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Eobard Thawne - What Did You Do Pt. 2
Pairing: Eobard Thawne x Reader
It had been a rough couple of months. Between losing your family and Barry changing the timeline…things were awful. To top it off, the ‘gift’ Thawne had given you was speed. The speed wasn’t exactly normal though, as it was from Thawnes Negative Speed Force. That being said, you kept it a secret from the rest of the group and opted to training on your own.
“Hey, you okay?” Caitlin asked as the two of you walked into the Cortex.
“I think so…this are getting a bit-“ You were cut off as your eyes locked with none other than Harrison Wells.
He was pinned against the wall by Barry, who was filled with rage. You examined this Wells from afar, instantly seeing that wasn’t Thawne. The look in his eyes was much different, there wasn’t as much evil.
“Barry, let him go,” You snapped, walking towards them.
“He looks exactly like Thawne, I’m not letting him go,” Barry snapped back.
“I’m not him, I’m promise…I’m from another world,” Harrison said nervously.
“And how do we know that!”
“We’re not gonna know if you don’t back up, Barry!” You snapped, as you grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away “please just stop,” You pleaded.
Barry glared at you as he walked back towards the computers. You, on the other hand, looked back at Harrison. He nodded his head, thanking you for helping.
“Why are you here?” You asked.
“There was an incident on my Earth, Earth-2, and my daughter Jessie was taken by a speedster named Zoom,” Harrison explained.
Your heart sank at the name and you instantly felt like crying. If what Harrison was saying was true, another version of your daughter existed on another Earth. Of course it may not be here, but you could possibly see her face again.
“We don’t know that’s true! I mean he looks like Thawne, he’s bringing up Jessie…this could all be a lie,” Barry said, catching your attention.
You thought for a moment, looking between Barry and Harrison. The look and Harrison’s eyes were that of a hurting parent.
“Lie or not, I know what it’s like to loose Jessie…we help until further notice,” You snapped at the team.
“I’m sorry, who put you in charge here?” Barry asked “this should be a team decision,”
“Team decisions went out the window when you failed to tell me about my husband,”
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The team of course decided to help this new Wells and when things turned out to be true, you couldn’t have been happier. Just the thought of seeing Jessie’s face again made you work overtime to get Harrison’s daughter back.
“You seem to be really into help me,” Wells said as he watched you write equations on the board.
“Wouldn’t want a man to lose his daughter,” You said, not looking away from your board.
“You mentioned losing Jessie, when we first met,” Wells walked up beside you and handed you a coffee “what was that about?”
“Oh, well-“ You gabbled the coffee and made your way to a chair “she was my daughter, Jessica Wells. When everything happened with Thawne, she was erased from the timeline,” You sighed and took a sip of your coffee “she was only seven,”
Wells nodded his head and took a seat across from you. He couldn’t imagine losing Jessie in such a way.
“I remember when Jessie was seven, she had a science themed birthday party…her classmates weren’t exactly happy to be solving equations as a game,” Wells chuckled although there was a bit of pain behind it.
“How old is your Jessie?” You furrowed your eyebrows and looked up.
“Eighteen,”
“Hmm…so is she a smart kid?” You smiled.
“She graduated high school at fifteen and has five majors from college,”
“Wow, she’s a very smart kid,” You chuckled.
“And what about your Jessie?”
“She struggled in school, a lot. Thawne was always trying to force her into learning about math and science, but in reality he pushed her away. I wish he would’ve let her fall in love with school on her own,”
Harrison smiled at you and looked down at his coffee. One thing he was refraining from mentioning was how much you looked like his wife. He noticed it from the moment he saw you and it’s been taking a toll on him. Just hearing about you talk Jessie made his heart hurt.
“You know, you look like my wife,” Wells blurted out.
“What?” You looked up quickly “so I’m her doppelgänger?”
“Yeah, you are,” Wells smiled.
“Maybe I’ll get to meet her once everything’s fixed,”
“No, no she passed away when Jessie was a kid…Seven actually,”
“Oh…so it looks like we can’t be a happy family on more than one Earth,” You let out a pained chuckle as tears started falling for your eyes.
Wells sighed and placed his coffee down. He too was feeling the tears fall from his eyes. It wasn’t often that he cried, but when he did, it was for a good reason.
“Please stop crying…I hate seeing you cry,” Harrison said, although he knew you weren’t his wife.
“I’m sorry,” You sighed and stood up.
Harrison stood up with you and looked you in the eyes. Seeing the pain in each other’s eyes, you pulled each other in for a hug.
“I know you’re not her, but I missed you,” Harrison said.
“I missed you too Harrison…even though you’re not him,”
#imagine#cw the flash#the flash#season 1#barry allen#cisco ramon#harrison wells#harry wells#eobard thawne#caitlin snow
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Eobard Thawne - What Did You Do
Pairing: Eobard Thawne x Reader
You could barley comprehend what was happening at the moment. Your husband stood in front of you and your daughter, wearing another man’s face…or his original face. Jessie, your seven year old daughter was held against your side. She was also confused. On top of this, you were standing in the pipeline of S.T.A.R labs with the rest of team Flash.
“Someone explain to me what is happening, again!” You snapped, tears in your eyes.
When first arrived at the lab, you didn’t expect anything to be out of the ordinary. That being said, Cisco pulled you along with the rest of the group, for your safety.
“Calm down, dear…everything is going to be fine,” Eobard Smiled.
“No, it’s not. This isn’t Harrison Wells, this is Eobard Thawne and he’s the Reverse Flash, from the future…Thawne killed the real Wells,” Barry snapped.
“Is dad dead?!?” Jessie panicked.
“No, no Barry’s talking about someone else,” You glared at Barry “Dads fine, okay?”
Jessie nodded as you looked back up at the team, more like Eobard. He had a smirk plastered on his face, but you saw the pain behind his eyes. He slowly walked up to you, placing his hand on the side of your face.
“I’m sorry I lied, but it was the only way. You still love me right?” Thawne asked.
“I don’t even know you anymore,” You spat, pushing his hand away.
Thawne sighed and nodded his head. Bring his hand up, he sent a bold of lighting into your neck. You knelt down out of pain, but you refused to scream around Jessie.
“What was that?” Barry snapped.
“A gift, Allen…a gift,” Thawne smile and walked over towards Barry.
“Mommy, are you okay?” Jessie asked, tears in her eyes.
“I’m fine, I-“ You were cut off by the sound of a gunshot.
Looking up, you saw Eddie on the other side of the room. His once white shirt was now stained red and his skin went white.
“No! No, what have you done!” Thawne yelled as he began to disappear.
Your blood went cold as you watched him vanish in front of you. Losing him wasn’t the worst part, it was knowing what was to come next. Being a scientist like Thawne, you studied timeline theories and knew the outcome of messing with the past.
“No, no, no…what did you do? What did you do?!?” You yelled as Jessie began to vanish in your arms.
Cisco rushed over to your side as Jessie cried and begged for you to make things stop. You cried with her, knowing you couldn’t do anything.
“Mommy! Mommy,” Jessie cried just as she completely disappeared.
“No, no!” You turned towards Cisco and pulled him in for a hug.
When you were finally done crying, you stood up and walked towards Eddie. You looked down on his dead body, a look of disgust on your face. Looking back up at Barry, you frowned.
“My husband and daughter are dead…did you even consider the consequences of messing with the timeline?” You asked.
