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neonponders · 2 years
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First Skull Rock Clan post heyoo ~
Billy doesn’t mind walking in on Steve and Eddie. Because no matter who’s topping or how hot and heavy they are, the bottom takes one look at Billy and gasps, “Billy!” like they just realized it’s Christmas.
And whoever Billy kisses first cums in a nano-second.
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Mike getting absolutely BODIED by Spring Bonnie
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ecoamerica · 2 months
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ffuscous · 1 month
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There are ghosts in Hawkins...
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minyicho · 13 days
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Cape Barren goose (look at themmm!!)
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Canadian goose (no.1 guard goose)
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Barnacle goose (those are some cool looking stripes!)
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Cackling goose (I bet this goose has a great cackle)
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African goose (such elegance! and poise!)
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Sebastopol goose (so floofy)
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Egyptian goose (pretty colours!)
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Ruddy-headed goose (check out that pattern!)
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Bean goose (this looks like the kinda goose that would enjoy some beans)
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Embden goose (the classic)
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Toulous goose (majestic beasts)
feel free to reblog with your favourite geese that I might have missed!!
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retrogamingblog2 · 18 days
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eddiethehunted · 3 months
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i LOVE fics where eddie’s like “i’m a virgin… nobody wants to fuck me EVER… i’m a bitchless loser… never even had my first kiss… woe is me😔” and steve, vibrating with poorly restrained lust, is like “so i have this crazy idea”
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ecoamerica · 1 month
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ahhrenata · 10 months
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Steve tries to stay quiet while he gets ready for work, but Eddie hears him. He keeps his eyes closed and just listens- to Steve grumbling to himself when his hair doesn’t sit quite right, who starts to hum and whisper some catchy song. Eddie turns his sleepy gaze onto Steve as he shuffles around their room- watching quietly as he slips on his clothes, his shoes, a simple chain with Eddie’s ring around his neck. A warm, affectionate smile breaks across his face. Before he leaves, Steve glances at what he expects to be a sleeping Eddie, but instead, he’s met with a rasped, ‘Hey.’ Eddie sits himself up, stretches his arm across Steve’s side of the bed, and reaches, fingers wiggling. Steve crosses the room to cradle his face.
Their foreheads press, noses bump, and Steve brushes his fingers across scars and dimples.
He breathes a quiet,
‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.’
Eddie huffs a tired laugh,
‘You know I never mind.’
Because, yeah.
Every morning Steve tries to stay quiet while he gets ready for work, but Eddie always hears him.
( another one from the poll | WIP )
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buckysbarnes · 2 months
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WHY I WATCH STRANGER THINGS: THE “PLOT” - PART THREE
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stevenose · 24 days
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body to flame (18+)
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summary: steve’s insists he only needs twenty minutes to make you cum.
contains: reader with a vagina; ‘good girl’ and ‘pretty girl’ used for reader; no pronouns for reader; fingering (reader receiving); banter; bitchy!steve; sort of mean!steve but it’s all in good fun
this is hardly proofread so apologies 💔
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“All I need is twenty minutes.”
You scoff and look over your shoulder at Steve, who hasn’t even bothered looking up from the tapes he’s reorganizing.
“Twenty minutes?” you repeat. “That’s not even a whole lunch break.”
“I’ve done it quicker.”
“Bullshit, Steve.”
“You’re scared, huh?” he asks.
“Of you making me cum? Yes.”
Now he scoffs, looking up at you, placing his hands on his hips. Bitchy. “You really don’t believe me?”
“I absolutely do not.”
“Huh.” He stares at you, narrows his eyes at the back of your head. “Give me a chance, won’t ya?”
“A chance?”
“Let me try it on you.”
You whip around, hurling an empty VHS box at him, which he somehow dodges in the nick of time. “No way!”
“What? Don’t wanna be proven wrong?”
“You ever think that maybe I don’t want you to touch me?”
He laughs, much to your shock.
“Steve,” you sigh. “Get a grip.”
It’s silent for a while. You go back to inputting returns and Steve moves around, replacing them. Then he comes back to the check out desk, leaning on it with his forearms. Crowds your space, makes you back up, your cheeks heating up.
“My paycheck.”
You falter. “What about it?”
“I’ll give you my entire paycheck if I can’t make you cum in twenty or less.”
Your eyes roll, but he can see right through you.
“Are you making fifteen dollars more than me an hour or something?”
“I got overtime twice last week!” he defends. “Should be a couple hundred.”
You lick your lips, eyes moving back to the computer as if you’re interested in it more than him. “And if you do? You want my paycheck?”
“When I do, then you’ll let me have another hour with you.”
“To do what? Torture me?”
Steve just smiles.
You narrow your eyes. “Where would this even happen?”
“Uh, on break?” he says, like you’re dense. “Put up a ‘be back in twenty’ sign. Or maybe I should just close up shop?”
