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luveline · 2 years
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Jade!!! I’m so in awe of how you write Steve, like you capture his character so well! I was thinking about if the reader had also been dragged into the mess that is saving Hawkins and, as a result, has also unofficially been anointed a baby sitter - Steve would be all heart eyes seeing how well you get on with the kids and just how much you care for them (and how much they care for you)
thank you! Steve and you having a quiet moment between all the hubbub and just loving each other and being proud of each other for how you take care of the kids (word count: 1k) fluff and softie steve 🥺 ST4 EP 4 SPOILERS AHEAD
You try not to be too obvious about what you're doing as you stare across the room at Steve. He's sitting with his back pressed against the chair Dustin's currently slumped in, eyes blinking slowly as he attempts to stay awake. 
You're opposite on the sofa between Max and Lucas, Max finally asleep. Her face is pressed into your arm. She might be drooling. You decide that this is more than allowed considering what she's just been though. 
Lucas is still awake. Still worried. 
"I don't know…" he confesses quietly, almost too quiet to hear despite the room's silence, "what I would have done. If something happened." 
If Vecna got her, he doesn't say. 
You brush your knuckles against the back of Max's hand as you twist, giving him what you hope is a soft, reassuring smile. 
"Nothing happened, and nothing is gonna happen. We're gonna work this out. She's safe, Lucas. I promise," you whisper, putting on an exasperated tone. You're not sure how truthful you're being but you believe vehemently that everyone's gonna be okay. You have to.
You don't know him very well, any of them, only through Steve. They love Steve and seem to like you, and despite a big risk of going too far and overstepping, you really want to reassure Lucas.
These kids are so young, they don't realise how young they are. Growing up is traumatic enough without the constant threat of an evil power, and it shows on all their tired faces that they're stressed beyond words. 
Lucas sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, reminding you of Steve. You look to him, find your brown eyed boy watching you with an earnest, fond smile stretched over his lips. 
"Steve and I," you say, a little firmer, "we won't let anything happen to Max… or to you." 
"I'm a great fucking babysitter," Steve agrees, voice rough with fatigue. "And so is Y/N. That's double the protection, Sinclair." 
"Exactly. We've got a basement full of dorks who, including yourself, are smart and brave enough to get through this." 
Lucas starts to get that look on his face despite his overall maturity that you recognise as embarrassment; too much heart to heart for a teenage boy right now. You dial it down. 
"And to do that you need to sleep. Get some rest, gather your strength. The campaign isn't over," you say. Both Steve and Lucas snort at your cheesy joke. 
Lucas settles down and eventually falls asleep after you make a big show of not feeling tired. "I got it," you whisper. "I'll be on Max watch." 
Now, with all the babies asleep including the academics who basically saved the day, it's only you and Steve. 
"Are you okay?" you whisper. 
"Baby, I should be asking you that. I've been through this whole shtick three times already."
"Don't you think that's worse?" You can't imagine how scared he is. 
Steve straightens up with an awful groan and sets a dead stare at you that withers your bravery almost too fast. "I'm fine. I am," you say, words riddled with a scratching weakness, like your voice might break. "I'm okay." 
Steve gets up. You lift your head as he walks towards you, careful not to make too much noise. His hands are soft and very, very careful as he bends at the waist and takes your face into them, like he's assessing you.
His thumbs aligned at your jaw and his fingers cupping the underside, Steve dips his head towards his chin. "It's okay if you're scared. This is ridiculously terrifying," he says seriously. Then, less so. "Not that I'm scared. Shit's getting kind of old for me, if you know what I mean," he says, rolling his eyes. 
You laugh and shake your head, eyes closing. "Don't make me laugh, I don't want to wake up the kids," you whisper. 
His bravado softens. "You're good with them," he says, hands smoothing down the column of your throat, over your shoulders and up again, massaging you with a light pressure. "Really good." 
"I'm just following your lead," you murmur. 
He smirks. "Yeah," he says, leaning in, the heat of his lips fanning over your own, "I must set a good example, 'cos you're amazing." 
He kisses you, a soft, chaste peck that eases some of the tension you're holding, his smile pressed to yours. 
His fingers flex around your neck. 
"Are you really okay?" he asks as he pulls away.
You don't have to think about it.
"I'm good, Steve." 
"Yeah, you are." 
He leans down to give you a hug, an awkward struggle because of your position and the bodies you're acting as a pillow for. You can only use one arm when you hug him back, the other sandwiched under Max's shoulders, but it's a pretty good hug, all things considered. 
"You wanna sleep in my lap?" you joke into his neck. 
"Don't tempt me. I miss you," he says. Your arm tightens where you're wrapped behind his neck, crushing his perfect hair. 
"I miss you too." 