“I didn’t know he was gonna- I’m sorry,” Barry sighed, putting his head in his hands.
“Until the phrase ‘I’m sorry’ brings back the dead, don’t ever say it to me again,”
#the flash#season 1#imagine#eobard thawne#barry allen#cisco ramon#eddie thawne#harrison wells#cw the flash
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Ben Hargreeves/Number 2 - My Ben Pt. 2
Pairing: Ben/Number 2 x Reader
You pulled away from Ben, a smile on your face. It felt good to hug him one last time before you had to lose him again.
“See you around, Ben,” You began walking out of the room.
Ben stayed behind and watched as you made your way to the stairs. A part of him knew he should call after you, but another part said he didn’t need you.
“Damn it,” Ben cursed at himself, as he began to run after you “wait!”
You spun around, staring up at him. At this point you didn’t know what else there was to talk about besides your experiences with your Ben.
“What if you stayed a bit longer?” Ben asked.
“I need to get back to my friends and family,” You gave him an apologetic smiled.
“I need to know more about you and the other me, please,” Ben reached out and grabbed your arm.
“Maybe once everyone gets along,” You tried to walk towards the door, only Bens grip on your arm tightened “what are you doing?”
“Sorry,” Ben let go of your arm.
All he wanted to do was keep you there, but he knew it wouldn’t be right. Before he met you, he would’ve totally held a person of interest captive…but something about you made him feel guilty about doing so.
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You made your way through the city, looking for the rest of the group. They weren’t exactly easy to find considering you had no idea where they normally went after a fight. With that being said, you took a seat on a park bench and sighed. By now the sun was setting to set and you weren’t sure you wanted to look anymore.
“Is your family around here somewhere?” Ben asked, scaring you.
“What are you doing here?” You asked, looking up at him.
“I followed you,” Ben took a seat next to you “I was worried that I’d lose you and we’d never get to talk again,”
“You’ve been following me this whole time? Why didn’t you just walk with me?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t-I was nervous,” Ben looked at his feet.
You smiled knowing this was something your Ben would’ve done. He was always so straight forward with other people, but when it came to you, he never knew what to do.
“My Ben was always nervous around me…even when he was a ghost,” You chuckled.
“Ghost?” Ben looked up at you.
“My friend, Klaus, can talk to the dead, so when Ben died, he stuck with Klaus for years. Whenever I went around Klaus, he told me Ben wanted me to know how much he loved me,”
“How often was that?”
“It was only a few times…I never really stuck around Klaus when he wasn’t somewhat sober,”
Ben nodded his head and looked down again. He began to nervously pick at his fingers, as if he had something ok his mind. You picked up on this action and put your hand on his back.
“What’s wrong?” You asked.
“Would you ever move on from your Ben?” Ben looked up at you.
“Move on from my Ben? Do you mean move on to you?” Your heartbeat quickened.
“I mean it was just a thought. At first when I met you, I couldn’t give a damn about you…but then you started telling me these stories-memories that you shared with another me. I want what your Ben had,”
You furrowed your eyebrows together, no knowing what to say. Going from Ben to another Ben felt like replacing rather than moving on.
“I-I don’t know…have you thought about looking into this timelines version of me? You said you saw them,” You suggested.
“Before I began following you, I actually looked them up…they died sixteen days after I saw them in the store, at their dads house in New York. The entire-“
“Building burned down, killing my father. That weekend when I was supposed to go, I played sick so that Ben and I could have our movie night,” You put your head in your hands “I like you Ben, but I’m not sure if it’s for the right reasons. I haven’t fallen for your personality or your looks…I’ve fallen for my Bens personality and my Bens looks,”
Ben nodded his head and stood up. He was taken aback by your answer, but also by the way he was acting. Never in his life had he chased after a girl or acted so nice.
“Maybe I’m the exact same at your Ben, but you won’t know if we don’t get to know each other. You said it yourself, you only know his personality…so come find out mine,”
You closed your eyes for a second, contemplating your options. On one hand, you wanted nothing more than to run to this version Ben, but in the other hand, you felt guilty for replacing your Ben.
“I-I don’t-“ Ben cut you off.
“Don’t say you don’t know, that annoying,” Ben snapped.
“Fine, I’m unsure. Right now I don’t want to deal with this situation, I want to find my family,” You stood up and walked up to Ben, giving him a kiss on the cheek “I’m sure you’re a great guy, Ben…but I just got to this new timeline and the last thing I need is to be worrying about a relationship,”
Smiling, you walked away from Ben, hoping he understood. Choosing whether or not to date someone who looks exactly like your dead boyfriend wasn’t exactly an easy decision…especially when you still needed to figure out what was going on with the world around you.
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Five Hargeeves - I Know You
Pairing: Five x Reader
The streets were quite packed as you tried to push not only yourself, but your luggage through. You were trying to make your way to Hotel Obsidian, the cheapest hotel you could think of. You were only staying for a few days for work related purposes, so you didn’t need anything too fancy.
“God damn it, move people!” You yelled, as you pushed your way through the turning doors.
Stumbling through, you smiled and pushed your glasses up on your face. As much as this hotel sucked, you still preferred it over any other.
“A room please,” You said to the man behind the counter.
He nodded his head, handing you a book. You wrote your name down and took the key he gave you. While doing so, you felt a pair of eyes on you. Those eyes happened to belong to Five Hargeeves. He stared at you astonished, as the last time he saw you, you worked at the Commission. And by last time, he really meant the last time anybody saw you, as you died that day. Ever since that day, he’s had you on his mind. He was convinced nothing could make him forget you.
“Who is that?” Diego asked, seeing his brother staring.
“Either an old friend or a doppelgänger,” Five said, as he stood up.
He was determined to find out who you actually were. He would prefer you to be the person he once knew, but he didn’t get his hopes up.
“Excuse me,” Five said, as he rushed into the elevator next to you.
“Hello, can I help you, kid?” You asked.
“I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else,” Fives heart sank “if you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?”
“Oh, um…my name is Y/N,” You smiled down at the boy, a little confused.
The elevator door opened just as you did so, causing you to rush out. It’s not that you didn’t want to talk to this kid, it’s that you hated talking to people in general.
“I know this may sound crazy, but I know you,” Five said, chasing after you.
“I’m sure you do kid, I’ve got multiple degrees and I used to be a professor at Yale and Harvard,” You stopped at your door and began unlocking it.
“That’s new…you used to be an expert in combat, I was the expert in knowledge,” Five mumbled.
“Look, kid,” You sighed and looked over that him “I don’t know who you are and I really just want to get in my room and relax before my presentation tomorrow,”
“Yeah no, sorry,” Five looked down at his feet.
You watched as he walked down the hall, back towards the elevator. He truly seemed as if he knew you, but you didn’t know him. You felt bad and knew you couldn’t be rude, especially if he was just curious as to who you were.
“Hey, kid!” You yelled.
“Yeah?” Five turned around, a hopeful look on his face.
“How about you give me an hour and I’ll meet you in the lobby. You can tell me how you know me, sound good?” You gave a small smiled.
“Sounds good, Y/N/N,” Five smiled back.
You watched as he disappeared into the elevator, the smile falling from your lips. The last person to ever use that nickname was your mother, who died years ago.
