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3hunnidstunt · 10 months

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nsfw mdni

nerd plug! eren brainrot

cw : chubby r, nerd eren ( he’s a two faced cunt ) drug useage n smoke, small thigh/lap riding, fingering , sex with glasses on, tiny cockwarming, dirty talk, praising, creampie, shotgunning, small mention of r bein girly, ( i write w black r in mind ) not proofread might be some spelling errors i’m tired mdni

eren would be seen as an innocent, quiet boy who doesn’t care about his surroundings - only mindful to his little bubble. he’s passing all his classes, always at the library studying for upcoming exams and just being the sweet boy he is. and you’d watch from afar a few feet away from him. he’s cute and quiet. you felt bad at how he would chase after some girl who didn’t want anything to do with him. you envied him too - how he would get praised and congratulated for everything he does. the only time he ever talked to you was during a project for chemistry. he paid no mind to you always mumbling how you’re a distraction to him and you should quiet down. he wanted nothing to do with you. you, your glossy lips, those pretty lashes you keep batting at him, your perky boobs that try to escape from the low cut shirt, nor those mini skirts. he tries to not be somewhat mean to you because you’re just so sweet and nice.

now he’s sitting on your couch, a little space between you and him. the show from the tv playing while he lights up his blunt. he’s tired from all the exams and test and shit assignments. but he has you and his weed. he’s running his palm on your leg that’s thrown on his lap, massaging the smoothness of it. he can feel you staring at him. his hair out of that bun, resting on his shoulder while a few strands cover his eyes, his pink plump lips wrapping around the blunt and he’s hanging his head back to blow out the smoke in the air. your breath hitch - he looks so good and it’s making you clench your thighs an random shiver running through your body.

you’re taken back when he looks other you - a wide grin on his pretty face “ got something on my face, love? ” he teases and you frown shaking your head. he removes his hand from your thigh wrapping it around your waist pulling you onto his lap. you’re practically naked compared to him - a crop top with care bear design and panties while he’s in a white tee and sweats. he’s finally happy now that you’re become comfortable around him. “ you starin at me hard. you want some? shit makes you feel good ” he offers but you still and hesitant “ ren i don’t smoke - you know that ”. you take off his foggy glasses off cleaning them with the towel before putting them back. you feel cozy on his lap ( he’s manspreading ) as you wrap your arms around him hiding your face between his neck and shoulder even though you’re watching him smoke. his hand resting on your lower back as you grind on his lap, biting your lip to not let out that whine you’re holding in.

“ what’re you trynna do? ” he spoke realizing how quiet you’ve been and the little damp spot on his sweat. you ignore him gripping on his tee tightly finally letting out a broken moan. he placed the blunt down both hands on your hips trying to stop you. “ ren… wan’ you so bad ” you let out totally absentmindedly. “ fuck what should i do with you? could’ve been a good girl and tell me that ” he laughs standing up with his ashtray walking up the stairs to your room. he placed them on the bed while he drops you as well. “ you so fucking wet. why you so wet precious? talk to me ” his voice so sultry while removing your damp panties making your shiver at the cold air. you were so wet you started dripping down on the sheets. he didn’t get a response which he wasn’t so happy at “ you like watching me smoke, thought that shit wasn’t good for me ” you while your head grabbing the hem of his shirt as he ran two fingers through your slit. “ looked so good rennie.. please ”

he removed his shirt, his fingers now warming up inside your velvety walls gathering all your wetness. your lips parting into an “ O ” letting out little whimpers and babbles while eren is complete in a daze at how your sucking his fingers in, wetting them. your thighs threaten to close once his thumb begins rubbing on your little clit. “ so wet baby, talk to me what do you want? wanna hear it ” he watches you with bloodshot eyes as you stutter - trying to not mess up your words. “ need you t’ fuck me- please i-i…ren ” he nods fully understand. his fingers leave your weeping cunt to pull down his sweats and boxer. his cock so pretty. little trimmed hairs, he’s long and thick, a few veins and a pretty pink tip. he lines his leaking tip at your hole. you hold on the bedsheet with a passion, tear blurring your eyes as you moan trying to take what he gives you.

you soak him up so much making it easier for him to slide inside. he stays still for a bit, grabbing the almost finished blunt and lighting it up. he takes a long drag before leaning down tapping your cheek for you to open up which you do. the smoke blow in your mouth and you hold it in for a while before blowing it out infront of his face. he gives a little smile getting up holding onto your waist as he gives one hard thrust shocking you. he continues watching how you squirm beneath him. your braless boobs moving freely from his thrusts and a little bugle forming from your tummy. “ omgomg fuck ren.. oh my god ” your brain empty and your getting dizzy. the puff of smoke around the air making you feel hot. the blunt finishes and he’s completely high. lifting your top revealing your boobs and hard nipples. “ fuckin’ take it , just like that mama. tell rennie how good you feel ” he manages to grunt out, cursing as your nails starch his back. “ so fuckin good daddy - mak-ing me feel so so good ”

