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Forbidden Fruit - Dating Jonathan Byers' sister
Steve Harrington x Reader -Part Two
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☆彡- Warning: 18+
Female orgasm, female oral sex. Kissing, skin grabbing. Slight dirty talk, fluff. Angst, tension. Male aggression.
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You arrived at the party late, your dress blew against the wind causing you to shiver from the chill. Raising your hand up to knock on the door before realising that it was open, you push it gently and it swung against the wall.
People were clutching onto red plastic cups, talking energetically with others against walls, doors and corners of Steve's house. As you turned into the living room, more people had taken the black leather sofas and were engaged in conversation with no other than.
''Steve!'' this drunk girl stumbled over to him, spilling her drink all over the cream carpet. Her arm fell over his shoulder as she talked loudly into his ear, she was mumbling about how he never called her back when his eyes met yours.
He smiled as she continued to talk to him, his eyes never leaving yours. You were hovering behind the sofa, blushing red as he whispered into her she shot him an offended look and began walking in your direction.
Looking down at your feet as his body stood in front of you.
"You came! I didn't think that you would. Let's get you a drink." He smirked, his words were enthusiastic. The cup in his hand was empty as he waved it around in front of you.
His arm raised above you as he pointed towards the kitchen, watching as you walked together. His cup was crumpled between his fingers as he bit his lip, the sight of you made him shiver. Your black dress reached just below your lower legs, the same one that you wore the other night. Your fishnets shone in the multi coloured lights, your hair was swinging as you walked.
The kitchen table was covered with alcohol bottles and plastic bottles filled with mixers, next to the table there were buckets of ice and plastic cups. He picked one out for you and passed it to you. Your eyes were filled with innocence as you looked up at him, hesitant to touch any of the drinks in front of you.
"Here, let me pour you one" his body pushed against yours as he moved in front of you, he poured you a weak vodka and coca cola. Smiling to you before passing it to you.
He looked good, the kitchen light was hitting his oiled hair. His skirt was a silky grey, his blue jeans were covered slightly by the shirt. You had never seen him wear anything so fancy.
He led through to the living room, the group he was with before had scattered. Leaving you on the couch, he threw himself down onto it dramatically, making you laugh. He laughed with you as you sat down next to him more gracefully. His arm was resting on the back of the sofa, drinking a fresh drink as he peered at you. Watching your expressions changed as you tasted the liquid in the cup, coughing at the strength. You were not a drinker, you could taste the vodka through the coca cola. He laughed softly, trying to hide his amusement in his cup but you noticed, shooting him a scowl.
You sat there listening to the faint music behind you, staring ahead as he moved closer to you. Feeling nervous by his presence, you bit down hard onto the plastic rim as you looked at him. His features were pretty, you could see his long eyelashes as he blinked. His breath smelt strongly of alcohol making you grimace slightly.
“You don’t have to drink it you know?’’ he smirked, leaning closer to you. You could tell that he was slightly tipsy, the way his lip curled as he smirked. His eyes were glassed over as he stared at you.
“I know, I might just sip on it. Ahah” you laughed uneasily, your free hand was holding onto a blunt in your pocket.
Bringing it out into the light, you twirled it between your fingers looking down at it as it moved. Steve’s eyes lit up at the sight of it in your lap, his tongue wagging like a puppy.
“Wanna smoke?” your voice was relaxed and soft as you met his eyes. A smirk fought your lips as he stood up at once, nodding rapidly.
He was out the room before you were, waiting for you on the stairs. Nervously, you followed behind him as he rushed upstairs. Going into Steve Harrington’s bedroom alone made your stomach flip, you wondered how many other girls had stood where you stood. He rearranged his bed covers, patting a seat next to him for you.
Nervously you walked across the room towards him, the blunt getting warmer and warmer in the palm of your hand. Sitting down next to him, trying to avoid the tingling sensation in your knee as it hit against his. He was grinning like a teenage boy as you straightened the blunt out in your hand, passing you a lighter eagerly watching you light it.
You passed it between each other for a while, until the nervous sober tension had disappeared. Falling onto his bed, your eyes focusing on the ceiling. He glanced at you before following, making you giggle as his weight lifted you up slightly. Your faces inches apart as the smoke drifted between you, a smile plastered on both your faces.
Between the silence and the faint music downstairs, you edged yourself closer to his face. His freckles were visible to your eyes, tracing them with your fingers. His fingers made their way to the bare skin on your shoulder, repeating your movement as his eyes drifted off your skin to meet your eyes. They were soft, the lighting in the room reflected them making you shiver, he looked beautiful in the golden hues of his room.
You felt lost in his eyes as you felt him move his head closer to yours, gasping quietly as his lips finally met yours. Relaxing into the kiss, your eyes closing tightly as his hand stroked your cheek. You felt nervous that you weren’t kissing right but as his lips touched yours once more, you couldn’t help yourself but attempt to kiss back.
As your body began to move closer to his, light moans escaping his mouth as you kissed. Neither of you two heard the noise and commotion downstairs, too busy transfixed on each other to notice until Steve’s bedroom door burst open. Jolting apart in a high and tipsy state to face Jonathan, his eyes angrily moving between you and Steve.
You jumped up at once, grabbing your jacket that was draping off your shoulders. Suddenly feeling much smaller than you were five minutes ago, you stared between Steve and Jonathan watching as he reached for Steve. Squealing in shock, you listened to Jonathan’s anger as he grabbed Steve by the scruff of his t-shirt. Face to face with each other, daggers in their eyes.
“I fucking told you to stay away from my sister.” his breath was hot against Steve’s face as his words pierced through his ears. Staring at him in shock, still high from the blunt you shared.
He stared at him for a few moments before dropping him dramatically, striding towards you and seizing your arm with his hand tightly. Forcing you out his room, your eye met Steve’s as you left the door. They were filled with sadness and regret as he stood there paralysed with lust and shock.
The car journey was tedious, he stared ahead at the road. The stereo playing softly in the background as he sped through the traffic, his knuckles were white against the leather as his teeth gritted together. Your legs were pressed against the side of the door, your arms folded tightly as you watched the cars fly by.
Neither muttering a word, sadness and anger filled the air. You witnessed his slight glances in the window as he looked softly at you but his angry expression resumed as he focused on the road.
Once arriving at home, you walked in silence inside the house. Feeling nervous to speak in case he raised his voice, you had never seen him act that way until tonight. It frightened you.
He didn’t follow you as you rushed towards your bedroom, jumping under the covers of your double bed. Switching on your golden fairy lights that hung above your headboard, a copy of Pride and prejudice sat crumpled on your bed table. You picked it up and began reading, wanting to get lost in a fictional world rather than face reality.
Jonathan didn’t leave his bedroom for days, you pattered across the hallway between chapters. Dreaming of a romance like those in the romantic novels you got lost in, sighing as you hovered outside the door of his room. The smell of weed filtered out through the house, your mom Joyce had reassured you that he would speak to you soon. She sat at the kitchen table with you as you cried, deciding to tell her about Steve. You noticed as her eyes met Hopper's, who shrugged, tipping his sheriff's hat at you and kissing Joyce softly before leaving the house. He was never good at ‘girlie’ advice as he called it but he tried with El.
You unravelled your feelings into the hot choco mug on the kitchen table, your mom rubbing your back softly as you felt yourself melt. Pausing as you heard a bedroom door open in the hallway, listening to the soft footsteps and relaxing as El and Max joined the table. Smiling at them through the tears, her hand touched yours. Max made a joke about Steve making you laugh, wiping your wet stained cheeks. Joyce’s laughter echoed in your ear as both of your hands held El and her hand’s tightly, laughing together around the table released some of your pain.
As you begin to feel better, listening to Max’s silly stories and EL jumping in to add her own references. Jonathan echoed across the room, his door was open as you stared at the entranceway, meeting your eyes with Steve. Your breath became hitched, your chest tightened as you smiled at you. He still looked sad, but as he clutched his side you knew that he wasn’t here for a social call. Your eyes drifted towards the car outside, a blonde girl was applying lipstick in his car.
Gasping to yourself, you rose suddenly. Your eyes filled with tears as you didn’t bother to watch him leave before rushing towards your bedroom, collapsing heavily onto your bed in tears. None of the girls followed you, they assumed that you wanted space. You heard Max’s voice bounce across the walls towards Steve, anger filled her voice.
“Just leave Steve, she’s not coming out” she spat towards him. Joyce stared down at her coffee mug, not wanting to get involved. El sent daggers his way as he glumily left the house.
You sighed at the sound of the front door shutting, your thoughts filled your mind. Wondering why you believed that he was different, Jonathan was right and as you sunk further into the bed your mind pictured Steve last night.
The way his eyes looked as he stared into your eyes, the light flickering spots of brown and the feeling of his lips on yours. Your breathing becomes heavier as your tears streamed faster, every time you close your eyes. He would be looking at you, his soft glances. Replayed where you sat in his car as he kissed you, the sound of the rain made you shiver as you picked yourself up. Climbing back into bed, your book falling onto your stomach as you buried deeper underneath the covers.
Your brief times with him replayed in your mind as you knew that they wouldn’t be the same anymore.
You slept for the rest of the weekend, only waking up to eat and read. Footsteps come and go in the hallway, you imagine Steve as he pauses at your bedroom before walking into Jonathan’s room. You wonder if they talk about you but then realise that you are a touchy subject and your heart sinks deeper into your chest.
Monday morning, the chillness in the air reflects your feelings as you sit in the back of Jonathan’s car. Watching the scenery flyby, his eyes glance towards you through the rear-view mirror, your eyes don’t meet his. You leave without saying goodbye, as you walk across the courtyard, you hear Steve’s voice behind trying to refrain from looking in his direction.
