#steve and nancy should just stay away from each other at all times i cant

[toireht]

Okay here are my thoughts on volume 2 and season 4 as a whole:

-Will being pushed to the back was so unnecessary. Him and El are kinda the main characters of this show and there was a lot of El which was rlly nice but Will really wasnt there this season and why? Like i genuinely dont understand why. I missed him hes my favorite character

^ And mike and johnathan too?? like usually mike is so important hes like comes up plans and shit and he just wasnt?? there?? and i kinda feel like mikes character was nuked this season. His (and Wills) whole plotline this season was around his relationship with El... come on I want to see little micheal wheeler fight monsters with his friends. and ive also seen a lot of people reminding us how caring he was in season 1 and 2 and yeah. he rlly was and i miss that i dont believe that puberty hit and now mike only cares abt el like his character doesnt make sense anymore and i dont know why

- I honestly lowkey hated the cali plot and i rlly feel like the show would have been a lot better if the byers never moved. like they had to relocate bc of El and Joyce wanted a fresh start or something i dont remember but they very easily could have just not wrote that in. I just think that a lot of problems ppl are having with this season could have been avoid if the byers never moved.

-Aryle... hes definitely great. But i just...you know hes a fun character but thats kind of ALL he is. he is literally just a comic relief and is pretty useless throughout the whole season besides driving the cali gang which could have easily been done by johnathan instead of introducing a whole new character that probably isnt going to stay next season because hes supposed to be in california (which you know this whole problem could have been avoided if the byers never moved)

-the way our characters were split this season was a little weird but also not? like it made sense bc the groups this season were based off of just where everyone was but like i said, i wish the byers never moved. plus all the fan favorites were in hawkins and sometimes it felt like that was the only important storyline happening. like the cali gang just felt so behind compared to what was happening in hawkins

-my whole life would be infinitely better if every season was still set during halloween each year

-As much as i love this show, I think some of its charm has been lost... As our characters (mostly talking abt the kids here because they have always been the main focus since the beginning) have grown up it feels like maybe the duffers and writers of the show have focused a little too much on the fact that they are growing up and having relationships instead of focusing on what the show was originally about. a fun sci-fi show with monsters and kids saving the day and having little lighthearted relationships in the corner. I dont know if my point if coming across right but like it felt like theres just a little too much focus on the characters romantic relationships and honestly i dont care!! i want to watch monsters and kids figuring out how to defeat them in a fun 80s aesthetic! i am tired of the drama between stancy and jancy and as much as i would love byler i would be okay with mileven if they would have focused on their relationship less bc like i said earlier his relationship with el was mikes entire plotline this season. which just makes me sad because i usually love his character. yes even thought hes a little shit thats what makes him so loveable, because hes a little shit and he used to care abt saving all of his friends

This kind of ended in a rant but those were the problems I had with this season. I was definitely disappointed with a lot of stuff in volume 2 but I still enjoyed watching it as much as I could because this show is still really good and means a lot to a lot of people. I hope the duffers can like fix themselves because I would hate to see this show get like ruined because of bad writing in the later seasons.

[mourntheantagonist]

My thing is what do you think the first real fight between Steve and Billy is? Like with Billy's past obviously he wouldn't EVER do anything to hurt Steve. Again

But how would it go?? Like im trying to rattle my Harringrove brain and see if their first fight would end like. Billy does the same thing Max does obviously and tries to push Steve away so much omg.

Like they're fighting and Steve says "You cant be angry all the time, you're so angry. The world did nothing for you ever but you are trying to be better... I see it every day" he takes a deep death and looks at Billy

Billy stares at the ground, eyes stinging from the tears. Billy isnt going to cry in front of Steve, he hasn't yet.

"Be strong, don't be a Pussy. Only pussies cry" the words Neil used to repeat during baseball practice. Or when Billy got hurt echoed in this brain. He never saw his dad cry, even the day his mom left. Men don't cry Billy isn't going to cry.

Billy takes a long breath before looking at Steve, meets his eyes and his mouth opens before his brain can register what he's saying "well then we should just break up"

Steve stares suddenly bursting with hurt, after everything Billy just wants to throw it away? He forgave Billy for nearly killing him. "You dont mean that."

Obviously I am not the greatest BUT I feel like this is kinda how it would go??

oh my gosh I love that so much because you’re so right billy is absolutely the guy to push steve away, and really, anyone away if they show him any kind of affection because oh god what is that???

but okay okay okay

for their first fight I imagine it’s kind of like that, billy pushing everyone away because he doesn’t think he deserves anything good in his life because you know I’m just a sucker for this trope alright?

but what if it’s not all in billy’s head?

what if it’s steve’s friends, like dustin and nancy, always giving billy the side-eye when the two walk into a room together, and dustin airing out all of his disdain for billy publicly, in front of billy, to steve, telling him he could do so much better than billy.

and what if steve just laughs it off? what if he just doesn’t take it seriously, thinks dustin is just being jealous because now he can’t have steve’s undivided 24/7 attention, and what if he doesn’t notice that way billy’s face falls and he clams up and stops wanting to hang around the rest of their group.

because steve never stands up for him.

and billy just lets it all fester, boil up inside of him until he’s really starting to believe it. it’s one thing for him to think he’s not good enough, but it’s an entirely other thing for the people steve cares about to think it, and it’s a huge fucking thing when billy starts wondering if, because steve never says anything defending him, if he thinks it too.

that’s when billy starts pushing. because he’s not good enough for steve. they both know it. and billy can’t keep pretending it’s okay.

and it gets nasty. these boys have no. fucking. clue. how to communicate effectively with each other so it really does get to the point that billy is about ready to get a box and fill it with every little thing that belongs to him around steve’s house because he just needs to go. he’s not good enough for steve and he doesn’t want to be the poison infecting his life anymore.

steve thinks billy is trying to sabotage the relationship (which he is, but steve isn’t bothering to figure out why) and billy wants steve to fight for him to stay but steve’s too angry to do that and it’s all the miscommunication and now they’re fighting over the tiniest little things and it’s bad bad bad.

and billy literally packing up his things is finally that tipping point for steve to finally ask billy not to go and finally ask *why* he is doing all of this.

and that’s when billy finally says it. “I’m not good enough for you.”

and that just makes steve even more mad because billy doesn’t get to decide that. steve tells him that and billy just laughs.

