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madilovrs · 1 year

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another apology post!!

i’ve been so stressed lately, haven’t had a lot of time to write but i do appreciate all the love you guys give me 🤗 however plz request something if you want!! having an idea will prob make it a little easier !!

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madilovrs · 1 year

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hey guys!! sorry for being inactive, i lowk fell off lmao

ANYWAY... i hope that even tho this isn't a story that you will read this bc I just added a box for asks and requests in my bio. i already thought it was there but it wasn't so rip me ig...

you guys should go request something tho bc I wanna get back into writing but I have literally zero ideas lol

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JJ Maybank Masterlist

Kitchen Dancing

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Kitchen Dancing

JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

summary: in a fit of insomnia, you decide to bake

1k words

warnings: a little suggestive at the end

You couldn’t sleep well the previous night for whatever reason. At around 6, you had given up and decided to make some breakfast for yourself, your brother, and your boyfriend. You carefully slipped out of JJ’s arms and put on your slippers and some shorts before leaving your room.

You tiptoed through the chateau, avoiding the creaky floorboards to not wake anyone up. Once in the kitchen, you realized that you don’t enjoy breakfast foods that much, so why would you make breakfast that you don’t even want to eat? You stood staring into the cabinet, trying to figure out what to make.

After some pacing and staring and contemplating what you and everyone else would like, you settled on cookies.

You grabbed the ingredients and pans and bowls for their respective cabinets and placed them gently on the counter. You preheated the oven, mixed the wet ingredients, then the dry ingredients, then poured the dry ingredients into the wet ingredients in small increments. You put the small ball-shaped dough onto pans and placed them in the preheated oven. the whole house now smelling strongly of vanilla. You started the clean-up process and turned on some music to listen to while you waited fifteen minutes for the cookies to bake.

The water rushed so loudly as you cleaned the bowls that you didn’t hear your bedroom door open. It wasn’t until you felt a pair of strong arms around you, a cheek pressed against your shoulder, and fluffy blonde hair at the corner of your vision that you noticed that someone else entered the room.

“Hi, baby,” you smiled, turning off the water, putting the bowl down, and drying your hands.

JJ groaned and squeezed you tighter. You giggled and turned in his arms.

“What are you doing up so early?” you questioned as you kissed his cheek.

“Woke up to go pee and you weren’t there, needed to find you,” he mumbled, not picking his head up off your shoulder.

“Go back to bed, love, cookies will be done soon, you can have some when you wake up.”

He grumbled at your words, a silent “Hell no.” You sighed and walked him over to the couch.

“Lay down, baby,” You said while peeling him off of you.

He did as told but never let go of your wrist. If it wasn’t your intention to lay down with him, you were going to anyway. JJ didn’t give you an option.

You settled down with your head on his chest. He pulled you impossibly further into him. This was your happy place: wrapped in the arms of the boy that you loved.

Before you knew it, you peered up at the oven timer and saw that there were only 46 seconds left. You inhaled and exhaled deeply before speaking, “Didn’t you get up because you had to pee, love?”

JJ sighed and patted your back twice, your guys’ little sign that you had to stop cuddling to get up.

You stood up off of him and helped him up. He gave you one last tight hug before walking past you to the bathroom. You took this opportunity to turn your music back on and slip your hands into oven mitts.

The oven beeps loudly just as JJ is walking out of the bathroom. You open the oven and grab the pan of cookies, placing them on the stove to let them cool.

Once you take your hands out of the oven mitts and place them on the counter, JJ wraps his arms around you again.

He sways his hips with the beat of the music you are playing, taking you with him. You turned around in his arms and pressed your hands to his face. Neither of you could stop yourself from smiling. The two of you danced all around the kitchen to the music playing from your phone.

As the song came to an end, JJ sat down on the couch, silently begging you to sit with him. You couldn’t grant his wishes, so you bent down to where your lips grazed his ear.

“I can’t, love, gotta finish up the cookies,” you whispered in his ear. You could visibly see his goosebumps and the shiver running down his spine. You placed a kiss under his ear and trailed your fingers under his jaw before you turned away back to the kitchen.

As you moved the cookies from the tray to the cooling rack, you felt JJ come up behind you again. This time he pulled you in tighter, pressing his hips into your own. You hummed in contentment, knowing you did a good job at teasing him.

He began to tuck his hand under the waistband of your shorts before you heard another door open in the chateau.

“Good morning!” your brother yelled rather loudly as he exited his bedroom. He did this every day since you and JJ had started dating, you suspected to make sure he doesn’t witness anything he didn’t want to. Today, you were very thankful for that. JJ swiftly moved his hand out of your pants and created a small distance between you two.

Both you and JJ rang out quickly with your separate “good mornings,” as you tried to make yourselves look busy and not suspicious.

