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it doesn't get more bbgirl than this honestly 😭

look at him 😭😭😭

the crop top is killing me especially but hunter in general is such a pretty babygirl shaped man, his husband is so lucky I'm sure

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hunter doohan is so babygirl tbh

I really need to look into his work more because he was so excellent in wednesday and oh so easy on the eyes

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WHY ARE ALL THE IAN GALLAGHER FICS ON HERE 'X FEM READER' ?!? MANS IS A FULL BLOWN HOMO FROM EP ONE WTH 😭😭😭 GIVE ME MY GAY GALLAGHER FICS TUMBLR, IM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING PLEASE 🙏

#ian gallagher #shamless #gallagher #ian gallagher x reader #ian gallagher x male reader

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listen i know we’re all fans of the “oblivious steve / knows whats up eddie” dynamic, but i dont know why bc “oblivious eddie / knows whats up steve” is Infinitely Funnier. just

eddie : aahhh i have fallen for another straight boy, when will my common sense come back from the war

meanwhile steve, talking to robin : it will be a fall wedding and we will wear red ties

like im just saying eddie was talking abt stancy getting back together while steve was staring at his lips, and i think we should appreciate that dynamic more idk

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holy shit I'm almost at 200 followers, when did that happen 😭

thank you all so damn much for liking my funky little oneshots enough to follow me! like, hello? that means so much to me, thank you all so much!!

I never really planned on getting this many followers but I mean, if there is anything you guys would request for like a 200 follower celebration lemme know! I'm definetly open to looking into that if that's something any of you would be interested in. Otherwise all i can give you is my thank yous and my endless appreciation coupled with a few stories shitty here and there.

Genuinely thank you all so much for your support, you guys are so swag and cool <3

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So... Maybe You're Bi?

Steve Harrington x Male Reader: obligatory "helping steve find himself" oneshot, AU where you both work at the video store together with rob, Steve also may or may not know he likes you before making this discovery...👀

Warnings: none?

Notes: I'm not in the mood to proofread this so I'm sorry for that but... here!

The tall male beside you pressed his hands to his temples and breathed a labored sigh.

"I'm just saying Harrington, maybe these supposed "babes and non-babes" are all babes!" you nudged his side with your elbow, which he did not seem to appreciate.

He took another deep breath, contemplating the former relationships he had with his close male friends and the thoughts that clouded his mind in the locker rooms at practice, he hated to admit that it seemed like maybe it was all adding up.

"Alright bozos," Robin interrupted, "as much as I'm sure I'd love to be included in whatever torture we are putting Steve through today, we have a whole stack of new shit to put out and I am not doing that by myself again!" as she spoke she wheeled over a cart full of new releases that needed to be priced and placed into their correct sections.

As much as no one in Home Video liked dealing with new releases, staring at the heap of tapes gave you an idea, "Hey Rob, you think you can keep up front running by yourself?"

"If you are even minutely implying that you and Steve are going to tackle these babies and leave me to run this peice-of-shit, cash-wrap, than I am absolutely capable Sir L/N," Robin bowed sarcastically as she concluded her strange response, but it meant your plan would go accordingly so you didnt take much time to ponder on it

"Thanks Buckley!" you planted a quick peck on her cheek that she quickly wiped off with her vest once you were out of sight, before tugging Steve away by his vest to the back to label tapes and unpack whatever was going on in that mess of a Harrington brain.

An agonizing 5 whole minutes passed in silence as the two of you quietly placed stickers on the tapes before placing them back on the cart and picking up a new one to repeat the process.

"Look, I don't want to force you to talk about this yknow? Especially cause yknow, I'm not the best with feelings and shit just cause I like dick but-"

Steve looked up from his tape, almost dropping it as the words left your mouth, "Waitwait, so you like guys?"

