#netfix

[krossan]

[tenyai]

(Part 1? lol)This got more ridiculous than I intended but here we are, a little rujinu aquarium date shenanigan inspired by @galaxyspeaking ‘s great aquarium date concept! I have a part 2 sketched out that’s more romantic and sappy but we’ll see if and when I get to it 🐠

[fanartka]

I would take out and give you my heart...

...even if you never asked for it.

[citarsinosis]

PLEASE

Don't let the fandom die, less Namgyu fans! WE CAN BEAR IT

[melaniesparkle]

I did most of these last year, but I lost the original files of my old hard drive, I managed to find some of the PNG's so I worked with those to finish it. I only ended up re-drawing Will and Lucas:) I also drew Max but I'll post her along with the rest of the party on another post ^^ But anyways, hope you like it!! Can't wait for S5:) 💖✨

[foxygrll]

Okay. Steve Harrington x Reader, smut, Older steve like mid 30’s (NOT YOUNGER READER), and Steve and reader are divorced and have a kid and what not and they kinda hate each other but they still be getting freaky 💕💕 :p

OH EM GEE I actually adore this concept >o< getting straight to work

(MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN IF U LIKED THIS!!)

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˗ˏˋ I've Missed This. ˎˊ˗

・┈ ✦﹕ pairing : steve harrington x fem!reader

・┈ ✦﹕ cw : !!SMUT!! ,, clueless!steve x angry!reader lol ,, angst if u squint ,, p in v ,, oral (fem receiving) ,, porn with plot ,, porn with passion ,, steve harrington has a big dick

・┈ ✦﹕ summary: steve promises to go to his daughters game and his ex wife invites him to dinner

MY MASTERLIST

You have got to be kidding. That's what you thought to yourself as you rummaged through your daughters bag to find her soccer cleats. He couldn't have forgotten to put them in there, you were sure you reminded him every time you had the displeasure of speaking to him.

"Tay, honey, where did daddy put your shoes?" you yell to your daughter sitting in the living room. You quickly come to the realization that she is too invested in the show she was watching to pay any mind to whatever you had to say. You huff as you pull everything out of the bag to no avail, because the cleats were nowhere to be found.

You pick up the phone, dialing angrily. It rings a few times before he answers. "Steve, where the fuck are my daughters cleats? I told you to put them in her bag!" you whisper-yell, as to avoid your daughter from tuning into your conversation. The call falls silent for a few moments, before you hear Steve take in a deep breath. "...What?". You actually have to hold yourself back from slamming the phone down. "Are you.. kidding? I literally reminded you every time we spoke while she was with you." You say, honestly more stunned than you are angry. "I don't- I don't remember." Steve says, and it becomes apparent to you that he's just woken up. "It is 3 p.m. on a Thursday and you just woke up? You're a grown fucking man Steven." You say, rubbing your face in disbelief. "Meet me at her game- that you promised her you'd come to- with her shoes. On time. Please."

It's been half an hour, and here you are, 15 minutes before your daughters game waiting for her father to bring her the cleats he forgot to pack. "I don't know Tay, maybe he's not coming.. We'll tell your coaches what happened then head ho-" You're cut off by the obnoxious hum of your ex-husband's car. "Taylor!! I have your shoes, let me pull around and park, okay baby?" He yells over the terribly loud sound his car emits. You roll your eyes as he parks and steps out of his car, shoes in hand. But fuck, he looks really good.

You stand behind as he picks her up and carries her to the field, all because of a simple "my feet hurt.". Sweet. Real fucking sweet. The two of you are forced to sit far too close together because of the amount of people on the bleachers. You watch him- maybe more than you watch your daughter- you watch as he cheers for her, yells her name, waves at her, tells her how good shes doing, you observe. It makes you wonder what your family could be. He's a fantastic dad.. Were you depriving your child of that? No, no no. You know why you split, it outweighed everything else. Getting back together is fully off the table. But man, those jeans are hugging everything in just the right way.

After the game another parent approaches you and Steve, she explains that she is taking the team out for ice cream, if Taylor is allowed. You look at Steve for approval, and he nods his head yes. You tell her it's fine, and you and Steve walk out to the parking lot. "Listen.. If you're- uh.. I don't know if you have anything going on but you could come home and I'll make dinner.." You say, looking at the ground. Steve falls silent. "Sorry, dumb idea." You laugh. "No, I- I'm just.. I'm just confused, I guess. Sure, I'll have dinner with you." He says.

The two of you are home now, and after an awkward dinner, Steve is getting ready to leave. You follow him to the door and stop him right before he exits. "Thank you. For being a good dad, and showing up when she needs it. It means a lot to both of us." You say, looking into the honey brown eyes you are so thankful your daughter inherited. No more words are needed, Steve cups the side of your face and pulls you into him, a nights-worth of wanting dissolving into this kiss. It's familiar, it's comfortable, but most of all, it is desperate.

