DJO X MAMDANI goes crazy because wdym djo got mamdani as the voicemail for charlie’s garden in NY?!… I love this man sm
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DJO X MAMDANI goes crazy because wdym djo got mamdani as the voicemail for charlie’s garden in NY?!… I love this man sm

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WIP Weekend | 7.17 - 7.19
It's been a while...
Seriously, it's been a hectic July. It's one of the busiest times of year for my job, so writing has been a struggle recently. Luckily, we are winding down with a lot of the high-stakes projects I've been assigned to, so that means more time and energy for writing!
Easing back into WIP Weekend with an All-SBB weekend! Send me an ask with your favorite Stranger Things GIF for a snippet of my SBB project!
To get you started, here's a snippet of what I've been working on...
they left the party to smoke but now steve is info dumping about sports
Eddie's friends figure out he's dating someone not because he's changed or started acting different in any way. It's because his van has turned into a shaggin' wagon
LOVED the snippet, so for WIP Weekend: 🧶🧶🧶
Have a great vacation!
Thank youuu, I slept in today, spent all morning in my PJs and now it's time to slowly start packing 😎💼🌴
The phone is obscuring his face, hair sticking up all around it like a frizzy bird's nest. It nicely complements his rumpled band shirt, the boxer shorts with the little bats, and his fuzzy Garfield slippers.
Eddie hurls the phone across the room.
Make me write more!

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ccf 2026: day 17 - answering machine
Prompt Day 17: Answering Machine | Word Count: 334 | Rating: G | CW: None | POV: Multi | Pairing(s): Steve/Eddie | Tags: Post Season 3, Post Season 4, Canon Divergence | Read on ao3
September 1985
"Munson Residence. Leave a message."
Beep
"Hey, uh, it's Steve? Steve Harrington? I was just calling to set-up a time to hang with Eddie. Just call me back."
October 1985
"Munson Residence. Leave a message."
Beep
"Eddie, for fuck's sake stop sucking face with Steve. You promised us a Halloween one-shot!"
"Munson Residence. Leave a message."
Beep
"Eddie, dude, you said you'd be at Gareth's house by now. Did you stop to make out with Harrington? Get your ass over here."
November 1985
"Munson Residence. Leave a message."
Beep
"Hey, Eds. I know you sleep like the dead [laughs], but I really need to hear your voice. I'm having a rough time right now. All I can think about is what happened this summer and in '83. [softly] Could I come over to your house? I think I'd do better with you."
🧶 Let's roll into the summer holidays!
It lands in the gap between the mattress and the wall for the second time - he wonders if he could knit something to fill that thing - where it promptly buzzes again.
Eddie considers just leaving it there for the next year or three. Then he remembers he has all of his patterns saved on it and sighs.
Make me write more!
wayne would do it better
for @corrodedcoffinfest day 18 prompt 'wood paneling'
rated t | 768 words | no cw | tags: established steddie, jeff and steve friendship, good uncle wayne munson, slice of life
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Steve should’ve known better than to expect Eddie to be any help with this. He went into it way too confident.
Neither of them are very handy, but he assumed they could probably figure it out. How hard is nailing some wood paneling to the wall?
Really hard, it turns out.
Which is ridiculous because he has all the tools, and he knows how to use the tools, and he even knows how to nail things to other things. They’re two flat surfaces. He can do it.
He thought.
Eddie hammered his thumb within the first 20 minutes, so he’s been putting ice on it off and on for the last hour while Steve figures out how to make a two person job into a one person job when it already kind of was. He should probably call someone.
–
“This is a situation,” Jeff says with his hands on his hips, a mirror image of Steve next to him. “A bad one.”
They have made very little progress, and the progress they have made is terrible.
He’s starting to wonder why he even wanted wood paneling in the living room.
“Is it okay that a nail is sticking out on…one, two, three, four, five of the pieces?” Jeff asks as he tilts his head to the side. “Like, fully out. Take your eye out, out.”
“Hm. No. I think they’re supposed to be in,” Steve says with a sigh. “What are we doing wrong?”
“All of it from the looks of things,” Gareth laughs from the couch, where he’s decided to keep Eddie company during his “injury.” “You could call someone.”
“I did call someone. I called Jeff,” Steve says with a roll of his eyes. “Which I’m realizing is not enough for this.”
“Hey, I never said I was gonna be the answer to your problem. I was just gonna make it less of a problem.” Jeff stares at the problem. “Well, I tried to make it less of a problem.”
The thing is that if they could figure out the nail thing, the panels themselves would be on straight and even, which is good enough for Steve. The nails just won’t go in all the way. Maybe they aren’t the right size for what they’re doing.
“You could call Wayne.”
Everyone looks over at Frankie.
“What? I’m just sayin’ a guy who had to fix everything at the trailer for 20 years probably knows a thing or two about nailing wood to the wall,” he continues. “If anyone could tell you what you’re doing wrong, it’s Wayne.”
Steve snorts. Yeah, that last part is definitely true. Wayne is a my way or the highway kind of guy. He’ll be the first person to tell you when you’re doing something wrong. He’s too far to help in person, but he’s sure if he explains it over the phone he’ll know exactly what to do.
–
“Wayne called us idiots,” Steve says as soon as he comes back in the living room, where no one has moved even though he’s been gone for nearly 30 minutes talking to Wayne. Jeff’s even standing in the same spot, glaring at the wall they tried to work on. “I agreed.”
“What did he suggest?”
“Well, first he suggested not doing any wood paneling. But then said since we already started, we need shorter nails. And we need to go in straight, not at an angle. Which I guess is easy to do when you aren’t level? So he suggested we remove them all and start over.”
Everyone groans. Jeff groans loudest.
“What if you pay him to come do it?” Jeff asks. “He would. Faster and better than we are.”
Steve knows this. He thought about this while he was on the phone with him. But he’s trying very hard to do things on his own when he can. He wants to know how to do this stuff. He wants to be able to fix up his own house that he pays his own hard-earned money for.
His father’s resolution to everything was always to pay someone to fix it: the house, the pool, the car, his legal problems. Steve doesn’t want to be like that.
“He told me how to do it. I’ll show you,” Steve says instead of explaining any of that to Jeff. “It’ll be easy once we do the first one.”
–
Steve wipes the sweat from his brow and smiles.
“Okay, it definitely looks good now,” Jeff pats him on the shoulder. “We did good.”
“Yeah, we did.” Steve gestures to the kitchen. “Beer?”
“Two at least.”
Oh. 𝙊𝙝.
bonus:
-LIVING IN A LUNAR SPELL-
finally i can share my steddie big bang work in collaboration with @mojowitchcraft !!!
here's the link to chapter one of her wonderful story. [ additional art for this fic made by @sourw0lfs ! ]

