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"You're a real character, Steve Harrington." You glared with a clenched jaw at your boyfriend after he and Jonathan made it back to solid land after racing each other up the radio tower. Steve had the audacity to look surprised as you stormed away to meet Nancy and Robin at Murray's truck.

"Wha—hang on a minute, y/n! What's wrong? What did I do?!" Steve ran ahead of you and stopped you in your tracks some-odd feet away from the rest of the gang, Jonathan wincing at the sight. "Y/N, come on. Did I do something?"

"Did you do something?" Your eyes widened at his audacity and you pulled away from his touch, scoffing that he could be this dense. "You and Jonathan just put on that show for Nancy! I knew you still had feelings for her!"

"I-No-I didn't—" Steve stammered, eyes wide and head on a swivel as if the audience had the answers for him. "Y/N, that's ridiculous. I went to fix the radio tower for Robin and Jonathan raced me. I said I was going up there first! It's his fault!" You two had drawn the attention of the whole crew at the truck now, and they were all feeling the tension.

"Lover's quarrel. Never gets old." Murray commented with a wide smile. "They'll get over it. I hope! You think Harrington deserves his peanut butter Boppers?"

"Definitely not." Robin shook her head as she stared at the screaming couple.

"Maybe I should step in..." Nancy sighed and looked at Jonathan with worried eyes, who himself felt guilty for starting the "competition." She walked up while you two were still arguing and lightly grabbed your shoulder. "Hey, Murray's got something for you. How about we grab it and head inside for now." You took a deep breath and relaxed your shoulders, letting Nance lead you away from your boyfriend. You didn't notice her turning back towards Steve and mouthing "idiot," but you wouldn't have stopped her if you did. Steve stood there in awe as he racked his brain for solutions.

"Not great optics, man." Jonathan walked past him into the station and Steve rolled his eyes.

"Shit."

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warnings: minor st5 spoilers

a/n:

not requested

"Got it!" Steve cheered as he pulled the record from its sleeve and handed it to Robin across the room. "This one. Play this next and I'll owe you big time. I need y/n to know I'm thinking about them." Steve explained as Robin plucked the vinyl from his hand and smirked, thrilled Steve and her both found their "someones." "Track 2, please."

"Alright, Harrington," she flipped the record around between her palms and leaned back in her seat, "but I'm gonna hold you to that IOU." Steve rolled his eyes at her smugness, knowing he'd regret it in the long run. Probably paying for her and Vickie's date or being their chauffeur for the night.

"Yeah, yeah, wrap it up and put the song on. It's important to me and all that sappy shit." He spun his finger around to make a point and she scoffed at his insistence. "Sorry, I just—I miss y/n."

"Aww, how sweet." Robin sarcastically said, scrunching her nose as she spun towards the turntable and swapped vinyls, pulling the mic closer as she moved. "This is Rockin' Robin coming at you with a song hand-picked by my co-host...Swingin' Steve," she winced as she looked back at him and shrugged her shoulders as she continued, "a song he picked just for his other half, his partner in crime, his special someone. Ladies and gentlemen inside the fence, you're listening to Keep on Loving You by REO Speedwagon."

You'd been working all afternoon at Enzo's when one of the porters ran from the kitchen and pulled you back. "Your boyfriend dedicated this song to you, Rockin' Robin called him Swingin' Steve." You listened to the radio playing near the hot line and all of the back of house staff began to mock you with kissing sounds.

"Don't be jealous!" You told them all as you listened to the song your boyfriend picked just for you. "I'll have to bring him some food home tonight. Can you make something nice?" You asked the cook.

"For you? Absolutely not."

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warnings: injury descriptions and st5 spoilers

a/n:

requested by @localpanicattack

The moment you laid eyes on his pummeled face, you knew what happened. He could lie all he wanted, but you knew. “You look…like shit.” You gently cupped his face, watching him wince at the light contact. A bit of swelling and a lot of bruising would surely ensue.

