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Getting to Know You - P1

Summary: Mike isn't exactly excited when he sees who he's paired up with for chemistry, not because you're a bully, but because you're a mystery. Now, he's doing what he can to solve said mystery.

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Fem!Reader

WC: 1540

Warnings: none! (maybe swearing?)

A/N: SORRY FOR THE ABSENCE i have been busy preparing to leave for uni (which is quite literally across the world) but i have been reading so many mike wheeler fics i cant get enough of this skinny malnourished emotionally constipated boy

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

Mike’s eyes trailed down the blackboard as he looked for his name. His teacher said that they’d be starting experiments, and the name of your lab partner would be listed next to yours on the board.

Mike Wheeler & Y/N Y/L/N

He wasn’t exactly sure what to think. Y/N Y/L/N was sort of an enigma to the Hawkins High community. There was no girls team for sports besides cheer, so naturally, she fought tooth and nail to be on the boy’s soccer and swim team. Half of the team adored her for her blunt personality and respected her ability in the sport, the other half hated her for ‘contaminating’ the guy’s team. Y/N didn’t care at all what people had to say about her, claiming the coach had ‘no respect for the sport or any person’s ability in it’ when he initially didn’t allow her to be on the soccer team. It took even longer for her to be accepted to swim, something about ‘you can’t have the girl swimming with the guys, she’ll be a distraction!’ 

Lucas had dragged him and the rest of the party along to a few of her soccer matches before, saying she was a whizz on the field and definitely someone to watch. Most of the group didn’t exactly enjoy the sport, or the people who played it, but they watched to keep Lucas happy. El and Max thought she was so cool, for standing up to her challenges and fighting to play. Dustin laughed as he watched the opponents complain and whine whenever Y/N scored or stole the ball from them. Will wasn’t exactly opinionated, he just tagged along for the general excitement that comes from any sports game. Steve was forced to babysit, who brought Robin along, and they seemed to just talk amongst themselves for most of the game, except for any time someone would score. 

Mike didn’t exactly hate her, to be fair he didn’t really know much about her, other than her ability to argue to be on sports teams. He wasn’t exactly excited to work with her, but at least she wasn’t some bully, so he didn’t have too much to complain about either.

“Wheeler, hurry up, let’s get this done with!” you called out to him as you finished setting up the equipment on the bench.

“How the hell have you already got this, class started like 3 minutes ago?”

“I’m fast like that, now come on, let’s get this done early so we can spend time doing what we want?”

“Yeah but it’s a whole titration…”

“And? Like I said, I’m fast. Wouldn’t you rather be figuring out stuff for Hellfire?”

Mike gawked at you as you continued to pour the various chemicals into the glassware.

“Close your mouth. Are you going to sit there or will you help?”

“You know about Hellfire?” he asked as he handed you the other material.

“Yeah… Why wouldn’t I?” you responded as you bent over to look at the burette more closely.

“Uhm… I just thought… It’s not exactly your style…”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, y’know, you’re all, sporty and stuff. You hang out with the popular kids!”

“Please, you think my friends and I are popular? The popular kids give me shit for being a girl on the boy’s team, I am not popular.” you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction.

“You totally are! You’re a jock!”

“And just because I play sports means that I wouldn’t know about your club?”

“Yeah, wait no, I mean, yeah! I didn’t know you cared about us!”

“I don’t.”

“Oh.”

“But I know y’all exist. Your leader, Munson? He’s”

“Loud.” “A freak, I know.” you both said at the same time. Mike’s jaw dropped again, surprised that you didn’t say the same thing as him.

“What, why would you call him a freak? Isn’t he your friend?”

“He is, but, I expected you to say that he’s a freak.”

“Why would I call him that?”

“Because, that’s kinda what we’re known for…? Y’know? People call us devil worshippers, especially Eddie.”

“If you haven’t noticed, I don’t follow popular opinion. I don’t think of you as freaks, or devil worshippers. You guys just play a game you like and you’re passionate about it. Munson just so happens to be loud, so of course I’d notice the guy standing on top of the table and yelling about his club.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“Okay switch, I’ve done the first part, you do the rest. I’ll record the results.”

“Uh, yeah, sure.”

Mike wasn’t sure why he was feeling so weird. He barely knew you, and yet somehow he was so surprised at your personality. He half expected to be laughed at for the whole lesson, but to learn that you’re not as judgemental, but also know about him, and don’t see him and his friends as devil worshippers? He felt like someone had turned him upside down onto his head.

“Wheeler.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re staring at me. Stop staring at get your work done.”

A blush rose to his cheeks as he kicked his ass into high gear to finish the experiment. Your words from earlier, telling him to finish early so you could to what you wanted, resonated in his head, but he no longer wanted to think about DND. His mind was occupied with you, standing in sweats and a crop top with your swimsuit peeking out from underneath. 

“Do you, uh, have a match later?” he muttered as he continued the experiment.

“Nah, just practice, I have the state championships this weekend.”

“Oh really? I’m sure you’ll do great, in…” he trailed off as he tried to think of what stroke you were known for, earning a giggle from you, as you could clearly tell he didn’t know what he was talking about.

“It’s okay Mike, I know you don’t keep up with swimming.”

“But I want to!”

“Do you want to because you enjoy swimming, or because you feel bad that I’ve noticed your interests and you haven’t noticed mine?”

“How the hell do you do that?”

“How the hell do I do what?”

“Be so, smart? And honest? You like, say what you want, and you’re right.”

“I’ve kinda learned to not give a shit, y’know? I stand out already with being the only girl on the team, why not just be myself? I don’t care for labels or stereotypes.”

“That’s really cool.”

“Yeah? You should try it sometimes.”

“What do you mean?” he asked as he stood up to look at you properly.

“Work, Wheeler, get the experiment done.”

“Right, sorry.”

“You seem to care a lot about cliques, about the reputation you and others have. Who gives a damn if someone thinks y’all are devil worshippers, they don’t know you, so why do they matter?”

“That’s a… good point. Dunno, I just hate bullies.”

“So do I, but I don’t pay any mind to them, and that makes em leave me alone because they know they can’t bother me.”

“That’s admirable, but I’m not at that level yet.”

“That’s fine, it comes with time and practice. I wasn’t always like this.”

“Really? You seem so badass.”

“Nah, I cried so hard the first time I was denied entry on the soccer team.”

“What?! You can cry?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at Mike’s comment. 

“Do you seriously think I’m some stone cold no feelings no bullshit girl?”

“Yeah…? Are you not?”

“Mike Wheeler, you know nothing about me, at all.”

“Can I… get to know you? Okay wait, that came out weird, I swear I’m not like, obsessed with you or anything, I mean it’s really cool that you’re all ba-“

You doubled over laughing at his nerves, panting as you tried to catch your breath from laughing too hard. Luckily someone else had made a mess of their experiment, meaning the teacher’s attention was on them and rather on you.

“Mike, do I make you that nervous?” you teased as you noticed his face slightly turning pink.

“Is it that obvious?” he replied as he laughed at himself. 

“I know you didn’t mean it in a creepy way, don’t worry. And sure, if you promise me one thing.”

“What is it?”

“Try not to judge a book by it’s cover yeah? You’ll end up doing the same thing those ‘bullies’ do.”

“Yeah, got it. Is uh, your swim competition open to anyone to watch?” 

“Nah, you need a ticket, why you want one?”

“Yeah, I wanna watch you win!”

“Mike, do you even know the four strokes…?”

“No, but, you can teach me?”

“Yeah, I’ll teach you. I’ll get you your ticket tomorrow.”

For the rest of the class you couldn’t help but laugh as you made small talk with him, conversing about really anything and everything. Mike could have sworn that he felt something, some slightly foreign feeling, somewhere in his mind, but he pushed it away as he tried to get to know you better. Every time you sent him a smile he couldn’t help but feel hot, like he was coming down with some cold. It was definitely something to ask Eddie about, but that was for another day. 

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i am in love with mike wheeler!! got bit by the wheeler bug and now its all i read

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler x reader #vellaraspeaks

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Every Girl But One - P2

Summary: Growing up with Steve Harrington as your best friend meant that you saw each other as family. Watching that role stick after your feelings for him change can only hurt.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WC: 3328

Warnings: angst, fluff, happy ending!

A/N: based on a true fucking story because god i fucking hate 'being one of the boys' but i didnt have a happy ending LOL

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

To say that you were confused was an understatement. You didn't know that someone could go through as many emotions as you did in such a short amount of time. How dare Steve react the way that he did, how dare he break your heart the way that he did. It wasn't even the fact that he just left which made you upset, it was the fact that he said he 'feared' your confession. You knew he wouldn't see you as anything more than a friend but to think that little of you to the point of being scared of the possibility of anything more? That was past weird, now it was rude.

You cried your heart out to Robin, who thankfully walked you to your house, told your parents you were staying over for the weekend, grabbed a bag full of the essentials and walked you to her place, where you stayed up the whole night talking and eating ice cream. She left at around 9 am, claiming she 'knew a guy' and came back with 2 rolled joints, a couple of beers, and some guy with shaggy hair trailing alongside her like a lost puppy.

"I know it's only 9 am, but I got weed, beer, and Eddie!" she exclaimed as she held her hands out to show off the guy.

"Who the heck is Eddie?" you asked, in between sniffles.

"Me! I know we've never met but Robin said she needed a guy's mind to tackle a problem, and trust me, anything with King Steve is definitely a problem." he explained as he sat down next to you, offering his hand out for you to shake.

The mention of Steve's name only made you cry harder, making Eddie pull back his hand and look up at Robin worriedly.

"I'll let her explain." Robin stated as she started to light a joint.

"There's not much to explain, really. There's just this guy who I've always been best friends with, then I caught feelings like an idiot, then we stopped talking because he only had eyes for his girlfriend, and last night she dumped him so I confessed my feelings and he had the nerve to say 'You've said the one thing I've feared for so long.'"

"Wait, feared? Why would he fear that?" Eddie asked as he blew smoke from his mouth.

"Dunno. He said now we'll never go back to just being friends."

"Jesus, this guy is stupid. Is there anything more you need to say?"

"Not really..."

"Wonderful! I propose we get high, drunk, and listen to music!"

"Absolutely not! Eddie, your music taste is just noise, we're listening to Y/N's music."

"Robs we didn't bring any to your house..."

"HA then metal it is!"

Eddie laughed as he brought out a mixtape from his pocket while Robin groaned and you giggled at their interactions. As much as you were still upset over Steve, it was nice to have them as a distraction.

This dynamic continued for longer than you had expected. It took a few weeks to get over Steve but you found yourself back into the swing of things, and with a new friend now, Eddie! Eventually you graduated and even got accepted into University of Notre Dame. The move was good for you, the weight lifted off your shoulders as you became occupied with living your life on your own. You were a bit upset because you couldn't spend as much time with Robin or Eddie anymore, but you felt yourself evolve into a more mature and career orientated woman. The independence was necessary, as you'd say.

You always said you'd go visit Robin, but that happened less than you had hoped for. Either some teacher assigned insane amounts of working practically trapping you in the library to do research or you had some other friend to go visit. Time escaped your mind and you found yourself planning to finally go back to Hawkins in the summer of 1985. With just a few phone calls, your parents had cleared out your room for your arrival, as they asked about all the details of their college girl. While you tried to be positive and talk about your experience, you couldn't help but feel a bit sore. Hawkins was your home, it was also home to the one boy who kinda made it miserable. You weren't sure if you were ready to face him again, but you were determined to forget about it, you had better people to see anyways.

The drive back was quiet, you slept for most of it, trying to ignore the overthinking that plagued your mind. Even when you got back home, you flopped yourself on your bed, waiting for the evening to come so you could surprise Robin and Eddie.

"Y/N? Y/N!" a voice called out from the street. As you rushed to wipe the sleep from your eyes you wondered who was yelling at you with such frenzy. You pulled the door open to reveal your father who was waiting for you in the car.

"What is it?"

"We gotta go now! There's been a fire at Starcourt!"

"Starcourt? The mall?"

"Yeah, now let's go!"

"Wait hold on, why are we going to a mall that just burnt down?"

"Honey, you didn't know?"

"I didn't know what...?"

"That's the mall where Robin works! Now le'ts go!"

You felt your heart drop at your father's words. Without thinking you ran out to climb into the car, temporarily forgetting that you were still in a tank top and your flannel pants. Panic rushed through your mind as you thought of all the things that could have happened. The sound of sirens grew louder as you approached the mall and you ran out of the car, not even bothering to close the door.

"Robin? Robin! Where are you?" you yelled as you ran around trying to spot your friend. You made out a vague blur of teenagers who were all sitting on the edge of fire trucks or ambulances but you still couldn't find your friend. That was when a certain voice pulled you out of your head, causing you to turn around.

"Y/N...?" he whispered as your jaw dropped when you saw his face. Steve was sat against some wrecked car, holding ice to his face.

"Holy shit, Steve? What the hell happened to you?" you asked. You felt your body instinctively run towards him and reach out to touch his wounds, yanking your hand back when he winced.

"Y/N what are you doing here?"

"Not now Steve, I'm glad you're not dead but, I need to find Robin!"

"Y/N, I'm here!" she called as she limped over to the two of you, immediately pulling you into a hug.

"Robin what the fuck? I come home from college to find out the mall burned down and now you're here? What happened?!"

"Oh my god Y/N you won't believe this, so I started working at Scoops with Steve and then turns out the Russians were hiding in our mall so we had to decoded their message and then the Russians caught us and they drugged us and Steve and I were tortured, well Steve was tortured, and then Billy got possessed and then there was this huge fucking monster and we almost died but we didnt!"

"Robin... what."

"I'm serious Y/N! I'm fully serious!"

"Okay, let's get you home."

"What about Steve?"

"What about Steve?"

"We can't just leave him here!"

"I'm not entirely sure when you became friends with him, but I'm not friends with him. He can figure out how to get home, my ride deal only stands with you."

Robin looked over at Steve who had his head tilted back as he held the ice to his face. You stood firm in your decision and your father was waiting by his car, asking if people were okay as they walked by.

"Y/N, I promise I will explain everything, please just, come over to my house tonight. Or better, let's go to Steve's and we'll explain it all."

"Steve's? You have got to be kidding me Robs do you not remember what he did to me? I go for one year and I come back and you're besties now?!"

"I promise it's not what it looks like, I swear! I will explain everything, please, just trust me."

Robin put on the puppy eyes that you knew you were too weak to say no to, so you slapped Steve on the shoulder and told him to follow you and her to your dad's car. You explained that you'd take care of the two at Steve's house, which he thankfully agreed to with no questions, and dropped you off in front of Steve's home.

When you entered you let out a breath of relief at seeing an empty house. Some things just didn't change no matter how long you stayed away. You pushed Robin and Steve onto the couch as you looked around for a first aid kit and grabbed glasses of water for the pair.

"Someone better start talking right now." you muttered as you took out disinfectant and poured it onto some cotton balls.

"Hawkins is fucking cursed." Steve whispered as he stared off into the distance.

"Elaborate."

"Remember that Byers kid? Will? The one who went missing?"

"What about him?"

"He didn't go missing, he was kidnapped by some fucking monster."

"Those monsters came from the same place the monster that attacked us at the mall! The same one that possessed Billy!" Robin added.

For the next 40 minutes they explained the whole situation of how the Upside Down came to take place in Hawkins, starting with Will's dissappearance and up until the burning of Starcourt. You took your time to clean Steve's face, slapping his arm every time he winced or hissed at the pain.

"So, the supernatural are in Hawkins, Steve you've been fighting them for like a year and a half, and you almost died fighting another at the mall last night?"

"Yeah pretty much." Steve whispered, now leaning on his side.

"Y/N I swear Steve has been nothing but good to me. At first I really didn't wanna work with him because I know what he's done to you but just trust me when I say he's a better guy now."

"Okay."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, that's it. I trust you Robin, I'm just glad you're safe."

Robin teared up as she pulled you into another hug, earning a chuckle from both you and Steve.

"Now chop chop, it's bed time for the both of you."

You ordered Steve to say seated as you went upstairs and brought out clothes for Robin to change into as well as a blanket for her to use on mattress in the spare room. It felt somewhat natural, being back in Steve's house and moving around as if it was your own. Yet another part of you felt like a fake, like you were playing the role of someone who knew what to do, when really you didn't. You weren't ignorant, you knew that Steve's eyes were on you the whole time, you knew he was watching you, but you were more focused on Robin. By the time you tucked her into bed and promised you'd be right up, you had expected Steve to go up on his own, prompting you to come back downstairs for a beer, you definitely needed one.

"Does it feel natural, to be back in my house?" he whispered from the darkness surrounding the couch, inticing a yelp from you.

"Christ Steve I thought you had gone to bed. I don't need to tuck you in you're not a little boy."

"It's been a while, since you've been here. I've missed seeing you here." he continued.

