• my name is jessica!!
• i love all things sturniolo, harry potter, marauders, marvel, and stranger things
• i’m a literacy&english freak and have been since highschool!!
• british, so some slang might not be correct for you - sorry :(
• remus lupin is my husband
i really hope you all enjoy my page, i’m not completely new to writing fan fiction, but i’ve never written on tumblr before this account! i used to have a wattpad account a while ago, though it never went that viral. if you like anything i mentioned, then i hope you’ll like my writingꨄ
masterlist here! (i know i’ve hardly written anything but i still wanted to make one for convenience<3)
bf!polymarauders x f!reader
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, reader is a pregnant teen
the four of you have sorted everything out with school and your pregnancy. now it’s time to tell mcgonagall. sirius is very dramatically jealous of remus.
pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4
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the next morning you knew you had to speak to mcgonagall. i mean, your boyfriends had agreed to it, and she could definitely help out.
so there you were, stood outside of her office. with a deep breath, you raised a fist to knock on the door — only it opened before you had the chance.
“come in,” minerva called from her desk without looking up at you.
“uhm.. hi, minnie can i talk to you?” you asked, stepping into the room awkwardly.
“of course, dear.” a gracious smile spread across her face. “black and potter aren’t in trouble, again?”
“no, no, nothing like that.” you chewed on the inside of your lip. “i just wanted a bit of advice.”minerva nodded, encouraging you.
“what would you recommend if i said i was pregnant?”
she froze for a minute. but then started to talk.
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it turned out that going to mcgonagall was perfect. she knew just what to say, and how to make you feel better. you walked back to your dorm, feeling a lot lighter, and possibly more excited about this pregnancy than you had been originally.
before reaching the common room, you got approached by dorcas, and a younger slytherin girl who you didn’t recognise.
“dorcas,” you greeted politely, to which she greeted you with your name back at you.
“how’ve you been?” you asked. she nodded, “pretty good. but hey.. i need to talk to you. i’ve heard a rumour.”
you instantly froze. did people already know about the pregnancy. “about me?” you asked.
“no, no. about sirius. apparently he’s dropping out of the quidditch team. though i’m not sure why it’s a big deal.”
you sighed of relief. “godric, you made it sound much worse,” she laughed and shook her head. “sorry, i didn’t mean to. but seriously, he okay? last time this happened.. it was to do with reg,”
you nodded, “he’s okay. i’ll talk to him.” the two of you continued in opposite directions.
arriving back at the common room shortly after, you were greeted by remus and lily sat studying. “hey you two.”
“oh, hi gorgeous, how was mcgonagall?” remus asked. “she was fine, really supportive, actually.” he nodded, “s’good. you going to your room?”
“yeah, i was gonna have a shower,” you replied. lily rolled her eyes, “oh, you’ll tempt him,” she muttered.
remus smirked, “want to?” he asked. “sure, if you’ll wash my hair. i’m feeling lazy.”
lily shut her textbook and giggled, “off with you two lovebirds then.”
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after remus washed your hair, you borrowed an oversized tshirt from james’ drawer and slipped into it, then went and sat with remus on his bed.
“where are james and sirius actually?” you asked, lifting a brow.
“dunno.. they left earlier.” remus said, pulling you onto his lap.
you bit your lip in thought. was it right to tell remus about the rumour about sirius?
“i think sirius is quitting quidditch,” you said after a minute. remus looked up at you in confusion. “really? why’s that?”
“it could be cause of me. but dorcas came up to me.. said she heard that people are acting like it’s a rumour.. i think people are blaming reg for it again.”
he kissed your neck. “m’sure it’s okay,” he mumbled against your skin. you giggled, “remus, i’m serious.”
“no, i’m sirius,” sirius chimed in from the door. you and remus both jumped.
“bloody hell! when did you get there?” he asked.
“like two seconds ago. my comedic timing is brilliant isn’t it?” he waggled his eyebrows and waltzed over to remus’ bed, sitting next to you two. “bit rude to get started without me and james, moony.”
“hey, how’d you know it wasn’t her?” remus asked.
