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The Dumpster (aka Masterlist)

Hey guys! Per a lovely request, I started a masterlist for my fics lmao. Feel free to dive in and take a look around. It’s pretty thin right now though since my blog is new. I’ll be updating regularly the more i write, so don’t hesitate to make a request/gimme ideas so i can fill this up!

😈 = NSFW

💖= personal rec

✨= follower favorite

Imagines/Requests

Sons of Anarchy - Tom Holland HCs ✨

Work, Eat, Sleep, Live Well - James Holland HCs

Christmas Edition - James Holland HCs 💖

LOTR Movie Night Edition - James Holland HCs

UN CÂLIN - Harry Holland Imagine

Travelling Edition - Harry Holland Imagine

Comfort - James Holland Imagine

Best Friends - Tom, Jacob, & Haz HCs ✨

Alpha Sigma - Tom Holland || Fuckboy!AU ✨

Alpha Sigma: Part II - Tom Holland || Fuckboy!AU 😈

Alpha Sigma: Part III - Tom Holland || Fuckboy!AU 😈

Moodboards 

100 follower trash party - Honey & Venom

Hogwarts AU 

Honey & Venom - Slytherin!Tom x Hufflepuff!OC 💖✨

Peter Parker x OC

SHELTER - Peter Parker x East Asian!oc || Your Name!AU

Actual Trash (Smut)

Ready, Player 2? - Tom Holland x Reader 😈

Recyclables (Fluff) 

Everyone’s in love (but you and me)

Summary: Everyone at your best friends wedding seems to be in love. But you and Tom.

Words: 2892

Warnings: This is all just fluff, please enjoy and remember to send feedback/reblog if you enjoyed it!

This is a piece for a writing challenge!! (wow, Sophie actually posts for one of the many, many writing challenges she entered? unheard of!) it’s for @marvelousxtsh and @peeterparkr romcom writing challenge. the quote is “Number of current boyfriends: Zero.“ from Bridget jones’ diary 

Nothing about weddings were fun for Tom, who was so used to being alone that he was hardly phased when he ended up sitting alone at the table with a creaseless table cloth beneath his untouched expensive wedding food. He’d barely even lifted the fork, only choosing to glance briefly at his reflection to make sure his hair was still in place and there was nothing caught between his teeth.

It wasn’t that he was used to being alone. It was just that he wasn’t used to having someone’s hand to hold or hair to wrap around his fingers. He had long forgotten what it was like to have someone tangled up between his sheets as the sun streams in through the slit in the curtains and plush lips to kiss when his got bored.

He only knew what it was like to have temporary lovers who escaped before dawn, throwing on items of clothing back to front or inside out and wiping off the remains of their smudged lipstick. 

Tom was so used to relying on one night stands for the slightest bit of intimacy that the sight of the loved up couples around him made him screw his face up. Even if deep down inside, he was itching to have someone to hold too – someone that wasn’t his dog who enjoyed snuggling up beside him at night.

Some guests were drunk on the alcohol, barely letting their champagne glasses run empty while others were love drunk. Sipping solely on gentle sways in the centre of the ballroom, consumed with the thought and presence of the other.

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Unwritten Masterlist

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x F!Reader

Summary: Writer and pen pal of Eloise Bridgerton, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) had no plans to come out in society. Her family could hardly afford it after all. And she doesn’t need to marry, not when she can support herself and her family with her writing. But ever the hopeless romantic, (Y/N) embraces London society with hopes of finding inspiration for a new story. Only to find herself the subject of a love story right out of one of her favorite romance novels.

Prologue: The Letters 

Ch. 1: The Wanderer 

Ch. 2: Don Juan 

Ch. 3: Practical Education

Ch. 4: Self Control 

Ch. 5: Vanity Fair

Ch. 6 - coming soon

Ch. 7

a large miraculous fic rec list

i’ve been meaning to do this for a while but i’ve finally got a huge fic rec list. like. there’s a lot

fics with little stars next to them are my personal favorites!

feel free to add on to the list! i’m always looking for more fics to read

Cute/Fluffy/Good Feels

Check Plus One by volti Rated T Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Marinette is finally going to do it. She’s finally going to ask Adrien on a date. Of course, this poses a bit of a problem when he asks her first.

The Two Of Us by AnabielVriskaMars 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 12/? Summary: Marinette watched Adrien with poorly concealed desperation. She couldn’t pay for college, or an apartment, or even her meals. Not like this. All she wanted was his advice, little good though it will make. Adrien held her gaze. “What if I marry you?”

Truthful Scars by frostedpuffs (another one of mine.. shh) Rated T Chapters: 21/21 Summary: Adrien Agreste has never been an expert in controlling his emotions. When feelings for his classmate in pigtails begin to arise, he can’t stop himself from seeing her any chance he gets—even when wearing a pair of cat ears and a black tail. Although his affections are strong and true, he doesn’t exactly know how to deal with them, especially under the watchful eye of his father. After all, what’s a boy to do when he accidentally finds out that the girl he’s got a crush on returns his feelings?

We Need To Talk by frostedpuffs (don’t mind me… just putting one of my own on here….) Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Adrien and Marinette have been together for nearly five months now. When an akuma attack hits the school and Marinette can’t get away to transform quick enough, Chat Noir comes to her rescue, but does something Marinette would have never, ever expected.

first day of my life by belligerent 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Gamer AU, Ladybug and Chat Noir fight akumas through online gaming rather than in real life.

Telltale by Zizzani Rated T Chapters: 12/12 Summary: It all starts with a simple injury, but slowly Ladybug begins to really see who Chat Noir is, and Adrien begins to see Marinette…

Keep It In Your Plants by Reyxa Rated T Chapters: 7/? Summary: Flower Shop/University AU! Adrien and Marinette meet after Mari accidentally trips over one of Adrien’s flower displays and their friendship blossoms from there. Lots of fluff.

Lucky Us by PrincessKitty1 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 8/? Summary: Marinette Dupain-Cheng’s life isn’t going as planned: twenty-six, recently dumped, and running her parents’ bakery. The highlights of her day are the emails sent by her mysterious pen pal, Chat Noir. That is, until handsome model Adrien Agreste starts swinging by the bakery after hours. But how is he to know the Ladybug he loves is standing right in front of him?

Tikki’s New Friend by panda013 (Amiria_Raven) Rated G Chapters: 10/10 Summary: The dog was easily the height of his chest, and the young woman walking it could have only come up to his shoulder. But she was just cheerfully walking along beside the dog, chatting and laughing happily with a redheaded young woman. The dog was a big black beast—he didn’t know the breed then, nor did he particularly care, but it whined pitifully when its equally dark-haired owner paused to read a street sign. She just giggled and reached out a hand to ruffle its fur, and the giant’s tail wagged happily.

