Can you please please do a fic about Hopper catching his girlfriend cheating on him?Maybe he walks in on her with another man?
Im sorry but I don't condone nor do I write cheating 👍
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Can you please please do a fic about Hopper catching his girlfriend cheating on him?Maybe he walks in on her with another man?
Im sorry but I don't condone nor do I write cheating 👍
Jim Hopper finding out about your size kink would include :
(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Hopper! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/credit to the original owners.)
-Him only realizing it after he’d ask you about constantly checking him out and you instantly stuttering and just coming up with lame excuses all while mentioning how you love a man so much bigger than you
-Him loving to just come up behind you and give you a little scare as he leans down to whisper in your ear, enjoying to see you get flustered and just getting shy as he points it out
-Him just having to prove you wrong and get you all quiet as he picks you up during an argument, reminding you how much you love how bigger and stronger he is than you that way
-Him constantly reaching to hold your hand and just squeezing here and there, teasing you about how much bigger his hand is than yours and how easily he can just pull you to him
-Him loving to pull you into his lap and practically hold and touch you as he feels like, constantly teasing you about how much smaller you are compared to him and how hopeless you look
-Him loving to tower over you as you’d speak to him so softly, reminding you of how much bigger he is than you that way and of course leaning down to kiss you and practically grip you to him
-Him easily reminding you of how strong he actually is with the way he pulls you back to him or pins you down the bed, easily pulling at your clothes and showing you who’s in charge
-Him proving his strength once again with the way he grips your hair and makes you suck him off, all while teasing you about being such a small and delicate thing
-Him just loving to hold you completely to him as he fucks you, not letting you the opportunity to dominate him and showing you he can fuck you the way he wants as he pleases
-Him always making a joke about how you much you love him being bigger than you, teasing you about how you’ll never leave him because of it
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Band-aids and Broken Hearts || Jim Hopper x reader 18+
Request: Hopper with the school nurse or a nurse…a bit frosty at first but leads to something…SMUT obviously included.
Requested by: anonymous
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Warnings: smut. thats it.
A/N: im so sorry this took forever for me to write! i thought i would come back and surprise you guys with some smut with good ole jim hopper as a thank you for being patient with me. hope you guys enjoy!
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“Alright, so just try not to run around too much, keep the bandage on, and remember to clean it when you get home.” You finished throwing away the used gauze pads and wrapping from the bandage you had just placed on Dustin Henderson’s leg. Him and his friends were constantly in and out your nurses office, and sometimes you worried that their injuries came from worse than just fun play on the school yard. The young teen gave you a toothless grin, thanking you and getting up to leave.
“Thanks, I promise I’ll be back in tomorrow with a new battle wound.” He laughed as he saw your face, and you could hear his laugh grow louder when you called out a frustrated, “Dustin, that’s not funny!” Shaking your head, you couldn’t help but have a soft spot for the boy. He was a good kid. Your mood instantly shifted though when you heard a knock on the wall by the open door to your station and looked up to see him.
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Jim had just came back from checking out some weird bird attack and was in desperate need of a break. He sat in his office with his feet up, hat down, trying to get some form of sleep before the next oddball disturbance came in that he would surely have to check out. Unfortunately, he had just gotten comfortable when Flo yelled from down the hall. “Jim! You have a call coming in from the middle school, would you like me to take a message?” Jim breathed out an exasperated sigh before deciding it would be easier to just pick up the damn phone himself. “I got it Flo, thanks.” He let out one more long and irritated sigh before putting his feet down and picking up the phone.
Apparently there had been some trouble in the AV Club room and one of the teachers was afraid there was a live animal taking up residence in there. Jim had gone in and checked it out, pushing around some wires and bolts while the jumpy science teacher huddled over his shoulder, yelling at him every few seconds for touching something he shouldn’t be. Turns out there was nothing in there, but Jim had managed to get a pretty nasty cut above his eyebrow when he bent down to get a closer look at one of the cracks in the wall and had been startled by the teacher once again yelling about safety in the club room. He was bleeding, and had been instructed to make his way over to the nurses station, something he did with a bit of hesitation.
