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winnybee07 · 1 year
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You can't spell america without erica~✨
Appreciation post for erica <33
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kayray-art · 2 years
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// implied stranger things vol 2 spoilers
the last episode wrecked me
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Winter in Hawkins has been brutal this year, snow was falling heavy, there was not a single soul who should be out in these conditions, which is why when Steve hears a knock  on his front door he’s confused and also a tad panicked. A number of horrible thoughts plague his head as he rushes to open the door.
Swinging the door open the young man takes a shocked step back, “Erica??” 
“Yeah it’s me dipshit, now can I come in or what? People are going to be pretty upset to find an incredibly wholesome child frozen on the Harrington front steps.”
Gathering his senses after a moment, Steve quickly ushers one of his adopted kids into the house. Taking her jacket and stowing her boots with the other shoes, he also grabs a blanket from the storage bench, and leads Erica to the living room. “You know we have to talk about this Sinclair right? What the hell were you doing out in a storm like this? Do your folks know where you are? Also why the hell are you here?” The questions just kept coming pouring out of a very protective and concerned Steve.
Erica avoids eye contact with him and stares out the floor, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. It is a look that makes Steve’s stomach twist. Baby Sinclair was always so confident and sure of herself, there was something clearly bothering her. He finally stops verbally vomiting questions and just waits for her to start talking.
“My parents got stuck in the city due to the weather, and Lucas is bunking with the other dorks who are doing a new campaign that Dustin came up with, they didn’t even invite me to play which is bullshit by the way, I’m the most  strategic player they know. And and I didn’t want to be alone Steve, this was the only place I could think of going to.” She finished her story  going quiet and her eyes started glistening with unshed tears.
“Hey hey it’s okay. Listen Erica first off those little shits suck for not including you and they should know better, secondly I hate being alone too, stresses me the hell out and if you hadn’t shown up tonight I definitely would be hating life right now.” Erica nods slowly, grateful she made the decision to bike here. 
Steve gets a little more information about the situation and decides to make a couple of calls as Erica gets changed into warmer clothes. He’s steeping two mugs of tea while talking to Mrs. Sinclair after he got the number to their hotel room. Steve assures the mom that Erica is safe and very welcome to spend the night. Even fibs saying he picked Erica up so the kid didn’t get an earful when she got home. The next call he makes is to Karen Wheeler’s house. Once he’s on the phone with Mike he makes the kid gather the rest of the party up to the phone, and gives a very intense lecture on including the younger girl, and the responsibility of taking care of our own. Steve takes pleasure in Max yelling at Lucas in the background. He knew there was a reason she was one of his favorites. 
Erica was on the couch now wearing older sweatpants from Steve’s freshman year probably, they were still big on her but a way better option than her half solid jeans she biked in. Also wearing Steve’s swim team sweatshirt. Steve’s eyes crinkled in a smile, it was always nice to be able to spend one on one time with any of the kids, he likes that he gets to see more of their genuine personalities.
Spending time with Erica was easy and funny, she actually reminded Steve a lot of Robin. The way Erica was able to completely dunk on Steve and have it mean she loves him was verrry Robin. They talked about school, her friends, and a long list of embarrassing secrets about Lucas that Steve mentally stores to use next time Erica gets ditched. 
Even though it’s easy to talk to Erica, Steve can see how tired she looks. It’s the same tired he sees in all of them, the same tired he gets after a few nights of nightmare fueled insomnia. Luckily he knows how to help, if it was anyone other than Erica he’d have to think harder, not for her though.
After a long while of talking they decide to put a movie in and just relax while staying as warm as possible. Halfway through The Princess Bride Steve offers her a huge bowl of Rocky Road. “I know it’s stupidly cold out, but if I recall correctly I have a pretty huge ice cream debt that I haven’t able to make a payment on in a long time.” He hands her the bowl and a spoon.
Erica takes the offering, a sad smile creeping on her face. “Y’know ever since Starcourt I thought that was as bad as it was ever going to get for us. Not many 10 year olds get to say they saved their friends, the world, from Russian scientists. And then spring break happened Steve, Max and Eddie almost didn’t make it out, you and Hopper have irreparable brain injuries, and Lucas and I were almost got by racist townies. I’m just so tired, and yet I haven’t been able to really sleep in months. None of us have.” Tears flowing steady now as she lets a heavy weight off her chest.
Steve grabs her small shoulders, “No one should have ever gone what we have all gone through. But here we are still standing, still breathing against every damn odd. All of us nerds, freaks, fallen cool kids, we saved the fucking world. A couple of times actually. But we did it. And honestly Erica I’d go through it another hundred times if it meant I get to have this weird little family. I love you Rick, and I promise one  day we won’t be plagued by shadows, monsters, and alternate dimensions.”
Erica smiled at the nickname solely reserved for Steve. If Erica could pin point the night where sleeping came a tiny bit easier it would surely be this sleepover. In her heart Erica knew that she’d brave any winter storm for her favorite adopted brother.
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Noticed how in the first episode of Stranger Things S04 E01 when the Hellfire club was playing D&D. Dustin and Erica were the only ones left in the end and were fighting Vecna (Eddie). Dustin threw an ELEVEN. This part is important. He threw an ELEVEN and failed. Erica then threw a 20 and made a cric hit and killed Vecna. What is 20 in D&D? MAX. 
