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JOYREN WEEK 2026 | July 4th - July 10th
Totally inspired by a post by the user JopperWeek (who are creating an awesome idea by dedicating a week to Jopper), I thought it would be really fun to celebrate Joyren for a week! Why July 4th? Because that’s the day that they had their cute interaction at the festival in season 3 (and it just so happens to be rounding the corner.)
To celebrate our favorite Hawkins moms, I created a week’s worth of ideas including ideas for fanfics, fan art and edits. And if there’s anything else you’d like to share about Joyren, share it! And you obviously do not have to follow the specific prompts and ideas I wrote. These were just the few that made the cut (I have so many more) that I figured I’d use as examples. Prompts and ideas at the bottom of post, NSFW Warning ‼️
This is my attempt to revive Joyren. Come on. They’re too special to let go just six months after the finale.
So share all of your wonderful Joyren creations and thoughts using the tag #JoyrenWeek ! 🍷
۫ ܸ ❤︎ ׅ ۫ sucking on janet's tits ໒ྀི⠀ ⁺
cw. 18+ mdni. plot twist ⎯ while she talks you through it. 𝑓!reader. obviously sucking on janet's tits. dommy mommy janet & subby reader. janet's refers to herself as momma & mommy. nicknames (baby , honey). teasing. praising. fingering (reader receiving). for my baby @cinnamoncunt
nothing but the sounds of muffled whimpers and gentle praise fills the four walls of the bedroom.
"that's it, baby," janet's voice is honeyed warm as a her hand comes to smooth down your face, the repetition of the action causes your eyes to flutter shut, "take what y'need, mama's got you." the reference of the name to herself has your thighs shifting beneath the silky sheets, an attempt to get any friction you can.
and it doesn't go unnoticed by her. narrowed eyes bounce between where your lips, plump and glossy from your own saliva as you suckle at her nipple to where the lower half of your body hides. evident that your greediness is once gain overtaking you, your hips rocking and knees protruding from the sheets from you're pushing your thighs together helplessly.
janet's free hand takes the hem of the sheets and yanks them back to where they flop back lifeless at the edge of the bed. revealing you rubbing thighs in all their glory, sleep shorts ridden far up that they're no longer visible to her eye-line.
"got a problem, huh," her tone tipping on the edge of condensation causes embarrassment to spread throughout you, stilling you legs now attention brought to your neediness, "unt uh, don't stop now."
pulling off of her breast with a pop, "it's not enough," you mumble, barely able to meet the older's eyes.
"it's what? can't here you, honey," the hand that was soothing down the side of face dips and takes hold of your chin, "gotta speak up f'me, y'know i don't understand mumbling," she expresses, the gentle disciplinary reminder alone has your toes curling.
upon releasing your chin from her grasp, it gives janet the time to appreciate the beauty. you're in her arms, in her bed, at her mercy as you're still staring up at her with hazy eyes, with your lips still swollen from her allowing you to toy with her breast at your interest, and a mess in between your thighs that's all hers.
"janet," you whine, dragging out her name. her gaze snaps back to you, quirking her eyebrow up, "need you," it's said less whinier and a little more softer, but you made sure that it's said clear.
this is her favorite game. "what d'you need, baby?" she knows the answer is clear as day, but she can never not play with you a little. getting you all worked up and frustrated until you decide the ache is far worse than the embarrassment of telling her what you need.
whines only ensue, "need you," squirming, antsy from janet's antics, "touch me, please," it came out far more desperate than a plea for your pleasure, and the squirming only causes the friction you need oh so bad.
"touch you where," she asks, voice seductive and teasing as her hand raises to swipe a finger across your swollen lips, "here? d'you need a kiss?"
when you shake your head the woman acts offended for a short second, "oh, okay well," hand traveling down before it rest just over your covered breast, the small sleep tank leaves nothing to the imagination as your nipples are already pebble beneath the tank, "touch you here?" she asks again, her pointer finger and thumb taking a hold of your clothed nipple to pinch and roll lightly.
pressing your face into janet's chest to stifle your small moans, you hand wrapping around janet's to push it away. both overwhelmed and underwhelmed by the pleasure not coming from where you need it most. "no," you croak out from against her chest.
the same hand that toyed with your nipple snakes down past your breast to your naval to hover just above your clothed mound. "you gon' tell mommy where you need her so she can help you?"
your chest heaves, a shaky hand comes down to cover janet's moving both further down to rest over your clothed cunt, bucking your hips when the heel of her palm press against the dampness. "here," you're helpless, mind completely gone other than the need to have janet's hands on you.
