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Rotten Chapter 4 {Steve Harrington x fem!reader}

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Summary: Eddie and Steve decide to get Jason Carver what he deserves, but as they arrive so does Hopper.

Warnings: Rape!!, cursing, blood, hospital, mentions of rape-kit, medical treatment, physical violence and police investigations.

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Donna told Y/n that they would keep her in the hospital until the evening. It was almost six in the morning by the time the procedure was over, and she felt incredibly drained.

She wasn't sure if any of her friends were still there. She wouldn't blame them if not, because they must've waited for hours and must be tired too.

Donna brought her to the room she was meant to stay in a wheelchair, and luckily the other bed was empty. "The hospital isn't busy." The older woman had explained, before making the bed for Y/n.

"Can I take a shower?" The girl asked, fidgeting with her hands while she waited in the wheelchair.

Donna looked pitiful, only glancing at her briefly before turning to shake up the pillow.

"I can help you to shower. You have to be careful with the stitches, and the water will probably burn." The nurse finally moved to open the door to the bathroom, but she went in without Y/n to prepare something.

"I can walk." The young girl noted silently, as she stood up to look out of the window. Eddies van was parked on a different spot, and the car of Nancys mom stood on the parking space too. She tilted her head from left to right. There was no police car, luckily.

There was a knock on the door, and Y/n flinched. She calmed down again, as she saw that it was the nurse without a name. "Your friends dropped off a bag with clothes for you." She held up a gym back that was most certainly not Y/n's.

Once she had dropped off the bag on the spare back, she left again. Y/n walked to it, opening the zipper and seeing some of her clothes thrown into it. She figured that Eddie used the spare key of her flat to get it.

"I prepared the bathtub, if you still want to shower." Donna carefully approached Y/n. As the young girl turned around, she noticed that the older woman was a bit smaller than her. She wore her kind smile again, but she looked tired and Y/n didn't envy her for her job.

She walked ahead into the bathroom. The tiles had an ugly turquoise tone, and there was a towel hanging over the mirror. Y/n didn't ask Donna why, but she was still confused.

She only realised that she wasn't meant to see her bruises, by the time she was out of the bathroom again.

"Once you're all cleaned up, I can ask your friends to come see you. Chief Hopper also came to talk to you. He will surely be back soon."

Y/n nodded, as she started to undress.

The moment the water fell onto her shoulders, she felt a bit more relieved.

As Steve, Eddie and Robin stumbled out of the hospital it was still the middle of the night. While they walked over to Eddies van, the metalhead hesitated. "We should get her some clothes, right? I mean, she can't wear the old ones." He thought out loud.

They stood around the car awkwardly for a second, before they all got in. "We could stop by her place, after we find Jason." Robin shrugged from the backseat. "I have a spare key." Eddie told her, and with that the decision was made.

It wasn't difficult to figure out where Jason Carver lived, because apparently Steve had been at one or two of his parties.

It was still dark when they arrived, and luckily his car was the only one in the driveway. They had hoped his parents were out of town, which was likely, because he had been hosting a party the evening before.

"Wait here." Steve told Robin, as he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the van with Eddie. "Hell I will!" The blonde woman exclaimed, as she followed the boys to the front door.

Steve rang the doorbell twice, and Eddie knocked loudly for three minutes until the door opened.

"What the fuck man." Jasons sleep drunken voice muttered, but before he had any time to react,

Steve landed the first punch.

"You're a disgusting pig!" Eddie snapped and swung at Jason, a wild roundhouse punch that brought the blonde boy to the ground. "Go to hell!" Said Steve, and drove his fist deep into Jasons gut. His next hit was aimed at his face again, bruising his knuckles on the jocks high cheekbones. Then Eddie kicked him in the stomach, and Jason moaned in pain.

They heard another car pull up, and as Robin stopped her cheering and turned around, she saw Hopper leaning against his police car. "Shit." She whispered, but Hopper seemed to have no intentions to stop Eddie and Steve.

He watched them for a minute or two, then Steve kicked Jason again. "That's enough." Jim said, and walked up to them. Jason layed on the ground in his doorframe, he cried like a little boy that lost his mother at the funfair. His face was bruised, and undoubtedly so was the rest of his body.

The chief pulled him up roughly, a firm grip on the blonde boys arm. "Jason Carver, you're under investigation for rape. You have the right to remain silent and to refuse to answer questions.

Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney."

Hopper dragged Jason to his car, the boy was far too shocked to react properly, as Jim opened the door to the backseat and forced Jason inside.

He locked the car, and walked up to the crew as they closed Jasons front door. "I will drive him to the station and have someone interrogate him. A team will check out his car for evidence. I will question Y/n in the hospital." He explained. He observed the three, looked at Steve and Eddies bloody knuckles and they're apologetic glances.

"Quit the 'sorry' act, neither of you feels bad for beating the kid up." The older man grumbled. Then he lowered his tone. "I wouldn't be sorry either. He will probably try to press charges, but I assure you that won't get far." He sighed.

"Thanks Hop'." Steve smiled. "We're grabbing some things from her place, them we'll come to the hospital too. We want to be there when they're done." The chief nodded in agreement. "See you then." He said, before walking to his car where Jason still cried in the backseat and drove off.

They stopped by Y/n's place like they said they would. Eddie took a bag from the trunk before they walked up the stairs. Steve had never been there before, and he followed the metalhead who unlocked the front door and walked up the stairs to her flat. Her place was decorated charmingly and represented her character perfectly. It wasn't big, but it had everything she needed. There were posters of her favourite artists on one wall, and she had a nice collection of tapes in a shelve in the living room.

Eddie showed Robin where the bedroom was, and the blonde woman packed some clothes into the bag. While Steve looked around taking random objects in his hands, twisting them around figuring out what it was, Eddie started to collect a few books from a shelve.

"She won't stay in the hospital long enough to read them all. And we won't leave her much time for that anyways." Steve chuckled, and the long haired man shrugged. "Better safe than sorry."

Teenage girls owned weird stuff, he thought. Some technical devices he had never seen and many magazines with impossibly well chested women on the covers. She also owned around twenty different bottles of nail polish, though he couldn't see a big difference between most colours.

Once Robin was done, they got out, locked her door and drove to the hospital again.

As they arrived they saw the car of Mrs. Wheeler, but beside Nancy, who sat in her the same seat she did as they left, now asleep, the waiting room was empty. She had changed her clothes though, instead of the dress she had put on for the party, she now wore jeans and a sweatshirt.

Robin shook the brunette girl harshly (she really tried to be careful), until she woke up. She breathed in deeply once, then she looked around disorientated. As she understood where she was, and why she was there, all the anger washed over her again.

"Were you at Jasons?" She asked concerned, as she stood up and stretched her body.

"We arrived shortly before Hopper did." Robin answered, as her feet carried her to the vending machine again. She only had a few cents left and it wasn't enough to buy anything.

"We still got to beat the shit out of him." Eddie announced proudly, but Nancy just scoffed in disapproval. "I walked home and took a shower. I grabbed some snacks." As the metalhead grabbed the bag Nancy had brought with her, she gave him a claps on the hand and he let go of it again.

"They're not for you!" The brunette girl moved the rucksack to her other side, so Eddie couldn't reach it again.

"What's in the gym bag?" She then nodded towards the bag that Steve still held. "Eddie had a key to her place, so we collected some of Y/n's clothes."

"I'll drop it off at the reception, then they can bring it to Y/n's room." Nancy offered, before Steve handed her the bag and she did exactly that.