What if in this season Eleven isn’t the solution to all the problems but instead Max is. Remember how Will was important in S02 after coming back from Upside down. It makes complete sense something similar can happen to Max. She is the only person alive who has survived Vecna’s curse. 
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fandsart · 1 year
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Erica: You know that thing where you stick a spoon in the freezer and stick it to your sibling's back and rip their skin off?
The rest of the scoops troop who all don't have siblings:
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devondespresso · 5 months
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Erica Sinclair has to survive s5 because girl would fuckin LOVE 1990 holiday barbie, not just because she's hot pink with a capital P-I-N-K, but as far as i can tell she's also the first holiday barbie with a black doll variation
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LOOK AT HER! Pink, Glitter, PIZZAZZ!
(totally not biased opinion even though 1990 holiday barbie is my absolute favorite. im totally objective. totally.)
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munson-blurbs · 1 year
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My Name is Erica
I've always felt like the dynamic between Eddie and Erica had so much potential if the Duffer Brothers weren't dumb-dumbs, so I wrote a little blorbo about it. I hope y'all enjoy.
WC: 578
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Ever since Erica Sinclair led Hellfire to a victory over Eddie’s sadistic campaign, she’s become a regular fixture at meetings. Lady Applejack is a total badass, and Eddie himself wouldn’t be surprised if she becomes a Dungeon Master once she officially starts high school. 
With only a few weeks left until graduation, Eddie’s been pulling out all the stops, each campaign more malicious than the last. And though the guys are often left stumped, unable to defeat Vecna, Erica easily navigates the tasks. 
Today, on a warm May afternoon, Erica rolls the dice. Some of the members blow on them first for good luck, but she doesn’t need it. Not when she has her brilliant mind already thinking three steps ahead.
With the boys huddled around her, she squeezes her eyes tight. All she needs is an 8. The dice leave her fingertips and clatter on the board. Slowly, she opens her eyes and gasps.
She’s rolled an 8.
Everyone–Eddie included–cheers, slapping each other five. Lucas wraps her in a tight hug, and a grin spreads across her face. But the joy is short-lived once the rest of the club starts congratulating her.
“Nice job, Little Sinclair!”
“Who would’ve thought that Lucas’s sister was our secret weapon?”
“Yeah, dude, your sister is a better player than you are!”
And though their praise should make her happy, Eddie can’t help but notice her smile falter. It completely juxtaposes the victorious chants surrounding her. As the boys make plans to get pizza–it’s like they’re constantly hungry–Erica helps the DM clean up the game.
“Hey, kid,” Eddie says softly, “y’alright?”
“Mhm,” Erica hums, placing the dice in their velvet pouch, but Eddie remains unconvinced.
“Okay, let’s try this again–what’s wrong, Little Sinclair?”
Erica lets out a small sigh, blinking back the tears in her eyes. “My name is Erica.”
“Yeah, I know.” Eddie’s expression shifts from concern to confusion.
“My name is Erica,” she repeats, “but everyone calls me ‘Little Sinclair’ or ‘Lucas’s sister.’”
“Oh.” But he’s still a bit lost. He’s dealt with nicknames like ‘The Freak’ his whole life; what’s so bad about ‘Little Sinclair’? “I mean, you are his little sister…”
Erica rolls her eyes. “And Mike is Nancy’s little brother, but no one calls him ‘Little Wheeler,’” she explains pointedly. “I’m tired of living in Lucas’s shadow. He’s a great big brother–tell him I said that, and I’ll kill you–but I want people to see me for me.”
Now that, Eddie can understand. He knows all too well what it’s like to live in someone’s shadow. Anyone who knows about his dad’s past automatically assumes that Eddie is just like him, when that couldn’t be further from the truth.
“Shit–shoot–I’m sorry,” he exhales, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. “I didn’t realize how much it upset you.” She usually hides her emotions well, but that isn’t an excuse for him to steamroll over them. “And I can make sure that those idiots don’t call you that anymore, either.”
“Thanks,” Erica says, a genuine smile returning to her face. “You’re pretty cool–y’know, for a long-haired freak.”
Eddie scoffs in mock-offense before offering her a grin of his own. “C’mon, Erica,” he laughs, “let’s go catch up with those animals before they put anchovies or some other nasty topping on the pies.”
“I mean, you like olives on yours. That’s pretty nasty, too.” She giggles at Eddie’s shocked expression. “What? It’s just the facts!”
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shedoesnthaveaclue · 2 years
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Stranger things the gang wallpapers
What character should I do next ?
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tamacatleen · 11 months
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"You can't spell America without Erica"🍦🇺🇸 Erica Sinclair from Stranger Things season 3! The Scoops Troop was the best part of this season and Erica became one of my faves..that I didn't draw digitally until now (and that one "which Scoops Troop member are you?" 2019 Buzzfeed quiz said I was her so I had to 🙄) The patterns are little stars, sparkles, ice creams and 80s Applejack from My Little Pony 🍧🐎 5 color variations + sketch/base at the end Hope you like her ! 🍨✨
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Botanic Tournament : Heath(er)s Bracket !