And you do. Taking care of the kids, trying to stop whatever it is that's happening from happening, you'd never not try your hardest but you can't wait for this to be over. To fall asleep next to Steve, and to not worry that it'll be the last time you see him when you close your eyes. 
You're on Max watch, but you're on Steve watch too. 
Steve pats your face gently, just once, and goes back to play guard dog at Dustin's side, though he lies on his back.
Max mumbles something in her sleep. You turn to her, your heart racing at the idea that she's having a Vecna related nightmare. You're tentative as you rub her jacketed arm, hoping to soothe her through it. 
"Poor kids," you murmur. 
"They have you and me," Steve says quietly. "They're gonna be fine." 
"Go to sleep, Harrington," you say, not bothering to turn to him. 
"They're gonna be fine," he repeats, sounding both amused and affectionate at your worrying. 
"I know. Now go to sleep, idiot." 
"Wake me up when you're tired." 
"Yeah, whatever you want."
"Wake me up when you're-" he starts again, in a tone usually reserved for the kids when they aren't listening.
"Alright, Steve. I will," you say, laughing under your breath. "Control freak." 
"What did you say?" 
"Nothing." 
"Yeah. S'what I thought." His scathing tone is dampened by the sleepiness. Your chest fills with warm affection.
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judasofsuburbia · 1 year
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something something kindergarten teacher! steve who is so tired of going on bad dates. kindergarten teacher! robin who doesn't want him to give up.
“Really? The date went that bad?” Robin asks again. 
“Yes,” Steve drones. “I swear she looked like she’d rather be at the dentist than on a date with me.”
Robin makes a sad face at him. Steve continues to sort the paint jugs and throw out any that have been mixed with other colors. Robin finishes putting toys back into cubbies and sanitizing the fake food. 
“Okay so,” Robin starts. 
Steve immediately holds up a hand. “Don’t say ‘maybe she’s not the one but someone is’. I’m sick of this, Rob. I feel like I’m just better off alone.”
“Not true,” Robin argues. “You’re a catch. You’re attractive and good with kids. You make me laugh so hard my ribs shake. You’re a great listener and you make amazing cocktails. Great helmet of hair. Who wouldn’t want to date that?” 
Steve’s heard it all before. He loves Robin, he does, but it doesn’t seem to matter what she thinks of him because no one in this town wants to make it to date two with him.
He used to be so good at this. Always had a girl on his arm at football games in high school. Always had a date to prom. Always had some girl to make out with at parties. Even when he realized later on in his twenties that he liked boys too, he still couldn’t find one that took his attraction seriously.
Steve Harrington? Like both? Unheard of, apparently. 
Still, Steve didn’t want to start the first day of school on a bad note. “Thanks, Rob. I might need to lick my wounds for a second but I’ll get back on the horse I promise.”
“Good because our marriage pact could be closing soon,” Robin mumbles with a sly smile. 
Steve’s head whips around. “Are you‒”
“I have a ring picked out,” Robin practically squeals. 
Steve does his best to gently set down the paint jugs and rip off his latex gloves before darting across the room to pick Robin up in a twirling hug. He kisses her head repeatedly until she’s groaning, giggling, and shoving him off. 
“Rob, that’s amazing,” Steve breathes. He squeezes her tightly again. 
“You better keep your mouth shut,” Robin warns with a pointed finger. “It’s so hard to surprise Nancy Wheeler but I think I’m finally going to be able to.” 
Steve’s grinning from ear to ear as he mimes zipping his mouth closed. “Secret’s safe with me.”
The alarm on Steve’s phone breaks them out of their little love fest and suddenly the halls are filled with parents, children, and teachers gabbing to high heaven. Robin gives him a salute before crossing over onto her side of the classroom. Technically, there is a foldable partition between the two rooms but it will be a cold day in Hell if Robin and Steve ever actually separate their classrooms. 
Steve goes to stand by his door and greet his new gaggle of students. He high-fives each of them as they walk through the door and points to their assigned cubby and seat.
Fifteen minutes later, he’s looking around the room and sees that two seats are still empty. Dustin and Max Munson. He didn’t see them at parent-teacher night last week but he knows from their file that they’re fraternal twins from a single, widowed dad. He tries to keep an eye out for them but he knows the other kids are getting restless. 
Then he hears, “Oh, Mr. Munson, you’re actually in Steve’s‒sorry, Mr. Harrington’s class. He’s just right across the way.” 
Steve glances across the room and does a double-take. Across the room is the alleged Mr. Munson, this tall, lanky man with curly brown hair that hits his shoulders with a blank bandana tying down the top of his head, big brown eyes, a leather jacket with pins, a white tank top, and coverall sleeves tied at his waist. He’s positively breathtaking. 
