We always talk about Eddie’s bullet belt, but we never talk about where it came from. We always talk about Eddie’s bullet belt and throw around headcanons that Steve got it for him, or Robin, since he didn’t go inside War Zone and couldn’t have got it for himself. We always talk about Eddie’s bullet belt, but we never talk about the fact that it was Erica who got it for him. Erica, who had known Eddie all of five days. Erica, who had only really spent three of those five actually interacting with Eddie. Erica, who, despite everything— Vecna curse, upside down nonsense, false murder charges, the general ‘Freak’ rep —not only really comes to like Eddie and wants to help clear his name, but also comes to know him well enough to take one look at a bullet belt while shopping for the quote-unquote necessities to say, “Yeah, no, that long-haired little metal dude is gonna eat this shit up. Gotta get it. Steve’s wallet can cry later,” and be absolutely right when she did. They might be going to war, but they can at least accessorize… Erica Sinclair, you are a genius, and we bow to you.
A/N- This will take place during season 2, 3, 4 & 5
Summary: Arriving back at your old boring home town was not in your plans; but your mothers death changed that, making you reconnect and live with a estranged father. Arriving with your father though comes with an issue, a girl he’s taking care of, a girl that’s strange and makes you see that the town has secrets you hadn’t seen before. It makes you have strange and dangerous adventures and relationships. Will this strange town make you gain new and unexpected relationships? Will you reconnect with your father? Will you connect with the strange girl living with your father? Or will you have to leave everything behind?
Steve Harrington x Hopper!fem-reader aesthetic
Outfit moodboard, Sunmer/spring wardrobe
Season 2
Chapter 1 Stranger
Chapter 2 Billy
Chapter 3 Monster hunting?
Chapter 4 Daddy’s girl
Chapter 5 Welcome to the human race!
Takes place after season 2 & before season 3
Chapter 6 Smile with my heart
Season 3
Chapter 7 American heroes?
Chapter 8 Fooled around and fell in love
Chapter 9 I have a bad feeling about this
Chapter 10 Scoops Troop
Chapter 11 Dream sweet
Season 4
Chapter 12 California Dreamin’
Chapter 13 Let’s be heroes. Again.
Chapter 14 The other woman
Chapter 15 A Fire in my blood
Chapter 16 We belong together
Chapter 17 As long as I know how to love
Chapter 18 Comin’ home baby
Season 5
Chapter 19 That’s life
Chapter 20 The Journalist and Valkyrie
Chapter 21 Stone Cold Crazy
Chapter 22 Déjà Vu
Chapter 23 The calm before
Chapter 24 the storm
Chapter 25 The Winner Takes it All
Epilogue For Good
Additional scenes
The prom (takes place after ch.5 & before ch.6)
The confession after the high (takes place during chapter 10)
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
"come home to me, okay?"
"always," steve promises.
in between saving will, then hawkins, then somehow the world, you fall in love with steve harrington.
PAIRINGS: steve harrington x henderson!reader, slight jonathan byers x reader
CONTAINS: fem!reader, slow burn, slight enemies to lovers (reader more just pities steve), cursing, miscommunication, unrequited love, angst, protective older sister chaos, violence in the later seasons.
Can’t be the only person who doesn’t wanna see Nancy and Steve end up together? Like Nancy need her freedom, she’s a fucking boss and I think her happy ending being to end up in a relationship again would just be …. Shit? 🤣
The edges of your soul (I haven't seen yet) ⭐︎ S.H.
⭐︎ Warnings: 18+ mdni! post apocalypse, character death, angst, mean!steve, grumpy!steve x sunshine!reader, blood, wounds -- all the gory stuff, smut in the future chapters, hurt/comfort
⭐︎ Pairing: Grumpy!Steve Harrington x sunshine(fem)!reader
⭐︎ Summary: Everything he once knew, is gone, dead and buried, burned to the ground and turned into ash. All he has known is loss, death and pain, he despised this world, until it brought you to him -- the sunshine he had long forgotten. Light he will follow till the very end.
⭐︎ In collaboration with @hellfire--cult
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Prologue ☀︎ When the sun hits, she'll be waiting
Chapter one ☀︎ Welcome and Goodbye
Chapter two ☀︎ Can you see right through me?
Chapter three ☀︎ You’re the greatest thing we’ve lost
Chapter four ☀︎ While I'm alone and blue as can be
Chapter five ☀︎ Watching cityscapes turn to dust
Chapter six ☀︎ The killing time. Unwillingly mine.
