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They are focused on both fictional and real people like Loki, Lucifer Morningstar...
If you're looking for actors or actresses ~ some of them are with the movie or tv show they were in... hehe thanks
Carmen "Carmy Berzatto (The Bear), Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds), Eddie Munson (Stranger Things), Olivia Cooke (House of the Dragon star), Art x Patrick x Tashi (Challengers)
MOVIES Masterlist
BOTTOMS, Bring It On, Challengers, Gladiator 2, Harry Potter, Marvel, Mean Girls, The Hunger Games, The Idea of You and Top Gun
TV SHOWS Masterlist
Criminal Minds, Daisy Jones & The Six, Gilmore Girls, House Of The Dragon, Outer Banks, Scandal, Shadow and Bone, Stranger Things, Suits, Ted Lasso, The Bear, and The Summer I Turned Pretty
OTHER
Harry Styles AU x Fem!Reader: Royalty
Harry Styles x Any Gender!Reader: Scared of Storms
Yes, I pulled plot points/ideas from other fics I wrote;) Sometimes you're good, ya know.
*I do not own the Challengers characters or plot*
Y/N's POV
You were at Tashi Duncan's celebration party after winning. You lost in round three. Ugh, you felt horrible. Why do you even try if she’s playing tennis? But your coach did say that one day everyone can be beaten.
Patrick and Art are your friends because you went to a boarding school near theirs. You had met them 4 years ago and have been friends since. It also made you all closer because you all played tennis. You knew they had the hots for Tashi, but neither of them would make a move. They just stared.
You left them to their pining to get another drink. Tashi approached you and asked about the boys. You weren’t surprised.
You're left Tashi to drink and talk with a bunch of random tennis people that you beat at one time or another. They're all good people, though. And luckily, they talk about topics other than tennis unlike Tashi!
You feel a tap on your shoulder and see Patrick standing there. He looks really nervous. You ask, "Hey Patrick, what's up?"
He answers, "I need to talk to you... alone."
You nod and follow him to a quieter area.
Patrick stands, pushing his hands awkwardly into his pockets, and you ask, "So, um... what's wrong?"
He answers, "Nothing, really."
You ask, "So then why did you pull me away from those people?"
He shrugs and answers, "You're too good for them. Plus, one of the guys has a bet that he can sleep with you before the week is up. I don't want you to get hurt."
You reply, "I can handle myself."
He replies, "I know you can. I'm just looking out for you."
You reply, "Ok, then you should know Tashi asked about you earlier. She seems interested in you ... and Art."
He smiles and replies, "Cool, I mean, not in that way... Ugh, I should just say what I wanted to say..."
He takes a deep breath and continues, "Y/N, we've known each other for a couple of years, and somehow you're still my friend. I feel like sometimes you're the only person who gets me. You also make me feel so happy and proud of myself, even when I lose matches. You're someone that I can see myself falling for in the future... However, I think I'm a bit of a jerk. I'm not a good person. I don't deserve you. So, don't wait for me. I think we should also stop being friends. Move on from being my friend, too. We’ll both be better off.”
You gasp and ask, "I'm sorry, but what the f***?"
He answers, "Bye, Y/N."
He pats your shoulder and then walks off, leaving you in shock.
WTF!?!
You hear through the rumor mill that Patrick started dating Tashi. Weird. You did hook up with the guy who had a bet on you, in exchange for half the prize money. You get $20, then you spend it on candy. You're going to splurge on unhealthy food while you're in the off-season. You need something to live for. You did lose a best friend, after all.
Tashi gets injured a year later and can no longer play tennis. That is good for you because now you have a shot at being number one in the country. Someone up high loves you.
You hear through the rumor mill that Patrick and Tashi broke up. She is now with Art, his friend. That's kind of horrible. You feel bad for Patrick, so you send him a few texts to let him know that you're thinking of him and you still want to be his friend. He never responds. Weird again.
That summer, Patrick randomly approaches you in the dining hall and whispers in your ear, "Be careful. Stacey is planning to sabotage you before the next match." He leaves. Sure enough, Stacey tries to injure you. You get a little scraped up, but nothing worse. You thank Patrick through a text since you never see him.
You see Patrick at your matches the next two summers, and you watch his. He's really a pro. He deserves the number one spot, but Art is coming for him. Tashi is Art's coach, and you think they're both powerful yet vulnerable. If Tashi coaches Art, he’ll be a strong player, but what if he starts mimicking her playing and gets her weaknesses?
It's a few years later, and you're checking in for the Challenger.
This should be a big weekend. The competition is ruthless.
You snag your packet at the office, then head to the hotel to check in.
You see Patrick standing, checking in a few people away from you. He glances at you quickly, then glances away. So he still doesn't want to even hang out, great.
You are finalizing your check-in details when you hear Patrick's voice, "Shi*! So you're saying I don't have a room! This is just great! I thought every player had one!”
UH OH.
Patrick storms outside, and you follow him. He's leaning against the hotel, smoking. You walk up and exclaim, "I kind of heard the drama, and if you want a place to stay, you could stay with me. I don't mind the company."
He asks, "Why would you do that for me? I've ignored you for years."
You answer, "Because at one point, we were close. I know you would do the same for me... and it's looking like it's about to rain."
He replies, "Thank you, but no."
You reply, "Fine, but if you change your mind, I'm in room 1221."
You leave and go to your room.
After dinner, you're in your room watching TV when you hear someone knock at the door.
You peer through the hole and see Patrick, soaking wet. You guess he changed his mind.
You open the door with a smile and exclaim, "Well, well, well."
Patrick sighs and says, "Yeah, I'm sorry for earlier. Does the offer still stand?"
You answer, "Of course."
You open the door for him, and he strolls inside.
Patrick goes to shower, and you continue watching the house renovation show that was on before.
Patrick gets out of the shower and sits next to you on the bed.
He exclaims, "Thanks for letting me crash here for the night."
You reply, "You can stay here for the week. I assume the front desk won't suddenly find your room... I left an extra key card on the nightstand by you."
He asks, "Do you promise I won't bother you by staying here? I wouldn't want to get in the way of your boyfriend visiting you or..."
You answer, "No, no boyfriend to interrupt. I'm single."
He replies, "Cool. I am, too. It's underrated."
You laugh.
You wake up to Patrick cuddling you. He apologizes.
You attend matches to learn about potential competitors.
That first night, Patrick asks, "What ever happened to that Jordan guy?"
You answer, "I don't know how you know about that, but he cheated on me."
He replies, "You texted me about him, but you never followed up with the resolution. I wondered."
HE READ YOUR DRUNK TEXTS AND RAMBLINGS TO HIM?!? You reply, "You could've texted."
He shrugs, and you ask, "Did you ever try to call me?"
He answers, "All the time. I wanted to text you back, but I wanted you to have space from me."
You reply, "I missed you."
He replies, "I missed you, too. I'm sorry."
Patrick cuddles you again. He doesn't apologize this time.
The next night, you and Patrick go out for dinner because you need to fuel up before both of your first matches the next day. You saw several other players out with friends or partners at this diner.
