#*st

[hawkinsunderground]

working on this instead of finishing my other 91782481730 wips. ft. Will's s5 curly bowlcut

#i think i might actually finish this one #byler #byler art #mike wheeler #will byers #my art #st #haha just realized I forgot to add a watermark #oh well

[thali-lemmonpie]

Kisses ❤

#my art #star trek #s'chn t'gai spock #spirk #space husbands #james t. kirk #st #k/s #aos

[putting-eddie-munson-in-places]

you should put him in Steve's bedroom 👀

every steddie fanfic at some point:

#eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #st #stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie in places

[cuips-not-cute]

keep it open, eddie. good boy.

for @subeddieweek day 3: wet🖤

#cuips draws #st #sub eddie munson #subeddieweek #sub eddie week #LOOK STEVE LIKES WHEN HE GETS ALL SPITTY OKAY #AND HE WILL PHYSICALLY HOLD HIS MOUTH OPEN TO GET HIM THAT WAY!!!

[withacapitalp]

Nurture

For the STWG prompt "Nurture" We talked a little while ago about serial killer Wayne in the server....and I'm still obsessed

On the third day. Eddie came home. 

When no call for a manhunt came out, when no angry mobs stormed Reefer Rick’s place looking for Eddie’s head, when there wasn’t even a whisper of anything in the news, there was no other option. He didn’t even bother to try and sneak back into the trailer, just walked in and stared dumbfoundedly at the completely normal looking room in front of him.  

“Where…is she?” Eddie asked.  

No bloodstains, no disgustingly distorted corpse. No Chrissy.

Just his uncle, standing at the sink, washing his hands. 

“Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere safe.” Wayne muttered, continuing to rinse under the steaming hot water, not bothering to turn to look at his nephew, “What exactly happened?”

“I didn’t- I don’t- I would never-” Eddie stammered, trying to explain the unexplainable. 

“I know that, boy,” Wayne cut in, effortlessly silencing Eddie’s rambling as he turned around, wiping his now clean hands on a washcloth, “I know you better than anyone. You would never have done anything like that. You ain’t like me.”

Eddie’s breath escaped in a huge shaking sigh, and he immediately ran straight for Wayne, barrelling into his uncle’s arms and burrowing his face into his shoulder. The tears he had been holding in since Chrissy’s death came hot and heavy, Eddie’s entire body shaking from the force of grief that was finally being allowed to escape his body.  

He had been so scared. So sure no one could ever believe him. 

But Wayne understood. Wayne had always understood. Wayne knew him better than anyone. Wayne knew Eddie would never have done anything like that. Wayne…

It was then that the last sentence his uncle had spoken finally registered in Eddie’s brain. 

Eddie stiffened, slowly pulling back and looking at his uncle in horror. 

“Like you?” 

#Eddie munson #Wayne munson #serial killer Wayne munson #st #stranger things #st drabble #wayne and eddie #stwgdailyprompt

[artbean]

THE BALLAD OF EDDIE MUNSON’S BATTLE VEST

by @hawkinsleather

"Go on," Wayne nods, urging him to close the blades and make his first cut. He does it slowly and nervously. The scissors are sharp and cut into the thick fabric like a hot knife into butter. He's more confident with the next cut and soon enough he's cut all the way round back to where they started. He admires his work. It's not perfect, there's tiny scraps of the sleeve still hanging off, probably from the places where he had to open the heavy scissors for the next cut.

"Good job, Eddie," Wayne says.

my fourth and final piece for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang! loved working on something centered on wayne nurturing eddie. be sure to check out the fic!

#eddie munson #wayne munson #eddie and wayne #eddie munson fanart #eddie & wayne #stranger things #st4 #stranger things 4 #the munsons #stranger things fanart #young eddie munson #strbb #st #strbb 2024 #lexidoodledoo #2024

[fuctacles]

Marital bliss

For @subeddieweek Day 3 | E | 1430 | cw: misogynistic roleplay | content warning banner by @cafekitsune | please tell me if I should add a tag | this is wild so bear with me as i try to explain what I just wrote:

pwp, marriage roleplay but its the 50s, wife!Eddie, free use-ish, objectification, degradation, 24/7 dynamics, conservative marriage dynamics, a hint of brat Eddie for funsies

With another loud clang of the dishes, Eddie was starting to wonder if he should be worrying about the well-being of their kitchenware. Steve would probably be disappointed in him if he broke a plate just because of his slippery fingers. And he wouldn't want to disappoint him. 

It is fun to make him angry sometimes, but that anger comes from a place of love. Not disappointment. 

He tries to put the mug he just rinsed on the rack, but his hand misses, and it lands sideways. He focuses extra hard to put it upright. There were only a couple of plates left, thankfully, so he started scrubbing on them with determination to get done as soon as possible.

"You missed a spot," Steve grunts into his ear, with a particularly hard thrust of his hips. 

Eddie presses his lips together, his grip on the plate tightening.

"Well, you're missing a spot too," he mumbles, unable to help himself. 

Steve freezes. 

"What was that?"

Uh oh.

