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ghostlyfleur · 4 months

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𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡.

steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: the sweet progression of steve and his pretty girl’s relationship.

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, idiots in love, oblivious!reader, shy!reader, inexperienced!reader. pet names (angel, baby, flower girl, pretty girl, princess, sweet girl). 18+ mdni, smut-adjacent. world building.

word count: ~4.5k

pre-relationship—

steve’s girl friend is a soft spoken, remarkably sweet, gentle soul. she’s shy, way too anxious, so inexperienced that she comes off as innocent. her wardrobe consists of flowy skirts and flowery dresses and soft sweaters and cozy knits, puts flowers in her hairdos like interwoven in braids or tucked in a half-up half-down mess, has this ethereal vibe to the makeup she likes to wear (ie. shimmery eyeshadow in soft colors, highlighter, sparkly lipgloss, white waterline pencil, fairy wing eyeliner designs, and slightly blushy cheeks), wears silver wire-framed glasses at home when not using contacts and steve thinks it brings out her gorgeous eyes even more. she always wears pretty dangly earrings with flowers, her nails painted with glitter nail polish or neutral soft colors, and steve thinks she’s an angel.

the rest of the people in town mostly think her to be weird and unapproachable, with the way she stops mid walk to crouch down and whisper softly to a ladybug she sees on the sidewalk, or when she accidentally bumps into a street pole and yells out a panicked ‘sorry!’ as if she would hear a reply back.

when steve first met his girl, he was enchanted.

she was so soft and beautiful and kind, but also very anxious; something he noticed the first time she walked into scoops ahoy, and steve was so excited to finally talk to the pretty girl that started working at the flower shop down the block that he’s been pining for. the pretty girl’s reaction to his flirting however was of shyness, nervousness, and seemingly scared silence… so steve decided to make a fool out of himself just to see her smile. it was worth it. steve felt as if her laughter was the equivalent of the skies opening up to let sunshine peak through dark clouds. they eased their way into each other’s lives after that. his girl started seeking him out, finding comfort and safety in his presence and caregiving personality, though remaining clueless of his feelings and just how much robin teased him for being a smitten fool.

“pretty flower girl” is how steve referred to her at the beginning, all heart eyes and dreamy sighs. working at a flower shop seems to fit her so entirely, like she’s in her own little world while surrounded by flora. she’s able to tell you the meanings, both positive and negative, of any flower imaginable, of different plants too! keeps a log book and a journal to track her flora friends’ growth, pressed flowers and polaroid pictures of different bouquets, photographs each beautiful arrangement she creates in a picture album.

her home is also completely taken over by pots and plants and gardens and hanging vines, secrets whispered to them while she waters her little friends as needed, full conversations kept that seem to make all the plants bloom and flourish even more. lots of natural light comes in from the many windows of her cabin, surrounded by greenery and trees and a small pond that wild animals often visit, knowing her safe haven is also a safe haven for any animals. the place always smells like whatever she’s baking, the decor homey and filled with crystals and incense and hand painted mugs and vases. greens, yellows, oranges, and tan colors. books balanced on any available surface.

she becomes steve’s girl best friend, and he loves her so much. worships her, really. steve makes it his mission to spoil and love his pretty girl, even if he hides it behind silly flirting and the pretense of friendship.

whenever they’re together, steve and his girl are all the other sees. the gang has a little bet on who will break first, steve or his flower girl.

her sit is always his lap.

steve swears off other girls as soon as he meets her.

he is very affectionate towards her, and she loves to kiss his cheeks.

they often have sleepovers just the two of them.

they’re so close they can just exist together and be at peace.

she’s so supportive of him too, always praising him and hyping him up.

steve is overprotective of her.

whenever one goes the other sure follows.

see, steve’s girl is so sweet on him it drives robin crazy. because robin knows the feelings are reciprocated, but she also knows both steve and his girl enough to know she needs to let them figure this out by themselves. it doesn’t mean robin isn’t their number one fan, though.

steve’s pretty girl bakes him sweets often to bring to him at work to “make your day a little easier, stevie”, she brings him flowers from her job that steve learns to preserve in his room, she gives him her favorite ring that he never takes off. but steve also does little things for his sweet girl— takes care of her and buys her chocolate because it makes her so happy and giddy he falls a little more in love each time. he also reminds her to drink water, buys her favorite snacks for movie night or when she’s on her period, takes her to the movies, drives her everywhere (because she’s his pretty passenger princess) to have some extra time with her.

oh! steve’s girl also has a bunch of homemade gifts that she keeps in a small glass trunk in her home because she’s too shy to give them to her stevie— handmade bracelets, handmade wire rings, pretty things she finds at thrift stores that remind her of her pretty boy, handmade necklaces, small gifts with pressed flowers, letters she writes down because she feels so deeply for her sweet boy that she needs to let it out somehow, and a bunch of other small gifts that she hopes one day she can give to her stevie to show him how much she loves him.

she’s so lovely to her stevie without even realizing, though. she’s demiromantic, you see, and after becoming friends with steve she started to slowly fall for him. the thing is, she knew very well what was happening, she’s very in tune to her emotions, and she fell for him willingly! whereas steve fell for her fast and kept falling.

imagine his girl never had her first kiss… she’s so inexperienced and her sweet persona and gentle demeanor make her seem like the softest person ever. steve is so mesmerized by her.

he flirts with her and is sweet to her and devotes his time to her and spoils her rotten and gives her kisses and hugs and cuddles and all the love he has to give— steve quickly decided that even if they’re ‘just friends’ he’ll still treat her like his princess, give her everything he can and shower her in his adoration until she catches up. and even then, even when it’s so obvious that steve is in love with her, that he blushes and stutters and gets flustered only for her, that he shows her every day just how much he loves her, she remains oblivious.

in her pov, she knows she’s in love with her stevie so she’s going to treat him like the most precious person in her world. which he is. the thing is that she gives him all of her love without ever once considering that he might return it, even as he flirts and quite literally says he’s hers and she’s his all the time, it never even crosses her mind to actually believe it. maybe because she’s trying to protect herself from heartbreak. she just decides that her stevie deserves the world so she’s going to give him all she can.

but she’s so soft with him! holds his face between her hands when talking to him sometimes like she’s holding her whole world on her hands, presses kisses to his cheeks all the time, gives him hugs. she always compliments him, isn’t afraid of telling him exactly what’s on her mind…

“you look so pretty, stevie”

“i’m so proud of you.”

“i missed you lots today!”

“i saw this cute puppy and it reminded me of you ‘cause you’re just as cute!”

“i always prefer your company.”

flower girl is the most adorable sight steve has ever seen! she pouts so prettily whenever she doesn’t get the attention she wants from him, all soft lips and furrowed brows and plush cheeks crossed arms, and steve just wants to pepper kisses all over her face.

her love languages:

she bakes him cookies ; buys him things that remind her of her stevie ; plans these cute little “friend” outings that feel more like dates ; she’s never lacking in her affections though she’s very timid and shy when it happens ; will defend him no matter what ; makes sure to always praise him ; she gets all cranky if someone insults him even playfully ; she’s very shy so she often hides her face on his chest or neck and it makes his heart flutter ; she helps him babysit bc the kids love her ; she gave her stevie a special arrangement of flowers that she created just for him plus a little booklet of pictures of the two of them together that also had pressed flowers on it for his birthday ; she checks in with him every day even if they don’t see each other to make sure her stevie is doing okay ; will stay on the phone with him all night especially if he had a nightmare or a fight with his parents.

where steve’s best friend is all cute and pouty and sweet and clingy and loving but only to her stevie!!!!! and she’s a bit ditzy— talks to animals and plants and inanimate objects like they can answer her, her thoughts jump from one thing to another but steve always entertains her, she skips instead of waking a lot, she dresses all cute and coquette and always has glitter on her somewhere, she gives steve handmade gifts all the time with this shy little smile and blushing and sometimes when the gift is specially meaningful she’ll run away as soon as he accepts it 🥺 she trips over her own feet a lot too!!! so steve has to grip her waist to help her find her footing!!! and it makes her break out in goosebumps!!! and steve is so in love with her, with her ramblings and midnight ice cream cravings and true crime rants and the way she talks about murder and psychopath profiling and laughs at horror movies and has crystals and tarot cards and wants to befriend ghosts, how she gives her stevie little glass bottles with protection spells or anti-anxiety spells or how she always needs to hear his voice before bed.

and she’s so pretty and soft and kind and nice and laughs a lot and everyone loves her— but she never notices how so many people flirt with her, and never notices whenever steve scares possible suitors away, because really she only sees steve!!!!!! and it makes him crazy to see how she blatantly ignores anyone and everyone to focus on him!!!!!

but then one day steve’s girl starts feeling sad and heartbroken because she’s convinced herself that steve still loves nancy so she starts pulling away a little and steve doesn’t understand what he did wrong! robin has to spell it out for him that his girl thinks he still wants nancy when that couldn’t be further from the truth; steve now knows he’s never truly been in love before, not like he is with his angel, and that it was his angel that showed him he deserves someone who loves him just as much as he loves them. therefore, steve does his best to find ways to tell his girl that nancy is in the past, that she has nothing to worry about, but he has to do so while him and his angel aren’t together yet so he slowly breached the subject until he can figure out where his girl stands, if he can make a move, if she’s interested in him too, y’know? like those conversations filled with a deeper meaning and both parties trying to drop hints about their feelings but they’re still too hesitant to be more clear in their affections. for now.

imagine steve spoiling her and making her all giddy and happy and shy and giggly :( i want steve to treat his baby like royalty way before they even get together :( i wanna read about their first kiss and how it makes steve’s knees buckle and how she’s so giggly because it’s her first kiss and he tells her he wants to marry her right then and there and she tells him she never ever would consider being with anyone but her stevie :(

after they get together—

their first kiss happens in what steve considers to be the best night of his life to date.

it was halloween, and he was slightly nervous about going to the fair with not only the kids and robin and eddie, but his girl too. the year before, he stayed in with his angel and robin watching movies and eating junk, which was the perfect night ‘cause he got to cuddle his girl, but last halloween he went out to celebrate didn’t end up being very enjoyable for him… what with having your now-ex call you bulshit, bullshit, bullshit.

however, this is his girl he’s talking about. while it wasn’t a date, simply a hangout with their friend group, steve still considers his girl, well… his. and the fact she insisted on meeting them there herself had him slightly on edge.

she was dressed as a fairy.

steve has never seen anyone as pretty, as mesmerizing. and the way she treated this night, treated him, was driving steve crazy.

