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Stepdad!Hopper x Reader • age gap (reader is 21, Hop’s in his 40’s) • angst, mutual pining, masturbation mentioned, troubled marriage, Hopper is a pervert wracked with guilt aka my favorite kind of Hopper… 🤪
You wiggled on Hopper’s lap, causing him to stifle a groan. God you were beautiful. So fucking pretty and sweet, using his lap to sit in while you did your makeup at the dresser mirror.
“Thanks for the boost, by the way,” you told him, smiling at his serious reflection in the glass. “I’m too short for this dresser, I swear.” You giggled, patting your cheeks with a rosy blush. “If it weren’t for you, I’d be stretching on my tiptoes just to put my makeup on.”
Hopper swallowed back another groan as you adjusted on his lap. “But with you in this chair, and me on your lap-” You finished slicking your lips with a cherry-flavored gloss, and popped them. “-We make a great team, don’t we?”
Hopper forced a polite smile back at you, struggling internally. He shouldn’t be enjoying this so much, or doing it at all. You were so trusting of him, so naive in many ways. Even though you were an adult now, Hopper was aware of the fact that you had next to no experience with boys. He wasn’t doing anything wrong right now, by letting you sit on his lap…not technically. But because of the feelings he’d secretly had for you, for awhile now, even the most innocent gestures Hopper made toward you felt taboo…
When he’d met your mother, you’d just turned nineteen. And without an older, stable male figure in your life, you became attached to Hopper quickly. After marrying your mother the following year, Hopper hoped you’d finally begin dating, forming relationships with boys your age. But now, at twenty-one years old, you still insisted on designating Hopper the only man in your life.
He hadn’t minded, at first. Not when his relationship with your mother was going well, when she and Hopper were still being intimate together. But things had soured between them over the last six months or so, to the point that now, Hopper couldn’t remember the last time he and his wife had made love. There never seemed to be any interest on her part, leading Hopper to wonder sometimes if perhaps she were having her sexual needs met by another man?
With the tension in his marriage at a peak and its intimacy completely evaporated, Hopper found his desires traveling elsewhere in the home. He hated himself for it, despised the way he came almost daily to the thought of having you…but the woman you’d become was a temptation too great for Hopper to ignore.
Seeing you every morning, moving about the house in just your pajama shorts and a tank top like it was nothing, Hopper realized how disgusting he’d truly become. You obviously trusted him, just as you had for years, enough to prance around him half naked and think nothing of it. This realization only added to Hopper’s guilt, making him hate himself a little more each time he masturbated with your body in mind.
“There,” you said, capping your mascara and placing it on the dresser. “All done. What do you think?” You fanned your fingers around your face and batted your lashes dramatically, smiling at Hopper’s reflection.
“Beautiful,” he replied; and from the almost reverent sincerity in Hopper’s tone, you knew he meant it.
You slid off his lap, his hands immediately moving to your hips to steady you as you dismounted. Hopper rose from the chair, turning aside so you wouldn’t see him discreetly adjust himself in his pants.
He sighed with relief, feeling as if he’d passed some kind of test. “Hey,” he said. “You really do look great, kid. But-.” Hopper moved his finger to boop your powdered nose. “-Who’s all this for, anyway? You gettin’ all dolled up just for the hell of it?”
You glanced down at the floor, a blush warming your cheeks beneath the makeup. “I…uh,” you stammered bashfully. “I have a date.”
Hopper’s eyebrows lifted, his lips parting in surprise. “A date?” he asked, before quickly softening the accidental sharpness in his voice. “Oh. Who’s the lucky guy?”
There was a pause before you answered Hopper, and he found it a bit strange that you didn’t answer him right away. Maybe you were just shy, he wondered? This was the first date Hopper had ever known you to have, in the two years he’d known you. Maybe the situation was so new, you didn’t know how to talk about it casually?
“Uh, just a guy from work,” you explained. “You’d like him, he’s funny. But serious too, when he needs to be.” You bit your glossy bottom lip, chuckling. “He kinda reminds me of you, Hop.”
Your stepdad’s eyebrow quirked curiously, as if he doubted your sincerity. “Hmm,” he muttered. “You meeting this guy somewhere?”
“At the new mall they just built, yeah,” you replied, checking your look again in the mirror. “We’ll probably see a movie, or something.”
Hopper nodded, another polite smile once again fixed onto his face. “Well, be safe,” he told you, and gently squeezed your shoulder before heading for the door.
“Just, one more thing,” Hopper said, lingering in your doorway. “What’s this kid’s name, anyway?”
You froze outwardly, but your mind was scrambling for a response. “Jack,” you blurted. “His name’s Jack. He’s a nice guy, really.”
Hopper’s brow was creased in ‘detective mode,’ a familiar expression for him, but one you rarely saw directed at yourself. He nodded silently as he exited your room, patting the doorframe on his way out. You watched Hopper leave, exhaling the knot of tension you’d been holding.
“Like I said,” he called from the hallway as he walked away. “Be safe.”
Be safe. A sentiment that struck you as both ironic and unnecessary, as you observed your made-up reflection in the mirror…the mirror you could easily access, without having to strain. You hadn’t needed Hopper’s lap to boost you; you wanted him to be there. The innocence you feigned around your stepfather was as fake as your date for the evening, Jack.
The truth, which as always is more complicated than fiction, was that you’d been in love with Hopper for awhile now. You weren’t as naive as he (and your mother) thought you were. What you lacked in actual life experience, you made up for in observing others. And as you began to see problems in your mother and Hopper’s marriage arise, you watched each crack form on the surface with a growing interest.
Although Hopper didn’t realize it, your choosing him as the only man in your life was not an accident. You didn’t want anyone else; you wanted him. Tonight had been a test, to gauge his reaction to you actually having a date for once. And from the way Hopper had reacted, his change of tone, his sudden and deliberate need for details, you were convinced that jealousy was at play in his response.
Reaching for your bag, you checked to make sure you had your car keys and enough cash on you for a movie ticket and some popcorn. You’d go to the mall and see a movie, just as you’d told Hopper, minus a date…
…or at least, you thought you’d be going alone. You didn’t notice, as you exited the driveway and drove through the streets of Hawkins, that another (very familiar) vehicle was discreetly following a few cars behind you.
Hopper wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to see, with his own eyes, the boy you’d suddenly, uncharacteristically, made the choice to go out with. The expression ‘know your enemy,’ may have been resting at the back of Hopper’s mind as he followed you to the mall; but more accurately, Hopper was hoping to know his competition…
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Stepdad!hopper is so mean :( but so protective and always punishes you for your short skirts :(((
toxic!stepdad!hopper yells at you until you cry because you're goin out with a boy and he thinks that your skirt is too short :((
when you slam the door he yells louder as you cower into your bed, holding your stuffy close to your chest as you sniffle and whine; warm tears falling from your eyes </33 once he's calmed down he comes in to your room and pets your head gently, telling you how sorry he is and that he'll never yell at you again (which you both know is not true) :( his mustache tickles your skin as he plants warm kisses from your shoulder and up to your face, wiping away excess tears from your cheeks <33
at the same time he's cooing small, "just don't want you to get hurt, kid. y'know how much i love you..can't have some fuckin' immature boy groping you. you know i just want what's best for you, right, sweetheart?" </333 you always come back around and cuddle in his soft chest and belly-- his arms wrapped around you as he kisses your lips softly, calming you :(
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i just know stepdad hopper would man-handle the fuck out of u.
today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)
this post is 18+, minors dni.
