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PROJECT SUNSHINE CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT → THE FUTURE IN COLOR

summary: steve harrington x oc

when another product of Hawkins National Laboratory escaped a long-survived nightmare alongside her sister, she crashed into one unsuspecting teenage boy and dragged him deeper into the dark mysteries that made up their hometown.

word count. 5.6k || masterlist

warnings: cannon typical violence, child abuse, horror, gore, and depictions of mental illness. parts of this story were written pre-season 4 release. cannon divergence.

a/n: we’re officially in season 3!! this season is the most fun to write and I cannot wait to continue sunshine’s story. this season things get fun, flirty, and a little more traumatizing! buckle up :)

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It was Hopper’s fault. He was the one who decided to buy the three kids, cooped up inside the cabin, an unholy number of craft supplies to keep them from flinging books off the shelves or causing town-wide power outages; that happened only once when Mike Wheeler decided to scare the daylights out of Leia after they had just finished some slasher film. With the craft supplies came tubes of glitter, and how was Sunshine supposed to know glitter was so messy?

“Oh, my God!” she cried, scrubbing her hands feverishly in the kitchen sink as Leia laughed manically on the floor, clutching her stomach with hands stained with pink and white glitter. The light above the dining room table flickered in the rhythm with Leia’s giggles, only enhancing the headache that bloomed inside Sunshine’s skull; it wasn’t a power-induced headache, but rather a babysitting-induced one.

Glitter clung to her hands, it itched her cheek, and out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted it tangled in her hair. “This stuff won’t come off! I’m supposed to go to the mall after I leave here.” She didn’t want to waltz into Starcourt, the newest attraction in Hawkins, looking like a rouge art project. Since the summer started, the mall had been swarmed with masses of teenagers and she felt like, no matter how she presented herself, their eyes lingered on her judgmentally. She was an outsider; it was like they could smell it on her. All Sunshine wanted to do was blend in with the teenagers with pretty teased hair and clunky jewelry. The glitter would not help keep eyes off of her. It was hard enough with her hand-me-down clothes she didn’t know exactly how to style and her struggle to understand people her age.

Leia eventually ended her fit of laughter and sat upright. “Who cares? It’s not like Steve’s going to refuse to serve you ice cream just because you look like a disco ball.” That only made Sunshine groan louder in frustration. Leia picked herself off the ground and began to clean off the counter of their glittery mess, but she paused and let out a huff of air. “The door’s closed again.”

If Sunshine’s abilities had been anything like Leia or El’s, triggered by their emotions- she probably would have illuminated the cabin with a solar flare. Luckily, they weren’t, and instead of causing any damage, she turned off the sink and hastily grabbed a dish towel to dry them as she marched toward El and Leia’s shared bedroom. She gave El and Mike three knocks before she swung the door open.

A twin set of wide brown eyes and flushed cheeks stared back at her. Tossing the dishrag over her shoulder and placing her hands on her hips, Sunshine looked between the couple with pure exasperation clearly written on her lightly tanned face. “The door stays open! How many times do I have to tell you guys that?”

Mike rolled his eyes and leaned lazily against El’s side. “Come on, Sunshine. That’s Hopper’s rule and he’s not here.” El nodded her head along with Mike’s words and smiled sweetly at her sister like she thought she could persuade her like easily.

“I don’t care. It’s still Hopper’s house and he only has, like, three rules you guys have to follow. So please, just keep the door open, okay?”

Rule one: Eggos are not a proper meal (unless it is breakfast). Two: No using your abilities on your siblings or others unless it’s a life-or-death situation. Three: Boyfriends can only be in the bedroom if the door stays open.

Hopper’s list of rules, which he left written and stuck to the fridge with a magnet, was small and simple. He also heavily hinted that it was more than okay for Sunshine to drag Mike out of the house by his ear if she wanted.

“Why are you being such a stick in the mud?” he asked. Between the glitter stuck to her, the fact that Luke hadn’t left his room all day, and the smirk on Mike’s face, Sunshine was close to losing it. Babysitting used to be fun, and she still enjoyed the kids more than she cared to admit to them, but boy did they know how to push every single one of her buttons.