“Maybe he does know me,”
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Ben Hargreeves/Number 2 - My Ben
Pairing: Ben x Reader
Traveling back from the past with the Hargeeves was no easy task…especially when they decided to start a fight the second y’all got back. Sure there was an entirely different family in their house, but that was no excuse for a fight. All you wanted to do was talk things out…with Ben that is. The last time you saw him, he was seventeen and it was the day before he died. He had snuck through your window, popcorn in his right hand and a stack of movies in the left. That was a memory you cherish, so much so that it took your focus away from the fight. You mindlessly wandered to Bens room and began to look around.
“What the hell are you doing in here? Are you people asking to die?” Ben snapped, causing you to spin around.
“I’m sorry, I was just-“ You looked into Bens eyes, tears brimming your eyes “god, I can’t believe it’s you,”
“Why are you people obsessed with me?” Ben walked closer to you.
“Cause you look like our Ben…my Ben,” You slowly reached your hand out to rest on the side of his face, only he flinched “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have,” You pulled your hand back.
“Your Ben? What does that mean?” Ben looked you up and down.
“You were my boyfriend…up until you died,” You tried to hold back the tears, but they came spilling out of your eyes “I’m sorry about, this. It’s like my boyfriend is here, but he’s not really here. I should just go,” You sighed and began to walk towards the door.
Ben watched as you slowly walked away, taking one last look at him as you left. His eyes softened, as he felt an unfamiliar pain in his chest.
“Wait,” Ben sighed, while grabbing your wrist “I can’t let you leave now, they’ll probably try to kill you,”
You nodded your head and made your way towards the chair in his room. Taking a seat, you looked up at him and waited for him to speak.
“I’ll sneak you out later, okay? Just stay put,” Ben snapped.
“You were mean to Klaus just a few minutes ago, why be nice to me?” You asked.
“I’m not being nice…now tell about this other Ben, how’d you two meet?” Ben took a seat on his bed.
“We were thirteen and Ben was on a mission,” you smiled at the memory “I was of course just a bystander, but after he and his siblings were done saving the day, Klaus pushed Ben in my direction,”
“Sounds cliché,” Ben laid back on his bed, starring at the ceiling.
“Anyways, Ben was a nervous reck. He eventually calmed down and we began talking,”
“And what was his mission?” Ben asked, not really interested in the story anymore.
“There was a hostage situation at a store. This guys was gonna blow everyone to pieces unless his demands were met. I wasn’t in the store, I was-“
“I’m the donut shop across the way,” Ben sat up and looked at you.
“Yeah, is it the same in this timeline?” You smiled considering he was now invested in the conversation.
“I remember that mission and I remember you. You sat at the second table, left of the door. We saved the day and we walked out of the store, you smiled at me and-“
“I gave a small wave…you smiled back and also waved,” A small tear fell from your eye.
“I wanted to go talk to you, but Marcus said we needed to get back to training,” Ben looked down.
The room went silent, both of you having your own thoughts about each other. You of course wanted to get to know this Ben, while he wanted to know what he missed out on.
“And what did I miss? From not talking to you,” Ben looked up at you.
“What do you mean?” You asked.
“What was your relationship like with the other Ben? Your Ben,”
“It was a lot of just being with each other and having fun. We loved to watch movies together and play video games…but our favorite thing to do was pull pranks on his siblings,”
Ben looked down, a frown on his face. He wondered if he would have been happier if he had talked to you that day.
“Maybe I should go now…after all, it sound like everyone went out,” You smiled and stood up.
“Yeah, yeah maybe you should go,” Ben stood up with and walked over to the door “just one more thing…never mind,” Ben scratched the back of his neck.
You looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. He clearly wanted to say something, but he wasn’t sure how. Rather than say anything else, you pulled Ben in for a hug. He was weary at first, but he eventually wrapped his arms around you.
“I missed you, Ben…you might not be my Ben, but you’re still Ben,”
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Phil Callahan - Blind Dates
Pairing: Phil Callahan x Reader
You were driving to Hawkins to see your cousin Dustin. It was something you had been doing since you were a kid, it was only in more recent years that you traveled on your own. Especially after Will went missing, you made it your goal to keep your parents out of Hawkins. You also made it your goal to come prepared, so your car was filled with various weapons.
“Y/N!” Dustin yelled, as you pulled up to his house.
You smiled, as you climbed out of the car and pulled him in for a hug. You may have been older than him, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t your go to best friend.
“So what’s the plan for this stay? More Russians…or maybe a giant beast?” You chuckled.
“Actually…don’t get mad at me, but I set you up on two blind dates,” Dustin smiled as he pulled away.
“What?”
“So there are these two guys I know and they’re single…and well you’re single. I just thought maybe you should date,”
“So you’re playing match maker with me?” You turned towards your car and began to get out your suitcases.
“Come on, I already told them about you…so please. It’s just two nights,” Dustin began to help you.
You sighed as you walked towards the house. You weren’t interested in dating whoever Dustin set you up with. At the moment you were happy being single.
“I guess,”
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“Y/N! Hurry up!” Dustin yelled from downstairs.
You sighed, flattening you shirt. Not only did you not know who you were going out with, but you had no idea where you were going.
“Coming!” You yelled as you left your room.
Making it down the stairs, you came face to face with Steve Harrington. You knew him from the chaos you had been through over the years, but you were never really close with him. Most times when the Upside Down became a problem, you found yourself with Hopper and Joyce. This was mainly because you were shadowing Hopper, as you were writing a book where the main character was a sheriff.
“Hi, Steve,” You smiled.
“Hi,” Steve had a wide smile on his face.
“So…plans?”
“We’re gonna go watch a movie,”
You smiled at him and nodded your head, even though that sounded boring. Steve also nodded his head and began walking out of the house. Following, you climbed in his car.
“So how’s school?” Steve asked.
“Just doing college stuff, you know. There’s lots of classes and work,” You said with a chuckle.
“No, no I don’t know, I’m taking a break from college,”
You nodded, while patting your hands on you lap. An awkward silence began to fill the car, making your face turn bright red.
“So Dustin set us up, how do you feel about that?” You asked.
“Well I’m excited. I mean it was really sudden, but I feel like we have something,” Steve smiled.
“Yeah, we’ll see,”
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The movie was an absolute bore…at least to you. Steve sat there, his eyes glued to the screen. His attention was so focused on the movie, that you found yourself able to sneak out. In all honestly when you pictured a first date, you picture going out to dinner. At least that way you could get to know each other. Walking out of the theatre, you found your way back to you cousins house.
“What happened? The movies still got another half hour,” Dustin said, jumping off the couch.
“I got bored and left. Steve didn’t seem to notice because he was so focused on the movie,” You said, putting your things down.
“Well that’s not how things were supposed to go,” Dustin put his hands on his hips and tapped his foot “but that’s okay, cause there’s still one more date,”
You smiled at Dustin and ruffled his hair. It was sweet what he was doing for you, but it was also bound to not work. The men Dustin picked out were definitely not your type.
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Day four of staying with your cousin came around, which also meant it was the second blind date. You wore the same outfit as before, hoping this time you wouldn’t go sit at a movie. Walking out of your room, you made your way down the stairs. Unlike last time, Dustin was outside talking to whoever he was setting you up with.
“Hi,” You said, walking out of the house.
“About time…this is Eddie,” Dustin introduced.
“Hi, Eddie,” You smiled.
“Hi,” Eddie smiled back.
“So what are we doing tonight?”
“I was thinking we go on a walk,”
You smiled, as this already sounded a hundred times better than a movie. Dustin also had a smile on his face, thinking things were going to go smoothly.
