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I need this in my life...
Are you fangirling over a fictional character? Haveat ye... this is made for you.
Unpopular opinion but... Gladiator 2 was simply awful.
came across this video and decided to do a little throwback~
Well, strap me down and call me honey...
I find it funny when people fancast Johnny Depp or Keanu Reeves as Steve Harrington in a "what if Stranger Things was made in the 80s" scenario, as if Kyle MacLachlan isn't RIGHT THERE.
I mean come in, does his slutty Dune photoshoot mean nothing to you? Also Kyle was exactly the same age in 1983 as Joe in 2016.
Noting this before it escapes me. Had dream about Hawkins lab where there was a collection of chemicals spilled and left in a mess. These were ‘clone’ components that enabled both gene splitting and duplication technology. Somehow it moves through samples including Eddie. Who had participated in an advertised experiment a year prior to his death for cash
i made more of the rockstar eddie edits 🌟
Just thinking about being all sleepy and needy in Steve’s lap… (NSFW 18 under the cut)
His fingers deep inside of you drawing out orgasm after orgasm you’d lost count. The movie long forgotten about as he brings you closer to the edge for what felt like the hundredth time. He’s got one arm wrapped around your waist holding your hips in place while his other hand fucks you, head resting against the back of the couch.
It’s all too much but not enough at the same time, your eyes heavy with the sheer exhaustion from the amount of times he’s made you cum, a mess pooling down your thighs onto his sweatpants. Your head laying against in the crook of his neck, pressing the occasional kiss to his skin. He had been going at it for what felt like hours and he showed no sign of stopping anytime soon.
You reach another orgasm, whining into his neck, legs shaky, he just smiles as more of your slick runs out and down his palm as his fingers disappear into you, keeping up his slow relentless pace.
“Please Stevie” you beg, voice barely above a whisper as he nudged against your sensitive clit.
“What is it? You want me to stop?” He’s already slowing down, seeing the tiredness in your eyes, you were on the verge of sleep.
“No! I just- I want more” you rock your hips, grinding against his hardness that had been pressing into your back and he groans.
“I don’t know you seem pretty tired baby” he coos, slipping his fingers out of “think you’ve had enough for tonight.”
“No please, I need you inside of me, please?” you whine at the loss of his touch, reaching for him, tears pricking the corner of your eyes. You were tired, but you needed him more than ever right now.
You give him that look that always made him cave, seeing that little pout and watery eyes pleading him. “Okay, c’mere” he gives in, not needing very much persuasion, helping you up to straddle his hips.
He slides his pants down, just enough to free his cock, you could see how much he needed this too, clearly having gotten himself all worked up from playing with you. He holds you in place, gliding his tip through your slick before guiding himself into you.
You felt the stretch you’d been longing for as you fully seated yourself on him, sighing with relief. His hands soothing up and down the curve of you back, you relaxed against him, head resting on his warm chest listening to the beat of his heart.
He starts the slow rock of his hips, your exhaustion taking over you as he lulls you to sleep. He feels you go limp in his arms, continuing with his small thrusts, listening to your breathing turn deep. He looked down at you, eyes shut, lips parted letting out the odd whimper when he hit that particular spot, you looked so peaceful and content. He smiles lovingly, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, shutting his own eyes.
I’m so feral for this mannnnn I want him so bad pls leave some Steve/Eddie thoughts in my asks I’m in the mood to write some blurbs