#he’s going right beside my scoops steve plushie

[quickiesgirl]

Hey, Sailor - Eddie Munson

Paring: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+, Smut, Soft Dom/Sub, Switch!Eddie, Mommy Kink, Praise Kink, Oral Sex, Blowjob, Scoops Ahoy Uniform, Eddie Munson Wears The Scoops Ahoy Uniform.

A/n: I haven't written a sub!Eddie fic yet, but I’m so fucking happy with how it turned out. Hope you guys like this as much as I do! <3

The Starcourt Mall was the newest addition to the town of Hawkin’s, and that's where your pretty, metalhead boyfriend, Eddie Munson, worked part-time at the ice cream parlor, Scoops Ahoy. 

His uncle Wayne wanted him to get a summer job at one of the new outlets so here he is, serving ice cream to kids with Steve “The Hair” Harrington.

It was a last resort job since half of the other stores weren’t hiring, but he loved that he always got to serve you when you’d visit. 

It felt like time was dragging as you waited for your boyfriend to get home. He was having a later shift than normal so you decided to stop by and see him. 

The ice cream parlor was completely empty when you showed up, and the only person there was Eddie, who was in the front, wiping down the sticky tables. 

Fuck, did he look adorable with his dark brown hair in a low, messy bun, held by your favorite scrunchie that matched his required Scoop’s Ahoy uniform, with his bangs hanging loosely over his forehead. 

“Hey, Sailor.” You leaned your shoulder against the entrance's pillars and crossed your arms over your chest with a smirk. 

His head swung around, and those soft, chocolate brown eyes met yours as a big smile spread across his lips. “Hey, sweetheart. Whatcha doing here?” 

“Just thought I’d stop by and see you.” You smiled softly. 

“Aw, have you been missing me?” He stepped toward you, watching you softly nod ‘yes’ as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist and lovingly pulled you into his chest. Eddie may look dangerous, but when it came to you, he was a big softy. 

“Where’s Harrington?” You asked, glancing around the shop, expecting to see his co-worker. 

“He took off and went to the movies with some kid.” 

“Soooo, how much longer do you have?” You asked, looking at his chest as you fixed the lopsided Iron Maiden pin he clipped on his navy blue sailor's top. 

“I get off in two hours.” Eddie said, glancing back from his watch as you softly sighed ‘kay’ and gave a dramatically sad pout.

“How ‘bout I make you some ice cream after I finish cleaning up?” 

“Sounds like a deal.” You smiled, standing up on your tippy toes, kissing those soft, plump lips that tasted like butterscotch and nicotine. 

You pulled away and let Eddie get back to cleaning while you sat on top of one of the tables and watched your boyfriend as he continued to spray down the tops of the tables and wipe them with a rag.  

He looked so fucking cute and innocent when he wore his sailor’s uniform. It complemented his body so perfectly, showing off his strong arms and tattoos, with those boy shorts riding up on his plushy thighs and scratched-up knees that were usually covered by long, tattered jeans. 

His black bandana hung out of the back of his pocket with his ice cream scooper right beside it. 

A grin spread across Eddie’s face as he felt your strong gaze ogling him from behind. He teasingly wiggled his ass in front of you, making you roughly bite your bottom lip. He turned his head towards you and pushed a loose strand of hair behind his ear, “You like what you see?” 

“mh huh..” You hummed as Eddie stepped toward you and used his large hands to push your thighs apart, filling the space with his body. 

 “I bet all the ladies go wild seeing you in your uniform.” You said, slinging an arm around the back of his neck as your other rested comfortably on his hip, watching him lean in close and stop just before his lips met yours, his warm breath fanning you as he muttered, “Only my babe.” 

You smirked, mashing your lips to his without a care in the world if someone was walking past while the two of you made out. 

You subtly snaked your hand up Munson’s dark blue boyshorts and undid his leather belt. 

“S-sweetheart… I didn’t know you liked it that much.” He smirked, watching you grab a handful of his cock, feeling him twitch and harden in your grasp as his face turned scarlet red. 

Eddie felt your grip tighten as your thumb gently stroked over his protruding member. He softly whimpered, uncontrollably grinding his crotch in the palm of your hand, out in the public eye like the desperate little fuck he was.

“In the back, now, Ed’s.” 

The two of you moved to the back for a bit more… privacy, and in seconds, you were on your knees in front of Eddie. 

Your hands followed down his tummy and happy trail before dropping his blue shorts, watching his cock spring free from the restricting fabric, causing a grunted curse to escape his lips. 

 You eyed Eddie's thick, bushy mound that met his lengthy erection, with pre-cum already trickling down the underside. 

“My pretty, pretty boy.” You hummed sweetly, leaning in and dragging your tongue across the pumping vein, “Just relax, let mommy take care of you.”  

Your hand held the base of his dick as your tongue wiped away his pre-cum like it was a sweet popsicle. Eddie's head tilted back against the wall, and a breathy moan escaped his lips, feeling you lap and tease his sensitive head, your hands digging harder into the back of his hairy thighs. 