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“And this is my house,” Eddie said, as he opened the trailer door.
It had gotten pretty dark outside, so Eddie invited you over for a bit. You had both agreed to get pizza and just talk.
“Seems nice,” You smiled, walking into the house.
While you’d settled in, Eddie called in the pizza. After doing so, he conveniently received a call afterwards. The call put a smile on his face, as he ran to grab some money.
“Look, I’m sorry to do this, but I’ll be right back. I’ve gotta go pick up something from a friend,” Eddie said, as he rushed out of the house.
You rolled your eyes, knowing he was probably going to pick up some drugs. After all, they seemed to be scattered along the counters along with the alcohol bottles. Knowing you weren’t about to wait for him, you stood up and made your way out of the house. You walked down the road by yourself for some time, until a pair of headlights blinded you. The car quickly made a U-turn and at that moment you thought you were getting kidnapped.
“Y/N?” Callahan asked.
“Oh shit, it’s just you,” You sighed in relief, while putting your hand on your chest.
“What are you doing out here alone?”
“I was on a date…that clearly didn’t go as planned,”
Chuckling, Callahan unlocked his car and told you to get in. You weren’t about to complain, as your feet were beyond destroyed from the walk.
“A date? With who?” Callahan asked, as he began to drive towards town.
“My cousin set me up with Eddie Munson,” You chuckled.
“I mean sure you’re both around the same age, but he’s still in high school…your cousin does realize that, right?”
“So he’s been held back, whatever…I’m more pissed that he just ditched me to go buy some drugs. I also didn’t get to eat the pizza I was promised because I wasn’t about to stay at his place alone,”
“Well I mean it’s not that late…we could go get food. You still owe me for ditching me last year,”
You smiled over at Phil. You and him had always gotten along since you met when you visited on your nineteenth birthday and Hopper brought him to the party. In the back of your mind, you always kind of wondered what would happen if you dated him. He was after all your type and you two had always had a good time together.
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“I mean Dustin is sweet for setting me up on dates, but he truly can’t pick men. Maybe I don’t want a young teenager,” You said, as you sat in the hood of Callahans car, eating a cheeseburger.
“So what do you prefer?” Callahan asked nervously.
You stared down at your legs, face turning bright red. All you wanted to say was you, but you were honestly scared. I mean Callahan was a great guy who treated you right, but that didn’t mean he felt the same way.
“Hello? Earth to Y/N,” Callahan said with a chuckle.
Taking a deep breath, you decided you would roll the dice and see where things went. Setting your food to the side, you smiled at at Callahan.
“I prefer a cop…one who wears glasses and rocks messy hair and a mustache,” You said with a smirk.
Callahan was stunned for a moment before pulling you in for a kiss. You never expected that your time in Hawkins would lead to this, especially after you thought you were happy being single. At this moment, you realized you were way happier kissing the man in front of you.
“This is not how I expected my stay to go,” You smiled, as you pulled away and rested your forehead on his.
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Phil asked.
“Definitely good,” You pulled him in for another kiss.
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After another hour with Phil, he dropped you off at your cousins house. The two of you planned on going out again that week and you couldn’t be happier.
“Dustin! I’m home!” You yelled, as you walked into the house.
Dustin came rushing down the stairs, a look of panic on his face. He couldn’t get words out at first, only a look of disappointment.
“Eddie said you up and left!” Dustin yelled.
“He ran out to go do whatever the hell he suddenly had to do. I assume he was getting drugs,” You snapped.
“He said he was only gone for maybe ten minutes,”
“I find that hard to believe…but it’s fine because things went great,” You smiled.
“So you’re going on another date with Eddie?” Dustin smiled.
“What? No, Phil,”
“Phil?”
“Officer Callahan. He offered to give me a ride and I said yes. We went to get burgers and then we kissed and watched the stars,” You closed your eyes, remembering the night.
Dustin threw up his hands, his plans clearly being a complete failed. He honestly wanted you to start dating either Eddie or Steve, so he could claim they were his family. He admired them that much.
“Look I know what your planned didn’t work in the way you intended, but it worked. I have a date, Dustin,” You cheered.
“I guess,” Dustin smiled, still happy for you.
#stranger things#imagine#season 4#jim hopper#steve harrington#dustin henderson#eddie munson#phil callahan
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Argyle - Sleepover
Pairing: Argyle x Byers Reader
You rolled over in your bed, smacking into another body. It took you a second to realize who it was, but when you did your eyes went wide…Argyle. He was staying over last night to work on your guy’s physics assignment, but things took a different turn. One moment your talking about velocity and the next moment neither of you had shirts on. You didn’t exactly hate how the night turned out, but you were very nervous considering he wasn’t supposed to stay over.
“Argyle,” You lightly tapped the side of his face.
“Hmm,” Argyle groaned, as he turned over and wrapped his arm around your waist.
Argyle proceeded to pull you closer and press his face into the top of your head. You smiled, but knew you had to get him up. Tilting your head back, you pressed a kiss into his lips.
“Hmm,” Argyle groaned again.
“God damn it, Argyle,” You whisper yelled, as kissing him didn’t work.
“Stop talking,” Argyle pulled away from you and rolled over again.
“You need to get up and get out! It might be the weekend, but my mom is gonna come check up on me any minute,” You sat up and lightly tapped the side of his face again.
“Yeah, yeah,” Argile rolled into his back, rubbing his eyes.
It wasn’t until he began to really wake up that he realized where he was at. His eyes went wide and his heart started beating a million miles a second.
“Hey, um- crazy night. Like I understand if you didn’t like it, that’s totally cool and we don’t have to-“ You cut Argyle off by kissing him.
“Last night was amazing, okay…Maybe we can do it again?” You smirked, as you pulled away.
“Yeah, yeah totally…I just-wow, this is really happening,” Argyle smiled, as he put his hands on his face.
You smiled down at him before getting up to get dressed. In the process, you heard footsteps coming towards your door.
“Honey, you okay?” Joyce asked, knocking on the door.
“Yeah, just getting dressed,” You said, panicking.
Looking at Argyle, you held your finger up to your lips. Argyle thankfully got the hint and decided not to move until she was gone.
“Okay, breakfast is done,” Joyce walked away.
You sighed in relief and finished getting ready. Argyle began to do the same, only he had to put on his clothes from the night before.
“So do you want me to sneak out the window or maybe-“ There was another knock at the door.
“I almost forgot to ask, is Argyle staying for breakfast?” Joyce asked, a smirk on her face.
“Umm…yes?” You replied, heart sinking.
You heard your mom walk down the hallway, while the two of you looked at each other. Now that it was clear that she knew, both you and Argyle walked out of the room together. Entering the dining room, Jonathan smirked at the two of you.
“Hi, guys,” You said, as you took a seat at the table.
“Hi,” Eleven smiled.
“So…What happened to Argyle leaving last night?” Will asked, a smirk on his face.
“We worked on the project pretty late,” You lied.
“That project must’ve been really exciting,” Jonathan laughed.
Both you and Argyle looked at each other, clearly embarrassed. That being said, you two also chuckled at Jonathan’s joke.
“You’re one to talk…remember when Nancy would come over all the time?” Will said.
“She didn’t,” Jonathan tried to argue.
“As if we didn’t know,” You laughed.
“Alright, enough teasing…next time you plan on having a ‘sleepover’ please let me know,” Joyce smiled.