John B knew what you guys were doing, but pretended as if he didn’t for everyone’s sake. You finished putting the cookies on the cooling rack while JJ pulled out his phone, pretending to scroll through social media.

John B turned into the bathroom and JJ was on you again.

“Come on, baby, don’t tease me like that,” he said while pulling your hips to his again.

“We can’t, hun, B will be back any second,” you whispered while inches away from his face.

JJ let out a sigh and pulled away from you. He tried to hide it but you noticed him adjust his pants. You smiled to yourself and grabbed a cookie.

“Want one?” You said as if nothing had happened.

He opened his mouth and you obeyed, feeding it to him. He took a large bite and you did the same.

“You are the best baker, babe,” he said through bites. You smiled and offered him a bite.

“So,” John B started, coming out from the bathroom. “Any cookies for me?”

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madilovrs · 1 year

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Welcome to my Masterlist!!

Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Steve Harrington

OBX

JJ Maybank

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Billy Hargrove Masterlist

There For You

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Robin Buckley Masterlist

Movie Night

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Nancy Wheeler Masterlist

She

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Eddie Munson Masterlist

You Deserve The World

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Steve Harrington Masterlist

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There For You

Billy Hargrove x Reader

summary: billy needs someone to help him but he doesn’t want the help.

1.3k words

Dating Billy Hargrove was never an easy task. You loved him, but he had been through more than most people had in their entire lifetime and it, in turn, caused a lot of mental damage. He tended to take this out on other people, which repelled anyone from trying to help him. So by the time you got to him, there were a lot of pieces for you to try to put back together.

The two of you had made the plan to meet up at his house at 12:30 am, giving his dad enough time to fall into a deep sleep before you came over. Billy didn’t want you to have to witness something that you should never have to. You, however, were unaware that there was anything he was protecting you from. You never thought twice about showing up at his house late at night. You were never afraid of what you might see there because you simply didn’t know.

So on this particular day, you followed the normal routine. You left your house five after 12 and parked 4 houses away from his. As you were walking from your car to his house though, you noticed that the window was closed and the curtains were drawn shut. Your feet stalled, unsure of what to do. Billy had always kept his window open a crack and had the curtains open when you came over. What was different this time?

You continued to his window nonetheless and tapped softly on it to not wake anyone but Billy. You heard movement from the room and exhaled a sigh of relief, previously worried that he had been upset with you.

Your worry quickly returned as you didn’t see him approach the window, instead, the dull light coming from the room switched off. You stood there in shock for a second, gathering your thoughts and pulling your cardigan closer to you, suddenly feeling a chill run down your spine. You couldn’t tell if it was from the cold shoulder your boyfriend had given you or from the chilly January weather.

You stood still at the window, watching your breath leave your mouth in the below-freezing cold, contemplating what to do. Then, the idea came to you.

You snuck around the perimeter of the house until you reached the window you knew belonged to your boyfriends younger sister. You tapped on her window just as you did on her brothers.

The redhead peeked through her curtains warily, but calmed down and opened them fully when she saw it was you. She slid open her window and spoke.

“Y/N? what are you doing here?” she said through a yawn.

It had just occurred to you that you didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t know that you were there to see Billy because then she would wonder why. You couldn’t risk her telling people about you and Billy’s relationship. While you didn’t think she would tell everyone, you knew she would tell Dustin, and Dustin would tell Steve, and once it reached Steve, everyone would know.

You settled on, “can I come in?”

She wordlessly held out her hand to help you climb into her window. “So what are you doing here?” she repeated, more awake and patience wearing thin.

You sighed. The only choice was to tell her.

“I’m- uh- I’m here to see Billy.”

Her face was a jumble of emotion. Confusion then disgust, anger and then settling on annoyance. “I knew there had to be something going on,” she said finally, rolling her eyes.

Now it was your turn to be confused. “Uh- wha- what do you mean you knew? How would you know?”

“Oh come on, Y/N, you know the walls are thin. I can hear your voice coming from his room.”

You froze. If max could hear then… could his dad?

“Oh… so uh… do you think… your parents…?”

“Calm down, I can only hear because our rooms are right next to each other. If Billy’s dad knew you snuck in every week, you would know.”

You exhaled quickly. Good, that was good, you thought and then remembered why you came in the first place and the series of events that led you here.

“Is Billy ok?” you asked.

Max was quiet.

“Max? Is Billy ok? What happened?” You started to worry.

“He and his dad got into a fight. I don’t know if he wants to be around anyone.”

“Oh…” was all you could say. You contemplated your options but ultimately decided that if Billy was hurting then you could make him better.

You left Max's room and walked the short distance to Billy’s. You didn’t bother knocking and just walked right in.

Billy was ready to start yelling at Max for barging in but softened when he realized it was you. Before he realized it, it was you.

He swiftly got up off his bed and charged over to you, closing the door violently behind you. “What the fuck are you doing here? Go home,” he said quietly through gritted teeth.

