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OWNED BY TAYLOR SWIFT

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New Me - Series

Summary: Hopper!reader is having a hard time adjusting to normalcy after the disappearance of her father, the death of her tumultuous ex-lover, and losing her only family to California. Instead of turning to her friends, she turns to isolation and partying to cope. Best friend, Steve Harrington, isn't about to let her drown.

Steve Harrington x OC

This series is more of a collection of moments between Little Miss Hopper and Steve. I'm currently writing a full fledge fic about these two based in the season four canon. Stay tuned!

What Would Madonna Do? Don't Press Your Luck Present Day When Her Sister Calls Hope This Isn't Weird

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HAVEN: MASTERLIST

steve harrington x byers!oc [ orignally posted on wattpad ]

synopsis: steve slowly fall's for his ex-girlfriend's best friend, who also happens to be her boyfriend's twin sister. (i actually don't know how to summarize this LMAO)

status: completed

c h a p t e r s :

main characters

season 1

chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4

chapter 5 | chapter 6 | chapter 7 | chapter 8

season 2

chapter 9 | chapter 10 | chapter 11 | chapter 12

chapter 13 | chapter 14 | chapter 15 | chapter 16

season 3

chapter 17 | chapter 18 | chapter 19 | chapter 20

chapter 21 | chapter 22 | chapter 23

season 4

chapter 24 | chapter 25 | chapter 26 | chapter 27 chapter 28 | chapter 29 | chapter 30

season 5

tba.

© solarswonderland

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Stolen moments...

Warnings: nothing much, typical stranger things plot, Steve being a cutie ... I guess that's that

Let’s be honest, before everything happened, Steve Harrington was the last person you’d ever picture yourself associating with. King Steve, the preening jock, the guy who seemed perpetually stuck in a hair commercial – your paths simply weren’t meant to cross. Your life was filled with… well, you. You had your own pursuits, your own interests, and a distinct aversion to the kind of superficiality Steve seemed to embody. You had far more pressing things to occupy your mind, far more important battles to wage in the mundane world. Dating the popular guy or even just hanging out with him, was never really on your to-do list. That was until Hawkins decided to rewrite the rules of reality and throw you headfirst into a nightmare you never asked for.

It started subtly, didn't it? A strange feeling in the air, whispers of things unseen, and then, bam, you were dodging interdimensional monsters like it was normal Tuesday. Not that it was ever normal. You remember the first time vividly, the sheer terror as you faced those grotesque, shadowy creatures. The memory still makes your stomach churn, a cold dread that settles deep in your bones even now, during the day. You fought back, yes. You even, to your own twisted surprise, managed to take down a few of them. But those battles came at a cost. The image of their inhuman forms, their chilling screeches, they replay like a broken record behind your eyelids.

Sleep became a battlefield of its own. Night after night, they return, the grotesque entities that haunt your dreams, a grim reminder of what lurks just beyond the veil of the ordinary. The exhaustion became a physical thing, dragging you down like lead weights. And it was visible, dark circles now a permanent fixture beneath your eyes, a stark testament to the horrors that kept you awake in the stillness of the night. These weren't just bad dreams; they were a symptom of a war you'd found yourself unwillingly conscripted into.

And this is where Steve Harrington, the very person you’d deemed inconsequential, started to surprisingly weave himself into the narrative. You hadn't noticed it at first, all you could think about was putting one foot forward, making it through each day without breaking down. You were so focused on the immediate horror that you didn't notice the subtle shifts in routine, the small, almost imperceptible gestures.

It started, ironically enough, at Scoops Ahoy. You were treating yourself, trying to find some semblance of normalcy in a double scoop of strawberry, when you noticed an extra cherry nestled among the ice cream. Just one. Odd, you thought, it never had more than one cherry before. You shrugged it off as a random act by a distracted employee, but the next time, there were two. Each subsequent visit saw the cherry count incrementally increase, making you realise someone was intentionally – and meticulously – adding them to your treat. You glanced up at the counter, catching sight of Steve, his gaze averted, pretending to scrutinize the ice cream flavours. But he couldn't hide the tiny flicker of amusement in his eyes when yours met his.

