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crappymixtape · 23 years
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❤ masterlist
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❝ this gets updated regularly as i post each piece, keep an eye here for new stuff and series updates – prompts and requests are closed atm and mature contented marked as needed with *18+ – thanks for reading! xox, kate ❞
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🍦 steve harrington masterlist // steve harrington x you 🎸 eddie munson masterlist // eddie munson x you 👾 stranger things masterlist // lucas, max, will, mike & more
steve and eddie will be written as steve / eddie x reader for a majority of the time ( no use of Y/N at all here ), lumax are usually written together – i may expand to other characters, but for now those are the main ones, the other cast will make appearances.
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👻 anthony lockwood masterlist // lockwood x you ( coming soon )
CHARACTERS AND DETAILS – COMING SOON.
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⚡️ harry potter masterlist // ron weasley, hermione granger, weasley twins & original characters
CHARACTERS AND DETAILS – COMING SOON.
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"tiny vessels" *18+ – male POV on high school hook ups
"tongue tied" – ben goes to a party anticipating another shitty night, but finds an unexpected friend
"the dress looks nice on you" – finn gets out of the rain in a coffee shop to finish his essay and runs into a classmate
( * indicates 18+ )
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rejectofsociety · 1 year
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Stranger Things Masterlist
—ONE-SHOTS
↳ every time it rains, you’re here in my head — 2.7k— Ms. Kelly thought it would be good for Max to be busy, by running the concessions stand at Lucas’s basketball game. rated: g, anxiety & referenced character death
↳ unstoppable force meets immovable object — 2.4k — Steve doesn't feel as tough or confident as he lets on. In fact, more often than not, he's terrified; and Robin doesn’t blame him. rated: t, ptsd, referenced character death, mild gore
↳ stories written of ghosts, for ghosts, by ghosts — 1.1k— Eddie was a lot of things: a freak, a metalhead, an unstoppable fighter; and, most importantly, a storyteller. rated: g, grief & referenced character death
↳ free, in the west hills — 735 — Eddie trusts Wayne more than anybody else, and on nights like this, he needs Wayne more than anyone sense. rated: t, referenced child abuse & relapse
↳ Rise of the Banished — 1.8k —abandoned in the Upside Down, Eddie finds help from an unlikely, sinister presence who seems vaguely familiar. rated: g, briefly referenced alcohol abuse & referenced character death
↳ barbarian with a pretty face — 2.1k— while on tour, Eddie pays his girlfriend, Nancy, a visit in her college dorm. rated: g
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dilemmaed · 1 year
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btw don't think about lumax while listening to a pearl by mitski that was a mistake I think.
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soobnny · 1 year
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SKZ MASTERLIST (☆ — my personal favorites)
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✰ kim seungmin
eighteen ☆
⇀ best friends to lovers, college au, slow burn (19.8k words)
it takes you a while to realize being known is being loved, and kim seungmin just so happens to be an expert in the study of you
the things we define as love ☆
⇀ strangers to lovers, college au (2.4k words)
a study of love through the lens of a tired photography student who has long given up on romance
i hate that man
⇀ enemies to lovers, college au (5.5k words)
the four times you think you hate seungmin, and the one time you realize that might’ve not been true after all
one in the morning ☆
⇀ roommates to lovers, reader is sick (1.0k words)
roommate seungmin takes care of you when you catch a cold
halfway through summer ☆
⇀ best friends to lovers, fluff, can happen in the universe of “eighteen” (1.0k words)
that one time kim seungmin almost confesses
ten things kim seungmin says when he thinks you’re asleep ☆ ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ han jisung
meet odd ☆
⇀ acquaintance to lovers, college au, fluff (2.3k words)
you get to know han jisung under strange circumstances or alternatively “we live in the same floor and the room between ours always has really loud sex so now we’re both in the main lounge at 2am… do you want this last bit of ice cream?”
don’t be a stranger
⇀ friends to lovers, college au, fluff, part 2 to meet odd (4.3k words)
you really need to stop meeting han jisung under odd circumstances or alternatively, i accidentally locked myself out of my apartment and you’re offering that i sleep at yours for the night?
to be human ☆
⇀ roommate au, friends to lovers, kind of comfort fic, supernatural au (~1k words)
your shapeshifter friend forgets how to turn back into a human and has a crisis
instead of sorry, i love you
⇀ established relationship, angst to fluff, makeup after a fight (~0.7k words)
inspired by that one han jisung voicemail
loving is terrifying
⇀ best friends to lovers, accidental confessions, fluff (1.6k words)
in the midst of ranting, han jisung accidentally confesses he’s in love with you
ten things han jisung says when he thinks you’re asleep ☆ ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ hwang hyunjin
practice makes perfect
⇀ best friends to lovers, college au, fluff (2.1k words)
hyunjin stresses how important it is that you help him practice for his role in your university’s upcoming play, especially the kissing scene
a memory kept forever ☆
⇀ best friends to lovers au, fluff (1.1k words)
your favorite memory litters hwang hyunjin (conversation inspired by a lumax scene in s4)
summer strike ☆
⇀ strangers to lovers, found family, fluff (23k words)
having had enough of your life in the big city, you head to a small town where you meet a local librarian who feels a lot like love
the first snowflake
⇀ unrequited love, comfort, best friends to ? (1.0k words)
your best friend comforts you over unrequited love
ten things hwang hyunjin says when he thinks you’re asleep ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ yang jeongin
imagine (a world like that) ☆
⇀ exes to not so lovers, first love, bittersweet (3k words)
a trip back to busan on his break reunites jeongin with his first and only love — and it has him wondering, if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?
ten things yang jeongin says when he thinks you’re asleep ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ lee minho
kiss me
⇀ established relationship, fluff, lots of kissing (1.4k words)
your favorite genre of lee minho is when he’s needy and begging for your kisses after a long exhausting day
winter wind
⇀ best friends to lovers, pining (1.5k words)
a look into lee minho’s realization that maybe he is eager for the affection of someone else featuring the menaces, seungmin and jisung
labyrinth ☆
⇀ best friends to lovers, college au, slow burn, comfort, second love (20k words)
sometimes, the path towards healing involves not only mending your heart but trusting in the love of those who have been there all along, or alternatively, in which lee minho teaches you to love again
another year with you
⇀ established relationship, cozy mornings, fluff, for lee know’s birthday (0.5k words)
waking up to you and his cats, minho couldn’t possibly ask for anything more on his birthday
new year’s day
⇀ established relationship, just quiet and sweet love (0.8k words)
“i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day” inspired by taylor’s new year’s day
ten things lee know says when he thinks you’re asleep ☆ ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ seo changbin
drunk in love ☆
⇀ best friends to lovers, mutual pining, extreme fluff (2.2k words)
getting drunk for the first time with the one person you trust the most doesn’t sound like a bad idea, right? even if you’re madly in love with them?
ten things seo changbin says when he thinks you’re asleep ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ lee felix
when it rains, it pours
⇀ established relationship, hurt/comfort (1k words)
you’re upset. you don’t know why, but felix is there to hold your hand through your sadness
swipe
⇀ strangers to lovers, chronicles of dating apps, felix is flirty, fluff (3.2k words)
i’m not looking to date right now, but my parents just sent me some computer parts and i saw on your tinder bio that you like assembling computers
ten things lee felix says when he thinks you’re asleep ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ bang chan
one more month ☆
⇀ established relationship, fluff, idol au (0.6k words)
chan misses you while he’s on tour
coming home ☆
⇀ established relationship, fluff, idol au (0.8k words)
chan surprises you by coming home
ten things bang chan says when he thinks you’re asleep ⇀ established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
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✰ ot8
their reaction to you falling asleep on them and telling them you love them for the first time ⇀ established relationship, just extreme fluff
the unsent project (angst edition)
stolen kisses with stray kids ⇀ established relationship, extreme fluff, some might be suggestive ?
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mvltisstuff · 1 year
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masterlist 🪷
feel free to leave requests for things like 911, marvel, stranger things, obx, the oc, harry styles/niall horan, sturniolo triplets (no smut or inappropriate stuff for them), tsitp, and i’ll probably write more in the future!
tiktok - mvltivspm (edits :))
nsfw = *
the oc.
• “quiet, baby” - r.a **
• labyrinth - r.a
marvel.
this is me trying - p.p
for whom the bell tolls - p.p
teenage fever - p.p
hollow prayers - p.p
stranger things.
