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@upsidedownwithsteve i swear ur writing gots me giggling and kicking my feet.

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Please make this go viral.

It is so important I don’t even care if you delete what I write here, just help it be seen. 

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Mission Failed, Successfully

Couple: Fem!Henderson!Reader x Steve Harrington

Summary: 20 year old Y/N Henderson had just finished Purdue and decided to go back to her lovely hometown, Hawkins. It all seems dreamy until she finds out about Dustin's little plan of you and your ex to get back together.

You'll find a whole lot of: angst angst angggstttuh, kind of fluff, violence, reader with anxiety, reader leaving steve cuz reader thinks steve deserves better, insomnia, jealous steve.

this is an AU where Vecna doesn't happen and stuff are changed according to the story

a/n: thank you for all the attention that the first part got, my writing isn't that good as the fan favorites but i appreciate the attention i got!

Part 2- Spy Max

...

2:17AM

You couldn't sleep that night.

Not because you were in love with the guy, (you totally were) but because of the mumble Steve had let out on your little quarrel earlier.

You walked back and forth in your room, trying to figure out if what he said was "Why'd you wonder who the girl is" or "I wonder who that girl is"

Still, you were only an ex. You don't know why you were obsessed with finding out what he said, given that you told your only friends in Hawkins (that being Eddie and Nancy) that you were totes over him. (You definitely weren't)

Despite Nancy and Eddie being the TOTAL opposite of each other, they some how bonded together and the three of you made the best trio. Brains, Looks, Looks and Brains. (You were the brains, as what you called your self)

Before you could get out of your room to get a glass of water, Dustin opened your door and looked real tired.

"Y/N, I wish you luck with your love life but I need to sleep, I have a session in 6 hours with Mike and Will and, whatever, please let me sleep." He complained, yawning in between words.

You nodded shyly in response and mouthed "sorry". He closed the door and you heard another door open, it closing seconds after.

You fell back to your bed, face frowning because you still didn't figure out what it meant.

Seconds later, you heard your phone ring, running to it to answer. You didn't want to bother Dustin no more. You felt bad as he needed sleep and all you were giving him was 2 minute naps.

"Hello?" You whisper, waiting for the other person on the line to answer.

"Its Eddie, Jesus Christ. Its 3:21 in the morning." He whispers-shouts. You were shocked by hearing Eddie's voice. You failed to go around his trailer because you thought he was off to college. You were 2 grades above him, but he never failed to treat you like the best little sister.

You thought he only got held back once, jokes on you!

"Held back, really? Twice?!" You ask sarcastically, giggling.

"Dustin told me you won't sleep." He said in a rough voice, sounding like a little birdie woke him up.

Well, a little birdie did, in fact, wake him up.

"You totally aren't over Steve, Y/N. Your insomnia's kicking in again." He commented, yawning at the end.

It was a fact, but you didn't want it to be a fact.

"So.." You reply, heart beating rapidly.

You didn't want to break up with him, but you needed to put an end to your spiraling mind. "Does he think I'm ugly?" "Am I acting spoiled?"

"So get up, and ask him. Maybe get some sleep, y'know." he suggested.

"I can't, Dustin doesn't know and I don't want him knowing." You yawn, tapping your foot lightly.

"Can't help you, sis. G'night" he ends the call quickly.

You fall back again into your bed, feeling more doozy than before.

...

8:16AM

You woke up in an awkward position, head aching.

You stood up, put on a shirt and headed to the kitchen while wearing an oversized crop top and pajama shorts.

Your eyes roamed around the kitchen, seeing Max, Will, Mike, Lucas, El, Robin, Eddie, and.. Him.

"Is this your hang out place now?" You let out a laugh, preparing your PB&J breakfast.

They all nod in agreement, others just ignoring me and eating whatever was in our cabinets.

Mom had left for work earlier than anticipated, leaving me and Dustin alone for a couple of hours until they came to the house.

"Eds! I cannot believe I'd be seeing you again after 4 years." You run to him, heading in for a hug.

You both hugged for a good second, pulling back seconds later.

He kissed your cheek and tucked your hair behind your ear, smiling, "get him back" he whispered for only the both of you to hear.

You only ignore what he said, walking back to your seat and giving him a "stop doing that" look.

You felt extremely uncomfortable just because you knew Steve was only playing with you; that's why he (kinda) flirted with you on your past encounters. He was just flirting with you. No more, no less.

He nodded and walked closer to Lucas to talk with him.

Steve looked, jealous. He gave you the jealous look. He sighed when you were talking to Eddie, and sighed when he kissed you on the cheek.

"Whats the agenda today?" You took a bite on your sandwich, voice muffled as you spoke

"The hangout place, close to the park. Steve rented it." Dustin answered, checking his bag to see if he had left anything he needed in his room.

"Yeah, its gonna be so fun, there's guitars and cards and shit!" Robin added, giggling out of excitement.

"You should come, you know. You look like the type of person who would enjoy Truth or Dare!" Max suggested, grinning like she'd seen an angel.

"Max, snap out of it. You look like you have a crush on the chick" Robin jokingly nudges Max, causing Max to slightly feel embarrassed

"It happens, babe. Can't help being pretty!" You say jokingly, taking a sip of your water before placing it on the kitchen counter, winking at Max as you do so.

"I don't really mind, If Max wants me to come, I will. I gotta make sure its okay for whoever will pay for the fees though, I am very clumsy" You laugh, searching for answers on whos gonna pay.

You see Steve awkwardly raising his hands, gulping and tapping rapidly on the island.

You nod your head and say, "Sure, I have to change though. 20 minutes!" You hurriedly went back to your room to get ready.

...

Steve's POV

He yawned and sat in his chair, thinking about something.

"Steve, are we even gonna fit the car?" Dustin asks, but no. There was no response. Instead, it was just Steve looking into the counter, looking like he'd seen a demon.

Dustin called him twice, thrice, four times, and five times.

Still no response.

"Dude, you've been acting so weird ever since you met Y/N. Do you have a thing for her or something?!" Dustin questioned, looking over to find a flustered Steve.

"Shit" Eddie mumbles under his breath, looking over at Robin, who so clearly knew everything.

