#Robin x Nancy x reader tickle fic

[veryblushyswitch]

Nancy x Robin x Reader ~ Poly Ship (tickle fic) 🌸

Summary: Nancy and Robin find themselves falling for one of Eddie’s friends. She plays guitar, loves watching movies, and absolutely loves Nancy and Robin. It isn’t until the three of them hang out that secrets are revealed.

Lee: Reader

Lers: Nancy & Robin

Authors Note: First time ever writing for a poly relationship!! I am going to have the reader in this story go by she/they pronouns, but I will make gender neutral ones in the future. This took me so long- oh my gosh. But it’s finally done and I had such a fun time writing it!! I hope you all enjoy! 🌸 @blushyeleven 🌸

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Bright colored leaves fell to the ground as an autumn wind blew across the football field of Hawkins High School. A crowd gathered in the gym while the assembly for the mid-school year was starting to begin.

“Can’t believe we have one of these in the middle of our lunch period.” Robin complained as she sat herself next to Nancy. The two had been dating in secret for a while now. Steve, Chrissy, Eddie, Johnathon and the kids knew, but other than that completely private.

“Yeah. At least we can sit next to each other the whole time.” Nancy gave Robin a wink which made her blush and playfully nudge Nancy’s leg.

“You’re such a flirt, Nancy Wheeler.” Robin whispered, poking Nancy’s side making her yelp and grab Robin’s hand.

“Only for you, Buckley.” Nancy squeezed her hand gently before interlocking their fingers together.

The assembly seemed to last forever as teachers made speeches and cheerleading routines never ended. It was always nice to see Chrissy perform though.

“This is so boring.” Robin remarked, her leg bouncing out of compulsion.

“Yeah I know, it’ll be over soon.” Nancy rubbed her thumb along Robin’s hand.

As she finished her sentence, a song started to play on the speaker. Nancy and Robin glanced at each other, both trying to hide how anxious they felt. They stared at the girl who was strumming away at her electric guitar.

The familiar riff of Don’t Bring Me Down filled the auditorium. The school decided to have a more rock sound for the pep rally and Y/N just so happened to be invited by the school to play a song.

Nancy and Robin were in love to say the least. They knew you played guitar, but they’ve never actually seen you play. Robin was blushing and Nancy was playing with her hair every now and then to try and distract herself from you.

As the performance finished, the crowd erupted into applause as you walked off stage. Nancy and Robin held hands after they clapped and nodded at each other. When they saw you after fifth period today, they were going to ask you to hang out this weekend.

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Never in a million years would you have thought you would’ve had Robin Buckley and Nancy Wheeler inviting you over to hang out.

You’ve had a crush on both of them for quite some time, and you’ve all talked at school when you could, but you’ve never hung out with them outside of all that. You’ve talked with Eddie about how you feel and sworn him to secrecy.

As you approached the Wheeler’s residence, you took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest as the door handle almost immediately moved and the door opened.

“Y/N!” Robin squealed as she leapt at you for a hug. You laughed at the sudden affection and hugged her back. You two had always been super affectionate individuals and hugs were a must whenever you saw each other.

“Hey Y/N.” Nancy waved from the doorway. Her other hand was playing with the hem of her skirt. She always did that when she was nervous. You started to feel a little anxious at the wonder of what she could be worried about.

“Come on in.” Nancy gestured inside. Robin took your hand and dragged you into the house and headed towards the basement.

“I’m gonna grab a couple drinks then I’ll be down.” Nancy remarked as you and Robin made yourselves comfortable on the couch.

You sat on the middle cushion and grabbed a pillow to hug against your chest. Robin made herself comfortable against your right side, leaning her head on your shoulder and looking up at you. Gosh she is so cute, you thought.

“Hey, Nancy seemed a bit… anxious when I arrived. Is something wrong?” As you asked this Robin sat up and blushed a bit.

“Y-Yeah she’s totally fine. Nothing’s wrong I promise.” She fiddled with her fingers. You felt a bit sad when she sat up. You wished she would lean against you again.

“Okay I’m back, sorry for the wait.” Nancy announced walking down the stairs. She had a water bottle in each hand and a can of coke tucked under her arm.

She handed you and Robin a water while she sat on your left and opened her coke. You all simultaneously took an awkward sip. The air was tense and you had no idea why. Other than all the gay panicking that was happening in your head-

“So… what did you guys think of the show?” You broke the ice as you set your water bottle on the table in front of you. Robin choked a bit on her water making Nancy giggle.

“It was amazing. Robin and I both agree it was the only entertaining part of the whole assembly. Other than seeing Chrissy.” You smiled an blushed a little at that. They really liked your performance?!

“I mean, Tammy Thompson was pretty entertaining if you ask me.” You snickered before all three of you broke into laughter.

It felt good to have the tension disappear. Laughter was the best way to do that when it came to the Hawkins gang.

The next couple minutes were spent talking about everyone’s day and random updates about life. Robin was talking about a work story with Steve when you noticed that Nancy was playing with the hem of her skirt again. She also seemed to be zoned out as she listened to Robin speak.

Robin finished her story and headed to the restroom. You decided to see if you could get Nancy to talk to you. It’s not like it was hard, all three of you talked to each other about everything practically. Something was clearly bothering her and you needed to know what.

“You okay Nance? You’ve been kind of anxious.” You put a hand on her knee. She jumped a bit at the action and turned towards you like a deer in the headlights.

“I-I’m fine. Just have some things on my mind.” She looked away.

“Do you wanna talk about it? You don’t have to if you don’t feel like it of course, but I’m here if you need anything.” You moved your thumb across her knee in a comforting motion making her smile.

Robin walked out of the bathroom and stopped in her tracks when she saw you two. She made eye contact with Nancy before looking back at you.

“Actually…” Nancy began, bringing your hand that was on her knee up to hold in hers. “There is something we both want to talk to you about.” Robin sat back down next to you as Nancy said this.

“Okay. Is something wrong?” You saw the color leave Robin’s face. Either something was wrong, or something was incredibly wrong. “Whatever it is, I’m here for you guys.” You took Robin’s hand in yours that wasn’t holding Nancy’s. “Nothing can change that.”

Nancy still seemed worried, but took a deep breath and managed a small smile.

“So… you know how Robin and I are… close, you could say.” You nodded along as Nancy went on. “Yeah so. We’re girlfriends. And not like fiends who are girls. We’re together.” Nancy started to tear up as Robin tried to hold back a sob while her leg bounced a million miles a minute.

“A-And we don’t want you to think any different of us w-were still us.” Robin started to full on cry as she squeezed your hand.

“Guys…” You began, tears forming in your eyes. “I don’t care about that. I’m so incredibly happy you told me this. In fact, I… I like girls too.” Now you had tears running down your face.

Nancy giggled which caused you to laugh which then caused Robin to giggle through her sobs before wrapping you in a hug. Nancy wrapped around you both as all three of you laughed and cried.

After a few minutes, you all took in some deep breaths and laid back. Nancy and Robin made eye contact then looked back at you. Robin nodded. Her and Nancy agreed they would split up telling you everything. Now it was her turn.

“There was another thing we wanted to tell you. Or more so ask you if the events went well, which they have, and I personally didn’t think it would go this well-” “Robin.” Nancy stopped her girlfriend from going on for too long. “Oh yeah, sorry.” She shook her hands a bit to let some of the nervous energy out.

