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imagine Steve going all Days of Future Past from the majority of the people he loves being dead to the past where almost all of them barely know each other
imagine him seeing the people he watched die alive again and him holding back tears and itching to hug them and not being able to
imagine him agonizing over what people he can save this time around, not just his friends, but like. can he save Barbs? or would it mess things up too much because Nancy might not be pulled into this at all? and thinking that maybe that would be good for her but can they afford this? Nancy is a very important member of the team
could he try to save Billy? he might hate the guy but Max was devastated by his death and she is one of "his" kids now and he hates to see her hurt. but he doesn't even know what when and how billy gets roped into this shit
imagine Steve looking at Robin and Eddie in school wanting to hangout with them instead of Tommy H and Carol but knowing they really dislike him. imagine him looking over his shoulder sometimes wanting to share a joke with Robin but she is not there. or him staring sometimes at Eddie wishing he could just tell him how he feels because what if Eddie dies again
and overall Steve knows what he is supposed to do but it's the most vague shit ever and he doesn't know how to get there and what if he somehow breakes something by meddling too much?
Steve selfishly wanting to end it all himself so others would just have a normal life, despite knowing full well it's not possible. and perhaps even more selfishly thinking he can't really live anymore without these people in his life
It would would be so full of angst and so much feels but in the end no one he cares about dies and so it's all been worth it
#since it's not as big time difference as in dofp steve doesn't return to the present#i think he will try to get to the gang first and help with El and everything as much as he can#while at school he tries to befriend Robin and god it should not be this hard they were friends once already!#but it takes time for Robin to stop being suspicious of him#oh and he drops Tommy and Carol real fast the first time they are shit talking someone#and he can't believe he stuck around for as long as he did#he doesn't even know how to approach Eddie and is stressing out so much because time is ticking#and it happens accidentally when Steve stumbles upon some guys about to bit Eddie up#and oh it's the fisrt school fight he's ever won (because years of battling fucking demons or whatever will do that to you)#stranger things#steve harrington#steddie#i bet steve also slipps up sometimes and says things he is not supposed to know yet or refers to events that haven't happend#and Dustin eventually forces him to confess what the fuck is that all about
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Bleeding Love 🌸
You have Hanahaki disease and time Is running out to confess your feelings for Eddie.
Even in the darkest times hope finds a way.
Warnings: Angst, mentions of blood, hanahaki disease, unrequited love or is it? fluff.
Don't copy, reuse or repost my work.
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The Blossoms are pink, innocent looking but they insight fear in you that you've never felt before.
You've faced monsters in the Upside Down but this is the scariest shit you've ever seen.
Pain grips your stomach and you vomit, the Blossoms are growing more and more each time your sick.
When the disease first took root inside you, the petals were so small, it was easy to forget that it even happened (even if in the back of your mind the worry bloomed each passing hour)
Over the last few weeks the petals had been growing in volume. To the point that you were making excuses not to see your friends, anxiety and stress from what was happening overwhelming you.
Stomach aching you curl up on your bed terrified about the severity of the situation you were in.
Hanahaki disease had took hold on you and every day you suffered more and more, the only way for this to stop was if you confessed your feelings to the one person who you were madly in love with.
Eddie Munson, but that was impossible. He was your friend, he had a girlfriend and you knew he didn't feel the same.
You were doomed literally to unrequited love and there was nothing you can do to stop it.
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Hiding it from the boys at Hellfire ended rapidly. Harriet was at the latest meeting with Eddie and even though you tried to ignore the constant affection she was lavishing on Eddie, you heard all of it.
Each kiss or comment made your heart rip open at the seams, agony wracks your stomach and you can barely concentrate on the game.
You don't notice Eddie watching you concerned.
Eventually the pain is too much to ignore, the pain in your body is vicious and petals force their up your throat, it chokes you and you being to cough.
Dustin who is beside you, immediately begins to panic and the game is forgotten in the panic.
"What's wrong with her?" Harriet screeches and Eddie is by your side in an instant. His presence should be soothing but it has the opposite effect and the petals are soon brought up.
Blood and the petals mix on the table and you stumble into Gareth who catches you before you fall.
"Shit" Lucas eyes are wide and blown and Jeff looks sick to his stomach.
"Fuck... Is that? Are those petals" you nod feeling numb and tears run down your cheeks.
"How long?" Gareth asks and you wipe your eyes, shaking.
"A few weeks, it's getting worse" Eddie looks between you and Gareth his eyebrow raised and panic over his face.
"You know what this is?" he demands to Gareth who nods sadly and squeezes your hand.
"Hanahaki disease, the victim of the disease coughs up flower petals when suffering from one sided love" silence fills the room and you're helped up by Dustin and Lucas.
"Well, there has to be a cure right?" Eddie implores and Gareth swallows, tense. He doesn't want to say what you already know and have to accept.
"Eddie... She has to confess to who she loves and they return her feelings. It can't be friendly feelings it has to be love" Eddie's face turns paler by the minute and his voice is barely a whisper as he asks his next question.
"What's the other option?"
"Wait I've heard of this disease Nance has a book on it the other option it's..." Mike freezes and Eddie looks like he might explode at any minute.
"Don't leave us in fucking suspense Wheeler! What is it?" his voice is higher now and he moves closer to you, concern and worry pouring off him.
"Death" Mike murmurs and Eddie stiffens on the spot and he turns to you his face full of determination.
"Yeah, that's not fucking happening. Who's the guy? Is it Harrington" Eddie demands and you shake your head, your throat is scratchy and you cough again, bits of petals falling out your mouth.
"It's no use Eddie. He doesn't feel the same" you know it in your bones. Eddie's face falls and he shakes his head.
"No, no fucking way. You're not going anywhere you hear me. Who is he? You have to tell him princess" There's a tiny note of hysteria in his voice and you touch his cheek gently.
"I can't force him to love me Eddie" your voice is tender and kind but it doesn't stop Eddie's lip from wobbling and real tears pool in his eyes.
"I can't lose you" he whispers and your heart breaks at his pain. The coughing starts again and the force burns your lungs, has you gasping for breath.
String arms steady you and you rest your head on Gareths shoulder. "I need to go home"
You're exhausted, aching all over and just want to sleep, Mike calls Nancy on his walkie talkie and you hear snippets of their conversation.
"Wait Nancy says that surgery is an option to remove the infection! It removes the feelings too and all memory of the person"
Lose your memories of Eddie? There was no way. You shake your head.
"Not an option" Eddie gapes at you and anger crosses his features.
"I don't care if this douchebag is a Greek god he's not worth your fucking life. You don't deserve to die princess"
Harriet is watching Eddie with a contemplative look on her face and she reaches out to him.
"Can we talk?"
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Eddie is out of his mind with worry. Anger, frustration and panic fills his veins and he kicks a near by trashcan to let some of the feelings out.
"Eddie" Harriet begins and he shakes his head feeling the beginnings of a panic attack take hold.
"I can't lose her, I can't" the fear chokes him and he can't calm down. Harriet softens as she watches him.
"Wow, you really do love her don't you" she gets it now, how he was never really fully invested in her, not while his heart was with you.
It hurts a little but she thinks on some level she's always known. Eddie nods.
"Of course I do. She's my best friend" he replies instantly and she chuckles.
"Sweetie, that's not what I mean. You're in love with her aren't you?" she expects Eddie to deny all the feelings but his shoulders slump and he sighs sadly.
"She's in love with someone else incase you haven't noticed and it's killing her" Harriet ignore this and kisses Eddie on the cheek.
"We had a good run. Do me a favour yeah? Tell her. You never know, that's all I'm saying" he looks skeptical but nods and just like that she walks out of his life.
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Everything smells like Eddie, Old Spice, a hint of smoke and leather. You open your eyes to find you're in his bed and he's beside sitting on the floor beside you, his hand in yours.
"How did I get here?" you barely remember anything that happened and Eddie fills you in.
"I brought you here. Wanted to keep an eye on you sweetheart" it warms your heart and you squeeze his hand.
"Maybe there is hope with this surgery thing? Might be a good idea or at least worth a try? If you get rid of these feelings it's best for you." Eddie gets up and settles on the bed looking hopeful and he continues speaking.
"Still don't you want to at least confess and know for sure that he doesn't feel the same" this quietens you for a moment and you ponder this.
At least you would know either way.
"I... It's you Eddie. It's always been you" for a second Eddie doesn't say anything and you're already cursing yourself for screwing up.
"I know you don't feel the same and it's okay, you have Harriet and... He doesn't let you finish the words as his lips press to yours.
The action stuns you but the feel of Eddie's lips on yours is perfect, you ease into the kiss before pulling away as reality sinks in.
"We can't... Harriet is your girl" he shakes his head and you're confused. What the hell happened in the last couple of hours?
"She told me to tell you how I feel. We're over sweetheart. It would never have worked out because I'm head over heels in love with you"
The reality of his words don't sink in until the pain in your body lessons and begins to fade, the pressure on your lungs eases bit by bit and breathing feels easier and easier.
It only means one thing. Eddie does love you like you love him. The joy is all consuming and instead of agony all you feel now is hope and blooming happiness.
"Eddie" There's tears in your eyes and his stare back at you with utter devotion as he cups your cheeks.
"I wish you would have said sooner princess, the thought of you in all of this pain, god I love you so fucking much. To think I could have lost you...'' emotions overwhelm him and he kisses you again.
Everything feels brighter, your body healing from it's ordeal the last few weeks as Eddie presses kisses onto your lips and between each kiss is three little words.
I love you.
The happiness blooms even stronger now.
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Be My Queen
Chapter 2
Eddie Munson x reader x Steve Harrington
This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰
Chapter summary: the team gets ready to face probably the worst they've ever faced. What better timing to confess some feelings?
Chapter warnings: I think, none.
We finally arrive in this open field and I can take a break from all those creepy thoughts.
We split into small groups, Dustin and Eddie are tasked with making shields, Erica and Lucas with making spears, Max helps Nancy and me with the shotgun, Robin and Steve make "bombs".
Nancy wanted to be as sure as possible with the aiming so we're cutting the end of the shotgun.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Max asks me.
"Positive" I nod and before she could say anything back "it's safer for you this way"
"She is right, Max" Nancy supports me "I wish she wasn't, I wish there would be another way... but this is the safest option"
"I'm just scared, okay?" Max admits.
I sigh and so does Nancy. Just like the others Max quickly became like a sister, the exact moment we met, she was family.
Seeing her so distraught and uncertain makes my heart clench.
"So are we" I sweetly say to her. "Fuck... I'm more scared than ever if I'm being honest. But unfortunately, if we don't do anything, no one else will and... again, unfortunately, looks like we're smarter than anyone else"
A small smile appears on Max's face at my comment.
Then her eyes focus on Nancy's cutting the shotgun.
"Is this legal?" She asks her.
