#joyce byers oneshot

[ddejavvu]

we always talk and dbf!hopper and maybe he’s a little mean but we are MISSING THE MARKET HEREEE

cus what about parents!bestfriends jopper.

joyce can be all soft eyes, holding hands, soothing words, rubbing her hand up n down ur back making excuses while hopper simultaneously gets mean with swatting ur ass during a punishment or a ‘reminder’

(in my head with the reminder thing, he’d probably make it make sense, saying it’s for ur own good, cus ur a good girl but this ensures u stay one, he knows u haven’t done a single bad thing but! look at how well ur taking it now! and this is just him repeating how u should act or who u shouldn’t speak to etcetc, even if you follow their unspoken rules religiously)

today is multiverse monday, send me any au you can think of! :)

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters), minors dni.

cw: (legal) age gap and power dynamics at play, don't like, don't read.

NO WAY.. babe, why did you spring this on me at the beginning of a work week bc i won't be able to focus at ALL. jesus christ, okay i need to foam at the mouth for a bit about this thank u <3

joyce is kissing your face, smoothing out your hair, holding you on her lap while your ass is bared for jim to swat at. they'd both been unnerved by the way one of the neighborhood boys has been ogling you lately, and they know you'd never give him the time of day, but they just want to make sure.

joyce is all sweet smiles and soft words, kissing your trembling lips as you wait for jim to spank you again, practically pushing your ass out in search of his hand. technically, it's a punishment/reminder, so you shouldn't be enjoying it, but they both know you do, and jim isn't going to take that away from you. she's promising you that you're their perfect angel, that they know you'd never bother with men like that, but that they just have to remind u just in case. And even typically mean dom!jim is softened by how earnest you are, begging him for kiss between swats at your ass.

he's softened by your sweetness, and he takes your face in his big, rough hands, cupping your cheeks like you're made of glass and pressing soft kisses to your lips as you press your own, more desperate ones to his. he lets you kiss at his mouth and reciprocates gently, calming you down from where you're begging for more. and when you're done, when your ass is sore and jim can't find it in himself to remind you of something he knows you won't do anyways anymore, he'll switch positions with joyce, settling against the headboard of your bed and opening his arms for a cuddle. you crawl up against his chest, and joyce tucks herself against his shoulder as you get pampered and loved on, promised that you're perfect for them and that they love you more than anything :')

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[strawberryvmp]

Best Birthday Gift Ever!

☆((((A/N:Hello beautiful people! Sorry for not posting any chapters of 'Idiot Lipstick!' I was just having a difficult time making up ideas for chapter 4 and 5 but I brainstormed and have great ideas for the next two chapters of 'Idiot Lipstick!' so get ready!♡

☆((((Plus-size friendly and POC friendly♡

☆A sweet short of Joyce and trans reader as her kid♡((P.S SHE IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!

☆Pronouns for reader:She/Her

☆Tags: Reader MtF, Will, Jonathan, Jane, Sweetheart Joyce, Best mom, Wholesome family moment, TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF

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It's been a year since you came out to the whole family about you being transgender and wanted to be addressed as a girl. Joyce was shocked but she was happy you were finally being your true self and growing up to a beautiful young woman. After that day she tried saving up money for bottom and top surgery but struggled with making up the money at the end of day because of bills and also feeding four mouths. It disappointed you couldn't really be your full true self and had you in the dumps for awhile.

You're younger brother Will tried cheering you up by drawing different animals you liked or telling you corny knock knock jokes he picked from Dustin, but none of them worked. It broke her heart when she saw how upset you were. She missed seeing your bubbly personality brightening up the house and just stayed cooed up in your bedroom. She also saw how it affected Jane too. You and her were attached to the hip! You did everything together ! Shop, cook together,watch scary movies past bedtime. She missed out with her favorite big sister.

Joyce was worried about your birthday coming up. 'Would you even come out of your room?' 'Or even care about celebrating it in the first place!?' Her mind kept racing while she walked back and forth in the kitchen with her thumb resting on her chin. "Mom, are you okay?" Jonathan said while leaning on the kitchen counter. She sighed and looked at him with soft eyes."Not really I'm worried about (y/n). She has been in her room all this month." She said, "I'm worried about her too. She's pretty upset about not having her surgery." Jonathan crossed his arm over his chest. "I know,I know, I know, I just wish I could afford it. I just want to see her happy. That's all I want." Joyce rubbed her forehead. "I know mom. I want to see her happy too." He rubbed her back. "Maybe  you could make her boobs." Jane said in a soft tone. Joyce looked at her, Jane was holding two lemons in her hand holding it out for Joyce. "Make boobs?" Jonathan said with a confused expression. Jane nodded. "Wait! That's a great idea kiddo!" Joyce took the lemons out of Jane's hands, placing them on the counter. "Wait! I'm so confused!" Jonathan said. Joyce was running up stairs towards her bedroom. She closed her bedroom door and started looking for her old sewing kit.

So here she is sitting on her bed working on her birthday gift for tomorrow. After five hours poking her skin with the needle countless times she was finally done! She placed your birthday gift into a (Favorite color☆) box and tied a white bow on it. "One point for mom." She said to herself and patted her shoulder. But she wasn't done yet she still needed to finish decorating and also picking up your birthday dress from the cleaners. She knew tomorrow would be the best damn birthday you ever had.

~The next day~

You were sleeping on your side, your back face towards the bedroom door. 'The Smiths' playing in the background on a low setting coming from your litter radio Steve gave you for your birthday two years ago. You kept sleeping peacefully until your peace was disturbed. Someone walked in your room pinching your shoulder softly. "Hey birthday girl. It's time to wake up from your slumber." You heard a soft chuckle at the end. "Leave me alone…." You groan. " WE CAN'T IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!" Jane shouted from the doorway of your room. Will and Jonathan pulled the blankets off of you. You covered yourself from the coldness of your room. "What the hell! I said leave me alone you gremlins!" You sighed heavily holding your knees to your chest. "I don't want to celebrate my stupid birthday." You said quietly.

"Come on (y/n)." Jonathan kneeling next to your bed. " Listen, I know things have been pretty shitty for you, and I'm sorry about that. I really wish I could change that. I miss hanging out with you. We all do! It's the same with you staying in your room all day." You turned your head away from Jonathan. "Please (y/n)." You heard Jane's soft voice. "I miss hanging out with my big sister." How could you say no to her? You would literally do anything for her at the end of the day! "Fine! I stay for cake but after that I'm immediately  going back to my room." You got up from your bed immediately Jane grabbed your hand dragging you downstairs. "Morning birthday girl!" Your mom said sipping on her coffee. There were few gifts on the dining room table and a couple of birthday cards laid against the gift. "Hey." You walked over to the table and sat down. "I planned so much today! I made reservation to your favorite restaurant!" Your mom brightly smiles. You sighed heavily. "Listen mom….I just want to cut my cake and go straight back to my room." You said looking down at the table. "I know things have been rough for you sweetheart. But I think you really want to open at least one birthday present." She finished her coffee and grabbed the (Favorite color☆) box and placed it in front of you. "Fine I guess…I opened it." you groan. Everyone was watching you opening the gift Joyce gave to you first. At this point it was probably some band shirt or another book she thought you would like. But it was something way better than those things. You pulled out a pair of sewn soft pairs of breasts. You stayed quite just staring at them. "I know It's not the real deal but I promise once I save up enough money -" You tightly hugged her and buried your face in her shoulder. "Thank you so much mom! Best birthday gift ever!" You said while sodding in her shirt. All your siblings joined in the hug. You let go of your mom and she kissed your forehead. "Go ahead, get change sweetheart, we still have lots to do."Joyce gigged.

You ran up stairs to your room seeing a beautiful flowy dress on your bed. You slipped on your bra and placed the two sewn breasts inside gently, you looked over at your mirror. "Looking good hottie." you finger gun at the mirror. You slipped on your dress and put your pearl necklaces on after fixing your hair. You heard a soft knock on your bedroom door. "Come in!" The door slowly opened and Jane walked inside your room. "You are so pretty (y/n). Really pretty." Jane said softly. "Thank you J. Do you want to help me with my make-up?" "Of course!" She walked over to and started working on your make-up. The whole time Jane was catching you up on the latest gossip in Hawkins while you were gone. "No way! How the hell did she do that!" Jane giggled. "I have no clue. Finished!" You open your eyes and see the masterpiece Jane did on your face. "Holy crap J! You did an amazing job!" You hugged her tightly." Best little sister that a girl could ever ask for." Jane hugged you back. "Best big sister ever." She hummed. "Come she should get going." You said letting her go. "Last one there is a rotting egg!" She stormed out of the bedroom. "Hey not fair J!"