“Nancy and I, we’re dating. We’re together.” You smiled hearing that again. You always had an assumption considering how close they were. But you didn’t interrupt. “And.. a-and we would like to know if- to know if you would like to date us too.”

Your eyes widened and your face blushed red. Is this really happening? You almost started crying again. You felt paralyzed. With what? Fear? Excitement? Maybe both.

“I… I would love to. Yes! I’ve actually had a crush on both of you guys for a while now! Eddie was the only one who knew and it was this whole thing- And I’m going to stop myself before I start rambling.” You cried with joy and shook your hands with happiness.

Robin and Nancy smiled and started crying again too. Cue another three way hug full of giggles and tears.

“Oh my gosh I can’t believe this is happening!” You shook your hands making Robin do the same. You both stimmed and listened as Nancy giggled at how adorable you two were being. Nancy wiped away her last few remaining tears, reaching for one your’s and Robin’s hands.

You both looked at Nancy with longing eyes as she kissed each of your hands. You felt your ears turn pink making Robin and Nancy giggle.

Robin booped your nose as Nancy poked your cheek. Your eyes widened as you covered your face to hide the blush spreading across your face.

“Awww she’s trying to hide from us Nance~” Robin cooed and poked your side. You squealed and tried to block that spot with your elbow, but it only managed to cover a small part of your ribs since you didn’t want to uncover all of your face.

The two made eye contact before scribbling at your sides. A shriek escaped your mouth as your arms came crashing down against your torso.

You threw your head back in laughter, the fingers moved up and down from your sides to your ribs and even sneaking pokes under your arms.

“Ohohohohoh my gohohosh!” You tried to curl yourself against Robin when Nancy hit a particularly sensitive spot on your ribs.

“What’s that song you were playing at the pep rally?” Nancy asked, a mischievous sparkle in her eye. You tried to protest, knowing where they were going with the playful teasing.

“Don’t Bring Me Down? Yeah I love that song! I always wondered how Y/N played it.” Robin smirked grabbing an arm to pin by the side of your head.

“Me too, Rob. Let’s try together shall we?” Nancy took your other arm and pinned it the same way.

“N-Nahancy! Robin! Plehehease!” You tried to pull at your arms but they were pinned good. They both slowly walked their first two fingers down your arm starting at your wrists.

Your giggles got louder and higher as their fingers spider crawled lower and lower till they were right above your underarms. You brought your legs up against your chest as you tried to prepare yourself for their attack.

“Ready?” Nancy asked Robin. “Go!” Robin yelled. You screamed at contact then burst into laughter as they scribbled from your underarms to your ribs and up and down and up again.

“Don’t bring me down~” Robin sang as she strummed your ribs like a guitar. “No! No! No! No! Nooo~” Nancy joined in pinching your side. They both giggled as the singing seemed to make you laugh more.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” “Pleeeeease- sing another verse?” Robin teased digging a bit rougher into your lower ribs to make you squeal. “Who can say no to that?”

Nancy and Robin sang the chorus once again with your laugh as the background music.

They slowed their hands to give you a break but kept your wrists pinned to the couch. “Don’t worry we’re not done with you yet.” Robin cooed rubbing her thumb against your wrist in a comforting way.

“I didn’t know you were so ticklish~” Nancy teased lightly scratching at your tummy with her nails. This caused you to squeal and kick your legs out. The light scratches causing the butterflies in your stomach to flutter their wings even faster than you thought was possible.

“Hehehehehe! *snort* Nohohohohoho!” The light tickles caused you to snort and hide your face against the couch. Robin and Nancy could’ve died happy right then and there after hearing that noise. Well maybe after hearing it a few more times.

“That was the cutest sound I’ve ever heard!!!” Robin practically screamed. This made you laugh even more and blush at her comment. They continued to pinch and scratch at your stomach. Nancy sneakily poking at your belly button a few times to make you jump.

“Ahahahahaha! *snort* IhI cahahahahan’t!” You snorted and squealed. The light tickles filling your body warmth and happiness. Your body went into fight or flight mode, however, when you felt a pinch to your hip. Nancy jumped back at the sudden scream that was ripped from your throat.

“Ooooh Nance!! You found a tickle spot!!” Robin beamed, her eyes twinkling with delight as she started pinching your hip. You squirmed harder than ever. Your body overflowing with the ticklish sensations yelling at you to escape. Yet it was all enjoyable nonetheless. Every had their breaking point, however.

“OKAHAHAHAHAHAY! OKAY STAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! MERCY! UHUNCLE! PLEHEHEHASE!” You kicked your legs as you laughed those final words. Your next few breaths coming out in small giggles as Nancy and Robin withdrew their hands.

Robin brushed some hair behind your ear that had gotten in your face during all the squirming.

“You’re so cute Y/N.” Robin admired the way your eyes glistened after she spoke. Nancy agreed. “Your laugh is so beautiful and adorable. We’ll have to do this all the time.” She giggled when the comment made you blush. And just when you were calming down from the tickle attack!

Nancy and Robin practically melted at how adorable you were being. Nancy bit her lip before mustering up the courage to kiss your cheek.

Both you and Robin stared at Nancy in astonishment. “Was that okay?” Nancy asked while gripping onto her skirt. You smiled. That smile turned into a smirk as you gently took the hem of her shirt and pulled her lips to yours.

“More than okay.” You said after the kiss. You turned to Robin and did the same. Her face beamed with joy. The three of you then cuddled and soon fell asleep from an emotional few hours. Thus began a journey all three of you wouldn’t trade for anything.

[rainydayathogwarts]

Watch don't touch - Eddie (bf) x reader x Steve

Behold, the Eddie munson fic that will break the internet... Summary: Eddie loves to show people what they want but can't have. Steve just happens to want you, Eddie's precious girlfriend. Warnings: Semi-public sex, voyeurism, hand job, fingering. 1.7k wc

"Have you guys had sex yet?" The question comes from Steve, pointedly looking at you and Eddie cuddling on the floor, your backs leant on the outside couch in Steve's big backyard, the cool wind causing ripples in the perfectly blue pool. Robin snorts from where she sits on the couch above you, but you're all too drunk to notice that the question might be too personally invasive. "Well... mhm-" You start, not knowing how to give him a proper answer. "Technically," Eddie cuts in "No. But many orgasms have been involved in this relationship." Nancy straightens up from where she's sat facing you guys "What so you're just constantly giving each other head?"

You can almost feel Eddie grin widely, the hand resting on your hip giving it a soft squeeze. "I mean that, amongst other things. But you can't blame me, you'd be in the same position if you got a taste of this pussy." The way Eddie delivers the line almost takes away the sexual nature of his words, but you gasp in shock nonetheless, separating from him slightly to slap him on the arm. Eddie laughs at the attempt to silently scold him, instead leaning down to press his lips to yours in a kiss you immediately reciprocate. You're both too busy exchanging saliva to notice the way both Robin and Steve perk up at Eddie's words, now tempted by you.

They unashamedly stare while you kiss, ignoring the scoff Nancy gives them, with the quiet mutter of "pervs", though it seems she doesn't look away either. The first words to come out of Eddie's mouth when you break the kiss are "You should see how loud she gets when you hit the right spot. I'd let you have a taste, but no one gets to touch my girl." It's the way that Eddie holds eye contact with you even though his words are aimed at Steve that has your juices pooling in your panties and your thighs unconsciously clench, exposed by your short denim skirt just enough to attract the eyes of the onlookers. "Eddie." Your whisper comes out as more of a whine, and you feel your cheeks flush. You turn towards him, both hands coming up to clutch his arm as you dig your face into his shoulder.

