#@thisusernameisunavailable01

[themeanderingty]

Artwork for @thisusernameisunavailable01 fic It came from beneath Hawkins Labs.

This was a ton of fun to work on. The wings are based off of those of the Indiana bat (Myotis sodalis).

This is a snippet of the scene the art is based off of:

"Not a shadow. A...person? Someone tall with long scraggly and tangled dark hair. They were keeping just as still as Steve was, both of them remaining silent for as long as the room remained dark, like they were participating in a horrible game of chicken. Whatever it was lost as it shifted its weight, and he could hear a weird rustling sound as they moved. Almost like whenever a large bird shook out their wings. A flash of white in the dark as the shape opened its mouth-, Steve caught a glimpse of fangs. Whatever this was in his room had fucking fangs. Steve dove for his baseball bat lying on the floor and promptly froze-, still on his knees as the creature stepped hesitantly forward in the dark."

[becomingfoxes]

𝒊 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓

@steddieexchange exchange gift for Lea! @thisusernameisunavailable01

Read it here ❄💙

[hbyrde36]

Fanfic year-in-review-type-thingy🎉

Hello lovely people 🥂 Here's to another great year of fic, fandom, and friendship in the books! And hopefully many more to come!!

In 2024 I completed 3 fics I began in 2023:

The Crawl (WC: 23,009)

Life is a Game (and True Love is a Trophy) (WC: 73,419)

No Vacancy (WC: 58,586)

I also completed and posted:

Burnin' For You (WC: 7,130)

Honey, You're Familiar (WC: 2,998)

Hellfire Ink (WC: 10,359)

I Don't Think We're In Hawkins Anymore, Big Boy (WC: 17,561)

Times Like These (The Anniversary Edition) (WC: 76,654)

It's Only Forever (WC: 43,574)

As well as various other ficlets, drabbles, and microfics

In 2025 I'd like to complete:

Midsummer Nights (WC: 6,858 and counting)

Fuggi Regal Fantasima (WC: 8,784 and counting)

Caught In The Undertow (WC: 32,564 and counting)

Forever After (un-posted sequel to It's Only Forever)

In 2025 I'd like to start:

haha, nice try 🤫

But really, my WIP ideas folder overfloweth still, even this many years in. I know the Steddie hyper fixation has come and gone for some but i'm still here baby, and I couldn't be happier.

No pressure tags �� @penny00dreadful @pearynice @firefly-party @sidekick-hero @devondespresso

@dreamwatch @thefreakandthehair @vegasol @griefabyss69 @momotonescreaming

@tinytalkingtina @little-annie @steddiecameraroll @thisusernameisunavailable01 @medusapelagia

@eriquin @rocknrollsalad @spectrum-spectre @mugloversonly @mentallyundone

I didn't want to tag TOO many people so please, if you'd like to play along with any sort of New Year post, consider yourself tagged!

Happy New Year, besties, mutuals, and all! 💜

[2jihiir0]

sleaze ch 3 : desperation

commissioned by @lulalulens | fic by: @thisusernameisunavailable01

Read sleaze here !

[hippiegoth97]

Random Steve Thought #1

I don't write Steve very often, but here we go! (also my first time writing daddy kink, so be nice!)

Content Warning 18+ Only, Minors DNI: swearing, smut, established relationship, fem!reader, no use of y/n, pet names, cock warming, daddy kink, teasing, dirty talk, praise, unprotected sex, rough sex

Some tags: @rafeyscurtainbangs @loserboysandlithium @bimbogorewhore @queenimmadolla @keikoraven

@rattkween86 @morning-rituals @slowandsteddie @stalactitekilla @keeksandgigz

@strangererotica @thisusernameisunavailable01 @leelei1980

"Stop squirming, honey. You gotta be patient." Steve says in kind warning, his hands resting on your hips. You've been seated in his lap for the last hour, his stiff cock buried deep inside you. You'd been bothering him earlier while he was trying to work, teasing him and trying to tempt him into throwing his deadlines to the wayside for the sake of pleasing you. Unfortunately, it has backfired more than you could ever have imagined.

Steve made you strip, unbuckling his belt as you did so. He pulled his dick once you took your clothes off, giving it a couple of needy strokes. And then, he made you slowly sink down onto him, eating up the helpless whimper that escaped you as his thick cock split you open. Now here you sit, straddling the thighs of his khakis, waiting for him to let you start bouncing while he types away on his computer.

