Just fandom things. I like to write silly little stories. Mostly Stranger Things, occasionally The Walking Dead or Sons of Anarchy. I stg I’m a Steve girl but all you Eddie writers out there are *chefs kiss* constantly caught between hating to be perceived and craving validation and affection. So please come talk to me! I can fandom for hours and hours. Call me Beezy, 31, she/her.
Hello! I’m Beezy and I write random Stranger Things (it’s Steve pretty much,) blurbs. Most of what I post is smut and tagged as such, so please consume your media responsibly.
Again, I’m mostly a Steve girl, but I’m open to other people. So feel free to come chat with me about all your fandom things. They don’t even have to be ST related.
Steve Harrington:
Scars - All hurt, no comfort. (Comfort is totally an option tho) After the events of S4, Steve struggles with image issues and relationships.
Steve Harrington Smut Shots:
Want Me Like I Want You - Acquaintances with benefits to lovers. Some angst, hurt/comfort. Idiots in love.
Domestic Bliss - Established relationship. Showering together. *Visiting* Steve at work. Fluff/cuteness.
Taking *Care* Of Steve - Established relationship. No plot, just the smutty parts.
Multi Part Fics:
Welcome (Back) To Hawkins - Part One, Part Two (in progress)
Summary: Three escaped from Hawkins Lab the night Henry went on his rampage. She spent years trying to put distance between herself and Hawkins, but strange dreams have her coming back to a place she hoped she could stay away from forever. (Starts in S2)
Modern AU - Part One, Part Two, Part Three (in progress)
Summary: After his breakup with Nancy, Steve tried to find the right girl. She just didn’t happen to be any of the many girls he went out with. A little discouraged about his current situation, he decided he was done trying, working on himself and all that. Until Eddie gets a mysterious new neighbor, and Steve is hooked on her before he even has a chance to be introduced to her. (Eddie, Robin and Max have made appearances thus far, and of course mentions of our dear Uncle Wayne)
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Series Masterlist with summaries
no warnings??? I don't think? Y/n has a past with the law....(as a 12 year old)
May 22, 1986
"Robin, did you sign the card yet?" y/n called over her shoulder.
"I haven't even woken up yet, you psycho." Robin grumbled face down into the bed.
"Steve's gonna be here in like an hour and you haven't even signed the card."
"Sign it for me. Let me rest, you incessant wench."
"Such language!" y/n feigned offense with her hand over her chest. "I can't sign it for you, he'll know."
"Then just do an X, like the Victorian children," she moved around so she could get back to sleep, "the illiterate ones, in the sweatshops."
Y/n groaned in defeat, "Five minutes, you have five minutes then you have to get up and sign the card and get dressed."
"Yes, mom."
"I thought that was Steve?"
"Fine, dad."
"You are so mean in the morning."
"Tell me about it. Good night!" She threw the pillow over her head and went back to sleep.
***
"Y/n, Robin! Steve's here," Her mom yelled from the top of the steps.
"Steeeeve!" Eloise ran up to him and jumped on him.
"Wheeeze!" He hugged her back.
"Why is my dearest, darling, niece trying to steal my boyfriend?" Y/n asked Robin
while they gathered up everything to bring.
"I don't know but I think your whole family is trying to take him." Once they got all the way up the stairs he pointed to the kitchen table where Steve was talking with them all. "Just look." Eloise sat on his leg while he talked to her dad, James. Her mom, sister and grandma whispered in the corner, looking far too suspicious for her taste, while Eloise was playing with Frog. Steve looked up from his conversation and smiled at her. He set Eloise down when he saw how much she and Robin were carrying and went over to help.
"Thank you," She kissed him quickly as he took the bags. Robin held out her bag and pouted but Steve shook his head.
"Wha-Why?"
"Sorry Rob, that is a girlfriend privilege." He shrugged in mock apology.
"But I am your girl, space, friend."
"Well this is a boy, no space, or hyphen, whatever you're into, friend job."
"Wow, look at our little grammarian over here." y/n praised then went into the
kitchen to say goodbye to her family. Steve's face took a confused expression.
"I thought I was a taurus but ok?" Robin and y/n tried to suppress their laughter as they called their goodbye's to everyone in the other room.
