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dakotalun · 2 years

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"Answer it" | Eddie Munson

pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: Chrissy couldn't have called at a worse time.

warnings: oral (f. receiving), praise kink, pet names (good girl, baby, pretty girl), dom!eddie, fingering, threatened orgasm denial, cunnilingus, degradation (whore, slut)

word count: 1.4k

a/n: First time publishing my smut scenes somewhere. Little scared.

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“Fuck baby,” He kisses that spot that gets you arching your back off the bed, moans falling from your lips. He dives back into your pussy at a relentless speed, licking and sucking your clit. You’re so caught up in his movements that you almost don’t notice your phone ringing. You look over to see who could be calling you at this time, which is the worst time for someone to call by the way. You notice the caller ID as Chrissy, your best friend. God out of all the times she could be calling, it had to be right now, while I’m getting eaten out.

Eddie lifts his head up, stopping all movements on you, “Answer it.”

“What?,” You’re not sure you heard him right because he couldn’t possibly want you to answer the phone right now. He is laying between you, making you moan so loud that the entire trailer park could probably hear, “You can’t be serious, right?”

“Hundred percent serious, now answer it.” His voice is stern and dark, you look at him wide eyed meeting his eyes. You try and plead with him but it doesn’t work. And by the time you go to answer the phone, the call drops.

“Call her back.”

“But-”

“Right. Now,” He lifts himself up so he’s kneeling between your legs, still holding your thighs open.

“But, can’t I just call her later, y’know after,” You emphasize the last word to hopefully make him see how desperate you are right now.

“No, call her back right now. And the entire time I’ll be right here,” He strokes one finger over your folds, “pleasing you like the slut you are,” He plants a kiss to your inner thigh, making your eyes roll back because he is so close yet so far from where you need him, “And if you so much as stutter or moan, or even whimper, you won’t be coming tonight,” His big, brown eyes are piercing yours, a silent warning.

“Fine,” You groan and open the phone and hit the call button next to Chrissy’s name. The phone rings a few times before she picks up.

“Hey Y/N, are you busy?” You look down at him, trying one more time to plead with him silently, he just winks and go back to what he was doing.

You have to bite down on your lip to stifle the moan that threatened to leave your lips. Taking a deep breath before answering, “Uh, no, just chillin’. What’s up?”

“Oh good, I needed to talk to you about this party that Henderson is hosting, the after hours pool party?”

What she says seems to peak Eddie’s interest and he looks up at you, not stopping his movements. You stare back at him before just rolling your eyes and focusing on Chrissy again, “Oh yeah, what about it?”

She clears her throat, “Well I was wondering if maybe, if it’s not too much trouble, you can absolutely say no by the way, but, if you could-”

You cut her off before she can finish because you know where this is going, “Yes I’ll try and set you up with Steve, I’m sure Dustin would be down to help as well,” Your voice falters just a little bit in the middle as he licks that sweet spot on you.

“Really?! Oh thank you, thankyouthankyouthankyou! You have no idea how happy that makes me!” Chrissy squeals on the other end, causing you to move the phone away from your ear.

“Yea I’m glad I could help, is that-” At that moment Eddie slams a finger into you, midsentence. You feel like he’s trying to make you blow your cover. You do your best to muffle the gasp that comes from inside, “all you called for?” You try and not sound like you wanna get off with her but god do you. You love her but she’s really ruining this.

“Yea but now I need help figuring out an outfit, I feel like everything I own isn’t cute enough, I mean do you think I should wear the black bottoms with the wrap top or the binder top? Or should I wear my one piece, because I mean wearing a bikini around him will be nerve racking. OH or I could wear my blue bikini, but wait aren’t you wearing your blue one? I don’t want to be all matchy matchy with you. Not that I wouldn’t want to! It’s just do I really want Steve to see me that way, what if he thinks we’re dating. I mean I know you’re with Eddie and all-” At the mention of his name he speeds up his attacks on your clit and adds another finger. It takes every ounce of you not to moan right into the phone, the way he’s moving right now is making it hard to function.

“Y/N?” Chrissy calls from the other end.

“Hm?” “I asked if you think I should wear the black bikini or the one piece. Are you okay? You seem distracted.” Shit she’s gonna catch us.

“Oh yeah I’m fine,” He picks up the pace again, making you bite down on your hand, “Just thinking. So what about this, you and I go shopping for new swimsuits tomorrow, that way you can wear something new and really impress Harrington? I’m sure he’d love to know that he’s the first to see you in it,” You try to get every word out as fast as possible before another moan surfaces. The way he’s teasing and just rutting his fingers into you is making your head spin.

“That’s a good idea. Okay so what time do you wanna meet up?”

“I don’t know, how about noon. That way we can,” You clear your throat to try from moaning, “get lunch too. Sound good?” She takes a minute before she responds.

“Uh yea that should work. Call me when you’re on your way?”

“Yup. See you tomorrow.”