"Please, baby. I need it. Need you." You whine, your pussy constricting around him for the fiftieth time in this everlasting torture. It's taken everything in you to behave, any little shift Steve makes in his office chair makes you go just the tiniest bit more insane.

"Not yet, I'm not quite finished." Steve replies, too 'in the zone' to really pay much mind to your walls squeezing the hell out of him. It was tempting the first few times to give in and let you ride him to your heart's content, but now it's just a small, pleasurable action that motivates him to get his work done.

"Steve, you're killing me." You whine again, louder and more petulant this time. You decide to play a little dirty, leaning your head forward to start kissing his neck, whisper dirty things in his ear. If he wasn't so focused on his boring spreadsheets, you wouldn't dare to try this. Not if you didn't want to end up with your ass spanked raw, and get edged for far longer than this torment has gone on for. "Can't you feel how wet I am for you?" You ask against the firm skin of his throat, pressing a searing kiss on one of his freckles.

"I can." He answers simply, shifting a little in his seat at you teasing him. If he wasn't so close to finishing this damn thing, he'd be bending you over the desk to dole out your punishment. He allows you to keep going, letting out a muted groan when your teeth worry his flesh into a small bruise.

"Doesn't daddy wanna fuck this perfect little pussy? Hm?" You purr against the shell of his ear, taking his lobe between your teeth. He shivers at your words, making your smile spread. "C'mon, baby. Let me make you feel good. I'll do all the work, and you can get your little project done." You seductively suggest, backing up to meet his eyes. His glasses are perched on his nose, the numbers and columns of the spreadsheet reflected within the rectangular lenses.

Steve looks at you briefly, nodding his head. "Fine. Just don't block the screen." He gives you permission, and you nearly explode with happiness at getting what you desperately want.

"Wouldn't dream of it." You say with a giggle, wrapping your arms around him and laying your head on his shoulder to keep it out of the way. You slowly lift yourself up, gasping at the first motion you've been able to make since you first sank down on Steve's fat cock. You let yourself land on him hard, your ass cheeks clapping together from the force. "Fuck." You moan as his tip hits your g-spot perfectly. You repeat this a few more times, your noises growing louder and more needy with each rough bounce.

"Enjoying yourself, honey?" Steve asks, pressing a kiss to your own neck as he reaches the last few rows he has to fill out.

"Mhm, feels so good, daddy. Love how big you are, how you fill me up." You almost mumble the words, already cock-drunk from sitting in his lap for so, so long. You start to bounce more steadily now, rolling your hips to hit all the right angles inside your cunt. Your orgasm grows quickly deep within your belly, a roaring fire building higher and higher with each passing second. Your nails dig into Steve's back as you ride him, your pace gradually picking up a few strokes at a time.

"That's it, baby. Ride daddy's cock, fuck yourself on me as much as you want." Steve says through a moan, starting to feel the consequences of keeping himself sheathed inside you for so long. He's on the final line, nearly done with his work which feels utterly pointless now. Now, when he has you writhing in his lap like a bitch in heat, hopelessly trying to get yourself off. His fingers type furiously on the keyboard, the ceaseless clacking mingling with the slapping of skin and your beautiful noises.

"I'm getting close, Steve. Need you to help, make me cum, wanna make a big mess for you." Words of pleasure continue to spill from you, your climax nearing closer as you pick up speed yet again. Your muscles work overtime, riding Steve's dick with all your might. You can feel his balls tightening just behind you, he's right alongside you on the journey to bliss.

"You got it, baby." Steve says as he completes his work for the night. He doesn't even bother to close the program, or push away from his desk. The second his task is done, his hands meet your waist with a firm, yet loving grip. He leads you in your bounces, while also thrusting up into your soaked pussy. Your moans and whines only get louder, needier. And they are music to his fucking ears. "Look at me, honey. Watch daddy while he fucks you." He commands breathlessly, sweating through his shirt as his high approaches.

You lift your head to obey him, finding his bespectacled eyes boring into you with intense desire. "So close, so so close. Make me cum, need it so bad. Please, daddy, please, please..." You babble at him mindlessly, your brain completely shut off and only driven by the need to explode with ecstasy. You're almost in tears, clinging to his broad shoulders for dear life while you pound yourselves into one another.

"Keep going, baby. Such a good girl, you can do it. Make us both cum, help daddy make us cum." Steve murmurs back to you, just as drunk on your drenched pussy. The two of you don't stop, holding each other as close as you can, thrusting and bouncing like the world is going to end in the next thirty seconds.

