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[rollinggirl1980]

Imagine being tired of your parents and friends who keep asking when you'll find a boyfriend, so you decide to pick someone you know they won't approve of. You ask Billy/Steve/Eddie to be your fake boyfriend with the offer to pay him weekly and pay for dates.

But during the few months,he takes the role more and more serious, especially your last week together. He pays for the date and gives you a wink. "Its your last date, the least I could do is pay"

It breaks his heart that you two will be going your separate ways, part of him loved being the reasons for your laugh and joy.

[intothemoshpit]

𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞...

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warnings: random headcanons that I think are acceptable. 18+ content mentioned. just too much things to list so be cautious if you're easily triggered and such.

6.8.22, unedited.

sorry for any errors below.

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DATING BILLY HARGROVE WOULD INCLUDE

in the beginning...

him being a dick. when if he decides to date you, he obviously likes you a lot; blondie has made himself a reputation of being a whore and sleeping with people girls like they're a brand new comforter bought for the winter season. but, even so, I don't think he'd bring his walls down right away. he wouldn't be a complete ass, but his attitude his always show off-ish and tone can be quite hard at times.

random mood swings. due to the fact that billy has dealt with both physical and mental abuse, I think it's safe to say his mental health has been impacted greatly from that and has led him to develop mental illness(es) of his own. can't say for sure what, but anger plays a big role in it. he'll definitely snap at you over the littlest things at first.

constant arguments. If you're more closed off, shy and rather not indulge in anything involving shouting, I don't see you stirring the pot more than it already has been. in fact, you get rather shook up and jumpy whenever billy starts shouting over small things. however, if you're the opposite, then I can see things getting bad. nothing physical would happen, but I do believe things can get broke in the heat of the moment.

anxious smoking. since his emotions and thoughts would be bottled up, and he feels as if he can't talk to anyone, including you, he'd always have a lit cigarette to his lips to calm his anxieties. most of the time he chain smokes because of this.

refusing affection. I don't see him giving into any of your touches, at first, unless it's to make out or possibly move further. he releases his anger that way. with other touches, such as hugs, he recoils because he hasn't had someone touch him like that since his mom passed.

random side eyes. since billy knows he isn't the greatest person to be with, he always feels immense guilt after arguments or snapping out on you. he tends to give you side eyes and brief glances, while considering an apology.. maybe something more. of course, nothing ever goes further than that.

little pda at school. while we know hargrove loves to touch and show off anything that's his, when it involves a fresh relationship, I just don't think he'd be too romance-y and such at first. of course, I see him having a hand in your back pocket upon first entering the school, but once you two split for classes that would be done with until you two are alone again. and, perhaps throughout the day, he'd give you a tiny peck on the lips two or three times.

him being overly jealous. he still lets you have your own freedom, as in he's not up your ass about everybody, but if someone even speaks to you in a slightly flirtatious manner, he's by your side with a sickly sweet smile, silently fuming, with a hand wrapped around your waist. I think I can all say he won't necessarily make a scene unless the person doesn't take a hint and back off.

questioning your whereabouts. if you leave his side after school, not to go back to your own place, billy has the habit of questioning where you're going. it may come off as toxic, maybe it is but in reality he's worried... and kind of insecure, but you didn't hear it from me. this also connects with just any time you aren't with him, or by his side; expect phone calls to your house.

later on...

he doesn't yell at you as much. while I very much think billy has anger issues, and mood swings and sometimes can't control, I can see him realizing later on just how badly he mistreats you and picks fights. he'll slowly start to catch himself mid-yell and stop, before walking off to go have a cigarette to calm his nerves. the days also seem to carry on more peacefully; more with him starting to come around, and less arguments.

talking with you. before, billy would just smoke twenty-four-seven to the point where the ashtray would be filled with eight butts within twenty five minutes. later on, though, he cuts down on smoking - deciding that maybe, if he verbalizes to you what's wrong, he'll become less snappy. it works most of the time... but he's extremely awkward with speaking about his feelings and problems, so expect pauses in between.

being more physically loving. billy will definitely come around at some point and let you touch him. maybe it still does make him slightly uncomfortable, but after a bit he becomes touch starved and often finds himself either laying his head in your lap, so you can play with his hair, or he finds every excuse to hug you from behind. it's definitely a turn around, not that your complaining though.

