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jinxtoyerekko · 1 year ago

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Best friend!Argyle x male!reader x Eddie

Warning(s): weed use, threesome, makeout, hickeys, hinting of Argyle fucking you (wink wonk),

Summary: A magical encounter where your best friend fucks you in front of your crush w/o realizing that you're in love with that guy. And suddenly HE joined the two of you. (Not gonna write full smut, tho bc I'm too tired for this)

✨️MINORS DNIIIIII✨️

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You raised your eyebrow at Argyle before crossing your arms lightly. "So... he's buying from you to test yours and you're buying from him to test his? That... sounds stupid but also smart."

Your statement made Argyle laugh his usual, goofy laugh as he nodded softly. "Yeah, well, it's not exactly buying since he rolled one for me, I rolled one for him, and we're basically just exchanging them."

You scoffed as you sat back in the van seat. "And I have to be there without getting anything? Rude."

That, theoretically, was a wrong statement in several ways.

One, you were quite happy to come along. Argyle was basically your safe place and you'd never complain about being with him.

Two, he'd share with you either way. He cherishes you more than himself, and that surely has to mean something. If it put a smile on your dlface, he'd give you wvery bit of weed he has for free.

Three, you got a chance to see your crush and even speak to him. There was no way you'd ever miss out on a chance like that... even if you were really fucking shy and would probably only stand in the back whole they talk.

Argyle leaned over to pat your shoulder lightly. "Don't worry, my dude. You know, I'll always share with you if you really want somd."

You chuckled and nodded softly. "I know, and I appreciate that."

Your eyes glanced over st Argyle for a small moment. You weren't in love with him, no way. Your full heart belonged to Eddie, but considering that you felt you had no chance either him anyway, you would totally have sex with Argyle, just to see what happens.

Though, thinking about it now, you weren't even sure if you could take him. You were half his size and a virgin. Chances were low that you could handle him. You'd never seen him naked before, but you were damn sure he was packing and not just a little.

You sighed as your eyes closed and a picture flicked into your mind. A picture that had your face growing a deep shade of red and had you closing your legs in fear of an unwanted boner appearing. Though, to your luck, it didn't.

Once you were at the trailer park, you were the first to jump out of the van, pacing around nervously while Argyle got his stuff out, in case Eddie would want more later on.

Once both of you were ready, you grabbed your denim jacket from the van so Argyle could close it before walking after him, towards Eddies trailer.

You asked Argyle to wait for a moment, so you could mentally prepare, but once you were ready, you allowed him to finally knock on the door.

A few sounds of someone falling and a soft "shit" were audible from within the trailer before the door opened. Saying your mouth went dry was what you saw was a mega understatement.

Before you stood Eddie, shirtless. S H I R T L E S S. His pale, bare chest being in direct sight for you.

You swallowed hard as Eddie chuckled and apologized before letting the two of you in. The first thing you noticed was a bunch of CDs spread all over the floor.

"Ignore those.", Eddie mumbled nervously. "I kinda ran into the counter and knocked them all over."

Argyle listened to the request, but seeing them step over the CDs made you feel all weird, so you just crouched down to pick them up.

You placed them back on the counter just to see Eddie staring at you when you looked up again. He gave you a small smile before he disappeared into the next part of the trailer.

Argyle followed close behind Eddie, and you didn't let them wait long either. Your eyes scanned the room slowly.

It wasn't really dirty, but neither was it very clean. It was just... like a teenagers room was. Messy in a organized way.

Your eyes fell onto a stack of magazines on the floor. The top one had a woman on it, who only wore very short clothing. You looked away quickly since seeing it somehow made your heart ache.

You took in a deep breath to relax but stopped mid-inhale as you took in the scent of Eddies room. Of Eddie.

Argyle lightly nudged your arm, which made you looked up at him before you looked at Eddie, who now had a shirt on. "Huh? Did you talk to me?"

Eddie laughed wholeheartedly before nodding lightly. "Yes, indeed." He sat down on his bed. "I asked if you'll be smoking too and if you prefer Argyles or mine."

You gulped softly, unsure of what to say. On one hand, you didn't want to sound rude, but on the other hand, sharing a joint with Eddie sounded great.

Argyle put an arm around your shoulder gently and pointed his finger at your arm. "He's used to my weed so, to ensure he doesn't die, I'd say he smokes with you. Yknow, in case yours is stronger."

Your face turned a deep shade of red. You were actually about to share a joint with Eddie Munson, your crush for the past few months.

Eddie nodded and picked up the joint he'd made for Argyle, holding it to him. "Here ya go."

Your best friend grinned and took the joint just to replace it with the one he'd rolled himself. "Thanks, dude."

Argyle sat on the bed as well, both him and Eddie now leaning against the wall. The only problem was, he'd barely left enough space for you, which meant you wither had to squeeze up against Eddie or Argyle, and you knew damn well Argyle wanted you to squeeze up to Eddie.

Eddie pat the spot between them with a grin. "Sit, boy. Or you won't get any weed."

Your stomach twisted as you got onto the bed and sat between them, pulling your legs up against your chest with trembling hands.

You watched as Eddies lips settled around the filter of the joint and lit it, just to take the first few drags from it. Your throat dried out as your eyes focussed on his lips.

You were so focussed on the males lips that you didn't notice him grabbing your foot and straightening your legs. "Get comfortable, dude. No time to be tense here."

Your second leg followed suit as you received the joint in your trembling hands, taking a few drags. Finally, after a few minutes of passing it back and forth had passed, you felt yourself relaxing against the wall.

Eddies hand still hadn't left your leg, but you doubted that he had even noticed that, and you definitely weren't going to complain about him touching you.

You closed your eyes for a moment until you felt Eddies hand leave your leg as he stood up. "I'll be right back."

He handed the joint to you so you could finish it, which you did before squeezing it out in the ashtray, Argyle not taking much longer.

Said male soon leaned on you and put his arms around you. You found it funny how clingy he got when he was high. It wasn't always like this, but when it was, you loved it.

Your body reacted immediately when you felt Argyles lips on your cheek and jaw. You reached up to put your hand behind his head as you leaned against him.

"Your lips are so damn soft.", you said quietly and smiled when he attached himself to your neck, sucking soft kisses onto it and leaving small marks on it.

You slipped onto your back, and he crawled on top of you, leaving small kisses all over your neck. His hand slipped under your shirt and caressed your chest gently before placing his thumb on your nipple and circling it gently.

You gasped and ached your back gently as your legs tried to close, couldn't, though, because his legs were in the way.

Eventually, your shirt was off fully, and he was sucking softly on your sensitive skin. "Shit~ oh my god~", you moaned softly as your hands moved to his hair.

You flinched lightly when Eddie came back into the room, making Argyle pause for a moment.

You hid your face because, as high as you were, you couldn't help being shy and nervous about it. Argyle didn't really seem to care, though.

Your voice went high-pitched as you whined thanks to Argyle asking Eddie if he'd like to join. It happened again when Eddie agreed to join and got onto the bed.

You looked away from your best friend and your long-term crush as you were pulled up so Eddie could get behind you with ease.