You can’t help but let your eyes follow the voice, his hair was slicked back with gel. He was wearing his Family Video uniform, Robin was rushing to catch up with Nancy as his eyes met you. Everyone disappeared, he still looked sad but they softened as he looked at you. You were standing in the middle of the courtyard as the school bell rang, frozen in time as you followed his movements.
He came quickly across the grass, his hands were suddenly grasping your face as his lips met yours. Both of your eyes tightly shut as you passionately kissed him, you felt you were dreaming as his arms hooked under your ass and he lifted you up.
You kissed him until your lips grew sore, the contact wasn’t long enough as he placed you back down on the concrete. Shock and lust raced through your veins as you got familiar with your surroundings again, the sun highlighting his brown eyes as he looked at you. That mesmerising smile twinkled at you as you felt yourself laugh but as he kissed you once more, the sadness creeped back into your body as you realised that this shouldn’t have happened.
Pushing him away, you turned towards the school. Running through the doors, his eyes followed you as you disappeared into the cool and dark hallway. His lips tingle from touching yours, his eyes resummed with a sad look as he walked towards his car. His heart sank into his chest as he drove to work, the idea of you never leaving his mind. In his mind, he beat himself up for kissing you but never regretting it for a second.
You spent the day thinking about his lips, the colour of his eyes and how relaxed you felt around him. Hardly paying attention to your classes as you doodled in your notebooks, pushing your food around your plate as you sat through lunch in your thoughts. Your friends tried to get through to you with no luck, they didn’t know about Steve. How your heart ached for the one your brother hated, the one he warned about, the one who kissed you like he would break if he didn’t.
As soon as the day finished, you were back in Jonathan’s car. Drifting off into your thoughts, you saw Steve parked waiting for Robin. His eyes followed the car as it drove out of the car park, Jonathan muttered to himself as he glanced at you. He knew that Steve was looking at you. And he knew there was nothing he could do.
Jonathan went straight to his room once you arrived home, you followed suit. Diving into your bed and escaping into your book, you read for a few hours even as the rain began to pour hitting your window noisily. The candles in your room flickered against the fairy lights above your bed, you were interrupted by a faint knock on your door. Sighing, you called for them to enter rolling onto your back as you held the book over your face.
He stood awkwardly in your room, twirling a blunt in his hand as he cleared his throat. Jonathan looked sheepishly at you, waiting for you to place the book down. He smiled at you, you moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Blinking at him with curiosity, listening to his voice as he began to speak.
“Look, I’m sorry for how I reacted on Friday. I got told that Steve was fucking you or something and my anger drove me. I love you, I just want you to get what you deserve and if you think that’s Steve then I can’t stop you. I don’t approve of Steve but you are your own person. I can’t protect you forever” he was rambling with nerves, laughing lightly to cease his nerves.
“Thank you for apologising to me, I wish I didn’t like him. But I can’t help it. Now let’s go smoke that blunt yeah?” You smiled, walking close to him.
Pointing to the blunt in his hand, he nodded and put his arms around you. Bringing you into a hug, his knuckle rubbing against your head laughing with him as he tickled your sides.
You had missed him, not talking to your brother for a week killed you. Knowing he felt the same as he stood in your bedroom, leading you out towards the garden.
It was raining as you sat on the background porch, the pattering of the rain hit hard against the corrugated roof. You relaxed into the chair as Jonathan lit the blunt, your thoughts drifted to Steve.
As you smoked the blunt together, talking about silly things the rain grew heavier. Jonathan suddenly turned to you as a car pulled up outside, throwing the blunt on the floor.
“You don’t happen to have that watch on you?” he looked frantically at you, the car had switched off the engine when you looked down at your watch nodding.
It was 8pm, your eyebrows knitted together as you told him the time. He didn’t give you an explanation before rushing off into the house, curiously you followed him. It was a girl standing in the rain, you watched as she pulled him in for a kiss.
Unbeknownst to them, you walked into the kitchen startling them both apart. You chuckled as you searched around in the cupboards for a mug, it was cold and you wanted to experience it with a steaming hot chocolate. The girl watched as rain dripped off her body, in a snide voice she asked if they could leave. He nodded but glanced at you before leaving, you heard his footsteps creep up behind you.
Your eyebrows raised, pausing as you organised your ingredients to make the hot chocolate you envisioned in your mind.
‘’Uh, so… I’m going to be gone most of the night but I need you to be there when a few people pick up’’ he laughed sheepishly, turning back to look at the girl on your doorstep. You watched as he stuttered on his words, trying to hide them from her.
‘’Sure, everything is already in your room right?’’ you emptied the coco powder into your cup as he nodded, his lips kissing your cheek as he dashed out the door into the heavy rain. You chuckled to yourself, as you listened to the kettle boil.
You wandered into your bedroom with your steaming hot chocolate and opened your book, you read until the mug was empty and your eyes felt fuzzy. Joyce and Hopper had gone out for a meal and weren’t going to be home for a while, as you walked from your bedroom to wash up your mug. The doorbell echoed through the house, jumping nearly dropping your mug in shock. Sighing as you assumed that it was a random person who was dying for weed, nonchalantly you swung the door open.
Leaning against the door as your eyes followed their body until your eyes met theirs.
Steve’s eyes shone against the porch light, a smirk was tugging on his lips as he looked at you. You were a purple lace night dress, a dressing gown exposing your shoulders as you hung onto the doorframe.
“Hey you” his voice was silky and seductive, you stepped back into the house letting him follow you.
You smiled as you turned your back to him, you knew his eyes were tracing your body outline. The door shutting, his arm grabbed yours, twirling you round to face him. His arm travelled up to caress your face, moving naturally to kiss his hand.
He pulled your body closer to him as his other hand cupped your face, your lips touching his. You instantly moaned, feeling slightly embarrassed for being so loud but as he pushed you into him. His moan was muffled in your mouth as he kissed you hungrily, the rain was loud against the house as your bodies moved together.
Stumbling together between heavy kisses and touching through the hallway into your bedroom, he pushed you onto the bed. Steve’s body pressed against you, his hands exploring your crevasses softly causing you to shiver. You could feel a bulge forming in his jeans as he grinded against your thigh, his kisses became hot and heavy.
Your moans became desperate, needy for his touch. Your hands pulled on his hair as he moved you up the bed, hiking up your dress and he growled at the sight of your lacy underwear. Practically ripping them off from between your thighs, his drool hit the top of your pussy. He glanced at you before burying his head deeper between your legs, it felt like heaven as his tongue hit your clit.
You had never been touched before, he had assumed that you had at least had a first kiss but your moans said otherwise.
“Oh, Steve” your hands grasped onto the bed sheets, pulling them upwards as your body arched against his tongue.
Your hips buckled as you rode his face, your clit twitched as a tingly feeling flooded your body. Riding that feeling through, it felt better and better with every stroke of his tongue.
Pulling your hair harder and harder, he groaned into your pussy vibrating against your clit. Your wetness moved across his face as his lips sucked on your clit, you gasped loudly at the sensation.
He was good. Though you had nothing to compare it too but as he sucked down on your clit, you felt that tingly feeling creep up from your toes.
“That’s it, pretty girl, cum for me” his words were hot, you felt yourself melt into movements. His voice vibrating one more against your clit.
“Steve, it feels so good” you whined desperately as your hips smashed into his jaw. Your legs shaking violently, your gasps were hot and loud as your eyes rolled back.
You felt yourself having your very first orgasm.
The bed creaked as he rode you through your orgasm, your gasps were growing softer and softer as you rode yourself closer into another orgasm.
“Fuck, fuck fuck” you moaned loudly as your head tipped back onto the bed.
Your legs shaking rapidly, your knuckles white from gripping onto the bed sheets. Your voice was hoarse from moaning but as you felt yourself coat his pretty face, you relaxed.
He lifted his head from between your thighs, licking his lips grinning up at you. Bringing his face to yours, making you taste yourself on him. Sliding his tongue inside your mouth, groaning as his hands pulled your underwear backup to cover you.
“I had been thinking about you” he mumbled onto your lips, making you smile.
You kissed him hard just as the sound of the front door opening, the babble of voices echoed through the house.
Your eyes filled with shock, grabbing Steve by his hand and rushing across the hallway. Collapsing into Jonathan’s room, you giggle as your body lands on top of him. Meeting your lips with his as you heard the pattering of footsteps disappear into various bedrooms, smirking as you kiss him.
Lying there for a few moments until the house stood completely still, helping him up from the floor. You wander over to the desk and begin to weigh up his weed.
Your eyes drift between him and the weed, before finally passing it to him. You watched as he rolled a blunt for you both to share, it was full to the brim.
Taking his hand in yours, you peeked your head out into the hallway. The muffled sounds of voices filled the house, squeezing his hand as you rushed across the hallway and back into your room.
Sitting on the floor together hiding between your bed and the window, your backs resting against the bed as the cool air flowed into the room. Passing a blunt between you, the rain still heavy against the window. As you finished the blunt, you climbed into bed together.
Lying on either side of the bed, you both listened to the rain. His hand found yours, holding it tightly as you felt yourself drift off to sleep. Your mind thinking non stop about his tongue with a smile on your face.
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Oh my gosh you guys! Thank you so much for 200 followers<3 as a gift for my followers and readers I will for surely publish my drafts aka the 3 fics that I promised by next week and whilst you guys are waiting I will post some stranger things headcannons<3
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[🌼] introduction
[🧃] hey! my name is charlie! i’m gonna use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!
[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.
[🌈] rules:
~ dni if you are an nsfw blog
~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.
~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.
~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.
~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.
~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!
~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.
[🌊] fandoms:
IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis
A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman
Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke
Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton
Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield
My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida
Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last
I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)
Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth
The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker
[🌸] prompts:
~ Angst
”please stop lying to me.”