Round 0 Poll 3
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Heather :
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Heather belongs to the Ericaceae family. Erica is the genus for Heath (It looks more debatable for Heathers and as someone who doesn't have a botanical backgroup, I encourage you to look it up if you wish for more information)
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Modern!Eddie with SZA obsessed girlfriend who acts like he HATES F2F but, he secretly bobs his head along and taps his thighs to the beat. When you confronted him about this he lamely lied responding with "Sweetheart, I don't know what you're talking about can I play ONE Arctic Monkey song you've been playing this album on repeat since the day it came out hun. You, Max, and Erica are obsessed"
"You like SZA babe, I literally see you dancing along just admit it, it makes you look fine as hell anyway" You said.
"Well, as hot as it makes me look. She's not very metal" He said lying through his teeth
"Yea, Whatever.I FUCKED HIM TO FORGET YOUUUUUUU" I sang as he rolled his eyes dramatically. He know he love some Ms.Solana
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fruitycatnoir · 2 years
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what does everyone want to happen in ST5? here’s some things i would like to see
- the goddamn date at enzo’s (im a hardcore jopper fan)
- el beat the shit out of angela
- will have a boyfriend (im fine with mike but will deserves better)
- a sacrifice (i want it to be mike because i want him to redeem himself)
- a will and robin coming out scene
- max to come back. crossing my fingers she won’t have brain damage
- following that, i want max and lucas to have their movie date
- milkeven should break up (not even trying to hate on them, they’re just really toxic)
- antonov should come back to the u.s. and join the fun
- joyce and hopper should get married
what do YALL want in ST5? im genuinely really curious and excited
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Steve Harrington x AFAB Reader
Summary: You are a childhood friend of Steve from out of town and one summer you get brought back to Hawkins.  Sadly the other friends you had made seemed not to recognize you and you were left alone until you stepped into Scoops Ahoy.
Honestly, I don’t know what caused me to go off my rocker but have Steve. 
Minors DNI. Look, I get it, you like Steve. But go like him somewhere else, please. 18+
Content warnings: Swearing. Praise, Reverse Cowgirl, Car sex, Protected Sex (Don’t be a fool, Wrap your tool!) Mentions of Substance use (Weed), Mentions of Infidelity and an affair.
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You were just staying in Hawkins for the summer to spend time with your grandmother.  Well, more or less you were staying through the summer because you might’ve gotten kicked out.  Technically that wasn’t your fault either. Your brother had decided to pin his drugs on you and thus you got punished for it, which turned into a whole fight, and then you got kicked to the curb.  It wasn’t that big of a deal since you had enough money to get a bus ticket to Hawkins from where you lived.
“I’ll be back before midnight Nannie I promise,” You said walking towards the door of the house, the house was small and wasn’t the same since Pa had died a few years back, but it was still home. Even though several things needed fixing that just didn’t have the time to be fixed. Such as a cracked window in the kitchen, or the loose baseboards in the living room 
“Alright, dear! Be safe!” Nannie called from the living room where she sat knitting something new, she wouldn’t tell you what it was, but you assumed it was a new sweater for you.  That or it was something for one of her friends. 
After shutting the door you headed towards the car since Nannie couldn’t drive the car had practically just been sitting there since Pa died, but when you got there you cleaned it up and it was now your car. After getting into the driver's seat you sighed. It was going to be a long day.  The mall had just opened so you decided to go see what they had to offer.  You’d heard good things about it, despite the fact it was taking stores in town that you had grown up with out of business. 
You’d managed to catch glimpses of some of the people you remembered from your childhood visits to Hawkins during Christmas time.  You’d caught glimpses of Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers driving around, Joyce as well. She was always so nice and happy to see you.
Driving through the main area of town was eerie, there were almost no cars, and almost all of the businesses were closed. You saw the local store where Joyce worked, it was also closed, but only because it was past closing time.  Shaking off the eerie feeling you continued towards the mall before seeing the bright lights of the Starcourt.
After pulling into the parking lot you paused. You had no clue what to expect in the mall, let alone who you would see.  Walking into the mall was a special piece of hell since people had no regard for you. You had been tripped twice and ran into more times than you could count.  So to reward yourself for surviving the crowd you decided to go to the ice cream store that was somewhere in the store judging from how people had ice cream cones.
“Hey..” You started seeing a young girl with an ice cream cone in her hand, and her other friends had some spread around themselves “Can you point me in the direction of the Ice cream parlor?” You asked nicely, you didn’t recognize her but hoped she would be nice enough to help you. 
“Yeah. It’s over that way and up that way. Aka time for you to get a map” She retorted and you paused.
“Well aren’t you just a fluffy pink ray of assholeness?” You asked, having lost your filter.
The girl looked stunned, probably because you didn’t look like the type to swear. The clothes your grandmother had were all things she found at the local donation box that happened to be rather girly and frilly.  Even though you occasionally wore things like this, like to interviews and other things. Normally you’d be in a t-shirt and jeans but since you didn’t have time to pack when you got kicked out. You were stuck.  
The girl eventually just gave you the directions and you left. Letting out a heavy breath and contemplating when children had gotten such a bitter taste in their mouths to turn out like that girl. But frankly, you didn’t care. You just wanted ice cream and a place to hide for part of the night to just escape for a while. The second reason you came to the mall was to try and find some discounted clothes that weren’t the frilly things you had on at the moment.