“Great. Love you.”

“Love you too,” You hang the phone up as quick as humanly possible and let out the moan that you had been holding in the entire time.

“Shit baby,” He lifts his head from between your legs, keeping the pace of his fingers, “you kept getting tighter the more she kept you on the phone. Does the thought of getting caught really turn you on that much?”

You couldn’t control the walls of your pussy clenching at the thought. Getting caught while he’s fucking you senseless is like, fuuuck.

“Oh you do? I felt the way you clench around me. You like the thought of someone finding out how much of a whore you are,” He just tuts and goes back to abusing your clit with his mouth.

The feeling of his sucking and licking your clit while also finger fucking you is becoming too much and you begin to feel the knot in your stomach tightening.

“Shit Eds, I’m gonna cum,” You whine as he keeps up his movements.

“Then cum for me. I want you so cum all over my face,” He pulls his fingers out of you and replaces them with his mouth, ready to lick up all that spills out when you finally topple over the edge. His fingers go to your clit, rubbing tight circles causing you to wrap your hands in his hair and pull. This earns a groan from him as he continues to lick you.

“Come on pretty girl. Cum for me, make my face wet with your cum. I want to taste all of you.”

The vibration of his groan and his words are enough to make you fall over that edge. He laps at you, taking as much of you as he possibly can, still fucking you through your orgasm. You slowly start to come down from your high, releasing your death grip on his hair and relaxing them by your side. Your body is rendered motionless, you can barely move a muscle.

“Good girl. You did so well for me, you didn’t mess up once. And god you tasted so good, I could sit between these thighs for hours,” He strokes your thighs as he comes up to lay beside you. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him. You snuggle in close to him, happy to just be with him.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” He kisses your temple, “Now what was that I heard about a pool party?”

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sustancy · 2 years

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chucktdust · 3 months

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britany1997 · 1 month

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Howl at the Moon

Part two

The return of my favorite version of Stevie, Werewolf Steve🥰 part one here:)

Werewolf Steve x GN Reader

Warnings: a tiny bit of angst at the beginning but mainly tooth-rotting fluff

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

“So what’s your plan here?” Dustin asked, tapping his pen on the rim of his hat.

“What?” Steve let out an exasperated breath.

“Your plan?” Dustin repeated, shooting Steve an incredulous look, “you don’t have one?”

Steve grit his teeth and turned to Robin, very slowly. “Why’d you invite him?” he bit out.

Robin shrugged, “nerd problems require nerd solutions wolfy.”

Steve sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger as he turned back to Dustin. “No. I don’t have a plan.”

“Steve, buddy,” Dustin began, clapping a hand on Steve’s back and making him flinch, “you’re tellin me your mate could walk in here whenever and you’re gonna what? Stand there and gawk?” Dustin shook his head in disbelief.

“That’s what he did when they came in last time,” Robin chimed in.

Steve waived his hands in frustration, “can we all just…” he sighed, trailing off.

“We don’t even know for sure they’re my mate,” his voice fizzled out in a broken whisper, “I don’t want to get my hopes up.”

Robin’s face softened. She scooted closer to Steve, slowly, as if she was afraid to scare him off.

“Steve…” Robin began, “not every partner…they’re not all Nancy.” She placed a hand on Steve’s arm.

Dustin’s eyes flitted back and forth between the two, waiting for the werewolf to speak.

Steve sighed, “I know it’s just-” he rubbed the back of his neck, “I know.”

Robin and Dustin exchanged a look but didn’t push Steve and further.

“Well,” Dustin slapped his hands down onto his knees, sensing the energy change and thinking up a quick excuse, “I better get going then, mom needs me to pick up some stuff for dinner and all that…” he trailed off.

Steve nodded and lifted his hand in a little wave as Dustin rushed to gather his things and head out.

Dustin shot back a wave of his own before striding out the door.

In his haste, Dustin didn’t see you walking into the video store until he hit you with the door.

You stumbled back a bit, your hand flying to your forehead.

At the sight of you hurt, Steve sprung into action.

On his way to the doorway, he slapped the back of Dustin’s head. “Ow,” Dustin grit under his breath.

“Are you ok?” Steve asked you, stepping forward to hold your face in his hand and look you over for injuries.

His wolf brain was completely occupied with ensuring you were safe and unharmed, totally oblivious to how intimately his actions could be perceived.

You however, were not oblivious to the intimacy of Steve’s giant hands cupping your face. You had completely forgotten about the bump on your head as this unbelievably cute guy doted on you.

Your cheeks tinged pink as he studied you closely.

At the sight of your flushed cheeks, Steve flashed back to reality and realized what he was doing. His own cheeks turned red as his hands released you.

“I was just um-” he was mortified, “are you ok?” he repeated.

Your lips pulled up into a soft smile, “yeah I’m fine. Shoulda been watching where I was going I guess”

Steve frowned a little, “he should’ve been watching where he was going,” he gestured to Dustin, “let me get you a band-aid or something.”