***
"Oh, Steve! You're just on time." Joyce said as she welcomed them in.
"Hey, Mrs. Byers." "Hi, Mrs. Byers." Steve and Robin said in unison.
"How many times do I have to tell you Joyce is fine. More than fine, actually 'Mrs. Byers' makes me feel old." She turned and waved her hand for them to follow to the couch. "Dustin just got here and Nancy and Jonathan went out to get the ice cream cake soooo I think that's the perfect chance for us," meaning her and Hopper, "to meet your new friend, we've heard a lot about her and still haven't met her."
"She's just putting the finishing touches on Will's card. I'll go get her." He turned for the door and Robin went into the kitchen to help bring some of the food out. Joyce caught his elbow before he could leave.
"I-I just wanted to let you know how much it means to these kids that you're around. I know you probably know that already but they just adore you. And, um, I know it's still a little weird, y'know, you, Nancy, Jonathan. But you've really grown up Steve, you're a good kid." She smiled up at him and he smiled back. "Now go get your girl, I wanna meet her." He nodded and sped out the door as y/n was adding the last strokes of shading to the lily-of-the-valley.
"You ready?" He leaned into the open window to admire her work.
"Yep," she added the final dot before adding some more and mumbled about 'of course i'm not stalling, pfft, what're you talking about."
"You don't have to be nervous, Joyce is literally the nicest woman you'll ever meet."
"I know, I've been told and duh of course she is, Will had to get it from somewhere."
He rolled her eyes at her favoritism but she knew he had a favorite too. "But, honestly, I'm more nervous about meeting her than your parents."
"What do you mean?"
"Like with them, it was obviously a surprise so I didn't have the time to get myself worked up about it. And when you talk about them, which is basically never unless you've been drinking beer that's way too cheap to not be a safety concern, I knew what to expect. Like I wasn't expecting exactly that but I was expecting aloof, a little arrogant, rude." He nodded along so she wouldn't feel bad about talking about his parents. "But now, I expect everything, so what if they don't think I'm good enough?"
"I can absolutely guarantee you they'll love you." He smiled before opening the door and holding his hand out for her. He led her in and she saw how much love could be in one simple room with Will's artwork and Jonathan's photography lining the shelves and walls. While y/n was admiring the room Joyce came out from the kitchen. "Hi, you must be y/n, I've heard so much about you from the kids, and Steve. I'm Joyce."
Y/n held out her hand to shake and Joyce took it but just pulled her into a hug. She looked at Steve wide-eyed and he just shrugged and mouthed 'told you. She's a hugger.'
"I've heard so much about you from them, too." Joyce finally let her go and showed her where everyone else was. Steve took her hand as Joyce led them down the hall. He bent down to whisper, "Just wait till you meet Hopper."
"Steve, my love," she put a hand to his chest while looking up at him, "You're killing me here."
Hopper came out of the kitchen holding a bowl of fruit salad. He smiled gruffly at Steve, "Hello Steve, staying out of trouble?"
"Of course, um, Chief."
Hopper looked around Steve to see y/n. He laughed harder than Steve has ever seen him laugh and Steve reached back to take her hand but she'd already had to lean against the wall to support herself, she was laughing so hard. "Oh this is a good one, kid." Joyce took the bowl so he wouldn't spill it everywhere.”This is a real good one,” he wheezed. "What're you doing here?" He wiped the tears from under his eyes.
"Will invited me, and also," she gestured to Steve, "his plus one."
"I heard the name but I didn't know it was you. Well, I hoped it wasn't you."
"Tough luck, Hop."
Joyce and Steve just watched the whole interaction unfold with very confused looks going back and forth between them. "You two...know each other," Joyce asked.
"Oh we go way back. What was it '76?" Hopper asked.
"I believe you called it the Terror of '77, or at least Flo did." He shook his head and laughed.
"This kid running around all of Hawkins, stealing her mom's art supplies and scrawling Sex Pistols songs all over the playground. Then, what, like 5 years later? The Scourge of '82-"
"Nope, nope that's enough of that. Haha, that's another story for another very, very, very, far off time." She laughed awkwardly and cleared her throat. She took Steve by the wrist and brought him outside.
Both Steve and Joyce asked what happened at the same time. Hopper and y/n had the same answer, "I'll tell you later."