he snatches a hair tie he spot from the bed doung his regular hairstyle but way messier and his glasses were getting foggy again which he swiped. he wants to see you. he could tell your about to cum , your eyes rolling back, broken moans and cries, you’re babbling lost in pleasure. “ move your hand princess- gotta take all of this ” and when he see you try to push him farther he pulls out. you whine now that your orgasm is fading away “ nonono! ren please ‘m sorry ” you apologize but he ignores you turning you around on all fours. he slips back in so easily as he presses on your back to finish the arch. “ push me away again and i leave you here all needy and crying. ” he threatens. he runs his hands on your cute rolls and your ass living how well they fit you. he grabs your hair ( natural, braids, locs, or wig etc ) pulling your face up where he can see those fresh tears running down your chubby cheeks. “ why you crying mama ‘ts too much for you huh ” he tease while grabbing on your neck hovering over you to kiss your lips. all messy. drool leaking on either side. “ gonna cum - please let me cum daddy ‘m sorry pleaseplease ” he shushes you kissing away the salty tears while he rubs your clit. a sticky ring of cum starts to form on his cock completely coating him “ cum baby let it out… want all of it c’mon ”. his thrusts get faster and harder while he slaps your ass, his head hung back as he hold your waist tightly cumming.

this is lowkey the longest i’ve written, so proud of myself :3

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#shingeki no kyoujin eren #eren yaegar #eren jeager x y/n #eren jaeger #eren yeager #eren x black fem!reader #eren aot #eren jeager x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren jeager smut #black reader #princess rambles ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ ｡꒱ྀི১🎀🍨

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filthy-baee · 8 months

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Trailer Park Princess

Part 1 - The idea

Bully!Eddie x hyperfem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, mean!Eddie, bully!Eddie, smut, dubcon, noncon, virgin!reader, Eddie is older than reader, reader is over 18, kinda perv!Eddie

Note: I wrote this in 3 months. It took me so long to finish this. I still hope you like it! Not proofread! ♡

Y/N always loved being girly, always wearing skirts or dresses, hair always done and her body always smelt sickenly sweet. And Y/N loved her mom. She really did. Sure, her life was not the best, since her father went away and took all the money with him. It seemed like her formerly nice life found an early end. As she needed to move from her big house to the trailer park, the people changed towards her. They stopped being nice to her, talk to her and ignored her alltogether. Her mother worked her ass off for her daughter in her last year at school, but like every person, she also had a vice - smoking pot. Y/N didn't mind it actually, the only thing that she minded was where she got her shit from - Eddie Munson.

He was a little bit older then Y/N, and she can't deny the small crush she had on him. Sometimes Y/N could hear his van in the night or smell his weed when he was in his room smoking some pot with his window wide open. As they started living in the trailer park, Eddie was the only one who still talked with Y/N. Her social status was now as low as his and he kinda liked that. Y/N were really cute and damn, she was so submissive to him. He knew her from school and even talked with her sometimes before she moved to the trailer park, as she was the only girl who wasn't scared of him or was mean to him. She helped him with everything when he asked her. Y/N even did Eddies homework, just because he asked her to. Sure, he bullied her sometimes, just to see her pretty eyes water and her lips tremble. Sometimes he pushed her, just so he could catch her by her waist, pushing his clothed dick into her ass - the only thing between them his jeans and the thin skirt of Y/N. He also couldn't ignore the little wetness that always formed in her cute panties when he was a little mean to her.

As Y/N finished school, she got a job as a waitress at the Hideout. Eddie also finally finished school in the same year as Y/N did and found a job at a car workshop, near the Hideout.

Y/N's mom bought more and more from Eddie, sometimes forgetting to pay. Eddie didn't mind it that much, as he had a chance to see Y/N and talk with her now that they're out of school, even if it was just about the money her mom didn't pay. Also he could see her cute little face and body in even skimpier little outfits that she only wore at home and was too shy to wear at work.

After some weeks and many unpaid purchases of weed from Eddie, he finally made his way up to Y/N's trailer again. He knew that her mom was out to work and she was alone at home. He knocked on the door, taking a last drag from his own blunt, before he threw it on the ground.

Y/N heared the knock from her bedroom. She jumped to the door, slowly opening it, as she was scared alone at home. As she saw Eddie she opened the door fully, greeting him with a big smile. Eddie eyed her up and down. Y/N wore a short pink skirt with a white crop top. Her boobs nearly escaping the tight top and Eddie could see her panties if she would pick something up.

"Hey Eddie. Mom isn't here yet. Can I help you with something?" she asked and smiled sweetly at him. God, she was too cute for her own good, he thought.

"Well, you know, actually I think you can." Eddie said as he got into Y/N's trailer. He really could see her influence in the trailer. Everything was decorated with small knick knacks in all shades of pink. Eddie didn't really fit in there. He stood out like a sore thumb.

"Sure. What can I do for you, Eddie?" Y/N asked as she leaned against the small kitchen counter. Jesus Christ, this is going to be so easy he thought and a small smile grew on his face.

"You know, your mom didn't pay the last few purchases - again." Eddie said walking closer to Y/N and letting out a dramatic sigh. She could smell the weed on him as he came closer to her. "Oh. I am really sorry! She is so forgettable! But Eddie.... I don't have- " she started to talk but Eddie lifted his hand and she stopped talking immediatly. "I know you have no money. But I think we can find another agreement, right, Y/N?" he spoke and his hands grabbed the counter and Y/N were trapped between his arms. She nodded and looked in his dark chocolate eyes. "What can I do? I can cook for you or-or clean your trailer..." she said slowly, as she thought about other things she could do for Eddie.

