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the picnic blanket

Steddie x fem!reader

a/n: I somehow hit 500 followers a while back (I block bots I swear) somehow despite not posting any of my writing in months (I’m mentally ill. Idk what to tell you). So anyway here’s a little something!

header image from littleststarfightter (I asked for permission i promise)

description: first real date with the three of you, each ready to really make this work

contains: mentions of injury (vecna happened but everyone lived); hints to sexual content MDNI 18+ !!!; a lot of soft vibes and a tinge of angst. Post Vecna/everyone lives!!

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“I would like to go on a date,” You finally let out after gathering up all your confidence. You stood tall, hands clasped together, chin up.

Steve was already grinning like an idiot, but Eddie just raised a brow.

There was a beat of silence before Eddie let out a long whistle. He then looked back and forth between you and Steve. “A date? Like… all three of us?”

“Yes, that’s what I mean.”

Eddie huffed out a laugh. “Alright, Princess. A date it is. What were you thinking of doing?”

“Um,” your cheeks heated, “Well this is about as far as my thinking went— hey, don’t laugh. Why are you—listen, if you don’t want to it’s okay! We don’t have to! I know we haven’t really decided what’s going on between the three of us—“

“Sweetheart,” Eddie cut you off, getting to his feet and walking over to you. “I said yes. You’re just being cute.”

“Oh. Well. What would you like to do then?”

“Dinner and a movie? A classic.”

“I’m not—“ Steve interrupted, briefly holding his hand out but then stepping back nervously. He cleared his throat, and at first you thought he was turning you down, but he explained: “I’m not ready. To, uh, be out? This is a small town and I don’t want to worry about others yet, you know? I don’t know if that sounds shitty of me—“

“It’s not shitty,” you assured him. “You’re right. Dustin will never shut up about this if word gets to him.”

Eddie smirked, “I'm pretty sure Dustin already knows we are a thing?”

“Pssh, no he doesn’t,” Steve scoffed. Although he didn’t quite believe his own words.

“We could do a drive in movie?” Eddie suggested.

Steve leaned against the counter. “And have one of us third wheel in the back the whole time? No thanks.”

Eddie winked at him, “Squish into the back seat with me.”

“Uh, then we can’t see the movie?”

“Feelin’ shy now?”

You pursed your lips, hating how frazzled Steve looked. Out of all of you, he had the most to lose if it came to the wrong person seeing you three together. Together, together. People knew his parents; they had a reputation. He didn’t know how they’d take him being queer, in whatever the sense.

“Stevie, if you don’t want to come, it’s okay. We don’t have to do something—“

“No, no,” he raised his hands up a little, afraid that you were already backing out. Then, he snapped his fingers in the literal sense. “Let’s go on a picnic.”

Eddie snorted. “A picnic?”

“Don't look at me like that. It’s romantic.” Steve’s ears blushed at the word. Who knew he’d get so flustered about wanting to give the two of you a little romance.

He approached you and Eddie, still nervous, but he seemed more sure of this. “We could pack snacks, maybe some wine? Be nice and classy?”

You bit back a grin. “We could find somewhere private. Get out of this damn trailer. Maybe go by one of the lakes?”

Eddie looked between you two, an entertained grin on his face. “Didn’t know you two were so cheesy?”

Steve laughed lightly, “So what?”

Eddie swung his arm around Steve, one of his fingers playing with a curl at the end of Steve’s hair. “Why don’t we go all out and go to Lover’s Lake?”

“I mean, if you really want to,” Steve teased, although he was grinning like an idiot again. He didn’t back up as Eddie’s face got closer into his space. He just accepted Eddie’s nose as it nudged his cheek.

“Okay, so. Picnic at Lover’s Lake?” You wanted to clarify. “A date. In a romantic sense. The three of us.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Eddie smiled at you brightly.

“Then, um, let’s talk logistics.”

“Now, that doesn’t sound romantic.”

You giggled a little and shook it off. “I just mean, when should we go! Do we all meet up and go together? Or, I don’t know! What time of day? Who brings the snacks!”

Eddie reached out, his arm around your shoulders as well, pulling you in toward the two men. “Now, sweetheart, relax. We’ve got it covered. I’ll pick up snacks. You bring drinks. Stevie here can drive and maybe bring a blanket.”

“I don’t have a picnic blanket,” Steve told him.

“Then get one. You’re the one who suggested this.”

“Alright, alright. I can pick you both up, and drive the three of us out. Are you both free tomorrow afternoon?”

“I don’t work?” You shrugged.

“Same,” Eddie said, “And classes are done for the semester.”

“Can I take you both out tomorrow then?” Steve looked at the both of you. His normal self was coming back, ready to charm. “I don’t think I can wait more than a day. I’ve been wanting something like this for a long time.”

You pressed your lips together. Your heart thudded a little stronger, absorbing the sweet smile on his face. His words were so soft that you couldn’t help but reach over and kiss his cheek.

“I’d love to, Stevie. Tomorrow sounds perfect.”

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Steve didn’t say hello, but instead, the moment you opened your door he said, “The picnic blanket I got is going to woo you.”

“Woo me?” You grinned, trying not to ogle too much at his appearance. Standing on your front porch under the midday sun, he looked like summer personified. Steve had on his swim shorts, and a light blue button up. The cherry on top was the way a few buttons were undone, and the soft hair on his chest poked out from underneath the blue.

Steve seemed to ogle you though. He glanced at your summery outfit, admiring your figure, and he couldn’t even remember what else he was going to say.

“Steve?”

“Sorry. Uh. You look good,” he cleared his throat. “You ready to go?”

A quick nod, you got on your shoes, and then you were following him out.

“Eddie is in the car,” he explained, although you could see the guy sitting in the front of Steve’s car. “We made a deal where I’d go to the door to pick you up, and then he could walk you to the door later when we drop you off.”

“How polite.”

Steve had glitched a moment ago when seeing you, but his confidence was back again and he swung his arm over your shoulder as you walked to the car. In his head, he was hoping that later they wouldn’t actually be dropping you off at home but instead taking you back to his or Eddie’s place. He was being polite though, so he kept those thoughts to himself.

The car windows were rolled down, and Eddie had both his arms leaning out, a big grin plastered on his face. He had his hair down, but some dark sunglasses and you could see a black tank top on.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” He called out to you, raising his sunglasses onto his head. He wasn’t shy in the way he looked you up and down, and then even looked Steve up and down. “You two look hot as hell together. Look at you, beach bag and all? Have we ever dressed this classy?”

You giggled as you got closer to the car. “Nope. This is my classiest outfit.”

Eddie extended his hand out, grasping the air and giving grabby hands. “C’mere.”

Steve let you leave from under his arm, and you skipped forward to hold Eddie’s hand. Eddie pulled you in right away, his other hand holding the back of your head to get you even closer.

You had to bend down a bit, falling into a searing kiss. It took you a little by surprise, how he held you to him, his lips moving against yours warmly.

It wasn’t the first time you’d kissed, but it wasn’t something you were used to yet. Your tummy fluttered and you worried that your hands were already clammy, especially in the heat of the sun.

When he pulled back, his grin only increased at your soft expression. The grin then increased somehow even more when his eyes flickered behind you to see Steve’s reaction.

“Hey,” Steve was glaring, “You get her at drop off.”

“You completed your duty of picking her up!”

“I’m not property,” you huffed, feigning insult.

“Of course not,” Eddie’s thumb traced over the back of your hand. “You do have to sit in the back of the car though. Sorry.”

Your mouth parted in the exasperation as he let go of your hand, sat back in the car and then put on his sunglasses as though nothing happened.

You turned to look at Steve who looked apologetic but wasn’t denying Eddie’s claim.

Steve’s hand found the small of your back, and his other opened the back door for you like a gentleman. “Sorry. You can switch on the way back. Promise.”

“I guess that’s alright.”

Just then, Eddie turned the music up on the stereo, causing Steve to roll his eyes as some Van Halen song played. Still, Steve gave your cheek a quick kiss before you got into the car.

