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kurtie4life96 · 2 years

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Your writing makes me feel things oh my

Could you do a Robin smut with promts 1, 2, 28, and 30? Ik it probably sounds like a lot so I'd get it if u don't want to. But I thought it'd all fit together like Robin's jealous reader's flirting with someone else and reader's excuse is that she and Robin are "just friends" so Robin has to set her straight

Anyways I also wanted to say that I am so jealous of your writing skills and I (embarrassingly) look up to you(r writing?)

Baby I love you for this and your compliments mean the absolute world to me. Like I love you so much let's get married immediately.

No Robin smut for me is too much.

No Sharing // R.B. x Reader

Summary: Robin has to set the record straight with her "best friend".

CW: MDNI 18+, delicious beautiful smut, fingering, cunnilingus, orgasm denial, dom!robin, sub!reader

Another hot, dusky summer night, another house party at Steve Harrington's house.

Everyone was there, of course, including Eddie, Nancy, Jonathan, Steve himself, just about everyone that went to Hawkins High School. Including your most cherished best friend, Robin Buckley.

The two of you stood in the kitchen, people watching, laughing at everyone's antics, like Tammy Thompson being too drunk to even stand, and Steve slipping on some spilled liquor, falling straight on his ass.

It wasn't uncommon for the two of you to be alone in the corner, giggling and gossiping with each other, huddled close together as the two of you normally would, being the introverts you are.

Robin had been your best friend since 6th grade, when your mom forced you to go to her birthday party, March 10th, despite your attempts at begging not to go. You didn't get along well with other kids, as some weren't fond of your "awkward" personality, so you always opted to stay home.

Your mom forcing you to go to her birthday sleepover was the best thing that could've happened to you. You'd gotten along with her so quickly, having so much in common, like being labeled "weird" or "different". You had the same music taste, the same sense of humor, and hated the same people.

Over the years, the friendship blossomed, hanging out after school, passing notes to each other in class, sharing clothes, having sleepovers, Robin always falling asleep during the middle of movie night, and snuggling together in bed. You'd even practiced kissing each other, for when the two of you would eventually get a boyfriend.

But as time passed, neither of you had ever gotten interested in boys, because they were "boring", and spent most of your time with each other instead, which the two of you were happy to do. It was a beautiful friendship, sent from the universe itself, and you were absolutely inseparable.

As you and Robin were continuing to laugh and goof around, she spilled her drink from her red solo cup onto the front of her shirt, drenching her.

"Oh shit, Robin, let me find a towel-"

"Nah, it's cool. I'll go find one myself." She insisted.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, definitely. I'm gonna go find one, be right back." She saluted you.

"Okay." You giggled as she began to navigate through the sea of intoxicated young adults.

"Hey there." A familiar voice greeted you.

You looked over to see Eddie Munson himself, drunk, hovering above you.

"Hey Eddie! What's up?"

"Not much," he gestured towards Robin, "where's she going?"

"Oh, she spilled her drink on her shirt, went to clean herself up is all."

"Ah, okay, gotcha. So, how you been doin' lately?"

Eddie and yourself chatted amongst yourselves in the kitchen for a few minutes. You couldn't help but find his drunken, goofy self charming.

And Robin couldn't help but notice.

She came back to see you talking with him. You were laughing too much, shoving him playfully too much, twirling your hair with your fingers too much for her liking.

And she couldn't help but overhear you say:

"Robin? Yeah, I know we're really close, just best friends, ya know?"

She'd heard enough.

She put on a smile and strutted over, linking her elbow with yours.

"Oh, hey Robin!" You exclaimed, smiling at her, "did you find a towel?"

"Yeah, I did," she nodded, her eyes fixated on Eddie, "so, what're you guys doing?"

"Oh, we were just talking, catching up, ya know-"

She cut Eddie off, "Yeah, that's cool. Hey, can we have our own talk over there?" She glanced at you, pointing to the stairs.

"Oh, um, yeah..." you said, confusion on your face. "Sorry Eddie, I'll see you later-"

"Yeah, she'll see you later." She interrupted you, a condescending tone to her voice as she grabbed your arm, walking you towards the staircase.

"Robin, what the hell was that? That was so fucking rude-"

"Shut up and keep walking."

You hesitantly followed her up the stairs to an empty room, the only furniture in it a dresser and a freshly made bed, feeling annoyed as she shut the door behind you, locking it.

"What's gotten into you?" You questioned her, frustrated, "You been drinking or something?"

"Oh, stop it, you know that neither of us actually drink at these things." She took a few steps forward to you, her hands behind her back.

"Well," you stammered, "what the fuck is your problem? You were mean to him for no reason-"

"You wanna know what the fuck my problem is?" She raised her voice, "My problem is you going around telling people that we're 'just friends', flirting around with people I know you don't care about."

You shot her a confused look.

"Okay... well, what's wrong with that?"

"Oh my god," Robin threw her arms up in the air in frustration, slapping them on her sides, "Cut the shit, babe. You know what's wrong with that.

"Robin, I really don't understand-"

She stepped closer to you, very much so irritated with you.

"Come on, now. Don't act so ignorant," she began one of her infamous rants, "we've never had boyfriends, never even kissed one, for fucks sake, we've only kissed each other. We have sleepovers where we cuddle, sometimes even half naked, we wear each other's clothes, we only spend time with each other, no one else! Don't act so fucking stupid, because I know you're not blind to this, to this situation, to us!"

There was a moment of silence, a moment where the air, the tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

Your face went hot, as you just stared at her with glossy eyes, feeling timid.

She took note of your body language, and took another step forward, until her face was only inches from yours.

"We're not just friends, and you fucking know it." Her voice dropped an octave, lustful eyes glancing to yours, and to your lips.

"Robin," you breathed, "I'm sorry-"

She grabbed your face with her hands, crashing her lips onto yours, pulling you in for a hard, passionate kiss.

When you didn't reciprocate, she pulled back.

"I'm sorry," she started, "I shouldn't have-"

You grabbed her head, yanking her forward and smashed your lips onto hers, giving her the same hard, passionate kiss she'd given you moments before, not wanting to let go, wanting to draw it out as long as possible.

You broke the kiss, looking at her through half lidded eyes, relishing in her presence.

"Robin," you whined, fisting the fabric of her shirt desperately, "Robin, please."

She gazed at you for a moment, savouring your touch, your presence, and crashed her lips against yours again, snaking her hand down your back as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

Her lips were so soft, tasting of vanilla chapstick, as she kissed you over and over again, only breaking them to take a shallow breath in between.

The both of you panted as you continued to embrace each other fiercely, feeling fire spread across your skin as she suddenly gripped your hips tightly, thrusting them against yours.

You lightly gasped, Robin taking the opportunity to skim her tongue along your bottom lip, beginning to pull you in for a deeper kiss, your tongues gliding against each others feverishly. You raked your fingers through her hair hastily as she she kept a hold on your hips.

She pushed a leg in between yours, biting your bottom lip softly, then taking it into her mouth, sucking on it, and letting it go with a pop.

You softly moaned, begging for more as you held her close to you. She smiled.

"You say we're just friends, but you can't keep your hands off me."

You bit your lip, looking down at her chest and looking even lower, rubbing your thighs against hers for some kind of friction.

She smirked and frantically grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it off your head, then began unbuttoning your pants, you eagerly slipping out of them. She gazed at your body in adoration, before quickly taking off her own clothes, the both of you standing before each other in your bra and panties.

She leaned forward, bringing her lips to your ear, sliding a finger down the side of your underwear, and snapping it against your skin.

"I always liked these," she whispered, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

She kissed you harshly again as she slipped her hands behind your back, unclasping your bra and sliding it off your body.

Robin made her way down from your lips to your neck and chest, gently biting and sucking, leaving light bruises scattered across your exposed skin.

"Robin," you softly moaned.

"Sh," she hushed you, "You're mine, and I don't share."

She continued her assault on your chest, cupping your breasts as she swirled her tongue around your nipples, sucking and kissing them, before grabbing the soft flesh of your ass and lifting you up, tossing you onto the bed.

She unhooked her own bra as she sat before you, throwing it somewhere in the room. You reached for her, wanting to touch her soft skin, but she pushed you back down, grabbing the waistline of your panties and pulling them down your legs.

You squished your thighs together in embarassment, but she grabbed your knees, spreading your legs apart to get a good look.

"You're beautiful, babe. I'll show you."

You huffed, quivering under Robin's touch as she teasingly brushed her fingers along the skin of your inner thighs, lightly scratching you with her nails as she descended her hands down towards your heat.

She lightly stroked your folds, collecting your slick on her fingers, making you whimper.

"Fuck," she groaned, "you're so fucking wet."

She brought her fingers to her mouth and slowly licked them, keeping eye contact with you as she relished in your taste, you gazing at her with half lidded eyes and inhaling a sharp breath.

She bit at the side of your knee, mumbling expletives as she tried to compose herself, prevent herself from completely devouring you.

"Robin," you panted, "please... I need you."

She gave a teasing smirk at your words, breathing heavily, and placed a finger on your dripping entrance, gently sliding it into you.

You gasped, arching into her touch as she began pushing it in and out of you at an achingly slow pace, then without warning, inserted a second digit, curling them into your sweet spot, making you bite back a moan as your walls clenched around her.

She paused, smiling at at your reaction.

"Right there, huh? That was easy." She said in a low voice.

She continued pumping her fingers in and out of you at a faster, steady rhythm, making sure to hit your spongy spot everytime. You began feeling fire in your abdomen, goosebumps spreading across your skin, panting, moaning her name shamelessly.

She crawled over you, her other arm holding herself up on the pillow next to you, continuing to fuck into you, and began circling your clit with her thumb.

"Oh fuck, Robin," you mumbled, her catching your mouth quickly, your kisses sloppy and deep between heavy pants. She nipped at your bottom lip and sucked on it, your lips surely swollen and bruised now as you felt the coiling tension in your stomach get tighter.

"Could he make you feel as good as I do?" She asked between pants.

You shook your head, shivering under her.

"Answer me." She demanded, squeezing your cheeks together.

"No, never, fuck Robin, I'm gonna-"

She quickly removed her fingers from you before your orgasm could peak, sitting up.

You groaned at the loss, rubbing your thighs together for some friction.

"Why did you-"

"As much as I wanna watch you fall apart underneath me right now," she teased in her raspy voice, "this isn't how I want you to cum."

She leaned over, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead, and grasped your hips tightly, making you yelp, as she yanked the apex of your thighs towards her face.

She licked a thick stripe up your dripping heat, making you push your hips to her face even further.

She began to lap you up rapidly, swirling her tongue along your folds as the coil in your stomach quickly returned. You moaned a mixture of her name and expletives, watching your best friend devour you senseless.

She inserted her tongue into your entrance, making you roll your hips and cry out in pleasure, reaching out to grab a fistful of her hair as she licked inside of you.

Robin then skimmed up your heat, licking a flat tongue over your clit, swirling around it with a fast and hard pace, then taking your swollen bud into her mouth, sucking and smacking her mouth on it ruthlessly, drowning you in absolute ecstacy. You gasped and gripped her hair tighter, making her moan against your heat. The vibration alone sent you over the edge.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Robin, I'm gonna cum-"

Your back arched as shockwaves gripped your body, pulsing against her mouth as you fell apart, her continuing to lap up your mess through your high until it came to a halt.

She let go of your hips, panting, her mouth wet with your slick as she dropped your lower half back onto the bed.

Robin leaned over you and kissed you feverishly, her face flushed, and you pulled her in deeper, tasting yourself on her tongue.

She plopped her back onto the bed, laying beside you, catching her breath as you both stared at the ceiling, your fingers interwining with hers as you held hands until both of you could steady yourselves.

"Robin," you started, "that was amazing-"

"I know," she smiled, "I know it was."

You looked over to her, chuckling a bit.

"You're feeling pretty proud of yourself right now, aren't you?"

She nodded excitedly, "Yep. I am."

She turned over to you and gazed at your fucked out face, smoothing your hair.

"Now everyone will know, I'm not your best friend."

You grinned. "Yeah, you're right," you gently kissed her swollen lips, "but everyone will know I'm not your best friend, either."

Robin looked at you questioningly.

A devilish smile came across your face.

"It's your turn."

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deltaharrington · 1 year

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“Don’t tell…”

Robin Buckley x Female!Reader

Warnings: angst (happy ending), make out

Summary: You and Robin have been dating for months, and keeping it a secret has been taking a toll on you.

“It’s 9:30. Robin, where are you?” You said to yourself, checking her watch.

“Is the person you’re waiting for coming? We’re about to close the kitchen” The waitress said and you shook your head before standing up, paying for the drinks you ordered.

You and your girlfriend of almost a year had planned a date about a week ago. You were going to eat at your favorite diner and go for a movie after.

That was supposed to happen 2 hours ago.

Robin had been very distant lately, and you knew it was due to the pressure of keeping your relationship a secret from her friends.

The drive back to your house was filled with tears and sad songs as she had never stood you up before.

Once you arrived home, you went straight to your room, not bothering to call Robin to tell her what she had done.

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The next day you took the bus instead of riding with Robin and Steve, not wanting to see either one of them.

The ride was long, but you still made it to school.

When the bus stopped, you noticed Robin waiting where the drop off was. “Fuck” You mumbled to yourself before making your way off the bus, trying to pass Robin.

“Hey-“ She started but you walked past “Y/n!?” She questioned and followed you. “Why are you ignoring me?” She asked and you had heard enough.

“Did you have fun yesterday?” You said plainly and she looked confused but nodded.

“Yeah- me Vickie and S-“

“You were with Vickie?” You said, hurt that your girlfriend blew you off for her old crush.

“Yeah- what’s the issue?” She said, confused.

“Y-You fucking blew me off- blew our date off…” You trailed off, your eyes welling with tears “For fucking Vickie?” You questioned and her eyes widened.

“Y/n- shit I must have forgotten” Robin said and pulled you away from everyone else “I felt pressured to stay so Vickie wouldn’t question me-” She said.

