STRANGER THINGS 3.03 "The Case of the Missing Lifeguard" | 5.04 "Sorcerer"

Will really did see into the future.

Happy Candle month to all who celebrate!

The Candle Girls are back with their new friend, Kwanzaa!

It's that time of year again!

A few new friends have joined the celebration this year- Yule, Diwali, and St Lucia's Day!

Happy Holidays to everyone who celebrates ❤️‍🔥

Humans and little lights

Happy Candle month to all who celebrate!

The Candle Girls are back with their new friend, Kwanzaa!

It's that time of year again!

A few new friends have joined the celebration this year- Yule, Diwali, and St Lucia's Day!

Happy Holidays to everyone who celebrates ❤️‍🔥

Humans and little lights

How I feel asking for a Pt 2 😔

FIRST TIME - BILLY HARGROVE X READER (18+)

word count: 6359 // masterlist | inbox (please request ! ) | WIP list

summary: after a year long relationship that yielded nothing more than a few pathetic pecks on the lips, you venture out to get kissed. It's a stroke of cosmic luck that the man who chooses to kiss you is one of Hawkins's hottest.

Contents/Warnings: afab!reader, smut (18+), kissing, makeouts, fingering, brief oral sex (m receiving), brief mentions of virginity/virgin kink

A/N: this is special for many occassions! first, because I actually started and finished something that i haven't had sitting in my drafts for two years! second, because i'm finally back into the swing of things with stranger things and billy to boot. and third, because i hit 1K!!!!!! thank you so so much for helping me hit this milestone, it feels insane and i'm so ready to celebrate! i'm planning on a little writing event to celebrate even more but for now enjoy 6.3K of nasty billy smut <3

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! your feedback motivates me to write more, so thank you for your support :-)

will byers you are the coolest gay person ever

𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 [𝒊𝒊𝒊.]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ summary: “Own your threats, Hargrove. You’re boring me.” A spark in his stare, quick and dark. “Don’t tempt me.”

⊹ ࣪ ˖ pairing: billy hargrove x f!reader

⊹ ࣪ ˖ wc: 6.8k+

⊹ ࣪ ˖ warnings: they're putting ENEMIES into enemies to lovers, which is to say, asshole!billy this chapter

⊹ ࣪ ˖ notes: I enjoyed writing this chapter far too much, they're both such assholes. hope you enjoy part 3, and thank you so so so much to everyone who has liked/reblogged/commented so far!

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Two weeks is just enough time for Hawkins High to rearrange itself around a new sun. 

The first week, it’s simple curiosity. 

“Who’s the new guy with the shiny Camaro?”

“Have you seen his hair?”

“He’s from California, did you hear—”

It all comes to you in scattered fragments: in the bathroom while the hand dryers roar, in the lunch line beside Eddie while the mash slops wetly onto your tray, in the crackle of whispers at the back of the homeroom. The teachers eye Billy warily for a day, then file him under behavioural problems, let the guidance counsellor deal with this one and move on. The boys in your school watch him like you would watch a dog thrown into a yard full of other dogs, waiting to see who will snap and show their teeth first. 

Billy Hargrove doesn’t bite. Not right away.

POSSESSIVE HEAT

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Cw: jealousy • toxic romance • intense kissing • grinding • rough softness • SFW but insanely spicy

⋆.𐙚 ̊𝓜𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝓗𝐲𝐝𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐬 .ᐟ

this came to me in a vision. i need to be stopped. anyway, strap in and strap-on for this joyride of christmas themed fics, each one inspired by a different track off of sabrina's christmas EP, fruitcake + 1 extra special surprise fic <3

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ santa doesn’t know you like i do. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. (ex)stepdad!bucky barnes, (ex)stepcest, age gap.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ title unavailable! | 9th of december. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. bucky barnes, [redacted], fic exchange.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ cindy lou who. | 15th of december ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. bff!clark kent, friends to lovers, miscommunication.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ white xmas. | 22nd of december ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. the winter soldier, soulmate au, ‘first snow’.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ a nonsense naughty christmas.| 25th of december ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. husband!bucky barnes, manchild au, breeding kink.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ buy me presents. | 28th of december ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. sugar-daddy!bucky barnes, yearning, mile-high club.

𝜗𝜚₊ ˙ is it new years yet? | 31st of december ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⤷ ft. ex!clark kent, exes to lovers, red sun exposure.

