every time i see this image it makes me happy
or this one
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every time i see this image it makes me happy
or this one
please tell me
the moon and the sun
except they both see eachother as the sun and they both see themselves as the moon
Endless Gifs of Steve Harrington (106/?) Stranger Things • 2.06 The Spy
his soft smile pt. III 🦋
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EDDIE MUNSON Chapter Six: The Dive
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condescending care is so >>>
The Punisher: One Last Kill dir. Reinaldo Marcus Green | 2026
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Did Vincent like this job? Absolutely it was interesting to say the least and frankly it didn’t ever seem to go the way he expected. Looking the way he did, Vincent did know how to turn on the charm which had gotten him out of a lot of complicated situations. As the best looking teacher, Vincent was definitely popular among at least a few of the female students. So he watched to test something in his latest class. He was explaining how to properly sketch people without making them looking goofy. But alas it didn’t seem to make sense to some in class, that’s when the idea came to him. “Okay I need a volunteer to be my model.” While a few hands shot up of some students, a smirk crossed his face prompting a look at a few students until he’d made his decision. To him, she put the others to shame easily. “Fannie come here, your my muse for this demonstration.”
Fannie stepped back, slowly removing her cheer uniform. As she did, her hands trembled, her eyes on his. Once nude, she let her hair down and lifted herself onto his desk. Leaning back, she spread her legs, revealing her bare cunt. It ached, throbbed, and was dripping. She swallowed thickly, eyes on Vincent. “Is this what you want,” she asked, voice shaking. She was afraid they’d get caught, that everyone would know.
Vincent went to thr door of his class and locked it quickly, his gaze fixed on Fannie’s naked body. Now he was certain no one could interrupt them, he walked back to the now naked Fannie on his desk. At the sight of her bare cunt, Vincent licks his lips. “It is, then I’m going to fuck you senseless in every part of this class.” He assured her as he leaned down, gripping her thighs. Within moments his tongue was buried in her pussy.
Fannie gasped as she felt his mouth on her, her eyes wide as she stared up at the ceiling. Her head swam as she tried to relax, the buzzing of her phone in her bag a slight distraction, but only slight. It was Tommy, asking where she was. He gave her a ride to and from school everyday, and had told him it would only be a moment. But here she was, naked, legs spread wide for her teacher, and she couldn’t care less if Tommy was calling.
“How…what if someone hears us,” she whimpered, a delicate hand reaching down to touch him. She was doing all she could to keep quiet, not wanting to get caught, not wanting their time together to end.
Vincent was too focused on savouring the taste of her to have heard her at first, but he could feel her tense prompting him to pull himself from her. “Then I’ll gag you babygirl.. either with my cock or something else..” he replies in a rather teasing tone, leaning in to give her another kiss so she could taste herself on his lips. He was mildly irritated by the ringing phone. “Is he still calling?” He asked somewhat annoyed by Fannie’s phone ringing. “If you need to talk to him, I’ll bend you over the desk.”
She couldn’t help but moan at the thought of him gagging her. There was something about the way he was forceful with his words only that made her want more. When he kissed her, she was surprised at how she tasted, wrapping her arms around him, deepening their kiss.
“I can text him, tell him to leave without me,” she breathed against his lips. “I don’t want to leave you…ever. I want to belong to you.”
Vincent smirks hearing her moan, the sound alone was enough to arouse him further. “Good girl do that.” He states “And you already do belong to me, which is why when you leave here you’ll be full of my cum.” He struck her ass even harder depending the kiss, as he started to strip slowly. “The sooner he goes, the sooner I can claim you with no interruptions.” Vincent now stood in front of her naked and very hard. His cock prodding her stomach as he slapped her ass again.
Fannie rushed to her phone, text Tommy to leave without her, then turning her phone off without waiting for his response. Vincent was right; she already belonged to him. She had the moment she decided to sit at the front of the class, before she stood in front of the class and let him grope her.
She returned quickly to her position on his desk, yelping when he smacked her ass again. She tensed at the feeling of his cock prodding her stomach, unsure if he would fit, but certain it was going to hurt.
“Sir,” she moaned, grinding against him. She’d never felt anything like it, but knew this was why she’d been lectured against any sexual contact until marriage. It felt amazing; she already missed how his mouth felt against her now dripping cunt.
Vincent smiles watching her work so quickly, as the moment she returned to her position he’d told her to be in, he followed her. Gripping her legs he spread them a little wider, angling his cock against her pussy lips. “Now no one will interrupt us babygirl.” Vincent adds gently pushing into her. He was only a few inches in but she felt incredible.
Wasting no time, Vincent had started to thrust into her gently. His movements slow, but he was using her legs to guide him into her. “I’ll take you home once we’re done.” Although he’d rather take her to his home and break her in properly. “Fuck..your perfect..” he breathes.
“Who owns you?” He needed her to say it.
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes as he stretched her for the first time. No one had prepared her for how painful it was; she could feel every tear, every stretch, her tight, virgin cunt wrapped around his enormous cock. But the more she took of him, the longer he was inside her, the better it felt.
Soon her moans fell freely, her hips moving with his. “You own me, Vincent,” she moaned, a hand on her belly, feeling the bulge of his cock as he fucked her. “I’m yours,” she whimpered. “Yours forever…” she couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.
