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To Build A Home
Fresh out of prison, Travis finds himself in need of a place to live. You find yourself in need of a new roommate. After responding to your ad, he finds that living with you is actually one of the better decisions he ever made and you learn that you just needed the right person to truly get you.
(part 2 coming soon)
Travis Meacham x fem!reader, roommates to lovers, reader with anxiety, two yearning idiots, Travis is a golden retriever and you are a ray of sunshine.
warnings: nsfw mdni, swearing, mentions of anxiety and self-doubt, trashy ex-friends, making out, dry-humping
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The dappled sunlight shone through the cab window, hitting Travis’ face as he made his way downtown. The radio up front was playing a heavy bass song, which seemed to pair well with how much his mind was racing at the moment. As he wrung his hands nervously in his lap, his gaze drifted out the window as everything blurred into one.
It had been just two weeks ago that he had been released from prison and still nothing felt quite real to him. His parole officer has instilled in him the need to find a job as one of his probation conditions, so the last few days had been spent dealing with rejection after rejection, until finally he’d managed to get hired by the local storage company. Now his next priority was finding a place to live, there was only so long he could take living in the boxy student rental he’d been temporarily put up in.
happy pride month to robin buckley <3
hi angel !!! can i request flowers + librarian reader x steve or travis 🩷🩷
writing this for our bleach blonde king just bc this is the only travis request i got </333
prompt #1. flowers
pairing: librarian!reader x travis "teacake" meacham
word count: 1.3k
spring + summer prompts are closed for now since i currently have a bunch to catch up on!!
To no one's surprise, the state doesn't do much for people who recently got out of prison.
Once your paperwork is processed (which, if Teacake's being honest, made him feel more like a cattle being prepared for slaughter than a human being getting released back into the real world), the jail gives you $20, the clothes you came in with, and then... that's it.
His freedom, of course, is conditional. He has to have a place to stay and a job, which is why he's working these shitty overnight shifts at a 24-hour storage facility. When he meets with his parole officer, he has to piss in a cup and pass a drug test, and, most importantly, can't get in any legal trouble whatsoever.
Teacake thinks he's doing a pretty good job of that so far.
Seriously.
My god I love this so much 🥹
Dear Dollie | Part twenty
Gator finds comfort in Dollie & takes miss on a date in an attempt to stop her pushing him away.
Not much going on in this one, re building relationships ready for a more chaotic one next x
“Mama, is star okay?” Dollie looked up at you from her seat at the table, big eyes twinkling.
“She’s fine baby, I took real good care of her while you were gone” you kissed the top of her head.
“I didn’t like being gone mama, I was scared” you sighed as you looked at her, she really had been through so much for such a little girl. “The police kept coming, daddy was sad”
“That does sound scary” you crouched down infront of her resting your hands ontop of hers “but you were such a brave girl” you smiled softly at her.
“Ya were the bravest girl ever” gator cut in, crouching down next to you. Resting his hand over yours and Dollie’s “yer home now baby, never leavin again”
“Do you promise daddy?” Gators stomach turned as he looked into her eyes, he’d really fucked up between the both of you.
“Promise” he squeezed your hands before standing up “speakin bout star..”
“YES!” Dollie squealed as she jumped up, hang grabbing onto gators quickly “come on daddy!” She pulled at his arm to pull him away from the table.
“Can ya see if Tara can have her later? Maybe..”
You looked at him, confused. He never let anyone watch her, never let her out of his sight unless it was you.
“Wanna take ya out, s’bout time”
~
“Are you sad daddy?”
Gator looked at Dollie, her little hand holding onto stars brush as she took her time grooming her. Chest tightening, she’s the only one to ask since getting back.
“A little” gator exhaled before smiling at her “everyone gets sad, Dollie girl”
“I was sad when I missed mama” Dollie pouted “and star”
Gators stomach turned, he couldn’t cope with the fact he’d destroyed everything. Pulling everything apart when it was all going so perfect, no one understood why he did it no matter how much he explained.
He was worried no one ever would understand, but he knew he’d fucked everything up. Not just for you, for Dollie too.
Memories flooding his mind of how brave she was, never once getting angry when he pulled her away from her life, cutting her off from you.
Her sad face everytime he told her she couldn’t call, couldn’t come back home yet.
“I know baby, M’sorry” he ran his hand over Dollie’s head making her smile. “Daddy made a bad choice”
He didn’t, he’d do it all again if it meant keeping her safe forever.
“Why are you sad daddy?”