"I think it's felony" Nancy answers "but it guarantees one thing." Her eyes find mine for a moment before hitting the end and making it fall on the ground "I won't miss."
She says this to reassure me, which I'm more than grateful for.
"What about you?" Max looks at me "Are you gonna do something about those two idiots or you'll just wait and wait..?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I feign innocence.
"I'm pretty sure now is the best time to say something to them... you know, confess something" Max hints.
"I don't know. It's complicated..."
"It's not" Nancy chimes in as she stands up "just tell them how you feel. I know it's difficult, but... it's now or never"
I look at her and sigh, then turn to Max, who nods agreeing with her.
"Fine... yeah, alright."
I turn around to look at Steve by the RV with Robin, he probably feels like he's being watched so he looks up and about until his eyes find mine.
I gently smile at him and he smiles back. I can see he's worried sick, he probably feels guilty too somehow, that he can't find another way to do this.
I then look at Dustin and Eddie playing fight.
As he spins around he locks eyes with me and smiles waving at me as he walks backwards, he eventually falls and Dustin takes advantage of it and attacks him.
"He's such a baby" I whisper to myself with a smile.
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We're all waiting for Dustin and Nancy to check everything for the millionth time, never too careful they said.
I look at them, biting my nails and bouncing my foot.
"Hey" Steve's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Hi," I say softly.
"It's gonna be fine" he tries to reassure me.
"He's right" Eddie appears beside me too.
"Yeah.. easy for you to say. Your job is jamming with Dustin" I say with a forced laugh and they stay silent "I'm sorry... I didn't mean.."
"I know." Eddie gives my arm a soft squeeze.
"You're very brave, Y/n, you know that?" Steve tells me.
"Oh yeah? Then why I'm shaking like a freaking chihuahua?"
"Because it's still a crazy situation."
I look him in the eyes and see the sincerity in them, along with fear of course. I look at Eddie and see worry.
I think of what I'm getting myself into... Vecna might not want to kill me, but it doesn't mean he won't if necessary.
I guess it's time to talk.
"I... I think I need to tell you something" I sigh.
They look at each other, sharing an understanding nod.
"It's alright, sweetheart." Eddie squeezes my arm once again.
"We know," Steve says with a smile.
"What do you mean?" I ask. How?
"We talked the UpsideDown, while we were walking to Nancy's house. We... both realised our feelings for you. And we also realised that you're the one who has to choose" Steve explains.
"Yeah, we were about to argue on who had more right to ask you out, but you should decide who you want..." Eddie says" if you want any of us of course." He quickly adds.
Oh.
Oh!
They do feel something for me.
Oh god, what a relief I wasn't crazy.
"I..." I start, but Eddie cuts me off.
"The choice is yours and... it won't change anything. Whoever you choose" he says is almost resigned.
"I... don't want to choose," I say shyly.
"What do you mean?"
"I too have feelings for you... for the both of you," I say looking back and forth between them.
"Oh..."
"What..."
"Yeah" I laugh embarrassed looking down at my feet.
"That's... that's good," Steve says and Eddie nods.
"Is it?" I look up at them.
"Yeah. I mean... yeah" Eddie looks relieved and just smiles, while Steve chuckles grinning.
"Cool"
"It's implied we're taking you out on a date after this is over" Eddie declares grabbing my hand.
"If this.."
"Don't." Steve stops me "we're gonna make it, okay? I'm not letting some delusional monster prevent me from taking my girl out on a date"
"Our girl" Eddie corrects.
"Our girl out on a date" Steve repeats with a roll of his eyes.
"I'm just scared and I don't want to keep my hopes up" I confess.
"I know, love. Trust me, then. We're gonna make it. Right, Munson?"
"Definitely. Trust us, sweetheart." Eddie nods.
I look at them for a moment, they're trying to be strong for me.
I nod.
"Guys" Dustin calls us and we turn our attention to him "it's time to go"
"Let's go end this," I say and walk to the RV followed by Eddie and Steve.
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We're at Creel's house.
It's time.
Max, Lucas, Erica and I are about to get out.
"Alright, you know what you have to do, right?" Nancy asks us.
"Yes, Nance. We do. We got over it a thousand times." I tell her, to reassure her.
"Then one more won't hurt" she smiles, but she's tense.
"I know" I go hug her and she hugs me back tighter.
"No funny business, I don't want to come back to know you made a demonic deal with him to save us all, but sacrifice yourself" Robin blurts out hugging me once I pulled away from Nancy.
"Wouldn't dream of it, not without my lawyer"
"Please be careful" she whispers.
"Always"
"Wait!" Dusting exclaims.
"What's wrong?" Steve asks alarmed.
"What... we don't have a song for her," Dustin says.
"I don't think that would work for me," I tell him.
"Well, we can't be sure. Maybe it helps! Fuck... why didn't I think of it before" he curses.
"Language" I warn him
"I got it" Eddie chimes in, moving his hands into his pockets.
All eyes are on him, watching him curiously.
He takes out a tape.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Your favourite songs.." he quietly says, heat rising to his cheeks.
"Eddie.." I softly say walking to him.
He hands me the tape and I see there are all my favourite songs in it.
"I wanted to give it to you for your birthday, but... guess now it's the best time"
"It's still very appreciated. Thank you" I say kissing his cheek, he responds by hugging me tightly.
"Please be careful"
"I promise"
I pull away, still holding the tape in my hand and I turn to Steve.
"Kill him. Please." I say in a whisper.
"You don't need to tell me twice," he says.
I nod and wrap my arms around his neck while his are around my waist.
I turn ready to follow the others out, but Dustin stops me once again.
"I'm sorry," he says.
"About what?" I ask confused.
"That I couldn't find another way"
I immediately hugged him tightly.
"Shut up. Never say that again. It's gonna be fine and we'll be back at our movie night sooner than you think" I say to him and I pull away. "Okay?"
"Okay. Yeah..." he takes a breath and nods.
"After all... I'm pretty sure it's my turn to pick" I wink and he laughs rolling his eyes.
Finally, we wall out of the RV and into the Creel's house.
As Erica walks to take place in the playground, Max, Lucas and I start to place the lights around the house.
I sit on the ground, I try to calm myself watching Lucas and Max talking through notes. I hope they'll work it out after all this is done. Max has been through a lot this year, Billy wasn't exactly Mr Kindness, but he was still his brother and she saw him die, that must've been hard to witness, she deserves to be happy. Lucas deserves it too.
I can't help but think about Jim. When he signed the adoption papers and took me to Hawkins was, I think, the best day of my life. He taught me everything I know and he made me who I am today. I owe this to his memory, being brave for him, for him and El. I hope she's alright, and I hope to see her again after this.
Suddenly the flashlight outside catches my attention, Steve, Nancy and Robin must be ready.
Max and Lucas look at me, breath heavy with tension.
I take a deep breath.
Time to phase two.
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Be My Queen
Part 2
SteveHarrington x Hopper!femreader x EddieMunson
Sorry I'm late, I had some trouble finding both the time and the inspiration to write it.
This one is a little shorter than usual because I want the next one completely about baiting Vecna.
Anyway, I hope you guys like it, let me know also if you want to be tagged in the next chapter ❤️❤️
Chapter summary: the team gets ready to face probably the worst they've ever faced, what better timing to confess some feelings?
Chapter warning: none I think... if I missed something let me know.
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We finally arrive in this open field and I can take a break from all those creepy thoughts.
We split into small groups, Dustin and Eddie are tasked in making shields, Erica and Lucas in making spears, Max helps Nancy and I with the shotgun, , Robin and Steve making "bombs".
Nancy wanted to be as sure as possible with the aiming so we're cutting the end of the shotgun.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Max asks me.
"Positive" I nod and before she could say anything back "it's safer for you this way"
"She is right, Max" Nancy supports me "I really wish she wasn't, I really wish there would be another way... but this is the safest option"
"I'm just scared, okay?" Max admits.
I sigh and so does Nancy. Just like the others Max quickly became like a sister, the exact moment we met, she was family.
Seeing her so distraught and uncertain makes my heart clench.
"So are we" I sweetly say to her. "Fuck... I'm more scared than ever, if I'm being honest. But unfortunately if we don't do anything, no one else will and... again, unfortunately looks like we're smarter than anyone else"
A small smile appears on Max's face at my comment.
Then her eyes focus on Nancy's cutting the shotgun.
"Is this legal?" She asks her.
"Actually, I think it's felony" Nancy answers "but it guarantees one thing." Her eyes find mine for a moment before hitting the end and making it fell on the ground "I won't miss."
She says this to reassure me, which I'm more than grateful for.
"What about you?" Max looks at me "Are you gonna do something about those two idiots or you'll just wait and wait..?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I feign innocence.
"I'm pretty sure now is the best time to say something to them... you know, confess something" Max hints.
"I don't know. It's complicated..."
"It's really not" Nancy chimes in as she stands up "just tell them how you feel. I know it's difficult, but... literally it's now or never"
I look at her and sigh, then turn to Max, who nods agreeing with her.
"Fine... yeah, alright."
I turn around to look at Steve by the RV with Robin, he probably feels like he's being watched so he looks up and about until his eyes find mine.
I gently smile at him and he smiles back. I can see he's worried sick, he probably feels guilty too somehow, that he can't find another way to do this.
I then look at Dustin and Eddie playing fight.
As he spins around he locks eyes with me and smiles waving at me as he walk backwards, he eventually fells and Dustin takes advantage of it and attacks him.
"He's such a baby" I whisper to myself with a smile.
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We're all waiting for Dustin and Nancy to check everything for the millionth time, never too careful they said.
I look at them, biting my nails and bouncing my foot.
"Hey" Steve's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Hi." I say softly.
"It's gonna be fine" he tries to reassure me.
"He's right" Eddie appears beside me too.
"Yeah.. easy for you to say. Your job is basically jamming with Dustin" I say with a forced laugh and they stay silent "I'm sorry... I didn't mean.."
"I know." Eddie gives my arm a soft squeeze.
"You're very brave, Y/n, you know that?" Steve tells me.
"Oh yeah? Then why I'm shaking like a freaking chihuahua?"
"Because it's still a crazy situation."
I look him in the eyes and see sincerity in them, along with fear of course. I look at Eddie and see worry.
I think of what I'm getting myself into... Vecna might not want to kill me, but it doesn't mean he won't if necessary.
I guess it's time to talk.
"I... I think I need to tell you something" I sigh.
They look at each other, sharing an understanding nod.
"It's alright, sweetheart." Eddie squeezes my arm once again.
"We know." Steve says with a smile.
"What do you mean?" I ask. How?
"We talked the UpsideDown, while we were walking to Nancy's house. We... both realised our feelings for you. And we also realised that you're the one who has to choose" Steve explains.
"Yeah, we were about to argue on who had more righ to ask you out, but you should decide who you want..." Eddie says" if you want any if us of course." He quickly adds.