”i dont care.”
”please dont cry”
”what makes you think i would want to date you?”
”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”
”am i going to die?”
“when did you fall out of love with me?”
”are you leaving me?”
” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”
”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”
”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”
”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”
”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”
”it’s only 2.am..”
”please dont hide from me.”
”dont take another step in my direction.”
”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”
”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”
~ Fluff
”let me walk you home, hm?”
”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”
”ugh i cant reach it!”
”stop being so goddamn cute.”
”you dont need all that candy, do you?”
”call me as soon as you get there.”
”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”
”cuddles please!”
”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”
”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”
“YOU DID WHAT?!”
”you motherfucker! never do that again!”
” i have no idea what you are talking about.”
”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”
“im only here for the dog.”
~ Smut 🌝
“come over here and make me.”
”kiss me.”
”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”
”you heard me. take. it. off.”
”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”
”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”
”i want to taste you.”
”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”
”is that my shirt?”
“be quiet.”
”use your words, baby.”
”what if someone hears us?”
”oh fuck yes, just like that.”
“need any help with that?”
“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”
“relax.”
”did you come?”
”shut up slut.”
~ Funny Ones🌚
”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”
”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”
”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”
”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”
”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”
”excuse you?”
”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”
”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”
”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”
”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”
”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”
”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”
”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”
”for fucks sake- MOVE!”
”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”
[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))
#actors#fic prompts#writing prompt#writing ideas#prompt list#ianowt#i am not okay with this#it headcanons#it chapter one#stanley barber#sydney novak#dina#stranger things#asoue#arcane#harry potter#the goldfinch#metal lords#heartstopper#my hero academia
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Master list!
Here’s what/who I currently write smut/fluff for!
Huge disclaimer: if you know a character is a minor then you should know I will not write smut for them. Ty loves!
Full / fuller house
Jesse Katsopolis
Joey Gladstone
Danny Tanner
(Older) DJ Tanner
(Older) Stephanie Tanner
(Older) Kimmy Kibbler
Matt Harmon
Heart stopper
Nick Nelson (fluff)
Charlie Spring (fluff)
Tara Jones (fluff)
Darcy (fluff)
Issac (fluff)
Tori Spring (depends on what’s requested)
Aled (fluff)
Tou Xu (fluff)
Elle (fluff)
The summer I turned pretty
Conrad Fisher (smut/fluff)
Jeremiah Fisher (smut/fluff)
Steven Conklin (smut/fluff)
Isabell Conklin (fluff)
Susannah Fisher (fluff)
Laurel Conklin (fluff)
The Black Phone
Finney Blake (fluff)
Robin Arellano (fluff)
Bruce Yamada (fluff)
Vance Hopper (fluff)
Griffin Stagg (fluff any one who requests smut is blocked)
Billy Showalter (fluff)
Metal Lords
Hunter Sylvester (smut/fluff)
Kevin (smut/fluff)
Emily (smut/fluff)
That 70s show
Steven Hyde (smut/fluff)
Eric Forman (smut/fluff)
Jackie Burkheart (smut/fluff)
Michael Kelso (smut/fluff)
Fez (probably just fluff)
Donna Pincioti (smut/fluff)
Divergent
Tris Prior (smut/fluff)
Caleb Prior (smut/fluff)
Tobias Eaton (four) (smut/fluff)
Christina (smut/fluff)
Eric (smut/fluff)
Chucky (the series)
Junior Wheeler (fluff)
Jake Wheeler (fluffy malexmale only)
Lexy Cross (fluff)
Devon Evans (fluff)
Tiffany / Jennifer Tilly (smut/fluff)
The sandlot
Benny Rodriguez (fluff)
Scott Smalls (fluff)
Michael Palledorous (fluff)
Hamilton Porter (fluff)
Alan “yeah-yeah” Mcclean (fluff)
Bertram Grover Weeks (fluff)
Wendy Peffercorn (fluff)
Kenny Denunez (fluff)
Fear Street
Simon Kalivoda (smut/fluff)
Deena (smut/fluff femalexfemale only)
Kate Schmidt (smut/fluff)
Josh (fluff)
Heather (smut/fluff)
Cindy Berman (smut/fluff)
Ziggy Berman (fluff)
Tommy Slater (smut/fluff)
Nick Goode (smut/fluff)
Descendents
Harry Hook (smut/fluff)
Mal (fluff)
Evie (fluff)
Jay (fluff)
Carlos (fluff)
Ben (fluff)
Uma (fluff)
Gil Gaston (fluff)
Jane (fluff)
Audrey (fluff)
The Breakfast Club
John Bender (smut/fluffish)
Andrew Clark (smut/fluff)
Brian Johnson (smut/fluff)
Claire Standish (smut/fluff)
Allison Reynolds (smut/fluff)
Mean Girls
Karen Smith (smut/fluff)
Gretchen Weiners (smut/fluff)
Regina George (smut/fluff)
Janis Ian (smut/fluff)
Kady Heron (smut/fluff)
The Hunger Games
Peeta Mellark (smut/fluff)
Gale Hawthorn (smut/fluff)
Finnick Odair (smut/fluff)
Cinna (smut/fluff)
Katniss Everdeen (smut/fluff)
Glimmer (smut/fluff)
Clove (fluff)
Cato (smut)
Finch (fox face) (smut/fluff)
Any others ask and I’ll tell you what I write
Shameless
Fiona Gallagher (smut/fluff)
Lip Gallagher (smut/fluff)
Ian Gallagher (smut/fluff)
Carl Gallagher (smut/fluff)
Debbie Gallagher (smut/fluff)
Mickey Milkovitch /(smut/fluff)
Mandy Milkovitch (smut /fluff)
Kevin Ball (smut/fluff)
Veronica Fisher (smut/fluff)
Scream
Billy Loomis (smut/fluff)
Stu Macher (smut/fluff)
Sydney Prescott (smut/fluff)
Tatum Riley (smut/fluff)
Randy Meeks (smut/fluff)
Dewy Riley (smut/fluff)
Gale Weathers (smut/fluff)
Charlie Walker (smut/fluff)
Jill Roberts (smut/fluff)
Amber (smut/fluff)
Chad Minks (smut/fluff)
Mindy Minks (smut/fluff)
Sam Loomis ? (smut/fluff)
Outerbanks
JJ Maybank (smut/fluff)
Pope Hayward (smut/fluff)
Sarah Cameron (smut/fluff)
Kiera (smut/fluff)
John B (smut/fluff)
Rafe Camron
Twilight
Edward Cullen (smut/fluff)
Jasper Hale (smut/fluff)
Emmet Cullen (smut/fluff)
Carlisle Cullen (smut/fluff)
Jacob Black (smut/fluff)
Seth Clearwater (fluff)
Charlie Swan (smut/fluff)
Bella Swan (smut/fluff)
Rosalie Hale (smut/fluff)
Alice Cullen (smut/fluff)
Esme Cullen (smut/fluff)
Lea Clearwater (smut/fluff)
Mauraders
Regulus Black (smut/fluff)
Sirius Black (smut/fluff)
James Potter (smut/fluff)
Lily Evans (smut/fluff)
Severus Snape (smut/fluff)
Remus Lupin (smut/fluff)
Peter Petigrew (smut/fluff)
Narcissa Black (smut/fluff)
Bellatrix Black (smut/fluff)
Pandora Lovegood (smut/fluff)
Barty Crouch JR (smut/fluff)
Evan Rosier (smut/fluff)
Marlene Mckenny (smut/fluff)
Riverdale
Cheryl Blossom (smut/fluff) femalexfemale only
Jughead Jones (smut/fluff)
Betty Cooper (smut/fluff)
Veronica Lodge (smut/fluff)
Archie Andrews (smut/fluff)
Tony Topaz (smut/fluff)
Sweet pea (smut/fluff)
Fangs Fogurty (smut/fluff)
I am not ok with this
Sydney (fluff)
Deena (fluff)
Stanley Barber (fluff)
That’s about it.
Cobra Kai
Eli Moskiwitz (hawke) (aged up smut/fluff)
Demetri (fluff)
Samatha Larusso (aged up smut/fluff)
Moon (aged up smut/fluff)
Yasmine (aged up smut/fluff)
Anthony Larusso (aged up smut/fluff)
Daniel Larusso (smut/fluff)
Johnny Lawrence (smut/fluff)
Tori (aged up smut/fluff)
Robby Keene (aged up smut/fluff)
The outsiders
Darry Curtis (smut/fluff)
Two-bit Matthews (smut/fluff)
Sodapop Curtis (smut/fluff)
Steve Randle (smut/fluff)
Dallas Winston (smut/fluff)
Johnny Cade (fluff)
Ponyboy Curtis (fluff)
Tim Shepheard (smut/fluff)
Curly Shepheard (smut/fluff)
Angela Shepheard (smut/fluff)
Criminal Minds
Aaron Hotchner (smut/fluff)
Spencer Reid (smut/fluff)
Derek Morgan (smut/fluff)
David Rossi (smut/fluff)
Emily Prentiss (smut/fluff)
Jennifer Jaroue (smut/fluff)
Elle Greenaway (smut/fluff)
Penelope Garcia (smut/fluff)
The Originals
Klaus Mikaelson (smut/fluff)
Elijah Mikaelson (smut/fluff)
Kol Mikaelson (smut/fluff)
Rebekah Mikaelson (smut/fluff)
Freya Mikaelson (smut/fluff)
Hayley Marshall (smut/fluff)
Jackson (smut/fluff)
The Vampire Diaries
Elena Gilbert (smut/fluff)
Damon Salvatore (smut/fluff)
Bonnie Bennett (smut/fluff)
Stefan Salvatore (smut/fluff)
Caroline Forbes (smut/fluff)
Enzo St.John (smut/fluff)
Vicki Donovan (smut/fluff)
Matt Donovan (smut/fluff)
Katherine Pierce (smut/fluff)
Tyler Lockwood (smut/fluff)
Anyone else requested I’ll tell you what I write for! XX
IT
Henry Bowers (smut/fluff)
Belch Huggins (smut/fluff)
Patrick Hockstetter (smut/fluff)
Victor Criss (smut/fluff)
(Older) Richie Tozier (smut/fluff)
(Older) Eddie Kaspbrak (smut/fluff)
(Older) Bill Debrough (smut/fluff)
(Older) Stanley Uris (smut/fluff)
(Older) Beverly Marsh (smut/fluff)
(Older) Ben Hanscome (smut/fluff)
(Older) Mike Hanlon (smut/fluff)
Friends
Chandler Bing (smut/fluff)
Rachel Green (smut/fluff)
Joey Tribiani (smut/fluff)
Monica Geller Bing (smut/fluff)
Ross Geller (smut/fluff)
Phoebe Buffay (smut/fluff)
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington (smut/fluff)
Eddie Munson (smut/fluff)
Jonathan Byers (smut/fluff)
Argyle (smut/fluff)
Billy Hargrove (smut/fluff)
Nancy Wheeler (smut/fluff)
Robin Buckley (smut/fluff)
Chrissy Cunningham (smut/fluff)
Anyone else will be fluff !