Eddie pretended to be thinking really hard, tapping with his finger on his chin. He walked around a little, his long hair flowing around him. Y/N couldn't take her eyes off of him, as he came closer again. "Hmm, what about this sweetheart? You do everything I say for - hm, let us say - a month. How does this sound?" he asked her sweetly, standing right in front of her again. She tried to look away from him, his gaze too much for her. Eddie's hand grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. His pupils were blown, dark gaze following her every move. "Like...like a- a...slave?" she mumbled and whispered the last word, feeling embarrassed just by saying it.

Eddie grinned, his eyes never leaving hers. "If you want to put it that way, yes. We can say you are my slave for a month and your mommy doesn't have to pay me one dollar. Soo? Are you in, sweetheart?" Y/N could feel his hot breath against her blushing cheeks and she let out a small whimper and she nodded slowly. "Fuck. Did she really just whimper?" Eddie thought and he could also see how her thighs clenched together, as Y/N agreed. This is way too much fun for him, who cares about the money? This is something Eddie would pay for actually. The cutest little thing he ever saw and now he can do whatever he wants with her. That's just too good to be true! Eddie would lie if he says he didn't have a sweet spot for her. She was too nice for her own good and so damn pretty! Thank the lord, that her mommy smoked so much, that she even forgets to pay for it. But to be honest, Eddie did never remind her to pay up. He just waited for the right moment to talk with her sweet daughter. And he knew how much Y/N loved her mommy. She would do anything for her, to keep her out of trouble. Y/N knew that Eddie can get really uncomfortable, if people don't pay on time. She heard him talk with them in his trailer and damn, he can be really scary.

But it was different with her family. Eddie was calm with her and her mother, letting slip things, that he would never do with other people. Maybe he likes Y/N, but he would never say that to her.

"Good girl." Eddie said and let his knuckles brush over her jawline. Goosebumps rose on her skin as Y/N bit her lips, looking up at Eddie with big eyes. Eddie thought deeply, glancing at her blushing cheeks. "Kiss me." he demanded.

Y/N gulped, not knowing if she heared him right. "W-What?" Eddie pulled her closer by her hips. "I said...Kiss. Me!" Eddie's hand brushed her hair behind her ear, waiting for her next reaction. Her eyes started glizening with tears. Y/N felt uneasy. Kissing him? This would be her first kiss!

"Or should I search for your mommy and get the money out of her? You know we had an agreement, princess." Eddie mumbled staring at her glossy eyes. A small smirk appeared on his lips as he saw that Y/N was struggeling badly. "N-No! I'm sorry. It's just- I...never-" Y/N studdered, looking ashamed to her side.

Eddie couldn't believe it. She never kissed anyone? This has to be his lucky day. "No problem, sweetheart. I show you." he said, as he pulled her waist flush with his hips. Y/N could feel his warmth radiating from his body. Eddie pushed his legs between her thighs. He grabed her chin in his hands, his thumb slowly brushing over her bottom lip. Y/N opened her mouth, being submissive like always. Eddie grinned as he saw how responsive she was.

Eddies lips brushed over hers. Eddie took his sweet time with her, kissing her deeply and slowly. His tongue brushed over her lips and Y/N let out a low moan. Eddies tongue slipped into her mouth, tasting her sweet taste.

As Eddie broke the kiss, Y/N heart was racing, her face a bright red. "Good girl. You will learn how to do it in no time." he said patting her head like she was a cute little puppy. Y/N leaned into his touch, loving the feeling of him carassing her hair.

She was just too cute, Eddie thought. "Now tell me. Are you a virgin, Y/N?" Eddies eyes met hers again in a piercing gaze. She tried to look away but he grabbed her jaw in a tight grip. She nodded, but Eddie was not having any of it. "I asked you a question. I need your words, princess. Or is a small kiss enough to get you dumb?" he grinned. "Y-Yeah...I am...a virgin." you whispered.

I am one lucky motherfucker, Eddie thought as he heared her words leave her sweet lips.

"Kiss me again. Like I did before, but now you do it on your own." Eddie demanded. Eddie pulled her up by her waist and sat her down on the kitchen counter. Y/N could feel his hard dick between her legs as he sat her down. She looked up to him, mumbling a small "Yes, Eddie" before she pulled him down to her. Her lips met his in a small kiss. Y/N licked slowly over Eddies lips, trying to do it just like Eddie did before. He grinned as he saw her struggle, her legs were trembling, goosebumps appeared all over her small body. Eddie slowly opened his mouth, giving her permission to enter his mouth with her tongue. She tasted the weed on his tongue, a small whimper escaped her plush lips. As Eddie grapped her ass, Y/N's body tensed up. She opened her mouth further and Eddies tongue pushed deeper into her mouth. Eddie looked at her. Y/N's eyes were closed, her small hands clamping down on her skirt, knuckles turning white. Eddie pulled away, just as he saw her leaning into his touch on her ass more and more. Y/N looked at him disappointed. Her lips were puffy and a small pout appeared on her lips. He patted her head slightly, ruffeling her hair. "Good girl. You did so well." Eddie smiled softly at her. "T-Thank you."

Eddie took some steps back from her, leaving her cold and needy for him. "I will pick you up tomorrow after work. Then we will talk about the rules for our little agreement, sweetheart."

