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#blehhhhhh music is taking over my life
daughterovmary · 1 year
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anyone here listen to agalloch 🥺 i think they are so cool
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daddystevee · 5 years
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Crashing Down
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(steve harrington x hopper!reader / billy hargrove x hopper!reader)
BLEHHHHHH I’m having a REALLY hard time writing this rn, just because I feel like the story isn’t really progressing that much. And like i'm just going over parts of the show that has actually happened.. But i'm gonna keep truckin through i guess. I think this chapter is gonna be pretty long because im gonna try to get through a lot. There’s not a whole lot of Billy or Steve in this chapter but more like sister bonding with the girls <3 I dunno feedback would be greatly appreciated!!! <3 Thanks to everyone that's been reading it and thanks to @harringtown​ whose been supporting me through this whole thing. I honestly don't think I would be able to do this without her. <3 so go check her stuff out shes my main source of inspiration- also she's just the BEST writer like ever! She’s totally tubular. ;)
catch up here
Warnings: Curse words? Angst? I dunno anymore man.
Part 4/?
Word count: 2.1k (a big boy)
Summery: Sometimes things just don’t go as planned and your world just come crashing down, but it’s a good thing that you have people in your life to be there to catch you when you fall.
So there you were sitting on the counter in the back room of Scoops watching Steve pace back and forth, trying to understand Russian and eating a banana. 
Dustin cut off the recorder and asks Steve what he thinks about it. 
“Sounds familiar.” Steve says finishing off his banana. 
“What?” both you and Dustin say at the same time
“The music, that music right there at the end.”
You sigh heavily and put your head in your hands,
“Steve, you’re such an idiot.”
The two boys start arguing about the fact that Steve should be paying attention to the words not the music when you butt in again.
“I can’t take this shit anymore,” you said looking back and forth between the two fighting boys, “I’m going home.”
You push yourself up and off of the counter and start to walk out the door when Robin burst through the door clearly fed up and aggravated.
“Alright, babysitting time is over. You need to get in there.”
She notices that her ‘You Suck’ board has been erased and looks at you as if you were the one to erase the board. You stick your hands up in surrender with wide eyes and looked back at Steve and Dustin.
“I guarantee you what we’re doing is way more important than your data.” Dustin said, looking to you for reassurance.
You just shrug your shoulders at him.
“Yeah? And how do you know these Russians are up to no good anyway?” Robin says.
You slowly start to back up towards the door with that question, “Yeah, I think I’m gonna go now..”
Once you make it out the door you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. You hear Robin tell the guys that she’s fluent in 4 languages.
Dustin seems very impressed, “Russian?”
“Ou-yay are-yay umb-day” she says.
Both Steve and Dustin are extremely impressed by her fancy words, you pop your head back in the door before officially leaving to add a few words.
“It’s pig latin, for ‘you are dumb’, you dingus’ ”
They all turned their heads to look at you, Robin had a smirk on her face and sent you a wink while the boys had dumbfounded looks on their faces. And with your last few words, you left.
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You walked out of the ice cream parlor and took a look around to see what you could do to pass some time.
After walking around, looking at a few stores you heard your name being called.
“Y/N!” Max screamed pulling El right behind her.
“Max! El? El, what are you doing here? You know you’re not supposed to be here right?” you asked Eleven, but looking at Max.
“SHE JUST- needed some girl time!” Max was quick to say, “The boys- they’re being real douchebags.”
You knew that all too well, especially with everything that’s been happening with Billy as of lately. 
“Yeah. We- wanted to go..” El turned her head to look at Max for reassurance. When max nodded her head, a smile creeped onto her face and she continued confidently, “shopping.”
You stood there with arms crossed looking at both of the younger girls. You remembered what it was like being their age, and you knew that the girls wanted to just have some harmless fun. So you smiled while rolling your eyes.
“Fine, BUT- only on one condition,” you started “you guys have to hang out with me.” 
The two girls both had giant smiles plastered on their faces. They looked at each other then looked back at you. They each took one of your hands and dragged you off to The Gap.
You and max both followed El around as she was looking around when she walked up to a display with a blue shirt with yellow, red and white lines on it. 
“Do you like that?” Max asks
“How do I know, what I like?” El responds
“You just try things on, until you find something that feels like you. Not Hopper, not Mike, Not Y/N,” she says as she points to you. You do a little spin showcasing your style, “you”
>cue shopping spree montage<
At the end of trying on lots, and lots of clothes El finally decides on two new outfits and a new romper. Max ends up with a new pair of sunglasses and you leave with a new hat and a few new shirts. 
You walk out of The Gap arm in arm with the two girls, giggling and smiling at each other like there is no one else in the world. The next thing you know, you’re being pulled into the Flash Studio.
You watch them dress up and take tons of pictures. Striking different poses and pretending to be someone else for the day. The even convinced you to take a couple of pictures with them. You truly were having the time of your life.
“How about some ice cream?” Max asks at the end of a fun filled day.
El looked at you with pleading puppy eyes begging you to say yes. She knew you wouldn’t say no to the puppy eyes.
You sighed and shook your head with a small smile on your face, “I don’t see why not.”
The three of you walk in to none other than Scoops Ahoy. You make your way up to the counter for the two girls to place an order. Right when Steve finishes making their cones and some other random cone Robin pulls open the divider,
“We’ve got our first sentence!”