He didn’t care for doctors and, although you were not a doctor, he definitely didn’t feel up to seeing you today either. It wasn’t that he didn’t like you, in fact he liked you a little too much; that was the problem. The two of you had gone out for dinner one night and things had escalated pretty quickly, but the next morning Jim snuck out before you could wake up and refused to take any of your calls after. One night stands he could do, but the things he felt while being with you scared him and made him run away like a coward, maybe now would be the chance he needed to apologize; if he could muster up the courage to do so. When he made it to the open door, he knocked against the wall to signal to you of his presence.
Looking up to find Jim Hopper was not what you expected or wanted today. You had harbored feelings for the chief for years before you finally built up the courage to make a move. You two had gone out and had an amazing night together that extended far into the early morning, but still you had woken up alone. It had hurt, but you assumed that he just had to go into the station for something, he was the chief of police after all. Unfortunately, that hope was dashed away when your calls went unanswered and Jim even went so far as to turn the other way when he saw you in the supermarket. He was avoiding you, and you finally gave up and counted it down as a one night event for him, even though you had desperately hoped for more. It left you angry, but there wasn’t really much you could do.
“Can I help you?” Jim avoided eye contact like a professional, and that pissed you off even more. He lifted his hand and pointed at the cut that bled over his brow. “Yeah, got a bit of a scratch here and I was told you could help me out.”
Calling him over to your table, you tell him to sit on the chair beside yours. This was quickly revealed to be a mistake though, as you realized you would now have to stand to be able to comfortably reach his brow where the cut lay. You sigh and get up, grabbing a disinfectant wipe and placing your fingers beneath his chin to guide his head back a bit, giving you better view…of the wound. His beautiful blue eyes had nothing to do with this, yet you couldn’t help but notice how stunning they looked even as the dingy yellow school lighting reflected against them.
He caught you staring pretty quickly, but his own urge to look at you won out for a moment before he spoke up. “This gonna sting at all nurse?” That snaps you out if it really quick and you once again move to clean the cut.
“Not as much as it should.” You grumble under your breath and Jim sighs loudly. “Look, (y/n) you can be pissed all you want. Shit, you have a right to be mad. I’m not going to apologize though, I did what I had to.” You press down harshly and Jim whinces, pulling back.
“You did what you had to? Seriously, Jim? Why the fuck did you use me to get off and then leave like I was some fucking girl you picked up off the street? Why did you have to do that?” Jim reaches up and rubs the base of his nose with his two fingers, sighing heavily before letting his arm fall back to his side. “Is this really a conversation to be having at a school?” That seemed to break you. You were tired and had had enough of this childish game of avoiding feelings.
“You’re right, Hopper. You should probably go.” Jim looks you in the eye and you almost think he has the nerve to give you a look that made it seem you were hurting him. Shaking his head, he turns around and grabs the bandage from the desk before walking out the door. It’s what he was good at.
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The rest of the day seemed to last forever. The hours drug on as your mind constantly wandered back to Jim. Why did he have to be so stubborn? You couldn’t understand why he refused to even give you a chance.
The bell rang and the kids left, but you remained in your office. You had some of the students’ medicines that needed to be organized and accounted for, and you had nothing to do at home so you made the decision to just stay and fix everything up. It would be a long night, but at least it might keep your mind busier than being home would.
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Jim had spent the whole day cursing himself for being too big of a coward to tell you how he felt. How could something as simple as feelings be so hard for him? At the end of the day, he found himself making final rounds to see if anything needed to be done in Hawkins, and eventually he found himself back at the middle school.
Initially he wasn’t planning on stopping. No one would be there so there was no point; but then he noticed the light on. More importantly Jim noticed that it was your office light that was on. And so he parked and forced himself out of the car before he could chicken out again.