One of his hands slithers down to rest in between your thighs, dangerously high to your pussy, already radiating heat from how horny you are. "She gets shy now but later... a whole different person, aren't you sweetheart?" He pecks your lips quickly and you whine louder than you should when he pulls away. "No one gets to touch your girl but it seems you're pretty intent on showing her off." Eddie hums in agreement at Steve's comment, leaning down to pepper kisses on your neck. "Love showing people what they want but can't have." His words come out muffled against your skin and tickle your neck slightly so you squirm away from him, but both of his strong arms wrap around your waist before you can get far and pull you back against his front.

"What do you want Steve?" The loud sigh that comes from him has you both peering up at him curiously, only to find him staring directly at you. "What I can't have." He brings up his can of beer to take a big gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows. You feel the blood rush to your face at his shameless reply, glancing up at Eddie when he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "You like that answer sweetheart? King Steve wants you so bad." Impossibly, you feel your face flush even more, shifting to try and hide your face away in your boyfriend's chest.

There's a long pause that follows, in which Eddie and Steve exchange a very specific look. The loud doorbell of Steve's rich parents' house rings, breaking everyone out of their weird trance and Nancy scrambles up to get it, yelling out "Robin that's our ride!" Robin hesitates, taking her time to follow the other girl, and Eddie wastes no time in digging his face in the crook of your neck, immediately nibbling at the soft skin, pressing kisses in between. The sound of the door slamming shut is Eddie's go sign for his hands to start wandering. "Eds" You breathe out, legs unconsciously spreading slightly.

Steve's eyes widen as Eddie reaches for the zipper of your skirt, carefully beginning to tug the denim fabric down your legs. Lifting your hips up, you use your boyfriend's strong torso as support as you kick at your skirt to finally free your legs. Surprisingly, you don't feel at all exposed in front of Steve, rather comfortable in his presence. "Steve?" You enquire, cocking your head to the side at the look of shock on his face, his jaw completely slack. "You okay?" The second his head snaps back up to meet your gaze, he's frantically nodding for you to go on, so Eddie waste no time snaking his fingers down your bright red lace panties.

"So naughty wearing a red thong under such a short skirt. Did you want Steve to see them?" Eddie whispers in your ear, his breath hot on your neck. You moan at his quiet question, your hips involuntarily bucking when he finds your clit, beginning to tease you. "Spread your legs for me baby." He says, this time loud enough for Steve, who's intently watching, to hear the comment. Fixing your gaze on the blushing man, you can't help but stare at the obvious bulge in his pants, licking your lips slightly while obeying your boyfriend's command.

Easily, Eddie manhandles you so that you directly face Steve, allowing him a perfect view of Eddie's hand teasing you under your lace panties. "How about I get rid of this?" He mutters, and your eyes snap wide open at the sound of fabric ripping. "Eddie!" You whine, but you can't stay mad because that's the moment he decides to stop teasing you, instead using your juices as a lubricant to slip two fingers into your hole. You gasp out a moan, throwing your head back onto your boyfriend's shoulder, but it seems for a moment that you don't have his full attention anymore.

Steve looks like a deer caught in headlights when you look up, catching him palming his dick through his thick jeans. "Why don't you give yourself a little more space to breathe, yeah Stevie?" Eddie enjoys teasing him, despite knowing that having you all spread out in front of him without being able to touch you is punishment enough. "Fuck." You mutter, rolling your hips against Eddie's hand to match his slowing rhythm. "Please Stevie." Your plea is enough for Steve to hurriedly unzip his jeans, freeing his hard dick, which slaps the bottom of his abdomen angrily. You try squeezing your legs for more friction but Eddie tuts, using his free hand to pull your left leg as far to the side as he can, finally speeding up when he sees Steve finally grabbing his dick to play with himself properly.

"Can't come until Stevie does, okay sweetheart?" A whine comes out instead of an answer, your eyes shut in satisfaction. It's only when you feel a hand on your face, barely squeezing your cheeks together that you nod, murmuring an "Okay, okay Eds." Your eyes trail to where Steve's hand is quickly moving up and down his cock, then down to where Eddie's hand is vigorously going in and out of you, the palm of his hand making a loud slapping sound every time it hits your clit. You silently pray for Steve to come as fast as he can because with Eddie's pace, there's no way you're gonna hold off.

With a sudden realisation that your boyfriend is the only one not receiving some source of pleasure, you snake a hand between your back and Eddie's stomach, blindly looking for his dick, which you know for certain is painfully hard. "What you looking for sweetheart?" You hear your boyfriend ask you amidst all the pleasure. "Y'r cock." You slur, moaning as he begins rubbing circles on your clit. Steve must be close, you realise, looking back up at the other boy, who jerks himself off, eyes stuck on you and your boyfriend. "God, you're so big Stevie." You praise, grinning when he whines loudly, hips bucking up into his hand.

"Are you gonna cum for me?" You press on, noticing the effect your words have on him. "Cum for me- oh God-" Your words are cut off from your own pleasure, bucking your hips up into Eddie's hand after he sends a harsh slap to your clit with his free hand. He's warning you not to go too far. "Cum for me Stevie." The boy in front of you moans your name repeatedly, and Eddie's hand becomes more aggressive on your pussy, pushing you towards your orgasm, the tight knot in your stomach finally snapping. "Eddie! Oh Eddie, I-fuck!" Eddie's hand pushes your face in his direction, and he presses his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss full of tongue and saliva as he begins to slow his movements on your cunt, riding out your orgasm.

You pant and moan into the kiss, turning to face him completely once he removes his hand from your pussy, wrapping both your arms over his shoulders to try and deepen the kiss. His hands play with your ass, and he's trying to subtly grind you over his dick, the tent in his pants obvious. Finally, you pull away from him, turning to face Steve, who has cum covering the bottom of his shirt as well as his black boxers. He sits there watching you both, trying to catch his breath. When you pull on your skirt, having abandoned the ripped panties, you walk over to Steve, putting a hand on his shoulder for comfort, and you lean in to press a kiss on his cheek. "I think that was the most intense orgasm I've ever had." He admits, smiling when Eddie barks out a laugh.

"Look man, this was really nice, but I'm so hard I can barely move, so I think me and Y/N should go." It's you and Steve's turn to laugh, and you clamber up to your feet, slipping your feet into your sandals before speeding up to catch up with your boyfriend.

[raribella]

dream a little dream of me | e.m

summary: Robin and Nancy realise that you are suddenly avoiding sitting at the D&D table where you usually sat, and someone else gets to hear about your very steamy reason behind it.

pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

genre: suggestive goofy fluff

involves: reader being a pining MESS, a wet dream and some descriptions of it, suggestive ending, some teasing coming from Eddie.

word count: 2k

note: my first Eddie Munson fic is finally out! I wrote this between yesterday morning and today, and, I clearly did get carried away, as I said before I didn't intend for this to be longer than 800 words. I tried to finish and post this as fast as I could because your excitement got me excited! And I got honestly pretty proud of it, so please do tell me what you think. Mwah! 🫶🏼

You inhaled sharply, holding your breath a little as you entered the cafeteria. Scanning the place with your eyes, you found the usual, daily 40-minute chaos every student was allowed to – each social group was at their usual sits, some also divided from freshmen to seniors. And while you let a long huff of air out through your mouth, your eyes met with his figure, putting his tray dramatically on the Hellfire table – your usual table –. You felt like holding air onto your lungs all over again, or at least running to the closest bathroom, if not away from school itself. You desperately wanted to call in sick and run away from Eddie Munson, that was your provisional solution.