"Steve, I don't know what the Russians injected you with, but you need to sleep it off. Come on, up you go."

"I don't wanna go. If I sleep they'll get me, they'll get me in my sleep."

"Who'll get you?"

"Everything, everyone. The demogorgon, demodogs, Billy, the mind flayer, the Russians, they'll all get me."

"Okay Steve, come on, I'm serious now. Go upstairs and go to bed."

"Goddamnit Y/N can't you see that I don't wanna sleep? I wanna talk to you!" he yelled, making you choke on your beer at his sudden outburst.

"Why the hell do you wanna do that? You must be exhausted, you need the sleep!"

"I don't need sleep I need you." he deadpanned.

"What did you just say?"

"I need you, Y/N."

"Steve, you're high."

"I don't give a fuck if I'm high. I was so fucking stupid and I lost you once, I won't lose you again."

"What in god's name are you talking about Harrington?"

"I know you know what I'm talking about."

"I don't, to be frank, I have no clue what you're talking about. Because I refuse to believe that you think that you lost me, that one night after the party. You didn't lose me, dumbass, you fucking left me, you pushed me away. Said you feared me having feelings for you."

"I know. And I regret it so much."

"We are not having this conversation right now oh my god."

"For fucks sake Y/N yes we are. I haven't been able to see you in a year and you're all I've been thinking about. I have dreamt of the day that I'd be able to talk to you again, to hold you, to love you, so for crying out let me explain."

You felt your mouth open and close like a fish, but you couldn't find any words, so you just kept quiet.

"I know what I did. I know I pushed you away, I know I said horrible words, but I did not mean them. Actually know, I did mean them, I meant them because nothing in this world, no demogorgon, no demodog, no mind flayer, no nothing, could fear me more, than the thought of losing you. I loved my parents, and now they're never home, I loved Nancy, and she dumped me, everything that I have loved, I have lost in some way or another. And I do not think that I would be able to continue in this world if I had lost you. I was scared, damn it, Y/N, I was so scared. I pushed you away because I thought that if you stayed away, I wouldn't be able to lose you for good. And then all the shit with the Upside Down happened and the last thing I needed was for you to get involved, so I did what I had to do. I thought if I broke your heart for good you'd be safe."

You heard Steve's voice crack as he started to cry. It took such an immense strength to not cry yourself. You wanted to run to him and hold him, tell him that you still loved him and that he would never lose you, but that part of you was fighting the more logical part, who knew that he could have explained this to you, he could have said something instead of just trashing you away the way that he did.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was worried, scared, a coward, fucking stupid. I was all these things fit into some dumb highschool teenage boy who thought that the world was about pretty girls and basketball. And then a few days later I tried to make it up to Nancy and I fought a fucking demogorgon."

"I'm not sure what to say Steve. I've grown up myself, I'm in college, I have goals, I'm not the same Y/N I was almost two years ago."

"I know, and if anything I love this new you. You're more assertive, more confident, more knowledgable. It's attractive, don't get me wrong, but I'm more proud. You don't put up with shit anymore, especially not mine."

A comfortable silenct fell upon you two as you just sat staring at each other whlie you occasionally took sips from your beer. Even when you had finished it, you kept raising the bottle to your mouth, hoping there would be a little bit that you missed. Hundreds of thoughts whizzed around in your mind as you thought of what this meant for the future of you and Steve. At the end of the day he was still one of the closest friends you'd ever had.

"Y'know what, let's restart." you said after a while. Steve cocked his head to the side as he looked at you with a confused expression.

"Restart?"

"Yeah. We're two different people now, so let's restart. Hello, my name is Y/N Y/L/N. And you are?" you explained as you walked closer to him, holding out your hand to shake his. Steve still looked skeptical but couldn't hold back his smile at being able to touch you.

"I'm Steve Harrington, nice to meet you."

"Oh but, can we just go back to the part where you said you said you wanted to hold and love me again?"

"Uh excuse me? I don't think I've ever said that to you, afterall, we just met 30 seconds ago Miss Y/L/N!" Steve joked as he pulled you down into him, leading to you falling into his lap and against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed a kiss into your hair.

"Bold of you to be hugging a person you just met Mr. Harrington." you whispered, pulling yourself back just enough to see the pout on Steve's face. You cracked, wrapping your own arms around him and squeezing. Sobs wracked through his body as he held on to you, he didn't expect this moment to make him so emotional, but he couldn't help but cry.

"So what now? I know we restarted but, we have so much history, and, I still love you so much..." Steve muttered into your ear as he held you.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow Steve, I'm here for 2 whole months, we don't have to go through this now. You need to rest."

"I don't wanna sleep alone..."

"Are you asking me to sleep with you? Jesus Harrington you're fast!"

"Oh cut the crap Y/N let me cuddle my girl."

"Your girl?"

"Uhm, that is if you want to be."

"I've always been your girl Steve, just different meanings of that phrase. We'll talk about it tomorrow, I promise, but let's get some sleep now okay?"

"Let's? As in us? As in you and me?" he asked excitedly as you pulled his wrist and dragged him up the stairs.

"Yes Steve, you and me."

When you reached his bedroom, you crept away for a moment to check that Robin was safe, smiling when you saw her passed out and snoring in the bed. You turned back to Steve's room to find him tucked in, holding the blanket and his arms out as he was waiting for you to join him. Kicking off your shoes, you slid in next to him, and Steve wasted no time in pulling you close into his arms and nuzzling his face into yours.

He fell asleep quickly, but you stayed up for some time. You couldn't help but scold yourself for folding so quickly, you had hoped that you had more strength when it came to Steve, but another part of you was glad that things were on the mend. You knew that realistically you would start dating, which would suck given that you'd have to go back to college, leaving Steve in a dangerous town, but you decided that that would be a concern for tomorrow. Before you fell asleep you smiled to yourself, happy at being in Steve's arms again, where you belonged.

Taglist:

@fujiihime @avarose06 @khaylin27 @dzidziti

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington reader insert #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things s3 #stranger things s4 #stranger things ships #stranger things season 3 #stranger things 3 #stranger things season 4 #vellarawrites

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holy shit?? tysm for this?!!?!? dsflaskdj <3333

Stranger Things Fic Recs 2

🔥: Smut

😍: Fluff

😥: Angst / Hurt

* : Season 4 Spoiler

Part 1 Here

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Billy Hargrove

First Drink - @smolkiwi98 😍

An Open Window, Pt 2, Pt 3 - @greatlampfestival 🔥

Eddie Munson

Relaxation with the Hendersons - (Henderson! Reader) @ariesl0ves3ddiemuns0n 😍

Angel - @writethesleepaway 😍

Cockwarming Eddie while he rolls a joint - @d4nshyp3r 🔥

The Trailer Cats - @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown 😍

Rain on Me - @redheadspark 😥😍

Something I Don't Know - @wtfsteveharrington 🔥😍

Dungeon Master - @wtfsteveharrington 😍

Welcome Home - @ali-r3n 😍 (Henderson! Reader)

Pushing It, Part 2 - @loveronlineee

Eddie Munson x Henderson! Reader - @ali-r3n

Steve Harrington

The Backseat - @wannabeschyulersister 😍*

A vintage love - @ladymercury8 (Henderson! Reader) 😥

I [don't] think he knows - @witchwyfe 😍

Spoiled Brat - @hellfirebabes 🔥

The Dorky Sailor - @allthingsfangirl101 😍

It's you and me - @wannabeschyulersister 😥😍

Grocery Shopping - @wtfsteveharrington 😍

The Shift - @roanniom 🔥

My Brother's Keeper - @allthingsfangirl101 😍

Your Sister Is Hot - @s1ater

The Movies - @wannabeschyulersister 😥😍

Steve eating you out + you tugging on his hair - @ringpop-poppy 🔥

Robin Buckley

Golden Girl - @milkiane 😍

Steddie x Reader

Brat - @smolkiwi98 🔥

Rock The Night - @stranger-nightmare 🔥

Sex, Drugs, Etc , Part 2 - @wwinterwitch 🔥

Silk Thoughts - @msgorillagripcoochie 🔥

Bizarre Love Triangle - @chestharrington 🔥

Steve + Robin x Reader

Tequila & Strawberry Lipgloss, Coffee & Mint Chapstick, Chai & Hot Pink Lipstick, Vodka & Watermelon Chapstick - @wtfsteveharrington 🔥

Boobies - @princessofmarvel *

Steddie + Robin x Reader

Three's a crowd.... But four is a party , Pt 2 - @glasvera 🔥

The Fruity Four While Their Partner is on Their Period - @stranger-nightmare 😍

Tagging Mutuals: @steve-harringtons-slut , @a-lumos-in-the-nox , @botanicalbarnes

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Every Girl But One - P1

Summary: Growing up with Steve Harrington as your best friend meant that you saw each other as family. Watching that role stick after your feelings for him change can only hurt.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WC: 2889

Warnings: angst, swearing and dumbass steve :)

A/N: based on a true fucking story because god i fucking hate 'being one of the boys'

Here is part 2!

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

Steve always said that you were his best girl, his unbiological sister, his sidekick, ever since you were little kids. You'd spend summers with him, running around his or your yard, chasing each other with bubbles or water guns. In school, you shared all your classes, purposely choosing them each year so you'd be seated together. Every time you cried, Steve was there to wipe your tears, dust you off, and get you back on track. Every time Steve was sad at watching his parents leave for their usual meetings, you invited him over for a movie and a sleepover. There was this unspoken, mutually benficial relationship you had that no matter the situation, you'd always be there for each other. But of course, you just had to catch feelings for him.

You had to catch feelings for Steve 'The Hair' Harrington, who developed this flirtatious drawl and touchy mannerisms. You first witnessed it in the 8th grade, Steve wanted to ask Suzie Carter to the summer dance, and of course she said yes. Your eyebrow raised, initially weirded out by the sudden change in voice and unfamiliar behaviour, but you passed it off as 'something guys just do'. The second time it happened was only 2 weeks later, when Steve asked Alice Brown to be his girlfriend. Naturally, you were shocked that he took interest in her, as you thought he liked Suzie, but you didn't really question it further than that. Eventually, it overtook his whole personality, it was like some persona that possessed him, only when he spoke to girls, when he spoke to any girl. Any girl but you. To you, he just went back to his original self, talking to you like he would when you were 10 years old again.

Of course, you tried to brush it off like it was nothing, you guys were best friends, always had been, always will be, so of course he'd talk to you the same! Yet your foolish heart cracked more and more each time he'd tell you about his conversations with girls, girls prettier than you, kinder than you, more deserving of his love than you.

I'm telling you now Y/N, you gotta fix this, either tell him, get rejected and move on, or tell him and start dating, or just force your feelings away. It's only going to end badly for you, because he's stupid and blind.

Your other friends warned you, which you were appreciative of, but you couldn't help but follow your feelings. The familiar ache would start again in your chest whenever you saw him leaning up against some locker, running his fingers over some new girl's chin, wondering when it would be you. A part of you knew that if you ever had that chance, you'd probably just be another one on the ongoing list of girls Steve talked to, but you really couldn't care less, you just wanted the validation, the achievement, his attention.

"Steve, how many girls are you going to talk to this year?" you asked, sipping on your lemonade as you spent another day basking in the summer heat with Steve.

"What kinda question is that, Y/N?" he asked, tilting his head to the left.

"A genuine one! I always see you talking to girls in the hallway, so let's make a bet. I think that this year, this school year, you're going to talk to 35 girls."

"35?! I feel like I can do better than that!"

"Oh, so now your goal is to talk to as many girls as possible?"

"Well, not exactly, and plus, when you say it like that you make it sound like a bad thing!"

"Well... Yeah. Nobody likes being the second, third, or 35th choice Steve. You're breaking hearts!"

"Oh come on Y/N, it's nothing serious, I'm sure I'm not breaking hearts. If I was, they'd say something to me, but they're not! I'm just having fun, y'know?"

"Sure, whatever you say Stevie."

"I think I'm going to talk to 50."

"Jesus Steve the goal is to go down, not up!"

"Hey, I'm just being realistic."

"So, senior year, you'll go out with a bang, huh? Why not just try to talk to every girl! Get them all on your belt!"

"Every girl but one."

Your heart stopped at hearing Steve say this, somewhere deep down in your mind you knew that he was going to say that you were the exception, he could never see you as anything more than his friend.

"Who's the one exception Steve?"

"You, duh!"

He said it with such enthusiasm, like it was obvious, and you couldn't help but internally scream as you scrambled to pull together the broken pieces of your heart that had just shattered in your chest.

Steve spoke again after you were silent for too long.

"Y/N...? You okay?"

"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yup! 'M good."

"Okay... You know you'll always be my girl right? These others might come and go but I'll always have your back, just you and me against the world."

"Yeah Steve, I know."

He pulled you into a hug, one that you didn't really reciprocate, but moved just enough to convince him that you were okay. A part of you started to dread going back to school with him, knowing that you'd endure another year of watching him flirt with girls left and right. But there really wasn't much you could do, Steve was too stuck in his mindset, or 'had his head too far up his ass' as your friends liked to phrase it.

To your surprise, Steve kept his number of girls to a minimum, somehow falling head over heels for none other than Nancy Wheeler. It kinda made sense, she was pretty, smart, motivated, and you guessed that Steve liked the challenge; she wasn't like any of the other girls he would ask out. So when you'd hear the occasional "Hey, have you heard? Steve and Nancy are still going at it! Can you believe it's lasted anything longer than a hookup?" you were slightly shocked. Naturally, as his relationship with Nancy progressed, yours deteriorated. He spent less and less time with you, talking to you, even looking at you, pouring all his time and attention into his girlfriend. Of course you understood, you'd want your own boyfriend to do the same, but your heart burned, longing for your friendship and the way things used to be.

"Come on, Y/N, we've got to get you out of this funk. I don't care that you and Steve used to be best friends, it's time for you to move on." Robin moaned as she tried to pull you off her bedroom floor by your wrist.

"Move on? Who said I was stuck on him in the first place?" you asked as you looked up at her.

"Y/N, I'm not stupid, you look at him like you're a puppy who got left on the side of the road."

"Uh, as if! I just, miss my friend, that's all."

"Yeah, and the hypothetical relationship you could have had! It's so obvious that you were head over heels for him."

"Even if I was, there's nothing I can do about it Robs, he's got eyes for Nancy and Nancy only."

"Y'know, I heard a rumour that she's been hanging out with Jonathan."

"Wait what, Jonathan who?"

"That Byers kid, the photographer?"

"I thought he was... y'know..."

"Oh my god Y/N you can say the word gay."

"Gay! Yeah, what happened to him being gay?"

"Who knows? Who cares? He's obviously done something to attract Nancy."

"I'm sure it's just some stupid rumour, started by Tommy or something, to get back at Steve."

"No I'm serious! People have seen them driving home together!"

"Yeah, whatever you say Robin."

"Look, regardless of Nancy's situation, you need to get off your ass about Steve. He's clearly too dumb to see what he's been missing. You're a great girl, you're kind, you're pretty, and you've always been there for him. Can you say the same about him? Aboslutely not! Therefore, I suggest we kick the 'ditch Steve' plan into action! We can even find you a different guy! I heard Billy's single these days!"

"Really Robin? You did not just suggest Billy as a replacement for Steve. And he's always single! That's his whole thing, hookups or nothing!"

"Okay, sure, maybe he's racist and misogynistic, but what guy isn't these days? He'll be perfect to take your mind off of Harrington!"

"Oh yeah, that's a great idea, get fucked by Billy Hargrove and lose all thoughts of Steve Harrington!" you deadpanned, causing Robin to losen her grasp on your arm and fall to the floor laughing.

"This is serious Robin! I can't continue living my life obsessing over him! It's bad enough that he's my best friend!"

"He was your best friend!"

"Thank you so much for reminding me."

The two of you stayed on her floor for what felt like hours, thinking of different ways to get over Steve, ultimately failing to come up with a concrete plan. It felt like no matter what you did you'd come back to the same conclusion, you'd always have a crush on him and he'd always just see you as a friend, and nothing more. At least talking to your friends about it offered some form of distraction.

A few days later word spread around that a Halloween party was being hosted, and for some reason, everyone was invited. Robin forced you to attend, saying it would be a good way to take your mind off of your crush, which you replied to saying you agreed except for the fact that Steve and Nancy would most likely be there, thus backfiring on her plan. Yet, for some reason you still went, choosing to momentarily forget about your problems. You showed up to the house with Robin, not really dressed as anything in particular, about 2 hours late, hoping you would have avoided the initial rush.

"Y/L/N, is that you?" a voice called out to you from the dark. You squint your eyes to find Billy, leaning against his car, smoking probably for the millionth time that night.

"What do you want Billy?" you asked with an uninterested tone.

"Just curious, since when do you go to parties little lady?"

"God, don't call me that. And whether or not I go to parties or not is none of your business."