“Eyes on me, baby. I want you to watch me suck this cute cock of yours.” 

He did as told and caught your gaze again, hair sticking to his forehead as he watched your lips roll down his erection, engulfing him into wet warmth that made his cock twitch in response. 

Saliva trailed up his length as you took every inch till he pressed into the back of your throat with your nose buried in his pubes. Internally thanking yourself that you didn't have much of a gag reflex. 

 “M-mh holy shit- mommy-” He moaned, making you smirk, and began rocking your head around his cock. 

Sure, Eddie Munson was a freak in the sheets, but he wasn’t always dominant. He had his subby moments, and they were becoming more often after you revealed that you have a switchy side and liked to be in charge. 

It started simply topping him while he was handcuffed to the bed, fucking him like the little slut he was for your pussy. Learning kinks he has and things he goes nuts for, like when you call him a good boy and praise the hell out of him, or simply letting him nuzzle his face in your chest after a long, stressful day and suckle on your soft tits, sends him straight into euphoria. 

Eddie roughly bit his bottom lip, trying his damn hardest to hold back his moans since behind these thin walls was the public.

Your hand moved from his thigh and fondled his heavy and full balls. Drooling slightly into your lap but so engrossed to care about the puddle that was forming beneath you.

 Your cheeks hollowed around his hardened erection, and with each stroke, you could feel him throbbing and pulsating inside your mouth. The sensation made a moan vibrate your throat, sending electricity through his body. An electricity that was becoming too much, and he was losing composure. 

A string of desperate noises slipped past his lips as he became closer to his orgasm. At that moment, he could care less if he gets caught and fired just as long as he can keep this uniform for later. 

“F-fuck- mommy, you’re gonna make me c–” He attempted to warn you, so it wasn’t a surprise, but before he could finish his sentence, his mind went straight to the cloud, and his jaw dropped open, letting out a loud, sputtering moan. His hips jerked in your grasp as his cock erupted in your mouth, and his salty but sweet cum melted down your throat. 

The most addicting, most flavorful cream you’ve ever had in this parlor. 

You happily swallowed and looked up at Munson, whose body was pressed firmly against the wall, trying to regain himself as his fast-moving chest rose and fell slower after catching his stolen breath. 

You licked his softening cock clean as the dazed boy, who was still riding his lingering high, gave a sheepish smile before speaking up, “C-can I have a kiss?” 

You smiled back and lifted from your knees to gently cupped his cheek, feeling him melt into your touch. You pressed your chest against his and connected your warm lips to his for a kiss. Only tasting himself on your tongue.  

You pushed a strand of hair behind his ear, and looked into those big doe eyes, praising him sweetly, “You're such a good boy for me, baby. Maybe later I'll let you suck on mommy's tits, mhm?” 

Eddie instantly nodded, his face slightly reddening from the thought. He glanced down at his uniform and chuckled deeply, “I should wear this more often.” 

“I agree.” You smirked before listening to the little bell from outside suddenly ring, “You better go take care of your customers, lover boy.” 

“Shit.” He sighed, quickly tucking his cock in his boxers and pulling his blue shorts up. You walked out with Eddie and saw his co-worker, Steve Harrington standing there with his foot tapping at the checkered floor. 

“What the hell? I thought you were supposed to be working the counter?” He asked, raising his hands to his sides with his palms facing up. “Sorry man, Y/n and I had to… talk.” 

Steve gave you a polite smile as he walked around, taking the place where Eddie was supposed to be attending to.

“Well, I better get going so I don't get you in trouble.” You said, looking back at Eddie, who gave you a little pout that told you how badly he wanted to come home with you, but he knew he had an hour and a half left with Steve. 

“Thank you, Sweetheart.” 

You wrapped both your arms around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a hug. 

You leaned in and teasingly whispered in his ear, ‘Hurry home, Sailor.’ before winking as you walked out. Eddie's eyes were glued to you as he watched your hips sway back and forth with his bandana hanging out of your pocket. 

He grinned as he chuckled beneath his breath, suddenly having a newfound love for this Scoop’s Ahoy uniform.

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Steve Harrington Masterlist

*Please note that fics that do not use any specifically gendered terms or pronouns are listed simply as "x Reader" or "x (description)!Reader."

Full Length Fics

Up to the Gods [9k]

Protective Best Friend!Steve Harrington x fem!Reader

Summary: The time you have left to save Max is speeding away, so you come up with a last-minute plan. Your best friend Steve, however, isn't so keen on you following through with it.

Apple of My Eye [5k]

Boyfriend!Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You have an upcoming eye exam and you know you're going to end up in glasses. Your boyfriend Steve Harrington is right beside you to guide you through all of your insecurities.

His Knight in Shining Armor [5k]

Boyfriend!Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Even as Steve's long-term partner, you've never once seen him cry. In the aftermath of the final battle against Vecna, and in the very hospital room where a barely-living Max Mayfield lies, that changes.