first, once she meets everyone at the entrance of the amusement park they agreed to go to, she insists on paying for both herself and steve. literally grabs steve’s wallet from his hand and only gives it back after she pays.

he, of course, only really allows it because she gives him her — in steve’s opinion illegal — pouty puppy eyes that she knows steve can’t say no to.

afterwards, once they all enter and the kids disperse to the various entertainment with the agreement of meeting up later to eat, steve’s girl drags him away from robin and eddie, who were both sporting knowing grins, to a shooting booth where she proceeds to win, suspiciously easily might he add, a stuffed frog for him.

and then she grabs his hand. albeit hesitantly, but she does. intertwining their fingers and everything.

the entire night was a dream for steve, and unbeknownst to him, for his girl too. she had a plan, you see. his angel was pulling out all the stops, even if she was shy and blushy the whole time— paying for the tickets for both of them was number one. followed by winning steve a stuffed animal, holding his hand, sharing fried oreos and cotton candy (again, paid by her), and going to the photobooth. the ferris wheel would be last, but it’s what happens inside the photobooth that matters.

once inside, steve made sure she was sat on his lap. she payed again. the pictures go a little something like this:

1st pic steve is laughing and she’s looking at him like he’s her dream come true which he is / 2nd pic she pushes forward not being able to wait any longer and quickly presses her lips to his a bit messily / 3rd pic is her looking all flustered and shy and doe-eyed while steve has this dazed look in his eyes and his jaw is dropped / 4th pic is steve grabbing her cheeks and kissing her fully, brows furrowed and all.

steve steals another kiss at the top of the ferris wheel, it was giggling and smiling more than kissing, though.

on the drive home, angel makes a stop at their self-assigned star gazing spot where she officially asks steve to be her boyfriend, all flustered and timid but oh so hopeful. another kiss, a resounding “yes” from her sweet boy, and dropping him off with a quick goodnight kiss ends the night, and steve has never been happier.

the fact she planned this whole night, took a chance, romanced the hell out of him, and was so genuine the whole time, looking to make him smile, just because, had steve on a high unlike any other. no one has ever taken the time to spoil him, to do romantic things for him. he’s not used to reciprocity in relationships, but here this angel is professing her love for him and not only saying it but showing him she means it. best night of his life.

and so their relationship begins.

steve harrington just worships his girl, spoils her continuously, and wants to do everything for her. he is overly affectionate and just obsessed with his baby, pictures of her and with her everywhere on his house, his car, his wallet, maybe even a locket he wears with a copy of the picture of their first kiss on it. steve took the photobooth strip and got the second picture, his angel kissing him for the first time, copied and altered to fit into the locket.

everyone in town just knows steve is entirely whipped and he does not care. he is definitely touch starved for his girl, quite a bit jealous, however, but trusts her so much that it just comes out as a sort of possessiveness that isn’t toxic but something both he and, secretly, his angel enjoy. steve always praises her and wants to take care of her because she’s his sweet little angel girl.

steve is also her first everything— first kiss, first date, first boyfriend, first time… and it drives him insane! something about knowing he’s the only one that’s ever had her and the only one she’s ever wanted just drives him up the wall and gets him so needy. so desperate. so whiney and pouty.

something else about steve as a boyfriend is that he’s his angel’s biggest fan — always praising, always encouraging, always in awe of her. will brag about his baby to anyone. randomly brings her up in conversation because she’s all he thinks about and he’s so proud to be hers.

buying her flowers whenever he can so she’ll give him this wide, square smile of hers that takes over her whole face like she can’t control it and her nose scrunches up a bit and he never wants to look at anything but her.

her stevie is really into pda too, can’t take his hands off of her, but nothing extreme; casual touches and pecks on her nose or temple or lips or cheeks, buries his face in her neck often, hand holding constantly!!!!!!, plays with her hair, is always playing with the delicate ‘s’ pendant on her neck that he gifted her and she never takes off (steve has this proud little smile whenever he messes with it).

then there’s the casual dominance— steve tucks her hair behind her ears, ties her shoelaces for her, adjusts the clasp of her necklace, puts her dainty jewelry on for her, braids her hair because she’s always clumsy with it and she prefers his braids over hers, gives her water so she stays hydrated, remembers her meds for her, adjusts her beanie on her hair when it’s cold and she’s wearing one, wipes chocolate from the corner of her mouth because his baby is a messy eater, pulls on her waist when they’re walking so she doesn’t bump into someone or something because she’s too busy talking and looking at him, spoon feeds her when she’s too tired and sleepy and pouty, brushes her teeth for her too when she’s being his cute little tired baby or is in subspace, brushing her hair and treating her like a little doll, his little doll, and loves to shower with her so he can do it for her, loves to drive her everywhere too. she’s his pretty passenger princess and they both take that role very seriously.

and whenever his pretty baby gets all glassy eyed and needy and blushy for him? he melts.

steve has a daddy kink. major one. and when he finally finds his baby, his person, he starts noticing things she might be into for the sole reason of wanting to be the absolute best he can be for his baby. the thing is, he knows she’s entirely new to this and still a bit nervous and hesitant and shy, so he starts by filing things away in his brain to make sure once she’s ready and the time comes that he can treat her perfectly, and give her everything and anything she wants.

his baby is probably a sub, she must be, with how pliable and soft she gets. for sure has an oral fixation, always giving him little kisses and little bites randomly and pressing his hand to her lips so she can softly mouth at them (but will shy away and get flustered when she notices she’s doing this) (she just loves his hands and he knows). steve’s girl also gets all flustered and her breath hitches when he jokingly calls himself ‘daddy’, so he takes that as a good sign because there’s nothing steve wants more in this world than to be her daddy. only hers. to spoil and care for and love his baby to the best of his ability.

she also loves when he manhandles her, he’s noticed— it’s just that steve really enjoys carrying his baby around, loves feeling needed and loves holding her and having her body pressed to his and have her hold on to him, but also he just wants to do things for his baby, doesn’t want her to tire herself out, ever!

she doesn’t need to walk around all the time because her stevie’s here and he won’t have his baby do unnecessary work when he’s around. whenever he grabs her waist and places her on top of a counter or something and stands between her legs? she gets all smiley. steve also absolutely loves how clearly his touch affects her; she hums and melts into him and gets a bit breathless and just tries to bury herself into him until they become one. lots of cuddles and hugs from behind and just being entirely wrapped in each other while wearing the coziest sweaters under the cuddliest blanket are common occurrences.

the main thing, though… is how steve’s shy little girlfriend quickly becomes obsessed with his bulge. loves when her stevie hugs her from behind so it presses against her, or when he has her sit between his legs with her back to his chest, or any time where her stevie is holding her close. he doesn’t even need to be hard for her to enjoy it, i mean, he shows through his jeans even when he’s soft! and she just always thinks it looks so…soft? and chubby? and she just wants it smushed against her at all times.

it takes steve a while to figure it out, but when he does? he’s relentless! pressing up against his baby all. the. fucking. time. just to see her blush and stutter and get all shy… but she also fucking sighs and relaxes whenever he does it, like it’s such a comfort for her? to feel all of him? like it’s all she’s waiting for at all times. and it drives steve crazy how his cute, shy, introverted, virgin girlfriend who giggles all the time and is always flustered by him and hiding her hot cheeks with her hands and is so… clumsy and tentative and nervous when it comes to any sort of affection (which she only accepts from her stevie) ((she definitely hates touch except his)) (((and he knows it too! was one of the things that proved to him his pretty best friend had feelings for him too when they were ‘just friends’))) can be so desperate to feel his bulge against her.

angel also loves that her stevie boy has huge hands! absolutely massive. could-wrap-one-hand-around-your-entire-neck massive, beautiful, strong, soft hands.. and yeah, both steve and his girl definitely have huge size kinks. huge. they haven’t said so out loud yet, but it shows through their actions. steve loves how obvious the size difference is when they’re holding hands, or when his hand is on her soft thighs. most of the time his baby holds his fingers instead because it hurts a little bit to intertwine their fingers for too long and steve thinks it’s fucking adorable. she’s shorter too, so 😵‍💫 her sweet boy goes crazy. teasing, best friend steve comes out sometimes too when he uses her head as an armrest to tease her, or when he full on picks her up to take her somewhere if she’s being a brat or is too lazy, too tired to move.

steve’s angel loves their size difference. so much. it shows when she hides herself against his chest when it’s cold, when she compares hand sizes because “stevie, the difference is just insane!”, when steve smushes her into the mattress when they start fucking later on. steve notices his angel blush or sigh or break out in goosebumps whenever his hands are involved— i mean, can you blame her? his hands are so pretty. she’s always holding and touching and tracing her fingertips over his palms and pressing kisses, biting softly, sucking on his fingers when she’s restless, fidgety, or sleepy.

using steve as a weighted blanket is a must; helps angel when she’s anxious or having a bad day.

to be continued…

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steddieas-shegoes · 2 months

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pins and needles

for @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘pin’

388 words | rated t | cw: a/b/o dynamics, implied fertility issues, mpreg | tags: omega Steve Harrington, alpha Eddie Munson, established relationship, a rare omegaverse sighting from me what is happening

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Steve glanced at the clock again. The office closed in ten minutes. Maybe he should call.

“You gonna tell me why you’ve been on pins and needles all day?” Eddie asked around a bite of lasagne. Steve had yet to touch his own plate.

“I’m fine.”

Eddie’s eyes squinted back at him suspiciously. “You’ve been acting weird for days now. And you smell different.”

Steve’s breath caught at that.

He thought about the two positive pregnancy tests he took three days ago. He thought about how his smell would be different if he was pregnant.

But then he thought about the two negative tests he’d had that same day. That was what made him get his blood tests done at the doctor the day before.

They promised results by the end of today.

So maybe Steve was just a little bit on edge.

“Do I smell different? Really?” Steve asked.

“A little. Just a hint of some fruity smell? Can’t quite tell what it is, maybe a berry?” Eddie sniffed. “Blueberry?”

Just as Steve was about to admit to taking the tests without his mate, the phone rang. He jumped up and ran to grab it off the hook, barely even saying hello.

“Yes, it’s Steve Munson. Uh huh. Yes.” He could feel Eddie’s eyes on him from the table. And then the doctor gave him the best news he could’ve heard. “Really? I am?”

Eddie was suddenly behind him, probably sensing the shift in his tone, hearing the tears in his voice.

“Yeah, I can come in next week. Monday at ten sounds good. Thank you so much. Okay. See you then.”

He hung up the phone and turned to Eddie.

“What is it? Are you sick?” Eddie looked pale and his scent shifted to something laced with concern. “We should call Dustin. He has a friend who’s a doctor now.”