“Thanks for letting me know. I haven’t looked in the mirror yet.” Dustin tried to brush off the severity of his injuries, and you tried not to act too overbearing. It was hard, though—seeing him like this made you think all kinds of terrible things. These bullies, they aren’t just being mean. They’re being insane. “Just don’t overthink it, y/n. I’m fine.” His insistence didn’t bring you closure.

“You got the shit beat out of you, Dustin. You’re not fine. You’ve got a broken nose and, let me guess, broken ribs, too.” You shook your head, trying to find the words to describe how it made you feel seeing him—someone you care for so deeply—bloody and broken. “Andy and his goons come after you day after day and you let them. You invite them. I just—I…I can’t stand here in front of you and act like I’m okay with that. Please, Dustin…please don’t let me see you like this again, I can’t handle it.” You stepped forward and engulfed him in a hug, careful not to agitate any other injuries he was hiding under his jacket. Dustin’s breath hitched every few seconds as his chin rested on your shoulder, his chest rising and falling unsteadily against yours. He was crying and he just melted into your arms.

“Nothing feels right anymore, y/n. I don’t want to give up but they make it so hard.” Dustin’s voice cracked as he sniffled through the pain. You ran your fingers over his curls as he held you, unwilling to let go after his brush with Andy. “I miss Eddie. If he was here he would have…he would have rocked their shit. We’d have done it together and they’d be too scared to even look at us, you know?”

“Yeah, I know.” You nodded, pulling back a bit to look at the mess on his face. “I know Eddie would have also wanted to get you cleaned up and back on track. Can we do something about this?” You motioned to the palate of black and blue and red and brown smeared across his face. “Your bruises are starting to show and your snot and tears are cutting streaks in the blood and dirt. It looks badass, but it’s also going to get infected.” You brushed his bangs away from his eyes and grimaced at the other hidden cuts and bruises. “Let me take you home? I’ll clean you up real nice.” Dustin nodded weakly and you took him by the hand to keep him safe. All you wanted was him safe.

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warnings: st5 spoilers!

a/n: anon this is like super similar to your request but i don’t write kid!readers and the kids taken are all like 10 year olds so i changed it up a little! hope thats okayyy

requested by anonymous

Everyone was separated, it was bound to happen. Eleven kids swiped from the Rightside Up, and you caught in the crosshairs. There you were, lying in the mud and blood on the ground, gasping for air while the world burned around you. “Eddie.” You muttered, fading in and out of consciousness. And just when you slipped away, you woke up in WSQK. “Is this hell?” You weakly coughed, straining the wounds on your abdomen that you found to be wrapped. Dustin was nearby, running to your side.

“Shit, you’re up! Do you need anything? I—I thought you were a goner. I heard you went down trying to save all those kids, that’s…epic.” Dustin knelt beside the couch they kept you on. You noticed the dirt, grime, and blood caked on his face and reached out to check on him. “I’m fine, y/n. Most of it’s old, anyway. Y/N, you’re a hero. I was so scared I was gonna lose you, I can’t lose anyone else, y/n.” Dustin’s grateful facade broke and he was a shaking, crying mess with his arms wrapped carefully around your neck and shoulders. You tried to move, but it wasn’t easy. Your arms stretched up and you managed to reach up to the back of his head. For half a second you closed your eyes and you thought he could’ve been your brother. “I miss Eddie, please don’t leave me, too. Steve promise, you have to, too.”

“He’s right.” Steve appeared above you at the edge of the armrest. “We can’t lose you.” Steve’s hand landed on top of Dustin’s head, ruffling the back of his hair. “He’s…in a mood.” Steve mouthed and you nodded at him, giving Dustin one last squeeze.

“Help me up?” You asked and Dustin hesitantly pulled you off the couch, you groaned at the pain. “How long was I out?” You asked, eyes flickering between the two.”

“Like, a day? Day and a half?” Dustin replied, looking to Steve for confusion. “The kids, they were taken. We’re making a plan to save them.”

“I’m in, what’s the plan?” You asked and the two exchanged a worried look. “I failed, I’m helping get them back.”

“Y/N, you didn’t fail. It’s…complicated.” Steve said, shaking his head. “But if you go out there in this state you won’t last.” Steve put his hand on your shoulder and tried to ease you back onto the couch, but you shook from his grasp.