As Nancy returned, Hopper walked through the door again. He smiled softly, and it gave them all a bit hope.

"Good Morning!" He exclaimed. "I have news. They investigated Carvers car. There was a bloodstain on the backseat, and they found h/c hair and painted nails. She must've broken them off when she fought him. That's incredible evidence. I'm sure together with your and her testimonies and the Vitullo Kit we can get him behind bars."

It was, as if a big weight fell off all their shoulders. Jason needed to be locked up for what he did, he needed to face consequences. It wouldn't be easy just because they had proof, because it was Hawkins and people would still doubt Y/n, but it was something.

Then Jim threw Steve a plastic bag, and as the brunette man looked inside, he saw a pack of donuts. "Breakfast." Hopper announced.

Y/n showered for an hour, Donna not ever leaving her alone. Once she was done, she picked out some clothes from the bag the other brought her.

The moment she was laying in the uncomfortable hospital bed, the nameless nurse knocked again to see if they were finished.

"Chief Hopper is here." She declared. "Is it okay, if I send him up?" Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, but then she nodded. She's been through so much already, she could take this too.

"Can me friends be with me?" She then asked, and the nameless nurse smiled at her before she nodded.

They left her alone, and Y/n realised it was the first time she was all by herself since the crew had picked her up. She cried, she couldn't help it, but as it knocked again she brushed the tears away. Then Jim Hopper poked his head into her room.

His look is soft, pitying, slightly guilty even, taking in her appearance, how bruised she was. This is all it takes for her to burst into tears again, in less than a second, he's made his way to her bed and hugs her warmly.

He is warm and big and hugs her like every good father hugs his child, and she's thankful he's there. Behind him Robin, Eddie, Steve and Nancy trail into the room, the girls sitting down on the spare bed. The brunette metalhead took the two chairs from the corner of the room and offered one to Hopper, sitting down on the other himself.

Steve carefully sinks down onto the edge of the bed, reassuringly taking her hand and squeezing it, as Hopper clears his throat and begins to talk.

"Tell me what happened. Stop whenever you need to."

What do you want to read next, beside Hopper and Y/n talking of course?

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Rotten Taglist 2

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Rotten Chapter 3 {Steve Harrington x fem!reader}

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Summary: The crew takes Y/n to the hospital and call Hopper to report the rape. What will Steve do, when he finds out who did it?

Warnings: Rape!!, cursing, blood, hospital, rape-kit, medical treatment, mentions of drugs.

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The moment they had arrived at the hospital, there was still one question hanging in the air. Who did it?

The drive had been filled with complete silence, except for Eddies music. Steve had one hand placed on Y/n's shoulder, as if to tell her that he was still there, that she wasn't alone, and the moment the car stopped, he got out to help her out of it.

Y/n didn't unbuckle her seatbelt, she just looked at him, her eyes big with fear, and he smiled at her again, to remind her that they were doing this together.

In the hospital light Y/n's bruises could finally be seen, and Eddie gasped as he walked around the car and saw her face. There was a discoloured line on her neck. His handprint was visible, giving them an idea of the horrors Y/n had faced. There was a small cut on her chin too, it was not bleeding anymore, though her lips were. They were chapped, her dark lipstick almost completely gone, the bit that was still there smeared. Some blood had dripped onto her shirt, but it was less than Eddie had expected. How bad were her injuries down there, if they were bleeding so horribly?

Half her face was swollen from the hits she had to take, and if she wouldn't still be pumped with adrenaline, it would probably hurt terribly. Eddie wondered if more marks would show up with time, and he also wondered if the guy who did this looked even half as bad.

The light suddenly brought all the horrors to reality, with her clothes ripped in some places, and totally not sitting the way they should, and her hair messy and her makeup ruined.

"Who?" Eddie whispered to her. She didn't answer, she just looked it him. "I'm sorry, Eddie. I'm so sorry." Was her only answer, and it suddenly hit him who was behind all this.

"Do you want to take my Walkman with you? Maybe it helps to listen to music?" Steve offered, and was never more thankful that Nancy took her big blue bag out of his car earlier.

Y/n wasn't sure what the music was meant to change, but maybe it would quit her thoughts if it was loud enough, so she nodded.

"Thank you, Steve." She forced a smile, but it only lasted seconds before the façade fell again.

"Let's go in, okay?" Nancy told her. She didn't want to force her friend, but Y/n looked so incredibly pale, and the brunette feared that she would pass out with the amount of blood she was still losing. But Y/n just nodded. The earphones hang around her neck now, and she felt numb again.

It was easier to just push everything down and pretend she was alright for now. She wasn't sure if she could hold it up, but at least it fulfilled its purpose for now.

Eddie and Steve both offered her a hand and she took them, as they walked into the Hawkins Memorial Hospital.

The moment they entered, they were welcomed by the smell of disinfectants and the sterile white interior. It was almost as cold inside the hospital as it was outside, and the alcoholic smell reminded Y/n of the party, of him again.

She stopped and felt the panic rise, her breathing getting faster.

"It's alright, you're safe." Eddie squeezed her hand reassuringly. It was a bit sweaty and warm, but she felt his rings and then Steve squeezed her other hand, and the smell of alcohol was replaced with the smell of his hairspray. She breathed in deeper, and followed a pattern that Nancy instructed. "I'm okay." She assured then, but more for herself than her friends.

"Let me handle it." Nancy told the others, as she walked to the reception.

Steves gaze followed her, before looking around in the waiting room. There were two boys their age in one corner. One of them looked miserable, he hung in his chair as if he was melting, his eyes were closed and he had a cup of water in one hand.

The other boy danced to a rhythm that wasn't there, and Steve had no doubts that they took something that had only worn off for one of them yet. There was also a woman in her thirties, bouncing a sleeping toddler on her knee. She looked at them with suspicion, as if she feared they would jump around and make a fuss to wake her kid. Eddie stared back at her and then made a grimace, so she finally turned away from them with one last disgusted glance.

When Nancy returned there was a nurse by her side. She was older, possibly in her fifty's, but she wore a kind smile and approached them carefully. "Hello, dear." She adressed Y/n, but the girl didn't respond. That woman now knew how she was violated, and suddenly she felt so embarrassed again. Robin had shielded her from the eyes of the people in the waiting room, but nobody would shield her from the procedure she soon had to endure, and the people who performed it.

"My name is Donna. You're safe now. Will you follow me? Do you want one of your friends to accompany you?" Y/n exchanged a glance with Steve, but then she shook her head. They had seen enough already, she was much to ashamed to let them see everything. Donna went ahead, Y/n hesitated before following her, but eventually did.

Donna takes her into a small room with a divan and asks Y/n to take a seat. There is a second nurse in the room with them, and she introduces herself, but Y/n can't really understand a word that either of them is saying to her. It's like she's in trance, like she isn't actually there with them.

The nurses explain something and hand her some paperwork. Y/n signs them without really knowing what it is. She's wondering, how she is meant to pay for this. Then she curses herself for not thinking of that sooner. Thinking of it before they went to the hospital and before she signed the papers.

She's asked about her medical history. It's the only time Y/n is answering them, as she gives the nurses a rundown with as little words as possible.

Donna ask's her about the rape. Y/n isn't saying anything. Then Donna tells her they do not need to perform the entire procedure, if she tells them which areas he violated. Y/n still doesn't answer.

They offer her a paper cup with water and she takes it, not because she's thirsty, but because she feels like she must, like drinking is a part of the procedure.

"Are you ready?" The nurse without a name ask's, and Y/n nods. She's not sure if she's ready, though. She's not even sure for what she is supposed to be ready.