“if you really believed that, then why don’t you ever say it?” and billy is holding back tears, because it hurts every time he thinks about steve sitting around while his friends are saying steve “settled” and just laughing it off.

now steve is angry and confused, and billy won’t look at him no matter how many times he tries to get him to and he’s wracking his brain trying to figure out what on earth billy is talking about because why would billy think he thought that way?

billy tightens his grip on the box full of his things. “I hope your friends are happy.”

and that’s when it clicks. and it’s too late for steve to do anything because he’s frozen in place because the weight of the realization is almost too heavy to bear. so he just has to watch billy walk out his front door.

that night, steve doesn’t run to billy’s house begging for forgiveness. instead he runs to dustin’s and nancy’s and robin’s and whoever else he can vaguely remember saying anything at all negative about him dating billy. he rips each and everyone of them a new asshole and the whole time he’s feeling so fucking guilty because even if he never said what they said, he never disagreed, not out loud, not for billy to hear it.

so made a point, to go to everyone’s house and tell them they had to go talk to billy in person and tell them that they were wrong, that he is not only good enough, but he is *good* for steve. and they do, reluctantly, some of them steve had to drag there kicking and screaming. but they do. and once they all have done that. it’s steve’s turn to apologize.

he doesn’t do it standing at billy’s front door like everyone else had. he takes him to the quarry, somewhere private, somewhere that is theirs.

he sits there in the car and apologizes over and over again, and tells billy over and over again that he is so much more than good enough for him and he’s so sorry he never stuck up for him.

and if it weren’t for all the children banging down his door all day saying all the exact same things, maybe it would have been a little harder to accept, but Steve is sitting there begging him, clearly exhausted, clearly having not have slept since their fight, and god his big brown eyes just do something to him.

and they’re good. steve just had to remember to remind billy, every single day, just how good he is.

[scoopsahoy]

i just read ur fic about getting pregnant with steve and was wondering if u could write one about the reader and steve struggling for a few years to get pregnant, and she has an emotional breakdown one night bc she doesn't feel like enough for him because it's been pushed on her that women's only jobs are to have kids and shes like "i cant even do that so how am i supposed to please you" and he comforts her and makes her feel better

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You sat on the toilet seat with your leg bouncing, anxiously waiting for the pregnancy test results to show up. This had become a new norm for you: getting pregnancy tests and anxiously awaiting the results. And you were sick of it.

It took a toll on you. Getting a negative result every single month for four years straight was stressful mentally and physically. You’d had a migraine for at least three and a half years, and no medicine helped. You were always nauseous and sick, which your gynecologist said was normal in your situation. You were always tired and sad, which affected your job and your relationship with Steve.

You knew he was just as tired of it as you were, and you knew he was probably exhausted from having to care for you all the time.

It had also taken a toll on your sex life. At this point, you two only had sex to reproduce. You rarely finished and always denied his offers to help you. You would always flip yourself upside down afterward to help the sperm enter your uterus.

You’d both been to the doctor multiple times to see which one of you was fertile. Steve was one hundred percent fertile, while you had less of a chance of getting pregnant that you should’ve had.

You’d been to multiple IVF appointments as well. It wasn’t Steve’s favorite thing in the world to go into a room alone and masturbate to porn to provide sperm samples.

At this point, he didn’t enjoy looking at other women to get off, so you had taken pictures of yourself to give him.

The first few times it was awkward for him afterward, but you assured him there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

You’d probably spent over ten thousand dollars on it, and it was heartbreaking each time it didn’t work.

At the end of the five minutes, you grabbed the test out of the sink, feeling a pain in your heart at the single line.

You tossed it back into the sink as you stood up, feeling tears slide down your face. Your back hit the wall and you slid down until you felt yourself land on your ass.

You pulled your knees into your chest, propped your elbows on them, and put your hands into your palms.

You couldn’t help but sob. You and Steve had been trying for four years to conceive. And, despite everything mentioned, none of it worked. This was one of your last straws, a wave of sadness washing over you.

You both desperately wanted kids, preferably two or three. But at this point, you’d be lucky to even have one.

Steve made it clear that in the end, if you couldn’t have children of your own, he’d be perfectly okay with adopting, or just not having any. And you agreed.

However, you had the longing to create your own child. Everything from the pregnancy, to giving birth, to raising that child from the moment they came out, until the moment they could care for themselves. You wanted that more than anything, but you’d be happy to adopt if you were infertile.

But sitting on the bathroom floor knowing that every effort you made — propping yourself upside down after sex, aforementioned IVF treatments, tracking your cycles, staying healthy, etc. — didn’t work, made your heart hurt.

You wondered if you were good enough for Steve, if you could really give him what he wanted. If he was genuinely happy with trying to have kids for years on end and being unsuccessful. You wondered if that was what he wanted, if he was still happy with you.

Your sobs filled the bathroom, making you glad Dustin wasn’t there.

Dustin was your younger brother, and currently, he was at the arcade. He knew about your struggle to have kids, and he usually tried to help, whether it was with the foods you ate, or getting you vitamins, making sure your mom didn’t keep her alcohol where you could get to it, etc.

You thought it was sweet how much he wanted a niece or nephew, always talking about babysitting them and allowing them into the party.

You always made sure he was gone when you took pregnancy tests. You loved him, but comfort wasn’t his strong suit. Sometimes it would work just because of the effort, but sometimes it would make you feel worse. So, you figured the easiest way to avoid that was to make sure he wasn’t there.

The rest of the party was also anticipating you getting pregnant. Max, Eleven, and Nancy all said they would help her with girl things like periods, dating, and other things boys didn’t understand.

And Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Will, and Jonathan all said they would indoctrinate him/her into their Dungeons and Dragons campaigns.

It made you cry the first time you found out how excited they were to have a new member of the family.

But you hated making them wait. Dustin and Robin were the only ones who knew how long you’d been trying, so the rest of them kept jokingly bugging you about them getting a new DnD member.

When Steve got home from work, he found you crying on the bathroom floor. He looked in the sink, seeing another negative test.

He sat on the toilet seat, placing his hands on your knees. He didn’t say anything, he let you talk at your own pace.

“Negative again,” you said, your voice stuffy.

He nodded. “I know.”

“What the hell is wrong with me?”

“Hey, look at me.”

You pulled your hands from your face, revealing your eyes bloodshot and puffy, your skin soaked in tears.

He stood up and held his hands out for you to take. You pulled yourself up and he cupped your face. He wiped your cheeks with his thumbs, before grabbing a dry cloth and cleaning your face completely.

“Come here,” he said, pulling you into a deep hug. You cried into his chest, leaving tear stains on his shirt. He gently pulled you to the bedroom a few seconds later. You sat against the headboard, resting your elbows on your knees. He sat across from you, only a few feet away.

He gripped your hands as you continued crying. It was silent for a few minutes before he continued the conversation.

“There’s nothing wrong with you.”

“Then why can’t I get pregnant?”

“You know that’s not your fault.”

“Is it enough for you? Am I enough for you?”

He furrowed his brows. “What are you talking about?”

“If I can’t give you a kid. If I can’t get pregnant, despite everything we’ve done, despite every effort we’ve made... will I be enough? Won’t you want more?”

“Don’t. Don’t even think like that. Don’t say that. Of course, you’ll still be enough for me.”

You softly shook your head. “I don’t believe that.”

