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Joe Keery as Steve Harrington STRANGER THINGS 5.07 | "The Bridge"
promise to be here in the morning?
fwb!steve harrington x fem!reader
warnings: angst, anxiety, unprotected sex, love confession, smut, pet names (baby, sweetheart, honey), pnv, kissing, comfort
wc: 1.9k
summary: steve and you have been seeing eachother casually for 6 months now. except now he can’t hold back his feelings, he needs you to know your not alone and you deserve someone to love.
an: i’m really close to reaching 200 followers which is crazy since i started this blog like 2 weeks ago.. so thank you all ily!!! also wrote this rlly quick so not proofread
Steve and you have been seeing each other for 6 months now.
At first the rules were “it’s nothing more than just sex”. strictly casual. you were going through a lot at the time. a recent breakup with a douchebag ex. your parents kicking you out and forcing you to live on your own. and to add onto that there were monsters lurking in hawkins, throwing you into battle at any given moment.
It was a way to relieve your stress. plus you trusted Steve. You've known him since you both were babies, and he’s always been there for you through it all.
Now for Steve, well you're a pretty girl. how could he say no to pleasing you when you need it the most? all those months it had been amazing, and you both were still the best of friends. Always hanging with the kids, and helping Robin at family video.
Nothing changed in the slightest. Besides the fact most nights would end up with Steve being balls deep inside of you.
The arrangement had been smooth sailing,
Till just about a week ago.
That’s when everything came crashing down for steve.
Last week…
it was a hectic day. family video was extremely packed. Saturday evenings were usually like this. last minute pick ups for date nights, or kids beginning their parents to see their favorite disney movie. Steve had noticed it before you did. the way the crease between your eyebrows became more pronounced, and your fingers slightly twitched on your sides. You seemed overwhelmed. Maybe a headache was forming, whatever it was steve could sense the shift in your tone.
“hey babe? everything alright?” that stupid nickname, never failed to make your insides become mush.
“yeah.. i mean, i will be fine” your voice dropped a bit, almost trying to hide your words from him.
“talk to me, what’s going on?”
“it’s just my parents again, being assholes like usual” you huffed.
Your mom reached out that morning, wondering if you could pay them for the week they let you stay there. since your apartment had flooded. They've never been easy on you, let alone even caring, kind or considerate. It's like you were their mistake, and now you're dealing with the consequences.
“That's awful. they really don’t deserve you, i mean cmon your beautiful, smart, kind, what more could they want in a daughter” steve’s hand reached forward to tuck a strand of loose hair behind your ear.
Recently you’ve been more touchy in public. The line between causal, and something real being pushed to its limit.
“how about you come over tonight, we watch a movie, and if you want I can take your mind of everything. might not make it go away, but i can’t definitely help”
You instantly blushed and nodded at his suggestion.
The bell of the family video door dinged. signaling a customer walked in.
The moment was broken, as a blonde girl with a fresh perm and bright lipstick stumbled in. steve’s hand had dropped from your face, eyes instantly locking onto the woman in front.
The “harrington charm” was turned on as he assisted her. making a few giggles slip out between the two.
You let out a sigh as you walked over to the returns bin you still had to finish.
Steve and you were only casual. friends who fucked on the down low. sometimes though you wished someone in your life would just stay. permanently. your feelings for steve were so intense you worried if you spoke them aloud, he would be gone forever. having him as a friend is better then nothing at all. so you walked away, letting him flirt terribly with the random girl up front. minding your business even with the giant pit in your stomach.
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Hours went by. the sun came lower to the horizon as the sky bloomed orange and pink streaks. your shift had ended, and now you were home changing into something a bit more comfortable for steve’s tonight. a grey pair of sweats, black tank top and your jacket you always wore, would just have to do today.
Grabbing your keys, and purse, ready to leave. the phone rang making you groan in annoyance. you grabbed the phone, lifting it to your ear.
“hello?”
“hey honey, it’s steve”
“oh hi steve.. you okay? i’m about to head over”
“yeah, just maybe, well i was wondering, if you wanted to bring extra clothes tonight, you know maybe stay over this time?”
Your heart was beating fast, so fast you thought it could burst out your chest. you had never actually stayed the full night over there. or at least when it was one of these kind of things. it felt too real, too much like a relationship. and you and steve weren’t that. no labels. just pleasure.
“are- are you sure?”
“positive” he sounded firm with his answer, giving you no room to think about it.
So you agreed, and went back upstairs to back an overnight bag.
Steve opened the door, standing right in front of you. god he looked hot. white t-shirt that hugged his biceps. his own pair of grey sweats, hanging low. hair combed to perfection.
He looked good.
Way to good for a simple hookup.
You glanced down at your own outfit. feeling a little shy and underdressed.