"Maybe it helps you to listen to some music?" Donna offers, and points at Steves Walkman. Y/n nods again, then she puts the headphones on, leans back on the divan and presses the play button.

A Tears for Fears tape is playing, and Y/n's first thought is how different Steves music taste is compared to Eddies. The music is calm, somehow happy and it indeed makes it easier as the procedure begins.

The first thing they do, is taking care of the wounds that are still bleeding. Apparently she's torn open a bit between her legs, and it needs stitching. They inject local anaesthetic before they do that.

The adrenaline is wearing off, and everything hurts again. She's handed painkillers, to take with the water she got.

Y/n watched, as they carefully placed the clothes she had worn into big plastic bags.

She feels exposed to them, she is exposed to them, but there isn't much to do about that. They let her choose sweatpants and a shirt from a box. The clothes are all ugly, so she doesn't care which ones she picks. The sweatpants are too short, and the shirt is too loose. It had an ugly purple tone, one that she would never wear willingly.

It was a weird thought, that her clothes were now bagged and seen as evidence in a crime. It had been her favourite shirt. It was Eddies gift for her eighteenth birthday, he had made it himself, and now she had ruined it.

She was glad though, that she had not worn the Hellfire Club Tshirt, because she wouldn't have been able to even look at it without thinking of him.

Then they take several swabs of different areas. Y/n simply pretends they're not. She pretends nobody's touching her, listening to the music, dreaming of times where she would drive around with her friends simply for the fun of it, times where she was fine.

They take pictures of all her bruises, a ruler next to them to proof their size. She's ashamed, as they photograph her down there, but the nurses assure her it was alright.

They brush out her hair and bag that up, too. Y/n questions why they would need it, but she's not saying anything.

Hours go by. Injections are filled with blood, pills are swallowed. They still explain everything to her. She still doesn't understand a word they are saying.

Steves tape is 41 minutes and 52 seconds long. She replay's it three times until the nurses are done.

"Men are dogs." Robin blurted out, as they watched their friend walk away with the nurse. "That we are." Eddie agreed with her, as the encouraging smiles they had worn for Y/n faltered. They stood there awkwardly for a moment, before deciding to sit down as far away from everyone else in the room as they could.

"I got them to call Hopper." Nancy informed them. "Hey knows that a girl was raped, but he doesn't know it was Y/n yet."

Nobody answers her, so Nancy just sighs.

Robin gets up and walks over to the vending machine. She fishes a few coins from her pocket and throws them in. It's enough to buy two Snickers. Nancy says she has no appetite, so Robin just shrugs offering one to Eddie and sharing the other with Steve.

Steve looks around, seeing the mother with the toddler again. The kid woke up and made a fuss, and the woman looked incredibly annoyed by that. She still bounced the little boy on her knee, then she stood up and walked around with him.

"Can Y/n, like..." Steve mumbled, a bit embarrassed. "Still have children and shit?" Robin shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe not."

She tilts her head to look at him. "How am I supposed to know that." The blonde snaps, but she immediately feels sorry, so she leaves the rest of the Snickers for him.

"We got work tomorrow." Robin reminded him, but Steve scoffs. "Fuck that, I won't go to work when she needs me." The girl next to him chuckles. "You got a point there."

Steve thought about work. Thought about Y/n coming in at least once every week, getting a John Hughes movie she would force Eddie to watch. Being a teenager wasn't exactly as enjoyable as that guy made him believe.

He recommended Revenge of the Nerds to her once. Steve never realised what a shitty film that was. He laughed his ass of when he first watched it, but he only realised now how horribly it portrayed rape. It suddenly dawned on him, how many movies did.

Maybe he should open a new genre at Family Video. 'Movies that show rape as something normal and support peoples preconceptions'.

By the time Hopper walked into the hospital, thay had already been waiting for an hour. The older man walked up to the woman at the reception, who told him something before pointing into their direction.

The moment he turned around, he realised that the girl that was raped was one that he knew. He looked over them, at Nancy and Robin, the gears in his head turning. They must've looked miserable, because his look grew more pitiful as he approached them.

"Who?" Was the first thing he asked, but he already knew the answer. "Y/n." Nancy muttered. Hopper nodded, sitting down beside them. He brushed with his big hands through his face and took a deep breath.

"What happened?" He asked, and Nancy was the only one of them, who was able to give him a proper rundown of all they knew. Jim just listened and made notes, it was his job, but he felt the anger rise.

When Nancy was finished, he leaned back and sighed. He knew that most rape cases didn't end well. He would do everything to assure that this wasn't one of them.

"The issue is, that anyone could have done this to her and we have no way to proof who did it, if nobody has seen him." He explained to them, and Eddie groaned. "I'm going to kill him." He whispered, and Steve nodded with approval.

Hopper leaned back in his chair, then he stood up. "The Vitullo kit they're performing takes some time, I will be back when they're finished." He told them, and turned to leave, but Eddie stopped him.

"I know who did it." He told Jim, who paused. "What?!" Steve yelled, only to be hushed by the mother across the room. "How do you know?" He said, lowering his tone.

"She told me." Eddie shrugged. She didn't really tell him, but Hopper wouldn't take his guess seriously, would probably think Eddie wanted to frame his bully for this crime.

"It's Jason Carver. Jason Carver did it." Jim nodded, writing the name down. He knew who Jason Carver was. He also knew that with his reputation, it would make everything even harder.

"I will be back soon." He assured them, as he squeezed Steves shoulder reassuringly, before walking out of the waiting room.

Steve got up only seconds after him, brushing his fingers through his styled hair, before walking towards the door too.

"Where are you going?" Nancy stopped him, there was a warning in her tone, but Steve couldn't care less. "Finding Jason before Hopper does." He tells her, before turning to walk out of the damn sterile waiting room. Eddie gets up quickly and Nancy shoots him a disappointment glance, before even Robin follows Steve out.

"She needs us here!" The brunette tells her friends, but they are out before they can hear her.

Feedback needed! After it was heavily requested, next chapter the crew will get justice for Y/n lmao. What do you want to read in the next chapter? Also, I researched the 80s rape culture for this part, it's so disgusting.

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Rotten Chapter 2 {Steve Harrington x fem!reader}

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Summary: The crew realises that Y/n was raped and debate on what to do now. Platonic Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler and Robin Buckley x reader. Poc and plus-size friendly.

Warnings: Rape!!, cursing, panic attack, hyperventilation, vomiting, blood, hitting, a fight, mentions of hospitals.

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Y/n was certain she had seen the worst monsters in this fucked up world.

Starting with all the shit that came from the upside down and ending with the people who kept the Hawkins Lab running.

Her very own worst monster was a whole different story.

Within the mess of the paranormal dangers they had faced, she almost completely forgot the horrors of the human world.

She remembered them the moment that Jason Carver layed a hand on her.

So as she kneeled at the side of the road, her bare knees sore from the cold asphalt, she wondered how she could have been so naive to believe, that outside of that bubble, the one with the kids and her friends, especially Eddie and Steve, the world would be safe.

Y/n still clutched to him, and he held her in a firm grasp, with his left hand still on her sweaty forehead and his right hand on her back.

Steve was incredibly warm, and it was the only thing that reminded her she was alive, not just a hollow shell.

Her vomiting had stopped long ago, but she still hung in the same position, breathing heavily and still not getting enough air to her lungs.

She heard them talking, but she was not sure if they adressed each other or her. It didn't matter, because her mind was far to occupied with wondering where exactly she had gone wrong.