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#stranger things #jonathan byers #will byres #joyce byers #jane hopper #joyce stranger things #joyce byers oneshot #joycd byers fluff #trans reader #joyce x reader

[m3talmunson]

WORD COUNT: 2,296 (just warning u <3 enjoy loves)

Steve didn't expect anyone to remember. It's not like his parents ever remembered to leave a message. It's not like Nancy remembered (although, a couple months later she called him bullshit, and well, that takes the cake). He never bothered to tell the kids, and he didn't blame Robin for not remembering when the day they told eachother they were still coming off of those Russian drugs. He remembered hers though. He remembered that her birthday was March 10th. He threw her a surprise party, invited her band nerds, invited Eddie, fresh out of the hospital, invited Dustin and Erica, their whole trauma bonded troop.

And somehow in the mix, a month later when it was his turn, nobody remembered his.

That was, at least, what he believed. But one person remembered.

A week prior, Dustin had got his grubby little hands on the information of Steve's birthday. He needed to know and wasn't willing to ask Steve, not willing to expose that he didn't know the older man's birthday. So he asked around.

After going down the list, through most of the other kids, through Robin, and even Eddie, he ended up slinked over at the Byers-Hopper residence, quizzing El on how far her powers go, if she could maybe find a way to figure out his birthday. El explained that she probably can't do that, but she was willing to try for Dustin's sake. She rushed into the living room, Dustin in tow, finding the nearest radio and trying to rush out with it before getting stopped by Hopper and Joyce, who were on the couch watching the TV, which those two gremlins so unceremoniously cut in front of it twice already.

"Woah woah woah! Slow down there, what's going on?" Hop asked. He knows when El frantically needs access to a radio, that something's going on.

"It's Steve." She says, not offering any context. That immediately gets Joyce into defensive mode. Nobody messes with her boys. Or any of her kids, for that matter.

"What's wrong with Steve?" She asks, jolting up out of her comfortable position.

"Woah hold on, he's ok!" Dustin explains. At that, Joyce let's out a relieved sigh and lays back into Hoppers arm that was just wrapped around her.

"Yes! He is ok, we just need to see him." El finally explained.

"Yeah! About early June a year ago I said something about his age and I was wrong, which means his birthday is some time soon and I don't know it! And El said she might know a way to find out!"

"Oh you don't need to go through all that! Steve's birthday is next Thursday. I was gonna make him a cake and bring it to his house, like I did last year! Why didn't you just ask around?"

All three of the others in the room were confused by her response, even Hop, who had never even thought of the idea of doing something for the Harrington boy's birthday, even though he's the closest thing to a father figure the boy has got.

"Next week??" Hopper asked, suddenly feeling bad for not knowing that about the boy, or that Joyce has been the only one caring for him the year prior on his birthday.

"No I did ask around! You just happen to be the only person in Hawkins to know it!" Dustin said, cutting off any answer that might have come to Hopper's question.

"Not even Nancy or Robin or Eddie?"

"Nope. You're the only one." El said. El didn't really have a birthday, so they threw her a 'Found You!' party every year. It gave Will something better to focus on that day every year, so it made everyone pretty happy. She knew how much birthdays meant now.

"Well that just can't be. We'll have to throw him a party. Everyone needs a good send off into year 20." Hopper said, standing up and getting Joyce and El and Dustin to the dining room table, pulling Will away from his painting too, to plan how they were doing this.

One game plan, a thoroughly scribbled-on napkin, and a couple of phone calls later, Robin and Eddie were in on it, finding a way to get Steve from work to the Byers-Hopper house on a random Thursday. Robin wouldn't be working that day, so Steve wouldn't need to drive her to work. Eddie was fresh out of high school, (it really was his year!) so he did actually have a job, but he was pretty used to spending his lunches at Family Video.

They decided that Eddie would offer to hang out after work, shoot the shit or whatever, and pick Steve up from his house after work, bringing him to the house where the kids and everyone would be waiting.

This year, Steve was going to feel valued, no matter what.

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Steve woke up, dreaded his shift ahead, and got ready as per usual that day. It didn't really matter that it was his birthday, there was no red dot on the receiver saying anyone else knew it was his birthday and might have called, so he pretended it was just a normal day, exactly like the rest of the world was doing.

The real crime is that his birthday fell on a Thursday. Thursdays, even over summer, are the slowest days for Family Video, so they don't even bother scheduling two people for the day. So he couldn't even hope Robin had maybe remembered his birthday, because he wouldn't see her all day. He would at least see Eddie, who he thought didn't know his birthday, so he couldn't feel bad for not telling Eddie, and Eddie couldn't feel bad for forgetting.

He had grown to love Eddie's lunch visits, sitting behind the counter talking to someone who understood him, who he could lower his mask around. Not all the way though. There are some parts of Steve that are for Robin's eyes only. Like the fact that he has feelings for Eddie. Feelings that he intended to keep hidden away. Where they were safe. Where he was safe.

Nonetheless, he lit up when that bell above the door chimed at 12:35, accommodating the quick ride from the record store Eddie worked at.

And, so what if Eddie didn't know it was his birthday, Eddie still asked to hang out after work, said "I found a spot you'll want to see," in that voice of his that eludes mischief, and Steve was in. He was going to go home, put on a nicer shirt and the watch he forgot on the bathroom counter that morning, and he was going to hang out with Eddie for his birthday.

He kept that dinky little smirk on his face for the rest of the day, and clocked out the moment Keith walked into those doors to pick up the closing shift, not sticking around for chit chat. He had 20 minutes till Eddie was off of work, which meant he had 30 minutes to get home, change shirts, spray on fresh cologne, and then pretend he wasn't waiting by the door to hear Eddie knock.

When he did though, Steve was not prepared to see a Eddie's bandana wave at him.

"You're gonna want full shock value for this one, big boy." Eddie said, whilst Steve hoped Eddie didn't see the blood rise to his cheeks at the nickname.

"Can I at least put it on in the van?"

"I'll settle for that if you don't gripe about the music!" Eddie joked. He had actually gotten a tape from Jonathan of Tears for Fears, so he knew Steve wouldn't.

"How am I supposed to do that when you blare it loud enough for Indianapolis to hear?"

"I think you'll like it today Stevie." Eddie said, opening the car door for Steve and giving a little bow, then watching Steve tie the bandana around his eyes as he walked around to the driver's side.

"Feel like I'm getting the full El treatment." Steve chuckled, as he heard the car door open.

"Hardy har, just make sure you can't see. I mean the shock value thing." He said, turning the key in the ignition. As the music started, Steve let out a little gasp, and reached blindly for Eddie's arm beside him.

"Is this?? Tears for Fears?? Aw, Eds, you don't hate all of my music after all, how sweet." Steve joked.

Eddie was thankful that Steve was blindfolded, so he couldn't see the pink tinge to his face.

"Just for you Stevie."

Steve relished in the quiet music, the bumps in the road, and the comfortable silence between him and Eddie with a smile on his face. It was a miracle, to Steve, that someone cares for him on his birthday, even unknowingly, because it hadn't happened in so long. Steve was even contemplating telling Eddie it was his birthday, thanking Eddie for the best birthday he had in a long time, when the van stopped, and the music right after.

"We're here!" Eddie told Steve. "Ah ah ah, don't take the blindfold off, I'll help you where we're going. Full. Shock. Value."

"I'm beginning to think it's a special occasion or something." Steve said, like it wasn't one. That hurt Eddie's heart a little, but it's ok, he thought. Steve will know how loved he is soon.

"C'mon, I'll help you up the steps." Eddie offered, grabbing Steve's hand for completely platonic reasons.

"Steps? Eddie where are we?" Steve asked.

"Full shock value, remember?" He said, opening the door for Steve and guiding by the shoulders into the Byers-Hopper living room, where the party, Jonathan, Nancy, Robin, Joyce, and Hopper were waiting behind a cake that Hopper haphazardly stuck 20 blue and green candles on. Lucas even dragged Erica along, when she pretended she didn't want to go wish Steve happy birthday.

"Blindfold off Stevie." Eddie said.

Steve didn't expect anyone to remember. Didn't expect to peek from behind the blindfold with one eye and be serenaded with a chorus of "SURPRISE!!!"

He stepped back into Eddie at the loud noise, Eddie grabbing back on to Steve's shoulders.

Steve didn't expect Joyce to be holding up a cake with 20 lit candles, didn't expect Dustin to rush to his side, didn't expect Hopper to clap him on the back after he stepped forward.

"Happy birthday kiddo." Hop said.

"How did you- when did- guys!!" He said, looking down at the cake.

"Red velvet and chocolate icing, with blue and green candles, your favorite." Joyce told him.

"Just like last year-" He was cut off by Joyce putting down the cake on the coffee table and wrapping Steve up in a hug. Which caused the rest of the group, even Mike, to wrap Steve in a huge group hug. When they all pulled away, Lucas held up the cake.

"Make a wish, man." He said.

"Guys- I don't deserve all this, how can I-"

"Oh cut the shit Steve, we love you. Now, you heard him, make a wish."

And so, Steve closed his eyes, thought for a second, and blew out the candles. And then, just like that, the big old sheet cake was getting sliced into enough squares for all of them.

