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Joseph Quinn, Maya Hawke, Natalia Dyer and Joe Keery together >>>

extremely soft right now because Joe Keery said he and Joseph Quinn have a bond for life (‘:

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your sister is hot!

pairings. steve harrington x fem!henderson!reader

about. steve makes his first encounter with dustin's hot sister.

warnings. foul language

ricky rocks. short fic to introduce this. i think all future fics i do with henderson!reader will be short and not following the plot of st, just fun :)

"why the fuck is my baseball bat covered in nails?"

dustin cringed at the sound of your voice echoing out past the front door where he just almost got away. steve turned to look at him, his eyebrow arching to the implication of yelling and the look on dustin's face—who had his eyes scrunched closed and his white teeth showing as the were clenched down, wincing.

"dustin!"

"who's that?" steve whispered, demanding the answer as the sound of your footfalls were also echoing through the house and closer to them.

"my sister," he sounded miserable, but defeated as he turned back around and back toward the front door where you were there to meet him, looking absolutely fuming.

steve's eyes widened, slightly taking a step back at the sight of you. you were not what he expected--i mean he didn't expect anyone because he didn't know dustin had a sister in the first place, but he also didn't expect you to be so pretty.

"dustin."

"yes?" his voice was distraught as he looked at his feet, already ready for your scolding.

"why is my baseball bat covered in nails?" you repeated the question, only this time more calm, but the anger was practically soaking your voice.

"uh, funny you should ask, actually," he giggled nervously, his pointer finger coming up as if to make a point, but he ran out of words immediately.

"project," steve finished for him fast, already being able to tell if the boy kept speaking, he'd probably be hung.

you now looked up from dustin and toward steve. you were looking at him as if you hadn't even noticed him until he started speaking. you frowned, looking at him strangely, very strangely.

"dustin," your voice was low as you were now leaned down to his ear, "why is steve harrington on our front lawn?"

"also funny that you ask."

"charity," steve says fast, once again interrupting dustin from furthering this situation into somewhere it didn't need to be. "good for the college application, you know? i'm spending the day with your brother, doing whatever he wants."

you look between the two and steve can tell by how confused you are, you won't push it further. this was very strange for you.

"yeah, whatever," your voice is still low, "just.. buy me a new fucking bat, make that apart of your charity, alright?" you turn around and walk back into the house before he can even answer.

steve is just beyond shock as dustin slowly turns around to face him, already preparing himself for the heat of questions.

"henderson, you didn't tell me you had a sister."

"yeah, for a very good reason."

“your sister’s hot.”

“hey, man, let’s not get so vulgar," dustin's hands raise as he joins steve's side and they begin to walk back toward his car. "that's my sister."

"and she plays baseball?" he exclaims, "how could you keep this from me, it's a fucking crime!”

"steve, you're a whore, i don’t know if you know that—thought i should be the first one to tell you—but that's why i didn't tell you about my sister."

"still man..!"

navigation.

and if I say Joseph Quinn has the same effect on men as Andrew Garfield then what

#In Loving Memory of Eddie Munson (and his wig)

#If Gaten said it…

IM LOSING MY MIND. SEND HELP.

Noah Schnapp x Fem!Reader

Pairings - Noah Schnapp/Fem!Reader, Noah Schnapp & Fem!Reader, Noah Schnapp & Finn Wolfhard, Noah Schnapp & Millie Bobby Brown, Caleb McLaughlin/Sadie Sink, Sadie Sink & Millie Bobby Brown

WARNINGS: swearing, friends to lovers (that doesn’t need to be a warning but if there are picky people out there who give a shit then here it is), that’s it I think???

Prompts: “Love you” “Love you, too.” “No, like I actually love you.”

💛11:00 AM💛

Y/n went out to her car, ready for the hour drive she had because she was going to Millie’s house. She lives in a different town than Y/n, but Y/n was comfortable with driving and hour to see one of her best friends.

Millie was not her best best friend though. That spot was taken by Noah Cameron Schnapp. They have been friends since they were six, and when they found out they both had a part in Stranger Things, they got even closer. Until they found out they were playing each other’s love interests.

They were close enough to say that they love each other, but it was platonic, not in a romance type of way.

Millie always had a fun picnic after each season was finished. She’d have a big red and white checkered blanket in her garden with three picnic baskets full of food. The grapes were Y/n’s favorite. Somehow, Millie always had the best fruit.

