so we all agree "mike wheeler is the heart of the group" is bullshit, right?
we all agree that it is will byers instead right?
in season 1, everyone banded together (and found el) to find will.
in season 2, will was more than happy about max joining the party. but guess who wasn't? mike wheeler.
in season 2, everyone worked together to help will.
in season 3, mike was literally going away from his friend group to make out with el at all given times.
in season 3, we saw will being the only one who stayed till the very end when dustin returned because he missed his friend.
in season 3, will just wanted all of his friends to spend time TOGETHER (because let's be real, will would've been so happy just doing whatever, not only d&d, as long as all six of them were together. just look at how excited he was when they all were about to leave for the hill)
in season 3, will let go of his very rightful anger towards his friends who kept ignoring what he had to say, because he thinks it's for the betterment of the group.
in season 3, will is even willing to let go of his own interests (playing D&D) if it meant his friends would still spend time with him whenever he returned to hawkins next.
in season 4, max, lucas, dustin and mike are literally falling apart because they're all too into their heads (and i don't really blame them here - especially not lucas and max). mike and dustin weren't even that supportive of lucas joining basketball when his reasons of doing so were extremely valid.
in season 4, mike is quite literally having relationship problems with el by not being able to say "i love you" (and the confession scene doesn't seem to have done much either because why is el still not talking to him at the end?)
in season 4, will brushes aside his own feelings for mike and instead focuses on helping mike and el get back together because he loves them both dearly and he just wants to see them happy together.
in season 4, mike only really confesses after will byers pushes him to. shouldn't it have been mike's instinct which "really kicked in" when he sees his loved one is in danger?
will byers is the heart of the group and fuck whoever wrote those scenes because you don't even know your characters at this point.
strictly 18+ only // all content warnings can be found on each link
forewarning: obviously the voices arenât going to sound exactly like the actors / characters so Iâve gone more for how the vibes and attitudes fit with the characters, youâll just have to use your imagination tbh my darlings!!
most of these are intended for female / afab listeners
other than that go wild and happy listening my babies <3
Eddie Munson
cute goofy Eddie learning to dom
blowing shy virgin Eddie at a party
switch! Eddie wants to make you feel good
waking you up by eating you out
more switch! Eddie, dom then sub
pegging tied up Eddie
grinding on him whilst he works
Eddie being goofy and cuddly leading to a makeout session
getting fucked by the dungeon master
listening to Eddie jerk off
Steve Harrington
teasing you (fwb situation)
fucking you in a sundress in the middle of a park
jealous dom Steve
makeup sex with jealous Steve
Steve dirty talking and teasing you
voyeuristic Steve watching you get yourself off
Billy Hargrove
Billy gets you back for being a brat all day
putting you in your place (degradation)
Billy gets possessive when you wear your exâs shirt
you get jealous so Billy reminds you youâre his
Billyâs jealous over your new roommate
Billy commanding and degrading you
Robin Buckley
friends to lovers, sharing a bed
shower sex with Robin
Robin wakes you up to fuck you
your first time with Robin
Robin helping you forget about your boyfriend
spending your day off in bed with Robin
experimenting, your first time with a girl
Robin worshipping your pussy
Nancy Wheeler
morning sex with Nancy
Nancy teaches you how to please her
more morning sex with Nancy
sharing a tent with Nancy
Nancy touching herself next to you until you wake up
Jonathan Byers
trying to be (soft) dom for the first time
needy sub Jonathan
first time with shy Jonathan
Jonathan isnât getting the hint, so you take charge
riding devoted sub Jonathan after a stressful day
link to search website yourself
main masterlist // stranger things masterlist
p.s. I will keep adding more as and when I find them / when theyâre sent to me <3
on that note, if you find any you think would fit the characters please do feel free to send them my way so I can add them to the list!!
Summary: Eddie notices you watching him in class and asks you for your help.
TW/CW: Smut, 18+ only, minors DNI. Thigh riding, grinding, fingering, PIV, ring-kink, mutual pining, idiots in love, possessive!eddie toward the end
A/N: I am down horrendously for this man, your honor
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Ms. O'Donnel's class was kind of a bitch. Even you had to admit it, and you did pretty well for yourself in school.
