‼️This is a mostly Female Reader, I tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible‼️
➡ He definitely likes to hide the fact that he actually enjoys cuddling. He likes to put on the tough Russian guard look in public, but in private, he is all over you.
➡ If you're cuddling in bed, oh boy he will never let you go.
➡ He likes to bury his face in your neck, he probably will give you little love bites and/or hickeys if you're comfortable with them.
➡ If Dustin walked in on you guys cuddling, he would tell everyone. Like everyone. He will forever tease yall about it.
➡ Enzo has his arms tightly wrapped around you, he is so deeply in love with you and it makes him feel safe knowing you're next to him.
➡ You're so close to him that you can hear his heartbeat speed up, if you tell him though, he will deny it, but his flustered face says otherwise.
➡ Put one hand on the side of his face, he will literally melt. You love seeing him smile.
➡ Okay but he definitely does this kind of 'groan-purr' when he's really relaxed. Idk why, but yes.
➡ He plays with your hair alot, I don't think he would braid it or anything, he'll just mess around with it.
➡ Kisses on the top of your head definitely. Forehead too. If you kiss his jaw he will again, melt.
➡ If he had a bad day, he just needs to bury his face on your chest and wrap his arms around your waist. If you play with his hair during this, he will probably fall asleep.
➡ He loves holding your hand, too.
➡ If you're on his lap, he will definitely give you really passionate kisses and just, stare into your eyes lovingly.
➡ If you call him pretty/handsome/beautiful, he will get all flustered and basically do what the gif above is doing (smirk and roll his eyes). If you compliment him in Russian, he will probably let out a small laugh-groan.
➡^^ He would say: "Your Russian is getting better, my dove." And definitely kiss you after.
That's all I have for now! I'm planning on more Enzo headcanons soon! I'm very hyperfixated on this man ugh.
enzo x reader where he goes back to hawkins with russia squad, and they arrive in time to see reader doing something badass to protect the kids, and enzo is instant heart eyes.
AHHHH YES- I've been looking for a reason to write for my favorite Russian. This is such a cute idea, tysm!
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I Didn't Catch Your Name
A Dmitri Antonov x Reader Fanfic
Author Notes: Short and sweet, but I loved writing it. Smitten men are my favorite.
Fandom: Stranger Things
Relationship: Enzo x Gender!Neutral Reader
Content: 1k words (as always, I'm awful at using tenses correctly in writing, so if you see a mistake, no you didn't-)
Summary: [Read the above ask.]
Warnings: [Spoilers for Stranger Things season 4] Canon typical violence, Swearing, Pining, Some good ol' cute ass fluff, That's it.
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When Enzo landed in the states with his new group of American ‘friends’, the last thing he expected to feel was his heart catching in his throat when his eyes landed on the most wonderful thing he'd ever seen. He didn’t expect to find someone like you in Hawkins, Indiana.
Most people would call him crazy for the butterflies that swam in his stomach as he watched you kick the absolute shit out of a cop, but the heart works in mysterious ways after all.
“Don’t touch my fucking kids!” you screamed as your boot connected with the police officer’s stomach, effectively kicking him off one of the younger children.
“Do- do all of you Americans have such violent reactions to law enforcement?” he stuttered out his question to Hopper who was stood beside him, mouth agape as he too watched the scene unfold.
“I was a cop, you ass,” Hopper hissed as he shook away his shock and started to approach you. There was an angry sneer on your face as you brought your boot up to slam into the side of the officer’s head. Hopper was quick to rush forwards and pull you back before your foot could land.
“Get off of me!” you screeched, whipping your arm around and slamming your elbow into Hopper’s gut. He stumbled back with a groan and your eyes widened as you looked at him. “Holy shit- Hopper??” Enzo felt Joyce rush past him to kneel down beside the kid the officer had hurt as he stepped towards you and Hopper.
“Hey,” Hopper wheezed as he sent you a pained smile. You were quick to rush forwards and wrap your arms around him.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” you rushed in apology, “I didn’t know it was you.” He waved off your concern as he sent you a grin filled with pride.
