Adding To Some Of My Other Stranger Things Rants, If You Like Steve Harrington Or Billy Hargrove.....don't

adding to some of my other stranger things rants, if you like steve harrington or billy hargrove.....don't say shit about eddie munson. y'all are just pressed that eddie's become more popular than your homophobic and racist faves, there I said it. let's not forget about how billy is literally confirmed to be racist asf and abusive, and steve referred to jonathan as a "queer" in the first season.....just bc he's bestie's with robin does not mean he's all of a sudden not homophobic, the "hetero men being bestie's with lesbian women but homophobic towards gay men" trope has been a thing for YEARS and he's probably only okay with it because they get to talk about girl problems together anyways 😭

as someone that is suicidal and has been since I was like, 11 years old, it pisses me off to the MAX when people say shit like "there's so much to live for! life is so beautiful! if you just stay here, you'll see!" like.....no there's not, no it isn't, and I've waited for years now and things have gotten worse. so stop with the fucking guilt tripping and manipulation, life isn't gonna be amazing for everyone and it's not something that everyone is gonna want, either. same with the people that say "oh well I'll miss you, I love you" when you say that nobody's gonna miss you.......no you don't, you don't know me, as much as I appreciate the effort. I've evaluated my life, my situation, and even thought of best case scenarios for the future and it's still gonna be just as miserable as it is now and how miserable it's been for the past 15 years I've been alive. and everyone always wants to say "oh you're just being pessimistic, oh you're just being ungrateful, oh you're just young, it'll be different when you're older", I'm just being real about it. out of everything I've ever wanted before, not having to be alive anymore is still #1 on my list, and always will be. the only reason I'm still here now is because of my nephew and because I'm too exhausted and tired to actually kill myself.

hot take: the whole 27 club, every celebrity (especially musicians) sells their soul to the devil and pays the price kind of conspiracy is absolute bullshit and disrespectful as fuck. it's 1. just saying that if that person hadn't "sold their soul to the devil" than they wouldn't be dead, like- can't y'all just let people rest in peace? and 2. y'all just don't want to give famous/talented people credit when credit is due, and basically say they wouldn't have gotten anywhere without selling their soul or making some kind of demonic deal 😒.

i don't think literally anybody is gonna see this but if somehow someone does.....does anyone else have mommy issues from their childhood even though your mom doesn't act the way she used to, but now she likes to use the fact that she doesn't cause you trauma anymore and that she's a better person now as an excuse for the way she used to treat you?? does that make sense?? and if so, is it only me??

sorry I haven't been on here in a few days 😭. she's still my favorite but fr tho, if there was gonna be jeid, there were MANY ways it could've happened and been a slow burn from season 1. like, why choose to reveal it like that while jj is married and has children?? that just makes it all messy 😭 like I get the sentiment with them being in that kind of situation and her wanting to get it off of her chest but it's like girl......you're MARRIED and you have children 😃

GOOD

well he'd be right, cuz i hate children 💀 i used to get baby fever all the time, especially with fictional characters but now having a nephew has solidified my distaste for kids and i never want any 😭😭 i love that kid to death but i am not growing a child inside of me for 9 months and nearly ripping myself apart just for THAT to be the outcome lmfao (idkw i felt the need to say all of this but 🤷‍♀️)

Hello! Can you do one where the reader and Eddie are married and Eddie has been asking for a baby for awhile and the reader has been wanting a baby for quite a while as well but decided to keep it to herself until they were financially stable enough, and that causes Eddie to worry that she doesn’t want kids and confronts her about it and they talk about it and he convinces her that they’re stable enough for a baby and it’s Fluffy/ angst with romantic smut I LOVE YOUR WORK SO FREAKING MUCH OMG

“I’ve got to pick up something for Nancy’s baby shower this Sunday,” You sighed, tossing your head back as you realized you weren’t finished shopping like you thought you were.

“Baby shower? Jesus, this is like what...their fourth kid?” Eddie snorted, leaning his arms on the shopping cart handles, “Fuckin’ rabbits, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, well, you seen them in high school.” You snorted, linking you arm with his as you walked through the store to the baby section, “It’s only gotten worse since then.”

“Ew.” Eddie tsk’d.

You looked through the isle of baby clothes. Bright pinks, purples, blues, and greens adorned every corner of the section and you felt an unfamiliar longing in the pit of your stomach. You and Eddie very much looked out of place, both dressed in dark clothing. Eddie himself had a shirt on with the devil splayed huge across the back and you were covered in skulls. It was nearly comical to see.