And like that, the three of you were off to begin your very first date.

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It was early July, a few months after you all escaped the Upside Down; escaped Vecna. It hadn’t been long ago, yet in that time, everyone worked through a lot of healing. Some things may never heal, but you’d be damned if you let the trauma stop you from enjoying the sunshine again.

Time had eased the physical pain inflicted upon Steve and Eddie in the spring. Still, their bodies had been prodded at, wounded, bitten. Steve still shied away from showing anyone the wound spread across his stomach, and Eddie was still anxious about the scabbed flesh around his legs. He still had a limp when he walked, and it still hurt to cough.

You didn’t notice until each of you piled out of the car, that Eddie had put on shorts for the first time all season. They weren’t short like Steve’s, but instead he had ripped some pants just above the knee.

Back when Eddie first got injured, covered in bandages at the hospital, he had cracked some joke on how he’d ‘tell people in the future that the scars are from shark attacks.’ Plural. Not just one. But he insisted that he’d tell people he was involved in multiple shark attacks. That was quite hardcore, in his eyes.

“Babe,” Steve called, although you weren’t sure if he meant you or Eddie. Probably both. “Let me show you this spiffy blanket.”

Eddie was not helping you grab the picnic basket and snacks he’d so kindly bought. He took out a cigarette from Steve’s glove box that he’d created a habit of storing. Steve didn’t mind. Walking to the back of the car, Eddie smoked and watched the both of you.

“I’m swooning,” you grinned when Steve swung the blanket over his shoulder. It was a soft green gingham fabric, and Steve looked very proud of himself.

“You better be. I worked so hard to find this. I needed to make sure you had the best place to sit.”

Eddie raised a brow at that, the corner of his mouth upturning as he thought about Steve’s words differently.

Steve slammed the trunk shut and patted the car’s exterior. “Alright, let’s find us a good spot!”

Eddie was smooth in the way he grabbed drinks from you to free one of your hands, and then he put his free arm around your shoulders. He had to reach his hand sort of above your head to get the cigarette from his mouth and whisper to you, “I didn’t know he was so chipper about the lake.”

It was a sight to see: Steve had dashed ahead of you two, sandals flapping away as he ran closer to the lake. You let out a breathy giggle, snuggling into Eddie’s side.

He put the cigarette back in his mouth and the two of you strolled toward Steve.

“Hey, Eds?” You said quietly.

“Hm?”

“Is this a mistake, coming here?”

He had to do the hand maneuver again, pulling your head toward him a bit as he had to grab his smoke. It was clumsy, but it worked. “No, I told you, I want us to have a date.”

“No, I mean here specifically.”

“Oh.”

Oh, as in, Oh, this lake could possibly bring up memories I’m trying to heal from.

Eddie clicked his tongue and you could see the way his eyes squinted under his glasses, staring at the water.

“No,” he finally said. “It’s okay. I mean, I suggested it, didnt I? It’s different in the day, plus…” Eddie looked your way, his hard stare softening, “Plus, there’s nothing we need to run from, is there?”

“No,” you agreed.

“Now, are you okay with being here?”

“With you? Always.”

“Oh shit,” he grinned, teasing you a bit, “You flatter me.”

You shied away, smiling against his shoulder.

Ahead, Steve was clapping. Seriously. The guy clapped his hands before putting them on his hips and calling out, “Come on, slackers! Skedaddle over!”

“Relax, Harrington!” Eddie called back, “We’ve got all day.”

Still, Steve was satisfied to see that both of you actually did speed it up a bit, bringing over everything.

The three of you placed your things around the picnic blanket. You had a beach bag, Eddie brought a literal basket with food inside, and a pack of beers. Steve had also brought along towels for himself and Eddie, and threw in extra clothes because even though Eddie insisted he wasn’t going in the water, Steve thought just in case.

“Did you both put on sunscreen?” Steve asked, on his knees as he looked through the picnic basket. He didn’t pull anything out yet; he was just getting a look at what Eddie brought, mentally rating it in his head.

“Nope,” you said.

“Absolutely not,” Eddie said.

Steve raised his gaze at both of you. “Mhm. Not surprised. Good thing papa Steve brought along plenty.”

“I see we’re talking in third person now,” Eddie commented with a grin, resting his back on the blanket. You saw the reflection of the trees and blue sky in the lenses of his glasses.

“Please don’t call yourself papa?” You added.

Eddie shook a finger in your general direction. “Nah, you see, I don’t hate that.”

Steve was smirking to himself, finding the sunblock he’d packed.

You took a spot beside Eddie, your bare legs enjoying the feel of the blanket. There wasn’t a breeze today, only the hot sun and the calm waves on the lake.

Steve had been closer to Eddie, shifting nearer and holding the sunblock. He leaned his head over Eddie’s and said, “Can you do it yourself or do you require assistance?”

Eddie reached up and pinched Steve’s cheek. “I was hoping you’d ask. Lather me up, sugar.”

Steve’s smile reached his eyes. He gently took off Eddie’s sunglasses so that he could put the lotion on his face.

Steve gently smoothed it over, starting at Eddie’s nose and then his cheeks in strokes and saying, “One of my babysitters when I was like, I don’t know, six? She told me to apply sunscreen to my face like a bunny.”

“I beg your pardon?” Eddie muttered, not wanting to move, and in awe of Steve’s close face.

“Put a bit on the nose first— see, you’re even doing the bunny nose scrunch thing.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are! Then let me just make your little bunny whiskers, and bunny ears,” he applied some to Eddie’s forehead, “And beautiful!”

“Aren’t you supposed to rub it in?”

“Yeah, but I think you look kinda cute with your bunny nose.”

Eddie broke out of his little trance and started rubbing his nose himself, “Yeah, yeah.”

Steve sat up on his knees again, “Now up. Lemme get your back.”

“I have a shirt on.”

“But you still have skin exposed?”

“My hair covers it.”

Steve sighed and shook his head. “Why do you have to be difficult? Your shoulders are visible! You’re a pale guy! You’ll burn!”

“I don’t want to get up, I’m comfy.”

“Christ,” Steve huffed and Eddie only beamed.

You got involved by placing your fingers delicately on Eddie’s shoulder. Your nails snuck under the fabric on the sleeve, and you grazed the skin underneath his top. His eyes flickered your way in an instant.

“What if Steve puts on mine first?” You offer.

“So, we’re making deals like children, now?” Steve muttered to himself.

You tilted your head, glancing at Steve, “I think that’d help Eddie, don’t you, Stevie?”

Eddie wasn’t confirming nor denying. As far as you know, he was not going to let anyone put sunscreen on him, and he would harm his skin more than it needed to be. He just laid back, pushing his sunglasses back to their spot, and he smoked what was left of his cigarette.

“C‘mere,” Steve leaned back and gestured to the space beside him. You obliged of course, stepping over Eddie to get there.

With your back to Steve, you sat, and started undoing your top.

Because you really didn’t want some silence to go along with the stares you could feel on your skin, you asked, “You two going for a swim today? I think it’s too nice out not to.”

You felt Steve’s hand brush your shoulders, gently moving hair away from your neck as you dropped your shirt to the ground.

“Maybe,” he muttered. “You want me to?”

You took a peak at him over your shoulder, “I’d love it. But you don’t have to. I’m a big girl. I can handle floating alone.”

You went back to looking at the lake. Where you guys had found space, you were in a quiet area, far from other beach-goers. The lake hadn’t been as lively with people as it was last summer, considering what had just occurred here months before. Things like that reasonably gave a majority of people the heebie jeebies. And the public didn’t even know the half of it.

But out of spite, against all the shit the three of you went through, you couldn’t let beautiful places be ruined.

“Maybe I’ll eat first,” Steve declared. “A-and then, Yunno, they say you shouldn’t swim right after eating. Maybe it’s just not my day!”

Still lying down, Eddie asked, “Why do they even say that?”

“Actually, I don’t know?”

You heard the lotion being squished out onto Steve’s hand. Soon after, the cold of it tickled your back, and he started applying it properly.

