#mungrove week 2023

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Dying to Live

Mungrove Week - Day 1: Out of The Upside Down

A Mini Ficlet About Cheating Death Part 1 of 2 (Also on AO3, here!)

The Death Year Curse strikes few, poor unlucky souls with the year of a their death written on their wrist. No one knows what triggers it, but some say it’s divine punishment for something shameful the parent or parents of the child have done. It almost always strikes the first born sons - how biblical. There must be some truth to it, because Billy’s death year emerges on his wrist the same year his mother leaves.

1985.

Billy was terrified of death as a child. The agony of dying. The unknown. 1985. He would be 18 in 1985. He would die in 1985. The thought of how it would happen plagued him for a while, but in his mother’s absence he grew so used to pain that death almost felt like a reprieve. A dream. He began courting death. Drinking. Driving fast. Smoking excessively. Snapping back at his father to welcome a beating…

After all, he wasn’t going to die yet.

There was still a part of Billy that fought the curse. He was stubborn like that. He tried in school. Worked multiple jobs, you know - just in case? Maybe he survives this stupid thing and what would surviving get him if he had no plans to live? Christ. Both life and death looked bleak for Billy, but he persisted.

Billy could not possibly predict the way in which he was going to go. Who could? He didn’t know why he fought so hard against it, despite knowing deep in his heart that this was the way it was going to end. Perhaps it was his one last attempt to defy fate. To not be controlled. The monster’s sharp tendrils pierced his sides, soaking his clothes in blood. The pain was unreal, but it would be over soon.

.

Eddie got his curse the year his parents got arrested, and his uncle took him in. When Eddie innocently asked what it was, Wayne didn’t know what to say but he figured that honesty was the best policy. After all, people would talk and they did talk. They said his parents must have made a deal with the devil. That Eddie was destined for “hellfire,” but Wayne always assured he did nothing wrong.

1986.

Eddie decided he wasn’t going to let that stop him from living it up while he still could. He was here to have a good time, not here for a long time. He slacked off in school so he could enjoy the finer things in life. B Movies. Comics. Dungeons and Dragons. Metal. Of course, there was the recreational drugs and alcohol, too - what could it hurt?

After all, he wasn’t going to die yet.

Thinking about death… he tried not to do it, but hearing about the mall fire a year before did keep him up at night occasionally. What a terrible way to go. Eddie had always hoped he died easy, but in a cool way. Like getting electrocuted by his electric guitar by accident or something. That seemed rad. Eddie avoided conflict in the meantime, and took it easy. He didn’t care if it made him a coward.

Never could he have imagined inter dimensional bats ripping into him. He chuckled a bit to himself as the blood filled his mouth. Yeah, what a terrible way to go. Ah, well. At least he was able to save his friends some time? Hopefully? It’s not like he would be alive to see it, and that’s perhaps the part that sucked the most about all of this.

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Everything was dark for a while, like being asleep without dreaming. Then Eddie awoke. Everything looked the same as Hawkins, but wrong. Cursed. Strange. The woods around him were dark with creepy, crawling creatures of the Upside Down all about him but they didn’t do much of anything to him. Didn’t acknowledge him. It was like he was… dead to them.

“Welcome to hell”

Eddie sat up with a jolt upon hearing the voice.

The Billy Hargrove of Starcourt Mall Fire Legend held out his hand to help Eddie up. He looked like a ghost, all pale with dried blood on his clothes. He didn’t seem real until Eddie took his hand. Solid.

“Am I?”

“Dead? Yeah,” Billy replied, without much decorum.

“Shit,” Eddie ran his hands over his own shirt, checking his wounds. Nothing was there. It was if he was never mauled by dozens of demobats. “Holy - this is, what? You-You’ve been dead for almost a year! You been here this entire time?”

“In hell?” A painful look flashed across Billy’s face, “Yeah, I guess.”

Damn. It felt like an eternity had passed. Billy was starting to go crazy with no people around. He hated that. The neediness he felt despite being, well, dead. When he imagined hell, he thought of endless suffering. Fire and brimstone. Devils poking him with spears. This was like that in a way. The endless suffering part, except the suffering was mostly the solitude, and there were the strange creatures…

How could it not be hell?

“Dude,” Eddie huffed, looking around them and patting the dust off his jeans, “this isn’t hell.”

Billy frowned.

“Then what the hell is it?”

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mungrove week 2023 - prompt 1: Upside Down

Written for @mungroveweek

Edit with the Ao3 link: Memories like knives, so I run to you

Billy antis DNI. 2.3k words

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When Billy died, he expected to see nothing. He didn’t expect to be in a parallel version of Hawkins where monsters with no face roamed and the air was thick with mystery spores. Was this his version of Hell? Maybe. Living in the real Hawkins certainly was.

He didn’t even know what the hell was that thing that killed him was. A twisted mess of amalgamated flesh with teeth and claws. He remembered Max’s screaming as he faced it down to protect the girl who had reached out to him while he was under its control. He remembered the searing pain when its teeth ripped into his forearms and when it plunged more of its arms into his sides and finally into his chest. After that, it was a blur of neon lights and the sounds of fireworks exploding.

Next thing he knew, he had woken up in this bizarro version of Hawkins.

Night or day didn’t exist here, it was always dark with occasional flashes of red lighting in the sky. The monsters with no faces had sniffed at him but eventually left him alone. Maybe he smelled too dead to be their lunch. He aimlessly walked around, maybe this was his punishment for being a dick in his short life, to walk around a town he hated for eternity and to think about what he did. He’d never get the chance to apologise properly, to show Max and the others that he was trying to be better. Maybe she’d never forgive him, but he thought he probably deserved that. He just prayed that Neil didn’t turn to Max after he was gone. He thought about his mom, how she would maybe never know what happened to him, did she know he was buried in Hawkins? Would she visit his grave?

He eventually found the house on Cherry Lane, but it didn’t look like the Hargrove-Mayfield family had ever moved here. No truck or Camaro in the driveway, just an old SUV. When he entered the house, the first thing he saw was a calendar for November 1983 with red crosses up until the 6th. Billy was pretty sure he died on the 4th of July 1985. Wait, wasn’t November 1983 when the Byers kid went missing? He remembered Susan saying that she had heard something about it from her friends at work. Had he gone back in time? But then shouldn’t he be back in San Diego? Too many questions that couldn’t be answered.

