#starrystarrynights

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: steve has it bad for the girl that’s in charge of renting the movies for girls night

warnings: none!!

a/n: i’ve been rewatching stranger things with my girls in lieu of movie night for the past few weeks in preparation for season 5, so here’s a little fic that i can’t stop thinking about!! also… first fic on this account!!

song: show me the way- styx

hawkins, indiana was by no means an exciting town to live next to; especially for a college student. sure it had its charm, but it wasn’t anything spectacular. this being said, weekly movie nights had become a norm for you and your friends.

every thursday you were tasked with driving over to the family video and picking out the movie of the weekend. the best part of it was him: steve harrington. since the beginning of the semester you’d spent every thursday afternoon spending far too much time picking out a movie and talking to him, but who could really blame you when the guys on campus had nothing on him? he was handsome, polite, funny, charming and had decent taste in movies whenever you couldn’t decide on something.

today was an average thursday: class in the morning and go to family video in the afternoon. you sat in your car for a few minutes in the parking lot of family video as you checked your appearance before heading in. the door buzzed as you walked in, met with the sight of steve’s smiling face.

“right on schedule as always,” he says with a smirk.

you laugh softly as you make your way to the counter to return last week’s movie. “and miss seeing my favorite family video employee? never.”

steve quirks a brow as he checks in the movie. “a new hope? i didn’t take you for a star wars fan.”

“i am a little bit” you reply with a shrug before continuing “a bunch of our boyfriends were visiting this weekend so i wanted to get something that everyone would like.”

his face fell slightly at that “oh… yeah… i’m sure your boyfriend liked it.”

you blushed slightly at the implication and brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. “oh no, i don’t have a boyfriend”

steve perked up slightly at that, “you don’t?”

you shook your head in response, causing him to smile.

“i could change that you know” he flirts casually.

you meet his eyes, a small smile widening slightly. “could you?”

he nods, grinning “yeah, i could.”

“maybe i’ll have to take you up on that…” you say as you trail off as you pretend to think it over.

“i promise i’m good for more than my taste in movies.” he adds with a cheeky grin, only to be met with your soft chuckle. “oh i should hope so”

he looks at his watch, noting the time. “i get off in a little over an hour, what do you say i buy you dinner and we get to know each other better?”

“that sounds great” you reply with a smile.

“perfect, so that means you have an hour to pick the perfect movie for this weekend and then you’re mine.” steve says with a smirk, causing you to roll your eyes. “or i could always come back tomorrow and get one.”

steve’s smirk widened at that “or i could be a part of movie night and surprise you with one of my choice tomorrow.”

you smile brightly as you tease him “you know girls night movie night invites are strictly a boyfriend thing, right?”

“i believe you mentioned it before” he replies cheekily before continuing “i’m fairly certain i’ll pass the test, now go pick something out in case you hate what i bring over tomorrow.”

pairing: steve harrington x fem! henderson! reader

summary: steve knows exactly how to cheer his girlfriend up

warnings: none!!

a/n: during my rewatch in prep for season 5, i noticed steve and i share a favorite movie: animal house!! this made me so excited because that’s my go to after a long day, so here’s a little something i wrote about my love for steve and the deltas!!

song: hey paula- paul & paula

it was an average thursday evening in the henderson household. your mom was in the living room watching tv, dustin was away at hellfire, and you were in your room listening to music. you had had a long day between classes and babysitting. the assignment that you stayed up the whole night before working on wasn’t actually due for another week, there was a pop quiz in your least favorite class, and nobody in your group project showed up to the library to work when you all decided on. to top it all off, the kids you babysat were absolute hellions tonight and their parents were late, so you got off late meaning you didn’t have time to visit steve during his shift at family video tonight. you called him as soon as you could and practically word vomited all about your day and apologized profusely about not being able to see him. as always he was understanding and had to hurry off the phone because he was working with kieth.

once you were home, you got a shower and got changed before settling into your room with some music playing. a little while into trying to relax you heard a thud at the window, brushing it off as the tree next to your window you ignored it until another thud came a few seconds later. you got up and peaked your head out the window to be met with the sight of your boyfriend steve on the ground, holding a few rocks.

