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Half-Buttoned -- Dacre Montgomery

Request: “Could I get Dacre smut like reader rides him? (ALSO IDK HOW BUT COULD U ADD IN HOW READER THINKS ITS REALLY HOT AF THAT HE WEARS HIS SHIRTS HALF BUTTONED UP)” — hailhydrabarnes “I loved your recent imagine ride his face/eats her out until she begs him to stop?❤️❤️”

Warnings: SMUT!!! (16+). NSFW gifs below the cut. Cursing. Rough sex. Orgasm denial. Edging. Lots of kinky shit. I would not recommend reading unless you’re SUPER kinky and into rough sex. Also, does shitty writing count as a warning?

Pairing: Dacre Montgomery x Reader

Summary: You and Dacre just love to tease each other, but at some point he has to teach you to be a good girl for him.

Word Count: 3143

Listen To: I Put a Spell on You by Annie Lennox

A/N: Yeah, so I’m highkey obsessed with Fifty Shades Darker. I’ve always had a kink for that shit, so I decided to write a Dacre fic that sort of (not really) has Fifty Shades vibes (maybe). I got WAY into this and it got out of hand, sorry if this isn’t your thing… oops.

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anonymous asked:

19 and 48 for reddie?

(I changed 48 a bit to make it fit better with the story!)

Word count: 1.6k

Rated T for some language and degrading slurs. 

So this story is actually dedicated to @wolfhardly. She’s so freaking amazing it’s unbelievable, please go check out and follow her blog! Luv ya babe! I really enjoyed writing this! I hope you enjoy reading it! <3


As Eddie stared up at the large banner that was strung across the main street of Derry, his eyes burned with unshed tears. The words staring back at him made his stomach swim with nausea. Out of the corner of his left eye, he could see his friends, Stan and Bill staring at him with sorrow in their eyes and out of the corner of his right he saw Richie. Richie was being held back by his best friends Mike and Beverly, along side Beverly’s boyfriend Ben, because right in front of him holding a can of spray paint and a deadly smirk on his face was Henry Bowers.

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#so much tongue #so little time

Long distance relationships are hard.

Really hard.

And no one else quite understands.

There are more reasons to fight, to cry, to break up.

But distance also gives us a reason to love harder than any other couple should.

To fight harder, because in the end, we have something gain.

We have miles to fight through, and closeness to fight for.

We put our entire beings into these relationships, and although we may not hold hands as often, or hugs as often, or touch lips often, we will never take those things granted.

Each touch is special, each kiss cherished.

We may be separated by space and time, but the bond between couples who push through the hardest of time is the strongest.

There may be miles between, but there is no one closer.