#let steve be silly and have fun agenda <3

[loveinhawkins]

Barely ten minutes into the hike from Skull Rock to Lover’s Lake, Dustin heaves a sigh like he’s the most long suffering person in the world to ever exist. Steve rolls his eyes.

“Jesus Christ, Henderson, what?”

“I’m bored.”

“God, you’re such a whiner. No, you—you’re like a little kid on a road trip, like, are we there yet?”

Behind them, Max and Lucas snort in almost perfect unison.

Out of the corner of his eye, Steve sees Eddie’s lips twitch into the faint semblance of a smile. It’s very quick, blink and you miss it, before he turns sombre again, looking down at the forest floor. Steve can’t blame the guy; he can’t imagine that he has all that much to smile about.

“I just meant,” Dustin says, “that we could use some entertainment.” He jerks his head meaningfully at Eddie—who thankfully still has his head down so he can’t witness this tremendous lack of subtlety—and mouths, You know, a distraction.

“And I’m the entertainment guy,” Steve says flatly.

“Well, we’ve gotta keep you around for some reason,” Lucas pipes up.

Steve turns around, walks backwards so he can point warningly at him. “Thin ice, Sinclair.”

But it’s all for show, and he keeps walking backwards, pretends to trip on a tree root and narrowly avoid a pratfall. Max actually giggles at that, which is a victory in and of itself, but Eddie’s looking down at his feet.

Hmm.

“If I wanted slapstick, I would’ve called Charlie Chaplin,” Dustin says.

“He’s dead,” Max points out.

Dustin quickly draws a hand over his neck, Cut it out. Which—yeah, that’s fair. Don’t want the conversation straying into stuff that’s too close to… everything.

“So you want education instead?” Steve says. “I think I can remember how to identify, like, some trees and shit from—”

“Forget Lover’s Lake,” Dustin says, “I’m walking you straight into a retirement home.”

Steve opens his mouth, ready to play up his outrage, and then he hears a very soft chuckle from the side. Eddie.

Steve catches Dustin’s eye, winks briefly in reassurance. Nice work.

“Oh, sorry, is that not entertaining enough for you?” Steve turns so he’s front facing again, kicking a few stray twigs as he thinks. “Uh… ooh, did I tell you about the affair? At work?”

“Someone’s having an affair at Family Video?” Lucas says, sounding disgusted.

Max cackles. “The scandal! At a family establishment, no less.”

Dustin points at her. “See, this is why you should play D&D!” he says, annoyingly sing-song. “You’ve got a flair for words.”

“How about I stick my flair right up your—”

“Uh, okay,” Eddie interrupts suddenly. “I need details.”

Aha, Steve thinks, smug. Got you.

“Fire away, Munson.”

“Did someone, like, confess to you while you were ringing them up?”

Steve scoffs. “No, it was—” He cups his mouth, calls, “Hey, Rob?”

Up ahead, Robin and Nancy turn.

“What?”

“The affair shift.”

“Oh!” Robin whacks Nancy on the arm in her enthusiasm. “This is such a good one. Okay, so am I gonna be her or—?”

“No!” Steve says. “You’ve gotta be me, you can’t do her voice right.”

“Ugh, fine, fine. Wait, I need to get into character.”

Robin makes a show of ruffling her hair, and Steve doesn’t even roll his eyes, can only grin as he hears Eddie cough a much stronger laugh into his elbow.

“Nance, count us in,” Robin says.

Nancy looks a mixture of surprised and amused. It only takes a moment of hesitance before she mimes holding a slate, mouths counting down. “Action!”

And they’re off.

It’s probably so stupid, Steve thinks, to be this loud right now, but he can’t bring himself to care—not when he can hear raucous laughter from all directions: Robin captures his flustered, wide-eyed look, while he dramatically re-enacts a woman storming into the store, demanding to see her husband’s account.

And he thinks Eddie actually laughs the loudest when he gets to the reveal: that said account was full of romantic movies the married couple had never seen together.

“Not one,” Steve echoes—and not to brag, but with this delivery? Juilliard, eat your heart out. “Not. One!”

The kids dissolve into more giggles; Robin fights to stay in character as Nancy jokingly calls, “And, scene!”

And Eddie throws back his head, and laughs and laughs.