“Ya know when ya smacked that kid at school and it was a bad choice?”
Dollie nodded as she looked at him before looking down at the floor like she was waiting to be punished for it.
“How did ya feel after?”
“Naughty and sad” Dollie whispered.
Gator let out a breathy laugh as he looked at her.
“Yer not naught baby, but that’s how I feel. I made a bad choice”
“And now you feel naughty and sad?” Dollie gasped as she looked at him, eyes wide like the thought of her daddy feeling this way hurt her.
“Sure do, baby” gator sighed as he sat down on the floor next to where she was standing.
Dollie placed the brush down on the floor before walking over towards him, arms wrapping around his neck.
“You’re not naughty daddy” she placed a kiss to his cheek as he pulled her against him, arms wrapped around her tightly “love you daddy”
Gators breath caught in his throat, feeling like the wind had been knocked out of him. Turns out the only one willing to hear him out right now was his six year old daughter.
“Love ya, Dollie dot”
“Why don’t you tell mama you’re sad? Mama helps me when I’m sad”
Gator let out a breathy laugh as he squeezes her gently.
“Cause daddy made mama feel sad too with his bad choices”
Dollie pulled away to look up at him, gator could see the conflicted look on her face.
“Shall I show you how mama makes me feel better and then you can do it to her?”
“Go fer it”
Dollie reaches both her hands out towards his stomach smirk on her face as she digs her fingers into his ribs tickling the skin through his shirt.
“Stop” gator laughs as he holds onto her hands, Dollie’s hands fighting against his to continue.
“See?” Dollie grinned as she looked at him “all better, mama knows how to make everything better”
“She does” gator sighs as he pulls Dollie back against him.
~
“Did ya sort things with Tara?”
You nod as you wipe down the counter, still not ready to talk to him, finding it hard to even look at him.
“Can ya be ready fer six?”
You look up at the clock on the wall, 5pm already. You wanted to ask him where he was taking you, did you need to dress up? Of course you didn’t. It was gator, he’s probably taking you to the diner five minutes down the road.
You felt guilty for even thinking that way, it shouldn’t matter where he was taking you. This was new, he was trying.
“Okay”
Gator nodded at you before walking away, taking Dollie up to her room to pack a bag.
You walk into your room pulling out different items of clothing, nothing looked right. Nothing felt right.
The whole situation felt wrong, days ago you were being beat by a man you didn’t know in this house. Now you were being taken on a date?
You try to push the thoughts to the back of your mind, nausea washing over you once again.
The hangover from last night hitting you like a truck, hopefully there was alcohol wherever you were going tonight to drown it out.
You settled on a sun dress, not too casual, not too dressy.
You spent the next ten minutes building concealer against the bruise on your neck until it was completely hidden before moving onto the one under your eye.
You looked just like you when you were finished, looking just like you did before everything went wrong.
The old you, the one that didn’t carry anything heavy. The you that was happy all of the time, carefree.
You smiled at your reflection before pulling your hair up into a messy bun, leaving a few strands loose at the front of your face.
“Mama… wow” Dollie giggles as you walk out of the room towards her.
“Oh thank you” you blush as you look at her, you hadn’t felt beautiful in a long time. “You ready to go see baby Tommy?”
“Yes!” Dollie held onto your hand as you walked down the stairs with her. “Wait my bag!”
“Got it” gator laughed as he walked into the room, stopping in front of you as he looked at you “wow”
You half smile before turning away to walk down the stairs towards the knocking door.
“Hey” you smile as Tara’s eyes fall down your full body before coming back up. You laugh as she throws her arms around you pulling you into her.
“Damn, hold me back before I go at you again” she whispers into your ear making you blush.
“hi gator” she smiles as she lets go of you.
“Thanks fer havin her” he walked towards you both, arm snaking around your waist before you step away rolling your eyes at Tara as she smirked.
“No problem, she basically a baby sitter” Tara teased as she looked at him.
“come on doll, Tommys waiting for you!”
“Where is he?” Dollie looked confused as she looked up at Tara.
“Waiting at home with his daddy” she held onto Dollie’s hand using her spare arm to pull you back into a hug.
“Make him beg for it” she whispered before kissing your cheek, moving towards gator pulling him into a hug “get your shit together” she whispered into his ear before pulling away from him holding his eye contact. You watched as gators jaw tensed but he nodded.
“Have fun guys” she smiled before letting Dollie’s hand go so she could say her goodbyes.