“No! If my brother didn’t step up, we wouldn’t be here. So if I have to step up to save these kids, I’m gonna do it!” You shouted and Dustin clenched his jaw, shaking his head.

“No…please listen. Just don’t be a hero, not this time.” Dustin’s fists clenched and your eyes flickered to Steve, who couldn’t bare this conversation again. Dustin had begun to shake and you pulled him close, not caring if the pressure hurt your wounds. And then you grabbed for Steve and pulled him in too.

“No more losses.” You mumbled into Steve’s shoulder, pancaking Dustin between you—he needed it. “I can’t handle it either, I miss him, too. I miss him a lot.”

“Glad you’re back, y/n.” Steve nodded, pulling Dustin off you out of fear he might accidentally suffocate you. “Now let’s figure out how to save these kids and not die.”

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warnings: minor st5 ep 1 spoilers (literally the first 10 mins trust)

a/n: c/s = callsign/moniker? like a nickname like "rockin" robin

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You and Robin sat side by side with your mics floating before you rambling to the entirety of Hawkins about recent developments in your small, military-ridden town. "Oh, yes, don't we love our armed brethren? I sure feel safe walking down the street every day, don't you...Rockin' Robin?" You smirked at your co-host and she lit up.

"I've never felt safer, c/s y/n! Matter of fact, those great big guns they've got wherever they roam are quite necessary. At any moment they might need to fight a hoard of angry raccoons!" Robin retorted on air, and you imagined the five people who might be laughing at your jokes right now. Underdogs of the quarantine, you two were. The talk show part was good, but the music was much better. And it was necessary in a time of uncertainty. You and Robin muted your mics as she dropped the needle on your next song, Cloudbusting by Kate Bush. It was your turn to pick and you were thinking of Max today.

"God, when is Murray getting here? He said eleven o'clock...on the dot." You huffed as you leaned back in your chair and swiveled side to side.

"When has he ever showed up when he said he would. Three hours early, five hours late. Why do you think he brings gifts? Makes us forget about his awful time management." Robin joked as she tapped along to the beat of the song. "I hope he gets me some new vinyls this round."

"Me too! I gave him a list not too long ago, I'm gonna kill him if he comes back with jazz." You thumbed through the rest of the collection and tried to persuade Robin to let you pick again.

"Don't even think about it! It's my turn!" Robin rolled over to you and pushed you aside, rolling you across the room. "I make the rules, Bowie is next." She proclaimed and you shook your head with a smile.

"That was what I was gonna pick."

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warnings: no spoilers for st5!!!

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"I don't like this." You said as you sat unsecured on the shag carpeting in the bed of the van. "Dustin, please be careful." Your brother was driving at a steady five miles per hour, but you couldn't help your anxieties, your little brother was finally behind the wheel. “Stop sign!” You yelled.

“I see it.” Dustin mumbled.

“Y/N, I told you that I could sit in the back and you could be up here with your brother. Offer still stands.” Steve piped up, turning back to look at you as you sat criss-cross on the dirty carpeted van bed. You shook your head at the offer.

“No, you’re much better suited for this lesson than I am. You drive this hunk of junk way more than I do.” You started fiddling with the equipment back there, making sure everything was in line. “Maybe Dustin will start driving during crawls one of these days.”

“Yeah, if he steps on the gas, maybe. I’ve never done a crawl this slow.” Steve commented and noticed Dustin’s knuckles whiten as he clutched the wheel. “Hey, I’m just joking. Take your time, you’re doing just fine.”

“Glad you think so.” Dustin huffed and Steve raised his brows, trying not to take it personally. You frowned at your brother’s increasingly sour attitude, you missed him when he was bright and charming. It was then that Steve unbuckled to swap with you.

“Y/N, just go up there, I think he’s sick of me.” Steve sighed as he began to move back.

“Oh, so you’re just gonna talk about me like I’m not here, huh? Dustin’s so grumpy, Dustin’s an asshole, Dustin sucks at driving!” Your brother got increasingly agitated as he increased acceleration, suddenly pressing the gas all the way down and flinging Steve and you to the back of the van. You landed flat on your back, and Steve landed headfirst on you. Dustin stomped the brakes and looked back.