After that, it became a game of sorts, a quiet acknowledgement that something was amiss and in that shared awareness, a strange sense of comfort began to form. It wasn't a grand declaration, not a full-blown heart-to-heart; it was a silent understanding. When you went to the mini-market for those late-night supplies, he would just happen to be there. It wasn't a deliberate or a planned 'meet-cute' type of thing, more of a casual encounter disguised as happenstance. He'd “accidentally” bump into you by the frozen food aisle, offering a brief, “Hey, how’s your day going?” with a nonchalance that would make an actual accident look theatrical.

It was ridiculous, the way he tried to feign ignorance. It was as if he was playing a role in his own bad rom-com, but it worked. It was a welcome distraction from the internal chaos raging within your mind. Each encounter, no matter how clumsy or poorly executed, was a gentle reminder that life hadn't completely succumbed to the darkness. It was a small, almost insignificant kindness that made a world of difference in your current, messed up life.

He never pushed, never pried. He didn’t ask about the nightmares or the reason for the dark circles that had become a part of your physical makeup. He didn’t need to. He knew, somehow that the mere knowledge of your struggles was enough to drive him to help. He didn't try to be a hero, or a saviour. He didn't offer empty platitudes or hollow reassurances. Instead, he offered something far more valuable: a sense of normalcy, an assurance that sometimes, life could be as simple as extra cherries in your ice cream or a casual "Hey" at the mini-market.

This was Steve, the King turned reluctant guardian, the one person you never expected to understand, now quietly trying to soothe the very wounds he couldn't even begin to see. It was a peculiar kind of comfort, hidden within his awkward attempts at nonchalance, a silent testament to the unspoken bond that had inexplicably formed between you.

You might still have a hard time processing this new reality of the world, where monsters lurk in the shadows and seemingly trivial encounters can become a lifeline. You’re still trying to understand the depths of this unexpected war you’ve been pulled into. But there is one thing you know for sure, that even in this chaos, you're not entirely alone. Steve, in his own clumsy, endearing way, is there, a quiet presence offering a much-needed reprieve, proving that sometimes, the most unexpected connections can be the most meaningful, and that the true measure of a person isn't in their crown, but in the small acts of kindness they offer in the dark. You never thought you'd say this, but you're glad he's there, even if it’s just for the extra cherries.

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I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss

Warnings: major angst, breakups, heartbreak, allusions to cheating, self doubt, mean!Steve, King!Steve, hurt/comfort, love triangle, mentions of an ED, past trauma. Eddie x reader ending.

Parings: Steve Harrington x fem!cheerleader!reader | Eddie Munson x fem!reader | Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler

Summary: Steve was slipping through your fingers and you desperately held onto him not realizing that his heart wasn’t yours anymore. Dealing with the aftermath of your breakup turns out to be harder than you thought. Steve’s presence still lingers and while he keeps a hold of your heart, someone else sneaks their way into it too.

prologue | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven | part twelve | part thirteen | part fourteen | part fifteen | part sixteen | part seventeen | part eighteen | part nineteen | part twenty | part twenty one | part twenty two | part twenty three | part twenty four | part twenty five | part twenty six | part twenty seven | part twenty eight | part twenty nine | part thirty | epilogue

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random headcanons about Steve

random headcanons about Eddie

headcanons about Cheer (reader)

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౨ৎ ⋆ ｡˚ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭: 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 a stranger things rewrite

pairings: steve harrington x reader

contains: fem!reader, minor enemies to lovers, slow burn, violence, cursing, steve being an ass in season one but epically redeems himself, and any other warnings that may come with stranger things lol

moving into the small and quiet town of hawkins, indiana, was not the most ideal vision of how you thought your sophomore year would go. between being under chief hopper's wing, dodging steve harrington, and a kid going missing in a town with no crime, you find yourself investigating the unexplainable.

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘: 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗘 you've just been dragged to the middle of nowhere, aka hawkins, indiana, with your pos father where the cicadas are loud and the neighbors are louder. after moving into your new trailer home that’s seen better days—probably in another lifetime, you somehow end up under chief hopper's care, hawkins' grumpiest cop. oh, and did i mention you found a creepy portal in the woods? how much weirder can this town get?