“Why not?”

“Because you said that all you want in life is children. You want at least one son and one daughter. And you want to name one of them Dustin, and one of them Robin. And you’ve told me that you want to have a hundred grandkids so you can spoil all of them. And if I can’t give that to you-”

“Stop. Stop talking.” He gripped your hands tighter. “I don’t care. If you can’t give me that, that’s okay. More than anything, I want you. I want you, even if we don’t have a hundred grandkids.”

You felt more tears fall down your face, hitting your legs. He tilted your chin up to look at him.

“Why?” you asked.

“‘Why’ what?”

“Why wouldn’t you want someone who could give you that?”

“Because I don’t want just anybody. I want you. I’d live a thousand lifetimes without kids if it meant I got to be with you.”

“But you want a family.”

“Baby,” he chuckled. “We’re already a family. You and me, we are a family. We don’t need a child to be a family. Hell, we can adopt a dog or a cat if we wanted to. And that would still make us as much of a family as people with kids.”

“But we both want kids. I want kids. I want to be pregnant, I want to give birth, I want to hold the baby after they come out. I want to celebrate their first steps, their first words, their first birthday. I want to do that.” He didn’t say anything. “How am I supposed to please you if I can’t even get pregnant?” you mumbled.

He furrowed his brows. “What?”

“I mean, we’ve always been taught that in marriages, in order to be a good wife and please your husband, you should have kids.”

“Who the hell taught you that?”

You raised your eyebrows. “School, my family, everyone. I’ve grown up hearing that in order to be a good wife to my husband, I have to give him kids and that’s how we’re supposed to please you.”

He shook his head. “I’ve never been taught to only expect kids from my wife. They’ve been feeding you that bullshit?” You nodded. “For how long?”

“All my life.”

“I’ve grown up learning from my mom that, even if I don’t have kids with the person I marry, I should find someone that I can’t live without. That’s you.”

“Steve-”

“Y/N, you don’t have to bear a child to please me. I am so madly, deeply, stupidly in love with you. There is nothing you can do to make me not love you. You hear me?” You didn’t reply. “Why do you think I proposed to you and married you?”

“You wanted to start a family, but not outside of marriage. Isn’t that why every guy gets married?”

“Nope. Not even close. I mean, that’s a factor, but do you know the real reason I married you?” You still didn’t answer. “I married you to be with you,” he said as he poked you lightly on the chest. “I married you so I could spend the rest of my life with you. Obviously, I do want a family, but, like I said, I’d go a million years without kids if it meant I got to be with you.”

You were only crying harder now. “Steve-”

“I am so fucking in love with you, Y/N. Do you want to know how long it took me to get that ring-” He pointed to your engagement ring on your finger, which was joined by your wedding band, “after we started dating?” You shook your head. “Three days.”

Your eyes got wide. “What?”

“Yep. Three days into our relationship, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. You know why I didn’t propose sooner?” You shook your head again. “We weren’t eighteen. That was the only thing holding me back. I had to wait two years to propose to you because we had to wait until we were adults.”

You looked down at your ring. “They let you buy an engagement ring at sixteen?” you chuckled.

“I guess so. I got it, didn’t I?”

You smiled. “I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you, too.” You squeezed his hands.

“Tell you what. Why don’t we take a break from trying? I mean, we’re only twenty-three. We have time. I know it’s stressing you out. Your head always hurts and you’re always sick. Let’s just wait a little while.”

You nodded. “That would actually be really nice.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Maybe we can have sex just to have sex, not to make a baby.”

“Absolutely.”

You looked at him and he gave you a small smile.

“I don’t deserve you,” you said, your voice cracking.

“I think I’m the one that doesn’t deserve you.”

You laughed softly. “And if we can’t have our own kids, we can adopt,” you said.

“Absolutely.”

“Take a kid or two out of the system.”

“Absolutely,” he repeated.

You got on your knees and hugged him, the two of you squeezing each other tightly.

“Did I mention that I love you?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? Because I do.”

“I’m sure,” you giggled. “I love you, too.”

When you pulled away, he looked at you. “Don’t blame yourself, baby. Seriously. It’s not your fault.”

“I know.”

“Okay.”

You pulled him in for one last kiss before heading to the kitchen to start dinner.

—

You, Steve, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Max, and Robin all sat in your dining room. For dinner, you made chicken burritos. The kids were all joking around and talking about the arcade when you decided to get their attention.

“So, me and Steve talked today,” you said, clearing your throat. They all looked at you. “I think... we’re gonna stop trying to have a kid for a little while.”

“What?” Lucas asked. “Why?”

“We’ve been trying for four years. I mean, we’ve done IVF-”

“What’s IVF?” Mike asked.

“In vitro. It’s artificial insemination.”

“We’ve done that about six times,” Steve said. “And it hasn’t worked.”

“Nothing we’ve done has worked. So, for now, we’re gonna take a break. I mean, it takes a toll on us.”

They nodded. “Okay. Whenever you get pregnant, that just means we can have someone else to play games with and invite to the arcade,” Lucas said. “Even if we’re older.”

Steve rested his hand on your thigh.

—

Laying in bed and being Steve’s little spoon as he slept caused you to start thinking again.

You didn’t realize it before, but you were more okay with waiting than you thought you would be. Sure, you’d be slightly older when you were pregnant — if you wound up pregnant at all — but you were fine with it.

Knowing that you were with someone like Steve, who didn’t care if you couldn’t have kids, was a relief. You knew you married the right person, and you knew your kids would be right about you two being soulmates.

[darling-i-read-it]

Dorms

Steve Harrington  x reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: nothing I don’t think? Maybe moving away from home 

Author’s Note: I’m currently rewatching stranger things as an intermission before I start Hannibal over again so this is exactly my moom, i love steve

Requested: by anon, omg haha im the steve anon :) i was wondering if u could write smthg where reader is going off to uni but steve is staying back in hawkins to work or whatever and hes planning on reapplying next year or whatever. and maybe u could write ab the drive up to her new school, like he took the day off to take her there and get her dorm set up and like lowkey angsty but also fluff cuz my heart cant take too much pain rn 😅❤️ also i absolutely love all ur will fics 🥰🥰 thanks again love

Summary: the requests

Genre: fluffy with borderline angst

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

Steve knew that that horrendous summer would be your last little bit of time together and he had tried to enjoy every moment he spent with you, regardless of the mall being completely wrecked by an otherworldly creature. You were his best girl and the only reason he was able to successfully say that he got over Nancy Wheeler.

You and Steve started dating at the end of your senior year in high school. You had made it very clear from the get go that you had been accepted to a college that was about two hours away from Hawkins and you were planning on going, with or without Steve. He didn’t have the numbers to get into the college at the time and it had taken him too long to be accepted at all. He promised to reapply your sophomore year but it was still a whole school year away from each other not counting the visits.