Holding either hand are Max and Dustin. A little redhead with a baseball cap, overalls, and a striped shirt. A little brunette curly head with green khaki shorts and a shirt with a dragon on it. Mr. Munson smiles apologetically at Robin and walks across the room to Steve’s. Dustin bolts to his assigned seat and starts talking animatedly to Will Byers who looks a little scared out of his mind but is quickly rescued by Mike Wheeler who is just as excited. Max stays glued to Mr. Munson’s side as he walks up to Steve.
If Steve’s not mistaken, Mr. Munson looks him up and down before speaking. 
“Sorry we’re late,” Mr. Munson says and of course, his voice is pretty too. “This one is a little nervous about being away from her dad.”
Steve draws his eyes away from the strong neck and pale collarbones that poke out from underneath his jacket to the scared girl. He bends down to her level and gives her a soft smile. 
“Are you Max? I’m Mr. Harrington,” Steve says.
Max blinks, inching more and more behind Mr. Munson’s pant leg. 
“School’s kinda scary, huh?” Steve asks. 
Max nods.
“I know I get a little nervous on the first day and I’m the teacher,” Steve admits in a small, dramatic voice. He sees the tiniest sliver of a smile on Max’s face. “I’ve sat you next to Lucas Sinclair,” Steve points to the smiling kid on the other side of the room. Lucas gives a small wave. “He’s a very nice boy and I think he even likes the Bulls,” Steve gestures to Max’s hat. “So, I think you guys will have loads to talk about. We’re gonna have a really fun day, okay? And then you’ll get to tell your dad all about it.”
Max glances timidly around the room again and slowly lets go of her dad’s pant leg. Dustin rushes over and shows Max where her cubby is which detaches her completely. Max sits next to Lucas who does get very excited over her hat. Steve and Mr. Munson watch her relax little by little. 
“Holy sh‒shirt," Mr. Munson coughs and smiles sheepishly. "Wow, uh, you really know how to talk to them. Literally made her a friend within five seconds."
Steve stands and tries to regain composure now that the irresistible dad’s attention is on him. 
“Thanks,” Steve says quietly. “The first day is always a little tricky.”
Mr. Munson holds out his hand and says, “Eddie.”
Steve takes it, feeling a little dizzy over how firm his grip is and the callouses on his hands. “S-Steve. Harrington.”
“I’m sorry we couldn’t make it last week. Last-minute towing emergency for Chief Hopper,” Eddie says, finally dropping Steve’s hand. 
Steve playfully rolls his eyes. “I’ve been telling him for years that he needs to dump that old hunk of junk already. I’m guessing you work for Munson Mechanics?”
Eddie smiles boldly and glances down at his attire. “Yeah, that’s where I get this sick uniform. Very exclusive.”
“I’m jealous,” Steve laughs nervously, trying desperately to keep his eyes on Eddie’s face. But even then, his eyes are so pretty and his smile is so radiant. There’s faint stubble on his upper lip and jaw. Steve wants to run his fingers over it amongst other things.
“Well, I won’t keep you much longer,” Eddie smiles, clapping Steve on his back. “Maybe I’ll get you a free oil change for your trouble.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble‒”
Eddie leans forward a little and squeezes Steve’s shoulder. He whispers, “Or maybe I just want to see you when there are not twenty five-year-olds staring at me.”
From this proximity, Steve can smell his cologne and lingering car oil. He can feel his brain cells dying every second he inhales the intoxicating aroma. Steve breathes shallowly, too aware of the growing blush on his cheeks, and says, “S-sure. I’d like that.”
Eddie smirks and has the audacity to wink before going to each of his kids, ruffling their hair, and kissing them goodbye with a big wet smack on their cheeks. He passes by Steve again and murmurs, “I won’t say goodbye to you like that. Not yet, at least. Good luck with my little gremlins” before walking out the door. 
Steve hears the clunk of his boots echoing down the hall and each step makes his heart beat louder against his ribs.
He dares to look at Robin across the room who is staring at him with a smug grin on her face. She mimics getting on a horse and does a little lasso with her hand. 
Steve adjusts his glasses, clears his throat, and says in his best teacher voice, “Alright friends, who’s ready to start kindergarten?” 
EDIT 2/8: READ THE FULL FIC HERE 🤠
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rockabye-billy · 11 months
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Harringrove and Max meet “Addams Family Values” bacause frankly - that’s the dynamic they deserved.
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"Joseph Quinn did a phenomenal job playing Eddie Munson" and "Caleb Mclaughlin deserves more recognition and awards for his role on Stanger Things" are two statements that can, and should, coexist
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mintcakeart · 1 year
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came across this pic on pinterest and absolutely couldn’t resist Steddie-ifying it. Plus some punk Steve, as a treat.