“hey sweetheart.. come in” he gestured inside. hand settling on your lower back as he followed you towards his living room.
“Okay, so I got sixteen candles, your favorite, or if you wanna switch it up, theres ferris bueller, or back to the fut-”
You cut off his ramble with a harsh kiss to his lips. He froze, startled from the sudden interruption, but sighed into it as his hands reached for your hips.
“Mm I need you now, steve” you hummed against his lips, “please”
If there was any hesitation, it vanished after your plea.
He folded instantly.
Connecting your lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss.
Your mouths molded together in sync. Like you've done this a thousand times (you have). like you craved each other's taste.
His tongue prodded your mouth, slipping inside. Making you let out a breathy moan.
He smiled against your lips, as he pulled back to signal the way to his room.
With one nod from you, he interlocked your hands and guided you both down the hall.
Something about this night felt more intimate. The way he undressed you with delicate hands. The way his lips moved with more, almost, love than lust. The way he laid you down on the bed. Making sure you were comfortable before moving himself to hover over you.
You feared it, but couldn't help yourself. It was what you needed.
Everyone and everything had treated you terribly, it felt nice to pretend you had something this real.
Someone who cared enough to please you and not just themselves.
Someone who you trusted enough to share a moment like this with.
Someone like steve, who was always so sweet to you. He really would make an amazing boyfriend to someone one day. Even if that girl wasn't you.
His hands trailed all over your body, squeezing, and rubbing. Fingers flicking over your sensitive peaks. Moaning at the taste as he licked over your breasts.
“God you taste s’good, so perfect baby”
You kissed him more, instead of responding.
In fear of saying too much, admitting something you couldn't bring to words.
Although, he didn't seem to mind.
Hovering over you, steve moved to position himself, pushing himself inside. moaning , and whimpering on how much your gummy walls squeezed him.
“Sweetheart, you're soaked.. All this f’me?”
“All for you stevie”
Your eyes met as he bottomed out, letting you adjust to his size.
His pupils were blown wide, a look on his face you couldn’t quite describe. It seemed like he was searching your face. Eyes moving all over your features.
His lips opened, trying to say something.
Though you gave him no time, as your legs wrapped around his middle, giving him the hint he needed to move.
Steves set a brutal pace, hips snapping into you. His eyes never leaving yours. Even the filthy squelching noises, and sight of him pistoning into you, couldn't remove his gaze.
“Steve” you moaned. Mouth agape, eyes fluttering with every thrust.
“I know baby, you're so good, so good” one hand coming up to rub against your cheek. His touch was soft, calloused hands gently rubbing.
Your face leaned into his hold, leaving a peck to his palm. The action so intimate. He couldn't help but surge forward, pulling you into another breathtaking kiss.
His free hand, snaking down your body. Stopping to rub circles on your clit.
“Cmon baby, come for me” he whispered. Hips still snapping against yours.
You felt that familiar high approaching. One that you found only steve could bring you to.
“M’ so close steve”
And just like that. It snapped. Your orgasm came hard. Clenching and spasming around his dick. So tightly it brought steve to his own.
His mouth fell open, as you both came to your highs.
What you didn’t expect next was steve to blurt out three words.
“I love you-”
You both stilled. Him still seated inside of you.
Your eyes blew shot.
And his face grew red, and hot. embarrassed at his sudden confession.
“I mean fuck, I cant pretend this is just fucking casual,”
“I love you, I always have. I'm sick of seeing people treat you like shit. I want to be the one you can lean on. Who treats you like the beautiful human being you are.”
Tears began streaming down your face.
Wincing as he pulled out.
You had no words. Speechless. No one had ever done this. Admitted something so intense, and meaning it.
Steve grabbed you and pulled up into his arms. Holding you tight to his chest. As you sobbed into him. He's seen how the world has treated you. He couldn't be another person who just left like the rest.
He loved you. And he needed you to see that.
“Baby say something, please” his voice was shaky. Almost trying to hold himself together at the sight of your own tears.
“I- I love you to..” the words spilling of your tongue, the feeling of a weight being lifted off you. You needed this just as much. Steve was someone special to you. He had always been there when you needed him most. You deserved to be happy with someone like him.
He littered you in kisses. Smiling as you let out a giggle.
“Thank god, you mean so much to me baby, really do”
“Promise me one thing steve..” you spoke out quietly.
“Anything, anything you want.”
“Promise to be here in the morning, promise me this isn’t just because your dick was inside of me, promise me this is real.”
Steves heart broke. You, his best friend, his favorite person, his girl.
Felt the need to make him promise he wouldn’t leave in the morning. His whole body felt devastated, he never wanted to leave you. never again.
“Honey, I swear to you, it's all real. I won't leave you. You're my girl.” he turned you to face him in his arms, hands coming to cradle your face.
