#steve harrington x artsy!reader

[astermath]

my muse.

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: a short oneshot of steve's girlfriend painting him, and him being able to see his own beauty through your eyes.

word count: 1.1K

notes: got this cute idea out of nowhere, thought maybe steve would like to know how beautiful others think he is.

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“Is it done yet?”

Steve sits on a stool in front of the window in your atelier. The slowly dimming light of the sun setting illuminates him from the back, the lamp you have set up besides you letting you see him from the front.

“Almost Stevie, be patient.”

He’s been sitting perfectly still for over an hour. An admirable feat, to be honest. He’s not usually one for sitting idly at all, always fidgeting one way or another or wanting to move about.

But he’s been doing quite well. He wants to do well. For you. So you can do your thing.

He’s been secretly wanting to do this ever since he’s seen your paintings. You’re incredibly talented, something between a Monet and a Renoir. An incredible eye for colour and composition, but most of all, you like to paint people.

You do a hell of a job at capturing someone’s likeness, even through the lens of an impressionistic art style. Steve is sure you’ll make it big with your art one day. You told him most painters only get famous after they die, and that didn’t exactly sit well with him. He'd rather have you alive and famous, but mostly the first part.

You’d been going through a bit of an art block, and so you’ve went through your old sketchbooks. You realised there is a surprising, almost embarrassing, amount of drawings of your boyfriend in there. Like… Pages, upon pages. You’ve always thought he has this effortless, beautiful air about him that just made every pose look like it should be captured onto paper forever.

When you asked him if he wanted to model for your next painting, Steve's heart nearly leapt out of his chest. He's always adored your art, supporting you and your passion every step of the way, so to be immortalised on one of your canvases is a huge honour to him.

He was a bit nervous though. He knows you think he's the prettiest boy alive, and though he does think he's serviceable, he's not sure if he's painting worthy.

Still, who is he to deny his sweet girl of using him as a reference?

At first, it was hard. How in god's name do you capture someone as beautiful and complex as Steve Harrington onto something as simple as a blank canvas? You want it to be perfect. You want it to reflect the type of person he is. You want the adoring glint in those gorgeous brown eyes to come through, the dimple in his cheek when he smiles, the constellations of freckles and moles gracing his skin. In a sense, it has to be your best piece yet.

"Alright," you lean back for what feels like the hundredth time already, getting a good look at your work. You take a moment, deciding not to let your nerves get the best of you and not overthink it. The urge is there, but you'd feel awful about letting your boyfriend sit there for yet another hour.

"I think... I think I'm done." you put down your brush, clasping your paint clad hands together in your lap.

Steve perks up in that adorable way he tends to do when he's curious. "Really? Can I come see?"

You bite your lip, unsure once again if the painting truly reflects the beauty of its subject. You sigh, knowing nothing probably ever will. You nod, lifting your hand so you can beckon him over.

He can barely contain his excitement, breaking into a little jog as he makes his way over to you. His arm drapes over your shoulders as he positions himself besides you.

"Woah..." His eyes widen as he takes it all in. The entire artwork exudes warmth. A mix of yellows, oranges and pinks surround him in the way a beautiful sunset would, and his smile looks as if it could cure anything. The brush strokes are a bit experimental, but not messy. Nothing is accidental, every placement and detail has a reason. A purpose.

You nibble on the back of your finger, anxiously awaiting his approval. You find that the longer you look at your art, the more flaws you notice. Now you're conflicted. You just want to do Steve's pretty face justice.

"D'you like it?" You look at him, all nervous.

But Steve looks like he has stars in his eyes. And tears. Yeah, he's definitely about to cry.

"Stevie? You okay?"

He blinks a few times, a stray tear rolling over his cheek as he clears his throat. "Yeah, I, uhm-- wow, it's-- it's beautiful." He looks at you, those pretty eyes he loves, all confused at him.

"Are you sure?" you smile a little sheepishly.

"Peach..." He leans in and presses a kiss to your head. "I love it. It's beautiful. It's just, I... I'm amazed you think I'm so beautiful too."

"I just painted what I saw. 'N what you make me feel."

Steve feels like he's going to melt, your words fulfilling every bit of his loving fantasies. You don't even mean to, and yet you know exactly what to say to pull on his heartstrings.

"Makes me feel so appreciated. Thank you baby, I love it." He grins, all boyish excitement.

"Yeah, I love it too... I think this one's my favourite, actually." You look up and capture Steve's lips in yours in a chaste kiss. "Might have to frame it, hm?"

"I have a better idea."

"I'm listenin'."

"Could you paint the two of us? Like on that polaroid in my wallet?"

He's referring to the polaroid you took when you first met. It was a party, and you were both fairly inebriated. Somehow, you'd started talking, and you hadn't left each other's side all night, leaving the dancing to the others and instead opting to entertain each other. Robin captured the moment the two of you were stuck in a laughing fit together, and Steve has kept it in his wallet ever since. It warms your heart to know he's kept you with him even far before you two got together.

"Yeah, I can do that. What do I get in return?" You smile, faces so close your noses are still rubbing together.

"One million kisses."

"Hmm..."

"Two million kisses."

"You drive a hard bargain, Harrington."

"Three?"

"Sold."

"Sold."

"Good." you peck his lips, "better start that down payment now."

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Library MeetCute

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Hinted Plus!Sizereader

Warning: Y/N use, mentions reader being plus size but not heavily expanded upon

Summary: You're artsy and chubby. All you were trying to do is study in the library. Why does Steve want to sit with you? Will something come from this?

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The library smells like dust and old paper, one of your favorite scents in the world. It’s a quiet sanctuary away from the gray, drizzly Hawkins day outside, and you’ve taken over a corner table with your research. Stacks of books surround you: art theory, nature photography, and one random volume on the history of Indiana for inspiration. Your sketchpad lies open, a pencil resting between its pages as you mull over ideas for the mural you’ve been commissioned to paint at the park near the middle school.

You adjust in your chair, feeling the fabric of your favorite oversized sweater shift against your skin. It’s one of those pieces of clothing that makes you feel good—soft, comforting, and paired perfectly with your black leggings. You tug at the hem instinctively, more out of habit than self-consciousness.

“Uh, excuse me?”

The voice catches you off guard. You glance up and freeze. Standing there, holding a slightly battered book, is none other than Steve Harrington.

You know him, of course. Everyone in Hawkins does. Former King of Hawkins High, current co-manager of Family Video, and resident heartthrob—even if his popularity has taken on a more grounded, approachable vibe over the years. He looks… well, a little frazzled. His hair, that famous Harrington mane, is still artfully messy, and his jeans are just tight enough to hint at his athletic frame. But there’s something in his expression—a mix of sheepishness and determination—that makes you blink.

“Mind if I sit here?” he asks, gesturing to the chair across from you. His voice is casual, but there’s a politeness in it you don’t expect.

“Uh… sure. Go ahead,” you say, scooping up your pencil and pulling your books closer to make room.

“Thanks,” he says, sliding into the chair. He sets the book down—a DIY guide to car repair—and glances at you briefly before flipping it open.

You try to go back to your sketchpad, but it’s impossible. Steve Harrington is sitting across from you, and your brain won’t stop supplying unhelpful commentary. What’s he doing in a library? Doesn’t he have better places to be? And why does he look like he’s actually trying to read that book?

After a few minutes, he clears his throat, looking up. “So… what’s all this?” He gestures to your table, his tone genuinely curious.

You glance at the mess of books, feeling a twinge of self-consciousness. “Oh, uh, it’s for a mural project. I’m painting something for the park, and I’m trying to come up with ideas.”

His eyebrows lift, and a smile tugs at his lips. “That’s awesome. I didn’t know Hawkins had stuff like that.”

“It doesn’t, usually,” you admit with a shrug. “It’s just something I’m doing to brighten the place up a little. It’s… not exactly a thriving metropolis.”

Steve chuckles at that, a sound that’s warm and surprisingly disarming. “Yeah, no kidding. Good for you, though. Hawkins could use some color.”

For a moment, you let yourself feel proud. He means it—you can tell from his tone.

“What about you?” you ask, nodding toward his book. “Fixing up a car?”

“Trying to,” he says, scratching the back of his neck. “The Beemer’s been acting up, and, uh… mechanics are expensive. Figured I’d give it a shot myself.”

