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Y/n can’t help but take it further than appropriate with her stepdad once he sleepwalks into her bed

George and Sapnap are dating. George finds out Dream writes fanfiction about all of them, so he and Sap decide to give Dream what he's been writing about. “Did you read it?" He couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact Dream wrote about them so intimately, his best friend of several years wanted to fuck him, wanted them to fuck him. It was mind boggling yet intoxicating, the idea of pressing the blond into the bed until he could hardly breathe, letting him have no room to- “That's a yes then.” George cut into his thoughts with a smug look, brown eyes peering at him excitedly. “I already read everything the little idiot wrote, he’s not bad, but the one I sent you was his most recent, and best work.” George was babbling he always does this when he gets too excited. “George.” Sapnap called, his own tone lower than usual and snapping the usually dominant boy out of his ramblings, noting the flushed cheeks and hungry expression with a shiver. “We’re supposed to visit Dream this week, aren’t we?” Brown eyes shimmered in desire, reflecting his as he already guessed the more slender boy’s idea. “Did you have something in mind, babe?”

Marinette has a very distinctive hickey and it seems like the universe is out to get her.

DAY NINE: CROSSDRESSING STEVE + PORN WITH PLOT + ANGST AND FEELS + HAPPY ENDING “Well… Didn’t know if I’d ever get to see my girl again,” he suddenly hears Bucky murmur softly from behind him. Startled, Steve spins around, feeling mortified. His cheeks blush, making the makeup on his cheeks stand out all the more prominently – and he suddenly wants to cry, because there’s Bucky, leaning against the door frame and looking Steve from head to toe with those warm grey eyes and… and all Steve wants to do is hide. Had he heard the front door open and was given a head’s up about his best friend being back home, he would’ve locked himself in the bathroom and wouldn’t have come out until everything had been scrubbed clean from his face and – maybe, hopefully – he could’ve put all the clothing away before Bucky had noticed. It’d seemed like a good idea at the time; now, Steve couldn’t regret it more.

Bakugou's got a concussion and Kirishima wants to help. How, exactly, he's going to help is imparted to him by a blushing doctor.

Eddie Munson isn't very good at puzzles. Well. He can make them, sure, in the form of weeks-long campaigns for his bandmates and a ragtag group of now sophomores he'd come to adore. He's great at making them. Great at making villains that his party thought they'd had figured out, beaten, only to make a quick 180 and have them come back from the dead for a final, earth-shattering fight. Yeah. He can make them. What Eddie Munson can't do when it comes to puzzles, is figure them the fuck out. Especially, it seems, when the puzzle comes in the form of a boy one year younger than him and slightly shorter when you don't count his mass of gorgeous hair that makes him, falsely, look taller than Eddie. This puzzle had saved the world with him, had saved him when he was sure he was a goner. The puzzle's name, of course, is Steve Harrington. King Steve, to many, Hawkins High's golden boy, rich and charming and apparently, a fucking badass. Eddie never stood a chance.

When you can't trust the people around you to help you carry the weight before you crumble under the pressure, there's only one possible outcome. Sapnap breaks. His boyfriends are there to clean up a mess of their own making. (Or: Sapnap starts to feel left out of his relationship when Dream and George spend too much time working and ignoring him in favour of each other. But it's okay, because they make it up to him in the end.) *Orphaning all my dteam fics bc I don’t really want to be associated with them anymore, but I’m not deleting bc I know people love these fics, I just don’t want to be tied to them anymore ❤️

Dream was not happy with the results of Love or Host or George forgetting who he belonged to. Luckily Dream is more than happy to take a plane over to remind him. “You could have picked me, I was in the call.” The younger challenged, eliciting another groan from the older who picked himself up and sat up in the chair. “Dream, you weren’t a contestant, so you weren’t an option.” George tried gently, stiffening as something the green eyed boy’s expression changed, turning more predatory as he now leaned in with a mocking smirk. “Georgie, I’m not only an option, but for you I’m the only option.” Dream said, words like poison that were drenched in honey and making George flush a deep red as the anxiety in his stomach from a possible argument turned into potential arousal. “It seems you’ve forgotten that though.” “Dream, I haven’t forgo-” George tried to say, but was quickly cut off by the blond. “Perhaps I’ll have to visit and remind you.”