His lips pulled you into a soft, sweet kiss. Locking in his words. Binding the love between you.
You nodded, head falling under his chin. You felt so comfortable.
So at home,
You never wanted to leave his embrace.
You loved Steve Harrington, and he loved you too.
Halloween party
Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader Summary: You've had feelings for Steve, your best friend, for a while. And on Halloween night you found out he was jealous of Eddie when you two dated. Eddie's got a plan but it doesn't go well and Steve gets mad. And you realize you need to have the conversation with him. Warnings: year 1989, reader is at college, best friends, slow burn, a bit of curse words, mention of blood, angst, mentions of alcohol and drugs, stupid!reader, bossy!/reader one shot, making out but not real smut, no upside down, y/n only used twice, she/her pronouns used for reader, suggestive. Word count: +14.5k (I'm sorry) Author's note: Hello! After a lot of years reading fics and writing them for myself, this is the first time I post one. So I'm sorry if it's not well written, english is not my first language, or if there's a lot of descriptions, mistakes... Please, I will appreciate any tip/advice from you, so let me know what do you think. Thank you ‹3
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joe keery as steve harrington in stranger things | season 5, episode 7 : ̗̀➛ chapter seven: the bridge
STRANGER THINGS ▸ 1.08 chapter eight: the upside down
Friday Recs - Valentine’s Day Edition
Happy Friday! Some reading recommendations for your enjoyment. No particular order and more to come.
💘HAPPY VALENTINE’S!!💘
May I offer a small collection of They-Deserve-to-be-Happy-Together stories (all canon in my world)🥰 and don’t forget to leave some luv for the authors please!
The Perfect Valentine by @sneakronicity/@sneakronicity
https://archiveofourown.org/works/1185376
Their first Valentine’s Day as an official couple, Clint tries to make it as traditional as possible. It goes as well as you would expect.
The Key To The World by@TheRedGlass/@TheReddestGlass
https://archiveofourown.org/works/7572382
Clint decides to give Natasha something she would never buy for herself.
Writer’s Block by @SneakyHufflepuff
https://archiveofourown.org/works/688458
Hallmark’ AU: Clint has writer’s block until he meets a stranger on the subway
Eyes on the Prize by@FlatlandDan
https://archiveofourown.org/works/339379
He knows she doesn’t care but it was February 14th and Clint wanted to see her smile.
Trust Me, Trust Nobody by@enigma731/@enigma731
https://archiveofourown.org/works/3351104
Hawkeye takes the Black Widow on a mission to Target.
A Box of Valentine’s Cheer by@scribblemyname/@scribblemyname
https://archiveofourown.org/works/3333599
Clint takes Maria’s suggestion literally.
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Prologue: Heart
RH1 | RH2 | RH3 | RH4 | RH5
Word Count: 5.6k
Warnings: mentions of death, comatose, grief, swearing
[A/N: I can't believe it's been three whole years since I last wrote for Raining Hellfire. It's insane because after re-reading the previous chapters, I realised how much I missed it. This is absolutely going to diverge from canon so much and you'll see why. Thank you reading <3]
Prologue: Heart
Hawkins was never meant to be your home.
Dancing with our hands tied | S.H.
And my, my love had been frozen. Deep blue, but you painted me golden.
Warnings: 18+, mdni! there will be smut in the future chapters. enemies to lovers, 'she fell first, he fell harder' kind of trope, allusions to unrequited love, mentions of death, injuries, allusions to self hatred, mentions of bullying, this story is set post s4, Vecna and the upside down are gone. slow burn. ‘hate’ sex. fwb kinda thing but they’re ‘enemies’. mean!reader, mean!Steve, hurt/comfort, happy ending.
Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader
Summary: You and Steve have never seen eye to eye, and it never changed, not even when you were pulled into a world of monsters and risked your life to save him. But tension had always been between you both, something that neither of you ever wanted to admit -- but how much longer can you take it when the pull between you gets stronger and stronger each second you spend by each others side?
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Prologue ⭐︎
Chapter one ⭐︎ Waiting Room
Chapter two ⭐︎ I want you to notice, when I’m not around
Chapter three ⭐︎ So if you need to be mean, be mean to me
Chapter four ⭐︎ Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness
Chapter five ⭐︎'Cause you know it could never be
Chapter six ⭐︎ Secrets I have held in my heart
Chapter seven ⭐︎ Got a feeling your electric touch, could fill this ghost town up with life
Chapter eight ⭐︎ Say my name and everything just stops
Chapter nine ⭐︎ And I'll show you if you let me, girl
Chapter ten ⭐︎ Weigh down on me, stay 'til morning
Chapter eleven ⭐︎ Yeah, I know it seems surprising when there’s lipstick still on the glass
Chapter twelve ⭐︎ When the curtains call the time, will we both go home alive?