You tilt your head, studying him. “That’s impressive. Most people wouldn’t even bother.”

He laughs, leaning back in his chair. “Yeah, well, desperation’s a hell of a motivator. I’ll probably break it even more, knowing my luck.”

You smile, relaxing a little. He’s not what you expected. Not at all.

The rain picks up outside, a steady drumming against the windows. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and you glance at the clock, realizing how much time has passed.

“Great,” you mutter, more to yourself than anyone. “Didn’t bring an umbrella.”

“Same here,” Steve says, glancing at the rain. Then, as if on cue, he looks back at you with an idea forming on his face. “Hey, I could give you a ride. You know, if you don’t mind waiting for me to figure out my car situation first.”

Your eyes widen slightly. “You’d do that?”

“Yeah, why not?” He grins, boyish and easy. “Can’t let you walk home in this.”

Your instinct is to say no. After all, you’re you—curvy, artsy, and quieter than most—and he’s Steve Harrington. You’ve never been the type to attract someone like him. But he’s offering, and the sincerity in his voice makes you pause.

“Okay,” you say finally. “Thanks.”

Somehow, Steve’s car starts without much trouble. The leather seat creaks under you as you settle in, acutely aware of how much space you take up compared to his lanky frame. He doesn’t seem to notice, though.

“So,” he says as he pulls onto the road, “what’s the mural gonna be?”

You explain your vision—a vibrant scene of local nature, full of life and color. You talk about wanting to inspire the kids who play at the park, giving them something to look at that feels magical.

“That’s really cool,” he says, his voice full of genuine admiration. “If you ever need help, let me know. I’m not great with art, but I can hold a paintbrush.”

You laugh softly. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

The conversation flows easily after that, and by the time he pulls up to your apartment, you’ve forgotten to feel awkward.

“Thanks for the ride,” you say, turning to him with a small smile. “And for not making it weird.”

He grins, leaning one arm against the steering wheel. “Weird? Me? Never.”

You laugh again, feeling a warmth that has nothing to do with the heater. As you step out of the car, he calls after you.

“Hey,” he says, his voice softer. “If you ever want to hang out—or need more help with the mural—just let me know, okay?”

You nod, your cheeks warm despite the chilly rain. “I will. Thanks, Steve.”

As you walk up to your building, you can’t help but smile to yourself. Maybe today wasn’t so gray after all.

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There's an us now.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader (no physical descriptions, BUT reader is Robin's best friend which is major plot point)

Summary: Steve and Y/N start to develop feelings for each other yet there are a few obstacles they are scared of dealing with (again, i'm the worst at summarys)

Word count: 4.1k (eye- she's a long one)

Warnings: Enemies to lovers kind of trope, pretty much a teen movie vibe, angsty?? agruments, douchey behaviour, fluff in there. Some curse words. (English is NOT my first language)

A/N: Hi! So, I've been working on this for a few weeks but idk how good it is. My work is never proof read....so....should probably warn that too. Anyway i'm posting it bc still in my “based on Pacey Witter” era…so yeah- hope you guys enjoy! <3 thank you so much for reading my other fics inspired by the dawson's creek show too!

READ PART 2 HERE

Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again?

Well, it all started a couple of weeks ago...

Y/N found a pay phone and called Steve after a failed night out. But I should probably tell you why she called Steve or better yet, how she met Steve.

Y/N has been Robin's best friend since they were five years old. It is your classic "I hope our kids become best friends" type of story. And of course, they did. Y/N was always the quiet kid in school; until she met hyper little Robin. It pretty much started with a simple "Wanna come play with me? I brought my new pet rocks!" and well, how could Y/N say no to that? From that moment on it was them against the world. Sure, they only had each other but that was more than enough.

And let's remember that nothing ever came between them, I mean, the way they love one another is something anyone should be jealous of. And when Robin was understanding her identity and felt scared about her own feelings and how others would react, she never hesitated to tell Y/N about them, she knew she would never judge her and that there wasn't anything they wouldn't do for each other. They were family after all.

But then came the year 1985.

Y/N and Robin were supposed to get summer jobs so they could save up for college and move in together. It has been their dream since they were twelve. Them against the artsy city of New York. Therefore, Y/N started working at the coffee shop near the new mall and Robin at the ice cream shop in the new mall. And that's when it all started to change. Maybe that's a bit dramatic, but we should probably continue with the fact that Steve "The hair" Harrington was Robin's co-worker at Scoops Ahoy.

If we thought Robin and Steve didn't get along or in better words, find each other's company annoying, Y/N and Steve had nothing on them. They could barely stand each other, always bickering and calling each other names. Many said it was because there was too much sexual tension but they would say it was pure loathing. Again, dramatic, but that's how it felt at the time.

When Robin and Steve finally became friends, they went to visit Y/N at the coffee shop. Steve protested but he could never win an argument against Robin. Y/N saw Robin and immediately started smiling, that was until she saw Steve with her of course, her smile turned into a frown with an annoyed look on her face, but what could she do? they were also best friends now. So, when they all sat in the modern coffee shop waiting for Y/N to start her shift, that's when she saw what she thought was one of the most handsome men she has ever seen. So she stopped listening to whatever argument Steve and Robin were having today.

"So, what do you think Y/N?" said Robin hoping her friend would back her up.

"Y/N? Earth to Y/N." Steve started shaking his hand in front of her face making her wake up from her daydreaming.

"What?" she said with a face none of them recognized on her but Steve still tried to figure out.

Robin looked in the direction Y/N was daydreaming and noticed the guy waiting in line. "Who is that?"

"Who's who?" Y/N said hoping that it sounded cool enough for them to not ask any more questions or better yet, to not embarrass her.

"Uh...the guy who's breaking your neck?" said Steve with an amused face.

"Could it be? Y/N is finally noticing the opposite sex?"

Y/N frowned for what felt like eight times that day. "Bite me, Steve." she deadpanned.

Steve could only smirk at that and couldn't help but tease a little more. "Um, excuse me, young man! This woman here thinks you're very attractive!"

Y/N widen her eyes and put her hand on Steve's mouth so he would stop talking. "You asshole!"

The guy in the white shirt turned around and locked eyes with Y/N and he couldn't help but smile at her.

After Y/N returned the smile and saw the guy walking in, she turned to Steve with an entirely different facial expression.

"I'm going to kill you, one night in your sleep, a slit throat, maybe, or a screwdriver to your temple. Be ready." that's when she got up and left.

And of course, Robin just stayed there confused about what just happened in the last minute.

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Later, Y/N and the guy in the white shirt, which turned out to have a name, Scott, became Y/N's first real boyfriend. And it was nice... for a couple of months until they broke up because Scott thought they needed time apart. Yeah, pretty shitty. But that leads us to this:

The party was throwing a get-together and of course, Robin, Steve, and Y/N were invited, even Vickie, Robin's current crush. But Y/N didn't show. She was still in her depression stage. And Robin being the best friend she was tried almost everything to make her feel better but Y/N was convinced she was in love with Scott and that's why it hurt so much so... Robin's last resource believe it or not was Steve Harrington. He was a great listener and an amazing friend when he wanted to be... so Robin decided to ask him a favour.

"You should have seen her...Steve...I need to know that she's okay. Could you talk to her and watch over her for a while?" said Robin sweetly hoping to convince him.

"Oh no, no, no, no." Steve chuckled nervously at the request. Y/N hated his guts how was he supposed to do that?

"She needs someone Steve, not that she would ever admit it."

Steve started making this "I really don't want to do this” face, like when someone asks you to do the dishes or something but how could he say no to Robin? It was scientifically impossible.

"You would be doing it as a favour to me, please." She begged. She never begged. So with that, Steve accepted.

Later that day, it was Steve's first attempt at standing by Y/N's side as long as she needed someone. That much he knew.

While Y/N was crying by herself like one does and having the biggest pity party, she couldn't help but notice the figure of a man, a man with a very distinguished haircut.

"Ahoy there! Anyone on the shore?" said Steve. Yeah, don't know what he expected with that. I blame it on the nerves.

"What are you doing here?" Yep. She sounded annoyed between those sniffs.

"It's the damnest thing, I just got into my car and magically drifted to your house."

"Yeah well, magically drift any closer and I'll kill you" Yeah...she loved giving him death threats.

"You know, I almost believed that..." said Steve.