“So you didn’t forget? You just didn’t want her to know we were together?” You said, more hurt than ever. “And you lied to me” You added and wiped some of your tears away.

“I can’t keep doing this Robin” You said and she looked confused.

“What? I’m sorry, Y/n…please” She pled and you shook your head.

“I don’t want to be your little secret” You said “We need a break” You added and turned to walk away, leaving Robin shocked.

———

That week went by slow. You didn’t have to face Robin unless it was at work, which you loathed. She gave you a lost look every time she caught your eyes.

You felt terrible, but you wanted to be open about your relationship it was hurting you more to keep it a secret.

That Thursday you and Robin had to work alone together since Steve was off.

You didn’t like that idea but maybe this could fix things between you two. You missed her, and of course you still loved her.

Halfway through your shift, when the store wasn’t busy, you got Robins attention.

“Hey, I’m sorry for being rude the other day” You said and she shook her head.

“No- no you weren’t rude” She said “You had every right to be angry, I shouldn’t have ditched you” She said and sighed.

“It might be too forward, but I wanted to ask you if we could try again?” She said “No hiding this time” She said and you looked up at her.

“I’d like that” You said and she made her way towards you, causing your face to flush.

“Glad to know I still have an effect on you” She said and leaned down to capture your lips in hers.

You let your lips move in sync, your fingers gently tugging at her hair as the two of you kissed.

Things almost went further but the bell at the door rang.

It was Vickie.

You tensed up a bit and Robin noticed.

Vickie tried to flirt with Robin and it made you uncomfortable. You thought you were going to need to step out.

That was until Robin spoke up.

“Vickie, this is Y/n” She said and you waved, gasping a bit when Robin wrapped her arm around your waist.

“My girlfriend.”

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lightvixxen · 1 year

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Sapphic Sunday! My favorite day! So how about Robin x reader skinny dipping in lovers lake?

I'm so glad you guys enjoy it as much as I do!!

warnings: 18+ yall know the drill, allusions to smut, kinda pervy! robin (I couldn't help myself) written in app cause im lazy lol, not proof read or edited. Please reblog! it helps i promise.

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Robin had ideas...most of which was just a ploy to get you naked without seeming too weird but they were ideas. One of the most recent being to hangout at lovers lake together. It was a good idea, it being the middle of summer Hawkins was almost unbearable, so of course you agreed.

Drinks were flowing and the sun had begun to set, the others you had invited had gone home a while ago leaving just Robin and you. The two of you had taken a space up right next to the water, the waves occasionally touching your toes, which is probably prompted the idea in the first place.

"We should skinny dip." Your eyes widened because no way in hell did that sentence just come out of Robin's mouth!

"What?"

"You heard me, we should go skinny dipping! I mean we're the only ones here." She had a point. "Yeah, okay." You stood from where you had been laying, untying the straps to your bikini. Robin's eyes fell to your breasts immediately. Head being filled with images she only allowed herself to indulge in at night in her bed. She took her opportunity to stare before you noticed, once you reached for your bottoms she started to strip out of her one piece.

Once you got your bikini bottoms off you slowly waded into the water, a shiver running up your spine.

"Oh fuck! It's freezing!" Robin laughed, before joining you in the water.

"It's a lot more different then having swim suits on that is for sure" Robins eyes scanned over your face, trying not to look at your lips, or farther down. Yours did the same, you've liked Robin for sometime now, sneaking glances at her when she wasn't looking, and you weren't oblivious to how she managed to get you into situations where you'd have to get naked.

Deciding to finally make the first move, and the alcohol buzzing through your system. You looked at her lips, placing your hands on her waist. "I really want to kiss you right now."

Robin's breath caught in her throat, hyper aware of the fact your hands were placed on her bare skin.

"Fuck, please do."

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thornsnvultures · 2 years

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What's Mine is Yours

Robin Buckley x fem!reader

747 words, Robin needs to borrow a shirt after some jerk spills beer on her at one of Steve's parties.

cw: alcohol mention, taking off clothes (no smut, only horny)

18+, minors dni or you will be blocked

a/n: didn't get a chance to post this yesterday, but this is my day 1 submission for @flufftober 2022l. this is also my first time writing for Robin so be gentle pls

divider by @firefly-graphics

"This is why I don't come to Steve's stupid parties," Robin whined as she tried to blot out the stink of stale beer from her shirt. It obviously wasn't working, the drunk idiot who "accidentally" splashed her got her good.

"Stop, stop! You're gonna tear a hole through your shirt at this rate!" You grab her hand holding the copious amount of paper towels, laughing at her adorable frustration. "C'mon, I think I have a shirt in my car you can borrow."

You drag Robin through the rowdy crowd, oblivious to the way she stares at the back of your head as you go. Her cheeks turn pink at the tight feeling of your hand around hers and she stumbles when she looks down at where the two of you connect. She bumps into your back and stutters out an apology.

"Watch where you're going, pretty girl," you chuckle as you turn around to look over your shoulder, make sure she's okay. "We don't need you adding blood stains to your shirt too. They're a bitch to get out."

You make it out to your car, sucking in the cool night air. Sweet relief from the suffocating heat from the mass of bodies inside. It takes a second to dig around the back of your car but finally you find it, insisting it's clean as you hand it to Robin.

You look at her expectantly.

"Could you, uh...," she makes a twirling motion with her finger, shyly asking you to turn around.

"Oh! Of course, sorry."

You face the house, scanning the area for any possible pervs in the area who may be trying to sneak a peek.

Though as you listen to the rustling of Robin's denim jacket behind you, you feel like the creep. Biting your lip, you try to think of anything but turning around and looking, seeing what you've been dying to see since Steve introduced you to Robin months ago.

She was seeing someone else then, someone who wound up not working out. But the window for the two of you to get together had seemingly been missed. You'd become close friends, let her cry on your shoulder when they broke up, but never moved past that. You were afraid to lose your friend if the two of you wound up not working out either. That didn't mean you didn't stop wanting her, especially now when you could hear her drop her damp tshirt on the ground. It landed with a slightly wet plop and your breath caught in your throat.

"Oh my god."

Without thinking your head whipped around, worried that something was wrong. Instead you saw Robin standing there in her bra, holding up the shirt you gave her and staring at the images on the front. Two adorable, round, cartoon bees dressed in ghost costumes stared back at you as you started to laugh before both of you quickly remembered Robin still wasn't wearing a shirt. She squeaked in surprised and your face felt hot as you spun back around.

"Y/N are those what I think they are?"

"Oh my god, don't. I totally forgot I bought that shirt! That's why it was buried in my car."

Robin laughed as she tugged on you hand to turn you back around.

"I can't go back in there with boo-bees on my shirt!"

She was trying to play at being upset but neither of you could hold back your peeling laughter at the lame joke. Robin was laughing so hard she tumbled forward, holding your arms for support.

"I can't breathe," you wheezed. "You're right, you can't go back in there. Steve will never let you live it down. C'mon, get in. You want me to drop you off at home or...," you trailed off, your eyes searching her smiling face. You didn't want to leave her but you would if she asked.

"No. Take me to yours. I need to check your closet for more dorky shirts."

You bit your lip, holding back a dorky grin as she walked around to the passenger side. She opened the door and went to get inside but stopped halfway, looking over at you from over the roof.

"If I see anything I like, maybe I'll let you see my boo-bees."

You stood there, mouth agape as she laughed again and got in, calling for you to hurry up.

You never got in your car and drove home so fast in your life.

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izbelross · 2 years

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Warm feelings

A/N: Welcome back to a new fic based on my incapacity to stay away from obsessions. This new round we all need to thank @saddykar for chutarse an entire friday and weekend tolerating my cries for Eddie. So, here is the ending result of almost six litters of Coca cola, four bags of popcorn and many many others types of chunk food, a bunch of fics I'll be posting with the long part of this week and perhaps the next.

P.D.: this fic is shorter, as well the others will be, but I love them just as much... this fics are my beibis.

Pairings: Steve Harrington x reader.

Warnings: angst (for a while, relax) / fluff / kinda strong language / more fluff.

Synopsis: A year after closing the second portal to the Upsidedown, you find yourself in the limbo, trying to get over the nightmares, going through your last year at school, having to choose what path you'll like to take and between all of that, probably the most complicated part, were the feelings for your friend Steve. And the cherry on top? He was most probably still hung up with Nancy.

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As we already know, Hawkins is a hunted city, everyone could fall for the quietness at arriving but from then on the days only become longer, weirder and colder. But for you, disappearances, strange noises and red lights coming from nowhere at the darkest of night were pretty common occurrences.

You didn't just survived the majority of the last couple years by pure luck... well, yes, mostly, but because it was like a tradition to be a weirdo in WeirdLand too.

Honestly, the curious part of it all was the fact that you made friends along the way. Now you were part of "The Gang", the secret heroes of Hawkins. Quite amused, quite depressed and with some troubles that every teenager went through plus the knowledge that the unreal isn't as much as you all wanted it to be.

After all the "almost to death" bunch of experiences you've had, the year is coming to an end, you're to decide where you want to study and suddenly the need for money is there at every step, no matter if it is for your own amusement or because you'll be needing it to exist.

That's why you thanked whatever powerful being there is for the existence of Robin and Steve who helped you get into Family Videos and, that was not the best part, it was actually the extra amount of time you got to spend with Steve, your ehm, friend, best friend... the closest like- like the one who you loved and liked and who you didn't totally have a crush on.

And who you totally didn't cry at night to because even if you loved him and wanted to spend the rest of your miserable, imperfect and beautiful life with him, Steve was still hung up on Nancy, who just didn't happen to be probably the only girl he has loved but she was your friend as well.

Your relationship with Steve didn't bloom from day to night, oh no, no, no. You used to hate each other. Him being the rich popular kid at school and you the one who didn't give a single fuck what everyone else thought about you, not wanting to impress, not wanting to fit. So, it was kinda intense when you both got into trouble because one of his fake friends would try to prank you and he tried to help them or because you were each others headaches at class.

At the end, when you helped the kids with their weird friend and had to work with them, as well as the princess of school, you saw him change into a more mature person. You had a change too, don't get me wrong.

Going from the private suffocated being to at least being able to form long conversations, no matter how much they bored you. And trust, much more trust to your friends was thrown their way. Yep, this last year had being something that changed you.

"You should take another path y'know?" Told you Robin, while she unpacked the new VHS and you priced them. "Like... I don't know, Hawkins? For life? For adulthood? Yeah, nu huh, thank you but, I rather swallow a bunch of dicks before staying stuck here... I mean, look at us, this isn't the way we should be spending our youth, our golden years,"

Steve send you an amused look from behind the counter, doing his own task. Your heart didn't went on a running spree like every-time he took notice of you, nah, it actually did a double mortal with a steady fall, 10/10, normal, yep. "Aren't the golden days supposed to be when we're old?" He asked.

"Think we probably are old already," you sighed, getting up from the floor, where you sat two hours straight with Robin, your back making a popping sound that made both your friends chuckle. "Yep, old." Murmured Robin.

"C'mon girls! We still have a lot of years ahead!" You chanced a glance to the tired girl on the floor. "Yeah, let's see... where do you see yourselves from a few years on?"

Both Robin and you groaned, she going back to her duties at taking vhs out the box while you got closer to the counter where Steve was, in search of more stickers for the prices. He reclined on the table, a few inches away from your face. "C'mon darling" you ignored the way your body heated, "I imagine myself in a nice house, not too big, not too small. A good job, maybe one or two kids-"

"More than you already have?" "And- " Steve completely ignored Robin, you didn't dare look at him when he started to talk again, you already knew what he was going to say next. This wasn't the first time he has told you about what he wishes to have when older. "And the woman I love beside me."

Robin was about to start talking again but stoped herself when she looked at Steve, and then you and then again at Steve. "Shit", she thought. Standing as fast as she could she brought the box with her and started walking to the back of the store "I finished this box, I'll go for more! Keep doing your tasks children!" Robin smiled at Steve that sent her a grateful smile, you however looked at her like two tentacles had suddenly sprung from her retreating back.

"The fuck, Robin, there are still like two dozens of-" "I said I'll be back!" She interrupted you, and the last hanging sound was the door being shut.

"Well... if she isn't acting weird then I don't-" you didn't finish your sentence because of the sudden look Steve had, directed straight at your eyes. His brown eyes were heavy with an emotion you have never seen in him, not directed at you at least. "Are you- eh-" you cleared your throat, the computer at his side suddenly a quite interesting machine "you okay?"

Steve didn't answer, instead asked you the same question from moments before, "Where do you see yourself in the future, (y/n)?" He inclined his head, hair falling softly and your heart started a race for winning a price, you didn't know what but it surely was important, your being got stuck in there, the spot where Steve's eyes where roaming your face, warm eyes, soft smile waiting and big hands taking yours, caressing them. You cleared your throat again. "Can-" Steve licked his lips, "Can you look at me, (y/n)?"

Slowly, so slowly, your gaze moved to his face, looking at his lips, and nose, going straight to his eyebrows and then his hair, his stupid perfectly un-combed hair. And finally, finally, your eyes found his and in an instant your cheeks turned red.

Steve's smile widened and his hands tightened yours a little more, assuring himself, and you.

"I'll tell you more about the future I want." His body moved a bit closer, his eyes jumping from both of yours, to your lips and nose and back to your eyes. "I see, this home, warm, maybe a dog or a cat, I don't care. A little garden, three rooms. Two of them for the kids and," his nose brushed yours, and you giggled. Steve's eyes crinkling with the sound, "the last room, sweetheart... Our room." The next thing you know, his lips were in yours, a soft gasping moan coming from you and the sudden pull from one of his hands on your face grounding you from floating away.

Silk lips brushing yours at first, testing if you were okay with this, with Steve Harrington pushing your head to his from the neck, moaning in your mouth and kissing you harder. His lips parting and his tongue darting out. He let out a long pleasured moan when your own tongue touched his.