Y/n turned her Spotify on while she drove the hour, and listened to Breezeblocks by Alt-J. She listened to other songs too, but for some reason, she loved Breezeblocks more. (If you haven’t heard of Alt-J, you should listen to their songs. Fitzpleasure and Breezeblocks are my favorite, hence the mention 😂)

💛12:15 AM💛

She arrived at Millie’s house a few minutes late because there was some traffic. She got out of her car and was immediately greeted by a great big bear hug by Noah.

“Wassup?!” He said as he almost tackled her to the ground.

“Oh my God! Don’t ever do that again!” Y/n yelled. Noah had an embarrassed and confused look. He always did that to Y/n when they met. “Kidding, kidding! Never stop doing that.” She laughed.

Noah breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought you were either being serious or going crazy!”

They walked inside and were greeted by a loud hello from all of the cast. Y/n was apparently the last one there.

Millie was the first one to hug her. This time it wasn’t a bear hug. Sadie hugged her next. The boys just nodded and said “Hey” and continued snacking on the vegetable platter that was sitting on the counter.

“Well that was the biggest hello I’ve received all day!” Y/n said to the boys.

They knew not to mess with her because she could break your nose if she wanted. She did it to Dacre once. Only because he was making fun of her. But that’s still not a good excuse to breaking someone’s nose. (He was jokingly making fun of her, but she felt really bad after she did punch him.)

So, they got up and gave her a side hug and said a more enthusiastic hello and went back to eating.

“I love how they’re all scared of you because you broke Dacre’s nose.” Sadie said.

“Noah’s not scared of me, right Noah?” She asked. Noah didn’t respond, but instead looked down. “Noah!” She playfully hit his arm.

“I’m kidding!”

“Yeah, you better be.” The girls burst out into a fit of laughter, and once the boys saw, they questioned what was so funny.

“What’s so funny? Why’re you laughing?” They asked.

The girls stopped laughing. “Well, it’s not funny anymore.” Millie said.

“Guess you should’ve been listening.” Sadie picked up two picnic baskets that were sitting on the counter in the kitchen and walked outside. The boys followed.

“Really! What was so funny? we want to know.” Finn asked.

“We can’t really explain it now. You wouldn’t laugh at it. It’s lost its humor.” Y/n suggested. She really couldn’t explain what was so funny anymore.

💛2:00 PM💛

A few hours after they had eaten their food, they decided to watch a movie. Of course, Noah picked High School Musical which was quickly turned down, not without an impression of Zac Efron from Finn.

Y/n picked Stranger Things, for them to binge watch it in a celebration of finishing season 3.

💛10:30 PM💛

They finished season one when they decided to stop watching because they were all cringing at themselves, so they pulled out Uno.

Noah won the first two rounds, and Caleb won the third.

“I’ve gotta get home. I want at least six hours of sleep before my flight at two tomorrow.” Y/n had to go back to Y/h/t (your hometown) at two in the afternoon tomorrow from Georgia.

Millie was staying in Georgia for a few more months, Noah was going to California, Caleb was staying, Finn was going back to Canada, and Gaten was going on a a vacation in a few weeks to Italy.

“Here, let me ride with you so I can make sure you get home alright.” Noah said.

“Yeah sure. As long as it’s not a secret way to have a sleepover at my house.” Y/n laughed.

“Whaaaaat?! Pfft no…” Noah said sarcastically.

“No, it’s fine. You can have a sleepover whenever you want, but I have to leave at 12:45.”

“Damn, why so early?” Gaten asked.

“You know I have to be there early so I don’t accidentally miss my flight.”

“Good point.” Caleb added.

They all said their sorrowful goodbyes and Y/n and Noah walked out the door to her car.

“So, are you actually going to sleep over?” She asked.

“No, you’ve gotta get enough sleep. And if I know you, pack too.”

“True, true.”

They got in the car and drove off.

Once they arrived at Y/n’s house, she realized something. “How are you supposed to get home if you are riding in my car?”

“I’ll walk.” He answered.

“Uhm, no.”

“Uhm, yes.”

Y/n sighed and walked up to her door to unlock it. “Love you!”

“Love you, too!” Noah said and he started to walk off.

She stood there and spoke up again. “No, like I actually love you.”

He stopped walking and turned to face her. “Not like, platonically, right?”