She refrained from dragging Mike out of the cabin, though. Instead, she turned to her sister and said, “Keep the door open. Got it?”

El sighed but agreed, and Sunshine left the two of them alone to continue kissing and giggling like they were the only two people left on planet Earth.

Back in the kitchen, Leia was cleaning the glitter from the floor and quietly humming to the tune of one of Hopper’s old records. She looked up at Sunshine’s footsteps, her eyes falling onto the skirt of the dress she wore.

“You’re spreading this shit like it’s a disease,” Leia snorted. “It’s on your dress now.” Sunshine looked at where her hands rested on her hips and saw little sparkly flecks left behind. She threw her hands up in defeat and fell into one of the dining room chairs. Her fingers went to her hair, and she started pulling at the knots, untangling them from the wind on her bike ride over and, hopefully, pulling some of the glitter out before she left for the mall.

Her dark curls had grown out to about the middle of her chest, and she could easily pull it back and out of her face, which she hadn’t been able to do since she was a little kid. Her mom enjoyed braiding Sunshine’s hair and teasing it up into all kinds of different styles. It was a simple thing, but it allowed both women to get back some of the mother-daughter time that was stolen from them.

It was funny, in a sad kind of way, how something as simple as hair had become so important to Sunshine. In the Lab, their hair had been forcibly shaven, but she hadn’t thought much of it at the time. Since her time before the Lab was so blurry, she hadn’t remembered what it was like to have hair long enough to run her finger through. Her shaved head was all she knew. When her operations were over, her hair grew out just slightly. She would trace her fingers along the pretty figures inside picture books they had inside the Rainbow Room with long hair and wish long to mirror them. Then, she and El escaped, and her hair became the last of her concerns. But when the threat of monsters was gone and she was no longer riddled with the guilt and sorrow of her sister’s death, Sunshine had time to think about mundane things such as hairstyles and how she looked. Her hair was the one thing she felt she had full control of. There was still an internal struggle with her mind and her body; she felt tainted, like both her mind and body didn’t completely belong to her. But her hair was hers and only hers.

She pulled the soft curls back and off of her neck and tied it up with a blue scrunchie she borrowed from Leia.

“I don’t know what El sees in him,” Leia said, loud enough that the couple probably heard. “I mean, why do she and Max want to spend all of their time with stupid boys?”

Sunshine shrugged her shoulders. “They really like their stupid boys. One day, you might also find a stupid boy you like.”

Leia scrunched up her face in disgust. She shook her head as if that was the most insane thing anyone had ever said to her. “No way! Not happening. If I wanted to waste my time kissing something full of Cheeto dust and no common sense, I’d kiss one of the chairs at the arcade.”

“Gross.”

“It’s not more gross than kissing Mike or Lucas. Or Dustin, Will, any of ‘em.” Leia sounded sure of herself, so Sunshine didn’t push it any further. It wasn’t like she was in any place to dish out relationship advice. Her thirteen-year-old sister knew more about relationships than she did. All of Sunshine’s knowledge came from the cheesy romantic movies she wanted, or what little she’s heard about them from Nancy, Steve, and Jonathan. It was another aspect of life that she felt behind on, but she was a bit too scared to explore the ideas of boys, both because she figured it’d be impossible for her to have a normal dating life considering her circumstances and because she didn’t take much interest in the boys she saw around Hawkins.

Sure, Sunshine recognized a cute boy when she spotted them, or when Nancy pointed them out and tried to get Sunshine to talk to them, but the idea of dating some random boy she met at the mall made her feel odd. She liked to think it was because she was still trying to find her footing in the world, but she wasn’t entirely sure that was it.

“You don’t think it’s gross, the whole kissing thing?” Leia asked curiously, sitting at the table across from Sunshine.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I haven’t gotten the chance to kiss a stupid boy, yet.” And she definitely hadn’t thought about it…at all.

“Really? You haven’t kissed anyone yet?” Leia looked at her oddly with narrowed eyes before she leaned back in her chair and said, “Huh, weird.”

A light scoff came from Sunshine; she was a little offended. “It’s not weird! I just…I have other things to worry about.” And even if she did take an interest in the boys in the mall or around town, she doubted they wanted to kiss the weird girl who came back to life after ten years.

