#jim hoper

[hoosurdaddy]

Kɪɴᴋᴍᴀs Dᴀʏ 5: Cᴜɴɴɪʟɪɴɢᴜs .

Pairing: Jim Hopper x Reader.

Triggers: 18+, Cunnilingus, a phone call.

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Jim loved going down on you. He loved how you tasted, how you whimpered when his fingers and tongue were down on you at the same time. He loved how you how tugged his hair. He loved how you squirmed underneath him when he kept going after you've came. Jim loved every part of it. He never missed an opportunity to please you whenever he got the chance. Like now, as you sat on the couch in your cute skirt with no panties on. You were practically calling him. Jim knelt on the ground in front of you.

He pushed up your skirts, kissing up your legs in a teasingly manner until he got to your cunt, waiting and soaking for him. Jim just loved the sight. Jim wanted to devour you right away, but he wanted to take his time in pleasing you. Jim changed his kisses to nipping and sucking love bites upon your skin in an effort to get you to beg for him.

“Jim, please. Fuck." You whined in a tone so desperate, Jim almost felt guilty. Instead, he chuckled and took pity upon you. His lips connected to your core, he watched as your head rested against the couch as you moaned in pleasure. Just as Jim began sucking and kissing your clit, your phone rang.

You froze. Not wanting to answer. You expected Jim to stop his actions, but he didn't waver. Instead, he thrusted his fingers into you as he pulled away to look at you. "Answer it baby, I won't do anything."

You looked at the caller ID, it was Karen Wheeler. You figured it wasn't important, it was probably Karen ringing to see if the kids had been around. They hadn't. But you didn't want to answer right now.

“Jim, she'll hear." You moaned out as his fingers thrusted, curling them.

"I'll be quiet." Jim smirked, taking the phone out of your hand to answer it and gave it back to you. "And so will you, baby."

If you could get away with murder, you would kill Jim for pulling that stunt. If only his tongue wasn't so good.

“Hey Karen." You tried to put on the best normal voice you could, but it was hard to when Jim heard Karen's voice at the end of the phone. Jim forced his fingers in and out of you, that you were surprised that Karen didn't hear the dirty sound right now. Jim's lips found their way back around your clit and began sucking at the same. Your hips nearly arched off the couch, but you were pinned back down by Jim, who hummed disapprovingly.

“Y/N? Y/N, is everything okay?" You heard Karen asking. You had only realised that you were breathing heavily down the phone and not replying to the question she had earlier. You cleared your throat as Jim only chuckled.

"Sorry, Karen. What did you say?"

[ask-theconsoleponies]

Awwww Genesis (Or in that form are you Geniesis, ha) you should at least try to tell your Nintendo sisters/friends/etc. to give the game genie power-up a try… as long as you don't tell them you switched the Sonic shoes near the "No Hopers" trash bin in Donkey Kong Country 2 with Mario's hat using it ;)

And maybe get other consoles that came afterward that either had a different kind of cheat device or never got one to try a game genie look some time

Yeah... just don't have Super Nintendo wear a headband with an arrow from a bow...

(Alright, I actually had a really fun time doing this and to those of you who don't know, in Donkey Kong Country 2: Diddy's Kong Quest, there's a menu called Cranky's Video Game Heroes of which on the lower right is a trash can that has Sonic's shoes and Earthworm Jim's gun with a note that says, "NO HOPERS" which is probably the most insane way that Nintendo and Rareware had ever made fun of Sega and Shiny Entertainment.

(With what I mentioned above about Super Nintendo wearing a headband with an arrow attached, Both Donkey Kong Country and Earthworm Jim were released around the same time around the end of 1994. And while both games have insane animations for the time, Donkey Kong Country had won. When another version of Earthworm Jim, a cheat code was added which changed the head of Earthworm Jim to that of Donkey Kong with an arrow.)

(And of course, when Donkey Kong Country 2: Diddy's Kong Quest was released, Nintendo decided to mock the two with what I had mentioned above.)

(For this question, (and I legit had a huge laugh when I saw what you sent within what was crossed out), I had to do this and included both Mario's hat from the Super Mario series and Link's Master Sword from the Zelda series which I honestly think just looks great seeing the two in a trash bin.)

[fantasticallyfruity4]

Thinking abt hopper referring to will and Jonathan as “my boys” affectionately when he tells people stories about them.

Joyce calling El her daughter, her little girl. Getting choked up about her little girl growing up on her. Joyce and el having little girls nights (doing each others nails, watching chick flicks/rom coms). Because Joyce loves her boys but it’s really nice to have a daughter.

Hopper doing dad shit with will. Baseball games, fishing, and yeah, the arcade. He learns how to play Nintendo to play with his kids.

The idea of Jonathan calling hopper dad is the one that gets to me the most. He’s the oldest, the most cognizant of how hurt he was by his own father. Old enough to truly understand his own poor relationship with his father. So when he starts calling hoper dad occasionally, it really touches Jim.

Family photos, family vacations, the corny family road trip driving Jonathan to college. I need to see them at road side attractions I’m sorry.

The byers hopper family just has a emotional hold on me.

[fandom-imagination-ss]

Jim hopper Imagine: seeing you for the first time after being seperated for years.

Jim  Hopper was the one that got away, he was your soulmate. or you thought he was until he announced he was leaving for war. you kept up and were faithful but something changed when he came home he iddn't want you. he was polite and kind about breaking up with you and he soon meet his Now ex wife. but Hopper would admit he had doubts marrying her after hearing that you were dating Frank Mosie. from their sleepy town. a rich guy who had No morals and had No hint of fun in his bones. he drove up to Hawkin to your house to talk to you. to see you were having a family dinner and Frank postposed to you and you instantyl agreed. He realized it owuldnt be fair to break the happy celebration on his doubts. so he left you alone.

years passed you were now single, you neve rmade it down the aile with Frank and Hopper went from a father, to divioiced to now a father again. while you were Running a sucessful business that sent you taveling all over the world. you always considered Hawkins your home. so it wans' abnormal for you to visit. your family was still there. your home. your friends. you were just walking into the police sation to bug your little brother who was on the force when you came across Hopper. jaw dropped to the floor seeing you. your hair wa smore colred now. and more lively hen your old Mousy blonde hair. your cloths were miostly designer as you wore scandles cause of the hot weather. Hopper was completely in shock seeing you. not saying a word. as you walked around him to see your brother as you completely ingored the man who brok eyour heart.

the visit was quick as you soon walked out leaving as Hopper followed you out mouth slightly open in disbelief. he couldn't understand how you didn't age. you still looked liek you did when you were in high school. assed the desinger attire. stood the girl he was madly in love with in high school and how he lost his first kiss, iFirst time and frist heartbreak all to you. the girl he has dreamt babout for years. he couldn't believe it.

"Cheif- you know.. she's moving back home."

Hoper turned to he's co worker noticing it was your brother he spoke, "she signle?"

"As a jaybird.. i would hurry those. a girl like that doesn't stay single for long."