Sam and Colby
Sam Golbach (smut/fluff)
Colby Brock (smut/fluff)
Jake Webber (smut/fluff)
Reggie Webber (smut/fluff)
Kevin Langue (smut/fluff)
MIKE (smut/fluff)
Ariya (smut/fluff)
Corey schere (smut/fluff)
Katrina Stuart (smut/fluff)
Tara Yummy (smut/fluff)
Zephyr Wolf (smut/fluff)
Devyn Lundy (smut/fluff)
Cassie (smut/fluff)
The walking dead
Glenn Rhee (smut/fluff)
Rick Grimes (smut/fluff)
Daryl Dixion (smut/fluff)
Negan Smith (smut/fluff)
Maggie Rhee (smut/fluff)
Michonne (smut/fluff)
Carl Grimes (some smut aged up ofc/fluff )
South Park (all aged up ofc)
Kenny McCormick (fluff/smut)
Stan marsh (fluff/smut)
Kyle Broflovski (smut/fluff)
Eric Cartman (ig I’ll do smut or fluff)
Michael (the goth kid) (anything)
Basically anyone as long as it’s not them as children for smut
And I’ll do anything for euphoria (minus Nate) and Harry Potter (mostly fluff) and I will do anything for the walking dead !! :))
(Please no incest, zoophilia stuff)
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-> rules, prompts and more <-
[🧃] hey! my name is kit and im a young writer :) my friends recommended that i use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!
[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.
[🌈] rules:
~ dni if you are an nsfw blog
~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.
~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.
~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.
~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.
~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!
~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.
[🌊] fandoms:
IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Jack Dylan Grazer, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis
A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman
Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke
Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton
Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield
My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida
Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last
I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)
Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth
The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker
[🌸] prompts:
~ Angst
”please stop lying to me.”
”i dont care.”
”please dont cry”
”what makes you think i would want to date you?”
”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”
”am i going to die?”
“when did you fall out of love with me?”
”are you leaving me?”
” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”
”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”
”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”
”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”
”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”
”it’s only 2.am..”
”please dont hide from me.”
”dont take another step in my direction.”
”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”
”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”
~ Fluff
”let me walk you home, hm?”
”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”
”ugh i cant reach it!”
”stop being so goddamn cute.”
”you dont need all that candy, do you?”
”call me as soon as you get there.”
”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”
”cuddles please!”
”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”
”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”
“YOU DID WHAT?!”
”you motherfucker! never do that again!”
” i have no idea what you are talking about.”
”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”
“im only here for the dog.”
~ Smut 🌝
“come over here and make me.”
”kiss me.”
”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”
”you heard me. take. it. off.”
”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”
”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”
”i want to taste you.”
”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”
”is that my shirt?”
“be quiet.”
”use your words, baby.”
”what if someone hears us?”
”oh fuck yes, just like that.”
“need any help with that?”
“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”
“relax.”
”did you come?”
”shut up slut.”
~ Funny Ones🌚
”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”
”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”
”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”
”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”
”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”
”excuse you?”
”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”
”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”
”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”
”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”
”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”
”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”
”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”
”for fucks sake- MOVE!”
”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”
[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))
#ianowt#i am not okay with this#sydney novak#Sydney novak x reader#stanley barber#stanley barber x reader#it 2017#the losers club#bill denbrough#stanley uris#losers club#richie tozier#eddie kaspbrak#it chapter 1#stan uris#beverly marsh#finn wolfhard#sophia lillis#wyatt oleff#jaeden lieberher#jaeden martell#jack dylan grazer#metal lords#asoue netflix#asoue#violet baudelaire#klaus baudelaire#sunny baudelaire#malina weissman#stranger things
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♫ ― 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒!
⋆ a few things to note before requesting!
before i start, i just want to emphasize the fact that this is strictly a plus size reader account, so i will not write for thin/skinny coded reader.
unless it's stated otherwise, the reader will be female.
my life is busy and more often than not, i am ridiculously exhausted, so it may take me longer to get to your request. I am not ignoring them!
this also goes hand in hand with the rule above, and though it hasn't happened before and i would prefer to keep it that way, please don't rush me to write your request!
please specify what kind of plotline that you would like, and also where it takes place/what season it's in the series/movie that you're requesting for!
i would really appreciate it if you would not send me a request anywhere else that is not in my inbox; like my comments on certain posts or in the comments on my ao3.
if i do not feel comfortable writing your request or if you have asked for something i do not write for, i have the right to delete them!
please also specify what trope you'd like! (i.e. enemies-to-lovers, friends-to-lovers, etc.)
the female characters that i write for will be paired up with female reader on default, so if you wish for the reader to be gender neutral, please state it if so!
i always try to keep my writing as race neutral as possible, but if you'd like a certain gender, religion, sexuality, skin color, etc. to be emphasized, please let me know! i'm always trying to make my account more inclusive for others!
if you want either a blurb, headcanon, or a oneshot, please tell me!
what i write: fluff, smut, angst, heavy angst, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort, sick fics, urequited love, bad endings, platonic relationships (i.e family relationships, friendships, etc.), threesomes, polyamorous relationships.
what i do not write: self-harm, sexual offenses of any sort, non-con, dub-con, age-play, dd/lg, md/lb, any kind of sexual play, little space, scat, water sports, throw up, illegal or immoral age gaps, or just any kinks that do not include clearly stated consent, incest, cheating (on the reader), feederism, fat fetishizing, requested series/mini series, songfics, singing.
♫ ― 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
women: rowena macleod, meg masters, michonne hawthorne, maggie greene, rosita espinosa, penelope garcia, emily prentiss, jennifer jareau, tara lewis, elle greenaway, natasha romanov, wanda maximoff, tess servopoulos, ss harley quinn, annie 'starlight' january, rosalie hale, alice cullen, usagi yuzuha, kuina hikari, ann rizuna, kate sharma.
men: dean winchester, sam winchester, castiel, rick grimes, daryl dixon, glenn rhee, aaron hotchner, spencer reid, derek morgan, luke alvez, matt simmons, steve rogers, bucky barnes, tony stark, thor odinson, loki laufeyson, matthew murdock, peter parker (no smut; goes for all universes), murphy macmanus, joel miller, boaz priestly, jim hopper, jonathan byers (smut for only s4), hughie campbell, mike schmidt, edward cullen, jasper hale, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, charlie swan, jacob black (smut only for eclipse ➝ breaking dawn part 1-2!), chishiya shuntaro, arisu rhyohei.
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INTRODUCTION
𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘕𝘈/𝘈𝘖𝘐
𝘊𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘋𝘌𝘕𝘛
18 (𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 19 𝘖𝘕 𝘋𝘌𝘊𝘔𝘉𝘌𝘙 1)
𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘒𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘋𝘌𝘕𝘛
FANDOMS
✈︎ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲
✈︎ 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀
✈︎ 𝗧𝗣𝗡
✈︎ 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿
✈︎ 𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 (𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮)
MASTERLIST
Stranger Things
Joyce Byers
Jim Hopper
Murray Bauman
Alexei
Ted Wheeler
Karen Wheeler
Nancy Wheeler
Steve Harrington
Eddie Munson
Robin Buckley
Jonathan Byers
Mike Wheeler
Jane Hopper
Dustin Henderson
Lucas Sinclair
Max Mayfield
Will Byers
Kali Prasad
Erica Sinclair | Platonic
Vickie
Suzie
Billy Hargrove
Angela 🤨🤨
Heartstopper
(ALL FLUFF!!)
Nick Nelson
Charlie Spring
Tara Olsson
Darcy Jones
Tao Xu
Elle Argent
Tori Spring
Ben Hope
Harry Greene
Imogen Heany
The Black Phone
Vance Hopper
Robin Arellano
Finney Blake
Gwendelyn Blake
Billy
Griffin | platonic
Donna
Bruce
The Promised Netherland
Isabella
Norman
Emma
Ray
Don
Gilda
Phil | platonic
Conny | platonic
Krone
Wednesday
Enid Sinclair
Wednesday Addams
Ajax Petropolus
Tyler Galpin
Xavier Thorpe
Bianca Barclay
Yoko Tanaka
Eugene Otinger
Larissa Weems
Valerie Kinbott
Morticia Addams
Gomez Addams
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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
✦--"𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗱𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴."