Eventually, you spotted the parlor and noticed how busy and full it was but decided just to go in anyways.  Ice cream was worth the wait after what you had just dealt with.  As you stood behind the group of girls you could hear a guy attempting to flirt with them but horribly failing. You had to resist laughing.  When you got to the counter you didn’t even look up at the guy, you scanned the ice cream selection instead. “You know if you want a girl to like you.  Maybe not ramble on like a history teacher” You suggested before settling on a flavor. You looked up to place your order but stopped before a word could leave your mouth.  “Harrington?” You asked a bit surprised. Having recognized the guy behind the counter. Yeah, he had grown and matured more since the last time you saw him, but it was still the Steve Harrington you remembered from 6th grade Christmas break. 
“Do I know you?” He asked, looking over you quickly. A look of confusion on his face. 
You laughed for a minute before smiling, you said your name and saw more confusion on his face.  “I used to come to Hawkins in the wintertime? We used to go sledding together down the hill?” You tried, and yet he still looked confused. You sighed having to bring up this memory.  “I had walked you home and then when I went to leave your house. I tripped and landed flat on the concrete because of ice.  Then ran away with a bloody nose” You shared and then saw the realization cross his face.
“You! Wow... It’s been a while” He said now having a brighter look on his face after remembering who you were. “I haven’t seen you in Hawkins in a while, what brings you here during the summertime?” He asked, seeming in a better mood than with the girls that were in line before you.
“It's a long story, but maybe I can share it when you're not on shift” You suggested and then ordered your ice cream with a small laugh. It feels nice to reconnect to someone after not really being able to find someone to talk to besides your grandma.
“I actually am supposed to have taken a break two hours ago. Hit me with it” He said, scooping out your ice cream and then handing it over and putting the money in the register. “Robin! Taking a break!” He called out and you saw a girl with red hair and a very disinterested look come out from the back room.
“Are you sure you should be taking a break?” You asked with a look towards the girl that came out of the back.
“Yeah, it's fine. We should catch up anyways” He said and brushed off the middle finger that Robin had sent his way while you on the other hand laughed. You slid into one of the seats in the store and Steve followed.
“As far as I am aware it isn’t snowing outside and definitely isn’t winter break,” He said after a minute.
“Yeah…I kind of got kicked out” You said and then started to eat your ice cream. You watched his reaction go from happy and relaxed to concern and confusion.
“What do you mean you got kicked out? Last I checked you were a goody two shoes that wouldn’t even help me snoop through my Christmas presents,” He asked, adding a hint of a teasing sarcastic tone to the end of it.
“Okay first off. I still thought Santa Claus was real when you asked me to do that and didn’t want to be on the naughty list. Second, my ass of a brother blamed his stash on me” You corrected and then rolled your eyes. You then saw more confusion show on his face. “He got into drugs back home and when Mom and dad found his marijuana stash he blamed it on me.” You clarified, seeing the confusion clear up from his features.
“Wasn’t your brother like that annoying shithead of a kid that followed you everywhere?” He asked, trying to remember your brother.  Even that mild description was better than you hoped for. Since you always shooed him off when you went out with the kids your age.
“Yeah until he met his buddy back home that gave him his supply” You admitted and rolled your eyes before going back to your ice cream.
Steve was quiet as you continued to eat your ice cream. Eventually, you had gotten halfway through the cone before he spoke again.
“So how long do you plan on staying?” He asked, appearing to have been taking in the information you had given him before speaking.
“I plan for just the summer. My parents are bound to catch my brother at some point and beg me to come home” You said and then finished up your cone. “So enough about me. What about the Steve Harrington that fell down the stairs because he thought there was a spider on the guardrail?” You asked teasingly. Getting him back for the goody two-shoe comment earlier.
“Hey! There was a spider on the guardrail and I slipped.” He corrected me with a smile and a shake of his head. “Nothing much just graduated high school. Got broken up with and lost my charm.” He explained.
“You. Broken up with?” You asked with a smile creeping on your face. “Then the girl must’ve been crazy,” You said with a smile and laugh.
“Well finally someone sees my charm,” He said sarcastically. “She apparently was only dating me because her current boyfriend wouldn’t make a move” He explained, looking a bit dejected at that.
“Is this girl stupid or something?” You asked with a look of confusion. “Who…Who in their right mind would do that?” You asked and ran your hand through your hair. “Even I’m not that stupid. Jesus, you can sure pick them can’t you Steve?” You asked with a laugh, shaking your head playfully and the man in front of you. 
“No no, she's not, she's rather smart actually. But apparently, I just wasn’t who she wanted.” He admitted, defending the girl quickly but backing down after a second.
“You know, maybe you just need a hookup to get your mojo back” You joked with a laugh.
He laughed and shook his head. “No. I think I’ll get it back eventually. Have you talked to anyone else?” He asked, quickly changing the subject. Not that you minded and it might be a little touchy for him anyways.
You shook your head. “No, not really. I’ve seen Nancy and Jonathan here and there but they just run off before I can talk to them.” You admitted, “I’ve talked to Ms. Byers when I go to the store for Nannie but other than that no,” You said with a tight-lipped smile. “Funny how much things have changed since the last time I was here” You admitted. It was true. Not only had the town grown but the friends you once had here seemed to have broken apart.
“About that. Why did you stop coming to Hawkins?” He asked and you froze up. 
“There…There was a fight between Nannie and my dad so we didn’t come back” You lied, swallowing afterward to try and get the choke feeling out of your throat.