Which desicion led to this situation.

Which desicion led to her being used.

Which desicion led to her being rotten.

Maybe she always had been. Maybe Jason just saw that, saw that there was nothing for him to ruin, only for him to take.

As her tears started to dry, her sight got less blurry and the world started to feel real again.

The first thing she heard was Steve calling her name. She blinked a few times, realising that she just puked while Steve Harrington held her. He suddenly felt much closer than before. She didn't mind, because she trusted Steve. But then again, her drunken self trusted Jason as he led her outside to his car. There was some blood mixed with the vomit, and she wasn't certain where that came from. Had he hit her? Was her lip split? Was it from her nose, or from inside her mouth?

After all the self pity and all the wondering how she ended up here, a new emotion dominated her. Shame. Embarrassment.

That she stained Eddies seat with her blood, that she puked in front of her friends, on top of that while Steve held her, that she made such a fuss that Jason had touched her.

It was all so embarrassing.

Steve called her name again, once, then twice, and she nodded weakly to let him know that she had heard. Y/n felt so exhausted, so sore. Everything pained her, from head to toe there was no part of her body that didn't hurt.

"Y/n." He called again, and then Eddie and Robin did too. "I'm fine." She whispered silently, but she wasn't sure if it was just in her head or if they actually heard her, so she said it again, this time louder.

The young woman leaned back, getting away from the puke, and Steve let go of her.

She wiped her cheeks, not daring to take her eyes from the grass on the side of the road, afraid of meeting their eyes.

A daintily hand carefully took hers, handing her a bottle of water with the cap already gone.

Y/n drank a sip, then another and then she gulped down the entire bottle. Her friends had gone quiet, maybe they looked at her, maybe they were having a silent conversation, but she didn't care. She drank too fast, some water running down from the corner of her mouth onto her shirt. It stung, and she wondered if her chin was bruised.

She finally looked up, meeting Steves gaze. He still sat beside her, with his arm draped over his knee and a worried glance. She couldn't see much though, because it was dark and she felt dizzy. They stared at each other for a moment.

Y/n felt numb. Maybe she had puked her soul out. Or maybe Jason had ripped it out.

"Do you need something?" The brunette boy asked. It was a stupid question, wasn't it? She needed so much right now, but he could give her nothing of it. He couldn't give her the girl back she was just hours ago.

So Y/n just shook her had, mumbled a 'thank you' and looked at Nancy, who crouched on her right. Nancy smiled, a pitiful smile, as she handed Y/n the handkerchief the brunette had prepared. The young woman wiped her mouth, but neither that, nor the water, made the disgusting taste go away.

"Can someone help me up?" She asked, and Robin was the first to carefully pull her to her feet. They walked to Eddies van, the trunk lid was opened and the blonde helped Y/n to lean against it.

Steve exchanged a glance with Nancy, as Robin led Y/n away. She offered him a hand and helped him up. The brunette man looked around, to find Eddie pacing around in the distance, hands in his hair. As he looked back at Nancy, her face told him she knew more than he did.

"Nancy." He urged her to tell him, his head leaning back with a defeated sigh.

As he looked at her again, she looked down. Steve followed her gaze, to find a dark stain at the ground. It took him a moment to realise, that it was the exact spot where Y/n had kneeled. It took him even longer, to realise that it was blood. His eyes grew larger, finding Nancy again.

"What happened?" He asked, but Nancy just shrugged. She was aware of Steves crush, and she most certainly did not want to be the person to tell him of their suspicion. "We think..." She started anyways, in a hushed tone, licking over her lips before she continued. "We think Y/n was raped."

At first he didn't react at all. The Wheeler woman started to question if he had heard what she said. Then he nodded really slowly, whispering 'okay', and Nancy was almost hopeful that he would take it alright, before he turned around and hit the tree closest to them.

Nancy shrieked out his name, as she saw his bruised knuckles, trying to grab his arm to prevent him from doing it again, but Steve walked towards Eddie, grabbed his Hellfire Club shirt and twisted his fists in it.

"You were meant to pick her up! Why didn't you pick her up?!" Steve yelled at the metalhead, which caught the attention of Robin too.

Eddie was crying and made no movement that indicated that he was trying to fight back. He just looked at the other man, guilt written all over his face, as if he waited for Steve to beat him up, as if he thought he deserved it.

Steve raised his fist, Nancy called out his name again, fearing that he would hit the longhaired man, but his fist just lingered in the air and when Robin called out his name too, he released Eddie and turned away rubbing over his face while he began crying himself.

Eddie just stood there, almost looking disappointed. Then Steve walked up to him again. "I'm sorry man, it's not... it's not your fault, I shouldn't have... I didn't want to be like that anymore." Steve blurted out.

He was a douche, and he knew hitting Eddie wouldn't fix what happened, wouldn't punish the person who actually did it, but his anger made him forget the progress he had made the past years.

Eddie offered him his hand to shake and Steve took it. "It's okay, dude. I get it."

All that went unnoticed by Y/n. Robin held her hand reassuringly, crouched before her.

The blonde didn't say a word, because she knew that whatever she would say, would be completely wrong. Holding Y/n's hand felt like the right thing to do, like something she couldn't mess up.

The group gathered around her again, trying to stay calm for her sake. They knew they had to ask, but nobody wanted to be the one to do so.

"Y/n, were... did someone..." Nancy began, but broke off, trying to swallow the lump in her throat. "Were you raped?" Robin blurted out, causing her friends to look at her in shock and Y/n to whimper a bit. That was the only confirmation they needed. Steve breathed out, the last bit of hope he had dying. He was angry, at whoever did this, at himself for not being there, for almost hitting Eddie. "We need to go to the hospital." He realised, and his eyes met hers. "What?" She asked, her voice sounding so small.

Eddie nodded in agreement. "He's right. You..." He paused and looked away from her. "You're still bleeding, it won't stop." Rationally, she knew they were right. But every fiber of her body refused to let that happen.

"They have to check your bruises, and we got to call Hopper, so we can press charges."

Nancy explained, but Y/n was quick to shake her head, looking betrayed. We can press charges? There was no we. There was just Y/n, and she was most certainly not going to involve Hopper.

"I won't do that. I can't, I... it's not bad enough. I'm fine, really, I am. It was my fault too, I didn't fight back and if I wouldn't have trusted him to begin with.." She trailed off, as Steve scoffed.

"It's not your fault. You are not to blame for his actions." There were tears dwelling in her eyes again, but she just stared at him, so he carefully cupped her cheeks, brushing his thumb over it reassuringly. "It's not your fault." He repeated.

Y/n shook her head, forcing him to let go of her.

"Let's just let it go. Please just let it go." She whispered desperately. "I'm not strong enough for this. I can't take the backlash, I can't take people not believing me. I'm not even sure if I believe myself."

"We believe you." Eddie told her, trying his best to give her a smile. "And Hopper will believe you too." Robin added, feeling like she found the right words for once.

"But maybe that's not enough." Y/n muttered. She felt so many things at once, and she felt so incredibly misunderstood, being unable to put it all into words. Being eighteen completely sucked and her mind was a mess to begin with. Now, it just felt like it couldn't be fixed anymore.

"Y/n." Steve said, and somehow his eyes told her that it would be fine. That he was there to pick up her pieces. That she would be strong enough again to do so herself, too.

"We get that you're scared. And hurt. But as long as we're here, nobody can hurt you again. We won't let that happen. And neither will Hopper. It will be okay, people will believe you."

She nodded, but she didn't believe his words.

