#dbf!hopper

[margottenenbaum222]

The concept of hopper lighting a cigarette whilst you suck him off.

[randomoutsiders]

OKAY babe i really, really, really need dbf!hopper + somno... like, either he's staying at your place for the night or you're on vacation with him and he's tagged along with your family or whatever, idc i just need to go to sleep in a pretty little set of pajamas and purposefully sleep all spread out so that he can sneak in and absolutely destroy me, and then leave me with a kiss on the forehead like he hasn't just cum inside of me <3 waking up and knowing he took you up on your offer and sharing a little smile with him over breakfast !!! please tell me you see the appeal <3

of COURSE i see the appeal bbg - we are the same.

the irony that takes precedence over all, is the fact that this matching set was but a gift from your parents, neatly gift wrapped with a matching bow as a tiny present for your birthday just a year prior. its pink satin is dotted with miniature hearts spaced neatly over its canvas, its v-neck tank and skimpy shorts perfect for the warm weather that seems to plague your little cabin at the edge of indiana.

its three bedrooms are perfect for your night in, hopper's room adjacent to your own whilst your parents' is about 20 feet at the other end of the hallway. your door is left open but a crack, allowing the cheap air conditioning to filter properly throughout its room while you lay sprawled out on the bed, limbs dewy with perspiration.

hopper's heavy footsteps force angry creaks out of the old floorboards when he steps into your bedroom, hands already easing the door shut behind him with a quiet click. he runs a hand over the scruff of his jaw, stepping as quietly as he can around the perimeter of the bed frame, to clasp his free hand over the bulge of your calf.

he squeezes softly at the flesh before inching higher, calloused fingertips leaving a juxtaposed delicate whisper in their wake. he pushes away the shimmery satin to reveal your pussy, lips glistening with aroused slick, and his cock hardens behind his decades-old joggers.

with a weak groan, he's easing up onto the creaky mattress, hands delving under the waistband of the thick fabric and easing his swollen cock from its confines. "atta girl," he whispers to himself, his tense exhilaration allowing him to forgo the embarrassment of it all. "just like that, sweetheart,"

it should feel wrong, the way he nearly cums without a second thought, balls tightening willfully at the way your cunt is so warm around him, squeezing so delicately at the puffy cock that kisses at your cervix.

he should feel even worse when he pulls out, shaft drenched in your shared spend, watching as beads of his cum bead and then seep out from your weepy hole. he tucks himself back into his pants, draping himself over your body to mesh a searing kiss against your temple before draping your sheets back over your body.

the following morning, he's the last to clunk down the steps, faded t-shirt ripped at his collarbone as he scratches there in his descent, mouth quirking up into a small smile when he sees your parents, and then you. "g'morning," his voice is incredibly gruff with fatigue when he accepts the coffee being handed over from your mother, walking behind you to find his seat in front of the window, free hand scratching softly at the top of your head.

your thighs press firmer together, attempting to keep each last drop of his semen inside until you're forced to shower and eradicate the evidence of last night's debacles. hopper glances of your shoulder to assure your parents are distracted before he flashes a wink, squeezing at your hand that rests beside your fork. "good job, sweetheart," he whispers before hiding his smile behind the rim of his mug. "you were real good."

[ddejavvu]

m.list - jim hopper

fics:

plain old man

blurbs:

dbf!hopper | 2 | 3

you fall asleep on hopper

stepdad!hopper | 2

hopper + cockwarming

[velvetcloxds]

hey could I request a blurb for dbf! hopper where he calls reader whenever he needs help with eleven? love your blurbs!

OUR GIRL | J.H.

word count: 1k

warnings: I made this nanny!reader x dbf!hopper, hope that's okay, age gap obviously, reader is in their twenties. giggles terribly because I love him so much- also the gif??? ignore the blood though

summary: hopper asking you to come over after eleven and mike broke up

You were sitting with your back against the wall, Eleven gripping her pillow tightly though her head was settled in your lap, your fingers digging through her hair in an attempt to calm her down. When Hopper called claiming he was having trouble with her attitude you'd expected to come over to settle a little pre-teen-encouraged spat, what you found, however, was a girl trying to cope with her first breakup.