Chapter seven ☀︎ Fall back into place. Fall back...
Chapter eight ☀︎ Dead-eyed. Dead weight.
Chapter nine ☀︎ Pull the trigger on the gun I gave you when we met
Chapter ten ☀︎ Turn me into something tragic, just for you, I let it happen
Chapter eleven ☀︎ And I'll fear no evil because I'm blind to it all
Chapter twelve ☀︎ You’re a bandit like me. Eyes full of stars
Chapter thirteen ☀︎ Then this heart would break and fall as twice as far
Chapter fourteen ☀︎ The devil in your eyes, won't deny the lies you've sold
Chapter fifteen ☀︎ Every print I left upon the track has led me here
Chapter sixteen ☀︎ One day I am gonna grow wings...
Chapter seventeen ☀︎ Now I'm racing for what to do, all roads lead me right back to you
Chapter eighteen ☀︎ I'll give you all that I can, as long as you'll wait for me there
Chapter nineteen ☀︎ When you’re lying between my legs, it doesn’t matter
Chapter twenty ☀︎ If you can't survive, just try
Chapter twenty one ☀︎ Look into my eyes and baby, whisper
Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader Word Count: 2.2k
Description: Steve and you had history together…and then Eddie happened. As your “best friend”, you waited for Steve to care. He waited for you to let him in. Neither of you moved on. Now, months of grief and guilt explode in one awful fight that might break you for good.
Tags/Warnings: s5 spoilers, angst, hurt/no comfort, kind of an eddie munson x reader too, fighting with Steve over mourning Eddie, rainbow room scene.
Note: This came out as a response to Dustin and Steve’s fight about Eddie. As much as I love Steve and part of me agrees with him, that scene hurt like hell, and I needed to write something about it. Enjoy the angst 🙃🤍
It used to be the two of you. Always. Before you started looking at Steve Harrington like he was the enemy.
You and Steve had…history. Best friends through every damn supernatural disaster Hawkins could throw your way. You knew each other’s favorite movies, snack preferences, dreams and fears. You shared nightmares and scars. Trauma bonded, if you will. A connection that went farther than just friends, even if that was the only world you ever allowed to call yourselves.
You waited for him to say something. To make the move. But Nancy was always there somehow, and even if you held hope close to your heart, even statues start to crumble if they’re made to wait too long.
And then Eddie happened.
A boy with a guitar, a devilish grin and a tragic story you never saw coming. He made you laugh, God he made you laugh. He welcomed you into his club. He listened and looked at you like you were interesting, like you mattered in a way that wasn’t tied to the end of the world or the Wheeler last name.
Even then, you told yourself it wasn’t that serious. Just a silly crush on a guy that was cooler than anyone in your friend group. A guy you needed to save before you could even think about more.
But the “friend group” could tell there was always more. Even Steve.
Especially Steve.
He pretended not to notice how your smile grew whenever Eddie asked specifically for you on the walkie or when you insisted on visiting him at the safehouse. Pretended not to twitch in annoyance when Eddie offered you his jacket or leaned a little too close during planning meetings.
It was Steve’s fault after all. He’d been too hung up on his ex to notice he had what he needed right in front of him all this time. And you know what they say, chase two girls…lose the one.
And as if it wasn’t enough, it wasn’t only you. He was losing his other best friend to the metalhead too.
Dustin.
So Steve got bitter. Jealousy sat on his tongue like poison, seeing Eddie treating you both the way he should’ve. And the worst part is that it didn’t even look like he was trying. It was in Eddie’s nature to encourage people to be unapologetically themselves. That’s what drew people to him. That’s what drew you and Dustin to him. A safe place.
And then, as quickly as he came into your lives…Eddie was gone.
Dragged into the kind of “hero’s death” that didn’t leave room for more than just one goodbye, and it wasn’t yours. You weren’t there, and part of you wishes you could’ve said more to him, but you’re not sure if you could've handled seeing him go like that.
So the what-if’s, the hope of it all, the pain…it all broke you.
The grief was quiet at first. A numbness you could carry in silence and loneliness when everyone gave you space.
Then you got angry. So angry.
You can’t say Steve didn’t try to be there. He did, in his own way. But this wasn’t the kind of grief he understood. He’d change the subject, act like nothing happened.
You wished Steve had waited for you the same way you did for him all those years. Wait for all the hurt to pass. But you always felt like he was impatient for you to move on. Like mourning was something you could time with a clock or the change of seasons.