His hands wrapped around your waist and rested on your lower belly while Argyle settled you into his arms before going right back to placing hickeys all over you.

Not even two minutes later, your shirt was off, and your pants had joined it on the floor. You started to feel something, but nothing good for that matter.

Your stomach twisted, reminding you how horribly insecure you were. You tried to cover yourself as you closed your eyes lightly, not allowing the two to go further.

Both stopped immediately, and the first to speak up was Eddie, pulling you into a soft embrace as he tried to get a look at your face. "What's wrong?"

You kept your eyes closed tightly as you replied to him. "D-Don't look at me."

Eddie paused for a moment before giving your head a small kiss. "But you're so pretty."

Your heart skipped a beat as you looked up at the brunette, eyes wide with surprise. "W-What?"

Your behavior made Eddie smiled and he placed a kiss on your forehead this time. "You, (Y/n) (L/n), are fucking gorgeous. You always have been and always will be."

Your cheeks took on a deep shade of red as you stared up at him quietly. You looked down and slowly uncovered yourself, placing your arms beside you.

The twinge returned, but this time, it wasn't as bad. It got less and less when Eddie praised you again and again, calling you "Good boy" and "Handsome" without stopping.

A soft yelp escaped you when you felt a hand on your leg. It was Argyles slowly moving further and further up before his fingers hooked into your boxers and slowly pulled them down.

A few kisses were placed on your hips before his hand wrapped around your eager shaft. He then started stroking it softly which made your back arch with pleasure. "Fuck~"

Meanwhile, Eddie had started to kiss your neck while playing with your nipples. You weren't a virgin, but being touched in three spots at the same time was new to you too.

Your chest started to feel heavy in a good way while your neck burned from the constant kissing, biting, and sucking. Your legs were trembling from the quick pace of Argyles' hand, and the knot that was building in your belly felt like it would rip at any moment.

You squirmed as one hand of yours moved to take hold of Argyles arm, while the other one reached up to hold onto Eddie lightly.

Your moans were soft but lewd while the sounds of the two men kissing you and sucking on every part of your body were clearly audible to anyone who was in the room.

It didn't take you long for your body to cave in to the pleasure, so while you didn't want to cum, you couldn't hold back anymore and bucked your hand up into Argyles hand, a loud moan coming from you as your cum spread not only om Argyles hand but also your belly.

You gasped softly to calm your racing heart down as the two held you lightly, giving you comforting kisses all over.

"I think I should show ya what other pretty sounds (Y/n) can make." Argyle mumbled to which you let out an embarrassed whine.

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#stranger things #stranger things x reader #x reader #eddie munson #argyle x reader #Argyle x Eddie #eddie munson x reader

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stevesjockstrap · 1 year ago

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kinktober day 10: Argyle/Eddie

& sex pollen

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MDNI - rated: E - cw: dubcon of the “something made us do it” variety

Argyle has been through a ton of weird shit. Especially since meeting this group from Hawkins. There was a girl with actual superpowers. They’d buried a dead body. But this might be the weirdest thing that had happened to him.

It started off fine, normal even. Eddie had invited him over to smoke some weed he’d gotten on a recent trip to Indy.

It hit Eddie first. He got extremely hot, standing to shed his flannel and pulling his hair up, turning the fan on. But then they both got hot in a different way.

They tried to ignore it at first but Eddie was whimpering next to him and it was making it so much worse.

“Dude, this is nuts. Just whip it out, alright? It’s fine. Maybe this is a bad batch or, laced with something. It almost feels like when I took ecstasy but like a hundred times worse.”

Eddie nodded. When it hit him a few minutes later, he couldn’t believe that Eddie had been sitting there suffering. Every scrap of clothing on him felt like it was scraping off his skin. He immediately stood and stripped.

“Holy shit. What is happening?” A burst of want spread from his belly and he looked down to see his hard dick straining, red and angry already. He dropped back onto the couch just as Eddie stretched out, their legs intertwining. It was like being dropped into a cool bath during a heat wave. Eddie pulled back and they both gasped as the terrible oppressive feeling surged back.

“Can I…?”

“As long as you touch me right fucking now, I don’t care what you do.”

Eddie launched himself into his lap and they both made a shallow gasping needy noise. The buzzing across his skin was better, but now the barely suppressed need to come was stronger than ever.

“Do you, um, you’re feeling this too, right?” Argyle finally really looked at Eddie, having been more focused on his own dire straights as it were. His face was flushed down to his chest, his fists were clenched down by his sides like he was forcing himself not to touch. And his dick was just as hard and angry looking as his own.

“Yeah,” he sighed. He reached out for one of his clenched hands and wrapped both of his hands around it. “It’s okay.” It was then he realized Eddie was shaking, trembling and there were tears in his eyes. “Oh, man. Hey, come here.”

Logically he knew they were already very close, but that didn’t seem to matter. He pulled him closer and their lips met in a soft caress but it threw kerosene onto the fire burning between them. Eddie slid forward, trapping their painfully hard cocks between their bellies and they both moaned into each other’s mouths. Argyle grabbed two handfuls of his ass and ground them together.

After what would be an embarrassingly short amount of time if not given the circumstances, Eddie threw his head back and came, Argyle not far behind. But after they’d caught their breaths their eyes met and they looked down. They were both still hard, and the buzzing under their skin was only marginally better.

Unable to force any words out, Argyle wrapped his hands around both of them, spitting into his hand and using their combined come to ease the slide. Eddie thrust into his hands and added his own, squeezing tighter around their heads. Argyle whined and thrust in.

Somehow they ended up on the floor, Argyle rubbing himself off on top of Eddie. He’d lost track of how many times they’ve gotten off. There were no words exchanged but this time after they came, Eddie flipped to his stomach and arched his back. Argyle immediately brought his come-sticky fingers to his entrance, both of them groaning when he spit onto it and pushed fingers inside. Eddie keened as he shoved his dick into him, rocking back into the burn from the cursory preparation.

Eddie wrapped his own hand around his dick and furiously jerked himself off as Argyle thrust in and out. He grabbed his hips and pulled him back and forth on his cock, mesmerized watching it sink into him over and over. They both moaned as Eddie came, his inner walls tightening and sending Argyle over the cliff.

He blinked his eyes open and found himself facedown in unfamiliar carpet. Every muscle in his body was screaming at him. What the fuck had-

Oh.

Under his arm was Eddie, naked and asleep. They were both disgusting, covered in dry sweat and spit and come. Argyle shook his head to try to clear the cobwebs around how they’d ended up like this.

Eddie stirred and pulled away slightly to look up into his face. Eddie started giggling, covering his face to muffle it at first, then just really going for it, hysterical and contagious. Argyle joined in, shaking his head.

@lighthousebeams

#Kinktober #argyle/eddie #Eddie/argyle #Argyle x eddie #Mine #Stranger things #stranger things smut #Kinktober 2023

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snakemommy06 · 1 year ago

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hairmetal666 · 27 days ago

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"Is this always how they act?" Jonathan asks. He has to lean close and yell a little for Robin to hear him over the noise of the house party.

"Yup," she says.