“No.”

Billy’s eyes widened at your response. “What do you mean ‘no’?” he growled.

“I mean no. I’m not going home. What’s wrong? I want to help you.”

Billy wasn’t used to such stubbornness. He faltered for just a second, now knowing what to do.

“Billy, just tell me what’s wrong. I’m here to help you. Is it your dad?”

The man in front of you noticeably shrunk at the words. “What do you know?” he said in a quieter, gentler voice, almost sounding defeated

“I don’t know anything. Max mentioned you got in a fight with your dad, that’s all,” you said, suddenly scared by the switch of tone. You felt as if you said something you shouldn’t have.

It was as if you could see the anger rising in his throat again. “I’m gonna kill her,” was all he said before trying to push past you. You held firm.

“Billy. Stop. What happened? Just talk to me,” you pushed further. It was then, looking at him from so close, that you could see the blooming red mark on his left cheek. “Bills…” you said, hand reaching up to graze over it.

He stared into your eyes, unsure of what to do or say. Wordlessly, you grabbed his wrists and led him over to his bed. You lay down and pulled him on top of you, pressing his head to your chest as you cuddled him. You ran your fingers through his hair as you heard a sniffle. Another. And a couple more. He was crying.

You don’t know how long the both of you stayed there in that position, not a word passing between you two. After a while, you felt his breathing even out and heard a soft snore coming from billy. You soon followed him into slumber, feeling the security of knowing that your boyfriend feels comfortable enough around you to sleep.

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When you woke up, Billy was no longer in your arms. You looked over at his clock and read the time: 5:47.

What on earth is he doing up so early? you thought to yourself.

As if he heard your inner voice, Billy strolled into the room holding two plates full of eggs and toast.

“Hey,” was all he said in a soft voice as he moved to sit next to you on the bed.

“What’s all of this Billy?” you asked quietly.

He was silent for a second, not knowing how to respond. He decided to go with the truth of his unexpected chivalry.

“no one’s ever done that before.”

There were no other words that needed to be said. You enveloped him in a tight hug, both of you never wanting to let go.

#billy #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #billy stranger things #billy hargrove stranger things #billy st #imagine #angsty but fluffy #angst with a happy ending #fluff #max mayfield #max #max mayfield stranger things #max stranger things #oneshot

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madilovrs · 1 year

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Movie Night

Robin Buckley x fem!Reader

summary: you and robin sit next to each other while watching a movie and you, close to sleep, realize just how gorgeous she is

1.4k words

warnings: none really i don’t think

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There was nothing you'd rather do on a Friday night than watch a movie with your best friends. Sure, there were plenty of parties and other friends inviting you out, and you'd love to attend, but there was nothing more fun to you than weekly movie nights. Over the past 3 years of monster hunting, everyone in the party (plus the honorary older members that have been acquired throughout the years) looked forward to hanging out without the threat of Hawkins tearing open and the Upside Down peaking through. You all had decided to make it a weekly tradition after Vecna attacked the teens of Hawkins. This week was Pretty in Pink picked by "Nancy" (Steve). Usually, you would have been excited to see Pretty in Pink, it was one of your favorites, but you were in the mood for something more exhilarating for the night.

After graduating from Hawkins High School this past June, you had tried to get a job in town, but the only one that accepted you was Melvalds. It was a fine job, paid a good amount, and kept you busy, but it was boring, and while you were grateful for the 5 months without any life-threatening situations, the attacks did break the "Nothing Happens in Hawkins" reputation the small town had just 4 years ago. Recently, though, when nothing was happening, it was nice to watch a thrilling movie to get your heart rate up. You weren't gonna argue with watching it, though. The group had a careful system of who got to pick the movie, implemented after the third or fourth movie night in which Dustin and Mike had an altercation over who should pick.

Since the last two people to pick the movies were you and Robin, you were banished to the floor, a fact that Steve was eager to remind you two of the minute you entered the house. So now here you all are, scattered across Steve's basement about 5 minutes into Pretty in Pink, and your eyelids were already dropping. You were on the cusp of slumber when Robin nudged your side.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked you worriedly.

You tried to give her a coherent response but you really didn't have the energy to want to. You groaned lightly, not opening your eyes.

"I can't understand when you mumble, Y/N," she said lightly, nudging you again.

"God, you sound like my mom... or Steve." You both chuckled lightly. Steve, who was sitting on the couch you were leaning on, nudged your back with his knee, making you laugh harder. You finally picked your head up and looked at Robin. She was smiling humorously at you but you could tell she was worried. Robin had always been terrible at hiding her emotions. You sighed and relaxed your neck, your head lulling forward.

"What's going on? I thought you loved this movie," she questioned while tilting her head.

"I do..." was all Robin heard before you fell back into mumbling. Robin knew what you meant though and hummed in response.