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donutcats · 2 years
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I need more steddie fics from eddie’s pov of him marveling at steve being domestic. truly just ‘oh wow... he’s so different than how I remember him in high school’ type of fics. watching steve interact with the kids and take care of them even as he complains, listening as dustin talks him up so much and even mike reluctantly agrees that yeah steve is pretty cool. eddie noticing how steve is constantly dropping off and picking up robin from school, how he’ll go out of his way to lovingly embarrass her. just. eddie realizing steve complains about always being the babysitter but steve actually doesn’t mind all that much.
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idkimtiredanddumb · 2 years
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when Eddie comes back from the dead he and Steve have matching scars and they go around acting like this is some adorable couples thing like matching tattoos. everyone else is horrified. 
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the-obscurity · 2 years
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duffer brothers die challenge
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they killed my boy
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witchthewriter · 2 years
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✧   𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩   ✧
𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕
→ I’ll be honest - they all thought you were pretty weird at first. I mean it was the 80s and info wasn’t so readily available
→ except you were different than what they thought. Steve was wary, Nancy thought you were crazy, Robin was intrigued by you, but Eddie ... Eddie thought you were really cool
→ if you were high school age than other people would’ve made fun of you (i mean if you were open about being a witch)
→ but they only made fun of you because they didn’t understand and were actually scared. it doesn’t make it any better though.           
↳ you would have made friends with dustin first, it would be in the afternoon outside school and you saw him looking down. without thinking you walked over and wordlessly gave him your clear quartz and walked away
→ if you’re older (early 20s) than Robin would have seen you at the park (or beach, or woods wherever you like to do outside rituals) and her curiousity got the better of her.           
↳ “hey! whatcha doi- oh sorry were you asleep?”           you would’ve been stirred from your meditation with a jump.            “I wasn’t sleeping I was-”                 “Meditating? My mum does that sometimes!” and you would look at Robin with a bemused smile as she rambled on. At least a minute would pass before she apologised. but you wouldn’t be offended in the slightest.
→ you would know all the gang’s sun, moon & rising signs.
→ Max, Mike & Erica would be the least interested - probably calling it a bunch of crap. They would still secretly listen to you talk about others while outwardly rolling their eyes
→ giving people gemstones that you think correlates to them >    
Dustin : Citrine / Mookite     Will : Labradorite / Clear Quartz     Lucas : Red Tiger’s Eye /   Aquamarine       El : Rose Quartz / Moonstone     Mike : Tree Agate / Snowflake Obsidian     Erica : Lepitolite / Blue Lace Agate     Max : Amethyst / Rhodochrosite     Steve : Carnelian / Calcite     Robin : Malachite / Angelite     Nancy : Apatite / Botswana Agate     Eddie : Onyx / Smokey Quartz
→ each person individually would def come to you for advice, some more than others but you would be happy to listen
→ Robin, El & Eddie would be the most outwardly impressed
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jay-birds-fly · 2 years
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“Even in the end, he never stopped being Eddie. Despite everything. I never even saw him get mad”
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Max Mayfield Smiling
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reader X !injured_Eddie Munson
(This is my first piece on tumblr so like sorry if it’s shit idk)
Warnings: hints at enemies to lovers, fingering(f receiving)
I ran to Steve’s house, wondering why I was getting multiple walkie talkie calls to go to Steve’s house without any explanation. I went to knock on the front door but before I could the door swung open and Robin yanked me into the house. She slammed the door shut. “Did you get the stuff?” She asked. “Yeah, I got the stuff.” I said, holding up my backpack. Before I could ask anymore questions she pulled me by my arms and down the stairs to the basement.
As soon as I got down there I was greeted by Dustin, Max, and Steve leaning over the couch. “I’m here, what’s the emergency?” I asked but before anyone could respond they turned to look at me revealing Eddie Munson shirtless on the couch.
“Nope. Im out.” I said, turning to leave but getting stopped my Robin. “Please Y/N! He’s hurt really bad and he’ll die without you!” She pleaded. I hated him but I didn’t want him dead.
I rolled my eyes and groaned. “You owe me, ALL of you.” I pointed my finger around the room getting reassuring nods from everyone.
I sighed and walked over to Eddie. I noticed he was bleeding from a puncture wound in his side. “What even happened?” I said, opening my backpack and pulling out the medical supplies I was asked to bring. “Well sweetheart, demobats are a real pain in the as-FUCK!” Eddie spoke for the first time, cutting himself off in pain. I winced, feeling bad for him. “Sorry! I should’ve warned you!” I said, pulling the rag with the disinfectant away from his body.
“As much as we would love to sit and watch Eddie suffer, we have to get in contact with Eleven and see if there’s any sign of her powers because we really need her right now.” Max said.
“Okay. Please be safe and if you need us my walkie will be on.” I said, waving goodbye to them. They all walked upstairs leaving me and Eddie alone.