You had just placed the last filed medical sheet into the drawer and were turning to lock it up when you noticed Jim standing in the doorway of your office and nearly let out a scream. “Jim, what the hell are you doing here?“
Jim just stares at you for a moment before he walks closer. "Look, (y/n)…I’m not- this kind of thing, you know it’s not my thing.” You can see the inner turmoil in his eyes, but you honestly don’t understand what he’s trying to say. “Jim, what are you talking about?” You can feel the confusion on your face, but he just shakes his head.
“I don’t know. I just-” he lets out a frustrated sigh before leaning forward and kissing you. You let out a surprised little yelp and he quickly pulls back. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to just grab you. That wasn’t right-” Once again he’s cut off, but this time by you pulling him down to meet your lips in a hungry kiss.
You forgot how much you loved to feel him against you. His lips, his hands, his body. Jim was so warm and big in every possible way and you feel the familiar heat coursing through your veins as he pushes you back against the desk you use everyday. You barely have a chance to breathe as Jim holds you close against his body, pulling you in to press as tightly against him as possible.
He pulls back for a second and looks you in the eye, pushing your hair away from your face gently. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want you regretting anything.” You see only genuine concern and honesty in his eyes, and you know that if he leaves again you’ll hate him; but if you don’t get at least one more night to feel every inch of his body pushed deeply within yours you’re going to hate yourself a lot more. “I want this if you do."
That’s all he needs to hear as he pushes his lips back to yours. You bite gently and suck on his bottom lip, hearing a low moan escape his throat that sends a shot of warmth straight down between your legs. His chest vibrates as he breathes deeply against you.
Jim pulls back and helps you lift your shirt over your head, eyes looking into yours once more as you shoot him an encouraging smile. His eyes then roam down to take you in. He leans forward and kisses you gently before moving down do suck on your neck more forcefully.
You can’t stop the soft sighs from leaving your lips as you feel his hands come up to play with your breasts. Your eyes fall shut and soon you can feel the rough pads of his hands as they make quick work of removing your bra and begin playing with the soft skin of your chest.
You nearly let out a scream as you feel his teeth give a particularly hard bite on your pulse point at the same moment Jim gets bold and begins to roughly pinch at your nipples. He chuckles lowly in his chest and looks back to your face, reveling in the look of your lust blown pupils. "Is that a little too rough for you baby?” You look him in the eyes as you adamantly shake your head. “Never."
It takes only a second for Jim to start up again. This time, he uses that expert tongue to take your nipple into his mouth, nibbling on it gently and then giving your breasts soft licks and blowing cool air on the sensitive buds. You gasp again and your hands fly to his hair, running your nails through his scalp and eliciting a heavenly groan from him that vibrates against your sensitive skin.
Jim reaches down and undoes the button of your pants, pushing down the zipper before shoving his hand into the fabric. His fingers play with the silk of your underwear, tracing up and down your slit through the barrier of your panties. You let out another whimper and moan his name in a desperate little whine; your whole being was aching to feel him and you desperately needed him to touch you. Jim looks at you and lets out a shaky breath.
"What do you want baby? Tell me what you want me to do.” Your face flushes red and you look down as you whimper. “Please Jim.” He moves his hand, leaving you cold and you move to pull him back but he grabs your hand and pushes it down. Using his other hand, he lifts your face to look at him. “Use your words or you get nothing.” It was this demanding side of Jim that attracted you to him years ago, and fuck if it didn’t get you even wetter now. “I’m sorry.” Jim gives you a stern look. “Sorry, what?” Suddenly your face flushes again as you realize what you forgot to say.
“I’m sorry, sir.” Smiling, Jim moves his hand back to remove your pants and underwear the rest of the way. He puts his fingers against your lips and you take them into your mouth immediately. Sucking on them expertly, you swirl your tongue around each finger, making sure they’ll be dripping wet when he removes them from your mouth.
Taking them out slowly, Jim breathes deeply again before lowering his hand down to your core. “Now, tell me what you want me to do baby.” This time, you look him straight in the eye while answering. “I want you to fuck me, sir. Please, make me scream.” Jim groans loudly again before chuckling and slowly pushing his fingers into you.
