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gxthicwxrm · 2 years

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Steve Harrington Finds Out You Are Pregnant.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Warning: pregnancy, angst, some cursing

Summary: Steve finds out his girlfriend is pregnant.

Word Count: 1,818 words

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You stare down at the stick in your head, your stomach feeling like an empty void, but also heavy like a massive rock rolling around.

Positive.

Wetting your lips, you try to let yourself think about how this happened to you. Steve has always let you know about his big dreams with the house full of kids and white picket fence. Hell, hearing him so happy about it made you yearn to give him a child, just not barely out of high school. Currently, you are sitting on your brother's bed, waiting for him to come home from work. The thought of telling your mom without your brother terrified you more than you'd like to admit.

Suddenly, the front door clicks open followed by it shutting again causing fear to wrap its hand around your throat, squeezing, choking you. The bedroom door swings open, revealing an exhausted Jonathan.

"Hey, what are you- Y/N, are you okay? Why are you crying? Was it Steve? I'll fucking-" At hearing the mention of Steve, who you still haven't told, you stop holding back all the tears that were waiting to fall, like a dark cloud over Hawkins. A sob crashes through you as you feel your brother's arms wrap around you. What surprises you, is two more sets of arms wrap around you as well. Looking up through blurry eyes, you see Will and El looking at you with the same worry as your older brother.

"Oh damn. I didn't know you two would be home too. I'm sorry." You wipe the tears off your face as Will shakes his head.

"Don't be sorry. What's wrong? Did Steve do anything?" El questions, hand resting on your shoulder as she sits beside you. Ever since your mom took El in, you two have become close as you were the only girls. She felt like you truly were her family and to you, she is the best little sister you could ever ask for. As you take the time to look at her now, you find yourself hoping she is never in this situation.

"I don't know how to say this. But…" Pausing, you decide to just rip the bandaid right off. You toss the test that you kept hidden in your hand onto the bed between the four of you, and your three siblings all gasp. Will's hands fly to his mouth in shock, looking between you and Jonathan, gauging his older brother’s reaction.

"Huh?" El questions, barely knowing what the plastic stick in front of her is. Your older brother just stares at the test, stunned, with tears falling over his waterline.

"I don't even know what to say." He continues to stare at the plastic between you.

"Does…Does Steve know?" You shake your head. Not being able to gather the courage, you've been avoiding him for the last three days, terrified that you'd slip up and tell him but also unsure as to why you won't tell him.

"I've been trying to figure out how but I'm so scared, J." Tears coat your cheeks. Will moves behind you, hugging you and El as she was still by your side.

"It's going to be okay. Steve loves you. He loves kids. It will be okay because if he changes his mind, we will never change ours. We love you so we love this baby too." Will confesses. Your heart melts at your younger brother's words leaving you speechless as you look between the three curious faces surrounding you, all filled with love despite their worry.

“Yeah, I have to tell him today.”

“Do you want our help?” Will questions.

“No, thank you and I love you guys but this is something I have to do myself.” They nod, understanding.

“Well, if you change your mind, we are always here for you.” Jonathan reassures you, El chiming in with a soft ‘yeah’.

"You got to tell Mom tho. We don't love you that much." Jonathan jokes while he and your siblings get up, deciding to give you some space to process.

“Okay, but let me decide when to tell her.” You reply.

“Okay, but you have to do it soon.” His voice is stern, his features sharp and serious. Nodding, you agree.

“Tomorrow. Okay?” He nods before you ‘shoo’ them out. Closing the door behind them, you let yourself slide down the cold door.

How were you going to tell Steve?

How will he react? Would he hate you? Does he even want kids? It was something you two have never talked about. The relationship between you and Steve was still fresh, you two have only been seeing each other for ten months, even though you have been best friends. You loved each other but were still so new, way too new for a baby. It felt like there was a gaping hole in your chest when you think about telling Steve. Deciding to tell Steve tomorrow, you move to your closet and grab your pajamas to take a shower before bed.

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Today was the day you were going to tell Steve that you were pregnant. Sitting in your car staring at the doors to Family Video, your boyfriend’s job. Instantly, you regret coming to the shop to tell him, fearing that it was the wrong time. As you entertain the idea of leaving and telling him after work when you see his floof of hair pop out from between the glass doors, waving at you. Sighing, you gather your purse, throwing the test into your bag as you get out of the car and drag yourself to Steve who holds the door open for you.

“Hey, baby girl. What are you doing here?” He asks, putting his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side.

“Just came to see you.” Pressing a kiss against your temple, he winks at you with a soft ‘oh’. Robin waves at you from the front desk as you and Steve make your way to the back.

“Hey, you got the store?” He asks Robin who nods silently, watching as her crush, Vickie walks into the store. Turning the corner, he gently pushes you against the wall, arms resting over your head with a smirk all over his gorgeous face.

“So, You missed me, huh?” His voice is like velvet, smooth and sultry. Leaning over you, you felt dizzy and intoxicated with him, it almost made you forget why you came here.

“S-steve, we need to t-talk.” Stuttering, you stare at his feet, terrified. His smile drops as a confused look passes over his face like a dark cloud over a sunny sky, it makes your heart break seeing his mood change so drastically.

“What? Is everything okay? Has something happened? Are you okay?” Rambling, he throws out questions at you, anxious that you were hurt. Staring at him, you try to find the words but am unable to.

“It’s okay, baby. Whatever it is, we will get through it, I promise.” His voice is soft and genuine, trying to get what was wrong with you. Tears fall down your cheeks at his words, unable to keep it to yourself any longer.

“I’m pregnant.” Whispering, you cry, falling into his chest. Shocked, Steve hesitates as you fall into him. Quickly snapping back, he wraps his arms around you, holding you as you cry. Processing what you said, it hits Steve.

He’s going to be a father.

A dad.

Joy lights up in his chest, spreading over his whole body. He never told you, but this was always his dream for you two. He has planned his future with you since the moment you said you loved him back. You were it for him and he knew it. Loving you was something he never questioned or doubted for the last two years he's had a crush on you. You matter the most to Steve and seeing you crushed like this killed him.

"Hey, hey. It's going to be okay. Whatever we decide, we got this." He whispers in your ear, brushing your hair out of your face.

"I'm not leaving your side. If you want to keep this baby, I am here. If you want to look at our other options, I'll still be here. I love you." Wiping your tears away, he smiles down at you causing your tears to fade and a small smile of your own to form.

"I love you too, Stevie. I'm sorry. I just. I was so scared you'd be mad at me or that you'd hate me."

"What? That would never happen. I would never do that to you. You mean so much to me. And if you want this baby, they will mean so much to me too…..Do you want the baby?" Timidly, he asks, wide-eyed. Thinking about it, you allow the thought that you so desperately pushed away since you got that positive test. You knew.

"Yes, but only if you are there the way you say you will be, I would love to have this baby with you, Steve." You cup his face as a wide smile cracks through his anxious demeanor.

"Oh my god. We are gonna do this. Holy shit, we are about to be parents!" Steve holds your shoulders, jumping up and down like a kid himself. Reaching for his shoulders, you hold him firmly

"No, we are parents, Steve." Grabbing his hands you press them against your stomach, holding your belly. Then he kneels on his knees, leaning his head against you.

"We are." He says, humming against your tummy, fingers drawing patterns into your skin. As you look down on him, running your fingers through his luscious hair, you realize that this is all the baby needs. Yours and Steve's love and determination to make it work.

Hearing the doorbell rings upfront, you look around the corner, Steve lost in his little world, hugging your stomach. Seeing Robin talking to a customer, you laugh loudly as something hits you.

"You have to be there to tell my mom." Steve's face shoots up, eyes darting around your face to find any signs of a joke. Realizing you were joking, he stands up holding your face.

"Then you have to tell Robin." Your smile drops. Of course, Robin would love to be an amazing aunt, but Robin tends to ramble when she gets nervous, and babies make her nervous. With a sigh, you shrug.

"Fine. It'll still be easier than telling my mom." You laugh. Steve shakes his head and he leans in, connecting your lips.

"I love you so much, baby," Steve says, leaning his forehead against yours, nose rubbing together.

"I love you so much too, handsome. We got this."

"We do." He agrees, pulling you close.

You both were terrified, but together you can face anything thrown at you two.

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mariespen · 3 months

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thinking about mornings with boyfriend!steve harrington...

content: fem/gn reader! pure fluff 𓂃⊹

warnings: none 𓂃⊹

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ೀ⋆ Waking up to bf!Steve Harrington, the post-sleep haze causing you to feel groggy and cold, realizing that in the night you two separated from your hold on each other. Of course, when you shift on the bed to get comfier, it inevitably wakes up his (barley) asleep form and he reaches out for you. When he realizes you’re on the other side of the bed, he flips to face your half-asleep body and reaches out to hook one of his arms around your waist lazily. :( You giggle when he pulls you back to him and when you feel his smile on your shoulder, you flip to face him just the same. He’s still exhausted after a particularly late shift at Family Video so he just rests his tired face into the crook of your neck :( You sift your nails through his hair and soon enough he’s asleep again, still holding you close to him.

When he wakes up again a few hours later, his low sleep-ridden voice saying “g’morning baby..” and letting out a soft sigh before kissing you oh-so gently, like you’re the most precious thing to walk the earth. :((

ೀ⋆ Breakfast with bf!Steve Harrington when you guys eventually find time to stop giggling to each other in bed. You stroll into the kitchen with him at your heels and you start to bake scones and he’s trying to help in whatever way he can :( comments like “d’you need help, love?” and small, sleepy hugs from behind as he leaves kisses on your neck when you’re at the mixer. He steals pieces of the raw dough before you put it into the oven and tries not to laugh while he denies it when you ask him where a chunk of your dough went.

