#finn wolfhard x reader fluff

[justasimp1]

Finn Wolfhard x F! Reader

Fluff, Actress/Famous AU ☆

Florescent

It was a normal interview so far for the Stranger Things cast. Regular sly questions trying to find out more on the upcoming volume. The whole time you found your eyes drifting to Finn. His smile and stance are so intoxicating.

"So what about you, Y/N?" The interviewer cued the cameras toward you. Everyone's eyes glanced over at you, Finn included. The corners of his mouth slightly turned up when he made eye contact with you.

"Uh- Yeah. Filming this season has been an adventure...sometimes you think you become a part of the viewers because you are also watching the story unfold" You removed your eyes from Finn and towards the camera.

"Are you implying the Duffer brothers don't inform you fully?" The interviewer adjusted his voice. "Yes and no. It's like watching the show, you hear the script, and have your predictions, but you still are following that storyline" You smiled, feeling Finn's breath on your ear.

'Fuck why did he have to sit next to me?" You bit your bottom lip keeping the emotion from showing on your cheeks.

"I agree, even though I'm the actress playing the character, I feel like I connect to the story" Sadie chuckled, causing a chain of "Me too's". The man, positioned in the interviewer chair, shifted his index cards.

"With this new season comes sprouting romance. For instance, Will pining after Mike and we even get a glimpse of Argyle and Susie's older sister. Some fans have noticed--more like created a thing called screen tension, where the 2 actors in a scene have tension rather than the characters"

You're eyebrows quirked at the new phrase. You glanced around to look at everyone's reactions. Finn's eyes seemed trained on you, he smiled when you looked at him. Almost as if time stopped and your heart sped to the future.

You studied his expression, adornment no, infatuation no we're just cast members. You swallowed the lodge in your throat, pulling your attention away. Finn's smile slumped down in confusion, he wished he could read your thoughts.

"Kind of like Y/N and Finn~" Millie teased, her voice perking up. You smiled, feeling your cheeks temperature slip from your fingers. "Perfect example!" Noah clapped while laughing.

The group exchanged looks. "No me and Y/N are the opposite of scene tension. I don't even think about her that way or look at her that way..." Mike furiously blushed as he awkwardly scratched his nape. His eyes going to you, looking for reinsurance.

"I don't know- Season 1 and 2 Finn would say differently" Millie chimed, grinning. "What would 12-year-old Finn say?" You questioned out of pure curiosity.

"Can we please move on?" Finn flexed his jaw, looking at the interviewer. Everyone (besides you) seemed to have past knowledge on this joke. They laughed, mutually agreeing that flustering Finn on LIVE tv wasn't the best decision.

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You're body guards helped your walk out the crowded door. Fans lined the street, waving, throwing notes and flowers. "Oh Y/N!" Finn grabbed onto your arm, pulling you at his side. "Can we talk?" Finn looked up at a person pointing a camera at you.

You nodded, taking his hand and pulling him closer for the photo. The photographer shared his gratitude. You waved toward the last group of fans before reaching your black SUV.

Finn reached for the door, holding it open for you. You got in, turning in the seat to wait for Finn. "So what is it?" You pushed his brunette curls out of his face. "What Millie said in the interview-"

"It was just a joke, we are very close friends it was bound to happen" You shrugged. "...It wasn't and you deserve to know at least. But when I was younger I had this stupid crush on you" Finn laughed, rubbing his palms over his pants.

You went stunned. "Really?" Were the only words that could mutter out. "Yeah. And I still do" Finn's smile faltered when he saw your eyebrows raise. "I wanted to tell you myself before Millie did"

Finn grasped the door handle. You tugged his shirt, pulling him back with one hand and cupped his cheek with the other. Your lips touch his, they were soft, slightly thin. But the emotion swirling through one exchange had your heart racing.

You poked your tongue at his bottom lip, pushing your lips deeper onto his. His hands lingered over your waist. "I do too" You mumbled, averting your eyes away from the contact.

"Can I kiss you again?" Finn stuttered, pulling your face back into his view. "Anytime" You replied, leaning into his touch.

Masterlist

#x reader #fanfic #fluff #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #finn x reader #finn fluff #mike x reader #mike fluff #finn wolfhard x reader fluff #stranger things fluff #stranger things x reader #stranger things mike x reader #stranger things mike #actress au #famous au

[drewsprettygirl]

barbie girl ｡˚ ⋆꒰ა♡໒꒱⋆ ˚｡ 🎀🍉

mike wheeler x doll collector! fem reader

smut. this is fucking nasty so if u guys dont like mike wheeler smut just s c r o l l ♡♪

age pairing : 17-18

warnings : none

the exchange of looks and stares between you and a classmate of yours in chemistry bubbled across the hallway. you had taken an interest towards this boy, “wheeler” as you called him. his glare towards you always sent chills to your spine. or even to your throbbing— we aren’t there yet.

it wasn’t a joke that he was hot. he was really hot for a nerd. his fingers always got your panties in a bunch. his nose— oh god don’t even get started with his nose. his nose is perfect and to think of it, his curls were cute.

you guys were partnered up for a project and he had to come to your house to finish, and that’s how he ended up in your room, admiring your collection.

mike considered himself a gentleman, a respectable boy, but boy did he reconsider those words as soon as he saw what you were wearing. half of the time he was over, he was either talking to you or staring at your hardened nipples under your shirt due to the cold temperature of your ac.

“you collect barbies?”

“yeah.”

“don’t you think they’re kind of uh.. creepy? imagine sleeping and first thing you see when you wake up is a doll.”

“i don’t think so. they’re quite pretty to me, to be honest”

“i don’t really have a collection. i play dungeons and dragons.”

his fingers lingered on your barbie doll that you were quite fond of. your malibu barbie. a wave of confidence washed over you.

you had remembered the lingerie set you bought a couple of months ago on impulse. it wasn’t like you were actually planning to fuck someone. you weren’t a virgin. you had taken a few polaroids of yourself wearing the dainty pink lace panties and the bra that was almost spilling your huge breasts.

“i’ve got a barbie you can play with.”

mike felt his cheeks go red. what was she implying? immediately, dirty thoughts went onto his pretty head. he had always thought that y/n l/n was hot, first of all, she was a cheerleader. she was pretty. he just chose to ignore those lingering feelings he had because he didn’t want a relationship.

“is this gonna be a one time thing?” he asked. they were both slowly closing the gap between them, feeling their hot breaths on each other. “it’s up to you, mike.” slowly sliding down her own straps of her pink gingham tank top.

“i don’t want it to be a one time thing.”

“so do i.”

those words made him push over the edge, as you pushed him to your bed and straddled him on top, grazing your fingers on the evident bulge in his jeans. he pulled you to his face and you guys started to make out.

you unbutton his shirt while his hands were fondling your thighs, later you came to unzip his jeans and later his underwear, leaving him completely unclothed. he went to pull your tank top until you stopped him.

“ah ah ah. you don’t get to touch me.”

“come on y/n. please let me touch you—“

“you have to work for it, baby”

feeling defeat, you had tied mike onto your bed posts. your bed didn’t look any different to your barbies’ clothes. it was all styled in pink and lace.

you teasingly take your shorts off. leaving you in your sheer pink panties that made mike drool at the sight of your pussy. sitting beside him, you slowly pull your panties showing him your glistening core.

“i wanna touch you so bad, barbie girl.”

“good things come to those who wait, ken.”

you unclipped your bra revealing your tits. mike watched your breasts move with a slack jaw, the tip of his dick having a shade of an angry red. of course, you didn’t fail to see that so you did him a favor.