You placed a kiss to the top of her head and gator did the same, smiling as she left.
You close the door softly before turning back towards gator, his eyes making there way down your body this time.
“Ya look..I don’t have the words” he stepped closer to you “let me touch you” his voice was low, like the words were hard to push out. “Please.. it’s hard not to”
You watch as he steps closer again, hands moving towards you before he stops himself. Having to physically hold himself back from touching you, half lided eyes as he looked at you.
“Jus wanna feel ya” he sighed, body pressed against yours “not even.. like tha.. just wanna feel yer skin” you stepped back creating some space between you both “I love ya, pretty”
“We have to go”
You turned away from him leaving him stood in the house as you made your way to the car, skin burning as you remembered the last time you were at this stupid car door.
Hands shaking as you open the door to climb inside, heart racing.
The drive was mostly silent, gator tried to make small talk with you but you drowned the sound of his voice out with the radio.
The drive took longer than you expected, you weren’t in a town you recognised anymore when gator parked the car.
“Thought we could get away, somewhere fresh” he shrugged as he looked at you noticing the confusion on your face “wanna start again”
“For the third time?” You scoff as you get out of the car, he’d brought you to a bar. It was a fancy one but the way you were both feeling mixed with alcohol? Disaster.
“I’m tryin, pretty”
“Try harder” you pushed through the doors of the bar, it was beautiful, modern nothing like the ones where you lived.
Gator walked in behind you, guiding you towards the chairs. You sit down staring at him, waiting to hear the reason he’d bought you here. It couldn’t just be because he wanted to, how long you’d lived together and he’d never taken you out once.
“Wanna get to know ya, properly”
You looked at him, maybe he was trying. No, this was gator.
“What do you want to know?”
“I dunno” he laughed “what ya wanna tell me?”
“My dream was always to be a teacher, the best teacher. One kids loved and got excited to go to school to see. Making there days better, giving them my all” you exhaled “I wanted to meet the perfect man, one that loved everything about me. I wanted to get married, just a small private wedding.” You rest your head against your hand holding gators eye contact “I wanted two children, a boy and a girl”
“Ya still can, all of it” You shake your head as you look at him, eyes moving down to the table now. “Ya can have whatever ya want”
Gators heart ached, he could give you all of that if you’d let him.
“What was your dreams?”
“To survive” he scoffed as he looked at you “keep my baby safe, anythin else was a.. bonus” he shrugged looking away. “I’ll get us some drinks”
You pulled out your phone to check on Dollie while he was gone.
You: she okay?
TARA: she’s fine, playing with Tommy of course. How’s it going?
You: awkward.
TARA: men.
Gator placed your drink down in front of you, you slide your phone back into your bag.
“Is that him?” Gator gestures down towards your bag noticing you putting the phone away.
You shake your head as you look at him, you’d need to tell him that there was no man at some point. That you’d stupidly agreed to let your best friend do it to make him jealous.
“Tara”
“Doll okay?”
“Fine”
Gator nods as he looks at you.
“Tell me how ya know her”
You sigh as you look at him, he smiled softly at you before bringing the beer up to his lips.
“We went to school together, always been best friends. She knows everything about me, I know everything about her” you laugh “literally everything”
Gators heart flutters at the sound of your laugh, a genuine one for once.
“So ya filled her in on me?”
“Of course. Good, bad, ugly” you smirk.
Gator runs his hand over his face as he groans.
‘S’lot of that, bet she hates me”
“I told her the good too” you sigh looking down at your drink.
“Bet that didn’t take long”
“It was the quickest part” you laugh.
“Yer so pretty when ya laugh” you take a sip of your drink, the alcohol leaves a bad reminder in your mouth of last night.
“Make me laugh more then”
“I’m fuckin tryin” gator laughed as he looked at you, making you smile. “I wanna give ya everythin ya said ya wanted y’know?”
“Do you think you can?”
Gator looked at you, he had no doubt he could. Fuck he’d get you your old job back by tomorrow if that’s what you wanted him to do.
“I know I can, if ya’d let me”
You didn’t doubt him, not really.
You finish your drink pushing your glass towards him, silently letting him know you wanted another.
Gator raised his eyebrows as he looked at you.
“Gonna say please?”
“No”
Gator smirked at you before making his way back towards the bar, returning with three drinks for you this time.
Good boy.
“You trying to get me tipsy so you can have your way with me Tillman?” You scoff as you bring one of the drinks up to your lips.
“Nah” he laughs “don’t want none of tha”
You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face.