The only people that knew about it were you, Nancy, Eddie, Steve and soon Robin.

"Shit! Shit! They definitely know something! Spill it out, headshits!" Max excitedly yells, waiting for the three's response.

Steve stepped out of the trance as he heard one of his kids curse, turning his attention to Max.

"Mayfield, watch your mouth. I'd rather you be all up on Y/N than cursing me out like i'm some boy you lost digdug to!" Steve scolded Max, Max slightly frowns and looks away.

Dustin sighs, his hand falling on the cold counter, it making a sound.

"Oh my gods! Do you dipshits not realize that there's always some sort of sexual tension when they're near each other? I bet they have cwushies on each other oR.." Max yells out of the blue, thinking hard, only for her to realize that..

They might've dated.

"No shit!" Max denied.

"N– Well— Y– Maybe." he mumbles, slowly regretting life's decisions.

"Oh shit! Steve dated the once sweetheart of Hawkins!" Max laughed pointing at Steve, almost dying of laughter.

Sweetheart of Hawkins. You were indeed once the sweetheart of Hawkins, not until you left for college, you were replaced with none other than Chrissy Cunningham. And a LOT of people tell you that she isn't half as pretty as you are. Its tolerable. But you don't really like being compared. Especially to a senior.

"Your fucked, Harrington. Ya hear me? Fucked!" Eddie laughs, covering his face with his hands, almost slipping out of his chair.

"My SISTER?!" Dustin shouted, fake gagging and making sounds of disgust.

"I knew it! They we're head over heels for each other!" Mike joins, laughing and pointing.

...

"Whats going on in there?!" You ask yourself.

You had a pretty clean look, a pink one-off shoulder shirt, white mini shorts and lycra tights. Put your hair into a bun and clear lipgloss on your lips.

You get out of your room, only to see everyone happy except for Steve, Dustin and Robin

You realize.

Some shit is about to go down.

...

The car drive consisted of everyone being noisy except Eddie, Dustin and Steve. They knew how much you got mad when boundaries were crossed, and they'd be lying if they said that you wouldn't kill Steve if you found out that Dustin knew about your guys' relationship.

You decided not to question it, too scared to turn down the excitement of the kids for the Hang Out place they rented.

Steve stole quick glances when he thought you weren't looking, boy. You were.

It made your whole body explode in some sort of way, butterflies finding their way to your stomach.

...

TBC! ❤️

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here's a quick snippet of the second chapter, it will be out 4AM US Time!

ps: i had just had my braces put, and i haven't been able to hold my laptop for the past few days so i wrote on my IPad. This will include a Steve Pov!

Any guesses on what the scenario is on here? 🫣🫣

Mission Failed, Successfully

Couple: Fem!Henderson!Reader x Steve Harrington

Summary: 20 year old Y/N Henderson had just finished Purdue and decided to go back to her lovely hometown, Hawkins. It all seems dreamy until she finds out about Dustin's little plan of you and your ex to get back together.

You'll find a whole lot of: angst angst angggstttuh, kind of fluff, violence, reader with anxiety, reader leaving steve cuz reader thinks steve deserves better.

a/n: I don't really know how bad this is but I'm proud of it hehehe

Part 1 - Pet names and Confessions

"Thanks Y/N!" Dustin says, gathering his bag and other belongings before leaving your car to hang out with his friends, that being the same, Mike, Will, and Lucas.

You left 2 months earlier, before the whole upside-down thing happened, and when you came back, it was all Dustin could talk about for 4 straight days.

You dropped him off at the usual hangout place for the boys, Mike's house. You'd never been a real fan of Mike, really, just because he can become cocky when he doesn't get his way, and believe me, he never does.

While you were waiting for Dustin to get off the car, you saw a red-headed girl and a ridiculously short-haired girl, screaming Dustin's name and telling him to "Hurry the hell up, Dustin!" "Steve has a shift in 15 minutes, you dingus!"

Steve.. it sounded familiar, though you thought it was just from the movies you'd watched.

Then, it hits you.

No...

STEVE

"Hey, Y/N! Um, do you want to meet my new friends? " But you're still stunned.

You remembered the rather painful past of yours when you were the same age as Dustin. All because of the mention of your first lover's name.

You were shortly snapped out of the trance when Dustin started pulling on your arm and tutting.

"Y/N! C'mon. Oh my Lordddd, "Dustin huffed.

You did Dustin's request and left the car, walking up to the Wheeler's doorstep.

You gave the two girls a smile, and they gave you shy greetings in response.

"This is Y/N! My sister! " Dustin cheered, introducing you to the unfamiliar faces.

"Y/N, Max and El, Max and El, Y/N," Dustin sternly said, slightly embarrassed as he was the only one doing the talking.

"Jesus Christ, Henderson, you little shit, do you want to go to the arcade or-" Steve barged into the four of you, flabbergasted at the sight of you.

You're both looking at each other in pure shock, leaving the little kids confused.

You chose to ignore him and went inside the house, revealing Lucas and Will on the couch and one cool-looking short-haired girl.

Will gasped at the sight of you, running toward you for a hug.

"Y/N! Finally! I've missed you! " The boy greeted you, pulling you in for a hug.

You both hugged for a decent amount of time until the short-haired girl walked up to the both of you.

Okay, bowl cut, who is this? " The girl joked, pointing at you.

"Hi! Um, I'm Y/N, Dustin's sister? You are? " You stretch your hand out for a handshake.

"Robin, um, Robin Buckley." Steve's friend. " Her eyes widened, looking shocked while she shook your hand and hurriedly burst through the door.

The rest of the people greeted you and talked to you, except for Steve and Robin, who were talking, not so quietly, outside the house.

You could hear them arguing and talking about a girl.

It wasn't much of your worry as you're the ex, not the current. You had no right to be snooping and listening in on their conversation.

Even though you really wanted to.

..

It was 2:13; an hour had passed since you dropped Dustin off and made contact with his old friends; two people your age and the coolest girl Dustin's age. We're quite shocked that Dustin became friends with them, but it would be too unmannered to comment on it, especially since you're his sister.