.... what if i... what if i giggled a little bit... what if i spread my legs... oh my god he's probably used to (or at least has training for) manhandling people to arrest them, getting their hands behind their back and keeping them pinned against something by the front... and what if i came thinking about him doing that during sex <333 all consensual, of course, and i'm not even thinking roleplay so much as he just wants you where he wants you and he'll put you there 🥴
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Sweeter in the summer
Age gap, porn with a little plot
It was a hot summer day and you were all alone. Your mother was out of town on a business trip but she'd be back soon, and your step-dad was at work. It was 4:45 and he usually got home at about 5:30. Your mom had married hopper about a year ago. At first you were totally against it, you didn't want some random guy in your life. You liked how things were. You weren't okay with it until they actually got married. Waking up and getting glimpses of hopper with his shirt off, towel rapped around his wait, happy trail peeking out a bit. Or when he made breakfast and he'd let you help but always grab your hand and move them to show you how to do something properly. You got used to him being around and eventually you started to miss when he wasn't.
You knew you should have started cooking dinner but you got distracted. You were thinking about how hopper had brushed up against you this morning by accident ,or so you thought. You were trying to reach the top shelf for a mug but you couldn't, so he came up behind you to reach for it. As he reached for it though you felt the bulge in his work pants press against your lower back. The whole morning, and seemingly day, you couldn't get it out of your mind but right now was the last straw. You needed some sort of relief. You'd make it quick. So you decided to go to your room and masturbate. Then once you finished you could pretend it never happened and make dinner. After all this wasn't the first time you masturbated to the thought of your step-dad.
As you were walking upstairs to your bedroom you checked the time. 5:00pm. Perfect by the time you'd be done hopper would be home and maybe he'd just order some take out for you two. It was a win win situation. As you reach your room you didn't bother closing the door all the way seeing as you'd be done before he got back. You lie down on your bed, back to the mattress, and spread your legs.
You start thinking back to this morning. The way you could feel his warm crotch on your back. You started to imagine what it really looked like, what it would feel like in your hand, what it would taste like, how it would feel inside you. You were a whimpering, moaning mess but who cares you were home alone and could be as loud as you wanted to. Even be as risky as you wanted to. A few minutes pass and you begin moaning hoppers name. Unknowingly to your knowledge it was already 5:30 and he was downstairs on the couch taking his boots off.
He heard the lewd noises that left your mouth and couldn't help but feel his dick twitch. He tried to brush it off at first, just thinking he had imagined it, but after minutes passed he continued to hear you and decided to walk upstairs to hear you even better. When he reached the top of the stairs he saw you threw the crack in your door. There you were tank top lifted over your tits, shorts discarded on the floor, panties to the side and your fingers deep into your soaking cunt.
He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help but get rock hard. He knew it was even more wrong when he started to palm himself through his pants. After a few moments of pondering his mental battle between right and wrong he lost, pulled his aching cock out and began to stroke it. You knew he was watching because you heard his belt being unbuckled, so you decided to act clueless and give him a show. You spread your legs wider to give the door a better view of your puffy pussy, and moaned louder than before.
"Hopper, please fuck me. I need you cock."
You heard light grunting an knew you riled him up. You also knew because the door was pushed open slightly.
"Oh f-fuck I'm about to cum daddy." you moaned as you added another finger into your weeping cunt.
That's all hopper needed to push him over the edge. Hot steamy pumps of cum poured down his fist and balls. The realization of what he had just done hit him once his foggy mind had cleared, but he didn't mind. You knew this because he was at your door again the next day.
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hopper is your dad's best friend. you definitely should not be attracted to him. at the very least, he should definitely not be attracted to you...
a/n: i guess i lied, my next jim fic wasn't going to be stepdad!hop but rather dad's-bestie!hop. enjoy nonetheless.
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You were sat at your dining room table flipping through a magazine when you heard your dad come through your front door. You lazily popped another chip in your mouth. You had one leg bent on the chair and the other dangling, your body looking painfully contorted but you swore it was more comfortable sitting like this.
“Dear,” your dad called out. You mumbled a response without lifting your eyes from the gossip article you were currently engulfed in.
Your eyes flickered up when you heard two sets of footsteps walk into the kitchen. Your cheeks flushed when you spotted the chief of police, Jim Hopper. Your father had been friends with Jim for years now, and you always had a little crush on him. Especially when he’d come over in his work uniform.
You almost choked on the chip you were swallowing which gained an eyebrow raise from Hopper. You didn’t realize you were staring at him until you saw his eyes widen. You looked down and realized you were only wearing a frilly tank top and skimpy PJ shorts. You quickly crossed your arms to cover your chest, feeling self-conscious.
“Jim’s gonna be staying the night,” your dad spoke as he flung open the refrigerator door and grabbed a beer for him and Jim. He didn’t think twice about Hopper seeing you indecent like this. He was like family. He had known you since you were a kid. It was normal for him to be around all the time.
“Why?”
“What? Already sick of my presence?” Hopper teased.
You awkwardly fiddled with your hands that were resting on the table, feeling Jim’s heavy gaze on your frame. “His place is getting fumigated. Needs a place to stay for the night.”
You nodded your head, refusing to look up and meet Hopper’s challenging eyes.
“We’ll be in the backyard, sweetie,” your dad said. Two sets of footsteps trailed to your back door and outside.
You let out a sigh of relief. You shifted your legs, rubbing your thighs together awkwardly, your core throbbing. Fuck. Were you really that hot and bothered by just him being in the room with you for less than a minute?
You spent the rest of your night in your room, wanting to avoid Jim at all costs. You lay flat on your bed, listening to a Stone’s song and flipping through the same Vogue magazine.
Knock. Knock.
Your dad pushed your bedroom door open slowly, popping his head in. “Hey, kiddo.”
You halfheartedly smiled up at him. “Listen. I know you won’t be too happy about this, but I think it’s only polite if you sleep on the couch tonight.”
You paused your movement before pushing your magazine away and sitting up. “What? Why would I do that?”
“Hop should sleep in a bed. You’re still young, you can handle sleeping on the couch for one night.”
“But dad,” you whined.
“I don’t want to hear it.” He sighed. “I only want to be nice to our guest. Com’on, sweetie. Do your old man a favor.”
You couldn’t help but break into a smile. You stifled it down. “Fine.” Your dad grinned and winked at you before leaving again.
