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#valid reasons why i think eddie and argyle would’ve made perfect friends

Steve Harrington Dirty A-Z Alphabet

A- Aftercare (What he's like after sex)

He's sweet during sex but he's a whole nother level of sweet after sex he will clean you up so gently and massage anything that's sore and just cuddling 🥺😌

B- Body part (Their fav body part on him and you)

Him- His v-line he just thinks that others find it attractive and he knows how much you like it (if you like his v line but who doesn’t 😌) On you- He's a tit dude but he also loves your eyes

C- Cum (anything to do with Cum basically)

He loves to cum inside you and or on your boobs

D- Dirty secret (A dirty secret of his)

He loves tit fucking

E- Experience (How experienced is he, does he know what he's doing)

As you know he is king steve he has a lot of experience and definitely knows what he's doing and definitely knows how to pleasure you

F- Favorite position (His favorite position)

I feel like missionary cause he loves to see your face while fucking you (and loves to see your tits bounce and likes to love on them) so i think missionary is one of his favorite positions

G- Goofy (Are they more goofy or serious in the moment)

He's more serious as his main goal is to give you all the pleasure he possibly can but if you get super needy he'll have a good time teasing you

H- Hair ( How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes etc.)

He is well groomed he keeps it trimmed up down there and it matches his hair color

I- Intimacy ( How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He is very romantic during it he lives for the intimacy he loves being close to you and loves being connected to you and so he is very romantic during it as he loves feeling connected to you

J- Jack off ( Masturbation headcanon)

He will jack off if your not there or if your not in the mood which is kinda often when he dreams of you at night and your not there

K- Kink (one or more of his kinks)

He has a slight spanking kink and has a orgasm control kink not as much as billy has but he loves knowing he has the ability to tell you when you can come and he loves you listening to him and trusting him to take care of you

L- Location (Their favorite place to do it)

In the bedroom he's a simple guy like that he loves doing it in the bedroom but occasionally you'll do it on the kitchen counter and once in the family video bathroom 🤭

M- Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going)

When you kiss his neck and leave marks honestly he loves knowing he has his marks on you and loves that it shows that he's yours

N- No (Something they won't do)

Anal i just don't see him doing it or anything that will hurt you he hates the idea of you hurt let alone by him so absolutely nothing that will hurt you or make you uncomfortable

O- Oral ( Preference in giving or receiving, skills etc.)

He loves giving and he's amazing at it but he just loves giving but he also loves receiving but likes being on the giving side more

P- Pace ( Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual)

Most of the he's slow and sensual unless he's jealous or has pent up frustration then he's a bit more rough

Q- Quickes (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often etc.)

He's not one for quickies as he likes to take his time with you and doesn't like to rush his time with you so it doesn't happen often maybe once or twice a month

R- Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks etc.)

He doesn't rlly like taking risks but if you rlly want to try something new he'll try it with you but has a safe word set and also checks in consistently using the traffic light color system

S- Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

He can go for 2 rounds doesn't have a lot of stamina and doesn't last too long lasts 3 rounds max

T- Toys ( Do they own toys, Do they use them, On a partner or themselves)

He'd probably buy a vibrator after you got together to use on you but other than that no toys

U- Unfair ( How much they like to tease)

He doesn't rlly like to tease you but he will occasionally

V- Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He moans, whimpers, groans and grunts everything he's pretty vocal

W- Wildcard ( Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He's a person who just wants to be a caretaker and gives me the soft dom caregiver energy so casual dominance 100% like tying your shoes if their untied, holding your hand in crowded places so you don't get separated and makes sure you eat enough each day and if you don't guess what he's either gonna take you out for food or make you food etc.

X- X-ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)

He's kinda thick and he's about 7 and a half inches

Y- Yearning ( How high is their sex drive)

Average sex drive he doesn't get super horny maybe needs sex once a week, But not a super high sex drive

Word count- 941

Z- Zzz ( how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After doing aftercare and cuddles he's out 😴

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Introducing The Lost Boys

Number one (Vamp (Daddy) Dad)

Dwayne!

🐆 Tall, dark, silent, handsome

🐆 Doesn’t own a shirt

🐆 Has a son

🐆 Speaks French and Iroquoian

🐆 The only brunette of the four boys

🐆Soft boyfriend

We love our quiet boi

Number two (Italian Stallion) (nickname from @luv4fandoms )

Marko!

🕊️ Goldie locks number one

🕊️ Pet pigeons

🕊️ Lost half of his shirt (oh well)

🕊️ Speaks Italian

🕊️ Loud boi

🕊️ Affection driven boyfriend

We love our first pot smoker

Number three (THE pot smoker)

Paul!