RIP 2 my youth - lumax
911
how to save a life - e.b
you found me - e.b (can be seen as pt 2 to htsal)
cowboy like me - e.b
lost in the fire - e.b
boyfriends - e.b
sweet nothing - e.b
this town - e.b
how you get the girl - e.d
how to disappear - e.b
the feels - e.b
head over heels - e.b
cardigan - e.d
wasteland, baby! - e.b
here with me - e.b
put a little love on me - e.b
must be love - e.b
night changes - e.d
love. - e.d
slipping through my fingers - e.b
falling in reverse - e.d
la vie en rose - e.b
love grows (where my rosemary goes) - e.b
hold on to me - e.d
solitude - e.b
dreaming of you - e.b
arms of a stranger - e.b
chasing pavements - e.d
all too well - e.d
medicine - e.b
kids - b.n
mr. rager - e.d
mr rager cont. - e.b
fallen - e.b
are you with me - e.b
are you with me cont. - e.b
pity party - e.b **
lover - e.b
sos - e.d
waves - e.b
come back, be here - e.b
next step - e.b
skyfall - e.b
heart like yours - e.b
let the light in - e.d
genius (skyfall cont.) - e.b
lovin’ on you - e.b
boyfriend - e.b
this love - e.b
what was i made for - e.b
delicate - e.b
begin again - e.b
you belong with me - e.b
i can see you - e.b
dancing with our hands tied - e.b
happier - e.b
look after you - e.d
the last time - e.d
bad omens - e.b
clean - e.b
you get me so high - e.b
how to never stop being sad - e.b
no time to die - e.d
close to you - e.b
something in the orange - e.b
i wish you were sober - e.b
something pretty - e.b
santa baby - e.b
the summer i turned pretty.
meet me at our spot - c.f
mirrorball - c.f
champagne & sunshine - c.f **
matilda - c.f
don’t blame me - c.f
dress - c.f **
electric touch - c.f
false prophets - j.f
hc for cam cameron!!
hc for conrad fisher!!
you are in love - s.c
tv - c.c
midnight rain - s.c
home for the holidays - c.f
going, going, gone - c.f
going, going, gone pt. 2 - c.f
jonah hauer-king
i got you babe - j.h.k
meltdown - j.h.k
bring me to life - p.e
you’re losing me - j.h.k
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ronanceautistic · 3 months
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Here is my mostly Ronance, mostly Nancy-centric fic masterlist :D
Over 150K
Stranger Things rewrite where Nancy goes missing instead of Will (Ronance, Wheeler Siblings, platonic Stobin) - ch. 35/41
50K - 100K
Nancy and Robin gay pining during summer 1986 (Ronance, minor Byler)
10K-50K
The Last Of Us AU (Ronance, Max & Nancy, Max & Robin, platonic Stobin & minor Lumax)
Nancy can freeze time (Ronance, platonic Ednancy)
Grosse Pointe Blank AU where Nancy is a hitman for hire (Ronance, platonic Ednancy, platonic Stobin)
Season 4 rewrite where Nancy is cursed instead of Max (Ronance)
One shots set inbetween Season 1 and 2 (Jopper, Boyce, Byler, Wheeler Siblings, Eleven & Robin)
5-10K
Modern AU where Robin and Nancy do a school project (Ronance)
The Good Place AU (Ronance, Minor Steddie)
Two one shots, werewolf!Robin and werewolf!Nancy (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Pirate AU based on Monkey Island (Ronance)
Under 5K
Depression/Healing fic where Robin takes care of Nancy (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy has a flashback with only Mike around to help (Wheeler Siblings)
Nancy angst with Robin loving her (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Ronance aquarium date! (Ronance)
Childhood Best Friend AU where 7 year old Nancy scripts a D&D-ish game for Robin (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Robin needs stitches, but is afraid of blood. Nancy is here to help and pine. (Ronance)
Horror Movie AU where Robin & Nancy stay the night at the Creel House (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy and Robin are werewolves, who turn during S4 E7 (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy is not okay, Robin notices (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy’s Vecna Vision from Max’s POV (Max & Nancy, minor Lumax)
Robin and Nancy take care of each other after the gates open (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy is afraid of heights (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
Nancy survivors guilt character study (Ronance, platonic or romantic)
The night after Fred’s death (Just Nancy)
Nancy loneliness character study (Just Nancy)
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delphispoeticals · 8 months
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THE SUMMER OF ‘89 MASTERLIST
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dancer!steve harrington x fem!reader
blurb: you decided to go off on a whim and spend the summer with your cousins at some bougie resort in the hamptons called Herring & Co. known for their phenomenal smoked red herring dish and their beautiful new york coastal sights. thinking that you were going to be surrounded by a bunch pretentious assholes, you kept your excitement to your yourself. but, on this expense-free-trip your expectations are exceeded rather than met with the undercover raunchy nightlife and the people you meet along this month-long trip. but that’s not all… when the partner of the resorts hunkiest dance instructor makes a dramatic fall, your trip begins to get a whole lot more interesting.
warning: +18 minors dni — vulgar language, dirty dancing relations, bumping n grinding, sexual tension, eventual smut, steve being patrick swayze level sexy, slight classism, tommy h, lumax, and erica sinclair’s mouth.
note: i watched dirty dancing and my mind went to immediate WORK. it’s not going to be exactly like dirty dancing but it’s heavily inspired. HEAVILY!
now playing… Johnny’s Mambo
COMING SOON!
001. Bodies, Bodies, Bodies (Bumpin’ and Grindin’)
002. —
003. —
(and more)
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hi friends ! i’m marissa (she/her, 25)! any free time I have is spent obsessively writing steddie angst/smut. i currently have 2 wips in progress (both angst w/happy ending), as well as, a handful of completed smutshots.
you can find me on ao3 here
you can find me on twitter here
you can find me on tiktok here
my ko-fi (if you’d like to buy me a matcha or support what i do 💛)
masterlist
✰ steddie ficlets/ask prompts
gym partner steddie: pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3 (complete)
scarred love (excerpt from my in progress ao3 fic it's rotten work)
steddie hickeys (completed)
steve's pretty little noises (completed)
shhh, use your words; ft. ftm!steve harrington & steddie mutual masturbation (completed)
steddie valentine’s day edition (completed)
kas!eddie/steve (potential to be continued ! just posted so waiting to see if that’s something people are interested in)
rockstar!steddie with baby girl steve (completed)
steddie phone sex (completed)
perv!eddie/camboy!steve (to be continued…)
on this blog i post/reblog about:
✰ steddie (a lot of steddie, mostly steddie tbh, i think about them 24/7) incorrect quotes, headcanons, ficlets, blurbs, & general ramblings
✰ babygirl steve harrington
✰ joe keery (and djo), joe quinn
✰ gay stranger things ships/content
✰ ronance (my beloved angel girls, nancy wheeler made me gay)
✰ the fruity four, the spicy six, jargyle, lumax, byler, etc.
✰ wip excerpts & fic updates
general notes:
✰ i occasionally post nsfw content, hence this blog is 18+ only
✰ currently accepting prompts/requests for steddie (including nsfw) ! feel free to submit, it's open for anyone :)
other things i'm into that i'd love for you to come talk to me/ask me about in my inbox or dms:
✰ i'm a slut for steddie ? did i mention that yet ?
✰ richard siken and/or gay literary icons in general
✰ the catholic girl to queer girl pipeline (yes, i have religious trauma and yes, my fics often contain religious imagery in an nsfw way)
✰ books, book recs, fic recs, fic writing, fic writers, words, poetry, the thesaurus, word vomit, writer's block, etc.
✰ t.v.: stranger things, lost, alice in borderland, white lotus, got/hotd
✰ movies: horror (genre), wes anderson, ari aster
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goonflower · 5 months
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goonflower masterlist
TERFS DO NOT INTERACT! FREE PALESTINE - WHILST REMEMBERING TO REMAIN CRITICAL AND MINDFUL OF ANTISEMITES JUMPING IN ON AND EXPLOITING THIS MOVEMENT! BILLY HARGROVE STANS DO NOT INTERACT!
my top liked posts
the sapphic bff vs love triangles (wenclair and ronance)
ronance and damie parallel (au idea)
nancy wheeler textposts (except they get progessively sadder)
why nancy dove after steve (anti stancy explaination)
nancy reaction to steve's confession (anti stancy)
ronance in 5 minutes
nancy's homoerotic friendships (ronance & bancy)
the homosexual nancy love triangle (ronance & bancy)
ronance defense and breaking down critisms
(gay) wheeler siblings appreciation
the prevailing misunderstanding of nancy's character
stancy hate post
about the nancy "the slut" wheeler sign
closet case carol & tommy
free natalia dyer from st*ncy
the nancy punch scene/realisations abt barb? (bancy, comphet nancy, anti stancy)
jane/el appreciation post (the way she loves)
nancy's pov of the will byers situation
the inherent (tragic) romanticism of bancy
"she let me hit bc" robin speech bubble
my moodboards
(feel free to request more, especially for sapphic or lgbtq+ ships/characters or stranger things ships/platonic dynamics/characters. i am busy with school but i'll try to get to them)
one: wenclair
two: ronance
three: bancy
four: byler (updated: with noah schapp removed and replaced with my fancast wyatt oleff)
five: ronance hunger games au
six: elumax
seven: lumax
eight: elmax
nine: ronance percy jackson au
ten: pjo oc - daughter of poseidon/medusa
eleven: bancy as patrochilles
twelve: rejanis
my comphet nancy wip
an exploration of nancy's jealousy over robin from a different angle, where she's jealous of robin&barb rather than robin&steve. featuring slow burn annoyances to friends to lovers ronance and past bancy.
snippet one
snippet two + moodboard
my ships
ronance
bancy
lumax
elumax
byler
rejanis
villaneve
cadina
fetchen
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sweeter-innocence-fics · 10 months
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My Sweetest Downfall - Chapter Seven
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
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Work Summary:
Eddie’s back from the Upside Down, but things aren’t exactly how he left them. Hawkins is in pieces, his friends are scattered and the love of his life is… pregnant?