Patrick exclaims, "Mike keeps looking at you."
You smirk and sarcastically reply, "Good. Maybe I can get laid."
He replies, "It's not a joke. I've heard that he's into choking. I don't want you to get hurt."
You reply, "Ok, but you aren't my friend. Why do you care?"
He replies, "That was rude, but I guess I deserved that...You're supposed to be mine, but instead, I broke you. I hurt you, and I should've never done that. But instead of focusing on the past, I need to take action and move forward."
You ask, "What does that mean?"'
He answers, "I want to take you on a proper date, if you'll let me."
You reply, "I will."
He smiles at you.
*I do not own the Fantastic Four plot or characters*
Y/N's POV
You were always Johnny's opposite on the team for space missions.
Johnny was outgoing. You were introverted.
He was funny. You were more serious.
He liked to flirt. You sucked at it.
He liked to dance. You had to be dragged onto the dance floor to participate.
He liked to be the big spoon when cuddling. You liked to be the small one.
That's why when you returned from your mission with powers... and yours was water... It didn't surprise you. Your powers could tame Johnny's. Was the universe trying to tell you something? No, probably not. The universe was not on your side.
The first time you and Johnny tried to hug... You both felt so much pain. He felt burnt, and you felt like you were washing away. It was a weird feeling. No more cuddling or even sitting within 5 feet of each other. Reed promised he would make it his priority to find a way for you two to be in each other's vicinity, but other things came up. And your problems were forgotten...
The Silver Surfer had approached you and told you that you two could be a great match. You refused. You didn't think to tell anyone about it because she didn't seem angry, and she just seemed like a girl with powers. You didn't want to alarm anyone. Apparently, that was the wrong decision. Sue and Reed blew up figuratively about it. Johnny tried to side with you, and Ben was confused. Great day.
...
You sit on the roof and just let the rain fall on your head. It feels relaxing out here. Life feels at peace right here.
You hear, "Hey, uh, Y/N."
You look and see Johnny holding an umbrella a few feet away from you. He exclaims, "I know Reed forgot about helping us interact more. I don't want to forget about it. I want to be able to hug you again, even if it means one of us is in pain as we test. I think we'll have to go about this carefully because the others wouldn't want us to get hurt. I'm willing for you."
You reply, "And I'm willing for you."
He smiles and asks, "So, how have you been? I haven't really talked to just you in awhile."
You both sit and talk outside as the rain pours for a while.
Eventually, you both go inside and you rest better than you have in weeks.
You & Johnny use a floor of the building that is empty to practice your powers.
The first test just is for you two to stand as close as you can before one of you gets hurt.
The next is a handshake. Then a hug.
You decide to go to this private plot of land that Reed uses for testing purposes to test how your powers would interact. The security outside the area makes you both sign in, so Reed will find out ... soon? But hopefully he won't be mad. Why would he? You can be a scientist, too.
You both count down then you shoot your powers in the air. The water hits the fire, and creates steam that starts to smell smoky. Wow. So you can work together on missions now!
Maybe our opposite powers attract because we're both desperate to be understood by someone.
...
The next mission comes up quickly. Reed is confused when you two ask to work together, but he's fine with it.
Johnny hovers above a broken street, a blaze wraps around him like a second skin. You stand below, one hand lifts, water shooting from the rain-soaked pavement and the burst pipe beside the curb.
“Try not to put me out,” Johnny says, smiling even as sparks snap from his fingertips.
You look up at him, unbothered. “Try not to get cocky.”
He laughs, then shoots a blast of fire.
You throw your hand out. Water surges up in a twisting arc, meeting the flame. Flame and tide collide in the space between you, hissing into a wall of steam so thick it swallows the whole block.
Johnny emerges first next to you, still glowing, the heat of him softened by the mist. “You know,” he says, voice lower now, “most people run from my powers.”
“Good thing I’m not most people,” you reply.
“No,” he says. “You’re worse. You can take me out if you wanted."
“And you,” you murmur, “make me want to see how much power we can make together.”
His eyes flick to your hand, then back to your face. “Careful. That sounds dangerous.”
You step closer. “It is.”
At your signal, he lets the fire roar higher. You answer his call with a spiral of water around his flame, tightening and turning it into a steam that covers the street.
...
You're almost surprised when Johnny pulls you into his room later to make out with you after the mission.
Based on the song by Holly Humberstone - this fic takes place in London, England !!! Richmond is 45 minutes to an hour by tube from central London.
This is angsty with a happy ending:)
Lyrics will be in Italics.
Y/N = Your Name
**I do not own the Ted Lasso characters or plot **
Y/N's POV
But something's missing, I got an empty space
And something's different when you leave my place
You were dating Jamie around when he signed with Richmond’s football team. You were ecstatic for him! He was finally on the way to achieving his dreams and goals. You celebrated with fancy champagne in your flat in London.
You helped Jamie move to Richmond to a new flat at the same building as some of his new teammates. He was sad that he wasn’t living with you anymore. But you knew he would be happy.
Jamie asked, "How will I do this without ye?"
You answered, "I'll be at matches when I can. And when I can't, you'll have a whole team there to be your friend. You'll be okay, Jamie Tartt. You always are. You're strong and capable of great things, love."
Home in London felt different without Jamie around. It felt bleak. You knew that putting all your happiness into your relationship is bad? But like, who doesn't?
Jamie started to make friends with teammates. You started to see them on his social media feed, hanging out at pubs and at practice. He looked happy.
You told him on a recent call, "You're the best damn football player that Richmond has ever seen, Jamie. Keep it up."
You leaned heavily into work and hung out with your friends more.
Life felt manageable.
So I'll try not to say what I mean when I call you up
And I'll try not to think of the distances between us
Jamie's calls become less frequent once the football season starts back up. He gets busy and social. He is more edgy when you talk about matches and interviews that you've watched.
You go to a few matches when you're not busy with work. You sit in the friends and family section. Jamie's family never shows up. You're his support system. It feels like a lot of pressure. But you're there.
Jamie's POV
Any minute now I swear I'm gonna lose my mind
So many people, it's so easy to get lost sometimes
I feel so overwhelmed recently. I know I'm popular and talented, and everyone wants a piece of me. But what about me? Do I get a break? My girlfriend can't even visit a lot, which sucks. I miss her.
I call Y/N less as I get busier. She seems like she is slipping away from me. What happened to us?
So I break up with Y/N. It just seems like we're in two different phases of life right now. It makes sense.
Winter sets in and it's cold. I start missing the warmth of Y/N. So I ask out Keeley, she's been hanging around a lot. She seems nice.
And this winter is going on too long
Though it don't snow here, it stays pretty cold and I miss your warmth
I go to London with Keeley to take photos at a museum to help with positive PR for my social media to seem like I care? Keeley says everyone online thinks I'm cocky, so we need to fix that. Whatever honestly.
I see Y/N from a far walking with friends. We meet each other's eyes, she waves, and she walks away with friends. I miss her.
Keeley asks, "Who was that?"
I answer, "My ex."