You looked at him inquisitively for a moment before going back to stickering tapes and speaking again, "Stevie, you are totally oblivious aren't you?" you chuckled to yourself.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing really, I think I just kind of assume everyone knows by now I guess. But to answer your question yes, I like guys. To put it your way, 'babes and non-babes alike'," this time you let yourself have a full, good laugh.

Steve followed suit and seemed to chuckled as well, seemingly relieved that the tension of the conversation had been broken up a bit.

He spoke up as he placed his tape back in the cart and rose to his feet, "I think that's the last one to label Y/N, wanna go set these out?"

You stayed sitting, leaving an uncomfortable space and height difference between the two of you that neither of you were used to, "Can I just ask you one... tiny, little, uncomfy question first, Harrington?"

Steve's body tensed a bit but he tried to act nonchalant, "Sure, today seems to be that kinda day already so, why not?"

"You sure?"

He was getting uncomfortable in his own skin now, being given more time to think about the space between you and how much he wanted to be close to you, how much he yearned to fill the space, how much he struggled to pull himself back to reality, "Yea man, go for it."

"Did you really never know? I mean, that I like dudes?"

Steve was frustrated that this was the question that you built up so much. Maybe he should have known sooner, but was it really such a huge deal? He fought to collect himself and managed to give a calmer response, "I mean, No. I just never thought about it I guess, yknow? Does that bother you?"

"I just- um. Well..." you struggled to find your footing in the words you wanted to say, so you settled on just blurting it out, giving up all elegance and grace, "I had a huge crush on you," your eyes stayed glued to the floor, waiting for his reaction.

Steve felt his heart melt. The boy he had been hiding his feelings from this whole time had actually liked him? Unbelievable.

He found himself approaching you slowly, like a scared animal he had found in an alley, "Y/N?"

You felt your leg start anxiously bouncing out of your control, but you decided to look up at him anyway, "Yea, Steve?"

"I'm gonna ask you to do something and I just need you to trust me ok? Is that ok?" You could see the subtle shake in his hands, hear the tremble in his voice, he was anxious in a way you'd never seen before and you had no idea what to expect.

"Okay. I trust you," and with that, your eyelids met and you were left in darkness to wonder what in God's name was going on.

You felt a gently trembling hand meet your cheek and before you could even think about what it meant for Steve to be cupping you like this, you felt his lips gently meet your own.

The kiss was nothing like you had expected from former King of Hawkins High. It was soft and gentle, the slightly chapped pillows of his lips were sweet on your tongue. He cupped his hand on your cheek and snaked his other around your waist and held you like you were fragile, like he was scared he could break you if he wasn't careful. And just as suddenly as it had started, it was over. His lips parted from yours and his hand slithered away from your waist, but his other remained on your cheek.

"I um... I'm sorry, I hope that was ok," he stammered, "You can open your eyes now."

When your eyelids separated from each other you realized that Steve was barely a couple inches away from your face, and his warm hand was still on your cheek, "That was more than okay, Harrington," you leaned in to place a quick kiss on his lips, showing him that you still wanted him with your eyes open.

"Cool... good to know," he sighed, this time relieved as he brushed his thumb over your cheek before readjusting his perfect hair.

You chuckled to yourself as he turned back to the cart and moved to the Documentary section, "Hey, wait up!"

"Well I wasn't planning on doing this by myself," he chuckled as you speedily walked to catch up to him.

"Hey, Harrington?" you whispered, almost like you were playing spies.

"Hey, what?" he whispered back, playing along as he placed the movies in alphabetical order.

"So... maybe you're bi?" you whispered, following suit in placing movies where they belonged.

"Yea probably," he paused for a beat, "I definetly like you though," he shot you a cocky smirk as he concluded.

"Yea yea whatever," you rolled your eyes, placing more movies in their rightful homes, "How is it that King Steve always gets what he wants?" you asked sarcastically.

He played coy, snaking behind you to place a movie just above your head as he placed a kiss to your neck, "I'm told I'm rather persuasive."