She, Jonathan, and Argyle continue to stare at Eddie, sitting in an easy chair, Steve perched happily on his lap. Eddie has a whole bowl of bbq Lay's, and Steve will lean back for a chip, which Eddie feeds him with a smile.

"And they're definitely not dating?" Argyle asks when Steve leans back to whisper in Eddie's ear, mouth pressed close. It's deeply gratifying that they just got in from California and already they see it.

"Steve says no."

"You think he's lying?" Jonathan asks.

"I think he doesn't realize he likes Eddie yet."

Eddie tugs at Steve's hair, and Steve turns back, gives him a smile that's so intimate Robin can't stare directly at it. Instead, she turns to her friends, but Argyle is still watching Eddie and Steve. He's drumming his fingers against his chin, expression what Robin could only call mischievous.

"What are you planning?" Jonathan asks.

"Just helping some bros find true love."

Jonathan looks mildly concerned but before he can say anything, Nancy makes her appearance. And they're something, becoming something, and she cares about Eddie and Steve getting their shit together, but Nancy is smiling and she's so, so pretty. It's easy to get lost in the blue of her eyes and the sweep of her hair and forget about everything else.

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A few hours later and they're all sitting around a coffee table in the basement, just the six of them. It's sort of funny, she thinks, how it always ends up being the six of them.

They're crossfaded already, but that hasn't stopped Eddie and Argyle from lighting another joint. Her thoughts have gone light and floaty, all that's holding her to earth the press Steve's leg and Nancy's hand against hers.

Argyle is sort of monologuing and she doesn't think any of them are paying much mind, but then he stops mid-sentence, grips Jonathan's shoulder tight enough that his knuckles go white. "Dudes. What if we played Truth or Dare?"

Nancy snorts. "Not on your life."

"I don't think I can move?" She says. She leans into Steve, sighing with contentment.

"I, for one, would love to see Buckley complete a dare," Eddie says.

She sticks her tongue out at him. "I've done plenty. Band kid, remember?"

"Ugh, curse the horny trumpeters." Eddie slumps on the coffee table in defeat.

"I'll have you know, they were very wholesome games."

Steve squints at her. "Wasn't there an orgy in someone's pool?"

She sniffs, looks away instead of answering, which makes everyone laugh.

"Speaking of sex," Argyle says. "No one catch your eye tonight, Harrington?"

"Wasn't really looking."

"That's new," Jonathan says.

Steve laughs. "I'm tired of hooking up."

He's told her that too, countless times. She thinks the real reason he hasn't dated in months is sitting right next to him, drumming his fingers on the coffee table.

"Maybe you've just lost your touch," Argyle says.

"I have not!" Steve clutches a hand over his heart. "If I wanted to, I could pull any girl upstairs."

"C'mon, my dude, no way you're that good."

"I was!" He looks to Robin, Nancy, Jonathan. "I was, back me up!"

"I don't know, Scoops wasn't your best work," she says.

"No, no, we said Scoops doesn't count! It was the hat. The outfit! I did fine after!"

"I happened to think the sailor costume was very cute," Eddie says.

"Thank you," Steve preens. He shifts away from her to lean into Eddie, who grins.

"I don't think we can trust Eddie's judgement here," Nancy says.

Steve points at her. "Yes, and I remember you being totally uninterested."

She squeaks in indignation, Robin smothering her own giggles behind her hand. "It was--it was hormones!"

"Yeah, very uninterested in me." Jonathan chimes in. There's a little second where no one reacts--the fact that Nancy was technically still with Steve when that happened ringing unspoken between them--before Nancy and Steve start to giggle.

"I've hooked up with everyone I've ever tried to," Argyle chimes in, nonchalant.

"No way," the whole group says.

"I've got the touch."

"C'mon, that literally can't be true just by like...stats," Steve says.

"Don't know what to tell you, my dude." Argyle's smile is smug. "I'm really good."

"You're just jealous," she tells him. She nudges his shoulder so he knows she's joking.

"No! Jealousy has nothing to do with it."

They erupt at that, calling out the obvious lie.

"I'm not upset!" Steve shouts over them. "I'm just saying, it didn't happen. Sorry, Argyle. You have bizzaro charm, but there's no way it has a 100% success rate."

"Sounds like jealousy to me, Stevie." Eddie cocks his head with a smirk.

"Harrington, you're so cute when you're competitive," Argyle says. "Anyway, it worked on--"

"Don't say Jonathan," Nancy, Steve, and Robin all say.

"Hey! Why not me?'

"Well, it's just--" Nancy waves her hand in the air. "You're. I mean. It's not hard."

Jonathan groans, hides his face in his hands as they laugh.

"I'll prove it to you," Argyle says to Steve. "100% success rate."

"What?"

"I'm going to seduce you."

"Oh, shit," she says.

She knows what's going to happen even before Steve puts his hands on his hips, awkwardly cause they're sitting, cocks an eyebrow, and says, "Okay."

Eddie grumbles something she can't make out, but Steve shakes his head, laughs. "Nah, it's just for fun, right?"

"Until it works." Argyle tosses his hair.

Steve rolls his eyes. "Gimme your best shot."

They rearrange around the table, Eddie and Argyle swapping places.

Everyone is quiet for a second, Steve reaches for his drink. "You got great hands, Harrington," Argyle says.

"I--oh, what?" Steve splutters. He goes a little pink, and Robin thinks it's the first time she's seen him this flustered by a compliment.

"Yeah." Argyle takes his hand, traces along his palm and knuckles. "Big. Strong. Like you could really take care of someone."

Eddie kicks the table, sending it rocking, scattering empty cups and chip bags. Steve is crimson, totally oblivious to Eddie's flailing.

"Thanks," he mumbles. He doesn't pull his hand away. Robin, everyone, is riveted.

"No one's ever told you that?"

"No. No one."

"That's too bad. It's probably all about your hair and your eyes and your body."

Steve smiles and it's one she recognizes, flirty and a little wicked. "You noticed my body?"

Argyle laughs. "Oh, c'mon, you know everyone notices that."

"Would you believe it if I told you I don't get enough compliments?"

"Not on your life."

Steve leans into him, giggles. "Well, worth a shot, right?"

"Always. You wanna know the first thing I noticed about you?"

"Ass, right?"

"It was how much you love your friends but you hide it behind a facade of disapproval. Made me think maybe you weren't used to the love you want to give being reciprocated."

They're all locked in on Argyle and Steve, but she notices Eddie flinch, move like he's about to stand, Nancy reaching out to stop him. She thinks, then, for the first time, that maybe this is mean to him. He doesn't know it's not real.

"Oh," Steve says. His voice breaks, a little, and her heart breaks for him. "I--oh."

"Your ass was the second thing I noticed," Argyle quips and the tension around the table breaks, Steve giggling.

With smooth confidence she never would have expected him to possess, Argyle cards his fingers through Steve's hair. "Just had to touch it for myself." His voice is soft.

"That all you want to touch?"

Argyle grins. "Not even a little bit."

She watches, stunned, as Steve leans in, face almost touching Argyle's. Eddie makes a noise, a pained cough, and Steve leaps to his feet.

"I can't kiss you!" He half-yells, stumbling.

