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Carmy: If I keep my body moving, and my mind occupied at all times, I will avoid falling into a bottomless pit of despair.

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Thomasina is literally the girl version of Thomas/tom it is not common and I will delete all comments regarding the name

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working on adding the Steve scenes to ao3 but I hate adding tags

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got a new phone after like six years cause I couldn’t wait any longer it can barely hold a charge anymore but watch Apple finally announce their flip phone later this year and I’m gonna be so pissed off

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MASTERLIST.

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

updated. july.10.24

WHO I WRITE FOR.

SUMMERIES OF MY ORIGINAL WORKS.

STRANGER THINGS.

STEVE HARRINGTON.

↳ not as it seems. college!steve x college!fem oc

EDDIE MUNSON.

↳ possessive. tattoo artist!eddie x fem oc COMING SOON

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WARM ME UP

not as it seems part two

college!steve x college!fem oc

summary: you and steve are doing homework but you cant seem to concentrate

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) cock warming

word count: 1k

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

authors note: okay this is actually a little bit of a novel i've been working on but i named one of the main character's steve so now i just keep thinking about steve harrington whenever i write for it so this is not a y/n insert but i don't describe the fem!main character in any specific way so go and imagine yourself :) but also don't be surprised if this disappears in the future

Thomasina was impatiently waiting for Steve to be done with his essay. She herself had given up on working for the night when she heard the string of curses drip from his mouth. It had turned her on so feverishly that now she was pacing around the perimeter of the living room. She was actually slightly surprised that he hadn’t popped his head up to wonder what she was doing, but he was so focused at the island in the kitchen why should he.

The glow of his laptop, the buzzing from the red bull through her veins. It was becoming too much. She needed him. She needed him now. Chewing on the inside of her lip Thomasina silently moved towards him. Swaying back and forth when she didn’t dare come any closer. Legs stiff as boards, trying not to rub them together and feed the temptation without him. Reaching out to touch his shoulder, hand hovering over it for a few seconds before crash landing on its surface.

Jumping up startled Steve pulled out his earphones, big eyes staring into her needy ones. “What is it?” He asked, concerned. Hand coming to wrap around her thigh. Sending shivers through her body.

“I really need you baby,” she dragged out. Biting her bottom lip.

Steve knew she was serious because she never calls him baby- ever. “You can’t wait?”

Thomasina shook her head no.

“Shit Tom cat,” he sighed heavily. “I’m in the final stretch,” Thomasina mewed when he said those words. “Really? You’re that horny?” She nodded in return. “Fuck. Come here.”

Steve pulled Thomasina by the hip to between his legs. Gently he brushed his hand across the front of her thigh towards her pussy, before his fingers even reached it he could feel how wet her underwear had become. “Oh baby,” he whined. “You really need me.”

Thomasina hummed as her body started to vibrate from his touch. “Whoa calm down baby,” Steve chuckled. Removing his hand from her sensitivity. She pouted, yearning for his return. “Be patient my love.”

“I’m trying,” Thomasina whined.

“Well try harder,” he said, getting off the barstool. Pulling down his sweatpants and boxer briefs in one go. Sitting back on the stool he motioned for Thomasina to come closer. “You ready Tom cat?”

“For what?”

“You ready to be taken care of?” He said through a few breathy gasps as he pumped himself enough to get hard.

“Always.”

Steve took action, taking her clothing away from her hips and down to her ankles. She stepped through the holes in her garments ready for whatever surprise he had in store for her. “Alright babygirl come here,” Steve picked her up off of the floor. Hovering over his semi-hard member he set her down on top of him. Sliding into her perfectly like a puzzle piece.

Before she had the chance to react Steve brought his warm finger to her mouth, “are you going to be a good girl and wait until I am done?”

“Yes sir,” Thomasina nodded softly into his hand. Leaning into his chest as she wrapped his arms around him for balance.

Pulling his laptop towards him Steve feverishly worked to finish while Thomasina was cooing into his ear. Every once in a while he would bring a hand up, rubbing along her spine. It drove her absolutely crazy. Vaginal walls pulsating around his cock causing him to moan loudly. “Shit,” Thomasina whispered in his ear. Breathing heavily, “I’m sorry baby.”

“No babes, it’s my fault for torturing both of us. I should’ve known how you would react,” he breathed in sharply. Tapping at the keys on the laptop one more time before closing it for the night.

When she heard the snap of the laptop close Thomasina moved to look at Steve’s face. “Did you finish?”

“No.”

“Am I that distracting?” Thomasina pouted.

“Yup,” Steve nodded. Digging the pads of his fingers into the sides of her hips so hard he left his fingerprints indented in her skin. Lifting her off of him and gently setting her back on the floor. Getting out of the seat, leaving his pants under its legs. Grabbing Thomasina’s hand dragging her to the bedroom.