🍃 Goldie locks number two

🍃 Do not let him bake pot brownies (He will burn down the house)

🍃 Will drop his pants for anything

🍃 Headcannon!! He’s from Amsterdam or Norway (still debating)

🍃 Loud boi 2.0

🍃 Horny stoner boyfriend

We love our twisted sister

Number four (Bleach Blondie)

David!

🍾 Overdressed for Cali

🍾 Mind powers

🍾 Eats worms noodles

🍾 Probably speaks whatever the boys do just to fuck with them

🍾 Glove kink

🍾 Meanie with a soft spot boyfriend

We love our Scarlet Witch vampire

Bonus

Number five (Astrology Girl THE ONLY FEMALE IN THE GROUP SAVE HER)

Star!

🌟 Pro at stick and pokes

🌟 Will make you jewelry

🌟 Bisexual witch

🌟 Totally Latina, fluent in Spanish

🌟The only one you can trust to cook

🌟 Gift-giving girlfriend

We love our girl

Finally! Number six (Phoenix boi)

Michael!

🥡 Picky eater (since the maggot incident)

🥡 Cuddler

🥡 Constant compliments

🥡 I feel like he’d know some type of Spanish not fluent however

🥡 Would totally do skin care with you

🥡 Soft supportive boyfriend

We love our final girl

Send in requests babes. These are the only characters I write for. Probably platonic Laddie cause of Dwayne but that's it. No Sam or frog brothers cause Sam is a minor and I don't like the frogs lol

Amazing as always! I absolutely love your writing! 🥰😍😌❤

The Avenger and Her Vampire

You had been in New York for college for only a year when your aunt called to tell you the terrible news of your parents passing. You didn’t mourn with them, instead choosing to go back to school. There, you lost yourself to the grief and wound up with the wrong crowd.

For years you’ve ignored your family, sending emails and postcards to let them know you were okay. But now that you’re returning to your childhood home, there’s some very important secrets your family has been keeping from you. Then again, you’ve got a secret of your own as well.

Words: 9.9K Author’s Note: TVD AU. Slight Bonnie bashing which surprised me because I love her.

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Paul puts Marko in air jail

I imagine he just picks him up like a rampaging puppy and you have this 20 something kicking and clawing in his arms while literally hissing.

When you’re prone to fighting but your boyfriend remembers he’s a vampire and just air jail dangles you over the pier. No one keeps a tally on how many times Paul dropped him into the ocean to “cool off” it’s to many.

I love this!!!! 🥺🥺💖

Congrats on 1k you deserve it!! 💖

Earl Gray - letters from your favourite [send me your favourite character and your pronouns + name (if you want), and I’ll write you a letter from the perspective from that character (SFW ONLY IF YOURE NOT A MOOT)]

My pronouns are she/her and my name is deanna

Can you do Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson or Steve Harrington i can't pick which one i want 😫🙈 So write whichever character you want 🥰❤

[im doing this from Billy, bc there’s not enough Billy content out there]

Hey baby,

Uhh, shit, I dunno how to start this. Um, so I wanted to let you know that everything is fine over here in Cali. Well, mostly fine. Max is really happy the Jane and the Byers kid are both here (she keeps making me drive her over there), but she’s still sad that Lucas is with you guys in Hawkins. We’re both happy that Neil isn’t here any more, and neither of us can wait till you finish school and come up here! I know we talk on the phone every night and send each other these stupid letters (do you like that I’ve started to print mine out? I felt like you couldn’t read my shitty handwriting), but it doesn’t feel the same without me sneaking through your window every night.

Anyway, Max is trying to read this over my shoulder so I should probably stop. You know, I’m trying to be nice to her but sometimes she’s just a little shit (I think she does it on purpose, maybe she’s just acting out because she misses you, so I’ll go easy on her). I promise we’re taking care of ourselves! It’s not too hard now that it’s just the two of us (she takes care of me most of the time, honestly. All I do is earn the cash). We miss you! I love you

Love, Billy

(P.s, I’ve also sent a package of my hoodies over because I know you love them and it’s WAY too hot over here)

They’re gonna crawl back to each other ✌️🥲

perhaps if the duffer bros didn't want people still obsessing over Eddie Munson six months after he's supposed to be dead, they should not have hired the man whose mommy called him chocolate button eyes to play him

We as a community don't talk about Robin's rings enough. Eddie's rings get so much love (as they should) but Robin's are underrated

You know what's something in TLB that we don't talk about enough?