Y/N looked at Steve while he sat next to her and notice that smug smile he did when he tried to be nice. "She told you didn't she?"

He nervously sighed. "What do you think?"

"I think I hate you both."

"Well you really gonna hate me when you hear what I got to say...he did the right thing, Scott, I mean."

That made Y/N look his way again but this time with a confused expression, waiting for him to continue. "You both need to be apart right now."

"How would you know what I need?" answered Y/N with a very dry tone.

"Yeah..." Steve scoffed. "You know, you're probably right. How could I possibly know how hard it is to let somebody go right? The pain of knowing that even though you're right for each other, that doesn't necessarily mean you're right for each other right now. What would I know about that right?"

Y/N closed her eyes and hoped the tears would stop coming out. But of course, she never was that lucky.

"Of all the people to see me like this, it had to be you." She finally answered, wipping her tears.

Steve chuckled. "Well you know, it's a new year, who knows, you and I might even become friends."

Y/N glared at him. "Steve, I'm upset enough as it is."

Steve smiled and put his armed around Y/N hoping it would bring her comfort somehow and when she didn't move, flinch or punch him he had this warm feeling inside which only grew when she started crying on his shoulder, seeking that comfort.

And that is the how and why that made Y/N call Steve that night. Somehow thanks to Robin and that shitty breakup with Scott.

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So, anyway, back to the day it all changed for the two of them.

Y/N waited for Steve to pick her up and hoped he wouldn't ask any questions. But then again, when did he not?

"Hey, so what happened?" Steve asked of course.

"Nothing happened." Y/N just wanted to go home and change from the fancy outfit that she now found stupid.

Steve only felt more curious. "You got bored? you got homesick? you finally ripped off his rubber mask and revealed his true alien features? what?"

"I don't want to talk about it." she couldn't get more clear than that.

The boy scoffed in fake offense. "Oh well, forgive me if I'm having a little bit of trouble with the “no questions asked” part."

By then, they both got in the car and Steve started driving for what felt like an eternity but Y/N couldn't stand to be in that place any longer.

"So, are you ever gonna speak again? come on Y/N, say something."

Y/N with a short temper finally answered what she was hoping to avoid. "What do you want me to say Steve? “You were right”? you were right okay? right as always. Steve Harrington, the only person in my life who ever speaks the truth." she said with a fake smile.

Steve found that ironic, you know, because of the fact that with time he started developing feelings for the Y/H/C girl. But that's a story for another day.

"That's not entirely accurate." he mumbled.

"Well, you told me what was going to happen."

"Which was what Y/N/N? what happened up there?"

Steve truly just wanted to help. He couldn't stand to see her sad, he just wanted to take all her pain away all the time, even for the smallest thing, he just wanted her to be happy.

"There was another girl." said Y/N taking Steve out of his thoughts.

"Oh…I'm sorry Y/N/N." Even though he secretly wished she would be with him, he truly was sorry.

"You know, the whole time that I was watching them I just kept thinking, this is it. This is real. Just like Steve said. This is the real thing. And it reminded me once again what exactly I don't have."

Again, Steve thought this conversation was just ironic, making him want to profess his undying love for her, but he decided to keep it vague. He couldn't risk the friendship they had developed and of course, the promise he made to Robin, the "off limits" promise as he likes to call it.

"You keep looking and you'll find it." smooth Steve, smooth.

Y/N obviously didn't get the hint "I won't. I mean isn't that obvious by now? I'm not meant to."

How dramatic could she be? "Why? because you're 18 and alone? come on…"

"No, because I'm 18 and in my entire life there have been two people that actually know me Steve. Robin and-"

"This Tobey guy didn't know you, alright? I don't care how you felt about him Y/N/N, he didn't know you because if he did, he would never have walked away." that Steve got worked up over her last choice of words was an understatement.

"I was going to say you, Steve." Y/N sighed.

Steve took a deep breath and consider his options hoping he wouldn't regret them later. Which made him pull over at the side of the road.

"Have you totally lost it?" Y/N panicked at the sudden change.

"Nope. Not totally. Not yet." Steve said getting out of the car.

Y/N was stunned by that but she mimicked Steve's actions and followed him.

Steve started pacing around becoming more nervous by the second. "Okay, what did you mean by that?"

Y/N was trying to figure out what the hell was happening right now. "By what?" she questioned.

"About me knowing you better than anybody else."

"Exactly what I said Steve. You know me, okay? and in a way that nobody else besides Robin ever has-"

Steve was starting to lose his patience, Y/N's oblivious nature frustrated him sometimes. "We're not talking about Robin right now, we're talking about me. I mean you can't keep up doing this to me, Y/L/N." he let out a breath he didn't realize he was kinda holding in.

Y/N was officially confused "Doing what?! what so I count on you and tell you secrets and suddenly-"

"And you call me in the middle of the night to pick you up, why?" Did he have to spell it out for her? It wouldn't surprise him if he did.

"I'm sorry that I called, I thought that I-"

"I'm not mad that you called me, I just want to know why you called me."

"You were the first person that I thought of Steve."

"And what does that mean Y/N/N?" This is it. This has to be it, thought Steve.

"It- it means…I guess it means that I can talk to you and that you're there for me."

Yeah, it wasn't, clearly, he would need to show her and that clueless mind of hers. "Don't you ever get tired of talking?" said Steve barely holding his thoughts together.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows so hard one would think they would have stayed like that forever. "No. No, I don't get tired of talking. I don't- no."

"I don't want to talk anymore."

"What are you trying to say, Steve? why are we standing here? I don't-"

Steve thought it was now or never. He rushed over to her, closing the remaining gap between them, and gave her the most tender yet passionate kiss either of them had ever experienced. Y/N was taken by surprise and at first, was in shock until she couldn't help it and melted into his lips and his embrace. It was heavenly after all.

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One week later.

Everyone was waiting for Steve's birthday party. He complained but everyone was so persistent with doing something nice for him and the fact that they also crave some normal, monster-free activities.

"Oh, hey, look. There's Robin and Vickie." said Max with relief.

Lucas noticed. "Got the champagne?"

Robin smiled proudly at her accomplishment of getting the drinks while moving the bottle in the air. "Right here. Oop! Whoa. That was almost a disaster." she then took the bottle with both hands to prevent an accident that would end with the party not having some type of alcohol.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey." said the kids in unison. Pretty weird if you ask Robin.

"So, uh, where's Y/N? I thought she was coming with us." asked Max.

"She, uh, wanted to stop at the library and plow through that watergate history assignment."

Or....at least that's what she told Robin.

Because meanwhile in Steve's bedroom. A heavy makeout session was in the process. That has been happening a lot lately. And with a lot, I mean every day. Whenever they saw each other, they couldn't help but feel the deep attraction that was unlocked after that surprise kiss one week ago.

"Come on. Let's go, Steve." said Y/N between needy, sloppy kisses.

Steve only hummed and carried her to his desk so they could be more comfortable.

"It's your birthday party we're planning on going to." Y/N kept trying.

Finally, Steve found the strength to answer. "I have a birthday party?" he said mocking surprise.

"Mmm." the kisses just kept getting more determined which alarmed Y/N.

"No, we have to stop this. It's wrong." said Y/N with a whiny voice.

Steve was only partially listening. "Yes. Dead wrong."

While the brunette boy started kissing her neck, in between the pleasure she felt her overthinking mind also stepped in.

"Steve. Look, we've been in denial all week." she said moving him back a little so he would look at her.

"I mean, when we're around other people, we pretend like nothing's changed, and then the minute we're alone, it turns into this."

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. He truly was interested in what Y/N would say their relationship now was. "This what?"

Y/N thought for a second. "Well, this…embarrassing grope fest."

Steve hummed in agreement. "Yeah, I guess this is kind of embarrassing, huh? Especially for you, given how much you protested." he kissed her again.

Y/N kissed him back but then pulled him away smiling playfully. "I did not protest."

"You did too."

The kissing didn't stop until Steve backed down after his own overthinking.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait."

"What?" questioned Y/N.

Steve sighed. "I gotta tell her, Y/N/N. We do. We gotta tell her as soon as possible, because the longer we wait, Y/N/N, the worse it gets."

Y/N shook her head. "No, Steve. I've tried. I've tried plenty of times to--"

"Every time I see Robin now, I just feel like--"

"You don't have to bother filling in the expletive, okay?" said Y/N in a low voice.