Happiness is a good look on him, Steve thinks.

They all quieten eventually, but a lightness in mood still remains, as the kids huddle off together—“Hey, shitheads, not too far!” Steve says, far from the first time—and Eddie sidles up, fleetingly knocks their shoulders together.

“Steve Harrington. Who would’ve thought it, huh?”

“Thought what?”

Steve glances over at him, suddenly struck by the fact that the sun will go down soon; and he doesn’t really need to know what Mordor is to know that he’d rather not get there. That he’d rather freeze time, so they could all just walk in the woods forever.

Eddie shrugs. “You’re a good storyteller.” His eyes are soft, like that isn’t all that he’s saying. Like he’s saying Thank you.

Steve shrugs back. “I’m a man of many talents,” he says.

Eddie chuckles, and this time his smile doesn’t fade away.

Steve allows himself a moment or two to admire the scenery, and if that means looking less at the way the sun still shines through the gaps in the branches, and more the way that it illuminates Eddie’s lingering smile, well…

Well, so what?

Right now, we’re happy, Steve finds himself thinking.

They can stay in the Shire for a little while longer.

#oh missing scenes how i love you ❤️ #steddie #steddie ficlet #pre steddie #steve and the party #steve and dustin #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #let steve be silly and have fun agenda <3 #steve and robin

[fuxkingmarvel]

My Fake Boyfriend Series Part 3

Part 1 Part 2 

Summary: Being Tony Stark’s 21 year old daughter, the last thing he would ever want is you to be in a relationship with one of the avengers double your age. Y/N and Bucky have been in an secret relationship for over a year and only Y/N’s best friend, Peter Parker, knows. When Tony becomes curious, she asks Peter for help.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader , Peter x reader (platonically)

Warning: Peter Parker and the reader are 21 years old, contains cursing 

Sitting in your best friend’s bedroom eating pizza was not on the agenda for the night. You and Bucky haven’t spoken for 2 days which led to you spending way more time with Peter. The rest of the avengers living in the compound decided to have a fun gathering in the common room with pizza, music, and then end it with a movie. Peter had sneaked two pizza boxes in his room for the two of you because you weren’t in the mood to face Bucky yet.

“So, When are you going to stop acting like a big baby and finally talk to him?” Peter asked eating his last slice of pizza.

“Excuse me? I am not a baby!” You said rolling your eyes.

“Yes, you are”

You pushed him slightly in annoyance. “No, I am not”

“Yes”

“Ugh,no, I’m not” you groaned at how silly the two of you were being. You threw your head back onto the pillows on Peters bed and decided to scream into one of them. Peter chuckled as he mumbled “big baby” under his breath.

“I can’t just simply talk to him alright. You mumbled into the pillow. “He said he needed his space. And that’s what I’m doing. I also might possibly be scared.” You sighed lifting yourself off from the pillows and biting your lip.

Peter tossed the last pizza box into the garbage and focused his attention back on you. “Scared of what?”

“Scared that he might break up with me...”

Peter scrunched his eyebrows and proceeded to massage his forehead in annoyance. He hates being your couple therapist but he was your best friend and been through it all. “Y/N, Bucky Barnes isn’t breaking up with you. For the love of God, you asked him take away your virginity. And now, you just want to give up on him that easily” your eyes widened and a blush creeped up on your cheeks. You may have forgotten you told Peter everything even including your first night with Bucky.

“I’m not giving up on him. I fucked up and I don’t want to make things worse”

“The movie is probably done and everyone should be back in their rooms. Except, for him... I know the two of you always like to sneak around when the gatherings are over. I should know better because you guys are way too loud for my spidey senses. He shook his head. “Just hurry up and go.” Peter said practically pushing you out of his room. 

You found Bucky alone in the common room sitting nonchalantly eating a bag of chips. “I need to talk you...”. His head perked up from behind the couch and he turned around at your familiar voice.  “Can we?” You asked meeting his eyes. He nodded waiting for you to speak.

You walked over to him. “I was wrong. I say stupid things that I don’t mean. James... I love you with all my heart. The last thing I would ever want is for you to hate me. And the fact that I don’t even know if that’s how you are actually feeling is killing me inside...” you said feeling tears form in your eyes and beginning to run down your cheeks. Your rubbed your eyes softly waiting for his answer. He came closer to you and pulled you into a hug. It caught you off guard but you wrapped your arms tightly around him.