[propheticalleg]

I have a problem with the way Billy Hargrove was written

Like, yeah, he's one of my favorite characters, of course i have a fucking problem with how the Duffer bros treated him. And i’m aware that this all was said before, but, you know, NOT BY ME

They could have fun with him. It could’ve been done in different ways.

1.The Redemption Arc

Well there is a couple points to address.

First, there are characters in the show who are: complicated - Jim Hopper; redimed - Steve Harrington.

With Hopper Duffers did surprisingly good job of showing us the good and the bad in him. We see that he cares a lot about El, but his way of showing it is a bit ~toxic~. And we know why he’s so protective of her. He lost a child before. Hopper doesn’t want to see it again. That’s the reason. But it’s not an excuse, is it?

And with Steve. Umm...well a bit of the confession i think Duffers dumbed him down just a tad too much. I get what they were going for. Lovable, bit of an idiot, with bite to his character and a heart of gold. And i praise and respect Joe Keery for his talent! Great job, not his fault. But i don’t think Duffers really respect Steve Harrington. It shows sometimes through the other characters. But anyway. Duffers redeemed Steve even though he was supposed to die a bully.

Second, the racism. 

There is a definet reason people are divided on this topic. Is Billy racist or not? Well show accidentally made it up to interpretation. Duffers wanted to make a cliche 80s bully. They didn’t follow through, but more on that later. Also the show in general handels this topic weirdly

And then there’s Dacre Montgomery. If you’ve listened or read his interviews you know that this man understands that people are not cliches. And he chose not to play Billy as a racist. Whether you like it or not can read that through the screen.

Was Billy wrong with how he treated Lucas? Absolutely! Billy Hargrove fans are in fact not blind to this.

And that’s how you get mixed message instead of characteristic.

So, how this could be handled? First route (one that is popular with fans): Its Billys father who is racist and that’s why he doesn’t want Lucas around Max. Second route: Billy should be told that racism is in fact bad and get educated on the topic. Please, oh please, to tell him that he is wrong. Educate him. Let him digest and accept this. He is 17-18 years old, there is a high chance that he can change. That happens in real life.

And that could be historically realistic. You know that there should be more racists in Hawkins in the 80s. I know that the show is a work of fiction, but c’mon. Ah, well, already said that this topic is handled weirdly. 

Third, Billys relationship with Max is written poorly, but the sentiment is there.

Their relationship is one of the biggest reasons why i like Billy.

At crisp age of ten a was gifted with sibling. I love them to death. I will become a sinner for them. But I didn’t want a younger sibling. Like. At all. So, I have very complicated feelings towards them that they are not aware off, cause they are ten. And believe me when i say it: getting a sibling at semi-conscious age when you weren’t planing on them is a traumatic experience,  no matter how dumb it sounds. And the fucking frustration of having to look after them is real. There was a couple of years when i was THE fucking babysitter, really exhausting, very anger producing. Props to my parents for understanding and fixing this as soon as they could.

(also had a beef with fourteen year olds at school when i was 16-17,not to demonize twelve to fourteen y.o., but they can be the special kind of annoying)

Both antis and stans had a problem with how Max was written in season 4. For the same reason actually. Because Duffers.

In season two we see that Max and Billy don’t like each other. Ok, great. Then season three Max cares for Billy when he gets possessed and was seemingly very upset when he died. In vol.1 this continuous with the letter (the part that got antis upset) and then suddenly in vol.2 Max says that Billy didn’t deserve to live (where stans got upset). Well i was upset both times. I was upset since season three, because there were no explanation of how we got from one to another. We all understand that Billy and Max had complicated relationship and all of the above can exist! It can be the emotional swing that it is, but when you looking at a swig you can see how it goes from one high to another.

Verdict: rewrite them from the beginning. Show us more. Duffers that’s the visual entertainment you’re giving us. SHOW DON’T TELL

That’s mainly it with the redemption. I mean there is also a fight at Byers, but that;s pretty self-explanatory.

2. MAKE BILLY AN ANTAGONIST WE WOULD ALL LOVE TO HATE

Duffers, you could have made Billy an absolute legend of a asshole. You could make him ridiculous! Let him be not only cliche, but something worse. You have real monsters in your world. Your world has goofy heroes and they are realistic (Murray), why not make an entertaining antagonist?!

But, ah well, Duffers fucked up a cliche. I really don’t how they so successfully failed.

[tozierswheelers]

steve falling for you [headcanon]

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Summary: Steve finally meets you after dropping off Dustin after the Snow Ball.

Dustin talked about you

a lot

you were his role model to be honest.

Steve never believed anything Dustin says

”you’ll like her dude! she’s amazing!”

”how come I’ve never even seen this ‘so-called’ sister, dickwad?

”I dunno.”

you know everything there is to know about the events involving Upside-Down.

(you were the kids’ home base)

So you’re a bit shaken up due to the events that have just happened (#season2)

(you were Hopper’s second-in-command this time)

but you feel okay letting Dustin go out because you know how Steve was involved and you know that he’ll protect that dipshit

anyways

you open the door, mouth full of mashed potatoes

in one hand is a fork

in the other, a bowl of KFC mashed potatoes d o u s e d in gravy.

Steve has a hand on Dustin’s shoulder

and that dork is hardcore staring at you

(like jaw dropped, wide-eyed staring)

and he leans down and whispers in Dustin’s ear: “damn”

Dustin’s all like: “dude, chill. that’s my sister.”

he then proceeds to thank Steve for all the help and the ride before walking inside

you ruffle his hair and smile

and Steve swears his heart does some weird jumpy thing.

you then turn back to the door, arching an eyebrow

“…yes?”

Steve stutters.

homeboy actually stutters.

”u-u-uh I see you have KFC! I uh- I love KFC. best chicken ever right?”

you stare at him for a while, before…

”yeah, I guess. I don’t know, I’m a vegetarian.”

and you promptly shut the door in his face.

Steve stands there for a few minutes

(more like ten)

he just can’t understand why he’s so awestruck by you

the next day at school, he notices you

and of course, you’re friends with Jonathan Byers

Steve quietly curses him out before approaching him

”hey Byers!”

”Uh, what’s up…steve?”

meanwhile, Steve is just staring at you

jonathan notices, obviously

Nancy notices too

and they hatch a plan

they start to subtly bring up Steve a lot

so does Dustin

Jonathan and Nancy have roped him in to their plan

(he’s all for it, I mean, his sister and his mentor??? yes!)

you ignore them at first

but then you begin to notice how soft Steve’s hair looks

and how his eyes really do seem to sparkle in the dull, unflattering cafeteria lights.

and have his lips always looked that soft???

you start to realize that you may have a tiny, miniscule crush on Steve Harrington.

so you do the only logical thing

you act completely indifferent towards him

there’s no way you’re going to change the way you act towards him

if he likes you, its gonna be for you.

soon enough, Mike, Lucas, and Will also join in

they always want the two of you to babysit during their campaigns

(mostly because you’ll join in)

and Steve will just watch bc

aw you’re such a dork and he can’t believe that he likes you this much

eventually the night winds down to a juvenile game of truth or dare

(you’re dared to mess up Steve’s hair)

so he has to lean in towards you in order for you to be able to reach

and the kids are in awe

like, he’s willingly letting you mess with his hair.

you and Steve are pretty close together

and you kind of stop running your hands through his hair

you both subconsciously start leaning in closer

Steve’s eyes are drawn to your lips

it about to happen

until

”just kiss already, god!”

you spring apart

”shut up dipshit!”

cue the kids all slapping Dustin for ruining the moment

it starts getting pretty late

so you and Dustin gots to go

the kids (except Mike) are getting their bikes

Steve comes up to you at the doorway and grabs your wrist gently

“hey (Y/N)?”