He walked through the hallways of his house, it wasn’t his house, but he didn’t know what else to call it. The walls were pristine, with no signs of fists or bodies being driven into them. No signs of Neil Hargrove’s wrath. He reached what would’ve been Max’s room, the door was slightly ajar and he looked inside. There were posters of pop stars, stuffed toys on the bed, a full-length mirror and a vanity with the remnants of a teenage girl getting ready to go out. He could believe this could’ve been Max’s room if she had never crossed paths with the Hargrove family.

Then he reached what would’ve been his room.

It wasn’t as lifeless as his had been. There were no signs that anyone had been thrown into the walls or that anything precious had been broken by angry hands. Whoever had this room before Billy had been happy. A tear rolled down his cheek, and he wiped it away, feeling a little embarrassed. Fucking crying for what he could’ve had if he had been able to go with his mom. He’d never have it now.

He left the house before he could break. He ran from the unhappy memories of the house on Cherry Lane, ran from the thought of who he had left behind, and who he could’ve been. He ran until his lungs burned, remembering the coach’s words about his smoking. He ended up in front of the Palace Arcade. He’d dropped off Max many times here before, usually ending in a screaming match about her needing quarters for the machines.

He leaned against the arcade wall and cried. He felt his chest heave with the sobs that racked his body. He felt the phantom pains from where that flesh monster got him.

“Max, Sinclair, everyone, I’m so goddamn sorry…” he hiccuped between words, “I’m sorry I was the monster you had to run away from. Max, I’m sorry I wasn’t the big brother you needed.”

He cried until he couldn’t anymore, he felt kind of lighter afterwards even if he was stuck in twilight zone Hawkins. But he couldn’t shake the thought that he maybe wasn’t dead. He didn’t know how he couldn’t be dead, that thing had pierced him all the way through. He had lost way too much blood. Hell, the last thing he remembered from the Starcourt Mall was Max crying over his body, and Steve Harrington in a dumb sailor costume. He had come to the realisation that this version of Hawkins didn’t play by the regular rules.

Was this place the reason why Max was always looking over her shoulder? Was this the reason why she never left the house alone? What the hell did Max get involved in? Was the thing that possessed and killed him part of this?

He thought about that night at the Brimborn Steelworks, the thing that pulled him down the stairs by his ankles and shoved something into his mouth. Bile rose in his throat. If he spoke about this with anyone, who would believe him? But he got away right? No, he didn’t. Not really. It made him swallow something and that something controlled him. It made him do stuff he didn’t want to. His chest felt tight, and his breathing shallow. Oh god, he really didn’t want to think about what it made him do. All those people, they- they were melted together to make that flesh monster. He kidnapped Heather and her family to make that monster. Did that mean he was a monster too?

He could hear his heartbeat and his fingers and toes felt tingly. Was he dying for real now? Were the spores in the air killing him? His throat felt like it had closed up when he tried to swallow. He couldn’t breathe. He needed to breathe.

“Ok, Billy,” he forced out a shaky breath, “remember what mom told you when you fell off your board. Stay calm and breathe.” His inhales were still shaky but his mind wasn’t racing anymore. A flash of the red lighting made him jump, but this time it was at a specific place, not just generally over the sky, but at the Forest Hills trailer park. That was weird for this place, right?

“What the hell is going on?” but still Billy started to trudge his way to the trailer park.

When he got closer to the park he could hear some music. Music? What the hell? And it wasn’t like, the creepy music that you hear when Micheal Myers is after you, it was metal. Who the hell is putting on a concert in fucking Mordor?

He heard voices as he got closer, he couldn’t tell who they were from where he was in the bushes. He could see a platform with some amps set up over Eddie’s trailer. Wait was Eddie here? Did he get involved too?

Billy didn’t want to think how Eddie did, Eddie was his sense of normality in the chaos that was his life. If Neil had been particularly angry one night, Eddie was always a 10-minute walk away if he climbed out his window. Eddie would make him laugh and they’d get high and listen to whatever cassettes each other would bring over. Billy would never admit to it, but Eddie’s cafeteria antics made him laugh. Like Eddie was his jester.

Eddie had this way of worming his way through even the most guarded of people’s walls. He hadn’t even flinched when Billy had snapped and snarled at him. It was like Eddie had just decided that he would be Billy’s friend as soon as the blond had pulled into Hawkins blasting Metallica as loud as his car speakers would allow.

Along the way, Billy started developing a crush on Eddie, the was just something about this goofy Tolkien nerd who was also a metalhead that got Billy’s stomach infested with butterflies. The way he scrunched his nose when he laughed, or his dumb tier list of sodas that he drank in his stupid goblet. Billy still thought mountain dew was gross but Eddie seemed to live off the stuff.

The night before Billy got possessed, he had nearly worked up the guts to tell Eddie how he felt. It had taken a lot of cheering himself on and some rapid fire acceptance that he was, in fact, gay. He had the Dio tape that he had saved to get in his back pocket, messily wrapped in some old wrapping paper that Susan insisted on saving. Deep breath, in and out.

Eddie had been happy to see him as always, and invited him into the trailer. Eddie said Wayne would be at work late tonight so they had the couch all to themselves. Billy accepted but he was still wound tightly, ready to run if this went wrong. Even if Eddie was his closest friend, scratch that, Eddie was Billy’s only friend, Billy still couldn’t settle.

“Billy? Are you ok?” Eddie looked at him with eyes full of concern. Billy figured that he looked like he was waiting for a bomb to go off.

Might as well bite the bullet.

“Uh Eddie, I wanna tell you something,” Billy pulled the parcel out of his pocket, “Ireallylikeyouok?” he thrust the tape at Eddie, his face burning. Eddie took the tape and unwrapped it, he was overjoyed at the new Dio tape Billy had given him.

“What did you say Billy? You were talking so fast I didn’t understand you,” Eddie scratched the back of his head, doing that little half grin that made Billy’s heart pound.

Billy stuttered his way through his confession again, he was sure most of the blood in his body was in his cheeks at this point. He didn’t expect Eddie launch himself in a flying kiss at Billy from the other end of the couch. They were a tangle of limbs, both trying to kiss the other as much as possible.

“Wait, do you like me too?” Billy was breathless from the kisses, he couldn’t take his eyes off of Eddie, with the living room light shining off his hair like a halo. Maybe this was as close to heaven as Billy would ever get.