It felt all so real, the way you felt under him as he slowly and lovingly ran his hands through your soft, warm skin. The tips of his fingers were slightly calloused from all the guitar playing and they provoked goosebumps as he layed his beautiful hands on your belly. His perfectly plump lips added soft little moist spots in between your breasts as he layered kisses in there. His hair was tickling your neck and your legs were starting to tangle in each other.

Your eyes were tightly closed, and as you forced them open in an attempt to come back to your reality while starting to walk back around the tables with your own tray in your hands, you caught a glimpse of Robin and Nancy talking at a separate, small table. You were quite literally just about to walk past them in the direction of Hellfire, but in an outburst and with your heart racing, you walked a few steps back and threw yourself on a bench, sitting beside Robin. "Hi! hey, you guys I haven't seen you here! how's everything going?” Your voice sounded higher than normal, squeaky even, and you didn’t give your girlfriends any time to answer. “Nancy, you got your cover published, right? I’m so, so happy for you! How are you feeling?" though trying to feign any normality, you babbled all too quickly, both girls looking stunned at your sudden entrance, Robin frowned her eyebrows and glanced at Nancy, who was already looking at her with her own eyebrows arched and wide eyes. You noticed while your friends were having a tiny little debate through stares, and Nancy turned back at you. "y/n, why..." she pressed her lips together in a friendly smile "why are you sitting here? as in why aren't you at the hellfire table? I really don’t mean to be rude but… We don’t normally talk at lunch."

You almost winced. Fuck! You just can't be near those boys right now, you couldn't look at Eddie while he acted discourses, entertaining and basically ruling everyone at that table, not after last night. See, you screwed yourself when, in those typical situations, you dreamt about your friend who was starting to look a tiny bit cuter in your eyes. Except it wasn't simply any dream. You had a wet dream with your best friend who was starting to look cute in your eyes.

Damn it. His breath felt hot in your collarbones while your own was starting to sound gasped, both getting heavier by the second, the air getting thicker as you crossed that fine line between friendship and something else, as Eddie kissed that fine line away and you held back moans to hide how good it felt to finally do it.

Robin noticed a pang of guilt in your eyes as you turned back from a quick – but not so discreet – stare at your geeky friend group. "listen, I just- today. I just can't! I just can't look at Eddie!" you whispered the last part, still emphasizing it. Nancy turned her head slightly to the side as Robin couldn’t help her brain to process things way too quickly for her own good, she snapped “did you guys have a fight?!” 

“No!” You nearly screamed right back at her, starting to feel overwhelmed. It’s not that you didn’t trust your friends enough to tell them about this, though since she got with Jonathan Nancy tuned down on the boy-talk significantly, and Robin was more used to just pining, claiming it was simply safer for her that way. Y/n, though, was really just feeling so guilty and at the same time so scared she was suddenly starting to see her friend that way.

Seeing him. The sight of him hovering on top of her, all of his tattoos on display just for her to see and touch. His back muscles flexing as he lowered for each kiss or each thrust. The view of his arms and broad shoulders as he ducked down, engulfed in you and the passionate moment. The little times you would allow yourself to open your eyes just a bit and you were met with his. The way he smiled at you in the middle of the sheets. It was all so real you could spend hours redrawing the beautiful sight of Eddie Munson, your best friend, and dungeon master, on the bed with you, in your dream.

You let out a sigh, losing count of how many times you have done it since you woke up that morning. “Look, girls, I…,” you were met with the curious and supportive gaze of Nancy and Robin, who were silently ushering you to say whatever was bothering you about Eddie. “I had a dream last night and it just crosses a lot of boundaries and I just can’t face him right now, really”

As you explained yourself, trying your absolute best to make your friends understand what you were talking about without explicitly saying it, Eddie was not so subtly staring at your current table for a while now. He had noticed a few minutes prior when Robin spoke a little too loud that you were talking — probably gossiping — about him, the boy was notably worried because for starters you hadn’t sat amongst them that day, which already wasn’t usual at all, plus he was really excited about how he had unraveled the next events from his campaign, and he wanted to talk about it. Jeff noticed the frustrated frown on Eddie’s face and followed his gaze until his eyes reached your back as well. He nudged Dustin, both starting to convince Eddie to just go ahead and ask you if anything was wrong, not before smirking to themselves.

Eddie indeed had walked away from his table and was getting near you, Robin and Nancy’s faces were melting from interest to a slight panic, eyes widening again. But, too invested in venting about the problem at hand, you hadn’t noticed that, nor the reason behind it, not before it was too late. “Who can’t you face right now?” You heard his voice coming from behind you, widening your own eyes this time around.

Gosh, his voice. Hearing his voice for the first time after dreaming about it being so raspy and loud while muttering sweet nothings in her ear was hard. Your mind had no trouble taking you back to the vivid moans you heard in your dream – you were the cause of said moans –, while hearing him singing sometimes with Corroded Coffin, or even quietly in his room, his voice would already provoke palpitations in your heart nonetheless, but never in such scenarios, never so intimate, never so dirty.

You jumped from your sit, looking startled in the direction of the object of your probation for the day. Damn it, he was glowing, You were at a loss of words, gulping as an answer to his question, you knew damn well that you would only stutter if you so much as tried to come up with anything slightly convincing. “As a matter of fact, she was talking about you!” - Nancy stated calmly as if she knew just what she was doing Robin’s eyes went wide but soon she smirked in understanding. You were, apparently, betrayed by your own friends, gawking at them for a few seconds before turning back at Eddie. 

“Yeah she dreamt of you, actually,” it was Robin’s time to speak, making you run both hands through your face as Eddie wondered, “A dream?”. You pieced two and two together thankfully fast, but although you understood where the girls were coming from, this was not the right time or situation to indulge in confessing any bubbling feelings, so you went with the option Robin gave you earlier.

“Yeah, I dreamt that we fought! And you were a real di- a real prick to me about it! Okay?” You arched both eyebrows and tilted your head to the side, trying your best to muster any confrontation. You were terrible at it, and the only thing on your mind right now was how the first word that came to your mind to describe Eddie’s “bad” attitude in your dream was “dick”. What the fuck. Shit. You couldn’t be serious. You were starting to sweat. 

“...Wait but are you mad because of a fight with dream me?” Eddie nearly sounded concerned this time around, talking about his dream self as if he was referring to a whole other persona, maybe an evil twin or something like it.

Dream him. His touch, his breath, the sight of him, how he sounded. This was killing you.

You felt a pang of guilt at the way he sounded though, frowning slightly before looking back at Nancy. She wore a friendly scolding expression, lips pressed together. It was unfair to him that since you couldn’t control your silly little brain and its damned dirty thoughts, you’d simply ignore Eddie as a solution. 

As you fell silent for a little long, Eddie touched your arm softly. “can we…?” He nearly whispered softly motioning somewhere else with his head, indicating he wanted to talk to you with a little more privacy. Your friends giggled, you’d remember to  — playfully —  confront them about this later. Later, because right now Eddie was being all worried and soft, and this was killing you.