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i call dibs on the drummer
steddie summer my beloved 🤲🏻
they’re for sure not dating, eddie’s just had enough of the speedos
need him to ruin me actually
Steddie art. I was having a hard time drawing Steve’s hair so I just grabbed an image of a bonnet.
no thoughts head full of joe’s bicep
via goldennataliie on tiktok

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Frankly obsessed with the amount of bathing/washing fics in this fandom, also as a curly hair haver myself, please someone for the love of god give that man a bottle of conditioner
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
nice to meet you, where you been?
Author: flowercrowngods Teen And Up Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply M/M Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Tags: Tattoo Parlor, Tattoo Artist Steve Harrington, Soft Steve Harrington, Soft Eddie Munson, Trans Eddie Munson, Reunions, Fluff, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Modern Setting, Banter, Gay Disaster Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington is a flirt, Platonic Soulmates Chrissy Cunningham & Eddie Munson, First Dates, First Kiss, Tattoos, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts
Summary
When Eddie enters the tattoo parlour that Chrissy recommended to him, he doesn't know what'll hit him. Never in a million years would he have expected the pastel or the minimalistic decor or how really fucking polished everything about this place is. It's like an antithesis to Eddie's entire existence has been created with the makings of this shop. The absolute cherry on top is the man that walks into the room to greet him, though. Because there is no way that Steve Harrington, whom Eddie had the maddest crush on in high school, owns a tattoo shop. No way. Nuh-uh. Not dressed in pastel like he is. Eddie wants to hate it. But he doesn't account for how genuinely amazing Steve is, or how crushing on him is the easiest thing. Really, it's a losing game from the start.