Eddie's dick twitched while his blood turned cold.

"Nothing," he says innocently, doubling down on cleaning the plate.

Steve doesn't share his sentiment about their tableware, seemingly ready to buy all the plates and dishes that need replenishment, because he pulls him in without a warning. The movement impales him on his dick, getting it impossibly deeper. He whines, balancing on his toes.

"Do you think you deserve it? You're not done with your chores." Steve points out, rolling his hips, and massaging his insides. "Finish the dishes, and I'll think about it."

Eddie gets scrubbing, but that was the wrong move.

Steve bends him over the sink, hand on the nape of his neck. Eddie yelps. His feet are barely touching the ground and the edge of the sink is digging into his hips. 

"Understood?" Steve asks, his voice firm.

"Yes, honey," he manages out. But Steve doesn't let him go, so he angles his arms to reach the plate again and finish cleaning it. He works quickly, aware that if he keeps this angle for too long, his arms will cramp. 

"Good, keep going," Steve praises him, and the words fuel his movements. All the while, his husband’s hips make minuscule movements, just there to remind him about his position. 

"Done," he says soon, planting the last two dishes on the rack. But behind him, Steve clicks his tongue. He freezes.

"Are you sure?"

Eddie scrambles for what he might have done wrong. He knows he needs to find the answer quickly.

"It's like you don't want to get fucked," Steve coos behind him, hips stilling. He's on the verge of disappointment and Eddie can't have it. He's staring at the stray grain of rice in the sink, begging for answers. 

I shouldn't be here, idiot, the rice tells him.

So he turns on the faucet, gives the sink a thorough swipe, and puts the sponge away. 

"How about now?" he asks, the cocky idiot inside him rearing his head out once again.

His answer is a rough push forward into the sink that pushes the air out of him. He scrambles to grip the edges of the sink.

"Perfect, if not for the attitude," Steve tells him. He pulls out of him and slams back in, finally hitting his prostate. He wheezes, choking on his own tongue. "Do you want to be rewarded or punished? I can't tell anymore." He hasn't picked up the pace yet, making shallow thrusts that barely stimulate Eddie. He huffs.

"You're the boss here, you tell me."

Steve pulls him up by his hair and Eddie stumbles back on his feet and into a tight embrace, Eddie's naked body against his clothed one.

"You just don't want to think for yourself, do you?" Steve scoffs. "Want me to do everything for you, huh? Put the food on the table and buy you nice clothes while you clean and cook and get fucked. Is that what you want?"

Eddie was starting to get lightheaded, but he forced himself to swallow and push out some words.

"Mhm. Wanna be a good wife for you."

"Good," Steve growls into his ear, and he sounds satisfied with the answer. Eddie's dick perks up at the praise. "It's all you're good for anyway. Slaving away at home while I'm making money. Thinking of my dick while cleaning the toilet."

Eddie whines, slipping further and further into that sweet space where he was just a hole for his husband to use and fill up.

"Yes, love your dick," he admits breathlessly.

Steve hums into his ear and brushes away his hair to press gentle kisses on his cheek, and his neck, the touch a stark contrast to the scene so far. 

"I think you deserve a treat for all the honesty, don't you?" he asks, but there's something in his tone telling Eddie it's a trick question. He scrambles to find the right answer.

"Uh," he licks his lips. Where did his brain cells go? "I deserve what my husband wants."

A smile stretches against his cheek, and he gets a soft kiss for his words.

"That's the right answer, wifey. And I want to fuck you like the stupid whore that you are."

"Thank you, thank you," he says reverently as he's being bent over again, his face almost hitting the faucet, and fucked into another dimension. 

He grips the metal rod in front of him, mewling at every slam into his prostate, at every move pushing his dick against the cupboards below him. He can feel the bruises forming where his hips are pressing against the counter, but all he thinks of is his husband's pleasure. He wants to be good for him. He keeps the house clean, meals ready and his hole prepared for use whenever Steve feels like slipping in. Be it for relaxing after a day of work, punishing Eddie for neglecting a chore, or rewarding for a tasty dinner. Eddie would do it all with a smile because he loved being there for him. He loved his husband, simple as that.

It feels faster than it is, but his husband comes deep inside him, with a quiet growl right against his ear. Eddie sighs at the feeling of hot seed inside him and pushes his ass up when Steve pulls out and smears the head of his dick around his entrance, making a further mess of his hole. 

"Clean me up," he says, and Eddie turns around on his wobbly legs to sink down on his knees and lick up everything Steve didn't manage to wipe on his skin. He looks up when Steve caresses his cheek and is rewarded with a loving smile. "That's a good whore. My perfect little wife."

Eddie hums with satisfaction, preening at the words. He keeps licking until Steve pulls him away by his hair. He sits back on his hunches and watches his beloved dick get hidden back behind a wall of denim.

"Now, now, stop pouting." Steve tuts, swiping a thumb over his bottom lip. "Up you go, it's your turn."

Eddie needs help getting on his feet, but thankfully, his husband doesn't mind. On the contrary, he seems to find Eddie's useless state amusing.