"Ellie, I'm so sorry," you hummed, the girl moving further into your lap, looking up at you with the saddest brown eyes and absolutely breaking your own heart in the process. "Boys suck," was your simple reply, and though Hopper was stuck in the hall, not allowed in but obviously peaking through the half-closed window, he offered a little nod in agreement.

You'd been the designated nanny for all the kids in town, getting first-hand information about all the latest couples and crushes and you'd sworn to give Mike Wheeler a hiding at his full pre-teen age if he so much as caused a frown on the little Hopper's lips. She was special to you, always the best company if you had to finish an assignment when watching her, helping you with dinner when Jim was working late and it didn't help at all when you and Jim ended up in your complicated little love affair, you'd rearrange the whole town for her before, you'd wipe out the whole world for her now.

"Dad said so too," she sighed and you couldn't stop yourself from pulling her up into a hug, knowing she'd long outgrown being sat up in your lap to be coddled when sad but it was awful hearing her cry like this and she clearly didn't mind, nuzzling her head into your chest with a few sniffles. "Said he'd beat Mike up if I wanted, I didn't," you had to smile, looking up to the door knowing Jim was there, knowing he'd catch your eyes and shrug.

"You can still change your mind," the man noted, and when he pushed his head through the open space both you and Eleven shook your head, sharing a knowing look before reaching a hand out to beckon him over.

"Come on in, old man," you breathed.

"Dad," she groaned and peaked up from where she'd been engulfed in your, Jim's, sweater, letting him take her hand despite her pride, managing a little smile when you squeezed her one more time. "Not cool."

"Listen, Ellie," you stepped in, guiding her to look at you, smoothing some hair from her face and dotting away the wetness under her eyes. "Not all boys are trouble, you know, despite what your dad says, but do you maybe want to wait a little longer before trying the whole dating thing again?" she nodded quickly, if this is how bad Mike, her friend, could make her feel then she had zero interest in any other boys.

"No more boys, ever," she concluded and Hopper was very pleased with that, a wide smile dipping into his lips and earning him a warning raised brow from you. "Except for Dad," she added and made both you and Jim laugh lightly. "He's a good one, that's why he's your boyfriend," she explained and wiped her cheek dry, shrugging as if it was all very self-explanatory.

"He is a good one," you agreed, happy that she was no longer crying, clearly still sad but no longer needing the extra cuddles you had planned for later.

"Do all boys break your heart?" the purest little question, Hopper looked to you to answer, this entire conversation was not for him because he could swear she was just his little El yesterday and now she's talking about boys.

"Not all of them, not the good ones," she moved to sit next to you, a little yawn slipping from her lips, tired from all the crying and the long day and the drama that was sure to come, so you brushed a hand up and down her back, an old habit from when she struggled to fall asleep. "Your dad would never," you were looking at him, smiling just as widely as he was, it was something to behold, such a silly little gesture but it was true, Jim Hopper would protect your heart for as long as he could and you knew that for sure.

"Okay, so I just need to find a good one then, like Dad," Eleven yawned again and you nodded for Hopper to meet you in the hallway, slipping out from your little corner and holding onto the girl's hand as she moved to lay down, sighing happily as you draped her with a blanket, tucking her in just as you usually do.

"You don't have to worry about that now though, you know, just stay our little Ellie for a little while longer, won't you?" you crouched down to be at her level, smiling at her sleepy state and she giggled lightly at your comment.

"I'll try," she mumbled and you kissed her forehead, booped her nose, and squeezed her hand three times just like you'd do when she fell back asleep after a bad nightmare. "I love you, blueberry," she breathed, eyes closing, heart already asleep but mind fighting it just for a few seconds.

"I love you too, pancake," and you did, she wasn't yours, not even slightly but you loved her like she was, like you'd been a part of her life forever, and in special moments like these it felt like you were. "We need to have a little word with Wheeler," you announced tiptoeing into the kitchen where Jim was already making you a cup of cocoa, silently bribing you to stay a little longer.