He took the day off working at the movie store so that he could drive you up to your dorm. He was hell bent on making the day a fun one instead of the sad one he thought it would inevitable turn out to be. He grabbed a mixtape that he had made for you when you first started dating and popped it into his car.

“You know,” he said over ‘Every Breath You Take’, “you really could just make this commute every day if you wake up early enough.” You scoffed. Your parents were in the car behind you but you were trying to put it out of your mind just in case you wanted to get off an exit and pull a quickie with Steve before you couldn’t.

“I could if I got up at like 3am and I am not trying to make that commute.” 

“I would get up with you. Make some coffee and say goodbye before the sun comes up, you know!” You gave him a look and he nodded, shrugging. “I guess  you’re right. But still, you know how much I’m going to miss you.” You nodded.

“Should have put your papers in sooner bucko,” you said, nudging him. He leaned over and put his hand on your thigh.

“I have never gotten a paper in on time.” 

“I can concur.” He looked over at you and you put a hand through his hair. It was filled with products but you didn't mind that much as long as he let you touch it.

“You sure you won’t forget about this pretty face of mine while you’re out?” he asked. He was deciding to be playfully vulnerable, a cop out to being actually vulnerable but you appreciated it nonetheless.

“I could never. Plus, Jonathan gave me a shit ton of polaroids from when we got together at the pool with him and Nancy.  I shall hang them all over my dorm room wall so any boy who enters will know that I am taken.” He nodded, squeezing your thigh. 

You arrived not long after and you convinced your parents to get some food so that you and Steve could sit alone. He was helping you bring boxes up and you were throwing things at each other and he was complaining about how many of his shirts  you had packed. 

It was like nothing had or was going to change. 

That was the way you both liked it. 

You stood on your bed and he sat by your feet, going through the pictures Jonathan had taken. He was also holding the tape as you started to decorate your walls. You had the basic bones down of the room, the bed and clothes done and you wanted to have some things for Steve to help you with. 

“I made this,” he said, grabbing a thing out of his pocket. You looked down at him and took the piece of paper. You smiled as you unfolded it, laughing. 

“Steve…”

“Put it up there!”

It was a clear crayon drawing that looked like it was done in three seconds but it was still cute. Two stick figures were on the paper as well as yours and Steve's names. On the top it said, plain and clear, ‘she’s taken’ which you thought was cheesy but you could never tell him that. He handed you a bit of tape and you put it between two pictures of you and Steve in the pool and sitting beside it, your feet in the water.

“Thank you Steve,” you muttered and he nodded proudly.

“Anytime you need my artistic skills you just call,” he said, pointing at you.

“I might just have to drive down and pick something up from you if I need it.” He nodded.

“That’s perfectly alright with me.” You smiled.

“Good, then I will. Whenever I can.” 

“Good.”

[trailerparkflower]

Borderline personality disorder + Steve Harrington?...

So I was thinking about how Steve acts in relationships, researched dependency from the partner and then found a lot of info about BPD, wich made me think what many of the disorder symptoms are very fitting to Steve and explains some things in his behaviour. Lets starts, guys!

Promiscuity.

All his teen life Steve been slutting around probably too scared for serious relationships (because its better that way, no one will leave him if he leaves them first), all charming and needy and touch-starved, calming down his desire for attention and affection. 

Unstable relationships/idealization of the partner, lack of boundares.

Then he settled in the realationships with Nancy (who are brave and smart and oh, so stable), which turned out pretty much unhealthy from both of the sides, and Steve became so depended on his her to the point of breaking up his bounds with everyone else( including his probably childhood best friend Tommy) except her and planning all his life to revolve around Nancy.

Fear of abandoment, frantic efforts to avoid being alone.

He fears what Nancy will abandon him so much what he becomes even more clingy and needy, while she gains even more control in relationships and becomes a “top dog” (from Joe words). In ST1 we also see how insecure and  jealous Steve was to Jonathan, his dramatic reaction on John and Nacny hug, jumping in conclusions without any evidences. He even breaks Jonathan camera in the begining just out of his “insecurity” (again, based on Joe interview), fear what Nancy and Jonathan have better understanding of each other. In other words, he afraid what Nacny will leave him for someone else and he will stay alone again. Steve Harrington canonically has big abandoment issues, probably cased by neglecting parents.

Needing attention+validation

Idk if I even should comment it. We all know what King Steve persona was build for getting attention, admiration and validation from others, know how much time Steve spends on his looks and hair, how pleased he is when Tommy and Carol have all eyes on him. When he doesnt get compliments from Nancy, he pouts and praises himself on his own because he needs that.... “see, a ninja”; “make sure you wont forget this pretty face”, ect. You ask me, Steve has the biggest praise kink in all Hawkins.

Inability to regulate emotion, difficultes with anger controlling. Impulsivity.

Steve is one yelling bitch. He is a soft boy, but when he gets really upset and angry, he becomes mean and yelly and acts without thinking. He tears apart his own essay because Nancy couldnt help him with it, he pouts, storms of the rooms, screams at people. 

Getting upset easily + habit of blocking out intense painful emotions.

If you ask Steve how he doing, he probably will smile and say “peachy!”. Not because everything is really peachy, but because Steve prefers to ignore his own problems and things what makes him sad and pretend what everything is perfectly alright. He asks Nancy go to the movie and “pretend everything is normal for a few hours.”, says what his parents totally gave him hell for drinking beer but “who cares, screw them” and changes the theme. Tommy screams “run away, Stevie boy, like you always do!”, wich suggest us what Steve has a tendentions to avoid confrontations and stressful situations. He once again says Nancy go to the party and pretend to be normal teens in ST2 when she voices her concerns, and we see what ignoring problems and pretending is Steves constant coping mechanism for stress fear and sadness.

Distorted self-image.

Steves sense of self also seems to be instable and based on how people around him see him, like with Tommy he was a school bad boy, with Nancy he became a good guy, with Dustin he became a total soft dork as we see in ST3 trailer. He is unsure about his own goals, he doesnt knows who he is and who he wants to be, like wich job he prefers and what he likes to do in his life generally. Tending to base his own self on his relationships with other people, he gets complitely lost in the end of ST2 when Nancy is no longer with him.

Self-harm, self-desctuctive behaviour. Self damaging acts as drinking, drugs, vandalism.

Steve smokes, drinks, gets into the fights he cant win. Stands near Tommy when he writes about Nancy the slut and Jonathan the creep, runs away from cops. I would even say what his fight with Jonathan was quite maschostic, because Steve rilled him up and then barely protected himself and almost didnt resisted when Jonathan pushed him to the ground and started to punch non stop. Tbh for me it seemed like if Steve was so upset what he wanted some physical pain to blur his emotional one.