Eddie walked to the door, waving at her before closing the door behind him. Y/N still sat on the kitchencounter, legs shaking with need. Y/N's fingers slowly brushed over her lips, still tasting Eddie on them. She let out a sigh. As she hopped down from where she sat, she saw the small patch of wetness she left behind.

Taglist: @darknesseddiem @tlclick73

#eddie smut #eddie munson #eddie #eddie headcanons #eddie munson smut #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x you #dark eddie #eddie stranger things #dark!eddie #bully!eddie #eddie x bimbo!reader #eddie x hyperfem!reader #mean!eddie #mean!eddie munson

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clemnchai · 1 year

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Dealer! Ellie headcannon’s ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

dealer! ellie who’s your polar opposite. everyone was surprised when you two first came out. you’re sweet as honey and shy— outfits always a littlee skimpy. and ellie was… ellie. she loves it tho. loves having arm candy ♡

dealer! ellie who gets genuinely offended when you try to roll your own joints or even smoke without her. she’s such a baby about it. “what the fuck? where’d you get this shit from?” she picks up the tiny baggy with aggravation on her face. “well… you were busy els— and i’ve been stressed! y’cant be mad at me because you neglected me” you say with a small pout. “neglect—? ok ok. you’re not smoking this shit, man. how about this, i roll you a joint with my good shit and we can watch hello kitty island adventure—whatever the fuck and chill, kay?” safe to say ellie takes the ‘pretty girl’ discount seriously ♡

dealer! ellie who always rolls your joints in strawberry papers and bags your weed in cute baggies w hearts ♡

dealer! ellie who called you princess in a teasing way at first but it just…. stuck. ♡

dealer! ellie only lets you do her make up while she’s high as a kite. so now you’re here sitting on her lap putting mascara and eyeliner on her pretty red eyes. “els, stop moving. i’ll mess up” you stop and sit back to look at her while she smokes the last of her joint. “you’re lucky m’ letting you do this— how long does this take again? is this why you take so long to get ready?” you rolled your eyes as she rambled and she playfully pinches ur waist and smoothes her hand over. “done! “ you hand her a small mirror to look at your work. “cute. my lil’ picasso.” leaning in to give you a wet smooch that you dodge. “no kisses, you’ll ruin my work.” she huffs and sits up to effortlessly flip you over so she’s on top of you. you let out a girly squeal at the sudden change in position. “fuck that.” she says n’ then gives you wet, exaggerated kisses all over your pretty, giggly face ♡

dealer! ellie who does things because she knows it makes you nervous. she’ll take your cheeks in between her fingers and shotgun kiss you during the smoke sesh and chuckle at how you look at her w doe eyes:( or she’ll tease you in public— moving her hand a little too close to the warmth in between your thighs and pulling away when she hears your breath stutter. she can be so mean:( ♡

dealer! ellie who listens to 90s rap and r&b. also cannot fuck you without some r&b in the background. “sets the mood” she says. ♡

dealer! ellie who passes you the joint when fucking you:( “yea— yea. shit. you look so fucking good.” she pulls the joints from her mouth and blows the smoke away from your face. the way you cream around her strap makes her head fuzzier than weed could ever. “here— open up bun” she places the joint in between you lips and stares as you inhale— and eventually pull back to turn your head up to exhale. “mmh.” she gives a validating hum and smacks your ass— completely discarding the joint to kiss your red, pouty lips ♡

dealer! ellie who makes stupid jokes and conspiracies while high. “dude…. what do you think would happen if everyone farted at the exact same time. what if the world like— fuckin’— exploded or something.” “ellie.. what?” you cant contain your giggles at the auburn haired girls question. “what?? it’s a genuine question. what if all of our farts created a nuclear bomb. that’s kinda… scary. now i’m getting scared.” she said seriously— as if the made up situation could ever happen. “ellie.. that will never happen and i’m pretty sure your farts alone could create a nuclear bomb.” you joked back and giggled at her offended face. “okay…. you got me.” she’s so silly😭

dealer! ellie who only downloads social media so you can send her memes and things that remind you of her. her only instagram pics are scenery pics and pictures of you ♡

dealer! ellie who loves ass. that’s it. especially loves when you wear short skirts so when you bend down she can see your cute pink panties. sometimes she’ll pull your panties to the side and eat your pussy from the back till your knees are weak:( ♡

dealer! ellie who just loves her girl soo much!! you’ll often catch her staring at you and you get so shy— but all she’s thinking about is how lucky she is to have such a sweet girl like you belong to her and her only ♡

- ˚ʚ♡a ɞ˚

#ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams smut #ellie williams #dealer!ellie #els <3 #tlou 2 ellie

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starfxkr · 2 months

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oo what are the girls favorite types of swimsuits and what are they having in their beachbag!!!

i want you to know i spent 20-30 mins of my hair appointment working on this bc i love this question sm

kitten

kitten has copious amonts of bikini tops but always loses the bottoms some how so very mix and match but it doesnt bother her bc she wears her shorts most the time lots of halters in black, cheetah print or like dark blue/denim. minimal patterns, the american flag bikini was initially a joke but she thought she looked cunt so now its in constant rotation. avoids string bottoms bc jj pulls them at the worst fucking moments.