ೀ⋆ Getting ready with bf!Steve Harrington and doing your makeup in your bathroom while he’s trying to get his hair just right. He sits on the counter and hands you things when he finishes his hair before you’re close to finishing your routine. Trying to pick out an outfit for a group hangout at Robin’s and asking him about it, him saying little painfully unhelpful things like “I dunno love.. you look good in anything” and smiling when you roll your eyes.

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siriuslysmoking · 5 months

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Christmas Shopping with Steve

A/N: first day of Ficmas!!!! It's really just like a bunch of blurbs everyday till christmas, I don't have the time to write 25 thousand word fics. So enjoy I guess.

"Babe, we do not need this." Steve shakes his head to the fourty-two pack of diapers.

"We don't but James does." You say, referring to your older cousin who's wife is pregnant with their second child.

"We already got James something." Steve speaks, eyeing the overflowing shopping cart.

"This is for the baby." You side-eye him.

"The baby can't breathe on their own, why does it need a gift?" Even with his words, he lets the diapers fall into the cart.

You ignore his question, traveling to the next aisle, the toy aisle. Steve watches as your face lights up at the legos.

"You only want to get Jax that so that you can help him build it."

"What's the point of being his aunt if I don't get to help him build his legos?" You laugh as you squat to get a better view of the toys on the bottom row. "Oh! It's a castle!"

"It is, my love." He chuckles, putting the cart off to the side. "We have that one.

"But Jax doesn't."

"Oh, of course, how could I forget." He laughs as he leans against the cart, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"I can't stop." He laughs, "You are like a kid in a candy store."

You stand with a castle lego set in hand, you drop it into the cart while quickly giving Steve a kiss.

He doesn't let you do with just a quick peck, he encircles his arm around your waist to pull you back in.

After a few seconds, you give him a couple of pats on his chest.

"Hey, sir, we've got five more aisle before checkout." You smile against his lips, finally pulling away, "Patience, pretty boy."

"It's not nice to tease, darling." he throws his head back with a groan.

"Oh, but you love it." You smile, turning to push the cart to the next aisle.

"You're lucky I love you." He wraps his arms around you from behind as you turn to the next aisle.

day one ✔️

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hearts4court · 4 months

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Could you do Steve Harrington x freakishly strong fem reader? I think it would be so cute for her to just pick him up when he’s annoying her 😂. I just think the interactions would be so cute and funny.

Thank you!

Isn’t she lovely?

A/N: i actually adore this bc you could brutally beat up someone bc you’re so strong and Steve would just be like “isn’t she lovely?☺️” ^^hints the title^^

Pairing: Steve Harrington X fem!reader.

Warning: cursing, Robin third wheeling y’all, pet names(princess, babe, love, etc.), implied smut

Lemme know if i missed anything!

Visiting Steve at his job wasn’t uncommon. He loved having you there when Robin was starting to get on his nerves. And, Robin loved you there too, she loved having someone to talk to other then Steve as she didn’t have many friends.

When you walked into the video store, Robin was at the counter. She blinked at you before smiling and turning away,”Hey dingus, your princess is here!” she called out to Steve, crashing in the back of the store was heard making you laugh and Robin shake her head.

“Y/N!” Steve said, running out the back and picking you up and spinning you around.”Steve!” you giggle making him smile as you kissed his forehead.

“What are you doing here? shouldn’t YOU be working?” he asked.

“the store closed for the day because the air went out, it won’t be fixed till Friday.” you say, causing a big dorky smile to form on his face.

“Wonderful. How about you stick around for a bit? Robins driving me crazy.” he said, receiving a gasp from Robin making both of you turn your heads to the counter,

“How dare you, Harrington!” she said, making you shake your head. “Y’all act like children. Robin has an excuse, what’s yours, babe?” you joke as you hit his arm playfully.

“i hate to ruin the moment, but, dingus you have work to do.” Robin interrupted you two, receiving a groan from Steve.

“Fine.” He said as he went to pick up a box to stock up a shelf, “Here! let me help.” you say as you pick up the box with no struggle, unlike Steve.

He blinked. “What did your parents feed you as a child? steroids?” he asked in disbelief, Steve knew you were strong, but it still shocked him.

“No!” you giggle. “I just work out sometimes. And, a lot of my family is strong. It’s kinda genetic.” you say, causing him to blink more before chuckling.

“Come help me stock this shelf will you? Need someone to hold the box and Robin is to lazy.” he said as Robin flipped him off.

“Children, children. If y’all can’t behave then i’ll put y’all in time out.” you say receiving chuckles from both of them.

You brought the box to the shelf where Steve was standing and held in while he put movie tapes into their correct spot,”you’re so cute when you work, Stevie.” you say, making him blush.

Apparently, Robin heard you two, because a loud cackle was heard from over the counter. “Yeah, Stevie, you’re so cute when you stock shelves after complaining and putting it off for hours.” Robin mocked.

“Shut up, Robin!” he said, sucking his teeth.

"Steve, be nice."you say, slightly nudging him with your knee. He sighed before nodding,"Sorry, sorry."he said, glaring at Robin before taking the empty box from you.

"Hey, you know what i was thinking?" Steve asks, putting his arms around your waist, waiting for your immediate reaction to wrap your arms around his neck. "hmm?" you hum.

"How about we go on a date tonight? I know a great restaurant that just opened up, we should go there." he said, sounding a bit nervous. You couldn't help but smile and kiss his nose,"Of course. And then, we can go back to your place because..."you trailed off, "correct me if i'm wrong.." you smirked," you're parents are out of town, right?" you tease which caused him to blush and bit his lip.

"You're such a tease." he said with a soft laugh as he kissed your neck lovingly.

"but, you love me~~"you say in a low voice lightly nudging him with your hip.

"that i do, babe." he said kissing you with a dorky grin on his face.

oh how Steve loved his life.

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harrywavycurly · 11 months

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Double Trouble: You’ve known Steve Harrington for a while, you met at one of his house parties and just hit it off. Since then the two of you have occasionally hooked up here and there but now the two of you are about to be way more than just casual friends with benefits, you’re about to be first time parents to a set of twins. As if dealing with being a dad isn’t enough Steve also has to deal with Eddie Munson who just so happens to be your absolute bestfriend. So follow along as you and Steve transition from being casual hook up buddies to parents and maybe something more💙🩷

Type of Story: FWB to Lovers

Status: Ongoing

A/N: I’m sorry but everyone loves a dad to be Steve story so I just couldn’t help myself. Also Eddie is tossed in for comedic relief and he makes a great bestie but don’t get it twisted he is JUST your bff this is a Steve story✨

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Extras: here

*This is a texting story and you’ll find everything in the correct order below*

Part 1: Sweatshirt

Part 2: Twins

Part 3: Weekends

Part 4: Group Chat

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pappydaddy · 9 months

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right behind you (s.h.)

a/n: once again, ignore the title please! i suck at titles sometimes! but this is a surprise fic because i heard that it was one of my lovely moots birthdays today! and i know they have been going through a really hectic time in their lives right now so i wanted to put a smile on their face! especially since this moot has been with me since like day one of my blog and their continued support has been a godsend!

so, without further ado, here is your surprise birthday fic @the-weeping-author! i was kind of stumped for what to write for you, but i know how much you love eternal flame so i figured i would make a prequel to it for you! i hope you love it lovely! and a big happy birthday to you! 💛

tv show/movie: stranger things | pairing: steve harrington x fem!wheeler!reader

not requested

prequel to eternal flame

synopsis: steve protects y/n, showing he will aways be right behind her and will always have her back.

warnings: spoilers for season 2 (kinda) | violence | billy being billy | blood mentioned | fluff sprinkled in

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The fall of King Steve didn’t bother Steve too much, particularly because he realised that the “King Steve” personna was not all that it was cracked up to be. And, because he had more important things in life then popularity. Y/N Wheeler being one of them. He had always noticed her. When she was sitting in the cafeteria with her friends or walking around the parking lot at school. Somehow, he never realised why he would always notice her. Not even when he was dating her sister last year or when he had rescued her from the demogorgon before he even knew what a demogorgon was, had he realised. It wasn’t until they were in that junkyard with a gaggle of kids, beating off a herd of demodogs. He remembered the moment so clearly.

He was out there by himself, a stupid decision on his part, surrounded by creatures straight from his nightmares. He had failed to notice one creeping up on him, belly to the ground - ready to pounce. He could hear the creek of the bus door being forced open, the startled calls of the kids behind him. His heart was beating too loud to hear what they were saying, his bat wound up. Whirling around to yell at them for opening the door, his words died in his throat when he saw the demodog spring from the ground towards him. A scream ripped from his throat as he stumbled backwards, falling on his ass, his eyes wide.

Just before the creature landed on him, another body side checked it, causing it to fall to the dirt with a thud. Breathing heavily, Steve looked up at his saving grace, seeing Y/N standing there, another bat raised high in the air as the demodog jumped back up, growling at her. The moonlight rained down on her like a spotlight from where Steve sat on the ground. In that moment, he swore he could see a halo around her head. “Steve,” She yelled, eyes never leaving the demodog as it stalked towards her. “What the hell are you doing,” She cried, snapping him back to reality. “Get your ass up! You might as well be bait if you’re just gonna sit there!”