She asks, "The ex who you seem still in love with?"
I shrug and reply, "Can we just take these photos so I can get a pint?"
She nods and leads me around London.
London is lonely, so lonely
I'm lonely without you, mm
... TIME SKIP ... 1 YEAR LATER ...
Y/N's POV
You haven't talked to Jamie in over a year. You saw him a couple of months ago in a museum. He looked happy.
That's why the text from his Coach, Ted catches you off guard.
Howdy Y/N! It's Ted, Jamie's Coach! We met last season. I don't know if you care about Jamie anymore, but he's off. He needs someone to be there for him. I remember you would always brighten his day last season. So I am going to leave a ticket for you at will-call for the match tomorrow.
You text back that you can make it and Ted likes your message. He really is optimistic about everything. You've seen videos of him talking and he must be a good influence on Jamie.
So will you stay?
'Cause I'm oh-so sick of this place
Feelin' way too big
And nothing can hold me, can hold me like you do
I find my Jamie Tartt jersey and get it ready for the big match.
...
Getting my ticket at will-call is long. I wonder why I decided to do this and then I remember Jamie. It's all for him.
You find your seat in the family and friend's section. You meet some of the player's families. They're all super nice. It's nice to be around everyone again. A few remember you from last season and one lets slip that Jamie hasn't had anyone in his section since you... so did him & Keeley break up? And his family really never showed:(
The team runs out and you watch the team practice. Ted looks over and waves at you. You see Ted walk over to Jamie then point at the friends and family section. Jamie looks up and you make eye contact with him. Jamie smiles so widely that it makes you smile. He's so cute.
Near the end of the game, one of the moms mentions that friends and family are allowed back in the locker room after the game. So you walk with them after the WIN to the locker room.
Jamie spots you, runs over, and envelops you in the biggest hug. He exclaims, "I missed you Y/N. It's been too long."
You reply, "I missed you too, Jamie."
Jamie pulls you along to see a new poster of him in the hallway and to meet some of the new players who are his friends. You even meet Keeley who is now dating Roy, they seem cute? Keeley mentions seeing you out in London and that she knew Jamie would find his way back to you.
You go out with the team to a pub for an after-match celebration with many of the family and friends. Ted thanks you for coming.
You find an empty booth and slide in. You need a moment away from everyone. You're used to quiet moments recently, and you need to sit down for a second. You sip on your pint and look out the window.
Jamie slides next to you and exclaims, "Y/N, thank you for being here. I haven't thanked you yet, so now I am."
You half-smile and ask, "Why did Ted reach out? What's going on, Jamie? He seemed worried and said you needed support."
He shrugs and answers, "Yeh know father stuff."
You ask, "What did he do or didn't do?"
He answers, "He showed up, berated me, and shook me up really bad... I won't invite him again."
You put a hand gently on his shoulder and say, "Oh, I'm sorry, Jamie. That's horrible. I'm here for you now, should I hype you up a bit?"
He chuckles softly and says, "No, I'm okay. Your positivity does make me feel good, though. I missed it and you."
You reply, "I missed your positivity, too. London was quite lonely without you."
He takes a deep breath and says, "I'm sorry for how we ended things. I had time to grow, and I do think I'm a better man than when we dated. I would like to take you out on a date, if you'd be interested or ... if you're still single."
You smile and reply, "Of course I'd be interested, and I am single. I'm sorry, too. I should've tried communicating with you more about how I was feeling and tried to make more of an effort with matches. I'll try to be better in the future."
He asks, "May I kiss ya? Or is it too soon?"
You smile and say, "Go ahead. You can kiss me."
He leans in and presses his lips gently against yours.
Harry Castillo x Fem!Reader: Charlotte & Peter Play Matchmaker
Y/N = Your Name
*I do not own the Materialist characters or plot*
Harry’s POV
I ask, “Repeat what you just said, please. I want to make sure you said that you’re setting me up even though I don’t want to date anyone right now.”
Peter sighs and says, “Brother, look, I know the breakup with Lucy hit you hard. But you need to find love. Charlotte’s friend—”
I cut him off by saying, “Let me stop you right there. I don’t wanna hear about Charlotte’s friends. They’ve all thrown themselves at me since you’ve been dating. They aren't worth my love or time.”
Charlotte replies, “But you’ve never met this friend. She does some work with your family’s financial firm, she is the Chief Marketing Officer at the company she works at, and she’s humble. She’s really sweet and not at all like my other friends. I actually didn’t tell her this was a set-up, so you can just pretend that we never said that, and she could just be a new friend.”
Peter adds, “Whom we want you to date, though.”
Their smiles are too optimistic about this girl. She sounds accomplished, though. I’ll be civil.
Charlotte and Peter think that because they found true love through matchmaking, they should be matchmakers. Great.
The door to the restaurant opens, and I see a stunning woman walk in. Her hair seems to shine with the sunset pouring through the window, just like her eyes as they light up seeing... Charlotte. SHIT! This is Charlotte's friend.
Charlotte leads her friend over and exclaims, "Harry, this is Y/N, whom I was telling you about. Y/N, this is Harry, Peter's brother."
Y/N replies, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Harry. I've heard so much about you."
I smile, shake her extended hand, and reply, "The pleasure is all mine, Y/N."
Y/N slides next to me in the booth, and she exclaims, "Charlotte, you already ordered my favorite beverage! Ah, you know me so well."
I take note of her favorite beverage. Just in case I'm interested.
We all talk together. And honestly, it's really nice. The whole night flows so naturally, like Y/N is meant to be here...with me. I can't get ahead of myself, though. She might not even be interested in me.
I exchange numbers with Y/N before she heads off. Charlotte asks, "So, what did you think of Y/N?"
I answer, "I like her. You knew I would."
Peter smiles and asks, "Why weren't you fully your charismatic self? You would've already planned a date together."
I reply, "I really like her, which is why I was quieter. I wanted to listen to her and observe her with her best friend, not thinking of dates. I'll be honest, it felt like she was meant to be here, with us. It felt right."
Charlotte smiles widely and says, "Oh, I'm so happy."
I don't make a move with Y/N. I do research on her online. I request to follow her on her private Instagram page, and she accepts my follow request. I go through her social media and see that she is very passionate about her work; she travels to conferences to speak about her experience as a female boss. She has photos of family, friends, and her hobbies. She seems great. Can she be any better? More perfect?
Next week, when I arrive at work, I open my schedule to see a request to join a meeting this afternoon from Peter. That's weird. He never mentioned this meeting before. There is a PDF attached with numbers that I'm supposed to analyze and come up with strategies for in just 4 hours. There are a lot of marketing expenses for this plan. I wonder why and what company this is. I have my assistant order me a double shot of espresso; I'll need it. I need to focus.
I walk into the conference room 5 minutes early and realize why Peter neglected to tell me anything. It's Y/N with some of her coworkers. I guess it's the company that she works for. The only open seat is next to Y/N, right. Peter planned this. I know it.
I set my bag down gently and sit in the seat next to Y/N. She turns to me, smiles, and exclaims, "Hi Harry, it's good to see you again."