As the party went on, and they all laughed, and drank an obscene amount of soda, Steve slipped into the silent outdoors offered by the Byers-Hopper back porch swing. He stared off into the treeline, hoping nobody would notice his absence. He would be back inside in a minute or two, he just needed to catch his breath after it all. Then he heard the squeak of the screen door, and saw Eddie's leather jacket sleeve before looking back into the tree line.

Eddie took a seat to Steve's right, and placed a little wrapped package on Steve's lap.

"Oh Eddie, you didn't have to-"

"Open it." Eddie cut him off.

Steve carefully tore the (oddly enough, very neatly done) wrapping paper away, revealing a hellfire shirt.

"You? You got me a hellfire shirt? But I'm not a part of the party?" Steve failed to stop the smile from leaking into his face.

"Of course you are? Considering how since school got out you've let us use your house, you drive the goblins around, and you've been doing it for years! It's about time you have one." Eddie explained.

Now, Steve couldn't stop the tears from gathering in his eyes.

"Yeah but, I don't deserve any of this. Anyone can drive those kids around, anyone can lend you a space, it's the least I could do. Hell, I'm not even going to college, I'm just another a high school has-been asshole working at a barely above minimum-wage job. There's so many better people you guys could have chosen to care about." Steve settled his eyes back on the treeline, trying his best to hide the tears that his voice revealed, that were now slowly streaming down his face.

"Steve no. Absolutely not. You're so much more than that to all of us. To me." That got Steve to look back at Eddie. Eddie held Steve's face in his hands, let the tears run down his arms."You're our warrior, you keep those little misfits safe, you saved my life. And we all know you would take bullets for those dorks. You heard Little Red. We love you, Steve..." Eddie hesitated, looking away for a moment. "I love you, Steve. Even if none of the other assholes in this world will, I do."

Steve couldn't let Eddie go on any longer. Not when he was saying stuff like that. So he closed the distance. And when Eddie kissed back, he knew everything would be alright.

He didn't expect people to remember. He didn't expect people to care about him. But now he finally understood, the unequivocally did.

#for plot purposes imagine S4 took place early february #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steve stranger things #dustin henderson #eddie stranger things #steddie blurb #steddie drabble #steddie fanfic #oneshot #joyce byers #jim hopper #jopper

[davidsons89]

I hope you feel better soon💕 How about one with a Byers!reader and she finds out she’s pregnant and has to tell Joyce, maybe Billy or Eddie is her bf ?

addicted — b.h & e.m

pairings ; eddie munson x female byers!reader billy hargrove x female byers!reader

summary ; you’re friends with benefits with both billy and eddie when you suddenly get pregnant and have a hard time figuring out who the dad could be. you decide to have a talk with your mom joyce to figure things out.

warnings ; fwb, mentions of teenage pregnancy, crying, panic attack, mentions of past unprotected sex (idk if there’s anymore)

authors note ; i couldn’t decide between billy and eddie so why not do both?😉 — reader is single ps this was kinda rushed so idk if i like it but anyway hahaha

Billy and Eddie do not know about each other. Billy doesn’t know you’re having sex with Eddie, and neither does Eddie know you’re having sex with Billy. You’re keeping them both a secret from each other and everyone else, mainly for the reason you don’t want to be labeled as a slut.

You’re far from a slut. You’re the sister of Jonathan and Will Byers. Two of the weirdest boys in Hawkins. Or so everyone says. But you’re different from them. They’ve always wanted to stay out of the crowd whereas you always try to fit in.

And you did fit in. You’re super pretty, you get lots of attention from the guys at school, but no one compares to Billy Hargrove. Or so you thought different when you met Eddie Munson a few months later.

Let’s cut to the chase. You started sleeping with Billy not long after you met him, but neither of you were looking for a relationship. You meant nothing to each other but sex. You became friends with benefits and fucked at any given chance you could. Whether that be at school, in his car or at home when nobody’s there. When there’s a will, there’s a way.

Then three months later you met Eddie Munson. A nerdy metal head who played D&D with your little brother and his friends. You two got along pretty well, and it wasn’t long before you took an interest in each other. But again, you made it clear that you weren’t looking for love.

He felt the same way. He was in it for the sex just as much as you were. And before you knew it, you had two of Hawkins High’s prettiest boys wrapped around your finger. Nobody else deserves the title of being friends with benefits with Y/N Byers. Nobody.

And in no time you were fucking them both behind their backs. Neither Eddie or Billy knew about each other. That’s just how secretive you are. Weeks keep going by of you sleeping with both boys back and forth, taking it in turns to fuck them then go to the other one. You couldn’t help it. You’re practically a sex addict at this point.

And they’re both so good. You just couldn’t decide who’s better. They’re both amazing at sex and know what to do at all times to keep you pleased. That was mainly the reason you couldn’t leave any of them. Having two friends with benefits is better than one, right? There’s no shame in that.

But Billy is super protective. Even though you’re not in a relationship, he still claims you as his. He doesn’t want you to fuck other boys, he doesn’t want you to look at another boy. You don’t get it, but he’s just like that. This is why you had to be extra careful with Eddie otherwise he would beat the crap out of him.

Weeks of unprotected sex keeps going by. You’re going strong and you’re confident that everything is fine. You’re too focused on your pleasure to worry about using condoms or birth control. This was one of your biggest regrets to this day.

You woke up one morning feeling sick as hell. You thought it was just period cramps, until you went to the bathroom and saw no blood. Checking the date, you realize you’re late for your period. You start to panic and rush to your room to grab a pregnancy test.

You kept them hidden from your mom in the bottom of your closet underneath your clothes. You’ve had them ever since you started having sex with your first boyfriend. Now they’re there for emergencies. Such as right now.

Rushing back to the bathroom, you take the test and wait a few minutes for the results to show. You pace around the bathroom, feeling like you’re drenched in sweat but it’s just fear taking over your body. What the hell are you supposed to do if it says positive? How can you take care of a baby? You’re just 17 years old.

After waiting long enough, you take a deep breath and reach for the test. Picking it up, you close your eyes for a split second to calm your nerves, only to widen them when you see the results. Positive. You throw the test on the floor and put your hands on your head. Shit. What are you supposed to do now?

You sit in the bathroom and cry by yourself for a little while. Some minutes go by and you hear the door knob rattle and turn. Someone is trying to get in. Your eyes glare at the door in panic until you hear your mom speak. “Y/N, are you in there?” She says. You sigh, unsure whether it’s of relief or fear.

She’s your mom. She’s there for you, but this is one thing you don’t know how to tell her. “Yeah” sniffling, you wipe your tears and unlock the door. “I need to use— sweetie, what’s wrong?” She frowns when she notices you crying. You don’t reply, you sit back down on the edge of the bathtub and she makes her way over to you, shutting the door behind her.

“Oh honey, is everything ok?” She asks, sitting down beside you on the bathtub, putting her arm around your shoulder as you sob into your hands. How are you supposed to tell her? You threw the test on the floor somewhere, but Joyce hasn’t noticed it.

You’re too shaken up to answer her. It’s almost like you’re hyperventilating, making yourself worry with tears. “I’m- I’m sorry” you cough. You’re working yourself up. Joyce is trying to calm you down by shushing and comforting you. “Sorry? What are you sorry for, Y/N?” She rubs your back, concerned by your level of sadness.

“I- I messed up” you cry, rubbing your waterfall of tears away with your hands. Joyce is confused but she’s trying to figure it out. “What? What do you mean sweetie?” Her voice is as calm and soothing as ever. She’s your mom, she’s amazing at comforting you.

You didn’t want to use your words, but you’re too far into it to back out of it. She needs to know. You point to the floor, sniffling as more tears roll down your cheeks. “What?” She frowns, looking down to where you’re pointing to notice a pregnancy test on the floor. She says nothing but widens her eyes. She doesn’t want to make the situation any worse.

She reaches down to pick it up, reading it. Positive. “Oh, Y/N sweetie” Joyce sighs as you drop your head in your hands, crying and panicking at once. “I’m sorry mom” you cry it out as she continues to comfort you. This isn’t easy, it’s not something that can be dealt with in the snap of a finger. It’s a huge thing and your mom is here for you.

“It’s ok, shh, shh” she tries her best to calm you down with her hand rubbing your back. You’re over worked up at this point, you can barely breathe properly. You’re panicking and hyperventilating like crazy. “Come on, let’s go to your room” Joyce softly says, standing up and grabbing your hand to guide you to your bedroom.

You sit on the bed and wipe away your tears as your mom closes the door, sitting down beside you after doing so. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Joyce asks, grabbing your hands and holding them in your lap to comfort you. She wants to know you can feel comfortable talking to her about anything.

You hesitatingly shake your head. You don’t want to lie but you don’t want to admit that you’re sleeping with two guys behind everyone’s backs. You don’t want to put a bad name to yourself even though nobody would care as much as you think. “No- no boyfriend” you sniffle, fiddling with your moms hands in your lap to distract yourself.