“It wasn’t exactly planned, we just-“ You put your hand over Argyles mouth.
“Will do mom, will do,” You smiled.
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Steve Harrington - Magical
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Elevens Older Sister Reader
While El had been born with telekinetic abilities, yours had been more on the elemental side. You were able to manipulate and create various materials, which has lead to your current situation. You were at Lovers Lake with your boyfriend, Steve.
“It’s like twenty degrees out and you want me to get into that lake?” Steve asked loudly.
“I never said we were getting in,” You put out your hand for him to take.
Looking at you and raising and eyebrow, Steve took your hand. You lead him to the edge of the water and put your foot on top of the liquid. Continuing to walk, Steve followed in amazement.
“Holy shit, you can walk on water?!?” Steve asked.
“It would seem that way, Steve,” You smiled as you turned towards him.
“It’s-it’s magical,”
You smiled and wrapped your arms around Steve’s neck. Steve smiled back at you, as he grabbed your hips and began to sway back and forth.
“Listen, as much as I love dancing with you on top of a lake….people live around the lake,” Steve pointed out.
“I know, but who’s gonna believe them when they say someone was walking on water?” You smiled.
“Religious people?”
“I’m sure they’d wanna see it to believe it,”
“Hmmm, that’s debatable,”
You chuckled at Steve, while laying your head on his chest. He was right, it was cold, but the little warmth he gave was just enough.
“I love you Steve,” You said for the first time.
“You love me? Really?” Steve pulled away, a huge smile on his face “I love you too,”
Steve pulled you in for a deep kiss, which instantly took your breath away…it also took your focus away and the next thing you knew, you and Steve were in freezing cold water.
“Holy shit, that’s cold!” You yelled, as you began to swim back to the shore.
“Yeah, yeah it is….so much for not getting in the water,” Steve chuckled, following behind you.
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Alexei - Enemy
Pairing: Alexei x Bauman Reader
You sat on your sofa, eating a bowl of cereal while your father talked to whoever was at the door. From what you could here, both Joyce and Hopper were on the other side.
“Dad, just let them in…you’re irritating me,” You snapped.
“Let them in? They possibly carried the enemy right to my front door!” Murray yelled.
“It’s Joyce and Hopper, would they really compromise you in such a way?” You stood up, setting your food down.
“I’m sure Joyce would do anything for her children…and so would Hopper,” Murray walked over towards his gun cabinet.
You sighed and walked towards the door. No one ever got to come out to visit you, so you were willing to let anyone in at this point. Even if they were a burglar…at least it would be someone to talk to.
“Joyce! Hopper! Random guy!” You cheered, opening the door.
The man with them smiled at the joy in you voice, as well as the smile on your face. He wasn’t sure who you were, but you were definitely better than Hopper and Joyce at the moment.
“Y/N! What the hell are you doing?” Murray yelled, running towards the door with a gun.
“I’m inviting our guests in,” You opened the door further, letting the three walk in.
Joyce kindly thanked you, as well as the random man she was with. That was his first mistake considering her spoke Russian.
“I knew it!” Murray yelled, pinning the man to the wall with a gun.
“Alexei is a friend! A friend!” Joyce yelled.
“Dad, come on…he’s not doing anything wrong,” You said, grabbing the front of the gun and moving it.
You father only scoffed and walked into the living room. It was a wonder how your mother chose to be with him considering the way he acted some times. Looking towards the man, you gave him a small smile as an apology. While doing so, you looked him up and down, as you noticed how attractive he was.
“What do you guys want?” Murray asked.
“Translation,” Hopper said, pushing Alexei to the sofa.
You rolled your eyes at Hoppers anger, while walking to get everyone something to drink. It was clear that everyone looked exhausted.
“Drinks?” You asked, as you handed out water bottles.
“Thank you,” Joyce smiled.
Once you were done, you took a seat across from Alexei. You began to stare him down, trying to pick up on movements he makes. Your father always taught you to look for repeated actions, as it could mean they were nervous and up to something.
“Why is she staring?” Alexei asked.
“Because she can,” Murray snapped.
Alexei seems to be nervous for a split second, but that instantly seemed to go away. It was as if he realized, at that moment, that whatever he had to say was clearly valuable. That being said, about an hour into questioning, he refused to answer unless he got a cherry slushy.
“This is ridiculous,” Hopper snapped, as he left to go get one.
It was a decently long drive and considering it was already night, Hopper wouldn’t be back until morning.
“I’ll sleep on the couch and watch him if you wanna take my room, Joyce,” Murray said.
“No, I’ll keep watch…take my room,” You said, interested in talking to Alexei alone.
“I’m not leaving you alone with the enemy,”
You looked at your father straight in the eyes before reaching down into the couch to pull out a revolver. He had no idea you kept weapons in the couch.
“Alright, fine….but remember what I taught you,” Murray looked at Alexei.
“If they try anything, don’t kill them…only hurt them badly enough to talk,” You said in Russian, while smiling at Alexei.
Alexei was shocked when you spoke, but he kept his composure on the outside. It wasn’t until both Murray and Joyce were in bed that he decided to talk to you.
“You are quite beautiful,” Alexei said, face turning red.
“You’re not to bad yourself,” You replied, getting up to sit next to him.
“Do you think you could get these cuffs off?” Alexei held up his hands.
“We’re you trying to butter me up just to get the cuffs off?” You leaned closer and whispered into his ear.
You could hear Alexei swallow, as he shook his head. Something about the way you talk and looked at him was very nerve racking.
“So you do think I’m beautiful?” You asked, climbing on top of him to straddle his lap.
“Yes,” Alexei was now more nervous than he had been in days.
Smiling, you pulled Alexei in for a kiss. The kiss lasted longer than expected, as it was more amazing than you could’ve ever imagined.
“Now why would and American be so into me?” Alexei asked, getting a grip on his nerves and pulling away.
“Have you seen yourself in a mirror?” You smirked, pulling him back in for another kiss.
As the kiss got more heated, Alexei brought his cuffed hands up above his head and slid them down over your head and to your waist. He proceeded to pull you as close as possible, allowing you to feel the metal digging into your back.
“That’s very risky…what if someone comes down here? You will not be able to let go of me quick enough,” You smirked, as you pulled away and leaned your forehead on his.
“Maybe I don’t want to let go,” Alexei smirked back.
“Maybe you should,” Murray snapped from the stairs, while pointing a rifle at Alexei.
Alexei quickly removed his arms from around you, as you climbed off of him. Turning towards your dad, you gave him a small smile.
“Are you kidding me?” Murray asked.
“What can I say…they brought a pretty attractive ‘enemy’ into our home,” You laughed nervously.
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Argyle - Borrow
Pairing: Argyle x Elevens Older Sister Reader
“Remember we need three dozen cupcakes, three dozen cookies, and three dozen macrons,” Joyce said, as she ran around the house to find her keys.
“Am I the only one baking this? I mean you sighed up for the bake sale, so you should be helping,” You sighed, looking at Joyce.
“The boys or El can help you,”
“Nope,” Everyone said, making their way towards their rooms.
“Guys, really?” You asked.
“We’re not into baking…but you are, good luck,” Will smiled as he disappeared down the hall.
Looking at Joyce one last time before you left, you gave her a small frown. She not only sprung this upon you last minute, but she wasn’t sticking around to help. Realizing it had to get done no matter what, you began to bake. About thirty minutes in, there was a knock at the door.
