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💋 STEVE HARRINGTON • GATOR TILLMAN • TEACAKE • NATE JACOBS (don’t judge me) • BRUCE WAYNE • JONATHAN BYERS • EDDIE MUNSON • STEDDIE • FINNICK ODAIR • SNAPE • DRACO MALFOY • JAMES POTTER • TATE LANGDON
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about: max hates the way billy treats girls, steve is nothing like billy
c.w: mentions of sex but nothing explicit, billy being awful to women but again nothing explicit, soft fluff because steve is a girl dad, some canon divergence with how the fight with billy went in the s2 finale, angsty with a tooth-rottingly fluffy ending, no pronouns for reader but mentions of reader wearing makeup
a/n: max is my daughter i love her so much, i wish they elaborated more on her and steve’s relationship in the show because i just know she wishes he was her older brother instead of billy, divider by @cursed-carmine
Billy is weird with girls. Sometimes they call the house asking for him and Max hears Billy say crude words on the phone, words that would have her mouth washed out with soap if her mom heard her say any of them. More often than not there’s a girl in his passenger seat when Billy drives her home, very obviously displeased by Max’s very existence.
And sometimes her mom and his dad— not her dad because he’s back in California— go out late and Billy will bring a girl over, never the same one. He never tells her to get out or leave because he doesn’t care, but Max quickly realizes she should with the disgusting noises they make. She usually goes outside, skating up and down their street until the girl leaves.
He never drives them home and they leave the house with makeup ruined and walking funny. He never lets them stay the night either. Some of them look upset when they leave, others don’t really care.
There’s been a few girls who walk outside and cry on the curb in the dim streetlight. It’s never loud sobbing, just quiet sniffles as they hug themselves. Max never talks to them, she has no idea what she could ever say to them.
Today it’s one of those nights again. His dad booked a fancy dinner in some restaurant across county lines so he won't bring her mom home until the early hours of the morning. This also means whatever girl Billy brings over is going to be there for a long time.
Under usual circumstances this would be fine, Max would just skate downtown to kill time, except it’s the middle of June and a storm is rolling in.
She thinks it’s ridiculous, why is there rain in the middle of summer? It was never like this in California, they had some bouts of rain in December and April but never the summer. Even when it did rain it never lasted long or was bad enough that her mother invested in proper rain attire.
Which is how she finds herself walking down the street, her jeans and converse completely soaked. The crappy poncho her mom bought at Melvald’s was in the clearance section for a reason because her hair is soaked through and she can feel water soaking her shirt.
She wants to go home. Not that dump on Cherry Lane but San Diego.
She feels hot tears welling up in her eyes when her shadow starts to elongate in the puddles and she hears the rev of a car engine behind her. Great, some asshole is gonna splash water all over her. Instead the car slows to a gentle stop next to her and when she turns her head she sees a familiar red BMW, Steve’s already rolling down the window to talk to her.
“What are you doing?” he frowns, and she can see you in the passenger seat craning your head to look at her. “It’s pouring out here.”
Max’s mouth goes dry, what is she doing out here?
“Walk,” she finally says, hoping the lump in her throat isn’t obvious.
“C’mon get in,” Steve replies without missing a beat, nudging his head toward the passenger side. “You’re gonna get yourself sick.”
“I’m fine,” Max insists, because she really is about to start crying and she doesn’t want to be in his car when that happens.
“Max get in,” your voice cuts in, frowning at her and exchanging a glance with Steve, like you two can communicate without speaking.
She does, only because you’ve been the coolest person ever to her since you stabbed Billy with a tranquilizer syringe and threatened him with a baseball bat.
She gets in the backseat, probably ruining Steve’s fancy leather seats with how soaked she is, and immediately notes the grocery bags. Not junk food but actual ingredients, great Steve was gonna cook you dinner and now she’s crashing your date night.
Steve is already slipping off his knit sweater and cranking up the heater. He sets the car in park in the middle of the road before turning around so he can hand her the sweater.
“You wanna actually tell us why you were walking around in the rain?” He has a disapproving frown on his face but for some reason Max doesn’t feel like it’s directed at her.
She wants to refuse the sweater but she’s shivering in the backseat and it feels warm in her hands. So she takes her crappy poncho off and slips it on, hoping the two of you mistake the few tears escaping her eyes for rain.
“Hey we’re not gonna tell your parents,” you say gently, reaching out to smooth down her soaked hair. “We just wanna know, I promise.”
