A Piece Of Heaven On Earth

I wake up before her in the morning, cuddling her while she sleeps before waking her with little kisses. Lips touching her cheek, gentle hands caressing her skin. My mouth moves down from her face to her neck, inhaling the scent as my lips brush below her jawline.

My hand is on her hips, her waist, her tummy. Moving under her shirt, dragging it up with my hand as I move it up along her body, my fingers tracing lines onto her ribcage. I move even further up, touching her breasts, running my fingertips playfully over her nipples.

Moving down a little, continuing to cover her in kisses until my mouth reaches her breasts. When I take them into my mouth, my hand moves down her body again. Reaching the lining of her panties, I slide in underneath the soft fabric. My fingertips press against her clit as I'm licking and teasing her nipple, touching her most sensitive areas. Rubbing in circles between her legs, pushing my fingers onto her.

My hand shifts down a little, stroking along her folds, spreading her wetness around. A finger slides inside, feeling her tighten around me when I finger her. Even with just my finger, she feels so good around me.

I want to be inside her. Immediately.

With a playful bite at her nipple, I move back off her so I can roll her over onto her side, facing away from me. I position myself behind her back, putting my hand on her ass and on her hips, loving how she feels under my touch. I slide her underwear off, halfway down her thighs so I can stroke my cock against the smooth skin between them. The tip of it rubs against her little pussy when I do, and soon enough she feels me press up against her opening.

She's so wet and slick already when I push the tip of me inside. Working slowly back and forth, I bury myself deeper inside her with each stroke. My hand is gripping her hip while she has her hand between her legs, rubbing herself when I fuck her.

We move like that for a while, enjoying the pleasure of hard cock inside wet cunt. But I feel myself getting more and more worked up from the sensation. Pushing myself deep inside of her, I lift my leg up over hers. I use my weight to roll her over on her stomach, putting myself on top of her.

Mounting her like a bitch, my actions are getting rougher. I grab a fistful of her hair when I start to move again, forceful thrusts that pushes her face into the pillow. Harsh, degrading words come out of my mouth. She woke up as my princess, but now she's nothing more than a dumb slut, my whore, good for nothing other than pleasing my cock.

My hand falls to her ass, repeatedly slapping it until it's red and bruised. Satisfied with that, I lean over her to grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back before spitting in her face. I smear it across her cheek before giving her a hard slap.

I shift myself around, leaning down above her. My face close to hers now, my weight pushing her down into the mattress. Her ass is pressing against me every time I thrust. My hand around her throat, fingers bruising her neck with how hard my grip is. My pace quickens. Fuck, I'm going to cum soon.

I'm not sure if she can hear me, but I'm certain that I don't care if she does. Regardless, I growl into her ear that I'm about to cum. That I'm going to breed her, my filthy little slut. That I'm going to fill her womb with my seed, force my baby inside of her.

And I cum, thrusting violently into her, using every bit of strength to hold her in place when I climax, convulsions running through my body with the intense pleasure that comes from it.

After I'm fully spent, I relax on top of her. I let go of her throat and of her hair, caressing her instead. I'm back to giving little kisses on her cheek, behind her ear, whispering sweet words in the moments between kisses. I ask if she's okay, thanking her for making me feel so good. I roll off her and pull the covers over us, snuggling her close. After kissing both of her eyelids, I hug her tightly, holding her to my chest while I stroke her hair.

I saw “Do you think we are soulmates?” and immediately thought of Bill!! He’s always said he believes and wants that true love, that love at first sight moment and someone to grow old with. It just felt like the perfect prompt for him and I would love to see your take on it! 🖤

a/n: i love Bill's idea of true love.

the wind blew his ponytail in the wind, the stage makeup removed so you could see all his natural features under the pale moonlight. he was beautiful to you. his soft pink lips and eyes that sparkle carved by Gods themselves.

he looked at you the same, the long touches he gave you on top of the chilly patio floor with the longer glances at your features.

thoughts ran through your heads, thoughts about each other, thoughts about the future, anything that held each other in it.

with a soft intake you brush his baby hairs out of his face softly. "Billy," you started, rubbing the tips of your fingers against his cheek. "Do you think we are soulmates?"

the excitement rose onto his face within seconds, his toothy smile emerging as he eagerly nodded. taking both your hands into his own he stared into your eyes. "If i don't spend the rest of my life with you, i'm going to burn cities to the ground."

you giggled, covering your face with your hands while facing away from him.

the white veil covering your face washed back into your vision as the memory faded away and you blinked tears out of your waterline, your eyes looking at your fiance as you walked to the stand to marry your soulmate.

you guys were fifteen, how could he be so sure?