It didn’t take long before you started snapping, and he snapped back. You accused him of not caring. He accused you of using Eddie to push everyone away. The fights got longer and hurtful. And eventually you just stopped being what you once were.
Months passed. Hawkins covered its wounds under rugs and metal plates. Steve carried on with his life and started The WSQK station with Robin as you and Dustin were still stuck right where Eddie had left you.
And you didn’t even have space anymore. Not with all the crawls, and the secret meetings, and the same bullshit over and over again that always ends up with you in the same damn room with Steve Harrington.
Still angry. Still hurting.
And still looking at each other like maybe, just maybe, things had gone differently, you could’ve loved each other.
“We should split up,” Nancy says, looking at the stairs where the path goes up and down. “Cover more ground.”
“I’ll go with her,” Jonathan says quickly.
You glance sideways and meet Dustin’s bloodshot eyes. It’s unspoken, but clear, he’s with you. Always has been, especially since Eddie.
“We’ll head down,” you shrug, motioning to the stairs descending into darkness.
Steve shifts beside you awkwardly. “Actually, I think I’ll switch teams.”
Nancy stiffens as Jonathan turns his head slowly, already reading too much into it. And you? You roll your eyes. Here we go again.
“We need a bit of space,” Steve adds, motioning vaguely between you and Dustin, as if you weren’t right there. “Nance I’ll go with you upstairs.”
“Yeah? Why don’t you go with me then?” Jonathan shoots back.
“What? No. I just–look, you and I could use some space too, man,” Steve stammers.
You really have to bite your cheek to keep yourself from chuckling bitterly and calling him out, but Jonathan beats you to it.
“Wow. So everyone but Nancy.”
Preach.
“Enough,” Nancy snaps. Her voice echoes across the walls. “We don’t have time for this. We split like we planned. I’m with Jonathan. Steve stays with Dustin and her.”
You don’t miss the way Steve deflates. God forbid he has to spend more time with you.
You don’t even wait to hear what he has to say about it. You just brush past him with a huff, shoulder grazing his on purpose as Dustin follows right behind you.
There was a time when you’d glance back to make sure Steve was coming too, but now you don’t even turn as you disappear down the shadows.
The rainbows on the wall and the scattered toys on white shelves make you sick. You know what this place was. Where she was made. Where they turned kids into weapons.
It doesn’t help that Steve and Dustin keep bickering behind you, as you scan the place with a flashlight trying to disconnect from all of it. You’re used to it by this point…doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt like hell.
“…yeah good luck looking for your…treasure. I mean shield generator. I mean made up bullshit–”
“Thank you.” Dustin cuts Steve off sharply.
He storms off the room before you can say anything to him. His sneakers stomp across the grimy floor, disappearing into the hallway. You walk to the door, but hesitate at the threshold, considering if you should really go after him.
Because you know that bitterness. You’ve lived with it for months. When it takes hold of you like that, the last thing you want is someone chasing you, asking questions and trying to fix the unfixable.
So you turn to Steve instead, who’s now leaning on a table, pouting as he fiddles with a Rubik’s cube he found laying around. It only pisses you off more.
“You should be more gentle with him, you know,” you snap, crossing your arms. “He’s hurting.”
“Oh come on,” Steve scoffs. Of course he’s offended. “I’m the one who should be more gentle? He’s been treating me like shit for months.”
“This hasn’t been easy for him,” you retort, walking closer to him. “He’s just a kid, Steve.”
“And that gives him a free pass to be an asshole?” He fires back. “He knows this plan is bullshit. We’re wasting our time.”
“God, Steve,” you sigh. “All I’m saying is you know better to give him a break.”
That seems to snap the last of his patience. He straightens up from the table, walking toward you until he’s just a few inches away.
“No,” he says sharply. “You both need to give me a break. I’m tired of you acting like I don’t care about what happened.”
That makes something in you snap too. It comes out in the shape of a bitter laugh. “Do you, Steve? Do you actually care?”
“What?”
“I don’t think you do,” you accuse, shaking your head. “You never talk about him–not in a way that matters. After you told me he didn’t make it, I’ve never heard you mention Eddie again in a way it didn’t feel like you were calling me out for something. Not once.”
He lets the weight of your words take over him. Here we go again. The accusation sits so heavy it blinds him and the words just start spilling out recklessly.
“Oh, this has always been about Eddie, hasn’t it?” He retorts, breathing heavily. “You want me to talk more about him? Fine. Why don’t we talk about the mistakes he made then?”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You mutter under your breath.
