#steve harrington discourse

[roanniom]

Issa! I was rereading your fic about Eddie’s ears being really sensitive and it got me thinking: what is Steve’s most sensitive spot?

Maddie you are a DREAM for asking that. I kept trying to think of different things but for some reason my brain would not let go of the idea that it’s his chest??

Steve Chest Hair-rington

Like he’s lying with his head in your lap while you sit on the couch. He’s reading a magazine and you’re reading a novel. It’s a lazy weekend, warm in your apartment because you have the heater on and he never put on a shirt this morning when he rolled out of bed.

Absentmindedly you lay your hand on his abdomen after flipping a page, shifting in your seat beneath him. He hums and reaches up to play with your fingers for a second before also reaching to flip his own page. Without the weight of his hand on yours you slide it up and begin thoughtlessly combing through the hair dusting his chest.

You don’t think anything of it. You’ve passively touched his chest many times before. But as you continue smoothing your hands up and around his chest, you begin to notice that it’s begun moving up and down a little more. His breathing is getting shallower beneath your palm.

Without turning your head you cast a glance sidelong to take him in. Though he still holds his magazine aloft, his eyelids are closed. You experimentally caress him, with more intention, and notice a quiver in his bottom lip. Your brain lights up in immediate interest over your new discovery. But you don’t want to spook him, so you continue at the same rate.

In the next circling sweep of your hand, you make contact with one of his nipples and you feel his body shudder. The sudden movement has you looking over at him more fully and your mouth waters when you realize that in the time since you’ve started touching him, he has fully tented his sweatpants.

“Stevie. You got something to tell me?” you coo. Steve drops his magazine flat on his stomach and looks past it to his raging erection.

“What? You mean the fact that I’m hard?” he asks. So fucking casual. He even looks up at you from his reclined position with his head on your lap, a lazy grin on his face.

“Yeah. The fact that you’re hard,” you say, rolling your eyes. “What did it? You looking at something dirty in that magazine or…” you trail off and scratch your nails lightly through the thicket of hair on his chest again. Steve’s hips shift impatiently and he huffs a laugh.

“Well obviously it’s that,” he says, gesturing up to your moving hand. “I get turned on whenever you touch me.”

You let your fingers ghost over his nipples again and his hips buck. You smirk down at Steve and a deep red blush colors his cheeks and neck. You quirk a brow and he frowns.

“Ok, maybe I like you touching me there. Specifically.”

You delicately pull Steve’s magazine out of his grasp and place it, and your book to the side. He watched you, confused, but when you pull at him to have him shift on your lap he silently lets you maneuver him.

He ends up with his head on the pile of pillows that had been sitting besides you on the couch, his back now rested fully across your lap. Steve’s breath catches in his throat as you simultaneously do two things - 1.) you slide your hand across the hairy plane of his chest with your left hand and 2.) you reach and palm his cock through the fabric of his sweatpants.

Steve let’s out a quiet groan, his eyes rolling as he shuts them. He reclines in your arms. Completely at ease in your grasp.

“My my, Stevie. Have we discovered a new sweet spot?” you tease, playing lightly with his nipples again and loving the affect it seems to have on him.

Steve opens his eyes and grins up at you. In spite of the warm flush that’s spread from his neck, down his cheeks and onto the chest you’re attending to, Steve doesn’t look embarrassed.

“Guess so, baby,” he agrees. He brings his hand on top of your right one, squeezing to make you grasp the shaft of his cock in a firmer grip. “Wouldn’t mind if you kept discovering more.”

Your stomach flips pleasantly over his casual dominance. Even in this extremely vulnerable position - in your lap, melting under your hands, turned on by something so simple - Steve still finds a way to make you feel like he’s running the show. Arousal pools between your legs, but you’ll get to that. For now, you think, pulling your hand out from under his so you can shove it under the waistband of his sweats and grasp his cock - you want to explore some more.

#steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #stranger things smut #steve harrington discourse

[metalheadedarts]

Steddie this. Hellcheer that. Eddie has TWO HANDS!!

