Just about everything I write is NSFW, so enter at your own risk.
Series
Ty's 2022 Kinktober - Requests for Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Arygle, Jim Hopper, 'Enzo', and Jonathan Byers. Nothing but detailed filth.
Grease and Grunge - On hiatus until I finish Kinktober - Nancy convinces your friends to be camp counselors for the summer. It goes sideways when you discover both Billy Hargrove and Eddie Munson are there too⌠and theyâre both set on screwing your brains out this summer.
Mad Sounds - Part 1 - Part 2 - You're tutoring methods for Eddie Munson are unconventional but effective.
Requests
Period Fluff - Eddie Munson
Nightmares - Eddie Munson
One-Shots
The Shepard of Black Sheep - The first time you meet Eddie Munson and the impossible way he flirts with you. Additionally, when he gets caught with smoking with you in the girl's bathroom. Fluff and a hint of angst.
Sex Tape - Eddie produced a sex tape of himself as a dare and it's been circling the student body. There was a surprising reaction among the female population gravitating towards your best friend and its got you curious despite the mixed bag reaction he got. When a little cassest tape makes its way to you... you know you shouldn't... Smut.
Punishments - You and Eddie share an apartment. He kind of acts like an annoying kid brother and you have to pretend like your not head over heels for the goof. Today, however, is a tough day and you come home to him snooping in your room. Light angst and virgin! Eddie SMUT.
Stand Alones
EddiexPregnant!BestFriend!Reader Headcanons - Tbh just a thought that I could find a smooth way to write. I'm old and feeble and my mind is crippled but my depression lately. I just wanna retire by 30, ya know?
the last thing el said to hopper was âiâm not sara.â she gave him back her bracelet. she let him believe she was safe. she never said goodbye to the man who chose to be her father.
she never said goodbye to the mother who took her in when she had nothing, the woman who inducted her into her family with a haircut everyone made fun of but she treasured as her own.
she never said goodbye to the older brother who looked after her in an unfamiliar home, who drove blindly into the desert on the idea of hope that they would find her.
she never said goodbye to her best friend, the only girl who ever took the time to try to understand her, the only girl who wanted to help her learn who she was to herself, the girl whose life she refused to let end before its time.
she never said goodbye to the boys who found her in the woods, the boys who were scared of her at first but who became some of her most trusted friends in the world. the boys who saw her as, yes, a hero, but also as a girl, too.
she never said goodbye to her brother, her twin in everything but genetics, who saved her life as she saved his from the monster who destroyed both their childhoods. she never said goodbye to her real brother, the one who understood her to her core, the one who showed her that the monster was not the family she deserved.
she said goodbye to her sister, after a years-long separation, as she bled out in her arms.
the last thing el said before her final goodbyeâto the first boy who ever showed her kindness, the boy who never quite understood her the way she wanted him to but who cared for her regardlessâwas âi love you.â and she never heard it back.
Because of anyone to say goodbye to- Mike 'Barely interacted with her this season' Wheeler and not her DAD who fought so hard and just had to 'not think about her any more' like WHAT!?
I'm so devestated about conformity gate not being real because of this...
Girl pleaseeee can I be put on your taglist for stranger things, especially for grease and grunge! I've been consistently obsessed with it since it came out
Thank you! More consistent than I. Absolutely!
I am elbow deep in Call of Duty blog rn (John Price has my daddy issues in a chokehold) but as soon as I get the time I'm gonna go back and do it. I have *not* abandoned it. Im just working on 2 books and playing punching bag for a 21 month old.
Thank you tho for letting me know. Everytime I get one of these it reminds me I gotta do it (it def wont be until after the seasons over tho)
Hey folks, if you want to fight back against the twitterfication of tumblr USE IT LIKE IT'S TUMBLR!!!!!! REBLOG THINGS!!!!!! USE THE TAGS TO SCREAM AT YOUR FRIENDS!!!!!!!
My friends dad likes to repeat the same story of trying his son's aderall when he was a kid and immediatly stopped giving it to his son because "That's just coke. Theyre giving coke to kids!" (He'd done coke previously)
My friends dad likes to repeat the same story of trying his son's aderall when he was a kid and immediatly stopped giving it to his son because "That's just coke. Theyre giving coke to kids!" (He'd done coke previously)
Oh, Ty.... this is perhaps not the sexy slutty idea you were probably expecting me to come up with. Before we dive into why I think this would be toxic, lemme just say.... YES. In concept, very hot, the authority, the secrecy, the taboo nature of it all... ugh yes.
.....but.....
TW: Religious trauma, mentions of abuse of a minor, very toxic, manipulation, shameless self-insert, ramblings, not a fic- just thoughts
Note: This is fully a ramble based on my own upbringing, experiences and thoughts. It is in no way meant to offend. If you are sensitive to religious things or the 'misuse' of religion or religious themes, please do not read.