“Coming!” You yelled, wiping off your hands.
“I got it!” Jonathan yelled, running over to the door.
“Jonathan!” Argyle cheered once the door was open.
Knowing Argyle was most likely over to smoke with Jonathan, you vowed to not let that happen. If Jonathan wasn’t going to help you, he wasn’t going to smoke his weed.
“Argyle!” You cheered, walking towards him.
Jonathan furrowed his eyebrows and watched you interact with his friend. You walked up and pulled him in for a tight hug.
“This is a first…you been doin’ Palm Tree Delight?” Argyle asked.
“No…no I don’t know what that is. I’m just in a great mood, in fact I’m in such a great mood, I’m baking. Would you like to help?” You smiled and fluttered your eyelashes.
Argyle smiled, knowing he couldn’t say know to you. With a quick nod of his head, you drug him to the kitchen.
“Hey, whoa…I thought we were-“ Jonathan protested.
“Sorry man, but when a beautiful creature invites you to bake, you take the opportunity,” Argyle chuckled.
Looking towards Jonathan, you gave him a wicked smirk. He instantly threw his hands up in defeat and walked back to his room.
“So what are we bakin’? I mean Surely not ourselves if you know what I’m sayin’…unless you want to?” Argyle pulled a bag of weed out of his pocket.
“Well we were baking Cupcakes, macrons, and cookies…but I don’t see the harm in adding ourselves to that list,” You smiled, snatching the bag
You had only smoked a couple of times before, but you were willing to do it again. Not only did it calm you down extremely, but it just made normally tasks funnier. Rolling a blunt, you took the first puff before passing it to Argyle.
“Now we’re talkin’. This is like baking square, if you know what I mean,” Argyle chuckled, as he began grabbing ingredients.
You chuckled along with him, as you also grabbed some ingredients. For the next thirty minutes the two of you smoked, laughed, and fucked up the deserts.
“Oh, shit!” You chuckled as you accidentally put the macron filling on the cookies.
“Looks like one tasty cookie,” Argyle said, grabbing it and taking a bite.
“Did you grab the cupcakes out?” You smelled the slight burning of batter in the air.
“Naw, I thought you did,” Argyle looked towards the oven.
The two of you laughed quickly before running over to the oven. Luckily it was only the edges that had burned. Pulling out the cupcakes, you placed them on the counter to cool.
“You know we should hang out more,” Argyle said, sloppily putting icing in a piping bag.
“You’re Jonathan’s friend, I don’t want to steal you away,” You sighed, hopping up on the counter.
“I’m not sure you’d be stealing me…maybe more of like, you borrowing me for a day or two at a time,” Argyle walked to stand in front of you.
“Hmm…I like the sound of that, just let me know when I can borrow you,” You winked.
You and Argyle stared at each other for a few solid minutes. You didn’t want to look away, but you realized you needed to get the baking done.
“Alright, let’s focus…macrons,” You told yourself, as you hopped off the counter and went back to baking.
“Hey guys, what’s that-“ Will walked into the kitchen to you and Argyle surrounded by a complete mess of ingredients, as well as a fairly large smoke cloud.
“Will! So good to see you,” You gave a quick smile before going back to making the deserts.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me….Jonathan!” Will yelled.
Jonathan came rushing down to the kitchen, not knowing what was wrong. What his eyes landed on was surely not anything he anticipated.
“Jonathan too…man it’s a party,” Argyle chuckled.
“Are you two smoking? In the kitchen?” Jonathan ran and opened all the windows.
“We’re having fun, Jonathan,,” You snapped.
“Mom needs these deserts for a bake sale!”
“They’re still good…the cupcake are a little burnt, but everything else is okay,” You looked up at him.
Jonathan sighed and threw his head back, knowing he needed to fix things before Joyce got home. Grabbing the blunt from between your fingers, he ran it under some water.
“Not my Palm Tree Delight,” You whined.
“You two, go sit in the living room…Will and I will fix this,” Jonathan snapped.
Both you and Argyle put your hands up and backed away from the kitchen. Taking a seat on the sofa, you leaned towards Argyle and whispered in his ear.
“And that’s how you get others to help you,”
“Ohh…you’re sneaky,”
“How about while they’re baking, I borrow you for a few?” You looked into Argyles eyes.
“Well it’s not like I’m gonna say no,” Argyle chuckled.
You smiled before hopping off the couch, Argyles hand in yours. Pulling him to the front door, the two of you booked it towards his van.
“Where are you two going?!?” Will yelled out the window.
“She’s borrowing me!” Argyle yelled just as he started his van.
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Joyce Byers - We Need You
Pairing: Joyce Byers x Reader
You had just gotten off of work and you were now walking up to your house. Technically it was Joyce’s house, but you had been living there for a year. Unlocking the door, you were shocked to see and array of Christmas lights strung about the house.
“Joyce? Honey, you home? What’s with the chaotically strung Christmas lights?” You asked, walking into the house.
Getting no reply, you quickly closed the door and set down your things. You heard a small sniff from you room, so you headed in that direction, ducking under the lights.
“Joyce?” You asked, seeing her on the bed.
She was surrounded by various lamps and flashlights, unaware that you were even there.
“Joyce,” You said louder, gaining her attention.
“Hey…when did you get home?” Joyce got up and walked over to hug you.
“What’s going on, Joyce? The house is lit up like a Christmas tree,” You said with a chuckle.
“It’s nothing, I-I…it’s nothing,” Joyce smiled.
“Please talk to me Joyce…please,” You walked Joyce over to the bed and sat down.
“This might sound crazy, but Will is talking to me. He uses the lights to let me know if he’s okay,”
You looked down at the floor, trying to figure out the best response. It clearly wasn’t easy losing a kid, so you didn’t want to immediately tell her she was crazy.
“Okay…but lights or not, you can’t stay cooped up in our room all day. I need you and Jonathan needs you. We want Will back just as much as you, but we can’t lose you in the process,” You smiled at Joyce.
“I sorry, this is all just driving me crazy. There’s clearly something else going on here and no one believes me. My son is out there somewhere and I know he’s trying to contact me,” Joyce began to cry.
You pulled Joyce into your side, holding her while the tears flowed down her cheeks. It was hard seeing her act in such a way, especially when there was nothing you could do.
“Just promise me you’ll start worrying more about yourself too. You can’t find Will if you’re passing out from not eating or drinking,” You said, looking down at Joyce.
“Yeah, yeah I will,” Joyce smiled and looked up at you.
Leaning down, you captured her lips in a quick kiss. It wasn’t often that you two had some alone time considering it was either work or the kids you two had to deal with.
“Let’s watch a movie, to take your mind off of things,” You suggested.
“Only if you make some nachos for us,” Joyce smiled, loving your cooking.
“Deal,”
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Murray Bauman - Dancing
Pairing: Murray Bauman x Reader
You stood in the mall with Hopper, Murray, and Joyce as the three of you prepared for what was to come. Surely sneaking into a Russian military base wasn’t going to cause harm…right?
“You okay?” Murray asked.
“I suggest you guys say goodbye…we may be dancing with the devil tonight,” You told everyone.
You had no idea why your words came out as dark as they did, but you felt as though they were true. What was to be attempted was a suicide mission in your eyes. It was down right crazy and even you over analyzing husband couldn’t see that.
“We’re going to be fine,” Hopper said.
“No, no I don’t think so,” You took off towards the back of the mall.