He sauntered up to you and your surroundings suddenly seemed smaller, like the world was shrinking into you. You couldn't keep your eyes off of his as he slowly walked up to you, using his free hand to move the hair out of your face. If your heart was beating before, it was definitely racing now, as Robin's words echoed back to you. Sure there was a chance Billy would completely ignore you after the night, but the sudden attention made you burn up.

"Hm, a different nickname then? Princess? Sweetheart? Ba-"

"Get your fucking hands off of her, Billy." Steve growled as he burst through the door.

"This doesn't concern you Harrinton, go tend to your girlfriend, or what's left of her now that she's dealing with Byers."

You didn't expect Steve to show up and talk to Billy like that, especially after practically ignoring your existence for months. You also definitely didn't expect him to grab him by the collar and slam him into a tree, threatening to do worse if he didn't leave you alone. Billy took the hint and wandered into the house, claiming he wasn't 'drunk enough for this shit'.

Steve turned to look at you, his expression softening when he saw you looking at him oddly.

"Come on, Y/N, don't look at me like that."

"Don't look at you like what?"

"Like you aren't happy to see me!"

"Well, I'm not... I'm surprised you even remember my name."

"What? The hell are you talking about?"

"Steve, you haven't spoken to me in months, let alone looked at me. Now you come out here and shoo Billy away?"

"Billy isn't good for you, Y/N, you know that."

"And you do?"

"Yes! I'm your best friend, I'll always watch out for you!"

"No Steve, you're barely even just a friend these days! You've been so occupied with Nancy that you haven't even had the time to look at me! I'm not asking for much Steve, just for you to acknowledge my existence. But I guess your girl is more important than that."

"She's... she's not my girl."

"So the rumours are true?"

"Yeah, she got drunk and then told me we were bullshit, that our love was bullshit."

"I'm sorry Steve, that's a horrible way to be broken up with."

"Yeah. I guess it's back to finding a girl I go."

"Wait, you just got dumped, and you're seriously back to finding a girl?"

"I mean, yeah? What else would I do?"

"How bout take some time off? Think about what is wrong with you that made Nancy break up with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What about what's wrong with her? And what's wrong with you?! Why are you saying there's something wrong with me?"

"Steve, she's a smart girl, she wouldn't have just dumped you for no reason. And she's nice, so if it was the case of feelings disappearing she would have dumped you differently."

Steve shook his head at your words, sliding down next to your feet as you leaned against the same tree where Billy was pushed into.

"Y'know, I thought you'd be more excited to talk to me." he whispered.

"Y'know, so did I."

"So why aren't you?"

"I'm tired, Steve."

"Oh, do you want me to drive you home?"

"No, I mean my heart, is tired. I'm mentally exhausted."

"What's up?"

"I have spent years with you, loving you, and being in love with you. And you'd think that you'd be able to stop, just for one fucking second, to look at what's right in front of you and see what's there. See that I have always been, and probably always will be, there. But no, you fuck off from girl to girl and the second you get with Nancy, nobody else exists. And the moment you're done with Nancy, you're already gone again, looking for girl, looking for any girl, but me, of course. Because to you I'm not a girl, to you I'm Y/N, I'm different, I'll never be a girl that you can see in any way other than your close friend. That's what's up, Steve."

Steve's jaw dropped at your confession. You weren't sure where the sudden nerve to spit out such a monologue came from, it's not like you were drunk or high. The adrenaline died out and you were left a burning mess, thanking the darkness of the night for hiding the embarassment left on your face.

"Y/N... I, I don't really know what to say."

"Yeah I figured... You haven't known for some time."

"I didn't know you saw me that way."

"Of course you didn't."

"I'm sorry for being so blind."

"Yeah."

"I'm so-"

"Look, Steve, if all you're going to do is apologize for your behaviour, which is what you should have done ages ago, I'm going to go. I don't expect you to say anything, but I don't see any reason to stay. Unless you want me to stay."

You still held on to a slight sliver of hope, wondering if Steve would actually ask you to stay.

"I think you should go."

"What?"

"You should go, Y/N, I don't know what I can say to you. This changes things."

You felt your heart break at Steve's sudden coldness.

"What the hell does this change? I thought you would just go about ignoring me like you have for the past 6 months?"

"Don't you get it, Y/N? I can't ignore you now, now that you've said the one thing I've feared for so long."

"Hold on, feared?"

"Yes! Feared! Because now we will never go back to just being friends."

"Steve, you're being fucking weird. What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm gonna go, if you won't. I'm sorry Y/N. Bye."

Steve got up and walked away, back into the house. You felt the tears threaten to escape your eyes as you tried to process the mess of a conversation that had just happened. Some part of you thought it wasn't real, the other more logical part of you knew you had to find Robin as fast as possible and leave immediately.

"Holy shit, Y/N. I heard the whole thing!" Robin called out as she ran towards you.

"Wait, you did?"

"Yeah, I came out here cause the music was getting too loud inside and then I hid behind Billy's car when I heard you and Steve talk. Now let's go, you need to cry it out and I need to plan Steve's demise."

Robin pulled you along away from the party as you let the tears now stream down your face. Everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong, and Steve's words and behaviour felt like a slap in the face.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington reader insert #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #steve harrington story #steve harrington imagine #vellarawrites

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Angel

Summary: based off of this request!

"hiya! i saw in your bio that you have open requests, so i just wanted to request something with eddie:

reader (gender neutral) is in a relationship with eddie, and both of them are repeating their senior year again. eddie already had a shitty day because of his maths lesson (he failed a test), and during lunch jason is going overboard with being a dick to eddie, so eddie just lashes out on him and nearly starts a fight, but reader calms eddie down and promises that they'll buy him his favourite sweets to make his day better :>"

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

WC: 1621

Warnings: fluffy eddie

A/N: omgomgomgomgomg u guys i got my first request and then i felt bad cos i was sick but then i miraculously felt better? legit lost all of my symptoms except for a sore throat so i hope my brain worked long enough for this piece to come out nice! <3

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

Bright red and angry, the '32%' on the page in front of him felt like a slap to the face. Eddie knew he had studied, he knew you had forced him to study, he just wasn't sure where he went wrong. Maybe it was because halfway through the test he got distracted after hearing kids roam the halls outside his classroom, or he heard a PA announcement asking for a student to go to the principal's office. Whatever the reason was, he wasn't happy with his score, especially after having a relatively successful week in terms of school work. He dragged his palm over his face as he quietly groand, frustrated and already dreading breaking the news to you. He knew you wouldn't be upset, but he didn't want to see your face drop, especially after having taken your own time to help him prepare.

To make matters worse, he had already been late to school, for reasons completely out of his own hands, resulting in a 10 minute lecture from the secretary, scolding him for his tardiness. Nothing could get him out of the situation as she sat him down in front of the principal, which surprised him; he expected the principal to say something.

The sound of the bell shook him out of his thoughts as he walked out of class in hopes of cheering up after seeing you, ignoring the teacher calling out his name. He peeked through the window on the door of your class, smiling as he saw you taking notes. You were more determined than he was to finally graduate, something he really liked about you. Glancing at his watch, he realized your teacher was late and looked back up to see you holding your notebook up.

teach is slow, we'll be out in 10, meet me @ cafeteria & save me a seat, love you <3

Nodding as he read your book, he felt a blush creep up to his face, momentarily distracting him from the stress of the morning. Gareth noticed Eddie waiting outside and pat him on the back, dragging him along to the cafeteria.

"Look who's graced us with his presence! It's the freak! The fool!" Jason yelled across the room as Eddie entered the cafeteria behind Gareth. Eddie shot him a look of warning as he walked to a table, making sure to leave a seat for you on the edge. Jason sauntered over, putting his foot up on the bench and leaning into the table.

"Y'know, one day I'm gonna have you burned at the stake, like the Satanist you are."

"Not today Carver, not in the mood to entertain you."

"Entertain me? I'm warning you, you sick fuck, you won't be around for much longer."

"Yeah and neither will your mother once I've had my way with her."

Gareth and Jeff snickered at Eddie's joke as they watched him poke the food, which really looked like some unidentifiable mush, around on his plate.

"What did you just say to me?"

"You heard me, jesus you're so dramatic, one would think you're the freak show."

"The hell is your problem Munson? Why are you so quiet now? What happened to the big act?"

"Jason I'm telling you what's for your own good, fuck off."

"Excuse me? As if you know what's good for me, you worship the devil! Where's all the flames, all the hellfire? What happened to big bad Eddie who'd stand up for himself?"

"He's tired from spending time with your mom."

"Keep my mom out of this you bastard! I swear to god I'm going to hunt you down and when I find you, I'll take you out so far into the woods, where nobody will hear your screams, but I won't kill you, not just yet. I'll take that lame excuse of a dad you have, what's his name, Wade? Bring him out and burn him at the stake too. And that's not all, I'll take that angel of yours, the one you definitely don't deserve, Y/N-"

Jason's speech was interupted as Eddie shot up from his seat and slammed him into the nearest collumn.

"I'm only going to tell you this once Carver, so open your fucking ears and listen. I swear to everything good on this earth, if you ever so mention Y/N again, I don't care if it's in a good or bad context, I will break you. I will break every single bone in your body, I will cut you into 6 inch chunks and feed you to the fucking bears, are we clear?"

"Oh okay, I get it, big threats coming from the freak huh?"

Eddie slammed Jason's head backward and grabbed his hair to do it again when Jeff pulled him away and one of Jason's friends ushered him to the nurse to get some ice.

"Let go of me Jeff I need to do this!"

"Man, you need to calm down, you can't just act like that, you gotta graduate this year!"

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down he threatened-"

"Eddie! Come on, let's go." you whispered as you replaced Jeff and grabbed his hand.

"Y/N?"

"It's okay, you're okay. Come on, we're skipping for the rest of day."

"Wait what, we can't, we're supposed to finally finish senior year!"

"I checked our attendance, we have about 3 more excusable leaves left before it goes on our permanent record. Let's go, you need to calm down."

Eddie stammered as he ran his hands over your arms and shoulders trying to ground himself to you. He knew that realistically Jason wouldn't do anything to hurt you but after the stressful morning he had he was too out of it to think rationally. You noticed the signs of distress and pulled him into your arms, running your hands into his hair, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"I'm safe, look, I'm okay. And so are you, I won't let anything happen to you. Come on, let's get out of here." you muttered as you grabbed his hand and started walking out of the cafeteria, Eddie following along like a sad puppy.

"Where are we going?" Eddie inquired as he climbed into your car, confused as to why you were driving, and not him.

"Don't worry about it, just relax and let me drive. Now, wanna tell me what's up?" you asked as you put on your seat belt.

"What's up? Nothing is up, why, what's up with you?"

"Eds, I can tell when something is up with you, now what's wrong?"

"Sweetheart, I'm fine, I promise."

"Don't lie to me Munson, I know you like the back of my hand. Now speak."

"Ugh baby I had a horrible morning." Eddie explained as he held his head in his hands.

"Ms. Lorraine gave me some lecture, instead of the principal, don't know what that was about, and then I..." Eddie stopped himself, worried at what your reaction would be.

"You what?"

"I failed."

"You failed? You failed what?"

"I failed my math test. Got a 32%."

He couldn't help but watch your face closely, trying to see any change in expression. He braced himself for some sort of scolding or some sigh, but felt confused when he saw you smile.

"It's okay Eds, I know you tried hard, at least we know you know the content. Just gotta work on focusing now, don't worry about it love."

"You sure? You're not upset?"

"Why would I be upset about that?"

"Well, you spend so much time helping me, even to the point where you don't help yourself, even though I tell you to! I thought you'd be mad, or disappointed at least, for wasting your time."

"Eddie, listen to me, any time I spend you is time spent well, I am never wasting my time with you. I don't care what we're doing or where we are, I just care about doing it with you. So no, I'm not mad or disappointed, I'm proud of you for trying, and I know we can figure things out for you to do better next time."

Eddie couldn't help but smile as he looked at you so fondly. How you were so caring and so helpful yet understanding at the same time boggled his mind. He was convinced you were some blessing sent from the gods.

"I love you so much, Y/N, you're my angel you know that?"

"Oh please where's this coming from?"

"I'm serious! Dunno what I'd do without you sweetheart. Which is why I almost knocked Carver's head off. He said he'd hurt you or something like that."

"Eddie, I am never leaving you, and it will take a whole lot more than Jason freaking Carver to get me away from you. You're stuck with me forever!"

"And I am a-okay with that, you're the best thing in my life!"

"You're such a sap!"

"Yeah but, only for you." Eddie whispered as he took one of your hands and pressed kisses into your knuckles.

"Wait so, where are we going?"

"We're gonna go to Melvald's, grab some sour patch kids, and then go to the park and watch kids fall down and cry."

"You had me at sour patch kids. You sure know how to heal a guy, Y/N."

"I don't think watching kids fall down is necessarily healing, more of a way to make you smile..."

"We don't have to go anywhere, your face is enough to make me smile."

"Oh my god Eds you're being a sap again!"

The two of you laughed as you sped down the road, feeling the fall breeze in your hair and forgetting about the events of the school day.

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Poser

Summary: Eddie finds out his lover can play the piano.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x gn!reader

WC: 1121

Warnings: none! just fluff

A/N: after vecna and all that stuff but eddie is still alive and they're back in school!!

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

For once in his life, Eddie had finished an assignment early. He handed in his work at the end of class, receiving a surprised look on both his teacher's and other students' faces.

"Ain't no way." the teacher said as she quickly skimmed over Eddie's work.

"Yes ma'am, the freak has actually handed in a piece of work on time!"

"Well I'll be damned. Now get to lunch Munson."

Eddie felt a sense of peace as he walked out the door, eyes scanning the hallway for his partner, Y/N. Usually they'd wait for him outside of class as their teacher had a habit of letting them out 5 minutes early, but today they were nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, have you seen Y/N?" Eddie called out to Dustin who had left his classroom as well.

"I saw them before 2nd period, but I don't know where they are now. Sorry dude." Dustin replied before walking off in the direction of the cafeteria.

"You coming to lunch?" Dustin asked as he waited for his friend.

"In a bit, just wanna find Y/N first." Dustin nodded and ran off while Eddie stood against the door, thinking of all the places his love could be. Immediately he checked off the bathroom and any classroom. You claimed the best time was to go 15 minutes before class, as the bathroom would quickly fill with students during lunch, and he knew you had no reason to stay behind. He considered the gym, but it wasn't any sports season, nor was there band practice, not that you participated in either activities. The space next to your locker was empty too, so he didn't know where else you could be. Had you skipped school? And more importantly, without him? He decided to just walk around in hopes that he'd find you sooner than later.

After having gone up and down the stairs what felt like a hundred times, he stopped in front of one of the music practice rooms. An energetic yet slightly chaotic piano piece was coming out of the room. Eddie didn't recognize it, but he was mesmerized at the sound of someone playing so skillfully. Upon further inspection, he realised his love, his Y/N was the one playing so well, effectively freezing Eddie in his spot. He pulled the door open slightly and just watched as they continued to play. As the piece finished, he started to clap, scaring you and making you jump in your seat.

"Jesus Eddie you scared me!" you whispered as you turned around to see your boy standing in the door way.

"And you surprised me! I had no idea you could play the piano, let alone this well! Why didn't you tell me?" he asked as he sat down next to you, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"I didn't think you'd care... You can't exactly play metal music on the piano, and plus, I'm classically trained and don't know much about other genres."

"Are you kidding me? Sweetheart that was beautiful! Felt like I was getting a private concert at some hall over in New York City! Doesn't matter if it's not metal, it was still beautiful, even more since you played it." Eddie cooed as he kissed your hands. You giggled at the sight of him being so soft despite his exterior appearance. Eventually the two of you went to lunch and forgot about his interruption of your practice.

Later on in the day, after school, you picked up your overnight bag and got into Eddie's van. Your parents were out of town and agreed to let you sleep at his place since you didn't want to be home alone.

"I got a surprise for you baby!"

"Really? What is it?"

"You'll just have to see when we get to the trailer!"

"Oh come on Eds just tell me what it is now!"

"Nope, you gotta be patient."

"Ugh fine!"

The second you entered the trailer Eddie wrapped his hands around your eyes, preventing you from walking any further.

"Now, walk slowly, okay?"

"Eds just show me what it is!"

"No! That'll ruin the fun, now march!"

You laughed as you stumbled over various things thrown on the floor as you tried to walk as carefully as possible. Eventually you hit something with your shins, making you drop down to feel what you had hit.

"It's a chair...?" you asked.

"Good job baby, now sit in it!"

You continued to feel around the chair until you found where to sit.

"You ready?"

"Mhm!"

Eddie took away his hands to reveal to you a keyboard placed in front of the bench you were sitting on.

"Eddie?! When did you get a keyboard?" you yelled, excited over having an instrument to play in his trailer.

"I got it for you sweetheart!"

"Yeah but, when?"