You had been stealing glances at Eddie Munson all year-- the older, charming, slightly dangerous but all-too-fluffy dungeon master with the best damn hair you'd ever seen.
You came from different worlds and two obviously opposite ends of the social spectrum. Eddie was loud and loved to make a scene, putting his humor on display for any and everyone with no regrets. Whereas you tried to stay to yourself and avoid human interaction to the best of your ability.
That didn't stop what was once your little spark of interest with Eddie from turning into a full on wildfire; vibrant flames that were fanned every time you saw that devilish grin of his.
You had to work hard to avert your eyes as he drummed on his notebook with his pencil, twirling the ends of his hair with his free hand. You'd look away successfully, just to feel your eyes slowly drifting back to him moments later.
His rings caught your eye this time as he played with his hair, the different silver bands catching the sunlight as his fingers bent and twirled around the strands of hair. You had to swallow back the audible gasp that rose in your throat when he suddenly turned his head and caught you staring.
You quickly looked down at your desk, scribbling nonsense in your notebook as if you'd been working away the whole class period - not daydreaming about his ring-clad fingers being wrapped around your throat.
You could feel your heart ramming against your ribcage as you willed the bell to ring, granting you a sweet escape into the sea of people that would flood the hallways, hiding you from the piercing doe eyes that were burning into you now.
You glanced back up momentarily to find Eddie still looking at you, a cheeky smirk sitting perfectly on his face. You blinked a few times, suddenly forgetting how to look away.
Hi he mouthed as Ms. O'Donnel drawled on about the book report assignment, rushing to push out details before the final bell rang.
You lifted your hand and waved discreetly as your cheeks began to burn.
His smile grew wider as he admired your shyness, something Eddie absolutely adored about you.
The bell rang and you thanked the Gods, hurrying to shove your books in your bag and get the hell out of there. You managed to slip out of the class before anyone else, speed walking to your locker to put your things away despite your first thought to just lug it all home to save time.
You shut the locker, your heart practically leaping from your chest as Eddie stood propped against the lockers behind it. You let out a small yelp that sent a chuckle straight through him.
"Didn't mean to scare you," he said as he watched you with an amused grin. "I'm Eddie. We have English together," he says as he motions down the hall.
"Yeah, I know," you say hesitantly. "I'm-"
"Y/N," he finishes for you as he shakes your hand slowly, his cold rings pressing into your hand. "I know," he says as he squints his eyes with a grin.
Your name falling from his lips was a melody you could listen to on repeat. You were a little shocked that he knew your name, but the thought quickly vanished as your focus turned to how intently he was watching you.
You realize you're standing there like an idiot so you throw your bag over your shoulder, trying to appear less like a star-struck loser.
"Well, have a good day," You say awkwardly as you walk past him, taking a deep breath as you feel your nerve endings singe.
"Hey, wait up!" he calls as he jogs up next to you, walking with you down the hall to the large double doors to freedom.
You looked up at him with expectant eyes as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Listen, I'm uh... I'm tanking O'Donnel's class. I really need a D so I can graduate next month," he says quietly, almost with shame in his voice. "Could we, I don't know, maybe study together? This book report is going to kick my ass,"
You stopped in your tracks as you stood outside of the school now, looking up as the sun beamed down on Eddie's frizzy hair. Of course he just wanted help with English. Now that made sense to you.
"Well, I guess I'm free... sure. Why not?" You say, looking down at your sneakers. What did you have to lose?
Eddie burst into an obnoxiously adorable display of excitement, jumping up on the ledge of the stairs to take a victory stance with his arms thrown in the air.
Your eyes were wide as you looked around, feeling the curious, judgmental looks of your peers on you now.
Eddie hopped back down and placed his hand on your back to lead you away from the busy entrance. "Shit, sorry," he whispered as he tried to shield you. You tried to hide the effect it had on you as you felt warmth travel through your whole body.
"Yours or mine?" Eddie asked, turning to walk backwards as he pulled a cigarette out and placed it between his lips to light it. "My uncle is away for a few days, so my place is pretty quiet."
You nodded, a nervousness creeping up the back of your neck when you thought of being alone with him. You mentally shook it out. No, you were just going to study. Eddie smiled as he pulled his keys from his pocket to jingle them, jerking his head to point toward his van.