"wasn't that so easy?" she teases, knowing that telling her what you need from her still makes you flustered, "don' worry i'm gonna take care of you." her head dipping down to the crook of your next to place a string of kisses along your bare shoulder.
her hand slips past the band of your sleep shorts and is immediately met with the sticky mess between your thighs. "no panties?" teeth lightly grazing your shoulder before nipping at it, "so filthy," she purrs as her middle and ring finger draw steady circles against your clit.
"please," both a whisper and plea, the waves of pleasure quickly overtaking your senses.
"i know, jus' relax," she soothes, fingers traveling to your leaking hole, circling it just as she does to your clit a few times before sinking a digit into your heat, shushing you when your whimper turns into a desperate moan as your head lulls back.
and upon adding another finger the sounds that filled the bedroom only became more obscene between your moans and squelches from your pussy as janet's fingers pump in and out.
turning your head, eyes barely open from the ecstasy of janet's nimble fingers and the bump of her palm against your swollen bud when your cunt sucks her fingers back in. but instead of leaning against her chest, you latch back onto one of her breast again. leaving sloppy kisses right before taking her hard nipple in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the bud, drawing a few low hums from janet.
your hole contracts around janet's fingers, "almost close?" again, she asks a question she knows the question to, but it's confirmed when you give a small nod, still attached to her breast, letting your eyes flutter shut once again this night, "cum f'me when you're ready, honey," keeping her pace the same to get you to your peak.
and it doesn't take long until your body stills, mouth unlatching from janet's breath allowing it to fall open into a silent moan. hips bucking and eyes screwed shut when you're tipped over the edge of release, closing your thighs around janet's hand.
"there you go," she coos against the shell of your eat, removing her slick covered fingers from your ruined cunt, but keeping her palm pressed against your cunt as you fall down from your high, "did so good."
her free hand caresses the back of your neck, toying with your little baby hairs before squeezing to signal you to peel your eyes open. looking back into janet's brown eyes, you're met with nothing but warmth and love, a coy smile on your face just before she dips down and connects your lips in a tender kiss.
©sweeterners 2026.
(18+) ━ Your gf fucks you at a party ꫂ᭪݁ cw : fxf, exhibitionism, fingering, cunnilingus
The party was loud and crowded, but the second her eyes locked on yours from across the room, everything else faded. She was leaning against the wall, drink in hand, staring at you like she wanted to devour you. You held her gaze, heat pooling low in your belly as she slowly dragged her tongue over her bottom lip. No words. Just pure, filthy eye-fucking that had your thighs pressing together.
Minutes later, a light touch on your waist made you jump. She was behind you. “Bathroom. Now,” she whispered in your ear, voice low and commanding. You barely made it inside before she locked the door and pushed you against it. Her mouth crashed into yours in a hungry kiss, tongues sliding desperately as her hand shoved up under your short dress.
“No panties?” she smirked against your lips, clearly pleased. Two fingers slid through your already soaked pussy, teasing your entrance before pushing inside you without warning. You gasped, gripping her shoulders as she started fucking you with them, deep, steady strokes that curled perfectly against that spot inside you.
“Been wet for me all night, haven’t you?” she murmured, lips brushing your neck while her fingers pumped faster. The wet, obscene sound of her fingering you filled the small bathroom. She pressed her thumb to your clit, rubbing tight circles as she fucked you harder against the door.
You moaned loudly, hips rocking desperately onto her hand. She kissed you again to muffle the sound, biting your lip as she added a third finger, stretching you around her. “Come on my fingers, baby,” she growled, curling them just right. “Let me feel this pretty pussy cum.”
The filthy words and relentless pace sent you over the edge. You came hard, thighs shaking, biting down on her shoulder to stay quiet as your walls clenched and pulsed around her fingers. She didn’t stop until you were whimpering and oversensitive, then slowly pulled her fingers out.
But instead of letting you go, she dropped to her knees right there on the bathroom floor, pushed your dress up to your waist, and buried her face between your thighs. Her tongue licked a long, slow stripe up your dripping pussy, savoring the taste of your cum. She moaned against you, the vibration making you jolt. “So fucking sweet,” she whispered, before diving back in, sucking greedily on your swollen clit, tongue fucking into your soaked hole like she was starving for you.
Your legs trembled violently as she ate you out with filthy enthusiasm, two fingers sliding back inside you while her mouth worked your clit. The sounds were downright pornographic; wet slurping and her soft, hungry moans mixed with your barely stifled whimpers. You came again within minutes, harder this time, hips grinding against her face as pleasure ripped through you.
She kept licking you through it, cleaning every drop until your knees nearly gave out. Only then did she stand up, lips shiny with your juices, and kiss you deeply so you could taste yourself on her tongue. “We’re definitely not done yet,” she whispered with a smile.