So, so much for being just a dream. It was enough for you to lock your hand in his, the other finding way on his cheek. Both of you let out muffled giggles that broke the long deep contact but didn't stop you from pecking his lips. "What do you think, hmm?"

Steve didn't let you get as far, his forehead pressed against yours, breathing heavily and leaving small kisses every few seconds on your smiling lips. "I would definitely like a cat." He laughed at that, eyes closing with the force of his happiness. Getting impatient with the fucking counter between you, he jumped over it and dragged you to his body. Arms enveloping you and not letting you move too far, only for his mouth to find yours again. Kissing you deeply.

Now you did let yourself fall on his embrace, moving your arms one around his neck and the other to his back, obliging him to incline his tall frame on you.

Minutes went past, with you against the counter while Steve kissed you, all tongue and teeth, and small giggles, tired laughs. His lips brushing against your jaw, leaving the tingle sensation of love that only the love of your life could mark on you. You stroked his hair and pulled when his lips found in your neck that spot that made you moan near his ear. Steve only letting out a raspy chuckle.

With your body inclining more to his, who started to push you more against the counter, your back arching with the edge pressing to your middle back. Time passed, floating endlessly around you two.

A muffled "Hey... guys?" Was barely heard from behind the backdoor. Between Steve's hands squeezing your hips here and there you didn't hear Robin until her fist slamming against the door made you both jump. "Not me being a bad friend, cutting your moment, which I really hope you are having because I'm tired of both of you whining about the other, but I think I might have, kinda "kinda" locked myself in here..."

You shared a look with Steve, smiles coming into laughs, one of his arms still on your waist, two pair of running hearts and red cheeks. "Could you be so kind to get me out? It's kinda getting hard to breath, I'm not really fond of small spaces, y'know? Yeah, you know... I mean-"

"Coming!" You said and before you walked to open the door, your hand was hanging onto Steve's neck, your lips kissing his. As if something normal between you. It lasted a few seconds but it was enough to leave him breathless when you pulled away, murmuring softly to him, "I love you too, Steve." Proud of the idiot smile you left on his face, you went to open the door.

Turns out you were absolutely wrong, and you have never been more happy about it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington comfort #steve harrington friends to lovers #steve harrington fandom #robin stranger things #robin buckley #robin buckley x best friend!reader

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miss-celestial-being · 2 years

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Payphone

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𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: robin buckley x fem!reader

𝑠𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: y/n gets kicked out and turns to her best friend for help

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: *homophobia, brief abuse(?), hurt/comfort, angst in the beginning but ends up really fluffy, abrupt ending, written in less than two hours, not edited

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 1.2k (not very long but i had inspiration 🤷‍♀️)

𝑎𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: *i mean a lot of homophobia, basically the entire beginning is just filled with it

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

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Y/n sighs tiredly as she sits on the edge of her bed, thoughts racing as she bit her nails. She couldn't get her out if her head. Her eyes. Her hair. Her lips-

"Honey?" Her mom asked as she knocked on the door. Y/n looked up, panic in her eyes. "Oh, honey. C'mere." Her eyes softened as she walked toward her daughter, offering a gentle smile and open arms. Y/n sobbed silently into her mom's shoulder, hyperventilating. "Shh, it's ok, hun, why are you crying?" Y/n pulled away to look at her mom's face, looking down quickly after. "Hey, you can tell me anything." Y/n shook her head, sniffling as she looked around her room, avoiding her mother's gaze. "Y/n, I need you to tell me what's wrong. Did someone hurt you? Touch you?" Y/n cleared her throat, another sob itching at her throat in attempt to escape.

"No, nothing like that." Her voice barely above a whisper. "Is it a boy?" Y/n wanted to laugh. Of course that's where her head went. Y/n looked at the window, planning her escape for when this all went south. "Not exactly." Her mom placed a hand on her shoulder. "Then what is it?"

"I-" She started, her voice cracking as she felt tears flowing down her cheeks once more. "I think I like girls." Her mother barely heard her, the only implication being that her face hardened, her once soft features now angry as she stood, stepping away from her daughter. "No. I will not have my own daughter being a- a sinner." She looked at Y/n with disgust. "Out of my house." Y/n looked up at her mother with a stunned expression. "What?" "Get out or fix yourself, your choice. But I will not tolerate someone like you–like that–living in this household. Get. Out." Y/n shook her head, panic now blocking her airways as she cried. "No, mom, please." Her mother stepped closer, hatred laced in her glare.

A hand slapped across her face, whipping her head to the side at the force. "You do not get to call me that. Get out." Y/n held her face as she stood, cowering like a hurt baby dear. She walked to her dresser to pack when she was pulled back by her hair. "No, you don't get to wear anything from that dresser till you're fixed. Now leave." She stood with her arms crossed as she watched her daughter run out the door and down the stairs, picking up 50 cents as quietly as she could manage before she left.

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Tears rolled down her cheeks as she typed in the familiar phone number into the machine. It rang a few times before she answered the phone.

"Hello?"

Y/n didn't reply, words caught in her throat. The voice repeated a few times before Y/n let out a quiet sob, whispering into the payphone, "Hi."

"Y/n? Y/n is that you? What happened? Are you ok?" Robin's voice grew louder with each question, worried for her friend. "I," Y/n started, wiping a tear from her cheek, "I don't know." She took a shaking breath, looking around her. "Can- uh- can I come over?" Robin was quick to answer, "Yes, Yeah of course!" Y/n nodded, clearing her throat. "Th-thanks." She hung up the phone, leaning against it for a moment.

She walked with her hands in her pants pockets, wishing she had grabbed a jacket on her way out as a breeze blew by. She knew she looked a mess, it was even more apparent by the stares she received from her neighbors.

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She knocked on Robin's door, so light Robin wouldn't have heard it if she weren't listening for it. She opened the door quickly, bringing Y/n into a hug as she brought her inside. "Are you ok? What happened?"

Y/n cried once more, feeling comforted in her best friend's arms. "Hey, look at me." Robin spoke quietly, tilting Y/n's face up gently. "Tell me what happened." Y/n's eyes fell to Robin's lips, so close her her own, Y/n's face heating as she looked away. "My mom kicked me out. She-" Her head fell to loom down at her lap. "She called me a sinner." Robin froze, eyes angry at the woman that called the angel next to her a sinner. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to comfort her friend before she marched to her house to beat the shit out of that bitch. "Why?"

Y/n was now hyper aware of Robin–how close she was, how their legs were nearly touching, how Robin's hand was holding her arm with the lightest touch. "I told her," Y/n paused, looking into Robin's eyes for a brief moment, looking back down at her lap to whisper the rest, "I told her I like girls." Robin swore her heart stopped, eyes wide as she felt the world around the her slow. "Wh-what?" She stuttered, internally hitting herself for sounding so dumb.

Y/n felt tears prick at her eyes once again. "I- I'll just go, you- uhm, you never have to talk to me again, I'm sorry." She spoke almost too quickly for Robin to understand as she stood from her spot on the couch, walking toward the door–almost. "What? No, Y/n." Robin's fingers wrapped around the girl's wrist, pulling her back. "Why would I ever stop talking to you?" Y/n looked at her lips, heart beating out of her chest as all rational thoughts stopped.

Y/n pressed her lips against Robin's, a soft hand on Robin's cheek. Y/n pulled back, noticing her friend's frozen stance. "Shit, I'm sorry." Y/n blinked away the tears as she reached for the door again. Robin woke from her trance, pulling Y/n back in to kiss her, a small smile forming as the kiss grew deeper. Y/n's hands now tangled in Robin's hair, Robin's hands on her waist. They pulled back at the sound of dishes falling, turning to see Robin's mother standing there with wide eyes as she stared at the two girls, broken plates and cookie crumbs as her feet.

Robin's mom froze, trying to comprehend what happened as she took a deep breath. She slowly bent down to pick up the larger pieces of the plate, walking back into the kitchen. "Don't walk here without shoes, girls. I'll get started in dinner." Her voice sounded stunned, slippers crunching as she walked back to the stove.

Robin turned to Y/n, face beet red. Y/n smiled shyly, looking down at her shoes. Robin hummed in thought, making Y/n look up i to her eyes. "What?" Robin shook her head. "It's dumb." Y/n touched her arm gently. "What is it?" "I've been wanting to do that for years." Robin admitted, chuckling nervously.

Y/n held Robin's face, kissing her red cheeks, then her nose, then her forehead, before finally making her way back to the girl's lips, savoring the sweet taste of her chapstick. They pulled away, smiling overtaking their features as they interlocked hands. "I'm glad." Robin bumped their noses together, lips nearly touching again. "You wanna go rent a movie? We can eat junk food and cuddle." She mumbled the last part, nibbling at her lip slightly. "I'd like that." Y/n whispered back, running her fingers through Robin's hair. She brought her in for one last kiss, this time messier as the two beamed.

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i have a gif if i were to do a part two so lmk if i should do one

#boredbeeswrite #robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x best friend!reader #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley x you #robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley fanfic

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zoloft-and-anime · 2 years

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people of stranger things tumblr i have a proposal

how would y’all feel about a childhood best friend!robin x reader fic?

lots of gay panic, occasional angst, hidden feelings, steve trying to be a good wingman, definitely 18+ at some points…

i have so many thoughts

EDIT- JUST SO YALL KNOW THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS OF THIS FIC HAVE BEEN POSTED ON MY PAGE 😘

#robin buckley #stranger things #stranger things 4 #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x you #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley smut #robin buckley angst #robin buckley x fem!reader #robin buckley x best friend!reader #robin buckley imagine #robin buckley x female reader #steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 2 years

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imagine falling for your best friend robin. you've known each other for years, practically spending every day together. you were both inseparable. you loved her in every way a person can love someone.

and now, as you lay beside her in your bed, you can't help the smile on your face as you watch her snoring, her mouth hanging open and her hair stuck up against the pillow. she's perfect, so so perfect. and your heart hurts everytime you look at her because you're harbouring so much love for her you feel like you might just explode.

'i love you', you want to say, 'i love you so fucking much it hurts.'

but you can never utter those words for fear that you'll ruin what you already have with her. you honestly don't think you could live without her. so your only option is to push down the truth that so desperately wants to claw its way out of your throat every second you're with her. because you'd rather that than lose her completely.

you smile, glancing at her one last time before closing your eyes and whispering, 'i love you.'

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so i'm actually attempting to write a full fic like this but i'm posting this anyway. hoping to maybe finish the full fic tho but idk🤷‍♀️😅

#robin buckley #robin buckley x reader drabble #robin buckley x best friend!reader #robin buckley x reader angst #robin buckley imagine #robin x reader #robin buckley fanfic #maya hawke #stranger things #stranger things fic

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mewwss · 2 years

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Tension — Robin Buckley

Desc ; There’s always been tension between you and Robin, while watching a movie something unexpected happens..

Pairing ; Robin Buckley x Fem!bestfriend!reader

Third Person Pov !

Every since 9th grade year, Robin & Y/N have been like two peas in a pod. They did everything together, down to talking about girls together.

Tonight was Friday movie night, Every Friday the two girls got together and picked two movies that they both liked.

“Robs!” Y/N wraps her arms around Robin’s shoulders.

Robin smiles while wrapping her arms around Y/N’s waist.

She slightly laughed at the height difference between each of them.

Y/N pulls away from her. “I’ve missed you” She says with a bright smile.

“It’s only been 5 hours.” Robin snickers.

“5 hours too long.” Y/N rolls her eyes in a playful manner.

Before Robin can speak again, the girl in front of her is beaming with excitement as she grabs her arm, running over to her couch.

“Jesus.” Robin mumbles to herself with a snicker.

“Okay, so are we watching ‘Back to the Future’ again?” Y/N asks, looking through the movies.

“Yeah, it’s a classic.” Robin nods.

“You say that every time, Robs!” She says as she slightly pouts as she pulls out the movie.

“Because it’s true, squirt.” Robin says.

“I told you to stop calling me squirt! It bothers me.” Y/N bites the inside of cheek.

Robin snickers a bit. “Aw, cmon. You know i’m just joking!”

Y/N huffs as she walks over to the couch.

She sits down beside her best friend as the movie begins to play.

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Around twenty minutes into the movie, two characters kiss, making the tension that was already in the air worse.

Robin slightly blushes as she looks down at Y/N cuddled up into her.

“I hope we can—”

Before Y/N can finish, Robin’s lips are on hers.

She puts her hand onto her best friends cheek as they continue kissing.

Y/N smiles into the kiss before pulling away.

They both just stare at each other for a minute with love before Robin begins to ramble.

“—I’ve never said anything because i thought you were with Steve, and maybe if you guys didn’t date i would’ve been right by your side and also, i’ve been really in love with you sinc—”

Y/N smiles internally as she kissing Robin on the cheek.

“Robs, it’s fine. I’ve also been in love with you since like.. Forever.” She says with a smile.

Robin wraps her arms around her with bright smile, knowing that she’s Y/N’s & Y/N is hers.

#robin buckley #robin stranger things #robin buckley x best friend!reader #robin buckley x fem!reader #best friend!reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things

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feelslikeddie · 2 years

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word count - 206

warnings - best friends to lovers , reader wears makeup , slightly clueless!reader , clueless!robin

bestfriend!robin who all she thinks about is you and constantly talks to nancy and steve about you. wondering why you're always in her mind but just put it down to you're just such a good friend. but nancy and steve know why.

bestfriend!robin who loves watching you do your makeup no matter where you're going or how you're doing it if she's there. she's right next to you watching.

bestfriend!robin who also loves to ask you to do her makeup.

bestfriend!robin who wants to hold your hand but is too scared to. you notice her fidgeting when she tries but you aren't quite sure why she does it.

bestfriend!robin who sneaks your favorite movies from family video.

bestfriend!robin who constantly shares new songs she finds and mixes her own tape to give to you full of your and her favorite songs.

bestfriend!robin who prank calls steve and nancy for no good reason but just to hear their panicked voices when she says something outrageous, and to hear your laugh.

bestfriend!robin who panics when you two have a sleepover, not out of nervousness but just because she finally realized she has a crush on you.

bestfriend!robin who finally asks you out by sneaking, more or less falling, in your window at 3 am a week after realizing by awkwardly telling you how steve and her were talking so she decided to just go for it.

girlfriend!robin who finally gets to kiss you <33

#robin buckley #lesbian #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley x reader #stranger things #robin buckley x best friend!reader #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley my favorite lesbian

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jaebeomsbitch · 11 months

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Best Friend's Kisses (E.M.)

