Tumgik
#Spookednsaucy
spookednsaucy · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Dessert
1K notes · View notes
gerrystamour · 9 months
Text
our hearts are racing, captivated [steddie microfic]
Written for prompt: CAKE | 311 words | Explicit CW: PWP, intercrural sex, bad jokes
“That’s what we call icing the cake.” “Oh my god, get out,” Steve groaned, barely holding in his giggles. “I can’t stand you.” If you saw me post this on main, no you fucking didn't. Anyway, written for @steddiemicrofic August prompt, CAKE. Filth under the cut.
[ READ ON AO3 ]
Tumblr media
Dropping forward onto his hands and caging Steve against the mattress, Eddie groaned as his cock brushed against the soft skin of Steve’s perfect ass. It was one of Eddie’s favourite things to worship with his hands and mouth.
“C’mon, lift your hips a bit,” Eddie grunted, giving Steve’s thigh a light smack.
Grumbling, Steve got his knees under him a bit more and arched his back, eyes dark as they looked at Eddie over his shoulder. With a contented sigh, Eddie pressed the hard line of his cock between the perfect pale globes, rutting against Steve with a sigh. Beneath him, Steve shivered and let out a quiet, pleased sound.
Eddie moved against Steve, movements quick, nearly frantic, far too wound up to make this last. With a groan, Eddie dropped a kiss to a freckled shoulder blade and said, “Reach back here and hold your pretty cheeks together.”
With a soft whine, Steve dropped himself onto his chest so he could use both hands, doing as Eddie asked and pulling a loud groan from him. Eddie quickened his movements, the tighter friction on his cock perfect. Already, Eddie was so close to coming, tears stinging in his eyes as the coil pulled tight in his gut.
“Eddie,” Steve moaned, rocking back. “Please.”
Gritting his teeth, Eddie’s movements grew erratic, his entire body shaking. Then he was coming, whining against Steve’s skin as his cum painted the perfect, pale, freckled cheeks his cock was nestled between.
With a shaky sound, Eddie lifted himself back onto his hands to look at his handiwork, smiling tiredly at the mess of milky spend against Steve’s skin.
Smirking wickedly, Eddie smacked Steve’s ass (hard, just to see it jiggle) and said, “That’s what we call icing the cake.”
“Oh my god, get out,” Steve groaned, barely holding in his giggles. “I can’t stand you.”
Taglist: @scarcrossdlvrs @patchworkgargoyle @steddieas-shegoes @steve-harringtits @mylilplanet @afewproblems @xenon-demon @steddie-there @inairbinad @matchingbatbites @spookednsaucy @starryeyedjanai @scoops-stevie @vecnuthy @hellion-child @sidekick-hero @rugbertgoeshome @estrellami-1 @spectrum-spectre @stobinesque @spicysix @lets-try-to-be-normal-otakus @sentient-trash
Tumblr media
159 notes · View notes
flowercrowngods · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
anyway, uhhh time travel au steve finally getting to look at hopper and daring to keep looking when the man meets his eyes; it no longer feels forbidden even though now there’s a weight to the way they look each other. hopper’s death is in the room with them. his death a little more impactful now that it’s in this world, too
“what is it?” hopper asks, and his voice is gruff but steve’s learning that that’s just the way he sounds now. not softened yet, not smoothed around the edges on the journey to get his woman and to care for his daughter. the gravel in his voice is a bit like the pieces of his heart coming out with every word he speaks and steve wonders if he really is hurting all this time. but he knows he is. grief does that to you. sudden, insurmountable grief.
and he wonders, too, if, given time, his voice will sound like that as well. if it will get gravelly from lack of use so that all the pieces of his heart remain lodged in his lungs keeping him from breathing and making themselves known every time he tries to speak, to talk about it.
“steve?”
“nothing,” he says, snapping back into the moment, curling in a little on himself even though the cabin is so warm he wants to cry about it all the time now. “just…”
hopper waits. lets him look. that patience is new. a little unsettling, too.
he wants to hug him. it’s completely irrational, they’re not like that, they don’t care about each other like that or pretend like they’re some kind of family where you can just go ask for a hug, or offer one; or… but he died. and now he’s back. and steve wants to cry about that all the time, too, and—
he swallows. “nothing.”
a hum is his only response, the sound not as gravelly as before, almost melodious as it lingers between them. his body feels like it’s about to burst, and his chest is constructing, and he really wants… he really wants that hug. or just to go sit beside him and lean into him. feel that proof of life. tell him he’s glad, apologise again for his words. i wish you’d stayed dead.
the urge gets worse, and he imagines getting up and asking for a hug. he imagines hopper getting out of his dusty old armchair and closing the distance, pulling him into his arms because he sees how fucked up steve is and isn't scared of it.
he doesn’t. he won’t. and the impossibility of it leaves him tearing at the seams.
@spookednsaucy you say such real things
27 notes · View notes
bewilderedbunny · 1 year
Text
I saw @steveshairychest do this and I couldn't help myself 💗 Everyone Is A Combination Of Three "Stranger Things" Characters — Who Are You?
Here is the link 😊
Tumblr media
No pressure tags: @breddiemunson @abibliophobiaa @blue-mossbird @bloodandtime @reysorigins @heydreamchild @loveshotzz @spookednsaucy and anyone else who is interested 😊💗
164 notes · View notes
stevieschrodinger · 1 year
Text
Demobat!Eddie is now a fic on AO3!
Eddie goes zero to sixty when he wakes up. He expects to be dead, so the strong smell of disinfectant and boiled hospital food comes as a shock that, at first, he doesn’t quite believe.