“yeah?”

”I just…I uh- well you see…I just wanted to-”

you’re kind of just standing there, waiting for him to get to the point.

”well uh- its better if I just show you.”

so Steve pulls you in and captures your lips with his, kissing you slowly

(you waste no time in kissing back)

you pull away at the same time bc y’know…

air

y’all need air.

and you guys are just smiling at each other so dorkily

(awwwww)

Steve leans down for another kiss

you break apart because the kids start cheering too loudly

“finally!”

”thank god you finally grew some balls!”

“at least we won’t have to hear him talk about her all the time anymore.”

”hey Harrington! stop sucking face with my sister!”

Tags: @delicrieux, @broken-pieces.

Y’all help me out pls. What should I post next: a Bill Denbrough story, a Beverly Marsh one, a Jonathan Byers one, or a Mike Wheeler fic???

[obeydontstray]

Guys please please signal boost this and donate if you can! Anything would be greatly, greatly appreciated!

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@bi-master-jedi and I met here on Tumblr almost a year ago over our love for Chief Hopper. Soooo much has happened since! She recently made it to SC to spend time with us! I currently don’t have a job because of health reasons, but I’m trying to make it to NH for her graduation from college and to be with her on her drive here to SC to stay for the summer.

Donation money would go towards this epic road trip my friends and I are going to take to get to her.

Passing on and donations will be greatly appreciated!

[haltraveler]

It’s everything I never knew I needed.

[assonance13]

[hoosurdaddy]

Marionette.

Dark!Jim Hopper x reader.

(Tw; implied kidnapping, implied stalking, being tied up,short).

Jim’s beard tickled your face and neck as he kissed your entire face as he laid you down on the bed before propping you up right, like a doll. He had you bound, wrist gagged, and was using his strength to manoeuvre you around to his liking. Jim smiled down at you. “You’re such a pretty little baby, all tied up for me.”

You begged him to stop. The more you begged, the less he listened. His hands ran up and down your sides, your front, and back. The oversized top he had dressed you in while you were unconscious was barely covering you and your underwear. Jim knew that you were uncomfortable, but he couldn’t help himself. He’s watched you from a distance for too long. He was overwhelmed by how close he was to you now. Jim dreamed of being able to finally touch you, hug you. To finally love you.

As Jim’s hands rubbed your thighs, you whimpered a little. You tried your best to move your legs but with the pinch Jim had on your thighs, it made it impossible. Suddenly, Jim landed a loud and big slap upon your thigh, making you cry out and flinch. Jim only grunted in reply to you before reaching out once more; this time he pinched your thigh. This made you flinch. He succeeded his goal,

“Don’t worry, Y/N.. I’ll kiss the pain away.” Jim replied, his voice was deeper this time and his tone was full of “love”. As he leaned in and connected your mouths together; Jim’s lips were stained with tears. You just couldn’t figure out whose tears it was.

[whistlemist]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove & Maxine "Max" Mayfield Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Eleven | Jane Hopper, The Party (Stranger Things), Joyce Byers Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Child Abuse, Post-Season/Series 03, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Neil Hargrove's A+ Parenting, Neil Hargrove Being Homophobic, Neil Hargrove Being an Asshole, Hurt Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove Tries to Be a Better Person, Gay Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove Redemption, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Billy Hargrove, Parental Jim "Chief" Hopper, Protective Parent Jim "Chief" Hopper, Billy Hargrove Needs a Hug, Steve Harrington Deserves Love Summary:

Standing up from the road Hoper got to the front window shinning the light into the front seat he didn’t see anyone. Moving to the smaller window he spotted Billy. Laying on his side, arms wrapped tightly around a small body, curled in as much as the backseat would allow. In his arms was Max, she was on her back wrapped in a leather jacket, her legs slung over Billy’s holding her as she shivered.

Frowning he looked closer, the light shining on their faces he took in a couple of things. Their skin was pale, lips turning blue and he could only see the redhead shivering. Catching the way her skin around her eyes was darker, puffer, and swollen he realized she had a black eye.

“Hey!” He banged on the door window. “Max! Billy!”

Only Max moved.

[fandom-imagination-ss]

Annual Halloween Imagine: Hopper freaking out over your costume length

Day : 1 Of the annual halloween Imagine!

Warnings: mention of sex.

Did I proof read?: One day I will! That’s not today !

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After A year of sneaking around, and having a secret relationship with the chief of police. It all came into Light three months ago when He asked you too move in with him.

Everyone in town now steals a glance at you both. Between the fact you are a raise of Sunshine always smiling nad happy and you were now dating the Town drunkin Grump who was always cranky. Or the fact that your Father is the Pastor and you were always the good girl who helps out at church, and volunteer in the elementary school, or the retirement home. Or the Bigger reason being your much younger then the chief of police. Some debut was between 15-20 years age different. (But really it was ten)

Eleven was out with her friends experiencing her first Trick or Treat. Since meeting her you both instantly clicked. Hopper was a great Dad but you were extremely thankful that you were there for Eleven when she needs too have “the talk” you can do it vs Hopper. Those you were equally curious how he would do it. But she had you. And you loved her. Hopper had the night off, you however promised too attend the Halloween Ball at the retirement home. The party should. Be over by eight. But still you had too get dressed up.

You decided too wear a witches outfit. Using a old black tulle skirt you had with a simple black t-shirt that you twisted on the bottom too give it you some shape. And a cheap witches hat. You weren’t going too go full warts and crooked nose. You were a simple witch. The problem wit dating Hopper was that he got jealous easily. You understood. You were younger and guys do check you out and are extra friendly. But you never paid them attention you had Hopper. And you didn’t want anyone else. Plus him being jealous was a turn on.

Why? You aren’t sure. But it is what it is.

Hopper was sitting in his lazy chair watching the Frankenstein movie as he had a bowl of popcorn he wasn’t thrilled about having the night too himself. He hated it. He even tried too convince Eleven too Stay home but you hit him on his broad shoulders and send her off.

Standing in your shared bedroom you looked at yourself. Hooper didn’t dictated what you wore- he loved whatever you wore. But today. Today! Was halloween and after working on the police force and having too deal with drunkin fools and the endless calls from the bar from idiots hitting on girls and getting too far.

Hopper only request for tonight was that your skirt was at least three inches below your knees. A Simple request which you happily agreed with mainly because you were going too ask him too join your family thanksgiving and bring Eleven which you Knew wasn’t going too go well. Your Papa hated Hoppers, and Hooper wasn’t a huge a huge fan of your Dad.