"You know, you don't have to come here every week, you work your ass off, it's okay if you wanna get a headstart on your sleep sometimes."

You smiled, picking your head up again and looking at Robin. "I know, I love spending time with you guys though, no matter how tired I am or how boring the movie is."

"Whoa, did you just call Pretty in Pink boring? You must be exhausted," She nudged you again. Robin's reassuring smile then turned into a real one. A bright one. A beautiful one.

Has she always been this beautiful?

"Were glad you're here, but you need your rest sometimes."

"Thank you for worrying, Robin, but-"

"Can you guys be quiet? We're trying to watch a movie," Dustin snapped from across the room, the popcorn in his hands flying wildly as he gestured his hands. You and Robin looked at each other and started giggling before settling back into the bottom of the couch, more comfortable than before.

You made it maybe 10 more minutes into the movie before relaxing onto Robin's shoulder and letting sleep overcome you. Robin sighed and rested her head on yours, feeling more comfortable than either of you had felt in a long time.

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When you had woken up, the basement was empty with the exception of you and Robin in the same position as you had been so many hours before. Without moving your head, you glanced at the digital clock next to the television.

6:32 AM

You shut your eyes for a long time, dreading getting up to drive home, only to have to get ready for work. Robin must have noticed your sudden tensity, for she started to stir.

"Mmm, Y/N," she groaned and rolled her head from you to the now empty couch. You picked your head up slowly and stretched your sore neck. Still slightly groggy with sleep, you look over at Robin.

How is she even more beautiful when she's asleep?

You sighed deeply and tilted your head while admiring her beauty before standing and stretching your stiff body. Begrudgingly, you left her to make some breakfast in Steve's kitchen.

Out of the corner of your eye, while munching on a bland piece of toast, you saw Robin stumbling into the room.

"Morning sunshine," you said blandly, smiling at the disheveled girl while starting the coffee maker. She grumbled in response, slumping against the counter. "Sleep well?"

"I always sleep well next to you," she smiled lightly, looking down at her feet, "but, maybe it would've been better if we had laid down, my neck hurts so bad."

You giggled at her before fully realizing what she had said. I always sleep better next to you. The thought of the possible romantic intention behind it made your stomach flutter. You looked down at your feet and smiled into our toast.

"Enjoying my coffee?"

You and Robin both looked up startled to find Steve standing in the doorway, one hand on his hip, the other rubbing his eye. Robin glanced at you with a playful smile before returning her gaze downward.

"Thanks for letting us stay the night, Steve," you said with a smile, putting down the coffee cup.

"Yeah, yeah, don't mention it," He waved his hand as he spoke, his eyes flicking between you and Robin. "Hey, uh, you guys need a ride home?"

"Oh no no, I drove last night, I'll be outta here in a second," you smiled, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly like a burden.

"I do, Steve," Robin looked up and smiled awkwardly.

You and Steve exchanged a glance. He raised his eyebrows once. You returned it with a confused look. He tilted his head annoyed and rolled his eyes.

"Uh, well since Y/N is already driving herself home, Im sure she can take you."

"Uh, oh yeah. Yeah! I-I can!" you stumbled over your words. Robin's face brightened exponentially.

"Oh great!" She smiled at you, almost longingly, if you had to put it into words. Steve's cough interrupted the moment.

"Okay, well, you two lovebirds have fun, I'm gonna go back to my comfy bed."

You and Robin exchanged a glance, both blushing furiously. Steve examined the scene and turned to go back up the stairs.

"Let's get going, shall we?" you said awkwardly. Robin nodded and followed you out of the house.

"Hey about what Steve said-" you began once you were both sitting in your car.

"Don't worry about it! Steve's a dick, he'll say anything if he thinks it'll make me awkward. Plus, were like the only girls who like girls that he knows so, of course, he's gonna do something-" Robin rushed out, but couldn't finish her thoughts because of your interruption.

"Why would what he said make you awkward?" You feigned innocence.

"Oh! Uh, I don't know what I was thinking, sor-" She wasn't able to finish her apology before you managed to place a swift kiss on her lips.

"Whoa mama," Robin chuckled nervously, "ew, why did I say that- you know what, I don't care." She kissed you again, all of the pent-up emotion she had been harboring for you finally escaping. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time," Robin said, leaning her forehead against yous. You both sat there in Steve's driveway, smiling and as happy as could be.

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin #robin stranger things #fluff #robin buckley stranger things #robin buckley x f!reader #robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley x fem!reader #stranger things #robin st #from wattpad lol

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She

Nancy Wheeler x fem!Reader

summary: you want nancy but you don’t know if nancy would want you

inspired by She by dodie

800 words

warnings: angst

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You were smart and in all of the hardest classes at Hawkins High School. The only class you struggled with in your junior year was physics. Your struggle confused everyone who knew you because you had always been a science and math person. You had always thrived with the logic of science and math and the way there was always a right or wrong answer. It wasn't the concept of physics or the contents of the class that caused the worst grade of your junior year. It was the people in it.