Ripping open the drawer to the bedside table picking out a condom. Opening it, rolling the rubber onto his erection and sitting down on the plushy mattress. Patting his lap ready for Thomasina to ride him once more.

Sliding her knees onto the mattress, one on either side of his legs. Steve massaged his cock back into the comfortable blanket that was Thomasina’s pussy, still warm from his last visit. “Oh fuck,” he moaned into her ear when she started to grind her hips against him. “You are going to kill me one of these days.”

“Only if you don’t kill me first,” she whispered into his neck. Letting the sensation of pleasure completely overtake her senses.

Humping his lap harder, faster nails digging into his back. Voice growing ever higher pitched with every new sound that erupts from her lungs. Steve repaid the sentiment by tightening his grip on her hips. Guiding her the way he wanted her, not that she always took direction.

“Stevie,” Thomasina panted.

“Yeah baby?”

“Stevie,” she surprised him by pushing him back onto the bed. Practically screaming as she took her new freedom to bounce faster on top of him.

“Woah Tom cat,” Steve found his grip on her hips again. “Don’t have too much fun without me,” he chuckled. Finding a more comfortable position for the both of them.

“Pussy,” she smacked his chest lightly. “You could’ve finished with your ass hanging off the bed. You could’ve finished if we fell onto the floor. I know you, nothing could ever possibly stop you,” she smirked down at him.

“Ugh,” he moaned loudly. “You are such a dirty girl, I love it.” He moved his hand up Thomasina’s torso, sending shivers up and down her spine. Rubbing circles at her sides that made her weak in the knees.

“You bitch,” she breathed. Vagina pulsating around his cock, ready to cum all over it. “I’m gonna-“

“Me too baby.”

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PART TWO LATER TODAY!!

SECRET

not as it seems part one

college!steve x college!fem oc

summary: you and steve are in a "secret" relationship and your best friend/roommate doesn't know

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) oral (fem receiving) fingering

word count: 1.9k

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

authors note: okay this is actually a little bit of a novel i've been working on but i named one of the main character's steve so now i just keep thinking about steve harrington whenever i write for it (probably why i've written 2k words in like 3 days when i've been in a drought) so this is not a y/n insert but i don't describe the fem!main character in any specific way so go and imagine yourself :) but also don't be surprised if this disappears in the future

“Beatrice! Hurry up, we're going to be late!” Thomasina called down the hallway to a distracted Beatrice. A Beatrice who was too busy fantasizing about her crush Steven.

While Beatrice was busy trying on pretty dresses and making herself up to try and ask out the guy of her dreams at this party he was showing up to  their shared New York apartment for Thomasina. Beatrice comes out of her room to see who came in to see Steve- she almost falls to the floor. “Oh uh, hi Steven I didn’t know you were coming over. Did Cece let you in?” Beatrice tucked her hair behind her ear. Posing herself as she tried to come across desirable.

Steve cocked his eyebrow up as he wondered what the fuck she was doing, “yeah she did.” He ended up responding.

Thomasina came out with a couple of drinks, handing one of them to Steve. “Finally she emerges from her cave,” she giggled, stepping towards her friend.

“I uh, heard the door open and shut so I came to see what was going on. Also,” Beatrice grabbed a random garment off the back of a chair. “I’ve been looking for this everywhere.” Huffing out back towards her bedroom.

“I always forget how much she flirts with me,” Steve chuckles softly.

“Probably because she has a-“ Thomasina stopped before she told her best friend's secret. Even if it was about her boyfriend, to her boyfriend. She could never do that.

“What?” Steve asked.

“Oh nothing,” Thomasina stepped close enough to touch his chest. “It doesn’t really matter anyway.”

Steve tenderly placed his hands on her hips, bringing her body closer to him. Locking lips with hers in a heated makeout session. Gripping the edges of her thin t-shirt Steve slipped his hands onto her smooth skin. Fingertips feeling every bone, every twitch of her muscle as he climbed up further towards her breast.

Just as their shirts were coming off and things started to steam up between them Beatrice could be heard coming back into the living area. Thomasina jumped off of Steve. Frantically searching for the articles of clothing while Steve stood still trying to hide his ever growing erection with his hands. She tossed him his shirt and he quickly put it on. Thomasina scurried behind the long sofa to put hers on, pretending to look for something she dropped. Popping up over the couch after Beatrice had been standing frozen at the edge of the room for who knows how long.

Thomasina sauntered over towards Steve, a jacket that had been on the floor for days gripped in one hand, the other grazing his erection. Steve flinched, screwing his eyes shut as he calmed the rising reaction inside himself. Thomasina smirked to the ground before turning towards Beatrice, “hello again Bea.” Thomasina smiled. Slipping past her towards the hall closet to finally put the jacket away. No thought in her head about possibly cleaning it.