The young woman didn't trust in them. Didn't trust in anything, right now. Especially not herself, or her memory of what happened.

When she looked down, she saw her white socks colored red, and her sneakers too, and the first thing that came to her mind was the question, how she was meant to wash it.

Then she felt disgusted by her clothes, by herself, because he was still all over her and the need to shower for hours overcame her.

She cried again, and her friends just sat around her with pitiful glances. They burned into her skin, embarrassed her further, like a doll that fell off its shelve and shattered on the floor.

Nancy offered another handkerchief, but she didn't take it. She didn't want help. She wanted a few nice words and then, to forget it for the rest of her life.

"Please." Steve begged. Please what? Please let us drive you to the hospital? Please let us in? Tell us what happened? Please be fine again?

Please, she thought. Please just let it be over.

She thought it was, when his hands weren't on her anymore, when he wasn't in her anymore, when the taste of copper and cheap liquor slowly faded, and the smell of his violence did too. But god, how wrong she was. It was only the beginning.

"Okay." Y/n whispered her answer, and heard Eddie breathe out in relief.

"But I will stain the seat even more." She noted blankly. "I'm sorry." She turned to Eddie. He shook his head. "Fuck the seat." He told her, but she still feeled like she failed him. Failed them all.

Please tell me if you like this and if it's okay. Inspo is just as welcomed as feedback!

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Rotten Masterlist

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Wattpad | Ao3 | Soundtrack

Summary: When Y/n gets raped, her friends try to help her overcome it. Platonic Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley and Jim Hopper x reader. Poc and plus-size friendly.

Chapter 1

Summary: When something horrible happens to Y/n, her friends find her.

Chapter 2

Summary: The crew realises that Y/n was raped and debate on what to do now.

Chapter 3

Summary: The crew takes Y/n to the hospital and call Hopper to report the rape. What will Steve do, when he finds out who did it?

Chapter 4

Summary: Eddie and Steve decide to get Jason Carver what he deserves, but as they arrive so does Hopper.

Chapter 5 (coming soon!)

Summary: Hopper asks Y/n what happened, and she finally opens up

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Rotten Chapter 1 {Steve Harrington x fem!reader}

Masterlist | Ao3 | Soundtrack

Summary: When something horrible happens to Y/n, her friends find her. Platonic Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler and Robin Buckley x reader. Poc and plus-size friendly.

Warnings: Rape!!, cursing, panic attack, mentions of weed, hyperventilation, vomiting, blood, vaginal bruises.

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Yeah, so I wrote this to deal with some things. You know how it goes.

"Need a ride?" Eddie Munson asked, as his van came to a halt next to Steve Harringtons car.

There was smoke coming from the engine and Robin and Nancy stood behind him, annoyance written on their faces.

The light rain that was falling only made everything worse.

Steve turned to the Metalhead, as Eddie just smirked smugly with the window on his passenger side down.

"We're managing just fine." Harrington answered, before once again facing the vehicle as if he had any idea how to fix it.

Nancy Wheeler was the first to step forward, open the door of the backseat and slip inside, which caused a light chuckle from Eddie.

Robin followed her immediately, and Steve shot her a betrayed glance that she answered with a shrug. "I'm not gonna freeze off my ass in the middle of the night, while it's raining, might I add, just because you're too proud to get into someone else's car." She told him, as she walked around the van to get into the seat behind Eddie.

"Come on, Harrington. Or I might just leave you here." Eddie joked. Steve sighed dramatically, before closing the engine hood, locking his automobile and getting into the passenger seat.

"My dad is going to kill me." He mumbled, as the other man started to drive again. The music that came from the radio was turned down, it was Eddies highly valued Exodus tape, the one Y/n gifted him for his last birthday.

"At least you won't get yourself hospitalised for hypothermia." Nancy laughed lightheartedly, causing the other to smile. "Yeah, I guess." Steve answered, as he leaned against the door and looked out of the window, his eyes followed the raindrops on the glass, like a child waiting for one of them to win the imaginary race.

They drove for a few minutes, the music still quiet, before Eddie cleared his throat.

"Where do you want me to drop you off anyways? Like, what was your plan? It's..." He glanced at the clock. "It's almost midnight, after all."

Robins gaze catched his in the rearview mirror. The blonde raised her brow. "We could ask you the same now, couldn't we?"

The man shrugged, as he leaned back a bit. "I was at a party. One of these preppy ones that I would never attend out of free will." He told them, which surprised the others.

"Why were you there, if you didn't wanna be?" Nancy asked, but not teasingly. It was a try to lift the awkwardness by holding small talk.

"I was meant to pick up Y/n Y/l/n. You know, promised her I wouldn't let her go home by herself. When I showed up I almost wasn't let in, I couldn't find her anywhere, then some cheerleaders told me she walked off with a one of these laundry-basket guys." Eddie sounded a tad hurt by her ditching him.

"Well." Robin chuckled. "Good for her I guess."

It was quiet after that, the music once again dominating. Eddie silently hummed along, until Steve broke the silence. "We wanted to go to the exact party you're coming from." He finally revealed, and Eddie laughed.

"My god, why would anyone voluntarily go there." His laugh was infectious, as the rest tagged along just a second before going quiet again.

"You and Y/n are pretty close, right?" Steve turned to face Eddie for the first time since getting into the car. Robin mentally face-palmed herself. How could someone make a crush any more obvious than asking her best friend if they were dating?

Eddie nodded, eying Steve suspiciously.

"We've been best friends since I stepped on her sandcastle in second grade. Of course we're close." Eddie answered and the girls on the backseat exchanged a glance.

Y/n was involved into the entire paranormal shit since the beginning, she was always there. She walked to the Wheelers house to pick out outfits before parties with Nancy since they were fourteen, she worked together with Steve and Robin, she was even the first person Robin dared to come out to, but she strictly separated these friendships from the one she shared with Eddie. Them smoking weed, judging the cheerleaders when they practiced and making each other mixtapes was just for them. The line started blurring when Eddie got involved into the paranormal shit too. Y/n still tried her best to prevent that. It was a blatantly stupid exchange, they were in the upside down together, they knew who was close and who wasn't. Chances were high Eddie was running to Y/n to tell her Steve had a little crush as soon as they were out of his car.

But neither of the boys said another word, until Eddie asked where he was taking them again, and Steve told him his adress. It wasn't like his parents were home anyways, so there was no issue with some friends staying over.

The Metalhead finally turned the music up, as 'Bonded by blood' was playing.

The crew fell silent once again.

That was, until Nancy saw a figure walking down the side of the road, dressed entirely unfitting for the rain (despite it being summer), and she soon recognised that person as Y/n Y/l/n herself.

"There's Y/n!" She blurted out and pointed into her direction. Eddie laughed, as if she was joking, until her spotted her himself and slowed the car, Steve rolled down the passenger window.

"Hey sweetheart, get in the car!" The Metalhead exclaimed. Y/n turned to him, she seemed startled, almost disturbed with her wet hair clinging to her face and her arms wrapped around her body.

"Eddie." She stated, her voice fragile.

The car now stood, and Y/n noticed that her best friend was not alone, as Steve opened his door to make space for her on the passenger seat.

"My lady." He joked, holding the door open for her. She recognised Robin and Nancy in the back, as they were waving lightly.

Y/n swallowed, still keeping her distance.

