#steve just wants to protect his nuggets okay?

[goggles-mcgee]

Steve Harrington being absolutely pissed/terrified at the Upside-Down and all it's monsters and being a Petty Betty and reading everything he can about DnD monsters and how best to kill them because the UD monsters seem to have a pattern and the kids relate the monsters to those in their game. Steve absolutely wanting to be as prepared as he can and reading up on any and all creatures, mythical, magical, cryptid, horror just in case they run into the Upside-down equivalent. Steve especially doing this during season 3.

Eddie Munson of course works at the mall too, at the record store across from Scoop's and may or may not have the biggest crush on Steve Harrington who he can sometimes see through the shop's windows when the customers are low, but he and Steve don't properly interact till season 4. Not until he adopts his merry band of little sheep. Steve and he somewhat talking when he picks them up from Hellfire. It's not until Steve arrives a bit to early for pickup and sits down to wait for them in the clubroom that they actual start talking more than a handful of words.

Steve is over the moon to actually be making a friend around his own age. Eddie is in-between wanting to scream in frustration for actually liking Steve more after they continue to get to know each other or just kiss his stupidly pretty lips. The rest of Hellfire are apprehensive but after seeing how Steve interacts with the kids, with Eddie's blatant flirting (Steve though is oblivious) and how Steve seems to be friends with that chicken Robin in band, they mostly just ignore him or even ask how his day was.

It's during one session that Steve purposefully came early so he could hang out that Steve's knowledge is revealed. He's just chilling on the club room's donated sofa and reading Batman Annual #8 that Lucas lent him after ranting about the art and story for so long that Steve gave in and asked to borrow it. Lucas liked to joke that they had to give Steve an activity otherwise he'd fall asleep so Lucas would bring him a comic and Dustin usually had a snack his mom packed for Steve. So Steve is just snacking, reading, minding his own business when he hears the kids arguing about how best to take down Gray Ooze and Steve just mindlessly remembering all his studying just blurts, "It's immune to cold and fire, I don't know what weapons you have on hand or your spell things but anything besides cold and fire should work."

He's still reading the comic and snacking on some almonds so he misses when all heads turn to look at him in bafflement, or complete heart-eyes in Eddie's case. He does not miss when Dustin, Mike and Lucas start yelling at him and demanding how he knew that.

Eddie is wondering how soon is too soon to get Steve a promise ring.

[hairmetal666]

Steve and Eddie.

Eddie and Steve.

After Vecna, they're inseparable. They share a bed. Always. Twine their legs together and sleep close. No reason to pretend they don't need each other when they so obviously do.

Eddie loves him. He knows it's stupid. Doesn't know how to protect his heart when Steve is everything.

Spring fades into summer, and between nights spent with entangled limbs, Eddie starts to see more in Steve's hazel eyes; soft fondness and gentle care, a flash of heat. Their physical affection goes beyond casual touches--arms around waists, fingers on hips, faces nuzzling against necks, kisses pressed into hair.

It feels like they have all the time in the world, but Robin asks Steve to move to Indy and Steve never mentions it. Eddie pretends like the silence doesn't hurt. They've only ever been just friends, after all.

Then, one night, "I'm moving to Indy."

"Okay, yeah." Eddie tries to keep his voice even, the tears from spilling. it was always a mistake, falling for Steve Harrington.

"Come with me?" Steve's hands are clenched in the duvet.

"I'm moving to New York." He had no plans until this very moment.

Steve falls quiet. "That's nice, Eddie. That's--yeah, you should do that, if it's what you want."

He nods. Ignores the lump in his throat. "Maybe I can really be somebody."

Steve smiles. Eddie's not sure why it looks so sad. "You'll knock 'em dead, Ed."

---

They stay friends, of course they do. There's phone calls and visits, and it's not the same, but it's still good.

Eddie tries to get over him. He does. There are dates, men, possibility. But they're not Steve.

Steve meets a girl--nice, pretty, wealthy--the kind of girl made for a King. It sticks. Eddie likes her. And nobody needs to know that he cries himself to sleep, thinking of what might have been.

The invitation comes in the mail. He throws it in the garbage without a thought, before standing against his counter, knuckles going white where he's gripping into the laminate. Tries to remind himself to keep breathing around the shattering of his heart.

He's not going. Knows he can't take it.

Then, a phone call.

"I'm getting married," Steve says.

"Yeah, just got the invite. Congrats!" Bile in his throat threatens to choke him.

"Will you--you'll stand up there with me?"

Eddie smacks his head repeatedly against the wall. "Of course," is the only possible answer.

---

The wedding is fine. During the ceremony, he tries not to listen to the vows, keeps his eyes on Robin's back and never, ever on Steve. He drinks through the reception. Knows it's too much, knows he's losing control. Can't take watching Steve dance with his new bride, so he sneaks out a side door into an alley, lighting his last cigarette. The nicotine barely hits his lungs before a scuffle of feet interrupts his moment.

"Can I get in on that?" Steve asks.

Eddie squeezes his eyes shut, handing over the cigarette. "What're you doing out here?"

"Haven't really talked to you at all today."

"Well. You've been a little busy." He means it to be a joke but it falls very flat, his bitterness too close to the surface.

Steve exhales a cloud of smoke. "Yeah. Didn't realize weddings were so much work."

Eddie doesn't know what to say, so they fall into silence, passing the smoke back and forth until it burns down to the filter.

"You happy?" Eddie asks. Doesn't think he meant to, doesn't want the answer.

"Ed..."Steve swallows.

"So, yes," he chuckles. It's the most hollow thing he's ever heard.

"It's just--It's normal, you know?"

And it's like Steve punched him, to know they never could've been because Eddie--being with Eddie--would never be normal.

"Right, of course, Harrington. Normal."

"That's not what--I'm not saying--"

"What else could you possibly mean?"

"I want quiet. No monsters, no secret dimensions. Something regular. Easy."

"Six-fucking-nuggets, right? Still a pretty lady in the front seat next to you."

"What's wrong with that? Huh? What's wrong with kids and stability and a fucking life. Not bartending until 4am and playing the occasional gig and living with 18 goddamn people."

Eddie straightens at that, fingers twisting in his button-down. "Sorry my life doesn't meet your exacting standards, King. Sorry I can't be what you want."

He storms away, Steve shouting after him, but he leaves him there with his promising and bright and normal future unfurling before him.

---

They don't talk. One month. Six Months. A Year. Two.

For lack of better to do, for stability, he writes a book. Fantasy. About an Adventurer who helps a group of kids save the world. They're joined by a handsome, mysterious man who seems like an asshole, but helps them selflessly every time. He and the Adventurer are something, but before it's anything real, the stranger is revealed to be their Prince. They save the world, but the Prince has to leave the Adventurer behind.

The book is a hit. Spawns a series. Eddie's somebody.

---

Eddie comes home from the store, paper bag of groceries balanced against his chest.

Steve Harrington, not looking a day older than at his wedding, stands at his door, hands wringing.

"Steve?" He asks.

"Hey, Ed." The nickname twists Eddie's stomach, but he doesn't say anything.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm getting divorced," Steve says.

Eddie almost drops his groceries, his hands shake so hard. He busies himself with the lock, ushering Steve inside.

"Is that all?" He asks.

Steve blinks at him, dazed expression on his still pretty face. "What?"

"You came all this way just to tell someone you haven't spoken to in almost eight years that you're getting divorced? What's it to me?" He stomps into the kitchen with his groceries.

"I wanted--I thought--"

Eddie snorts, makes it mean because he feels mean, wants to make Steve hurt the way he has for years. "You thought? We haven't spoken since your wedding day, man."

"She was ready for kids, and I realized that she's not--she's not who I picture having a family with."

The words pierce him like shattered glass, and he whirls into the living room, into Steve's space. "What the fuck are you doing?" he hisses.

"I wanted you to know, Ed. After all--"

"Stop calling me that. Stop acting like we're friends, for Christ's sake. And I don't give a damn about whatever realization you had once you realized normal wasn't for you."

"I'm trying to make this right!" Pink splotches highlight Steve's cheeks, his anger spiking to match Eddie's.

"There's nothing to fix, Harrington. We're over. It's fine."

"It's not fine," Steve is breathing hard. "I wanted you so badly, and you fucking ran away--"

"Bullshit! I waited for you. And you moved to Indy with Robin without a thought."

"I asked you to come! You were the one who said no."

"You asked a week before you left!"

"I was scared!"

"Of what, Steve? Not having that normal, easy, life you wanted so badly?"

"Of course not!"

"Then why?"

Steve chuckles, steps back. "I always thought you of all people would understand, and now--"

"Not when you come to my house unannounced to unload on me about your divorce because you expect us to pick up like none of it ever happened."

"That's not what I want!"

Eddie turns, pinching the bridge of his nose to cut off the stinging in his eyes. "I can't do this. I think you should leave, Steve."

"Fine." Steve won't look at him, storms to the door. "This was a mistake."

He slams it hard enough it makes the walls shake, picture frames rattle. Eddie can't stop the sob that rips out of him. Entitled, selfish, Steve Harrington, the only man Eddie will ever love. Steve Harrington who thinks love comes with strings attached. Steve Harrington who was afraid of asking Eddie to move away with them. And Eddie, always the coward, stifled by the weight of his own impossible love.

Eddie moves on autopilot, just knows he needs to find Steve, to see if there's a chance.

He skids down the stairs, almost falling a time or two, out into the night. His eyes scan the sidewalk, searching for familiar tall hair, but there's no sign of Steve, no sign--

A soft sob cuts through the air and Eddie's eyes fall to the steps in front of him, to the beautiful man sitting with his head on his knees.

"Steve," he says.

He stands, whirling, face a wreck. "Eddie?"

He doesn't know what to say at first, swallowing and swallowing around nothing. "I--I'm sorry I said no, when you asked me to move with you."

Steve's face does a funny, fracturing thing, even as he gives a little laugh. "I'm sorry I took so long to work up the nerve to ask."

Both of them take a step forward, then stumble together in a clumsy, tear-soaked hug.

"I'm sorry I got too drunk at your wedding," Eddie whispers against his friend's neck.

Steve giggles, but quiets quickly "I'm sorry about the 'normal' thing. I didn't mean it. I was--it doesn't matter. I'm sorry."

They hold each other for a long time on the steps of Eddie's building, rocking gently back and forth. When they finally let go, Eddie pushes Steve's hair off his forehead, asks, "wanna order a pizza and catch up?"

The answering smile is blinding as a sun, and Eddie is just as hopelessly in love as he was at 20.

They walk inside, fingers still entwined, lit up with hope.

"Hey," Steve says as they walk up the stairs together. "Are the Adventurer and the Prince going to find each other again? Because it's been four books now, and I'm still wait--"

Eddie twists his fingers into Steve's t-shirt, pushing him against the stained stairwell wall. "Fuck, Steve, I--"

He's interrupted by Steve closing the distance between their mouths, pulling them together in a searing kiss.

"They get forever, sweetheart" is Eddie's answer.

[andvys]

Love will tear us apart // part twenty two

Warnings: mentions of past trauma, slight angst, mostly fluff, mentions of pregnancy, slight smut

Pairings: Eddie Munson x fem!reader // mentions of Steve Harrington x fem!reader

-

A sad frown settles on Eddie’s face when he sees the look in your eyes. You hate it, you hate the way more scars mark your body. You don’t even wince in pain when the nurse applies gauze to your healing wounds, you just stare down at yourself with a sad look on your face. 

You don’t meet his eyes and his expression falls further. You don’t just hate the way you look now, you are also scared of what he will think of you now. Will he still think that you’re beautiful? The thought of you worrying about something like that, breaks his heart. There’s nothing that could make you any less beautiful.

“Alright, take it easy, yeah? No moving around too much, got it?” the nurse says with a pointed look on her face.

You nod, smiling at the older woman.

“We’re gonna give you a few appointments for further checkups.”

“Alright.”

“So she’s okay?” Robin asks the nurse.

“She’s okay,” she nods.

“And what about the baby?”

You snap your head towards Robin, confusion written all over your face as you stare at your friend.

Eddie scratches the back of his neck, chuckling.

“What baby? Are you pregnant?” the nurse asks, furrowing her brows as she looks down at her clipboard.

“What? No!”

The nurse reads through your chart with a confused expression on her face.

“How are you so sure about that y/n?” Robin asks, tilting her head.

Shaking your head, you turn to look at Eddie who stares back at you, blushing. You raise your brows at your boyfriend.

“I don’t see anything about a pregnancy here,” the nurse mumbles as she flips to the next page.

“Are you sure? I mean they’ve been going at it like rabbits!” Robin exclaims “and without protection!”

“Robin!” you and Eddie exclaim at the same time, both blushing in embarrassment.

She only smirks, enjoying the embarrassed looks on your faces.

“Jesus,” you mumble.

The nurse looks between you two, sighing “aren’t you a little too young to become parents?”

“Yeah but I’m not pregnant so…” you shrug.

“You will be if you don’t start using the condoms Eddie’s uncle gave him.”

You squint your eyes at Robin. How does she even know– you turn to look at your boyfriend who only grins at you. You sigh.

“I’m too old for this.. you two better not be back here in 9 months.”

Eddie looks at the older woman, grinning “why not? We do want a big family, might as well start early right?”

She raises her brows at him, shaking her head.

“A big family?” you gasp.

“You want the six little nuggets that Steve dreams of?” Robin chuckles.

“Yeah, totally, gonna have a band with the fam, the new corroded coffin,” Eddie grins at her.

A small laugh falls from your lips, shaking your head at your boyfriend's words.

“Are you ready to be a dad, Eddie?” Robin asks, a skeptical look appearing on her face.

“Of course I am,” he shrugs “I’m babysitting Dustin all the time.”

“Dustin is a teenager and you don’t babysit him, you two are friends!” Robin argues, throwing her hands up.

Eddie scoffs and waves her off, looking back at you “we’d be the coolest high school parents.”

“How about you graduate first, kids?”

You nod with wide eyes “yeah, I totally agree with you here,” you say, looking at your nurse “I’m free to leave now, right?” you ask, wanting to get out of the hospital quickly. After two weeks here, you were already going crazy. Not only were you bored out of your mind, you also had too much time on hand, something that led to you overthinking things.

Is Vecna truly gone? Is the upside down truly gone? Is your brother gone? You don’t know much about him, only that him and Jason were both arrested the night they attacked Lucas.

You rarely spend a moment alone here though. Eddie was by your side 24/7, it was difficult to convince him to take a moment to himself and shower or eat, he didn’t want to leave you alone, not even for a moment.

Steve came by every day, just like he did back then. Will and Dustin spent a lot of time with you, they brought you magazines and your favorite snacks. Will and El picked flowers for you, though the bouquet wasn’t as big as the one that Wayne brought you when he came to visit you.

-

The sun is shining, kissing your skin. You breathe in the fresh air and you smile happily. You missed it, the fresh air, the warm breeze, all the pretty flowers. You were cooped up in that room for two weeks but it felt like two years.

“I’m so happy.”

Eddie smiles as he turns to you after putting your bag into his van. He takes your hands in his and pulls you closer to him, kissing your cheek “so am I,” he whispers as he stares at you with loving eyes.

“You are?” you ask as you intertwine your fingers with his.

“I am,” he nods, “of course I am, sweetheart.”

He almost lost you, he thought he lost you and he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if he did.

“My beautiful girl,” he whispers, reaching up to tuck your hair behind your ear, thumb lingering on your cheek, he looks into your eyes, the ones that hold his favorite color “you have no idea how happy you make me.”

“You have no idea how happy you make me,” you whisper, stepping closer to him “now kiss me.”

“Gladly,” he mumbles against your lips before he kisses you with so much softness. You close your eyes and sigh as you melt into his touch, butterflies erupt in your stomach, the feeling of his lips against yours will never fail to make you feel weak in the knees.

“I’m excited,” you whisper as you pull away from the kiss.

“For what?” he smiles.

A sheepish smile appears on your face as you lean closer, “for you to fuck me when we’re home,” you whisper. 

His eyes widen and a smirk appears on his face “oh baby, you can’t just say that,” he growls “I’m gonna get a fucking boner in this parking lot.”

You giggle and press yourself against him, his hands settle on your waist gently.

“Disgusting!”

