Strange is the new normal

Imagines and fanfictions featuring the older teens and older characters of Stranger Things.

[prismatic-bell]

With the advent of this Post+ bullshite, I feel it’s my duty as a fandom elder to not just helplessly scream DON’T MONETIZE YOUR FANWORKS at younger fans, but—since Tumblr got sneaky about the TOS and any legal trouble caused by this idiocy will fall directly on posters—to teach you guys, unfortunately, about a part of fandom I thought we’d left behind: the disclaimer.

The disclaimer provides a document you can point to in order to say “I know my rights with regard to fanworks and how this goes, but also your rights with regard to your IP,” and it has several parts. We used to get pretty silly with these, and you can be lighthearted if you wish, but make sure all the parts are there. As an example I’ll be using an unfinished old series of mine called CT-verse. A good, solid disclaimer looks like this:

1) Name the original owners of the IP. “Sailor Moon is a production owned by Toei Animation, Naoko Takeuchi, and Princess Naoko Productions.”

2) Name any concepts belonging to you that are based in the original, if you wish. Just be aware that if the IP holder chooses to use these, you have very little legal standing for compensation. “Sailor Mau is a creation of myself for this series.”

3) Anything of your own that can be removed from the context of the original IP should be named here, along with your wishes surrounding copyright. (This means: if you could put it in a totally different story in a total different fandom, or an original work, and it’d still make sense, it’s yours.) “The Ell conlang and alphabet script are my own creation and may not be used for profit without written permission and acknowledgement of copyright.” Keep in mind you want to keep these wishes reasonable—someone may wish to write fanfic about your fanfic, and also if the copyright lawyers get involved you do NOT want to look like a hypocrite.

4) This one is SUPER-important. YOU CANNOT SKIP THIS. NOT FOR ANYTHING. THIS IS YOUR PARACHUTE. You must state: “This work has not been created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.” Translation: you’re not getting paid and you’re protected under this specific law. For non-US users: you’re okay. You don’t have to replace this section because Tumblr’s servers are housed in the US and therefore governed by US law.

So all put together, it should look like this:

“Sailor Moon is a production owned by Toei Animation, Naoko Takeuchi, and Princess Naoko Productions. Sailor Mau is a creation of myself for this series. The Ell conlang and alphabet are my own creation and may not be used for profit without written permission and acknowledgement of copyright. This work has not been created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work under Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.”

Post this at the beginning of every story/chapter/section (or post it on the first chapter/section and provide a link to it on every subsequent part). And when I said you can be lighthearted:

“I don’t own Sailor Moon, or I wouldn’t have so many student loans. That’s all Toei and Naoko Takeuchi, this is just a fair use transformative work. I did create the Ell conlang, though, so don’t be a dick and claim it’s yours, k? Ask first.” <— it still has all the important parts. Make sure they’re all there and that you use the words “fair use” and “transformative.” They’re absolutely critical. But you should be okay even if you don’t sound like a lawyer, as long as all the parts are there.

Keep in mind: you can’t just say this. YOU HAVE TO ACT ON IT. Putting this on a paid post does not help you and may harm others. It’s also advisable that if you have a tip jar, you specify that it’s for your original posts and work.

I’m sorry it’s come to this, lovelies. But you’ve got to protect yourselves, because Tumblr is actively trying to harm you. Learn it, share it, use it. Stay safe.

[strangenormal]

Inspired by Foxes "Devil Side"

You knew about Billy's relationship with his dad, as he knew about your relationship with yours.

His mom left him by choice and yours passed away. No matter the circumstances, your fathers blamed you each, even though it was out of either of your guy's control.

The fights just kept getting worse and worse lately. You could tell when one was brewing, especially after he had been drinking.

You missed the days of just cruising in his Camaro singing along to whatever song was palying as you entwined your fingers together. You missed the smile he used to have and it was only for you. You missed the caresses and whisperings of sweet promises before his lips met yours.

But now your days were filled with arguments in the Camaro, even for just a ten minute drive somewhere. His smile hardly ever graced his face anymore. Your skin grew cold from the lack of his touch and your lips pale from longing for his kiss.

Your fights were almost daily, no less than a 48 hour time span and it was draining. Your throat was sore from all the yelling, your heart aching from the words you both threw at each other.

You couldn't let yourself go down his destructive path anymore, so you decided to end things. He acted just as you expected, he went even more off the handle.

"You think you're so perfect, huh?! You have your baggage too! You get just as angry and just as mean!"

"Don't you think I know that?! Instead of us being there for each other anymore, we've turned each other into our own personal punching bags instead. I can't do it anymore!"

"So...what, you don't love me anymore? Am I not good enough for you?!"

"Of course I love you! That's why I can't keep doing this! I can't keep hurting you and keep having you hurt me! I can't go all the way down with you Billy. I want more than your devil side."

He looks at you slightly taken back by what you said.

"Devil side?"

"You can be the sweetest guy sometimes, but lately you've been even more of an asshole, even to me. We're supposed to be each other's rescue and yet all you do is let this other side of you get between us."

A sweep of guilt flushes across his face, but is replaced back with anger just as quickly.

"Fine! Then go! I don't NEED you! There's plenty of others who would love to by my side."

You took a sharp breath to keep your tears at bay. You really did expect this kind of response, but it still hurt.

"Who do you expect to save you Billy?"

"Who says I need saving?"

You couldn't help feeling the tear in your heart at your concern of just how far off the deep end he would go without you, without someone to keep from jumping off that ledge.

You slowly walked closer to him and he stood still, fist clenched, tense and ready to spring. You placed one hand on his cheek while kissing his forehead. You couldn't stop the tear that started to shed as you quickly turned on your heel and left.

You couldn't help but wonder who was gonna save him now and if either of them would survive his devil side.

[wrecked-fuse]

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Cherry Bomb Part 7

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch, not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in Stranger Things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requests are open & hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster.

Warnings: SMUT IS CONTAINED. Shielded in between “****” marks. Scroll past second mark to go past smut. 

You couldn’t sleep being worried about not just Billy getting home late, but Max getting home late as well. Even though Billy had nothing to do with that, you knew he worked hard to not give Neil any excuse to get on his ass. After about an hour of just sitting on your couch and playing scenarios through your head you were startled by a thud on your door.

You quickly got up and slowly made your way to your door. You peered through the peep hole and didn’t see anything, but it was the sound of someone moaning that had you rip your door open. Billy fell at your feet, his face covered in blood from what you assumed to be a broken nose. You had seen Billy beaten before, but this was a new level.

You bent down to help him get inside. You both lightly stumbled over each other as you made your way to your couch. You made a quick sweeping glance around outside before shutting and locking your door. You went to your kitchen grabbed some ice in a rag and a wet rag along with your first aid kit before making your way back to Billy.

“Lift your head Billy.” You sat down for him to place his head back in your lap before you took the warm wet cloth to clean his face. It was then you noticed a cut on his cheek and his eye showing some bruising already too. What you didn’t expect to see was some marks on his knuckles. He never struck back at Neil. You couldn’t think of anything that would set him off enough to actually fight back.

You finished cleaning off the blood as much as you could before getting the antiseptic out of your first aid kit and some cotton balls. He winced and hissed as you got to his cuts and you apologized for the sting. Once he was bandaged up, you helped him to your bed to lay down and took off his shoes. You caught him wincing as he tried to take off his button up. You reached to take off his t-shirt, but his hands caught your wrists.

“Don’t…” Was all that he said and your face turned stern as you escaped his grasp and quickly raised his shirt to see deep bruises already forming on his sides.

“I need to take you to the hospital.”

“Like fuck you do.”

“Damn it Billy, he may have broken some of your ribs!”

“I’m not coughing up blood, and I can breathe somewhat ok, just wrap me up please. You know I can’t go to the cops. One, who would believe me and two, I can’t leave Susan and Max without him to support them financially.”

You were at a loss at that one. You knew Billy didn’t want to get stuck in this small town. He wouldn’t have a choice but to stay and take care of them if he got rid of Neil. He may be an ass hole, but he wouldn’t just ditch Susan and Max like that. You let out a long sigh as you went to get some pain meds and made your way to your linen closet and pulled out some more wrap bandages you had for yourself. You would just go to the store again later.

“Here, take these.” You handed him the pain pills. 

“Thanks.” He popped them into his mouth and then stood with his arms up for you to start wrapping his ribs.

Having had to wrap yourself as well as getting to wrap bandages and casts at the vets office helped you get done with him failry quickly. You started to gather all the bloody towels and cotton swabs and etc to feel Billy wrap his arms around you from behind and pull your back into his chest.

“Thank you.” He placed a kiss to the back of your head, then he moved your hair to one side of your neck before placing another kiss where your hair once laid. He started to turn you around and emptied your hands to place everything back on your coffee table before cupping your face with both of his hands before placing a kiss on your lips. You kissed back as you traced your hands up his torso to his chest. He deepened the kiss as he strung one hand through your hair to the back of your neck holding you closer to him. Your tongues danced and teeth pinched lips in a playful manner before you pulled away to catch your breath.

“If this is what I get from cleaning you up and wrapping a bandage, I could only imagine what some stitches would get me.”

“Stick around and you might find out.”

“How about I not, I don’t want you to get hurt that bad…ever if we can avoid it. I’m sure there’s other things I could do to get appreciation from you too.”

“Like what?”

You bit the corner of your lower lip before tracing your hands back down to his waist to his belt before opening it. You watched his body tense quickly and heard his breath hitch before you unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper.

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“I could think of a few things…” You reached into his boxers to palm his slowly hardening shaft.

Your name escapes his lips on his breath before you drop to your knees, taking his pants and boxers down in the process watching his cock spring free of its confines.

You lick your lips as you pump the full extent of his shaft before peering up at him as you slowly take the tip into your mouth. 

“Damn baby, I’m really enjoying this view.”

You hum “uh huh” around his cock to feel him twitch in your mouth.

“Shit.”

You took the opportunity to take him fully to the back of your throat. You lightly gagged on his dick before pulling him halfway out to slowly take him back in fully. One of his hands flies to the back of your head as he lightly tangles it in your hair. He’s not doing much guiding, it seems to be more of something for him to hold onto and ground himself. You let the saliva build in your throat and mouth as you gag on him before slowly dragging him out to have a string of spit cross from his tip to your lips as you look up at him and twist your hand lightly up his shaft. 

“Fuck y/n.” He quickly helps you get up before he sits on your couch to pull you on top of him. You do your best to not have too much of your weight on his torso as you kiss him as he slides a hand down between you to start tracing it over your clothed pussy. 

“Take off your clothes.”

You felt your insides twitch at his demand and demeanor about it. It wasn’t in a bad way. Although he held a commanding presence, you trusted him. You quickly took off all your clothes and started to feel self-conscious as his eyes slowly drank you in from head to toe and back up again.

“You’re so beautiful y/n,” he pulled you back on top of him as he kissed you fervently. He placed one hand on your right breast as his other hand snaked between you two and traced your damp lips.

“You’re already so wet for me.” He didn’t wait for a response before he applied pressure to your clit as he massaged your right breast while dropping his mouth to your left breast. The combination of all the stimulations had you a moaning mess. He earned his name to burst from your lips as he dipped a finger inside you swiftly while still applying pressure on your clit with his thumb flicking over it. He added another finger as you started to ride his fingers and pump his shaft with your right hand.

Your breath gained speed as that spring inside you tightened.

“Cum for me baby.” Your walls clenched around his fingers as your climax burst at his command. He helped you ride out your orgasm as he still played with your breasts and pumped his fingers. As you regained a normal pace to your breath he licked his fingers clean before grabbing a condom and placing it on his dick before you angled yourself above him.