“Eds.” Steve grabbed his hands, pulled them to his still-flat but hardened stomach. “Baby.”

“What?” Eddie was still confused.

Steve covered his hands over his stomach and kissed his cheek. “We’re having a baby.”

They’d tried for nearly two years, almost convinced they couldn’t because of the bats in the Upside Down nearly eating them both alive. But now they were. They were gonna be parents.

Eddie looked down at their hands. “Holy shit! Really?”

“Really.”

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficmarch #cw: a/b/o #cw: omegaverse #cw: implied fertility issues #omega steve harrington #alpha eddie munson #established relationship #cw: mpreg

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bit-odd-innit · 1 year

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Eddie who cries a lot, Eddie who cries openly and easily and unabashedly, Eddie who cries not only when he’s upset but also when he’s frustrated or happy or full of some overwhelming cocktail of positive and negative emotions, Eddie who cries so often the kids are used to it vs. Steve who has not cried in years, Steve who has endured countless horrors and unfathomable physical trauma, Steve who puts his body on the line time and time again and has never broken once, Steve who shatters a glass on his kitchen floor—not even a nice glass, just a plain drinking glass, he was getting juice for Erica—and inexplicably bursts into tears, and it’s so unexpected and so jarring that everyone starts crying and nobody knows why.

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #I’m a big pusher of crybaby Eddie and Steve ‘gets hit by all his emotions about the last 5 years at once because of something innocuous’#tagging this as Steddie cause even though he’s ALSO crying he’s the only one who can get a handle on it #he’s just like ‘this is good and cathartic but I’m going to call Wayne to bring over some Gatorades cause we’re going to be SO dehydrated’

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harmonictechnicality · 1 year

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Steve trims his split-ends in the bathroom one day and Eddie finds the trimmings in the garbage.

“What the hell is this?” Eddie barks the question, holding the trash can in front of Steve’s face. The crime has turned Eddie into some sort of Hair Lawyer, showcasing the evidence to the defendant.

Steve peers over top the magazine that he’s skimming through, examines the inside of the garbage can, and then returns back to reading.

“Baby, don’t do this.”

Which - wow - what a fucking outrageous response. Like who responds to their prosecutor with pet names and zero justification? Who does that?

“I didn’t do shit - you did this!” Eddie stares into the garbage can. Wiping imaginary tears from the corners of his eyes and staring longingly at the stray brown hairs. No longer attached to Steve’s gorgeous, perfect head.

“This is a travesty.”

“It’s just dead hair.”

“No, it was very much alive.” Eddie drops to his knees, pointing directly to Steve as he speaks. “You murdered it, Steve Harrington.”

“Whatever, I’ll play along.” Steve tosses his magazine to the side of the couch, rolling his eyes.

“What do you mean play al-” Eddie gets cut off by Steve’s finger over his lips.

He strokes Eddie’s cheek with the pad of his thumb, and the block of anger in Eddie’s chest goes all melty at the contact.

“How can I make this bizarro grieving process better?” Steve asks sweetly. His words are cushions to soften this devastating blow.

Like seriously, Aphrodite fucking molded Steve Harrington from god-like love and leftover cosmic dust. Why would he cut his hair knowing how ethereal he is? Okay sure, this is just Eddie’s Theory, but he’s goddamn convinced there’s pieces of Steve that are otherworldly - his infamous hair being one of them for sure.

“Eddie?”

“Sorry. Distracted.”

Distracted by his pretty boyfriend is a common occurrence in Eddie’s life now, but whatever.

"How do we fix this so I can avoid a guilty verdict by the jury of one?" Steve boops his finger onto Eddie's nose as he says 'one.' It makes Eddie all giggly, the anger is practically a puddle at this point. But if Eddie Munson is anything, it's consistent. If he starts a comedy bit, you bet your ass he's gonna fully commit.

"We're gonna bury it." Eddie acts solemn, regaining his silly little charade.

"My hair?"

"Uh huh."

"Eds..."

"It deserves a proper place of rest."

Steve exhales loudly. For a moment, he just looks over Eddie's features. Probably thinking, what the hell have I gotten myself into with this walking freakshow?

And before Eddie can allow that toxic thought to take occupancy in his mind, Steve puffs out his shiny pink lips and kisses Eddie. Nothing too rough, nothing too gentle (cause Eddie despises feathery-lipped kisses). It's the Goldilocks Effect of Kisses: just the right amount of everything. Just enough pressure, movement, tongue, all of it. Steve Harrington's lips can sweep away negative mindsets and replace them with shimmering constellations of positivity.

"Okay, baby." Steve says, eyes still closed post-kissing his boyfriend thoughtless. "I'll get the shoebox, you call the rest of the gang."

"Why?"

"Cause if we're doing this your way, we've gotta go all out."

"Which means?"

Steve pecks Eddie's cheek and gives him a quick wink:

"We're gonna have a whole damn funeral for my hair."

And that's when it hits him: the only thing Eddie is more committed to than his comedy bits, is Steve Harrington.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #Eddie is so obsessed with how pretty Steve is #and Steve just loves that Eddie is over the top with absolutely everything #Eddie convincing Steve to perform bits with him is their love language I swear

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illusion-reality-steve · 1 year

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Au idea: Swap au, Nightmare steve and ancient yellow king swap, reverse steve and positive steve swap, plague steve and demon steve swap, the overseer(Elder Blue form) and negative steve swap

Why am I being asked to consider so many AUs that separate Positive and Negative from each other? Anon, what did Positive and Negative do to deserve this? Lol

Anyway, the idea of Reverse and Overseer being connected is interesting. I’m gonna take a page from Rainbow Quest and suggest an AU where maybe Overseer is the first Elder Blue and Reverse is the first Rainbow Steve. They were besties and worked together to better Steves society before something bad happened to them both, causing them to be like Positive and Negative in this AU.

Thank you for the ask, anon!

#asks #anonymous #steve saga #steve saga au #steve saga swap au #reverse steve #overseer #tss!reverse steve #positive steve #negative steve #steve au ask a thon

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canyourfavesurvivecastledracula · 3 months

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MINECRAFT STEVE

We shall assume Steve is in Adventure Mode and cannot simply break the Castle blocks with his hands.

I think Minecraft Steve's biggest problem in Castle Dracula is that he can't sleep because there are monsters nearby. If he tries to escape by night he will be immediately killed by Phantoms.

I don't think he can parkour down the wall because he has no fingers and toes, and the hand holds are negative space in the castle wall not positive space into the next block over... though there is that ledge. So maybe he could go across but not down. I don't think there is water at the bottom of the cliff, so he can't just jump without taking fatal fall damage - and if he respawns he'll respawn inside the Castle, since Dracula gave him a bed. But probably this is Hardcore anyway.

I think Dracula can very easily remove his ability to both mine and craft. He probably burns his pickaxes in front if him like the big jerk he is. I don't see any way out of this unless Dracula gives him o-

WAIT HANG ON. If he makes it along the ledge and into Dracula's room and then down into the ruined chapel - there are pickaxes there. And, famously, a shovel! Steve can't fit all 50 of Dracula's dirt blocks in his inventory ....unless they stack. Do they stack?? Steve takes Dracula's dirt and his boxes and then mines his way straight out throug the castle... or even uses the dirt to make himself a sort of a staircase out through the window. Yeah he can do it with just the shovel actually.

So yeah, IF Steve can parkour down through Dracula's window he can get the shovel and a whole stack of dirt and escape. And I think he probably can.

This is another case where Dracula can definitely just kill him if he wants to... but why? I honestly don't have a good read on hiw Dracula feels about Minecraft Steve. There's no reason not to kill him but there's no reason to kill him either. You know? And the Girlies can drink him as much as they like but so long as Dracula keeps feeding him his hearts go right back up, so why not?

I was gonna give this one a haed no, but then I remembered the shovel, so I have to reverse myself: Minecraft Steve can survive Castle Dracula

#minecraft #minecraft steve #video game protags

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thestobingirlie · 3 months

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conformity in stranger things

(as we see it through the characters of steve, dustin and eddie)

dustin meets steve while steve is already heading down his own path — he’s leaving behind ideas about high school and relationships, and figuring out who he is without them.

steve, by season two, had already become disillusioned with the idea of high school, and power struggles, and being the most popular guy in school. which is why he doesn’t react to billy’s taunts.

despite what the fandom may have you believe, steve’s seasons long arc about his struggle with conforming to the person people expect him to be is done.

don’t get me wrong, steve is still hanging onto some ideas in s2, like pretending you don’t care to get girls, and seeing nancy as different to all his other girlfriends (though i personally think that speaks more to steve’s prior relationships than the way he views woman).

and so, dustin and their friendship play a major role in steve fully moving on from the concept of ‘conforming’. steve doesn’t want to change who he is to get people to like him, or love him!

and with dustin, he doesn’t!!!

they make up dorky handshakes, and give each other advice. they talk about girls and steve teaches him how to achieve his signature hairstyle.

their relationship impacts both boys, but neither of them are conforming. it’s pretty much the exact opposite!!! despite what some fans would have you believe steve and dustin have a positive impact on each other!!!

dustin doesn’t change who he is to impress steve! he’s just as dorky as before, and in fact imparts some of that dorkiness onto steve!! steve and dustin help each other to find who they are, and figure themselves out.

on the other hand.

eddie had a negative impact on dustin.

dustin in s3 is dorky. he likes science, and school, and building great big radio towers up hills.

dustin in s4 is failing classes, treating friends like shit, his hubris is at an all time high; all aided by eddie’s high opinion of himself and ideas about conforming.

see. when eddie talks about conforming, he doesn’t really understand what he’s talking about (which is why his fans don’t either).

when he criticised people for ‘conforming’, all he’s really talking about is people being interested in things he doesn’t like. parties. band. science. basketball. he looks down on them all.

he makes snap judgments, and reduces them down to stereotypes. we literally watch him learn this on screen!!!

we literally watch as he verbally recognises that he knew nothing about steve, and yet reduced him down to his interest in basketball.

and here’s where the irony comes in. eddie is literally leading the club on conformity.

everyone in hellfire wears the exact same thing, and he makes fun of the clothes they used to wear. he seats himself on a thrown, and judges anyone that wishes to come before him before he deems them worthy to play a game. he’s not accepting all losers. he’s literally telling them they’re lesser than as he stands on tables in the cafeteria, and then fights against erica playing with them… just because he thinks she has to prove herself to him first.

that’s the point of eddie’s character!! that his whole big speech at the beginning of the season is wrong. and we literally see how he’s wrong scenes later when eddie interacts with chrissy.

people watch eddie learn and grow as a person, and then reduce his character right back down to who he was when he was first introduced.

tl;dr — if one of dustin’s relationships is about conformity, it’s his friendship with eddie, not steve. his brother dynamic with steve is about the complete opposite. about reaching across dumb nerd v jock social divides and finding a family.

in looking up to eddie, dustin has let his other interests fall to the wayside. he’s snarkier, makes fun of steve more (just like he’s been watching eddie mock jocks for months), his friendships with the rest of the party are at an all time low.

and yet. some people would have me believe this is dustin’s truest self? who gets his mormon girlfriend to hack into his school because he’s failing latin. who mocks steve for ‘wanting to be a hero’ when just the season before he was prepared to die by steve’s side.

