#jim hopper x yn

[velvetcloxds]

A MAN IN UNIFORM | J.H.

pairing: brother's best friend!jim hopper x fem!reader

word count: 1.4k

warnings: age gap (reader in her late 20s)

summary: your brother's best friend has always been hot, but him stepping in when you got an unfair ticket strutting around in his sheriff uniform has you feeling some type of way

Now, had Hopper walked out of his office to find anyone else making a scene in the middle of the police station, shouting at the top of their lungs, catching every eye in the room, throwing things at one of his best officers- he’d have thrown them right out the door. But it wasn’t anyone else, it was you, his best friend’s little sister and heaven knows he at least had to give you a chance before doing exactly that. He folded his arms and leaned against the open door of his office as he shook his head to stop his deputy from getting your attention.

He'd been thinking about you a lot lately, picked up the phone and slammed it down again, dialed your number, and then shoved the phone away, imagining your voice on the other end- would you be excited to hear from him, surprised maybe? He saw you properly at Christmas and Thanksgiving every year and sometimes easter, ran into you around town, and flirted a little in the movie store but not nearly as often as when you were teenagers hopping between diners and bars in high school.

“Listen here, bucko,” you pointed a bright red-nailed finger at the officer who was smirking far too smugly in your opinion, all things considered. “Do you have any idea how close I am to kicking you right off that chair?” he didn’t think you were serious, Hopper knew you were, so when you took a step forward, he did too.

“Lady, I don’t know what to tell you, it’s just a ticket.”

“Just a ticket,” you shrieked, it was a familiar sound, one much like the one you’d give him when he’d thrown you in the pool on summer break or cut you off from the jello shots back in university, it didn’t mean anything good was to come. “If my brother finds out I was given a ticket in his car by some dipshit who just got his badge, he’ll have my head- no matter the reason for said ticket being that the asshat in question had his little ego bruised when I didn’t want to go out with him and decided to get back at me,” Hopper moved at that, a gentle hand on the small of your back, a dangerous look aimed at the officer in front of you as he mumbled your last name just loud enough to let you know it’s him.

“Hopper,” the officer tutted, seemingly under the impression that he was about to be backed and not the other way around, smugness only growing as he stood up to hand over the ticket that you’d thrown at him earlier. “I tried to talk her down,” he scoffed, you fumed, the audacity. “You know how these girls are, can’t take no for an answer.”

“You little shit.”

“Language,” Hopper reminded you, but he was smiling in a way that meant he didn’t mind nearly as much as he should, lightly pulling you behind him and pointing towards his office, it was a clear command and you’d not take it so seriously were he not looking down at you, were he not so close to you, had you not realized in a split second how long it’s been since you’d seen him in uniform doing all of the above somehow making it all seem absurdly attractive. “I’ll take care of it, yeah, meet me in my office. “

Jim Hopper was the only man who could give you an order like that and have it obeyed, even with a big huff and stomped steps and a whole ordeal of uttered musings and threats, you did go to his office, and you busied yourself with the little figurines on his desk while you waited. He was talking to or rather at the officer you’d lost your cool with and you weren’t nearly as curious about what he was saying as you should’ve been. He’s always been attractive, always been too kind to be that hot and you remember countless years being wasted on having a crush on your lame brother’s very cool best friend who picked you up from school and carried your books and turned down nights with girls far out of his league in favor of keeping an eye on you and put out his cigarette when you were near- and now that very cool, very hot, very kind man was walking right towards looking far too damn good in a uniform you’d have to stop yourself from imagining him without.

“Is it safe in there?” he hummed as he stilled in the doorway, one hand holding a crumbled-up ticket, the other reaching to the coat rack to take his hat and you watched him with narrowed eyes as he set it on his head. “Stop frowning at me like that, trouble,” he wasn’t serious, really, he found it adorable even though he knew he shouldn’t, then again, he also shouldn’t have disciplined an officer for being an ass to his friend, but that ship has also sailed.

“Did you put him in his place?” you dared, taking his keys from his paper stack before sliding off his desk to meet him at the door, that same finger that you used to point at the officer now sliding over his tie to straighten it. “Because I’ll walk right back to him if you didn’t.”

“Course I did,” he was the smug one this time and it had the exact opposite effect on you, especially when the officer came walking past the office with a box full of goods and his tail between his legs on his way to the public complaint department of the station and you understood why Hopper seemed so pleased with himself. “Happy?” he dared but of course you were, so much so that you tugged his tie lightly to pull him closer and placed a red-lipped kiss right on his cheek, giggling from the feeling of the little hairs of his beard creeping up over tinted skin.

“Very happy, Jimmy,” you cooed, and he was glad for the door frame because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep himself standing were it not there. “Seems that uniform of yours is good for more than just making me nervous,” you admitted and gave him no time to push for more before slipping past him into the hallway, stealing his hat and gripping his keys tightly as you did. “Are you taking me out for lunch to celebrate, sheriff?” as if he’d ever say no, as if you’d ever let him.

“As long as you’re not driving,” he knew it would rile you up just enough to frown all perfectly at him, with big eyes and scrunched nose as you walked backward towards the exit.

“I’m ordering an extra piece of pie just for that.”

“I thought we were sharing,” he countered, quick to follow just in case you tripped and hurt yourself. You shook your head, tutting as he caught up with you just in time to grab your hand and pull you out of the way of some stranger.

“No way, got to keep those pants of yours looking nice and tight.”

“Naughty,” he breathed, and he paired the word with a little whistle and desperate glance away from your teasing, very longing gaze. You made quite the little show of licking your thumb and wiping carefully at the red lip stain on his face, for a moment you allowed yourself to imagine what it would be like to cover him with those all over, his neck, his chest, those big arms of his and in turn you found your cheeks spreading with warmth and wondered if you were too old to have a crush on your brother’s best friend or the town sheriff for that matter.

[munsonsprincess11111]

Your under ar- where'd he go.

Eddie munson x hopper!reader

Summary: I'm living for Eddie x hoppers daughter so... Eddie gets arrested by hopper and daniels one night and he manages to run away. But he runs to your house. Still in cuffs.

"Don't make this harder, then it needs to be, munson," Hopper said, cuffing Eddie's hands behind his back. Eddie got caught driving while smoking a joint. Now he's pressed up against his van with hopper, cuffing him and Officer daniels taking notes.

Eddie starts to think. He could try to pick the cuffs, but the hopper would notice. Then he had an amazing idea. With his hands still close together, Eddie was able to slip two of the rings off of his left hand and hold them in his right.