Those hands of his were large enough to easily cover a lot of space rather quickly. He massaged the sunblock in, taking special care to your upper back and shoulders. It felt good, having his warm hands on you like that. So good that you let your eyes fall closed, and leaned into his touch.

He worked on your skin carefully, his fingers finding every exposed spot on your back. You hummed when he touched the back of your neck, and hummed again when his fingers glided over your shoulder. Both of his hands worked then, moving to your chest, fingers grazing your collarbones.

Then, he drew his hands back, but they didn’t go far. He tapped at your waist and demanded in a quiet voice, “Turn around.”

You got to your knees, shifting to face him.

Steves hands were back on you in an instant, the sunblock being spread over your chest first. Steve continued onto every exposed area even though you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself.

It was when he started applying sunblock to your thighs that you giggled. “Stevie, I can get it.”

“I know. But I want to.”

Your cheeks already felt warm, but his comment had you biting back a smile. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you decided to pick up the sunscreen bottle that rested on his lap. He paid no mind at first until you applied a little onto your hand, and brought your fingers to his face.

Steve’s nose scrunched but he was smiling. His eyes found yours, the brown looking light and sparkling with the sun. “Hey.”

“Little bunny,” you told him, dabbing some on his noses and then covering his cheeks the same way he’d done to Eddie. “Adorable.”

Steve seemed to have completed his work on you for now, and both his hands rested on your waist. “I hate to break it to you but I already put sunscreen on.”

“You can never be too safe,” you shrugged. You gently massaged it into his face, aware that he was watching your eyes the entire time.

You were aware that Eddie was also very much watching the entire interaction. Even though he had his sunglasses on, his curious eyes followed you.

“There,” you said softly as the sunscreen was rubbed in properly on his face, leaving behind just a glimmering warmth to Steve’s skin. “All done.”

“Thank you, bunny,” he let out just as gently, without giving it a second though.

You pressed your lips together and hummed. Your eyes fell to his lips. You realized you were a lot closer to each other than you’d thought. Steve’s tongue darted out to lick his lips.

There was a hand that started touching your upper thigh, and it took you a moment to realize it was Eddie’s. His fingers rubbed into the plush skin for just a moment before he rested a little lower. “Missed a spot,” he said casually. His hand didn’t leave your leg.

Steve eyed Eddie’s hand, locked on your sweet thighs. So much of you was bared to both of them, and they were getting tired of holding back from soaking you in.

Steve then moved away, sitting up on the towel, leaning back on his palms. “Eddie?”

Eddie’s hand was just above the knee, but felt burning hot anyway. It was the way he held you firmly, fingers not shy, and the way you could feel him stare from behind his dark shades. “Steve?” He said low.

“Sit up. Let me put on your sunscreen.”

Eddie groaned, “Fine.”

Steve smirked, watching Eddie sit up. You sat to the side, missing Eddie’s hand as he moved.

Eddie wasn’t hesitant with Steve, he just hadn’t had his skin so bare since everything happened, and it was new to him to have someone see this up close. But he trusted you, and he trusted Steve. The sun lotion squirted onto Steve’s hand, but he touched Eddie’s shoulder with his dry hand first. You noticed the subtle way Eddie jumped at the touch, but quickly eased up.

“I’m going to start on your arm, okay?”

Eddie mumbled a “sure,” and embraced Steve’s hands, gliding across his skin.

The process was sweet to watch. Eddie was growing comfortable, and Steve’s fingers spread on every inch of skin, gentle and smooth. He inched to his shoulders, fingers peaking under the fabric of Eddie’s top. Steve did his best to go around, wanting Eddie’s neck covered. Eddie had never let him touch him there. No one had, in this new body of his.

But it was Steve. And you were you.

“Is this a good time to tell you I’m nervous?” Eddie broke the silence, cutting through the sound of the lake’s current.

Steve didn’t falter. “About?”

“This. All of it.” Eddie huffed out a laugh that didn’t hold much humour.

“Us?” Steve said, and it was like a first verbal acknowledgment mdent that there was an us you all shared. He didn’t stop his hands though. He didn’t want Eddie to think he needed to shy away.

“A little. But I trust you. Both of you.”

Steve had been finishing up Eddie’s other arm, and he tried to grasp what Eddie was saying. Setting aside the lotion for a moment, Steve leaned and pressed a kiss to Eddie’s shoulder.

Surprising you, Eddie’s hand found your thigh again. Your eyes found his, but his quickly fluttered closed when Steve gave a second kiss against the nook of Eddie’s neck.

“Can we try to get in the water?” Eddie said airily.

“Can I take this off then?” Steve tugged lightly at the fabric of Eddie’s tank top. “You don’t have to, but I think I’d like it if you did.”

Eddie smirked, joking away his insecurities. “You think you’d like it, huh?”

“Shut up,” Steve kissed his shoulder again, jusy longer this time.

“You’ll finish getting all this sunscreen on me, big boy?”

“If you’ll have me.”

Eddie pulled aside so that he could glance at Steve. “You’re such a sucker. Steve Harrington. My oh my.”

Steve rolled his eyes but smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, yeah. Take your top off.”

“So demanding,” Eddie clicked his tongue. Still, despite his teasing tone, his hands fiddled with the hem of his top.

You scooted over, your hand placing over one of his. You hadn’t noticed the slight shake. Wordlessly, you were an offering hand that he accepted. He helped you lift his shirt above his stomach, over his shoulder, then off his head.

Steve licked his lips. He grabbed the lotion.

Eddie watched you watch him. He wanted to shy away but let it happen. He let you happen.

You remembered the way his body was torn up before. You expected it to look painful and raw, but you didn’t expect to be so in awe of it all.

One of the toughest spots was by his bellybutton, and the other on the left of his chest. Still red and harsh, under healing skin. But he had his freckles, he had the ridges where his body flexed under the skin. It was all him. He wasn’t someone to shy away from.

“Can I?” Steve asked, gesturing to the lotion.

“Yes.”

Steve delicately applied to Eddie’s back first, then his torso, which felt more intimate somehow.

You let them have the moment, choosing to stand up instead. You stretched out your body, secretly enjoying the way the two of them couldn’t help their wandering eyes.

“Now, where are you going?” Eddie asked.

“To take a dip. Come over when you’re ready, lover boys.”

You heard Steve chuckle, but you were already stepping to the lake.

The sun somehow already felt warmer against your skin than it had when you all arrived. It hadn’t even been that long, but it was like summer was giving you a hug, saying it’s hello’s.

You kicked your sandals aside, stepping cautiously on the rough sand. A few steps, and you dipped your toes in the water. It was refreshing and gave you a shiver. The excitement of it all killed you. Things would be okay after everything that happened. Things were already okay.

Steve and Eddie eventually joined you, the two of them close at each other’s side. You turned, glancing at both of them.

“Gimme a sec,” Eddie said. He stood back a bit, brows furrowed at the shoreline. He watched each rise and fall, staring at it as though the pattern would change and everything was ruined.

You let him have the space he needed. You found Steve’s gaze.

You extended your hand to him, “Come in. It’s not too bad.”

Steve scrunched his nose, not quite believing you but grabbing your hand anyways. He stepped forward, following your lead. A hiss left his lips from the temperature change before he adjusted. “Not too bad?”

“You’re so dramatic,” you giggled, bringing him in more.

He squeaked your name when he followed in to his ankles. Then his shins. Then above his knees. His shoulders were tense, but as he kicked his legs around he relaxed.

“Yeah?” You raised a brow.

He hummed. “Okay, this is nice.”

“Yes.”

He gave your hand a squeeze. “I think it’s refreshing.”

While you two had this moment, you hadn’t realized that Eddie had inched forward on his own. He hadn’t waited for you; he wanted to take this step without the help.

He also made a noise as his toes touched the water. You and Steve watched for a moment. Steve walked in deeper, the ends of his fingers grazing the water. He soon started to splash around. The water hit your body causing you to giggle and kick water his way.

