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Steve Harrington x fem!reader
Summary- It’s just some other hick town, but it’s where your father grew up. Albeit returning to his hometown is not for pleasure, even if his half brother resides here, he’s been sent to Hawkins on a mission from work and of course you’re tagging along. You never leave his side, wherever his work sends him no matter how far across the globe he goes you’re with him, it’s for that reason that much of the world is new to you; school, people your age, boys. However, you still want to leave…at first, but Hawkins, as rural as it is compared to the other places you’ve been to, grows on you, the adventure….a guy. But can your father say the same? Will he finally find a home here now that you’ve grown attached, or will his mission be more important?
Season 2
Chapter 1 Who’s that girl?
Chapter 2 For the first time
Chapter 3 Stupid teenagers
Chapter 4 One rule
Chapter 4 coming soon…
simply having a wonderful christmastime
waiting for steve to come home was always frustrating, it was just so boring without him. it was the last day before winter break though, so you were excited to have him around more.
you had painted your nails, fixed the lights, and decorated the tree. yet the time couldn't pass by slower.
when you finally hear the door open, you rush to greet him.
"good afternoon, stevie" you say, kissing all over his face and wrapping your arms around his neck.
he sighs and then gives you a tired smile which makes you frown.
"bad day?" you question and tilt your head
"the worst" he replies, heading to your shared room.
you sit beside him, twirling your hair with one of your fingers and looking at him, then up at the lights that he helped you put up not so long ago.
he senses that you wanna kiss him so he sits up and pulls your face toward him with one hand to kiss you, but he stays like that for a minute, not wanting to pull away yet.
eventually, you do have to pull away for air.
you mumble something under your breath but he can't exactly hear you.
"what was that, baby?"
"um... i wanted you to..."
steve thinks you're adorable like this, when you can't even admit what you want him to do to you.
so he pulls you into his lap, facing him.
he stays like that for a minute, letting you get comfortable.
absentmindedly, he kisses your neck a few times. he then sits you on one of his thighs, still not really paying attention.
you start to rock your hips along his thigh, thinking he wouldn't notice.
but he definitely does, he tilts his head at you then smirks.
"is there something you wanna tell me, princess"
after stopping to make a barely-audible 'mm mm', you continue on his thigh.
"baby, gotta use your words if you want something, you know that"
he then stops your hips with one of his hands, holding you in place. you try to escape his grip but he just holds on tighter. there's no way you're getting out of this.
"please, stevie" you make puppy eyes at him, hoping he'll show some sympathy. he doesn't.
"please what." he says, now more stern.
you look down at your hands in embarrassment.
"please, daddy"
he smirks, placing you down gently on the bed.
"see? that's all you had to say"
without warning, he slips two of his fingers in his mouth, wetting them before he shoves them into you.
he feels your thighs tremble from his sudden roughness.
"shh, i know, i know"
he leans down to kiss you a few times, probably in efforts to make you just a little quieter. it doesn't work though.
he decides to just let you be as loud as you want. then he continues, removing his fingers for a moment, licking them off and then using his tongue instead.
when your thighs close around his head, he knows he's doing the right thing.
he'll look up at you from time to time, trying to read your facial expressions and also just enjoying your reactions.
when he makes you cum, your thighs fall on either side of his shoulders and you try to catch your breath, eyes closed and your heart beating faster than normal.
steve's fine, well, except the aching of his boner pressing against his pants, making them feel way tighter than they actually are.
steve then looks down at you, still panting and trying to catch your breath. he chuckles, getting up to go get you some water.
until you grab onto his hand right as he's trying to go.
"wait- don't go yet"
he gives you a puzzled look but lies beside you until you fall asleep nonetheless.
9:59 am, dec 24
a/n: oh yeah this is owner 1 btw anyways bounce that ass it's christmas time and sorry this was so rushed
valentines day sex with steve harrington....
Steve Harrington ideas...
Hey! I’m very new to the Stranger Things fandom and I have fallen down the rabbit hole of Steve Harrington fan fictions on here and I'm obsessed. I’ve been thinking of ideas when I'm not reading because I'm autistic and so this is my new hyper fixation (Shoutout to the creators on here who write for autistic readers. Y’all are the real MVP’s) I used to write fan fictions but I haven't written in a long time but I have a lot of ideas. IDK if this is an acceptable thing to do on here but I just thought I’d give my ideas and if anyone wanted to take them and run with them I think that'd be super cool. If not maybe one day I’ll get off my ass and actually continue writing. So even if no one wants to take them I’d love some feedback on my ideas or just options on which ones people like the most? Idk I'm also just kind of word vomiting to get this out into the universe so I can stop fixating on them. lol
Anyways here are some of the ideas running through my brain:
-Reader is in nursing school or med school and is the party’s doctor basically when shit goes down. Reader is dating Steve and gets frustrated with him because he's becoming reckless and one day after a bad run in the reader is taking care of Steves injuries but not talking to him but they eventually blow up at him but it ends fluffy?