#steve harrington #dustin henderson #eddie munson #stranger things #my post

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steviewashere · 3 months

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Perfect Timing

Rating: General CW: References to Sex Tags: Established Relationship, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Steve Harrington Loves Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, Marriage Proposals, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Future Fic, Dialogue Heavy

For the @steddielovemonth prompt: "Love is having hope for the future together."

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Steve was sitting at the dining table, hands spread out on the surface, staring down at a piece of mail when he heard Eddie clamber through the front door. Based on the string of things being dropped and Eddie not reacting negatively, just sighing a little bit and picking things up, must mean he was having a good day.

It’s funny, Steve thinks, that he knows the way in which Eddie’s emotions express when he comes through the front door of their shared space. They began renting an apartment in Chicago just a year or so after getting together. Tail end of 1986 meant sharing a bed and house by August of 1987. And it’s theirs. Filled with miscellaneous clutter—a bookshelf brimmed with books, coffee table layered with Sports Illustrated and Heavy Metal magazines, dice and keys and Topps baseball cards, and picture frames they dust and drawings from Eddie’s sketchbooks and ‘failed’ art projects of Steve’s that Eddie thought were masterpieces. Point is, they’ve made it their home. And they started their lives with a breath of fresh air.

And now it’s 1995, depending on one another’s reactions, this all may just crumble at their feet.

See, Eddie was out playing a demo tape for a small record company based here in Chicago. A little indie place that’s been looking to expand their music catalogue from contemporary to a broader lick of alternative genres. Which, it turns out, includes thrash and heavy metal. Which, Steve adores, Eddie is amazing at performing.

But, Steve? He’s been anxiously waiting all day for the mail to arrive. Biting down on his fingernails, chewing them up so much they bleed and he has to run his fingertips under lukewarm water. Pacing the carpet of the living room. Pushing down and peering through the eggshell blinds. Biting his fingernails, again. And then it came and now he’s at their dining table and now he’s waiting for Eddie to careen around the corner and kiss his hair and ask in his greeting Steve voice, “What’s this, baby?”

“What’s this, baby?” Steve hears from above him. He jumps a little bit. Maybe he should have put on music or something, try to get himself to stay grounded in the present. “Stevie?” Eddie calls.

“Oh, uh,” Steve stutters. “It’s a letter I got in the mail, but I—I wanna hear about your demo tape.” Eddie gives him a sidelong glance. A little furrow to his eyebrows, a frown. “The letter isn’t anything bad, I read it already. But I don’t know how you’ll feel about it.”

Eddie hums, nodding in slow understanding. He slides into the dining seat across from Steve. Mirroring his position. Then, he realizes, based on whatever face Steve makes, that it’s only anxiety inducing. He sets his chin in his right palm, stretching the other onto the table for Steve to take. Waiting patiently. And says, when Steve actually grabs back, “It went really well, sweetheart. They offered me a contract.”

“That’s great news, Eds! What did—Did you sign it? Please tell me you signed it.”

Then, Eddie sighs. And Steve shrinks a little. “I did,” he tells slowly, as if testing the words for the first time. “I signed it. They’re keeping me based here. I’ll start recording next Saturday.” He squeezes at Steve’s hand.

“What’s the long face for, then?”

“I’m not making a face,” Eddie feebly argues.

“You are!” And Steve mocks him. Frowning, eyes distant to the surface of the table, bunching his eyebrows impossibly farther down his face. His shoulders slump. “That’s what you did! What happened? Were they pieces of shit to you or something? Did they like—Are they underselling your music prowess or something? Do I need to kick their—“

Eddie chuckles. His laughter like honey. “Babe, breathe for me,” he whispers. “My only issue is that—“ But he cuts himself off there. He leans in across the table. Eyes down at the letter in front of Steve. “That’s a letter from the community college, isn’t it?”

Steve pulls his hands back, laying them palm down on the paper. He swallows thickly. “It is. Why?”

“Did you get in?”

“I’m not telling you until you tell me what’s wrong.”

“You telling me determines whether or not I have a genuine problem. So…Did you get into the college that you’ve been looking at forlorn every time we drive by it? Or did you not and I need to go kick some old people ass?” His eyes are large in earnest. Grinning like the Cheshire Cat. His hair curtaining his face, making his facial features impossibly darker, shadowed by something tricky.

Steve chews on his lip. “I got in,” he mutters. “I got into their English literature program. And once I’m done with that, I transfer. And once I transfer, I start classes at a four year. I’ll be studying English literature and secondary education,” he rambles. His fingers tap over the letter. “Is that…Does that ruin your whole music dream? I don’t want to be the reason that you chase something else.”

For a moment, the room goes scary still and silent. Eddie’s facial features soften. And Steve’s heart rabbits against his ribcage. Hard enough that he slides a palm over his t-shirt, massaging at the rapid beating, hoping that he doesn’t have a heart attack on the third floor of their complex. That would suck, he thinks bitterly. And my future would be done for.

He sits back in his chair. Anxiety thrumming under his skin when Eddie still doesn’t say anything. Just keeps looking at him like he’s…Like he’s planning an entire five lifetimes with Steve. Like he’s about to sweep Steve off his feet, chuck him over the side of their mattress, give him hickeys until he’s a mottled lovesick mess, and then get down on one knee and surrender his heart to Steve’s hands. Like he’s gonna propose something wonderful like marriage. And, maybe, Steve lets himself believe something crazy like that.

“Remember when I told you that I consider marriage as a possibility?” Eddie asks abruptly.

And, goddamnit, if Eddie does something crazy and stupid like propose right now, Steve may just throw up out of excitement. How embarrassing, he thinks. And he chuckles despite that.

“I do,” he finds himself whispering. “What does this—“

“And I considered it with you. And I held you close and you cried against my lips and we made love like we were the only people in the universe? Remember all the times that you’d lay on top of me out of contentment? All the times I’d hold you close to my chest? All the times you kissed over my heart, like it was the only thing keeping us tethered to the moment?”

Nervously, Steve laughs. “Yes, Eddie. Yes, I remember all that. What is your point with—“

“Fucking margarita nights. You’re a sweet drunk, d’you know that? Like almost unbearably sweet.” Eddie scoots his chair around the table. Setting it next to Steve, on his left. And his hands come into Steve’s field of view. Gathering Steve’s palms in his, squeezing and caressing the skin. “All the times in which we thought that this apartment was all that we had.” He shakes his head, smirking, snickering like this intense reaction he’s having is something funny to Steve.

Fact of the matter, Steve is scared shitless right now. What if this is his way of breaking up, he can’t help himself from wondering. Cruel. He swallows against the lump in his throat. Words escaping him.

“I want to marry you so bad,” Eddie swears. “Wanna do the whole ceremony. And the paper signing. And the honeymoon, but in some little cabin on a mountain. Where we load the fireplace with wood and we huddle in for warmth and we sip at rich cups of Uncle Wayne’s hot chocolate. And then, in a few years time, when we’ve financially recovered from the wedding, we’ll buy a house.

“We’ll buy a house and paint it yellow,” he promises. Steve begins to cry, something silent, but can’t pinch his nose to stop himself. “It’ll be yellow because that’s your favorite color. With white shutters. And a big backyard for a dog or two. Wrap around porch so that we can sit and watch the sunrises and sunsets.” He takes a deep breath that sounds a little nasally. “I’ll make you breakfast every morning,” he continues, “serve you a fresh bowl of strawberries, ones that you grow under the big front window of our house. I’ll kiss you all over the face, like I do now, and you’ll grumble that it’s too early and then you’ll smell the bacon and you’ll give me your stupid sleepy smile that makes my heart do funny little flips and you’ll kiss me on the mouth and it’ll be disgusting because you haven’t brushed your teeth.

“And I’ll be a very happy man.” Eddie’s breath trembles in his chest. He swallows hard. Steve wonders if he can hear his own shaky breath. Or if he’s too involved in whatever this is. “I’ll be so happy,” he whispers, “And I’ll find myself thinking, how did I ever get so lucky? But it isn’t luck. And it isn’t fate. It was trauma that forced us together and I’ll laugh about it. But then I’ll sigh because who the fuck cares how we started all of this?

“You’ll be a funky middle school English teacher. With your nicely done hair and a sweater vest and some khakis. I’ll be a musician, hopefully. But, every day you’ll have a small lunch; an orange that I made you peel but I removed the pulp from, a tuna salad sandwich because you’re my fish loving dork, and a bottle of water. I’ll leave you a note everyday telling you how proud I am because I’ve never stopped being proud of you.

“I’m proud of you, Steve, d’you know that? So much.” He laughs wetly. His eyes staring down at their interlocked hands. “All this to say that I’m proud of you. That I’m happy. We’ve got a future, sweetheart. And I want to be your husband. Will you—“ He swallows once more, thick and heavy and almost painful looking. Can love hurt when it’s this sweet?

Eddie finally looks up. His eyes glistening and his cheeks wet and his skin tinted pink. His eyelashes stuck together. Nose dripping only slightly. He’s a messy crier, but Steve doesn’t fare any better. “Will you marry me, Steve? Stay by my side and we’ll accomplish our dreams together?” His voice is soft. Enamored.

Unbelievable, Steve swallows back. Because how did he get somebody like Eddie in his life? How did he manage to find love and have it promised back at him?

“Yes, Eddie,” he gasps out. “God, holy shit.” He drops his hands from Eddie’s hold, instead wrapping them around his torso. Muffled into Eddie’s shoulder, “All this just because I’m finally figuring my shit out? God.”

Eddie cackles, burying his own face in Steve’s hair. They sway a little. “I just—“ Eddie begins whispering. “I don’t know. I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while. Every time seemed right, but this one? Baby, this one was perfect.”

Steve sighs into the embrace. Content to not say anything else. Except, “I’m proud of you, too, honey. I love you so much and I’m so proud of you.”