Small Hands, Big Heart [3k]

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Steve Harrington has a massive crush on you, but his recent lack of luck in the romantic sense has him stuck on how to make a move. Plus, something about you makes him nervous in a way he's never been – in a way he likes.

His simplest solution? Flirting via the old 'comparing hand sizes' method.

Headcanons

Enchanted To Meet You [>1k]

Modern Scoops!Steve Harrington x Taylor Swift fan, fem!Reader

Summary: Headcanons on how Steve would confess to a girly, Taylor Swift fan Reader, set in a modern Starcourt.

Platonic with a Capital P [1k]

Steve Harrington & Robin Buckley

Summary: A series of headcanons about best friends Steve and Robin.

Love in the Form of a Cupcake [1k]

Best Friend!Steve Harrington x Baker!Reader

Summary: Headcanons on how Steve confesses to his baker best friend.

Mixtape Confessions [1k]

Steve Harrington x Sarcastic!Reader

Summary: Headcanons about Steve confessing to a very sarcastic close friend of Robin's.

Saturday Night Sleepovers [1k]

Best Friend!Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Headcanons where you make an impromptu confession to your best friend Steve.

Steve Thoughts

Steve Thoughts are small drabbles written as a way for me to interact with my followers. They send in a concept – called a Steve Thought – and then I respond to it and give any commentary I might have. This is totally informal and is more like throwing around ideas rather than fully writing, but I would totally be willing to expand upon them in actual fics as well!

Steve Likes Braiding Hair (Especially the Kids')

Steve Has a Really Good Singing Voice

Steve Gives the Best Hugs

Steve Gives the Kids Plushies

Steve Keeps Track of Robin and the Kids' Favorite Things

Steve Deserves to Process His Trauma

Steve Being Mediator When the Kids Make a Rude Comment

Steve Loves Comedy Movies (And Is Insufferable About It)

Steve Being Dyslexic and Getting Reassurance About It

Steve Helps You Reach Something on the Top Shelf

Steve Is Always Checking Your Injuries (Even Minor Ones)

Steve Being Very Affectionate When Sleepy

Steve Hates Spicy Food

Steve Makes Notes in Your Daily Planner

Steve's Favorite Date Locations

Steve Loves Forehead Kisses From You

Steve and You Give the Kids Relationship Advice

Steve and His Favorite Taylor Swift Albums, Songs, & Music Videos

Steve as a Volunteer Firefighter

Steve and Robin as Radio Hosts (ft. The Kids' Shenanigans)

Steve Learns How to Make Your Favorite Meals From Your Family

Steve When You're Jealous

Steve and You Sharing Books in High School

Steve and You Wiping Each Other's Tears with Your Sweater Sleeves

Dating Steve Includes... Sharing EVERYTHING

Steve Loves Wearing Your Scrunchies

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[whookami]

Got my Baskin Robin’s variant of Scoops Steve today! I prefer the hairstyle on this one over the regular version, although it’s not really S3 accurate. But it’s CUTE.

#im a sucker for cute #he’s going right beside my scoops steve plushie #i honestly wonder how people like Joe Keery feel about these things #its gotta be surreal having figurines and plush dolls with what is ostensibly your face #is it personally offensive if it looks bad? #if i had a doll made of me and it was ugly i would be wrecked #can one’s self-image be worse than zero? #there’s also the consideration that as Djo his music seems very negative/conflicted about fame? #so im contributing to the problem? #but also it is cute and i want it #too many tags for a post like this geez

[hunnywrites]

Growing Pains: Chapter One

Summary: Life is hard when you’re about to turn 18. It’s even harder when you realize you might be completely out of love with your long time boyfriend, and you can’t stop thinking about the new boy in town.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove/OFC, Steve Harrington/OFC

A/N: Happy Stranger Things day everyone! I’m so excited for this fic! We all know I love an Arcade Dreams AU. This is gonna be taking place in the summer of 85, because we all know Billy deserves a nice summer instead of the one he got. I’m also gonna be giving a name to Steve’s mom because she’s gonna appear quite a bit and honestly @ the duffer brothers give us more content with Steve’s parents. It’s also the first appearance of Hopper! Teddi! I hope you all enjoy it!

It was Sunday morning. Well, technically afternoon. If Teddi cracked one of her eyes open she could see the sun trying to shine through the ugly, off white, checkered curtains that perfectly matched the ugly, off white, checkered wallpaper that she hated. Teddi squoze her eyes shut and willed herself to go back to sleep. She didn’t want to look at the little digital clock on the nightstand beside her. 

As Teddi snuggled further under the plushy, dark blue comforter an arm snaked around her middle. She smiled as her back met a warm chest she hadn’t realized her body had been missing so much. “Rise and Shine, Teddi Girl.” her boyfriend, Steve Harrington mumbled into her hair. He combed his fingers through it gently in an attempt to wake her up. Heather Holloway had just helped her dyed it. They had bleached Teddi’s sandy blonde hair into an almost platinum white color. Steve called her Casper when he first saw it. 