“Your sure about this y/n?”

You placed a gentle, but passionate filled kiss to his lips before slowly easing yourself down his cock to fill you to the hilt. It was a satisfying pain as he stretched your walls slightly.  You both sat for a minute just staring at each other as you adjusted to his size. He waited for you to make the first move before starting to jut his hips to match your pace. He continued to play with your breasts massaging them and pinching your nipples here and there.  You started to ride him at a relentless pace, but he kept in time with you. You started to feel your climax build again.

“I’m gonna cum Billy.” He moved his hand to have his thumb flick over your clit in rhythm to your movements and you felt his own pace start to become more erratic.

“I’m close y/n, cum for me baby.”

It only took a few more flicks of his thumb before your vision sparked and you felt him reach his climax shortly after you. Billy pulled you up lay next to him before he got up and made his way to your bathroom. You heard your sink turn on and off and were surprised that he came back with a warm wash cloth to clean you up a little before grabbing your hands to help you up and get to bed.

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“We can shower in the morning, you did just wrap me up.” You nodded lightly before pulling back your covers and sliding underneath to curl into Billy’s open arms.

You laid in his arms as he lightly traced his fingers up and down your forearm and felt yourself drifting off. You weren’t even sure if you really hear Billy whisper an “I love you” before sleep overcame you or if you started to imagine it. You went to sleep satisfied none the less to be held in his arms. 

——————— I’m not the best at smut, but hope it was enjoyable. Sorry for the ling hiatus. The gang will start to be more involved shortly. 😊

@the--real-wombat

[strangenormal]

Inspired by Paloma Faith “Only Love Could Hurt Like This”

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Lyrics marked with “ * ”

You knew his reputation, so you kept up your walls. It was easier when all it was just flesh on flesh in the middle of the night or the random drives to the edges of town ending in his back seat. But then he started actually spending the night and sleeping with you. He started holding your hand while he drove. He started to wear a genuine smile that was only for you. Your world was less bright when you didn’t see him smile and you felt alone without him next to you.

*I tell myself you don’t mean a thing, And what we got, got no hold on me But when you’re not there I just crumble I tell myself I don’t care that much, But I feel like I die ‘til I feel your touch,

Only love, only love can hurt like this, Only love can hurt like this Must have been a deadly kiss Only love can hurt like this*

You both could fight like no other. You were both a mix of kerosene and fire, one to just fuel the other. But no matter how much you threatened him to walk away, you couldn’t let him walk out that door without begging him to stay. And when he did leave you felt the blade of despair rip right through you, terrified it would be the last fight you would have. But he always came back around.

*Say I wouldn’t care if you walked away, But every time you’re there I’m begging you to stay, When you come close I just tremble And every time, every time you go, It’s like a knife that cuts right through my soul

Only love, only love can hurt like this Only love can hurt like this, Must have been a deadly kiss, Only love can hurt like this, Only love can hurt like this*

Only he could set your heart racing with one glance, your skin on fire with every touch of his finger tips and lips. It was a pleasurable pain and you were addicted. You had heard that love is pain, but you’d be damned if you admitted what you felt the denim clad bad boy of Hawkins.

*Your kisses burn into my skin, Only love can hurt like this But it’s the sweetest pain, Burning hot through my veins, Love is torture makes me more sure

Only love can hurt like this Only love can hurt like this, Only love can hurt like this, Must have been a deadly kiss, Only love can hurt like this,*

He was your first true love, but the pain became too much. You had to walk away and it nearly killed you inside. You saw him a couple of years later after high school and he looked as good as ever. You felt that itch as his eyes landed on you, you needed that feeling of pleasurable pain.

“My life hasn’t been the same since you left it.” He kissed you and set your veins on fire.

“I love you Billy, no matter how much it hurts.”

You kissed him with all the passion and pain you still held for him leaving him breathless.

“You’ll be the death of me y/n.”

“Ditto.”

*Only love can hurt like this, Your kisses burn into my skin, Only love can hurt like this, Only love can hurt like this, Save me, save me, Only love, only love, 'Cause only love can hurt like this And it must have been a deadly kiss*

[strangenormal]

First off, I am so sorry it took so long to post again. I hit a major writer’s block, but hopefully I’m back. We’ll see. Might do some drabbles in between.

Headbanger

Summary: Just a drabble to fill my writer’s block.

Billy x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own of the characters featured in Stranger Things. Requests are open & hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster.

Warnings: None

Inspired by: Suzy is a Headbanger by The Ramones.

 You had dragged him to an underground punk show. It wasn’t really his scene, he was more into metal and rock, but he went because he didn’t want you to go alone. You told him you could handle yourself and he knew you could to a point. He helped teach you how to do a couple of fighting moves, but he would never be able to live with himself if anything happened to you. He got you both some drinks as you headed to the floor to get lost in the music. He turned around to find you and sees you headbanging like no one’s watching.

Ooo-whee, do it one more time for me! Ooo-whee, do it one more time for me! Can’t stop Stop that girl There she goes again I really really love to watch her Watch her headbangin’

Suzy is a headbanger Her mother is a geek Do it one more time for me! Ooo-ooo-whee! Ooo-ooo-whee!

He couldn’t help the smile that lit his face as he watched you. You were never afraid to be yourself, no matter what kind of looks you got. No one ever suspected the punk chic had such a big heart. Yet, everyone loved you. You scared some by first appearance, given your style, but your smile alone could melt the ice caps. The music stopped as the next band started to set up and you made your way to quench the thirst you worked up.

“Thanks,” you said as you grabbed your drink from the boy who looked slightly out of place despite his leather jacket and thankfully no longer sporting that mullet.

All the other guys in the venue wore an array of denim and leather, but mostly Dickies and not a one didn’t have at least a few clothes pins and studs on their clothes. Spiked Mohawks and liberty spikes, rainbows of colors in their hair, and piercings you were almost daring enough to get. The girls were just as eccentric. You faded only slightly among the sea of them with your (colorful of your choice) hair, plaid skirt with fishnets, doc martins, and a shredded band t-shirt. You wore eyeliner around both your upper and lower lids, and a darker shade of red tinted your lips.

Billy couldn’t help but wonder what shade his lips would have if you kissed him with that lipstick on. He cared for you more than he would allow himself to admit. He loved having you as a best friend and didn’t want to risk losing you for anything. You finished your drink just as the next band started.

“You want another one princess?”

“Yes please!”

You were still a light weight and it made him laugh at your reactions. He took off to get you both some more drinks. It took longer since more people were refreshing between sets. He lost sight of you for a little bit and it started to worry him, but then he saw you yet again thrashing and bouncing around. He never understood how you dance to this music, not that it was really dancing. You just kind of bounced around aimlessly or got into the lighter mosh pits pushing the others around. He remembered at one of the last shows you actually started punching after a few drinks and he had to drag you out before the men in the pit stopped caring if you were a girl. He chuckled to himself at the memory.

He gathered your drinks and started to make his way back to you. It was when he got a look at your right side he saw something catch the light near your nose. You stopped thrashing long enough to see him standing with another drink for you in hand that you rushed over to him.

“What the hell y/n?!”

You peeked up at him over the rim of your cup as you took long swig before wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“What?”

“I step away for not even FIVE MINUTES and you go and get our nose pierced?! Your dad is going to kill me…”

“It’s my body, my choice, and you weren’t there so you’re not to blame.” You patted his cheek as you took another drink.

He just stared at you in disbelief.

Your face dropped as you started to worry he didn’t like it.

“You don’t like it?” You were pouting and appeared to be on the verge of tears given your now buzzed state.

He sighed loudly at your dramatic reaction. He pulled your chin up to look at him.

“Your body, your choice. My opinion shouldn’t matter, but…somehow it suits you. Of course I like it. There’s very little you could do that I wouldn’t like my Punk Princess.”

You smiled gleefully and placed a quick kiss to his cheek before you rushed off to continue moshing.

Ooo-whee, do it one more time for me! Ooo-whee, do it one more time for me! Can’t stop Stop that girl There she goes again I really really love to watch her Watch her headbangin’

Suzy is a headbanger Her mother is a geek Do it one more time for me! Ooo-ooo-whee! Ooo-ooo-whee!

Headbanger! Headbanger! Headbanger! Headbanger! Headbanger! Headbanger! Headbanger!

[capricornuh]

remember ~ billy + you

So, as requested, here is the prequel to “forget”. 

I’ve literally sat all evening writing this. Let me know if you like it!

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forget

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The light scratch of a pencil chorused against Y/N’s sketchbook as her eyes flicked up and down repeatedly, whilst she attempted to imprint the elderly woman’s image opposite her onto the naked paper. The occasional jolts of the bus on the uneven road deeming it more of a difficult task.

Clutched onto her shopping bags, the silver haired lady gazed out of the window, seemingly lost in thought as wind from an open window softly blew wisps of her locks around.

As Y/N recreated her almond eyes onto the page, she began wondering what things they had witnessed in their existence. How many times had they shed tears of happiness or of sorrow? Did she inherit the colour of her iris’ from her mother or her dad? What did she find beauty in?

Y/N’s pencil found it’s way to the centre of her face. Rounding off her petite button nose and then to copying her sharp cupids bow. What was her mother tongue? Did she speak only kind words to others? What life lessons could she share?

The woman’s hand grasped the bus’ pole nearby and hoisted herself up. Flashing Y/N a polite smile as she exited the bus.

I hope she’s not going home to no-one.

Noticing whereabouts on route she was, Y/N flung her backpack over her shoulder whilst hugging her sketchbook into her chest as she hopped off the bus at the next stop.

Crisp autumn leaves danced along the sidewalk as the bus pulled away, revealing a familiar sky blue Camaro parked across the street, housing a dusty blonde haired boy who was grinning from his open window. Billy.

“You following me, Hargrove?” Y/N shouted, in the direction of her boyfriend.

“I’m just making sure my girl gets home safely, is that a crime?” Billy questioned, smoke pooling from his mouth as the words escaped.

“No, but stalking is” Y/N smirked.

“Just get in, will you?” A deep laugh erupted through his body.

Running across the road, checking both ways for an oncoming vehicle, Y/N yanked the stiff Camaro door open and jumped in beside Billy.

A strong arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her in towards the strong scent of smoke and cologne as Billy placed soft kisses upon her frost bitten lips. Y/N snaked her hand around his neck, deepening the embrace and heightening the intensity as she played with the curls on the back of his neck.

Y/N broke away, catching her breath. “Hi” “Hi” he whispered.

“Who was your target this time, creep?” Billy joked, motioning towards Y/N’s yellow sketchbook as he took a drag from his cigarette.

Rolling her eyes in response to the question she’d heard him ask a billion times before, Y/N flicked to the page that held the image of the old woman.

Billy’s eyes studied the grey image, taking the book into his own grasp for a better look.

“She was just watching people pass by outside the window..” Y/N explained. “I hope she wasn’t lonely. She had beautiful eyes”

A smile tugged at the corners of Billy’s mouth, looking up at Y/N’s face painted with concern as she eyed her drawing over. He loved to tease her about her fixation on people, but honestly, it was one of his most favourite things about her.

Her sketchbook was almost like her mind imprinted upon paper. She was never without it. The drawings often had short lines of random poetry text Y/N had thought up about the particular person she’d drew.

Her mind both fascinated and scared him - all at once.

Closing the sketchbook, Billy passed it back to Y/N and she hid it away in the safety of her backpack.

“Fancy going for a drive somewhere?”