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍! | 𝐒.𝐇.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

౨ৎ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

౨ৎ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: before Hawkins High crowned him “King Steve,” Steve Harrington was your best friend. the boy you biked home with after school, the boy who knew all your secrets, the boy who swore he’d never change. then freshman year happened. his new friends didn’t like that he hung around someone so “pathetic”, and Steve didn’t defend you when they cornered you. one stupid moment of betrayal was all it took to end years of friendship. You hardened yourself, dropped the girl he once knew, and built a life where Steve Harrington no longer existed. but when Will Byers goes missing and your little brother Dustin starts acting suspicious, Hawkins becomes anything but normal. you start noticing strange lights, weird noises in the woods, and a mysterious girl hiding in the Wheeler's basement, and suddenly, Steve is everywhere again. you don’t want anything to do with him, but the world is falling apart, Dustin is in danger, and Steve keeps proving he isn’t the same coward who let you down years ago. as monsters crawl out of the dark and secrets unravel, old wounds reopen and so does the possibility that maybe Steve Harrington was never meant to stay out of your life.

౨ৎ 𝐓𝐖: bullying, verbal harassment, language, violence, past betrayal, alcohol, parties, drugs, toxic relationships, abuse, manipulation, aggression, trauma, jealousy, possessive behavior, angst, canon character death, smut scenes (18+/skippable), normal stranger things stuff, (lmk if I missed anything!)

౨ৎ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 (𝟔/𝟏𝟎 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙)

Me waiting on y'all to make them stranger things fics

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From Across The Hall

part one 𝜗ৎ part two 𝜗ৎ

SYNOPSIS: You finally got your own place -a tiny apartment! However, you live across a woman who doesn't seem to be appreciative of your efforts to become friends.

It doesn't take long before a little 'rivalry' occurs between you two due to your differences.

WARNINGS: enemies to lovers trope, pure fluff, modern au, slight age gap (reader is early-mid 20's and Sevika is just her canon age), reader loves gift giving (this is relevant trust me)

WORD COUNT: 3.2k

A/N: I based this off of a reel I saw...

You've finally moved out of your parents' house.

After spending the past two or three years looking for an apartment - since it was the only thing you could afford - you've finally found one. One that's affordable and in a great area. What's even better is that you're now even closer to your workplace.

It seemed like everything was working out in your favour.

The day you moved in to apartment 203, was a day you considered a new chapter in your life.

You spent the day unpacking the abundant amount of boxes that you had brought with you, placing them in their designated spots. You had finished earlier than you thought you would, and you thought that maybe you'd spend the rest of your time meeting your neighbours - who you'd hope could be some new friends of yours.

You hadn't wanted to intrude on any of them without anything, as it would've felt embarrassing for you. So, you decided to rummage through one of your boxes that you titled "miscellaneous." Knowing that you had some unused candles that you had bought not so long ago, during your short-lived candle obsession.

You carefully placed the candles in a little tote bag that you had already unpacked - making sure not to break them. As you walked out of your apartment, you had decided to start with the two people that live on either side of your door.

Apartment 201.

You knocked on the door, a smile on your face and hope in your mind that you weren't disrupting anything important. As the brown wooden door opened, there stood a short light blue haired girl with braids in her hair. Next to her, stood an even shorter girl with similarly coloured blue highlights in her hair.

"Hi," you say, still smiling.

"Who are you?" The taller girl asks, her phone in hand.

"I just moved in," you say, "I just wanted to meet the people that live here and give them-"

You were cut off by the girl, "I don't live here."

Suddenly, the girl disappeared into the apartment - the smaller girl following closely She left the door ever so cracked open. It wasn't enough for you to look into the apartment, but it was enough for you to hear her call out for someone named 'Vi.'

It didn't take long before a woman that was noticeably taller than the previous girl with dark pink-red hair appeared in the crack of the door. As she opened it wider, there stood a woman with dark blue hair.

You noticed the matching wedding rings on their ring fingers - which allowed for you to infer that they were together.

"Hi," you repeated yourself again, "I already introduced myself, sorta, to your daughter but-"

You had been cut off by the woman with dark pink hair, "that's my sister." She didn't seem offended by it, she seemed to have found your assumption funny as she chuckled ever so slightly.

You blinked at her for a bit.

Before thinking that it made sense since the girl had mentioned that she doesn't even live there; you also thought about how obvious the relation between them was, since it seems they had a habit of cutting people off mid-sentence.

You chuckled with embarrassment, before apologizing.

"Anyway," you smile, "I just moved in and as a little way of saying 'hi' I wanted to give you this!"

You pulled out a candle from your tote bag. One that was iris and white tea scented, as you felt it fit the aesthetic of the woman with dark blue hair.