Dustin rolled his eyes at the display. As Steve went to go riffle through the supply closet, he slunk to Robin’s side.

“Can I go now?” Dustin whispered under his breath, “or do I need to be scolded some more to placate Steve’s weird wolf thing?”

Robin scoffed a laugh, “get outta here nerd, I think he’s got this.”

Dustin saluted and snuck out the door.

As the front door shut, Steve emerged from the back, blowing the dust off of an ancient looking first aid kit.

“Hop up on the counter,” Steve told you. You did as he asked.

Robin pretended to stock tapes as she watched the two of you.

As Steve popped open the first aid kit, a cloud of dust puffed out. You stifled a laugh while Steve’s brow furrowed.

“I’m really ok,” you reassured him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Steve’s heart raced at your touch, everything in him screaming to pull you into his arms and never let you go.

Instead he cleared his throat and straightened his back. “You can never be too careful,” he told you, straining to be casual.

You smiled. If this insanely attractive man wanted to take care of you, you weren’t gonna complain. You’d only been stopping by the video store to see him again anyway.

Steve unwrapped a band aid and leaned in to press it to the bump on your head. You weren’t sure how that was supposed to help, but you figured you should just let him work.

As Steve leaned in, he caught a whiff of you scent.

It was the most amazing smell that had ever graced his nose. You were like a mix of honey, cinnamon, and vanilla.

He leaned in even closer, his nose almost touching the crook of your neck. Without thinking, he inhaled deeply.

Your eyes widened, startled a bit. But after the initial shock wore off, you found that Steve’s closeness didn’t bother you in the slightest. It actually made you feel at ease.

Entranced by your scent, Steve’s eyes fluttered closed and he nuzzled the crook of your neck. His wolf instincts were desperate to be close to you, to touch you, to hold you. He hadn’t been sure before, but now? There was no doubt in his mind that you were absolutely, unequivocally, one-hundred percent, his.

You giggled a bit as he nuzzled your neck, the warmth of his cheek seeping into your skin.

The sound of your laughter snapped him out of his trance and he pulled back, face turning bright red.

Robin, who’d been watching the whole interaction, cringed at Steve. She silently prayed you wouldn’t run away screaming.

“I- uh- oh God,” Steve stumbled over his words, trying and failing to explain his actions.

You laughed softly. If anyone else had done that, you never would have let them get away with it. But there was something about Steve that just called to you, with him it was different.

“I want you to have something,” you told him as you grabbed a post it and a pen from the counter and scribbled down your number.

“Call me sometime,” you handed him the post-it before hopping off the counter.

“Yeah! Yeah um… I will!” Steve promised, unable to believe his luck.

You beamed and turned to leave.

“Oh wait!” Steve called after you, “I’m Steve.”

“Steve,” you pretended to ponder his name, as if you hadn’t made your friends tell you everything they knew about the former king of Hawkins high after the first time you’d met, “nice to see you again Steve.”

You waved as you left the store, smiling to yourself and hoping he’d call soon.

As soon as you were out of sight, Robin materialized at Steve’s side. “You’re a real Casanova sniffin’ them like that,” she nudged him with her shoulder.

He groaned, “I couldn’t help it.” He sighed, “it worked didn’t it?”

Robin rolled her eyes, “it’s a good thing you’re pretty,” she teased.

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bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove · 4 months

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A Chaotic Introduction - S.Harrington

Summary - Steve and Y/N have been together for a few months, the kids being friends with both of them and having no idea that they're dating. Steve finally introduces her as his girlfriend to the group and chaos ensues.

Pairings - Steve Harrington x KindaGoth!Fem! Reader

Based on this request from @afraidofshrimp

Warnings - Female Reader, use of Y/N, drug use(weed), Steve is a cutie in love

Author’s note - For the goth aspect of the reader, I was thinking more of Allison Reynolds from The Breakfast Club. Still gothic but not like anything crazy.

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Steve had been talking about this new girl he was seeing constantly. They had started dating a few months back after being introduced through Eddie. She was way out of Steve’s league but they were happy together, he couldn’t fathom how she was willing to date him, someone who was the king of Hawkins turned loser, the kind of guy to make fun of the kind of girl she was. Steve was never a bully though, he played along with Tommy and Carol but never actually went out of his way unless it was to protect someone.

So imagine his surprise when she agreed to go on a date, and then another and then another and then finally agreeing to be his girlfriend after the third date. She loved the fact that Steve was a gentleman, that he loved her with his whole heart and cared about her more than himself.

He was constantly rambling about her and she was constantly rambling about him. The younger teens of the group were curious about who they were both talking about, begging the couple to meet their significant others not knowing it was each other. They had agreed, Steve saying that he would introduce her at the next movie night at his house. So as the movie night approached and everyone in the group slowly filed into his house, they were getting eager to see who the mystery girl was.