“No, that’s not what I mean. I just figured…” Leia trailed off, biting her tongue and shaking her head. “Never mind.”

“What? You figured what?”

Leia sighed. “I figured you would have kissed your stupid sailor man by now! I mean, you and Steve are practically dating at this point.” The casualness in Leia’s voice caught Sunshine so off guard. Heat instantly rose to her cheeks and her eyes widened almost comically, she was sure.

“What? No!” she choked out. Leia cocked her head to the side as if to say ‘really?’ but Sunshine held firm to her answer, which was the truth. “We are not dating! And we definitely kissed! Steve is my friend. We’re friends!”

Holding up her hands in defense, Leia tried and failed to hide the smirk that tugged on the corners of her lips. “Okay, geez! No need to get so defensive. I’m just saying, if you wanted to kiss a stupid boy, I’m sure he’d volunteer.”

Sunshine pushed herself up from the table and retreated to finish cleaning the kitchen. She didn’t quite understand why her face felt so hot or why the mere thought of kissing Steve made her feel…weird, which was ridiculous. Feelings were a messy thing that she was coming to realize. And they were very confusing to one girl who still had a lot to learn about the world.

She didn’t want to think about it anymore. “I’m going to check on Luke,” she said before she climbed the ladder that led into a small loft in the cabin that Hopper had converted into a room for Luke. He hadn’t been out of his room since Sunshine had arrived that morning. Hopper had told her Luke had been awake most of the night from another nightmare. He had tried to coax Luke out to talk about it, but the nightmares he had were not of monsters or the Lab, they were about the future of others.

Standing at the top of the ladder, Sunshine knocked against the railing. It took a moment, but his voice floated from the far end of the loft, telling her to come in. She crawled inside and saw him sitting in front of a painting easel with dark circles under his glassy, blue eyes.

The loft was covered in drawings, but they were the glittery ones Leia and El decorated their room with. Instead, Luke only drew what he saw in his visions. That’s what he said, anyway, but to Sunshine they all looked like thick, messy strokes of pain that were impossible to make sense of. He pinned them to his walls, left them in stacks on his nightstand, and scattered across his floor.

“Are you ready to talk about it?” Sunshine asked, carefully watching as her brother hung his head and let his pain brushes rest on the floor beside him. He pulled up his legs to his chest and hugged them. “Hopper said you were up most of the night. You know, you can talk to him too, right?”

It was more of an adjustment for Luke than Leia to be taken in by Hopper. Leia was warmer and more welcoming to the idea of a home and someone to take care of her. Luke, on the other hand, had taken up the responsibility of looking out for his sister. In many ways, he acted like the older siblings, even though they were twins, and no one knew who was technically born first. Without the distraction of taking care of Leia, Luke was left to get lost inside his head more, and sometimes he fell so deep into his mind that it was impossible to pull him out. But Sunshine tried every time.

“I know,” Luke sighed. “But he won’t get it. No one does.” Sunshine sat beside him, as close as she could without touching him. She grabbed one of his shirts left discarded on the floor and wrapped it around her hand before she reached out and grabbed a hold of Luke’s hand. He squeezed her hand through the fabric but kept his gaze on his newest painting hung on the easel.

“Just because he won’t understand exactly what you’re feeling, doesn’t mean he won’t listen. He cares about you, Luke.” He buried his head in his knees and said nothing for a long moment. Sunshine was patient. She stayed at his side, rubbing her thumb across the back of his hand through the fabric. She wanted to wrap him up in her arms and pull every awful nightmare-vision from his delicate head. Maybe if she had been given abilities like Ivy, she could have helped. But there was nothing more she could have done than hold his hand and listen to him.

After a couple of minutes of silence, he looked at her with an unreadable expression. “I’m just trying to figure things out before it’s too late. I can’t be too late.”

“Too late with what?”

He didn’t answer. He looked at his easel and pointed with his unoccupied hand to the two pieces of paper that hung side by side on it. “Do these look like they match up? Do they look like, maybe they could be from the same event?” he asked.