She smiled as she grabbed the candle, opening it and taking a small sniff of it, before introducing herself as 'Caitlyn.' Her British accent catching you a bit off guard as she spoke.

"So," you turn to the woman that you presumed to be 'Vi', "you're Vi then?"

"Yeah," she says.

"Would you like to come inside for tea or coffee maybe?" Caitlyn asks. However, you shake your head 'no.'

"I want to meet the other neighbours first," you smile, "but, I'd love to some other time!"

"Ok," she smiles at you, "have fun, dear." She said as she disappeared into their well-decorated apartment; you could tell that Caitlyn had taken the duty of decorating.

Before you leave, Vi tells you to avoid apartment 202 - the room across from yours.

"She's just not the most welcoming," she says before you can ask why. You don't say anything, you simply turn your body to face the apartment door.

You sigh, "thank you."

She smiles and waves goodbye as she softly closes and locks the door. You decide to heed her little warning . Despite you thinking that she couldn't be that bad, before walking to apartment 205, the apartment that's to the right of yours.

You knocked on the wooden door that looked identical to your own.

As the door opened, there stood an average height guy who looked close in age to you. His thick white locks contrasted with his dark brown skin, and his brown eyes had surprise on them as he saw you.

"Hi!" You smiled at him, "I just moved in next door, apartment 203."

"Hey," he smiles back, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. You - nosily - look into the apartment, noticing the matching mugs and double-sets of almost everything; which allows for you to infer that at least two people live here.

"Anyway," you begin to open up your tote bag, planning to hand him a candle. "I wanted to-"

"It's you again," you heard a familiar raspy voice from behind you. As you turned around you saw the girl with blue braids, as well as the shorter girl that was hiding behind her legs.

"Hi!" You smile, "do you live here?" You say as you point towards the door.

She smiles and nods proudly as if it's an achievement - which it kind of is considering how expensive everything is nowadays. The little girl continues to hide behind her legs, as if she's too shy to face you. You crouch down to her eye level, still smiling.

"What's your name?" You ask.

However, the girl doesn't answer, and instead you hear someone respond from slightly above you. "That's Isha, and I'm Jinx." You stand back up to your normal height, now facing Jinx again.

"Then that's Ekko," Jinx says as she points to the white haired boy. "He's not important," she jokes.

"Are we gonna forget that I pay more than half of the rent?" He replies, chuckling softly. Jinx quickly steps towards him, leaving Isha standing alone in front of you for a moment, before covering his mouth in a silly manner.

"Don't listen to him," she smiles widely.

You giggle at her playfulness, before remembering what you originally were supposed to be doing.

"Oh right," you rummage through your tote bag, not realizing that Jinx is nosily peering into it as you look through it. "Here you go!"

You smile as you hand them a candle - one that smelled of burnt sugar, raspberry and a hint of lime. Before Jinx could get her hands on it, Ekko grabbed it gently from your hand.

"Thank you," he said, smiling.

"Me and Isha are hungry," Jinx says, "we're gonna go make something, c'mon Isha." Jinx calls for the little girl, before entering the apartment.

Ekko sighs and looks at you, "thank you again for the candle, have a nice day." He shuts the door after you provide him with a simple 'mhm.'

You decide whether or not you should knock on apartment 202.

Vi said you shouldn't, and clearly she had been living here for quite a long time. So, you had decided to heed her warning, and if you ever met the resident then maybe it's fate for you to meet her.

You walk back into your newly-decorated apartment that's not entirely organized, but it's cozy and that's all that matters. You checked your phone - which is slightly cracked due to you dropping a box atop it earlier as you unpacks - 11:01 PM.

You decided that it'd be a perfect time to go to bed now, considering how early you had work the next day, much to your dismay. You took a shower - hoping that the people you had just met hadn't picked up the hints of sweat after overexerting your energy while unpacking earlier.

Then you lazily proceeded with brushing your teeth and then doing your skincare routine. Before, finally plopping onto your make-shift bed, that was just a mattress as you hadn't bought a bed frame just yet; maybe you'll do that after your shift tomorrow.

Meep Meep Meep

You annoyingly turned off your obnoxious alarm, groaning as you realized how early you had to get up.

5:30 AM.

Begrudgingly, you got up to get ready for work. As you brushed your teeth, your mind wandered to who the resident of apartment 202 was. Why did Vi even feel the need to practically 'warn' you about her?

She could just be one of those grouchy neighbours.

The type that hates everyone and constantly reports people to the landlord, hoping to get them kicked out.

6:02 AM.

You finished up faster than you thought you would, so you thought you'd spend this time maybe just scrolling through your phone. However, you hadn't realized that you completely forgot to even set your wifi up last night.