You let out a loud moan as he pushes in and out of you. His fingers, like many things about him, were huge. He was using them to make sure you were stretched out and soaking wet, and you let your soft moans work as a thank you because you knew you would need the preparation for what was to come.
Leaning down, you feel Jim’s warm breath against your clit and almost squeeze your legs shut as his tongue darts out to take it into his mouth. He pushes your legs open, holding them apart as he continues his assault on your little bundle of nerves while still pumping his thick fingers in and out of you.
Suddenly you feel a tight heat radiating through your body. A tightness starts to grow in your core and your legs begin to quiver slightly. Jim looks up at you and laughs against your pussy. “You gonna come for me baby? Come on, come all over my face babygirl. Let me taste you."
That sends you over the edge. Jim speeds up his fingers, licking at your pussy as you feel yourself coming undone. He helps you ride out your orgasm before giving another long lick to your sensitive slit, pulling his sticky fingers out slowly.
You sit there in a daze as you watch him take his fingers into his mouth. He closes his eyes and breathes in deeply before releasing his fingers and leaning over you. "Taste yourself baby.” You grab his hand gently and pull his wet fingers into your mouth, sucking lazily as you taste your own juices mixing with the familiar taste of his mouth. You use his arm to pull him down, replacing his fingers with his tongue as you kiss him deeply. Tasting yourself on his lips and tongue sends another rush of warmth down your body and you know that you need him now. Reaching down, you unzip Jim’s pants and reach in to pull out his hard length.
He’s large and warm against your palm, and your lazy strokes slowly speed up as he lets out a strangled moan that makes you yearn for him even more. You move to get on your knees, but Jim stops you quickly. “Not today baby, I just need to be inside you."
Guiding you back up, Jim wraps his hands underneath your thighs as you jump up, successfully getting propped up on the desk and at perfect level with his hips. You quickly take hold of him again and pump his cock a few times before using your legs to pull his body closer to yours.
“Do you want this baby? Do you want me to fuck you?” You look up expecting to see some form of smirk or general sense that he’s trying to mock your neediness, but Jim looks completely sincere. “I do want this, if you’re willing to give it.” Looking each other in the eyes, you both knew this meant something more than consent to sex; it was a question of whether or not you would both be open and willing this time to be more. You hold your breath in anticipation of what he would respond with, but you don’t wait for long.
Jim sweeps down and kisses you with an open passion so unlike anything you’ve received from him in the past. He holds your face in his palm and pulls back, looking at you and allowing you to really see him for the first time ever. “I think I’m more than willing to now.” He smiles gently and you return the look of glee, but that smile is wiped from your face as you feel him push into you. A loud moan escapes your lips and Jim groans lowly in your ear, entering slowly before he finally fills you all the way up. “Are you alright babygirl?” He mumbles against your skin, breathing in a deep breath of air that hitches when you roll your hips against his. “I’m more than alright.”
Jim chuckles, making possibly the most sexy sound you had ever heard. He takes your thigh in his hand and rubs it gently, starting to move in and out in a delicious way. You struggle to contain your moans as he picks up the pace, your hips moving to meet his of their own accord. He lifts your thighs up further, giving himself both a better view and deeper access to your tight heat. Jim is moaning loudly above you, and with each moan you’re driven further and further toward the edge.
“God you are so fucking wet for me baby. You like feeling me inside you? You wanna cum for me sweetheart?” His voice alone could get you off and the shocking heat radiating from your core is slowly taking hold of your entire body. You let out a little whine as you feel his thumb on your clit, rubbing tight little circles on it that are nearly pushing you to the edge. He slaps it roughly and you scream at the painful flash of pleasure it erupts. “You have to answer me baby.” Jim’s dark, lust blown pupils let you know that he isn’t messing around right now, so you don’t even try to misbehave; part of you wonders if you could have even tried to deny him at all in that moment. “Yes sir, I want to cum for you.” Jim chuckles again, but it slowly turns into a growl as he speeds up his thrusting. His fingers find their way back to your clit and he runs his thumb over it at a brutal pace.