The painting on the right was a little easier to make out. A white silhouette stood at the bottom of the page with one arm raised in the air. The figure was surrounded by thick strokes of white and yellow that encased most of the page. Black paint bordered the page like it was being pushed back by the white and yellow. The painting on the left was similar but opposite. A slightly larger, black silhouette was at the bottom of the page, surrounded by a mix of black, gray, and dark red that was only broken by white and yellow paint along the corners of the page.

“Maybe,” Sunshine answered, not sure what she was looking at exactly. “They look sort of similar. Was this what was in your nightmare last night?”

He looked conflicted for a moment but decided against hiding his worries from her. “Sort of.” The words came out strained from his lips as if they were hard for him to get out. Sunshine gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and waited for him to continue. “It wasn’t like the dreams of my visions that I’ve had before. I felt like my brain was trying to…to pair up visions, maybe? They played out together, the visions like it was one singular vision and not from two different people. I think it was trying to show me something I needed to know.”

“And that’s never happened before?”

Luke shook his head. “I don’t know how to explain it, exactly. They’re usually cut up and when they do come together, which is rare, I can easily tell the difference between them and who they belong to. But this time, I knew they were from two different people, but I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began because…because they were happening at the same time.”

Sunshine had never seen Luke so distraught over one of his visions, not recently. “Who’s futures are they?”

“Max’s,” he said, chewing down on his bottom lip. “And yours.” Sunshine swallowed thickly. It was her future that was keeping him up at night. She couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

Luke scooted closer to his paintings and pointed at the white silhouette. “That’s you. It took me a while to realize it, though, the scene happened so fast that I almost forgot about it until I saw Max’s future. They came together last night. And this,” Luke pointed to the black silhouette on the other page. “Is Max’s stepbrother, Billy.”

Unease ran down Sunshine’s spine, but she tried to hide it on her face. Why could she and Billy share a piece of their future? She was sure their issues with him had ended after the fight last fall; since then, he had left all of them alone and resorted to tossing looks in her and Steve’s direction inside of fists.

Sunshine’s fingers toyed with the sun pendant around her neck out of habit and in an attempt to calm her nerves over the whole ordeal. “Are you sure that you didn’t see the fight that happened at Will’s last fall?” Even if Billy, heaven forbid, tried to do something to Max or Lucas, he was still just a teenage boy and wasn’t exactly a colossal threat to Sunshine. His temper was terrible, but she was confident she could handle him fairly easily if need be.

“Max grabbed my hand after the fight. I don’t see the past, only the future, which means, whatever this is, it hasn’t happened yet. But it didn’t look like you were fighting him, necessarily. Like I said, it happened so fast and hard to see. It was dark, then light, then smokey. Or blurry? It was a lot.” He rubbed his tired eyes and stifled a yawn. “But both visions, from you and Max, held the same feeling. It made my chest feel tight and I couldn’t breathe. It was awful.”

His frown and glassy eyes made Sunshine feel helpless. There was only so much comfort she could give him. Her thoughts drifted onto Ivy and how she, despite not having anyone to hold and comfort her, always knew how to make Sunshine feel better under the worst circumstances. She wanted to do the same for the kids, but it was difficult to ease the worry that followed Luke around like his shadow.

“Listen, whatever happens, you know there’s a whole group of people who are here to help us. Whatever you saw, we’ll deal with it, and we’ll get through it together.”

Luke hung his head once more. “You can’t promise that.”

“Yes, I can.” Sunshine had known most of their little Hawkins group for almost three years, and that was more than enough time to know they’d be at their side in an instant if something else were to go wrong. She understood the weight on Luke’s shoulders, to want to save everyone all on his own, but she wouldn’t let him or any of her siblings fight that burden alone.

Standing up, Luke crossed his bedroom and pulled down a painting from the wall. He handed it to Sunshine and hovered anxiously above her, with an expression that had shifted from worry to stone.

The painting was drenched in blood-red paint and little shadowy figures that looked vaguely human were dotted throughout the page. “What is this?” she asked, despite being a little afraid of the answer.

“If I don’t figure out what happens in our future, there might not be one.”