“Oh please” you laugh.
“I mean I do.. but I jus wanna hear you say it again”
Your brows furrow as you look at him.
“Say what?”
“That ya love me” You sigh as you look at him, knocking back the rest of your drink before starting on the next one. “Did ya mean it? Or was ya tryin to stop me leavin?”
“Does it matter?”
“Matters ta me” gator let his finger drag down yours as you hold onto the glass “S’lonely when no one loves ya”
You bring your glass up to your mouth as you look at him, maybe when the anger leaves your body you’d be able to tell him how you felt. You just hoped one day it would leave.
“We should go”
“I ain’t finished yet”
“I don’t want to hear it”
Gator smirks as he holds his half empty glass up towards you.
“Ya ain’t gonna, jus wanna finish this”
You roll your eyes at him, leaning back in your chair as you watch him. Painfully slowly drinking his beer, like he’s trying to drag it out.
“I wanna get married too” he puts the glass down on the table “I mean wouldn’t be much of a weddin, got no one to fuckin invite” he laughs, looking a lot lighter.
“I’d come”
“I’d fuckin hope so” he laughed “hope yer the one standin in front of me”
Gator looks at you, the blank expression on your face going straight to his heart.
“Would ya want that?” He asks softly.
“What I want, is you to stop asking me things”
“Jus wanna know how ya feel”
“How about, show me how you feel about me and I’ll show you how I feel about you?” you push up from the table, unsteady on your feet.
“Careful”
You sit back down in your seat accepting defeat, way too tipsy to storm off from him.
You couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, you wanted to break the walls down around him. You wanted to know everything, all of the scary things that keep those walls up firmly in place.
“What was it like.. with doll when you first had her?” You asked softly.
“Fucking hard” gator let out a breathy laugh “did it all on my own”
“All of it?”
Gator nods as he grins at you. Your heart melts a little.
“Every little thing, every night feed, every change, bath”
“Was it hard?”
“Yeah” gator rubs his hand across his face as he sighs “but someone had ta do it”
You half smile at him from across the table.
“I’d do it all again though, best thing ta ever happen”
“Who named her?”
“Me”
You smile, such a sweet girly name for a hard man to have chosen.
“Why Dollie?”
“Dunno, remember looking down at how tiny she was and thinking she looked like a doll, was probably sleep deprived”
“It suits her”
Gator smiles at you, you return it briefly before looking down at the drink in your hand.
“Yeah?”
“Mhmm”
“Help me up”
“Oh I can touch ya now?” He laughs as he looks at you, you smile back at him as he gets up walking over to you. The smell of his aftershave not helping with how sick you currently feel. “Come on, Lightweight” he loops his arm round your waist lifting you up as you loop your arm around his neck.
“You safe to drive?”
“Course” gator scoffed as he kicks the door open so you can both pass through.
“You’re not gonna try to kill me? Again?” you laugh as he tutts at you.
~
“What times doll comin home?” Gator asks as he drops down onto the sofa, arm flung the back of it.
“Tara said she can stay over”
Gator sighs as he looks at you, never in six years has he not put her to bed. Never not had to read a bedtime story.
Maybe the change would be good for him, the last six years being in dad mode had changed him. Maybe he needed to relax a little, just be Gator.
“That’s okay?” You ask noticing the way he’d tensed up since you told him.
“Yeah..jus never been without her”
You sit down on the sofa next to him, eyes settling over his sad expression.
“You can tuck me in if it helps” you tease making him laugh.
“Y’know I love ya” gators hand rests against your cheek softly as he looks into your eyes “don’t ya”
“Your love bombing me” you smirk.
“Bein honest” he scoffs “ain’t gettin me nowhere though”
“Where do you want it to get you? Back in my pants?”
“Just back would be a start” he sighs.
“I’m gonna go to bed” you say as you stretch your arms above your head, exhaustion washing over you “thanks for tonight, was nice to get to know you”
Gator looked at you, you were right. All this time sharing the same house and neither of you had opened up to each other.
Things still hidden deeply that you don’t know about each other.
There was still so much he wanted to ask you, wanted to know about you but he’d wait.
“Let me walk ya home” he teased as he scooped you up out of your seat, big arms wrapped around you as he walked you up to your room.
Dropping you gently onto your bed, chest tightening as you looked up at him.
“Goodnight, gator”
“Night, pretty” gator leans down placing a single kiss to your cheek before turning and leaving.