I posted js now but my wifi wad acting up so it was deleted 😒 so wtv but I'm putting this as 2.5 bcs it was always supposed to be in p. 2 bit didn't fit

ATWOW SOCIAL MEDIA PT. 2.5

── ౨ৎ ‧˚ 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 (𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧)

・⸝⸝ some hobie brown headcanons where you’re the complete opposite of him + not completely proofread

notes. this was inspired by the anon who requested for “polar opposites” (i’m still working on that request TT). i’m a sucker for couples with different aesthetics because it reminds me of hachi and nana hshshddh ♡

you guys share an apartment together, and the contrast between your guy’s decor can be laughable. hobie has crumbled newspaper cutouts and band posters sprawled all over his walls— graffiti to roughen it up even more. while you had a dainty wallpaper with printed flowers, topped with assortments of neatly lined photos of you and hobie taken during your dates.

that’s why the living room in your apartment is completely bare. except for some framed photos of more cute memories and the dried flowers that hobie (stole) bought you on your first date. mostly, the trinkets you both own are scattered around the apartment.

hobie would be pouring cereal into a pink, bunny ceramic bowl. while you drink raspberry tea in a ridged mauve mug with the words ‘fuck capitalism’ written in hobie’s scratchy handwriting. and yes, you did take hobie to a pottery class as a cool date idea (he thought it was a cute idea too).

hobie always wears a copious amount of studded leather belts but also, your plush keychain(s) securely clipped onto his belt loops. hobie loves to show them off whenever he’s out with his bandmates— “ain’t it a lil’ cute? ‘s even got a lil’ blush on ‘s cheeks.” and that doesn’t limit him during his nightly patrols, he would get a few insults about having a ‘stupid toy’ on his belt, to which he would punch the daylights out of them and trap them in a thick layer of web.

you also proudly accessorize your bags with hobie’s handmade keychains. your favorite was a little replica of his guitar and a pink star that “represents you”. but because they are personally made, he would leave song lyrics and flirty comments written in the back of each keychain— marking the date when he gifted it to you.

going shopping with hobie was also lots of fun. there was a nearby boutique that you always shop at; selling exclusively skirts and dresses adorned with frills and bows, and hair accessories that are covered in pearls and ribbon (he honestly sticks out like a sore thumb but he couldn’t care less). hobie helps you pick out stuff, taking clothes off the rack and asking you to try it on. he compliments you every time you show off, giving you a little twirl and whispering a suggestive comment that makes you slap his chest. if you decide that you weren’t particularly fond of the outfit, hobie would go out of his way to put away said clothes back into its rack whilst having a good chat with the shop owners (they love him to bits).

one time, you decided it would be fun to wear some of his stuff. putting on a studded leather choker he left on his bedside table, you walked out with your chin held high and a grin so big. immediately, hobie felt like he combusted five times and went over to graze a hand over your leathered neck— “you’re an absolute looka’ babe.”

whenever you guys are out, he would always keep an eye out for your skirt. not in a weird way, but to make sure it doesn’t show private bits that would entertain creeps that would pass by. that’s why he would subconsciously linger his hand on your hips and he would always let you sit in the subway train, amusingly eyeing down at you drawing whilst he holds onto the upper railing— guarding you with his solid frame.

you’re a real sucker for british dating shows. it wasn’t like you believed in them, but found them heavily entertaining. hobie had always been fond of the things you like, even though they completely contrasted his personal aesthetic and interest. but he cannot, for the life of him, agree with dating shows. as you snuggled into him and share a fluffy blanket— watching the latest season of said dating show, he would cackle as he gives snarky comments at every moment and heavily criticize the whole concept of “making yourself look li’ a knob on the telly” (you sent him to his room afterwards, he apologized the morning after).

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omg so bimbo!reader x subby (ish) ! ethan where he will literally do anything she wants , cooks whatever she wants , carries her , and is just right behind her at all times

your chin peeks over the crest of his shoulder when you press up onto your toes, the sharp peak burrowing into the smooth muscle when you can see the stove in front of you. "did you-"

"yes, sweetheart." his chest rumbles when he chuckles, flipping the pancake once over. "i didn't put any chocolate chips in there, can't you see that?"

you drop down so that your heels thud against the worn hardwood floor of his new shared apartment with chad, fingers twisting at the torn fabric of his old t-shirt that drifts below your midriff and tickles at the top of your thighs. despite being covered by thick socks - much against your argument you had with ethan five minutes prior - your toes are chilled, and you curl them subconsciously as a trail of his spend trickles down the middle of your thigh.

"i don't think you cleaned me up that well." you murmur, pulling up the hem of the t-shirt to observe its wandering path, but your lips curl up at the smell of a freshly-made pancake being added to the pile to his right.

ethan scoffs, bending forward to turn off the stove. "i cleaned you up just fine, princess. c'mon to eat, go sit down."