“I—“ Eddie’s voice caught in his throat as he looked down at the water enveloping his feet. It tickled at his ankles, and Eddie tucked some hair behind his ear. “I don’t want to go further.”

“That’s cool,” Steve shrugged with a little smile on his face. “This is as far as you need. You can officially say you went in the lake.”

Eddie cracked a smile. A tinge in his eye looked like he was proud of himself. It wasn’t in him to admit that though.

You stepped up beside him and touched your hand against his waist. “Eddie?”

“Hm?” He faced you fully. With your touch, he subconsciously stepped closer to you, facing the shore. He felt a flutter in his stomach as you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, his feet only feeling the edge of the water.

“Summer looks good on you.”

He gave you a bit of a lopsided grin. “And what does that entail exactly? Do tell.”

“The sun makes ya all sweaty and stuff,” you grinned wide as his hands moved to your hips. “It’s hot.”

“Something is seriously wrong with you.”

He tickled your sides a bit causing you to laugh, stepping even closer to him. The water tickled your toes as you stood taller. Through a smile, you leaned in to him. His skin was sweaty and warm, sure, and you had never seen him so— “You’re kinda beautiful, Yunno?” You told him, your thoughts spitting out.

“You’re beautiful,” he said back, his voice breathier than before.

Your nose nudged his. His fingers dipped against your skin. And then you kissed him. Safe and warm, and all that you hoped this summer would be.

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thetriumphantpanda · 11 months

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Congrats on 500! You deserve it and more, you're a fantastic writer!!

Can I please have "Let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up." with Frankie? I'd do anything for that sweet angsty man but I wanna hear him beg 😈❤️

Thank you so much anon! I still can't believe there's 500 of you here! 🧡 I would let this man beg me for anything. Not because I'd ever deny him, but because I like hearing it from him. Frankie, my baby 😘

Pairing | Frankie Morales x Female Reader

Word Count | 514

Warnings | Unprotected PiV sex (Seriously guys don't do this, do as I say, not as I do), some dirty talk and brief cum play.

This is part of my 500 followers celebration. If you want to request a 500 word Drabble, check out this post and head into my ask box. The more the merrier.

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You don’t think you’ve ever had a lover quite like Frankie Morales. You don’t think that if things didn’t work out between the two of you that you’d ever have another lover again, because Frankie simply does things to you that you don’t think a single other man ever could.

He makes your body sing, when he runs his hands over your curves, when he kisses your neck, when he put his mouth around your clit and sucks whilst his fingers make their home deep inside you. Like right now, with your legs hooked over his shoulders, your body practically folded in half, screaming at you to let it get back to a position more natural, but you just can’t because the feeling of Frankie’s cock dragging in and out of your tight heat is addictive.

You fight the instinct to close your eyes and get lost in the feeling building around your lower abdomen and look at his face. He really is the most beautiful man you’d ever seen. Kind eyes and lips that begged you to kiss them every moment of the day. His fluffy curls that you love so much, for once not hidden under a hat. The scars peppered across his body that tell you the stories of his life before you, even if he hasn’t quite told you himself yet. Every single part of him was perfection in your eyes, especially the look of complete ecstasy on his face right now as he moves inside of you. You did that to him. You couldn’t help the swell of pride at the thought.

You can tell he’s close. His hips are beginning to stutter like they always do when he’s trying to hold on but won’t quite make it. It’s normally around now that he’d pull himself from you and slowly fist his cock until he’s painting you with thick ropes of cum and watching you like his own personal work of art.

“Hermosa… fuck…” He growls out, “Let me come in you, please,” He begs, “I want to fill you up.”

There’s something about the way he’s begging for you that means you just cannot deny him. You thank the lucky stars for the birth control pills in the bedside table as you work your hands around to Frankie’s ass, squeezing him there.

“Ugh… fuck, yes Frankie,” You moan as he hits a particularly delicious spot inside you, “Fill me up, please.”

Within seconds he’s doing just that, moaning your name like a song as he stills inside you. You can feel him painting your walls with each moan and as he collapses next to you, you think you can die happy now. He’s rolling over so his weight is pressed on one arm and his fingers are brushing through your slick and his cum, before he’s dragging his slick fingers up to your clit to start rubbing circles, head dropping to take a peaked nipple into his mouth.

“One more, just for me, hermosa.”

#Frankie Morales #Frankie Morales smut #Frankie Morales fan fic #Frankie Morales fic #Frankie Morales fanfiction #francisco catfish morales #pedro pascal #triple frontier #Frankie Morales x you #Frankie Morales x reader #Frankie morales x female reader #Frankie Morales x F!reader #panda 500

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goldenseresinretriever · 17 days

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This feels so surreal to say but it’s been SIX MONTHS since the start of the SDDU????? Okay yes the official concept turned six months old on the 7th, BUT Snitches Get Stitches is officially six months old TODAY, and we wouldn’t have the SDDU as we know it if I hadn’t decided to start writing SGS, so here we are!!!

These past six months have been so so surreal and I am so thankful to every single person that’s ever read anything I’ve written. For those who were there from the beginning, you know that there wasn’t originally going to be an SDDU, it was literally just going to be moodboards and some fun concepts and then people actually latched onto the concept and wanted more and to those people, just know that you’re the reason that these fics exist. The fact that I can say not just fic but FICS PLURAL??? We’re on the third installment of the series and still going strong??? I’m so proud of the world and characters I’ve created and the stories I’ve been able to tell.

As someone who grew up writing and loving it, this has been such a surreal experience. I always hoped but never truly dreamed that people would want to engage with my stories. When I first starting writing fanfiction years ago, I was writing for an audience of one. Now the fact that HUNDREDS of people have read and are reading my writing my work every day is insane and I can’t believe that this is my life. The fact that I’ve completed two fics that are the equivalent of two novels is something I never thought I’d be able to do.

I’m going through it irl right now and I wish I could say I have a more comprehensive list of exciting things to announce today but instead I’m going to say that I have some really fun stuff cooked up for the anniversary that I’m excited to share and while I’m disappointed that I can’t share them as soon as I want to, they are coming soon! I’ll add them to this lovely post as they do! But for now, I’ll just list them out:

SDD Press Conference, 6-month anniversary edition: ONGOING! Let’s celebrate the anniversary in traditional Dogfighter fashion of a good ole press conference! Send in your questions for the characters (and me if you want to) and they’ll answer them! Serious or silly, all questions are welcome! Runs from now until next Tuesday so feel free to go ahead and start sending stuff in!!!

SDD Jerseys First Group Order: PRE-ORDERS ARE OPEN UNTIL MAY 1!!

Want to rep the Dogfighters in real life? You’ll have the opportunity to order your own San Diego Dogfighter’s jersey! These will be available for a limited time through a group order system! All six guys will be available! (If there’s an interest, I could absolutely look into making jerseys for the girls as well!)

Muscle Memory Masterlist Announced and Posted: As usual the fic won’t be starting yet since I write one at a time but some of you have been asking about this fic for a while and I think it’s time to share the title and the summary

ALSO!!! I just hit 500 followers????? If you read this far, stick around for a separate post detailing some exciting celebratory events for that!

As always, I love you all!!!! And thank you all so much for getting onboard for this crazy journey!!!