Summary: After seventeen long years of friendship Eddie decides to fulfill a ten year old promise. Something whispered in the middle of the night. He gives you the best gift of all.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem! reader, really only mentioned like two or three times

Mid-twenties Eddie and reader. Mechanic! Eddie

Warning: Slight smut at the end, talks of insecurity, making out, flirting, swearing, and melancholy reader. MINORS DNI!

AN: This is only my third fic on here. I'm still trying to understand the formatting.

Eddie Munson had been your friend since you met him on the playground in third grade. He had defended you against some asshole kid who tried to take away your toy. Pushed him to the ground and yelled at him, you’d been inseparable since then. You saw each other through the awkward phases of becoming teenagers, watched him struggle through high school, and then eventually graduate.

Now you were both in your mid twenties, still having movie nights at the Munson’s every Friday after your shift at the record shop. You had a chance to leave, to go to college in New York but you turned it down. Not that you told Eddie, you didn’t want him to feel guilty. Truthfully you did stay for him, afraid that he might break without you but, did he really need you?

Eddie was an incredible sweetheart, making friends left and right with whoever would listen to him. It seemed like anyone that had a chance to really talk to him could see beyond the rumor around him. He was surrounded by people who loved him. Sometimes you regret staying, maybe you could’ve become something. Maybe you could’ve gotten a good degree, move your parents out of this shitty town but you were afraid.

The truth being you use Eddie as a crutch, you always had. Hiding behind him, gripping onto the back of his shirt as he yelled at another person for you, cleaning him up after he fought with a guy for groping you, Eddie was your protector in a sense. So you stay, stay in the shitty down you despise, wallow in self pity for being a fucking coward like you always are, and spending your days drinking or getting high with Eddie and his friends.

Today was a special day, Eddie had gotten a job at a mechanic shop. He always said that when he got his first paycheck he’d buy you something really special. He’d jump around from job to job until he found Earl. Earl was the only person who truly gave Eddie a chance.

“Honey, I’m home,” He jokes, walking into the trailer. Already expecting you to be lying on his bed when he comes home like you always are. He walks in shoulders hunched, face covered in grease stains, and hair knotted. “Gonna take a shower, then’ll be back. Got something exciting for you sweetheart,” He smiles, grabbing the pile of clothes you left on the foot of his bed ready for him. “Toodaloo,” he wags his fingers behind him as he exits the room.

Oh god what did he get you? Eddie had a reputation for going overboard, always saying he had to spoil his ‘princess’ because you were his longest friend. Always rambling about how you deserved the world for sticking by his side. Steve and Robin like to tease him, poking fun at your friendship. Always whispering, “you’ve never thought ‘bout it?” with their questioning gazes. It didn’t matter what either of you said, they never believed you. They could see the way the tips of your ears turned red or the way Eddie silently threatened Steve.

“I feel so much better,” He sighs, throwing himself next to you. He cuddles into the pillow, throwing the sheets over himself. “You forgetting something?” You laugh.

“Oh shit, sorry. M’tired,” He mumbles, eyes open wide. “Just go to sleep, Eds. You can give me whatever it is tomorrow,” You whisper. Trying to lull him back to sleep as you massage his scalp. “No, been waiting forever,” He murmurs, eyes blinking slowly. He must’ve been really tired for him to forget dinner. Eddie was never one to skip meals, always saying they were his favorite part of his day. You watch him sleep, he looks so peaceful with his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. It isn’t until you hear the phone ring that you move your hand from his curls.

“Hello?” You whisper trying not to wake him up. “Oh hey! I was expecting Eddie,” Steve says on the line. “He got home and fell asleep immediately, I was just about to make dinner. What’s up?” You ask.

“You sound so domestic, like a housewife,” Steve chuckles.

“Yeah, yeah. Hardy har har.” You roll your eyes leaning against the wall.

“H-has he given you the present yet?” He asks out of nowhere.

“No, he just said he had something for me then fell asleep two seconds later. I don’t know what he did today but he skipped lunch. You know how unusual that is for him,” you say slightly concerned.

“It’s just… he loves you a lot you know?” Steve says, his voice sounding a little weird.

“Yeah and I love him too,” You reply quickly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Just… keep that in mind, I’ll see you tomorrow,” He says.

“What wh-” He hangs up. What the fuck was that about? Of course you’d see Steve and the gang tomorrow, it was your weekly get together with the adults of the group but this felt weird. It almost felt like something monumental was supposed to happen today.

You try to shake away the feeling, looking through the fridge to see what they have. Cheese and tortillas, the ones you brought from home because you ‘accidentally’ bought two packs. You make quesadillas like you’ve made all your childhood, they were quick to make and easy for Eddie to eat while he’s half asleep. He had this miraculous way of waking up, eating, and forgetting that he even ate when he woke up.

“Eds… Teddie,” you whisper, gently shaking his shoulder until he groans. He gained the nickname after a long night of calling each other annoying nicknames, you saw your childhood teddy bear and instantly thought of Eddie. Just like it, he brought you comfort and he was also the person to give it to you. Claimed he won it in a claw machine for twenty five cents but you knew he had saved his money for weeks to buy it for you. You'd seen it at the store when your mom dragged you shopping for your sister's new clothes.

“I know, I know, baby. Just eat and you can go back to sleep okay,” You whisper, sitting on the ledge of the bed next to him. He slowly blinks, turning toward you as he scratches his neck languidly.

“Come on, eat,” You show him the plate but he still blinks at you not understanding. So you feed him like a sick child, watching as he takes little bites and tilting his head forward when he needs a drink. “Go back to sleep,” You whisper, kissing him on the forehead as his eyes close again.

Steve was right, it all felt entirely domestic. You’d never treat him, Robin, or any of your other friends like this but Eddie, he was special. Your heart clenches at the idea, always longing for Eddie in a way you know is not possible. Always afraid you’d ruin your seventeen years of friendship, afraid you’d lose the one person who made you feel comfortable. You’d always cuddled with him, he was overly touchy with you to the point that everyone thought you were together. You were always off limits to the other guys in Hawkins, only ever catching the eye of passersby. You fall asleep, thinking about all the should haves and could haves.

The sun filters through the small crack in the curtains hitting you straight in the face. You look around the room, remembering you fell asleep next to Eddie. His arm is around your waist, head buried in your neck, hair tickling your nose. You try to stretch as much as you can while being basically pinned down by Eddie.

“Ten more minutes,” he mumbles, pulling you closer.

“You slept for sixteen hours already,” you snort.

“Not enough,” He nuzzles into your neck.

“You gotta stop that or I’m gonna piss myself,” You say, trying to pry his arm off of you.

“Do it, you wouldn’t dare,” He challenges.

“No I wouldn’t but seriously, I gotta go!” you say more urgently.

“Fine, but you jump right back in bed the minute you finish,” He bargains.

“It’s almost one o’clock, I am not staying in bed,” You protest, still pulling at his arm.

“Either way you still owe me a present,” You say.

“Oh shit, I forgot,” He says, finally letting you go. You run to the bathroom to take care of yourself, peeing and brushing your teeth. You’d had a toothbrush right next to Eddie’s since your first sleepover, he always took charge of changing it out every couple of months.

“So what’s the plan for today?” You ask, rummaging through his closet.

“Eat, present, meet Robin and Nance and 'em,” He says, standing up from the bed to join you. He picks up a pair of black jeans, his favorite because “they fit him the best and they make his ass look good,” according to Eddie. It was warm out, you could already tell by the heat in the trailer so he picks out a cutoff tee that shows off the sides of his ribs if he moves a certain way. He didn’t know this was your favorite shirt of his. He always looked so fucking hot with it on, his tattoos peaking through the side, his midriff exposed at the corner of your eye. Well if he was going to play that game you needed a better outfit, no band tee for you.

You search through your overnight bag for the black lacy cami top that usually leaves him speechless and a pair of shorts. He looks at the outfit in your hand and gulps.

“Great, I’m starving,” You wink at him as you walk by. What the fuck were you doing? What has gotten into you? He might’ve just been thirsty or something. There was no guarantee he even noticed what you grabbed or even cared. When you come out dressed you hear Wayne’s voice to the right of you talking to Eddie about his job.

“Good…afternoon!” You greet them.

“Finally decided to wake up I see,” Wayne says, eyebrow raised. He wasn’t judging you, he liked to tease but he knew how hard Eddie and you worked. He always treated you like a dad, more than your own father. He was protective and caring in his own way.

“Blame Teddie,” You nudge Eds in the ribs.

“You know I need my beauty rest,” He says, flicking his hair.

“Maybe you need to sleep longer,” Wayne’s eyes light up, teasing Eddie.

“Some sleep would do you good,” Eddie says, tone more serious. Wayne had been picking up more shifts lately, you had hardly seen him the last three weeks.

“I’m already as pretty as I��ll get,” Wayne grumbles, not liking Eddie’s concern.

“Weren’t y’all ‘bout to get food, c’mon get,” Wayne pushes you both out, slamming the door behind you two.

“He really is overworking himself,” You sigh as you climb into Eddie’s van.

“I know, that’s why I’ve been taking longer hours at the shop. Just want to take some burden off the old man,” He says, eyes focused on the road. You both sit in silence on the drive to Benny’s, thinking about how stuck you felt.

You wanted to help Wayne in any way you could but you still weren’t making enough money. You rented out a room from your parents because according to them the second you turn eighteen they weren’t supposed to help you anymore. Even if you wanted to leave you couldn’t afford the lease. You remember all those nights with Eddie, dreaming of the day you finally became adults so you could become independent.

“We’re here,” Eddie says, snapping his finger in front of your face.

“Fuck, you scared the shit out of me,” You jump, hand clutching your chest.

“What’s got you so spaced out?” Eddie asks, during the short walk into the diner and into your “designated” booth.

“Nothin’” you say, playing with the salt and pepper shakers.

“C’mon tell me what’s on your mind,” He pushes.

“I just wish I could do something to help Wayne out,” You sigh, not looking up at him.

“Me too,” He says, taking the pepper from your hand and playing with it. You didn’t expect the heavy atmosphere but thankfully it's broken when Doris comes over with your drinks. You always ordered the same thing, every week.

“Here’s your cola’s, just put in your order,” She smiles.

“Thank you!” you beam at the sugary beverage.

“There’s something magical in these sodas I swear,” You moan, as you gulp it down.

Eddie’s looking at you through his eyelashes, tongue swiping at his bottom lip.

“Yeah tastes pretty good,” He observes, voice deeper than normal and pupil’s slightly blown out. You make conversation over your pancake breakfasts, talking about shitty customers and bonding over telling them to fuck off. The tension from earlier is gone as Eddie promises he can scarf down his food in less than ten minutes.

“I never said you couldn’t do it, I just said it wasn’t worth the upset stomach I know you’re gonna have,” You say, walking toward his van.

“Well it was worth it,” He gives you a toothy smile.

“Now for the big event,” He says, as you both get in the van.

“Big event?” You question.

“Got you a surprise, something I promised you a long time ago,” He says, staring into your eyes. There’s something there you don’t recognize, his gaze looking different. You wrack your brain trying to decipher his riddle. What did he promise you? He had made so many promises over the years, pinkies intertwining each other as Gareth made fun of your childish ways.

“Okay…” You look at him suspiciously.

“But, I’m gonna need to blindfold you,” He says, eyes full of mischief.

“Ooh kinky,” you wag your eyebrows at him. His eyes slightly widen before he snaps out of it and grabs a scrap of fabric from his door.

“Turn around for me sweetheart,” He mumbles. You can’t help but slightly shake as he places the opaque fabric over your eyes, his hand brushing the back of your head as he knots it in place. The entire act felt all too intimate, your heavy breaths in the silent van weren’t helping either.

“Can you see anything?” He asks, presumably waving a hand in your face as you turn to sit straight.

“Nothing, scouts honor,” You say, raising two fingers.

“You weren’t even in the scouts,” He laughs, turning the key in the ignition. You don’t know what direction you’re heading in.

“Oh my god are you gonna murder me? Been playing the long con? Get me comfortable so I go without protest,” You tease.

“Oh yeah, gonna chop you up in the forest in the name of satan,” He says dramatically.

“Sounds ‘bout right,” You laugh, as he pulls to a stop.

“We’re here, just give me a second” He says, opening the door and rounding the car to open yours less than a second later.

“Wrap your arms around my neck princess,” He says, carrying you out of the van and placing you on your feet.

“Woah,” You grab onto his arm as the dizziness sets in.

“You alright?” He asks, concerned laced in his voice.

“Yeah just give me a second. M’dizzy” You say, gripping harder onto his bicep.

“Take your time,” He says.

“I’m ready,” You say after a minute. “Okay, just follow my voice. It’s a trust exercise,” you can hear the smile in his voice as he leads you. “There’s like three steps, just take ‘em slow. Here’s the first one,” He says, stopping so you can get your footing. He leads you up the last two, “Before you take your blindfold off… just, I don’t know. J-just I don’t even know how to explain it,” He says, voice full of nervousness.

“Eds, I feel like I've been blindfolded for an hour. If this is another prank I will fucking kill you,” You threaten.

“Not a joke, promise,” He says, “Ready?”

“Been ready,” You answer. He takes your hand putting something cold in it and leaning over your shoulder to see the knot. You blink at the sudden light, trying to grab your bearings.

“W-what?” You asked confused. He’d placed a key in your hand, you were standing in front of a house.

