goosebumps raising over her skin as she nodded. 

“Did it take long?” Melody shook her head at the second question. Swallowing before she spoke, already wet with anticipation. 

“No, maybe an hour or so” Eddie nodded at her answer. He took another second to admire her work. His mouth watered at how tightly it held her clearly bra-free breasts. Soon he would destroy it.

He tugged lightly on the shirt, closing the distance between them again. This time pulling her to him, his free hand reaching for the back of her head, taking hold of Melody’s hair tightly, and pulling her into a heated kiss. He let the fabric drop from his other hand and slowly snaked it around her body, gripping her ass, pulling her flush to him.

“God I want to eat you alive” he growled as he dragged his lips from hers to her neck, kissing his way down before he bit down on the meat where the neck and the collar meet. Melody let out a deep groan at the pain, she could feel her panties soaking as he began to suck the skin. She reached up, grasping the back of Eddie’s head in her hand, holding him to her. Her head dropped back, granting him more access to the area. 

His hands were on the move again. Calloused, guitar-player fingers caughting the fabric of her shirt on their journey, rising it up over her waist and stomach. They came to rest on her breasts, kneading them in his large hands. 

Eddie could live forever on the sounds Melody was making, her gasps and moans were enough for him to survive on. 

Pulling away from her neck, he checked his work. Happy with the deep red circle that now marked Melody's skin, his mouth moved down to the collarbone, down her sternum, and into the valley between her breasts. He licked back up her sternum as his hands gripped the fabric around her boobs and pulled. Melody gasped at the ripping sound as the fabric fell away from her skin. She pulled away as it fell down her body and rested in a pool around her bent knees.

She looked at Eddie.

“Opps” he shrugged. 

This time she closed the gap between them. Grabbing the side of his shirt tightly in her fists she pulled him close, their mouths reconnecting as Melody’s tongue dove right in. She licked every inch of Eddie’s mouth she could reach. Eddie’s hand made it back to her ass and tapping her thigh, she moved her arms around his shoulders and held tightly and she moved her legs around his waist. He crawled on his knees to the back bench, setting her down and kissing her lips lightly once before he moved down her body.

Melody watch him, she sucked her pointer and ring finger into her mouth, waiting for if they were needed. 

He took each nipple in his mouth, playing with them for a few seconds before moving on to her stomach. He dragged his tongue down to her belly bottom, his hands working at her belts. They hit the side of the van with a bang as he throws them aside. Melody’s back arched as Eddie dipped his tongue into her belly button, she moaned as an intense tingle spreads warmly down to her already dripping cunt. 

“Eddie baby” she purred.

He rolls up her skirt, tucking the fabric into the waist. He loves fucking her in skirts so he didn’t plan on removing that item of clothes. 

Eddie smiled again at the sight before him. His beautiful girlfriend sprawled out on the bench of his old van. Completely naked from the waist up, one hand playing with her nipple as the other having moved, now gripping the inside of her thigh. His mouth dropped when she pulled her leg up, so her boot-clad foot sat on the bench. Stretching her pussy open, he watched as her soaked grey thong pulled into her with her movement, rubbing against her wet lips.

“Fuck me” the man was spellbound.

Reaching into his back pocket Eddie pulled out his knife, her breath leaving her as he flicked it open. She knew no pain was coming from this act but watching him always ignited something in her. Eddie reached forward, wrapping a single finger around the crotch of her panties and pulling it away from her body, whatever breath may have been left in her was completely gone as his finger dipped into her lips in the movement. He brought the knife forward and with little resistance, she watched as the blade sliced through the fabric. 

“You going to ruin my whole outfit tonight?” She asked him as he closed up the knife and tossed it to the side. He had already ripped a hole in the fishnets when he finger fucked her against a speaker earlier while the guys warmed up.  

“Oh sweetheart, I fucking plan to” He fell forward. Melody let out a giggling squeal, Eddie caught himself at the last second, his face just inches from her cunt. He breathed in deep, the smell of her was intoxicating. Salty from a night of jumping around and sweating and a sweetness that was just Melody. 

He kissed just above her mound, her hips pressing up to him as he licked the soft skin. He moved just below her hip and kissed the heart stick-n-poke tattoo he had done a year ago.

“Fuck baby” Melody moaned. “Please” she whispered.

He sat back, admiring again. He brought up his right ring finger, and slowly he dragged the pad of his finger through her soft folds, gathering slick on his finger and bringing it to his mouth. He sucked it clean before repeating the motion 3 more times. 

“Please?” he questioned back, moving to the raised leg. He kissed the inner thigh before moving the leg to his shoulder. He repeated the action on the other leg, biting at the skin. “Please what my love?” he placed a gentle kiss on her pussy.

“Devour me” she begged as her head fell back onto the bench. 

“Fuck” Eddie whispered to himself and he dove forward, her hips opening up for him as she locked her ankles around his head, Melody let out a long groaning moan as Eddie’s tongue licked from her hole to her clit. On his second pass, he dipped deep into her hole. She gasped and bucked her hips, Eddie brought his arm up across her waist and held her down, restraining her to the bench. 

Her fingers clenched into his locks “Fuck Eddie, baby right there” guiding his movement to where she needed it most. Currently, her clit was begging for attention and Eddie was happy to oblige. He reached behind his head and unlocked her legs, bringing them back up to the couch so she was spread eagle in front of him, he grabbed her waist and pulled her to the ends of the couch, and fell back into her cunt. 

With her breathing so deep her stomach concaved in on her with each breath, her body losing control as an electric rubber band pulled tight in her abdomen and Eddie was trying to climb inside her to find it and snap it. He brought his hand up, his middle and ring finger sliding in her, his thump moving to her clit and the three worked together.

“I’m close. Eddie, I’m so close” Melody cried “baby, don’t stop” She rocked her hips with his movement, riding his fingers. His thumb quickened its circles. He watches her in awe. 

“I want your mouth” She begged, it did not need repeating, Eddie replaced his thumb with his mouth and gave a good suck to her clit and it was over. 

Her back arched off the bench, her legs were back around Eddie's shoulder, and she squeezed tightly. She could feel her release mixed with spit dripping down her ass crack and onto the bench. She rode out her orgasm, rocking onto Eddie’s face as his tongue kept lapping up her juices. 

“Oh my god” She breathed out. “Shit” she unlatched her legs, shaking they fell to the floor. “I love you so much” she caressed his face, taking a hold of his chin she pulled him up. Kissing him deeply, sucking the taste of her off his tongue. She pushed him back and started working on his belt. 

“I need you to fuck me now” she popped open the 4 buttons on his jeans, and pulling them apart she sees his pelvis. Covered in dark hair the top of his shaft peaking out. He had no boxers on. She leaned forward and kissed the area. He pulled his shirt up and over his head while Melody pushed his jeans down, his cock springing free, knocking her chin. 