“Uh, sure. Where’re you thinking?”

“We’ll just see where the road takes us” Billy smiled, his large hand brushing over her delicate one, encasing it.

“Okay”

——

The rhythmic sounds of Elvis Presley floated softly through the speakers on Y/N’s vanity table in her bedroom.

“Wise men say, only fools rush in..”

Y/N’s pale pink silky night dress swayed along to the slow beat, her eyes sealing shut as the lyrics flowed through her. A hand rising up to the gold pendant that dressed her neck, clasping the Virgin Mary engraved disc between her thumb and forefinger as she whispered the lyrics to her mothers favourite song. A waterfall brimming her eyes.

“Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be.”

“Take my hand, take my whole life, too..” a low voice sang from behind her, arms wrapping around her waist, causing her to jump out of her skin in shock.

“Billy!” She scolded. “God. You frightened the shit out of me, you asshole!”

Billy chuckled deeply at his girlfriends reaction.

“You do realise that my house owns a front door, right?” Y/N quizzed, walking over to close the window, trying to discreetly soak up any runaway tears with her dressing gown.

“i’’m not sure your dad would appreciate me ringing the doorbell at 11 o’clock on a Tuesday night, do you?” Billy remarked, matter-of-factly.

“Then come over in the daylight like-“

“Ssh” Billy brought a finger up to her lips. 

“Excuse m-”

“Shut up” Billy paused her, smirking. “Dance with me”

He stole her hand, clasping it with his and pulling Y/N close, her head resting upon his chest. The chorus of his heartbeat echoing throughout his body, a reminder of where her home was.

Billy’s hand rested upon her lower back, his thumb rubbing the area softly as they rocked back and forth.

“I can’t help falling in love with you..” the song chimed on.

“Was you thinking about her again?” Billy questioned.

Nodding simply into his chest, Y/N wiped her cheek against his white tee.

A deep sigh left Billy’s lips and they swiftly found her forehead, dotting tiny kisses upon her hairline.

“We don’t have to talk about it” he whispered into her hair.

“Thank you” Y/N mumbled through muffled cries as they continued to sway, Billy holding her close and allowing sobs to ripple through her for the duration of the song.

—-

Billy’s car cruised through the curvy roads of Hawkins. The Rolling Stones booming from the radio as Y/N and himself shouted the words to “Can’t get no satisfaction” in unison.

Y/N’s legs dangled out of the passenger side window, allowing the ice cold wind to blow in. Fingers playing with Billy’s free hand, kissing each finger pad.

The Camaro’s roaring engine quietened as it slowed to approach an opening to Lovers lake, before turning a sharp left entering the tucked away creek.

Purples and deep blues painted the dreamy sky above, warning of dusk’s arrival.

Twisting the radio dial to a lower, less ear-piercing setting, Billy peered over at Y/N once parked up.

“Erm, I’m not skinny dipping, Bill” Y/N protested, knowing full well what was going through his mind.

“Don’t be boring, Y/N”. He teased, an entertained expression gracing his face. “Do I always have to be the fun one?”

“It’s like, minus 20 out there, you lunatic!”

Billy threw his head back in amusement. “It’s not that bad..”

Y/N scoffed. “Okay. Prove it, then”

The mullet-loving boy’s deep blues pondered the proposal, eyebrows knitting together in thought momentarily. 

Within seconds, his denim jacket was being pulled off his muscular back. hauling his plain tee over his head, careful not to mess up his beloved mullet with Y/N stared in bemusement.

“You’re crazy” She laughed, shaking her head at the sight of him.

“Only for you, beautiful”.

He winked before his skin-clad jeans followed the rest of the fabric onto the vehicle floor beneath him, followed along by his boots, until he was left in nothing but his checkered boxer shorts.

“See you in there, babe” He flashed a cheeky grin, as Y/N watched with a dropped jaw as her mentalist of a lover ran into the teeth-chattering ice pool.

“Oh, fuck it” She mumbled to herself, undressing to only her lace underwear and mothers necklace.

Shoving the car door open, Billy’s eyes widened at the image of his semi-naked girlfriend jogging towards him, as she dive bombed into the lake.

Falling into hysterics as she popped up from beneath the icy depths regretful of her decision “F-fuck me, thats fucking freezing!”.

He quickly enveloped her into an embrace in an attempt to share body heat. “You know, if it weren’t so damn cold, I’d have a boner as long as my arm right now”

Y/N howled in response, “Good to know”. Her arms wrapped tight around Billy’s neck, shivering, before smashing their lips together as he dragged them both underneath the water, earning a high-pitched squeal from Y/N.

The couple played around like little kids on vacation in the creek; jumping off of rocks and doing handstands beneath the current, until eventually the bitterness grew too much to handle. Running back hand in hand to the warmth and comfort of Billy’s car, they cranked up the heating and wrapped themselves in blankets that were kept on the backseat.

“Oh man, I can actually feel my toes again! I have toes, Billy!”

“I can feel my dick again, look!” He gestured towards his upstanding member wearing an inviting grin.

After a quick session in the backseat in celebration of Billy’s penis regaining feeling, clothes were pulled back on and Billy started up the car again, pulling out onto the road and headed back home before Y/N’s dad would start panicking.

The radio hummed low in the background. Y/N had her sketchbook back out, pencil held between her teeth as she gazed out at the towering trees that enclosed the winding roads. 

Billy’s eyes traced over the image of his girlfriend beside him. 

“I love you, Y/N”. 

“What?” She smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind her petite ear with a hesitant laugh.

“I love you” He stated again, more confident this time. “When I look at you, when I’m with you, everything just.. makes sense”. Billy explained, his eyebrows creasing together in realisation of how deeply he’d fallen for this girl.

Y/N’s eyes watching the man before her, the one who was renowned for not catching feelings by everyone, baring his heart to her. “When I first noticed you sat on that bench at lunch, sketching the wilting flowers in the schoolyard, i thought ‘wow, i’m going to love that girl forever’” 

Billy laughed lightly, “i, uh, i love you more than life itself, Y/N, and thats the beginning and end of everything and I, I just thought you should know”

Y/N’s eyes brimmed with sudden overwhelming waves of emotion, scrunching up her sleeve to wipe away the leaking as Billy stared at the girl who brought purpose into his chaotic life - so complete with happiness. 

And in that moment, nothing else existed.

“I love y-” 

BANG

—-

Billy’s eyes fluttered opened from his dazed state, greeted to red and blue flashing lights illuminating his hazy vision.

Raising his hand in confusion to the pulsating ache on his head, his breathing hitched as he noticed scarlet blood covering his hands, trickling like a stream down his face.

Instantly, his neck snapped to the passenger side beside him and a heavy sickness wallowed in the pit of his stomach. 

The image of the one who owned his heart, crumbled against the dashboard of his Camaro. 

A black Ford pummelled into the door on her side, the windows now non-existent and her petite hand somehow wrapped loosely around her pendant.

“Y/N” He called, pushing the hair out of her face and shaking her shoulder slightly. 

“Y/N, wake up”.. He breathed, leant over her lifeless body, wincing in pain as he moved. 

“Wake up, Y/N. I’m not fucking around, okay?” his voice cracking. 

Billy placed two shaky fingers to her cold neck in a desperate attempt to feel for something, anything. 

Nothing.

Hot tears pricked his ocean eyes and began trickling down his face as he placed kisses upon her blood strewn cheek. Shards of glass scattered over her body like delicate crystals. The yellow book, was thrown across the dashboard, decorated with splats of red, like violent paint.

“Wake up, p-please. Don’t do this to me, dont- no..”

Billy’s hands tugged at his curls in frustration, confusion, anger.

“Someone fucking help!” He screamed out towards the paramedics helping the man who was in the other car.

~ 

“i’ll carry my lonely forever, maybe to feel, is my only purpose in life” Y/N recited a piece of poetry she’d scribbled down into her book. It was enscrawled next to the image of a young woman sat on a park bench.

Billy propped up on his elbow as they were perched upon the roof of Y/N’s house, the sun began setting as it allowed the moon to take over her shift. 

“What do you think your purpose in life is, Bill?” 

The boy sucked on his cigarette, the amber tip reddening before he pulled away, inhaling then exhaling the toxins into the warm mid-summer air. 

His lip scraped under his teeth as he pondered the answer to her philosophical question.

“You”. 

~

He draped his body over her lifeless physique, stroking her hair. “You’re okay” He sniffed, wiping his eyes on the shoulder of his ripped denim jacket. “we’re- we’re okay, right?” his voice breaking off in places as he whispered gently into her ear, “you’re okay” a desperate final attempt to convince himself that Y/N was just conscious, that it was okay, that everything was okay, that she was okay.

As ferocious wails crashed through his limp body, Billy refused to leave Y/N’s side, only having to be forcibly dragged away, punching a paramedic who tried to remove his hand from hers, once his love was finally announced deceased. 

~ “i’ll never forget”

[strangenormal]

DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT WANT YOUR HEART RIPPED OUT BEATING IN YOUR OWN HAND.

Amazing writing! Don't forget to read part 1!

[strangenormal]

Cherry Bomb Part 6

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in strange things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requester open & hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster.

Warnings: Minor foul language

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Max was so excited you were going to be hanging out with Steve and her friends tonight. She knew the they were all going to love you. You tried to get Billy to join, but he said he felt it was too soon after everything else that happened. But you made him PROMISE he wouldn’t skip your holiday get together with all of them next week. Steve’s parents were out of town on business, so everyone was headed there for the evening.

“Billy, I’m going to be late if you don’t let me up.”

He had you trapped with his whole body wrapped around you on your couch as you were both laying watching TV for a short time after you got off work before going to meet with everyone.

He sighed and grumbled before slowly releasing you and allowing you to stand up, only to pull you back down on top of him.

“I don’t want you to go.”

“Billy, it’s just Steve and the kids. You could go ya know.”

“You know it’s too soon for that and they invited YOU, not me. “

You wanted to say that you two were a “we” so whenever someone invited you, it should be implied that he was too. But you looked at how things have been and he’s still secretive around Max about it. He won’t kiss you on the lips in front of her, you haven’t really been on a date outside of your place and going for long drives. Were you a secret he was hiding? Was he ashamed to be dating you? Were you just a fling? Were you seeing you two as something more serious than he was? You were lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice him looking at you as if trying to figure out what was going on in your head. He placed a chaste kiss on your lips bringing you back to the present.

“Penny for your thoughts Princess?”

You shuffled yourself off laying on top of him and dismissively responded, “It’s nothing. I should really get going.” You started to collect your bag, keys, and jacket. “You’re welcome to stay and hang out here if you don’t wanna go home.” You gave him a quick kiss before rushing out your door leaving the poor guy sitting there stunned about what he may have done wrong for you to just run out like that.

You made it to Steve’s in no time and could hear the ruckus inside. You rang the bell and Steve answered the door, a big smile spreading across his lips as he pulled you in for a hug as he ushered you inside out of the cold.

“Glad you could make it y/n.”

“Wouldn’t miss tonight for anything.” You just realized the room got quiet as you walked inside.

All the boys were gaping at you and the girl you assumed was Jane was looking at you with her head tilted to the side. You weren’t sure if it was the new (punkish color of your choice) you just put in your hair or your style in general that had them all intrigued.

Max broke the silence introducing you, “Guys, this is y/n. Y/n, this everyone.” She started to point to each of them as she listed off names and they all gave you a slight wave as they were each introduced. Until Jane. You could tell she was going to be tough cookie to break through with.

“Hi everyone.” You normally weren’t this socially awkward, but it was different having a bunch of young teens gawking at you that you didn’t know. 

