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HOLY SHIT I JUST SAW THE NOTES ON THIS POST. WHAT???? TYYY GUYS. PART 2 SOON 🥰🥰🥰.... After I post for something other than st.

Overbearing, Protectice, Dick Head Older Brothers

Pairin: Eddie Munson x Harrington!reader

Summary: Y/N is Steve’s younger sister, and dating Eddie Munson. She believes to have been hiding her and Eddie’s relationship well but that’s obviously not true. It seems to her all her close friends know besides her older brother… until he eventually does.

Warning: cursing, talk of religion, terrible title, bad summarizing 😬 I think that’s it.

fem!reader

Request for: @floralentry

“Okay, so I was thinking.” I start to say as I walk next to Eddie on our way to the cafeteria.

“Oh, well that’s never good.”

I laugh with non-existent humor, “Very funny, asshole.”

As the cafeteria starts to come into view, I feel Eddie rest his hand on my lower back and nuzzle his face into my neck, or at least try to before I gently push him off.

“Eddie, not here.” I say giggling.

“Why? I don’t know about you, Y/N, but I don’t see any over-bearing, protective, dick head, older brothers around.” He pretends to glance around as he starts to open the cafeteria door for me.

“Hey, don’t say that! He just cares, is all, maybe a little too much but it’s still something. And you’re right, Steve isn’t around but someone might tell him.”

“Oh yeah? Like who?” We’re entering the lunch line, when I start to get cautious of who’s around.

“I feel like you’ve forgotten no one knows about us, Eds. And even if they did Mike, Lucas, Dusty, Max, and Robin could still snitch. Remember he used to be King Steve? You’d be surprised whose loyalty still stands.” I lower my voice just slightly, and add dramatic air quotes to the words, “King Steve.”

“Come ‘on do you honestly think they don’t already know? If there’s one thing, I’ve learned this past year it’s that those kids aren’t stupid. I mean, it’s not like they would rat us out even if they did know.”

I grab my lunch tray and look behind me to see Eddie following me as I walk over to a lunch table that Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and Max are occupying. Robin is usually also at the table; some people might find it a little weird that seniors sit with some dorky freshmen at lunch but after about a month we got used to the stares.

“Why is it that you don’t want Steve to know again?” Eddie starts to walk a step ahead of me, and turns toward me, walking backwards.

“First of all, you’re going to trip. Second of all, he’s been through a lot, he’s got a ton on his mind, and lastly, you guys aren’t exactly two peas in a pod.”

“Bullshit! You’ve been through a lot too. Listen, Harrington’s a big boy I’m sure he can handle some surprising news.”

I pull out a chair next to Max with my foot and Eddie sits next to me, “We’ll talk about it later.” I tell him.

I see Eddie glance around the table, which causes me to also glance at our friends around us. I find myself turning to see them already looking at me, and well, Eddie.

I smile awkwardly and try to search for something to say to distract them from me and Eddie, when I catch a glimpse of Robin walking with her lunch tray. I wave my hand at her so she can see where we are sitting.

They all break their focus from me and Eddie when Robin, she plops down across from me, “You guys won’t believe the day I’ve had!”

Robin starts ranting, and I try to open my can of coke, but I find myself struggling a bit.

“Fuck.” I’m getting frustrated when Eddie pulls the can from my hand and pops it open the first try.

“Language, sweetheart.” He says, handing me my soda and winking at me.

I push my tray a little bit forward since I have no plans on eating any of it and open my backpack.

“So, you never told me what you were thinking about.” Eddie’s voice is hushed and his mouth is slightly tilted to my ear.

“hmph, yeah. I was thinking we should go see a drive-in movie for our date tonight. I never would’ve thought about it but Nancy was telling me about when she went with Johnathan before he moved.”

“Ah, I like that idea, Y/N. What movie would we be seeing?”

I finally found what I was looking for in my backpack, when I start explaining, “I was pretty set on watching Pretty in Pink, it came out a couple months ago but I never got the chance to see it-”

I pause mid-sentence and waver a sandwich bag with two chocolate chip cookies in front of Eddies face, “want one?”

He nods so I hand him one and continue on, “But they also have The Nightmare on Elm Street if you don’t want to watch some girly chick flic.”

I watch as Eddie takes a glance over at everyone in the corner of his eye and smugly places his hand on my thigh. I freeze in place, still eating my cookie however, when Eddie says, “No, no, it’s all good. I’m fine with seeing Pretty in Pink.”