Dissociation, "zoning out"

Sometimes if you pay enough attention, you see Steve standing/sitting here with blank empty face. Usually it happens in stressful events, when he has some free time by himself. He also gets slow time to time, like hes habing hard time to concentrate. Cant be sure, but its does seems like zoning out. Im think there was even some parody video where people noticed what Steve sometimes gets blank faced and slow in the middle of the talk.

Paranoidal ideas, anixety, nervousness

Oh, this one is easy. You honestly wont find another ST character who is so full of anixety. He is fidgety, he hugs himself in a self-defense manner, he makes himself look smaller than he is, he constantly has the deer in the highlights look on his face, he cant think and act straight when he meets the Upside Down monster first time, so Jonathan even has to grab his hand and yank him to run. We also see how Steve is afraid of the goverment in the ST2, I would say its paranoidal behaviour-its seems like he does think what they are constantly being watched. Says what they will destroy their lives and families and changes the theme what Nancy wants to discuss.

In ST1 he is also ridiculously scared what his parents, dad especially, will find out what he drunk some beer, he gets so scared of this idea what he even calls Nancy and asks not to mention that to the cops, says what his parents will “Murder him”. 

In ST2 he is also pretty freaked out by Billy, in basketball scene when he is pushed down and Billy holds his hand you can see what Steve is trembling and looks like he is going to cry. Im not joking guys, just rewatch the scene....Poor guy just cant have a rest!

Presistent feelings of emptiness & guilt

“I'm sorry? What the hell am I sorry for?”

No matter is he guilty or not, if Steve having a conflict with someone, most of the times he will feel guilty and be sorry, as we see in the show. He wants to apologize to Jonathan for telling him means things, saying, “I just wanna be good, make things right”, buys him new camera (and giving it to Nancy, not presenting it to Jonathan himself.), cleans local theatre, he says sorry to Nancy, calls himself a jerk, a shitty boyfriend (wich is kinda downgrading himself), wanting to bring her roses and say how sorry he is again. Dustin also easily kind of guilt trips (”you promised to protect us”)  him to protect the party in the tonnels, while Steve clearly was against the whole thing, and feeling really unwell after getting his ass beaten by Billy.

Learning disability/scool problems. BPD can make it difficult for them to control the focus of their attention, to concentrate.

Steve plays it cool and pretends unbothered, but he actually tries hard to learn stuff. Even in ST1 we see in his room, what his table is covered by various homework papers. Its been shown what Steve having a hard time with study, what he is eager to be useful but not the smartest guy around, from his really chaotic essay and getting C-, to the Nazis comment. Its seems like he has some learning disability and doesnt even knows about it himself.

 Its also a known hinted fact what Steve doesnt have a good relationships with his parents, especially with strict father, he even calls him a “grade A asshole”. By their absence in the series, when we saw all the main character families, Steve remains all alone in big house, wich makes us think about how neglecting they are. The thing is, “people with BPD  have been found to be significantly more likely to having been abused by parents.”

During development, Joe Keery and the Duffers spoke about “what kind of family life [Steve] comes from and maybe this girl Nancy is quiet and listens in a way that other people haven't listened to him at this point.”-wich is pretty fitting to the portrayal of “neglecting, denying the validity of childnren thoughts and feelings parents”-that type of the bad parenting what BPD people mostly experenced.

“Parents were also reported to have failed to provide needed protection and to have neglected their child's physical care”, what gaves us the possible reason of Steves constant anixety and running away from the problems issues.

So, while we dont know can it be canon or not, I would say what there is high possibilities what Steve has BPD.

[biillyhargroves]

i hope you’re feeling better ))): i have a fic request where steve tells the party (specifically dustin) that he cant go to an event/place they all planned (whatever you think fits) because he has a date and dustin is like “ok then bring the date!” and then steve shows up with billy and then everyone reacts to harringrove

thank you so much, friend, and thank you very much for the request!! I hope that this is ok!

where is your boy(fic requests open)

“No.”

Billy’s answer is clear, curt, succinct. He doesn’t even take his eyes off the road. When Steve tries to ask again, Billy slams his foot on the accelerator, and when Steve tries a third time he turns up the radio so loud Steve thinks the windows might break from the bass. Steve switches the knob back the other way. 

“Come on,” he says.

“No.”

“Billy.”

“Why are you pushing this?”

“Billy, come on,” Steve says. “It’s one night. I promised them.”

“Oh, you promised them. Well, that changes everything.”

“Don’t give me that.”

“What?”

“That tone,” Steve says. “You’re being a real douche.”

“Yeah, that’s me,” Billy says. “The douche that doesn’t want to waste a Saturday night with a bunch of thirteen year olds. Real fuckin’ asshole.”

“You are,” Steve says.

“Uh-huh,” Billy says. “What exactly did you tell them? That you had a date?”

“Yeah,” Steve says. “So?”

“Problem solved. You’ll be on your date and they can do their stupid- what is it again?”

“It’s a movie night, Billy,” Steve says. “Movies? You know them?”

“A Star Wars marathon,” Billy recalls. “Great way to spend the weekend.”

“It’s a few hours,” Steve says.

“Per movie,” Billy says. 

“We can bail after one,” Steve offers. “One, Billy.”

“Do they even know who your date is?” Steve is silent, brow furrowed as he studies Billy’s profile. Billy lets the question hang in the air between them, and no matter hard Steve hopes, the whistle of wind fighting through the cracked-open windows crack is not enough to wash it out. Eventually, Billy says, “That’s a no.”

“So what?” Steve says defensively. “What does it matter?”

“They’re gonna be pissed at you.”

“Max isn’t pissed,” Steve says.

“Not at you,” says Billy. “You didn’t get the speech.”

“She gave you a speech?”

“Yeah, there was a fuckin’ speech, Harrington,” Billy says. 

“What’d she say?”

“Don’t change the subject.” 

“I just wanna know what she said!”

“Maybe you’ll hear the flip side from her little shit friends.”

“Okay,” Steve says. “Okay, listen. I get it. You’re not their favorite person.”

“No shit.”

“They can warm up to you,” Steve says. “You have me and Max to vouch for you.”

“Sure,” Billy scoffs. 

“And Nancy and Jonathan will be there,” Steve says. “So it’s not just us.”

“Like that makes it better,” Billy says.

“We watch one movie, and we’re gone,” Steve says. “I can, like...get sick or something.”

“What are we, sneaking around mom and dad?”

“It’s a fucking excuse,” Steve says. “I’ll start to feel sick, you can take me home, then we have the whole night to ourselves. Okay? And if it all goes to shit, I won’t ask you to hang out with them again.”

“You wanna try that last part again?”

Steve sighs heavily. “It’s one Saturday night, and I’ll never ask you to hang out with them again. Unless-” But Billy holds up a finger, his hand hovering dangerously over the volume knob. Steve sighs again. “That’s it,” he says. “Deal?”

Billy is quiet. He takes a few more turns in silence, then says, “Fine. Deal.” 