I don't know about y'all, but I process through shameless self-inserts. You have been warned.
It's giving they corrupt each other and would be so toxic but at the same time, it's making me think about this song.
He tries to be morally superior than you. Based on how you speak and carry yourself, assumes you to be a nonbeliever. God doesn't exist in your life. You need to be 'saved'. It isn't until later he learns you walked away from the religion. But that doesn't change the fact that he finds his eyes lingering on the curve down your body, or the way your neck moves when you swallow your saliva, or the way your chest rises and falls with every unconscious breath. You've consumed and corrupted his thoughts. Once he corners you to confront you for 'seducing' him, he learns that he is in fact just as much of a distraction to you.
"I have no time for confessions for I am too busy committing sins."
As much as you two try to avoid one another you cant. What starts as stolen glances turns into meetings in the parking lot behind the Church. Your roommates question why you are always insistent on going for late night walks. You know it's not right. He knows it's not right. He's got so many conflicting feelings about it, and he knows it'll only end in his damnation and your heartbreak.
Over time it's more volatile, he insists that you are a temptress, a she-devil sent to corrupt him. You retort with him using the power dynamic over you. Him knowing if you'd stayed with the church he'd have some authority here. That he's manipulating you and blaming you for his own desires while also accusing him of coercing you (He didn't, you both fully consented to this shit show).
It triggers a deep spiral within you. You were raised a good Catholic girl. Prayed every night, attended Sunday School, went to church every chance you could. Despite your devotion, not even prayer could save you from your grandparents telling you that if you sinned you'd go to hell. It didn't protect you from people you'd trusted mistreating your innocence and naivete. It didn't change that several depictions of religious figures always left you with your stomach swirling and the eerie feeling of something lingering or being watched. Everything you did was wrong it felt like, and nobody could know. Every urge you had from a young age had to stay hidden for fear that if you acknowledged it, you'd be forsaken by God.
"If I'm going down, I guess I'll take you with me."
So when John, in a moment of weakness, uses that against you, resentment breeds. Every time you two get together, it feels like you're punishing one another.
You're his temptation, and he is your revenge. It's sick. It's twisted, but you're both too addicted to stop. Each meeting in that fucking truck of his or in the darkness of night in the seedy motel down the street cracked the ice a little more every time. Eventually, you fall through.
It went down in flames. You abused one another. You used one another. You couldn't play innocent in this. You knew your activities with him tormented him, and while he didn't stop it, you did everything you could to keep him coming back.
It didn't matter that he gave you the most mind-shattering orgasms you'd ever had, or how many times you'd tell him you loved him while running your tongue along his dick. You both knew once it ended, you'd both be left maimed from the entire affair.
Even once it was over, you couldn't deny that a part of him would live in your soul, and part of you would live in his.
He's trying to get you to worship the heavens but instead you worship him. He would totally spit in your mouth one day and yell at you for not reading your daily devotional (you never read it before).
AU where Steve hears that his girlfriend is cheating on him with the town freak but never suspects itâs with his good friend Jonathan.
So now, Eddie had a sad jock at his door threatening to beat him up but like, through tears. A lot of tears. Heâs crying pretty hard and itâs getting really awkward.
Hello, to all my lovely readers. I have once again found the mental fortitude to write! I want to thank everyone for your continued support of this work. It has not fallen out of my thoughts. I had to go on hiatus for a multitude of reasons.
Initially, it was because I got pregnant and when I tell you it was a god-awful pregnancy⌠it was. I was labeled high risk from the get-go due to a what I will describe as a shitshow of health issues doctors can't seem to agree on. Partially a brain tumor (benign, I guess?), partially a hormone disorder they can't seem to figure the cause of that made it nearly impossible to keep anything down. On top of that I had no energy whatsoever and the job I was holding at the time was⌠a dumpster fire. I ended up on bed rest due to blood pressure issues and the fact that every time I stood up I would start early labor. I was convinced I'd start writing again but pregnancy brain is real and apparently takes two years to recover from.
The birth itself was a nightmare (I had a unmedicated, vaginal delivery on the operating table for an emergency c-section and tore three directions). But everyone was safe and happy, (I have some choice words about the post-partum unit though.)
All that being said, I've been working on some personal projects in the meantime to regain the debilitating brain rot that pregnancy gave me so I can give Grease and Grunge it's justice. (Also John Price has me in a chokehold rnâŚ)
Seriously, thank you to all the lovely people who have continued to comment and reread and interact with this story on AO3 specifically. You have singlehandedly kept my love for this going and are my inspiration to finish this. I plan on rereading my work and picking up where I left off. I don't know why the end of Chapter 3 cut off on AO3 but I've got some editing and linking to do on both platforms (tumblr being the other). Thank you, thank you, thank you to all and in light of me digging my heels in to do this I'd like to lay my playlist for Grease and Grunge at your feet. Feel free to listen along!
