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m.list / nav. / kofi. summary. when you agreed to attend the high school party with your two boyfriends, you expected the night to end differently. author’s note. harrington fans 🤝🏾 eddie fans, come get ya’ll fucking juice.
[ ❥ ] pairing. eddie munson x reader , steve harrington x reader
[ ❥ ] word count. 1.2K
[❥]genre.mature, pwp
[❥]warnings.language, mature theme, pet names, poly!reader, threesome, mature language, short reader, size kink, hair pulling, oral (m), teasing, pet names, King Steve, stomach bulge, unprotected sex, creampie, slight sub Steve, himbo harrington
Your boyfriends, Steve and Eddie, were always turned on by the fact that you were smaller than both of them, being 5’11 blessed with weird lanky torsos and long skinny legs.
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Anakin x Mandalorian reader.
She gets separated by her family and kind of takes to Anakin. It’s just before he commits to the dark side. She’s generally a good person, fights for people.
But as Anakin turns over to the dark side, instead of an “I can change/save him” type of thing, it’s an “I will change with him” type of thing and she’s along for the ride.
YEYSYSYSYSYSYSYS . i love this idea so much im writing this immediately anon thank u sm!!! im gonna do this with vader if he was never turned into a bbq . comment on this if you like to be tagged !
“judas, must you betray me…with a kiss?”
pairing: lucy gray baird x fem!reader
warnings: slight tbosas spoilers, Y/N usage, established relationship, standard ballad of songbirds and snakes warnings.
authors note: i adore lucy gray so much !! i had to write about her i swear! she is my fav girl rn, and i hope you all enjoy this !
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After you cheated to help your tribute, Lucy Gray, you were banished to none other than District 12. Well, at first it was said to be 11, but you bribed the Peacekeeper’s with the remaining money you had.
At least in banishment you could attempt to find your songbird.
It was quite upsetting at first when you heard the news, mainly because you had to leave your friends behind, Coriolanus and Sejanus. Your family didn’t care much for you, and you felt the same about them.
But you didn’t have much to loose, so you were content with the decision— even if life in the Districts was very different than what you had previously known.
The first week, you didn’t see a glimpse of the brunette, but you were also extremely busy with settling in. You got a small apartment and a job as a nurse for the Peacekeepers.
It wasn’t until Saturday night when you were invited by some random girl from work to the local pub, known as the Hob. Needing some liquid courage you decided why not and tagged along.
But the second you stepped into those doors and heard that all-too familiar beautiful voice singing, your heart damn near stopped.
You can’t take my charm,
You can’t take my humor.
You can’t take my wealth, ‘cause it’s just a rumor.
Nothing you can take was ever worth keeping,
No, nothing you can take was ever worth keeping.
She sung the same song she did the first time you saw her, the smile on your face only growing as she came into view. You continued your walk throughout the crowd, splitting off with the people you came with to get closer to the girl.
Thinkin’ your so fine, thinkin’ you can have mine.
Thinkin’ your in control, think you’ll change me,
Maybe rearrange me, think again if that’s your goal!
She smiled brightly as she strummed her guitar for the intermission, as when she turned her eyes fell onto you. Shock was obvious on her face, the girl almost stopping the strumming of her guitar by it. The wide eyes she had were replaced with smiling ones as it sank in. You sent a small wave and a nod her way, the girl’s smiling only growing as she ran back up to the mic.
Can’t take my sass, can’t talk my talkin’.
You can kiss my ass, then keep on walkin’.
Nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.
Oh, nothin’ you could take was ever worth keepin’.
She sang her heart out, her eyes and that smile never leaving your gaze.
Nothing you could take from me is worth dirt.
Take it, ‘cause I’d give it free, it won’t hurt.
Nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.
No, nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.
Her and the Covey Band finished the song with cheers and claps erupting from the crowd, more specifically, you.
“Thank you, 12, for another night.” She bowed, nodding before leaving the stage.
You followed her with your gaze, shuffling through the crowd in an attempt to get to her. After a moment of shoving and apologizing, you finally got backstage.
You walked through the corridor. “Lucy Gray?” You called, cautious with your steps. You nearly jumped out of your skin when she jumped on your back.
She let out giggles at your yelp, smiling against your hair as she left kisses on your neck and shoulders. The feeling of her lips on your skin sent tingles down your spine as you remembered the kisses you shared through fences in the moonlight.
“Y/N!” She smiled, jumping off your back to properly hug you. She pulled your into her arms, her head going into the crook of your neck.
“Hi,” You whispered as she pulled back, a smile on her face.
“I thought I’d never see you again, oh, I thought they killed you. That’s what the rumors around here said.” Her southern drawl mixed with her concern pulled a smile out of you.
“I’m okay, they just banished me here.” You explained, you hand coming up to rub her worry lines away with your thumb. She smiled at the action, her hand rubbing your arm lovingly. “Other than a few punches, they treated me well. Bribed ‘em into putting me in twelve, y’know I had to come back for my songbird.” You brushed some hair behind her ear.
She turned a light shade of pink at the nickname you gave to her the first time you met at the train station. “How long are you stayin’?”
“Forever, I guess.” You shrugged. “I don’t really have anyone else to go back to, really. My parents pretty much disobeyed me, and all I had at the Capitol were Coryo and Sejanus.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N.” She grabbed your hand, squeezing.
“It’s alright, bird. I’m with you, that makes it okay.” You teased, smiling.
She stared into your eyes for a moment, her honey eyes flickering down to your lips. Without a word, she turned on her heel, her hand still laced with yours and pulled you into a small room.
You followed with furrowed eyebrows, opening your mouth to say something, but the second the door closed you were pinned to it, her lips on yours.
You moaned against her lips in shock, your hands coming up to cup her cheeks, deepening the kiss. Her hands squeezed your hips as she smiled against your lips. When you pulled back for air, the smile never left her face.
“I missed you, so much.” She whispered. “I can’t wait to introduce you to the Covey, they’re gonna love you.”
Your thumb rubbed against the scar on her cheekbone. “I can’t wait either, bird.”
She left another kiss on your lips before turning on her heel, and running to the corner, rummaging through a chest on the floor.
You walked over to the middle of the room, a love-sick smile on your face as you watched the girl.
She turned back to you with the same rose you gave her all those weeks ago in the train station, a mischievous glint in her eye. When she was eye to eye with you, she presented it with a curtesy.
“Y/N, will you give me the honorable title of your girlfriend?” She asked, a teasing smile on her face with a serious tone in her voice.
“Why, yes, Ms. Baird, I would love to.” You accepted the rose, your cheeks dusted pink as she ran forward to connect your lips again, giggling.
Your heart was full as you held your songbird, love being shared in your kiss. Yeah, you thought, I’m gonna be okay here. 
And in the arms of your lover, nothing could hurt you anymore.
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coach benjamin scott it seems I’ve grown quite fond of you though there are no sexual urges or desires you come to me as a long lost friend whom I once picked apples with in papa’s orchard
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
update: billy’s one bed trope fic is posted here!!
no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor, to the toilet seat, from the dining room table, to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink, to the shower, from the front porch, to the balcony, vertically horizontally, quadratic, exponent, algorithmetic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, forward, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in a car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back aching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw-dropping, hair pulling teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, over stimulating, vile, sloppy, moan-inducing, heart-wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, blackhole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark-worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcanic erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, hip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail snatching, spectacular, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, malforming, heavenly, devil's tango. please.