“She’s upstairs getting ready, give her a few minutes, will ya?” Steve told the kids as they pestered him as to her whereabouts.

“Steven, how’s the relationship going? You treating her good?” Eddie questioned him.

“You know I am Munson. I’d never hurt her,” He told her best friend.

“That is the correct answer. I’ll keep the little sheep distracted for a bit so you can check on her.” Steve mouthed a thank you to the rocker before sneaking his way upstairs to his room. She was sitting on the edge of his bed with a mirror compact in one hand and an eyeliner pencil in the other. He watched from the doorway as she lined her eyes with the black pencil, smudging it a little bit with her fingers before closing the compact and looking at her boyfriend.

“Hi handsome! You excited for movie night?” She asked him with a smile.

“Only because you’re here. You ready to head down?” He replied with a wink as he walked towards her. She nodded causing him to hold out his hand for her to grab, helping her up off of the bed.

“Can I get a kiss first? I’ve been neglected today,” She pouted at him causing him to chuckle.

“I’m sorry, my poor baby hasn’t gotten her kisses today. Let’s make this right.”

Steve leaned down and kissed her deeply, making her let out a squeak of surprise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Just as he felt her tongue on his lips, his name was screamed out from the bottom of the stairs. “Fucking Dustin, I swear. That kid had no patience. Wait a damn minute Henderson!” He swore before shouting back at the boy. She laughed loudly, kissing his cheek before taking his hand once more. Steve stole one more little peck before guiding her to the stairs. “Go wait on the couch! You’re gonna spoil the surprise!” He scolded the younger kids. There was a collective groan before a chorus of shuffling to the living room.

The pair took their time going down the stairs, just to irk the younger ones a little more. They walked into the living room hand in hand, a dramatic gasp coming from Dustin. “I thought you and Eddie were dating! It was Steve this whole time!?” He shouted in surprise.

“Mike, you owe me 20 bucks,” Max said casually with a smirk on her face.

“Since when!? You don’t hide things from me Steve! I feel betrayed!” Dustin continued, “And you! Don’t get me started with you! It’s like seeing my sister date my brother! It’s gross!”

“Eww Dustin! Never say that again! I’m gonna puke,” Y/N complained.

“Wait a second, why aren’t you surprised?” Dustin pointed at Eddie with an interrogative look on his face.

“Because I set them up. Of course I’m not surprised. Harrington is just her type and princess is just his type. Perfect couple right there, all thanks to me,” Eddie bragged with a proud gleam in his eye.

The couple listened to everyone bicker back and forth about keeping secrets and lying, slowly backing out of the room and towards the back door. They escaped without notice, finding peace outside in the cold winter air. Her free hand dug into her pocket, searching around before pulling out quickly with a proud smile. Between her black manicured fingers was a rolled joint. “I rolled it when I was hiding upstairs, you wanna share?”

Steve pulled a lighter from his pocket, flicking the ignitor until a flame appeared. Y/N held the joint to her lips as Steve lit the tip, inhaling the smoke, letting it sit in her lungs for a moment before exhaling. She held the joint out to Steve who took a hit from the joint in her hand. Even outside they could still hear the arguing of the rest of the group but they were just enjoying each other’s company. Ignoring the noise coming from inside and focusing on each other.

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#chuck taylor #dustin #aew #aewedit #wrestlingedit #*gifs #*chuckiet #*aew #milo tag #cherry tag

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eddiemunson-fanfic · 1 year

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First look.

Eddie Munson x Plus Size!FM!Reader.

Warnings; fluff, drinking, smoking weed, groping, kissing.

You cursed your bestfriend for dragging you to this party. You knew she was from a small town, and sure, Hawkins was a nice cute town, and you were sure her friends there was cool and all, and you loved and cared for her deeply, but parties were really not your thing. You usually hated parties after an incident that happened when you were younger, and you stopped caring to go to them after a while. Drunk people all around bumping into you, and music booming over some speaker or whatever as you walked up to the house.

It was fancy, and you felt like you didn't fit in at all.

"Stop whining, you'll have fun, I promise!" your bestfriend encouraged you as you stood in front of her mirror looking at your outfit, not really liking the look of it. But she promised you looked nice. She was more put together when it came to looking nice and dressing up. You usually thrived in your skinny ripped jeans, band t-shirts and studded boots.

She had made you buy a skirt for once, and somewhat okay shirt. Sure, it was still your normal outfit somehow, just a bit more fancy, if you could even call it that.

"Steve and all the others will love you, I just know it!" she squealed as she looked at you. "Especially Eddie, he will be so stoked!" she grinned at you, and it made you laugh seeing your bestfriend this happy over you actually agreeing to join her for a party for once.

She had been talking about how you and Eddie was as if you were the girl version of him, and he was the boy version of you, and it got you intrigued enough to make an effort when you knew he was gonna be there.