"I may have forced Gareth and Jeff to skip and take one from school and bring it here during last period..."

"Oh my god, Eddie! You didn't have to!"

"I know, but, I saw how happy it made you, and how mesmerising it was to watch you play, so I totally had to. Now, play maestro!"

You clapped your hands together, thinking of what you could play, as Eddie jumped into bed and lied on his stomach, watching your fingers dance over the keys.

Time had passed, you weren't sure how much, but at some point Eddie's comments and questions had stopped, and had been replaced with slight snores. As you came down from your high after being thrilled to play a few songs, you turned to your left to see your love asleep, in a similar position to what he was in when he was watching you. Smiling fondly, you changed into your pyjamas and used the bathroom before joining him in the bed.

Eddie smiled as he felt the bed dip, opening his arms as he waited for you to embrace him, eyes opening when he didn't feel anything.

"Baby, you comin to bed?"

"Yeah, when you admit you're a poser!"

"A poser?"

"Yeah! What happened to, I'm Eddie Munson, I only fall asleep to rock music or no sound at all!"

"When did I say that?"

"About twice a week, every week! Where's that hard shell of yours?"

"Hey, it's still here, I just let it down with you! I'm not a poser!"

"You totally are, Mr. I'm a hardass."

"Okay maybe, but I'm you're poser right?" he asked as he plopped himself back into bed after having taken his shirt off and changed into plaid pants.

"You're my everything, Eddie, not just my poser." you stated as you climbed into his arms, pulling yourself close to his body.

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Just Give Me A Chance!

Summary: The 4 times Steve tried to ask you out and the 1 time you accepted.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x gn!reader

WC: 4643

Warnings: nothing but fluf!! also reader has military parents in this

A/N: i am such a sucker for this whole 'the x times blah blah and the 1 time' also! first gn!reader post, PLEASE LET ME KNOW if i have used gendered terms in this i'm trying to get more into writing gn!reader works <3

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

At the lockers

The rush of students pouring into the front doors startled you, surprised at the fact that so many kids showed up early. You had come early so the counselor could show you around the school, the 7th school you had moved to. Growing up with a father in the military meant moving around, and you'd think that you'd be more used to the process. Alas, each move was as difficult as the others, taking you seemingly longer each time to adapt to the new environment. Kids ran past you as you took your time, eyes scanning over the paper in front of you that told you your schedule. Glancing at your watch, you knew you could take your time, until the sound of someone clearing their throat caught your attention.

"Hey, Y/N right?" he asked. You turned to your left to see him, a tall figure with preppy clothing and oddly voluminous hair. Two of his friends waited a couple of feet behind him, talking amongst themselves against the lockers.

"Uh, yeah? How do you know my name?" you asked, looking up at the boy talking to you. He smiled at hearing your voice, now pressing his arm above your head against the lockers, leaning into you.

"How can I not? Pretty little thing like you shows up and I just had to know who you were."

"That's kinda creepy considering this is my first day here. You sneak into the admissions office just to find me?" you asked, causing his confidence to slightly drop.

"I have my ways, wouldn't you just like to know them?" he teased.

"I really wouldn't." you deadpanned. A look of shock spread across his face, was he used to having people fawn over him so easily? You continued to read over your paper until you noticed he hadn't left. Before you could ask him why he was still there, he spoke up.

"Say, why don't I take you out on a date, hm? This Friday, we can go to the movies and have a picnic?"

"No thank you, I have more important things to do in this town."

"In Hawkins? Baby, I'm the most important thing here!"

Your eyes shot up, glaring at the boy standing in front of you. You had no idea who he was but your mouth turned sour at the distaste you felt from his flirting. The ego, the hair, the theatrics, it was all too much.

"Tell that to General Tucker."

"General Tucker, the guy who shows up to all the Hawkins events? Fought in 'Nam right?"

"Yeah, that's my dad. I'm accompanying him to meetings."

"Wait, your dad is General Tucker?"

"Yup."

"Oh shit, well, see you around sweet thing!" he called out as he tripped on his own feet while trying to run away, singaling to his friends to run as well. You laughed at the interaction, funny how one mention of your father could make him run for the hills. You were a bit concerned at not knowing his name, now you couldn't ask around about him, but he quickly left your mind as you heard the bell ring.

2. At the park

Giggles erupted from your younger brother and sister as you mimicked an airplane with the fork. They happily babbled as they tried to chew the pasta salad you fed them. You felt content as the warm sun shone down on you and your siblings enjoyed a picnic at the park. After having been told to care for them due to an impromptu meeting that your parents had to attend, you decided to use the nice spring weather to your advantage, and take everyone out to get some fresh air.

"Hey, Y/N, funny seeing you here!" a voice called out just as you were going to eat some food yourself. Your brother asked 'who's that?' as you turned your head to see the same, egotistical, fluffy-haired boy approach you, making you roll your eyes.

"And who are these little guys?" he asked as he ruffled your sister's hair and gave your brother a high five.

"Mattoo!" "Belly!" your siblings called out, basking in the attention the boy gave them.

"My siblings, Mathew and Bella." you answered as you continued to eat your pasta salad.

"Am I interrupting a family picnic or something? Where's the general?" he asked as he sat down next to you and grabbed a chip.

"Away at a meeting, I'm in charge, and yes you're interrupting." you replied, snatching the chip back out of his hands and throwing it onto your plate.

"Yeesh, Y/N, you're so feisty!"

"I'm not feisty, I just don't like talking to strangers."

"Me? I'm not a stranger, we go to school together!"

"I don't even know your name."

"Really? You haven't heard people talk about me by now?"

"Well, I've heard multiple girls giggle over some 'Steve' with nice hair, but I assumed it wasn't you."

"Why wouldn't I be Steve?"

"Your hair looks like a bird's nest that someone throw a hair spray smoke bomb inside of."

"I- well damn, that's the first time I've ever heard that, you're creative."

"So you are Steve."

"The one and only" Steve held out his hand to shake yours, flashing you his signature smile. You looked down at his hand, looked back up at him, and continued to eat your food.

"Why are you here, Steve?"

"I meant what I said you know, I'd see you around!"

"I haven't seen you in school for like 6 months!"

"Okay well, I was kinda, intimidated, after you told me your dad was Tucker. He's kinda a big deal, y'know?"

"Is he? I had no idea."

"That was sarcasm, wasn't it..."

"Oh so you do have something in that head of yours other than the hair spray leaking into your ears!"

Steve shoved your shoulder, laughing at your comment, secretly trying to hide his hurt.

"HEY! NO HITTING Y/N!" Matthew yelled as he proceeded to fling his salad at Steve. You couldn't help but burst out into laughter as Steve was continuously hit with various pieces of veggies and pasta, laughing even more when your sister joined in and flung her food at Steve as well.

"Okay that's enough!" you called out as you sat back up. You had to hunch over to hold your stomach from laughing too hard.

"I'm okay, I promise, I'm okay. Matthew, apologize to Steve for throwing your food at him."

"No! He hit you! "Steve say sorry Y/N!" he cried out.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, for hitting you." he whispered, still bracing himself for more pasta to be thrown his way.

"Okay, sorry Steve." Matthew muttered as he wiped his hands and offered Bella the napkin.

"Sorry Steve, but it was really funny..." you exclaimed as you picked pieces of food off of him and out of his hair.

"I don't think I've ever heard you laugh, god that was intoxicating. If it takes being attacked by pasta salad to hear you laugh I'll gladly go through it forever. Come on, go out with me? I'll make more pasta salad for your brother to throw at me." Steve exclaimed as he looked up at you with wide eyes and a grin plastered on his face.

"Aren't you just a sweet talker. Go away Steve, I don't think my siblings like your presence." you explained as you wiped your own hands.

"I'll be back before you know it, sweetheart!" he called out as he walked away, smiling to himself at having been able to talk to you for a little longer this time.

3. At the party.

Sometimes you felt sad at the fact that your father was in the military. He had little to no time for you and the rest of the family, he was always somewhere else, and he was the reason why you had such a disruptive highschool experience. But tonight, you were so glad he was gone, as you had received a call at 12:17AM, saying your friend Ashley was puking, and needed a ride home. You pulled up to the side of the house that was booming with music, colourful lights shining out the window. The familiar feeling of anxiety slowly creeped up on you, you weren't too fond of parties, only going to small mixers where you knew at least 3-4 people who'd be attending. Pushing the concerns to the back of your mind, you pushed your way through the masses of people crowding the enterance to the house. "Billy! Billy! Billy!" they chanted as some guy, presumably Billy, did a keg stand.

Your eyes searched through the waves of people dancing and drinking, trying to find your other friend Alice, who had called you about Ashley.

"Alice! Alice?" you called out, eventually giving up as the music drowned out your voice, along with several other people who were already singing.

"Y/N, is that you...?" a familiar voice asked. You turned around to see Steve, donning a an all black outfit, signature hair all fluffed up. The sharp scent of alcohol invaded your senses, causing you to take a step back from him.

"Steve, are you drunk?"

"I don't know am I?" he asked as he grabbed your hand and started walking away.

"Hold on, slow down! I need to find my friend!"

"So you're not here to party?"

"No! I don't party, I'm just here for Ashley!"

"Oh wait, Ashley Fraiser?"

"Yeah, you know her?"

"Not really, but some girl named Alice told me to tell you if you showed up that Ashley went home with her boyfriend Hank."

"Oh... Then where's Alice?"

"I think she went hom with Ashley and Hank too!"

"Oh okay, well, bye then!"

Steve tightened his grip on your wrist, forcing you to turn and face him again.

"Come on, you just got here, let's dance!"

"Steve, you're drunk, let go of me, I don't want to dance."

"Why does everybody keep saying that tonight..." he whispered as he softened his hold, slumping onto the floor.

"Wait, what? Okay, that's it, come on Steve let's get you outside." you explained as you tried to bring him up. Your efforts failed as he reached out his arms and effectively yanked you down onto the floor next to him. Feeling that you wouldn't really be able to move him, you accepted your new position.

"What's wrong now? Who told you they don't want to dance?"

"Nance..."

"Nancy? Your girlfriend?"

"Ex, girlfriend. She went home with Jonathan..."

"Wait, what? I don't understand, she dumped you and went home with Jonathan?"

"She didn't even dump me, she just said it was bullshit! That all of it was bullshit, our love, our relationship..."

"Oh Steve, I'm so sorry..." you murmured as you ran your hand up and down his back. He turned into you and pulled you into a hug, surprising you.

"I'm sorry, shouldn't have done that."

"What, hug me?"

"Yeah, you don't like me..."

"Steve, it's not that I don't like you, I'm just... it's hard, yknow? It's hard to adjust when you move around as much as I do... I try not to get attached to so many people too quick because I never know when it's time to up and move again."

"Oh... Makes sense, I guess. Can I hug you again?" You turned to look at his face, eyes glossy, brimmed with tears, and cheeks red from the drinks he chugged. You felt a twang in your heart as you couldn't help but sympathize for the boy. It seemed like he genuinely really cared for Nancy, especially after not caring about girls that much, which you discovered after asking your friends about him. She seemed pretty sweet too, although the way in which she left Steve wasn't cool.

"Yeah, you can hug me." you answered, opening up your arms to hold him.

"This is nice, you're so nice." he whispered into your ear.

"Thank you, you're so nice too."

"Does this mean we can finally go out now? I've asked you like, twice, before, yknow." he stuttered as he held his hand to his head, presumably to nurse the oncoming headache.

"Steve, your ex just left you, and you're drunk at some party. Let's get you home, come on, up you get." you explained as you pulled him off of the floor and dragged him towards your car.

"I live 3 streets away from you, in the grey house." he slurred as he leaned against your car, waiting for you to open the door for him.

"I know, I've heard."

"Do you wanna come into my house with me? My parents aren't home, we don't even have to have sex, I just wanna cuddle."

"Steve, I've told you this before, you're drunk, and you have some thinking to do. Now put on your seat belt and hold your head out the window, you better not throw up in my car."

"Yes Ma'am!" he saluted before slumping his head against the window as you slowly drived away from the party.

4. At the hospital

Panic ripped through your body as you rushed through the hospital doors. Your eyes frantically searched the floor for 116A as you ran around, asking nurses as to where you could find a Matthew Tucker. It happened during your last period in school, when the secretary came to tell you that your brother had run across the street to find a baseball and had been hit by a kid on a bike. You swore under your breath, mad that your parents had left, again, leaving you in charge of your siblings.

"Y/N Tucker?" a nurse called out, stopping you short in your tracks.

"Yes, that's me!" you responded.

"Matthew's in here!" she yelled across the hallway, pointing at a room for you to enter.

"Oh my god, Matthew!" you called out as you ran into the room, rushing to his side. Bruises were littered across his face and shoulder and his left leg was in a cast, held up into the air.

"Hi Y/N!" he whispered, surprisingly enthusiastically.

"Hi Y/N? Hi Y/N? Are you kidding me?! What were you thinking! I always tell you to look both ways before crossing the street! You could have been seriously hurt, or worse!"

"I know, I'm sorry! But my ball, I needed my ball!" he tried to reason with you, unsure of why you were so upset.

"No Matthew, you needed to be safe! Do you have any idea how worried I was when I heard what had happened?"

"I'm sorry Y/N..." he muttered before he started crying, causing nurses to rush in and try to calm him down, as he had to keep still as his cast was setting.

"I can't deal with this right now..." you said to yourself as you left the room, trying to find a water fountain, hoping that cool water would calm you down. As you walked around, your eyes fell on Steve who was sat on the edge of the bed holding an icepack against his head and face.

"Holy shit, Steve?!" you yelled as you ran into the room, shocked to see the state he was in.

"Oh heeeey Y/N! Funny, we keep on bumping into each other!" he giggled as he opened and closed his fist, making grabby hands at you. You grabbed his hand as you looked him up and down, trying to figure out what happened.

"Not funny Steve, what the hell happened to you?" you asked.

"I got into a fight with some kid, they kept on making comments about Dustin."

"Oh, those sophomores who see you as a dad?"

"Mom, excuse me, I'm more caring than that."

"How's your face?"

"Sore, but I'm still pretty right?"

"Yes Steve, don't worry, you're still pretty."

He pumped his fist in the air and whispered 'still got it' to himself as you ran your fringers over his bruises.

"Why are you here Y/N?" he asked, still holding your hand.

"Matthew got hit by a kid on a bike, he's in the other room."

"Oh my god, is he okay?!"

"Yeah, nurse said he's just got a fractured leg, but it couldn't have happened at a more inconvenient time."

"Inconvenient? I didn't know you were supposed to plan getting hit by bikes." Steve joked, causing the two of you to chuckle.

"It's inconvenient because we're moving soon."

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah... I'm off to Maine tomorrow morning."

"Hold on, are you serious?"

"As serious as can be Harrington."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? I would have taken you out on a date."

"You're still on that huh? Do you remember what I told you at that party?"

"Uhhh something about not getting too attached?"

"Yeah, that's exactly why I didn't tell you."

"Oh come on Y/N, let me take you out, at least tonight, please? It'll be the best night of your life!"

"Steve, my parents are away and I have to take care of Matthew and Bella, it's bad enough that Matthew has a broken leg. And you're in no condition to go out either!"

"Let me come over then? I'll cook for you, siblings included."

"You really know how to make someone feel special don't you Steve?"

"I only wanna make you feel special, Tucker."

"It's not happening." The nurse entered the room, asking for you to come back to see Matthew.

"Oh well, I've got to go, but, it was nice knowing you Steve. Glad you've fixed your hair now."

"Wait, will I ever see you again?"

"I don't know."

"Can I have a contact, like a phone number or an address?"

"Steve... It's not worth it, I'm telling you."

"No, you can't tell me what's worth it or not, Y/N please just give me a phone number, I want to keep in contact with you."

"Fine, but don't be upset if I don't pick up, or worse, if dad picks up."

"General Tucker does not scare me anymore!" Steve exclaimed as he held his hand up to salute, hitting his bruise instead, enticing a groan. You laughed at his behaviour.

"Take care, okay?"

"Okay, you too Y/N, and seriously, stay in touch, yeah?"

"I'll try!" you called out as you walked to see your brother. A part of you felt upset at having to leave Hawkins, you had come to like this small town and the variety of people that came with it. A different part of you was upset at having to leave Steve, you had come to see a whole different side of him and wondered what would have happened if you actually gave him a chance. But your thoughts quickly disappeared as you talked to Matthew, reminding him of your big move tomorrow.

5. At the Family Video

"Hey, welcome to Family Video!" Steve called out as he heard the door bell ring. The year was 1988 and he had managed to stay at the same job for over 6 months. He was surprised he was stable enough to deal with some of the most stingy customers especially after dealing with the Upside Down once again and Vecna.

"Bella, come on! Let's watch BeetleJuice!"

"No, are you crazy, that's nightmare fuel!"