apologizing more. he, in fact, is not too good with apologies. billy gets real awkward and tends to trip up, and word things wrong. but I definitely think, at some point, he gets better with it; would sometimes pair the apology with a small gift, like a stuffed animal or your favorite flower. or, even, he might show you he's sorry by physical convincing you with sweet yet alluring kisses.

more pda in public. by time he's come around to be a better boyfriend, I already see you both out of high school. this means less small pecks in the hallways, and more hand holding and shared kisses at the pool, and other public places. usually, at the pool, billy will take you off guard when you're searching for him and wrap his arms around you from behind. this follows up with him lifting you off the ground, and twirling you around until you get done screaming your head off. expect him to try and push you into the pool once or twice, too. out of there, he often holds your hand; caressing his thumb over your knuckles absentmindedly as an instinct to make sure you're alright. more physical teasing tends to be shared as well, because he just loves making you flustered.

less controlling and more trusting. while billy would still get jealous at times, he'll loosen up at some point and not question where you're going. the only way he would, is if it's suspicious; you leaving in a rush and not mentioning for what, as an example. I also see him, at some point, giving a very bad apology about being a dick about questioning you in the past. the fact that you won't be too bothered by it at that moment in time, will ease him and make him put more faith into you.

him taking care of you. we all obviously see billy ass this tough guy who who's one massive asshole. but, even though that is kind of true, I don't think he'd be the kind of boyfriend that lets his girlfriend's wounds go untreated. if you get into a fight or an accident happens, involving physical injury, I see this man becoming insanely worried on the inside and instantly pulling you to the bathroom. your set onto the sink, and only seconds later would your wounds be addressed. as a bonus, if it involves a fight, expect him to go after that person.

being protective. billy has a thing where he refuses to let people mess with what's his. he's very protective of you, so if the wrong guy says the wrong comment, expect a fight to break out. or if a jealous bitch says something way out of their range, expect him to go off with his own out of pocket comment. he doesn't let anyone pick on you, and he sure as hell will go ballistic if another human being touches you in anyway without your consent.

him sprouting random ideas when high. for some reason, I see blondie as a goofy dude when he's on cloud 9. he'll speak shower thoughts, things he's just never said out loud before but would surface due to his brain being elsewhere. in my head, he'll definitely mention getting matching tattoos more than once - however, since he's gonzo, he'll suggest the dumbest shit. you always bring it up later on just to tease him, and he becomes a pouty bitch that gives you the silent treatment.

him meeting your family. when this option hits the table, he's not too thrilled at first; hargrove just isn't too good with families, so meeting his partner's would be... awkward. very tense, in his mind. though, I do see him trying his best to be good. to your guardian(s), if they're nothing like his father is, I can see him attempting to strike an actual conversation with them to possible get on their good side. he won't suck up, but he'll definitely be out of character. if you have any younger siblings, billy will definitely make an effort to get along with them and maybe form a small bond.

him making up with max. this alone would be a difficult subject for him. in order for him to do this, he'd have to explain everything to her.. which he wasn't okay with doing at first. after some convincing from you though, and shared kisses and praising words, he finally gives in. it's kind of sloppy, and billy messes up with his wording a few times, but eventually he explains to max why he was such an asshole to her. in the end, the two become acquaintances that soon lead up to a beautiful friendship.

I feel like there is way more that can be said, but for now I'll leave this here. I think I pretty much summed it up how I see billy as a partner. hopefully, it's not too bad.

[constellationsreid]

I love the thought of you dating Billy and growing a very good and close relationship with Max and Billy is just in awe

okay but YES i love this (i'm writing this as a short little headcanon piece, but i'd be more than happy to write a full fic for it too if you want! just lemme know <33)

so everyone knows billy doesn't like his step sister

or at least, that's what everyone thinks

in reality, billy keeps her at arms length. it's easier for him to protect her that way

you know about the infamous siblings, billy seemed to make everyone's head turn whenever he walked down the school hallway

and it wasn't until you were paired together for an english project that you actually spoke to billy

and you were shocked

bc he was funny. like actually funny, he had you laughing so hard that your ribs hurt

he invites you over to his house later that week to work on the project, and you agree

much to everyone's judgement at school, friday afternoon you jump into the passenger side of his car and take him up on his invite

when you get there, max is sat in the living room

billy ignores her and she ignores him, but you don't

"hey, are those the new xmen comics?" you ask, kneeling down to look at the comics she had spread out on the coffee table

both max and billy freeze, clearly neither of them expecting you to talk to her

"yeah, i got them the other day, i haven't had a chance to read them yet though" she says