One Thing After Another by SKayLanphear Rated G Chapters: 15/15 Summary: Marinette notices that, sometimes, Adrien acts a little out of the ordinary–like the time he stood in a cardboard box for no reason, or when he actually hissed at Nino. It’s only when she starts to notice the similarities between Adrien and a certain feline that she begins to get suspicious.Basically, Adrien acts like a cat when he probably shouldn’t.

inking indigo by matchaball Rated G Chapters: 4/? Summary: Marinette is used to the fantastic and the impossible; she inks them on people’s skin everyday and watches them spark to life as soulmates come to find each other.An inevitable fate, one might call it. As if there isn’t a choice. Such circumstance is more a stubborn inconvenience to someone who believes otherwise. Marinette makes it a habit of defying the impossible as often as she can, even in the face of the new boy at the flowershop who quietly enters her orbit and offers her uncharted gardens of stargazers and cosmos to discover and claim.

Pick-Up and Chase by SKayLanphear 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 7/? Summary: A story in which Adrien is flustered, Marinette is smooth as glass at dropping lines, and Chat Noir gets the romance he was always asking for–even if he doesn’t quite know how to handle it.

my compass may be broke (but you follow where I go) by HearJessRoar Rated T Chapters: 1/1 Summary: “No wonder you didn’t care that Adrien was getting all chummy with Ladybug, you’ve been sneaking around with Chat Noir! Does Adrien know about this?” Adrien, who was well aware that his girlfriend quite liked kissing Chat Noir, said nothing from his perch on the chaise.

Paws Fur Coffee by Zaphirite Rated G Chapters: 6/6 Summary: He was so sure that Ladybug would already push him off a rooftop if she knew his civilian identity worked at a café called “Paws Fur Coffee” of all names (the owner is a dog person, but he’ll take it), but his flub on the chalkboard menu just topped it all off. His neat handwriting read back to him: “Chai Noir”. 

Intense [Like Camping] by kali_asleep Rated T Chapters: 2/? (Hasn’t updated in a while, unsure if being continued) Summary: It was supposed to be the perfect graduation trip: four days, just the four of them, camping in the forest. But things just don’t work out that way for Adrien and Marinette. As it turns out, the only thing worse than an accidental reveal is an accidental reveal in the middle of nowhere.

Sleepy Cuddles by quicksilversquared Rated G Chapters: 3/3 Summary: Both Adrien and Marinette have the tendency to cuddle up to others in their sleep, as both Nino and Alya have experienced. So when the opportunities arise, they toss their friends together and let the snuggles commence.

Snuggle Bug by imthepunchlord  Rated G Chapters: 5/5 Summary: In the winter time, ladybugs slow down to hibernate, and have been known to stowaway inside homes for warmth. Marinette is no different. As a true, sleepy and cold Ladybug, she’ll latch onto anything that moves. And is warm. 

did you get my message? by mazberrypie Rated G Chapters: 2/2 Summary: After a long night of working on some designs, Marinette doesn’t do a very good job of checking who she is texting.

Freckles, Dots, and Ladybug Spots by caibi Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: He traced the spots on her skin like they were parts of a constellation; little stars that would light the way. He didn’t know he’d follow the trail to the one he’d been meant to find.

Black Cats And Curtain Calls by BullySquadess 🌟 Rated G Chapters: 4/4 Summary: The actor spoke out with a friendly smile, his voice carrying through the theater to fill each corner with a rich tone. Marinette could practically feel half the audience fall in love… herself included. ((THEATRE!AU))

Chasing the C/h/atwalk. by Inkkerfuffle 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 13/13 Summary: Paris. The city of lights, love and fashion. Follow the progress of Marinette Dupain Cheng as she enters the extremely competitive world of Reality television for a chance to be the winner of Project Runway: France.

Quiet Ice, Silent Nights by Thelastpilot Rated G Chapters: 8/8 Summary: Cat Noir is on a late night patrol when he catches sight of an elegant lone figure skater, and is surprised to discover it is his classmate Marinette.

The Date by Magical_Awesome_Kid Rated G Chapters: 6/6 Summary: They had a simple deal: one date. Chat had one date to sweep Ladybug off her feet. If she still didn’t like him in that way at the end of the day, he’d give up his attempts altogether. Ladybug took the deal, knowing that her heart belonged to another. But we know them too well.

to you, i thee wed by megamegaturtle (Added 9/2/16) Rated T Chapters: 3/? Summary: Married at First Sight AU. They didn’t know they were marrying each other until the bride got to the altar. And then panic ensued.

spin cycle by tonguetiedcat (Added 9/2/16) Rated T Chapters: 4/? Summary: Adrien Agreste is on his own. Twenty years old and recently moved out of his childhood home, he has to learn the basics of adulthood: cooking, cleaning, laundry. It’s all new to him, but he finds that it isn’t so bad when he keeps seeing a certain blue-eyed, pig-tailed woman at the laundromat. He can’t believe it to be a coincidence that they always meet. It has to be destiny. 

In Sickness and In Health by kali_asleep (Added 9/2/16) 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 4/4 Summary: It’s not everyday you see a girl passed out on a roof in the middle of the night. But when that girl is a certain Marinette Dupain-Cheng, well, there’s not much else Chat Noir can do but help her, right?

Blind Spots by laundromatic, qookyquiche (Added 9/2/16) Rated G Chapters: 1/? Summary: Cooped up for too long, a blind Adrien decides to take matters into his own hands by entering public school…without his father’s consent. What’s the worst that could happen, right?

Purr by frostedpuffs (Added 9/2/16) Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: One of Marinette’s most favorite things is the way Adrien can purr. Sometimes she just can’t help but reach out to pet his hair, even while they’re in the middle of class.

Talk To Me by 1004_Angel (Added 9/2/16) Rated G Chapters: 14/? Summary: Character A couldn’t sleep and decided to call Character B. But instead miss-dialed the number by two, and ends up talking to Character C, a complete stranger. But Character A doesn’t know this until an hour into the conversation when they call them by Character B’s name. And Character C finally speaks up to say Character A has the wrong number. Character A becomes embarrassed and hangs up the phone. But not before saving Character C’s number. Because you never know when you need to talk to a stranger again.

Soon Today Will Be Tomorrow by Reyxa (Added 9/2/16) Rated T Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Marinette plopped down in her seat, groaning. “Today has been just peachy.” “Sorry Princess, I didn’t mean to burst in like that.” Chat gave a small smile as he passed her a bandage. “I guess… I was distracted.” “Yeah I can tell something’s on your mind. You’ve spoken like ten sentences and not one of them had a cat pun.” she joked lightly. He shoved a hand through his hair. “I’m proposing tomorrow.” he whispered.