Robin walked to the back in hopes of letting you know is was closing time but had instead found the scene in front of her, "Oh jesus guys, get a room! You know Keith has cameras in here right!! Good god, I don't even get paid for this!"

"Oh shush Rob, just be glad he actually admitted it," you giggled from under Steve's arm as the three of you walked to clock-out.

Steve stopped in his tracks, "She knew before I did?!"

"Stevie... baby... we all did," you chuckled.

#steve harrington #steve harrington fluff #steve stranger things #steve harrington x male reader #steve harrington x reader #mlm steve harrington #bi steve harrington #home video steve

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IN LPVE WITH THIS ART HOLY SHIT

Don’t yell at me tumblr, there’s no nips or dicks.

Come get your Steddie fix. This took forever.

#steddie art #steddie fanart #steddie #steve harrington/eddie munson #steve/eddie #steve stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson fanart #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x steve #mlm steve #mlm steve harrington #mlm eddie munson

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idk what's life at the moment bc i go back to school on monday and i'm definitely not ready to go back and cry in the school's theapist office again

SOO, arthur with a very stressed/anxious and kinda depressed bf request? if that's cool w you of course (i'm also aware that in the 1800 mental health was treated with not very gentle medical methods and no one talked abt it so idk how this is gonna go 😭)

anyways, have a cat

love this idea. I also go back to school monday and I am... not excited. very much the opposite. so hopefully this fic can give us both a bit of comfort yea? let's see!

Arthur Havisham x Male Reader: pure fluff! arthur notices reader is a bit spacey and anxious so he tries to take care of him

Warning(s): none that I'm aware of, correct me if I'm wrong!

Notes: running on 3 hours of sleep and wrote this after work, I did not proofread, this is a fic purely written with vibes at this point. but I kinda like it I think. idk. I'm very tired. I hope you like it tho!! I'm sorry if my sleep deprived state made this too skegwjagajab :(

Arthur had been watching you intently from a distance for the past few days now, noticing ever-so-slight changes in your behavior that had slowly began to worry him. You were still the man he loved, nothing would ever change that, but he noticed a glazed over look in your eyes, a jumpy and startled reaction to things lately, a general lack of motivation in things that you had once took pride in, and it scared him. It shook him to his core, the thought that his darling boy could possibly be feeling unwell and battling that alone. This thought, and this thought alone, was enough to cause him to beckon his sister and request the next few days of work with the brewery off. Amelia, thankfully, was a woman who respected her brother's wishes and asked very little questions. Arthur was to be home to tend to his darling, and that mattered much more than the brewery.

When you awoke, you noticed that Arthur had not yet left your shared bed as he normally did in preparation for the day ahead of him.

You rolled into his arms that were already around your shoulders and under your neck, attempting to get impossibly closer to the warmth of the male beside you, "You're still here," you murmured, nuzzling your cheek into the part of his chest that was left revealed by the buttons of the shirt he had chosen to leave opened.

He kissed the top of your head, tussling your hair a bit as he spoke, "Wanted to be with you," he kissed you again.

You pressed your lips to his chest gently, planting the whisper of a kiss to his skin, "Miss you," you sighed.

"Shhhhh," the blonde Havisham cooed as he stroked your hair with love, "'m right here, my love. Not going anywhere," he planted another kiss to your head."

Tears had begun to well up in your eyes at this point, you could only cling on the billowy nightshirt around the pale man's body as you choked out a reply, "Promise?"

Arthur could sense the unwellness that shook you in your shaking voice and the grip he felt on his clothes. He gently pushed his body to a sitting position against the headboard of the bed, bringing you to sit up with him.

"Darling boy," he cooed, "I beg of you, tell me what's plagues you," a gentle hand placed on your cheek as he wiped your tears that began to spill.

You felt his deep brown eyes reaching for you but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his gaze. Not in this state.

"I don't..." you stifled a sob as you dried a tear with your hand, "I don't know, Arthur."