Eddie Munson x Harrington!Reader
Chapters: Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Epilogue
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 3839
Read on AO3.
Masterlists.
Taglist: @mrs-kai-anderson @ang3l1te @missryerye @eddiesgirlforever @harrys-tittie @munsonmoonshine86
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Previous Chapter
Notes:
this chapter brought to you by my love for erica sinclair (she's just a baby)
warnings for general violence, violence against children specifically, mind control, upside down stuff, being pregnant and in danger, weed smoking, alcohol, eddie is a bit of an unwashed boy, mentions of jerking off, reader is protective of both eddie and steve, children in danger, a touch of lumax
1 more chapter + an epilogue to go.
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~ FIVE MONTHS EARLIER ~
It was starting to rain as you biked towards Reefer Rick’s. You peddled faster, which was hard, because your backpack was very heavy. As your fingers curled around the handlebars, stiff with cold and wet with rain, you knew that you wouldn’t do this for anyone else.
But this was for Eddie.
When the house came into view, you breathed a sigh of relief. You stashed your bike in the boathouse – you didn’t want there to be any sign that anyone was living here – and knocked on the door of the house.
It opened immediately. Eddie was standing there, dressed in the same outfit he’d been wearing for three days. You wrinkled your nose.
“Oh, thank god it’s you,” he said, grabbing you by the arms and pulling you inside.
“I brought you some supplies,” you said, dumping your backpack on the table. You unzipped it and pulled out a denim jacket. “You left this at my house like a year ago.” You tossed it at him.
“Oh my god. Have you been keeping this from me the whole time?”
“I didn’t know it was there! Steve found it, actually. I think it got mixed in with his stuff. Speaking of.” You pulled out a few more items of clothing. “He said you could borrow these, so that you’re not stuck wearing the same stuff forever. Oh, and here’s a t-shirt you left at my house.”
“You’re a lifesaver,” he said.
“I’m not done.” You gave him a mischievous smile he couldn’t help but return. “I picked these up for you from the store. I figured you wouldn’t wanna borrow Steve’s.” You threw a packet of five sets of underwear at him.
He held them to his chest. “My hero.”
“That’s just the clothes. I brought other stuff, too.” Eddie watched as you pulled out various toiletries, a couple of frozen pizzas, cereal, chips, as well as some tinned foods. As you held out a 6-pack of his favourite beer, his face morphed into a grin. You noticed. “You think that’s exciting, just wait for the main event.”
From a side pocket in your bag, you removed a small tin. You pressed it into his hands. He flicked it open, and saw three pre-rolled joints.
“Are these the ones I gave you for your birthday?” he asked, incredulous that they’d lasted so long.
“Don’t look so surprised. I almost never smoke without you, and if I’m with you, you’re rolling fresh ones.”
“These were a present though!”
“Well, you can pay me back after we’ve cleared your name, can’t we?”
“Fuck yes.” He reached for one of the joints but you slapped his hand away.
“Shower first,” you said, taking the tin back. He groaned. “I’m gonna heat up these pizzas.”
Despite his protestations, he took his time in the shower. He emerged twenty minutes later, with wet hair and smelling like moisturiser.
“Your pizza is in the oven,” you said, taking another bite of your own. It was almost half-finished.
Eddie grabbed his own food, put it on a tray and took up his seat beside you on the couch.
“Alright, I’ve waited long enough. Give me the stuff,” he said, making grabby hands at you. You tossed him the tin. He deftly pulled out a joint, put it between his lips, and lit it.
“Will Rick mind us smoking in here?” He gave you an incredulous look. “Right, stupid question.”
He took a few tokes on the spliff, and then passed it over to you. You took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill your lungs.
“I don’t know about this lotion stuff you brought me. I feel all slimy.”
You giggled. “You’ll thank me for it later when your skin is really soft.”
“I’ve never really used lotion for that. Just for, you know, other stuff.”
“Other stuff?” The weed had left you feeling tingly and warm.
“You know, like…” He made a jerking off motion.
Your cheeks heated up, and you burst out laughing. “Stop, stop, you’re making me picture it!”
“Oh come on, the mental image can’t be that bad! I’m a performer! I can put on a good show!”
“You’re so gross!”
“You love it.”
He was right about that. As the two of you ate your pizza and talked, you tried to ignore the buzzing in your stomach.
Eddie was your best friend. Sure, he was hot. But he’d never led you to believe that he wanted you too. There was no way you could make the first move.
As the two of you finished your food, you lapsed into a companionable silence. Eddie was normally so restless, desperate to fill any space with meaningless talk, but not with you. With you, he could sit and not have to talk. You couldn’t help but feel honoured.  
“How did you cope with it?” he asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.
“Cope with what?”
“All this.” He made a grand, all-encompassing gesture. “Monsters. Superpowers. The Upside-Down. How did you come to terms with the fact that the world wasn’t what you thought it was?”
You took a contemplative sip of your beer. “I got roped into it by Dustin Henderson. Steve had tried to keep me out of it, but I ended up helping the two of them track down Dustin’s pet demodog, Dart. Steve was furious that Dustin had told me all about it, and I was furious that Steve had kept it from me. Of course, he was just trying to protect me, but who protects him, you know? My brother has always had a self-sacrificing streak. It scares me, honestly.”
Eddie took your hand between both of his own and squeezed it. His skin was very warm where it was pressed against yours. “That’s why you’ve gotta stick around, right? To make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid?”
“Well, not just that. I gotta help keep the kids safe, too. I don’t wanna lose anyone else to this.” Eddie’s expression was grave. Although your head felt light, your heart felt heavy. “But yeah, the others don’t watch out for Steve the way they should. They think that because he says he’s fine, he’s fine, you know? And I know it’s because they’ve all got their own shit going on. But still. I have to make sure he’s okay.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I’m looking out for him now too. I’m gonna make sure your big dumb hero brother doesn’t do anything stupid, alright?”
You smiled at him. “That’s how I got through it. That’s how I coped.”
“What?”
“By realising that I didn’t have to do this alone.”
You met Eddie’s eyes, and found his gaze on you so intense you had to look away. You took another drag on the joint, and when you set it down in the ashtray, he was still looking at you.
“What?”
“You’re amazing, you know that?” he said.
“What makes you say that?”
He shifted closer to you. With a surprisingly gentle hand, he brushed your hair out of your face. “You care about people, so much. I always thought that caring was dangerous, that it made me vulnerable. But you’re out here, dealing with a world of monsters that have killed people you care about, and you still love like the world isn’t ending.” His hand was on your cheek now, his skin hot against yours. “That’s pretty fucking amazing, if you ask me.”
“Eddie…” You looked up at him. His eyes were big and bright, boring a hole into your soul.
“If I knew how to love even half as good as you do…” He sighed.
“… Yeah?”
He couldn’t seem to meet your eyes. “…Maybe I’d come close to deserving you.”
The rubber band keeping your heart in place snapped. You launched yourself at him, landing in his lap with your hands tangled in his hair. He caught you with his hands and with his lips. You kissed each other feverishly, like your lives depended on it.
~ PRESENT DAY ~
Erica was trembling. Your heart ached. She always tried so hard to seem strong and unbothered, but right now she was fighting back tears. You pulled her into a hug.
Normally, you were sure she would’ve pushed you away, but right now, she just hugged you back, taking a shuddering breath.
“It’s okay,” you murmured, rubbing her back. “It’s okay.”
“What are we going to do?” she asked, her voice trembling.
You tried to think. You were the only adult here now. Your numbers were severely depleted, and there were demodogs outside. It pained you, but you couldn’t go looking for Will and Mike. You just couldn’t risk it.
You turned to Dustin, who was lying in the shattered remains of the switchboard. Dark bruises were starting to form on his arms.
“You okay, kiddo?” you asked, extending a hand to him. With great effort, you helped him to his feet.
He wrapped his arms around himself. “I think he cracked some of my ribs.”
Your stomach dropped, the image of Eddie throwing Dustin into the switchboard flashing across your mind. It was jarring.
“I’m sorry,” you said. It was a little ridiculous, but it felt like you were the one who owed him an apology.
He winced. “I’ll be okay.”
“Did you manage to tell the others that Will and Mike were gone before the switchboard broke?”
He shook his head. “No. But I do have a back-up.” His backpack was lying beside the couch. He rummaged through it, pulling out his walkie-talkie.
“Can you call the others on that thing?”
He grinned at you. “Sure can.”
“Alright. Tell them to watch out for Eddie, and that Will and Mike are out there too. Hopefully they can look for them even if we can’t.”
“We can’t?” Dustin’s face fell. “But we’ve got to! We can’t leave them out there alone!”
“I’m pregnant and you’ve got cracked ribs. I hate to say it, but the only able-bodied person left here is Lucas. I can’t risk all our lives like that.”
“What about me?” asked Erica. She seemed to have regained some of her composure.
“You’re eleven.” Both of them started speaking at once, but you quieted them by holding up a hand. “Don’t argue with me, there’s no time. Dustin, make the call. Erica, come with me.”
You led Erica into the bedroom. Max was laying back against the pillows, her eyes now closed. Lucas was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking her hair.
“Hey,” you murmured.
He didn’t look at you, but said, “hey,” back.