#steddie #hellcheer #steddissy #eddie munson #steve harrington #chrissy cunningham #stranger things 4 #stranger things fanart #i'm not trying to start ship discourse. i just think Eddie should date Steve AND Chrissy

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

To the people in the Steddie tag and anywhere else,

Some people are still misinformed about Chrissy's age. Either they aren't aware of her actual age because other people have misinformed them, or they're making Chrissy intentionally younger, so that way Hellcheer looks gross. It needs to be rectified. Chrissy was not 16 or anything younger than that. She was 18 and a senior in high school. Eddie was barely even 20. They were only two years apart, and that's NOTHING. It's been said by the people who worked on the show that Chrissy was of age. If you didn't know, because someone intentionally misinformed you, you're forgiven, but if you are intentionally making this shit up to make people who ship it look disgusting, please grow the fuck up. I am a multishipper. I ship Steddie, Hellcheer, Stancy, and many others. Hellcheer is a harmless ship. If you don't like it, then block the tag and move on, but do not actively try to make up shit about it. That's not cool. And yes, I'm aware that it's not all Steddie shippers, but it's enough, and it's quite frankly, annoying.

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #joseph quinn #steve harrington #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x eddie munson #hellcheer #fandom discourse #rueleigh's thoughts #rueleigh rants #rueleigh is tired

[avi17]

Oops 😅

#chaipunk #goldenpunk #steddie #Hobie Brown #pavitr prabhakar #Eddie munson #Steve Harrington #across the spiderverse #atsv #stranger things #this is a very not at all serious post XDDD #please do not discourse about the superficial comparison here that is the entire joke

[kiraxcute]

I'm not sorry, Eddie would beat the shit out of Billy in a Denny's parking lot with Steve filming in the background, cause fuck Billy Hargrove

#anti billy hargrove stans #anti billy stans #anti billy hargrove #anti mungrove #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #fandom discourse

[uglynavel]

Harringrove antis and specifically St3ddie shippers saying we only ship Harringrove because they're two attractive white men is so hypocritical as if they aren't doing the same thing.

They act like they don't remember both Joe K and Joe Q saying they weren't romantically coding anything and it wasnt until st3ddie shippers asked Joe Q over and over about the ship until he caved in and said yes.

Dude was literally pushing Hellcheer at first and admitting that Eddie and Chrissy had chemistry

Also that's not the big brained statement that antis think it is when really we all need to be sideying the duffers for casting 98% white people for this show

Like who the fuck else are we supposed to ship these characters with? It's not out fault all the main adult characters are white

#tw fandom discourse #stranger things #harringrove #i censored st3ddie cause i can't deal with them right now #cause it'd be like talking to a doubled brick wall #billy Hargrove #steve Harrington #eddie Munson

[tea-time-with-london]

It was not Steve's fault at all that st*ncy ended. Him trying to get her not to tell barbs parents was literally him trying not to break an NDA that could've gotten her and other people killed. Him trying to get her to go to the party was an attempt to get her to loosen up and stop worrying about it, so that she would break the NDA and get people killed. Steve was not a shitty boyfriend.

Confession #70

Before I answer this, y'all don't have to like...censor ship names with the * on my blog LOL it's okay to type them out.

Okay so...personal opinion...neither Steve nor Nancy were solely responsible for the break up. I don't believe it's fair to place a break up on one person's shoulders. These are two teenagers, who tried to navigate a relationship, while also being exposed to supernatural forces, death, trauma, etc. The blame for their relationship ending is not placed on just one person's shoulders. They're just kids.

Diagnostically, Nancy has PTSD. She meets the criteria for it. This 16 year old was traumatized by her friend's death, and wanting to investigate, to find answers, is quite literally how she attempted to cope with Barb's death. We can make the argument that she had tunnel vision, and the only thing she was focused on was getting justice for Barb, even if that meant breaking the NDA. And sure...maybe she wasn't totally thinking about how breaking the NDA could potentially harm other people...but Nancy knew something was up with the government and Barb's death. Nancy Wheeler, in her own way, wants to make the world a better place, and that includes getting justice no matter the cost.

Steve was exposed to these things, too. Maybe not to the extent Nancy was, but still. The way he copes is by using distraction techniques. This isn't something that can work for Nancy because she is, by nature, a very investigative and answer driven person. She cannot afford to use distraction techniques, like a Halloween party, to cope with her friend's death. This is Steve's coping skill, and that's not a bad thing. They had been working on their costumes, so clearly they were both at one point excited to attend the party, so Steve talking about the party wasn't out of malice, and it wasn't him trying to be dismissive of Nancy even if it could have come across that way. It was him trying to get Nancy to use his coping skill, not knowing that she needed something different. She wanted him to take action with her.