THIS GOOFY-LOOKING KITE

Like

These bloodthirsty, killer vampires/biker gang members are pulling this silly prank on their sire for literally no reason

"Yeah, we'll get him with this KITE! That'll show him!"

How am I supposed to take them seriously when they're just doing stuff like this? They're not monsters, they're playful scamps

Yet another reason why I love the boys. They're such dorks 💕

#Don’t ask a gay couple who’s the man and who’s the woman. Ask who has the biggest butt and who has the smallest butt instead.

Baby boy

*lip bite*

Love this!

Tig Trager

It was my first Sons of Anarchy aesthetic

(aesthetic is mine, pictures from Pinterest)

Reading Time <3

it’s not my best work, but i’m trying out some new lighting techniques so…

Hey bestie! Can you do one for me where the reader is like super chaotic. Like to the point where you would have thought that she would have been Marko or Paul's mate, but she's actually Dwayne's. Obviously he doesn't care that she's like that and actually finds it pretty endearing. One night though, she gets into a fight on the boardwalk (for whatever reason you want) and Dwayne has to come and help her. Basically they kick ass together then go get some slushies and food after or something like that.

THANKS!!! <3

Opposites Attract

TW: Fighting, Cursing, Drunk Men

If anyone ever knew the boys other than you, they would assume that you were in a relationship with Marko. You’re both chaotic, love to mess around and pull pranks on the boys and on the people that walk on the creaky floorboards of the boardwalk. Your grins are practically identical with the imaginary horns that sprout from your heads when you both come up with a wickedly good plan. Whenever he’s in trouble in a fight, you’re right there instigating with a smile on your face while you cheer for him to win the violent brawl. However, it would be a shock for them to find out that you two weren’t mates. 

You are Dwayne’s.

It’s ironic to think that someone as quiet and standoffish as him would be paired with someone the complete opposite of him. However, opposites attract as they say and the vampiric pull of your bond is living proof of it. You were loud and liked causing trouble whenever you could while Dwayne would stand in the background keeping an eye on you with a smirk on his face. You were different from what he expected. Once upon a time, he thought he would be paired with a mate who was identical to him. Someone quiet with a love for reading and skateboarding. Despite you being the opposite, he loved you just the way you were. Your fiery personality was better than what he had ever imagined. 

You both were walking down the boardwalk, his arm lazily wrapped around your shoulder while yours was around his exposed waist. In the other hand, you were holding a styrofoam cup with a straw full of your favorite drink. During the night, you were getting thirsty so Dwayne escorted you to one of the booths that were swelling food and drinks and bought you your favorite refreshment. Currently, you both were walking back towards the parked bikes where the rest of the boys were hanging out. 

The boardwalk was packed tonight, more packed due to a lot of teenagers celebrating their spring break by hanging out there and along the beach. You both had to brush against people in order to get through, but there wasn’t much of an issue. However, it was very loud with the multitude of sounds of laughter, screaming, and yelling.

Until now.

Suddenly, you jolted feeling someone’s arm ram into your shoulder as you were walking. Luckily you had a good grip on your drink otherwise you would have dropped it and sour your mood even more. Normally, you would get annoyed until the person apologized and if it was a genuine mistake, you would have accepted it and moved on. However, this clearly was not the case.

A group of men continued walking past you both, laughing and obviously drunk due to them stumbling around and spilling some of their drinks. Clearly, they didn’t notice that they were hustling along and running into people. 

You glared and opened your mouth to say something but Dwayne beat you to the punch.

“Watch where you’re going.” He said, pulling you closer while glaring at the guy who ran into you. His deep voice could barely be heard but apparently the guy and his friends weren’t that drunk as they heard him clearly. 

The guy returned his glare and stumbled a little closer, “T-The fuck did you say, asshole?” His friends stayed back, too wasted to be his backup during this altercation. 

Even more upset that this guy insulted your boyfriend, you glared, “You fucking heard him, dumbass. Watch where you’re going!” 

During this commotion, everyone within the vicinity was watching while others were steering clear as they continued down the boardwalk. Some people seemed to roll their eyes since fights on the boardwalk were more than a little common, especially with your group getting in trouble frequently. 

His friends laughed while their apparent leader was ticked off from receiving the same attitude that he was manifesting. He tensed and walked a little closer, trying to intimidate you which wasn’t working against you. You were used to going against people bigger than you and you weren't scared when your mate was with you in order to protect you when you needed it. 

“Shut up bitch, your boyfriend needs to put you on a tighter leash!” He yelled.