He peeked over his shoulder quickly to see hopper looking at daniels as they spoke. Eddie moved his hands slightly to the left and threw them as hard as he could at the side of the van. Hopper let go of eddies back as his hand flew to the gun in his pocket. Officer daniels did the same.

With them both distracted Eddie bolted. He ran as fast as he could. "OH shit munson!" Hopper shouted behind him. But Eddie didn't stop. The to cops chase after him but they eventually run out of breath and have to stop. Giving Eddie the perfect escape route.

"How is that kid so fast?" Officer daniels pants. "Not a bloody clue" Hopper says whipping the swet off his head. But it leads Hopper to think. Where could he possibly go with cuffs on.

-

Your laying in your bed listening to music quietly as you rearrange your room... again...

Els sat in the living room watching TV. She hears a knock at the door. An eager, frustrated, sounding knock. Els not allowed to answer the door. "Y/n, there's someone banging on the door." She calls out for you.

You exit your room and approach the living room door grabbing the bat by the door and checking the guns still behind the door. This could be anyone from a drunk Nancy to the government looking for el. Your taking no chances.

You open the door and raise the bat as a warning. "Christ y/n don't hit me." Eddie shouts. You lower the back seeing it only being your boyfriend. You rush him Inside confused by his antics. Then you see his hands in cuffs behind his back and him out of breath dripping with swet.

"Are you OK? Why are you in cuffs? What happend?" You panic slightly. Eddie steps to you trying to hold you but being stopped by the handcuffs... then looking annoyed and just pissed.

"Babe I'm fine. I was smoking a joint while driving home and I got pulled by your amazing father and daniels. Calm down hunny." Eddie says smiling at you. You guide him to the kitchen.

You go through the draw of keys seeing if one will fit in the key hole of the cuffs. To your luck one do and you free Eddie. He rubs his wrists and you see the red imprints the cuffs left on him. "Thanks princess" he says hugging you finally. You hug him back.

He looks down and kisses you sweetly. "What would I do without ya?" HE says keeping his face close to yours.

"Still be in handcuffs." You laugh kissing Eddie. He nods raising his brows. You stay like that in the kitchen for a moment when you hear the front door unlock, open, and get closed and locked.

You hear the drop of your dad's heavy boots. "You OK dad?" El askes frowning at him.

"I'm fine we arrested munson boy but he ran away and now I've lost another set of perfectly good cuffs to that little shit." HE complains about to el hanging his coat up. As he sits in his recliner you enter the living room smiling.

Before hopper can say anything Eddie steps in behind you swinging the cuffs on one finger. "OH these cuffs Jim?" Eddie askes grinning ear to ear. You look to your dad and see the annoyance take over. "You really ran away from me and came to my house." HE says angrily. Eddie nods still grinning.

Then your dad's eyes snap to you. "We had the key so I unlocked them." You say smiling worriedly. "OH relax babe he's just annoyed you got to see me before he did." Eddie says trying to get you out the shit for helping him.

"You know what I'm to tired for this shit. Munson you win this one but I'll get ya next time." Hopper says leaning back in his seat as el passes him a cup of tea. He smiles at her.

"Sure hop maybe I'll let you win when I get some bail money in let you feel victorious." Eddie says sitting next to you pulling you into his side. Everyone stays quiet as the show plays on the TV. You yawn and suggest bed and your dad tells Eddie he can stay the night door stays open. You enter your room and Eddie closes the door.

You change into one of Eddie's hoodies he left once and he just strips into boxers. You get into your bed and eddies hand finds your ass giving it a squeeze while smirking.

"Please stop getting in trouble with my dad I'm sick of getting the cuffs off of you." You mumble.

"NO promises." HE smirks eyes closed.

"Atleast try for me?" You ask moving closer.

"OK ill try." HE mumbles back in pretend annoyance.

"Thank you."

"I love you." He says kissing you sweetly.

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"Bitch."

"You love it."

As you both start to drift off to sleep. Your door flings open "door. Stays. Open. For gods sake." You dad shouts walking off. You throw your head on the pillow as Eddie laughs quietly.

"See babe I'm made for causing trouble to your dad. I'm breaking the rules just laying here." HE smirks kissing you smirking.

He was an absolute idiot. But you wouldn't have him any other way.

[26wh57]

Lilly Harrington



Summary - it is Christmas and the Harringtons family are spending it in Florida and they get to invite one person each Steve obviously invited his girlfriend, Ruby and Lilly got forced by Steve to invite, Alex because he didn’t want him to spend it without his sister, Ruby and stay at home at Christmas with his drunk Dad.

The Florida sun beat down on the Harrington family's rented beach house as Lilly, a whirlwind of blonde hair and blue eyes, stomped around the living room, muttering under her breath. 'Christmas in Florida? Seriously?' she griped, kicking a strategically placed palm frond.

'It's a change of pace, Lil,' Steve, her brother, said, trying to sound nonchalant as he wrestled with a tangled strand of Christmas lights. He'd invited his girlfriend, Ruby, to join them, a decision Lilly had begrudgingly accepted. Ruby was nice enough, though a little too 'perfect' for Lilly's taste.

The real problem was Alex. Steve, in a fit of overprotective brotherliness, had insisted Lilly invite Alex, her best friend, and his sister, Ruby. Alex was a force of nature, a blur of energy and impulsive decisions, and at 13, he was a walking disaster. He was currently trying to assemble a Christmas tree, resulting in a tangled mess of branches and limbs.

'He's going to break it,' Lilly muttered, her eyes narrowed at Alex.

'He's just trying to help,' Ruby said, rescuing a pine branch from Alex's clumsy grasp. She was used to Alex's antics, having grown up with him, and a kind smile graced her lips as she helped him untangle the Christmas lights.

Lilly rolled her eyes. 'He's got ADHD, Ruby, not a bad case of 'helpful.' '

Alex, completely unfazed by Lilly's barb, grinned at Ruby. 'See? Lilly's finally admitting I'm helpful!' He then proceeded to accidentally drop a bauble, causing it to shatter on the floor.

'Alex!' Lilly shrieked, her frustration boiling over. She was about to unleash a full-force, teenage tirade when Steve intervened. 'Look, Lil, you know Alex needs his sister, and Ruby needs her brother. Just let it go for one day, okay?'

Lilly, despite her inner rebellion, knew Steve was right. Alex was her best friend, even if he was a walking, talking, Christmas-decorating disaster. She sighed, grabbing a broom to clean up the shattered bauble.

'Fine,' she grumbled, 'but if he breaks anything else, I'm blaming you, Steve. You're the one who insisted on inviting them.'