- Ruthie 🩵

#san diego dogfighters au #san diego dogfighters #san diego dogfighters hockey au #snitches get stitches // sdd #you catch more bees with honey // sdd #sgs // sdd #ycmbwh // sdd #sdd press conference #false confidence // sdd #fc // sdd #the long game // sdd #tlg // sdd #don’t wake the dragon // sdd #dwtd // sdd #muscle memory // goldenseresinretriever #mm // goldenseresinretriever

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ilovepedro · 5 months

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holisss everyone!!!

wow, i can’t believe i’ve hit 500 effing followers on here!!! thank y’all so so much, y’all are the best 🥹🩷 i didn’t think i’d be writing anything on this account when i made it back in February, let alone have 500 followers!!

i’ve made some wonderful friends on here, and have felt so welcomed so far! thank y’all for making my return to this site so lovely, truly. 🥰

alright enough of the sappy stuff! so, in honor of this milestone, my anon asks are officially on and i’m open to take requests for Pedro characters if you’d like to send any!! or if you’d just like to pop in and say hi 🧚‍♀️

with anon asks being on now, i will be laying some ground rules: hate and bigotry will not be tolerated. should i come across any of that, it will be stopped and blocked immediately. let’s keep things kind.

this is a safe space for everyone, and i want everyone to feel welcomed here. 🫶🏼

that being said, i’ll be dropping some more Frankie stuff in the near future as part of this milestone to officially celebrate 🩷

i love y’all!!

xoxo,

nini 😽💋

#follower milestone #500 followers #!!!!#i’m so 🥹🥹🥹#<333 #also can you tell i love hot pink

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flightlessangelwings · 1 year

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💋February Kisses & 4K Followers Drabble Request Event!💋

❤️

February is for fluff and love, and this kisses prompt list is just too cute so I decided to use it for my requests for part 2 of my 4K follower celebration event and just to share some love here too!

I can’t believe I hit such a huge milestone it feels unreal!!! Thank you all sooo much for following me and supporting my works and for sticking around!!! I’m sending all the love right back at y’all!!! ❤️💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️

Using this prompt list send in a request for a short drabble (500-1k words I’m guessing, depending on how many I get) to be posted throughout the month of February to celebrate! Requests for this will be open from now, Feb 1 until February 7! Requests now closed!

I will not be using my taglist for this so please also follow my update blog and turn on post notifications to stay up to date! @flightlessangelwings-updates

QUICK RULES! Please read these before sending in anything!

- Please be following me to send in a request. Anon is fine just please use the honor system. And NO MINORS! My blog is 18+ only so minors please so not follow or interact!

- Please reblog your request!

- Please copy the entire prompt in your ask. Multiple requests are ok but please don’t overwhelm with too many.

- Please let me know what type of drabble you want: fluff, smut, angst, hurt/comfort, etc. Feel free to ask for something more specific too! If you want a specific type of reader (gn, fem, plus size, bi, Latine, etc) please let me know!

- I’ll be taking requests for the following characters only:

Pedro characters- Joel Miller, Din Djarin, Frankie Morales, Comandante Veracruz, Javier Peña, Javi Gutierrez, Pero Tovar, Marcus Pike, Marcus Moreno, Ezra

Star Wars- Poe Dameron, Cassian Andor, Fennec Shand, Boba Fett, Cobb Vanth, Kino Loy, Cal Kestis

Marvel- Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Loki, Tasm!Peter Parker, Frank Castle, Carol Danvers, Sam Wilson

Others- Tommy Miller, Benny Miller, Santiago Garcia, Bishop Losa, Angel Reyes, Dream of the Endless, Thirteenth Doctor

Specific parings and thruples- MPoA (Frankie/reader/Benny), Neighbor!Steven Grant, Veracruz/Cariño, DinCobb/reader, Joel/reader/Frankie, Javi G/Estrella, BobaDin/reader

- This is a list of things I do not write for. Please respect my boundaries and do not ask for anything on this list. It will be deleted and ignored.

Real people fic

Pregnancy/breeding/lactation/kids/anything similar

Age gaps, including teacher/student

Virginity/innocence kink

Daddy kink

Sick fics/illness

Priest au or anything religious

A/B/O

- Please use a heart emoji at the end of your ask so I know you read all of this! Asks without one will not be answered. Thank you! 💖

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halliewriteshockey · 10 months

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I need help. I haven’t asked in awhile for a lot of reasons, and things are finally on the upswing with the new job, but I’m paying rent on two places now, as well as moving costs, I won’t see commissions on my sales until the season starts and I have $13 in the bank. I owe a friend $500 I can’t give him. I emptied my account to pay the rent and utilities, and I’m just. I’m bled dry

I’ve been saying things will get better for awhile now, and I finally believe that they truly will, but the question has now become, can I hold on until they do

Simon’s book is 2/3 done, and given a fair wind and a following sea, I could have it completed in a month. But instead I’m drowning. Every atom of energy is focused on keeping us alive, and that tends to burn out creativity really fucking fast

I have a couple copies of Power Play and Blindside Hit, and a credit with Stamps.com. If anyone would be able to help, I would be honored to mail you an autographed copy of either book

The only reason I’ve survived this long has been through the kindness of those around me. I do not take it lightly, and I am shamed to my core at having to ask for your generosity again. But we’re so close to being on dry land again. If you can help, I would be grateful beyond words

Paypal

Venmo

Ko-fi

#also I can get you guys autographs from WHL players #Matt Savoie? Conor Geekie? they play for my team #I can 100% get them to sign anything you want and get a picture or even little video for you #or anyone on the west coast who comes here to play us even - Olen Zellweger etc #I don't have my fragrance shop back up yet but I can make perfumes/lotions for people once I do #I'm so tired of trying to be strong #I owe so many people so much that I can never repay #I would really appreciate a reblog if you can't spare anything (and please don't put yourself in a bind for me don't you dare)#thank you all for standing by me #truly you have kept me from the brink and I'm grateful beyond words

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hitwiththetmnt · 4 months

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500?!

Looks like a lot of you follow me! Holy cow(°▽°)

To celibate hitting 500 I’m doing a little recap event where everyone can participate. So not really anything like a dtiys or single celebratory piece, but still fun!

So here’s what you can do:

1) reblog this post and tell me about a piece(s) of mine you want to see “continued”

2) it can be linked/screenshots/ or just a nice mention but use this post tell me about the art you like!

3) the piece that gets mentioned the most will get a part-2. Meaning you could get me to add more to a story or a one off post for fun

4) tag me when you choose your favorite post(s)! That way I can see what you chose and tally the votes

♡☆*:.

Thanks everyone! I can’t believe there’s so many of you! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

#500?!#that’s crazy there’s that much #that’s enough to lift like- 5 cars #(΄◉◞౪◟◉｀)#500 followers #(´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)#_:(´ཀ`」 ∠):#follower event #hit #tmnt #my art

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luimagines · 2 years

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The Chain Tries to Lie

Masterlist

This is the second place prize for the 500 follower Raffle! @himurakenshin25 had asked for an expansion of The Chain and their attempts to lie which you can read right here.

Content under the cut!

Warrior

“Yes, thank you sir. Thank you and come again soon.” The merchant smiles with a greasy and unsettling grin.

“Of course my good man!” Warrior smiles with a little more genuine feeling. “When we come back, we know the place to go.”

You don’t know how he can be so calm. Between subtle comments and jabs at your relationship, there was a little voice telling you that he either thought less of you or was hitting on you directly and you weren’t sure which was worse. Warrior seeming as right as rain made you feel like you were the crazy one.

The door shuts behind you and Warrior instant drops into a sneer. “I hated that guy. We’re never going there again.”

The look was so venomous that you got whiplash. “What?”

“Are you ok?” He asks you instead. “I’m sorry you had to put up with him for so long. I thought I was about to punch that guy.”

“But you- He- But what about-?”

Warrior tilts his head with a questioning look. “You ok?”

You feel like your whole brain is restarting. “How much of that was a lie?”

“Try all of it.” Warrior hands you the goods.

Hyrule

“Hyrule, did you eat the last of the cookies?” It was a simple question and you wanted a simple answer. You had made those the day before. It should have technically lasted the rest of the week and yet- they’re gone

“Nope.” The boy replies. He doesn’t so much spare you a glance.

You’re not doing this. “Really? I asked Wind and he said that you did it.”

“Weird.” He still doesn’t look up. “Maybe he ate the last of them and is lying.”

You deadpan. “U-huh. It’s not like he’s the worst liar out of the whole group.”

Hyrule shrugs. “Could happen.”

“Link, look at me.”

Hyrule looks at you at last, face serious and borderline annoyed. “I’m telling you I didn’t do it.”

There are cookie crumbs on his cheek.

It’s such a ridiculous look that you can’t even be remotely mad. At least they didn’t go to waste.

You step forward and wipe them off with your finger. “Yeah? What’s this?”