But you also wanted too tease him a bit So you hiked up your skirt up rolling up the top of your skirt too be just above your knees. With your mid drift showing you weren’t “scandalous” Most girls your age wear Less cloths. But from your background this was “scandalous” but Hopper has broken you out of your shell two years ago. You would NEVER wear something like this! But now you had confidence now. And it was all because of that big goof ball in the lazy chair. Getting out of the bedroom you were fixing your earrings as you grabbed your purse as you looked up at Hoper he was looking at the tv as you grinned. Maybe he wouldn’t notice.if that’s the case you’ll hike your skirt up even higher when you get home.

You were just about out the door when you called out too Hopper saying a quick bye and I love you. Hopper grumbled after taking a sip of his beer as he glanced over seeing you. “HEY! Hey! Three Inch Minimum!” He dashed towards you, but you were already out the door he caught you on the front porch as he spoke, ‘Hey! We had a deal missy!”

Hopper swooped over picking you up with ease and flinging you over his shoulder. You gasped at the swift movement as he marched back into the house . He plopped you down onto your feet once in the house as he looked at you stern. You couldn’t help but have a huge smile on his face. Seeing him all annoyed over your skirt. Seeing your smile only annoyed him more. The Chief huffed crossing his arms, ‘we had a deal Sweetheart.”

Nodding your head weakly you rolled your shoulders, “you know- I t bought about it more and I didn’t think it was Right for you too dictates what I wear.”

He crossed his arms tighter too himself as you reached over giving in on the teasing as you reached over kissing him softly. “Oh Jim Hopper you are So easy!” He didn’t budge as you gave him a quick kiss pulling away fixing your skirt.

“you think that’s funny Missy?” He’s work voice the voice that drove you crazy! When you first officially meet Him you were well- in school. But when you both started hanging out (almost. A year and a half ago now!) he used that deep heavy tone with you. When he was trying too give you a lecture about your tailgate light being busted. Now seeing him. He spoke “I’ll just have too teach you a lesson Miss.” You laughed as you spoke, ‘no! no! I’ll be late for the Ball Jim!”

You ran around the lazy boy laughing as he quickly caught you and kissed your neck quickly pulling you close too him as he caressed your thigh.

“think you need too be punished missy.”

“Sir. Yes sir!” He grinned kissing your neck as he turned you around too face him as he picked you up. You wrapped your legs around him as he carried yu too the bedroom.

You completely Lost track of the time so when your phone rang yu reached over Jim grabbing he cord phone as you spoke out breathlessly. “Hello?”

“Y/N? You alright you never showed up too the ball?”

Looking over Hopper realizing you not only were late. But Missed it completely. “Oh Shit! Sorry Margie! I- I- Fell asleep!”

“Oh that’s alright Child- I’ll see you next week for Bingo.”

“okay I’m sorry Bye..”

Hanging up the phone Jim chuckled as you hit his shoulder, “Not funny.”

“Yes it is- it’s your own fault.”

“Ha-ha. Jokes on you mister- you and Eleven are joining me for thanksgiving with my family this year.”

And just like that. He was grumpy again

Happy halloween

[kendallroydefender]

Welcome to Hawkins Hell (Hopper x Reader) Part 2.

Walking out of the office the memories from the previous hour came back to you, subconsciously taking a step closer to Hopper who gave you a sympathetic smile. "What should I do about this?" You asked looking at the smashed door "Should I call the police?“ he chuckled "The police is already here.." he said "Let’s get out of here. I would say you lock the door and go home, and tomorrow someone will think there was a break in or an accident or something. I don’t think it’s good to worry everyone about what really happened." You looked at him for a moment then nodded. You slipped into your coat, took your purse and carefully closed the door, or what was left of it, behind you before you locked it. "Does the diner have surveillance?" Hoper asked while stomping out his cigarette "Hop this is Hawkins no one has any kind of security system." You answered him, he rolled his eyes "Where’s your car?“ he asked looking around the empty parking lot "In the Garage getting repaired. I came here with my bike“ you answered, as soon as you said it he stomped towards the bike and put it on his Blazer. "Come on i don’t let you drive home on this while this thing is out there.“ he gestured towards the woods, so you sat down in the passenger seat of the car.

Driving through Hawkins with the radio on playing softly. You looked out of the window seeing the woods pass by. "Hop?" He hummed "What is happening here?“ he glanced at you "I don’t know Y/n. But I will find out." You nodded as he explained what had happened in the previous days "I could help you.“ you asked him, he turned his head towards you "No! The hell i will do getting you into this" you rolled your eyes "Hey! I need you to promise me to stay out of danger, okay? You are one of the only people that i like in this town, can’t be losing you too." He said sadly in memory of Benny. And you wanted to comfort him and before you knew it you reached out laying your hand on his one that rested on the console between you. You were scared for a second, that was until he closed his fingers around your smaller hand, giving it a squeeze. You stayed like this until the car came to a stop in front of the house you lived in, "When does your shift start tomorrow?" Jim asked "Two pm.“ you answered him "Good I will pick you up at 1:30, that’s okay?“ you furrowed your brows "Jim you don’t have to do this." He huffed "But I want to, I will not have you driving on that bike through the woods with everything going on." You looked down cheeks getting flushed "Okay. But Hopper please be safe." He smiled and you got out of his car, waving at him before closing the door of the apartment building behind you. He stayed a few moments after you had disappeared. He didn’t liked the feeling that had starting to spread in his chest.

You spend your morning watching tv and running errands before Hopper came to pick you up "Hey Chief." You greeted "Hey- you look tired." He answered "Oh that’s how you seduce the women in town? I couldn’t sleep well." He laughed at your joke knowing about his reputation but cringing at the thought of you knowing it too. At the Diner he got out of the car too. You two walked towards the door, taking one deep breath you looked at your co workers "What happened here?" You asked acting shocked, looking back at the door you saw Hopper "inspecting“ it. "Oh Chief! Good that you’re here.“ Polly, the owner called out. You turned back around towards Becky and Charlotte, who had the shift before yours. "Nobody knows, it was like that when we arrived this morning.“ Charlotte raised a eyebrow "But you and the Chief huh?“ she asked smirking "He just drove me here because my bike had a tire this morning.“ she still smirked "The bike is still on his car if you want to investigate.“ you laughed.

With your apron tied around you, you stepped out of the backroom. Hopper sat down at the bar "What can I bring you today Chief?“ you chirped with a grin wich earned a chuckle from the man "Hm how about a coffee and a doughnut?“ he answered. Placing his order infront of him he winked at you. "So Polly since I’m here now should I make a report on your window?“ hopper asked biting into his sweet baked good, but Polly waved him off "Hopper it’s broken glass, nobody was harmed - there’s not even money missing from the register.“ your boss said before adding "It was probably some drunk man stumbling into our Diner and I also believe you have better things to do at the moment.“ she said referring to the missing Will Byers. "I’m just happy Y/n wasn’t here when this happened.“ you smiled at her before briefly glancing at Hopper.