She quickly takes his head in her mouth but Eddie is just as quick to pull it out.

“I’m so close babe. I want to cum in you, not on you” Melody pouted and Eddie kissed the pout away.

He moved back, laying on the mattress. He beckoned Melody to him. 

“Come ride me, baby”

With a sultry smile, Melody moved to her knees from sitting on the bench. She dropped to her hands, Eddie's bare legs in front of her. She kissed the inside of his ankle, and his calf, licking up his thigh. She sucked his balls into her mouth and Eddie's hand flies to her hair as he sits up.

“God baby” She moves up his shaft and slowly takes him fully into her mouth, wetting him for her. Eddie pulls her off him again. “You are going to be the death of me” he says. She moves to kiss him, both her knees resting on either side of him, his cock resting between them. 

Melody smiled but it fell quickly when Eddie lifted her and slid her straight down onto his rock-hard cock. With a screaming moan ripping through her, she wrapped her arms around Eddie as she began to ride him. Her body was still sensitive from her last orgasm, and everything heightened. Even Eddie's skin against hers, her nipples rubbing against the hair on his chest was enough to send her over the edge. 

She pushed him away, and Eddie fell to his back. Melody’s hand was quick to his chest. Her left hand reached for one of the straps Eddie had installed and he learned just how much Melody loved to ride him. Wrapping the strap around her wrist and her right hand around Eddie’s throat she began to ride him. 

Eddie could honestly die right here and he would die a happy man. Not only did he have the hottest girl in Hawkins but she was a fucking freak. Sure they had their night where they made slow beautiful love, nights where they held each other for hours, and then there were nights like tonight where they fuck each other’s brains out in an empty parking lot. 

“Fuck me baby” Eddie growled. He could feel the van rocking as Melody put everything into her thrusts “God you feel like heaven”

“Eddie” Melody wined. Her hand moved from Eddie’s neck to his chest. “God Eddie I love you” with his cock hitting inside her perfectly, Melody was close to her second orgasm. 

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

Eddie’s thrusting halted.

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

“Munson?” Chief Hopper's voice called from outside the very recognizable van. 

Melody was stone still on top of him, her fingernails digging into his chest as she stared down at him with wide eyes. 

“I fucking knew it Eddie” she whispered harshly.

“Look kids I’m not stupid. I know what is going on.” He pauses, clearly not knowing what to say. This was not the first tight he had caught them having sex in Eddie’s van. He will say it was the most vocal. 

Melody quickly scrambled to cover herself up. Her shirt was no good. 

“You just had to rip my shirt off” she whispered sarcastically at Eddie. 

“I didn’t hear you complaining then” Eddie whispered back as he tossed his shirt to her, she pulled it on and he pulled on his jeans. Melody made sure her skirt covered her as Eddie rolled open the side door. 

There stood a blushing Chief Hopper, flashlight in hand. 

Eddie squinted away as the light hit his eyes. 

“Come on you two, this is the 4th time in two months” Hopper sighed at them “I get that you have raging hormones but you can’t just-” his voice caught in his thought, coughing over the words “you can’t just have sex in the arcade parking lot.” he looked away from the two embarrassed. 

“Yeah, that’s what I told him” Melody looked at Eddie pointedly.

“Again, I didn’t hear you complaining 10 minutes ago” he pointed back, Melody crossed her arms and looked away.

“And the parking lot may be empty but the house on the other side of the fence is not” Chief rubbed his hand down his face “Look, just go home, it’s late and it's a school night”

They both nodded, and neither said a word. 

“And next time-” Chief paused and then shook his head “Nope, never mind. Just go home” 

They watched Hopper walk back to his cruiser, grumbling to himself. He got in and quickly left the parking lot. 

Melody looked over at Eddie, he was already watching her. Both thinking the same thing. 

“That was fucking hot” Eddie slides the van door shut as Melody moves back to the bench, with her hands on the seat she waves her ass back and forth, teasing Eddie. He pops back open his jeans, pulling them down enough to pull out his still-hard cock. He moves behind her, with hands-on both ass cheeks, he pulls them apart. He licks from her soaked cunt to her ass, his tongue playing at the tight bundle of mussels, Melody pushing back into him as he does. 

“God Eddie just fuck me already” She begs. He pulls back, wiping his mouth. 

He lines himself up with her and slowly pushes back in, Eddie’s hand quickly moves to Melody’s mouth as he hears a loud moan startup. He pulls her back to him, her back flush with his chest. “You have got to stay quiet baby” She moaned against his hand as he whispered in her ear, and he continued to thrust into her. “I know it baby, I know you’re cock drunk and you can’t control it but I need you to” 

His hand not wrapped around her mouth moved down her body to her clit, and his middle and ring finger began to work their magic. She wasn’t going to last long.

Leaning her back over, Melody grabbed a pillow. She moaned loudly into it and she shoved her face back into the bench.

With just a few more thrusts, Eddie groaned out as he released into Melody, her walls clenching around him, milking him. The heat of his release sent her over the edge. Her loud moan could be heard through the pillow, but hopefully not far outside the van. 

Eddie pulled out, replaced his cock with his mouth, and tried to lick her clean but she pushed him away. 

“No more” She cried “I can’t stay quiet if you try and eat my ass. Ass eating is for soundproof places only” She said matter of factly as she dropped down onto the mattress, completely spent. 

“Noted” Eddie dropped down next to her.

“I bet Hop is going to circle soon and see if we are still here” Melody predicted 

“Yeah but he’s far too embarrassed to come to the van again”

**TAP-TAP**

The sentence hadn’t even fully left his mouth. 

“Fucking hell”

#eddie munson #eddie x oc reader #eddie x reader #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson smut #eddie munson oneshot

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I love when my mom just gets me.

#Pedro Pascal #Gladiator 2 #Eddie Munson #Joseph Quinn #Joel Miller #hollywood husbands #just horny for no reason

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That’s why men like you and me are here. We have a job to do.

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Yeah this is fun and exciting and all but y’all do realize WE’RE GONNA HAVE TO WATCH HIM DIE AGAIN!!

Im sorry for the outburst. I’m just worried for our well-being.

#joseph quinn

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#Joseph Quinn #Dickensian #Arthur Havisham

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A question for science

Anyone know if there is a way to watch the play Wish List Joseph was in back in 2017? Or does anyone know how his character enters the play? Like that’s his first scene

Again…this is for science

Thank you

#Joseph Quinn #Eddie Munson #Joe Quinn

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Getting Caught - Eddie Munson

Warnings: 18+, smut, just pure smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, light hair pulling, slight choking kink, mention of ass play, begging, think that’s it.

summary: It’s Tuesday night after playing at The Hideout and Eddie just can’t wait any longer.