Then, you feel it. The tell-tale signs of your orgasm. Your limbs start to go fuzzy, and the pleasure is almost too much to bear. Your insides begin to flutter, and an inhuman cry is just waiting to escape your lips. "Steve. Don't stop...Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum..." You gasp as you're right on the edge, ready to burst into flames. "Oh, FUCK!" You cry out as the waves of bliss finally wash over you, crashing down hard as your thighs tremble.

"That's it, baby. Good girl." Steve grunts as your walls snap around him so tight, bringing him down right alongside you. "Shit." He hisses as thick white ropes spill from his cock, coating your insides with the sticky cum you crave. A long, low groan leaves him as he rides out both of your highs, thrusting into your pussy harsher and quicker until the pleasure dissolves. His head falls back, a sigh of satisfaction leaving his lips. You collapse forward into him, breathing hard against his shirt. "That's my girl." Steve coos, stroking your damp hair as the bright light of the computer shines down on your glistening body, all fucked-out and pretty, stinking of sex and sweat. Just the way he likes it.

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is: @thisusernameisunavailable01! Thisusernameisunavailable has 85 fics in the Stranger Things fandom on AO3 and 69 of them are in the Steddie tag!

@dame-zoom-a-lot recommends the following works by @thisusernameisunavailable01:

blue skies over suburbia

friday night bible study

be kind & rewind (the only prison I see here is time

dumb, delusional, and maybe a little desperate

it came from beneath Hawkins Lab

"I have yet to read a scene in their fics that didn't end up sticking with me in some way. If you look at their catalog, you'll see so many different kinks, so many AUs, so many degrees of angst. And they're all incredible.

"They don't only write taboo / dead dove subjects. But when they do, they're so good at showing both the appeal of dead dove fantasies, and what the consequences would look and feel like in real life. I have a lot of squeaks, but I'll always at least give my squeak a try if they wrote about it. It's like watching a masterfully crafted train wreck-- beautiful, bleak, and something I just can't look away from." -- @dame-zoom-a-lot

Below the cut, @thisusernameisunavailable01 answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

I have been a fan of Stranger Things since season one. Steve has always been my favorite character, but he never had a ship that stuck with me quite like Steddie. Once I started writing, I couldn't really stop and it brought me back to Fandom culture, which makes it even more enjoyable to create. 

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

I actually don't think I have favorite. I will read almost anything if it's Steddie. I guess I can be a sucker for fix its, and I do like when there are sci-fi/upside down elements to a story too. I like a little of everything. 

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

Oh, I have a lot. Strangers or even Enemies to Lovers is probably my favorite. I also enjoy writing Eddie how I really see him-, charming, in his own way, but a little socially inept and awkward around Steve. Also, liking steddie has enabled me to explore so many crossovers and that has been fun too.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

I have so many. The first steddie fic I ever read, I still love is & it's- that's one romantic poltergeist by appledagger. My newest favorite is from this year's bb- It's Only Forever by Hbyrde.

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

I'm writing omegaverse for the first time, if that counts. It's fun so far 💖

What is your writing process like?

Honestly, I have ADHD. My process is usually…get an idea, write obsessively about the idea until it's done, or procrastinate for several months until I'm finished with it. Sometimes projects die off and never see the light of day ever again (unfortunate)

Do you have any writing quirks?

I write complete first drafts using only my phone.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

My schedule is more like…post three chapters back to back…sit on the rest for 8 months (apologies)

Which fic are you most proud of?

The benefit of not wanting to run away this time. It's older steddie and I put way too many pieces of myself into it, but it is definitely still my favorite project.

How did you get the idea for it came from beneath Hawkins Lab?

I love old sci-fi and horror movies. I also always wanted to write Eddie coming back as a monster. The trope was something I had loved since I first started reading steddie fics, but every time I started one it never came out right. So while I was watching a movie one day I ended up writing the whole opening scene to the fic and in my head, I imagined it in the style of an old horror movie, in black and white. Then it was my entry into the big bang that year, which made me actually finish it.

When writing it came from beneath Hawkins Lab, what was something you didn’t expect?

The fact that at first I had written Eddie as Kas or at least as a vampire. That changed during the writing process and he ended up being more like a Frankenstein esque monster.

What inspired dumb, delusional, and maybe a little desperate?