You left the cafeteria, and Eddie was still with his hand in your arms as he stopped in front of you, his hands made their way down to yours as you rested your back on a wall, gulping again. The hall was really quiet, Eddie started speaking again, looking at you with those soft, big brown eyes. “Are you actually mad at me? Come on, what can I do about it? How can real me compensate you for the way dream me acted, hm? What did I do?” It was funny, though, the way he wasn’t even being ironic about the whole fight dream and how he was willing to make things right. If you weren’t so worried and build up about the whole real situation, you would’ve laughed.

"No, Eddie, you didn’t do anything wrong, I… We didn't fight, we…" Every little stop was a nervous, deep breath. Eddie seemed to be really focused on what you were trying to say and as you fell into silence again, he noticed you trying to wet your dry mouth with your tongue, your gulp, the way you were gripping both his arms, your closed eyes, and eyebrows pressed together. Your generally flustered complexion. Eddie Munson was repeating for the third time, but he could put two and two together, especially when he himself has acted that way about you before, he was just better at hiding it.

“What did we do then, y/n?” His voice was more stern this time, and you looked at him quickly, opening your eyes that started to wide almost involuntarily this time, he was smirking. your mouth fell into a small “o”, and his smile only widened at that. He caught onto you. Shit.

Eddie didn’t contort his face into one of disgust or run away from you as you has imagined earlier today, though, no. He was still there, both of your hands were still with a tight grip on his arms, nearly hiding his bat tattoos, his right hand was still on yours as the left one flew to cup your cheek. The damned bell rang. It felt like you were dreaming and then woke up all over again. Eddie kissed your forehead, “You know… you could stay a little later after we’re finished with Hellfire today, tell me a little about the dream. I can still compensate for dream me, I hope.” And with a wink, he just mixed into the chaotic crowd of students going back into class.

[memoiremunson]

Fright - Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Eddie grows protective as you disappear on a night out with the gang.

A/N: Woah, it truly has been forever since I've written something but I wanted to dip my toes back into writing for my love, Eds! I wanted to pop this out as a trial run for how I feel about writing fics again so please enjoy!

Word Count: 811

Warnings: angst, kissing, fluff, alcohol, panic/anxiety attack, protective Eddie

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The night had been going so well. You and Eddie had decided to take advantage of the cool summer night and managed to convince the entire group to go out. 

The alcohol had been flowing and the atmosphere was electric as you all met up at the bar. Steve suggested bar hopping which led the group to bounce from various bars and clubs before settling on one to finish out the night. 

The final bar had a classic bar top table and further inward had a hidden indent where it transformed into a club atmosphere. Laughs and smiles were thrown left and right as you danced and drank with Nancy, Robin, Steve, and your doting boyfriend, Eddie. The flashing lights illuminated Eddie’s wild curls, spotlighting his happy aura. 

Eddie then leaned down to your ear, shouting over the music, “I’m going to get another beer. do you want something?” 

You giggled as the vibrations of his voice tickled your ear.  

“No babe, I’m good, thanks!” 

Gently caressing your elbow, he asked “You okay here?” Eyes dancing across yours to ensure that you truly felt okay to be alone.

You nodded your head enthusiastically as you flashed him one of your infamous smiles solely reserved for his pleasure. 

Happy to see you so happy, he matched your smile and gave you a kiss on the cheek, making his way through the various pressed bodies and exiting the dance floor. 

You continued having fun and dancing until you felt a sudden wave of anxiety creep through you and wash over your entire body. 

Instantaneously, your heart began pumping. You grew extremely conscious of your body, and the urge to cry was so strong that you felt the tears threaten to drop down. The only thing on your mind now was getting out of the space immediately.

You quickly grabbed onto Robin’s arm, shouting out that you were going to get some fresh air for a moment. She asked, “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah! Just need some fresh air, I’ll be right back, I promise!” you replied, giving her a tight-lipped smile, attempting to mask your panic before weaving quickly through the sweaty bodies. 

As soon as you stepped through the club door, the crisp cool air granted a sudden relief. You exhaled a deep sigh and closed your eyes as you felt the fresh air enter your lungs. 

The street was busy with laughter and smiling drunken faces, somewhat easing your feelings of discomfort. You looked both ways down the street before deciding to veer off to the left in hopes of walking off your heightened nerves around the building. 

Your racing mind seemed to slow as you watched your shoes move forward on the pavement. Tuning into your breath and grounding yourself came naturally as you continued to round the street. 

As you circle your way back to the front of the club entrance, you catch a mess of dark curls bobbing frantically around. You recognize the curls immediately as you’ve come to know them quite intimately and quicken your pace to catch up to the bouncing figure. 

You finally meet his panicked brown eyes, instantly stopping him in his tracks.

“Sweetheart, where were you? Are you alright?” He asks as he tightly grabs your shoulders, leaning over to scan his eyes across your figure for any signs of distress or injuries. 

“I just needed some fresh air. I mean ... I told Robin I’d be right back.” You reply, voice soft as you can see how frightened and frazzled he seems. 

“You should’ve let me know, sweetheart, I got nervous something happened!” His grip slightly tightens as his voice grows louder, more on edge. 

“Then I thought I heard an ambulance and got even more scared and- … ” You cut him off by placing a hand on his cheek.

 “Hey … I’m ok, I promise…” Your eyes both search each other for a moment before his finally soften and melt into yours. 

“I’m sorry I scared you … I really didn't mean to,” you say softly. 

He carefully brings your hand to his lips, pressing a delicate kiss into your warm palm before bringing it down and clasping it with his much larger hand. 

"Alright...how ‘bout we call it a night, yeah?” You felt guilty at the potential of ruining the fun everyone seemed to be having but eventually gave in to the signs your body seemed to be giving you. 

“Ok, Eds…” Eddie then slung an arm over your shoulder, pulling you in tightly to his body before doing your rounds of goodbyes to the rest of the group. 

As you leaned your head against the window of Eddie’s van, you couldn't help but grow warm at the thought of Eddie being so protective over you and how you are so very lucky to know you are cared for intrinsically. 

Thank you for reading, Angel! <3

[readerleedigest]

Quotable

This is a tickle fic. Don’t read if that’s not your thing. And yes, this is another Eddie and Steve x Reader fic because I’m slightly obsessed with their characters.

When it came to the gang’s get-togethers, there could be anywhere from 2 to 10 conversations happening at once. Whether it was the younger kids talking amongst themselves, the older kids talking amongst themselves, or a free-for-all, things could get pretty hectic.

When you’d first made friends with Nancy and Robin, you’d come to these hangouts in the Wheelers’ basement and inserted yourself into one of the conversations, trying to give it your full attention. But it was difficult to listen to simply one when so many absurd ideas and statements were being said at once.

Usually, you’d find yourself missing out on key parts of one conversation because of an awfully funny remark made by another group, and your attention would turn to them. Sometimes Nancy would hear the remark too, and you’d share a look with her across the room, both amused.

The more you began to hang out with the group, however, the more you found it was fun to sit back and listen to all the conversations selectively and silently. That didn’t mean you never talked, but sometimes your most fun evenings were spent barely having spoken a word. You particularly paid attention to Eddie and Steve, whose interactions never seemed to lack intense sarcasm and a level of stupidity that was there intentionally. 

Steve had let out a massive yawn towards the end of one evening, stretching his arms out wide.