Eddie x Original Female Reader

Word count: 3.2k

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

Eddie’s thrusting halted.

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

“Munson?” Chief Hopper's voice called from outside the very recognizable van. 

His girlfriend was stone still on top of him, her fingernails digging into his chest as she stared down at him with wide eyes. 

“I fucking knew it Eddie” she whispered harshly.

-45 minutes earlier- 

“Babe, you have got to be kidding me” Melody took in her surroundings “the arcade parking lot?” 

“What?” Eddie shrugged, killing the engine to his van and undoing his seatbelt “we’re in the corner” he pointed out the emptiness around them “they haven’t fixed the street lap since Dustin shot it out with the wrist rocket so it’s super dark. We’re fine.”

Melody watched him with a very skeptical eyebrow raised as he gave her a wink. He dramatically pulled his jacket off and moved to the back of his van. 

The plus-side to Eddie driving a GMC Gaucho was there were hardly any windows on it, and the few windows it did have had pull curtains Eddie installed for this very purpose, he even had a rod that went across that top of the van, behind the driver and passenger seat that had a curtain. 

He had also pulled out the center seats long ago, an old futon mattress with pillows and blankets had replaced them. The back bench seat was still in place. 

Melody had redone the interior of Eddie’s van over the years to make it more comfortable. 

With a sigh, she moved to join him “I swear to god, if we get caught again” she grumbled to herself. Shrugging her jacket in the front seat as well, she pulled the curtain closed behind her. 

Eddie had pulled the other curtains shut too. He flicked on the string of lights that had been hung from the roof and turned on the radio in the corner, ‘Rebel Yell’ by Billy Idol played though. When Eddie first noticed the changes happening to his van, he laughed, but he had very much grown to appreciate them. It made the nights Wayne was home much less awkward or nights like tonight when Eddie was on a high from another Tuesday night at The Hideout and needed to release it into his girlfriend. 

Knelt on the messy futon, Melody reached for the bottom of her shirt as Eddie made his way back over to her. She moved to pull it over her head when Eddie grabbed her hands, stopping her movement. 

He leaned forward quickly and kissed her, tugging her bottom lip with him when he pulled back.

“I want to undress you” he smiled devilishly, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. The whole action sent a fire between her legs. 

“Did I tell you how sexy you look tonight?” He asked sweetly, his eyes scanning her body like a predator stalking his prey. “Just beautiful” He stared so intensely that Melody could feel it dragging on her skin, his eyes burning into her. 

She had worn a pair of black leather Docs, her signature high-waisted fishnet stocking that peaked out of the top of her black and grey plaid schoolgirl skirt, two metal studded belts, and a stolen shirt of Eddie’s that she cut and tied to fit tight and hold up her boobs. Her curly shoulder-length blonde hair teased wild around her head, red coating her lips as black circled her eyes. She looked like she should be dragging herself across a muscle car in a music video. 

“This mine?” He asked as his fingers toyed with the hem of the cut shirt, her stomach shivering as his knuckles lightly grazed her skin. She wanted him to touch her, to wreck her body completely. Eddie could see the goosebumps raising over her skin as she nodded. 

“Did it take long?” Melody shook her head at the second question. Swallowing before she spoke, already wet with anticipation. 

“No, maybe an hour or so” Eddie nodded at her answer. He took another second to admire her work. His mouth watered at how tightly it held her clearly bra-free breasts. Soon he would destroy it.

He tugged lightly on the shirt, closing the distance between them again. This time pulling her to him, his free hand reaching for the back of her head, taking hold of Melody’s hair tightly, and pulling her into a heated kiss. He let the fabric drop from his other hand and slowly snaked it around her body, gripping her ass, pulling her flush to him.

“God I want to eat you alive” he growled as he dragged his lips from hers to her neck, kissing his way down before he bit down on the meat where the neck and the collar meet. Melody let out a deep groan at the pain, she could feel her panties soaking as he began to suck the skin. She reached up, grasping the back of Eddie’s head in her hand, holding him to her. Her head dropped back, granting him more access to the area. 

His hands were on the move again. Calloused, guitar-player fingers caughting the fabric of her shirt on their journey, rising it up over her waist and stomach. They came to rest on her breasts, kneading them in his large hands. 

Eddie could live forever on the sounds Melody was making, her gasps and moans were enough for him to survive on. 

Pulling away from her neck, he checked his work. Happy with the deep red circle that now marked Melody's skin, his mouth moved down to the collarbone, down her sternum, and into the valley between her breasts. He licked back up her sternum as his hands gripped the fabric around her boobs and pulled. Melody gasped at the ripping sound as the fabric fell away from her skin. She pulled away as it fell down her body and rested in a pool around her bent knees.

She looked at Eddie.

“Opps” he shrugged. 

This time she closed the gap between them. Grabbing the side of his shirt tightly in her fists she pulled him close, their mouths reconnecting as Melody’s tongue dove right in. She licked every inch of Eddie’s mouth she could reach. Eddie’s hand made it back to her ass and tapping her thigh, she moved her arms around his shoulders and held tightly and she moved her legs around his waist. He crawled on his knees to the back bench, setting her down and kissing her lips lightly once before he moved down her body.

Melody watch him, she sucked her pointer and ring finger into her mouth, waiting for if they were needed. 

He took each nipple in his mouth, playing with them for a few seconds before moving on to her stomach. He dragged his tongue down to her belly bottom, his hands working at her belts. They hit the side of the van with a bang as he throws them aside. Melody��s back arched as Eddie dipped his tongue into her belly button, she moaned as an intense tingle spreads warmly down to her already dripping cunt. 

“Eddie baby” she purred.

He rolls up her skirt, tucking the fabric into the waist. He loves fucking her in skirts so he didn’t plan on removing that item of clothes. 

Eddie smiled again at the sight before him. His beautiful girlfriend sprawled out on the bench of his old van. Completely naked from the waist up, one hand playing with her nipple as the other having moved, now gripping the inside of her thigh. His mouth dropped when she pulled her leg up, so her boot-clad foot sat on the bench. Stretching her pussy open, he watched as her soaked grey thong pulled into her with her movement, rubbing against her wet lips.

“Fuck me” the man was spellbound.

Reaching into his back pocket Eddie pulled out his knife, her breath leaving her as he flicked it open. She knew no pain was coming from this act but watching him always ignited something in her. Eddie reached forward, wrapping a single finger around the crotch of her panties and pulling it away from her body, whatever breath may have been left in her was completely gone as his finger dipped into her lips in the movement. He brought the knife forward and with little resistance, she watched as the blade sliced through the fabric. 

“You going to ruin my whole outfit tonight?” She asked him as he closed up the knife and tossed it to the side. He had already ripped a hole in the fishnets when he finger fucked her against a speaker earlier while the guys warmed up.  