"We can meet him in the alley," he scoffed and you were drawn to him without any control, melting into his back as you snaked your arms around his waist. "Thank you for coming to talk to our girl," he sounded shy in the statement, busying himself by putting too much sugar in the mug Eleven got you for your birthday, she'd painted it herself and admittedly it looked awful but it was your favourite thing in the world.

"Our girl," you breathed and the words sounded so perfect to your ears, tasted like home on your lips. "We do make a good team though, don't we?"

"The best," he lifted one of your hands from his waist, squeezing it three times, kissing it softly, holding it tight. "You staying the night?"

"Will you help me study if I do?" he wouldn't, he'd distract you long enough for you to cave and cuddle but you had an extra day to study anyway so you'd risk it.

"Of course, I will," he reached a hand around and patted your butt gently, completely contradicting his words. "No distractions, no kisses until you're done," you giggled, kissing the space between his shoulder blades and you didn't need to see his smirk to know it was there, hand not showing any signs of moving.

"Liar."

[tinythebunni]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ DBF!Hopper and innocent reader ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ

Hopper’s Pretty Baby

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He really shouldn’t be doing this. Jerking off to his best friends daughter while she’s downstairs. Giggling and waltzing around in a white dress and lacey pink socks. Her sinful strawberry lips and doe eyes gazing up at him every second. Her hair flowing down her back.

He didn’t know if he wanted to braid for her or pull it while he fucks her from behind. He shouldn’t be thinking these things about someone half his age. Barely legal and just out of Highschool. He wasn’t a pervert. He was just a man with needs. And right now he needed to take care of those needs.

Pink underwear with a white bow wrapped around his cock. He couldn’t decide where to put them. Under his nose so he could smell it while he cums, or have it wrapped around his tip. He was absolutely feral right now. Pulling and palming at his cock in frustration. He slowly stopped touching himself as he pants in need. He needed to cum.

He was acting absolutely sinful right now. He couldn’t control himself. He needed you badly but you were barely prepared for him. You hadn’t even had your first kiss yet. He could just imagine how you would react if you saw him right now. Touching himself, in your bedroom. Watching him.

That’s what he wanted. It’s what he needed. Grabbing your panties, he wrapped it around his tip and started over again. He imagined you walking in and watching him. His cum painting your underwear white. You, gasping and shutting the door behind you. You’d call him a pervert. You’d yell at him and call his disgusting. God he needed that.

You’d degraded him and make him feel nasty and vulnerable. Hopper couldn’t stop himself as he felt his stomach flex and twitch. The coil in his stomach snapping and unraveling. He cums into his palms, but he doesn’t stop there. He keeps going until the burn of overstimulation makes him groan as he cums yet again.

He wipes his hands with your underwear and pulls his pants back up. He gets ready to go downstairs and face you. The object of his desires. His eternal love, yet his forever lust.

[rchjsh]

is there any lyric that screams dbf!jim hopper more than “hey there, delilah, you be good and don’t you miss me. two more years and you’ll be done with school and i’ll be making history like i do.”

[sarahisslytherin]

dbf!hopper, no wait just hear me out, dbf!hopper being your date to a friend's wedding and everyone is losing their minds because this man literally threats you like princess and their men are on the terrace getting drunk on bud lite paying zero attention to them

you can feel their eyes on you as you return from the restroom, the fact that they were just talking about you painfully evident. the party was dying down; the groomsmen had made their way to the terrace for a smoke and the bridesmaids were gathered at a single table.

"we were just talking about your date." one confesses drunkenly, earning irritated scowls from the others. "like, where did you find a guy like that?"

"what do you mean?" you ask.

"he treats you like a princess." comments another. "he pulls your chair out. he paid for your drinks. he didn't leave to join the men until you practically forced him to. did he do something wrong and he's trying to make up for it?"