---

“Who do you think he’s bringing?” Dustin asks.

“Steve?” asks El.

“I bet it’s Lori Rollins,” says Dustin. “She’s been spending a lot of time at the video store if you know what I mean.”

“All the girls spend a lot of time at the video store,” Mike says. 

“Could be Jenny Graves,” suggests Lucas. 

“What about that girl he’s always hanging out with?” asks Mike.

“It’s not Robin,” says Will. 

“How do you know?” asks Lucas.

“It’s definitely not Robin,” says Dustin.

“What does it matter?” Max says a bit too harshly. “We’re gonna find out soon anyway.”

“Woah,” Lucas says. “What’s the matter with you?”

“Nothing’s the matter,” Max snaps. She is on the couch, and she lets her head fall back against the cushions and rolls her eyes. El slides closer to her- if anything else, for moral support. She doesn’t know exactly what’s making Max so agitated, but she’s been around the Hargrove-Mayfield house enough to have a guess. She’s heard two sets of footsteps sneaking in late at night when she sleeps over, and before they rode Max’s bike to Mike’s house, it looked like Billy was getting ready to go somewhere, too. 

“Who are we still waiting on?” Nancy asks. She enters the room with popcorn in hand and Jonathan in tow. Jonathan sweeps the room, counting heads as he does.

“Steve, right?”

“And his date,” says Dustin.

“Steve’s bringing a date?” asks Nancy.

“We’re trying to figure out who it is,” says Lucas. Then there is a knock at the door.

“Looks like we’ll find out,” says Jonathan. Dustin is the first to bounce up, and he clamors to the front door with the other boys in tow. Max and Eleven hang back, Max staring up at the ceiling as El listens to the commotion at the front door. 

---

“One movie,” Steve says, “then we’re gone.”

“I heard you the first three hundred times.”

“It’ll be fine,” Steve says. 

“Are you saying that for yourself or for me?”

“Both,” Steve says. “Definitely both.”

Steve is visibly nervous as they approach the Wheelers’ front door. Billy walks a few steps behind him, his hands shoved into his pockets and his head down. He waits, and then nudges Steve when he makes no move to knock on the door. Steve jolts forward, and he knocks so frantically that Billy has to pull his arm away to stop the madness. Billy opens his mouth to speak, but whatever he planned on saying is lost when the door swings open to four smiles that quickly falter when they catch sight of Billy. 

“Uh,” says Steve. “Hi.” 

“Hi,” Will, Mike, and Lucas say as Dustin shouts, “What the shit?”

In the living room, Max squeezes her eyes shut. “Here it goes,” she groans.

“Here what goes?” El asks.

“Billy’s here.” 

“Billy?” Jonathan asks.

“Billy Hargrove?�� says Nancy. 

“Well, at least everyone knows my name,” Billy says. He enters the room behind Steve and with the boys all crowding around them, a million questions tossed at them from four different voices. 

“Billy is your date?” says Dustin, and Lucas asks Max if she knew about this, and Will asks how long they’ve been seeing other, and Mike asks why Steve brought Billy Hargrove to his house, and then Nancy and Jonathan jump up with another thousand questions on the tips of their tongues and no voices to ask them with. They look at each other, and then to El and Max. El seems only mildly surprised, and Max is rising off the couch.

“Enough!” she shouts. “Jeez. At least let them sit down.” 

“So you knew?” Dustin accuses. 

“He’s my brother,” Max says. “Of course I knew.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” asks Lucas.

“Because it’s none of her business,” Billy growls, and Steve grabs his wrist when he sees the heckles going up. Billy snarls, but concedes. He stays behind Steve, shaking his head, and El offers them both a seat on the couch. Max turns as well and sits on the other end so that Billy and Steve are sandwiched between the girls. 

“I didn’t think you’d come,” she tells her brother.

“I didn’t want to,” Billy says back.

“Dustin said it was okay,” Steve says defensively.

“You said you had a date,” Dustin says. “You didn’t say who the date was with.”

“Well it was with Billy,” Steve snaps. “Okay? Here he is.”

“Steve,” Nancy says, and Steve shakes his head.

“No,” he says. “No. You guys are jumping down our throats. Now, you wanted me to come watch movies with you, so I’m here, and Billy’s here, too, because you told me I could bring him. Okay? You said I could bring him-”

“Steve,” Billy says. He tries to take Steve’s arm, but Steve swats him away. 

“No,” he says. “They’re being shits to you.”

“I think everyone’s just surprised,” Nancy says. 

“About both you,” Jonathan adds. 

“Well, they’re together,” Max says. 

“It’s not exclusive,” Billy clarifies.

“You haven’t gone out with anyone else,” Max says.

“You spying on me?”

“I’m observant,” Max says. “And you’re exclusive.” She turns her attention to the group and says, “They’ve been together for weeks.”

“Thanks for that, Max,” says Steve, and she waves him off. The group quiets down. Steve absently reaches for Billy’s hand and Billy lets him take it, though he keeps his head down so that he can’t see all the eyes on them. Max moves so that she’s sitting on the edge of the couch- defensive, protective, placing herself in front of her brother. El, too, leans herself forward. There is a long and awkward pause. 

“We should start the movies,” El says eventually. She looks at everyone in turn, then to puts her attention on Steve and Billy. “Right?”

They look at each other, and then to El. “Yeah,” Steve says at the same time Billy says, “Sure.” And with this settled, Jonathan pops in the first tape, and everyone settles in for the night. Steve and Billy pretend to ignore all the stares that they get, the heads that swivel to peek at them and quickly turn around when one of them (or, perhaps worse, Max) notices. 

As the first movie nears its end, Steve whispers to Billy, “Should I get sick now?”

At this, Billy smiles and half-laughs. “Only if you really sell it.”

[xxsteveharringtonxx]

Him & I [Steve Harrington x Reader] pt 2

Plot: You’re Carol’s best friend, but naturally you’re close with Steve seeing as neither of you are really bad people like Tommy and Carol are. Things never got romantic between you and Steve purely because you were afraid to tell him how you feel, and you didn’t really tell anyone because even your best friend is a bit of a bitch. However when Steve starts dating Nancy and literally drops you and the others you cant really help but feel abandoned once you realised you weren’t putting up with Tommy and Steve because of Carol you were actually putting up with Tommy and Carol because of Steve. Set after season one.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Him and I

Part Two 

Glancing down at your Farrah Fawcett outfit you fixed your blonde wig a little before pushing open the door to Tina’s house and pushing your way through the crowds, the first person who you caught eyes with was Steve who only sent you a slightly drunk smile before continuing to dance with Nancy. Sighing you found Carol and Tommy cheering on Billy Hargrove who was chugging a keg, when he stopped he sent you a grin and licked his lips.

“Glad you could make it Y/L/N.” He sneered making you roll your eyes and grab Carol.