“Since everyone likes to remind me I’m a fucking idiot, why don’t we talk about the fact that at least I’m still here?” He says, and the tears in your eyes should be enough for him to shut up, but he doesn’t. He can’t. “All because he didn’t listen to me. I told them not to be heroes. I told them. But Eddie made a wrong call and suddenly I’m the one taking the shit for it.”
The words punch the air out of your lungs.
You go quiet for a moment, blinking away the tears blurring your eyes and swallowing the lump burning your throat. You don’t have it in you to yell anymore.
“Don’t you dare, Steve,” you say slowly. “Don’t you dare talk about him like that.”
“It’s the truth,” he insists. “You’re just angry because you know it is. He didn’t save anyone. He went and got himself killed for nothing!”
Slap.
Your hand connects with his cheek, sharp, sudden, leaving a red mark on his face.
The sound echoes on the walls, as you both stare at each other in disbelief. His hand lifts slowly to his face, and you try to shake the sting off your hand.
“I can’t believe you,” you whisper, stepping back. “I can’t believe someone I thought cared about me could say something like that so easily.”
“I’m–“ He tries to step forward, but you lift your hand between you both.
“I’m drowning, Steve,” you choke out. “Every day. I wake up and it feels like I’m still hearing you say he’s not coming back all over again. And now–now I have to deal with this? With you turning his death into some kind of argument you need to win?”
You shake your head, disbelief laced into every word. Tears keep falling, making it hard to breathe, but you push through them.
“You’re right. Is that what you want to hear?” You sniffle. “Maybe Eddie was stupid. Maybe he wasn’t like you or Nancy or Hopper who always get shit done. And you know what? Yeah, maybe he didn’t save anyone that day. But maybe he just wanted to do something for good. Like all of us. He tried. He thought he’d keep us safe. And I think that should count for something.”
Your chest rises up and down quickly, as you wipe your tears violently with the sleeves of your sweater. Steve opens his mouth, but whatever he wants to say never makes it out. You don’t wait to see if he does.
You turn away and leave in the same direction Dustin did.
You don’t know how far you walk, just that the corridors start blending together and by the time your legs give out, you’re somewhere dark and quiet. You find a spot to lean safely against the wall, and let yourself fall to the floor.
You cover your mouth to muffle your little cries, and try to find a way to not hate Steve for everything he just said.
He’s hurting too. You know it. All of you are. But that doesn’t give him a reason to–
“Hey…”
Dustin’s soft voice startles you. He was making his way back to the playroom when he spotted your figure in the hallway.
You wipe your face quickly, but it’s useless, you look like a mess either way. He stops in front of you, but you don’t say anything yet. You can’t.
“Did he say something shitty too?” He asks carefully.
You nod.
Dustin sighs. “Of course he did.” He sinks down next to you, and you both sit there side by side. “I heard something. I thought maybe it was…” He hesitates, eyes flicking toward you with curiosity. “Did you–did you slap him?”
You huff. “Yeah.”
“Good,” he says immediately.
A small, broken laugh escapes your throat, followed by Dustin’s. After a moment he shifts closer, leaning his head on your shoulder. It makes you feel less alone.
“I know he didn’t mean it but–it still hurts,” you whisper. “He just doesn’t know what to do with all of it. The grief. The guilt. And he’s angry at him. We all are…”
You don’t even need to say Eddie’s name. It’s there, hanging between every word. The handprint on your heart. The empty space beside you. The hollow that never leaves.
“I just…I miss him,” you add. “I miss them both.”
“I know,” Dustin says. “I miss them too.”
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Warnings: major angst, breakups, heartbreak, allusions to cheating, self doubt, mean!Steve, King!Steve, hurt/comfort, love triangle, mentions of an ED, past trauma. Eddie x reader ending.
Parings: Steve Harrington x fem!cheerleader!reader | Eddie Munson x fem!reader | Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler
Summary: Steve was slipping through your fingers and you desperately held onto him not realizing that his heart wasn’t yours anymore. Dealing with the aftermath of your breakup turns out to be harder than you thought. Steve’s presence still lingers and while he keeps a hold of your heart, someone else sneaks their way into it too.
prologue | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven | part twelve | part thirteen | part fourteen | part fifteen | part sixteen | part seventeen | part eighteen | part nineteen | part twenty | part twenty one | part twenty two | part twenty three | part twenty four | part twenty five | part twenty six | part twenty seven | part twenty eight | part twenty nine | part thirty | epilogue