“I feel like you're lying but I am not gonna push it.  Since the last time I did that you pushed me down a hill,” He said and then laughed. Now getting back at you. Just like the old times, you’d jab at each other with stupid things you both did,
“Hey! I did that because you actually pushed me.” You corrected and laughed. “Well, I’m gonna go explore the mall.” You said standing up after leaving the table. “I’m gonna see if I can find some cheap clothes that are more my style” You explained and Steve got up and looked like he was about to ask something. But he shut his mouth. 
“Stop by when you're about to leave so we can make plans to meet up and chat,” He said eventually after having caught his words. “Sure,” You said and then walked out. Now to find a clothing store that wasn’t overrun by pink and frilly clothing.
“You like her don’t you?” Robin asked as Steve walked back to the counter.
“What? No” He shook his head and took his place behind the counter again.
“Your body language says otherwise. You like her” She taunted again. Pushing Steve’s buttons a bit.
“She’s just an old friend of mine. That's all.” He tried and took a breath to calm himself down.
“Well. I don’t know if you can see it because your hair might be obstructing your view. But she likes you” Robin pointed out. Leaning over the divider with a smile.
“No,” He said and then turned to look at his coworker and friend.
“She couldn’t stop laughing around you!” Robin chirped with a smile, “That and she never stopped smiling” She added with a teasing tone. She had a point, you were comfortable and rather cheery around him.
“Cut it out. She doesn’t like me, and she was doing that because she hadn’t talked to anyone since she got here,” He reasoned and then turned around to look for a customer to attend to but didn’t have one.
“Let's make a bet. You get her to admit to liking you, and I get free ice cream for a week,” Robin challenged. “And if you win I’ll let you have a quarter of my tips for the next week,” She concluded, sounding rather proud at her challenge.
“Fine, you're on. Any other rules?” He asked agreeing to it to get her to shut up about it. 
“No. I’ll trust your word on this,” She said and then shut the window and went back to relaxing in the backroom.
Steve sighed and rolled his eyes. This was a terrible idea. He used to have a crush on you a long time ago.  But he convinced himself out of it when you stopped knocking on his door every 20th to ask to go sledding or go make snow forts. He might regret this.
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After maybe three hours of going from clothing store to clothing store, you had eventually collected a few things that you could work with. After changing in the bathrooms up by the movie theater you were walking back towards the front of the mall to get going. You had two hours before midnight and you didn’t want to worry your grandma.
As you were just about to pass Scoops Ahoy you remembered what Steve asked and quickly made a detour back into the parlor. After not spotting Steve at the counter you instead found the girl from when he took his break. Robin.
“Back for Dingus, I assume?” She asked with a sly smile. “I like the new style, suits you better” She added after noticing the change of clothes.
“Thanks, feel much more comfortable, and yes.” You replied with a laugh. “How many more times has he made an ass of himself?” You asked and Robin contemplated.
She hummed before looking down at her hands and counted. “Somewhere between ten and fifteen,” She said and you laughed along with her. 
“He's hopeless” You admitted and she smiled and laughed.
“I’ve been trying to tell him that but he just won’t listen” Robin laughed before turning around and knocking on the wooden divider. “Dingus. Your sensible friend is back” She called before Steve came almost falling out of the doorway.
Both of you started laughing at his mistake and he rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah laugh at me all you want,” He said and walked out towards you. “Found some clothes I assume?” He asked, glancing over your outfit change.
“Thankfully, yes,” You said with a grin. “Much more comfortable.” You added it as an afterthought.
“So I’m off tomorrow. What do you say we meet up here and grab lunch?” He suggested, leaning against the side of the counter. 
You paused and thought about it for a minute or two, trying to remember what you were doing tomorrow.  “I should be free, but in case I’m not I’m assuming your landline number is still the same?” You asked and he nodded. “Perfect. I should get going though, I said I’d be home before midnight” You said and smiled before turning to leave the parlor.
Steve winced as Robin kicked him and nodded towards you.  Steve rolled his eyes but did as Robin was asking him to do.  “Let me walk you to your car” Steve called before you had even left the store.
“Are you sure? You're still on shift” You pointed out turning around and looking at Steve.
“Yeah, it’ll be fine, besides it’s the least I can do for an old friend.” He said and walked out from behind the counter and set his hat down on the glass before catching up with you.
You shrugged but allowed it and continued walking out the parlor and towards the entrance. “So why are you walking me to my car?” You asked as you two walked.
“Just figured it’d give us some more time to catch up before tomorrow. That and a little more privacy” He explained and you nodded your head agreeing to what he said. “So what exactly is the reason you didn’t come back to Hawkins?” He asked and you sighed,
“You said you weren’t going to push it cause I might push you,” You countered, and Steve groaned.
“I literally could care less if you pushed me or not.” He said and looked over at you. A serious look had crossed his face and this time he didn’t seem like he was going to let the question go.
“Do you want the long truth or the short truth?” You asked and looked over at him having lost your bit of peppiness.  This story still hurt you but it was slightly more bearable now that you were older.
“Long,” He said and continued to walk. By this point, you were almost out of the mall.