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Sometimes I think about how everyone Steve loves the most hated him at one point. He looks at Dustin laughing in his passenger seat and remembers they only hang out because he was the last option available in an emergency. He’s having platonic soulmate time with Robin and remembers that she spent the whole course of their Scoops time absolutely hating him and thinking he was the annoying popular guy who peaked in high school, and they’re only close because they got kidnapped together that one time. Eddie tells him he loves him and all he can think about is the terrible things Eddie used to say to his friends about Steve Harrington back in high school, and knowing that he meant them
18+ women who sweet talk your pussy
She settles between your thighs like she has all the time in the world. Her hands gently push your legs wider, and she leans in, pressing a slow, warm kiss right against your pussy. “Hi, beautiful,” she whispers, lips brushing over your clit. “Look at you… already so wet and pretty for me.”
She drags her tongue up your slit in one long, lazy lick, humming softly at the taste. “Mmm, there’s my favorite girl. So soft and sweet.” She kisses your clit again, slow and intentional, before sucking it gently between her lips. You twitch, a quiet moan slipping out, and she smiles against you.
“That’s it,” she coos, voice low and affectionate. “You like when I kiss you here, don’t you? My sweet, needy little thing.” Her tongue circles your clit, then dips down to push inside you, fucking you with slow, deep strokes while she keeps talking.
“Always so eager to let me taste you. I could stay right here for hours… just kissing and licking this pretty pussy until you’re shaking.”
She makes out with your heat like it’s her favorite thing in the world; slow, wet, open-mouthed kisses mixed with soft sucks and gentle licks. Every time you moan or roll your hips, she praises it. “Good girl… making such a mess for me. You’re doing so well.”
When you finally come, she stays right there, kissing you through every pulse, murmuring soft, sweet words against your oversensitive skin until you’re trembling and breathless. Only then does she crawl up your body, lips shiny, and kiss you so you can taste yourself on her tongue.
She smiles against your mouth, eyes warm. “Love talking to her,” she murmurs. “She always listens so nicely for me.”
hi there!! idk if ur currently taking requests so dw about responding to this if ur burnt out :,) but i was wondering if you would be open to writing an nsfw fic for karen wheeler, preferably with karen referring to herself as mommy and strap use (either karen or reader receiving)?
(also i love ur work so much and hope you’re doing well!!)
hi!! i’m still taking requests dw!!
karen wheeler x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, strap usage, mommy kink
a thick aroma settles in the bedroom, intoxicating you with karen’s pungent perfume. dior poison, the bottle is cast askew on the bedside table, the culprit behind why the room stunk so strongly of dark berries and jasmine.
you could hardly breathe the scent was so thick.
karen looms over you, her thighs comfortably straddling yours as she peers down. her gaze is pointed, eyeliner sharp and lips deliciously plump and rouge.
“what’s the matter, baby?” she drawls, leaning forward even closer. she was teasing you and you knew it, speaking in that low, sultry voice— punctuating every syllable slowly whilst pouting those irresistible lips directly in your face. you recognised how condescending she was being, but honestly, you weren’t complaining. “is mommy’s perfume too strong?”
all you can manage is a pathetic whimper below her, your hair a disheveled mess on the cream pillows. you’d spent countless nights with karen, but still you grew embarrassingly nervous every time.
karen fakes a dramatic, pitiful pout down at you. her hands slither up your arms, encasing your shoulders and rubbing slow, soothing circles. “that’s okay, baby…” she pauses, head tipping to the side in faux sympathy. “i know just how overwhelmed you always get.”
“sorry, mommy.” you whisper shamefully and karen instantly coos.
“mm, no. what did i say about saying sorry all the time, babygirl?” karen hitches a brow inquisitively, not even giving you the chance to answer. she sighs wistfully, “i’m sick of you being so… pliant all the time.” she stares at you thoughtfully for a moment before straightening as an idea hits her. “maybe it’s something i can… force out of you.”
not even a second later, karen’s already stripping herself of her nightgown. she tosses it aside casually, not even glancing at it when it lands to the carpet in a silky heap. she then turns to you, delicate fingers hooking in your underwear as she gently pulls them down. her fingertips are icy and bony against your warm thighs, earning countless shivers in their wake.
eventually, you both are bare on the bed and karen towers over you, strap-on curved upwards and brushing lightly against your lower belly.
karen smirks at the sight and decides to nuzzle her cock closer, watching as you tense adorably beneath her.
her eyes drop casually to your entrance, studying, “gosh, y/n… so wet and i’m not even inside yet.”
slowly, she slots her hips against yours and allows her cock to press gently against your pussy. the tip drags along your soaked clit and you’re wreathing in an instant. karen slaps your thigh gently in response, stilling you.
“still, baby.” she mutters softly, starting to slide her cock in. “mommy’s gonna push in now, okay?”
the strap-on is deliciously thick and its length is perfect. she pushes it in all the way, watching as you whine, until her hips finally meet yours. karen resists a purr at the sight of you so sweaty and needy beneath her, impaled on her cock so prettily.