A loud snarl ripped through the air as the demodog lunged at her before a loud thud was heard followed by a yelp. Steve’s eyes landed on movement from the shadows, seeing a monster emerging, their stomach low to the ground, their weird petal-like lips ripping in silent growls. His eyes widened and his blood ran cold when he saw it was headed right for Y/N. “Watch out!” He yelled, springing up from the ground, his hand grabbing his bat from the dirt beside him. In one fluid motion, he pulled the bat back and aimed it right at the creature, the nails embedding into its head.

“There are too many, Steve,” She yelled as the demodog Steve just shook off the hit, its skin regenerating from where the nails dug into its skull. “We need to get back on the bus,” Her chest rose and fell in panic, their backs hitting each other. For a second, it was like the electricity her touch sent through Steve’s body electrocuted his brain, stopping all brain activity for a moment. “Steve!” She yelled when he didn’t respond in any way.

“You run for the bus, I will be right behind you!” Steve ordered her. He felt her back leave his, a sign she wasn’t wasting anytime to follow his orders. He responded equally as fast, whirling around to see her converse covered feet touch the bottom step for point five seconds before she launched herself into the bus.

“Steve!” She yelled, launching him into movement. His sneakers beat against the loose dirt, creating a cloud around his feet. He could feel the thundering footfalls of the monsters behind him. So much adrenaline was rushing through him that he blacked out, unsure if his feet even hit the steps of the bus before the door was being slammed shut, his body curled up by the seat, his head somehow landing on Y/N’s lap.

Breathless, he shifted his head, looking up at her. Equally as breathless, she looked down at him. Her face had a few smudges of dirt on them, her hair tangled. “I was right behind you.” Was the only thing he could manage to say as the sight of her this close to him took the little breath he had away from him.

Right now, as he watched her float down the hall, totally engrossed in her conversation with her friend from her science class, he could care less about no longer being “King Steve” knowing that he was the reason he wasted so much time not loving her. Sure, there were questions in his head before the junkyard incident about his feelings towards the Wheeler girl, but he was with Nancy - her twin sister (another thing he was kicking himself for). He just viewed every moment leading up to the destruction of “King Steve” as a waste of time when he was not worshipping the ground she walked on. A waste of time where he could have been holding her, not Nancy who boosted his popularity.

Closing his locker, he watched her as she made her way through the busy halls. She was so completely unaware of his eyes on her as she chatted happily about her upcoming summer plans. Steve secretly hoped she would frequent his new job at an ice cream parlour in the new Starcourt Mall. He wanted to see her in sundresses, standing at the counter as she waited for her ice cream cone. He wanted to see her eyes light up when she talked. He wanted to see the different outfits she pieced together. Jean shorts and a band shirt, a skirt and a blouse, or any combination she thought was comfortable for the heat of the day.

A commotion further down the hall pulled him from his daydreams, seeing it was coming from the mass of people Y/N had just disappeared into. Hoisting his half empty bookbag higher onto his shoulder, he rushed through the crowd, his heart hammering in his chest as the worst possible scenarios rolled through his head. The sight he saw did nothing to calm his racing heart, in fact, it probably made it worse.

There stood Billy, standing high above the crowd as he smirked down at Y/N, his tongue darting out to flick over his bottom lip. “If you want me to move, you need to make it worth my while, Sweetheart.” He winked at her. Steve could see he was resting against her locker, his blue eyes looking down at her as if she were another challenge. Another notch in his belt once he got his way.

“I would rather stick my hand in the bin of gym socks.” Y/N sneered up at him, her chemistry and biology books clasped to her chests. Steve could see the way she pressed them to her, her fingers gripping them so hard they were turning white. She might appear like she wasn’t scared of Billy, but Steve could see her fear. Especially after their interaction with the Hargrove boy this fall.

“Hey, Hargrove,” Steve’s voice boomed, pushing through the growing crowd as he marched towards the newly appointed “King” of Hawkins. “Just move and leave her alone,” He suggested in a way that told him it was not a suggestion. “Go find some other person to bug.” He waved the taller boy off, pushing him back in order to stand between Y/N and Billy, making sure Billy got to him first.

“Aw, look at this, your bodyguard is back, Wheeler,” Billy smirked, his blue eyes lighting up just like they did that night, but just like that night, Steve wasn’t backing down. “Remember what happened last time, Harrington?” Billy asked, his thumb swiping along his jaw as he set it, showing his defined muscles.

From behind Steve, Y/N gulped loudly, her hand reaching up to rest on Steve’s shoulder. Steve wanted so desperately to turn around and comfort her, but he knew how Billy played. He played dirty and the second Steve turned his back, he would strike when his defences were low. “Steve, I don’t want you getting hurt again-”

“Yeah, listen to her, Steve,” Billy said mockingly, stepping closer to the pair in order to intimidate Steve. “Walk away before I hurt you again.”

“You have a better chance of getting taken down by a 12-year-old girl again than of me backing down, Hargrove.” Steve informed him, his nose flaring dangerously. The two guys glared at each other, neither of them saying anything else as their jaws ticked. Everyone could feel the tension as they stared into each other’s eyes, waiting for the other one to back down or throw the first punch.

Knuckles cracked and teeth ground together as the hall fell silent, everyone waiting for the familiar sound of a fist connecting with someone’s nose. Gasps filled the hall when the sound finally came followed by a string of curses leaving Steve and Billy’s mouths. “Steve!” Y/N cried out in shock, she threw her books to the side, grabbing the back of his shirt to yank him back. With him out of the way, she could see Billy on the ground, his nose leaking blood like a broken facet.

Mummers filled the hall as everyone started talking about how Steve finally won a fight with only throwing one punch. “Are you okay,” Steve asked Y/N, his voice raspy. She gave him a look as she grabbed his hand from where he clutched it to his chest. “Hey,” Steve called gently, bending down slightly, his hurt hand slipping from hers to grasp her chin between his pointer finger and his thumb gently. “Are you okay?” He asked again, brown eyes pouring into hers.

“I am okay, Steve,” She answered him, pulling his hand from her chin to inspect it. “You didn’t need to punch him, you know.” She told him, eyes flicking up to meet his before dropping back to his blood stained knuckles.

“He was bugging you, of course I had to,” Steve shrugged, winching when she pressed on one of his knuckles lightly. She gave him another look, earning a sheepish smile from him in return. “I’m always right behind you. I always have your back, Y/N.” He confessed in more ways than one, wishing he could just actually confess. Perhaps, if he performed more kind gestures, she would finally see how he feels about her.

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ayyeitssarahh · 1 year

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Steve Harrington x Reader Kinkmas Day 1-Marking

TW: Breeding, Marking, Hickey’s, Making out. (That should be it but let me know if I missed any! Also, this it a couple hours late but here it is! Enjoy Day 1 of Kinkmas!)

Word Count:911

Now listen here, Steve Harrington is a pretty simple guy. It doesn't take much to please him.

However, this man has a little problem when it comes to Jealousy.

Flashback

“Steve Harrington if you don’t get back here right now!” I yelled, fast walking after Steve as he walked out of the room.

“I'm going to the kitchen!” He yells back.

I roll my eyes, turning the corner and leaning against the counter.

“What are you even so mad about?” I ask, folding my arms.

He closes the fridge and sets the orange juice on the counter. Tilting his head up and letting out a sigh.

“I just, I don’t like you hanging around Tommy. And yes, I know he is my friend but he is a total asshole!” He said, turning around to face me.

“Steve….” I whisper, “What are you talking about? Why are you bringing up Tommy?” I ask, walking towards him until I am standing right in front of him.

He sighs, “after we hung out with the group yesterday. And You went to the restroom. I kinda overheard him talking about you- Don't ask what he said..I’m not gonna tell you, but it was very…filthy” He said.

I snorted, “You’re mad at me because when we ALL hung out together last night, Tommy said some things about me” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No I- I’m not mad at you, I'm just mad. He knows you're mine! Why would he say anything like that at all?!” He says as his voice raises a little bit.

I move my hands to his arms, rubbing them up and down until they settle on his neck, “Steve, If you think, that anyone besides you, gets to have me. Then you must be the dumbest man in the world” I said, Pulling him down for a kiss.

He kissed back, Putting more force into, slowly pushing me back into the counter.

His hands move down my hips, picking me up and setting me on the counter.

I break the kiss to pull up his shirt, throwing it on the floor. Going back in for his lips.

My hands move to his belt, unbuckling it as fast as I can.

He breaks the kiss, moving down my neck, biting and sucking, surely leaving marks that I'll have to cover later.

His hands grab the top of my tank top, pulling it down so my boobs fall out. Wearing no bra tonight seemed like a good choice.

He moves down my chest, sucking marks on my left boob then moving on to the nipple. Sucking like his life depended on it.

I leaned my head back, letting out a loud moan.

“Oh God! Steve, baby please. I need you” I said, pulling his mouth off my nipple and back onto mine.

“Steve..I need your cock....Please” I begged against his lips, rubbing my thighs together, or at least trying to with him standing in between them.

“Alright fine baby, maybe I should put a baby into you. Then no one else can say anything about you.” He said, rubbing his cock between my folds.

“God yes! Put a baby into me Steve! I want your babies.” I said, Moaning loudly as he slipped his cock in.

“Mmm, Imma fill you up all nice.” He said, thrusting slowly in me.

My hands move to his back, pulling him closer to me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips down on mine.

I moan in his mouth as his thrusts speed up. Feeling a little flutter in my stomach.