“How is she doing?”
“She isn’t in a trance anymore. I think she’s sleeping.” His voice was tight. He sounded like he was holding back tears.
“Lucas, I hate to do this, but I need you to help me with something.”
He finally looked at you. “What?”
“There are demodogs outside. We don’t have much time before they start trying to break in. I need your help holding them off.”
“But… Max?”
“She’ll be safe in here,” you said. “As long as we can hold them off out there. Erica can stay with her.”
Lucas looked at Erica. She nodded at him. He exhaled. “Fine. Stay with her,” he said to his little sister, getting to his feet. Wordlessly, she put her arms around him.
As they hugged, you walked over to the table where the weapons were laid out. You picked up a shotgun, stuffed your pockets full of shells and then walked back out into the living room.
Dustin was fiddling with his walkie-talkie. You walked over to the front door. The windows were boarded up, but there were a few cracks between the boards that you could see through. Your stomach plummeted.
Three demodogs were prowling up and down the porch. As you stood there watching them, they turned their ugly, unseeing faces towards you. 
“Dustin?” you called over your shoulder.
“Yeah?”
“Grab a weapon. Make sure Lucas gets one too.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Something hit the outside of the door. Peeking through the gap, you saw a demodog throw itself bodily into the wood, which made a concerning cracking sound.
There were a few jackets hanging up by the door. You grabbed one, figuring that the leather would be better protection than nothing, and then transferred the shotgun shells into your new pockets. You hung the baseball bat from your belt and slung your shotgun over your shoulder.
Dustin and Lucas returned, both carrying guns. Lucas had another baseball bat, while Dustin had knives, and they were both carrying Molotov cocktails.
Max and Erica were now barricaded in the bedroom. You felt the weight of the shotgun in your hand while you loaded it.
“We can’t let them knock down the door,” you said, “we’ll be completely defenceless if something worse comes along. We’ve got to take the fight to them.”
“We could open the door and throw a Molotov at them?” Dustin suggested, but you shook your head. There was another thud as a demodog hit the door.
“The whole cabin is made of wood.” THUD. “Fire might keep us safe for a little while but we’ll have nowhere to go if this place burns down. We only use molotovs for the demodogs that aren’t on the porch, understood?” THUD. They both nodded. “They’ll be easier if we divide and conquer. Lucas, on my signal, I want you to open the door. If we can lure one of them in – just one of them –” THUD.   “Dustin and I can kill it while you close the door.”
Lucas swallowed nervously. “What if I’m not fast enough?”
You put your hand on his shoulder and squeezed. THUD. “You will be. I know you will. You’re an athlete. Ready?”
“…Ready.” THUD. CRACK.
You turned to Dustin. He gulped, and lifted up his knives. “Ready.”
You positioned yourself around the door, ready to fight. You prayed that this would work. If it didn’t, you had killed everyone.
“Watch their movements,” you said. “Get them when one is ready to pounce.”
Lucas exhaled through his nose. “Three, two…” He pulled the door open and the demodog, which had been mid-leap, sailed through the air towards you. You swung your bat at it, knocking it to the ground.
To your relief, Lucas slammed the front door shut before any others made it through. There were thuds and hisses from the outside as the other two tried to break in. You brought your bat down hard on the demodog again, and Dustin got in far closer to it than you were comfortable with, sinking the knife into its chest.
It was no longer moving. Its blood was seeping into the floorboards. To be sure, you took one of Dustin’s knives and decapitated it.
“Same again?” asked Lucas.
You grimaced. “They’ll be expecting it this time. We took care of this one pretty handily, but two is completely different matter.”
“Uh… Guys…” Lucas was staring through the gap in the barricade. You realised that it had been far too long since you’d last heard a thud. You found your own gap and gasped.
The two demodogs had retreated from the porch, but you could still see them, prowling up and down in front of the cabin.
They had brought friends. Fifteen. Maybe twenty. And those were just the ones you could see. The shadows seemed to be swirling with them. Bile rose in your throat. You swallowed hard.
The boys were both staring out through the barricade, mouths agape.
“What do we do?” asked Dustin.
“I… I don’t know.” Fear was building in your chest, but you tried to push it down. Will and Mike were out there. So was Eddie. If you couldn’t pull it together, you might lose everyone. You took a deep breath. “Molotovs. Lucas, you’ve got a good arm. Dustin, you take the door. We do one at a time, shutting the door between each throw. If any get through, we’ll deal with them.” You cocked your shotgun. “Understood?”
The boys both nodded and got into position. You stood by Lucas’ side, pointing your shotgun at the door while he readied a Molotov.
On Lucas’ signal, Dustin pulled the door back, and you raised the gun. A demodog pounced, leaping towards you in what felt like slow motion, until it collided with a Molotov in mid-air. You didn’t have time to see what happened next, because Dustin slammed the door.
You scrambled for your gap in the barricade, watching as the creature burst into flames, landing on top of several others, which scattered.
“Good. That was good,” you said. “Again, before they have a chance to regroup.”
The second Molotov wasn’t quite so successful. It smashed into the ground, setting some grass on fire, but missing any demodogs. Lucas looked crestfallen.
“It’s okay,” you assured him. “You’ll get the next one.” He grimaced, but nodded.
The third time that Dustin opened the door, Lucas didn’t have a chance to throw the Molotov, because a demodog took the opportunity to leap through the gap, going straight for him.
You shot it out of the air, and it crumpled immediately. “Shut the door,” you shouted to Dustin, and he did. “Fuck.”
“They’re getting closer,” said Dustin, staring through a gap. “Even if we manage to hit them, they might still make it inside.”
There was a thud of one of them hitting the door again. “Okay, we need a new plan.”
Distantly, from far out in the woods, you heard a scream. You pushed your face right up against the barricade. The demodogs were dispersing. They were turning to run back into the woods. There was half a breath of relief, and then a deep sense of dread. Something was wrong.  
Wordlessly, you wrenched the door open. You recognised the voice screaming in the woods. Mike Wheeler. Your stomach roiled with the knowledge that you were supposed to be protecting him.
“Grab molotovs,” you yelled at the two boys. “We have to draw them off.”
You could see that Dustin’s hands were shaking, but he didn’t complain. The three of you stood on the porch, tossing Molotovs into the writhing mass of demodog bodies. Some of them turned to face you, but most carried on running.
You took potshots at the ones who got too close, adrenaline running high. So focused were you on the edge of the woods, on the two young boys out there that you hadn’t been able to protect, you didn’t notice you were being flanked.
The full force of a demodog hit you in the side, bowling you over. The shotgun slipped from your hands, skidding across the porch. You reached for your baseball bat, but you were at an awkward angle, and claws sank into your arm, the pain stopping you in your tracks.
You looked to Dustin and Lucas for help, but they were both occupied, fighting off their own demodogs.
So this was it.
This was how you were going to die. Failing to save a group of children from monsters. You hoped, at the very least, that the barricade protecting Max and Erica would hold.
You waited for a final blow that never came. Instead, the creature was wrenched away from you bodily, tearing a deep cut into your arm as it did so.
You looked up at your saviour. Eddie had pulled the thing off you with his bare hands, tossing it to the side like it was nothing.
“Get back inside,” he said, pulling you to your feet with one hand. Your eyes widened at his strength.
“But- Will and Mike-”
“Leave it to me. Don’t let me back in, okay?” He pressed a kiss to your temple, and then pushed you through the door. Dustin and Lucas were waiting on the other side, catching you as you stumbled backwards. The door slammed shut by itself. 
“Let me go,” you said weakly, disentangling yourself from the boys and stumbling back to the barricade. You stood on tiptoes to watch Eddie through the gap.
You’d never seen anything like this before. Belatedly, you realised he’d taken the baseball bat from your belt when he’d pushed you inside.
He was fast, and stronger than you could’ve believed. He killed demodogs with a single blow, splattering viscera and gore across the porch.
Whatever Vecna had done to Eddie in the Upside Down, he wasn’t the man he’d been before. You had no idea whether that was good or bad, but as he slayed Vecna’s minions, it was hard to see the downside.
“There are too many of them,” said Dustin, desperately, and you realised that he was right.
For every one that Eddie killed, two seemed to take its place. He was being swarmed. He was being overpowered. Your mind flashed back to the demobats, and the way they’d taken him from you in the first place. You hadn’t witnessed it, but Dustin’s description had been awfully vivid. You took a deep, shuddering breath.
“What do we do?” asked Lucas. “What can we do?”
Don’t let me back in, okay?
Eddie’s words played back in your head. You knew that he was only trying to protect you, that stupid, self-sacrificing bastard. You needed him. Couldn’t he see that?
“‘We’ aren’t doing anything. You two, fall back to the bedroom with Max and Erica. Take the walkie-talkie. Try to get call for back-up. Or an evacuation.”
“What about you?” asked Lucas.
“I’m going to save Eddie.” You could see them about to protest, but you were saved from the argument by the sound of the barricade by the back door cracking. “Go. Hurry.”
The two boys gave you one last look before they retreated. You breathed deep. If you died tonight, then you died with Eddie.
And maybe little Melody wouldn’t get to live, but Dustin and Lucas and Max and Erica would. Maybe that was enough. Maybe it had to be.
Unable to stall any longer, you opened the door.