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗢: 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢 your first few weeks in your new town, hawkins, are honestly anything but normal. you quickly find yourself caught between making new friends and keeping your distance, all while dodging the king of douchebags, steve harrington, and his clumsy attempts to get to know you, all on your first day. and, with a cherry on top, a strange figure in the woods makes you question if hawkins has a wildlife problem—or something much stranger. spoiler alert: it's not just deer.

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘: 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗬𝗘𝗥𝗦 turns out nancy wheeler and her family aren't all that bad, but middle school boy humor is the worst. ignoring your gut for once? classic mistake—now a kid's missing, and the guilt trip's free of charge! what's even cooler is that steve harrington won't get off your ass, and loves to make fun of people with missing siblings with his lovely friends. oh, and now barb's missing. hawkins couldn't get any better!

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Meredith ‘Mer’ Gibson - Stranger Things OC

TW: Alcohol and Drug abuse, Smoking, teen pregnancy, religious trauma, abuse, suicide

Face Claim: Jennifer Love Hewitt

Born: October 3rd, 1968 at Hawkins Memorial Hospital

Personality: Defensive, cynical, nosy, reckless, lonely, she’s short-tempered and is definitely not the type to forgive and forget. despite her hard shell, meredith is loyal to those she can trust and surprisingly considerate and kind.

Physical Details:

A detailed golden cross necklace on a gold chain

Otherwise cheap jewelry that often leaves green stains on her fingers and wrists

Bitten down nails with chipped burgundy polish

Family:

Kathleen Gibson (neé Booker) (D. 1982)

Adam Gibson (D. 1971)

Dorothy Booker (neé Marks) (Estranged)

Martin Booker (Estranged)

Associates:

Jonathan Byers (Best Friend -> Boyfriend -> Ex-Boyfriend/Acquaintance)

Nancy Wheeler (Friend/Acquaintance)

Robin Buckley (Close Friend -> Best Friend)

Steve Harrington (Enemy -> Acquaintance -> Friend -> Boyfriend)

The Party (Acquaintances)

Joyce Byers (Maternal Figure)

Backstory:

The Bookers were extremely, almost fervently religious.

They imposed strict rules and curfew on Kathleen.

When Kathleen was 16, she started going out with Adam Gibson. Only a few months after they had been going out, Kathleen became pregnant.

She confessed to her parents and begged them for forgiveness. They kicked her out of their home and told her it was her punishment for sinning.

Kathleen and Adam moved to the Forest Hills Trailer Park. Meredith was born 2 weeks premature but was a healthy baby. Kathleen struggles following the birth and Adam became the primary caretaker and breadwinner for the family.

Eventually, Kathleen pulled herself out of her depression and began working at a the supermarket as a cashier. For three years, all seemed well.

In fall of 1971, Adam Gibson killed himself, leaving Kathleen and three-year-old Meredith alone.

Kathleen’s depression returned, she was fired from her job and started drinking. She blames Meredith for being a burden and ruining both her and Adam’s futures.

When Meredith was 11, she started babysitting children in the trailer park for money.

Meredith was bullied and ostracized for her ill-fitting, cheap clothing and trailer park home by children at school. However, she made a friend in Jonathan Byers, an outcast much like her and one of the only people who didn’t look down on her or ignore her.

in late 1982, Kathleen Gibson died of a drug overdose, leaving 14-year-old Meredith to her nearest living relatives: Dorothy and Martin Booker.

Still deeply religious, they imposed many of the same rules on Meredith as they did on Kathleen.

Meredith’s fiery temper, agnostic views and independence clashes with her grandparents, resulting in countless arguments. In October 1983, just under a year since her arrival, the simmering tension in the house exploded. Meredith and Dorothy had an explosive screaming match, culminating in Dorothy slapping Meredith. Meredith stormed out, her grandmothers screams to leave and never come back echoing from the doorway.

Desperate, Meredith called Jonathan from a pay phone. He picked her up and convinced her to stay at the Byers home until she was able to sort things out.

On November 6th, 1983, Meredith Gibson is cleaning up Blue Razzberry flavoured puke out of the arcade carpet, unaware of what awaits her in the following days.