Eddie laughed and answered that of course he did and kissed Billy again. Neither of them wanted this moment to end. They lay there, lazily kissing each other while Nightmare on Elm Street played on the TV. Neither of them heard the trailer door open.

“Oh, uh, sorry if I’m interrupting something boys,” Wayne Munson stood awkwardly in the doorway. Billy’s blood turned to ice in a second. He wiggled himself out from under Eddie.

“Billy where are you going?” Eddie sounded heartbroken from the couch. He looked as if he was about to cry.

“I’m sorry Eddie I have to go,” he squeezed past Wayne, “I’m sorry Mr Munson, I won’t come around here again.”

“Son I don’t mind-” Wayne started to say but Billy was already pulling away in the Camaro.

Now seeing Eddie on that platform playing his absolute heart out to ward off the winged monsters, he was just as beautiful as Billy remembered. His fingers flew over the frets, Billy didn’t know what Eddie was playing but it sounded good. Billy could also see Steve, the curly haired kid- Dustin, Nancy Wheeler, and the band kid Steve worked at scoops with alongside Eddie but Billy was fixated on the guitarist.

Red lightning flashed and the bat-monsters swirled around Eddie, he seemed to be making a distraction for the others to get away. But then how was Eddie getting out? Billy wanted to run over and help but he didn’t think the others would take too kindly to an undead Billy Hargrove, especially Steve. He could hear Dustin and Eddie whooping “Most metal concert ever!” until the bats swarmed again. Dustin managed to get away. Eddie didn’t.

“No!” Billy yelled and ran over to where Eddie lay as fast he could. The bats had taken chunks out of him left and right, he lay in a pool of his own blood. Eddie’s eyes looked glassy but still focused on Billy. A shaky hand reached out to touch Billy’s cheek.

“Eddie, why are you here?” the tears fell before Billy realised. Eddie smiled and leaned up to press his lips to Billy’s.

“Could ask you the same thing sunshine. I never forgot you,” Billy held Eddie’s hand to his cheek.

“I’m sorry for running away Eddie. I was scared.” Billy grabbed Eddie’s hand and kissed the knuckles. He blinked the tears out of his eyes and hoped to any gods or deities out there that Eddie would forgive him.

“It’s ok Billy, I understand now why you ran, Max told us what happened when we visited your grave.” Eddie wiped a tear from Billy’s cheek. “I had a gut feeling that you might not be dead after what Steve and Dustin told me about this place.” Eddie shuffled himself up to a sitting position and pulled Billy close to him. “I don’t know why but I just knew that the fire at the mall wasn’t true. It seemed too convenient.”

“It was the monster, it was me,” Billy held Eddie tightly, not wanting to lose him again.

“It wasn’t you, you got possessed. I know you Billy and I know you’d never do that,” Eddie kissed his forehead, “I love you Billy Hargrove, and I’d like for us to try again.”

“I’d like to try again as well Eddie Munson.”

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BILLY HARGROVE IS YOUR BOYFRIEND {💭}

JEALOUS BILLY COMFORTS YOU {✨🦄}

SIDES OF BILLY ONLY YOU SEE {💭✨}

WAKING UP NEXT TO BILLY {✨🦄}

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KISSING HEADCANONS {💭}

STEVE HARRINGTON IS YOUR BOYFRIEND {💭}

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My 2023 in fics

Thank you @lorifragolina for tagging me. I know you tagged my main account @jad3w1ngs but as all my fics were Stranger Things this year I'm going to do it here.

I'm going to only talk about fics that I either started or finished during the month as I've written an awful lot this year and it was very hard to pick faves.

January

I'm choosing my current ongoing Byergrove fic 'Take a picture, it'll last longer' that I started on New Year's day last year. I've loved writing such an angst heavy fic and exploring the trauma that might occur from what Billy went through at the beginning of this fic. Also Jon is the best boy in this and he's so soft (which is quite a departure to how I seem to normally write him).

February

For Feb I have possibly my favourite Mungrove one-shot that I've ever written. 'It means to lie beneath' was a Billy Hargrove Bingo fill and definitely something that is on my list to expand into a full fic (just as soon as I finish some of my other series). It was really fun writing a Succubus/Incubus fic and I can't wait to further explore the world I built.

March

Considering that this is my biggest fic and also the one that really got me into this fandom I have to shout out my Harringrove fic 'To submit is such sweet pleasure'. My first foray into A/B/O and I just love these boys together in this fic.

April

This is possibly my least read fic but one that definitely holds a special place in my heart. My first submission for Mungrove week, 'Ghost' was my chance to try a good old fashioned song fic and practice some more poetic writing.

May

'Swapping more than clothes' was the Stoner Polycule fic that I finished in May and was also a Billy Hargrove Bingo fill. Really enjoyed writing each of the boys dynamics in this and of course having some straight up smut where Billy gets railed by multiple partners is always good.

June

I can't believe I only started 'Forged' in June. I love, love, love this fic and can't wait to actually get to the point where I introduce Eddie (or Edeval as he is in this) as a character. For a Mungrove fic of mine it is quite funny that we're nearly on chapter 6 and he's still not appeared.

July

Another fic I'm obsessed with writing, 'Chokehold' is my darker Stoner Polycule fic. We're still early days with this one (considering it's chapter 5 on what is at least a 19 chapter fic) but I think about this fic almost daily.

August

Wow, I finished 'The Stolen Sapphire' all the way back in August? That feels so long ago. My pirate Harringroveson fic that was such a pleasure to write and so many people seemed to love, I can't not put it here.

September

I was struggling between 2 of the Mungrove fics I wrote in September but considering the sheer number of times I've re-read 'Knock Once' that's got to be the one I go for. Pure smut with my best two boys, and also the beginning of my realisation that this might just be my ride or die ship for ST.

October

I just have to include one of my Harringrove kinktober fics for this month so I'm going with 'Wanna see what's under that attitude' because it's chock full of all the kinks, and Billy in lingerie is always a pleasure.

November

Another fic that I personally feel went a little under the radar but one that I love nonetheless is 'little and broken, but still good'. My first attempt at writing one of the boys as a dad and I just adore Eddie's daughter Chrissy. Also kindergarten teacher Billy is something I need to write more of. Needless to say this is another Mungrove fic and was one of my last fills for the Billy Hargrove Bingo.