Sunshine’s gaze flickered between the painting in her hand and the one on the easel. Her stomach turned uncomfortably as the images filled her with a familiar dread that had been following her around since she escaped the Lab. The future was supposed to hold something sweet and light after their freedom from Dr. Brenner and the Lab, but it didn’t seem to be changing. But maybe it still could; maybe there was still time to change their future.

Standing up, Sunshine placed a careful hand on Luke’s sweatshirt-clad shoulder. “I know that you feel like all of this is on you, but it’s not. None of this is.” She gestured to his painting-filled room. “You have us. We’re always going to have us.”

Luke took the painting back from her and ran a finger across the page, deep in thought. Sunshine could tell he was still fighting a battle with himself inside his head, but he nodded and tossed the painting onto his bed, probably too tired to think about it anymore.

“Come on, I’ll make you lunch,” Sunshine said.

“Can we have Eggos, please?” She supposed breaking one of Hopper’s rules wouldn’t be the end of the world.

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“I think taking an ice cream cone to the eye would be less painful than watching you try to flirt.”

Steve sighed deeply as three girls left his new job with ice cream cones and his dignity. He was positive that the world was out to get him, why else would he be stuck in an awful sailor uniform and manage to strike out with every single girl that entered Starcourt Mall? And, to make things even better, his two coworkers spent more time squishing any of his remaining dignity underneath their stupid, doodled-on Convers.

“Question,” Tamera Willow asked, leaning against the back counter with a smirk on her lips. “Have you ever talked to a human woman before? Or is this your first time?”

Steve groaned and replied, “I hate you guys.” He didn’t know what was wrong with him. Normally, hitting on girls was his specialty. It used to be so easy for him. Granted, most things had been easier before he discovered that monsters and other dimensions existed. Had monster hunting somehow ruined his flirting abilities? Or had Billy Hargrove knocked them right out of his brain when he smashed a dinner plate over his head?

“Lighten up, dingus. At least you get another tally.” Robin Buckley, Steve's other obnoxious coworker, uncapped a dry-erase marker and added another tally under the ‘you suck’ column on the whiteboard. They had turned his life into a humiliating game for their own amusement. He was 0-2 that afternoon, and he had a feeling his luck was not going to turn out before his shift was up.

Ignoring Tamera and Robin, Steve settled his gaze out among Starcourt’s food court. The mall had quickly become the hot place to be that summer. It was constantly flooded with people and illuminated with neon lights. Kids were left to roam free, teenagers spent their days either working at one of the many shops or spending their parent's money, and adults were either dragged around by their youngest kids or they used the mall to escape the summer heat. Normally, somewhere like Starcourt would be favored by Steve, but his dad forced him to get a job and of course, he ended up at the one with the worst uniform and coworkers.

“Do you want some real advice?” Tamera asked, to which Steve immediately replied, ‘No.’ She didn’t care, though, and gave it to him anyway. “You’re coming on too strong, Popeye. Like, I think you’re scaring customers off. Even if you want to get into someone’s pants, don’t make it obvious.”

Steve sighed and spun around to face the two girls. “I don’t want in anyone’s pants. I’m just…ugh! I don’t know what I’m trying to do.” He really didn’t, which was weird for him. Steve tried to flirt, and to be fair, he probably did come off too strong. But, at the same time, he wasn’t as into it as he should have been. It was like he was ruining his own chances, and he couldn’t figure out why.

“Oh, hey! It’s Steve’s better half,” Robin said, confusing Steve for a moment before a familiar voice rang out.

“Ahoy!” Sunshine greeted them with a smile, which Steve found himself mirroring out of habit.

She was more dressed up than usual, in a light pink dress and brown flannel- probably borrowed from Hopper- tied around her waist. She waved at them as she entered and showed off her series of strategically placed bracelets to hide the little tattoo on her wrist.

As the spring had shifted into summer, Sunshine seemed to be fitting in even more with the teenagers of Hawkins. Of course, she was very much unlike anyone in Hawkins, for a multitude of reasons. It was like watching someone become more of their person and grow more comfortable with themselves. Everyone seemed to be moving on from their runs in with monsters and other horrors of their past. Sunshine seemed to be enjoying life in Hawkins more with the return of her siblings, who had been taken in by Hopper. It was almost like they’d all been around forever.