“because i saw you start kissing her neck. plus, my sweetheart’s innocent now that she’s pregnant.”
you rolled your eyes, looking at him with a glare. “well when did you decide that?”
“just now, actually.” sirius grinned, then leaned over and pecked your lips.
“oh so now who’s getting started without james?” remus quipped.
“bugger off.”
a few seconds passed in silence, before remus cleared his throat, tilting his head towards sirius in a gesture to you. you nodded, knewing he wanted you to ask about quidditch.
“hey uhm.. sirius?”
“hm?”
“do you happen to be quitting quidditch?”
he winced, shutting his eyes. “who told you?”
“dorcas. she said it was spreading pretty quick.”
“well.. yeah, i decided yesterday. i was gonna tell you today.. i uh.. just wanna be here with you s’much as i can.”
remus snorted, “that’s so soppy. you’re adorable.”
“you’re lucky i love you, moony,” sirius said with a scowl. “anyway, yeah.. i just, i’m technically gonna be a dad. so is remus and james.. and you’re gonna be a mum, an awesome one by the way.. and i thought it was the mature thing to do.”
you rolled off remus’ lap to hug sirius. arms wrapped around his neck tightly, you dug your face into his chest. “i love you so much. you’re too sweet sometimes.”
“i know,” he responded. remus hit him on his back, “don’t let it get to your head, pads.”
“it definitely already has,” james chirped in — who had also randomly appeared at the door. you snorted from sirius’ chest.
“hey! what’re you all laughing at me for?”sirius said in false annoyance, barely holding back a laugh of his own.
james approached and squeezed onto the bed with the three of you. “hello my favourite people, i have missed you,” he said dramatically.
“where have you been?” you asked, lifting away from sirius and draping yourself over all three boys.
“out on a run,” he said with a grin.
“no wonder you stink.” sirius smirked. james rolled his eyes. “wanna shower with me then?
sirius looked at you and remus, and the two of you looked at each other. remus answered for you, “we already had one,”
“together?! without us? what a disgrace!” sirius said, pretending to faint. “c’mon prongs, i’ll shower with you, considering them two just clearly don’t care about us!” he skipped away to the dorm’s bathroom, pulling james with him.
james paused at the end of the bed. “you look cute in my shirt by the way, baby.” you smiled. “thanks, it smells nice. very you.”
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after the two of them had been gone for a good ten minutes, remus pulled your head up to look at him from your cuddling position.
“d’you think them two are jealous that the baby is mine?” he asked, caressing your jaw.
“no, i don’t think so. they seem okay. plus.. the four of us agreed to have a few kids in the future right?” he nodded.
“so.. i don’t know, i’ll have one by each of you by all means.” you smiled, then said, “then.. i don’t know, we’ll do a surrogate that looks like sirius or something,” to which you and remus both laughed. he connected your lips in a delicate kiss.
“i love you,” he murmured against your lips. “love you too, baby daddy.”
he groaned and pulled his mouth away. “not this again..” he shook his head before reconnecting your lips.
“oh for godric’s sake! prongs they’re doing it again!” sirius shouted from across the room.
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a/n: i really really like this chapter. get ready for a big time skip though cause now we’re gonna get into the pregnancy caring marauders<3
Can you do part 4 of Baby daddies with poly marauders during the experience or raising harry or both?
that’ll be i think part 7 or 8! my part 4 & 5 are started in my drafts right now, and they’re both like figuring things out during the pregnancy, then i’m also writing in one part about how reader like gets around looking after the baby during school, and then how they all finish school bla bla bla. i’m pretty sure i’ll do 7 or 8 as kind of like an epilogue where they’re looking after the baby, living together, and just living their happy lives after school! i could totally include harry a few years after though if i get to that point!!
bf!polymarauders x f!reader
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, reader is a pregnant teen
with prior help from pomfrey, you now know which one of your boyfriends is the biological dad of your baby. it turns out remus isn’t great in some serious situations after all.
pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4
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remus awoke with a squint, head feeling heavy, and the sound of distant murmurs filling his ears that he could only just make it out. when had he got to his bed? and who was in the room? he couldn’t remember anything after pomfrey’s words.
“so it’s definitely remus then? he’s the one?” james asked, or atleast remus thought it was james — he couldn’t tell.