Steve and Nancy, not purposely and not maliciously, hurt each other. There is no 'one is more wrong than the other'. Steve and Nancy got together at a time in their lives where they, unfortunately, could not give the other person what they needed. Nancy could not give Steve the reassurance he needed, and Steve could not give Nancy the action she needed. That is so heartbreaking to think about, given what they've gone through. Steve and Nancy deserve grace and compassion, not blame. If all of us were in their position, we wouldn't want people to blame us. We'd want compassion and understanding.

All in all, they both needed to understand each other more. They both needed to grow, respectively. The one thing I love about season 4 is how you can see their growth. The audience can see Steve becoming more emotionally vulnerable, wanting to take part in the action that Nancy needed in the first place (volunteering to go with Nancy to the library, being the first one to jump in the lake). I believe in season 5 we will see Nancy start to come to terms with her trauma, and realize that it wasn't Steve's fault, or her's, for Barb's death. And there's where the reassurance piece comes into play, with Nancy reassuring Steve that neither one of them were to blame.

I'm curious to see where the Duffers take them in season 5. I'm curious to see the...what did Robin call it? "The rekindling of two flames who never should have been snuffed out." Maybe Steve and Nancy's flames needed to be snuffed out in the beginning, only to be relit and burn brighter in the end.

#confession 70 #stancy #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #stranger things confessions #london's confession hour #stranger things #stranger things confession #stranger things fandom #stranger things netflix #stranger things characters #stranger things discourse

[haaawaiianshirt]

my issue with "stans" and people who like Billy or any other Stranger Things Guy is not that they like him, sympathize with him, headcanon him, whatever, (I know nothing I say can talk you out of liking them but it's fine, to each their own) it's the rampant hypocrisy yall like to spout I am SO sick of it

I appreciate that y'all want to take a nuanced look at the source material, but you can't cherry-pick what parts of the narrative you want to acknowledge !!

y'all want to talk about classism and ableism within the show, which i admire! those are super interesting themes in Stranger Things!! but you all REFUSE to acknowledge or interpret the themes surrounding racism, misogyny, and cycles of abuse and it discredits any argument yall wanna make about your special little guys.

I can acknowledge that Billy is a survivor of his father's abuse, I can see that he is a complex and interesting character and I don't care that you guys like him for this! but what y'all conveniently like to omit is that he chose to perpetuate the abuse he faced onto Max. he could have forged a relationship with her like his literal narrative foil, Johnathan, did with Will in the face of their abusive father, but he didn't and that was His Choice.

or the common argument about Nancy and ableism for example! (and before yall come for my ass, yes, i am autistic.)

when Nancy is rude to Robin one (1) time, it's not because she's an overwhelmed teenager who just lost another friend and has had to face so much doubt in her ideas thanks to the men in her life and is just now trying to forge friendships again, it's because she's a master manipulator ableist obviously.

So, if y'all care about Nancy getting annoyed with Robin, where are the posts shunning Steve for being mean to Robin? calling Robin hyper? for telling Nancy that Robin has "problems"? for letting Robin run off into the Upside Down alone? is that not more ableist than Nancy getting annoyed with Robin for talking a lot in a high-stress situation?

Do you see the issue?

how are y'all willing to excuse Billy for attacking actual children but aren't willing to provide that same grace towards Nancy when she protects those same children with her life?

you ask us to see the truth behind the actions of Billy and Steve yet condemn Nancy for every mistake in the same breath? what exactly is the line between a traumatized teenager and a monster in your mind?

you claim that Nancy is evil and classist towards Johnathan but ignore the sexism (which is literally. the main conflict. of their relationship. they don't understand each other), neglect, and parentification she faced. you wax poetic that Billy is so misunderstood but ignore the way he routinely tormented Max and attacked Lucas for dating Max, which both the Duffer Brothers and Caleb himself said is meant to be racially motivated.

y'all make up so many reasons to forgive and excuse the men of the narrative for their behavior but do not allow female characters the same grace and it is so. annoying. y'all want to be this cool nuanced fan safe space but you just pull the same shit as a dudebro movie buff echo chamber and I'm soooo done with it.