-Reader is (again lol) in nursing school and has to practice doing exams on patients and asks her boyfriend Steve to help her out. It starts out serious but then Steve gets goofy and then it turns into smut.
-Reader is waiting to hear if they passed a major exam and is nervous so Steve tries to distract them
-(Takes place in season 4. Also sorry this one is going to be long and specific and weird but I can't stop thinking about it.) Reader and Steve are engaged and she's very pregnant. Reader has always been very involved with the party and everything that has lead up to this season. When the vena stuff starts happening Steve tries everything he can to keep the reader in the dark about it because he knows she will want to help. Reader finds out about everything (maybe from Dustin on accident and Steve gets pissed) Anyways reader gets mad at Steve and argues with him about keeping her in the dark and she's yelling about how she is going with them to defeat Vecna and Steve is like “absolutely not” and they go back and forth for awhile. She eventually breaks down and says she can't live without him and something like “We can make another baby but I can't make another you. Don't make me do this alone. I can't lose you” After awhile Steve realizes she's going to help no matter what. While the team is going over how they are going to defeat Vecna the reader starts getting contractions but just thinks its braxton hicks or nerves or whatever so she ignores it but when they are in the Upside Down reader goes like fully into labor. They defeat Vecna (and Eddie lives because him dying just isn't fair) and they try to get the reader out so they can get to the hospital. (they either make it to the hospital or they don't and have to help deliver the baby in Eddies trailer.) (I’m just picturing a hilarious amount of chaos as Steve, Robin, Eddie and Nancy and maybe some of the younger kids try to help bring the baby into the world lol) Again I'm sorry for this one hahah
-Reader is epileptic. Reader and Steve are cuddling on the couch watching a movie and the reader has a seizure. Steve freaks out a little at first but remembers what you told him to do if it ever happened and what he has read about so he makes sure you're safe and tries to comfort you as its happening even though he doesn't know if you can hear him. When reader starts to wake up he makes sure she's okay and just cuddles here and takes care of her for the rest of the night.
-(Another weird specific one. Sorry) Reader is Eddies younger sister. She is dating Steve but lives with Eddie. Eddie had a kid a few years ago and sees him every couple of months because the mother moved away to another state or something but he misses his son all the time and is kind of depressed about it. Reader just had a baby and is really stressed and thinks she's not fit to be a mom. (Steve is super great with the baby but when he's working more so they can get a place together.) Steve is at work one day and the reader is just crying trying to take care of the baby (i pictured a baby girl but ??) Eddie sees how she's struggling and is super sweet and helps her in anyway he can and teaches her some stuff he learned when his son was born. Eddie reassures her that she's a great mom and he realizes helping out with his niece helps his depression a little bit.
-Reader has been dating Steve for a little while and finally decides to open up to him and tell him that they're autistic. They're nervous Steve will think differently of them but Steve is super sweet and asks them what he should know about them (like what gets them overstimulated, certain textures or foods to avoid, etc.) Steve takes note of what you tell him and does his own research too and just tries his best to make you comfortable and be the best boyfriend he can be and its just super sweet.
-TW: Rape and PTSD!!!! Reader was raped a year or so before she started dating Steve. He would try to be physical with the reader but he could sense they were uncomfortable so he never pushed it but eventually asks if he did something wrong or if they don't like him as much anymore or something and so they open up to him about what happened and how they have PTSD and he feels awful and makes sure they know he never wants them to feel pressured with him and he's just happy to be with them and spend time with them. After a few more months the reader wants to try to have sex with Steve because they love him and trust him completely. He takes it super slow with them and checks in with them and makes sure they feel loved during the whole process and its just a really beautiful healing experience because the reader thought they would never be able to have meaningful and loving sex after what happened.
Those are just some of my ideas. If you made it this far thanks for reading! haha
If anyone decides to take an idea and run with it be sure to tag me! I’d love to read it! If not hopefully I will write some of these in the future.
fear — steve harrington
▸summary: you expect people to do die with honour, with bravery, with courage. you died with fear. steve can't know.
▸characters: steve harrington x gn!reader, eddie munson, dustin henderson
▸tw: angst. like, really bad. it's an issue.
▸a/n: i don't actually know what goes on inside my brain. for some reason, i just really like angst.
LOVE HURT.
IT was something that multiple people agreed upon. Steve Harrington was one of them.
The whole party had some semblance of loss somewhere in their hearts, but Steve…
It just seemed like something was gunning for him, sucking the happiness one loss at a time.
Steve had never before known what love could’ve been until he met you. There was always something about you that never seemed to leave him alone. Whether it was that stupid grin, the stupid hair, the stupid arms, the stupid hugs, the stupid sappy words. Everything that Steve missed out on was being passed onto him like he was a reject shop, which was what he felt like. You gave him love, gave him hope, gave him life even.