Murray followed behind you, hoping to talk to you in private. He wasn’t exactly someone who expressed his feelings publicly, so when you got outside, he spun you around a gave you a kiss.
“We’re going to be fine, I assure you,” Murray smiled.
“We’re sneaking into a Russian military base, no one is gonna be fine. I mean if we do walk out of there it will be with emotional or physical trauma,” You pulled away from Murray.
“Then don’t take this moment for granted, please…a quick dance?” Murray knew how much you loved to ballroom dance.
A small smile formed on your face. It was rare that Murray agreed to to dance with you. He often found it took time away from his “work”.
“How could I say no,” You smiled and rested your right hand in his, while your left hand was placed on his shoulder.
“You know once we finish this, maybe we can go take those dancing classes you talked about,” Murray spun you around.
“It’s been four years and now you’re agreeing?” You chuckled as Murray pulled you into him, your back resting on his chest.
“What can I say, my opinion on dancing has changed,” You were spun around again, this time Murray wrapping his arm tightly around your back.
“I’ll hold you to it then,” You pulled Murray in for another kiss.
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Argyle - Dream
Pairing: Argyle x Byers Reader
You laid in the back of Argyles van, smoking the new bag of weed you had bought. Argyle laid next to you, doing the same.
“You know if your brother ever found out you smoked…” Argyle said with a chuckle.
“But he smokes too, so what’s the difference,” You said with a smile.
“Oh yeah, I totally forgot…maybe we should invite him,”
You smiled over at Argyle. He was probably the kindest and highest person you had ever met. If it wasn’t for him, you probably wouldn’t have survived a week in California.
“You know I had this dream the other night,” You said, putting the blunt to your lips.
“That’s scary, dreams are scary. Unless they’re good, then they’re not scary,” Argyle pointed out.
“It was a good dream. You and I sat down by the ocean, smoking the best weed ever…and then we had pizza and soda,” You chuckled.
“That sounds like a dope dream. You know I dreamed about a talking pizza one time and it was crazy man. It was all ‘eat me Argyle’ and I was like ‘I can’t do that man, you’re my friend’ and then I ate him,”
A large smile broke out on your face, the words that came out of his mouth were seemingly nonsense. That being said, you were just as high as him and understood everything.
“We might not be able to get a talking pizza, but why can’t we go down to the beach? Just you and I, kind of like a road trip,” You turned your head to look at Argyle.
“Yeah and we could order pizza and soda. You know I like you, you’re a dope person to be around…and really attractive. I mean your brothers great to be around and he’s pretty good looking, but you’re like ten and he’s like a five, maybe seven,” Argyle turned to look at you.
“Well you’re not to bad looking yourself,”
“Well that’s good to hear, you know? It’s not everyday that someone lets you know that you look good,”
Deciding to sit up, you looked back at Argyle. He stayed laying down, not knowing what you were doing.
“Let go, right now…down to the beach,” You said.
“Right now? I mean I’m down, but what about your mom…she might kill us. And you know I can’t die, I haven’t got to try every type of weed yet,”
“You won’t die, trust me…now let’s go get a pizza with ten different toppings and a shit ton of soda,”
“Hell yeah! Pizza and soda here we come!”
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Steve Harrington - I can’t Remember
Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader
Steve looked at Nancy as if that was his girlfriend. His brain seemingly intoxicated by the beautiful woman in front of him. You could barley comprehend this considering you were his girlfriend…you were the one he was supposed to look at and adore.
“If you guys will excuse me, I think I’m going to be sick,” You snapped, walking out of the large mansion.
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what was happening. The only person who really understood was Robin, as you told her everything about your relationship problems.
“Go talk to her, Steve,” Robin said.
Steve furrowed his eyebrows together, unaware of your pain. Nonetheless, he made his way down the stairs and out to where you sat on the front lawn.
“Everything alright?” Steve asked, taking as seat next to you.
“Of course you wouldn’t know what’s wrong,” You muttered.
“What?”
“It’s you Steve! You’re what’s wrong,”
“Me? What did I do?”
You shook your head and looked up at Steve. He now saw the tears in your eyes, causing a slight pain in his heart.
“I can’t remember the last time you looked at me the way you look at Nancy…hell I can’t remember the last time you told me you loved me. In general I can’t remember the last time I felt like you’re girlfriend,” You snapped.
“What are you talking about? I don’t look at Nancy any way and I definitely still love you,” Steve rose one eyebrow.
“Don’t play stupid with me, Steve. It’s clear that you still love Nancy more than me. Ever since she started coming around again, I’ve been pushed off to the side. You forget to call me, you don’t say you love me, you ignore me when you’re around her…and you look starstruck every time you see her,”
Steve went silent, having failed to realize how he acted. He definitely still loved you, but it was clear he still loved Nancy too.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize what I was doing,” Steve said, putting his arm around you.
You shrugged his arm off and stood up, walking to the sidewalk. If he hadn’t realized what he was doing, he clearly didn’t care.
“If you love Nancy still, she can have you because I’m not gonna deal with being neglected by my own boyfriend,” You started walked down the street.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Steve said, chasing after you “I don’t want to be with Nancy, I want to be with you,”
“Are you saying that because you can’t have Nancy or because it’s the truth,”
“It’s-it’s the truth, okay,”
“Then look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love her anymore,”
Steve stayed silent knowing he couldn’t do so…truthfully that is. His silence said everything you needed to know, causing you to push him off to the side. Staring directly into his eyes while doing so, you frown and whispered.
“You know…I can’t remember the last time I had such an asshole for a boyfriend,”
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Nancy Wheeler - Breath
Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x Reader
You sat on Nancy’s bed, waiting for her to get dressed. The two of you were going out on a date. You weren’t exactly sure as to where, but you both agreed you’d figure it out on the way.
“Alright, how do I look?” Nancy asked, walking back into the room.
She wore simple pair of jeans, black flats, and a brown top. You smiled at her appearance, knowing she looked ten times better than yourself.
“You look amazing,” You said, standing up to pull Nancy in for a kiss.
“You as well,” Nancy smiled.
“I’m wearing torn up sneakers, torn up jeans…and a hoodie. Don’t lie,” You laughed.
Nancy gave you a small smiled before grabbing your hand. She pulled you down the stairs and out to her car. She insisted that she was the one to drive tonight.
“So did you figure out where we’re going?” You asked, as you climbed in the car.
“I did not…I was hoping you had an idea?” Nancy replied while starting the car.
“I was kind of relying on you, so no,”
“How about we just drive and whatever we see, we’ll stop,”
“Sounds good to me,”
Although it sounded good at the time, the two of you ended up driving for quite some time. Eventually you ended up reaching the farms on the other side of town, which neither of you found interesting.
“Well what do we do now?” Nancy asked.
You thought for a second before a thought popped into your head. It was clearly almost sun down and you were in the perfect spot to see the sunset.
“Let’s get out,” You said, hopping out of the car.
“Here? At the farm?” Nancy questioned, turning the car off and getting out herself.
“Yeah, come on,” You walked over to the front of the car and sat on the hood.
Nancy followed and rested up against you, her back on your chest. She still had no idea what you were doing, but she was willing to wait and see.
“Can you tell me what we’re doing?” Nancy asked with a chuckle.
“We’re gonna watch the sunset,” You replied with a smile.