That was when you broke. Every feeling that you had been bottling up finally spilled as you collapsed back into the arms of Arthur Havisham and sobbed into his clothes. You felt the sweet timber of his voice reach your ears but couldn't quite make out the meaning of his words. Felt the gentle touch of his hands on your body, making soothing circles on your head, petting your hair in the most calming way. He was always so perfect. And yet, nothing seemed to calm you.

And so like that you stayed. Crying into the arms of the man with whom you shared a bed. And not once did he complain. Not once did he make a snide comment to be a man. Not once did he mumble under his breath that you should be able to handle yourself. He didn't complain that his day free from the brewery was spent tending to a blubbering infant, instead he continued to whisper such kind and gentle words. Words that hit your heart in such a way that made your it do backflips.

Through your sniffles and sobs you occasionally heard him whisper, "I'm not leaving, promise," "I'm right here," "You're so strong darling, you can be weak just this once", etc.

When you were finally able to catch your breath, you looked up at Arthur with sorrowful eyes. The sound of his heart breaking as he looked upon the love of his life in such distress was almost audible, but he composed himself and kept a strong face.

"Oh Arthur," you cried weakly, "I'm so sorry," tears began to wel up in the corners of your eyes again, and you feared that the unstoppable waterworks were soon to come again.

Arthur stared at you for a moment, taking in the splotchy, red hue of your tear stained cheeks that he held in his hands before bringing his face down to meet yours and connecting your lips in a gentle kiss.

This kiss was much softer than the other times you had been marked by the Havisham. You had learned quickly that Arthur was not at all aggressive, but very much in need. He needed the world to know that you were taken, even if they couldn't know that you were explicitly his. While you couldn't declare your love for one another in public, Arthur took it upon himself to make it obvious that you were off the market by staining your neck with purple marks of his love and tugging at your lips between his teeth.

But this kiss was different. The pillows of his lips just barely met yours, as if asking for permission to touch you in this fragile state. When you leaned into his touch, giving him the permission he required, he kept his hand on your cheek to rub circles on your skin as he placed gentle kisses on your lips. Once. Twice. Thrice.

He noticed that you seemed to be visibly calmer now, but still in need of comfort. He pulled you from your half sitting-half laying position and onto his lap so that you were sitting on top of his legs, facing the wall to the left of him, legs dangling off of the bed. He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek as he wrapped his hands around your waist.

He pressed his forehead to the side of your face, "You are so strong y/n. Do you know that?"

#arthur havisham #arthur havisham x male reader #dickensian #arthur havisham x reader #arthur havisham x trans male reader #joe quinn #joseph quinn #arthur havisham fluff #arthur havisham comfort

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I Call Shotgun

Kurt Kunkle X Male Reader: kurt vapes a lot but there is one "trick" he has never learned, reader decides to teach him, fluff

Warning(s): I mean kurt is canonically a murderer but I didn't include any of that. but you have every right to be creeped out regardless, hence why the warning is here, cigarettes, vaping (idk some people don't like that stuff)

As you flicked the end of your cigarette into the empty solo cup beside you you asked the single question that had been bouncing around in the back of your mind as you watched the mango flavored smoke exit Kurt's lips, "Have you ever shotgunned with anyone before, Kurt?"

"What?" he whipped his head toward you.

"Yknow, like with the smoke?" you took a quick drag from your cigarette, "You do all the other tricks and shit so I just figured I'd ask yknow?" a puff of smoke now spilled from your lips, this one not so fruity.

"Oh no, I just- I mean I just don't even know what that one is so I guess I haven't," he laughed it off as he let the fruity flavor fill his mouth again, "I could look it up and learn it though!" you watched Kurt's lips again as the smoke poured from his mouth, almost in awe.

You sat up from where you had been sitting on the floor across from him, "Would it be ok if I showed you it?" you said, grabbing th solo cup you had been using as an ash tray.

Kurt hummed a simple, "Mhmm," as you made your way to the floor beside him, "That'd be fun!"