Your stomach felt all funny inside. Hopper was going to be sleeping in your bed…
You quickly shot out of your bed and begin shoving your dirty clothes sprawled on the floor into your hamper and stuffed your loose papers inside your desk drawers. You tried to put everything away that might be embarrassing. As you were closing your bureau draw, you paused. You pulled out one of your pink panties and hid it so it was on the floor beside your bed. Maybe Hopper would see it. You smirked, a little tingle running through you at this dangerous game you were playing.
You made your way down the hall to take a shower, staring at yourself in the steam-filled mirror. Your face was red from the hot water. You wrapped your towel tightly around your body and peered out of the bathroom door. You paused, listening for a moment. You didn’t hear your dad or Jim so you assumed they must still be outside. You crept down the hallway and slipped into your bedroom. As you stepped inside you jumped. Jim was there, sitting on your bed. You felt your cheeks warm, your arms quickly trying to cover your body more than your towel was allowing.
“Hopper…” you said exasperated.
Hopper’s eyes trailed your exposed legs glistening from the moisture. The towel clung to your body, emphasizing the curve of your hips. Hopper cleared his throat before standing up. “Was just checking out my room for the night.” He looked at you as he walked closer. You backed away slightly. “You got a lot of stuffed animals in here.” You could hear the teasing in his voice.
“So?” you whined.
Jim smiled, clearly happy with the way he was flustering you. “Just an observation.” You could practically hear the grin on his face as he spoke. He slipped past you, whispering as he did, “The panties were a nice touch.” Your eyes widened. When you turned to look at him, he was already making his way down the hall. Shit, you knew that was a bad idea. Hopper may have stolen glances at you from time to time, but this was the first vocalized interest in you. And he knew you wanted it.
You quickly shut your door and let out a breath. You felt a warm feeling pool between your thighs. You felt dirty from the way Hopper was eyeing you. After taking a moment to steady yourself, you grinned.
You were sweating as you laid, tucked in a warm blanket, while you tried to sleep on the couch. You huffed and looked up at the clock: 11:34
Almost midnight and you still hadn’t fallen asleep.
You got up and made your way to the bathroom, stretching your arms as you went. You halted outside your door as you were passing, hearing groans coming from the other side.
Like an inexperienced idiot, you immediately thought Hopper must be having a nightmare, or maybe he’d hurt himself. You pushed open the door. “Hop—“ You were faced with Hopper relaxed on your bed, his shirt bunching up, his pants lazily unbuttoned, his hand stroking his thick cock, and your panties in his other hand.
Your eyes almost fell out of your head, your face hotter than fire in embarrassment.
Oh my god. Hopper is jacking off on MY bed.
You weren’t sure if you should be disgusted, flattered, turned on, or offended. The rush of emotions must have displayed perfectly on your face because Hopper stood up and pushed the door closed behind you, his body looming over you. His hands were on either side of your head against the wall, his pants still undone but his dick hidden back in his underwear to much of your relief… and dissatisfaction.
“Don’t act like you didn’t leave those for me to see,” he grumbled, referring to your discarded underwear. You gulped. “You knew what you were doing, little brat.” You gulped at the way his nickname for you had felt different in this context.
Hopper’s hand stroked your jaw, your body flinching at first.
“No. I…” Your words got lost as Hopper’s dark eyes pierced you.
“No, hm? Fine, leave if that’s what you want.” Hopper backed away from you, buttoning his jeans as he slid back onto your bed.
You stood there, your legs glued to the floor. Hopper looked up at you, raising a cocky brow. “So the little brat wants to play.” He whispered matter-of-factly, his voice was so deep that it came out in low rumbles. You felt a wave of warmth swim straight to your core.
Hopper’s eyes flickered down as saw the way your thighs squeezed together, a smirk being drawn out across his lips.
You were only covered by your oversized t-shirt that stopped about mid-thigh. Hopper was so grateful it was so damn hot out.
He motioned for you to come to him. You hesitated, but eventually, you moved your feet so you were a foot in front of him.
“I was thinkin’ bout you, you know.”
Your thighs pressed together harder, your arousal surely dripping through your panties.
“Do you do that often? Think of me?”
He smirked, his large hands coming to grab your thighs which billowed out around his fingers. He nodded slightly. “I think bout you all the time. Thinkin’ bout all the ways I could ruin you.” His voice was soft as he leaned into you, placing a kiss on your clothed belly. Your hands immediately went into his hair, your fingers pulling at him slightly. Your body reacted to his touch before you even had time to think.
Hopper’s hands snaked upwards and pushed your shirt up so he could see your waist and soaked panties. He kissed you again, your t-shirt bunched in his hand, his lips now kissing your skin below your navel. You gulped as he moved further down, his mustache tickling you.
He pulled back and looked up at you, your eyes wide with lust. “Gotta be quiet. Can't wake your old man.” You felt shame fill you when you remember just what was happening. Your dad’s closest friend that you’ve known since you were a child, was currently feeling you up–saying dirty things like how he has thought about you while getting off so many times–all while your dad was sleeping a few doors down.
“Hop, I don’t think—“Your words were cut off with a gasp. Hopper could see your hesitation so he stroked you through your underwear, making you realize just how bad you wanted this. Wanted him.
“You were saying?” He asked sweetly as he slid your frilled underwear to the side and moved his finger along your soaking slit.
Your grip tightened in Hopper’s hair, your head falling back in pleasure. Your earlier thoughts drifting away.
Hopper pushed one of his fingers in, making you stifle a moan. “God. I’ve waited so long to know what you’d sound like.” Hopper removed his finger from you resulting in your face pouting. He quickly slid your panties down and you kicked them off. “Get on the damn bed,” he growled.
You crawled on top of your comforter, your shirt riding up and exposing your bare lower half.
Hopper shoved his jeans off and then was resting his body between your legs. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and you lifted your arms so he could take it off. “That’s a good girl,” he cooed as he watched your chest be revealed to him.
Hopper leaned down and placed kisses along the swell of your breasts before sucking one of your nipples into his mouth. You groaned, biting on your nails to try and stifle your obscene sounds.
“You ever been with a man?” He asked as he switched to give your other nipple attention. His left hand came up and groped your left breast.
It was hard for you to speak. “N-No.”
Hopper grinned, biting your bud softly before pulling away. He almost came hearing the fact that you were a virgin. You were going to be so goddamn tight.
Hopper’s cock throbbed painfully in his underwear. He finally pulled it out, grinding his hips into you so his cock dragged along your clit.
You didn’t mean to moan as loud as you did, Hopper’s hand swiftly coming up to cover your mouth. “Shh,” he insisted.
Hopper rubbed against you a dozen more times, your eyes already rolling to the back of your head. Your hands squeezed your bed sheets, trying your hardest not to get any louder.
“Ready for me?” He asked, even though he didn’t really care if you said yes or no.
You nodded, biting your lip and looking down between your bodies as Hopper lined the tip of his dick up with your entrance. He slowly began to push in, your head flew back into the mattress, grunts getting lodged in your throat. It stung painfully, but at the same time, you wanted to buck your hips up into him. It was torturous how slowly he filled you. Your walls pressed against him in resistance, making Hopper grunt himself.