“Okay Eddie I’m gonna need to clean the area, so please work with me here.” I said, turning my focus back to him. “Fuck…okay okay. Clean me up doc.” He said, tightly closing his eyes. As put the cloth back to his side he bucked his hips wildly and screamed profanities in pain. I pulled the rag away again. “Could you please stay still you intolerant shit!” I said in frustration. “Not my fault it feels like your opening a portal to hell on my side!” He yelled back. Like a lightbulb flashed in my head I straddled his hips on the couch.
He looked at me with shock. “If you want me that badly, sorry sweetheart your gonna have to wait. I gotta get cleaned up first, doctor’s orders.” He said smugly. “It’s to keep your hips down, as if I’d ever fuck you.” I rolled my eyes. Without any warning I put the rag back onto his skin. He bucked his hips up, meeting with my core. I let out a soft gasp before pushing down with all my weight to get him to stay down.
“Did I just buck against your pussy?” He said with a smile, trying not to groan out in pain.
“No! Just shut up and let me work!” I said, getting red in the face. I eventually got the area cleaned. While I stitched him up he leaned his head back and panted while trying not to scream. I put a bandage on and I went to get up but before I could Eddie put his hands on my hips and held me down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice seeming quieter than normal. “You said i owe you right? Let me pay you back.” He said, licking his lips. His hands slid from my hips down onto my thighs. My breath hitched as I realized what he meant. “Eddie-“ I started but I found no words. “Yes sweetheart?” He said, running his hands slowly up my skirt.
I couldn’t say anything as his hands found my clothed heat. His fingers brushed my core, pressing lightly on my clit for a moment. “Eddie!” I gasped out. “Mhm?” He asked nonchalantly. “Fuck…don’t stop.” I moaned out. He smirked and moved my panties to the side. Without any warning he shoved his middle finger into my hole. “Christ! Yes Eddie!” I moaned as he found a rhythm. I moved my hips to meet his thrust. He added another finger, determined to make me cum. His other hand circled my clit quickly. I moaned loudly as he finger fucked me. “Yes! Right there!” I moaned out. I gripped onto his strong biceps as I came undone on his lap. He pulled his fingers out and put them in his mouth. He cleaned them up with his tongue.
I didn’t say anything as I got up and moved my cleaning supplies out of the way. “Stand up pretty boy.” I said, and he obliged. He got up with my help and sat in an uncomfortable metal folding chair while I turned the couch into a pullout bed. I got blankets for him and pillows before helping him lay down. I went to leave him to rest. “Not even gonna stay to cuddle? Wow such a player Y/N.” Eddie said, clearly with a smile. I playfully rolled my eyes before taking off my sweatshirt and laying down next to him. “I might accidentally hit you in my sleep. If you ever want me to leave let me know.” I said quietly as Eddie started to fall asleep. “Shut up and come here.” Eddie said before wrapping his arm around me and pulling me close to him.
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xtrafluffyteddy · 2 years
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Unexpected visitors
Pairing: Eddie munson x reader, Steve harrington x reader, Billy hargrove x reader
Mentions: cursing, comfort, minor injuries, happy ending
Someone shows up at 3am
This is part of the home for wayward souls series
I may make a part 2 to this if y’all are interested
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You grumbles as you climbed out of bed pulling on your robe to go answer the door as your walking down the hallway you catch a glimpse of the clock that reads 2:30am “Jesus who’s knocking at this fucking hour” you groan and turn on your living room lamp before opening the door “what do you-“ you begin yelling only to soften when you see max standing there “max what’re you-“ you stop when you notice she’s crying her tough girl persona dropped “oh sweetpea” you usher her inside taking off your robe to wrap her in “have a seat I’ll be right back” she just nods and sniffles as she sits down
You grab the first aid kit, and something hot to drink as well as a small snack for the redhead who’s now curled up on your couch tucked away in the farthest corner. You can’t help but feel your heart break at the sight “max” you say softly kneeling in front of her “what happened how’d you get here?” You take her hands gently looking them over for any signs of a fight concerned at the fact a 14 year old is walking by herself through the sketchy parts of town “I walked” she mumbles barely audible still clutching your robe “sweetpea it’s 2:30 in the morning why are you out this late” you ask with nothing but concern as you look over face for any signs of a fight again taking in the cut on her cheek bone and slight bruising around her eye “I didn’t know where else to go” she whispers brokenly looking up at you with wide tired eyes.
You take a deep breath and keep your calm as you begin cleaning her up “well I’m glad you came here instead of someone else’s place” you blow gently on the cut on her cheek so it doesn’t burn so bad after the alcohol wipe “what happened?” You question as you hand her the warm drink then begin to clean up “Neil came home drunk he’s been doing it a lot since Billy left” she began wiping the tears that began falling again “he took it out on my mom this time” you can only imagine what happened “I tried to defend her” she finishes to tired to go into detail you just nod and frown “okay then sweetpea I’m gonna go grab you some clothes then you can go take a warm shower how does that sound” you give her a small smile as she nods and starts to get up “just leave your dirty clothes on the floor I’ll come get them later”
You lay some of your old clothes that don’t fit anymore on the bathroom counter for her as well as some warm towels you had tossed in the dryer “call me if you need anything” you ruffle her hair gently then bonk your forehead against hers before closing the bathroom door behind you.