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #they are just some guy #fandom discourse #idk babys first im just so fed up #got told to See The Evidence In The Narrative about Nancy's Hatred For Disabled People from a BILLY STAN and that was the last straw

[roanniom]

You've heard of love at first sight. Now get ready for, I want to put a baby into you at first sight

If that's not Steve, idk what is

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

tw: pregnancy kink

Steve Harrington 100% wants to wife you up on sight.

He first sees you from a distance at the pool, buddying around with Dustin. You're the new lifeguard, freshly moved to Hawkins and lovelier than anyone he's ever set eyes on. The way you interact with Dustin makes his heart swell and when the other teens join around him and start asking you questions, Steve has to take a deep breath because he's already three years down the road in his imagination, driving a station wagon with you in the passenger seat.

It's your third date when he first thinks possessively about what it would be like to have a family with you. You haven't even had sex yet - he's trying not to fuck this up. You make out in his car and he feels you up over the clothes like a respectable gentleman.

But when he gets home that night, he feels his cock growing rigid with thoughts of you underneath him, above him. Of cumming deep inside you and keeping you full all night long. He fucks his fist and imagines how you'd grow big and round and how everyone in Hawkins, Indiana would know that you were his.

He doesn't tell you any of this until a year into your relationship. You've always known, though. Deep down you've seen the look in his eye when he fucks you certain ways. Seen the way his hand presses against your abdomen. The way he often gets horniest after you've all been hanging out with his large group of friends and he's been impressed by how you've taken on a caretaking role with them to pair perfectly with his.

A year in, however, you decide to ask him about it. And you do - while kissing down his body and jerking his cock with a spit-slippery hand. You'd just hosted a dinner party for the friend group and Steve had, predictably, become very handsy with you when everyone left. Fooling around on the couch you just bring it up.

"Do you ever think about getting me pregnant, Steve?"

Steve's whole body seizes and his eyes flash to yours. He waits a second before responding, seemingly trying to ascertain the opinion behind the question.

"Why...why would you...I mean..."

You shush him and climb on top and hover over his lap. You lower down on top of him, your skirt obscuring his own crotch, until your bare pussy comes into contact with the tip of his cock. He inhales sharply, hands coming to grip your waist, because he had had no idea you weren't wearing panties.

"Were you like this the whole time?!"

You nod coyly and peel one of his hands from your hip, bringing it up to rest on your stomach.

"This would get bigger, you know," you say, watching the way his adam's apple bobs as he swallows and nods. You grab his other hand and bring both of his hands up to cup your breasts through your shirt. "But these would get a lot bigger, too."

"Holy shit," Steve breathes, eyes fluttering closed out of sheer stimulation but quickly opening back up because he doesn't want to miss a thing.

That's the first night he cums inside you without a condom. But it's definitely not the last.

#this was way more filthy and less romantic than I intended #sorry not sorry lmao #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington discourse #steve harrington x fem!reader #fem!reader

[astrobei]

sorry to the “the party would be homophobic bc realism” truthers out there but it could simply not be me

#not to start discourse (even tho everything starts discourse nowadays) #but likeeeee #howwwww would that be a satisfying ending for him at all. #like i get ‘realism’ to a degree #but if steve harrington who was blatantly homophobic in s1 is now considered the number 1 lesbian ally or whatever #then will’s friends can genuinely accept him and be happy for him and support him #y’all can keep your queer tragedy hcs i’m over here perfectly happy in Will And His Best Friends 4ever Land #will byers #/astro posts

[bebx]

who cares about this boy 💀 joseph himself already said that chrissy and eddie would have been together if she hadn't died

is this about Raphael liking a tweet about Steddie? anon, I hope you know how silly and insecure you sound right now. and I think you do, that’s why you hide behind… well, anon. “who cares about this boy” his fans do, apparently. I do care about him. who cares about you? does your mom even care? how old are you? why are you coming at me and sounding so bothered that a young and talented actor interacted with fans about the show he’s in? at what point did his liking one tweet about one ship means he declares a war with another ship? my brother in christ, you’re in a ✨fandom✨, they all are fictional characters, people are allowed to ship a fictional character with any other fictional character they like, and they’re allowed to ship said fictional character with more than one fictional character. it should be about the fun, not the drama with insecure people like you. but I’m glad the majority of Hellcheer stans are sweet and kind and not this petty. and for the record, ‘this boy’ was just showing his fans that he cares about them, and you’re just showing me that you’re insecure 🥰

I can’t not add this legendary tweet because it reminds me of you 🤍 apparently twitter isn’t the only place we do this, you’re doing it on tumblr too! do you want a cookie?