Oh.
Oh!
They do feel something for me.
Oh god, what a relief I wasn't crazy.
"I..." I start, but Eddie cuts me off.
"The choice is yours and... it won't change anything. Whoever you choose" he says is almost resigned.
"I... don't want to choose." I say shyly.
"What do you mean?"
"I too have feelings for you... for the both of you" I say looking back and forth between them.
"Oh..."
"What..."
"Yeah" I laugh embarrassed looking down at my feet.
"That's... that's good" Steve says and Eddie nods.
"Is it?" I look up at them.
"Yeah. I mean... yeah" Eddie looks relief and just smiles, while Steve chuckles grinning.
"Cool"
"It's implied we're taking you out on a date after this is over" Eddie declares grabbing my hand.
"If this.."
"Don't." Steve stops me "we're gonna make it, okay? I'm not letting some delusional monster prevent me from taking my girl out on a date"
"Our girl" Eddie corrects.
"Our girl out on a date" Steve repeats with a roll of eyes.
"I'm just scared and I don't want to keep my hopes up" I confess.
"I know, love. Trust me, then. We're gonna make it. Right, Munson?"
"Definitely. Trust us, sweetheart." Eddie nods.
I look at them for a moment, they're trying to be strong for me.
I nod.
"Guys" Dustin calls us and we turn our attention to him "it's time to go"
"Let's go end this" I say and walk to the RV followed by Eddie and Steve.
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We're at Creel's house.
It's time.
Max, Lucas, Erica and I are about to get out.
"alright, you know what you have to do, right?" Nancy asks us.
"Yes, Nance. We do. We got over it a thousand times." I tell her, to reassure her.
"Then one more won't hurt" she smiles, but she's tense.
"I know" I go hug her and she hugs me back tighter.
"Hey, no funny business, I don't want to come back to know you made a demonic deal with him to save us all, but sacrifice yourself" Robin blurts out hugging me once I pulled away from Nancy.
"Wouldn't dream of it, not without my lawyer"
"Please be careful" she whispers.
"Always"
"Wait!" Dustin exclaims.
"What's wrong?" Steve asks alarmed.
"What... we don't have a song for her" Dustin says.
"I don't think that would work with me." I tell him.
"Well we can't be sure. Maybe it helps! Fuck... why didn't I think of it before" he curses.
"Language" I warn him
"I got it" Eddie chimes in, moving his hands into his pockets.
All eyes are on him, watching him curiously.
He takes out a tape.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Your favourite songs.." he quietly say, heat rising to his cheeks.
"Eddie.." I softly say walking to him.
He hands me the tape and I see there are all my favourite songs in it.
"I wanted to give it to you for your birthday, but... guess now it's the best time"
"It's still very appreciated. Thank you" I say kissing his cheek, he responds by hugging me tightly.
"Please be careful"
"I promise"
I pull away, still holding the tape in my hand and I turn to Steve.
"Kill him. Please." I say in a whisper.
"You don't need to tell me twice" he says.
I nod and wrap my arms around his neck while his are around waist.
I turn ready to follow the others out, but Dustin stops me once again.
"I'm sorry" he says.
"About what?" I ask confused.
"That I couldn't find another way"
I immediately hug him tightly.
"Shut up. Never say that again. It's gonna be fine and we'll be back to our movie night sooner than you think" I say to him and I pull away. "Okay?"
"Okay. Yeah..." he takes a breath and nods.
"After all... I'm pretty sure it's my turn to pick" I wink and he laughs rolling his eyes.
Finally we wall out of the RV and into the Creel's house.
As Erica walks to take place in the playground Max, Lucas and I start to place the lights around the house.
I sit on the ground, I try to calm myself watching Lucas and Max talking through notes. I hope they'll work it out after all this is done. Max has been through a lot this year, Billy wasn't exactly Mr Kindness, but he was still his brother and she saw him die, that must've been hard to witness, she deserves to be happy. Lucas deserves it too.
I can't help but think about Jim. When he signed the adoption papers and took me to Hawkins was, I think, the best day of my life. He taught me everything I know and he made me who I am today. I owe this to his memory, being brave for him, for him and for El. I hope she's alright, and I hope to see her again after this.
Suddenly the flashlight outside catch my attention, Steve, Nancy and Robin must be ready.
Max and Lucas look at me, breath heavy with tension.
I take a deep breath.
Time to phase two.
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Headcanons for an Enemies to Lovers trope with Eddie Munson...
He loves to annoy you. He absolutely loves to annoy the shit out of you. This will involve yelling across the lunch hall at you, trying to goad you into fighting with him. He'll offer sarcastic and snide comments to you though never very rude or hurtful.
You like to annoy him just as much. Whenever you're walking past him, you ruffle his head which makes him yell out in annoyance. You just smile sweetly at him.
He rants about you to the Hellfire Club telling them about how you annoyed him and what you did. Dustin just looks over at Mike and the pair roll their eyes.
"What the hell are you two rolling your eyes about?!"
"Cause it's totally obvious that you have the hots for them!"
"Over my dead body, Henderson."
"We'll see..."
He's very against the idea of having feelings for you, very against it. He scoffs every time he remembers what Dustin had said. It annoys him that the two of them think that.
This continues until one day he sees you getting harassed by Jason Carver and company.
Anger flares up inside of Eddie, he immediately jumps to your defence and makes Jason and company fuck off and leave you alone.
You're confused, you don't get why he's jumped to your defence. It throws you off.
"You don't have to protect me you know. You hate me."
"I'm the only one that gets to annoy you, (y/n). No one else... And for the record, I don't hate you."
The relationship shifts after that. Yeah you still annoy each other but there's not as much distaste behind the words, it's almost like a chore for Eddie now.
You start to see him differently, you find yourself smiling at him as he stands on the lunch tables and makes fun of the basketball crew. There's just something there.
It starts to head to a crescendo after a party one night where you're both at. You start to tease him and he rolls his eyes and storms away outside. You follow him, curious as to why he's not arguing back with you, and you find him smoking in the empty backyard.
"It's getting harder and harder to argue with you, to pretend that I hate you."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, that anytime I see you, anytime I hear you, anytime I think about you I just want to kiss you."
He has you backed up against the wall, cigarette crushed under his combat boot, and he kisses you. It's a hard, fast kiss; hungry and desperate. You're confused but my god, he's a good kisser so your hands tug him closer. His fingers dig into your waist.
All too soon, the kiss is over and he's stormed off before you can actually ask anything. You're fucking confused. Confused about your feelings, about his feelings, confused about where your relationship now lies... Eddie leaves the party, too conflicted and confused to stay.
For now, your relationship stays in limbo and instead of shouting insults over the lunch hall, you're both quiet. You stop ruffling his hair, he stops annoying you. It all goes quiet.
He asks Dustin and Mike for advice and they just roll their eyes and shout, "WE TOLD YOU SO!"
It eventually gets to the two of them tricking you and Eddie and forcing you into an empty classroom to confront these feelings. They lock the door and don't let you out until you've confessed how you feel.
"You probably hate me for kissing you, don't you?"
"Hate you? Eddie, I never hated you. I was fucking confused as shit but it made me realise that I... I kinda want to kiss you all the time too."
"You do? Thank god for that because I don't know how much longer I can stay away from you. It's driving me crazy."
Ten minutes later, Dustin unlocks the door and opens it then screams and immediately slams it shut, "My eyes! My poor innocent eyes!"
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Heyyy dude I was reading your stories and can I just say wow your so good! I was wondering if you could do a hate-hate relationship with Steve x reader (just an example) reader or Steve you can choose says if your weren’t such a bitch/asshole I would totally date you and likeee smut after 🤍✨
warnings: smut, Steve being kinda cocky/mean but not really
word count: 2.5K
The knock on her bedroom door was so soft she almost didn’t hear it, but she knew for sure that it wasn’t her dad. Hop wouldn’t knock anyway, he’d just barge in if he needed her.
“You can come in, El.” she called out as she closed the book in front of her, knowing she was going to have to take her somewhere.
El walked in, smiling over at her sister meekly as she made her way over to the bed. She sat down on the edge, staring at her hands that rested in her lap.
“What’s up?” Y/N asked, turning to face El. “You need me to take you somewhere?”
“Mike asked me to come to his house.” El said bluntly, still staring at her hands.
Y/N sighed slightly at her words, dreading the next part of the conversation. If he wasn’t there to do it, Hopper made Y/N give El the parental spiel when she’d ask to go to Mike’s. Y/N knew he meant well, but it sucked for her because it was an awkwardly painful experience for her and El; although, witnessing Hop trying to give the spiel would have been even more painful.
“Alright, I hate this part as much as you do, but I have to ask all of these so Dad doesn’t rip both of our heads off.” she chuckled as she reached for her sister’s hand, making El smile slightly. “Are his parents going to be there and is it just gonna be you and him?”
“His mom is home. The party is playing D&D in the basement now.” El replied, already knowing exactly what Y/N had to hear from her.
“Okay, sounds pretty convincing to me.” she laughed, halfway surprised at El’s quick response as she stood up from her chair to slip on some shoes. “Let’s go, I guess. I’ll tell Dad later.”
As they drove to the Wheeler house, El talked about Mike and what they did that week for the majority of the trip. It was nice to see her little sister finally having some happiness in her life, even if it meant that she had to take her everywhere all the time. Y/N didn’t complain, though. It was hard to say no to the girl and it was even harder to stay in the house when El was upset about not going and Hop was upset about her annoyance.
“They invited you too.” El said as they pulled up to Mike’s house, smiling over at Y/N hopefully. “If you want to stay.”
Like said before, it was hard for Y/N to say no to El. So, she followed El into the basement to see the party gathered around a table while Steve Harrington stood next to Dustin, trying to figure out what was happening while Max explained something to him. Y/N rolled her eyes when she saw the brown-eyed boy, immediate annoyance rising in her chest.
“El! Y/N! Come join, we were just showing Steve how to play so we can show you too!” Dustin exclaimed, motioning for them to come to the table.
Y/N hesitated momentarily, not even wanting to talk to or be next to Steve. Neither of them were really sure why, but they hated each other. She thought he was an entitled ass, he thought she was just plain mean. She caught him glaring at her slightly when she walked in, but she ignored it. As much as she didn’t want to, she stayed anyways, she knew El really wanted her to be there. So, she walked to the table, watching eyes wide as Dustin immediately started telling her what he was doing and what he would do next.
Neither of them would ever admit it, but there was something more than hate between them. Maybe it was love, maybe admiration or maybe just pure lust.
The next hour or so was fine, neither of them said much to each other and listened to what everyone was saying without a word. That was, until Max tried to tell Steve to work with Y/N instead of her for a while. They argued the whole time, never letting the other one finish a full sentence or suggestion. It was amusing to everyone else in the room, but neither of them were happy about the situation.