“What are they having?” Eddie asked, looking through the clothes right beside of you.

“A girl,” you nodded, “So...pinks and purples it is, I guess.”

As you dug through all the tiny infant clothing, you felt that longing hit even deeper. It was unfamiliar and...odd. It was as if you arms felt empty and you longed for something you never knew you wanted. You felt the familiar tug on your heart strings as you watched Eddie pick up a tiny pink dress, ringed fingers testing the softness of the fabric.

“This is cute...I think.” Eddie said softly, holding it up in front of you so you could see.

And it was cute. The pink dress with tiny white flowers against the stark contrast of your husbands dark clothes was enough to make your heart melt.

“I can see you dressing our kids in something like this,” Eddie snorted and felt you tense up, “What?”

“Nothing, Eddie.” You sighed softly and dropped your arm from his, “Just grab that and lets go, yeah? I want to get out of here.”

Eddie stared at you as you walked off in a hurry and felt his heart sink. Suddenly it all made sense. He had brought up having kids all the time and every time, you walked away, tensed up, got pissed, or just plain out stormed away from him. Maybe you truly didn’t want kids with him – maybe it wasn’t that at all, though. He’d never know because you never spoke with him about it. You clammed up and walked away every single time.

You paid for the items, standing silently beside of Eddie the entire time. He didn’t speak to you and you knew he was upset. He had every right to be. That talk freaked you out more than you ever dared to admit. Pregnancy scared you. Not only because of the symptoms, but because it was expensive and raising a baby was even more expensive.

You loaded your car up with the bags and Eddie got in the drivers seat as you pushed the cart back to the cart wrangler. When you got in the car, you could nearly cut the tension with a knife.

“You okay?” You asked quietly but you know what was coming. Of course he was going to be upset.

“You don’t want kids with me, Y/N?” Eddie asked, trying to keep his voice level but yet failing a bit. He was annoyed and it was evident in his tone and expression.

“Eddie, it’s not that-”

“What? Cause you think I won’t be a good dad?” His brown eyes were full of anger, “Because I didn’t have one?”

“I never said that.” You stared at him, “Where is all of this coming from?”

“From you and your actions,” He sighed, “You don’t have to say it. I can tell that’s exactly what you’re thinking.”

“Think what you want, Eddie. But that is not the reason I don’t want to have this conversation right now.” You sighed, clicking your seat belt into place.

“Then what is it?”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now,” you shrugged.

“What the fuck ever,” Eddie scoffed, jerked the car into drive, and sped off as he sulked in the drivers seat.

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You were seated at yet another baby shower of your friends group from high school. This one was a coed. The women were inside the house while the boys were outside doing gods knows what. Nancy and Steve had gotten hitched nearly a four ago and while you were excited for them, and you thought her pregnant bump was adorable, you couldn’t help but feel like you were missing out on things. Everyone was moving on with their lives, getting married, buying houses, having kids, excelling in their careers. And you had all of that except one thing. A baby. And your husband desperately wanted a baby.

And you were starting to think that you did as well.

Things with Eddie were still tense from yesterdays argument. He barely spoke to you the rest of the previous day and when he did, it was to tell you he was going to the bar. He didn’t come back until nearly 2 AM and was drunk when he stumbled in through the door. You got him to bed and as you were pulling his shoes off his drunk body, he looked up at you and sighed softly.

“You’d be a good mom,” his voice was slurred, “You’re always takin’ care of my bullshit...you’d be a great mom, Y/N.”

You were brought back to the present when everyone clapped excitedly over a present Nancy had received. You were happy for your friend, sure, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t jealous. The longing was back inside of you and it was only made worse when you were passed a baby from another friend – Robin’s and her wife’s baby. She was a tiny 2 month old baby, still sort of wrinkly and bald. She fussed a bit when she was laid in your arms and then almost instantly settled down once you started speaking to her.

“Wow,” Robin said, “You’re a natural, huh?”

“I guess so.” You laughed.

When the food was served and the guys walked in, you were still sitting in the back holding the tiny baby as you rocked slowly sideways, patting her bottom as she slept peacefully in you arms.

“What do you got there?” You heard Eddie’s voice from behind you and you turned to see him sitting in the chair beside of you.

“Oh, it’s Robin’s little girl.” You gave him a small smile, “She’s two months old.”

“She’s tiny,” Eddie said softly, resting his chin on your shoulder as he peered down at the baby, “Can I hold her?”

“Yeah. My arm’s dead anyway,” you sighed, watching as he scooped the tiny baby up into his arms.