"M'lady," he said with a dramatic bow as he opened the passenger side door to let you in. You couldn't help but smile, which made Eddie's entire day.
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"So you're tellin' me this man slayed a dragon just to die like right after?" Eddie asked with exasperation, sat on his bed with books and papers scattered all around the both of you.
You giggled and shrugged your shoulders. "Something like that. Maybe we should read it again," you mused as he cocked his head to the side, observing the way your eyes squinted when you smiled really big.
You look up from your copy of Beowulf to catch him staring, the smile dropping from your face as you realized you were sitting in Eddie Munson's bed... With Eddie Munson. It was surreal, to say the least.
"Thanks again for your help," Eddie said as he put his pencil down and stretched, the hem of his Hellfire Club shirt lifting to show his lower belly. You glanced away shyly as you pretended not to notice his happy trail.
You felt a sudden wave of confidence hit as your curiosity nagged in the back of your mind. "So why did you ask me to help you?"
Eddie smiled, looking down at his hands as he spun his rings.
"You're smart..." he said lowly, leaving it open like he had more to add. You waited, and he obliged. "And you're fascinating."
You felt your cheeks heating up again, looking away from him. "I'm not fascinating," you said with a soft laugh.
You felt movement on the bed as Eddie slid his books and papers out of the way, shifting closer to you.
"Look at me," he said firmly, and you looked because, well, he told you to.
"You are fascinating. And you're beautiful. And you are all the things you tell yourself you're not," Eddie said with a raised eyebrow, as if he wasn't backing down until you agreed with him.
You struggled to maintain eye contact as you felt embarrassment rising to your cheeks once again.
He reaches out to place his hand on your face, furrowing his brow when you flinch at first.
"You okay?" He asks softly as you nod, leaning into his touch.
And with that, he leans forward on his knees, pulling you toward him gently to capture your lips in a longing kiss. You feel your head spin with intoxication and yearning, greed filling your senses as you want more, need more.
A soft moan leaves your throat as you lean up on your knees now, pressing your body into his as he wraps his arm firmly around your waist to hold you there.
You break the kiss as you look over his face, his eyes heavy with want as his other hand loses itself in your hair.
"I can't tell you how long I've wanted this," you whisper as he presses a kiss to your jawline.
"God, me too," he says lowly as he kisses your lips again, his fingers running down the side of your neck.
You feel your core tightening as he holds you tightly, his tongue pushing past your teeth to dive into your mouth, swirling around your own as you feel arousal pooling in between your thighs.
Eddie slowly sinks back onto the bed, pulling you down with him so that you're laying on his chest.
He pulls away to run his thumb over your swollen bottom lip, his eyes darker now as you feel his cock hardening against your hip.
"So pretty," he says as he brushes your hair from your face, his eyes scanning over your features. "What's a girl like you doing with a guy like me anyway?" He says with a hushed laugh.
You sigh as you instinctively grind your hips against his, watching as his eyes roll back momentarily.
"Whatever," you laugh, shaking your head as he bucks his hips, grinding his clothed erection against your throbbing cunt, as if to punish you for your comeback.
"You're out of my league, sweetheart. I had no idea I even had a shot with you," he said as you rolled your hips again, a groan slipped out of his throat and his fingers digging into your hips to hold you against him.
"I'm just... shy," you say as you look down at your hands bracing against his chest.
"I know. It's hot," he says with a smirk as he pulls you down to kiss you with vehemence, flipping you over on to your back.
You feel impatient as he slides his knee in between your legs, pushing your skirt up and granting you access to grind down on his thigh. You wiggle your hips, anxious for friction but still feel that empty ache you desperately need him to fill.
"Touch me, Eddie... Please," you whisper, grasping his shirt as you look up into his eyes.
"I don't want to push you too far," he says lowly as his eyes scan your body now. "God, I want you... I don't know if I'll be able to control myself,"
You grab his hand and slide it into your skirt, pressing his fingers against your wetness as you gasp, squeezing your eyes shut.
"I don't want you to," you huff as your eyes gaze up at him sweetly.
It drives Eddie crazy, watching you pleasure yourself with his hand. His mouth falls open as you moan, pressing his digits down on your clit.