“Not like platonically.”

He walked up to her and cupped the sides of her cheeks. “On a scale of one to ten, how mad would you be if I kissed you?”

“Negative thirty five.” She answered.

So he slowly put his lips on hers, and that was the start of a great relationship.

A/n: sorry I made Y/n such a bitch. I act like this and after writing a character like that, I’m embarrassed

joseph anthony francis quinn the man that you are.

T H I S genre of Joseph Quinn has me screaming

guys ive read like every eddie munson fan fic n i need more pls give me recommendations!!!

The Hate You Give

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: slight angst, a hint of unrequited love (not for long tho), mature language, slight mention of bullying, mean!Eddie (don’t worry he fixes himself), that’s pretty much it lmk if i forgot anything!

Note: ahhhhh! this is my first time posting a fan fic. im really insecure about it so please be nice! but also feel free to leave any critiques! i will write a part two if you guys like this one. it’s really short, i know. also this is not proof read.

Eddie Munson. The sour tang that fills ur mouth when his voice registers through ur ears, is unsettling. Eddie Munson had been nothing but cruel to you for the past 3 years. You had no idea why. You had even tried to be his friend, but that was three years ago and you didn’t want to relive that moment.

You could sense his hateful stare on your back from across the cafeteria, something that wasn’t foreign to you. Ever since you moved to Hawkins, Eddie had hated your guts. Why? You had no clue. You had never called him any mean names, only approached him once.

It was sophomore year and your first day at Hawkins High. You had no friends and you were feeling particularly lonely. You watched the boy from your corner of the cafeteria. The way his chocolate brown curls bounced as he got up from his seat. The way his usual puppy dog, doe eyes turned into one’s full of pure anger and hate as he stared down one of the jocks. The way he climbed up on top of his table and screamed at that same jock from across the room. Watching as he made devil horns and stuck out his tongue and made devilish noises. It had made you giggle, you thought he was brave for that.

You hadn’t even realized you had ended up at his table. Your feet had almost carried you there before your brain could process anything. “What do you want?” he barked at you, braking you from your trance. “I-I” you couldn’t even get the right words out. He was so intimidating, but you liked it. “If you came here to make fun of me, you should save your breath.” He looked at you with his big brown eyes, something was behind them but you couldn’t quite tell what it was. “No! I just wanted to say what you did back there was really brave and really cool of you” you finally managed to get out. There was a beat of silence before Eddie was back on his feet, staring you down only inches away from your face. “Yeah well I didn’t do it for you so you can fuck off” the pure hatred in his eyes had caused you to back up and almost run out of the cafeteria, tears welling up in your eyes.

Little did you know, after you left the cafeteria one of the boys at his table had spoken up. “That was really harsh Eddie” it had been Dustin Henderson who had dared to speak up against the dungeon master. “Yeah” Mike Wheeler had agreed, along with all the other boys who sat at Eddie’s table. “She was probably just like the rest of them, if I had indulged she would have just played some stupid fucking joke on me” Eddie had replied with a tint of sadness and regret behind his eyes. “Had she been genuine?” He thought to himself. He was soon filled with nothing but guilt and regret.

Ever since that day, it seemed as though Eddie felt nothing but hatred towards you. Always burning holes in your back with hate-filled daggers from across the room, always whispering hateful things in your ear whenever he could. It had been three years and you had had enough. Usually you returned his snarky comments, giving the same energy back to him. But today was different.

You had already been having a rough day. First, you had gotten in a fight with your parents, over nothing particular, just them being complete and utter assholes to you for no reason. It didn’t end there. Once you got to school, you had over heard some cheerleaders talking about you. Normally, their cruel words wouldn’t have effected you, but today it left you with a bitter taste in your mouth and a heavy heart.

You had made your way to the girls bathroom, only to end up sobbing against the bathroom floor with your head in your hands. God knows how long you were in there before finally getting up and trying your best to fix yourself up in the bathroom mirror. By the time you got to class, you could feel the tears you had tried so hard to push away trying to escape your eyes once more. You hadn’t even realized someone was talking to you until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

You turned to look at whoever was attempting to talk to you. There he was, the last person you wanted to deal with today. Your glossy, red eyes met Eddie’s hate-filled, brown ones. “Damn y/n who’s got you looking like such a mess today?” You only glared at him in response. “Was it Jason? Or was it Andy? Or maybe it was Patrick? Too hard to keep up with all the guys you let between your legs.” Normally, it wouldn’t have bothered you, but the effect his words had on you today was so strong you felt the tears you had tried so hardly to conceal, making their way out of your eyes and down your cheeks. “Fuck you Munson” you had said, grabbing your bag and making your way out of the classroom, completely ignoring your teacher calling your name.