There’s a few things Eddie notices when he wakes up. One, he bites his tongue. It hurts. Of course. The weird thing, though, is he doesn’t taste blood. But he knows he bit it hard and it’s throbbing behind his teeth. He tastes something, and his mouth feels wet but there’s no metallic flavor (metal. He likes metal. He’s remembering). It’s smoother. More earthy. Two. He’s alone. Completely. No Dustin. Or Robin or Nancy or Steve or anyone. Three. He’s sore. His whole body aches, his skin is thrumming with it. His neck especially, and his sides like where Steve was bitten, too. Four. He’s got to blink a couple times to realize this one. Let his eyes adjust from the pitch black of being closed to the dim blue haze of the Upside Down. Yeah, that’s what he realizes. He’s still there. Five. He’s fuckin’ starving. In which Eddie wakes up with sharp teeth, Steve has a thing for tongue piercings, and it takes a while for them to figure out what all of that means.

“What if you pretended to date someone else to show Victor you’ve moved on?” Simon considers this for a moment, then shakes his head. “Who would agree to that? I’m not exactly known for my social standing here. The only people I hang out with are you and Sara and her friends, who are all girls.” “So I’ll do it then,” Wille offers, like that should’ve been obvious. Simon’s his best friend, and he’s upset. This seems like a no-brainer to him. (aka the fake dating/roommates AU you never knew you needed)

Suddenly, Harry’s slipping down his jeans, and Louis gasps as he’s met with a very unexpected but delicious sight. A mass of fur nestles between Harry’s cheeks, matching with the pink of the inner part of his bunny ears.Or, the one in which Harry wears bunny ears and a bunny butt plug and Louis proceeds to fuck him.

Lance is a frustrated alpha stuck in space, a million miles away from an omega.Or so he thinks...After an awkward moment during training, Lance realises that an omega might be closer than he first thought.

George may be going to therapy, but nothing fixes instantly. He wants to tell Dream and Sapnap just how much he loves them, but the words always get caught before he can say them. “Gogy.” An excited voice called in his ear, the brunet humming tiredly, sleepiness in his tone and actions as he turned over, away from the voice into another warm chest that vibrated, annoyingly, in amusement. “George, wake up.” Another voice, that he was able to identify as Sapnap this time, called with a gentle hand through his hair. George was only half awake and a disgruntled whine fell free from his lips, brown eyes opened slowly, blinking in the dark room to land on excited black ones peering at him. “No.” He pouted simply, too warm and comfortable between the pair as his brain slowly started to wake up, thoughts stringing together lazily. “Why’re you up before me?” He seemed to slur, reaching up tiredly to rub at his eyes as Dream laughed against his back, a pair of arms wrapping around his clothed waist to pull him in close, the movement making his thoughts work that much faster to collect themselves beyond the drowsy veil of sleep. “Its Christmas, we woke up early.”

“King Harrington.” Eddie smirked, grabbing Steve’s hand and bending low once again, and if he’d had any more time to react Steve was sure he would’ve snatched his hand away on reflex. Instead, he felt the soft brush of Eddie’s lips against his skin, heard the raucous laughter that erupted from both Eddie and Robin, and felt his skin raise another few degrees in temperature. Or, Steve is massively, ridiculously, head over heels for Eddie; he just doesn't realise it yet.

Thor and Loki, on orders from Odin, take over Earth. Thor picks the Man of Iron to be part of his spoils. *pure ironhammer pron*

Just a bunch of random scenarios that I think about throughout the day. *INSPIRED BY: YayTeaBerry*, I read their stuff and it was freaking amazing and so I wanted to make a version for myself.

"I am a good top, all my sexual partners have said so," Harry said petulantly, annoyed that his honor was being questioned this way. "Harry, if they didn't leave your flat able to see a new spectrum of colors, then you aren't better than me," Draco smirked at him from across the table. ~Or, Draco fucks Harry into his mattress.

A collection of one shots featuring America's sweethearts; the men and women of Marvel.( Rated M for some chapters, which are labeled as explicit. )

It's been a year since you left Coriolanus Snow in that forest. Now, tied to the desk chair in his bedroom, you know it's time for you to reap what you sow.

Tony's neck is very sensitive.

“Remember when I left you that voicemail last summer?” Patrick asks, a little breathless. “Christ, how could I forget?”