***
The party was in full swing once everyone else arrived. Joyce had y/n and El glued to her sides. It was especially helpful that they all knew sign so they could communicate without having to shout over the music and other conversations. Steve barely saw y/n since she was having so much fun talking to everyone and helping Joyce with anything she needed. Once it was finally time for gifts she gave hers after the kids and Robin went.
"Ok so I don't know if this is exactly what you wanted, but I thought you could try it and see if you like it, then we can try something else if you don't." She said just as a precaution that turned unnecessary after she saw the way his face lit up at the abounding art supplies, especially the paints he'd been talking about for weeks.
"How did you find it? I've been looking everywhere."
"It was quite a feat, but nothing too terrible. So you like it?"
"I love it!" She wasn't prepared for the hug that knocked her back a little. "Thank you," he whispered.
"Mhmm, anything for my favorite," she said extra quietly and they both laughed.
"Don't tell Mike." They both pulled back and he went around the table. "Go look at the card. It's from me and Robin. She wrote most of it but you can tell which parts I wrote."
To Will (The Wise)
You're literally one of, if not the coolest people we've ever met. Everything you paint and draw has so much love and care and inspiration behind it. It's amazing. We just wanted to let you know that you're really the best and you can come to us for anything.
Love,
Two girls with eyes only for Phoebe Cates (And Vickie) (And Steve)
P.S. You're our favorite, but don't tell the rest of them. We hope your birthday is as SPECTACULAR as you are.
He sniffled a little and hugged both of them. Joyce held a hand over her heart and Hopper put a hand on her shoulder. Steve set his present down next, then put an arm around y/n's waist with his hand resting on her hip. It was atrociously wrapped but Will was so excited when he saw the edge popping through the wrapping paper. It was a book he'd mentioned once, a few weeks ago.
"I forget what the name was," Steve told y/n as he paced his basement. He started snapping and whispering names towards the ceiling, "I know it starts with an S, (samurai?) No, that's not it, it's something weird. (Samaritan? Salamander?) No but close. Something like that."
"What does it sound like? Do you know what it's about?"
"I asked Eddie, he said it's like the Elf Bible. Sel? Sal? I don't know. " He flopped down onto the couch in defeat.
"The Silmarillion?"
"Yes! That's it!" He jumped out of his seat. "Oh my god, I love you. But now where do we find it?"
"We can try the bookstore near my old school. They have a lot of stuff like that."
So off they went on the not so short drive to the Rare and Antique Bookstore. They found the one with the best illustrations and Steve refused to let y/n wrap it.
"This is it! Steve this is perfect! Thank you so much." He hugged Steve too and then opened his other gifts.
At the end of the night Hopper and Steve had to pull Joyce and y/n apart. They kept talking and cleaning and wrapping leftovers and shoving tupperwares into the hands of the unsuspecting kids. "Just one second. I'll wrap this then we'll go."
"You said that three plates ago."
"I didn't mean it three plates ago, I mean it now-WAH!" She yelped as Steve threw her over his shoulder. "What is the meaning of this?"
"You'd never leave."
"Yes, I would."
Joyce waved goodbye from the front door. "Bye everyone! Y/n, I'll see you next weekend?"
"Of course! Bye! Happy birthday Will!"
"Thank you!" He yelled back.
Y/n let out a huff when Steve finally put her back on the ground. "So unnecessary."
"Very necessary." Robin said flatly from behind her, sliding into the back seat of Steve's car. Steve opened the door for y/n and she smiled at him before getting in and rolling into conversation with Robin.
***
"What's next weekend?" Steve asked once they dropped Robin off.
"Hmm?"
"Joyce said she'll see you next weekend."
"Oh, yeah, she just wants to come in for a trim."
"I keep forgetting you're a hairdresser."
"Yeahhh, so do I sometimes. But I like it whenever I'm not doing some old lady's hair. They're the worst." There was a bit of a lull in conversation, not that either of them minded the comfortable silence. "I think you should let me do your hair."
"I don't know."
"You don't trust me?" She giggled and shifted so her back was against the door to face him.
"No, no! I do." He urgently said, even though she wasn't worried about that. "It's just I've only ever gone to one place so I'd feel bad leaving."