“Come on baby, cum all over me. I want to feel your little pussy get tight for me.” If you weren’t about to unravel before, his voice definitely sealed the deal. Your legs start to shake as you feel the tight coil within your belly spring loose and in an instant your whole body is quivering as your orgasm erupts from that place deep within you that only Jim can unlock.
Jim’s hips are still moving, helping you ride out your orgasm as your walls begin to milk him of his release. He lets out a cry and kisses you roughly, his hot cum shooting itself deep within you. You both breathe heavily and you remain unmoving aside from a few sweet little kisses as you come down from your highs. When you can finally trust yourself not to collapse from standing, you sit up on the desk and Jim steps back, offering you a hand before thinking better and lifting you off the desk to place you on the ground. You both grab your clothes and begin putting them back on, and the silence is beginning to worry you as you realize that promises made in the middle of passionate sex don’t always hold up afterward. Just as you are about to speak, Jim beats you to it.
“Would you want to maybe go out and get some dinner tomorrow?” He’s looking down nervously, avoiding eye contact in an attempt to save face in the event that you reject him.
You smile and place your hand on his face to guide him back to look at you before placing a small kiss on his lips.
“Pick me up at eight.”
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Hi love! I adore your writing :) I have a request: hopper giving reader her first orgasm ever?
ugh I LOVE THIS CONCEPT thank u anon :)
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you were a bartender in hawkins, a job that you didn’t always love, but it paid your bills and put food on the table, and that was all you could ask for
there were a few perks, though; one of those perks is that you get to see your favorite customer, jim hopper. you called him your favorite because you had a massive crush on him, and the way he flirted with you whenever he came in made you suspect the feelings were mutual
you knew what time of day he came in (conveniently it was only when you were on shift), you knew his drink order, and more importantly, you had really come to learn about who he was
many people tell you all the time that being a bartender was like being a therapist, and they were right. people told you everything, especially when they had a few drinks in them. you usually just smiled and agreed, hoping your listening would give you an extra few dollars on your tip. but with hopper it was different, you had really loved his stories, and wanted to help him when he needed advice
you found yourself getting happier whenever he walked through the doors, and you tried to tell yourself the visible smile on his face when he saw you as well was just his excitement to have a drink; but you could tell he had a little twinkle in his eye
tonight you were working your normal shift, when he came in looking pretty distraught
“oh god, tough day?”
“am i that easy to read?” he chuckled, sitting down across from you as you handed him a beer
“guess i’ve just come to learn when you’re off. and i hate to make it even worse, but I’m leaving early tonight. they’re training someone new and I’m not qualified enough to help with that.”
“well if you’re not working can you come and have a drink with me? we can go somewhere else, so it’s less weird. i could really use someone to talk to, and you’re the only person i like around here.” he laughed again, taking a few long sips of his beer. you usually didn’t go beyond the bar with customers, but he wasn’t just anyone. he was jim hopper
so you agreed to go out with him, and once you clocked out he took you down the street to another shitty hawkins dive bar. the two of you ordered drinks and sat in the corner in a quiet little booth, and you spent the next few hours listening to him rant about work and life and fatherhood, progressively getting drunker as the night went on
the alcohol consumption eventually led the two of you to the conversation of sex; talking about how it had been a while for both of you, and how much you missed just being kissed by someone.
“hmm, what’s the best sex you’ve ever had?” he asked you, stuttering over his words
“none of it, honestly. guys my age don’t know shit about how to please a women.” you laughed, realizing it was the first time you’d admitted that out loud
“what do you mean? like, you’ve never... you know?” hopper looked mortified, like he’d seen a ghost
“no. well, not from sex, anyways. no one has ever done that for me.”
hopper just kind of sat back and looked at you, not sure how to respond. he had always thought of that as a requirement for having sex. he’d never gone a session without making sure the other person was where they needed to be.
