[me, fumbling a social interaction] oh lovely. another haunting addition to the collection
Me at 13: “god I can’t wait to go home and read fanfic”
Me at 17: “god I can’t wait to go home and read fanfic”
Me at 21: “god I can’t wait to go home and read fanfic”
𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐧𝐬
“Gosh, babe. I think she might've been right. It is too big.”
pairing: steve harrington x reader warnings: established relationship, oral (m!receiving), deepthroating, throatfucking, cock worship, body worship, praise kink, hair-pulling, semi-public sex, bigdick!steve obv, tiny bit of end-of-world angst, that damn knit sweater!! summary: your man, who, for all his confidence and libido, would much rather wait to make love to you on cotton sheets than surrender to the thrill of a quickie in this impersonal space. your man who holds your hand when his face is buried in your cunt, who likes to be face to face during sex, who could spend hours on end kissing you and not have it lead anywhere else—now the object of your most debauched, impatient desires. a/n: i couldn’t just write a quick blurb about sucking his dick noo I had to do a 4k character study abt it. smh. title by florence+the machine
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At the end of the world, you love him with intention.
Because of all the ways to love Steve Harrington, this one outshines the rest.
“Hah—shit, baby, that’s it...”
Cornered, breathless, all that easy bravado stripped away, reduced to nothing but instinct.
tsegs getting emotional during his 1k ceremony
12.13.25
geaux tigers . joe burrow
summary - Stronger than ever now, you and Joe embark on the biggest chapter of your lives, not knowing this is just the beginning. Together, you're something unpredictable, but in the end is right. You know you had the time of your life. (Read the first part of this series here) pairings - TigerGirl!Reader x LSU!Joe warnings - Language, angst, fluff, SMUT 18+ (MINORS DNI!), dom!joe and sub!reader on the NOT VERY lowest of keys at all anymore
a/n - Happy 2026 luvrs! I can’t believe we’ve made it to the FINAL chapter of this series :’) Not to be emo, but when I first posted horns down I did it completely on a whim for shits and giggles. I didn’t even really expect to post often, if again at all. Seeing now that it has 2k notes and is a full fledged series is wild, so thanks for reading and for creating a wonderful welcoming community where I can yap on and on lol. Hope you’ve enjoyed!
You’re Gonna Go Far - Noah Kahan 2 hands - Tate McRae It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas - Michael Bublé Congratulations - Post Malone (feat. Quavo) peace - Taylor Swift Where’d All the Time Go? - Dr. Dog Hit 'Em Up - 2Pac New Years Day - Taylor Swift Five More Minutes - Scotty McCreery The Mighty Rio Grande - This Will Destroy You Get the Gat - Lil Elt Like A Boy - Ciara Good Riddance (Time of Your Life) - Green Day
taglist - @platinumsim, @baekpop05, @flavingfrick, @burrowdarling, @definitelynotdomanique, @burrowbabe, @mggisbootiful, @camiesully, @austinswhitewolf, @why4anne, @junecats, @burrowscigar, @ijustcrypretty, @livinobx, @starsyoongi, @blu3jeanbaby, @absolutelyhugh3s, @grittysbiggestfan, @voguesabnxrmal, @kaylahat, @jieutieung, @rorysburrow, @anakins-sidehoe, @harryweeniee, @alilstressyandlotdepressy, @slowlyshycomputer, @starsinthesky5, @joeyburrrow, @prettygirldiariess
word count - 25.5k
# ILYA ROZANOV IS A COMEDIAN
CONNOR STORRIE as ILYA ROZANOV HEATED RIVALRY (2025—)
This Year's Girl
Gif by the lovely @loveu2themoonandtosaturn, dividers by @/cursed-carmin
Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader
Summary: It was a normal day for Eddie. Arriving at school late, getting to class late, leaving lunch late. But then an anonymous note, inked in glittery pink gel, fluttered from his locker. And he knew whose it was. No doubt about it. Because it was the same handwriting as the short message on the last page of his junior yearbook. Carved in glitter, color faded from the amount of times his thumb had traced every curved letter, every dotted ‘i’ and crossed ‘t’. It was yours. It was you. Calling him to the forest behind the school. And he had never been so early.