“We always promised we’d move out together, it was time for me to bank it in,” He smiles.

“Wait, what?” You still couldn’t believe it. It had to be some sort of joke, he probably found this key on the floor.

“C’mon open the door,” He nods his head in the direction of the lock.

“You’re serious?” You ask, eyes wide in shock.

“As a heart attack. C’mon! I’ve been waiting for months to show you it,” He says, pressing you to open the lock. Your hands shake as you approach the door, the key surprisingly sliding in and turning. Oh no he wasn’t lying, this wasn’t an epic prank. You open the door to an empty living room, his hand guiding you inside.

“I haven’t picked out the furniture yet, thought you’d want to do it together,” He stammers, as you silently scan over the room. It was nice, the entrance opened to the living room, to the left was an open floor plan kitchen, and to the right a bedroom.

“T-together?” You stutter. You were speechless.

“I know how much you hate living at your folks home and you know we made that promise that we’d move out together when we had the money,” He says scratching the back of his neck. He was nervous at your lack of response, did you hate the house? Maybe he should have consulted you first.

“So you and me, living together?” You question, taking in every single detail.

“Yes, just you and me. Maybe Wayne but I doubt he’ll leave the trailer. He’ll finally have a bedroom again though,” He trails off.

“Holy shit, this is for real?” You ask again, walking around the living room toward the kitchen.

“Oh my god how many times do I have to say yes. Did I tie that blindfold too tight? Not enough oxygen in your brain” he chuckles at his joke. You jump into his arms, legs straddling his waist. You hold onto him like a monkey as he grabs your thighs.

“This is the best present ever! Holy shit, Eddie,” You say hugging him close.

“Least I can do for your long years of serving me loyally,” He laughs, walking deeper into the house. You slide down his body as he pulls you through, giving you the grand tour. The house had three bedrooms total, apparently he got an insane deal on the property. Someone from the shop got a huge opportunity in Indianapolis and was trying to get rid of it. They passed down the title to Eddie instead of going through a broker.

“Now this, I think may be your favorite part,” He says, pulling you toward the back door. Your hands entwined, which was not unusual for you both. He opens the door to a beautiful garden, the previous owners must’ve loved this place. It was full of flowers and fruit trees.

“There’s a perfect shady spot to read your books, we could put a table out there and have breakfast together,” He says.

“Holy shit Eddie, it’s perfect,” You say, pulling him in for another hug. He’s bent at an awkward angle to meet your height. Without thinking you peck him on the lips before letting him go and walking down the steps to the garden. You look back at him still frozen in that weird position.

“What’s wrong?” You ask oblivious to what you had just done.

“D-did you just kiss me?” He asks, running down the stairs to meet you halfway down the yard.

“T-that was-” You stutter, realizing what happened. He towers over you, hand tilting your face upward as he kisses you again.

“This okay?” he mumbles into your lips. You move your hands to his shoulders, nails digging into the skin. “Mhm,” You agree, trying to pull him closer. His tongue swipes against your bottom lip with a groan, his kisses becoming more desperate. You open your mouth inviting him in, his tongue mapping out your mouth as you moan. “F-fuck,” You breathe out as he pulls away, kissing down your neck. You’d never been touched like this by Eddie, his hands running all over you anguished for a piece of skin to grab onto. He leans his forehead against yours, as you both catch your breath, his hands under your shirt on your hips.

“W-what was that,” You stammer.

“Been wanting to do that since middle school,” His breath ghosts over your face as he leans back to look at you, skin flushed and chest rising rapidly.

“Since fourth grade,” You laugh, throwing your arms around his neck to pull him down to your level.

“That long?” He says incredulously.

“You were my first crush,” You admit, face flushing at the confession.

“You were mine!” He says, voice raising in astonishment.

“So we could’ve been doing that for fuckin’ years?” He says more to himself than you.

“Guess so,” You shrug your shoulders.

“No wonder everyone thought we were dating. You made the goo goo eyes at me I made the goo goo eyes at you,” He laughs.

“That was your fault! You always had an arm around my shoulder or were holding my hand. Anyone would’ve thought we were together!” You reply.

“As if you didn’t love it. Don’t think I didn’t see the way you look at me when I wear this shirt,” He teases.

“So you admit you did it on purpose?” You ask, smacking his chest.

“Course gotta make you all nervous,” He pecks you on the lips.

“Well don’t think I don’t notice all the times you stare at my boobs especially when I wear this,” You motion to your outfit.

“I fucking knew it! You’re a temptress y’know that?” He growls, pulling you in for another kiss.

“Anyway, I was always touching you because I didn’t want anyone hanging around my girl,” He mumbles at his admission, neck and cheeks flushed.

“Your girl?” You question, eyebrow raised.

“Always have been, always will be,” He reveals.

“You don’t know how many girls I had to fight off,” You chuckle.

“No way! I had to fight off half the town. You don’t even know how many fist fights I got into because of you,” he says.

“Girls are a lot more vicious. You know there was always a rumor going around about you,” You divulge.

“Oh yeah?” He motions for you to go on. “Always heard you had a big dick,” You reveal before hiding in his chest. You feel his chest vibrate as he laughs, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He teases.

“Yes I would,” You say, gaining confidence. You look up at him, the way his chocolate brown eyes are swallowed by his pupils. He pulls you in for another kiss, this one faster and more aggressive, it almost felt primal.

“Finally!” Robin cheers from the door, Eddie groans at the sound. He forgot he called them while you were changing. Steve, Robin, and Nancy scramble down the stairs giving you both congratulations. Gareth, Jeff, and, Grant arriving a few minutes later. Eddie’s annoyance dies down when he sees your face loving the way you laugh around your friends. You spend the rest of the afternoon drinking and eating take out with them. Nancy had brought a board game, this felt like home. Having them all here, Eddie's arm wrapped around you as he kisses your temple. You were finally home.

Eddie was finally yours and you were finally his. All your internal struggles and insecurities paid off. You had won the big prize at the fair! You spend the night on a blow up mattress with Eddie, eventually popping it because he has no control. After years of waiting you both felt more than desperate, clawing at each other's clothes.

“Shit- shit shit! M’close,” You moan.

“Fuck me too!” his eyes roll to the back of his head, thrusting in and out at a brutal pace.

“Say you’re mine, wanna hear it,” He begs.

“M’yours, always yours,” You claw at his back. “Yes yes yes yes,” He rambles until you’re both seeing stars. He pulls out of you, pulling you to his sweaty chest.

“This has to be a dream,” He exhales, staring at the ceiling. You kiss his chest in response. It was all too real. Your dreams had become reality. You finally had Eddie in your arms. You were his and he was yours just like you both promised when you were children.

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~ never did this before | virgin!Eddie Munson x virgin! Thick!Fem Reader \\ modern au

This story is based off the song Wet Dreamz by Jcole **recommend listening to it first to understand the story// can be perceived/read regardless if you are a poc; as I am mixed ♡ [descriptions of reader having tan skin and brown eyes; so it meets in the middle if you are a poc or not]

• Summary: after weeks of flirting and crushing on each other, you finally pop a serious question into your bestfriend Eddie’s head, and he has a hard time providing you with an honest answer // this is more like a rom com

• Warnings: MDNI; smut (not too explicitly) fluff, both kinda experienced? soft Eddie, cocky Eddie, sassy reader, brief mentions of smoking and drinking, he’s a little bit of a perv, masturbation, 69, protected piv, premature ejaculation, heavy petting, grinding, confessions, slight insecure thoughts? (both are 18+) word count :3.4k //sry 4 errors

Eddie’s Pov

Calculus. The last class of the day. My favorite class overall.

There she sat, giggling on her phone, showing me silly photos she took of her dog Skittle, the sun shining just right on her honey toned tanned skin, hair laying just as perfect as ever in that simple, claw clip. Curls and wavy bangs sectioned to shape her face, brown eyes that matched mine and oh those glossy lips..

I wanna kiss you so fucking bad baby.

Her outfit of the day, that new pink and black checkered shirt she got at the mall that I drove her to.

It’s so tight on you sweetheart, your tits look beautiful today.

White Reeboks as I have, but very much cleaner…

Those 100% perfectly stretchy, acid wash jeans you wear every week that fit your ass so fucking bad.. fuck don’t bend over.. don’t—

“Eddie? what’s wrong with you?”

Fuck— didn’t realize the moan that I slipped out when she dropped her phone, she cracked it..but all I could focus on were the back of her thighs when she bent over

“Sorry uh- I think I’m just sore from carrying those amps last night”, he says now rubbing his not sore bicep with a pout

Lie.

“Oh babe I’m sorry, come by later and I can rub it out for you” she replies

Why the fuck would you say that to me right now—

“Oh yeah? You’d just love to get your hands on me always huh sweetheart? ” leaning back in my seat, with a cocky smile

You blush and shove my arm playfully “you’re so stupid, you know what I meant”

——

She’s been like this for the past month, after Harringtons party. Smoking and drinking under that patio umbrella, away from everyone else. Laughing, holding on to each other for dear life. I tell her jokes, she ugly laughs. I love her laugh, it’s not fake it’s genuine like her.

We met at the drink table, both preferring whiskey over the red shit they put out.

We talked about our intrests, I was very suprised and impressed with how she carried herself. How she talked about herself. How she sat comfortably on my lap; as if we knew each other for forever.

Obviously her thick hips in that royal blue, tacky dress she wore caught my attention first

It takes a certain kinda person to make me laugh but she.. she was probably the most funniest and beautiful fucking girl I’ve never seen. A few beauty marks as she would call it, scattered down her neck and arms. Eyelashes so dark she could always pass on the mascara, the sweet charm and sass she had to her.. she was something different.

She was fresh to town and it was relief to meet someone new. Similar childhood experiences, divorced parents but her dad stopped reaching out to them. Her mom was just a bitch to her. Very narcissistic person but, she had her kind moments. She definitely wasn’t the worse mother I’ve ever heard of.

All of that lead to a heavy make out session in the bathroom.

Sitting at the edge of the toilet, her scratching the back of my head with those sharp coffin shaped nails, me squeezing the fat of her ass on my lap. Hell, I was surprised how into this she was.. considering I’ve only kissed two girls in my life.

Sure I’ve watched my fair share of porn, visited sex stores, took a few notes; even got a handy under the bleachers last year from Carol. She forgot to pay for the weed I gave her, she offered, why not.

“Oh yeah, what’s your name again?” I ask kissing down her neck

“Y/N, but you can call me anything you want right now” she whimpers at the feeling of me nipping her throat

-“fuck you’re a r-really good kisser”

“-could say the same about you sweetheart” feeling the roll of her heat over my already strained dick.

I wonder how many guys she’s done this with

“Sorry, I don’t usually do this but, there’s just something so sexy about you”—

Biggest fucking ego boot ever.

“Fuck baby, if you keep talkin to me like that I’m gonna bust”

“Awe, am I making you feel some typa way Eddie?” She smirks looking down at me

“You know you are”

—

Unfortunately that ended quicker than it started, Robin got too hungover and needed our space.

She told me her classes and we exchanged numbers.

After that we talked everyday on FaceTime after getting home from school. I show her a new guitar riff and she shows me the new necklaces or shirts she ordered.

Sometimes she’d forget she was on camera and changed out of her bra a few times.

Hey, couldn’t help but to look come on, I am just a man

I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve fucked myself to that imagine every morning.. and evening and night..

Slept on the phone together, hung out at lunch together.

I only ever seen her at lunch other than at the end of the day in Mrs. Wilson’s calculus class. Bringing us back to now

——

“Mr. Munson are you done chatting now?” Wilson knocks me out of my trance

“Sorry bout that, yes ma’am” giving her a thumbs up sitting back up straight as she rolls her eyes subtly.

You slide me note. Folded up, in blue highlighted letters

You ever have sex before? Circle Yes or No ♡

fuck—we never even discuss stuff like that! how haven’t we? Don’t embarrass yourself man

Course I have, why? what’s got you so curious? ;)

I watch her look away quickly, gulping when she covers the paper to respond back

Well.. you’re cute and shit & was wondering if you wanna come over friday..? My parents have been gone all week and..we can hang or do whatever.. ♡

Did she wanna fuck? I hope so —wait you’re a virgin idiot, wait is she? probably not

I’m already there babe ;)

I reply with an easy smile, hiding the fact I’m in a state of panic

Good.. and uh bring those handcuffs on your wall too.. ♡

No way she’s a virgin talking like that

She rushes outta the classroom at the bell, turning back with a wink

Holy shit I gotta talk to Harrington.

“-and that’s what I’m saying dude, just sweet talk her, treat her like a princess, rub her in all the right places”—

“Okay but what ARE those places? I know her like tits and shit.. and well under her panties but what does it feel like? Ya know putting in it? What if I cum too fast and she laughs or runs away and never talks to me again..”—

I’ve been pacing back in forth in Family Video, loud where all the customers could hear. Definitely loud enough for Robin to upchuck her lunch

“No Eddie- just, come back here— Rob? watch the front please?” Steve grabs me by the shoulder making a bee line to the stock room

Sitting on the empty table still trying to gather my thoughts of Steve’s advice. “Well?” I rush out

“Damn man let me sit down first” he scoffs pulling a chair over to me

“Alright, you wanna know what inside a vagina feels like right?”

“Jesus, can you just say pussy or some shit”

“Same thing” he glared

“Okay well it’s not really sexy to just say vagina-

-“god Eddie, do you wanna know or not?” I can tell I’m testing his patience, I shut my lips, nodding eagerly

“Okay, so It’s like this- well like wet and really, really warm, almost like hot bath around your dick or a tight hug”—

“Wow, a hot bath thanks for the analogy Steve, I’ll make sure to take one when I get home”

He deadpans at me. “You asked me and I’m telling you, it’s hard to really explain other than a tight, wet warm hug. Oh!” he snaps his finger”-and sometimes it’ll tighten around your cock when she’s about to cum and holy shit dude— you better hold your load because the first time I had sex, it lasted about 10 seconds” My eyes widen

“WHAT!?” I shout before him shushing me “King Steve was a minute man?”— I joke

“Hey I said at first, when you get used to having sex your stamina gets better and for me personally”— he leans in “I can last approximately 45 minutes and 27 seconds” he sits back proudly

Cocky bastard.