“I could never hate you. Never. Please don't cry, doll” He whispered softly against your ear as his hands rubbed your back to calm you down. He looked into you eyes and used his thumb to wipe any tears running down your cheeks. 

You smiled at him softly looking into his bright, blue eyes. “I’m tired of hiding, Y/N. I want everyone to know you’re mine, doll. I want Steve to know and even that punk Sam. I want to kiss you and hold you everywhere we go. I don’t care what the others will think.” Bucky let out a sigh. 

“What are you waiting for then?” you said smiling as Bucky raised his eyebrows in confusion.

“Let’s do it. Make me yours.” you said with a smirk looking at him.

“You’ve always been mine, doll. You know that” Bucky said in a deep, raspy voice picking you up quickly and you gasped at his sudden movements. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms swiftly moved around his neck. He smiled at you before crashing his lips onto yours. You moaned as he slipped his tongue into your mouth and ran one of his hands under your shirt. You pulled onto his long locks earning a growl to escape his lips.

“If you don’t step away from my daughter right now, oh so help me God because I will fucking kill you Barnes!” You heard a familiar shout from behind you and pushed yourself off of Bucky as fast as possible.

“DAD!” You yelled out as Tony jogged towards the two of you. Bucky stepped in front of you. His first instinct was to protect you but you placed your hands on his chest warning him it was okay. You could see your father’s eyes were filled with rage as he looked at the two of you and he was 2 seconds away from knocking Bucky out cold. Bucky stood his ground not taking his eyes off of your father. 

“Not here, let me explain, Dad. Please...” Tony didn't bother to look at you as you tried to plead with him. He was too busy staring down Bucky. “C’mon” you snapped pulling your dad’s arm and basically dragging him out the room and  away from Bucky. 

“You have to be fucking kidding me, Y/N. Out of everyone you could choose from, you decide to be with someone who's older than your own god damn father!” He scoffed in disbelief and shook his head at you. 

You rolled your eyes at him. “Technically, you can say that but biologically he's in his 30s-” your father cut you off sighing. “Just zip it, alright. God, how long has this been going on? And don't even try to lie with me because I know you were never with Peter. So, how long?” he questioned. His eyes glaring at you.

“Almost a year” you mumbled shyly not wanting to meet your father’s eyes. “A. Year.” Tony’s eyes widened in shock and was almost lost for words. 

“A year, this man has been using my daughter for his personal needs.” Tony criticized turning around and heading towards the room of where Bucky was waiting in but you stopped him. “Bucky, isn't like that dad. I promise you, he’s not using me. We love each other.” your last words made Tony turn around. 

“Excuse me? You. love. him...” Tony questioned as he repeated your words. This time looking at you seriously searching for any doubt. 

“Yes, dad. I love James Buchanan Barnes. He's everything that I could ever ask for in a man. I think he may be the love of my life. Please don't hurt him.” you pleaded and Tony sighed running his hands through his hair. As he heard you pleading towards him, he could see you weren't lying. He also noticed that you looked restless. You had bags under your eyes. He wondered if you and Bucky had fought after your stunt at the dinner table two nights ago. Things began to click and he realized you talked negatively about Barnes on purpose to please him. Tony now had felt guilty. He never wanted to see his daughter upset. Maybe Bucky was the one who truly gave you happiness. His eyes softened looking you.

Tony lifted his hands up to warn you. “I'm going to go talk to him, sweetheart. And no, I'm not going to kill him. But you need to stay here.” Tony raised his eyebrows and you agreed with a nod letting him leave the room. 

Bucky heard footsteps and he turned around quickly but was only met by Mr. Tony Stark himself. He had to finally talk to the father of his secret girlfriend. 

“Mr. Barnes” Tony let out the first words eyeing him closely. 

“Mr. Stark” Bucky said clearing his throat. 