✧𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚
✧𝟏𝟗
✧𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥
𝙁𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙊𝙈𝙎
✧𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
✧𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫
✧𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞
✧𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝
𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏
Stranger Things
Joyce Byers
Jim Hopper
Murray Bauman
Alexei
Ted Wheeler
Karen Wheeler
Nancy Wheeler
Steve Harrington
Eddie Munson
Robin Buckley
Jonathan Byers
Mike Wheeler
Jane Hopper
Dustin Henderson
Lucas Sinclair
Max Mayfield
Will Byers
Kali Prasad
Erica Sinclair | Platonic
Vickie
Suzie
Billy Hargrove
Angela
Heartstopper
(ALL FLUFF!!)
Nick Nelson
Charlie Spring
Tara Olsson
Darcy Jones
Tao Xu
Elle Argent
Tori Spring
Ben Hope
Harry Greene
Imogen Heany
The Black Phone
Vance Hopper
Robin Arellano
Finney Blake
Gwendelyn Blake
Billy
Griffin | platonic
Donna
Bruce
The Promised Netherland
Isabella
Norman
Emma
Ray
Don
Gilda
Phil | platonic
Conny | platonic
Krone
✴I cannot see your request(s) immediately so please do not expect me to finish as fast as you want
✴I will not answer any personal questions
✴I don't do Vore, Racism, Pedophilia, or anything like that.
✴ Character Limit is 4
✴ I can do your own characters as long as you give me information about them and examples.
#Ii#the black phone#stranger things#heartstopper#smut#fanfiction#tpn#the promised neverland#introduction#introductory post
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I need fanfic ideas
Smut, angst, fluff
Will right for
STRANGER THINGS
Eddie
Steve
001/Peter/Henry
Nancy
Robin
Jonathan
Hopper
Joyce
Elle (sfw only!)
Mike (sfw only!)
Will (sfw only!)
Lucas (sfw only!)
Dustin (sfw only!)
Steddie
MARVEL
bucky
Loki
Steve
Tony
Thor
Bruce
Natasha
Peter
Wanda
CELEBS
Sebastian stan (and characters)
Chris Evans (and characters)
Miles Teller (and characters)
Conan gray
Joesph Quinn (and characters)
Jamie Campbell bower (and characters)
Tom holland (and characters)
Mathew gray gubler (and spencer)
WEDNESDAY
wednesday
Enid
Xavier
Ajax
Kent
#miles teller#bradley bradshaw x y/n#joseph quinn#eddie munson#sebastian stan#robin buckley#marvel#chris evans#steve rodgers#stranger things#wednesday#celebs
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ok but just think about mike and elle (with their 21 year old daughter) sitting in the movie theater waiting to see the force awakens and elle seeing a female Jedi (with her powers) and her and mike looking at each other in tears and their daughter whispering over to them “you are both the biggest dorks I know”
#stranger things#mileven#mileven fluff#stranger things trash#mileven trash#eleven#mike wheeler#jane hopper#jane ives#elle hopper#el hopper#el wheeler#mileven baby#what if they named their daughter promise#oh my god thats cute#star wars#crossover#this is canon#i hope
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Hey, Hi, Hello! Uhm, so...2k?!
I really don’t know what to say anymore, I never expected to reach a thousand of you, let alone two thousand, so I’m just mind-blown. I am thankful for every single one of you, whether you religiously follow my content or not, you’ve followed me from the beginning or are just joining me, or if you mindlessly followed me, but enjoy the content I put out so you just keep following. it doesn’t matter how or when you found me, I’m just glad you did!
Therefore, as a little thank you celebration, I’m going to be hosting a small writing challenge with a bit of a twist! Instead of giving you a basic list of prompts for you to choose from, I’m going to post a prompt a day for you to write a piece with, & I’ll be following along with you!
☆ Info ☆
+ this will be a writing challenge, just formatted a bit differently than others.
+ you do not need to be following me to partake, but it would be greatly appreciated!
+ every day for a week, I will post 2 trope/au promts & 2 dialogue prompts that have been chosen at random. your job is to chose 1 trope/au & 1 dialogue to write a piece with.
➳ if you’d like to try to incorporate all the prompts, you are more than welcome to! all i’m requiring, however, is 1 of each.
+ once all of the prompts are posted, you will have three weeks to write the seven fics.
+ can be any genre for any of the following fandoms - harry potter, criminal minds, marvel, & stranger things (list of characters I typically read for included below!)
+ all fics - including the ones I write for it - will be put into a masterlist & tagged in my navigation along with the tag #theweasleyslut’s 2k writing challenge
☆ Rules ☆
+ choose at least 1 trope/au prompt & 1 dialogue prompt for each day
+ ideally, you will have 7 fics at the end of the challenge
+ all written pieces will be new using the prompts given
+ no combining prompts from different days!
+ can be any genre (fluff, smut, angst) - just include appropriate warnings!
+ minimum of 650 words please (if not, no worries - i just really like reading longer fics!)
+ tag me & use #theweasleyslut’s 2k writing challenge
+ deadline of july 11th 2021
☆ How to Partake ☆
+ send me an ask saying that you’d like to take part & include the blog name on which the fics will be posted!
➳ I will be accepting entry to the challenge from now until the last prompt is posted (sunday june 20th 2021)
➳ once I receive your ask, I will add your username to a taglist which I will tag on each of the prompt reveals, as well as on the masterlist
☆ Fandoms & Characters ☆
most read ones will be bolded - does not necessarily mean I prefer them, but more that it’s easier to find content for them
+ harry potter
➳ fred weasley, george weasley, bill weasley, charlie weasley, ron weasley, ginny weasley, harry potter, hermione granger, oliver wood, cedric diggory, draco malfoy, sirius black, remus lupin, james potter, lucius malfoy, narcissa malfoy, regulus black, blaise zabini, & tom riddle
+ criminal minds
➳ spencer reid, aaron hotchner, derek morgan, emily prentiss, jj, penelope garcia, david rossi, jason gideon, & elle greenaway
+ marvel
➳ bucky barnes, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, peter parker, peter quill, scott lang, tony stark, clint barton, t’challa, wade wilson (deadpool), wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, sam wilson, thor odinson, & loki laufeyson/odinson
+ stranger things
➳ steve harrington, nancy wheeler, jonathon byers, jim hopper, joyce byers, robin buckley, eleven, max
#theweasleyslut's 2k writing challenge#writing challenge#harry potter#criminal minds#marvel#mcu#stranger things
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Expecting
Steve Harrington x Hopper!Reader
Just a short little fluff piece which came to mind and I had to write a little something for it. Have something you would like to see me attempt? My ask box is open 😊
Summary: Hopper!Reader is pregnant and Steve starts to have doubts about his ability to be a great dad.
Word Count: 685
Warnings: None, fluffy, fluff, fluff, fluff
Steve’s hand was clasped around your own, squeezing hard as you both continued to look at the blank screen which had now turned black. Your belly still cool from where the gel had been wiped off.
Steve had not let your hand go since you had hopped up on the bed, and the screen had been switched on.
“Can you believe it?” you whispered, looking towards your husband who was seemingly still captivated despite there no longer being an image on the screen, his eyes transfixed.
“Steve,” you said, a little louder this time.
“Yeah,” he said, shaking his head and bending down to press a kiss to your forehead. His hand was still gripping yours, tighter and tighter.
“Steve, you're starting to cut off my circulation.”
“Sorry,” he loosened his grip and you reached up, pushing his hair away from his forehead, in vain as it flopped down again almost instantly. He always gave this small smile when he was nervous. A reassuring one that never quite reached his eyes.
Your hand moved to the side of his face, and he leant into your touch, seeking comfort.
“What’s going on in there?” you asked, concerned about how at times Steve would hold things inside. Not because he wasn’t a sharer, cause God knows he was, but because he didn’t want to burden others with his concerns and doubts.
“It’s really happening. I’m going to be a dad, a real one, I guess I’m worried.”
“Oh please Steve if anything you're the mom,” you chuckled, thinking back to how the kids would follow Steve around how he had become a mom of six over the course of a weekend, and you in turn had gained a sister. You were sure that that was the start of things. Seeing him looking after his makeshift family, had made you think about Steve in a very different way to just the popular boy that your dad told you to stay away from.
You had never been one for listening to your dad and Elle had followed in your footsteps with Mike.
“Very funny," he says with a roll of his eyes and you pushed yourself up on the bed, taking his hands in your own, forcing him to look at you.
“You are going to do fine, we are both going to be fine.” Steve shook his head, turning away.
“I know how to keep a group of middle schoolers in line sure, but-”
“Hey,” your thumbs ran over his knuckles stopping him before he could continue,“through all that shit that happened in Hawkins, you kept those kids safe. You kept me and my sister safe. You helped us to get our dad back. I can't think of a better dad for this little one to have."
You placed his hand gently on your swollen belly, feeling the warmth of his hand through your shirt. Warming the coolness that the medical gel had left.
“You’re not your dad Steve,” you reassured him. Steve had only mentioned his father in passing, and you had met him briefly at the wedding but there was a history there that Steve had never gone into.
He gave you a small smile as his hand moved slowly, as you felt a kick and his hand moved up with the motion.
"Looks like someone has woken up,” you groaned.
"She's going to be an athlete like her dad with those kicks."
You winced as another kick is delivered, shifting on the bed to try and get comfortable while the little Miss performed her morning acrobatics.
"We should go show these to Hopper and Elle," Steve suggests holding up the blurry scans from the envelope next to you.
"Like you can even tell it's a baby," you say tilting your head to the side as you try to determine whether that really a foot like the sonographer said or just a smudge.
You held out your hand to Steve, his hand slipping around your waist as he helps you off the bed. You sighed as your feet touched the floor and you started to gather the scans back into the envelope.
"Are you sure you’re not just going to get tips from my dad on how to keep boys away from the house?"