You wanted to read a book, but you just couldn't. Your focus and the one thing your mind was set on was Steve Harrington. Dustin's friend.

Why? Nothing, maybe just because he was your first boyfriend, the first boy to whom you said "I love you," to whom you lost your virginity, and who you broke up with for "no reason."

Well, maybe not nothing.

You needed to get your mind off of it because it was driving you insane. You felt like a coke bottle that had mentos in it with the lid on. If you took the lid off, it would explode. Right now, your lid is Dustin. Dustin does not know that you dated Steve. He just can't.

You put on a decent pair of boots and searched for your car keys to drive yourself to the park.

It was, and still is, your favorite place. It was the only place in Hawkins that made you feel at ease, and you swore to everyone you knew that nothing in that park could make your mood worse.Or so you thought.

You sat on one of the benches, book in hand.

You were about to open the book when a ball hit the side of your face, very badly. It hurt badly.

"Fucking bastard!" you whispered under your breath, setting the book aside, reaching for the ball only to be picked up by none other than Steve Harrington.

Of course, abso-fucking-lutely.

"That hurt, love?" He asked, cupping your face with one of his hands.

Your whole body shrivelled at the sound of him calling you the same pet name he had for you before, when you were dating.

Maybe he thought it was nothing, but it gave you a knotting sensation in your stomach, and not in a good way.

"Love? What are we? Dating? " You stood up, finding it hard to process the words coming out of your mouth.

You tried to act cool and smug, but his eyes just didn't agree with the plan.

He let out a fake laugh, looking at the trees that surrounded the both of you before actually replying.

You stood there trying to look scary and shit while he was just giving you a smile, clearly not scared of you. In fact, it looked like he wanted to laugh at you.

"No, we aren't." He spoke, tucking your hair behind your ears, his hand remaining in your ear.

It was sweet. He was trying to be sweet, but you were mad. You didn't want to fall for him again.

"Then don't call me Love, Steve. Don't flirt with me. You're flirting with your friend's sister." You rambled, taking your book with you, and hurried out of the park to your car.

You look at the rearview mirror. You're pouting. You looked sad. You could see in the corner of your eyes, Steve, who was looking at you, or the car.

Tears threatened your eyes as you once more rewound the past you had with him. There were times when you truly believed you were free.

Yes, you ended up weeping in your car, just because of a silly thought.

You drove back to your house faster than you usually do, millions of thoughts crossing your brain.

..

You heard an alarm go off, signaling it was already 6:45.

The reason that you had set an alarm was because Dustin wanted you to pick him up at Mike's house after his very "awesome" day, which he was going to tell you all about over dinner.

You ended up crying yourself to sleep and it worked. Time passed by, and now you're most probably going to see Steve again.

You change into an ABBA shirt and decent-sized shorts and put some makeup on. You never really liked makeup. The powdery feeling of it just makes you very uncomfortable. So your usual makeup routine included powder and lipgloss.

You tied your hair up and opened your door, revealing Steve Harrington.

"I drove him here." He said as he closed the door behind him.

A million thoughts crossed your head at the thought of him making an effort to see you.

What does this mean, you say to yourself?

He walked over to you, looking around your room.

"Still a sucker for pink, aren't you?" He jeered, playing with random figurines you had on your shelves.

"Harrington, what the hell do you want?" You grunt, putting a hand on your waist.

"Love. It's been 4 fucking years. You gon na tell me why you broke up with me? " He asked, still more calm than ever.

His scent made you go wild.

So fucking wild.

"Not that it really matters to you because you probably fucked thousands of bitches when I left. Why does any of this even concern you, huh? I don't think the girl you were talking about earlier with your friend would really like this. " You snapped, raising your voice and stepping closer to him with every sentence.

He looked scared, really scared. Every time you got closer, he took a step back, his eyes changing moods when you started speaking.

"I wonder who that girl is," he mumbled, looking away.

You couldn't hear what he said but couldn't care less about it. You still know the situation you're in. You're in a room with your (hot) ex, and you're barely 7 inches away from each other.

"I don't know how you find any of the guts to act like this, especially when you're the one who broke up with me, the one who told ME that I was dumb. And for.. I don't know, breaking up with me for no reason at all?" He barked, slamming the door behind you.

You stood there, shocked.

You were shocked.

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Mission Failed, Successfully

Couple: Fem!Henderson!Reader x Steve Harrington

Summary: 20 year old Y/N Henderson had just finished Purdue and decided to go back to her lovely hometown, Hawkins. It all seems dreamy until she finds out about Dustin's little plan of you and your ex to get back together.

You'll find a whole lot of: angst angst angggstttuh, kind of fluff, violence, reader with anxiety, reader leaving steve cuz reader thinks steve deserves better.

a/n: I don't really know how bad this is but I'm proud of it hehehe

Part 1 - Pet names and Confessions

"Thanks Y/N!" Dustin says, gathering his bag and other belongings before leaving your car to hang out with his friends, that being the same, Mike, Will, and Lucas.

You left 2 months earlier, before the whole upside-down thing happened, and when you came back, it was all Dustin could talk about for 4 straight days.

You dropped him off at the usual hangout place for the boys, Mike's house. You'd never been a real fan of Mike, really, just because he can become cocky when he doesn't get his way, and believe me, he never does.

While you were waiting for Dustin to get off the car, you saw a red-headed girl and a ridiculously short-haired girl, screaming Dustin's name and telling him to "Hurry the hell up, Dustin!" "Steve has a shift in 15 minutes, you dingus!"

Steve.. it sounded familiar, though you thought it was just from the movies you'd watched.

Then, it hits you.

No...

STEVE

"Hey, Y/N! Um, do you want to meet my new friends? " But you're still stunned.

You remembered the rather painful past of yours when you were the same age as Dustin. All because of the mention of your first lover's name.

You were shortly snapped out of the trance when Dustin started pulling on your arm and tutting.

"Y/N! C'mon. Oh my Lordddd, "Dustin huffed.

You did Dustin's request and left the car, walking up to the Wheeler's doorstep.

You gave the two girls a smile, and they gave you shy greetings in response.

"This is Y/N! My sister! " Dustin cheered, introducing you to the unfamiliar faces.