The ensuing days were a whirlwind of beach trips, sunburns, and Christmas cheer, albeit a bit chaotic. Alex, in his energetic chaos, somehow managed to get his head stuck in the banister while trying to reach a high-up ornament. Ruby, ever the practical one, had to pry him free.

Despite the occasional drama, Lilly found herself enjoying the holiday with her friends. Even Alex, with his tendency to get into trouble, was a welcome addition to their Christmas adventures. As they walked along the beach, watching the sunset paint the sky in shades of orange and pink, Lilly felt a small flicker of warmth in her heart. Maybe Christmas in Florida wasn't so bad after all.

[reina-writes]

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ice cream and regret | j.h

summary: things are going great with Hopper, you basically live with him, you get on great with his kid and you love him, like actual really love and you're ready to tell him. You only hope he feels the same.

pairing: Jim Hopper x Reader (gn)

warnings: bad written handjob (at the beginning so you can skip right over it), kind a lot of angst, age difference( reader about 20 ish), fluff, swearing and hinted smut at the end

word count: 1.1k

a/n: as well i've changed a few people's ages to fit better in the story. can i say how happy i was to get his request 😍 Hopper is my favourite from strange things so i hope i did him well in this. and thank you being so kind 😭 love you too

edited but might have missed something

MAIN MASTERLIST | REQUEST OPEN

The soft morning light was shining through the shitty curtains in Hopper’s bedroom, calling it a bedroom was a stretch it was a corner of the cabin section off by another curtain. The not bedroom bedroom wasn’t what you care about.

You cared about the chief of police in bed next to you, Jim Hopper. You still got a rush when you thought about him, even his name sent you crazy.

A grumble sounded by your side, Hopper turned over facing you, hiding his face from the sun. “Damn curtains” he groaned.

You laughed. “I’ve been telling you for weeks to buy new ones” you smile.

He mumbled something you couldn’t make out.

“You got something to say” you poked him in his side.

He grumbled again. Then jumped on you. You cried out in surprise, as he rubbed his face into your neck. Kissing your neck and collar bone. You squirmed under him laughing as his beard tickled you. He finally took his attention away from your neck and launched onto your lips.

You opened his mouth against his advancing the kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck grinding against him. Your hand wandered down to the waistband of his underwear, he kissed you more hungrily biting your bottom lip making your hiss. You wrapped your hand around his hardening cock. At first contact he gasped against your lips.

Slowly you moved your hand up and down building speed. Taking your time teasing him, smiling the whole time. “Why you gotta do this to be darlin’” he rasped, growing breathless. It gave you a power rush to get this big strong man weak.

You kissed his softly still keeping the same pace, “I like seeing you worked up honey”.

He made a deep sound in the back of his throat when you picked up the speed. In your hand you felt his cock twitches. The faster you went the deep the sound went. His face was pressed against your neck mumbling dirty words building himself up.

After he came you pulled your hand from his boxers and licked your fingers clean. You barely had time to pull your hand away before he kissed you hard and messy.

“You can’t just look me in the eye and do that” he sighed face pressed against yours.

You played with his chest hair, “thought you liked it” you asked faking confusion.

He growled, attacking your neck and chest moving a hand down your body. You threw your head back biting your bottom lip. Outside the curtain your heard El’s door open and shut.

“ahhh” you stopped him. “The kid’s up”.

He kissed you one last time, “to be continued”.

-x-

When El’s was feed and happy in front of the tv, you started the washing up. Hopper wrapped his arms around your middle, pressing himself against you. “You need a shower” you laughed nudging him away. He kissed your neck.

“Join me?” he asked pulling at your top.

“Gross” El remarked from the sofa.

You chuckled nodding, “I again gross”.

Hopper spun your around laughing with you. You wrapped your arms around his neck. Looking at him you felt happier than you had before. “You’re an idiot…but I love you”.

The room went silent, Hopper was just staring at you open mouthed. You struggled to say anything staring back. “I need to go…I said I’d cover Steve’s shift” you pulled away hurrying to grab your bag then leaving.

-x-

You hadn’t lifted your head for 5 minutes, softly mumbling to yourself.

Robin totally unprepared for this patted your head, trying to comfort you.

“I’m such an idiot” you cried.

“I wouldn’t say that” Robin said patting your head some more.

You sat up with a start, “I am! I looked him in the eyes and told him I loved him!”. You ate a mouth full of ice cream, “I mean what did I expect would happen? He has a kid and he’s so much older than me! why did I think he would want something serious”.

She looked unsure what to say.

“I love him Robin like I could go crazy with loving him” you whispered close to tears.

She pulled out a spoon to eat some ice cream, “Been there and it sucks”.

“Yep” you smiled sadly, “it does”.

-x-

Having to sleep in your own bed was terrible, it was uncomfortable and most of all lonely. You had gotten so use to waking or falling asleep next to Jim now it was impossible to sleep alone. It was over, it was over you lay there repeating and repeating it, hoping it would set in.

The phone had been ringing no stop all day, caller ID told you in was Hopper. Instead of answering you sat there watching it ring going through all the things you or he could say.

You sat up with a start hearing someone knock on your door, heart racing you waited for it to stopped. Just your luck someone was trying to break in and kill you when you weren’t talking to the chief of police.

After a few minutes the knocking stops relaxing you lay down back in bed, then the knocking started at your window.

Pulling a basketball bat from under your bed and went outside being as quiet as you could.

“I’ve called the police” you lied, “So you better not try anything funny”.

Hopper stepped out the shadows holding his hands up. “I know you’re better liar than that”.

You put down the bat, “Jesus Hopper” you huffed. “You trying to give me a heart attack”.

“I wanted to talk to you” He stepped forward reaching out.

You spun around, “There’s nothing to talk about”.

“Come on Darlin’” he stopped you putting his hand on your shoulder.

You breathed, “I told I loved you and you said nothing. What else is there to say”.

“Darlin’” he started.

“No” you held up your hand, “You don’t get to call me that when you stood there and said nothing. It’s over, I won’t stay with someone who doesn’t love me back”.

“Would you let me talk” he spoke louder than you.

Setting your jaw you nodded.

“I didn’t say anything this morning cause I was scared, okay!” he moved his hand from your shoulder to your cheek. “After losing my wife and kid, I thought that was it for me, I wouldn’t get a second chance”.

You looked at him not knowing what to say this time.

“Then you came along with your charm and cockiness. And you stole my heart”.

You opened your mouth but he cut you off.

“You know how many morning I’ve laid next to you trying to find the words for how I feel?” he yelled slightly.

“So you’re saying…”.

“I’m saying I love you”.

You kissed him messy and fast, taking him by surprise. “Are going to come in?” you asked in between kisses.