My insatiable love for Steve Harrington…I feel like most of my PwPs could be derived from that very same reason.

What was your favorite part to write from be kind & rewind (the only prison I see here is time)?

Exes To lovers never gets enough hype and I also got to write a little platonic Eddie and Chrissy, which I adore. I guess I just liked making the boys fall back in love again.

How do/did you feel writing friday night bible study?

Haha…it was a sequel to my kinktober/PriestSteve fic and honestly, I feel like we all need more Priest Steve.

What was the most difficult part of writing blue skies over suburbia?

Setting up the scenes. It's told from Steve's POV but he is an unreliable narrator. You are never really sure if what he's describing is accurate, but you start to believe it too because of Eddie's not so sweet characterization. At the end, even I was asking what just happened.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

Anything under the tag crack treated seriously…also writing Eddie's inner thoughts gives me pure joy. I also loved the AIM chatspeak scenes I wrote for this year's bb fic. 

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

Sure! for anyone who enjoys #metaldeputy (Eddie Munson × Gator Tillman crossover) I'm currently posting soothe, which is a 4 part omegaverse piece. I'm also working on finishing the sleaze series & hope to post another #metaldeputy series around Christmas time. For good ol steddie, I already have a very classic, sharing the bed trope fic planned for the holidays. 

Thank you to our author, @thisusernameisunavailable01, and our nominator, @dame-zoom-a-lot! See more of Thisusernameisunavailable's works featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer’s Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

[metaldeputy]

soothe by thisusernameisunavailable

@thisusernameisunavailable01

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Eddie Munson/Gator Tillman Characters: Eddie MunsonGator Tillman Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Eddie Munson, Intersex, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Omega Gator Tillman, Blind Gator Tillman, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Loss of Virginity, First Time, POV Alternating, Angst and Fluff and Smut Chapters: 1/4

Summary:

Eddie hasn't seen Gator Tillman in close to three years. When he winds up running into him at a bar, he can't help but feel drawn to help the ex-deputy.

Additional little blurb from Chapter 1 under the cut!

"They were going to tear into you anyway. Least now you got a runnin' start." Eddie spat back at the omega over his shoulder. "And what's wrong with you? What sort of psycho strolls down to a bar full of pig headed alphas when they smell like that? I'm not sure if they're looking to kick you around or y'know…literally tear you apart-," To Eddie it was almost too much to be stood so close. Gator's winter layers might've been hiding it while they were sat at the counter, but it was inescapable while pressed up against one another. Eddie actually felt drool pool in his mouth before he gave himself a little shake to focus on the meatheads trying to surround him. "What the hell do you mean by that?" Gator sounded worried all of a sudden. Good timing, Eddie couldn't help but think. That realization could've saved them earlier if the ex-deputy had simply never entered the bar in the first place. "You smell like you're in heat, Tillman. You probably pulled a whole crowd in just by sitting here."

[steddiebbang]

a/s/l?: hey, hwkstiger94 | E | 28k

Author: @thisusernameisunavailable01

Artist: @peachypurr

Beta Reader:  strangethetimes

[Link to Fic] | [Link to Art]

Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Minor One-sided Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Minor Robin Buckley/Melissa

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington's Parents, Nancy Wheeler

Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Alternate Universe (No Upside Down), Alternate Universe (1990s), Meet Cute, Online Roleplay, Friends to Lovers, Coming of Age, Chatting & Messaging, Light Angst, Romantic Comedy 

Trigger Warnings: None

↳ Keep reading below for a summary!

It can't possibly be only five years ago that Steve graduated high-school. 

He wakes up daily still in the mindset that he has something to prove to everybody, yet has absolutely no idea what that something is.

And he gets it- that's the worst part- he gets why his parents have thrown him this ultimatum. But panic isn't exactly a motivator. Not for someone stuck in an endless loop of dead end jobs and broken hearts.

Steve gets a big idea about exactly the wrong thing and ends up finding the one silver lining outside of his suburban prison. 

[steddiebang]

it came from beneath Hawkins Lab | Explicit | 25k+

Author: thisusernameisunavailable / @thisusernameisunavailable01 Artist: @themeanderingty (additional credit, it's their art in the header) Artist: @indibdraws / yourguardianangel Artist: @protosstar

Steve knew that something was stalking him out in the woods. He just never thought he would fall in love with it.