He was aware she was a virgin, which made this all the better for him. Ignoring her for a moment, Vincent gripped her hips tighter and increases the speed of his thrusts. “Good girl Fannie.” He replies pinning her legs to dangle in the air, as he climbed on the desk. Thrusting down into her again and again. “As long as you remember that, I’ll reward you non stop and know that nobody comes close to you.” He groans kissing her again as the classroom filled with sounds of their fucking. His cock continuing to shape her perfect cunt for himself. “Fuck your pussy is heaven..” he groans against her lips.
Fannie moaned when he called her a good girl, her walls tightening. She loved praise more than anything, and hearing them coming from him made them that more sweet. “More, please Sir,” she pleaded softly, hips moving with his. “F-fill me, please…”
Vincent’s thrusts grew faster and faster along with her moans, it was addicted and if she kept doing it he’d likely finish faster. Feeling the tension build in him more and more as he tried to hold it back. But he couldn’t as he soon came, slowly his thrusts until he came to a halt. “Jesus Christ..” he breaths looking down at her with a smirk. “Now your filled..”
Her breathing was shallow as she looked up at him, realizing what they’d just done. She had no regrets, save for wishing it hadn’t been on his desk. But that was what he wanted, so she gave in to him. She gave in to what they wanted. She gazed up into his eyes, pure, innocent love for him in her own. “What will you do with me now,” she asked, pushing a few stray curls away from his forehead, her touch gentle, loving.
If circumstances were better, he’d have taken Fannie home and done this in his bed. But he’d had to make do with what he could accomplish. Looking at the love in her eyes, Vincent tilts his head slightly leaning in for another kiss. “ I did promise to fuck you all over this room didn’t I?” He teases planting a kiss against her lips. “Or I can take you home.”
“You did promise,” she smiled, her hands resting on his shoulders. “I don’t want to go home, Sir. It would mean being without you, and now…now I don’t want that. I’m not sure I’ll be able to live that way,” she admitted softly.
She’d had a crush on him for some time, even before she started his class. He was handsome, well spoken, and intelligent. But what was more, he seemed to understand his students, how to reach them.
Vincent smiles back resting his hands on her waist, his cock still inside her. “I know you don’t babygirl and I’d rather keep you at my house.” He adds rather not being without her either, she was his after all. Moored perfectly for him and only him. “How’s this feel inside you baby?” He asks softly nipping her neck gently.
She was more gorgeous then any other girl in his classes and despite their flirtations, all he needed was Fannie. “Do you like me being inside you?”
“I love how you feel inside me,” she hummed, kissing him. “You’re so big…and heavy,” she mused happily. “I wish I could feel like this all the time. It feels…perfect.” She wished she could live with him, change her life to suit his needs. She’d never wanted to go to college, rather, she’d wanted to be a mother, a wife, a homemaker. All things her parents told her she had plenty of time for after she had her own career.
“Good and you feel perfect, like your made for me and me alone.” Vincent adds pecking her lips as he’d started to thrust into her again as he picked her up from thr desk and pinned her against the wall,still buried inside or her. “You look so fucking sexy like this babygirl.”
Fannie felt her cunt tighten around him as he praised her. As he pinned her against the wall she wrapped her legs around his waist, panting as they moved together. “Mmmm…yours Sir,” she moaned, kissing his neck. “Teach me to be perfect for you,” she pleaded softly. “You’re the only man I ever want to please.”
She could hear the sounds their bodies made as he took her; heavy balls slapping against her soaked, sticky taint, the soft squelch of his cock fucking his cum deeper inside her as her swollen lips swallowed him. The sounds were lewd, coarse, and she loved it. A far cry from the proper young lady she’d been raised to be, giving into Vincent’s desires, his touch. Her own hidden desires.
Vincent groaned against her as he’d continued to bounce her on his cock. “I will Fannie, I promise.” He assured her striking her ass. His thrusts growing quicker once again, she was addicted and he was hooked. She belonged to him and Vincent would not share her with anyone. The lewd noises filling the room, made this moment all the better for him.
Fannie yelped as she felt his hand smack her ass, the impact causing her walls to clench around his cock, pulling him deeper. “Vincent,” she whined, burying her face in his neck. “I…I’m close….so close…again…”
a playlist of songs for eddie
my favorite way to “interact” with my favorite characters, is by listening to the music that reminds me of them. these songs are by no means songs that would be on his playlist, but they have his name written all over them. (prime self-insert playlist too 🙂↕️)
1.) escape from the killer 1994 by eyedress 💿
“almost drowned, im not a good swimmer/ you helped me escape from the killer.”
2.) mast*rbation song by role model 💿
“i scratch my skin, i sin for you.”
3.) scumbag by role model 💿
“im a train wreck, im a cigarette, im a side that no one’s rooting for/ but you stand by me.”
4.) class clown by conan gray 💿
“like if i get older now, ill let my younger version down/ and if i stop laughing all the blood will just start pouring out.”
5.) nauseous by conan gray 💿
“your love is a threat and im nauseous, scares me to death how i want it.”
6.) leather and lace by don henley and stevie nicks 💿
“give to me your leather, take from me my lace.”
7.) john wayne by cigarettes after sex 💿
“baby, he’s got to be crazy, living like he’s john wayne.”
8.) american teenager by ethel cain 💿
“it’s just not my year, but im all good out here.”
someone said his fear turned into exhaustion
hey so you mean like
this?
this actually makes me feel sick. a 16-year-old child should not be this resigned to suffering. he looks like he realises there's no way out, there's nothing he can do, the pain and misery will keep coming and he won't be able to get away. bone-deep weariness from living his life in constant fight-or-flight and just having to grit his teeth and get through it. he deserves all the happiness in the world for the torture he was forced to endure :(