“Fucking hell, baby.” The end of Hopper’s sentence rose in octave as he bottomed out.
You let out a panting sigh as Hopper held himself still inside you, finally filling you up.
Hopper slowly pulled out of you, a sharp hiss leaving your lips. Your eyes closed as you tried to focus on something other than the twitches of pain between your legs. Hopper leaned forward and left kisses on the side of your neck, his mustache tickling you again. “You’re doing so good for me,” he mumbled into your hair.
“You’re… so… big,” you said through exasperated breaths. One of Hopper’s hands slid into your hair, surely messing it up. He began to rock his hips against you in a gradual rhythm.
Hopper could feel you pulsating around his cock, he growled low in his throat. “So fucking tight,” he babbled as he filled you. As he continued to rut into you, he realized your time was fleeting. Your damn bed moved along with his body, squeaking rather loudly. Your dad was sure to hear if he kept it up. It definitely crossed his mind to keep going–to pick up speed even–not giving a shit if your dad walked in. Hopper wanted nothing more than to chase this high. But that idea soon got pushed down again. Hopper stopped and you looked up at him with your fucking doll eyes. “Why’d you stop?” You asked, somewhat out of breath. Hopper grinned. How were you even out of breath? He was the one doing all the work.
“Beds too loud,” he said. He slid out of you with a sting to your crotch. You squeezed your legs together, eyes locked on Hopper as he shifted his way to the floor. He even pondered dragging you out to his truck so he could fuck you in there, but he decided the floor would have to do.
“Well?”
Startled, you stood up and met Hopper on the ground, his back pressed against the wall. Oh, shit. Did he want you to get on top? On your first time?!
“I don’t know about…”
Hopper cut you off before you could finish. “It’s alright.” He smirked at you, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you on top of him. “I’ll guide you through it.” He kissed your cheek and your face warmed. You aligned yourself, your knees on each side of Hopper’s thighs. One of his hands helped line himself back up with you, the other one squeezing your waist. “That’s it.” He encouraged. Hopper intently watched you, your cute mannerisms piquing his interest. Your face contorted, biting your lip, as you slid down on him. Your hands grabbed his shoulders for balance. Hopper’s hands now both roamed the side of your body, bringing your attention back to him.
You began bouncing, drawing out your every move, trying to warm up. “Is this good?” You asked, looking at him.
Hopper’s hips bucked up slightly in response, a gasp escaping you. “Fucking perfect.”
You rode him with more confidence, sliding on top of him with far less resistance now. Almost no sound was being made except for the connecting of your bodies and the sounds of both of your moans.
You were constricting him as his cock throbbed against your walls. He wasn’t going to last much longer, your tight body basically forcing the orgasm out of him. Hopper’s head leaned against the wall, lazily watching you. One of his fingers moved to your clit, dragging it in slow circles. You squeaked, the new sensation making you bite your tongue. So many little sounds were being dragged out of you now. “Sound so pretty,” he mumbled in pleasure.
As you were chasing your own high, you began to rock your hips back and forth, Hopper hitting you at a new angle. “Shit,” Hopper groaned, not expecting the switch in your confidence. Your moans sent Hopper over the edge, not having enough time to pull out of you before he came.
You cried in pleasure as you followed close behind with the help of his circling thumb, your body tightly pulsating around his cock. You felt his warm seed explode into you and squelch out of your body. You were too cockdrunk to fully process what was happening, all you wanted was to extend your high as long as possible.
Hopper had to keep from groaning loudly, his voice a deep growl in his throat as he bucked his hips up, expelling himself into you further.
Hopper watched as you used his cock to ride out your orgasm, messily rocking against him, your eyes shut, in another world completely.
When you finally slowed, you collapsed forward onto his chest. Hopper wrapped his arms around you, catching his breath. “Always surprising me.”
You took a few deep breaths then looked up at him, your face lined with beads of sweat. “What?” You asked exasperated.
“Didn’t expect you to use my dick like it wasn’t attached to anything, but solely there for your pleasure,” he teased.
You felt embarrassed, just as surprised as he was at your sudden horny boost of confidence. He grinned. “It was hot,” he concluded.
After you both got dressed, you felt a sudden wave of regret. Now that your mind wasn’t goop from the fire between your thighs, you could think clearly. What did this mean: fucking your dad’s friend? Someone who is over all the time. How were you going to hide this? Was Hopper going to want to fuck you again? What if you didn’t want to?
Before you could open your mouth to vocalize some of your panicky concerns, you heard your dad walking down the hall. Your door had slightly opened, just enough for your dead to hear movement. “You still up, hun?” He asked, moving to push your door open.
“Just had to use the bathroom,” You said with more haste than you meant to. Your dad’s hand fell back to his side. “Alright. Night then.” You heard him close the bathroom door.
You looked up at Hopper behind you with big eyes. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” You hissed.
Hopper rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe he’d forget by morning.” Of course, Hopper was referring to the fact that your dad was too sleepy to remember Hopper was staying in your room, and you were supposed to be sleeping on the couch. It might click by the time he wakes up that it was you who answered him through your bedroom door, not Hopper. Neither of you were sure what you were going to do, but for some reason, it made your thighs pool with desire again.
#jim hopper#jim hopper smut#hopper#hopper smut#jim hopper oneshot#jim hopper fanfic#stranger things#stranger things smut#smut#hopper st4#chief jim hopper#chief hopper#jim hopper x reader#insert fic#hopper x reader#stranger things hopper
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highkey im a hopper hater which is evidently my most unpopular opinion in fan spaces... there's a reason the first letter of acab is A! the character had a lot of potential in s1-2, and i do believe he really loves el, but they shouldn't have made him a cop, shouldn't have made him so violent and corrupt about his power, shouldn't have made him threaten mike including joking about killing him and covering it up in front of joyce- that is a child! and he really does have the power to do that!- and finally, if they wanted me to root for jopper which they did put a lot of writing effort into making meaningful and emotional in s4 and in their build up esp in s1, they shouldn't have made him so controlling and angry towards her in s3. he displayed all the red flags of an abuser and while i'm not saying they'd ever write him to abuse joyce, it teaches viewers to ignore clear obvious red flags that no one should date someone who displays in real life. i really don't love that he'll be will's stepdad. sure, he's not the exact same as lonnie, but neither joyce nor will or jonathan need another aggressive controlling man in their lives. in real life he'd be homophobic, but in the show i doubt they'll show that bc they need to balance the copaganda somehow to keep him seeming likable
omg hi. i don't know where to start. i agree with everything you just said. i'm a firmly hopper disliker for all the reasons you mentioned
the first thing hopper did wrong was simply being a cop idc. then being immature and abusive towards CHILDREN in seasons 2 and 3. and a jealous jerk to joyce in season 3. the only thing i like about hopper is his bond with el, but even that is not the best, his authority turned into violence
if they magically make jim "is he 🤨?" hopper an open minded man it will be plain bad writing idc
"they don't need another aggresive controlling man in their lives" i couldn't have said it better
in conclusion: acab
thank you for your ask <333
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Happy Father’s Day to Jim Hopper & Mr.Sinclair the most amazing fucking dads in the Stranger Things universe
As well as the positive male figures in Dustin, Max, Will and Mike’s lives
Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson & Jonathan Byers y’all are so important in those kids lives!!