“bloody hell, moony’s only gone and done it then. so the tosser passed out after pomfrey told you?” — definitely sirius.
“is he awake yet?” james asked, peeking around the door from the bathroom. “oh! you are! hi, you okay?” james asked, smiling ever so delicately.
“mhm.. just, head hurts.” remus gestured toward his forehead with his hands whilst sitting up in his bed. then you and sirius came out from the bathroom and sat on the end of the bed. leaving james stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.
“sooo..” sirius started, before pursing his lips. he looked around at the three of you, waiting for the right moment to say anything.
james sighed from behind him. “just say what you’re thinking, sirus.”
sirius nodded, keeping his lips pursed for a minute. when he opened his mouth to talk, you cut him off, “i want you all to know i’m not about this,” you mumbled.
“why would you be mad?” james asked, brows furrowed.
“because.. i’m pregnant in school? i don’t know.”
the three of them nodded, and remus reached to grab your hand. “i’m not mad that it’s me, either, y’know. just shocked, s’all.”
sirius snorted. “yeah, just a bit.” to which remus rolled his eyes.
“how we gonna sort this out then?” james asked, finally coming over and also taking a seat on remus’ bed.
“sort what out?” sirius questioned.
“us.. the baby, you, him, her, me.. lessons? ..are we gonna live together? and what about—“
“okay, okay. everyone calm down,” you said, sharing a gentle look with all three of your boyfriends. “i’m gonna talk to the girls tonight. and i’m thinking about going to mcgonagall tomorrow.”
“mcgonagall?! are you bloody mad?” sirius asked, face feigning shock.
“i know she’ll help. and.. it’s not like she doesn’t know that this.. is a thing.” you offered, nodding your head at the four of you.
“she’s right, pads,” james said. he rubbed his forehead and pushed his glasses up his nose. “mcgonagall could be really helpful. like.. we could maybe get a bigger dorm, and she could get some time off school while she needs it, but still living here so that we can help out.. and.. whatever else we need.”
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after a very long conversation, you decided to return to your own dorm to tell the girls the final news, and update lily on remus — and your plans to tell mcgonagall in the morning.
the second you opened the door, mary pulled you over to your bed, where marlene was waiting. “lily has told us that you have something to tell us,”
“lils, i told you that you could just tell them that—“
“no, it’s yours to tell!” she chimed in from her bed, shutting her book. “i wouldn’t want to steal your spotlight. s’not fair.”
“okay, uhm.. thank you, then.” you cleared your throat awkwardly, looking between mary and marlene.
“so basically..” you took a deep breath, “i’m pregnant and remus is the dad,” you said quickly. then all the questions fired at once:
“huh?” marlene asked, tilting her head.
“did you just say pregnant?” from mary
then lily, “and wait, remus?! seriously, i thought it’d be sirius!”
“no, remus makes sense!” mary said. she smiled sweetly. “i’m so incredibly happy for you, love. wait, you are happy right?”
“yes. i’m thrilled.” you answered without hesitation.
“good.. we’re all here for you, throughout this awesome journey.”
lily skipped over to your bed and crushed you all with a jump, “group hug!”
“lily, NO!” marlene squealed.
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a/n: i am so incredibly sorry with how long this has took me to post. i have been SOO inactive cause i was reading tcoptp again. hopefully like 2 other parts coming this week???
"I just think it's statistically improbable that you don't have a type," Sirius said, dangling his legs over the armrest of the sofa and tossing a crumpled piece of parchment into the fire.
"I don't," Remus said calmly, not looking up from his book.
"Everyone has a type! James likes people who hate him. Pete likes anyone who gives him the time of day. I like..." Sirius waved a hand vaguely. "Well. Anyway. What's yours?"
Remus sighed, finally marking his page and looking up. "Fine. Dark hair. Ridiculously dramatic. Comes with a truly terrifying amount of family trauma."
Sirius went completely still. Remus’s stomach dropped as he watched the gears turn in Sirius's head. What the fuck had he done. Remus stopped breathing, bracing for the worst as Sirius leaned across the sofa, his eyes wide and horrified.