Beatrice didn’t budge from her spot, continuing to stare longingly at Steve as if he might vanish at any moment. He was visibly becoming uncomfortable by her gaze by the time Thomasina came back to lean on the couch near him. Side-eyeing his muscular profile as discreetly as she could, stifling a giggle as she saw him still trying to hide his bulge. Sighing and heaving herself off the sofa Thomasina started, “Bea- are you-“ she was interrupted.

“What is he doing here? I don’t remember inviting him?” Beatrice let out a high pitched half giggle near the end. Her nerves finally subsided.

“Sally sent him over to drive us to the party,” the lie came out so smoothly.

“Why couldn’t she make it?”

“Last minute errand I think,” Thomasina scratched her head trying to remember specifics. Specifics that didn’t exist.

“Hm,” Beatrice touched her pointer finger and thumb to her chin in thought. “How ‘bout you Steven? Did she tell you anything specific?”

“No,” he shook his head.

Beatrice nodded in response. Backing away towards the front door, “okay. I guess I’ll head downstairs then. I’ll meet you in the lobby.”

“Are you sure you’re ready to go?” Thomasina asked.

“Oh yeah,” she sniffed. Closing the door behind her.

Steve relaxed as she turned away. The tension in his shoulders instantly lifting, “finally.” He breathed out. Cracking his knuckles which sent shivers down Thomasina’s spine. Her breath hitched in her throat as she took a moment to remember how to move her chest up and down to let air in. Thomasina spun back around to face Steve, the last thing on her mind was to go meet Beatrice down in the lobby.

After a few moments of silent tension between them Steve took a couple long strides, closing the gap between them. Removing his black cotton t-shirt and tossing it to the brick wall, revealing the few tattoos he had hidden on his chest and back. Thomasina delicately reached out to touch her lanky secret boyfriend. Feeling his rough skin underneath her fingertips as he gripped her hips to bring her closer to him. Snaking her arms around his neck at a snails pace, slowly bringing his head closer to her lips. Tenderly pecking his mouth, tugging at his hair. Bodies in sync as their knees move to the floor. Steve’s fingers tug at the edges of Thomasina’s shirt. Sliding his hand up underneath it to feel the heat of her stomach on the way down to unbutton her jeans. Taking off her acid wash pants for her, lifting her feet one at a time out of the stiff fabric. Leaving her in generic cotton panties that match her cotton shirt. She started to lift the shirt over her head when Steve stood up and quickly gripped her hands to stop her. Lowly growly, “no. keep it on.”

Thomasina smirked at the request. Now she didn’t have to reveal that she wasn’t wearing a bra, although she was pretty sure he could tell. Lowering her arms back down to her sides Steve began leaving kisses on the palms of her hands, pulling her down to the floor. Before continuing he grabbed a couple of pillows off the leather couch without looking, always keeping eye contact with Thomasina. Laying her down on the rough pillows one under her head and one at the small of her back. “How's that?” he queried.

“Perfect,” Thomasina breathed out.

Steve lowered his head to her thighs, leaving soft kisses along the line of her underwear. Thomasina’s leg kicked up as a reflex when he brushed up against the one ticklish section on her body where her torso and leg meet. A quick series of giggles burst from her lungs. Steve continued to kiss down her leg and over to the other one as his motions calmed her back down. Thomasina moved her arms towards his head, letting her fingers grip chunks of his freshly washed hair. Gently tugging them towards where she wanted him, but he resisted. She huffed in frustration. His cold nose biting her flesh as he moved his face wherever he pleased.

Finally, as her consistent grip in his hair felt him move back to the middle. Steve’s eyes darted up to see Thomasina’s eyes screwed shut. Waiting for something spectacular. He smirked, snaking his fingers into the fabric of the elastic waistband of her underwear pulling it down slowly. Thomasina’s thighs constricted slightly by the excitement of him moving closer to the most needy part of her. Nuzzling the tip of his nose deep inside of her, Steve took in her intoxicating scent. Pulling it away from her and replacing it with the stroke of his fingers. “Is this okay? Does it feel good?”

All Thomasina could manage in response was a hefty moan. Steve smirked, a little bit proud of the effect he had on her. “I just want to make you happy Tom cat,” he stroked her thigh with his free hand. Taking it all the way up her torso to her breast.

“Stevie,” she groaned out in pleasure. “Faster.”

Obedient Steve pumped his fingers faster, eyes just peeking over her waist as he started to lick her pearl. Never taking his eyes off of her face. Coming up for air Steve pulled his fingers out completely, leaving Thomasina yearning for more. Licking his fingers clean of her insides before unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down part of the way. Boxer shorts following suit, covering his cock with his big hand and started to rub it back and forth a few times.