Oh you have no idea, you thought to yourself as you finally as beside him, leaning into his shoulder for a moment, finally appreciating his warmth.

You moved your body so that you were now facing kurt as you spoke, "I'll be honest, this js a bit of a weird one... but I think you'll like it! you just have to trust me ok?" You looked at him with hesitant eyes, fearful that he might blackout

"I always do! If you want to show me, just show me y/n!" he had sat his own vape on the floor beside him and his beautiful doe eyes sparkle at you, his attention was fully yours.

"I just need you to follow what I say ok?"

Kurt nodded his head excitedly and you began to ease up a little.

"Good good, ok. Then just open up you're mouth a little for me and keep it like that,"you took a drag from your cigarette as your instruction concluded and turned back to find Kurt just as you had requested, no questions asked.

You hovered your lips just barely over his, so gently grazing over his as you parted your lips and let the smoke flow over his lips and into his mouth.

As your lips stayed just barely apart from Kurt's you instructed him again, "And then you just hold it for a little like you were the one smoking it," you concluded your instruction with a quick kiss to his lips before you backed away from him.

You watched intently as Kurt let the smoke gracefully pour from his mouth, and he looked like a super model.

Kurt took a moment before beginning to speak again, "That was..."

"So hot," you replied.

"I was gonna say cool but yea... yea that works."

yea this is a really short quick one but I just wanted to write something about the crime boy and so I did it. here it is. it is done. good night.

#kurt kunkle #kurt spree #spree #kurt kunkle x reader #kurt kunkle x male reader #spree x reader #joe keery

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I've Got You

Eddie Munson x Trans Male Reader: reader is struggling with some mental stuff and eddie comforts him, angst, fluff, kisses

Warning(s): mentions of dysphoria, mentions of homophobia

Notes: honestly I've just been dealing with a lot and maladaptive daydreaming about being friends with eddie has slowly started to become the only thing keeping me sane. so hopefully this fic can bring you some comfort as well. you are stronger than you know <3

Eddie had taken you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist, rocking your bodies left-to-right much like a mother trying to calm down a baby by rocking him to sleep. You couldn't help but let silent tears fall from your eyes and on to the collar of Eddie's shirt as you hid your face in crook of his neck as swayed you gently from side-to-side.

He turned his head as he reached a hand up to stroke your hair, his lips now pressed to your forehead as he spoke, "Hey it's ok, I've got you now," he planted a quick kiss to your forehead, "I'm right here y/n, I'm right here. I've got you."

You choked on another silent sob, "I can't keep doing this, Munson." your hands made fists around the fabric of his Iron Maiden T-shirt, "The way they all look at me... like I'm some kind of freak," you almost seemed to attempt to bury yourself into him, as if it was possible for your bodies to get any closer than they already were.

His hand traveled from your hair down to your back where he gently ran his fingers up and down in attempts to ground and comfort you, "Well I'm not exactly the king of Hawkins High myself, y/n," Eddie let out a light chuckle, still holding you close.

You lifted your head from his neck to look at him, causing the older boy to loosen his grip on you, "At least-" tears began to well up in your eyes as you spoke as a lump growing in your throat threatened to silence you, "at least people look at you like you're a boy, Munson."

"Hey, hey, hey," Eddie reached out to cup both sides of your face in his hands, the metal of his rings cold against your red, tear stained cheeks, "is that what all this is about?"

You nodded your head, too afraid to meet his gaze as tears fell from your eyes.

He placed his index finger under your chin and shifted your head, attempting to make your eyes meet his, "Just for a second I promise. I just want to look into those pretty eyes for a second while I talk to you ok?"

You kept your eyes on him like he asked but you just nodded in response, to afraid that another sob would escape your lips if you tried to speak.