Then you died.
When Dustin and Eddie came back through the portal without you, Steve freaked out. When Dustin couldn’t scream the words without them catching in his throat, Steve begged him to keep them there. When Dustin said he wasn’t strong enough to carry you and Eddie was on his way to collapse, Steve screamed that he was. He was strong. He could do it. He could, he promised he could. With tears in his eyes and dirt on his face and his hand on his chest, he promised he could carry you back. With his knees on the ground and his voice lost in the wind, he promised he could.
So he ripped himself up like he wanted to rip his heart out of his body, ignoring the cries and begs of the people behind him. He had never moved faster in his life than when he was climbing into that portal, throwing open the caravan door, sprinting to the figure that lay in the dust. His voice returned as he screeched, flailing his arms to rid the area of any of the bats that might have smelled the meat, the fresh kill. There were no bats flying. They had all dropped a while ago. He knelt next to the person he had recklessly given everything to, shaking your shoulders and begging you to wake up. He didn’t stop asking the favour, even when he claimed it was too cold for you here, dragging you body upright into a standing position. He didn’t stop asking even when he began walking, praying that your legs would move the same way. They left tracks in the dirt as they dragged. He didn’t stop begging even when he screamed at Nancy to pull you through. She could feel the toll that death had taken on you. The loss of muscle, the eerie stillness. Yet, Steve still didn’t stop begging even when he said that you were safe now.
Wake up now. You can’t sleep here. You have to wake up.
Your eyes were open.
There was no such thing as peace at that moment. Nobody was blessed with the grieving silence. Steve wouldn’t let that happen. He didn’t want it to be silent, not when you loved to make noise. Not when you would laugh at his lame jokes. He couldn’t be silent in his efforts to somehow make you wake up.
Eddie sat on the ground, his back propped up against the wall. He stared straight ahead, his facial expression not changing even as there was a tear. Nancy and Robin didn’t even try forcing their faces still. They twisted and sobbed and cried no matter how hard they tried to stifle it. They didn’t want to add to Steve’s pain. Dustin was in worse shape. He didn’t know what to do. Does he hug Steve? Does he leave him alone? Does he cry? Does he stay strong? What does he do? So, he stands there. He stands there, and he cries, and Steve doesn’t see. He can’t see. The blurriness of his vision paired with the agonising pain in his brain and his heart just makes it so that he doesn’t see anything. He can’t even remember how they got your body to the hospital.
Telling your parents sucked. Steve couldn’t actually do it. He stood at one of the tables, folding clothes for the people packed in the stadium, the ones that had their houses crushed in the ‘earthquake’. He stood there, and he looked horrible. He was pale. He had bags under his eyes. He was thin. His eyes were red and his nose was raw. He couldn’t even talk properly. His hands shook. His knees trembled when your parents walked over.
Dustin had spoken to them. Told them how you died. Or, how you ‘died’. You were caught saving him and Eddie in the ‘earthquake’, and you had died. He chose to keep the fact that you had stood alone, surrounded by a swarm of bats after pushing Eddie out of the fray into Dustin’s arms.
The funny thing was, you didn’t die from the wounds from the bats. You didn’t even sustain many. Sure, you had enough that it would’ve put you in serious danger, but it wasn’t the wounds that killed you. Dustin may have been a little delirious, but he didn’t imagine you clutching your chest and dropping like a sack of potatoes. He didn’t imagine the jerk your body made as you breath caught. He didn’t imagine you dying standing up. He may not have been a doctor, but he wasn’t stupid. He was a nerd, and nerds read.
You had a heart attack. The fear had actually killed you. You had been scared to death.
That wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part was when the bats began to swan dive straight onto you. That was the worst part. That was the part that got Dustin screaming himself awake at night. That was the part that pushed Dustin to drag Eddie away, away from you. You didn’t feel it, at least. Steve didn’t even know how you died. Dustin knew that if Steve knew, he’d actually go mental. So, he and Eddie swore never to tell anyone else. Not family, not the party, no-one.
So when your mother came walking over to the Harrington boy, tears collecting in her eyes as she stretched her arms out, his knees finally gave out. He collapsed in her arms, filling her ears with never ending apologies. She shushed him, sobbing. Soon, your father joined the hug, and the three of them cried over your heroic sacrifice.
Meanwhile, Dustin and Eddie looked on from opposite sides. They exchanged glances, and went back to their own work. They never had to know that your death was so out of place, that you died with that much fear. They never had to know that you had cried that you didn’t want to be there. They didn’t have to know that you had asked Eddie to take you home. They never had to know that you asked Dustin for one more hug.
Love hurt, but they didn’t have to know how much worse it could get.
They kept their mouths shut.
yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons ♡
spending the fourth of july with steve
🍁 we fell in love in october
🍂 autumns spent with steve
You know how to ball
I know Aristotle
What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh . . .