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no rickey bowen social media/college au’s?

EDIT: and it’s enemies to lovers

#ricky bowen #hsmtmts #ricky bowen x reader

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I NEED RICKY BOWEN ENEMIES TO LOVERS FICS YESTERDAY

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ricky bowen is so bisexual this season LOL

#hsmtmts #ricky bowen #joshua bassett #my bisexual boyfriend #love him with my entire heart

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just a random girl

pairing: (slight) steve harrington x fem!reader with powers

summary: reader senses trouble in hawkins so she’s gotta save everyone i guess

listen to: separate ways by journey (the one they play when the hawkins gang is in the RV at the end of ep 8) while reader is driving to hawkins and master of puppets when reader enters upside down and running up that hill when reader gets to creel house

a/n: NOT PROOFREAD WHATSOEVER LOL this writing is shit but i love the concept so writers feel free to write this better if you give me credit lol!

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you were born with your powers. dr. brenner had tried to capture you many times but you always managed to slip through his grasp

so much so to the point where he gave up. you had a feeling he didn’t actually give up but was forced to to deal with other issues. this you were very right about.

you knew you were born in hawkins but you had no idea who your parents were. they had abandoned you once they saw what you could do. you frightened them.

you didn’t make yourself known until you followed max mayfield driving at the speed of light down the road. you were honestly just concerned for her safety you didn’t want to get involved in whatever shit was going on in hawkins.

but as you follow her to a field and get out of your car, you can never turn back.

“who the hell are you?” dustin asks.

at the same time steve says, “y/n?”

you go to hawkins high with steve and you share a couple classes but of course he doesn’t know about your abilities.

“you need to leave,” max says.

“what’s going on?” you ask.

“nothing, just leave,” mike says quickly and annoyed.

suddenly you all hear a loud growl in the distance.

you sigh, “i think you’re gonna need my help.”

“why would we need a random girls help?” lucas asks.

“just trust me,” you say hoping it’ll work.

they’re all still skeptical about how you’ll react to all of this but steve knowing you the best decides your trustworthy enough. that’s when your friendship with steve started.

as you all went through the tunnels you recognized this place. whenever you would check in on dr. brenner you’d see him trying to open something that had vines like this place.

the group is very surprised that you aren’t freaking out.

as they set the hub on my fire, you use your abilities to make the fire larger. your action goes unnoticed.

as you guys keep moving and run into dustin’s pet, max notices that your hand is clenched and your eyes are closed. but then dart lets you pass and you physically relax so max doesn’t say anything.

then as you and steve were about to leave the tunnels the demi-dogs, as dustin keeps calling them, start running towards you and steve.

now or never, you thought to yourself. you push steve behind you.

“y/n, no!” he shouts.

you stand there as the demi-dogs rush toward you. but, before they can reach you, they all drop dead. and then you collapse.

and as steve runs towards you and sees the blood running from your nose, he knows. and as he brings you up through the tunnel, unconscious, the kids see it too and they know.

and the rest is history. you became friends with all of them. you even met eleven who you felt a strong connection to due to your powers. you were basically sisters now. you met everyone else too and introduced yourself and told your story.

you were even with robin, steve, dustin, and erica under the starcourt mall fighting russians. and then once you got out you were with eleven, mike, and max trying to help them escape. eleven was injured badly and you were exhausted, your powers weak.

but, somehow you all defeated the mind flayer. this time with a lot of loss. max lost her brother. eleven lost her father. watching the two girls who had become like sisters to you, breaking like this, also broke you. you had to get out.

so you did.

you left hawkins. you went to find yourself. you traveled the states. and even some parts of the world.

and you continued to train your powers. you had no guidance but your own but you managed to be stronger than before and more powerful. you also figured out new ways to use your powers.

not only had your powers grown stronger so had you. you found a woman who you’re pretty sure was a russian assassin and she trained you. so now you were good at hand-to-hand combat, you could use guns, knives, swords, and pretty much any other weapon you can think of.

at the moment you were in tennessee, in a cabin. it was time for your monthly check-in on everyone.

you set the tv on an empty channel. the static being the only thing you needed for this now. you close your eyes.

you decide on eleven first. as you’re transported into the scene you see her, but she looks different, her head is shaved again and she’s in that white bodysuit you knew dr. brenner loved so much. he had tried to put you in one of those once.

eleven is talking to dr. owens. you hear her say something about max mayfield and friends in danger but you’re also focused on the man coming down the steps.

you gasp, brenner, you thought he was dead.

that son of a bitch, you shouldn’t of stopped checking in on him.

you hear him say, “your friends are not prepared for this fight, eleven.”

and then you get out of there. you need to check on max.

you focus on her next. your transported into an rv? you see steve and nancy in the front seat. dustin, max, lucas, robin, and- is that eddie munson? what the hell is going on?

you shake your head and focus your attention on max who’s having a conversation with lucas.

“he uses my memories against me,” max says, “but… only my darkest memories. same with chrissy and fred, right?”

“right,” lucas responds.

“it’s like he only sees the darkness in us. so, ill just run in the opposite direction. run to the light. and maybe he won’t be able to find me there,” max tells him.

who are they talking about, you groan.

“now, how exactly do you plan on doing this?” lucas asks.

“I’m not sure. but it’s my mind, not his, right? so i should be able to control where i am. I just need to… push him away,” she explains, “find a happy memory and hide there. hide in the light.”

“you got a memory in mind?” lucas asks her. you smile at the two of them.

she nods, “yeah. it was a time when i was… the happiest.”

“was i there?” he asks making you laugh.

“that’s presumptuous of you,” there’s your girl, “ but yeah you might’ve been there.”

you chuckle at the two, you wished nothing but happiness for them.

you get out of there and sigh. you had no idea what to do now. you decide to try joyce next. hopefully she’s with will and jonathan.

as you focus on joyce you hear a man speaking in russian and are quite confused. you notice its snowing. you then realize you are definitely not in america.

you turn towards the voices and your jaw drops.

there you see two russian dudes, murray, joyce, and… hopper.

hopper is alive. you smile, eleven is going to be so happy.

you realize this isn’t going to be much help though so you leave. you shut the tv off and you pack your things.

you head out of the cabin and hop in the car. you needed to get to hawkins as fast as you can. you knew you already had the weapons you would possibly need. all of them packed in the trunk of your car. you speed off.

you knew you would need gas at some point so you would check in with everyone once you do that.

*time skip to when you needed gas cus I’ve got nothing*

at the gas station you head into the bathroom. you turn the sink on and sit on the toilet cover. you close your eyes and think of eleven.

as you see her you see Martin Brenner on the ground. she is hovering over him. you walk closer and see the blood. you gasp slightly.

you hear eleven say, “goodbye papa,” and then you watch her walk over to where you see Jonathan, Mike, Will, and some other dude you don’t know.

they get in the van and start driving off. you think they’re headed to hawkins so you get out of there.

next you head to max. you see everyone in the RV.

(start playing separate ways here)

they have weapons but they all look terrified. they’re definitely about to do something stupid.

they drop max, lucas, and erica off at an old house with lanterns in hand. then they drive off.

you had to go, now.

you run out of the bathroom and get in your car. you sped off towards hawkins.

they couldn’t do this without you.

you step on the gas harder. you needed to get there faster. god damn slow car.

“come on, come on,” you yell at the traffic.

you needed to be there within the hour but you were hours away.

you had an idea. you’d been trying to figure out a certain aspect of your powers recently and if it worked you would make it.

you stop at a random store you see on your way. you run to the bathroom.

if this worked you wouldn’t have any weapons, only yourself. you were glad you knew hand-to-hand combat at least. maybe someone will have an extra weapon.

once in the bathroom you start the sink.

this is going to take a lot of focus. for some reason you feel like you should start with dustin.

you focus on him. you use a memory of the two of you.

it’s you and him after the battle of starcourt. after the byers and el left, you could tell he was sad. he and will were extremely close. dustin, being an only child, felt that will was the brother he never got. will never made him feel excluded. he stayed the longest the first time dustin tried contacting suzie. so being close to dustin after what you had been through together you took him to family video to visit steve and let him get as many movies as he wanted and then bought him candy at the store. when he had fallen asleep, you remember how peaceful he looked. you smile to yourself. then you open your eyes.

suddenly you’re in a trailer. you look up and see a gate.

holy shit, you think to yourself, that worked.

you hear shouting from above you. then you hear the sound of a… guitar?

you recognize the song as master of puppets by metallica. you had heard it on the radio while traveling.

you look up and see the rope made of sheets and start climbing it. you flip around and land on your feet.

you hear dustin yell, “one!”, and you see the bats flying at the trailer when you look outside.

you hear dustins voice and another voice running. they get inside and dustin yells, “most metal ever,” and they start jumping around like maniacs.

“okay that was weird,” you say and they both jump making you laugh.

“Y/N!” they both yell. eddie recognizing you from school and being confused and dustin being excited.

he runs towards you and hugs you. you were honestly surprised he was able to touch you.

“how did you- what- when-“ dustin rambles.

“I’m not exactly sure how i did it but I’m actually in the bathroom at a store right now,” you say.

“you were able to transport yourself here without the salt? and we’re able to see you and touch you?” he questions you.

“yea, yea I’ve been trying to do it for awhile and i knew you guys were in trouble so i think that helped. we’ll figure it out later, something tells me we have more pressing matters,” you say.

“you could say that,” eddie says.

“was that you playing metallica?” you ask as you see the guitar.

he nods slightly shocked you know the song.

“that’s sick dude!” you shout and he laughs.

“okay okay so i need to fill you in on the plan for how we are stopping vecna,” dustin says.

“who the hell is vecna?” you ask.

“oh my god, you don’t know?” he says..

“no! all i know is that max is in danger and that eleven was in danger and joyce is in russia,” you explain.

“hold on, what?” he says.

“you didn’t know any of that?!” you shout.

“no no we know max is in danger but we haven’t been able to contact any of the byers in days,” he says.

“okay guys we don’t have time for this,” eddie says and you nod hearing the bats throwing themselves at the trailer.

you, dustin, and eddie stand with your backs to each other.

dustin yells, “hey dipshits!” as you all hear them stop, “give up that easy?!”

eddie shushes him, “y/n, here take this,” he says handing you a weapon. you don’t technically need it but you take it anyways, “is that really necessary?” he says to dustin.

you hear the bats clattering against the roof.

“they’re on the roof,” eddie says as you all look up.

“shit, shit, shit,” dustin whispers.

“they can’t get in through there, can they?” dustin asks.

“you didn’t cover the vents!” you whisper shout at him.

right as you say it, a bat breaks through. you all yell and stab your weapons at it.

as dustin yells at them to die, eddie backs up and dustin yells his name.

“get out of the way, get out of the way,” eddie yells at you both.

he takes his shield with nails and stabs it through the roof, blocking the entrance.

“holy shit. holy shit,” eddie says.

“nice,” dustin and you say.

“thanks,” he says and high-fives dustin.

“are there any other vents?” you say with your eyes wide.

“oh shit,” eddie says and starts running towards his room.

as you all enter the bats start swarming the room. eddie shuts the door and you all start backing up.

“y/n! now might be the time to know!” dustin yells and eddie looks confused.

“not yet! we can get out! they’re are bigger issues,” you say to him.

eddie picks up another shield and gets ready to fight.

“that’s not gonna hold,” dustin yells.

“lets go! lets go!” eddie yells at you both.

dustin starts to climb the rope with you following close behind.

“come on, quickly!” eddie yells as dustin drops through with a scream. you get through right after.

you both look up.

“eddie, come on!” dustin yells.

eddie begins to climb the rope. you watch him turn towards the bats and you just know he’s about to do something stupid.

“eddie, come on! let’s go!” dustin yells, “eddie, you’re so close, eddie! lets go!”

he starts sliding back down the rope.

“eddie,” dustin starts.

eddie runs towards his weapons.

you and dustin scream his name.

“what are you doing? eddie, no!” dustin screams.

eddie grabs his weapon and cuts the rope.

“come on, god damn it eddie,” you yell.

dustin catches the rope and yells eddies name once again. eddie starts to move the mattress as dustin begs him to stop.

“eddie, what are you doing?!” you yell at him.

“im buying more time,” he says.

you both yell, “no!”

you watch eddie run out the trailer.

“y/n, come on, we’ve got to do something!” dustin begs you with tears in his eyes.

you look for something to get you to the other side. you don’t find anything. maybe you can lift yourself through with your powers.

“dustin, stay here,” you say.

“no y/n, not you too!” he says.

“dustin! you know i can do this! let me do this so we can get to the others and save them too!” you yell.

“okay okay,” he says trying to calm himself down.

you close your eyes. you use your powers and lift yourself up to the roof. as you cross through the gate, you turn your body right side up and land on your feet. you run through the trailer door. you watch eddie riding a bike off with the bats close on his tail. you run after him.

“come get me you sons of bitches” you hear him yell.

this idiot, you think to yourself, he’s gonna get himself killed.

unbeknownst to you dustin is climbing through the gate right now as well.

you watch as the bats catch up to eddie and knock him off his bike.

“shit, shit, shit” you mutter to yourself. you needed to do this now.

you notice eddie starts to run away from the swarm of bats and you celebrate to yourself. but then, you notice him turning around. he gets his spear and his shield and the bats start to charge him.

they swarm around him.

its now or never y/n, you think to yourself.

as some of the bats start to bite him you get ready. you focus your powers on the bats.

you close your eyes. hands clenched at your side. you snap your head to the side and the bats drop to the ground all together. blood drips down your nose.

dustin runs up from behind you towards eddie.

“oh god, eddie, don’t do that shit ever again,” he yells at him and you laugh.

“hey they only took a couple bites at least,” eddie says sitting up.

“yea no thanks to you!” he yells, “ that was all y/n!”

“y/n?” he asks.

you walk over and eddie sees the blood at your nose.

“oh yeah, i have superpowers,” you say wiping the blood from your nose.

“no more passing out,” dustin asks impressed and you shake your head in response.

“why didn’t you tell me that before i ran into a swarm of bats?!” he screams.

“i didn’t know you were going to try to be a fucking hero, you idiot!” you yell back.

he goes silent, “that’s…. fair.”

you and dustin laugh. just glad that he was okay.

“oh shit, i need to get to max,” you say standing up.

“wait y/n,” eddie says, “thank you.”

you nod at him, focusing your energy on max you transport yourself to a creepy looking house. youre at the door when you see erica running towards you.

“y/n,” she yells, “lucas, he’s in trouble. come on, lets go,” she grabs your hand and pulls you through the door.

you both run upstairs and the door is locked. you use your abilities to unlock the door and you both rush through. you see lucas and this other dude fist fighting? what the fuck happened when you left?


you use your powers to push the dude away and knock him out in the process.

“y/n!” lucas yells and runs to you, “erica, he- he broke the walkman, we need another way.”

you look at them confused.

“its too much to explain, right now we need to find some way to play kate bush loud enough for max to hear,” he says.

“can it be running up that hill?” you ask. they gawk at you wondering how you had the perfect tape.

“yes, that is exactly what it has to be, how’d you know?” lucas asks.

“i check in on you guys and she’s always listening to that song so i bought another tape for her for when i came back,” you explain.

“well go get it,” erica yells.

“that is a bit of an issue,” you say, “its in tennessee, i’m not actually here.”

“what? but i can touch you,” lucas says poking your arm.

you laugh lightly, “yeah cool trick right, give me five minutes and i’ll have the tape and my walkman.”

you close your eyes again and return to the stores bathroom. you ran to your car and grabbed what you needed along with a shotgun. you decide it isn’t a great idea to go back in the store with a gun in hand so you sit in the car. you’re hoping you have enough strength to not need any noises and that your items would come up with you.

now you focus on a max memory. you remember that time you took her and el to the mall. after mike was being a little shit and you and max wanted to show her a good time. the pure joy on max’s face always stuck with you because you had never seen her enjoy herself that much. it shocked you and you were so glad she had found her place in hawkins.

and when you open your eyes, you’re back in the house.

“y/n!” erica and lucas yell as you reappear to them.

you look into your hands and see the items you brought.

“yes!” you shout, startling the siblings.

“lucas quick,” erica yells as she sees max start to float.

he rushes over, putting the headphones over her ears. he starts the tape as she starts to float higher.

you look up in horror. you notice her eyes glazed over.

at the same time you hear a voice.

“papa is dead!”

eleven, you smile, of course.

you hear her talking to someone named henry, you hear her say his name. you make note to have everyone explain this shit to you. you hear another voice, you’re guessing that its henry’s. he’s explaining to eleven that he was the reason behind everything in the upside down. you realize that you’re not in the house anymore. you see the house in the distance but its different. its broken apart and you see max on the ground and eleven tied against the door.

you see a creature walking towards max. you’re guessing that’s vecna.

“try and stay very still, he says, “it will all be over soon.”

“no,“ you yell and transport yourself there immediately.

you run towards them. you break el free from the vines and throw vecna away from max. you faintly here kate bush playing in the background and you know that max will be okay as she gets up and runs towards the opening in the distance.

“now who are you?” vecna asks.

“i could be asking you the same thing,” you say with you hands at the ready.

you see el get up behind him and she smiles at you knowing that everything will be okay now.

“you’re not a number?” he asks.

“no? are you?” you ask.

he reveals the one on his wrist and you laugh.

“so you’re who brenner found to replace me,” you say.

“w-what?” he asks.

“oh yea, he’s been after me for a long, long time. guess he never got lucky but seems like you didn’t put up much of a fight,” you say, “you’re just like him.”

he growls. you use your powers to throw him back as el does the same with you. he crashes into one of his creepy posts. you both hold him against it.

“go help steve!” el shouts at you, “i’ve got this! they need your help from the other side!”

you look at her concerned but nod knowing she’s got this.

you use your powers to transport yourself to where steve is. you focus on another memory, you and steve, in the bathroom at starcourt, after narrowly escaping the russians who had drugged you all. steve was telling you something he didn’t mean to at that time but he was drugged and it slipped out. he told you he had feelings for you. you didn’t tell him you did too because you were scared and knew that you would be leaving after this. but it made you happy to hear that he liked you. its what had kept you going the past months while traveling.

suddenly you open your eyes and youre at that creepy house again. this time though, you realize, you’re in the upside down version. you hear gunshots as you look up patna window. you see fire in the window.

suddenly you see vena’s body fall from the window.

now its your turn. you lift him up using your abilities. you knew this would take a lot out of you no matter how strong your powers had grown to be. as nancy, steve, and robin run towards the front door, they notice vecna floating in the air.

“holy shit,” robin whispers as she sees you and she smiles.

you turn your head towards them slightly. nancy and robin smiling slightly at you and steve with his mouth agape. you wink at him before turning back towards vecna you push forward and using all your strength you blow his head clean off with a scream.

then you collapse.

steve rushes towards your body.

“come on, y/n, come on, i got you,” he says as he holds your body, “wake up y/n/n.”

you slowly start to open your eyes and smile softly and whisper, “well this is familiar.” referencing one of your first encounters with this shit, in that tunnel with those demi-dogs. and just as steve carried you out of the tunnels, he carried you straight out of the upside down.

vecna was dead. it was over.

steve freaked out when you disappeared from his arms randomly but dustin explained to him that you weren’t actually there and that you’d be on your way soon enough.

and you were and you made it back right behind a pizza van you recognized from the desert. you smile knowing everything was okay. max was in the hospital recovering from a concussion she had from hitting her head against the wooden floor as she fell.

eddie was with everyone at the wheeler house after he and steve had gotten their bat bites treated. you got out of your car at the same time mike, will, jonathan, eleven and that other dude got out. you watch mike run towards his mom, jonathan to nancy, and will to dustin and eleven. steve notices you first. he runs towards you and scoops you up hugging you.

eleven and dustin notice you next. they rush towards you hugging you.

“yo y/l/n! thanks again for that save,” eddie yells.

you laugh and everyone looks confused because how were you there but also helping them moments later.

you laugh again, “i’ll explain later.”

you guys then head to the hospital to go visit max and lucas. once you arrive lucas hugs you tight.

“thank you,” he whispers.

“of course,” you nod.

you look over at max. you rush toward her hugging her.

a hug that reassures you and her that everything is okay.

everyone was alive. you won.

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie stranger things #stranger things x y/n #steve harrington fic #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #max mayfield #eleven #jane hopper #max mayfield x y/n #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #eddie munson #vecna stranger things #everyone lives au

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new fic tonight that’s shitty as hell but i love the concept so i’m posting it anyways l o l… it’s the longest fic i’ve ever written i believe… i just need to figure out a title, it’s slight steve harrington x reader

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #steve harrington fic #steve harrington x y/n

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pairing: eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

(no pronouns used)

summary: you and eddie munson are in a secret relationship and eddie’s pretty convinced you’re ashamed of him

warnings: ANGST, reader lowkey a bitch

a/n: based on the song hide by leanna firestone! give it a listen! this is extremely short but i got nothing else! go read the steve version lol

my masterlist | steve harrington version

We go out, but always leave early

Make me duck down in your passenger seat

you and eddie had been dating for about six months now. the problem was that no one knew it. it wasn’t eddie’s choice but yours. you told him you had a reputation to uphold as a cheerleader. if you were caught with him then you would be kicked off the squad immediately. he was a loud mouth metal head who jason carver had a problem with almost daily. as jason made fun of him everybody laughed except for you.

when the two of you would go on dates it would always be an early dinner or you would be at your own houses. if you did get dinner you couldn’t be out late and if you saw anyone from school you would push eddie’s head below the dash with a “shit, duck down.”

And I'll never tell you how much it hurts me

But it does

it hurt him deeply, but he would never tell you that. he was too afraid to lose you. the only girl who had ever even looked his way. it was by complete accident that the two of you ended up together. the two of you shared an English class and your teacher assigned you to tutor him so he could keep his grade up and hopefully graduate this year. the rest was history.

You like me, as long as its secret

you liked eddie. a lot. but you only showed it to him in private. you barely even showed it when it was just the two of you at a restaurant. too on edge about other people seeing the two of you.

You'll hold me if no one else sees it

you were very touchy when the two of you were alone. always cuddling in bed. hands running through eddie’s hair. but, in public, you wouldn’t be caught dead within a foot of him.

And I'm starting to think that it's me that's the fool

he was starting to wonder if the relationship is really worth it if this is how it’s gonna be. was he a fool to think that this will change after high school?

Cause I'd love to love you

In the light

he wanted nothing more than to hold your hand in the halls. wanted to walk you to class, a hand on your back guiding you. he didn’t want it to matter that you two were together as long as you loved each other.

And I hate that you make me hide

he hated that you made him hide his love for you.

We live in shadows and silence

you would only kiss him where the light didn’t touch. in your bedrooms with the doors closed and curtains shut.

You'll kiss me as long as I'm quiet

and as long as he didn’t tell anyone about the two of you, you would continue to kiss him as much as he wanted, as long as it’s in the shadows.

But still, I check if your eyelids are closеd

when you fall asleep wrapped in his arms, he always check to see if your eyes are actually closed. he checks that you aren’t still scared that people will find out in the privacy of your rooms. because if he can’t bring that comfort to you then he wasn’t enough.

Cause I'd love to love you

In thе light

he wanted you to feel safe enough to be with him no matter what. if jason carver found out and got you kicked off the squad then he wanted you to know that he would be there always. if he didn’t he was afraid you’d leave him for them.

And I hate that you make me hide

the secrets were crushing him daily. he couldn’t tell his friends at hellfire, his uncle, anybody. you made him promise.

I hate that when you talk to me

It's usually hushed

even in the quiet of his bedroom you spoke in whispers. he doesn’t think he’s ever heard your voice above that of a whisper. the hushed sound of your voice making tears roll down his cheeks as you turn away from him while you sleeps. right after you had whispered good night.

And I always have to guess whether or not

You're in love

yes you had told him you loved him but he had his doubts. if you truly loved him, would you be able to keep it a secret? would you be able to act like he doesn’t exist outside of your bedrooms.

I don't know how much longer

I can hold on

he wasn’t sure how much longer he could deal with the secrets but he had to keep trying.

But I'd rather have you this way, than no way at all

because if he didn’t try to keep the secrets he would lose you for good. if he told anyone you would definitely choose jason and chrissy over him. and yes maybe that is unfair to him but he couldn’t live without you. he loved you too much for that.

Cause I'd love to love you

In the light

so he kept quiet. he sat back and hoped that one day you would love each other openly. with no care or thought about what others thought of the two of you. that he would have friends that would support the two of you wholeheartedly.

And I hate

How easily you can make me cry

but for now, he would continue to suffer in silence. he would cry at night in your arms after you fell asleep. he hated how easily you made him cry. how you didn’t notice the pain in his eyes as you looked into them.

Don't wanna be the [boy]

You only love at night

and maybe one day he’ll stop being that boy that you only love in the darkness of your bedrooms, maybe one day you’ll love him in the light.

How I hate that you make me

Hide

or maybe one day he would slip from your fingers so slowly that you wouldn’t even notice until max mayfield smacked some sense into you, literally.

#stranger things #eddie stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x y/n #eddie munson #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson x y/n #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #jospeh quinn #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

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hide (steve version)

pairing: steve harrington (king steve) x reader

(no pronouns used i don’t believe)

summary: you and steve harrington are in a secret relationship and you’re pretty convinced steve’s ashamed of you

warnings: ANGST, steve’s a douche

a/n: based on hide by leanna firestone! give it a listen! this is very short and i’m sorry but it’s all i’ve got…

my masterlist | eddie munson version

We go out, but always leave early

Make me duck down in your passenger seat

you and steve had been dating for about six months now. the problem was that no one knew it. it wasn’t your choice but steve’s. he told you he had a reputation to uphold. if he was caught with you then he would be done for in the social pool. you were a quiet kid who tommy h and carol had a fun time picking on. steve never joined them when bullying you. no, not at all.

when the two of you would go on dates it would always be an early dinner or you would be at your own houses. if you did get dinner you couldn’t be out late and if you saw anyone from school steve would push your head below the dash with a “shit, duck down.”

And I'll never tell you how much it hurts me

But it does

it hurt you deeply, but you would never tell steve that. you were too afraid to lose him. the only guy who had ever even looked your way. it was by complete accident that the two of you ended up together. the two of you shared an English class and your teacher assigned you to tutor him so he could keep his grade up and stay on the basketball team. the rest was history.

You like me, as long as its secret

steve liked you. a lot. but he only showed it to you in private. he barely even showed it when it was just the two of you at a restaurant.too on edge about other people seeing the two of you.

You'll hold me if no one else sees it

he was very touchy when the two of you were alone. always cuddling in bed. hands running through your hair. but, in public, he wouldn’t be caught dead within a foot of you.

And I'm starting to think that it's me that's the fool

you were starting to wonder if the relationship is really worth it if this is how it’s gonna be. were you a fool to think that this will change after high school?

Cause I'd love to love you

In the light

you wanted nothing more than to hold his hand in the halls. wanted him to walk you to class, a hand on your back guiding you. you didn’t want it to matter that you two were together as long as you loved each other.

And I hate that you make me hide

you hated that he made you hide.

We live in shadows and silence

he would only kiss you where the light didn’t touch. in your bedrooms with the doors closed and curtains shut.

You'll kiss me as long as I'm quiet

and as long as you didn’t tell anyone about the two of you, he would continue to kiss you as much as you wanted, as long as it’s in the shadows.

But still, I check if your eyelids are closеd

when he falls asleep with you wrapped in his arms, you always check to see if his eyes are actually closed. you check that he isn’t still scared that people will find out in the privacy of your rooms. because if you can’t bring that comfort to him then you weren’t enough.

Cause I'd love to love you

In thе light

you wanted him to feel safe enough to be with you no matter what. if tommy and carol found out and dropped him from their little circle then you wanted him to know that you would be there always. if you didn’t you’re afraid he’d leave you for them.

And I hate that you make me hide

the secrets were crushing you daily. you couldn’t tell your friends, your family, anybody. steve made you promise.

I hate that when you talk to me

It's usually hushed

even in the quiet of your bedroom he spoke in whispers. you don’t think you’ve ever heard his voice above that of a whisper. the hushed sound of his voice making tears roll down your cheeks as you turn away from him while he sleeps. right after he had whispered good night.

And I always have to guess whether or not

You're in love

yes steve had told you he loved you but you had your doubts.if he truly loved you, would he be able to keep it a secret? would he be able to act like you don’t exist outside of your bedrooms.

I don't know how much longer

I can hold on

you weren’t sure how much longer you could deal with the secrets but you had to keep trying.

But I'd rather have you this way, than no way at all

because if you didn’t try to keep the secrets you would lose him for good. if you told anyone he would definitely choose tommy and carol over you. and yes maybe that is unfair to you but you couldn’t live without steve harrington. you loved him too much for that.

Cause I'd love to love you

In the light

so you kept quiet. you sat back and hoped that one day you would love each other openly. with no care or thought about what others thought of the two of you. that you would have friends that would support the two of you wholeheartedly.

And I hate

How easily you can make me cry

but for now, you would continue to suffer in silence. you would cry at night in his arms after he fell asleep. you hated how easily he made you cry. how he didn’t notice the pain in your eyes as you looked into his.

Don't wanna be the girl

You only love at night

and maybe one day you’ll stop being that girl that he only loves in the darkness of your bedrooms, maybe one day hell love you in the light.

How I hate that you make me

Hide

or maybe one day you would slip from his fingers so slowly that he wouldn’t even notice until dustin henderson smacked some sense into him, literally.

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #joe keery x reader #joe keery #steve harrington fic

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“do you wanna be friends?”

paring: eddie munson x reader (no specific pronouns used i don’t think)

summary: you and eddie can’t move past the friendship stage bc you’re both way too scared

warnings: angst, idiots in love

a/n: based off of “do you wanna be friends?” by leanna firestone! it’s so good pls listen!! i actually hate this tho i just wrote it in 20 minutes.

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Do you wanna be friends?

I mean, I wanna be more

you were in love with eddie munson. from the second he asked you if you wanted to sit at his table when he saw you sitting alone. you became part of hellfire quickly after that once eddie learned you had played before. and then you’re crush on him just grew from there.

But if friends is how I get to have you

Then, sure

but eddie didn’t see you that way. you knew he didn’t because he always treated you the same way he treated the other boys in the club. you had seen him flirt before and he’d never flirted with you.

I'll be quiet in my pining

I won't tell you about the pain

so you stayed quiet. you kept your feelings trapped inside yourself. you couldn’t tell him. you wouldn’t ruin your friendship. even if it hurt you everyday you couldn’t.

I'll be silent in the night when

I know that you're asleep

But I wanna ask you if you're awake

you and eddie were best friends. sometimes when he was over at your house he would fall asleep. you would take these moments to look at him closely. to admire his features. the urge to reach out and move his hair out of his face overwhelming you.

And so we'll be friends

And I'll be okay

as your feelings grew stronger you had to keep convincing yourself that you were fine being just friends with him. that it wasn’t destroying you everyday.

The world won't end

If you don't love me

Even if it feels that way

your heart broke every day. the pain of unrequited love making you feel as though the world is ending.

I'll be quiet in my pining

I won't tell you about the pain

but you stayed silent. you pretended everything was okay when you were with him. you loved hanging out with eddie. but when you got home you would sob into your pillow. once again because of the heart break. it was becoming a routine at this point.

I'll be silent in the night when

All I wanna do is tell you how pretty

I thought you looked today

sometimes you and eddie would have movie nights. you would go to his trailer when his uncle was working. as you watch him concentrate on the movie you can’t help but think of how pretty he is. the soft glow of the tv illuminating his features. his curls looking a little frizzy but still so soft.

I don't know where the line is

So I'll stay on my side even

When you're not on yours

but even though all you wanted to do was run your fingers through his hair, you couldn’t. you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable or make him think that you like him. so even when he would put his legs in your lap or even ran his fingers through your own hair, you didn’t cross the line.

I'll tread lightly in case I might be

Breaking a boundary

We used to break before

you guys used to be so touchy with each other. before you realized you were in love with him. and then the touching just broke your heart even more so you pulled away. if he had noticed, he never said anything.

And so I'll be your best friend

Simple as that

you were his best friend and he was yours. and that was enough for you. even if it’s breaking your heart.

And when you play pretend

That things are the way they were

I won't flirt back

eddie had noticed that you had been distancing yourself. he tried everything to get you to open up or come back to him. he even flirted with you to the best of his ability. but you just thought he was messing with you in a best friend way. and you didn’t retaliate.

No, I'll be quiet in my pining

I won't tell you about the pain

you stayed quiet as eddie felt the crushing weight of his own heartbreak. you see, eddie was in love with you too. but he was too scared to say anything especially when you started distancing yourself. he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

I'll be silent in the night when

You text me and ask

"Hey, are you awake?"

and late at night when he was alone in the trailer and he called you and told you about his day because he couldn’t sleep, you still stayed quiet. and so did he. both too scared to lose the other.

#stranger things #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #Spotify #eddie munson x gn!reader

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Ch.16 We Belong Together

Chapter 16 of Strange

A/N- ANGSTY CHAPTER AFTER ANGSTY CHAPTER. Enjoy friends :)

Warning- ANGST!!!!, swearing, FLUFF I REPEAT FLUFF, talks of weapons and death, blood and Injury, grief, LONG CHAPTER.

Pairing- Steve Harrington x Hopper!fem-reader

Episode- 4x07-4x08

(Let me know if you wanna be tagged)

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Sure, the time to confess your unspoken feelings to Steve right now was pretty horrible considering where you currently are, but after what happened just now, after fearing that you almost lost him, you can’t hold back anymore. He needs to know.

Besides, if your own death is near at least he needs to be assured that the time he dedicated to you was never wasted, it was always and will forever be cherished.

“I…” you swallow thickly and speak softly. “I love you, more than anything. More than you know.”

Steve’s lips part, he blinks in surprise, and the only thing he can respond with in that moment is something witty. “That’s not what I thought you’d say.”

A soft scoff escapes your lips, and as you caress his cheeks with your thumbs his lips slowly break into a soft smile before he opens his mouth again in attempts to add something. “I—”

“Sorry to break the beautiful moment,” Robin cuts Steve off, “but do you guys think these bats have, like, rabies?”

Steve and you share a concerned look before you both look at Robin with the same confused and concerned faces.

“What?” Steve queries.

“It’s just that rabies are, like, my number one greatest fear. And I think we should probably get you to a doctor like, really soon….”

You slowly slip your hands off Steve’s face and your confused and concerned faces shift to slightly annoyed and perplexed

expressions. Just slightly.

“…because once symptoms set in,” Robin continues to ramble. “It’s too late. You’re already like, dead.”

You part your lips and draw in a small breath to talk back, but the sound of a bat chittering in the distance cuts you off and makes Robin, Eddie and Nancy get near Steve and you to watch as they begin to huddle around the gate.

“All right,” Steve says and lifts his arm to put it out in front of you for protection. “There’s not that many. We can take ‘em. Right?”

You glance at your makeshift weapon disregarded just a few inches in front of you after you were mesmerized by Steve killing that bat, and then glance up at the bats to agree with Steve. Yet, right when you were going to do so, more bats began to approach.

“You were saying?” Robin said.

“I vote run,” you voice your change of opinion now that more trouble than you can handle loomed. “There’s too many and it seems like they’re just…” you pause and narrow your eyes. “Protecting the gate?”

“The woods,” Nancy cuts in loudly. “Come on!”

Before anyone could debate her choice, she’s already taken a head start and forces you all to follow her through the woods for a few miles until you found the Upside Downs Skull Rock to take cover from the bats that kept flying above. It was actually very fucking terrifying hearing them overheard, knowing that at any second they could just dive down and attack.

Even when there was a minute of relief where it seemed that most passed, you couldn't help but stay on guard and tense.

“Oh…” Robin whispered as she poked her head out from under the rock. “Okay. That was close.”

“Yeah,” Eddie agrees in between pants. “Too close.”

You stand up straight and slowly walk out just far enough to see the sky better. “We aren’t out of the woods yet.” You mumble also in between exhausted pants.

“Hilarious,” Eddie quipped dryly.

You look over at him and shoot him a small smile and a wink. However, your amusement falls instantly the moment you catch Steve stumbling towards the wall and groaning breathlessly. “Oh, sh…shit.”

“Steve?” You call and rush to his side. “Hey…” you trail off the moment you notice the blood running out of his wounds.

“I’m fine,” he tried to assure you. “I’m fine.”

It can’t..it can’t be happening again. You didn’t even notice all the blood because you were running, but now that you do see it, you can’t help but actually grow nervous and petrified for his well-being. He looked and sounded bad and you didn’t even notice…It’s just…it can’t be a coincidence. After you told him you loved him.

“Y/N, I’m fine,” Steve said again after he noticed you were more afraid than he was.

You blink and look up at him to slowly shake your head before your words come out. “No, no, no. You’re not.” Your hands hover over his wounds while tears fill your eyes. “You’re losing blood.” You look behind him for a brief moment before you look at his wounds again and grab his shoulder to slowly guide him down. “Come on, sit, okay?”

Steve grunts and you instantly apologize as if it’s your fault. “I’m sorry. I'm sorry.” You pull your hands away from him and look down at yourself to check if you could use any part of your own clothes to use as some form of bandage, but you had left your skirt on the damn boat.

“Oh…” Robin whispers.

You snap your eyes towards her and watch her approach Steve all cautiously until Nancy pats your shoulder to point out the piece of fabric she was cutting off from her shirt. “Here. This will help for now.”

You nod. “Yeah, thanks.” You try to offer her a smile, but the corner of your lips just twitch since your concern latched onto you hard.

“So the good news is I’m pretty sure wooziness is not a common symptom of rabies.” Robin begins to say beside you and Steve, causing you to try and not to focus on her rabies topic as it didn’t sound outlandish now that Steve was weak and losing blood. “But if you start having hallucinations or muscle spasms, or you start feeling aggressive, like you wanna punch me or something, then you should totally let me know.”

You get it, she’s worried too, but you can’t handle her rambling right now that you’re worried and scared for Steve. The sound of your heart pounding in your ears, the memories that forced themselves to your head was all already bothersome enough, and adding Robin’s rambling to the mix made you feel more overwhelmed.

“Robin,” Steve cut in.

“Yeah?”

“I kinda wanna punch you.”

Robin lets out a nervous laugh and says, “sense of humor’s still intact. That’s a good sign.”

Steve nods and whispers, “yeah,” whilst you take Nancy's piece of fabric that she finally hands you.

“Thanks,” you repeat and let out a shaky breath before turning back to face Steve. “Okay, I’m sorry I don’t have anything else, you know like water, or alcohol, a good bandage, but this will work. It’ll stop your bleeding,” you say in hopes that it would. “You’ll be okay.”

Steve leans towards you and begins to watch you while you begin to bandage his torso as those memories play a lot more vividly in your mind now; the last time you told Sara you loved her and the moment they told you she passed. The first time you told your father you loved him after a long time and that exact moment Joyce told you without the need of any words that he didn’t make it.

You tried not to be negative now, it was just a little blood, but it was happening again after you told him that you loved him. Seeing how bad he’s hurt after he got attacked, hearing him in pain and having those memories play back just had a way to wound you so deep that it currently felt like someone was clutching your heart in their fist to get ready to just squish it at moments notice, your chest felt so tight that it felt hard to even breathe. You were the one supposed to be comforting Steve, but he’s the one assuring you.

“Hey, y/n, this kind of reminds me of when I helped you out, remember? Your first week in Hawkins?”

You finish wrapping the bandage and slowly let your eyes drift up to him to question him with just your look alone.

“After—”

“You almost ran me over,” you finish for him with a breathless chuckle. “Yeah.” You scoff and look back down to tighten the bandage.

The corner of Steve’s lip pull up after seeing you smile.

“Too tight?” You ask and once again drift your eyes up to him.

“No, that’s good.”

You nod and look down to draw in a breath and keep it trapped in your chest as you tie the ends of the fabric together. “All right,” you breathe out. “You’ll be okay,” you try to assure him again while you let yourself meet his gaze to say it again, but this time to assure yourself. “You’ll be okay.”

“I know, I will be,” he whispers as he holds your gaze. “Thanks.”

Even after confessing what you felt, you could still feel the same tension between the both of you; there's just so much you still needed to tell him. Things to assure him over, and strengthen your confession since you knew he was still somewhat unsure; you can see it in the way he looks at you, you can feel it too, it’s so obvious.

“And,” Steve continues with that smile. “I didn't almost run you over. Let’s get that clear.”

You keep your hands on his torso and smile wider. “You did. That’s what it is after someone swerves away from a body—”

“On the road,” he snaps. “You were in the road, on my road.”

“Public road. And I was on my skateboard, you were the one distracted,” you argue.

“Wait,” Robin interjects with an entertained smile. “You ran y/n over?”

Steve’s head snaps towards her and he points at her but immediately puts his hand down since it hurts his side. “No! Almost!”

“Aha!” You exclaim. “See. Told ya so.” You shoot him a smirk and end up sharing a longing look until Eddie’s voice interrupts the moment.

“So, uh, this place is like Hawkins, but with monsters and nasty shit?”

You slip your hand off Steve’s torso and grab his arm to swing it over your shoulder so you can help him out from under the rock, while Nancy answers Eddie. “Pretty much.”

“You okay?” You whisper up to Steve.

Steve nods and leans towards your ear to whisper. “Let’s talk later…if we get out that is—We will though.”

“Yeah,” you agree. “I was going to say the same thing.”

“Wait,” you hear Nancy say. “Watch out for the vines. It’s all a hive mind.”

“It’s all a what?” Eddie asks while he’s balancing himself on a rock.

“All the creepy crawlies around here, they’re, like, one or something. You step on a vine, you’re stepping on a bat, you’re stepping on Vecna.”

“Shit.” Eddie hisses.

“But everything from our world is still here, right?” Robin adds to Eddie’s question. “Except people? Obviously.”

Nancy continues to answer for the group. “As far as I understand it, yeah.”

“So, theoretically, we can go to the police station and steal guns and grenades and whatever we need to blow up those bat things that are guarding the gate.”

“Yeah,” Steve remarks to Robin’s comment. “I highly doubt Hawkins PD has grenades, Robin. But guns, yeah sure.”

You scoff and shake your head. “No, Hawkins PD is all the way downtown, it’s way too far to just walk out there. I mean who knows what else is out here, we need to find weapons somewhere else. I’m sure there's a house that has at least one gun or two. I mean my grandpa's cabin has a shotgun, and a hunting rifle, we can go there.”

Nancy looks over at you and shakes her head. “No, we don’t have to go all the way downtown or to your dad's cabin for guns. I have guns in my bedroom.”

Hm. Cool. Badass.

“You,” Eddie says as he hops down from the rock. “Nancy Wheeler, have guns, plural, in your bedroom?”

“Full of surprises, isn’t she?” Robin says with awe.

You sigh. “I mean with what we’ve dealt with, why wouldn’t she own guns? It’s smart. Good thinking, Nance.”

Nancy smiles at you and then continues with her comment. “I have a Russian Makarov and a revolver.”

“Yeah,” Steve scoffs and nudges you. “She almost shot me with that one.”

You blink and look over at him to question him. “Really?”

“Yeah, he almost deserved it.” Nancy adds in her defense, making you snicker until you’re cut off as Eddie throws his vest at Steve.

“For your modesty, dude.”

You smirk and part your lips to add something about keeping Steve shirtless, but Robin catches you right away and shuts you up. “No, don’t say a word.”

“Aw, sweetheart. Come on.” You try to be a bit lighthearted to try and calm down your nerves and shut up that fear that was poisoning your mind.

Robin shakes her head and makes you smirk deeper while you also feel Steve pull his arms away from your shoulder to begin putting on the vest. Yet, right when he was trying the ground suddenly began to shake, causing you to stumble back but keep balanced long enough to grab Nancy and keep her in your arms while the ground kept shaking.

“Oh, fuck,” you whisper through pants whilst you tighten your hold around Nancy and feel her hold on to your arm.

And of course, as if on cue, right as the ground stopped moving, those creatures are heard again, leaving a more tense silence and feeding that fear you all had.

“Yeah,” Eddie breaks the silence. “So, guns seem like a pretty idea to me.”

“Yeah,” Robin agrees. “Me too.”

Nancy pulls away from you and you walk back and turn away from the group to try and take in a few deep breaths, but Steve cuts in, “So what are we waiting for?” He pulls out his flashlight and turns it on to begin leading the group further into the woods.

——

“…and at the last moment the oldest sister jumped, hopped and ran in front of the evil wizards spell to save her youngest sister from the cruel fate—”

“Y/N.”

You look up from the book in your hands and see your mother barging in the hospital room with your father chasing after her. “Hey wait—”

“Momma?” You call in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

Your mother fixes her purse over her shoulder and doesn’t even glance at Diane in the corner, or at the little girl on the hospital bed beside you, her eyes are set strictly on you as her hand is extended towards you.

“It’s time to go. Now.”

You glance at Diane in the corner and then at your father behind your mother and hesitate since you still had another week to be here with Sara. Your mother came a week early.

“But momma—”

“No, buts y/n, it’s time to go. Now,” she insisted, causing your father to try and grab her arm to pull her out of the room to talk, but she just pulled her arm away from his grasp and looked back to whisper something you didn’t catch, but something that made him look over at you and your sister before he sighed and stepped inside the room to talk to you.

“Look, your mom is going to take you home now, okay?” He caresses your cheek and tries to smile. “We’ll call okay? Everyday. I’ll pick you up after Sarah is done with this round of chemo, okay? And we'll go to the beach together.”

You set the book down and frown, you want to argue, you want to cry against your mothers wishes, but you wanted to be strong for Sara, you didn’t want her to see you crying or fighting with your mother, so instead you nod slowly in agreement.

“Okay, you promise you’ll call?” You ask and meet his gaze.

Your father nods and places a kiss on the top of your head and whispers, “I love you. Say goodbye to your sister.” He pulls away to let you slide off your chair and get on the bed to do just as he said.

“I’m going to go with my mom now, okay, Sara? I’ll be back soon.” You assure her in a soft voice, and with a sweet smile on your face.

“Promise?” She asked quietly.

The smile on your face widens and your voice turns softer. “Pinky promise.”

Sarah beams at you and lets you wrap her in a gentle embrace that lets you share simple yet meanfigul and truthful words. “I love you so much, Sara.”

Said girl tightens her hold around you and giggles before she repeats your words with ease. “I love you too, sis.”

You stay in the embrace for a few more seconds before you have to pull away to slowly get off the bed and say goodbye to your father and Diane before your mother quickly whisks you out of the room as if in a rush, making Sara be the last thing you saw before the door shut behind you.

Unknowingly though, that would be the last thing you saw of her; that glimpse of the small wave, and her small happy smile that decorated her pale features before the door shut behind you. That I love you would be the last thing you’d ever tell her because just a few days later after no contact your father did call like he said he would, but not to talk to you, it was to talk to your mother in fact.

Right away you knew the call was strange, when they talked there was no arguing back and forth, the call was short, unbelievably so since they always tended to argue for a long time when he called.

“Momma,” you slowly call her out after you see her put the phone down and stay completely and utterly still. “Was it my dad?”

Your mother lets out a deep breath and stays with her back agaisnt you for a few more minutes until you begin to approach her to check if she’s okay. “Momma?”

“Y/N, my sweet girl…” she pauses, and then turns around to crouch in front of you to get to your eye level and hold your shoulders with this sad look in her eyes that makes her eyes gleam. “I have to tell you something.” She swallows thickly and sighs before she continues. “It’s Sara, she…she passed away….”

The rest of what she told you was lost, you failed to grasp anything else after her announcement. The days after that were a blur, you couldn’t recall most of the funeral anymore, all you could remember was those emotions you now recognized as grief and heartbreak. Most importantly, what was the most vivid memory was that last moment you shared with your sister.

What once was an endearing moment, has now turned sour and traumatizing because you solely poisoned such a sweet memory with your crippling fear and paranoia. But it was unintentionally done, and in your mind choosing to let the memory turn heart aching rather than letting it be comforting and happy was reasonable, in your own mind.

And now that you’ve told Steve what you felt, now that he’s wounded and in danger of dying, that same poison that tainted Sara’s memory and your fathers, was beginning to corrupt that little bit of happiness in a place surrounded by horror.

No matter how much you tried convincing yourself that he’d be fine now that you patched him up, you couldn’t help yourself from getting lost in that fear that fogged up your mind. It left you quiet while you made your way to Nancy’s house, or correction, the Upside Down version of her house. That same silence killed Robin, she wanted to wait for a better time but she couldn’t help herself anymore.

“So are we going to talk about it?” She asked as she fell to your side and let Nancy guide the way by herself.

You blink and slide your eyes over to her to question her with a quirked brow.

“What you told, Steve?” She explained herself and fianlly let you in on what she was referencing. “I mean from what I could grasp in your emotional letter to your dad, that was the thorn in your relationship, right?”

Wow.

“Uh,” you breathe out and nod stiffly as you’re left a bit baffled. “Yes.” You cross your arms over your chest and scoff. “You know, for someone who says she has trouble grasping some things, it was easy for you to figure out my relationship problems.”

Robin shrugs and smiles. “You guys are my friends, I have been rooting for the two of you since before you and I were even friends, I need this relationship to work. Having you guys fighting is like seeing my own parents fight, it’s traumatizing.”

You can’t help the amused smile that tugs on your lips after you scoff. Alas, that gesture gets tainted by those stupid dark feelings too and it just brings out your negatitvty. “I told him what I felt but at what cost? He’s hurt, I—”

“Shut up,” Robin blurts. “Shut up with that. The only curse here is Vecna. You, Y/N Hopper are not a curse, you are just a girl, a simple curseless girl, you hear me?” She meets your gaze as you keep walking after Nancy. “Your sister died because of that vicious cancer, you didn’t curse her. You father died being a hero, you didn’t curse him. The only thing you’ll curse is yourself if you keep thinking that way! And take it from someone who can’t help but take a negative spin on things!” She throws out her arms and exclaims, making you shush her so the others wouldn’t hear your conversation.

“Steve is walking on both feet, he’s alive thanks to you taking that jump,” she continues to tell you…or lecture you? You can’t tell her with her voice sounding almost angry and nervous at the same time.

“I mean, all you did was save him. So please stop, or else Vecna will use that against you, I mean he uses trauma against you, right?” Her voice turns a lot rougher this time. “He already has you as a potential victim, so if you keep thinking that way you’ll just be an easier target, I mean think about your sister! Do you really want her to attend another funeral? And I for one can’t stand thinking that I might lose you because you can’t get out of these stupid fake claims about yourself. I’m being serious, y/n, I can’t lose you, so please stop. Get your shit together, or I will slap you.”

Robin takes one last look at you and chooses to walk ahead to once again join Nancy, leaving you completely and utterly speechless—you never thought you’d get lectured by Robin out of all people. It was…well, it was kind of scary.

More scarier than the earthquake that hit only minutes after Robin walked off.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” you curse under your breath and hold onto a tree while the ground kept trembling.

“Okay,” Robin began to comment while she was holding herself steady on the ground. “Second on my list of least favorite things, earthquakes. Seriously, I’m unsteady enough as it is.”

You groan and dig your nails into the tree bark to try and keep yourself standing as the shaking ground threatens to knock you down.

Well, at least you keep yourself steady until you watch Nancy walk off while the ground continues to shake, after that you push yourself off the tree and follow her until she's stopped just outside of the tree line.

“Nancy! Y/N!” Robin calls until she and the other two join Nancy and you to watch her house standing just across the field, surrounded by broken down transmission towers and a dark empty field of grass.

“Come on,” Nancy urged the group forward and continued to guide the group towards the eerie lonely house casted by dark clouds that produce loud red lightning strikes.

As you did follow, the group stayed clustered together just for a little while but everyone then broke away to walk at their own pace since all you’ve done for the past hours has just been walking, it provided a strain nobody complained about, but did feel.

The good thing was that the house wasn’t far anymore, but throughout that short walk you were left with a chance to find an excuse to talk with Steve since he was walking just a bit behind you.

“How are you holding up?” You ask whilst you wait for him to catch up to you so you can continue forward.

“Hurts a little less, but it’s still painful,” he shares and lets you push back part of the vest to check if he had bled more.

Which luckily he wasn’t.

“Well,” you sigh. “It doesn’t seem like you’re bleeding anymore, but let’s not add any strain or you know bump into it, ‘kay?” You look up at his neck and frown deeper at how deep the bat's tail had embedded in his skin. “This hurt?”

When you don’t receive an immediate answer you look up at him and catch that he’s already looking at you.

This look unlike the ones before was soft, not filled with any hostility after the arguments and misunderstanding you’ve had, this look still seeked something from you, but you could make out that twinkle in his eyes as he kept looking at you. And that slight change makes your heart skip a beat, it has you looking away all nervously, and has you letting go of his side.

“She talked to you? Robin, I mean?” He utters quietly so she wouldn’t hear. “I saw you guys deep in conversation just a bit ago.”

You draw out a deep breath and nod. “More like she lectured me about some stuff, it was scary, like, I have never actually seen her mad before.”

“You?” Steve probes. “Made her mad? What did you do to her?”

You shrug. “I think I annoyed her, like, I was really surprised.” You shake your head and meet his gaze to laugh. “It was really scary. I’m not lying, don’t make her mad.”

Steve scoffs and nods along. “Got it.” He proceeds to let out a sigh and slows down his pace just a bit since you’re closer to Nancy's house—“we’re good right? I mean we have things to talk about, but we’re good right?”

Without an ounce of hesitation you nod. “Yeah. I mean, are we?” You stop in your steps and only take a small glimpse of the others as they walk inside, before you return your gaze back to Steve as he stops in front of you too.

“I mean after you just saved me back there, yes we are.” He begins to smile. “It’s not everyday I see you stabbing a bat with a broken oar to save me, I mean that was fucking badass.” He grins now and makes you begin to smile and get all hot and nervous as if he’s never complimented you before. “I mean, baby, I was impressed, maybe a little turned on too. And that flip you did with the oar, it was cool as hell.”

You drop your head and bite the inside of your cheek before you perk up and beam at him “I made that bat my bitch!”

Steve snorts and wants to judge your choice of words, but he’s too amused to say anything. “You definitely made that bat your bitch.”

“What can I say?” You say all smugly and then hit right back with some compliments of your own. “Let’s not leave you out because damn! I mean, you don’t need a laser watch when you have brute strength, I mean, it was hot, the way you just swung it and then smacked it on the ground. That was amazing.”

Steve shrugs with nonchalance and answers all cockily. “What can I say? I was being the hero the group needed.”

“Total American hero,” you sweet talk him, making him break into a soft chuckle as he nods in agreement with his hands on hips.

“If Dustin could see us now. Total American heroes.” He licks his lips and holds your gaze in that silence that follows to lean in and lift one hand to reach for your face, but just when he was close he pulled it back to brush his hair back instead. “Are you doing okay?”

Slowly your smile begins to fall at the sound of his question, and the weight it carried returned to your chest. You thought of lying to assure him, but you remembered what Robin said, what Nancy said and what…Miss Vasquez said as well and decided to lean towards the truth. Especially because he’s still here after you confessed.