But now that you had arrived at your destination, and you saw how many people there were across the lawn and everything? Your anxiety started to creep up on you, and especially when a drunk dude bumped into you, probably caressing your butt by accident, but it made you tense up straight away, not trying to ruin the mood, you look over to your bestfriend that lights up like she just saw god.

"Stevie!" she screams, letting go of your hand and running up to the guy she was looking at as he opened his arms, walking down the front porch after her. As they crashed into eachother, they were both laughing like idiots, as this so called Stevie spun her around in his arms.

"Hey Munchkin! I've missed you, big city girl!" he laughed as he put her down eventually, still hugging her. You smiled at their interaction as your bestfriend pulled away, and turned towards you, giving you a big smile as she motioned for you with hasty hands to come closer.

"Stevie, this is Y/N, my big city best friend" she stated proudly, making you giggle slightly. "And Y/N, this is Steve, my small town best friend" she announced to you.

So, this was the big Steve. The Steve. He seemed nice enough. You thought before you bowed slightly to Steve as he huffed.

"Come here, I'm a hugger" he stated, as he pulled you into a surprising hug. You let out a slight squeal as he hugged you, but you didn't mind, so you hugged him back slightly before he pulled away, smiling at you.

"Welcome, Y/N" he grinned. "Lets find the others and introduce you, huh? Make sure you get a good and warm welcome as you deserve!"

Everyone was very welcoming, you loved Nancy, Jonathan, Argyle, and Robin latched onto you straight away. She was holding onto your arm bridal style while she was showing you and introducing you to everyone, while Steve was on the other side, bridal style with your bestfriend.

"Now, where the fuck is that pothead again?" Steve spoke after looking around for someone.

"Which one of them?" Nancy laughed, and Steve glared at her, making your bestfriend giggle slightly.

"You know who" he stated, clearly annoyed, and Jonathan laughed.

"Argyle gave him some weed earlier, he is probably outside" Jonathan announced, and Steve huffed.

"He told me he wanted to quit" he said as he rolled his eyes, handing you another drink as you smiled at him. "I can meet him later" you shrugged your shoulders as Steve seemed as he deflated completely, as he looked over at you, giving you an "I'm sorry" look as you brushed it off.

"Beer pong?" your best friend chirped, and everyone seemed to be down. "Y/N?" Steve asked, and you shook your head. "I'll just watch for now"

Everyone seemed to be fine with it, and you actually had quite fun watching them figuring out who should team up to who, and scowling and laughing at eachother when someone had to chug their drink or didn't follow the rules.

You got asked to try a shot, and you did until you apparently took completely over for Robin as she sat down beside you as you were teamed up to Nancy as your bestfriend were teamed up with your bestfriend on the other end of the table.

"Oh, it's on!" you grinned, flicking your wrist with the ping pong ball in hand, looking at the last cup on the end of the table as Steve and your bestfriend tried their best to distract you. If you nailed this, you would win for the third time in a row.

And you did. Everyone got excited and Nancy and Robin jumped around you, and you pointed a finger towards Steve and your bestfriend. "Drink up!" you ordered with a smile plastered on your face.

After the fourth win of the game, you announced you had to go to the toilet, but would be back in a bit, as you giggled your way past your friends, a bit drunk, but happy, they announced they would be in the next room on the couch as Steve gave you directions to find the toilet and told you to go upstairs, because that would be less crowded.

You bumped your way upstairs, going by the directions as good as possible by the state you were in as you opened the wrong door, seeing a guy with long dark hair looking at you as if he just saw a ghost, as he puffed out some sort of smoke, making you giggle for no reason.

"Damn, you're drunk" he chuckled, and you shushed him, waving him off as you stood there struggling to be stable in your steps.

"Toilet" you announced, doing a tiny dance that announced to him you needed to pee.

"Stevie got a bathroom in here" he pointed beside him, and you ran in the direction he pointed, almost stumbling in his feet as you ran past him, giggling the entire time, not even bothering to close the door behind you before you sat down and did your business.

"Jesus" you heard him chuckle from the bedroom.

When you walked out, he was laying sprawled out on the bed as a starfish, and you flopped down beside him, giggling, not caring that he was a literal stranger.

He seemed to read your mind. "You know I'm a stranger, right? And you just laid down in bed with me?" he questioned your actions as you shrugged it off, rolling over to look at him.

"You just don't seem like you'd be dangerous or do me any harm" you slurred, stating matter of factly as your eyes got heavy, and you smiled at him with a goofy grin.

He looked at you and chuckled.

"Are you that girl that played beer pong with Stevie and the others from the gang earlier?"

"Yup" you said, the p popping as you spoke making yourself giggle as you reached up to touch his hair.

"Soft" you hummed, and he seemed to freeze, but didn't stop you from doing whatever you were doing.

You continued to caress his cheek, propping yourself up on your arm so you could look at him and your eyes locked for a hot second, making you blush.

"You're really beautiful" you said dreamily and he just chuckled.