“Oh Steve! Im gonna cum, I'm gonna cu-ahhhh” I said, cumming all over his cock.

“Almost there baby, I'm almost there” he said, pulling my head back to kiss me.

His thrust starts to get sloppy, and I know he's close.

“Come on baby, come in me. Give your babies!” I said, encouraging him.

“Ahh, oh my god.” He said cumming in me.

Taking a moment to breathe, he rests his head on mine.

“Damn babe, I know you’re possessive but just, damn” I said breathlessly.

He laughs, “You didn’t think I was done with you did you?” He asks, picking me up off the counter and heading to the bedroom.

He tosses me on the bed, crawling on top of me, “Oh baby, we’re just getting started” He said, kissing me again.

Flashback over

That leads me to right now. We have a breakfast date with the group in 20 minutes, and getting in the shower without looking in the mirror first left me this little surprise.

My neck and chest, covered in hickies that's gonna take some time to cover up.

“Damn it Harrington. You better call them and tell them some lie on why we’re gonna be late!” I told him. Looking at him through the mirror.

He leans against the door frame, smirking.

“I could tell them a lie, or we can just blow it off and I can give you more of those.” He said, walking over and putting his arms around my waist.

“Nope. No. Nuh uh.” I said moving away and back into the bathroom.

“We are not doing this!” I yelled.

He just laughed and walked out the room.

“I'll be waiting in the living room babe! Try not to take too long!” he teased.

I rolled my eyes, Ignoring him, wondering how long it's gonna take me to cover these up.

#steve harrigton #stranger things fanfiction #smut #steve harrington x fem reader #steve harrington smut #steve #harrington #steve harrington x reader #kinkmas #day 1

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mayrose713 · 2 years

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We'll Always Have Each Other (Pt 2)

Steve Harrignton x fem!reader,

slight Best Friend Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: Steve finds out about Y/n’s self harm after picking her up from her best friends trailer. This is pt2, please read pt1 before you read this part.

Warnings (Pls DONT read if any of these are triggering for you or makes you uncomfortable): Swearing, abuse, depression, self harm, panic attacks, trauma, ptsd, drugs, smoking, slight nudity but nothing explicit, fluff

Word Count: 2404

Pt1

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to get part two up, been dealing with a lot this last week but here y’all go. Most things that I write are based closely on my own experiences and traumas, this way I can write a better and happier ending though. If you go through anything similar please know you are not alone and you are always welcome to message me if you need to talk.

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The drive to Steve’s house was silent, Y/n just watching out the window at the passing houses and trees with her head pressed against the glass. While Steve kept his eyes on the road glancing over at his girlfriend every once and awhile, one hand on the steering wheel the other on her thigh rubbing his thumb in soothing circles.

“I’m sorry.” Steve finally said after pulling into his driveway and putting the car in park.

“What?”

“I’m sorry.” He said again, grabbing her hand to just hold. “I’m so fucking sorry Y/n/n.”

“Why are you sorry?” She placed the hand he wasn’t holding on his cheek.

“Because I’m your boyfriend, I should have been there to protect you.” He explains with tears brimming his eyes as he looks at her bruised cheek. “I can protect you from other dimension monsters but the real monster was in your own home this whole time.”

“Don’t beat yourself up about this Steve.” She wiped away a tear that fell down his cheek. “You didn’t know, I never told you or let Eddie tell you about any of this.”

“But still, I should have known something was up.” He closed his eyes while laying his head back against the headrest. “I mean it all makes sense, why you never wanted to go swimming, always wore long sleeves even in the hottest of summers, never really let me touch you. I should have realized something was wrong so much sooner.”

“Steve, baby. I did everything I could for you not to find out.” She started to cry again, making him look back at her.

“Why don’t we finish discussing this inside love.” Steve opened the door before going around and opened her door for her. “My parents are out of town for the week so we’ve got the place to ourselves right now. You can stay as long as you need to.”

Y/n just nodded her head and followed Steve inside his house and up to his room. She sat on his bed playing with her charm bracelet while watching him rummage through his dresser.

“Here’s a shirt for you to sleep in.” He finally turned around with one of his old Hawkins High shirts in hand. “It’s going to be pretty big on you but at least it’s something comfy.”

“Thank you Steve.” She gave a forced smile while hesitantly reaching out to take it seeing it was a short sleeve shirt making her nervous.

“Is that blood?” Instead of giving her the shirt he grabbed her hand gently to inspect the blood on her sleeve. “Y/n, did he hurt you more than just your cheek?”

“No. It must just be from when I used my sleeve to wipe the blood earlier.” She lied, knowing it was from one of the cuts on her wrist opening back up when they grabbed her earlier. “He just smacked me and his ring cut my cheek.”

“Baby, please don’t lie to me.” Steve begged. “You don’t have to keep anything from me, I just want to help you.”

“He didn’t hurt me anywhere else today Steve. I promise.” She tried reassuring him but it wasn’t working. “He only smacked me before I ran out of the house and went to Eddie’s.”

“What happened?”

“My moms always drunk when I get home from work and so my step dad expects me to cook dinner and have it ready by the time he gets home.” She starts to explain while not looking up at him. “Well I got home from my shift later than I usually do so dinner wasn’t ready when he got home. He said I can never do anything right and how I’m a worthless piece of shit. Said I’m lucky he lets me live in his house and he can’t wait for me to turn eighteen next month so he can be rid of me for good. When I tried standing up for myself he hit me to shut me up. So I left before he could do anymore.”

“You’re safe now baby girl.” Steve wiped the tears from her cheeks she didn’t know she had shed. “You won’t ever have to see that bastard again.”

“How Steve, I have nowhere else to go. I have to go back home eventually.” She sobbed as he pulled her into his chest.

“I’m calling Hopper first thing in the morning and we’ll get this figured out, I promise.” He rubbed soothing circles on her back. “For now, why don’t we get ready for bed.”

Y/n moved away from Steve who then gave her his shirt from before. She just sat there looking at it not sure what to do anymore but she knew she could no longer hide her biggest secret from her boyfriend anymore.

“What’s wrong?” He asked after noticing her lack of effort to get ready for bed.

“You’re going to hate me.” She put her hands over her face as she laid back on the bed trying not to cry again.

“Now why would I hate you? I love you so much.” Steve leaned over her, keeping his arms on either side of her so as to not crush her with his weight. “Come on baby, look at me please.”

“No.” She said while shaking her head.

“Why not?”

“BecauseIliedtoyou.” She said quickly while it was also muffled in her hands.

“Y/n I can’t understand you right now.” He tried gently removing her hands from her face but she wouldn’t budge leaving him no choice but to grab her wrists and force them away from her face though he wasn’t rough at all.

“Ow.” She hissed, as he placed her hands above her head.

“I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t mean to hurt you but…” He trailed off as he noticed her sleeve having rolled up a bit showing the cuts and scars on her wrist.

Y/n noticed the horror on his face when she realized what exactly he was looking at. She wiggled her way out from underneath him while he was still in shock and curled in on herself.

“It’s not what you think.” She said.

“What do you mean it’s not what I think?” He started to raise his voice a little as he stood up straight now rubbing his face and started to pace.

“I’m sorry.” Y/n brought her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

“How long have you been hurting yourself?” He asked. “A few weeks, a month?”

“Longer.” She mumbled trying not to sob. “Almost a year.”

“A year? A fucking year.” He yelled, pulling at his hair in frustration. “Jesus Christ.”

“I’ll just go home.” Y/n quickly slid off the bed and tried to get to the door before Steve processed what she said but she wasn’t fast enough as he grabbed both sides of her waist and blocked her path.

“Oh no you don’t. There’s no fucking way you’re going back to the hellhole with that bastard.” He growled out.

“It’s fine Steve. I’m fine. I'll live.” She told him now fully crying and having a bit of trouble breathing.

“But you’re not fine.” He then realized he’s being a bit too harsh as he noticed her breathing falter. “I just want to help you.”

“N-no. You don’t have to deal with me. I’m not worth it. I-I’m a shitty girlfriend and-and…”

“Hey, hey. You need to breathe.” He pulled her to him and sat down on his bed with her in his lap, head against his chest soothing her the best that he could. “Come on baby girl, breathe for me. I’ve got you. Just copy my breathing. Deep breath in… and out.”

She gripped onto his shirt as he coached her and tried her best to do what he says. He clearly has no intentions of letting her go until she’s calmed down from her panic attack.

“I’m s-sorry. You shouldn’t have to deal with me…”

“Don’t say that.” He cut her off, pulling away to properly look at her, grabbing her cheeks. “I love you baby. I will do anything for you. Please let me help you.”

“You don’t hate me?” She asked, still very scared about everything that has happened so far.

“Of course not darling. I could never hate you.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you, don't ever forget that.”

“I love you too.” She whispered.

“Now can I have a look at your arms please?” He rubbed her cheek softly.

She nodded her head as he pulled up her sleeves to see the angry red lines, which a few of the more recent ones had opened back up again and were bleeding. He couldn’t help but notice all the faded scars, too many to count. He then grabbed the back of her thighs, picking her up and took her to the bathroom placing her on the counter.

“How have you been treating them?” He asked, going back to inspecting her arms under the better lighting.

“I never thought about doing that.” She lowered her head for being stupid.

“It’s okay. I just don’t want them to get infected.” He said while grabbing the first aid kit from the cabinet before placing himself between her legs and grabbed what he needed. “I’ll help you with it, it’ll all be okay.”