her bag is filled with fuckin junk and its burstinggg at the seams and she jokes that shes turning into her mama with the broken cigarettes in the bottom 😭 she has nothing useful at all: sunglasses, weed, lip gloss, car keys and crumpled up dollars for an ice cream cone or something. her idea of a beach read is carrie and she has a clip on mp3 player shes kept since middle school

pup

pup os very colorful and comfy with little details. prefers crochet bikinis and matching sets because she wants the whole look to be cute!!! is not afraid of the tankini okay it makes her titties look good! loves floral and gingham print the most. goes for a triangle cut more than anything but doesnt mind a bandeau or a scoop on occasion. wears lots of coverup skirts when walking around. john bs favorite is the yellow gingham one because of the little keyhole in the middle and pokes her there to annoy her.

is actually responsible at the beach since she spends so much time there. has water, and sandwiches and sunscreen because she freckles and her best friend already smokes cigarettes she wants one less cancer for her to worry about LMAO. keeps her wallet on her at all times and loves a good spray of body mist just in case she ends up at a party.

bunny

her swimsuits are tiny, expensive and very very pink. somehow managed an archival dior monogramed bikini??? loves stringy little things that tie in the front to fuck with rafe and flash him. also likes ruffles and scalloped hems she feels like theyre super girly and doesn’t wear many one pieces but the one she has cups her tits real nice but manages to seem modest at first glance. all patterened in cutesy girly patterns

is less of a beach girl and more of a pool girl but she packs accordingly each time (well rafe packs most of it.) her selections impractical: body shimmer, perfume, lip gloss. but his are more realistic with sunscreen, her favorite pop, camera because she loves to force him to take pictures, towel, extra pair of shoes.

fox

unsurprisingly fox is very no fuss with her swimsuits but that doesnt mean she doesnt look good ukwim? mostly one pieces because she finds em more comfortable but will make them a scoop back to show some skin and looks soooo cunt in the brown tankini and knows it LOL. likes a bandeau one piece too and her choices normally arent patterned but likes browns, purples. looks fuckin stun in the red one piece legit made popes jaw drop and she teased him for it for weeks.

carries at least two books because she reads fast and wants options. has extra sandals and is the only pogue to bring a beach towel 😭 her wallet is her grandmas old cigarette case. carries sunscreen and a hat for practicality and packs a whole lunch because she hates spending money.

#✨.txt #kitten!reader #puppy!reader #bunny!reader #fox!reader #visuals

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hellomakittyx00x · 6 months

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Glycerin freeze 🥶 bong 💕

#420stoner #fairycore #420daily #420girl #girls who smoke weed #girly aesthetic #hello kitty #hellokitty #kawaii #kawaiiaesthetic #Kuromi #Cinnamaroll #hellokitty core #just girly things #girly stuff #cute stoner #pink aesthetic

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rubiehart · 8 days

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🫂; 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 - send in a little information about yourself (hobbies, personality type, style etc.) and i’ll tell you which boy or girl you’re most compatible with

Hiii!!! i really love your page its so cute

some things abt me, i love reading, i love watching movies and listening to music, i love going to the beach even though i live pretty far from it (i live in north texas and galveston is like...5 hours away), i love the color pink, i love dancing and partying, i dont drink all that much and ive never smoked, i mostly spend my time by myself or with friends going out to eat and watching movies at home but i also love hiking and being outdoors

im kind of a shy person, im not great at flirting and i can get flustered quiet easily, im more of an ambivert, i love going out and socializing but it can take me a minute to warm up, my style is more coquette and dollette, im more girly and i wear very feminine clothes because they make me feel pretty, i love doing my make up and getting my nails done, i also love the freaking ocean so much like istg the water calls me

also congrats on 1k!!!!!

thankyouu soo much cutie you seem so sweet!!

you’re most compatible with pope i feel!!

he’d approach you in the library one day, he hadn’t told the pogues about you because he knew they’d just plague him to ask you out and he wanted to do it in his own time. he’d eventually psyched himself up enough because talking to pretty girls freaks him out!!

coming up to you and starting a casual conversation about the book you’re reading and you’re such a sweetheart to him and his heart is clenching the whole time because you’re perfect.

when you hang out with the pogues together, jj’s offering you weed and popes declines for you because he doesn’t want you to get corrupted by jj off all people.

you and pope go to the beach late at night, sitting on some rock or in a little cove that you’ve made yours to watch the sunset, sharing wired earphones and listening to your shared playlist with your head rested on his shoulder and he’s the happiest man alive.

pope would love having a pretty girl on his arm at a keg and even though he’s sort of an introvert himself, and more extroverted around his friends, he’s not afraid to stick up for you when some kook tries to hit on you.

#rubie’s 1k follower celebration! ₊˚⊹ᰔ #🫂: lust for hearts ⋆.˚#xoxohoneymoongirl ᡣ𐭩

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narciesuss · 4 months

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imeverywoman420 · 2 years

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(Do not discourse me i just smoked weed im processi my feelings) It is weird as a feminist i recognize how harmful things like pushing femininity is onto kids makeup and beauty culture. But as someone that lives in a society, grew up in society as a Human and not an ideologue… i do feel so warm and nostalgic looking at little kids makeup kits and thinking about the bratz video game etc. I am very girly aesthetically. Common feminist thing is like “well you wouldnt dress like that if men didnt exist and u were on an island of just women!!! You do everything to impress men!!” And i couldnt disagree more. I was literally sooo outcast by other girls as a child, treated like some sexless imp or third gender less than a boy less than a girl. I post so much about how stupid and oppressive femininity is. But i really have always been drawn to girlish and cute aesthetics or glamour. In high school girls hated me and were always calling me a slut for wearing too much makeup and stuff lol. Thats just who i am. Whats the word- im flamboyant. Guys often actually dont like how much i dress up or how i like everything to be hot pink and leopard print and hello kitty.