"I mean, this isn't exactly the easiest thing I've ever had to do, Steve-- telling Robin that while she wasn't looking, I developed this bizarre gravitational pull towards her best friend, and I can't stop thinking about him or wanting to be near him or wanting to kiss him, all the time." And, the kissing started again. It was undeniable,

"I'll do it. I'll tell her." said Steve looking deep into her Y/E/C eyes to let her know he was serious.

Y/N thought about it for a second but then she shook her head again. "No, I can't let you do that. It's--this is my responsibility."

"Y/N/N, it's not your responsibility. I'm the one that started this, remember? I'm the one that got you into this situation. And, frankly, the only way that I want to save my friendship with Robin is to be completely honest with her, so I gotta do this. All I need is one day. Just one day."

Y/N decided to trust him. "One day."

"Yes." said Steve while kissing her forehead. "One day."

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Steve waited outside Robin's window, hoping the strength to get in and see her would arrive. To many, this would seem a bit dramatic but given Steve's history with girls, Robin didn't want Y/N to be one of them and end up getting hurt, or, even the other way around. She hoped that it was possible for one straight boy and girl to remain only friends.

Taking him out of his thoughts, Steve noticed Nancy walking toward him.

"Hey."

"Hey, Steve." she said with an empathic voice.

She was the only one that knew what was going on between Y/N and Steve after Y/N needed some serious girl talk, she of course didn't mention Steve's name but Nancy figured it out in no time.

"Nobody home?"

"I don't know, actually." Steve mumbled.

"Could knock and find out."

Steve finally looked at her. "I could just walk right in, you know. They never lock it. I've been coming here, just walking right through the front door, making myself at home."

Nancy hummed at his response and notice how nervous he was. "She wants to be with you, Steve. She does." she said talking about Y/N of course.

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. "And you know this how?"

"Told me so this morning."

"Why am I not happy to hear that right now?" said Steve with a dry nervous chuckle.

"Well, because right now you've gotta walk through that front door and tell your best friend that the only girl in the universe she asked you to stay away from…"

"Is the same one that I can’t live without." Steve sighed.

"Yeah." said Nancy in an almost whisper-type voice feeling sorry for him.

"I've had this conversation with her in my head a thousand times."

"Yeah? how's it go?" said Nancy smiling a little.

"Oh, you know, Robin saying something along the lines of…"Vaya con Dios, Steve." She deserves a shot at being happy. Now…why don't you give it a try?"

Nancy kept smiling and nodding."It could happen. Just minus the spanish part."

Steve chuckled. "Yeah."

That was the first failed attempt at telling Robin the secret that was eating both of her best friends up.

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Steve entered his house remembering he was also going to meet with Dustin.

Just two seconds later he noticed the curly hair boy. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Henderson, I'm sorry. Look, me and Y/N came to a really important decision." Oh right, Dustin also knew about Steve and Y/N little love fest.

Dustin looked surprised. "Woah woah woah wait, since when are you and Y/N deciding anything?"

Steve grinned. "You're gonna like this one, 'cause it turns out you were right. She's into me, man. That's why she got so freaked out when I kissed her."

"Really?" said Dustin with a doubtful tone.

"Yeah."

"So, then you told Robin?" Of course, he was going to ask that.

"Uh…no, not exactly. That's what I was trying to do all morning, Henderson. Remember the little errand that I had to run, but it just…turned into this wild goose chase, and… I didn't think it was going to take that long. I'm sorry."

Dustin decided to give him a piece of his mind now that things seemed to be getting more complicated.

"Look. Telling Robin that you kissed Y/N in a moment of weakness is a hell of a lot different than sneaking around with her behind her back, don't you think?" Dustin then sighed at Steve's sad eyes.

"Look, Steve, at the end of the day, Y/N and Robin, they're gonna stay friends or whatever it is that they are, and you're gonna end up alone. All right? no girlfriend, no friend, just completely and utterly alone. Think about it. I was right before, wasn't I?"

Even though it sounded cruel, they all know how sensitive the topic was for Robin. The party of course would support them and probably say "fucking finally" but Robin...she was in denial of all that chemistry.

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Steve was walking to Robin's house determined on telling her and not backing down like earlier. But behind him running, was Y/N trying to catch him before he entered.

"Hey." Y/N grabbed his wrist and pulled this worried expression. She seemed upset too.

"Hey. Hey, Y/N/N, what's wrong?" said Steve while he hugged her trying to calm her breathing.

“Look, Steve…we can’t do this okay?"

"Can’t do what?" Steve questioned nerviously.

"I have to be the one to tell her, okay? I mean, things are really complicated between me and Robin, and it has nothing to do with you, it's just…look it has to come from me or else it is going to ruin everything." she said with the most anxious tone Steve had ever seen Y/N carry.

"Okay, okay, that's okay. Just calm down Y/N/N, it's alright. We'll do whatever you want to do okay?" he hugged her again.

"A sign of what?"

Steve decided to keep talking and see if that would calm her a little.

"I mean, you wanna know God's honest truths? I've been in the process of chickening out the whole way over here." he said chuckling lightly.

That only made Y/N overthink even more.

"Maybe is a sign, Steve."

Y/N didn't know if she should continue honestly but she thought Steve deserved the truth.

"It's just that for so long, she's been everything to me Steve, I mean this girl has been my family when I hadn't had one, and she's the one person in my life who I can always depend on and this, this is gonna kill her."

Steve then sighed, realizing something. "You never had any intention of telling her, did ya?" he then smiled. "You didn't come here tonight to tell her, you came here to stop me from doing-"

Y/N quickly cutted him off shaking her head. "No, I tried to tell her, I went up there and I tried-"

"Of course, you did but, let me guess, you failed right?"

After that Robin came out of the house. It seemed they weren't as discrete and quiet as they thought.

"I thought I heard something out here." she deadpanned.

FEEDBACK IS GREATLY APPRECIATED <3

so.... yeah. thinking of making part 2??

[theemporium]

Hey! Could you maybe write a Steve x reader where the reader is one of robins past crush and Steve meets her not knowing that and fell in love with her (ending up to you)

hiya lovely! thank you for the request, i hope you enjoy🖤

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Steve Harrington didn’t believe in love at first sight until he saw you. 

He thought it was childish and stupid and downright unbelievable. It was just one of those phrases people threw around to make their story seem romantic and cute—but nobody actually means love at first sight. They couldn’t. 

He would need more than his own two hands to count the amount of times he had teased Robin about using the phrase before. When she would see a pretty girl at the local supermarket, or the gorgeous tattoo artist in the town over. Or even Tammy fucking Thompson of all people.

Steve teased her relentlessly over the fact she would fall in love with the next person who walked through the door.

And then, the bell rang and it was you who walked in Family Video that Saturday afternoon. 

Steve was speechless and flustered and found himself unable to even login to the system to look up your name before Robin nudged him to the side, flashed you a smile and said your name before you even opened your mouth. He had watched the interaction in a blur, trying to focus on the conversation but seeming lost in his own daydreams until you left the store. 

“You know her?” The words tumbled out of his mouth just as the store door shut. 

“Yeah,” Robin said as she flashed Steve an amused look over her shoulder. “We shared a few classes together in sophomore year.” 

Steve waved his hand, urging her to say more. 

The grin on her face was one he wouldn’t forget. “She’s the artsy one from Señorita Gomez’s class.” 

Robin and Steve had spent one shift going through the list of their past crushes and conquests, joking around and passing the time on a slow Tuesday morning. Steve always seemed to have something against every single one of her crushes, making small jabs or adamantly claiming she could do much better. 

So the irony that Steve started to get the heart eyes for one of her past, small time crushes was not lost on her. 

The shoe was on the other foot now, and Robin found herself coming up with different excuses to have you pop by the shop. She would claim she needed extra help in history and that was the only free time she got between customers, or she would tell you about a movie she swears you would enjoy that she put to the side just for you.

Just any excuse for you to come into the store and for her to hide away in the staffroom so she could watch Steve make an absolute fool of himself through the security cameras. 

“Hey Stevie,” you smiled at him as you entered the store, the tip of your nose tinted pink with the colder weather starting to settle into Hawkins. “How’s my second favourite movie buff?” 