“you’re so big mike” “how will you fit in me?” you showered him with praises that didn’t fail to make him moan as your fingers were wrapped around his cock with your spit coated in it.

you crawl on top of him, only for his mouth to be met with your cunt. immediately he latched his mouth onto your pussy, and licked a stripe up, leaving you shuddering with his touch. kitten licks turned into big licks. big licks turned into sucking. the sucking turned into him plunging his tongue in and out your throbbing core, making you catch your high and throw your head back in pleasure.

mike grabbed onto your hips to support you, further, his hands started to dig onto your supple skin. “m-mike— i’m close- oh god” the overstimulation made you feel weak. you eventually started grinding on his face. it had only been a few minutes yet this boy had made you come more than 2 times. you felt yourself release, him lapping up your juices with his tongue.

you pulled off his mouth and collapsed on the other side of the bed. “you alright?” he asked. he sat up and looked at you, noticing your chest was heaving up and down.

“i have an idea.”

“well, we can make that idea happen if you untie me.”

“oh i will.”

you had grabbed your lipstick shaped vibrator from the drawer of your nightstand, mike parting his lips in shock of all the toys you have hidden in your drawer. you quickly untied his wrists from the posts of your bed, him immediately getting on top of you and starting to kiss you.

“what are we gonna do with that little toy of yours?”

“use it on me, please.”

“mmh, what if i don’t wanna?”

“i don’t take no for an answer pretty boy.”

next thing you know, you were sprawled in your bed. legs parted wide and mike dragging the vibrator across your pussy. “o-oh! oh my god- fuck!” you said gripping the sheets. he had increased the speed of the toy, making you buck your hips unconsciously. surprisingly you squirt. (bye wtf im crying how does squirting even work)

“oh god, you’re a squirter-“ “shut up!”

“i wanna fuck you even more now”

“then do it mike”

he had lined his cock up your pussy and started to ease himself in slowly. he starts to pound in your pussy in a controllable speed, then it goes faster. faster until you feel like your back was going to break after all that arching. you could even see the tip of his cock visibly inside your womb.

“shit— you feel so good barbie.”

“faster- faster- please baby”

loud moans were heard across the room. you were thankful that your parents were away this week for a vacation in italy. if your parents were home, god you would’ve been grounded for half the year.

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“can i um— ask you something? its- its more of a favor but like—“

“what is it?”

“could you uh— ride me.”

you looked at him with a surprised look painted on your face. you didn’t expect him to ask you for a favor like that, as if you weren’t the one who started this fuck session with him. his cheeks were red out of embarrassment, you smiled as soon as you saw his face and agreed with his “favor”.

you flip each other’s positions, leaving him under you. you sink onto his dick, firstly, moving your hips back and forth, ending up with you vigorously bouncing on him.

his moans were loud. he was whining like a bitch, showering you with praises like “y/n you’re so good..” “so fucking beautiful” “you feel so great oh god—“ he felt himself slowly reaching his high. he didn’t have a condom on. “y-y/n i’m about to cum.” he spoke so softly.

“i didn’t put a condom on”

“it’s okay, you can do it inside.”

those words pushed him over the edge, releasing inside of you. as soon as you felt his cum inside you, the knots inside were erupted.

you collapsed on to the other side of the bed looking at him. his eyes shut and his lips parted, chest heaving.

“that was nice” you said. just so that the silence wasn’t so awkward.

“yeah. you know, i’ve always liked you.”

“you did?”

“yeah.” he said. kissing your lips softly. it wasn’t like anything you had done just a few seconds ago. it was a sweet kiss. the ones you share with pure love in it.

you guys were totally fucked up the next day tho, you had forgotten about the reason why he was even over at your house.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler smut #mike wheeler lemon #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler stranger things #stranger things imagines #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x reader smut #mike wheeler imagines #mike wheeler blurbs #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard smut

[ifangirlalot]

AHH I luv Rich w a shy reader 🤭 Could u maybe do him taking shy!readers virginity ahahhsjdhebskfj

˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐘!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring richie tozier ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

~smut!~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] mentions of prep fingering, oral (fem receiving) p in v, praising, just soft smut in general, sorry guys no filthy kinky stuff here this time <3

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ I think Richie actually would have took time to think out how he'd have sex with you for the first time, which is a first because Richie barely ever puts thought into anything. But really, that's only because joking about having sex is one thing, but actually doing it is like a different thing entirely.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Truth be told, Richie was nervous as fuck.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ You're a virgin, he's a virgin, neither of you have ever done anything remotely sexual, so how the hell is he supposed to do this? He'd been talking a big game about how big his cock was for weeks now, what if his dick isn't actually as big as he thought it was?

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Ultimately, he decided the best course of action was to do something romantic to make you feel comfortable. He invited you over when his parents weren't home, and right away you notice that he actually cleaned his room and had done a half decent job at combing his hair (which like, that's fucking pointless cuz like it's gonna end up messy anyways-) ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie started off slow, putting his hands on your shoulders while he gave you an oddly sensual kiss. Usually he just kissed you kind of roughly, which usually lead to a French kiss. But not this time. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he finally got down to knitty gritty, he was very careful, because he knew how shy and easily anxious you were. He was sure to ask you if certain things were okay before he actually did them, and asked for your preferences beforehand.

"Hey doll, can you touch here?" "Is it okay if I put my hand there?" "Do you want the lights off? It's totally fine if you do, but just so you know you're perfect and I'd love to see if you if you'll let me."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ If you wanted the lights off, he'd respect your wishes immediately and flick them off. His breath would hitch as you slowly allowed him to take your clothes off, one piece at a time. His mouth would greedily yet slowly trail kisses along your stomach and breasts while his hands stroked and rubbed at your thighs. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He'd make sure to meet your eyes for consent as his hands ran up your thighs and thumbed at the button of your shorts. As soon as you nodded, Richie would eagerly unbutton and unzip them, tugging them down your legs in a slow, yet clearly excited gesture.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He would place a kiss over your panties before pulling them down as well and gently lapping his tongue over your clit, eliciting a moan from you. He wasn't entirely sure what he was doing? But based on the noises you were making, he assumed that was a good thing and continued with it for a few more minutes before slowly pulling his mouth away, his lips swollen and wet from your juices, before slowly inserting a digit or two between your folds to prepare you.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie would carefully watch your face, see the redness on your cheeks as you anxiously glanced at his bedroom door as though you were afraid someone would hear the lewd sounds and suspect what you and Richie were up to.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He was quick to assure you.

"Hey, babydoll, just focus on me, okay? My parents are out, no one will hear you I promise. Just me, baby. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. All good, I swear."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he was finished prepping you with his fingers, he slowly undressed himself and removed his glasses with shaky hands. He took his time rolling a condom onto his length. He told himself it was so you had time to prepare, but really it was because he was nervous as all hell.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Soft, gentle strokes the whole time. His eyes are crinkled in pleasure while he breathes heavily and moans shakily. He's barely able to think straight, but he manages to ask how you're doing.

"Are you.. fuck, oh God oh fuck yeah.. you okay, baby?"

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When you're both finished, expect Richie to be all over you, in the cuddly, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, kinda way. After your first time, he'd be more protective over you, mostly because he feels more connected to you than he's ever felt.

[A Note From Zee] So, I'mma take a bit of a break on taking requests (since my inbox has like five more I have to answer, which I will get to I promise), but I have some ideas I wanna do first, thank you. My next post is probably going to be a Yandere Alphabet post since I saw someone else do it and decided I wanted to do it so. Look forward to that.