“When we came here every year everything was so busy.  My mom was always busy catching up with my grandmother and us kids were always running around doing something. My dad was supposedly always busy catching up with old friends in town” You started and then took a breath “Turns out he was having an affair with an old girlfriend.  We only found out when the girlfriend's current husband dragged his cheating ass back to the house the day after Christmas.” You explained. “Nannie and him had gotten into a fight over it since he blamed my mother for it and then the rest was history.  My mom did decide to stay with him but forbade us all from going to Hawkins after that.” You finished and turned to look at his reaction.
“So you stopped coming because you weren’t allowed to?” He asked, his face was hard to read, it looked calm but at the same time relieved.
"Yes," You responded, turning to face forward and walking through the door. It was slightly awkward now and you felt partly responsible for it. "I'm sorry" You apologized, "I made this awkward-"
"No no! You didn't. It's my fault for asking. I'm sorry" He apologized, stopping walking and stepping in front of me shaking his head.
"Don't apologize" You said and smiled softly. "You were just curious. It's just a bit touchy" You explained, shaking your head and stepping around Steve. "Still going to walk me to my car?" You asked teasingly, he seemed to snap out of it and caught up with you as you continued to walk. 
"Did you ever want to come back to Hawkins?" He asked eventually, still walking. His hands were now shoved in his pockets.
"All the time," You admitted, "I missed going sledding in the snow down here.  I missed my friends,” You explained, “I always wondered that if I ever came back here would people recognize me or would they not remember me,” You finished, a sad smile on your face. “Guess I got my answer to that already though,” You said with a light laugh.  What you said hurt Steve a bit, he hadn’t forgotten you, the opposite, he just didn’t recognize you.
“Well, we’re here. Thank you for being a gentleman,” You teased with a laugh and then dug through one of your bags to find the keys.
“My pleasure... And hey” Steve started, making you look up as you pulled out your keys. “I never forgot you, hell how could I?” He asked with a laugh. “You were one of the few friends I had back then that I can still talk to,” He admitted, a smile on his face. “Not to mention I may have had a crush on you back then” He added, looking away and making you laugh.
“Well, that makes two of us.” You said with a large smile on your face. “I missed Hawkins, I’m glad I came back even if it's just for the summer” You admitted looking at Steve with a smile. You failed to notice the change in Steve’s mood.  He was a lot happier compared to just a few seconds ago. 
“Then let's make the most of it.'' He suggested and you looked up at him to give him a happy smile only to realize how close he’d gotten to you. Less than a minute ago he was standing closer to the car that was parked next to you but now he was close enough you had to angle your head up to see his face.
“Steve?” You asked cautiously as he had gotten closer to you than expected. You were watching his face for any sort of clue to what he was doing.
“Yes?” He answered, looking down at you.  His eyes were focused on your face and didn't stray too far from your eyes.  Occasionally they flickered down for a second but came right back up to your eyes.
"What are you doing?" You asked quietly. In your mind, you had a mild idea of what he might do but you weren't sure if it was a delusion or if it was an actual possibility.
"Something I should've done a long time ago" He admitted before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours. 
After taking a second to realize what was happening you dropped your bags and threw your arms around his neck. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer to him.  You were overwhelmed with everything. The way he smelled, his hands holding onto you, his lips on yours. It was downright intoxicating. 
Steve moved and you followed his lead, only to feel your back press against the side of your car and his body trapping you against it.  You felt a heat start to stir in your stomach, you were intoxicated with everything Steve was doing to you at that exact moment.
Steve was the first to pull away, he took deep breaths as he looked down at you. His eyes locked onto yours. He eventually muttered. "This is a stupid idea" He pressed his forehead against yours and stayed there.
"So kissing me was a stupid idea?" You asked a hint of a teasing tone playing on the edge of your words.  Even though saying it out loud hurt a bit more than it probably should have.
"No. Asking you to join me in my car is a stupid idea" He corrected, pulling away from leaning against you and leaning further down and pressing kisses down the side of your neck. 
Oxygen started to come in a lot less than it was less than a minute ago. Steve trailing kisses along your shoulders was driving you nuts. You thought about his offer. You'd be lying if you said you didn't want to join Steve in his car. But you didn't want him to get in trouble for skipping out on his shift.
"Are you sure me joining you would be a good idea?" You asked and then sighed blissfully at the feeling of his teeth scraping up the side of your neck.  He was making his way back up towards your lips.
"We are the only ones working there and our manager could care less" He murmured, still pressed against your neck. Now leaving behind a small little trail of bites that were just a hint to what might come later.  He’d figured out why you had asked quick enough which just gave you more of a reason to say yes.
"Then screw it. I'll join you. Just let me put my stuff in the car" You were panting at this point and he finally pulled away. He had a smile playing on his lips as he licked them.
As you tried to unlock the car your hands shook but after a few tries, you unlocked the car and shoved the clothes in the back of the car before locking it again. You kept your keys in your right hand as you looked at Steve. He took a look around before grabbing your unoccupied hand and started pulling you in a different direction. 
You held onto his hand as he pulled you along. Your mind went wild with the possibilities that might happen. Between all of them, you weren't sure which one you wanted more.  You watched as Steve navigated the parking lot effortlessly and eventually saw him stop at a car.
He let go of your hand and pulled out keys. He unlocked the door and shoved his keys back into his pockets. “Ladies first,” He said with a grin, holding onto the car door.