“That’s ok sweetie, you don’t need a boyfriend to get pregnant” Joyce speaks in a supportive tone. She is always there for her kids, she wouldn’t dare raise her voice at you. She knows what teenagers are like, she was one herself once. “I’ve just- I’ve been… fooling around I guess” you shrug, not knowing the right way to approach it.

“Who with? I’m sure you can have a talk with him about figuring things out” Joyce rubs your hands. “That’s the thing… it’s- it’s not just one guy” you put your head down to avoid looking your mom in the eyes. “Oh- uh” she stammers. Now she’s the one who doesn’t know what to say.

You suddenly felt like the room got awkward as hell. “It’s two guys from school” you say to fill in the silence. “Why don’t you talk to th-” Joyce asks but you are quick to cut her off. “No” you shake your head.

“I don’t want either of them to know… and I kinda don’t want anyone to know about them…” you shrug. To Joyce it seems like you’re hiding something, maybe your feelings or how you feel about yourself in general. “Why? Who are they honey?” She asks. She’s trying to talk to you in a supportive manner.

“Um- well uh- Will knows one of them… Eddie. He’s in that Hellfire Club thing with him” you explain and your mom nods to show her understanding. “Okay… and the other boy?” She asks. Suddenly you didn’t want to tell her. You would much prefer to keep Billy a secret until the day you die. Billy is one of the worst people you could ever associate yourself with, and Jonathan would agree, being the same age as him at school and all.

“Oh- he’s just- his name is Billy. He’s Max’s older brother, you know, Will’s red head friend” you try to explain and Joyce nods to show she understands who you’re talking about. She doesn’t want to make you feel any more upset or uncomfortable than you already are, so she tries to cheer you up.

“You go for a lot of Will’s friends, huh?” She chuckles which makes you smile, wiping away your old tears as you slowly stop crying. “I wouldn’t necessarily call Billy a friend, he’s- well he’s- not really a good guy. He’s just a ladies man, and I clearly fell for that” you chuckle and Joyce smiles. She isn’t disappointed or mad at you. She’s one of the best moms in the world.

“As long as you’re happy. Whatever you decide to do, I’ll be by your side every step of the way. I know you’re young and probably not ready to be a mother yet and it’s not too late to back out of it. I’m here for you, sweetheart, and your brothers are, too” Joyce’s hand slides from your hands to your back to rub it.

After rubbing your back, her hand holds onto your shoulder to pull you close to her. Pulling you into a side hug, your head rests on her shoulder as you sniffle. Your tears have stopped but your eyes and cheeks are stained red.

“Oh god, those two? Don’t tell those two” you make a joke. “You don’t want your brothers to know?” Joyce asks and you quickly shake your head. “Definitely not. Jonathan will probably team up with Nancy and Steve to kill Billy. I wouldn’t be surprised” you laugh and your laughter makes your mom smile.

“And what about Will?” She asks, curious to see how you think Will would handle the situation. “Oh, Will? I can totally see him and El torturing Eddie with her powers” you giggle, making Joyce laugh. She loves how you use your imagination, oh, and how you think of your brothers.

Joyce stuck by your side for the rest of the day. You were far too stressed to do anything, so the two of you watched movies and ate junk food together. Joyce respected your wishes of wanting to keep this a secret between you both, so Jonathan and Will wouldn’t find out. She will support you through whichever decision you decide to make for yourself.

And you’ll do your best to make sure Eddie and Billy never find out that you got pregnant. After everything that’s happened, it will not stop you from fucking them both. Maybe next time you’ll be careful. Maybe you won’t. But you’ll never stop fucking them. You’re addicted.

#stranger things 4 #stranger things #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove #billy stranger things #eddie munson oneshot #billy hargrove one shot #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #byers!reader #eddie munson x byers!reader #Billy hargrove x byers!reader #joyce byers

[sawyerconfort]

more winona characters x reader, please!

winona ryder is turning your kids gay 51!

so I decided that, in celebration of that, I would take this old request and make it a special preference for her birthday!

here we go, preferences with my favorite Winona characters (the best known ones too, because it would be easy for everyone to read and recognize the situations), to celebrate her birthday!

Masterlist is pinned on the blog!

Enjoy!

Got any requests? Please send me an ask!

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First “I Love You” With Winona Ryder characters 

W H A T  H A P P E N S  W H E N...

(Veronica Sawyer, Joyce Byers, Kim Boggins, Lydia Deetz and Mina Murray)

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Veronica Sawyer

You were lying on her bed after an exhausting day at school. Veronica was your one and only girlfriend, and all the times you had spent together were your best moments.

But in the midst of it all, there was JD. Jason Dean and his obsession with Veronica, on the sickest level imaginable.

You knew he wanted Veronica, but it annoyed you a lot and you thought you were insufficient when she paid attention to him and fell for her charms. However, he never asked your girlfriend if she had feelings for him.

At least not until now.

“Seriously, (Y\NN), why are you so sad?”, Veronica asked, while you were cuddling on the bed. She was the smallest spoon and had noticed how distant you seemed as you petted her.

"I'm not."

“Yes, you are,” she nodded. "Actually, I think I already know why...", Veronica smiled and took your face with both hands. “Is it because of JD?”

You swallowed hard but didn't respond.

“Oh, (Y\NN), that's bullshit!”, she smiled, still with her hands on her face. "Everyone knows he's a little shit looking for attention, and that I only have eyes for girls... in fact, one girl in particular who is the most beautiful girl in the world..."

Veronica kissed you in a quick peck, and you remained speechless until then. She was still holding her face when she broke the kiss, and close to her lips, whispered a loud, resounding, "I love you," just so you could be sure she was yours, and would never be anyone else's.

Joyce Byers

It all happened after what happened with Will. It had been a difficult time for Joyce, and you had come along just in time, as the savior of the homeland, heroically returning to the city and helping her and Deputy Hopper solve the mystery of the Hawkins Lab and its shenanigans.

Now the two of you were sitting on the porch of the Byers' house, smoking casually, you amused that Joyce was no longer a smoker. Suddenly, she turned and smiled at you.

“I probably would’ve died without your help, (Y\N).”

“My help?”, you widened your eyes. "I didn't do anything, Joyce, really."

“Yes, you did” she whispered, calmly. “If it weren't for you, I never would have found out where Will was. And I would never have had the courage to go into that horrible place and suffer those psychological tortures with that half-baked doctor, you know?”

Joyce smiled and took you free hand. “Remember how cowardly you were in high school, (Y\N)?” that was funny. “No, I'm serious. You couldn't even kill a fly. Seeing you like this reminded me of something I had promised myself I would forget...”

“What something?”

You dropped the question, knowing you'd regret it later.

Joyce cleared her throat and pressed her fingers through yours. "I used to like you. I loved you. Since high school, when you were a coward,” she sighed. “And since then, I've never been able to love anyone .I love you, (Y\NN), since we were eighteen..."

Kim Boggs

In fact, the whole thing happened because you were talking to Kim's family after Edward disappeared. She was visibly shaken, because she loved him more than she could have predicted, and she didn't imagine that one day he would leave her for good, despite her faults.

She was casually walking down the hall when she overheard you talking in the kitchen:

"I don't know how I'm going to do it, sir, actually..." You cleared your throat uncomfortable. “I don't know how I'm going to be able to tell her I love her even after what happened. I'm in love with Kim, but she hasn't gotten over the loss of the boy with the Scissorhands..."

Kim cocked her head into a corner of the hallway, hoping you wouldn't see her. And she did, because she was good at hiding.

"And not that I hate it, I understand it more than it seems, because..." you sighed. “I also feel guilty and shaken by his escape. The boy had so much to teach us and he just decides to leave...” You took a step forward. “But the point is, I love Kim, and I'm not giving up on her until I can make her happy again. But for this to come true, I will need your blessing.”

Kim listened for a few more minutes behind the wall, but collected herself when you passed her. In a split second, Kim lost her posture and grabbed you by the arm, kissing you in surprise.

“I'm in love with you too, (Y\N). I love you, sincerely.”

Lydia Deetz

“Alone again, Lydia?”

“I wish it were like this every day.”

You smiled, sitting down next to her. People used to say Lydia Deetz was just a weirdo, but you didn't think that of her. At least not that she remembered. Lydia had her personal problems and her anger at the world, but that didn't mean it made her weird or mean.

You wanted to do everything to make her happy. You liked the rare moments when her smile lit up the dark environment in which she was isolated.

"If you came here to see me, it's because you're in trouble, right, (Y\N)?"

"You're right, Deetz," you replied, smiling awkwardly. “Not that I expect you to be able to help me, but I wanted to ask you for advice. It's about a girl, one of those girls I'm in love with right now,” you sighed. “She's beautiful, but she doesn't see it. And she lives in her world, she fascinates me day after day. But I don't have the courage to tell her that..."