“My parents are out for the night,” her voice cracks when she talks and she really hopes you two just think she’s cold. “So Billy invited a girl over.”
She’s looking down at her soaked shoes because looking at either one of you feels scary right now. Even then she knows you two are exchanging glances, communicating without speaking again. She remembers her mom and dad doing that, when she was younger and they still loved each other.
“Okay,” Steve says after a beat, his voice softer and reaching out to fix the sweater so it sits evenly on her. “You’re gonna come back to my place with us, and then you can use my phone to leave a message for your mom that you’re sleeping at a friend’s house. Sounds good?”
Max nods, trying to rub her hands and warm them up. Steve takes the car out of park and starts driving back to his place. The two of you are quiet throughout the drive and she doesn’t feel like starting a conversation. Every so often her eyes dart back to the grocery bag, the thought of Billy making a girl dinner is so laughable it feels absurd.
After a few minutes the BMW rolls into the driveway and you come over to her door with an umbrella while Steve grabs the grocery bags from the other side. It’s ridiculous for you to walk her twenty feet over to the door with the umbrella but she humors you anyway.
She follows suit when you and Steve slip off your shoes by the front door before walking in. The two of you actually own proper rainboots and Steve gives a glance at her thoroughly soaked converse.
“Alright I’m gonna start cooking dinner,” Steve tells her, gesturing to the grocery bag. “Why don’t you go take a shower?”
“I don’t need–”
You both give her a look.
“...Fine,” she relents after a moment, because it does feel like her bones are rattling inside her body.
“Perfect,” you take her hand, leading her over to the staircase. “I’ll show you where it is and get you some clothes.”
You take her upstairs, stopping by one of the cabinets in the hallway to grab some towels before leading her into Steve’s room. It’s mostly what she’d expect from a teenage boy, some movie posters, a basketball laying around, and a desk that obviously has seen very minimal studying.
She does catch the fact that there are multiple pillows on the bed and the sheets are a nice cream color instead of bachelor navy blue. There’s some books and a candle on the nightstand, along with two mugs holding the remnants of last night’s tea in them.
“Here we go,” you say, finally looking up after having rummaged through the top dresser drawer. Based on the clothes Max can see in, it’s your designated space in Steve’s room.
You hand her the towels along with some fluffy pajama pants, they have little teddy bears on them, along with an oversized t-shirt.
“Bathroom’s down the hall on the left, just yell if you need anything.”
She mumbles acknowledgment and you turn to leave, then Max calls out your name before she realizes it.
“What’s up?” you turn around. Her chest feels tight, everything feels wrong and right at the same time. This is how things should be for her, but they’re not and she’s terrified this brief moment will be stolen from her in seconds.
“You’re not gonna call my parents… right? You or Steve?”
Your face softens and you walk over to her. Wrapping her in a hug and pressing your lips to the top of her head.
“No we’re not,” you murmur and rub her back. “You just have to promise me one thing, okay?”
Max’s shoulders are shaking as she cries into you. Quiet sniffles like the girls who sit on the curb outside of their house after Billy decides he’s done with them. “What is it?”
“Next time something like this happens,” you whisper, still rubbing her back. “Call us, we’ll come get you.”
She nods against you and you hold her for a few minutes until the crying subsides. When she pulls away you press a kiss to her forehead before leaving.
She follows your instructions, going down the hall and to the left to find the bathroom. There’s two of everything. Tooth brushes, towels, body washes, and shampoo and conditioner sets. She can’t resist being nosy and taking a peek in the bathroom drawer. She finds a makeup bag and inside all the products look minimally used.
Steve must have bought it so you wouldn’t need to bring yours back and forth.
The idea of him standing in your bathroom carefully writing down the products and their shade names to buy them is so silly and sweet enough to make her giggle quietly.
Max takes her time in the shower, letting the steaming hot water warm her body. She also wants to make sure she’s fully composed because it’d be way too embarrassing if she started crying again.
She steals your body wash and washes her hair with Steve’s shampoo and conditioner because she thinks it’s funny. The boys make fun of him for preening with how much he invests in his hair products. It’s stupid considering how nosy they got when Dustin revealed he knew Steve’s hair routine. He never actually told any of them.
She dries herself off thoroughly after the shower and examines the skincare products on the counter. Not the cheap soaps she convinced her mom to buy after her face started breaking out. Fancy expensive ones that you need adult money to buy. Two of everything again, things Steve bought to make you more comfortable in his space.
