#steves-babysitter

[stvharrngton]

I have Steve thots!

Him taking you from behind and rubbing your other hole to crank the feelings up 10 times more 👀

PLSSSSS omg

i feel like steve loves doggy, loves the way your ass looks, how it jiggles slightly every time his hips collide with your flesh. loves to spank it, to slap his palms gently against your cheeks. loves to see them get slightly redder with every slap, loves the whines you make and how you seem to get wetter every time he does it. like, boy is obsessed with how you feel around him and how he’s able to hit it so deep from this angle. but like. it’s staring right at him with every thrust so he just pops his thumb into his mouth and rubs it over your hole ever so slightly, literally the softest of touches, the gentlest of movements but you just let out this loud, high pitched whiney moan and all the blood rushes to steve’s cock. so he goes in for more, rubs a little firmer this time, barely pressing his thumb inside but the way he’s got you clawing at the sheets, eyes squeezed shut and pussy dripping sends his brain and his mouth into overdrive. one hand firmly gripping your hip as the other continues its movements, his voice rough and low as he says ‘oh, you like that, huh? dirty little thing’ and ‘go on, honey, rub that little clit of yours for me, hm? just the way i’m rubbing this tight little hole of yours’

[werewolfnat]

✨ kingofscoops 3k follower celebration ✨

@steves-babysitter requested ⏰ Stranger Things; 2.06 The Spy

[spicysix]

🔀 with platonic stobin 🥹

thank you for asking!! i wrote another one here if you're interested!

this time i got Night Changes by One Direction and this is actually so cute??

thinking about a post-canon where the party tried so so hard to finally save the world, and they finally did it, and eleven is sure there's no threat to anything or anyone anymore, and now they can finally have normal lives. thinking about robin graduating and steve being the loudest in the crowd when she grabs her diploma, thinking about her taking him to prom and they drink from the spiked punch and they dance and they have fun, carefree because now they get to be. thinking about robin taking a year off because she's so tired of having to be responsible, and thinking about her and steve hopping from job to job, always a combo - hire one get another one as a bonus - saving money for their bigger plans. thinking about them seeing the kids grow, and the other teens leave, and they're loved and wanted but they're not needed anymore, and it doesn't feel horrible, it feels freeing. thinking about robin going to college and steve goes with her, helps her move in to the students dorm, gets a tiny shitty apartment outside campus, and they can't be together at all times anymore but they're still together because they're inseparable - and they have sleepovers every weekend. thinking about them learning who they are outside of hawkins and outside of everything that defined them there. thinking about them getting an apartment together in robin's sophomore year and thinking about them getting to know many other people, and falling in love and getting their hearts broken, but they always have each other's shoulders to cry on. thinking about every single thing and event that happens to them, together and separately, that turns them into different versions of themselves everytime, and how robin loves every steve and how steve loves every robin, and how they came so far from when they were just two scared teenagers selling ice cream in a mall. thinking about them growing up and growing old but never growing apart, because when the world was first created there was a single sparkly little speck of dust that divided into the two of them, and they don't know much about the universe, and they don't doubt that anything is possible, but if they do know something is that they were meant to find each other again over and over and over again. and they always will. they always do

send me a 🔀 and a pairing, and i’ll shuffle my playlist and make an au based on the first song that comes up

[insertcoolnameherethanks]

I’m laying in bed with tears in my eyes after reading all your tags on my fics. 🥹 I am so so so happy you liked them! Maybe this is all I needed to get my ass in gear. Love you!! 🥰🥰

Hey babe! They were so good💕 Can't wait to see what you do next! Love ya 💕😊

[steddieasitgoes]

🎇 and ⚡️

Thank you for asking!

🎇 - What’s your most searched thing on Google?

Idk if you can actually look this up, but I'm going to guess it's this rhyme website I keep googling because I'm trying to write a kids' book!

⚡️ - Do you have any scars?

I have a few, mostly from my pets so nothing too cool.

Get To Know Me

[wroteclassicaly]

Hi! 10 and 33 for the sex asks 😏

Hi, thanks so much! ^_^

10. What’s the hottest thing someone has ever done with you in bed? - I don’t have much experience, but we had consensual face smacking and edging.

33. Have you ever gotten turned on at work (or while WFH)? What did you do about it? - Definitely not at work. I don’t work at home, so no on that front as well. But if I did then probably Eddie, my celeb crushes, Steve, or my real life girlfriend. If it’s at home then I will write about it or get off, but never anywhere else.