“You guys would be a cute couple, you know. You’re already bickering like you’ve been married for twenty years.” Max laughed matter-of-factly after they finished the extremely short campaign, making Steve laugh and shake his head in denial.
“You know, maybe I would date you, Harrington. You’ve got the good looks, the nice smile, nice hair. But, you’re an asshole, to me at least.” Y/N said truthfully as she slightly cringed at her own words, narrowing her eyes as she spoke and felt the room go silent. “So if you weren’t such an asshole, maybe then I’d date you.”
“Oh I’m the asshole? I think you should take a look in the mirror before you say that again and you’ll see the true asshole.” he scoffed, rolling his eyes as he ran his fingers through his hair.
“Would you two shut up? You’re both assholes, okay?” Mike snapped, making El laugh as she clung onto his arm.
The two of them rolled their eyes and stayed silent for the rest of the time in the basement, not wanting to annoy the kids too much with their arguing. They knew they were being childish, but they didn’t want the other to win the fight.
Y/N took El home, avoiding the conversation about Steve with her by asking about Mike again on the way home. It was around midnight when Y/N heard a knock on her window, making her jump slightly in her seat at her desk. She made her way over to the window cautiously, holding a pair of scissors to protect herself in case it was someone trying to murder her or something ridiculous. The person on the other side was even more shocking than an intruder, Steve Harrington.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she whispered while opening her window quietly, not letting him come inside yet by blocking the majority of the window.
“I want to talk to you about earlier. Can I just come in, please?” he asked, his tone serious this time.
“No! You were an asshole earlier and I don’t wanna talk to you about anything.” she said crossly, glaring at him from inside.
“I deserve a chance to talk and explain myself. Please? If you say no, I’m coming in anyways.” he replied, watching her shake her head again. “Alright, I’ll just climb over and around you then.”
And he did just that; he climbed through the window by grabbing on to the corner of her desk for leverage, eventually grabbing her waist because she was the closest thing he could balance on. Her breath hitched as he touched her, goosebumps erupting on her skin as butterflies filled her stomach. That first touch sent sparks through her body and was when she realized how badly she wanted him, how badly she needed his touch. Maybe the sexual tension between them was the root of their issues?
“This is illegal, you know. And my dad is literally the chief of police and is sleeping in the room over.” she sneered as she crossed her arms, ignoring the feeling she got from his simple touch on her skin. “And how do you know where I live?”
“I’ve picked El up from here plenty of times. But you aren’t actually going to tell him, I know that.” Steve replied bluntly, smirking at her as he finally stepped all the way into the room. “Anyways. I wanted to talk to you about today.”
“About what? The part where I called you an asshole or the part where you actually were an asshole?” she replied. “Or are you here to call me an asshole again?”
“Yes—I mean no! I’m not here to call you an asshole again, I’m—I’m sorry I did that.” he replied, his tone more sincere as he spoke this time. “I was just annoyed, I guess?”
“About what?” she replied, furrowing her brow as she watched the boy struggle with his own thoughts.
“I don’t know! I’m so fucking conflicted about you.” he confessed, stepping a bit closer to her. “I want to hate you but I fucking can’t because of the things that run through my mind when I see you.”
“What kind of things, Harrington?” she implored, raising her eyebrows as an amused smirk spread on her lips, as if she knew exactly what he was talking about already.
“Things like the fact that I want to this to you every time I see you.” he said, inching closer to her before smashing his lips against hers in a forceful kiss.
There was a weight that seemed to lift off her shoulders as he kissed her first, a low whimper escaping her lips. Her hands went to his hair as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him than she thought was possible. After a moment of passion, she came to her senses and pulled away from the kiss to look at him with wide eyes. She caught her breath for a moment, trying to form a coherent thought through the haze that her mind was in.
“What the hell, Harrington.” she said softly, reaching up to touch her lips as if she didn’t believe what just happened. “Why are you here? To tell me you hate me or to fuck me?”
“I don’t even know why I’m here, but that felt like the right thing to do.” he stated, staring at her as she touched her lips; he was just trying to figure out if what he was feeling was lust or something more than that.
She tried to talk herself out of it quickly, but she couldn’t help the way she was feeling. So, she did the same to him. Her lips pressed against his and she tugged at his shirt, pulling him down on the bed behind her. He climbed on top of her as she led him down, moving his lips from hers to trail along her neck. She moaned as she felt him grind against her slightly, biting her lip quickly once she was pulled back to reality.
“I’m gonna need you to be quiet if we do this, okay? Can’t have the Chief coming in here, can we, sweetheart?” Steve said, a cocky smirk on his lips as his assertive side showed.
“Fuck you, Harrington.” she replied, rolling her eyes at his cockiness.
“Isn’t that the point?” he chuckled while his hands worked at getting her t-shirt off.
It didn’t take long for their clothes to be in a pile on the floor next to her bed, their lips never leaving each other’s as they stripped. He pulled away after hearing her gasp in response to him gripping the hem of her panties. His eyes were blown out with a lustful stare as he peered down at her, as if he was waiting for her to say something.
“Yes?” she said, growing impatient with his stilled movements.
“Do you want this?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern as he spoke.
“Yes. God yes.” she said, unable to hide her desperate tone behind her usual witty attitude as she reached for the waistband of his boxers. “Do you have a condom?”
He nodded quickly, reaching for his wallet that was in his jeans on the floor. His hands were shaky as he fumbled through the wallet, as if he couldn’t find it. An impatient whine came from her lips as she grabbed the wallet from his grasp while rolling her eyes. She pulled the condom from it’s spot and tugged the foil open with her teeth, maintaining eye contact with the desperate boy above her the whole time.
He watched as she stripped his boxers from his waist, eyes going wide in surprise at what was underneath. He couldn’t help but chuckle at her surprise and she rolled her eyes, mumbling something about how cocky he was as she rolled the condom onto his length. After she finished, Steve slid his hand between them to pull her panties off. He slid a finger across her core, making her gasp.
“No fucking around right now, Harrington.” she said, trying to sound cocky to match his attitude. “Just fuck me now.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m getting there, be patient.” he replied bluntly, making her eyebrows quirk up as he lined himself up with her entrance.
A few moments passed before she felt him sink into her, a yelp of pleasure escaping her lips when she felt him bottom out. His lips crashed against hers in an effort to keep her quiet as he quickened his pace. Her nails dug into his shoulder, moaning quietly into the kiss while trying to keep her hips in rhythm with his. He pulled away from the kiss to look down at her, a new feeling washing over him as he did. She locked eyes with him, seemingly feeling the same thing. Neither of them knew what it was, and they knew it wasn’t the time to talk about it.
“I’m gonna need you to keep going, Steve.” she coaxed jokingly, noticing his halted movements as he was lost in thought.
“Right, my bad.” he replied, a smirk appearing on his face as he started again at a quick pace.
She bit her lip to stifle a moan while locking eyes with him, still scraping her nails along his shoulder gently. Steve chuckled to himself as a shiver traveled down his spine from her touch, trying not to get lost in her touch. To distract himself, he slid his hand between them and gently began to rub her clit.
“F—Fuck, if you keep that up, I’m gonna cum soon.” she whimpered softly, arching her back in response to his touch.
“That’s the whole point, right?” he said with a smirk, rubbing his fingers with more intensity and intention as his thrusts sped up.
Before she knew it, she felt her body begin to tense up as an orgasm washed over her. Steve buried his face in the crook of her neck as his thrusts slowed, reaching his climax as she reached hers. After coming down from their highs, the two of them laid together, panting tiredly as they did. Neither of them really knew what to say, mainly because neither of them knew what they felt.
“Does this mean you still think I’m an asshole?” Steve asked, a genuine smile on his face as he peered over at her.
“We’ll see about that, I haven’t made up my mind yet, Harrington.” she giggled, rolling her eyes at his question. “On second thought, maybe I don’t hate you anymore. I’m just not sure if I like you or not yet.”
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Us--Billy Hargrove (smut)
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Request: “Can irequest a billy hargrove smut imagine where he gets his gorgeous girlfriend (Steve's sister) pregnant, their scared but so happy and leads to hot smuttl and fluff?” @harduy & “Hi! could you do one with billy where him and the reader are having an argument over something stupid but then the reader gets turned on bc she thinks he’s hot when he’s mad”
Summary: After finding out you’re pregnant, you have to tell the two most important people in your life; your brother and your boyfriend.
Warnings: Smut, cursing, angst
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader, brother!Steve Harrington x sister!Harrington (not incest lmfao)
Word Count: 2,668
A/N: I combined the two, but it’s not as angry/fighty as you probably would’ve hoped.
Your hands gripped the porcelain toilet bowl in front of you, resting your flushed forehead against the cool material. Your (e/c) eyes were squeezed shut in an attempt to block out another wave of nausea. Letting out a ragged breath, you reached up and flushed the handle, the remains of last night’s dinner disappearing down the toilet.
“Fuck,” you moaned in despair, forcing your weak body to stand on shaky legs. It was only 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday- you shouldn’t be awake. But being 6 weeks pregnant, it was nothing new. You’d done an amazing job at hiding it for the past 2 weeks, but you knew you needed to tell Steve soon… and Billy.
“(Y/N)? You okay?” Steve asked, his knuckles gently knocking on the outside of the bathroom door. You winced at the unexpected sound, wiping your mouth with the sleeve of your grey sweater.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just a little sick,” you responded, turning on the faucet so you could wash away the fatigue.
“Still?” Steve questioned after a moment of hesitation. “You’ve been sick for almost a week. Are you sure you don’t want me to see if dad can fly back early?”
“No!” you said quickly, your heart racing. “No, Steve. I’m fine, really. It’s not a big deal,” you tried to assure him, finally turning off the faucet and opening the bathroom door. Steve was stood outside, resting against the frame, his hair a wild mess and his eyes filled with worry.
“No, you’re not (Y/N). It’s not flu season, what’s going on?” Steve huffed, crossing his arms and barricading the door so you couldn’t leave. Steve already knew what was going on- he had seen the positive pregnancy test in the trash can before you had the chance to take it out yourself. But he wanted you to trust him enough to tell him yourself. However, it’d been 2 weeks already, and you still hadn’t told him. He knew you were dating Billy, and he wasn’t happy about it. But you’d made him see that the blond was changing and treating you well. You had told him about that immediately. So why couldn’t you tell him about this?
“I…” you began, unsure of how to tell him. He was gonna be mad, so, so mad. Steve had put so much faith and trust into you with this relationship. He hated Billy, and if he found out that he had knocked you up, Steve would kill him.
“You…?”
“I’m pregnant, Steve,” you finally blurted out with a heavy sigh. You weren’t looking at him- you had your head pointed down, your eyes trained on your socks. Steve didn’t say anything, but he nodded with a gentle sigh.