December

I've only just started this one, and I had planned on it being a short fic but I've gone a bit ham with the world building so we're in for a longer ride. Anyway, 'To keep good company' my historical A/B/O Harringrove fic is actually going to be my first attempt at some proper slow burn (although is it slow burn if they're already mated?)

This was a lot of fun, and very nice to look back at all that I've accomplished in 2023.

My absolutely no pressure tags are for @shieldofiron @weird-an @ihni and anyone else who wants to join in 😄

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Bylerween Week 2023 - Day 2 : Slashers, Gore & Body Horror - 27.10.2023

For the @bylerween2023

Bylerween Week 2023 - Day 2 : Slashers, Gore & Body Horror - Scream AU - 27.10.2023

I was immediately hit with a Scream AU for this one. And the image of Stu and Billy. (I know it has been done before for Harringrove and Steddie and probably Mungrove, but why not some unhinged Byler~?! ^^)

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, colored pencils, graphite pencils, a metallic ink pen, gel pens and acrylic paint pens

AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Patreon post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

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🔥Sinful Sunday🔥 Masterlist 2023-2024

Heyoooo! We are hitting a milestone here folks! It's been a YEAR since I started doing this thing. I hope you've been enjoying the weekly updates, I sure as hell have!!!

If you're new or just want to know where all the Sinful Sunday updates are, I've made a masterlist here. I'm planning on continuing Sinful Sunday for as long as I can! Check back every week for new works/chapters!

Thank you all again for the continued love and support, I really couldn't have done it without y'all! 😈🔥😍

🌟=Newest update

Stranger Things Fics

Eastside (harringrove->harringroveson) Jawbreaker (Harringrove: MGK AU) Empathetic Asshole (Harringrove: Body Swap AU) my ex's best friend (Harringrove: L.A. Modern Actor AU) Ride with U (Harringrove: Superpowers AU) You Know What They Say About Assuming (Steddiegrove) Death Changes Everything (Mungrove) Watch me come apart (steddiegrove) Figure You Out (steddiegrove, Rydon, Eddie/Brendon) Here (In Your Arms) (Mungrove, PWP, finger sucking) Love me or hate me, I just don't care (Billy centered, fighting, angst, steddiegrove smut)

Spiderman Multiverse Series

Deja Vu (Parksborn, Peter 2/Peter 3) Separation Anxiety (SpideyVenomBrock, parksborn, spideypool) The New Kid (Parksborn: No Powers 2000's AU) Cat got your tongue? (SpiderCat: Insomniac Games) Mirror Images Part 1 (Petercest 1/2/3) Mirror Images Part 2 (Peter 2/Peter 3) Mirror Images Part 3 (SpideyDevil: Peter 1/2/3/Matt Murdock) He can't do it on command (Petercest 1/2/3)

Detroit Become Human

The Eden Club (Hankcon/Hankvin/Convin: Undercover Sex Work AU) Fire up the night (hankconvin900) Tantrum (hankvin) Happy Birthday Gavin (Hankconvin900) Call me when you want, call me when you need (Hankconvin) My love language is misery (angsty eventual hankconvin) Gavin Reed Fanart-SFW, NSFW DPD Christmas Party (PWP GavinxNinesxHankxConnor)

Harry Potter

Certainly Professor (Drarry: HBP Canon Divergence) Silence Isn't Golden (Drarry: Sequel fic)

Emo The Musical

Best/Worst Day Ever (Bradley/Ethan)

The Gay And Wonderous Life Of Caleb Gallo

If love was easy, they'd name it after you (Billy/Caleb/Karen)

True Detective

Haunted Houses (Rust/Marty)

Ted Lasso

4 AM (Roy/Jamie) Fever (Roy/Trent) Triangles are the strongest shape (Keeley/Jamie/Roy)

New Girl

Naked (Nick/Schmidt)

The Office-US

How's your summer? (Jim Halpert/Ryan Howard)

House M.D.

🌟Plenty to go around (House/Chase, Chase/Everyone)

Twilight

Love bites, but so do I (Jacob x Bella x Edward)

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Sweet Pies

Last entry for Mungrove Summer Bingo 2023 prompt: A1 Carnival It has been a large ride, thanks for all!!

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Carnival

Eddie Munson collected the mail near the gate while he’s returning home with his car. He found a brown envelope and he ripped the paper, smiling silly when he took a magazine from it.

The naked truth said the main title on the cover of that number of Carnival, the music and lifestyle magazine, where was a full body photo of Eddie, with a cowboy hat, a leather harness around his naked, tattooed chest and his thumb tucked in the belt of some black skinny jeans, pushing then down showing his happy trail.

The allusive pictures were not the spicier thing in the article about him, his music and especially his private life.

Eddie scoffed and started the car again, finally approaching the entrance of his mansion.

Billy and Steve would literally go crazy about it.

Eddie entered the fancy hotel in Boston, followed by an ice cold wind blow. He shot a flirting look to the receptionist.

“I’m here for Nancy Wheeler from Carnival” and in a minute a woman in a red suit came from a table of the restaurant, extending a hand to him and driving to a private table. Eddie took off the scarf with the skulls he was wearing (a silly present from his boyfriends that time he caught an illness insisting to get out without a jacket, being very fussy during an entire week) and ordered a double coffee, then sat down to relax on the small sofa.

Nancy placed a little recorder between them and started with some light chat, then took a notebook from her purse and stared at a page with a pen, for a minute or two.

“Do you mind if I smoke?” asked Eddie. The journalist shook her head, they were in the smokers area of the restaurant. He took his zippo from the pocket, looking at the engraved orca on it for a moment. It was Billy’s lighter and he took it by mistake when he left home, causing a fuss that Steve could barely manage. The gold ring at his finger sparkled when he moved his hand close to his face.

“So you’re ready to start the interview?” Nancy asked, checking the recorder.

“For you I’m always ready” cooed Eddie, and Nancy had a little shiver, although she knew he wasn’t interested in her, he couldn’t resist for a second to flirt.

She cleared her throat.