Steve's head shot up at the sound of the customers arguing near the entrance to the store. He recognized Matthew and Bella, the two siblings of the person he had grown to fall in love with. After your move to Maine, Steve called you about once a week, updating you on all of his crazy adventures, even to the point of worrying you when you wouldn't get a call. You had believed him because your dad had been one of the key members on the military squad assigned to deal with all the shenanigans that went down in Hawkins. About a year after, you were forced to move to Guam, effectively cutting off your communication with Steve.

His heart had broken, he cried for several nights at not being able to hear from you again, although he would never admit that. When he explained everything to Dustin, he laughed at him, teasing him for falling in love over the phone, and not before you had left, but shut up when he mentioned how him and Suzie maintained their relationship over the radio. Steve wondered what you looked like now, having been graduated for a year.

"Hey, can we rent this one?" Bella asked him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah sure, how old are you?" Steve asked, suspiciously eyeing the two children in front of him.

"12!" "14!" They called out, swearing after they realised they had given two different numbers.

"Hold on, don't we know you?" Matthew asked, trying to cover up the mistake.

"Do you? Who are you?"

"I'm Matthew Tucker, this is my sister Bella, we used to live here 4 years ago."

"Oh wait, you know our sibling! You're the guy who was totally in love with them!"

"Wait, you're Matthew and Bella Tucker, as in, Y/N Tucker's siblings?"

"Yeah! You're the Steve guy right?"

"Yeah, I'm Steve. What the hell are you doing back here?"

"Matthew had a huge meltdown in Guam and said he liked it best in Hawkins so we moved back here after my dad retired." Bella answered, earning her a smack on the shoulder from her brother.

"Did not!" he yelled through his teeth as Steve laughed.

"So does this mean that Y/N is back too?"

"Nah, not yet, they're in Europe right now, something about wanting to actually live her life without having to take care of us."

"What, no? They'll be back tomorrow dumbass."

"Oh yeah woops, coming back tomorrow!"

Steve felt his heart race at the thought of possibly seeing Y/N again. He wasn't prepared to see Matthew and Bella and he definitely wasn't prepared to see Y/N again, he had so much to do! He needed a hair cut, maybe a better outfit, would he go to see her, would she go to see him? So many questions ran through his mind.

"Okay Steve, good to see you, but seriously can we get the movie now?" Bella spoke up.

"Oh yeah, here, it's 3.50. Say, what will Y/N do when they're back here? A job, or just staying at home?"

"I think they said something about working at the flower shop, they fell in love with flowers while in France or something."

"Cool cool cool, got it. Enjoy the movie!" Steve yelled as he ran to the back of the store, quickly dialling Robin's number. Matthew and Bella shrugged at each other, running out of the store and happy at having successfully rented the movie.

"Robin! Do you remember Y/N?" Steve asked.

"Duh, they're all you really talk about..."

"Well they're back! Like, here, in Hawkins!"

"WHAT? Steve you gotta do something man! Finally ask them out, and successfully this time!"

"I know! Apparently they're going to work at the flower shop, so I might see Y/N there!"

"You got this! Just, don't make your hair too poofy!"

"Ha ha, very funny, bye Robin! Oh also you're in charge of rewinding the 17 adult films Mr. Smith dropped off this afternoon!"

"Wait wh-" Robin's voice was cut off as Steve hung up, grabbing his jacket and keys. Even though he knew you were working at the flower shop, he wanted to get you some anyways, as a 'welcome back, please finally go out on a date with me' gift. He sped away from the Family Video towards the flower store, practically stumbling over his own feet as he rushed through the doors.

"Hello, welcome to Flora's Flowers! What are you looking for!" a voice yelled from behind the counter.

"I can just wait for you to come here!" Steve yelled back as he looked around at the options.

"No it's fine, just yell at me, tell me what you want! I'm in the back with more flowers anyways so I can get what you need while I'm here!"

Steve racked his brain trying to remember what your favourite flowers were, knowing that you had had this conversation before. Of course, there was a chance that your preferences had changed, especially after 'falling in love with flowers in Europe' but he thought he might as well take a chance.

"Uhh, do you have lillies?"

"Yeah, but who died?"

"What? What does that have to do with death?"

"Lillies are for people who've died, they're funeral flowers! Different flowers are used for different people who've died!"

"Uhhh, it's not for someone who died! I wanna ask this person out, they like red lilies!"

"Okay, one sec I'll be right out!"

"Funny, red lilies are my favourite flower, and I don't know many others who like them!" the voice called out.

Steve's expression dropped as he saw who walked out of the back. So did yours, at seeing Steve. He immediately noticed how your skin was a bit darker and a tattoo of a bouqet of flowers on your forearm. You noticed how his hair was less voluminous, and his face had aged slightly. As if you had communicated telepathically you dropped the flowers and ran past the counter to tackle Steve into a hug.

"Oh my god, Y/N, holy shit you're here!" he whispered as he hugged you back, squeezing onto your waist.

"Hi! I'm back, yeah!" you called out, rubbing your hands along his back.

"I thought, I thought you were coming tomorrow? Matthew and Bella stopped into where I work and said you'd be back tomorrow!"

"I know, that's what they think, but I came a day early to surprise them! I didn't know you'd still be here!"

"Of course I'd be here! Where else would I go? Hawkins is shitty but it is home..."

The two of you separated as you looked at Steve, admiring him after missing him for so long. Truth be told you had fallen for him too, but you forced your feelings down when you went on your trip to Europe. Naturally, your heart betrayed you, bringing back those same feelings ot the forefront of your mind.

"About those flowers..." Steve started.

"Oh my god, were they for me?" you asked excitedly.

"Yeah... I wasn't sure how I was going to find you, I didn't know when you'd be working and I didn't know Matthew or Bella's addresses or numbers, but I thought I might as well try. It's kinda pointless now that you know."

"Uh no, I still have a business to run, thank you very much. That'll be 15 dollars for the lilies!" you teased, holding the bouquet out to him. He played along, putting the money in your hand and holding the flowers.

"So, when are you gonna ask this special someone out?" you asked, looking up at Steve.

"When their shift is over at..."

"5!" you answered.

Steve glanced at the clock and shook his head.

"Fuck it, I can't wait, Y/N, will you finally go out with me? I think I've waited long enough."

"Hmm... Have you? You've waited 4 years, I feel like you can wait some more."

Steve's face dropped and you burst into laughter, taking off your vest and walking out past the counter.

"I'm kidding, yes, I'd love to go out with you." you answered, taking the flowers from his hands and smelling them.

"What about your shift?"

"Eh, I can afford to close an hour early. Now come on, pretty boy, I owe you a date."

Steve beamed as he looked down at your hand holding his own. It was about damn time that he was able to take you out.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x gn!reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington reader insert #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fluff #vellarawrites

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vellara's masterlist!

currently, i write for Stranger Things characters and MCU characters, but i'm hoping to expand that list soon! if you have any requests, let me know, and just send me a message!

started: 10/7/22

last updated: 5/8/22

total works: 12

Fluff : 💖 Smut : ❤️‍🔥 Angst : ❤️‍🩹

Completed: ✅ Work in Progress: 📝

Stranger Things

Oneshots

Suspicious - Steve Harrington x Reader 💖

Just Give Me A Chance! - Steve Harrington x GN!Reader 💖

Let It All Out Sweetheart - Eddie Munson x Reader 💖

Poser - Eddie Munson x GN!Reader 💖

Angel - Eddie Munson x GN!Reader 💖

Series (# indicates number of parts)

✅ (4) Can't Fight This Feeling - Steve H x Eddie M 💖❤️‍🔥

✅ (2) Every Girl But One - Steve H x Fem!Reader ❤️‍🩹💖

📝 (1/?) Getting to Know You - Mike Wheeler x Fem!Reader 💖❤️‍🩹

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Can't Fight This Feeling - P4

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Summary: After Steve comes to the realization that he's bisexual, he's determined in going after what he wants; Eddie Munson. What he assumed would be an easy performance of flirting quickly turns into a complicated maze as he realises Eddie is more bark than bite.

Or, Steve Harrington is a manwhore and Eddie Munson is simultaneously horrified and turned on by the advances.

TW: SMUT - mlm sex, oral (slight)? penetration, etc, your honour they're in love!

Word Count: 1667

A/N: and this series is done! woop!! In this story, everything that's happened in the show has happened, however Eddie lives and this story is set a few months after the events of Vecna. Also I was inspired by a post by @tuvens talking about manwhore Steve and Eddie so this is that :D

Steve kissed Eddie, for who knows how long. To them it felt like seconds, even though they were properly making out, and had done so for over 15 minutes. To say that they would never get bored of this feeling was an understatement. Until Steve felt all over Eddie’s body and realised just how hard the boy was, cock straining against his swim shorts, a wet patch forming at the top from his pre cum leaking out.

“Lemme do something about that, pretty boy?” Steve suggested as he continued to palm Eddie’s erection. Small moans escaped Eddie’s lips as he grabbed onto Steve’s shoulders.

“Only if you want to…” he whispered, shuddering at the contact.

“F-fuck, wait Stevie, ‘m sensitive, don’t touch me too fast!” Eddie yelped. Steve had pulled down Eddie’s pants and rubbed his fingers over the tip, applying more pressure as each finger passed over his cock.

“Sorry sweetheart, can’t help but find it cute. You’re so responsive, I love it.” Steve muttered as he pressed his lips against Eddie’s once more. He now grasped Eddie’s cock at the base, earning a gasp and more whimpers from the boy sat in his lap.

“Please Steve, don’t… D-don’t”

“Don’t what baby?”

Eddie continued to shake into Steve’s arms as he felt overwhelmed by the pressure against his cock. Steve ran his fingers up and down his back to calm his nerves.

“Don’t stop now, please keep touching me!”

“Yeah? You like it when I pump your cock like this?”

Eddie couldn’t help but moan rather than actually answer Steve’s question. He just chuckled at the reaction and continued to please his lover. Steve snaked his free hand around and slowly trailed it down to Eddie’s entrance, just slightly dribbling his fingers across the skin.

‘This okay Eds?”

Eddie nodded enthusiastically while trying to stay focused on Steve’s hands. Steve slowly pressed his finger against the hole, causing Eddie to bite down on his shoulder.

“What did I tell you, I wanna hear those sounds.”

“‘M sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Be a good boy for me, yeah? Don’t hide those pretty noises you make, okay?”

“O-okay…”

Steve continued to probe Eddie’s hole, eventually slipping a finger into him.

“Fuck, Steve, you gotta move, please move!” Eddie called out, shamelessly moaning at the entrance.

“God damn Eds, I don’t know if I can, you’re squeezing so tight around my finger, god you’re so tight.”

“Just do something, anything!”

Steve curled his fingers upwards, eliciting curse words from Eddie.

“You like that?"

“Mhm! Don’t stop!”

“Such a good boy for me, taking my finger so well, I’m going to add another okay?”

“Stop talking and just do it, fuck, please Steve!”

Shocks ripped through Eddie’s spine as he sat up at the feeling of being stretched out. He hadn’t really experiment with himself before, and he definitely didn’t know what to expect when Steve pumped his fingers in and out of him. Steve’s jaw had dropped at the sight of Eddie. Sweat dripped down his body, his hair was a mess, his eyes clamped shut and mouth open, and Steve thought he had never looked more beautiful. He looked like this, because of him, and that gave him infinite pride.

“Wait, wait, Steve stop…”

“Why, is everything okay Eds?”

“No, yeah, everything’s great but, you… You’re…” Eddie’s words failed him so he just slowly looked down at Steve’s lap, eyes zeroing in on his erection.

“Don’t worry about me baby, just let me please you.”

“Can’t you do, both…?”

“I mea- wait… Are you sure? We don’t have to go that far tonight.”

“I want to, if you do! I trust you, completely.”

“You sure? Cause I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold myself back.”

“Absolutely sure, I want this.”

“Say it, Eddie, I need to hear you say it.”

“Oh come on Steve, just do it!”

“I’m serious, love, I need you to say it.”

“Put your cock in me, please? I wanna feel full, want you to make me feel full…”

Steve’s pupils dilated at the confession, he didn’t expect Eddie to confess with a full sentence. The words went straight to his body as he pulled off his own swim pants as fast as possible, slowly stroking his painfully hard cock.

“That what you want sweetheart? Want me to bottom out into you huh? Wanna be cock drunk because of me?”

Eddie noticed the darkened look in Steve’s eyes and expression; it only turned him on even more, if that was possible. He nodded feverishly as he slowly backed off of Steve’s laps and further up onto the bed. Steve practically manhandled Eddie as he pushed his legs apart, keeping them pressed apart as he grabbed a condom from his nightstand. He rolled it on and took Eddie’s wrists into his hand and used the other to rub Eddie’s thighs.

“This might hurt, but just let me know, and I’ll stop okay?” Steve asked. Eddie smiled up at him and nodded.

Steve scooted closer to Eddie until his tip was pressed up against Eddie’s entrance as he rubbed the skin around the area. He slowly pushed himself into Eddie, moving closer inch by inch until he had bottomed out into him. Eddie couldn’t help but swear and moan as he clenched around Steve’s cock, feeling blissful at the foreign sensation. He felt full, a specific kind of full, one that made his brain melt and prevented him from forming coherent words. Steve groaned at the tightness, pressing kisses into Eddie’s chest and torso.

He slowly moved backwards and pushed himself back into Eddie, slowly developing the pace until he was rocking into him at a steady speed.

“Fuck, it’s like you were made for me, made to take my cock.” Steve muttered as he moved in and out into Eddie’s hole.

“Please, please go faster, want you to slam into me!” Eddie managed to force out through his moans.

“Oh? You want it rough huh? Who knew you were so dirty?” Steve choked out. He pulled himself out of Eddie, causing Eddie to whimper at the loss, and grabbed the hips in front of him, flipping Eddie over onto his stomach.

“On your hands and knees for me baby, if you want it rough, I’ll give it to you that way.”

Eddie felt like he had been blessed by some angel, some angel that was Steve who’s voice had deepened and was more aggressive with his hands. He positioned himself onto his hands and knees, waiting for Steve to move. Without warning, Steve forced himself into Eddie again, the skin of his pelvis hitting against Eddie’s ass continuously. Eddie cried out as he felt his arms give in, but Steve swooped in and pulled his arms out behind him, holding him by his wrists as he slammed into Eddie.

“Shit, Steve, it feels so good, you feel so good!” Eddie cried out as he felt and overwhelming feeling develop in his body.

“You like it aggressive don’t you, Eddie? Like being used by me, like being fucked by me hard?”

“God yes I love it, don’t fucking stop!”

The familiar coil in Steve’s stomach began to twist as he fucked into Eddie, the sound of his pelvis hitting against Eddie’s ass motivating him to continue.

“M’ gonna cum Eds, where do you want me to cum?”

“In me, Steve, finish in me!” Steve moaned at his words; he thought he couldn’t fall any more in love with the angel in front of him.

Eddie’s vision blurred as his body was overcome with the feeling of his own orgasm, mixed with Steve’s grunts as he finished. His limbs buckled as he fell into the bed, smiling when he saw Steve plop down next to him, chest still heaving from the adrenaline.

The two laid next to each other, coming down from their highs, still finding a way to be connected, through their fingers being intertwined.

“Come on Steve, let’s clean up.” Eddie whispered as he turned to face him. Steve nodded, sending him a dopey smile as he pushes the curls out of Eddie’s face. Steve pulled off the condom and chucked it in the trash. Eddie sat up, although it took him some time, and moved his face towards Steves pelvis, only to lick away remnants of his seed.

“Oh f-fuck, jesus christ Eds you’re going to be the death of me.” Steve groaned as he pulled Eddie up by his chin and into his lap again, unable to deal with the sensation against his already sensitive cock.

“You okay?” Steve inquired, running his hands up and down Eddie’s arms.

“Of course! I really enjoyed that…” Eddie replied. They shared another sweet kiss, basking in the warmth of their care and love for each other.

“Do you wanna take a shower?”

“Hm, no. I’m sleepy…”

“Alright pretty boy, let’s get some sleep. My parents won’t be back for another week, we can sleep in.”

The two pulled on some fresh boxers and climbed into bed, Steve reaching out to pull Eddie into his arms.

“Are you blushing Eddie?”

“No…”

“I just fucked you and you blush because you’re in my arms?” Steve teased, making Eddie burn up even more.

“You make me feel things okay? Let me blush.” Eddie whined as he tried to hide his shyness, only for Steve to push his hands away and pepper kisses into his face.

“And what are those things hm?”

“Don’t make me say it…”

“Come on, tell me!”

“I feel warm, okay? Just warm, warm from your touch, from your stare, your words. I feel so warm! And then you smile at me and I wanna explode because you drive me fucking insane!”

Steve couldn’t help but laugh at Eddie’s confession, causing Eddie to burst into laughter as well.