She uses your facewash and dabs on a little moisturizer out of curiosity, it smells like clay and she likes it a bit. After wrapping her hair in a towel she heads out of the bathroom and walks over to the stairs.
The smell of garlic hits her nose and just as she’s about to head down she clears the click of the front door. Then your feet padding on the floor as you walk into the kitchen and tell Steve: “She’s a size six.”
“Hmm you think red rainboots are a little too on the nose?”
“She likes the color so it’ll probably be fine. Just maybe make the pants and coat a different color?”
“How about all yellow? She can look like the Morton Salt girl.”
“Well she would look adorable, but she’d also probably kick you.”
“Red boots it is. I’ll get a small for the pants and a medium for the coat.”
“Steve, that jacket is stupidly expensive.”
“Which is why I’m getting a medium so she can grow into it.”
Max doesn’t tell herself it means anything, she never does, but the next morning she finds a bag of rain gear on her porch.
robin, early twenties: *nervously* mom, dad . . . I'm gay
her parents: what? no? you're not
robin: *sad, because this is what she was afraid of* i know the things that have been on the news recently, but you can't just make someone not gay, it doesn't work like-
her parents: no, no, not because of that. because of steve.
robin:
her parents: what about steve
robin: what ABOUT STEVE??
her parents: he's literally our son-in-law???? he
drives you everywhere because you hate driving??? he sleeps in your room??? he helps out around the house and cooks dinner???? you always get jobs together, he's ditched two dates because they were jealous of you, you literally change in the same room as him. if you go more than two days without talking to him, you get in the mother of all bad moods--
robin:
robin: *rubbing a hand down her face* okay. i see where there might be some confusion. i'm getting steve so he can help me explain this shit
her parents: he's waiting outside the door, isn't he.
robin: . . . for moral support
her parents: you're not helping your case
robin: THERE ISN'T A CASE. GET YOUR ASS IN HERE, STEVE, WE HAVE TO EXPLAIN CODEPENDENCY TO THEM
knight!steve x princess!reader — forbidden love, fell first/fell harder, grumpy x sunshine tropes | cw fem/afab!reader often written with hair long enough to tie up
As war brews and marriage looms, a princess and her sworn protector must decide if love is worth the risk of losing everything else.
♡ A Stranger Things Limited Series, from Misha’s Masterlist Library.
📼 ALL Episodes (+infodump file) below
☾⋆⁺₊ Welcome to the full series masterlist. ⋆⁺₊☾
Nanny!Steve Harrington x baby girl
Prior King Steve turned unpaid babysitter turned full-time nanny to a newborn baby girl. Playboy turned protector, and eventual love story when Steve meets someone who finally helps him move on from Nancy. But the real love story is the paternal love he shares with little Mia Browne. 18+
🍼 SUMMARY: Steve Harrington had no clue that taking a beating from Billy Hargrove and protecting those kids in the tunnels full of demodogs… would make him go from pretty playboy to protector.
After the Starcourt Mall collapses and Hawkins calls it an “act of God,” the former king of high school hallways accidentally falls into the best job of his life: nanny to an infant baby girl, born into a ridiculously wealthy family that barely seems to notice her. Hired through pure small-town grapevine gossip and vouching moms who swear he’s responsible as hell, Steve goes from flunkout fuqboi Scoops Ahoy dingus to full-time “manny” faster than he can even process it. Mia Browne becomes his routine, his calm, and the only place his nightmares don’t follow him, turning him soft and fiercely overprotective in ways that confuse the hell out of him. While he’s still carrying a torch for Nancy Wheeler and rebuilding his life alongside his new best friend Robin, and looking out for the kids who roped into all this mess… Steve quietly discovers a purpose that feels a lot like family.
Translation? Hawkins hottest babysitter grows up by rocking six pounds of innocent little magic to sleep — and ends up completely whipped for it.
♡ AUTHOR’S NOTE: There's nothing I love more than when an insecure playboy of a heterosexual male, who's got both mommy and daddy issues, gets humbled by life and becomes a protector... then family man.
Especially if said male is Steve Harrington. <3
As always, this went from being a 45k+ word one-shot to an extended entity of its own. Same thing happened with "Tell Me What You Need" (TMWYN), it just became far bigger than I expected and expanded into a multi-part fic. Granted, this won't be like OSWDLS or MERCY — where's is a multi-chapter, 4-book saga. This work of mine simply lives in its own little snow globe on my self-indulgent library shelf.
[see my author’s file scraps below with misc. details, face cards etc]
:) enjoy "Hawkins' Hottest Manny."