"Merlin," Sirius breathed. "You're in love with Snape."
Remus stared at him for five long, agonizing seconds.
The panic instantly evaporated, replaced by a profound, heavy disbelief. Remus looked into Sirius's wide, genuinely horrified eyes, wondering how it was mathematically possible to fall so desperately in love with someone so incredibly stupid.
He slowly picked his book back up and found his paragraph. "Yeah, Sirius. I am madly in love with Severus Snape. You figured it out. Please don't tell James, it would destroy him."
I think ao3 is literally the only site where no censorship means no censorship. you can post the most vile things on there — things that will get taken down on any other platforms — and ao3 will protect you, your works, and your rights to create whatever you want, however you want.
and no, this isn’t me saying “write that messed up, disgusting thing” because while, yes, write it if it’s what you want (I myself enjoy writing dark fics, something I believe would be considered “vile” to a lot of people), this is me saying in a world of censorship and capitalism, ao3 really is a treasure.
dustin henderson x f!reader
warnings: brief mentions of sex? nothing else<3
( also this is obviously written about the epilogue, and nobody in this is underage!! - reader and dustin are both in their mid/early 20s! this was just a cute little thought i had😭😭)
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movie night became a tradition for dustin and steve ever since they lived in the same town again, and dustin wasn’t in school anymore.
“so.. how are things going with the girlfriend?” steve asks, throwing a piece of popcorn in his mouth. “how long’s it been?”
dustin smiles instantly at the thought of you, “amazing! well, she’s amazing.. things are.. normal. and it’s been like.. 7 months.. what about you?”
steve smiles. “what about me?” dustin shrugs. “well, how’s married life?”
“perfect, yeah. absolutely perfect.”
“is having kids weird now?”
“nope, i love it.” steve says, grinning widely. “i feel so responsible in a way. i don’t know, man.. like.. i was totally made for it. and i’m already halfway to my goal of six.. if i can convince the missus.” he shrugs.
“cool,” dustin says, but he seems slightly awkward. “can i ask something?”
“yeah, ‘course dude. you okay?” steve raises an eyebrow.
“how do i do it right?”
“do what right?”
“steve, dude.”
“ohhhhh- shit. are you? like.. sex? you think you two are.. ready for that?”
dustin cringes. “i don’t know? that’s why i’m asking you, man. you’re good at this stuff.”
“i wouldn’t really say that since highschool.. but.. okay, fine. i’ll help.” he sighs, “well.. is there a reason why you’re holding it off?”
“no, no! i just.. god, i’m nervous. please help.”
hours passed, and popcorn was eaten — and in that time, steve had somewhat managed to give decent advice to dustin. they had walked to the front door. steve put a hand on dustin’s shoulder. “you’ll let me know how it goes, right? if anything happens?”
dustin nods. “yeah, of course. tell mrs harrington i said thank you for the amount of popcorn she made us.”
“will do.”
dustin got home quickly, finding you watching something on tv in the living room. “hey,” he says with a sigh.
“hi, you okay? how was steve?” you ask, smiling up at him from your spot on the couch.
“yeah, yeah. he was good. uh, i’m gonna go take a shower.. then maybe we could hang out for a bit?”
“sure thing, baby,” you respond, but dustin was practically already halfway up the stairs. you let out a snort to yourself and set your focus back to the tv.
meanwhile, dustin was about a million percent sure all of his organs were failing. if this was 10 years ago, and they still had walkie talkies — this would’ve been a code red. he took a shower, like he said and then went downstairs in some fresh clothes. matching pyjama pants to yours, and a random oversized shirt he found.
you smiled up at him, saying “hey, i was wondering how long you were gonna be. come sit. what did you wanna do?”
“huh?” he asks as he sits down.
“you said you wanted to hang out.”
dustin panics instantly but tries to look unbothered. “ohhh.. right, right. i did say that, didn’t i?”
you raise an eyebrow, reaching out and rubbing his arm. “you okay? you seem really stressed.”
“i’m fine i just.. i was thinking that maybe tonight is uh.. the night.”
you smile softly. “yeah? okay, then. whatever you want. but again, don’t feel rushed. there’s absolutely no rush. i am in no place to make decisions for you.”
he let out a big breath of air that he didn’t know he was holding. “okay, can we actually just watch a movie instead? i don’t think i’m ready for this.”