"Y/N, Max and El, Max and El, Y/N," Dustin sternly said, slightly embarrassed as he was the only one doing the talking.

"Jesus Christ, Henderson, you little shit, do you want to go to the arcade or-" Steve barged into the four of you, flabbergasted at the sight of you.

You're both looking at each other in pure shock, leaving the little kids confused.

You chose to ignore him and went inside the house, revealing Lucas and Will on the couch and one cool-looking short-haired girl.

Will gasped at the sight of you, running toward you for a hug.

"Y/N! Finally! I've missed you! " The boy greeted you, pulling you in for a hug.

You both hugged for a decent amount of time until the short-haired girl walked up to the both of you.

Okay, bowl cut, who is this? " The girl joked, pointing at you.

"Hi! Um, I'm Y/N, Dustin's sister? You are? " You stretch your hand out for a handshake.

"Robin, um, Robin Buckley." Steve's friend. " Her eyes widened, looking shocked while she shook your hand and hurriedly burst through the door.

The rest of the people greeted you and talked to you, except for Steve and Robin, who were talking, not so quietly, outside the house.

You could hear them arguing and talking about a girl.

It wasn't much of your worry as you're the ex, not the current. You had no right to be snooping and listening in on their conversation.

Even though you really wanted to.

..

It was 2:13; an hour had passed since you dropped Dustin off and made contact with his old friends; two people your age and the coolest girl Dustin's age. We're quite shocked that Dustin became friends with them, but it would be too unmannered to comment on it, especially since you're his sister.

You wanted to read a book, but you just couldn't. Your focus and the one thing your mind was set on was Steve Harrington. Dustin's friend.

Why? Nothing, maybe just because he was your first boyfriend, the first boy to whom you said "I love you," to whom you lost your virginity, and who you broke up with for "no reason."

Well, maybe not nothing.

You needed to get your mind off of it because it was driving you insane. You felt like a coke bottle that had mentos in it with the lid on. If you took the lid off, it would explode. Right now, your lid is Dustin. Dustin does not know that you dated Steve. He just can't.

You put on a decent pair of boots and searched for your car keys to drive yourself to the park.

It was, and still is, your favorite place. It was the only place in Hawkins that made you feel at ease, and you swore to everyone you knew that nothing in that park could make your mood worse.Or so you thought.

You sat on one of the benches, book in hand.

You were about to open the book when a ball hit the side of your face, very badly. It hurt badly.

"Fucking bastard!" you whispered under your breath, setting the book aside, reaching for the ball only to be picked up by none other than Steve Harrington.

Of course, abso-fucking-lutely.

"That hurt, love?" He asked, cupping your face with one of his hands.

Your whole body shrivelled at the sound of him calling you the same pet name he had for you before, when you were dating.

Maybe he thought it was nothing, but it gave you a knotting sensation in your stomach, and not in a good way.

"Love? What are we? Dating? " You stood up, finding it hard to process the words coming out of your mouth.

You tried to act cool and smug, but his eyes just didn't agree with the plan.

He let out a fake laugh, looking at the trees that surrounded the both of you before actually replying.

You stood there trying to look scary and shit while he was just giving you a smile, clearly not scared of you. In fact, it looked like he wanted to laugh at you.

"No, we aren't." He spoke, tucking your hair behind your ears, his hand remaining in your ear.

It was sweet. He was trying to be sweet, but you were mad. You didn't want to fall for him again.

"Then don't call me Love, Steve. Don't flirt with me. You're flirting with your friend's sister." You rambled, taking your book with you, and hurried out of the park to your car.

You look at the rearview mirror. You're pouting. You looked sad. You could see in the corner of your eyes, Steve, who was looking at you, or the car.

Tears threatened your eyes as you once more rewound the past you had with him. There were times when you truly believed you were free.

Yes, you ended up weeping in your car, just because of a silly thought.

You drove back to your house faster than you usually do, millions of thoughts crossing your brain.

..

You heard an alarm go off, signaling it was already 6:45.

The reason that you had set an alarm was because Dustin wanted you to pick him up at Mike's house after his very "awesome" day, which he was going to tell you all about over dinner.

You ended up crying yourself to sleep and it worked. Time passed by, and now you're most probably going to see Steve again.

You change into an ABBA shirt and decent-sized shorts and put some makeup on. You never really liked makeup. The powdery feeling of it just makes you very uncomfortable. So your usual makeup routine included powder and lipgloss.

You tied your hair up and opened your door, revealing Steve Harrington.

"I drove him here." He said as he closed the door behind him.

A million thoughts crossed your head at the thought of him making an effort to see you.

What does this mean, you say to yourself?

He walked over to you, looking around your room.

"Still a sucker for pink, aren't you?" He jeered, playing with random figurines you had on your shelves.

"Harrington, what the hell do you want?" You grunt, putting a hand on your waist.

"Love. It's been 4 fucking years. You gon na tell me why you broke up with me? " He asked, still more calm than ever.

His scent made you go wild.

So fucking wild.

"Not that it really matters to you because you probably fucked thousands of bitches when I left. Why does any of this even concern you, huh? I don't think the girl you were talking about earlier with your friend would really like this. " You snapped, raising your voice and stepping closer to him with every sentence.

He looked scared, really scared. Every time you got closer, he took a step back, his eyes changing moods when you started speaking.

"I wonder who that girl is," he mumbled, looking away.

You couldn't hear what he said but couldn't care less about it. You still know the situation you're in. You're in a room with your (hot) ex, and you're barely 7 inches away from each other.

"I don't know how you find any of the guts to act like this, especially when you're the one who broke up with me, the one who told ME that I was dumb. And for.. I don't know, breaking up with me for no reason at all?" He barked, slamming the door behind you.

You stood there, shocked.

You were shocked.

...

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So you're telling me, they just left his body there? In the upside down forever? That no one cared or mourned but Dustin? That they let him be called a murderer and cult leader with no one fighting back against those allegations? That max can survive several broken bones and a whole standoff with vecna but Eddie dies in vain to fulfill some heroic redemption arc that wasn't necessary? He deserved better than that. Fuck you stranger Things and the way you introduce characters just to kill them off.