Steve broke through the tension offering everyone head into the basement and start the movie while he called to see where the food was and start making the popcorn and getting the snacks together. You offered to help while the all the young ones went downstairs.

“Sorry about them. They’re not used to someone as eccentric as you.” He laughed a little as he started to get bowls out of his cupboards.

“Eh, I’m used to the weird glances and stares, but that was a little intense with a whole squad.”

“Well it doesn’t help that you’re beautiful too. The guys are still learning how to deal with girls.”

You couldn’t help but blush at his statement. “I don’t think they ALL do. Lucas and Mike have girlfriends, Max and Jane, right?”

“Well yeah, but Dustin and Will aren’t quite at that level yet. Dustin’s come out of his shell a lot and will usually go and strike conversation no problem, until he meets someone REALLY amazing.”

You bit your lip not ready for the stream of compliments to be coming from Steve. “He JUST met me, how does he know how amazing I am?” You sat on the counter next to the bowls looking at Steve and this time you caught him blushing.

“Uh…Max raves about you all the time after she found out you were back. She talked about you a little when the guys asked how she learned some of her skateboarding tricks, but as soon as we arranged this get together she just raved on and on about you.”

“Uh huh…well I’m glad I’m something to rave about.”

“From what I’ve gotten to know about you, you’re someone to shout from the rooftops about y/n.”

You had to look away from him he was standing so close to you. You shuffled off the counter top before grabbing one of the bags of candy and pouring it into a bowl.

Steve scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat before picking up the phone to dial the pizza delivery, but as soon as he picked up the phone, the doorbell rang. You both looked at each other at the odd timing. Steve made his way to the door to find the pizza boy a little winded.

“Sorry Steve, it’s been crazy.”

“That’s ok Sam. I was just about to call.” He handed Sam the money and thanked him again before shutting the door.

The popcorn only took a couple more minutes and you carried the pizzas while Steve juggled the candy bowls and popcorn. The kids were sprawled all around, but left the loveseat open for you and Steve to sit on. You looked at Steve with an accusing raised brow. He sheepishly smiled back at you. You smirked back at him before grabbing a plate and loading it with pizza and taking your seat. Everyone else followed suit and Dustin hit play for the movie to start. It was Star Wars of course, but you really couldn’t blame them either.

“They’ve already watched this about a hundred times, but they KEEP watching it.”

“It’s ok. Love to watch Star Wars I do.”

Steve almost choked laughing at you and your horrible Yoda impression. You shoved at him telling him to fuck off under your breath.

“I’m sorry, that was adorably lame.”

“Whatever Steve, just watch the movie.” You faked a tantrum before digging back into your food.

About half way through Steve went and made more popcorn for just the 2 of you since the rest of them were hovering over the bowl like vultures. Your hands would sporadically brush against each other if you both reached into the bowl at the same time. There were small sparks, but you were confused by them. You knew you loved Billy, even if you had never said it aloud, and even if he was being a dude and being weird as he seemed to be hiding you. But you couldn’t deny you liked Steve too. He was cute, funny, was great with all the kids, and wasn’t afraid to do something he could be made fun of for. You started to get tired and Steve moved the popcorn bowl offering for you to lay on his shoulder. You took the offer and got comfortable resting on him. You all must have dozed off, because Max woke you up in a frenzy.

“Y/n! I need to get home! It’s so late! Dad is going to be FURIOUS!” You jolted up and took in your surroundings forgetting where you were momentarily. You looked at your clock saw it was 11PM.

“Shit!” Steve woke up at your outburst.

“Everything ok?” His voice laced with sleep.

“I need to get Max home and I need to get home too. Thanks for having us over Steve.” You placed a kiss on his cheek before you and Max rushed back upstairs and out to your car.

“So what’s the plan kiddo? AAAAAAH!“ You nearly jumped out of your skin at a tapping on your window.

You looked out the window to find Chief Hopper. You had run into him in town already before. 

“You ladies Ok? Saw you running out of the house pretty fast.”

“Yeah, we’re good Chief. Just dozed off and lost track of time and now I need to rush to get this one home before she gets in trouble.”

He let out a sigh and you were hoping it wasn’t because of you.

“I can take her.“ 

“I’m not sure if it would help her to show up in a cop car.”

“Eh, I can say I got held up at the station and forgot to call them to say I’d be dropping her off late. They haven’t called her in missing, so she can’t be in that much trouble.”

You looked to Max for her input.

“I think it would be safer for me to go with the Chief y/n. My parents won’t question him.”

“Alright kid.” You give her a hug before she hops out as Chief Hopper goes inside to retrieve Jane. They all head off in no time and so do you. You make it home and Billy asleep on your couch.

“Fuck…his dad is gonna be pissed that someone else brought Max home and that he’s not home either.“ 

You strode over to him ready to rouse him awake, but stopped a moment to admire how peaceful he looked when he was sleeping. No creases of anger across his features and a content look on his face as if he was having a good dream. You tried to think of what to do. Do you send him home to face his father tonight or wait til the morning? You kneeled down in front if him and trace your fingers over his features before placing a kiss on his cheek. At this he starts to stir and slowly wake up. 

“Hey there sleeping beauty. You sleep ok?”

“No, this couch was a whole lot comfier before you left it.”

You chuckled, “Well it’s almost 11:30 now…”

He shot upright and you placed your hand on his forearm.

“You’re welcome to stay here and WE can go to your house tomorrow." 

He looked at you like you just suggested to climb Mount Everest. 

"No, you’re not going near my dad. Out of all the horrible things I could think about how shitty it was to move here, the one good thing I didn’t have to worry about what his him having a chance to hurt you.”

You let out a sigh. “I can’t just let him continue to hurt you Billy. I lo- I can’t lose you and I’m scared he’ll beat you to death one of these days." 

He took your face in his hands, "I’m not going anywhere. BUT… I should get home. I think he’d be more pissed if I was out ALL night.”

You kissed his palm and let out a sigh as you held his hand in yours. You tried not to cry, but you were literally terrified of what might happen when he gets home. You had flashbacks of the abuse you suffered and it killed you to know Billy hadn’t escaped his abuser yet . 

He pulled you in close to sit in his lap as he held you, rubbing his hand up and down your back, as he whispered how he’d be fine and see you after you got off work tomorrow. You calmed down after a few minutes and he placed a long kiss on your lips.

“I’ve got to go, but I promise I’ll come straight back here if he gets too bad, ok?”

You nodded in agreement and he made his way out the door, quickly placing another kiss on your lips before dashing out.

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Cherry Bomb Part 5

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in strange things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requester open & hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster.

Warnings: Minor foul language

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4

Flashback Episode (Billy is 11 & y/n is 12)

You were walking home from school when you saw a little boy poking something on the ground with a stick. You walked up to investigate and saw he was ever so lightly poking a bird that appeared to be unable to fly.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?!” you asked as you lightly shoved the boy away from the bird.

“I was just seeing if he was still alive,” the boy responded.

You pulled a small towel out of your backpack you always had with you just in case. You lightly wrapped the bird in the towel before picking it up and starting to walk to your vet’s office. The little boy stood there looking at you like you were crazy. It took a moment to snap out of his thoughts before he started to rush after to follow you.

“Hey! Where you going with it?” He was walking beside you now.

“I’m taking it to the vet’s office. I bring little animals to him all the time. He mends them and then I take them home for them to heal.”

“Can I come?”

You stopped to actually look at the little boy standing before you. He had dirty blonde hair and REALLY blue eyes. They reminded you of the ocean on a summer’s day. He held himself in a somewhat timid way, but still looked you right in the eye. You placed your hand out in greeting.

“My name’s y/n. And yours is?”

He smiled slightly before he shook your hand in his, “Billy.”

“Can you keep a secret Billy?”

“Of course.”

“Then you can come.” You started walking again and he walked right along side you.

You both walked silently, the only words were spoken were you softly assuring the bird they’d be better in no time. You arrived at your vet’s office and he looked at you as if he was expecting you to show.

“And what do you have for me today y/n?” He asked as he stopped down to be more eye level with the bird.

“Billy found him and was poking him with a stick. So I brought it here. I think its wing is broken.”

“I was only poking it to see if it was still alive. My mom told me not to just touch wild birds, they carry diseases.” He replied somewhat defensively.

“I know that, why do you think I wrapped it in a towel? It’s also easier to carry him that way.”

“Ok y/n. No need to get on his case. I’ll take a look at him, reset his wing, and you can pick him up tomorrow, ok?”

“Ok Doc. Thanks!” You take Billy’s hand in yours and start to leave the clinic smiling with a wave behind you at the doctor.

It wasn’t until you made it back to the sidewalk that you noticed you were still handing Billy’s hand. The hand which he was staring at being held in a girl’s hand. He had never had a girl be so direct with him.

“Come on Billy, it’s not like I got cooties or something.”

***Flashforward (Billy is 13 and y/n is 14)***

You couldn’t believe she was gone. She was like a mother to you, an even better mother than your stepmom had been the past few years. You had no idea how Billy was going to get through this, but you knew you’d always be there for him. You found him hiding in your shed holding one of the rabbits you two had found and were taking care of.  You didn’t say anything, but sat next to your best friend. What do you say to someone who lost their mom? Hardly anything anyone said to you did any good at taking the pain away. It was your Aunt who just sat with you ‘til you cried and couldn’t cry anymore that helped the most. You placed an arm over Billy’s shoulder pulling him closer to you and the dam broke. You kissed his forehead and rubbed your other hand up and down his arm that held the rabbit to him. It wasn’t until the rabbit started to squirm from getting wet by his tears that you dared move and remove it back to its cage. As soon as you sat back down Billy wrapped himself around you instead and continued to cry.

“If I didn’t get hurt playing with guys…she wouldn’t have needed to pick me up…and she wouldn’t have…she wouldn’t have been hit-“

“Hey, Billy, stop.” You lifted his head to look at you. It was only then you saw the welt on his cheek and a bruise starting to form under his eye. “What happened Billy?” He only shook his head and buried it in the crook of your neck to sob even more. You held him tighter and closer, “This is NOT your fault Billy. Don’t listen to anyone who tells you otherwise. Your mom loves- loves you and went to pick you up because of that. It’s not your fault that Al can’t drink at home and not drive. Don’t you dare put this on yourself Billy. I won’t let you.”

It was after the funeral that he started showing up with random bruises and was out of school more often. Days he didn’t show up at class, you’d sneak into his room. Sometimes he wouldn’t let you in, but you found one of his house windows never locked and would sneak in anyways despite his protests of telling you to just go home. You stayed best friends until he turned 16 and started dating a bunch of floozies.  He stopped spending time with you as often, but you two always kept your tradition of having every Sunday night to just the two of you. That’s when Bobby came into the picture. He was the star quarter back of your high school and yet somehow the “Dr. Doolittle” of the school caught his eye. Him and Billy did NOT get along and thus another wedge between the two of you. He tried telling you Bobby was a prick, that you deserved better, but you ignored him. He wasn’t dropping any floozy you said was no good, so why would you drop the guy who gave you all of his attention? Although you were about a year and a month apart in age, you always celebrated together and had a joint party. He was turning 17 and you 18 that you had a turning point in your relationship and not a very good one. Him and Bobby had gotten into a fight that broke up the party due to the cops being called. You were livid. It was your 18th birthday party and your boyfriend and best friends ruined it because they couldn’t play nice for even a few hours. You hadn’t even gotten to exchange your gifts yet and you really wanted to give him his.