Hyrule blushes a bit and coughs into shoulder. “Bread, probably. I didn’t notice that.”

You deadpan further. “Mhm…Weird. I wonder how it got there.”

You both stare into each other. “Admit it, Traveler. You’re caught.”

“Never.”

Time

“So after fighting on the moon I saw the stars fall from the heavens in a glorious display of fire and ice. It was beautiful. From there it was only a matter of time until the giants came and fixed the whole issue.” Time finished his story, a strange, borderline mischievous smile on his face.

You stared at him with incredulity. “...Some of that did not happen.”

“Maybe.”

“Which parts?”

“Guess.”

You growled and stared at his face. His smile only grew as the seconds passed. “I hate that I can’t figure out your stupid poker face.”

He snorts.

“The giants. You’re lying about the giants.”

“Guess again.” He smirks and leans back and laces his hands on top of his lap. “That really happened. There were four of them. Tall and red, mostly leg and arm rather than body.”

You frown and stick your tongue out at him. “I don’t believe you. What’s supposed to be the lie then?”

“The stars didn’t fall from the sky.”

“Are you kidding me?! That’s the most believable one!” You cry out in frustration. “I don’t like this game. I lose every time. I’m not playing with you any more.”

Time just laughs.

Legend

Legend was staring into the distance, not watching where he was going. He’s been weird since you came back from the beach you’ve been dumped on. Something, something about a flower and a girl and that was it.

“You ok, Veteran?” You poked his shoulder. He seemed to snap back into himself.

“What?”

“You’re acting a bit off. Something on your mind.”

“I’m fine. I’m just thinking. Nothing to worry about. I’m right as rain.”

You don’t buy it. “Then what was up with the flower? You didn’t want to look away from it… which.. You know… Isn’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen any of you do but it’s also a bit concerning. I wouldn’t have expected that from you.”

“It was a pretty flower.”

“Enough to nearly make you cry? I thought someone was murdered. You looked devastated.”

He starts walking faster. “Don’t worry about it.”

You pause, watching him move ahead of you for a moment before you jog to catch up with him. “I’m going to worry about it.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“I’m going to.” You poke his shoulder again. “Did it remind you of someone?”

“Nope. It didn’t. I have everything under control.”

You don’t believe that.

Twilight

“Twilight, did you take my pencil?”

“Twilight, do you know where Wolfie went?”

“Twilight, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Nope.”

“He went left. He started chasing a rabbit.”

“I am currently single.”

“How do I look in this?” You spin for a little flourish. Twilight has to actually pause before he answers. His face gives nothing away but since he always seems to have an answer for everything, you already know what he thinks

“It’s hideous.”.

“I didn’t say that.”

“It’s ugly.” You groan. “I’m returning it then.”

“No… no no no… You look good. Great, even.” He tries to save it. “Literally left me speechless. Wow. Took my breath away. It’s…. Good.”

You deadpan and hang your head in defeat. “You hate it.”

Twilight’s voice gets gravely as he forces out the next words. “I love it. It’s the best thing you own.”

“I’m cleaning it with fire.” You turn around and begin to leave. “You’re horrible at this.”

“You sprung it up on me!” He defends.

“So you do hate it!” You spin back and point in his face. Twilight freezes in his tracks. “...No?”

“Is that a question or a statement?”

“Yes.”

“I am disowning you, Link.”

Wild

“Wild.. what happened to Legend?” You point to the boy in question. “Why is his hair pink? Wasn’t he traveling with you?”

Wild doesn’t even bother looking from the pot as he chops carrots into it. “I accidentally dropped a health potion into his hair and it stained. I bet he would just to suck on his hair for the magic to kick in though so I guess he’s covered for now… Literally…”

“How on earth did you manage that?” You raise an eyebrow. “Was it the whole thing?”

“Well, no.” He shrugs and drops the last of the carrot into the pot. He works on some fish next. “But then we tried to wash it and it spread, that’s why it’s pink and not red.”

You stare harder but he gives nothing away. “O-kay…. What about your sword then? What happened to that?”

He coughs and drops the fish into the stew. “Uhhh….. I broke it.”

You can feel Four vibrating within the parameters of the camp. “…How?”

“It broke.” He says as he bites his lip. His cheeks slowly get a bit more pink. “I hit it too hard.”

“On what?”

“A rock.”

“Why?”

“....Heat of the moment.”

Four

“And then this huge wave came and nearly broke the entire boat!” Four jumped up and opened his arms frantically to convey the size to the best of his ability

“Woah!! So cool!” Wind grinned

“I was only saved because I had a life raft that I was able to enlarge to a raft.”

“How’d you do that?”

“A special spell that a friend taught me.” Four grinned.

“Huh, I thought you said you caught the legs of a bird. You told me this story three days ago, remember?” Wild raised an eyebrow.

“It.. happened more than once to be honest. This was a different time.” Four said confidently.

“Oh?” You joined in, sliding into the conversation. “When it was my turn to hear it you said that you weren’t on a boat. It was a giant mushroom.”

Four slowly begins to pale.

“And the only way for you to get it to move was to jump on the side of the mushroom that you want to sail in.” You lean forward and get close to his face. “So which one is it?”

Legend tilts his head in the direction of the conversation. “It’s none of them.”

Four pouts. “Thanks.”

Sky

“How did this happen?” You look at the frankly destroyed book by your feet. Its pages were scattered all around the camp. The contents of the book were frankly hidden and its pages mostly blank but that doesn’t change the fact that it was your book.

Sky stands next to you with his hand pressed tightly against his mouth. “I don’t have a clue.”

You whine and turn to look at Sky. “But you were here the whole time, right? Surely, you saw something, right?”

“No. Sorry.” Sky sinks down into himself.

You press harder. “Did you hear anything? Is anything destroyed? I don’t understand how it’s just this book! Man, I was planning on using that, you know? We’re days from a town. Where am I going to get a new journal?”

Sky bites his lip and kicks the ground. He’s gone a bit red in the face with shame. “I’m sure we can figure it out. Next time we’re in town we can get you more than one to compensate for the loss.”

“Link.” You say. The name makes his face deepen in color. “You’re not telling me something.”

Sky avoids eye contact. “It was Wolfie.”

“You liar.”

Wind

“I didn’t do it!” Wind yells.

“Uh-huh.” You cross your arms. “So the spiders just appeared in my bed roll?”

“I don’t know how but why do you suspect me?” Wind pouts, tensing in on himself. “I’m telling you, I didn’t do it.”

“So this isn’t your bag?” You hold up a familiar looking pouch.

Wind makes a strange face. He’s trying to stay angry and mad and frustrated about not being believed. But his poker face leaves much to be desired. There’s a moment of silence as he tries to steel himself and his nerves. He stares harder at it. If it could burst into flames at that moment, he would have been able to make it happen. “It’s not my bag.”

“This is not your bag?” You reiterate.

“Nope.”

You’re not even mad. You’re just tired and ready to end the day. You look up to the nearest Link, which so happens to be Warrior and deadpan. “Captain, whose bag is this?”

“The Sailor’s.” He replies easily.

“It is not!” Wind doubles down.

“He had it tied around his belt.” Four pipes up, not looking up from where he was cleaning the sword.

Wind frowns. “That’s not fair.”

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #are they short?#yes #could I have gone a bit longer with some of them?#absolutely #did I want this to be longer than the first place prize?#nope #they get cut #sorry boys

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juiceofmoons · 1 year

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juiceofmoons hits 500!

I can’t believe I’m posting this,, but I’ve hit another milestone! one which I never thought I’d reach when I started this account <3

I’m beyond grateful to everyone who follows me and to all my mutuals who have supported my mbs and my endeavours in gifsets and gfx. There is so much I could say but I’m struggling to put my thoughts into words,, so to show my appreciation to everyone I will be taking requests!! (with a disclaimer that because of the holiday season it may take me a while ♡︎ )

Requests:

1. Request a mb for a song (can be non skz) + member(s) 2. Request a mv gifset + member(s)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Joining stayblr has been so nice because it’s such a lovely community and even though I don’t really interact with all of you, everyone seems so kind and supportive in the tags (and the discord) and I’m just very thankful that I have joined this community 🥰 so just a quick shout out too my beloved mutuals and some blogs I love, stayblr wouldn’t be the same without you.