"Now I know you're drunk" he tried to joke it off, but you playfully swatted at his chest as you scolded him with your eyes.

"Don't say that! You are beautiful!" you said more clearly, feeling yourself sobering up as you spoke.

"Y/N?!" you could hear your bestfriend shout from the hallway. You groaned as you pulled yourself off of the bed, but he stopped you, pulling you to him, making you fall on top of him, accidentally kissing him as you flopped down.

You pulled away as fast as you could, trying to get up, but he held you close, not letting go of you.

"Don't leave" he spoke, his voice barely a whisper as he looked into your eyes, pulling a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Okay" you whispered back, totally transfixed by his chocolate brown eyes, not even noticing your bestfriend in the doorway as she gasped, before she closed the door as fast as she could, startling you slightly, but he still held you close.

"You can kiss me"

"I am Eddie, by the way" he said, his voice raspy and soft as he got you to look at him again. "And I guess you are Y/N?" he smiled, and you nodded, words failing you completely, your eyes ghosting over his lips as he smiled.

So this was Eddie. Noe you knew why your bestfriend was so stoked for you to meet him. He was perfect.

And you didn't even hesitate a second before your lips crashed with his, kissing him hungrily, feeling brave all of a sudden as you sat up, straddling his lap, your hands on his chest as he moaned into your mouth, making your entire body ignite with some power unknown to you.

His arms pulling you as close to him as he possibly could, you grinding against him, your arms still on his chest as he grabbed a hold of your butt with both hands, lifting up your skirt just slightly to get a better grip.

"Fuck" he moaned, almost out of breath as he grabbed your ass so hard he spread your buttcheeks, feeling the air on your pussy gave you goosebumps over your entire body.

"Eddie?!" you heard Steve's voice from the hallway, making Eddie pull away from the kiss. Eddie whined slightly, as Steve's footsteps came closer, his door swinging open with a loud crack.

"Fuck" Eddie groaned, as you pushed yourself slightly off him, looking over at Steve, and Steve relaxed once he notices it was you.

"Thank god it's you and not his crazy ex again" Steve huffs, standing in the doorway with a typical mom-stance as he looked over at you both.

"Now, get the fuck out of my room!" he ordered, and Eddie pulled you with him, jumping off the bed as he pulled you with him out the door, patting Steve on his shoulder as he walked past.

"Don't be a sourpuss Stevie" he said, winking at Steve before he pulled you close, his arm around your waist before he placed a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Let me take you to another magical place" he winked at you, as you looked up at him, feeling that you would let him sacrifice you to the damn satan himself if he wanted to as you followed him willingly, dumbfounded by his beauty and aura.

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I don't know what I think of this one, but hope you guys like it! <3

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schadentekkers · 1 year

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#zack sabre jr #chuck taylor #zsj #dustin #chikara #mygifs #the hand on the chest is the end of me

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mads-weasley · 2 years

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Beat Up Babysitters

Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Masterlist

A/N: It's been a while since I've written for Steve! I hope y'all like it!

Summary: Steve and (y/n) face off with Billy in order to protect the kids.

Warnings: mentions of blood, fighting, fluff

(y/h/c) - your hair color

As (y/n) watched Dustin and Steve clear out the Byer's refrigerator to make room for the demo-dog that El had killed, she couldn't help but chuckle at the way the pair interacted. It was like Steve was the older brother that Dustin never had, and (y/n) was so thankful that her boyfriend was taking over that role.

The slamming of the fridge door broke her from her thoughts. The girl looked up to see them staring at the fridge, Steve ruffling Dustin's hair lovingly. She could've sworn her heart melted right there. Steve turned toward her as Dustin walked to find his friends.

"What's got you smiling all cute like that, Henderson?" he asks with a smirk, sauntering towards her.

She just smiled in return. "You."

"Me?" he chuckles, "What did I do?"

"You take care of us, Steve. And Dustin, he absolutely adores you."

Steve tugs her into a hug, rubbing her back. "I love you guys."

Pulling away, Steve cupped her cheeks, going in for a kiss but was interrupted by the sound of arguing in the living room. Sighing, he took (y/n)'s hand and led her towards the kids who were supposed to be cleaning.

Mike was heard first. "You weren't in there, Lucas. That lab is swarming with hundreds of those dogs."

"Demo-dogs!" yelled Dustin from the other room.

Throwing his hands up, Lucas turned towards Mike. "The chief will take care of her!"

"Like she needs protection," (y/n) whispered to herself.

Having enough, Steve steps up. "Listen, dude, a coach calls a play in a game, bottom line, you execute it. All right?"

Mike stares him down. "Okay, first of all, this isn't some stupid sports game. And second, we're not even in the game. We're on the bench."

"So my point is..." Steve stammered, glancing back at (y/n) for help. She stepped up next to him.