"My little rag doll," he chuckles as he hauls his wife onto the counter. 

Eddie whines at the feeling of cold stone against his bare and aching ass. He gets a soft kiss on his dazed smile and braces his husband's shoulders when he dives between his legs to finish him off. 

He hits his husband's throat once, twice, before letting out a silent scream of pleasure. Steve doesn't let any of it spill out, like all of his wife was precious and worth keeping. He looks up at him lovingly, kissing his thigh.

"My favorite dessert," he says, making Eddie giggle. He stands up and moves his legs to wrap around his waist. Eddie's grip is weak, but he braces his ass, knowing he can hold his beautiful rag doll up. "I bet you're tired from doing nothing all day, huh?" Eddie nods with a pout. "Want to join me for a nap?" he asks and gets an enthusiastic nod. He turns around to carry him to the bedroom, but Eddie makes a tiny sound of protest.

"What was that?"

Eddie whines.

"Gotta clean," he slurs, eyes focusing on the sticky imprint of his ass on the counter.

"Don't worry about it, honey. I'll get it in a second," Steve promises, turning to kiss his nose. "You're off duty until round two."

#steddie #subeddieweek #sub eddie week #cj x subeddieweek #sub eddie munson #steddie smut #mine #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #ff #st #stranger things 4 #steddie fanfiction #steddie ficlet #steddie fic #steddie ff #brat eddie munson #dom steve harrington

[steveharringtondaily]

STEVE HARRINGTON in STRANGER THINGS

1.05 | chapter five: the flea and the acrobat

#by blue #gif #s1 #steve harrington #steveharringtonedit #st #stranger things #stedit #usermaguire #usersen #usertiny #userspacey #usercilla #userallisyn #userbuckleys #userbanana #strangersource #strangerthingsedit #useremz

[fryeswiththat]

Nothing will ever hit as hard as MIKE, in addition to the audience, thinking that Will's speech in the van was a feelings confession. Then getting slapped with "tell her; you're the heart" from Will later on. Thinking Will feels the same only to get crushed hours later

#byler #st #stranger things #I gobble this up for lunch dinner and breakfast #THIS is the kind of miscommunication that I can get behind #they're in love your honour

[goddammiteverythingstaken]

no you dont understand I need platonic stobin cuddling I need stobin cheek kisses I need stobin getting married for tax benefits AND cause they want to I need stobin attached at the hip I need stobin being each others number one wingman I need stobin living together I need stobin making coffee for each other in the morning I need —

#Stranger things #st #stobin #platonic stobin #platonic otp #steve harrington #watcher #robin buckley

[killadelphias]

working on my fic where will has electricity based powers and it is sooo fun to incorporate that into the mundane, the slice of life of it all. esp thru his relationship w mike. if you don't think they would pause from making out in the kitchen to geek out and discuss the scientific reasons why will's powers are setting off all the appliances, & excitedly plan how they can later utilize their discoveries before going back at it, then idk what to tell you. that's sooo them. 😎✌️

#they're just so... bizarre. nerdy besties in love. pleaseeeee #love a will somewhat unable to regulate his powers when emotions get intense. ahhh. #not finding the will & mike dynamic you want? write it yourself!! #byler #st

[maxmayfielddaily]

"yeah, well boyfriends lie. all. the. time."

Stranger Things 3.02 | chapter two: the mall rats

#s3 #maxmayfieldedit #max mayfield #userbanana #userallisyn #tuserjess #userbeopi #usersen #usertiny #stedit #strangerthingsdaily #strangersource #stladies #tuserrae #st #stranger things #usermaguire #userspacey #usercilla #userbuckleys #by blue #gifs

[monzter3nergy]

nah I had the wildest dream last night, last night I had this realistic dream where my mom found my $h on my wrist and found my bl@des I use and sent me to the psych ward, scariest dream ever, woke up immediately ☠

#$h tw #$h tumblr #$hblr #$elf h4rm #$elf harm #slef harm #self harming #slef harn #s3lf harm #s3lfharmm #tw s3lf harm #s3lf harn #self h@te #self h4te #self h@rm #sh cvt #tw self h4rm #cvtt!ng #i wanna cvt #i want to cvt #cvtaddict #tw self destructive behavior #tw self destruction #self destruction #cvtting addict #st

[putting-eddie-munson-in-places]

Can you put Eddie at the Abby Lee Dance Company?

he’s a great dance mom

#eddie munson #st #stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie in places

[thali-lemmonpie]

"There is a whole galaxy out there. Full of people who will reach for you. You have to let them. Find that person who seems farthest from you, and reach for them. Reach for them. Let them guide you."

#my art #star trek #s'chn t'gai spock #spirk #space husbands #james t. kirk #k/s #st #tos #aos #mirrorverse #kid au #genderbend #genderswap #pre reform au #t'hy'la #I'll never do a video again what a pain #but they cute

[mroddmod]

'86, baby!

#stranger things fanart #stranger things 4 #stranger things #st #st4 #stranger things 4 fanart #fanart #eddie the freak munson #eddie munson #steve harrington #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #modsisawesome #mods draws #mods art