He pick you up with a huff, “did say to be continued, didn’t I?”.

[velvetcloxds]

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

OUR GIRL | J.H.

word count: 1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Liar."

[velvetcloxds]

ooh I would love to read some dbf!Hopper right now!! Maybe doing something mundane like taking a nap together or just spending a lazy weekend at his cabin <333

CLOSER | J.H.

word count: 0.5k

warnings: screwed around and wrote a little blurb sorry, age gap, lovey dovey dbf jim my beloved- also I'm sorry this gif???

"Hop," you were giggling into his chest, suffocated in the best possible way as his arms snaked tightly around you, a leg draped over your own to lock you in and truthfully you were lucky he opted for a shirt before jumping right into bed with you after his night shift. "Baby, I need to breathe," he didn't care for that, simply humming before tightening his hold, managing a tender kiss to the top of your head as he released the sweetest sigh of contentment.

"You're not close enough," he admitted and you gave in, struggling was clearly futile so you twisted your head, griping onto his bicep, the hand drifting to your bum had a mind of its, squeezing lightly before pushing you even further into him.

"That better?" you knew it wasn't, you hadn't had much chance to assess his mood before you were tackled but it was clear he had a hard day and your surprise visit that turned into a surprise sleepover seemed the best medicine.

"No."

"I don't think I can get much closer than this," you would try if you could, but what you could do was force a hand up his neck, settling in the hair behind his ear, earning a little sigh that made you melt and you simply had to kiss his chest, three times, just to be sure. "My baby."

"That's my line," he budged just a little, only to be able to slide down and place his forehead against yours, eyes taking their sweet time taking you in. "I love you," it was whispered, more like an exhale than a statement and you weren't surprised when he brought a thumb to trace over your bottom lip, the kiss to his fingertip was even less of a surprise, a natural reaction. "Do you need to do anything today?"

"No," you did, you had a whole list of things actually but not a single one of them was nearly as important as the little grin that bit at his plump lips from such a simple answer. "Was hoping for a little lazy day, does that sound good?"

"So good, baby," he stole a kiss, another, a third just for safety and you couldn't fight a smile. "So damn good."

[munsonsprincess11111]

Just confused.

Eddie munson x hopper!reader

Summary: you and Eddie have an argument around your house and you say something that pauses everything.

You ans Eddie were arguing over something stupid. It started because he didn't call to tell you he was going home after hellfire and you thought something had happend to him. Eddie said you need to calm down. And it blew up from there.

You were in your room arguing. Hopper was sat in his recliner watching TV with el laying on the couch. Their eyes glued to the screen until your bedroom door opened. "Your so overdramatic Jesus christ." Eddie said as he walked out your bedroom.

"OH I'm dramatic says the person who was fucking speeding and got caught two weeks ago cause he was gonna be late to the hideout!" You shouted following after him.

"SO what that's none of your business how fast or slow i go without you in the van." HE argued back. Hopper looked at el and she looked at him. This was the first argument you two have ever had. You'd been dating 2 years. However you tended to worry about Eddie when he didn't call and he didn't understand how much you'd worry.

"You know sometimes it feels like your only with me to piss of My fucking dad!" You shout at Eddie who is by the front door. But he freezes in his tracks. So do hopper and el as they stare at you. Eddie puts his shoes down and shrugs his jacket back off. Looking at you heartbroken. The only nose to be heard was the TV.

"You think... y/n what." HE says just above a whisper. Your stood looking slightly stunned stuttering over your words bottom lip wobbling. "Baby you don't actually think that right?" Eddie askes taking one step towards you.

"I-I don't know." You say looking at the floor. Hopper shifts in his seat in position to stand up if needed el turns the TV off. "Babe." Eddie says quietly.

"Whenever your coming over and you know my dad's here you always come straight here. When your not sure you go elsewhere and don't call then I'm sitting worrying if somethings happend to you. Then you make smug comments to him n stuff and sometimes it feels like that." You say as a tear runs down your cheek. Hopper glances at Eddie curious what he's going to say.

"Baby. I would never ever do that to you. I know I'm a dickhead but no. I love you. Your my girl babe. I am so fucking sorry. I promise you. Swear on my own life, that I'm not dating you to annoy your dad. That's just an added bonus. I love you for you. I like your clumsiness, your random energy outbursts at stupid o'clock in the morning. Late night walks and drives. Your smiles, your eyes, the way your hair goes in the mornings, the list goes on. Don't ever think I'm dating you to annoy your dad. I'm sorry I keep not calling. I went home and showered and then came here. I'll call you next time so you know I'm safe." Eddie says as he approaches you closer taking your hand in his.

You don't know what to say so you nod. "I love you too. 'M sorry for freaking out and causing an argument and for what I said." You say tears running down your face as you squeeze Eddie's hand.

"Come here sweetheart." Eddie says pulling you into a hug which you willingly except arms going around his middle as he sways with you. After a few moments you look up at Eddie and ducks down and kisses you lightly.

"Ewwww." El says from the couch. You pull away from Eddie and huff a laugh. "You two done screaming at eachother?" Hopper askes as you both nod. "Good, come sit down and watch a movie with me and el let's have some chill out time." Hopper suggests. You both agree. El scoots onto on couch cushion instead of all three.

Eddie sits on the one furthest from el and pulls you onto his lap. You rest your head on Eddie and legs on the empty cushion as the movie Hopper just put in starts.

-

Thr movie finished and you got into comfier clothes and climbed into your he'd with Eddie's he held your close kissing you. "M sorry I didn't call I promise I will next time." HE mumbles.

"I'm sorry I overreacted when you called me dramatic." You whisper back.

"I'm not with you to annoy your dad I love you and only you. Annoying your dad's the fun bonus. Never ever think that again. I'm yours." HE mumbles kissing you again.

"I know." You kiss back.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"You really gonna start that battle with your half asleep girlfriend munson?"

"If it means we can lay here forever then yes."

-

[munsonsprincess11111]

Just 5 minutes.

Eddie munson x hopper!reader

Summary: you and Eddie have a date night snd go back to your place. But hopper comes home with a date. So you and Eddie decide to go to thr trailer. Wayne also has a girl there.

You fall over the arm of the sofa as Eddie kisses you walking you backwards. Reaching a hand out Eddie takes it as he crawls up the couch till he's at your lips kissing you again. Your legs open om instinct as Eddie makes himself comfortable between your legs. Hands wherever he could reach, lips on yours and grinding eagerly into you.

He stops grinding his hips slidding a hand up your shirt finding tour bra covered boob and groping it over your bra. His lips move to your neck kissing, sucking and biting wherever his lips could reach. Your hands find there way to his mane of curls securing him on your neck as your legs wrap around the boys slender waist.