“Are you sure? I know how much you like Nightmare on Elm Street.” I tell him, raising my brows.

“I’m positive. Besides, as long as I’m with you, I don’t care what we do.”

“You’re too sweet, Eds.”

In a matter of milliseconds, Eddie sweeps both of my legs over his lap, and uses his arm to pull me closer, putting his nose in my neck and pretending to smell me. I’m still sitting in my chair but Eddie’s hair is tickling me so I start to squeal and laugh, trying to push him away from my neck. I throw my head back giggling when Eddie finally stops and tells me, “Nope. That’s all you, Y/N.”

I’m catching my breath when I can practically feel eyes burning into my soul so I look up to see Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Max, and Robin staring at us. I straighten faster than I ever had, smoothing down my hair and dusting of my shirt. Eddie is looking down, with a shy smile on his face, pink is blooming all over his cheeks. I clear my throat when Robin starts, “Were you guys even listening?”

“Of cour-” I try to cover up our mess.

“Jesus!” Max is looking away, rubbing her temples with her hand.

“For Christ sakes! Get a room!”

“Could you be any more obvious!”

“Just friends, my ass.”

“It’s not what it looks like. We’re seriously, just friends.” I try to explain, desperately looking at Eddie.

“Uh yeah… Like we didn’t just hear you guys plan out your stupid cheesy date night.” Dustin states, giving us both an incredulous look.

And then I hear Mike burst out laughing, holding onto Lucas’s shoulder for support, "As long as I’m with you my sweet baby.” His voice is dropping a couple octaves as he mocks Eddie, pretending to coo in Lucas’s ear.

I crumple up my napkin and hurdle it at Mikes head, as Eddie comes back at Mike and Dustin, “hey, hey, Mikey Man and Dusty Bun, don’t be jealous just ‘cus your little Scarlet Witch and your Amish homesteader live states away from you.”

As soon as I realize that Eddie has practically admitted our secret ardor, my eyes widen as big as saucers, “Eddie!”

The table starts to chuckle as Mike and Dustin look away rolling their eyes and Dustin says, “She’s Mormon you idiot.”

“Aw, you guys. I actually think they’re really cute. It’s adorable really.” Robin is smiling from ear to ear.

“Ha well, you have to hand it to us, we’ve been doing a pretty great job at hiding it.” I point out proudly.

Everyone besides Eddie goes into a fit of laughter, “Uh- What?” I’m completely oblivious to whatever it is that I said to make them laugh.

Max stops, trying to catch her breath, “Ha, you can’t honestly think that we didn’t know about you guys.”

Eddie raises his brows at me as if to say, “I told you so,” My jaw falls open as I ask, “How long have you guys known?”

Mike rolls his eyes, “Please we’ve all known since the week after spring break.”

“Uh- you’ve got to be kidding me. That’s what when we started dating.” I say, finding this unbelievable.

Dustin and Lucas scoffs, “yeah, we know.”

Eddie rubs his hand up and down my thigh, in a much more innocent manner than before, trying to give me a piece of solace. I didn’t think to mention Steve because no one else did. I mean they’re not stupid, it isn’t like they would’ve told Steve either way, right?

“Have fun on your date tonight though.” Lucas says right when the bell rings.

Me and Eddie are the first to get up, and as we’re turning our back to them, we hear Mike, Dustin, and Max start moaning in a high-pitched manner, “oh ah oh, Eddie. Oh my god, Eddie!”

I whip my head around so fast, in time to see Robin chuck her soda can at them, “Hey! Shut up you little pervs!”

I hide my face in Eddies, neck groaning in embarrassment, and he seems to find this amusing because he just chuckles.

“It isn’t funny, Eds.” I give him a light shove on the chest.

“Sure, it isn’t, sweetheart.” Eddie tells me, pressing his lips to my forehead.

I give Eddie a quick goodbye kiss on the lips and open the passenger side door to his van, as we had just gotten back from our date, and he was dropping me off at my house. I was fulling expecting Eddie to stay in his van and watch me walk to the front door and then drive away, so when he also gets out of the van, I give him a questioning look, “What’re you doing?”

“Can I come in?” He asks me, I figured he’s asking because it’s quite late and my parents are home. Steve was probably asleep or out anyway.