Shit.

How long will I last? Will jerking off more boost my stamina?

——

Since that afternoon I did as much research as a I could, making a DIY sponge fleshlight.

That was a fail, got carpet burn.

Even bought condoms from the corner store, didnt know what size i was so, i grabbed all 4 boxes

Practicing my stroke game, using my pillow as a hole.

Down. Glide. Up. Down. Guide up.

Ow, fuck, cramp, cramp

This shits hard. My back hurts.

Throwing away the 8th used condom of the day, tossing myself in my desk chair, forehead sweaty, wrists throbbing; hearing my phone go off

FaceTime from Crush🖤

“Ah, fuck”— grabbing a shirt, wiping off the excess sweat off my skin, putting my pants back on, setting the phone up on my night stand, grabbing the guitar quickly setting it on my lap— “Hey! Sweetheart, what’s up, what are you up to?”

“I could ask you the same thing why is your face so red?” She asks giggling, laying on her tummy, tits spilling out , kicking her socked feet from behind

“Just took a hot shower is all”

“But your hairs not wet?” you give me a suspicious look, “Oh yeah, I just tied it up..sooo still want me over tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah! I picked up cookie dough the edible kind because I know you like that anddddd”- she reaches over her phone to grab something—“I rented whole stab franchise for a throwback”- showing me her laptop screen

“Well, that sounds like a party to me”

“You got that right..” She replies, biting her lip as if I didn’t notice,- “Anywaysss, just calling to remind you, see you tomorrow im tired, goodnight dummy *mwah*

She always ends our calls with a kiss on screen

Fuck I’m hard again

“Can’t wait sweetheart, sweet dreams” ending the call, looking down at my bulge

Welp, gotta jerk off again

Friday. THE day I might lose my virginity to the sexiest girl in school. My best friend.

I wake up earlier than usual, do my morning ritual, a joint. My nerves making me shower twice.

Should I shave?

Would she care?

A little trim wouldn’t hurt

May or may have not nicked my balls. Not too bad, maybe she won’t notice. Finding my nicest pair of jet black jeans I own, I only wear ‘em for special occasions and a wife beater? Nah that’s too much right? A flannel would help. Yeah. Definitely.

Hey I look kinda good, checking myself out in the mirror

Alright, wallet, keys, condoms, I glance over at the cuffs on the wall. Can’t forget those, stuffing them in my back pocket

—

My palms are sweaty, fuck even my ass is sweating.. 3 cigarettes already in, on my way to her house; of course I have a bad fucking hair day today, so I just opted for a low bun.

Before I could even knock, you open the door my jaw already on the floor

“Hi dummy!” You jump giving me a hug, pulling me inside.

What the hell is she wearing

A transparent green knitted, cropped sweater

is that her nipple I see? Those goddamn Nike shorts are doing her a favor—“Someone’s excited to see me?” Kicking off my shoes

“I’m always excited to see you.. also nice hair”

and neck goddamn, what is hell is he wearing you think, already feeling horny from the sight of my neck being so exposed

those jeans are doing his fine ass a favor

fuck I’m wet already

“Come on, already got it all set up for us”

“Lead the way princess” following behind you

I need to bite those fuckin legs.

——

We always sit like this on movie nights. Me against your headboard, back against my chest. I don’t remember how it started but I love it.

“Didn’t David Arquette also play in Spree?”

I squint back at the tv, “Uh yeah yeah he did, he was Kurt’s dad I think”

She replies with a mouthful “omyeah”

My hands have been holding both sides of her hips the whole time, occasionally rubbing them with my thumbs; every time I do it your breath picks up

Something else is about to be up—

“Huh?”

“Did you even hear me? You’ve been zoning out a lot recently”, you say sitting crisscross

“Something on your mind Ed’s?”

Gulp

“No no just— “ sigh

“Yeah, you. You’ve been on my mind.”

She smiles looking down, cocking her head to the side

“Oh yeah? Been thinking about me have you?” She grins

“You have no idea. ”

My breath hitches when you straddle me

Fuck me

“Wanna tell me these thoughts you’ve been having?” she asks twirling a piece of my bang

Remember what Steve said, sweet talk her

“Why don’t I just show you pretty girl”

Her smirk instantly falls, cheeks crimson “shit.. okay”

Running my hand up your thighs firmly, wrapping my arm around your lower back, my free hand pulling your face closer into my lips. “Like that baby?”

Who the fuck are you she thinks

“Fuck, yeah kiss me again”, I stare blankly until my eyes turn to pure lust, pushing her down to her back climbing on top to ease my tongue back into her mouth, my hips grinding into yours, hearing you whimper…

You’d think that’d make me harder but it’s when you grind back into me that did it

“You’re so beautiful you know that baby?.. fuck been missing these lips for weeks..”

“Shit, me too, been needing you so close to my body recently it’s been killin me,” she whines, rubbing her hands down my chest

—“that’s why I asked you to come over, could tell you were feeling me too”

You’re right about that, I mumble sucking your neck,

I’ve practiced giving myself hickies on my arms freshmen year.

Eddie, score

“That tank top Eddie.. t-take off the flannel let me see you? Please?” You ask giving me doe eyes. I sit up eagerly throwing it about, she sits up on her elbows, throwing off her sweater

The goddamn groan I let out

Jesus Christ

You lie back down bashfully covering yourself

A whore being shy huh?

“Whattt? She asks feeling self conscious,

“You’re..fuck.. just let me get a closer look please?” I plead, you nod shyly

Squeezing your breasts hard in my palm, licking my lips, nipping them, kissing them, hearing you gasp “holy shit -

“What??”

I do it again, in combination with my tongue, She doesn’t stop me she moans, making me feel bolder, “ Lemme take these off?” My thumbs already ready to yank your shorts down

You don’t answer

“Hey, it’s just me you know you’re beautiful to me, right?”

“Yes..you can take em off” she whispers

Thinking it’d be hot to yank them down quick like those sex movies

I try it..

“Ow! Fuck what the hell?” She jerks

I didn’t know she had the goddamn drawstring tied. , “Ow..you pout rubbing your hip, “Shit I’m sorry! I’m sorry”

I’m already fucking up, “It’s okay.. it’s just tied” she says undoing them pulling them off herself, holding her hands in her lap

I lean down to kiss both hips as an apology, looking up at you slowly undoing your hands

Cute little hair she has

“Can I um..”

She looks down at me gaining back her confidence, “You wanna eat me don’t you?” My eyes widen, gripping her side, “Yesss.. really bad” but I don’t know how to —

“Can I see you too?” again with that lip bite

“Of course” okay.. here goes nothing whispering to myself , yanking my jeans and all down in one swift motion, staring at the spot on the ceiling

You scoff with the sour look, “Oh my god”

WHAT WHAT WHAT

“You’re packing Eddie”

“Oh..thank fuck, really? I wouldn’t say that but..” I sit back in front of her

“Can I touch it?” You ask still staring at my cock

-..But I wanna taste you.. what if we..you lay on me but backwards..? Like 69?” I recommend

She nods eagerly, nervously but very excited, “Okay.. just don’t look at my asshole.. there’s a spot on it that looks like I didn’t wipe but it’s not what you think! It’s a freckle..”, I chuckle, rubbing your cheek nodding

Laying down flat, you swing your legs over my face

Oh god fuck, “Such a pretty pussy” i mumble

Suck a pretty cock you think

You’re both horny as fuck, both licking on each other immediately —“Jesus fuck!” I shout, hearing and feeling you choke on my dick

“Y/n, y-you done this before?”

“Yeah—“

Damnit.

-“But it was with a guy at my old school, said I was the best head he ever had” , you say rubbing my balls

Hot.

Okay Eddie do what feels right

so that’s the clit? how cute

Bringing my lips around your nub, licking you, tasting you, “Oh god why do you taste so good, you smell so..sweet?”

“Was that a question?” You ask popping my dick outta your mouth

“No, no just the sweetest pussy I’ve never tasted”-

the only pussy I’ve ever tasted

I’ve never smelt anything like this, I think I’m addicted

Flicking my tongue a few time feeling you react in a high pitched moan, sucking and massaging it lightly, my eyes flutter spotting your ass hole winking at me

“Holy shit” she’s pretty everywhere

“What?”

“You have such a pretty ass” blurting out

“Eddie! I told you not to look!” She whines trying to climb off, “Shut up I do what I want”saying firmly, pulling you back down by your thighs; sticking my pointer finger in your cunt,

so that’s the squeeze Steve was talking about

“Ohmyg— fuckk yes please” she vibrates around me, a guttural moan purging from my throat, curling my finger like they said —

“Oh! Fuck yes keep doing that Eddie baby please”—

“I am, I am baby you just suck my dick”—

Holy shit who am I—

“-Eddie I think I’m gonna cum yep, I’m gonna cum..”—

“Wait really?”

“Yes!”

“Really?” Asking again “YES EDDIE SHUT UP AND KEEP GOING, FUCK”—

Thrusting faster, licking faster I feel your wetness roll down and down into my mouth instantly making me cum in yours

“Fuck baby like that, fuck did you..just swallow?—“ I ask but you proceed to keep sucking-“OKAY OKAY, stop, s-shit!”

Pleading trying to stop you from overstimulating me further, “Shit.. sweetheart, that dude was right, that was the best head I’ve ever got”

The only head I’ve ever got

She lays back down beside me with a large grin,” Was that your first time getting head? You came so fast for me”

Lie.

Not replying I get up, finding the condom in my Jean pocket, “What’re ya doing?” You ask with a questioned expression, “Condom?” I hold up “Oh, oh yeah yeah right duh”—

Fuck I forgot with which way it goes on— got it

Turning back to you, cock still hard, nudging your core

You give me a small smile, watching me hesitantly about to slip my tip in

“Wait! Wait!”-

“What? Sorry, I didn’t ask”—

“Eddie I need to tell you something..”

“Yeah?”

“I can tell you definitely know what you’re doing but I just.. be gentle because I’ve never done this before..”

never done this before, never done this before

I stare like a deer in headlights, the weight off my shoulders lifted. I laugh sarcastically to myself , “That’s, well.. I should probably tell you I’ve never done it either.. like ima”—

“Virgin too?”

“Yeah, surprise?” feeling embarrassed, “How did I not know that? We tell each other everything” shrugging, “Not sure, but I’m glad you told me before I stuck ya”

“Ew don’t say stuck me weirdo”

“Look, I don’t know what I’m doing at all, I had to ask Steve for advice.. I figured you would know more I mean since you wanted my handcuffs”-, you bite your lip, head shaking

“I said that because, I figured you’d know how to use em”

“There actually just for decoration sweetheart, looked kinda metal”, we laugh in awe with each other , “But here we are..” I say biting the skin on my lip—

“Yeah here we are” you look back up at me, hopeful, “Do you wanna stop?”

“No..do you wanna stop?”

“Nah, been hoping you’d be my first actually”, you blush at my statement pulling me down for a deep kiss , “Let’s do it..”

“..but what if I cum too fast? that would be humiliating”—

- “I understand how it works.. don’t feel bad if you do, I promise I won’t laugh Ed’s” she squeezes my hand lovingly

My heart is erect

I nod, looking over all of you again, spreading your thighs a little wider, “I’ll go slow”

Furrowing my brows in consentration, slipping my tip in, surprisingly not easy mother fuck—

“Holy fuck you’re so-

“Tight? I know I have a hard time fingering my self as is”

“Why would you tell me that at this very second,” I try not to laugh, holding my shit together, “that’s so hot by the way,” bottoming you out, we gasp in sync

“Oh god”-

“What?”

“Holy god”—

“What!?? You alright?” She asks , “I’m about to cum already”—

“I told you, it’s okay”

“I know but that’s so embarrassing”

You clench around me on purpose, suddenly your eyes widen, feeling a warmth from inside, while also hearing me grunt almost in pain above you

Silence.

“Im so sorry fuck,” pulling out, shocked at how full my condom is, “Did you cum?”, she scrunches her nose, “No silly”

“But you squeezed me?”

“Yeah but, I didn’t have an orgasm”

Fucking Steve

-“But Steve said when a girl cums she clenchs around us” explaining further—

“First off, I’m gonna need you to not take advice from Steve and second, I mean according to my girlfriends we do.. it’s like a few squeezes but apparently we really squeeze for a long time when we do cum? Maybe even shake? I’m not sure but I think I’d know when I felt it”

Well shit

He looks like a sad puppy this won’t do you think

“But hey, we can try again right? Don’t be embarrassed if anything it’s kinda hot”

“Really?”

“I mean yeah, I made you cum in under like 1 second, biggest ego boot ever” you lighten the mood, nudging my shoulder smiling at me, pulling me for another kiss, “Don’t ever tell anyone that” holding my forehead to yours

You smirk, holding your pinky up “I promise”, Interlocking mine, noticing your body shifted closer, staring at your lips, “Let me try again Sweetheart” your eyes also on mine, nodding, crawling back to you, chasing your touch, taking each others breath—

Was that a car door??

“Is someone here?”

“Honey we’re home!”

FUCK, not now!!

(again recommend you listen to Wet dreamz by Jcole; it’s a bop)

reblogs appreciated // this was fun. let me know your thoughts? I do realize the smut was kinda rushed? Should there be a part 2? Suggestions? Comments? Feel like I should have kept going for them to restart again but I dunno🤷🏽‍♀️

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lightvixxen · 2 years

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Hehe I thought abt this last night, just wanted to share<3

Imagine Robin fingering you while making you look at pictures of your boyfriend!