“Hey Sunshine,” Steve said. “How was babysitting?”

Her shoulders slumped slightly as she approached the counter. “I feel like I’ve aged ten years in one morning.”

“Well, you know what they say,” Robin jumped into their conversation. “Kids suck the life right out of you.”

Sunshine laughed softly. “Yeah. Mike and El refuse to leave each other alone for five seconds. I’m worried they’re going to suffocate from all their kissing.”

“The honeymoon phase will wear off eventually,” said Steve. “Hopefully.” According to Sunshine, the new couple was either connected at the hip or talking about the other every chance they got.

“Honeymoon phase?” Sunshine furrowed her brows, and Steve caught sight of silver glitter that dotted her cheek and temple, probably from another one of Leia’s art projects. Apparently, the kid had taken up painting, like her twin brother, but she took her own creative liberties.

“Yeah, it’s like when a relationship is new and exciting and you don’t want to be away from that person for, like, even a second. And I guess you can’t blame them for that after…” Steve trailed off not wanting to violate any of their NDAs in front of Tamera or Robin.

Mike Wheeler had to watch his superpowered girlfriend nearly die defeating a monster before she showed up again nearly a year later dressed like someone from MTV only to have to close the Gate before they all died. That was a lot for anyone, especially for a kid. He couldn’t fathom being in Mike’s shoes. Well, he did believe his superpowered best friend was dead for ten years, and not a day went by where he didn’t want to spend it with Sunshine. Maybe he a Mike weren’t too different.

“I know. And I’m happy that El’s happy but Mike is a piece of work sometimes. I’m afraid that he’s one snarky comment away from Leia-” Sunshine cut herself off, probably about to mention something related to Leia’s powers. “Kicking him out of the cabin and locking the door.”

Out of Sunshine’s three siblings, Leia was the only one Steve had come to know the most. It started after he let Sunshine borrow his Walkman and Leia found it in her room. She ended up accidentally frying the thing and then broke down in tears when she was apologizing. Steve had to convince her it was okay, but he felt so bad about the whole thing that he ended up buying her own Walkman for what she and Luke deemed as their birthday. Since then, Leia and he have been swapping cassettes.

“Well, what about Luke?” Steve asked. Her brother was a lot harder to place. He never said much, at least not the few times Steve has been around him.

As soon as Steve asked, Sunshine’s whole demeanor changed. It was quick, probably not even noticed by Robin or Tamera, but Steve saw it. She brushed it off with a half-hearted laugh and said, “Oh, you know, the usual crisis.” That was all she needed to say for Steve to understand. The idea of someone being able to see the future was a tough pill to swallow, but from what Sunshine had told him, Luke was plagued with visions of it and he had a hard time dealing with whatever he’d seen. And that led to Sunshine worrying over him.

“These kids sound like a blast,” said Tamera. Sunshine replied with a nod and played with the chain of her necklace.

Changing the subject, Steve pointed his ice cream scooper toward the tubs of ice cream in the case. “You want the usual?” She didn’t even answer before Steve started making her order, which he as quickly memorized due to her frequent trips to the mall. Once he was done, he handed the cup of strawberry ice cream with whipped cream to her. The two lulled into their usual small talk as Robin and Tamera retreated to the backroom.

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if the title actually is the vanishing of holly wheeler, then mike will be the same age looking for holly as jonathan was in s1 looking for will. i need a minute.

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PROJECT SUNSHINE CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT → THE FUTURE IN COLOR

summary: steve harrington x oc

word count. 5.6k || masterlist

warnings: cannon typical violence, child abuse, horror, gore, and depictions of mental illness. parts of this story were written pre-season 4 release. cannon divergence.

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“I don’t care. It’s still Hopper’s house and he only has, like, three rules you guys have to follow. So please, just keep the door open, okay?”

She refrained from dragging Mike out of the cabin, though. Instead, she turned to her sister and said, “Keep the door open. Got it?”

El sighed but agreed, and Sunshine left the two of them alone to continue kissing and giggling like they were the only two people left on planet Earth.