Step Inside My Heart by Reyxa (Added 9/2/16) Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Marinette held the the marker to her face, and Sabine watched on with fear. “Marinette, no!” But she was too late. Marinette had drawn a full, curling mustache on her lovely face. She giggled, pigtails bouncing. “Mama, I look like Papa now!” “Mama?” Marinette tugged gently on a lock of Sabine’s hair. “Yes, cherie?” “Why does he have Papa’s mustache too?” Marinette pointed at Adrien whose face was pressed against the glass protecting the pastries, green eyes wide. Sabine had to do a double take but sure enough, Adrien was sporting a marker-drawn mustache identical to her own daughter’s. “Well, Madame,” Adrien’s mother laughed. “Seems like our children are meant for each other.”

tangled ribbons by demistories (Added 10/1/16) Rated G Chapters: 12/? Summary: Marinette is a small studio dancer who wins a scholarship to a summer long ballet intensive. Adrien is a famous ballet dancer who would rather be at home than at said intensive. The end of the summer will bring about a showcase that could make Marinette’s career, if she can ignore Chloé and focus on something other than Adrien. Sore muscles, coffee breaks, and video chats ensue. And there is an awful lot of fondue.

Angst/Action

combining these two categories since I don’t read too many of them

Sealed Away by ashesandhoney Rated T Chapters: 29/? (Hasn’t updated in a few months—unsure if discontinued, but still worth the read!) Summary: Set five years after Ladybug left Paris and Chat Noir is still trying to hold it all together without her. 

cold floors by demistories Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Chloe/Adrien friendship. Adrien feels sorry for being a bad friend.

Serendipitous Fate by SKayLanphear 🌟 (who ISN’T reading this fic it’s so good)  Rated M Chapters: 19/32 Summary: Adrien is excited to reveal his true identity, while Marinette is terrified. But Master Fu says they can’t afford to be distant any longer. Chat Noir and Ladybug are meant to work in tandem both in and out of uniform, their strength stemming from the bond created between them. Yet, teenagers are sometimes better at dancing blind than running with wide open eyes, even with the steps laid out before them. Steps in the path of an expanding world. Apart, they’ll flounder. But together, they might just stand a chance.

My Last Thoughts are of You by SKayLanphear Rated T Chapters: 3/3 Summary: When a freak accident sends Marinette into critical condition, the only thing she can think about is Chat Noir. She wasn’t going to make it and someone had to tell him. Otherwise, he’d never know what had happened to her–why his lady had never returned. And, as it just so happens, Adrien is there with her near the end, so she decides that he can take the message to Chat just as well as anyone. No character death, I promise. (This fic will make you cry.)

The Tendencies series by KryallaOrchid Rated T Three fics, all complete Summary: Miraculous have side effects. From pats becoming a necessity to eating flowers, follow Adrien and Marinette as they come to terms with their new tendencies, and each other. Hawk Moth is coming.

bye-bye, little butterfly by theprimrosepath Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Adrien has to relearn a world without Marinette in it.

pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere by myillusionsgone Rated G Chapters: 12/12 Summary: there were too many secrets in this city, and sooner or later, someone would choke on them. — marinette, adrien. Nearly three years after they first started to be Ladybug and Chat Noir, Marinette and Adrien find themselves with their backs to the wall. Or so it seems.

Without You by Inkkerfuffle Rated T Chapters: 3/3 Summary: The apartment is far too quiet now, far too lonely and cold now that Adrien had moved out. It’d been one week since he had finally taken all his stuff and moved away, and it’d been six days since Marinette had finally gathered the courage to set foot back inside the home they once shared. It just wasn’t supposed to end like this. In fact, it wasn’t supposed to end at all.

I Do? by SKayLanphear Rated T Chapters: 4/4 Summary: Marinette and Adrien are getting married! Unfortunately, Adrien is bothered by the fact that he didn’t invite Ladybug, while Marinette gets cold feet every time Chat Noir flits through her head. A story of mixed up love, rash mistakes, and two oblivious superheroes who should have figured things out a long time ago.

Impostor Syndrome by highspeedearth (Added 9/2/16) 🌟 Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Impostor Syndrome: when you believe it is only a matter of time before they find out you don’t know what you are doing. Marinette had a bad day, and this time transforming into Ladybug doesn’t help. Chat Noir plucks her off the Eiffel Tower for a pep talk.

Breaking News by SKayLanphear (Added 10/1/16) Rated T Chapters: 2/2 Summary: A nasty reporter hunts down Ladybug and Chat Noir until he finds out their identities, before promptly releasing the information to all of Paris. As a result, Marinette and Adrien not only have to deal with knowing one another’s identities, but the rest of the world knowing as well.

You’re definitely sinning reading these

Satisfaction Brought It Back by siderealSandman 🌟 Rated E Chapters: 19/? Summary: Most people rekindled friendships with people from high school over Facebook or Twitter. Most people met for coffee, shared pictures of their bratty children, and sent old friends Christmas letters once a year. Marinette was clearly not most people as she had somehow hooked up with her former high school crush on a bondage dating website and didn’t know it until he was standing in front of her with an identical look of bemused embarrassment plastered all over his pretty face.

Sugar, Sugar. by BullySquadess 🌟 Unrated Chapters: 2/? Summary: Sugar daddy AU. She needs money, he has money. He needs companionship, she’s his companion. In which two people find the thing they need the most in each other….   

Sunshine by okapifeathers (giratinas)  Rated E Chapters: 8/? Summary: Adrien feels a little warmer than usual when he looks at Marinette today. It’s probably just the summer heat, nothing to worry about. Right? 

You’d Be Oh So Nice To Come Home To by Operamatic Rated E Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Adrien and Marinette are busy. Between their jobs, moving, and attempting to be actual adults, they’ve barely seen each other. So what happens when she comes home with a haircut and he’s sporting a new set of glasses? They break in the kitchen table, of course.

Le Chat Noir by ParadiseAvenger 🌟 Rated E Chapters: 10/10 Summary: Le Chat Noir was the most popular strip club in Paris. Marinette could explain how she wound up there the first time, but she couldn’t explain how she kept coming back.

Too Real by PearLynn Rated E Chapters: 5/5 Summary: She knows that her hormones will be the end of her, sooner or later. And with the way Chat is looking at her now, she knows it will be sooner.

Summer in the City by kali_asleep Rated M Chapters: 3/3 Summary: In which Adrien discovers that peaches aren’t the only thing in season.

Clear as Day by orphan_account Rated E Chapters: 5/5 Summary: Adrien blames his insomnia on Ladybug. He copes through the only way he knows how.