“You drive me insane too, Eddie.” Steve whispered as he raised his hand to caress Eddie’s cheek, smiling when he felt Eddie nuzzle further into his touch.

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Let It All Out Sweetheart

Summary: Eddie comforts you after a bad day!

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

WC: 1126

Warnings: pure fluff! eddie needs a warning for himself because god damn that man could kill me just with a look

A/N: my tiktok fyp is full of Eddie coming back as Kas theories and a part of me is really excited but another part of me is like 98.3% sure the duffer brothers wouldn't do that so im sad.

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

The trailer shook as the front door slammed, causing Eddie to jump in his seat. He groaned as he looked down to see his pencil had dragged across the page, effectively ruining the summer homework he had been trying to solve. So much for actually trying, he thought to himself, after you had prompted him to put more effort into graduating. You swung the door open, surprising Eddie once again, this time causing him to jump hard enough and make his knees hit the table.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Eddie, I didn't mean to scare you!" you whispered as you dropped to his side to make sure he was okay.

"It's fine princess, you didn't scare me that much, although I thought you were Wayne for a second. Are you okay?" he asked as he swatted your hands away, opting to hold them in his own instead. You just looked up at him, trying to force a smile and a slight nod.

"Baby, please, you come in here, opening and closing doors with the force of an army, you don't seem okay." Eddie muttered as he stood up from his chair and pulled you along with him to the mattress. His face dropped when he saw a tear drop from your eyes, immediately grabbing your legs and moving you to sit on his lap.

"Talk to me, what's wrong? Did somebody hurt you?" Eddie asked as he ran his thumbs over your cheeks, trying to catch stray tears as they rolled down your face.

"N-no, I'm fine, nobody hurt me. I'm okay." you managed to push out as you tried to calm yourself down.

"Okay, calm on, cry it out, let it all out sweetheart." he whispered as he pulled you into a hug, running his callused fingers over your back. Letting go, tears now streamed down your face and into his hair and shoulder as you clung onto your boyfriend's torso. Eddie continued to comfort you and run his fingers through your hair and rub your back, encouraging you to cry as much as you needed to.

"Shh, you're okay, I've got you princess. Just focus on my breathing, come back to me" he'd mutter as he placed your hand on his chest. Eventually you calmed down and the tears had stopped, cheeks and eyes now puffy from having sobbed for a good 10 minutes.

"Is it bad to say that you look extra pretty right after having cried?" Eddie teased, trying to lighten the mood. You tried to hold in your laughter, but you couldn't help but giggle at his comment. He always had something to say about you being pretty.

"Now, wanna tell me what happened?"

"I just, god, I had such a bad day. I woke up to my parents fighting, and it was bad because I didn't get very good sleep last night. We ran out of milk so I couldn't have my cereal, I just had toast, and plain toast, because of fucking course my parents forgot to buy groceries last night. Then I got to work and these teenagers were giving me shit for not having something in the library, how is it my fault for not having a book, does it look like I own the library? And then on my way here I got cat called by some gross old perverts, they looked old, like ancient. To top it all off I stepped in mud trying to get here so my socks got wet. I don't think I've ever had such a tiring dady."

"Why didn't you come over last night? I could have helped you sleep, I know you sleep better when you're in my arms."

"I didn't want to disturb you, Eds. I know how hard you've been working trying to catch up on summer work, I knew you'd be tired."

"Baby, you are never disturbing me. I will always want to spend time with you, even if it's you waking me up at 3 am to cuddle and sleep. Don't feel bad, next time just come okay?"

"Okay..."

"And if your parents still haven't gone grocery shopping, let's go together, yeah? I'll gladly take you. As for the teenagers, do you know who they are? I wouldn't mind roughing them up a bit. Oh, and the old men, I'm sure I could just play one riff on my guitar and they'd have a heart attack and die." Eddie joked.

"Oh my god Eddie, you are not killing any old men or scaring teenage boys for me, but thank you, I appreciate it."

"I'd do anything for you, my love, and I mean it. I don't like seeing you so upset."

"I know, and I'm sorry for barging in the way that I did, I just needed to see you."

"Ooo, how embarassing, sounds like you have a crush on me!"

"Eddie you literally said you'd do anything for me, like, 10 seconds ago."

"Hey! I never said I didn't have a crush, just you!"

The two of you laughed as you held each other, taking in the feeling that you brought. Comfort, warmth, and love. Just one look at Eddie and you knew your worries would fly away like paper in a storm. His smile was bright enough to cure all your sadness and pain, you just needed an extra pick me up today.

"Well, now that you're here, I have a good idea!"

"What is it?"

"I'll put on some of your favourite music, and we can cuddle and take a nap, and regain some of that energy you lost while you practically drenched my shirt."

"Eddie, you hate ABBA, and I'm sorry for the shirt..."

"I don't hate ABBA, not if it makes you happy, I'd do anything for that. And don't apologize, it gives me a reason to take it off." he exclaimed as he winked at you, causing you to chuckle in response. You moved further up his mattress until you were laid on your back. Eddie tossed you a different shirt to change into, and joined you once you were done.

"I meant every word, Y/N, I'd do anything for you. I'm sorry you had such a shitty day, but I hope I've made you feel a bit better." he murmured as he ran his finger over your nose bridge.

"I felt better the second I saw you, Eds." you responded. He pulled you into his grasp and wrapped his arms around your stomach, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. Even though you felt miserable less than 30 minutes ago, you had completely forgotten about all your worries, now that you were in Eddie's arms, safe, and where you always wanted to be.

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kith for u all

i woke up to so many notifications, thank u all for the love :') also feel please feel free to leave constructive criticism or feedback! mwah <3

ALSO - requests are open! if you want something written, please let me know! refer to my 'what the heck is going on' post to see what's in the works and who i write for!

okay thats it love u all

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Suspicious

Summary: You and Steve had been best friends since, well, as long as the two of you could remember. You knew how to read him like a book, he could never hide anything from you. That is until he starts acting suspicious, and you can't quite figure out what's going on.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Y/N

Warnings: Swearing, kissing, that's bout it (this is fluff!)

WC: 3961

A/N: First Steve x Y/N post woop! that's really it okay bye love u all mwah (also still working on can't fight this feeling p4 lmao writing smut is intimidating)

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

To say that you and Steve were close was an understatement. Being neighbours since birth, you took your first steps together, although Steve would say it was more like him walking with pride and you falling flat on your ass. All throughout elementary school, you'd walk home together, holding hands as your mothers had instructed. Even after you were old enough to not hold hands, you did anyways. In middle school people teased you, always saying you and Steve were dating. You called him your brother. He called you his best friend.

Towards the end, you could tell there was a difference between the two of you. Steve had been titled 'King Steve', known for his looks, his smooth moves, and probably most of all his hair. He hung around popular people and was 'friendly' with everyone. You somewhat fell behind, choosing a smaller group of friends who were more close-knit. It's not that you weren't popular, you just weren't as loud about it as Steve was. Yet you still made time to hang out with each other every weekend. That was until highschool started.

You knew that you had drifted apart. He was focused on whatever date he was going on, you were focused on working and making money as fast as possible. It's not that you weren't friends anymore, at least you thought, but he didn't make the same effort he used to. It got worse when he started dating Nancy, you barely saw him anymore. Thankfully it all changed after everyone's first encounter with the Upside Down.

It was 3 am and you woke up to panicked tapping on your window, with Steve hanging off a tree branch waiting for you to notice him. Of course you let him in, worried as you had never seen him in such a state of panic. The boy completely broke down in your arms, crying out of fear, anger, and sadness, at having neglected you and your friendship. You didn't forgive him right away, but the weekend hangouts came back, and eventually you two became thick as thieves again, maybe even closer than before.

By now you had delt with the Upside Down multiple times. The group had just defeated Vecna, Steve and Robin kept their job at Family Video. You still had your job at the local library, but also kept a close eye on Max, babysitting her every once in a while. One day you decided to bake some brownies with her, hoping it would take her mind off of the recent events. When you realised you had made too much, Max suggested to take the left overs to Family Video, she knew Steve and Robin would appreciate them. You smiled down at her, admiring her selflessness.

"Robin? Steve?" you called out. Steve's head popped out from the back, earning you a quick grin, but his eyes widened as he ran back inside. Your smile dropped at his behaviour, not because you were upset, but because it was weird. He acted like some cartoon character, which was seriously unlike him. Two seconds later it looked like Robin was practically shoved out to the front desk.

"H-hey Y/N! What brings you here...?" Robin yelled from across the store, forcing a smile onto her face.

"Hey Robin...? Everything okay?" you asked.

"Duh, I mean besides that this is Hawkins and nothing is ever okay, what would be wrong?" Robin joked. Your deadpan face did not convince her, she dropped her act.

"Don't tell him, but Steve is being stupid, and won't talk to you." Robin whispered. A VHS tape flew out of the storage room, landing at Robin's feet.

"I heard that!" Steve called out.

"Why? Did I do something?" Robin noticed the slight quiver in your voice. She knew of your past with Steve, especially how hurt you where during that weird time when you weren't exactly friends.

"No, no no no, Y/N it's nothing like that. He's just being, really, really stupid." Robin explained with a sigh.

"Oh... Okay well, I came over to drop off some brownies. Max and I ended up making way too many so we thought you'd like what was left over."

"Uh, duh? Thanks Y/N, you're the best! Hey dingus! Come out here and try a brownie Y/N brought!" Robin yelled behind her. Steve creeped out, once again, like some cartoon character walking into unknown territory.

"Hey Steve..." you muttered, wondering if he'd continue to act weird.

"Jesus, Y/N! I thought you had left!" he yelled through his teeth.

"Oh, I can go if you want. I just wanted to drop these off anyways." You spun on your heel to turn around when you felt Robin grab your bag.

"Nope! You're not going anywhere Y/N. You're going to sit here with us and eat a few brownies." Your eyes scanned over the two workers. Robin had a wide smile plastered on her face, a shit-eating grin you could say. Steve looked like he had seen a ghost.

"I don't think Steve wants me here, but thanks anyways." Robin grabbed your hand and wouldn't let go, effectively trapping you in the store. Steve still looked like he had seen a ghost. A sigh escaped your lips as you sat on the counter top, giving up to Robin's hold.

"Oh my god, I totally forgot, I haven't washed my hands! I'll be back!" Robin exclaimed as she stood up to go to the bathroom.

"Robin I've literally seen you eat an oreo cookie off the floor because it was 'too precious to waste'." Steve spoke, surprising you with his voice.

"Well all of a sudden I am scared of germs, be right back!" she shouted over her shoulder, already half way to the bathroom. Steve shook his head and looked up at you, hoping you'd be looking at where Robin used to stand, but froze when he saw you look straight at him with a confused expression.

"So... Y/N what's up?" he asked trying to feign innocence.

"What's up with me? What's up with you? Why are you acting so supsicious? And why is Robin acting so suspicious? Did I do something?" you asked, voice dropping in the last sentence. Steve's heart cracked, he couldn't act strange anymore if you were going to blame yourself for his behaviour.

"No, no, god no you didn't do anything Y/N. I've just... I've just been in a funk lately." he explained as he grabbed a brownie to eat. Steve's eyes widened as he took his first bite.

"For how long?"

"I dunno, like mph forever?"

"Ew Steve finish chewing before you speak."

"Can't help it, these are delicious!"

"Well if it's been forever, why am I only just hearing about this now? I thought we told each other things."

"No, Y/N it's not like that. I think it's a funk that I only realised within the past year? Like it's always been in the back of my mind but it manifested properly recently."

"Look at you using big words. Wanna tell me what's up?"

"No, I'm okay. I don't wanna bother you about it. It's not that big of a deal anyways!"

Robin skipped back into the area where the two sat on the counter. She snatched a brownie into her hand and ate it enthusiastically, smiling and nodding at you to show you her appreciation.

"Have you talked about it yet?" she asked.

"Have we talked about what?" you responded.

"Oh no! I forgot I needed to pee! Bye now!" she yelled as she dashed into the bathroom again.

"Okay, you need to speak up. The two of you are shit at hiding things." you explained as you crossed your arms defensively.

"Hey, we're not hiding anything at all! Robin is just, weird like that, y'know?" Steve explained as he avoided your eyes. With a sudden air of confidence, you grabbed Steve by the cheeks and pulled his face so that he was now looking at you. Shocks ran through his body from your touch, he definitely didn't expect you to do that, and he tried to hide his excitement at your hands on his face.

"Nothing! I swear, nothing is happening!" Steve said to the best of his ability with his cheeks still squished together by your hand.

"You're a liar, Harrington, a poor one at that too. Just tell me you don't trust me and I won't bother you about it." you spat, face softening when you realised you sounded more aggressive than you actually were. Steve rushed to grab your hand, a move he often did to console you.

"Look, Y/N, I swear it's nothing bad. It's nothing concerning, nothing to worry about, I just... I wanna try and figure this out on my own. It's not that I don't trust you, I just wanna try and solve it myself."

"Is that why Robin knows?"

"Robin knows because she caught me speaking out loud, trying to figure it out. I still think she's a spy, she stood behind me for 19 minutes just listening to me talk to myself."

"You're talking to yourself now? Oh god you must be in some deep shit."

"Yeah, you could call it that..." Steve muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to calm his nerves. He knew he was acting weird, he knew he was being suspicious, but it didn't matter as long as you didn't find out what he was dealing with. A part of him was suprised that you hadn't figured it out already, he wasn't exactly the most subtle person.

"'Okay well, I'm gonna go now, I wanna clean up before tonight. Tell Robin I said bye, when she comes back from her 10 minute pee."

"Wait, what's tonight?"

"My date? Remember? I told you about this a week ago..."

"Wait, the one with Tommy J? You're actually going on that?"

"Yeah? Why wouldn't I?"

"Because he's ugly? He won't treat you right? He's probably just looking for some quick sex..."

"How do you know? Last week you said you didn't really know the guy!"

"Well, I do now, don't go out with him Y/N, he's not good for you."

"Steve it's not like you're very involved in my life these days, don't tell me what's good and not good for me. I know what I'm getting myself into."

"Oka- wait you do? You know he's just into quickies and you're still going out with him?"

"Is that such a bad thing? Don't forget there was a time when you were like this y'know."

"Okay but this is different! I don't want you getting hurt because of him, god knows what he'd do if you did something he didn't like. I just think you should do this type of thing with someone more... special?"

"Steve I won't have sex with him. Happy? I just want to actually go out with someone who gave me their attention first. There aren't many guys in Hawkins who give me the time of day and I'm sick of it."

"Um, sure. Yeah, I guess. Just, be careful, please? Call me the second something goes wrong, I'll be there as fast as I can."

"Thanks Steve, but I don't need a knight in shining armour. Anyways, I'm out, tell Robin I said bye."

You left without looking back. Steve held his head in his hands, groaning at the pain of the awkward experience. He knew he had no right to dictate who you went out with, and he knew that no guy in Hawkins really gave you the time of day. It's because he either scared them off or they already avoided you because they knew your connection to Steve. Jealousy plauged his mind as he thought of what you and Tommy would do. What if it actually worked? What if Tommy ended up being a really nice guy who swept you off your feet, what if you started dating and it became serious, then you got married and moved to some other town, something less shitty than Hawkins, and had children and a life together?

"Earth to dingus, you with me?" Robin yelled as she waved her hand in front of Steve.

"Oh my god, Robin. She's actually going out with Tommy J. Like, it's actually happen."

"Well shit, there goes your window of opportun- Steve? Steve! STEVE WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" she yelled as Steve ran out the door. He just waved at her and ran to his car. Robin grabbed the walkie talkie that Dustin had given her to keep at Family Video.

"Dustin, come in, over!"

"Robin, hi what's up? Over."

"Your ride to Eddie's is no longer happening, over."

"What? What do you mean it's no longer happening, tonight is campaign night! Over."

"Yeah well, Steve might have actually had a single successful thought in his head. I think he's going to tell Y/N how he feels! Over."

"OH MY GOD, FINALLY! Wait but I still have no way to get to Eddie's! Over!"

"That's no longer Steve or my concern, good luck bye! Over!"

Steve was sure he had run a few red lights and speeded in school areas just to get home on time. His eyes would drop to his watch every so often. He knew the date technically wasn't for another 2 hours, but something told him he wouldn't exactly be fast in his confession.

"Oh, hello Steve! What brings you here?" your mother asked when she opened the door to see Steve sweating and panting against the doorframe.

"Hi Mrs. Y/L/N I really need to talk to Y/N, like really badly. Can I go see her?"

"I mean yes but, she's in the shower. You can wait in her room. Oh and I must warn you, she's got a date in about an hour!"

"I know!"

Steve practically threw himself up the stairs as he ran into your room. All the tale tell signs of you getting ready presented themselves. Clothes thrown everywhere, different bottles of perfume on the vanity, a bag half packed full of things. He chuckled to himself as he heard you sing in the shower. He wondered if this is how you act when you get ready to see him.