"i love storm, i think she's my favourite xmen" you tell max, to which she eagerly replies "she's one of my favourites too!"

billy's still frozen in place, watching the two of you talk about xmen (something he knew nothing about)

but for the first time since they had moved to this god forsaken town, he saw max smile. actually smile

"i know some kids in your grade who are massive nerds too, you should totally hang out with them sometime," you tell her, thinking of the gang of kids you used to babysit

"oh, you mean dustin and his friends? we're friends too!" max tells you, grinning

again, billy can do nothing but watch in awe as max launches into a story about their shenanigans at school, stopping to grin every few minutes

you give max your full attention, letting her talk for a good 10 minutes before billy eventually buts in

"c'mon, we have a project to start," he says, not unkindly, as you wave goodbye to max

that wasn't the last time you would speak to max, or visit their house, much to your surprise

after the school project was handed in, you and billy found yourselves hanging out more and more

he would pick you up for school and drop you off and one gloomy, rainy, tuesday afternoon, he leans over the console to kiss you goodbye

and you don't say anything in the moment. you're too shocked, you leave his car wordlessly as you walk to your front door

unofficially, that was your first kiss

although billy likes to pretend it was the next kiss you had, the one under the stars, on the bonnet of his car, only a few days later

you were more surprised than anyone at the turn of events

but you weren't mad about it, you had been harbouring feelings for billy for weeks

the next time you're at his house, you find max outside on her skateboard, trying to balance herself and keep steady

"hey max!" you call out

she waves at you, before falling backwards off the board

you turn and tell billy "gimme a minute" and run over to max

"d'ya want some help?" you ask, helping her back on her board

she looks back towards billy and hesitates

"don't worry about him, i won't let him say anything," you smirk at her, ignoring the complaint from billy behind you

she agrees and lets you help her, laughing when you jokingly flipped billy the bird

even though you and billy had plans that afternoon, you spent a good few hours with max, helping her balance on her skateboard

billy spent the entire time sitting on his car, chainsmoking and watching the two of you

he wouldn't ever admit it, not to you, or even himself, but he loved max

and seeing her this happy as she joked and laughed with you, made his heart swell

he never gave either of you a hard time about hanging out again after that afternoon

sometimes you'd come over to see max or give her a lift somewhere, or read comics with her

billy loves it

almost as he loves you

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[rollinggirl1980]

What do I think falling in love with Billy feels like?

It's like being stuck in a storm while your stuck at sea,The water came gushing down like a waterfall where your barely able to see what lies ahead.. The merciless winds causing the enormous waves to crash down on you nearly throwing you overboard.

Once the storm has died down.

Beautiful colour which seems to be a mix of orange and pink fills the dark blue sky as the storms seems to start settling down. gentle summer breeze caressing your face as the waves splash against the boat. The twists and turns of the waves bringing you further into the trance.

[rollinggirl1980]

Vecna could use so much against me it's funny because even if I shouldn't feel guilty about most things, I do because of anxiety.

So please play if he gets me

[rollinggirl1980]

The idea of Erica and Lucas having an older sister would be so cool!!

Not part of the poc communtiy but I just wanna show some support.

She'd the only one who keeps Erica in place too, because the two girls have a good bond.

Part of me would love her to be this girl who doesn't take shit.

But the quiet girl who just reads people, so she learn stuff about them.

There's so many options for yn Sinclair.

The nerdy girl

The baddie

The soft sweetheart.

The fashion icon

[rollinggirl1980]

If you had some relationship with Billy, it came out after his death. Max would totally give you some of his stuff, Jennifer wouldn't mind either. They just give you a box filled with his denim jackets and all the thing they thought you'd like.

Just imagine having his denim jacket handing in your room,whenever you go to visit his grave you wear it and just talk to him.

"god I miss you..."