"Look I don't... I don't really know what you're going through, obviously. But I- um... I want to help," he slowly grabbed your hands in his and held them as he spoke, his thumb making slow circles over the back of your hand, "I mean. I know how much it sucks to be the freak yknow? People have been on my ass since that time they found me kissing Garry B. under the bleachers in middle school so I'm not totally unfamiliar with the whole agenda this town has against queers I guess... I mean... I don't know, I guess that's all I really can think to say right know otherwise I'll just start rambling about nothing and I just- that wont be productive."

You broke your hands away from his and Eddie shuddered, almost scared that he had said something wrong. He took in a relieved breathe when you wrapped your arms around his neck again and despite still being on his lap held him almost impossibly tighter, seeming afraid to lose him, "I almost forget sometimes that you get shit for being with me too..."

Eddie pulled back from you, slightly taken aback, "Woah, I never said that!"

You looked at him empathetically, a hand resting on his shoulder, slightly toying with his hair, "I know that but I just... I mean do you really think people are totally oblivious about us?"

"No, but I don't want them to be," he pulled your arms back around his neck as he sat with his arms around your waist, "I'm all yours and they should know that," he mumbled into your neck.

You sighed, "Look I know you're doing that deflect from your emotions with humor bullshit that you do, but I love you. So much," you placed a kiss to his cheek, getting some of your tears on his face having yet to wipe them from your face.

The boy below you looked up into your eyes, "L/n?"

"Yes, Munson?

"You are the most handsome boy I have ever laid eyes on, do you know that?"

You rolled your eyes, "Would you say that in front of Nikki Six or Kirk Hammet? Or your beloved Judas Priest?"

Eddie laid a sloppy kiss to your neck and he smirked when you let out a boyish giggle, "They've got nothing on you, pretty boy."

I FINALLY MADE CONTENT I AM SO SOREY FOR THE DELAY I GOT SUPER DEPRESSED AND STARTED NEW MEDICATION BUT I THINK ITS WORKING SO LETS SEE HOW THIS GOES OK WOOOO. so yea I had a lot of health issues and got short staffed at work and oh my god left and right everything was falling apart but apparently my new medicine might also help with my mental stuff so that might be fun. but yes, here is some slightly rushed content. It's kinda old, sat in the drafts for a while. but here it is. here are your crumbs, eat up my children!! (hopefully more to come and more work on requests soon, cause I have some requests drafted !!)

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x trans reader #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson gay #eddie munson x male reader #gay eddie munson #mlm eddie munson #eddie munson trans comfort

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eddie munson is transgender. that’s it

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okokok, SO, i now headcanon eddie munson as trans. why? well, bc ive recently come out as trans :)))) and im not out to my family yet. so they way im dealing with it is headcanonning my comfort character as trans :D so yeahhhhh. k im gonna go cry, bc of ✨dysphoriaaaa✨

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ik it's been a while, so I just wanted to update you guys and let you know that I am working on some fics right now! I have like 7 drafts that's I've started, I'm just really distracted lately. but I haven't forgotten you guys! I love you all so much, thank you for your continued support, and I hope to actually have some content for you very soon in the coming weeks !! <3 thank you for your patience

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Hai so actually I want to request angsty fic for Damon x reader, but I want to ask this question first, if you take a request do you want the request to be specific or just keep it short and simple? Thank you 💞

heyo, thanks for the question!

So honest, for me, it doesn't matter eithier way. I love having the freedom to just do whatever I want with a short and simple request, but detailed requests give me a much more stable base and I love that too. So it really depends on what you want tbh. If you have a specific idea, send it my way! if you don't, I'll see what I can do with the idea on my own!

I hope that made sense and was at least slightly helpful !!

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this is my favorite tiktok I think... yea I'll just let the video speak for itself

here's the link for y'all to go give the creator some love:

also, I am currently working on some fics I promise!! summer assignments and work have been getting in the way but I have some eddie munson platonic x readers drafted up and I've got some asks that I'm working on!! I promise content is coming soon!!!