"Well if you are going to learn, you might as well learn from the best."
“I don’t know he didn’t manage to keep you away.”
Steve put his arm around you shoulder pulling you into him, “Babe, nothing could keep me away.”
#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington#stranger things imagine#steve harrington x hopper!reader#st3 spoilers
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mama
jim hopper x reader
requested:
Could I request a Jim Hopper x reader where they're making a meal for themselves and Jane but while she's not home so maybe a lot of cutesy (or some hotness) haha
Can I request a Jim Hopper x reader where the reader is from Hawkins and she comes back after having previously moved away. One day reader’s walking the town just getting used to it again and she gets mildly harassed (nothing sexual) just a dude who won’t leave her alone, and Jim’s driving by and he stops (b/c he’s chief obvs). He deals with the situation and reader recognizes him and remembers when she had a crush on him in high school and realizes she still very much loves him. FLUFF basically
word count: 2063
warnings: cuteness, my own twist, spoilers (duh, watch all nine episodes before you read, kiddos!)
a/n: okay so this was a double request! i decided to take out two requests in one go and I’m pretty cool with how this turned out. side note to everyone else who is waiting; ive been sick! with the flu! so its been taking longer since I need rest and I have to catch up on work. yall understand. anyways, hope you like it!
November, Hawkins, Indiana, 1984
The bench was cold underneath your jeans as you scribbled in your notebook, trying to find all the details of what exactly had changed in your hometown since you’ve been gone.
You left after high school to attend college in New York and since being back, things haven’t changed. That was a lie. A lot had changed. But nothing people could explicitly see with a passing eye.
Small details. Stop signs were changed. They were a brighter red now. Store names had improved logos, some shops had moved locations, there were new employees, new people and the high school got new bleachers, also changing their location.
You sighed and noticed the bar across the street.
Checking your watch, it was noon and you decided you could go for something to eat. Getting up, you walked to the other side of the street, stopping before you could head in making sure you had your wallet and money inside.
That’s when you heard honking.
“Hey, beautiful!”
A voice shouted after you. You turned around to see a car that had just parked outside the bar and a man, about twenty five, probably, climbing out of it. You rolled your eyes, though subtly. You weren’t big on confrontation with strangers.
“Yes?” You questioned, trying to sound annoyed. The man feigned hurt and put his hands up with a mock frown on his face after shutting his car door. “Hey, hey, hey, why the attitude? No need for that, I’m just trying to get to know you. How come I’ve never seen you before?” He asked, a toothpick you noticed, hanging out of his smirk-ridden mouth. You nearly glared.
“I just moved back into town. I went to high school here and the reason you don’t know who I am is because, well, how old are you? Twenty six?” You asked, putting your wallet back into your back, your face scrunched up, eyes squinting and lips pressed into a line.
“Twenty eight, baby.” He smiled and pressed an arm next to your head on the concrete outside the bar wall. You did roll your eyes obviously this time. “Right, well, the reason you’ve never seen me is because I was turning ten when you were coming out of your, probably now severely disappointed mother's vagina, now if you’ll excuse me, I’m here to get some food and leave so please, leave me alone.” You ranted and his smirk dropped, but not before his hand did.
His other arm came up and entrapped you, pressed against the wall. You frantically looked around. The streets had barely any foot traffic.
“I said, there’s no need for attitude.” The man said, threatening your personal space. Who were you kidding? He threatened your personal space when he parked ten feet in front of you.
“Get away from me.” You tried.
“Yeah?” He taunted. “Now, why would I do that?” He asked with an ugly grin on his face.
You barely heard the door chime and a hand landed on the man’s shoulder. “Because the Sheriff’s here, now you heard her. Back away and go on with your day unless you want a VIP trip to the station.” A second man’s deep voice sounded behind him. The man backed away, looking at. . . Jim Hopper with a look that screamed, ‘her loss’, before climbing back into his car and driving away.
You sighed in relief.
“Jim? Is that really you?” You inspected the man’s face more and you nodded. It was.
He took off his hat and smiled at the ground. “Yes it is, Y/N.”
You felt your heart flutter and you moved your hair behind your ear. “Feels like high school running into you.” You said meekly and felt like hitting yourself for making such an awkward comment. He nearly blushed but he settled for a chuckle. “Yeah, it sort of does, doesn’t it?” He paused. “Speaking of which, why are you back in town?” He asked.
“Missed home.” You shrugged and he nodded, looking around. “Do you have a place to stay? I can drive you home. Sorry about Joe he’s kind of the local perv now.” He apologized and you laughed. “Well, now I know who to look out for.” You smiled. “And about the place to stay. . .’
Two knocks, then one, then three. The secret code.
You smiled, wiped off your hands on your apron and opened the door. It was Hopper. You smiled and let him in.
“Now, what in the world smells so good?” He asked, stepping into the cabin, wrapping his arms around you. “Just something for dinner for you and Jane. Or Elle. I’m not quite sure what she’s comfortable with now.” You added while Hopper was kissing his way down your neck and frankly, you were only paying attention with half a brain.
It had been six months since you moved in. Six months since last November and you were well aware of the whole Upside Down situation. It comforted you knowing the whole group was looking out for you, seeing as you were the newest.
But the hardest part of it all was moving in with Hopper and Eleven. Or Jane.
You loved her. She was beautiful and smart and had amazing powers with unbelievable potential. But you were unsure on where you stood with her. You were aware of all that had happened to her real mom and you prayed that she would even accept you in a similar light.
“That is so sweet of you. And good timing. There’s a surprise tonight.” You raised your eyebrows, smirked and pressed a chaste kiss to your boyfriend’s lips before turning away and clasping your hands together. “Okay, now, I am making food so you either can help or you can get out of the kitchen.” You walked back to the kitchen where ingredients were spread across the counter that was the cleanest Hopper had ever seen it.
He gave you a look and you couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.
“Okay. . . What are you making?” He smiled, mulling over what you had out. “Three cheese chicken pasta dish. It was originally beef but I was very skeptical on how that would come out. Now I have all the ingredients all I really need you to do is make the pasta in a boiling saucepan of water and I’ll cook the chicken and we can prepare the sauce and I’ll handle the rest. Actually,” You turned and rested your back on the edge of the sink. “While you prepare the pasta, I’ll make the table nice.” You tapped your finger to your lip and stared almost mindlessly at the kitchen table.
“Can I ask why you’re doing all this?” He asked, though careful not to sound rude.
“I just want to make a good impression on Jane. She’s your daughter now. In a way, she always has been. And I know how much that means to you- to both of you. And I wanted to do one thing special for her.” You explained and he smiled. “Besides, I realized I haven’t done anything for you since you let me move in.” You gave him a sad smile before he waved you off and wrapped you in his arms.
“Ah, that’s nonsense. You know I’ve loved you since Junior year. It really only felt like a little bit of a chore.” He teased and you smacked his chest. “Hey!” You giggled. “Only kidding, dear.” He smiled and leaned in, pressing his lips to yours.
Knock knock, knock, knock knock knock.
The sound burst through the barely quiet room and Hopper stopped in his tracks from pulling out the pasta. You both looked at each other.
“It’s Eleven, Mike and Dustin here to drop her off.” You heard a voice from outside and you checked the time. It was eight.
You walked over to the door and opened it, smiling at the two boys and young girl. Elle’s face brightened at the sight of you and ran in to hug you. You hugged her back and turned your attention on the boys. “Thank you so much for making sure she got here safe.” You waved as they left and shouted, “No problem, Ms. Y/L/N!”
Elle made her way to the kitchen and saw the table set up and the dish set in the middle.
“What’s this?” She asked and you smiled at her.
“Dinner.”
Everyone had eaten and you were watching Jane finish with Hopper’s hand resting on your knee. “Was it good?” You asked Elle and she nodded. “Good. I made it for you. I hoped you would.” You smiled and Hopper had barely even noticed Eleven’s reply. “Jane.” He said, turning his attention to his daughter. “Remember what we talked about?” He asked and it took her a second, but a light bulb went off in her head and her face brightened ten times over.
“Good.” Hopper said as he rose from the table and disappeared into his room.
“He’ll be back.” She explained.
You fidgeted nervously, not knowing what this was about but you did know you had alone time with Jane and wanted to get something off of your chest. “Jane?” You asked and her attention turned towards you.
“Yes?” She asked. “I want you to know, I did this to make sure you like me. I know that seems weird. But I really love your dad, Hopper. I really do. And well, in turn, I love you too. I want you to know I’m not trying to be your mom, your mama, I could never replace her. Ever. And I want you to know I’m not trying to. But I do hope I can help you learn and grow in any way I can. I really hope you understand.” You ranted and it felt like a weight had been lifted. You really wanted to get all of that off your shoulders and when you looked up from fidgeting hands, you saw her smiling at you, tears brimming.
You smiled too and couldn’t help but get up and hug her, in which she returned the gesture.
“I love you too.” She whispered and you nearly sobbed.
The sound of footsteps entering the room again made you separate and you looked up to Hopper, who was making his way back to sit down.
He looked between you two, saw your crying faces and smiled. “I think it’s time for dessert. Y/N, can you get it for us?” He asked and you nodded quickly. “Of course.”
You got up and turned around, making your way to the fridge, where it was cooling. You had made a plate of Eggos, bananas, and Nutella, knowing Elle would love the combination of flavors.
When you shut the refrigerator door you nearly screamed.
Hopper was kneeling on one knee and Eleven was standing at his side, one arm on his shoulder.”Y/N?” He began and you felt your eyes well up again. Setting aside the dessert, you covered your mouth.