“Oh sweetheart, I fucking plan to” He fell forward. Melody let out a giggling squeal, Eddie caught himself at the last second, his face just inches from her cunt. He breathed in deep, the smell of her was intoxicating. Salty from a night of jumping around and sweating and a sweetness that was just Melody. 

He kissed just above her mound, her hips pressing up to him as he licked the soft skin. He moved just below her hip and kissed the heart stick-n-poke tattoo he had done a year ago.

“Fuck baby” Melody moaned. “Please” she whispered.

He sat back, admiring again. He brought up his right ring finger, and slowly he dragged the pad of his finger through her soft folds, gathering slick on his finger and bringing it to his mouth. He sucked it clean before repeating the motion 3 more times. 

“Please?” he questioned back, moving to the raised leg. He kissed the inner thigh before moving the leg to his shoulder. He repeated the action on the other leg, biting at the skin. “Please what my love?” he placed a gentle kiss on her pussy.

“Devour me” she begged as her head fell back onto the bench. 

“Fuck” Eddie whispered to himself and he dove forward, her hips opening up for him as she locked her ankles around his head, Melody let out a long groaning moan as Eddie’s tongue licked from her hole to her clit. On his second pass, he dipped deep into her hole. She gasped and bucked her hips, Eddie brought his arm up across her waist and held her down, restraining her to the bench. 

Her fingers clenched into his locks “Fuck Eddie, baby right there” guiding his movement to where she needed it most. Currently, her clit was begging for attention and Eddie was happy to oblige. He reached behind his head and unlocked her legs, bringing them back up to the couch so she was spread eagle in front of him, he grabbed her waist and pulled her to the ends of the couch, and fell back into her cunt. 

With her breathing so deep her stomach concaved in on her with each breath, her body losing control as an electric rubber band pulled tight in her abdomen and Eddie was trying to climb inside her to find it and snap it. He brought his hand up, his middle and ring finger sliding in her, his thump moving to her clit and the three worked together.

“I’m close. Eddie, I’m so close” Melody cried “baby, don’t stop” She rocked her hips with his movement, riding his fingers. His thumb quickened its circles. He watches her in awe. 

“I want your mouth” She begged, it did not need repeating, Eddie replaced his thumb with his mouth and gave a good suck to her clit and it was over. 

Her back arched off the bench, her legs were back around Eddie's shoulder, and she squeezed tightly. She could feel her release mixed with spit dripping down her ass crack and onto the bench. She rode out her orgasm, rocking onto Eddie’s face as his tongue kept lapping up her juices. 

“Oh my god” She breathed out. “Shit” she unlatched her legs, shaking they fell to the floor. “I love you so much” she caressed his face, taking a hold of his chin she pulled him up. Kissing him deeply, sucking the taste of her off his tongue. She pushed him back and started working on his belt. 

“I need you to fuck me now” she popped open the 4 buttons on his jeans, and pulling them apart she sees his pelvis. Covered in dark hair the top of his shaft peaking out. He had no boxers on. She leaned forward and kissed the area. He pulled his shirt up and over his head while Melody pushed his jeans down, his cock springing free, knocking her chin. 

She quickly takes his head in her mouth but Eddie is just as quick to pull it out.

“I’m so close babe. I want to cum in you, not on you” Melody pouted and Eddie kissed the pout away.

He moved back, laying on the mattress. He beckoned Melody to him. 

“Come ride me, baby”

With a sultry smile, Melody moved to her knees from sitting on the bench. She dropped to her hands, Eddie's bare legs in front of her. She kissed the inside of his ankle, and his calf, licking up his thigh. She sucked his balls into her mouth and Eddie's hand flies to her hair as he sits up.

“God baby” She moves up his shaft and slowly takes him fully into her mouth, wetting him for her. Eddie pulls her off him again. “You are going to be the death of me” he says. She moves to kiss him, both her knees resting on either side of him, his cock resting between them. 

Melody smiled but it fell quickly when Eddie lifted her and slid her straight down onto his rock-hard cock. With a screaming moan ripping through her, she wrapped her arms around Eddie as she began to ride him. Her body was still sensitive from her last orgasm, and everything heightened. Even Eddie's skin against hers, her nipples rubbing against the hair on his chest was enough to send her over the edge. 

She pushed him away, and Eddie fell to his back. Melody’s hand was quick to his chest. Her left hand reached for one of the straps Eddie had installed and he learned just how much Melody loved to ride him. Wrapping the strap around her wrist and her right hand around Eddie’s throat she began to ride him. 

Eddie could honestly die right here and he would die a happy man. Not only did he have the hottest girl in Hawkins but she was a fucking freak. Sure they had their night where they made slow beautiful love, nights where they held each other for hours, and then there were nights like tonight where they fuck each other’s brains out in an empty parking lot. 

“Fuck me baby” Eddie growled. He could feel the van rocking as Melody put everything into her thrusts “God you feel like heaven”

“Eddie” Melody wined. Her hand moved from Eddie’s neck to his chest. “God Eddie I love you” with his cock hitting inside her perfectly, Melody was close to her second orgasm. 

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

Eddie’s thrusting halted.

**TAP-TAP-TAP**

“Munson?” Chief Hopper's voice called from outside the very recognizable van. 

Melody was stone still on top of him, her fingernails digging into his chest as she stared down at him with wide eyes. 

“I fucking knew it Eddie” she whispered harshly.

“Look kids I’m not stupid. I know what is going on.” He pauses, clearly not knowing what to say. This was not the first tight he had caught them having sex in Eddie’s van. He will say it was the most vocal. 

Melody quickly scrambled to cover herself up. Her shirt was no good. 

“You just had to rip my shirt off” she whispered sarcastically at Eddie. 

“I didn’t hear you complaining then” Eddie whispered back as he tossed his shirt to her, she pulled it on and he pulled on his jeans. Melody made sure her skirt covered her as Eddie rolled open the side door. 

There stood a blushing Chief Hopper, flashlight in hand. 

Eddie squinted away as the light hit his eyes. 

“Come on you two, this is the 4th time in two months” Hopper sighed at them “I get that you have raging hormones but you can’t just-” his voice caught in his thought, coughing over the words “you can’t just have sex in the arcade parking lot.” he looked away from the two embarrassed. 

“Yeah, that’s what I told him” Melody looked at Eddie pointedly.

“Again, I didn’t hear you complaining 10 minutes ago” he pointed back, Melody crossed her arms and looked away.

“And the parking lot may be empty but the house on the other side of the fence is not” Chief rubbed his hand down his face “Look, just go home, it’s late and it's a school night”

They both nodded, and neither said a word. 

“And next time-” Chief paused and then shook his head “Nope, never mind. Just go home” 

They watched Hopper walk back to his cruiser, grumbling to himself. He got in and quickly left the parking lot. 