Teddi groaned and buried her face into her pillow. “Five more minutes.” she complained.

“It’s past noon!” Steve laughed. “C’mon, Ted, this is our last summer of freedom. We should be outside doing stupid, reckless stuff.” Teddi didn’t want the reminder. They had graduated from high school only two weeks ago. Steve seemed to be resigned in the fact that he had absolutely no idea what he was going to do with his life now. He was content with working at Scoops Ahoy. And while Teddi loved her jobs at the arcade, video store and public pool, she couldn’t help but feel scared. She had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. 

Teddi rolled over, her nose almost touching Steve’s. “If you let me sleep a little longer we can always do something stupid and reckless in here.” she let out a giggle as Steve’s cheeks grew a bit pink.

“When you put it that way…” he said with a teasing grin. Steve leaned in to kiss Teddi, but she jerked away when there was a knock at his door. 

“Steve, hun? You awake?” it was his mom. Teddi tried to get out of bed as quickly as she could, tripping up on the comforter and falling to the floor before she started to get dressed. “I can make you breakfast before you head off to work. Is Teddi staying?”

Teddi’s eyes widened as she stopped in her tracks. “Um...sorry, Mrs. Harrington! I gotta get home before my dad gets worried!” she called, jerking her cut off shorts on. It wasn’t that Teddi didn’t like Steve’s mom. Kitty Harrington was one of the coolest adults she knew. She was super trendy and threw some great parties. It was an added bonus that she usually let Teddi and Steve drink at those parties. Plus Kitty adored Teddi. Steve told her she said that Teddi had spunk. 

Steve ran a tired hand over his face. “It’ fine, ma! I’ll grab something on the way to work. I gotta pick robin up anyways.” he rolled his eyes dramatically and smiled over at Teddi.

She pulled on her top, a lime green t-shirt that she had cropped herself and gave Steve a look like he’d grown a second head. How could he be so calm? “She knows that I sleep over?” she asked. 

“Oh, yeah. She was cleaning my room and you kinda left one of your bras…” Teddi groaned. “I can get it for you if you want. It’s down in the laundry room. She uses that Snuggle brand detergent, you know with the little bear-”

“Steve.”

“...Sorry. Are you okay?” he asked, walking over to her. His hands rested at her elbows. “Ted, she’s not mad or anything. I mean, technically speaking we’re adults,” he reminded her. “I mean what’s she gonna do, ground me?” 

Adults, Teddi thought sadly. She didn’t want to be an adult. Teddi shook her head. “I’m fine, sorry. It’s just...weird. Can you give me a ride home?” her van was back home. After she’d gotten home from work Steve had surprised her, knocking on her window and convincing her to sneak out for the night. Only now it wasn’t really sneaking out, she supposed. How boring. 

“Well, wait. You wanna go get lunch or something? Catch a movie?” Steve asked as he got dressed. 

“I thought you had work?”

“I don’t really. Do you wanna go downstairs and have brunch with my mom?” he shot a teasing grin her way. Steve had a point there. As much as Teddi liked Kitty, she definitely didn’t want to sit there awkwardly with the two of them while they all three pretended everything was completely normal. 

Teddi smiled thinly. “Right. As much as I’d love to I have to get to the arcade soon. And I have to make sure my dad doesn’t like...flip his lid when he finds out I was gone all night.” it was sort of a lie. Teddi had work that day, but it wasn’t until later that night. She felt a little guilty blowing Steve off. Like somehow she was doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. But just because they were dating didn’t mean they had to be around each other all of the time, right? 

The disappointed look on Steve’s face made her feel even worse. “Oh. Well, that’s fine. Maybe next time.” they made their way downstairs, Teddi trying to almost hide herself behind Steve as they passed by his mother in the kitchen. 

“Bye you two!” she called sweetly. “Teddi, say hi to your dad for me!” Teddi winced a little, turning and smiling tightly at her. 

“Will do, Mrs. Harrington.”

“Honey, I’ve told you a million times. After how long you and my Stevie have been together,” she pinched Steve’s cheek affectionately. Steve blushed, brushing her hand away and muttering out a Ma, stop. “You can call me Kitty.” 

Teddi let out a nervous chuckle. “Right, sorry. Sure thing, Kitty.”

“Come on, mom. We gotta go, okay? I’ll be back later,” Steve pressed a kiss to his mom’s cheek and pulled Teddi along behind him and out to his car. “Sorry about her…” he mumbled.

“Don’t be. I love your mom.”

“Yeah, but sometimes I think she lays it on a little thick ‘cause you’re her chance at grandbabies.” Teddi’s head whipped in Steve’s direction. He hadn’t even noticed. He was turned, looking over his shoulder as he backed out of the driveway. Teddi couldn’t believe how casually he had said it.

“Grandbabies? We’re having kids now?” Teddi asked with a nervous laugh. 

Steve looked over at Teddi, his mouth opening and closing while he tried to figure out what to say. “...No. No. I mean...maybe? Eventually? Jesus, Harrington, you have to learn to keep your mouth shut,” he muttered to himself. 