#💭 ۫⠀HEADCANON.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚ #⊹ . SMUT ۫ . #⊹ . FLUFF ۫ . #finn wolfhard #richie tozier #it chapter one #it chapter two #finn wolfhard x reader #richie tozier x reader #finn wolfhard smut #richie tozier smut #finn wolfhard fluff #richie tozier fluff #boris pavlikovsky #miles fairchild #trevor spengler #ziggy katz #mike wheeler

[vampvrisms]

🧷 | 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐋𝐘

𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

[warnings: none | genre: fluff]

(a/n; sorry if this is shit, i wrote it at 1:35 am.)

robin rubs her eyes lazily, slowly waking up from her slumber. she yawns quietly, turning over to face your sleeping form. the girl leans forward, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to your forehead, smiling softly as she notices you stirring awake. “morning, princess….” she murmurs, looking down at you lovingly. you open your (y/e/c) eyes slowly, grinning up at her. “good morning, beautiful.” you whisper, sitting up a bit and kissing her lips sweetly. she smiles against your lips, pulling you into her arms. you both cosy up against each other, wrapping the covers over the both of you. as the two of you snuggle up together in the warmth, the light rain outside mists up the bedroom window. robin bites her bottom lip, smiling, and reaches over to draw a heart on the window with her finger, intertwining her soft hand with yours after.

#robin buckley #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley smut #robin buckley x reader #fem reader #wlw #maya hawke #stranger things #stranger things x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #finn wolfhard x reader #girlblog

[paradiseismine]

Finn Wolfhard Headcanons

Pairing: Finn Wolfhard x f!reader

Warnings: a bit of fluff + lots of smut (but mostly soft smut, cause Finn is a gentleman)

Love note from Nina: I’ve just started this side blog due to the recent lack of new Finn smut content on here. Basically, I decided to take matters into my own hands. Requests are open and I’ll write for all of Finn’s characters (and Finn himself, duh), except for Richie. I hope you all like it, I can also take constructive criticism quite well (English is not my first language) :) anyways:

Fluff

- Finn Wolfhard was definitely born in the wrong era: you couldn’t believe that one of gen Z’s most prominent stars would simply love to show off some old timey chivalry.

- Whenever he’s going to drive you somewhere, he always gets out of his car, walks around it and opens the car door for you. When you reach the destination of each drive, he does the same thing, but also offers his hand to help you stand up.

- If he takes you to a restaurant, he’s also going to pull up your chair so you can sit - and, for God’s sake, you’re not even touching that bill. It’s always his treat. He just wants to make his girl happy, and you must let him, of course.

- Despite fame and all it includes, Finn is not hesitant in holding your hand or having his arm around your waist in public - as long as you’re okay with it. He loves to show you off, he’s so proud to have you as his girlfriend. Everyone around you must know that.

- Being a rising star, your schedules don’t always match perfectly, so he’s bound to spend a few weeks away every once in a while to film/direct something. That being said, one of his main love languages is gift giving: he loves to bring you little presents from all his work trips - mostly small dainty jewelry, beautifully knitted sweaters and well, basically anything that made him think of you while he was away.

Smut

- Whenever he gets back from a work trip, you already know what to expect: being showered in gifts and physical touch. He missed you a lot and you must know how much he did.

- Neck kisses are a must. Finn knows the exact spot that makes your knees buckle, and he’s not afraid to use that knowledge in his favor.

- There’s usually lots of whispering in your ear about how much he missed you, how good you smell, how smooth and perfect your skin is. Your earlobes are also getting plenty of nibbles and gentle sucking. He’s all about those pretty moans he gets out of your lips.

- When it comes to taking clothes off, Finn is always subtle and delicate. His fingers lightly trace your dress’ thin straps and pull them down slowly, giving you plenty of time to stop him if you want - but you’re always as hungry for him as he is for you.

- Each little piece of newly exposed skin gets its round of kisses and gentle touching. Finn worships your body and your soul more than anything else in the world. He wants you to know how much he appreciates you, he wants to make you feel safe in his arms at all times.

- When the time comes, Finn loves to eat your pussy. He loves the smell, the taste, the texture, everything. The way you shiver under his touch, hissing and squirming, always gets him hard in a split second. His big warm hands know their way both around and inside you: the perfect speed, pressure and angle. That boy is sure to make you cum and suck off his own fingers afterwards - you taste so good he can’t get enough.

- Finn’s a gentleman, of course, so he takes the “ladies first” thing quite seriously. If you haven’t already cum at least three times, your pussy is not soaking wet and you’re not begging him to enter you, you’re not ready for him yet. He takes his sweet time driving you crazy before claiming you.

- As he lines up with your sweet entrance, he always always always looks you in the eye and asks, his voice faint with lust “may I?” As desperate as he is to get engulfed by your delicious cunt, he still finds consent to be the hottest thing ever - and so do you.

- After he gets a verbal response (‘cause I swear that boy can be such a tease if you simply moan), he usually starts off gently, letting your body adjust to both his length and girth. His dick is so thick it still needs some patience and adjusting, even after all this time you’ve been together.

- He keeps his thrusts at a slow pace until you’re satisfied. Then, and only then, he speeds up and allows himself to release. Finn absolutely loves to spill into you, filling you up with warm ropes of his cum. You’re his and only his, and somehow, he feels as if cumming inside you is a way to show you that. To show you that he owns you.

- After you two come down from your highs, it’s all cuddles and pillow talk. Finn is mostly a big spoon, but won’t mind being a little spoon if you want him to.

- In the end, all he wants is to have you in his arms as long as possible, savoring the peace and the warmth he gets from feeling your heartbeat and your body touching his. You’re everything he’s ever wanted.

#finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler x reader #finn wolfhard smut #Finn fluff #finn wolfhard fluff #fluff #smut #headcanon #finn headcanons #miles fairchild #trevor spengler #mike wheeler #female reader #imagine #rockstar girlfriend #and yes I’ve just tagged this rockstar girlfriend cause Finn is #he is a rockstar

[s1ater]

perfect match.

pairings. steve harrington x fem!reader

about. steve has a little crush.

warnings. gif not mine, foul language maybe

ricky rocks. send me an inbox message 🫶🫶

steve always felt like he was trapped in his own body after his world got flipped upside down when unexplainable things invaded hawkins as well as his own life and getting into college was no longer his biggest problem.

—and of course, when nancy broke up with him. and what was once home, was now just a shell that carried him around from one place to another.

everything he found fun before didn’t strike him with the same excitement. he suddenly became hyper aware of everything and where his life seemed to be heading toward; which wasn’t bad, just something nobody really wants—a cookie cutter life that resembled exactly his parents.

until he met you.

you were a lot different compared to a lot of girls he had met and put himself into social situations with. you were smart, sarcastic, witty, and actually had things going for you; hobbies, a job, things that mattered in the long run.

you were exactly what steve needed—according to dustin. and he wasn’t wrong; steve just wished he had realized that a lot sooner.

“harrington, i didn’t realize you still came to parties,” the first time he really saw you was when you were leaned on your forearms as you came to fill your red solo cup with the red punch placed on the island as an offering to all. steve stood on the other side, staring off into space while thinking he should have never came until your slight sweet smile came into sight.

“yeah, me too,” he sighed, sounding sorrowful as he took a drink from his own solo cup, trying to pay attention to who was speaking to him—he almost thought it was his own conscious reminding him there were better things to be doing.

“you’re too cool for all this now?”

“something like that.”

you hummed, finishing up the pouring of the punch. you had honestly hoped to get more out of him, but his mouth was practically a steel trap and he didn’t seem exactly present, so you walked off with a nod.

it took him awhile to recognize you, and your name didn’t hit him until it was too late and you had already crossed the room.