Fic | Art | Additional Art TBD

Pairings: Eddie Munson & Steve Harrington Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Robin Buckley. Ft. Steve Harrington's crappy parents & Hellfire Club Tags: Monster Eddie Munson, Human/Monster Romance, Alternate Universe- Eddie Lives, additional horror/sci-fi theme, Bat Eddie Munson, Soul/Mating Bond, Bloodbag Steve Harrington Trigger Warnings: Descriptions of gore, body horror and other horror elements, not just including blood drinking & transformations. Excessive smut and detailed descriptions of smut scenes. Animal death, including descriptions of Eddie hunting as a monster. Fight scenes between main characters & antagonists who carry firearms.

[little-annie]

In the spirit of celebrating fellow Stranger Things creators 💁🏻‍♀️ @thisusernameisunavailable01

Nearly 80 Stranger Things fics and I think I've read almost every one them. I love the way you write and how you can transform our boys into any universe and make a remarkable story. I've thoroughly enjoyed everything you've written but especially the Love is Blind series. I can't get enough of it and I'm so glad you've continued writing in that universe.

Keep up the great work, I can't wait to see what you come up with next.

[wordynerdygurl]

It's a great fic! @thisusernameisunavailable01 is the author, I believe!!

That hot trashy Eddie x Gator fic being chaptered now, god thank youuuuu!!!

[2jihiir0]

“You really fucking did it-, damn you’re a freak.”

🦇💚🐊

some more Gator x Eddie based on sleaze by @thisusernameisunavailable01 !!

[hippiegoth97]

Random Steve Thought #2

A/N: This one really got away from me, sorry lol. But I hope you all enjoy! And Spencer Reid is up next :)

Content Warning 18+ Only, Minors DNI: smut, swearing, sub!steve harrington, dom!reader, fem!reader, no use of Y/N, grinding, jealousy, alcohol use, light violence, praise, dirty talk, groping, cock stroking (not quite handjob), restraints, teasing, edging, kissing

Some Tags: @rafeyscurtainbangs @loserboysandlithium @bimbogorewhore @queenimmadolla @keikoraven

@rattkween86 @morning-rituals @slowandsteddie @stalactitekilla @keeksandgigz

@strangererotica @thisusernameisunavailable01 @leelei1980

You've been driving him crazy all night. It's his own fault, really. He's the one who insisted on dragging you to this lame party in the first place. Of course, it's a bit hard to skip out on a rager that's being held at his own fraternity. His 'brothers' wouldn't hear of it when Steve tried to give all the excuses under the sun, exams coming up, a headache, a 'hot date' with a girl that most certainly isn't you. He can't have everyone knowing he's been getting dominated by the campus' resident man-eater every other night, especially not the macho men he happens to board with.

So, here you both are, having a totally miserable time. Well, Steve is, anyway. You, on the other hand, have managed to keep yourself entertained until the appropriate time comes for you to slip away to your dorm. You've got a red plastic cup full of fruit-flavored swill in your hand, the other running lazily along the chest of some random guy you have absolutely no intention of sleeping with. But you giggle at his bad jokes, flutter your eyelashes at him, pretend you give a shit about his trust fund. All while Steve watches you from the other side of the room.

Steve knows you don't have any interest in that douchebag, some jagoff from a different frat house, though he forgets which one. But jealousy burns in his chest all the same, his neck heating up as he can't pry his eyes away from the torturous display. It's not fair, he should be handcuffed to your bed right now, begging for mercy as you toy with his leaking cock at a snail's pace for hours, until you finally grant him release down that seemingly endless throat of yours. Steve clears his own throat at the thought, turning his attention to one of his brothers yapping away about some 'big titty bimbo' he banged last night.

The party goes on for a while, music bumping and beers being chugged away as a sea of bodies fills the middle of the floor. You've brought your conversation partner into the tangle to dance, your eyes finding Steve on the outside of the crowd to make sure he's paying attention. Sure enough, you find his gaze stuck to you, his beer can held firmly in his hand as he observes. His lips are tight and flat, it appears you're getting under his skin. Good. You give him a small smirk, before turning away to focus on your prop of the evening.

The man puts his hands on your hips as you begin to move to the music, firm and possessive right off the bat. You despise men acting like they own you, almost as much as you hate frat parties. But you play along, pretending to be the demure little flower you most definitely aren't. This is all for Steve, to show him what he's missing. For now. You turn yourself around in the man's grip, pressing your back into his chest. Your arms reach behind to wrap casually around his neck to keep him close, leading him to grind with you to the beat of the awful music that's blasting through the speakers.