You couldn't do it now, so you just decided to do it later tonight after you - hopefully - find a bed frame that won't hurt your wallet. As you stepped out your apartment, you noticed the door to apartment 202 being ever so slightly ajar.

The slight smell of smoke and coffee entered your nose, which gave you the sense as to who could possibly be living there.

Maybe it's just one of those trashy-older women that always blame their problems on everyone else. You hadn't taken much time to dwell on it, as you swiftly began to walk towards the elevator so you wouldn't be late for work.

However, before the elevator doors shut together, you heard the sound of the door to 202 being shut - rather aggressively - from the inside.

Ding

The elevator notified you as you made it to the main floor.

7:34 PM.

You were finally home.

You were so exhausted.

You spent nearly two hours looking for a bed frame, until you finally found one that was both affordable and somewhat pleasing to the eyes.

Having to set up your wifi seemed so daunting right now, so you had decided on just connecting your phone to a wired speaker to listen to music as you built your bed frame.

Knowing how thin the walls were, you knew it’d be better for everyone if you had the volume lower than you’d like it to be.

You shuffle your playlist, After Midnight by Chappell Roan beginning to play as you begrudgingly begin to grab the power tools your father had forced you to bring.

After an hour of pure frustration and tears, you slowly were able to make the basic foundation of the bed frame.

After another hour of reliance on the instructions and a changing of the playlist you were listening to, you finally finished the bed frame. Meaning, you now had to set up your wifi.

It took way less time than you had originally thought it’d be.

After a few calls - two of those being with your parents as you were confused - you finally figured it out.

You didn’t want to name your wifi anything weird, so you just named it “apartment 203” similar to everyone else’s. However, there was a name that stuck out due to its difference.

“APT203YoureSoLoud (202)”

Each apartment was mandated to have their designated room numbers inputted into the name of their wifi, so you already knew who it was. You felt embarrassed, you had hoped that you wouldn’t disturb people with the sounds of both your music and handiwork.

As an apology - and as well as a way to introduce yourself - you decided to visit her and give her a candle, despite Vi’s warnings. It took you awhile to figure out what candle to give her, but you thought about the smell of her apartment that escaped into the hallway earlier this morning.

Smoke.

Coffee.

Mahogany.

Maybe something bitter or stronger?

Nothing elegant like what you had given Caitlyn and Vi. And not something sweet. like you had given both Ekko and Jinx.

Maybe something with a more woody or aromatic scent? Something like cedar-wood, sage or rosemary?

After much consideration, you chose a candle that you were sure would work and would show your remorse. A candle with stronger scents of sage, rainwater, and oak-moss; with more minimal scents of ginger, smoke, and cedar-wood.

You stepped out of your apartment.

You could hear the distant sounds of Ekko and Jinx laughing in their apartment, and the sounds of Vi and Caitlyn presumably cooking some late-night dinner. You sighed before knocking on the door.

You felt intimidated as you heard heavy footsteps walk towards the door. Your anxiety hadn’t gone down after the door opened and revealed a muscular woman you assumed to be well over 185 cm.

She looked down at you, before speaking with her deep voice that caught you off guard. “Who the hell are you?” She asked, seeming annoyed at the sight of you.

“Hi,” you nervously smile, “I just moved into apartment 202 and-“

You got cut off by her scoffing, “so you’re the one making all that noise?” You sigh and nod remorsefully, attempting to offer the candle in your hands as a little peace offering.

“… what’s that for?” She asks, looking ever so slightly disturbed as if she’s never gotten a gift before.

“It’s to apologize,” you sigh.

She doesn’t say anything, she just looks at you and used her metallic prosthetic arm to grab it. She doesn’t say thank you, she just stares at you. As if giving her a gift is against some weird law.

You hear a door behind you open.

It’s Jinx’s and Ekko’s front door.

“Sevika,” Jinx says. Her tone as playful as the one she used with you the day prior.

“Hey,” she says, rolling her eyes ever so slightly.

Jinx walked towards you two, her hands on her hips and her smile as wide as ever.

“Are you playing nice?” She teases, giggling after her little joke escapes her lips. Sevika groans and shuts the door.

Jinx giggles as the door shuts, clearly proud in completing to annoy Sevika. You blink at her, and she looks at you.

“Don’t mind her,” she says, “she’s just an old grouch.”

Before you can say anything Jinx retreats back into her apartment, clearly only coming out to tease Sevika. You follow quickly after, retreating into your own apartment.

It’s late at night, so you decide it’s time to ready up for the night and plop onto your bed. Before being fatally woken up to your annoying alarm.