And a glad fuck you to Ted Wheeler, Max’s stepdad, Lonnie Byers and Martian Brenner
edit: ( can’t believe I forgot this)
And a huge fuck you to Mr.Harrington, although you aren’t canonicly abusive and an asshole to Steve you are in the majority of the fan works (at least the ones I’ve seen) Hopper is absolutely Steve’s real dad
#robin buckley#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#nancy wheeler#byler#fathers day#jim hopper#hopper adopted eleven#fuck you ted wheeler
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who i write for - vicwritesfanfic
↳ stranger things
jim hopper: x reader, in-universe, au, dbf, bfd, stepdad, etc.
eddie munson: x reader, threesome (w/ steve), in-universe, au, stepbro, best friend, perv, stalker, etc.
steve harrington: x reader, threesome (w/ eddie), in-universe, au, stepbro, best friend, perv, etc.
jonathan byers: x reader, in-universe, au, stepbro, best friend, perv, stalker, etc.
↳ spiderverse
miguel o’hara: x reader, in-universe, au, dbf, bfd, stepdad, teacher/student, boss/secretary (or any power dynamics), etc.
hobie brown: x reader, in-universe, au, best friend, famous x groupie, etc.
↳ call of duty
simon “ghost” riley: x reader, in-universe, au, trainer/trainee (or any power dynamics), dbf, bfd, threesome (with könig)
könig: x reader, in-universe, au, trainer/trainee (or any power dynamics), dbf, bfd, threesome (with ghost)
↳ pedro pascal’s characters
joel miller: x reader, in-universe, au, dbf, bfd, stepdad, power dynamics, enemies to lovers, etc.
jack “whiskey” daniels: x reader, in-universe, au, power dynamics, enemies to lovers, etc.
javier peña: x reader, in-universe, au, power dynamics, enemies to lovers, etc.
the listed tropes are simply suggestions/my personal favorites to write. anyone listed in red are my favorite characters to write about.
want me write someone not listed here? send in a request to my ask box!
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Hawkins Living | Eddie Munson x Hopper!reader
Hawkins Living | Eddie Munson x fem!Hopper!reader
Warnings: a couple curse words, not proofread or edited, I think that’s it??
Word count: 3200+
Find my masterlist here!
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late August, 1982
(Y/N) Hopper does her best to navigate her way through Hawkins High on her first day.
Being the new kid in town is never fun, but somehow having your dad be the chief of police makes it worse. Everyone ignores her for the first part of the day. That is until lunch comes around.
(Y/N) finds herself sitting alone in the corner of the lunch room when a pair of hands slam down on the table in front of her lunch tray.
"So, you're the new kid, huh?"
She looks up to see a curly headed boy now sitting across from her.
"Uh, yeah. Lucky guess?"
He cracks a grin and a chuckle falls from his lips. "And your dad is Jim Hopper."
"Wow, word really travels fast here."
What the entirety of the school does not know is that she did not grow up around her father. Her parents were never technically together when her mom got pregnant. Her mother decided it was best to not tell Jim. After a couple months of going through the pregnancy alone, she found a new man, David. He had graduated a couple of years before she and Jim did. The two of them found each other and decided to start a life together. By the time Jim found out she was pregnant, she and David had moved south to Tennessee where David had found a job somewhere around Nashville.
That mother is now a school teacher, teaching junior English at Hawkins High. After her parents both passed away, she and David, her now husband, decided that it was time to move back home. Little did they know about the secrets that lie within Hawkins.
The boy shrugs before replying, "It's a small town, everyone has to have something to pass the time."
The bell rings, signaling that lunch is now over and it's time to head to fourth period.
(Y/N) goes to thank the boy for actually talking to her, but he's already gone. All she knows is that he probably has good taste in music based solely on the Black Sabbath t-shirt she notices he was wearing.
A few weeks pass before she finally learns his name. Eddie Munson.
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late May, 1985
Junior year just ended for (Y/N) Hopper. The only thing left to worry about for the summer is saving money for college and which colleges she actually wants to apply to.
A couple months back, she found that the record shop downtown was looking for a new employee. Luckily, her stepdad knew the owner, Doug, and helped her get the job.
Even though the new mall, Starcourt, opened back in January, the shop is still going strong.
It's a warm Saturday morning when (Y/N) gets to work. She pets the store's cat, Fluffy, before setting her stuff down behind the counter and gathering the new releases to add to the shelves. After a few minutes of stocking the store, the bell above the front door dings, signaling the arrival of a customer.
"Hey, new girl."
(Y/N) can recognize that voice anywhere. "I was the new girl three years ago, Eddie."
Eddie slides past her to go to the counter to pet Fluffy. "Whatever, new girl."
(Y/N) rolls her eyes before grabbing the next cassette in the box.
"So, how's your boyfriend?" Eddie asks after a few moments of silence.
She cringes at the thought of Scott. He was one of the star senior basketball players, next to Steve Harrington, of course. Even though (Y/N) is not the most popular girl at school, she is pretty well-known around the school and town of Hawkins.
"Let's not talk about him," she replies, a hint of anger in her voice.
"Hit a nerve?"
She groans, knowing Eddie will refuse to leave it alone until she tells him what happened.
"I honestly should've known it was too good to be true. After two years of me literally following him around like a lost puppy and doing anything he asked, he had the audacity to cheat on me and sleep with Tiffany."
It's Eddie's turn to cringe now. Tiffany is your typical high school rom-com cheerleader; stupid, mean, and likes to pretend she's the nice girl even after sleeping with your boyfriend.
"Ouch, sorry."
(Y/N) shrugs, "It's cool, I guess. Kind of have my eyes on someone else anyways."
She pauses for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed that she would actually admit that to someone who probably doesn't care. Even though he's the one she has eyes for.
She and Eddie have come to know each other a little better since that fateful day her freshman year. See, (Y/N)'s mother is not only an English teacher at the high school, she's also the drama teacher. This means that she also sponsors the Hellfire Club. Since Eddie decided to start the club, (Y/N) has run into him on multiple occasions.
"Oh, yeah?"
A surge of confidence flows through her body when she speaks again. "Yeah... You probably know him. He's a metalhead, has the prettiest hair I've ever seen, and really likes Dungeons and Dragons."
Eddie's heart skips a beat after her confession, and (Y/N) feels her heart racing.
"So, if this said metalhead asked you out on a date, would you say yes?"
"I would."
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mid-March, 1986
It's been almost 10 months since that wonderful day at the shop. (Y/N) finds herself falling more and more for Eddie with each day that passes.
It's the Friday before spring break. Tonight is the championship basketball game. Everyone is talking about it.