If she looked tiny before, she looked minuscule now as he laid her against his chest. She stirred slightly but he softly shushed her, gently bouncing her until her tiny eyes closed again and she was fast asleep. You felt your heart melt at the sight of him rocking a tiny pink clad baby. The way he seemed to melt at the sight of her was enough to make you decide then and there that this was what you wanted.

On the drive back home, it was still silent. Eddie drove and you leaned against the door in the passenger seat.

“You’re still mad at me, huh?” Eddie was the first to speak.

“I’m not mad at you, Eds. I just-”

“I know. I know. Babies are expensive and for some reason, you seem to think we can’t afford one. But I’m going to gently remind you that we both have jobs – good paying jobs. I’m working at the garage with overtime. You own your own hair salon. We’re not in high school anymore, baby. We have careers and we own a fuckin’ house now...we’ve kept a dog alive for five years now.” Eddie sighed, “I respect you not wanting kids. I do. But I just wished you’d let me say my side, too.”

He pulled into the driveway and parked the car as you spoke up, “Then say your side, Eds.”

He placed his hand on your thigh as he looked over at you, “I love you, Y/N. And I think we’d make great parents. We know exactly what not to do because of the parents we were given. Our parents were shitty...surely we can learn from that, yeah?”

You patted the hand that was resting on your thigh and nodded slightly, giving him a small smile. And that was that. You followed him into the house, shivering in the slightly chilly night air as he unlocked the door. The dog rushed towards you and Eddie, happy to have his owners back for the night.

“I’m going to go get changed, okay?” You watched as Eddie flopped down on the couch, kicking his boots off as he sunk down in the cushions.

“Mhmmm,” Eddie mumbled, flipping through the television channels.

Before you could lose your courage, you thumbed through your closet and found what you were looking for. The black silk nightgown with the red trim. It drove Eddie crazy anytime you wore it.

After you showered and changed into the silk gown, you took a deep breath and looked at your menstrual calendar and to your surprise – you were ovulating today.

“Okay,” you said to yourself in the mirror, “I can do this. You can do this. You want this, too.”

You walked downstairs and leaned against the railing of the steps and cleared your throat, causing Eddie’s eyes to snap over in your direction.

“Coming to bed?” you asked softly, rubbing your arm nonchalantly.

“Y-yeah,” he stuttered as he looked over at you, catching him off guard with what you were wearing.

You held your hand out to him as he turned the television off and you walked up the steps together, him right behind you. You watched as he sat on the edge of the bed and took his rings off, placing them on the vanity. You walked over and stood in between his legs as he pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side. He was a bit surprised as you bent down and kissed him, holding his face in your hands as his hands came to the back of your thighs, sliding under the fabric of the nightgown.

“What’s all this for?” Eddie mumbled against your lips as he tugged the edge of the nightgown.

“Gotta have sex to make a baby, right?” You shrugged and he immediately leaned back.

“What did you say?” Eddie asked, sightly shocked.

“I...I think it’s time we at least start trying.” You shrugged, “I know I’ve had my...reservations against it but...I don’t know. Seeing you with Robin’s kid today just...ignited something in me, I think? I’ve always wanted them. I just didn’t want it to be something we’d regret once it was done, you know? I didn’t want to raise a kid like we were raised...poor and in broken homes. You just...have to promise me one thing, okay?”

“What’s that, baby?” Eddie asked, fingernails gently scraping the back of your thighs as his big brown eyes seared int yours.

“If I do get pregnant...you won’t leave me.” Your voice quivered and he knew why – and finally understood some of the reservations you had.

He had heard the story a few times. The story of when your mom announced her pregnancy and your supposed dad just walked out and never returned. Even though you never knew him, you were traumatized by that story for most of your life. You were the kid that nobody wanted.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Eddie said as he cupped your chin, leaning up to kiss your lips softly and held up his ring finger, “You’re stuck with me ‘til death, baby girl.”

You bent down and kissed him again, sighing as you felt his soft lips against yours. Tongues brushed against each other and danced in a slow motion as he drank you in, pulling you against him. You crawled into his lap as he leaned backwards on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows as you sat on his lower stomach, knowing he could feel you had no panties on. Soft, sweet kisses and touches shared slowly, taking your time to kiss down his neck and over his chest, kissing each tattoo along the way. He wanted to savor this sweet moment between the two of you – wanted to make it last for as long as possible. The argument from yesterday and the past were enough to make anyone need a gentle moment.