Your eyes widened and without thinking you removed the lid of your drink and in the next millisecond, the cold beverage went flying into his face. Without missing another second, your palm came next, connecting with his wet face. Due to the force behind your throw and the harsh connection of your palm made the guy back up and gasp in shock.

 “Fuck you!” You yelled.

Before the guy could recuperate, you were shocked when you felt the arm around your shoulder disappear and Dwayne’s fist making contact with the guy’s face, instantly knocking him to the ground. When you were distracted defending your boyfriend, you didn’t notice Dwayne’s eyes darken and a scowl form on his face when the guy insulted you and basically called you a dog that needed to be trained by him. You didn’t need any kind of training and Dwayne loved you just the way you were. Therefore, all he could see was red. Normally, he doesn’t engage in fighting, however when it involves you that’s when his fists go flying. 

Therefore, when he threw the first punch that knocked the guy flat on his ass, he felt prideful that he did that in your honor. The guy’s friends were shocked but in their drunken brains, they needed to find some way to get back at him. When they all decided to try stepping up to him, Dwayne was ready. He matched their stride and only needed to make a few steps with his intimidating stature and hardened eyes that they backed down, knowing that they couldn’t win against him. 

You watched with hearts practically in your eyes, seeing for the first time your mate fighting for you because of a drunk’s stupidity. You didn’t think it was possible, but you felt yourself falling deeper in love with him. 

While Dwayne smirked at their cowardness, he bent down to roughly grab the guy by the collar, that smirk instantly vanished. He pulled the fear-stricken man close to his face and practically growled out his next words, 

“Disrespect her again and I’ll fucking kill you. Painfully.” Without another word, he pushed the guy back down and stood up, instantly wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you away from the scene.

You pressed yourself into his side and smiled, “Baby, that was fucking awesome!”

Without looking down at you, he smirked from your praise, squeezing your waist which helped him ground himself. He didn’t want you to know that when he punched the guy, his eyes were glowing in their monstrous red and gold. That when he pulled the guy close by the collar, he could feel his fangs graze against his own lips, waiting to sink themselves into the guy’s jugular. 

“It was nothing…anything for you.” He muttered, giving your waist another squeeze.

You noticed the two of you were going back the way you came, opposite of where the bikes were located and you turned to him in question.

“Where are we going?”

“Getting you another drink.” He said with a low chuckle, “Seems you lost yours.”

i love him 💕💕

on a scale from eddie to argyle, how well do you handle stress?

They're on sight

Steve and bucky react to y/n fainting in their arms cause of a fever

Steve: This man would be concerned he would come back from a mission and find you in the kitchen looking for some food he would walk over to you and kiss your forehead which is how and when he finds out about your fever he then asks you how you feel in which this case you don’t have enough time to answer him before you pass out he catches you and immediately takes you to the bed,gets a wet wash cloth and puts it on your forehead he then goes and fixes you some food aka soup he isn’t the best cook when under stress then he keeps the soup heated up for when you wake up. When you do wake up he will check your temperature every hour on the hour,make you take disgusting medicine,fix you food basically won’t let you out of bed 

Bucky: He would be kind of like steve he would come back from a mission and go to kiss you then your forehead he would find you trying to clean the living room which then after he kisses your forehead and is about to question your temperature you pass out,he catches you and puts you on the couch then calls either steve or sam in a panic and they tell him to check your temperature with a thermometer which he does then they tell him it’s ok and puts a wet wash cloth on your forehead wouldn’t leave your side until you woke up would just sit/stand there looking at you and then when you wake up he would ask you how you were feeling and ask what you needed whatever you needed he would get it for you immediately 

DAY THREE

Steve Harrington + corruption kink

[warnings - dom!priest!steve, innocent!fem!reader, kinda dumbification, oral (m receiving), blasphemy, sex in a church]

[word count - 1147]

[kinktober list]

“How long has it been since your last confession?” He closed his hand, squeezed your fingers.

“How long has it been since your last confession?” He closed his hand, squeezed your fingers.

“How long has it been since your last confession?” He closed his hand, squeezed your fingers.

“It has been six days since my last confession, father,” you were referencing your admission over missing your nightly prayers, a sin he’d forgiven you for so long as you promised to pray twice a day for three days. You leaned your cheek onto his knee, absorbing his warmth with a contented smile, “my sin is- my- my sin is,”

“Go on, angel. God doesn’t judge you,” he slipped his other hand down, round to the back of your neck and allowed his thumb to caress the skin just below your hairline.