Actually, one person in it.

At the beginning of the year, you had all gotten the opportunity to choose the person you wanted to share a two-person desk with.

"The seating chart would not be changed all year. No exceptions," Ms. Davis had droned. So you were adamant to pick someone god. On the first day of class, you discovered that you had physics with Nancy Wheeler. The two of you had known each other your whole life but were never close. Nancy was kind and you'd always admired her beauty and generosity. In recent years, she had also grown into a bit of a badass, not to mention she was extremely intelligent.

These were just some of the reasons you had asked her to sit together. However, she hadn't just helped you with physics. You and Nancy had become best friends. You two had sleepovers almost every week and you two knew everything about each other, you knew how she smelled and her favorite chapstick flavor. However, your feelings for her were different than hers for you. She had an effect on you that you had never had with a girl before.

You knew her feelings weren't reciprocated. The majority of the conversations the two of you had at sleepovers were about her boyfriend, Jonathon. You knew you would be better for Nancy though. It's not that Jonathon was a bad boyfriend by any means, but you were a better match, you could provide Nancy with everything she had ever wanted. But you knew that you couldn't think like that. You weren't allowed to like her.

Nancy Wheeler was a girl who liked boys.

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"Y/N, you gotta stop looking at her like that," Robin whispered while luffing your arm, noting your wistful gaze toward Nancy and Jonathon browsing Family Video's selection. You and Robin had been friends for a while, both being considered Hawkins High outcasts. The two of you worked together alongside Steve Harrington at Scoops Ahoy earlier in the summer, but due to the incidents at Starcourt, you were forced to relocate. The three of you, with a newfound bond, applied together at Family Video.

At the time, it seemed like a good idea. Before you realized Jonathon's affinity for movies he dragged Nancy into.

"I know..." you said slowly, looking away. You are not allowed to look at her like that. That was a job for boyfriends.

"I mean you never know, Y/N/N, maybe she likes girls as well," Steve offered, "you'll never know until you tell her."

You shook your head immediately, "No. No, I couldn't. She means everything to me, I can't lose her." Robin and Steve exchanged a look. "I mean it's not that bad. She's pretty when she's happy.." You smile weakly while gazing at Nancy, knowing you cant risk ruining the bright smile on her face. She glanced over at you and offered a small wave, not waiting for a response before turning back to the wall of movies. You sucked in a sharp breath and looked at your feet again, biting your lip to stop the tears from falling.

"Maybe she just... doesn't know you're an option?" Robin egged, willing you not to feel this way after witnessing the encounter, "let her know."

"Robin, it's okay," you turned to her, smiling to reassure her. "I'm okay. I’m her best friend, and her best friend wouldn't sacrifice her happiness for a selfish reason."

Robin nodded. She knew you were right, but that's not what you wanted. More than anything, you wanted to be with Nancy.

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Nancy was a writer, she was comfortable with the grey area of literature, but was also very versed in the logic of science and math, the right and wrong. You were only fond of the logic, you didn't understand that grey area that was up for interpretation. There was no 'maybe' or 'possibly' to you. Only 'yes' and 'no', 'right' and 'wrong'.

Your mind was made. Nancy had never talked about liking girls with you, she rarely talked about anything other than her relationships and schoolwork and journalism. In your mind, this was her expression of telling you that she only liked guys. You were each other's best friend, out of all people, you would be the first to know about her sexuality.

But maybe the real reason Nancy didn't tell you was that she was scared of losing you.

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You Deserve The World

Eddie Munson x Reader

summary: you can’t sleep so you call your boyfriend to help you

1.3k words

warnings: a little angst, language, negative self talk

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It was around 1 am when you had given up on trying to fall asleep. You were a bit of an insomniac and you were well aware that it was cheesy to need your boyfriend to fall asleep. But Eddie was the definition of comfort to you. You knew you weren't gonna get to bed without him with you tonight, so reluctantly you flicked your light on and dialed up the number of Eddie's caravan. It rang four times and you started to lose hope that he was awake, until you heard a groggy "Hello?" from the other end.

"Hey, Eddie, it's Y/N. Im sorry to call you so late… but I can't sleep…. Can I come over?" You whispered into the phone, not wanting anyone at home to hear you.

"Of course, you can, princess. I'll come pick you up." He said quickly, hanging up before you could argue with him like he knew you would. You already felt bad enough about waking him up, you didn't want him to drive all the way to yours just to get you. You knew Eddie would have argued about it and insisted he come pick you up, but it didn't stop the guilt.

You walked out of your house and sat on the porch after gently putting the phone back on the hook. You rested your head in your hands and tore yourself up about waking up Eddie. You felt ultimately awful.

He deserves better, you thought. He shouldn't have to put up with my bullshit. I should deal with it on my own.