“Just a bit scared,” you sigh and hold his gaze. “But besides that, yes, I’m okay. You’ll let me know if you’re feeling anything else, right?” You ask and glance at his bandage. “Any symptoms that are out of the ordinary.”

Steve nods. “I will, but don’t worry, I’m good. I’m all good.”

You draw in a deep breath and nod even if you carry the concern and doubt on your face.

“You’ll let me know if you feel anything Vecna related, right?” He also asks, letting you slowly exhale.

“I will,” you agree. “I mean if not you’ll definitely know right?” You snicker.

Steve’s eyes narrow to shoot you a pointed glare before he shakes his head. “No, no, not funny.” He pulls away and turns to walk inside the house with you trailing right behind him and contradicting him.

“It’s a little funny. I mean get it cause I’ll—”

“Shh.” Steve cuts you off, causing your face to contort to express annoyance and discontent.

“Wh—”

“Shh, you hear that?” Steve whispers and points his flash towards the dark vines that decorated the inside of Nancy’s house, whilst he kept slowly treading forward.

You try to strain your ears while you cautiously follow after him, but you still don’t catch anything….

Is it his rabies?

“Steve, I don’t hear shit, maybe try to tell me what we’re hearing so I can know. Unless it’s what Robin said you’d feel.”

Steve peers back at you and flashes his light on your face, making you shield your eyes and miss that complete shocked look on his face as he finally let you in. “It’s Dustin.” He flashes his light away and continues to walk around.

At first, you still couldn’t catch a thing, it made you worry heighten, to the point you were going to sit him down and try and do something about it, but just then, right when you approached Steve and opened your mouth, you heard Dustin. He sounded far though, a bit muffled, as if he was at the other side of some room. You can’t lie and say it isn’t relieving to hear his voice.

“Dustin!” Steve called loudly. “Dustin!”

You look around in the hopes you’d find a way to communicate back without sounding a bit crazy like Steve next to you, but there was literally nothing but vines and useless junk.

“Du—Hello? Hel…Hello?”

“Y/N?” You hear Nancy call you from behind.

When you look back you see her and the other two watching Steve trying to communicate with his young child friend with concern.

“What’s going on? Is he okay?”

You smile and sound just as crazy as Steve. “We can hear Dustin’s voice from the other side.” You sigh at Steve’s continuous attempts. “We’re trying to talk back, but well…” you trail off and look back at Steve.

“Steve, what are you doing?” Nancy asked and gained his attention.

“He’s here,” he shared and spins around to point his flashlight at the group. “Henderson, that little shit, he’s here. He’s like…he’s in the wall or something. Just listen.” He then goes quiet for a bit and puts his hand behind his ear—“It’s Dustin.”

“It’s true, the little fucker is here.” You say in support of his claims and shoot them a smile that just receives more strange looks.

“You guys are a strange couple,” Eddie mutters with his eyebrows furrowed.

You scoff and get ready to snap back, but Steve continues to yell so it forces you to turn and instead address him. “Steve, he won’t hear you, try something else! And be careful with the vines!” You continue to follow Steve to try and find something while he continues to yell.

When the others finally hear the voices, they begin to try and get Dustin’s attention too.

But they also get nothing.

“All right, either this kid can’t hear us or he’s being a total douchebag,” Steve grumbles.

You blink and part your lips to gasp as a thought suddenly barges out from the depths of your head. “Will found a way.”

Steve and Nancy look over at you and he questions you. “What?”

You drift your eyes over to them and continue. “Joyce told me what happened, she said Will found a way to speak to her through the lights!” You then focus on Nancy to ask for reassurance. “Right? I’ve been trying to remember, but I didn’t get it ‘till now!”

The look on Nancy’s face turns from perplexed to surprised and a bit excited. “Exactly!” She exclaims and then runs towards a lamp to try and turn it on, but it wouldn’t work, not even when she tried the switch.

“It’s not working.”

You turn and look around again until Steve’s voice made you turn to face him. “Guys? You seeing this?” He keeps his flashlight pointed ahead of him which causes you to look over at his target. Which turned out to be…just a chandelier.

A chandelier that’s dimly lit.

“No way,” you muse with an impressed smile before you slowly step towards the light to see that there was some type of sparkling hue that blanketed the chandelier. It was sort of…pretty, mesmerizing, not enough to stick your fingers in it, but Nancy did anyway, luckily nothing bad happened to her hand. She just kept waving it around and actually made it tempting to you and the others too.

Even if you were a bit skeptical considering this was the Upside down, you slowly let your hand get pulled towards the light just as the others tried to touch that hue too. And instead of feeling a heat like you thought you would, you felt that….well whatever substance that covered the light softly tickle your fingers.

“It…tickles,” Steve mused what you had in mind.

“It kinda of feels good,” you voice out instead.

“Does anyone know Morse code?” Nancy suddenly asks the group.

You slowly lower your gaze from the light and look over at her to nod. “Yes. I do.” You lower your hand and feel everyone’s stares on you now. “What?” You quip. “My dad taught me a long time ago.”

Eddie scoffs and lifts his hands when you look over at him. “We didn’t say anything, it’s cool that’s all. Really, I’m being honest, it’s cool.”

You look away from him and glance at the light before letting your eyes go from face to face before you speak. “We should keep the message short and sweet so it’s easier to pass. Any ideas?”

“How about SOS?” Eddie suggests.

“Yeah,” you agree right away. “It works.”

Before wasting more time you lift your hand again to tap your fingers through the hue to send out the message. With each second that passes though, the more you grow frustrated when you wouldn't get a response. Not because your hand was getting tired of being extended for a long period of time, but because you could hear Dustin’s voice and got nothing.

A few minutes pass with nothing and it only aggravates you more, until finally you catch the right commotion.

“It’s working.” Robin points out what was becoming known.

You continue nonetheless until finally there's a response. “Just hold on!”

You sigh in relief and let a small grin tug on your lips.

“Tell them to get my sisters Lite Brite, we can communicate that way.” Nancy ordered.

You nod immediately and pass the message by just spelling out the object to keep the message short.

“Right!” You hear Dustin’s muffled response seconds after. “Right! Go to Nancy’s room!”

Without waiting anymore Nancy runs over to get the Lite Brite and then you continue to run to her room to wait for the others to communicate back. Which in their defense didn’t take that long, but you were getting impatient to see if this plan would work so it felt like an eternity when it was just mere minutes.

“Come on. come on,” Steve whispered beside your ear.

You exhale deeply and clench your jaw until the moment a dim light finally glows from the Lite Brite, and Dustin’s voice follows to echo out. “You guys seeing this?”

Slowly you let your jaw loosen from its tight hold and can’t help but let out a breathless and relieved laugh while Nancy waved her hand over the light as a response that earns a recognizable happy chuckle for an answer.

“We’re not moving it,” Dustin’s voice continues to sound out. “But we’re gonna unplug it. Stand by….yank it.”

The light lost its hue, but the plan to communicate continued. “Okay, try it now!” Dustin shouts.

Nancy nods and whispers, “Okay,” and proceeds to focus on the object in front of her to first spell out ‘Hi’, and then leave the group waiting for something to be said back.

“Okay, come on,” you mumble and clasps your hands together as you wait impatiently. “Come on.”

Just moments after your comment, there's a confirmation, “that worked!”

Your lips break into a grin once more and out of excitement you grab Nancy's shoulders and shake her to celebrate your small win.

Yet, no one could be fully relieved yet, there was still more to say in order to get help to get out.

“Okay, uh, uhm,” Nancy muttered after the excitement between the five of you faded away so you could concentrate on the plan in hand again.

This time Nancy spelled out, “Stuck,” and an answer was quickly given.

“Stuck!”

“Yes,” Steve agreed.

“We are,” Robin added, whilst Eddie hummed and nodded, and you smiled softly out of happiness and couldn’t help but clasp your hands together to press the side of your knuckle against your lips since you were also very anxious.

“Uh,” Dustin begins to speak again. “You can’t get back through Watergate?”

Your eyebrows scrunch together at the name of the gate and you share a confused look with Eddie since he was beside you.

“What the hell’s Watergate?” Steve voiced the question you and Eddie had in mind.

“‘Cause it’s in water and its gate,” Robin surprisingly is the one to explain the logic.

You scoff and compliment her rather than Dustin’s name of choice. “Nice.”

“Oh.”

“That’s cute,” Eddie says too.

Steve nods. “Right.”

“Uh, no,” Nancy denies Dustin outloud before she spells out, “GUARDED.”

“Uh, okay. Uh, Watergate’s guarded.” Dustin pieced it together and earned more responses and supportive reactions—“I think we have a theory that can help with that!” Dustin continues to say.

“Genius child,” Robin whispered.

“I’m telling you!” You exclaim out of genuine pride.

“We think Watergate isn’t only the gate. That there’s a gate at every murder site.” Dustin finishes his commmnt, causing Nancy to let out a confused reaction.

“Does anybody understand what he’s talking about?”

You fix your posture and lean towards her to try and explain what you were understanding as it was getting shared. “Maybe everytime Vecna finished a kill, a gate was left where the curse was completed, I mean where the body was left. No? It’d make sense.”

There were more stares directed at you, so you shrug and doubt yourself. “Just a theory.”

“Maybe,” Nancy says before she draws a question mark just in case you’d be wrong.

“Okay!” Dustin exclaimed with an attuitde that was easily detected. “How many times do I have to be right on the money before you guys just trust me?!”

You scoff and shake your head at his tone.

“Jesus Christ,” Steve remarks on Dustin. “This kids gotta get his ego checked.”

“It’s his tone, right?” Eddie adds.

You lean forward to nod quickly and agree with the boys. “Yes! I know, huh!”

“Okay, so…” Nancy changes the subject back to the problem. “So how far is your trailer?”

“Seven miles,” Eddie quickly answered.

They should’ve listened to you. You were right! You were right!

“Nancy?” Robin calls out. “Uh, I know your house here is, like, weirdly, creepily frozen in time and shit, but haven’t you always had bikes?”

A knowing look is shared between all of you before Nancy tells Dustin about going to Eddie’s house as the last message before you went for the bikes in the garage.

“I told you guys,” you gloat while you get on a bike. “I told you guys that’s what it was, no one ever listens to me.”

Robin climbs on hers and huffs. “Sorry,” she says. “We should’ve known. I'm sorry for the lack of belief.”

Steve opens the garage before he climbs on his bike, while you shoot Robin a smirk before you face the dark eerie outside.

“Okay,” Nancy says after a deep shaky breath. “We stay together, don't fall behind and don’t go off on your own. Whatever you might see signal out to the group, got it?”

Without the need to share another word everyone shares an agreeing and knowing look before you face the outside again, and hesitate.

No matter how different you all were, what your relationships currently were to each other, the one thing you knew you all felt was fear. No one could hide that, not even the bravest of the group, not even if it’s what everyone tried to express, fear is a shared and understanding feeling, no one judged each other for that, like no one judged each other for hesitating to leave.

In any case it’s that shared fear that actually made you all braver in ways, since you knew that you all felt the same, you knew that you had one another to rely on. That fear bonded you in some ways too. Rather than letting it paralyze and get to you, you let it move you forward towards your destination, it lets you try to accomplish your plan to get out.

The one thing that could’ve actually stopped you was the seven miles you had to bike without any breaks. It was a fucking killer on your legs no matter how much you tried to exercise. It made arriving at Eddie's house a fucking pleasure.

“That’s gotta be a Guinness World Record.” Robin somehow had enough breath to say after you all got off your bikes. “Most miles traveled interdimensionally.”

Your breaths are deep and fast, and your heart is pulsing unbelievably fast.

“Just inhaled a bunch of that crap,” Steve shared and then coughed. “It’s stuck in my throat.”

You gasp for air and accidentally do the same as he did.

“Oh, fuck,” you groan and then begin coughing too.

“Did you not hear what I just said?” Steve snapped at you while you made your way inside. “Careful!” He proceeds to hit your back so it would be easier to cough out what you inhaled. “Jesus.”

You hit your chest and clear your throat to try and get it wet after your cough dried you out. “Never doing that again. We should’ve worn a mouth cover, we know this.”

“Yeah except it, like, makes it hard to breathe,” Steve says and you actually couldn’t help but agree, except you didn’t get the chance to voice it since the sight of the glowing red gate on Eddie’s ceiling left you speechless.

“Goddamn,” Steve says in a change of tone before he turns off his flashlight since the red glowing gate provided enough light.

“This is where Chrissy died,” Eddie shares without giving a hint of any emotion he could feel at the memory of what he saw. “Like, right where she died.”

The gate began to make this wet squelching noise that makes your nose scrunch out of disgust, but has you inching closer to Steve out of intensifying fear.

“I think there’s something in there,” Robin pointed out.

The noise gets louder and now something slowly begins to bulge out of the gate—“What the hell is that?” You remark and hold onto Steve’s hand as the thing suddenly stops moving, leaving you in a tense silence until the moment the thing that lurked at the other side broke through since you all screamed out of surprise while you backed away at the same time.

Now, however, that bright red hue the gate provided was gone and a bright white light beamed down. Rather than waiting for something more to happen, you slowly began to approach it with your group and your hand clutching onto Steve’s arm.

You of course didn’t walk too close out of caution, but Steve did. Of course. “Wait,” you whisper to him as he begins to step away, making your hand begin to slide down his arm the further he gets. “Steve, just wait.”

Said man holds onto your hand once your hand slides down and pulls you with him towards the gate while the others slowly follow behind. And since Steve was the one ahead he’s the one that caught what was on the other side first.

“No way,” he voiced out the shock he now felt.

Once you made your way under the gate you were relieved to see Dustin, Max, Lucas and Erica just on the other side.

“Hi there,” Dustin greeted after his chuckle.

The fear you felt subsided and a relieved and happy smile decorates your features now at the sight of your friends.

“Hi,” you greet back with a small wave, just like the others did.

“Holy shit,” Robin muses. “This is trippy.”

“Tell me about it,” you say breathlessly while you slowly let go of Steve’s hand.

“Bada. Bada-Boom!” Dustin exclaimed.

Now that you were here, what followed was getting to the other side. It seemed like it would be difficult since the gate was tricky to get through since it was on the ceiling, yet it turned out you were wrong, or really, Dustin tried to contradict your doubt; he said he planned something, but he only vaguely shared it and just left you guys to watch glimpses of from the other side instead.

The only real hint you had was when Lucas and Max returned with a mattress to leave on the floor just under the gate.

“We’re going to have to jump on that dirty mattress aren't we?” You mumble to yourself.

“Those stains are, uh,” Eddie interjects before Steve could comment on your question. “I dunno what those stains are.”

You glance back at the mattress and scrunch your nose in disgust when you spot how big they actually are; and there's so many of them too.

Gross.

“Mmm,” Robin groans.

Since you’re left in anticipation you stay quiet and just grow impatient as you always do. You wait and wait and wait, until finally Dustin appears under the gate and gets on the mattress with a rope in his hand made out of tied up sheets.

“I’m not sure how these are going to work, but uh,” you can hear him say before he hurls the rope of sheets through the gate.

And instead of falling back after he lets it go, the rope stays hanging down and steady.

“What a fucking genius,” you say in awe.

“All right,” he directs at your group, “pull on it! See if it holds!”

You all share a quick look before Robin pulls on the rope to confirm its efficiency.

“Okay,” you say and look between your group. “Who wants the honors of going first?”

A silence passes where no one moves or says anything, looks are the only things that’s passed until Robin is the first one to step forward. “Guess I’m the guinea pig.”

You draw in a deep breath and offer her an assuring smile. “Be careful,” you breathe out before you begin to watch her pull herself up the rope.

She struggles at first, but when she successfully makes it through the other side she lets gravity pull her down to the mattress without a scratch on her.

“Good,” you whisper after you see her get pulled off the mattress, letting Eddie go next, and then leaving you with the same relief once you see him land successfully too. After that Nancy looked at you and Steve and pushed you to go next.

Yet you declined. “No, I’ll stay back with Steve, you go next. I’ll follow.”

Nancy doesn’t argue back and makes sure to share one last thing to Steve and you. “See you on the other side.”

“On the other side,” Steve responded and left you to wait for her to grab the rope to climb out.

However, instead of moving, Nancy suddenly went incredibly still, it almost looked like she even stopped breathing, you couldn’t understand why she stood so frozen until you saw her eyes roll back.

“Nancy!” You call out loudly and rush to her to grip onto her shoulders so you could shake her. “Nancy! Hey, hey!”

Steve falls by your side and tries to shake her too whilst he also tries to reach her with his voice too. “Stay with us. Nancy! Hey! Nancy, wake up!

“Nancy!” You cry with a crack in your voice “Nancy!” You look over at Steve with your eyes wide and gleaming with tears formed out of panic and more fear. “Steve, tell them to give us music! Do you know what she likes?!”

Steve parts his lips and gapes like a fish before he blurts. “I don’t know!“

“You dated her!” You snap.

Steve shrugs and spats. “A long time ago!”

You roll your eyes and just spat back. “Then just get whatever! Anything! Just get music!”

Quickly Steve steps back to yell out what you needed, only to see that some of the others were already trying to do just that.

“Nancy!” You keep trying to snap her out of the trance. “Come on! Please! Nancy!” You grab the sides of her head and continue to shake her. “Nancy!” You bellow. “Come on!”

“Whatever you guys are doing, hurry up!” Steve continued to yell out.

You swallow thickly and move your hands back to her shoulders before peering back at Steve. “Try, maybe you can—”

“Do what?!” Steve exclaimed, “sing her awake!”

You thought that maybe hearing his voice would help, but no he decided to have an attitude about it!

“Never mind,” you huff and look back at Nancy. This time though, you catch her gasp and see her eyes return to normal. “Nancy!”

Said girl begins to fall down and Steve secures his hands on her shoulders to go down with her.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” you assure while you fall by her side too. “It’s okay, you’re okay. We’re here. We’re right here.”

Steve and you give Nancy a moment to catch her breath before Steve continues to help her up the rope again. This time you catch your breath until you see her actually land on the mattress on the other side. “Oh, thank goodness,” you breathe out and finally take your turn. “See you,”

“On the other side,” Steve finished for you and then helped you up the rope so you could climb out.

Once you break through the gate, it feels like a pressure weighing you down, everything and everyone in the bright and vineless room was flipped upside down until you let go to fall on the mattress.

“Oh,” you breathe out. “I’m okay.” You glance up and see Dustin offer you his hand to pull you up so Steve could finally get out too.

“Thanks buddy,” you thank Dustin with a small smile once you have your feet on the floor.

Not long after, Steve fell on the mattress too and got rid of that single worry that knotted your stomach, because it would be impossible to rid you of all the worry that currently held you captive. At least seeing that you were all out of the Upside Down shifted some of that weight off your body. At least for a little while.

Morning came not so long after you made it out of the upside down, and while the sun slowly rolled out of its own slumber you took the chance to take a short nap on the couch. However, just like the last time you slept, your father didn’t return to your dreams, you hoped you’d feel a sort of happiness amongst all the chaos, but no, Hopper didn't visit this time.

Was that Vecna’s attempts at providing you with nightmares? Because it’s working.

At least you didn’t wake up alone today. Not like seeing everyone’s tired and haunted faces was a good thing to wake up to though. It was especially devastating when you saw how petrified Nancy continued to look, it’s why you saved her for last when you checked in on everyone.

“Hey,” you whisper and take a seat beside her.

Nancy slowly lifts her eyes and just offers you a feigned smile as a response.

“I’d ask how you’re holding up, but I know better than to ask that, so, here,” you say and offer a glass of water and a poptart. “Drink and eat. Gotta stay strong, right?”

Nancy looks over at everyone to check that they each have their own pop tart and drink in hand before she takes it from you to take a small bite, and a sip from her drink. At least it was something.

“Can I ask if you felt anything before? Symptoms?”

Nancy's chest rises and slowly falls back down before she answers. “No…I didn’t feel or see anything before. He just got me.”

You swallow thickly and loop your headphones string around your finger and hum as a response.

“Thank you,” Nancy said and pulled your drifting attention back to her. “For checking up on me, I mean since I know how you feel about me.”

You scoff and glance at Steve dusting the crumbs off his pants before looking back at Nancy and attempting to assure her. “Yeah, well, I was wrong. I’m sorry.” You smile softly. “I was insecure because of all the shit I’m dealing with so I’m sorry.”

Nancy mirrors that smile and then takes another bite of her poptart, letting you continue. “No one’s going to force you to say what you saw, so don’t worry about that. Just…take it one step at a time. Whenever you feel it’s right.”

There's a short silence that lets you shift back in your seat and space off on the ceiling to focus your worry on Eleven—she must be worried, you haven’t been able to call her. You wonder if she’s doing okay after the incident, you hope she knows that you aren’t ashamed of her, or angry.

There is times where you wish she was here, it’d make dealing with all this shit so much easier, but there's a majority of times where you’re actually glad that she’s home and currently out of contact, it did provide more trouble but at least she was safe. Even if she's in trouble herself, at least she’s not risking her life, she’s safe, that’s all you could ask for so you wouldn’t lose her too.

“Okay,” you hear Nancy mutter, causing you to break from your train of thought. “I’m ready to share what I heard, or what he showed me.” She pauses and breathes out shakily before she continues to say Vecna’s life story, how he came to be, how he was the one that murdered his family, how he got to be the first ever test subject for Hawkins lab.

Nancy told everyone what he had told her, how he met eleven and tried to persuade her to join him, how he was the one that killed all the other kids like Eleven. She said how Eleven was the one that casted him out to the Upside down. He then told her something else, something so tragic and horrifying that Nancy had to take a break to gather her thoughts before she could continue.

“He showed me,” she continues in a hoarse voice. “Things that haven’t happened yet. The most awful things. I saw a dark cloud spreading over Hawkins. Downtown on fire. Dead soldiers. And this…giant creature with…a gaping mouth. And this creature wasn’t alone.”

Your breath shutters and your stomach once again begins to knot together.

“There were so many monsters,” Nancy continued to tell. “An army. And they were coming into Hawkins. Into our neighborhoods. Our homes…”

You let out a deep sigh and hang your head low. You might not live here anymore, but this place was special, Steve lived here, Robin, Dustin, Max and all your other friends lived here too. Hawkins in ways was still your home too. It was scary to hear her words, it was hard to process every horrible word.

“…and then…he showed me my mom…and Holly. Mike. And they…they were all…” Nancy stops and her breath continues to tremble, she doesn’t cry from what you could tell, but you could hear the heartbreak in her voice.

“Okay, but,” Steve spoke up. “He’s just trying to scare you, Nancy. Right? I mean…I mean it’s not real.”

“Not yet,” Nancy retorted in a sad tone. “But there…there was something else. He showed me gates. Four gates. Spreading across Hawkins. And these gates, they looked like the one outside of Eddie’s trailer, but they didn’t stop growing. And this wasn’t the Upside down Hawkins. This was our Hawkins. Our home.”

You blink repeatedly in disbelief and rub your face before you drop your hands and look up with a gleam in your eyes.

“Four chimes,” Max interjected. “Vecna’s clock. It always chimes four times. Four exactly.”

“I heard them too,” Nancy mentioned.

“He’s been telling us his plan this whole time.”

“Four kills,” Lucas mutters after Max. “Four gates. End of the world.”

“If that���s true he’s only one kill away.” Dustin points out, making your breath hitch, making you feel a deafening silence surround you, and feel everyone’s stares pierce into your skin.

Maybe instead of losing Eleven and Steve, they’re going to lose you.

That knowledge slammed into you now more harder than ever before. It felt almost impossible before when there was more hope, but now, now that Nancy has shared this, now that you realize what’s to come, you break all over again; quietly this time.

“Oh Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.” Eddie panicked.

“Y/N,” Steve says. “Try ‘em again. Try ‘em again.”

You nod and walk over to the house to try and call home.

But of course the line fucking rang and no answer. It makes you slam the phone back on the wall.

“Anything?” Dustin queried.

You shake your head and huff. “No. It rang a few times, then went to busy signal. Again,” you grumble.

“Maybe you punched it in wrong.” Steve countered. “Try again.”

Your face twists and you shoot him a glare before you rebut his comment. “I think I’d know my own home number, Steve.”

Steve shrugs and argues back. “Well, I don’t know—”

“I think she knows how to use a phone,” Dustin adds to your defense.

“I’m just saying, she could’ve typed it in wrong.” Steve countered.

You roll your eyes and try calling again, but once again, nothing.

“Same shit,” you make it known before you return to your seat.

“How is that possible?” Lucas questioned, causing you to shrug and drop your head in your hands.

“I told you Joyce has this telemarketer job. She’s always on the phone. Mike won’t stop whining about it.”

“Okay, yeah,” Max adds her own thoughts. “But the phone’s been busy for, what, three days now?”

“Yes,” you mumble.

“It's not Joyce,” Max finishes. “No way. Somethings wrong.”

You pick up your head and nod in agreement even if you didn’t like to admit it. “She’s right, it can’t be just a coincidence. I mean,” your voice trembles. “I want it to be, but it can’t be.”

“Whatever’s happening in Lenora,” Nancy interjects, “is connected to all of this. I’m sure of it. But Vecna can’t hurt them. Not if he’s dead. We have to go back in there. Back to the Upside Down.”

Your eyebrows furrow together slowly and your eyes widen, whilst your lips part open in surprise to her sudden change in tone and demeanor.

“Whoa, whoa, no, no, no. What?” Steve protests.

“Nope,” Eddie also says whilst Steve stands up and walks over to Nancy to try and talk her out of it.

“Let’s think this through.”

“What is there to think through?” Nancy remarked.

“We barely made it out of there in one piece. And y/n—”

“Yeah, because we weren’t prepared,” Nancy cuts him off. “But this time, we will be. We’ll get weapons and protection. We’ll go through the gate, we’ll find his lair, and we’ll kill him.”

“Or he'll kill us,” Steve snapped back. “The only reason you survived is because he wanted you to.”

“What about y/n?!” Nancy threw out, making you want to add something, but Steve snapped right back.

“That’s not fair, and you know it!”

“You’re going to let him take her too!” Nancy argued. “If we don’t stop him he’ll kill her too! He’s her last target!”

A scowl grows on Steve’s face and he takes a threatening step towards Nancy to keep fighting. “Which is why I won’t put her at risk! We’ll find another way. He’s not scared of us.”

“And for good reason,” Robin stood up to also add in the conversation. “We were wrong about Vecna. Henry. One. Sorry, what are we calling him now?”

Everyone chimes in with their own thoughts that don’t agree on one name, leaving Robin to just ramble on. “Right. We’ve learned something new, about Vecna, slash Henry, slash one. He’s a number like Eleven, only a sick, evil child-murder Iike version of her with really bad skin. But my…my point is, he’s super powerful, he could turn us inside out with a snap of his fingers. It’s not a fair fight.”

“Then why fight fair?” Dustin suggests. “You’re right. He’s like Eleven. But that gives us an upper hand. We know Eleven’s strengths. And weaknesses.” He points out.

“Weaknesses?” Erica repeats sassily.

“When El remote-travels, she goes into this sort of trance-like state. I bet that’s true with Vecna.”

Slowly you shut your mouth and begin to narrow your eyes on him and then Lucas as he bounces in too. “That would explain what he was doing in that attic.“

“Exactly.” Dustin points at Lucas. “When he attacks his next victim, I’ll bet you he’s back in the attic, physical body defenseless.”

“Defenseless?” Steve remarks. “What about the army of bats?” He traces out the scar around his neck.

“True,” Dustin deadpanned. “We’ll have to find a way past them. Distract them somehow.”

Eddie leans forward from his seat to also throw in his own doubt. “And, uh, how do we do that, exactly?”

Dustin shakes his head. “No idea. But once they’re gone, he doesn’t stand a chance. It’ll be like slaying sleeping Dracula in his coffin.”

“That all sounds good in theory,” Robin comments, “but there is no pattern to Vecna’s killings. I mean, at least, not one that I can decipher. We don’t know when he’s going to attack next.”

“Yes we do,” you interject and stand up. “I’m down to my third day. He’s going to attack me next.”

“Y/N,” Steve protests softly. “No, whatever you’re planning, no.”

You look over at him and sigh. “We know who he is, how he got to where is, what kind of sister would I be if I didn’t risk myself to help my sister from this monster? Who would I be to let my home perish? If I let him come back for Max? I’ll be the bait. As far as we know he hasn’t hurt Eleven yet, I don’t want to make that a possibility. I agree with Nancy with this plan.”

“Y/N,” Steve calls again and walks over to you. “What kind of sister would you be if you’re gone? She needs you….” he pauses and leaves his lips parted and formed into the next word he’s going to say, he leaves you waiting to hear what he was going to say.

But alas he looked at everyone around him and lowered his gaze to keep those words trapped within him instead.

In any case Max did interrupt.

“We don’t have time to wait, we can use me. I’m still marked….”

Your breath gets trapped in your throat and your eyes pierce into her.

“…Cursed. I ditch Kate Bush. I draw his focus back to me.”

“Max,” Lucas tried to protest agasint her too. “You can’t. He’ll kill you.”

“I survived before,” Max argues in an attempt to assure him. “I can survive again. I just need to keep him busy long enough so that you guys can get into that attic. Then you can chop his head off. Stab him in heart. Blow him up with some explosives Dustin cooks up. I honestly, I don’t care how you put this asshole in his grave. Just…whatever It is…whatever you do….try not miss.”

A short sullen silence follows, but you can’t stand being quiet with what Max wants to do. “No. I will not let you risk your life. You’ve been through it once, you survived, you won’t go through it again. I won’t let you. I’ll just be the bait.”

Max scoffs and doesn’t hold back. “We can’t wait. We don’t know when Vecna might attack you. It could be in two days or now. We can’t put that at risk, at least with me we know he’ll attack again.”

You shake your head and continue. “No. No! Max you can’t—”

“I’m making my own choices, you can make sure to finish him off before he kills me or something, I don’t know. But Steve’s right, Eleven needs her sister, I’ll be the bait and that’s final.”

“But—”

Max quickly cuts you off more aggressively this time. “No. I told you it happens tonight. No buts. It’s my choice that I’ll live with, or else I’ll make sure to break your legs myself.”

You close your mouth and get stunned by her threat.

“Okay, well,” Steve groans. “Where did get these weapons? Our local armory?”

Eddie slowly stands up and shakes his head. “No,” he begins to share. “I know a place we can go. Red, give me the yellow pages.”

——

In theory going to some place called the War Zone should be a bad idea to buy weapons from. It’s just who in their right minds would sell a bunch of weapons to a group of minors and busted up looking adults.

And! Why would you risk yourselves going there when there's people after Eddie?!

It isn’t a good idea.

Yet here you were on your way there with a stolen RV. Yet another crime to add to Eddie’s list.

“Come on, come on,” you mumble impatiently while you search the cabinets for any kind of edible food. “There has to be some—ah,” you breathe out when you see a pack of closed crackers. “Here you go.” You take the pack and beam at the cracker when you take it out.

“I wouldn’t eat that,” Eddie butts in, making you jump slightly.

You close the cabinet and put the cracker in your mouth with a smug smile, causing him to prop a hand on the counter and begin to watch you as you chewed the food a lot longer than usual. “How is it?”

You swallow the dry cracker down your throat and nod slowly before you hoarsely answer. “Stale.” You clear your throat and turn to lean back on the counter and offer him one.

Eddie takes one regardless and then points at you to talk with his mouth full. “A little birdy told me you graduate this year. Says that he’s surprised considering you spend half of your time flirting with your boy toy. True?”

You nod and take a bite from another cracker. “Yeah. I do with a three point six and with honors, I heard you’re, uhm getting held back another year, true?” You tease him.

Eddie scoffs. “No, today is my year princess, my future currently looks bleak but,” he says with a smug pride. “I am going to walk on that stage and throw the bird…” he flips off the air. “…at everyone that doubted my efforts.”

You chuckle softly and throw in the other half of the cracker. “That’s how you do it exactly. It’s a nice plan. What’s your plan after highschool?” You smile. “You going to join a band of misfits and travel the world with your guitar?”

Eddie scoffs and smiles at the ground. “That doesn’t sound half bad actually. Just me and my guitar. What about you?”

You scoff and shrug. “I have a sister to take care of, but maybe I don’t know, maybe I’ll enter the police academy, or join the military like my dad and my mom, just to upstage all those men and show them who’s boss like my mom did. Or I’ll show my sister the world.” You smile at him and steal a glance at Steve driving. “Just me, my sister, and my man.”

Eddie nods along with the smile still decorating his face. “I see that. I actually see you bossing men around. I mean I’m kind of scared of you now.”

You snort and shake your head. “That’s stupid, I’m not mean. Is that what Dustin says about me?”

“No,” he shakes his head. “He says something about you being a badass. Like I mean, I swear that man looks up to Steve and you. I can’t say shit about either of you or he’ll jump in your defense.”

You exhale deeply as you feel your heart swell at his words. “Really?” You ask with a softer smile. “That’s nice.” You look up and grin slowly. “Or maybe we can join a band together.” You clap and jump away from the counter. “I can be your drummer! I know a cool stick trick and imagine all the money we’d get!”

Eddie squints his eyes and waits before shaking his head at you with his lips pressed together in a disapproving frown.

His reaction makes your face fall into an annoyed look. “Boo.” You snap at him and begin to walk back and throw him a thumbs down. “Boo. Your loss Munson. Boo.” You spin around and stomp back to the passenger seat to sink down in your seat with another cracker in your mouth.

Steve quickly notices your mood and after a few stolen glances comments on it. “You doing okay?”

“Eddie won’t let me join his band.” You grumble.

“His band?“ Steve repeats slowly. “Why would you want that?”

“I’m killer on the drums.” You smirk and place the crackers down. “I had a rock phase, I learned to play the drums, just a little,” you say and pinch your fingers together.

Steve nods and then looks at you for a while before he breaks into a laugh. “I'd like to see that actually. You playing the drums.”

You scoff and tilt your head to the side. “I wouldn’t want to blow you away, but if you insist, I’ll give you a private show.” You drag your feet up to the dash, but instantly get your feet swatted away—“Hey.”

“Off the dash, you animal.” Steve complains.

Slowly you drag your feet off the dash but rather than letting them fall to the floor you pull your feet up on the seat and pull them to your chest. From the corner of your eye you could tell Steve wanted to add something about it too but you interjected first. “How’s it handle, hmm?”

“Not half bad. Considering that this is a…house.”

You scoff and nod slowly whilst you sort of lose the amusement you initially returned to your seat with.

“Uh….remember when you asked me about how my future house would look like?” Steve brings up almost hesitantly, causing you to drift your eyes back to him to nod to let him answer. “Well…I actually have an answer,” he clears his throat. “It’s silly…but I…I’ve actually…uhm I always had this dream that I’d have this really…really big family. I’m talking, like, uh, a full brood of Harringtons. Like, five, six kids.”

A soft admiring smile slowly tugs on your lips and you part your lips to query with amusement. “Six? Six kids?”

“Yeah,” Steve nods. “Six little nuggets. Three girls, three boys.” He laughs and keeps his eyes on the road whilst you keep your eyes on him and actually feel an ache with how hard you’re smiling. “And…and every summer, I figured all of us Harringtons, we would pack into something like this and just see the country.” He glances over at you and you continue to smile; this time a bit softer. “You know, the Rockies, Grand Canyon, maybe Yellowstone. End up in some beachside town in California. Spend a week parked in the sand…..learn how to surf or something.”

You swallow thickly and answer in a soft voice. “That sounds nice. Very nice.”

Steve looks over at you to meet your gaze with this soft, heartwarming look to question your comment in this tender voice. “Yeah?”

You hold his gaze and nod to whisper back in the same tone. “Yeah.”

A longer silence follows, it’s full of tension, but not the bad kind, this tension is the kind that has your heart doing somersaults in the best way possible, it makes you smile at him sweetly and grow this need to just grab him and kiss him. That’s the type of tension this was. Even when you broke it, the tension was still there.

“I mean the six-kid part, wow,” you chuckle nervously and look at the road. “That sounds chaotic.”

“If only I had some practice,” Steve points back to the children you carried with you.

You chuckle and nod. “Yeah. Fair. That’s fair. But, I mean six little kids with your personality?” You suck in air through your teeth. “I feel sorry for you.”

Steve snaps his head towards you and quips. “What about you? With your stubbornness and anger issues. The kids will be scary.”

You scoff and point at your chest, whilst your heart races and butterflies flutter in your stomach. “I don’t have anger issues, ‘Kay? I grow impatient. That’s all.”

Steve huffs and keeps his eyes on the road. “Yeah, do you think patience comes when you become a parent?“

You roll your head his way and shrug. “I don’t know.”

