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Happy birthday! 🎉🎉🎉

thank you anon <3

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here’s to 23 🥳

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hello!!

here is a little bit about me and my blog… maybe we can be friends? ◡̈

disclaimer!! this is an 18+ blog, some nsfw content will appear. please proceed carefully!!

interests:

the color green (if it wasn’t obvious already lol)

dark academia; “dark aesthetic”

dark humor

70s & 80s music

70s & 80s aesthetic

being delusional

making up scenarios that will never happen (“real” and fandom based)

kittens

writing —> i love writing one shots for the fandoms i’m in!!!

my stans:

harry styles

joseph quinn

grace van dien

timothée chalamet

emma watson

tara yummy

fandoms I’m part of:

harry potter —> any (NSFW) and (SFW)

stranger things —> steddie & eddie x reader (NSFW) and (SFW)

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reblogging my masterlist for those unable to get to it ◡̈

masterlist :]

Bottom Eddie

- eddie gets eiffel towered

- eddie cockwarms steve

- ghostface!steddie

- steddie frottage

- eddie sucks steve’s dick under the dinner table

- steve giving eddie road head

- car sex while thunderstorming

- rockstar!eddie getting fucked from behind

- eddie gets fucked at the barricade of a concert

- eddie almost gets caught by tommy

- steve eating eddie’s pussy for hours —> ftm!eddie

- eddie loves sucking dick

- eddie looking up at steve while getting his throat fucked

- i want your video part 1 part 2

- eddie cums untouched in public

- steddie gets watched by tommy

- eddie humps his pillow

- steve obsessed with eddie’s pussy —> ftm!eddie

Bottom Steve

- steve’s praise kink will be the death of him, actually.

- steve having multiple orgasms

- eddie making steve fuck a fleshlight without cumming

- steve’s breeding kink

- steve gets his face fucked

- steve uses his biggest dildo

- steve gets jerked off in the kitchen at a party

- eddie makes steve piss his pants

- sub!top eddie

- s3 baby girl steve gets fucked in the back of scoops

SFW

- steddie getting high & eddie’s playlist is playing.

- steve breaks up with eddie

- steddie uses BeReal

- eddie gives steve concert tickets

Bottom Kurt Kunkle

- kurt is a camboy

- kurt’s biggest dildo

- kurt has a praise kink

- kurt wants to get the most viewers possible

Bottom Steve x Bottom Eddie

- steddie and a double ended dildo

Top Steve x Top Eddie

- double ended fleshlight

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You have a goddamn talent for the naughty!! Absolutely brilliant mind you got there

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Your masterlist won't load for me and I could cry lmao.

WHAT!!!!!! omg let me see if I can maybe fix it. idk why it won’t work… does anyone else have any problems??

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my hellcheer & 2022 heart is screaming

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… hey

I’ve been in such a huge writer’s block for literally the past year . I’ll probably maybe perhaps write a few hc’s or short little au’s for the next several months . i just don’t have the creative brain power for a one shot and haven’t for a while.

BUT!!!!!

if you have an idea of a small little blurb of what you’d like me to perhaps write… please please please send it to my anon box/ask box!!! i love wanting to hear what you guys want me to write. it gets my creative thoughts going.

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Rockstar Eddie Munson going out to the bar with the band after their opening night of tour and sees the most gorgeous bartender he’s ever seen.

He’s so charismatic and laughing and just making conversation with everyone in the crowded bar, striking smile and flirtatious winks.

Eddie’s tipsy, bordering a drunk state by the time the bar is tapering off, no more than 4 people in barstools — not including him and the band.

Steve — it’s what his name tag says — is rinsing cups at a leisurely pace, floppy brown hair bouncing with each movement he makes.

Before Eddie’s drunk mind can stop his mouth, he blurts out,

“I’m no waiter, but I’ll take your tip”

And before Eddie can throw back the rest of his drink, slam a hundred dollar bill down and scram, Steve cracks a half smile.

Without even sparing a single glance at Eddie, he casually slips out,

“The thing is … I’m a balls deep kinda guy,” Before picking up the stack of glasses and making his way to the other end of the bar to put them away in the cupboards.

Eddie’s dick kicks in his pants before scribbling his number down on his receipt with a tip that would’ve let steve take the rest of the month off of work.

Before he makes it outside the bar, he gets a text from an unknown number with an address,

Better be there in 20.

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Steve Harrington only wears a bra.

Well, not, only, he's also wearing bright orange swim shorts and a cap backward, too.

The top part, however? Hairy man boobs are prettily covered by a black lace bra with a sparkling strass stone in the middle.

Eddie might be a teeny tiny bit drunk (2 beers after months of abstinence and medication does that to a man), but not drunk enought to imagine Steve Harrington in a bra.

'Uh-', he says eloquently and tries not to stare too much at the other man sitting on what must be Buckley's bed. 'Am I interrupting something?'

Steve, face almost as pink as Erica's favourite shoes, opens his mouth to reply, but Robin, sitting crosslegged in front of him, is faster, 'Oh its just you. Close the door, Eds.'