"And why not?" Argyle asks. He's got a wild smile on his face.

"I'm in love with Eddie!" Steve's eyes are wide, panicked.

"I'm sorry," Steve says to him. "Eddie, I--"

But before he can get the words out, Eddie's climbing over the coffee table, sending drinks and snacks flying, the calls for him to get down ignored as he trips into Steve's arms.

"You love me?" Eddie asks.

"I'm sorry I couldn't say it before. I--got in my head about it and I--I hoped it didn't seem like I was leading you on because my words kept getting stuck, and--"

"Sweetheart." Eddie stops him. "I--" He breaks off, notices that the rest of them are raptly listening to the confession. "Do you want to go somewhere we can talk?"

They disappear upstairs, and she turns to Argyle in awe. "I can't believe that actually worked."

"What can I say, I'm a miracle worker. Are there more Doritos?"

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Early in the morning, they're piled in Nancy's station wagon, Jonathan driving them home. She and Nancy are in the middle seat, Steve and Eddie in the back. Steve's curled against him, face pressed to his neck, hidden by a cloud of hair. She wants to ask what happened, how their conversation went, if they're official and how long Steve's known he's in love, but Nancy moves closer, head dropping to Robin's shoulder. Their fingers entwine and Robin closes her eyes, smiles.

"Tomorrow?" Nancy asks.

She nods. "Tomorrow."

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your-stranger-halfblood-things · 8 months ago

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"Weed? You smoke weed?" Steve asked, eyebrow raised.

Jonathan rolled his eyes. "Like you don't." He thought for a minute, contemplating wether to say this or not, but he decided to. "While I was in California, I also had gay sex for the first time."

Steve's eyes widened. "What?" he laughed.

"Yeah, my best friend, Argyle. He and I do it sometimes to, you know, blow off steam."

Steve continued laughing.

"What's so funny?" Jonathan asked. "Gonna make fun of me for being a queer?"

"Nah," Steve shook his head, "I find it funny because Eddie, that trash goblin, he and I..."

Jonathan gasped. "You didn't."

"Well not if you poke fun at me for it."

#its the steve jonathan eddie argyle poly ship again #stranger things #steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #jonathan byers #argyle #jargyle #stonathan #stargyle #stongyle #polyamourous #eddie x steve x jonathan x argyle #edgyle

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blairxbear · 6 months ago

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Stranger Things Preferences

Their Pet Name for you.

(Featuring: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Jonathan Byers, Dmitri Antonov, Jim Hopper, Alexei, Murray Bauman, Robin Buckley, Argyle, Henry/001)

Warnings: Mentions of sex. This blog is 18+ Minors do not interact.

A/N: My first preference! There will be quite a few of these across quite a few fandoms so if you'd like to be tagged in future preferences or future stranger things posts please let me know in the comments! :) Also any Russian is taken straight from google translate so pre-apologies if I have butchered it! Enjoy!

Steve Harrington

Steve keeps his pet names quite generic, baby, babe, sweetheart. It's not so much the names he uses but how he says them. Most of the time he's most comfortable using the shortened version of your name or nickname he has for you, but the amount of affection he would put into it would make you melt. If he's being especially flirtatious you'd even occasionally get doll. He doesn't miss the effect it has on you when he calls you that.

Eddie Munson

Eddie is as theatrical with his pet names as he is with anything else in life. He loves to call you princess, especially during Hellfire meetings when he can incorporate you into his campaign. I think Eddie would switch between a few pet names to try to keep it interesting, baby, sunshine, sweetheart. It doesn't matter what he calls you it never fails to give you butterflies. Let's not pretend that if you two are hanging out in his trailer while you joke around and play air guitar together that he doesn't call you his little Rockstar.

Billy Hargrove

Billy's pet names for you depend on two things; his mood, and who you are around. In public you're only getting the less heartfelt pet names, he refers to you as his girl a lot in front of other people. Not only does he love the small smile it brings to your face but it also feeds into his possessive side, knowing that everyone knows you are his. When you two are alone and have been together for a while, Billy finally shoes a softer side of himself. He will compliment you a lot and attach all sort of pet names to those compliments, baby, sugar, sweet thing, still loving to resort to calling you his girl. You're mad at him and he's trying to make it up to you? Get ready for him to bargain his way back into your arms, wrapping his arms around you as he whispers in your ear, "Come on sweetheart, you know you can't stay mad at me."

Jonathan Byers

This soft, shy, adorable baby will probably be hesitant to use pet names for a long time. I honestly doubt you would hear them until you two begin to get intimate and he's too lost in the moment to think about what he's saying. He's pussy drunk and rambling into your neck, pet names would all be soft and sweet while he's chasing his high, beautiful and sweetheart would be at the top of his list. Getting high in his room? This sweet man would be telling you how you're his sunshine, rambling on in his delirium about how you light up his life.

Dmitri Antonov

While this man's English is very good, he still prefers to use pet names in Russian. There's something about the way he looks at you with his intense gaze as he slips back into his native tongue that just turns you into an absolute puddle. His favourites include котенок (kitten) and м��я любовь (my love). The thought of this man holding you while you curl up in bed for the night, arms wrapped around you while he whispers endearing words in Russian into your ear is enough to bring butterflies to your stomach.

Jim Hopper

Let's not pretend like for a goooooooood while this man affectionately refers to you as kid even if you are barely a few years younger than him. He's a tough shell of a man that will refuse to open up or show his feelings for a long time, but when he does you realise its worth the wait. He doesn't throw around pet names and words of endearment a lot as he prefers to save them for moments when he feels it's right. When it's just the two of you and you're sharing a soft moment, sometimes referring to you as darling in his softer moments. Occasionally you might even get a cheeky baby.

Alexei

Another Russian baby, this adorable man will always call you pet names in Russian, it doesn't matter how much his English has improved. It just means more to him coming from his native tongue. His regular go to include голубь (Dove) and милый (Darling). Although, Murray taught him how Americans us Pumpkin as a term of endearment as a way to screw with you both and now it's one of Alexei's favourite things to call you. Jokes on Murray because seeing Alexei's face light up as he reaches for you and calls you pumpkin is enough to fall even more in love with him.

Murray Bauman

I feel like Murray cannot find it in himself to call you soft names to start off with. He's still confused by the fact that you even want to be with him, he's not going to possibly embarrass himself further using some pet names that might cross some invisible line he's set up for himself. He refers to as lady a lot, or another unique name that fits your looks of personality. Once this man is comfortable and more secure in your relationship I think the names would still stay light and not too sensitive. You would definitely get honey a lot, I don't think Murray would be able to resist yelling through the house when he gets home, "Honey, I'm home!"

Robin Buckley

Robin would also keep her pet names generic just like her bestie Steve, but less out of originality and more just to play it safe. Robin would have some insecurities going into a relationship after all the careful steps she took just to get to where you two are now. She is hesitant at first to say the wrong thing so she sticks to a lot of sweetheart and babe. One day you were spending time together and she slipped up and called you buttercup. She panicked for a second worrying what you would think of the nickname, but seeing your smile wiped all of those worries away and it became one of her favourite pet names so far.