“Guess,” he whispers. “We’ll have to wait and see, right?” He meets your gaze and waits again. Waits for your answer that carried a weight.

“Right,” you agree without hesitance.

Steve exhales deeply and smiles at the road before he softly adds, “I mean, we won’t be able to live in a sandcastle, but I think I can manage a blue roof.”

You roll your eyes and scoff before you assure him. “I’m sure Stevie, Jim, Luke, Sara, Rose, and Leia will help with the sandcastle, don’t you think so?”

Steve chuckles and nods along. “Yeah,” he agrees with a soft smile. “I’m sure they will. After you teach ‘em to surf.”

“Yeah, no, definetly, I mean,” you suck in air. “Imagine paying for surfing classes for six kids?” You shake your head and giggle. “That'd be a nightmare. It’s a good thing that you were a co-Captain in your swim team, ‘cause that saves us from swimming classes too.”

“Just no cliff diving,” he adds with a serious expression.

“Tsk,” you click your tongue out. “We’ll see.”

“And,” he begins to laugh. “Luke and Leia? Really?”

You shrug. “It’s cute. And imagine if they’re twins!” You exclaim happily, making him beam at you. “Ugh, that’d be so cute! We better have twins!” You drag your feet off the seat and lean towards him with a teasing smile on your face. “What about Tammy then? Tammy Kermie. Get it? Kermit?”

Steve scrunches his nose and shakes his head slowly. “No, god no. Luke and Leia, is fine, just no Stevie. We’ll work on that one.”

You lick your lips and nod as you sit back in your seat and grow a little more sad as someone comes to mind. “A big family is nice…I always wanted a big family…but well my mom never married after my dad, said men are all shit. And my dad, well after Sara he just lost himself.” You sigh and let your eyes flicker down. “A family in general sounds nice, a functional one. I mean, I know no one’s perfect but to end up like my parents, that’s my worst fear. They hated each other, they couldn’t stand being close to each other or actually stand hearing each other’s name. The only thing that they found common ground in was me…but even then they found a way to argue.” You exhale and feel your breath tremble.

“I wouldn't want that for my life, I want my kids to be disgusted by how much their parents love eachother,” you huff and feel his stare. “Sure there’s arguments, but I never want them to live what I did. Is that silly?”

Steve sighs and shakes his head before he answers seriously. “No, not at all, I mean, my mom doesn’t even trust my dad enough to let him go on business trips alone,” he scoffs. “Says he might cheat on her. So I understand having messed up parents. I want something good too, I want to bicker over stupid stuff like how you build a bookshelf or how I’m lost on our way to camp even if I say I’m not.” He holds your gaze and offers you a soft smile.

Perhaps the only thing that was silly was talking about your future when you still had a conversation pending and apologies to give him. But that’s it, you never actually thought of him as some short time thing. Your future may not be written on stone, but every time you thought of your future, Steve was there, from the moment you started dating, from the moment he didn’t give up because you had just lost your dad that same day he confessed his feelings to you.

You feared he’d leave you because you were grieving, but he never did, he was always there, he even spent nights with you because he said he didn’t want you to be alone. Even if you denied actually grieving at that time, having him check up on you, and even being so caring with Eleven was special. It let you know that you loved him right away, just days into dating.

“You know what I always wanted,” you bring up one last thing with a growing smile. “I always dreamed of having a relationship with my kids like the one I had with my own dad. Before he you know, he left me.” You breathe out deeply and feel tears instantly sting your eyes. “I mean, he was my best friend when I was a little kid, I loved my dad.” You laugh a breathless laugh and your smile begins to falter. “He always tried his best to raise me, from bedtime stories to playing with ugly dolls, to dressing up and tea parties, to forts and sandcastles, make believe, and cleaning my scrapes and helping when I was sick. I want that, I want to see that too with…well…with you.” You glance at him and catch him looking at you with this loving look that makes his brown doe eyes bright.

“I’m sure I can make that work,” he assures you. “As long as I have you with me.” His breath shutters but he makes sure to sound assuring and confident. “I’m going to save you from Vecna, okay? I won’t lose you.”

Your breath trembles and you nod with tears rolling down your cheeks. “Yeah, I know. Can we talk after we get out of the store? I just don’t want to have others listening in. Is that possible?”

Steve nods in agreement without hesitance. “We will for sure. After.”

You nod and wipe the tears off your cheeks, Steve then reaches out his hand and you’re quick to take it. The seats might be a bit far apart, but you manage to hook your fingers together.

“Why don’t you change the music,” Steve suggests when he looks back at the road. “That should cheer you up.”

You sniffle and pull your hand away from his to take your cassette out of your Walkman. “Cool mixtape,” you show off to him with a smirk.

“It is a cool mixtape,” he says proudly and watches you lean toward the stereo to insert your cassette and play the first song that you were going to listen to before you had to stop your Walkman, ‘Rubberband Man’—“oh!” You turn up the music and pull out your sunglasses to begin bopping your head along to the beat.

Once the singing starts you roll your head to the side to grab Steve’s hand and begin mouthing the words that played, and when the right words begin to play you point at him and then at you to mouth along to them, “you and me we’re goin’ out, catch the latest sounds.”

Steve watches you and shakes his head in disapproval, but before long he begins mouthing along to the words of the song too. It makes you laugh, and then you both begin moving your heads to the music.

Without knowing, Robin begins slowly moving her head to the music and whispering the words under her breath. Dustin smiles and begins moving his head and tapping his hand against the seat. A few seconds pass and Lucas and Max join in too, leaving Eddie to watch the interaction with a bit of interest, whilst Nancy watches in confusion.

“What’s going on?” Eddie mouthed to Nancy.

Nancy shrugs, “I don’t know,” but she can’t help but smile while Erica judges everyone from her seat.

*MOMENTS LATER*

No, yeah, you can’t say you’re relaxed and not checking your six every second that you’re in the store, but at least being here lets you get prepared and changed from the matching set Steve chose for you to wear….

Well that’s just an excuse to buy something cool to wear, even if it might be your last outfit ever, but hey, it’s battle appropriate at least.

“Black leather Jacket or black vest?” You talk to yourself and press each item against the green flight suit they surprisingly sold at the store. “Hmm…” you squint your eyes and keep pulling up each item, but you’re too indecisive so you leave the mirror and lift your head to search for Steve or Robin.

Luckily, you found the both of them just down the aisle. So with a bit more pep in your step you rush over to them with the question you had immediately getting thrown out of your mouth. “Hey, guys, which one, the leather jacket or the…”

From one moment to the next you cut yourself off when Robin suddenly turns around and storms off. When you look over at what she had been looking at previously, you just see a red head and some blond guy looking over at Steve and you from the other end.

“That’s Vickie,” Steve whispers before he turns on his heels to run after Robin. “Robin! Robin!”

You tilt your head down to take a look at her over your sunglasses and see that she’s as pretty as Robin said, she has this…dorky, but cute girly look about her. But she’s in a relationship.

Damn.

After one last look at her you push your sunglasses up and scoff before you turn on your heels and run after your friends, seeing them just two aisles down. “Robin, hey—”

“No, look it’s okay,” she cuts you off with a very fake smile. “I expected it already, so there's nothing to be upset about, okay?” She looks at Steve and you and runs her hands through her hair before widening that fake smile. “I’ll get over it.”

“But,” you interject and take off your sunglasses. “It’s okay, you liked her, it’s okay to be uspet.”

Robin focuses on you and draws in a deep breath and makes her smile genunine before she exhales and addresses your comment. “Yeah, I know. But regardless, even if I am, there's no time now, right? Let’s finish getting what we need and get out of here.” She offers Steve that same smile before she turns and walks away.

“Fuck,” you breathe out under your breath. “I feel bad.”

Steve turns and takes the cart from your hands to push it forward with a sigh meant at Robin's situation. “Yeah. Second time. Must be crushing.”

You throw the flightsuit inside and nod. “Yeah,” you agree. “what should we do?”

Steve shrugs. “Give her space for now.” He scratches the back of his neck and glances back. “We can try to cheer her up after all this shit.”

You hum in agreement but add, “I wish we could do something about it now. That must’ve been heartbreaking.”

“I do too, but I don’t think we can do much now, unfortunately.”

“You’re right,” you huff out and continue walking in a silence that doesn’t last long.

“What you got there?” Steve points to the items in your hands.

“Well,” you answer a bit enthusiastically. “This here is a thigh holster,” you show it off to him. “It can carry a gun and little knives.” You point to the knives you picked out and the gun they let you carry in the cart. “Like—-”

“The Kate Bush outfit,” Steve finishes for you and leans forward while he has his arm resting on the cart handle. “Yeah,” he adds with a smirk. “I get it. Too bad you can’t wear the outfit, I mean it’s battle appropriate…” he trails off and bounces his eyebrows, causing you to slowly knot your eyebrows together in concern.

“Uh,” you breathe out and close your mouth to shake your head.

“What?” He quips. “It is! It’s like…like a warrior outfit!”

“It’s a bikini babe.”

Steve scoffs and shrugs. “A sexy bikini. A sexy warrior bikini.”

You narrow your eyes and press your lips together to continue shaking your head.

“True, true, I mean then Dustin would get mad. He’d be like what are you wearing? You loon.”

You snort and chuckle. “Yeah. He’d get mad. I mean,” you laugh and nudge his shoulder. “I can't even wear a skirt.”

Steve chuckles and his eyes widen. “You sure you can even be with me? What will he say?”

You cover your mouth and laugh louder. “What a dad.”

“Here I thought I was the daddy.”

You stop laughing and look over at Steve to look at him seriously. That reaction gets you an immediate confused reaction before you burst out laughing again.

“You’re unbelievable.” He grumbles.

You gasp for air and throw the jacket and the vest inside the cart before you wrap your arm around his bicep and beam at him. “You’re still my daddy,” you say through stifled laughter.

Steve leans towards you and smirks while he whispers, “yeah?”

Before you could respond, suddenly someone gags behind you. When you look back you see Erica with her own stuff, and a disgusted face expression. “I will pretend I didn't hear that. For my sake. We got to go. Now! Jason and his friends are here, he was talking with Nancy, so let’s go!”

Steve and you share a look before you begin to rush down the aisle and wave Robin and Max over so you could pay what you had, whilst you held your breaths and kept looking back to see if Jason, or any of his goons were looking at you or following you.

After the cashier finally checked everything out, Steve basically threw out his money and let them keep the change so you could all rush out of the store with Nancy making sure to follow after she paid her stuff.

The exact moment you were all out the front doors you all broke into a sprint towards the RV—“What happened?” Lucas immediately asked once Steve rushed inside.

“We gotta go,” Steve threw out and returned to the driver seat.

“Your old friends are here,” Erica shared with the group after she got in too.

“Shit!” Lucas breathed out and then instantly got cut off by Dustin screaming.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!”

You shut the door behind you and rush over to basically throw yourself in your seat.

“I’m going! I’m going! Sit down!” Steve yelled back and then started the car to step on the gas the furthest it could go to drive out of the parking lot as fast he could, only adding more stress to your already stressed out mind.

They’re lucky that you’re over your fear of cars.

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“Vest and jacket,” you mumble under your breath and step back to pin the rainbow pin over your jacket. “Nice.” You smile at yourself before you spin on your heels and hop out of the RV.

“…it just doesn’t make sense.”

“What doesn’t make sense?” You probe Steve and join him and Robin pouring gas into empty glass bottles.

Steve glances at you and then at Robin to answer. “That was Dan Shelter. He graduated, like, two years ago.”

“So?” Robin questions.

“So,” Steve explains. “He’s in college. Which means he was visiting on spring break. Fast Times was returned, like, I don’t know, a week ago? Right?”

You cross your arms over your chest and spare a glance at Robin and notice her slightly bothered face expression.

“Unless,” Steve continues. “She’s got some hot dog brother we don’t know about. Which is possible. Or she’s just really into Judge Reinhold?”

“Steve,” Robin interjects.

You shake your head and chime in, “nah.”

Said man looks over at Robin and questions her. “What?”

“I don’t care.”

You sigh and share a glance with Steve before you both return your gaze to Robin as she continues. “I don’t understand why you guys do either with everything that’s going on. Honestly, this feels like a perfect time for that little pull of the rug because…in the face of the world ending, the stakes of my love life feel spectacularly low.”

Steve sighs. “I mean possibly, but I don’t think you should let that bring you down. We might still make it out right? I still have hope.” Steve hands Robin the bottle and she takes it to put it down and continue.

“Not everything has a happy ending.”

You sigh and look at the ground beneath your boots while Robin keeps talking.

“I just, I have this terrible, gnawing feeling that…” Robin pauses and stops pouring the gas to look up Steve and you. “It might not work out for us this time.”

“You think we shouldn’t be doing this?” Steve asks, whilst you swallowed thickly and felt your stomach twist.

“I think we’re mad fools, the lot of us, but…” she pauses and sighs while she looks up at the group ahead of you doing their own thing to get battle ready. “…if we don’t stop him, who will? We have to try, right?”

You look up at the same time Steve looks at Robin too—“yeah,” Steve agrees before he lifts the glass and does a toast. “To killing Vecna.”

Robin grabs a bottle and push it towards Steve’s to add, “Slash Henry.”

You huff and drop your hands to pick up the third bottle and push it towards them to add the final name. “Slash One.”

After that you guys clink the glasses together with faint smiles on your faces.

“So, dear y/n, what are you wearing there?” Robin brings up while you put the bottles down.

You push back your jacket to smile at your outfit. “Battle outfit, you see flight suit,” you point at the green flight suit you showed off as you slide the jacket off your shoulders. “Black vest,” you point with a smile. “And it has, like, a lot of pockets, like here,” you point with a giddy smile. “Knife? No, stale cracker. Snack pocket.” You say and pull out said object to take a bite and continue showing off your cool outfit. “In case I get hungry, or one of the kids, or Steve needs it.”

Robin and Steve share an amused look before she props her elbow on her knee to rest her chin and smile at you.

“It’s a bit tight, but that’s how it goes. And, and,” you shift your feet to slide a leg forward and point at the holster you had on both legs. “This holds a gun and little knives, like the Kate Bush outfit!” You grin and raise your eyebrows. “And finally,” you say and pull your jacket back on. “My jacket, look,” you look down and point at your pin. “The pin.” You look up at the pair and beam at them. “Like it?”

Robin licks her lips and nods while she holds back a giggle, making Steve smirk and nod to actually add his thoughts. “I like it, I mean the flight suit accentuates your butt, like the bottom half makes you look good.”

You tilt your head and narrow your eyes on him to keep smiling.

“I think you look badass.”

“Don’t I? Like I feel like, a, I don’t know, like, some cool black ops soldier or, I don’t know, someone cool.”

“You guys also have matching jackets, you notice that?” Robin points out. “Is that like a new thing you guys are doing before we all die.”

Your smile falls and your lips part as your jaw drops slightly in shock to her negativity.

“It was unintentionally done,” Steve clarifies. “And we’re matching, so what? I think we look cool.”

You sigh and step towards him to rest your hand on his shoulder and nod along. “I agree, besides Steve, I think that jacket makes you look like Tom Cruise from Top Gun.”

Steve looks up at you and grins smugly. “A man in uniform,” he nods. “I picked it out just for you. Like it?”

You smile at him all shyly as if you were a little girl with a school crush, and nod. “I love it.”

Steve scoffs lightheartedly and grabs your chin to pull you towards him, causing you to giggle and have to hold onto both of his shoulders so you wouldn’t fall on him.

“I love you.”

Your smile widens and you part your lips to say it back this time since he was still here. It’s been hours since he got hurt and you patched him up and he’s still here. “I—”

However, you end up cutting yourself off when you catch a flash go off at your side. It makes Steve and you pull away to look over at Robin since that’s where it came from. And that’s when you notice she's lowering some busted up looking camera to take out the polaroid.

“Where did you get that from?” You ask, ending up pulling her attention away from the developing picture.

“Inside, when I was snooping.” She smirks. “So I take it you guys made up already? Just ‘cause my love life is doomed doesn’t mean yours has to.”

Steve scoffs and stands up. “It’s not,” he assures her and takes your hand. “And we're halfway there actually.” He begins to walk away with you and snatches the picture from Robin's hand. “I’ll take that.”

As you’re walking away from Robin you look back at her and catch her already watching you guys leave, so you throw her a small smile that she hits back with a wink.

Once you’re far from the RV and from all the others, you grow serious and only slightly tense, the moment Steve stops walking ahead, you avert your gaze and begin gnawing on your cheek.

Apologies never came easy, you don’t know why, but they’re just hard. They shouldn’t be, this one shouldn’t be, but you couldn’t help but feel like you couldn’t speak. And this time Steve didn’t talk first to help you, he waited for you.

You probably look like you’re dreading this talk. Which is not true, but it just doesn’t come easy.

Good thing Miss Vasquez wasn’t here now, she’d probably take a damn note. She’d probably be proud though, “it’s a step towards the right direction, y/n,”, she’d say. “I’m proud of you.”.

Fuck, why is this so hard?!

You wipe your nose and slowly lift your eyes to see Steve with his hands on hips and his eyes on you.

Fuck…

“I’m sorry,” you blurt out and sigh, but feel a thicker ball of emotions stuck in your throat. “I’m sorry for acting the way I did. I’m sorry for not considering how you would feel. I’m sorry for pretending I was strong when I…I wasn’t,” you breath shutters and you have to look down briefly to keep from crying. “I wanted to be, I wanted to be strong, but throughout pretending I didn’t realize how much that affected you too. You didn’t deserve to be shut out because I was prideful, because I was scared I'd hurt you…like I thought I hurt Sara and my dad.”

Steve’s hands slide off his hips and he looks at you slightly confused. “What do you mean by that?”

Tears stream down your face and your voice trembles just like your exhale. “Before Sara died I told her I loved her, that’s the last thing I ever told her. One of the last things I told my dad was that I loved him, I thought that if I said that to you I’d lose you too.” You shrug and chuckle. “It’s stupid, I know, it sounds stupid, but I was hurting, even if I didn’t want to admit it to myself, and I thought I’d curse you if I said it. It’s not because I want to be someone else, or ‘cause I’m just wasting your time, it’s not, I was just…I was just stuck in my head. I’m sorry. Steve, I’m sorry.”

You exhale and finally feel that ball of emotions out of your throat, you felt your shoulders and chest light now too.

“Oh, baby,” Steve whispers and closes the gap between you with a heartwarming embrace. “I’m here. I’m right here.”