@jeonginny ♡︎ @jerirose ♡︎ @jisungs ♡︎ @sulfurcosmos ♡︎ @sunnishine ♡︎ @nymeriaaa ♡︎ @sorikkung ♡︎ @chanstopher ♡︎ @agibbangs ♡︎ @holocenestatelines ♡︎ @bangchanies ♡︎ @jisungsjaistandjeekies ♡︎ @shmalll ♡︎ @acrobaticcatfeline ♡︎ @hanjesungs ♡︎⭐@sstarryoong ⭐♡︎ @ggthydrangea ♡︎ @chanrizard ♡︎ @koorminii ♡︎ @blueprintchan ♡︎ @changbeens ♡︎ @hwan-g ♡︎ @luvrli ♡︎ @cb97percent ♡︎ @snug-gyu ♡︎ @svintsandghosts ♡︎ @babychicklix ♡︎ @j-0ne25 ♡︎ @winterfloral ♡︎ @ughbehavior ♡︎ @minzbins ♡ @geniaparadox ♡︎ @missyedits ♡︎ @skz-films ♡︎ @atinystraykid ♡︎ @jinniebit ♡︎ @yonglixx ♡︎ @15lix ︎♡︎ @j-0ne25 ♡ @atinystraykid ♡

(sorry if I missed anyone <3 and this is in a v random order)

I also wanted to give a special shout out to my mb babes missy, tsu, tabi, and winnie. I love talking to you <3 and thank you so much for all the help and support of my mbs! And missy, despite my ultimate betrayal during the World Cup I’m so glad I met you and that we were in this together from the beginning 🥰🥰

also if anyone (mutual or not) needs help with colouring/placement for mbs or just to throw around ideas please hmu!! ♡︎

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#a Christmas miracle <3 #milestone #500!#crazy #I remember getting my first follower lmao and I was so excited hehe

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voidite · 2 years

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I just hit 500 followers, and really I can’t believe it?! So first of all, thank you SO SO much...I really appreciate every one of you! 🥰

Back in the hey day of The Sims 3 here on Tumblr, I would often make sets of paintings or posters to share, and I haven’t done it in quite some time. So, I decided to try my hand at it again.

These are Katherine Blower’s prints of cute little ghosts just standing there being cute!

Costs 0§ , so your sims don’t have to suffer!

Download |✨|

#s3cc #dl: poster #dl: paintings #mydownloads #w

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inlovewithpandora · 10 months

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We’re now at 300 followers🥳!!!!

I can’t believe I now have 300 followers when two and a half weeks ago I had just hit 200 followers.

Thank you to all 300 of you who enjoy my works!

I love each one of you for continually supporting me💗!

We’re just 200 away from 500😋!!!

#❖ — 📈: 𝑰𝑵𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑷𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑹𝑨 - 𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺.!#300 followers #road to 400 followers #avatar james cameron #avatar fanfiction #avatar the way of water #avatar fandom #atwow #jake sully #avatar 2009 #avatar fanfic #atwow x you #atwow fanfiction #atwow x y/n #neytiri #avatar #avatar x y/n

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javierpena-inatacvest · 8 months

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500 Followers Celebration!!

You guys... I got back from work and hit 500 followers today??? UH WHAT??? Okay, because I am having writer's block and in honor of hitting 500 followers, I thought it would be fun to do some requests for some one-shots/drabbles from these fun prompts for our one and only Javier Peña (or Frankie Morales maybe bc I've been on a Frankie kick lately and am trying to branch out???) Send me a prompt number and let's have some fun hehehehe

Thank you guys SO much for the love and support, giving each and every one of you a big ole' kiss on the forehead, ILYYYYYY 🥹💖

“I was never a morning person, but then I started waking up to your face and you know… Maybe mornings aren’t that bad, after all.”

“Why are you mad?” “I’m not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”

“I fucking hate you.” “No you don’t. Take that back right now.”

“You know I’d do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything.”

“Oh, fuck. Do that again.”

“You look stupid as all hell right now.”

“I want to believe you, but I don’t know if I can.”

“You’ve given me so many reasons to walk away.” “Then why don’t you walk away? It’s not like I’m keeping you hostage here.” “You still don’t get it, do you? It’s because I love you.”

“…Damn it all to hell, if I don’t get to have you tonight then I’m never going to be able to have you.”

“Let me call you mine, just for tonight.”

“I think you and I make an amazingly stupid pair.” “I know! Our two brain cells combined together make for quality entertainment and a unique kind of stupidity.”

“I’m going to have so much fun with you.”

“Oh God, yes, right there— oh my God, just like that, please don’t stop.” “…Can you stop that? You’re making it sound like we’re in a porno and now I’m highly uncomfortable.”

“Bet you they don’t make you sound like that, do they?”

“Fuck, you’re such a wreck, and because of me, too.”

“Can you stop moaning? I’m trying to help you relax but you’re making it hard for me to concentrate.” “Sorry, your hands just work a little too good.” “I’m going to pay for a masseuse next time if you keep doing this.”

“You are driving me insane and I’m this close to losing my shit because of you.”

“Is hating me your only personality trait?”

“Never scare me like that again!”

“Oh, don’t worry. I have every plan to make you submit to me.”

“I’m not even gonna lie, I’m just so fucking obsessed with you.”

“That could be us.” “That is us.”

“Was it worth it?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you— slow down, you’ll get what you want soon enough.”

“I want you to remember every single second of this.”

“Bet you they can’t make you feel the way I do.” “Bet’s on.” “Wait, what? That was not my intention—”

“Hm, but I think I like having you spread out like this. Such a gorgeous sight.”

“Come and get your fix.”

“…You’re an addiction I never want to quit.”

“I had nothing to live for, but then you came into my life. So thank you.”

“Why’d you— why’d you do that?” “B-Because I promised you I’d do anything to keep you safe.”

“I swear if we get caught then I’m actually going to kill you.”

“You think I wanted this to happen?!”

“Just when I was about to give up…”

“I trusted you with my life.” “Well, I’m sorry but you’re clearly very gullible.”

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same as I do, then I’ll leave you alone.”

“You know, maybe you should bet on something else the next time instead of betting on someone’s fucking feelings.”

“You’re such a dork.” “Yeah, no wonder you’re so in love with me.”

“Does me doing all these things not account for anything?” “I never asked you to do those things for me, though, did I?”

“You nearly foiled our plan, you idiot!”

“I… I think I’m happy.” “You think? So you’re not one hundred percent certain?”

“Who’s laughing now?” “…Clearly not you. You’re crying, dear God.”

“I’m tired of being on the sidelines.”

“You actually came back.”

“Christ on a fucking bike, I could kiss you right now.”

“That was a bold move.”

“We’re going to be late, all because you couldn’t stop scrolling through that damn phone of yours while taking your damn sweet time to shit!”

“Kinda sucks that I can only have you like this.”

“I fell in love, so hard, and so fast, but a part of me knew it wasn’t going to last.”

“Your heart’s always on your sleeve.” “Only around you, because you’re the only one who knows me so well. Too well, in fact.”

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rabbit-reveries · 2 years

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𝑺mut 𝑨lphabet

☆ Alright, everybody, Hoefflepuff Archives just hit 500 followers, and I couldn’t be more grateful! Can’t believe 500 people want to read the shit I write (lol), but believe me when I say I’m not complaining. To celebrate such an important milestone, I decided to bring back the first challenge I ever did here, our Smut Alphabet ask game!

☆ In case you don’t know how to play this ask game, all you need to do is pick up to five letters from the alphabet bellow and send me an ask containing the character and the letters you chose. I’ll reply with my personal headcanons for each.

Reminder that on this blog I only write for the characters of the first 7 books of the Harry Potter universe!