The click of the front door is heard by you. "Shit!" You exclaim. Eddie stopping and looming at you thinking he did something wrong. Then he hears talking and shoes dropping by thr front door. "Fuck!" HE whisper shouts throwing himself off of you hitting thr floor with a thump. "Ow!" HE says as his back hits the floor.

You look over the edge of the couch eyes wide as you look at Eddie. He shoots you a weak pained smile. "Why's munson on thr floor?" Hopper askes standing at the enterance to the living room making you jump.

"HE fell." You say eyed still glued on Eddie. Eddie sits up with a pained groan smiling at you. You both look over to hopper and see him stood with a lady... "who's she?" Eddie askes speaking without thinking earning a elbow to the shoulder followed by your hand rubbing it in an apologetic manner

"OH this is jenny. Jenny this is my daughter y/n and her friend-" "boyfriend." Eddie chimes in finally standing up then resting his chin on your head as you both look at hopper.

"Right boyfriend Eddie. My other daughter Jane is at her friend maxes." HE explains rolling his eyes calling Eddie your boyfriend.

"Lovely to meet you." She says with a kind smile.

"Lovely to meet you too I thought you was out tonight?" You ask hopper finally.

"Yes well I said we could come back here." HE says dropping jenny hand crossing his arms. Eddie groans standing up straight and picking up his jacket from the floor putting a hand out to you. "And your going?" You ask him.

"Common Wayne should be at work we can go to the trailer." HE says waving his hand to you.

"Dad can I stay at Eddie tonight?" You ask looking between him and jenny then at Eddie.

"Yeah that's a good idea." HE answers nodding his head. He then takes jenny to his room. Eddie grabs your hand and takes you to the van.

The drive to the trailer is filthy. Eddie telling you the dirty stuff he's gonna do to you when he gets you there. He parks the van like a lunatic jumping out and running sound to your side to open the door like then gentle man he is practically dragging you up the steps taking no notice of the already unlocked door.

He spins you and pins you to the wall kissing you passionately and sloppily. He taps your hip for you to lift your legs so you do wrapping yourself around him. But before he can carry you to his bedroom-

"Eddie that you boy?" Wayne. Eddie jumps nearly dropping you to which you squeel bit he quickly holds you tight again. You slid your legs off his waist as he locks eyes with his uncle.

"Why are you here?" HE askes his uncle frowning. Then a lady eddies never seen before stands next to Wayne smiling at Eddie.

"OH um I went on a bit of a date and invited her back here as you said you was out. This is Janet." Wayne explains. Janet gives Eddie a small smile. Eddie's eyes go to you still frowning then dropping his head to your shoulder with a huff.

You and Eddie both step into the kitchen bit that is attached to the living room to properly say hello.

"Janet this Is Eddie and his girlfriend y/n." HE says with a smile.

"Your uncles said great things about you Eddie nice to meet you both." She ways with a wave and a smile.

"Nice to meet you too." You smile back looking at Eddie who looks pissed.

"What's wrong boy?" Wayne askes breaking the ice. You look up at him so does Janet.

"5 minutes I wanted just 5 minutes n everywhere we go there's adults on dates. So we gotta leave what a guy gotta do to gwt 5 fucking minutes. Wayne you had work. N before u say go to y/ns we can't cause hoppers there doing exactly what u two were gonna do. 5 minutes where can I get five minutes please someone tell me." Eddie says really annoyed. He looks like steam should be coming out of his ears.

"Well you could always get your own place being 18 and all..." Wayne says crossing his arms. Eddie looks at his uncle like he just told him he's disowning him. "Thanks Wayne. Common babe." HE says walking off.

"Where are we going?" You ask skeptically before moving. "Were going to thr van n then to lovers lake." Eddie says jolting your hand. You nod and follow him.

He opens the passenger door and you jump in Eddie walking around to the drivers side before driving off. The drive is quiet. "I love you." You mumble reaching across for Eddie's hand that's in his hair. He glances over at you taking your hand and letting a sigh relaxing into thr drivers seat.

"I love you too." HE says bringing your hand to his lips kissing It. You arrive at lovers lake and kiss Eddie before you both climb into the back onto the bed. You lay down opening your arms for Eddie. He lays in your arms and the stress runs off of him. "Can't believe he said that to me." Eddie mumbles.

"It'll be fine he don't mean it babe." You say kissing his head. You both just lay silently for a bit as you run your fingers through his hair. Then you feel Eddie move so his crotch is over your knee and his legs are either side of yours. He kisses you before he lazily starts grinding into your leg. You don't notice at first. Until you do.

"Seriously Ed." You breath a laugh. "What I've been horny since we finished dinner. Need you baby." HE says rolling over so he's between your legs like he was earlier this evening. "Unless ofcourse you don't wanna." HE mumbles kissing your neck.

"Mmm no I wanna." You moan hands to his hair legs around his waist. His hands slide from your waist to the end of your dress hiking it up and pulling your panties down. Your own go to his belt unbuckling it, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans as he shimmes them dien his waist with his boxers.

He lines himself up with you kissing you as he pushes in. As he bottoms you out he gives you a moment to adjust. You nod and he starts pulling himself in and out of you slowly. "More" You beg legs going back around his slender waist. His pace picks up and he kisses you softly. Propping himself on one arm sliding the other down to find your clit.

Your head goes back hand hands tug his hair tighter. He kisses you deeper nipping your bottom lip. You feel it happening before you van say anything. You cum throwing your head back moaning Eddie's name. He fucks you through it cumming as you squeeze him one last time.

He collapses on top of you panting kissing you sweetly. He pulls put after a while cleaning you up with his bandana throwing it to thr floor. You remove your dress and bra pulling your panties back up. Eddie removes his shirt handing it to you to sleep in. He's more then happy to sleep in nothing but boxers.

Eddie climbs to the front of the van turning the heater on. He will worry about the gas in thr morning he thinks. Turning bavk to the bed seeing his shirt still on thr bed nd you tucked under the covers opening them for him. Crawling up the bed he collapses next to you pulling you flush to his chest. On hand on your waist as his other gets wedged under his pillow. Your arms wrap around him holding him close.

"This is nice. Why didn't we just do this in the first place?" HE askes with a laugh.

"Mmm not sure but we will from now on." You mumble kissing him.

"Yeah... I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"Why do you do this every night."

"Cause u gotta know I love you wayyyy more."

"OK mister 'I love you more' hug me n go to sleep."

"That I can do."