“What are you afraid of, exactly?” Lydia returned the question.

“Of rejection.”

"Serious? Dammit!” she yelled, a little loudly. “I don't know why you fear. You're one of the nicest girls I know, there's no way anyone can turn you down. Unless he's someone like Beetlejuice.”

"You think?"

Lydia shrugged, and you hoped she'd change her mind, but she just kept saying, “Not only do I think you're one of the nicest and nicest girls I know. No one has ever been as good to me in their life as you have been. They always think I'm weird, weird, out of the ordinary... and you think I'm normal. Someone who rejects you has chicken brains for a head.”

You blushed a little and replied, in the lowest possible voice:

“I think…I'm sure I'm in love with you, Lydia Deetz. Even more so after that declaration of love.”

She smiled, rolling her eyes. “It wasn't a declaration of love, idiot,” but she turned around and pressed a kiss to your cheek suddenly. “It really wasn't.”

Mina Murray

"MINA!"

You screamed, but it was too late. The woman, now a vampire, stood with her arms out in the sun, waiting for certain death to come. You were trying to save her, but Mina was on the higher side of the mountain, where she was cold—she obviously wouldn't feel that cold.

“I told you to leave me alone. I can bite you,” she said, taking a deep breath, her voice muffled by the noise of the fog.

“I WON'T DO IT!” you yelled back. “AND YOU WON'T BITE ME ALSO, BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU. I DON'T WANT YOU TO FEEL THREATENED BY ME, MINA.”

“Go away,” she pleaded in a scream that was cut off, her voice cracking. “Can't you see I've become a monster now? A demon, like who bit me?”

Suddenly, the sun hit Mina's skin full. She fell, moaning and screaming as you ran to help her. Holding her in his arms, he could see a trickle of blood running down and the fangs showing.

"Are you…afraid of me…are you…" Mina whispered weakly. “It was what I feared, but I knew it would happen. That's why I wanted to keep you out of my existence as one of them..."

You squeezed her closer. “I'm not afraid of you, Mina! I want to save her.”

She was silent, eyes open towards the sun. And then, minutes later, she pressed your lips together in a kiss, which ended with something that felt like a moan, like she was forcing herself not to hurt herself and not to hurt me either.

“I love you, Mina. Vampire or human, you will always be my Mina.”

“I love you more,” the girl breathed. “I love you more than my existence.”

#winona ryder #winona #winona ryder x reader #heathers #beetlejuice #edward scissorhands #dracula #stranger things #veronica sawyer x reader #joyce byers x reader #kim boggs x reader #mina murray x reader #lydia deetz x reader #lgbt #romance #oneshot #preference #in honor of her birthday #sorry i'm almost too late

[spencerkellyv]

May I please request for a will byers x male! reader where the reader is having a panic attack? How does will react? And what does he do in that kind of situation? :0

Thank you!

THE PLEASE AND THANK YOU OMFG👏👏

I liked writing this one so much too. My brain was literally flooded with ideas as soon as you asked for this!!!!

Anyways please enjoy

Warning this one has four categories to it lmao

I’ve actually got categories and stuff for this one. So many scenarios popped in my head I just have to include them.

WHILE IN PUBLIC (IN A PUBLIC AREA):

When in public Will would probably notice signs of an oncoming panic attack pretty quick.

When a panic attack starts he would immediately get you somewhere as fast as possible. Those places being either:

Isolated

Somewhere you can sit down

Out of the building your in

He would stay with you the entire time

If his friends are around he immediately orders them to find you water and or a snack

He’s not big on PDA but he would still put his hands on yours and rub his thumbs over them

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As you walked through the mall with your friends your brain started feeling fuzzy. The background noise became oddly quiet while peoples words was too loud.

“Love, are you alright?” Will said to you quietly, his eyes filled with concern.

You didn’t turn your head to him immediately and when you did your eyes were wide and watery. Your shoulders moved up and down quickly and your hands were shaking.

Will recognized what was happening and immediately escorted you to the nearest bench to sit down. When one of your friends came over to check on you, Will sent them off to find you food and drink.

He, after getting your consent, grabbed your hands and used his thumbs to smooth over your knuckles in a repetitive pattern. He guided you through simple breathing exercises. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight. Over and over and over again until you calmed down.

He smiled softly at you when you finally came back to him. “Hey baby are you alright? Do you want to leave? We can, I don’t mind I promise.”

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He won’t make you talk if you don’t want to

He will literally leave any event if you need him to

WHILE WITH FRIENDS (AT SOMEONES HOUSE FT. THE PARTY):

He is less likely to notice as fast when at a friends house

When he does notice he doesn’t make a scene, trying not to overwhelm you

Most of Will and your friends (as well as your friends parents) are used to Will’s panic attacks so they all spring into action when they see you.

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“Hey baby are you alright?” Will asks but he sounds distant. You feel tears slide down your cheeks but you aren’t even aware of them enough to wipe them away or blink.

When the others hear Wills words and look towards you they recognize what’s happening.

Mike goes off to find one of his parents as Will sits to your side trying to calm you down, using the all to familiar breathing exercises. His arm goes around your back to rub your shoulder and his other hand if holding yours.

He whispered soft encouragements into your ears along the lines of “hey calm down I’m right here” and “it’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”

When you finally do calm down Dustin hands you the bag of chips he was snacking on and you accept with a grateful smile. When Mike returns with his mom Will calmly explains to her what happened and she offers you a ride home.

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Will would sit close to you, making sure no one else got super close

If it was really bad he would take you home immediately, even volunteering to go get your bike the next day so that you don’t have to ride by yourself

AT THE BYERS HOUSEHOLD (FT. JOYCE AND JOHNATHAN):

If your in the Byers household Joyce would notice first (the woman cares for you so much change my mind)

Will would notice after his mom stared at you for an uncomfortable amount of time

Joyce being the mom she was would grab your hand while Will leaves to find you water.

When Will gets back Johnathan would also be in tow. Probably carrying some type of music track, hoping it’ll calm you down. He tries.

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“Hey honey are you ready to come back to us?” You hear Joyce Byers say softly as your mind clears up. “There he is.” She would say before stepping to the side so Will could kneel in front of you.

In the background you could hear music playing curtesy of Jonathan.

After you’d had a little while to recover, Will offers you his hand gently and asks you “do you want to dance with me?”

You giggle and give him your hand as he pulls you up. His favorite song “Should I Stay or Should I Go” just so happens to play. Also, you assume, curtesy of Johnathan.

The two of you dance together for a long time. A welcome distraction from the thoughts that overwhelmed you previously.

Eventually Joyce decides you can stay the night and you and Will head to bed together where he cuddles you until you fall asleep.

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Will is the KING of distracting you from your thoughts. Change my mind.

WHEN YOU ARE ALONE WITH HIM:

This is assuming you’re in his bed probably

When you’re alone his methods of calming you down gets more physical

He’d probably be sitting where your back is to his chest and you’d be in his lap, his attempt to keep you grounded

He’d place small kisses on whatever exposed skin he could access

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Will held you tightly as you followed his breathing patterns, though unlike you when he held for those seven seconds he placed soft kisses to your skin.

When you came out of it you turned around in his lap, now straddling him. You rested your forehead against his shoulder. Will moved his hand up to your hair and played with it as he hummed softly to you.

You feel your eyes go heavy and before you know it you’re sleeping in your boyfriends arms.

Doing his best not to wake you up. Will lays the two of you down. He doesn’t move to retrieve blankets, not wanting to risk disturbing your peaceful state. Will gives you soft kisses scattered on your face until he himself falls asleep. A soft smile on his face.

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If Joyce or Johnathan found you they’d 100% cover the two of you

No one really talks about it in the morning when the two of you walk out of his room together

THIS WAS BOTH THE MOST FUN YET MOST STRESSFUL THING IVE WRITTEN LITERALLY EVER. I hope you enjoy though <3

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #will byers #will byers x male!reader #will byers x reader #stranger things imagine #x reader #oneshots #80s #prompts #johnathan byers #joyce byers #mike wheeler #karen wheeler #panic attacks #comfort #tooth rotting fluff

[beansnsoup]

Getting high with Argyle

Warnings: umm not rly anything but weed ig lmao

*SPOILERS FOR ST4!!

• It's the most fun you've had in a long time.

• You and Argyle are insanely close, you guys would spend your spare time hitting a joint he got from god knows where in the back of his pizza van.

• When Jonathan moved to California and joined your guys' friendship it made it 10x more fun. When you would all go over to his house to hang out it was insanely obvious to Joyce what was going on.

"Jonathan have you seen my-" Joyce is interrupted when she opens the door to see the three teens sprawled out on the floor. "Oh- Hey mom.." Jonathan helplessly says, which makes Y/N and Argyle burst our in laughter. "You know what, never mind, it's alright." She say closing the door. They're all laughing so hard after.