To say Eddie felt bad was an understatement. He felt absolutely horrible. The second he saw the tears in your eyes, his heart sank. Truth is, Eddie didn’t hate you. He actually really liked you, he just didn’t know how to express it. He had never been shown love as a kid, giving that his mother left when he was just a baby and his father never even cared about him in the first place. Wayne had been the only person to ever show him affection. Even then, Eddie had never been able to reciprocate it.

Eddie had thought about you every single day since your first encounter is the cafeteria. He wanted so badly to go back in time and change the way he had acted towards you. But it was too late. So Eddie did the only thing he knew how to. It was easier for him to pretend he hated you than to face the feelings he really felt towards you. But seeing you cry because of him filled Eddie with nothing but regret, guilt, and sadness.

After class was over, Eddie had made it his mission to find you and apologize. It was the least he could do, he thought to himself. After what felt like hours of searching the school with no luck, he was about to give up. Until he heard a door open. He turned around only to be met with the saddest pair of eyes he’d ever seen. Your hair was up in a messy bun with stray strands framing your face. Your cheeks were bright pink while the rest of your face was pale like a ghost. Your eyes were completely bloodshot from crying with bags underneath. Still, Eddie thought you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

The second you saw Eddie, you turned on your heels and made your way to exit the school. “Y/N wait!” he called after you. You continued to make your way towards the door, his footsteps getting closer and closer behind you. You were halfway to your car before you felt his hand on your shoulder, spinning you around in one swift movement. “What Eddie? If you’re just going to call me a slut or a whore or some other mean name just save it! I’m not dealing with this today.” The genuine pain behind your eyes left Eddie feeling even worse than he did before. “No, you’re not a whore or a slut. I just came to apologize for what I said back there. I crossed the line and I’m really fucking sorry.”

You were taken aback by his sudden apology. Eddie had never apologized for anything he said to you before. The usual hate in his eyes was replaced with worry and concern. His hand was still on your shoulder and you swore it was burning a whole into your skin. After what seemed like hours, you shook his hand off your shoulder and turned to walk away from him. But just like that day in sophomore year, in the cafeteria, your feet had carried you back right in front of him before your brain could even process what was happening. “I have never done anything to you Eddie. I have been nothing but kind to you even though you make my life a living hell every single day! Why? What have I done to make you hate me so much? All I ever wanted was to be friends with you. But you fucked that up just like you fuck up everything else in your life!” The words left your mouth faster than your brain could keep up.

Instant regret filled your head and you were about to walk away until you felt Eddie’s strong hands on your waist, pulling you close to him. Your eyes met his and before you knew it his lips were on yours. You were stunned at first, but eventually you returned the kiss. He tasted like cigarettes and weed, but you didn’t mind. His lips were soft against yours. As cliché as it sounds, it felt as though his lips matched perfectly with yours, like they were meant to meet. The kiss had your toes curling and your brain foggy. You didn’t even realized he had pulled away until you heard him speak.

“I never hated you and I never will. I’m so sorry for everything. I’ve liked you ever since that day you came up to me in the cafeteria. I’m just an idiot and I convinced myself you were playing a joke on me. I couldn’t believe a girl like you could ever possibly like someone like me. I’m so sorry y/n.” You looked up at him in complete and utter shock. Silence filled the parking lot. It wasn’t until you heard birds chirping in the distance that you were brought back into reality. You digested his words and spoke your own.

“I’ve liked you ever since I first saw you in the cafeteria that day in sophomore year Eddie.” You looked up at him, trying to read the look in his eyes. He responded by pulling you close to his chest. One hand on the back of your head and the other placed firmly against your back. He held you like that before speaking again. “I’m so sorry y/n. For everything.” He whispered in your ear. “I forgive you.” You said, pulling away to look him in the eyes. “Can we get out of here and do something? Just us.” You asked, without even thinking. “Of course, I have a few ideas in mind.” Eddie had said with his signature shit-eating grin. And with that, you both made your way to his van, hands intertwined.