The Consequences of Midnight Makeouts by Faequeen40 Rated T Chapters: 3/3 Summary: Marinette has a very distinctive hickey and it seems like the universe is out to get her.

Porte-Boner by abadmeanman (Added 9/2/16) Rated M Chapters: 22/? Summary: Under the watchful eye of Alya, Marinette and Adrien discover that alcohol is a powerful social lubricant. One very informative game of truth or dare later, two drunk teens have to sneak out of bed and go save Paris. Sure hope that doesn’t become a theme.

Strictly Business by KawaiiKekeChan (Added 9/2/16) Rated E Chapters: 8/? Summary: It has been ten years since she had last seen him in the flesh. Ten years since their one-night-stand, and suddenly those mortifying memories were swimming before her. Judging by the way Adrien’s face has turned ashen, he too was facing a similar replay.

Smoulder by midnightstarlightwrites (Added 10/1/16) Rated T Chapters: 19/? Summary: In which Adrien loses a bet and becomes an underwear model, Marinette loses her mind, and the whole fiasco starts a fire which might lead to the pair discovering their identities.

Aaand the rest

some fics i haven’t read all the way through to know its category or just some i cant shove into a specific category (but still love)

Have Your Cake (And Eat It Too) by LooseScrewsLefty, takethembystorm Rated G Chapters: 12/? Summary: Of all things Marinette expected to find when she answered the knocking on the bakery’s front door at four in the morning, her superhero partner was pretty low on the list.

The Space Between Us by chassecroise (rhapsodyinpink) Rated T Chapters: 13/? Summary: What’s a ladybug to do when her kitten becomes a cat?

The Night Patrol by chassecroise (rhapsodyinpink) Rated T Chapters: 9/10 Summary: Ladybug and Chat Noir independently discover each others’ civilian identities, and start doing their own night patrols to secretly learn more about one another. In the process, they find themselves falling even harder for each other—but when they fight together, both feel compelled to pretend that they don’t know the truth.

A Werecat in London by ThornQueen 🌟 Rated M Chapters: 25/? Summary: After an unfortunate encounter with an akuma while in London on a business trip, Chat Noir is forced to deal with the unexpected consequences. Can Ladybug help him return to his normal self, or will he be stuck for the rest of his life getting in touch with his wild side?

B is for Bourgeois by Zizzani Rated T Chapters: 7/? Summary: How will Chloe discovering Ladybug’s identity affect the way she views her idol? And the way she views Marinette.

Bare Necessities by Reyxa 🌟 Rated M Chapters: 17/17 Summary: Art School AU where Adrien is the nude model in Marinette’s human figure class. Major sin warning but it’s more awkward than sexy. Definitely not for little ears… or eyes I guess…

Pas de Chance by InsanitySilver Rated G Chapters: 1/1 Summary: A July night finds Paris tossed into chaos and two heroes scrambling for shelter. Ladybug takes Chat Noir to the only safe place she knows: home.

xxx by hchano, littleblackchat Rated G Chapters: 5/? Summary: He knows. The two words reverberated in an unwelcome mantra that haunted Marinette’s every thought and action. Brushing her teeth in the morning, each stroke echoed the rhythm. Every chewing knash of her teeth, every step on her way to school, every tap-tap, tap-tap of her pencil against paper rang in her ears, ‘he knows, he knows, he knows’. He knows I’m Ladybug.

boom, clap (the sound of my heart) by chassecroise (rhapsodyinpink) Rated T Chapters: 1/1 Summary: You can learn a lot of things about someone during a thunderstorm. Sometimes even more than you bargained for. (A post-Jackady Ladrien/Adrinette one-shot) 

How to Fail at Dating a Superhero by emerald_moons (Added 9/2/16) Rated T Chapters: 15/15 Summary: It all started when Adrien Agreste bid on Ladybug at an auction and won a date with her. At least, that’s how it was supposed to go.

Sting by KryallaOrchid (Added 9/2/16) 🌟 Rated T Chapters: 20/? Summary: When Chat Noir inexplicably disappears, leaving Ladybug beehind to face Papillon on her own, a new wielder is chosen to keep the akuma from swarming. Ladybug is adamant she doesn’t want another partner buzzing around and why is this newbee flirting with her? Meanwhile, Adrien just wishes Ladybug would stop bugging out and listen to him because his bee puns are fuzz-tastic.

wanna chat? by demistories (Added 10/1/16) Rated T Chapters: 8/? Summary: A hilarious group chat fic that had me laughing during class.

im sure there’s tons more i haven’t read so feel free to add on!

Common Chinese characters, part 1-3 

Coulda Fooled Me, Man [s.h.]

Fandom: Stranger Things Pairing: Steve x reader Word count: 5.2k Warnings: season four spoilers, fluff, fear of water/drowning, mention of blood, slight love triangle with eddie bc i can’t help myself, gaslighting you all into thinking the Wheeler’s have a front porch, deviation from canon towards the end

“More water,” you groan, a close relative of a whine, more to yourself than to your friends. Looking skyward, as if your salvation swirled in the twinkling cosmos, you ask, “why does it always have to be water?”

“Aww, don’t worry. I’ll hold your hand if you get scared.” Eddie teases, hands squeezing your shoulders softly from behind. You ignore the jab and instead focus on the comforting touch, though fleeting.

You continue. “If I see one more boat after tonight, I’ll be gagged.” 

Eddie leans into Robin beside him with faux secrecy. With a square mouthed cringe, he whispers loudly, “Wait ‘til I tell her about the cruise tickets I bought for the gang.”

You direct a glare at him, veins heating up. While you’re mostly sure that he’s joking, there’s no sooner time than the present to start practicing trust issues.

“Watch yourself, Munson.” Dustin chides with a cheerful grin, the sight alone aiding in further soothing your nerves. “There’s a fire in those eyes that’ll flame that perfect hair to a crisp.”

“Hey, look at me.” Steve enters your line of sight, draped perfectly before you so as to block out the rest of the world. Your body starts to cool under his brown eyed gaze, a new heat taking place at your face. He knows more than anyone here your struggles with swimming, and water in general. “You don’t have to do this. You know that right?”

“And let you go by yourself? No way.”

“Well, I won’t be going by myself.”

“You know what I mean, Harrington.” Your eyes almost pierce his in a glare. Since the inception of your childhood born friendship, there had never been a time you and Steve let the other go about something scary alone. Like in kindergarten, when your grandfather died. Steve came to the funeral service, his hand etched to yours the entire time, like it belonged there. Or in the sixth grade, when Steve needed to get braces. You returned the favor and held his hand throughout the entire procedure, even if it proved to be a nuisance to the dental assistants assigned to him. “‘To the moon and Mars,’ remember?”