“Really? Makin’ more progress than Harrington, huh?” you ask
“Can it Hopper” Steve says with a serious look on his face.
“The week is long” Robin says with a Russian accent.
“Well that’s thrilling.” Steve says sarcastically
“It’s progress!” she says before shutting the divider once again to continue her work.
Steve turns around holding three ice cream cones,
“Alright here ya go, you got a strawberry, and then a vanilla with sprinkles, extra whipped cream and a double scoop of peppermint stick.” he says handing the last cone to you.
The girls thank Steve but you just kind of look at him with a confused look.
“I didn’t ask for any ice cream Steve.” you say slightly confused
“It’s whatever, I know it’s like your favorite. On the house.” he says with a wink. He then turns to El, “Wait a second, are you even allowed to be here?”
Max and El start giggling and run away leaving you standing at the counter.
“Well, okay then.” he turns his attention to you.
“Guys, I think I’m just gonna hang out here until close! I’ll see you guys at home for dinner?” you half yell at the girls who are already out the door.
You walk around the counter and into the back room where Dustin and Robin were still sitting. They seemed to be discussing what they had found out and were trying to figure out what their next move would be. They just seemed to be all around struggling with the next few phrases. 
The week is long, The silver cat feeds, When blue meets yellow in the west. 
You weren’t sure if you should mention the fact that your mom, who knew Russian, taught you at a young age how to speak Russian, or if you should just wait to see if Steve remembers.
You choose to sit there and taunt them, making little side comments every now and then throwing them off track. The translation ended up taking well over 8 hours, seeing how they finished after the mall had already closed.
You all read out the whole phrase together for the first and final time for that day, the phrase didn’t really make any since, but you felt like this would be a good time to tell them what you had been hiding from them all day.
“You know we totally could’ve been done with this like 8 hours ago.” you say super casually.
“What?” the three of them as in unison looking at you like you were crazy.
“I mean you guys asked Robin if she knew how to speak Russian..” 
“But we never asked you- dammit!” Steve yelled.
“Steve, what’s she talking about.” Robin asks already kind of knowing where this is going.
“I’ll catch you guys tomorrow!” You say with a smirk grabbing your bag and heading for the doors.
“Holy shit.” Dustin says finally connecting the dots
“She knows Russian, (Y/N) fucking knows Russian! Her mom taught her when she was in like, the first grade or something.” Steve sighs as he puts his head in his hands.
With the biggest smirk on your face you were out the door and in your truck headed back to the cabin.
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You walk into the cabin to music playing loudly, but coming from El’s room. You knock on the door a few times and you open the door to see Max dancing around and El looking through on of your older magazines.
“Hey guys, just wanted to let you know I’m here and was wondering if you guys wanted anything to eat.” you asked the two girls.
They both looked at you and shook their heads and then returned back to what they were doing before you walked in.
You closed the door and headed to your room leaving the door open in case they needed anything.
Suddenly you heard the music cut off but it was soon replaced with static, that could only mean one thing.
The next thing you heard was them giggling over whatever El had seen, putting a small smile on your lips.
There was a loud engine that sounded like it was pulling into the driveway meaning that your dad had finally come home for the night after his date with Joyce.
You emerged from your room to talk to your dad about how his night went. He was so excited to finally get to take her out on a date. But when he walked in the house, he obviously looked extremely drunk and would most likely be hungover in the morning.
He looked at you and then looked at El’s closed door, he suddenly became filled with anger.
“Hey- HEY! When I say 3 inches,” 
“Dad, wait it’s not what you-” you started to say as he marched furiously over to the door where he thought he would find Mike and El behind closed doors, “think.”
The door slams open and he finds not the couple, but only two innocent teenage girls lying on the floor looking at magazines and comic books.
 You stand there awkwardly with your arms crossed, watching as the mess of your father tries to hold a small conversation with the girls. He turns shuts the door and turns around to face you with a blank look on his face.
“You’re so annoying, you know that?” You ask rolling your eyes slightly annoyed but mostly playful.
Hopper just has this smug look on his face, he goes to the fridge crack open a beer and gets on his recliner knowing that the little stunt he had pulled with Mike had worked.
You were finally ready to retreat to your room when Max pops her head out the door and asks you if you want to play a game with them and you happily oblige.
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You sit down on the floor next to the bed where El and Max have a poster with names written on papers and a glass bottle, it almost looked like they were playing spin the bottle, except they would be using Eleven’s powers to spy on people.
They spin the bottle once and it lands on Mr.Wheeler and they decide that he’s too boring to spy on so they spin again and it lands on Billy.
“I don’t know, this might not be a good idea” Max says
“No!” you say almost a little too forcefully, “No, I want to know what he’s been up to. I really haven’t seen him in a few days.”
El nods her head, and puts the blindfold on as you grab the radio from her dresser and put it on a channel with nothing but static.
The two of you wait in silence for a few minutes before El says that she’s found him.
“What’s he doing?” Max asks
“I don’t know, he’s on the floor?” El says kind of confused, ‘Talking to someone.”
There’s a long pause before she rips off her blindfold, breathing very heavily.
“What? What happened?” you ask.
She just stares at you with a distraught look on her face, like she had seen something, something she wasn’t supposed to see.
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