You pull away from each other, both turning to look at Robin who looks at the two of you with a disapproving look on her face causing you both to laugh.

“You literally just got out of the hospital, what’s wrong with you two?” she asks, shuddering “can’t even go two weeks without touching each other?”

Eddie clears his throat, scratching the back of his neck while you look away with a blush on your face, refusing to answer her question, you step away from Eddie and without looking at him or Robin, you get in his van, wanting to avoid the awkwardness of this situation.

Robin raises her brows as she looks at you, taking in your reaction, she tilts her head as she looks back at Eddie “wait a minute,” she mumbles “did you… in the hospital… while she is injured!?”

“Whoa slow down, Buckley, we didn’t fuck, okay?” Eddie chuckles with a red face “I just made her feel a little better, if you know what I mean,” he winks.

She groans, shaking her head “what is wrong with you?”

He chuckles, reaching for his pack of cigarettes, he takes one out but just as he places it in between his lips, Robin steps forward and snatches it out of his hand “not in front of the baby!”

“There is no baby, Robin!” you call from the car before you mumble some incoherent words.

“You heard the lady, there is no baby,” he pauses, smirking “yet.”

He shakes her head at him, chuckling “I can’t wait to see you with an actual baby, you’re gonna freak out once it starts crying.” 

He nudges her shoulder “hey, I’m gonna be a good dad,” he frowns “now get in the car, Buckley.” 

“Nah, Nancy’s picking me up, we’re gonna get some more stuff for later.”

-

“This is not the way to your trailer, Eddie.”

“I know.”

You furrow your brows, watching him with a confused look on your face. He smiles at you as he reaches for your hand.

“You said we’re going home.”

He nods “we are.”

“Are we going to the store first or something?” you ask but Eddie drives past the supermarket “okay, guess not,” you sigh.

He chuckles, squeezing your hand “this was meant to be a surprise but it’s not much of a surprise anyways, I guess.”

“A surprise?”

“Yeah,” he smiles. “I uh– you know how we talked about moving into the apartment?”

“Yeah..” you trail off, a smile tugging at your lips already. Eddie’s eyes flash with excitement, he squeezes your hand even tighter. Stopping at a red light, he turns to you “well, I talked to your uncle and he said we could move in, like actually move in.”

Eddie watches your face contort into excitement, a large smile appearing on your beautiful face. Eddie never wants to be away from you again, he wants to spend every passing second with you. He wants to wake up with you in his arms and go to sleep with you in his arms.

“We are moving into the apartment? Like now? Today?” you ask, smiling.

He hums, grinning at you as he brings your hand up towards his lips, placing a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

Your heart swells with love, your eyes soften as you look into his eyes “I love you so much,” you whisper as you bring his hand up to your lips, kissing the back of his hand just like he did to you.

“I love you more, sweetheart.”

You had a smile on your face for the rest of the drive home. You had a feeling in your chest, not the kind that you had before the fight against Vecna— that one was nasty, it was weighing you down, leaving you with nothing but fear and worry. You were anxious about what was going to happen and you realized that you had every reason to feel that way but now, you have a very different feeling in your chest. You feel free, light and happy. You know that everything will be okay.

You reach for your bag after getting out Eddie’s van but he stops you immediately, appearing next to you, he puts his hands on your shoulder “what do you think you’re doing?” he grumbles in annoyance, giving you a small glare as gently pushes your hands away, grabbing your bag himself.

“Eddie,” you whine, tilting your head “it’s not even heavy!”

“It is for you, you’re injured! You’re supposed to take it easy,” he says with a disapproving look on his face.

“I am!”

“Really?” he mumbles, closing the door, he grabs your hand “‘cause you were about rip open your wounds again!”

Scoffing, you shake your head “by carrying a bag?” you chuckle.

“It’s not just the bag, you tried to open that heavy door at the hospital– you’re driving me mad, woman..” he mumbles.

Eddie was always protective over you, even before all of this but now he’s treating you as though you’re the most fragile thing in this world. He touches you gently and carefully, worried that he might hurt you. He won’t let you pick up or carry anything heavy, he doesn’t let you out of his sight, scared that something bad will happen the moment he looks away– as though you are still in the upside down, surrounded by monsters.

It’s sweet, the way he treats you with so much gentleness and love. But you don’t want him to worry so much, you don’t want him to feel like he will lose you if he steps away for more than five minutes.

“Home sweet home, baby.”

A gasp falls from your lips as you look around the apartment which looks different from how it was when you left it that one night. While you only had a mattress to sleep on then, you now had actual furniture and decorations and even a small tv. You step inside, your eyes flicker with surprise and happiness.

Eddie watches you with a small smile on his face, leaning against the door after closing it.

You look around, recognizing some of the things from Eddie’s room and then your eyes fall on a door you haven’t seen before. Your eyes flicker with curiosity as you stare at it “what-”

“There’s a bedroom,” he says. 

“Wait what?” 

“Yeah, no one knew,” he chuckles “not even Dean. That ugly big shelf was standing right in front of it, it was there since he bought the building.” 

“Oh wow,” you mumble in surprise. He places your bag on the floor before he walks towards the door and opens it, turning to you with a grin “our bedroom.” 

You giggle as he wiggles his brows at you, walking towards him, you walk past him but he grabs you and steals a kiss from you before he pulls you into his chest as he wraps his arms around your stomach as you look around “that’s your bed,” you point out. He hums, leaning his chin against your shoulder. 

Eddie already put some of his posters on the wall, along with the corroded coffin one, of course. His guitar got the best place in the room, of course. A few pictures of you and your friends are on the wall. Eddie chuckles as you eye one picture in particular, the frame hangs unevenly on the wall. 

“That was Max, she refused to accept anyone’s help and hammered the nail in with her broken arm.” 

You laugh “of course she did.” 

“By the way, Wayne and Steve found this room.”

“Wayne and Steve?” you ask as you turn to look at him. 

“Yeah, they helped– I mean, everyone helped. See that painting over there?” he asks, pointing to the framed painting on the wall. Two small figures stand in the middle of a large field, dancing under the moonlight “Will made it for you.”

“Really?” you whisper, eyes softening.

“Yeah,” he smiles, squeezing your thigh “do you recognize it?”

You glance at him before you look back at the painting. Your heart swells in your chest. Of course you recognize it. Not only does the long hair on the taller figure give away who it is, you also recognize the field. It’s the one Eddie took you to on your first date. He turned on the headlights and turned on forever young by Alphaville and asked you for a dance. A night you would never forget.

“Of course, it’s us,” you breathe, turning to him with a smile on your face. Furrowing your brows “how..”

“He asked for ideas and I thought that that would be cute.”

“It is,” you whisper “I love it.” 

For a moment, neither of you speak. You just gaze into each other’s eyes. Happy to be here, happy to be here together, in your home. Two weeks ago it all seemed like an unrealistic dream when you felt death creeping closer but you made it.

Eddie cups your cheek, smiling softly. He is happy, he can’t even begin to describe just how happy he is. Eddie used to be scared of the future, he used to be terrified. The uncertainty of what the future would bring made him sick to his stomach. Perhaps that is the reason why he hasn’t graduated yet and why he hasn’t left high school yet. He wasn’t ready for all the responsibilities that adulthood would bring, he wasn’t ready for all the decisions he would have to make because he would have to make them all alone but it’s not the case anymore, now he has you and a future he is actually excited for.

“This is our apartment now, can you believe that?” he asks, eyes flickering with excitement “we’re gonna wake up and go to sleep together. We’re gonna spend our birthdays here, thanksgiving and christmas. We will make our own traditions, throw parties but,” he pauses, bringing his hand up “only with our friends!”

Chuckling, you nod in agreement.

“We’re gonna learn how to cook and we will totally fuck up our first christmas dinner but that’s totally fine.”

You laugh “we’re gonna invite Wayne and Dean–”

“And Steve,” Eddie smiles, surprising you “I-I know that you and Steve always spend Christmas together and I don’t wanna take that away from you or him and I hate the thought of him spending Christmas all alone in that empty house.”

Steve told him how you would spend Christmas at his place. Instead of a big feast, you two would order pizza and eat a bunch of cookies that you would bake before watching christmas movies all night. It was your own little tradition.

“You’re the best,” you whisper, raising your hand to brush your fingers through his curls, you lean closer and press your lips against his “the best boyfriend–”

“Fiance,” he corrects you with a stern look.

"Right,” you giggle,  “the best fiance, the best future husband, the best future dad.”

His heart flutters at your words, eyes softening as he melts into your touch. He feels weak in his knees, his skin feels warm beneath your hands, he feels free and light, he feels like he’s in heaven when he is with you “god.. y/n, do you have any idea what you do to me?” he murmurs as he kisses your lips again.

“No but you can show me,” you whisper seductively.

“Oh yeah?” he smirks, leaning down to kiss your neck “I will, baby.” He continues to kiss your neck, you close your eyes, a pleased sigh leaving your lips as you lean into him “Eddie…. Eddie, I missed you.”

He hums, pulling you closer “I missed you too,” he mumbles against your skin.

You were together all the time, he rarely ever left the hospital and the times he did, he was away for less than two hours and that was only to work on the apartment with Wayne and the others but you still missed each other, you missed being alone, at home.

You tug on his hair, sighing as he begins to suck on your skin “Eddie, I want you,” you whimper as you reach for his belt. A growl escapes his lips as you start to palm him over his jeans “oh baby… y/n,” he sighs as a wave of pleasure washes over him “I need you… now.”

You smirk at him as he raises his head, just as he’s about to slam his lips back against yours, a loud knock at the door startles you both and you pull away from each other, sighing in annoyance.

“Guys?” Dustin yells from the other side of the door as he continues to knock on the door “we got pizza!”

You are happy to see your friends but you wish they would have came an hour later. Looking down at Eddie’s bulge, a teasing look appears on your face and you can’t help but chuckle when Eddie groans as he falls back against the pillows on the couch “don’t say anything, please.”

“You can make out later, open up!” Max says, banging her fist against the door. 

-

“Do you like it?” Will asks “the painting?” 

“I love it, Will,” you smile “thank you, it’s perfect. I always knew you were talented but I didn’t know just how talented you really are.”

He blushes as he looks down, “I’ve practiced a lot,” he shrugs.

“Well it surely paid off, good job buddy.”

“He’s good isn’t he?” Jonathan asks, ruffling Will’s hair as he walks past him and flops down on the couch next to you.

“Very! Look you could become the super successful and famous brothers; the photographer and the artist.”

Jonathan and Will both chuckle.

“What about you, what are you gonna be?” Jonathan asks, nudging your shoulder. You used to be best friends, growing up together meant that you knew everything about each other and something that Jonathan definitely knows is that you never really knew what you wanted to become “you figure it out yet?”

You sigh, shaking your head. Looking over to Eddie, you smile as you see him talking to Steve and Argyle who you had finally met in person after you had heard his voice in the background whenever you talked to Jonathan on the phone.

“I guess I’m just gonna graduate and maybe work with my uncle?”

“You wanna work at a bar for the rest of your life– I mean there’s nothing wrong with that, I just see you do something different,” Will says with a concentrated look on his face.

You raise your brows “like what?”

He shrugs “I don’t know.. you could be a police officer, wait, the future chief of Hawkins!” he smiles, “you remind me of Hopper.” he adds. 

Jonathan laughs and you join him. You didn’t think you would ever be compared to the former chief. You were more than surprised to find out that he is alive, seeing him with your own eyes made you question if you were actually alive or if you had died and shifted over to another reality where both you and Hopper were both alive and well but you didn’t die and neither did he. 

“Listen, Hopper is nice and I like him but really? What about me reminds you of Hopper?”

“You’re always the first to jump into danger, just like him,” Will says and Jonathan nods. “Yeah, you see death and you just run straight towards it.”

You snort, looking at him with a confused look on your face “that’s not true!”

Jonathan tilts his head “are you sure about that?”

Scoffing, you cross your arms over your chest and lean back.

Will chuckles “you’re also very protective of the people you love and you would do anything to save them.”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re funny sometimes.”

You gasp, looking at Jonathan with an offended look on your face “sometimes?”

“Don’t listen to him, you’re always funny.”

You smile, throwing your arm around Will’s shoulder “see and this is why I like you more, you’re the cooler brother.”

He laughs, “I know.”

“Oh and here I was about to give you free weed,” Jonathan tells you, causing you to laugh.

“Dude, I have my own weed man,” you joke.

A smirk tugs at his lips and he turns to you with a teasing look on his face, one that tells you that you will have to listen to an endless ramble and a lot of ‘I told you so’s’.

“Right, y/n. Your own weed man who is your boyfriend, who could’ve been your boyfriend years ago already.”

You roll your eyes playfully “yeah…yeah.”

“You were both idiots, you know that right?”

Will gives Jonathan a disapproving look “don’t call her an idiot, she’s not an idiot.”

“Yeah, don’t call my girl an idiot, dude,” Eddie says from the other side of the room.

“Why are you listening in on our conversation?”

Eddie opens his mouth to say something when Argyle throws his arm around his shoulder “hey Jonathan, I found a new best friend, I’m ditching your ass for this rockstar,” he jokes.  

Shaking your head, you snort as they begin to bicker with each other.

“I’ll be right back,” you tell Will, you get up and gather some of the dirty dishes on the table and make your way into the kitchen. Putting the plates into the sink, you’re about to start washing when a gentle hand clasps your shoulder.

“I’ll wash, you dry,” Steve says, reaching for the towel, he places it in your hand.

“Okay,” you smile, leaning against the counter, you take a look at him.

Unlike two weeks ago, he looks well rested. The dark circles under his eyes are gone, his hair is perfectly styled, again. A gentle smile rests on his face. It makes you happy.

For a moment, the kitchen is filled with comfortable silence, you hear the chatter of your friends from the other room, Eddie’s laugh fills your ears and you smile, you are content and happy in a way you never thought you would be.

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you,” you say, taking the last plate from his hands, you dry it with the towel before you put it in the cabinet.

“What are you thanking me for, y/n?” he asks, his brows are drawn together as he turns to you, leaning against the counter, he reaches for the towel in your hands to dry his hands.

“Everything,” you shrug, glancing up at him.

“Y/n, you already thanked me in your letter, remember?” he sighs, softly.

Your eyes widen “you read it?”

He chuckles at the shocked expression on your face, turning away from you he nods “yeah, like ten times.”

The first time he read it, he could barely make out your words, his eyes were filled with tears, leaving his vision blurry, it took him some time to calm down and when he did, he read it all over again.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t give you what you gave me.’

A sentence that kept repeating itself in his head. You gave him everything and you don’t even know it.

Your eyes soften as you look into his eyes, the ones that are clouded with sadness. A smile plays on his lips though. Steve will always have a special place in your heart, no matter what.

“You should hate me.”

The smile falls from his lips and his face grows serious “what?”

“You should hate me,” you repeat, “I don’t get why you don’t. I broke your heart and you’re still so nice to me and do all these things,” you say, raising your hands, “you helped with this apartment, mine and Eddie’s apartment. Hell, if I was in your place, I wouldn’t be able to be around the person I’m in love with, watching them be happy with someone else and being okay with it. I would probably leave my broken heart behind and run away.”

“Are you telling me to run away?” he chuckles, eyes softening at the sight of your glassy eyes.

You shake your head “no, please don’t.”

“I would never leave my best girl.”

A small smile appears on your face “you totally mean Robin, right?”

Steve rolls his eyes and chuckles “oh no, she would totally follow me and sneak into the trunk while I’m distracted and once we’d be two states away, she would let me know that she’s there.”

You can’t help but laugh.

“Yup, that sounds like her.”

“Yeah,” he whispers, smiling.

Steve sighs as he finds himself looking into your eyes again. How could he ever hate you?

“You know I could never hate you, right? You’re my best friend and I’m okay with just being your best friend– I mean that is if you still want me ‘cause Argyle could definitely take my place, that guy is pretty funny, I’m not even gonna lie, Jonathan has good taste when it comes to friends,” he says, rolling his eyes.

Shaking your head, you giggle. You have to admit, Argyle is funny and a nice friend.

“I’m pretty happy with you being my best friend.”

“Yeah?” he asks, smiling.

“Yeah.”

“Good because I’d have to fight whoever tries to steal my place and you know I’m not a good fighter.”