(Y/N) couldn't care less about the basketball game. Tonight also signifies the end of the big campaign she's helped Eddie plan. The Cult of Vecna.
No one knows that she and Eddie are together. They thought it would be best to save themselves from the bullies at Hawkins High. (Y/N) is tired of hiding. She's an adult, and so is Eddie. Who cares if they want to date?
She watches from the other side of the cafeteria as Eddie stands up on top of the table he sits at with the rest of the Hellfire Club. She can barely hear him over the pounding of her heart in her ears.
She stands up abruptly when Eddie jumps off the table.
"Where are you going?" a friend from the table she was sitting at asks.
"Just excuse me for a second, I'm going to go make a scene."
(Y/N) walks away from the table, making her way towards her boyfriend.
Everyone else in the cafeteria watches in anticipation.
A smile grows on her and Eddie's faces as she gets closer. When she reaches him, she pulls him into a searing kiss. After a few seconds, they pull apart, and look to the members of the club.
"You're dating Eddie? Our Eddie?" Dustin questions as if he can't believe what he just witnessed.
(Y/N) can only nod, not trusting herself to talk. She's usually not that bold in front of other people, but she's tired of pretending to not be dating the "freak".
(Y/N) was Dustin's babysitter after first moving to Hawkins. She has met some of her closest friends through him; Steve, Nancy, Jonathan, and Robin.
"I'm so confused," Mike says.
"She's my girlfriend, dipshit. Get used to it," Eddie says, flicking him on the forehead.
His other arm stays wrapped around his girl's side. He sits down, pulling her down into his lap.
"So, are you joining us tonight for the finale of the campaign?"
"Can she be our sub?" Dustin asks.
"As much as I'd like to do that, I helped him plan this whole thing... I'd have too much of an advantage," she replies to Dustin's question before replying to Eddie's. "I'm planning on being there."
The rest of the day and night goes by in a blur. The campaign ended beautifully after Erica Sinclair helped the Hellfire Club defeat Vecna.
(Y/N) and Eddie part ways for the night, him promising to come over in the morning for breakfast with her and her parents before they head out for vacation.
Even though it's spring break, (Y/N) decided that it would be best if she stayed in Hawkins so she could work a few extra shifts to earn more money for college. Time is running out before she starts school at Roane County Community College.
Saturday morning rolls around, and Eddie is a no-show.
"We've got to head on, sweetheart. Why don't you go by his place later? Maybe he overslept or something," her mother says before placing a kiss on her daughter's forehead. "You have the number of our hotel, so don't hesitate to call if you need us, okay?"
"Got it, ma. Have fun on your vacation."
(Y/N) watches as her mom and stepfather leave in their car before she rushes to the phone to call Dustin.
"Henderson residence," Dustin's voice comes through the speaker. He sounds uneasy.
"Dustin! Have you heard from Eddie? He was supposed to come over and-"
She's cut off by the boy on the other side of the call.
"Meet us at Family Video in 10."
The line goes dead.
(Y/N) doesn't hesitate to throw the phone back onto the receiver and run to her room to change clothes before taking her car across town to the store.
When she arrives, she finds Dustin, Max, Robin, and Steve sitting around the computer.
"Finally!" Dustin exclaims. "Do you happen to know who Reefer Rick is?"
(Y/N) feels the color drain from her face. "Why? What's happening? I thought you knew where Eddie was?"
"We think he's at this Rick guy's house, but we don't know his last name."
"Lipton...He lives close to Lover's Lake," she says slowly. "Now can you PLEASE tell me what's going on? What's going on with Eddie?"
Max gives her a sympathetic smile. "I'll explain on the way."
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"Don't worry, Steve will get him with his oar!" Dustin exclaims sarcastically.
"I don't think this is very funny," Steve says poking at a tarp with the oar.
Suddenly, the tarp flies from over the boat and Eddie jumps out, pinning Steve against the wall with a broken beer bottle gripped tightly in his hand.
"Eddie! It's me, it's Dustin. We're here to help!" Dustin yells.
(Y/N) feels like she can't move. Even though she knows Eddie had nothing to do with Chrissy's death, she doesn't know how to adjust to the situation.
The "fire" at Starcourt last year really took a toll on her mental state. Luckily, she had Eddie to help her through. Except he didn't actually know what took place that day. She lost her dad, someone she barely had time to get to know.
"Eddie, please," she finally speaks up. "We believe you. Whatever actually happened last night. It's okay... We're going to help you. Please, put down the bottle."
Eddie's gaze softens at the sound of his girlfriend's voice. His arm drops down to his side and Robin rushes over to Steve's aid.
(Y/N) throws her arms around Eddie's neck, and he holds onto her tightly.
"I was so scared."
"I know, Eds. We need you to tell us everything that happened."
Eddie sits down and takes a few breaths before explaining everything he experienced the night before.
In turn, Dustin explains the last few years in Hawkins and how everything has led up to this.
"So, you've all dealt with this stuff before?" Eddie asks.
The other five people in the room nod simultaneously.
"So the fire at the mall last year... that was?"
"Russians." Dustin replies.
Eddie shakes his head in disbelief.
(Y/N) can't help but feel bad for him. It was a lot for the whole lot of them during the events, so she can only imagine how he might feel after having everything dropped on him at once.
"What do we do?" Eddie asks.
"We need to keep you safe, for one. My parents are out of town, so you could come stay at my place," (Y/N) offers. "At least until we can find a safe house. And we need to find Nancy."
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A couple of days have gone by when Jason Carver shows up at (Y/N)'s door.
"Hey, sweetheart," he grins as she opens the door carefully.
Her blood runs cold at the idea that he could find Eddie downstairs in the basement.
"What do you want, Carver?" she spits.
Jason puts his hands up in defense. "Just wanted to check up on you... Since, you know, your freak boyfriend killed my girl."
(Y/N) rolls her eyes. "You and I both know that he wouldn't do that. You'd have more motive to kill her before Eddie would."
She goes to shut the door before Jason stops the wood from completely shutting him out.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I took a look around, right? Want to make sure you don't have any murderers hiding in here."
"Get off my property before I call the cops, Jason."
(Y/N) slams the door shut and watches as Jason gets back into his Jeep and drives off. She then rushes down the stairs where Eddie, Dustin, Max, Nancy, Robin, and Steve sit.
"We need to get you to my dad's cabin," she says to Eddie. "Jason Carver just showed up, and I think he's going to tell the cops that I'm hiding you here."
The group quickly grabs all their belongings before they head out to the middle of the woods to hide Eddie in Hopper's old cabin.
Once there, Steve asks, "Wasn't this thing destroyed last year?"
"My stepdad and I repaired most of it... I was going to move in after I graduated, so it'll work for Eddie until we figure everything out." (Y/N) explains before adding, "It needs a good cleaning so that'll give you something to do while we work through this, Eds."
After a couple hours of cleaning, (Y/N) and Eddie crash on the couch in the living room.
Eddie is still shaken up after the past few days. Who can blame him? He's been through enough trauma in less than a week than some people experience in a lifetime.