"We're gonna have so much fun together, princess," he says as he circles his fingers against your bud, his cock throbbing in his pants.
Eddie's lips crash into yours as he slips his fingers further into your folds, spreading your juices down so he can easily slip a finger inside of you.
"Fuck," you gasp as you throw your head back against the pillow, granting him perfect access to your throat. He sucks a purple bruise into the side, biting gently as he releases the skin, pumping his finger in and out of you at a rhythmic pace.
You reach down and clumsily fumble with his pants button and zipper until you finally make enough room to venture inside and grab ahold of him, hard and throbbing at your touch.
Eddie hisses as you squeeze the base before pumping your fist up and down slowly one time.
"Do you have a condom?" You ask, Eddie quickly nodding as he leans over to find one in his night stand.
He leans back to kick his jeans off before rolling on the contraceptive, an erotic display as he fists his own length a few times to stretch out the latex.
His eyes meet yours again as he gazes down at you: a panting, anticipating mess laid before him. With your skirt pushed up around your waist, he helps you slip off your panties before tossing them off to the side somewhere and letting out a shaky exhale as he leans down above you.
"You okay?" He asks, searching your face with his lovely doe eyes.
You admire his softness, nodding quickly as you pull him in for a kiss. He presses his forehead against yours as he slides into you, gripping the sheets with his supporting hand as your hot, wet entrance swallows his cock.
You gasp as he stretches you open, a mix of pleasure and pain that makes your head fuzzy. Eddie moans lowly as he fills you, lowering his torso down against yours as he bottoms out. He stays still, letting you adjust to him as he slides his arms under your back to hold you.
"You're so tight, baby," he pants, trying hard to keep still so he doesn't rush you before you're ready. "Am I hurting you?"
"No, Eddie, please don't stop" you whine, shifting your hips to feel him move slightly.
Eddie shudders as your walls clench around him, gently moving his hips to see if you're in pain. You squeeze his shoulders, letting out a sound of pleasure that rips straight through his core.
He finally starts to thrust into you, groaning as he pulls out and stuffs himself back in, unable to be still any longer.
He sets a pace that makes you want to drool, lazily snapping his hips so he goes deep deep deeper each time, pulling you onto his cock with his grip on the back of your neck.
"Is this what you wanted?" He asks with a low growl, his eyes roaming your parted mouth and heavy eyelids. "Hm? I saw you watching me in class," he continues, clenching his jaw as he quickens his pace, pulling louder moans from your chest. "But you weren't just watching me... you wanted me, didn't you? You wanted me inside of you, princess?"
You cry out as he slams into you the deepest he has yet, piercing your cunt as he nudges your g-spot, forcing you to see stars as he kisses you jawline. "My sweet, shy girl... not so shy now, are you?"
"Eddie, I- I'm gonna cum," you whimper, your nails digging into his shoulder blades as he pounds you into his mattress.
Eddie lets out a chuckle as he watches you with awe, writhing beneath him. He pumps harder, your eyes rolling back as he tests you to see what makes you tick. "You want it harder, baby?"
You whimper a yes, unable to form anything coherent as you wrap your legs around his hips to get him in even further. He slips an arm under your knee, hooking your leg up over his elbow as he slides even deeper, hitting you at an angle that makes you want to cry.
He's railing you now as you snake your hands into his gorgeous hair, pulling his head back as he lets out a deep groan, encouraging him as he slams his hips into yours.
"That's it, princess, cum all over me," he says as he slips his hand down to play with your clit, his thumb expertly rubbing circles over your sensitive bundle of nerves.
You force your eyes open to look at him, his jaw clenched as he thrusts in and out of you wildly, his eyes focused on your pussy as he watches himself fuck you with knitted brows.
He glances up to see you staring, sliding his free hand up around your throat. You gasp as his cool rings press in against your warm skin, cutting off just enough air that you feel dizzy. You feel your whole body tense as your pussy locks around him, your thighs trembling as you cry out his name.
"Oh shit!" He gasps as your cunt clamps around him. He growls something unintelligible as his thrusts become erratic and sloppy, stopping as he rams into you a final time, shooting his hot load into the condom.