#arthur havisham #arthur havisham x male reader #dickensian #arthur havisham x reader #arthur havisham x trans male reader #joe quinn #joseph quinn

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Finally finished the show, Arthur is indeed very sour lmao now I'm a bit sad there's no s2 because I hate open endings and I want Frances to get hit with bad karma. Also want Honoria's bf to come back like cmon my dude do something, fight 🤺🤺

No because I love that show, but what tf was going on with Honoria's boyfriend? He wanted to fight for their love every second until she decided to do the same, and suddenly he's just throwing letters into the fire and getting drunk? excuse me!?

ALSO, dude. Frances was such a bitch. I get that she had her problems and everything but she needs to calm the hell down. It's not Honoria's fault that your marriage failed!

Dude, dont get me wrong, Arthur is my favorite character and I love how complex he is and every minutes detail of his character films me with joy. But the only people in that show that were even slightly normal and sane were Honoria and Amelia. And that's why they're besties. Amen. Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk.

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Hey if requests are still open can I request a bottom!arthur smut. I'm not picky just something soft with praises. I just want him to feel loved 😭😭

I will try my best but I will letchu know that I have not written smut before and i did not originally intent to ever do so. However, I will make an attempt because arthur just needs some sweet and gentle love. So this is my best attempt, I hope you still like it!!

Arthur Havisham X Male Reader: smut, praise kink, submissive bottom!arthur, teasing

Warning(s): I mean its smut so yknow... the sexy stuff

"Ah- m-my god," Arthur panted through stifled moans, "pl-please just t-touch me. I- ah- need you so b-ah-bad."

You chuckled darkly as you continued to place sloppy kisses to his, now bare, upper thighs. His now spit covered thighs were sure to be littered with shades of reds and purples tomorrow, but that didn't matter right now. What mattered right now was that Arthur Havisham, heir to the Havisham estate and brewery, town pretty boy, had his fingers buried in your hair as he begged you to touch him in the most sinful ways imaginable.

"Tell me what you want, my love," soft kisses and gentle touches to his thighs and hips separated your statements to him, "just use your words for me."

Arthur could barely stand to look at you. Having you kneeled between his legs with dark eyes staring up at him as you placed gentle touches and sinful kisses on his exposed lower half everywhere except where he wanted you was driving him absolutely mad as he sat on your shared mattress. The sight alone was enough to make the butterflies in his stomach flutter, threatening him with erotic release before you had even began to touch him.

"Please," he paused to stifle another, softer, moan, "I need you so bad."

The boy was almost tearing up as you removed yourself from his thighs and looked up at him, and he looked so perfect. You swore you had never seen a sight more beautiful than the Havisham heir as he sat on your bed, shirt already half-unbuttoned, pants lost somewhere to the left of you, as he fought himself to find the words to beg you to put your hands on him.

"Are you sure that's what you want, Havisham?" you asked playfully, "People will surely talk, yknow," a gentle sarcasm coated your words.

"I don't care what they say," he spoke as he took your hand in his, "I just want you. Now. More than anything I have ever wanted in my entire life."

This time you responded with sincerity as you took your place on your knees, "And you're sure about this, right?" your eyes locked in unwavering eye contact with him, awaiting his response.

"Absolutely bloody positive."

That was all the convincing you needed to finally proceed with the act you two had performed together so many times before.

The second your hands met his aching erection he was already involuntarily bucking his hips into your hand as he became a moaning and whimpering mess.

"My needy boy," you cooed affectionately, stroking his cock oh-so gently, "Always so pretty for me," this time you quickened your pace as you spoke.

"Just for- ah- for y-you," he cried, attempting to lessen the subtle movements of his hips into your hand.

"You promise?" you looked up at him for a moment, strokes slowly losing speed as you stared expectantly, awaiting a verbal reply.

"Ah- yes, a-always," he cried, fighting to stifle the other unholy noises that threatened to leave his body

You were sure Arthur wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. He was already shiny with sweat, making his blonde curls stick to his forehead as he leant his head back in pleasure.