“again? you just watched one at steve’s,” you tease with a giggle. “only kidding. course we can, c’mere,” you say, and you press a soft kiss to his cheek - cuddling up to his side. dustin smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist.
you were right. with the two of you, there was absolutely no rush.
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a/n: this has been sat in my drafts for an age (a long with many other things) but i don’t have any finished parts of my poly marauders series ready to post and i haven’t posted in a while so you guys can have this & also thought this was super sweet
bfpoly!marauders x f!reader
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, mentions of sex(not explicitly), reader is a pregnant teen, i think that’s it!
after telling your boyfriends you might be pregnant, you decide to tell your best friend, lily. after this, you go to find out which one of your boyfriends’ the baby actually belongs to.
pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4
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it was a really nice afternoon to be getting icecream — thank godric — all four of you needed it after the stressful discovery. so you all went and sat in at the parlour, before walking around the rest of hogsmeade. james was the one who treated you and bought your icecream, then remus bought you a sugar quill, and of course sirius; because he wanted to show off, bought you a new pair of shoes.
so when you came in to your dorm with a few bags, all the girls looked at you with raised eyebrows. marlene giggled, “someone’s had a shopping trip.”
you huffed and flopped down on your bed. “shut up.”
“what’s the reason for this one?” lily asked. you responded with a small, ‘hm?’ under your breath. “they never take you shopping for no reason.”
“nothing. no reason. they just wanted to go to hogsmeade.”
mary raised an eyebrow, “oh yeah? they just really wanted to go. god, you’re a lucky woman.”
her and marlene eventually left the room in giggles, but lily wasn’t laughing. “is something wrong? you’re acting.. off,” she points out. walking over to sit next to you on your bed.
“lils, you can’t tell absolutely anyone this.” you sit up to be face to face with her.
“won’t. i swear. tell me.”
“i might be pregnant,” you say quietly, looking at her face for her reaction. she stayed quiet for a minute.
“wow. really? i mean, i’d say that’s great. but are you happy about it? if you are, then that’s amazing!”
she grins, and you grin back. “yeah, i’m pretty happy. i told the boys earlier today.. they wanted to treat me to ice cream.. well, jamie did.”
lily nods. “so, who’s actually is it?”
you shrug, replying, “i don’t know yet. we’re gonna go to pomfrey this evening and do one of those like.. magical DNA tests. you know how muggles can check once the baby’s born? apparently there’s a spell where you can check before i’ve even given birth.”
“how does that work?” she asks.
“i have no idea.”
she raises her eyebrows, “wow, magic is amazing. wish i’d known everything about it sooner.” she shakes her head. “anyway, so like.. i’m assuming you like.. have unprotected sex with all three of them then?”
with a huff, you respond “not all the time! we always use the charm! i just.. last time we must’ve.. forgot. i don’t know, it’s usually sirius that gets caught up and forgets to do it.”
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later that evening, you headed up to the boys’ dorm and knocked on the door.
james swung the door open with a delicate smile. “baby, hi, you okay?”
“yeah, i’m fine.”
“not feeling ill? any stomach pains? headaches?” he questioned, holding your face in his hands and gently pulling you into the room.
“oh james, give over, stop ambushing her,” sirius said from behind him. remus snorts.
“i’m fine, genuinely. just i wanted to ask uhm.. do any of you want to come with me to see madam pomfrey?”
“do you want us to come?” remus asks, shrugging.
“well, i don’t want to go by myself, but if you guys would feel left out if you don’t all come then lils could always go with me. i told her today.”
sirius hummed. “oh yeah, how’d that go?”
“good. really good. she’s super happy for me, and she promised to help a bunch.”
they all nodded. remus smiled at you. “i don’t mind coming with you, i promise not to react too dramatically- no matter the results.”
“okay. is that fine with you two?” james and sirius both nodded. remus stood up and walked over to you.
“let’s get going then. alright? you two behave.” he kissed james’ head, sending sirius a wink before grabbing your hand to lead you out of the room.
the two of you walked in mostly silence down towards the hospital wing, and then when you got close to the corridor, he stopped. you raised a brow.