“I, uh, good. So good. Very, very good,” Steve managed to spit out as he quickly stood up from where he was leaning against the counter, his own cheeks tinted a similar shade of pink at the little nickname you gave him. 

Your smile widened. “Think a girl can ask for some movie recommendations then?” 

“Anything for you,” he blurted out, pausing for a short moment when his words caught up to him. But just before you even got the chance to say anything, he was jumping over the counter and making his way towards the aisles of movies to distract himself—and hopefully you. “What are you in the mood for?” 

“Hm, surprise me, Harrington,” you said as you followed him between the isles, big eyes looking at all the covers and titles. “I’m in the mood for something new.” 

Steve cleared his throat a little, a small smile on his lips. “Finally dropping the horror movies?” 

“Thrillers,” you corrected him with a look before shrugging. “Thought it was time to broaden my horizons, see what the norm is for a girl my age.” 

His smile widened. “I’ve got a classic for you then.” 

You quickly followed him to a different aisle where he proudly presented his choice of movie. “Risky Business? I’ve heard of Risky Business.” 

“But have you watched it?” Steve countered. 

“You have a fair point, Harrington, I’ll take it.” 

Steve rang up the movie, typing your details into the system almost like he had them memorised—in a totally non-creepy way, of course. He wrote up a slip with a return date and handed you the tape, suddenly a little deflated at the fact you’d be leaving now.

“You’re gonna love it,” he said with a small nod of his head. 

“I sure hope so, otherwise I’m blaming you,” you teased lightly before taking the tape, slipping it into your bag and making your way to the store entrance. However, just before you left, you looked over your shoulder and grinned at him. “Friday at seven work for you?” 

Steve blinked. “What?” 

“For the movie,” you said like it was obvious, enjoying the way his expression morphed into one of realisation. “I need my resident movie buff with me.” 

“I—shit, yeah…yeah! Seven works for me, it’s great….perfect even!” he sputtered out, waving his hands around in some hopes of playing it off normal.

You grinned. “It’s a date, Stevie.”

Steve couldn’t even bring himself to care when Robin slipped out of the staffroom, cackling so loud as she mimicked and poked fun at him. Nothing could bring his mood down now that he scored a date with you.

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[xxhornyonmainxx]

I saw you were taking smut requests could I request a Steve one where single dad Steve falls for the nanny? X

After Dark

Pairing: Steve Harrington X Fem!Reader

Warning: oral(fem receiving), mentions of penetrative sex, late night confessions, masturbation

An: I normally write porn without plot, but this idea was so cute, I couldn’t help myself<3

You were working your ass off, trying desperately to chip at your ever increasing student loans. From customer service to dog walking to tutoring, you were doing every job you could get your hands on. Things needed to change, you haven’t had a break in ages, your stress levels are high, yet you had nothing to show for it. That’s when you saw the ad…

You were sat in an artsy cafe, sipping tea, and reading the paper when you saw it. An ad for a live in nanny, essentials fully taken care of, extraordinary pay, and a hot piece of ass as your employer. The second you got home, you called the number from the ad.

“Hello, Harrington residence, how can I help you?”, he answered,

“Hi, I was looking to apply for the live in nanny position, is it still vacant?”,

“It sure is, would you mind meeting up for dinner tomorrow night, consider it your interview, and if I deem you to be trustworthy, I’ll take you back to my place to meet my daughter?”, he explained, “Does that sound good to you?”

“Sounds perfect, pick a place and I’ll meet you there Mr. Harrington”.

You timidly approach the mildly bland diner. A small bell rings above you as you enter. You glance around the diner when you spot him, Mr. Harrington. You rush towards his table, and delicately sit across from him in the booth.

“You must be Y/N?”, he reached his hand out,

“Sure am”, you confirm, shaking his hand, “It’s a pleasure to meet you”,

He giggles, “The pleasures all mine… So, about the position…”

The interview continued for a little while before in Fades into casual conversation. Steve was incredibly easy to talk to. You wanted to confess your sins to him, tell him your deepest darkest secrets.

You both made your way outside, the chill air sending a shiver through your body. Steve takes notice, and pulls of his coat placing onto your shoulders.

“Oh thank you”,

“Of course, wouldn’t want you getting a cold”, you can’t help but stare up at him in awe, “Would you be comfortable going back to my place, and meet Chloe, my daughter?”,

“Oh?”, you gasp, “I would love to, good to know I did good for you”, we both chuckle, but I see something darken in his eyes,

“You uh… You sure did”.

When he opened the door to his large house, you could here the little patter of foot steps running towards you.

“Daddy!”, Chloe can running down the hall, Steve swoops her into his arms,

“Hey pumpkin, how’re we feeling?”,

“Good, Robin gave me Coke”,

A girl, you assume to be Robin, enters.

“I didn’t realize it would turn her into a Looney Tune when I did it, I’m so sorry”,

“I can’t believe you giving drugs to my daughter”, Steve jokes,

“Not that kind of Coke, dingus!”, Robin takes one good look at you, “Sorry for interrupting you time, I’ll leave, have fun Steve”, as Robins leaving she grabs Steve, “She’s a keeper Harrington, she’s smoking”

When Robin leaves, he signs, “I’m sorry she thought this was a date”,

You notice his sweet little girl staring at you, “Hi there”, you wave at her,

“Hi”, she whispers back,

“Chloe, this is Y/N, they’re gonna keep an eye on you while daddy’s at work, okay?”, Steve explains, Chloe nods her head in understanding,

“Would you like me to show you where your gonna stay?”,

“I’d love that”.

After moving in with the Harringtons, you keep finding yourself ‘playing pretending’. You can’t help but imagine being with Steve, taking care of you daughter Chloe, and living happily ever after. You try to remind yourself that it’s your job, you live in his house, take care of his kid, but you are not one of them. No matter how bad you wanted to be.

Sometimes at night, you can’t help but think what Steve mouth would feel like, kissing along your curves, sucking on your clit, bruising your throat.

Most days he’d come home late. A couple hours after you put Chloe to sleep. You watch him wipe the sleep from his eyes, sitting next to you on the couch, having small talk, and then heading to bed. It was a ritual the two of you had.

Your body was jolted awake by the sound of the door opening.

“Shit. Did I wake you?”, Steve cringed,

“No your fine, I was waiting for you to get home”,

Steve takes a seat on the sofa next to you, “How was Chloe?”,

“She was great, we went to the park at about five, so putting her to bed was ALOT easier than usual”,

Steve smiles, “And um… How was your day?”,

“It was good, I’m a live in nanny for this guy and his kid, it’s pretty great”,

“Oh yeah”,

“Yeah. There is one problem with it though”,

“What’s that?”,

“The guy is… just wow, he so funny, and kind, and he’s so cute”, you gulp, “and it’s really hard working for him when all I can think about is being his”,

“Oh”, Steve exhales a breathe he didn’t realize he was holding in, “Yeah I totally get that… I have a daughter, right? And I needed some help taking care of her, and I didn’t expect the most perfect being alive to apply. Anyways, she’s a great fit, I mean, does her job perfectly, Chloe loves her, but I want her to be more. Anyways, That’s guy, he’s be an idiot not to want you. All I’m saying is if you two happened to be on some type of couch together, you should maybe try to kiss him. I think he’d like it.”

I giggle at his antic, leaning in to kiss his pillowy lips. The kiss is soft, sloppy, lazy, loving, and mind melting. He leans into you even more placing a hand onto your hip. He stops kissing your face to kiss down your cheek and chin, all the way to your neck.

“God your mouth is better than I imagined”, you let slip,

“You’ve imagined this? What else have you imagined?”,

You smirk, “Are you sure you want to know?”,

“Definitely”.

Steve maneuvers you on your back, spreading your legs to make room for him. He leans back in to continue kissing your soft neck.

“Sometimes when I touch myself”, the phrase already earning you a moan from Steve, “I think about what it would feel like to have your hands gripping my waist while you pound into me. I imagine you…” you feel Steve slowly start grinding into you, “I um-“, you pause to moan, “I imagine that you tease my clit with your tongue while yo- you prep me with your fingers… God Steve”,

“That’s it moan for me baby, and I’ll give you what you want”, he mummers into your neck as he starts to pull down your pants.