Sorry guys I had to proof read this one while my three year old talked my ears off, so apologies if there is still mistakes x
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drop dead 𔓘
summary ; travis tells naomi the story of how you met.
tags ; travis 'teacake' meacham x fem!reader, travis 'teacake' meacham x naomi williams (platonic), tooth rotting fluff.
word count ; 1,510
author's note ; my first fic for travis! please send any requests you have for any of the djolings! ♡
It was another boring night shift, and Travis and Naomi were sat at the front desk, waiting for anybody to walk through those doors.
Naomi was looking at Travis, when she spotted something that she had somehow never noticed before, he was wearing a wedding band.
"Did you get married?" She asked, confused.
"What?" Travis asked, following her gaze down to his hand. "Oh, yeah. I been married for a while now. Over a year, best decision I ever made, i'll tell ya."
This is too cute 🥹 Teacake is such a sweetheart
3 apples tall
Meet the Devil | Pt 10
Eddie Munson x Reader
Word count: 4k
Summary: Eddie Munson has become an Urban Legend: the Devil of Hawkins. You are new to town, but can’t seem to believe the rumors about the man that lives in the trailer across the street. Based on the song of the same title by Molly Frances.
Contains: agoraphobic!Eddie, shy!reader, rumors of Eddie being a serial killer, depictions of anxiety, panic and fear, mentions of a knife, mention of a nightmare, slight jealous!Eddie
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Eddie had spent the last several weeks suspecting that something had been going on between you and Steve. He would never admit to his jealousy, but he hated how it was beginning to worm its way out.
After seeing Hopper’s cruiser leave your house Thursday night, his first concern was your wellbeing. But as he tried to sleep that night, his mind pivoted between worst case scenarios of what had happened and picturing you cuddling up with Steve as he comforted you. Both made him sick to his stomach.
He couldn’t fully understand why you had specifically asked to keep him in the dark. He suspected that something had happened, that his presence in your life had finally caught up to you like he had predicted. He selfishly worried that if it were true, it would only drive you further into Steve’s arms. He was only correct in one of his assumptions but he didn’t have the luxury of knowing that yet. Instead he was damned to toss and turn for the entire night, unable to close his eyes for more than a minute.
The second the sun had come up, you both left your respective beds, having gotten an identical lack of sleep. Your movements nearly mirrored each other from across the street, both immediately brewing a cup of coffee to help you survive the morning.
Never wanted a trip to New York more in my LIFE … 😭
The Queen’s Decree
Summery: You and Sir Steven are desperate for a moment alone to share a kiss, but under the watchful eye of the disapproving Queen and her royal hound, privacy is nearly impossible to find.
Content Warnings: Knight Steve, Princess Reader, medieval au with forbidden romance (kind of, you'll see what I mean), fluff. Authors note: A quick little idea I had to write down before I forgot. Hasn't been proofread so apologies in advance for any mistakes, I just wanted to get something out.
You can find my masterlist here.
You had been sharing longing glances with Sir Steven all day. Over breakfast in the great hall, during your afternoon stroll through the gardens, whilst he stood guard over you as you read to the little ones in the library. You had been together all day, but hadn't had a single moment alone.
The Queen had publicly decreed that she disapproved of the growing closeness between yourself and Sir Steven, and any time you tried to sneak away the Queen found something else to keep you occupied. Even if you did manage to escape her watchful eye, her loyal hound roamed the halls, nipping at your heels if you got too close.
Don’t Let This Be A Lost Romance | Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader | Part 1
SUMMARY: What was intended to be a summer fling with no strings attached results in Steve Harrington falling for the very girl he never in a million years thought he’d become head over heels in love with.
A/N: Sooo Ik this was supposed to be a one shot, but I’m breaking it up into 3-4 parts because this originally was supposed to only be around 10K words, but it’s definitely NOT. So now igs its a mini series lol
WARNINGS: Suggestive content but nothing explicit, the reader and Steve have a lot of pride, King Steve, reader is kind of an outcast but like not really, El is a menace but means well ofc, summer fling except they slowly fall in love trope (yay!), literally a set up for later angst, maybe bad writing idk I have writer’s block sue me
WC: 9.2K
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Never did you expect to fall in love with Steve Harrington. The boy you despised in high school and thought was a total dud.
And never did Steve Harrington expect to fall in love with the chief’s daughter. The girl he thought was a complete weirdo in high school.
Yet, somehow, some way, the stars aligned and brought you two together in the form of a summer fling with no strings attached.