Eddie turned to you, four demodogs hanging off him, terror in his eyes. “No!” he shouted, but you didn’t listen. You scooped up your shotgun from where it was laying on the ground and took a shot at one of the creatures. Its body exploded, freeing Eddie to yank another one off himself.
You shot another, and while you reloaded, he tossed the other two back over the fence.
“I told you to go inside!” he said.
“Well, I decided not to listen.” You aimed at the nearest demodog and blow its head clean off. “If you die, I die.”
He let out a growl of frustration but didn’t protest further. The two of you stood back-to-back, ready to take on the world.
The world wasn’t ready to take on you. A demodog leapt at you up the stairs of the porch, but before it had a chance to reach you, it disintegrated into dust.
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You helped Max Mayfield with the rouge on her cheeks and her lips as the time to leave was overshot by a minute. You had both gasped when a black limousine had showed up at your hotel doorstep that morning, and a well-dressed man had informed you that Steve– your Steve– had sent it to bring you to him. Of course you climbed into the back seat and let Max explore with a giddy expression as she pocketed a few of the decadent treats loaded up in the car. 
"So you really are dating a famous movie star, aren't you?," she teased. 
"Well, I…" you stuttered and tugged on your ear nervously. 
You knew Steve before he moved to Los Angeles with his parents. The Harringtons were always well off, but ever since Steve began appearing in films alongside the likes of Clark Gable and Humphrey Bogart, you and the rest of Hawkins had believed that they were swimming in luxury. Steve had always made it sound more humble than that when he talked about it on the phone, but you were beginning to wonder if that was entirely accurate. 
The drive was long but comfortable and you were excited to see Steve in the flesh at long last. Your family had been skeptical about allowing you to travel so far away (and for a boy), but you managed to convince them that it was safe and that Max would need a chaperone with her own boyfriend Lucas Sinclair (who is in California for the year to be mentored by Steve for basketball tryouts). 
But you had no intention of spending Valentine's Day babysitting a pair of young teens when you could be with your Steve, alone for the first time since he visited (last year!). Max had eagerly assured you that she could handle herself and Lucas in Hollywood with only Steve’s hired man as chaperone and promised to check back into the hotel before dark. 
Excitement bubbled in your stomach as the limousine parked outside of a beautiful gated home. There was a gorgeous Lincoln Continental waiting outside as well with the man of the hour sat on the car hood and waiting for you. You threw your arms around his neck and squealed, so glad finally even to smell his natural musk that you missed so dearly. 
"Oh, Steve!" 
His arms crushed you to his chest and your feet stopped touching the ground for a second. Your skirt swirled as he spun around with you, careful to set you down gently before kissing the breath out of you. When your lips parted, Steve stared down at you with a goofy smile and warmth in his eyes. 
“Not a single day has gone by where I didn’t wish you were in my arms again.” Steve’s words stole all the air out of your lungs for the second time.  
“I’ve missed you, too,” you said as you fought back tears. “Please don’t make me cry, my mascara...” 
Steve laughed and swept you into another hug, distracting you from your feelings by chattering away about a new movie that he's filming for (something about baseball). When he was sure you weren't going to burst into tears anymore, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on your lips. 
“Did you like your gifts?” 
Steve flicked one of your earrings, and you took your own hand to touch the matching necklace at your throat. 
“Yes, I did. Thank you,” you replied sheepishly. “You don’t have to spend all that money on me, though, surely...” 
“Oh, sweetheart,” Steve scoffed and waved a hand as if clearing the air. “Don’t worry about my pockets! I won’t say how much it cost but know this: I may be a man of means but I also have a sense for modesty. Isn’t that what you love about me?” He waited for you to chuckle before he said, “besides, I like spoiling you. You’re supposed to let me do that on the holiday!” 
You relented easily and delivered more kisses to his handsome nose. Steve ushered you into the car for a late lunch or early dinner in town. The sun was still about an hour from setting, but the Hollywood strip dazzled you. Well dressed men and women walked in beautiful clothes in the warmish weather and every business was fancy and upbeat, even the streets were paved gorgeously and became a vision! 
Steve took you into a nice diner (through the front doors, no less) and immediately you were seated by a host. A booth with vinyl seats and carved mahogany accents. You looked around nervously but most of the patrons seemed to be wrapped up in their own conversations and food tasting. 
“Relax,” Steve soothed you with a thumb brushing over the back of your hand. “You’re safe with me, okay? Nobody is going to bother us.” 
You ordered your food together and tried to catch-up on the past. There were things about Hawkins that you just couldn’t talk about over the phone and it was great to be able to share things with him in person. Steve asked about the other kids in Hawkins, and you told him that Mike, El, Will, and Dustin were loving Hawkins high and had been taken under the wing of a friendly outcast named Eddie Munson. Steve in turn told you a bit more about the parties he got invited to– you thought he might have down played some of the antics that the Hollywood people would get tangled in– but he also admitted he had a much better time making friends with an ice cream slinger named Robin Buckley, rather than the Hollywood Star’s wealthy children. 
The food was delicious and filled your belly to bursting. You were laughing as he told you about how clumsy but brilliant Robin could be when suddenly Steve looked over your shoulder and his face went flat with shock. 
“What is it?” You turned around and saw a large man approaching your table. There was some commotion behind him– a crowd of people, lights flashing, questions being shouted. Steve slumped back in his seat and looked like he wanted to disappear. 
“M-Mr. Mannix,” he stuttered, then stood abruptly to shake the man’s hand. “Sweetheart, this is-is one of my bosses, Eddie Mannix.” 
Mr. Mannix glances at you with a stoic face. He’s well dressed like most everybody else in Hollywood. Tailored suit and matching hat but he doesn’t look like a star, he looks like a working man, a man who gets shit done and who nobody messes with. 
“Ma’am,” he tipped his hat almost as a second thought, then turned back to Steve. Mannix was so tall and broad that he blocked all of the natural light coming from the big windows at the front of the diner and cast a shadow over your beau. “Never seen you taking a girl out, Harrington. Wasn’t sure you were the type.” 
Steve subtly wiped his palms on his pants. “This is my girlfriend, sir. Of quite a few years, actually, sh-she’s visiting from my hometown for Valentine’s day.” 
Mannix made a surprised noise and returned his gaze to you. It wasn’t friendly, per say, but it wasn’t reproachful either. “Well if you don’t want to be in the papers tomorrow, I suggest you both slip out back. There’s vultures here for a 'candid' interview of another young couple, and I can’t have you take up all the spectacle, you understand.” 
Your blood ran cold as you realized he must have meant paparazzi. It was an aspect of Steve’s life that he didn’t talk about much, but he did seem to hate. What counted for news around these parts could sometimes be more akin to gossip and rumors, and you wanted no part of that, not at all. 
Steve’s face grew serious– he must have thought the same as you– but before he could try to flag down a host, Mannix stopped him. 
“I’ve already paid your bill. Left a generous tip, too,” Mannix winked and gestured with his chin towards the door. “Go on, lovebirds, get outta here.” 
Steve thanked him breathlessly and took your hand to help you up. Mannix positioned himself like a shield, protecting you from the photographers until you were ready to dip and even dumping his hat on Steve’s head with a firm ‘I’ll be wanting that back,” as he did. Steve threw his arm around you firmly and rushed out, not slowing down until you were far enough from the diner to break free of the hustle. The sun set and painted the sky as the darkness of night crept in from the opposite horizon and washed you both in warm shadow. 
“That was close. I’m so sorry, doll,” Steve simpered and pulled your face towards his to kiss your forehead. “Mr. Mannix isn’t a bad guy, really, he’s just not a people person.” 
Perhaps not, but he had saved you both. “I’ll be sure to thank him before I leave. I mean, I love being yours, Steve, but the way those tabloids talk about girls… even the prettiest ones…” 
“I know,” he petted your back, and Mannix’s hat flopped down at an angle, almost obscuring his pretty eyes. “Let’s get you in the car, okay? I’ve got a few more things to show you.” 
As you walked, you heard Steve muttering determinedly to himself. “Someday, things are going to be different. And you and I will never have to be afraid of hateful, ignorant people ever again.” 
The heater in the car worked wonders for your chilly hands and you lamented not bringing a sturdy coat with you. Of course Steve loaned you his and discreetly left Mannix’s hat on the dashboard. 
“Why’d he do that anyways?,” Steve griped, trying to fix his eternally perfect hair. 
“Because with that do, they’d notice you in a dark room,” you laughed. His hair was too iconic, it had made headlines for months after just a small role as an extra in a film. Girls across the country swooned at the sight of him, even though it was longer than respectable men wore it, and that fact had launched the career his parents had so desperately sought for him to have. 
“I suppose.” Steve stopped the car at the foot of a hill that made you gasp. “Yeah, the Hollywood sign. It’s impressive to look for the first time, I guess, but there’s more I want to show you. You wear those kitten heels like I told you?” 
You gave him the stink eye. “You know I did, you’ve been looking at my legs all afternoon!” 
Steve tilted his head and gave you a conspiratorial wink. “Well I can do far more than just look, if you want me to.” 