He started cleaning her wounds, apologizing each time she hissed or whimpered in pain then wrapped them in bandages before kissing the back of her hand. He then cleaned the wound on her cheek before putting a small band aid over it and rested his hand on her cheek causing her to lean into his touch.

“Thank you.” She gave him a small smile.

“Anytime baby girl.” He smiled back. “Now can you truthfully tell me if you’ve hurt yourself anywhere else.”

“I haven’t.” She shook her head. “But…”

“But what?”

Y/n proceeded to pull her shirt off revealing the very large purple and black bruise on her ribs and several others scattered around her torso. He also noticed a few on her back from the mirror behind her, all of the bruises ranging in different colors due to the time they’ve had to heal.

“Oh my god Y/n.” He gasped. “How are you even moving around just fine? It looks like they would all hurt like hell.”

“I guess you could say I’ve gotten used to the pain from years of this.” She mumbled.

“I promise you that you will never have to experience any of this ever again.” Steve reassured her while looking through the first aid kit again. “I know I’ve got an ointment or something that can help sooth the bruises.”

After finding it he started applying the cream to all of her bruises. Apologizing when he pressed too hard on some of the worse ones. Y/n just watched as he did this, unable to keep her eyes off him. How did she get so lucky to have him?

“What are you staring at?” He asked, bringing her out of her trance once he was done.

“You.” She mumbled as he placed his hands on her thighs. “I don’t deserve you Steve Harrington.”

“No, you’ve got it wrong.” He smiled a little. “It’s the other way around, I don’t deserve you. You’re just so perfect.”

“Perfect?” She scrunched up her eyebrows before gesturing her arms out. “I’m broken.”

“You’re not broken, baby, this is just proof of how hard you have fought.” He pulled her to him, kissing her forehead. “I know I can’t force you to stop but please, please let me know if you ever have the need to harm again. And especially tell me if it got too much and you did hurt yourself, I promise I won’t be mad. I just want to help in any way I can.”

“But you also have so much to deal with too.” She reminded him. “I don’t want to burden you with my problems as well.”

“You aren’t burdening me with shit.” He placed his finger under her chin to have her properly look up at him. “We’ll always have each other! No matter what, okay?”

“Okay.” She smiled up at him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He gave her a quick peck to the lips. “Now let’s go to bed. Tomorrow will be a new day and we’ll get this all figured out.”

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“Hey man, how’s our girl doing?” Eddie asked from the other side of the phone after Steve asked to use it at the police station while he sat waiting for Y/n and Hopper to finish up.

“She’s talking with Hop right now seeing if they are able to make a case against her mom and step dad.” He explained. “I had gotten her cuts and bruises all patched up last night.”

“So she told you everything then.” Eddie sighed in relief knowing he didn’t have to keep his best friend's secret from her boyfriend any longer. “What’s the plan for her now?”

“She is going to stay with me for the time being no matter what happens. Hop said he would accompany her to her house to get her belongings to take back to mine.” He explains. “Then once she and Robin turn eighteen the four of us will be able to get a place all together like we’ve been planning.”

“Good. That is if she’s still wanting me to move in with you guys.” Eddie pointed out. “Tell her I’m sorry again for telling you and breaking our promise.”

“I will, don’t worry. Though I’m pretty sure she’s no longer mad at you.” Steve reassured the other male. “I bet she’ll be asking me if you and Robin can come over later.”

“Thanks man for keeping me updated.” Eddie laughed a little at Steve’s joke. “At least now all we will have to worry about with her is the nightmares and panic attacks which we all suffer from so.”

“We’re all here for each other. It’s the best we can do.” Steve said while fiddling with the charms on his key chain. “I’m sure I’ll see you later.”

“Alright, see you later.” And with that they hung up.

And sure enough Y/n wasn’t mad at Eddie any more having asked Steve if he and Robin could come over for a movie night.

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adr3amt0be · 1 year

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Just a short moment of Steve helping you with your hair while your pregnant

(Love this gif his eyes are ADORABLE)

Just Steve helping you with your hair (while your pregnant)

Of course Steve couldn’t let you move a muscle! He was always protective over you and a golden retriever when you weren’t pregnant but holy he’s always there when it comes to absolutely anything! You could be doing your hair,he’s spent so much time watching and helping you do it he’ll step in and do it for you,don’t want mama catching a cramp in her arms.“Hey hey I got it let me help” he’s so gentle with your curls/coils,he’d help you slick your hair up into a puff/bun and help you do your lil edges. “Anddddd done!” He would say with a smile on his face before kissing both of your cheeks,wrapping his arms around your waist to place his hands over your belly,he’d look up in the mirror at the both of you,you were so breathtaking. “Your so beautiful” he placed a kiss on your collarbone.

#steve harrigton x black reader #steve harrington x fem #steve harrington x pregnant!reader

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kaylans-imagines · 2 years

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the stranger incident

synopsis: in which y/n 'tulip' hopper teaches her kids to drive and gets roped into a competition with steve.

disclaimer: this can be read as a standalone, but the character 'tulip' is part of the mini series i may or may not be writing :) there will be other parts to this (they arent connected but yk) also petal is the moms nickname, not her actual name.

also beth is from this story created by the lovely @farfromharry

warnings: cursing. eddie being mean. a stranger named gloria??

word count: 3911

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Tulip had become a permanent figure in Beth’s life since she was two months old. Since that one afternoon where she had been forced to babysit by Eddie–she still didn’t know where he went–she had decided she and Beth had to have weekly outings. Over the course of the year, she had gotten better at taking care of the little girl. Y/N looked forward to the days when she would watch Beth, planning their day out so meticulously. She was well aware that the little girl wouldn’t remember any of their excursions, but that wasn’t stopping her from going all out.

Very rarely had Beth ever caused Y/N any problems. The baby girl would always enjoy the day without so much as a whimper, clearly content with being pampered. But she was still a baby. And when she was upset, she let everyone know. And she did. Oh, boy did she let the baby boutique store know.

Y/N wasn’t sure what had happened that made Beth start crying the way she did. Whatever it was either spooked or hurt the baby girl so much that her wails were ear-shattering. The woman tried everything; bouncing her, mumurming into her ear, and trying to give her a bottle. But nothing seemed to work and Y/N was on the verge of tears. “Beth, please, pretty girl.” The baby didn’t heed her words, carrying on with her pained sobs.

“B,” Y/N whispered again, running a hand up and down her back, “come on, baby girl. Let’s stop crying.”

The twenty year old had taken the pair outside, leaving her basket of stuff on an aisle, and settled them on a bench. She naively hoped the fresh air would comfort Beth, but somehow it had made it worse. A sob wedged itself on her throat when the eleven month old kept shrieking. In her frantic consoling, she failed to notice the elderly lady who had taken pity on her and followed them out, ready to offer her help.

“Are you okay, dear?” she asked, drawing Y/N’s attention to her.

“Yeah,” Y/N breathed, blinking away some tears, “I’m so sorry to have disrupted your shopping experiences.”

The older woman shook her head, sitting down next to her, “you did no such thing. Neither of you. I know how babies are–I had four of them myself–and it is not your fault. Sometimes, you just need some help.”

“Oh, no,” the younger woman started to protest. She wasn’t keen on strangers, even seemingly harmless strangers, carrying her best friend’s daughter. “It’s okay. I just…need a few seconds.”

“I don’t mind, sweetheart,” the older woman smiled, “but I understand your hesitation. Who would want a stranger reassuring your baby? I’m Gloria.”

Y/N looked at the woman’s outstretched hand, taking it after a beat passed between them, “Tulip. And this little girl is Beth.”

“That’s a beautiful name,” she complemented, “for a beautiful girl. May I?”

Y/N was desperate. She wanted Beth to stop crying, if anything just so she wouldn’t make herself sick or hoarse. So she gave in, passing the still bawling girl to the elderly woman, but watching her like a hawk. If things were to go south, she would be up in an instant. But they didn’t. Gloria seemed to be magical, instantly quelling the baby girl in her arms and soothing her into a peaceful sleep. Tulip couldn’t help but release a subtle sigh.

“Thank you, so much,” she sighed, welcoming Beth back into her hold and pressing a small kiss on her forehead. Gloria stood up from the bench and smiled at her.

“It’s not a problem, love. It takes a village sometimes,” she reassured, turning away from her and beginning to go about her day, but stopping before she was out of sight. “For what it’s worth, you’re doing an amazing job. You’re a phenomenal mother.” She was gone before Y/N could correct her; she wasn’t Beth’s mother. But her compliment had Y/N grinning–she had never thought about herself as a mother, but it comforted her knowing she would potentially make a good one.

“Let’s get you home, pretty girl,” Y/N muttered. Their day had sadly been cut short, but Tulip figured the baby girl just wanted to be at home–too much excitement for one day. The drive to the trailer park was uneventful, Beth sleeping the entire time in her carseat with Tulip listening to the lulled hum of the music from her stereo. The Munson baby had woken up when the car stopped, seemingly knowing they had arrived at her favorite place and person.

“Hey,” Eddie greeted when he caught sight of Y/N walking in with Beth in her arms. “How’s my girl?”

“Fine,” Y/N huffed with a teasing smile, “and Beth’s doing pretty good too.”

Her best friend scowled at her with a glare, taking his daughter into his arms, “you’re not funny, Hopper.”

“I know,” she grinned, “I think I’m hilarious. And so does she. Isn’t that right, B?” Beth giggled at her tickling, a sweet sound that was like music to Y/N’s ears. After the incessant screeching she’d had to listen to moments prior, anything that came from the girl that wasn’t that was a sweet sound.