“remus, you okay?”
“i just want you to know that i mean what i said about.. reacting to the results. as much as i.. well, y’know.. hope it’s me..” he licked his lips, reaching out to brush hair behind your ear. “i don’t mind at all if it ends uo being james’ or sirius’. we’re in this together, okay? the four of us.” he pressed a delicate kiss to your lips.
“plus, if what we talked about last year still goes for offers and we do have multiple kids in the future.. that’ll.. happen, and then.. y’know, they’ll be biologically different but they’ll still be ours and-” he rambles, and it’s obvious to you now that he’s slightly nervous.
you put your hand up to stop him. “it’ll be okay, babe,” you assure.
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you sat with madam pomfrey for about 10 minutes, discussing the situation, and she listened very intently. eventually, she brings you over to a cabinet in the corner. she hands you a muggle pregnancy test.
“now, we need to know if you are actually pregnant first. go and take this test. shouldn’t be a minute. i’ll wait here.”
you nod, and she lets you go into a small bathroom within the hospital wing. weird – you didn’t even know this was here. after taking the test, you come out the bathroom, smiling nervously at remus and walking over to pomfrey.
she looks at the test and then with a flick of her hand — two lines appeared. “oh, perfect. congrats, dear.” she pats your shoulder.
“now, i’m going to need you to sit still for a few minutes, alright? i’ve only done this spell a few times, so i might be a bit slow,” she says gently.
remus reaches out to hold your hand, rubbing his thumb back and forth reassuringly. “i’m with you the whole time.”
after a few minutes, she nods and smiles politely. “so.. i think, now to get the results, you just need to think super hard and, well, it’ll be like you just knew already. if the spell has worked, that is.”
“that’s it?” you ask.
“yes, dear. if the spell has worked, your brain should now know who this special baby belongs to.”
“okay.. i think i do know who it is.” you say, with a slow nod, closing your eyes.
“who then?” remus asks, squeezing your hand.
“it’s… well, i’m pretty sure it’s you, remus.”
his grip on your hand slowly loosened, and before you could say anything else – remus had collapsed to the floor.
like domesticated sleepy haired joe with an eight month old on his hip. freshly changed diaper as they both come down to the kitchen with hair that looks the exact same. stuck up in the same spots. same hazel eyes to squinted from sleep.
shirtless joe with his chest hair on display. the trail of dark hair disappearing into the waistband of his pajama pants.
and obviously he calls you mama.
“good morning, mama.” he mutters and presses a kiss to your temple.
the little one is already reaching for you.
“everyone just wants mommy when they’re sleepy, huh?” you mutter playfully as you take the baby and he nuzzles into your neck. your hand rubbing up and down his back. “you two look more and more alike every day.” you mutter after a moment as you look over at joe.
he’s already making a cup of coffee for himself. he glances over to you at your words. like he doesn’t quite believe them or maybe he’s proud of it. either way, a smile tugs at his lips.
“i love it.” you add as you kiss the baby’s soft hair and bounce him playfully as you walk around the kitchen. “my little monster is so handsome.”
joe watches you make the baby laugh as you dip him and pick him back up again. he’s got this fond expression on his face. one that’s like ‘yeah, that’s my person’.
reader meets the party - must read part one first! part one here
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you dragged steve down the stairs enthusiastically, obviously very excited to finally be able to introduce yourself to his friends.
“baby- baby, slow down,” he says, pulling you to a halt.
“what?” you ask.
“just.. don’t.. freak out if they decide to quiz you. i have a feeling they will,”
“i’ll be fine, cmon!” you tried to pull him again but he stopped you.
“i’m serious. like, obviously be yourself but try not to react if they come on a bit heavy,” he says, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your head.
“okay. okay.”
when you walked in the room, eyes flew straight to you.
“holy shit, you’re gorgeous!” robin says, wide eyes scanning you up and down. then she looked at steve with a look that said ‘you managed to pull this girl?’ , to which he rolled his eyes.
“okay, everybody, this is my girlfriend.”