The entire thing is so scandalous that it has your face burning up, almost suffocatingly. And he won’t stop looking at you with those dumb puppy dog eyes. A little pout tugging his lips downward.
“You’re gonna beg me?” you snark.
“Couple hundred would go a long way, wouldn’t it?”
You’re so sure you can win at this. Even if he’s good, twenty minutes isn’t that long. And that’s how you end up on his lap on the dilapidated couch in the back room, a “be back in twenty :)” sign slapped onto the front door. Your pants are off and in a heap on the floor below you, underwear still on - you made Steve swear he’d work around them.
No cock, either. “This isn’t just an excuse to get your dick wet, is it?”
Hands thrown up in surrender, he’d said, “Fine, fine. Fingers only:”
“You’re gonna be so broke,” you insist, but it’s already getting difficult. He’s hard underneath you and apparently neither of you will bring it up. Steve looks so pleased with himself, and the confidence makes your stomach flip.
“I wouldn’t be so sure.” His eyes are glinting, full of mischief. “You’re gonna be spending an hour in the Harrington Torture Chamber.”
You laugh boisterously. “And what’s that entail?”
He glares playfully, hands moving up your thighs, settling where they meet your ass. “You’ll just have to see.”
His fingers glide underneath the material, hands first grabbing your ass. You gasp a little as he kneads. “You let me know when to start.”
You twist around to look at the clock behind you. 5:37 pm. Jesus, you’re doing this before it’s even dark out. You look back at him, annoyingly handsome below you, little highlights playing in his curls.
“Now seems fine,” you finally say.
Steve looks over your shoulder. “What do you say we stop at an even six o’clock?”
“Now, Steve.”
There’s really no fanfare. He doesn’t take much time with you, moving his hands around to the front to cup your cunt over your underwear. His thumb finds your clit immediately and you let out an embarrassingly easy whine.
“Right there?” he coos. “Always been good at findin’ it.”
“Bullshit,” you breathe, resting your hands on his shoulders. “Prob- you probably just found out about the clit.”
“Y’know, you better learn to use that mouth for somethin’ a little better than insulting me.”
You’re incredibly, incredibly thankful his fingers weren’t inside of you when he said that. You clench down, pleasure coursing from your stomach to your clit while he rubs gentle circles into it.
“That shut you up,” he muses. “Like being told what to do, huh?”
“Fuck off.”
His thumb presses a little harder. Still delicious - more so, in fact. You bite your cheek hard and stare at his forehead. His eyes are too intense for you.
“Can’t even look at me,” he tsks. “This is a lot for you, huh? It’s only been two minutes.”
You’re thankful for the reminder. You push your thoughts away, starting to think of the new releases coming up, the new cash reconciliation process. But it only works for about three minutes, until Steve gets bored with your non-reaction and slips his fingers under your underwear.
“Jesus,” he moans, “you’re so wet.” He licks his lips. “This all for me? Or are you wet from when Keith came in earlier?”
“Shut up!”
“It’s gotta be one of them, huh?” he presses, rubbing bigger, stronger circles into your clit while his other fingers press into your entrance just a bit. You gasp and clench again, and Steve smirks. “It was Keith, wasn’t it? Can’t wait to tell our friends how horny you get for him.”
“Not Keith,” you pant.
“Oh, then me?”
“Shut up!”
“No way.” His middle finger rubs against your hole. “This is too easy, babe. Got twelve minutes left with you and you’re already creamin’.”
You choose to ignore him, taking deep breaths, squeezing his shoulders. When you least expect it, Steve slides his finger inside of you.
“O-oh -!”
“Feels good, doesn’t it.” Looks at you like he’s really pitying you. “I give you another two minutes.”
“Just - I - just -“ You feel insane, so hot from his attention, pleasure building wickedly fast in your lower stomach. “I need - give me a break.”
“Uh-uh,” he says, wrapping his free arm tight around you and fucking his finger nice and slow in and out of you. Your jaw clenches, squirming to get away from the pleasure, but his arm keeps you planted in place. “Didn’t say twenty minutes with breaks, did I? Not gonna let you cheat.”
Steve’s fingers working in tandem, your mind begins fogging over. You continue squirming - away from or towards him, you’re not exactly sure.
“Didn’t think you’d last this long,” he mumbles. “You’re easy, though.”
“It’s too much,” you whine. Six minutes left. He doesn’t even seem phased.
“I know,” he coos. “Overwhelming, huh? Can’t act like a big girl now, can you?”
You hate the way that’s fueled your fire. Desperate to hold on, you lean forward, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Fingernails dig into his skin through his shirt and vest and he smiles at your reaction.
“Go ahead and hide, baby, but I better see your face when you cum.”
You take a shaky breath and bite down onto his shoulder. Steve groans, fingers picking up their pace, and now you’re really, truly fucked.