Her telling you that he couldn’t make you this wet, couldn’t make you come over and over and over again<33 forcing you to keep eye contact with the picture as you make a mess on her fingers <3

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sunshinesteviee · 1 year

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and they were roommates - s.h.

summary: from the prompt "we hosted a party for our friends last night and somehow we ended up making out and now it’s the next morning and we’re cleaning the apartment together and I can’t stop thinking about it" wc: 1.5k warnings: lots of overthinking and a flustered steve, but that's about it lol a/n: originally requested as a blurb that i got carried away with; i hope you like it!! sorry for the stupid title LOL

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It’s unusually quiet in your apartment for a weekend morning where both you and Steve are home. The radio is on, playing the current pop hits, but it’s not enough to distract you from the distinct lack of conversation. If you wanted, you could probably chalk it up to the headache you were experiencing from your drinking last night, and assume Steve was feeling the same. And you tried, you really did. But you knew that wasn’t the cause of the silence filling your apartment.

Last night, you and Steve had had all of your friends over to unwind and hang out. There’d been lots of alcohol, and you’d ended up drinking way more than you’d planned to. Your drunk decisions were never your best ones, but you’d really outdone yourself last night. The stupid decision had almost been forgotten until you rolled over in bed to find Steve next to you, his perfect lips parted as he slept soundly. It wasn’t exactly abnormal to wake up next to him, especially after a night of drinking, but nothing had ever happened between the two of you. Until last night.

You hadn’t done anything more than kiss — albeit quite… passionately — but Steve's one of your best friends, as well as your roommate, and a drunken kiss had the potential to ruin everything. Especially since there’d always been an unspoken tension between you, at least from your perspective, but you’d resolved to ignore it in hopes of it disappearing. Clearly, it hadn’t quite worked.

After silently panicking, you’d scrambled out of bed and escaped to the kitchen, busying yourself with making breakfast. Steve had stumbled out of your room into the kitchen not long later, but was still half asleep as he poured himself a bowl of cereal, slumped over the counter as he shoveled spoonfuls into his mouth. Maybe he didn’t remember.

At the time, you’d told yourself it was probably good if he didn’t remember. But now, as you silently clean the apartment together, you’re not so sure. Would it hurt more if he really didn’t remember the kiss, or if he was just pretending he didn’t? Sure, you’d both been drunk, but it would be a lie to say you’d never considered the possibility, so the thought of it meaning nothing to Steve nearly eats you alive.

Empty beer bottles and cans clink loudly as you toss them into the garbage bag you’re holding. It’s louder than it needs to be, but you’re trying to focus on cleaning, on the noise; anything to keep your mind from wandering back to Steve and the kiss you’d shared. Because the images of your kiss flash in your mind, of Steve’s hands on your waist, soft lips pressing to yours, do nothing to stop your racing heart.

You can’t believe he hasn’t said anything, but then again, neither have you. Just the thought of mentioning it makes you flustered, and you’re not sure you can face him without feeling like you’re going to burst into flames, but you have to go back into the kitchen where Steve is washing the dishes that had been left out overnight.

Steve is humming along to the song playing over the radio when you walk into the kitchen, and only glances up from the dishes for a moment to flash you his perfect smile when the sound of the bag of garbage you’re carrying betrays you. You manage to return the smile — though you’re sure it’s awkward and unconvincing — as you make your way across the kitchen to dump the bag into the bin. He’s still not saying anything, and you’re still not sure how to feel about all of it. Realistically, you know you should really talk about everything that had happened, even if it was just a one-time, drunken make out. You just can’t quite get yourself to do it, though, and chicken out of saying anything as you dart out of the kitchen and up to your room.

Sitting on the edge of your bed, you grab your phone and dial a number you know by heart. Robin knows both you and Steve better than anyone else; surely she’ll know what you should do. The phone rings once, twice, three times, and finally she picks up with a grumbled, “Hello?”

“Hey, Robs. Did I wake you?” It’s nearly noon, but Robin’s night had been similar to yours — without all of the kissing, of course.

She huffs, and you can hear rustling from the other side of the phone as she shifts in bed, “Yeah, but it’s fine; need to get up anyway before my mom starts telling me about the dangers of drinking again. Like I drink all the time or something. Anyway, what’s up?”

Suddenly the butterflies are back, fluttering in your chest, as you rub your free hand over your face, “Do you, uh… Do you remember anything that happened last night? I dunno how drunk you were but—“

Robin is quick to cut you off, “If you’re talking about you and Steve sucking face, yeah I remember that.”

You groan in embarrassment, face and chest filling with heat as you whine into the phone, “Jesus, Robin. Do you have to say it like that?”

“Well! That’s what it was! What would you call it?”

“I dunno, anything but that! But that’s not— I called ‘cause… We haven’t talked about it. I don’t know if he even remembers or—“

A scoff cuts you off again and you can practically hear Robin’s eye roll, “Holy shit, can you just talk to each other please? I’m too hungover for this and Steve’s already called me about it.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, at like four in the morning. It was freaking ridiculous. He said he’d talk to you. I think. I don’t really know, I was half asleep.”

Something like hope stirs in you as you thank Robin and apologize again for waking her up before you hang up. A call in the middle of the night could be good or bad, but Robin hadn’t made it sound like it was anything bad. She’s known about your crush on Steve, going so far as to insist that the feeling is almost definitely mutual, but you’ve never had the courage to make a move. You know it’s now or never.

Opening your door, you run straight into Steve’s chest with a muffled ‘oof!’ His hand is raised, as if he had just been about to knock, but his arm quickly curls around your shoulders to steady you, “Whoa! Sorry, I didn’t mean to—“

Your own apologies spill out at the same time, “Shit, sorry! I didn’t know you—“

Nervous laughter erupts from both of you, easing some of the awkward silence as Steve takes a step back. He looks a little nervous, with pink cheeks and wide eyes, which is strange for Steve. Lifting a hand, he scratches the nape of his neck for a moment and then murmurs, “I was just— thought we should talk and…” He trails off, eyes darting to the floor and back up to you before he blurts out, “I remember.”

“You do?” is all you can think to ask, sounding much more eager than you want to.

“Y-yeah. I do.”

“Oh,” you breathe out, a ragged sound as your breath catches in your throat. “Is that… is that a good thing?”

Steve laughs, a sound of adoration, as his cheeks flush again, a dark pink underneath his pretty freckles and moles. He lifts a hand, fingers tugging at his messy hair, tongue darting out to lick his lips, “Um. I mean, I think so. If you also think it’s good. Unless you regret it, and in that case, we can totally forget it happened and—“

“Steve,” you say his name quickly to cut him off, the corners of your lips pulling up slightly as he stops mid-sentence.

“Yeah?”

You take a deep breath, and then just go for it, “I don’t regret it at all. I really… I really like you, Steve.”

“Oh. That’s— yeah, that’s good. Can I kiss you again? Since we’re, ya know, less drunk.”

When you nod, a little dumbstruck, Steve wastes no time in cradling your face in his hands as he steps in closer to you. His hands are warm against your skin, thumbs brushing out over your cheekbones as he gently tilts your face up towards his. His eyes flick to yours for a second, and then he’s kissing you.

This kiss is more delicate than the one you’d shared last night, though his lips are just as soft as you remember. He tastes less like alcohol this time, thankfully, and more like the fruity pebbles he’d eaten for breakfast, and maybe a hint of his minty toothpaste. You can’t help but melt into him, fingers curling into the worn fabric of his t-shirt to keep him close.

You accidentally let out a small noise of disappointment when Steve finally pulls back that makes him laugh, the tip of his nose nudging into the softness of your cheek. His lips brush over the corner of yours once more as he murmurs, “Thank god you let me kiss you again. I’d never have survived off of what I remember from last night.”

“You can kiss me any time you want, Steve.”

thanks for reading ilysm <3333

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unamused-boss · 7 months

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California Dreaming pt3

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Last part! Warning: Kinda short, but I still hope you love it!

Summary: Max and Billy could only agree on one thing in common.... and that was you. You were their neighbor when the lived in California and Billy had the biggest crush on you. Plus it helped that you babysat, more like hangout with, Max. You were his California dream. And sometimes dreams come true.

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You couldn't stand the time you had away from Billy. Your best friend and boyfriend were gone all in one on the same day. You've been writing to Billy which is a plus. Turns out he joined the basketball team. He's been to every party thrown in town, but he says they're all a bust. Met a guy named Munson that gets him weed, but Billy quotes "It's nothing like the shit in Cali...". You can't help but laugh at his sarcastic tones through the letters.

You know he misses it here. He tells you in every letter the love that he holds for you, that nothing will change. He admitted to going on some dates with girl to get you off his mind. He felt guilty, he wanted your forgiveness even though you told him to try an move on to at least have fun. Billy said ,once again, in his letter that he wants no one else but you. Your eyes were something he missed most of all. He said that you had a light in them that he felt only he saw. You always giggled when it came to the gushy stuff in his letters. Billy was a flirt with girls but he was a romantic with you.

Since graduating high school early you've had a lot of time on your hands. You were still gonna walk at graduation, you just weren't going to do anything else. Cause by god you are getting that dumb piece of paper in front of everyone. It was a couple of days before the week up spring break but for you it was a regular working Wednesday. You currently work at some clothing store in the mall and oh so excitedly deal with mother's trying to get some sort of deal out of you.

The time was 5:00pm you are now pulling into your driveway of your house for the night. Happy that your got off early you notice your parents aren't home yet. You make your way down to the mailbox to check for anything. Which you find a bunch of letters piled onto one another. You begin to sift through it.

"Bill, Bill, Coupon, post card from Aunt Shelly, Bill...y." You stop at, what you thought was another bill but was actually, a letter from Billy. You rush up to your front door to be able to read the letter. Throwing everything onto the kitchen table an make your way to your room. You bounce on your bed at tear open the letter...

Hello Y/N, I hope you are happy with what you're doing. I just read your letter. God I wish I could graduate early to get this shit hole. Anyways, Max is doing good. She still with those little balls of snot for friends. Hopefully you wrote her, so she can stop asking me to check the mail for your letters. I miss you very much. Spring break is about to start, since the public pool opened I got a job there. Hopefully I can get enough money to be able to come an see you and to stay with you. You probably already know me, I'm not really good at this writing shit. But if it's for you, I'll do it. I love you, -Billy

You smiled down at the words on the paper.

"I love you too." You said down to the paper. That feeling came back again. The feeling of wanting to see him. You can't help it, you miss him so much. You go over to your landline in the kitchen to lunch in a number you have memorized by heart now.

"Santa Monica airport, what can I help you with today?" The droned out employee said.

"Hey, I wanna know if you have any direct flights to Hawkins Indiana?"

"Hold on, let me check..." You hear a faint typing for a few seconds.

"Anything?" You question.

"None to Hawkins but we have one to Indianapolis flying out this Friday at 5:00am." They said.

"Perfect!" You shouted. "How much?"

"That will be a hundred an thirty dollars..."

"I've got that!" You race around to your purse to fish out your debit card to pay for the ticket. You give them the info to send the ticket via email for you to print out. It would be thirty more dollar but you didn't care.

"Alright, thank you choosing Santa Monica airlines tod-." You didn't even let them finish. You hung up the phone right away to go pack an call off work for the next week or so. You couldn't stop giggling the whole time. Seeing Billy and Max is going to be the best thing to happen to you in the past few months. Then you hear your front door open and shut. Then you realized something...

"Hey mom, I gotta tell you something!" You shouted running out of your room.

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You were honestly shitting your pants the whole way to Hawkins from Santa Monica. You currently stand outside of Hawkins High School waiting for Billy. You slept during your flight over at 5 am but once you were on the ground you couldn't hold still. Your stuff is at the motel just outside of town for the next week.

You passionately waited for Billy to walk out of the school. You could see his car from a mile away. Plus with is reputation it wasn't hard to find out about him. You turned your wrist to look at your watch, 3:15 it read. the bell rang and school was out for spring break. Students passed by you, giving you weird looks.

"Who is that?" "Does Billy know them?" "Probably a desperate Ex." Were some of the things that were thrown around you. As if you couldn't hear the. 'Geez do these people know how to shut up...'

"Billy. Who's that?" An oddly pitchy voice said breaking you out of your thoughts.

Billy ripped his head around to you. You being the last person he would see by his car. The girl he, once had his arm around, was with was now forgotten. Billy thought he was gonna vomit at the sight of you.

"Shit.." You mutter.

"Holy fuck..." He said.

"Billy who is this?" The girl said once again getting annoyed. Billy turned back to her.

"Why are you still here?" He questioned. The girl now looked perplexed. She thought Billy was gonna take her out but now he wants nothing to do with her. Before she could say anything Billy spoke, "Go the hell away. Ya stupid cow..." He muttered the last part.

Billy walked up to you, star struck. He now had you trapped between him and the car with his hands on your hips. Holding you gently. You were smiling up at him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I wanted to see you." you said. "Is that so bad?" You teased him. When you both could call one another you would constantly tease him over the phone.

"No!" He answered quickly. "It's actually great, cause I was loosing my damn mind being away from you." You giggled at him. He his lips down to your temple, kissing you gently. To the students around you it was shocking to see Billy Hargrove be gentle with anybody. But to you this was your Billy.

"Y/N!!" A familiar voice shouted out to you. You turned to her direction to see Max running full speed to you. You part from Billy momentarily to hug Max.

"Hey MadMax!" You exclaimed. Even though Billy thought Max was a pain in the ass most of the time; he loved seeing you two together. He was happy that she got to see you.

"How long are you here for?" She questioned.

"I'm here for all of spring break." You smiled. They both looked at you dumb founded. You were gonna be with them for a week.

"Yes!" Billy said excitedly, pulling you into a hug. You laughed as he squeezed you.

"How about we go on a date tonight?" You asked him.

"Hell yeah!" He shouted. Crashing his lips onto yours. Desperation and love pouring into the moment. He missed your lips. How soft they were and smooth. He missed you so much.

"ew..." It was faint but you both knew it was from Max.

"Get in the car shit bird." Billy said.

"Hey be nice." You sternly said, mighty sapping his arm. He huffed at you, looking at you with soft eyes. The eye you fell in love with.