“What a fucking coward” you growl as you begin making the pull out couch bed for her to sleep in “hitting a little girl what a piece of shit” your to caught up in your rage cleaning to hear Billy and Steve walk up behind you “sunshine?” Steve calls tentatively flinching back when you turn sharply to him “shit I’m sorry Stevie” you calm down and take a deep breath as you squeeze past them to grab some blankets from the closet “who’s in the shower honey?” Billy questions looking towards the closed bathroom door “Max is” Billy looks at you surprised “max? What’s she doin here it’s like 3am?” He helps you grab one of the heavier blankets tossing it on the pull out bed “Neil hit her im guessing” you bite your lip shaking your head so you don’t have to think about it again “he what?!” Steve pretty much shouts “cool it momma bear we need to stay calm for her we will handle it in the morning” you whisper sternly as you hear the water shut off
When max comes shuffling out in one of your shirts and some pajama pants she’s surprised to see Billy and Steve standing behind you worried looks on their faces “are you okay” Steve questions arms crossed over his chest “I’m fine Steve I’m just tired is all” Max mumbles as she shuffles to you handing you her dirty clothes “why don’t you go get some rest hm?” You help her to bed tucking her in even though she insists she can do it herself but doesn’t stop you “goodnight max we love you” you press a soft kiss to her forehead as you flick off the lamp the boys following you to your room
Billy had been silent the whole time thinking about Neil hitting a defenseless Max I mean max wasn’t his favorite person but no kid deserves to be hit for defending a parent “what if Neil shows up?” Steve questions as he flops down on your bed “we will handle it accordingly “ you stare calmly “and by accordingly you mean??” Billy questions raising a brow his arms uncrossing “I’ll call hopper or I’ll whoop his ass plain and simple he doesn’t he get to just lay his hands on a little girl and think he can just come get her the next morning” you rubs your eyes feeling the tiredness catching up to you “so that means she’ll be staying with us a couple of days until this is sorted” they both nod
Once the two boys had left your room and you were comfortable under your blankets you heard your door creak open “Billy?“ no reply “Steve?” No reply, it couldn’t be Eddie he was on tour with the band “Max?” You sit up your eyes adjusting to the dark seeing the girl standing by the door arms wrapped around yourself “I know it’s silly” she whispered “but can I sleep with you tonight” she shuffles to the edge of your bed arms wrapped around herself “of course you can sweetpea” you scoot over allowing her to climb in and get comfortable while you pet her head humming softly to soothe her “get some rest I won’t let anything happen to you I promise” you whisper smiling as she slips into a peaceful sleep.
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prettybillycore · 2 years
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You Never Shut Up about Steve || Billy Hargrove x Reader
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Pairing(s): Billy Hargrove x Reader; Minor Steve Harrington x Reader
Universe: Stranger Things
Summary: You had a big ol' crush on Steve, but it started to fade as your friendship grew with the one and only Billy Hargrove. Max found out that Billy was in love with you and came up with a scheme to settle your crushes once and for all.
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: Swearing, Possessive!Billy
A/N: I am absolutely and completely in a rabbit hole right now; instead of a rabbit hole that leads to Wonderland, as it does for Alice, it is a rabbit hole with Steve, Billy, and Eddie waiting at the bottom of a dirt slide. Needless to say, I’m not going to be out of this fixation for a long while (thanks autism), so if you want Billy Hargrove content, I will give you Billy Hargrove content. I love your request anon, I hope you enjoy this one-shot <3
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Steve, Steve, Steve, Steve, Steve. All you did was talk about Steve fucking Harrington. Billy was getting pissed just thinking about it. You were a sweet girl in his math class. He instantly charmed his way into your life as one of your friends, but he couldn’t get past your crush. You had a crush on Steve Harrington, his archenemy. This crush had been going on longer than you had known Billy. He couldn’t understand it. Steve Harrington was nothing compared to him. Billy was hotter, more popular, and could hold his alcohol way better… and yet, here you were, leaning against his car, and drooling over Steve from a distance. 