“steve?” you said.

he nodded with a smile, “in the flesh. can i come up?”

“of course, be careful.” you said as he made his way up the tree and into your room. “remind me again what’s wrong with the front door?”

“your mom would’ve seen me and i wouldn’t be able to stay over.” he replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

you giggled softly “i have a 9 am tomorrow, honey.”

steve shook his head. “no you don’t, you told me on wednesday that your professor canceled. you don’t have class until one.” he said proudly.

you smiled brightly at him, wrapping your arms around him. “you’re so perfect.”

“hey i wouldn’t go that far, not yet at least.” he said as he wrapped his arms around you, pecking your forehead.

“and why not?” you tease.

“because you don’t know about the surprise i brought over.” he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“and what would this surprise be?” you implore.

he smiles cheekily before pulling a vhs tape from his jacket. “animal house: your favorite.”

you smile and giggle at him “it’s your favorite.”

“no no, it’s yours too. it always makes you laugh, and i know you can’t resist eric stratton. maybe because he reminds you of a certain someone” he teases.

“okay maybe i do like it a little.” you concede.

“perfect so you get comfy and i’ll put this in and we can cuddle and forget about your awful day.” he says as he moves to put the movie in.

a few moments later he’s toeing off his shoes and shrugging off his jacket as he makes his way into your bed. you almost instantly cuddle into his side. the pair of you laughing at the film until you break the silence. “steve”

“yeah babe?” he asks, turning to look at you.

“i’m damn glad i met you.” you say with a cheesy smile.

“i’m damn glad i met you too.” he says before pecking your forehead.

i can’t live with or without you

pairing: steve harrington x fem! hopper! reader

summary: the request!!

warnings: SEASON 5 SPOILERS!! angst

a/n: i absolutely loved this request!! nonnie i hope you like it!! keep em coming guys!!

song: with or without you- u2

it should’ve been easy to take down a demogorgon, especially with el there. especially with all the training hopper had you both going through for crawls. unfortunately nothing could be that easy, especially in hawkins; especially regarding the upside down.

it all should’ve been so simple: just a normal crawl, but then the demogorgon was headed for the wheelers. as soon as it was radioed to the party, you took off with nancy and el towards the wheeler’s. the plan was simple: el would take on the demogorgon and you would protect holly, but of course when you all got there it wasn’t that simple.

the demogorgon swiped at karen, drawing a lot of blood. you immediately intervened and moved to protect holly: a bad decision. before you could get to her, it swung at you. the cut wasn’t too bad, just a gash on your arm. el was focused on trying to hold the demogorgon back, but it still continued to try and get to you and holly. eventually, you were able to get to holly and move her away from the demogorgon. you thought that el had it under control, not knowing that her hold on it had faltered causing it to lunge at you. it’s claws scratching deep into your back.

you tried to hold it off with your powers, but in your weakened state you couldn’t. you stood in between the demogorgon and holly as you tried to hold it back. it eventually lunged at you, discarding you from its path as it picked up holly and made its way towards the gate. you tried to get up, but couldn’t. you knew that the demogorgon got you good, but you didn’t know how good until you looked down. there was a massive gash across your abdomen. the last thing you remembered was feeling cold and then everything went black.

you woke up to the sound of a beeping monitor and the sight of a very worried steve harrington. his normally perfect hair was out of place and his eyes were filled with worry.

“oh thank god.” steve said as he saw you open your eyes. he almost instantly moved in to give you a hug. “thank god you’re awake.” he said softly as he held onto you tightly, causing you to wince softly. “shit i’m sorry”

“it’s okay” you assure him, cupping his jaw. “how long was i out for?”