You were about to go to bed when you heard a tapping on your window. You almost ignored it knowing exactly who it was and not really wanting to talk to him at the moment. You waited before turning towards your window only to have him be nowhere to be found. Before you could open your window, the doorbell rang. It was already midnight and you knew your step mom would be more than pissed at you for the intrusion on her “beauty sleep.” *gag*

She made it to the door before you in a huff in her nightgown starting to rant about a lady needing her beauty sleep only to stop once seeing Billy in your doorway. His eyes flicked to you down the hall and your step mom started to turn, but Billy was quick to lay out his charms. Telling her she didn’t need any sleep to be beautiful blah, blah, blah. She was dating it up like it was served on a silver platter.

“I really am sorry to intrude, but y/n left this evening before I could give her her gift and I’d really hate to break tradition. I’m sure a smart, beautiful woman such as yourself can understand and would be so kind as to let me see y/n for a brief moment.”

She was contemplating and he bit his lower lip as he tilted his head down to look at her through his lashes. You could see it worked as she became flustered and allowed him in.

“Only for you Billy. But don’t let her dad find out if else we’ll both in be in trouble and I’m not sure what kind of…punishment would be in store.”

You watched him try not to grimace at her antics as he thanked her and kissed her hand before beelining for you and your room.

He shut the door as soon as he got inside and braced himself against it as if afraid she’d bust through and have her way with him.

“Have you NO shame?” You stood in front of him with your arms crossed over your chest as you slightly glared at him.

He only smirked at you as he rolled his tongue across his lower lip. You noticed now he had a cut on his left cheek and a bruise starting to form from his fight with Bobby. You couldn’t help but reach for his face and his hand caught yours as he looked at you with absolute seriousness in his eyes.

“There’s very little I wouldn’t do for you y/n.“ 

And you felt a jerk in your insides at his remark and the look he was giving you. He started to close the distance between you, but you panicked and spoke up.

“You uh… said you had my present." 

He stopped and looked at you with a brief look of pain before he replaced it with a not so confident smirk on his face.

"Uh… yeah… yeah I do.” He took a small book out of his back pocket.

You opened it to find a photo album with photos of the 2 of you from over the years and some of the letters you wrote back and forth. You also found a small mix tape labeled “Remember Me”

“Remember Me?… You going somewhere?” You half laughed your question, but when he didn’t respond you looked up at him, he was looking down with a sudden interest in his shoes.

You moved closer to him and lifted his chin to look at you. He had a small trail of tears already finding your answer you only wrapped him in your arms as you yourself began to cry. What were going to do without your best friend being around anymore?

You waited a few minutes before parting slightly to look at him, “When do you leave?”

“Next week…”

“WHAT?! When were you going to tell me?! As you were driving off?! How long have you known?!”

“My dad announced the move a couple of days ago. He’s making us leave rather suddenly…”

“Does this have to do with Mrs. Jenkins getting suspicious of how your dad treats you? Or the suspension you got for your last fight? Or-“

“It doesn’t matter y/n. I’m not an adult, I have no say in the matter and we’re leaving.”

You sniffled a little and tugged at his hand for him to lay with you in your bed as you each laid facing each other.

“Where is he moving you to?”

“Hawkins, Indiana.”

“Fuck, that’s so far away.” You felt more tears wanting to burst, but tried to hold yourself together.

He pushed some hair behind your ear and cupped your face. “I know, but we can write to each other, call each other, and as soon as I turn 18, I’m coming back to Cali.”

You were worried he might not even survive that long. His dad was starting to get worse again and then Billy started taking it out on Max. You liked the young girl. You two would skateboard together and she loved helping you guys take care of all your little creatures. But now you wouldn’t be around for Billy to run to and have someone be a buffer between him and Max.

“Hey…” He broke you from your thoughts. “Everything will be ok. It’s only for a little while and then I’ll be back… Just don’t do anything stupid like get married before I do.”

You could only scoff at his ludicrous idea that you would get married. You did care for Bobby and enjoyed your time with him, but you didn’t feel that you loved him. Someone else got your heart racing faster, skin electrified with a single touch more than Bobby ever did. And now he was leaving. You leaned in and kissed his cheek and then his forehead.

“I won’t get married if you behave rebel.”

It was his turn to scoff at you.

“I have a gift for you too.” You rolled over to get his gift out of your nightstand.

You both stayed lying down as he opened the small box. He pulled the chain out and the pendant swung at the bottom of the loop.

His eyes instantly flushed with tears as he looked at it before looking at you and then back to the necklace as if not believing he really held it in his hands.

“Where did you get this?” He sat up as he took a closer look at the pendant.

You brushed away his tears with the pads of your thumbs. “I have my ways. Don’t worry about it. Your mom wanted you to have it and I wasn’t about to let that ass hole keep it away from you.” You turned around to grab something else out of your drawer. You placed an envelope in his hands and he dropped it recognizing the handwriting on the top. He stared at the envelope for a short time before picking it back up and holding it delicately.

“You don’t have to open it now. I just found it in the same place as the pendant.”

He stuffed the envelope in his coat pocket not ready to read it.

You gently took the necklace from his grip, “I put it on a more ‘manly’ chain for you. I know you have a reputation to protect. But I know that she wanted you to have this and it means a lot to you.” You placed the necklace around his neck and he stared down at it before looking back up at you with that indescribable appearance in his eyes from just little bit ago.

“Thank you y/n. This means so much to me. Thank you.”

You both fell asleep tucked together enjoying one of the last nights you’d have together.

The next week you were helping to pile some boxes into his car with as many as possible.

“I think that’s the last of it.” You shuffled over to him with your hands in your back pockets.

He pulled you into a hug and a placed a kiss on your head. He held you close for a few moments before he dug into his pocket.

“This is for you.” He held up the other dangling spear head earing to his set.

“But what if you lose the other one?”

“I’ll just have to be extra careful not to, now won’t I?” He smirked down at you before he moved your hair back taking out the stud you had in your ear to place his earing in the hole instead.

You fluffed your hair a little, but kept it behind your ear to show off the new accessory.

“What do you think?”

“Now you look like a punk girl.”

“Oh, because my style and hair didn’t already say that?”

“Eh, now it’s no question.”

“Whatever you say rebel.”

“Remember that princess.”

Both your faces fell at the realization this would be the last time you would see each other for awhile. Neither would admit could be the last time either, but you could never allow yourself to believe that. You both put each other into a tight embrace.

“You take care of yourself princess.”

“You too Rebel. I’ll miss you.”

You held onto him tighter not wanting to let go, but he had to break your embrace. He placed another lingering kiss to your forehead before rushing into his car and taking off after his dad’s car and the moving truck.

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I Myself Am Strange & Unusual Part 8

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Your nights became restless as you couldn’t shake the feeling you were being watched almost constantly. Your nightmares became more frequent as well. No matter how effective your abilities could be to others, you never seemed capable of erasing these memories from your mind. Your eyes started to get big bags under them and you started to get a pail complexion. Joyce was the first to voice her concerns, but you didn’t open up much to her, so she sent in the big guns…hopper.

It was Friday afternoon and you were cleaning up your room from the last class of the day before you heard your classroom door open.

“Hey y/n. Need any help in here?”

You turned to look at Hopper as he stepped closer and it was once he got a good look at you, you saw concern lace his features. Before you said a word he closed the space between you and held you close.

“Why didn’t you tell me anything when we talked over the phone sweetheart?”

You buried your head further into his chest not really wanting to have this discussion.

“I’ve just been having a hard time getting a good night’s sleep is all.”

“Anything I can do to help?”

The playful side of your mind had a few ideas come to the surface, but you felt exhausted and just wanted a night filled with sleep.

“Cuddle me?” You pouted up at him and he let out a light chuckle at your expression.

“You sure? Not sure the girls would fall for that it was late and I slept over excuse again.”

“You can sneak out the window.”

“Do I look like a teenage boy to you?”

“Should I find one so they wouldn’t mind sneaking around?”

He scoffed at you and feigned a hurt expression before he leaned in close allowing his breath to fan your neck.

“I know a teenage boy wouldn’t be able to do half the things I could do to you sweetheart.”

You felt an instant warmth between your legs and pressed yourself closer to the chief towering over you slightly.

“Is that a threat Chief?”

His grip moved to your waist and he pulled you even closer to him, “Only if you want it to be.” He nipped lightly at your neck before his lips found their way to yours.

Your hands snaked their way around him to have one hand cupping his cheek to pull his face closer to yours while the other tugged lightly at the hairs on the back of his neck. He stepped to have you encased between him and one of the counter tops in your class room. He pinched at your hips and you leapt up slightly as he placed you to be seated on the countertop before placing himself between your legs. You two became consumed in each other your exhaustion forgotten as a renewed energy coursed through you as Jim continued to have his hands and lips roam all of your exposed skin. You eventually had to catch your breath and rested your forehead against his.

“I’m feeling better already,” you teased.

He laughed at your remark before placing a light kiss on your lips and pulling away further to look at you and cup your face in his hands.

“You know you can talk to me…about anything, right?”

You looked up at him wanting to confess every gory detail to him, but held back. You knew he was guarded as well and didn’t want the confessions to be one sided.

“I know Jim. It’s just I don’t know what’s triggering these episodes/memories and it’s starting to get to me.”

“Well I’m here to help in any way that I can.”

You placed a kiss on his palm that was still holding your cheek, “I know and thank you.”

He placed a kiss to your forehead before starting to pull you off the countertop.

“Come on, let’s go feed the two drama queens and then get you home. We can suggest a sleep over and I’ll sneak out the DOOR in the morning before they wake up. Deal?”

“That sounds perfect to me. But what’s for dinner?”

Rose wanted Chinese food and Jane had never really had it, so you got some on your way home. Jane didn’t understand why you used “little sticks” to eat the food with, but enjoyed getting Rose to laugh as she stabbed her pork with the chop stick just to pick it up and consume it like a shish kabob. Then Jane was so excited for the cookie at the end of the meal, she bit right into it to have her fortune sticking half way out of her mouth which earned a giggle from everyone at the table. You could tell Jane was a slightly self-conscious about it, so you took a chunk out of your cookie to have your fortune fall out of your mouth with your bite and got everyone to laugh at you instead.

The girls went to bed slightly early for a Friday, but they did have a long week at school with some projects that were due. You and Jim stayed up watching a movie and cuddling on the couch. You felt so at ease with Jim holding you, you fell asleep in no time. He looked down at you and brushed your hair out of your face. He was still concerned about what was bothering you so much and wished you would open up to him. He knew how hard it got carrying things on your own. He moved you to your bed and got himself comfortable next to you before he embraced you to lay back against his chest. It was the most peaceful sleep you had gotten in some time, but your dreams weren’t one of your own.

You could hear Jim before you could see anything. It sounded as if he was reading something. The story sounded familiar, but you couldn’t place it. 

“Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it” You heard Jim read more clearly with a slight wavering in his voice. 

Your vision became clear as you saw Jim sitting in a hospital bed with a little girl reading Anne of Green Gables. The little girl was bald and had a breathing tube, but she still looked so enthralled with what Jim was reading to her. It made your heart ache at the sight.

You knew the little girl wasn’t Jane, but had no idea who she was. You were brought back to consciousness by Jim being the one to cry out in his sleep.

“Sarah…sarah!“ 

You gently woke him afraid of what memory you had just witnessed. The sheer look of anguish on his face as he looked to you with tears in his eyes made you cradle him closer to you. He composed himself, but no movement to part from you. You were afraid to ask, but had to know.

“Jim… who’s Sarah?”

He sat upright and ran his hands over his face as he released a bitter sigh. He told you about his life before Jane and how because of what happened to his first daughter, he was that much more protective of Jane.