You were on the verge of tears and about to go back inside and tell Eddie not to come when you saw his headlights pull into your driveway. You stood up and wiped the tears trickling down your face with your sleeve before moving towards Eddie's car. He got out and pulled you into a tight hug, rocking you lightly. He pulled away from the hug slightly to look at you but you wouldn't make eye contact. His eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

"Hey," he said softly. "Look at me." You didn't respond, only stared down at your feet and sniffled quietly. Eddie tucked a strand of hair behind your ear with his middle finger and trailed his hand to under your chin. He pulled your head up to look at him but you still refused to look in his eyes.

"Whats wrong, princess?" he asked quietly. You made eye contact with him and saw the worry on his face, causing the tears to fall a little faster. You sniffled quickly before responding.

"Im sorry," you said, "I shouldn't have asked you to come. Im a big girl, I can get to sleep on my own."

"Y/N, don't worry about it, I love spending time with you," Eddie said while caressing your face.

"But I woke you up," you said while chewing your bottom lip, a habit you only did when you felt guilty. Eddie knew this.

"I was dreaming of you anyway, princess, now I'm getting the real thing." He offered an encouraging smile, but your guilt still didn't completely subside.

"Eddie, I shouldn't need you to help me fall asleep. It's not your job. Im sorry that you wasted your gas, but you should just go back," You said while turning to go back inside.

Eddie grabbed your wrist to turn you back around and pull you close to his body. "Y/N L/N, it is my job. It's my job to take care of you until the day we die. Isn't that what this means?" He asks while tapping your left ring finger, where the dainty promise ring lay that Eddie had gotten you for your birthday. You stayed quiet knowing he was right. You looked away from him and buried your face in your hands, the tears coming faster than before.

"I know, sweetheart, I know," He said while pulling you into another hug. "Come on, I’ll take you back to my place. We can cuddle and I’ll give you one of my shirts to wear if you want? This one's covered in snot now." He let out a breathy laugh while tugging at your sleeve. You nodded slowly and let him open the passenger side door for you. He helped you in and buckled you up before closing the door and walking back around to the driver's side.

Just being in Eddie's presence calmed you, even if you felt like a burden. If it wasn’t evident in the release of tension in your body, it was in the way your eyes felt so heavy you struggled to keep them open; a feeling you hadn't felt in a while. Eddie noticed and smiled to himself, absolutely enamored by the way you felt so comfortable around him.

By the time Eddie had pulled up to his caravan, you were about to fall asleep, but Eddie’s door opening and closing startled you awake. You took a deep breath and unbuckled your seat belt, reaching for the door handle, but Eddie beat you to it.

"That's my job, princess," He smiled as he extended his hand to help you out of the car. The gesture made you smile and you gave Eddie a tight hug before you went inside. He inhaled your scent as he nuzzled his head on top of yours. Then, without warning, Eddie picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You both chuckled all the way into the trailer and to Eddie's room. He finally put you down again on his bed.

"Don't you dare move a muscle, princess. I have something for you," Eddie said as he opened up his small closet, "Close your eyes."

You did as he said when suddenly you felt a small weight on your stomach. You opened your eyes to see a teddy bear wearing a small hellfire t-shirt. You have no idea where he would've gotten it but that's not what you cared about at that moment. You brought it close to your chest and inhaled. It smelled like him. Tears were threatening to spill again. You hated how emotional you got when you were tired.

He climbed onto the bed with you and handed you something else. It was his Hellfire T-shirt. There go the tears. You were crying heavily in Eddie's bed and laid back down, clutching the T-shirt and the teddy bear

"What wrong, princess?" He asked for the second time that night.

You shook your head before wiping your face, "I don't deserve you. You do so much for me, and I don't do anything."

"That's not true, sweetheart, having the honor of being with you is more than enough. You are the most incredible person I know and anyone who disagrees is just wrong. You deserve the world, Y/N."

You weren't completely convinced, but you didn't have to be. Those words coming from Eddie were more comforting than anything you've ever experienced. You smiled softly at him and leaned in slowly. You and Eddie have been dating for a while, obviously, the two of you have kissed before, but every time still feels so electrifying. When your lips meet, you swear the sparks are so powerful they could blow out all of the power in Hawkins.

When he pulled away, he leaned his forehead against yours, "I love you, princess."

"I love you, too," You smile, one of the only genuine ones you've given out recently.

You pull away from Eddie completely before changing into his Hellfire shirt and cuddling up with him and the stuffed bear he got you. That night, you didn't have any more trouble falling asleep. You were with your comfort person. And your comfort person had gone out of their way to make you comfortable. Just the thought of someone caring that much made you tear up again. Happy tears this time. You loved Eddie. Eddie loved you. You sniffled again, trying not to get your snot all over Eddie's sheets, and cuddling closer to him and the bear, feeling more loved than you ever had before. Maybe Eddie was right…

You do deserve the world.

#stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #fluff #angst #imagine #angst with a happy ending #oneshot #from wattpad lol #eddie st4

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madilovrs · 1 year

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Perfect

Steve Harrington x Reader

summary: the one where steve comforts you after a long day and stays with you til he can’t

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this is my THIRD TIME trying to post this. tumblr is so mean to me and the spacing is wacky

It had been a long day. It was the middle of the scorching Indiana summer and the arcade's air conditioning went out, resulting in no customers. So not only was it long but boring as well. Finally, in the comfort of your room, you flop onto the bed and groan into the pillow. You were tempted to fall asleep, still dressed for work, and you would have if it wasn't for the soft tapping coming from your window. Slightly startled, your head snaps to the sound, your heart pounding as you softly get out of bed and grab the book on your night stand - the only thing close to a weapon. You crept over to your window, hardcover book raised in one hand, the other softly grasping the delicate curtains. In a swift movement, you pulled open the curtains, ready to swing, only to relax at the sight of your boyfriend, Steve. Getting off of the soft bed, you walk toward the window and open it slowly.

"Hey, darling," You say as you lean on the window sill, not ready to let him in too easily. Steve raises his eyebrows and tilts his head slightly, noticing this.

"You gonna let me in, baby?" He says while studying your face.

"Why should I?" You say, matching his facial expression. He breaks and smiles.

"Because..." he pauses, "I miss you and I haven't seen you all day." You hum in contentment at his answer and move aside for him to climb in.

Once steady, he places a single hand on your cheek and pecks your lips. After the day you had though, this wasn't enough. As he pulls away, you grab the back of his neck with both hands and pull him back in. He hums, content against your lips. Somehow, you never get tired of kissing him. Every time you are with him it feels as if your stomach had been replaced with a butterfly garden. When you pull away, you share a smile.

Steve places both his arms around your waist and sways with you lightly. You, barely able to keep your eyes open, lay your head against his chest. He kisses your forehead gently and relaxes with your distinct scent all around him.

"How was your day, baby" He mumbles against your forehead, his eyes fluttering shut. You only groan in response. Steve breathes out, knowing exactly how you felt. "How can I help?"

This was probably your favorite thing about dating Steve. He understood the complexity of emotions and that you don't always want the same thing. He doesn't apply any of his past relationships to you. He was attentive and caring and at the beginning of your relationship, asked what you wanted and what you liked. He was straightforward. The communication was impeccable.

You sigh, "I don't know..." you try to think about what you really wanted, weighing all of the options in your head. "I just wanna relax, long day," you explained.

"Okay, baby, do you wanna just go to bed, or do you wanna read for a bit?"

"We can just go to bed, I don't wanna bore you."

Steve smiled down at you. "Are you sure? You can read to me if you want. I wanna know what happens next."

In that moment, you don't think he could've said anything more romantic. You leaned up to give him another peck on the lips.

"That sounds perfect, actually."

The both of you decided to get comfy and slip into bed, Steve immediately finding his place in your arms. You spooned face-to-face, Steve's head pressed to your chest. You wrapped your arms around his head to hold your book. You picked up where you had left off reading the night before, absentmindedly running your fingers through his hair, every now and then kissing his hairline when you flipped the page. You had managed to read two whole chapters before you abruptly stopped.

"Y/N?" Steve asked, wondering what had happened but not wanting to move from his position. When you didn't answer, he looked up only to notice that you had drifted off to sleep. He smiled as he admired you and moved gently so as to not wake you. He placed your bookmark where you had left off reading and carefully reached around you to place it on your bedside table. He pulled your comforter closer to make sure you weren't cold with the air conditioner blasting above you both. Steve didn't think it was possible to be happier as he snuggled in closer to you. Soon, his eyes became droopy as well and he joined you in sleep.

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The next morning came gracefully as the sun peeked through your curtains. It was the best sleep either of you had had in a while. You woke up a few minutes before your alarm but felt so awake you didn't even want to go back to sleep. All you wanted was to cherish the moment. You turned off your alarm before it went off because you didn't want Steve to be startled awake. You slowly pressed a kiss to his forehead, then his nose, then both cheeks, and finally his lips. When you pulled away, he brought you back in for another kiss on the lips.

"'Morning," he smiled with his raspy morning voice and eyes still closed. You hummed in response. He opened one eye to see you smiling down at him. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You’re so gorgeous" you gushed while admiring him. His smile widened and he nuzzled back into your chest. He mumbled an "I love you" which you gladly returned. You two stayed in that position for a good ten minutes before you sighed and got up. Tried to get up. Steve clung to your waist, reluctant to let you go.

"Stay, baby, how many moments do we get like this?" He asked with an exaggerated pout on his face.

You offered him an apologetic smile. "I know but I gotta start getting ready for work or else I'm gonna be late."