You furrow your brows, holding your hand up “uh I beg to differ, you won a fight against Seth and that russian guy.”

“Eh yeah, I guess,” he chuckles.

You look into his hazel eyes and smile, Steve was always the one who was there no matter what, he brought you comfort when you needed it the most. He held you when you cried because of Eddie, he held you when you were scared after a nightmare, he held you after getting into a fight with your parents, you feel like you don’t deserve him but you are happy to have him in your life, you couldn’t ask for a better best friend.

Eddie’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts, he calls your name. Giving Steve one last smile, you’re about to leave the kitchen when he stops you with a gentle touch on your hand “hey y/n?”

“Yeah?”

He takes a deep breath, his eyes meet yours “I gave you my heart knowing that you would never love me the way you love him and that’s okay. Deep down I always knew that I could never have a chance with you, I saw the way you looked at him– the way you looked at each other and I chose to ignore it. I didn’t care what would happen, I didn’t care that I would never have your heart, that I would never have what you have with him. I just wanted you to have my heart,” he pauses, looking down at your hand “even if you could give it back, I wouldn’t want it. My heart is yours, forever.”

“Steve..” you sigh sadly.

“I know.. I know. I’m not trying anything here. I just needed to say this, I know you feel guilty, I can see it in your eyes whenever you look at me but I need you to know that it’s okay, I’ve told you this before but you clearly don’t believe me but trust me, it’s okay.”

“It’s not okay–”

“Yes it is,” he interrupts you, “you loved Eddie, thinking that he hated you, right?”

You nod.

“And he had your heart all this time, didn’t he?”

“Yeah,” you whisper.

“And you never once regretted giving your heart to him or loving him when you believed that he hated you?”

“No,” you whisper “I never did.”

You could never regret loving him, even if Eddie didn’t reciprocate your feelings and you wouldn’t be where you are now, you still wouldn’t regret it. You’d still love him even if it would kill you.

Sadness clouds his features but he still smiles.

“That’s how I feel about you,” he says, squeezing your hand.

You smile sadly, letting go of his hand, you step closer and wrap your arms around his waist, laying your head on his chest, you close your eyes.

He hugs you, sighing as he feels his heart fluttering in his chest.

“I hope you find someone who loves you the way you deserve to be loved, Stevie.”

“Eh, I doubt that. I think at this point, I’m okay with being alone.”

Steve doesn’t want to settle for someone just because he can’t have you. He knows that he won’t be able to love anyone the way he loves you. Even if someone could love him and give him a life that he wished he could have with you, it still wouldn’t be the same and it wouldn’t be fair to the other person knowing that his heart belongs to someone else.

“No one should be alone.”

His arms tighten around you “as long as I have all of you, I won’t actually be alone.”

You nod “yeah, you’re never gonna be alone. You’ll always have us.”

-

You step into your bedroom with a smile on your face.

Walking over to the window, you close the curtains before you drop the towel. Putting on your underwear quickly, you reach for your tank top and put it on, just as you’re about to pull it down, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror– something you have avoided when you got out of the shower.

You felt them, the injuries. You felt them constantly, even as they started healing already, they still hurt and itch on your skin.

You blink, wanting to look away but you can’t. Your heart drops to your stomach when you see just how bad they really are.

You draw in a long breath as you step closer towards the mirror. Your stomach is covered with injuries, there’s no doubt that they will leave the nastiest scars. Your right arm and your legs don’t look any better, they aren’t as bad as the ones on your stomach but they will still leave some faint scars. You are surprised that the bats spared your face.

You are fighting back the tears as you touch the wounds on your stomach, you hate them and you hate the way they look on your body.

“Hey have you seen my–” Eddie suddenly halts in his tracks, the expression on his face falls as you quickly pull your shirt down and wipe the tears away. He whispers your name and walks towards you “baby.”

You force a smile on your face, acting as though nothing happened “what are you looking for?”

Eddie doesn’t answer your question, he looks at you with sadness in his beautiful eyes. Reaching for your hands, he pulls you closer to him. You look down as tears fill your eyes once again, your bottom lip quivers as he cups your face in his large hands and he tilts your head up “my sweet girl,” he whispers “please don’t cry.” He tucks your wet hair behind your ears and leans in to kiss the fallen tears away.

His touch brings you comfort and you find yourself melting into him so easily. Everything feels so right when you’re with him.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, kissing your lips, “the most beautiful girl.”

That makes you cry even more because you’re scared that he will change his mind once he sees how bad the wounds really are. All this time they were covered by the bandages but now they are gone and you can no longer hide behind them.

“Please don’t cry, sweetheart,” he says with a frown on his face. He cups the back of your head and pulls you into his chest, holding you tightly. His heart breaks at the sound of your sniffles.

“I love you, y/n,” he whispers, kissing your shoulder. He rubs your back softly and runs his fingers through your hair “I love you so much, my heart could burst from how much love it holds for you and nothing could ever change that, baby.”

“Nothing?” you sniffle.

He shakes his head “nothing at all,” he whispers.

“Not even these ugly scars?”

“Baby, they are not ugly.”

It’s ridiculous to him to think that you are worried about something like that, as though some scars could make you any less perfect, attractive or less lovable. There’s nothing in this world that would make him change his mind or his feelings about you.

He slides his hand down your back and moves it up to your front, placing his hand on your stomach, you shudder. Scared that he will be disgusted by the feeling of your scars.

His heart aches in his chest, you’re scared and worried, he can feel it.

“I love you,” he whispers, kissing the top of your head. “I love your beautiful face and that cute smile of yours,” he whispers, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip as he leans down to kiss your cheek “I love your eyes and the way you look at me,” he says, kissing your forehead, “I love your voice, it always calms my heart,” he whispers as he slides his hand further up your body “I love your perfect body,” he whispers, looking into your eyes he waits for your approval before sliding your top up, you nod and he smiles. Reaching for the hem of your tank top, he keeps eye contact as he takes it off. You blink, breathing nervously as you try to hide your stomach but Eddie takes your hands in his, shaking his head at you “don’t hide, please,” he whispers as he walks you to the bed, pushing you down “lay back, pretty girl.”

You do as he says, resting your head on the soft pillows, you look at him, watching the way his eyes scan your body. There is love, so much of it. He takes his shirt off before he joins you on the bed, spreading your legs, he settles in between them and takes a moment to stare at you. His heart continues to flutter in his chest and he smiles. You look so beautiful. Goosebumps litter your skin as he traces the scars on your body, he leans down and kisses them.

Your heart swells in your chest, more tears well up in your eyes.

“My beautiful brave girl,” he murmurs against your skin “how could you ever think that they’re ugly?” he asks as he continues to kiss your wounded skin “these scars show how strong you are, how you fought and won. You protected us, you protected me. You’re my hero, sweetheart,” he pauses “don’t you ever call them ugly again, they’re pretty metal you know? Totally badass.”

Your eyes soften and your stomach flutters “Eddie,” you whisper as a small smile appears on your face.

“There she is,” he smiles as he presses kisses all over your stomach and your chest until he faces you again.

You move your arms around his neck, staring into his doe eyes, you lean up to kiss his lips “I love you so much.”

“I love you more,” he murmurs against your lips before he pulls you into a deeper kiss. You smile and close your eyes. Moaning as he pushes his knee against your heat. He sighs, smiling as you pull him closer and wrap your legs around his waist. Your lips mold together so perfectly. His tongue brushes your bottom lip and you part your lips further.

He gasps as you grind against his bulge, his stomach flutters. God, he can’t wait to feel you again.

“I need you,” you whimper against his lips as you reach down between you both and begin to unbuckle his belt “please…”

He smirks, kissing your lips and then your jaw and your neck “please what?”

You giggle, his hair tickles your neck. He smiles against you, the sound of your giggle makes his heart swell.

“Please, make love to me,” you whisper as you meet his eyes, his eyes flicker with lust and love as he kisses your boobs.

“I’ll make love to you tonight,” he whispers as he cups your cheek, “tomorrow,” he whispers “and for the rest of our life.”

“Forever?”

“Forever,” he whispers as he kisses you “my sweet girl.”

-

I know I said this would be the last chapter but..... how about another one? 👀

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From Babysitter to Dad | Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: Steve becomes a dad. 

A/N: steve being a dad to all those 6 nuggets and always the god damn baby sitter, but this time he becomes a dad to his own little baby?? cuteness overload. Fluff ahead, I hope you guys enjoy. It’s a little something 

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Steve was always the babysitter, keeping track of 6 kids, their safety & whereabouts, all while monsters roamed nearby streets and the world coming to its end. He did it without one of them getting hurt, well almost did it. He was only one man. 

Well, that’s in the past and life goes on as normal in Hawkins. Those 6 little nuggets were grown and on their own and Steve couldn’t have been prouder. #prouddadmoment 

After they flew their nest and didn’t need a baby sitter anymore, Steve’s heart felt empty. He kept busy with work and become manager at Family Video, eventually making his way to their corporate office where he was head of H.R. He was doing well for himself. 

It wasn’t long after he met you. You two married, settled into a home in a culdesac of small Hawkins neighborhood. After living life as a married couple for a year, you two decided it was time to have kids. 

And here you are. Welcoming your first, a girl. Steve’s pride and joy. He was hesitant in holding her tiny bundled body at first, but was a pro. You handed him your little girl, pushing yourself off the couch with a wince, “I should go see what we can put together for dinner.” 

“hey hey,” He shook his head, “No ma’am. I got it.” 

“Steve, I cannot have pizza again tonight.” 

He smiles sheepishly, “okay fine. but i will help cook. You only have to tell me what to do!” He calls out after you. You wave him off as you enter the kitchen. 

The doorbell rings and you peek your head around the corner, “Who could that be?” 

He shrugs, tossing the burp rag over his shoulder, the sleeping baby in his arms stirring momentarily as he opens the door. Who is standing at the door is a surprise among itself. There standing on his doorstep is Dustin Henderson, dressed to impress with a suit and his hair styled like Steve had taught him. 

He grins at the sight, “Henderson!” 

Dustin flashes his pearl whites and Steve yanks him into a one armed hug, “You became a dad! Congratulations!” 

“Thanks man,” Steve motions to Dustin’s attire,“What’s with the suit?” 

Dustin pulls at his jacket, serious, “first impressions are important. I couldn’t meet the little lady in just anything.” Dustin has already noticed the bundle of joy in his arms, shaking with excitement. 

Steve moves aside, motioning him inside and shutting the door behind him. “if you drop her henderson, I will kill you.” He carefully hands over his little girl and places her in Dustin’s arm. 

“she’s so tiny..” He slowly backs up, sitting on the edge of the couch. 

“I thought I recognized that voice,” you enter the living room, a smile on your lips. You kiss his cheek in a greeting and take the seat next to him. Dustin was one of the few who still continued to visit Steve on a regular basis. “Looking snazzy.” 

“first impressions.” he shrugs, his eyes not leaving the little one, “Hi, I’m Dustin,” He coos softly. 

Steve looks at you, Dustin and his little girl with admiration. It made his heart full to see one of his little nuggets, one who inspired the want to become a dad himself, holding his little girl with such adoration and love. She was by far the most protected baby in Hawkins with Dustin and Steve at her side. 

cuteness overload, I hope you enjoyed! Comments, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated and thanks so much for reading! 

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domestic!steve and his little family

A/N: i can’t get his “six nuggets” speech out of my head

Warnings: drinking, suggestive situations, fluff

part one part two part three part four

you passing out on the couch after putting the kids to bed and trying to get through a movie. he comes home and cuddles behind you and then the terrors wake up and come lay on top of you both then the dog curls up by your feet

just a pile of harringtons <3

SLOW. DANCING. all the time, to everything, holding a baby on his arm, cooking, cleaning, humming the music because there's nothing else playing

everyone getting a cold/the flu at the same time, and you happy to dole out cough medicine and tissue boxes, but he just follows you around and gets to everything before you can strain yourself

him ALWAYS knowing when you're on the verge. whether it's the kids being a little too whiny, or just a rough day, he's there to swoop in when you need even a little assistance

plus maybe finding you curled up in bed after an awful day and just turning off all the lights for you and spooning the rest of the night

accidentally getting super protective of his little family, doing all the 'hard' tasks (changing a light bulb, sweeping/mopping, the laundry, etc) to save everyone else the hassle

just the most lovely helicopter parent

FAMILY GROCERY TRIPS 🥺🥺!!!!! him buying the kids whatever they want and pushing them around in the cart while they swing their little legs. using only one hand so he can hold yours in the other. stopping halfway through every aisle for a kiss. the kids squealing and covering their eyes.

the party is still in college and (mostly) in-state, and your home is like a free for all every time they're in town. which honestly is such a good deal (the babysat become the babysitters, and i stand by that) they love you guys and the kiddos

especially dustin

lemme tell you, he would get so excited about teaching your little harrington fusion babies how to play dnd. um bonus he definitely makes them into little techie babies on accident, and it's gotta be so cute seeing them slowly turn into his mini-mes

him trying to explain all the confusing bits of movies/cartoons to the nonverbal baby who’s just babbling incessantly, and dustin’s determined to get the little ray of sunshine to understand Ducktales

one of the kids LOVES fiddling with dustin’s shiny new gameboy + him calling her dustin jr. for a lonnnng time

dustin being the most involved and present of the party, stopping by as much as possible even when he’s busy, making them snacks and sandwiches and bringing them toys

uncle dusty 🥹

okay now don't get me started on robin

she like definitely hates kids, but uh oh suddenly there's a soft spot for your little ones because they look exactly like her best friends. down to the smiles, the eyes, everything

(her bringing vickie over for double dates, and vickie is good with kids, which really isn't helping robin's soft spot for the rascals. she's a sucker, and we all know it)

YOU HOSTING “FAMILY PARTIES” EVERY YEAR WHERE EVERYONE (wheelers, sinclairs, byers, hendersons, argyle, robin, max, and eddie + wayne sometimes) COME OVER AND HAVE A BBQ AND PLAY GAMES AND DO KARAOKE

bonus: joyce and hopper shredding journey songs APART for the entire neighborhood to hear

also bonus: most of them getting wine drunk and passing out on the living room floor while you and steve lay blankets on top of them. the babes being SO excited to see everyone in the morning (even if all the adults are very hungover)

anyways back on track here: steve learning how to braid.

because your daughter's hair can be pesky some days

okay most days, which makes his new little hobby all the more useful. and he gets INVESTED in all the different hairstyles (french braids, dutch braids, fishtail braids, even the twisty ones?? you name it and steve harrington's wrote the goddamn book on it)

also??? bathtime with the kids would be so precious. them having BASKETS full of bathtoys

even when you're just perched on the toilet seat making sure no one drowns, you end up covered in soapy water. head to toe, it's so unfunny

steve "bubble bath" harrington buying the fancy soap that fills the entire bathroom with foam just cause the babies find it so fucking fascinating

him and the babies sitting on the couch watching cartoons or something when they can't sleep, and they're just mindlessly chattering while steve is treating it like a full on conversation.