I feel my heart flutter. Can that happen? Because it did.
I reply, "Good afternoon, Y/N. It's a pleasure to see you again, too. What have you been up to?"
She answers, "Very busy, as I'm sure you could tell from the PDF. That was all my team."
OH! I reply, "Peter neglected to tell me that, but I'm impressed. You are one fierce marketer."
She smiles and asks, "Why wouldn't Peter tell you?"
I glance over at Peter, who stands and announces, "Welcome, everyone. Let's go through introductions for our new folks."
After an hour of me pitching ideas with Peter hyping me up, my team helps Y/N's team. The marketing team came to us, at the request of the company's financial director, to talk through strategies involving risk and investments for their team. Each team will be coming to us throughout the week. I was chosen as the hedge fund manager to oversee these meetings. That means I will have more meetings than I had time to prepare for. Great. Curse you, Peter.
The meeting ends with everyone shaking hands, and my hand starts to get sweaty as I approach Y/N.
I hurry back to my office after everyone starts to pack up.
I want to ask Y/N out soon, but I don't think I should date clients. Lucy had no problem with that. F***! MY STUPID EX!
Plus, I have a lot of work to do. At least that is what I'm telling myself.
I hear a knock on my door and exclaim, "Come in!"
The door opens to reveal Y/N.
I quickly stand up and walk over to her. I ask, "Hey, is everything all right? Did I miss something?"
She answers, "Oh, right, nothing is wrong... I just wanted to talk to you. I've been really busy since that dinner we had with Peter and Charlotte. But I liked your company... And I wanted to thank you for today. You were really great. I see why you're one of the best, Harry."
MY NAME OUT OF HER MOUTH! HEAVEN!
I reply, "Thank you, Y/N. Come in."
We sit side by side on the couch in my office, and Y/N asks, "Why didn't Peter tell you that this meeting was with the company I worked with? I tried asking, but he started giggling. He told me to ask you. I was wondering if something was wrong."
I answer, "Nothing is wrong, don't worry."
She half-smiles, and I continue, "Peter and Charlotte are trying to set you up with me. That dinner was because they wanted us to meet, so we could date. They are just playing matchmaker. I assume Peter didn't tell me about this meeting earlier because he knew how I felt about you."
She asks quietly, "How do you feel about me?"
I half-smile and reply, "I think you're perfect. I think we should date. You exude light and confidence. You are someone I can see myself growing old with, and you fit in so well with my family."
She smiles and says, "I'm very flattered, Harry. And I think we should date, too."
:-)
Image 1: Gerrimun Fender, vital instrument: fountain pen. Uses his vital instrument to create illusions only he can see through.
Image 2: Keyer Siblings Dunve and Spike. Their dad taught them baseball before being killed in a trash rain. They awoke to their potential when sifting through the ruins of their home and were able to retrieve their old baseball equipment. Their intruments are pretty simple: smash, and smash from farther away.
Image 3: Gess Alerby, vital instrument: needle and thread. They grew up sewing together old clothes and dolls for their younger siblings. The needle and thread allows them to stitch together disparate objects for just a few moments, creating impossible architectures used to scale heights.
Side note: I feel like I’m getting better at using my alcohol markers. I want to try blending colors next!
You are his boss;) And you also have powers! Your powers include teleportation, telekinesis, flight, and telepathy. Your superhero name is Psyche Cloud.
i loved this fic of Clark Kent btw - https://www.tumblr.com/sadesluvr/799771220413464576?source=share
*I do not own any Superman characters or plot *
THIS IS POST-SUPERMAN (2025 FILM) AKA Superman's friends at the Daily Planet know he is Superman! ;)
Y/N = Your Name
Y/N's POV
Every night is long when you're on duty as Psyche Cloud. You tried telling the "Justice Gang" that you had a more hands-on full-time job, so you'd need to work less... but they insisted that Superman could be too unreliable for missions. But like, he is Superman, how is he unreliable? He's not! You see him almost every time you're with the team. He always shows up! He was even there last night! Speaking of, he looks vaguely familiar, and you can't figure out why. That's another issue for another day because you're at work!
You see Perry as you walk up, and he says, "Morning, Miss Y/N! You look like you had a rough night."
You answer, "Just a series of unfortunate events that a coffee should help fix... You look great, though!"
He replies, "Thanks, dear! Enjoy your coffee. And if you need to, make one of the journalists go fetch it. They need to be out in the field more."
You laugh and keep walking to your office. People dart out of your way and look away.
Five years, and they’re still scared of you. Your reputation precedes you. You’ve done everything right. You’ve taken care of your people. You’ve given raises. You’ve earned their respect. But today, you’re exhausted — because respect without warmth feels lonely, and you want more.
You make yourself a latte on your personal espresso machine, then get to meetings. You're in control all morning and push for the success of your team at the Daily Planet.
You go out for lunch nearby at this taco bar and scarf down three tacos... and what about it?!
When you get back to work, you feel the post-lunch slump hitting, and you make yourself another latte.
You walk over to the journalists and ask Lois to stop in when she has a free minute to chat.
When Lois steps into your office, she looks exactly like you expected in this moment: sharp eyes, unshakeable confidence, notebook already half out like she might need it at any moment.
You ask, "Would you care for a coffee while you're here? I can do anything with espresso, I have almond milk, and hazelnut syrup."
Lois smiles widely and asks, "OMG, am I the first journalist to get a cup of coffee from this machine?"
You answer, "Yeah, why?"
She asks, "What did I do to deserve this honor? And yes, a cappuccino sounds great."
You nod and make her a coffee.
You set down the coffee in front of Lois, and she sips it slowly, before saying, “This is good. Strong, but not bitter.”
You laugh quietly, “Story of my life at the Daily Planet.”
She lightly smiles, and you ask, "Could I have a Superman update?"
She nods and says excitedly, "Last week he stopped a bank robbery, redirected a crashing helicopter, and apologized to a hot dog vendor for knocking over his cart.”
You ask, “He apologized?”
She replies, “Very earnestly. Offered to buy lunch. Left the vendor speechless.”
You hum, amused. “That tracks... and what about his female counterpart or whatever the media calls her? Psyche Cloud?"
She nods and answers, "She seems to be used as the Justice Gang's crutch, like they call her in a pinch because they know she'll answer and help them out. I gotta say, they can probably handle a lot without her, but with her, they're a more terrifying, daunting group. So I think they're also using her for image."
You ask, "Oh, that's a new take, and has she helped the community recently?"
She answers, "Yes, she donated to local businesses and has supported them. It's really cool how she protects the people and empowers them."
You reply, "Great. I guess that's all for today. You seem to have it covered. Enjoy your coffee, Lois."
She replies, "Yeah, thanks, I can't wait to show off to the team!"
Clark's POV
Y/N called Lois in the office, and Jimmy has been trying to read their lips since they sat down. Lucky for me, I can hear the whole conversation, so I correct him when he is wrong. Which he is! He laughs each time I tell him what was actually said. HAHA! I wonder why Y/N called Lois in when I'm the one who covers Superman in the newspaper, on the front page! I know she knows, but why not me?