You took his face in your hands and had him look at you, “Sarah sounds like she was an amazing young girl. And I know she’d be proud of how well you’re raising Jane. You’re a great dad Jim. Don’t ever doubt that.”

He gave you a sad smile before placing a kiss filled with gratitude on your lips. He laid you both down wrapping you close to him as you nuzzled into his neck. It didn’t take long for him to fall back asleep, but you couldn’t help but wonder what else he had endured to become the man he is now. 

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First off... THANK YOU ALL for all the love, re-blogs, and lovely comments and messages. I apologize for slacking this weekend. I've been on a rollercoaster of losing a job I actually enjoyed right before Thanksgiving and then getting a new one right after, but I'm not enjoying it really, & then we had a flood at our home this weekend...so yeah. Thrilling and emotional. I vegged and blanked just reading some of you other wonderful writers instead. I am finishing my next "Cherry Bomb" chapter and will be finishing my next "I Myself Am Strange & Unusual" after I get home. Thanks again for all the love and support. I appreciate it!

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Cherry Bomb Part 4

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in strange things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requester open & hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster.

****BILLY’S POV****

 I was dying waiting for y / n to say something, anything. I didn’t want her to not feel safe around me anymore or question if I was still a good person. Not that I hadn’t been questioning that myself lately, but it would absolutely kill me if she didn’t see me that way anymore. If she didn’t see me as someone redeemable. My life would be over if she saw me as the same as my dad. I didn’t dare move and I could feel my lungs starting to scream for air I was holding my breath waiting for her to say something.

 She slowly and hesitantly placed her hand in mine and it did hurt that she seemed slightly fearful to touch me. I took a breath and lightly squeezed her hand and ran my thumb across the back of hers. The room was deafening in its silence, but I didn’t dare be the first to break it. I felt her thumb wipe away something wet from my face. I didn’t even realize I had started crying in my anguish. I looked at her to see the tears were falling down her face again as well. I cautiously reached to brush them away and she leaned into my touch.

“You can’t turn into your dad… I won’t let you… but if you… if you hurt me, I’m out.”

“Y/n, I could never-“

“You say that, and I WANT to believe it. I want to believe it so bad, but after what I just came from, you can understand me being cautious, can’t you?”

I hung my head, but she quickly lifted it back to look at her as she cupped my face in her hand while she held on tighter to my hand.

“The fact you still hurt, about all of it. It lets me know that you’re still in there. The Billy that would drive half way across the city to get me my favorite cookies after I had an extremely bad day is still in there. He just needs to not be afraid of coming out. You know you don’t HAVE to be an ass to keep yourself safe. If you were nicer, you’d probably have more people on your side ya know.”

I let out a light laugh as I pressed a kiss into her palm. I pulled her in close to me and held her to my chest. I couldn’t lose her again. I won’t allow it.

*** Your POV****

You felt torn. You knew “Your Billy” was in there somewhere, but how far down would you have to dig? How much crap would you have to go through to bring him back? You rested your head on his chest just enjoying laying with him like you used to. You wondered if he knew how much you love him. You always knew, but were afraid to admit because what if he didn’t feel the same? What if you lost your best friend because of it? You couldn’t risk losing him now that you had him back. But it was killing you not to say anything. You knew his ways of being with different females, not really caring about them, but trying filling this void. You wished you could be enough to fill that, but you hadn’t been so far, why would now be any different?

“What time is it?” He asked after you just laid together for some time.

“Almost 11. You wanna just stay the night?” You played with his necklace not wanting to look up as you knew he would have to go home. His dad wouldn’t allow him to be out ALL night.

“You know I want to.”

“I know.”

He held you tighter before he started to sit up. He held your face in both of his hands as he placed a light kiss to your lips.

“Goodnight y/n.”

“Night Billy.”

He started to make his way out your door, but suddenly turned back around to face you.

“You have any plans for tomorrow?” He asked with a smile on his face.

“Nope, I don’t start work at the clinic ‘til Monday officially, but I am on stand by in case of any emergencies.”

“Good. I’ll bring Max by tomorrow then. 9AM work for you?”

“Sounds perfect.” You couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across your face. You had missed that little punk.

“See you tomorrow y/n.” He quickly closed the distance between you and placed another chaste kiss on your lips before departing.

You went to bed happier than you had been in quite some time.

(The next day)

You made a light breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon since you weren’t sure if they would have eaten already. You remembered Susan was pretty good about fixing meals for all of them. You didn’t much care for the woman and what she allowed Neil to get away with treating Billy the way that he did. You did understand her a little better and her meek demeanor after being in an abusive relationship yourself. But now you felt even more determined to not let Neil continue to hurt Billy. Neil already didn’t much care for you and you somewhat blamed yourself partially for them leaving. You would have Billy and Max at your place quite often, just so they wouldn’t have to be home. Your dad didn’t understand it and your stepmom had a crush on Billy. Billy never gave her the time of day, but it didn’t stop that despicable woman from pining over the buff young man. You couldn’t really blame her. You were disrupted from your thoughts by a knock on your door and hearing the muffled voice of Max wondering where the hell Billy had taken her. You opened the door and were charged by a head of red hair tumbling into you. You both held onto each other tightly happy to be reunited.

“What are you doing here?!” She asked with a huge grin on her face as she peeled back slightly to look up at you.

“I’m here for you two of course. Why else would I be stupid enough to give up Cali for Hawkins?” You let out a light laugh but couldn’t miss Billy’s face drop for a split second before he placed his smile back on his face.

“Did you fix breakfast?” Max asked upon smelling the food.

“Of course. I still need too you know. I wasn’t sure if Susan already made breakfast for you guys.”

“She had to work so she didn’t fix us anything.” Max replied as she made her way to the food on the table.

“Help yourself.” You chuckled at watching her pile the food onto her plate.

Billy came up behind you and placed his arms around your shoulders pulling your back against his chest.

“Are you happy?” He whispered into your ear.

You turned around in his arms with concern etched on your features as you placed your arms around the back of his neck. Max didn’t pay you two much mind. She was used to seeing you guys being affectionate and would always give you guys crap to just date each other already. If she only knew how it wasn’t THAT easy.

“What makes you ask that?”

“You did leave Cali and come here. I know you needed to get out for multiple reasons, but it’s not like you didn’t have family further north in Cali you could have stayed with instead of coming to this shit hole.”

You looked back at Max as she smiled at you taking another bite of pancake.

“I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be then right here, right now, with you- with you two.”

He smirked at your slipping over your words. He placed a kiss on your cheek, “Let’s eat.”

You were slightly taken aback by him only giving you a kiss on your cheek instead of a kiss on the lips like he had no problem doing yesterday. You weren’t going to read too much into it. Maybe he was just not wanting to be too affectionate in front of Max? Yeah, that had to be it.

You all enjoyed breakfast and then lounged around watching some movies on your couch. Max ended up falling asleep and you felt Billy poke you on your side. You turned your head to look at him and were surprised as he crashed his lips to yours. You reciprocated just as eager. You couldn’t get enough of this boy. He got up and took your hand pulling you up off the couch and started to lead you back to your bedroom. He gently laid you on your bed remembering about your ribs before he placed himself above you. He laid there just studying your features and you started to feel self-conscious.

“I don’t know how I never saw it before,” He said.

“What?” You asked looking into his ocean blue eyes.

“You have a grey hair near your forehead.” You shoved at him and let out a scoff at him.

“Ass”

“You love it.” You gulped questioning if you should say it. You decided against it and kissed him instead trying to convey your feelings within it.

He kissed you back and it felt different than before. It was filled with need, desire, a feeling of home, and dare you say it, love? You enjoyed your time exploring each other with your lips and hands, but not going further than that with Max right in the other room and you weren’t honestly ready for that just yet with Billy. You both must have dozed off because you were woken up by Max lightly shoving you.

“Y/n…y/n…we need to get home for dinner. Dad will be pissed if we’re not there.”

You stirred awake slowly and looked at the sleeping boy next to you. You hated to wake him, but knew Max was right. You couldn’t wait to take them both away from that man.

He may not have been violent to Max, but you knew it was only a matter of time. You stirred Billy awake and sent them on their way home.

You decided to tidy up a bit and take a nice warm bath before going to bed. Billy may not have been happy with his move to Hawkins, but you were happy with yours so far.