The next few days went by with Hopper driving you, search parties and no news on the missing Child. Hopper always told you in the car what happened the day and what he investigated. Right now he sat at the counter at the diner eating Fries, talking to your co workers while you leaned on the other side of the counter. You all discussed the newest theories about the missing kid while everyone threw in their conspiracies Jim and you glanced at each other from time to time knowing what the reality was. "But what if it was aliens?“ Charlotte chimed in "Why would aliens land in Hawkins?“ you answered back stealing one of Hoppers Fries, "Because nobody would expect it duh?" Charlotte said rolling her eyes at you "I hope it’s not aliens." Hopper mumbled as Polly came out of the back "Of course it’s not Aliens Hopper don’t entertain her ideas.“ she gestured to Charlotte who shrugged. "I‘m gonna get my stuff and then we can leave“ you told your designated driver and went off closely followed by Charlotte "Y/n please i‘m not going to tell anyone but is there really nothing going on?" You furrowed your brows "Charlotte I’m pretty sure there are no aliens in Hawkins.“ "Oh I’m not talking about that..“ she laughed "I mean you and the Chief.“ you rolled your eyes "This again? I already told you-"

"That there’s nothing.“ she finished your sentence "But you two are so cute together and he definitely likes you." You stopped in your tracks "He does not like me.“ she tipped her head to the site "Okay if you say so, but I bet he would say something if I or anyone else here would just eat from his plate and he for sure wouldn’t drive me to work for a week.“ you looked down, there was no way Jim liked you back. You said your goodbyes to Charlotte and walked behind him to the blazer. "Everything’s okay?“ Hopper asked, he had noticed the change in your behavior after coming back. But you didn’t heard him, still thinking about what she said, only snapping out of your thoughts when you ran into him, not realizing that he stopped walking "Oof“ you let out "Sorry I just thought about this whole alien thing.“ you quickly lied, he wasn’t convinced but decided against pressing more. He wanted to speak when the radio in his car went off "Chief? Chief are you there? We found something.“ You looked at him, his face went pale "I‘m here.“ he simply answered "Can you come to the lake at the quarry? It’s the kid.“ Powell said "On my way Hopper said back taking your hand in his once again.

[stevesnailbat]

Hi! So I saw that you were taking request and I was wondering if you could do one with Steve where the reader aka his girlfriend is pregnant but they’re not telling anyone yet but he lets it slip since he’s worried about her and Hoper(her dad) like freaks out but like is happy about it yet still mad. Maybe it’s happening at the battle at Starcourt. A bit angsty yet a lot of fluf. Also I just want to say I love your blog and hope you’re having an amazing day!!! ♥️♥️♥️

warnings: pregnancy?, a little angsty but pretty fluffy

word count: 1.8K

a/n: Kinda AU bc Hopper comes out of the base alive but besides that, everything is pretty canon. Thanks for the love and request, anon, enjoy!

“Are you...positive, that it’s positive?”

“Yes, Stevie. I’ve taken two of them to be sure.” Y/N said shakily as she watched her nervous wreck of a boyfriend pace around his bedroom.

She waited almost two weeks after her missed period to even confront Steve about being late, knowing that he would freak. As scared as she was for their future, she was sure that Steve would be a great and loving father just like he was a great and loving boyfriend. Tears of pent up fear sprung to her eyes when Steve turned to see her reaction, fiddling with the two sticks in her hands. Steve’s nervous demeanor immediately softened when he saw her tears, feeling bad for making her even more worried than she already was before telling him.

“Hey, hey. Don’t cry, baby. I’m sorry, I’m just in shock. Don’t be upset.” he said in a hushed tone, cupping her cheeks in his hands after sitting down on the bed and pulling her into his lap. “We’ll figure this all out, okay?”

She sniffled quietly as he spoke and nodded silently in response. Her gaze never met his, she always hated looking at him when she cried. Before she could instinctively bury her face into the crook of his neck, he put a finger under her chin and pressed his lips against hers in a gentle, yet reassuring kiss.

“We may not know what the hell to do right now, but what I do know is that I love you and I’ll do anything to make sure you and this baby of ours are taken care of.” he said sweetly, his hand resting on her still small stomach. “We probably should get you home now, yeah? It’s almost midnight and I’d rather not have your dad call a search party to find you again.”

The car ride back to the cabin was quiet for the most part, both of them still trying to process what was really happening. Steve mentioned something about picking up some extra shifts at Scoops Ahoy! to help out with paying for doctor’s visits and other things she needed. His words and the gentle circles his thumb rubbed on the back of her hand soothed her, allowing her to be reassured that everything would be okay.

“Are you gonna...tell your dad?” Steve stammered out when he parked in front of her small house in the woods and saw the living room light on, signaling that Hop was still awake. “Like right now?”

“I was thinking we could tell him soon, like the two of us could. Not right this moment, Stevie.” she said with an exhausted smile, running her hand through his hair. “We don’t have to tell anyone right now, I don’t think I’m ready to yet.”

Steve nodded in agreement, relieved that he didn’t have to endure the wrath of Jim Hopper quite yet and had some time to prepare for it. He gave her a small kiss goodbye and brushed his hand along her stomach once more, as his way of showing her that he really was okay with it all. They said their goodbyes and told each other they loved the other before she walked into the cabin.

Little did the couple know, the next week would turn out to be a living hell for them and everyone around them. They didn’t see each other for days, Steve was stuck in the underground Russian base while Y/N was staying alongside El, protecting her little sister at all costs. Their reunion in Starcourt was emotional, Y/N’s fresh pregnancy hormones getting the best of her when she saw Steve’s beaten and battered face. Everyone around them bickered about what the hell had just happened after El flung the car across the mall, while Y/N held onto Steve tightly and never wanted to let go.

It hurt Y/N to watch her sister go through so much pain, but she held onto El as tight as she could as Jonathan attempted to pull the flayed arm from her leg. Steve stayed close by her side, rubbing her back soothingly as she held her little sister close. It was like a motherly instinct had kicked in already for Y/N, because she felt the need to comfort El through her pain.

Soon enough, Joyce and Hop showed up with Murray to reunite with everyone. Plans are made for their navigation through the tunnels of the Russian base, others are made for everyone else to plan out their success. More tears are shed from Y/N and El when they talk to Hop, both girls promising to stay together and keep each other safe while he was down there. Before they all part ways, Steve pulls Y/N to the side with a worried look on his face.

“Please come with me to Dustin’s radio thing. You’ll be safer there, baby.” he pleaded, running his hand through her hair as he spoke.

“I...I need to stay with El, Stevie. You know I want to keep her safe more than anything.” she replied, shaking her head to get rid of the tears forming in her eyes.

“But...baby please.” he begged nervously, his hand instinctively going to her stomach as he spoke. “This day has already given your body enough stress. I don’t want you to get hurt. You’re stressed already I just want you to be okay! I...I don’t want the baby to get hurt because you’re trying to protect El.”

“Baby?” a roaring voice came from behind her and her heart dropped to her stomach, after Steve’s nervous talking came out a little too loudly to be just between the two of them.

“Looks like we’re telling him now.” Y/N said as she bit her lip, Steve letting out a string of curse words and apologies into her ear before kissing her temple as she turns to face her dad.

“Mind explaining what you two were talking about, Y/N?” Hop’s voice came out as angry, more tears coming to Y/N’s eyes from being so nervous.