Or
You seek Eddie out, maybe for a little herbal relief, maybe for something more. And who is he to turn down such a pretty girl? But how will he fare having to skirt the edges of your loose-lipped truths?
Word Count: 11.1k
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, PiV unprotected sex, semi-public sex, cream pie, virginity loss, dirty talk, nipple stim, fingering, oral (f rec), mention of masturbation (m), insinuated hypothetical pregnancy, virgin!Reader, semi-experienced!Eddie, fluff, mild angst, very mild dubcon (both R & E are high), Eddie’s POV, drug usage (weed), feelings, insecurity, fem pronouns, if I missed anything lmk!
Song Recs: Evie by Shoe, Palomino by FINNEAS, I Want Somebody Badly by Jeff Buckley
A/N: Everyone say thank you and kiss this anon’s forehead for the idea. Also, it’s been a minute since I’ve freshly written a full fic and not just posted a draft from the summer, so be nice to me.
“You’re pretty.”
The words catch Eddie off guard. Especially since you haven’t spoken in two minutes, utterly transfixed by the sky above. Or maybe it was the falling leaves that stole your attention; scarlet and gold floating on the autumn breeze. Delicate. Pretty.
Either way, he hadn’t expected to hear such a sentiment from the Hawkins High cheer captain.
fucking baseball coach!steve harrington - 18+ mdni
You hadn’t meant to fall for your son's baseball coach, you really hadn’t. But it wasn’t until after six tension filled months of heated stares from across the field and lingering touches that led to both of you going home and getting off to the thought of one another, that you both finally broke.
Fast forward six months, you still knew it was wrong, but god if the drag of Steve’s cock inside of you didn’t feel so damn good. Steve’s truck was parked in the furthest corner possible, half hidden by overgrown weeds and the shadow of the trees at the beginning of the forest line. The same place that it always was when you hooked up like this, you’d picked it early on in your and steves relationship. for days like these, when you just couldn’t wait any longer.
“God- fuck, Steve,” you moan, rolling on top of him and bouncing on his cock with a renewed vigor. He groans at the feel of your nails scratching down his chest, squeezing your hips and helping you move up and down on his cock.
“You feel so good, baby, so good.” he murmurs. Steve leans up to mouth at your tits, sucking a nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it and pinching the other between the fingers of his free hand. The other one shoved between you, circling your clit as you continued to ride him.
“C’mon baby, you’re so close, I can — Fuck I can feel how close you are,” Steve says through clenched teeth, his eyes squeezed shut. And god, the way his eyebrows were furrowed, it almost pushed you over the edge.
Steve keeps rubbing your clit, just the way that you like and you roll your hips once, twice and within seconds you are melting under Steve's touch, panting as you slump into his chest. He gave a few more thrusts before he came inside of you with a groan and a fucked out smile on his lips. Steve wrapped an arm around you, holding you closer to his chest while tugging his discarded jacket over top of you with his other hand.
“As much as I'd love to stay here — the front seat of your truck parked in what might as well be the bushes,” you giggle and start to pepper his chest with kisses, “which I would love to do for the record, you’ve got a game to coach, big boy.”
“Mm, fine.” he groans, kissing your temple as he slips his softened cock out of you. Both of you dress yourselves in a comfortable silence, “See you after the game?” Steve asks, pulling you into his side and pressing open mouthed kisses to your neck.
“As long as you get us that win, Coach.” you smirk, pressing a kiss to his lips before you get out of his truck and saunter off towards the field.
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matthew tkachuk hasnt even played a game this season and you picked him over Jason Robertson.
I hate the official NHL accounts using the heated rivalry clout btw let your players be gay and then we can talk
[A white fortune cookie paper with black text on the front and an icon of a bee. It reads: Your sports team will be very successful this year.]
Your 2025 team snow globe decorating champion: Wyatt Johnston 🏆🎄