I grab his wrist to look at his watch, to see it’s about to be eleven, so I nod and say, “Yeah, Steve is most likely sleeping or out with Robin. We’ll have to be quiet though.”

I’m jumbling with my keys at the front door, and finally open it only to see that the kitchen and living room light is on. I thought that maybe I felt the lights on so I continue leading Eddie to the living room. As we’re nearing the room, I hear laughter and snorting. The realization hits me that Steve is home and apparently has friends over.

“Fuck!” I whisper yell, pushing me and Eddie against the wall, where we can’t be seen.

“You’re really starting to take a liking to that word, Y/N.” Eddie tells me, smirking.

I roll my eyes at him, “Steve’s home.”

“Oh really? I thought it was the boogeyman. Who is he even with? It’s not like he has friends.”

I elbow him when I hear a familiar voice, “Man! You should’ve seen their faces when we told them that we knew!”

My eyes widen with horror as I turn to Eddie, still against the wall in the hall, “Shut up. It’s Dustin.”

I hear more familiar voices. Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Max and Robin are laughing while sixteen candles plays on the T.V.

“Who’s faces?” Steve asks them.

“Y/N’s and Eddie’s.” Max answers.

I can only imagine Steve’s confused, crooked smile as he asks, “W-Wait… What is it that you knew?”

“That they’re dating, dingus.” Robin answers.

“What?!? What do you mean that they’re dating, Robin?” Steve asks scoffing.

“I’m taking it that you didn’t know…”

I grab ahold of Eddie’s hand and tug him after me as I try to silently walk back to the foyer and tip toe up the stairs but I see Steve round the corner, and stand there with his arms crossed. I swear he looks just like our dad that one night he caught me and Steve sneaking back into the house.

“Y/N get your ass down here right now! It’s too late, I already saw you.”

My shoulder’s slump in defeat and I’m practically pouting like a child as I walk back down the stairs, leaving Eddie on the steps.

I walk past Steve and into the living room as he stands, taking the stillness of a statue.

“You too Eddie.” He says in a stern voice.

I can see from the corner of my eye that he looks hesitant to do as Steve tells him but I just roll my eyes and motion with my head for him to follow me.

I do a once over at the little traitors in my living room and tilt my head so they know I was irritated with them.

“So.” Steve starts.

“What Steve?” I ask, my tone harsh and short.

“Hey. Don’t take that tone up with me young lady.” His finger is pointing down at me like a father scolding his angsty teen. I hear Lucas and Mike try to hold in their laughs behind me, I bet this is funny too them, seeing an eighteen-year-old get a stern talking too by her nineteen-year-old brother.

“God Steve, you’re not dad, you’re barely a year older than me. You act I’m seeing some forty-year-old, it’s just Eddie.” I say scoffing, motioning my hand to Eddie at that last part.

“Just Eddie? You’ve been lying to my face, to mom’s, to dad’s for almost two months now. You stay out late; I hardly see you on the weekends anymore. Don’t you see what he’s doing to you? At first, I didn’t understand, fuck, I didn’t even notice but now it’s perfectly clear. He’s not good for you, Y/N.” Steve says, his voice raising. I could almost swear I heard a crack in his voice.

I see Robin get up from the corner of my eye, motioning for the rest of them to follow her, they exit the room, and go to the kitchen. Eddie stays but tries to make it look like he’s picking at his clothes. I feel bad because obviously he’s in an awkward position right now.

“You’ve got to be kidding me. This is why I lied to you, because I knew you’d react badly. I knew you didn’t like Eddie, still, even after all he’s done for Dustin and during Vecna. I have a boyfriend, Steve. So what? Am I not allowed to spend time with him? Why is it that I have to be at arm’s length at all times? The only thing Eddie has ever done for me was be there. I’ve changed, for the better. Weren’t you the one always telling me I should get out more, interact with people, experience things?” My voice matches Steve’s, going up multiple octaves.

“Why?” He asks.

“What do you mean?” I sound frustrated and it’s because I am.

“Why didn’t you tell me? We tell each other everything, Y/N.” He’s rubbing his temples and I’m having a hard time deciphering what he’s making out of all of this.

“Steve… for one, I know you and Eddie had never been the best of friends, and I didn’t want you to worry. You’ve been through so much.” I tell him, grabbing at his hand.

Steve pulls me into a sudden hug, “Y/N, you’re my sister. My baby sister. I’m always gonna worry about you. You’re right, me and Eddie tolerate each other, but I don’t hate him. All I want is for you to be safe and happy, you’ve been through so much too. If Eddie’s making you happy then I can deal.” He says into my hair.