The last thing you were expecting to do on Valentine’s day was hike up a steep hill, but it was worth it when you saw Steve also grabbed a picnic basket from the trunk. He finally let you stop beneath the letter D of the sign and began to unroll a blanket. The area here was flat and bare of the desert brush, almost like he had scoped it out or made it himself. It gave you a perfect view of the sun setting and the lights of the city coming on like their own earthbound stars (and less of a chance of being spotted from below by passersby or vagrants or the heat). 
“Oh, Steve,” you gasped and covered your mouth in awe at the sight of the city. “It’s beautiful…” 
Music filled the air from a portable radio. Steve came up behind you and held you close, watching the horizon himself and swaying gently. He lulled you to the point of dreaminess and kissed your neck until you were weak for him. 
“Are you having a good time, doll?,” he whispered in your ear and made you shiver. 
“Yes,” you whispered back. “Can we stay like this forever?” 
“Not forever, dear,” Steve replied wistfully, then spun you around and danced with you gently. “But we can come back and do it over and over again.” 
Lying on the blanket, you didn’t need the jacket or your sweater because Steve’s body heat was enough to warm you. You laid across his chest and watched the stars glitter from miles above and imagined a world where you were both old and simple-living folk, married and lying beneath the constellations of home in Hawkins. Maybe when Steve retired from the moving pictures, he would bring you back to Hawkins and you could raise a family there. Together.
“Darling?” Steve’s voice rumbled beneath your ear, his tie discarded and shirt buttoned down scandalously. 
“Yes?” You lifted your head to look down at him with his hair splayed like a halo. 
“I love you,” Steve said reverently. “I… need you to know that there’s no funny business going on with me when you’re not around. I don’t party with those socialites anymore, and Robin really is just a good friend. I want you to know I would never do something that would break your heart because my own belongs to you and you alone, okay?” 
Your face stung for a moment and you couldn’t meet his eyes. You drew circles over the button keeping his shirt from opening further. “Well it sounds like you probably already know I was worried about it. But seeing you today? Well… now I'm certain more than ever before that you do have eyes only for me.” 
“That’s exactly right,” he exclaimed, and pulled you into a deep kiss that made you light headed. “Eyes for only you, my love. No one could ever captivate me the way you do– understand me and love me the way that you do. This year has been so hard for me because I couldn’t be with you. I would give up everything if you asked me, doll, just say the words.” 
You buried your face against his chest where the hair there tickled your chin and soaked up some of the tears from your wet lashes. “I won’t go that far, Steve. But what I will do, is love you with all I have like you do for me. I trust you to be loyal and honest for me, dear, and I… I know you’ll do right by me.” 
Steve rolled you onto your back and kissed you soundly, trailing his lips over your eyes and down your throat until he was pulling the neckline of your dress aside and sucking on the skin there. You tilted your head further and further back and lost yourself in him, feeling heat gather in your face and deep in your gut as his hands explored other parts of your body like a man starved. 
“Is this alright?” Steve’s hand smoothed up your bodice, gentle pressure brushing over your clothed breast and making you gasp. 
You nodded and he continued, kissing over them and drawing his hand down. Self consciously, you gathered your skirt into your hands and pulled it higher. The cool twilight air breezed over your thighs and Steve’s wandering hand found purchase there, massaging you where no one, not even him or yourself, had ever dared touch you before. 
You were left panting beneath his ministrations, wanting more as your awareness of the world around you shrunk until just the two of you remained. Carefully, Steve laid on top of you, his hips spreading your thighs apart naturally and fitting like he was always meant to be there. As he kissed your lips, you kissed him back fervently and did your own exploring. You unbuttoned his shirt further and felt over the expanse of smooth, freckled skin and the sparse hair on his chest. 
When he rolled his hips into yours, you felt something pressing into your body that made you mewl. 
Steve lifted his head so you couldn’t reach him and proposed a new query. “I have a condom in the basket... do you want to…?” 
Your heart pounded hard in your chest. "Yes." 
Steve didn't know he was holding his breath until he heard your answer. Back in Hawkins, the boy was happy to wait until you were ready, especially given his first time had been with Nancy Wheeler who for one reason or another had not been eager to do it again. He wanted to do it right with you. Make your toes curl and beg him for more. 
He got up just to grab it and gave you room to breathe (in case you changed your mind). “Oh, I also have wine in here. Some cheese and bread if you want.” 
“I’m good,” you patted your stomach, “that dinner was exquisite.” 
“It was, wasn’t it?” Steve came back and returned to his position, laying the wrapped rubber next to your head. “For later, just want to kiss you a little longer…” 
You quickly lost yourself in his attention. His shirt became untucked and the zipper on the back of your dress lowered but it was not drawn down completely. His taste and his smell became indistinguishable from your own, and after a moment, you felt his hand return up the skirt of your dress, under your slip, and your knees pushed further apart until his calloused fingertips brush over your belly just above the waistband of your panties. 
Nervousness trembled in your chest as he drew the cotton panties down your legs, but Steve never took his eyes off your face and he covered your nudity with his own warm body as soon as they were free. Your hand followed his with a light touch on the wrist as he averted his eyes just before finally touching your bare womanhood. 
The contact was entirely expected and yet you jerked in surprise anyways. He checked your face for assurance and did it again, testing the waters and making sure you were enjoying it. The contact made your mind race with your heart and your sex ache and it was all so exciting, especially when you sighed pleasantly and a triumphant smirk appeared on his face. 
“Feel good?” 
“Yes,” you replied in a voice so dark and different from your natural one that it startled you. “Yes, Steve, yes.” 
Steve shushed you and resumed his passionate kisses along your neck. His cool fingers collected slick and massaged your womanhood until they matched in temperature, and then he– 
You moaned and threw your head back, instinctively trying to close your legs but unable to with the grown man laying between them. The intrusion of his finger inside you was beyond strange, but after a moment of stillness and placating kisses to your face, you relaxed around it and could almost forget it was there. When he began to move it, penetrating you back and forth and back again, you acclimated to the sensation rather quickly. At the second finger, you winced. 
“Are you okay?” He whispered in your ear. 
You hummed back and felt slightly embarrassed when you realized where the unusual squelching noise was coming from. “Is… is that, me?!” 
Steve chuckled, “it is. Don’t be embarrassed, doll, it means you like me. It means I’m doing a good job, and your body is preparing for me.” 
Preparing for what? And then you remember the condom on the blanket waiting to be used and the bulge in his pants that hadn’t gone away, just pressed into and sometimes rutting against your inner thigh. You wrapped your arms around Steve’s neck for comfort. The new touching was good, but would the pleasure last? Would it really hurt? 
“Steve?” You must have sounded scared because he stopped all movement and looked deep into your eyes, searching. “...I’m ready. I want you. Please.” 
Steve’s eyelids grew heavy, and he slipped his fingers out of your channel to sit himself up and take the condom. For a moment, you hesitated on what to do but decided that watching the stars was mundane now. You sat up on your elbows and watched him work, unsure if you would make him uncomfortable seeing as how he would need to take his clothes somewhat off. You closed your legs and rubbed them together to gather warmth and feel pleasure return at the apex of your thighs, as if you were strumming your own instrument. 
Your boyfriend worked quickly and carefully. If he was bothered when you bit your lip and stared at the sight of his manhood, he didn’t show it. He just stroked his hand over his shaft and rolled the condom down, sheathing it in an opaque plastic or latex. Then he helped you part your legs again and repositioned himself at your entrance. 
“Are you sure, baby?,” he said even as his desire was clear as day, “we can stop now if you want.” 
You shook your head no and braced yourself. You did not want to stop. You followed his instructions, breathing and relaxing and tapping his shoulder when you needed him to pause. And then his warm hips were pressed flush into yours and his grunting turned into a relieved sigh. 
“Is that it? Er, is that all of it?” Your face flushed hot at your own words and Steve pecked a kiss to your lips. 
“That’s the whole thing, yeah,” he replied. And then his started moving, thrusting shallowly into you and you watched his face go slack with an occasional tick and grunt. “Oh, sweetheart, fuck– I’m sorry I don’t mean to cuss, but– fuck, you feel so good…” 
That warmth in your lower belly was beginning to coil. It was good, it felt good and making Steve feel good felt good to you, too. You had never seen this side of him, only caught glimpses of it when you would make-out in secret at the drive-in theater back home. He was making noises you had never heard him make before– he was making you make noises you had never made before! And as he moved faster, he also moved a little harder, but not to hurt you, it was good and he was deeper somehow, and the mound above his shaft was massaging some part of you that made the coil tighten faster and harder like his thrusts until– 
“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” Steve’s head dropped to your shoulder and he stopped moving all together. The tightening coil which had felt about ready to snap instead eased back some, leaving you tingly and pulsing with the beat of your heart. 
Your brow furrowed in confusion. “What happened?” 
Steve’s body went slack and he lifted his head, now sporting a drunken and sated look on his face. “I finished,” he said with a lazy smile. 
“Oh.” That was sex. And you had finally had it with the love of your life, no less. It was a lot of fun! Being tangled with each other, sharing pleasure like one being, giving and receiving the most coveted form of love. You should be happy and satisifed too... but the twinge of disappointment that blossomed in your chest… well it confounded you. 
“What’s wrong?,” Steve asked. 