“In these many months, you have been such an amazing person to have in our lives and it’s a wonder you haven’t run away.” He laughed and pulled out a box. “And really, I never thought I’d do this again. Then again, I never thought I’d have a daughter again.” Hopped turned to Elle and you swore you saw a tear. “But, it happened. And now I want her to have a proper mother. Jane and I have talked it over, and she would be more than happy for you to fill that role. I care so much about you. Always have. And in the past six months, it’s made me realize how big of an idiot I was to let you go years ago. I love you, and I don’t plan on making that mistake again.” He ranted.
Pulling open the box, a ring with two intertwined diamonds were inside. “Will you marry me?” He asked and you nodded, running to hug him. “Yes.” You cried, muffled into his shoulder and you felt Jane’s arms wrap around you.
It was barely quiet for a moment when you heard her whisper. “Mama.”
hope you enjoyed!
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#jim hopper#hopper#jim hopper x reader#hopper x reader#stranger things#stranger things imagines#fanfiction#fanfic#fandom imagines#st imagines
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Mileven post-S2 fanfiction recommendation list: PART V
For past rec lists please see instalments I, II, III, and IV. If your fanfic isn’t featured, apologies. Message me and we’ll amend that grievance in the next rec list instalment.
* marks the ongoing stories.
canon:
for laughs, for luck, for the unknown by ArtemisRae: “Mike goes away to college. El goes with him. Within a year she gains a new set of grandparents, a pet, a job, and enforces party rules.”
+ its sequel the monkey in the wrench by ArtemisRae: “Mike ends up in the hospital, El has to face her insecurities, and they turn the corner with Mike’s parents.” [ArtemisRae’s works are so beautiful, I can’t breathe.]
a wonderful awful idea by ArtemisRae: “Mike wants to recapture the Christmas magic of his childhood, but mostly he accidentally makes his girlfriend cry.”
the last picture show by ArtemisRae: “Hopper catches Mike and El at the local drive in after being led to think that they were at the Hawk with their friends.”
six weeks* by bananannabeth: “There are six weeks between the night El comes home and the night of the Snow Ball, which leaves not a lot of time to deal with a whole lot of shit. Somehow, she and Mike ride it out.”
can’t argue with that by bananannabeth: “Karen is well aware of how stubborn her only son can be, but as much as he tries to pretend he has to do everything on his own, Mike isn’t alone anymore. So if he’s insisting on running to El’s rescue at the cabin in the middle of the woods at two in the morning, you can bet his mom is not letting him go alone.”
+ its prequel with background Mileven: alone by bananannabeth: “Karen left Joyce alone when she so obviously needed support, and now she’s trying to make amends. Casserole and coffee seems as good a place as any to start.” God, I love bananannabeth’s You Can Talk To Me (aka. Karen Wheeler is a Good Mom™) series so, so much.
just another sleepy sunday by suchastart: “Game night, a few years into the future.”
promises by blacktreeswhitesky: “For Jane Ives, it’s always been like this. She was always searching for something, for someone.” [I’M NOT CRYING. YOU ARE CRYING.]
how we sleep by zombiecupcake: “The gate is closed, and the gang finds themselves getting the much deserved rest they all needed.”
love you like that* by ohanae: “Snippets out of Mike and El’s life after she closed the gate to the Upside Down. They learn things together, go to school together, grow up together.”
operation christmas for el* by Booklover1217: “When the party discovers that El has never experienced a Christmas before they are horrified. That is until Mike comes up with the plan to give El the most amazing first Christmas imaginable and so Operation Christmas for El is born. The next days that follow are filled with gingerbread, mistletoe, snow, and the magic of Christmas which just may change El’s life forever.”
home by lesbeatlesbunch: “Mike gets his license.”
pretty by hma1313: “Sometimes he thinks he sees her standing at the end of the street in that ratty dress of his sister’s, the fabric torn and stained, but he’ll blink and then she’s gone and he’s half convinced he imagined it all.”
scrap my knees, whatever; i’m gonna let them bleed by ceruleanstorm: “How many compliments can Mike and El yell at each other over a card game?”
close the door by g00denough: “Because we are just waiting for when someone walks in on El and Mike kissing.”
things you said* by Brown Eyes Parker: “a collection of one-shots revolving around Mike & Eleven and things they say to each other.”
+ its sort of sequel, sort of outtakes things you said, alternate stories* by Brown Eyes Parker: “Original and alternate or continuations of stories in my “things you said” series.”
heartbeats in the quiet by screamingintosilence: “It was usually just a cold, but this felt like the flu.”
perfect summer day by AR357: “It was a sunny summer day in 1984. Mike had been looking forward to this day for a while. With each breath of crisp summer air, he felt more and more invigorated. With each hill he crested, he felt his heart thumping away. But then again, maybe he was just thinking about what the day’s events would hold.”
flutterby, butterfly* by foreverinthe_eighties: “What would happen if, years after the events that took place in 1984, Kali seeks Eleven out herself. And gives her the opportunity to change her mind.”
the name game by Strange_Archivist: “El and Mike have their first real fight, and it’s a doozy.”
eleven things* by Socalledfriend: “Eleven returns, but things don’t just go back to the way they were. It’s not clear how she managed to get home, and meanwhile Will’s sickness is only getting worse. Some things never change though, and while she’s back, Mike manages to teach her at least eleven things about the outside world.”
raspberry breeze by urdearestmom: “Sometimes she stays up with him, and she calls him ridiculous. How don't you fall over when you get up in the morning? She asks. Pfft, I don’t need sleep! Who do you think I am? He says, but then he smiles and her heart melts, she's never been able to be angry at this boy for more than a few minutes.”
promises* by Vontar: “Sometimes, it’s the little things in life that matter. Scenes of life from Eleven and Mike, as they face the future together.”
stranger things holiday extravaganza* by Commernator: “Mike, Hopper, and the rest of the party help Eleven experience holidays for the first time.”
alternative universe:
the boy with freckles like constellations in the night sky* by got credits (Poly_Grumps): “It had been a quiet night in the town of Hawkins Indiana when Will Byers disappeared seemingly out of thin air. Jane Ellie Ives could still recall her last moments with him, the last words she had spoken with him before she watched him bike off into the night. It had started like any other day in fact, with the curly-haired girl and her gang of friends all sitting around in her basement gathered around a rather intense game of dungeons and dragons!” Reverse AU. [guys, guys, guys. I’m screaming. It’s so good.]
(all i wanna be is) somebody to you* by sinclairsmax: “Elle Hopper never thought that she’d win American Idol. Then again, she also never thought Mike Wheeler would fall in love with her. Behind the cameras, everything is turned upside down.” YouTube AU. [this is everything I didn’t know I wanted.]
we could be heroes* by ValBirch: “A series of connected vignettes about our favourite characters—but with superpowers.” Superhuman AU. I repeat, SUPERHUMAN AU. [Plus, the author has a whole set of moodboards/aesthetics for characters and I’m dying.]
the artist & the dancer* by JavaCat26: “Her warm honey-brown eyes were fixated on him. Emotion washed over him like warm bath water. He wouldn’t let her down. Ever. He took a deep breath, steadied his hand, and pressed his pencil to the canvas. “I can do this…”” College AU.
upside down and back again* by Crataeis: “When a new threat begins to emerge from the ashes of the Upside Down, an unlikely group of four of our six main protagonists band together to try and stop it.” Alternative Reality? Time Travel AU? I can’t quite tell, but although this fic is in its early stages, it’s really good and worth a look.
a rose by any other name by serendipitous_rambles: “The Montague and Capulet high schools never got along. There was bitter rivalry between the two schools, nothing good could come from associating with each other. But what happens when two fall in love?” Romeo & Juliet-style High-School AU.
+ bonus: wherein The Party is featured prominently…again:
in a dream where the air is soft by a simple space nerd: “El has hair slicked back behind her ears, darkly ringed eyes, and somewhat bedraggled clothes, and Max would normally steer clear of people looking like her, but she’s heard so much about El, and God, why is this group of friends so unlike everyone else Max has ever met? Max never used to care about what random people thought of her. “Curse you, stalker,” she mutters half-heartedly.” [I love Mike and Max in this one. This has to be my favourite interpretation of both characters, hands down. This fic is so in tune with characterisation, it can be considered canon.]
more than one best friend by topangamatthews: “El’s first best friend is Mike, but he’s not her last.”
after the gate closed* by insomniacwriter17: “Just one shots about all the little head canons I have.”
el’s word book* by Noth_lit_9: “El is frustrated that her vocabulary lags behind those of her friends, so Hopper wants to provide her with a way to see her growth.”
it’s okay to not be okay by talesfromthesnogbox: “Jim Hopper knew it was a real emergency when he was woken in the night by a phone call from his son-in-law Mike from the hospital. All was not well, but Jim reminds Mike that sometimes it’s okay to not be okay.”
teenage girls by EvieSmallwood: “El & Max hang out at the arcade. They talk about the present and the future.”
a is for alphabet* by urdearestmom: “Each chapter is a letter of the alphabet, lots of fluff and laughs ensue.”
so i could kill them for you by valancysnaith: “Max deserves so much better. The party is there for her.”
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okay, so I had a lot more, but my Cloud messed the fuck up and deleted half of the bookmarks I made. now, I gotta go and track down the fics I lost…
UPDATE: part VI is out.
#mileven#mileven fanfiction#mileven fanfiction recommendation list#mileven fanfiction recommendation#character: mike wheeler#character: eleven#pairing: mike x eleven#tv: stranger things#fanfiction recommendations#in this tag resides fanfiction#♔: victrix#*
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Curbside
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2OX07Lj
by lavenderlow
There's something about those big, scared eyes and curly hair that makes her want to smile.
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In the summer of 1985, before Freshman year, Max knows there's something wrong with the way that her and Elle never talk. After Mike and Elle break up, it's the final push she needs to finally try to become friends with the still-stranger. Something about her, though? She can't just be her friend. She's head over heels in love.