Except, every damn string had been tied into the tightest of knots.
Love love love the enemies to lovers pipeline. Also obsessed with El’s suspicions and the kids spying on them 😂
it’s always Reader sitting in Eddie’s lap, what about Eddie sitting in Reader’s lap, huh???? sometimes i like to hold my little boyfriends, make them feel like my baby girl. sluts.
i know he’d play into it too, sitting sideways so he can sling an arm around your shoulders, his butt bones rubbing into your thighs, wiggling around and being like
“Is that a roll of life savers in your pocket or are you just happy to see me, baby?”
bfs with matching slutty waists
Meet the Devil | Pt 9
Eddie Munson x Reader
Word count: 3.8k
Summary: Eddie Munson has become an Urban Legend: the Devil of Hawkins. You are new to town, but can’t seem to believe the rumors about the man that lives in the trailer across the street. Based on the song of the same title by Molly Frances.
Contains: agoraphobic!Eddie, shy!reader, rumors of Eddie being a serial killer, depictions of anxiety, panic and fear, chasing, mentions of a knife, drunken near violence (please let me know if there is anything else I need to mention!)
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Moving to Hawkins had been a fresh start, one that you had been desperately needing. Your overbearing father made it difficult to maintain relationships with friends, and made it impossible for you to pursue romance. So when your grandfather died, and you were suddenly left with an inheritance that just so happened to be enough to buy your own place a few hours away from home, you jumped on the opportunity.
You spent a couple weeks fantasizing about the opportunities before you moved in. Most of the scenarios in your head were about all the friends you would make now that you had the freedom to. You’d admit, Eddie and Steve weren’t exactly the type of people you were imagining as you packed, but you were happier knowing them than you had ever been before. And you were hoping to grow closer with the rest of their friends as well and fulfill your dream of truly belonging in a friend group.
That need to belong had steered you wrong before, and though you knew the signs of ill intent well at this point, you found yourself turning a blind eye to mistreatment for the sake of acceptance.
I am so obsessed with your Harrington household series 😭 if it’s not a problem could I request where reader is just so overstimulated and all the kids are like on top of her and need her for something and she just has a breaking point and obviously Steve being the angel he is helps so much and comforts reader
Summary: Summer break means soaking up all the time with your babes, but that also means being needed, all the time - and Steve makes sure your needs are met too.
WC: 3.4k
Warnings & What to Expect: hargrove!fem!reader, reader gets overwhelmed & demonstrates dissociative behavior, extremely brief spice.
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currently writing this series based on requests, so if you have any ideas - please feel free to send them my way 🫶🏻
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Peach’s Note: hii anon! thank u for the support 🥹 i loveee this request. steve would absolutely be an angel and take care of his wifey. hope you enjoy lovie 🩷
also, i do have some requests for smut between reader & steve which i’m not opposed to (lord knows how much i read of it 🙈) but i’ve never written it, so not sure if it would be great… which is why i barely dipped my pinky toe in it for this imagine… we shall see if i can successfully write one just dedicated to it!
tysm to everyone showing love on my works - it means the world. requests are open! feel free to send anything Steve or Gator Tillman related and I can certainly try my best 🫡
writing this series is stirring up my own childhood memories & the dance party scene is inspired by one i have vividly with my dad to this song 😭 ⤵️
It’s safe to say that summer break brings out the most chaotic of moments in the Harrington Household.
With all of your children at home instead of it just being you and your toddler, there was never a moment of silence.
I love this series so much 🥹 literally the cuuutest
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Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader Summary: Eddie falls for the shy girl with the beautiful voice. Genre: Fluff, Light Angst Content: no Y/N, Eddie POV, strangers to lovers, Eddie overhears you practicing, and gets an idea, 1724/5107 words A/N: Based on this request.
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Chapter 1 - Siren Song
The box in Eddie’s hands rattles as he stomps along the empty halls of Hawkins High. Plastic, paper, and cloth bump and scrape against each other within the taped-together cardboard box he uses to store all his trinkets and notebooks for Hellfire in time with each of his bouncy steps. The noise itches at something deep in his mind, spurring him to drum his thumbs on the box and hum a senseless tune to drown out the unsettling clamor and ease the rising tension in his body. It doesn’t work, as he only becomes increasingly aware of the sound in trying to overwhelm it with his own.
Something joins in on his joyless concert, a muffled harmony drifting through the halls as he nears the exit to the school. He stops in his tracks, ears straining to decipher the noise.
This is so sweet 🥹