He pulls on your panties, using them to tease you before slowly pulling them off. He run his fingers through your dripping cunt, groaning at how wet you are. He leans face first into your heat, slowly inserting one finger. He starts by kitten licking your clit before sucking it between his lips. Your soft moans and pleas pour from your mouth as he already has you close. You feel like your seeing stars when he inserts a second finger. Your walls twitch around his fingers signaling your close.

“C’mon sweetie, come all over my fingers”, Steve moans against your clit sending you straight into your first orgasm of the night.

“That was- fuck - that was amazing”, you fumble out,

“If you, uh if you wanted to head to my room, I could give you my cock”,

“I’d like that”.

AN: I liked this idea sm, hope you enjoyed!

[burgundybmw]

Brooklyn Baby

Masterlist

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,402

Warnings: Mentions of cheating (not Steve), discussions of sex (no smut).

Summary: After catching her high school sweetheart in bed with another woman, Y/N quickly realizes that moving half way across the country to be with her boyfriend was a big mistake. Stuck in Hawkins for the rest of the year, Y/N has to navigate the struggles of moving to a new town, going to class, and mending a broken heart. However, Hawkins has a certain way of changing a person’s life forever. Will it be the fresh start Y/N desperately needs? Or a nightmare much bigger than a break up?

Author’s Note: I really struggled with this ending for whatever reason, but I just wanted to get it posted so it would stop sitting in my drafts. Hope you guys like it! As always let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my fics!

Part Two

This was not how Steve expected to be spending his first day of 1986. When he woke up this morning, sans hangover for the first time since he was 15, he thought he would walk into work like it was every other day. Watch whatever bizarre artsy movie Robin insisted on putting on, and mess around till closing. What happened instead was a self titled "strange girl", he learned her name was Y/N L/N now, walked into Family Video. Glum and gray like the winter weather outside. Now he was sitting on the floor, munching on Raisinets, listening to her talk about why she moved to Hawkins, and how awful the last 24 hours were for her.

"Wait so let me get this straight. You drove all the way from New York City to Indiana straight, to move closer to this Ryan guy you've been going out with for like half a decade, only to find him cheating on you with some random chick?" Steve said in between bites of the chocolate candy.

"His name is Chris Ryan, but yea pretty much." Y/N sighed, taking a sip of the Coke Steve stole from the store's refrigerator.

"At least the girl was nice, she didn't know we were together. Her name's Jo, she drove me to this gas station to get ice cream after we left Chris's dorm. She told me that she met him in her Communications class. He flirted with her a lot while they were studying for finals, asked if she had plans for winter break. Her family lives in Tennessee, and apparently her parents are going through a messy divorce so she decided to stay on campus. He invited her to a party that weekend, she heard rumors he was good in bed, and they hooked up for the first time then. Notre Dame is huge, so the fact that she heard about him means he'd been cheating on me for awhile, probably with a ton of different women. I don't know how that rumor spread though, Chris is garbage in bed."

Steve and Y/N laughed at that, despite how painful the conversation was for her. Steve passed her some popcorn he microwaved in the back, Keith was gonna yell at him for taking snacks off the store floor again, but he didn't care. When Nancy broke up with him, he wished he had someone to talk too that wasn't 14. To have someone sit around and eat junk food with you and listen to your problems. Anything was better than being alone wallowing in your own self pity.

"Probably spread it himself. This guy I used to be friends with, Tommy Hagan, he started a rumor that he was packing down there. When his girlfriend Carol heard about it, she said it was all true. She used to be a huge gossip queen. All the guys knew it was bullshit though, all the showers at Hawkins High were open concept." Y/N was laughing, nearly in tears.

"Oh god I don't know what's worse about that story, the fact that a guy spread a rumor about his own dick size or the fact you had to shower in open stalls." Steve was laughing now too, it was nice to reminisce about High School, at least the memories that weren't filled with teenage heart break and fighting monsters.

"No, the worst part was that I used to be friends with the guy, he was such an asshole."

"He and Chris would probably be friends then." Y/N had long since taken off her parka, using it as a cushion beneath her. She had her legs stretched out in front of her, leather boots tapping the shelf. She reached inside of her tote bag to grab something, after a moment she pulled out a small polaroid and gave it to Steve. "This is what he looks like, seem like the type to hangout with your Tommy H?"

He looked at the photo, it depicted a tall blonde guy around his age. Clean shaven, all American type, decently muscular. Steve tried not to judge a book by its cover, but this guy looked like a Grade A douchebag. Polar opposite to the girl sitting next to him. Y/N looked like the kind of girl who spent her weekends at an art gallery, drinking lattes at a local coffee shop reading books Steve was supposed to read in High School. He used to beg Nancy to give him a summary of any classic lit they were assigned, Y/N looks like she would genuinely enjoy reading them. Steve couldn't understand why she was with this Chris guy to begin with, but maybe that's what people thought when Nancy and him were together. Back when he wore the crown of King Steve.

"Oh yea totally, shit heads of feather stick together." She laughed again, and Steve thought about how much he liked the sound of it. It was a big laugh, loud and full. Like she wasn't afraid to take up space.

"He looks like a shit head doesn't he?"

"Absolutely, I should know. I used to be kind of a shit head myself. Takes one to know one." Y/N's eyes widened at that, she looked like she didn't believe him.

"That can't be true."

"Well it is true, ask anyone around what Steve Harrington was like the first 2.5 years of high school and they'll tell you." She shook her head, giggling to herself.

"Well I can tell you're not a shit head now, real shit heads can't admit to themselves that they are, or were, shit heads. It's like their brains can't compute with the idea they're anything less than God's gift to the planet." Steve doesn't remember the last time he's laughed this much with another girl before, except maybe with Robin. He's only known Y/N for a day, and yet he feels so comfortable with her. She has this presence around her, something easy and familiar. It's like they've known each other for years, and are just catching up after not seeing each other for while. Not strangers who just met for the first time today.

"God I can't believe I wasted 5 years of my life with him... You know he was always super controlling, never let me have friends who were boys. He was paranoid I was going to leave him for some other guy. Chris had this whole plan that we were going to be together forever, didn't even ask my opinion about it. We were gonna move upstate to the suburbs, have 2.5 kids, a dog, and a white picket fence, and I just convinced myself that it was something I wanted. Even though deep down I knew I didn't. It wasn't the idea of a husband, kids, and a dog that bothered me. It was the idea of just living behind that white picket fence, like I'm some Stepford wife. Anytime I made something for Chris, whether it was a gift, baked goods, or whatever. He would always call me his future little housewife. Like that was all I was good for, a future housewife. Every time he said it my stomach would sink, but I told myself it was fine." Y/N closed her eyes, head leaning against the shelf of VHS tapes.

"And I moved here to be with him, because I loved him. Even if I wasn't too much of a fan of his life goals, I wanted to do it because I loved him. Look where that's got me. Halfway across the country with no friends, no job, and sitting in a Family Video crying over a guy who's full name is just two first names... That's so fucking pathetic. God, you must think I'm so stupid." Steve could tell she was fighting back tears, and that was the last thing he wanted. For a moment he forgot about how upset she was earlier, they were having fun laughing and talking shit about guys they new. It looked like the rose colored glasses were slipping off, and reality was sinking in for her.

"Hey, I don't think you're stupid." Y/N looked at him, doubt clearly written all over her face.

"I'm serious. Listen, I've had my heart broken before, I know what it's like. This guy is a total dick, and you're way out of his league." She started to smile again, and Steve didn't want to lose his momentum.

"It hurts now, but it'll hurt less in the future. I know no one wants to hear it all gets better with time, but it's kind of true. Sometimes you'll see something that reminds you of them, of your time together, and the hurt comes back in full force, but each time it happens it hurts less and less. Until eventually that heart break is only a dull pain, and then it goes away completely." It took Steve a long time to get over Nancy. Every time he saw her in school, walking around town, or holding hands with Jonathan fucking Byers, it felt like he was getting stabbed in the chest over and over again. He knew he was a shitty boyfriend to her, but he did genuinely love her. She was the first girl he ever did love. Now, when he sees Nancy it doesn't hurt to look at her. They have a mutual respect for each other now, can share the same space without overwhelming awkwardness, someone to hunt inter-dimensional monsters with on the occasion. The pain is gone, and now she's just there. Nancy Wheeler, someone he used to love but loves no longer.

"What was her name?"

"Who?" Steve asked, in between sips of his now room temperature Coke.