Argyle

Okay so we all know this cutie is not going to call you any conventional pet names unless he's sober which is not very often. You're going to get a lot of my dude and bro but he does really mean it affectionately with you. Other than that you're definitely going to get a lot of made up names that mean absolutely nothing but to him they mean a lot; wicked lady, cream puff, anything. He would totally refer to you as "my queen" when he lets you into the van which he refers to as your chariot. Your favourite pet name would be the time he said, "My pretty girl is gonna get all the pizza she wants" he couldn't understand your reaction as you couldn't think of what to say next after hearing Argyle call you his pretty girl.

Henry/001

I whole heartedly believe this man would refer to you as pet. He does mean it endearingly but he also can't resist how you scrunch your nose up at hearing the teasing term. He also uses a lot of "My little..." whether it be bird, bunny, dove. He constantly feels the need to protect you and he shows that in his terms of endearment by referring to you as small and innocent. I know this man would call you his good girl, and you will have to pry that thought out of my cold dead hands.

A/N: Hope you guys like this! Reminder that if you want to be tagged in future Stranger things posts or other preferences to let me know in the comments and ill create a tags list :)

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 8 months ago

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It was Jonathan that got hurt this time. Sure, it was just a sprained ankle, but it was a sprained ankle that Jonathan couldn't walk on. Nancy had moved towards him to help him up, but Steve had been faster. He quickly scooped the other guy up into his arms.

"You didn't have to do that," Jonathan said, blushing.

"Nonsense, it's nice for a change that I'm not the one getting hurt," Steve said with a grin as he started to carry him to the car. "Besides, I'm sure you've been worried about me stealing you from Nancy. You should have been worried about me stealing you from her."

"Fuck off," he laughed.

"No, seriously, you're very cute," Steve said. "Nance definitely has competition."

"Or we could just settle this, and I steal the both of you?" Nancy smirked.

Jonathan stared at Steve, and they smiled softly at each other. Maybe they should have thought this over some more, but the minute she said it, they immediately knew it was the right answer.

"Done!" They said.

Steve approached his car and set Jonathan on the trunk, standing in between his legs for a moment.

"Are you sure about this?" Jonathan asked, looking at the trunk.

"Don't worry, Scarlett has a very comfortable ass," he said and patted Jonathan's thigh. "Let's take a look at that ankle."

"Scarlett?" Jonathan asked.

"Oh! I forgot she had a name!" Nancy laughed.

"Yes, sCARlett. . .get it?" Steve asked with a cheesy grin.

"I can't believe you were ever popular. You're such a dork," Jonathan teased.

"Well, some people were too enamored with my hair and my rich parents that they refused to see what's right in front of them. Nancy was the first person to see past that," Steve said.

Jonathan and Steve both glanced at her. She smiled softly at them both, biting her lip as her eyes twinkled with affection. Nancy's cheeks turned pink.

"I believe that," Jonathan said softly and looked at him. "I think I prefer the dork. I'm glad I'm starting to see you, that you're not what I assumed you be."

"Me too," Steve said softly and kissed his cheeks, letting his lips hover against his skin for a moment.

Steve pulled away and slid to his knees. He took off his shoe and then his sock. He pressed his fingers to his ankle. Jonathan hissed.

"What's the prognosis, doc?" He asked.

"Well, I don't think it's broken. I've seen enough sprains as a sports trainer," Steve said.

"You were a sports trainer?" Nancy asked.

"For a little while after we broke up. It made me think about becoming an EMT or a physical therapist," Steve said as he started to wrap his foot.

"You'd be good at either one of them," Nancy said softly.

"He's definitely good with his hands," Jonathan said as he stood up.

Steve bit his lip and moved back between his legs. Jonathan fingered Steve’s collar and pulled him closer. He tucked a hair behind his ear and cupped his cheek before bringing him in for a kiss. Steve sighed happily against his lips before cupping the back of his neck and deepening it. Jonathan's lips were soft against his and quite frankly perfect. Why did it take him so long to realize he could have been kissing him as much as he could kiss Nancy? Steve pulled away with a gasp.

"I should - I should go put our stuff in the car," Steve said, smiling as he tried to slow his heart rate.

He moved away and began putting their packs in the backseat. When he walked back to them, he found that Nancy had taken his spot and was now kissing Jonathan. Steve grinned. Nancy broke the kiss and turned around in Jonathan's arms, leaning against his chest.

"I was just telling Jonathan that he made a very cute damsel in distress when you were carrying him," Nancy laughed.

"I have to agree," Steve grinned as he stepped closer to them.

Nancy pulled him by his hips and yanked Steve even closer. She kissed him, with her back still pressed up against Jonathan. Steve grinned against Nancy's lips as he felt another hand at his hip and another hand in his hair. They were Jonathan's hands caressing him and the hand Nancy had on his hip. If it was any other situation, they would have worried about doing something like this in public. The sky flashed red above them, letting them know there were worse things going on in Hawkins right now. All they cared about was each other. Steve never expected it to go like this, and he couldn't help the thrill that shot through him at their touch. Who knew how much time they had left? They had to find happiness where they could, right? Nancy broke the kiss, smiling sweetly at him. Jonathan pressed his cheek against her hair, looking at him fondly. Steve ran his fingers through Jonathan's hair, and he shuddered at his touch.

"My hair's too long," Jonathan blurted out.

"Well, you look gorgeous no matter what, but if you want, I could give you a haircut," Steve said.

"You can cut my hair?" He asked.

"Yeah, I cut Robin's, mine, even Dustin's," Steve said.

"What else can you do with your hands?" Jonathan asked.

"Be a good boy, and you'll find out," Steve smirked.

"Yeah, alright. Let's get back to base."

Base was, of course, Steve’s house, seeing as it was the one with a lot more room, and his parents have basically given up on even bothering to sell it so they left it with Steve for now. A few minutes later, they pulled up to his house. Joyce, Hopper, Will, and El still weren't back yet, Steve had noticed as he helped Jonathan out of the car. He turned his back towards him and bent down slightly.

"Hop on!" Steve exclaimed.

"What? No!" Jonathan said.

"It'd be easier for me to carry you," Steve said.

Jonathan sighed before wrapping his arms around his neck. Steve reached around him and grabbed his thighs, hoisting him carefully onto his back. Nancy grabbed a pack from the car and followed them into the house. When they walked into the foyer, they could see Robin with Dustin, Mike, and Lucas in the living room. Eddie was pouring over the cards on the coffee table with a frown on his face.

"I don't know how you fucking did it, Wheeler, but you fucking cheated," Eddie said.

"I did not! You're just a sore loser, Eddie!" Mike taunted.

"Guys! GUYS!" Dustin exclaimed. "Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan are back!"

Suddenly, everyone was running into the foyer. Dustin skidded to a stop and stared at Steve.

"What?"

"Steve. . .why are you wearing Jonathan like a backpack?" Dustin asked.

"He sprained his ankle. I'm going to take him upstairs and give him a haircut," Steve said. "There's more supplies in the car if you want to be helpful."

Dustin, Mike, and Lucas immediately ran outside. They'd been stuck inside most of the time, only being used when they absolutely had to. They were quite eager whenever they could help out. Eddie grinned at Steve, Jonathan, and Nancy.