Bigger list of sex questions

[babybluebex]

So happy for you! You look amazing and I’m so happy you were able to have this experience 😘

ah thank you! i still have the autograph table tomorrow to see him one last time!

[justafortnight]

Your set list gif sets are breathtakingly gorgeous! I’m amazed by gif creators and your skills are so far into the stratosphere! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

wow thank you so so much! you’re the sweetest 🫶🏻💖

[prettyboyeddiemunson]

4 and 32 for the asks! 😘

4. which cryptyd being do you believe in?

mothman!!

32. do you have a favorite towel?

I can’t say I do!

[hello-sweetheart]

Neat Freak

Steve’s parents don’t make him keep the house spotless. He really is just that clean and when Nancy tries to tell people there like “lol, sure” but she knows.

He’s a neat freak.

When she would stay over she would change into her pjs and make a small bundle of her day clothes on his desk chair, and steve would just. Fold them. Before getting in bed with her.

Doesn’t take long after for the others to realize it.

Robin thought it was just a guy thing, caring that much about their car. Scolding her for kicking her socked feet up on the dash, and leaving crumbs of toast when she had breakfast to go.

But then she visits his house the first time and Robin has never been good at using a coaster, too scatter brained to pay attention where she sets her drink down each time.

Steve, though? Without missing a beat he will move her glass to the coaster. Every time. Doesn’t even break his strike or pauses his conversation it’s just muscle memory by now.

The kids have had their will broken and no longer put up a fight.

Without being told to anymore, they toe off their shoes and hang their coat by the doorway. They don’t even do that in their own home. How Steve was able to get those wild animals house broken? No body knows.

His mom didn’t actually choose his room decor. It looks a bit barren but Steve likes it that way. It looks clean, easier to do so, too. Everything has its place tucked away from sight so it’s not an eye sore.

Even his plaid wallpaper and curtains he chose for himself. He spent all day finding the curtains that matched the closest and he was really proud of himself when found some.

“Steve, buddy, this looks mental.”

“But look,” (closest the curtains to show that even the pattern lines up seemlessly) “you almost can’t even see the difference between the wall and fabric. It’s like magic! It’s cool!” >:(

He’s very meticulous about his appearance. Dustin is absolutely flabbergasted when he sees his full hair routine for himself. Everything must be done a certain way in a certain order every time. It’s routine.

“Three puffs of the Farah Fawcett! THREE!”

“I DID THREE.”

“YEAH, BUT YOU DID THEM WRONG.”

When they discontinue it, Steve has a mini breakdown. He doesn’t like that his very specific and set routine has been broken. He’s convinced he’ll never find a hair spray to replace it. Everybody stocks up on cans of it to try and lower his anxiety.

He just loves cleaning, okay?

Ironing his kakis and polos until there are no wrinkles is so satisfying. Glass without finger smudges is so nice. His closet being organized by color is so efficient. When he’s worried, anxious, or angry he likes to keep his hands busy and it just calms him down going ham on a water stain in the bathroom.

When he hangs out at Eddie’s, he mindlessly starts picking things up here and there. It’s like heaven for him. He sees a mess and just wants to go to town. Eddie doesn’t mind as long as he knows where everything is in the end. He’ll admit that having his music organized alphabetically is pretty convenient.

It’s also a little funny to watch Steve iron his ripped jeans and battle jacket with an iron he brought from home.

“You’re a freak, Harrington.” Eddie has a shit eating grin. Steve flips him off.

“Fuck off.”

[stvharrngton]

Your Steve is just perfect every time! Could I be added to your tag list? 🫶🏼🫶🏼

🥺 thank u so much!! and of course you can <3

[werewolfnat]

✨ kingofscoops 3k follower celebration ✨

@steves-babysitter​ requested 🌈 Winter Calm + The Snowball Dance

[etherealxwitch]

Idk if you’re interested but I’ve written (so far) a three part story about how I imagine finally getting with my boss (smutily) as a reader insert 🫣

oh, count me in! i will definitely be reading it tomorrow! (it’s 12:30am where i’m at)

i’m definitely excited to read this 👀

[ikarakie]

after eddie introduces a demogorgon to one of his hellfire campaigns, the kids get a little squirmy. they're nervously looking at each other and aren't engaging as excitedly as they usually do. when he calls time, he watches dustin rummage through his backpack and produce a walkie talkie.

he watches, a bit dumbfounded, as the kid demands a 'check-in'. all at once, multiple different voices come over the channel. stating a name and then saying 'safe.' ("nancy, safe." "robin, safe." "max, safe.")