“Ok, let’s start” She smiled. “So, you started your solo career this year and you already have a new album rising in the ranks…”

He moved into his new mansion in Montecito last September, just a month after the last Corroded Coffin concert. The house was quite good and he had just to set his studio in the basement and fix a little the garden. Billy and Steve kept their apartments in Malibu and Portland, but only technically, in fact they lived there with him. Steve moved to the little keeper’s outbuilding in the garden, to write quietly, and sometimes he played the security guard at the gate, a thing that literally turned Eddie feral.

He had already planned to release a solo album at some point and had most of the songs already written, so the album was easy to record. He planned a little USA tour for the winter and, despite all his effort, an Europe tour between spring and summer. He was adamant to have at least a month free next summer to go away with his boyfriends, and although they have busy summer plans too, they all were looking forward to going to Mykonos in July.

Surprisingly, the album was full of love songs and ballads, and was an instant success. His fandom immediately associated those songs to his relationship with Billy; he wrote some of them for Steve too, but they didn’t come out yet as a poly couple, but for the moment it was enough. Thanks to the news of the house, they didn’t go out a lot lately, and they were happy in this way.

“And what did you feel when your bandmates decided to temporarily retire from the live shows? Are you still on good terms? And do you think about coming back with them sooner or later? -

Eddie smiled and shook the ashes off the cig.

Gareth and Martha tied the knot in late September in his hometown in Indiana, from when Corroded Coffin started and they all ran away just when they could. The ceremony was sweet and intimate, Gareth's Irish catholic family wasn’t quite happy Martha showed her almost six month belly, but she was so pretty and sweet that nobody cared after a while.

Eddie attended with Billy and Steve, Gareth insisted on that, and Billy, as usual, passed almost all the ceremony whipping softly behind his sunglasses. They felt a little too cocky and didn’t pay enough attention to professional and amateur photographers and someone almost caught the three kissing together behind the trees.

After the dinner Eddie was frankly drunk, Steve and Billy never saw him at that point, despite the heroic quantity of alcohol he usually drank when he was happy. He also lit a few joints and they were wetting themselves from laughing.

Eddie was dancing with Gareth's great-grandma, a little old lady with a cane who was incredibly agile despite it.

“I’m a little horny” Eddie drunk-said to the lady, who luckily was a little deaf. Billy was dancing with Gareth's little niece and overheard the conversation, his belly hurting for the laughs.

“Ok Eddie, time to go” He took Eddie and tried to drag him out of the dance floor; he whispered what had just happened to Steve and he doubled up with laughter too.

“Come on Eddie, sit down here” and Billy sat down too to catch his breath.

“Once I took a schoolm… a school… a friend over there and we caug… we caught… we thought there were wolves…” Eddie kept munching nonsense for some time, while Steve was trying to give him water.

“You want to kill me, this shit kills,” Eddie kept saying, trying to catch the glass but missing it badly. “You hate me? Do you hate me?”

Billy was in tears. “Come on, Billy please, put yourself together, you’re always crying!” mocked Steve, provoking more laughs and more tears.

Finally, Eddie drank the water and stayed for a moment, regaining control a little . Suddenly, he becomes a little pensative.

“Ehi” he said out of nothing. “Want to go there” and he pointed far in front of him. He got up and started walking to the woods.

“Eddie, Eds, wait!” Billy tried to stop him, but Eddie took his hand and they followed him.

A minute walking from the hotel they came to the trailer park. Eddie told them about his childhood with Wayne in a trailer and, although he bought his uncle a fancy house, he kept the trailer and sometimes went to rest there.

Eddie knew where the spare key was and they entered, in silence.

“Here is where you used to live?”

Eddie nodded. He entered his old room that Wayne was keeping as when he lived there, just a little more tidy and clean. He sat in the bed.

“You know? I never had a fuck here”.

Billy looked to Steve and found the same sparkling glare in his eyes. He knelt at Eddie’s side, and Steve knelt at the other.

“No? Really?” said Billy. “Why?” he opened Eddie’s belt and Steve took off his shirt from his pants.

“I wasn’t out, and I ran away right after the graduation” he smiled remembering while the two took off his pants and underwear completely.

“And now?” asked Steve, jerking a little Eddie’s dick, hard and leaking already.

“And now I will fuck both of you here” he grinned, pushing Steve’s head on his legs.

Billy whined biting the pillow while Eddie spread his legs a bit more. He was on his stomach, naked, a leg bent and filled by his boyfriend so good and deep. Eddie was grabbing him by his waist and fucking him with a blissful face and eyes closed. Steve jerked himself near Billy’s face, then pushed his dick in his mouth. Billy moaned and looked at him with eyes full of tears while Steve stuffed all his length deep into his throat. Eddie extended to kiss Steve passionately and pushed faster into Billy.

“Fuck, yes Eddie, yes” cried Billy, grabbing the sheet on the verge of coming.

“No” said Eddie, coming out from him. He tilted his head to Steve and he took his site behind Billy.

“Do you want more, Billy?” whispered Eddie on Billy’s ear, kissing him deeply with his tongue in his hungry lips.

“Yes please, please” he whined, jacking himself off on the bed. Eddie kissed Steve again and tickled him on his spine, rubbing on his tailbone, then pushing his fingers on him, kneeling behind him spreading the leg, still hard and willing.

“Come on, sweet pie” he whispered to Steve. He lined his dick to Billy’s pulsing ring, wet for Eddie’s precum and well stretched. He entered with a single move and Billy arched and cried. Eddie pushed him against the bed again, then coated his dick in lube again and glided smoothly inside Steve. He didn’t lose the pace he’s keeping in Billy, but arched in turn and bit his own lips.

Billy started shaking under them both and his breath broke, he jerked himself faster and pushed his face on the pillow coming hard in his own hand.

Eddie trapped Steve between his loins and Billy’s ass and came inside Steve pulling so hard his hips that Steve screamed in pain. Eddie collapsed on the bed at Billy’s side and Steve kept a little inside him, after loading him with a growl.

“Fuck…” he whined come out from Billy, letting him leaking and trembling, still spreading on the bed.

Eddie hugged Billy and Steve leaned his head on Billy’s back.

“So we revenged young Eddie, right?” whispered Billy, smiling sweetly.

Eddie whined, and didn’t answer, just hugged his boyfriends a little more.

They collected their clothes from the floor. Eddie sat in the bed putting his pants on, but suddenly he stopped, staring at the void.

“Eddie? All right?”

Eddie sighed, biting his lips.

“I want to marry you” he whispered.