Xx, misha
starts end of S2 -> into pre/during/post S3 -> S4 -> S5
THIS IS AN 18+ FANFIC. Minors, do not initiate.
🍼 OVERALL SERIES WARNINGS/NOTES: strong language and mature themes, Upside Down mayhem ensued with real-life darkness, neglected childhood and postpartum, substance abuse (alcohol, drugs, etc.), deeply rooted traumas, mutually shared triggers and traumas, some graphic descriptions of injuries and medical procedures, very outdated mindsets and misogyny (the 80's weren't all that fun, guys, and here we are — still dealing with some of this shit), some Stancy pining and eventual smut when Steve's love story enters the picture... with a surprise crossover character.
EP 1 | Season 2 (The Pilot: "The Manny")
[takes place post-S2, after the tunnels]
EP 2 | Season 3 (The Fall of Starcourt)
EP 3 | Season 3 (West Wing Mornings)
EP 4 | Season 4 (The Calm Before the Storm)
EP 5 | Season 4 (The Earthquakes)
EP 6 | Season 4 (Aftershocks)
EP 7 | Season 4 (Day 2: Volunteering in Hawkins)
EP 8 | Season 4 (Day 3: A Career that Matters)
EP 9 | Season 4 (A World in Motion)
NOVEMBER 1986 — NEW YEAR’S EVE (-> into 1987)
EP 10 | Season 5 (Crawling)
SOUNDTRACK [coming soon]
Season 2
🎧 “Long Story Short” by Taylor Swift
🎧 “Right Where You Left Me” by Taylor Swift
🎧 “Take a Chance on Me” on ABBA
🎧 “Thank You, Aimee” by Taylor Swift
Season 3
🎧 “You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To” by Dinah Shore
🎧 “Don’t You Ever Grown Up” by Taylor Swift
🎧 “You Are My Sunshine” by Bing Crosby
🎧 “Healing Hurts” by BLÜ EYES
🎧 “August” by Taylor Swift
Season 4
🎧 “Good Thing” by Fine Young Cannibals
🎧 “You’d Never Know” by BLÜ EYES
🎧 “When It’s Cold, I’d Like to Die” (Orchestra Version)
Season 5
🎧 “There She Goes”
🎧 “I’m Not the Man I Used to Be” by Fine Young Cannibals
🎧 “Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps” by Doris Day
🎧 “My Kind of Girl” by ABBA
🎧 “Epiphany” by Taylor Swift
🎧
Series Finale
Literally the sexiest thing a straight white man can do is 1) be Steve Harrington, and 2) become a certified male nanny “manny” to a precious baby girl.
I’M SORRY BUT STEVE’S MOM SAYING HE LOOKS LIKE A REPUBLICAN WHILE GAPING AT HIS CAMO ARMY JACKET FIT WITH BLOOD AND GRIM ALL OBER HIM IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I’VE EVER READ LIKE— ✋🏾✋🏾✋🏾 I cackled, their back and forth was top tier post vecna earthquake showdown
also his dad’s stressed out anger on the phone being because he’s worried about Steve, no business??? 🥺 the actual love his mom and dad both have for him??? just in that strange sorta left unsaid typa way?????
and when he found Mia alive 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
your nanny au is seriously a goldmine Steve Harrington fic find
⬆️ me when writing that part because Helene is a dry humored polished queen who keeps it real and loves the shit outta her con even through her composed persona and shameless wit
like it had to be said because without context?? lmfao that’s a red flag 🚩 then he just raised her one name dropping Nancy and the gun range and bless helene she knows that family’s republican 🤣
but seriously tysm sweet anon 🫶🏼 i wanted to go a different route with bilateral this fic because it leans into his relationship with mia and beautifully affects his growth while nannying her so grab some tissues for later :,,,)
and real talk, the post-earthquakes reunion scene with him and baby mia was my favorite to write. ❤️🩹
…who the hell throws shade on an anon’s message like some bratty toddler
Jesus Christ, will you all shut the fuck up about tags when it’s NOT A BIG DEAL?
Once upon a time, Misha tagged stancy for those who give a shit about their ship and this fic touches on it a lot. Go fill your void and stop being the most triggered people on the planet.
I don’t even dislike the ship, just you people who feel entitled to the internet catering to your every little need like some pompous child. Drag me through the dirt and call me a bitch, IDGAF. Just stop picking on writers who do their goddamn best and touch grasss.
Misha babes, keep doing you.