"...Max is growing up so much"

"... I know I should move on...but I can't! "

[rollinggirl1980]

Cause I'm feeling angsty Imagine you sacrificing yourself at star court and Billy is just following the paramedics, begging you to just stay with him.

Because he can't bear the idea of losing you

[rollinggirl1980]

Thinking about touch starved Billy with a touch starved yn, the two just fund comfort in each other

[heinoushomelander]

white boys of the month 😋

[sailor-peeking]

I keep seeing black stranger things fans begging for white writers to be more inclusive. And did genuinely seems no matter how much we talk people aren't understanding: "hey we want to be included too. And it's exhausting making content explicitly for us when it will always be drowned out by content for you"

We shouldn't have to yell to be heard. It grows annoying really quickly.

So... Here are some examples of Black Women in the 80's

Oh! and I don't want to hear "well they live in Indiana🥺🥺" as an excuse because first woman on my list is from Gary, Indiana. Miss Janet Jackson, Baby.

Genuinely if I see one more Steve x Dustin's older sister fic I'm going to SCREAM.

[rollinggirl1980]

I love the idea of Lucas and Erica having an older sister. I'm gonna do my part by reblog poc reader stories

[rollinggirl1980]

inspired by @foreverindreamlandd babysitter club fic.

Imagine Yn who listened in on all their adventures and with all the strange things happening around Hawkins, they just believe the boys and never question them.

Yn just covers for the boys and Eddie, why would the best babysitter in Hawkins lie?

"Eddie wasn't with Chrissy the whole night, I asked him to teach me how to play d&d"

"The boys kept begging me to play with them and I wanted to learn"

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[foreverindreamlandd]

LOL I love this!

"Y/n, I need you to cover for me."

"Okay, are you in danger?"

"....No.....maybe...."

"....Okay I'll cover but tell me where you are. I'll be there in ten."

[rollinggirl1980]

I wanna see babysitter vs Billy.

Please they just squint while staring at him and wanna start a therapy session with him

[foreverindreamlandd]

LOL OKAY this is just the first thing i thought of so no pressure if you don't like it but. we all know steve is the babysitter. but what about steve x actual babysitter!reader. like she's hired across hawkins for her sweetness/good reputation/skills with kids and maybe steve judges her at first for being a goody two shoes but she's actually cool. IDK HAHA UP TO YOU 💕

Babysitter's Club

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WC: 2.6k

A/n: Shut the FRONT DOOR this was the perfect prompt!!! Okay okay let's see what y'all think but holy crap thank you so much for this Rodrik <3 This is my first time writing for Steve and I'm surprisingly nervous but I love this boy so much and hope you enjoy :) Story takes place during episode 6 of season 4.

Warnings: Canon level violence, monsters, cursing Steve being the confused but protective mother figure we all know and love.

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Steve was pretty sure he was on the verge of a panic attack.

It seemed to always happen when the gang was all together.

Because when the gang was all together, it meant that there was a monster they had to take down.

He kept his hands placed firmly on his hips to prevent them from shaking as Dustin went on his tangent about his compass not working and the magnetic frequencies, saying something about there being yet another gate to the Upside Down.

Hadn’t they already closed all of them? How the hell could there be more?

Sometimes he really hated living in Hawkins. Though he was grateful for the friends he had made over the past few years who had helped him realize he could be more than some popular jock, he sometimes longed for a day when Skull Rock was just a hookup spot and not the rendezvous location to discuss how to take down a monster who was taking out teenagers left and right.

“I think…you’re asking me to go into Mordor,” Eddie said pensively, and Steve’s brows furrowed, anxiety replaced with confusion.

What the hell is a Mordor?

“Dustin!” a voice called out from behind and everyone whipped their heads around, Dustin letting out a small screech in fear. “Dustin? Where the hell are you!”

Wait, Steve knew that voice…

“Holy shit, Y/n?” Dustin exclaimed as you came into view.

You stood atop a fallen tree trunk, hands moving to your hips same as Steve’s, glaring at Dustin.

Steve stared at you, mouth open as if trying to form words. What the hell was the beloved Hawkins babysitter doing-

“What the hell are you doing here?” Dustin asked, taking the question from Steve’s mind. 