“What?”

“I want to marry you”

Billy laughed. “We already have the rings, Eddie, don’t you remember?”

Eddie shook his head. “Yes, but I want to marry you, for real, I want a wedding, I want a party, I want everyone to cheer for the husbands, I want to have a ceremony with you…”

“Oh, Eddie…” Billy knelt to hug him. “I love you too” he kissed his forehead.

Steve hugged them both. “I wish I could marry you for real too… I love you”.

Nancy scribbled some notes about what Eddie told her about the solo album and his relationship with Gareth, then took a sip from her cup and looked at Eddie smiling.

“I know we agreed on the topics of this interview with your staff, but what about some more personal questions? Our readers are very avid about some particulars, obviously, if you want. If you’re more comfortable, I can turn off the recorder”.

Eddie nodded. “I can talk with you about everything” he flirted again, batting a little his eyelashes, and Nancy turned off the recorder with a little shiver.

“Well, you came out some years ago already. What about your recent flirt with Billy Hargrove, the supermodel?”

“It is not a flirt” said Eddie smiling, without harm in his voice.

Nancy blushed a little. “And what about this summer’s pictures in Mykonos? You know, Billy presumed cheating with Steve Harrington, who was working with you on his series soundtrack? It’s all good with your boyfriend now, or…”

Eddie scoffed, leaning back on the sofa with a smile. “I don’t know anything about Billy cheating” he said, without adding more explanation. “We’re doing very well and we are doing good together, and I work very well with Steve, of course. But he’s not my boyfriend anymore” Eddie waited for Nancy's reaction, and he didn't have to wait.

“What? Are you breaking up…” she sighed, really surprised.

Eddie giggled and raised his left hand. “If you promise to keep the secret, he will be my husband soon. And… ” Eddie blinked at Nancy. The recorder was turned off, but she scribbled in her notebook.

“Oh, come on, put a price tag on me and sell me already!” Eddie protested, shaking under Billy’s hands.

“Eddie, for Christ’s sake, stay still, stop wiggle”.

Eddie grunted again, snorting and looking in the mirror.

“Please, I feel all compressed, you know I don’t like it!”

“Stay straight and stop complaining. It’s Steve's big night, so shut up” Billy tied strong Eddie’s tie trying not to strangle him.

“If it’s Steve’s big night, why are you dressing me like that?”

Billy scoffed and pouted. “Because I know elegance. Now stop fussing!”.

Obviously, Eddie didn’t stop. “Why can’t I simply dress like at Gareth's wedding? I was elegant”.

“Look, leather pants and a vest were right, but I said you have to be classic for the gala. Last word” Billy dusted Eddie’s shoulders. He looked at himself in the mirror and barely recognized himself, he had a dark gray three piece tailed tight, a silver tie, cufflinks and coordinated leather shoes and belt. He felt like a puppet and he was really uncomfortable. Billy wore a similar suit, a little clearer, that really matched his colors, and seemed like he was wearing his pajamas.

“Now the hair” said Billy, and Eddie screamed.

They finally came to the gala and came out to the limo and walked to the red carpet.

It was the presentation gala of the new series The man who invented electricity based on Steve’s books, and Corroded Coffin did the soundtrack.

Eddie took Billy’s hand during the walk, waving at fans and posing for the photos, smiling and feeling like a scarecrow, furthermore, Billy won about his hair and now he had a messy bun that squeezed all his head. But he was quite happy, Billy was really beautiful at his side and didn’t let him go, grabbing his waist from time to time. They passed the photocall at the entrance and they gave the reporters a sweet kiss to talk about, and after a little interview they could enter and wait for the show.

Steve was already there, as principal guest, they were excited for their boyfriend’s big night.

Gareth was already in with a really pregnant Martha, they went away after the first part of the gala; Eddie was in charge for a little talk on behalf of Corroded Coffin and that reminded him of the Gelato gala at the beginning of the summer. He was so full of love at that moment, two beautiful pairs of eyes were chained to his’, and he fiddled with the silver ring.

When all the talking was done and the real gala started, Eddie and Billy sneaked out of the party and got into an empty room, where they drank from the classic Billy’s flask and started kissing. Eddie finally got rid of his stupid jacket and rubbed on Billy, who was really turned on by the alcohol and the glamour.

The door opened again and they froze.

“You better close the door,” said Steve, closing the lock.

“We’re waiting for you, sweet pie” smiled Billy.

“It’s your day” echoed Eddie, opening his arms for Steve.

They kissed their star of the day. He started touching Billy’s crotch, but he moved his hands.

“Oh no, sweetie, it’s your day” he repeated, and opened Steve’s belt. Eddie knelt in front of him, and Billy followed.

Steve licked his lips and grabbed both heads under him.

Eddie called for Steve and Billy from the entrance. They were watching the sport in the living room. Eddie waved at them, and they really didn’t pay attention to him. He showed the magazine to them from the door and then threw it to them on the sofa, and went on the stairs, waiting.

“Eddie!!” cried Billy with a feral crazy voice.

He ran upstairs. Steve came out the living room running behind him, and Billy followed him immediately, squealing.

“Eddie!! Where is that harness? Eddie!! Come here!”

They threw themselves on him in their room, falling in their big big bed; the TV kept talking alone in the living room, reflecting on the silver frame of a photo on the fireplace; they were together, in Tulum, with a big green arc of plant and white flowers, all dressed with white shirts and linen trousers, barefoot and a silly bouquet for each.

That day, only a few weeks after, they had a little private ceremony, although symbolic, and they exchanged their silver rings with three old fashioned yellow gold wedding rings.

They were husbands now, each other and forever.

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Fever dream 1/2 AO3 >> Lemons

Nightmares 1/? AO3 >> (unfinished)

Eve 1/? AO3 >> (unfinished) Scifi, horror. Written for Metalsandwich movie mania 2023

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Let Me Be the One 1/2 AO3 >> Lemons/hurt/comfort (written for Mungrove Week 2023)

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Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson Characters: Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: mungrove week 2023, Canonical Character Death, Temporary Character Death, Curses, Resurrection Summary:

Mungrove Week - Day 2 Prompt: Touch.

Eddie and Billy have an important conversation that is both cathartic and revealing for the two of them.

Dumbass (Me) thought I would be done with this fanfic with just one more chapter, but that didn’t happen. I tried to incorporate the theme of “touch” here for Mungrove week! Enjoy?