“Wasn’t so hard, was it, peanut?” he asked, and you snapped your head up in shock.
“Wha-?”
“I already knew, (Y/N/N). I saw the test about two weeks ago. I was just waiting for you to tell me,” he said. Your eyes widened in disbelief, but before you could respond, he had reached out to pull you into his chest. “I’m not mad. I’m shocked, yeah. I’m… confused, I guess. But I’m not mad. Does he know?” he questioned, his cheek resting on the top of your head.
“No,” you whimpered, tears beginning to well into your eyes as you gripped the back of his shirt. “I don’t know how to tell him. He’ll leave me. He’s never wanted kids, because of his dad. He doesn’t want to be like his dad. Steve, he’s gonna leave me,” you cried, and Steve pulled you closer, running his fingers through your (h/c) hair.
“Hey, shh,” he cooed, trying to get you to calm down. He didn’t do know jack shit about babies (all he knew were the middle schoolers he’d been watching over the past few months, and they were like mini teenagers), but he did know stress wasn’t good for a baby. “You have to tell him, (Y/N). No matter what happens, you have to. Whether you choose to keep it or not, is between you and him. But you have to tell him. Soon. He’s going to find out either way, and he’ll be even more pissed if he finds out you kept this from him,” Steve reasoned, pulling you back slightly so he could look down at you. You looked up at him, and nodded slowly.
“Okay… okay I will. I’ll invite him over today, if that’s okay?” you asked quietly, and Steve nodded.
“Yeah, that’s fine. I’m going over to babysit Dustin and the others at 6. If anything happens, call me, okay?” he demanded.
“I will,” you promised, and Steve smiled, planting a soft kiss to your sweaty forehead.
Later that night, Billy showed up around 6:15, and now the two of you were curled up on your couch in the living room. Alien was playing on the T.V, Billy totally engrossed in the film, while you were more focused on him. You were tucked into his side, your knees folded into your side, with his arm draped around you. Your fingers mindlessly played with his bronze St.Christopher medallion as you rested your head on his shoulder.
“I’m pregnant,” you randomly blurted out, not taking your eyes off of his necklace. The finger that had been twirling through your hair stopped for a second, before the whole arm was being retracted from you. The ferocity at which he had pulled back his arm caused you to fall to the side, away from him.
“What did you say?” he asked lowly, his blue eyes looking down at you. You looked back at him, your heart hammering in your chest.
“I uhm… I’m pregnant, Billy. I know, you don’t want kids. And I’m sorry, but this isn’t all my fault!” you cried, knowing better than to reach your hand out to hold onto his.
“You’re damn right I don’t!” he yelled, rushing to his feet. You didn’t flinch at the shout, instead standing yourself.
“Billy, would you just listen to me!” you pleaded, staring at his back. His shoulders flexed, before finally, he turned around. “You’re not like you’re dad, okay? You’re not. We’re three months away from graduating. You want to go back to California, right? I’ll go with you. With my dad’s money, we can get an apartment, go to college, get a job, and take care of each other. I know we’re only 18, and that this isn’t ideal. But if you love me, like you said you did… you won’t leave me because of this. And if you don’t want the baby, that’s fine too, we can figure it out. We can figure all of this out. But I can’t do it on my own, I can’t do it without you,” you whimpered, breaking down. Tears streamed down your face, and it took all of your strength not to collapse onto the couch beside you. Billy’s shoulders heaved up and down as he watched you, taking in your shaking body. He slowly walked forward, his eyes darting between your own.
“I’m sorry,” he eventually said, putting his hands on the side of your face so he could rest your foreheads together. You sniffled, trying to control your tears. “I don’t want to hurt you. Or what’s inside you. I don’t want to be like him,” he confessed.
“As long as you stay, you can’t hurt me. I promise,” you assured, nudging your nose against his. Billy shook his head at the gesture, his mouth quirking up in a small smile. You tilted your head, capturing his lips in a gentle kiss.
“I won’t leave,” he promised, breaking the kiss. “We’ll have to talk about this with your dad, and with my dad and Susan… I don’t know how that’s going to go,” he admitted sadly, not wanting to think about the thought.
“I know, but we can worry about it later. Let’s focus on us,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. Billy moved his hands to rest on your hips, bringing you closer.
“Us,” he smiled, kissing you again, but with more passion, and more love.
Billy began backing the both of you up until your legs hit the couch, sending you falling onto it. Billy was quick to climb on top of you, connecting your lips once again. You wrapped your legs around his hips, giving the two of you more room on the couch, while Billy rested most of his body weight on his elbows. Before you could tangle your fingers in his blond hair, Billy briefly pulled away so he could remove his shirt, you following suit with your own. Billy ran his hands up your sides, placing open-mouthed kisses along your chest and neck. He didn’t leave any marks, but the sensation was enough to make you shiver. Your hands fell down to his pants, your fingers quickly working to unbutton and unzip them. Billy let out a low hiss when you ran your hand over the bulge in his underwear, his teeth nipping at your collarbone. Billy pulled away again, but only so that he could undo your own pants, slowly pulling them down your legs and tossing them to the ground.
“I love you,” he whispered, bowing his head so he could kiss his way from your stomach to your chest. You weren’t sure if he was saying it to you, or the baby growing in your stomach, but either way, your heart fluttered.
“I love you too,” you hummed, pulling his chin up so you could kiss him.
Billy pulled you up, unhooking your bra and sliding the straps down your shoulders, tossing it with the other pile of clothes. Using your legs and your feet, you were able to shimmy Billy’s jeans a good portion of the way down, before allowing him to finish the job. He ran his hand over your stomach, humming softly into the kiss, before eventually moving his hand into your underwear. Your hips arched instantly, having missed the contact. You hadn’t been intimate in awhile- it’d been about three or four weeks. You were soaking wet, if the damp spot on your pink underwear was anything to go by.
“Fuck,” Billy moaned when his fingers dragged through your lips, the tips instantly feeling how wet you were for him without having to dive all the way in. “Missed me that much?” he grinned, staring down at you with a wicked smirk.
“You have no idea,” you huffed, not in the mood for much conversation.
You bucked your hips, his fingers finally hitting your clit. It wasn’t much, if anything a brush of a feather, but it was enough to make you sigh in pleasure. Billy passed the pad of his finger over the tip of your clit, barely touching it, watching your expressions closely. His pinky finger managed to escape the confines of your underwear, and he used it to drag over your underwear, pressing down slightly where he knew your entrance was. You were tired of this, you didn’t have the kind of patience for foreplay tonight. Without warning, you roughly shoved at his shoulder, causing him to fall backwards, his head landing on the arm rest. Billy’s eyebrows rose, a permanent smirk resting on his lips. Lifting yourself up, you grabbed at his boxers and tugged them off, adding them to the pile along with your own.
You paid no attention to his springing erection as you crawled on top of him, straddling his hips. His cock was laying directly underneath your cunt, your seeping wetness slicking his shaft just slightly. Rocking forward a bit, Billy’s hands flew up to grip your hips, his nails digging into your ass. His once ocean-blue eyes were now a dark navy, filled to the brim with lust as he racked your form. You rocked forward again, but more so than the last time, dragging your pussy from the tip of his cock, to the base, and then back to the tip.
“Princess,” Billy moaned, his thumbs rubbing over your hip bones. You took that as your cue. Picking yourself up so you were no longer rested on Billy, but now resting on your knees, you grabbed his cock, pumping your hand along it a few times. Your grinding had spread your own pre-cum along the shaft, so as you lowered yourself down, it wasn’t painful. You were tight though; you hadn’t been fucked in weeks. But you were also soaking wet, so it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. Billy let out a lengthy moan, refraining from bucking his hips and shoving himself all the way inside you.
“Oh god,” you whimpered, grasping his shoulder tightly, finally settling down on his entire length.
“You’re so tight, baby girl,” Billy groaned, lifting his hand up to push some of your hair behind your ear.
You waited a minute, allowing yourself to adjust to the feeling of him again, before you began to move. Both of you moaned at the same time, your head tossing back as his cock hit deep within you. Billy’s hands left your hips, attaching themselves to your tits and giving them a rough squeeze. You cried out in pleasure, their sensitivity shocking you momentarily. Billy gave you a toothy grin even though you weren’t looking, and he began tweaking your perked nipples with his thumb and forefinger. Your nails scraped down his chest, rocking yourself forward and further into his grasp.
“Mm, fuck, hold on, gorgeous,” Billy huffed, and you looked down at him with narrowed eyes, challenging him to stop fucking you. Billy ignored the look, instead holding your sides so he could move himself into a sitting position. Your legs wrapped around his back, his mouth instantly latching onto your left nipple.
“Fuck, Billy,” you whimpered, tangling your fingers in his hair and giving the blond locks a painful tug. Bouncing yourself on top of him, you could feel your orgasm approaching. “I’m close,” you warned, looking down at him. Billy pulled away from your tit to look up at you, grinning.
“I bet,” he snickered, nipping at your jaw. He held your body close to him, bucking his hips to meet your bounce, so that each time you would come down, he’d slam into you. Your nails dug into his shoulders, your teeth sinking the base of his neck as your orgasm hit you full-throttle.
“Ah, fuck!” you yelled, the noise muffled by his skin. Your walls tightened around him, your eyes squeezing shut, as you rocked your body forward to drag out your orgasm.
“Oh, fuck,” Billy hissed, holding onto your ass as his own orgasm approached. With a few more thrusts, Billy tightened his hold on you, locking your body within his arms as he came inside you. Both of your bodies shuttered and bucked with the aftermath, riding out your orgasms. Slowly, you began to pull yourself off of him, whimpering from the sensitivity and the loss of contact. His cock fell free, but you stayed on his lap, resting your head in the crook of his neck.
“You’re not gonna leave, right?” you asked quietly, your voice hoarse. Billy ran his hand down your sweaty hair, pushing it out of your face again.
“Of course not, baby. I’m here for the long run, and we’ll figure this out together,” he said, kissing the side of your head and holding you close. Billy kicked his legs out and scooted down the couch, pulling you down as he laid back. “Go to sleep, princess. I’ll wake you up before Steve gets back,” he promised, and you couldn’t help but snicker at the thought of Steve walking in on the two of you, naked and asleep on the couch.
“Thank you,” you hummed, kissing the red bite-mark you had left on his shoulder, before closing your eyes and eventually allowing yourself to doze off.
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The Sky (Part 3)
Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things) x Reader
~4000 words (Each part just keeps getting longer, sorry guys) xD
Let me know what you think, this is my first Billy fanfic!
Feedback, suggestions & requests all welcome ♥
Summary: That night at the Byers.
Warnings: Violent Billy. Arguments. Angst. Language.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5
(Of course I don’t condone the actions of Billy at all in the show, but I’m intrigued by the character and let’s face it Dacre Montgomery is hot as hell, and such an amazing actor!)