She pulled the soft curls back and off of her neck and tied it up with a blue scrunchie she borrowed from Leia.

“I don’t know what El sees in him,” Leia said, loud enough that the couple probably heard. “I mean, why do she and Max want to spend all of their time with stupid boys?”

Sunshine shrugged her shoulders. “They really like their stupid boys. One day, you might also find a stupid boy you like.”

“Gross.”

“You don’t think it’s gross, the whole kissing thing?” Leia asked curiously, sitting at the table across from Sunshine.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I haven’t gotten the chance to kiss a stupid boy, yet.” And she definitely hadn’t thought about it…at all.

“Really? You haven’t kissed anyone yet?” Leia looked at her oddly with narrowed eyes before she leaned back in her chair and said, “Huh, weird.”

“No, that’s not what I mean. I just figured…” Leia trailed off, biting her tongue and shaking her head. “Never mind.”

“What? You figured what?”

After a couple of minutes of silence, he looked at her with an unreadable expression. “I’m just trying to figure things out before it’s too late. I can’t be too late.”

“Too late with what?”

“Maybe,” Sunshine answered, not sure what she was looking at exactly. “They look sort of similar. Was this what was in your nightmare last night?”

“And that’s never happened before?”

Sunshine had never seen Luke so distraught over one of his visions, not recently. “Who’s futures are they?”

“Max’s,” he said, chewing down on his bottom lip. “And yours.” Sunshine swallowed thickly. It was her future that was keeping him up at night. She couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

“Listen, whatever happens, you know there’s a whole group of people who are here to help us. Whatever you saw, we’ll deal with it, and we’ll get through it together.”

Luke hung his head once more. “You can’t promise that.”

Standing up, Luke crossed his bedroom and pulled down a painting from the wall. He handed it to Sunshine and hovered anxiously above her, with an expression that had shifted from worry to stone.

“If I don’t figure out what happens in our future, there might not be one.”

“Come on, I’ll make you lunch,” Sunshine said.

“Can we have Eggos, please?” She supposed breaking one of Hopper’s rules wouldn’t be the end of the world.

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“I think taking an ice cream cone to the eye would be less painful than watching you try to flirt.”

“Question,” Tamera Willow asked, leaning against the back counter with a smirk on her lips. “Have you ever talked to a human woman before? Or is this your first time?”

“Oh, hey! It’s Steve’s better half,” Robin said, confusing Steve for a moment before a familiar voice rang out.

“Ahoy!” Sunshine greeted them with a smile, which Steve found himself mirroring out of habit.

“Hey Sunshine,” Steve said. “How was babysitting?”

Her shoulders slumped slightly as she approached the counter. “I feel like I’ve aged ten years in one morning.”

“Well, you know what they say,” Robin jumped into their conversation. “Kids suck the life right out of you.”

Sunshine laughed softly. “Yeah. Mike and El refuse to leave each other alone for five seconds. I’m worried they’re going to suffocate from all their kissing.”

“Well, what about Luke?” Steve asked. Her brother was a lot harder to place. He never said much, at least not the few times Steve has been around him.

“These kids sound like a blast,” said Tamera. Sunshine replied with a nod and played with the chain of her necklace.

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PROJECT SUNSHINE

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stranger things season 1-5. a steve harrington x hawkins lab!oc

when another product of Hawkins National Laboratory finds herself fleeing from a long survived nightmare, she crashes into the life of one unsuspecting teenage boy. together, they are dragged into the dark mysteries that begin to consume the small town of Hawkins, Indiana.

SEASON ONE. the lost children of Hawkins, Indiana

chapter one || chapter two || chapter three || chapter four || chapter five || chapter six || chapter seven || chapter eight || chapter nine || chapter ten || chapter eleven || chapter twelve || chapter thirteen || chapter fourteen || chapter fifteen || chapter sixteen || chapter seventeen

SEASON TWO. the return

chapter eighteen || chapter nineteen || chapter twenty || chapter twenty one || chapter twenty two || chapter twenty three || chapter twenty four || chapter twenty five || chapter twenty six || chapter twenty seven || chapter twenty eight || chapter twenty nine || chapter thirty || chapter thirty one || chapter thirty two || chapter thirty three || chapter thirty four || chapter thirty five || chapter thirty six || chapter thirty seven

SEASON THREE. the cruel summer

chapter thirty eight ||

SEASON FOUR. the deal with god

coming soon...