“I love you too, love bug. God, Steve, I love you, too.”

For the first time since 1983, Steve allows himself to truly settle in for a future. A future, he knows, he’ll be especially proud of.

💕—————💕 Fun fact, I accidentally deleted this whole ficlet when I was copying and pasting. Hit the spacebar and watched it disappear in front of my eyes. But I figured out how to get it back, not before almost throwing up on myself out of anger. Love y'all <3

#stranger things #steddie #fanfiction #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddielovemonth #day 12 #fluff #domestic fluff #domestic steddie #<3

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eds6ngel · 4 months

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✮⋆｡°✩⋆˙ a christmas miracle

a 'when i kissed the teacher' spinoff.

summary: you and steve were in a weird situation. you weren't actively trying to get pregnant, but you weren't exactly being safe either. so, how will steve react when he opens his final christmas present?

warnings: dad!steve. mom!reader. fem!reader. afab!reader. 90s!au. mentions and allusions to sex. mentions of pregnancy. pet names. kissing. tons of crying. alena being too young to understand pregnancy (kinda cute tho). alena being a cutie pie as always. some worries over steve's reaction. but mostly fluff and comfort!! [1.9k].

author's note: hi everyone!! i am back!! my first semester of uni is finally over, so i can get back to fic writing a little more! i couldn't neglect my happy family like this, so i've tackled a pregnancy fic! i've never been pregnant, but i do wish to be in my life, so all of my research has been for my own benefit and utilised in this fic. if i'm inaccurate in any parts, please let me know for the benefit of the readers and myself!! ♡

It was hard not announcing the news to Steve. Having to attend your first scan without him was heartbreaking, but the look upon the nurse’s face after you told her you were going to wrap up the ultrasound photo, along with a card saying “Merry Christmas Daddy” and a pair of small, cream, woolen socks, just confirmed your decision was the right one.

You and Steve were in a sort of weird situation. You had stopped using protection, but weren’t in a position were you were actively trying to get pregnant. You agreed that any time from now was an okay time for the two of you to have a child, but also weren’t bothered if the pregnancy tests came back negative.

But, a little Christmas miracle decided to form inside of you, the test showing two lines on December 11th, 1999.

Steve and Alena had gone grocery shopping for an hour, the perfect opportunity for you to wrap Steve’s gift.

Rolling out the wrapping paper, you placed a grey, fluffy blanket in the centre, before laying on top the Christmas card which read:

Hi Daddy.

I’m six weeks old today!

I can’t wait to meet you soon! I’m planning to enter the world on August 20th, 2000.

My mom is keeping me very safe right now as I grow, but I’ll still be listening out for you from inside my home.

See you in nine months.

Love, your future child <3

And as you were about to place the ultrasound photo next to the cream baby socks you previous put underneath the card, your eyes started welling with tears once more.

Was it the hormones? Maybe. But, something in you felt this was all natural. You were growing a human life inside of you, one that has half of your DNA and the other half the love of your life’s. That was something to bask in the intense emotion of.

With everything laid out neatly, you reached over for the sellotape, folding over the edges and carefully sticking them in place.

Wrapping the gift in a pretty cream bow, matching the socks inside, and adding a label reading “To my darling Stevie,” you added it to the pile of increasing gifts in the corner of yours and Steve’s bedroom.

Now, just a week to go until he gets his surprise.

You cradle your stomach, despite the size not increasing at all yet, and whisper to your unborn child “A week and he’ll know, my love. Your beautiful existence will be known.”

“Mom! Dad! Wake up! Wake up!”

You are awoken by the sound of your bouncing ten-year-old, aggressively rocking your fiancé as he groans loudly, his eyes adjusting to the light peaking through the window.

“Mornin’ pumpkin,” he murmurs, you opening up one eye as Alena’s full set of brand-new adult teeth smile right at you.

“And what are you doing up so early, missy?” you ask, the clock on the bedside table next to Steve shining a bright 6:00 in the morning, illuminating the room in a red glow.

“Mom” she drags out, rolling her eyes playfully, “You know what day it is!”

You tap your chin lightly, playing along with the joke, “Hmm… I feel as if I may need a reminder.”

“It’s Christmas Mom! And I may or may not have seen all the presents you left underneath the tree…” her vocal pitch increases, looking away in a guilty look as Steve reaches up and pulls her down into his body, the girl screaming as he ruffles her hair.

“Did someone be naughty and peak underneath the tree?” he grits through his teeth, Alena shouting in a reply, “I didn’t mean to, I promise! I saw it on the way to your room!”

You begin to tickle her sides as Steve holds her in place against his chest, making the girl scream in delight loudly, “Is someone now on Santa’s naughty list?”

“Mom…” she pouts her lips, a grumpy expression adorning her face as you sigh sadly, “I know sweet cheeks, you don’t believe in him anymore.”

“I’m sorry…”

You hold out your arms as you wrap her in a warm hug, “Don’t be sorry, baby. I knew you would realise eventually. You’re getting too old!”

She gasps and looks into your eyes, crossing her arms over her chest, “I am not old! You and Dad are old.”

You start giggling in shock as Steve just opens his mouth wide, “You better watch yourself, pumpkin.”

“Yeah,” you hold up a finger in warning, before pointing it over to Steve, “Dad doesn’t like being reminded he’s in his mid-thirties.”

And now it is Steve’s turn to attack you, but instead with aggressive kisses, littering them up your neck and across your face lightly, Alena now old enough to understand the playful love between the two of you. “You’re almost thirty as well, you know.”

“Two more years to go, babe. I’m still in my prime development decade,” you smirk at him.

And it wasn’t just you who was developing.

A loud gasp can be heard along with the shredding of paper as Alena holds up her latest gift, “You actually got me it?”

For such a small gadget, the Barbie Digital Camera cost you $70, the most expensive gift yet, but maybe not the one which will cause the biggest reaction.

“Of course I did! It’s the one thing you kept pointing at in the magazine!”

She giggles with a bright smile, “Thank you! Thank you!”

She launches herself at you, the motherly instinct in you clutching onto your stomach to protect your unborn child, hoping Steve didn’t notice the movement. The surprise would be known in the next half an hour.

“And after you’ve taken your photos, we can connect it to Dad’s computer and see it come to life! How cool is that?”

“Can I take it to school?” she asks, clutching the box in her hands.

“I assume you can! But, just ask Mrs. Critchley before you take it in, okay?”

“Okay!” she smiles, plopping herself back down on the carpet to open the rest of her gifts.

Your hands began to sweat. Alena was all done opening her presents, patiently waiting for you and Steve to unwrap yours.

Steve let you attend to your gifts first. Everything from a brand-new necklace designed with a rose quartz, matching your engagement ring, to the latest Nokia phone, you were thankful for everything he had bought you, praising him with many gentle kisses and warm hugs.

Now, it was Steve’s turn. You specifically told him to leave one present until last, leading him to give you an eyebrow raise and a shrug before simply agreeing, used to your weirdness by now. You got him everything from a new cologne to a new pair of Nike shoes, the soles of his old pair wearing thin from how much he was working over the Christmas holidays.

But, after one final kiss, it was finally time.

“Can I open this now?” Steve jokes, the nerves deeply settling in your stomach. You don’t even know why you were worried, you had stopped using protection in mutual agreement, knowing kids could be a possibility from that result. There was just a voice in your head trying to convince you an awful reaction would occur.

“Uh, yeah… Yeah, you can.”

“Hey,” he puts an arm on your shoulder, “Why are you so nervous?”

You lightly chuckle, “You’ll find out once you open the gift.”

Even after all of these years, Steve still wasn’t the smartest. Verbal cues were not his strong suit, but my God could he read body language like a champ.

He gives you a confused look before unwrapping the cream-coloured bow, delicately tearing apart the paper as his eyes immediately notice the ultrasound scan.

He may be oblivious, but he isn’t that oblivious. He has one very similar in his bedside table drawer of his sweet ten-year-old daughter sat next to him.

The tears form at his eyes before he can even recognise them. Small sniffles enter the atmosphere as his hazel eyes make contact with you, “Are you serious?”

And the tears follow suit for you, nodding frantically as he leans across the floor to collect you in his arms, crying into your shoulder.

“How far along?” he mumbles into your shoulder, tears dripping onto the red fabric of your dress.

“Read the card and you’ll find out.”

Steve was too drawn into the ultrasound scan to even notice the card you had gotten him. Releasing from the hug, he keeps a gentle hand on the small of your back, picking up the card and carefully opening it, reading the words you had written, the tears increasing as he noticed it was from the perspective of his baby.

“Wha— How? When did you get this done?” he stutters out, still in complete shock of the entire moment.

“Pregnancy test has been in the bathroom trash can for two weeks. I was scared you were going to notice it for a while, but then I remembered it’s you, and you don’t notice anything,” you giggle, Steve not even bothered by the joking insult, too caught up in his own emotions, “And two Thursday’s ago, I didn’t go to work. Went to the hospital and got the scan, and just hung around Starcourt until the time I would normally come home.”

“Well, you fooled me,” he chuckles, leaning in for a kiss which you gladly accept, cupping his cheeks as you smile into it.

“I love you so much, beautiful girl. And I love the baby who is growing inside of you. You’re so strong. Your body is so strong. I just— I can’t wait. I can’t wait to meet them.”

His hand had migrated down to your stomach, gently cradling the unborn child inside of you.

Alena had finally looked up from her Etch-a-Sketch, noticing the tears falling down both yours and Steve’s cheeks, your hands holding tightly onto each side of his head as your foreheads were leant against each other, kneeling on the soft carpet of the living room.

“Mom? Dad? Why are you crying?”

Steve turns around to face his daughter, you looking softly into her eyes, “Because Mom is having a baby, sweetie.”

Steve passes her the ultrasound scan, her face scrunching up in confusion as she points at it, “Why is it just a black blob?”

Steve begins laughing as his head falls onto your shoulder, sweetly rubbing up and down the sides of your waist.

“Because when a baby is first made, it starts out as a black blob and then grows into the full size baby we all know and love,” you explain gently to her.

“Hmm…” she takes in, before asking her next question, “But how did it get there?”

Your eyes widen as Steve’s hands stop on your waist, refusing to lift his head and look at his daughter.