Ffs people are crybabies and it shows.
okay not gonna lie? I’m dying to see what smut you’re cooking up for this Stonathan x gem!reader poly fic…
#misha’s WIP game
oh, you want smut?
perfect. then i’ll give you filth.
alright, kicking off the WIP game (misha’s version) with some smutty unpublished work here from “at the château, we’ll be alright.”
AT THE CHÂTEAU, WE’LL BE ALRIGHT
by misha 🪽
Steve Harrington x Jonathan Byers x fem!reader
Steve’s eyes never left Jonathan’s as he wet his palm, his spit glistening on his large hand. He stroked his dick with his, lathering it. A grin tugged at the corner of his lips, a hint of that charming smile gracing Jonathan’s gaze. Then, Steve looked back down at you. He leaned over you, ready to be inside of you…
The pretty noises that you made as Steve entered you were heavenly. Broken, choked and relieved, all at once. Steve mirrored them with pretty, pleasured sounds of his own. He slowly fucked into you, leaning down to suck at and groan into your neck. He couldn’t be close enough to you, and frankly you couldn’t either. The two of you were like missing puzzle pieces, finding one another after a long search and clicking together with urgency to finish the picture.
It had Jonathan mesmerized as he watched the two of you fucking. It was somehow filthy yet beautiful, the way that Steve hiked farther up into you and how you wrapped your legs around him. It felt like watching a young gladiator make love to a divine messenger of the gods.
“Go slower…” Jonathan said in a low voice, demanding.
Steve’s thrusts slowed, making you whine.
“Make her scream, Steve,” Jonathan added, stroking his twitching cock underneath his pants. Steve hitched into you, hard, making you yelp. Jonathan grinned, imagining himself beneath Steve. He chose to live vicariously through you, basking in it.
“Give her a reason to fucking scream for more,” Jonathan growled.
Give me a reason to scream out loud, he means.
Steve groaned loudly into your open mouth, and Jonathan tells him to go faster. He does, pounding into you and gasping for air as he clung to you.
The keening cries falling from your lips were sinful.
“Tell her how tight she is,” Jonathan said, quickening his own pace inside of his slacks.
“You’re so fucking tight, babygirl,” Steve panted against you. “So. Fucking. Tight. Fuck.”
Sweat poured from his brow onto your forehead, his eyes boring into yours as he fucked you senseless. You were the most beautiful mess below him, all whimpering and darling and dreamlike. It drove Steve mad, which only heightened Jonathan’s nearing climax.
“Steve,” you whined. “Can f-feel you…in my—r-ribcage, god—”
Your words, and the sight of you falling apart, made Jonathan and Steve both see angels and devils and god. It was the holiest thing, despite everything being straight from the underworld. You were all damned to hell for this, no doubt.
And none of you could have cared fucking less.
“Like me there, baby?” Steve rasped, his thrusts picking up speed and cock ready to explode into you. “Like me all up inside’a you?”
“—g-gonna,” you stuttered. “Gonna c-c—”
“Me too —” Steve wheezed.
“NO.”
The abrupt command, though not yelled, made you and Steve both turn to look at Jonathan in blissfully fucked out horror. What?
“Not unless you plan on cumming twice.”
If you could have snapped a picture of Jonathan in this moment, you would have tucked it away to keep forever and always. He looked so driven with lust and love, dark eyes ignited with hunger and desire. There was a devilish grin tugging at the corner of his lips, all cheshire-like as he discovered newfound adoration for this little game.
✧˚₊‧ frat! steve making you ride him with his hat on!
you don’t know when you first got on him, you’re not even sure how he got into your bed in the first place, but all you could think about was steve harrington’s girthy cock thrusting in and out of you.
your body was lifting itself, hands on his chest with the bed creaking and squealing with every movement that you made, bouncing on his cock. each bounce on him made his cock go deeper, his bulbous tip kissing your g-spot with each drag up and down your walls.
he had that shit eating grin on his face, his hands behind his head as he watched you, whimpers and groans leaving his mouth.
“god baby, you look so fucking pretty, just bouncing on my dick…” he praises, biting his tongue as his cock twitches inside your tight cunt.
you moan louder and louder, matching the bed’s noises as sweat beats down the side of your head, hair sticking to your forehead as you found yourself closer and closer to your orgasm.