You try to think of anything else. Car payment. Potholes on Main Street. Library fines. Keith.
But Steve’s whispering in your ear, saccharine, his voice a velvety deep tenor that makes your chest vibrate. “There we go, good girl. You’re gonna cum so hard for me, huh? You’re so easy. Give it up so good, don’t you? Just for a few extra bucks? Or did you really want played with? Starting to think it’s the latter, babe.”
“Steve,” you cry, thighs shaking and clenching. Steve surely has no feeling in his hand but he keeps up his work, anyway. Three minutes to go.
“Uh-huh, I know, so hard, isn’t it? Just love being fucked on my fingers so much. When I get that extra hour I’m gonna see how many you can take. You’re so tight, gonna take a whole fist to get you ready for my cock.”
You’re seriously shocked. And you’re so desperate for it that your clit tenses up, ready to burst, ready for your vision to go black and for you to moan embarrassingly loud right on Steve’s lap. You reach down for his wrist, gripping it tight, shaking your head and scrunching your face.
“Go on,” he praises, smiling wide, working just a little faster. “Cum for me, give it up, pretty girl.”
You squeal and bury your head into Steve’s shoulder again while you cum, your hips grinding against his hand, making it drip. Steve laughs, moves his arm so he’s rubbing your back instead of pinning you down. “Oh, that felt so good, didn’t it? Feels so good being bitched out on my lap, huh?”
And that’s it. You cum again. Clenching down, shouting into his skin, teeth piercing it open. Steve gasps and groans, lets you ride his hand until your hips still and you’re panting, jaw unclenching from his flesh.
“What did I tell you?” he asks, still rubbing your back. “That was two with two minutes to spare, sweetheart. Want me to put another sign up? You might be busy for a while.”
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Corroded Coffin making it big after touring with Metallica, but at this point they’re basically immune to being starstruck ever again (because…well, they’ve toured with Metallica) so they’re pretty chill around famous people.
Fast forward to an award show a couple months later, Eddie brings Steve, Steve brings Robin and while Eddie just mostly stays at their table chatting away with Jeff and James, Steve and Robin get drunk and go absolutely ballistic.
Running around, stealing bread from all the other tables, and doing shots with everyone who’s willing to put up with their antics. At some point Steve comes up to Eddie, hands on his shoulders, excited and giddy and tells him, „Hey Eds, I just talked to Rick Astley! He’s such a nice guy. Robin told him he should release a negative version of his song and just sing ‘then im gonna give you up, then im gonna let you down’ and he actually seemed to consider it as an April Fool’s joke or something.”
And Eddie just looks at him, an amused, fond smile on his lips, says, “that’s great, baby, m’glad you’re having fun“ and presses a kiss to Steve’s neck, before turning around again, resuming his conversation with Kirk about about a song idea.
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obsessed with the idea that as soon Steve Harrington realizes that he is bi he skips over the internalized homophobia and the denial and goes straight (not! lol) to boyfriend. He tells Robin he has a crush on Eddie while he drives her to school in the morning and by the time they have their shift in the afternoon he is already Wayne's son in law. He gets over the whole crisis stuff in like 5 mins and panics instead over where he will take Eddie on their first date. He realized he really wants to run his hands through Eddie's hair (in a gay way) and half an hour later he already has his tongue down his throat.
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toktopus-art · 2 years
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“🎵  I got chills, they're multiplying and I'm losing control 🎵”
steve singing grease songs to eddie 😌
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plistommy · 1 month
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Steve’s known to be very good at charming girls.
He’s used to making them blush and giggle at his sweet words. Used to them giving him the bedroom eyes as their delicate hands slowly moved up his arm, squeezing the muscle there while begging for him to take them to his room and fuck them.
He never left them unsatisfied.
So, it wasn’t any different when he used the same technique on Eddie.
They had been sitting on his couch, a movie playing in the background when Steve had finally made the first move after months of them tiptoeing around each other and their feelings.
He’d made the older boy laugh at his dumb jokes before he had scooted closer, slowly moving his arm to rest on the back of the couch, very close to the Eddie’s shoulder and then… he had leaned in.
And Eddie had responded so well.
He kissed Steve back with the same type of desperation, arms finding their way around Steve’s waist and Steve felt like he was buzzing with excitement as he deepened the kiss, softly caressing the back of Eddie’s neck.
”Let’s go upstairs,” He had said, voice deep and low and it had made Eddie moan.
When they got to his room, Steve was all but ready to push Eddie to his bed and make him stay there looking all pretty while Steve did all the work.
But instead, he felt Eddie pushing him towards the bed and soon he was the one laying there, big brown eyes looking up as Eddie came to lay between his spread legs with a wide grin. He grinded down on him, making their clothed dicks brush against each other and Steve let out a soft moan out of surprise.