Eddie isn't sure if she means 'close the door and leave, never talk to us about whatever weird kinky little thing we're doing right now' or 'come in, close the door and shut up for a moment'. He hesitates for a moment, studying Steve's pretty flushed face and Robin’s wiggling eyebrows before stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.

His hand is still on the door knob when he turns and finds Robin leaning against Steve’s hairy chest, one arms behind his back. She's fumbling with something, frustrated noises escape her closed lips while Steve simply sits still - like a statue. A Adonis statue wearing a bra.

'Fuck', Robin groans loudly, her forehead knocking against Steve's clavicle, his hand patting her head in condolence.

'Not to be judgmental', Eddie starts slowly as he leans against the book case right next to the door, 'But what are you guys doing?'

(Edide thought Robin's a friend of Dorothy, so why is Steve fucking Harrington sitting dolled up in a delicate bra on her bed and they look like they're ready to make out?!)

When both Steve and Robin send him evil twin looks, he holds both his hands up in surrender, 'Like I said, not gonna judge you, whatever floats your boat or whatever, but what, exactly, is it that you're trying to do here?'

'Practice', Robin grumbles against Steve's chest, tugging behind his back again.

Steve grins, a bit lopsided and goofy, 'She's trying to open the bra with one hand.'

'It's just so much easier on myself,' she says, and now that Eddie knows what's happening, he can make out her hand tugging and fumbling with the hooks behind Steve's back.

'Ah,' Eddie says, again, rather eloquently. 'I should probably leave you to it, then.'

Before he can turn and go, however, Steve says, 'I heard that you're pretty good with your hands, Munson. Bet you can get it off me in no time.'

'Pfff- ' Robin makes, rolling her eyes, 'I wouldn't be so sure he's ever had a bra in his hands.'

And while Robin has flocked him as a raging homosexual as it seems, Eddie heard the rumours about him too: finger dancing over his guitar, rolling the perfect joints, Eddie the freak Munson knows how to work his fingers. he doesn't hates this rumour at all, it's kind of nice - for his ego and all.

Yes, he hasn't opened a bra before, but he's met this hot goth dude in a corset before, and that's basically a bra with dozens of hooks. He is fairly sure he can open it with one hand and without looking. What he probably shouldn't do is coming too close to Steve Harrington, the man he's had a crush on since they survived the Upside Down together. Not with his naked skin and hairy chest and dark brown nipple peaking through the black lace of the undergarment.

But both Robin and Steve stare at him and Eddie doesn't run anymore - a challenge is a challenge.

'No problem,' he says far more confident than he actually feels and steps closer, one knee on the bed before Robin's even all out of the way.

'No looking,' she says as if she's explaining the rules to a game, 'chest to chest or face in his neck, but you can only use one hand and your eyes have to stay either closed or on him. Seriously no peeking.'

She shuffles out the way to make room for Eddie between Steve's long, also very naked, legs and Eddie swallows quietly before leaning closer.

Steve smells like suncream and grass, a bit like the pineapple they ate earlier before the kids left, and sweat. He smells devine and before Eddie can think clearly, he presses his face into Steve's neck. He feels Steve shudder when his damp lips accidentally meet his sun kissed skin and Eddie feels like he's going crazy. What is he doing? Why is he doing it? Even the slightest touch sends shockwaves through his body. God, he's gone so bad for Steve Harrington.

'Ready?' Robin asks, apparently unaware of Eddie's dilemma or the way Steve's pulse is fluttering like a hummingbird right against Eddie's nose. 'Go!'

He sneaks his right arm around Steve, who jumps slightly the moment Eddie's fingertips brush against his shoulder blades. To keep him still, Eddie's left hand reaches for Steve's waist almost automatically. He doesn't try to focus too much on the way goosebumps spread under his fingers and the way Steve literally whines into Eddie's ear. His right hand follows the scratchy lace, nails lightly scratching Steve's skin, until he finds the hooks.

Thumb under the fabric and pointer and middle finger pressing against it, he feels the first hook opening after less than a heartbeat. For a moment, Eddie doesn't want to open the other two and therefore losing any reason to be so close to Steve.

Steve, who has his nose pressed against Eddie's hair and hand curled into Eddie's shirt, slightly tugging as if .... Well, as if to ask for permission to take it off. Eddie doesn't even know when he had the time to grab for the shirt in the first place.

Eddie moves his hand and the second hook opens. He turns his face, brings a bit more space between them to look at Steve. His cheeks are scarlet, lips shiney with spit and when he opens his eyes after mere seconds of Eddie staring at him, he can see that Steve's pupils are dilated, eyes dark with want.

The last hook springs free and without turning his eyes away, Eddie gently brushes the strap off Steve's broad shoulder. Steve quietly whimpers and pushes harder against Eddie's shirt as if to tear it off his body.

'Eddie', he whispers, licking his lips and Eddie just wants everything Steve is ready to offer.