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In my arms, you can be safe (Mungrove Week prompt 2)

Written for @mungroveweek

Ao3 link: In my arms you can be safe

Eddie was a very expressive person, it was like he had to be touching Billy in some way or he’d die. He’d always be throwing his arm around Billy’s neck or poking him to get his attention. Sometimes Billy welcomed it, sometimes he’d throw Eddie’s arm off him and stomp away. Eddie always knew Billy was well, prickly at times.

“Look man, I’m not meaning anything bad when I’m being friendly to you,” Eddie looked over to where Billy was leaning out of his bedroom window, smoking a cigarette. Billy didn’t say anything, which Eddie knew meant ‘I know I’ve been a dick but I don’t know how to explain how I’m feeling’. Scorpions were playing softly over Eddie’s stereo as per Billy’s request, not too loud as to make his head pound even more than it already was. 

“I know you don’t mean anything Eds, it’s just…” Billy’s voice was hoarse from when he’d shown up at the trailer, blood dripping from a small cut at his hairline, eyes red and full of tears. “I, I don’t know.”

Once again, Eddie’s heart broke this evening. He wanted to make Billy feel better, oh god he did, but he didn’t know how to without probably making Billy feel worse. Eddie stood beside Billy now, the other acknowledging his presence by passing over the cigarette. Eddie thought Marlboros tasted like shit but he accepted the cigarette. 

“Eddie, you don’t… you don’t have to go out of your way to be friendly to me,” Billy’s tone took on much more guilt than Eddie liked to hear. It was like seeing a former fighting dog get used to being treated like a dog for the first time.

“What if I told you that I wanted to be friendly towards you?” Eddie passed back the cigarette after he grimaced at the tar bomb that was Marlboro Reds. 

Billy seemed to have frozen in time, the cigarette between his fingers burning down steadily to the filter. Eddie had never seen the guy speechless. Billy always had a quick one-liner or snarky remark on the tip of his tongue. Now he looked like he was choking on the words in his throat. Now, Eddie wasn’t great in these situations either, his problem was he could never shut the hell up. 

“Like, uh, I think we’re friends at least?” Eddie was starting to ramble now, the words coming out like a dam had burst, “I dunno man, I want to be your friend, and I want to be kind towards you. I-It’s ok to accept kindness y’know? That’s what Wayne told me when I came to live with him,” why the hell was Eddie telling him all this? It just came out, hopefully, it made Billy feel a little better. Or maybe it would make Billy think he was some sort of sap. 

Eddie didn’t expect Billy to come over and put his head on Eddie’s shoulder. Billy kept his eyes trained at some point in the distance, his body tense as if he was going to bolt at any second, Eddie thought that he was probably thinking of doing that, Eddie could tell he was fighting between his instincts and what he wanted. 

It was the first time Eddie had seen Billy actually be vulnerable, the other boy had always been standoffish and somewhat like he was trying to prove something, as they had gotten closer Eddie had found out that Billy was more sensitive than he let on, he liked pineapple on pizza but hated mushrooms. He spent at least 30 minutes a day on his hair, mostly making sure his little Superman curl was sitting right. He hated The Hobbit but loved The Fellowship of the Ring. He fed the stray cats around the trailer park, and the possums too. He cried at the scene with the horse in The Neverending Story, he was in his absolute element dancing around to Motley Crue. 

“I’m sorry.”

So quiet, it was almost imperceptible, Eddie’s heart was hammering in his chest. The warmth from Billy’s body was seeping through the sleeve of his jacket, he watched the gentle rise and fall of Billy’s chest as he breathed.

“You don’t have anything to apologise for, and uh, I’m sorry for making you feel uncomfortable,” Eddie knew that there were two blue eyes focused on him, Billy bit his lip, he clearly wanted to say something but didn’t know how. “Can I give you a hug?” 

Billy nodded and allowed Eddie to take him into his arms, one of Billy’s curls tickled under his nose, and he kind of had to stand on his tiptoes to get Billy’s head under his chin but he wouldn’t change this for the world. Billy even allowing him to do this meant more about how much he trusted Eddie than he could ever say.  Neither of them said anything but neither needed to. Eddie felt Billy slowly move his arms to hug Eddie as well, a small smile drifted across his face when he felt Billy’s arms around him. All the tension had left Billy’s body, he was allowing himself to melt into the hug. Eddie let out a small chuckle when Billy muttered something about this being nice.

“Are you gonna let me have a look at that cut Tiger?” Eddie spoke quietly, not wanting to sound like he was forcing Billy or anything. Eddie gently pushed Billy’s hair to the side once the blond had nodded, the cut was small but the amount it had bled made it look worse. Eddie didn’t even need to ask who gave him the injury, the answer was obvious. There was the start of a bruise on his brow. 

“Might need a bit of ice, but I think it’ll be ok,” Eddie untangled himself from Billy’s arms to go and get the bag of frozen peas from the small chiller in the kitchen. He also grabbed a couple of blue raspberry popsicles, he would have preferred ice cream in this sort of situation but Billy was lactose intolerant and he had finished the last of the cookie dough last night. When he came back with the peas and popsicles, Billy was curled up in a ball on his bed. 

“Woah, hey big cat, what’s up?” Eddie scrambled to kneel by his bed, he wasn’t sure if Billy wanted to be touched. Billy had started crying again, but it looked like each sob hurt him which made Eddie worry even more. 

“Hurts,” Billy mumbled, wincing when he curled into himself more. 

“What hurts? Your ribs?” Eddie gently lifted the hem of Billy’s shirt, he could see the telltale patchy bruising that usually leads to a darker, more deep and painful one. What Eddie expected, wasn’t this. The skin around Billy’s rib was black and blue. He could tell that this bruising was deep, possibly even needing hospital attention. As if Billy could read his mind, Billy denied the unsaid offer of going to the hospital. Because then they would be asking questions. 

“Please tell me what I can do to help,” Eddie gently pressed the bag of peas to Billy's ribs, hoping that the coldness would help, he wondered if something warm would be better. 

“Just stay here.” Yeah, Eddie could do that. 

Eddie talked about mundane things to keep both his and Billy’s, mostly his, minds from wandering. He talked about the new fantasy book he’d loaned out from the library and the huge sandworm monsters that were in it, “The book’s fucking huge man! But it’s so good.” He talked about the new live Slayer album that had just been released and how it might be next year until the tiny record shop in Hawkins got it. 