He had already fixed your clothes back into place and bundled you in his jacket to keep you warm before fixing his own clothes. You didn’t see what he did with the condom but you have a suspicion that it was simply flung somewhere on the empyy hill side. And he looked really sad right now, like a puppy left outside just as storm clouds gather overhead. 
“Nothing,” you answered enthusiastically, “it was perfect, you were perfect! I’ve never felt so much pleasure in my entire life. I can see what all the fuss was about!” Your laughter was a little hollow and you could tell that Steve was not totally convinced, even if he was playing along. “We should get back. I want to make sure Max and Lucas are safe. You can stay the night with us girls if you want, there’s two beds.” 
Steve nodded his head distractedly and began to pick things up and packed them back into the picnic basket as neatly as he could. “Actually, I was thinking the same thing, except for you and Max to stay with me.” 
Steve drove to the hotel and collected the kids. Lucas and Max were so quiet in the backseat that you kept glancing at them through the mirrors to check on them, but they didn’t look like they had been fighting, they were just lounging sleepily with their hands folded together on the cushion between them. A part of you worried momentarily that they might have gotten up to the same adult antics as yourself and Steve, but then you dismissed it and returned your attention to massaging Steve’s right hand. If they had or they hadn’t, it wasn’t for you to know. 
“Oh,” Steve said as you all walked together towards his home-- a certifiable mansion-- and he tapped his forehead as if to sell that whatever thought he had just had was genuinely forgotten. “I do have one more surprise for you! All of you.” 
He steered everyone around the side of the house through a beautiful garden. 
“What it is,” Max asked, but before any answer could be given, Lucas looked through a large, picturesque window and another equally big window out to the backyard, and screamed. 
“HOLY SHIT! WILL! MIKE! EL! DUSTIN!” 
The boy bounded away like a track star to the swimming pool, where four excessively happy kids were cheering and smacking the ground noisily with pool noodles. Lucas tackled a screaming Dustin into the pool, and Max broke away excitedly to meet El for a wet hug. Mike hopped into the pool to join in the fun, and Will hugged Max too before inviting her inside to get a swimsuit. 
Stunned, you blinked a hundred times to see if you were dreaming. “Steve, I can't believe you did this!” 
You tore your eyes away from the happy reunion to find your boyfriend pridefully stuffing his hands in his pockets and shrugging with faux humility. “No big deal. I missed them myself, the little rats. They almost got themselves caught when you were being dropped off earlier for our dinner date! Would have been a bummer to ruin the surprise so soon...” 
The kids were unbelievably rowdy, but you paid them no more mind as you pulled your boyfriend into a thankful kiss. Steve quickly steered you inside, but not for a bathing suit like the kids had for Max (Lucas had already ruined his nice clothes and decided he needed none). Steve assured you his parents were out of the country and the house was so big that the kids would get lost before they found the two of you. And he showed you to his roomy bedroom with the forgotten bottle of wine from the picnic basket and some crystal glasses.  
“I couldn’t imagine a better Valentine’s day,” you marveled. “Or a better Valentine, at that.” 
Steve blushed and kneeled to help you out of your shoes. “Just wanted to give some love back.” 
He discreetly pushed up your mid-calf length skirt and planted a kiss on your knee. “I know that maybe it’s a little soon but… I’ve been dying to see what you look like out of your clothes.” 
You couldn’t fathom why you felt so scandalized by this– he was just inside of you not half an hour ago! But the more you thought about it, the more you became determined to indulge in desires of your own. 
“You first,” you declared and swirled the wine in your glass. 
Taking it as a challenge, Steve stood and began with slow and deliberate movements, undoing his pants without taking his eyes off of you. You watched him, enraptured. This time, his shirt came all the way off and landed on the carpet. He helped you stand by the hand and set your emptied glass aside, then slid your sweater down your shoulders. His lips returning to your neck was becoming a familiar feeling yet it never failed to leave your skin tingling. 
You turned around and brushed your hair aside to offer up the zipper, feeling the dress loosen quickly, and you choked briefly as you felt your brazier loosening, too. You allowed both materials to slide down your arms and shivered over every tiny touch of Steve’s hands and his sweet smelling breath on your back. 
He tugged on your hips until your body was flush against him. “So beautiful…” 
You removed yourself from his grasp and slipped out of your underwear. You laid yourself on his bed half beneath the covers, feeling exposed but powerful and safe with him watching. As Steve was taking off his pants (all the way now), you grew bold and reached between your legs to see if you could find that spot that he had unconsciously stimulated earlier that created that coiling feeling in your belly and your legs and in between.
You found it quickly and began to massage it more. You discovered that circular motions provided the best stimulation as your pleasure began to build anew. 
Steve divested himself of the last of his clothes and climbed into bed with you, looking mischievous. “What are you playing with down there?” 
You flushed hot and bit the inside of your cheek, not knowing what to say, so opting to say nothing at all.
“Come on, let me see..” he pulled the covers back and looked down. 
His mouth hung agape as he saw you were actually touching your most intimate area. He scooted in closer to you and laid a curious hand on your thigh, waiting for permission. “May I?”
You moved your own toying hand a little and sighed pleasantly as he took over, copying your motions exactly and applying some pressure as well. He was working you up faster than before and he loved the way you were falling apart for him, getting more comfortable with intimacy and letting him know just how good he was making you feel. 
Steve covered your mouth with his own and swallowed a few of your moans. He stuffed his fingers inside you like before and pumped them, nipping your bottom lip as you dug your nails into his arm. 
“Please don’t stop, Steve…” 
Moonlight glinted off of the pool and danced in waves upon the ceiling as your moans climbed higher in pitch. But you felt a plateau forming and your disappointment came back full force as after a few minutes, Steve seemed to be slowing down. You just knew you needed one more thing to get you... somewhere, and then you realized suddenly that when he had changed the position of his hand, he had also stopped playing with that special spot. 
“Steve, Steve.” You looked desperate and tried very hard to convey what you needed, as you were unable to speak coherently. And sweet, clever Steve caught on to your meaning, and without stopping the deep thrust of his fingers, he used his thumb to make those circles on that spot again as best he could. It was enough and you feel that tight coil snap. 
You let out a gasping scream as your whole body convulsed and twitched rhythmically. Your legs snapped closed and trapped Steve’s hand between your thighs, and you writhed with pitiful and lewd noises until your soul returned to your body and left you completely drained. Steve stared at you for a long time until he gently eased his soaked fingers out and let you rest more comfortably. 
It took him several minutes to collect himself while you were falling asleep beside him. Finally, he muttered, “so that’s what’s supposed to happen… hmph, well that's news to me...”
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First time with Steve Harrington's GOTTA be top ten on my list, y'all. He is so fucking wonderful and cute and FIFTIES Steve would be hella wholesome. Leave a like, comment, or reblog to let me know if you like these and want more!
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hairstevington · 1 year
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Welcome to my blog!
For those who are new (hiii <3), I’m Frenchie, and I figured I'm official enough now to have an introduction post, so here's some basic info, FAQ, and a Masterlist of my content so far!
I reblog exclusively Stranger Things content here, although surprisingly I DO have other interests :o
I have an Ao3 account under this same username, if that's your thing!
I keep my writing and this blog PG-13 (with language/drug use and mild sexual content), so if you're looking for explicit stuff I am not the writer for you!
Favorite ship is Any Character x Peace and Happiness (also I love writing Steddie and Lumax has my whole heart)
Every time I get a comment, like, reblog, or feedback of any kind, my heart grows three sizes. Seriously, I'm so honored when people enjoy what I write!
Always looking for new internet friends!
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Masterlist:
Note: WIP's are “Eddie Munson vs the World,” "we can be heroes," and “every city’s got a graveyard." Ficlets won't be linked here but I will have them all tagged under "dailydrabble"
Stranger Things (follows the general canon of the show):
"Back to the Future (Hawkins Edition)" - (OC travels back in time and lives through the canon show, season 4 fix-it, 132K words) this one is my fav you guys go read it on Ao3 here
“i’m counting the days to the rapture” - (all canon characters who died on the show reunite, 40K words) found here and on Ao3
“Every city’s got a graveyard” - (Buffy x Stranger Things crossover) - still in its early stages but the first chapter can be found here!
Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington:
“songs that voices never share” - (alternate canon Steve goes deaf after season 3 and meets Eddie, who can sign, 70K words) found here and on Ao3
"we can be heroes" - (Part 2 of the Deaf Steve AU, season 4 rewrite/fix-it in Eddie's POV) found here
“I wanna cut to the feeling” (modern day AU enemies to lovers slow burn feat Rockstar!Eddie and Hairstylist!Steve, 79K words) - Chapter 1-5 found here, the rest found on Ao3!