"The girl that broke your heart?" It's a fair question, given everything she's told him, and that he opened the door for her to ask.

"Her name is Nancy. We dated for a year almost. She broke up with me at a Halloween party, said our relationship was bullshit, that I was bullshit. She was drunk at the time, but when I asked her the next day if she meant it, she said I was being ridiculous. But when I asked her if she loved me, almost begged her to say she still loved me, she stayed quiet. Deep down I knew it was over... And that's when she broke my heart." Y/N placed her hand on Steve's shoulder, a sign of comfort. He wanted to tell her that he was over it. That it's not a big deal, but the warmth of her hand felt nice, and she might take it away if he says anything. So Steve stayed quiet.

"Looks like holiday parties and relationships aren't a good combination for us." A sad chuckle left Steve's mouth, what a coincidence. Halloween and New Years, both leading to disaster.

"Yea, sounds about right. But hey, you were wrong about one thing earlier."

"Pray tell, what was I wrong about?"

"That you didn't have any friends here." She narrowed her eyes at him, not sure where he was going with his train of thought.

"Oh?"

"Yep," Steve said, adding a pop to the end of the p. "We're friends now, don't you think?" He was suddenly nervous. Normally when he talked to girls he didn't get nervous. Even if a girl rejects him, he can usually let it go, get back on the saddle and all that. But now? He really wanted to be friends with her, get to know her better. He didn't want her to walk out that door and never see him again. The thought made his stomach clench.

"We are?"

"Oh for sure, do you think I steal snacks from my employer for just anyone? We're definitely friends now." Y/N giggled. She was glad she met Steve. He was funny, nice, exactly what she needed after what happened yesterday. A breath of fresh air.

"That's true, does that mean I have to steal food from my future employer to really seal the deal?"

"Nah, you don't have too. But, that doesn't mean I would say no if you so happen to decide to anyway." Y/N nodded. She really hoped he meant what he said, that they were friends. If she was going to be stuck in Hawkins until May she really didn't want to do it alone.

"Steve?" A girl's voice rang out from the back of the room.

"Over here Robin!" Steve shouted. Y/N didn't know anybody else was in the Family Video with them, they'd been here for awhile and didn't hear anyone else coming in or out of the store. Steve knew her though, so she must work here too.

"What are you doing? We're about to close... Who's this?" A tall girl with short sandy brown hair and a green Family Video vest came into the isle. She looked between Steve and Y/N, clearly she had no idea another person was in the store either.

"What you mean we're about to close? It's not that late." Steve stood up, brushing off the crumbs from the popcorn he ate earlier.

"Yea, it's 7:55 dingus. We close in 5 minutes." Shit, was it really that late? Steve didn't realize they'd been talking for so long, nearly 4.5 hours. Y/N stood up too, after gathering her belongings on the ground.

"Oh, Robin this is Y/N, she just moved here from New York City. Y/N this Robin, my best friend slash coworker."

"Hi, I'm sorry I didn't realize the time. Oh, and we made a mess. I can help clean up if you guys want? I wouldn't to keep you both here longer than necessary."

"Don't worry about it, I got it. I'm sorry you didn't get a chance to look around for a movie though." Y/N shook her head.

"No, you were more than helpful, thank you for listening to my sob story. I really needed that." Y/N put her parka back on and picked up the empty candy wrappers she had and tossed them into the garbage can.

"I guess I'll see you around?"

"Yea of course, you know where to find me!" Y/N smiled and walked outside of the Family Video. Steve turned to Robin to find her leaning against the front desk, arms crossed against her chest and an expectant look on her face.

"Gonna explain who that was Harrington?"

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*!*!* Steve With A S/O Who Likes To Draw & Paint *!*!*

Summary: Requested Pairing: Steve Harrington x GN!Reader Genre: Fluff

Steve really likes to see you drawing, always admiring your style.

He always brags about your artistic talent to his friends.

He will ask if you can draw him.

If you ever gave him a drawing, he will put it on his wall, no matter what, it is now his most important treasure ever.

He likes to bring you candy for you as energy boosts when your drawing.

He thinks its really cool how your creative in your way of drawing, how you draw certain things.

Definitely gets you new painting brushes & colours.

He definitely has some of your drawings in his car.

He can't draw shit himself, but he definitely tries to draw.

He probably can only draw like shapes, stick figures & hearts.

He also likes to talk about how talented you are, always praising you for your art.

Also if you ever needed something to draw off, he will definitely volunteer to being your muse.

He would definitely help you to rest after drawing, making you food, etc.

He thinks it's really important for you to hydrate when drawing, so he will always come with a glass of water for you.

Also he calls you Artsy, he thinks its a cute nickname since your a artist.

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My Plus Size Reader Masterlist

These are all of the stories I've written that involve a plus-size reader.

Steve Harrington

Closure: Pt. 2 Pt. 3 : You never knew Steve could be so shallow. When he leaves you to date Nancy Wheeler, you're left with a pain you thought he'd never leave cause you. Maybe you should've stayed friends. *Completed*

Camp Hawkins AU Pt. 2 : It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger. (x plus sized reader) *Completed*

Library MeetCute: You're artsy and chubby. All you were trying to do was study in the library. Why does Steve want to sit with you? Will something come from this?

Eddie Munson

Surprise Boyfriend: You're in love with Eddie but he doesn't like you back. Right? You're just friends. That's why it's so surprising when he asks to meet your parents. (xplus size reader)

John Murphy

Protector: John saved you from some bullies, and now you feel like you owe him.

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Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader

Summary: The love story between Dustin’s sister and his favourite mentor/best friend. Acquaintances to Friends to lovers. Slow burn I guess?

A/N: First Steve Harrington x reader fic but I definitely won’t mind writing more. I wanted to try something different with my writing. Hope this turns out okay. Also, part two coming soon

Part 1 of Part 2

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Season 1

Boy oh boy

Okay! My first hc

OG babysitter of course

The kids LOVE you

Will’s your baby

And he knows it

Boasts about to the others

The rest get a little jealous

Especially Dustin.

“I’m your brother, (Y/N)! You’re suppose to love me more!”

“I do Dustin, don’t worry.”

He didn’t reply

“How about I’ll drive you anywhere you want to go for two months?”

He agrees with his aborably smile of his

Getting roped into playing DND

You’re okay with it cuz it’s fun

Being the healer of the party

Because you want to become a nurse and it was only fitting

Finding out about your crush on Steve

Still not sure how they knew but they did

You were going to kill Dustin

Would tease you relentlessly about it

“Ooh, Steve please kiss me!”

“I wanna have your babies”

Them making kissing faces

Threatening them until they stop

Won’t take them long until they start again

Pushing the crush away when Steve started to become an asshole

Dustin will still tease you about it

“You can’t date an asshole, (Y/N).”

“I’m not dating an asshole Dust.”

ANYWAYS

Best friends with Jonathan

Both artsy

Him with his camera

You with your drawings

Both knowing who you like

Teases each other a lot (but it’s all fun and games)

Is absolutely heartbroken about Will

Being there for Jonathan when Will went missing.

Being there for Nancy when Barb went missing

Just being a supportive friend in general

When Jonathan and Nancy started doing their own thing after the whole Steve issue

You somehow found yourself babysitting the party

Wishing you didn’t bribe him about giving him a ride

Then you met El

And man did your sisterly ways kicked in

“Friend?” El would say and it would break your heart

Somehow knowing she went through shit, so you waited until she trusted you

Following them on their quest to find Will

Having no idea what the hell is a demogorgon is or what the Upside Down is

But knowing it’s bad if El is scared of it

Helping everyone

Being there at the school when El destroys the thing

Heartbroken that El’s gone

Will is back and man you missed your baby

Is worried about him

Acting like everything’s normal around him

He’s thankful for that

Season 2

New year new you

But not really

You still get nightmares about everything

It’s not as bad as it was at the beginning but still

Still can’t watch horror anymore

Still best friends with Jonathan

And now Nancy and Steve are in the mix

The weirdest group of friends but you don’t mind

Jonathan told you what happened and vice versa

Your crush on Steve comes back ten fold

He’s not an asshole anymore

But he’s dating Nancy so you hide it

Getting teased by the party started to be a normal thing now

Watching Will closely but not bothering him

If he wants to talk, you want him to come to you willingly

Halloween comes

Nancy tries her best to convince you and Jonathan to go to the party

Knowing full well you aren’t, you smile and nod

Dropping Dustin off and going home

You didn’t get very far into your reading when Jonathan came and dragged you out of the house

Lots of protesting

“Come on, it’ll be fun (Y/N)!”