#my inbox is open #stranger things #steddie #hellcheer #eddie munson #steve harrington #chrissy cunningham #joseph quinn #joe keery #st #fandom discourse #shipping #ship wars #this is so funny #fandom #fandoms

[kitkatwinchester]

Stranger Things Hot Take

Me: That car scene between Mike and Will was such a beautiful representation of being gay in a time when it wasn't always acceptable. It showed how difficult it can be to tell the person who matters to you more than anything else in this world just how much you love them when you don't know how they'll react to who you really are, especially when you already know they'll never feel the same way and therefore may never truly understand you. The fragility and vulnerability that comes with that was so heartbreaking and beautiful and emotional and I was sobbing my eyes out. Then, on top of that, we got all of the emotion that came with Robin's heartbreak over seeing Vickie with a guy (and Steve's protective best friend instinct continuing to be bothered by it despite Robin's insistence that other things were more important) only for them to connect on an emotional level all over again. But she could never really be sure if it would work unless she outed herself, which, in that time and in her situation, would've been near impossible due to fear of what others would say or think. 10/10 on the LGBTQ+ representation from the Duffer Brothers. They are telling that story so well and I absolutely adore it.

The Rest of Tumblr: F*CK THE DUFFER BROTHERS! BYLER AND RONANCE AND STEDDIE DIDN'T GO CANON! MIKE CONFESSED HIS LOVE FOR ELEVEN! THEY HATE GAY PEOPLE!!

Me: ...??? Did we...did we watch the same show???

#anti byler #anti ronance #anti steddie #stranger things 4 #stranger things 4 volume 2 #toxic fans #lgbtq+ discourse #mike wheeler #will byers #robin buckley #steve harrington #stranger things season 4 volume 2 #stranger things discourse

[stupidcowboykid]

he would NOT be a fucking cop.

#stop making your faves unironically + uncritically become cops im telling you im SICK and TIRED of it #u cannot flower shop au your way into becoming a class traitor. #however the POLICE ACADEMY???? #inspired by he would not fucking say that #fic discussion #fandom discourse #steve harrington #percy jackson #arthur pendragon #bucky barnes #she ra adora #ryan bergara #miles morales #geralt of rivia #marinette dupain cheng #^^ i have seen/heard of/read all of these and i am SICK OF IT. #at least put a content warning .chrissake. #fuck cops #fuck the police #he would not fucking say that #meta #cowboy talks

[lucy-byers]

Hot take people aren't ready for:

In season 1, Steve was a major asshole, even going as far as to publicly shame Nancy with the movie theater graffiti for the whole town to see and gawk at, among other acts of shitbaggery, and now he stopped doing that and everyone loves him and moves past his bad behavior, seemingly acting like it never happened and is no big deal.

Jonathan takes one picture he wasn't supposed to, acknowledges his wrongdoing and apologizes, never does anything weird or creepy like that again, and yet he's still shat on regularly by the fandom for it six years and 4 seasons later. I still see jokes on tiktok, etc about him acting like a pervert and shit. He's been through enough, cut the guy a break.

Wonder why that is, though. 👀

#i also love steve but the jonathan hate is just ridiculous #steve harrington #jonathan byers #I'm team Jonathan #stranger things #charlie heaton #mic drop #hot take #unpopular opinion #i will probably lose followers #stranger things discourse #pretty privelege is a thing #it's because Steve is conventionally more attractive

[muppetbyers]

i'll be enjoying steve normally until his fans start saying people "overstate how bad he was in s1" just to then overstate how bad jonathan was to make steve look better and justify his behaviour.