“steve! steve… oh f-fuckkkk.” your nails dig into his chest, thumbs brushing against his chest hair as your knees buckled, thighs clenching around his hips.
you never imagined the frat bro you always hated would feel so fucking good, but here you are!
steve chews on his bottom lip, half-lidded eyes watching you as your breasts bounce and sway in his face, his back arching a little at a particularly good thrust. "got such perfect boobs baby... pretty body for a very pretty woman... here, let's make you another level of sexy..."
your eyes roll back as his cock drags up and down your clenching walls, eyes closed and ears full of static.
meanwhile, steve's fingers play with the band of his hat and before you could guess, the feeling of a snapback was placed on your head, a little big on you but he clipped it to where he knew it would fit your head. some of his hair strands were in the hat, steve moaning low as the fishnet of the hat covers your hair, the hat slightly tipping with each bounce.
"there you go... sexy sexy fucking girl." he coos, his left hand going to your hip as his right hand goes upwards towards your neck. he cups your cheek and makes you look at him, his thumb dragging on your bottom lip.
"s-steve... oh goddddd... s'so big..." you whimper, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed.
he smiles, tapping his finger on your cheek as he watches the hat tilt back and forth. "i know it's big, but you're taking it just fine... now who's your daddy?"
"y-you are, steve." you whimper, a little bit embarrassed but mostly too cock drunk to even care at this point.
his smile becomes bright as he nods. "that's my good girl."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: a little sloppy but god damn, vol 2 knew damn well what they were doing putting steve in that fuckass baseball cap. it's so giving frat bro! steve, especially that scarf.
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I must find out who Nathan is. I must find out who tf Nathan is. What is happening. I am feral. Ohhh my god this slow burn is gonna kill me. But I know the payoff will be glorious. Plz tell me we get adult/future/married snippets of gator and Mercer?! This is def gonna be one of those fics where I read it over and over. Especially when they finally get together. And become physical. And everything couple like.
I do have a theory about Nathan. Lemme guess some good(?) guy her daddy approves of but let’s get real she won’t ever be with anyone cept gator 💁🏼♀️
⬆️ this has been me the entire time, writing mercy.
but seriously, i’m liiiiiiiiiiving for all of your questions because you’re asking all the right ones, my darling ;)
as much as i’d love to spoil some incredible future endgame Gator & Mercer… their marriage, their honeymoon years and eventual future family that they make together will just have to wait !!
huge love to my religion of a human @thecreelhouse for tagging me in this. i can finally give my unfinished docs a little moment to shine, along with unpublished chapters from my current ongoing fics.
rules: send me an emoji based on the lost below, and i'll drop a brief excerpt from the corresponding WIP for you :)
[anons welcome, always.]
FOR MY UNPUBLISHED FICS:
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at the château — Steve Harrington x Jonathan Byers x fem!reader
A crossover au inspired by Saltburn and Call Me by Your Name.
+inspo from Joe's theater performance as Melchior in Spring Awakening
Strangers to best friends to lovers. Summertime sadness slow burn. Angst and romance, smut-driven-plot and polyamory themes and schemes. Hella emo (no upside down tho, so hurray for no end-of-the-world). 18+
🗝️
Misselthwaite Manor — Mary Lennox x Dickon x Colin love triangle
A reimagined version of “The Secret Garden,” in which the characters all have various Stranger Things cast face cards (i.e. Joe Keery as Dickon Sowerby) plus other iconic face cards (i.e. Jacob Elordi as Colin Craven). 18+
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CHORDS — Steve Harrington x fem!Hopper!reader
Friends to college roommates to lovers. Slowburn, modern day. Angsty with humor. Romance. Smut with plot. Post-Upside Down (they won, it’s over, yay! ...and now, they’re all in the future). 18+
Told from second-person view, reader is Hopper’s older daughter.
Great blend of witty banter and hurt/comfort, coping from all the
upside down mayhem, post S5 universe.
Summary: The upside down is a thing of the past... literally. You're basically launched into the future like Marty McFly, and that means a shot at living a normal life is actually your new reality. All you ever wanted was to be a boring, broke college student with a little apartment all to herself, figuring out life one day at a time. Well, you're not broke (thanks, government hush-money!). You're the farthest thing from boring (hence: your life story). And you definitely don't live alone (cue: the best two roommates in the world, aka? Robin and Steve.)
...you also have a strange knack for managing rock bands.
Cue: the career you never saw coming. Managing your best friend's band, Corroded Coffin, after they skyrocket overnight.
FOR MY ONGOING PUBLISHED FICS:
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MERCY [Book Four, misc. chapter] — Gator Tillman x OC!fem!reader
A gritty slow burn childhood friends to lovers romance — fueled by angst, dark comedy, unhinged thrill-packed action and heavy smut with even heavier plot. Inspired by and based on Fargo, gone total teenage dirtbags into trauma strong icons. 18+
WIP Prompt: Daddy Mercer is back in the driver's seat, and he's got a 25-year plan to stick by.