I sniffle and blink away tears, “He does make me happy, Steve.”

Me and Steve jolt up when we hear a deep voice clear his throat, “Eddie.” Steve says, his voice and manner returning to normal.

“Ha. Steve…” Eddie says cautiously, a nervous smile on his face.

Steve reaches his hand out to Eddie and Eddie takes it, they pull closer together as Steve pats his back and says, “hurt my sister Munson, and it’ll be the last things you do.”

“Steve.” I say laughing, shaking my head as Eddie walks over to me, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

We all start to walk over to the kitchen with everyone else.

“Oh, and by the way Steve, I’m not a baby, I’m eighteen.”

“Yeah? Well, you sure act like one.” Steve answers.

“Says the one getting all sappy back there.”

I feel Eddie’s hand slide off my shoulder and go to my lower back, resting right above my butt, he must have forgotten that my brother was behind us because he gets startled when Steve sternly says, “Hands, Munson.”

I laugh as Steve furrows his brows and Eddie laughs nervously once again when we enter the kitchen.

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— 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

+ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: college! steve harrington x bimbo! reader

+ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: mature

+ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: in which steve attempts to study for a really big test, and reader distracts him…

+ 𝐜𝐰: explicit sexual content, explicit language, thigh riding, dry humping…it’s really tame

+ 𝐰𝐜: 4.3k

+ 𝐝𝐭: @cesot

+ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: wow, i am so fucking creative naming this distraction, how incredibly unique of me (not). anyway, this was a request which can be found here!

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#steve harrington #stranger things

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i understand u belly, i would be confused too if two hot brothers showed interest in me.

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worksby-gabriella · 2 years ago

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the people NEED more Jeremiah & Conrad content on tumblr.

pairing: conrad fisher x reader

smut warnings: dom!conrad, established relationship, fingering, mentions of overstimulation, risk of getting caught ig.

note: someone asked for conrad smut, and i already had this small piece somewhere amongst my drafts. let me know if you enjoy!

conrad masterlist | requests

Your back involuntarily arched off the leather couch, your hips desperately trying to buck up too but being restrained by the large hand spalmed against your lower stomach, long fingers digging into your flesh.

Your legs were trembling uncontrollably by how sensitive you were, trying to close around his head. But Conrad’s fingers didn’t stop their work on your entrance not for one second, two digits pushing in and out of you while his tongue swirled your clit in circles.

“Keep them open, love,” Conrad mumbled against your core, stopping his movements for a brief moment only to roughly push your legs apart with both hands. You failed to contain a moan as he returned his arm to its previous position around your thigh and pushed your hips back down with his hand, his mouth returning to work.

"F-fuck..." your eyes kept darting to the front glass door. No one was home, but you knew there was a chance anyone could come in at any given moment. One of your siblings, Conrad's brother, his mom...

Conrad, on the other hand, did not seem to care at all. That was the thing about him. He most usually liked when things got risky. The boy always used to say he didn't give a single fuck about someone catching him fucking you senseless. In fact, you had a feeling Conrad would be very proud of that.

“Conrad,” you whined. You weren’t sure if you had it in you to make to a fourth orgasm, but still you felt that familiar sensation approaching. Fast.

Conead noticed. His fingers thrusted rough and fast, getting you whimpering over and over, not even being able to get a single coherent word out of your mouth anymore. A moan from his own rumbled through your boyfriend’s chest at the mere sight of you squirming under him.

“I said,” he growled while pulling away from your cunt. The brunnet pushed your legs open once again, “keep them open. Do not make me ask you again.”

All you could manage was a babble. “Y-yes, sir.”

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My wittle itty bitty heart 😭🥺 god this is adorable.

no sleeping over || s.h.

summary: steve has never understood the ‘no sleeping over’ rule. that is, until you doze off beside him one fateful night. contains: tooth rotting fluff, mentions of fem!reader. a/n: first time writing for stranger things aah. requested by @velvetcloxds.

steve has never understood the “no sleeping over” rule. he’s caught you dozing off a hundred times, but each time you send him home before he has the chance to hold you in his arms. but tonight, as you began to curl into him after a long night of studying, he feels it might be his lucky night.