The next week at school flew by. Billy felt confident in his maths test for the first time ever, and did carry on meeting me for lunch, sometimes we actually sat in the canteen as opposed to the library; ignoring all the stares and whispers surrounding us, or trying to at least.
He drove me home from school most days and I finally got to meet Max properly. She definitely had her walls up but I managed to get a few smiles out of her eventually, when I think she realised I wasn’t just another one of Billy’s one night stands and that I actually cared about her as a person.
She was a really cool kid, a great skater and I was interested in her how her day had gone and how she was fitting in at school. It sounded like she’d made friends with Lucas and the guys so that was a good sign!
Another Friday rolled around and I was sat at lunch thinking about calling round Nancy’s that evening. This has been going on far too long now, I hadn’t seen her or Jonathan in weeks and I was getting nothing out of Steve when he was around. I’m pretty sure Max is probably involved. It’s a mess.
I was so far gone running around my own head I jumped when Billy slammed his tray down opposite me, looking pissed off and wearing another one of those bloody shirts with practically no buttons done up.
“What’s wrong with you? I questioned his attitude.
"Nothing.” He answered in short. “So are we going for a drive tonight or what?” Changing the subject and forcing a smile, clearly not wanting to talk about it so I let it go.
“Yeah sure!” Trying to recover from my worry about a certain alternate universe.
That’s when I heard it again, the whispers.
“They’re sat together again.”
“I know I told you, it’s everyday.”
“It’s weird!”
I lowered my head playing with my food, the doubts creeping back in along with all the other words I’d heard over the past few weeks: Are they friends? Are they fucking? Why is Billy hanging out with her? What does he see in her? She’s so weird. Maybe he took pity since her other friends have left her.
Billy notices my silence. “Hey. Princess.” And when I don’t answer “Hey, look at me.”
I put my fork down and sigh, looking up at Billy. I see his cute furrowed brow and find myself wanting to reach over and smooth the worry away. He just waits, eyes fixed on mine, giving me the time to gather myself.
I sigh again. “It’s just… We’re friends right?”
He looks so confused “Yeah of course, we shook on it didn’t we.”
“Yeah but I mean like actual friends, like you’re not just bullshitting me and this is all some joke where I’m the punchline?”
“What? Where is this coming from Y/N?”
“People here. I hear them whispering every day: I’m weird, why would Billy Hargrove want to spend time with me.” I looked down embarrassed by my confession, expecting him to admit it.
“Hey, look at me right now. Don’t you listen to these idiots, they are not worth your time. I like you Y/N, I like spending time with you, you’re different than everyone else in this shit town. Besides, you’re a pain in my ass, so do you think I’d voluntarily hang out with you if we weren’t friends.” He raised an eyebrow at me as the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
I was momentarily taken aback before my face lit up, I could feel it, and a smile spread across my face. “True. Thanks Billy.”
“Anytime Princess.”
When the school bell rang to signal the end of another week, Billy met me by my locker.
“What’s up, I thought we were just meeting at your car like always?”
“Just want to make sure you get there without anyone filling your head with lies Princess.” A smirk creeping across his face as we started walking to the parking lot. “Seriously though are you okay now?”
“Yeah I guess so. I mean, I just have one other genuine question.” I bit my lip with concern.
He took a deep breath before replying “And what’s that?”
“Well, do you actually buy your shirts with no buttons or do you just pull them off yourself?” I broke into a smile and a run as we got outside.
“Hey get back here! You cheeky…” He shouted after me and started to chase me towards his car. My pace slowed down because I was laughing so much, I turned around and tried to dodge him but it was a failure. He grabbed me, arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the floor twirling me round, both of us a laughing mess.
“Okay, okay, I can’t breath!” I protested. He lowered me to ground and put his arm around my shoulders as we walked the rest of the way to his car, trying to catch our breaths.
Max was waiting for us at the car and her eyes flitted between me and Billy as we go closer, his arm still around me. “Hey kid, you okay?” I smiled as I broke away from Billy to give her a hug, which she returned.
“Yes thanks.” And it sounded like she meant it, and I swear I heard her whisper to Billy as she got in the car “I like her the best.” I pretended not to hear, but saw Billy slightly shake his head as he tried to suppress a smile.
We chatted all the way home, Max actually getting involved, and once I’d waved them off I ran straight to the phone. Both my parents were away this weekend, thankfully, if anything kicked off they were better far away from this town. I rang Nancy but Mrs Wheeler said she was out, shocker. I tried Steve’s house but he wasn’t home either. Something was definitely wrong I could feel it.
My fears were confirmed later than night as Billy rang and cancelled our drive. It was a short conversation, and worrying. He sounded upset, angry and stressed but he refused to talk to me and hung up before I could protest.
I was facing my long night in of worrying about everyone I knew it seemed. I started doing some chores before heading to bed when the phone rang again.
It was Nancy. She was panicking.
“Nancy, Nancy slow down! You’re where?”
“At the Byer’s place, please Y/N can you come?! I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.”
“Yes of course, is everyone there?”
“Yes, it’s like last year. We’re currently safe here and forming a plan.”
“Okay I’m on my way!” I hung up, grabbed my old converse and my hoodie to throw on over my Def Leppard t-shirt and ran out the garage. Thankfully Mom and Dad had taken the project car my Dad had been working on for months so I was left with the family car.
As I was pulling up at Jonathan’s house I saw Chief Hopper leaving with a girl I’d never seen before as everyone else was gathered on the porch. He nodded to me as he climbed in his truck. Nancy flung herself forward into my arms before I was barely out the car. I’ve never hugged someone so tight, all my fears from the last few weeks just burst out of me and I was so glad she was here, I missed her so much.
We broke apart both wiping tears and she lead me inside with everyone else as Hopper and the girl drove off.
“So let me get this straight, this,” I pointed to the hundreds of drawings covering the walls, “is a map of tunnels underneath Hawkins that are basically the Upside-Down, with… Demodogs? Running around in them?”
Everyone nodded.
“Hopper and El, who is from Hawkins lab, have gone to shut the gate to the Upside-Down which will stop all this, while you, Jonathan and Mrs Byers take Will to Hopper’s cabin to sweat out the Mindflayer that’s currently controlling him?”
Everyone nodded again.
“Yeah pretty much.” Nancy confirmed.
“Oh okay. Great. Glad I’m caught up.” I let out a breath I didn’t realise I’d been holding. “Wait, what are those?” I asked alarmed, pointing to two syringes on the side.
“Oh, we need to sedate Will before we move him so the Mindflayer won’t know where to find us.”
“Okay. Reasonable.” My voice was small, my head was mashed.
Steve took Max, Mike, Lucas and Dustin to the living room to give me some space, and Mrs Byers went to prepare the sedative for Will. Jonathan looked at Nancy hesitant to leave her side but she gave him a nod and he went to his Mom. I saw the look on both of their faces and knew. I clung to a moment of clarity in this madness and turn to Nancy “So, you and Jonathan?”
“Is it that obvious?” She asks sheepishly.
I nudged her with my shoulder “Only to me. I’ve known you both a long time and all I can say is finally.” I smile at her “And I’m really happy for you both.”
“Thanks Y/N. I think we need to go, but I’ll see you once this is all over, I promise. I’ve missed you.”
“Me too Nance. Stay safe.”
And with that they were gone.
Max took Nancy’s seat next to me, and my mind flew back to Billy. I hoped to God he was okay.
I looked at her, she was carefully watching me. “It’s okay Y/N, I’m in the same boat as you. I just found out as well. It’s crazy.”
“I can’t believe you’re caught up in all this. Wait. Does Billy know?”
“God no! What made you think that?”
“He rang me earlier, cancelled our plans. He seemed stressed and upset but wouldn’t say anything else, just hung up. I’m worried about him.” I answered, my optimism destroyed, something else was obviously wrong with him.
“Oh. Can I ask you something?” She shifted in her seat.
“Yeah sure.”
“Are you and Billy still dating?” She looked down as she spoke.
I couldn’t help but laugh “Aw Max, we’re not dating, me and Billy are friends.”
Her head shot up and a confused look fell across her face, and I know they aren’t blood related but I could swear it was the same frown as Billy’s, the one I’d only seen earlier that day.
“Oh.” She hesitated before continuing “Well I’m rooting for you. He’s been changing since he started hanging out with you. He hasn’t shouted at me once. I like you being around.”
“Max, come here.” I say as I wrap my arms around her. “Me and you are friends now, no matter what happens with me and Billy. So if he ever shouts or does something horrible, you come to me okay?”
She gives me a small smile. “Okay, thanks Y/N.”
“Anytime.” I give her a squeeze and we head through to the rest of the guys in the living room.
“Okay so house rules.” I start “One: no one leaves this house. Two: Any problems, thoughts, worries you come to me or Steve. We’ll just stay here, stay safe and wait for news from the others.”
Steve looks shifty as he adds “Rule three: no on go in the freezer.”
Max, Lucas and Mike all mirror my confusion. “And why’s that Steve?”
But Dustin answers for him “There may be a dead Demodog in there. Potentially.”
“Oh Jesus. Okay no one go in the freezer.” I run my hands through my hair and tie it up in a ponytail. “Right guys, stay here I’m going to do a perimeter around the house, just to be sure.”
“No Y/N I’ll do that.” Steve interrupted.
“Honestly Steve, I need to do this to put my mind at rest and I could do with some air.”
“I’ll come with you.” Dustin offered with a smile.
“Okay kid let’s go.”
Dustin followed me out the front door as I was armed with Steve’s bat, and we started circling the house being as quiet as possible to listen for anything suspicious. We got round to the back of the house and checked the shed at the bottom of the yard, where they had evidently been housing Will. I let out a sigh of relief as we left the shed with nothing to report.
We stopped dead in our tracks as we heard a car engine pull up.
“They can’t have closed the gate and helped Will already can they?” I turned to Dustin, his eyes wide in shock? Fear? I couldn’t tell.
“I don’t think so, follow me.” We crept down the side of the house, peeking out to see Billy’s Camaro parked next to my car.
“What the hell, that’s Billy’ car.” I whispered to Dustin.
“Oh this can’t be good.”
“Come on.” I took the lead this time, striding back to the front door, my pace picking up when I heard raised voices.
Me and Dustin burst in the house to find Mike shocked into silence beside Max, who was shouting at Billy, who was holding Lucas against the wall while Steve advanced on them. Before I could process what was happening Steve pulled on Billy’s shoulder spun him around and landed a right hook across his face drawing blood.
“Yes! Looks like you’ve got some fire in you after all!” He mocked Steve, laughing while his nose was bleeding.
I did not recognise this person at all. It was terrifying.
“Billy! What the hell?!”
Everyone stopped.
Lucas took the opportunity to run to Mike and Dustin, who held him and pushed him behind themselves. Away from Billy.