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I am officially 19, but still reading Eddie fan fictions and currently wondering how it got to the point where my requirements are 12, still living though 😍😍. Promised my dead grandmother I'd be a lawyer idk if that's gonna happen LMAOAOAOAJDHSHHWEH miss u lola. this is very random guys HAHAHAH

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NOW THIS. THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL A MASTERPIECE

Needy

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Requested? No, this was very much just a passion project lmaoooo I’m a whore, enjoy

Rating: R, so so very R. Minors GET AWAY!!!!

Warnings: smut, subspace, sub!reader, dom!Eddie, public sex (they’re at Eddie’s trailer but they are not alone), finger sucking, daddy kink, p in v, riding, showering together, language, kissing, voyeurism (?). 

You’d woken up still in subspace, which wasn’t super surprising to Eddie but it was going to make the rest of the day a little harder for the both of you. He had worked you pretty hard the night before and he made sure to give you all the aftercare he knew you needed, but he couldn’t pull you back out of your head. He decided to let you sleep, hoping that you would wake up without that little haze over your eyes and make one of your classic snide remarks about how one day he was gonna put you in the hospital.

Needless to say, you didn’t sleep it off. You woke to Eddie trying to slip out of bed to shower causing your eyes to go wide, little tears threatening to spill over while whimpering for him. “Why are you leaving me, daddy?” He whipped his head around to see your pouty expression, knowing right away what was happening to you.

“It’s not Daddy, baby. It’s Eddie. I gotta shower.” He made one last attempt at trying to bring you back to the surface of your brain, even though he knew that if sleep didn’t reset you, he probably couldn’t either. Your bottom lip started to quiver as you looked him in the eyes.

“Daddyyyyy. Why can’t I shower with you?” The look on your face almost broke his heart, he always hated seeing you sad no matter how many times he’d been through this you. He knew in that moment that he would just have to work with you today.

“You can, sweetheart. Let’s go.” He saw the light come back into your eyes as you wiped your tears away and jumped up from the bed, smiling at him as he led you into the bathroom. Eddie turned on the water as he saw you taking your clothes off. When he got the water to the right temperature, he held his hand out to help you into the shower. He took his time washing your hair and body, making sure he didn’t let his hands linger too long in one place. He knew if he got you started even a little bit, you wouldn’t be leaving the house and you had plans today.

He managed to wash his own hair and body at record speed when you’d finally let him take his hands off of you long enough. You got out and Eddie dried you both off and walked you back into the bedroom. You picked out one of Eddie’s shirts and a skirt that you’d left here to wear today.

“Now, what if I had wanted that shirt, princess?” He said with a smile on his face, so that you knew he was joking. “Eh, my clothes always look much better on you anyway.” You sent him a shy smile before looking down, lifting your hand to put your thumb in your mouth. Eddie saw the action and pulled your hand back down to your side.

“No fingers, angel. Let me go get you a popsicle.” He walked to the kitchen quickly and reappeared with your favorite flavor of ice pop, one that he kept stocked in his freezer for these situations specifically. Your oral fixation was a nasty one and most of the time he couldn’t just keep his fingers in your mouth for you to suck on all day. He tore the plastic open with this teeth and put the popsicle in your mouth, putting his free hand on the side of your face and stroking your cheek. “There you go, pretty girl. That’s much better, right?”

You nodded, looking up at him as you sucked on the ice. “Thank you, daddy.” Eddie thought he might lose it from the sight of you stood so pretty in front of him, but he gathered himself quite quickly and started leading you to the front door of the trailer.

“Alright, let’s go. I have a campaign to run and the kids are gonna be there, so I need you to be good. Can you do that for me, honey?” He stopped you before opening the door to wait for your answer. You nodded at him with the popsicle still in your mouth and he decided not to press you to answer him verbally. Appeasing you was Eddie’s best bet at making it through the day without any slip ups.

He opened the door and let you go out first, seeing you run down the stairs and wait by the passenger side of his van. He slammed the door to make sure it was fully shut and came down to get you into the car. When he got into the driver’s seat, he took one last look over at you and started driving to the school for today’s D&D meeting. The drive there was great, a relief to Eddie since sometimes you got a little bratty when you were like this. He joked around with you and played your favorite songs; he made a mixtape of all of your favorites when you first started dating and he had about three of them now. By the time you pulled up to the school, you were both laughing your heads off. As you went inside Eddie was chasing you down the hallway, reaching out to grab your waist and tickle you. All the kids were watching you two laugh and have fun as they stood outside of the door to their room. Eddie was the only one with the key, so they all needed him to be there in order to get in.

“Okay, okay. As cute as this is, can you hurry up and let us in?” Mike rolled his eyes at the two of you, clearly just missing El. Eddie saw your pupils dilate and your face drop at the thought that you were upsetting someone, which made him take your face in his hands and give you a sweet kiss. The reassurance made you feel much better.

“Gross.” Dustin mumbled under his breath. For a bunch of kids that had girlfriends, they had a lot of issues with the tiniest bit of PDA.

“My lovely lady is anything but gross.” Eddie held your hand as he unlocked the door, letting the kids file in and take their seats. He sat down at his throne and pulled you down to rest on his lap, knowing that you wouldn’t have it any other way. You got comfortable in his lap as he got his set up ready and he had to ignore the way that you moved your ass against him, knowing that you didn’t mean to. 

When he was finished setting up and waiting for the kids to get their things in order, he noticed you whimper slightly. He turned his head to look at you and saw that you had finished your popsicle, needing something else to occupy your mouth. He took the stick from you and tossed it into the trash can before waving his hand in Gareth’s direction, who came in late without you noticing. 

“Hey, grab me a sucker from that drawer, will you?” He nodded and got up, knowing exactly why he kept that drawer full of the sweet treats. He’d seen you slip away a few too many times in this room and at his house during band practices. He handed Eddie the lollipop with a wink, and sat back down. Your boyfriend unwrapped the sucker for you, just as he had earlier in the day, and handed it to you. “That better, baby?” He pinched your cheek and smiled at you as you nodded, your need satiated for the moment. 