"yeah" + "oh yeah, i hadn't thought about it that way" + "wow. no, that's a really good point, bubba" + "i'm sorry, dewey did what?" + "you better not be taking notes, missy”

family picnics, family drive-in movies, family walks in the park, family game night, family apple picking, family beach days, family camping trips (+ steve’s insane bonfire skills), family crafts, family pillow forts, family baking

that’s all

matching clothes 90% of the time (gingham, hats, swimsuits, all of it. getting ready is such a hassle most days because steve is adamant on looking like a big bunch ‘o’ freaks… but it’s pretty cute to see him so excited)

steve is so invested in how much you care for the babes. like his heart is AFLUTTER every time you mindlessly play with their fragile baby hairs and call them sweet names and kiss their little heads

but sometimes, he just wants to unwind

the kids are snoring away after you’ve read them about four picture books (and an encore), and he’s standing in the doorway, ready to catch you in a tight hug when you slump over to him

whispering about how good you are with them, kissing your temples + forehead, taking hot showers together after a particularly tiring day

then laying down wrapped up in each others arms and trying not to doze off (and even though he finds it very cute when you fight your exhaustion, it’s even better when you go pliant and he can just brush your hair from your face and kiss your nose and wish you sweet dreams)

and he’s got insane body heat so you don’t even need the covers on from late spring to late fall

plain old cuddles keep you just as warm

SPORTS DAD ALERT!!!!! crackin a sunday morning beer (idk i dont pay attention to sports) AND TOSSIN A BALL WITH THE BABIES????

oh my goodness im MELTING because they are not good at sports, yk being babies and all, but he’s so encouraging anyway

teaching them to catch and throw and dunk and swim and dive- oH my god, he’s perfect and so so patient and understanding

father of the year truly

annual road trips to maine or oregon or louisiana depending on how crazy he’s feeling, but it’s always a surprise, and he always plans it himself no matter how much you insist on helping

your music taste imprinting on the babies during the hour long car rides (and steve a little tbh)

oh yeah, you don’t have a camper because you told him it might be excessive, but hey, he’s just as content bustling through the states in a beat up old mini van

making a million stops for sight-seeing and snacks

him getting sunburnt all the time and yeah, it brings out his freckles, but you scold him for sure about how reckless it was meanwhile your kids are LATHERED in sunscreen even when they’re inside all day pls 😭

okay…. you don’t do as much together [in bed] anymore because of the kids, but whenever you get the chance, he’s crazy sensitive, even when you just trace his skin or kiss his moles, he’s like arching off the mattress going wild

and he’s not shy about his ‘i love you’s

well, maybe he is, but he’s not shy about showing it

gosh and he always looks so handsome. being a dad really suits him: not always having the time to shave (stubble 🥴), the ever-present proud father/husband smile on his face, THE HIGH WAISTED JEANS

(please tell me why he would get all the babies names tattooed. and yours of course. probably in an arrow heart. god he’s so gross, i want him)

him occasionally whipping out his old letterman and putting it on just to tease you, using his specially reserved ‘king steve’ persona to flirt with you until you give him a kiss and rehide the goddamned jacket

him being OBSESSED with you. all. the. time.

boy is still needy. he is a honeymoon phase man at heart. it’s not a phase.

pulling you in for so many random kisses, always telling you how gorgeous and incredible you look even if you’re sweaty and overheating, taking you on spontaneous stargazing dates, bringing/making you lunch on days he works, holding your hand every second of every day

always always having special dates (birthdays, anniversaries) locked up in his brain vault, making SURE to buy you and the kids the perfect gifts/treat you to dinner

and at one point, the game of remembering becomes a little competition

in the beginning of your marriage, he used to rush to the store to buy you flowers, but after a few years of you beating him to the punch, he gave up and just accepted your bouquets every year, promising to kiss you silly later that day

he truly cannot resist your smile when you hand him that bundle of pretty flowers (the little nuggets love it, too, because it means they each get to pick a personal flower out of the bunch)

steve is genuinely the sweetest and most caring husband and father and i don’t take criticism

he’s wanted it for so long and had so much practice that it comes naturally to him. he never loses his temper, and the kids are just as sweet on him as you are.

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My Dream–Steve Harrington

My adrenaline was still pumping as we drove onto the freeway with our stolen RV. I turned around and studied the kids, checking them over for injuries. When all I saw was a group of tired teenagers, I sighed and turned back around.

"They okay?" Steve asked, glancing at me.

"A little tired," I smiled, "but okay for a group of kids who just stole a van."

"Well, we were already harboring a fugitive," he sighed. "Might as well add grand theft auto to the list."

"We're going to be fine," I reassured. "Even if we aren't, you and I will take care of them."

"That's for sure," Steve laughed. We were silent for a few miles, no one having the energy to talk. I glanced over and saw Steve gently touching the bruise on his neck.

"How are you feeling?" I asked. He looked at me, seeing that I had caught him. He sent me a reassuring smile that I saw right through.

"I'm alright," he said.

"Steve," I sighed. I reached over and grabbed his hand. He sighed as he intertwined our fingers, squeezing my hand.

"I know we haven't hung out that much since middle school," I hesitated, "but I like to think that we're still friends."

"I think so," Steve shrugged. He looked over at me and smiled.

When we were little, Steve and I were inseparable. Until Tommy H came into the picture. It wasn't right away but eventually, Tommy convinced Steve to leave me behind. I wasn't sure what Tommy said to him but Steve slowly stopped hanging out with me. I never blamed Steve for it. Tommy? I hated the guy.

"Good," I said, trying to ignore the blush rising on my face. "Now that that's settled, can you tell me what's really going on in that fluffy head of hair of yours?"

He looked over at me and let out a small laugh.

"I just," he sighed, his smile dropping. He looked over his shoulder, scanning the tired and scared faces of the kids. "What if we can't protect them?"

"Steve Harrington, you are the protector of the group. You have and will continue to protect those kids with everything you've got. Nothing is going to happen to them as long as you're around. Now, what's really going on?"

"Fine," he sighed when he saw the look on my face. He glanced back at the kids, making sure none of them heard him. "With everything that's been going on, I've been thinking about my future a lot more. I used to have such a clear idea of what I wanted."

"But now?"

"Now," he hesitated, "I'm not sure if we'll even make it to the end of the week."

My heart sank at the idea of Steve not making it through all of this. I smiled, knowing that I had to do something to cheer him up.

"So tell me about this future the great Steve Harrington used to dream of," I said in a playful tone.

"I've always had this dream that I'd have this really big family. I'm talking like a full brood of Harringtons. Like five, six kids."

"Six?!" I gasped.

"Yeah, six little nuggets," Steve chuckled. "Three girls, three boys. And every summer, I figured all of us Harringtons would pack into something like this and just see the country."

"Wow, Steve," I said under my breath. "That sounds. . . nice."

"Yeah?" He asked, glancing over at me.

"Well um, except for the six kids part," I teased. "That sounds like a total nightmare."

"If only we had some practice," Steve joked, gesturing toward the van full of kids.

"Alright, fair," I giggled. "But you know what they say; it's different when they're yours."

"True but," he hesitated. He glanced over at me as he said, "You're gonna be a great mom someday."

I rolled my eyes, looking away to hide my blush. I looked down and started picking at a thread from the bottom of my shirt where I tore it to patch up Steve's wounds.

He laughed before adding, "Plus you have the ability to get them to calm down without bribing them with sugar."

"Sugar isn't the way to calm teenagers down," I laughed.

"In all seriousness though," Steve said, clearing his throat, "the kids depend on you, Y/N. You say I'd do anything to protect them but you'd do anything too. You've taken care of them and loved them like a sister, a mom should. Something they might not have at home. They look up to you. They depend on you. We all do."

"Thank you," I whispered. Steve glanced at me and for a few brief seconds, neither one of us broke eye contact. Until Eddie made us.

"Dude! Watch the road!"

"Sorry," Steve cleared his throat, turning back toward the road. I nervously rubbed my hands together. We fell into silence, a little bit of awkward tension falling between us. We drove down the road, listening to the soft conversations of the kids behind us.

"It's stupid," Steve scoffed, trying to break the silence.

"Steve. . ."

"It's just a dumb dream," he mumbled. "Besides, it's not my dream anymore."

"Why not?"

"Because it's never going to happen."

"Says who?" I asked with a shrug. I glanced over my shoulder, my heart dropping into my stomach when I figured it out. I could feel Steve looking at me but I shifted my focus to the window.

"It's not about her," he said softly.

"It isn't?"

"No," he said, glancing over his shoulder. "I gave up on her being a part of my dream a long time ago."

"If she isn't the one you picture having that future with anymore, then who do you see in that RV with you?"

"I umm. . . I'm not sure."

"Come on," I teased. "You have this amazingly perfect dream of what you want your future to be, and you don't know who you want in that future with you?"

"I mean," Steve hesitated, "I think I know. It's just. . . Complicated."

"What's complicated about it?" I asked innocently.

"It just is," he struggled to admit. His voice dropped as he said, "I don't think she sees that future too."

"How do you know? Have you asked her?"

"No."

"Then you don't know for sure that she doesn't see it too," I shrugged.

"Do you?"

"Do I what?" I asked, turning towards him. We were at a light so he turned towards me. I could barely breathe as he looked deeply into my eyes.

"Do you see that future with me?"

"Do you want me to see that future with you?" I asked, my voice so soft I was afraid he hadn't heard me. Without breaking eye contact, Steve reached over and grabbed my hand.

"I would love for you to see that future with me," he whispered. I opened my mouth to respond but Robin yelled.

"Steve, the light's green!"

"I know," he sighed, the frustration clear in his voice.

He hesitated for a second before letting go of my hand and focusing on the road. My heart was still pounding against my chest from Steve's confession.

I tried to come up with a good response for him, but I couldn't think of anything that would make him feel the same way he made me feel. When I failed to think of something good enough, I reached over and grabbed his hand, instantly intertwining our fingers.

"I do see that future with you," I whispered.

"You do?"

"I want that future with you, Steve." I took a shaky breath when I realized something. My voice broke as I mumbled, "But what if we don't make it?"

"We're going to make it," Steve said instantly. The look on his face changed to a look of determination as he tightened his grip on my hand. "I'll make sure of it, Y/N. I promise. Our dream will come true."

[stevesbanana]

Steve Head-cannons~

Listen we all need some spiritual healing, and what better way to heal than to read about our adorable man-child🩵

PSA: A couple 18+ head-cannons will be at the end ;)

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Say what you want but this man is the epitome of the you fell first but he fell harder trope.

Love language is physical touch. Tell me I’m wrong, I’ll wait.

Consent, consent, consent.

His neck kisses have spiritual healing ❤️‍🩹

Will act heroic to kill a bug for you but screams with you when they start running.

Steve pinching your ass and saying “don’t look at me like that” when you turn around.

Steve always being the driver.

Buys you a cake after taking your first shit at his place

Definitely calls you honey, fight me.

Need your back cracked? He can do it, he’ll tell you to cross your arms, take a deep breath and lift you.

Walk him like a dog? Oh you do.

He for sure asks for a kids menu with crayons at the restaurant to play tic tac toe with you.

He’s the type of guy to say: “whoopsie daisy” when dropping something, for dustin to turn and say: “I’m sorry what?”

*Grabs you by your waist and sits you in his lap*

He definitely hit his ankles with his scooter an ungodly amount of times and never learned.

Back to epitomes- Steve🤝🏻sleeper build

Oh he definitely grabs your neck to kiss you.

Will shut you up with a kiss.

Tells Robin his back hurts at work from giving you a piggyback ride the night before, only to do it again if you ask.

Constantly analyzing you and knows if you’re not okay. (It’s sad to say he probably does it to protect himself cause he’s definitely scared you’ll eventually leave him)

Other head-cannons

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Walking through your home door and Billy smacking your ass out of nowhere saying: “I’ve been holding out alll evening”

Steve and Billy are best friends okay, they relate to each other cause they both had asshole phases in high school.

Eddie calling you ‘noodle head’ if you have curly or wavy hair

Billy asking what you want at McDonald’s only to turn around and order 3 Big Macs

Steve buying a speak and spell, and Billy calls it stupid. Only to turn around and buy one for himself.

Billy picking you up by your ankles and shaking you to get you out of your depressive state.

You and Billy going back and forth like Jess and Nick’s ‘weird’ contest on New Girl.

Billy and Steve’s dynamic is literally Schmidt and Nick on New Girl

Billy is the type of guy to have a Budweiser shirt, but turn around and say “I like Heineken better”

Billy randomly barking at men that look at you and you turn to see his mouth foaming.

Billy being a good cook.

Eddie not being able to cook for shit. Scratch that, he couldn’t even cook shit. He’s linguini from ratatouille when he was throwing a bunch of shit in the soup.

18+ Head-cannons (MINORS DNI! BEGONE!!)

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You can not sit there and tell me he’s not a missionary guy. He is, he also like you on top.

Consent King Steve

If Stranger Things took place in modern times, he’d for sure be the guy that pulls his phone out to play Clash of Clans after rearranging your insides.

You’ve definitely tango’d in the BMW

Doesn’t strike me as the type to tie you up, wants to feel your hands on him 😏

Girthy king 👑

We all know he’d moan if you pulled his hair handle.

Hates being teased but lOvEs teasing you #hypocrite

The type of guy to finish and then start round two when he sees you put his shirt on.

We all know how he feels about boobs.

Definitely into thigh riding. It’s over for you once you say you like his thighs. (He’d definitely look at you and pat his lap 😩🙈)

We love a whimpering man (don’t look at me like that you know he does)

The type of man to just smirk if you suggest it’s small.

Extra: Billy’s the type of guy to fill you up and then go to McDonald’s for 40 nuggets- just for him.

Extra: Eddie definitely comes home, lays on your chest, and talks to your boobs his girls.

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Steddie x Reader Imagine - It's the Final Showdown

You knew it was going to happen at some point, but you kept hoping that it wouldn't ever arrive but it had, the finial show down with Vecna and the Upside Down was here.

With this showdown, you were keeping Eddie and Steve by your sides, you weren't letting either of them from your side. As you kept thinking back to the last time in the Upside Down and nearly loosing Eddie, as well as the times that Steve had fought against the creatures of the Upside Down.

So here the three of you were, standing behind the kids, even though they were adults themselves now, but they were always be the nuggets to you.

Steve had his trusted baseball bat, while Eddie had remade his shield and spare, and you had follow Nancy example by having a shotgun. You were all ready to protect to the kids.

The fight had been going on for while now when El seemed to of gotten the upper, so Vecna sent his demodogs to attack to her, but the other were taking care of them, however one was able to of slip by unnoticed.

So in the time it took you to blink, Steve was running towards to the kids and threw himself at the demodog, protecting the kids. You tried to go after him, but Eddie held you tightly, stopping you from running after him as you screamed Steve name.

Dustin and Lucas were by Steve side, attacking the demodog to get it off him. Once it was dead and off him, you could see blood on both the boys and that Steve wasn't moving from where you were standing.

Both you and Eddie were screaming his name now, and now you were gripping Eddie arm as you both waited with baited breath for some sign he was okay.

It felt like an eternity but finally his arm went up with a thumbs up as he began to sit up. Both you and Eddie let the breath you were both holding and then kind of slumped against each other.

When it was clear to do so, you both run over to him and you grabbed him by the front of his jacket then began shaking and yelling at him, for being so stupid and giving nearly you giving a heart attack, telling him that just because you had dealt Eddie nearly dying, didn't mean you needed him do it as well.

Eddie then began to chew him out in his own way, but he also told him how proud he was, for looking for his nuggets. Once the moment was over you all turned toward where El was, to see her give the final blow to Vecna.

Everyone watched as Vecne crumpled to the ground, and suddenly it was over, this hell was finally over.

When Steve was standing up again, he was using Eddie as support as you all moved over to where El and everyone was now standing, double checking that Vecna was actually dead, and he was.

It was quiet for a few moment before Dustin was wooping and celebrating that it was over, the others joined in while you older lot just smiled and gave little nods. Then you were all grabbed and forced into a group hug by the kids, not that any of you minded.

You wanted nothing more than to go home, tend to Steve injuries, cuddle with the dogs and sleep for days.

But first thing, getting out of the Upside Down, and that when Eddie suggested a pizza party with some cold ones, and everyone agreed.

Pizza and a cold one, while celebrating with friends and found family, was defiantly best the plan currently.

Well after tending to Steve injuries that is.

[allaboutbyler]

OKAY STEVE IS A CANCER AND EDDIE IS A SCORPIO. you cannot change my mind about this because neither of them have canon birthdays.

i’m literally getting into it because it makes so much sense so here we go:

cancers are very family-oriented. they enjoy taking care of others and are very protective over the ones they love. obviously, steve has a sort of familial bond with the kids of stranger things PLUS he has expressed (unfortunately) his want for 6 little nuggets in the future.

now, cancers are also kinda stupid in like a good way (i’m a cancer so i’m allowed to insult myself). they’re goofy, make bad jokes that only they laugh at. who else makes bad jokes that only they laugh at??? steve. he makes them all. the. time.

lastly, have you seen this man’s eyes??? he is the personification of that dumb teary-eye emoji (👉🥺) and we all know cancers are some emotionally damaged dummies just like mr. steve the hair harrington. i rest my case.