Chapter thirteen ⭐︎ For a moment, I was heaven struck
Chapter fourteen ⭐︎ Somewhere in these eyes, I'm on your side
Chapter fifteen ⭐︎ I thought the plane was going down, how'd you turn it right around?
Chapter sixteen ⭐︎ Hold me, love me, touch me, honey
Chapter seventeen ⭐︎ What am I supposed to do? If there's no you.
Chapter eighteen ⭐︎ Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me
Chapter nineteen ⭐︎ For you, I would ruin myself, a million little times
Chapter twenty ⭐︎ Tell me it's love, tell me it's real
Chapter twenty one ⭐︎ Please, I've been on my knees, change the prophecy
Chapter twenty two ⭐︎ Let the world around us just fall apart
Chapter twenty three ⭐︎ And the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me
Chapter twenty four ⭐︎ I once believed love would be black and white, but it’s golden
Chapter twenty five ⭐︎ Who could stay? You could stay
The Epilogue ⭐︎
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nothing's gonna hurt you, baby
mean!Steve harrington x fem!reader, angst, 1.5k words, part two to in the dark
Summary: When Steve gets migraines, he gets angry. This time, he takes it out on you. Or, you're Steve's punching bag, and this time it hurts too much.
tw: gore, nightmare, trying not to spoil it before you read it but this is scary so navigate away if you can't stomach it!!
part one part two
The days after that night passed quietly.
Steve kept his word. He moved through the house like a ghost, his voice rarely rising above a murmur. He’d leave things for you—a fresh pot of coffee, the newspaper turned to the comics section, a single daisy in a juice glass on the kitchen table.
The accident
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader
Summary: Reader and her brother are chosen to go scope out the Mac-Z what happens when they aren’t getting along and end up in an accident. How will the others react?
Warnings: no use of y/n, a bit of angst, very slight fluff
Notes: okay! So if y’all end up wanting it I can do a part two! I’ll probably continue with a Henderson sibling apology or something along those lines! Just let me know!!
Every week someone was sent to scope out the Mac-Z to make sure nothing suspicious was going on more than usual, this week it was yours and Dustin’s turn.You were driving and Dustin was looking down at whatever piece of science equipment he decided to bring along. Usually you and Steve would go together, and the two of you would take advantage of the alone time but Steve had to do sound effects for Robin so Dustin came along. You didn’t mind, your brother had been having a hard time since Eddie died, so you were going to use this alone time with him to try and rekindle your relationship with your brother.
You look over at Dustin seeing him fiddle with the device “You okay Dusty?”
Dustin doesn’t look up immediately but when he does it’s with the same dejected expression as usual. “I’m fine…” he looked back down at the device. You frowned and looked back at the road, Dustin used to talk to you about things, you used to be close, in fact he was the one that pushed you and Steve to hangout outside of having to be together when shit hit the fan and you were fighting the inhabitants of the upside down, but now? Dustin barely gave you the time of day.
“Dustin I know this has been hard… It’s been hard on all of us, but I know how much harder it has been for you and I don't want to take away from what you're feeling… I just want you to talk to me… like you used too. You know you can still trust me right…?” you spoke softly, you didn’t want to come across as demanding or negligent of his emotions but you were hurting too. Everyone was and you know he was grieving but that didn’t make the way he acted sometimes right.
Dustin didn’t acknowledge your words, you know he heard you but he didn’t say anything or even look up at you. You sighed and pulled over, you were close enough to be able to see into the Mac-Z while not being suspicious. You and Dustin sat there for about two hours before you decided it was the same as normal. You pull back onto the road and start heading towards a convenience store, you were hungry and you were sure Dustin was as well. It was painfully quiet.
“I do trust you..” Dustin’s words were quiet, and he kept his gaze down. You look over at him, it felt good to hear him say that.
“I trust you too Dustin… I just wish you would talk to me again… like you used too. We used to be a team, but lately it’s like we can’t even work together because we can’t get on the same page. I know you’re hurting Dustin, I do. And I am so sorry Eddie died, I am. I’m so sorry that you had to go through losing someone so close to you, but he wouldn’t have wanted you too-”
“You don’t know what the hell he wanted.” Dustin cut you off before you could continue, his gaze was still down but now his hands were clenched in his lap.
“Dustin, that's not where I was going with that.” You tried to reason with him but he was getting angry.
“No!” Dustin finally looked up at you, his brows furrowed, his eyes watery. “I’m tired of everyone trying to tell me what Eddie wanted! I know what he wanted! They were the last words he said to me! Before he died, he told me before he died! But I tried and everyone at school thinks I’m crazy! They think Eddie is a murderer! And Mike, Lucas, and Will think I’m doing too much-”
“Dustin, they're just worried for you!” You kept looking between Dustin and the road
“No! They think I’m going crazy!” Dustin countered, tears rolling down his cheeks.