“okay, i might be absolute hammered and out of my mind- but let me show you how a real man takes care of a woman. let me... show you.” by this point, hopper was inches away from you; his hand on your upper thing, fingers lightly tracing the hem of your dress.
in normal circumstances, you would’ve said no. despite the fact that you obviously wanted to, you knew what people would say about you going for an older man. but you were drunk, and horny, and you knew he could please you the way you needed.
so you agreed, and the two of you quickly rushed out of the bar and into a cab back to your place. as soon as you got in the door, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other, your clothes coming off within seconds of being alone
and hopper did know what he was doing. he was right. he went down on you like no one ever before, moving in such rhythmic and pleasurable ways that you came twice.
and then he let you ride him, keeping his thumb on your clit and massaging slowly, giving you another chance to cum as he thrusted inside of you.
and let’s just say after that night you never had to worry about another man making you cum again- because he was the only man you were going to let fuck you from here on out
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hi all!! just making a new prompt list !! i will only be writing headcanons and blurbs with these prompts
feel free to reblog this and use the prompts ! if you write anything with one of my prompts, please tag me in your writing :)
i am currently writing for this list of people! also, please type out to full prompt as i have a few lists and numbers get confusing! thanks!! (also, if the prompt does not specify, pls lmk if you’d like smut, angst, or fluff)
proposal
wedding
first date
how you meet / meet cute
friends to lovers
enemies to lovers
you’re his best friends sibling
you’re his best friends ex/lover
blind date
friends with benefits
secret relationship
breaking up
getting back together
roommates
one night stand
vacation romance / ‘foreign fling’
forbidden love / relationship
fake dating
dealing with him when he’s drunk/high
him dealing with you when you’re drunk/high
neighbors
how he says ‘i love you’ for the first time
fighting
getting protecting / jealous
seeing each other for the first time after breaking up
locked in a room / stranded together
‘everyone can see it but them’
unexpected confession of love (from him or you)
deciding to (platonically) have a baby together and end up falling in love
he’s in love with you, and you start dating someone
you’re in love with him, and he starts dating someone
‘we dated when we were young, and now you’re back in my life’
drunkingly confessing feelings (from him or you)
‘i need a date for this wedding’
blind date
time period AU (you choose the time period!)
supernatural creature AU (ie vampire, werewolf, etc you choose!)
bodyguard AU
college / frat-sorority AU
AU of your choosing (send me anything you’d like!)
break up sex
make up sex
one night stand
public sex
angry sex
morning sex
drunk/high sex
your first time having sex together
what turns them on
PDA
oral giving/receiving
rough sex
lazy sex
‘i haven’t had sex in months please just do me’ sex
‘trying to be quiet because we aren’t alone’ sex
having sex in a specific location (you choose)
honeymoon / wedding night
meeting their parents
them meeting your parents
clubbing / night out
date night
spending a holiday together (ie halloween, christmas, etc. you choose the holiday!)
your bday
their bday
finding out you are pregnant
how they are during pregnancy
in the delivery room
how they are as a dad
what they do when you cry in front of them for the first time
what you do when he cries in front of you for the first time
you dealing with him while he’s sick
him dealing with you while you’re sick
getting a pet together
posting about you on social media
cooking for each other
his bad habits and how you deal with them
moving in together
‘truth or dare’
going shopping together!
getting approached by a fan in public for the first time
getting hate from fans, how you both deal with it
him comforting you after a bad day
you comforting him after a bad day
vacation/ road trip!
having a lazy day together
cheating (you or him)
winter activities / dates
spring activities / dates
summer activities / dates
fall activities / dates
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Jopper + “You heard her.”
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FUCK DID DAVID JUST CONFIRM THAT HOPPER’S GONE FOR GOOD
AND DOES THAT MEAN THAT THE AMERICAN COULD BE
BILLY
Y’all do know that actors can’t say if their character is alive or not, right? Billy is most definitely dead, there’s no way anybody could recover from that, his redemption arc came and went, and I feel like now he has no purpose in the plot if he stayed alive. Don’t get me wrong, Billy was a well developed character who I have a slight soft spot for, but some things he’s done are just plain wrong.