If Teddi thought really hard about it she could picture herself marrying Steve. She could picture him getting a cushy job at his dad’s company and the two of them buying a house down the street from Steve’s parents. If she thought even harder she could maybe picture a kid or two with her blonde hair and Steve’s big brown eyes. Now she felt nauseous. Teddi rolled down her window, pulling a cigarette out of her small, black backpack and lit it. She took a long drag, resting her head against her seat and shutting her eyes. 

“You really should quit smoking.” Steve said.

“You used to smoke, remember?”

“Yeah, until they had that assembly and brought in that black pig lung. It was totally gross,” Steve flashed Teddi a lopsided grin when she let out a soft laugh. He reached over, taking her hand in his, squeezing it gently. “Listen, let’s not talk about this kinda stuff anymore, huh? We’ve got plenty of time for all that. I still am a kid. I don’t wanna have any any time soon.”

Teddi let out a breath of relief and nodded. “Deal.”

When they pulled up to the little cabin she lived in with her dad and younger sister, Steve turned to her with a smirk. “You sure you don’t wanna skip out with me for the rest of the day? Last chance, Teddi Girl.”

Teddi’s nose scrunched up as she leaned in and kissed him. “Rain check, okay? I promise. I just don’t want my dad to worry.”

Steve brushed some of her hair behind her ear. “Alright, alright. I’ll hold you to it.” Teddi said her goodbyes, kissing Steve again and heading up to the porch. The wooden planks groaned under her boots, signaling to those inside that she was home. 

Jim Hopper was lounged out in his recliner that sat in front of the TV just like he always was on his day off. El was perched beside him on the couch, the two of them snacking on chips and salsa while they watched some old Gilligan’s Island reruns. When Teddi walked in they both turned to look at her. El looked at her with this secret little smile of hers. Like she had known exactly where her older sister had been all night and was enjoying the scandal of it. Hopper frowned at his daughter. He too knew where Teddi had been, and he definitely wasn’t enjoying the scandal of it. 

“Ooo, Gilligan,” Teddi said, plopping down onto the couch next to her sister. “Which one is this?” she was ignoring the way that her dad was practically staring a hole in the side of her head. 

“They got superpowers from vegetables.” El said, shoving a chip that was nearly too big into her mouth. 

“Nice. I love this one.” Teddi grabbed a chip, reaching over to dip it into the salsa. Hopper grabbed the jar and held it away from her. The two finally made eye contact. 

“Where ya been, Ted?” he asked, eyebrows raised. He knew. Teddi knew that he knew. No point in lying.

Teddi shifted a little in her seat. “...With Steve.” 

Hopper groaned. It was no secret that he hated the fact that his two teenage daughters were dating. It didn’t help matters that Mike Wheeler and Steve Harrington were two of the most annoying kids he’d ever met. “Do you remember when you came to live with me?” he asked. “You were ten and you said that boys were gross?” 

Of course she remembered. Hopper had adopted Teddi eight years ago. Teddi saw it as an act of fate. She’d grown up with awful parents. They didn’t love her or care about her. Her father had some cushy job that she had never really understood. Something about working with the mayor. Hopper had been working homicide cases in the city. When Teddi’s father, Greg, had been discovered as the main culprit behind one of Hopper’s cases they’d taken him into custody. Now he was in prison for a long time with no sign of parole. There had been an investigation into her mother, Bonnie, and when the police discovered she was definitely not capable of raising Teddi it was decided she’d be put into the foster care system. 

“I think this is a sign, kid,” he had said. “We’re both looking for a fresh start. So what do you say?” Teddi had decided to take the leap of faith. In the short amount of time she had known Hopper he had shown her more kindness than anyone else she had known. Plus, she thought it was funny how grumpy he was. 

Now, Hopper looked over at his two daughters and sighed. “El, you mind giving us a second?” El didn’t need to be told twice. She knew Teddi was about to get one of his famous “Hop Talks”. She hopped up from the couch, shooting Teddi a sympathetic smile before disappearing into her room. Cindy Lauper started playing on the other side of the door. 

Hopper patted the arm of the couch, silently asking Teddi to scoot over. She moved closer, letting out a small sigh. “Dad…” 

He held up his hand. “Look, I get it, okay? You’re eighteen. You’re not a little girl anymore. You don’t need to ask dad for permission...as much as I absolutely hate it. And you and Harrington have been together long enough for me to know he’s not going anywhere any time soon,” he rolled his eyes. “But next time, can you give me a heads up? With as little amount of detail as possible. Just so I can have some peace of mind?”

“Sure, dad. I’ll leave a note next time,” she nodded. 

“See? I can be calm,” he crossed his arms firmly across his chest, grinning proudly. “No yelling. No banning Steve from the house. It’s a whole new Hop.”