Billy thought that you were gorgeous from the moment he laid eyes on you. He knew you were the one for him. He switched into your math class after a week of being in a different one and every night he thanked the stars the guidance counselor had put him in your class. He just couldn’t wrap his head around your crush on Steve. The motherfucker didn’t even give you the time of day most days. Billy didn’t understand why you would still be pining after Steve when he was right there next to you. He watched as your expression dropped. It was like all the life had been sucked out of you. He followed your gaze to Steve; the lanky ex-king was standing near his car, his hands were awkwardly by his sides. His ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend were talking to him about something; Billy could only take a wild guess as to what. He was smiling at his ex like he had all the love in the world to give, even though she clearly did not feel the same way about him. Billy looked back at you; it looked like Steve had stomped on your heart. Your shoulders were hunched and your eyes looked heavy. “Ugh… Nancy Wheeler…” you mumbled. “What does she have that I don’t?”
What does Steve have that I don’t? Billy wondered. “She’s got nothing on you, Doll.” It was a bold statement, but he believed it with his whole heart. You raised your eyebrow and crossed your arms over your chest. He rolled his eyes. “What? I mean it. Nancy’s something else, but she’s nothing compared to you. Steve’s an idiot if he doesn’t see that.”
You tossed him a soft smile. “Thanks, Billy. I appreciate it. Though, Nancy’s with Jonathan now, Steve only seems to have eyes for her.”
God, I would do anything to see her smile all the time. “Anything for you, Doll. Don’t give another thought to Steve. He doesn’t deserve you at this point.” 
“You two are disgusting,” Max said as she approached the Camaro. “Just confess you’re in love and make out already.”
Billy glared at her, but she glared right back. Ever since the day at the Byers’ house, they had a deeper understanding of each other. Billy stayed out of her friendships, relationships, and honestly, her entire life for the most part now. It wouldn’t be long before school ended for the year and he wouldn’t really be seeing her at all. Max now also had confirmation that Billy was in love with you. While completely high out of his mind on Will’s medications, Billy confessed. Max had known it already, but now she had heard it from Billy’s mouth. She wouldn’t let him live it down and he was starting to get really sick of it. His relationship with his step-sister was getting better; he could feel himself becoming a better person overall. Between you and the fight with Steve, he realized his shittiness. He was working on it a lot. Now if Max could just stop being so goddamn relentless in her efforts to get you to realize his crush– “Max!” It was all he could manage. His cheeks were dusted with a light red color. She smirked and you giggled. Billy relaxed a little bit when he heard that sound. Max scooted past you and chucked herself into the backseat of the Camaro. Billy opened the driver’s door and grimaced at her. “Little Shit…” He swore under his breath.
“I only speak the truth, Billy.” Her smirk never faded.
Billy was cursing under his breath again and moved to the passenger side door, to stand next to you. You had started to stare off into the distance again. You were still watching Steve and Nancy. He huffed. “Come on, Y/n. Let’s get you home. You got here early today didn’t you?” 
You tore your eyes away from the couple as Billy opened his car door for you. “Yeah… I did.” You hopped into the passenger seat and Billy shut the door behind you. He looked back toward Steve’s car. Steve was now just talking to Nancy. Jonathan was walking back toward his car. The whole group of them were strange and confusing to Billy. He understood nothing of their friendships or why they all still talked. The rumor was that Nancy cheated on Steve. You were trying so hard to get Steve’s attention all the time. How could he not see it?
He shot an angry look toward Steve. Nancy had pointed out his staring, though he didn’t much care what either of them thought of him. He headed back to the driver’s side door and hopped into his car. He smiled at you. “Do you guys want to stop for milkshakes on the way home?” Max smiled excitedly and he saw it from the rearview mirror. He looked toward you. “So that’s a yes from Max, what about you Y/n.”
You shrugged. It was a content shrug though. Your features were finally relaxed and you were focused entirely on Billy. “Sure, why the hell not.”
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It was almost the last day of school and Billy still felt like he hadn’t made progress on asking you out. You spent almost all your time between classes and during free periods together, but you still seemed hung up on Steve. After your talk over the Camaro, you seemed to calm down some with your crush. Billy thought that maybe, just maybe, you were starting to angle your affection toward him. Steve proved his theory wrong, though, during the last real week before exams. The forming king of Hawkins complimented your outfit one day in the hall. Billy was standing next to you; you were both leaning against the lockers. You were wearing one of his band t-shirts and just about the cutest skirt he had ever seen. It took everything in him not to actually drool when he saw you that morning. 
While you were talking at the lockers, he had finally convinced himself it was worth a shot to ask you on a date. He was about to ask when Steve cut in. “Damn, Y/n. You are looking good today.”
You blushed wildly. “Thanks, Steve! See you at the practice game later!”
“I’ll win just for you, Beautiful.”
Billy just about killed him. His angry glare didn’t go unnoticed by Steve, but Harrington just seemed to brush it off. After that little interaction, you didn’t say anything to Billy about him, but Hargrove could just tell that you were thinking about Steve fucking Harrington.
| < ♥️ > |
When it came time for that practice game, of course, Billy and Steve were on opposite teams. Steve smiled at you when you walked in and sat down on the bleachers. Billy didn’t look at you, he felt like he couldn’t. You were honestly a little hurt by Billy’s lack of noticing you, but you just thought he was focusing on the game ahead of him. A lot of people were just hanging around in the gym because classes were pretty much over for the year. Teachers were giving study halls instead of reviewing so students were all over the place. 