You sob and tighten your hold around him before you nod and whisper. “I know. I know.”

Steve pulls away to cup your face and smile softly at you as he began to reassure you. “It may sound stupid, but it’s not, I mean, you thought that because you lost your dad, you thought it was a coincidence but you were just hurting and couldn’t find a way to, well, I guess express it. But it’s not stupid. Why didn’t you just tell me?”

You shrug and whisper. “I was scared you’d judge me, I was full of pride and didn’t want you to look at me the way everyone else did, like they’re the ones who killed my dad. I just, I was scared you’d leave me because I was grieving. I mean we got together that day, so I was scared you’d like, know how I feel and run away. So it was easier keeping that from you.” You meet his gaze and breathe out. “It’s stupid, I know.”

Steve scoffs and a faint smile grows on his face as he nods. “It is stupid because I would never do that. If I wanted to run away I would’ve before actually, like, that time the Chief went out to clean his shotgun in the living room when we were watching that movie with Eleven. I mean I almost died that night. He was scary.”

You snort and laugh. “Yeah, no, that was, he was out of line for that.”

Steve shrugs and whispers back. “I wouldnt have run away, and we’re partners, I wouldn’t have judged you, maybe look at you guilty, but that’s only because I care, because it hurts seeing you sad, because I know that there's nothing I can do to stop you from missing your dad. But I would have been there for you. Like, you’d do for me, right?”

You nod. “Yes.”

“See?” He shrugs.

You draw in a deep breath and exhale to continue with your apology. “I’m also sorry I was being jealous, you had history with Nancy, I can’t take that way. And well, I was also scared you’d replace me. I know it’s not true from what you told me outside of her house, and well because since then I have talked to her, and I have had talks with other people, and I had this self-discovery moment, so yes, I’m okay now.”

Steve smiles in amusement but sighs. “I’m sorry that I got jealous too. I’m sorry I said all that stuff to you, I was upset you wouldn’t talk, I thought that you didn’t care for me so, I just got angry, I’m sorry.”

“All forgiven,” you assure him and cup his hands to smile at him.

“I forgive you too,” he says. “Now we know that we should talk, like, partners.”

“Yeah,” you scoff. “Yeah,” you pause and your smile widens, and your voice turns softer. “I love you Steve Harrington, I have loved you since the moment we fought demo-dogs together. After everytime you laugh at my stupid jokes, when you tolerate every cheesy romantic movie with me. I love you everytime you join my embarrassing jam session, when you listen to endless talks about stupid girl stuff. I loved you everyday you were with me after Hopper died. I love you every time you’re sweet to my sister and all the other kids, everytime you tolerate me when I’m upset.” You cry and smile as he grins at you. “I'm in love with you Steve, you are a half of my soul, I’m happy I got to meet you. I love you.”

Steve presses his forehead against yours and just smiles, but shows off such a sweet and happy smile that just makes your heart burst, and regret not having the balls to tell him before. Hearing your words makes him so happy, it makes his eyes brighter, it actually turns that soft loving look much softer and sweeter.

You could keep giving off descriptions, but he then pulled you in for a deep passionate kiss. He was so tender and sweet even if you know he had been longing for one for a while. He took your lips with his, and made your heart pound, and that fluttering in your stomach intensify. It felt like it was just you and him, and for that moment while he kissed you none of that Vecna shit existed. It was just you and him and passion, burning passion that made you slide your hands to the side of his head to dig your fingers in his hair and moan in the kiss.

Steve pulled you closer and pulled away to smirk before he pulled you once again and caught your breath. This time you felt weak, if it wasn’t for him grabbing you by your cheeks you would've fallen. This wave of warmth washed over you and burned your body. Kissing him was addicting.

But, yet, unfortunately you had to pull away.

“I love you,” he whispered a bit smugly since he heard how he made you feel. “I’m in love with you, I mean, I fucking love you. It’s been you all along, I never thought it was possible to love someone so much. You, y/n, are the best thing that has happened to me. I’m glad you came into my life. I want a future with you, I mean, all I see when I think about my future is you. If you don’t want the six nuggets that’s fine, I just want to be with you.”

You laugh softly and assure him. “I want the six nuggets. I do. With you. I want a life with you.”

Steve grins and nods. “You’re my girl,” he tells you. “My favorite girl. We’ve been through hell together, we will stick together, I mean…” he clears his throat and then continues, “…you’re just to be good to be true, can’t take my eyes off you, you’d be like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much.”

Your eyebrows slightly furrow and you leave your lips parted in amusement and confusion, but that’s when you recognize what he’s quoting, “Can’t Take My Eyes Off You,” by Frankie Valli. The song you showed him that day on the bus when you were waiting for Dart to take the bait

“…At long last love has arrived, and I thank god I’m alive…”

You laugh but cry at the same time. That reaction makes him shush you though, “I’m not done,” he quickly interjected. “The best part is coming.” He then continues while he keeps holding your gaze with the same loving look.

“You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off you. Pardon the way that I stare, there’s nothing else to compare, the sight of you leaves me weak…” he begins to mumble and hum before he continues when he gets to a certain part of the song. “I love you baby! And if it’s quite alright I need you, baby….”

You grin at him before you continue to giggle, this time he finally reacts by rolling his eyes and pushing you back.

“Oh come on, Steve, it's cute! It was cute!” You chase after him and turn him around to cup his face and coo at him. “I loved it. I loved your singing.”

Steve grabs your wrist and can’t help his smile, and can’t help but getting smug. “I can continue, y’know, just for you.”

You scoff. “Really?” You begin mumbling to mock how he did, causing him to pull away again to shake his head at you. This time you pull him back and begin pressing kisses on his lips. “I love you.”

Steve tilts his head and shoots you a charming half grin. “I love you too,” he says right back and leans in to press one last kiss on your lips before you had to return to your group. However, the moment he parted his lips, he began clearing his throat and stumbling back.

At first you’re a bit confused since it out of nowhere, but once he begins coughing out blood your heart drops—“Steve,” you call with a crack in your voice. “Steve, what’s wrong?” You walk over to him and he begins to cough out black blood. “Steve?”

Said man looks up at you and wants to talk but he then stumbles and loses his balance. Of course you fall by his side and grab his face before you catch the blood that leaked through his clothes.

“Oh my god,” you whisper and pull your hands down to pull his shirt over his wound, immediately noticing that the bandage was covered in thick black blood.

“I’ll be okay,” he assured you hoarsely. “I will.”

It can’t be happening again. He was okay, he was okay.

“You need the hospital,” you stammer. “You need—Robin! Dustin!” You lift your eyes and begin adding pressure to his wound. “You’ll be fine, just don’t close your eyes okay, my love? Just keep talking. Robin!”

Steve nods but frowns when he sees the tears begin rolling out. “Come on, don't cry.”

You offer him the best smile you can muster before looking back to see if any of your friends were coming. When you didn’t see any of them you called again, this time with more desperation in your voice. “Robin! Dustin! Please come! Nancy! Eddie! Please help me.” You sniffle and look back at Steve. “We’re going to get you help, okay? I just can’t carry you by myself.”

“They’ll come. They will.” He muttered and took your hand to give it a squeeze. “Just keep…Keep calm.” His breaths begin to turn shallow and he keeps blinking as if fighting sleep.

“Steve,” you cry. “Don’t. Stay. Please don’t leave me. Please don’t you dare leave me too.” You look back and call again. “Robin! Eddie!”

But no one came.

“Nancy! Please! I need help! Please.” You look back at Steve and notice that his eyes are unmoving, frozen on you, when you look at his chest you don’t see that it’s moving up and down anymore, it’s still, frighteningly so. “Steve,” you call and move your hands to cup his cheeks with your blood covered hands. “Hey, baby, come on. Hey, please, don’t do this to me, please…” you pause and drop your head on his chest. “Steve?”

The air lays still, the song of the roaming birds goes silent, and in your ears you feel your own heart break, you feel every painful tear, and see every color drown out of the earth and everything that surrounds you. And then there it was, the sound of four chimes broke through the silence, making you freeze and snap your eyes open.

It’s just a mind game you need to remind yourself. It’s just a mind game.

“Y/N,” you hear a deep husky and bone chilling voice call out to you from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. “Do you see what you did? You cursed Steve the same way you cursed Sara and your dad. You see.”

You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut to begin murmuring to yourself that this was just in your mind, you could snap out of it. It was all fake.

“Open your eyes,” he sneers right by your ear, causing you to stiffen and cover your ears with your hands. “Y/N, you can’t hide from me. Open your eyes!”

“Shut the hell up!” You snap back as you keep yourself balled up. “My friends will save me, I’ll get out.”

A moment of silence follows, but now you felt a cold chill, and you could hear the sound of your pounding heart hammering agasint your chest. You could actually feel every muscle clenching around your bones. He felt near, but far at the same time.

“Y/N,” his voice broke through the deafening silence. “You wanted to see him didn't you? One last time? Your father.”

You shake your head and keep your eyes closed. “No, it’s fake. This is all in my head.”

“If it was fake would he be here? Would you witness his last moments before his dying breath?” Vecna continued to try and persuade you. “All you have to do is open your eyes and I’ll show you. Open your eyes y/n. Open them!” He screamed right in your ear, making you jump and scream.

This time instead of waiting, suddenly your eyes are forced open and you’re yanked to your feet. Now instead of seeing the sky and Steve, you see flashing red lights, metal pathways, walls, burnt bodies and that machine that you saw in the Russian hideout.

You were in the base now. In front of where the gate once was.

But it’s fake, it’s all in your head, he can’t trick you. You can’t let him get to you.

“Just stay away! Stay away!”

“Look at him,” Vecna continued. “Look down at your father, y/n. Look at what you did!”

You keep your eyes off the ground and begin to back up slowly before you spin on your heels and break into a sprint to run out of the room. You push past doors and more doors, you turn halls until you reach the hall that leads to the elevator.

“Where are you going, y/n? There’s nowhere to run to.”

You quicken your pace down the long hall and ignore him.

Nevertheless, out of sudden you feel something wrap around your ankle and pull you down to hit your chin against the floor and pull you back. You try to squirm, and then you turn back to get the tentacle off, you try to punch it, before you think of the knife you had in your holster and pull that out to stab it.

Luckily, after you jabbed it, the tentacle pulled itself off your ankle, letting you push yourself to your feet to continue running. Now though, when you run, you’re suddenly snapped back to the previous room; there’s red flashing lights and smoke coming out of the machine.

“Look at him,” Vecna kept insisting.

“Go to hell,” you sneer.

Without having to tell you again, your head is forced down and the first thing you catch is Hopper; his chest still moved slowly, but his clothes, the one that reminded you of Miami Vice, was half burnt, along with half of his body, his face, his skin.

It can’t be true. It’s not.

“Stop,” you begin to plead. “Please stop.”

“This is what you did,” Vecna said in a low voice. “Because you couldn’t leave him alone. Because you went back to his life, he was better off without you.” He gets close and now you see his slimy and horrifying face from the corner of your eye. “You’re the curse. You’re a plague. He already had a daughter, he didn’t even think of you until you forced yourself there.”

Your lip begins to quiver but you keep trying to reject him.

“My dad loved me,” you whisper in a quivering voice. “He loved me.”

“Empty words. He didn’t want you. No one does. That’s why even Steve wants to replace you…he has replaced you.”

“Quiet,” you hiss and keep your eyes locked on Hopper.

“Will you curse Eleven the same way you cursed Hopper?”

You shake your head and yell out as you break down, “I’m not the curse. I’m not! I’m not! I’m not!” You fall to your knees and hold your head in your hands.

“Is that what your fathers dead body says?” He kept antagonizing you. “Look at him as he takes his last breath. That was you. Your fault.”

Warm tears stream down the curve of your cheeks and leave you unable to see.

“You left Eleven without a father.”

“No,” you sob. “No. Quiet.”

“You left her weak,” he snapped, “vulnerable. What will you do? She was better without you. She needs her father.”

Slowly you lift your head out off hands and crawl towards your father to touch his chest to check if it would move. When it didn’t you slowly slid your hand up his burnt skin to cup his cheeks and slowly press your forehead against his.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you cry against his cold body. “I’m so sorry.”

You shut your eyes and begin caressing his cheek before you move your hands to lift the upper half of his body so you could hug him against you. “I’m sorry,” you cry against his cold shoulder. “It was my fault, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Vecna breaks his silence. “I’ll end your suffering.”

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A/N- I hope Steve and y/n have their twins, imagine they do and one of them suffer the same fate as Padme 😗

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y’all i’m going to try my best to write a part 2 for favorite crime but i only ever meant it to be an angsty one parter so i’m sorry if it doesn’t live up to expectations LOL

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can i request headcannons of eddie x gn!reader, where reader is his number one buyer, like most loyal/consistent costumer (to the point he gets worried) but he ends up falling inlove with them (and reader is kinda an asshole to him but theyre inlove with him too)

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pairing: eddie munson x gn!reader

a/n: oohhh i’ve never done headcannons before so i’m so sorry if this sucks lol. also i put pet cus i didn’t want to put a random parent or sibling idk it just didn’t feel right lol. this was fun tho!

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you started buying from eddie after your pet died, you loved that little creature with everything and the grief was too much

you needed a distraction

so you approached eddie one day after a hellfire meeting

he was quite confused because you had never talked to him before

the first thing he noticed was that you were nervous

your arms wrapped around your body, picking at your nails

“uh hi?” he questions you

“i need a hit” you basically yell out

and then a couple days later you meet in the woods at a picnic table

eddie looks at you concerned the whole time but decides not to question it

from then on you become a regular for eddie

you moved past your grief (did you though?), now you just do it for fun

some may say you might be addicted

especially eddie

you were his number one buyer now

and as much as he loved the business he couldn’t help but grow concerned for your well being

and everytime he would ask if you were okay you’d get defensive

“what’s it matter to you, munson?”

paired with “fuck off and mind your own business”

and yes you did feel guilty after the fact but you didn’t need anyones help

especially your dealers help

all you needed from him were drugs

and yet you found yourself time and time again in his uncles trailer

the two of you would just smoke together in silence a lot

and when you would talk it would be casual talk

nothing deep, just light

and eddie found himself falling for you

everytime you would laugh at one of his jokes or even smile at him

and even when you were being an asshole towards him

he was falling more and more everyday

he would never dare tell you in fear of rejection

little did he know you were falling for him too

you deflected your feelings by being mean to him

you wanted to tell him all your troubles but as soon as you opened up, you’d be forced to admit those feelings to yourself

so here you are sitting on the couch in his trailer, passing a blunt between the two of you

neither of you says anything

a comfortable silence fills the air

until eddie breaks it

“y/n”

“yea?”

“why did you start smoking?”

you sigh and close your eyes

“why the hell does it matter?”

there it is, the defensiveness

it’s his turn to sign

“i was just wondering, god, why do you always do that?”

he’s never gotten angry with you when you were being defensive but he was becoming tired of you being an ass to him when he was only trying to help

“what?”

“why do you always get defensive and become an ass when i try to ask you anything personal? do you not trust me?”

you can see the sadness in his eyes

“i do trust you eddie”

there you go again with the defensive tone

he groans

“then why do we never talk about our lives?”

“we talk about our lives”

defensive once again

“i don’t mean talking about our days, i mean talking about our lives. we never talk about anything outside of school and drugs”

“that’s not true”

“yes y/n, it is and i’m sick of it”

he’s annoyed now

“you’ve become my number one buyer, in a matter of a couple months, that’s not healthy. and everytime i try to ask if you’re okay you get defensive and become an ass. and i get not wanting to talk about certain aspects of your personal life, but i just want you to know that i’m here. that i care for you.”

you’re too stunned to speak

“and maybe you don’t like me, but i’m willing to bet that you do. you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t enjoy my company. you need someone to be there for you, to listen to you. so let me be that person.”

“eddie i-“ you sigh

he cuts you off

“why did you start smoking?”

oh god here we go, you think to yourself

time to cry in front of eddie freaking munson, the boy you’ve fallen for

you take a deep breath

“my pet died. it was my first pet. we had it since i was born. i’ve never lived life without it. and the grief was becoming sickening.”

you start to tear up as eddies eyes soften at your words

“i needed a distraction. so i came to you. i needed something to change. and it did. and i convinced myself that the drugs were stopping the grief. but they weren’t.”

eddie looks at you confused, wondering why you kept taking them then

“you are,” you confess, “everytime i’m with you it’s like time stops, i can’t focus on anything but you.”

he’s shocked at your words

“i’m not addicted to drugs, eddie, i’m addicted to you”

you look up at him and see the blank look on his face. you’ve freaked him out, you think to yourself

“i- im just gonna go”

you stand up to head towards the door

but as you go to turn around, eddie grabs your wrist pulling you toward him

then, he smashes his lips against yours

you kiss him back, quick and needy

you pull apart for air

“i think it’s safe to assume i feel the same” he says

you smile at him and wrap your arms around him in a hug

he pulls you over to the couch and you guys sit down

and then for the rest of the night until early morning, you talk about your lives.

#stranger things #eddie stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x y/n #eddie munson is hot #joseph quinn x reader #eddie munson x y/n #joseph quinn #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson headcanons

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EVERYBODY WAKE UP @damn-stark POSTED A NEW CHAPTER OF STRANGE!!!!

i haven’t even read it yet bc i have company over but i am so excited and just know it’s gonna be amazing 🤩

#stranger things #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x reader #i am obsessed with this fic #i literally will not breathe until i read it #i am scared

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literally duffer brothers… FUCK. OFF.

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turning page

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

summary: you find what you’ve been looking for

warnings: honestly just straight (actually very not straight) fluff

a/n: robin has my heart, if she dies, i die. this is based off of turning page by sleeping at last lol

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robin buckley had your heart the moment you saw her in scoops ahoy.

you were friends with steve and dustin since you were dustin’s babysitter before steve took that title. so you were there for the whole upside down and demo-dogs thing.

so after dustin got home from camp, he demanded you take him to scoops ahoy.

of course you agreed. you just couldn’t seem to say no to the little shit.

so dustin storms through the mall with you trailing behind him.

once you catch up to him, you see a very pretty girl looking at him unamused behind the counter.

“is he here?!” dustin asks excitedly.

“is who here?” the pretty girl asks him. you can’t help but stare at her in her cute little sailor outfit.

“henderson!” steve bursts out through the back door.

they then proceed to do their whole handshake but you’re too intrigued by the girl.

you walk up to her, extending your hand you introduce yourself, “y/n, this little shits babysitter. well when steve’s not available.”