Jimmy taps my shoulder and asks, "You spaced out, dude. What did they just say? Was I right?"
I answer, "Sorry, Jimmy, I wasn't listening in. I lost focus."
He laughs and asks, "Why? Did you get lost in Y/N's eyes again? Come on, man, she's your boss!"
I roll my eyes. I should have never told him that I have a crush on Y/N. That was a mistake.
Lois comes bouncing out holding a coffee cup, smiling. She exclaims, "I present to you the very first cup of coffee given to a reporter AKA ME, from Y/N's personal machine."
Lois bows, and Jimmy claps. I laugh, and Jimmy says, "He listened in, so we could find out what that talk was about."
Lois rolls her eyes and replies, "You two didn't need to listen in. I could've told you. By the way, I'm thinking of inviting her to dinner with us. She seems lonely."
Jimmy replies, "Clark will combust with nervous crush energy."
I reply, "I'm right here, man, geez."
& Back to Y/N's POV...
Around 5 PM, Lois stops in your office and asks, "Hey, boss! Just wondering, the boys and I are going to grab pizza. We were wondering... well, actually it was all me! I was wondering if you wanted to join us."
You answer, "Thanks, I'd love to!"
You pack up and walk out with her, where Jimmy, Eve, and Clark are waiting. Looking at Clark, you get the same feeling that you did with Superman. You know him from somewhere.
As you eat pizza, conversation flows easily, and you feel like you're really bonding more with the team.
After dinner, you all start walking back to the subway station near the office. Clark slows down to walk with you and asks, "Is everything okay, boss? You glanced at me tonight and looked a little confused."
You answer, "Your face is just very familiar to me. I'm trying to think of who you remind me of... The only time I can think that I had this feeling was with Superman."
He replies, "I feel the same about you and Psyche Cloud if it helps. I don't know where I know you from."
HA! If only he knew!
You reply, "Both powerful, helpful beings."
He nods and smiles. He then asks, "So, just wondering, why didn't you call me to talk about Superman today? Lois said you spoke briefly about him, and I have interviewed him..."
You reply, "Right, I don't have an answer for that. I just know that Lois knows a lot. I should've talked to you, I guess. Do you think the hot dog stand owner that Superman apologized to was the one by our office? Lois didn't mention the location."
He coughs and answers, "Yeah, it was. It's a nice little stand, if you haven't been before."
You reply, "Maybe... or maybe I just want to see Superman."
He smiles and chuckles.
You part ways with the Daily Planet team and try to have a relaxing night.
Until the Justice Gang calls you to help. You remember Lois saying how you seem to be their crutch, but you don't really care. You would rather help people every time you're needed than have more people potentially get hurt. You do want to set boundaries with them because, yeah, you don't want to be taken for granted.
During your mission that night, you see Superman, and you ask, "Quick question, Superman, is that your real face?"
He tilts his head and asks, "Is that your real face, Psyche Cloud?"
You smile and turn back to the mission at hand. Why would he have really honestly answered you? He's supposed to protect his identity.
You nearly trip as you finish locking the bad guy into the cop car.
You wave the Justice Gang away, forcing a smile, pretending you’re fine.
You don’t stop moving until you reach a park bench nearby. You sit and only then do you look down, heart sinking, at the blood soaking your chest. SH**!!!
You remove your disguise and hear, "Holy cow, you're Psyche Cloud!"
You see Superman's surprise, and you reply, "Yeah, and?"
He answers, "This is big! Holy... oh, you are bleeding out! Should I bring you to a hospital?"
You shake your head and reply, "It's Friday, so my medic isn't working. I can't go to a hospital. All the electricity messes with me and will make me hurt more than now. I'm bleeding out and out of ideas."
You didn't realize how bad that sounded until you said it out loud.
He asks, "So... should I bring you to my doctor? It's a bit of a flight, but you look light, and I can get us there quickly."
You nod and answer, "Fine. This once. You can help."
He smiles, wraps you in a coat, and holds you tight to his chest. You fly across land and sea until it's frigid outside. You notice ice everywhere, and then when you think he brought you out here to die, you see an opening to a new place. It opens to reveal some sort of lair or hideaway? It must be his?
Superman sets you on an operating table and calls over some robot named Four. Four gives you meds to fall asleep, and then you're out.
You wake up in a different room, with a dog next to you, and you see Clark Kent sleeping in the chair across the room. WTF?!
You call out with a hoarse voice, "Hey, Clark!"
God, you sound bad.
Clark jumps up, sees you awake, sits on the edge of the bed, and says, "Hey, uh, Y/N! It's a bit of a long story."
You reply, "Please tell me."
He hands you a glass of water and says, "Drink, you'll need it. And, okay, so you're Psyche Cloud but also Y/N... and I'm Superman but also Clark Kent!"
You smile and reply, "Great, I guessed that. How did I get here? And where are we?"
He answers, "OH, right! So, Four fixed you up in the lab, and I wanted you to rest somewhere calm. So I left my hideaway and then flew us here. You were glowing when I first picked you up, which worried me. But I kept telling you that everything would be okay, and you seemed to look normal again. I flew us to my parents' home. The dog is Krypto, he's mine!"
You lie back on the bed and hear the door creak open, where a smiling lady, who must be Clark's mom, is standing.
She exclaims, "Morning, sleepyheads. Pa & I made breakfast for you two. Oh, you look so darling in the morning, dear. This is the first time little Clark has brought a girl here. It's so great that you have powers and work with him, too. I want to know the story of how you two met. Oh, would you care for coffee or juice this morning?"
You answer, "Coffee, please. I'm Y/N, what's your name?"
She answers, "Oh, how rude of me! I'm Martha Kent, but you can call me Ma!"
What did you get yourself into?! Why let Superman help you!?
Clark says, "Thanks, Ma. We'll be right there."
Martha smiles and closes the door.
You turn to face Clark and ask, "What do your parents know and think?"
He answers, “They know you’re my boss. Sorry that I told them. I know that's weird and could violate HR. I didn't tell anyone at work, though... They know that you’re someone I admire. Professionally. Heroically... God, that sounded less weird in my head. But you’re also… you. Y/N. Psyche Cloud. I care about you. More than I probably should. And I know this complicates things with work. And um... I can never lie to my parents, so I told them everything. They assumed we were dating, though. But I wouldn't mind if you wouldn't mind... or um... we could just forget this happened."
You reply, “Clark, thank you for being honest with me.”
His shoulders drop a little, and so do his eyes. You hate to see him look so upset.
You say, “I won’t pretend this is going to be easy. You’re right, there are complications. But... I'm not mad that you lied to your parents. You told them your truth. And I want to tell you mine."
He looks up from the floor into your eyes with hope.
You continue, “I admire you too. Not just as a reporter. As a person. The way you care, the way you always show up even when no one’s watching. I had this gut feeling that you were Superman because you're just you. It had to be you! You're one of the kindest souls that I work with, and you always have hot dogs."