With that you both fall to sleep naked other then your underwear in the bed in Eddie's van holding eachother as close as possible.

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Oh the joys

Eddie munson x hopper!reader

Summary: you and Eddie have been dating a while. Does your dad approve. Not exactly. But you and Eddie decided to have a date night. You go to Eddie's trailer and Wayne's there with his lady friend. So for there privacy (and eddies sanity) you decide to go back to your place...

"I'm begging you shut up about it." You say to eddie as you walk up the three steps in front of your house. He hasn't stopped talking about how disturbed he is about knowing his uncle is with someone.

"OK, OK, tonight is about us common open the door." HE says kissing your cheek. You unlock the door and you notice two pairs of shoes. Your dads and some random lady shoes.

Definitely not you or els. You shrug it off thinking maybe el got new shoes and walk into the living room. You stop dead in your tracks. Clothes thrown everywhere, and on the couch you get a glimpse of your topless dad. "Fucking he'll dad!" You shout. He immediately jumps and tries to cover himself. Your already spun around head hiding in Eddie's chest.

You feel Eddie's face in your shoulder and he's... laughing.

"I didn't think you was coming home!" Hopper yelled blanket now over the random woman and one covering his area.

"We had a change of heart" Eddie laughed. You slapped his chest still using it as your shield from your dad. "There covered babe." Eddie says. You take a step bavk from Eddie smd turn to your dad.

"The living room really." You say crossing your arms. The poor women looks so embarrassed. "It's my house. I'll do what I want." HE says. "You two were meant to be gone."

Eddie answers this time "Yeah well Wayne had his lady friend over so I thought I'd be kind and give the privacy and your daughter said we could come here." Eddie raises a brow smirking crossing his arms.

It's a stare down for a minute before Eddie speaks. "Kinda funny how everyone seems to be having sex tonight except the two people who went onna date to gwt to that bit." Eddie laughed. You hit his shoulder and he laughed more hopper shaking his head.

"Who even is she?" You ask.

"Her name is liz and I expect you to respect her."

"Even though the first time you met her your dad was doing her-" Eddie says cockily getting cut off by your dad lobbing a pillow at him from the couch hitting him in the face.

"Munson you help yourself in no way what so ever your meant to make a good impression on your girlfriends dad you know." Hopper says trying to steer the conversation another way.

"First, we met on bad terms 4 years ago, hen had to remeet 2 years ago when you found out I'm dating your gorgeous daughter, now you just like to torture me. Second don't try turn this around on me your the one caught with your pants down. Not me." Eddie laughs at the last bit as you glare at him.

"I'm so done I'm going to bed." You say walking past the couch yo your bedroom slamming the door before Eddie can walk in.

"OH common why are you mad at me?!" Eddie shouts from the other side of the door. You walk over to the door and reopen it taking Eddie's hand "Sorry" you mumble pulling him into your room reslamming your door.

"SO that's your daughter?" Liz asked hopper.

"Yup. I'm sure she will be better in the morning."

In your room you strip of your clothes. Eddie taking off his tee-shirt the jeans. As he turn around to your bed he sees you laying in your bed wearing the tee shirt he just took off. He crawls up the bed kissing up your body sweetly. Nipping your neck. Then kissing your lips.

"Eddie." You say whispering. He pulls back and nods. "Don't hate me." You say fiddling with his guitar pick necklace. "Could never." HE mumbles.

"I'm not in the mood anymore... I'm sorry..." You say letting out an unsteady breath.

"Babe. I would never be mad or hate you for that OK? Its fine. We can Cudde and go sleep mk?" HE asks kissing your neck. You nod. Eddie lays next to you pulling you into his side. You rest your head on his chest.

"I love you." You mumble in your sleep traumatised state.

"I love you more." HE says kissing your head.

-

The next morning you and Eddie wake up around 9 am. Do you bother getting out of bed? No. You lay together whispering about silly things and stealing occasionally kisses.

"We should so go see black sabbath live together one day. That'd be metal as fuck." Eddie whispers.

"We will put it in the bucket list." You answer kissing his nose causing his face to scrunch up. "Wanna go out for breakfast? Heard bennys doing this new pancake breakfast thing." You ask quietly.

"Yeah course what time does he stop breakfast?" Eddie asked stroking your hair.

"Breakfast, he stops around 12, but the pancakes he does all day until closing cause they can be a dessert or a meal too, and so can other things on the breakfast menu." You mumble playing with Eddie's necklace.

"Cool more cuddle time." Eddie says kissing you sweetly. You glance at the clock as it now reads 10:12 am. God you could lay in bed and ramble with Eddie forever. "After breakfast we can go to the lake. Weathers supposed to be nice. Bring your bathing suit n we'll go swimmin'" Eddie suggests. You nod kissing him.

Then there is the all dreaded knock on your bedroom door. "Yeah?" Eddie calls out. You frown at him and he shrugs. "Can you both come out here please?" You dad calls through the door. "Ofcourse." You answer. You stand up slipping on your pyjamas shorts. Eddie nit bothering to put anything over his boxers as his only option was jeans and there his blue pladded boxers that look like shorts.

You both walk into the kitchen where hopper and liz stand starring at the two of you like your the ones who was caught. "Yes?" You ask stopping at the table with Eddie stood behind you.

"Last night was completely inappropriate and wrong. So we would like to apologise for what you two saw." Hopper says seriously to you and half asleep Eddie.

"That it?" You ask folding your arms. Hopper glances at liz before he nods. "Kay" You say going to walk away. But your stopped by Eddie grabbing your arm. "I think we're gonna need more then that hop." Eddie said pulling you back to him.

"Like what." HE askes frowning at Eddie.

"Well let's flip the situation. You walk in on y/n on top of me in the same situation as you and your friend here. What would you do?" Eddie askes.

"I'd kick you out. Probably throw stuff snd ground y/n." HE says frowning at Eddie.

"SO y/n can kick liz out and throw stuff?" Eddie askes suggestively. Hopper frowns and tries to speak but Is cut off by you.

"I want the house to myself for an evening. No you. No el. No one." You say

"What no." Hopper answers bluntly.

"I deserve it I'm the traumatised one." You say leaning on Eddie's chest his arms instinctively going around you.

"Fine when?" HE askes frowning gritting his teeth.

"Tonight."

"Where the fuck am I meant to go?"

"Lizzes." You say. Everyone goes silent until hopper nods. You smirk and walk off to your bedroom dragging Eddie behind you.

"Where are you going?" Hop askes.

You stop "to get dress go have breakfast with Eddie then to Eddie strainer so he can pack a bag to sleepover tonight." You say then continuing walking.