"Shot through the he- JESUS CHRIST STEVE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" you screamed as you scrambled to cover yourself as best as possible. Steve instinctively screamed at the loud noise and felt paralyzed when he saw you. There you were, the girl he’s dreamt of for so long, standing in front of him, hair wet and dripping, skin fresh and slightly red from the warm water, with nothing but a towel covering your body.

"I- uh, well..."

"Turn around! Let me put on some clothes!"

Steve nodded and looked the other way, taking the silence and lack of ruffling sounds as a sign to turn back.

A heart attack. That’s what Steve was sure he was having. He couldn’t breathe, his fingers tightened around what he could grab, which happened to be his own hands, leaving crescent moons in his palms. His eyes were fixed on you. You had changed into an old tshirt he had lent you during a bad week full of tears and insecurities. It had little holes in the sleeves and the logo on the front was fading but ‘Harrington’ was still visible on the back. Your hair, now less dripping, was still wet, as you ran a towel through it. The tightness in his pants reminded him of your lack of pants.

"Are you going to tell me why you’re here? I’m going to be late, so I gotta get ready while you talk."

"Uhh, yeah that’s fine. I just wanted to talk to you about, my funk…"

"Oh yeah? Cool, whats going on?" you asked as you slowly applied some mascara.

Steve felt his words stuck in his chest as he watched you get ready. There was something so domestic about the scene, the idea of you in his shirt, getting ready to go out with him. But, it wasn’t him. It was fucking Tommy J who would do anything to get with a girl.

"Okay so, let’s say you like someone. And you didn’t think you’d ever like them, because you were past that. Like, way too far past that. You’re best friends, you can’t imagine your life without them, but you can’t help but want more. You want to be able to hug them, but then actually kiss them stupid until you’re both gasping for air. You wanna have sleepovers with them, but in the same bed, because you live together. Like I wanna do all the things I already do with them, but more, because I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her. Like, I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure."

"More sure than you were with Nancy?"

"Absolutely, without a doubt. Their smile makes me wanna melt, they are so pretty, so fucking pretty, Y/N. I wanna hold them forever, I wanna kiss them forever, the things I wanna do to this girl, oh my god I’d do anything for her."

"Jesus Steve how long have you been harbouring these feelings, these are intense…"

"Probably over a year now. It just kinda hit me one day."

«"Well damn, if they plague your mind that much, I think you should tell them. If they accept your confession, then I’m glad you can be happy together. If not, also good, because I’m pretty sure your crush on this person is strong enough to impair your ability to think and act like a normal person."

"You think? How should I tell her?"

"Depends, what kind of relationship do you have with her? Are y’all casual like that? Or do you guys always plan something in order to see each other."

"We’re casual, definitely casual, like go over to each other’s house casual."

You couldn’t help but feel confused. You were sure that you were the only one who Steve would be so casual with, but wondered if there was someone else he had not told you about. Maybe he was going back to his way of distancing himself again, and you didn’t know if you could handle that again.

Steve noticed the gears turning in your head, he knew you were starting to overthink. He knew that he didn't have much time left. So he did what any guy would do, act without thinking.

"Y/N, look at me."

You swiveled around in your chair and faced him, head cocked to one side as you finished curling your hair.

"It's you."

"What's me, Steve?"

"The girl. The girl that I'm so hopelessly in love with, the one who impairs my ability to think and act like a normal person, it's you. You're the girl of my dreams."

"Shut up, you're just trying to get me out of my date with Tommy, who'll be here in 20 minutes, by the way."

Steve didn't know what else to say, so he walked up to you and grabbed the curling wand out of your hands and unplugged it, setting it down on the table. You stood still in your spot, scared of what Steve would do. The closeness of your bodies definitely made you feel things that you didn't think were appropriate to feel 20 mintues before your date with a different guy. Steve ran his fingers through your newly curled hair, a tactic he had seen you do countless times.

"You, Y/N, are so pretty, you know that? I have three polaroids in my room, you are in all three, but two are just of you. One from when we went swimming and I had jumped in, you were upset because your hair got wet, but the sun came in behind you and I could swear you were glowing, like a goddess. I begged you to go get my camera and you didn't ask why. You didn't expect me to take the photo of you, but god, you smiling down at me like that? I died, right then and there. The other is when you fell asleep on me, after crying your heart out over that stupid fucking guy who stood you up, only to go for some random chick at the mall. I woke you up slightly, your hair was messy, but you were clinging onto me, like a koala, in the same shirt you're wearing now. I couldn't help but take a photo, you looked so fucking cute, even though your eyes were puffy and cheeks red. Y/N, I see beauty in you, in all of you. You make me fucking freeze, because of how much you take my breath away. I have not been able to act like myself, because every time I see you, I want to run up to you and pull you into my lap and kiss those soft lips of yours."

By this point your jaw had dropped, leaving you gawking like some sort of fish. You didn't care what you looked like, you were so surprised that Steve was talking about you like this. You had always harboured a slight crush on him but you shoved those feelings down whenever you saw him with a new girl, especially when he was with Nancy. Steve was still kneeling in front of you, now holding your hands, looking up at you with glossy eyes and a slight smile.

"Y/N, Tommy is here to pick you up!" your mother called from downstairs. Steve's smile faded as you scooted away from him and walked out the door. He fell back onto his butt and scooted until his back hit the bed, head dropping into his hands as he heard you yell "Bye!" and slam the door. Slow foot steps approached him, foot steps that presumably belonged to your mom, who had come to explain that you had left. When he saw your bare legs instead of your mom's, he looked up at you in confusion.

"Why are you here...?" he asked, voice shaking.

You stayed quiet as you pulled his kneeds down and climbed into his lap, shushing him as he stuttered.

"Did you mean what you said?" you whispered, even though you two were the only ones in the room.

"Every last bit." he whispered back.

With some nerve you didn't know you had, you grabbed his cheeks and slowly pulled his face closer to yours, eyes passing back and forth between his own for what felt like hours.

"Kiss me, Harrington."

That was all it took. Steve grabbed your own face and tilted it upwards just to the point where your lips met. It was sweet and soft, surprisingly innocent for the confession that had just spilled out of Steve. When you pulled apart, you blushed at the sight of Steve's own redness.

"I've wanted to do that for slong, Y/N. I don't think I can stop now."

"Please, don't stop. I'm yours to kiss."

"Mine huh? I like the sound of that."

You kissed Steve again, this time with more passion and hunger, as if you were trying to have him take over your senses. Your tongues and teeth clashed but you didn't care because it felt so right to kiss him with so much need.

"So, what happened to Tommy?" Steve asked after he pulled away to breathe, while stroking your cheek.

"Told him he was a prick and that he needed a serious wake up call, then slammed the door in his face. And said bye, because I'm sweet like that!"

"Of course you are, my sweet girl." Steve replied, grinning like a child in a candy store.

It felt right, to hold him, and to be held by him.

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what the heck is going on!

hey, i'm vellara! i'm a mixed 18 year old college student who spends way too much time writing at 3 am. i'm in the process of rewriting everything and more (i used to have other blogs that were strictly MCU related but i wanna expand my work). here is a list of what the heck is going on!

requests are open! (im back in business 😎)

here is my masterlist!

who i write for:

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Mike Wheeler

MCU

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Peter Parker

i'll figure out the rest as i go, but this is what i can do for now!

anyways, i'll update this post whenever i need to. love everyone mwah <3

vellara :)

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Can't Fight This Feeling - P3

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Summary: After Steve comes to the realization that he's bisexual, he's determined in going after what he wants; Eddie Munson. What he assumed would be an easy performance of flirting quickly turns into a complicated maze as he realises Eddie is more bark than bite.

Or, Steve Harrington is a manwhore and Eddie Munson is simultaneously horrified and turned on by the advances.

TW: Making out, hands going everywhere, sucking dick (how do i type this without cringing), dirty talk - standard smut things

Word Count: 1337

A/N: Second last part! Last part is reserved for the most smut, but I need time to plan that LOL - In this story, everything that's happened in the show has happened, however Eddie lives and this story is set a few months after the events of Vecna. Also I was inspired by a post by @tuvens talking about manwhore Steve and Eddie so this is that :D

Here is Part 4!

vider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

Eddie was the first one out to the pool. He thought that if he got in the water his nerves would calm down. Of course they didn't.

Steve saw Eddie sitting on the stairs into the pool through the window. His eyes trailed over Eddie's back, surprisingly muscular, with tattoos scattered across his skin like some kid's sketchbook. He grabbed a six pack and walked out to the back yard.

"Want one?" Steve called out as he took his own bottle out of the pack. Eddie nodded and held his hand out to recieve it. He was still turned to Steve while opening the bottle when he noticed Steve drinking his own, small amounts missing his mouth and spilling onto his chest. It looked like a scene out of porn, Eddie had to remind himself to close his mouth and actually drink the beer. He turned back around to drink his beer and look into the pool, which lasted about 3 seconds until Steve had jumped in, canonball style, causing water to fly everywhere.

"Jesus Harrington you're going to get my hair wet!" Eddie complained as he tried to flick the droplets out of his hair.

"Oh come on, who said that being wet was a bad thing?" Steve teased as he tried to splash water over. Eddie kicked some back while half laughing and half drinking his beer. Steve thought he could hear the sound forever and never get tired of it.

"I will get out of this pool if you don't stop!" Eddie warned. Steve only walked closer.

"Do you trust me?"

"I swear to God if you pull me in here with you..."

Steve only smiled and shook his head.

"Then... yes?"

Steve closed the distance between them and grabbed the beer out of Eddie's hand, earning a slight whimper at the loss of the beverage. He took Eddie's hands and put one each on his shoulder, wrapped his legs around his waist, and pulled his own arms around Eddie's torso as he pulled him into the water. Eddie was freaking out, he was convinced he was going to die; his head instinctively found Steve's shoulder out of fear of being pulled under the water.

"Relax, baby, I won't drop you." Steve muttered into Eddie's ear, or more like his hair, after feeling his body tense up.

The two held each other as Steve slowly walked around the pool, occasionally reaching the edge to take a swig of beer.

"Do I intimidate you Eddie? I can feel your fingers fidgeting against my neck." Steve whispered, even though nobody else was in sight.

"Oh, sorry... It's just a habit, you're not intimidating..." Eddie murmured back.

"Then why won't you look at me?" Steve inquired with a voice that sent shockwaves into Eddie's soul. He sounded like a puppy that had just been kicked out. Eddie's eyes slowly moved up to meet Steve's, causing a smirk to break out on his face.

"There he is! Are you uncomfortable? I can put you down if you like."

"No! I mean, no. Don't put me down. I like..." Eddie's voice trailed off as he burned up with embarassment.

"You like what, sweetheart? You're going to have to speak up." Steve teased.

"I like, I like it when you hold me..."

"Good, I like holding you."

Steve felt himself start to overheat from the warmth of Eddie's body. Chuckles left his body as he pulled the metalhead's hair to one shoulder so he could move the two fo them further into the water.

It felt nice to just walk around with the weight of Eddie against him. No children screaming, no homework, no parents, no apocalyptic war to fight, just him and the guy he couldn't stop thinking about.

"Steve?" Eddie asked, interupting Steve's train of thought.

"Hm?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Why am I doing what?"

"Shamelessly flirting with me, looking at me like you wanna eat me, and now you're holding me and walking around the pool."

"Why do you think I'm doing that?

"I'm confused, that's why I'm asking, duh."

"I want you, Eddie."

"I figured, but, in what way?"

"I want you to be mine, I want you to hold, to feel your soft skin against my hands. I want you to look at, admire that pretty face of yours. I want you to kiss, to feel those lips that I can't stop staring at. I want you in my bed, shaking with pleasure as I make you feel good." Steve muttered the last part into Eddie's ears, as if he was saying a secret only they could know.

With each sentence Eddie felt his face go redder and redder.

"You can't just say things like that Harrington, you're so scandalous!" Eddie teased, trying to distract his crush from his flustered face.

"Hey, I was just being honest!"

"Really?"

"Yeah? Why would I lie about that?"

"I dunno, it's just hard to believe..."

"How come?"

"Steve Harrington, you have no idea what you do to me."

"Eddie Munson, what do I do to you?"

"You freak me out! You give me heart attacks with your behaviour, because I have liked you for so, so long."

Steve felt like he was on cloud 9. He was holding Eddie, their skin was so close together, and he had just heard the words he had been wanting to hear for months.

"Really? I mean, we never really talked in highschool..."

"Yeah, 'cause you were a royal dick in highschool. I like you much better now." Eddie explained.

"Good, I'm glad. I like who I am now way more than who I was in highschool."

An awkward silence fell between them.

"Steve if you don't kiss me right now I think I'm actually going to explode."

"So needy Eddie, just the way I like it."

Steve closed the distance between their lips and when they finally met he felt like they were made for each other. Their lips slotted perfectly between each other, even softer than Steve had imagined. He took control of the kiss, lightly pushing his tongue against Eddie's bottom lip, asking permission to go further, which he happily obliged. Eddie's hands found its way into Steve's hair, while Steve's slowly moved under Eddie's ass to support him. Eddie let out a small whine when they separated, but both had grins spanning across their faces.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Steve whispered as he rested his forehead again'st Eddie's.

"Trust me Steve, I've wanted it for longer." Eddie responded as he went back in for a kiss.

This time there was more passion, more lust, in the kiss. Eddie felt like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders now that he could freely express how he felt to Steve. He never thought this day would come but god did it feel good to finally let loose. Steve, on the other hand, was enjoying it. He could tell there was a difference in Eddie's body, he could tell there was this energy that was buzzing through him, the same that was buzzing through his own body. Their teeth and tongue clashed as they fought for dominance; it was messy and innefficient, but they didn't care. They pulled away, gasping for air, looking at each other for any signs of discomfort.

"You amaze me, Steve Harrington."

"There's nobody else I'd rather amaze, Eddie Munson."

"You cocky bastard."

The two laughed and just stood for what felt like hours, slowly running their hands over each other's bodies.

"Wanna go upstairs? I wanna touch you, Eds, will you let me do that?" Steve whispered. The nickname sent shocks down Eddie's spine.

"You're already touching me, Stevie." he teased.

"Now who's the cocky bastard now?"

"Yeah, but I'm your cocky bastard."

"Oh yeah? Wanna be mine, pretty boy?"

Eddie just nodded, shyness suddenly creeping into his mind.

"Show me then."

"I'll show you if you take me upstairs."

Steve wasted no time in pulling them out of the water, grabbing Eddie's hand as he walked back into the house. Giggles echoed throughout the hallway as Steve picked Eddie back up and wrapped him around his waist, occasionally knocking into the wall as he kept his eyes on Eddie's.

"Gotta dry off Stevie, we're still wet." Eddie whispered as Steve sat straight on top of his sheets.

"Don't worry baby, we'll warm up soon enough." Steve responded as he ran his fingers through Eddie's partially wet hair, earning a look of surprise.

"W-what did you just call me?" Eddie stuttered.

"Baby. Is that okay?"

Instead of responding, Eddie's cheeks flushed red as he hid his head in the crook of Steve's neck.

"Don't get shy on me now, I wanna see that pretty face of yours." Steve cooed as he practically grabbed Eddie's face and pushed it away from his shoulder. He chuckled when he felt the warmth radiating off his cheeks.

"So responsive for me, so good for me Eddie." Steve teased again.

"Oh my god Harrington stop teasing me and k-" Eddie's words stopped short as he felt Steve kiss him with fervor. Their noses bumped into each other as they moved in syncronisation, as Steve slowly pulled Eddie's hair out the way. His fingers slowly trailed down his neck, placing light kisses against his jaw and moving down, applying more pressure each time to find the sweet spot. Eddie let out a small string of curse words as Steve's lips attached to the area between his jaw and ear, only to bite his lips to hide any noise.

"Don't kiss hide kiss those pretty kiss noises kiss"

Eddie couldn't help but continuously whine and moan as Steve went further, licking and biting at parts of his neck and jaw. He began to grind down against Steve's hips, already feeling the erection under him. Steve hummed in response, placing his hands on Eddie's hips and giding him as they continued kissing, exploring each other with such passion.

"Steve I wanna... I wanna make you feel good" Eddie whispered, almost as if they could get caught at any moment.

"Oh Eddie you're making me feel so good right now, fuck you look so pretty like this."

"N-no, I wanna..."

"You wanna what hm? Speak up for me baby it's just us."

Eddie thought Steve's sweet talk would kill him. He was convinced he was going to die.

"Can I touch you?"

"Touch me where?"

The embarassment was too much, Eddie just to slowly trail his hand down Steve's chest until it reached the waistband of his swim shorts.

"You gotta use your words for me sweetheart." Steve said with a smirk.

"For fucks sake Harrington stop teasing me and let me touch your dick" Eddie complained, leaving Steve chuckling.