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I SEE FIRE [Book Two, misc. chapter] — Steve Harrington x OC!fem!reader
A fever dream multi-crossover au inspired by Hunger Games and The Purge universes, merged with Stranger Things. 🏹
Hometown strangers to friends to lovers. Ultra dark heavy angst and hurt/comfort. Alternate universe -> upside down apocalypse.Suspense, dystopian game-of-survival plot with morbid humor sprinkled along the way. eventual plot-driven angsty smut (...but with hella plot). 18+
-> cynical!mean!Steve falls for angelic!fem!reader.
WIP Prompt: Trauma bonding was already bad enough the first time with Robin. Steve knows how that friendship ended. But he'll be damned if you end whatever the hell you two have going on now, just because he can't love you back the way you love him.
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OSWDLS — Steve Harrington x fem!Bauman!reader
enemies to lovers, heavy angst, hurt/comfort, upside down mayhem, S2-S4 -> post-S4/full-S5 universe hot-take, end-of-the-world / dystopian setting, ugly fights turned smut (...but with hella plot). 18+
WIP Prompt: Christmastime has never been something Steve gets to enjoy, and it certainly wasn't the most wonderful time of the year that he got to experience with any sense of childlike wonder. But then, at 22, he gets to spend it with you.
IF YOU GUYS DON’T HOP ON THIS TRAIN RN? You’re missing the hell out. Run, don’t walk.
Highly recommend you put 🩸 or 🏹 because they’re absolutely insane reads, and currently have me on the edge of my seat. But literally everything else, published or not, is a work of art by this stellar lady.
All of my fanfic recs, all my thoughts, all in one place.
You’re welcome in advance.
🍸 -> Take me to dinner first, get to know me.
🖤 Steve Harrington, Gator Tillman and Teacake are #1’s.
🩶 Madison Montgomery and Maddy Perez are my babes.
🤍 Steddie (or) Stonathan x fem!reader are my bi polygons.
Design by day, spiral by night. 🌀
If I’m not hosting the rooftop bar afterparty hang, then I’m probably in your fic notes. I collect dialogue like jewelry, give fanfic recs with my late-night thoughts, and have way too many opinions on character arcs.
Here's a list of fics that have me in a chokehold.
Steve Harrington
“Oh, So We Do Love Steve.”
🌀 written by @sheisjoeschateau
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> Okay, whoever didn’t think about giving Murray Bauman an actual niece on the show as Steve’s love interest (Duffer Bros, I’m lookin’ at you…) missed out on the ultimate shot at the best enemies-to-lovers onscreen romance. THIS SERIES IS CANON FOR ME. It’s ongoing, so I’m still in the midst of reading it. But just FYI? You won’t stop once you start. Angst, smut, funny af writing, best character arcs all around.
“Pray for the Night”
🌀 written by @upsidedownwithemmy
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> Unreal feels all around. As someone who can't stand being left hanging after a solid one-shot that never continued, this fanfic is the exception to my being the most needy person on planet earth. It's exactly the right length, and I felt every single second of the heat. Emmy is a jewel on here, and I've been reading her works for ages.
“Tell Me What You Need.”
🌀 written by @sheisjoeschateau
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> I’ve never in my life experienced the most in-depth friends with benefits to lovers whiplash in my entire f*cking life the way I did with this fic. Holy actual hell… This is the ultimate fwb-to-lovers angsty smut and p*rn with plot that I’ve read in the Steve Harrington fandom, and I’ve never loved a fem!Hopper!reader more than right here.
It's an extended one-shot, so DO NOT READ OUT OF ORDER.
Misha knocks this one outta the park.
“You Are My Sunshine”
🌀 written by @t-lostinworlds
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> I BAWLED LIKE A BABY. Straight up, this is the only hurt/no comfort fic that I'll ever be able to withstand (NGL, I mentally wrote the sequel in my head where the ending is happy -- but that's just my heart needing closure). Incredible writing. Strong, strong, strong storytelling. I fell so hard for Steve and this fem!reader. My soul died reading this, and I'd revive it *just* to kill it off all over again. Not for the faint of heart, so just read it if you like heartache and pain like no other.