A shy, reminiscent grin tugged at his lips. His eyes escape yours so he can look down and shake his head with a huffed laugh. They find yours again easily, voice soft. “I remember.”

“Then let’s do this.”

Steve and Eddie work on preparing the boat, each of you taking turns boarding. Robin goes first, bracing each of her hands on Steve’s and Eddie’s heads as a makeshift railing. Nancy follows, and you decide you’ll go next, despite the leaf-like trembles embedded in your clammy hands.

Lifting a hand out to grasp yours, Steve squeezes your fingers tenderly as he helps you aboard. The hand braced at your back, probably Eddie, adds stability to your body as the boat ebbs under the added weight.

You can only breathe again once you’re seated, perched on a bench across from Robin and Nancy. 

“I thought you said there was only room for four!” Dustin exasperates as Steve and Eddie join you and the girls. 

Steve throws a fake apologetic glance to the boy as he tucks himself in beside you. Eddie’s on your other side, all three of you packed onto one bench. The comfort rate is low, but you have to admit you feel safer tucked between them. Less possibility for your body to be jostled by the waves, that way.

As Robin and Nancy begin to row you away from shore, Steve is quick to check in. Leaning closer to you, he scans your features—and definitely detects the existential fear splattered on your face like spaghetti sauce after a cafeteria food fight—before saying “Okay. How are we doing?”

If he hadn’t already seen the blatant terror in your brow, perhaps you could’ve gotten away with lying.

“Oh, totally terrified.” You say with faux cheer, throwing a delusional wish to the stars that your forced smile will somehow trick your mind into feeling more calm. “But it’s fine. I’ll be okay.”

Like a switch, those final words enhance your hyperfixation on the waves carrying you to the middle of the lake. How they ebb and flow, tilting the boat in a slow waltz at midnight. Except your partner keeps stepping on your toes. The heel of your shoe is two twirls away from perfectly snapping in two. A loose thread of your lovely laced gloves hooking onto their wristwatch’s spine.

Until the sun comes. Its warmth cradles your cheeks, spreading through the rest of your body in a tropical gradient. You’re seated at a gimmicky vacation themed cafe, a coconut punctured with a straw perched on the white wicker table before you. The sundress adorning your body hugs you perfectly, as if designed with you in mind. You’re safe. Content. Perfect, even.

Back to reality, you look down and realize Steve’s hand has nestled with yours. Fingers tightly tangled. As your eyes catch his, he throws you a small smile, eyes squinted with reassurance. You force a smile back.

“Um, guys?” Eddie mumbles distractedly. You quickly avert your gaze from Steve, embarrassed, thinking he was speaking to the two of you. That changes when you actually look at him, though, his eyes locked onto the compass cradled in his palm. Being right next to him, he shows the device to you first. “Is this supposed to be happening?”

With a perplexed lilt to your brow, you use your free hand to take the compass in your grasp. Your other hand retains its tight grasp on your True North, while you watch the compass needle haphazardly scramble in search of theirs.

You lean in, closer to the center of the boat with the compass tilted skyward for your friends to see. They crowd in, all of your heads nearly pressed together as you take in the phenomena.

Dustin’s voice crackles from the walkie. “Guys, what’s going on?” A pause. “Come on, talk to me. What’s going on?”

Robin responds, hands tucked around the device. “Uh, Dustin, your compass has gone from wonky to wonky with a capital ‘ahh!’”

If possible, the sky grows darker than before. Steve slips his hand from yours, and you watch, stunned, as he starts to untie his shoelaces. “Whoa, hold on. What are you doing?”

“Somebody’s gotta go down and check this out.” His arm jostles against yours as he struggles to move with the limited occupancy. This hardly phases you, however, limply ebbing against his shimmies to remove his shoes and socks. You’re discreetly shaking your head before you realize it. “Unless one of you four can top being a Hawkins High swim co-captain, and a certified lifeguard for three years, then it’s gotta be me.” No, it can’t be. “No complaints, all right?”

“Weird time to be bragging about your aquatic achievements,” Eddie relents from your other side. “But I won’t stand in your way. Roll a natural twenty, man.”

Steve is visibly confused by the reference. “Thanks, man.”

You’re frozen, staring out at the darkened waves. Thinking of what lurks below, what Steve could run into down there, sends your pulse into overdrive. Luck would truly be on your side if you don’t need to call a rescue squad by the time this night ends. If it ever does, anyway.

Steve enters your line of sight again. You want to say it’s because he knows you so well and can detect even the slightest quirk to your brow, but you’re sure the anxiety is just emanating from your being in droves at this point. Max can probably see it all the way from the shore. And that’s without binoculars. “Hey,” his voice is so soft around the edges it makes your tear ducts burn. “I’ll be fine. I’ll come back to you. I always do.”

All you can do is nod with a forced smile, not trusting your vocal chords to fray and unravel at the smallest tug of pressure.

With one last squeeze to your shoulder, Steve is standing and shedding his shirt. He tosses the yellow crew neck to you. You’re staring at him again, but for a different reason. This given appearance wasn’t foreign to you, but it also wasn’t as familiar as you’d want it to be. 

Your nose begins to burn.

“Gross,” Robin chimes in, flicking the newly lit cigarette from Eddie’s fingers. He watches, disappointed, as it dives into the water. 

“Is now really the best time for that?” Nancy admonishes.

Eddie flails, and you catch his wrist right before it can make contact with your face. “Have you been alive today? I would argue that now is the perfect time for that!”

Steve looks down at the water, the trepidation written so plainly on his face you could mistake him for a post-it note. Before you can stop yourself, you’re latching onto his wrist. He cranes his head to watch you over his shoulder. “Be careful, yeah?”

Twisting his arm in your grasp so he can squeeze your wrist, he says, “of course.” He looks at the gang. “Stay out of trouble while I’m gone?”

“No promises!” Robin gushes, sugary sweet, flicking another lit cigarette from Eddie’s clutches. He smacks his leg and curses under his breath.

Steve sends you one more meaningful look before he’s swallowed by the waves. The anxiety increases by tenfold without him pressed against your side. You wring your hands together to trap their tremble.

Quiet befalls the group, your only background noise being the oceanic soundtrack which trickles around you in micro pecks. The longer you wait, the more convinced you become that Steve isn’t coming back. That you’ll never get to see him again. Laugh with him again. Hold him again.

Maybe you should’ve told him how you felt when you still had the chance. You tug his sweatshirt closer to you.

“Hey,” Eddie lowers his head, nearly tilting it sideways, to meet your gaze. His fingers tap your temple gently. “How’s it going in there?”