"Wait I never said Eddie could stay." HE shouts.

"To bad." You say giving him the middle finger slamming your door. You turn around to Eddie smirking "what?" You ask half curious half pissy.

"Your so fucking hot." HE says stepping forward kissing you.

"I HEARD THAT!" Hopper shouts.

"You was meant to!" Eddie shouts back kissing you again.

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PATHETIC | J.H.

pairing: dilf!jim hopper x fem!reader

word count: 2k

warning: age gap (reader is 21), parental emotional abuse, narcissistic father, so much talk about emotional abuse, emotional trauma, angst

summary: you were a hollow figure willed by the strings of his abuse to dance to his horrid song but in jim you found solace, found home, and how desperately you wished you could stay

You were glued to the sidewalk, eyes dazed yet focused on every move, every sudden gesture as you looked through the open curtain of your kitchen- the sight was familiar, the sense of bitter anger flooding your body just the same- but something felt different. Watching him go off on her, watching her flinch at the very gestures and movements you were so desperately monitoring, it was like a scene so unfathomably committed to memory but it was worse than ever, it stung more than you thought possible, it suffocated you to the point of wishing the air would just leave you all together- because you didn’t see it coming, you let your guard down, allowed yourself to trust him despite every nerve in your body begging you not to and it led you right where it always did, that bloody sidewalk.

You cleared your throat, shoving your keys back into the pocket of the jacket you’d very short-sightedly stolen before sneaking out of Jim’s place and with once last glance you turned to walk away. The walk to the station was longer than you remembered it to be, each step leaving you with about a hundred more until you stumbled through the doors, smiling softly at Florence as you walked past her to his office, you didn’t have to wait, no one would ask you to, but Jim wouldn’t allow it either. He was on the phone when you slipped into his office, taking a moment while closing the door to rid yourself of any lasting emotion from what you’d seen, from what you were going to tell him, but even still, you knew it would make no difference- he could read you like a book, he knew which pages you tended to turn back to.

“Didn’t expect to see you tonight,” he hummed, words met with a soft rustle as he placed the phone back onto the table, trying to tidy up the desk a little, something he’d have done before you came if he knew. His face fell once you turned around to see him, one hand still on the handle as you leaned back against the door. “Oh, baby,” he sighed, seeing you wearing what you’d warn last night, a tiredness he hadn’t seen in months consuming your features, your body, like a poison filtering through your blood, killing you slowly right before his eyes. “Want me to send someone?” he asked, standing up even before a reply to come towards you, still giving you a moment to give him the word. It was a small nod that set him off, one arm gently guiding you from the door, not daring to let you go, let his touch wander from your body as he held onto your waist, thumb moving instinctively

“It’s bad, Jim,” you nearly whispered, a soft command to have them hurry, have them stop him. You didn’t think he noticed the soft cooing sound he offered in reply, hand slipping into yours when you shifted your body to the wall, watching him call for someone, hearing them agree to his stern yet respectful demands.

You didn't register much more, slipping into thought to begin looking for the pieces, for the signs. Foolish, you thought, naïve- how'd you miss them? You always missed them. Jim's fingers were grounding you, fighting to keep you here but it was senseless- so were the officers going to your house, he'd be gone by the time they got there, the real him, the monster. He had a moment, he'd say, she just made him so angry, he was tired, he works the hardest, you know, doesn't get to feel things. Feel what? What feelings could he have other than hate? Hate for her, for you, for everyone but himself it seemed because he was never the monster in his eyes, everyone else was.

Were you wrong? Bitter perhaps. The truly mad one, making it up, conjuring lies. Emotional abuse they call it- madness, would you. What a coward, all that power over the lot of you and he couldn’t even land a punch. Bad thought. Horrible. Absolutely shameful, to want for such a morbid fate. Don't think it again. Don't. It’s not something you ought to think about ever, ponder, not something you should ever allow yourself to feel but what if you did? Would it be so terrible to admit that at least it would be real then? And there it was, you let it simmer too long, it was starting to sound logical because you can't doubt the existence of a bruise, at least the pain would have cause, grounds, it would be over and done with- he hit you, fair enough. He shouted? Got upset? Played with your mind? Destroyed you? Took every thought and idea and word that left your mouth and convinced you that you were losing your senses, mad with hatred despite everything he’s done? Words, just words, nothing but consonants and vowels and bullshit spewed into poetic manipulation. Pathetic.

What a carousel to be stuck on. Turning. Always turning, so they say you can't get off but for heaven’s sake when did you get on? Six years old staring blankly at the wooden door at the end of the hall, lights are off but you're sitting across the blue bathroom holding onto something- a stuffed animal perhaps. No, there wasn't enough money for those, the dog maybe? Yes, the dog- he doesn't like them shouting either. Not them, just him, always just him. It was always turning, she got on, brought you with, and now you're stuck too. But she had a chance, so many, at any point she could get off, but she stayed- familiar with the pain, calls it by name, looks it in the face- she stays and so do you because how could you leave her in the cycle that she brought you into? Her choice took away yours. So, it’s always been turning, naïve as you were you forgot the bad days, looking forward to the good days because he loved you then- couldn’t hurt you then. It was an act then too, now it seems so clear, so obvious, he couldn’t truly fathom the concept of love not even for his daughter, not even as a child- silly girl, stupid little thing hoping for something he couldn’t offer you. Pathetic.

There's good in there, she'd say, remember the good. You tried, more than you should've, you tried but the good months became scarcer, bad months became scarier. You couldn't trust him, couldn't find good in the pain, the disappointment- he'd destroy you and pick a piece from the wreckage to save for later, so you marked off the crime scene- no one in, no one out. It was your pain and you'd drown in it, but he couldn't make it more if you didn't let him but what a fool you were- every now and then his case would become stronger, act become better and you thought you were immune, thought the virus couldn't sicken you but you'd always end up right there, at the pavement, in the hallway across the blue bathroom, in this office. You let him make it more. Pathetic.

How could words, critical thoughts run through and analyzed, how could any of it ever begin to explain how much it hurt without hurting at all? You wanted a father, someone to love you, protect you, and no matter how much the reality presented itself something in you kept holding on. Maybe the other shoe wouldn’t drop, maybe the act would stick, maybe he really was learning to love you, care for you because no matter how much you knew it wasn’t real it damn sure felt real. He felt real. But he wasn’t, never was, doesn’t matter how old you got or how much you worked through what they labeled as trauma, he was still the monster, and he would always be the monster. You just wished your heart would stop letting you believe otherwise. Because it would always be one step forward and three steps back, you’d always be treading on eggshells, on edge, waiting for him to snap and it was unfathomable, how you could try so hard to be everything he demanded of you and still it would never, not even slightly, not even a close, be enough for him to change. The carousel never stops turning, you can’t get off, but you can hold on a little tighter, fight a little harder, you’d always suffer but you’d survive a little longer. Pathetic.