“Yooo, Y/n!” Eddie shouted with a smile, running over to pull you into a tight bear hug. Wait, miss princess was friends with alleged cult leader Eddie Munson? What the hell was happening. Your hands moved from your hips to hug him back, and though you smiled back, Steve noticed that you were still a bit annoyed. “Man am I glad to see you.”

It was so strange seeing you with such a serious expression on your face. He had only ever seen you with this goodie two-shoes smile whenever you passed him in the hallway, one that made it seem like you couldn’t hurt a fly.

This look? The one you gave Dustin when Eddie pulled away? Steve had to fight the urge to take a step back from the threat that wasn’t even directed towards him.

“Do you have any idea how worried your mom is?” you went on, looking at Lucas, whose eyes went to the ground in shame. “Your mom, too, Sinclair! There’s been three attacks and you all just think it’s okay to be out and about without letting anyone know where you are?”

“How did you even find us?” Lucas asked.

You pulled out a walkie that matched theirs. “I’ve been on your frequency for hours. I finally heard correspondence between you and Eddie to meet you at Skull Rock and headed straight over.”

“Okay, wait a minute,” Steve cut in, hands in the air to dramatically stop all conversation. He looked at Dustin with a hurt expression. “How come she has a walkie and I don’t?”

Dustin just shrugged. “It was part of the agreement.”

You cut in, looking over at Steve. “Unsupervised trick-or-treating, trips to the mall, sneaking into R-rated movies through the back door of the ice cream shop-”

“You knew about that?” Steve asked, wide eyed.

You shrugged, giving him a knowing grin and he found himself totally captivated by the expression.

“I know everything, Steve Harrington. Anyways,” you turned your attention to the device. “They boys and I agreed that as long as they checked in, we could keep their solo trips a little secret. They get to have their fun, and I get paid to do nothing. But y’all broke the pact today and I had to snoop.”

Dustin sagged, shame painted across his features. “Sorry, Y/n.”

You walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. “It’s fine, Henderson. Just let me take you, Sinclair, and Max home so that your parents can stop harassing me about where you are.”

He shook his head vehemently. “We can’t leave. We have to follow the compass!”

“We’re going to Mordor,” Eddie cut in, and you turned to him, confused.

Okay, good, Steve though. I’m not the only one who doesn’t understand that reference-

“I’m supposed to protect these kids, Ed, and you want me to take them into Mordor?”

…God dammit.

“Listen, Y/n/n,” Robin cut in. “This thing? Killing Hawkins students? It’s big. And it’s bad. The adults have no idea what the hell is going on.”

You smirked. “When do they ever?”

“You could come with us,” Lucas offered. “It's really dangerous, though.”

Your arms crossed in front of you, one brow raised as if you were intrigued. 

“So you’re saying that whatever you’re doing might kill you?” The kids shrugged and you shook your head. “Is this something that I can talk you out of?” Their heads bobbed side to side and this time you nodded, uncrossing your arms and jumping off of the trunk onto the ground. “Alright, then. I’m in. Someone’s gotta keep you safe.”

Steve scoffed. “Hold on, hold on, hold on,” you looked over at him, expression slightly amused at his confusion. “You’re just going to let her join the gang? Like that?”

Dustin and Lucas exchanged glances. “She could actually be a huge help.”

You cocked your head to the side with a smug smile at Steve that caused a whole mess of emotions to weave together in his brain. 

“Listen, Y/n,” he said, shaking his head, walking up to you. “We appreciate the sentiment and all, but I think this is a bit above babysitter pay grade. Besides, I’m the one around here that keeps the kids safe.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Is that a challenge, Harrington?”

“No,” he said, “It’s a get out of jail card. So that you can go home and not have to worry about this.”

You chuckled. “Listen, buddy, these are my kids, and my responsibility. You think I’m going to ruin my reputation and hourly rate by not making sure I get them home safe and sound? No way. I’m coming.”

“You should listen to her, Steve,” Dustin said as he approached the two of you, patting Steve on the back. “Y/n doesn’t take no for an answer. Besides, we’re wasting time arguing.” He lifted his compass and started moving. “Fill her in as we go!” he yelled to the group.

Steve watched Dustin walk away for a moment before returning his focus on your piercing stare, suddenly lost in the way they sparkled under a ray of sunlight peeking through the trees.