Words: 2263, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage
Categories: F/F
Relationships: Eleven | Jane Hopper/Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler
Additional Tags: Billy Hargrove Being an Asshole, mlm/wlw solidarity, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Racism, Period-Typical Sexism, Elle being independent, Max being...Max, Lots of fluff!, Slow Burn, will add more tags
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2OX07Lj
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Paring: Jim Hopper/Reader
Tags: female reader, reader is a teacher, visiting Santa Claus, Christmas fluff, The Grinch.
Summary: You, a teacher at Hawkins Elementary, need a Santa Claus to come read to the kids. Chief Hopper steps in.
Word Count: 2,027
Current Date: 2017-12-23
It didn't hurt that you already knew the guy, and on the odd occasion when you passed on the street, he'd say hey, _________, rather than just a nod, or tip of his hat. Well, everyone knew Chief Jim Hopper, he was the chief, and everyone loved him. But what did hurt was the fact that he was the only guy you could turn to for this kind of help. Being a single woman living in Hawkins didn’t mean you had a wide choice anyway, and besides, it was only for five hours, and the other officers at the station could handle their own for that long. His secretary already signed him up for it as soon as you asked, and now, you're nervous. All because the other man who was going to play the part for your class came down with the flu.
And you needed it, because your class of first graders were still in their believing phase, and this time of year you didn't want to answer to thirty sets of parents upset their kid didn't get to meet him.
You barely looked at Chief Hopper when he came to your end of the staff room; all you did was hand him the bundle of clothes, and point him in the direction of where to change. You made sure that the other teachers kept the kids away from the area as to not suspect a thing. It had to be airtight.
“Are you in the suit yet?” You ask, knocking on the bathroom stall. You stand in the restroom, arms crossed. It’s the male staff toilet, and like the children’s toilets, it has its fair share of tile graffiti, and smells faintly of sock sweat. You remind yourself that it’s all for the kids. Sucking up your pride, you knock once more. “Does it fit?”
The stall door opens. Chief Hopper does fit in the suit, which is good, considering you didn't have a backup plan otherwise. The pants are a little tight around his legs, and the red coat is loose around the midsection. He wears the same boots he came in wearing, big and black.
“It's...red.” He says, looking in the bathroom mirror, and then back to you. He notices a bag where a bundle of fake facial hair and padding is, and adds, wiping a hand over his chin, “isn't this scruff enough for the kids?”
You shake your head. “They're six years old, Chief…it’s just how he looks.” You fish in the bag, grabbing the padding. It's from the Hawkins Community Theatre props, used for the annual nativity play to make the actress for Mary look the part. You move to the Chief, and pulling up Santa shirt, tie it on. “How's that?”
He looks a little like Santa.
He harrumphs. “What did Flo get me into?” He complains, but instead of taking the outfit off, throwing down his hat and going back to police work, he sighs, and starts to apply the fake beard to his face. “…so, _________,” he starts to say, one part of the beard falling as he spoke, “What happened to the regular guy who does this?”
You shake your head. “He came down with the flu.” He makes a noise, and before the next part to the fake beard droops off, you still it, catching it before it can fall. “Here, let me. When I was a kid, I used to watch the mall Santa’s getting ready in the parking lot.” You roll a little more adhesive to the facial hair, and press lightly against his cheek to stick it on. “Thanks again for coming, Chief, I don’t know what I would have done…” you sigh, and rubbing your nose with the back of your wrist, you add, “It’s a Christmas miracle.”
He makes a noise. “Miracle my ass,” he mutters. You start to work on the other side of the beard, and by the time it’s stuck on, he’s shoved the white wig on, and the hat too. “There.”
Now he looks like Santa.
“Okay, great,” you beam, dusting your hands off on your skirt, “So, you wait in the library, and I’ll bring my kids in, and together we will read them the book. Don’t break character, don’t do anything that Santa Claus wouldn’t do.” You tell him. “Okay, so, the library is down the hall…”
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By the time your class are in the library, Jim Hopper is already finding the suit to be hot. A little itchy. He isn’t sure how many other people have worn the outfit, and doesn’t want to know. But what he does know, upon seeing your class of twenty-something six-year-old children, is that he is nervous. He has thirteen-year-old Elle at home, and was a parent beforehand, so he isn’t afraid of the kids. Maybe it’s the costume. He looks like a fat man twice his age, and yet, as awkward as he feels, the kids look to him in awe.
“Grade one, I have a special guest for you,” you tell your class, setting them onto the floor. “Santa Claus is here to read with me the story today. Everyone, say hello to Santa!” you say.
A mismatched chorus of go-ood mo-orning san-ta claa-us is vocalised, and every bit the part, Jim waved to the kids. “Good morning, girls and boys!”
You take a book from the shelf, and seat yourself beside him. “The story Santa and I are going to read to you if How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr Seuss. I need you to listen well, because it’s very special that Santa could come all the way from the North Pole so close to Christmas to read with us today.” She iterates, looking to him.
“Thank you for having me, first grade!” he says, every bit the part he’d imagine Santa Claus to sound like. “Now, let’s begin the story!”
“Every Who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot,” you began to read, holding the book as so the class could see the pictures, “But the Grinch, who lived just north of Who-ville did not!” Your voice went up and down with the rhymes, the poetry of the writing, and he listened intently just like the kids on the mat. “The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.”
Jim really doesn’t like Christmas. If Flo hadn’t said it was for _________’s class, he’d never have come. As a kid, he’d never really liked Santa Claus. Maybe it was because the kids down the street got a bike from Santa, when all he got a new pair of sneakers for school. He’d never read the book, so he listens on, curious to hear about the creature called the Grinch who is set on taking away the festivities from the Whos of Who-ville.
The rest of the half hour goes fast. He reads some parts of the book out, making sure to keep his voice just like Santa Claus, and when Mildred wet her pants, and began to cry, he took over reading for _________ and let her sort it out. When they come back, he gives all the kids a small candy cane, and listens as _________ reads the last part of the book.
“‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ‘doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas … perhaps … means a little bit more!” you read to the class. At that, one child blinks, and another smiles at him. Then Jim realises it’s his turn to read, and you add, “Santa?”
He nods, and keeps reading, and turning to the last page, he says… “and he, he himself, The Grinch carved the roast beast.”
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The fact that Chief Hopper left his hat behind at Hawkins Elementary isn’t the only reason you’re swinging by to the station after all your students have gone home. Maybe the reason that you were so stressed about the whole ordeal and having to ask the Chief wasn’t because you were being a pedantic teacher wanting to continue a tradition you’d held since taking post at your job. You weren’t sure, but nonetheless, come four thirty, and your classroom is tidy for tomorrow, and you’re walking in to the Hawkins police station with his hat in hand.
When you enter, Florence is on the phone, and waves you through. Callahan is talking to Mr. Saunders, a farmer, and Powell has an open police file on his desk, and a map. You don’t say a word to them, and sneak past to where you know the Chief’s office is.
Knocking on the door, you poke your head in.
He sits behind his desk, a smouldering cigarette jabbed into the dish by his typewriter. The open window pushes the curtains toward you in the doorway, reaching for you, almost. His eyebrows go from furrowed from a frown to releasing the lines on his forehead, accompanied by a smile.
“Found it in the staff room.” You hold it out to him, going to sit in the chair opposite.
He takes the hat, and places it on the desk before him, on top of a file you can’t read. “Thanks, _________,” he says, “You didn’t have to come all the way –,”
You shrug. “I live nearby, it’s not a problem.” You brush off. “The kids were really glad you came in today. I was talking to Eleanor Gillespie, when she came to pick up Debbie, and she said her daughter really enjoyed it.” You tell him. “Thanks for doing me a solid, Chief.”
He smiles at that. “Please, call me Jim,” he insists. “And it was nothing, really. Just helping out the local community.”
You nod. “Okay, thank you, Jim,” you say, going to stand, “Sorry, I’ve got to go, I’ve got a lot of marking to get done before the holidays…” you gather yourself, but before you can get to the door, you turn, and say, “Thanks once again, for helping out. Happy holidays.”
The walk out is as illustrious as the one in. Powell has moved the map he was looking at onto the pin board, where he’s taped string between points to look like a spider’s web. Callahan still talks to Mr. Saunders. Florence has hung up on the phone, and carries two mugs of coffee, despite the late hour in the afternoon.
“Merry Christmas, dear,” she says to you. You nod, and continue to your car, a second-hand 1970 Camaro with a ding on the passenger door.
But just as you get to the parking lot, you hear a bang, and turn around. Running out the door is Chief Jim Hopper, his face looking red after removing the fake beard, and the impromptu exercise. You sway where you stand, unsure what is going on. He comes to you, and says,
“I know you’re probably busy, or have plans, but…if you’re free tonight, Elle and I are watching It’s A Wonderful Life and eating frozen waffles,” he blurts out in between breathes, “I mean, as a way to say thank you for everything –,”
You frown. “I didn’t –,”
He wipes a hand over his face. “I’m a jerk at the best of times, I know, just…” He looks to the concrete under his black boots, and then to you. “I just want to do something nice for you.”
You cross your arms. “Is this movie and waffles a date, or…?”
His face, if possible, turns even redder. “I – uh, um, not if you –,”
You chuckle, “I’ll be around at six.” At this moment, you feel a wash of bravery come over you, and in broad daylight, in the middle of the Hawkins police station carpark, you peck him on the cheap. “See you then, Jim.”
As your back is turned to unlock your car, you can’t see the look Jim Hopper has on his face. Elle would say it looks like he needs the toilet. His ex-wife would say he was having a heart attack. But no, none of those things were happening to him. Because right then, Jim Hopper, felt his heart grow three sizes. Just like The Grinch.
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