“I have been having unclean thoughts,” you admitted, closing your eyes to fend off the embarrassment rising in your body. Steve chuckled, loud and airy and it echoed throughout the empty church, provoking even more humiliation to bubble in your belly. You swallowed your pride and admitted, “my dreams have been plagued by inappropriate images,

“Tell me about your dreams,” he bounced his knee, soothing against your frayed nerves.

“And God really won’t judge me?” You bit your lip, pulling away from his leg and looking up at him with pleading eyes. He shook his head, smiling affectionately at your innocent expression, “I- I’ve been thinking about you,”

“Been thinkin’ bout me, angel?” He grinned, wide and wolfish. His hand trailed down your neck, down, down, down until the tips of his calloused finger rested at the curve of your heaving breasts. The touch set your skin on fire, sending white hot shivers over straight down to your increasingly aching core. He tapped your sternum. Once, twice, three times, shooting shockwaves ricochetting throughout your body, “why don’t you tell me about it?”

“Well, when I dream, I think about your- your- in my mouth, and- and I could taste it,” you whimpered out, pressing into his lightning touch. You couldn’t bear to look at him, eyes glued to the cold, dusty cobbles to avoid his burning stare.

“Hmm, I think I know of something that may help, angel,” one hand, regrettably, left the fleshy muscle of your tit, dragging a single knuckle up the column of throat and tipping your chin up so your eyes could meet his, “you need to try it, honey,”

“But- but God says-” you argue, cut off by a thumb stroking over your bottom lip, pulling it down and huffing out a short chuckle when he allowed it to snap back into place.

“God allows his disciples to teach their… devoted parishioners anything they wish to know, even something embarrassing like that. There’s no need for you to be so flustered,”

He bent down, chest almost touching his knees, breath now ghosting over your trembling lips. His eyes bore into your own, lips brushing your own as he spoke, “when I get my cock in that pretty mouth, you won’t have enough brain cells to be shy,”

Mind blank, you could do nothing but bob your head in response. Steve pulled away, sitting upright in the pew and hooking his thumbs around the button to his perfectly ironed slacks. Once the button popped open and the zip successfully pulled down, he wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, nudging your head forward until your nose was pressed against his newly exposed boxers. He didn’t smell bad, like you expected a boys crotch to smell of; not that you could focus on his scent much considering the hardness you felt through the cotton of his underwear.

“You know what I’m gonna do with you?” You shook your head, simpering as you felt the bulge twitch at the movement. He takes your hand, leads it up his thigh until it’s resting on his waistband, “I’m gonna wreck you, make you my brainless little fucktoy. Fill your mind with all the dirty things you can’t tell your mommy or daddy, and I’m gonna keep you all for myself,”

You couldn’t open your mouth, shocked by his vulgar language. He bit his lip, holding back another groan at your innocence before pulling the waistband of his boxers down, letting his heavy cock slap against his black button down. All you could do was stare blankly up at him, waiting for him to give you any further instructions.

“What you’re gonna do, princess, is you’re gonna suck on my cock like it’s one of your lollipops, okay?” He readjusted you, pulling you back by the collar of your shirt and tugging on his cock with his spare hand. The tip nudges your bottom lip, smearing it with a thick glob of precum and you dart your tongue out to taste it, humming delightedly when the taste spread over your mouth, “good girl, remember to keep your teeth tucked away. Don’t wanna hurt me, d’you?”

“Nuh uh!” You agreed, taking his guidance to slip his head into your salivating mouth. His girth stretched your lips with only his tip and he tipped his head back to rest on the backboard of the pew. He supported his shaft with one hand, pushing you down gradually until half his cock was stuffed into your mouth.

“Good girl, good girl, good girl! God, you’re just going fucking brainless for me. Just for me, huh? My good girl, gone bad, huh?” He groaned, sucking his bottom into his mouth at the sensation of your spit dribbling down onto his balls. When he fucked up into your mouth and choked you with his cockhead kissing the back of your throat, he just couldn’t help the strangled grunt escaping his full lips, “fucking look a’you, angel. Got you turned into a little whore for me,”

Your mouth was so full it was nearly impossible for sounds to escape, just obscene gags every time he jabbed your gag reflex. Precum dripped down the back of your throat, coating it like lube so he could slide better against your tongue.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ hot. Bet you’re getting so wet f’me down there, aren’t you? Probably dripping all over my floor, ruining those pretty white panties all cos of me,” he grinned, taking your hand and helped you wrap it around the section of his cock you couldn’t fit in your mouth, slipping your palm up and down his impressive girth with ease, “I’m gonna ruin you,”

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I don't know if anyone's Done this yet but here, This meme with the boy's.

Just for the record I'd Marry Paul out of all the boys.