'Ohhh okay, I think I'll leave you two alone', he hears the slightly panicked voice of Robin and then a door opening and closing.

And Eddie leans in...

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@steddie-week Day 1: Secret relationship

What does rockstar Eddie Munson get up to backstage?

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steddie sex tape. Steddie taking explicit Polaroids. Steddie filming themselves masturbating. steddie having physical recorded evidence of their sexual relations. Just something like that I guess idk

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Rockstar Eddie Munson going out to the bar with the band after their opening night of tour and sees the most gorgeous bartender he’s ever seen.

He’s so charismatic and laughing and just making conversation with everyone in the crowded bar, striking smile and flirtatious winks.

Eddie’s tipsy, bordering a drunk state by the time the bar is tapering off, no more than 4 people in barstools — not including him and the band.

Steve — it’s what his name tag says — is rinsing cups at a leisurely pace, floppy brown hair bouncing with each movement he makes.

Before Eddie’s drunk mind can stop his mouth, he blurts out,

“I’m no waiter, but I’ll take your tip”

And before Eddie can throw back the rest of his drink, slam a hundred dollar bill down and scram, Steve cracks a half smile.

Without even sparing a single glance at Eddie, he casually slips out,

“The thing is … I’m a balls deep kinda guy,” Before picking up the stack of glasses and making his way to the other end of the bar to put them away in the cupboards.

Eddie’s dick kicks in his pants before scribbling his number down on his receipt with a tip that would’ve let steve take the rest of the month off of work.

Before he makes it outside the bar, he gets a text from an unknown number with an address,

Better be there in 20.

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I'd even sell the Bimmer

Spiralling into a midlife crisis at age 21 and annoying your friends with your shitty attitude isn't a good look, but it's not Steve's fault life sucks, his dick is broken and Eddie Munson looks good in fishnets and heels.

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truth, dare, spin bottles you know how to ball, i know aristotle

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Wrap Me Around Your Finger

Steddie | Explicit | Complete

“Hey, it’s fine.” Steve’s hand twitches like he wants to reach out assuringly, but can’t because Eddie’s boner is right there. “That… kinda happens when I do this with the guys on the team too. Just part of getting a massage.”

“The whole team, huh?” Eddie feels delirious as he blurts out, “Slut.”

Before he can clap a hand over his stupid mouth, Steve laughs and shoots back, “Virgin.”

Or, Eddie gets worked up when Steve rubs his sore muscles, but Steve doesn’t mind.

Ao3 Link

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happy day 2 of @subeddieweek !!

thought I’d break my non-writing streak and contribute a small little post for today.

prompt: cockwarming

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Steve loves seeing him like this.

Completely blissed out of his mind, cheeks flushed red, puffy lips stretched wide, spit running down his chin, glassy eyes blown wide.

Even better when Steve’s currently busy. He works from home on Wednesday’s and always has an hour long Zoom meeting talking about the rest of the week’s to-do list, and anything that might need to be done on Monday.

So here he is, sat at his desk while one of his other co-workers is speaking, not paying any attention to the man on his knees under his desk.

“So if we cap the budget at, let’s say, eighty thousand, do you think that would work, Steve?” One of the voices addresses him.

And Steve? Completely normal. As if the wet, hot mouth around him isn’t there.

Steve moves to rest both of his elbows on the table, shifting his body by scooting up in the chair more. Which causes Eddie to gag and gargle quietly around him.

Under the desk, Eddie’s eyes slam shut at the sudden movement of Steve’s cock being pushed even deeper into his throat. His throat convulses around the tip, a pitiful wretch coming from him. He blinks a few times in succession to clear his vision of the new tears.

Eddie whimpers at the feeling of one of Steve’s hand cradling his cheek as if to say, Good boy. Doing so well for me.

Eddie’s knees have gone numb from the countless minutes he’s been under the desk. His jaw, too. He wouldn’t be surprised if he got lockjaw.

Eddie knows Steve, or someone, is talking, but he doesn’t know what’s being said. It’s all just a hum around him. His head feels light and the only thing he needs to focus on is the cock stuffed down his throat and being good; not making any sound and to just sit there and take it.

Eddie looks up at Steve through blurry eyes and whimpers. He looks so good.

He’s wearing his glasses today. He usually does when working from home. He’s in a business casual shirt, but completely naked from the waist down since the Zoom can’t see.

Eddie subconsciously notices the flush on Steve’s cheeks and the very slight sheen on the base of his neck. Eddie takes that as a silent token of pride. Steve runs a hand through Eddie’s hair without looking at him, keeping his focus on the computer monitor in front of him. He digs his fingers in and tugs.

It’s all playful, but Eddie’s dick doesn’t catch that part. It throbs in the air, Eddie’s hips give an involuntary thrust.

But he’s quiet. He doesn’t make a sound.

Because that’s what Steve told him to do; it’s what he was taught.

All he knows is that his lover will take care of him soon in whatever way he decides for him. Until that moment, though, he needs to sit on his knees with a stuffed throat, waiting and dripping.