You laughed and stuck your tongue out at him playfully before sliding into the backseat of the car.  The car itself was well cared for and maintained and was quite roomy in the back.
Steve slid in after you and shut the door after him. “Where were we?” He asked, looking at you. He had his back to the door and one of his legs propped up on the seat.  His hands were resting against the seat at his sides.
You hummed thinking before deciding to see where this action of yours would take you. You slid closer to Steve before straddling him, his hands having reacted by going to your waist.
"I think we were here" You responded, a playful smile on your lips as you balanced above him. Your knees kept you above him and not laying any weight on him.
Steve leaned forward and caught your lips in another kiss. This time you reacted immediately. Your hands went behind his head and played with the hair on the nape of his neck. Steve let out a groan through the kiss and pulled you down onto his lap.
You gasped through the kiss as he ground his hips against yours. You let out a whine as Steve went back to going at your neck. He pressed kisses along your jugular and then when he reached your shirt line he grumbled.
"Can I?" He asked, pulling away and his hands sliding up to the hem of your t-shirt.  His hands were large and warm and you couldn’t help but wonder what they would feel like against the rest of your skin.
"Please" You begged, since his hands had left your hips, you got to work grinding against him.
Steve groaned and then pulled your shirt over your head. He wasted no time undoing your bra and letting it also fall to the floor. He went back to kissing and biting at your collar bone and trailed his lips further down to 
You continued to grind against him panting as he put his hands back onto your hips and rocked them back and forth.  You were panting as his mouth latched onto your nipple and bit down lightly.  You let out a moan and pulled at his hair which caused him to groan.  His hands had an almost death grip on your hips and the feeling of them brushing against your skin made your core start to burn and your mind go a bit fuzzy.
“You are way too overdressed for this” You complained and gripped the back of his shirt. “Only fair if I’m not the only one shirtless” You added with a smirk and Steve let go of you to pull his shirt over his head. After his shirt was off you went right back in for a kiss as Steve fiddled with the belt loops on your jeans. 
Your teeth occasionally clashed as Steve pressed his body closer to yours. You rocked your hips forward and backward on his and felt him pulse beneath you and twitch. He continued with the kiss, his hands now roaming around your bare torso. Up your sides and around your front. You let out a whine in the kiss as he kneaded your chest with his hands.
“God I love those sounds you make…Can I leave marks?” He asked after pulling away, making you whine again from the lack of contact. You nodded and continued to grind as Steve now trailed his lips down your shoulder and to your collarbone where he started to bite and suck a mark into your skin.
You moaned and grabbed onto his hair as he continued to mark your skin. His hands were pressing into your mid-back and pushing you closer to his mouth. “Steve” You moaned tugging at his hair that was certainly going to be messed up after this. 
Steve left his spot that he was working on with a dark mark and moved back up to catch your lips. His hands moved back down to your hips where he rocked into you and ground you down onto him as he did so.
Your noises were clear even through the kiss.  Steve rocking his hips against yours and his lips on yours were intoxicating you.  Your head was fuzzy with lust and need. You feverishly pressed back into the kiss and moved your hips faster craving the friction to soothe your aching core.
“Dammit, I can’t take the teasing anymore” Steve groaned, pulling away from the kiss and quickly pushing you onto your back.  He swiftly unbuttoned your jeans and grabbed them and pulled them down. You lifted your hips to help him pull them off and as soon as they were off they were on the floor quickly being forgotten.
Steve leaned back up and reached through the center console to grab something.  He then came back to the back of the car holding a condom packet. 
“Are you always this prepared?” You asked teasingly as you wiggled your way back over to him and tugged at the rest of his uniform. You gripped the waistband of the shorts and pulled it closer towards you, pulling on the band.
“Can’t hurt to be prepared” He said and helped you get the rest of his uniform off.  Soon enough it was now just both of you in your last layers keeping you separated. You continued to grind against him as Steve held onto you like if he let go you’d float off into space.
Steve groaned as you continued to move on top of him. “God you're soaked,” He said, holding your hips still earning a whine from you as you lost the friction you so desperately wanted.
“Just wait a bit longer, I promise I’ll make you feel good,” He mumbled, grabbing your underwear and quickly pulling them off. He threw them to the front of the car where they wouldn’t get lost in the madness that was the floor beneath both of you. 
You were about to beg but got lost as soon as you felt fingers prod at your folds.  A high-pitched moan escaped your lips before you even had a chance to realize it was there.
“God you're so beautiful” Steve murmured moving his fingers around before eventually slipping one in. Making you gasp and grab onto him for support.  Compared to what you were used to, which was your own fingers. It felt different than you were used to.
Steve curled his finger and pressed his lips onto your skin as he continued to move his fingers, eventually adding a second finger making you squirm and moan more.  He enjoyed your reaction and curled his fingers before moving his thumb around before finding the spot that made you jolt and whine.
Steve chuckled and moved his fingers at a faster pace now while he thumbed at your clit making you moan and squirm. His unbusied hand was having to hold you still so you wouldn’t squirm onto the floor.
“Steve! Please” You begged, even though you enjoyed the feeling of his fingers pressed into you and making you see stars you wanted more.
“Alright..” He said after chuckling, he pulled his hand away from you making you whine from the loss of touch but you knew to be patient and let him do this his way.  He lifted the hand he had been touching you with up to his mouth and cleaned them off.  You felt a heat pool more between your legs and felt slightly embarrassed.