You smile through the awkwardness, remembering that her sex education lessons would start in a matter of months, “You’ll find out soon, baby.”

thank you ever so much for reading!! do you guys want any more pregnancy related fics? i really want to do some research into post-partum for myself, so do you want me to skip straight to that, or tackle other things like morning sickness, gender reveal, baby shower, stuff like that? feel free to let me know!! ♡

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dostoyevsky-official · 6 months

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The use of the internet to obtain information is an increasingly common part of hiring processes. This often takes the form of ‘cybervetting’, which Berger and Zickar (2016) describe as ‘performing supplemental background checks in prescreening and selection by ‘Googling’ job applicants and reviewing their profiles on Social Network Sites like Facebook’ (p. 43). Survey results from the Society for Human Resource Management (2016) show that 43% of organizations in the US engage in some form of cybervetting, though other surveys suggest that the figure may be as high as 70% (CareerBuilder, 2018). According to SHRM (2016), 36% of organizations claim to have disqualified an applicant because of the information they found online. There are few laws to restrict cybervetting [...]

First, many employers use cybervetting as a form of risk management, a way of ‘reducing uncertainty’ about job candidates. For instance, they look for evidence of problematic behaviors and report eliminating job candidates based on online content revealing provocative behavior, substance abuse and expletive language. Second, employers use online content to infer the extent to which candidates fit well with organizational goals and ‘culture’. They look for evidence of ‘professionalism’ online in the form of broad interests, creativity, good communication skills and high status network connections. Content deemed ‘unprofessional’ negatively affects applicant ratings, as well as hiring and salary recommendations.

Cybervetting practitioners—usually HR personnel or other hiring agents—often take its purported organizational benefits at face value and interpret online content as accurately reflecting mental ability and personality. In actuality, correlations between online content and personality scoring are modest and personality assessments of online content offer little predictive value for subsequent job performance and turnover.

[...] About 70% of the [interviewed] HR professionals were engaged in some form of online screening. They looked at a variety of online sources, including resumes on job boards, social media profiles on sites like Instagram and Facebook, Twitter feeds and even Craigslist posts.

[...] Risk management is pursued through the search for two types of signals: ‘red flags’, which indicate a potentially risky employee, and ‘professionalism’, an indicator of positive qualities and low risk. Red flags include signs of immaturity, lewdness, criminality or dishonesty; they generate uncertainty about a candidate’s character or judgment. [...] Another ‘red flag’ was online blog and status posts where candidates ‘bad-mouthed’ their employers.

[...] These assessments are highly subjective and emotionally charged, as Alicia, an accounting firm recruiter, recounted:

Alicia: Honestly, the thing that scares me away more than anything is just somebody who looks mean. If you have a mean photo, because I'm kind of a softie, I don't like that. It doesn't make me feel good. I won't not send [the job candidate] on to the hiring manager because of that, but it will linger with me.

Steve McDonald, Amanda K Damarin, Hannah McQueen, Scott T Grether, "The hunt for red flags: cybervetting as morally performative practice"

#abridged to remove in-text citations #open access article - it is horrifying #i have always hated HR

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Dreams do *cum* true.

Modern Older steddie x reader x older Billy

Main masterlist

Summary: Your boyfriends wanted to spice thing's up a bit in y'all's sex life,How will it go when they invite a close friend of theirs to tag along and make their dreams come true.

Warnings: p in v , squirting, multiple orgasm, switch steddie, dom billy,switch reader, spanking, hitting ,alcohol, ,digrating kink,pervert billy,masterbation, brat reader,a bit of angst,lots fluff!

Author's notes: (Eddie is 39) (Steve is 38) (billy is 37) ( reader is 22)

Also if I missed anything in the warning I am so sorry,I'll makes sure to edit it in!

Also everyone mentioned in this fic are adults,And let's just pretend billy is a good person!

Okay so I was a little insecure about my writing, but I decided just try again after a very sweet person message me saying say to not to let negative comments get to me,so here I am trying again 💜

You loved both of your boyfriends so much

They knew that.

Eddie and Steve paid attention to you like no other.They know every little mole on your body,every face you make and what they mean,or when you get frustrated or sad they know exactly what to do.

You are their princess and they made sure to show you.

But the most important thing they know is how to please you. They know where all your sensitive places are at ,especially the ones that get you all nice and wet and ready for them.

But sex has been very bland lately, not that you aren't good at what you do, they just wish they could try new things or different ways to please you, because it was the same thing everytime. Eddie would eat you out getting you all wet and ready for Steve then him making you cum multiple times while Eddie would take your mouth or ,they would just sandwich you in between while Eddie takes you from behind and Steve fucks your pussy both using you as a personal fresh light.

You know the same old same old type of shit.

The problem was they just didn't really know how to bring it up in a conversation but when they did, they would just throw little hints here and There to see if you ever caught on, but you never did, which was alright with them.

They would never want to put you in a uncomfortable position

If Eddie and Steve were going to be honest with themselves,they honestly didn't want you to get bored or tired of them and then just leave them.

That was their biggest fear.

You are a beautiful young woman with so many things to accomplish in life and so many younger, stronger,built men to go sleep with you had options and alot of them to be honest .

They were a little insecure about this whole relationship, being very confused on why you chose them when you could be with someone your age not with a "couple of Grandpa" they would tell you .

Your boyfriend words hurt you.You didn't like it one bit the way they would talk about themselves.

They were more than just good in bed but they listened to you,they worshiped the ground you walked on,they understood you in a way you never did yourself.

But most importantly they always suck by you and it was not easy to find people that did that. Family and friends come in go but Eddie & Steve they stayed no matter what was going on in that pretty little head of yours,and you would do the same for them in a heartbeat.

You caught onto the little hints they would throw at you.

You know you shouldn't feel insecure about what they say but you couldn't really stop that bubbling feeling of anxiety at the pit of your stomach.You knew your boyfriends didn't mean no harm to what they say,but it made you question your sex life with them.

Are they bored of you?

Did they want someone with more experience?

Did you not satisfy them enough?

You couldn't really assume things before asking.But you couldn't really stop yourself from the doubt you feel .

But tonight was different. You could feel it.

Every Friday y'all had a movie fright night where y'all would binge watch y'all favorite horror movies and get wasted, stuffing your face with all sorts of junk food .

You loved these nights,you loved having Eddie and Steve all to yourself for once threw out the week and these nights always ended with being drunk off your asses and maybe if your lucky you would get fucked in the ass too.

This night was a little different this time.

Eddie and Steve invited one of their old friends back from highschool.Never knew a lot about this guy,but his name.So you really didn't mind Billy coming over as long as you had them the rest of the night you had no problem with him.

Eddie and Steve were laid out on their nice cushion sofa eating the leftover food yall had in the refrigerator popping open their second beer of the night.

You really didn't want to eat leftovers so you ordered 2 boxes of pizza, one being a regular pepperoni pizza and another one with all different kinds of toppings on it just in case your boyfriends decided not to be old farts for one night.

"Alrighty lady and gentleman what will we see first this time" Eddie asked picking up the remote heading to Hulu

"What that one movie where that one dude goes crazy and tries to kill his wife and kid and there were those two evil kids in it?"You asked, looking over at your boyfriends covering your legs.

"Uh every scary movie that ever existed " Steve said sarcastically raising his eyebrow

"You know what I mean Steve" you throw your hands up in defeat

"You gotta be more specific baby" Eddie said smirking at you "you know Steve is not all there" he said messing up the poor man's hair.

"Fuck you ass,I'm not that old" he huffed sipping his beer

"Yeah sure and I'm batman" eddie said with a sarcastic grin

"Actually,you kind of are once you think about it" Steve said trying to hide his grin.

"Wow low blow babe." Eddie sarcastically cries as he holds his chest.

"GUY? Hello the movie" you point at the tv.

"Oh right sorry babe.okay,keep on explanting it to me"

" Okay, uhm,oh! I think one of the characters name were johnny and he has an ax with him that he split the door with and then tried to kill his wife and son" you say

"You mean the shining" Eddie asked defeat look on his pale face

"YES! That's it" you jumped up from your stop proud at your descriptions

"God you made us sound so old" Steve chuckled looking at his boyfriend patting his shoulder

"The shining it is" Eddie said searching up the movie

"Wait! Shouldn't we wait for your friend?"

"Nah billy watched this too many times, it won't kill him to miss a couple of minutes" Eddie put his hand on your thigh

"Actually he just texted saying he's getting off of Staple street.He should be here in-"

Before Steve can finish the doorbell rings

"Perfect timing" Steve says heading to the front door

"You're gonna love him" Eddie whispered smacking your leg making you squeeze your thighs around his big hand.

Eddie smirked

oh this is just the beginning sweet girl.

"Hey freak.how have you been " billy joked as he side hugs Eddie

"It's been good man.How have you been?" He asked, smirking at Billy when his eyes made contact with you.

"I've been alright man ,but who's this pretty little lady over here?" he walks up behind Eddie , standing in front of you.

"This is y/n. She's out girlfriend we've been telling you about."Billy smirked above you, making you feel so small and unpowerful. His blue eyes roamed your body Before he put his arms out asking for a hug.

"It's nice to finally meet you sweetie.The guys tell me so much about you." billy mumbled into your shoulder.

Billy was a huge guy.His biceps were huge and he legs were thick and long .His hair was an ashy blonde curly mullet that stopped at his shoulders .This man was full of tattoos from where you could see.Billy's eyes were a bright frosty blue that felt like he could stare into your soul.Billy smelled like cheap men's cologne you could sample in a magazine and cigarettes. And oh god, his voice,his voice was deep and raspy and it was soothing to listen to.

"It-s It's good to meet you too." You whispered, fumbling at your words as he pulled away.

You eyed billy's huge body,taking in every detail quickly before he could catch you .

The things you were thinking about this man ,could send you straight to jail.

"She's a shy one isn't she"billy asked looking over at your boyfriends

"Mhm not really" Eddie shrugged his shoulder

"What seems to be the matter, baby?" Steve asked, moving your hair out of your face.

"Mhm nothing." You tried to sound convincing

"Ya-sure? Nothings bothering you? Steve asked, swiping his thumb on your chin.

"Promise." You nod your head.

"Do I scare you or something sweetie " billy asked with pleading eye

"What? No I'm good, let's just start the movie already" You crossed your hands on the top of your chest as you sat back down in your spot

Hopefully he didn't think you were being rude.That was not your intention,you were just very irritated by yourself thinking of Billy in such a perverted way,while you have your two perfect boyfriends standing right next to him.

"Actually." Steve interrupted Turning to the kitchen.

"I WAS THINKING WE COULD PLAY A LITTLE PARTY GAME INSTEAD!" Steve yells from the kitchen before coming back with wine glasses ,and a bottle of sherry wine which is Steves and your favorite.

"What! Tonight movie night.we have never missed a day. " You say before jumping off the couch quickly trying to grab the remote from Eddie's seat.