“You okay?” Steve asked just inches from your face, pausing as he tried to get up to look at you—for any kind of answer. You nodded and took a deep breath, startled by the suddenness of it all. Steve still hovered above you on his hands and knees, trying to catch his own breath as you laid there in shock.

“I’m sorry, guys.” Dustin muttered, sinking into the driver’s seat with red hot cheeks as he just flung his two closest companions so hard he could’ve easily given you a concussion.

“It’s okay, Dustin. We’re fine.” You shakily said, tapping Steve on the chest to remind him to move and he fell to your side as you sat up. “Maybe it’s time to call it for the night? You did pretty good, all things considered.”

“I’m going home.” Dustin told you, opening the driver’s side door and beginning to walk, leaving you and Steve in the dust. You wanted to chase after him, but you knew you’d get the same rejection you’d been getting from him for months.

“I don’t know what to do anymore.” You curled your knees towards your chest and wrapped your arms around your legs. “He hasn’t been the same since Eddie and there’s literally nothing I can do about it. He just shut everyone out.”

“It’s not your fault.” Steve rested his hand on your knee, gently rubbing his thumb back and forth. “I feel the same way, you know. We were close for so long and then he found Eddie…and lost him. I thought he’d come back to me again but now it’s just like talking to a wall.”

“I hope it’s not always like this.” You frowned, leaning back onto the door.

“Sorry I crushed you, by the way. Wasn’t exactly planning to be on top of you like that.” Steve apologized and you chuckled a little at his joke.

“Maybe next time it’ll be planned.” You joked back, nudging him with your shoulder. “Let’s go park back at the station, I want to give Dustin some time to blow off steam before I get home.”

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warnings: angst and death mention. theres no spoilers for s5 just references to dustin grieving

a/n: i love pain

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“That’s not what I meant, y/n.” Steve’s defeated voice rang in your ears, his shoulders slumped, his head slightly tilted, eyes tired. He’d just ranted to you about your dead brother without even realizing it. About how much he was sick of Dustin’s grief clouding his judgment because he’d lost Eddie—how he needed to get over it. You stared at him, hollow as if he’d just scooped your heart out of your chest. “Y/N, babe, c’mon. You know I didn’t—I’m just saying I’m worried about him, okay? He’s not letting himself heal or whatever, he’s just getting angry.”

“I’m angry, too, Steve. You think I shouldn’t be?” You asked, brows wrinkled together as you fought tears. “Because it’s hard, Steve. It’s really hard to be here fighting this thing knowing that it killed my brother. And you don’t really know that feeling, do you? All your friends and family are still standing.” The chuckle left your lips that shook Steve to his core. “No. No, all of you are still here. My uncle skipped town and my dad hasn’t been around in years, my mom’s dead and my brother has gotten to join her. So don’t tell me about another person’s grief until you’ve felt it yourself.” By the time you’d finished your rant there were tears streaming down your face. The air of the room felt stiff now, and neither of you knew what to do next. Pouring your own thoughts out was something you’d been avoiding for a very long time.

“I…I get it. I do.” He quietly replied, nodding along without making eye contact. “I just worry. It’s been a long journey, you know. Haven’t lost anyone that meant that much to me, but it’s not like it hasn’t been hard.” His fingers pushed through his hair and he looked back up at you. “And Dustin is my best friend, and I’ve never seen him like this. He’s always been that kid with the heart of gold. I’m not saying forget Eddie, I’m just saying he’s got to get his act back together.”