"I don't want to stain the seat." She stated, her eyes meeting Steve's briefly, before she quickly looked away again. Her voice sounded incredibly hollow and all of them knew that something was wrong. "A little rain won't do damage." Eddie chuckled to cheer her up a bit, but she just nodded hesitantly before slowly walking towards the door. Steve still held it open, and she stopped to look at him, whispering a 'thank you' his way while she sat down. He closed her door, before getting into the backseat as well, pushing Robin further into the car.

Eddie started driving once again, as the rain stopped and he turned off the windshield wipers.

"Their car broke down. I came to pick you up, like I promised, but you were already gone." The brunette informed her. Y/n only nodded again, her fingers playing with the hem of her skirt.

"Are you alright?" Robin was the first to ask the question they all had. Y/n didn't react at first, then she opened her mouth and closed it again, before taking a deep breath.

"Sure." She shrugged, but her voice was still so brutally hollow and Steve could feel his chest tighten in worry. Eddie licked his lips, trying his best not to sound like a complete ass despite being a bit mad that she wasn't there when he came to that damn party, just for her. "Did that guy ditch you?" Her best friend asked, once again turning down the volume of his music.

"What?" Y/n stuttered, as she properly looked at the Metalhead for the first time.

Eddie shrugged. "Some girls told me you left with someone from the team. I mean, I don't like them, you know, but I thought you'd be fine. But he's a dick if he ditched you." He rambled.

Y/n could feel tears dwelling up, but she swallowed them as she turned away from her friends again. It took her a moment to form an answer, because she feared the tears would actually fall if she talked. And once she did, she only managed to blurt out an 'oh'.

So that's what everyone thought, huh? That she walked off with 'someone from the team', that she walked off with Jason Carver to have some fun? "Are you sure you're okay?" Nancy urged Y/n, as the latter felt the hand of the brunette woman on her shoulder. She was quick to move away, licking her lips and taking a few breaths before being capable of talking again.

"God, I'm fine. I walked off with some guy, he ditched me, it's not that deep. I'm fine." She reassured her friends, in a tone that made it clear she had no interest in discussing it further.

She leaned her head against the window, shifting on her seat to get as far away from everyone as she could.

Y/n lost focus, still picking at the hem of her skirt until she felt something wet between her legs. Her breathing stopped, before she boldly touched her thigh under her skirt. The car was dark, but as she saw the red liquid that now covered her palm she finally felt the reality wash all over her.

Everything around her got blurry, her head was pounding and suddenly everything was much too loud for her. The lump in her throat felt thicker, as she felt that she had to puke. Her breathing went faster and she gasped for air like a fish out of water, the panic now dominating entirely.

"Eddie, stop the car!" The young woman shrieked, startling the others.

"What? Why?!" Eddie exclaimed, still driving.

"Stop the car!" She told him again, her voice full of panic as she felt unable to breathe and began crying. Eddie hit the brakes abruptly, but as soon as the car stood on the completely empty road, Y/n unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of it.

She could only take three short steps, stumbling a bit until she fell to her knees at the side of the road, blood still on her hands and running down her legs, and threw up into the bushes. The gagging caused even more tears, and at this point it was a disgusting mix of hyperventilating and vomiting and her own blood.

Steve was the first who jumped out of the car to follow her, running around it as fast as he could and putting his hand onto her forehead to hold her while she still threw up. Y/n had no idea who held her, but she was grateful because everything, especially her head, felt so heavy, and without the person who held her she wouldn't be able to kneel anymore. Nancy was quick to follow, already preparing some handkerchiefs and a bottle of water.

Eddie was the one who realised she was bleeding, as he stared at the huge stain on the passenger seat. He felt the need to tell the others, to have them comfirm what was right before him, because he couldn't quite grasp it. His stuttering caught Robins attention, who then noticed it as well.

Her mind started racing, realising where Y/n bled, and then realising that she never just walked off with some guy. As the blonde put two and two together, she could feel tears coming up herself. God, that was what she meant when she said she didn't want to stain the seat...

"Shit, fuck." Robin whispered and walked off, brushing her hands through her face. "Fuck." She stated again, more loudly.

Y/n didn't even hear her, she still panicked as Steve rubbed circles on her back in a desperate attempt to sooth the crying girl.

"Sssssh, you're fine. It'll be fine. I'm right here. I got you, I won't let go." He assured .

Nancy and him exchanged a glance, as Nancy got up and handed Steve the supplies she had prepared.

The brunette woman walked towards Eddie, who got out of the car and seemed so livid, that she thought he was going to explode any second. He made an attempt to walk towards his best friend, but he seemed like he was about to scream, or hit something, anything, and Nancy stopped him.

"You're not being helpful." The brunette told him, but he shook his head. "You haven't seen it yet, have you?" He hissed, pointing to the car. Nancy shook her head in confusion, until the tears that now fell down the Metalheads cheeks got her moving, getting faster with every step until she reached the car and saw it herself.

"No." She breathed out. "No, no, no, no, no..."

Nancy looked at Robin, who never appeared more resigned, a silent conversation going on between them. They turned to Steve, the way he held Y/n, the way she would completely lose halt if he wouldn't be there. The way he whispered soothing words into her ear. They turned to Eddie, who kicked the tire of his car, running his hands through his hair with guilt written all over his face, and they turned to Y/n, understanding of what happened, what was done to her, washing over her, and how she held onto Steve like he was all she had and they thought that the person who did this to her, was worse than any upside down monster could ever be, because he was human.

I'll write a second part if you want one I guess. I'm not even sure if it's okay, I just needed to write this.

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Stranger Thing's Masterlist

*Smut | +Fluff | -Angst | •Undefined

Eddie Munson

The Lovecats +

Summary: Eddie swears he hates when Y/n is braiding his hair, but how could he when it makes her so happy?

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Summary: When Y/n gets raped, her friends try to help her overcome it. Platonic Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley and Jim Hopper x reader. Poc and plus-size friendly.

Steve Harrington

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Summary: When Y/n gets raped, her friends try to help her overcome it. Platonic Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley and Jim Hopper x reader. Poc and plus-size friendly.

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The Lovecats {Eddie Munson x reader}

Summary: Eddie swears he hates when Y/n is braiding his hair, but how could he when it makes her so happy?

Warnings: Mentions of smoking weed.

@christrepidationnn I hope you like this!! First Eddie thing I'm writing yay!

"That is the best part!" Eddie exclaimed joyfully as whatever Judas Priest song was playing now reached it's climax.

Y/n nodded in agreement, when in reality she was hardly paying attention. Instead, she was occupied running her fingers through his messy hair, trying to remove all the knots that he never brushed out.

They sat in comfortable silence (or not so silent, considering the volume of his music) in his trailer, with Eddie leaning against her and dozing off a bit, partly because it was late and he was tired, and partly because they smoked a bit weed together just twenty minutes earlier. There was some soap running on TV that neither of them paid any attention to.

When one strand of hair was finally smooth enough, she boldly started to braid it. Eddie always said he hated it with a passion, but he also never stopped her from doing so. That was enough for her to do it every time he fell asleep with his head in her lap.

Once she was finished, she secured it with one of the hair ties on her wrist (that she wore for him, not herself) and proudly admired her work.

He looked adorable.

Her finger found the next strand, and then the next and it took Eddie three braids, until he woke from his daze and realised what she was doing.

"Hell no!" He spoke in a disapproving manner as his hands fidgeted with the finished braids so he could properly look at them.

"You know I hate when you do this sweetheart, I mean it takes ages to get them out and it makes my hair all messy and it looks absolutely dumb and..." His ranting stopped as she did not pay any attention to his words and instead continued what she was doing. An overly dramatic sigh escaped him, as he crossed his arms and took pleasure in the feeling of her stroking through his hair.