“You’re here! Did you have a drink? Here drink this!” She cheered thrusting a drink into your chest making you take a step back a few to stop it spilling on your shirt instead it just splashed a little on your new red converse and you had to bite your tongue. Instead she pulled me off to dance where I actually trying to enjoy myself a little, and I saw Jonathan walk in. Not able to make it to him to get away from Carol who was now making out with Tommy, I decided to ditch the disgusting drink in my hand and find a soda instead. 

About an hour after I got there, Carol and Tina were drunk and dancing going on about how hot the guys here are but I just kept finding myself looking out for Steve. Normally we stuck together at these things and they were almost bare able but right now you thinking of a new excuse to leave, you’d danced, and spent time with Carol but right now the idea of getting into bed and watching Jaws was so much more appealing. 

Just as you were grabbing your coat a perfectly manicured had wrapped around your wrist yanking you into the kitchen as you stumbled over your own feet. Vaguely aware of Steve and Nancy getting fresh drinks you ignored Steve’s slight glances as Carol starting speaking. 

“So Tina told me, Darren and Tommy heard Billy say he wants to talk to you about something important, he’s gone upstairs and he wants you to meet him in Tina’s room.” Carol told you as if it was almost rehearsed. 

“No, no I don’t want to, he only wants to get in my pants.” You reminded her pulling your wrist out of her grasp.

“Oh Y/N grow up! This is Billy! He’s hot!” Carol yelled making you hiss at her to shut up.

“Look just go and see, he might like you.” Rolling your eyes she followed you out to the living room where everyone was.

“Lets just stay here and dance?” You suggested and she finally lost it, she was clutching her drink in her hand tightly as she glared.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! You know recently you’re turning in a right square! You’re so boring! I’m finally trying to get you laid to see if that would stop you being so uptight but you’re still fucking boring!” She spat making your eyes turn to slits.

“If I’m so boring Carol then why the hell do you bother! If it’ll help you I’ll leave for you!” You hissed back making her mouth drop open, you’ve never stood up to her before but Steve’s words were swimming around your head as you stared her down.

“Oh are you too good for us now? You think you’re better than us?!” She stepped closer slightly intimidating me but I stood my ground.

“I never said that.” You said not wanting her to get madder.

“But you wanted to! Don’t think I haven’t noticed! If you’re so much better then go!” She spat as you walked past her to leave, you didn’t need this anymore. 

“Oh Y/N?” She called making you turn to see her just in time to have her drink thrown in your face. 

“Oops.” She mocked making you just take a deep breath and walk out. So much for Steve backing you up, about ten minutes ago he ran out the room after Nancy. 

The drive home was sticky, and just uncomfortable. But you did feel free, you felt like you were finally able to just be yourself, you may have no friends but did you ever really consider Carol a friend?

*** Steve ***

Walking into school I glanced up at the doors, since Nancy told me everything was bullshit at Tina’s I hadn’t ever felt more lost, I skipped school for two days but it was Friday now I needed to show my face. But walking up to the doors I found myself looking for Y/N, I’d never realised but even when I was with Nancy I’ve still always been keeping a look out for my old friend. But when I saw them I knew something was different, Tommy and Carol were stood at their lockers looking slightly smug as Billy was leaning over Y/N who was pushing herself closer into her locker before pushing him away and storming off as the three laughed. Frowning at the situation she shoved past me too, Billy stared at me for a while before I turned on my heel and jogged after her.

“Y/N! Y/N wait up!” I called making her stop and turn to me as the bell rang.

“What?” She spat making me step back.

“What happened? Are you okay?” I asked concerned as tears filled her eyes.

“I’m freaking great Steve! I’m finally out! No Carol, no Tommy but that’s not true is it? There still here but I’m just on the wrong fucking end of it! Three days now, I’ve got Billy trying his very best to piss me off! I don’t think he gets bored of being a dick! And Carol, oh well I might as well have given her permission to ruin my life because she’s done a pretty good job so far!” She yelled as I tried to reach out to calm her down.

“Y/N it’s okay-” I cooed as she finally gave in and let me pulled her into my chest as she cried.

“It’s not okay, it’s a living hell. This is what I was so terrified of and you said you were there for me? And I can tell you now, these last few days I haven’t seen you once when they were being dicks!” She said in a calmer voice as she pulled away wiping her tears. 

“I have class.” She mumbled before she headed off down the hall. 

Once I was in my first class I settled down next to Tina who smiled sweetly at me, well guess she was my best bet.

“Hey what happened with Y/N and Tina?” I asked as she sighed.

“It wasn’t just you and Nancy who broke up that night. Carol was yelling at Y/N about something stupid and it escalated so much, anyway Carol threw her drink all over Y/N and well it didn’t end there. On Wednesday Billy was a dick about her not sleeping with him, called her a few names. Then on Tuesday Carol told everyone she didn’t sleep with Billy because she was pretty much sleeping with everyone else but we know it’s not true, Y/N isn’t like that but they’ll get bored soon. Just like they did with you.” I sighed at her words because she’s been through shit when I said I’d be there. 

“Fuck.” I hissed when I saw her heading towards her car at lunch, I knew I had no choice but I needed to apologise. 

“Y/N!” When she turned and saw me she carried on but I leaned down to her window. 

“Steve I wanna go home-” She started but I cut her off.

“You wanna hang out later?” I asked making her blink at me.

“What?” She asked clearly confused.

“Look I’m sorry I was just as much of a dick as Tommy and Carol, I should of been there. So let me prove I am here, lets hang out at mine? Order a pizza? Anything but I kind of actually miss hanging out with you so it’ll be fun. We can go now if you’re not up for school.” I told her honestly and I smiled when I saw a smile flicker onto her face. 

“Okay. Sure meet you there in ten?” She nodded making me sigh in relief happy that she agreed. 

“I’ll miss you.” I joked making her laugh, it was a sarcastic thing we’d say when we knew we would see each other in a few hours or minutes and I hadn’t realised how much I missed saying it to her. 

“Yeah well I miss you already.” She chimed starting her car and driving into the direction of my house and I felt a bubble of excitement ignite inside me as I ran to my car. 

[evellyynn7]

That Night pt.2 of Meeting Mr. Wrong

            “It all started on a dark and cold night, November 7th to be exact.” I said very quietly almost regretting doing this. Dean was such a good listener, his eyes looked at me with such compassion as i told the whole story.

          “Lets do something crazy tonight guys!... unless some of you are gonna be little wusses” Steve was looking at us 3 girls, Nancy Wheeler, Barbra Holland... and me. He was of course mostly referring to Barb since she looked the most nerdy out of our bunch, he thought we would be at least a little bit easier to loosen up and i mean that in a dirty way too.