• When driving to Jonathan's one afternoon and seeing the black cars upfront you both are mega confused but also bummed that Jonathan didn't invite them to a "hang out".

• Then they bring a bleeding dude into the van which makes things even more confusing. And when the man dies your both freaking out.

"I'm going to make him a grave stone." Argyle says, grabbing a pizza box and the pen the man gave Mike. Y/N rubs the joint they had lit (the one they lit out of pure anxiety after the dude died) and walks over to help. "Why is the pen not working?" "Dude." "Hey Mike! Your pen is shit!"

• Overall it makes you forget about half of the problems going on, and Argyle just makes it 10x better.

Kind of short but uts my first so :)

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #argyle #x reader #netflix #headcanon #oneshot #jonathan byers #joyce byers #eleven #mike wheeler #argyle x reader

[thefinalenby]

Yeah do not fucking tag me on stopper shit wtf. I do not ship that. Its fucking gross and Hopper is more of a father figure to the kids and teenagers in that show. FATHER FIGURE. I cannot express enough I only like JOPPER and some Hopper fics when they are not dealing with nasty stuff (some of you need to stop and STOP. Fuck stop). You guys need to fucking ask me to tag me in stuff. I never blocked someone so fast. Its disrespectful.

#stranger things #jim hopper #jim hopper x reader #joyce byers #jopper #jim hopper oneshot #jim hopper fanfic #joyce x jim #joyce x hopper

[cherrylimeadebabe]

Taking Requests: ST Headcanons/Oneshots!

Send in some requests!

I will write for:

Eddie Munson ♡

Steve Harrington ♡

Nancy Wheeler ♡

Robin Buckley ♡

Joyce Byers ♡

Jim Hopper ♡

Alexei ♡

Billy Hargrove

#steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington #stranger things #st4 #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler x reader #robin buckley x reader #fanfic #oneshot #headcanons #joyce byers x reader #jim hopper x reader #alexei x reader #billy hargrove x reader #requests open #smut #fluff

[theundeadmetalheadapolagia]

Jaws but it's a strange aquatic creature of the Upside Down and it's not a cop chief, it's Joyce as The Only Person On This Island With A Working Braincell, & Jonathan tags along. Argyle is the oceanographic student who shows up to check things out & supplies the audience with the CORRECTED shark facts (eg, "hey, sharks don't normally eat people, they also usually have like. 1 lower jaw. Not five. And their teeth vary but none of them look like this. I don't think you guys have a shark problem")

#jargyle #i cannot overemphasize just how much i fucking despise jaws just like. conceptually #however. this would be a fun little au #i might actually write it fuck. nice little oneshot? #if anyonr has done this yet tho PLEASE link it to me i NEED it #argyle stranger things #argyle #jonathan byers #joyce byers #rb this one instead

[celinecooperjones]

My first Jopper motel smut!

(We’ve come a long way. Now they’re canon 🥲)

#Jopper in the motel is my favourite genre #I will write a million oneshots about it #stranger things #jopper #joyce byers #joyce x hopper #jim hopper #stranger things fanfiction

[cherrylimebabe]

NEW ACC @Cherrylimeadebabe

Well, it’s been a little over two years since I’ve been active, but with the new season of ST and my creative drive making a major comeback I have decided to start fresh with a brand new writing blog! I would love for y’all to send in requests and share your thoughts on the new season. 

https://cherrylimeadebabe.tumblr.com/

p.s. to all of the people who have supported my work, ur the coolest and sorry for disappearing for so long xo 

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #st4 #headcanons #oneshot #joyce byers x reader #jim hopper x reader #new blog #writing #robin buckley x reader

[sissytobitch10seconds]

Safe and Sound

Fandom: Stranger Things Summary: Will has been through a lot, as has his pack. The Party makes sure to take of him and each other once they get the chance. Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, mentions of sickness, mentions of death, PTSD, trauma, and mentions of kidnapping/imprisonment Word Count: 2,103 Ship(s): Will Byers & Lucas Sinclair & Mike Wheeler & Dustin Henderson

Archive link!

A/N: So this is the first Stranger Things fanfiction I have ever written. I actually got back into Stranger Things completely by accident because I stumbled across an "I didn't know I was pregnant" style fanfic while looking for something in a completely different fandom. I didn't even know that it was being renewed for another season, lol. I thought that I would move this up on my upload schedule because of the fourth season, though. I'm not super happy with this fic since it's a bit of a character study and less of a sweet fluff scene like I wanted it to be. I hope that it still reads well and that you all enjoy it. Thank you all for even checking this out! Stay sissy and bitchy everyone <3

Everyone that saw them always said that they were too young to really be in a pack, but their families were well aware that they were. In the eyes of the law and the general public, they were still pups that would be members of their parents’ packs until they finished going through puberty. Despite that, they were still as close as a pack and had already developed a hierarchy. Mike was the pack leader, with Lucas and Dustin almost always snapping at each other to try and figure out who was the second. Will was happy with being the bottom of the pack because he was able to get affection from the rest of the pack without having to do all the work of keeping them from arguing. The Party spent a lot of time together already as they played DnD and did basically everything else with each other, so it wasn't uncommon to find them curled up in a big nest in the basement after a campaign. When asked, they said that they did it so that they could make up for hurt feelings and get some much needed sleep.

The past couple days had been rather tumultuous to say the least. Thinking that the heart of their pack, their only omega member, had died was absolutely devastating. It was made worse by the fact that they hadn't had their regular pack time to cuddle in the nest because they had to play for so long, and the new sort-of addition to their pack in the form of El. Adding a new member to a pack was always awkward and difficult, but for them it was multiplied based purely on the fact that she was also an alpha in a pack with two other alphas. There had been a moment of relief when they discovered that the heart of their pack was still alive, but it was diminished when they realized that he was suffering. The fighting and scrabbling to get him back that ensued just served to distress them more. After that, they had to deal with their parents desperately wanting them to stay at home where they could be safe while each of them fought to get to sit in the waiting room so they could be there for Will when he woke up.

It was almost two weeks after they had found him in the Upside Down before Joyce felt comfortable letting her son out of her sight. Mrs. Wheeler had to promise a thousand times over that she could keep a close eye on the pack while they were over there, and eventually the omega conceded because she could see how much her son needed it. The Party didn't even bother trying to play a campaign, not that Mike had set one up in the first place. Will was the last to arrive and head down into the basement, since everyone else's parents weren't aware of what really transpired that night.

"Guys?" the omega called out as he took the stairs one at a time to descend into the basement.

"Will!" Mike beamed as he turned to face the omega. "C'mere, we've got some things ready."

The youngest member of their pack hurried down the rest of the way so that he was standing in the frigid air of the basement. "Are we nesting?"

"Do you want to nest? You're the best at it," Dustin said. Betas only naturally got the urge to nest when they were pregnant, and alphas only got the urge to nest when they were the sole caregivers of pups. Omegas nested every time they went into heat, when they were pregnant, and when they or their pack was in need of comfort.

"Yeah!" Will hurried over to them. He picked up the blanket that was on the top of the messy stack. He brought it up to his nose and smiled as he could pick out each of his three other packmates. He missed them so much that he couldn't describe it. They may not have officially been a pack (their pack glands were completely unbroken), but they were bonded to each other in a way that none of the other kids their age were. "Do any of you want to help me?"

"If you want us to help then we will. You’re the best at this so you’re the boss," Mike shrugged. Lucas nodded in agreement next to him. None of them could stop their smiles as the omega began to work on preparing their pack nest. 

He started with some of the huge thick blankets that were specifically used just for the base of a nest. Once he had them in a vague circle, getting Dustin to help him weave the two massive, heavy blankets together so that it was large enough to fit all four of them, he began to layer other blankets over the top. He made sure that every bit of the rough base was completely covered. Will carefully chose the blankets that he used for the covering, pausing to feel each one against his pack gland and a few on his more sensitive mating gland. After he had covered the base blankets, he began to spread the pillows around the ground since they weren't on a mattress or anything remotely soft underneath the nest. After that, he began to pile the softer blankets around so that everything was perfect and smelled exactly like their pack. 

Will then turned around so that he was looking at their pack leader. "I know we don't have anything that really smells like El since your mom washed the fort, but I hope this is still good," he fidgeted nervously as he spoke.

"Will, I know that you didn't meet her. She couldn't even really be a part of our pack without all of us being here and figuring out the dynamic and stuff," Mike soothed as he reached out and touched the omega's shoulder reassuringly. "Why don't we get into the nest and really relax?"

The omega calmed a little bit. He climbed over the edge of the nest and then reached for Dustin to climb in as well. The beta went quickly, laying down so that he was in the middle of the nest. Will laughed before he turned around so that his head was resting on Dustin's shoulder. Mike got in and laid down on the other side of Dustin so that his legs were bent over the edge of the nest and his head was resting on the beta's stomach. Lucas was the last person to get into the nest and it took him a moment to settle down with his left side pressed with Will's right.