"Figured things out, did you?" Eddie asked.

"Why would you say that?" Steve asked.

"Well, Jonathan's heart is racing awfully fast," Eddie said, flashing his fangs. "Also, I think I smell a little bit of arousal. You dog. You go upstairs, and you 'cut that hair', big boy."

"No, I really am cutting his hair," Steve frowned as Nancy giggled.

Robin gasped as she looked between the three of them.

"How did I miss this?" Robin asked.

"Because your radar sucks, Robin," he said. "Don't worry, I missed it too."

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to agree with him there," Vickie said as she came from the kitchen.

"Vickie!"

"What? Even after I stuck my tongue down your throat, you were still like: 'Are you sure you like women?'," Vickie said in amusement.

"You frenching me could have meant anything," Robin said defensively.

"Yeah, maybe she was looking for loose change in your mouth," Steve said sarcastically.

"She could have been!" Robin exclaimed.

"You guys are cute," Eddie said. "Anyway, I should probably go out and hunt. Starting to feel a little peckish."

"Someone should go with you, man," Argyle called from the kitchen. "I think it should be me."

He entered the foyer and looked at Eddie with great affection. He gazed at Eddie much like he did the first time he laid eyes on him, like he had never seen anyone quite like him before.

"It'd be dangerous for you," Eddie frowned.

"It's dangerous for all of us," Argyle said.

Eddie leaned closer to Jonathan to whisper to him and Steve.

"Do you have any idea why Argyle keeps looking at me like that?" Eddie asked.

"I think I have a few theories," Jonathan said in amusement.

Eddie watched as Argyle moved closer to him. He blushed when Argyle grabbed Eddie's hand, and his eyes widened in realization.

"Oh. Okay."

They passed Dustin, Lucas, and Mike on the way out just as Steve moved to carry Jonathan up the stairs.

"You can put those away, can't you?" Steve asked the kids. "Don't wait up. I'm going to give Jonathan a haircut."

"Why does Nancy have to go with you?" Mike asked.

"For moral support," Nancy replied and smiled when she heard Mike complain loudly.

Steve set Jonathan on the bathroom counter before going to get a chair. He came back with one and a pillow for Jonathan's foot. Jonathan hopped into the chair and propped his foot up without any help.

"I have to ask. . .shouldn't the chair be facing the mirror?" He asked.

"I'm going to wash your hair first," Steve said.

"I'm not paying extra for that," Jonathan said.

"Not even if Steve begs?" Nancy asked.

"Hmm, maybe," Jonathan said.

Steve smirked and leaned down to place a quick kiss on his mouth.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be begging for it later," Steve said as he pulled out a cape.

"Oh. . .I don't need to take off anything?" Jonathan asked.

"No. . .not unless you want to. This isn't a barbershop. The no shoes, no shirts thing doesn't apply here," Steve smirked.

Jonathan shrugged out of his jacket and tried to get out of his shirt, but then he got stuck. Nancy giggled as she helped Steve get their boyfriend out of his shirt. Steve and Nancy tilted Jonathan's head back as they began to wash his hair together.

"This is nice," Jonathan sighed. "It's rather intimate."

"Me and Steve used to wash each other's hair whenever I was over here," Nancy said. "It's nice, letting people take care of you for a change."

"What? Why are you looking at me like that? I don't have a problem with that," he said.

"Yes, you do," Nancy said. "But so does Steve."

"Okay, and what about you?" Steve asked teasingly.

"I'm fine with it," Nancy scoffed.

"Yeah, right," Steve and Jonathan said.

"Okay, so maybe all three of us have a problem with it," she grinned. "But maybe we can all work on it together."

"That sounds nice," Steve said softly, gazing fondly at her, and she kissed him over Jonathan.

Nancy stepped back when they finished washing his hair and sat on the counter to watch Steve work. She watched his hands as they moved through Jonathan's hair, brushing against Jonathan's skin, and Steve's face set in concentration as he worked to get the hair cut that Jonathan wanted. Meanwhile, Jonathan tried not to shudder at Steve's touch. Once Steve was done, he knelt in front of Jonathan to make sure everything was even. He ran his fingers through Jonathan's hair, his face inches away. Jonathan could feel his breath on his lips.

"You don't need to do that in order to get close to me," Jonathan smirked.

"I really am making sure it's even," Steve laughed.

"Come here," he said and yanked Steve into his lap.

He captured Steve’s lips with his. Steve laughed as he kissed him back. He really couldn't get enough of kissing Jonathan. Maybe it was because it was the start of a new relationship, or maybe because it was Steve opening himself up to a side of himself that he always kept hidden. Maybe it was all of those things. Steve never felt so giddy. He shivered when he felt Nancy's hand on his back. Steve broke the kiss with Jonathan to lean into her touch.

"You've got Jonathan's hair all over the front of your shirt," Nancy giggled.

"Maybe you should take it off. . ."

Meanwhile. . .downstairs. . .

Joyce, Hopper, El, and Will trudged through the door, looking disappointed. The others met them just as eagerly at the door as they did with Nancy, Steve, and Jonathan.

"Well?" Dustin asked.

"The asshole wasn't there. It was a trap. Luckily, we got out in time," Hopper growled. "Munson out hunting?"

"Yeah," Dustin replied.

"I see Nancy, Jonathan, and Steve made it back. Did everything go okay?" Joyce asked.

"I mean, Jonathan got hurt - " Dustin started to say.

"What? Where is he?!" Joyce asked in a panic.

"Upstairs in the bathroom but - "

They took off upstairs without waiting, Joyce and Will leading the charge. Robin sighed, rolled her eyes, and smacked Dustin's shoulder.

"You couldn't have led with the fact that he sprained his ankle?" Robin scolded.

They burst through the bathroom door. Everyone in the room froze. Steve was still straddling a shirtless Jonathan while Nancy was in the middle of taking off Steve’s shirt. It was still over his head, so he couldn't see anything.

"Mom!" Jonathan exclaimed.

"Mrs. Byers?!" Steve yelped and then relaxed. "Wait. . .is it just your mom?"

". . .No," Nancy said slowly.

"Okay. . .so. . .you know, I don't know how to explain this away," Steve said, his voice still muffled.

"Are you about to take a bath together?" El asked.

"Okay, I can't lie to her, especially if she's inflating her eyes. Is she inflating her eyes?" Steve asked. "Hey, Nance, my arms are getting tired. Can we go ahead and just yank my shirt off?"

"Oh, right!" Nancy exclaimed and pulled the shirt off.

Steve was now looking at the shocked faces of Will, El, Joyce, and Hopper.

"Hey, so, how did it go?" Steve asked casually.

"Well, not good, but at least no one got hurt," Hopper said.

"Jonathan sprained his ankle on a rock," Steve said and looked at Jonathan fondly. "Clumsy."

"Honey, are you okay?" Joyce asked.

"Are we just going to ignore what's going on here?" Will asked.

"Jonathan, is Steve your boyfriend?" El asked.

Jonathan looked at Steve with wide eyes. He smiled and nodded.

"Uh, yeah."