            Billy Hardgrove was there along with Tommy H and Carol. They of course were there to get lucky and wasted while my 3 friends and i were just trying to up our popularity status. “Hey here’s a clever idea, why don’t we play a little game to help these newbies ‘loosen up’ Billy said with a wink to me and his famous smirk. “That may be the only smart thing you’ve said all day Steve” joked. The others laughed and agreed while the rest of were nervous at first but warmed up to the idea while Barb was always against this ‘loosening up’ game.

           “Alright, fuck it, how do you play the damn game” i couldn’t believe i said that, i guess that was just all that naughty that’s been shunned away from my good girl act. “Oooo this pretty little girl has a naughty side?” Billy said this in a shocked but intrigued way. “C’mon Billy just tell us how to play the damn game” Nancy saw how i was learning to just go with it so she followed along. “ Okay book worm don’t get aggressive” Billy said this with less interest and more annoyance of Nancy. “Okay so newbies have to prove themselves to us by doing some dares that are given to you by yours truly” he winked and let out a puff while gesturing to his friends. Steve interrupted fast “So i’ll start with miss wheeler, i da...” Billy cut him off with anger in his eyes. “But my good friend forgot to mention the best part!, if you guys cant complete the dare then you have to strip one item each time” he seemed proud of his lustful command.

         After several halfly and fully covered dares, there laid 4 girls in either just a bra and panty or maybe they still had a sweater or jeans on. I was one of the girls in just a bra and panty but i never felt so alive and bad but i loved it not to mention i was far past drunk. I knew that barb felt uncomfortable the whole time and so did the whole group so they went easy on her and she just had to take off her coat. “Ok so this one is for Liv over there.” Billy said grabbing my hand while I lounged on the chair carelessly with my drunken and half covered gorgeous bod. His eyes lingered and he couldn’t hide his blushing and lustful eyes. This drove me crazy cause he was so handsome and sexy but i didn’t want to get to far, i just wasn’t ready for anything that big. I stood up very unsteady and barb saw that, she came over and told me that we should all go and that she would drive. “I think we all had enough fun why don’t we start heading home, you don’t look to well Liv.” “I’m fine i don’t need you to be a mom right now, why don’t you go you never fit in anyways, and don’t say that i don’t ‘look good’ for all i know your probably just jealous.” I knew right after i said it that i screwed up but it was too late. “ You know what, im done trying to be a good friend, i will go home and good luck trying to get home like that, maybe one of your new ‘friends’ can sober up before driving.” she left in tears running towards the woods. “Whoa whats up her ass!” Billy laughed and began kissing my neck but i just stood there in shock and a dazed confusion.

          Later that night Billy and i had made our way to Steve’s couch while tommy and carol took a spare bedroom and Steve led Nancy to his room. I had a feeling of what was going to happen but i was not in my right mind to fully stop it. He leaned in and starting kissing me slow then it suddenly turned harsh and passionate, i could feel his hands making there way up my thigh and i let out a small gasp. “Hey im not sure i wanna take this that far“ i mumbled against his lips but he ignored me and just kept going further up. I heard a faint scream and broke the kiss. “Did you hear that?” “Hear what doll, the only thing i wanna be hearing is you moaning my name.” he smirked then slowly went in again and then bit my bottom lip slowly. Little did i know that it was barb coming back to drive us home since she was actually a good friend who cared for us regardless and not just someone who was only trying to get in my pants. “ Billy i dont know about this” “Oh cmon your just shy but ill be gentle and then all youll feel will be pure bliss” he then lowered me on my back and made his way down by kissing me in every spot that sent chills to my body so i let go and just went with it.

          The next day Barb wasnt at school and nanc and i just thought that she was just mad at us but as a week went by we were beyond worried untill 2 days ago when we heard about her on the news, thats when our worried hearts turned into broken grieving hearts. The only good thing was that news report landed on a saturday and i could be a wreck the whole weekend and process things before heading back to school. Thats when things got crazy and people started suspecting her best friends and the sad truth was that i knew something others didnt, this slight piece of evidence could make everybody i care about turn on me.

                “And thats how it all went down Dean, I know i sound absolutely terrible but i want justice for barb.” He was looking at me with wide eyes and a dreamy gaze but i couldnt quite make out what he was thinking. “Wow olivia im shocked but so happy you told me, everything will get better from here on out” he gave me a reassuring smile and leaded me back to class and he happened to casually lay his hand on my waist and guide me, then whispered i think you sounded like a strong and beautiful girl for what you had to go through but im also gonna sound like a douche when i say this but im glad you didnt go after your friend cause it might have gotten you too and i wouldnt be able to meet the strong and beautiful girl standing right in front of me.” i blushed like crazy before walking into the class, once again all eyes were on me and Dean noticed so decided to do something about that. He walked in and said, “Every body should know that your classmate Olivia has helped this case tremendously and you all should give her a smile the next time you see her” “ i should be seeing you around miss hopper” he smiled and winked at you in a professional manner but you could tell it was far from that.

                  A week has past and your uncle hopper went away for a couple of days to solve this case with the winchester brothers, leaving you to watch El. Today she went to go hangout with her bunch while you stayed home and catched up on some vampire diaries. *knock knock* i was shocked to hear a knock on my door, maybe my uncle came back early i thought. I get up from my comfy spot and open the door to a pleasant surprise. “Dean!! how are you? we haven’t spoken in a while and i thought you were supposed to be with my uncle” i was confused yet happy since all my memories had been good with dean and i trusted him on something that meant so much to me. “ Well your uncle asked either me or my brother to check up on you and i happily agreed” he flashed his dazling smile and walked in. I sat on the couch and he sat next to me, for the past few hours we caught up and got to know each other on a whole other level, it was like weve always knew each other and time seemed to fly. I showed him my room and my personal things including some secrets. “ Ive always wanted to tell you this but i think your absolutely gorgeous.” he kept his beautiful blue eyes latched on me and leaned in for a kiss.I went in and soon enough we were naked on my bed over heated and satisfied. “You can spend the night” i said smiling at him with my fingers tracing his bare abs. “Im sure theyve got this covered for tonight” he smiled down at me and kissed my forhead, then we fell asleep in an instant.

              The next morning was amazing, waking up to a shirtless sexy Dean was priceless and epecially getting to watch his cute face sleep. He woke up with a smile and said “ Mornin gorgeous, how did you sleep, i know i slept well with you by my side” he pecked my lips “I could say the same” I got up to kiss him more passionalty and put some clothes on in the bathroom but as i was leaving i felt his eyes heavy on my naked body. I shut the door and got dressed but i stayed in the bathroom because i heard my uncle enter my room screaming his head off! Dean was shook and got up fast trying to defend himself while my uncle was saying “I cant belive you!! i practically told you to babysit her for a few hours and i come home to you naked in her bed doing who knows what! time to leave Mr.Wrong, youve helped enough. As i finished getting ready i walked out with shame all over my face and my uncle telling me to go for somebody my own age.