He lets out a chuckle, and you continue, "I would love to go on that date with you."
He smiles widely and pulls you into a tight hug.
You have breakfast with Clark, Martha, and Jonathon. Jonathon Kent is quiet, but has been cracking you up with his deadpan one-liners this morning. Martha is very open and very loving, with plenty of questions about your life.
Clark got a call from Perry this morning asking where he was and if he had heard from you. He lied that he was with his girlfriend at the hospital, and he saw you there next door. He said that you would both return the next day.
You had to admit the whole lie that Clark concocted was suspicious, but it would work. You could make Perry believe whatever you wanted when you got home within range of his mind. Haha, perks of your powers!
Clark flies you both back to your apartment, where he kisses you longingly before flying out your window. He's kind of perfect.
NEXT DAY... Clark's POV
Y/N and I rode the metro to work together. I couldn't stop looking over at her. She is perfect.
We walked into work together. Lois and Jimmy kept gawking at me.
I take my coffee mug and walk to Y/N's office. I knock then ask, "Hey, how does one get a coffee from the boss? Lois said you made her one, so I just want to see if it's any good."
Y/N smiles at me, then says, "Get in and shut the door."
I oblige and then put my mug on the coffee machine. She leans over and kisses me.
Y/N makes me a coffee, and I try my best to look like I didn't just kiss my boss as I walk back to my desk.
After I open my laptop, I hear, "Well, well, well, what did you do to get that coffee?"
I see Lois and Jimmy leaning over my shoulders. I turn to face them before saying, "A little honesty goes a long way."
Lois replies, "Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did."
I reply, "Confess? I did."
Jimmy asks, “You CONFESSED confessed?? Like feelings? Capital-F feelings??”
I smile and reply, “Keep it down. And, please don’t make this a thing.”
Lois says, “For what it’s worth… You did it. I'm proud of you."
I reply, “I was terrified."
Lois replies, "That means it mattered."
Jimmy asks, "So, how do I get a coffee? Do I need a personal interview with someone like Psyche Cloud?"
I laugh and answer, "You aren't talking to her. I could, though. Good idea. I'll tell Y/N later."
Jimmy replies, "Hey, no fair! ... At least convince Psyche Cloud to let me take a photo of her."
I reply, "Oh, I'll try. But she got injured last weekend, so she might be a little inactive right now."
Lois asks, "Wait, is Psyche Cloud your girlfriend in the hospital?"
I shrug. Jimmy asks, "That would make her our boss?!"
Lois replies, "Wait, f**k this is crazy. I want to talk to her. I need to know this now."
Lois starts storming to Y/N's office with Jimmy following close behind. I close my laptop and chase after them.
I reach the door and close it behind us three. Y/N stares at us, confused. Y/N asks, "What's up?"
I shrug, and Y/N asks, "Oh, sh** was Clark honest today to you two?"
She knows me so well. I answer, "Maybe, I'm sorry, babe."
Y/N replies, "It's okay, love. You're too honest. Now what do you two want to know?"
You all chat about your powers and life / what happened that weekend until Perry walks in, asking what's going on. Y/N tells him to take a seat and tells him. I'm shocked to say that he's not that surprised! He seems relieved and fine. If anything, he is underreacting to the news.
I leave work hand in hand with Y/N. We go to my place where I cook dinner, and we eat together on my couch. Krypto followed us here and is cuddling Y/N right now. It makes me feel right at home.
Logan goes to visit Finn in an upstate New York hotel, but he gets snowed in. He tries to throw money at the employees he meets to solve the issue.
*I do not own the Gilmore Girls character or plot*
Y/N = Your Name
Y/N's POV
Your employees were sick of this one customer. They had complained relentlessly this morning, and you knew it was your turn to deal with it. As the boss, you were the final say in everything, so you could calmly tell this person to calm the f down politely and give your staff a break.
One of your servers points them out in the dining room, sitting with your customer, Finn. Finn went to Yale with you, and you kept in touch. The blond man facing away from you is the issue, and you have a strong guess for who it is. Logan Huntzberger. He didn't like your company in college ... for no reason. He would always leave the room as soon as you entered. And if you were in the same room as him, you liked to challenge him and try to make him see your perspective. He didn't ever back down from the challenge, but he did complain about it... to Finn. You tried asking Finn about Logan's rude behavior, but he said that was just Logan's personality.
As soon as you approach the table, you exclaim, "Good morning, I hate to interrupt, but I hear someone at this table would like to speak to the manager. That would be me. We can set up an appointment later today, or we can discuss your problems now."
Logan looks up, coughs, and asks, "Wait, you're the manager?"
You shrug and answer, "Yes. Didn't Finn tell you?"
You glance at Finn, who says, "Oh yeah, I thought I did. Maybe I didn't. Hey Y/N, this breakfast is good. Please tell me you've tried the country-style biscuits. They're sinful."
You reply, "I'm glad the chef's meals are to your liking. I'll let them know. Logan, what will it be - now or later?"
Logan answers, "Later. I'll stop by your office."
You reply, "Ok, I'll see you then. Bye, Finn!"
Finn gives you a fist bump, and you walk away.
You work in your office all day, and Logan never shows. Weird.
The next day, you see Logan at breakfast alone. You walk up and ask, "Hey Logan, is everything okay? You didn't show yesterday."
He answers, "Sorry, something came up with my dad. He can be a bit overbearing... do you have a minute to chat now?"
You nod and slide into the seat across from him. A server walks up, and you order a cup of coffee.
Logan says, "I think I may have overreacted. I was excited to see Finn here, but then I got an annoying call from my father. It really irritated me, and I found out that the hotel was snowed in. And then I just lashed out at your staff without thinking. I apologize. I should not have done so."
OH!? That felt very real. And… adult. Coming from Logan Huntzberger, of all people.
You blink once, then twice, searching his face for sarcasm. There is none. You take a sip of coffee, buying yourself a second.
“I appreciate the apology,” you say calmly. “My staff didn’t deserve that. But… thank you for owning it.”
He nods, jaw tight.
“They didn’t,” he agrees. “And honestly? You handled it better than I deserved.”
That makes you laugh softly.
“You always were dramatic,” you say, teasing despite yourself. “But this? This is new.”
Logan smiles. It’s a look you’ve never seen aimed at you. “Yeah,” he says quietly. “I guess I owe you more than just one apology.”
Your brow furrows. “For…?”
He exhales, running a hand through his hair, clearly debating something.
“For being a jerk to you. For years.”
You set your mug down slowly. “You avoided me. Actively. I always thought I’d done something wrong.”
“You didn’t,” he says immediately. Too quickly. “That was the problem.”
You tilt your head. “Logan—”
“I liked you,” he cuts in, then winces. “No. I— I’ve always liked you.”
The dining room noise fades into the background.
Logan keeps going, words tumbling out like he’s afraid he’ll lose his nerve. “You were smart and confident and didn’t care who my family was. You challenged people. You challenged me. And instead of dealing with that like a normal human being, I acted like an ass.”
You stare at him, stunned. You ask, “So your solution was… leaving every room I walked into?”