Billy’s eyes locked on mine and for a second I thought I saw him in there, the guy who remembered that I loved the sky; but then he broke it, and his gaze flew from me to Steve.
“You… You and Harrington?”
“As if Billy. Don’t be stupid.” I scoffed.
“Yeah because that’s me! Stupid Billy! You. You were worried and it turns out all along you’re the one bullshitting me! Been laughing about me behind my back have we? You and Harrington all cosy together while I’m the joke? Am I right?!”
I could not believe what I was hearing right now. I walked up to him, he stank of whiskey and cigarettes, and was still laughing manically to himself under his breath shaking his head.
“Billy. Do you hear yourself right now?” I tried to take his chin in my hand and make him look at me. “You’re wasted, let me clean -”. But I couldn’t finish. He slapped my hand away from him, and in the same instant Steve pushed me out the way and pushed Billy backwards away from us all. “Hey man, get out.”
“You don’t tell me what to do.” Billy’s voice lowered to a threat and he lunged for Steve, who dodged out the way and landed another punch.
“Woo! I’ve been waiting to meet this King Steve that everyone has told me so much about!” This time he gets his punch back in on Steve.
It was mayhem. We were all shouting at them to stop, no one could be heard over the barrage of noise. Shouts and punches filled the air. I didn’t realise I was crying until I felt the sobs ripping through my chest. Two of the people I cared about most were beating the shit out of each other.
“Billy. Please.” I pleaded, I begged. But my voice fell to a whisper, I couldn’t breath properly.
He had Steve pinned to the ground now, he was unreachable, the red mist was down and he would kill Steve.
Then Max appeared, syringe in hand and before anyone could move another inch she had plunged it into Billy’s neck. He stopped, span around and already started wobbling as he pulled the needle out “What did you do to me?” He tried to step towards Max but couldn’t and he fell to the floor while we all looked at Max in shock as she picked up the bat I’d dropped and threatened Billy with it before he passed out.
I turned away, tears still streaming down my face trying to gather myself. Okay breath. Focus.
I wiped my tears, took a few more breaths just to hear Max jingle Billy’s car keys “Let’s go.”
I twirled around “What? Go where? And no!”
“Ooh where are we going?” Dustin questioned.
“You’re not going anywhere!”
I was ignored as Mike answered “To the tunnels, we’re going to the hub to light a fire and distract the Demodogs, to give El a clear shot at the gate.”
“Err hello! No you’re not.”
“You sound like Steve.” Lucas chimed in with a sigh.
Steve.
We all looked down at the two unconscious boys lying in the Byer’s kitchen. Oh Jesus.
“Right. Right. Someone go see if there’s any first aid stuff in the bathroom.” I saw Max make a move, and got the boys to help me move Steve to the sofa. He was messed up, and was my main priority at the moment as I barely glanced at Billy.
Max came back with some coloured plasters and nothing else. Shit.
I got a damp cloth to try and clean the blood up on Steve, but it wasn’t great.
“Okay, guys, I need you to look at me and promise me right now that you will stay here and not leave this house. I need to go to mine to get some proper first aid things to help Steve.” Not even able to think about Billy or say his name. My despair had transformed into anger.
I glared at Mike, Lucas, Dustin and Max in turn as they protested. “No. This is important. Promise me.”
They all nodded. Little did I know that each one of the buggers had their fingers crossed.
As I was driving back down with the Byers’ house in view, first aid kit on the passenger seat, I noticed straight away; Billy’s car had gone. No way, he can’t have woken up this soon and bolted. I ran straight through the front door nearly trampling Billy as he lay exactly here he’d fallen.
Steve however was not there, and neither were the kids, or the bloody plasters. Shit.
I tried to stay calm. A million thoughts running through my head: Maybe Steve woke up and agreed to the kid’s plan. Who am I kidding, Max took the car keys and they took the unconscious Steve. I really hope Max knows how to drive, oh god.
Okay breath. They’ll be fine. Steve will wake up with one hell of headache, but he’s good with them, he’ll look after them, and he knows more about this situation than I do, and what we’re actually up against. I was trying to convince myself more than anything. But obviously none of us expected Billy to be one of those obstacles.
The first aid kit got disregarded on the table, and I turned to the house itself. Cleaning and tidying as best I could without disturbing the drawings, and distracting myself from that person lying on the floor because that was not my Billy. That was not the beautiful boy I had left hours earlier. How could it be. How could he do this. He had been so mad, no, he’d been furious.
I thought I could get through to him when our eyes met, he stopped when he saw me, but seeing me and Steve together fuelled the rage within him. What ignited that rage? And why did thinking I was with Steve make it worse? This is Billy Hargrove, he didn’t catch feelings; did he?
After doing what I could I came to a loose end, I couldn’t sit still, I was fidgeting and pacing. I couldn’t stand it any longer and I forced myself to walk to kitchen and look at Billy.
My heart ached. The contrast between the pure fire and anger to this peaceful innocence as he slept. No lines, no scowls, no frowns; just a 17 year old boy who must be going through so much pain but never lets anyone close enough to help. But even as I pushed his hair off his face and cleaned the blood away I couldn’t forgive him. The pain in chest deepened as I sighed “Oh what have you done Billy.”
With great effort I dragged him over to the sofa and lifted him onto it. I wiped my brow and then I just sat with him; savouring the moment before wakes up and the inevitable takes place.
As he started to stir so did my anger in the pit of my stomach. I got him a glass of water and some headache tablets before he woke up properly. I left them on the table in front of him and retreated to lean against the kitchen counter.
I saw the initial panic flit across his face as he tried to sit up looking around the room before his eyes rested on me. “Take those and drink that while your memory comes back to you.” I said with as little emotion as possible. He did as I said, elbows now resting on his knees and head down for a moment before standing up and turning to face me. He was still a bit unsteady on his feet as he took a step towards me “Y/N…” He whispered. Almost begging.
“No. Billy. No. You don’t get to say my name like that.” Tears were already rising in me, and I was internally cursing myself for being an angry crier.
He stopped trying to come to me, whether that was because of my reaction or his own ability to walk I don’t know. He stared hard into my eyes across the room, but just like the first night we met, I wasn’t backing down.
“I know, I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry? You’re sorry?!” I spat out a humourless laugh and pushed myself forward to stand up straight and give myself confidence. "You physically threatened Lucas, a 13 year old boy! And you nearly beat Steve to death!” Emotion was getting the better of me as I threw my hands in the air “What is wrong with you?!”
His eyes hardened and his jaw set “What’s wrong with me Y/N? I get shit off my Dad for not knowing where Max is every second of the goddamn day, so I get sent out to look for her, and she’s here at this crazy house, where low and behold I find you and Steve fucking Harrington playing happy families!”
“Are you kidding me right now Hargrove?” The volume in my voice rising. “There is nothing going on between me and Steve, not that I even have to explain myself to you. And why do you even give a shit?!”
He glanced away and a nervousness overtook him for a split second.
“Are you…” I nearly couldn’t get the words out “Are you, jealous? Is this how you get when you’re jealous Billy?”
“No.” His gaze back on me, even more intense and determined. “This is how I get because I’m a piece of shit that you should never have trusted to be friends with.”
My own voice dropped, along with my stomach, all my fight had gone. “Well, maybe that’s the most sensible thing you’ve said all evening. I don’t know this person standing in front of me right now. This is the person I assumed you were before you sat with me in the library.”
“No Y/N you don’t know me, so stop trying to.” He fenced himself back in behind his walls and stormed right passed me out into the night.
And in that moment the pain in my chest intensified, I collapsed to the floor, my tears finally making their appearance; and I swear I could hear my heart break.
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A Biography of the Woman Who Never Was
Part 3 The Young Adult
Chapter 29
Shannon looked at herself in the mirror. Her straightening iron and spray at the. She had been straightening her hair since high school, but now she was wondering if it wasn't time to just let it go back to it's natural, curly glory. She was beginning to have this lost, aching feeling, like she needed a change but didn't know what. Letting her hair go back to normal seemed like an easy change to make and to reverse if she decided she didn't like it. So off she went.
When she came down the steps, she could see her mother nearly vibrating on the edge of her chair. "So, how'd it go? " Mary asked, nearly boiling over with joyful excitement.
Shannon shrugged. "Alright I guess. He only played one of our songs, but it was something I suppose."
"No, not that; the date!" Mary seemed on the verge of jumping out of her chair.
"What date? I did a radio show to promote the band. I mean I had a great time with Sam. I think we'll be good friends, but that wasn't a date." Shannon really hoped her mother would just drop the subject. It made her feel weird and awkward. Maybe she should just tell her outright that she's gay? But then would that stop her or merely cause her to double down on her pushing?
Mary looked both heart broken and betrayed. "So that's it? You're not even trying to meet someone? Shanny, you're in the best years of your life, now's the time to be looking for someone to marry, not when you're old and desperate."
"Really mom? Since when have you taken such an interest in my love life? Heck, the way you used to act, I didn't think you'd even want me to leave the house. So what's changed?"
"Because I came to the realization that I didn't want to do to you what you're grandparents did to me. As much as I love you and wish you would never move out, I'm not going to live forever. I've already had two major cancer surgeries. I don't know how much longer I got and I don't want to think that after I'm gone, you'll be sad and alone."
Shannon was taken aback by her mother's confession. There's was not a family where people expressed their feelings. In fact, they actively tried to suppress them as much as possible.
Shannon sat on the couch and started to talk softly to her mother. "Mom, I won't be alone. I'm pursuing my goals, my dreams, my passion. I'm doing exactly what I want to do. I don't need to be in a romantic relationship with another person. This is enough for me."
"What about children?" Mary protested, fearing her daughter was being naive and short sighted.
"What about them?" Shannon asked coldly. "Mom, I don't want kids. Kids suck up your whole life, and I like my life as it is. I'm only twenty-three. I got decades left to choose to have kids. Oh, and if I do ever become a mom, I'm adopting. There ain't no way I'm giving birth." The last line she said with a laugh to try and lighten her mother's mood.
Shannon then got serious again. "Whatever I decide to do, it's going to be my choice based on what I feel is best for my life. I won't be told I have to have children, and I won't be told not to either. The only one who gets to decide on whether or not I have kids is me."
Mary nodded in begrudging acceptance. "I understand. I don't agree, but it's your life. You got to live it as you see fit."
"Thank you."
"So I guess you're not going to see him again? "
"Actually, I'm taking him to band practice with me tomorrow."
Mary's face suddenly lit up again.
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"Nice car there. I love how the driver's side door there is a different color to the rest of the car," Sam teased as they walked up to Shannon's car.
"It was cheap," Shannon said flatly. "You want a limo, you pay for it."
"It's alright. Let's away my lady."
Shannon laughed and shook her head. "Dork," she said smiling. They got in and started driving off.