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I Myself Am Strange & Unusual Part 7 Disclaimer: I do not own characters featured in Stranger Things. This will contain adult/mature content as it progresses. Input is always appreciated. And requests are open as well. Hope you enjoy. Image credit to original poster. You woke up EARLY the next morning to the most annoying alarm in the world. You tried to reach over to turn it off, but found yourself with an arm securely around your midsection holding you close to a warm chest and a breath tickling the back of your neck. You tried to wriggle free only slightly enough to reach the alarm, but to no avail. “Hop, I need you to let go for just a brief second.” You quietly spoke in his ear to earn only a grumble in response and instead of loosening his grip, it only got tighter, and he buried his head further into your neck.  This got you to giggle as his beard tickled your neck. “Hop! Seriously, I need to get that alarm before the girls wake up to it too.” This got him to somewhat wake up as well as he slacked his grip to let you turn off the alarm. As soon as he heard the alarm fall silent he gripped you back into his chest and placed a kiss on the back of your neck. For having only cuddled the whole night, he sure was affectionate. But you weren’t about to complain in the slightest. “You’re making it very hard to get out of this bed ya know.” He merely placed another kiss on your neck as you rolled over to look at him. His hair slightly standing up in different directions from trying to tuck into you, his eyes still glazed from the deep sleep you both shared, and a lopsided grin on his face. “Who said we had to get out of bed so soon?” He moved himself to be lightly on top of you balancing his weight on his forearms. You bopped his nose, “You did silly. Something about not wanting to have the girls find us sharing a bed…which, I do agree with. We’re not officially anything, no reason to upset anyone…yet.” His face fell at you saying you weren’t anything official, only to have a smile appear at your yet comment. “You said they wouldn’t be up that early. It’s the weekend, they had an eventful night, and they didn’t get that much sleep last night.” “True, but you know kids. The energy is wasted on the youth.” He chuckled as he placed a light kiss on your lips, “But I don’t wanna.” He gave you light pout as you wrapped your arms around the back of his shoulders to lift yourself up to place a light kiss on his pouty lips. “Come on. I’ll fix you some breakfast.” You quickly maneuvered yourself out from under him. He tried to grab you, but you dodged just in time. You could hear him grumbling about something and figured he’d be out to join you soon enough. You were breaking eggs as you heard him come out into the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as he placed a kiss on your shoulder. You couldn’t get over how natural it felt for him to be this close to you. You felt relaxed with him and hoped he honestly felt the same with you. He unwrapped himself from you and moved to the bowl next to you where you had already put the ingredients for the pancakes in and started to whisk it all together. You both maneuvered around each other like it was a dance and had breakfast ready just in time for all three little ladies to come waltzing rubbing the sleep from their eyes.  “Morning girls. Did you sleep ok the rest of the night?”  “What are you doing here?” Jane’s speaking had made massive strides you heard from how she was speaking just earlier at the year. You noticed her picking up different phrases from your own daughter, as well as the shows they would all watch together. But unfortunately, she was at the same time getting the “teenage girl attitude.” You weren’t sure if she and Hopper were going to survive the next few years very well. “Well good morning to you too.” Hopper was trying not to have a tone. You could tell things could escalate quickly and you didn’t miss the knowing look Rose gave you. “It was late, he was tired, and he crashed in the guest room. Calm down ladies.” They all sat at the table, but Jane didn't take her slight glare away from Hopper. He sat across from her and you discreetly traced your fingers across the his shoulder blades as you sat in an attempt to calm him down as well. You noticed he slightly relaxed, but was not liking the look he was receiving from Jane. "So what did you ladies want to do today? Movie, arcade, go out for lunch?" "Can we meet the boys at the arcade?" Max was a pro at the video game dig dug and Rose was a master at Centipede. They liked to switch off between each other and try to beat the other's high score. "Sure. After breakfast you can give them a call and ask them what time to meet up... Do you have work today Chief? You're more than welcome to join... If that's ok with the rest of the ladies." You purposefully looked to Jane to gauge her reaction. Hopper and Jane merely looked at each other before he responded, "I would love to join you ladies, if that's ok." "Fine." Jane didn't budge and Hopper merely raised his eye brows. "Good, I can't wait to kick his butt at Space Invaders." You smirked at Jane earning a crack in her glare once she saw Hopper's look of surprise on his face directed towards you. "What are we 12? Are you seriously challenging me to a video game?" "Well I know it won't be a fair battle. I mean, you look a little 'old' to have ever really played a video game let alone the type to have any interest in doing so. But I'm ok with kicking your butt no matter how large of an advantage I have." Jane started laughing at the incredulous look Hopper had on his face at you. He shoveled another bite in his mouth and seemed to be in thought as he ate with a playful glare in your direction. "You're on." The tension at the table had eased and you were all able to enjoy the rest of breakfast. The ladies helped clear the table and then dispersed to get dressed and ready. Hopper came behind you as you were washing the dishes trapping you between him and the sink. "So, this 'unfair' battle you signed me up for... What's in it for me?" You turned around in your entrapment and smirked up at him, "What kind of stakes do you want on the table?" "You." You felt an instant warmth start to pool between your legs as he looked down with a hunger in his eyes and the images that painted in your mind of you on the table beneath him. "And if I win?" "What do you want if you win." You ran your hand down his chest drawing near the hem of his pants and traced the tip of your finger from his left side to his right side slightly under the hem across the top he released a shuddering breath as he pressed further into you as he brought his hands to your hips. "I want ice cream if I win." He let out a low growl as he lowered his mouth to your ear, "You are a cruel woman, but I know just what to do with a bad girl." You couldn't help the light moan that escaped your lips nor could you stop your body from pressing closer to him. Before he could respond you both quickly stepped away from each other as you heard the girls returning to the room talking adamantly about their excitement to meet up with the boys. You wrung your hands on the dish towel to try to gather yourself and not appear flustered. "What did the boys say about what time to meet them?" "They said whenever, so we said right now." Max responded. "Then right now it is." You started to usher the girls out to the car. You looked at Hopper and saw that hunger in his eyes as he raked his sights on you from head to toe. You couldn't help but have an anxious shudder course through you. All of you ladies piled into one car while Hopper took his work truck in case he got called on an emergency. Once you all arrived at the arcade, the ladies shuffled off with the boys while you had Hopper follow suit as you made your way to the Space Invaders game. "You were serious?" He asks as he comes up beside you. "As a heart attack." You grinned at him as you bent over to place some quarters into the machine. You of course beat him no contest as the group of kids gathered around. The girls cheering you on and the boys cheering for Hopper. You were all just about done and started to leave the arcade when Hopper spotted an old Duck Hunt game and flashed a smirk on his face. "Ok, so you may have beaten me at Space whatever, but I'm willing to bet double or nothin' I can beat you a shooting game." "I'm not sure if that's fair. You hunt AND carry a gun on a regular basis." "And our match was fair?" You stood with your arms crossed contemplating on taking him up on his challenge. On the one hand, you LOVED to win and on the other, you kind of wanted him to win so he could have his way with you. Not that you wouldn't have let him otherwise, but you knew it was always good to boast a guy's ego. "You're on Chief." You sauntered over to the game and allowed him to play first. Of course he did well. He's the Chief of police and goes hunting. What he didn't know though was that since your husband was ex-military you had your fair share at shooting ranges too. You went balls to the wall and got Hopper nervous he'd lose at this game too. You could see he was on the edge of his seat watching you with curiosity as to how you had such a good shot. BUT you missed a couple here and there resulting in him still getting the higher score.  You didn't picture him as a sore winner, but he was rather smug about beating you. "I hope you're ready to pay up." he whispered into your ear as you headed out. "Are you ready for that?" You winked at him as you all made your way to the pizza joint across the parking lot for lunch. You and Hopper sat next to each other as you ate placing teasing touches on each other's thighs throughout the meal when the kids weren't paying attention. Lunch was inhaled soon enough and it was time to get everyone home. You had Max and Rose go to your car to give Max a ride home while Jane went into Hopper's truck. "I had fun today." You leaned back against your car as Hopper stood in front of you, but not too close. "So did I. But I can't wait to cash in on our bet." "I bet you can't." You saw his face fall slightly as you gave no indication you couldn't wait either. You got close to him and whispered into his ear, "Neither can I." You nipped his earlobe only slightly before turning to go back to your car. You gave him a small wave and a wink from your driver's seat as you pulled out of the lot to take Max home. After you dropped off Max you could Rose wanted to say something. "Out with it already babe." She let out a sigh, "You know I want you to be happy, right?" You looked over at her unsure of where this was heading. "Of course I do....I feel like there's a 'but' coming up." "But...there's a lot going on in this town and Jane and Hopper are almost right in the center...are you ready for that?" You honestly didn't know. Now you were more tempted to use your abilities and pick his brain, but at the same time were terrified of what you would find. "They're fighters mom. And I know you are too and that it almost killed you the last time you fought...so are you really ready to face it all again?" Sometimes you couldn't believe how old your daughter seemed, but given how your lives had been, it made sense. "I'm tired of running and I know you are too. And given what you told me, it's not like we'd get very far even if we did try to run." You reached back and took her hand from where she sat in the back seat and squeezed her hand reassuringly. You arrived at home and couldn't shake the feeling like you were being watched. You made sure to lock all your windows and doors that night, but didn't get much sleep. How do you fight something that can see you, but you can't see it?

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Cherry Bomb Part 3

Part 1  Part 2

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in strange things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requester open & hope you enjoy.

Warnings: Foul Language, mentions of abuse, and implied rape.

You decided to wear something kind of cute to dinner. Some tight jeans and off the shoulder black sweater. You put on a little bit of makeup just to freshen up your face and spritzed on your favorite perfume. You kept dinner simple with some salad, pasta, some mixed vegetables, and garlic bread. You were just finishing setting the table when someone knocked on your door. You opened it to find both boys almost on top of each other trying to get to your door first. You couldn’t help but chuckle at ridiculous they were being.

“Come on in boys. Dinner is ready and waiting.”

They both tried to step through at the same time, thus getting them stuck in the doorway. Steve held back and let Billy walk through first to which he was smug about of course.

Billy gave you a hug and a kiss on your temple, “Lookin’ good princess. You get all dolled up for me?”

You couldn’t miss seeing the biggest eye roll to ever exist come from Steve. “Nope, just wanted to freshen up. It has been the first few days I’ve had a DECENT shower and an occasion to doll up a little bit. Driving solo can be boring.”

“Well I can’t believe I’m going to agree with Hargrove, but you do look good.” Steve gives you a hug as well and you can see Billy puff up.

“Let’s stop standing around and get to the food before it gets cold.” You had to put distance between them and food in their mouths to shut them up before they try to show up each other further.

The boys both seemed to really enjoy the food and were actually somewhat civil over the discussion at the table. Steve was asking more about your life back in Cali while Billy was curious as to what you had been up to after he left. You tried not to leave Steve out of things too much with memories and inside jokes only you and Billy shared, but Billy tried his best to keep it that way. You didn’t share everything with them at the table. You figured some of what had happened after Billy left was not to be discussed at the dinner table, but in private and he caught on when you did your nervous twitch of rubbing your nose before you spoke. He was not going to let you go without talking about it later.

Before you knew it the plates and were cleared as the boys cleaned off the table and put the dishes to soak. You were smug as you saw them both turn around and received an eye roll from each.

“We CAN be civil…when the time calls for it.” Steve said exasperated.

“Glad to hear it, because I wanted to have a little get together around Christmas.”

“And who else have you met around town princess?”

“Well I’m supposed to meet the little punks Steve watches every once in awhile. I still have to see Max. And I’d be open to each of you inviting some other friends over. Let me to get to know some other people around town so I’m not only stuck with you two.” You stuck your tongue out as you got up out of your chair.

“I’ll see who I can wrangle. I can think of a few people I think you’d get along with.” Steve gave you another hug and a kiss on the top of your head as he grabbed his jacket to leave. “I’ll see you around y/n. My dad needs help setting up our lights tomorrow, otherwise I’d love to stay longer.”

“Thank you for coming Steve. And thank you for all your help with my move. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you.” You gave him another hug and a kiss on his cheek. You couldn’t miss the blush that flushed his cheeks.

He cleared his throat and gave you a small wave as he made his way out the door.

You could feel the tension rolling off Billy as you turned around. You saw his jaw set and his hands at his sides in fists.

“Would you calm down, it was only a kiss on his-“ You were cut off by Billy closing the space between you and placing a rough kiss on your lips. It took you a moment to realize what was going on before you kissed him back.

He gripped your waist as he pulled you closer and you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck. It was when he started to trace his hands up your sides you flinched away when he reached your ribs. He didn’t say anything as he pulled you closer to him as he lifted your shirt to see your sides wrapped.

“What the fuck y/n?! What the hell happened? Who do I have to kill? Wh-“ You cut him off with a  quick kiss to his lips before pulling back.

“Sit down. I’d really rather you hold me while I tell you everything.”

He still looked pissed and ready to lash out of frustration, but complied and laid back on the couch with one leg hanging for you to lay against him. He let out a frustrated sigh as he started to trace his fingers through your hair. You instantly relaxed and Billy slowly did as well. You were surprised that he patiently waited for you to start explaining the bandages around your ribs.

You let out a sigh, “Your accusing that Bobby got tired of me really hurt the other day, especially given what had actually happened between us.” You felt him tense up again ready to hear the worst and drive back to Cali to handle Bobby himself.

“You already know we were moving in together and at first it was great. He worked at the auto shop with his dad, I went to work at the small vet office, you remember Dr. Johnson, right? I had classes Tuesday through Friday and we each only worked a little bit on Saturdays. So we had dinner together just about every night, spent Sundays either doing work around the apartment or just relaxing. Then after about the first month things started to change. I got really upset I hadn’t heard from you, even though I had written to you.  He got really pissed off I was so concerned about hearing from you when he was my boyfriend and I was living with him. What would I need you for? Then he started accusing me of being in love with you and not him. I told him he was crazy and that was the first time he slapped me. We had been drinking so I blamed it on the alcohol. He was so sorry the next day and took me out to dinner to apologize…Then he started having later hours at the shop and was drinking more. He stopped apologizing and I became a shut in hiding in my own room when I got home. I finally told my Aunt and Grandma when they didn’t believe I got a black eye from a dog head butting me two weeks in a row. I couldn’t go back to living with my dad and stepmom. Not only because I hate my stepmom, but she had already turned my old room into a workout room. My grandma was in the old folks home and my aunt had my niece and nephew to worry about. So they helped me come out here. Bobby caught me packing to leave and lost it. I told him I was leaving, and he couldn’t believe that even after he kept all my letters from being mailed and hid the ones you sent that I was still going to see you. Then I was livid and started to fight back. It was the wrong choice. He hit me over the head pretty bad and everything went blurry, then he started to take off my clothes and…I blacked out to wake up in the hospital. My Aunt got nervous when she hadn’t gotten a phone call from me that I was done packing and came over with my Uncle. They found me half undressed and Bobby on top of me.  I woke up in the hospital the next day with a concussion, severely bruised ribs, and scattered bruises all over. My trip was postponed for a couple of days while I recovered, and my Aunt wouldn’t let me leave anyways. And then I came out here without looking back.” At one point you had started to have tears just stream down your face and Billy’s chest was soaked.