Most of the hints point towards Hop still being alive. Of course David Harbour has to say his character is dead, if he says he’s alive what’s the point in waiting for the secrets of the next season?
prompts, prompts, prompts
“This is my spot”
“I heard moaning and thought something was wrong”
“You can always find me”
“I can’t stand being alone”
“Can I stay?”
“I never… I’d never hurt you”
“Tell Daddy what you want”
“I would’ve texted”
“Not the fuckin’ pirate song! Or that fuckin’ clown song!”
“You’re so cute when you’re happy”
“Stay there, I wanna take a picture”
“I’m gonna throw you two together”
“Dud you just quote The Great Gatsby at me?”
“You’re my one weakness”
“What, am I not allowed to treat my girl?”
“All the parties I threw, hoping you’d come to one…”
“Do you want a drink?”
“I just wanna be with you”
“Innit great?”
“At least I’m telling the truth”
“It seemed so easy”
“Tonight’s the night”
“I’m an idiot for thinking you could love me”
“Even after all this time, I still love you”
“I think you should have it”
“Your dad hates my guts”
“I’d be fuckin’ miserable without you”
“Do you know how much I love you?”
“Stop biting your lip like that”
“Are you seriously suggesting we have sex in the woods?”
“I know I’m safe with you”
“He actually locked us in the fucking shed”
“I don’t deserve you”
“You’ve got it all wrong”
“You need to rest”
“I love hearing you sing”
“Now I understand”
“You never listen”
“I could listen to you talk forever”
“I didn’t know how to tell you”
“Is there any hope for us?”
“I could’ve told you that”
“You are radiant”
“I think I know”
“Well, that was fun”
“Who’s idea was it to watch Les Mis?”
“You keep me safe, close”
“A little fall of rain won’t hurt”
“Maybe I’m just a little bit of a hopeless romantic”
“Do you want help with that?”
“I told myself you could never love me”
“Leave this song on”
“Take a selfie with me”
“Did you mean it when you said you loved me?”
“Sorry, I was zoned the fuck out”
“I… I like you”
“I wasn’t supposed to fall in love”
“When I said I’d do anything for you, I meant it”
“Would I lie to you?”
“My shirts look good on you”
“It’s not your job to fix your family”
“This is my burden, not yours”
“There’s no such thing as happily ever after”
“Wanna smoke a joint with me?”
“No more red lights”
“We’ll wait the rain out in here”
“You’re shivering”
“This is fucking eerie”
“I’m not scared! I’m just… wary”
“I come here to get stoned all the time”
“It’s always you and me”
“You best believe it”
“I’m good, I’m fine”
“Do you wanna hold my hand?”
“I will always protect you”
“Another sleepless night?”
“If you can’t sleep, we could… y’know”
“You’re fucking special to me”
“Pout all you like”
“Are you kidding?”
“Did you hear that?”
“I love waking up next to you”
“Who’s up for a game of spin the bottle?”
“Have you been a good girl, or a bad girl?”
“You’re stressing yourself out again”
“Daddy’s gonna make it all better”
“So, are we gonna take bets, or-” “Shut up”
“I know there’s two beds, but it’s freezing cold”
“This is why you two can’t be trusted alone”
“If we get caught, it’s your fault”
“I’ve always wanted to do that”
“Depends how you look at it”
“How much longer do we have to hide this - us?”
“I need you to pretend we’re in a relationship”
“It made me think of you”
“For fuck’s sake, you’re always on my mind”
“Is it really that hard to believe?”
“I’m just tired of all the bullshit”
“Like it or not, we’re family”
“Just fuck off and leave me alone”
“I’m trying to tell you that I fucking care about you and wanna help!”