SEASON FIVE. the end

coming soon...

#season 3 #let’s goooo #🥳

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PROJECT SUNSHINE CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT → THE FUTURE IN COLOR

summary: steve harrington x oc

word count. 5.6k || masterlist

warnings: cannon typical violence, child abuse, horror, gore, and depictions of mental illness. parts of this story were written pre-season 4 release. cannon divergence.

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“I don’t care. It’s still Hopper’s house and he only has, like, three rules you guys have to follow. So please, just keep the door open, okay?”

She refrained from dragging Mike out of the cabin, though. Instead, she turned to her sister and said, “Keep the door open. Got it?”

El sighed but agreed, and Sunshine left the two of them alone to continue kissing and giggling like they were the only two people left on planet Earth.

She pulled the soft curls back and off of her neck and tied it up with a blue scrunchie she borrowed from Leia.

“I don’t know what El sees in him,” Leia said, loud enough that the couple probably heard. “I mean, why do she and Max want to spend all of their time with stupid boys?”

Sunshine shrugged her shoulders. “They really like their stupid boys. One day, you might also find a stupid boy you like.”

“Gross.”

“You don’t think it’s gross, the whole kissing thing?” Leia asked curiously, sitting at the table across from Sunshine.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I haven’t gotten the chance to kiss a stupid boy, yet.” And she definitely hadn’t thought about it…at all.

“Really? You haven’t kissed anyone yet?” Leia looked at her oddly with narrowed eyes before she leaned back in her chair and said, “Huh, weird.”

“No, that’s not what I mean. I just figured…” Leia trailed off, biting her tongue and shaking her head. “Never mind.”

“What? You figured what?”

After a couple of minutes of silence, he looked at her with an unreadable expression. “I’m just trying to figure things out before it’s too late. I can’t be too late.”

“Too late with what?”

“Maybe,” Sunshine answered, not sure what she was looking at exactly. “They look sort of similar. Was this what was in your nightmare last night?”

“And that’s never happened before?”

Sunshine had never seen Luke so distraught over one of his visions, not recently. “Who’s futures are they?”

“Max’s,” he said, chewing down on his bottom lip. “And yours.” Sunshine swallowed thickly. It was her future that was keeping him up at night. She couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

“Listen, whatever happens, you know there’s a whole group of people who are here to help us. Whatever you saw, we’ll deal with it, and we’ll get through it together.”

Luke hung his head once more. “You can’t promise that.”

Standing up, Luke crossed his bedroom and pulled down a painting from the wall. He handed it to Sunshine and hovered anxiously above her, with an expression that had shifted from worry to stone.

“If I don’t figure out what happens in our future, there might not be one.”

“Come on, I’ll make you lunch,” Sunshine said.

“Can we have Eggos, please?” She supposed breaking one of Hopper’s rules wouldn’t be the end of the world.

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“I think taking an ice cream cone to the eye would be less painful than watching you try to flirt.”

“Question,” Tamera Willow asked, leaning against the back counter with a smirk on her lips. “Have you ever talked to a human woman before? Or is this your first time?”

“Oh, hey! It’s Steve’s better half,” Robin said, confusing Steve for a moment before a familiar voice rang out.

“Ahoy!” Sunshine greeted them with a smile, which Steve found himself mirroring out of habit.

“Hey Sunshine,” Steve said. “How was babysitting?”

Her shoulders slumped slightly as she approached the counter. “I feel like I’ve aged ten years in one morning.”

“Well, you know what they say,” Robin jumped into their conversation. “Kids suck the life right out of you.”

Sunshine laughed softly. “Yeah. Mike and El refuse to leave each other alone for five seconds. I’m worried they’re going to suffocate from all their kissing.”

“Well, what about Luke?” Steve asked. Her brother was a lot harder to place. He never said much, at least not the few times Steve has been around him.

“These kids sound like a blast,” said Tamera. Sunshine replied with a nod and played with the chain of her necklace.

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