You had settled on watching the game because of Billy, not because of Steve. Of course, you had a crush on Steve for a very long time, but he never showed interest in you. It absolutely crushed you when he started dating Nancy and you felt awful for him when you found out Nancy had, in fact, cheated on him with Jonathan Byers. However, over the course of your friendship with Billy, your platonic feelings turned into romantic ones. You never in a million years thought he would be into you though. You were much nerdier than the girls he usually dated. You just thought he wanted a real friend. You gave him real friendship and your heart began to ache because of both him and Steve. Two hot guys that you thought were completely out of your league? Way more soul-crushing than one hot guy you thought was out of your league. You were absolutely shocked when Steve made the flirtatious comment to you that morning, completely stunned. He had never shown interest in you before and it was just confusing your feelings more. Though, you didn’t speak of this to Billy or any of your other friends. You weren’t sure what Steve’s intentions were, but you promised Billy that you would watch him play in this game, and by God, you were going to keep that promise. 
It was only halftime when the coach pulled Billy out of the game. He had been acting incredibly rough toward everyone on the other team, but especially toward Steve. The coach called a time-out and told him to go cool off. He looked briefly at you before heading completely out of the gym. Before you even really thought about what you were doing, you got up and ran after him. He was still making his way down the hall when you called out to him. “Billy? Billy stop!” Your voice was like music to his ears and he froze in his place until you caught up to him.
He turned around to face you and tossed you a sour look. “What’s gotten into you?”
He scoffed. “Why do you care? Just go back to the game and watch your precious Steve.”
You were used to him sometimes getting an attitude, so you did your best not to let it phase you. Though, inside, your head started spinning. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
He rolled his eyes. “You know what it means, Y/n! You never shut up about Steve and it seems like he’s interested in you now that Wheeler’s dumped him, so why don’t you go back to the gym and stop worrying about me?”
A smirk worked its way onto your face as you connected the dots. “Oh my god…”
“What? Stop smiling like that!”
“You’re fucking jealous! You’re jealous because you think I’d choose to date Steve over you, isn’t that right, Billy?” Your smirk had turned into a full-blown grin. “Can I tell you a secret, Hargrove?” You took another step toward him and gently grabbed one of his hands with yours. “Yes, I’ve had a crush on Steve, you know that. However, what you don’t know is that I have been crushing on you for a little while now and just had no idea how to fucking tell you. Steve’s behavior this morning caught me completely off guard, but I know that he doesn’t really want me, if he did, he would have never dated Nancy. I want to be with someone where I’m their first choice and they’re mine. I don’t know if I’m your first choice, Billy, but you’ve totally become mine. I thought–”
You were cut off by Billy’s hand grabbing your cheek roughly and his lips colliding with yours. You let go of his hand and threw your hands in his hair. Billy was in heaven at that moment. You absolutely tasted like heaven. He really didn’t give a shit if you still had any sort of feelings toward Steve. You said he was your first choice, and he was willing to kiss you until you felt like he was your first and only choice. He backed you up against the lockers without his lips ever leaving yours. Your hands were still deep in his hair and he was loving every second of attention that he was getting. He felt like you were finally giving him your attention, the attention he thought he deserved from the beginning. You pulled your head back slightly and Billy moved his free hand down to your waist. Your lips were puffy and your chest was heaving. You gave him a dull smile and a low chuckle escaped his throat. “Darling, you have been my first choice since the moment I met you and I am so glad that you finally admitted to yourself that you were into me more than Steve, I’ll treat you so good you’ll forget he ever existed.”
You moved your hand back to his cheek. He leaned into the motion. It made your heart swell. “You should have said something a long time ago.”
“I was watching for you, Doll.”
“Glad you lovebirds finally figured it out!” 
Both your heads snapped in the direction of the voice. Back toward the gym doors, there stood Max. She had been the one that called out to you. Next to her, was a kid you both recognized as Dustin; and low and behold, Steve fucking Harrington. 
They were all smiling brightly at you as if Max had not killed the moment. “Sorry about that Billy. Y/n you do look great today, in a completely friendly way, but Max and Dustin asked me to help move along your confessions.”
You laughed as Billy puffed out his cheeks in frustration. “Oh, I am absolutely going to kill all of you!”
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jegulus-star · 2 years
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Mike: I couldn’t sleep last night..
Eleven: Max says that when you can’t sleep, someone is thinking about you.
Mike: who would be thinking about me at 2am?
Will: *sweats nervously*
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