I think some people are just flamboyant, some people like certain aesthetics. Theres always going to be people like me. Remember red, from orange is the new black. Always with the eyeliner and red hair dye. Some people are into extreme body modification and genuinely do just want to have balloon titties. I think its weird to assume in an ideal society with no gender roles people would just walk around in solid color work overalls with buzzcuts.

We all know stuff like choice feminism etc like everyones always like You have to think critically about why you like things!! And its like… ive thought critically about it. Havent changed my mind. Maybe im just not meant to be a very political person. I like to be informed, i have my beliefs and principles etc. but

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eddiemunsonwoofty · 2 years

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Fix Me - Part Two

Summary: You reach out to the local "freak"/drug dealer for some kind of escape after your mom dies. Turns out he's the escape you needed.

Caution: mentions of drug use, cursing, hitting.

📝: part two leads us into more of the actual story. I just wanted to get a sense of the character (reader) a little more.

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Sitting in English class, I was a lost blur as usual. It was coming close to graduation and no one, not even the teachers gave a fuck about what was going on in class. I could hear the jocks that sat behind me; shooting spit balls back and forth amongst each other and cackling. A few cheerleaders in the back corner working on something for the pep rally they held every. single. Friday. Then next to me there was Robin, chattering on about her trumpet and how the middle key constantly got stuck. Hmmm....maybe I don't tune her out all the time.

All of a sudden I hear maniacal laughter coming from the front of the classroom. I snap back to the current reality I was held hostage in, to see "The Hellfire Club" (well at least the senior members), and their "freak show" fearless leader, Eddie Munson trying to switch our snoozing English teacher's novel with a hustler magazine, strategically opened the dirtiest page.

Their cackling annoyed me. It was so much louder than everyone else's in the room. So loud as to make me pay attention, I hated it. I could still hear Robin talking about her trumpet when I asked, "What's wrong with them?" Pointing at the long curly haired cult leader. "Oh, Eddie and them?" Robin implied. "Don't pay them to much attention, y/n." "They're just a bunch of loaded freaks."

"Loaded?" My curiosity peaked. "Yeah, loaded, like high...they smoke weed?" Robin said, as if I should know what that meant. I had little to zero knowledge about drugs. It was never something wanted to try.

"Have you ever, Robin?" I said with somewhat of a sharp tone. "Um, I mean yeah, once or twice when my nerves are shot or something." She replied.

Ding. Fucking. Dong. I sat up straight in my seat. I am a walking shot nerve. Why hasn't she said anything to me before about this? How it relieved her? Does Robin like me like this? Sad all the fucking time?

"Why haven't you said anything before about that?" I scolded. "Do you think if I did it, it could help me...you know...feel less?" I could feel that sharp pain in my face of tears beginning to form. I wanted to stop feeling any pain at all. "Oh, y/n, I'm sorry." Robin said with a saddened expression. "I thought of it before for you, but Steve thought it was a bad idea."

Robin worked with my brother at family video on the weekends. I knew that from time to time I was mentioned in conversation between them, but never thought my name and weed would be in their sentences. "You talked to Steve about this, Robin?" I could feel myself getting angry about it. As soon as I heard my tone I settled down. They were just worried about me.

"Yeah, sorry." She said sullen. "We were brainstorming ideas...and well, it does help for a little while at least."

Next thing I knew, I had stood up from my desk. Adjusting my jeans and oversized sweatshirt. 7 months ago I wouldn't be caught dead in jeans and a sweatshirt, let alone a sweatshirt that was way to big for me.

I would have been in some frilly pink top, that was honestly too small for me. Some pink mini skirt, barely covering my backside, as to get any male attention I could, I was constantly looking for my next boyfriend. I ran through them.. my reputation wasn't a clean one, but a popular one. A cute high pony tail with a pink bow. My makeup always done, not heavy, but just enough.

There is still a ponytail remaining, but it was more of a smooshed up mess to hide the fact that I hadn't brushed my hair in days. This was the new me. No more pink girly frills, just dark unflattering clothes. No makeup, just darkened undereyes. Hair a mess. No flirting, guys thought I was gross now. I was zombie girl to them. Who wants to make out with a zombie...a ghost...a girl that can't get over her dead mommy, as I once heard out of a jocks mouth. That was the only day since her death that I probably didn't act as a ghost, when I decked that mother fucker in the mouth for saying it as I passed by. That day I did feel more than just pain and sorrow. It felt good to shut him up.

"Will you get me high?" I blurted out. Wait a minute. Did I just walk up to Eddie Munson without introduction and ask him to get me blitzed? "Uh, hey princess." Eddie said with a nervous laugh behind his words, turning his eyes only to the teacher, still just snoozing away behind his desk.

"Ew, princess?" I responded. "Well, yeah, aren't you the princess of Hawkins High?" As he spoke, he looked me up and down. "Rough day?" He smirked. "I used to be, I guess...and more like a rough 6 months." "So can you, or not?" I said, annoyed. Any question annoyed me anymore.