You close your eyes, getting lost in the moment as you imagine Steve dancing with you instead of this asshole. It's absurdly easy to picture him behind you, holding you tightly as you roll your hips in perfect sync. His strong hands wander over your body, grazing over your tits through your dress, all the way down to your thighs. There's no feeling of ownership in his touch, just admiration. You grind against your stand-in a little harder, quickly noticing his cock poking into your ass. It's not nearly as big as Steve's, which is sadly breaking the illusion for you. You suddenly realize just how stupid this all is, breaking out of the man's grasp. Steve is who you truly want, punishment or not, and you've been here long enough to make a clean exit with him now.

"Hey, where you goin'?" The man asks, stepping forward to reach for your arm.

"Home." You say curtly, snatching yourself away from his grasp.

"What? We were just getting started!" He says angrily, continuing to approach you. "You can't get me all riled up like this, and just walk away!"

"Actually, I can." You say with a laugh, turning to push your way through the crowd and find Steve.

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" The man yells, drawing the attention of a few drunk partygoers. He grabs hold of your arm, pulling you towards him roughly.

"Let me go, you creep!" You shout, smacking him across the cheek. Your nail scratches his flesh, making him bleed a little.

Steve's been watching this entire time, which hurt like a bitch, at first. To see you grinding against some other guy, when it should be him. His heart nearly leapt out of his chest when you quickly became bored, obviously more interested in finding him and getting the fuck out of here. Of course, your choice in dance partner isn't the type to take 'no' for an answer. Steve's been waiting, thinking you can hold your own. You've told him many times that he doesn't need to 'swoop in and save you', and he never disagreed. But in this moment, it seems you could use some assistance. And he's more than happy to oblige. He cuts through the crowd, heading straight for you.

"Hey, asshole!" Steve says to the jerk who's holding you captive, finding your gaze for a moment. He gives you a subtle nod, and you return it. The other man turns, still gripping your arm so hard it hurts. Without another word, Steve socks him right in the face, sending him to the floor. A few people take notice, though they quickly return to partying after a glazed-over glance at the man on the ground. He'll be fine, they collectively tell themselves. "C'mon." Steve says, taking your hand to lead you out of here.

"Thanks for that." You say once the two of you are outside, ready to make the journey to the dorms.

"Of course." He nods as you start to walk down the sidewalk. "Look, I know you hate all that chivalry stuff-" He starts, but you cut him off.

"No, it's fine, really. You only stepped in because you had to. I'll let it slide...just this once." You say with a giggle, earning a chuckle from his as well.

"Noted." Steve says agreeably.

The trip to the dorms is relatively short, the campus isn't exactly huge. Your feet are very thankful once you reach the brick building, however. The heels you've been wearing haven't exactly been broken in to your liking just yet. You lead Steve to your room, turning the key in the lock and kicking your shoes off once you're inside. Your roommate is out for the night, staying over with her boyfriend in the boys' dorm across the street. Steve sheds his own shoes, and you're on him in a second afterwards.

Your lips press into his hungrily, your hands resting on his chest as you lead him backwards toward the bed. Steve hums against you, already melting into that delightful, fuzzy headspace you've built just for him. A damn kiss really shouldn't affect him so much, but yours are like nothing else he's ever experienced. He falls onto his back as he knees his the edge of the bed, with you climbing on top of his lap while refusing to let him catch his breath.

"Have you learned your lesson about dragging me to bullshit parties, Stevie?" You ask as you pull away, gazing down at him with piercing eyes.

"Yes. I promise, I'll never take you to one again." Steve responds instantly, unable to hide his need for your approval.

"Good boy." You purr, giving him another brief kiss while you grab hold of the hem of his shirt. He sits up for you, and you lift it over his head. The shirt finds its way to the floor, leaving his heaving chest in full view. You admire his gorgeous muscles for a moment, running your hands along his torso. "I will say...it was a little fun to make you jealous. Even if it blew up in my face." You speak softly.

"It worked. I can't stand to see you with anyone else." He replies, his cock already straining beneath you in his jeans. Less than a minute and he's rock hard, that's got to be a record.

"I know, baby. That's why I did it. The look on your face was priceless." You roll your hips over him once, drawing a low groan from his lips. You can practically feel his dick throbbing under you, aware of how desperate he must be to be touched by you. But the fun is just beginning. "Tell me what was going through this pretty little head of yours when you saw me with him." You command as you cup his cheek, your words whispered into the dim light of the room.