“Competitively Stupid”
🌀 written by @t-lostinworlds
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> Fun?! Holy hot? Love the rivals to lovers energy in this one. Happy ending (big yay) but like sexy anxiety time here so yeah, go read and devour this one-shot because it's a gem.
[more coming soon]
Gator Tillman
“Mercy”
🌀 written by @sheisjoeschateau
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> Seriously, this is the best f*cking Gator Tillman fanfic series on the internet. No one look any further, this is the deep dive you’re after. For all you Gator Girlies: park it right here. You have officially arrived at your destination. Look no further.
You’ve got a bad boy who falls for the girl that he’s been stuck with since childhood, and used to dread having her around… only to keep lying to himself, pretending he still feels like that, when he’s falling more in love with her every GOTDAYUM day. You’ve got a *seemingly redeemable* Roy Tillman (I’ve never seen a fanfic writer give his character a “good spin” in any Gator fics on here…) whose job is to look after said girl, and has been since she was four years old... You’ve got THE BEST SUPPORTING CHARACTERS (and you wind up caring about all of them to a scary degree). It reads as a richly detailed novel but it’s so cinematic that you feel like you’re watching your favorite Netflix series in real time. Like, really. Whenever new chapters drop, I’m always shouting to myself, “MY FAVE SHOW’S ON!” 📺 and no one is gonna tear me away from it, until I’ve finished reading every single bit of it...
-> Full review here, via my reblog.
[more coming soon]
Steddie x fem!Reader
“Two Can Play”
🌀 written by @wonderlandwalker
MARGAUX’S REVIEW -> Hottest threesome fic I've reading a hottttt minute.
The dynamics between all the characters, Steve's dominant energy and possessive attitude, Eddie being a sexy flustered rocker dude, and the reader being so sub but badass and knowing her power with that bodayyyyy??? YEAHTHAT'S THE SPOT.
[more coming soon]
Special thanks to these sexy babes for the banners //
UNWELL. Those little cutie girls must be protected at all costs. Leslie and Kent? Well done. Brilliant parenting. Astonishing, really. Rosie, Iris and Beth, you're all perfect.
2. Cassandra Madison being a lowkey fan of Mercer bc she's twelve and wants to be cool even though she's already so cool.
Like this is so cute, why is Bill an ANGEL???
3. THE SCHULTE'S. My absolute icons.
Okay, but Linda? Is fabulous. I'm just saying that right now. And I know you've got Vera Farmiga as her face card which is a whole vibe, like this woman is just old money prim elegance and doesn't visibly emote... but this woman feels deeply, and so does her handsome boy.
Crawford Schulte is the most baby angel boarding school boy <3
4. ANDY JENKINS IN ALL HIS GLORY
Not Errol about to be worshipped in the middle of a local theatre lmfaooooooo (also, love that you used the actual actor's name from the film. Like, snaps to that.)
5. BARLOW REACTING TO ANDY >>>
This woman is a gift to this damn town, I swear. They're lucky to have her here because this woman clearly has lived the life of an icon... and somehow, out of all the damn places, landed in FARGO NORTH DAKOTA
6. ROY TILLMAN: The First Mountain that she's trusted
I'm being serious for a sec. I cried. Like, quietly and mindful and demure, sure. But I'm deadly serious when I say? I wept.
7. MY BOY WHO ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS
The slowburn that I am living for. This is HBO level phenomenal. Not gassing you up. THIS is what we all want on television.
This is plot development.
This is character development.
This is story progression in its finest form.
That's all for now, folks.
Catch you on the next episode of MISHA BREAKING OUR HEARTS
MARGAUX LMFAO I LOVE YOU
your top gif absolutely got me howling laughing like i need to save this to my permanent mercy gifset archives?!
the madison sisters are precious angel babies and they’re going to be protected at all costs, along with Bill and their parents. 💘💘
THE SCHULTE’S >> you’re absolutely spot on, no notes here.
ANDY JENKINS >> no shame whatsoever lmfao — and ahhh tysm Errol Sitahal made that role the most memorable role in childhood history
BARLOW’S REACTION TO ANDY 🤭🤭 she’s amused as hell and will never admit it but she is lmfao
ROY TILLMAN ⛰️🏔️🗻
he’s truly the first man that baby m’s ever trusted, and tbh the only one that she does. same as gator but like she’s so in love with him and it’s different but my god their whole dynamic and their history is so deep and dark and tragically beautiful
GATOR TILLMAN 🐊
your praise here made me emotional in the best of ways, tysm my sweet love 🥺 i just adore writing so much and taking my time with it so this means the world to me
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