"How do I know your not trying to get me busted?" He quizzed. "I've hardly ever spoken to you, yet here you are asking for bud." I understood his inquisition. "I'm not here to bust you, Eddie." My head shifted down to the floor. "I need...I need to not feel something for a while, okay!?"

"Okay, damn princess." He threw his hands up in the air, as to signal me he was giving in. I could only imagine how pathetic I looked to him.

"Meet me after class." He stated. "There's a spot out in the woods behind the football field, it has a picnic table there." "Okay, sounds like a plan." I stated, as I turned to go back to my seat. "Oh, Munson?" I turned back towards him." "Yeah?" He said with a slight grin on his face. "Don't call me princess again, okay?" I said sternly, his grin left his face and he turned back to his friends.

I cannot believe I just asked Eddie for weed. I cannot believe I even spoke to him. I used to laugh at his expense when whatever dumb jock I was dating at the time would fuck with him. Now I was a freak too, no one fucked with me, but I was a freak. Not a princess.

I sat there wondering what I just got myself into. Then the bell rang. I guess I was fixing to find out.

I gather my things, put my headphones over my ears and pressed play on my Walkman. "For Whom the Bell Tolls" started playing, as I made my way to my locker, then the woods behind the school.

Rock music was new to me. The angry shrills of the guitars were surprisingly soothing. The raspy voices singing about something other than a girl they wanted to fuck was also a nice reprieve.

I tried to slow my pace as I made my way to my "drug deal". I didn't want Eddie to think I was too eager. Why did I even care what he thought? I haven't gave two shits about what anyone thought for a long time. Whats up with me?

I made it to the picnic table, no Eddie. "Hmmm, maybe I didn't walk as slow as I thought?" I said quietly to myself. I took a seat, staring at the trees around me.

It felt like an hour had gone by and still, NO EDDIE. What the fuck! I get up and grab my bag to leave. Turn around and am startled to see Eddie standing there, leaned against a tree. Staring at me.

"Hey, princess..."

#eddie stranger things #eddie the freak munson #stranger things #strangerthingsedit

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unboxing sexual trauma part 2–

So I haven’t spoken abt the indirect sexual abuse like, having old men leer at me, being cat called every time I walked to school when I was 8 years old. it was constant, I started to wear boys clothes and didn’t want to be a girl anymore even though I loved pink and cute things and I loved being girly.

The actual direct abuse, alright.

So I had that first bad relationship that ended my freshman year, dated an 18 year old next when I was 15. He was some nerdy music theater guy, stubborn, and prone to insulting — think stereotypical Boston family, like he moved to my city later on in life. We’d play videogames together, but honestly without choir and theater we had virtually nothing in common. But I liked feeling like someone loved me, and he was mean to everyone but me which made me feel special. He also was short, unintimidating, and funny. He wasn’t attractive to me, but I figured I wanted a nice guy who cares about looks didn’t Marge Simpson love Homer? yeah. The damage psychologically was already done. Things ended bc we had no chemistry and I still held out for 3 months of dating, he also saw my severe self harm scars and cried. We broke up shortly after I told him I had some trauma around sex and wanted to take things slow. He told me his last girlfriend cheated on him too. We probably were better off friends anyways, when we kissed it felt like I was kissing a family member on the cheek. Like zero sparks.

I don’t know why I included that ^^^ but im sharing a lifetime of my bullshit right now so bear with me

The next guy I dated was pretty quickly, he’d been an outlier on my big friend group since middle school. I was such a sucker for shojo like anime tropes. He had pined after me for years, given me gifts and always praised me. I thought he looked like a troll. He ended up working out and clearing his acne a little, he grew a little taller (still only like 5’6 but im 5’1) he started dressing a little nicer and being less whiny. He liked anime, I liked anime, he said he liked gaming (but usually I was the one hijacking his Skyrim account and gaming all night bc he didn’t actually game), we both did choir and he conveniently was always around to help. Finally my junior year I was 16, this was the age id always told myself I wanted to lose my v card. I didn’t want to wait too long bc then it would be an even bigger deal, my friends were losing theirs, I didn’t want to be like the weird one. I also started smoking weed and drinking a little bit, starting to go to parties and join social circles more legitimately. I also was more attractive, most everyone forgot the “shitty lay” and “she’s pregnant” rumors from freshman year. People weren’t so mean to me and the popular boys were starting to ask me out, I genuinely thought they were joking I was so defensive and id be a mean bitch. It felt good to be cruel to the people who were cruel to me. Lowkey it’s embarrassing but I gave tsundere vibes and I was proud of it, I felt cool for being one of the only kids smoking weed and id come to school late and stoned every day. One of the people who smoked me up for the first time was abusive ex 2, id originally planned to do all this stuff with a hotter friend but he went to a different school and we couldn’t coordinate. Ugly abusive ex 2 was my chemistry tutor so i had a handful of late FaceTimes and study halls with him. Then abusive ex 2 started to take me on dates, smoke me out, he spent like $50-100 every week taking me out and doing things with me, it was textbook lovebombing but to me I just thought he was trying to impress me after wanting me for so long.