**

a month later steve was parked outside of dustin’s house, tapping his fingers lightly against his car, humming to the song on the radio patiently waiting for dustin to come outside when you were walking to get your mail and your eyes caught onto the familiar burgundy BMW parked across the street. you slightly grinned from where you stood.

maybe you could get him this time.

“hey, stranger,” you slightly tipped your head as you bent down to see him properly through his rolled down window, smiling once he turned his head, almost shocked to see your face. “didn’t know you hung around here.”

“oh-i don’t-i-i’m just picking up a friend.”

oh he was already starting off so rough.

“right,” you leaned back to your normal posture, looking to the henderson house for recognition. “didn’t know you ran with the middle schoolers now.”

he nervously laughed, already knowing this would eventually happen; someone would find out that he was practically best friends with an eighth grader—really his only friend at the moment.

“don’t worry i won’t tell,” you winked just as dustin came stumbling down his front lawn to steve’s passenger seat, already taking note of you.

you were already beginning to walk away with your hands shoved into your jackets pockets and steve suddenly felt a rush of embarrassment almost, “it’s not what it looks like.”

“i’m sure it isn’t,” you called back to him.

“really, there’s more to it.”

“maybe you can tell me all about it sometime.”

steve sighed seeing you were already on your own front lawn—therefore too far to continue to explain himself without seeming like a douche.

“who’s that?”

“huh?” steve almost forgot about dustin as he turned to face him.

“that girl, who is that?”

“oh, just some… girl who’s in my physics class,” he was already having a hard time trying to explain it. he felt caught.

“just some girl?” he quirked a brow, not believing the shallowness of the statement.

“what?”

“dude,” dustin already had that blunt look on his face that steve hated so much—something that made him feel dumb as he stared back, waiting for the explanation to his dumbfounded voice. “that’s not just some girl, that’s like.. some girl you want to take home.”

“what?” okay, now he was really lost.

“what’s her name?”

“i don’t know, y/n?”

“you don’t know?”

“yes, i do know, it’s y/n.”

“good,” dustin shook his head, “because you gotta get on that, man.”

“what, no,” steve’s face screwed up, slightly caught off guard with the suggestion. “no way.”

“what do you mean, steve. did you not see that, she was flirting with you.”

“you’re on something henderson,” steve shook his head. “she was not flirting with me.”

“‘maybe you can tell me about it sometime?’” dustin repeated your words, hoping to lay it out better for him, “dude, steve, if that doesn’t mean ‘let’s have a candle lit dinner’ then i don’t know what does.”

he has to think about it for a minute, his head slightly turning as he leans on his wheel, thinking over the conversation the both of you just had ten seconds ago, “oh, she was definitely flirting.”

“see!”

“there is no way you’re giving me advice on girls right now,” steve shook his head, now moving the car into drive. “there’s no way.”

“hey, someone’s gotta give it to you,” dustin shrugs, “you’re losing your touch, harrington.”

“shut up.”

**

it seemed now everywhere he went you appeared. and you were no longer initiating the encounters, it was more of steve’s eyes wandering and they happened to stumble upon you walking down the hall. he cursed himself for noticing you first and your eyes not being there to meet his.

he didn’t understand the feeling eating at his chest as time passed and he thought about you more and more and with barely knowing you. he really wasn’t even sure if the name he had for you was correct.

“thinking about her?”

“jesus, henderson,” steve slightly flinched as dustin fell into the seat next to him on the couch without warning.

“thinking about who?” robin’s ears perked as she suddenly took interest to the conversation just starting.

the three of them currently sat in steve’s basement for a movie night that had been constantly requested by both dustin and robin until steve finally caved—and was now deeply regretting.

“y/n y/l/n.”

good, he was right.

“really?” robins eyebrows raised in surprised. “not the typical bimbo you go for, this is new for you steve.”

“what do you mean.. y/n’s not a bimbo--i don’t go for bimbos.”

“my point exactly, it’s a little concerning,” robin slightly shrugs, “but i’m sorry my friend, you do in fact usually go for bimbos.”

“i do not-“ steve raises his hands before looking over to dustin for help but the boy only nods, having to agree with robin. “okay, whatever, i don’t even like her.”

dustin rolls his eyes, “who were you just thinking about then, huh?”

steve’s cheeks turn red and he can’t help but roll his eyes, “shove off, henderson.”

he begins to giggle, shoving an accusing finger into steve’s face, “you like someone.”

“yeah, yeah, don’t get too excited,” he slaps dustin’s finger out of his face but it doesn’t stop dustin from continuing to sing in mock.

“that’s a first,” robin huffs, “you sure this isn’t just another kelly situation where you think you’re in love but it’s actually just her butt?”

“who said anything about love, or like for that matter? you guys are just jumping ahead of yourselves.”

dustin continues to sing in the background as he hops foot to foot, making robin give him a pointed look, “match maker here seems to think it’s serious.”

“he’s delusional.”

“well,” robin slightly tips her head, “you have seem really distant recently, steve. and y/n y/l/n, whoo, i’d say she’s definitely an improvement from any past love interests.”

“you’re both delusional.”

**

“we gotta stop meeting like this.”

steve almost jumps, looking up through his car window to see your face. once again, you had caught him in the midst of your neighborhood and outside of dustin’s house.

“jesus,” he looks up to you, a lopsided smile twitching onto his lips, “you a stalker now, y/n?”

“you’d like that, wouldn’t you, harrington,” you smiled, shaking your head, standing up to your real posture. “i think you’re the one stalking since you are the one parked right across from my house.”

he scoffed, “you live right across-“

“from your eighth grade best friend?” you raised a brow, making him roll his eyes. “a little weird.”

“do you have anything else better to do than to be making fun of me?”

“no, not really,” you pressed your lips together in a thin line, shaking your head.

he sighs, slightly shaking his own in thought, not knowing if he was about to regret what he was going to do next. he thinks, biting his lip before tilting his head, “get in.”

“excuse me?“

“hop in…my car?” he nods his head toward the passenger seat once more and it takes a minute for you, with your own thoughts, to decide whether or not this was a good idea. you think not, but you still round the car and get into the seat.

“this how you treat all your girlfriends?”

“maybe.”

“funny,” you shook your head, slightly smiling.

“what?”

“just never thought i’d be sitting in steve harrington’s car outside of little dusty henderson’s house.”

“now, why not?”

“oh, you’re too cool for me,” you say sarcastically, looking over to him.

“really, me?” he quirks a brow, smiling, but you could see confusion tainting his expression—he didn’t know if you were serious or not, or even what to make of your statement.

“really, you,” you nodded, “everyone worshipped you, steve… but then you just like disappeared, and even then people still worship you.” you frowned, not understanding the reverence of high school.

you liked steve, you didn’t mind him and had no problem with him, but the obsession some people had with him, you didn’t understand and you almost found quite annoying.

his disappearance and lack of attendance at parties and functions that “popular” kids attended to was something strange and unlike him. he was missed; you didn’t really care, but a lot of people did.

“yeah… right,” he sighed, looking down to his lap for a moment, thinking of all that had happened in the past year before looking back up to you. it seemed his mood was suddenly struck down at your sentence, but you didn’t understand why.

“why?”

“i don’t know,” he shrugged, “there just seemed no point in them anymore.”

“right.”

“what, you don’t believe me?”

“not really.”

“wow,” he says, “and i suppose you find them so much fun, don’t you?”

“well, yeah.”

he narrowed his brows, “girl like you? there’s no way you do.”

“what do you mean by that?” you scowled at him, taking offense.