“I can’t tune you out” - (Rockstar!Eddie/Musician!Steve fake dating enemies to lovers slow burn, 113K words) found here and on Ao3
"Freaky Friday (Steddie's Version)" - (enemies to lovers body swap shenanigans, 36K words) found here and on Ao3
"flowers and ink" - (tattoo artist x flower shop modern day au, 21K words) found here and on Ao3
"Stranger Therapy" - (first date at couples counseling with Dr. Murray, 13K words) found here and on Ao3
“Eddie Munson vs the World” - (very camp WIP in the style of Scott Pilgrim) found here
“That ‘90s Fic” (post-canon cute fic for the Valentine’s Day fic exchange 2023! 5.5K words) found here and on Ao3
“Daisies” (requested one shot of Eddie giving his best friend Steve flowers for Valentine’s Day) - found here on Tumblr and here on Ao3
"mysterious ways" - (Steddie week 2023, Kas!Eddie/Steve post canon season 4, 12K words) found here and on Ao3
“The Marriage of Bigfoot and Mothman” found here and on Ao3
"Do I wanna know?" - (modern day AU fluffy one shot) found here and on Ao3
“Like real people do” - (one shot written for the STWG’s Hozier collection, 1K words) found here
"Well, this is new" found here. The follow-up, "A Different Kind of Nervous," is only on Ao3 (idk why lol). Part 3, “Hands,” found here. Ao3 links for part one, two, and three
Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler:
“No Way” (featuring one of my fav lines I've ever written) found here, Ao3 link here
“Best Friends” (another tumblr exclusive!) found here
“I wanted her to look at me” (aka Robin liked Nancy instead of Tammy Thompson) found here, Ao3 link here
The Fruity Four (Robin/Nancy/Steve/Eddie):
“Barb is alive!” (AU request) here, Ao3 link here
"Teleplatonic" (Robin can read Steve's mind, no romance just Stobin) here, Ao3 link here
“Who looks like the better kisser?” - (very short and sweet) found here, Ao3 link here
“This is gonna be fun” (aka the two couples decide to be each other's beards) found here, Ao3 link here
"Steve is NOT Straight" (feat platonic Stobin baybeee) here, Ao3 link here
Misc Content (not fic related):
Steve Harrington (Taylor’s Version) - collab with the Tumblr bestie! Found here
Chaotic Stranger Things Headcanons (part one, part two, part three)
Songs that I associate with the characters
Steve Harrington as a cat AU (shitpost collab with my Tumblr bestie, truly a treat and v chaotic, you'll love it)
Cover art for my fic “I can’t tune you out” done by my Tumblr bestie 🥰
How the characters would react to you coming out
Random hair opinions
I still might write this essay on S4 costuming lol
Robin/Nancy parallel with Steve (lowkey sad but also go Ronance) found here
Ronance evidence - found here
My Maya Hawke concert experience!
Byler x Scott Pilgrim meme - found here
Joe Quinn moments - First late night appearance and the falling blooper
List of confirmed JQ improvised moments
Very valid question
Stancy x Taylor Swift (Midnight Rain) found here
Quick Steddie headcanon
Steve is simply A Dad (and I love him)
Theory about season 5, Eddie, and inconsistencies
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Inbox is always open for questions, concerns, feedback, hot takes, requests, or literally whatever as long as you're not weird about it.
Love youuuuuu
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crappymixtape · 23 years
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👾 stranger things masterlist
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stranger things masterlist // links to fics and bigger character masterlists below!
note  • i write mostly steve x reader fics ( most are g/n! ), but i do write lumax, lucas and max separately, and occasionally will write the others too – find fic lists and links below! and don't hesitate to send in requests, so happy to do them ♥️
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🍦 steve harrington // masterlist here 🦇 eddie munson // masterlist here 👾 byler //
• "save me from this darkness" – will feels so impossibly alone but there's one person who will never leave his side ( byler oneshot )
💛 lumax [ lucas x max ] //
• "lost in you" – lucas and max talk about their nightmares ( 1.5k, fluff, talk of nightmares, trauma, angst ) • "the softness of you" – when max spends the night at lucas’ house after the gang’s friday movie night, they wake up together for the first time | (  1.2k, fluff, friends to lovers, lumax, lucas and max )
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h4arts · 1 year
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h4arts' masterlist !
{ grishaverse
-jesper fahey ! | luck | sun x moon dynamic
-kaz brekker ! | red lily
-nikolai lantsov ! | pearls to opals
-multi character ! | first kiss with zoya and inej
{ stranger things
-steve harrington ! | winter with steve harrington
-nancy wheeler ! | dating nancy wheeler | nancy wheeler with a tall girlfriend
-mike wheeler ! | types of people mike wheeler would adore
-lucas sinclair ! | saturday rush (lumax x r)
-robin buckley ! | dating robin buckley
-eddie munson ! | halloween with eddie munson
-multi character ! | after school dates with lucas and mike | music tastes
{ the marauders
-james potter ! | walking to class with james potter | doing james potter's makeup
-remus lupin ! | sunflower and sparrow
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booksandpaperss · 2 years
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Welcome to booksandpaperss (aka chaos lol)
Hello hello fellow gay people! Apparently people actually follow me?? And since I usually end up spamming my page with reblogs this is me making an effort be somewhat organized on here so ppl can actually navigate this blog and find my posts (to a decent degree anyway 💀)
update as of 4/4/23: my apologies to feminism bc as you will see 90% of this blog is Mike Wheeler. there’s rlly nothing I can do abt it, hope you understand 🙏
Other sites where you can find me:
ao3 - booksandpaperss
instagram (art acc) - @/fizzy.noodle.doodles
Blog Index:
Writing (WIP excerpts, ficlets, snippets, etc) -
My mandatory Be Nice to Me (by TBF) byler fic- byler fic WIP sneak peak, aka my painting fight fic that completely spiraled out of control and is now also Mike hostage theory, petergate, and lettergate all wrapped into one
And I’ll look directly at the Sun (but only in the dark) - byler fic WIP sneak peak, title loosely based off of anti hero, it’s a pre s3 byler relationship study
right by your side- byler WIP sneak peak, Will-centric and Will has powers fic, among other things ;)
A Look inside Max Mayfield’s “last word” letters to the party- an index of ficlets for my version of Max’s letters to each party member, very angsty, will be updated as I post each letter <3
Info dump post of my season 1 rewrite - byler fic WIP (multichapter), it’s just a general overview of my season 1 AU where Mike goes with Will into the UD ;)
Clinging to Before - a bite sized byler rain fight study/ficlet/poem of sorts
To Swing in our Rusty Memory (like the age old pact) - a Mike gets vecna’d poem from Will’s POV, heavily inspired and influenced by Achilles Come Down and I Know the End
Will comes out to Mike- some quick dialogue only writing practice with the blorbos
Fanart-
Angsty Will animation
Stranger Things posts Masterlist-
List of current in progress analysis posts
major clue in s4 that Mike is vecna’s next target
Let’s talk a lil abt Mike Wheeler, his depression, and what it means for s5
My iconic Stranger Things HotTakesTM
The REAL fruity four
why canon byler is gonna be a huge win for the queer community (breaking down dumb comments on why byler shippers are “overdramatic” 🙄)
we’re really overlooking how much the painting lie was a huge break in Mike and Will’s understanding of their friendship (aka how it’s definitely gonna blow up in Will’s face later)
Mike’s Basement Beats: When love breaks down- analysis (a look at Mike’s s4 arc)
Mike’s train wreck of a “love confession” actually just confirmed byler is mutual
Mike’s expression right before he starts his monologue is confusion + heartbreak
My perspective on Mike’s monologue when I was watching it as a casual viewer
Mike is sooo getting targeted by vecna in season 5: an essay in screenshots
Still having doubts abt byler bc of the monologue? Don’t worry I gotchu
Using my perspective as a lesbian to prove that Mike Wheeler is gay asf (we been knew but still)
Finn Wolfhard’s acting choices in the first flirty byler scene (you know the one)
More on Finn’s acting choices and style
Another look at Will Byers in the Van Scene (will, Mike, and feeling like a mistake, ft the amazing @heheidks)
Shaggy bowl cut Byers agenda
Some Unhinged van scene byler proof
Byler’s love languages <;3
Byler vol 1 in a nutshell
Byler endgame proof: screenshot compilation
Will’s feelings for Mike have been made a crucial part of the plot and will be addressed properly in s5
a brief look at s4 El and overcoming abuse (I’m soso proud of her omg)
Mike’s gay realization arc is already almost complete and can be broken down into 3 parts (mid s2-s4)
Mike and El already broke up in s4 onscreen (Will just didn’t realize and since we got the breakup primarily through his POV we didn’t notice at first either 👀)
Mike gets a sword in s5 agenda has evidence behind it 👀
Episode 9 lighting parallels/analysis (byler and lumax ft some of my moots)
Mike, Will, and queer realization
Mike and El both associate their romantic relationship with losing their best friend
A quick look at how the show shows Will and Mike’s crushes on each other, and what that means for s5
Dustin and his well meaning but horrible no good very bad gaydar (ft byler being dumb and Lucas being tired)
100% accurate and byler tumblr approved analysis of Mike fans vs Will fans
My delusional and self indulgent but also kinda realistic byler scenario for a season 5 trailer
PSA for byler shippers/stranger things shippers in general (and even just fandom with teenage characters in general) to stop shaming teenagers for having sexual thoughts and acting like it’s abnormal
Mike’s alleged romantic love for El was never actually believable to her
Camera angles, volume 2, and Mike Wheeler (aka an analysis of the subtle transition into Mike POV for season 5)
Stranger Things 4 through the lense of a Shakespeare tragedy
the Wheeler parents: a quick debunking of fanon assumptions and misconceptions
Unhinged bowlcut metaphor (you’ll see lmao)
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