"Is Nancy not your girlfriend anymore?" She asked.

"No, she's still my girlfriend."

"Is Steve also her boyfriend?"

"Um, yes."

"Oh, okay!" El grinned. "I did not know you could share boyfriends and girlfriends."

"Uh, mom?" Jonathan asked, his cheeks flaming red. "I'm fine. Can you give us some privacy?"

"Oh, yeah, sure," Joyce laughed. "Come on, everyone out. I'm happy you guys figured things out."

"Leave the door open three inches," El said in a deep voice as she scrunched up her face and squinted rather comically.

"Is that supposed to be me?" Hopper asked.

"Yes," El giggled with Will.

"It needs work," Hopper growled.

Joyce laughed as she pushed everyone out. They could still hear their voices as they disappeared down the hallway.

"I need to talk to Lucas about Max," El said. "Do not let me forget."

"Why?" Will asked.

"I almost got her out from her sleep. I think together Lucas and I can wake her up," El said.

"And that's the only reason?" He asked.

". . .yes."

Jonathan laughed and covered his face with his hands.

"Well, I think that ruined the mood a little," Steve smirked.

"Their faces," Nancy laughed. "I wish I had a photo of it."

"I do NOT!" Jonathan exclaimed.

"Well, at least, it wasn't the other way around, and we didn't walk in on Joyce and Hopper," Steve said.

"I wish I could say that it didn't happen to me," Jonathan said, his voice muffled by his hands.

Nancy and Steve burst into laughter.

"It's not funny!"

Nancy leaned heavily on Steve as she tried to stifle her giggles. Steve didn't bother try to stop his laughter.

"I'm breaking up with both of you!"

After they finally stopped laughing, Jonathan pushed Steve off his lap and hopped out of the room, leaving them to clean up the mess. He went to the spare bedroom and pulled on another shirt before hobbling down the stairs. He sat down next to his mother at the kitchen island.

"Where's Steve and Nancy?" Joyce asked.

"I left them to clean up the bathroom. My boyfriend and girlfriend are assholes," Jonathan said, rolling his eyes, but he was also smiling slightly.

Suddenly, Dustin's head popped up from behind the island.

"Did you just call Steve and Nancy your boyfriend and girlfriend?" Dustin asked.

Lucas's head popped out from the kitchen's pantry along with Mike's.

"You're dating Steve and Nancy?" Mike asked.

"Is anyone else hiding in this room that I should know about?" Jonathan asked.

Suddenly, Eddie's head, now small and batlike, popped out from the cookie jar on the island. Joyce and Jonathan screamed. Eddie squeaked, his tiny mouth full of cookie.

"Oh, yeah, turns out Eddie can turn into a bat," Dustin said. "Eddie! Get out of the cookie jar!"

Argyle rushed into the kitchen and sighed in relief. Apparently, he had been looking for him. He pulled Eddie out of the cookie jar and kissed his head before placing him in his shirt pocket. After a while, Nancy and Steve came into the kitchen.

"The bat is out of the cookie jar," Jonathan said.

"I think it's the cat's out of the bag," Steve said and looked to Nancy. "Right?"

"No, I mean, yes, but everyone pretty much everyone knows about us now," Jonathan replied. "Also, Eddie's a bat."

Steve’s house was full of chaos now. It wasn't anything like the chaos outside. . . It was a good kind. Steve sat down next to Jonathan and wrapped his arm around his waist as they watched the kids make dinner for everyone. He smiled when he heard the other parents filter into the house. Well, Karen and Ted limped in from one of the spare bedrooms. They were still injured from saving Holly from Henry's wrath. Not everyone knew. . .not until Nancy leaned on Steve and Jonathan both in a rather intimate way. No one said anything negative, only made comments full of sarcasm and affection. Meanwhile, bat Eddie flew around the kitchen and tried to steal the food that Dustin and Mike were trying to make. It was all fun and games until Mike got the fly swatter out. Steve’s heart was so full. . .it was exactly like what he imagined having a big family would be like. They would get through this together. . . And they did. Vecna was brought down several weeks later, torn apart by his victims, who weren't really dead. Max woke up and reunited with her friends. El and Lucas never left her side. Nancy had hugged Fred tightly until he could barely breathe. Chrissy and Eddie were also brought back together with Eddie happily introducing her to Argyle.

"I think we might have started something," Steve whispered in Jonathan's ear.

Steve and Nancy were now curled up against Jonathan on the sofa as they watched as everyone celebrated saving Hawkins. Everyone was gathered in Steve's living room, dancing to the music that was blasting from Steve's speakers.

"Or you're just imagining things," Jonathan said. "And your ego is bigger than your hair."

"No, Chrissy just kissed Eddie and Argyle," Nancy said. "Oh, wait, I don't think she meant to do that. . .no, they're pulling her into a hug. Yeah, no, we definitely did start something. Is that Gareth chatting up Will and Mike?"

"You guys are just seeing it everywhere," Jonathan laughed.

"OH! You'll never guess who I ran into at the grocery store," Steve said with a grin.

"I hope it wasn't one of Jason's goons," Nancy frowned.

"Nope, Tommy and Carol. Apparently, they got caught up in all of this when they came to visit over spring break. You will never guess what they told me," Steve said.

"That they were in love with you in high school?" Nancy asked.

"Yeah! Wait, how did you know?" Steve asked.

"It was kind of obvious," she laughed. "What did you tell them?"

"Only that I was very available," Steve said casually.

"What?!" Jonathan and Nancy exclaimed.

"I'm fucking with you," Steve laughed. "I told them I was very happy with the both of you."

"Asshole!" Nancy exclaimed and twisted his nipple.

"Ow! Nance!"

She grabbed his chin and kissed him harshly before pulling back.

"Who do you belong to?" Nancy asked sternly.

"You and Jonathan," Steve grinned.

"Good," she said, patting his cheek.

"You know better than to make us jealous, baby," Jonathan said before kissing him softly.

"It's just so fun and you guys make it so easy," Steve laughed and then paused. "You guys still love me, right?"

"Get me and Nancy something to drink, please, and we'll see," Jonathan said teasingly.

Steve laughed and kissed them both before heading into the kitchen. Nancy and Jonathan giggled together as they sat back against the couch. They sat up suddenly when they heard a loud crash from the kitchen.

"Goddamnit, Dustin! What did I tell you about hanging up the apron? Hang it up, or it falls on the ground! Jonathan! Nancy! . . . I think I sprained my ankle!" Steve yelled.

"My turn," Jonathan grinned and got up off the couch, waving off everyone else.

Nancy quickly followed him into the kitchen, where Steve was sprawled out on the ground. Jonathan bent down to pick him up.

"Woah! Jonathan, you don't have to do that," Steve said.

"Nonsense. . .I'm stealing you, not helping you. . ."

"Fuck off!" Steve laughed.

"It's only because you're so cute. Don't worry, Nancy's stealing you too."

Steve held onto Jonathan and let him sit him on the counter. Nestled in between Nancy and Jonathan, with the sounds of their family partying in the living room, Steve never felt happier.

"You guys can steal me any time. . ."