“steve?” you slur, half asleep already, “can i stay here tonight?”

his heart swells at the question, and he can barely contain his excitement. “yeah, of course!” he chuckles, rolling off the bed and gingerly tucking you in. in your drowsy state you don’t care to look cool and make grabby hands at him. he can’t help the goofy smile that takes over as he wraps the duvet around you both and you lose yourself in sleep, lose yourself in him.

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#steve harrington #stranger things

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We love some Embry appreciation.

Personal Heater

Anonymous asked: A wolfpack imagine please! Either Embry or Paul as they are my favorites! 35 and 18. Something fluffy!

35 - “You’re so warm.” “It’s a wolf thing.”

18 - “Is that my jacket?” “Yeah… I got cold.”

A/N: Took my own creative liberties and switched jacket for hoodie, hope that's ok!

You shiver as lean back in your seat in front of your desk. The cool spring air has taken a turn and now there's a bitter breeze coming through the window. Glancing at your laptop screen again, you quickly save your work before looking around for something warmer to wear.

Something blue catches your eye. Embry's hoodie. Embry's favourite hoodie. You grab the hoodie and pull it on, immediately your senses are filled with Embry's scent, and you realise why the hoodie is his favourite, it is the most comfortable item of clothing you have ever worn.

I'm never taking this off, you think to yourself.

At that moment you hear a little tap at your window, indicating Embry's return from patrol. You open up the window and step back, waiting for the familiar body to fling himself through effortlessly like he did most nights. Within seconds Embry lands in a crouch in front of you, his smile quickly replaced by a frown as he eyes your outfit choice.

"Is that my hoodie?" He asks, pointing at what is obviously his.

"Yeah...I got cold." You reply, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout.

"I don't want to take it off, it's so cosy, and I'm still so cold!"

Embry's frown quickly softens, and he motions for you to come towards him.

"You don't need a hoodie when you've got me." He whispers as he wraps his arms around you, you frown, then quickly realise what he meant.

"You're so warm." You hum in contentment as you reach your arms around his waist and give him a gentle squeeze.

"It's a wolf thing remember. I'll always be your personal heater." You lean back to look at his face, eyebrow raised quizzically.

"Always?" You ask.

"Always." Embry replies smiling, and leans down to kiss you softly on the lips.

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My gf ya'll <3

robin

#robin buckley #stranger things

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I don’t think enough people are talking about this picture 🥺

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The fact people STILL interact with this warms my heart.

Boyfriend

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Summary: Kate wants to be Y/N’s new boyfriend girlfriend.

Warning: none?

Very light fem!reader

Inspired By: Boyfriend by Dove Cameron

“Babe! hurry up! We’re gonna be late again ‘cus of you!” Spencer calls from the lower level of his penthouse. his tone short and irritated.

“I’m going!” I yell back.

Me and Spencer have been dating for nine months. The first six were amazing, surprisingly. Spencer had made it known that he was not a relationship person but every time I stepped foot over his penthouse threshold every warning, anyone had ever given me about spencer was thrown out the door. I didn’t live with him, but I often spent the night over for days at a time and it always felt like he made sure to make this lavish penthouse feel like a sacred place for me.

These three months? I can’t help but describe it as bitter. I care about Spencer but that doesn’t mean loving him is easy these past few months. His words have gotten ugly with me, he’s short tempered, doesn’t take me seriously, he comes home late at night smelling like expensive perfume, when he knows I’ve been waiting for him. When his dad gets on him about taking his future seriously, he acts like a five-year-old and takes all his anger out on me. Right now, we’re heading to a networking gala for Eleanor Bishop, Spencer’s dad’s business partner. His dad thought it would only be right that I tag along since I work for Bishop Security and work for Eleanor as her assistant.

As I’m walking down the stairs Spencer looks me up and down and scoffs, “That’s what you’re wearing?”

“Yeah? Why?” I ask.

“It’s a little… lowsy, don’t you think? I mean my friends, and people from work are gonna be there.”

“Um, I can change if you want?”

“No, it’s fine we don’t want you wasting anymore time.”

We head downstairs to the lobby to meet the driver Spencer’s dad sent over and paid for. Shortly after we’ve gotten in the car his phone starts ringing.

“Dad? Yeah, we’re on our way right now. Wait- what? Why’s Kate going? She never goes. No. I don’t give a fuck dad. I’m not a kid anymore, you can’t make me say hi.”