“The sun doesn’t set for another half hour,”
“Well then we’ll enjoy each other’s company till then,”
Nancy smiled, as you lips moved down to her neck. You left light kisses all the way up to the side of her face and back down. You could feel the way Nancy’s breathing began to change, how she shivered at your every touch.
“You okay?” You asked, a smirk playing at your lips.
“You take my breath away at times,” Nancy turned around, resting her forehead against yours.
“Well now you know how I feel,” You pulled Nancy in for a kiss.
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Dmitri Antonov(Enzo) - Broken Heart
Pairing: Dmitri(Enzo) x reader
For as long as you could remember, you worked as a medic at the Russian military base. And for as long as you remember, you knew Dmitri. The two of you grew up together and found yourself working in one of Russias most secure bases. At some point through knowing each other, you had also found yourself married. Because of this, you had both vowed to escape together at some point…but Dmitri clearly had other plans.
“You bastard!” You yelled at Dmitri though the bars of the cell he was sitting in.
He had been deemed a traitor by the Russians and was now sentenced to death with the American he tried to save. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that he never let you know what he was doing. You only found out once he was imprisoned.
“When were you gonna tell me that you planning a suicide?” You asked.
“It was not a suicide…at least not at first,” Dmitri explained as he walked up to the bars.
“And what was this for? Some low life American?”
“Low life, Hmm?” Hopper chuckled.
“We had a plan to get out of here together and you screwed us both!”
“You can still find a way out,” Dmitri replied.
“No, I can’t…any second now, they’re gonna send a few soldiers down to grab me, you know why?”
“No,”
“Because you are my husband and that automatically makes me a part of this!”
“I assure it does not,”
“You are naive and so it the American. You did not just kill yourself’s by doing this, you’ve killed the people closest to you. Do you really think I want to escape after you’re dead? What will that leave me, broken hearted?” You began to walk away from the bars.
Dmitri let out a sigh, knowing he had messed up. You were right there for him to talk to, but he kept you out of the loop. He figured with your help, he probably would’ve pulled off getting the American home.
“Wait,” Dmitri said.
You stopped in your tracks and spun around. No words he said now could fix the mess he was in and they surely couldn’t repair your broken heart.
“What more is there to say?” You asked.
“I’m sorry…and I love you,”
“Those words will not fix this mistake, Dmitri. Now if you’ll excuse me, I must go wait for my imprisonment,”
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Eddie Munson - Hate
Pairings: Eddie Munson x Henderson Reader
Eddie Munson was the bane of your existence. The two of you never saw eye to eye on anything, including simple math problems. Dustin never understood what went wrong between the two of you, so he tried his best to make you guys get along.
That brought you to your current problem, Dustin was bringing you along to find Eddie. He was apparently being accused of killing Chrissy, a cheerleader at the school.
“You know we could just let the cops take him,” You suggested.
“He’s innocent!” Dustin yelled.
“And? Tons of innocent people get arrested,”
“You’re cruel…very cruel,” Steve said, as he stopped the car at Reefer Ricks house.
You rolled your eyes at Steve’s comment before walking over towards the house. It was clear no one had been in the cabin, so the next option was the metal shed outside. Upon walking in, you scanned over the area quickly.
“Well, looks like he’s not here…time to go,” You went to turn around only to be stopped by Dustin.
“Just be nice for once,” Dustin pleaded “Eddie! We want to help you!”
You rolled your eyes at you younger brother. He didn’t understand how Eddie got on your nerves. Just something about the way he presented himself irritated you.
“Eddie…Eddie we’re here to help,” You said in a low monotone voice.
“You know go wait outside if you’re gonna be this way! I’m trying to help my friend and you’re just being a dick!” Dustin yelled.
At that exact moment, Eddie jumped out of under a tarp. He pinned Steve against the wall, a glass bottle in his hand.
“Eddie! Eddie! We’re here to help, we believe you,” Dustin said, walking towards Eddie “I swear on my mother,”
“On his mother,” Robin repeated.
“Yep, on Dustin’s mother,” Steve said nervously.
Eddie eventually dropped the bottle, looking around at everyone. His eyes landed on you last, causing him to roll his eyes.
“You brought her?” Eddie asked.
“Duh, did you not here me talking a second ago?” You snapped.
“She’s helping us, she’s been in situations like this,” Dustin explained.
“I don’t trust her,”
Everyone in the room sighed at Eddie and your fighting. It was getting old considering there was clearly something between the two.
“I’ll wait outside then,” You snapped.
“No, you won’t,” Dustin snapped back.
“Maybe she should wait outside,” Eddie said.
You rolled your eyes, walking out of the shed. It wasn’t until Dustin finished explaining what was going on, that he called you back in.
“So I just have to stay here alone until you guys figure this out? How longs that gonna take?” Eddie asked.
“Too long,” You said.
“No, it will only take us a few days…you’ll need someone to protect you though,” Dustin said with a smirk on his face.
“No, no I’m going with you guys,” You snapped at your brother, after catching onto his smirk.
“I’m with Dustin, he needs some protection,” Steve smiled as he left the shed.
Before you could make your way out to the car, Steve had locked the doors. He continued to unlock and lock the doors for each individual person. That way he could ensure you didn’t get in. Without a second thought, the group left you there.
“Assholes,” You said, walking over to a box to sit down.
“Take one to know one, sweets,” Eddie said with a chuckle.
“What’s your problem, Eddie?”
“My problem? You’ve had it out for me since Dustin introduced us!”
“I have no-“
“Yes you have. The first time I met you, you looked me up and down and rolled your eyes,”
“I did not,”
“You did too and then you proceeded to snap at me for having my campaigns on Fridays and Saturdays,”
“That’s because Dustin and I would hang out every Friday and Saturday night! When you came along, my own brother forgot about me!” You yelled at the top of your lungs.
You weren’t sure where those feelings came from, but they were out on the table now. Ever since Dustin joined the Hellfire club, he barley talked to you at school or at home. He was always invested in D&D. You had tried to learn how to play, so your relationship didn’t crash a burn, but it never made sense to you.
“So that’s why you hate me…Dustin hangs out with me more?” Eddie clarified.
“He’s my brother Eddie and we’ve been to hell and back together. We were so close before he got into high school and now it’s like I never see him,” You looked down at the floor.
“I mean you got friends, right? Just hang out with them until Dustin is available,” Eddie walked over and took a seat next to you.
“Friends? I haven’t had friends since I got to high school, Nancy ditched me for Steve freshman year and we haven’t repaired our friendship…even after everything happened,”
“You could’ve started hanging out with the Hellfire club…we always accept new members,” Eddie said with a chuckle.
“That D&D shit never made sense to me, Eddie. I don’t want to sit at a table where everyone else is speaking in a whole different language,”
“A different language? That’s a little extreme, but if that’s what you’re considering it…you won’t learn the new language if you avoid it,
You looked up at Eddie, knowing he was right. You were just nervous to join them and seem like and idiot when you didn’t know anything.
“I’m sorry for being a dick, Eddie,” You said.
“Don’t be, I was a dick too. I mean just think, if we would’ve sat down and talked a long time ago, we wouldn’t hate each other,” Eddie chuckled.
“I don’t hate you Eddie, I was just angry at the fact that my brother no longer wanted me by his side everyday. It hurts when you drift away from your sibling,”
“I wouldn’t know…how about we start teaching you about D&D, m’lady” Eddie said, jumping up to stand in front of you.
“We’re gonna be here for a while, so what the hell…let’s learn some D&D,” You smiled.
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