He falls down on top of you as his moans mix with heavy panting, carefully shifting his weight so he doesn't crush you. He lifts his head after a moment, his big eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss as he looks at you.
"That was fun," he says with a chuckle.
"You need help with any other classes?" You ask breathlessly as Eddie breaks into laughter, his head falling back down on your chest. You both giggle as you brush your fingers through his hair.
"You can teach me whatever, whenever," he says as he looks back up at you. You watch as his smile fades, his face becoming more serious as he examines your face.
"Be mine."
Your breath catches in your throat as you give him an appalled look. "What?" You ask with an awkward laugh, thinking he had to be joking.
"Be mine, princess," He says again, his eyes looking over you with possession.
If you are making/reblogging jokes about the Alec Baldwin situation: you are an asshole. âomg Alec Baldwin in his Dick Cheney era đ¤Şđ¤Şđ¤Şâ an actual real life woman was just killed due to unsafe working conditions what the hell is wrong with you
Idea: After the gang rids Nick of Caleb, Julie and Nick become more friendly with each other and spend more time together.
Flynn continues trying to push them in the dating direction because they still don't like the idea of Julie liking, much less dating, a ghost.
Nick takes Julie out for pizza. It's bordering on a date, but it's not really awkward yet because they're just chilling, chatting and eating pizza.
Then another day, Julie and Nick go to karaoke and they're singing together looking into each other's eyes like Troy and Gabriella on New Years and from an outside perspective, it looks super cute and sweet and romantic.
But Julie feels... Nothing. There's no butterflies in her stomach. There's no twinkle in her eye. There's no spark.
She tells Flynn as much, who is shocked to hear that Julie's crush on Nick, who she literally liked for forever, is just gone gone.
Julie continues on saying all she could think about when Nick was singing to her was... Luke.
Reggie and Alex overhear the conversation and, as Jukebox Stans #1 and #2, proceed to lose their entire shit over it and from then on, make more and more excuses to get Luke and Julie alone together for song writing sessions.
The original tweet summarizes it pretty well. Fanfic tends to be popular among certain types of neurodivergent people (aka people most likely to read excessively as a child, and have burnout as an adult) for the same reasons that we tend to hyperfixateâneurochemical signaling (I hope Iâm using that phrase correctly). What I mean is, for people who are really dependent on changes in dopamine/serotonin/neurotransmitter levels, who have low levels or wonky neural reward systems (perhaps the most common types of neurodivergence)âŚpeople like us rely on dependable external sources of those neurochemicals. In order to function, we spend a lot of our free time trying to level out our brain chemistry using things that can reliably bring us a steady stream of joyful moments (rewards) without costing too much of the mental effort that is already in short supply.Â
significantly:Â the investment of reading has to be balanced with a steady âreturn on investmentââand this return has to start fairly quickly. because again, we donât have a lot of attention/energy to invest on tiring things. we have perpetual âlow batteriesâ in that regard.
that doesnât mean these stories are âsimple,â or that they lack complexity or valueâonly that the reward has to come in short regular intervals, and it has to have a low âupfront cost.â these stories are only âeasyâ to read in the sense that the effort we put into them is rewarded in a timely manner. which is why fanfic stories are so perfectly formulated for neurodivergent readersâthey are often beautifully written, but skip a lot of the upfront costs (of introducing new characters, of world-building, of getting the audience emotionally connected to the story elements).
the nature of fanfiction is that the reader has a pre-existing relationship with this world and these characters. thatâcombined with the shorter average length of ficsâmeans that fan fics very quickly start rewarding the reader in a way that traditional fiction struggles to. thatâs not a bad thing! and maybe itâs something more traditionally published writers should be paying attention to.
Fanfic, as a genre, has been uniquely helpful and accessible to many neurodivergent readers who would otherwise struggle to immerse themselves in stories. Iâm glad so many of you have found a way to love and enjoy reading again! The important thing is that you are spending time inside stories you loveâthe way those stories are published or presented to the world is just one detail. The fact that you find joy in the process of reading (or listening!) to storiesâthat is what matters.
a bunch of people have reblogged this with the default âi feel called outâ reactionâŚ.and i know when we say that we mean it tongue-in-cheekâŚ.but this comment sorta blew my mind & shifted my perspective up and to the left a little thank youâĽ