“i don’t mean it in a bad way,” he’s quick to defend, throwing up his arms, “all i’m saying is that… you seem better than that, y’know? i’ve noticed you before, and you’re not like… a lot of those girls.”

“thanks?” you don’t know if you should take it as a compliment, but you love the way he seems flustered, trying to explain, almost embarrassed.

“yeah,” his voice is low, barely above a whisper, almost not wanting to unsettle the awkward silence. he know turns to look at you, “you don’t-“

he’s interrupted once you lean forward, pressing your lips against his.

he’s surprised, almost not processing what was happening until it hit him like a rock all at once and he finally kissed you back. you couldn’t believe yourself. never had you ever been this bold, but it was now or never, and you had been waiting to do this for awhile.

his hand clasped the side of your face, his other placing on your waist, pulling you further and closer to him till some part of you that isn’t your lips, was touching him.

he smelled of soap and laundry detergent and whatever product was in his hair. he smelled good and you didn’t want to pull away, especially since he was a good kisser, a real good one.

the rumors weren’t wrong.

he moved slow, like he wasn’t worried about time, and his lips were perfectly in sync to yours. but steve was almost overwhelmed, worried that he’d mess up even as this was one of the things he was good at.

you now pulled away, breathing shallowly but smiling as you look to him with a sparkle in your eye. he smiled back, but was finding it hard to keep consistent eye contact.

“are you blushing?” you smiled, slowly pulling away from his body. “is the steve harrington blushing?”

“shut up,” he smiled, his tongue poking into the side of his cheek as he glanced to his lap. “you’re not looking so hot either.”

“shut up, harrington,” you rolled your eyes, lightly shoving him. “i’m getting out of the car now.”

“wait, why?” he’s eager now, watching you shift in your seat.

“because i’m pretty sure your boyfriend just got a show,” you jerk your thumb to dustin who’s standing on his porch with a wide smile. you look back to steve who curses under his breath. “don’t worry,” you get out of the car now, “we’ll see each other again… maybe.”

“oh, c’mon now,” he calls out to you as you round his car, making your way back to your own home, “don’t be like that… call me!”

“so,” dustin is suddenly in his front seat, grinning from ear to ear, “are you two a perfect match, or are you two a perfect match?”

navigation.

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[fuqsketti]

Making out with Mike and getting caught by Holly/Mrs. Wheeler?

caught || mike wheeler x reader

A/N tysm for the request!! <3

unedited

warnings : not smut but a bit heated?? fluff

Y/n had been going to daily outings with her boyfriends friends for years now, nothing new.

All of Mike’s friends had left one by one after spending the majority of the day hanging out with the couple, with the exception of Dustin, who just couldn't seem to get the hint.

“Dusty bun.” Mike teased, in the girliest voice he could muster.

Dustin didn’t even look up from the lego set he was building.

“Stop it- i’m focusing.”

Mike’s face contorted into a scowl

“Doesn’t Suzy normally call you around this time?” He asked, tapping his watch to emphasize his point.

Dustin- again - didn’t look up.

“No, I still have a whole hour before my dearest lovebug calls.” He murmured while placing another lego where it belonged.

Y/n watched this all with an amused smile, she knew what Mike was up to- of course she did.

“Give up.” She mouthed to Mike when he looked at her defeated.

Mike shook his head then turned back to Dustin.

“Hey Dustin.”

Dustin sighed, obviously annoyed and looked up at Mike.

“What Mike?” He said with an obvious attitude that almost made Y/n break into laughter.

Mike smacked his arm

“Your walkie talkie, where is it?” He asked.

Dustin shrugged hitting Mike back in the thigh.

“At home.” He answered.

“Go get it.” Mike said.

Dustin gave him a weird look before asking,

“Why? Why would I do that?”

Mike turned to Y/n once again to telepathically ask why Dustin would have to do that, but Y/n merely responded with a shrug.

“I got these new…” Mike started then trailed off as he looked around his basement for answers.

“Batteries!”

“Y/n bought them for me.” He added, smiling to try and seem convincing.

“Okay?” Dustin was definitely skeptical, putting down his legos on the table.

“They have a new formula, or mechanics.” Mike uttered, he was never too good at lying but he looked at Y/n and decided to press forward.

“Apparently you won’t ever have to replace them, they stay charged.”

“Bullshit.” Dustin scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“No, no, i’m serious.” Mike assured him, nudging Y/n.

“Mhm.” She hummed, nodding enthusiastically.

“Fine.” Dustin sighed, getting up off the ground and dusting his shorts off.

“But if I come back here and those batteries don’t work your giving me one of your comics.”

“Can I choose which one?” Mike called after Dustin, watching him go to the back door.

“Nope.” Dustin chirped then walked right out.

“See you in a bit!”

“Bye!” Y/n called after him.

When Y/n turned her attention back to Mike, he had moved from the other side of the couch to her side, peppering her face in kisses. Despite the fact that she was certain she had only taken her eyes off him for a mere second.

She was never too good at the whole intimacy thing, she didn’t know what to do or where to start but Mike always seemed to. He somehow just knew.

To say it was intimidating was a bit of an understatement.

Mike had moved his kisses down to her neck, and she couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation.

She could feel Mike smile against her skin.

A slight twinge of pain, caused her gasp

“Mike-!” The eager boy chuckled biting down on her neck.

Mike always did this; He would buy them some time, make the moves on her, and then laugh when they were inevitably caught by his friends.

It had happened one to many times already.

She assumed he enjoyed the thrill.

Maybe he enjoyed seeing her flustered when caught- or maybe liked the idea of everyone knowing who she belonged to.

She wasn’t sure of which and she sure as hell wasn’t gonna ask.

“Shh.” He shushed her then kissed the spot he had just abused.

She whimpered again, a bit louder this time.

Mike pulled back from her with a smile as he brought a finger to her lips.

“Stop being so loud.” He whispered, with a laugh.

“Don’t wanna get caught.”

He patted his lap and she laughed at how dorky he tended to be yet-still climbed on.

He smiled at her before leaning in, she leaned back, offended that he called her loud, although she knew it to be true.

“Please?” He whispered, his face contorting into a pout.

She chuckled lowly as she complied, closing the gap, their lips moving in sync as soon as they connected.

Mike was a calculated kisser, he took his time, analyzing what she liked, what she seemed overwhelmed by and most importantly what made her buck her hips against his.

He swiped his tounge against her bottom lip to ask for an entrance.

She denied, he growled, one of his wandering hands sliding up her shirt, his cold touch against her warm back making her gasp-

He took advantage and slipped his tongue right in, beginning to play with her bra hinge.

It was always a mystery to Mike Wheeler how those contraptions worked.

His other hand cupped her breast, as their tongue battled for dominance and there she did it. His favorite thing. Her hips bucked against his almost instinctively.

“Good?” He pulled away, a bit out of breath as he whispered- she nodded eagerly, although out of breath, she still pressed those frantic little kisses all over his face, grinding against him the whole time.

He smiled as his hand finally figured out how to unclasp the bra, their lips reconnected, quickly. This time Mike had no patience to be calculated- he just wanted it all.

“What are you guys doing?” A small voice chirped, both teens practically have a heart attack toppling off each-other.

Holly, mikes younger sister, had somehow managed to sneak down into the basement undetected.

“Nothing-!” They both shouted in unison, Y/n quickly moving to cover her breasts- although her bra was not fully off, and her shirt was still on, she still felt exposed.

“Why were you sucking on her face?” Holly asked innocently, tilting her head like a puppy.

“I wasn’t-!” Mike shouted, his face red.

“Oh my god.” Y/n gasped then got up thinking of something quick to distract the young girl.

“Cmon Holly- Uh, let’s go make some lunch.”