"So feisty, it's cute. Go ahead baby, make me feel even better." he said as he leaned back on his arms, admiring the sight before him.

Eddie snaked his hand down to palm Steve's hard cock through his pants, earning a groan from Steve as he let his head fall back. Eddie's mind raced as he quickly realised just how big Steve was, people weren't kidding when they said he knew how to please.

Lust clouded his mind as he pulled it out of the pants, mesmerised at the sight. It was long, not too thick, but enough to make you feel full, slightly veiny but only on the underside. Steve wasn't clean shaven, but the hair was neatly groomed. Eddie liked the weight in his hands and decided to start pumping up and down slowly, applying pressure especially near the tip and the base. Steve's moans went straight to Eddie's body, his own cock aching to be touched, but he had to focus on pleasuring for now. His tongue poked out as he bit his lip, wanting to feel Steve in his mouth. Fuck it, he thought, as he slid off Steve's lap to get on his knees.

Eddie spit into his hand and continued moving up and down the shaft, pressing gentle kisses onto the tip. The salty taste of precum and saliva wasn't necessarily a pleasant feeling, but neither Steve or Eddie were complaining.

"Fuck baby, just like that. Use your mouth on me, god I could watch you on your knees forever." Steve praised as he ran his fingers through Eddie's hair, slightly tugging at the roots.

Eddie took the whole length of Steve in his mouth in one swift motion, using his free hand to fondle his balls and feel all up on his thighs. Steve's jaw slackened as he was surprised by the sudden feeling.

"Jesus baby, t-take all of me, god damn" he stuttered. He felt Eddie smile against his skin, obviously enjoying the reaction. Eddie focused his tongue on the veins along the length, occasionally moving it back up to swirl it around the tip, earning wanton moans from Steve that went straight to his own dick.

"Eddie, I'm gonna cum soon, you gotta get off me baby. I wanna touch you."

"Cum in my mouth Steve, I wanna taste you." Eddie replied as he continued his work.

"God the mouth on you..." Steve muttered as he ran a hand down his face. The familiar coil in his stomach began to tighten as Eddie sucked him off; a slight euphoria, strong enough to take away all his breath and energy.

" 'M close, sweetheart, you wanna take all my cum?"

"Give it to me, Stevie" Eddie groaned as he bobbed his head faster. Eventually he pulled off to open his mouth wide open as Steve finished, his seed shooting out onto his face and his tongue, moans leaving the both of them. Eddie swallowed what he could and pressed gentle kisses into Steve's pelvis and thighs to help him calm down. Steve pulled him back onto his lap and just looked into the eyes staring into his own for a second.

"I wish you saw yourself the way I see you Eddie."

"How do you see me Steve?"

"I see you Eddie, I see all of you. You look so pretty, especially when you're on your knees for me. I could kiss you for days and not get tired of it."

"Then kiss me Steve."

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honestly steve harrington's character growth from homophobic prom king who's friends are complete assholes and only really cares about himself with a crush on the most perfect girl at school to bisexual single mother of six who's best friend is a lesbian and crush is the metalhead d&d-obsessed school freak who's gotten held back twice and been accused of murder once is not just one of the greatest things to ever come from tv, it is also one of the most absolutely hilarious.

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Can't Fight This Feeling - P2

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Summary: After Steve comes to the realization that he's bisexual, he's determined in going after what he wants; Eddie Munson. What he assumed would be an easy performance of flirting quickly turns into a complicated maze as he realises Eddie is more bark than bite.

Or, Steve Harrington is a manwhore and Eddie Munson is simultaneously horrified and turned on by the advances.

TW: masturbation and spicy thoughts from Steve

Word Count: 2659

A/N: This is my first piece of writing that I've uploaded on this account (I'm not new to writing fanfics ehehe) but I'm terrified anyways! In this story, everything that's happened in the show has happened, however Eddie lives and this story is set a few months after the events of Vecna. Also I was inspired by a post by @tuvens talking about manwhore Steve and Eddie so this is that :D

Here is Part 3!

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Steve didn't see Eddie for another 4 days. 4 long, painful days, where Steve would wake up, sulking at the fact that his bed was empty, and would go to sleep, tired out from touching himself to the thought of the pretty boy who occupied his mind. During this time he had more revelations: he now realised that he wouldn't mind fully dating Eddie. Even though he had a hard exterior with tattoos and harsh fabric that sometimes hurt to touch, there was a good, soft heart waiting to love and be loved. Steve could tell in the little intimate moments they had when they embraced after fighting off some monster, or thanking each other for watching out for something. Eddie's brown eyes would be glossy, his chest heaving from adrenaline, soft lips that Steve wanted to kiss so badly parted ever so slightly.

But he realised that he had been too sexual in his flirtation the other day. Or maybe he could have sex with Eddie, and then ask him out? The situation was hardly traditional, they were two guys for fucks sake. Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course, Steve was just excited at his first proper situation with a guy.

He was shaken out of his thoughts when he heard repeated banging on the door and continuous rings from the door bell. As Steve rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and stumbled out his room with half his shirt on, he pulls the door open to reveal Dustin looking up at him.

"Dude! I've been ringing the doorbell for like, 10 minutes! Were you asleep?" he asked.

"Yes Henderson. I was peacefully asleep before you decided to come over just to break down my door. Now what do you want?" Steve asked after pulling on the rest of his shirt.

"You gotta drive me to Eddie's trailer! I told him I'd meet him there to discuss-" Dustin was cut off by Steve's hand pressed against his mouth.

"Repeat. You said you need me to drive you to Eddie Munson's trailer?" Steve asked, still keeping his hand on Dustin's face. Dustin nodded enthusiastically, but Steve's face fell.

"When do you have to be there by?"

"Like, 10 minutes?"

"Aboslutely not. You tell me 10 minutes beforehand?! What happened to planning, Henderson? What happened to, thinking ahead?" Steve asked as he starts pacing around the living room.

"Jeez Steve I didn't think it was that big of a deal... I'll just go ask Robin or something."

"Nope. She's busy, I'm driving you. But you gotta give me 30 minutes.

"WHAT? Steve I said 10 minutes! Not 30! We don't have 30 minutes!" Dustin yelled.

"Wrong. You don't have 30 minutes, I do. That's what you get for coming here so last minute. Now sit your ass down and wait." Steve ordered as he walked to the bathroom. It didn't seem like it, but he was panicking. He knew he shouldn't have to try too hard for Eddie, but he wanted to clean up a little bit.

Stepping into the shower he quickly ran over his body with the soap, noticing he was already half hard. Steve chuckled at the thought, Eddie would always get him excited. His eyes found the clock on the wall, 24 minutes left. Without even thinking, he pulled a tight pair of jeans and a burgundy crewneck over his head. The last 20 minutes were spent fixing his hair, which caused Dustin to cough up a storm with all the fumes coming out of the bathroom.

"God Steve its just your hair no need for a smoke bomb!" Dustin yelled out.

"Shut up Dustin, you're just jealous you don't have my hair!" Steve yelled back.

When he was finally ready he took one last look at himself. Not too much, not too little. Cologne in the right places, keys in his pocket, he was ready to go.

"Up, Henderson, up!" Steve sang.

"Oh God Eddie's going to kill me for being so late." Dustin sighed.

"That's what you get. Ask me earlier next time." Steve responded as he opened the door for the two of them.

The pair sat in silence as Steve drove down the road, hearing the occasional conversations of people they passed.

"Steve, I gotta ask. Why'd you get ready just to drive me to Eddie?"

"I thought I might as well get ready for the day anyways since you woke me up."

"Wait so, you do that to your hair, every day?"

"Yeah?"

"How is your hair still alive that shit has got to be dead by now!"

"Speak for yourself little guy. My hair is fine."

Eddie was waiting in front of his trailer, joint in hand, when the car finally pulled into the area. Dustin was the first to come out scrambling to reach Eddie, apologies spewing out of his mouth left and right. Steve then exited the car and took off his sunglasses to look at Eddie. It was only then when the three realised that Eddie was shirtless, with only his plaid pyjama pants hanging low on his hips.

Steve felt all his blood immediately flow down as he took in the beauty in front of him. How he wanted to slowly kiss and suck at every square inch of bare skin on Eddie's body, holding both hands above his head while he teased him endlessly.

"Jesus Christ Dustin what have I told you about being on time! No dungeon master, not any normal person, appreciates tardiness!" Eddie yelled, suddenly hyperaware at his lack of clothes. His eyes glanced over at Steve, leaning on the side of his car, staring hungrily at Eddie's figure. Well he isn't very subtle my god... Eddie thought to himself.

"Like what you see King Steve?" Eddie joked. He figured that if Steve could flirt so shamelessly, he could too. Right?

"You know I do, pretty boy." Steve said, completely serious. Once again, a blush erupted on Eddie's face, and Dustin looked up from his position on the ground.

"What the shit... Yknow what, I'm not even going to ask." He murmured before looking back at his notebook.

"Dustin, bud, how are you getting home?" Steve asked, still looking up and down at Eddie, who still hadn't put on a shirt. Was this on purpose?

"Uhm, I was kinda hoping you would take me?" Dustin said as he looked up to Steve with a hopeful grin.

"And how long do you plan on staying here?" Steve asked.

"30 minutes, max! I promise, I won't take long." Dustin clasped his hands together in a pleading motion and shook them at Steve who laughed at his antics.

"Fine! But any longer and I'm leaving without you!" Dustin jumped up and dragged Eddie into his own trailer to talk, while Steve sat back down in his car. The image of Eddie, shirtless, with pants sitting dangerously low, would now be permanently etched in his mind. His own body betrayed him, his aching cock reminding him how he felt about Eddie.

F-fuck Eddie, just like that, right there! Oh god, fuck baby your mouth feels so good! Steve moaned as he leaned back into the headboard, while Eddie bobbed his head up and down, hollowing his cheeks around Steve's cock.

The scene sent shivers through Steve's body. He looked down at his thighs, sighing at the sight of his erection pushing up against the fabric of his pants. He tried to ignore the feeling, he really did, but as Steve looked around outside the car, seeing the trailers and a few people lingering outside, he couldn't help but get even more excited. The thought of being caught, being watched, made him feel a different kind of warm. A foreign feeling, yet still welcome. Especially the thought of Eddie catching him, Steve felt like he could faint from the pleasure.

Pulling his pants down, Steve grasped the base of his cock, moaning at the contact. His hands slowly moved up and down his shaft, pumping himself to the beat of no song in particular. Quiet whimpers and moans escaped Steve lips as he tried to get himself off. As he rocked into his hands he shut his eyes tight and let his head fall back onto the headrest. Using his free hand he played with his entrance, finger ever so slightly pushing against his hole, causing him to gasp every time he applied more pressure.

It didn't take long for him to finish, long ropes of his seed coating his stomach. His mind was gone, still thinking of him and Eddie, while he rested his hands on his stomach, chest still heaving. Eventually Steve realised he had to clean up, so he reached over to his glove compartment and pulled out spare napkins that he always kept just in case for the kids. As he finished wiping himself, he heard the door to Eddie's trailer open, prompting him to quickly pull up his pants.

"Steve! Come out here!" Dustin called out.

As Steve walked towards the two, he couldnt help but smile at Eddie who had since put on a shirt. It was cute to see him look so domestic.

"Sooooo.... We were thin-"

"No, correction, Dustin was thinking." Eddie corrected.

"Okay fine, I was thinking, that we could have a movie night / pool party?" Dustin suggested.

"Its a school night Henderson, you know the rules." Steve deadpanned.

"Oh come on, just one movie? Then you and the older kids can have the pool party." Dustin pleaded.

"Wait, are you saying we do this at my house?" Steve asked. Dustin's face lit up, Eddie gulped nervously.

"Duh! You're the only one with a pool!” Dustin exclaimed.

“Nope. Not a chance Henderson. You and the kids can watch one movie but after that everyone out.” Steve explained.

“Oh come on Harrington, let the younglings have their fun. They’re not children anymore.” Eddie pleaded.

Steve stayed firm in his decision, surprisingly. He thought any form of begging from Eddie would make him melt. The motherly instincts were stronger than the feelings he harboured.

While Steve was lost in his mind, Dustin and Eddie had come up with plan.

“Please, Steve? Let them have fun, for me? And I wanna come over too, use your pool and what not.” Eddie asked, batting his eyes up at Steve with a small smile gracing his face.

For a brief moment, all the confidence Steve had quitly left his body, along with his soul. Steve was convinced that he had died, because surely he was in heaven. Eddie saying please, using his first name, smiling at him, it was definitely heaven.

"Alright fine, fine, whatever. Get your shit and let's go." Steve relented, as the two highfived each other. Dustin ran back inside to grab his stuff while Eddie stayed back for a moment.

"Thanks Stevie." Eddie whispered. He took two fingers under Steve's chin and tilted it upward just to the point where his face met Eddie's lips as he placed a kiss on his cheek.

Steve could have sworn that time had stopped. If he thought he was in heaven before, he surely wasn't, and was now. Eddie, THE Eddie Munson, the only person to ever invade his thoughts every waking hour this badly, had just flirted with him, touched him, and kissed him on the cheek. Steve could die peacefully now, like actually, peacefully.

Back in the trailer, Dustin and Eddie were jumping up and down like school girls.

"Oh my God I can't believe that worked! Holy shit, Eddie it worked!" Dustin yelled as he spun around with Eddie.

"I KNOW! HOLY FUCK IT WORKED!" Eddie responded.

"YOU GOT HIM TO SAY YES!" "I KISSED HIM!" The two practically screamed.

"Oh, okay yeah that happened too. Look, I'm glad you guys can be flirty and what not, but gross. It's like, my parents kissing in front of me." Dustin explained.

"Okay yeah, got it. Just, please Henderson, I'm asking you this as a friend to a friend, keep quiet about it alright?" Eddie's voice broke a little at the end. Dustin could tell how serious he was.

"Oh my god yeah, of course. But let's be real, Steve will probably do something first. He literally called you pretty boy in front of m-"

"OH MY GOD HE CALLED ME PRETTY BOY! AGAIN!" Eddie yelled again. Dustin turned around to the metalhead, who's mouth was covered by his hand. The two erupted into a mess of giggles and jumping up and down in circles. Surprisingly, Steve didn't hear a thing. He was still basking in the feeling of Eddie having touched him, kissed his cheek even. Well at least that confirms that there are some mutual feelings.

Dustin and Eddie eventually came out of the trailer to see Steve leaning against his car again.

"Let's go!" Dustin laughed out as he and Munson opened the car to the back seat.

"Nope, Munson you're in the front with me, big boy." Steve commented, causing Eddie to shiver at the nickname. Dustin hummed with approval and Eddie sank into the passenger seat.

The three drove back into town, windows down, taking in the summer sun.

Eddie had purposely left his hand a little bit too much to the left. Okay scrap that, it wasn't even on his own thigh anymore, just resting over that weird space between the seat and the gearbox. He wondered why Steve hadn't picked up on the hint, until he did. Steve took Eddie's hand in his right one, keeping their fingers intertwined as he drove using his left. Eddie had to physically turn his face towards the window and hide it in his hand to prevent himself from squealing with excitement. Of course, Dustin was none the wiser.

After having picked everybody up, Will, Mike, Max, El and Dustin all piled into the Harrington household's living room to watch some random movie, one that Steve payed no mind to. He couldn't stop watching Eddie, who sat on the floor, and somehow let Max braid his hair. Steve wondered what it would feel like to run his fingers through his hair, to scratch the back of Eddie's neck, to pull it as he was making love to the boy.

Even though it felt like seconds, eventually an hour had passed, and Steve's thoughts were interupted by the kids.

"Hey, thanks for letting us stay. Jonathan and Nancy are picking us all up, so we're fine to go from here." Dustin explained to Steve while wiggling his eyebrows. Steve knew that at this point Dustin could tell what was going on, he definitely wasn't trying to hide anything anyways. He just rolled his eyes at his younger counterpart and ushered his kids out the door. After everyone had left, he turned around to see Eddie had fallen asleep on the side of the couch. Steve's heart practically exploded at the sight. He bent down, watching him sleep for some more, before deciding to wake him up.

"Eddie, hey sleepyhead, wake up." Steve cooed as he cupped Eddie's face, thumb stroking his cheek. Eddie's eyes fluttered and was surprised to see Steve's face so close, espcially holding his own.

"Shit, sorry Harrington, I haven't slept in a while." Eddie murmured as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Don't apologize sweetheart, do you just wanna sleep? My parents won't be home tonight so you're welcome to crash here." Steve offered.

"No, no. I said I wanted to use the pool. So I'm gonna do just that."

"Be my guest Eddie. Be my guest."

Eddie got up from the couch and grabbed his bag, giving one last look at Steve before disappearing into a bathroom to change.

"You coming with me Harrington?" Eddie asked.

"Of course." Steve replied.

The two couldn't calm themselves down. They couldn't wait to see each other in the pool.

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