God, she had no idea how pretty she looked, had she? The way she was so concentrated on twisting his hair, the way she was entirely overlooking his complaints. She was utterly beautiful and hands down the most adorable woman he had ever encountered. His gaze wandered around her features, admiring every inch of her until she startled him out of his thoughts.

"Done!" His girl exclaimed proudly and he finally pushed himself up. His feet carried him to the mirror, sighing once again as he observed the job she'd done. He looked like a kid. But through the mirror his eyes met hers, glowing with excitement, and there was no way he could be mad at her for it

(please give me feedback i really can't tell if this is okay 😭😭)

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.。･:*:･The Bridgerton Characters as Eyeshadow Palettes･:*:･。.

✿ Violet Bridgerton ✿

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✿ Queen Charlotte ✿

✿ Marina Thompson ✿

✿ Genevieve Delacroix ✿

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.。･:*:･The Featheringtons as Eyeshadow Palettes･:*:･。.

✿ Penelope Featherington ✿

✿ Philippa Featherington ✿

✿ Prudence Featherington ✿

✿ Portia Featherington ✿

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Happy Birthday, my Love. {Benedict Bridgerton x reader}

Summary: It's Y/n's birthday and her husband has a surprise prepared for her.

Warnings: None.

In celebration of my eighteenth birthday today, April 13th, you are receiving this little something. <3

When Y/n awoke thw warmth of her bed tempted her to sleep some more. Her hand tried to find her husband, but instead grabbed into the emptiness.

Finally, the young woman sat up. Where has Benedict gone off to? They had spent half of their night at one of Granvilles parties, had only gotten to bed at sunrise.

She called for her maid and got dressed. He had to be home. If something was planned today, he would've told her. Perhaps Kate and Anthonys child was arriving?

When she made it to her drawing room, there was a tiny envelope awaiting her on a silver tray. She broke the blue wax seal carefully to reveal her husband's handwriting in it.

My darling wife,

as today is such a special occasion I prepared a little something for you in the garden of Bridgerton house, before we will celebrate with my family. Please excuse my lack of presence this morning, I would have told you sooner, but it would hardly be a surprise then, right my love? I can hardly wait to see you,

Yours truly,

your husband.

Y/n could feel the heat in her cheeks rising, a large smile growing on her face.

How could she be so stupid? Through all the fuss with Anthony, Kate, Eloise and her own marriage, she entirely forgot her own birthday.

"Niles! Prepare a carriage, please!"

As the ride stopped at Bridgerton house she could not be more excited. It seemed as if she was already expected, as Eloise stood by the door.

"Y/n! Finally, you were taking ages." She exclaimed, as they greeted each other with a la bise. "What a nice way to congress someone to their birthday!" The older woman laughed.

"My dear brother is already awaiting you in our lawn. If you ask me this entire thing he has planned out is a bit corny, but I suppose he has the best intentions."

Y/n hooked her arms through Eloises as she walked her to the garden. "I am absolutely certain that I will adore whatever he has prepared."

The moment they arrived at the entrance Eloise stopped, yet encouraged her sister in law to continue on her own.

The garden of Bridgerton house never looked this breathtakingly beautiful. A small table that usually stood on the terrace was placed under the willow Y/n adored so much.

There was wine and grapes and, god forbid, a tiny cake with Bridgerton blue marzipan that looked like a piece of art. She could only guess that Benedict had prepared it himself.

"Do you like it?" His voice was so close to her ear that it startled her, but as she recognised it she turned to hug him.

"Are you out of your mind?" She giggled. "You should not need to make such fuss for me."

"I shall always need to make a fuss for the sake of my dear wife, shall I not?" His lips found her in a lovingly embrace.

He broke them apart, getting a disappointed powt in return. "I assure you, that we will have more than enough time for this once we return home. I want you to try the cake!"

Benedict glowed in excitement, almost like a little boy. He lead her to a chair, cutting a piece of the beautiful blue cake.

"Have you made it all by yourself?" Y/n asked in awe. He nodded eagerly.

"I hope you'll like it, my love." He speared a piece with a fork, before guiding it to his wife's mouth.

As she chewed, a sour taste spread on her tongue. "Is it citrus cake?" She asked, trying her best to keep up a neutral expression.

"It is." He answered."How is it?"

"You meant quite well with the citrus, my dear, have you not?" She finally made a disgusted grimace, as she spit the rest of the cake into a tissue.

Benedict exhaled in disappointment. "I'm so sorry. I tried my best." The second oldest Bridgerton assured.

She gave him yet another kiss. "It is quite beautiful still, that cake."

He smiled at her. "You are. Happy birthday, my love."

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.。･:*:･The Bridgerton Brothers as Eyeshadow Palettes･:*:･。.

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Fainted {Benedict Bridgerton x reader}

Summary: Y/n faints at a ball at Aubrey Hall, leaving Benedict to fear loosing the love of his life.

Warnings: Fainting, Pregnancy, mentions of a doctor, alcohol consumption, fear of death.

Y/n Bridgerton adored Aubrey Hall with every bone in her body. It was much more homey than London could ever be and it brought the entire family together.

So when Violet Bridgerton proposed the idea of staying in Aubrey Hall for a week and holding a ball, Y/n could not have been more excited.

Pall Mall with her brothers and sisters in law, private painting sessions with her husband and finally getting to snuggle dear little Augie again.

Every now and then, Y/n found a gathering with the ton quite refreshing, especially when it was in the safety of one's own place.

So she had preserved her prettiest blue dress, Bridgerton blue and exactly the colour of Benedicts eyes, to wear. She also allowed herself to not wear the pearls but the diamonds.

And when Y/n finally stepped out holding Benedicts arm comfortably, she was filled with joy.

"You look ravishing, my love. In fact, I'm certain you are the most breathtaking woman in all of the ton." His breath sent goosebumps down her spine and she could feel the heat climbing up her cheeks.

"Do not flatter me tonight, dear, or else I might be tempted to leave immediately, seeking privacy in our bedchamber's."

Benedict chuckled softly, and a beaming smile danced across his features. It was another day where he could not appreciate his wife more.

"Would that be so horrible? I must admit that I find such thoughts significantly more alluring than spending our night in a stuffy ballroom."

Standing in a more private corner, the second-born Bridgerton brother dared to carefully kiss her neck and suck on her flesh.

Y/n could feel the arousal building up in her stomach, but was startled out of the situation as she saw Violet, who was clearly looking for someone. She could only assume it was them.

The young woman carefully pushed her husband away, gave him a cheekily peck on the lips and turned to leave with a smile.

Benedict's gaze followed her with affection in his eyes, thankful for the woman he was allowed to call his wife.

Y/n found Violet and the older woman delightfully smiled at her. "There you are, dear! I feared you and Benedict would not show."

She took her hands in a motherly way and started wandering around with Y/n by her side. "The balls at Aubrey Hall are the only ones I truly enjoy. I wouldn't want to miss that." She told her mother in law honestly.

"And my son? Has he come down too?" There was suspicion swinging along in Violets tone, but Y/n's gaze spotted Benedict dancing with Eloise and she pointed his way.

Violet breathed out in relief. With one last warm smile, Violet let go of Y/n and strolled off to find Kate. Her and Anthony had just returned from their honeymoon.

Y/n stayed on the spot for a few seconds, a bit lost, until Benedict found her again.

"May I write my name on your dance card?" He joked and offered her a hand.

She took it gracefully and giggled. "Don't be silly, my love."