Holly grabs onto Y/n’s hand and they start walking towards the stairs

“What we’re you guys doing?” She asked again.

“Nothing sweetie, cmon.” Y/n smiled and let Holly go ahead of her on the stairs since she had heard mike stand up from the couch.

“No- you stay here.” she demanded turning on her heel to look at her boyfriend.

“Why-?” He asked

Instead of answering she lets her eyes talk, them leading down to his…y’know.

“Jesus.” He gripes, covering it with his hands quickly.

“I’ll be right back Mike.” She leans forward and kisses his cheek

“Mhm, make sure you lock the door when you come back.” He says with a smile as he crinkles his eyes.

“Whatever.” She teased walking right up,

Yeah, they are never doing that again

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[w-wolfhard]

hiii :) I love your theme btw

Can you write some Mike Wheeler fluff, where he gets a bit jealous and annoyed and he doesn't know how to express his emotions so he just shows her a lot of affection when they're alone, like kisses and cuddling.

Thank you <33

JEALOUS by eyedress.

pairing : fem!reader x mike wheeler

warning(s) : none.

wrds frm seb! : first off, TYSMM 🫶 second of all, LOOK WHO'S BACK BABIESSSSS!! yup, me!! third of all, this is so mike LMAOO😭 luv this sm. p.s. this is hella short so sorry sorry

whenever mike got jealous, he would always try to not show it. but even though he tries to hide it, the aggitated expression is clearly visible on his face.

everytime he sees you talking with another guy, he can't help but feel a pang of jealousy. he knows you wouldn't be disloyal with him, and that he's the only guy you love but he still gets jealous anyway. he can't help it!

mike hates it when other guys flirt with you. why is that guy flirting with my girlfriend? he scoffs. he doesn't wanna seem like an ass, so he doesn't say anything to you about it 'cause maybe the guy is just trying to be friendly and he's overthinking it. but no way! my girlfriend's way too pretty and funny for him to be talking to her in a friendly way. he totally likes her. he thinks again.

the frown on his face could reach the ground, and his shoulders drop– his posture is horrendous as he watches and (barely) listens to the conversation you two have.

when you notice his expression change, you ask him what's wrong, but he brushes it off which leaves you confused most of the time.

then the second you arrive at home, mike is smothering you with affection. when you're laying down, watching tv, he's laying on you with his arms wrapped around your waist. he'll occasionally mutter a few words, and press a few kisses on your skin. "are you alright mike?" you asked him, running your hands through his hair.

"peachy." he replied. he dug his head into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent.

"you sure? you looked upset earlier when i was talking to that guy?"

he sighed, "that was earlier. i'm in right now."

"what does that even mean?"

"it means that that was earlier, right now i'm content since i'm in your arms." he mumbled. "that guy – he totally had a fat crush on you. i bet he did." he said lazily. you could tell that he was probably falling asleep by the way he was speaking.

"and why do you think that?"

"he laughed at every little thing you said or did. not in a way where he was making fun of you but in a way where he has a crush on you."

"sure mike," you laughed. "all he did was ask for directions. he was only laughing because he went the total opposite way." you sighed. "and even so, you're the only one i have eyes for mike. i have the fattest crush on you."

despite the boy being half asleep, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "no i totally knew that." he murmured. "i also have the fattest biggest crush on you too. we should date."

"we should date. we'd make a pretty cute couple." you chuckled at the boy. next thing you know, you felt his scattered breathing against your neck which meant he fell asleep. you sighed contentedly.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler fluff #finn wolfhard #stranger things #w-wolfhard #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x reader fluff #✿┊𝐬𝐞𝐛'𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬!

[l0vem00nlight]

♥︎ Observation ♥︎

Character:Miles Fairchild

Genre:Fluff

Reader:Gender Neutral

Warnings:None

You’ve been told that Miles isn’t a pleasing person. Miles is very strange, you won’t deny that. He does have a creepy aura around him that was no secret. Others call him weird, a freak—just horrible names in general. You’ve heard it all. You seen it all. You heard about his parents passing and it really made you feel bad for him. You couldn’t bare to imagine the dread if that happened to not one but both of your parents. You’re not sure if they were good parents though. Even if they weren’t you bet that it would still be upsetting in a bittersweet way to lose them both.

Miles has never spoken to you. He doesn’t speak to anyone in the school. He’s all stare. He sometimes stares outside through the window in the classroom. He sometimes stares in space. You aren’t sure if you ever saw him talk to anyone at all.

He sometimes doesn’t wear the assigned uniforms the school has. Teachers don’t pick with him about it anymore due to the amount of times he’s done it.

Miles has a nail biting problem. He bites his nails to the brim and there is no more.

So many observations. So many things that you know about Miles. You know how he skips class. You know how he doesn’t eat lunch at all. You know that he walks from school. No, your not stalking him. It’s just your eyes wander off. Miles is a troubled child and you know it. It’s as if you read him as if he were a book. Even though you know all the stuff that others around him doesn’t know—you don’t know how he looks at you.

Miles stares at you sometimes in class. He knows that you have pretty eyes. He can stare at them for ages. He knows that you like to listen to music. He sees you with your headphones in at the end of the school day.

Miles knows that you follow the rules of the school. You’re a good student. You always come to school with your uniform and all your supplies that are needed.

Miles knows that your not good at math. That’s okay though. He’s not good at math either.

He knows that you have the most prettiest smile. He doesn’t know why you cover your mouth when you smile. He can still see that smile of yours despite you hovering a hand over it.

Miles isn’t stalking you. As much as that seems surprising. His eyes just wanders off and it always seems to fall upon you. He knows things that some others may not know about you. He cant help it.

Miles knows that you probably won’t ever talk to him. Just like how he won’t ever probably talk to you. It’s not like he dislikes you or you dislike him. You both know this. But how can you both know this when you two don’t even speak? How can you know all these things but you two don’t ever say not one word to another? It’s just the things. It’s just the observations that keeps you going. Yes, you may not talk the one another but that doesn’t prevent you two from knowing things about each other. You know that Miles likes dark colors more than light colors… of course you can’t give a direct answer you never spoke. Miles knows that you enjoy music, he doesn’t know what genre though cause he never talked to you. The two of you know things about each other but you won’t ever speak.

But that’s okay. Watching things from afar is sometimes better than face to face.

#finn wolfhard #reader insert #stranger things x reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #miles fairchild #miles fairchild x reader #the turning #oneshot #fluff

[wolfhard13]

Clingy boy<3

Mike Wheeler x fem!reader

Warnings: Fluff, clingy, cute and love<3

Pov: Mike Wheeler being clingy to you.

♧ When Mike's clingy, he gets clingy like really clingy

♧ HE LOVES to hold onto your arm and your waist and snuggle his head into the crook of your neck

♧ Mike likes, no, adores when your clingy too because it gives him an excuse to be clingy back

♧ Mike grew up not receiving much affection as a child so I image he's touch-starved so give him all the love he deserves<3

♧ His favourite thing to do is cuddle with you and you play with his hair and I think he grew it out a little so you'd play with it more and he really likes it

♧ He doesn't really know how to say 'I love you' because he didn't grow up with it so he expresses himself with touch and quality time

♧ Mike likes when he's clingy and you allow it and youre not ashamed like your proud of it and you show him off and you encourage it like you put your arms in his so he can cuddle it or hold his hand and put it in your lap or his

♧ Mike tends to get a little possessive when he's clingy like not in a bad way just like he doesn't let you go anywhere without him and he constantly wants to be with you 24/7 (and you better give him the loves he needs<3)

♧ He likes to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist when your with your friends and drag you away, giggling because he stole you and now your his

♧ He would totally deathstare any guy who would stare or look at the both of you and feel a little insecure so you have to reassure him and make sure he knows your his and his only and obvi let him be clingy all he wants<3

♧ Mike's a sweet boy and deserves all the love in the world<3 I love you Mikey<3

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[finalgirlfae]

love language, finn wolfhard

pairings: finn wolfhard x afab!reader

tags: fluff, smutty, finn wolfhard

the sound of soft pants wrinkled throughout the room as the green bed sheets scrunched beneath you. your hands cupped finn’s face, pushing deeper into the kiss you two found yourselves in as his hands roamed at your sides. they seemed a bit hesitant, delaying his needed touch.