“You sound like my uncle,” Eddie had laughed, mocking Steve.

“I AM your uncle,” Steve had responded immediately, his tone so serious you couldn’t help but bark out a laugh, drawing a grin from the two of them.

You weren’t sure if they made comments for their own amusement or for the amusement of others, but you’d become hooked on their conversations when you found yourself listening as you usually did. And while other comments still had you laughing, it was most commonly Eddie and Steve.

So you began bringing a notebook with you to these hangouts, sneakily writing down quotes from the group members when you heard one particularly funny. 

It was a long, long list. And 75% of the list was Eddie and Steve, not that anyone knew of this except for you. And you had planned to keep it that way, at least for a while.

You’d been writing down another quote, this time one from a conversation between Dustin and Max, when you’d felt two weights settle themselves on either sides of you on the couch.

“Whatcha writing?”

You immediately slammed the notebook closed, cradling it against your chest and attempting to school your face into a nonchalant expression before responding to Eddie.

“Just, remembered something I needed to do later. Wrote it down so I wouldn’t forget.”

“Mmmmhmmm.” Steve’s suspicious hum, drew your attention to him. “If that’s the case, you sure do remember a lot when we’re all hanging out. We’ve all seen you writing in that notebook an awful lot.”

“I don’t think that I-”

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N... you have a horrible poker face,” Eddie lilted. “Spill it.”

“It’s nothing!” Your grip on the notebook tightened, and you brought it closer, so it was flush against your stomach, your body slightly curled around it. 

Steve across you at Eddie. “My money is still on some sort of diary.”

“And I,” Eddie responded. “Think it’s some sort of blackmail booky book.”

You let out a laugh at that. “Nope.”

“You could be lying though.”

“A booky would be good at lying.”

“They’re not a booky, Eddie.”

“So says you, Harrington.”

“I think we need to see the notebook to settle this.”

“Absolutely not,” you cut in, noticing the way they’d both shifted to angle towards you, eyeing the notebook.

“C’mon Y/N. You and I both know we can easily get that notebook from you. Might as well give it up the easy way.” Eddie reached out slowly as he spoke, and you smacked his hand away. 

However, you’d been too busy protecting yourself from Eddie, and Steve had reached out to pry the notebook away. His hand reached to grab the bottom corner of the notebook, but in the process, he clawed your stomach. 

“NoHOHO Steve,” you twisted away from him, both protecting the notebook and flinching away from the ticklish touch. 

They both grew quiet, a predatory smile on both their faces.

“Ooooo, someone’s really in trouble now.” Steve reached out to repeat the action, and you shifted backwards into Eddie, who sloppily grabbed for the notebook, tickling you as Steve had. 

“Guhuhuys, let’s talk about this,” you protested. They paused, just long enough to give you hope of getting away. 

You threw your weight forward, and you only made it a step away from the couch before you felt Steve’s arms wrap around your waist, slinging you dramatically onto the ground.

You shouldn’t have been surprised when the conversations around you didn’t even pause as Steve settled himself on your waist, and Eddie sat cross-legged by your head. 

“This better be good stuff you’re trying to hide,” Eddie teased, his head leaned over yours. “For your sake more than ours.”

“You’ve got 5 seconds,” Steve stated, his hands resting on the strip of stomach not covered by your notebook. “Or else you’re facing the two best tickle monsters in Hawkins.”

“Five.” Eddie’s hands moved to hover over your neck.”

“Four.”

“Three.” Steve’s fingers began tapping at your stomach.

“Two.” You squeezed your eyes shut, a ticklish grin already making your nose scrunch up.

“One.”

Steve wasted no time in skittering his fingers across your stomach, as Eddie focused on tracing patterns on your neck and collarbone. You couldn’t decide which was worse.

Eddie’s surprising gentle touch left you shrugging your shoulders, which worked in Steve’s favor, as it pulled your notebook up further, revealing more of your lower stomach and shifting the hem of your shirt up further.

Steve switched tactics immediately, alternating between squeezing your lower stomach and swiping his fingers across the bare skin. 

“I forgot how ticklish you are,” Eddie teased. “I think you may be even more ticklish than the last time we got you.”

“EDDIEHEHEHEHE,” you squealed, blushing at the teasing.

“Eddie and Steve aren’t here anymore, Y/N.” Steve lowered his face so his nose was practically touching yours. “Only the tickle monsters.”

The ticklish sensations combined with the sheer butterflies his words gave you caused you to forget your mission, letting go of the notebook in order to cover your face, which felt like it was on fire from blushing. 

“Dohohon’t look at mehehe,” you giggled, embarrassed. 

“Not gonna happen, giggles,” Eddie said, grabbing your wrists and pulling them to either side of your head. 

When you opened your eyes, they were both looking down at you with an amused look, Steve holding the notebook open in his hand. 

He looked down and began to read, and you began to tug against Eddie’s grip. Steve’s amused look turned to confusion, to shock.

“What is it, Harrington?” Eddie asked.

“It’s us,” Steve laughed. “Us and some of the others, but mostly us.” He held the notebook in front of Eddie so he could read it, and you closed your eyes again. You knew it was silly, but you hoped they didn’t think you were weird or anything. 

Your eyes flew open again when Steve clawed your stomach to get your attention.

“Hey giggles. Care to explain?”

You groaned, really wishing they’d quit looking at you the way they did.

“I just, I think you all are funny. So I write down what you all say that makes me laugh.”

“Sooo,” Eddie drawled. “What I’m hearing is you like it when we make you laugh.”

“Well, yeah,” you responded matter-of-factly, immediately realizing after where this conversation was going. “Wait, wait, that’s not what I meant.”

“I think I’m hearing exactly what you mean,” Steve smirked.

“I didn’t mean that you all could... y’know.”

“That we could what?”

And you stupidly responded.

“Tickle me.”

“Well, if you’re going to be so kind as to ask,” Steve grinned, lowering his hands to vibrate into the center of your stomach.

“WAHAHAIT NOHOHO!”

“Eddie, I’d like you to add that to their list of quotes, if you please.” Steve handed the notebook over to Eddie, who released your arms.

“DOHOHON’T!”

“I think you underestimate just how quotable you are yourself,” Eddie laughed, scribbling in your notebook. “Besides, we need written record that you definitely like this.”

“I DOHOHO NOHOHOT, EDDIIHIHIHIIE!”

Steve leaned himself into that horrible horrible position again, your noses touching as he shifted to squeeze your sides.

“How many times do we have to tell you, Y/N? It’s tickle monster to you.” He shot you a wink, lowering his voice to a whisper. “And if you didn’t like it, why aren’t you using your arms to fight back?”

Oh shoot.

Eddie had let go of your arms, hadn’t he?

Steve slowed his tickling, still keeping his eyes locked on yours.

“Ihihi, I didn’t realize...” you trailed off, unable to come up with a defense.

Steve shifted his head to the side, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. Eddie followed suit, doing the same to your other cheek.

“It’s sweet,” Steve stated, rolling off of you and pulling you into a sitting position. 

“Keep writing the quotes, Y/N. We won’t tell the others.” Eddie smiled, handing back the notebook to you. 

“And if you’re that desperate for laughs in the future, you know exactly which tickle monsters to call.”

You shoved Steve’s shoulder playfully, before your eye caught on the two new additions at the bottom of the notebook page. 