“I’m...I’m pregnant, Dad.” she said in a quivering voice, feeling reassured when Steve squeezed her hand.

“And what? We’re you not gonna tell me about it?” he questioned, his tone growing angrier as he spoke, which caused El’s eyes to widen in fear also as she sat next to him.

“I was going to tell —“

“Hello! As great as this reunion seems to be going, we need to leave, Jim.” Murray interjected, causing you all to look his way.

“I’ll deal with you later, Harrington.” Hop said as he pointed a stern finger in the already nervous Steve’s direction; he gave his girls a strong hug before leaving, telling them to be extremely safe now.

The next two hours seemed like two days. An eternity could have went by between the time Steve left and when the Mind Flayer was defeated, and Y/N wouldn’t have noticed. Between the fireworks, the Mind Flayer’s screeches, and everything else going on, Y/N was overloaded and exhausted. She collapsed into a hug on the ground with Max and El after watching Billy sacrifice himself to save everyone else. Tears of exhaustion and sadness flowed in the trio, the quietest of sobs to be heard from each of them occasionally as her and El tried to comfort Max.

Sitting on the back end of an ambulance, Y/N huddled up with El after being cleared out of the mall. They waited eagerly, eyes wandering everywhere to find Hop and Joyce. Before they arrived, Steve made his way over and pulled Y/N into a strong embrace. She could have sworn she saw a tear run down his cheek, but he would deny that forever.

“Are you okay? No injuries?” Steve questioned, his hands roaming her arms and torso to check for cuts and bruises, eventually landing on her waist and belly once more.

“I’m fine, Stevie.” she giggled exhaustedly, her hand running along his battered cheek as he flinched. “The real question, are you okay?”

He hummed and nodded in response, kissing her forehead gently. “Just a little beat up, baby. I’m just glad you two are safe now. Please no more getting involved in this stuff after today, okay? I don’t want anything to happen to either of you.”

She agreed and sat in his arms, her hand still in El’s to comfort the traumatized girl. Steve complimented El’s courage to make her feel better and she smiled, Y/N getting the courage to tell her younger sister about the baby. She seemed excited after they explained what was happening.

“I’ll be...an aunt?” she said quietly as she squeezed Y/N’s hand, they both nodded in reply as tears flowed down Y/N’s cheeks once more.

As they spoke, Joyce and Hop emerged from the underground base. Hop’s eyes filled with tears as he hugged his daughters again. They relished in the moment for a little too long, knowing what conversation was to come after they pulled apart. Locking eyes with Steve as he watched the three of them hug, Hop’s demeanor changed. Y/N took a deep breath as she braced herself for his anger.

“Dad, listen. Before you lecture me or yell at me, I just want to say that I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. I was...scared. I didn’t know how you would take me telling you that I was having a kid.” Y/N choked out, wrapping her arm around Steve’s for comfort.

“I always told you that I only had simple rules in my house, Y/N. The ‘don’t be stupid’ rules, but you obviously didn’t follow them.” Hop said, residual anger still filling his voice as he spoke which caused more tears to flow from Y/N’s eyes. “But we’ll have to deal with this no matter what.”

“And I’m sorry for not being more careful, Chief. We were always safe...I guess just not safe enough since it only takes one time.” Steve said as he wrapped a blanket around Y/N’s shoulders, “I don’t plan on going anywhere, either. I’m taking care of this baby no matter what.”

Hop looked at Steve and Y/N, noticing how his touch was calming her down during a time of overwhelming emotions. He never was able to express his feelings enough to talk to her during those times, let alone to calm her down like that. She needed Steve, he thought. While in the base, he worried about Y/N and El, but also about the baby Y/N was going to have; he wanted her to be safe and for nothing to happen to either of them. He had come off as so angry about the situation, but his feelings milled over while he thought about it.

“You and I both know that I will make certain that you’re around to support and love her throughout this whole time, Harrington. Understand?”

“Yes — Yes, Chief!” Steve replied nervously, making Hop chuckle at the flustered soon-to-be dad.

Maybe being a grandpa wouldn’t be as bad as he imagined.

[mxtantrights]

✹ PART TEN (DAMSEL)

HAWKINS, INDIANA

NOVEMBER 10, 1983

I moved the eggs with my fork, it was the only thing on my plate left. Anything to make this longer. I really don't wanna go to school. And I really don't wanna pick a fight with my mom or my dad. I don't need any of that right now. A kid that I knew a smart and kid boy, is dead.

Dead.

Mickey said he was going to school. But I know he wasn't.

I know he was going to one of the boy's houses. I think they could really use each other right now. I'm not about to snitch on him. He just lost his friend, whatever he needs from me I'll do it.

My dad sits next to me at the table. He doesn't have a plate with him so he not here to eat. He's here to talk. To me.

"I know you're sad so I'm gonna allow you to cut school today," He begins and I look at him in the eyes. He looks sad too. "But on the condition that you spend it with me."

I nod my head. "Yeah, alright."

He points to plate.

"Finish your food, I'll go warm up the car." He gets up from his seat even though he just sat down and stands in the archway of the kitchen. He's turned to the left a bit, to talk to my mom probably. "She's staying with me today, you alright to get to work?"

I can hear her say yes.

I use my fork to pick up the last few pieces of scrambled egg and eat it with one bite. My father turns around just in time to see my mouth full and my plate clean. He has a tiny smile on his face. "Come on Jess."

-

My dad drives until we end up at the station. I've never seen his workplace before actually. I never want to seeing as I don't want to end up in a police station. However the conditions are different.

He pulls up in a parking spot and cuts the car off.

"Why are we at your job dad?" I ask, opening the door but still remaining inside.

He opens his door without a word and takes the keys out the ignition. Closing his door he walks around over to my side and leans his arm on the roof of the car. "I need to speak with the chief, do you wanna meet him or you wanna stay here?"

Meet the chief or warm the passenger seat?

"I'm coming."

He gets out of the way and I open the door fully to get out. My dad closes it for me and then slings his arm around my shoulder while leading me into the station. There's lady in the front who smiles at him.

"Florence, this is my daughter Jessie." He introduces me, and I stick my hand out for her to shake.

She takes it. "Oh wow- nice to meet you young lady. You've got a good dad, you know that?"

I nod my head. "Yeah I know. It's nice meeting you."

We let go of each others hands and my dad walks me further into the station. It looks like a small own station if that's anything. Like it wasn't meant to hold a lot of people. I see a large man watching tv a few feet away.

"Jim!" My dad shouts.

This makes the man spin around. Once he sees my dad he puts his hands on his hips. This is the chief. And then he looks over at me and a polite smile comes to his face.

"Oh is this- tell me this is Jessie Glendall!" He boasts with a booming voice.

Good god was he the chief.

"That's me. Jessie." I politely smile back.

Now the chief makes his way over to the both of us. My dad takes his arm from around me while the chief holds out his huge hand for me to shake. But I'm not quite sure if I wanna do that, he might break a bone. I bite back my hesitation and place my hand in his.

As soon as he shakes it I can feel my whole body shake.