“You got me real good, kid,” he praised as you pulled away from him with a snort. Enzo watched as a crooked grin pulled up your lips, making his heart flutter wildly. You were gorgeous. Your eyes held a sparkle in them that showed him just how happy you were to be alive, a sparkle his own eyes had lost long ago. But looking at you, so much joy on your face, he thought for a moment that maybe- just maybe, everything wasn’t so bad after all. He was so distracted by your breathtaking appearance that he didn’t notice when your conversation with his friend lulled to a stop as your eyes found his.
“Who’s your friend?” you asked Hopper as your gaze flicked between the two men. Hopper let out a snort.
“He’s not my friend,” he insisted, “trust me.” Your eyes remained locked on his as you tilted your head, taking in his appearance. Man, he was cute- even if he looked like he’d been tossed through a meat grinder. With a quirk of your lips, your hand shot out and you offered him your name.
“Well, not-friend-of-Hopper’s, it’s nice to meet you,” he rolled your name around in his head as he quickly took your hand in his own, giving it a light shake in greeting. Your hand felt like fire in his own as your skin sent sparks of electricity through. Oh, fuck.
“I-“ he croaked, clearing his throat, “I admire the way you took down that officer, American.” He mentally smacked himself across the face, real smooth Enzo. The snort that escaped you was enough to draw a blush to his face as you grinned at him.
“I learned from the best,” you hummed, tilting your head towards Hopper. As he looked at his friend, he saw Hopper glaring spikes into him with a knowing look on his face. Shit. Enzo quickly retracted his hand from yours before he could hold it for too long and sent you a flustered smile.
“Ah yes,” he hurried out, trying to cover his embarrassment, “I have seen him fight, that explains many things.” Your smile grew as pride swam in your eyes. Enzo thought he might faint right then and there. He was sure he was staring at you with his heart on his sleeve, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away from you. The two of you continued to stare at each other with stupid grins on your faces before Hopper awkwardly cleared his throat.
“Alright, that’s enough of that,” he huffed, pulling himself up straight, “I’m going to round up the others so we can head to a safer area.” Reluctantly, you slid your eyes from Enzo to look up at Hopper.
“Sound good,” you replied as he clapped you over the shoulder before making his way back to Joyce. With Hopper gone, Enzo took a step towards you, effectively reclaiming your eyes as you watched him. He took in a deep breath before he spoke.
“After all of this,” he said with a wave of his hand, “is over, would there be any chance of me taking you out to dinner?” You grinned as he tried to conceal the nervousness that swam in his voice. On any other occasion, you definitely would have said no, but the sparks that shot through you when your eyes met his had quickly changed your mind.
“Only if you tell me something,” you hummed, making his eyes widen as he sent you a fervent nod. He’d tell you absolutely anything you wanted to hear. “I didn’t catch your name.” He sucked in a breath as his skin quickly grew warm.
“Ah- it’s Dmitri, but you can call me Enzo if you’d like, мое солнышко,” he breathed out as his eyes lit up at your smile. Carefully, you pulled his hand back into your own and gave it another shake. His heart leapt into his throat as he stared at you, eyes wide with amazement.
Dmitri returns home after a long day of work with Hopper in the Hawkins police station. It’s late at night and the lights are all out. The man tries not to make too much noise despite being really tired, thinking that you (the woman who decided to host him in her house in America) and her son Mikhail are each sleeping in your beds. But when he approaches the sofa, he finds you and his son wrapped in a blanket, sitting next to each other, while the TV is still on. Dmitri’s heart melts at that image, at the thought that you two tried to wait for his return, until sleep got the better of both of them, and turning off the television, with his last strength the man slowly sat down beside you, resting his face on your shoulder letting the eyelids close and a slow sigh escaped from his mouth.
The sudden presence made you hum in your sleep and when Dmitri’s soft hair tickled your cheek, you slowly turned to him.
“Hey” you whispered sleepily “Where have you been?”
“They kept me at work” Dmitri inhaled the scent of the skin of the hollow of your neck, relaxing every muscle in him “Now I’m here”
And leaving a light kiss on his temple, all three of you fell asleep on that sofa, ignoring the fact that the next morning you would all wake up with a stiff neck. But if this was a happy ending, Dmitri would gladly have gotten that sore neck tomorrow morning.