The two of you stumble your way to your bedroom, flopping onto your bed as soon as you get the chance. You hungrily slide Steve's jacket off his body, tossing it onto the ground. "I've missed this." Steve says into your mouth. "Shut up.." you giggle. Steve's lips trail down your chin, across your jawline, and down your neck. He knows you, and he knows just where to kiss to get you going. You let your body succumb to his touch, you've missed this too.

His hands roam your body as he kisses your neck, and his fingers find the hem of your shirt. He pulls it up slightly, wordlessly asking you if he can take it off. You nod your head- maybe quicker than you ever have before. His attention fades from your neck to the newly exposed skin. He kisses down your chest, paying special attention to your collarbones on the way there. He kisses the curve of your breasts, with one hand supporting him and the other gripping your hip. He sits up for a moment, lifting you up just enough to unclip your bra and slide it off your body. He looks like a deer in headlights.

Before you know it, Steve is cupping one of your breasts with his free hand, focusing on the other with his mouth. Your breath hitches when he takes your nipple into his mouth. He loosens his grip and unlatches his mouth from you, kissing down your torso. He stops when he gets to your navel, looking up at you for approval while he fumbles with the zipper on your pants. You nod yes, and Steve wastes no time sliding your pants and your panties down your legs, throwing them to the side absentmindedly.

There's one thing going through your mind as Steve runs his tongue through your folds; How could I ever have given this up? That is, until he begins working on your clit. Every thought you'd ever had, gone. You can't help but grind against his mouth when he gives your clit a harsh suck. And when you do, he lets out the loudest, nastiest moan you think you may have ever heard. You look down at him, and oh- is it a sight to see. There he is, your ex-husband, grinding into the bed as he eats your pussy like a man starved, looking up at you while your arousal runs down his face. There's that thought again.

He continues, and you feel your orgasm winding in your stomach. He can tell, by the way you begin slurring your words and repeating his name over and over, and how your back arches off the bed. He wants to push you over that edge, so he slips his middle and ring finger into your wanting hole. He curls his fingers inside you just right, and your orgasm comes crashing down, and he guides you through it. He continues lapping at your pussy until you're literally pushing him off.

He sits up and begins taking his clothes off, seemingly showing off. "You putting on a show?" You say with a giggle. "Mhm" He hums. He slides his shirt off, and now it's your turn to be the deer in headlights. He unbuckles his belt, then unbuttons his pants then slides his pants and his boxers down his legs. Oh Lord, this might take some re-getting used to. He approaches you, settling himself between your legs. He runs his tip through your folds, the contact making you both shudder. And finally, after 8 months of separation, Steve pushes himself into you. It's painful, and you haven't felt the stretch of him being inside you for far too long.

He collapses, his head falling into the crook of your neck, he's breathing heavily into your ear. "Tell me when you're ready for me to move, okay?" Steve says, voice breaking into whimper near the end. "I'm ready." You whisper. Steve begins pulling himself out of you, taking a painfully long time. Only his tip is inside of you, and he pushes back in. The two of you moan in unison. He continues, picking up his pace. "Oh god.. I- I've missed you so bad.." He says, leaning down to kiss you. Your lips meet his, and you realize that you never want this to end. You're moaning into each other's mouths while his cock slams into you at an unforgiving pace. It's lewd, filthy, and overwhelmingly loving.

His hips begin to stutter, and you feel a familiar coil winding up in your stomach. Suddenly, Steve stops. "What are yo-" He cuts you off by flipping over and placing you on his cock while he lays down. His hands find your ass, and he begins assisting you in riding him. He watches you, your tits bouncing as you ride him relentlessly, and it sends him over the edge. You notice, and seeing his face scrunch up in the same way it used to, that sent you over the edge as well. He noticed, and he tried his best to hold off until you came so you could get your pleasure as well. The coil snapped, and your orgasm came like a flood rushing through a broken dam. Steve quickly pulled you off of him, and you wrapped your hand around his thick shaft and pumped him a few times until he reached his orgasm too.

You flop down, and to your surprise, you are quickly greeted with Steve's embrace. You lay there for a while, tracing shapes on his chest as he rubs your back. "Will you stay the night?" You ask him. "You know I can't." He says with a sigh. "I know." You don't argue.

╰╮ ✦﹕ wowwww this was so fun I hope u enjoyed my first fanfic on here :p

[its-musical-dinosaur]

I started this the day part 2 came out.... anyways school's been a bitch & here it is finished finally

[krispieflezh]

Long Story Short is out and it’s so funny and the future is tubes