“mm, you always look so gorgeous when i’m inside you.” karen comments casually, starting to rock her hips back and forth.
her cock slides in and out of your dripping hole, squelching noisily with every loving thrust as you start to involuntarily clench around her. karen recognises your tightness by how she has to increase her thrusting pressure. her hands slide to your hips to stabilise herself as she starts to fuck you faster.
“you’re doing so good, darling…” she mutters, voice starting to become breathy.
you can’t manage to formulate a response as you lay beneath her, eyes transfixed solely onto her breasts— watching, unblinking, as they bounce alluringly with every slam inside your needy pussy.
karen notices your blatant staring and she smirks triumphantly, moving one hand up to squeeze seductively at her breasts. you moan softly at the sight, head tipping back as you tighten impossibly around her relentless cock.
she chuckles lowly, amused— eyes gleaming with mirth. “staring at mommy’s tits, baby?”
“…sorry.”
“no sorry’s.” karen frowns, pounding her hips with much more vigour. wet slaps echo off the walls as she tirelessly ruins you, jamming in and out with increasing intensity until you finally feel yourself start to come undone.
“mmm… mommy…” you whimper pathetically before squirting all over her strap-on. your body shakes with the release, thighs quivering desperately against her.
karen watches, utterly awestruck by how beautiful you look whilst cumming as a result of her cock. a smirk stretches across her face and she moves to slide a hand along your thigh in a soothing, petting motion whilst you come down from your immense high.
“mm, mommy’s good girl.” karen praises in a soft quip, leaning down curtly to peck your sweaty temple.
18+ fxf | cw - scissoring & squirting
The room is warm with the echoing sounds of your shared breathing. She pulls you on top of her, legs tangled together, her hands gripping your hips as she positions you exactly how she wants. You’re both soaked. When your pussies press together, slick and hot, you both moan at the contact.
She starts moving first, slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, grinding her clit against yours in a slick, messy rhythm. The wet sounds of your bodies sliding together fill the room. “Fuck, baby,” she breathes, eyes locked on where you’re connected. “Look at us… so fucking wet.”
You rock against her harder, chasing the friction, your swollen clits rubbing perfectly with every movement. She reaches down and spreads herself open wider with two fingers, pressing your pussies even closer together. The new angle makes you whimper, hips jerking involuntarily. She gasps when you grind down harder, her own thighs starting to shake. “Keep going, just like that. I want to feel you soak me.”
The pressure builds fast. You’re both grinding desperately now, slick coating your thighs, the obscene wet sounds growing louder. She suddenly grabs your hips and pulls you down hard, rolling her hips up to meet you. You come on her first, a sharp cry leaving your lips as you squirt against her, hot and messy, soaking her pussy and thighs.
The feeling pushes her over the edge right after you. She moans loudly, body trembling as she squirts back against you, your releases mixing together in a warm, slippery mess between your bodies. She keeps grinding through it, slower now, dragging out every last pulse until you’re both shaking and breathless. When it finally fades, she pulls you down into a deep, lazy kiss, her hands stroking your back.
“God, I love when we make a mess like that,” she whispers against your lips, smiling. You laugh softly, still trembling, and kiss her again.
18+ : fxf Your girlfriend has an oral fixation, which means:
She’s always got her mouth on you. The second you’re alone, she’s pulling you close, sliding her hands under your shirt so she can latch onto your tits. She sucks on your nipples like they’re her favorite candy, slow, wet, and greedy — moaning softly while her tongue swirls and teases until you’re squirming, begging her for more.
She’ll drop to her knees without warning, shove your thighs apart, and eat your pussy for hours. She gets lost in it, tongue buried deep inside you, sucking messily on your clit, licking every drop like she can’t get enough of your taste. She’ll keep going even after you’ve come, overstimulated and shaking, because she’s not done savoring you yet.
She sucks on your fingers while you’re cuddling, or while she’s fucking you with her strap — eyes half-lidded and blissful as her lips wrap around them. She loves making out for ages too, sloppy and deep, licking into your mouth because she wants to devour you.
And it means when she’s tired but still needy, she’ll rest her head on your chest and gently suckle on your nipple for comfort, humming happily while her fingers lazily play between your legs.
She’s addicted to your body and satisfying her need with her mouth, and you’re more than happy to let her indulge.
i’m genuinely considering taking 65 melatonins. in fact i probably need more. i’m at band camp right now, being stripped of any piece of stranger things media. when i bring up byler, eggs are chucked at my head and they whip me with drumsticks. i do not know a solution to this problem and im upset. i will speak to you guys at my next break. fucking section leader is here
idk if i like transboy eddie munson or transgirl steve harrington more an its burdening me
mike holds will's hand until he falls asleep
four years of steddie