"Sweetheart," home, for all it stemmed from that voice was home, more than that house could ever be. "Come back to me," Jim begged, you complied, pushing the pain back into its hole but your body still ached.

"Sorry," you spoke too soon, habit more than feeling, you didn't want to upset him too, you'd let her out too long- the real you, the wounded you, broken girl too weak to be okay, too strong to let it kill her no matter how much easier it would be, instead you always ran. But the arms you ran to were so warm, so safe, so suffocating that it almost willed your body to let go of the hurt you've allowed your veins to feed life to. Almost, never truly because you feared it would always be apart of you, hidden in the crevasses of your mind, shadowed in your actions, your movements, you were a hollow figure willed by the strings of his abuse to dance to his horrid song until his grave welcomed him home.

"Shh," it was gentle, the little coo, the soft objection, he didn't want you to apologize for something you couldn't control. You leaned into him, his arm first, quick kiss to his bicep, one more to his shoulder and then you breathed him in. Oh, heaven. Home.

"Jim," you breathed, you couldn't love him more if you tried, couldn't need him more even if you didn't want to. Another coo, deeper, like breathing, and then he kissed the top of your head. He was reeling you in and you melted, trying to be consumed by him as he moved you into his embrace, hands enclosing around your head, forcing your eyes to meet his.

"You here?" he double-checked, needed you to know it was real, you weren't overreacting, mind wasn't playing tricks on you- he was real, the monster and so was your saviour, your Jim. "Baby?" you nodded, swallowed too loudly, gripped his wrists too tightly- just had to be sure.

"I'm here," you whispered, brittle sound if you'd ever heard it, one to be embarrassed of but you couldn't bother, you breathed him in again, intoxicated, so easily you let his love rob you of your fear, at least for a delicate, fleeting moment. Fingers snuck underneath his arms, took hold of his shoulders, strong, so strong for you even if it was breaking him to watch you like this, burdened by your pain as if he didn't have enough of his own. In and out, body against yours and you feel him completely, this couldn't be a figment of your imagination, not even the greatest of minds could create such a man. He was real, your mind was broken, ruined, weighted heavily with lies and scripts and shadowed memories but Jim Hopper was real, and he was good, and he allowed you to take him down with you into the darkness where you dwelled. "I'm here," you repeated, and he sighed contently, kiss on your nose, fingers brushing hair away, he wanted to see you, you let him.

"Stay," he demanded lightly, he could see your eyes begging you to slip back, slip away to all you'd tried so hard to leave behind.

"I'll try," you promised- lied. Pathetic.

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BABY, I KNOW PLACES

pairing: jim hopper x college!fem!reader

word count: 0.9k

warnings: age gap (reader in twenties), one little suggestive comment at the end

summary: you and hopper agreed not to act on your feelings for each other, but there was no way he was going to let you go on a date with some college kid when he was right there

a/n: part of my taylor swift song fic series <33

You were trying hard to focus, harder than you should need to while being sat across the man the whole campus was after, but you could not quite keep your attention from drifting to the real object of your affection, Jim Hopper. You'd convinced yourself that your little crush would fade if you tried to see someone else, tried to keep some distance between the two of you, but you couldn't have been more wrong.

Of course, it didn’t help knowing he returned whatever feelings you had for him, made it much, much worse, because how were you supposed to force yourself to stay away from him when he was intent on doing the opposite, intent on making your task all but impossible? Which was exactly what he was doing right now, sat there staring at you like it wasn’t painfully obvious, like it wouldn’t leave the whole town whispering in the days to come- which it was, and it most definitely would. That was why you decided to go over there, scorn him for his behaviour, demand he go home- at least, that’s what you told yourself

"Would you excuse me for a second?" you breathed politely, interrupting whatever thoughtless rant Brad was in the middle of, his shock clear yet he rid his face of it instantly, probably grateful for a moment to savour his brilliance without being interrupted by your opinion.

You didn't give the man much more of an excuse before standing up, walking over to the other side of the diner where Jim was very obviously still watching your whole date take place, lucky to be staring at the back of the man's head, less he would've been caught out already- he was smug, of course he was, ever grateful to see you walking towards him in the middle of a date with someone else.

"What are doing here?" you sighed as you stilled in front of him, stealing one last look behind you before sitting down across from him, plopping your clutch onto the table with a little pout.

"Having a nice dinner and a show," he mused nonchalantly, making no attempt to hide his smirk as he took in the sight of you, not quite happy that you were dressed like that for another man, but very grateful for getting the opportunity to appreciate the view.

He knew he was being unfair, as much as he talked himself into this and as much as he convinced himself this was what you wanted as well, he knew it was unfair to ambush you like this- but he could not be blamed, the thought of you wasting your time with someone who was nowhere near good enough for you, it was maddening. He was under no impression that he was at all more deserving of the position, but hell he was not going to pass up the chance to try to be.

"Jim, we agreed," you reminded him, rolling your eyes as he adjusted his position, throwing his foot up onto the chair beside him, no doubt furthering his torture for the sake of his case, which was, as he’d have it, completely making you lose your mind. "You're distracting me."

"I am?" he shrugged, hand supporting his chin as he leaned forward onto the table. "Pretty boy will be heartbroken to hear that you're immune to his charm."

"He'd actually have to pay attention to me to notice," you scoffed, Jim looking past you to see your date fixing his hair while looking into his spoon, not at all concerned with your absence and that was proof enough that him showing up here wasn’t a mistake. He’d half hoped you’d stay a little longer, take the out and give him a right piece of your mind as he knew you could, but you couldn’t do that, not even if your date was acting the way he was. "Listen,” you sighed, hesitantly picking up your clutch from the table, not at all wanting to leave when Jim was literally right there, perfectly in reach, but one of you had to be strong or at least try to be. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow, but I should get back to him."

"You don't have to," he suggested without missing a beat, shamelessly reaching over the table for your hand, finger moving unnervingly slowly as he brushed over your palm, remaining devilishly charming while allowing that soft side, that addicting gentleman side to slip through. "You could ditch the kid and come home with me, though, I must confess, talking is not on the cards for tonight- not with you dressed like that," he shrugged when your eyes flew up to meet his.

"That's very forward of you, sheriff,” you breathed, melting into his touch when it became clear to the both of you that you had no intentions of going back to your table.

"I'm a man who knows what he wants, sweetheart."

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