Likes:

smoking (she dislikes most commercial brands though, preferring to roll her own)

music (david bowie, the pretenders, the clash, queen, talking heads, fleetwood mac, etc)

movies (alien, jaws, mad max, the last picture show, the omen, carrie, etc) (can you tell she loves a horror movie?)

stephen king novels

milk chocolate

cold pizza

silver jewelry

pop rocks

Dislikes:

blood

liars

cheesy songs and movies

cola gummies

store bought cigarettes

beer

peanut butter

Quotes:

“hey, Jon. It’s-it’s Meredith. Um… Look somethings’s happened, Can I-uh.. Can I stay at your place for a few days? Just until I figure things out. (…) Yeah, I’m at the phone booth on Archer. Alright, see you in a few. Thanks.”

“I think that you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.”

“when I was 11, Kathleen got completely smashed while i was babysitting for the neighbours. I came home and…and she was sitting on her bed. holding a pistol. I… walked by her room and she shot at me. Said she thought I was an intruder. Bullet went right into the wall, barely 3 inches from my head. She never even apologized. just said I shouldn’t sneak up on her like that. After she passed out, I hid the gun in my room. Pretty sure it’s still there. nice surprise for the new owners, I guess.”

“It’s easier, just me and Freddie. Hard to disappoint a cat. People are.. so much more complicated. Cats, you feed ‘em, you pet ‘em, they’re happy as can be. People are… much harder. I’ve tried. It’s not for me.”

“Love.. isn’t something that’s in the cards for me. All that’s in my blood is pain, pain and disappointment.”

“I… like this—love this. I love you. I love how you always make sure i’m on the inside of the street, and you always remember where I left my keys. I love how you always find new movies to show me, and I love how much you care. about everyone. I love everything, even the shitty, twisted up bits and the messy stuff. ‘Cause even then, I can’t imagine it with anyone but you.”

“It’s you and me, always. No matter what.”

{meredith my beloved! one of my favourite ocs i’ve ever made! 🫶🫶 you will definitely be seeing a lot more of her because i have so much stuff about her at the ready lol}

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I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss

Warnings: major angst, breakups, heartbreak, allusions to cheating, self doubt, mean!Steve, King!Steve, hurt/comfort, love triangle, mentions of an ED, past trauma. Eddie x reader ending.

Parings: Steve Harrington x fem!cheerleader!reader | Eddie Munson x fem!reader | Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler

Summary: Steve was slipping through your fingers and you desperately held onto him not realizing that his heart wasn’t yours anymore. Dealing with the aftermath of your breakup turns out to be harder than you thought. Steve’s presence still lingers and while he keeps a hold of your heart, someone else sneaks their way into it too.

prologue | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven | part twelve | part thirteen | part fourteen | part fifteen | part sixteen | part seventeen | part eighteen | part nineteen | part twenty | part twenty one | part twenty two | part twenty three | part twenty four | part twenty five | part twenty six | part twenty seven | part twenty eight | part twenty nine | part thirty | epilogue

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random headcanons about Steve

random headcanons about Eddie

headcanons about Cheer (reader)

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For anyone who hasn't seen this yet (in regards to my latest gifsets), here's the video :) Enjoy ~

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Joe Keery in No Activity (Season 3)

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18+ MDNI requested; fluff; brief allusions to sex; f!reader (wc 668) with STEVE HARRINGTON

Steve had a lot of moles.

They were hard to miss, scattered across the span of his back, a constellation of stars, a fun game of connect-the-dots. You teased him for it—accused him of not wearing enough sunscreen, to which he sheepishly admitted that he, in fact, wasn't—but you loved every single one of them, and he knew that.

Though, as you woke up with heavy eyes and sore muscles, his moles weren't the only thing on his back.

Steve had fallen asleep on his stomach, one arm tucked under his pillow and the other wrapped around your waist, holding you close. Your eyes traced where the sunlight kissed him, from the slope of his nose to the slight flush on his cheeks to his parted lips that let out soft snores.

As you smoothed your fingers through his hair, your gaze drifted down to his back, and your eyes widened. Among his moles were red lines. Scratches you had left on him last night as Steve intertwined his soul with yours, your nails raking down his skin, breathless I love you's into open mouths. Heat crept up your neck—it looked like he got mauled by a fucking bear.

But the sound of his voice snapped you out of your flustered thoughts.

"Morning, beautiful," Steve greeted, low and raspy.

You tore your gaze away from his back and nuzzled your nose against his shoulder. He smelled of his cologne and body wash and a hint of musk. Shyly, you whispered, "Hi."