They danced two times, one waltz, before they decided to take a break. Benedict was occupied by Anthony who told him something about business that Y/n could not care less about.

She stood at the side, feeling a bit hot and carefully leaning onto a chair.

She had almost no time by herself, as Colin walked her way and offered a brotherly smile.

"Care for a dance?" He asked, and Y/n nodded eagerly.

She took his hand and they found their way to the dance floor. "Am I looking so lonely that you think I need saving?" She joked.

"Can I not dance with my sister in law just for the purpose of wanting to dance?" She laughed, as her eyes met those of Penelope Featherington.

"You should dance with Penelope, I am certain she will be delighted."

"I will dance with her later, of course." He answered.

The ballroom was incredibly warm and all the spinning around made Y/n feel dizzy. It was weird, she never once struggled with it. She wanted to blame it to the punch she had earlier, but it was only a single glass.

Colin seemed to notice, looking at her worriedly. "You look incredibly pale, are you not feeling well?" He asked as her eyes began to trail off into the nowhere.

"Do not concern yourself, I am quite alright." She quickly looked back at him and tried to assure with a slight smile, that she indeed was fine.

Both, Violet and Benedict Bridgerton watched from afar. It was quite obvious that Y/n was not feeling well and worry started to dwell up in them.

Benedicts feet already found their way to the dance floor, with the intention to collect his dear wife from his brother.

"Are you certain? Perhaps something to drink, or..." Colins sentence trailed off as Y/n's eyes turned away and she sank down in his arms.

Violet gasped audibly, hurrying to Y/n's side. Benedict was also there in seconds, picking his unconscious wife up from the ground.

The dancing around them stopped, soon the music was to follow abruptly and the attention of the entire room was on them.

"Good god!" Violet exclaimed worriedly, as her hands carefully brushed over Y/n's hair.

"What happened?" Benedict hissed at his younger brother.

Colin stuttered a bit, before he was finally able to form an entire sentence. "She suddenly looked pale and then she just... fell."

Benedict nodded, the fear for his wife making him dizzy as well.

Anthony and Kate were the next to come to their side, but before even more Bridgertons had the chance, Benedict carried Y/n out of the room.

He did not know how his mother handled the situation, but after a minute or two the music and the chatting began again.

He heard footsteps following him, but hardly payed attention to them as he hurried up the steps to their bedchamber.

"She surely just needs something to eat or drink." He heard Daphnes voice behind him, and he cursed her for it.

It had to be serious. She was a force of nature, there was no explanation in which she simply needed some water.

And good god, he couldn't lose her. He would never be able to live without her by his side. Tears collected in his eyes, and he was not ashamed as they started to fall.

Once he had placed her in their bed, Violet was quick to hush him out of the room. Benedict resisted, he didn't want to leave her alone.

If anything worse was to happen he wanted to be by her side, but everything passed by him like a bliss, and before he knew better Anthony grabbed his arm rather forcefully and took him to his office.

Colin was there as well, still looking a bit startled.

Anthony was quick to pour them some whiskey and Benedict was even quicker to pour it down his throat.

"She'll be alright." Anthony stated and appeared weirdly confident in that. His younger brother disliked it.

Y/n was so incredibly strong, he knew that, but one was quick to fade and he knew that as well.

"Daphne said she perhaps needed something to drink or eat. Surely she is right about that." Colin sounded incredibly far away, almost as if it wasn't him to talk at all.

Benedict scoffed, but Anthony nodded in agreement. "The doctor will be with her soon anyways, Y/n will be fine, Benedict. Do you hear me?"

Benedicts gaze was lost in the nowhere. He just wanted to be by her side. Why couldn't he just be by her side?

"Benedict? Are you listening?" His older brother urged him. He finally looked up, placing the glass on the desk and rubbing with his hands through his face.

Anthony did not hesitate and immediately filled the glasses for a second round.

They sat in silence for a while, until the oldest Bridgerton brother eagerly clapped his hands on his thighs and got up.

"You should go back down. The ball is still very much going on. I will stay with him." He grabbed Colins shoulder, who nodded in agreement, before standing up and heading back down.

Anthony walked towards his brother, comfortingly patting Benedicts back. It was a weird sight, how he sat there so exhausted, as if he was hardly there with him.

"Let's see if the doctor has arrived, brother." He paused, before continuing to speak.

"Y/n surely is fine. There could be a ton of different, hardly important reasons. Women are fainting all the time, are they not?" He chuckled slightly.

Benedicts eyes found Anthonys, but before Anthony had a chance to act, Benedict started to cry again.

It catched the oldest off guard. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Ben crying, but was certain it was more than a decade ago.

"I know I'm foolish. I know it's perhaps nothing to worry about, but she had been unwell the entire week and I noticed, but I didn't do anything. I should've..."

Benedict broke the sentence off, considering his words carefully.

"I should have done something, anthing. If something was to happen to her now, I were to blame. I could not bear to lose her. She's everything to me, she is my wife, the love of my life and my motivation and muse. Without her, I'd be nothing."

Their gaze met, the Viscount finding himself speechless at his brothers words.

He leaned against the desk, taking a deep breath before grabbing Benedicts shoulders.

"Listen, I know you're scared, I'd be too. I cannot possibly imagine what I would do if it was Kate and not Y/n, but do not let this bring you down yet. She will be okay. I am absolutely certain about that, because I know her. Y/n is incredibly brave, and you need to be as well. She needs her husband by her side when she awakens."

Anthony nodded reassuringly. The second-born Bridgerton finally managed a crooked smile, one that did not exactly reached his eyes, but told the older that he was thankful.

Gathering themselves for a few more minutes, they made their way back to Y/n.

Once they arrived, Violet was outside the closed door talking to the doctor. He seemed to be finished, turning to leave.

As Violet saw her two oldest sons, she sighed and smiled at them. Yet, there were tear in her eyes and she held a handkerchief, so Benedict was not too quick with his assumptions.

"Is she alright?" The words came out alot more urgent than he intended and his mother brushed over his arms in an attempt to console him.

"She is awake. You should go inside to see her."

He nodded, not daring to ask for a diagnosis.

With one last look to his brother, who encouragingly smiled at him, he entered.

Y/n was draped open far too many pillows, but she was awake and beaming with joy.

He hesitated to touch her, but the moment her fingers tangled around his, he wrapped his arms around her in relief.

"I am well, darling." She assured him, as she brushed through his hair.

He nodded, taking in her smell before letting go to observe her face. His fingers danced across her features as if he had not seen her in months.

"I was so afraid to lose you. What would I do without you by my side, my love?"

"You won't have to find out." She bit her lips, before they found his in a lovingly embrace.

"Would you like to know the reason behind the little scandal I caused?"

Y/n's voice sounded far to happy, almost teasingly. "Would I?" Her husband asked insecurely.

The young woman leaned forward, her voice just a whisper. "I am with child. I was a fool not to notice sooner."

Benedict shot back to look at her properly, stuttering out a few words. "Are you certain?" He asked, as his hands cupped her face in pure joy.

"I absolutely am. Your mother already knows and I'm sure your siblings are soon to follow, but right now it's just us in here." She giggled, as he leaned forward to shower her in kisses.

"I love you so much." Another kiss and his hand finding her belly. "Do you even know that I love you so much?" Yet another kiss, this time deeper.

"Do you know how much I love you?" She asked the counter question, and he shook his head with a bright smile across his face.

"You are impossible." He told her. "I love you. And I love this child, whatever it may be."

They melted into each other, as they enjoyed their moment of peace before all of the Bridgertons were to celebrate with them.

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