A faint exhale escapes your nose, the lamest excuse of a chuckle you’ve ever heard. You appreciate the concern. “Hanging in there. I just hope he’s okay.”

His lips tilt to the side in a reserved smile, but you also notice a freckle of forlorn acceptance in his eye. Voice dropping into a whisper saved for you, he says, “You really care about that guy, huh?”

Your heart skips, peeking at the girls across from you to make sure they’re still engaged in whatever conversation they might be having. They look drawn into their own world enough that they didn’t hear Eddie, but you wouldn’t be surprised if at least Robin didn’t have one ear directed towards you. Drifting back to Eddie, you say quietly with a chuckle, “of course I do. He’s my best friend.”

“Coulda fooled me, man.”

Lips parting to respond, a dull shriek escapes instead, as Steve breaks through the water’s surface with a gasp. The rest of the gang is startled, too, Eddie clutching to your shoulders in a panic. You think his scream was the loudest, if your ringing ears have anything to say about it.

“I found it,” Steve announces, taking two final breastrokes to reach your side of the boat.

“You found it?” Nancy echoes excitedly.

“I found it.” He repeats, hypoxicated disbelief on his tongue. Hands clutching to the boat’s rim to give his arms a rest, he says again, “yeah, I found it.”

Relief breaks out into hives across your skin in the form of goosebumps, coming down from the overheated peak of your anxiety. The sigh nearly deflates your body, lips tugging up into an agile grin. Your fingers grasp onto his, the look on your face contagious enough for Steve to mirror it.

“Dustin, you are a goddamn Einstein.” Robin says over the walkie with a happy fatigue. “We found the gate.”

“It’s pretty wild,” Steve says while you all wait for a response from the teens at shore. He braces his arms atop the boat. “It’s more of a snack-size gate than the mama gate, but, still, it’s pretty damn big.”

That’s when your heart stops. Or that’s how it feels anyway.

Steve suddenly propels downward, as if tugged by the ankle. His white-knuckled grip on the boat keeps him afloat, but the force of whatever grabbed him had caused the boat to violently bob. Everyone clamors to stay afloat. Sweat immediately gathers at your hairline, and you feel as if all the bones in your hand could shatter from the deathly chokehold you retain on the bench below. A barely there whimper nestles into the back of your throat.

Then he’s gone. Steve. Forced back into the water against his own volition. Hands flayed in a panic, they’re the last things you see before he’s fully taken under. 

The last word to fall from his lips is your name.

“I have to go in.” The words are spoken shyly, despite their willingness to come out, a reluctant admittance to your new fate. Your plea is hardly heard over the screams of your friends, still reeling from Steve’s being reeled under the current. Fingers grasping Steve’s sweatshirt to tug it over your body—your biceps had been getting cold anyway, exposed to the chilly nip of night’s teeth—you speak louder this time around. “I’m going after him.”

“Are you insane?!” Nancy screeches. “No, I’ll go.”

“Well, gate’s at the bottom, isn’t it?” The words dribbled from your lips quickly, eyes flickering between your friends and the dark abyss beneath. “Isn’t this the one time that not knowing how to swim should come in handy?”

“The lady makes a fair point,” Eddie agrees, only to endure an arm smack from Robin.

“Not if she actually drowns!” She all but shrieks.

“I won’t!” You argue, trying to mask the clear anxiety zapping your veins. “I’ll just toss myself into the water, sink for a little bit, then boom. No harm done.”

“Just stay with the boat.” Nancy pleads. “Please.”

“Yeah? Well, the idea of something happening to Steve freaks me out infinitely more than some water. End of story. I’m going in.” You were running out of time. God only knows what’s happening to Steve on the other side. 

Everyone is silent for a beat. 

Until Robin holds out a hand, a begrudging, almost knowing, smile painting her lips. “Fine, you stubborn idiot. But you’re not allowed to let go of me. Got it?”

Next thing you know, you’re in the water. It burns your eyes to keep them open in the dark, lurky murks, but it would help to know exactly where you’re drowning yourself to. Robin keeps one hand tightly latched to yours, as if melded by superglue or a dress zipper that refuses to budge. She pushes the other through the vast depths, kicking her legs so you’ll get to the bottom faster. You try to mimic her movements, unsure if they’re actually helping or not. It may sprinkle speed into the passage, but the distraction of doing something with your body might be playing tricks on you.

That’s when you see it: the gate.

Like an oasis surrounded by a sea of sand. A blue accent wall meant to bring life to the otherwise dull color palette of a hospital. Steve, spotted within an instant of searching a voluminous crowd.

Red glow seeping through the black branch-like coils awaits you, roaring faintly with the eerie moans and creaks of the upside-down. You’re scared, but intrigued. It draws you in.

Emerging from the water, you catch sight of Steve. You can finally breathe again.

Until you hear his screams.

He’s overtaken by these bat-like creatures which swarm his being. They’re above him, beside him, on top of him. Some bite and tear into his flesh.

Not for long.

Swinging at one with a nearby branch you’d found, you spit out a “go back to Hell!” as it unlatches from Steve and soars to the ground with a thunk.

“I think we’re already there!” Eddie hollers, taking down another one.

You all take turns batting at the bats until they’ve all succumbed to your willpower and determination to save Steve. Exhaustion melts into your bloodstream, but you power through. For him.

Magnetized with unnerve, you’re by his side the second the last bat hits the ground.

“You’re here.”

Unable to take your eyes off his sustained injuries, the blood seeping from his wounds—he should be okay, just needs to be bandaged up. Maybe Nancy wouldn’t be too bummed to donate her scarf to a greater cause—you’re only able to grant a customary glance at his face before you’re looking down again. He receives the muttered response, “where else would I be?”

“You came after me,” he points out, like he’d just connected the largest, most obvious pair of dots that you’d have to be a dufus to miss. 

Color yourself a dufus, you guess. “I know.”

A hand grasps your wrist, softly. His hand. “You can’t swim.”

Eyeing the contact before slowly scrolling up to his eyes, you respond. “I know.”

His brow creases upward briefly, the slightest flicker of emotion. All freedom of movement within you is suddenly lost, unable to tear yourself away from his gaze. From his hold, his fingers still wrapped around your wrist. The touch is firm, grounding, as if his eyes aren’t enough confirmation that you sit before him. His thumb crosses your skin so feather-light it almost tickles. Flamed heat warps your cheeks and neck, like you’re leaning in to blow out your birthday candles and overestimate the distance.

You assume time to move differently in the upside-down, but a local clock could tell you years had passed—and you’d hardly bat an eye.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You’re in the woods now, surrounded by the brush of big trees, and under the sound dampener of Skull Rock. Demobats had overpopulated the place the gate had dropped you at, so you had to get out of there. A collective sigh of relief is felt and heard through the gang.