(they’re also touchy asf and i think we’ve all seen steve’s many emotional outbreaks)

now onto eddie munson. honestly, do i even need to explain why he’s a scorpio???

scorpio’s are mysterious, they’re never what you expect and they’re full of so much emotion that oftentimes displays itself as anger. eddie may have a habit of yelling (and throwing food at children) to let out his frustration.

they are also the toughest yet SOFTEST people ever. they care so much for the people they’re close to even if they don’t show it all the time. eddie may be a bit erratic and touchy, but he proved that he would not hesitate to risk his life for his friends.

lastly, well. scorpios are deemed one of the most sexual zodiac signs and i can’t imagine many people missed the handkerchief in eddie’s back pocket… or the handcuffs in his room… or the stains on his mattress…

ANYWAY, cancers and scorpios tend to have incredible chemistry, and steve and eddie definitely fit those vibes so this is officially my new hc for them.

[midnightswithdearkatytspb]

VelvetCardiganBucky’s Recommendations 2021: Week 12 & 13 | March 14th – March 27th

Welcome to weeks 12 & 13 of my recommendations, if you would like to be featured on a future list, I follow the hashtag #VelvetCardiganBucky, message me, tag me in your future works, or reblog this post and link to your story, one-shot, Masterlist, writing challenge, etc.

Be aware some if not most stories and writers on this list are meant to be consumed by an audience of those 18+. My blog is also an 18+ blog.

✨Page breaks are made @firefly-graphics✨

«Last Week

Week 14»

My Masterlist

My Fic Rec List of Mafia/Mob Bucky/Sebastian & Steve/Chris/Andy

Stuff I Posted This Week:

Steve + Bey = 4Ever » Steve Rogers and Bey carved places in each other’s hearts, that no one else could ever replace.

I Hear A Symphony » Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reader — Reader plays an important song to her for Bucky.

—Formerly The Winter Soldier » “I’m no longer the winter soldier, my name is James Bucky Barnes & you're part of my effort to make amends.”

Lee Bodecker

(Mini) Series:

*Give In by @not-a-great-writer » soft!dark!Lee Bodecker x shy!Reader — She didn’t think she was anything special. So when the intimidating Sheriff takes an interest in her, she can’t help but feel a little unsettled. Her boring life is about to get a little interesting. | This story has to be one of my all time series I’ve ever read, and I know I will weep when it’s over. The chapters are decently sized, you have angst, fluff and smut. I couldn’t ask for more, it’s simply a masterpiece.

Deadbeat Pt. 9 by @the-witty-pen-name » Lee Bodecker x F!Reader — You work at the bar at the edge of town, the Sheriff is going through a divorce and needs to rent a room. | Cole thank you for feeding my current Lee Bodecker obsession after I watched The Devil All The Time, for the time. This story is good and I love soft!Lee, and one where no one dies. At least I hope no one dies...

SamBucky

One-Shots:

Loving You Is Cherry Pie by @river-soul » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — When Sam Wilson, one of your regulars at the cafe finally asks you out, you’re ecstatic until he tells you he wants his friend to join. When you meet Bucky, you decide it might be worth your while after all. [Allusions to stalking, exhibitionism and explicit sex, 18+] | There is just not enough SamBuck stories out there and we have @river-soul to thank for feeding our love for the boys and giving us some good smut, especially to tide us over till Friday.

Nothing Good Happens After 2 AM by @callmeluna » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — You are admittedly a handful when you’ve had a few drinks in you. Luckily, your partners Sam and Bucky are more than up for the challenge… maybe. | If you are looking for something to make you laugh, might I suggest reading this? The whole time as I read this I couldn’t get the huge smile off my face, it was that good.

Bucky Barnes

Drabbles:

Matching by @heli0s-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Reader and Bucky are “matchy matchy,” with their belly button rings. | This is adorable as well as very funny.

One-Shots:

Smooth Criminal by @bestofbucky » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Based on a dream @velvetcardiganbucky had. You’re parents told you to never give rides to strangers, but when you notice Bucky Barnes trying to break into your car, you know some strangers aren’t so bad. | Jenny did my dream justice! I honestly couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Don’t Over Do It by @whisperlullaby » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your boyfriend is an asshole. Bucky reminds you that you are perfect the way you are. | I can’t describe this anyway other than perfect, that I wish I had a Bucky like this there for me. Trust me you’ll love the ending.

Coming Home to You by @angrythingstarlight » Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your Biker boyfriend is finally home and he’s going to show you how much he missed you. With every inch he has. And you’re going to remember how much he loves you. | It’s not very often you read something that has an alternate ending and when you do you find yourself loving both endings. Both endings are hot, the smut is great, again who couldn’t love Biker!Bucky?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that. | Thank you so much for entering my writing challenge, it means so much. This one-shot is so good, it hit me right the feels and left me falling in love with Kori and Bucky.

Show Me How To Ride by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You’ve been keeping a secret from your biker boyfriend. He is going to get the information out of you one way or the other. | It’s hot and it makes you realize just how much you realize just how much you love Biker!Bucky.

Bubble Baths by @floatingpetals » Bucky Barnes x Reader (Modern AU) — Even your boyfriend Bucky, needs to wind down at the end of a stressful with a bubble bath, but he doesn’t want to do it alone. | Okay, so my summary of this sucks but let me just say this is fluffy and smutty all at once. I wish I had Bucky to take a bubbly bath with.

Bad Boy!Bucky Barnes x Shy!Reader by @gagmebucky — in which there’s nowhere to sit and bucky offers his lap—then, subsequently, his cock. (bad boy!bucky x shy!reader, dirty talk, exhibitionism and voyeurism, cockwarming, unprotected sex.) | *chugs water* yeah is it a little hot in here? I probably would have failed class if Bucky had been in my class along with Steve, I wouldn’t have known who to stare at, forget learning the material.

**Greater Good by @fuel-joy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — There is a cure for the zombie outbreak but is it worth the cost. | Grab your tissues, because you are going to need them. Thanks darling for entering my writing challenge and making me feel so many feels with this one.

(Mini) Series:

A Tender Heart ♥️ Pt. 2 by @river-soul » Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader — You’ve been sweet on Bucky since you started working at the compound six months ago. Normally quiet and mild mannered, an unexpired fight with a coworker brings Bucky into your orbit. [A/B/O dynamics, brief mention of bullying and fluff] | If anyone can pull at your heartstrings it’s @river-soul making the beginning of this series look so promising and I can’t wait to see where it goes.

Run To You 🪙 Pt. 10 🪙 Pt. 11 🪙 Pt. 12 by @bestofbucky » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bodyguard!Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. | Jenny left me at the edge of my seat, making this such an amazing story, I always look forward to her updates, and so sad that there is only 1 chapter left.

Better than Working sequel to This by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Beefy Biker Bucky shows you all the benefits of working from home. In fact what he has for you is so much better than work. | Sometimes you just need to read something hot to lift your spirits, let this do that.

Stucky

One-Shots:

*Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again. | This is so hot that I highly recommend not reading this anywhere out in public. The smut in this is just *chefs kiss*

(Mini) Series:

Miracle Pt. 2 🥀 Pt. 1 by @heavenhatesme » Soft!Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader; Soft!Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — When infertility threatens mankind with extinction and there hasn’t been a baby for almost 18 years, what happens when two certain super soldiers fall for the same woman and accidentally impregnate her? | It’s not tagged as dark, sorry to the writer I tagged it that please forgive me? But I just want to tell everyone heed the tags. I do look forward to reading what happens next. The smut in this is great!

Invisible Ink by @navybrat817 » Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader; Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers — The owners of the Howling Commandos Tattoo Parlor want to make you their best girl. | I love the idea of tattoo’d Bucky and Steve, but that's because I have a weakness for tattoo’s. So this series is just right up my alley, and the start of it is so good that I know it’s good to be a great one!

Steve Rogers

Drabbles:

Chocolate Milk & Dino Nuggets by @nony-bear » Steve Rogers x Reader — Daddy Steve helps make his little girl feel better after a long week. DDLG THEMES | Had me wishing I had a Steve to make me Dino nuggets after a long day at work. It’s precious folks.

Prompt 4K Drabble Challenge by @sweeterthanthis » Steve Rogers x Reader — “Show me how deep you can take it.” | You’re going to need an ice cold bath after this one.

One-Shots:

A Cruel Tide by @writerwrites » Nomad!Steve Rogers x Reader — A lost hero thinks she needs saving, but this divorcée’s needs were different, fleeting, and then full of attachment. Can they overcome the burdens on their shoulders and keep their word? | Sometimes you want to wrap the reader and Steve in a blanket and protect them while enjoying the smut. This gave me that and more.

Untitled Request by @navybrat817 » Steve Rogers x Reader — Sending Steve a naughty photo while he’s in a meeting leads to punishment that will remind you to never do it again, right? | Hi, I’m just going to drench myself in ice cold water. ✌🏻

(Mini) Series:

*Control Pt. 3 🔐 Pt. 1 🔐 Pt. 2 by @river-soul » dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — When a probationary agent asks you out on a date you learn Steve’s intentions for you have evolved. He doesn’t take kindly to someone touching what’s his. [Noncon, physical violence (biting), grooming behavior and explicit sex, 18+] | Definitely one of my favorite series to read on Tumblr so far, you know it’s dark, and the smut is great. I always look forward to the updates on this one.

*Lipstick and Crayons 🖍 Ch. 4 by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve can’t ever repay you for what you did. After meeting you, Steve believes his broken family is the missing piece in the puzzle of your own wrecked one. Indebting the crime lord to you has been the biggest mistake of your life, cause now you can’t get rid of him, no matter what. Loyalty and favours go a long way in the mob. | This story always gets my heart a racing and leaves you with questions as to what is going to happen next. I truly love it and Soft!Dad while being Angry!Mob boss Steve all at the same time, this story just has it all for me.

This Is My Unbecoming by @river-soul » Werewolf!Steve Rogers x Witch!Reader — When the Hydra pack graduates from turning humans to swell their ranks to kidnapping and murdering witches to consolidate power, Steve knows he needs to strike. He makes a deal with a powerful coven leader for a witch of his own in exchange for destroying the rogue pack. [Magical realism, biting, blood, slightly dubious consent and explicit sex, 18+] | Okay this is so good and I would like to thank the teenage mind of @river-soul for creating this! Like seriously thank you. I look forward to reading more!

It’s been a long, long time ☕️ Ch.1 by @mostly-marvel-musings » Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers – a man who has lost too much finds himself blending into the crowd in attempts to forget his past but revisits familiar places and spends days sketching his heart out. A rainy evening leads him to find shelter in your coffee shop. Is having meaningful conversations over endless cups of coffee with a stranger the key to unlocking a heart that’s lost the will to love? | The prologue tore my heart out, it truly did but the first chapter just puts the pieces back together. I really love this and I’m honestly looking forward to reading what happens next. I can’t thank you enough for entering my writing challenge!

*Not A Team Part: 1 by @shedobewritingalittle » Steve Rogers x Reader — The Reader tries to live a normal life, but her memories won’t leave her alone. Rhodey comes to visit the reader with a proposition. | There aren't a lot of stories out there that have walk on parts with Rhodey in it and I didn’t know how much I missed out on having him in stories till I read this. This was just so well written and the characterization of Rhodey was perfect, how Peyton got the emotions written across, it’s perfect. Read this and have some tissues on hand. I will always love it.

Andy Barber

One-Shots:

Closing Arguments by @river-soul » Andy Barber x Reader — Andy and you are going out for the first time since your daughter’s birth. Anxious about leaving her behind Andy does his best to make you feel better. [Fluff with explicit sex (f recieving), 18+] | So fluffy and sweet!

Keep the Heat by @ozarkthedog » Andy Barber x Reader — Andy fucks you in the coat. | Semi-Short and the smut is oh so good.

(Mini) Series:

Homebound 🏡 Ch. 1 by @fuel-joy » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader — You witness your neighbor kill his wife. You try to gather evidence all from the comfort of your home. | Prepare to be at the edge of your seat with this one, it’s just that good.

One Night by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader — One night changes your entire life. | This is dark and exciting, with tons of angst in it. I love a real good dark!Andy fic and this is it.

Chris Evans

One-Shots:

Mirrors by @cherrychris » Chris Evans x Reader — “wanna know what i see? me owning you and this sweet little pussy” | Sometimes you read things that just blow your mind and this was one of those things.

*Work Party by @harrylovex » Chris Evans x Reader — you get drunk at a work party and chris looks after you… | This is really adorable and probably one of my favorite fluffy Chris Evans one-shots I’ve ever read.

Misc.

One-Shots:

An Act of Kindness by @stargazingfangirl18 » Jake Jensen x Female!Reader — A simple act of kindness seals your fate. | I would like to simply start of by saying that this was my first Jake Jensen fanfiction in years, or maybe my first one, and all I could was where have I been hiding from him? So good and glad I read this and so will you!

*Come Back Safe by @celestialbarnes » Sam Wilson x Reader — based on tfatws, you find out sam’s leaving for a mission, afraid to lose the man you love, you confront him, and he promises you to come back. | So fluffy you’ll want to cuddle it under a blanket fort and wish under a thousand starry night skies for it to come true.

(Mini) Series:

Fiery Friends Pt. 3 🔥 Pt. 4 by @wanderinglunarnights » Johnny Storm x OFC!Sophia Jones — Johnny invites his best friend Sophia to stay with him in his penthouse during quarantine. | I really like this story, because I find myself mentally rooting for Sophia and Johnny, also going you go girl. Looking forward to what is next for this duo.

Ensnared Pt. 2 🔗 Pt. 1 by @stargazingfangirl18 » Ransom Drysdale x Female!Reader; minor Robert Pronge (Mr. Freezy) x Reader — Robert preps you for the handoff to the smooth talking stranger who bought you, but before he lets you go, he wants to have a little fun first. | So good and hot. Honestly I look forward to hopefully finding out what happens between the reader and Ransom.

Made With Love by @ayybtch » Wanda Maximoff x f!Reader + Friends to Lovers — Wanda is an excellent cook but a terrible baker. A rough day leads her to the bakery in the Avengers compound where she meets you, the lead baker. After a dismal attempt at making chocolate chip cookies, you volunteer to help Wanda learn how to bake. Your friendship grows stronger with each successful recipe until the two of you stumble into something even sweeter than baked goods. | This story will constantly have you smiling, sure it’s only 3 chapters so far, but I started off reading it in a bad mood but by the 3rd chapter I was just so sappy and happy. I can’t wait for more!

Without Me by CuttingMyFingersOff » Legolas x OFC!Braigeth — Braigeth was an elf who has nothing but memories of Legolas to help her survive being imprisoned in the walls of Orthanc. That is, until she is able to escape and reunite with him. | I’ve been invested in this since my friend came forward to me with the idea for this story and now that it’s being written, I couldn’t be more excited to read it. I need more Lord of the Rings in my life if I’m being honest.

Forever and Ever More by @syntheticavenger » Dark Alpha!Ransom Drysdale x Omega!Reader — Ransom Drysdale may be Boston’s most eligible Alpha but he has his eyes set on you. With his inheritance hanging in the balance, he won’t take no for an answer, whether you like him or not. | Prepared to go on a Hawaiian EMOTIONAL roller coaster with this story, there are so many times in this story you find yourself picking your jaw up off the floor. I’ve linked you to chapter 9, which has all the previous chapters, listed.

Is A Shout Out To My...

@bluemusickid in celebration of 700 followers is hosting a Holi Celebration Writing Challenge, that is due April 30th, but extension can be given. Any Marvel or MCU characters can be used in addition to Chris Evans and his characters. The theme is Holi and its colors, for better explanation visit the link provided.

@whisperlullaby in celebration of 700 followers is hosting a 700 Followers Challenge, your entries will be due May 5th. The theme is kinks, no RPF, DDLG/MMLG, bathroom related , incest, or under age kinks. This is MCU characters, Sebastian Stan, and Chris Evans characters x OFC or Reader. For more information visit the link provided. Congrats Becca on the 700 followers you deserve it hun!

@stargazingfangirl18 in celebration of 5K followers is hosting a Soft Dark Writing Challenge, which is due May 31st. Don’t let the name fool you, your writing can be soft, dark, or soft!dark, or headcanons about any Chris character. 500 word minimum with no max, but new or be read as a stand alone piece. For more information visit the link provided and be sure to congratulate Siri on her 5K milestone!