“Don’t forget the condom dumbass,” Thomasina panted.

“I thought you were on the pill?” Steve questioned. Eyebrow popping up as he pulled his pants back up for the wallet that he didn’t realize had fallen behind him.

“Doesn’t mean I want you’re dirty-“ she gagged before finishing. “Penis inside of me without a jacket on.”

Leaning back to pick up his wallet and take out one of the many fresh condoms he had tucked in it since they had started having sex. Sighing heavily as he knew she wasn’t serious. Rolling the rubber up, watching her bite her bottom lip as she watched the act. “I literally took a shower today,” Steve sighed as he settled into her with a grunt.

“I know boo,” Thomasina moaned. “Your hair is so luscious. Have you been using that shampoo I recommended?”

Steve nodded, unable to say words as light, breathy moans escaped his throat. Thomasina mimicked his actions, trying to keep the sound to a minimum. But it was hard. Wrapping her arm around his neck entwining her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck once more. “It’s done wonders for you honey bunches.” She gasped so loudly as her body shook with release.

Riding it out right with her until they were both a sweaty mess on top of each other. Heaving and giggling until the front door slammed open. Their faces covered with shock, at least until they realized it was Sally.

“You two are so lucky I slipped past Bea!” She screeched, not caring about their half naked, tangled bodies. “You are not as slick as you think you are. You are going to hurt that poor girl if you aren’t careful,” Sally stomped back out. Making sure to also slam the door shut the same way she opened it.

“What does that mean?” Steve asked, confused. Removing himself from Thomasina. Exhastedly huffing as he lays next to her on the rough floor.

“I promised I wouldn't tell,” Thomasina bit her lip. Turning to face him.

“Well if I know what’s going on maybe I can help,” he smiled sweetly at her.

Sighing Thomasina weighed the options in her mind. Ultimately deciding to tell him, “Beatrice has a crush on you.”

“Oh that,” he chuckled.

“You knew?” Thomasina sat up like a shot, “Who told you?”

“No one told me,” he grunted as his elbow slid against the floor when he struggled to sit and meet her gaze. “I figured it out.” He sighed as he gave up on trying to sit up.

Thomasina silently got up, picking up and dressing herself in the discarded cotton underwear. Going back over to her turtle of a boyfriend she bent down to grab his arm and heave him off the floor.

“Guess we better get going then,” Steve sighed as he pulled his clothing back on.

Thomasina quietly nodded in response. Not very happy about the wake up call her friend had given her, very much planning on getting wasted at this party.

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im sorry why are their no mean!carmy fics out there? or am i just blind?? do you not have that kink too or.....

do i have to do it myself

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me wanting to use the word phalanges instead of fingers because of the show friends teaching me what the word for the finger and toe bones is... yes i want to do this in my writing including smut but like- is that weird

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QUICK SUMMERIES OF MY ORIGINAL WORK JUST IF YOU ARE INTERESTED.

PROJECT_PUCK

↳ a retelling of William Shakespeare's a midsummer nights dream, where puck the fairy roams out into the real world and joins a band. only to be summoned back because of the funeral of her father.

PROJECT_FRIENDS | NOT AS IT SEEMS

↳ steve and thomasina have recently become an item, think they are being really sneaky about it when in reality everyone knows except thomasina's roommate and best friend beatrice.

PROJECT_PILL

↳ a girl can see rips in time and space, allowing her to move through it. she takes her friend with her. when the government catches whiff of this they start to chase her down.

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WHO I WRITE FOR.

STRANGER THINGS. | impatiently waiting so I can renew netflix (unless y’all want to share where you illegally stream shows that won’t give my computer viruses)

STEVE HARRINGTON

EDDIE MUNSON

BILLY HARGROVE

ROBIN BUCKLY

THE BEAR. | catching up

CARMEN BERZATTO

SYDNEY ADAMU

THE BOYS. | catching up

HUGHIE CAMPBELL

CRIMINAL MINDS. | maybe haven't decided yet

SPENCER REID

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working on tattoo artist!eddie

this song was the influence 100%

here's a quick summary i put together to tie you over <3

you walk into a tattoo shop where eddie is apprenticing and he becomes so infatuated with you that when he finds out you have a boyfriend he tries tirelessly to sway you over to his side

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NOT AS IT SEEMS

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

technically a sneak peek at a novel i've been writing but even my perverted brain couldn't stop thinking about steve harrington while writing it

↳ secret | 18+ smut ↳ warm me up | 18+ smut

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also also wait I think it would be hilarious and i genuinely mean do this as satire to write a the bear fic where carmy is competing on hells kitchen and gets kicked off on like the third episode!

okay hear me out!

tattoo artist!eddie

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tattoo artist!eddie