“Steve, Dustin might not ever revert back to that sweet little kid you knew. I don’t think I’ve ever been the same since I lost my mom and I was young. Dustin’s getting older, and he watched someone he cared about die horrifically in his arms. So if he’s angry, let him be. Don’t complain to me about my brother’s death like it didn’t mean anything.” Your cold tone sank Steve’s heart, he didn’t know how to recover this, he didn’t mean it and you knew that. You just couldn’t hold it in anymore. You were noticeably shaking, memories rushing back and unsaid words finally flowing out—it was agony. Steve figured you could use his arms wrapped around you.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, and I said the wrong shit. I always do.” His arms brought you close, tightly held you as you cried. You sniffled, exhaled unsteadily, and leaned your forehead on his shoulder. You felt his hand on the back of your head gently move through your hair. “Y/N, you know I love you and I would never diminish Eddie’s sacrifice. I’m sorry you feel so alone, I never wanted to make you feel that.”

“You didn’t…” You tilted your head up to look at him with your red, glossy eyes. “You’re the only thing reminding me that I’m not alone, Steve. You’re the only good thing in my life.” The admittance caused your voice to crack and you began to cry once more, and that made Steve want to cry. He was your rock. “I know you want Dustin back, he used to be a sweet kid. You know when he calls the house and you answer and he asks for me? He’s not doing it to make you feel bad, he just needs someone to understand him. And I am that person.”

“‘Shared trauma.’” Steve quoted, sucking his teeth. “That’s what Nancy and Jonathan credit their closeness as.”

“It shows in different ways.” You frowned.

“I get it now.”

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warnings: st5 spoilers!!

a/n: it is impossible to find st5 gifs on the gif finder rn

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You and Vickie arrived at the restaurant in proper attire, you fidgeting with your fingernails as she looked for your dates. "Y/N, he's going to love you, I can feel it." Your sister assured and you gave her a disbelieving smirk. "Don't look at me like that. If I can find love, so can you!" Her scan of the room continued until she saw her girlfriend waving her way. "There! See! Look at that stupid look on his face, he's already falling!" Vickie pulled you along with your elbows interlocked and took you to the table where your dates awaited. Both of them rushed to the other side of the table to pull your chairs out, causing you to stifle a little giggle.

"It's good to finally meet you. I mean—I know we went to high school together, but now I'm actually meeting you. You know?" Steve rubbed the back of his neck and you peered over at your sister who was paying absolutely no attention to you as she and Robin "inconspicuously" flirted with each other from across the table. "You look really nice."

"Thanks, my sister picked my outfit." You admitted and Steve chuckled at the irony.

"Oh, that's great..." Steve shook his head with a smile. "Robin over here picked mine." You and him synchronized your laughter and your anxieties about this double date faded from your mind. The waiter soon came to take your order and the night went on without a hitch. The conversation was good, he was a gentleman, he didn't bat an eye at the couple beside him you cared for so much, and he was cute.

"Did quarantine keep you from college, too?" You asked as you stirred your glass of water with a straw. "I was taking a gap year myself when the world got turned upside-down." You didn't understand the satire behind your metaphor, but Steve still chuckled at it as he nodded.

"Yup, yeah. I mean, no. I don't know." He sputtered out. "Good excuse to put life on pause, though. Right?" His deflection was...understandable. Even after a year stuck behind the gates, you were unsure of what should come next. "Maybe I can hit play again after tonight. After meeting you. I'm just, I'm having a great time and I haven't felt this way in...in forever." Your cheeks heated up in response but you didn't know what to say. You noticed Vickie and Robin trying to listen in, impressing themselves with their plot to get their favorite people together.

"That's really sweet, Steve." You said, nervously thinking of an answer that didn't seem too desperate. "I think...pressing play would be nice."

"Yeah?" Steve lit up at your cautious answer, thrilled that the girls beside him could conjure up such an amazing opportunity. Where have you been all his life?

"Yeah."

warnings: no spoilers for st5!!!

a/n:

not requested

“I see it.” Dustin mumbled.

“Y/N, just go up there, I think he’s sick of me.” Steve sighed as he began to move back.

“I’m sorry, guys.” Dustin muttered, sinking into the driver’s seat with red hot cheeks as he just flung his two closest companions so hard he could’ve easily given you a concussion.

“I hope it’s not always like this.” You frowned, leaning back onto the door.

“Sorry I crushed you, by the way. Wasn’t exactly planning to be on top of you like that.” Steve apologized and you chuckled a little at his joke.

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