He lets out a breathy laugh, “In my defense, I was twenty and deeply stupid.”
That earns a smile you don’t try to hide.
“And now?” you ask softly.
Logan looks at you, eyes warm, unguarded.
“Now I’m snowed into a hotel run by a woman I underestimated,” he says. “Who’s built something impressive. Who stood up to me without blinking.” He hesitates, then adds, quieter: “And I don’t want to keep pretending I don’t feel something when I do.”
You lean back slightly, searching his face. “You know this complicates things.”
He nods. “I do. You’re in charge here. And I don’t want to cross a line.”
“But I needed you to know,” he says. “That my brashness? The attitude? That was never dislike. It was… cowardice.”
Finally, you smile.
“Well,” you say, “next time you feel something, Logan, maybe try honesty instead of terrorizing my staff.”
He chuckles, relief washing over his features. “Deal.”
He hesitates, then asks gently, “Can I… take you to dinner? When you’re off the clock.”
You consider him for a moment — the boy you knew, the man in front of you now. Then you nod.
“I think,” you say, standing, “we should.”
Logan’s grin is unmistakably his. “Looking forward to it, boss.”
Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader: House on Maple Street? Part Two!
Y/N = Your Name
LINK TO PART ONE - read first!
tag: @sarahlizbeth070
*I do not own the Stranger Things characters or plot or anything*
WHERE WE LEFT OFF:
2 Years Later....
You're married, and you have that house on Maple Street with Steve. One pet. One kid on the way if Steve has his way.
Let's continue ... Y/N's POV
The house on Maple Street smells like coffee and Steve’s stupidly expensive hair products. You think Steve spends more on his hair than you do. But you made that joke once, and he was really offended, then he bought you so much stuff. HA! Never making that joke aloud again!
You’re halfway through pulling on an oversized sweater when Steve leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching you like he’s trying not to say something — which means he absolutely is.
Steve sighs and says, “You’re gonna be late again.”
You reply, “I’ll be home before dinner.”
Steve says, “You said that yesterday.”
You rush out the door and to work.
Being early on during your pregnancy means you feel sick all the time. You truly do not want to go into work today, but if you keep working a few more months, then you'll be able to take off for months 8-9 of your pregnancy and the first 3-6 months of motherhood. You want to be able to afford a comfortable life during that period. Steve wants you to stay at home and relax throughout the pregnancy. He doesn't want you to work. You don't know if it's because you make more and he's insecure about it, or if he just would rather have a stay-at-home wife.
Your day is long.
You do leave right at 5 PM, but you hit traffic on the commute back.
When you walk in the door at 6 PM, you smell food, and you walk to the kitchen. You see your pet and give it a scratch before walking over to Steve. You exclaim, "Hello, love. I'm home."
Steve smiles and replies, "Dinner is almost ready. Feel free to change into something comfortable for dinner."
You press a kiss to his cheek and leave.
When you return showered and in pajamas, you slump on the couch and turn on the TV. Steve leans over the back of the couch and asks, "Dinner and a movie tonight?"
You answer, "Please."
He smiles, kisses your cheek, and brings your meals over.
You watch a movie with Steve, then get ready for bed.
As you lie down reading your book, you yawn. Steve says, "I just don’t love how tired you look lately. I know you're the new boss, but surely you can take off work.”
You reply, "I don’t want to stay home.”
Steve exhales, frustrated but careful. Steve replies, “I didn’t say you had to. I just— I coach all day, you’re commuting all day, and soon there’s gonna be a baby and—I just want you safe. Here.”
There it is. The reason Steve wants you home. He loves you way more than you could possibly imagine.
You turn to face Steve fully and say, “And I want to still be me. Busy. Capable. In charge.”
He replies, “Yeah, well, I’m scared, okay? Last time things got weird in this town, I couldn’t protect anyone. And now it’s you. And a kid on the way. I just… don’t want to lose you."
You reply, "You won’t. But I can’t disappear from work... at least not yet. I told you that I will be off work in a few months, and if the Doctor recommends earlier, then I'll consider it. Okay, love? I'm perfectly fine commuting and working right now."
He nods slowly and replies, “Guess we’re both stubborn as hell.”
You smile and say, "Married you, didn’t I?"
He cups your face in his hands before saying, “I love you. Even when you drive me insane.”
You reply, “I love you, too.”
He leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips — gentle at first, then deeper, grounding, a promise wrapped in warmth.
He murmurs against your mouth, “One kid. For now.”
You laugh into the kiss. He would mention his hopes for more kids now.
Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader: House on Maple Street?
*I do not own the Stranger Things characters or plot or anything*
Set loosely in Season 3 - 5 ish
Y/N = Your Name
THIS POLL HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FANFIC. I'm just wondering!! Personally, I need convincing.
Do you believe in the Stranger Things conformity gate?
Yes
No
I need convincing.
What is that?
Voting ended onJan 22
Y/N's POV
You visited Steve at Scoops Ahoy often because he was your best friend, you were in love with him, you got free ice cream, Robin was usually there, and you worked at the boutique clothing stall in the mall.
You knew about Steve's closeness to Dustin Henderson, about the Upside Down, etc. But you also were just trying to live a normal life.
So when you slide into a seat, eating your ice cream, and Dustin slides into the seat across from you, asking if you know more than one language, you know you're being sucked back into the crazy world of him and his friends. You know that Robin knows another language, and you walk over to her with him.
...One thing leads to another, and you're tied down in an evil lair underneath the Starcourt Mall with Steve and Robin. They give you some weird kind of serum, and you feel completely out of it.
The next thing you consciously remember is throwing up in a bathroom, and you feel like shi**!
You look around and see Dustin standing next to Erica in the bathroom. They say, "Glad you three are feeling better, we need to go."
Robin asks, "What happened?"
Erica says, "Short story, there is an evil Russian lair under the mall, you three got interrogated, we saved your as**s, you all had some meaningful conversation in here because you were all crying, and we need to go."
Right?! You're still so confused, but you go with it.
The rest of the day involves running from place to place to hide.
Your group + Dustin's friends are all at Will's place right now. No one wanted to leave each other, so you're all spending the night at the same spot. Apparently, Joyce is out of town with Hopper for some reason, and Will's brother, Jonathon, is off with his girlfriend, Nancy. You, Steve, and Robin are the oldest ones there. So you all set up spaces for people to sleep, and you crash on the couch. Robin is on the other side of the couch, and Steve is curled on the loveseat, looking in pain.
As soon as your head hits the pillow, you sleep.
Except, you don't dream.
Instead, you remember everything that was said under the truth serum.
~ start of flashback here! ~
One of the soldiers asks, "How did you get here?"
Robin answers, "Your mom HAHA!"
You & Steve crack up.
It goes on and on until they leave the room.
Dustin and Erica appear, pulling you three out of the room.
You're in the bathroom at the movie theater, hanging your head over the bowl. Robin confesses her feelings about Tammy. She asks you if you've ever had an unreciprocated crush. You tell her about your crush on your best friend, Steve. Steve yells out, "Hey, my name is Steve!" Steve then talks about his crush on his best friend, Y/N. You both don't realize that you just confessed your feelings to each other.
