18+ "but that's just it, mr. wheeler. you're not paying me for sex, you're paying me for my discretion. your money isn't what makes me wet, sir. your money is just what ensures i don't run and tell the tabloids about how hard you make me come." she needed money, and he needed a half-decent fuck that didn't blab about their sexual exploits to the press before he could even put his dick away. the solution was simple - he would pay her not to tell a soul about the dirty, depraved things he did to her. his dick would stay wet and his reputation clean, and her bank account would stay full and her needs would stay beyond fulfilled. see? simple. ... but growing more and more complex with every moment spent together.

Mike Wheeler is used to people liking him. Eleanor Hopper definitely does not. She's sarcastic, impossible to read, and somehow always ready with an eye roll whenever he speaks. So when Mike needs a fake girlfriend to survive the world's messiest breakup, El should be the worst possible option. Instead, she says yes. Now there are rules, public appearances, accidental jealousy, way too much hand holding, and a growing problem neither of them seems willing to talk about: maybe pretending to be in love would be easier if they actually hated each other.

He hates her world. She hates his attitude. Now they're forced to date each other. Trapped in a six-month fake dating contract to save both their careers, they must smile for the cameras, post couple goals, and pretend they don't want to kill each other. Except the more time they spend together, the more the hate turns into something far more dangerous: tension, temptation, and terrifyingly real feelings. (Mileven au)

in which, el hopper pretends to date mike wheeler. (smut warning)

in which mike wheeler get dared to ask out the weird theatre girl. (smut warning, heavy topics and lower case intended)

18+ "you're scared of what you don't know, mike - of what you don't understand, but i could make you understand. i could show you." mike wheeler and el hopper live two completely different yet ever intersecting lives. after growing up together in hawkins and unconsciously steering clear of one another for years, their paths cross... and intertwine... and bend... and eventually his "path" is deep inside hers. once he gets a taste of her "path" - of her life - he's feigning for more, and she's all too happy to indulge him in her unrestricted, raw way of life.

she drowned out her trauma in pink and teddy bears. he drowned out his with cigarettes and alcohol. when they're two worlds collide, suddenly they didn't need anything else. smut warning short story 6.26.22 7.8.10 watercolor eyes - lana del rey cover from pintrest

18+ you know what this is.

in which; he needed a tutor and she needed something in return.