“you can touch me”

a whisper from you was all the reassurance that the boy needed. he pushed closer to you, deepening the kiss and chasing friction between the two of you. you felt your face heat up as he pulled your body down more. his back supported by the headboard, you leaned forward a bit more to him. the speed of the kiss began slow down as his hands moved from your waist and into your hair, massaging your scalp a it.

a small sigh of pleasure escaped your mouth as his hands left your hair, cupping and squeezing your boobs. you moaned against his lips, a feeling of lightheaded euphoria fogged your brain. you were really in this boys room, sat on his lap and making out with him. your hips began to rotate, moving back and forth as a small whimper erupted from the boy below you.

you pulled down gently from the kiss, instead beginning to place soft and pepper kisses against his neck. finn squirmed beneath you, his hands now rubbing up and down your arms. he pulled away for a second, using his nose to push your chin up. now he was the one kissing your neck, nipping and sucking at all the right spots.

the kisses tickled your hot skin, one bouncing as it ricocheted of another, all of them working to create and indescribable sensation.

“do you have a condom?”

you whispered. he stopped kissing your neck and looked up, brown eyes lovestruck and slightly in awe.

“we’re going all the way?”

you combed your hands through his hair before cupping his face and kissing his lips for a second, you both sighed contently.

you pulled back. “i’m ready if you are.”

finn nodded at you, going back to kissing. he pulled you into a hug, flipping the two of you over so he could be on top.

you giggled as the boy now above you rapidly searched through his nightstand for a condom.

“shh.” his eyes were focused in on the dresser but his hand made its way to your boob, squeezing and playing with it. finally, he pulled out a square silver wrapper.

“ready?”

“ready.”

#fluff #smutty #finn wolfhard x y/n #finn wolfhard smut #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard #when you finish saving the world

[emstompedie]

принцесса (Boris x Fem!Reader) PT.1

Boris Pavlikovsky x Fem!Reader

beforehand: smut; fluff; p/in v; choking; kinky

You found yourself back at his house. After weeks of vowing to yourself you don't need him.

You were currently in his bedroom on top of his lap, laughing your ass off. You both had drank and did a bit of weed.

His hands laid on your thighs.

"Mmmm милый.. So sexy..." he groaned. You giggled and began to dance a bit, grinding softly on his crotch.

"You like that love?" you smiled. He nodded.

"Such a good girl needs a reward hm? Yes..."

You began to take off your shirt and soon you were exposed in your black bra. Your big breasts catching his eyes.

"Strip for me more." he demanded. You obeyed.

You got up from his lap and gave him a show.

You saw his hand trail to his jeans and unzip his pants. After a bit, his cock sprang out, he began stroking himself.

"Don't stop принцесса... Keep on going." he said, whimpering a bit.

You began dancing like a hooker, touching and teasing yourself in front of him. Soon he couldn't take him.

In a span of a few seconds, he had gotten up, pushed you on the bed, and moved your bra to expose your round milky breasts.

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[drewsprettygirl]

little miss. 💋 ༉‧₊˚.

mike wheeler x fem! reader

slight! smut. we don’t get into p in v in this fic.

age pairing: 18+

small heads up, you’ll be the angela in the story. angela is y/n. this takes place in the roller rink scene, aged up. ( pls don’t interact if you’ll just shade down my fic regarding mike. i’ve seen so many mike writers getting hate over this situation. i only write for fun. )

you were eyeing this boy, beside that jane hopper. he looked so eye-catching; there was something about him that made warmth pool inside of you.

the way his hands held jane’s. you wanted that.

sure you had jake, he was a really cute guy.

but this? you had to have him. and you took the chance.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

“milkshakes? yum!”

why is y/n here. i’m supposed to be enjoying this, but she’s starting to ruin it. mike was just talking about how his milkshake was better. did she watch him?

she strutted across the floor on her skates, fixating her gaze on — mike?

“where oh where have you been hiding this handsome thing?”

y/n looked at him with soft eyes, the eyes where you would think “oh she’s such an angel” in your head. but no. she’s so much worse.

i didn’t know how to react. “uh— y/n.”

“th — this is mike. my boyfriend. “

she’s reaching her hand out to him.

“y/n. pleasure.”

her words melt like butter. she says it smoothly.

mike’s looking at her so— dreamily. i look down into my lap. why does she always have to ruin the good things.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

is this the girl el’s been talking about? she’s—pretty. like good pretty, not the kind you’d hear as a friendly compliment. she’s seriously pretty.

mike, stop.

you have a girlfriend. you have el.

she looks so dreamy.

“y/n. pleasure.”

what the fuck. she looks so— pretty. the way she talks its so smoothly. like—like i can listen to her speak all day.

“heard a lot about you, it’s really cool to finally meet one of el— jane’s friends. “

“friends?”

she’s laughing. was there something wrong with i said? what the fuck is wrong with my head today.

“yeah! super. come on friend.”

she pulls el to the roller rink. i can’t help but watch the way her hips roll every time she skates.

i feel her eyes on me, wait does she feel the same? isn’t the guy beside her a bit ago her boyfriend? she smiles at me. i feel my cheeks burning. i need a mirror.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

the local snitch and her little milkshake. hilarious, luckily her boyfriend wasn’t there to see. he’s still in the restroom. i need to see him.

“jake, i need some air. i’ll be outside.”

“okay.”

jake doesn’t seem to care, but i do. he tells me he loves me, but i dont feel the same. we’re just together for a reason. i lied when i told him that i loved him.

i walked to the restroom that mike went in and saw him, washing his face.

“are you okay? your face better be clean at this point.”

“oh— y/n! hi. whaddya doing?”

“just to wash my hands. you know, jane isn’t the person she is.”

he looks at me confused.

“what do you mean exactly..?”

“let’s just say she doesn’t need to find out. you know?”

i strut towards him, my hips swaying every so slightly and wrap my arms around his neck. i look into his eyes, they’re so pretty and doe-like.

୨⎯ " ♡ " ⎯୧

he has his hands on her, inside the bathroom stall. roaming around her body while kissing her passionately. she tugged on his hair, causing his head to arch back and moan softly.

“mmph..” mike started to kiss her jawline to her neck to her cleavage, sucking on it leaving pretty pinks and purples across her collar.

“y/n, you’re so pretty.”

he kisses harder on her and starts to moan softly. they were lucky nobody was in the bathroom right now, otherwise they would’ve been caught.

“you’re so gorgeous.”

a peck on her jaw.

“you’re so beautiful.”

a warm open-mouthed kiss to her cleavage.

“can i?”

he looks at her for consent. he wanted her top off her, she was clouding his head. he couldn’t think about el. it was all y/n. y/n. y/n.

“yes.”

“i don’t know how you could be so hot, miss.”

she presses a kiss on his jawline and lets off a small giggle.

he pulls her shirt off and throws it to the floor.

his eyes trail to her chest to her hips and to her stomach, admiring her.