“That’s not true Dustin and you know it! Everyone is just worried for you, they’re your friends. Maybe you should listen to them. They told me you’re trying to start back up Hellfire, Dustin you’re supposed to be laying low, not drawing attention to yourself! What if someone catches on to what we're doing because you drew too much attention and they got nosey! We’ll never find Vecna! Eleven will be found by the government and taken away! Hell we’ll probably all be taken to prison where we’ll spend the rest of our lives rotting in there! What then Dustin!? Huh!! What then!? You can’t start Hellfire from there!” You didn’t mean to say those things, but you did. You didn’t feel like you were wrong, it was a plausible concern.
“Oh so this is what it’s about then!? It’s not about me! You’re just concerned about the mission! The job! I should’ve known! Ever since the earth split in half all you’re worried about is finding Vecna! That’s the only thing you’re concerned about! Why would you ever be concerned about me!!?” Dustin yelled back and you were gripping the stealing wheel, your knuckles white from the grip
“Dustin, that's crazy! Of course it’s about you! You’re my brother for goodness sake! I’m worried about you! Dustin I’m scared I’m losing you! You’re not the same- You’re so angry all the time! You isolate yourself from the group! You-”
“Watch out!” Dustin screamed
“What-!?” You were confused
“WATCH OUT!” Dustin screamed and pointed and as soon as you turned your head to look a car came barreling into you, hitting the side of the car at, at least 60mph. Your car was pushed to the side of the road where you and Dustin flipped into the ditch. The last thing you remember hearing is the sound of tires screeching as they drove away.
When you woke up again you were upside down, your head hurt so bad, you could feel blood dripping into your hairline, your neck hurt. Whiplash maybe? Then you finally processed the shaking from your right side, someone was shaking your arm trying to wake you. Dustin!
“Please wake up… Please don’t do this. I’m sorry, okay! Wake up! Wake up!” Dustin was crying, you looked over at him, but it’s sorta blurry, your head was spinning.
“Dustin…?” you blink a few times trying to get your vision to focus you mostly succeeded, looking over Dustin for injuries you only saw small cuts, probably from the glass, that was until you saw his hand, it was all cut up, and bleeding, it must’ve gone through the window or something.
“Oh thank god! You’re alive! You’re okay!!” Dustin was relieved to hear your voice.
“Dustin…? Dustin what happened…?” You look around the car trying to remember
“Someone hit us… I can’t get out… I’m stuck… we need to get to a phone booth.” Dustin explained. You just couldn’t help but wonder if he was more injured then he let on. It didn’t seem like he hit his head but then again, you couldn’t really tell.
“Hey, did you get that? We need to get out of the damn car right now.” Dustin repeated and caught your attention
“Right… yeah uhm… were upside down…” You noticed
“Yes we are, which is why I need something to cut the seatbelts with… They won’t come undone” Dustin said, looking at you, hoping you would have something.
You sat there thinking, really trying to at least before you remembered
“Theres a Knife in the glove department.” You watch as Dustin reaches for it.
“Dustin let me do it. I don’t want you to hit your head-” You said reaching your hand out for him to hand you the knife
“No way! You’re literally bleeding from your head! I’ve got this!” Dustin said and started working at the seatbelt
“Dustin-!” but it was too late for you to argue anymore, Dustin got his seatbelt cut, and he was free. He landed on the roof of the car, then crawled his way out the broken windshield.
You sat there for a couple seconds. Alone, your head was killing you, and you wanted nothing more than to close your eyes and go to sleep but you knew better than that. Dustin came around to your side and forced the door open.
“I’ve gotcha don’t worry” He reaches up, cuts your seatbelt and helps guide you down instead of letting you fall. You crawl out of the car. You’re so dizzy, it makes you sick.
“Oh god… Dustin are you alright…? You said taking a deep breath trying not to throw up from the dizziness.
“Yeah don’t worry I'm fine, I'm fine… look why don’t you lay down, it’ll help with that dizziness, and I'll walk down the road to that phone booth we passed and call for help yeah…?” Dustin said moving to lead you to your back, so you could lay on the grass.
You didn’t want Dustin to walk alone, but you literally couldn’t get up without getting sick so you just nodded.
Dustin walked away, and a few minutes later, he was back and he sat beside you, leading your head into his lap.
“Dustin..?” you question softly looking up at him, your dizziness was subsiding. You assumed it was from being upside down and the blood rushing to your head.
“Yeah it’s me sis… it’s me. Don’t worry Steve is on his way okay?” Dustin sorta brushed some of your hair away from the gash on your forehead, he had watched your head connect with your window.