“Dude, you’re so whipped. She 100% could’ve gotten that herself.” Lucas said incredulously as he watched Eddie tend to you lovingly. 

“Yeah, well, when you’ve got a woman this good you never wanna let her lift a finger. Proud to be whipped, boys.” He gave you one last look as he took his dice out of their bag, then turned back to his friends. “Let’s get started.”

The game went on pretty smoothly, you were able to keep yourself under control for the most part as long as you had a lollipop. You only grinded yourself against Eddie’s thigh a couple times and each time his hard grip on your thigh was enough to get you to calm yourself back down. The kids made only a few comments about you not talking as much as you usually did, they were all shut down with quick explanations from Eddie about how you were just tired from staying up to have a horror marathon with him last night. He found himself feeling lucky that they were either really gullible or easily distracted by the current game. 

The campaign ended with Eddie “winning”, you still weren’t sure what exactly to call it when the players were stumped by the campaign, and he celebrated by kissing you on the cheek and giving you a big hug from behind. You smiled from ear to ear at the sudden burst of attention, having been too neglected for you liking during the whole game. The kids and Gareth groaned in frustration at having been beat by yet another one of Eddie’s campaigns, as if they hadn’t asked him not to go easy on them for this one. 

“Okay, I’ll see you all at the next one? Wednesday after school?” Eddie asked the party as he locked the door to the room, still keeping a hand on you. A chorus of yeses came from your friends as they all dispersed and you both headed back to the van. Once you both got in, Eddie grabbed your thigh and gave it al light squeeze. 

“You did so good in there, my love. We have to meet Steve and Robin at the trailer for that movie he’s been begging to watch with us, but then that’s it. Can you hold on for just another hour or two? Then Daddy’ll give you anything you want.” He turned your head to make you look at him in the eyes, needing an answer from you before he started driving. 

“Yes, daddy, I can do it.” You popped the sucker back into your mouth after confirming with him, still staring him in the eyes until he looked away and turned on the car.

“Good girl. Let’s go see our friends.” He smiled, driving in the direction of his trailer where he knew the two best friends would already be waiting for them.

…

Eddie’s suspicions were confirmed as he pulled into the grass outside of his trailer, seeing Steve’s car already outside. He and Robin had already let themselves in, as was routine for when they came over and Wayne wasn’t there. You and Eddie hopped out of the van and walked up the steps, he opened the door for you and you walked in. Your eyes lit up as soon as you saw your friends; as much as you wanted your daddy right now, you also loved when they came over.

“Hey, guys!” Robin stood up and pulled you in for a tight hug which you reciprocated, eyes pinched shut as you smiled with the wooden stick from your lollipop still in your mouth.

“Hi, Ro!” The tinge of shyness in your voice made Robin pull back and look you in the face, one of her hands going under your chin to lift your head up and make you look at her. Her eyebrows scrunched together in concern as she studied your face; she could tell something was off, but she didn’t know what.

“You okay, babe?” She was genuine in her question, still not letting go of you.

“I’m great!” You gave her a big smile as you pulled away and moved to hug Steve, who’d just finished a little catch up after his handshake with Eddie. “Hey, Stevie!” You looked up at the taller man with big eyes as he opened his arms to hug you.

“Hey, y/n, how ya doin’?” He pulled you in for a hug while exchanging a look of confusion with Robin. You never called him Stevie in a genuine sense, only with a sarcastic tone as you ruffled his hair. Robin shrugged her shoulders at him and turned around to find her place on the couch, deciding that it wasn’t worth it to question your weird attitude as long as you didn’t seem upset.

You caught up a bit with Steve and Robin, still chewing on the stick between your lips as they spoke, occasionally making eye contact with Eddie as he stood in the kitchen. He could tell your patience was wearing thin and he needed to get this movie started as soon as possible.

“Hey, Steve, would you mind putting in the tape so y/n and I can get us all some snacks?” He said from the kitchen, beckoning you over to him as Steve nodded to him. You walked over to where your boyfriend was standing and leaned into his body. He moved away slightly so that he could look you in the eyes, causing you to pout, thinking that he didn’t want to touch you.

“Baby, you’ve gotta hold on for me, okay? I can see you slipping even further, I need you to stay with me just a little longer.” He put one hand on the side of your face as he pulled another ice pop from the freezer to give to you.

“I don’t want that, daddy, I want your fingers. I need you, daddy, pleaseeee.” You whined, your mind going foggier by the second as all you could think about was Eddie. He looked at you with pity in his eyes and he wished he could give you everything you wanted from him right now. He thought about kicking your friends out so he could do it, but he knew it’d be rude. As Eddie was comforting you, Steve was witnessing the conversation and catching onto everything. He’d seen you like this once before, but that time he had been kicked out before you could get too needy. What he saw right now was much more severe than it had been that day, you were looking at Eddie like you were burst into tears if he went anywhere without you. He saw Eddie put the popsicle in your mouth and stroke your arm to soothe you.

You and Eddie walked back into the living room, sitting down on the couch. He wouldn’t let you sit on his lap this time, but he wrapped an arm around your shoulder so you could lay your head on his shoulder. Steve sat down beside Eddie and shot a wink at Robin, who he’d caught up on the situation. She was smirking, very excited to see how the night would unfold.

As the movie went on, you were growing needier. Eddie was barely touching you beyond the arm around you, but you felt like you were on fire. You kept squirming in his arms, unable to focus on the movie playing in front of you.

“Baby, please.” Eddie whispered in your ear. “I need you to try to calm down.” You whined as quietly as possible, jutting out your bottom lip in a pathetic pout. He reached up to tap it with his thumb, but you caught it with your tongue and took it into your mouth. You sucked his thumb into your mouth, holding his wrist with both hands as you got a taste of what you’d been wanting the whole day. Eddie was stunned at your boldness to be doing this in front of your friends. He snapped himself out of it and pulled his thumb out of your mouth. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Oh, she’s just needy, Eds. Be nice to her.” Robin chimed in, startling Eddie.

“Yeah, Eddie, she’s all fuzzy. She can’t help it.” Steve joined the conversation, making it clear that everyone in the room knew about you. Eddie’s eyes went wide, still holding your face in his hand as he turned to look at Steve. “Don’t look at me like that. You know I’ve seen this happen before, and your girl’s not very good at hiding it.”