That moment was ruined as soon as your smug expression somehow turned even more smug.

“Let’s get going then, Harrington,” you said before turning on your heel and heading toward Nancy and Robin. Robin wrapped an arm around yours and leaned her head on your shoulder and he heard her sigh out a boy am I glad to see you.

Steve was stuck to his spot for a moment, still trying to understand what the fuck just happened. He turned when he noticed Eddie standing by his side, a look of admiration on his face.

“Who the hell is this girl? Isn’t she just a babysitter?” Steve asked.

Eddie giggled, shaking his head. “No way man. Y/n is the most badass chick to ever exist. You should see her when she plays DnD. Total savage.”

Steve had no concept of reality anymore.

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It was nightfall by the time you all reached Lover’s Lake.

Eddie’s face had gone paler than the moon shining above when he explained that this was where Patrick was killed, pointing out to the water.

“We gotta go out there,” you said, moving toward the closest boat. “Right where it happened, I imagine.”

“Okay now hold on,” Steve chided, blocking your path to the water with crossed arms. “Why don’t you stay on shore and take care of the kids? Since you claim you’re so good at it and everything.”

You smirked. “Have you ever considered taking up babysitting, Harrington? You’ve definitely nailed the protective mom vibe.”

He glared at you, biting the inside of his cheek to fight back a smile from breaking through his annoyed facade.

“I may not have any idea what is happening with Vecna or the Upside Down or whatever,” you went on, way too casually considering the circumstances, “But I did work as a camp counselor for three summers in a row, meaning I know how to navigate a water vessel and am CPR-certified, have lifeguard experience, I’m also a karate instructor-”

“Okay, well I was a lifeguard and am CPR-certified, too! And I’ve fought shit like this before!” He was stuck on the karate instructor part, though.

“Great! So maybe having two people who know what they’re doing in the water while we find a gate to Hell is a good thing?”

He couldn’t argue with that. Just simply deflated as he moved to help you push the small boat into the lake. Robin and Nancy hopped on while Eddie stayed with the kids.

You turned and pointed at them once you stepped into the boat. “If things go south, you run, okay? I got my walkie so go find a home base and we’ll catch up with you.”

Four heads nodded and you took a seat, moving to grab the paddles but Steve quickly took them first and started rowing.

You rolled your eyes.

A few minutes later, Nancy told Steve to stop. You all stood as you flashed the light over the compass, which was now spinning in circles.

“We’ve reached our destination,” you murmured, and Steve swore he finally heard a hint of fear in your voice.

He looked over the edge, pulling off his shirt.

“I’ll go check it out and let you know if I find something,” he said, grabbing a light.

“I’ll come with you,” you offered, moving to take off your jacket.

Steve turned to start what felt like his hundredth argument today, but paused as soon as he saw your face. Gone was any trace of annoyance or smugness. All he saw was concern, eyes wide and pleading. Like you didn’t want him to do this alone.

His gaze softened, and he gently touched your arm. “I’ll be okay. Your job is to keep the kids safe, right? You can’t do that while also swimming to the bottom of the lake.”

You bit your bottom lip. “But who’s going to keep you safe?”

Something in his heart bloomed and he gave you a small smile. “Okay, we’ll make a deal like you did with the boys, alright? If I’m not back in sixty seconds, you can come save me.”

You breathed out a small laugh. “Promise?”

He nodded. “Promise.”

With that, you took a step back, holding up your wrist to show him your watch. “Sixty seconds, Harrington.”

His brows jumped up and down as his grin turned cocky. “Better get moving, then.”

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It was the longest sixty-three seconds of your life.

As soon as your watch hit :50, you started pulling off your jacket, not wanting to waste any time.

When it hit a minute, you stood at the edge of the boat where Steve had just stood, looking over to the shore quickly to check on the kids one last time before you prepared to jump.

At 1:03, he emerged with a gasp, and you quickly crouched down to check if he was okay.

His arms wrapped over the boat, a big smile on his face that immediately calmed all of your anxieties.

“I found it,” he said, looking at you with pride.

You beamed, palm moving to his muscular forearm. “Good work, Harrington. Now can you please get back in here before you get hypothermia?” Your hand moved to extend toward his to help him up.