The two of you sat there for maybe ten minutes before the sound of tires screeching from the brakes could be heard. Steve jumped out of the car, Dustin looked up and saw that Nancy and Joyce had piled into Steve’s car to tag along as well. Steve didn’t even bother closing his door, he just ran over, dropping to his knees in front of the two of you.
“God what happened?” Steve looked over Dustin before looking at you, everyone was surrounding the two of you now.
“Some dumbass hit us and ran. He was going at least 60 miles an hour.” Dustin said, looking over to you. The shock of the crash had gone away as well as the dizziness from being upside down and now you were sat up now, the side of your face was covered in blood from the gash on the side of your forehead and like Dustin you had little cuts everywhere from the glass shattering.
Joyce and Nancy knelt down as well. Nancy took Dustin’s hand looking at the cuts all over it.
“We’re fine…” you said quietly looking up at Steve. Your head was still pounding and you could feel the blood on the side of your face but you really were fine, you had just been so dizzy from being upside down.
“Maybe we should get you two to a hospital… just to be checked out y’know?” Steve said, looking between you and your brother concerned.
“No. I was just talking to Dustin about not drawing attention to ourselves... That's what a hospital will do. Draw attention. We’re fine, take us back to the squawk and you can patch us up there.” You didn’t leave any room for argument. In the past when someone was hurt y’all would patch them up and keep moving. This situation wasn’t gonna be any different.
Joyce, Nancy, and Steve all share a look before moving to help you and Dustin up, and get the two of you in the car. Joyce sat in the back with you and Dustin on either side of her. She insisted, just like she insisted on holding a shirt Steve had in his car to your head to try and stop the bleeding or at least slow it down. It already covered the side of your face, and stained your shirt, she didn’t think it would be smart for you to lose anymore.
When y’all finally arrive at the squawk Steve helps you out of the car, and starts leading you inside despite you being able to do it yourself so you thought. The sudden movement of standing up too quickly makes you a bit dizzy again, your hand shoots up to your head as you wince.
“Hey… you okay?” Steve looks down at you stopping the two of you in your tracks when he notices the wincing
“Yeah, just a bit dizzy is all, I’m fine, let's just get inside.” You reassure Steve. He looks at you but finally the two of you keep walking. When you get inside Joyce already has Dustin sat down in a chair and is tending to the cuts on his hand and face. Mike, Will, and Dustin are already surrounding him asking what happened. Steve sits Natalie down on the couch and moves to grab the other first aid kit. Nancy sits down beside Natalie taking her hand.
“You sure you’re feeling okay…? You took a hell of a hit. I mean that’s a nasty gash, you sure you don’t wanna get it checked out at the hospital?” Nancy meant well, she was just worried, but you were fine, you would hurt for a while but that was nothing new.
Before you could answer Nancy you all heard a very loud “Holy Shit!” from the sound booth followed by the sound of headphones being thrown on the desk and the door being slammed open. Robin came running out, followed by Johnathan who had taken over sound effects for Steve when he left.
“Oh my god! That's so much blood! Holy shit dude I thought you said it was a minor accident not a bloodbath!” Robin said, freaking out running over to you. You didn’t blame her, you could feel the blood sticking to your skin, you could only imagine how bad it looked.
“I’m fine Robin really, it’s not as bad as it looks. Glass cuts tend to bleed a hell of a lot more than others. Promise” you give her a small smile, your head is pounding, you just wanted to lie down preferably with Steve there. Speaking of Steve he walks in with the other med kit and kneels down in front of you. The others give you space and go back to what they were doing, still worried though.
“You had me worried shitless…” Steve said softly as he reached up to start cleaning the blood from your face, his other hand gently holding your face where he could see it better.
“I’m sorry Steve… I just feel like it’s all my fault. Me and Dustin were arguing and had I been paying attention to the road I probably could’ve at least gotten us out of the way-” you started to ramble, feeling your eyes grow wet.
“No, don’t do that. This isn’t your fault sweetheart. That jackass was speeding and he should’ve been watching, not you. It’s not your fault.” Steve continued cleaning the blood at least around your wound to be able to bandage it up.
“Do you think Dustin hates me…? Hates us? Steve, he's been so different here lately and I don’t know how to help him. He won’t let me, no matter how hard I try. It’s like he’s slipping away.” You look down at your hands, which we’re sorta covered in blood from touching your head. Steve lifted your face back up, making you look at him.
“I don’t think he hates you, no not at all. But I know how you feel, here lately all I’ve gotten from that kid is attitude and hate it feels like. But listen to me.” Steve let both his hands cup your face. “We’re not gonna stop trying okay? We can’t stop showing him we care.”
You nod and let Steve finish bandaging you up. Eventually you’re left alone on the couch, Steve gone to put the medical supplies back up, everyone else doing their own thing. You assumed Dustin was with his friends up to no good. And that’s probably where he needed to be… with his friends.