Teddi snickered. “Yeah, Joyce sure has made a lot of progress.” she teased. All in all, Hopper was pretty easy to deal with. There were times when he could be the most stubborn man on the planet. And there were times when Teddi pushed his buttons as hard as she could. But they were family, and in the end they always worked things out. Even if sometimes it meant lots of yelling and telepathic tantrums on El’s end. 

Teddi was silent for a moment while she thought about her conversation she’d had in the car with Steve. “...Do you think I should marry Steve?” she asked.

Hopper choked on a chip. He sat up, coughing and sputtering. His face had gone all red and he had some tortilla chip crumbs in his mustache. “Do I think you should do what?! Why- why would you ask me that? Has he asked you?” so much for the new Hop.

“Nooo, no. He just brought it up. I don’t know...it freaked me out, I guess. And his mom says I’m her chance at grandkids-”

“That woman drives me crazy.” Hopper muttered. 

“She says hi, by the way.”

Hopper only grunted. “You know what? New rule. You and El aren’t getting married until I’m dead.” he said firmly. Teddi shot him a look and he let out a loud sigh. “I can’t believe I’m about to have this talk, because you’re only eighteen...but if Steve is the person you’re supposed to be with, the person you marry and settle down with, you’ll know it. I know you two think you’re in love now, and maybe you are, but marriage isn’t something you just do because you think it’s what’s right. Believe me,”

“The person you marry should be someone that’ll stick with you no matter what. No matter how bad things get. They’ll see the ugliest side of you and they wanna stick around. And they might drive you up the wall sometimes, but it’s all worth it in the end. That’s the kinda guy you need to marry. And if it’s not Steve then you’ll find him...but hopefully not ‘til after I’m dead.”

Teddi rolled her eyes. “Dad,” she groaned. Suddenly she felt jealous of El. She had that sort of relationship with Mike, and they were barely fourteen years old. At one point she might have thought she had that with Steve. Now she wasn’t so sure. “...Thanks. That actually really helps.” 

Hopper rested his hands behind his head, fighting a proud smile. “It’s what I’m here for.” 

“So you’re not mad? You don’t wanna ground me or something?”

Hopper chuckled. “Ground you? Do you want me to ground you?” 

Teddi smiled thinly. “I know, it sounds stupid when I say it out loud…”

“Nah. I get it. But you have plenty of time to be a dumb kid...although I’d apprectiate it if you could leave boys out of the mix.”

Teddi rolled her eyes and smiled. “Yeah, I bet. Do you mind if I take El out for a few hours before my shift?”

“As long as there’s no Mike,” he muttered. Teddi scoffed. “...Just make sure she’s home by curfew.”

Teddi gave her dad a thumbs up. “Deal. Love ya, Old Man.” she grinned over at him.

Hopper grumbled, once again trying to hide a smile. “Yeah, yeah. Love you too, Kiddo.”

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Summer time meant the Palace Arcade would be jam packed with kids. It seemed like every game had a line of tokens left by kids holding their place to be next to play. Teddi was bouncing back and forth between the prize counter and the floor. If she wasn’t taking change for tokens or trading in tickets for prizes she was fixing broken machines, replacing empty rolls of tickets and even mopping up a chocolate milkshake that Bradley Andrews slammed down onto the carpeted floors after losing at Qbert for the fifth time that night. Teddi banned him from the arcade for a week.

Things had dulled down for a bit. A lot of the kids were starting to funnel out and to their parents who were parked outside waiting to take them home. El and her friends were still there. They were in the corner taking turns at Galaga. Teddi watched on as her little sister happily played alongside Mike. 

“Can I get some tokens?” Teddi looked over at the red head who was standing on the other side of the counter, looking up at Teddi expectantly. She dropped three bucks and some quarters onto the counter top. 

Teddi eyed her carefully, taking her change. “...You’re new.” it wasn’t a question. Teddi knew every kid in Hawkins. She had never seen this girl before.

The redhead gave Teddi a look like she had started speaking in a different language. “...Yeah.”

“Did you just move here or something?” Teddi asked.

The girl shifted impatiently. “We moved here Friday.”

“Ooo, from where?”

“California.” she huffed.

“Nice! I’ve always wanted to go there. How come you moved here? It sucks here.”

“I know it does. And you’d have to ask my step dad. He sucks even more than Hawkins.” she smiled a little when Teddi laughed. 

“Well, I’m Teddi. I’m pretty much always here,” she nodded over to where Eleven was. “That’s my sister, El. Her and her friends are around your age, I think. They’re pretty cool kids. I mean if you’re looking for people to hang around with.” she offered. 

“...Max. And I’m not really...I kinda prefer being on my own,” she explained. “But, thanks...I guess.” she took the tokens from Teddi and hurried off towards the Dig Dug machine. The bell on the door rang, and Teddi looked up to see Steve walking in. He was still in his Scoops Ahoy uniform. 

Steve leaned across the counter to kiss her, Teddi’s nose filling with the smell of waffle cone batter and butterscotch. She looked up at him with a happy but tired smile. “They’re putting you through the ringer tonight, huh?” Steve asked with a chuckle.