#u know sometimes characters will do something bad and you literally dont have to defend them. #sometimes you can *undersand* why a character does something without defending what they did #have ur opinions on the writing thats great but to get mad about people defending jonathan just to then do the same thing in earnest while #defending steve. incredible. #all the st0nathan fighting i see reminds me of rinkomania discourse the way people will just lie and make things up and ignore canon #to make the person who is literally being The Asshole look better- what who said that #also why are people acting confused that he was looking for will near the harringtons. REWATCH the show please god 🙏 #mine

[angelkissiies]

Hold on to me

Nancy Wheeler x Reader

CW/TW : talk of sexual assault, talk of abortion, mental health, cursing, fear, anxiety, violence (mentioned).

word count : 1772

authors note : this work may be triggering for some, it does not hurt my feelings if you unfollow or choose not to read. i love you and i hope those who do read this enjoy/relate to this. this is an abortion related fic, brought on as a way for me to express my feelings about roe v wade being overturned.

The air felt like hot coals sliding down your throat as you stared at the test in front of you. It was positive, there was no mistaking it. The revolution felt more violating than the conception, it had only been two weeks since the incident and now here you stood- two weeks pregnant with an assaulters baby.

“Oh fuck.” You choked out, body trembling under the stress. There was a life growing within you, one that made you gag at the very thought. What were you supposed to do? To think of having to raise the kid for 18 years, to see the face of the man that hurt you every single day made you want to throw up.

You stumbled out of the bathroom, heading directly to the landline. There was only one person you could call, one person who’d care. Your fingers trembled as you dialed the number, the line ringing as you waited an answer.

“Hello?”

You let out a deep sigh, the weight on your chest disappearing. “Hey.” Nancy was always good at answering the phone, even when Mike clogged up the lines.

“(Y/n)? What’s up?” She greeted, her chipper tone conveying through the phone. It was unusual to get Nancy in a bad mood, it was possible but pretty unlikely.

The words escaped you as you opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water. Saying the whole situation out loud, and to someone else, made it feel much more real. If you didn’t tell her now, you could try to forget about it another day. Live just a little longer without those consequences.

“Hello? (Y/n)?”

“Yeah, yeah. Im still here.” You spouted, swallowing hard as you took a deep breath in. “Nancy, could you come over? If you’re not busy, of course.” You couldn’t bring yourself to tell her like this, the whole incident could warp your relationship with her forever. It was no secret, you liked Nancy. More than anything in the world, and this could really.. change things.

There was a silence at the end of the line, brief but definitely silent before she answered. “Oh yeah, sure. I can be there in..” She trailed off, probably to look at a nearby clock. “Let’s say 15 minutes.”

You felt your heart skip a beat, this really was happening- wasn’t it? “That sounds great, Nance. The door should be unlocked so just come up.” You moved a hand to rest on your abdomen, the sight making you feel ill. “I’ll see you soon, okay? Be safe.”

“I will, I’ll be over soon.” With that, she hung up.

The phone clicked back onto the base, cord curling around as you pushed it back into its crevice. There was nothing more to do now than wait. You just couldn’t seem to understand, of course you knew how this happened. It was a hard thing to try to forget. With it only being two weeks since, it felt very fresh emotionally. But that wasn’t your confusion, as you settled into the think pillows that rested on the head of the bed the only word that came to mind was ‘why?’

Why did this happen? To you of all people? It’s not as if you’d wish this on anyone but God it felt so cruel. Was this some kind of punishment for the feelings you’d been having? Being a homosexual was looked down upon, they even say it’s a sin in the Bible- but how can that be helped? How could you stop feeling the butterflies in your stomach when Nancy held you close. God, how could anyone? She was perfect. Even if being a homosexual was a sin, that would never warrant this. And if it did, God is a piece of shit.

The world was cruel, it wasn’t made for people like you. You were kind and genuine, you cared more about people you barely knew than you did about yourself. You’d dedicated years of your life to helping the poor, the sick, the needy. It all meant nothing, at least that’s how it feels. The sun shined through the window and plastered itself on the floral wallpaper that covered the entire room, creating a baby pink sheen of light haloing around the room. It almost made you feel better, it better meant you had stopped wanting to vomit.

A small knock was heard at the bedroom door before it creaked open to reveal Nancy, she was testing the waters as she entered. Eyes scanning the room for any indication of what was going on. “Hey, I let myself in like you said.” She hummed, closing the door behind her with a soft ‘click.’

“Thank you for coming, I really appreciate it.” You admitted, hands twiddling as you thought of ways to break the news to her. It wasn’t as if you wanted this or this was consensual. It was thrust upon you and now you just had to figure out what to do.