Eddie rolled his eyes at her comment, sitting back down on the couch with Beth on his lap. Y/N had migrated to the Munson kitchen, searching for a snack. “How was your guys’ day?” Eddie questioned from his place, his voice somewhat muffled by the walls sectioning off the two rooms.

“It was fine until she started crying,” Y/N called back, “but this really nice 80-year-old lady offered to help me get her to stop, so I gave Beth to her and it worked.”

“You did what?!” He exclaimed.

“Yeah,” Y/N laughed casually, searching for a drink in the Munson’s fridge, unaware of the look of anger present on Eddie’s face. “She got her to stop crying, so she was like magic.”

“How could you be so irresponsible and naive?” he snapped, causing her laughter to cease. She furrowed her eyebrows, not understanding where his fury was coming from.

“I didn’t think it was a big deal,” she defended softly, “she offered to help, and I took it.”

“She could have been hurt, Tulip,” Eddie sneered. Never once had he ever said her name with such disdain. “Or worse. Did you even stop to think about what would have happened?”

“Eddie, you know I would never put Beth’s life and wellbeing in danger,” she tried, gaze drifting to the smiley girl in her best friend's arms, giving her a small smile back. Something told her it would be one of the last ones she shared with Beth for a while.

“Do I?” he snapped, “you’re careless, Y/N. I know you don’t live in the real world because you’re this rich girl whose life has been catered to since forever with a series of nannies caring for you, but you need to stop living in your dream fantasy and being so stupid and consider the potential consequences of your actions. You put Beth’s life in jeopardy, and honestly, it doesn’t surprise me that you’d be so reckless.”

He missed the way her eyes glossed over and how she had stopped fighting back, words instantly dying on her lips and leaving behind a metallic taste. If he had paid attention, he would've clocked the way her lips trembled and how she tried, and failed, to hide it by curling them. If he hadn’t been so explosively cruel, he would’ve seen the way his best friend, the girl who defended him wholeheartedly, was breaking at the seams. All because of him.

Y/N Tulip Hopper was a fighter. She would fight back until she was blue in the face with a hoarse voice. That’s why he continued with his hateful spiel—she didn’t stop him. She should have stopped him; it would have kept her from falling into pieces. But she couldn’t. Every single word he spewed embedded themselves into the crevices of her brain, clinging on to every single one of her insecurities.

“Eddie,” she begged quietly, hoping he would hear her over his conniption. Hoping it would end soon. He didn’t and it didn’t. “Eddie, please.” He didn’t heed to her cries. She couldn’t take it anymore. She ran out of the trailer, slamming the door behind her and taking the long way home. Never in a million years did she think her little freak, Eddie Munson, would be so cold towards her.

The dad wished he could have turned back time and smacked some sense into himself. Forced the man of the past to listen to her cracking pleas and to just shut up. It would have kept him from the waves of regret that seemed to drown him and the waterfall of disappointment in himself that pulsed onto him with great ferocity. If he were being honest, he deserved it.

He deserved every bit of harshness the world threw at him. He had never been a saint, a good person. He had never been one to help an elderly person cross the street, always brushing past them in a hurry (even if he had nowhere to be.) He had never volunteered his services at a kitchen, giving up his hours to help the unfortunate feel more lively. He had never given a voice to the underdog, shielding them and taking them in, even when society threatened to ostracize him for it. He wasn’t the type to stay and fight the good fight, always choosing to turn heel and run.

But she was. She was the person who helped someone cross the street, offering an arm to stabilize and an ear to listen, even if it came at the risk of her being late. She was always at a shelter, providing the residents with bits of dignity and humanity they had felt they lost. She was always equipped with a story or energy to accompany whoever in a silly dance. She had been his shield growing up, defending him against every jibe and insult the kids threw his way. She gave back a childhood he was sure he lost–she gave him a family. She would fight the good fight for those who couldn’t. Y/N Tulip Hopper was an angel, a saint, everything he wasn’t and could never be. She didn’t deserve to feel shitty.

And he had done just that. He made her feel shitty, picking at the scars that hurt the most and making them sting. It was an innocent mistake. And honestly, he probably would have done the same–Beth wasn’t Y/N’s baby, so how could she know how to soothe her? But it didn’t matter. The damage was done, and he wouldn’t see the aftermath his words had on her. Not until after she hadn’t been present for Beth’s birthday party, despite being one of the people planning it. And she had been so excited for it too, claiming to have bought more presents for the baby than she should have.

Of course he knew that she wouldn’t just forget about what happened, not when he was so blatantly barbaric with his words. But he figured that if he could push his anger aside for the little girl’s birthday, then so could she–nevermind the fact that she wasn’t angry. But she didn’t show up, and that reignited the dimming resentment he felt for her. In his eyes, she was being childish and immature. But to her, she was just giving him the space he needed from her, even if it could potentially have been the end of their friendship.

“Where’s your girlfriend, Harrington?” Eddie couldn’t help but ask. Steve furrowed his eyebrows at his tone.

“She’s at home,” he answered with a shrug, “she didn’t think you’d want her here.”

Eddie scoffed with a shake of his head, “so she’s not as dumb as everyone thinks.”

Steve stared at him in bewilderment, forcing himself to keep from starting an argument at a one-year-old’s birthday party. The last thing he needed was to get mixed up in this mess. He just couldn’t believe Eddie would say that about the girl who wouldn’t even think about uttering such callous words about him. “Everyone? Or just you, Eddie?” Before the metalhead could respond, Steve was walking away.

He feigned ignorance when he was helping Beth rip open a gift with no name on it, pretending as if he didn’t know just who gifted the bubble machine to the little girl. He was even more disgruntled when his daughter showed open favoritism for the object. He wasn’t about to express any gratitude towards Y/N, not when it was pure luck that his little girl was even able to celebrate her first birthday.

It had been Max who ended his unjustified and misplaced rage. She had all but stomped the grounds of the trailer park, crossing the small distance between the trailers and banging on his door. He firmly believed the redhead would have knocked it down if he hadn’t opened it. “Mayfield.” He greeted, semi annoyed at her and her loud intrusion. He had just put Beth to sleep, the last thing he wanted was for the one year old to wake up. “Can I help you?”

She glared at him, blue eyes peering into him harshly. “Yeah, you can start by explaining to me why El called me and told me her sister was crying over something you said. Why was Tulip crying, Munson?”

In a split second, Eddie’s eyes glazed over in resentment. “That’s none of your business, Red.”

Max scoffed, forcing herself into the Munson home, and crossing her arms over her chest. “Yes, it is. My Tulip is sad and heartbroken, and it’s your fault.”

“I hardly think it is, actually,” he argued, fully believing he’d been wronged. “Y/N can be a right bitch when she wants.”

“What did she do, Munson?” Max prodded, angry at the metalhead for uttering the word bitch to describe the woman who had stepped up to be an older sibling to her. “Clearly it wasn’t bad enough if you’re not moping the way she is.”

“She gave Beth to a stranger,” he snapped, not understanding just how Max could pin that on him. In his blind fury, he couldn’t hear just how silly it sounded. But Max did.

“Are you fucking serious?” She questioned, “and what did you say?”

“I simply told her like it is. She’s just another rich girl, living in a dream world who was being stupid and didn’t think about the danger she was putting Beth in.”

Max stilled, staring at him with disbelief on her features, “you’re an ass, Munson. You wouldn’t even be alive if it weren’t for her, or at the very least more broken than you already are. She was the one saving you from bullies and feeding you her lunches.” And with that, she stormed off, slamming the door on her way out. Eddie rolled his eyes, settling down on his couch and turning his attention back to the television.

His uncle found his hours later, still simmering and ready to explode. “Eddie? Is everything okay? Have you apologized to Tully yet?”

Eddie looked at him, “what do you mean have I apologized to her yet? She should be begging me for forgiveness.”

Wayne looked at him in disbelief, wondering where his usually sweet nephew was. “And why would she do that?”

“Maybe because she risked my daughter’s life?” He was sarcastic in his response, “honestly, Wayne, I’m shocked you’re not more disappointed in her for being so idiotic.”

“Eddie,” Wayne scolded, “she didn’t do anything wrong, son. I know where you’re coming from, but you overreacted. Nothing was going to happen to Beth, not when the chief of police’s daughter was standing right there. You made her cry, Eds, you made your best friend cry.”

“I honestly couldn’t care less, Wayne,” Eddie spit, “she was being senseless. I had every right to react in the way that I did. She doesn’t know what it’s like to be a struggling parent, and I doubt she ever will.”

“Neither do you,” Wayne argued, crossing his arms, “ever since that little girl has been in your care, you’ve had people to rely on. When you needed a break, someone was stepping in and helping you out. But no one more than the woman you claim was being ‘senseless and idiotic.’ Tulip has been there for you through everything this world has thrown your way, and if you keep being wrongfully angry at her, then you might just lose your best friend. You need to get over yourself, Edward Munson, because the only person in the wrong here is you.”

With those as Wayne’s parting words, Eddie was left alone. He jumped slightly when the door to his uncle’s bedroom slammed closed. With a heavy sigh, the curly haired man sat down on his couch with his head in his hands. Was it possible he overreacted? He forced himself to think back to that day. In his yelling, he hadn’t heard her broken sob or heart wrenching pleas. Or the way she stopped fighting back, taking every word he threw at her without defiance. Or how she tried to diffuse the situation, trying everything she could to decrease his anger. But he noticed at that moment, and it made him sick. “Fuck.”