@cloudystevie in celebration of 4K followers is hosting a Mob!AU Writing Challenge, that is due on May 30th. You can use Chris Evans and any of his characters he’s played before, as well as make it NSFW or SFW. To learn more about it please visit the link below. Also congratulations Jasmeen on the 4K followers! 💗

[avengerscompound]

Until the End of the World - 10

Until the End of the World: A Captain America Fanfic

Masterlist PREVIOUS //

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Word Count:  1801

Rating:  E

Warnings: pregnancy

Synopsis: Four years after Steve and Bucky got to the bottom of the HYDRA conspiracy that had led to you and your son being hunted for the first three years of his life, you, Bucky, and Steve have carved out a nice life together.  Things are calm and you feel like a family unit.  When Geo starts calling Bucky and Steve ‘dad’, a decision is made to try and add to your family.

Things aren’t as calm as they seem.  When your pregnancy hits the papers, HYDRA rears its head once again, and Steve and Bucky need to track you down to protect the family they had created.

Chapter 10

The tabloid sites all latched on to the story of you being pregnant very quickly.  Due to the fact you were often seen out with either Bucky or Steve or both, there had been speculation about who exactly you were.  Theories went from dating one and cheating on them with the other.  Being a ‘close family friend’.  Dating one and the other being a close friend.  Bouncing between them both like a ping-pong ball.  Many fans speculated that they were polyamorous.  Bucky had even made the mistake of going deep into the ‘Avengers fandom’ and discovered people doing what they called ‘shipping’ the three of you together.  Not just the three of you but him and Steve with all kinds of people.  He’d stopped looking when he saw people writing stories about him and Tony together.  It turned out there were things he was better off not knowing.

None of the tabloids ever assumed polyamory though, and neither he nor Steve was going to confirm it for them.  That made your pregnancy the subject of a lot of speculation.  Whose baby was it?  The most loved version of the story was that it was Bucky’s love child conceived while you were cheating on Steve with him.

It was a little stressful, but Bucky had heard worse.  There was still a vocal majority that considered him a threat that should have been tried for his crimes years ago.  Bucky had learned a long time ago not to google himself unless he was feeling particularly self-destructive.  You, on the other hand, were still learning, so it took some reassuring that this matter was no one else's business.

Besides the ever-present gossip mill, things were going well.  Every doctor's appointment showed that the baby was developing well.  All the tests you had were coming back fine.  You seemed to be full of energy and Geo was starting to get excited about the idea of having a little brother or sister.  The new place was nearly finished.  Bucky hadn’t been sent on a mission for a long time.  He felt happy - and that was a feeling he liked to experience as fully as he could because he knew from experience how fleeting it could be.

The three of you had decided to take Geo along to the ultrasound where you’d be finding out the sex.  He had only seen pictures of the baby so far and you’d thought he might like to see them moving around and find out if he was having a brother or a sister.  According to you, the baby was kicking a lot at the moment, so you weren't worried about bad news being delivered.

Geo sat on Bucky’s lap while Steve sat beside you, holding your hand as the technician squeeze the gel onto your stomach.  “Have they been kicking much?”  Brown asked as she began to move the wand around on your stomach.  Bucky looked up at the screen, waiting for the baby to come into view.

You smiled and nodded.  “So much.  The little nugget is going to be a fighter.”

Brown smiled.  “Just like it’s dads, huh?”  She said.  “Has anyone else felt the kicks?”

“Not yet,” Steve answered.  “I can’t wait though.”

The baby came into view on the screen.  You’d been getting pretty regular ultrasounds with your checkups and Bucky liked how the little blob was getting bigger and looking more like a baby every time.  “It shouldn’t be too much longer.  I’d bet by the end of the week you get a little flutter against your hand.”

Steve looked at Bucky and grinned and Bucky couldn’t help but lean over and peck his lips.  Geo didn’t seem that happy with the action and he wriggled in Bucky’s lap.  Bucky chuckled and pulled back.  “Can you see the baby, G?”  He asked, pointing at the screen.

Geo nodded.  “The machine is really cool how it works.  It’s using sound to make the shape of the baby inside mom.”

“That’s right,” Brown said.  “You’re a smart kid.”

Geo looked up at Bucky and grinned obviously very proud of himself.  Bucky smiled and ruffled his hair.

“If you see here,” Brown said.  “This is the baby's head, and their spine.  They have hands and feet and you can even see their toes and fingers…”

Geo watched on fascinated by the digital image of his new sibling.  Not just because that was his new sibling, but because he had a scientific fascination with where it was developmentally and how the machines could show what they show.  He asked lots of questions about whether it could hear or see and how it absorbed food.  Bucky couldn’t really remember what kids were like, and so he had no idea if this was advance thinking for a seven-year-old or not.  He felt like it was advanced though, and he made a mental note to ask you later.

“Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?”  Geo asked.

“I can find out,” the tech said.  “Is that okay, Captain Rogers?”

Steve chuckled.  “It’s not just my decision to make.”

Brown hid her face behind her hands for a moment and shook her head.  “I’m so sorry, that is such a default reaction.”

“It’s fine,” Steve said.  “Please just relax.  We’re just patients.  And yes, we already decided we wanted to find out.”

She moved the wand around to get it into position.  “Well, bud,” Brown said.  “Did you have a preference?”

“I dunno,” Geo said.  “I don’t have either.”

“Well you don’t have a brother,” Brown said.  “You’re going to have a little sister.”

“It’s a girl?”  Bucky asked, looking over at you and Steve to see your reactions.  Steve looked like he’d been lit up from the inside, and tears had pricked your eyes.

“That’s right.  It’s a girl,” Brown confirmed.

“A little girl,” Steve said, softly.

“Now we have one of each,” Bucky said, and Geo turned around on Bucky’s lap and hugged him.  Bucky closed his arms around the boy, hugging him tightly.  “You’re gonna be such a good big brother,” Bucky whispered as he hugged the boy.

“Do you want any pictures this time?”  Brown asked.

“Yes, please,” you said, quickly.

Brown cleaned off the paddle and pressed the button to print out the photos of the baby.  You grabbed some kleenex from the counter and cleaned the gel off your stomach.  “You think Morgan will be excited there’s going to be another little girl around?”  Steve asked Geo.

“Probably,” Geo said.  “As long as she likes robots too.  Umm… you think the baby will be able to talk to the computers like I can?”

Steve furrowed his brow as he helped you up.  Bucky shook his head to clear it.  It was strange, despite the fact that Geo had powers that he’d clearly gotten from you, and the fact both he and Steve had the Super Serum, the thought of a super-powered baby had never really crossed their minds.  It was like all that was just such a normal part of their lives now, they didn’t really think about how it impacted things.  You didn’t have powers and it was possible the only reason Geo did was that both you and his father had been through experimentation so close to his conception.  It could be that those drugs were now completely out of your system, but no one had thought to look into that first.

“You know what?”  Steve said eventually.  “I don’t know.”

“Probably should have considered that before we dived in with both feet, huh?” You said.

“You could ask your obstetrician about doing an amniocentesis,” Brown suggested.  “Then they could do a genetic workup.  Check for abnormalities.”

“Don’t they have risks involved?”  You asked.

“Sure, but normally it’s one of those things where there are risks involved either way, and you decide which outcome is worse,” Brown explained.

You furrowed your brow and nodded and Bucky wondered what you were thinking.  “Thank you, Miss Brown,” Steve said.  “We’ll see you next time.”

“Of course,” she said, brightly.  “See you.”

The four of you walked out into the ward and headed to the elevator.  “I’m sorry if I upset you,” Geo said as the doors opened.

“You didn’t, G.  Don’t worry,” you assured him, kissing the top of his head.  “It’s just not something we thought about when we probably should have.  Because you got your powers from me and your birth dad, but Bucky and Steve have their own powers.”

“Well, we’re enhanced,” Steve corrected them.  “Not the same as what you have.”

“I think…” Bucky said slowly, aware that this was not a discussion that should be held in front of Geo, but also knowing that the boy needed to be reassured that his powers were not a negative, nor would he be losing the sister he really only just met.  “I think it might be too late to worry about.  I mean… what if they do find out the baby is enhanced?  It’s not like we would love them any less, or not want them.  They’d just be special, like Geo.”

“Of course,” you said quickly.  “We would have done this either way I think.”

“So… let’s just wait and see.  We don’t want to risk anything bad happening,” Bucky said.  “The baby looks normal, so we know it’s not a tentacle beast.”

Geo started laughing.  “That would be so cool.”

“She might not be able to talk to computers even if she does have powers though, G,” you said, stifling your own laugh. “When I had powers I could hear people’s thoughts.  And your dad, he could run really fast.”

“Wow,” Geo said. “I hope she can fly.”

“Oh my goodness,” you said.  “I don’t.”

“Yeah, imagine having to change a diaper on a baby and it’s zooming around over your head,” Bucky said, making Geo breakdown into fits of giggles.

“Alright, Geo,” Steve said.  “You go wash up and we’ll have some lunch.  Do you want to see if Morgan can come to play and you can tell her all about your sister?”

“Yeah, alright,” Geo said, running off to the bathroom.

Steve turned to you and Bucky and took your hands.  “It’s going to be fine,” he said.  “We can face whatever happens, I know we can.”

“Let’s just hope they can’t fly,” you joked.

“We’ll handle that too,” Steve said.

“Yeah, we’ll put a little harness on them, and weigh them down with rocks,” Bucky joked and you burst out laughing.

Steve wrapped his arms around you and pulled Bucky in close so that all three of you were holding each other.  Bucky closed his eyes and breathed you both in, confident that together, you could all handle whatever powers she may or may not have.

// NEXT

[thatsbucknasty]

she used to be mine (iii) waitress au

summary: Inspired by the broadway musical. Y/N Beck is a pie baking force to be reckoned with. She’s pregnant with her lazy ass husband, Quentin Beck’s baby. As everything around her turns upside down, Doctor James Buchanan Barnes charms his way into her life.

pairing: Y/N x Bucky

tags are open c:

chapter 3: when he sees me

“I read on the internet that if you boil the cutlery every night, you get rid of the germs that the soap alone couldn’t kill, plus it makes them extra shiny”. I enter the diner and meet Wanda’s voice, while she explains her late night research to Sam, he completely ignores her, but that’s good. Keeps him distracted from the fact that I’m-

“You’re late. You’re never late. What happened? Did Quentin pull an all nighter? I saw him at Phil’s Bar, you know? If you need me to talk to that piece of sh-” Sam has always been a little over protective of us girls.

“I’m fine, Sam. Sorry I’m late, the bus driver was falling asleep, and don’t worry, Quentin didn’t come home too late. There’s no need for you to talk to him cause he won’t listen anyway”.

“That’s right, he can’t hear a word I say cause his head has been stuck in his ass ever since that one hit wonder he wrote ten years ago played in the local radio station”. Sam says bitterly before he sips an equally bitter cup of black coffee.

“Hey! For your information, I helped write that song”. I smirk.

“Good morning to my ladies, and my ladies only”. Nat walks through the door, thirty minutes late. She must wanna get Sam angry on purpose at this point. She hugs Wanda and then me.

“No love for me?” Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. Yelling and cursing maybe, but not this.

“What is going on?” I ask Wanda but she shrugs, clueless.

Nat stops whatever truce she has with Sam, rolls her eyes at him and says something I can’t quite catch and asks.

“Sooo, Wands, did you do it?” 

“Do what?” I say.

“Call that mystery Jon Snow she met at the comic con last weekend! Come on! You said he was cute”.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe he’s not into me and he was just being polite giving me his number. He was cute indeed, but his costume was really bad, I think maybe I should call him and ask who made it for him, since I made my own and he liked it so much, maybe I could help him out next year”.

“Already planning your one year anniversary? Ambitious. But sure! That’s a great excuse to start a conversation. What’s his name again?” I beg for information, since I’ve been left out of the weekend catch up, apparently.

“No, no. I don’t know girls. He might not like me. His name is Steve, by the way. But enough about me. How did it go with doctor Perkins?”

“It didn’t. She’s retired”.

“God bless her, we went to see her last year. Remember when Clint had the flu and he wouldn’t even eat? Doctor Perkins was there to see him cry when he got a shot on his bum. Poor woman”. Now that I see it, Nat never talks about her husband anymore. 

“And how’s Clint? I feel like I haven’t seen him in forever. Remind me to send some of my Couch Potato Pie to him, he always devoured it”.

“He’s busy all the time. I feel like I don’t see him that much either and we sleep in the same bed every night, isn’t that funny? But if Doctor Perkins is retired, then who saw you?” Nice deflect from the subject. Nat’s good at that.

“It’s a man, he’s new in town. A bit weird and awkward but he was nice”.

“Ooh a man, is he single? Might be good for Wanda”.

“Hehehe, no, no. I’m good, thanks”. The giggling mess of a girl leaves to get some more bottles of ketchup to clean.

“I think he mentioned a wife”.

“That’s too bad. Is he handsome though?”

“Nat, I just told you he has a wife”.

“Is he though? I’m just asking cause nothing happens in this town. If there’s a pretty new face out there I wanna look… respectfully”.

“Okay then”.

“Well? Is he pretty?”

“He is. Very. It’s distracting, I think I should look for another doctor”.

“Oh my god, Y/N don’t be dramatic, besides? What other doctor in town is gonna see you? Doctor Roberts? We all know he’s a perv. Take it easy, you’ve only been to one appointment. And you know, a little distraction is nice once in a while. If a nice looking doctor would want to do me a check-up I certainly wouldn’t mind!”

Well, she has a point.

-

I’m leaving late again tonight. It’s just that, ever since I got the official news of my pregnancy, I can’t seem to tolerate Quentin’s cologne mixed with his usual beer and peanuts scent. Just thinking about it makes me sick, and I can’t risk it. If he suspects something’s up I’ll have to tell him the truth, he always calls me out on my bullshit when I try to lie.

I like having this for myself for now. I’m starting to like the idea of having this baby. I know I wasn’t the most thrilled mother at the beginning but, a piece of myself is growing inside of me. I really hope they like to bake when they grow up, I could teach them all I know. It could be our thing.

-

“Guys!!! Guys, guys guys, guys. I texted Steve!” Wanda comes into the diner yelling and almost trips over the counter.

“Jesus, woman, breathe. Who is Steve?” Sam’s intrigued, but also annoyed.

“Oh I think you actually know him Sammy, it’s Steve!!! The blonde cutie with gorgeous eyes who owns the video store”.

“Oh yeah! We used to play videogames at his house back in High School cause he had all the good ones”.

“So? Did he respond? Do tell!!” I’m excited for Wanda, she’s only a couple years younger than me and Nat but she’s like our little sister. She started working at the diner four years ago and I’ve never seen her date anyone.

“Yes, yes! He said he wants to take me out. Oh my god, I think I might have a panic attack. I don’t think I should go, should I? What if he doesn’t like me? What if he gets to know me and he’s disappointed? I know I looked amazing at the Con last weekend but that’s because I was wearing that wig, you know, the pretty one with the celtic braids? But without my gorgeous Ygritte costume I’m just- me. What if when he sees me, he runs the other way?” She deflates on the booth she was cleaning and Nat and I silently decide it’s time to talk some sense into her. My turn first.

“Listen, sweetie. You’re a gorgeous woman, with and without those beautiful outfits you create and wigs, or even with this dirty apron, he would be stunned by your beauty. Plus, once he gets to know you, he won’t be disappointed!” 

“How do you know?! I don’t even know what I would say to him, you guys, should I make some flashcards?” She lives for the drama, but this time she really needs some reassurance. Nat goes now.

“You have an extensive knowledge of Game of Thrones, you can share that with him. He owns a video store and you love movies and videogames, you’ll never run out of things to say, and you are so funny and charming he’ll fall for you instantly!”

“Hear me out, Wanda. I’ll bake you a pie to bring him on your date. Nat will help you get all dolled up and you and Steve are gonna have a great time together, alright?” I say to her, getting up and already planning a recipe in my head.

“Oh Y/N, that’s very sweet of you, thank you! Whatchu gonna put in that pie, can I help?” 

“I’ll make it extra special with some spices that will enchant his belly and his heart! I’ll call it Falling in love chocolate mousse pie!”

If I can’t have my fairytale romance with the happy family and the white picket fence, I might as well make damn sure that Wanda gets hers.