He chuckled, hand locking into yours as if it fit perfectly. “And you say I’ve nailed the protective mom vib-”

That was all he could get out before his head was ripped below the surface.

Whatever had him was so strong you nearly lost your grip on his hand, but you held on tight as your body collided with the edge of the boat, arm feeling like it was going to be ripped out of its socket.

“STEVE!” you shouted, trying desperately to pull him back up, but it was no use. You turned to Robin and Nancy. “Help me!”

They were by your side in seconds.

“Grab his arm!” you commanded, and when you felt their hands securely around his arm and wrist, you slowly let go. Luckily, it seemed like Steve hadn’t been pulled down further….yet.

“I’m going after him,” you said, scanning the boat for your flashlight. One in your hand, the light flashed over a hatchet in the corner and you grabbed it. “Hold onto him tight.” You didn’t wait to see them nod before jumping into the cold water. 

You pointed the light at Steve’s terrified expression, his body trashing. His eyes met yours briefly before he looked down at his leg.

At the thick, alien looking tentacle wrapped around it.

You didn’t stop to think as you swam forward, moving the flashlight between your legs and holding onto Steve’s calf for support.

Then, with every ounce of strength, you swung.

The water lessened the level of impact your hatchet made against the tentacle, but when you pulled the weapon back you saw that you had made a decent cut into whatever monster this was.

Said monster let out a screech that you knew would haunt your nightmares for years to come.

Still, you kept going, bubbles erupting out of your mouth as you screamed with your second swing, pushing with all of your might with the hatchet.

Like an elastic, the tentacle broke apart with a snap and recoiled down to the surface.

Without hesitating, you moved the flashlight and hatchet under your left arm, then used your remaining strength to push Steve up by the feet to the surface. Your head was growing fuzzy from the lack of air, but you kept pushing until he was out of the water.

Seconds later, you were falling into the boat, the two of you sputtering and gasping for air.

You sat up quickly, eyes locking onto his. 

“Are you okay?” you asked, wiping the hair out of his eyes.

He coughed a few times before nodding. Robin and Nancy worked on unwrapping the remaining tentacle from his leg and he hissed with pain.

You grabbed his hand and squeezed. “You’re alright, Steve. You’re safe now.”

Your brows furrowed when he started shaking his head, still trying to catch his breath.

Then, he started giggling, and your brows nearly melded together in confusion.

“I cannot believe you just jumped into monster-infested waters and hacked at an alien tentacle as if you’ve done this a million times before.”

Your face relaxed, and suddenly you found yourself laughing along with him at the ridiculousness of it all, hand still in his.

“What can I say, Steve?” you said once your laughter subsided. “I’m a really good babysitter.”

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[rollinggirl1980]

inspired by @foreverindreamlandd babysitter club fic.

Imagine Yn who listened in on all their adventures and with all the strange things happening around Hawkins, they just believe the boys and never question them.

Yn just covers for the boys and Eddie, why would the best babysitter in Hawkins lie?

"Eddie wasn't with Chrissy the whole night, I asked him to teach me how to play d&d"

"The boys kept begging me to play with them and I wanted to learn"

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[rollinggirl1980]

For all my Zodiac enthusiasts. I have a genuine question.

I had this friend in high school who gave me my moon(Scorpio)and rising (Sagittarius).

Can someone please explain them to me because I'm curious and wanna know more about it.

[rollinggirl1980]

Been seeing a lot of poc post on my dash, wondering if it's fine to reblog your fics? Because yeah I wanna support you even if I'm not poc?.

Because I've seen people call out and send hate to non poc people for liking the poc reader fics etc etc.

So if idk a few people tell me it's fine I'll start rebloging them.

Another thing! I'm way too scared to even attempt to write for poc!! Even on my other accounts!! Like I'll at most write

"Her cheeks heated up"

Just to keep the skin tone and "blush" out of it because I know not all darker skin tones cheeks show a blush?? I don't know if that makes sense!?

Now that on over the poc.

I've seen a few x male blogs but the "fem dni"

So when i dont see that warning I'm too scared to reblog it too. Because yeah I'm trying to start writing for gender neutral in some fics and expand my audience. But also seeing how some people react to the smallest thing?? I'm too intimidated to even reblog x Male fics too.