"Let's take Max home and we can go on our , much needed, date."

"You took the words right out of my mouth." Billy smiled.And that's how it went for the next week. You spent your time with Billy and Max, well more so Billy. Billy held you so close not wanting to let you go when you both cuddled. You met Max's friends and some more people around Hawkins with your small time there. You had some sleepovers with Max, trying to make up for lost time. Neil wouldn't do anything while you where here in town, so that meant a safe environment for Max and Billy even though it was for a week. You found the town cute, but you prefer Santa Monica.

Most of all, you and Billy got time alone. To be with each other in each others arms. Going on cute dates, walks, drives, everything. You became the envy of the town. The one that swooped Billy Hargrove off hid feet the spring break of 85'. He wouldn't have it any other way though. He would stay in this shithole town if it meant being with you.

When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to.

"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.

When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to.

"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.

That promise was made two months ago. In those two months you also visited Billy three more times over the summer. In your last visit you brought him back home with you. To California. You got him far away from his pain.

You both have an apartment near the beach, like you both wanted. You stared college; while Billy started work at a car restoration shop. Billy could surf everyday while you laid in the sun. You both loved each other even more with every day that passed.

A California dream come true.

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I know its a cheesy ending but I hope you like it.

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sweet-villain · 1 year

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Rough Patch~ Fruity Four Ft Dustin Henderson

Anonymous asked:

Love your blog! I was wondering if I could request something angsty and fluffy?

My idea was the reader has depression and she's been doing better for years then she goes into a deep state all of the sudden but she is refusing to slip. The gang can all tell something is wrong but she is refusing to tell them cuz she wants to be "strong".

Maybe Robin is the one who notices she always have tears in her eyes even when she's smiling and laughing and maybe it's Dustin who notices she stares into space all the time again. Eddie and Steve notices she isn't doing her hobbies or enjoying music anymore.

And I was wondering for the fluff how everyone would help her through this tough patch.

If it's too deep I completely understand don't even worry about it especially if you're busy 🖤

Author's Note : I'm never busy for any of you loves. I'm here for you always, my inbox is always opened <3

You sat in the middle of Steve and Robin as everyone talked to each other what movie they wanted to see, arguing that the other wasn't what they wanted, while you stared at the small coffee table in front of you with your arms wrapped around your stomach and you were hunched over staring into nothing.

The words around you were like one big blur. No one has taken noticed yet how you became so quiet. You weren't the usual type to suddenly shut down. They never took note how there was a look of happiness in your eyes and suddenly it wasn't there.

" Hey Y/N!" you heard Dustin call out to you as he sat near the coffee table you have been hopelessly staring at with such interest. You were too busy in your own thoughts with a deep frown on your face to notice the little nudge from Steve as he sat by you. Then there was another nudge, this time it was from Robin from the other side.

Both look at each other with concern on your face. Eddie sat in the chair nearby closer to Steve as called out to you.

" Sweetheart?" you snapped out of your thoughts as your eyes rose to meet his. His brown doe eyes were filled with concern and worry. His eyebrows were knitted together as his eyes searched your face for answers. You weren't giving him any as you stared back with the hallow empty feeling growing inside of you.

" Are you okay? Where did you go?" Dustin asked as he leaned forward in his seat. You shrugged, giving him a soft smile that doesn't seem to reach your eyes. You were convincing enough to show that you were okay, deep inside that was lie. A big lie.

" Just was thinking about something, I'm sorry. I just spaced out" you leaned back into your seat and looking down at your hands. You couldn't help but pick at the skin near your nails, a habit when you felt uneasy. Steve laid his hand on top of yours as his thumb ran across your knuckles.

" If something is bothering you, you know we are here for you?" Steve says as you turn to look at him. His gaze soften when you look over to see him, searching your face to see if there was a crack somewhere. He knows you don't usually express how you feel and it doesn't come easy to you. He knows the walls that you build around yourself.

" I know. Thank you" you sent a gentle smile at him, then looked over to Eddie seeing him nodding his head as if he's telling you what Steve said is true. He was there for you too, even if the two of you haven't known each other far too long. You looked over to Nancy as she munched on popcorn and nodded her head. You looked over to Dustin who leaned on his hand, supporting his head as he send you a gentle smile. You looked over to Mike, El, Will and Jonathan as they all smiled softly at you. El and you weren't too close, but she wanted to get to know you and be there for you.

You looked over lastly at Robin who sat by your side. She wrapped her arm around you, kissing your clothed shoulder.

" You can talk to us, whatever it is. You're our best friend. You can trust us. Okay?" you nodded.

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Robin watches as you giggle, shielding your mouth with your sleeve but it's your eyes that give you away. You were tearing up and when you drop your sleeve from covering your mouth, your mouth is in a thin line. Your eyes lock with hers for a moment, she sees the way your eyes blink more than once trying to hide away your tears.

" What's wrong?" she mouths, asking you. You shook your head side to side telling her you were okay. Robin being Robin doesn't believe it one bit.

Dustin nudged into you as he laughs, his eyes crinkling near his eyes as he shake his head at something that Steve had said. Your shoulder shook too, with a small smile on your face as you giggle inside.

Robin doesn't seem to join the laughter as she motions with her head to the back room of Family Video. Her eyes are filled with concern once again. You silently follow to her to the back with your hands in the pocket of your hoodie.

She turns to you once she knows she's in the clear from everyone else.

" Are you okay?" you nod averting your gaze from her.

" You don't need to hide, you know?" you nod once more.

" It's not good to hold anything in, I'm here for you. Steve is here for you. Eddie is here for you. Dustin is here for you. You're not alone in this" she takes a hold of both your hands in her from the big pocket of your hoodie and swings yours and her arms off the side and back, squeezing as giving you a reassurance that she isn't pushing you to talk to her. But she's is there.

The middle of your eyebrows are in a crease as she watches your eyes filled with tears, fighting an unknown battle inside your head.

" Hey" she leans down with her head as she peers into your eyes. " Don't fight too hard in that pretty head of yours. We need you here. Okay?"

" Thank you" you softly tell her, giving her hands a small squeeze.

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A knock comes to your door startling you from where you stood near the stove with a pan on the stove. The knock on the door happens again, it's three times this time and you know who is knocking on the door.

You don't need to utter a word as you opened the door seeing Dustin standing there. He looks off to the side of the house seeing your shoes everywhere and not in the order they should be, there are specks of dirt on the floor from them. Usually you would clean them up and there weren't anything but lined up nicely by the door. He takes notices the bags underneath your eyes and the way your skin is paler than usual.

He notices the dazed off look on your face and you aren't really there as you should be.

" Can I come in?" he asks. His voice is soft and filled with concern. For the last couple of days, Dustin was taking notes of the way you were smiling and laughing less. The way you weren't paying attention to anything else. The way you were skipping the movie nights and the way you looked like you were off somewhere else.

In his hands he has a couple of comics as you let him through your door. Your parents aren't home as usual, off on a business trip rather than staying home and looking after you.

Dustin looks around at the living room, seeing a few opened snacks on the coffee table. He sees your hoodie on the couch with a blanket that is half on the couch and half on the floor. He notices some dust picking up on the pictures and on the TV.

Usually you were the one for cleanliness and the type to have everything in order. Nothing looked right to Dustin. He hums as he walks into the kitchen seeing the unused pan on the stove, there are dishes in the sink that seem to be piling up. The counter tops look like there are a few spots to what looks like from some sort of sauce.

He turns around to face you once you follow him into the kitchen.

" Everything alright? Are you feeling okay?" he says as he sets the comic books on the other side of the counter near the fridge. There was an unopened box of pop tarts there.

" Yes" you answered, lying through your teeth. You weren't doing so well, barely sleeping and feeling like yourself. You haven't showered in a few days either and nothing look good to eat to you anymore.

You stood with your hip next to the counter as you look down at your curly friend.

He put his hand against your forehead to feel if you were sick and he doesn't find your head hot, he frowns as he over looks what you are wearing. Your shirt is wrinkled and there is a stain on it, your pants are bunched up on one leg while the other is fully down. He sees the miss match socks on your feet and this concerns him.

" I know you haven't been yourself lately Y/N, but you aren't alone in any of this. We miss you. I brought some of these comic books hoping you'll read them and they would help. I want to help Y/N"

Your eyes fill with tears at how much he's trying. Comic books were one of your favorite things you shared in common with Dustin other than being part of the Hellfire club. You have missed a few campaign sittings.

" Eddie misses you. Steve misses you. Nancy misses you. El misses you. Mike misses you, I miss you. We miss our friend"

He lays his hand on top of yours in comfort.

" Whatever it is, you aren't alone in it. I know you hear it before, but there is no need so struggle on your own. You have us"

"I-I" tears run down your cheeks as you don't know what to say but feel arms wrap around you as Dustin holds you in the middle of your kitchen.

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You stepped outside for the first time awhile and squint at the sun beaming down at you as you look around your neighborhood. Your next door neighbor, Mrs. Jacobs waves to you as she is planting some flowers in her front year. Her dog, Ivy is barking at the sight of you and wags her tail as she runs over to you almost knocking you down.

" Hi there" you greet her as you scratch behind her ears, you don't notice that Steve had driven up to the front of the house with Eddie sitting the passenger side. They both get out watching you interact with the dog.

" Nice to see you out and about Y/N" you hear Steve says. You rose your feet as you looked over to him, seeing Eddie too as the both of them walk up to you.

Eddie takes the state your in and his heart pulls string seeing the lack of color on your face.

" Sweets when was the last time you ate?" he asks. You avert your gaze from him to the ground, rather than at him. Steve nudges him telling him that wasn't the right thing to ask even though he's concern too.

" I don't know" you respond. You feel a hand go into yours as fingers lace with yours. You see that familiar yellow long sleeve that belonged to Steve as he gently pulls you to the house.

" I know what we can do" Eddie has a hand on the small of your back as the two of them lead you back into the house. The only sound you hear is the jingle from Eddie's pants and the front door opening as Steve continues to lead you inside.

You end up being in the kitchen where Steve props you up on the counter as he moves some hair away from your eyes.

" There, we can see you better now" a small smile appears on your face as Eddie rummages in the fridge to see what you have. Steve makes his way over to the fridge too, pushing Eddie to the side knowing Eddie doesn't really cook too much.

Your heart swells up at the thought of them taking care of you.

Eddie goes to look into your cabinets and takes out some spaghetti.

" I think she'd like this" Steve looks back over at Eddie and then to you. " You want some spaghetti?"

They didn't really need an answer from you as your stomach gives you away with a growl.

" Sit pretty, sweets and we will take care of you" Eddie says. Steve whispers something to Eddie as Steve start cooking. He has this while Eddie walks towards you and wraps his arms around you.

His brown doe eyes look at you, " How would you feel after you ate, I run you a bath sweets?"

Your eyes fill with tears as you look down at him seeing his caring gaze as he offers you a small shy smile.

" you don't have to" you whisper enough to let him hear you.

" I want too" your heart swells and he reaches up to wipe your tears away, and reaches up on his toes to kiss your forehead. Steve offers you a plate of spaghetti as he sits besides you on the counter watching as you eat. The both of them smile watching you take small bites and it's enough to let them know your trying.

Small circles on your thigh eases you in comfort from the two.

" Thank you" you mumbled through a mouthful of spaghetti. This small action from your friends makes your heart swell up with happiness.

" I'm going to get that bath ready" Steve says as he gets off the counter and makes his way upstairs to your room. Eddie takes the plate from you once your done and leaves it besides the sink. He returns and grabs you and you wrap your arms around him and your legs around him as he carries you to your room.

He moves away to give you some privacy when your hand reaches out to stop him. He glances down with worry.

" I'm right here, sweets" Steve comes back from the bathroom.

" It's all ready for you, pretty"

" We are just going to be downstairs, you take all the time you need. Okay?' Eddie says leaning down and kissing your forehead. You look between the two. They already did some much for you.

" I-I" was all you managed to say, the both of them understood what you wanted to say. " No need pretty, we are always here for you. Right Eddie?"

" Of course sweets, we just miss you"

"...I miss you too.." they leave you to take your bath. While you sit in and think of all small gestures they all done to show how much they care, you never had that in your life until now. Your friends were your rock.

A knock comes to your door, Nancy peeks her head in as she asks if she can come in.

" Yes" she walks in with El trailing behind her. El has a fuzzy towel in your arms along with some clothes. Nancy kneels down before the tub with her hands on it as she looks at you.

" I heard you weren't feeling your best, let me wash your hair for you. El brought you some clothes with the towel you love. It's warm and ready for you"

You look between the two girls as they gently smile at you with their now tears in their eyes. You all had them worried about being distant and it hurts them to see you like this. They want to help and this was a start.

As Nancy took her time to wash your hair, El had sat by the tub as she took your hand in hers and held it.

" You're okay" she kept saying to you. Three small squeezes was her way to tell her she loves you. They all loved and adored you.

When you were done getting dry and getting dressed, you walked out of the bathroom in shock seeing new sheets on your bed. There are fresh set of flowers on your bed side table, the trash is gone in your room and your clothes are folded neatly on the small chair you had.

There was a small teddy bear on the bed with a little strawberry in his hands. You took it in your hands knowing this was from El.

You walked out of the bedroom and made your way downstairs into the living room where they all sat around and waited.

" How are you feeling?" Robin asks as she comes over to you, she knows it's not a question to ask right away and hesitate on wrapping her arms around you.

" Better" you respond. El notices the teddy bear in your arms as she runs over to wrap her arms around you. She has tears in her eyes. You were surprised by her sudden hug, but wrap your arm around her as you lay a kiss on top of her head.

She pulls away as you entered the living room looking around at your friends. There are three pizza boxes on the coffee table, there is your favorite candy on the side too with a bowl of popcorn, there are comic books that Dustin brought, there is a few movies too but more importantly the gentle looks on all your friends faces as they take you in.

" Thank you, thank you all for everything" you say.

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