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going with the flo(w).
pairing: jim hopper x reader
word count: 7.7k
summary: flo had worked for hawkins police department for years. so much so that when her niece came back to town to visit the woman who practically raised her alongside her parents, she went first to the police station where her aunt introduces her to the chief of police. except, they’ve most certainly already met–and it did not go well.
notes: set sometime post season 2, pre-season 3. the reader’s not as old as hopper, i’d say she’s probably in her late 20s-early 30s, so there’s an age gap but not too much. definite mentions of a past one night stand. uh i kind of went ??? all in on this fic so i really hope y’all like it because i myself am obsessed with it. includes talk of the outsiders, oh and the reader has an embarrassing family nickname because i felt it was appropriate to have her aunt flo give her a weird nickname ( i did also come up with a story for the reasoning lol )
if you want more of this fic, check out how duckie got her nickname & part two
hop x reader list: @and-drew-101
stranger things tag list: @thekidsofneibolt, @madhatterweasley, @shaykeijser, @rainy-bookish-days (if you wanna be added to any tag list, let me know!!)
Flo had worked for the Hawkins police department for as long as anybody in the town could remember. She was a staple at the police station, having been around the station since her own father was a deputy when she was a child, and then she kept a post college job as the secretary for the station. Most people knew Flo, as she was somewhat of a town staple. Police Chiefs have come and gone in the small town, but Flo had always been there. The woman also never had a family of her own–a fact which she didn’t mind ( her siblings had children and grandchildren of their own whom she looked after as if they were her own–which made the town of Hawkins, in a way, her family.
Everyone would greet Flo warmly when they came into the station, or spoke with her on the phone. She was strict and she had a handful of rules for the cops to follow ( namely stop smoking in my precinct usually directed at Chief Hopper of late ) but she was generally a good and respected person. She treated the officers like they were her children with the same kind of excitement for anything good happening in their lives and the same disapproving Flo stare whenever they did something stupid as she would any of her own relatives.
Which is why it surprised everyone when you showed up at the station that morning. You’d been to a couple of the stations parties over the years, so it wasn’t like you were a complete stranger. But you’d never shown up at the station itself during work hours unless it was to make sure your Aunt Flo had some company for lunch. She always insisted that she shouldn’t be interrupted at work lest something important happen ( even if nine out of ten “important police phone calls” to the Hawkins police department were my cat got stuck in the tree calls ) and she was distracted.
But you’d been away for too long, having moved from Hawkins to go to university, and then finally you’d made the trek to Chicago to work for one of the bigger newspapers after graduate school. So it had been a good couple of years since you’d last seen your Aunt Flo, and you weren’t the kind of person to call beforehand.
Not when the surprise was more than worth it.
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choose ur fighter.
Happy Drinking with Hopper- Chief Jim Hopper Imagine (NSFW)
Hopper x You/Reader
Summary: After a grueling work week, you and Hopper decide to blow off some steam at your local dive bar.
Warning: NSFW smut alert, semi-public grimy bar sex, drinking, Hopper’s filthy mouth.
A/N: Thanks @letsby for such a super fun request. The second I got it, I lit up with ideas. It was a blast to write. Hope you love it 😉 FEEDBACK is gold and feeds my muse so let me know if you liked it. Thanks!
Word Count: 1,900
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2x04 // 3x08
who’s your top five celebrity crushes rn
1. david harbour
2. david harbour
3. chief of police jim hopper
4. joe keery
5. dacre montgomery
Dacre Montgomery in the Chateu music video (x)
Not to be dramatic, but the D*ffers shouldn’t be allowed to write abused kids ever again. And yeah, this is about:
Billy growing up knowing nothing but abandonment, pain and violence (and toxic masculinity in general), never getting the chance to break free from his abusive father, and dying a teenager instead.
Max having to mourn a step-brother who died a gory death before her eyes, which also results in her being left to live with the abusive monster that broke Billy in the first place and will arguably target her now.
El being forced to go through yet another trauma (see: losing her adoptive dad) just for the sake of having a tear-jerking season finale. Which is a meaningless, bullshit kind of choice anyway since, you know, it’s clearly implied in the post-credit scene that Hopper is actually alive. So they made a heavily traumatized girl live her worst nightmare (see: abandonment) for literally nothing.