It was late, too late for him to have shown up at the house so frantically. But he didn’t care. He was in the wealthy neighborhood his best friend resided in–coud he even call her that anymore?–before he could talk himself out of it. He had driven like a madman through the vacant streets, barely stopping at the signs and contemplating running reds when they took too long. He was in the driveway of the large home in record time, jumping out of the van and up the asphalt. He stopped himself from knocking on the door when he caught sight of the neighbors’ colorful flower bed. “It’s just a couple of flowers, they won’t know.”

(They would know, and the neighbors would hate the Harrington’s until they moved out of the neighborhood.)

Eddie never thought he would be standing in front of the Hopper-Harrington home with a bated breath and his hands gripping a makeshift bouquet of stolen wildflowers. But life had a funny way of proving him wrong. He spent two weeks in anger, firmly believing his best friend had been in the wrong—not once considering the possibility that maybe, just maybe he was the bad guy.

He gave Steve a small smile when the man opened the door. The greeting look that had previously adorned his face falling an instant at the sight of the man before him. “She doesn’t wanna see you, Eddie.” If the man’s voice wasn’t so monotone, Eddie probably would have believed him.

“But I want to see her,” he said, “you know, apologize. I was an ass–”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Steve dismissed, opening the door wide enough to let him in, “save that for her; she just told me to try and turn you away if by chance you came around. But, I’m over playing middleman.”

Eddie rolled his eyes, wiping his feet on the rug, and toeing off his shoes. They were strict about the ‘no outside shoes’ rule, which was peculiar to the man, but he has given up on fussing about it. “So, where is she?”

“Upstairs,” Steve answered, walking away from him to the couch where he was sitting before the interruption, nudging Dustin’s feet off of the cushion with a subtle scolding. “She’s in the bedroom.”

He should have gone straight to the room, but the kitchen caught his eye. He gravitated to it. He had a brilliant idea as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out the cold jar. Grinning to himself, he made his way up the stairs and to the last door on his right. With a soft knock, he waited for her to let him in.

“You can come in, Dustin,” she called out, voice distant, “I’m not moping.”

He pushed open the door, the jar of pickles in his hand, “I’m not Dustin, but I bring peace offerings.” He brandished the clear container he had raided from her fridge and the flowers from outside. She stared at him with trepidation and shock, pulling her arms tighter around herself and swallowing discreetly.

“Come to yell at me some more? Any other names you wanna try out?” she spat, bringing the blanket she had thrown around herself tighter around her shoulders. Eddie sighed, welcoming himself into the room and closing the door behind him.

“No,” he denied, “I, actually, um, came to apologize.”

“Edward Munson being the bigger person? I never thought I’d see the day,” she rolled her eyes.

“I didn’t want to lose my best friend cause I’m an asshole,” he was cautious, picking his words carefully, closing the distance between him and his best friend. Nothing like that day where he’d been abrasive and distant. “I made you cry, and I don’t think I can forgive myself for that. Even if by some miracle, you do.”

“You think just saying that’s what you’re here for is going to make me forgive you?” she questioned, not giving in to his puppy eyes. He had hurt her in an unimaginable way.

“No,” he confirmed before catching her by surprise by simply falling to his knees in front of her. “I’m gonna grovel and beg and plead until you accept my shitty apology. I don’t ever not wanna be your friend. I want to haunt our kids and our generations together well past our deaths. You’re just as twisted as I am, and where am I going to find a friend like that? Plus, I don’t know that I’d want you vindictively telling people my secrets if we ever stopped being best buds.”

Y/N couldn’t help the snort that escaped her, “you’re a freak,” Eddie had been forgiven. “We are not best buds.”

“But why?” he pouted jokingly, still on the ground, “I brought you pickles and flowers.”

She shook her head, grabbing them both from him, “Eddie, are these from my fridge?” He had the decency to nod his head while she only sighed. “Where are these flowers from? They don’t look anything like the ones from my shop.”

Eddie laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. “They’re your neighbors. I might have stolen them?”

Y/N gapped at him, “Eddie, they fucking hate Steve and me! You probably made things worse.”

“I didn’t know that!” He defended himself, throwing his hands up in defense.

“Why didn’t you just get flowers from the shop?” she questioned, “you have a key.”

“Why would I get you flowers from your own store, Tulip? That doesn’t make sense.” She rolled her eyes, patting the space on the bed next to her. He laid down beside her, cringing at the smell of the fermented vegetable in her lap.

“I missed you, Freak,” she confessed after a few moments of silence.

“Me too, Lippy,” he returned, “and so does Beth.” Y/N gave him a beaming smile. Just like that, things between them were finally mended.

~*~

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multi-fandom-fanfiction · 3 years

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WHAT I HAVE TO DO

Here is a list of my......

Request

ship request

drafts

Things I have to do

Ideas

let me know which of these interest you guys the most and I will start with that. I am not sure where to start with so many so if you guys could vote and any you would like to see first.

These are all the requests I have for ships and Imagines if you don't see yours it was either lost or I never got it please resend it.

ship request

A Riverdale Male ship

A TVD unspecified gender X Gender Neutral ship

A male and female Riverdale ship

A TVD and Riverdale Male and Female ship

Male MCU and Riverdale ship

Actor and Character ship for MCU and TO

Requests

Jamie and Cersei Lannister X Daughter!Reader (Platonic)

(Cersei wants to marry off there daughter but she is Jamie”s pride and joy and wont let that happen)

FP Jones X Teen!Reader (Smut) (FP Jones x reader!teens!rough)

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Platonic!!!) he’s sadistic like joffery? that’s the reason they’re really close and trust each other more than anything

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Smut) (joffrey imagine where him and his sister (2 years older) have always had sexual tension but they never saw it that way and one night while she’s changing joffrey bursts through the door angry about something but stops when he sees her. both of them at this point are horny for each other and he comes up to her kissing her while he grabs her breast and shes kind of in shock still but melts into it and yeah they have sex on the bed and take turns topping each other)

Ramsay Bolton X Sister!Reader (Smut) (Ramsay (got) has a younger sister and they often have intercourse, but this one night Ramsay brings Reek, his father and mother into readers room and ties them up. He tells them to watch. So Ramsay and her have really rough sex and tells them to look at her and makes her look at them to make sure they knows how good Ramsay makes her feel. When they’re done they kill them)

Betty Cooper X Fem!Reader (damn! i would have never imagined myself being with betty but when i was reading your post, u couldn't stop myself from smiling! soft girlfriends haha. i love it! 💖💖💖 could you do something like this but as best friends with cheryl/toni or even both if it's not too hard for you? i wanna see where it would go!)

Daenerys Targaryen X mercenary!male reader (The reader is a mercenary whom Cersei hires to kidnap Daenerys shortly after she arrives at Dragonstone. But instead of bringing Dany to Cersei, the mercenary decides to keep her for himself and tame her into becoming his willing lover)

Cersei Lannister X Fem!Reader (The reader faints in Cersei"s arm)

Petyr Baelish X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Semi Requested!) (Now that all of her brothers are gone Robert"s legitimate daughter has risen to be seated on the throne. Her council is demanding a husband what will the new queen do!)

Robb Stark X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Hey I love your work! Could I request some angsty robb stark x reader? Maybe reader is Cersei and robert’s true child and was married off to robb. Cersei is very distressed about your wellbeing when the war breaks out and when she learns of the plans of the red wedding, she begs her father to spare you. He does but at a price for your continued show of hatred of the Baratheons and lannisters. Letting you have to watch as robb dies and returning you home without realizing you’re pregnant.)

A wolverine request but I can't find the info (so if you requested a wolverine request please resend it)

In my drafts

Billy Hargrove X Fem!Reader and Steve Harrigton X Fem!Reader

Lip Gallagher X Sister!Reader (Maybe smut not sure)

Jughead Jones X Plus Sized Fem!Reader

Joffery Barathen X Twin!Sister Reader (Smut)

Sam and Dean Winchester X Sister!Reader (smut but none between Sam and Dean)

Ivar the Boneless X sister!Reader (Maybe smut not sure)

Jim Hopper X Younger Fem!Reader

FP Jones X Younger Fem!Reader X Gladys Jones (Smut)

Sweet Pea X Fem!Reader X Reggie Mantle (Smut? Nothing between Sweet Pea and Reggie/ )

Cheryl Blossom X Fem!Reader X Betty Cooper (Smut /Nothing between Betty and Cheryl/)

FP Jones X Fem!Reader X Sweet Pea (Smut/Nothing between FP and Sweet Pea)

Daenerys Targaryen X Fem!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut / Nothing between Dany and Sansa)

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut)

Margaery Tyrell X Baratheon(Lannister) Fem!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut/Nothing between Margaery and Sansa)

Ramsay Bolton X Sister!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut)

Ragnar Lothbrok X Christian Princess!Reader X Ivar Lothbrok (Smut/Nothing between Ragnar and Ivar/)

Lagertha X Lothbrok Fem!Reader x Torvi (Smut)

lagertha x Ealhmunding!reader x ragnar Lothbrok(smut)

Billy Hargrove X Harrington Fem!Reader

Steve Harrgton X Henderson Fem!Reader

Jason Dean X Fem!Reader

Mark Sloan X Shepherd!Reader

other things I have to do

Post the next few updates to A Dark Truth

Update my books on wattpad

ideas I have that I may post to get back into writing to add to the drafts for another time

Bellamy Blake X Fem!Reader

Klaus Mikaelson X Fem!Reader

Lincoln Kom Trikru X Fem!Reader

Damon Salvatore X Fem!reader

Octavia Blake X Fem!Reader

Kai Parker X Fem!Reader

Raven Reyes X Fem!Reader

Sebastian X Fem!Reader

Josephine Lightbourne X Fem!Reader

Hope Mikaelson X Fem!Reader

Chuck Bass X Fem!Reader

Lizzie Saltzman X Fem!Reader

Blair Waldorf X Fem!Reader

Dark!Josie Saltzman X Fem Reader

Bellamy Blake X Sister!Reader (Smut)

Caroline Forbes X Fem!Reader

Bellamy Blake X Sister Reader X Octavia Blake (smut)

Rebekah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Klaus Mikaelson X Sister!Reader (Smut)

Klaus X sister!Reader X Rebekah (Smut)

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siriuslysmoking · 5 months

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Taking the Kids to See Santa with Steve

A/N: Day 11!!! WHOOP WHOOP! Core memories was going to see santa as a kid. Steve and Reader have 4 kids, oldest is a boy names Theo, then Amelia, then the twin girls Octavia and Kya

"Daddy! Daddy! Hurry!!" Theo shouts, tugging on Steve's hand.