"steve?" dustin demands. there's only static. "steve!" a little more frantic this time.

"he left to pick you up." a female voice replies, "he's probably fine. you'll see him soon."

none of the kids look particularly pleased, and pack up hastily. eddie and the other hellfire members all share confused glances. he, more morbidly curious than anything else, follows the little sheep as they hurry out of the school.

dustin is fucking restless as they all stand in the empty parking lot. he won't stay still and none of them are answering any of eddie's questions. and he only gets more confused when a brown beemer pulls in, windows down and playing depeche mode through the speakers. dustin goes to sprint towards it, and he has to hold him by the collar to stop him getting run over.

the beemer pulls up and steve harrington, in all his glory, steps out, frowning. dustin wrenches out of eddie's grip and all but bodies the guy, wrapping arms tightly around his midsection. steve, still looking puzzled, hugs back. lucas and mike trail after dustin.

"we called a check-in." dustin says, a bit muffled from where his face is smushed into steve's shirt. steve goes sort of pale, and- and presses a goddamn kiss to the top of henderson's head before tightening the hug.

"shit, i'm sorry." and eddie believes him. he sounds so guilty. "i meant to replace the batteries before i left. sorry, i'm okay." dustin pulls back and scrubs at his eyes. lucas takes his place, though the hug he gives is more like one of those bro-hugs jocks seem to love. steve smiles regardless. he just ruffles mike's hair, who pouts in response but looks relieved nonetheless.

"asshole." he mutters. "rule four, walkies on at all times." steve nods as the kid half-heartedly waves goodbye to eddie and hops in the backseat of the beemer. lucas follows. dustin seems reluctant to walk around the car, to take his eyes off steve for even a second.

"you wanna stay over tonight?" steve asks, warm and gentle. he folds his arms and in that moment eddie thinks they look sort of like brothers. "robin and me were gonna watch some films. we can call your mom from mine."

the kid nods, looking a bit happier. steve slaps him on the back and motions him to get in the car. dustin swivels to hug and say goodbye to eddie (who sort of forgot he was physically present in this moment) before doing as he was told.

steve turns to eddie. which- whew! hi pretty eyes.

"sorry." he smiles and eddie can't for the life of him figure out what he's apologising for. "they, uh- yeah. them." he gestures vaguely at the car and eddie just chuckles.

"hey, man, no worries." he says, a little breathless that he's having a conversation with the steve harrington. "they okay? never seen henderson look so rattled." steve nods, then seems to think better of it and just shrugs. cocks his hip to the side (stop fucking staring at his hips, munson, lord!)

"they will be." he glances back at the beemer, which is now full of childish bickering. pauses to think and then asks, "you using demogorgons in your campaign right now?"

eddie blinks at him. "yes? yeah. what the fuck- how do you know what that is? what-" steve just laughs.

"long story." there's a haunted look in his eyes before he continues, "just, uh- that's probably what upset them. demogorgons and us- them, i mean-" he waves his hand. "bad memories. hard to explain, but... if you could..." he doesn't need to ask, seems like he doesn't know how or even if he's allowed.

"got it, ill tweak the campaign." harrington smiles at him, something small and genuine, and murmurs a thanks. offers him a fucking lift, which eddie declines, motioning to his van. harrington just nods, tells him to get home safe and then clambers back into the car, yells at the kids to put seatbelts on with all the exasperation of a single dad, and pulls away.

eddie watches them go, having seen a side of harrington he'd thought dustin had been lying about. steve harrington, the caring babysitter, everyone's older brother, a changed man.

he starts escorting the kids to the parking lot more often.

[insertcoolnameherethanks]

For science! 😁

6, 32, 86, and 136

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

• Someone who is genuine. They care about others, are kind, truthful- now of course we all have bitchy moments and I do love someone who can be sassy, but even if they are sassy they are generally good. Also, I love a good smile and pretty eyes.

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

• not gonna lie, but lowkey I may be demisexual. So, no matter if they were the biggest celebrity in the world, I couldn't do a one night thing until I knew them.

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

• it has been years since I watched Finding Nemo. But Gill.

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

•Closed. One more obstacle for someone to get through before they get to me :D

[morganbritton132]

A reporter comes up to Erica on the street and asks, “Senator Sinclair, is it true you are friends with TikToker Eddie Munson?”

Erica, without missing a beat, is like, “I’ve never met that man a day in my life.”

A different reporter asked, “What do you think of his husband, Steve Harrington?”

“I think he can do better.”