“Let me guess.” Robin leaned forward in her chair, wide smirk still painting her face. “You fucked a little too hard last night, got her brain all foggy. It bled over into today. Right?”

Eddie had to take a second to think about how he wanted to play this. On the one hand, he didn’t want anyone else to see you this way. It was only for him. On the other hand, you were still really needy and you didn’t seem to be bothered by the whole thing. Sure, your brain was a little scattered, but you always let him know when you didn’t like something even when you were like this. He looked at your little doe eyes and decided that he needed to be a good boyfriend and give you what you wanted.

“Yeah, I worked her a little harder than usual. Thought she’d sleep it off but she woke up basically glued to me.” He smoothed your hair down and kissed you on the forehead, the small touch making you whimper. “She kept trying to ride my thigh during D&D today. And that damn sucker, jesus. All I wanted to do what give her my cock all day to keep that mouth busy.”

“Oh, poor thing. Can’t go without something to suck on.” Robin cooed at you from across the room while looking to Steve.

“You should give her something now. Otherwise she’s just gonna keep whining.” Steve was looking at your pathetic face, seeing how you were begging Eddie with your eyes to take his advice.

“Yeah? Would you like that, bunny?” Eddie ghosted his lips over yours and tightened his grip on your cheeks.

“Yes, daddy. Please.” You grabbed the short of his shirt and squeezed, hoping it would help convince him.

“Oh, daddy?? Damn, Munson.” Steve chuckled hearing the name you called your boyfriend. He never pegged Eddie to be the ‘daddy’ type; even the one time he’d seen the start of this you didn’t say anything, and while he and Eddie had grown closer they didn’t talk about this type of thing. It was a shocker for him.

“Yeah, don’t cream your pants, Harrington.” He used Steve’s line against him as he maneuvered you to straddle him and pushed two of his fingers into your mouth, giving you the feeling you’ve been waiting for since you woke up this morning. You sighed in content and you sucked on them, finally getting a little bit of what you actually needed and not just a placeholder.

“There it is. Now she’s happy.” Robin turned around in her chair to keeping watching the movie as she saw your eyes close in delight. She didn’t need to see much else, she just wanted to be in the room to say things to spur you on. Steve, on the hand, had his eyes glued to you. He didn’t have any feelings for you whatsoever, you were just friends, but he wasn’t blind. You had been hot ever since he met you, one of the prettiest girls he’d ever seen, so he was in heaven right now. Virtually no threat to your friendship since he wasn’t actually touching you, and he was being explicitly given permission to see you in this state. It was perfect to him and he was going to savor every minute of it, commit it to memory. 

“No, she’s not quite happy yet. This is just a bandaid.” Eddie said as he moved a strand of hair out of your face as you kept sucking hard on his fingers like they were his dick. 

“Then give her what she needs, Munson.” Steve was looking at the two of you with hooded eyes that were filled with lust, as he tried to act as casual as possible about the situation at hand. 

Your eyes snapped open at his words, lips still wrapped around Eddie fingers as you pleaded with him to give you more. You would take whatever he gave you at this point, but you hoped he’d be generous. “What should I give you, angel? You look like you have some ideas.” Eddie pulled his fingers out of your mouth, signaling that he wanted you to use your words. You responded immediately, not wanting to risk him taking away your opportunity. 

“Your cock, daddy. I want it so bad. Pleaseee.” You knew he didn’t like when you whined, but you had been waiting all day and you hoped that he’d understand that. You heard Steve groan quietly and Eddie chuckled at your desperation. 

“My cock? Where do you want it, sweetheart?” He put his hand on your throat, not squeezing, just resting it there while he waited for you to answer. 

“Inside.” You couldn’t form a sentence, so you just settled for the one word. This was where Eddie drew the line. He’d let you get away with whining and grinding on his thigh in front of his friends, hoping they wouldn’t notice, but he needed you to speak to him like a big girl. 

“Where inside, baby? Your mouth, your pussy? Speak up, honey.” That was went he started to put some pressure on the sides of your throat. The moan that left your throat at the feeling of Eddie’s hand made Steve groan from the back of his throat. Who knew you made such pretty sounds?

“My pussy, please, daddy. Want your fingers in my mouth.” You pouted, your bottom lip quivering slightly as you grind down into his bulge. If he thought you were being needy the rest of the day, he had no words for what you were now and loved it. 

“Good girl, using your words. What do you guys think? Does she deserve it?” Eddie looked over to Steve and Robin, not making a move until they put in their two cents. 

“Sounds like she’d being good to me. I say you let her have it. Steve?” Robin answered, taking her eyes off of the television screen again to turn and look at Steve.

He turned his head back to you to find you begging him with your eyes to tell your boyfriend to fuck you, a look he never thought in a million years he would be receiving from you. “Yeah, she definitely deserves it, Ed.” 

“Alright, baby. Guess it’s your lucky day.” Eddie says as he starts to unbuckle his belt and undo the button and zipper on his jeans with you still on top of him. You tried to stand up to take off your skirt and panties, but Eddie grabbed your wrist and pulled you back down to him. “No, no, baby. That pussy’s still mine and mine only. Keep ‘em on. They don’t get to see that.” He pulls out his hard cock, using your skirt to cover himself up as well. He wasn’t shy about anything, but he liked to extend you the same courtesy you gave him and not let anyone see what’s yours, even if no one in this room cared about him. 

You felt Eddie’s fingers go underneath your skirt to rub your clothed clit, feeling the little wet spot you had created there. He moaned at the feeling of you being so turned on by him before he’d even done anything to you. He pulled your panties to the side and motioned for you to sit up slightly so he could slip his dick into your entrance. It went in really easily since you had been waiting for him the whole day. You let out a small whimper as he entered you, the feeling of vein on him and his tip hitting you so deep making you feel so full and complete. 

“God, thank you, daddy.” You moaned as he started to guide your hips with his hands to roll back and forth over him. He knew you loved it like this when you were fuzzy, slow and easy with your hands all over him, holding him close. You liked being able to feel all of him, it grounded you. 