"Hold on bud." Steve lets out a laugh, looking back at you where you are with the stroller. Small arms hold onto your leg as you walk, pushing the stroller with the twins. The six year old boy continues to tug on his father's arm as Steve calls for Amelia.

She detaches herself from your side and joins her older brother and father.

You take a picture of Steve hand in hand with your children passing the North Pole sign.

The six of you came from a nice dinner with Steve's side of the family.

Since you were all in nice clothing you decided to get in the queue for meeting santa. Your group traveled around the store wasting time. But when Theo and Amy saw the snow covered elf houses no one could hold them back. Your twin girls in the stroller stared at the shiny lights decorating the ceiling.

You agreed with Steve to wait in line with the twins while he explored Santa's Workshop with the two older kids.

You rock the stroller back and forth watching your two kids drag your husband back and forth through the shop.

Steve joins you in line about ten minutes later when you are third in line. "Hey love, long time no see."

You kiss him lightly, smiling into the kiss. WHen you get to second in line you get the Kya and Octavia out of the stroller, holding them in both yous and Steve's arms.

Your two older kids run up to Santa and sit on his lap, You and Steve set the girls into their older siblings arms, making sure they're secure before moving away for the photo. "Now what would you like for christmas?"

"A dollhouse." Amy smiles up at the man, he looks to Theo who quietly says, "A brother."

You and Steve barely hear it, but when you do you both share a look and a smile.

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I still hate you.

A/N: Kinda sped this up a bit by making the dialogue short cuz like— i love plus size!smut!! i need to go church after this, cuz it was FILTHYY. but i hope you like it<3🫠🙈

Requested by: @heartz3dom

Request: enemies to lovers with Steve Harrington X Fem!plus sized!reader with smut

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Pairing: Steve Harrington X Fem!plus size!reader

Warnings: cursing, reader wears glasses, kissing, sexual themes, p in v, mentions of blood, steve is a warning himself bc OML, Carol and Tommy.

God you hated him. His attitude, his intelligence, and his stupid, stupid hair.

Steve Harrington, the King of Hawkins, he was cute but the best thing about that asshole was his pretty face, and his hair.

He practically had girls throwing themselves on him constantly, all except you. You hated him, he hated you, y’all were always arguing about who’s better. Whether it was who’s better at exams, getting bitches, or holding a record for best drinker.

“C’mon Steve! You need to get laid.” Tommy said nudging his friend,”Stop fighting with Y/N for once, and go get yourself a girl!” Carol said.

“i don’t know. After Nancy i just-“, Steve started to say before Carol cut him off with a scoff. “Who cares about Nancy? You deserve a real girl, not some wannabe ‘innocent’ suburban girl.” Carol continued, making Steve sigh.

Steve couldn’t date or get with another girl. There was always someone on his mind, no it wasn’t Nancy. It was you.

Your laughter, the way you laughed kinda loud sometimes when something was really funny.

Your hair, how you always did something cute with it whether it was up or down.

And your eyes, how they lit up when you got excited about your interests, seeing your friends after a long day, or when you got good scores.

———

“i hate parties, Nancy! i don’t look good in dresses and the smell of alcohol makes me sick.” You say turning your head from her and putting your hand in front of her, to stop her speaking.

“Come on, Y/N! you’re so pretty and you need to live a little, stop staying in your room and reading books all day.” Nancy said while pushing your glasses up your nose as they were slipping off.

“Fine. Only for you.” You finally say after a long sigh, making her smile.

———

The night of Steve’s party, you put on a dress you liked and did your hair and makeup, trying to make yourself feel good.

When you heard Johnathans car honk, you know Nancy and Johnathan were here to pick you up.

“You look so pretty, Y/N!” Nancy said looking you up and down.

“You look- uh.. beautiful.” Johnathan stuttered with a soft smile, He was shy but he was still so respectful. Obviously Nancy didn’t take offense to his compliment towards you, because Johnathan loved Nancy with all his heart and would do anything for her.

“Thanks, Nanc. Thanks Johnny.”You say as you get into the car and buckle up.

“Yo! Steve! Drinking contest, you up?” Tommy said, making Steve shake his head.”Nah i’m good.” he spoke till his eyes widened as you walked into his house.

“Oh my god. She does not look good in that dress. She’s to fat.” Carol said smacking her gum.

“Shut up Carol.” Steve scoffed walking away from them.

———

You and Nancy were both talking in the kitchen when Tommy came up you, and began to flirt with you.

“I’m not interested, Thomas.” you say, Tommy had a girlfriend and you were respectful of that, and, Tommy wasn’t your type anyways.

“Come on, just because your big doesn’t mean i can’t treat you right-“ Tommy said before Carol came up to the three of you.

“Tommy! why are you flirting with Nancy the slut and Fatty?” She scoffed, “Don’t talk about us like that-“ Nancy started before Carol cut her off.” Shut up, Wheeler. And you- You do you think you are flirting with my boyfriend, Y/N?” Carol asked shoving you.

“i’m not flirting with Tommy! he’s flirting with me.” you snap back,” Yeah right, Nobody would flirt with you, Fatass.” Carol scoffed.

Tears built up in your eyes as she insulted you on your weight, when you felt something grab your waist and pull you behind them, you looked up at them and it was— Steve?!

“Both of you, out of my house, Now.” Steve said to his friends as he held you close to him, like he protecting you.

“Steve man it was—“ Tommy started to say before Steve cut him off just like Tom and Carol do to him.

“Now! take yourself and your bitch of a girlfriend and get the hell out of my house!” He scolded, heat rose to your cheeks as Steve defended you. He threw his friends out of his house just for you.

“Come on, Y/N. let’s get you cleaned up.” He said as he took your hand and led you upstairs to his bedroom to clean your face off from the tears and smudged makeup.

“Steve— why did you do that? You hate me, we hate each other.” you said as you sniffled. He didn’t answer, he just sat you down on his bed and wiped your makeup off of your puffy eyes and red face.

“Steve. Answer me.” you whisper, grabbing his wrist, making him stop and lock eyes with you. It’s almost like something snapped in him, he quickly smashed his lips onto yours without hesitation. You kissed back, letting go of his wrist and wrapping your arms around his neck.

He growled lowly and immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and under your thighs-“Steve no-“ you say between kisses making him pull away,”what’s wrong?” he asked with concern.

“i’m— im heavy.” you whisper making him scoff,”i love everything about you. Your eyes, your voice, your personality, your body is just a bonus and probably the best thing about you.” He confessed making heat rise on your cheeks once more, and between your legs.

“Now, don’t ever doubt the way you look. you’re gorgeous. If you ever doubt yourself around me.. i will fuck you in till you believe you’re beautiful.” he said before kissing you again, sliding his hands up your thighs and under your dress, making you moan softly in his mouth.

He pushed you back on his bed and took off his shirt unbuckling his belt, he pushed your dress up and over your head. He looked down at your body in shock as he licked his lips.

“fuck.. you’re beautiful, my love. and you’re all mine..” he growled lowly. Steve leaned down and kissed your neck, unclipping your bra and discarding it on the floor with the rest of y’all’s clothes, he slid off his pants and boxers, pulling off your panties and sliding into you slowly causing you to gasp.

“just like.. cmon princess.. take all of me..” he whispered pushing himself into you fully.

“oh fuck-“ you whine as he thrusted into you slowly, “doing so good f’me..” he praised, you grip onto his shoulders, digging your nails into them.

“Steve— please, go faster!” you whine as he cooed,”anything for you, baby..” he grunted as he sped up, feeling you tighten around him.

“close already? i’m just getting started..” he chuckled lowly as he looked down at you, back arched, lip slightly bleeding from how hard you bit it. He gripped onto your hips, hard enough that they’ll definitely have bruises by morning.

“Fuck- m’gonna cum-“ you whine as he left hickeys on your neck.

“Yeah? be a good girl and cum on my cock, baby..” he groaned as he sped up his thrusts.

As soon as he felt you clench around him and cum around his cock, he came inside you before he pulled out and fell beside you, pulling you to him causing you to lay your head on his chest while he traced your stretch marks on your stomach.

“i hope your on birth control.” he whispered making you giggle, “i am, don’t worry.” you mumble sleepily.

“I still hate you, by the way.” he said making you hum, as you drifted off.

“No you don’t.”

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