Smugly, I brought up that id wanted to try sex with a friend just to get it out of the way. He was a virgin, I liked that, and he had an objectively bigger dick than I would’ve expected. Still never got much experience to know where it fell on a scale but yeah. I wanted no strings attached. I was the first to give a blowjob, it was kinda weird but not terrible. He came in like 30 seconds. But when it was his turn to go down on me bc he obviously wanted more, he made a stank face when he saw my pussy (an outie) and commented that I didn’t shave (just trimmed) before I could react he jams a finger in roughly, and tries to finger blast me like they do in porn while grossly licking everywhere but the clit. He didn’t like to eat pussy and told me every time after if I asked… I bled and it lasted maybe 3 or 5 minutes before he asked if I came. I said “I don’t know” and shakily got dressed. He reassured me we would learn to have better sex, I felt gross and regretted my choice. But then he doubled down on the gifts, on letting me crash at his house (my home life was chaotic to say the least), always getting me takeout or Starbucks or whatever I asked for every day, he gave me a big chunk of weed in a heart shaped jar and never told me no. My friends started to comment and how romantic it was and how I should give him a chance, he’s a nice guy. We had mid tier oral sex and smoked weed every day after school, I told him I didn’t want to have penetrative sex for a while and he was actually ok with it. When I was drunk on prom night we ended up having penetrative sex, it hurt and sucked and lasted about 1 minute. I felt dirty and weird after. I drunkenly took my makeup off and wondered if everyone enjoyed sex bc I didn’t think I did. I can’t tell you when it turned volatile exactly but he was porn brained, once we started having sex sex he told me about his kinks and we would try them, unsafely with no safe word, no foreplay, no after cuddles. I felt like a sex toy, and by this point id moved in full time because my parents didn’t want me at home. I don’t think I had a real orgasm the entire time, maybe a few times when I didn’t look at his face and fantasized about other men/women. Then he started to like slap me without warning in sex, or choke me incorrectly while my face turned purple. It was like violent things were the only things he could get off too. I felt like I was complacent but curious, I’d explore being “kinky”, is this what that was? We had such frequent aggressive sex, i had such low esteem just to feel desired made me tolerate a lot more than I should’ve. He started calling me a bitch and then the disrespect trickled into our real life as soon as I moved in. He knew I was more or less powerless and I didn’t have the esteem to leave. He would nit pick everything about me, and on top of that he was gross! I would tell him to stop being such a pig and a slob but he just told everyone I was a nag. Him and his alcoholic mom would gang up on me when he and I argued. I remember wanting to leave and every time I did the love bombing would continue, I wanted to be loved so badly… he would have sex with me when I was too fucked up to say yes, he would get off to me crying or gagging or choking, he liked to hit me. He liked anal sex. He liked calling me a bitch and being extremely rough. This was like… my only sex experiences so far. Then the rumors are that im kinky, im daddy issues, im slutty … it didn’t feel good and i felt trapped. I thought i had no other place to turn.

While a lot of those things could be considered sexual coercion rape (like anytime he was horny he expected sex and would threaten to kick me out if I didn’t) the times he actually raped me were terrible.

One time when we had argued at his house and i broke up with him he overpowered me in a physical fight ripped my clothes off and started fucking me, I went numb. Dissociated so hard I stayed the night just staring at the wall. He locked me in his room and wouldn’t let me leave many times, he told everyone I was crazy and left me with very few friends

He asked for anal and I said ok let’s try, he wasn’t gentle and he didn’t stop when I said no or slow down. He just kept fucking me roughly, it was like he got off to me hurting, similarly the first time we did anal the same thing happened except he used tingling lube that made it burn all the worse. My asshole tore and bled every time.

Made me blow him for 40+ minutes until my knees bled from the rough floor

He was having sex with me and I wanted to stop, he choked me until I was losing consciousness and slapped me until my ears were ringing not even hitting my face but the side of my ear. He said it was hot when I cried.

I had taken xanax and fallen asleep in bed, I had taken very strong triple pressed Xanax and it might have been the first time I did it. Although I’ve done xans since and even after a year long break wasn’t this fucked up. Idk if it was laced but anyways. I was out and couldn’t wake up. He started fucking me while I was drugged, I said no no no and tried to push him weakly. It felt like knives in my vagina, I was wet with blood bc I was dry when he started jamming it in. I kept blacking in and out I said no stop no. He came in me. I woke up in a puddle of cum and blood. My shirt was torn my panties missing. I couldn’t believe if it was real I felt like throwing up, dry heaved and nothing came out bc I didn’t eat for days. It hurt to pee, I had to strain. I still have to focus to pee now. Blood was on the tissue paper after. I immediately took a Xanax I couldn’t handle processing what happened, I didn’t have another place to stay for the next 2 weeks. I didn’t want to ask for help. I don’t remember much of that week I was doing so many drugs to numb the pain, he fucked me other times but I didn’t feel it or react. I wasn’t in my own body. I wasn’t even me anymore I was so damaged by the experience. Paralyzed. I ended up dumping him at a coffee shop during winter break, he violently raped me maybe two weeks prior. I’d spent time with my friends and out of state family mentally preparing to dump him. He said it was cool bc he wanted to fuck other girls anyways. I felt dirty and used up. I’d just let this ugly troll man abuse me for years, we were together for 2 years.

A week later I dropped out of school, partied every night, moved into a trap house, started dating my current bf I’ve been with for 6 years now.

#diary

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