"I missed this," Mike sighed. "I'm glad that we can do it again."

"I promise I'll never go missing again," Will joked. He let out a small frown as the pack went quiet instead of laughing like he was expecting him to. They moved slightly so that they were pressed tighter to him like someone was going to steal him away if they didn't. "Sorry," he whispered.

Lucas placed his forehead on the back of the younger boy's head. "It's not your fault. We just really want to make sure that you never have to go through something like that again. We're a pack, and we have to stick together."

Dustin and Mike let out small noises of affirmation. After a little while they were able to calm down so that they were cuddling like they had been before everything had gone down. There were a couple of arguments about people's arms being in the wrong spot or a blanket that someone wanted over another, but nothing that meant they got out of the nest. Despite the fight that Mike and Lucas had, despite everything Will had gone through, despite the fifth member that was almost added to their pack, it was almost like the before. They were able to fall into their old patters in such a way that Will felt well and truly safe.

It had been about two hours when Mike spoke up, "Do you guys want something to eat? My mom left some french toast from the morning in the fridge that I could bring down."

Will opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted by his stomach growling loudly for him. The rest of the Party laughed while their leader got up and carefully exited the nest. Dustin and Lucas shifted a little bit so that they could keep their omega warm without the other member of their pack. Will had been so cold for so long when he was in the Upside Down that he couldn't stand it now.

Mike walked up the stairs as quickly as he could. He had kind of made up the offer to go get something so that he could get a break from his pack. He loved them all to death, so much that he would do incredibly stupid things for each of them, but he was struggling with some emotions that he couldn't quite place. He opened the fridge and began to dig around to find the food he had offered to get.

"Hey dork," Nancy said, knocking her foot against the doorframe into the kitchen so that he knew she was there. The older alpha peaked into the fridge and then took out the plastic bag containing the french toast out. "This what you looking for?"

"Yeah, thanks Nancy," he smiled. They hadn't gotten along well before the incident because they were both alphas and he was beginning to come into his instincts as puberty began. Nancy had also been fighting with her nuclear family pack while she tried to find people to fill her own. After realizing that they both could have died, they had gotten a lot closer and not fought with each other the normal amount for siblings. Mike paused, opening his mouth to say something before he let it close. Nancy grabbed a drink from the fridge before she let it shut and made a move to leave the kitchen. "Nancy?"

"Yeah?" she asked as she turned to look at him.

"Am I a bad pack leader?" he looked up from the bag in his hands.

"Oh, Mike," she whispered. She set the soda down on the counter and then gave his arm a reassuring squeeze. "You're an amazing pack leader and you guys haven't even pack bonded yet. Why would you think that you aren't?"

"Because I let Will get stolen. Lucas and I got into a fight and even though I know the rules of the party and he knows the rules of the hierarchy we still refused to make up with each other. And then El got… I don't know. She's gone too. I didn't even really get to bring her into my pack and I promised that I would protect her and make sure that she was okay. I wasn't able to," he scowled.

"Sometimes you just can't," Nancy shrugged. "You did your best to make sure that you got Will back, and you did all that work to find his favorite nesting blankets today. You're even getting them food. You're a wonderful pack leader and you take good care of your pack."

He took a deep breath to calm himself. "Thanks," he wrapped his arms around her in a brief hug.

"Of course, dork. Now go enjoy your pack," she shoved him towards the basement. 

He let out a small laugh before he hurried down. Mike was unable to stop the smile that formed on his face when he smelled them. He was met by cheers once they were finally able to see him coming down into the basement. They all moved around so that they were able to fit him while they doled out their snack. He may have not felt completely confident about his abilities to lead the pack and keep them all safe, but he felt a bit more confident than he had before he spoke with his sister.

"I wish that we could just stay together forever," Will yawned.

"You have a nest at home, don't you?" Lucas asked, his mouth full.

The omega whined and leaned into Dustin's side while he tried not to fall asleep. "It's not the same. This one is better because it has you guys. I like spending time with you guys."

Mike felt his heart swell in his chest and a proud scent leaked from him immediately. He had made his pack happy and comfortable.

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[pebblesnstones123]

Drabble - Morning Coffee Chats, Nancy and Joyce -  Under 2,000 Words - Stranger Things

    Joyce frowned, taking in the sorry state of her makeup drawer.  It was the second drawer down on her dresser.  There was bits of powder, eyeshadows had broken lids, lipsticks without a cap, and she wasn’t sure how long it’d been since she’d bought new makeup. When Jon and Will were younger she’d had a makeup bag, sure, but there wasn’t time to use it with taking care of them. She’d only dipped into it consistently dating again, for Bob and now Jim. Even though she had a sneaking suspicion he’d still look at her like the sun rose and set with her smile with or without it on.

    The move back to Hawkins made them all lose and forget some things. It’d been for the best at the time, with them staying in an apartment for now.  Their old house had too many haunting memories for them to want to live there again. She  pushed aside the compacts and lipstick, frowning. She grumbled to herself when she couldn’t find any mascara, eyeliner, or the tweezers she used to like for shaping her brows. 

   Then there was a knock at the door. She forced the drawer shut and rushed to get the door.   Hopefully everything was alright. It’d taken awhile to accept each visitor didn’t have to be frantic, or need help because shit hit the fan again. Sometimes people liked to be neighborly, even in Hawkins. 

 “ I’m coming,” she called, hurrying  to open it. She checked through the peephole to be safe and opened it, smiling as she took Nancy in.

    The girl waved with a smile, hefting her purse  higher up on her shoulder. “Thanks, Joyce. It’s always good to see you,” she yawned mid-sentence, looking a bit embarrassed. Joyce gave her a sympathetic smile. Shed been nursing her own cup of coffee as she cleaned her bedroom earlier. She toed off her heels  at the door.

   “How’re you doing? Want me to get you a cup of coffee?” She offered, stepping aside to let her come in.  “Seems like you could use it. “

    Nancy was a familiar visitor, and she  claimed her usual spot on the couch. Her bag was set on the side table.  She was bundled up in her winter coat  and Joyce stopped her from taking it off and putting it on the couch.

  “Now, let me take that this time. You’re a guest, dear - besides, Jim’s been complaining about us all being messy,” she shrugged. He’d gone a bit stir crazy staying home as he recovered, and from  how tired he’d been after physical therapy sessions.  

   There was a dozen or so new projects he’d done to fill the time,  him getting re-acquainted with his toolbox. One example was the standing coat hanger near the entry.  She set Nancy’s  coat on an open hook and went to get her a mug to pour coffee from. “Do you want it black, with sugar, or milk this time? Will hasn’t had time to talk me into one of those sugared up creamers this week.” He’d been on a kick with flavored creamers, after trying some at Steve’s after a sleepover with the party. 

   “You really don’t have to, I can do it myself. Thank you for hanging up my coat, too.  But since you’re up - how about just sugar? Is it already brewed at least?” Nancy asked, turning to face Joyce and getting up from the couch to see if she could help at all.  

    Joyce held up the brewed pot of coffee as her answer with a wink, waving off her thanks..  She poured her  a cup and passed it to her, Nancy gripping the mug tightly for warmth. It was starting to get chilly in Hawkins. “You always make the best coffee, you know, "Nancy said, reaching up and getting some sugar for herself, stirring it in with a spoon. “Anything I can help you do around here?”

   Joyce shrugged, getting down a mug for herself and taking the last dregs of the pot to fill it. She hummed as she thought. “The secret to making it good is brewing it with a pinch of spice. Today’s was cinnamon, a little kick helps everyone wake up. And really - all I’m doing is cleaning up, nothing you’d want to get pulled into.” She let the remark about her still being a guest go unsaid, having being a good hostess being ingrained. 

    Nancy sipped at it again, tilting her head as she took the older woman in. “It’s no problem, I came here to see Jon. But it doesn’t seem like he’s around today, I’ve got no other plans.” She let the offer rest, shifting to hold her mug in one hand and push away a few annoying strands of hair from her face with the other.  

    Jon joked Nancy should move in with how often she came around their place.  It earned him a none so gentle elbow hit to the ribs from Will. The boys were out for the morning, Hopper convincing them to try fishing.  He’d known she’d been stressed with settling in and he’d complained about feeling particularly cooped up this week. 

  “You’re not wrong,” Joyce gestured with her mug towards Nancy as she spoke, for emphasis. “They’re already out fishing at the lake. Hop wanted to go a few towns offer, spice things up.” Nancy met her eyes with an understanding look, everyone having dealt with or heard about how cagey Hopper had gotten while confined to rest at home. “All I’ve got on the docket is cleaning out my room, trying to see how I can make more space. Don’t get clutter like me when you’re old.”

    Nancy snorted and shook her head, standing up a bit straighter.  She hardly would label Joyce as old. She was more energetic than Steve, Jon, and herself most days. “Then lead the way. I’ll finish up my coffee, and we can make a game plan.”   She held up her mug in a faux cheer, following after Joyce to her bedroom down the hall. 