He groaned and let you get ready while he curled back into your bed, cherishing the smell of you. It was intoxicating to him. When he smells your scent, all he wants is to get more and more of it. It calms him and he craves it constantly. He can't even differentiate what the smell is. All he knows is that it smells like you and that makes him love it infinitesimally more.

He watches in adoration as you rush around your room to get all of your stuff together. When he notices you going into the bathroom for the second time, he knows you go to put on a coat of mascara and takes this as a sign to get up, slip his shoes on, and grab his keys from your nightstand.

When you rush out of the bathroom, it lights up your morning when you notice that Steve isn't still in bed. It's such a small thing, but knowing your morning routine and adjusting his accordingly made your heart feel like it was glowing. It felt so bright, you were sure Steve would notice. But he didn't. He was just stepping closer to you and pulling you in to press a kiss to your lips, then to your forehead. You smiled and grabbed his hand as you led him down the stairs and out the door, waving a quick goodbye to your parents on the way out.

Steve drove you to work and dropped you off. You had your own perfectly good car, but the idea of showing up to work with your boyfriend just made you happy. Plus, it gave you guys the opportunity to spend even more time with each other. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out of the car and striding confidently to the arcade. You were in your own little world of happiness as you left Steve. So much so, that you had forgotten about the broken air conditioning. Honestly, you didn't care, as long as Steve was there after your shift to cheer you up.

#steve harrington x reader #steve stranger things #steve harrington #steve x reader #steve #fluff #imagine #oneshot #stranger things

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madilovrs · 1 year

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Cool As Hell

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Word Count:

Warnings: Language

Summary: The Hellfire club finds out about Eddie's girlfriend.

General Taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1

Moots: @iheardarumorthings @thewritingbabe @scandalous-chaos @ddejavvu @winterwisteria @abibliophobiaa @roxetteblack @plumes-de-nuit @sapphireplums

"Is she wearing a Hellfire shirt?" The members of the Hellfire club whispered among themselves as you walked into the cafeteria.

"I've never seen her come to a campaign before," said Mike. "Maybe she's new?"

Eddie walked in a moment after you, grinning. He flung an arm around your shoulder and whispered something in your ear that made you laugh.

"Oh my gosh," Dustin whispered.

Eddie led you over to Hellfire's table and pulled you onto his lap. "Hey guys," he said, running his ringed fingers over your thigh. "This my girlfriend, (Y/N). (Y/N), this is the Hellfire club."

The club members gaped at you.

You waved nervously. "Hi."

"You have a girlfriend!?" Dustin blurted out. Mike hit his shoulder.

Eddie shrugged. "Yeah."

"Holy shit," Dustin breathed.

"Is it really that surprising?" you spoke up.

"I mean…" The boys began to stammer, struggling to explain themselves.

"You're just so… pretty," said Mike, immediately wincing. He scratched his head. "I would've expected Eddie's girlfriend to be more…" He struggled for a way to finish the sentence.

"More of a punk nerd?" you suggested, doe eyes wide.

"Yes!" Mike narrowed his eyes. "No?"

You laughed. "I'm just playing. Don't worry, I'm just as much of a freak as the rest of you." You leaned forward conspiratorially. "I read fantasy novels and play D&D too," you whispered.

Mike and Dustin grinned.

"All right." You slapped Eddie's thigh. "I'll be right back, I need food."

Eddie kissed your cheek and you got up and left. "So, what do you think of her?"

"Your girlfriend's cool as hell, man," Dustin appraised.

Eddie grinned. "I knew y'all would like her."

"So is she part of Hellfire now?" Mike asked.

Eddie shrugged. "If she wants to be."

"But she's wearing a Hellfire shirt."

"Oh, that's my shirt."

Dustin gagged.

"Oh, come on, man." Eddie rolled his eyes. "Grow up."

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madilovrs · 1 year

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hi!! welcome to my blog!! my name is madison and i’m 18 and bisexual, my pronouns are she/her!!

i love writing and so i thought i would make this blog to share some of my stuff and hopefully i can make some content you love!

following is a list of fandoms i am a part of and people i would love to write for:

STRANGER THINGS

steve harrington

eddie munson

robin buckley

billy hargrove

OBX

jj maybank

THE OUTSIDERS

darry curtis

sodapop curtis

steve randle

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if one of your comfort characters from the fandoms above aren’t listed, we probably just don’t have that comfort character in common but that’s ok! i’m more than happy to take requests for them anyway!

there are also plenty more fandoms that i love that i am currently not super into but i do still like anyway, so if you like these fandoms and think we may have another in common, feel free to reach out and ask if i’d write for another bc the answer might just be yes!!

on that note, feel free to reach out for any reason! for a request, to learn about me, to be mutuals, or just if you need someone to talk to!! i’d be happy to respond!!

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other writing platforms:

wattpad: @madilovrs

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