Teddi groaned. “You have no idea. I don’t think my night can get any worse.”

“Oh yeah? Well, what if I told you I stopped by the food court after work,” he held up a white paper bag. “And got you one of those giant sugar cookies you like from Mrs. Fields?” he grinned, waving the bag out in front of her. 

“I’d say, Steve Harrington, you are the absolute love of my life,” she sighed happily, snatching the bag from him. Teddi was sure that she had put on a good ten to fifteen pounds since the Starcourt mall had opened that summer. But it was hard to say no to a sugar cookie with sprinkles that was as big as her head. 

Teddi took a bite, her eyes shutting and her head falling back as she let out a content groan. Steve laughed. “Jeez, I don’t think I can even get those kinda noises out of you.” He teased.

Teddi felt herself blush. She playfully pushed Steve. “Shut up. I’ve had a long da-” she was cut off by the sound of a horn out in the parking lot. It was loud enough that everyone inside turned to look outside, trying to figure out who the culprit was. Whoever it was, they weren’t letting up any time soon. Teddi let out an annoyed groan. She stomped outside, her eyes landing on a dark blue Camaro that was parked directly in front of the door.

She didn’t recognize the guy that was honking. He was her age, but he hadn’t gone to Hawkins High. “Hey! Douchebag! Do you mind? Lay off the horn!” she yelled. The boy poked his head out of his window and fixed a glare in her direction.

“Bite me, Barbie. Why don’t you mind your own?” he spat. What a dick, Teddi thought with a scoff. He looked Teddi up and down before flashing what Teddi had to admit was a charming smile. It still didn’t make her want to hit him any less. “On second thought, how ‘bout you hop in and I’ll do the biting?” he smirked.

“How about I shove my foot up your ass you-” Teddi lunged forward, moving towards the Camaro. Before she could step off the curb Steve caught her by the wrist. 

“Eeeasy there, Teddi Girl. Just ignore him, huh? Hey! Come on, dude. Lay off the horn will ya?” Steve tried to reason.

“Aye, aye, Skipper!” he called back at Steve, saluting him mockingly. 

“Billy, will you cut it out?” it was Max. She was standing next to Teddi with a skateboard in her hands. “Let’s just get out of here, okay?” she walked over to the car, shooting an apologetic and bashful look back at Teddi.

“I said nine, Max. It’s almost nine twenty. Susan’s gonna throw a bitch fit at me because your ass can’t be on time.” Billy spat as Max climbed in beside him. He didn’t look back at Teddi or Steve as he peeled out of his parking spot and sped off. 

Teddi glared at the tail lights of the Camaro until they were no longer in sight. Steve let out a short laugh. “Jesus, that guy’s an asshole, huh?” 

“Huh? Oh, yeah. A complete asshole,” she let out a loud sigh. “I gotta get inside and start closing up. Thanks for the cookie.” she stood on her toes to kiss him.

“Sure, sure. Hey, how about that rain check for the movies tomorrow?”

“I’m at the pool in the morning. I’ll call you after and see?”

“Deal. I’ll see ya later, Ted.” he leaned in to kiss her again before heading back to his car. Teddi let out a long, tired sigh and went back inside. She was glad to be rid of the night from hell. Her body was practically begging to crawl into bed. 

Joyce Byers pulled up outside, honking her horn once and waving. Teddi waved back, saying her goodbyes to Will, Lucas, Mike and Dustin as they all filed out and piled into Joyce’s car for a ride home. Only El was left. “Who was that boy that was honking?” she asked, drawing imaginary designs on the glass of the prize booth. 

“I think his name’s Billy. There was a new girl, Max, in here earlier and I guess he’s her brother. He’s a total asshole.” Teddi scoffed, thinking back to their interaction. 

El watched her sister carefully, that secret smile appearing on her lips again. “Oh.” was all she said. 

Teddi turned to look at her with a suspicious expression. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“You know like what,” Teddi reaching into her back pocket, grabbing her keys and tossing them to Eleven. “How about you go turn on the van and stop trying to read my feelings, ET.” El only laughed, turning on her heels and hurrying out to the van. Teddi shook her head and let out a sigh. At least she wasn’t the only one that was intrigued by the new boy in town. 

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[vennilavee]

The Space Between

TSB masterlist TSB Extras: Drabbles/Headcanons/Music

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x POCReader 

Summary: Bucky Barnes has been dead for a few years. You’re reminded of him and his love every time you look at your daughter, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Warnings: kids, mentions of pregnancy, character death, cursing, smut

Word Count: 1k+

A/N: A lil intro thing to a potential series I’ll probably be writing because I love this idea lmao. I’ve been posting all my old stuff that I’ve just had saved on my laptop and this is one of those things. As always, thanks for reading!

It was strange to think there was a time when you didn’t want Mira. When you were terrified of what the cruel world would do to a baby, when you were so lost and confused. You didn’t want to raise a baby, not without Bucky. Even after Mira was born, you could hardly look at her without seeing Bucky, without seeing her Bucky staring back at her, half expecting him to waltz back into her apartment after days, months, years with that stupid, dimpled grin on his face.