Her soft eyes met your own, leveling with you as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her baby skirt crinkled at the edge as she scooted in. “What’s going on, (Y/n)? It sounded urgent.” Her voice carried lightly, causing you to wince involuntarily.

The truth was bitter, but even bitter things must go down. “Nance, I’m pregnant.”

Nancy’s mouth fell into an ‘o’ as she took in those words, eyes reflecting what seemed like disappointment. “Wait, what? Are you sure? Who’s the father?” No, it wasn’t disappointment. It was worry.

“I’m very sure and the father.. it’s a long story.” You pushed the subject off, it wasn’t that relevant- right? “The test is still in the bathroom, it’s a very clear positive.”

The brunette squinted slightly at you, “(Y/n), what aren’t you telling me? Who’s baby is it?” Her voice became more stern, not stern as in drill Sargent but stern as in ‘tell me or so help me god I’ll figure it out myself.’

Your throat went dry, hands beginning to sweat. Images of the man who violated you that night flashed through your head, the feelings arose as if a wildfire had ignited in your chest. “It’s really…I don’t know how to explain this but I don’t know really who he is.” You began, “But it’s not the way you think. I didn’t just sleep with some random guy. I went to that party, you know the one that Joe threw?”

Nancy nodded, listening intently as you recited the story you had been dreading bringing to light.

“Well yeah, I had probably too many drinks. Steve and I played beer pong, then we raced each other at shots. But then, some guy started creeping on me. He was making me.. really uncomfortable. So, I went upstairs to freshen up.” Your stomach churned, the contents becoming dangerously close to your throat. “He followed me, and while I was fixing my skirt- he.. he did things..”

The silence was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“Nancy, I… I tried to stop him. I tried to fight back. He was just relentless and so aggressive.” The tears came before you could even comprehend it, salty streams of regret from all the times you’d told yourself not to drink anymore. Every shot, every cup of beer. The taste of alcohol was the taste of rape now.

The girl had hopper across the bed to where you sat, arms wrapping around your frame. She pulled you into her chest, rocking you gently. “It’s okay, this wasn’t your fault. God, I’m so sorry.” Her voice cracked and she squeezed tighter, terrified to let go.

“I don’t know what to do, I can’t raise a baby. Let alone his baby. If I want to give it up for adoption, I have to carry it to term. Everyone will know what happened.” You gushed in a fit of panic, breaths coming out faster and faster as the moments passed.

Nancy pulled away to look into your eyes, holding you gaze. “Look at me, okay? Breathe. I will take care of you, honey. You have options.” She gently wiped the tears from your face, caressing you with the utmost care.

You nodded, trusting her. It was the most you could do. She seemed to know more than you could about this, which seemed impossible but you didn’t question it. “What options? I can keep it or I can give it up. I’m going to have to go through this pregnancy one way or another.” You pulled your knees up to your chin, refusing to even look at your abdomen.

“Well, actually, you have one more option. You can get an abortion. They can remove the whole fetus and you won’t have to go through all of that.” Her words felt like the final bell, the saving grace. Though, you didn’t fully understand.

You’d heard about abortion in passing but you never fully understood. “Isn’t that killing it? Fetuses can’t live outside of the womb.”

She nodded, “Yes. It will kill it. It’s not really a baby yet, so really all you’re doing is getting a sack of cells removed from your uterus. I know many lady’s who have had this done.” It was up in the air and to be honest, it was the best idea you’d heard in a long time.

“Does anyone have to know? Ever?” You shifted slightly, glancing around the room as if someone was peering in.

Nancy shook her head, hands moving to hold onto your own. “Your medical information in private and I would never tell a soul.”

Though, you knew this would weigh on your conscience- there was no other way. You were so young, you body wasn’t fit for this yet. This is what was best for you and the fetus. It’s life wouldn’t have been good, especially with a mother who could barely look at it without getting ill. You didn’t want to have a child, God, you were a child.

“Okay. I want to do it.”

The girls eyes softened, giving your hand a squeeze. “Are you sure you want to do this?” If there was one thing you loved about Nancy, it was the way she never judged you. No matter the circumstances, she never passed judgement on your choices, you really needed that. “I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

For once since the incident happened, there seemed to be a light at the end of the tunnel. With Nancy’s help, everything would be okay. Her love exceeded the hate that was implanted within you.

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