"but-"

"i know i cleaned you up, baby. that's there for a reason. i like it just the way it is." he coos, slipping in behind you to slip his fingers between your swollen, puffy lips to gather the slick on his fingers. "don't touch it."

Ruins of Pompeii, Naples, Italy

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getting high with them | twilight headcanon

carlisle cullen;

• honestly he’s so chill you wouldn’t even notice that he was

• not that he’d tell you anyways

• for him it’d be a one time thing, something he would try and never lay his eyes on again

• so basically he’s his regular self, maybe a little more stressed out

• 0/10 he didn’t enjoy the experience at all

esme cullen;

• no

• just no

• you could cry and beg her all you wanted but never in a million years would she ever try it

• to be completely honest she’d be offended you’d even ask

edward cullen;

• he’d be so disgusted that you’d even offer to him

• our boys old, and he grew up in a time where it was frowned upon so you can’t really blame him

• but once you’d finally get him game it was HILARIOUS

• he’d start like spilling all kinds of edgy emo lyrics

• he’d basically turn into an edge lord and spill out all his feelings to you

bella swan;

• human bella wouldn’t enjoy any second of it

• she’d try it and she’d be chill but it was kind of a no go for her

• she’s chill when she’s high, nothing really special she kinda just stays the same

• now vampire bella is definitely a lot funnier

• she matches your energy and is a lot easier to have a good time with

jasper hale;

• nah because he’s fun

• he’d smoke with you, and hangout and vibe and have a good time

• he wouldn’t do it without you though

• like if anybody else asked he’d decline

• wasn’t big on the idea but enjoyed the experience with you

• would do it with you only again

alice cullen;

• it’d be damn near impossible to even get her to try

• she thought it was ridiculous and childish but if it would make you happy

• she tried to match your energy though she wasn’t enjoying any second of it

• very bad experience for her but she enjoyed seeing you happy

emmett cullen;

• y’all already know he’s down for anything especially if it was smoking pot with his bae

• he’s so much fun

• he enjoyed every second of it and even suggested it become something normal you guys did together

• he loves it and would definitely do it again

rosalie hale;

• she was down for it

• she was chill, and she gave off good vibes

• it definitely made her a lot happier

• her usual mopey self was funny and loud

• but like the others she wouldn’t do it if you weren’t around or doing it with her

riley biers;

• i love riley but i feel like he’s the type of guy to be like “any girl that smokes is unattractive”

• so it’d be pretty hard to get him to try

• #AntiMarijuanaUsage

• he’d make fun of you for doing it

• he’s a hater fr

victoria sutherland;

• nah because my girl is so fun

• she’s always down for whatever with you so you already know she was down to try it

• even sober she’s fun but when high she’s even better to be around

• she enjoyed the experience with you and would definitely do it again

jane volturi;

• nah she’d be so paranoid the entire time

• “(y/n), did you hear that?!”

• “girl chill out it was just the leaves”

• would start going on about some random lady she almost scrapped the week prior

• she had fun, she’d probably do it again tbh

modern!eddie running a corroded coffin insta page to help promote the band and you being in the comments hyping him and the band up like, “YEAH LOOK AT MY BF!!” “if u guys don’t blow this band up, ur all fake fans.”.

modern!robin actually being so good at mario kart that it literally blow yours and steves minds because she sucks at any other video game. you know that when robin has a blue shell, you’re done for.

modern!steve who spams his feed with pictures of the both of you together. he constantly gets comments from dustin along the lines of “gross” and “get a room”.

modern!nancy where she writes a lot of video essay scripts about different media topics that she never actually records but you always try to convince her to make.

modern!jonathan having a photography insta account and half of the posts being really aesthetically pleasing, professional pictures of you.

modern!max where she’s solidly tik tok famous due to her posting a bunch of skateboarding videos. she obviously tags you in every one of them because who else would be playing the role of the best cameraman in the world.

modern!el not knowing how to use social media at all and u having to help her, but you don’t really mind because you love seeing her being so caught off guard with how weird social media is/can be.

modern!dustin being behind a ton of different hawkins high insta accounts. both you and him run a hawkins high tea page and probably a few other accounts with mike or lucas.

modern!lucas definitely has animal crossing. he got it when erica forced him to so they could play together but now he loves playing it. you guys always go to each others islands and hit each other with nets. he definitely tries to convince you to give him one of your villagers if it’s one his faves.

modern!mike has a shit ton of spotify playlists for different seasons, people, feelings, etc. he has made you a few playlists for different occasions like your birthday or just times when he wants to make you a playlist.