"Steve, there is only one place in this whole town to get hair done. I work at the only place you've ever gone. I know Dory, so I know you should be worried. She's getting sloppy. And I'm not saying this to poach her customers, but! I am saying this to protect your self-proclaimed best feature. Even though, if you ask me, I think you're all the best."
"You're real cute, you know that?"
"Only 'cause you keep reminding me."
He reached to put his hand on her left knee that was extra close to him because of how she was sitting. "What was in your card?"
"Just that me and Robin would always be here for him, whatever he needs."
"That's nice," Steve didn't want to pry but he felt like there was something important. "Was there anything else in there?"
"Hmmm, you're not gonna let it go, are you?"
"If it's a secret between you three that I shouldn't be involved in, then done! It's let go, we never have to speak of it again, over, no mo-"
"Ok, ok, don't be mad."
"How could I be mad?"
"It's happened before, when I've told people, but Robin said you wouldn't be. Just when there's been so many negative reactions, it's hard to expect a positive one." She waved her hands in front of herself as if to clear her thoughts. "Anyway, I could try to explain it but it's easier to just say it. I'm like Robin."
"What do you mean 'like Robin'?"
"Like, I like girls." She swallowed before rushing out, "but I like guys too! And I love you."
"Oh," he glanced over at her then went back to staring at the road and drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. She put her hand on his that was still on her leg.
"The less you say the more worried I get."
"Oh, right, um yeah same." He finally looked at her once they were at a stop sign.
"What?"
"Shit, um I mean same, I like guys too." She smiled brightly at him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, but I love you so..." he shrugged. "But I think you should know I kissed Eddie like two days before we met. It was a real life or death kind of moment and at the time it really looked like death was winning so it just sort of happened."
"You don't have to explain yourself to me. I get it, that's why my sister says I suck to watch movies with because I just want everyone to kiss all the time."
They both laugh, knowing how she disturbs the most serious fight scenes by making kissy hands and smooching sounds.
"So, you're ok with it?" He asked nervously.
"If you're ok with me?"
"Yeah?" "Yeah."
***
"Are your parents home?" She asked just before she was about to open her door.
"Probably, which sucks. Why?"
"Do you want to stay over? You're already here."
"I don't want to intrude."
"You can't intrude if I'm inviting you in. But really if you don't want to, I'm not gonna make you."
"Who am I kidding, your mom's pancakes are better than mine."
"Yay!" She cheered then kissed him before getting out.
"Is here ok?" He asked while poking his head out the window.
"Yeah, we're not going anywhere tomorrow. Now come on, I'm freezing."
***
Once they went in through the back door that led right into the basement she pulled off her sweater while walking into the bedroom. She came back out in pajamas with a shirt and sweatpants she may or may not have stolen from him.
"I don't even remember you taking these."
"Cause I'm stealthy, like a ninja."
"You are so lame."
"Didn't anyone ever tell you it's weird to talk to yourself in the second person?"
He just scoffed and turned to the bathroom while she rushed to clean her room up a little more.
When he walked in she held her arms out for him. He flopped down next to her and rolled over into her arms. "Are you warm now?"
"Very, you?"
"Very.”
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"Then just do an X, like the Victorian children," she moved around so she could get back to sleep, "the illiterate ones, in the sweatshops." - I’m dead. This was hilarious.
The lil talk with Joyce ☺️🥹
Y/n such a trouble maker. She has a RECORD. Hopper laugh crying. I love him.
do you ever just think about a steddie threesome and steve being in the middle and the way he'd be so out of it by the time eddie pushes into him and the poor boy is just throbbing inside of u to the point where u fuck yourself on him and he’s whining underneath u <3
@beezywriting put me on the brain rot <3 for u @softcoremaybank @forevermoreharrington @wndalovebot
It’s in my car :( but my get get baked in my car break is in an hour so I shan’t freeze!!
Well I hope he’s offering consoling words and cuddles and isn’t just sitting like a lump on a log. Is it the uni work? OR IS IT ALL STEVES FAULT WAS HE TOO ANGSTY??!!
he’s sitting pretty n being as helpful as he can be considering he’s not a night person </3 it’s just my brain djfhdbf it managed to convince me everybody hates me and now i have to deal with the consequences of my own thoughts </3
He’s a good boy. And my sweet, sweet Ivy. We both are suffering from evil brain disease. I do that all the time it’s the worst. Because you KNOW it’s just your brain being a dick but sometimes it comes up with some convincing arguments for some reason???? Like excuse me brain. Can you be nice to us please. We’re good people. Steve can vouch for us.