“Heard a rumour that Tommy Hagan and Carol Perkins broke up again, and then Tommy slipped on a banana peel, yeah like in cartoons, trying to impress her again,” Eddie delved into talking about shit that had happened in the school cafeteria since Billy had missed a couple of days. He got a small huff of laughter from the animated way he was telling the story. 

“And he tries to get up and falls over again-” Eddie was cut off by a small snore from Billy. Billy looked somewhat angelic while he slept, with no sneers or furrowed eyebrows. Eddie could see all the freckles that dusted his nose and how long his eyelashes were. It kinda broke the ‘bad boy’ illusion that Billy tried to put on but still oh-so Billy. Eddie pushed away the curl that fell into Billy’s face, the popsicles he got from the freezer long forgotten. 

“You get some rest B. I’ll stay here as long as you like.”

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Day 1: South of Heaven - Slayer

Mungrove Week 2023 starts now 🎉

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Day 2: Let Me Put My Love Into You - AC/DC

A few things to remember:

Don’t forget to use the tag #mungroveweek2023 and/or to mention @mungroveweek if you post on tumblr (especially if you upload links redirecting to other websites; the posts don’t always appear in the tags!);

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Mungrove Week 2023: Prompts

You guys voted for your favorite prompts, we regrouped some of them and put them under umbrella themes we hope will inspire you all! Find out more about the themes under the cut!

Day 1: Upside Down

Hell, that's definitely what the Upside Down feels like, whether they're stuck there, trying to escape or dealing with the aftermath.

What if Eddie died and woke up in the Upside Down to a friendly (or not) face? What if Billy was stuck in the Upside Down and weird things started happening at the Munsons' trailer, almost as if someone was trying to tell Eddie something? Or maybe they got out, but the Upside Down changed them, so much that they don’t really feel human anymore...

Day 2: Touch

It's about touch: the touch that brings comfort, the touch that brings pain, the touch that brings pleasure.

It's about not knowing what to do with a gentle touch, being desperate for any kind of touch, feeling too raw and vulnerable to be touched.

Overstimulation, flying fists, finally being touched after craving it for so long, missing someone’s touch, and the touch that never came.

Day 3: Firsts

You know the saying: there’s a first time for everything.

Experiencing something for the first time together, meeting for the first time, sharing a kiss for the first time.

Sharing something with someone for the first time, like a secret or one’s favorite meal, watching the childish wonder in someone’s eye as they see the ocean for the first time.

To be someone’s first friend, first love, first heartbreak, this day is all about being number one.

Day 4: On the road

A car, loud music, a seemingly endless road, is it a road trip or is someone running away from home?

This day is about cheap motels, hitchhiking, shenanigans and misadventures; fighting over the music or the last snack, getting lost because they can’t read a map, huddling for warmth at the back of the Camaro, finding a quiet spot to spend the night after a day spent on the road; Billy accompanying Eddie on tour, or maybe they’re going for a late night drive, just the two of them, it’s kinda like a date, right? 

Day 5: Stuck together

Something is connecting them, they can’t seem to be able to escape each other, they’re forced to work together.

Is it fate? They might just be meant to be together. Is it a spell, a curse, some kind of accident bonding them together? Someone might have just decided to lock them together inside a room, to pair them up for some kind of project.

The question is: are they going to fight it every step of the way or roll with it?

Day 6: H(a)unted

Things are going to get a little freaky, a little bit spooky. Ghosts, monsters, demons and other creatures of the night are on the menu this day. Maybe they’ll go ghost or monster hunting, maybe they’re the creature on the prowl; are they making a new friend or running away for their lives? 

It doesn’t have to be all bad, sometimes love can be found after death, sometimes a ghost isn’t really a ghost, and the monster just needs a little bit of love.

And sometimes the thing that’s haunting them is just the past. 

Day 7: Game Night

We can’t forget that Eddie is a D&D nerd and Billy a jock, and this is what day 7 is about: Dungeons and Dragons and Eddie’s last campaign, has he managed to convince Billy to join yet? That sure would surprise the Hellfire Club, but maybe not as much as if Eddie decided to go see a basketball game. 

This day is also about being young, stubborn, and yeah, a little bit stupid too; what kind of stupid bets do they make? Eddie might not be into parties, but what about drinking games? 

How far are they willing to go to win, and what happens if the answer is “too far”? 

The Spotify Playlist.

ALTERNATE SET: PHOTO PROMPTS You can swap photo prompts for any day you’d like!

1. Starcourt Mall

2. Twink Boutta Pounce Meme

3. Gif from Hannibal (TV Show), by prettyboysinpain

4. Two white masc people; the one in front is kneeling, with their hands behind their back. The one behind is faceless and standing up; they have a hand cupping the jaw of the one in front.

5. Vintage Heavy Metal

6. "Your crush is coming this way, be cool"

7. Oceanside Pier, San Diego

We're excited to see what you come up with, Mungrove Week will start on April 9, 2023, which is when we'll open the AO3 collection. We will post more details about posting and how to let us find your creations at a later date, in the meantime, we hope you have fun with those prompts! 🥰 If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to send us an ask or a DM here on Tumblr, you can also find us on the Mungrove discord server! 😁

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Mungrove Week 2023 Masterpost

First of all, thanks to everyone who participated, and congratulations! 🥰💜

Tumblr wouldn't let us compile all the masterlists into one post easily, so here are the links to each masterlist:

Day 1 - April 9: South of Heaven - Slayer

Day 2 - April 10: Let Me Put My Love Into You - AC/DC

Day 3 - April 11: Rock You like a Hurricane - Scorpions

Day 4 - April 12: Heading Out to the Highway - Judas Priest

Day 5 - April 13: I Was Made For Lovin' You - KISS

Day 6 - April 14: The Thing That Should Not Be - Metallica

Day 7 - April 15: Ace of Spades - Motörhead

You can also find all the art pieces and fics created for each day in this document, both the masterlists and the document will be updated until May 15, 2023, so if you couldn't finish your work, don't worry, you still have time!

If you've already posted but haven't been added to the list, don't hesitate to send us an ask, a DM on twitter, a message on the Mungrove discord server, or smoke signals!