“i’m robin,” she smiles oh so sweetly at you taking your hand.

then dustin grabs you and steve and takes you to a booth where he loudly tells you about the secret russian code he intercepted after he failed miserably to whisper it.

you laugh at him as steve shushes him.

then dustin goes on about how you’ll be american heroes.

so that’s how you found yourself in the back of scoops ahoy trying to translate russian.

you can’t help but think of robin and her perfectly cute face. you had never come out to anyone. you knew it was frowned upon to be a woman that loves other women. so, you stayed silent.

you had zoned out but are brought back by robins voice, saying something random in pig latin. you furrow your brows as steve and dustin freak out excitedly.

“that was pig latin, idiots,” you say.

robin smiles at you, “she’s my favorite,” she says and winks at you.

this causes you to blush and smile back.

“i don’t even want any credit, i’m just bored,” she says.

so dustin agrees and steve goes to scoop ice cream leaving the three of you.

after a little bit you open the window, “hey hair,” you say using the nickname you know he hates, “we got our first sentence.”

“oh shit really? also, i told you to stop calling me that y/n/n,” he rolls his eyes.

“never,” you say.

robin pops up next to you, “the week is long,” she says in a russian accent, making you giggle.

“oh that’s- that’s great,” he says disappointed, “i see you two are getting along.”

“yea, may have to trade her for you, dingus,” robin says nudging your arm.

you blush and turn around to go back to the table.

after a few hours, you’ve cracked it. robin recites it to steve as the five of you walk out of the mall.

you see steve start to trail off, “hair?” you question him.

“quarters, i need quarters!” he shouts.

“i think you’re a little big for that dingus,” robin teases him making you laugh.

but as the music starts to play and dustin pulls out the radio and the same exact music is playing, you know your in deep shit.

and that’s how you ended up here in an underground russian base strapped to a chair with robin.

steve, erica, and dustin had gotten out and you were praying they would either save you themselves or bring the cavalry.

you had taken a pretty good beating and had passed out.

you start to wake up and hear robins voice, “help, help!”

“hey, would you stop yelling?” you plead.

“y/n, y/n oh my god, hey, are you okay” she questions you.

“we’ll my ears are ringing and my head is pounding,” you say, “and i can’t really breath but apart from that yea, i’m doing pretty okay,” she sighs in some relief, just glad you’re alive.

“we’ll the good news is they’re calling you a doctor,” she explains.

“is this his place of work? i love the vibe,” you say causing robin to giggle.

“yea tell me about. okay so do you see that table over there to your right?” she asks and you hum in response.

“and you see those scissors,” she asks.

“uh-huh,” you say.

“yea, well, i think that if we move at the same time we could get over there, and then maybe i could kick the table and knock them into your lap,” she explains.

“and i can cut the binds,” you confirm.

“yea, yea, and then we can get out of here,” she confirms back.

“gotcha, okay, those morons left scissors in here, really?” you qusstion.

“yea morons,” she laughs.

“total morons,” you say.

as you start counting down and hopping you miss one sending both of your chairs flying over.

you start hearing robin cry.

“hey hey it’s okay, we’re okay,” you say.

and then you realize she’s laughing.

“are you laughing?!” you ask.

“yea,” she says through her laughter.

“jesus,” you say.

“i’m sorry,” she exclaims, “i just can’t believe that i’m gonna die in a secret russian base with a pretty girl i met yesterday, it’s just too trippy man.”

you ignore her calling you pretty, “we’re not gonna die robin, we’re gonna get out, just let me think for a second.”

she starts telling some random story about mrs. clicks class and steve and tammy thompson and you’re just quite confused.

did she have a crush on steve?

suddenly the door buzzed and a russian guard walks in.

he laughs, “where were you two going?”

they pick the two of you up into an upright position.

“try telling the truth this time,” the guard says up in your face, “it will make your visit with Dr. zharkov less painful.”

he touches the cut on your face and you since, he nods at the doctor. he comes over with a large needle.

“wait a second, wait, hold on,” you plead, “wait what is that thing?!!”

“it will help you talk,” the doctor explains.

“did you even clean that?!!?” you shout as he sticks it in your neck.

you scream and they stick robin and they leave the room.

after a little while you say to robin, “honestly i don’t really feel anything, do you?”

“i mean… i- i feel fine,” robin responds, “i feel normal.”

“yea, yea i feel fine, actually i kinda feel good,” you laugh.

“wanna know a secret?” robin giggles.

“what?”

“i like it too!” she exclaims and you both continue giggling.

“morons, they messed up the drug!” you say.

“they messed it up!” she giggles more.

you start yelling about how they’re morons when robin says, “there’s definitely something wrong with us.”

“yea definitely,” you agree.

the door opens again.

the doctor starts pulling out a bunch of torture devices.

“would now be a good time to tell you i don’t like doctors?” robin asks.

“let’s try this again,” the guard says.

“who do you work for?” he questions.

“well she works for scoops ahoy and i work for mrs. henderson,” you laugh and so does robin.

“how did you find us?” he asks unamused.

“totally by accident,” you say and he says something to the doctor in russian.

the doctor moves towards his tools and picks one up.

“what is that shiny thing?” you ask.

“where you going with that, doc?” robin asks.

he goes for your nails.

“woah woah wait hey no wait hey no whoa,” you start panicking.

“there was a code,” robin shouts “we heard a code!”

“code. what code?” the guard asks robin.

robin starts reciting part of the code, “you broadcast that stupid spy shit all over town, and we picked it up on our Cerebro, and we cracked it in a day,” she laughs, “and now people know your here.”

“who know?!” he shouts.

“we’ll dustin knows,” you say, robin calls your name. “yea dustin henderson, he knows,” robin shouts your name louder this time.

the guard starts to drone on about dustin.

“yea they’re gonna come in here guns a blazing!” you finsish saying.

“is that so?” the guard smirks.

then the alarm goes off and that smirk is wiped clean off his face.

he and the others then rush out of the room.

dustin, erica, and steve come through the door. dustin taking out the doctor with some sort of weapon.

“hey!! henderson!! that’s crazy! i was just talking about you!” you shout.

“oh my god,” robin exclaims.

“get ready to run,” dustin says.

you and robin are in the back of the cart, giggling like maniacs.

erica, dustin, and steve argue over what’s wrong with you as steve drives.

you all hop in the elevator and as it starts to go up you and robin find a cart and start pretending it’s a surf board.

you are having the time of your life.

you fall off and robin laughs, “wipeout” she shouts.

dustin walks over to you and feels your forehead, “she’s burning up,” and you retaliate, “you’re burning up!”

dustin goes to check your pupils and you tell out in pain.

“her pupils are super dilated,” he tells steve and erica.

“they’re probably drugged,” steve says.

“y/n, are you drugged,” dustin asks.

“how many times, dad? i don’t do drugs. it’s only marijuana,” you say and laugh.

“this isn’t funny, okay? i need to know what they did to you. are you gonna die on us?” he asks worried.

“we all die, my stranger little child friend,” robin says as she’s perched on the ground twirling her hair, “it’s just a matter of how… and when.”

“they’re gonna be looking for us up there so i need you tell me where you parked your car,”dustin says to you.

“oh, can we make a pit stop at the food court?” you ask

“i would kill for a hot dog on a stick” robin responds and you agree.

“all right. yea, food. yes, you can have as much food as you want, but only if you tell me where your car is parked,” dustin says.

“uh-oh” you say.

“uh-oh?” steve questions

“the cars off the board,” you say.

“what?” erica asks.

“they took the keys, the russians, they took them. like forever ago,” you say as robin laughs and you do as well.

“that’s a bummer, right?” you say.

you guys finally make it out of the elevator.

“y/n! can you taste the air,” robin says.

“i taste it! i taste it!” you yell

dustin, erica, and steve start sprinting back towards you and pushing you towards the mall.

“why are we running?” you yell.

you all end up in the movie theater watching back to the future.

you and robin constantly giggling at the screen. you both decide you’re bored and head out to find the water fountain.

then you see the pretty lights above you and it starts to make you both dizzy. you both rush to the bathroom and start puking your guts out.

“the ceiling stopped spinning for me,” robin says in the stall next to you, “is it still spiking for you?”

“holy shot. no. you think we liked it all up?” you ask.

“maybe. ask me something. interrogate me,” she says in a russian accent.

“okay interrogate you, sure, uh who is the last person you had a crush on?” you ask her.

she stays quiet, “robin, did you OD over there?”

“no, no, i uh- remember that story i told you about mrs. clicks class?“ she asks.

“vaguely. wait! it’s steve isn’t it?” you ask disappointed.

“no, no uh i wasn’t looking at him. i- i was looking at her,” she says.

“looking at who?” you ask.

“tammy thompson,” she whispers. you stay quiet for a minute.

“y/n, did you OD over there?” she chuckles nervously.

you slide to her stall, “i mean yea tammy thompsons hot but she’s nothing compared to you.”

her eyes widen, “w-what?”

“ask me the question,” you smile at her.

“o-okay, y/n who’s the last person you had a crush on?” she asks.

“you,” you confess.

“w-what?” she asks.

“as soon as i saw you in scoops, you are the prettiest girl i have ever seen,” you smile at her and blush.

“absolutely no way,” she says and laughs, “okay so i kind of sort of lied about my last crush,” she says and your brows furrow in confusion, “i didn’t want to say you, in case you weren’t into girl.”

you laug and grab her hand. then she pulls you in for a kiss. it’s soft and tender, and full of passion.

you hear the bathroom door open and you pull away.

dustin barges in with steve and erica in tow, “okay! what the hell?!” he shouts.

and you both just die laughing. and the rest was history.

the scoops troop met up with everyone, you formed a plan, dustin and his girlfriend sang a song (?), and you and robin started dating.

it had been six months since then. you had both come out to steve since then and he was extremely supportive of you both.

you started working at family video with them too! dustin was finally old enough to not have a babysitter and you needed a new job.

today was gonna be a good day. you and robin were leaving work at around 3. steve took the night shift for you guys so you could have date night. and tonight you were telling robin that you love her.

you giggle as robin gets in your car. she still doesn’t have her license, which you have offered to pay for. but she refuses.

you drive to your house. your parents are on a business trip for the weekend so you told her she could stay over.

you get out of your car and grab her hand, leading her inside, you pick out a movie for you two to watch.

not like you’re actually gonna watch it, you’ll be too focused on each other.

you sit down next to her and cuddle into her. she kisses your forehead as the movie plays.

“robin?” you whisper quietly.

“yea baby?” she questions.

“i- i have something for you,” you say and go to grab the box out of your pocket.

you hand it to her and she opens it.

inside is a small necklace with your birthstone. you couldn’t exactly get her a necklace with your name on it since you lived in a small town in the middle of indiana but this will do.

“oh my gosh, y/n,” she exclaims with tears in her eyes, “i love it!”

“and i love you,” you say looking at her with eyes full of love and admiration.

her eyes widen, “i love you too.”

you lean forward to kiss her.

“nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do, your love is my turning page, and every word is about you,” you say.

“that was cheesy,” she teases you.

“i know i know, but it’s true,” you say with sincerity.

“i feel the same,” she say and kisses you again.

“i love you,” you both say at the same exact time. and you both giggle. wrapped in each other’s arms, you know this is what you’ve been living for.

#stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #stranger things #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin buckley x y/n #maya hawke #maya hawke x reader #robin stranger things

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WHO’S READY FOR VOLUME 2 TOMORROW?!??! not me!!!!

i swear to you if dustin, steve, eddie, max, or robin die i’ll hunt the duffers down and skin them alive :)

#stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #dustin henderson #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #will byers #eleven #jane hopper #mike wheeler #jonathan byers #jim hopper #joyce byers

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favorite crime

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: you take the fall for eddie

warnings: angst

a/n: this is based off of the line “i hope i was your favorite crime, cause baby you were mine” in favorite crime by olivia rodrigo

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eddie and you were best friends. ever since you had become a regular at his bands events. you had immediately caught his eye.

you were so out of place. dressed in brighter colors compared to the dimly lit bar they were playing in. he had come up to you and stuck up a conversation about music and you hit it off.

the rest was history.

you would join him for some of his hellfire meetings but you never played. the two of you would have smoke sessions at his trailer all the time. you guys spent all of your time together.

it was only natural for you to fall for him.

so now, here you were with dustin, max, robin, and steve in family video trying to find reefer rick.

dustin and max had gone to you first hoping you knew where eddie was but had no luck. and now they had you worried. after they had filled you in you were terrified.

you knew eddie wasn’t capable of something like this. but you didn’t know why he ran. you also knew that there was no chance the cops would believe anything now.

you also knew you’d do anything for eddie munson.

“lipton?” Max asks and you zone back into the conversation.

“like the tea,” robin replies and gives the address.

then you all load up in steve’s car and speed off to the middle of nowhere.

once you reach ricks house, you all pile out and start looking in windows. dustin starts to shout and steve tries to shush him.

you head around the house and see a shed with a small light illuminating the door.

“guys,” you call, “i’ve got something.”

they all follow you to the shed. once you’re all inside everyone starts looking around.

you hear robin and max discussing how someone’s been there and you see steve hitting at a tarp with an oar.

then suddenly, shouting begins and you see eddie holding a broken beer bottle to steve’s neck, dustin trying to talk him down.

“eddie, eddie,” you run towards him, “it’s me. you’re okay. they’re friends.”

“y/n?” he questions with a shaky breath.

“yeah, yeah, it’s me eds,” you say.

“i didn’t do it yknow?” he pleads with you.

“i know, i know, they know too. so can you please drop the bottle?” you plead but he hesitates.

“steve drop the oar, “ dustin orders and steve listens, “eddie we’re on your side. i swear on my mother. right guys?”

everyone nods and agrees, swearing on dustin’s mother.

eddie finally drops his hand and sits back against the wall of the shed. he has a blank look on his face. you walk over to him.

“eddie,” you take his face in your hands, “you’re alright. it’s okay.”

you move your hand to hold his as dustin questions him. you zone out only hearing some of what dustin’s saying about demogorgons, the upside down, mind flayer, blah, blah, blah.

all you can focus on is eddie and how terrified he looks. it breaks your heart.

as he and dustin start to realize things about this vecna creep, eddie slowly starts to squeeze your hand that’s still in his.

you’re not sure why he hadn’t let go yet but you were glad it was there. his hands were soft, fingertips rough from playing the guitar.

as the group makes plans on what to do next, eddie looks over to you finally.

“are you okay?” he asks.

you laugh, “i should be asking you that.”

“i’m okay now that you’re here,” he whispers, making you smile.

you hear sirens rushing by and squeeze eddie’s hand tighter. the group looks out the window and then they decide to follow.

“y/n, you coming?” robin asks you.

you look at eddie, “no, i’m staying here.”

“y/n no, go with them. you’re safer there than with me,” he pleads with you.

“i’m not leaving you, eddie, no,” you argue with him.

he rolls his eyes knowing you’re not going to budge, you are very stubborn.

“fine,” he groans and pulls you to sit next to him against the wall.

“okay, radio us if you need anything,” dustin tells you both and you nod.

*later that night*

“you think they’ll be back tonight?” you ask eddie.

“probably not, too busy trying to be heroes,” he says.

“well then we should probably get some sleep,” you say and start setting up a bed for yourself.

you had gone into the main house to get blankets and pillows earlier. you notice eddie’s eyes on you.

“what?” you say looking at him.

“nothing,” he looks away quickly.

you frown and walk over to him, lifting his chin up with your hand, “what is it, eds? you can talk to me.”

“i know i know, it’s just-“ he suddenly pulls you into a hug, after your surprise wears off you hug back tightly. he’s holding on to you like his life depends on it.

he takes a deep breath and pulls away, “thank you.”

you smile at him, “anytime.”

“let’s go to bed, eddie,” you say as you set up a bed for him next to you.

he hums in response and lays down in the bed you made. he doesn’t sleep though, just stares up at the roof of the shed. he’s too scared to close his eyes. every time he does, he sees chrissy’s dead body.

you roll over to face him.

“eds, you need to sleep,” you say.

he rolls over to face you now, “i know, i- i just can’t.”

“okay okay, just know that i’m here for you,” you say.

“i know y/n/n,” he says and grabs your hand.

you both close your eyes and try to sleep.

*the next morning*

“good morning sleepyhead,” eddie says as you slowly open your eyes.

you roll your eyes at him and smile slightly. you’re about to stretch out when you realize you’re still holding hands. and you’re not planning on letting go so you just sit up slightly.

“any word from the gang?” you ask him.

“nope, i tried them but nothing,” he says.

(a/n: this is gonna go off plot a bit btw lol)

a few hours go by, you and eddie just talking about anything and everything as you usually do when you hang out.

ya know, when eddie’s not being hunted down for murder and all that. it almost feels like a normal day for the two of you.

almost.

until you hear a car door shut outside. eddie grabs your hand and rushes toward the window.

“shit shit shit,” he curses as he sees jason.

“oh fuck,” you exclaim.

you panic, “eddie you gotta go, go now,” you say pointing towards the boat.

“no y/n, come on, i’m not leaving you,” he says.

“maybe i can distract them!” you shout at him, definitely drawing jason’s attention toward the shed.

eddie is scared shitless so he does what he knows best. he runs. he gets in the boat and starts paddling off.

a few seconds later, jason busts through the door.

“where is he y/l/n?” jason shouts.

“where’s who?” you deadpan.

“cut the shit, i know he’s here, you’re never apart,” jason spats at you.

you just shrug at him. then he heads around the house, you following him.

“no, no jason don’t go that way,” you try to get him to return back to the house.

then he spots eddie and he and patrick start running to the lake and swimming.

“no,” you scream, “eddie run!”

as jason and patrick start gaining on him, suddenly patrick is underwater. jason is shouting his name and now you’re terrified.

then patrick’s body shoots up out of the water and his bones begin to snap. you can see eddie just standing on the boat. patrick’s body drops and jason drags him to shore.

“y/n, come on!” eddie shouts at you.

“no!” you know what you have to do and this is your last chance to tell him, “i love you, go!”

he looks at you in shock, tears are streaming down your face.

eddie can’t bring himself to shout the words back at you so, he runs.

you sit by jason on the grass, staring out at the lake tears falling still. you knew what you had to do.

as the cops start to arrive, you see chief powell marching towards you.

“what the hell happened?” he yells.

“i did it,” you say looking at the ground. jason’s head snaps towards you.

“i killed them.”

you would do anything for eddie munson.

#eddie munson is hot #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #stranger things #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn #eddie munson please don’t die in vol. 2