"We may not be in the game right now, but-uh-when the coach calls us to sub in the game, we need to be-"

Pursing her lips, she looked up at Steve with a defeated look. "Right, yeah," he starts, "We're on the bench, so, uh, there's nothing we can do."

"That's not entirely true," Dustin announces to the group.

From there, the kids described their plan to torch the hub in the tunnels, drawing the Demo-dogs away from El at the lab. The whole time, (y/n) and Steve were giving each other looks of disapproval, knowing how dangerous the plan could be.

Hearing all she could stand, (y/n) clapped her hands in front of her, getting their attention. "Hey. Hey! Hey! This is not happening."

"But-" Mike started, being cut off by Steve.

"No, no, no, no, no," he spat rapidly. "No buts. We promised we’d keep you shitheads safe, and that's exactly what we plan on doing."

(Y/n) pointed her finger towards the ground. "We're staying here. On the bench. And we're waiting on the starting team to do their job. Does everybody understand that?"

All the kids were silent except Mike. Why was it always Mike? "This isn't some stupid sports game!"

"She said does everybody understand that?" Steve questioned, slinging a towel off his shoulder towards the boy. "We need a yes."

Before they could respond, the sound of a revving engine filled the room. Max and Lucas ran to the window, cursing when they saw who it was.

"It's my brother," she whispered. "He can't know I'm here. He'll kill me. He'll kill us."

Steve and (y/n)'s eyes met briefly as they silently decided what to do. She started to follow him to the door but was stopped by his gentle hand on her shoulder.

"I need you to stay in here, baby. Keep the kids safe."

She nodded, watching him walk out the door. Her and the kids watched the tense interaction from the window. They couldn't hear anything, but when Billy pointed to the window, they knew they'd been spotted. Cursing under her breath, (y/n) quickly gets the kids to the kitchen, standing in front of them protectively.

When the door swung open and Billy walked through, (y/n) saw Steve's unmoving figure on the pavement.

"Well, well, well," he said, slamming the door behind him with a crash. "Lucas Sinclair. What a surprise."

(Y/n) flung her hands out, pushing them behind her again as Billy got closer. "Billy, you need to leave. Now!" she stated calmly, suppressing the immense fear she felt.

He completely ignored her, looking straight at his sister. "You disobeyed me. And you know what happens when you disobey me."

"Billy leave!" (Y/n) tried again.

His dark eyes never left Max. "Not without her."

"I can't let you do that."

"You remember what happens, Max?" he whispers, eyes drifting to (y/n). "I break things."

In an instant, he rushed forward and slammed into (y/n), sending her flying into the wall behind her with a loud thud. As (y/n) lay on the ground catching her breath, he moved on to Lucas, holding him up against the wall. She could hear the kids' screams over the ringing in her ears and when she saw Dustin kick Billy between his legs, she knew she had a chance.

"So dead, Sinclair! You're dead!" He yelled at Lucas, about to charge the boy.

Scrambling to her feet, (y/n) called his name from behind him, throwing a punch as he turned around. The swing hit its mark, but it didn't seem to bother him much. He wiped a drop of blood from his lip and let out a sinister laugh that made (y/n)'s blood run cold.

Swinging his fist at her wildly, she was able to dodge the first blow but caught the second bone-crunching punch to the cheek. She lost her balance momentarily and had to grab the kitchen counter to stay upright as she groaned. The ringing in her ear was back, now accompanied by blurry vision.

Dustin's voice could be heard through the ringing. "(Y/n), get out of there!"

"Guys, you get out of 'ere!" she slurred.

"(Y/n), look ou-"

In her dazed state, she failed to see Billy approaching her again. This time, he took a step and kicked her square in the chest. All the air was knocked from her lungs and she fell back against the kitchen table, her head hitting a table leg with a sickening crack.

She thought her head was going to explode from the pressure building up inside it and every sound increased the growing pain in her head. (Y/n) opened her eyes slightly, but all she saw through her blurry vision was two Billys standing over her.

"Wait. Why are there two of you?" (Y/n) whispered, dark overtaking her vision.

Billy pointed towards her. "Stay down, Henderson," he growled before turning back to Lucas and the others.

"Now where were we?" he asked. "Oh yeah. You're dead."

Steve appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Billy's attention. "No. You are."

The last thing (y/n) saw was Steve throwing a punch at Billy, knocking him down momentarily. After that, the pressure in her head became too much, and her vision faded to black.

The second Steve saw (y/n) slumped unconscious on the floor, a rage filled him that he'd never felt before. He pelted Billy swing after swing, unable to stop himself. Steve was winning until Billy got a hold of a plate and smashed it over his head. He stumbled back, giving Billy the upper hand.

Soon, Billy was on top of Steve, delivering punch after punch on the boy's already bloody and bruised face.

"He's gonna kill him!" the kids yelled.

When he realized this might be it, (y/n)'s face filled his mind. Her smile, laugh, the way she rambles on about the things she loves, He was going to miss that. With every blow he took, the world got darker and darker for Steve.