My attentions perks up at Kate’s name. Kate’s going to be there? Thank god. Usually when she goes and I’m there and Spencer’s busy with… Spencer things she’ll find me and keep me company.

“k. bye.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Kate’s there. And my dad is making me say hello.”

“Kate’s there? Why?” I say questioning.

“Yeah. Why do you care?”

“I don’t.”

The silence is almost painful so I start up a civil conversation. “How long do you think we’ll be here?”

“God do you ever stop talking?! My head is pounding.”

“Right. Sorry.”

I take my phone out of my clutch pull up Kate’s contact, we don’t text much since we only see eachother when I’m working but we’ve texted a few short times.

Me: i heard your gonna be there tn?

Kate: Unfortunately, yeah

Me: oh ok

Kate: Why? You going?

Me: Yup, with Spencer.

Kate: ah Spencer, what a delight.

Me: He’s had a long week.

Kate: You give him to much credit.

After a couple minutes of me not responding due to me not knowing how to respond Kate sends a second text: Don’t worry about it. I’ll see you there. k?

Me: K

When we arrive at the gala Spencer’s dad meets us at the front.

“I still can’t believe you wore that.”

“Son. Not now.”

“Miss Y/N, you look beautiful tonight.”

“Thank you, James.”

“Well you two better get going, make sure to network Spencer, It is a networking event after all.”

After I’ve said hi to some of Spencer’s colleagues and friends Spencer starts looking around.

“Who’re you looking for?” I ask

“Kate. Dad will be on my ass if I don’t say hi.”

I start looking all around the ballroom as I see Kate already walking towards us in her black suit and hair up.

“There you are I’ve been waiting for you.” She says resting her hand on my waist,, not acknowledging Spencer.

“Hello, Kate.” I tell her my voice barley above a whisper as she pulls me in for a hug, her hand rubbing my back.

“Alright, Alright. Stop feeling up my girlfriend. Hello, Katie.” Spencer wraps a hand around my waist, acting like an animal trying to assert dominance.

Kate let’s go of me and takes stiff step back, “Spencer. Hi” She says with a tight lipped smile.

Spencer goes in to shake her hand but she just stares down at it and looks back up to his face, “My name is Kate.”

Kate looks down at Spencer’s hand and meets my eyes, quirking up an eyebrow, sticking her tongue to the side of her mouth and looking away before looking back at Spencer.

“Ha. Well, it was great seeing you, but I’ve got some people to talk to.” He unwraps his hand from my waist and starts to turn around.

“Wait, where are you going?” I question.

“Are you deaf? I said I was going to talk to people.”

“Who?”

Shaking his head, he looks back at me shrugging, “Who else? Some of us work real jobs, Y/N”

Kate’s watching our interaction and I couldn’t be more embarrassed than I am right now.

I sigh and look up at Kate as I sit down at the nearest table, “Sorry.”

“For what?”

“Spencer.” I say apologizing for his childish behavior.

“Well like you said, it’s been a long week.” Kate’s throwing my words back at me.

“Yeah. Long week.”

I hear her take a few steps closer to me, standing next to where I’m sitting. She hooks a finger under my chin, tilting my head up to grab my attention, “Hey”

“I need to go find my mom, but I’ll come find you later, yeah?”

“Yeah, okay.” I say nodding.

I haven’t seen Spencer since the last time he said he was going to talk to people at the gala, and I’m bored sitting here at the table. Kate said she was going to come find me but that was so long ago, and she still hasn’t shown so I pull out my phone and start scrolling through Instagram.

When I look up from my phone, I search the room with my eyes for Spencer seeing as it’s getting kind of late. I finally spot him and he’s in a corner with a blond. Both are holding a drink in their hand, and she’s laughing gripping his bicep as Spencer whispers something in her ear. I keep watching, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene, only hurting myself more. Seconds later Spencer locks eyes with me and disregards the fact that I just saw everything play out. He grabs the blonde woman’s hand and leads her down a hallway.

I look down at my phone, trying to play it off, trying to keep my cool so I don’t become a pathetic mess at this stupid gala, in front of everyone I work with.

I sense someone’s presence next to me and a musky scent of lavender and mahogany, knowing who it is I look up at her. I look up at Kate.

“Come on.” She tells me, already starting to walk, motioning for me to follow her.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see, Y/N”

We reach a room towards the middle of the hallway and she opens the door for me, following right behind me, closing the door.