Melody looked over at Eddie, he was already watching her. Both thinking the same thing. 

“That was fucking hot” Eddie slides the van door shut as Melody moves back to the bench, with her hands on the seat she waves her ass back and forth, teasing Eddie. He pops back open his jeans, pulling them down enough to pull out his still-hard cock. He moves behind her, with hands-on both ass cheeks, he pulls them apart. He licks from her soaked cunt to her ass, his tongue playing at the tight bundle of mussels, Melody pushing back into him as he does. 

“God Eddie just fuck me already” She begs. He pulls back, wiping his mouth. 

He lines himself up with her and slowly pushes back in, Eddie’s hand quickly moves to Melody’s mouth as he hears a loud moan startup. He pulls her back to him, her back flush with his chest. “You have got to stay quiet baby” She moaned against his hand as he whispered in her ear, and he continued to thrust into her. “I know it baby, I know you’re cock drunk and you can’t control it but I need you to” 

His hand not wrapped around her mouth moved down her body to her clit, and his middle and ring finger began to work their magic. She wasn’t going to last long.

Leaning her back over, Melody grabbed a pillow. She moaned loudly into it and she shoved her face back into the bench.

With just a few more thrusts, Eddie groaned out as he released into Melody, her walls clenching around him, milking him. The heat of his release sent her over the edge. Her loud moan could be heard through the pillow, but hopefully not far outside the van. 

Eddie pulled out, replaced his cock with his mouth, and tried to lick her clean but she pushed him away. 

“No more” She cried “I can’t stay quiet if you try and eat my ass. Ass eating is for soundproof places only” She said matter of factly as she dropped down onto the mattress, completely spent. 

“Noted” Eddie dropped down next to her.

“I bet Hop is going to circle soon and see if we are still here” Melody predicted 

“Yeah but he’s far too embarrassed to come to the van again”

**TAP-TAP**

The sentence hadn’t even fully left his mouth. 

“Fucking hell”

#Eddie Munson #Stranger Things fanfiction #Eddie x Reader #Eddie x OC reader #Eddie Munson smut #Eddie smut #Eddie Munson imagine #Eddie Munson oneshot

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You know what else we also got jipped on by losing Eddie?

Hopper and Eddie!

Imagine Hopper gets home from Russia, all settled back in and Eddie comes by the cabin with Dusty to pick up Mike for Hell Fire and Hopper is outside cutting wood or something and recognizes Eddies van having pulled it over a few times or found him hot boxing in an abandoned parking lot so at first he’s untrusting of letting the kids hang out with Eddie but then his  smile and charm wears him down over time.

#Stranger Things #Eddie Munson #Jim Hopper #Hopper #David Harbour #Joseph Quinn

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I need help finding a story. I started it yesterday but my app closed out before I got to save it and now I can’t find it. It was an Eddie x Reader story, I believe it was part 1 of 2. Jason Carver’s adopted sister, you have a crush on Eddie, you just transferred to Hawking from a boarding school.

I only was in the beginning of the story but the reader had been at lunch, she leave making her way out to the picnic table. Eddie is there, they exchange conversation but Eddie is not the nicest and she leaves crying.

That is all I remember, if anyone know what story this is and what’s to send it my way. Greatly appreciate.

#Eddie Munson #Eddie x Reader #eddie x fem!reader

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I am a 32 year old grown woman...why does Heartstopper have such a chokehold on my closeted teen heart!!?!

This show is pure perfection and I wish so much that when I was 16 I had a show like this.

The character, the acting, the music choice to the scene, the little looks, the understanding, the gentle touches, the camera shots.

It is so needed. So beautiful.

#heartstopper #Nick Nelson #Charlie Spring #Kit Connor #Joe Locke #lgbtqia+ representation #queer love #queer tv #young love

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Throw a couple at me, let’s write a story.

Taron stories as always.

Meaningful Gestures Prompts

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Smoothing your fingers down your lover's tie, fixing where your lover couldn't tie it right.

Brushing your lover's waist/shoulder as they pass.

Instinctively pressing your hands against your lover's cheek as they passionately rave, only for them to stop talking and gape, completely distracted by the lack of distance.

Hooking your ankles together underneath the table.

Linking your hands together as you walk through school/a building/the streets--finger rubbing over your lover's knuckles softly.

Putting your hand on your lover's chest as they doze peacefully into the couch arm, focusing on the subtle beat of their heart on your hand.

Unflinchingly settling your head into your lover's lap while they watch television/are reading a book/doing their favorite hobby. Then asking your lover to explain what's going on/what they're doing.

On a whim, pulling your lover into an alley and pressing your lips firmly against theirs, getting lost in each other's touch while the streets bustle outside.

Holding your jacket over your lover's head as they hide from the rain, finding their formal outfit more important than your casual wear.

Whispering jokes/loving words in a lecture/school/church/a meeting. Trying not to laugh/flirt back in fear of disturbing everyone else who's trying to pay attention.

Putting your hand on your lover's thigh and feeling their eyes on you as they try to figure out your motives. Whether the touch is teasing or just for fun.

Mapping out your lover's features while they sleep in your arm, smoothing your thumbs down their cheeks, throat, collarbones, chin and nose.

Hooking a thumb into your lover's belt loop/pocket as a crowd surrounds you, making sure that you don't lose them in the people.

Pressing tiny kisses against your lover's shoulder while they're bent over a desk, trying to focus even though your touch is distracting them.

Wrapping your arms around your lover's waist and pressing your forehead against their back/resting on their shoulder, swaying to music only the two of you can hear.

At your lover's complaining, rubbing a spot where they ache, smiling as they lean into your touch and melt at both the touch and warmth.

Standing still as your lover rubs smudged lipstick/lipstick stains off of your skin, catching them off guard by pressing a kiss against their fingertip.

Pushing your lover against a wall after one too many teasing comments, but being met with unsaid tension instead of the quiet. Both of you unable to continue with the jokes.

After coming home from work/a long trip, finding your lover sobbing on the couch/in bed after a hard day, wiping away their tears with soft touches and gentle words--trying to convince them it's okay, and that you're there for them now.

Softly resting a hand on your lover's shoulder as they face something more difficult than ever, not bothering to exchange words as the touch does it all the same. You've got this in the bag.

Having your lover list everything they're insecure about, and responding with gentle caresses, kisses, and compliments about those areas.

While someone demeans your lover, standing up for them. Either in word, or by physically placing yourself right in front of them as a protective barrier.

Carding your fingers through your lover's hair after a bad nightmare, not caring that it's sweaty or matted, but just that they'll be able to get a good night's sleep, even if it's at the sacrifice of your own.

Protecting your lover's sleep as they doze on your lap, making sure nobody bothers them as they entrusted their peace to you.