Staring at him as if he grew two heads

But since this is Hawkins and knowing what you know

It could be a possibility

But going nevertheless

At the party you just kinda stay to yourself not having fun

Watch Nancy and Steve from a distance

Feeling your heart break a little

Then they left after Nancy spilt juice? on herself

Then watch as Steve stormed out a few minutes later

Wondering if you should go check on Steve

Deciding against it

Jonathan going to where Nancy is and then coming back saying he was going to bring her home

Now you don’t have a ride

With nothing else to, you left and started walking home

The next day the whole school knows about Steve and Nancy break up

Which resulted you sitting by yourself now

Not sure what the hell happened but whatever

You started to notice Jonathan and Nancy and Dustin being all secretive and Will being weird

But you just didn’t have the heart to be curious

And when Nancy and Jonathan ditched school for a couple of days

You found yourself hanging out with Steve more

You probably would enjoy more if he didn’t talk about Nancy a lot

But you still enjoyed it nonetheless

One day you came home with the intention of sleep and found your mom looking for Mews

But you didn’t get any sleep

Hearing a noise from the other end of the room you nearly screamed

But you didn’t

You didn’t know what was eating your cat

But you did know you’d be next

So you left the room and slammed it shut

“Are you okay, dear?”

“Yeah! Just um, cleaning my room!”

There was no way you were going to let your mom in your room

You walked into your brothers room without knocking

“Knock will you!”

Not saying anything, you grabbed his hand and dragged him into yours

“What the hell, (Y/N)?!”

You didn’t answer

Just opened the door and pointed at the thing

“Dart?!”

Of course he named the thing

Coming up with a plan to get your mom out of the house

Executing the plan

“This is what you’re going to do. You’re going to trap Dart, clean my room and bury the cat.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Going to Steve’s and getting his bat.”

Steve wasn’t at home.

Huffing you went back home to find Steve and Dustin at the door to the root cellar

Finding out the Dart molted

“If you guys want to chase the thing, go ahead be my guest. I’m staying home.”

They did and you stayed home

Didn’t last long before Lucas and Max came and banged on your door

“We need a ride to the old junkyard.”

Hanging your head, you grabbed the keys and ushered them to your car

“When this is all over, I’m going to kill someone.”

Getting there and helping Steve get the bus ready and whatnot.

Ignoring everyone, because you were mad

Night came, the things came but didn’t come any closer

“Why aren’t they moving?”

“Maybe they were tired of cow?”

You and Steve shared a look and sighed

If he was going out there, so were you

You wanted to protect the kids

“Guys! What are you doing?”

Not answering, you picked up the crowbar you got from your car and walked off the bus with Steve

“What are you doing?”

“Same thing as you, Steve. Same thing.”

“Your nightmares are going to come back.”

Both swinging at the demo-dogs that are coming towards you

“How-” whack. “Do you-” whack “know-” whack. “about my nightmares?” Whack

“Dustin.”

For the second time in your life, you were going to kill Dustin.

Briefly wondered if you were going to become a serial killer instead of a nurse

“Abort! Abort! Guys, there’s too many of them!”

Running back towards the bus and getting in in time

Fighting off the demo-dogs until they ran off

“Did we scare them off.”

“No, they went somewhere.”

Walking along the train track

Ignoring Dustin and Lucas’s fight

Though you were a bit upset that Lucas brought Max in this

Swore you were going to protect Max

Following the sound until your get to the lab

Running on Nancy and Jonathan after a few minutes

“Nancy?”

“Steve?”

“Jonathan?”

“(Y/N)?”

Driving in Hoppers car to the Byers house

Now everyone’s in the loop, coming up with a plan for what comes next

Huddling in a group as a demo-dog comes to the house

Heart bursting as El walks into the house

Letting Mike and El have their reunion until Hop brings Mike to a different room

Running and hugging El

Grabbing her face to see if you can find any wounds

Glad you didn’t find any

“I like the new look.”

El beaming at you

Staying at the house with the kids and Steve

Watching Billy beat the shit out of Steve

“(Y/N)! Do something!”

Snapping out of it, you take Steve’s bat and flipping it around so the nails are pointed at you

You didn’t want to kill him

And swung the bat hitting him on the head

Max took the sryinge and stuck it in Billy’s neck

Getting into Billy’s car and driving to the field with Dustin telling you where to go

Steve wasn’t to happy about the plan

You convinced him to come and help

Wanting to kill your brother yet again

Lighting the thing on fire and quickly running to the opening

Getting stuck in the tunnel with Steve as a bunch of demo-dogs come running

Sighing in relief that you’re still alive

Being proud of El when you realize she closed the gate

Hanging out with Steve when Dustin’s at his snow ball

Falling asleep watching movies together

It’s the best nights sleep you’ve gotten since the whole thing started

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Stranger Things

The Non-romantic/Platonic/Family stories will all have (xchild!reader), (xbaby!reader), or (Platonic)

Billy Hargrove

Steve or Billy (Billy x reader) Summary: You're in love with Steve but he's not in love with you. You end up going home with Billy but was it a mistake?

Hargrove Series

My Baby Pt. 2 : Billy has a substance abuse problem. He's unpredictable. After a bad fight, he moves away to California without letting you know. Little did he know you were pregnant. It's been five years since he moved away. He's suddenly thrust back into your life when your daughter runs into him. Do you trust he's really changed? Will you allow him into your baby's life?

Steve Harrington

I'm sorry (Brother Steve x Child!reader) Big brother Steve has a hard time letting go.

Steve or Billy : You're in love with Steve but he's not in love with you. You end up going home with Billy but was it a mistake?

Somebody That I Used To Know : It's been years since you moved away from Hawkins. From your ex. Now that you're back, you run into him while dropping off your kids at school. Memories of the past come flooding your mind.

Strangers: Steve from school is completely different than Steve in the back of his car at 12 in the morning. Why is it that he only talks to you when he wants something from you?

Library MeetCute: You're artsy and chubby. All you were trying to do was study in the library. Why does Steve want to sit with you? Will something come from this? (x plus sized reader)

Harrington Series

Camp Hawkins AU Pt. 2 : It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger. (x plus sized reader) *Completed*

Closure Pt. 2 Pt. 3: Request: You never knew Steve could be so shallow. When he leaves you to date Nancy Wheeler, you're left with a pain you thought he'd never leave cause you. Maybe you should've stayed friends. *Completed*

Eddie Munson

My little Secret : You're scared to tell Eddie you're pregnant.

Incognito : All you wanted was a cup of coffee from the new cafe on Main Street. You definitely didn't expect to spill coffee on the Metal Icon Eddie Munson.

Jacket : The night Chrissy went over to Eddie's trailer, you went to. I mean, you weren't going to let Chrissy just go to a strangers house without back up. Unfortunately, when things go wrong, you end up on the same wanted poster as Eddie. Together, you're forced to run away.

Notice Me: You really want Steve to notice you. What you don't realize is that Eddie's been there all along.

Surprise Boyfriend: You're in love with Eddie but he doesn't like you back. Right? You're just friends. That's why it's so surprising when he asks to meet your parents. (xplus size reader)

Munson Series

Lonely Pt. 2: A few days after the zombie apocalypse took over Hawkins, you lost everyone. Once you finally run out of supplies, you're forced to venture out into the town, hoping not to run into anyone and make it to safety alive. Unfortunately, life doesn't always go how you want it. (Includes: Steve Harrington, Mention Jason Carver) *Ongoing*

The Nanny Pt. 2 Pt. 3: Years ago, you and Eddie used to be friends. After you graduated, you two fell out of contact. After years of not speaking to each other, Eddie offers you a job you can't resist; be a nanny for his little girl. *Ongoing*

Max Mayfield

Every Night : Summary: Every night since 7th grade, Max has made it a mission to say goodnight -Face to face. At tonight's visit, you discover that your friendship might have been more than you thought it was.

Jonathan Byers

Heart Breaker : No matter what you do, Jonathan Byers will never be in love with you. Not the way he is with Nancy anyways.