“what’s your name?” dustin asked, smiling at you.
you say your name quietly, suddenly feeling embarrassed at all the eyes on you.
“how long have you been with harrington?” murray asks.
“oh uh.. five months? six maybe?” you say with a small smile, looking at steve for confirmation. he nods. “yeah, five or six months.”
everyone in the room is still focused on you. “so.. i’m guessing you like bruce springsteen?” mike asks to fill the silence. you instantly perked up at the mention of music.
“oh, i love springsteen! i’m obsessed with the river, it’s my favourite album, as you can probably tell from today’s events.”
“what other music do you like?” robin asked.
the room softened into lots of excited chatter about you, your life, you and steve, even max requesting a hair tutorial - and what products you used - for about an hour or two.
hopper did say that the meeting would be rescheduled - and that it was okay to digress for now, so everyone just took that as the opportunity to turn this meeting into more of a get together.
one of the kids ordered pizza and begged steve to pay for it, people found drinks in his kitchen, too. even the adults were letting loose a little.
you found steve in the kitchen. “hey, steve?” you ask quietly, cornering him in and wrapping your arms around his neck. “what?”
“i think i could get used to your friends.”
he smiles. “yeah, baby? well, i think i could get used to you being around with them a lot more, too.”
“i like the sound of that.”
“you do?” steve asks, carressing the side of your face. you nod, leaning up to kiss him.
“i love you, and your weird friends.” you both laugh.
“okay, they’re not weird—“
“sure!” you replied, silencing him with another kiss. his hands slipped down to your hips and you deepened the kiss by slipping your tongue into his mouth.
robin walked in at that moment. “eww, keep the pda to a minimum. i need to steal you, anyway.”
steve pulled away with a huff, then raised an eyebrow, “me? what do you need me for?”
“not you, dingus. her. the cool one who actually appreciates good music.”
you smile at steve, “sorry, baby. duty calls. whatever that duty is,” you say with a wink before skipping off with robin.
steve has a girlfriend that the party doesn’t know about. unfortunately, when your love for singing along to bruce springsteen doesn’t come in handy — the secret might not be a secret much longer.
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steve had told you that just for this evening, you had to be quiet. he had people over - the party. well he called them his friends, but in reality - they were a bunch of kids (who didn’t know about your existence yet.)
okay, there were other members of the so called ‘party’ that were actually his age, or older. like robin! she was awesome. so what if you hadn’t ever spoke to her? she was still awesome.
earlier…
“look, i’m sorry baby. but this thing kind of is a secret, you know that i-“
you cut steve off with a hand in the air. “yes, i get it. i get it. we can’t tell anyone cause it’s too complicated right now. it’s fine. i’ll just.. put on my walkman really loud for a few hours, til i run out of albums to listen to.”
he sighs sweetly, hugging you. “i’m gonna miss you.”
“i’ll be right upstairs,” you say with a giggle.
“yeah but i gotta pretend you don’t exist.” he presses a few kisses to your neck.
“still upstairs.”
“shut up,” he said, tapping your ass playfully.
“hey!”
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so now, you were in steve’s bedroom. you just heard a car park up outside, so you locked the door - like promised - and grabbed a few of your cassettes from one of steve’s drawers.
your issue now, was that you somehow only just realised you left your walkman downstairs. in the kitchen. damnit.
you sighed, flopping back onto steve’s bed. all the voices from downstairs were just audible, so it was obvious people were arriving. how the hell were you gonna sit in silence for a whole three or four hours? then your eyes flicked to steve’s boombox that was on his bedside table. bingo.
after selecting an album, putting it in, and skipping to your favourite, track 6 — hungry heart, on the river by bruce springsteen — you were very pleased, for a second. then loud music began to play. very loud. much louder than you expected, actually. “shit,” you say to yourself, instantly panicking and trying to turn down the volume.
it was that moment you remembered what steve said the other week. “hey, do you think you could look at my boombox for me? the volumes broken, i can’t turn it down from full.”
“sure thing baby,” you had said with a smile - but of course you hadn’t looked at it because you would’ve actually remembered if you did.
eventually you gave up, and thought - you may aswell make the most of it if they can already hear your music.