Tickle me. - Y/N

Let the record show that Y/N is the best. - Steve & Eddie

“Thanks,” you smiled bashfully, closing the notebook as Steve pulled you to your feet. 

“Y/N!” Robin called from her conversation with El and Max. “What do you think about....”

And thus began another quotable conversation. 

[ronweasleysleftnut]

A present for my best friend @biggestsimponhere bc she needs a spirit boost fr <3 ilysm Ellie

Steve Harrington x Female reader smut! fic

You Cleared My Scars

After the fight in the upside down, Steve was covered in scars. He had a couple from the bat, the most prominent of all, but also smaller ones from the vines that trapped him, Nancy, and Robin.

Steve always tried to hide them, he understood that they were battle scars but that didn't mean he wanted to show them off. Y/n however, she loved every inch of him, scars or no scars.

After everything that had happened, Y/n practically moved in with Steve. But despite this, he still was uncomfortable showing his scars to her. And she was okay with it, not wanting to push him too far. But as they sat together one night, his arm draped over her shoulders and her body leaning into his, he finally opened up.

They had been watching a rom-com, some stupid one Y/n couldn't even remember the name of, but Steve seemed to really like it. It was an odd quirk with the boy that Y/n found adorable, his outright love for action movies and his more concealed love for romance and a happy ending.

As the credits rolled on the movie, Steve bent his head down and whispered in Y/n's ear "I love you just the way you are" he says, and Y/n smiles before responding "Thank you babe" she whispers, and Steve continues "I don't want you to ever change" and he squeezes her into him.

She smiles at this and squeezes him back, burrowing her head further into his chest "I don't want you to change either" she says, and he simply squeezes her again in response.

They sit there in silence for a moment before Steve speaks again, this time a glimmer of mischief sparkling in his eye "Hey, y/n" he says, and she tilts her head to look up at him "What?" She asks, and before she can even think, Steve has spoken quickly and moved into action "Bet you can't beat me in a tickle fight!" And he starts to move his hands to the girls sides, where he knows she's weak.

Y/n wiggles around as she feels laughter burst out of her mouth, her stomach already compressing as she loses air. Steve laughs along above her as she tries to move her hands to tickle him back. He holds her down however, and Y/n finally yells uncle.

Steve let's go of the girl, both of them out of breath, but before he can think she's knocked him back on the couch and she's now straddling him, attacking his sides with her fingers as he laughs below her. "Unfair!" He chokes out, and Y/n giggles above him "Alls fair in love and war!" She shouts, and is about to go under Steve's shirt with her hands when he stops her, quickly switching their position so he's back on top of her, now holding her hands above her head.

"Hey!" She says, but Steve isn't tickling her, he's instead just staring into her eyes. Y/n is about to say something more when Steve bends down and stops her with a kiss. She's startled at first, but kisses him back quickly.

Her hands are still above her head, being held together by one of Steve's own, as she continues to kiss the boy. His other hand travels down to her waist until he moves his warm hand under her thin shirt. She melts into his touch, and he finally lets go of her hands, placing his other on the other side of her waist, and she puts one of her own in his hair and the other on his face.

He pulls away from the kiss and looks at y/n, she gives him a small nod and he wastes no time going back in kissing her. She moves her hands from his hair down to the hem of his shirt, and as she starts to pull it up, he stops her just like before.

"Y/n..." he says after pulling away, and she looks into his eyes quizzically. "What is it?" She asks, and he looks away "Steve..." she says, but he doesn't respond. "Steve" she repeats, and places her hand on his chin, moving it so his eyes are back on her own "I meant what I said earlier" she says, "I love every part of you" her words get more breathy at the end as Steve lowers himself back down to kiss her, now allowing the girl to pull his shirt off and reveal his bare chest.

There are 3 prominent scars on his chest, big white gashes. Y/n cautiously moves her hand forward, placing her finger tips lightly on the tissue. He winces at first, but allows her to continue as her fingers trace the white lines.

She looks back into Steve's eyes above her, and without saying anything she kisses him again. She repositions them so she's on top again, and pulls off her shirt as her legs sit on either side of him. His hands rest on her breasts as she lowers herself to his chest, kissing along the edges of each scar slowly.

He allows her to do so, and she takes her time appreciating every single one. Steve had never let her do this before, and she wanted him to know how much she loved him no matter how many scars he had and how brave she thought he was.

When she finished, he grabbed her head in his hands and brought it back up to his face, where he kissed her hard on the lips. Her hands moved down his chest to the elastic band of his pajama pants, where she teased at them for a moment before pulling them down and allowing his hard penis to spring out.

He moved his own hands from her hair down to the shorts she wore, and took them along with her panties down to her ankles

Y/n lowered herself onto him, and slowly took his whole length into her. She rocked back and forth as Steve placed his hands on her breasts, letting out an occasional moan.

She placed her own hands on his stomach, not bothering to avoid the white stripes across his skin. "Fuck I wish I could kiss all your scars away" she muttered, and the boy grunted in assurance as Y/n reached her climax.

She let out a moan as the white liquid escaped her, and Steve switched them over once more so he was on top. He put his hand under her neck, and the other on her waist. She curled her legs up around his waist and he started to thrust into her, going at a steady pace at first but quickening as he reached his climax.

She placed her own hands on his neck and brought his lips down to press against her own as he continued at an ever increasing pace. And as he finally reached his climax, pulling out last minute and allowing the white liquid to gush over her chest, he collapsed into Y/n's embrace.

His head rest in between her breasts, and she placed her hand in his hair. "I love you" she mutters into his hair, and Steve looks up at her before responding "I love you more"

[justtryingtobecreative]

Chapter 1: Shifter to Traveler

Kind of a draft/fic, just for fun and learning to write without autocorrect so expect errors.

Billy x reader, Eddie x reader, Steve x reader (Slight Robin and Nancy x reader) because we are hot

I changed a bit of the original post, it has been 1 year instead of two.

Original post:

The bewildered eyes of Johnatan, Will, and Joyce Byers stare at the groaning figure on the floor with confusion. The figure was familiar to them considering it was inmistakenly the girl that they had spend a lot of their teenage years with. You had been presumed dead for about one year now. And although they knew their unaging companion had not been from here, they had always presumed her to have stopped excisting altogether when Ell couldn't find her. You curse to yourself as you look around observing the familiar room and regaining the memories that still lingered.

Ell was the first to approach your cursing figure hesitantly holding out her hand "Y/N? Are you allright?". The sound makes you look up from your frantic thoughts, eyes wide and frantic. Although you remembered you had been here uncountable times before, it had always felt more dreamlike. Never as real as it was now, it was absolutely horrifying how detailed everything was. You hesitantly reach your hand toward Ell, in your dreamlike state the feel had never been fully there not for them and not for you.

Fingertips graze your hand as you stare up at her in horror and wonder. The grip on your hand is sure and tight, exactly like it would have in your actual life. Tears fill Ell's eyes as she rushes toward her old friend, one that had always been one of the most constant people in her life. And although you feel different and look older now, she wouldn't change feeling for the world. Her arms tighten around you keeping you grounded as the thoughts of your other home fill your head would you be able to get back? Would you want to?