“I’m gonna kill him.”

“No, you’re staying here with me and never going near that psycho.”

“Y/n…I’m so sorry I wasn’t there. If I had known I would have driven myself back in a heart beat to take you here myself. I-“

“Billy, you didn’t know.” You sat up slightly and rubbed your nose with your sweater sleeve and he dried off the fresh tears with the pads of his thumbs.

He looked away from you and gnawed on his thumb nail slightly.

“What’s wrong?” You could tell he wanted to say something but was holding back.

“I…I have something to tell you and you’re not going to like it and given what you just told me I’m even more terrified to tell you how things have been since we got here. I’ve been…I’ve never been as bad as I was a few days ago and I couldn’t be more thankful that you’re here now.” He moved you off of laying on top of him, even though his body was screaming to hold you to him in case you never wanted to see him again after he told you.

“Billy, you can tell me anything. You know that.”

“A few days ago, Max snuck out of her room and didn’t tell me…Dad got home before she got back.” You tensed knowing this was going to be bad, so you grabbed his hand encouraging him to keep going. “He was furious, and I was tired of being her babysitter. She’s old enough she shouldn’t need someone to watch her all the time. So… I talked back.” You squeezed his hand tighter and laid your other hand across his forearm. “My back is still sore from when he threw me into my shelves and it only made me that much madder. I went looking for Max, found her with Steve and some other kids. I saw red and attacked. I got aggressive with a damn kid and may have killed Steve if Max hadn’t sedated me.” Your grip loosened, even though your body was telling to hold him close and let him know that he’d never face his dad alone ever again. “I know it was wrong, but I just…I can’t explain it, because there’s no excuse. I just…I don’t want to become my dad.”

You sat there not able to say anything. You just ran from one abusive dick head, but did you only end up running into the arms of another one?

“Y/n…please…say something…anything.”

“I’m not sure I know what to say.”

[strangenormal]

Master List

Chief Hopper x Reader

I Myself Am Strange & Unusual Summary: You and your daughter move to Hawkins to be closer to your retired parents after somewhat recently losing your husband. You THOUGHT you were moving to a quiet small town to escape your problems. Little did you know you were running straight at them instead. 

Part 1   Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Cherry Bomb Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

[little-iron-dragon]

Dacre Montgomery Needs Positivity

@digitaldevilqueen came up with the idea of doing something nice for dacre so he knows we appreciate and love him

So we (sort of) planned to tweet him some art or even simple tweets that lets him know we’re there for him

We’re planning to make a group chat at Chatstep (if it changes, i’ll let yall know)

Also we’ll be consulting @assholeheartthrob before actually doing anything cause shes pro

Yes . you’re welcome to join as long as you

love dacre (cause we’re tryna spread positivity)

are not gonna talk shit to the people that are involve who likes Billy or ships harringrove

keep it nsfw-free (cause we’re not tryna scare him)

so if you want to join

reblog or reply (or try to contact us?)

Kindly spread the word

[assholeheartthrob]

@dacres-unbuttoned-shirts Wow, you are too kind! Thank you so much!

And this is a really great idea <3

[princess-chocolate-drop]

Please

[dailydacremontgomerysource-blog]

Would love to be involved :)

[strangenormal]

Let’s turn his world upside down!...in a good way ;P

[strangenormal]

Cherry Bomb Part 2

Part 1

Summary: You were Billy’s best friend when he lived in California. You lost touch not by choice. You never took the chance to share your feelings before he left. Will you take the chance now that you followed him all the way to Hawkins?

Billy x Reader/ POSSIBLE Steve x Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in strange things. Story will contain mature content as it progresses. Requester open & hope you enjoy.

You couldn’t imagine what Billy had been through in the few months you had been apart, but it didn’t appear to be anything good. You were laying in his bed with him sound asleep in your arms. You could never get over how at peace and innocent he looked when asleep compared to his usually pissed off look. You lightly traced your fingers framing his face as you came up to his hair and teased one of his curls.

“You know it’s rude to stare princess.”

Your heart jumped a little not expecting him to be awake.

“I think you’re one of the last people to inform others of what is rude if I recall correctly Rebel.”

He slowly opened his eyes as he looked at you still not quite believing you were there with him. You saw his mind start to think as he started to look upset and sat upright against the headboard of his bed and getting out of your reach.

“What are you doing here?” And there was the ass hole you came out to the middle of nowhere for.

“What the fuck Billy?! I LEFT California to come out here for you! And THIS is how you react to seeing me. Of course, AFTER the fact that you got all your other emotions out of the way. I don’t know why I thought for a second that things may have been different by me coming out here.”

“Why DID you come out here? It’s not like you cared after I left anyways.”

“Excuse me?!”

Now you were standing above him, but he wasted no time in standing toe to toe with you. He may have been a few inches taller than you, but you weren’t about to back down. He may have been an ass back in Cali, but from what little you heard from Max he got worse after they moved out to Hawkins.

“You never called, you never wrote. Why do you care all the sudden? Bobby get tired of your ass or something, so you decided to come out here?”

It took all your will power to not slap him across the face for his accusation. You knew he got smacked around enough as it was. You grabbed your jacket off the back of his chair in a huff and went to climb back out his window.

“What, nothing to say because it’s true?”

You merely flipped him off without looking back not wanting to let him see the tears that started to fall. You took off running as soon as your feet hit the ground, you moved even faster once you heard his boots starting to come after you.

“Y/n! Stop! Damn it!”

You jumped into your car and took off just barely missing running him over as he tried to get in the way. You didn’t look back hoping he didn’t grab his keys to have time to jump into his car and come after you. You made it back to your apartment both happy and sad that he didn’t follow you. Exhausted you collapsed onto your bed and fell asleep quickly.

You woke up the next morning and got ready to head to the vet. You were only going to have to be there for a few hours to get acquainted with the vet and how he wanted the office ran. You hit it off well and he was impressed with what you already knew only being a recent freshman in college. You had always been fascinated with animals would always take care of sick ones you would find. Your parents used to encourage your love of the animals, especially your mom. But once she passed and your dad remarried a horrible woman who hated every creature and she then influenced your father to stop letting you bring creatures into the house. You kept them, but out in a yard shed. Your relationship with your dad became distant the longer he was married to your step mom. She just wanted him all to herself, but to still have you be miserable. She’s the one who let your dad know that you were planning on leaving for California, but only because your stepmom didn’t want to have to take care of your grandma who was sick. It was your Aunt on your mom’s side and your grandma that helped you leave and get out of California. You stopped by the grocery store on your way home and ran into Steve. You invited him over, but he told you he already had plans with a group of kids. He invited you, but you were still worn out from the emotional turmoil that is Billy Hargrove. You both made plans for him to come over the next day and help you once the moving van arrived with your furniture.

(The next day)

“Think you brought enough furniture y/n?” Steve gave you a teasing smirk.

You only had your bed, a couch, a big comfy chair, a dresser, a TV stand, your TV, a small dining room set, and a few more boxes with the rest of your clothes, kitchen items, and small other appliances and what not. Oh, and your boxes of books. You had just gotten all your boxes inside almost killing each other trying to carry your boxes of books.

“Ok, now for the fun stuff!” Steve only rolled his eyes at you. “Oh come on Steve, nothing can be as bad those boxes of books.”

“You have a point there.”

You lightly shoved him as you moved to the far end of your small dining table to bring up the rear and let Steve lift and walk backwards up the stairs. You both came down and he took a couple of your chairs to leave the last couple for you. It was when you were coming back out of the truck you stopped to see Billy standing on the sidewalk watching you. You stood there for a second not sure how to react, but started to just walk past him when he grabbed onto one of the chairs you were carrying.

“Billy, let go.”

“Can we talk?”

“Hey, y/n! You lose the feelings in your arms or something? We still haven’t even-“ Steve stopped mid-sentence seeing you standing there with Billy.

Billy instantly flipped a switch. “Seriously?! HARRINGTON?! Of ALL the people I could find you with, I find you with this ass hat?!”

You dropped the chairs down and took a deep breath looking down at your feet.

“Hey, she needed help moving her stuff and I offered. What’s your problem?”

You could feel the tension go sky high in a matter of seconds and you just wanted out of the middle of it. You were still tired from arguing with Billy the other day and just didn’t have the patience in you to deal with it at the moment.

“Steve, I got this. Can you take these chairs and I’ll be back in a minute to finish?”

“You sure you got this.” He didn’t seem to want to leave you alone with Billy. You didn’t know what their history was, but you were bound to find out. You nodded to him before moving forward.

You grabbed Billy and dragged him around the corner to where your car was parked.

“What do you want Billy?”

He stood there and scoffed at you as he did that thing where he rubs his nose a little. He looked at you and noticed you were wearing the earing he had given you before he left. His expression softened only slightly as he reached out to touch the dangling spear headed earing.

“You still wear it?”

“Of course I do you idiot. It reminds of you.”

You stood there with your arms crossed not really wanting to look at him still. It still hurt what he said. Granted he didn’t know what happened between you and Bobby, but still. The accusations stung like a bitch.

He let out a light chuckle and shook his head as he did a small 360 turn before he stood with his back against your car next to you making sure to have your arms brushing against each other like you guys used to do.

“I’m sorry Y/n.”

“Well you should be. You were a real jerk off the other night.”

“The night didn’t leave me pleased like it usually does from a jerk off.” He let out a snicker as you let out a huff and shoved him.

“You’re gross.” You tried to hide how red your face got at the image coming to mind.

He wrapped in his arms and brought you close to him for him to rest his chin on top of your head as you tucked into him.

“I really am sorry. I just- You never wrote, you never called. And then you were here. No notice, just here. And I didn’t know how to react. Things have been horrible since we moved here and I’m breaking.”

You lifted your head to look up at him. “Well I’m here now Rebel. And I’m not going anywhere…as long as you stop being a dick to me of all people.”

His eyes grazed over your form, “No promises princess.”

You felt yourself blush and get a knot in your stomach at his expression.

“Look, I need to finish moving in and Steve has been an EXTREME help in doing so. I don’t know your history, but he’s been nothing but a gentleman to me. I already offered him to stay for dinner after we’re done. You’re welcome to join too…IF you can set aside your differences for ONE night.”

He let out a slight growl with a frustrated sigh. You looked at him expectantly.

“You really do ask a whole lot of me princess.”

“I’m not asking you to do anything. I merely invited you to join us for dinner, BUT if you can’t behave, then don’t come.”

“Do you not want me to?”

“I wouldn’t have invited you if I didn’t dumb ass.”

He pinched your butt a little earning a yelp from you. “No reason to be a smart ass…Let me go drop off Max at home for dinner and I’ll be back.”

“Oh I see, you leave before we finish the heavy lifting to then come back to join in the spoils.”

He rolled his eyes, “What else is there to move?”

You did a little happy dance and got Billy to help you finish moving the rest of the heavy items. Thankfully the boys were too focused on carrying the furniture to bicker back and forth. They both left to shower and change before coming back to eat. You could only hope that bread would be the only thing breaking at dinner.