"Thank you... for doing this," Eddie says, leaning back into the cushions.
"I love you, Eddie. And I'm going to do everything I can to keep you safe from all this."
Eddie chuckles, running his fingers through his curls. "I should be the one telling you that. God, I'm a coward."
(Y/N) reaches over and grabs his hands, lacing her fingers with his. "Listen to me, Eddie Munson. You are not a coward. You did the same thing any of us would do. This is scary, and we've gone through so much these past few years. You are brave for even still being here with us."
With that, the two of them sit for a while before they both drift off to sleep.
The next morning, they are awoken to the sound of a car pulling up outside.
(Y/N) glances out the window to see Steve, Dustin, and Robin get out of Steve's BMW. She opens the front door for them and they all make themselves as comfortable as they can in the tiny, wooden cabin.
"We have a plan," Dustin tells the couple. "When Vecna is attacking his victims, he goes into a sleep-like state in the Upside Down. If we can get through the rift in Eddie's house, we can get in and attack when Vecna leasts expects it."
Dustin then lays out what looks to be a series of maps. "This is Hawkins, which would also be how the Upside Down looks, just, you know, scarier. The Creel house is here-- he points to a red marked spot on the map-- and this is Eddie's house. We, me and the two of you, are going to distract the demobats while Robin, Steve, and Nancy get into the Creel house and attack Vecna's body. This is all in the Upside Down. In actual Hawkins, Lucas, Max, and Erica are going to be in the Creel house and Max is going to lure Vecna to her. Lucas will stand guard while she taunts him, and then Erica will signal for us to begin our plan."
"Are we sure this is going to work?" Eddie asks, fear seeping through his words.
"It's the best we've got..." Steve answers.
"Then let's do it."
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"I'm buying more time," Eddie says before cutting the sheets that connect the Upside Down to his home.
"Eddie, no!" (Y/N) screams.
Eddie runs off and Dustin grabs a chair to help give (Y/N) a boost to get back into the Upside Down.
"Please stay here, Dustin. I can't let anything happen to you, okay?"
Dustin throws his arms around her, giving her a tight hug before helping her go back through the rift.
(Y/N) runs through the Upside Down before finding Eddie standing up against hundreds of demobats. She watches in horror as some attack him.
She grips her weapon tighter before running and slicing through what she can.
And like a switch was flipped, the remaining demobats fall to the ground.
(Y/N) falls to her knees in front of Eddie. He takes a couple deep breaths as he lays on the cold ground.
"You better not die on me, Munson, or I'll kill you myself."
"I didn't run this time, princess."
"I know, Eddie. You're a hero," she cries. "Now let's go home."
She helps her boyfriend off the ground before they get back to the trailer.
"Holy shit, you're okay!" Dustin exclaims after the two get back to the real world.
He wraps his arms around the couple, clearly happy that they are alive.
The three of them head back to the rendezvous point, Hopper's cabin, and wait for the rest of the team to arrive.
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A couple days later, the group, minus Eddie, finds themselves at (Y/N)'s house.
"So, you're telling me that during our short vacation... Eddie was "framed" for murder, you defeated a creepy monster in the Upside Down, and met Victor Creel, the man who I had nightmares about for years?" (Y/N)'s mother asks.
(Y/N)'s mom and stepdad know all about the events that have taken place in Hawkins. (Y/N)'s mom was one of the key people that helped Joyce Byers prove that Will was still alive in another dimension.
"Uh, yeah, that's pretty much it," Dustin says.
"I want to go check on Eddie, so do you guys want to come with me?" (Y/N) asks.
The group follows her outside and into a couple different cars before heading out into the woods yet again.
When they get there, they see a van reading "Surfer Boy Pizza."
"It's a California car... Do you think it could be the Byers?" Steve asks.
They slowly make their way to the front door before Dustin does his special "secret" knock that he made Eddie learn so he would know that it was him.
The door creeps open, revealing Eddie and El.
"(Y/N)!" El exclaims, throwing her arms around her older sister.
"What are you doing here?" (Y/N) asks.
El pulls her inside, then into her old bedroom, and explains everything that happened in California.
"I'm so glad you're okay," (Y/N) sighs out.
Outside the bedroom door comes a creak in the floorboard and the door swings open.
"Dad?"
The two girls rush over to the tall man in the doorway and he holds onto the two of them tightly.
"I never stopped believing," El says through tears.
"How are you here?" (Y/N) questions.
"It's a long story, but I'm here now, kid." Hopper says. "Now tell me why Munson is in my living room."
(Y/N) laughs. "About that..."
"You know I've busted him for drugs on multiple occasions, right?"
"Details, details..." (Y/N) says. "He's my boyfriend."
Hopper sighs, running a hand down his face. "Of course he is."
"He also saved my life..."
"I'll forgive him this time."
(Y/N) laughs again. "I'm glad you're home, dad."
"Me, too, kid."
#hopper's daughter#stranger things#st4#stranger things 4#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x fem reader#eddie munson#marvel-rhapsody#rylie writes
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Hey guys I'm planning to post soon 🤍 [ technically i have already posted a fic, I think yesterday]
Here's a list of some to look out for!!
Perception - vampire draco smut
Draco can tell if you want him rather you tell him or not...
Cookies - Eddie Munson fluff
Eddie thinks you remind him of cookies...
Batch of cookies - Jim Hopper smut
You've just moved to town with your parents. your mother thinks it's only the neighbor thing to do for you to bring cookies to the chief your father works with but not everything stays that way...
Milky - stepdad Draco smut [soft sex in Draco's pov]
Your stepfather is so lonely and down after he finds out your mother cheated luckily he still has you when he needs someone to comfort him...
Freeing - draco Malfoy fluff
Hogwarts is stressful and every once in awhile you just need to be free
Twisted ties - best friends dad draco smut
[this is meant to be a simple fic but I'm thinking about a series]
Your invited to your friends place for the summer you never meant to fall for his father
Pretty tears - Eddie Muson hurt/ comfort
Your insecurities from growing up affect your relationships but Eddie won't let you believe you're anything less than what he sees you as... [based on my thoughts and childhood]
The next part to my series (proffessor and the other) since I've been lacking [sorry 😔]
And I'll be doing my request but I'm doing the Mafia draco smut first since it's a part 2 to fine line
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stepdad!jim hopper x innocent!reader//crybaby!reader. that’s all.
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no matter how much fingering, you can't take all of stepdad hoppers cock inside you, he's just so biggg and thick it makes your head hurt.. and he loves it
today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)
this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.
"No- no! I can't," You cry, gripping at Jim's shoulders, broad and smattered with hair, "It's too big! I can't."
"Okay, okay," He hums gruffly, slowing his movements so that his cock isn't ramming into your cunt anymore, "We'll go slow, sweetheart. Real slow."
"Not even slow," You choke, shaking your head while tears bead at your eyes, "I can't do it! It's- there's too much."
"Alright," He glances down, seeing himself only half-buried between your legs, "This, then? That's enough?"