Who Do You Want - Ex Habit
Love On The Brain - Rihanna
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen
I'll Be Good - Jaymes Young
Habits of My Heart - Jaymes Young
Cloud 9 - Beach Bunny (anyone else think this sounds like Robin?)
Streets - Doja Cat
Baby Came Home 2/Valentines - The Neighborhood
Heat Waves - Glass Animals
Dark Red - Steve Lacy
I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
I Touch Myself - Lauren Ruth Ward
Heaven - Julia Micheals
Make You Feel - Alina Baraz, Galimatias
Often - The Weeknd
Crazy In Love - Remix - Beyonce
Daddy Issues - The Neighborhood
Or Nah - Ty Dolla $ign
Like U - Rosenfeld
Calling My Phone - Lil Tjay, 6lack
Call Out My Name - The Weeknd
Bad Intentions - Niykee Heaton
Scatterbrain - Emei
idfc - blackbear
Pacify Her - Melanie Martinez
Pretty When U Cry - ieuan
Mr. Watson - Cruel Youth
Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez
I know ya'll are waiting for a G+G update. Just to give you guys a heads up, I'm actively writing a novel rn (because life is short).
I'm lowkey obsessed with Task Force 141 and I'm writing the softest romance about Captain Price. So hopefully I'll circle back but since I have the ability to stay home with my baby at this point I'm really trying to check off my bucket list and publishing a book is one of them.
I would like to see more people talk about how jobs treat disabled employees.
I used to prep, wash dishes, and cook at mellow mushroom. I had chronic pain that wasn't NEARLY as bad as it is today, but it was still very debilitating. I told my employer "i cannot stand more than 4 to 6 hours. I CANNOT do shifts longer than this due to my illness." And even though i made my boundaries VERY clear, everyday i worked it was 8 hours at the least and 10 or 12 at the most. I would go up to my manager and say "look i really need to leave, my shift is over, my chronic pain is killing me." And he'd say "we really need to here, you HAVE to push through." And so i did, and after one, ONE month of that job my crps got incredibly worse to the point where i could no longer walk my dog around the block which was .5 miles. I quit, and that was FOUR years ago, and ever since that day I HAVE BEEN BEDRIDDEN AND HAVE TO USE A WHEELCHAIR. It is my biggest regret in life.
My best friend who has seen my whole journey has recently developed undiagnosed chronic pain, and she is in the EXACT same scenario i was 4 years ago. Busting her ass at a pizza place with extreme pain that hurts her so much she tells me "im in so much pain i don't even feel like a person." She doesn't feel LUCID. And her manager and coworkers are saying the same thing "if you don't help us you will let us down, we'll be in the shit."
That job thats hurting you isn't fucking worth it. I promise you no money is worth losing all your physical abilities and never getting them back. Your coworkers and boss do not give a shit about you, so don't you dare suffer for them. They will never understand your struggle and they will never try. They truly think being understaffed is worse than whatever pain you experience. They would rather you permanently damage yourself than inconvenience them. FUCK THEM. DON'T FUCKING DO IT!
I had a job *IN MEDICAL* where I'd hemmoraged and was bleeding internally from a ruptured ovary. I came in the next day because we were short staffed because it was only a half day and they insisted I go to our other location after. I couldn't *STAND FOR 3 DAYS* I hobbled my 20 something ass out of bed to go to the bathroom. Literally couldn't *sit*, *stand*, or *walk*.
Ex Boyfriend Eddie trying to maintain his composure as he glides into you slowly. Not being able to stop the drawn out âFuuck, I missed youâ from falling from his lips as he feels your warmth wrap around him, taking every inch of him, your needy pussy sucking him in even deeper.
âWhat was that, baby? You missed me?â you tease him, a small giggle slipping past your lips.
âDidnât say thatâŚâ he mumbles into your neck making you smile. His teeth sink into your soft skin, pulling a moan from you easily.
ex husband! eddie who still loves you. who still brings you and the kids donuts every sunday. who gives you additional child support for you âto get something nice for yourself.â who sends postcards from his tours, saying he wished you were there. who still wrote songs about you, even including your name so you canât even pretend to be oblivious. eddie ,who asks the kids to talk about him a little more, just to get on your nerves. who looks like a kicked puppy whenever you flip him off after dropping off the kids at his house. who âkidnapsâ your kids randomly in the week, charging kisses as ransom. who brings you flowers when he drops the kids off. ex husband! eddie whoâs working on not being your ex.
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