“i don’t know how el would have friends like these..”

“el? who’s el?”

crap. i wasn’t supposed to say that. he thought.

“uh— that’s jane. just a nickname.”

“oh. okay then.”

the two kissed each other leaving a trail of saliva on their lips, and smashing their lips together again as he undoes her bra.

she moans softly against his left hand, muffling her moans as he starts to suck her right breast and fondle her left breast with the other hand.

he kisses her breasts and immediately hears someone calling his name outside the restroom door.

“shit. i hear will outside.”

“do you really have to go?”

“what if he finds us!”

“then let him be.”

she then pecks an open mouthed on his neck and looks at him with doe eyes, making him fixate his gaze on her. he noticed how long her lashes were, how her bangs framed her face properly, how her lips were such a pretty shape and how her eyes twinkled in the dim light of the restroom.

“we can’t let him see, how about this. you and me, later?”

“fine. only because it’s you. see ya.”

that was the last thing she said to him.

those words were the last thing he heard from her until his girlfriend, el, jane, whatever. smashed a roller skate on y/n’s head.

he didn’t know that right after that session with you, that el asked you to say sorry. he had caught a glimpse of el thrown into the ground, but he thought it was all jokes.

blood was trickling on her face, she looked devastated. he was devastated. not because of the plans they were about to have tonight, because of el. he didn’t understand why she would do something like that. was there something that he missed? he thought you guys were friends.

“oh—oh my god..”

“holy shit el. what did you do.”

oh, if only he knew what you did to el.

if only el knew what you did to him.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler smut #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler angst #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler stranger things #mike wheeler stranger things 4 #hellfire club #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard smut

[ifangirlalot]

˗ˏˋ 𝐙𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ˎˊ˗ | idk guys, i tried-

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ 💭 ۫⠀MILES FAIRCHILD.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Lesson One &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Top!Reader x Sub!Boyfriend &&* NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀BORIS PAVLIKOVSKY.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Foreplay Headcanons &&* Riding A Foreign &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀FINN WOLFHARD.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Hopelessly Pinning &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Hot, Heavy, and Handsome &&* Yandere!Finn Alphabet &&* "Method" Acting &&* Pussy Eater &&* Worship & Praise

💭 ۫⠀RICHIE TOZIER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Digits &&* Bottom!Richie x Top!Reader &&* Richie Taking Shy!Reader's Virginity &&* Richie Fingering Shy!Reader &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* How Long Has it Been Since You've Eaten?

💭 ۫⠀ZIGGY KATZ.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Gettin' Jiggy With Ziggy

💭 ۫⠀MIKE WHEELER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Sauce With The Boss &&* I'm Sorry The World Is Failing You &&* Digits

💭 ۫⠀SAL FISHER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Softie Toppy &&* Top!Reader x Sub!Boyfriend &&* Sal x Injured!Reader &&* Sal With A Hard To Please SO &&* Is That My Shirt Babe?

💭 ۫⠀LINK.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* BOTW/TOTK!Link NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀TICCI TOBY.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Headcanons [tba]

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[thedoctorisinlove]

boris pavlikovsky; physical touch headcanons

genre : fluff

pairing : boris pavlikovsky x gender neutral reader

disclaimer : reader addressed as "princess" by boris, mentions of dissociation

author's note : i was literally listening to "a match into water" by pierce the veil while writing this entire thing at like 3am 😭. i haven't proofread this yet but i might when i wake up.

⋆ boris is a very affectionate person, he's very big on pda. so the moment you both start dating one another, i kid you not, the entire school probably already knows by now.

⋆ boris can never put his hands off of you. maybe because he has so much love inside of him for countless of years daring to break out and he just wants to show it all to you, the person he loces and cherishes the most in the entire world. he doesn't want to let you go ever, mentally and physically.

⋆ boris dissociates a lot, so he needs something or someone to hold him or clutch onto something to quite literally ground him and feel present in the moment. that's why he prefers it for you to take the initiative, and that's why he's so grateful whenever you do. please drag this man around everywhere, he'll love it. no matter where you both are going, as long as he's with you, he knows he'll love it.

⋆ he's the type to pick you up after class and giving you a tight hug, lifting you up easily on the ground and spinning you around. hugs with boris are long and affectionate, his favorite places to put his hands are around your waist. his head would hang on your shoulder, giving your neck chaste kisses, a sly smirk forming its' way across his face.

⋆ 100% the type to give surprise hugs, hands firm on your waist startling you and then lifting you up bridal style and showering you with his kisses. his lips, the smell and taste of cigarettes validated with a slight taste of strawberries always intoxicates you each time you get a taste of him.

⋆ this man is already so experienced with kissing, make out sessions with him are downright shamefully heated. like, full on sweat beads will roll on your face and streaks of saliva will be dripping down your lips after you both pull out. he bites your lips a lot (savoring the sound of your small whines) and you have no idea how someone's tongue can be so flexible, but you're living for it.

⋆ other times whenever you're kissing, boris'd lead you on thinking you're headed for a make out session with him, only to be rudely disrupted from boris lips breaking apart from you in short seconds while you were already so engulfed in it already. he does this as in a way to tease you, he wants you to beg that you want to feel his lips once more.

⋆ if you or him are in a hurry, he'll give you a quick peck on the lips or forehead. his lips will always linger for a second longer than it should be, and then he's setting off.

⋆ he loves peppering up your neck and sucking onto your skin. he loves having his hickeys on you in visible places so anyone that sees you with marks will know that you're taken (as if the entire school didn't already know). it's just something that feeds boris' ego and makes him feel secure and safe.

⋆ please hold his hand, he loves hand holding! most of the time he's the one itching to grab your hand. just the way he can feel your soft hands anytime he wants and how perfect it fits around his, he loves it.

⋆ if boris is feeling upset, he'll draw circles around your hand with his thumb as in a way to calm himself down. if you notice this from me, please look back at me and pepper his face with kisses and giving him words of affirmations. he's specifically a sucker for praise, it makes him feel wanted and loved.

⋆ other times, he'll just hug you from behind and bury his face in your neck, mumbling incomprehensible words with his lips laying on your well fleshed skin. that or he'll invite you over to his house to have a sleepover, in which at night he'll be clutching onto you as if you were a teddy bear.

⋆ cuddles with this man are so affectionate and calming, his warmth and touch welcoming you in. he'd hold you tightly withhis face once more leaning on your lap, stomach, shoulder, wherever. he'd be holding onto you as if it was the end of the world and you were daring to break away from his grasp.

⋆ his touch can range from being so gentle to downright rough as shit. majority of the time, he's extremely gentle. his touch touching you as if you were the most valued glass in the entire world. other times, it's rough but only because of the heated make out sessions.

⋆ his favorite thing to do is staring down on you, both of his hands caressing both sides of your cheeks and then his thunb traveling its' way up to the corners of your lips and tugging them. it's his way of messing around with you because he loves your pouty look everytime he does that.

⋆ but other times when his hands are on your face, he'll literally just be admiring you with this lovestruck look sculpted onto his face. his eyes will travel to every part of your feature, adorning your features and giving out a breathless "beautiful..". his trance will eventually snap out once you slightly shift your head and giving a suspicious eyebrow furrow, in which he'll just playfully roll his eyes, as a laugh rolls out of his lips and then planting forehead kisses on you as he starts to ramble more compliments to you.

⋆ if your hand is reaching for something or anything at all, he'll suddenly clutch your arm and then all of a fucking sudden, he'll lean down and his soft lips will land itself on your hand as he looks up at your reaction. he loves treating you as a princess and he doesn't plan on stopping ever loving you.

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[baby-ditzzy]

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