"No," You whimper, shaking your head, "I need more."
"You can't take it," He chuckles, "This is it, honey."
"No, I need-! Your fingers! Your fingers," You reach for his hand when it comes to stroke at your flushed cheek. You press the pads of his fingers to your lips, kissing them desperately, "Please, please just stretch me more."
"It won't work," He croons, voice scratchy as he slowly rolls his hips against yours again, "It's okay, honey. If y'really want the rest of it you can suck it later."
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The Bite
by ziggykatzz
Will Byers was a pretty normal kid, besides his russian step-sister. He had normal (Not very normal at all ) friends, who he all loved and new since he was young. He had his mom and his stepdad and his step-sister, he was a happy person. Until Maxine Mayfield suggested something to El that would change his life forever.
(The summary will be updated to be better once it starts to get going! )
DISCORD: https://ift.tt/AydXzge everyone there is super welcoming! I hope you enjoy your stay!! (The discord will be at the end notes as well! :D )
⚠️Hello! This is being posted under Saturn's ao3 account. Fynn is the original creator and i take no credit to the idea whatsoever, I'm simply just posting it on ao3. With that in mind, please don't post it to wattpad. If you wish to view it on wattpad, the name is Ratio Active Oneshots. and is under the name StarZ00mies.⚠️
Words: 3433, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Byler Oneshots
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016), Spider-Man - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, Suzie Bingham, Original Male Character(s), Joyce Byers, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Minor Characters, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers
Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Original Male Character(s), Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Suzie Bingham/Dustin Henderson, PAST Eleven|Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Will Byers & Eleven | Jane & Dustin Henderson & Maxine Mayfield & Lucas Sinclair & Mike Wheeler, Joyce Byers/Jim "Chief" Hopper
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - SpiderMan, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Aged-Up Character(s), Will Byers as Spider-Man, Will Byers Has Powers, Gay Will Byers, Will Byers Loves Mike Wheeler, Will Byers Has PTSD, Will Byers Needs a Hug, Will Byers Angst, Will Byers Deserves Love, Will Byers Has Issues, Will Byers Can't Catch a Break, Will Byers is Whipped, Sad Will Byers, Will Byers-centric, Gay Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler Loves Will Byers, Mike Wheeler Has a Crush on Will Byers, Mike Wheeler Needs a Hug, Mike Wheeler Angst, ted wheeler is an ass, Mike Wheeler is Bad at Feelings, Mike Wheeler is a Sweetheart, Author is a Mike Wheeler Apologist, Mike Wheeler is a Mess, Mike Wheeler Being an Idiot, Mike Wheeler Has Daddy Issues, Protective Mike Wheeler, Past Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Pansexual Eleven | Jane Hopper, Step-Siblings Will Byers & Eleven | Jane Hopper, Eleven | Jane Hopper is Russian because its funny to me, Minor Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Lucas Sinclair is a Sweetheart, Maxine "Max" Mayfield Loves Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson main character moment, Dustin Henderson is a Sweetheart, Eventual Smut, Top Will Byers, Bottom Mike Wheeler, Oral Sex, Consent is Sexy kids, Will Byers is a Tease, Praise Kink, Anal Play, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Implied Sexual Content, Consensual Underage Sex, Most chapters are beta read if they're not then the notes will say so
from AO3 works tagged 'Will Byers/Mike Wheeler' https://ift.tt/BzfY9qv
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give hopper and will the bonding moment they deserve
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⭒☆━━━HAWKINS CATALOG━━━☆⭒
「smut is marked with a ❥ 」
「✓ completed series ; […] in progress series」
18+ minors DNI
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𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
❥ full of surprises | smut | eddie x afab!reader | you finally get the courage to tell Eddie how you feel about him. he never thought this day would come. you both end up getting a bit carried away…
❥ fuck you | smut | eddie x afab!reader | you became friends with eddie almost a year ago. it wasn’t until after summer break that you realized just how attractive he was. during a hellfire meeting, you two are left alone, and his usual sassy remarks leave you blushing like an idiot instead of throwing sarcasm right back at him.
dating eddie | involve | eddie x reader | what it would be like dating eddie
can I kiss you? | mini fic | eddie x reader | eddie munson asking to kiss you
jealousy | mini fic | eddie x reader | eddie thinking you like someone else and that you’re going with them to homecoming or something until you tell him you wanted him to ask you
in the woods | mini fic | eddie x reader | based on a gif
new piercings | mini fic | eddie x afab!reader | piercing your nipples as a surprise for eddie
⇢ ˗ˏˋall my eddie mini fics
⇢ ˗ˏˋmy eddie fic recs
𝐣𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫
❥ ride home | ✓ series | hopper x afab!reader | you had always thought chief jim hopper was hot. and you knew he thought the same about you, he just tried to hide it because it was wrong–he knew your dad for fuck’s sake… (oh, and you were still in high school.) however, after hopper crashes a house party, you ask him for a ride home. hopper briefly loses his self-control promising to never do it again…
❥ punishment | smut | dark!hopper x afab!reader | you get dragged into the police station after you’re caught trying to sneak into a bar. hopper ends up being the cop that deals with you and that's when he notices how short your skirt is. he thinks it's best to teach you a lesson, showing you just what can happen if you wear slutty clothes around town and do dumb shit.
❥ polaroids | mini fic | hopper x afab!reader | hopper takes photos of you in the middle of sex
❥ prom night | smut | hopper x afab!reader | hopper appears at your senior prom and gets jealous when he sees you with your date
secretary | fluff | grumpy!hopper x sunshine!reader | you start working at the hawkin’s police station as a secretary and hopper takes a liking to you against his better judgment
❥ car sex | mini fic | smut | car sex based on a gif of d.h.
❥ sleepy | smut | hopper x afab!reader | after a long day at work, you want nothing more than to be cuddled up with your boyfriend. hopper, already sleepy, lets you ride his thigh
❥ don't leave | smut | dark!hopper x afab!reader | you’re heading back to college and your boyfriend, jim hopper, is pretty upset about it. then he gets an idea that would make you have to stay
❥ the search | smut | hopper x afab!reader | list format | hopper and you team up during the search party for the missing boy.
❥ hopper's princess | smut | stepdad/dark!hopper x afab!reader | hopper is your self-proclaimed adoptive father. he catches you with your teddy bear one night and he wants to help you out.
❥ nsfw abc's | smut | hopper x mostly gn!reader | nsfw abcs for jim hopper.
❥ dad's best friend | smut | hopper x afab!reader | hopper is your dad's best friend. you definitely should not be attracted to him. at the very least, he should definitely not be attracted to you...
⇢ ˗ˏˋall my jim mini fics
⇢ ˗ˏˋmy jim thirst posts
⇢ ˗ˏˋmy jim fic recs
𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞
❥ please | smut | sub!billy x dom!afab!reader | no plot, just smut
𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫
❥ i can show you how | smut | nancy x afab!reader | you and nancy are hanging out in her room when you ask her if she’s ever touched herself before. she shakes her head. that’s when you offer to show her how
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