"Arthur, baby, can you look at me for a minute?" you strokes almost stopped for an agonizing moment, "Let me see those pretty eyes of yours, hm?"

He looked down at you, biting his lip so hard a small amount of blood began to pool around his left canine.

"Do you think you can handle if I do something different?" your hand was still moving at a slow pace around him as your thumb collected the precum leaking from his tip before dragging the sticky substance down the rest of him.

"L-like what?" he said, his hands gripping the sheets at eithier side of him in tight fists.

You slowly released your grip from him and dragged your hand gently down his thigh before speaking again.

"My mouth."

Arthur looked like he was ready to bust right then and there as he frantically nodded his head, still biting his now bloodstained lip.

You spoke softly for a moment, hand still trailing stripes up and down his thighs, "Can I make a request first?"

"Darling, I will do anything for you. Always," he looked at you with so much love in his eyes that it almost made you dizzy.

"Keep making those pretty noises for me."

Again, you were met with frantic nods and with that, your lips were wrapped around the tip of Arthur's cock almost instantaneously, tongue swirling the remaining precum you had left behind earlier down the length of his erection.

If you hadn't noticed your own hard-on earlier, you were surely aware of it now. The guttural noises that leaked from the Havisham's mouth as he entangled his fingers in your hair were absolutely intoxicating. You found yourself rutting into nothing as you bobbed your head up and down the younger man's cock, absolutely basking in his and your own pleasure.

"So- ah- so good. Please don't-" he was cutoff by his own moans again, "don't stop. I'm so- ah- oh my god, I'm so close."

You could feel Arthur bucking into your mouth as he started to fall apart under your touch. The way his tip slammed into the back of your throat brought tears to your eyes, but there was no way you were taking your mouth off of him. Not yet. Not while he was practically screaming your name. Not while he was shoving himself deeper and deeper into your mouth. Not while his fingers tangled themselves in your hair, almost as if trying to push his cock even further into you. Not while he was making the most beautiful noises you had ever heard. No, you weren't stopping now. Not until Arthur begged you to.

And just as you had requested, Arthur had given up on silencing himself as he came close to his release. His moans and whimpers and cries filled the room as tears threatened to spill from his eyes at the overwhelming pleasure he was experiencing. No one made him feel the way you did. No one would ever get on their knees for him like this. Take him into their mouth like this. Use their tounge the way you did. No one would gag around his cock and still keep going. No one would ever make him cum like this.

When the time finally came for Arthur's long awaited release, he was practically melting in your hands like putty. His head leaned back as his hips spasmed under him. As his white, hot cum expelled from his body, you caught as much as you could possibly handle on your expert tounge. You licked off all of the cum that seemed to have dribbled out of your mouth and onto his cock and thighs, and without breaking eye contact, you swallowed every single drop.

You took a second to collect yourself before standing up to meet Arthur's eyes as you stood over him, "You were so perfect for me, Havisham," you pushed his hair back from his sweaty forehead, "Such a good boy for me today."

Arthur could barely breath as his chest heaved from the overstimulation, "What about," he paused for air, "What about you?"

You were so caught up in the taste of Arthur that you had already forgotten about your own erection.

In fact, you had yet to even realize that you had already came in your pants until Arthur eyes led you somewhere else, "Did you..." his voice trailed off as your eyes followed his to the wet patch left in your pants.

You chuckled lightly, "Look at what you've done to me, Havisham!"

"I can clean you up if you want! I can do the laundry tonight! I can-" you hushed him with a gentle finger over his lips.

"My sweet sweet boy, I will have no such thing," you sighed, your finger slowly leaving his mouth before your lips replaced it, "Now come here and let me get us both cleaned up."

This is definitely not my best work, as I am not nearly as experienced in writing smut as I am with writing general fiction, but I hope it was still ok!! If you have any advice I'd love to hear it honestly. But yes, ig that's really it, I hope you liked it! As always, my requests are open in my asks and in the comments, so feel free!

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