~ end of flashback ~
The next morning, the ringing in your head continues. So you walk to the kitchen, fill a cup with ice water, and drink it quickly. You lean against the counter, pressing your fingers into your scalp. Did yesterday really happen? Wtf was in that serum?
You hear, "So I guess you remember yesterday too?"
You look up to see Steve staring at you with his perfectly messy hair and his eyes adjusting to the light of the day. He looks so cute.
You stand up straighter and say, "Yeah, it all came rushing back last night. What about for you?"
He answers, "Yeah, it was a lot to take in."
He stares into your eyes, and you can tell that he's waiting to see if you say something...you exclaim, "That confession of mine, it was 100% true. I wish I did it sober, but I'm glad it's out there."
He takes a gentle step forward and replies, "Mine was all true, too."
You ask, "So, what should we do next?"
You hear someone yell, and he replies, "Maybe after this dies down, we can go on a date."
You nod, then go see what all the fuss was about.
You graduate from high school with Steve, Robin, Nancy, and Jonathon.
You date Steve long-distance when you're in college.
You can't return home while the town is in quarantine, so you get really depressed. You really miss your family and all of your friends. It's not the same listening to Steve and Robin on the radio station in the car, knowing you could be there in person. You feel horrible that you left.
You stay in college for every season and study, while taking fewer and fewer calls from home. It makes you too sad to hear about their lives.
Steve knows that you're focusing on your degree, and he knows how much you want it, so he tells you that you should take a break from dating each other. He tells you that if you're meant to be together, when you return, it will all work out. When you hang up, you're balling, crying, and your roommate gives you a big hug that is much needed.
You focus on making new friends and joining clubs to keep busy. Your mom calls once a week with news from home. It's nice. You feel at peace with how life is turning out. Although you do miss Steve.
4 years pass... (set after the epilogue + added some changes) ...
You graduated with your bachelor's degree a month ago, said goodbye to your college friends, and are on the way home.
You take the train to the nearest city to Hawkins. Your mom confirmed your train plans in the morning and promised to pick you up. You're excited to talk with her on the hour-long drive back to Hawkins.
Only when you step off that train do you not see your mom.
You see Steve, holding a bouquet of flowers, and a sign with your name on it. Your eyes tear up a little as you walk up to Steve. You really did miss him. He makes eye contact with you, and you see tears of joy in his eyes.
You exclaim, "Hi, Steve. I missed you."
Steve smiles widely and says, "I missed you too, Y/N."
He pulls you into a big hug that you reciprocate.
You ask, "Did my mom send you to pick me up? Did something happen to her?"
Steve answers, "Oh no, your mom is great. I went over to see her this morning, and she was talking about picking you up. She was scrambling to clean the house, so I volunteered to pick you up for her. I hope you're not mad. I wanted to see you."
He was hanging out with your mom!?!? And he volunteered to pick you up?!?!
You reply, "I'm not mad, Steve. I'm really happy to see you again."
He smiles.
You load up Steve's car with your belongings, and you start your drive to Hawkins.
You make Steve pull over halfway for you to get burgers in the neighboring town to Hawkins because you missed them, and Hawkins doesn't have great burgers... the 20-minute drive there is always worth the burger and shake combo. You buy Steve's burger as a thank you for driving you home, even though he protests and doesn't think a lady should pay.
When you make it into Hawkins, you and Steve are back to your comfortable convo where you can talk about anything. He drives you around town and shows you all of the new changes. You make him stop at the park because you want to walk around nature after being cooped up in the train, then a car.
As you point to new buildings across the park, Steve's fingers brush yours. He looks over, smirks, and you intertwine your fingers.
You hold hands and walk around Hawkins.
You end up in the wealthy side of town, where Maple Street is. Steve told you once that his dream was to have a house on Maple Street with 6 kids and a wife. It shocked you that he knew what he wanted in the relationship side of his life. Whereas, you didn't know what you wanted other than Steve.
You notice an open house sign, and you exclaim, "Steve, I think we should go in and look around."
Steve replies, "No, I wouldn't want to waste your time."
You reply, "Why? I want you to be happy. And, I want to go inside this house."
He asks, "Hey, um, before we go in, do you ... uh, do you want to go on a date this week? I missed having you as my girlfriend, and I still love you. I've always loved you. You were my best friend before you were the love of my life, and I need you back in my life. I understand if you don't feel that way again with me, so we can just be friends. But if you think you feel love for me, please tell me. I will kiss you right now."
You answer, "I do still love you, Steve Harrington. I always have. You may kiss your girlfriend; you don't need permission."
He smiles widely before pressing his lips to yours.
You go inside the open house, and the realtor asks, "Hi, welcome in! Before you explore, I’ll get you to quickly fill out this form with your name and number. It just helps me keep track of who popped in today. Would you like to wander around on your own, or would you like a short tour? Happy for you to do either."
Steve answers, "We'll wander."
You walk with Steve around the house, looking in every room. He tells you what he likes and what his dreams for a house are. He asks you and smiles when you mention a space for a pet. He didn't grow up with pets, but he always loved coming over to your house to play with your pet.
You can imagine Steve playing with the kids outside,
The realtor stops you later to ask, "Quick question for you, though — I’d love to hear what’s standing out to you about the property and what you think it’s missing."
Steve answers, "It's very close to my dream house. I'm not sure we can afford this price at this time, though."
The realtor asks, "Because you're engaged, right? You're Steve Harrington, and you're Y/N L/N, right?"
ENGAGED?!? Who is spreading that rumor?
Steve looks stunned, so you answer, "Yes, we are Y/N and Steve. We did get engaged; Steve gave a lovely speech."
The realtor replies, "Congrats then. If you're not interested in this property, I can call you about others once we discuss the price range you're looking for."
I look at Steve and ask, "What do you think, sweetie?"
He answers, "I think that... I need some more time to think. This place is perfect, though, great job."
You walk out with Steve onto the front porch, where you see a wonderful view of Hawkins. You smile and exclaim, "This view makes Hawkins look like a big city."
Steve replies, "And it also looks like a great yard for kids and pets to play in."
You smirk at him and ask, "Do you still think you want 6 kids? I'd compromise for 3 and a pet."
He answers, "You got a deal, partner."
You wink at him, and he pulls you into a kiss.
You walk with Steve back to your car, and he drives you home. He asks, "Were you serious about 3 kids and a pet and living together forever? I just wondered if you were going to leave again or if you were planning to be with me forever?"
You answer, "I was thinking forever. And sorry about getting too busy with my education! I just didn't understand proper time management, then the Hawkins quarantine happened. It just worried me. I should've reached out more."
He replies, "What matters is we're together now."
2 Years Later....
You're married, and you have that house on Maple Street with Steve. One pet. One kid on the way if Steve has his way.
if you’re not rereading your own 3yo one-shots every once in a while so you can shake your head at the ao3 tab and mutter god i’m fucking funny then what are we even doing all this work for?