Reading up on the things your lover enjoys so that when they talk about them, you'll understand a little better and be able to hold a conversation.

Tracing invisible shapes on your lover's skin as they're busy doing something stressful, keeping their attention half on what they're doing, and half on you.

Very softly placing butterfly kisses on your lover's skin up the length of their arm, either stopping at their neck, or drifting back down to their pulse point.

Reassurance in the form of food//movies/games, forcing them to take a second away and relax with you.

Not accepting that it's time to start the day, and pinning them onto the mattress with either your whole body, a leg, or more risque touches.

Visiting them at work, either with lunch, or just to spend the afternoon with them as they try to get things done. Whether they actually get things done, or thing devolve into flirting/romantic gestures is up to you.

DIALOGUE

"Hold on, let me fix this for you."

"God, you look so good."

"I'm... uh, dammit, your lips are so distracting. Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Your hands are always so warm."

"Be real with me, love. Do you really care about what I'm doing, or do you just want me to talk you to sleep?"

"If we get caught kissing in a small, dark, kind of shady alleyway, it's on you."

"Couldn't you wait to kiss me at home?"

"Please, I don't want the rain getting both of us sick. I volunteer to be tribute--take my jacket."

"Stop, stop! We're going to get in trouble, and I refuse to be yelled at because of you!"

"I am trusting you with that hand, darling. I hope my trust isn't misplaced."

"I promise I'll stay close."

"You know, I am trying to focus... but I can't deny that it doesn't feel good. Keep going, please."

"Take a small break, for me?"

"Never thought I'd have someone to sway with me in the kitchen... I'm glad I was wrong."

"You have lipstick on your cheek, here let me-- oh."

"I-- you-- where we we?"

"Kiss me, please."

"It's going to be okay, I promise."

"Let yourself cry, I'm here now. You're safe."

"You may think differently, but I love this about you."

"Every part, no matter how you feel, is amazing to me. I could spend all day explaining everything I love about you."

"You want to get to them, you go through me."

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe."

"They're just a jerk, why don't we just go somewhere else?"

"I won't let them put their hands on you."

"I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling."

"C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me."

"Hey, leave them alone. They just fell asleep."

"Don't you dare wake them up."

"Wow, you really did your research, huh? That's amazing..."

"Next time, we can talk more about--"

"You know, you make these kinds of things not so painful, so thank you."

"Hmm... I don't whether to appreciate or complain that you're distracting me."

"I love how your pulse races for me..."

"Do I make your heart jump?"

"Come on, watch this movie with me. I promise it won't be as bad as the previous one."

"I bought this really cool game. Come and play it with me?"

"Hey, I got some food. Why don't we go eat in the kitchen for once?"

"Hrmg, I'm not moving. Don't make me."

"It's far too early for this..."

"Please, we need to get up."

"Touch me again, and I'm pushing you off the bed."

"I'm staying here, and I'm not moving. I do not care about your empty threats! Get your leg off of me! Hey-- wait-- what are you doing?"

"I bought two sandwiches... by total accident, of course. Thought I might come give one of them to you, and maybe while I'm here spend some time with you, hm?"

"This... isn't doing work. But I don't think I mind."

"Thank you for joining me, love."

#otp prompts #otp things #romantic prompts #prompt list #writing prompts #story prompt #dialogue prompts #dialogue prompt #writing ideas #writing prompt #prompts #writing inspiration #prompt meme #rp meme #writeblr #writer things #taron egerton #taron x reader

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Hello lovely, I was wondering if you could please write an imagine for me where Taron' 4 year old daughter has ballet but the catch for this lesson is a daddy and me class. Super cute, super fluffy and maybe the wife (or girlfriend. You can choose) comes along to watch and she gushes over how cute they are and then posts a video to her Instagram or something like that?

I hope this lives up to what you wanted and I hope it is fluffy enough!! Thanks for giving me the challenge!

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32 years ago Taron stood in this very spot, pacing like he was now as he waited for the doors to open allowing him to walk down the aisle, past his friends and family and to stand before them all and pledge his love to the most wonderful woman he could ever ask for. Now he stood pacing as he waited for his eldest child, his daughter to join him so he could escort her down the aisle just like his wife's father had for her.

So much had happened in those 32 years. He and his wife had grown closer and stronger, that bond grew tenfold when he watched her bring their first child into the world 26 years ago and it grew even more with the two that followed her. All the years of hard work that made him not only a Tony winner but a 2 time Oscar winner. His wife had gone on to be a 5 time Oscar winning screenwriter and one of the most sought after directors in Hollywood. Between their thriving careers they somehow found a way to raise 3 of the greatest kids they could ever imagine having, two daughters and a son. The youngest, their son just graduated college for international relations, he was moving to DC and was going to be one of the best politicians the country could ask for. Their middle daughter, the fireball had followed in her fathers foot footsteps, already with a dozen or so movies under her belt at 24, her first Oscar nomination coming just two years prior and finally the eldest, his author, the first one to make him a father, the one that changed his world forever.

He was so lost in the memories of his amazing life he hadn’t heard his daughter walk up behind him.

“Ready Papa?” Taron turned around, his eyes filling with tears again at the sight of his beautiful daughter in her white dress, the necklace he had given her mother on their one year anniversary hanging around her neck. She looked so much like his wife that all the memories of their wedding day came flooding back.

“Hi baby” he smiled, pulling her into a gentle but strong hug that only a father could give. They thought that doing a first look with the photographer earlier would help with his emotions when he walked her down the aisle but that clearly didn’t help as he pulled out his handkerchief to wipe his tears.

“You know you can always change your mind and come back home with mom and me, your room will always be there” He whispered through the tears, his daughter laughed into his chest. Taron absolutely adored his daughter's fiancé, he was the most perfect partner he could ever ask for his first born, his wife told him constantly how much he reminded her of Taron, but this was his baby girl.

“I know dad but-” She paused and looked up at Taron “I really like him” she smiled, now it was his turn to laugh “Well I guess I should get you down the aisle then” he kissed her forehead before reluctantly letting go. They stood side by side as the doors opened and he walked his daughter to start a new chapter of her life.

The ceremony went by in a flash of tears and laughter and love, before he knew it there were toasts and speeches being made and he was sitting next to his beaming wife, her hand tight in his as they watched their now married daughter spin around the dance floor with her new husband. Soon he would make his way to the dance floor to share a father/daughter dance and he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the first daddy/daughter dance they had

-22 years earlier-

Taron sat in his office reading over a script his agent just sent him. He was so lost in the script that he didn’t hear the soft knock on his door or tiny feet that made their way into the room but he did look up when his daughter spoke.

“Papa?” she asked nervously. He finished reading the line he was on and then gave his full attention to her.

“Hi my darling? How was dance class?” he asked as he pulled her into his lap before giving her cheek a kiss, she was still in her tutu and leotard from class.