And while I try to sort out whether I’m staying in my messy marriage and how I’m gonna cope with this unexpected pregnancy, I’ll just bake, bake, bake. It’s all I can do to keep myself and this little nugget inside of me afloat. In the meantime, staring at my cute obgyn won’t hurt anybody, will it?

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chapter 4: it only takes a taste

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pls reblog if you liked it c:

[finnyboywolfhard]

Song That The Morning Brings (EPILOGUE)

Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

catch up here

summary: months have passed, and the group is spending time with one another. 

warnings: cursing and fluff af, short and sweet

A/N: and so we’ve reached the end! this story holds a deeply special place in my heart, and i am so glad that so many of you have enjoyed it and stuck with me along the way. I have no idea what I’m gonna write next, but i am very open to ideas! also lmk if you want to be on a permanent taglist! Enjoy :) 

word count: 1.5k 

“Okay, so I brought home Sixteen Candles, Nightmare on Elm Street and Gremlins.” Y/N said walking into her living room following a long shift at Family Video. The party and Steve were sitting there patiently waiting. She set her keys on the side table and slipped the vest off her body. She looked towards the group again, sadness gaining as Will and Eleven were missing from the group.

“Sixteen Candles is one of my favorites.” Max said towards the girl.

“That’s a chick flick!” Mike replied.

“And? It’s a good movie Mike.” Steve replied back, standing up to come towards his girlfriend. The kids continued to bicker about what movie they were gonna watch first. Steve left a gentle kiss on Y/N’s lips, and then gazed into her eyes.

“Will you help me make dinner please?” She said with her puppy dog face, knowing what it does to him. He sighed and rolled his eyes as a smile spread across my face.

“I will, but you have got to stop making that face.” He said, rubbing her back and pulling her closer and closer. The girl leaned her face towards hers, letting a gentle but long lasting smooch.  

“Can you guys go somewhere else if you’re gonna be gross?” Dustin let out in a huff. The two pulled apart while giggling, Y/N pulling Steve behind her to the kitchen. She made a simple dinner of frozen chicken nuggets and random vegetables she also found. The girl could cook, but cooking for six of them now and one for later, her mom, was a feat she wasn’t willing to venture down currently.

“How was it today? Was Keith more tolerable to you?” Steve asked.

“He was less flirty but there were still a few weird comments. You have the job and he’s been nice to you, hell, you already have a raise! How long do we have to keep this up?” She pleaded to him, regarding how they had to pretend they weren’t a couple at work.

“I don’t know, just a little longer just to be sure.” She sighed and turned back to the pot, stirring absolutely nothing, just deflecting her feelings elsewhere. She knew it was just so they could keep their jobs, but it did hurt not being able to openly love him everywhere. She knew she could keep it professional, but sometimes when Keith is gross, she just wants to involve Steve but she can’t.  Steve could tell she was getting tense.

“Come here.”

“I have to pay attention to this.” She said passive aggressively.

“Y/N/N, come here.” She shuffled over to stand in between his legs while he sat on a counter.

“Yes?” He cupped her face into his hands, making sure they were making direct, un-breaking eye contact.

“Y/N Y/M/N Henderson, I am wildly, deeply, crazy in love with you.” This had slowly but surely becoming their way of proving how much love they really had for one another ever since Y/N said it the first time.

“I am even more in love with you Steven Joseph Harrington.” They made loving eye contact for a few seconds before confusion spread across her face.” Hey, the night of the fight, why were you hugging my mom before we left?”

“Oh, yeah. She basically just said that she knew how much I loved you and she had watched me transform before her own eyes. Then I apologized for the way I acted there for a while and uhh—she told me that she trusted me to care for you and be there, because you let me in when you wouldn’t let anyone else in, not even her. All I could do was hug her in that moment. She saw all that I’ve ever wanted to do- Love you.” He watched as the girls eyes pooled with tears, letting his thumb swipe the drop from beneath her eyes. “Come on Y/N/N, please don’t cry.” She let out a softer giggle than usual.

“Oh shush, you’re the one who made me cry. You’re too much for me Stevie. You can act all tough as much as you want, but you’re really just a big ol’ softie.” She said before peppering his face with kisses. She tapped his thighs before moving back to the stove and oven, checking over the food. “Are you taking the party home tonight or are they spending the night? Dusty didn’t tell me.”

“I think they’re sleeping over, why?”

“Do you just want to sleep over too then? We could make breakfast tomorrow for them; maybe take them for a day trip or something?” Y/N asked calmly, beginning to get dishes out to serve dinner.

“Uhh—yeah, sure. That could be nice.” He cleared his throat, clearly becoming flustered.

“Calm down Stevie, it’s not like you haven’t spent the night here before.”

“That was when we weren’t dating, I want to be respectful.” He said, sitting up a little taller. This made her fully laugh.

“Steve.” She said, giving him a look that just screamed, ‘are you serious right now?’.

“Okay, okay! But if your brother says one stupid thing, I’m out.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you are.” She said, not believing him in the slightest. She went over to entrance of the living room. “Guys, dinner’s ready.”

They all found their way into the kitchen, got their food and went back into the living room, food propped up on their laps. “Did you decide a movie yet?” Y/N asked from beside Steve.

“We can’t agree on Nightmare on Elm Street or Sixteen Candles first.” Lucas said softly, he was clearly the center of this argument.

“Dusty, put in Nightmare on Elm Street, we’ll watch this now rather than right before we go to bed.” The movie played through, members of the group jumping every so often when things got scary. Y/N had herself tucked into Steve, as if he was protecting her from the horrors of the movie.

As the night passed on, Claudia came back from work and watched some of the movies with the kids, they ate a load of popcorn and shared a lot of laughs.  It was weird to not have Eleven or Will here, hell it was weird to see Nancy come into the video store without Jonathan. It was as if a piece of their hearts were gone.  But this was how they were healing, they were spending time sharing love with one another. Y/N began to yawn and feel tired, somehow cuddling closer and closer to Steve by the second.

“Okay, I think it’s time to get this one to bed. “ Steve said towards the kids, lifting the arm covering Y/N just a smidge.

“Hey! No! I want to finish the movie!”

“Y/N, don’t kid yourself. You’re gonna be asleep in ten minutes.” Dustin said, mocking his sister’s ability to stay awake. She glared at him for a few seconds, communicating with him through their minds, just like siblings do.

“Fine.” She stood up and folded the blanket that was just covering her and Steve. “Come here, give me hugs goodnight, each and every single one of you!” The kids stood to their feet and gave her a hug. Over the past few months, Y/N had been way more open and affectionate with each of them, seeing as how precious the days with them are. They never knew when another battle was going to come again, so she had to show how much she cared every single day. She swore that to herself after what happened with Hopper. Max had started to cling on extra long, clearly re-finding the comfort of a sibling in Y/N. After Billy had died that night, she could never be the same. Sure Billy was awful, and sure Max hated the way he treated people, but he was still her family. They had still been through so much. Y/N was happy to take on any familial role to any of them, knowing how desperately they all needed it.

“Goodnight guys, I love you all so much.” She said before darting up the steps, followed closely by her boyfriend. They meandered through her bedroom, getting ready to go to sleep at their own paces, moving in synchronous motions none the less. They crawled into bed and faced one another.

“I really do love you Stevie. A lot.”

“I really do love you, Y/N/N. So, so much.” He gave her a kiss and pulled her into his chest to fall asleep.

Steve and Y/N’s relationship was one that people saw coming, but could never truly have imagined how beautiful it would really be. They were each other’s favorite people to start and end the day with. They could talk about anything and everything without judgment. Yeah, they fought sometimes, but that’s completely normal. All in all, these two shared a bond of happiness, trust and memories. From the moment they met, their lives were intertwined. Even through the period of time where they were no longer friends, or when they were facing the awkward in-between, it all meant something.  It meant that they would fight the good fight, and they would do it together. Because to Y/N, Steve was the song that the morning brings.

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Chris posted that pic of him and dodger and said that he’d just dropped him off at surgery (bless 😥) and him saying he’d be a nervous parent was just sO cute!! He has so much love to give, I love this man! I don’t know if you’d venture into writing steve and bucky with kids but like I can kinda imagine Alpha Steve being so nervous and protective of and Omega Buckys lil’ pups if they were to have any - he would just dote on them and be the best dad ever 🥺

Nonnie, I’m soft af today and you got me, you got me right in the goddamn heart. Ugh, poor bb Chris so nervous about his fur bb, my heart. Him admitting he’ll be a nervous parent? His adorable use of emojis? 

My. Heart. 

But you didn’t stop there did you, nonnie? Ya had to take it a step further and bring in my sweet strong Alpha Steve and my angel baby Omega Bucky. 😭 

Steve would be an incredibly protective daddy. He’s very protective but he’s also very “Buck, let ‘im play in the mud, it’s okay,” and “brush it off, you’re okay you’re okay, c’mere” kinda daddy. I see Bucky being much more of the typical first-time parent, very nervous and anxious in making sure they “get it right”, Steve there to sooth his worries. Steve would just love having his own offspring, his own pup, knowing that it’s a bit of him and a bit of his love all compacted into one sweet little blue-eyed nugget. 

He’d love holding that little babe so close to his chest, all skin on skin, would be eager to change diapers and wake up in the middle of the night to feed. Just...exudes proud energy, comes out of his pores, takes on an entirely new Happy Alpha scent after Bucky brings their sweet baby into the world. He’d coo and talk (they’re both not crazy baby talkers but ya can’t help it) to the babbling nugget during bath time, would lay with them on his chest on the couch, would let the pup hold onto one of Daddy’s fingers in one tiny grip. 

The thing that gets me (that i want to just let all my thoughts out here now but...i can’t for...reasons) is how Steve would be around his pregnant Omega. Talk about a protective and doting provider. He’d give Bucky every single fucking thing he needed. He’d buy extra bedding for a perfect nest, would mark Bucky up good before they parted ways for whatever reason, would rub Bucky’s feet and make him smoothies at any hour. 

He’d walk around damn near half hard every fucking hour of every day just seeing his Omega’s belly get a bit larger and larger, watchin’ his mate plump up with their pup. He’d get territorial but never in a negative way, always in a way that makes Bucky feel like royalty, a way that adds to the feeling of pride to be heavy with Steve’s child. 

It would make Steve want to always see his Omega knocked up, always swollen and full of their baby, oof. 

Man, these two together and bonded and expecting? Seriously cannot wait to write it. Thank you, nonnie, love you!

[ashsblurbs]

Mi amora II

Steve closed his eyes trying to take a quick nap before toddler Tony woke up. Tony was a handful as an adult as a child he was different. Tony was only conformable around Steve and weirdly Natasha. If anyone else got close to him, Tony would begin to cry and run away to the many hidden areas in the tower. It would take him a while to bring Tony out of hiding and it was only Steve that could.

“Steeb, I’m hungry.” Steve opened them back up to look over at Tony with rumple hair and still holding the iron man doll he gave him to relax so he would sleep. That was one thing he realized that didn’t change about Tony of any age. So, much for the nap. Steve didn’t move hoping if he laid still enough Tony wouldn’t see him. The thought made him laugh. Tony ran over to him and jumped onto his chest knocking the wind out of him. “Steeeebbb! It’s time to get up!” The toddler leaned in closely into his face, so they were touching noses. Steve smiled at how adorable he was. Steve lifted him and tickled him making Tony cry out to make him stop. “Do you want a PB and J sandwich or dino nuggets?” Tony squealed with excitement.

“Dino nuggets! Mr. Jarvis never let me have them. He says they aren’t real food.” Steve chuckled sitting him down on top of the counter so he could watch Steve cook them. Tony watched intently always focused on everything going on around him. Steve knew he would be smart, but he didn’t quite realize how smart a four-year-old Tony would be.

“Hey, Steve.” Steve and Tony turned around to see Bucky in the doorway holding up a laptop. Tony began to scream, grabbing at Steve to “protect” him. Steve glared at Bucky and he gave him a sympathetic look.

“Sorry, I will come back. It’s news about Tony and the spell.” Steve nodded while he held Tony tightly trying to calm him down.

“I will find you in two hours okay.” Bucky nodded and left. “Shhh, Tony, it’s okay uncle Bucky is gone. He would never hurt you, okay buddy. I trust him and aunty Nat trusts him too.” Tony looked up at him with big tears rolling down his chubby cheeks.

“No, he’s mean.” Tony pouted. Steve looked at him curiously.

“Why would you think Bucky was mean?” Steve asked.

“He hurt mamma and daddy.” Steve was taken back at Tony’s remark. How did little Tony know that Bucky was the one that killed his parents? This meant that small Tony had all of Tony’s memories or at least a variation. Steve hugged him one more time and pulled the iron man doll towards him.

“Do you want to hear a story about ironman while you eat your nuggets?” Tony nodded already perking up again. Steve placed the nuggets down in front and Tony went to town on him.

“It was Halloween night, and we ran out of candy. All of the kids were really disappointed, so Ironman blasted off in the sky. Only a matter of seconds it was raining lollipops and jolly ranchers. The kids scream out of happiness filling their trick or treat bags full. As much as they could carry. Ironman was a real hero that day. He saved Halloween.” Tony giggled at the story.

“Steeb, could we go trick or treating? I want to be Ironman.” Steve held back the tear that would surely slip away. He ruffled the boy’s hair. If only he knew he was Ironman. The saver of worlds. Earth’s first line of defense. If only this small Tony knew that his life was amazing, and he would grow up to be more than Howards’ son.

“Yeah, buddy. You can be Ironman.” Steve looked up to see Nat walk in. She gave him the nod that he needed to go talk with the group. “Hey, auntie Nat is going to watch you for a little bit okay. I have to go to work.” Tony pouted but nodded. Steve knew that once Nat turned her back Tony would be looking for him so, needed to get this meeting done fast.

“What do you mean he’s going to have to grow up in the next couple of days? Guys, I just want my husband back to normal.” Steve huffed placing his hands on his hips. The group had figured out that Tony was cursed by some Asgardian witch in the middle of the night. Supposedly she was looking for Thor but accidentally hit Tony. Which made no sense since Thor and Tony looked completely different even in the dark. Thor had tracked her down she said the only way to reverse the curse was to ride the curse out. It would last for seven days. On the sixth day, Tony should hit eighteen resulting in him waking up as his present-day self on the seventh day. Steve rubbed at his forehead not knowing if he could raise his husband, especially in his teen years. Tony told him stories and shared the photos. Tony was a hand full at sixteen. Drinking, partying, hooking up with any stranger that would bat an eyelash at him. Steve wished he could call Rhodey in as reinforcements since he knew this era of Tony the best but at last, he couldn’t. Rhodey was pretty tied up with being the president.

“Okay, then we need all hands on deck then. What age will he be tomorrow?” The grouped looked at each other not sure if they could really help Steve.

“Well, he will be seven but Steve this on you. Baby Tony flips out when any of us gets near him. Do you really think that will change as he gets older?” Bruce asked.

“Well, I’m no child psychologist but children tend to become less shy and more friendly as they get older. This is also Tony. He will differently become more vibrant as he gets older. He’s just scared right now because you guys are strangers to him. Tony likes me because I’m Captain America. He doesn’t even know I’m Steve.” The group nodded understanding what Steve was saying. Steve turned to leave when he found little Tony poke his head around the door frame.

“Tony, do you want to meet your family.” Tony shrank back not so sure but he saw Steve talking to them so they must be good. Right? Steve stuck a hand out and guided the young boy farther into the lab so he could meet the people that will make him feel like he had a family again outside of Jarvis. “Tony, you met Bucky. Then this is Sam, Bruce, Clint, and Happy. There are so many more that aren’t here like Rhodey and Pepper and a young boy named Peter.” Tony hid behind Steve’s leg feeling shy but then Happy came over and knelt down to his height.

“Hi, Tony. Do you know you will grow up to be a pretty awesome person?” Tony moved around to look at Happy with big bright eyes.

“I will?” Happy smiled.

“Yeah, you will, and you will be my best friend. We eat cheeseburgers together all the time.”

“No way!” The rest of the group introduced themselves. Tony lit up and become more relaxed around them. He wanted to show everyone his Ironman doll that Steve gave him. Shoving it into everyone’s face saying he was going to be Ironman.