"Is she.. really here?" The unmistakable soft voice of Will fills the silence making you look up again, the first thing you notice is that he still had that horrible bowl cut. The thought brings a smile on your face as you observe how much the boy had grown, "I'm here" you mutter simply setting the boy in motion istantly as he rushes forward and hugs you tightly making you let out a huff at the four suprisingly strong arms slapped around you. "I can't believe it!" Joyce whispers softly as her voice takes on the familiar high tone you were used to. She grabs Johnatan by the arm as she drags him forward setting the frozen boy in motion both rushing to hug you as well. You are now being squished by all sides, a sickly sweet familiar smell filling your nostril as Johnatans hair tickles your nose. It takes you a second to place the smell but then widen your eyes "Wait a minute is that Weed?" You yell loudly to observe the boy catching him by the shoulders leaning close to observe his pupils. The boys eyes widen and his cheeks redden at the sudden proximity, she looked and felt far too different from the preteen she was stuck as before "Oh wel..." Johnatan starts as his mom gives him a slight punch on the arm "You said you quit" she hisses giving him a stern look before turning to you in realisation.

~~~

"We have to tell the others!" She yells as she rushes toward the phone.

In the far distance at Eddie's trailer Eddie and Steve argue loudly, they had agreed to switch music evenly because of their different styles. And that had worked fine until the metalhead decided that he was tired of listening to Steve's 'prissy' music and then tackled steve to the ground to get it.

Nancy sighed in exaspheration as she places her hands on her hips "Eddie, it was Steve's turn to play music this time, you literally just played that card song" She said sternly glaring at the entangled pair on the floor. Que the exashpterated sputtering of the metalhead "What did you just say? You are only talking about the best metal song ever!" He swung with his hand wildly as he sprung into a rant about why this particulair metal song was so "World changing" and "The past and future of rock". Robin who was perched on Eddie's bed with her legs swinging of the side groaned loudly, falling backwards on the pillows. "Come on guys! Why are we even waiting here? Ell is out there fighting this thing! We should be helping!" She yelled in her usual panicked voice. Nancy sighed "Rob you know Hopper will skin us if we intervine, exactly why he and Billy are currently keeping them locked tight at the cabin." She sighed loudly sitting down on a clothing filled chair perched against the wall. She seemed just as antsy as Robin of not doing anything but thankfully for her no one called her out on it. "Plus we know what happened last time we went out on our own..." Her voice gradually became softer as she added the sentence in at the end.

The room became grim in an instant as they recalled their last run in with Vecna, he had almost managed to kill max, thus succeeding his plan but their interworldy friend had intervened saving the town by giving her own life. A loss they all carried with them still. The girl had become a beacon of trust for nearly all in the group, someone save to talk to and just someone to spend quality time with. She was light she was sweet and she remained the same even when all else changed. "Allright, way to dampen the mood Wheeler" Eddie said softly gazing out the window silently, before dragging his eyes toward the rest of the group. They didn't have to linger on the subject for much longer as a sudden ring echoed through the house. Eddie jumped up quickly, rushing to the phone and practically hitting himself on the wall. His uncle Wayne would totally not call during this time, which didn't leave many other options.

"Hello?" He yelled into the phone. "Dustin? What's wrong? Stop yelling" the rest of the group could clearly hear yelling in the background of the call as the kids chattered to eachother. Eddie focused back on Dustin's voice. "Get to the Byers house! NOW!" The kid yelled making Steve and Eddie share a gaze, he was such a bossy teen. "Jesus Henderson, What happened" Eddie's eyes were wide as he tried to hear Dustins voice through the rucus. "She didn't say! But it's URGENT" Eddie hung up the phone harshly not bothering to say goodbye as his friends jumped up at the same time. They had obviously heard the screaming. Nancy started of toward the car, Steve tossing his keys to her in a hurry. There was no fight for the front seat this time.

~~~

You sat on the couch silently fidling with the edge of your oversized Metallica shirt you wore as pyama's, a cup of tea in your other hand. It was quite a schock you were here again, especially in such an unfamiliar way.

You could barely wrap your head around the fact that you would soon see all of them again. What also felt quite strange that all of the other people of the room had a fixed stare on you. Although Johnatan honestly seemed to stare at the wall more than her.

"Uhm, could you guys please stop staring?" You muttered softly with a small smile.

"Oh were so sorry Y/N, it's just.. you look so different" Joyce muttered softly. She had known the girl for a couple of years before, and she had gotten really used to the baby faced, braces filled, very short version of the girl. The fact that the sixteen year old looking girl from last year now looked twentyone would surely remain strange for a while.

"Ah, i suppose you didn't really get the chance to get used to me like this" You gestured to yourself awkwardly, now was really not the time to feel self concious but she did anyway.

A ring of the doorbel interupted your thoughts. Joyce getting up quickly practically storming toward the door. You could hear her open it slowly and step outside and then some barely concealed whispers which Ell and Will cringed at.

"So uhh" The figure of Joyce stepped outside rather quickly closing the door behind her tightly. All of them had arrived and were now gathered in front of the house in confusion. "What is going on Joyce? Is something wrong with Ell?" Hopper asked as he tried to look through the window from where he stood. Joyce tilted toward him as she started sputtering "Wait, no nothing like that... well something like that but just not with Ell.." the woman seemed out of her comfort zone.

"Is something wrong with Will?" Mike yelled interupting the woman mid sentence, earning a shove from Max next to him. The musculair form of Billy stood behind her giving her an approving smirk and patting her shoulder. He didn't really like the kid.

Nancy perked up and let out a choked gasp "Johnatan then?" Steve gave her an awkward stare at that one.

"No no nothing like that, wel maybe something like that" The woman made no sense as all of them started yelling at eachother.

Hopper grasped her shoulders tightly looking her in the eyes. "Start at the beginning" he muttered as everyone else thankfully calmed down.

"Well, El was trying to find Henry, as planned. But i guess she encountered someone different, and then he came and Ell grabbed that someone and now that someone is kind of... sitting on the couch" she finally finished the sentence, shuffling about on her feet in suspense.

Everyone seemed confused.

"Well spit it out!" Even Murray was aparently called as he stood to the side by his car tapping his shoe quickly. "Who is it?"

Hopper opened his mouth and he was about to start yelling when the old door of the Byer house creaked open slowly.

And there you stood, just about done with all the yelling and not at all what they expected of the evening.

You lifted your hand i a slight wave, before letting one word through your lips at the sight of the people you hadn't expected to ever formally meet.

"Hi"

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Fics I have in the works~

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Stranger Things:

1. Nancy x Robin x Reader ~ (tickle fic)

Lee Reader & Lers Robin & Nancy 🌸

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Rise of The Teenage Mutant Turtles:

1. Brotherly Love ~ (tickle fic)

Switches Mikey & Leo

2. Untitled ~ (tickle fic)

Lee Mikey & Ler Donnie

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Anne With An E:

1. Untitled ~ (tickle fic)

Lee Gilbert & Ler Anne 

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[veryblushyswitch]

Okay I’m actually forming a storyline for the Nancy x Robin x Reader tickle fic and I’m happy so far and excited to see where it goes!! 🌸

[veryblushyswitch]

I need your guy’s opinion-

Nancy x Robin x Reader tickle fic-

[veryblushyswitch]

I’m making a big dent in my Nancy x Robin x Reader fic!!! I can’t believe how long this is getting- I think it’s the longest thing I’ve written so far when it comes to a fic. 💖 And I’ve only just started on the tickling bit! Thanks again for your patience and I also have some relationship/tickle hcs I’m working on!

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Making progress on the Nancy x Robin x Reader tickle fic!! 💖