“Fun!” She exclaimed with her missing teeth smile “My teacher told me to give this to you” she added as she handed him a folded bright orange paper. He opened it up and saw it was an invite to the Daddy/Daughter recital. They would have a group dance with the fathers and then a few of the kids had been chosen for solos and his daughter was one of them.

“A daddy/daughter dance?!” he asked excitedly “You’re gonna let papa bust all his embarrassing moves?” Taron stood up quickly, his daughter clutched to him as he started dancing around his office with her. She let out a high pitched laugh when he dipped her and then blew a raspberry on her cheek when he brought her back up.

“What is going on here?” Taron turned around at the sound of his wife, she stood leaning on the door frame, watching them with their 1 year old in her arms.

“Papa and I are gonna dance mama!” their daughter yelled.

“Dance!?” She exclaimed back “You know your papa has two left feet?” Their daughter looked at them confused and then looked down at her dad's feet. He and his wife laughed.

A month went by and the night was finally here. Taron had moved things around in his schedule to make sure he was there for every dance rehearsal, he didn’t want to miss a second of this. The group dance went as expected, the auditorium was still holding their sides from laughing so much. Right now Taron was seated in a chair in the back, his daughter in his lap as one of the parent volunteers finished doing her makeup.

For their dance his daughter had chosen the song ‘You’ll be in my Heart’ from Tarzan, it was her mama’s favorite Disney movie, even though she cried every time but her papa always sang the song to her mom when they watched the movie together and it made her mom smile. His daughter was in a yellow dress like Jane wears and he was dressed in a smart suit like Tarzan wore toward the end of the movie. They were doing a waltz, well as much of a waltz as a 4 year old could do.

They made their way on stage, the audience clapping. Right away Taron caught his wife’s eye, she was beaming from ear to ear, her phone in hand as she recorded. He and his daughter stood facing each other, Taron bent over to be able to put his hand on her waist. As the music started they went to step but she misstepped and stepped on Taron’s foot, and that started her breakdown. As much as he and his wife tried to instill in their daughter that nothing is perfect and mistakes happen, she was definitely a perfectionist and the one misstep led to another and not even a minute into their dance she stopped and started crying. As the audience aw’d at the situation, Taron knelt down to his daughter level.

“Honey it’s okay we can start again” he told her, wiping the tears off her cheek, she shook her head.

“I can’t remember them” she pouted, large tears streaming down her cheeks “I’m sorry papa”

“Oh baby girl, you don’t have anything to be sorry about. Papa forgets things all the time, it happens. How about you stand on my feet and we’ll just dance like we do at home” he told her, she nodded and whipped her face with her sleeve.

Taron looked to the side of the stage and gave a circle motion with his hand, letting them know to start the song over. As they did, he looked out into the audience, his wife wiped the tears from her eyes as she watched her husband be the amazing father he is.

His daughter stepped up onto his feet, her arms tight around him, he held her close. The music started and he moved in time with the steps they were meant to do, as they danced around the stage, the two becoming lost in the music. Taron let his eyes fall closed as they moved.

When he opened his eyes back up they again found his wife, still beaming with tears in her eyes at her husband but now she had aged 30 years, his daughter arms were still tight around him, her white heels had been kicked off halfway through the dance as she stepped up onto her dads feet and he finished their father/daughter dance gliding her around the dance floor like he had all those years ago. The video of the recital that his wife captured played on a screen behind them in time with the song coming through the DJ speaker.

As the song came to an end he kissed the top of her head like he had done so many times, she gave an extra tight hug before she stepped down. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room as everyone watched the beautiful exchange.

The night came to a close, most of the guests were gone, leaving only close family and friends. Taron had his wife wrapped in his arms as they slowly danced to the final songs of the night, their son over his wife's shoulder dancing with his boyfriend, their middle daughter swayed with her best friends sleeping daughter on her chest and his eldest sat watching the room with her new husband, her legs up over his as he held her close.

In this moment life couldn’t get any better, as long as he had his family, he would never want for anything.

#taron egerton #Daddy!Taron #taron x reader #taron egerton fanfiction

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I need to write something that isn’t the story I have been working on. Writers block is a bitch so send me a number for a Taron short. 

Give me inspiration please!!

A bunch of different dialogue prompts #32

"I need a reason to stay." "I can't give you any. Not any good ones, anyway." "A bad one will do."

"Want to know why everyone hates you? It's because you are so obviously the envy of everyone in this room and yet totally unaware of it. It's infuriating."

"Remember that summer by the cabin when we stole your grandad's boat and got stuck in the middle of the lake?" "I remember you being the reason we got stuck because you dropped one of the oars in the water."

"Come, dance with me."

"I don't regret a single second I've spent with you."

"You make me miserable, you know that?" "Then how come you're smiling?"

"Don't open your eyes yet!"

"You can't tell me what to do." "Listen, normally I'd let you do what you want, but when that thing involves holding a knife to my face, I feel like I should get to have some say."

"Now, I'm not saying if I saw them in a burning building I would leave them in there, but-"

"Why does every outing with you have to turn into some sort of ethical dilemma?" "More fun that way."

#taron egerton #taron x reader #fanfiction #writers block

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Taron Fic - Working Title (Chapter Seven)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

So I somehow found the juice to finish this filler chapter that has been sitting for 8 months. I have more to come. I do not plan on abandoning ship but the creativity tank has been on empty so please bear with me.

Enjoy.

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Richard sat nursing his second pint while Taron waved the server over to order his 4th. It had been a few hours since they left the lot and it was clear that whatever Taron needed to talk about was anything but light. Neither had said much since they had arrived at the pub. Richard sat patiently, waiting for Taron to open up but it had been at least a half-hour since either of them said anything. You could almost hear his brain in-process mode, he was clearly trying to find the best way to broach the subject.

“I have a daughter” he finally blurted.

Richard’s head jerked around to face Taron quicker than he thought possible.

“Come again Mate?”

Taron laughed humorlessly as he took a large drink from his glass.

“Yeah” He paused to wipe the beer off his upper lip and collect his thoughts before he continued

“I have a daughter” He said just as plainly “A 4-year-old daughter to be exact” Richard was shocked, he had no idea what to say or where to begin. He knew something had been bothering his new friend ever since the night of the mixer but this was the last thing he expected it to be.

“T, I am confused. What do you mean you have a daughter?”

“Adelaide” he said simply before raising his now empty glass to the waitress as she walked by, signaling he wanted another. “Just over 5 years ago, she and I were together. We had been together for 6 years. Tilly had introduced us when we were like 10-”

Richard’s eyes widened with realization as a long-forgotten memory came rushing to him, but Taron was too lost in telling the story to notice. He was unsure if he should share the memory with his friend or keep to himself that he had met his daughter once a couple of years ago in LA, it was just after he had met Adelaide, they had run into each other at the grocery store one weekend. Adelaide had introduced Richard to a then-toddler aged Eleanor.