I feel like if Steve knew this, he’d just flop on you and smother you with his affections and kisses and tell you that your brain is just playing mean tricks on you and tell you how much he loves you.
No just regular ones. They have stars and moons on them tho so they’re cute lol
It’s when you’re peacefully existing and your brain is like “yep. Time to fuck some shit up.” Like no take a chill pill. I’m trying to vibe. And this ain’t it!!!
I won’t say that’s how I fall asleep (it is) but I heard it works… bahaha I also play rain/thunder sounds. My brain gets too busy so I have to think ahit and listen to random shit lol
It’s in my car :( but my get get baked in my car break is in an hour so I shan’t freeze!!
Well I hope he’s offering consoling words and cuddles and isn’t just sitting like a lump on a log. Is it the uni work? OR IS IT ALL STEVES FAULT WAS HE TOO ANGSTY??!!
he’s sitting pretty n being as helpful as he can be considering he’s not a night person </3 it’s just my brain djfhdbf it managed to convince me everybody hates me and now i have to deal with the consequences of my own thoughts </3
He’s a good boy. And my sweet, sweet Ivy. We both are suffering from evil brain disease. I do that all the time it’s the worst. Because you KNOW it’s just your brain being a dick but sometimes it comes up with some convincing arguments for some reason???? Like excuse me brain. Can you be nice to us please. We’re good people. Steve can vouch for us.
I feel like if Steve knew this, he’d just flop on you and smother you with his affections and kisses and tell you that your brain is just playing mean tricks on you and tell you how much he loves you.
No just regular ones. They have stars and moons on them tho so they’re cute lol
It’s when you’re peacefully existing and your brain is like “yep. Time to fuck some shit up.” Like no take a chill pill. I’m trying to vibe. And this ain’t it!!!
It’s in my car :( but my get get baked in my car break is in an hour so I shan’t freeze!!
Well I hope he’s offering consoling words and cuddles and isn’t just sitting like a lump on a log. Is it the uni work? OR IS IT ALL STEVES FAULT WAS HE TOO ANGSTY??!!
he’s sitting pretty n being as helpful as he can be considering he’s not a night person </3 it’s just my brain djfhdbf it managed to convince me everybody hates me and now i have to deal with the consequences of my own thoughts </3
He’s a good boy. And my sweet, sweet Ivy. We both are suffering from evil brain disease. I do that all the time it’s the worst. Because you KNOW it’s just your brain being a dick but sometimes it comes up with some convincing arguments for some reason???? Like excuse me brain. Can you be nice to us please. We’re good people. Steve can vouch for us.
I feel like if Steve knew this, he’d just flop on you and smother you with his affections and kisses and tell you that your brain is just playing mean tricks on you and tell you how much he loves you.
No just regular ones. They have stars and moons on them tho so they’re cute lol
It’s when you’re peacefully existing and your brain is like “yep. Time to fuck some shit up.” Like no take a chill pill. I’m trying to vibe. And this ain’t it!!!
It’s in my car :( but my get get baked in my car break is in an hour so I shan’t freeze!!
Well I hope he’s offering consoling words and cuddles and isn’t just sitting like a lump on a log. Is it the uni work? OR IS IT ALL STEVES FAULT WAS HE TOO ANGSTY??!!
he’s sitting pretty n being as helpful as he can be considering he’s not a night person </3 it’s just my brain djfhdbf it managed to convince me everybody hates me and now i have to deal with the consequences of my own thoughts </3
He’s a good boy. And my sweet, sweet Ivy. We both are suffering from evil brain disease. I do that all the time it’s the worst. Because you KNOW it’s just your brain being a dick but sometimes it comes up with some convincing arguments for some reason???? Like excuse me brain. Can you be nice to us please. We’re good people. Steve can vouch for us.
I feel like if Steve knew this, he’d just flop on you and smother you with his affections and kisses and tell you that your brain is just playing mean tricks on you and tell you how much he loves you.