He moved you off his lap and he quickly got rid of his boxers. He ripped the condom package open and slid it on. He then looked over to where you sat squirming around uncomfortable because of the slick coating on the inside of your thighs.
“Turn around” he instructed and you did as you were told. After a second you felt his hands wrap around your waist and pull you onto his lap. His chest hair scraped against your back slightly and you felt a twitch between your folds. You breathed out a sigh at the slight friction against you.
After your knees were settled on either side of his lap you lifted your hips up and shuddered as the tip brushed against you.  After a few seconds, you slowly sunk down on him.  You were panting as he bottomed out in you.  You waited a few seconds to catch your breath. Meanwhile, as you waited Steve muttered praises next to your ear.
“You’re doing so good.” He pressed a kiss to your shoulder and then to your neck.
You eventually lifted your hips back up and then dropped back down onto his lap. You let out a high-pitched moan at the feeling and heard Steve groan.  You then did it again and slowly got a pace started.
Steve held onto your hips and let you bounce yourself, his hands were there mostly so he didn’t damage his car's seats and just in case he had to take over. In the meanwhile he was mumbling praises into your ear in between grunts and groans  “Just like that,” He mumbled and pressed a kiss to the junction between your neck and shoulder.
You continued to bounce, letting out moans and mewls as you did so.  Everything was overwhelming to you. His lips pressing kisses to your skin, his hands gripping your hips so tightly you could swear he would leave a bruise.
Your pace quickened and you felt your knees quiver and started to whine as you could feel them wanting to give in and collapse already and you had just started.  Steve was grunting as your speed changed. The sound of his voice muttering praises and then groaning was driving you crazy.
“You’re doing amazing sweetheart” He murmured and then pressed a kiss to right below your ear. He then groaned and you swore you would never be able to find a guy to get you to feel like this again.  You felt him twitch inside you and mewled at the feeling.
“Steve…” You whined and your pace slowed before you tried to speed up again. “I can’t… My legs... They-” 
“Alright, don’t worry sweetheart I’ve got you” He cut you off and quickly picked you up and then dropped you back down on his lap. Making you almost scream when he hit a spot that made your vision cloud from the edges.
“Found the good spot then... Alright,” He said with a laugh before picking up the pace.  His hands had such a grip on you they were the only things keeping you tethered to this plane of existence.  Your voice no longer had your restraint to it.  You were freely letting your voice out as he rocked into you.  You were whining and begging unintelligible words.  Your moans however changed pitch as you felt a coil start to form in the pit of your stomach. “Faster..” You begged you were chasing that edge and you could feel it start to appear.
Steve complied and picked up the pace. Now thrusting into you as he moved you up and down. You saw stars cloud the side of your vision and you felt the coil tighten more in your stomach.  Your moans continued to get louder and more frequent.  Steve figured you were getting closer so he sped up more. He could feel his edge getting closer and wanted you there as well.
“Steve!” You cried out feeling the coil on the verge of snapping.
“Let go,” He said, strained as he bit back a groan and you screamed the next time he thrust into you. You were seeing stars and your vision had completely clouded over.  Steve groaned as you clamped down on him and he pulled you down onto him quickly and he spilled over the edge. He filled up the condom and stayed there. Resting his head against your shoulder. 
After you came down from your high you leaned back against him. Head leaning back against his shoulder as you panted.
“You still think this was a stupid idea?” You asked, smiling and most definitely slightly out of your mind.
Steve laughed, you could feel it through your back as he held onto you. “Not at all. In fact. I think I should ask you to join me again another time” He admitted and pressed a kiss to your neck.
“All you have to do is ask” 
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You walked back into Scoops Ahoy, happily, you were just supposed to be stopping by since you had things to do.  You didn’t see Steve at the counter and Robin, who was smiling at your arrival nodded her head over to a table in the corner.
“Okay, I still don’t believe you,” A kid said to Steve. “You don’t believe me about Suzie so why should I believe you about this girl of yours.” He added.
“Henderson I am telling the truth. You have to believe me” Steve said, sighing and looking rather exasperated at the boy in front of him.
You grinned and then joined them by quickly pushing Steve over. Upon realizing who had pushed him Steve started to smile and wrapped his arm around you.
“Real enough for you Henderson?” You asked with a smile as Steve pressed a kiss to your cheek and the kid in front of you gawked. 
You and Steve laughed at his reaction and you leaned into Steve happily, blissfully unaware of what was about to happen, and how it would change your life and everyone else’s for the worse.
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stranger things: alignment chart (pt. 3)
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STRANGER THINGS VOLUME TWO THEORY ALERT
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So in this promotional poster we see everyone one looking at the “camera” except for two characters
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The Sinclair siblings. So why is this oddity important?
Well in the trailer we see these two scenes
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The blue lamp Erica holds seems like it might be the same light shining on Lucas. Lucas look’s terrified, so what might just happen too these two? Where are they? What is the blue light for? Is this all just a coincidence?
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Never in television history have I seen an entrance better than this one. The flag as a cape, the obvious call back to “You can’t spell America without Erica”. The fact that she is 11 and went to the Hellfire Club and stared Eddie Munson’s dumbass down like it was nothing. HER NAILS!!!  I haven’t seen anything about her yet and she deserves recognition. 
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