He shook away the thought, he would tell Taron but not today.

“Even from the start we always flirted with each other, we were each other's first real crushes, but we didn’t start dating right away. I think deep down we both knew that once whatever we had going on between us started, that would be it, we would never have another, or love another but we couldn’t fight it for long and the inevitable happened, we started dating and that was it. We were always together, never one without the other but not in that annoying way. We were still our own people, but we were so much better together.”

“So what happened?” Richard was engrossed in the story.

“She disappeared” He shrugged nonchalantly even though Richard knew the memory had to kill him every time he thought about it “I came home from the last day of filming the first Kingsman to a quiet flat. She took everything of hers that she could, a lot had been left behind but everything she could take, she did and that was it.”

He pulled out his wallet, pulling out the note Adelaide had left behind. “This is all she left as an explanation” he handed it to Richard.

“I am still confused Mate” Richard said as he handed the note back “She just left? She didn’t stay so you guys could raise your child together?”

Richard was truly confused by the situation. He and Adelaide were not the closest but they had kept in contact over the years since they had met. They’d meet up for drinks when Richard was in LA, text on birthdays and holidays but they never formed the tightest bonds. He would never guess she would knowingly cause someone this much pain.

Taron began explaining what Adelaide had told him, how she was scared he would leave everything he worked hard for behind for her and their child, how she didn’t want to be the reason for him doing something he would regret further down the road. How she was just plain scared at the moment.

Now maybe Richard could understand the situation a little more.

“Wow, I still have no idea what to say” he needed another drink after this.

“Love” he grabbed the waitress’s attention “can I get another pint and we’re gonna need two whisky shots each please”. They both needed something a little stronger.

“So what are you going to do? I assume you want to be in your daughter’s life” Taron nodded “do you still want Adelaide in yours? Do you still have feelings for her?”

Taron did not have to think at all about the first part of the question.

“Of course I want to be a part of her life. I have already missed out on 4 years of it, I can’t miss out on anymore.”

“And Adelaide?”

“I’ll always love her” He paused.

Taron was quiet for a few moments. His mind still running in overdrive.

“I went over to her place the other night” he confessed; Richard raised an eyebrow in question. “After the mixer, it was late, and I just called her. She was awake, and I asked if I could come over. There was nothing sexual about it” he gave Richard a look before he even said anything.

“I was going to ask; I didn’t want to assume” he thanked the waitress as she set the drinks down.

“I don’t know mate” the boys took their first shot, both slightly wincing at the taste “I just needed to hold her. She literally disappeared from my life. Gone. I did everything I could possibly do to find her. I went to her Grans, to Tilly’s. I went to places we hung out, our favorite places. I called her more times than I can even count, I sent her bloody emails. I left voicemails every few days for well over a year but eventually, I had to stop. I had to accept she was not coming back. I had to accept I wouldn’t get closure.” Taron had to wipe at the few tears that fell.

“Before that, I never understood actual heartbreak. I had seen my parents’ separate and I had seen the pain that brought but now I was feeling my own. I threw myself into work, I took on everything I could get my hands on. Thinking back, I feel like a lot of it was because of her. I wanted to make sure she couldn’t forget me, that she wouldn’t be able to get away from the fact that she just left.” Taron paused, a vengeful look in his eyes at the thought but it was lost as he ran his hand over his face with a sigh.

“Then there she was. Really her, not some glitch in the matrix that my mind manifested to torture me.” He paused again. Trying to wrap his mind around it. “I don’t know mate. It’s like my body knew she was close, and I needed to feel her, even if it was just sleeping in each other’s arms.”

“And that’s all that happened?”

“Yeah, until I woke up a little while later.” He shook his head at the still-fresh memory, he knew he was not wrong for getting angry about the situation but that did not mean he felt great about what happened or what he said.

“She is staying at her Grans place, a home we spent a lot of time at in our adolescence until we moved in together. The house is very familiar to me. I went down for a drink and it didn’t take long to notice the kids toys in the corner, a stuffed animal on the couch, and then I found Eleanor’s room and realized that they have been coming to England to visit her Gran and Tilly, and I kind of lost it.” The boys took their second shot when Taron made another pause in his story.

“She woke up and found me in Eleanor’s room” He paused again and smiled to himself at the mention of his daughter “that’s her name, Eleanor. She found me in her room, lost in thoughts of what could have been while I held one of her dolls, just trying to feel close to this little girl I didn’t know yet but already loved so much. She said something and I honestly cannot even remember what it was now. I was so overcome with anger and then we fought, well it was more of me yelling than anything.”

“I just don’t...” He sounded so broken. “Fuck...I just want to put this behind me. I want to move past this anger and have a relationship with my daughter”

“You can mate but you need to remember that you just found this news out. You need to give yourself time to process it and you’re allowed to be angry or feel hurt.” Richard patted his friend’s arm.

“I have no doubt that you are going to be an amazing father. That little girl has no idea what is in store for her.” Taron could not keep the smile off his face. He’d always wanted to be a father; since the day Rosie was born.

When he saw Adelaide hold his baby sister for the first time, he knew it then. Adelaide knew when she watched Rosie’s tiny hand wrap around Taron’s finger. That night as they laid in Adelaide’s bed at her Grans, they had their first real discussion about having children. Both laughing at the thought, both thinking it would be a lifetime before parenthood would make its way into their lives.

The boys were quiet again. Taron’s body beginning to buzz with warmth from the alcohol, he knew if he ordered anymore he would be in trouble with Dex tomorrow, showing up for blocking hungover.

“I think it might be time to call it mate. We both have early days tomorrow and neither of us is going to be any good if we get pissed tonight” Richard raised his almost empty glass, clearly reading Taron’s mind. They cheered before they both finished off their drinks.

The boys paid their tab and made their way outside.

“Sleep on it mate.” Richard dropped his hand on his friend’s shoulder “Think about what is best for you and your daughter and your relationship with her mother. You have a lot of people around you that will be there to support you, but you need to do what you think is best.”

Taron hugged his friend tightly.

“Thanks mate. See you tomorrow”

The boys parted.

As Taron leaned against the wall waiting on his train his phone pinged with a text.

Doll:

I’m sorry about this afternoon.

Doll:

I’m just trying to figure this all out.

Taron:

Will she really be here in 3 weeks?

Adelaide sighed; she assumed he must have heard some of the conversation with her mom, she had a feeling it was the reason for him leaving set early. She took a deep breath before she replied.

Doll:

Yes. I wanted some time to settle and to talk to you before they came.

Taron:

Okay

Was all Taron replied with. He had 3 weeks to get everything figured out.

To be continued

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