"I like your hair by the way. It looks good," Sam said, trying to make small talk.
"Thanks. This is the way it naturally looks. I stopped straightening it. Pain in the ass to brush though."
"That's why I keep me hair short. Easy to wash, easy to comb."
"You're a guy. Besides, I actually like having long hair. Somethings are worth the trouble."
"Fair enough. So how long does your practices usually last?"
"Ah, about two hours, max. Why? You gotta be back by a certain time?"
"No, I'm all good. Would you like to get lunch then, afterwards?"
"Sure. There's a pizza place not far from Charlie's house. I've been there a couple times. It's not bad."
"Yeah, sounds good."
The two continued to talk the rest of the hour drive to practice. It never seemed forced, it just flowed naturally. Shannon felt an ease and comfort around Sam she rarely felt ever in her life. She could see them being best friends and him as someone she could come out to.
When they got to the house, Sam was surprised to meet Charlie. Despite it being 1997, he still had the 80s big, glam metal hair with a contemporary goatee. His clothes were also a mismatch of preppy and redneck. In any other setting, he would have stuck out like a sore thumb. However, Sam noticed that this whole area was like a place where no fashion ever died. Fifties style pompadores with 60s style dresses and 70s era bell bottoms. This wasn't a place time forgot, but all times lived simultaneously.
They shook hands and Charlie lead them down to the basement where Shannon's massive, 9 piece, double bass, purple, Tama Rockstar drumset took up a huge section of the basement.
"Crickey, you get all that bloody thing in that little Volkswagen of yours?" Sam asked in shock.
"Barely, but yes," Shannon said with pride. She then turned to Charlie and asked, "Where's James and Dustin?"
"I haven't heard from James yet, but Dustin said he couldn't make it today," Charlie answered, the annoyance he felt, swimming underneath his words.
"Ah fuck it," Shannon said, disgusted. "Well, I guess it'll be a two person jam then."
"No worries mate. I still plan on having a good time." Sam said happily.
A few more pleasantries and facts about the band were exchanged. James was the vocalist and Dustin was the bass player. Both weren't that reliable, but reliable enough to keep them from getting fired. Then Shannon got behind her drumset and started warning up. When she stopped, Charlie tuned up, and they started playing.
Sam was mesmerized by how Shannon played. It was by turns ferocious, graceful, seductive, and fearful. Her arms flew and danced over the toms. Her head moved and weaved as if on a loose fitting ball joint. Her face contorted into a thousand and one visages. She looked to be in both abject pain and ecstasy.
Shannon and Charlie would exchange a few words between songs and explain what they were called and what they were about to Sam, but those never took long and it was right back at it. By the time it was done, Shannon was drenched in sweat, her hair matted to the side of her head.
"So, whatchya think," she asked, coming out from behind her set.
"That I'm deaf," Sam shouted, only partially teasing. "Other than that, it was good. You're an amazing drummer there mate. You deserve to go somewhere."
Shannon smiled, brimming with happiness. They all talked a bit more before deciding to call it when James failed to show. Shannon and Sam said good bye and left to the pizza parlor.
When they sat down, Sam said, "You know, you really are good. I never seen anyone play like that before. "
Shannon blushed, looking down at her menu, brushing her hair behind her ears. "Thanks. I'm ok. I can't do much, but what I can do, I do the best I can."
"No. You don't give yourself enough credit. You're excellent."
Shannon blushed even harder. "Well, thanks again. But now that I've played drums in front of you, you got to dance for me sometime," she teased.
"Well, how about now? "
Before Shannon could say anything, he had jumped up, gone to the jukebox, picked a song, and started dancing in a way that was both joking and yet graceful. Shannon became extremely embarrassed and tried to look away, but he kept calling her out. She looked around the room and saw the bewildered townsfolk looking on in disgust and she started laughing. Sam extended a hand to her and against her entire nature, got up and started dancing with him. Pretty soon the owner came out and told them to leave. Once in the parking lot, they both busted out laughing. Eventually they calmed down and got in the car.
"So, where too now?" Shannon asked, smiling.
"Don't matter. I'll go wherever you go."
Shannon still smiled, but her face softened, and instead of a happy smile, it was the soft smile of deep connection to and fondness for another person. "I got someplace special for you then," she said softly, almost maternally.
"Drive on then my lady!"
Off they drove, stopping only once to get some burgers because both were really hungry after not getting their pizza.
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I read your tags on that byeler post and holy shit i love u this made my day like this day just started but i wont read anything better, pls do tell more
OH MY GOD THANK YOU???!!!!! that whole thing took me like 45 minutes to write oh my god, its so nice to be noticed for once haha (also ur day just started? I’m so glad I made ur whole day lmao. It’s currently nighttime where I am.) Anyway, tumblr deleted like half of my tags from that post cuz I guess I wrote too many? idk man, it was horrible, whenever I tag posts I always check it on my blog to see if it worked correctly cuz tunglr.cob is always messing things up and BOI WHEN I SAW THAT I WAS FUCKING LIVID OH MY GOD U HAVE NO IDEA. Ok so I’m going to try and recreate my tags below from memory, in bulleted form. they won’t be exact but I’ll try my best (here’s the post now go read my tags if u haven’t seen them lol)
If you ask mike, it was only lasted a few days, and the rest of the gang looks into the camera like they’re on the office
At first, mike is pretty nervous about the topic, like he’s super worried (mike: do u h8 me bc I like bois 2???)
(Literally everyone at once: are you serious?? Have you seen will, That boy is gay as fuck.) (will didn’t say the second part he was not ready for that, ya boi was shook)
Mike is “low-key” relieved (and by low-key I mean extremely high key that boy literally collapsed on the couch from relief)
(Dustin: Mike seriously?? We’re ur best friends how could we possibly hate u??)
Even if any of them did have qualms, they wouldn’t show it. They were all outcasts, and they stuck together no matter what
Lets be real tho, they probably didn’t they are all best friends and love each other unconditionally
Mike hasn’t told anyone that he has a crush on will (eleven: Crush?? Mike ur literally in love with him.) he actually begs eleven not to tell them (Mike: Please, you can’t say anything to them, I’m not ready yet.)
Eleven agrees, but internally she’s all like: Mike, they already know, ur so fucking obvious, Lmao.
Except will tho, will low-key (read: high key) loves mike too, but neither of them have realized it yet because they’re both oblivious idiots
Everyone sees that they’re in love except for them and its so infuriating
Eleven has to endure mikes “pining phase” for MONTHS b4 she basically forces them into a room together (alone) to confess
She has to for her own sanity (but also because she wants her bffs to be happy.)
But seriously if mike didn’t say anything soon she would have to kill him and then herself (yikes, he was actually that bad lol)
Will went through a pining phase too (his started about a year b4 mike and eleven broke things off) although instead of pestering Lucas, Dustin, or Max about it he literally has 3 (three) spiral notebooks (college ruled, not that wide ruled bullshit) full of doodles of Mike with hearts around his head (and a fourth one in progress)
He was supposed to be using them for schoolwork, but he gets distracted a lot in class
No one (NO ONE) Is allowed to see those notebooks except for will himself
(Max, probably: Hey will can I borrow you’re notes, I lost mine? Will, slamming notebook #4 shut: NO! Max: *is visibly shook*)
poor Joyce has no idea why he keeps going through so many notebooks?
Anyway, the whole gang is together for a sleep over in mike’s basement (where else would they be?) and eleven takes mike aside and tells him that he has to tell will 2nite or she will fucking scream (she’s totally not kidding)
Mike: but what if he doesn’t like me back?? He’ll probably hate me if I tell him that……
Eleven: mike ur so stupid omg he fucking likes u back ok trust me
(She caught a glimpse of notebook #2 a while back when she and mike were nearing the end of their relationship, and she never told anyone.To this day, will doesn’t know that she saw it)
Mike: *skeptically* ok but even if that’s true I cant just say it in front of everyone
Eleven scoffs, drags mikes by the wrist over to will, drags will by the arm and basically throws them both into the bathroom and locks them in with her powers
Mike: ELEVEN!! OPEN THE DOOR!!! LET US OUT OF HERE OH MY GOD ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?!?!?!
Eleven: nope :) (how does she do that this is a verbal conversation) not until you tell him.
Will, a very confused boy: huh? Tell me what? Mike what the fuck is going on?!?! What is she talking about??
Mike eventually confesses everything to will (except the pining phase, that was fucking embarrassing)
(Eleven tells him about it later, and mike tries to deny it, but will thinks its so cute???? Like so cute he wants to puke hearts??? But that might just be the butterflies in his stomach)
Mike tries to be smooth when he’s confessing to will but he’s a stuttering fucking mess
Will is so shooketh he doesn’t know what to do with himself so he just grabs mikes hand and says “me too” (he’ll deny it later, but he was on the verge of tears pretty much the whole time)
Mike smiles like the big goofy idiot he is, and eleven, seemingly satisfied opens the door
The gang claps and cheers, and mike and will are confused. Then they look down at their hands, with their fingers still intertwined and are more confused
Lucas: took you long enough
Mike and will: ????????????????
Dustin grabs them by the shoulders and pulls them into a group hugThey stay like that for at least 10 minutes, mike and will hugging each other in the middle, and everyone else crowding around them
Mike pecks will on the cheek and then whispers into his ear quietly: “I love you so fucking much, Will.”
Will Is basically a tomato at this point, a happy tomato, but a fucking tomato nonetheless. (Mike had never seen him so red)
He buries his face into mikes chest, and whispers back: “I love you, too, Mike” (mike blushes almost as red as will)
The others pretended not to notice this little exchange, but oh god did they notice, and it was the cutest fucking thing they’ve ever seen
After awhile they break apart, because its getting hot in mike’s basement
mike and will are left standing outside the bathroom door, still hugging each other. (Neither of them wanted to let go just yet)
Will holds on to mike like his life depends on it, and eventually he hears “Jesus will I can’t fucking breathe”
Will lets go immediately, and mike puts an arm around his shoulder and leads him to the couch
Every one is waiting for them, and no one can stop smiling (especially mike and will, god, those 2 are so fucking in love with each other its not even funny)
this took me way longer than I thought it would omg. I added a few things that weren’t in the original tags that got deleted but they fit in pretty nicely? idk lol I thought it made it that much cuter haha. This was originally supposed to be just a response to the post but I got a little carried away. Tbh I probably put more effort into writing this than I put into my actual homework that I get actual fucking grades on lmao (help). Speaking of which, I have homework that I have to go do now, hahaha. hope u like it lololol
#anonymous#byeler#mike wheeler#will byers#stranger things#stranger things 2#eleven#Max#Lucas sinclair#dustin henderson#Nancy wheeler#barbara holland#Karen wheeler#ted wheeler#jonathan byers#Joyce byers#did i miss anyone??? probably but whatever#ok now I really have to go do my homework
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