Eddie snatched the remote, putting it in his back pocket.

"Don't be rude baby.we have a guest here." Eddie pointed at Billy as he took the empty seat next to you."

You smacked your lips rolling your eyes

"Whatever." You whispered

"What was that?" Steve asked as he passed you your wine

"Mhm?oh,I didn't say anything." you looked up at Steve already wanting to just chug your drink and call it a night.

"Yeah sure you didn't." Eddie snickered.

Billy coughs as he changes the subject as he could feel the tension in the room build up.

"So,what game came to your mind Harrington?"

"Well you know just the classic never have I ever" Steve says as he puts his legs in Eddie's lap .

"Sounds like a plan, I'm in" Eddie stated

"Sure,why not? I'm in too "Billy said, sending Steve and Eddie a smile.

Eddie smacks your inner thigh to get your attention.

"What about you baby? You wanna play with us "Billy and Steve laugh at his cocky question.

"It's not like I have a choice" you put your drink down

"Okay, perfect, here's how we play,if you have done it raise your hand,and if you haven't done it keep it down. Got it!." Steve asked as he put a thumbs up.

"Good.let's start.who wants to go first" your boyfriend said tapping his chin looking around the room as if he was an English teacher deciding in who to call on next.

Eddie raised his hand "I'll go."

He cleared his throat "never had I ever gone skinny dipping" he eyes then roamed the room as Billy,Steve and himself picked up their hand.

"Well I saw that coming" you say, taking a sip of your wine, looking at the men around you.

Steve turned towards you "you've never been skinny dipping bae?"

"Nope.Never was a fan of it"

"Well you should try it sometime,you can't let that pretty body of yours not be shown off" Billy say's with confidence.

Did he just say that ? In Front of Eddie and Steve.?

To Eddie and Steve they didn't mind.That was the whole part of the plan was to get you all flustered and whiney for them. And to be fair, Billy wasn't wrong. you do have a beautiful body and trust them when they say that ,cause they know.

"Uh yeah I'll make sure to mark my calendar" you say as you put your glass down.

"My turn. Uh Never have I ever hooked up with a close friend of mine." You watch as all four of y'all raise your hands.

"Oh god who" you asked very curious for your boyfriend's answer.

"Well, uh how do I put this, me and Eddie hooked up with an ex of mine." he paused "at the same time".

Your eye could bulge out if your socket any second now.

"Oh I remember,y'all told me this story, that how y'all found out y'all liked fucking each other instead" billy said chucking at the memorie of Eddie and Steve Blabbering about how it was "life changing".

"Wait! I wanna know now? Who was it? Do I know her?

Steve scratched the back of his head .

"Uhm do you remember Nancy? The one that's married to Johnathan.

Your mouth opens, you can't even push the words out of your throat.

"YALL FUCKED NANCY!" WHAT! IS THAT WHY SHE'S ALWAYS EYEING ME!.

Steve and Eddie and Billy laughed "oh god no. Maybe she just knows you're having a good time with us" Eddie said, sending you a wink.

"Ew gross" you shrug your shoulders.

"No, I'm pretty sure she was just checking you out" Steve intervened.

"What do you mean? You asked

"Well Nancy isn't really open about things, but she had this massive crush on one of our friends,you remember robin right? Well after we broke up she slept with robin and you know so on she figured out she likes women too but then robin got with Vicky, and then Nancy married Johnathan cause she was madly in love with him still,but yeah that pretty much all. So I'm pretty sure she was just checking you out,plus she texted me a couple of time after the get together telling me that you looked very sexy in red and you should wear it more often."

Your cheeks flustered at the thought of Nancy saying you were hot.

"And what about you Billy boy, who was the lucky one." Eddie asked, sticking his tongue on the roof of his mouth.

"Y'all remember Chrissy?Chrissy Cunningham from school"

"No way! You fucked the cheerleader? Steve asked.

"Yeah well it was ongoing for a while until she got back with jason, which was cool I guess, those two shit head deserve each other" bill laughed

"Well what can I say,you can't really trust the popular people" Eddie said, patting Steve's leg.

"Oh fuck off.That was years ago.Im a new man now!"

"Sure you are" you jokes

"Well now baby, who was the close friend you fucked"

Shit you forgot you had to answer too.

"Well he's not exactly my friend,but he's y'all's friend so I count him as mine"

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT SAY ARGYLE! Steve screamed, covering his eyes.

"Oh god no.he's not my type"

"So who was it then?" Billy asked

" Okay okay! We weren't together at that time, so y'all can't get mad at me for this

But do y'all remember that one night,when you sent hopper Up to my house to check up on me cause I wasn't answering y'all's calls? And then hopper never answered y'all back"...

The room went quiet for a minute.

"NO! NO! NOOOOO! YOU FUCKED HOPPER!" Eddie asked in disbelief.

"Shhh it was one time.Calm your tits babe." you laughed throwing your head back

"Damn you do have a type" Billy shook his head making his hair fall to the front of his face.

"I'm not surprised" Steve said

"What does that mean?" you asked annoyed by Steves stuiped comment.

"I mean come on baby,I saw you eye Hopper the day we introduced you to everyone,it was the same way you looked at Billy when he walked in."

Oh Steve knew what he was doing. You were just too blind to see

"Wha- i- I wasn't eyeing Billy '' you say not knowing where to look so you bow your head.

"Oh quit the bullshit pretty girl. Don't act like your eyes weren't roaming his body.Eddie said, propping up his feet on the coffee table.

You felt bad but you didn't want to lie to them again.

"I- I'm sorry I didn't mean too' You apologize to your boyfriends.

"So.you admit you were checking me out doll" billy whispered in your ear moving your hair away from your face.

"Yes billy.I'm sorry." You apologize again as you feel your eyes starting to get blurry.

"Do you want to fuck billy baby" Steve asked moving you taking your head into his hands.

"No" you lied

"I'm gonna ask you again okay? Do . You . Want. To. fuck . Billy?

"Don't lie to us baby.we know when you lie and you know we hate lying little bitches like you." Eddie spoke up, putting his head on Steve's shoulder.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" Steve asked

"Yes, I want to fuck billy" you down on your lip,tears spilling out of your eyes as you confessed wanting to fuck another man.

"Oh, you're such a filthy little whore" Steve said, letting your face go.

Eddie gets up from the couch grabbing the wine and the wine cups ,jogging to the kitchen as he puts them up .

"I'm sorry Steve I really am." you cry out loud this time feeling bad for your boyfriends.

Steve moves the coffee table away making more empty space on the floor.

"On your knees In Front of Billy NOW!" You obey Steve not questioning him.

Billy spreads his legs open more, getting relaxed as he lays his arm open flat on the top of the sofa.

You looked really pretty on your knees crying.

Steve and Eddie sit back in their spots looking at one another.

"Take his belt off baby." Eddie demanded

You didn't question, you just did what you were told to do.

Your shaky hands reach over to Billy pants undoing the claps of his belt.

"Fuck" you hear come from�� mouth.

"There you go baby. Now undo his zipper." Steve says as he and Eddie slowly slide down their sweatpants.

You did as you were told, while you laid your eyes on Steve and Eddie taking their own cocks out .

"Nuh uh baby,look at Billy not at us." Steve said slowly messing with the tip of his cock as he spread out hitting his knee on Eddie's.Steve lowered his head spitting down onto his cock slowly putting pressure on it as he jacks himself off with his own spit and cum.

"Fuck, good girl now take his cock out" Steve pleaded

"Steve i-"

"TAKE OUT HIS COCK GOT DAMNIT, FUCKEN LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE!" Steve yelled.

Your eyes begin to tear up as you nod your head putting your little hands in billy boxers taking out his pre- hard Cock.

It was beautiful. His girth,his size,the thickness of it, and the blue veins that roamed on each side of his cock. It made you squeeze your legs together rocking back and forth putting your head down taking billy into your mouth.

"Oh - oh fuck" billy moans putting his big hand on the back of your head guiding you up and down slowly as he threw his head back from the blissful feeling of your mouth.

"Fuck, she has a good mouth doesn't she?". Eddie asked as he looked at Billy's pleased face, roaming his empty hand all over Steve's body as he teased himself.

You bobbed your head up and down his length.you could feel Billy's heavy hand on the back of your head as he smacked the back of your neck causing you to choke on him.

"Oh fuck yes,choke on my cock pretty girl"

SMACK!

This time you can't control your sobs as Billy hits the back of your head making you choke on his long length.

You loved it. You loved being a toy to Eddie and Steve,and you love how Billy is handling you with force and deep desires.

You don't really remember how this ended up,but you could care less right now.

"Don't worry billy, you can be harder on her,she likes it rough."Steve says letting go of his throbbing cock,he whines from his hand not touching his sensitive tip. He slides down his pants, kicking them off his ankle,as Eddie goes towards his boyfriend helping him with his shirt,Steve huffs frustrated wanting to go back and play with himself. Eddie drops his hands from Steve's shirt knowing what to do.

"Don't worry pretty boy,I got you." Eddie whispered into Steve's ear as he lowered his head onto Steve's cock not even caring about the shirt anymore,just wanting to please his whiney baby.

"Oh- oh fuck yes" Steve moan throwing his head back as he faced billy seeing how drunk he was on your mouth around his Cock.

Without thinking Steve roughly grabs Billy's head smashing his lips into his,moaning at the taste of cigarettes and wine.

You gasps at the sudden scene In Front of you.Billys cock slips out of your mouth as you watch Steve make out with billy.you clenched your legs together trying to get some pleasure,but the only thing you were feeling was the pain of your throbbing clit and your aching hole that wants to be filled up so badly Right now.

Billy felt you let go of his cock,he roughly takes Steve off his lips as he grabs you by your hips throwing you in between of where he and Steve were .

Eddie looked up, threw his bangs seeing your red puffy face in his view and his boyfriends squished up face from him sucking his cock and playing with his balls.Eddie rocks his hips back and forth into the couch feeling like he had no control over his body. He was a mess, a whiny little bitch in heat.

"Oh fuck, right their baby,come on, make daddy come Eddie." He gripped the back of his boyfriend's head Turning it to the side as rams his cock into Eddie's mouth .

You could see Eddie's face as he was used as a hole for Steve. He had his cheek squished into Steve's inner thigh as Steve buckled up his hips hitting the back of his throat . Eddie was a mess.you can see tears forming out of his eyes and you could hear the wetness of Eddie's spit and Steve cum.

Billy by that time was on his knees In Front of you.