"Hey," he chuckled, a grin tugging at his lips, his hand trailing down to your hip. "You okay?"

You nodded. "I just, uh, scratched up your back pretty bad."

"Oh." Steve frowned and craned his neck to look at the damage. You knew he couldn't see anything. "It's fine. No one's gonna see it anyway."

"Steve."

With raised brows, he looked at you. "Yeah?"

"The pool party is today."

His mouth formed into a small 'o.' "Shit, that's right," Steve mumbled, more to himself than to you. "Well, I guess I'm swimming with my shirt on," he sighed, grunting as he rolled over onto his back, stretching his arms out. He smirked. "Unless you want me to show them off."

You huffed, "Please don't."

Amused, Steve pushed further. "Why not? I like them." His smile grew as you glared at him, and then he leaned in, planting kisses from your cheek to your jaw. You nearly melted into the mattress. "It tells me I know how to make my girl feel good—" he nipped at your neck, eliciting a hum from you, "—And it makes me want to do it all over again."

Before you both got carried away, you stopped him, your hands on his shoulders. "You're an idiot."

"Only for you," he said, completely unfazed. "Can't think of anything but your pretty face when you're around."

Your cheeks burned knowing he meant every word. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Steve laughed and gave your hip a gentle squeeze. You saw how his gaze softened, his brown eyes honey when caught in the light, warm and swimming with adoration. He always looked at you as if the mere sight of you took his breath away. At least, Robin had helped you realize that. 

"I love you." Three words you couldn't get enough of.

The corners of your lips quirked up, and unable to hold eye contact any longer, you turned your head and stared at the ceiling. You thought having a crush on him was hard—being in love with him was even worse. An overwhelming feeling. It had your soul opened and bared to him only to be accepted and loved fully despite all your flaws. It swallowed you whole.

And Steve noticed. "C'mon, baby. You weren't this shy last night.” You definitely weren't. His hand left your hip to grasp your chin, forcing you to look at him again. “Say it back."

Once you found your voice, you said, "I love you, too."

Steve grinned. "There you go."

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Did I ever tell you, I’ve got a thing for brunettes?

FLYNN RIDER - STEVE HARRINGTON

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#baby girl <3

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Dancing with our hands tied | S.H.

And my, my love had been frozen. Deep blue, but you painted me golden.

Warnings: 18+, mdni! there will be smut in the future chapters. enemies to lovers, 'she fell first, he fell harder' kind of trope, allusions to unrequited love, mentions of death, injuries, allusions to self hatred, mentions of bullying, this story is set post s4, Vecna and the upside down are gone. slow burn. ‘hate’ sex. fwb kinda thing but they’re ‘enemies’. mean!reader, mean!Steve, hurt/comfort, happy ending.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Summary: You and Steve have never seen eye to eye, and it never changed, not even when you were pulled into a world of monsters and risked your life to save him. But tension had always been between you both, something that neither of you ever wanted to admit -- but how much longer can you take it when the pull between you gets stronger and stronger each second you spend by each others side?

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Prologue

Chapter one ⭐︎ Waiting Room

Chapter two ⭐︎ I want you to notice, when I’m not around

Chapter three ⭐︎ So if you need to be mean, be mean to me

Chapter four ⭐︎ Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness

Chapter five ⭐︎'Cause you know it could never be

Chapter six ⭐︎ Secrets I have held in my heart

Chapter seven ⭐︎ Got a feeling your electric touch, could fill this ghost town up with life

Chapter eight ⭐︎ Say my name and everything just stops

Chapter nine ⭐︎ And I'll show you if you let me, girl

Chapter ten ⭐︎ Weigh down on me, stay 'til morning

Chapter eleven ⭐︎ Yeah, I know it seems surprising when there’s lipstick still on the glass

Chapter twelve ⭐︎ When the curtains call the time, will we both go home alive?

Chapter thirteen ⭐︎ For a moment, I was heaven struck

Chapter fourteen ⭐︎ Somewhere in these eyes, I'm on your side

Chapter fifteen ⭐︎ I thought the plane was going down, how'd you turn it right around?

Chapter sixteen ⭐︎ Hold me, love me, touch me, honey

Chapter seventeen ⭐︎ What am I supposed to do? If there's no you.