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Why not me?
You’re my baby, say it to me
Happy Valentine’s Day, please don’t call
In another life, maybe I was you
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Please don’t ruin this for me
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Whatever happens I’ll leave it all to chance
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In this world it’s just us
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If I only could make a deal with god
I’d get him to swap our places
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Lay all your love on me
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Mommy and Daddy are fighting
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Two Lines, One Disaster | Steve Harrington
Series Masterlist
Summary: You and Steve had sex a little over a month ago. You were two weeks late. Dying from stress and anxiety, you decide to just take a test. Your results? Positive. And when do you find this all out? Right before you’re taken by a Demogorgan. Set in Season 5 of Stranger Things.
Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!reader
Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy, sex, angst, cuss words, blood, and maybe more. idk SLIGHT SEASON 5 SPOILERS
CHAPTERS:
Two Lines, One Disaster
Two Lines, No way out
Two Lines, Trapped
Two Lines, Reunited
Two Lines, Crossed
Two Lines, Into the Lab
Two Lines, Down Memory Lane
Two Lines, Fall
Two Lines, Family Reunion
Two Lines, At Last
still ongoing…
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Bad Haircut
Seven (Masterlist)
Steve Harrington x M!Reader
After Henry’s attack, you somehow survived, but you had lost almost all ability to speak. It didn’t matter if you were only one of two left, Papa hated you. You were always the weakest and he despised you for it. He only kept you around after the massacre as incentive for Eleven; his pride and joy. When she didn’t, or couldn’t do as he said he would hurt you. Papa decided that if you couldn’t use your powers then he would make you stronger in other ways and appointed you a tutor to strengthen your mind. When an opportunity to escape came you took it. You grabbed Eleven and the two of you ran as far as you could. You thought you were safe, but when Papa’s men came you and Eleven you were forced to run again. You lost her in the woods, but you stumbled upon someone else. A boy who appeared to be your age. He said his name was Steve.
(An episode by episode fic, possibly with extra chapters. Hopefully I make it through them all.)
(Updates at least weekly!)
Season One
Chapter One: The Vanishing of Will Byers
Chapter Two: The Weirdo on Maple Street
Chapter Three: Holly, Jolly
Chapter Four: The Body
Chapter Five: The Flea and the Acrobat
Chapter Six: The Monster
Chapter Seven: The Bathtub
Chapter Eight: The Upside Down
Season Two
Chapter One: MADAMX
Chapter Two: Trick or Treat, Freak
Chapter Three: The Pollywog
Chapter Four: Will the Wise
Chapter Five: Dig Dug
Chapter Six: The Spy
Chapter Seven: The Lost Sister
Chapter Eight: The Mind Flayer
Chapter Nine: The Gate
Season Three
Chapter One: Suzie, Do You Copy?
Chapter Two: The Mall Rats
Chapter Three: The Case of the Missing Lifeguard
Chapter Four: The Sauna Test
Chapter Five: The Flayed
Chapter Six: E Pluribus Unum
Chapter Seven: The Bite
Chapter Eight: The Battle of Starcourt
Season Four
Chapter One: The Hellfire Club
Chapter Two: Vecna’s Curse
Chapter Three: The Monster and the Superhero
Chapter Four: Dear Billy
Chapter Five: The Nina Project
Chapter Six: The Dive
Chapter Seven: The Massacre At Hawkins Lab
Chapter Eight: Papa
Chapter Nine: The Piggyback
Season Five
Chapter One: The Crawl
Chapter Two: The Vanishing of Holly Wheeler
Chapter Three: The Turnbow Trap
Chapter Four: Sorcerer
Chapter Five: Shock Jock
Chapter Six: Escape from Camazotz
Chapter Seven: The Bridge
Chapter Eight: The Rightside Up Part 1
Chapter Nine: The Rightside Up Part 2
Season Six - Trailer
Chapter One: The Body Swap
Chapter Two: She Bop
Chapter Three: The Elect
Chapter Four: Pandora’s Box
Chapter Five: The Backslide
Chapter Six: The Voodoo Doll
Chapter Seven: The Labyrinth
Chapter Eight: Rubicon
Chapter Nine: The Final Battle
Steve POVs
The Confession
The Shopping Spree
The Photograph
The First Date
You Rule, You Suck
The Pool Party
The Realization
Weathertop
Trust
The Radio
The Disappearance
Power and Affection
Movie Night
Nightmares
Family Matters
Ice Cold
The Party POVs
El - Game Night
Joyce - The Drawing
Will - The Bicycle
Jonathan - The Clash
Dustin - The Pout
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a steve harrington x fem!hopper!reader stranger things rewrite - season 1 - 5
synopsis: y/n hopper has had a rough life, the loss of her sister, a dead beat mother and now an alcoholic father. when william byers goes missing and her and the kids she babysits start to uncover things her life finds meaning; friends, love and family.