"It's nice to meet you. Your dad talks about you all the time. I'm Jim Hoper, the chief." He explains and I nod along to everything he's saying. Partly because he's still got my hand in his and he's shaking me with brute force.

He let's go of my hand and I let out a little breath. "Nice to meet you. Thought you were gonna separate my shoulder there for a second."

He laughs and- if it's even possible it's as loud as his voice.

"I thought I gave you the day off? Why'd you come in to work?" He asks my dad and I look at him too.

He had the day off? I'm not so sure he told my mom about it. Maybe he did when I wasn't downstairs. Or last night.

"Just wanted to show my daughter off. How's Joyce doing?"

I look back at Hoper. He knows Joyce Byers. Well everyone knows her, but he knows her well enough to be able to comment on her well being. I wonder how she's doing too, and Jonathan. I can't imagine.

"She's strong. Stronger than you and me combined, man. Speaking of which I have something to handle," He looks to me with a wink. "It was nice meeting you Jessie."

I smile at him. "You too. If you see Ms.Byers or Jonathan can you give them my condolences?"

He nods and leaves it at that.

My dad slings his arm around me once again. "Ever since Will went missing, my mind kept going back to you and your brother. I need you both to be safe."

"We will dad. I promise, I'm looking out for him."

"Yeah, and who's looking out for you?"

I suck in a breath. He's right. With Dayton gone it's like I'm the new alpha. And I know that even though he's all about feminism, my dad can't help but worry a bit more for me because I'm a girl.

"Don't worry I've got my back and Mickey's. Come on." I nudge him to the door and he beings walking with me. I'm really in the mood for a burger. Benny's burger. Maybe i can introduce my dad to Benny too. "We can go to this for place, you'll like it."

We walk all the way back out, saying goodbye to Florence in the process. We both hop into his car.

"What's the name of this joint?" He asks

"It's called Benny's. It's not Randolph lane-" I begin to explain to him but he lets out another sigh. What did I do? "Dad? What's with the sigh?"

He doesn't put the key into the ignition. No he just sits there and looks dead ahead through the front window.

"Sweetheart, we can't go there."

"Why not?"

"The owner, Benny, we found out a couple of days ago that he committed suicide inside the restaurant."

My heart drops.

-

I'm sitting in the Wheeler house again, on the basement couch, but my mind is running empty. Benny is dead. Will is dead. I didn't think this small town was capable of giving me people that I cared about. And then it did. And then it took them away.

My mom and dad settled on the idea that me and my brother can go out as long as we're together. We leave together and we come home together and no one gets in trouble. I figure that could be arranged since I'm definitely keeping an eye out for him now.

I was already doing that, but before it was more laid back.

Now I'm ready to attack.

"Jessie why are you so quiet?" My brother asks.

I look to him not even trying to fake a smile. "I just found out that my friend Benny passed away."

"Benny?"

El's voice alerts me. She looked at me with those sad eyes. Like she understood what I meant. But there was no way she coud-

"Yeah he owned a burger restaurant." I say and I can see her begin to get frightened. She knows something about Benny. Something that's scaring her from the inside.

I move from my seat on the couch and join her on the floor. "El, did you know Benny?"

She nods her head slowly at me and I swear I can see her eyes watering. She's scared to tears, she's sad.

"The bad men."

I didn't think I could get more nervous than before but I stand corrected. She only talks about them when she can and even thens he doesn't  get into it much. The only thing I know is that they would kill us, with guns.

She raises her hands and forms a gun with her hand.

"The bad men killed Benny?"

She nods again.

I don't know what El's part is in all of this but I can't- I can't let her go back to them. Those bad men are responsible for Benny's death. They have the smarts to make it look like a suicide. They can't get anywhere near Eleven.

I won't let them.

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

have some jim hopper skinny dipping in the lake smut! enjoy :)

“Jim, wake up,” you whisper, running a hand over his neck and chest, trying to wake him up slowly. He grunts and rolls over, nearly flipping you off the bed as you roll with him.

Your startled yelp is what ends up waking him. He rolls back over and looks down at you, “What the fuck, y/n? It’s the middle of the night.”

“I know,” you grumble, wriggling your way out from under Hopper’s bulk. “I tried to wake you up nicely, but you’re you.”

He scrubs a hand over his face and shifts to help you, the old mattress on the pull-out creaking under him. “Why’re you wakin’ me up in the middle of the night anyway?”

“Because,” you smile wickedly, “it’s a gorgeous clear night with a full moon and we’re going swimming in the lake.”

It’s dark in the room, despite the bright moonlight, but you can still see the confused frown on Hopper’s face. He shakes his head, “It’s cold in the lake? And it’s still dark out.”

“Exactly,” you smirk. “Skinny dipping only works when it’s dark out.” You hop off the bed and saunter out of the room, making your hips sway purposefully.

Hopper’s voice calls out weakly after you, “skinny dippin’?”

The bed spring creaks and his feet hit the floor. You grin triumphantly to yourself - he’s such a soft-touch. You’re halfway down the steps of the porch when Hopper catches up to you, his large hand wrapping entirely around your wrist and stopping you in your tracks.

He tugs you back and you spin, free hand flattening against his chest. You look up at him and smile innocently, “hey there.”

“None’a that ‘hey there’ and smilin’ business,” he says sternly, but you can see a twinkle of excitement in his blue eyes. “I know you ain’t innocent, not when ya come up with skinny dippin’ as a recreational activity.”

“I thought it would be fun,” you say, curling your fingers in the fabric of his shirt. “We haven’t had any privacy all week....”

“Dammit,” Hoper growls under his breath, shaking his head a bit. “If any’a those kids,” he hikes his free thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the house, “finds us, we’re never gonna hear the end of it.”

You bounce happily on the balls of your feet, “That, Chief, is a risk I’m willing to take.”

Hopper sighs and lets you tug his arm, pulling him in the direction of the lake. You kick off your flip flops as you run, listening to Hopper’s bare feet slap against the dirt path. He’s laughing a little and you know this is a good idea. You’ve both been a little frustrated during the week and a little fooling around never hurt anybody.

Before you know it, you’ve reached the lake and you drop Hopper’s hand, immediately beginning to unbutton your jean shorts. Hopper watches as you shimmy out of the fabric, pupils blowing wide with lust when the pale moonlight reveals your lack of panties. You grin wickedly at him, tilting your chin at his shorts. “Your turn, stud,” you tease, running your tongue over your lower lip.

With a wry grin, Hopper complies, undoing the fly on his shorts and pushing them down his legs before kicking them off. He makes quick work of his boxers and then you’re both standing there with only shirts on. He makes a move to grab the hem of your t-shirt, to pull it over your head, when you giggle and dance away. “Hey!” he exclaims, hands still hovering in mid-air.

“First one in the lake orgasms last,” you giggle, pulling the shirt over your head and throwing it over your shoulder. The worn fabric flutters to the ground and Hopper laughs.

He’s running to catch up with you, stumbling only a bit when he pulls his shirt over his head, grasping the fabric behind his neck. His own shirt gets discarded just as your feet are splashing at the shore of the lake. A shiver runs up your spine and you pause - without the sun, the lake water is cold - which is just enough time for Hopper to catch up to you, his strong arms wrapping around your waist and lifting you into the air. You shriek and giggle, wiggling in his arms. “Jim! Put me down!”