Chapter eighteen ⭐︎ Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me

Chapter nineteen ⭐︎ For you, I would ruin myself, a million little times

Chapter twenty ⭐︎ Tell me it's love, tell me it's real

Chapter twenty one ⭐︎ Please, I've been on my knees, change the prophecy

Chapter twenty two ⭐︎ (coming soon)

Chapter twenty three ⭐︎ (coming soon)

Chapter twenty four ⭐︎ (coming soon)

Chapter twenty five ⭐︎ (coming soon)

The Epilogue ⭐︎ (coming soon)

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𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

summary: in which best friends, y/n henderson and steve harrington get caught up in their feelings while paranormal activities occur in the small town of hawkins, indiana

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞

I - the vanishing of will byers 1.9k

II - the search 2.1k

III - the weirdo on maple street 2k

IV - the house party 2.1k

V - the body 2.4k

VI - pictures 1k

VII - the woods 2.4k

VIII - don’t turn off the lights 1.7k

IX - monster hunting 2.5k

X - the kiddie pool 2.7k

XI - let’s kill this son of a bitch 4.1k

XII - happy holidays 2.7k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨

XIII - mad max 3k

XIV - new kids on the block 2.4k

XV - halloween night 4.6k

XVI - tension 1.9k

XVII - episodes 2.3k

XVIII - the cellar 2.3k

XIX - sexual electricity 3.1k

XX - the junkyard 3.3k

XXI - hawkins lab 2.3k

XXII - the spy 1.8k

XXIII - together again 3.4k

XXIV - the fight 2.6k

XXV - tunnels 3.1k

XXVI - the snow ball 3k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

XXVII - scoops ahoy 3.3k

XXVIII - suzie, do you copy? 2.7k

XXIX - the code 2.4k

XXX - evil russians 2.6k

XXXI - the air ducts 2.1k

XXXII - child endangerment 2.4k

XXXIII - booby traps 2.8k

XXXIV - the gate 2.4k

XXXV - caught 2.9k

XXXVI - drugged 2.1k

XXXVII - escaping evil russians 101 2.8k

XXXVIII - interrogate me 3.6k

XXXIX - the bite 2.4k

XL - the mind flayer 2.1k

XLI - scoops troop 3k

XLII - the battle of starcourt 4.5k

XLIII - new beginnings 2.7k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

XLIV - the pep rally 5.4k

XLV - the nightmares 5k

XLVI - the game 2.5k

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•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑. ❞✭・

supernovafics!

✭•*⁀➷ a modern fake dating steve harrington series ·。.·゜✭·.·✫·゜·。.

in which a friendship is surprisingly born in an elevator, and a crush that feels hopeless is developed very soon after that. for what feels like forever, you debate whether or not you should be honest with eddie and see if he maybe feels the same way as you. but, you upsettingly miss your chance to say anything when he gets into a relationship with someone that’s not you. ultimately, you decide to push everything you feel to the side so that you don’t potentially ruin everything between you and him; because at the end of the day, he’s still your best friend. now, two years later, things have changed— there’s a break up, reignited feelings, and pining that feels worse and even more helpless this time around. a blind date leads to you fake dating some guy you barely even know with the hopes of finally getting eddie to see you as more than just a friend. at first, you’re hesitant and you honestly think that steve’s suggestion sounds a little insane. but, then you decide that perhaps it could actually, somehow, maybe work? you and steve haven’t even known each other for a full twenty hours before you two are shaking hands and agreeing to fake date for a month, and hoping that you both get what you want out of this abruptly thrown together arrangement.

warnings: modern au, college au, fake dating trope, Big Big slow burn, bestfriend!eddie, slight fuckboy!steve vibes, unrequited feelings, pining, angst, specific warnings will be tagged per chapter

author's note: ah i'm very very excited for this series! i had this idea since like december and have been up and down and back and forth with outlining and writing it for the past few months (its been a bit of a roller coaster to say the least lmao). but here it finally is woooo !! i'm gonna actually do a taglist for this one so let me know if you wanna be added<333

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prologue — can't go back

chapter one — from the start

chapter two — how to fall in love

(the entire series will be twenty chapters and an epilogue!)

[lovely-hazydreams]

i honestly have no caption. i don't think anyone cares about a caption when you can look at joe keery putting his lips into action. right? right.