As you separate from the tighter protective coil you’d been wrapped in with one another, you notice Steve moreso stumbles from the group. He braces against Skull Rock’s jaw. 

“Stevie?” you try, making it to him faster than you ran to escape the demobats. “You good?”

“I’m fine.” He mumbles, an obvious lie. Slumping further into the rock, he repeats, “I’m fine.”

“Okay,” you say with a gentle finality. Gentle as a sunflower, you grab his forearm with one hand, using the other to brace against his bare torso. Tugging him down in hopes he’ll see the point, you mumble, “sit down, you liar. You’re losing blood.”

His chuckle is faint, but still floats into your ears with a warm whisper. You both lower to the ground, his hands clutching to your arms as a wave of pain seems to rush through him. 

Scooting closer, you brush a hand over his cheek. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.” Turning to Nancy with what you hope is a charming smile, you say, “hey, Nance. Looking radiant. Got any important plans for that scarf?”

With a reluctant grimace, she hands it over.

“I’ll buy you a new one the second we get back home. Promise.” You assure, taking the garment from her hands.

“You better,” she jabs, its edges softened by the humorous quirk of her lips.

Steve’s already staring at you when you turn back to him. You quickly avert your gaze, pulling him away from the rock so you have enough room to wrap his torso. “Okay, let’s get you patched up, huh?”

As you’re wrapping Nancy’s scarf around him, he gets to his knees to match you, arms raising from his sides.

You make the mistake of looking up.

With his hands braced behind his head, his arms form two mirrored triangles; a glimmering diamond in this otherwise desolate sea of barren ash and decay. His biceps are flexing due to the pose. Chin tilted towards the sky, his Adam’s apple is more pronounced and his neck, elongated. Eyes closed, lashes feathering his cheekbones. His pretty lips are parted, presumably in pain, but you can’t deny he looks good. You can’t control your cognitive functioning, especially around him.

He looks like a Greek god.

You quickly finish tying and knotting the scarf around his wounds, hoping that the snickers you hear to the right aren’t directed at your obvious ogling. 

Though they definitely are.

Especially when your eyes catch Robin’s and she wiggles her eyebrows at you.

“Okay, good as new.” You tell Steve quietly.

He slumps back against the rock at the news. Dropping his otherworldly supermodel  pose, he squints his eyes open. Clearing your throat, you back away slightly. You can’t get too far, however, his hand finding your wrist again. You wonder if his fingers will leave a permanent mark on your skin with the home they’ve found there. A brand, or a tattoo. His voice is still weak, but definitely stronger than it was mere moments ago. “Thanks.”

“Always,” you return, lips curving at the sight of his scrunched nose. He’s so adorable.

Eddie pops the bubble, shrugging off his jean vest and handing it to Steve. “For your modesty.”

Steve nods in thanks and starts to throw it on, when your voice stops him. “Oh, wait. Here.” Gesturing to his sweatshirt on your body. “You can have this back.”

His hands reach out to hold yours in place, effectively stopping their movement. “After you stunk it up? No way.”

You’re gobsmacked for a second, trying to register his playful jab. Then you scoff, shoving his shoulder gently since he’s still likely in pain. “If I stink in this thing it’s only because you put the stench there in the first place, Harrington.”

“You’re probably right,” he relents, and you laugh for the first time since boarding that godforsaken boat. As you help him put on the vest, his smile is blinding. 

Like sticking a bottle of sunshine into a darkened closet.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

After establishing the next step of your escape plan, which was to walk to Nancy’s house and arm yourself with the guns she kept tucked away in her room, you began your trek through the woods.

You strode along the beaten path through the wilted trees with Robin and Nancy, hopping and stepping over Vecna vines as you went. Small bouts of laughter and strategy bounded past your lips the whole way. The reassurance of this new plan had seemed to brighten the group’s soul, bolstering your confidence to the point that you didn’t need to spend your time chomping your nails down to the root anymore. 

Steve and Eddie stay farther back behind you three, engaged in their own conversation.

About you.

“So, Y/N’s a real Betty, isn’t she?” Was how Eddie had chosen to approach the topic.

Steve immediately gets defensive. He tries to conceal it, waiting a beat longer to mimic casualty, but Eddie sees it on his face the second he finishes asking the question. “If you’re trying to ask for my blessing or something, the answer is no way in Hell.”

“Okay,” he draws out awkwardly. “Pushing aside my hurt feelings for a second, I mean no harm. Just having a conversation, is all.”

“Bullshit,” he jabs gently, eyes momentarily flickering to you to make sure you’re alright. He watches your head tilt back, laughing at something Robin said, and his lips tug. “Look, you don’t have to beat around the bush, man. I know you’re into her.”

“Duh, I have eyes,” he scoffs. “But I know true love when I see it, so I’m making the most selfless sacrifice here to help you use your own peepers.”

“True love?” Steve echoes incredulous. “What are you on about, Munson?”

“Look, the second you went under, and I mean the very second, that girl dove in headfirst after you, Harrington.” He watches Steve’s eyes immediately flicker to you. “She was the one leading the charge to come and rescue you, and she can’t even swim, man! We all tried to make her stay with the boat, that we would go in her place. You know what she said to that?”

Steve is breathing harder now, eyes flitting between your joyous figure and Eddie faster than a movie projector fluttering through frames. He can only shake his head in response to Eddie’s query.

They’re both halted in the path, Steve waiting with baited breath at what Eddie has to say. If Steve was expected to focus on his motor skills and you at the same time, he’d stumble and break his ankle if he so much as thought about that damned gorgeous smile of yours.

“She said,” Eddie pauses dramatically, before frowning. “Well, actually, I can’t remember.” Steve deflates, throwing his arms up exasperatedly. Eddie continues, “but, basically, she said that losing you would’ve been scarier than setting foot in any body of water. Any. Body. Of. Water.”

Steve’s eyes soften so much they begin to feel fuzzy. Chest cavity warm, as if someone put a candle in him like he was a jack-o-lantern. He can only see you, a physical diagnosis of the retina where his heart would only continue to beat from watching you.

“Now,” Eddie continues, more gently. The sight of Steve Harrington in love was endearing, to say the least. “I don’t know what happened between you. Why you’re not together anymore. But, I’d get her back.”

“‘Get her back?’” Steve echoes again, looking at Eddie again. Though not for long. “We never dated.”

“Coulda fooled me, man.”

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Relax finds your muscles later that night, at the Wheeler residence. The real one, not the abandoned grayscale remake. Outside, the cool air is a welcome inhaler to your lungs, the inexplicable smell of Spring like a refreshing glass of pink lemonade. Ice knocking around its container like a wooden wind chime.