Can you do a little story lol, idk what to call it about Eddie having a crush on you. Like him acting the opposite with you than he normally would. You make him really shy and nervous
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
“Hey, Eddie! Wait up!” Dustin’s footsteps echoed through the empty school corridor as he chased after his older friend who ignorantly strolled ahead of him on his longer legs.
The large pile of exercise books and the oversized backpack Dustin was wearing only slowed him down, while Eddie roamed the school with only his tin box which he forbid Dustin to touch.
Just as Eddie was about to throw a sarcastic response back at Dustin, he stopped in his tracks when he saw you rushing down the corridor, which resulted in Dustin almost crashing into the back of him.
Just like Dustin, you were juggling several bulky text books, while the strap of your backpack was slipping off your shoulder.
Eddie watched silently as he slowly reached his hand to the metal chain which hung at his hip and unclipped his keys, which he blindly dropped on top of Dustin’s books, without taking his eyes off of you.
“Get rid of all the trash in my van.” He ordered the teen, before he left his side to approach you, ignoring Dustin’s protests.
“Would… would you like some help?” Eddie offered once he was by your side, his voice instantly became softer, almost shy, a far cry from the gravely and baritone pitch he uses when he is making his loud speeches in the dinner hall.
“Please.” You asked through a smile, grateful that he instantly took the pile of books out of your arms, which finally allowed you to adjust the straps on your backpack so they were sitting comfortably on your shoulders.
“My pleasure.” Eddie let his unruly hair curtain his face as he bowed his head at the feeling of heat rising to his cheeks.
“I have no idea how my teachers expect me to carry all of these home on my bike.” You laughed, as you walked alongside Eddie, who slowed down his pace to keep in time with yours.
You and Eddie weren’t exactly what you would call friends, you knew each other from English since you had spent the whole semester sat next to each other and ever since you caught Eddie trying to copy from your test sheet one time, you had been offering him help in the class.
You knew that Eddie had quite the reputation in school, labelled as a freak, most people expected him to be mean and scary but that wasn’t the person you knew. Eddie was genuine and kind, he almost seemed timid around you, for reasons you couldn’t understand.
You never considered yourself an intimidating person, you weren’t exactly popular but you weren’t considered a loser either. In a school that was so obsessed with status you had managed to find yourself at a comfortable ranking in the social chain.
“I could…” Eddie cleared his throat, “I could drive you home, if you’d like.”
Before you could accept or decline, he continued.
“I’m giving Dustin a ride as well, he’s a kid from my D&D club, so it would be no trouble.”
“That would be a massive help.” You agreed and Eddie seemed almost taken aback, as if he expected you to decline.
“Oh?” He stopped in his tracks, “okay, wait out front and I’ll bring my van around.”
Eddie clutched your books to his chest as he rushed through the parking lot to get to his vehicle. Dustin was already sat in the front and furrowed his brows when he saw the pile of books in Eddie’s arms.
“Uh since when did you decide to study?” He asked as Eddie dumbed the books into the back of his van.
“Get in the back.”
“What?” Dustin complained.
“I’m giving the girl from my English class a ride home, do you expect her to sit in the back?” Eddie explained as he encouraged Dustin out of his seat by tugging on his arm.
“Oh the one you have a crush on?” The younger boy teased, as he climbed out the van and into the back.
“I do not.” Eddie argued as he climbed into the drivers seat and checked the floor of his van to find it still cluttered with trash.
“I told you to get rid of all this.” He sighed as he started blindly throwing it in the back while Dustin ducked and dodged.
“I’m not your maid– hey watch it!” He yelled when an empty can hit his forehead.
Eddie quickly pulled up to the front of the school where you were waiting and jumped out of his van to open the passenger door for you.
“M’lady.” Now it was your turn to blush as you thanked him.
“He’s such a gentleman, isn’t he?” Dustin spoke up from the back, while Eddie made his way back around to the drivers seat.
You chewed your lip to hide your smile as you considered Dustin’s words, far too lost in your own feelings to pick up on his sarcastic tone.
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