*** Part 4 will be the last part to this series :)

tags: @lucacangettathisass , @janeschwartz1 , @just-a-littlebit-of-everything @stevieboyharrington , @theshekinahb , @shrekssunflowers , @settlebackeasy , @averystrainingwheels , @vogueworthy-barnes , @fireflyloki21, @intoxicatingloki , @peach-barnes , @impalatobakerstreet

#peter parker x reader #tony stark imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fluff #marvel imagine

[loveinhawkins]

There’s a strange lull after the Upside Down is sealed shut, after it’s all over; Steve can see everyone struggling with it, particularly Eddie: it’s not like a town goes from vilifying you to doubling back on everything overnight.

Hawkins is quiet, ghostly. And yet, somehow Steve and Robin still have their jobs at Family Video—Steve is torn between laughing at the absurdity of it and being grateful for the familiarity. Every few shifts or so, Eddie will show up, uncharacteristically quiet, usually grabbing a chair in the back, out of view from the customers; Steve will take his lunch break there just so they can chat, unless Eddie has fallen asleep. Steve starts to suspect that the main reason Eddie comes is just so he can listen to the background noise of Robin and Steve: working, gossiping, teasing each other.

But Eddie seldom joins in on the banter himself. He seems jaded, worn around the edges; and there’s a shade of uncertainty to his now rare smiles. It doesn’t suit him, Steve thinks.

He gets the idea on a closing shift, five minutes till they can officially lock the doors to customers. The store is already empty, so Eddie has left the back room to instead perch on the counter, eyes vacant.

With a sudden spring in his step, Steve shuts the blinds prematurely. “Hey, Rob,” he calls across, “five minutes till showtime.”

Robin blinks uncomprehendingly for a second before giving a blinding grin. “Oh, you’re on.”

When was the last time we did this? Steve wonders. They’d come up with the routine together, during one of their first closing shifts here. It feels like a lifetime ago.

He keeps an eye on his watch, counting the minutes down, then makes a show of locking the doors. He smiles when Robin turns the radio on full blast at precisely the moment that he flips the sign to ‘Closed.’

He sees Eddie look up in vague curiosity at the sound. The DJ is currently chatting, and when Robin rolls her eyes, “Ugh, come on,” Eddie gives a quiet snort.

“You good, Buckley?”

“Yeah,” Steve says, “she’s just impatient.”

He narrowly avoids a VHS case to the head; he ducks, then chuckles at Eddie’s bemusement, Robin’s smile of anticipation.

The DJ plays a little jingle…

…And then the unmistakeable intro to Cyndi Lauper’s ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’ fills the store.

Steve whoops. “Yes.”

Eddie tilts his head—still confused, but a little smile tugs at his lips, like he can’t help it. “What are you…?”

He trails off as Steve starts to skip his way down an aisle, tidying away tapes along to the beat, with all the theatricality of Broadway. Robin cheers like she’s watching a live concert.

Eddie is staring in disbelief; Steve winks, unabashedly over the top.

Showtime.

Steve mouths along to the lyrics—vaulting over the counter, Eddie scrabbling out of the way with a hilarious yelp, he grabs the phone in time for ‘The phone rings in the middle of the night,’ and if he puts even more feeling into ‘My father yells, ‘What you gonna do with your life?’’, well, it’s all part of the performance.

By the time the song ends, he’s breathless, and Robin is cheering herself hoarse, and Eddie—

Eddie is beaming.

“Jesus Christ,” he says, with hushed delight. He’s looking at Steve like he just hung the moon and the stars, eyes sparkling. “What the fuck was that, Harrington? This is the best day of my life.”

Robin is cackling. “Right? The first time he did it—”

“The first time?!”

“—I wanted to, like, invent time travel, just so I could tell myself, hey, one day you’re gonna watch Steve Harrington lipsync.”

Eddie is cracking up, laughing so hard he almost falls off the counter. It’s the most relaxed he’s been in ages, surely the happiest Steve has ever seen him. “There’s no way anyone would’ve believed you.”

“Rude,” Steve says, ruffling some fingers through his hair to fix the flyaway strands. “I’ve honed these skills for years.” He catches Eddie’s eye, winking again. “You’ve not even seen my ABBA moves.”  

Yeah, Steve thinks, catching his breath before another song begins. He smiles softly—Eddie’s continuous giggles are a triumph. There you are.

#and a few songs later he has eddie singing along <3 #let steve be silly and have fun agenda <3 #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve and robin #eddie and robin