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blakeswritingimagines · 6 months ago

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Sitting On Their Lap

Eddie: "Woah-" He'd chuckle. Immediately, his hands instinctively went to your waist, sitting you down on his thighs completely. "You're being cute again.." He'd tease, smiling warmly in your direction as his hands slipped down towards your thighs, gently rubbing up and down your sides lovingly

Gareth: He’d smile and immediately put his arm around you, pulling you a bit closer as his other hand slides down your hip. He’d love your hair in his face and your warmth against him.

Steve: He'd definitely be surprised at first. He'd chuckle softly before wrapping his arms around your hips and pulling you a little closer against him. Then he'd look at you with a cheeky smile. "Now, what do we have here?"

Robin: she'd have a surprised/flushed look on her face until she realized it was you. After that, she would wrap her arms around you and pull you closer. She'd ask, "And what is this for?"

Nancy: She’d gasp and be surprised, but then, she’d smile. She'd wrap her arms around your waist and pull you against her chest, and bury her face into your hair.

Jonathan: “Hey woah, hi to you too, love.” He’d smile up at you, his hands landing on your hips before they’d wrap gently around your torso, securing your position on his lap in place. He’d let out a content sigh from your proximity, taking comfort in your weight on top and pressing closer against you. “What’d I do to earn the honor of being used as your personal chair?”

Argyle: He immediately stopped what he was doing and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close so your back was pressed tightly against his chest. He could feel the heat radiating from you. “Hey.” He said with a grin.

Billy: He was surprised a bit but smiled at you. He wrapped his muscular arms around your body and pulled you close into a hug, his muscular chest pressed against your back. "Hey, you." He said and chuckled softly in your ear. He let one hand wander down your side until it rested on your thigh.

Henry: He would be surprised first and look at you with a suprised expression, but after that it would probably just make him smile as he would wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He might also bury his face into your hair and place a small kiss on your neck.

#eddie munson x reader #gareth emerson x reader #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #jonathan byers x reader #argyle x reader #billy hargrove x reader #henry creel x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things #stranger things headcanons #stranger things hc

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sabbathbloodysabbeth · 7 months ago

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Steve flops backwards, his body going limp into the musty green couch. Argyle plops down on his right with Jonathan connected to his hip.

The budding warm feeling works its way through Steve, starting from his toes flowing up to his stomach. He can faintly hear Jonathan and Argyle talking to each other over the haziness wrapping itself around his mind.

A loud crashing noise barely startles him, it was a common noise when you were around Eddie. Steve has never met a clumsier alpha.

Argyle is faintly giggling at something, before he’s leaning over to Steve, casually pulling Steve’s shirt down to hide his happy trail that was popping out. Steve doesn’t think much of it.

“So, never got to ask, and you can totally tell me to fuck off but what’s like…. What’s like your secondary gender my dude?” Argyle is casual with the question, genuine curiosity filling his eyes. “I can’t ever tell with you,” he admits.

Steve turns his head, letting it hang down a bit as he smiles dopily. Blinking as he tries to form a thought. Time must be going much slower for him as one of the other two boys answer for him. Which one he isn’t sure.

“Steve’s an Alpha.”

Steve frowns, trying to open his mouth and speak. But he was floating to high. Drifting too far in the deep end to yell that they were wrong.

His limbs, somehow end up tangled with Argyles, whose not even paying attention. Just letting Steve curl into him, barely reacting when Steve’s nose finds its way into his neck. One sniff and Steve knows Argyle is an Alpha.

He already knew that, but now it’s confirmed. For all he knew Argyle could be like him. A omega who just pretends to be an Alpha to pass by. Spraying certain deodorant on and taking scent blockers.

Maybe one day Steve will come clean. Though the more Steve thinks about it, the more he wants to be honest with the guys who helped save the world with him.

When he exits his thoughts, the three boys are all laughing about something. Carrying a conversation about something, Eddie’s eyes casually landing on him from time to time.

Argyles attention shifts back to him after a bit, teasing that he’s never met a cuddly Alpha before. There’s no hint that he knows Steve’s not an Alpha.

“I’m not an alpha,” Steve mumbles gently as he shifts his body with a yawn. Eyes closing as he doesn’t catch the reactions from the room.

He just sniffles a little bit, turns his body at an awkward angle and curls up into a ball sleepily.

“Stevie?” Eddie is over him now. His hand rubbing gently at his shoulder as Argyle and Jonathan are both leaning over the couch curiously.

“Huh?” Steve asks softly. Blinking slowly up at Eddie dumbly. Melting under the alphas touch.

Steve knew he was a cuddly stoner, he probably should have warned the boys this as he moves a bit. Thinking Eddie wants to join them on the couch. Opening a spot between him and argyle.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to hog the couch.” He mumbles out gently. His eyes starting to slowly close again before he feels the cushion next to him shift.

Eddie’s hand is now moving to rub his shoulder, “it’s fine Stevie. But what did you mean by you’re not an alpha?” He asks.

Steve breaks out into a soft giggle as he tilts his head to look at Eddie better. Noticing the way the other’s eyes were red, an unreadable expression on his face as Steve begins to feel his body slide closer and closer to the other like it had Argyle earlier.

“Means I’m not an alpha, silly.” He’s seconds away from wrapping himself around him when Argyle pops his head over Eddie’s shoulder.

Steve can’t help but boop the other’s nose with a soft giggle as Argyles face twitch’s. “Are you a beta?” Argyle asks curiously. His head moving down to lean on Eddie’s shoulder. Seeing that, made Steve miss how warm Argyle was. His body felt like it was freezing without having any body heat.

“I’m cold,” he whines gently. Moving and looking around in hopes of finding a blanket. Before he can, Eddie’s up and back before Steve even misses him. Holding a blanket in his hands as he carefully wraps it around Steve who melts at the smell.

His cheeks are a soft pink, as he moves curling up without thought. He looks up seeing Eddie’s head tilted and watching him carefully. “Eddie why aren’t you on the couch?” He whines out.

A look of shock and amusement crosses the other’s face before he’s laughing and sitting down next to Steve again. Argyle’s now moving to stand and Steve’s pinching his eyebrows. “Noooo, argyle you’re too warm to leave. You’re gonna like- suck the heat away from the couch man.” Steve complains.

He can hear the soft laughs of the other boys, but he doesn’t care. He needs them to be near him. So he doesn’t float off to far. He doesn’t want to get lost.

That’s what he mumbles out as he buries his face into Eddie’s shoulder this time.

“Don’t worry big boy, i- we’ve got you.” Eddie mumbles gently into his hair.

Steve relaxes and smiles happily as he finds the spot he’s looking for. Eddie’s smell hitting him and making him feel even higher.

“Hmm… not a beta either.” He admits sheepishly. Arms now wrapped around Eddie’s middle.

Eddie can’t help but let a soft laugh, “yeah? Are you a snuggly omega then?”

Steve lets out a hum in confirmation, sleep finally taking over him while he’s wrapped in what he thinks is Eddie’s blanket. And cuddles into Eddie.

#steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #strangerthings #steve stranger things #eddie and steve #omegaverse #I think Steve would hide his secondary gender for a bit #argyle is so chill

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