It was cruel. That Bucky had only gotten half a real chance to be himself before being taken away again. Your heart is always aching for him, aching for the life he should have had, the life he deserved to have. It never seemed to turn off. The desperate desire to have him in your arms again. You think you’d give a limb to see him take his daughter to the park, for him to hear his daughter’s hyper laughter singing in his ears, for his baby girl to fall asleep on his chest. Most of all, you wished Mira could have had time with him and that he could have seen what a great dad he would have been.  

Mira was a carbon copy of you from when you were a baby. She had the same nose, the same thick eyebrows, the same chin, the same curly hair. But she had Bucky’s eyes and his smile. Her eyes weren’t as bright and blue as Bucky’s were- they were closer to a navy blue. Her big eyes reminded you of Bucky every minute of every day, and still, your heart skipped beats when you looked into your daughter’s eyes. Mira even had her father’s quiet, reserved demeanor- she hardly ever cried, except for the occasional time. Mira hated being around strangers and would become fussy if someone she didn’t know was around her, hiding her face in her mama’s neck.

One of the few reasons you had found the strength to make it this far with Mira, besides Mira herself, was Steve, Sam, Nat, Tony and the rest of the gang. After Bucky was gone, they took care of you when you were hysterical, when you had found out that you were pregnant only weeks after he had left, when you screamed yourself raw that you couldn’t, wouldn’t have this baby without him. But Mira was the only living part of him that you had left. You needed Mira as much as she needed you. Steve was a godsend during your pregnancy, and even after it. He had basically become roommates with you and you hadn’t protested. His presence was always welcome in her home, his eyes always brought you back home.

You were so tired all the time, your heart felt like it was being pulled in fifteen separate ways, all you could hear was white noise except for Steve. Steve made sure you were healthy- he got you out of your apartment, got you to work, got you to read, to watch movies and smile a little bit again. You had even started speaking to your baby bump, telling your baby absent-mindedly about his or her beautiful father and how if he was here, he would be crying, too.

You would visit his tombstone as often as you could, just to feel like you were speaking to him. Even though there wasn’t a body in the grave. Again. You would tell him how their baby was kicking now, that you had gotten the sex of the baby checked, that the baby was a girl. ‘I know you’d be crying right now. You always wanted a girl, baby.’ You told him how sometimes you wouldn’t be doing that great, sometimes it felt like the world was collapsing around you and that sometimes you wanted to collapse with it. But their baby would make you feel better without even saying anything. You told him about Steve- ‘I know he feels so guilty about this. Again. It’s killing him, baby. It’s killing him. He loves you so much. We all do.’ And then you would cry for what felt like hours, before feeling the soft kick of your baby, silently signaling that she should go home.

Today, you were taking Mira with her to Steve’s place after work for dinner. You were itching for a beer and you knew your baby girl missed her Unc’a Steve. You had stopped working at the hospital and instead opted to work at the urgent care clinic, where your hours would be a more flexible for you to be there for Mira the way you wanted to be.

“Hi princess,” You scooped up your daughter at the daycare and pressed a kiss to her cheek, grinning when she started giggling at her mama.

“Ma!”

You tugged Mira’s jacket onto her while she was still in your arms. You asked the daycare instructor how Mira was doing with other kids to which she replied, “She’s quiet, but she’ll get there. She’s been playing with a few of the kids- You shouldn’t worry too much, ma’am. She’s a charmer when she wants to be.”

Of course, she is, you think dryly, She’s her father’s child through and through.

“Guess where we’re going today, Miru?” You asked once you had buckled her into her car seat.

“Ice cweam?” Mira asked hopefully, her blue eyes shining up at her. You almost cracked, but you stood your ground.

“No, princess,” You laughed, nuzzling her cheek with your nose, “Want to go see Unc’a Steve?”

“Unc’a Steve!!!” Mira’s toothy, dimpled smile made your heart skip a beat again.

“Maybe you can ask him for ice cream, huh, Mira?” You asked, making your way to the driver’s side of the car.

“Unc’a Steve!!!” She shouted happily, playing with her stuffed Winter Soldier plushie. She had the rest of them, too- Iron Man, Cap, Hulk, Thor, Falcon, Black Widow. But the Winter Soldier toy was her favorite. You showed Mira pictures of Bucky as much as you could. You knew she would be asking about her father soon, and you wanted her to have an idea of who he was. You wanted her to know that Bucky Barnes was her father, even if he wasn’t here. As cliché as you knew the idea that her daughter subconsciously knew who her father was, you couldn’t help the tears that escaped her when Mira had first made a beeline for the Winter Soldier plushie. You knew Steve had been teary eyed, too, because his hand gravitated to yours, looking for comfort.

You felt like a phoenix who has just risen from the ashes as you drive off into the setting sun. Mira’s babbles fill the air and your heart doesn’t feel as heavy as usually does.

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