warnings!: slow burner, enemies to lovers, ex’s to lovers, grief, death, violence, gore, smut, near death experiences, alcohol, smoking, reader is hopper’s daughter but there is no mention of being biologically related so she could be adopted, suicidal thoughts… more to be added.
particular warnings will be at the start of each chapter!
authors note: i hope you all enjoy this, ive planned a lot of it and am very excited! this is a slow burner, so you’ll have to wait awhile for anything real to happen but i think it’ll be worth the wait :)
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the kind of boy who stays
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part two
PROXIMITY: you spent your high school years surrounding him. he notices you for the first time in a parking lot and suddenly the world feels slightly bigger and more terrifying.
you don't meet steve harrington. you orbit him.
you're nancy wheeler's best friend, which means you exist in the gravitational pull of popularity without ever being claimed by it. you're invited to parties but never centered in them. remembered, but not sought out. the kind of person people are glad is there - but don't notice when you leave.
steve harrington is always there.
arm slung around nancy's shoulders. laugh too loud. keys jangling in his hand like he owns the place. he smells like cologne and something expensive you can't name.
he always smiles at you.
not flirtatious, not dismissive. just... polite. like you're someone he's been told is important.
"hey y/n," he says when he sees you. always using your name, never forgetting it.
"hi," you say back. that's the extent of it.
until will byers disappears.
things shift after that.
nancy grows quieter. distracted. he just watches her with this confused, tightening expression - like he's trying to solve a problem no one gave him the rules for.
you sit beside nancy at lunch, legs tucked under the table, listening to steve talk about basketball tryouts or tommy's new car or whatever he thinks is supposed to matter.
nancy nods along. you nod too.
but the air feels wrong.
the first time you're with alone with steve, it's not dramatic.
it's just the parking lot.
nancy's late, again, and the sun is starting to dip low enough to make everything look softer than it should. you're sitting on the hood of her car, backpack at your feet, notebook open even though you haven't written anything in ten minutes. your mind is miles away, focused on the disappearance of will.
you hear footsteps. steve stops a few feet away, clearly surprised to see you.
"oh," he says. "hey"
"hey," your voice was quiet.
he hesitates, like he's deciding whether to leave. then he leans back against his car instead, close enough that you're sharing the same stretch of quiet.
"she didn't say where she went," he asks.
you shake your head, "journalism stuff."
he hums, "yeah, that tracts."
another pause.
you expect him to pull out his keys, rev the engine, and disappear.
instead, he stays.
"this is stupid," he says suddenly. eyes fixed on the pavement. "but she's been acting weird, right?"
you glance at him. he looks genuinely unsure, like he's asking you for permission to feel this way.
you choose your words carefully, "she's just got a lot on her mind... i guess."
he nods, then swallows, "right. yeah."
silence settles again, heavier this time.
then quietly, "you doing okay?"
you blink, "me?"
he shrugs, "you're always the one making sure everyone else is."
that catches you off guard.
"yeah," you say after a second. "i'm okay."
he studies you like he's checking for cracks. then he smiles - small and relieved.
"good".
nancy shows up a few minutes later, breathless and apologetic. the moment breaks, steve straightens, and the wall goes back up.
but something lingers.
after that you start noticing him more.
the way he glances at you before speaking, like he's checking whether or not you're listening. the way he slows his pace so you and nancy can walk together without falling behind. the way he says goodbye directly to you instead of just waving goodbye.
it's subtle.
easy to miss.
but you don't.
the night the theater sign gets vandalized, your phone rings after midnight. it's nancy. she's crying when you answer.
you don't hesitate - you grab your jacket and bike over, sit with her on her bed while she apologizes for things that aren't her fault.
you're angry. furious, actually. all of it directed towards steve. at how careless boys can be at girls' pain.
the next day at school, you don't look for him.
but you still see him.
his hands are raw from scrubbing red paint, his knuckles bruised. his face falls when he sees you in the hallway.
"i-" he starts.
you shake your head gently, "you don't have to."
he nods once, jaw tight, "okay."
you leave without another word.
your chest hurts the entire walk to class.
when steve shows up at the byers house days later, you're already there with nancy.
the air is thick with fear, secrets, and things that don't make sense yet. steve's anger fills the room, sharp edged and defense.
you stay close to nancy, ready to intervene.
but she tells him the truth.
and he listens.
you watch it happen - the exact moment he stops trying to win and starts trying to understand.
"you're serious," he says.
nancy just nods.
his eyes flick to you.
you meet them steadily, "she wouldn't lie about this."
he exhales like he's been holding his breath for weeks, "okay."
and that's the moment you realize something...
steve harrington could leave. no one would stop him.
but he doesn't. he stays.
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