Meep Meep Meep

You groan loudly, pushing a pillow onto your face to muffle your groans and the alarm rings through your room.

You brush your teeth, do your hair, change into your clothes, and exit out of your apartment. When you step out, you see Sevika. It seemed like she was taking out the trash in her apartment as it was trash day.

“Hey ‘Vika!” You exclaim, smiling.

She doesn’t respond, just grumbles.

You sigh, thinking that your friendliness would've broken some ice between you two.

"Have a good day then," you say, disappearing into the hallway and walking towards the elevator just as you did yesterday.

You had gotten home earlier than you did yesterday, but you were still exhausted. You walked through the hallways, desperately forcing your eyes to stay pried open. All you could think about was plopping yourself onto your bed and sleeping until your alarm wakes you up the next morning.

However, your thoughts of your restful slumber are cut short as you suddenly bump into something rather sturdy and large. Assuming it was a wall or pillar that you hadn't seen, you hadn't bothered to apologize.

Your assumption was quickly shut down as you heard Sevika's gruff voice from above your head.

"Not even gonna apologize?" She retorted, seeming annoyed.

"Oh my god," you gasp, your face turning red from embarrassment. "Sevika, hi, I'm so sorry."

She doesn't say anything. She just scoffs and walks down the hallway and into the elevator.

Oh God.

How are you supposed to get along with her?

It seems like she already hates you and she barely even knows a thing about you. You defeatedly walk towards your apartment door and unlock it with your bare key, that you're planning to get keychains for.

You realize your embarrassment seems to have overpowered your exhaustion as you don't feel as tired anymore. You simply just walk into your room, and change into something more comfortable.

Despite it being still early in the day, you decide to get a bit of a head start with your dinner preparations so you can hopefully sleep early tonight.

You decide to cook something simple - mac and cheese. It's definitely easy, especially if it's straight out of the box. However, your exhaustion comes back and you fall asleep as soon as you dump the boxed macaroni into the boiling water.

You only wake up once you hear the sizzle, after the overly-boiled water spills out of the pot and onto the lit-up fire on the stove.

You quickly turn off the stove.

However, somehow the fire alarm goes off. You aren't even sure how. But the panic causes for you to accidentally knock down the pot that had your macaroni in it. Causing for boiling water to pour all over your floor.

You panic to quiet down the sound, waving your towel aggressively at the fire alarm that's placed on your ceiling.

Once the beeping calms down, you take a few breathes, not knowing what to do now.

That's when you hear loud knocking at your door.

You hope - pray - that it's not Sevika, as you don't want her to have any other reason to possibly hate you more. However, of course it had to be her at the door.

"What are you doing?" She scoffs, more annoyed than she was earlier.

"Wow," you sigh, "not even asking if I'm ok?" You attempt to joke, hoping that it'll lessen the possible berating that she'll give you.

"I don't care what happens to you," she says, crossing her arms.

Hearing her say that makes something click in your brain.

What does it matter if she likes you.

Why not just stoop to her level.

"Y'know what," you snapped, "I give up."

Sevika looks at you, confused as to what you're saying. Before she can ask for any clarification, you slammed the door in her face. Similarly to the way she had previously slammed her door this morning.

You begrudgingly cleaned up the boiling water - once it cooled down - and the macaroni that was on your floor.

You just angrily cleaned up, not knowing why you were so riled up about what Sevika said.

But, you knew that you refuse to even acknowledge her if she's going to be like this.

part two has been posted!

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Sweet Dreams Doctor🧸☁️

Thinking about Zayne coming home after a long shift at the hospital, exhausted from standing relentlessly for hours. He notified you beforehand that he'll be working overtime, but all he could think of while performing surgery on a patient, was coming back to you. So when he catches the sight of your peaceful form sleeping under the covers, he can't help but slip into the bathroom for a quick shower.

He follows his usual night routine before joining you in bed, where your warmth gives him a sense of comfort. He carefully embraces you from behind, mindful to not wake you up from your slumber. He lets out a tired sigh against your shoulder, relieved to be home with you. Nuzzling his face against your neck, he pecks your cheek gently.

"Good night, my love." He whispers softly in your ear, hoping you might hear him in your dreams as he drifts into his own.

author's note: I really wanted to write some zayne fluff so I hope you guys like it 🥹

The girl he wasn't supposed to fall for - The bet

Summary: Billy starts dating you to get under someone’s skin (maybe Steve, maybe Max), but you’re too kind—and he starts catching real feelings. When you pull away, thinking he never actually cared, he finally snaps.

PART 1