“There you are!” A voice gushes. Peeking over your shoulder from your being braced against the porch railing, you see Steve. Flowers begin to sprout in the front yard. They wind and intertwine with one another, vine-like in their trail up your legs to ascertain your heart. He grows closer, and the vines tug. “I was worried about you.”

With a soft grin, you roll your eyes. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’m fine.”

“Oh. Y/N.” He pretends to only acknowledge your presence now. With a point to your body, he justifies, “I was actually just talking to my shirt.”

You guffaw and shove him. Though he sways from the force, the grin on his lips couldn’t be any more gleeful. “Always some kind of trick up your sleeve, eh, Harrington?”

Tossing an arm around your shoulder, he looks into the dark night alongside you. “That depends. Does it annoy you?”

You consider the question. “Occasionally.”

“Then yes.”

Full chuckles resonate on the porch, both yours and Steve’s shoulders shaking in tandem: palm trees in motion. Appreciating his warmth, you lean into his hold. His fingers tighten around your shoulder a fraction, tugging you closer. Though his bandages are fresh and his face has been rid of the dirt that once caked his skin, leaving only disinfected cuts in their wake, he doesn’t smell too great. You’re also certain you don’t exactly smell like a rose garden, despite receiving similar dirt removing rituals as Steve. It’s hard to care, though, his hold on you feeling so destined.

You feel the weight of his head press onto yours, and he asks, softly, “seriously, though. You’re okay?”

“I am.” It’s the first time tonight you’ve been able to say that and actually mean it. “Or, I will be, at least. Nothing a good nap can’t fix, at this point.”

He hums in agreement. “Ain’t that the truth.” With a soft sigh, he begins “tonight was,” only to trail off, shaking his head lightly against yours.

“Mental?” You try with a lifted brow.

His head tilts further into yours for a beat, as if considering the response. “Yeah, that’ll do. More like, that times, like, a million, but yeah. That’ll do.”

“I’m just glad we all made it out there alive.”

He hums again, further tightening his hold on you. As if you’d slip away, a receipt in the wind, if his grasp was too light. Before the topic can get too serious, and, because this is what Steve does, he cracks a joke. “Now if only I could take a damn shower. You especially.”

Expecting the punchline, you just smirk. “Oh, that’s real nice of you, considering I spent most of today fearing for your life.”

He removes his arm from your shoulders, bracing his elbows on the railing to mirror you. His arm is pressed so tight against yours you’d think they made one ligament. Shimmying that shoulder into yours, he says, “that’s cute. You care about me, Y/L/N?”

“I’m not too sure, anymore. You’re kinda mean.”

“If I’m mean it’s only because you put the mean there in the first place.” He tries to echo your jab from earlier in the day. You sputter at his failed attempt, and he scrunches his face up in disappointment at himself, which only makes you laugh harder.

“You’re such a character, Stevie.”

He hums, before offering nonchalantly, “I’ll be any character you want me to be, so long as you get to play my love interest.”

You’re stunned into silence. All you can do is blink up at him.

“I love you. Really.” he says more seriously. “Like, I’m in love with you.” he chuckles to himself. “I think I’ve always been in love with you. I’m just an idiot, and, well, it took another idiot to help me figure it out.”

That’s when you realize. “Eddie.”

Steve nods. “He’s really got the hots for you.”

A knowing smile stretches across your face. “Maybe so, but I’m kind of in love with my best friend, so.”

His face relaxes in relief for a beat, before it scrunches up. “Kind of?” 

“What?” you offer innocently, turning to fully face him. Mirroring your actions, a smile sparkles in his eyes, shaking his head to himself minutely. Perhaps it’s just his addictingly overwhelming presence playing tricks on you, but it feels like he’s inching closer. “I mean, I haven’t even kissed the guy. How can I know if he—”

A welcome interruption, Steve’s lips on yours. His hands, gently cradling your face like you’re the damn most precious thing in his world. The words die on your tongue as his licks into your mouth, a soft hum of content coming out instead.

Warm and bright, you feel like you can see the sun rise behind your eyelids. Orbs of orange marry yellows of the most magical hue, footsteps tracing the horizon in their dance to the top. Though they burn their fingertips on the sun’s surface, nothing compares to the way they burn for one another. With one another.

“To the moon and Mars, yeah?” The words tickle your lips, soft and sweet. A secret sealed behind his padlock heart. 

You never knew you always held the key until this moment. Trapped between your fingertips like a magician with her dog-eared quarters.

“To the moon and Mars, Harrington.”

Sex Pollen Fics (Peter Parker)

* = smut (this is an updated and expanded masterlist based off this mini-list)

*Sex Pollen (Series) - @lousimusician

you and peter decide to break into your dad's lab when peter comes across an interesting plant

*It Was The Plant - @eternalstann

you and peter run into some trouble on a mission when trapped in a laboratory with an alien plant

*Boundaries - @eternalstann

friends don’t cross certain boundaries

*Sex Pollen - @eternalstann

peter and y/n touch the plant and they fuck the whole night until their craving is gone

*Love Flower - @selfcarecap

you’ve read all about sex pollen online but you didn’t believe in it - but when you experience it first hand, that most definitely changes your mind - you even have to seek help from your best friend peter to relieve the burn between your legs

*Fool’s Gold - @allegra-writes

where the reader gets doused by the sex pollen instead of peter, but you don’t need to have read that first

*Tension - @rebeccccccaaa

you and peter have always been very flirty and touchy with each other. You chalked it up to just how he is, not that you minded - but what happens when peter gets hit with hydra’s infamous sex pollen and all he seems to be doing is moaning your name

*Sex Pollen - @sadchappuccino

peter gets hit by a strange plant now you have to find away to stop the symptoms

*Fuck Or Die - @peterparkerslefttesticle

peter comes into contact with sex pollen and his best friend wants to take away the pain

*Murphy's Law - @dirtychocolatechai

sex pollen peter but instead of him staying sweet it makes him dirty

*Sex Pollen - @donttellpeterparker

you noticed a strange plant in peter's room

*All I Ever Need - @neko-rogers

peter warned you about the dangers of online dating

You’re The Cutest

Summary:Peter just loves when you wear his clothes

“Is that my shirt” -#13 for @starksparker Summer Writing Challenge

“Shit.Shitshitshit”You quickly ran around your room trying to find a clean shirt and any type of bottoms.You didn’t care.You were about an hour late to school and the only reason you woke up was because your boyfriend had been blowing up your phone with texts and calls.Five missed calls and forty-five text messages to be exact.You didn’t tell him you were missing school,which you normally did so he was probably freaking out

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