It was a total switch up from the nervous Eddie from earlier and it had made Steve feel many, many things as the older boy started to kiss his neck.
Steve had to bite back a moan when he had licked his pulse, but Eddie wasn’t having any of that, apparently.
”C’mon, let me hear the real you, sweetheart.”
Steve hadn’t known what he had meant by that. Wasn’t this the real him?
When he has had sex before, he’d always focus on his partner and their pleasure over his as he’d try to make them as loud as possible when they cum. That’s what he does and what he loves.
But once Eddie was cock deep inside Steve’s tight heat, holding onto him and praising him of being such a good boy and the most gorgeous creature he’s ever laid his eyes on, Steve couldn’t help the way he whined.
Couldn’t help how he moaned with every thrust his lover was giving him. How he begged for more as he held onto Eddie’s shoulders and cried when Eddie answered to his pleas and fucked him harder.
How he came untouched for the very first time.
After that, when they were laying in his bed, both sweaty and panting from the sex, Steve realized he’d been so so wrong about himself and the sex he loved.
It made him a little irritated how much he had held back his own pleasure.
So, it hadn’t taken long until he was already up for a second round, riding Eddie with earnestness as he took control of the pace this time, listening to his own body and the things it liked. The things it needed.
Which was the way Eddie’s dick felt inside him. How full it made him feel and how it always hit that spot inside him that made his whole body tingle.
Yeah.
Steve was never coming back from this.
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mustlovesteve · 8 months
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I loved the first commission so much, I couldn't resist ordering another one as a parallel of sorts! This lovely drawing is by @toktopus-art. It's based on a scene from Chapter 26 of my vamp!Eddie/Steve-gets-Vecna'd fic, laughing at the broken glass.
Scene excerpt is below, and the AO3 link to the fic is on my pinned post.
Steve wished they could just stay like this, but there were only two more songs left on this A-side. “Hey, can I see your bracelet?” Eddie asked. If not for his all-too-casual tone, Steve wouldn’t have suspected anything. “Pulling out all the stops, huh?” Steve asked wryly. Eddie flashed a shameless grin at him. Chuckling, Steve tugged his sleeve down before lifting up his wrist. To his pleasant surprise, the glow-in-the-dark effect was actually noticeable. Eddie took a moment to share in the admiration of the bracelet before grabbing Steve’s hand and tugging it down. “This is better, yeah?” Eddie asked. “Huh?” Steve turned to look at him again, but Eddie was staring straight up at the sky. “Than just sitting in your car in the freezing cold by yourself, I mean.” “I had Freddie Mercury with me.” “I’m serious.” Eddie finally turned his head to face Steve again. His expression certainly matched his words. Steve couldn’t help but tense up at the shift in tone, though he was swiftly eased by the way Eddie’s thumb brushed across his knuckles. “I...hate that you even have to ask.” Steve managed to smile, even though Eddie frowned at that. “Yeah, this is better.” One song left. It wasn’t fair.
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artiststarme · 3 months
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Imagine a time loop where Dustin is the only one who knows. He has to watch Steve (the guy he considers an older brother) and Eddie (his role model) flirt a million different ways. Each time they all die before anything can be done.
Finally, Dustin yells at them to do something about it.
“Goddammit! Just make out already! I have lived through this for 67 days, I can’t do it anymore. Stop trying to scar me for life and get on with it or knock it off!”
That’s how the rest of the party find out about the time loop although no one believes Dustin because as soon as Eddie and Steve do “get on with it” by kissing before the final fight, everyone lives and the loop ends.
Even Dustin starts to wonder if it was all his imagination. (Until he re-hears some of the god-awful flirts they use. Then all the trauma comes flooding back.)
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dragonstar2568 · 2 months
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Every time one of (his) The kids or Eddie do something they weren’t supposed to Steve always gives them the same rant about how they could have gotten hurt or lost how they could have died. Que Eddie doing something stupid, where he could have gotten hurt.
The second eddie (and the kids following behind to watch him get yelled at) see Steve with his arms already crossed he knows he fucked up, so he tells him :
Steve: (arms on hips) (starts to open his mouth)
Eddie: (hangs his head down) I’m so sorry, I know what I did was reckless and wrong, I could have died or gotten hurt, I know I scared you and I shouldn’t have brought the kids along and it would have been all my fault if something had happen to them or me, I know you love us and don’t wanna see us get hurt. I love you too and I will clean your car and take the kids to school all week as punishment. I will be up our room to think about what I did.
The kids : (shocked)
Steve: (shocked & speechless) y-yes you will. a-And don’t do that again?
Eddie: (kisses Steve on the cheek) I won’t
Mike: What the fuck ?!
Dustin: He just gets off Scott free!?
Steve: (still in a daze) w-
Eddie: (walking into the house) Watch your mouth Mike.
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