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meanwhile, downstairs..
everyone had gathered in the living room, using a random whiteboard that hopper had brought to discuss ideas and plans. and while hopper was mid sentence, the loud intro drums of hungry heart interrupted him.
the moment everyone heard music, eyes flicked to steve. his eyes widened, and he certainly regretted offering his house as a meeting place in that moment.
“sorry guys uh.. my boombox is faulty.. it does that sometimes,” steve states unconvincingly.
robin glares at him, “i didn’t know you liked bruce springsteen.”
he opened his mouth, and yet no excuse came out - because then he heard the situation get even worse - you singing.
“oh jesus,” he groans, hiding his face in his hands.
“harrington, are you aware that somebody is in your house, or is there an intruder?” hopper asks, shaking his head.
“yeah uh.. one of my friends is up there. sorry guys.” steve still hadn’t taken his head out of his hands. he was mortified that everyone would find out like this.
the kids all found this hilarious, clearly, as they started giggling to eachother. dustin leaned over and whispered, “that’s a girls voice, do you have a girlfriend i need to know about?”
“no, no.. nope. definitely no girlfriend.”
dustin gasps, “OH MY GOD STEVE HAS A GIRLFRIEND!”
“i- no- dude what the hell?!”
everyone just stayed quiet. well, you didn’t- you were still singing your heart out up there.
“I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love, I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstown again..”
“okay, so she might not be your girlfriend - but whoever that is has a beautiful singing voice,” robin said, ending the awkward silence.
“thanks for that input,” murray says sarcastically.
“alright, guys can we get back to the focus of the meeting?” hopper asked, clearly starting to get irritated now.
“i’m honestly more interested in the mystery ‘hungry heart’ girl,” lucas says. max hits him “hey, i didn’t mean it like that! i just want to know who she is.”
“harrington, go get your girlfriend so that we can carry on with the meeting.”
“okay, fine.” steve complies, already leaving and going upstairs.
he knocks on the door, since he knows its locked. “hey baby it’s only me can i come in?”
you unlocked the door, and smiled at him. “are they gone already? that was so quick! i didn’t even get through one song!” you skip across the room, reaching to turn the music off.
“uhh.. no, about that.. hopper wants to come you downstairs.”
“what?!” you ask, snapping your head back to look at him.
“what can you expect? why did you do that? with the music.. and the singing?” he replies, gesturing vaguely with his hand at the boombox.
“i forgot my walkman. and then also forgot your boombox was broken. and i just.. thought i may aswell sing and stuff if everyone could already hear my music,” you say, frowning. you felt guilty now, steve was obviously slightly embarrassed. “did i embarrass you?”
“no, no, it’s not you that’s embarrassed me.. like, i’m not embarrassed of you. i- i don’t.. i didn’t really want everyone to find out like this.” he sighs. steve grabs out for your waist and pulls you towards him.
he gently brushes hair from your face. “but i’d never be embarrassed of you baby,” he says, kissing your nose, “never.”
“okay, cool. let’s hope i made a good first impression then!” you say, instantly walking out of the room and pulling him a long with you.
okay guys right hear me out on this one. but i had this idea for like a series/au, i have no idea how long it’d be. but, i can adapt it in any way for you guys if you’d like to read it!
so, it starts as reader in the harry potter universe, it could be marauders or harry potter based (whatever majority would want - but i was thinking marauders so that she could be all 70s style, and has like no idea about any of the newer technology in the future times) and she gets given like a time turner that someone has put a curse on. little does she know, that when she goes forward/back in time, she swaps universes. so she could get sent to the 80s and then be in stranger things, then in the 2010s and she’s in the marvel universe. and so on and so on. i could literally include like any universes that people wanted in this, so would anyone like to read this?
i could literally include so many ships as well, like if reader were to stay in any of the universes she could like.. briefly date people/flirt with them? (if that sounds interesting) also, if you’d like an age for her to be? i was thinking maybe like 19/20 so she’s like very fun and doesn’t really care about anything.
this idea came to me in the shower so i don’t know if it’s any good, but please let me know! also, if anyone has ideas for a name for this series, send them my way!! i also have no idea if anything like this has been done before, if it has i didn’t know!