"Do you trust me?" Billy asked roaming your leg

"Yes" you whispered

"Yes what?" He grinned

"Yes sir." You look into his blue eyes,to only be met with darkness of desire

"Good fucken girl.can I take off your shorts baby?"

"Yes, please take off my short sir" you moan,which catches Steve and Eddie's attention as Steve lets go of Eddie's head seeing Billy tells you to lift your hip up a bit ,sliding your black biker shorts down your legs .

He moans at the sight of your red panties.

"A thong really?" Billy chuckled.

"Well yeah ev- every Friday ends with us-us fucking so i made sure to be prepared."you say squeezing your legs together.

"Aww how sweet of you to get all cute and ready for us ,too bad we're not the ones fucking you tonight." Steve pouts.

You whimper at Steve words as you try to close your legs feeling fussy that your boyfriend was taunting you .

Billy didn't let you.He forced your legs open as he put them on his shoulder and dipped his face into your cover pussy as he sniffed the smell of your wetness.

"Shit.yall weren't lying when y'all said she smelled good." Billy said, dipping his head back into your covered pussy as he licks a stripe over your underwear.

"What do you mean they weren't lying" you asked confused but your brain was so foggy you could even get mad.

Steve chuckled at your pathetic little question "well,we like talking about you,and you know baby he's a friend and billy is sometimes too lonely so friends help friends out baby,do you get what I mean?" Steve said, kissing your red cheek as he put his head on your shoulder.

"Take off her panties billy, I wanna see you eat out my girlfriends pussy, like a man."

Billy looked back up at you,before he could ask permission from you , Eddie interrupted him .

"Hey if we're okay with it, she'll be okay. Now! Make her feel good or leave." Eddie said with venom rushing through his words.

Billy wanted to punch Eddie for talking to him like that but all he thought about was your poor little pussy needing some attention.

Billy ripped off your panties.

he ACTUALLY ripped them off.

"Hey!" You say as Billy lowers his head, licking a fat strip of your cunt nudging his nose to your clit as he brings up his veiny hand, spitting on his two middle finger then teasing your hole with his spit and your cum as he forced his thick fingers into your tight hole.

"Oh shit!" You moan, grabbing onto Eddie's full tattooed arm.

"Aww what's wrong baby?" " He's making you feel good?" Eddie laughed at your pathetic little wines,as he looks down at Billy finger fucking your little hole.

He didn't know what was hotter you or billy.

"Oh fuck me! Billy slow down please!" You tried to move his head away from your pussy,but he would just slap your hand away, getting back to sticking his long thick tongue in your hole or his finger. It didn't matter, it just felt too good.you didn't want to come right now.

"Nah uh baby don't be rude he's our guest." Steve said , laying his head on Eddie's shoulder as your boyfriends both watched you getting your pussy eaten from an old friend of theirs.

How ironic.

"No! Please i- I don't wanna cum yet" you cried out in pleasure trying to move away.

"You want billy to fuck you baby?" Eddie asked as he moved your sweaty hair away from your face. You looked beautiful, all blissed out,red cheeks,a little bit of your mascara was running down your face, your lips were puffy and bruised from the face fucking.

"Mhm yes please." You cry as Billy lets go of your trembling legs as he flips you on your stomach dragging your bottom half off the couch facing your ass up.

SMACK!

"Mhm shit billy" you wiggled your ass in Billy's face.

SMACK!

L"God you have such a nice ass sweetie" Billy said as he massaged the red marks he left on your ass.

"She sure does." Steve says getting up from the couch, walking to the counter grabbing his wallet, and he pulls out a condom.

"Why do you have them in there?" You giggled looking back at Steve as he tosses Billy the condom plopping himself back down on the couch.

Steve "you know just in case my baby's get too inpatient".

Eddie comes close to your face kissing your forehead then your cheek "enough about that right now,do you want billy over Their to fuck you still pretty girl?" He asked as you smirked at the fellow metalhead.

"In one condition" you looked over at Steve as he teases the tip of his cock edging himself. "You let Steve fuck you." you whispered into Eddie's ear.

Eddie's body filled with goosebumps as his breath got heavy.

"You wanna see Stevie ruin me baby?" Eddie asked pleading eyes as he smacked your ass, causing you to jump back on Billy.

"Mhm please" you demanded

Eddie smirked getting up from his spot as he knelt down In Front of the couch,in the same position as you.

"You owe me" he whispered to you as you bit down on your lip giggling at Eddie's flustered face.

"Steve baby come on,our girl wants to see you fuck me" you didn't have to tell Steve twice.He quickly got up from the couch positioning himself behind Eddie.

Billy looked over at your boyfriends and then at you.He ripped open the condom package slowly sliding it on his thick length. You moan at the connection of the rubber from the condom teasing your little hole.

You watch as Steve spits on his thumb bringing it to Eddie's tight asshole lubricating the spot pressing it firmly into Eddie.

"Holy fuc-fuck that feels nice!" Eddie whimpered into the cushion of the sofa, tangling his hands with yours.

Slowly without a warning Billy pushes himself into your cunt making you squeeze Eddie's hand as you rock yourself back and forth trying to adjust to Billy's size.

"Oh! Fuck you fe-feel so good bi-billy"you cried out as billy grabs your hair as he rams his cock into you,you could hear the sound of his hips meeting your ass and the sound of your wet cunt sucking him in.

"Fuck! I- haven't had a young pussy in so long,feels so good baby, squeezing my Cock so well "Billy moans as he smacks your ass watching it jiggle.

Eddie and Steve whimper at the sight of you getting torn open by their friend.steve leaves a kiss on Eddie's shoulder kissing him all the way down to the bottom of his back.

Eddie is whiny and needy and frustrated that Steve is taking his time with him.

"Steve baby,just fuck me already man,it's not time to be all lovey while our girl is getting fucked Infront of us". Steve knew Eddie was impatient, but all he wanted to do was show Eddie love.steve grunted pulling Eddie's hair up "fucken brat.Thats what you want? You want me to fuck you hard.Ill give you what you want . Steve said, slamming his cock into Eddie's tight hole,not letting him adjust to his size.He slams into Eddie repeatedly.

"OH FUCK!" Eddie cried out squeezing onto your hand,as he watched your blissful face as you were Cock drunk from Billy splitting you open .Spit was coming out of your mouth as your eyes rolled back.

"Fuck! So tight baby,just for daddy!" Steve said ramming his cock into Eddie as he reaches to the front taking Eddie cock into his empty,he fastly jerks him off.

"OH! OH! FUCK! STEVE, BABY SLOW DOWN!". Eddie's hips buckle reaching down to Steve's hand trying to move it away from his painful cock.

"NO!" Steve yelled, smacking Eddie cheek as he whimpered from pain."you- you wanted this,so fu-fucken take my cock, fucked t-take it you little bitch!"

You looked over at your boyfriends feel a sense of guilt letting Billy fuck you instead of your boyfriend. You tried to leave it but you didn't want Eddie or Steve to think that you left them out.

"How- how does h-he feel baby" you asked Eddie clinging onto his bicep.

"Feels so fu-fucken full sweetheart" Eddie threw his head back as Steve rams into his, hitting him even hard as Eddie Cock hits the end of the sofa, hissing at the rough smacks on his cock.

"How does Billy feel, baby? Is he treating our pussy right"? Steve asked grunting and pulling Eddie's hair as he sees his cock disappear into Eddie ass

"So so good Stevie,he's fucken ri-ripping md open so good" you moan leveling up your body trying to gain control back.

"Billy how does she feel?" Steve asked biting onto Eddie's shoulder, causing Eddie to scream of plain and pleasure.

"DAMNIT! She feels so fucken good,she feels like a fucken virgin squeezing me so tight I can feel my dick going numb." Billy smacks your ass again as he pulls out quickly Turns you on your back slamming his cock back into you with no warning.

"OH FUCKKKK!" you chanted

"I know baby,I know. It feels so good doesn't it? "Billy said, smashing his lips into yours as his hand slaps down onto your pussy, making you gaspe out of surprise.

"Mhhm squeeze me again" billy hit your pussy again , making you squeeze around him.

"Oh oh fuck I'm gonna CUMMM! You cried holding onto Eddie's hand for support.

"Wait! Don't you cum yet doll,wait for me okay? Bill said, as he speeds up his pace seeing your juices run down his thigh."oh fuck oh fuck I'm gonna cum,I'm gonna cum so deep in you baby.'!

"Steve please hurry I want all of us cum with her" Eddie pleased Steve fasten his pace as he holds Eddie down ramming into him getting off to the cry's in the room.

"Fuck I'm so close baby,so close. You want me cum in you?

!Yes yes please cum in ME Please! Billy rubs your clit fast,it feels so good but hurts so bad.

"Eddie baby I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum!" Steve screamed as he held his boyfriend down not caring if he could breathe right now.

"Oh fuckkkk Steve gonna cum" Eddie choked out digging his nails into your hand.

All four of y'all are so close to cumming. You could smell the sex in the air . Feel the sweat of yours and Billy's body and you could hear the wet gushing sound as you squirt all over Billy cock catching him off guard . You let out a loud scream as Billy was still stuffing your hole. It was messy. Your juices were everywhere on Billy's face and legs

Your body feels free,your eyes closed into the darkness of your lids as pleasure runs through your veins.

"FUCK YES! FUCK YES! IM- IM GONNA FUCKEN CUM ! SHIT SHIT SHITTT! Billy moans as he cums into the condom pounding into your soft body riding high out as he grunts into your shoulder as his body goes limp.

Eddie cried as he hit his high body jerking from the pleasure as he took his cock into his hands finishing in his fist and all over the couch cushion.

Steve holds Eddie down trying to finish as he apologizes to Eddie.

"I'm almost their baby - jus- fuck! Oh shi- oh'-fuck FUCK! IM CUMMING BABY ,IM CUMMING, IM CUMMING SO HARD" Steve Cursed and cried ,ramming his dick into Eddie one last time before his body slumps into Eddie's back as he leaves small kisses on Eddie's shoulder.

Everything is quiet for a while.

Bliss and pleasure still ran through all four of y'all's bodies as they jerked, still recovering from your orgasms.

Eddie and Steve started to giggle as Steve slides his soft cock out of Eddie apologizing.

Eddie taps billy to move off of you taking your body into his arms kissing your blissful face waiting for your eyes to open .

Billy breaths heavy laying back into the couch looking at the poor mess you guys made.he Gets up slowly heading to the kitchen wanting to grab a hand towel or paper towels to clean up as he gets up he hears the door bell ring,he curiously looks back as Steve moves his hair out of his face nodding at Billy to Open the door.

"Did y'all order pizza?"

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