But then the irregular bleating of the heart monitor next to him starts to sink in, the beeps sounding way too fucking fast and that stresses Eddie out even more. He tries to escape out of the bed, gets tangled in tubes and wires, agony burning up his side and through his stomach, and he practically falls out of the bed when his own legs won’t hold him.
The floor is rock solid and stone cold, and that just ratchets Eddie’s panic further, because now he’s stuck and he can’t escape, his body isn’t working right, and there are people – people he doesn't know – touching him, all talking all over each other and it’s so much, too much to handle, the overload -
Eddie feels like he’s been plunged into freezing water, he can hardly breath, his chest has gone so tight, all his muscles locked up.
“Holy shit kid,” a voice Eddie would recognize anywhere, mostly because he’s been warned by that voice so many times about getting caught dealing and carrying and, “Jesus, give him some room a second.”
“I thought you were dead,” Eddie rasps out, voice totally fucked.
“Yeah, well, thought the same about you kid,” Hopper answers, stoic and honest as always.
“I can’t stay here,” Eddie finds his hands twisted up in the material of Hoppers jacket, he can’t really feel the material in his hands, just pain in his fingertips, “please, I can’t-” Eddie chokes off a sob, desperately begging Hopper to understand.
Hopper nods, knowingly, “back into bed, give me half an hour.”
Eddie agrees, holds onto that, because the lights are too bright and the noises are all so fucking loud and even the sound of his own breathing is annoying.
@hardboiledleggs @maya-custodios-dionach @nburkhardt @vampireinthesun @anaibis @bidisastersworld @limpingpenguin @peachjelliedd @spookednsaucy @awkwardgravity1 @nelotegritic @plyerice27 @wildbuilt @mackdaddyofheimlichcountyy @imzadidragonfly @mandriice @deehellcat @rhapsodyinalto @theghoststandingbehindyou @sapphirecobalt-1 @mojowitchcraft @blisschaoss @i-write-things-and-stuff @rainbow-freckle @gay-stranger-things @stxrcrossed186 @impeachy @kblognar @thelemonbandit @alienace @randapear @pepperrand @super-cosmic-library @kedtheduck @paintsplatteredandimperfect @sultrypickle @the-s-is-silent @jonesn4coffee
90 notes · View notes
steves-strapcollection · 10 months
Text
WIP Wednesday/Thursday Accountability Masterpost [part 3 of 4]
nile
Under the cut because it's spicy
But Steve was stronger than Eddie’s teasing, scissoring the three digits that were knuckle-deep in Eddie’s hole before his pinky joined them. Eddie was beside himself, whimpering and pleading, his cock hard enough to arch up off his abdomen and leak. Steve wasn’t even paying his prostate any attention, and yet he was oozing a steady stream of precum. “Always so wet, baby,” Steve cooed, pressing a fingertip against the slit of Eddie’s cock as if to stop the leak (which definitely had Eddie thinking about a set of titanium rods he had at home that he’d love to introduce Steve to), and Eddie couldn’t help the whimper that tumbled from his throat. “Just for you, sir,” Eddie gasped, barely keeping the grin off his face when Steve’s smug expression faltered just enough to show how close he was to snapping. ‘Gotcha,’ Eddie managed to think before he squirmed prettily under Steve’s heated gaze. “Please, sir, I need it, I can take it. Want it so bad, sir, wanna feel it for days.” Growling low in his throat, Steve lifted his hand away from Eddie’s cock to press his fingers into Eddie’s mouth, spreading precum across his tongue. “You’re so needy, so impatient,” Steve groaned, and Eddie nodded frantically, sucking Steve’s fingers desperately. He could tell by the tone of Steve’s voice that he won, that Steve was done teasing him because now Steve wanted to make Eddie feel it more than he wanted to drag it out.
Tagging the people who asked for it:
@xenon-demon @scarcrossdlvrs @starryeyedjanai @lets-try-to-be-normal-otakus @inairbinad @stobinesque @theheadlessphilosopher
Tagging the people who I think would just want to see this:
@patchworkgargoyle @steddieas-shegoes @mylilplanet @afewproblems @matchingbatbites @spookednsaucy @sidekick-hero @rugbertgoeshome @hellion-child @spicysix
42 notes · View notes
inairbinad · 11 months
Text
rules — shuffle your “on repeat playlist” and list the first ten songs, then tag ten people
Tagged by @patchworkgargoyle and @steves-strapcollection and @scarcrossdlvrs! you guys. I feel so special
Vore - Sleep Token
Love From The Other Side - Fall Out Boy
Creep - Radiohead
Ascensionism - Sleep Token
Freak - Lana Del Rey
Fair - The Amazing Devil
Straight through the Heart - Dio
Dreams - The Cranberries
Rain - Sleep Token
Heaven, Iowa - Fall Out Boy
no-pressure tags: @eriquin @vecnuthy @scoops-stevie @thruheavenandhighwater @spookednsaucy @spicysix @beenherewaytoolong and anyone else who wants to play!!
15 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
Spooky boy rizz
593 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
🥹
400 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 18 days
Text
Tumblr media
Inspired by Under the Water by @hitlikehammers linked below
*speaking of pirate romance, just rewatched season 2 ofmd and I am just ugh it felt so shallow and mid. Hence why you should read this because it cures gay pirate disappointment
Really such a good read, it satiated my need for pirate romance* and cured my scurvy.
Here's the original sketch, I think I prefer it
Tumblr media
106 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 1 year
Text
🫠 I've fallen and I can't get up
Update: I posted the individual drawings, enjoy 😘
Tumblr media
486 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 1 year
Text
He’s trying out finger tattoo ideas. This one was Robin and Steve’s contribution.
Tumblr media
381 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Can’t help it
52 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
I’m still thinking about this
207 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
83 notes · View notes
spookednsaucy · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
I reserve my right to draw pretty boy Eddie
307 notes · View notes