Looking around I notice it’s a room with some shelves, a desk, and a fireplace. A study of some sort.

“Kate wha-”

Still facing the door she says, “Can you believe it? We’re finally alone.”

Turing around she looks me in my eyes and starts walking over to me, by the desk.

“No Spencer. Just me and you.”

“Wha-” I try to get a word out.

Kate inches closer to me, standing directly in front of me, as I also move backward, closer to the front of the desk.

“He’s dancing. You’re alone. I came to find you. What are the chances, Y/N.”

She moves even closer, who knew that was possible? I move backwards some more, making room for her. I’m practically sitting on the edge of the desk as she stands between my legs.

She glances back at the door as she stands close enough to emit some tension. I’m looking down not sure of what’s going on but not being against it, as Kate looks down at me.

“Y/N?”

“Kate?”

I raise my eyes to her face, focusing on her mouth not having the courage to look her in the eyes yet.

“I swear, the universe must’ve read my mind. And what was I supposed to do? Not take my chance?”

“Kate, I still have no clue what you’re talking about.” I state taking a big gulp.

She grabs my hand and hooks her finger under my chin, forcing me to look her in the eyes, just as she did earlier. She moves a piece of hair out of my face and grabs my wrist, turning it over to trace the palm of hand.

“You know you deserve better than that right?”

“I-”

“I mean what was he doing over there when he could’ve been with you, looking like this.”

“What do you mean, Kate?”

“You and Spencer. You used to always be so happy with him and now… you seem kinda miserable. You come to work, and you go into your office, and you keep checking your phone to see if he’s texted or called. And he doesn’t. You get on the phone with him asking him to lunch on your break and you get off the phone with tears streaming down your face. You call your friends and talk to them about it, I heard how he treats you. You come in super early, looking next to dead because you were awake all night waiting up for him. He treats you like a piece of property that can be altered to his convenience at any moment”

“I’m not saying any of that is true, Kate, but how do you know all this?” I ask.

“You think I ’ve been coming to work just because I wanted to? I hate it there. I come in because I know you’re there. You think I’m not utterly mesmerized by your every move to not watch you all day?”

“I don’t know what to say.”

Kate looks up from my palm, and puts it on my lap, “Then let me do the talking.”

I make eye contact as I say, “Okay.” Barely above a whisper.

Kate inches even closer, pulling me into her and goes to my ear, “If I were your boyfriend, I never would’ve left you alone at that table, I wouldn’t even have looked the way of another women if it were you at my side, and I know sure as fuck I wouldn’t have left you alone for someone else to drag you into a study all alone.”

I can still feel her lips barely touching my ear as I ask, “What’re you saying, Kate.”

“What I’m saying is-”

Kate gives a quick kiss to my ear, “is that I could be a better boyfriend.”

She moves right below my ear, and kisses me again, “a better girlfriend.”

She goes lower and gives me another kiss, “I could do everything he was never able to do.”

Kate moves to the base of neck and starts placing multiple kisses on my skin, hardly giving in, “ I want to steal you from him, Y/N”

I suck in a breath as she continues, “ I would treat you right, better even. We would both benefit from this and deep down you know it.”

She starts kissing back up my neck, “ I don’t mean to tell you twice, but sweetheart he will never be able to satisfy you, in more ways than one, that is.”

She looks up, and looks me in the eye, “If I could give you some advice, I would leave with me tonight, Y/N.”

I find myself agreeing with very word Kate is whispering into my ear and give her a nod.

“I’m sorry I didn’t catch that, what?”

“Yes. I said Yes.” My breathing is uneven due to Kate’s shenanigans.

She presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth, pats the outside my thigh and hands me her hand to help me off the desk.

“What about Spencer, Kate?”

“Forget about Spencer. We’ll just walk out, hopefully the asshole will get the memo. I don’t want hear his name ever again.”

So, that’s what we do, Kate has her hand wrapped all the way around my waist as we walk to the doors, ignoring the stares.

We hear fast footsteps feet away from us, “Y/N!“ We hear Spencer yell.

"Don’t turn around.” Kate tells me, she throws him the finger, still looking straight forward, exiting.

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Overbearing, Protective, Dick Head Older Brothers

Pairin: Eddie Munson x Harrington!reader

Summary: Y/N is Steve's younger sister, and dating Eddie Munson. She believes to have been hiding her and Eddie's relationship well but that's obviously not true. It seems to her all her close friends know besides her older brother... until he eventually does.