“Oh no,” he laughs, “we’re getting into that lake.”

“No!” you yelp, the world going upside down as Hopper tosses you over his shoulder, fireman style. It gives you a fantastic view of his ass and you playfully pinch him. He smacks your ass in response, gently nipping at the skin with his teeth. You wiggle in his grip, causing Hopper to tighten his grasp on your upper thighs.

“Stop wigglin’ or I’m gonna drop ya,” he warns, wading into the lake. “Fuck, this is cold,” he hisses, knee-deep in the water. You rest an elbow on his lower back, propping your chin on your palm.

“Hurry up, Chief,” you tease, “I’m freezing out here.”

Hopper smirks to himself and shifts his grip so that one hand is gripping on each of your thighs. His body weight shifts and a sudden clarity hits you. “Jim!” you warn, but your voice trails off in a shriek as he flings you forward, your body making a huge splash as you hit the water.

He’s cracking up when you surface, spitting water out of your mouth and brushing hair out of your eyes. “Oooh, you’re going to pay for that!” you threaten, standing and jumping on him, wrapping your cold, wet body around his. He immediately wraps his arms around you, holding you close.

“Babe,” he grins, “if this is your idea of a punishment, I’ve been real bad.”

“Yeah,” you breathe, kissing the side of his jaw, “how bad, Chief?”

He wades deeper into the water before answering, until you’re both covered up to your shoulders in the water. You shiver in Hopper’s arms and he holds you tighter, the hardness of his cock pressing against you. He leans close to your ear, whispering, “Real bad, baby. Thought about you in the shower last night. Your tight little cunt and that dirty mouth of yours.”

Heat pools in your stomach and you rock against him, arms looped around Hopper’s neck.

“Jesus, Hop,” you whine against his cheek. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me all week.”

His hands slip low on your ass, cupping the curve of your cheeks. He brushes a kiss against the hollow of your neck, his beard scraping your skin. “Could fuck you right now,” he mutters against your wet skin, scraping his teeth over your collarbone, “If you promise to be quiet. Don’t wanna have anyone runnin’ out here.”

“I promise,” you murmur, fingers twisting into his hair. “Fuck me, Jim.”

“Anything you want, sweetheart,” he rasps, adjusting his grip on you so he can thrust his hips up, pushing his cock into you. You gasp and throw your head back in bliss. Hopper kisses your exposed neck, thrusting up into you all the while.

The water around you churns and splashes - if anyone looked out at the lake they would definitely know what was happening.

“Come on, baby, come for me,” Hopper mutters into your mouth, his fingers digging into your ass.

“Jim, Jim, oh my god,” you chant. Your legs tighten around his waist as your orgasm builds in your lower stomach. One of his hands drops between you and finds your clit. His thumb presses against the bundle of nerves and you come with a shout.

“Shhh shhh, baby. Be quiet,” Jim mutters, looking over his shoulder at the cabin. None of the lights go on, so he figures you’re still in the clear.

“Sorry, fuck,” you mutter, dropping your forehead to his shoulder. “God that felt so fucking good, Jim.”

He laughs, a little strangled and you raise your head. “Oh, shit! Keep going, Hop, can’t let you out of the water with uh, that sort of problem.”

“S’fine, baby,” he grunts, but you can feel that he’s still rock hard inside of you.

“No it’s not,” you stroke his back. “Go on, Hop. Fuck me, come inside me.”

He doesn’t say anything, but starts up a rhythm again. You bounce in his arms as Hopper thrusts into you, grunting the whole time. His hips stutter and he grips your ass tighter - definitely leaving bruises - before you feel him come, hot spurts filling you up.

“Better?” you ask after a moment, when Hopper’s breathing has evened out.

He laughs, “Yeah, guess you’re better than my hand.”

“You guess?” your laugh is incredulous and you splash Hopper in the face.

He sputters, nearly dropping you. “Can’t compliment you too much,” he smirks, “don’t want your ego gettin’ out’a hand.”

“Bastard,” you laugh, kissing him softly. “Thanks for coming out here with me.”

“Well, it was worth my while, wasn’t it?” he jokes, kissing you before you can say anything. You roll your eyes, but kiss him back.

It’s a peaceful night, so you end up floating in the lake, playfully splashing each other, for a while. You talk quietly - about serious things like plans for the future and silly things like whether or not to throw a Christmas party. (Hopper’s so vehemently against it, but you know by Halloween you’ll have him convinced.) 

You make-out lazily, floating in each other’s arms, until you yawn, and Hopper suggests going inside.

“Think it’s time for bed now, huh?”

“It’s so nice out here,” you reply sleepily. Hopper gathers you in his arms anyway, beginning to make his way to shore.

“It’ll be even nicer to be warm and in bed,” Hopper responds.

You snuggle into his embrace. “I’m already warm with you.”

Hopper sets you on your feet on the ground, pulling his oversized shirt over your head. The hem hangs to mid-thigh on you, hiding your lack of underwear and making it so you don’t have to wiggle back into the jean shorts. He quickly pulls on his boxers and shorts before taking hold of your hand and walking back to the cabin.

“This was a good idea, sweetheart,” he mumbles, bringing your hands to his mouth and kissing the back of yours.

“Only kind I have,” you reply smartly.

He eyes you skeptically, raised eyebrow and all. “Think Jane and me were treated to a Kitchen Sink Casserole that would say otherwise.”

You wince. “Okay yeah, maybe that wasn’t my best idea. But all the rest of them are good!”

Hopper snorts, but doesn’t say anything. He ushers you ahead of him up the steps of the cabin and holds his finger to his lips. You roll your eyes and ease open the door. Hopper’s close on your heels.

A light flips on and you both startle, Hopper crashing into you as you stop moving. Both of you let out curses and frown when you realize it’s Jane sitting in an armchair next to the lamp.

“Jesus Christ, Janie,” Hopper frowns. “The hell are you doin’ up?”

Jane gives him an identical frown. “It is one-four-three. Why are you and y/n not in the cabin?”

“We were ... were ...” Hopper fumbles for an answer and then shakes his head. “Hang on, I’m the dad. I don’t explain to you. Get to bed, kid.”

The teen pouts and crosses her arms. “I couldn’t sleep.”

You step forward, one hand tugging at the hem of your shirt so it doesn’t ride up, and rest a hand on Jane’s shoulder. “Why not, sweetie?”

Jane shrugs, eyes cast down at the floor. You catch Hopper’s eye over her head. He’s chewing on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. The nightmares had abated over the years, but every once in a while, Jane suffered and couldn’t sleep. She rarely wanted to talk about them, but liked to have other people around.

“Give us a minute and then you can join us on the crappy pull-out,” Hopper says quietly, a reassuring half-smile on his face. Jane nods and trots off to the kitchen where you can hear the freezer door open and shut.

You look at Hopper and quirk an eyebrow, “I’m really glad we got that alone time now.”

He closes his eyes and snorts a laugh. “Me too, baby, me too.”

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