The night fell on the group as they watched a movie like a family. Tony begged to watch Robin Hood, the Disney version. Steve found it fascinating to learn things about Tony like his favorite childhood movie. Tony didn’t share a lot of details that were from before 2008. He didn’t like bringing up his childhood at all. Steve just enjoyed learning these little things. Tony had curled up into Steve’s lap fast asleep. He was so small and gentle. Steve wanted his husband back, but he was going to miss having a small child around the house. He wondered if after all of this is over and Tony was back as Tony; they could sit down and discuss the future. Steve wouldn’t mind having a little monster of their own running around. Tony yawn outstretching his arm hitting Steve in the face.

“Hey, watch it bud. Why don’t we get you to bed?”

“Nottt tired,” Tony grumbled even though it was clear that he was.

[itsallavengers]

Never meet your heroes

Alright. They’d gotten through the first introduction, he’d managed to make it through the lobby and up the elevator without incident, so Steve was going to say that it had gone well so far.

Now, he thought, came the tricky bit. And that was actually introducing their new colleague to the team.

He took a deep breath, hoping that no one was naked as the doors slid open.

“Okay. So seeing as you’re going to be operating as new SHIELD liaison, you’re probably gonna be seeing a lot of the inside of the tower,” Steve stepped out of the elevator with the new woman SHIELD had sent beside him, silently thankful there was no immediate chaos to be seen, and as they returned their gazes to one another Steve held up three fingers. “This means you’re gonna have to follow three important rules, for the sake of your sanity and ours.”

Her brow creased, and it wasn’t for the first time that day that Steve wondered whether Fury was making the correct decision with this woman. She seemed... easily disapproving. And serious. Steve got that, he did, especially on your first day when you were wanting to establish boundaries, but still-- he hoped that there was a bit more steel to her. 

She pursed her mouth. “Captain Rogers, with all due respect, this is going to be a partnership, not a leadership.”

“I understand that, Ma’am,” he made sure to keep his voice polite as he walked her into the kitchen, “if it’d make you feel better, you can consider them more like guidelines. But I swear, they’re in your best interest.”

“Oh, are we giving grumpy-pants the house rules?” Steve ground his teeth as he turned to Clint, who’d become visible on the kitchen counter once they turned the corner. He grinned with a mouthful of cheerios. “Is this her face before or after rule one? Because it doesn’t spell good things if it’s--”

“Please ignore the homeless man who’s taken residence in our tower,” Steve said loudly, talking over Clint and blocking him from sight with his sizeable body, “he just showed up one day and refused to leave.”

“SHIELD liaison woman, don’t you think that’s workplace harassment?” Clint leaned sideways and looked at her with a deep frown, and Steve felt a Cheerio bounce off the back of his head. He made a mental note to buy nothing other than sugar-free granola from now on.

Mary Collins, said SHIELD liaison woman in question with 14 years’ worth of experience under her belt that she seemed determined to put to good use here, simply raised her eyebrow at Steve. “I think it’s warranted,” she informed him evenly, and then let herself sigh as she raised her hands. “Alright then. Give me the rules, Captain.”

Okay, that seemed like a joke of sorts. Steve could work with that. At least she wasn’t a complete buzzkill. “Alright, rule number one. No shop-talk at breakfast or dinner. We take food very seriously, and Thor starts breaking things if he gets interrupted too many times. For Tony’s bank’s sake, it’s best if you could just schedule your meetings around that.” Bruce walked through the kitchen at that point, looking like he was leaving somewhere, but he stopped to shake Mary’s hand before he left, giving her a smile and a short ‘good luck’. Steve marched ahead. 

“Rule number two-- sometimes we have fights. And sometimes they get physical.  I know that this might be considered unhealthy on any other working unit or team, but please consider the fact that we are all incredibly dysfunctional and emotionally maladapted.” When Mary’s eyebrows lifted again, Steve held out his hands and resisted the urge to sigh. This was the fifth Liaison they’d gotten through in the last year. Most of them barely even lasted a month before they ran. “It never results in long-lasting injury, and we tend to leave Tony out of it, but there may be occasional scraps that break out while you’re in our company. Just let us work it out of our systems and don’t get involved.”

“That’s...” Mary seemed a little lost for words. “Have you considered therapy? One-on-one and group, perhaps?”

For the sake of avoiding a long and rather awkward conversation, Steve tactfully chose to ignore the question. “Rule three- possibly the most important one- is to never, ever enter Tony or Bucky’s room without giving warning. Ever. And also, just...” oh God, this was a conversation that one of those two men should be having with their new colleague, not him-- he really hated being team leader sometimes. “Get used to PDA,” he muttered eventually, “lots of it. I’d just avoid them when they’re together, honestly. And don’t get threatening with one of them when the other is present. Oh, and although the team is allowed to tease them, you’re very much not.” He turned to her, suddenly serious, because he wanted her to know this, more than any of the other rules. “I mean it. They’re happy. SHIELD don’t have any business commenting on that. We’re their friends, so we’re okay. Until you reach that status, you will politely refrain from passing comment.”

By this point, poor Mary Collins seemed utterly bewildered. Which was fair enough; outside of the tower, no one knew that Bucky Barnes and Tony Stark were an item. Bucky was still adjusting to everything, most of all himself, and so for now they were keeping it quiet. The liaison would have to know due to the simple fact that she would be spending time in their safe space at the tower, but Pepper had already drawn up enough contracts and NDAs to drown the woman as soon as she left for SHIELD again. 

Steve had to hand it Mary though. She held her ground, even as Captain America glared at her. “I take it this means Barnes and Stark are a couple,” she said eventually, having processed all the information, “which I doubt will affect my job much. I, uh, will take note of the room thing, though.” She gave the smallest of flinches. “I’ve had enough trauma from sharing a dorm with my sister.”

That was a story Steve would definitely be extracting from her when she inevitably joined in on one of their team drinking sessions, and he stored the nugget away for later use. At that point, they’d entered the communal living room, where Nat was sprawled on the couch flicking through the TV, Thor was sat idly scrolling through his twitter feed, and Bucky & Tony were both sat snuggled into the loveseat in the corner of the room. Naturally, Mary’s eyes went straight for them; they’d only just finished talking about the two of them, after all. 

And of course, they were being all romantic. What else was new? Tony was curled up in Bucky’s lap, the two of them talking quietly as Tony scraped his fingers through Bucky’s long hair and twisted it up at the back, tying it out of the way for him. They were almost nose to nose, lips moving in conversation that Steve couldn’t pick up on, and a moment later they watched from afar as Bucky started stroking his metal hand teasingly over Tony’s thigh, sneaking under the fabric of his dressing gown. Steve did not doubt that that was the only item of clothing that Tony was currently sporting. 

He coughed loudly. “This is Mary,” he declared, and Bucky paused the feeling-up of his boyfriend in order to twist his head over to Steve, “she is our new SHIELD liaison. She does not need to see Tony’s junk during our first meeting, Buck.”

Tony pouted, as if the request was unreasonable, and it was only when Steve gave him a sharp glare that he moved; giving Bucky one last peck on the mouth before sliding off the man’s lap. He managed to save his modesty with a well-placed hand, and Steve could only silently apologise to this SHIELD agent. She had her work cut out from here on in. “I suppose I can save my junk for one man,” he agreed, turning back to Bucky for a second as he wandered over. Steve watched Bucky smile at him from the love-seat, such a soft thing. 

Even when they were insufferably touchy-feely with one another, it was hard for Steve to get annoyed by it. They just made each other too damn happy, and Steve was too damn pleased for them. They deserved it, he supposed. 

“Miss Collins,” Tony extended a hand and beamed at her, lax and loose and not fake at all. Steve eyed the marks on Tony’s neck, and figured there was probably a very obvious reason as to Tony’s uncharacteristically positive early-morning attitude. “What a pleasure to meet you.”

There was a dubious look given to Tony’s hand, and Steve couldn’t blame her. They had just seen Bucky a second away from giving Tony a handie, so God knows where Tony’s own had been. But it seemed she braved the contact anyway, because she took it firmly and inclined her head. “I’ve already been given the house rules,” she said with the smallest of smiles, and Tony chuckled, clasping his spare hand over hers.

“And you will also be given a very lengthy and watertight NDA that prohibits you from saying a word about mine and Mr Barnes’ relationship,” he added on, voice cheerful as he continued to shake her hand, “were you to break any of the clauses within or make my boyfriend’s face sad in any way, I will sue you for everything you own. Just so we’re clear.”

“Tony!” Steve glared at him, but Tony just smiled back, carefree-- although Steve knew him too well not to miss the smallest hint of steel in his eyes, and also be very acutely aware that Tony meant every word. He was fiercely protective of Bucky and his mental wellbeing. It had been what had driven off the last three SHIELD agents who’d rocked up to try and take Mary’s position. And Bucky had been responsible for the other two, for largely the same reason (although Clint accidentally pushing him off the roof of the tower might have been a contributing factor in one of them, Steve wasn’t too sure).

Mary eyed Tony for a second, before stepping away. “I see what you mean about avoiding the two of them” She told Steve drily, and Steve couldn’t help but grin as he gave Tony a light shove and sent him back over to Bucky, who was waiting on the loveseat. “Message received though. If I were less professional than I am, I might have been shitting my pants out of fear right about now.” Her mouth pursed again and she adjusted her glasses on her face. “Luckily, I’m a little too caught up on the fact that the God of Thunder apparently runs a stan twitter for Ariana Grande to care about being threatened by Iron Man.”

Steve followed her gaze to where she was looking over the couch. Thor appeared to be in the process of making a tweet about the injustice of ‘his queen’s’ new song not making #1 spot on Itunes. It was followed by a gif of kermit appearing to commit suicide. “He also has one for politics,” Steve attempted weakly, “I... it’s Asgardian politics, mind you, but quite informative nonetheless.”

She nodded, eyes somewhat glassy for a moment. Steve understood. You walked in the door of the Avengers Tower expecting... uh... something other than what you got, most of the time. If you caught them while they were mid-training session, you’d definitely be impressed! But- ah- any other occasion, and this was what you were more likely to get. 

Iron Man and the Winter Solider canoodling on some piece of furniture, Hawkeye eating food without cutlery, Thor starting arguments with twitter stans, and Black Widow refusing to change out of her pyjamas until after midday. 

Steve had accepted the fact he would never have any respect to his name ever again. Actually, he’d accepted that back in 2013 when Tony had drunkenly convinced Steve to buy several golden retrievers and then pose with them on social media. Without clothes on. The dogs had artistically covered his private parts, sure, but his image had never quite been the same. 

“I’m just going to apologise in advance,” Steve told her resignedly, “you’re going to be seeing some shit. You may leave here with more trauma than you started with.”

He watched Mary adjust her bag and cock her head at him. “It takes quite a lot to shake me,” she informed him, but Steve just held out his hands to the room. 

“We’re very shaky people.”

“Oh, believe me, you haven’t met my sister.” Mary’s eyes rolled and then focused on something behind Steve’s shoulder. He turned just in time to watch Bucky drape himself over Steve’s left side, fingers pinching his cheek playfully.

“Is he telling you how delinquent we all are?” Bucky asked, “is he making it out like he’s the only sensible one here?”

“Of course he is.” Oh, and now apparently Tony had joined at Steve’s other side, “although I’m betting he’s choosing not to mention that time with the Trans-Tower Long Jump Dare and the skinny-dipping incident in Central P--”

“ALRIGHT!” Steve held up his hands and clamped both of them around each friend’s mouth rapidly, feeling his cheeks flush. Mary was staring at him blankly, but Steve did not doubt that she knew where that sentence had been headed. “Alright, I think that’s enough for the introductions. Bucky, kiss Tony so that neither of you speak again.”

“Happily,” Bucky grinned and then ducked around Steve’s side, his hand curling around Tony’s waist easily. They both giggled, Tony pausing to add a final hurried “the skinny dipping was what broke the last SHIELD liaison, so good luck to you” before Bucky stuck his tongue in Tony’s mouth and silenced him. They wandered off somewhere, probably for more enthusiastic sex or whatever-- Steve had learned not to ask. Mary was just nodding to herself, over and over and over again. She seemed to be in mild shock. Steve didn’t know what to think about the fact that it was the stories of Steve’s own... less than stellar behaviour that appeared to have been a sticking point for her. Thor ran an Ariana Grande fan account, for fuck’s sake, but it was Steve doing some harmless dares that shocked her?

“I think I might have jumped into this job a little too quickly,” she stated in the end, looking at Steve and then looking down at Steve’s crotch. “I may need some time to think this over.”

“That’s fine. You’ve lasted longer than the second guy. He walked in, saw Thor and Bruce fighting naked, and then walked out again.”

A long, heavy silence followed. Then a loud splutter. “Wh... why are you always naked when these incidents occur?”

Steve just looked at her. Again, he was sure he’d used to own more self-respect than this. “If I knew, I would tell you.”

Mary didn’t speak for a while. Steve sighed. Mary copied. “I can see Mr Stark grabbing the Winter Soldier’s ass out of the corner of my eye,” she commented dazedly.

“Yeah, they do that a lot.”

“Right.” Mary blinked. “I’m going to go home and have a drink.”

“That’s understandable.”

“A big drink.”

“Again, I get it.”

A long pause. A small cough. Then, “I suppose... I’ll be in touch.”

Oh. Okay, well-- that was better than Steve had been expecting. He’d thought she might just hightail it straight out of there. With a nod, he led her back over to the elevator they’d arrived in, once more spotting Clint, still eating from the cereal box. It truly was a miracle he was as ripped as he was. That shouldn’t be possible considering the vast amounts of sugar that constantly ran through the man’s blood. “Be quiet and eat your breakfast,” he declared sharply, before the man had even opened his mouth. They did not need to regale Miss Collins with any more stories this morning. 

Clint threw another Cheerio at him, but Steve saw that one, and he plucked it out of the air and popped it into his mouth without looking. Mary was still staring. “This house is a fucking nightmare.”

“I...” Steve tried to think of a way to defend his team. “Yeah,” he admitted, when nothing sprang to mind. He pressed the button for the lobby and then stepped out, giving her his best smile. He noticed her hands were clutching very tightly to her bag, which held nothing other than the file on SHIELD regulations and protocols that she had been supposed to get the team together and go through before leaving. 

Steve figured they weren’t quite ready for that yet, though. Her rules could not help her here. 

“Have a safe journey!” He called out to her as the doors slid shut, waving cheerily. She didn’t respond, but her hand tightened around the bag, and as soon as she was gone from sight Steve took the time to groan. Loudly. “I hate all of you!”

“You just hate the fact you haven’t got any sense of shame any more, Captain,” Clint informed him, pointing the cereal box in his direction as Steve walked through. He sulkily snatched a handful of Cheerios from the box and shoved them into his mouth, choosing to ignore Clint’s words. He was headed for the living room, but at that moment Nat and Thor traipsed out of it, looking equally as sulky as they too went for the Cheerios and grabbed handfuls. 

“Don’t go in there,” Nat said mutinously, “they’ve started canoodling again.”

“Loudly,” Thor added.

Steve looked between them all, and then leaned back against the fridge. They fought monsters on a biweekly basis. They’d been through hell together- survived torture, mind control, death and everything in between. They were Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, in every sense of the word, and there was nothing that they would not do for each other. 

“If they get bodily fluids on the couch, I’m throwing them both off the tower without hesitation,” Steve ground out, folding his arms over his chest. 

“Larry Erikson-style!” Clint whooped, and Nat smacked him over the head instantly. 

“You said that was an accident.”

“It was! Mostly. I mean-- it wasn’t my fault that he was trying to get me to sign documents while I was in the middle of playing water-tennis with Thor. I won’t do it to Mary though, she seems nice.”

Steve listened to the three of them being to argue over the merits of throwing a liaison off the tower once they got annoying, and he didn’t bother trying to tell them that was a bad idea. He just ducked down into the bottom cupboard and grabbed Thor’s Asgardian mead, pouring a generous serving into his cup of tea.

If Mary got to drink after being around the Avengers for five minutes, Steve figured he’d earned this, considering he’d been around them for five years at this point. He was fairly sure he’d lost a good 80% of his sanity in that time. 

Ah, well, he thought as he watched Thor clap him on the back and tell him that his butt looked terrific in the new sweatpants he was wearing-- you win some, you lose some. And he thought he might have won more than he’d lost. 

Just about.

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Kofi