☆ The Smut Alphabet questions are:

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

#Harry Potter #Harry Potter Smut #harry potter headcanon #harry potter smut alphabet #smut alphabet #hp #hp smut #hp smut alphabet #ron weasley smut #ron weasley headcanon #ron weasley smut alphabet #marauders smut alphabet #draco smut alphabet #george weasley smut #george weasley smut alphabet #sirius black smut alphabet #sirius black smut #events with bunnie

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leafsbabe · 1 year

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𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐟𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡

𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬, as you might have guessed from the title i hit a pretty big follower milestone at the beginning of the month and thought we could have some fun with it! i still can’t believe there are four fucking thousand of you following this silly little blog, i love you all so much! send me a player and a number and get something nice xoxo

𝟏𝟏𝟏 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - send me a player and a song (or just a player and i’ll pick a song i think fits them) and i’ll write you a little something for them

𝟐𝟐𝟐 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 - send me a player and a prompt and i’ll make you a little insta au

𝟑𝟑𝟑 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 - send me fic recs, blogs to check out, just things that need a little love

𝟒𝟒𝟒 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - send me a player and i’ll write you a boyfriend headcanon for him

𝟓𝟓𝟓 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 - send me a player and i’ll write you a dad headcanon for him

𝟔𝟔𝟔 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 - send me any ask game, fuck - marry - kill, who’d you rather, players and a prompt for me to rate...

𝟕𝟕𝟕 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 - send me a player and get a smutty headcanon, be it a sex headcanon, nsfw alphabet, maybe even a breeding kink... you can request a specific one or just let me pick

𝟖𝟖𝟖 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - send me a player and i’ll make you an aesthetic/moodboard for him

𝟗𝟗𝟗 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 - send me a player and a prompt and i’ll write you a little blurb, can be fluffy or smutty, whatever your little heart desires

blurbs will probably be around 500 words & things will get posted towards the end of the month and early april , requests are closed ♡

♡ Kirill Kaprizov - nsfw alphabet

♡ Quinn Hughes - breeding kink headcanon

♡ Elias Pettersson - insta au

♡ Jeremy Swayman - nsfw alphabet

♡ Colton Parayko - moodboard

♡ Colton Parayko - insta au

♡ William Nylander & Auston Matthews - insta au

♡ Owen Power - nsfw alphabet

♡ Luke Hughes - nsfw alphabet

♡ Leon Draisaitl - boyfriend headcanon

♡ Vince Dunn - blurb

♡ Luca Fantilli - sex headcanon

♡ Jordan Kyrou - breeding kink headcanon

♡ Lucas Raymond - boyfriend headcanon

♡ Nathan MacKinnon - song blurb

♡ Alex Turcotte - nsfw alphabet

♡ Andrei Svechnikov - song blurb

♡ Morgan Rielly - breeding kink headcanon

♡ Mat Barzal - blurb

♡ Brady Skjei - boyfriend headcanon

#hanna talks #hockey imagines #hockey smut #milestone march

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ailendolin · 1 year

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hey! your fics are honestly some of my faves, i can’t believe you’ve only just reached 500 followers - you deserve so much more recognition ^^

for the drabbles could i please request ❤️‍🩹 with dissectus and voltari? totally cool if not! <3

Thank you very much for your kind words, anon! 💙 They're very much appreciated. I know writers are supposed to write for themselves first and foremost but it's honestly such a wonderful feeling and privilege to be able to bring joy to other people with my stories, and I really your Disstari ficlet does exactly that! As all the others, it's set in my Second Chances verse.

Next up:

🎮 Games - Mary, Annie and alive Kitty

🌧️ Rainy day activities - Humphrey & Sophie

🩸 Patching up a wound - Alison/Mike

🥰 Saying ‘I love you’ without saying it - Thomas/Isabelle

🛁 platonic bathing - Ian/Gabriel

Ask Game is here. Filled prompts are here, here & here on AO3.

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Free

❤️‍🩹 Reunited after a long time apart

It was done.

Voltari still found it hard to believe, even now as he was on his way upstairs to open the Chamber doors for the Elders. Cuddly Dick had been defeated and the other Overlords rounded up and secured. Their plan had actually worked and Voltari – Voltari was free. No more mind games, no more torture and punishment dealt out with sickening smiles, no more constant vigilance. For the first time in his life, he could just be, and the realisation hit him so hard that his steps faltered on the stairs and he had to stop and take a deep breath to calm his racing heart.

There was, of course, still the lingering fear that the Elders, now that they had no use for them anymore, would go back on their word and not pardon him and Dissectus like they had promised. A lifetime of mistrust made it difficult, nearly impossible, for him to believe in the good of people now. But Voltari wanted to believe. He wanted to believe so badly even though he and Dissectus probably didn’t deserve a second chance – definitely didn’t, Voltari amended, thinking of all the things he’d been forced to do to survive in a world where showing even the smallest sign of weakness could mean certain death. But that didn’t stop him from wanting a new life, a better one – one without secrets, pain and loneliness. And after what he’d been through these last few weeks he wasn’t below begging the Elders for it.

His ruined eye began to throb under the eye piece, a painful reminder of everything he was walking away from right now. Voltari resisted the urge to reach up and rub at the mutilated skin as he continued on his way: up the stairs, then down the winding hallways until he finally reached the large wooden doors that had held him prisoner this whole time. His hands were shaking when he inserted the key and pulled them open.

The Elders were waiting outside and turned towards him as one. Voltari couldn’t deny his surprise when they all broke out into smiles, almost as if he was a long lost friend they hadn’t seen in a while. One of them, the scribe, let out a noise of unbridled excitement before she came forward and threw her arms around him in a hug.

Voltari froze.

“Oh, sorry,” she said in embarrassment and hurried to step back. “I’m just so grateful to be home again!”

With that, she shuffled past him, the others close behind her. Voltari blinked after them, not quite able to comprehend what had just happened, before the soft clearing of a throat drew his attention back to the person behind him.

“You’ll get used to them,” Dissectus said, a smile tugging at his lips, and Voltari forgot how to breathe. He drank in the sight of his oldest, his only friend like a parched man, cataloguing all the things that were different about him; from the dark blue tunic he now wore in place of his uniform to the lack of make-up on his face. He looked gentler without both, Voltari thought, and lovelier if such a thing was even possible.

Something eased in his chest, then; something that had been tightly coiled ever since Cuddly Dick had summoned them for the first time and grown incredibly painful when Dissectus had left him behind to provide a cover for Negatus and secure their future. Without warning, tears pricked at his eyes and Dissectus’s face softened in spite of Voltari’s attempts to swallow them.

“It’s okay,” he said in a tone that had only ever been reserved for the privacy of their bedchambers before, the only places they could allow themselves to be vulnerable. “It’s over, Tari. We made it.”

Voltari knew that, of course. Yet hearing Dissectus say it was different, somehow; made it more tangible and real. He exhaled shakily and a moment later found himself drawn against a warm chest with more gentleness than Dissectus had ever shown openly before. Arms came up around his back, and when one of Dissectus’s hands found its way into his hair, Voltari closed his eyes and let his head be guided onto one shoulder.

“It’s over,” Dissectus murmured again and this time, Voltari didn’t fight the tears. He curled his fingers into the soft fabric of Dissectus’s tunic and let the tension, fear and pain of the last few weeks fall away from him. It was a much needed moment of comfort, even if it only lasted briefly before Voltari pulled back. Ducking his head to hide the redness around his eye, he gestured at the doors. “We should head inside. There’s still much work to be done.”

“Of course,” Dissectus said gracefully. His soft smile said that he had seen right through the deflection and was choosing not to mention it – just as he was choosing not to mention the angry marks around Voltari’s eye piece or the way Voltari’s hands were still trembling faintly in the afternoon light.

Voltari had quite forgotten what it felt like to be seen, but rather than letting it unsettle him, he revelled in the sensation and allowed himself a small smile as they took the first steps of their new lives together.

#dissectus #voltari #scribe elder ho-tan #yonderland #disstari #my fic #ask game prompt ficlet

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