    Cleaning was something the younger girl always liked, using it as a distraction in the aftermath of rough moments. Her Mother had complained to Joyce about how quickly Nancy stopped using items and re-organized things around the house.  Joyce elected not to bring it up, not wanting to touch a sore spot. “Whatever you want, Nancy. Just don’t blame me if you get bored.”

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[the-wh0rekins-post]

hello <3

hi i made a sideblog for all things stranger things including hopefully my own writing at some point - not that my main blog is a hive of activity but i'm musey and want to write :))))

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[klausinamarink]

One Kid Gone, Another Up and Vanished

ok wow a lot of you really love my Eddie in the UD with Will au and want that in fruition, huh… so by popular demand here’s like a very rough oneshot. Basically a first draft that sets up the overall plot until i write a better one someday in the future

Edit: I lied, here’s the other parts (ongoing): Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 now on ao3!

Wayne doesn’t hear the news of Will Byers’ disappearance until the afternoon workers come in. Within minutes, the whole plant is buzzing with bewilderment and sympathy. But there is also an underline of fear that struck some of the hearts of the family men. Hawkins hadn’t seen any child disappearance cases, at least not since Wayne moved to the town in the last decade.

He is worried about the boy, especially for the Byers family. He doesn’t know Joyce too well, but they’ve talked plenty at Melvard’s with stories of their boys being quietly mischievous. Wayne sent a silent prayer that Will can be found soon and bring his mother peace.

He doesn’t speed the drive way home, but it’s damn close. He just wants Eddie to be home safe without some boogeyman taking him away.

Thankfully, his nephew is on the couch and watching a movie. He greets Wayne with a lazy wave, “Weren’t enough leftovers so I made some dinner. Hope you won’t die from my veggie soup.”

Wayne ruffles his hair - which had grown past his ears now - and sits next to him. “You heard about the Byers boy?”

“Hm, yeah. Everyone was talking about it. Saw Jonathan putting up the flyers too.” Eddie says, his eyes still on the TV.

Wayne puts an arm around him, making Eddie look at him. “Ya know that if you ever go missing, I’ll search even the lands of Hell for you.”

Eddie’s quiet. He stares with misty eyes, which he quickly blinks away. Then he lightly shoves at Wayne’s ribs. “‘Course, you would, old man. I’m the only family you care about.”

“Hey, don’t go disrespecting your cousins like that.” Wayne jokes back, making Eddie laugh. The two of them watch the movie in comfortable silence until Wayne has the mind to get up and shower.

—

It’s a double shift today. It means extra pay but it also means Wayne wouldn’t be home until early morning. He tells Eddie this before leaving and Eddie says it’s fine as usual, only that he had band practice so he’ll be coming home late. Wayne tells him make sure to stay safe too.

The next morning comes as the second day of Will Byers’ disappearance. Wayne is predictably sore and tired, but his mind remains sharp as stone.

It’s why he doesn’t miss that Eddie’s van isn’t parked next to the trailer.

The small pebble of concern forms in his stomach, but he brushes it off. Eddie’s been going to go to school early lately so it’s not unusual.

But that pebble feels like a rock when he heads to the kitchen and finds no note on the table.

When Wayne first took in Eddie, who was skittish and mute back then, he started writing notes and leaving them next to Eddie’s plate of breakfast. It was little things like ‘eggs are better runny’ and ‘don’t remember toast being this toasted’. A way to get the boy to slowly open up. Not only it worked, but Eddie soon started writing his own notes, mostly of jokes that always made Wayne laugh heartedly.

Even at seventeen, Eddie never missed a day of breakfast without a note.

Wayne makes himself take a deep breath. There wasn’t any reason to get worried. Eddie might’ve been tired or was in some kind of rush. But even then, he would make doodles to make up a lack of written words.

Just check him at the school. He’ll still be there, even if he’s missing classes.

So Wayne leaves and drives en route to Hawkins High, the secret bane of his existence. (Not that he’ll confess that to Eddie. His nephew already has enough of an ego.)

But as he turns at Cherry, he nearly crashes himself into the trees. Because at the corner, parked hazardously at the side, is Eddie’s van.

Wayne gets out in record time, but forces himself to a slow pace. He hopes that anger wouldn’t be on his face when he finds Eddie on the driver’s seat.

But Eddie isn’t in the driver’s seat. In fact, the door is half open. As if it was meant to close but had no force behind it. The front of the van also looks crushed in.

That pebble or rock in his gut grows bigger and heavier when Wayne spots a red handprint stained on the wheel.

Somewhere further in the woods, the search party calls out Will’s name. Wayne is the only one to call out for another.

—

Earlier

Eddie scowled at his bandaged left wrist. He mentally sent a thousand curses for Luka Belinski to jail for a thousand years. The crime? He showed off how easily he can flip his switch knife without getting cut, creating a jealous curiosity within Eddie to try and do the same action. Now his ability to play another instrument was impaired forever!

Seriously, fuck the clarinet players.

He sighed, starting up his van’s engine. He pulled out of the school parking lot, waving to a few peers as he hit the road. He waited until the school was out of view that he changed the radio to David Bowie.

He was in a bad mood. Sue him. Not that anybody can find out.

As he sang along to “Watch That Man”, he felt his left palm oddly sticky. He lifted it up and saw that some of the blood had dripped out his bandage.

“Shit-” was all he said before something crashed in the front of his van. He swore even more loudly, turning the wheel too quickly and pressing the brakes. He thought he heard a loud wail before the van went off the road and finally stopped.

Eddie shakily got out of the van, nearly falling over. His hand pressed against his chest, feeling his wild heartbeat. Before he could inspect the damage, he heard a pained growl. He whipped around and saw a thing standing up long and tall with a face that opened up like the devil’s Venus Flytrap.

What the fuck?!

He ran into the woods. Yeah, nope nope nope fuck that.

Branches snapped behind him and he felt a clawed hand grabbing the back of his jacket. He fell to the ground, screaming and kicking his legs out as he was dragged. His good hand reached out to the scratch the monster’s arm, but his nails barely dug into the gross skin.

There was a weird swoop of vertigo as if Eddie was thrown up in the air. He remained on the ground though, but not until he was actually thrown across. His back hit against a tree, knocking him out for a second.

When his vision cleared, it was to the horrific closeup of the Venus Flytrap face. Eddie opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out. The monster growled, its weird toothy mouth drooling over him. He shut his eyes, hoping that he would die painlessly and that Wayne wouldn’t find his body.

Then the monster growled again, with some weird fleshy sounds. Eddie dared to peek an eye open. Its face-mouth was shut and it looked around. Then it hopped to all fours and ran off to another direction.

He forced himself to wait for a full minute before he ran again.

There were few things Eddie realized. One: he had no idea where the fuck he was. Two: he had no idea what the fuck was that thing. Three: holy shit monsters were real and he almost died. Four: was it snowing?

He slowed down his run and reached a hand out. A few snowflakes slowly landed on his fingers, but it didn’t melt or felt cold. It wavered around before he blew them off.

He looked around, trying to guess which way was the road, and saw even something more weird. There were vines practically everywhere. The ground was littered with them. They curled around tree trunks and hang off the branches. Eddie was pretty sure that none of that even existed in the Hawkins woods.

Something blurred to his far right and growled. Eddie went back to running.

He looked back to see if that monster was back and fell off a small ledge. He tumbled and rolled with a yelp, feeling one of his ankles spike in pain. He scrambled to get back on his feet and made direct eye contact with Will Byers.

Seeing the kid’s missing posters everywhere had Eddie memorize the face. Bowlcut hair with a dimpled smile and cheerful eyes. But the kid’s eyes were fearful as he hid under a den of twisted roots.

“Uh…” Eddie said because what the fuck, he just found the missing kid.

Another growl, closer this time.

Will’s eyes snapped up, gesturing wildly to Eddie. “Here, here, quick!”

Eddie crawled in record time into the root den, barely fitting next to Will. He clamped a hand over his mouth as the sounds of the monster approached right above them. It made more sniffing and growling sounds, each one sounding closer…

He glanced at Will, who held a small rock in his hand. For a second, Eddie thought if the kid was gonna hit the monster with it. Instead, Will swiftly threw the rock to his left where it landed loudly against the bushes.

The monster roared so loud Eddie thought his ears burst. It scampered off to the rock’s direction and then everything was quiet.

Will poked his head out and nodded, “It’s gone.” Then he looked at Eddie and Eddie looked at Will.

He brought his hand down from his mouth, suddenly feeling lightheaded. “Don’t tell them I listened to Bowie.”

The last thing Eddie saw and heard before fainting was Will tilting his head in confusion and asking, “What?”

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tagging these lovely people for their excitement over this silly au: @unclewaynemunson @steves-strapcollection @hellion-child @sidekick-hero @mmmmwaffles94 @demolitionjetstar @hbyrde36

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