He playfully flipped the two of you over so that you were resting on your back in the center of the bed. He stood up and quickly rid himself of his jeans before he crawled back up between your legs, kissing and licking small trails as he moved upwards. You spread your legs, opening yourself to him, causing the skirt to pool around your waist, exposing your slit to him.

“So fuckin’ beautiful, Y/N. I know I say that a lot, but I mean it...such a beautiful girl.” He mumbled, pressing soft kisses to the inside of your thighs, nuzzling his nose into the juncture of your thigh and your pelvis, the slight stubble he had growing tickling the sensitive skin there, “This nightgown is my favorite on you...you knew that, huh?”

“Mhm,” you gave him a small, bashful smile as he kissed over your lower stomach. Your fingers gently threading through his hair, pulling just a bit on the strands. Each kiss felt like fire on your skin – you were burning with need for him.

He completely bypassed your core as he crawled further up your body, pulling the front of you gown down, exposing your tits. His mouth latched onto your nipple, sucking the hardened nub into his warm, wet mouth before alternating to the other, his eyes locking on yours as you felt his fingers slip through your soaked slit. His eyes locked on yours as his fingers rubbed small circles on your engorged clit.

“Barely touched you, baby.” Eddie mumbled as he leaned up and kissed your lips.

“Need you, Eds.” You whispered between rushed kisses, “Please.”

Instinctively, he reached for the bedside table and you stopped him, a small smile on both of your faces as he laughed at himself.

“Before we go any further,” Eddie asked as he sat back on his knees, “Are you sure, Y/N?”

There was no hesitation when you nodded and said firmly, “Yes. I’m sure.”

He finished disrobing and was back on the bed in between your legs quickly, nudging your legs open wider for him as he settled in on his knees. And for the first time in nearly six years, you felt his bare cock brush over your sensitive slit.

“I don’t think we’ve ever done this without a condom,” Eddie gave you a small smile.

“First time for everything,” you whispered, reaching between your bodies and guiding him to your entrance.

He watched as you guided his cock into you, a surely addictive site. He took over once the tip of him was buried inside of you, pressing himself entirely into your heat. A soft groan escaped his mouth as he felt you from the inside for the first time ever without the barrier of a condom.

He propped himself up on his hands over top of you, watching as he slid the rest of the way inside of him. He laid his forehead against yours, voice just a breathy moan as he whispered, “Feels so good, Y/N...so fucking good, baby,”

Your legs tangled with his as pulled back and then slowly slid back inside of you, a soft moan escaping both of you at the sensation. He set the pace, slow and languid movements as the sounds of his cock thrusting into the slickness of your throbbing cunt filled the air around you. Your legs tightened around him as he angled his hips a bit lower, his cock brushing up against that spot deep inside of you that drove you crazy. His fingers threaded through yours as he pinned them above your head, your legs wrapping around his waist as you arched against him. He was so deep, you could feel the tip of his cock right against your cervix.

His pelvis was brushing right against your clit with the angle he was in and you felt yourself rushing towards the edge, gasping for air as he nuzzled his forehead against yours. You could tell by the way his movements had changed, he was close as well.

You whined in protest as he pulled back, and out, of you. Your thighs felt like jello and you could feel his hands were trembling as he helped you move onto your stomach. It was like a routine, knowing what each other needed and wanted at any given moment without the need of speaking it.

He entered you again from behind, your load moans unavoidable as he bottomed out completely. Your hair was a mess, covering half of your face as his thrusts became a bit more powerful, thrusting into you faster just like you needed as his hand snaked its way underneath you and between your legs, rubbing quickly over the engorged core.

“Eddie,” you panted softly, fingers gripping the sheets as you felt him even deeper inside of you in this position.

“I know, I know, baby.” Eddie panted, “Me too – me fuckin’ too.”

His hips started jerking and his moans was enough to tip you over the edge, your moans and cries echoing off the walls as he finished right behind you. And for the first time, you felt the throbbing and the warmth of his orgasm as he finished, his breath ragged and his moans slowed down now a bit as he pressed his face into your back.

After a few silent minutes, he pulled out of you and watched as you moved to lay back on your back. He watched as a bit of his cum dripped out of you and used two fingers to press it back inside of you, the sight nearly making him hard all over again. He moved to lay in between your legs, his head resting just below your chest as your arms hands cradled his head to you.

“Condoms take away so much,” You mumbled after a few minutes, causing Eddie to laugh softly.

“Imagine how I’ve felt,” he laughed, smiling up at you for a moment before he laid his head back down flat, “I love you, though...sex with a condom was worth it.”

“I love you, Eds.”

“Love you more, baby girl.”