"of course not!" you laugh incredulously. "he's just like that."

you watched their faces go slack, as if they simply couldn't believe it. you smiled because at times you couldn't either.

my dialogue masterlist

[margottenenbaum222]

dbf!hopper x reader || smut under the cut

‘What would your dad say about that?’ You found yourself frantically trying to hide the cigarette you were smoking behind your house, knowing it was no use, you had been caught. ‘Nothing’ you muttered, looking down in shame. It was hopper, the local sherif who just so happened to be your fathers best friend. Your father who hated smokings best friend. ‘Please don’t tell him.’ you said looking up at the 6’3 figure that was towering above you, hands on hips, disappointed. ‘What’re you trying to kill yourself kid?’ He said, voice quieter, making sure your father didn’t hear if he was home. Which he wasn’t, thank god. ‘I’ll do anything don’t tell him please, he’ll kill me! You know he will Hop..’ you begged, you were inching closer. ‘Ill do anything.’ you lowered your voice to a whisper this time, making sure only he heard it. ‘Come inside, I’ll make you coffee.’ Already leading the way to the front of the house. ‘Kid…’ you didn’t stop, knowing he would follow.

Once the coffee was poured and set in front of hopper, who you had left on the couch before going off the the kitchen, you stared at him from above. You had wanted to do this for years so really the smoking was just a silly excuse, you didn’t think he knew that though.

‘Dad isn’t home for a few hours..’ you said as you inched closer, slowly dropping to your knees in front of the man. He was sat, legs spread, looking down at you. He must think you look pathetic, you thought, you didn’t care. He watched as you put your hands on his thighs, slowly going to undo this belt. ‘You don’t want this’ he said, not stopping you. ‘Don’t tell my dad. About the cigarettes, please. You smoke, why is it a problem when I do it’ you asked, from the look in your eyes he could tell you wanted this more than anything, you looked hungry for it. ‘Because kid,’ he helped you with the faulty zip. ‘I’m old.’ God, as of you couldn’t get more turned on. You heard a small moan leave your mouth, shit. This was followed by a chuckle coming out of hoppers mouth. He was so insanely hot you didn’t think he could get hotter. That was until he took his fingers, put them under your chin and tipped your head to look at him. ‘Tell me you want this.’ Is it not obvious? You nodded. ‘Words, use your words baby’ fuck me, you thought. ‘Yes, yes hopper I want this so bad. Please.’ You really were pathetic.

You wasted no time taking him out of his pants, half hard and he was already big. Holy shit more than big. Fuck, your mouth was watering. You looked up at him as you spat into your hand, enjoying this too much. Your thumb rolling over his tip, he threw his head back and let a low grown out. You carried on, stroking his cock from the base up to the head. Your thighs clenching together as hoppers dick grows fully hard. ‘Oh my god’ you stared in wonder, eyes switching between hopper and his dick. Hopper let out another laugh, ‘go on’, it was as if he read your mind. After a few more pumps you lowered your head. Starting with just your tongue, licking his full length. ‘Try fit the whole thing sweetie, i know you want to.’ Maybe he really can read your mind because you really did want to at least try. So you did. ‘Take your time baby’ hopper said in a low voice.

You started by just taking the tip, then you sunk your head down trying to take more. You felt hoppers big hand entangle itself into your hair. Not forcing you, just guiding you further. It helped. ‘Fuckk, yes like that.’ His eyes were shut tight, you didnt even know if he knew what he was saying anymore, lost in the moment. ‘So good..you can do it..’ his words slurred one into another, it was so fucking hot seeing him come apart like this because of you. You grew more confident, taking more, going deeper. Tears streamed down your eyes as you took him whole. ‘Shit im gonna finish sweetheart.’ His hips started jutting, making you gag. You didn’t care. You felt as he pulled out of your mouth, simultaneously releasing into your mouth. As he pulled out it went all over your face and chest.

He watched you as you stood up and went to sit next to him. ‘How was that?’ You asked, already knowing the answer. ‘I won’t tell.’

After that you started seeing hopper more.