Warning: cursing, talk of religion, terrible title, bad summarizing 😬 I think that's it.

fem!reader

Request for: @floralentry

“Okay, so I was thinking.” I start to say as I walk next to Eddie on our way to the cafeteria.

“Oh, well that’s never good.”

I laugh with non-existent humor, “Very funny, asshole.”

As the cafeteria starts to come into view, I feel Eddie rest his hand on my lower back and nuzzle his face into my neck, or at least try to before I gently push him off.

“Eddie, not here.” I say giggling.

“Why? I don’t know about you, Y/N, but I don't see any over-bearing, protective, dick head, older brothers around.” He pretends to glance around as he starts to open the cafeteria door for me.

“Hey, don’t say that! He just cares, is all, maybe a little too much but it’s still something. And you’re right, Steve isn’t around but someone might tell him.”

“Oh yeah? Like who?” We’re entering the lunch line, when I start to get cautious of who’s around.

“Come 'on do you honestly think they don’t already know? If there’s one thing, I’ve learned this past year it’s that those kids aren’t stupid. I mean, it’s not like they would rat us out even if they did know.”

“Why is it that you don’t want Steve to know again?” Eddie starts to walk a step ahead of me, and turns toward me, walking backwards.

“First of all, you’re going to trip. Second of all, he’s been through a lot, he’s got a ton on his mind, and lastly, you guys aren't exactly two peas in a pod.”

“Bullshit! You’ve been through a lot too. Listen, Harrington’s a big boy I’m sure he can handle some surprising news.”

I pull out a chair next to Max with my foot and Eddie sits next to me, “We’ll talk about it later.” I tell him.

I see Eddie glance around the table, which causes me to also glance at our friends around us. I find myself turning to see them already looking at me, and well, Eddie.

They all break their focus from me and Eddie when Robin, she plops down across from me, “You guys won't believe the day I’ve had!”

Robin starts ranting, and I try to open my can of coke, but I find myself struggling a bit.

“Fuck.” I’m getting frustrated when Eddie pulls the can from my hand and pops it open the first try.

“Language, sweetheart.” He says, handing me my soda and winking at me.

I push my tray a little bit forward since I have no plans on eating any of it and open my backpack.

“So, you never told me what you were thinking about.” Eddie’s voice is hushed and his mouth is slightly tilted to my ear.

“Ah, I like that idea, Y/N. What movie would we be seeing?”

I pause mid-sentence and waver a sandwich bag with two chocolate chip cookies in front of Eddies face, “want one?”

He nods so I hand him one and continue on, “But they also have The Nightmare on Elm Street if you don't want to watch some girly chick flic.”

I watch as Eddie takes a glance over at everyone in the corner of his eye and smugly places his hand on my thigh. I freeze in place, still eating my cookie however, when Eddie says, "No, no, it’s all good. I’m fine with seeing Pretty in Pink.”

“Are you sure? I know how much you like Nightmare on Elm Street.” I tell him, raising my brows.

“I’m positive. Besides, as long as I’m with you, I don't care what we do.”

“You’re too sweet, Eds.”

“Of cour-” I try to cover up our mess.

“Jesus!” Max is looking away, rubbing her temples with her hand.

“For Christ sakes! Get a room!”

“Could you be any more obvious!”

“Just friends, my ass.”

“It’s not what it looks like. We’re seriously, just friends.” I try to explain, desperately looking at Eddie.

“Uh yeah... Like we didn’t just hear you guys plan out your stupid cheesy date night.” Dustin states, giving us both an incredulous look.

And then I hear Mike burst out laughing, holding onto Lucas's shoulder for support, "As long as I'm with you my sweet baby." His voice is dropping a couple octaves as he mocks Eddie, pretending to coo in Lucas's ear.

I crumple up my napkin and hurdle it at Mikes head, as Eddie comes back at Mike and Dustin, "hey, hey, Mikey Man and Dusty Bun, don't be jealous just ‘cus your little Scarlet Witch and your Amish homesteader live states away from you."

As soon as I realize that Eddie has practically admitted our secret ardor, my eyes widen as big as saucers, “Eddie!”

The table starts to chuckle as Mike and Dustin look away rolling their eyes and Dustin says, “She’s Mormon you idiot.”

"Aw, you guys. I actually think they're really cute. It’s adorable really.” Robin is smiling from ear to ear.