“She’s so polite.” Steve said, a haze of lust over his voice that you’d never heard before. You probably would’ve made a snarky comment about it if you were yourself. 

“My girl’s always polite. Remembers her manners even when she’s brainless.” Eddie’s hands kept guiding you as your arms wrapped around his neck, hips grinding against him as you let out all of your moans. You didn’t care about holding them in anymore, but you were missing the feeling of something in your mouth. 

“Daddy. Fingers, please.” You whined, leaning up to get what you wanted. One of his hands went up to your face, pushing his fingers back into your mouth as the other arm wrapped around your waist to keep you close. You hands clutched his wrist as you sucked on his digits, walls clenching around his cock at the two feelings at once. 

“So cute how she needs you everywhere.” Robin mumbled without taking her eyes off of the screen. You did need him everywhere, all the time. Not even just when you were like this, you wanted him near you all the time. 

Eddie looked at you up and down, admiring how you looked absolutely fucked out for him already as you started to move your hips faster. “Yeah, I fucking love it. My clingy little angel.” He pushed his fingers into the back of your throat, making you gag and squeeze his dick. “Dirty girl, you like it when I gag you, huh?” 

You mumbled an “mmhm” around his digits as you kept grinding on his cock, feeling it twitch inside of you. You were getting closer and closer to your high and Eddie could tell. He wanted to tease you a little more. 

“You close, bunny? Why don’t you ask our friends if you can cum.” He took his fingers out of your mouth and used that hand to turn your face, directing you to Robin first. “Go ahead, sweetheart.” 

He used both of his hands to move your hips as a torturous pace, undoubtedly on purpose making it harder for you to hold you impending orgasm. “Robin?” You muttered shyly, trying not to moan too loudly while you talked to your friend. 

“Hmm?” The blonde girl turned around casually to meet you eyes, acting as if this was a normal occurrence and you were going to ask her a normal question. 

“Can I cum, please?” You stifled a whimper as you asked for her permission, hoping that she’d give you the release that your boyfriend wouldn’t. Your eyes rolled back as you were waiting for her reply in response to a particularly deep thrust of Eddie’s cock inside of you. 

“Yeah, you can cum, honey. You’ve been good.” She gave you her answer and turned back to the movie in front of her. She liked being involved, but she didn’t need to see you. Hearing it was enough for her. 

“Alright, you got one yes, baby. One more to go.” Eddie whispered into your ear, giving it a light bite before using his nose to nudge your head towards Steve. You looked at him with the big pouty eyes that made him get up to go get you a drink so you wouldn’t have to whenever you hung out together. Usually, he would break in less than 5 seconds, but this time he wanted to take it a little further. He was being given the opportunity to piss you off in a way that would give you even more pleasure in the end. 

“Steve, can I please cum?” You moaned out, slightly embarrassed that you were moaning a name that wasn’t Eddie’s. Your boyfriend sped up your hips again, making it even harder for you to told it in. You wanted nothing more than you release all over Eddie’s cock, so you prayed that Steve would say yes as quickly as Robin did. You weren’t so lucky. 

“I don’t know, y/n. I think you should beg a little bit.” You whined a little bit at his response, trying to keep the knot in your stomach at bay. You knew it’d be bad for you if you came without permission, but it was getting so much harder by the second to hold back. “You gotta earn it, darling.” 

You used all of your remaining brain power that wasn’t being devoted to not cumming to form coherent sentences in your brain. “Please, Steve. Please, I need to cum so bad. I’ve been so good for daddy all day, pleaseeee.” Your words trailed off at the end from Eddie bringing his thumb down against your clit, still keeping your skirt down so that neither of your friends could see what was his. “Oh my god, daddy, please.” You mumbled into Eddie’s shoulder that you’d fallen into as a result of the extra stimulation on your bud. 

Steve and Eddie shared a look, both seeing how tired and fucked out you looked and deciding to take pity on you. Eddie was close anyway, so he was starting to need it just as much as you did. “Okay, darling. You can cum.” Steve told you, watching intently, not wanting to miss a single second of what was about to happen. 

“You heard him, baby. Go ahead, I’ve got you.” Eddie stroked your back up and down as you started to shake. You moaned out a “thank you” as you came hard all over his cock. You moaned loudly as you convulsed against his body, Steve’s eyes still on you as Eddie kept moving your hips against his, chasing his own high. 

“You’re doing so good, angel. Just a little longer, I’m almost there.” Your boyfriend mumbled into your ear as he moved you just right to make himself feel good. You loved the way he would use you for his own pleasure after you came. Usually, it would lead to many more rounds because of how hot you found it, but today you were definitely too tired to go again. You felt Eddie’s cock twitch inside of you as he painted your walls with his cum, fingers digging into your hips as he moved them in circles on his cock. He groaned in your ear as he came, one of your favorite noises to hear and it made you moan happily and run your hand through his hair. 

By the time you had both calmed down, the movie was over and Steve and Robin were looking at you and Eddie. You were just cuddling with his dick still inside of you at this point, he was still running his fingers through your hair and rubbing your back, coaxing you to finally come back to him after being in subspace all day. He loved it when you were needy for him, but he also missed his sarcastic, loud, snarky girlfriend when you went foggy for too long. Steve and Robin stood from their seats and headed towards the door to Eddie’s trailer. 

“Welp, that was fun. And interesting.” Robin smirked as she rested her hand on the door knob.

“Yeah, we’ll see you guys next week. That is, if you can keep her in the land of the living and coherent.” Steve chuckled and motioned for Robin to open the door. 

“Haha, very funny Harrington.” Eddie rolled his eyes, still speaking softly to keep you calm. 

“Oh, I’m not joking. Do me a favor, and don’t fuck her so hard the night before we’re supposed to hang out that she can’t sit watch a movie without begging for your dick. No matter how cute it is when she does.” He steps out of the house with Robin, who shuts the door behind her, leaving you and Eddie alone in the comfortable silence of his home. He looked down at you with a loving smile as he pushed a strand of hair out of your face, starting to see the cloudy haze over your eyes go away as you smiled up at him. 

“Yeah, she is pretty cute.”