"I felt sad...and angry." He starts, earning another roll of your hips against his crotch. His breath catches, his eyes not daring to leave yours. "I know we're not, like, officially together. But I like you so much, and I like what we have." He pauses, realizing how cheesy this sounds.

"So do I, my sweet boy." You coo to him, grinding on him once again. You let out a small moan, the friction making a rather sticky mess of your panties. "Go on, tell me more. Were you thinking about me?" You ask, guiding him further into submission. You want to hear all the dirty things inside his head, what's got him so riled up so easily. It can't all be from your charms, though you'll admit you're quite talented at turning people on.

"Yes. I wanted to blow off that stupid party, and be here with you instead." Steve replies, watching as your hands reach for his belt now. You slowly undo the buckle, expecting him to keep talking. "I thought about you handcuffing me, like you always do." He says through a groan as you give him another small reward of your soaked pussy rubbing along his stiff cock through annoying layers of clothes. You slide his zipper down its track, and he tries to keep his mouth and his brain on the same page. "I thought about how good your mouth feels on me, how wet and warm it is. And -fuck, the way you tease me for what feels like hours." He explains as you finally take his leaking dick out of his jeans and briefs, fisting it roughly in your hand.

"Yeah? You like the way I get you all worked up, 'til you're nearly screaming for me to let you cum?" You question with a wolfish smile, watching the way Steve's brows scrunch into each other and his mouth falls open. You pump his length in your hand, his precum already drooling down to your wrist in a sticky trail.

"Yeah, I love it...so much." He whimpers as you squeeze him hard, making more pearlescent fluid spill out in a helpless dribble.

"Is that what you want me to do to you tonight, baby?" You offer, hoping he says 'yes'. The way he's trying so hard not to squirm, and the pathetic noises he's making are getting you wetter by the second.

"Uh-huh." He nods frantically, his breath coming out ragged as you stroke him rougher and faster. He knows you're only bringing him right to the edge, without letting him fall over it. That won't happen for a good long while. And that's exactly the way he wants it.

"Anything for my good boy. Get the cuffs for me, and we'll get you nice and tied up." You order, releasing his dick from your grip. He whines at the loss, but obeys your instructions. He locates the handcuffs, giving them to you and laying down to get in position. You straddle his thighs as you click the cuffs in place, the links stuck between the slats on your bedframe. You gaze down at him one final time, his cock still out, stiff and dripping all over his mound of hair and stomach. "Look at you, already such a mess." You tut, cocking your head to the side teasingly. "Let's see how much messier we can get."

[2jihiir0]

until the last whistle blows

MichaelxBaron fic by @thisusernameisunavailable01

This fic has me in a chokehold !!! Read it here

[2jihiir0]

A little sketch inspired by the Eddie x Gator ongoing fic sleaze by @thisusernameisunavailable01 on ao3. I’ve been consumed by it lately and had to drawn them !!!

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[hippiegoth97]

This isn't even vaguely writing related, but I'm having some feels today. The tiktok ban in the US has gone into effect. At first, I was annoyed when it was seriously becoming a thing. And then I got so fucking angry, I was ready to burn some shit down. And now I'm just...sad. I've met so many wonderful people on tiktok, learned so many new things. I've become aware of numerous issues both domestically and overseas that matter to me, seeing things other apps would NEVER dare to show me. I've found tons of new artists to listen to, or follow elsewhere to look at their wonderful drawings, or read their amazing fic. I've found delicious recipes like you wouldn't believe. I've watched the cutest animals play and thrive and get all the love they deserve. I've seen all the silly trends with the silly sounds and filters. I've watched edits of all my favorite characters. I've seen some of the most amazing cosplay in the world. I've found community. I've found friends, which I never expected. Call me 'chronically online', if you want. It's probably accurate. But it feels like I'm losing this massive part of myself, something that keeps me connected to my fellow humans like no other platform could dream of. I'm going to miss it so much. 💜

Tagging some of the lovely folks I found on there, forgive me if I don't remember everybody. Some are moots, some are not: @rafescvntyclubgf @loserboysandlithium @thisusernameisunavailable01 @mysticalstar30 @amandahobblepot @applejaax @azrielgreen @alittlelyon @stalactitekilla and countless others I'm sure 💜