He knew he was one punch away from unconsciousness, but when it never came, he cracked his eyes open the best he could. Billy was on the ground, Max standing over him with the nail bat. Leaning up to look past them, he saw Dustin next to (y/n) on the kitchen floor, trying to wake her up with no success. Steve quietly called out to her, but nobody could hear him. Head thumping against the floor, his eyes closed as he was dragged into unconsciousness.

The roaring of an engine stirred Steve awake. Blurry figures and muffled yelling filled his senses. He glanced at the figure next to him.

"(Y/n)? Where is she?" he whispered.

The face of the person became clear, revealing Dustin, who looked at Steve with pity. Groaning in pain, he tried to touch his throbbing nose, but Dustin pushed his hand away. "No, don't touch it."

He slowly looked back up at him, starting to become more aware of his surroundings and the pain he was in.

"Hey, buddy," Dustin paused. "It's okay. You guys put up a good fight. He kicked your butt, but you put up a fight. You're okay."

Steve closed his eyes, face scrunching in pain. "Wh-where's (y/n)?"

The sight of her unconscious on the Byers' kitchen floor flashed in his mind, and he began to frantically look around the car for her. Dustin placed his hand on Steve's shoulder, pointing to the other side of him. His eyes slowly followed where Dustin was pointing, and he sighed in relief finding her slumped against his other shoulder.

Purple bruises were starting to form on her right cheek and eye, the swelling distorting her features. If he didn't know any better, he'd have thought she was just peacefully sleeping on his shoulder, not unconscious. Lightly cupping her cheek with one hand, he rubbed it softly, trying to wake her up.

"We already tried that, dips-"

"Mike. Stop." Max yelled from the front seat, drawing Steve's attention to her.

Steve's eyes flick around the car, realizing what was happening. "What's going on?"

The redhead looked back at him and everything fell into place. "Oh no. No, no, no."

"Just relax. She's driven before."

The kids started to argue about Max's driving experience as Steve freaked out even more. "Whoa! Stop the car. Slow down."

"I told you he's freak out." Mike smarted. "And just wait until (y/n) wakes up. She's gonna be even worse."

"Stop. The. Car." Steve yelled.

Max, having enough, turned towards the backseat. "Everybody shut up! I'm trying to focus!"

"Oh wait!" Lucas screamed, pointing in front of them. "That's Mount Sanai! Make a left!"

Cursing, she made a hard left, making everyone scream when she slammed into a mailbox that shook the car violently. Steve held onto (y/n) as they continued to run off the road.

When they finally arrived at the entrance of the tunnels, Steve clambered out of the vehicle, relying on the door to hold him up.

"We are not going down there right now. I made myself clear. There is no chance we're going into that hol-"

Out of nowhere, he heard a small voice from the car. "Steve?"

He leaned back into the car, smiling when he saw (y/n) half awake. At this point, anything was better than her being unconscious. Squinting her eyes, she groaned, reaching up to her cheek.

"Why does everything hurt?"

Steve had gotten back in the car and slid next to her, pulling her into his arms. "Billy beat the crap out of us, babe."

"Are you okay?" she asked quietly, running her hands through his hair like he loved.

Chuckling, Steve grabbed an icepack from beside them, gently pressing it to the back of her head. "How's your head? The kids said you fell and knocked it pretty good."

"It hurts, Steve. But so does my cheek, and my eye, and my back."

His brows furrowed. "What happened to your back?"

"Billy threw me up against the wall."

Placing his head in his hands, he sighed shakily. "I'm so sorry that I couldn't protect you, (y/n/n). I love you. I'm sorry, baby."

Sitting up slowly, she moved his hands from his face, cupping his cheeks. "It's okay. It's not your fault. It's our job to protect the kids, and we did that." She lifted his face to look at her. "We did our job, even if it ends with us being a bunch of beat-up babysitters."

"I'd gladly be the beat-up boyfriend if it meant that you'd be okay."

A lazy smile grew on her face. "Nah. I'm okay. I can take it."

"You shouldn't have to." He said lowly, voice serious.

"Steve. We're in this together. These kids are our kids. I love you."

He leaned down, connecting their lips softly, (y/n) hooking her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. The couple was interrupted by Dustin clearing his throat, trying not to gag.

"That image is seared into my mind forever," he announced, matter-of-factly. "Steve, we have to go, now."

(Y/n)'s brows furrowed as they separated and Steve climbed out of the car. "I'm coming, too," she stated, getting out of the car. The first step she took out of the car, she lost her balance and started to fall over. Thankfully, Steve was there to catch her.

"Uhhh no. You're staying here, babe."

Lowering her back into the passenger's seat, he kissed her on the cheek lovingly.

"Don't go anywhere."

"Haha, very funny. Take care of our kids, Harrington!" she yelled, ignoring the pounding of her head.

Steve looked over his shoulder with a grin. "Always, Henderson."

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