“only a few hours. they didn’t have to do surgery, but you have a couple stitches in you” he explains gently, taking in your appearance.

you nod in understanding before asking another question “what about karen? or ted? or holly?”

steve’s expression falters as he takes your hand in his. “karen is in surgery, ted is in a medically induced coma, and holly… vecna has holly.”

you sit up at that, wincing slightly. steve immediately moves to help you sit up. “h- how do we know he has holly?” you implore, voice breaking as you think of her all alone in that place with vecna.

“it’s a long story, but will had a vision and saw her.” steve explains gently, running his thumb over your knuckles.

“she’s probably so scared…” you say as your eyes start to water as steve wipes away your tears

“el went in after her. if anyone can find her, it’s el.” he assures.

you shake your head and try to get up again before falling into steve’s arms in pain. “i need to go help… el needs me… holly needs me…” you say, emotions taking over you.

“no no, honey. you need to stay here.” steve says as he moves to sit next to you, arms wrapping around you as he holds you to his chest.

“no they need me! i- i can help!” you insist, tears streaming down your face.

steve’s grip on you tightens slightly. “you can’t help anyone right now. not in this state. you’re lucky to be alive, honey. i’m not letting you hurt yourself anymore by trying to get flipped.” he explains as he gently rubs his thumb over your shoulder.

“i just feel so helpless…” you explain, watery eyes meeting steve’s. “poor holly is probably so scared, will’s told me what he remembers from when he was taken and i- i can’t just sit still when holly is going through it right now…” you sob out into steve’s chest.

he pecks your forehead as he holds you. “i know, baby, i know. we’re all frustrated and the party is working on a plan to get her back, but right now i need you to focus on getting better. i love you. i love you so much. w- when we found out that you were being rushed by ambulance as well i almost lost my mind. i thought i lost you. i thought i lost the person that matters most to me in this world. i thought i lost my other half; my better half. i- i don’t want to lose you, i can’t lose you. not like this.” he explains, his watery, brown eyes never leaving yours.

you smile softly at him through your tears. “i love you too, and i can’t lose you either.” you say as you cup his cheek, causing him to lean into your touch.

he pecks your palm as he admires you. “you’re so beautiful… i’m so lucky to have you.” he whispers reverently.

“and i’m so lucky to have you, steve harrington.” you say softly as you rest your forehead against his, knocking your nose gently against his.

“we’ll get through this, together.” he assures.

like girl pls be nice to ur brother in law

nonnie i COMPLETELY agree with you that steve needs a whimsical gf!! i’m doing this as hcs bc i have so many ideas!! if you want any of these elaborated on lmk!! also i pulling some inspo from my personal life bc i am nothing if not a whimsical girlie

whimsical!gf is literally the sunshine steve needs to get through the day

whimsical!gf always keeps him laughing and he LOVES it!! bumps the table? apologies. trying to pick a cassette? asks them which one wants to be played. he loves how odd she is

whimsical!gf 100% bakes. and i don’t just mean cookies, like sourdough too. her starter absolutely has a name and she calls it her baby bc it is, steve’s a proud dad.

whimsical!gf is the kids favorite. she keeps them so entertained

whimsical!gf tells them fables and myths about anything and everything. el and will LOVE them

whimsical!gf has read lotr and the boys always talk w her abt it. she started reading it to steve when he got upset that her and dustin were talking about it and he had no idea what was going on

whimsical!gf def read the kids tarots and lucas got freaked out. no more tarot reading for our queen

whimsical!gf is not above barking at the kids to get their attention or get them to stop doing something. she’ll be like “stop or i’ll bark” and none of them believe her and then she barks. steve thinks it’s hilarious

whimsical!gf introduces steve to so much new music. she’s definitely a folk girl at heart and i don’t feel like he is until he starts dating her

whimsical!gf LOVES joni mitchell and george harrison (yes this is me projecting) blue and living in the material world are huge for her. steve definitely bought cassettes of them & keep them in his car once he found out they were her favs.

whimsical!gf and steve are both HUGE queen fans too!! i feel like he rly loves the works and the game but she’s a night at the opera and queen ii girl. 39 and march of the black queen are her favs, argue with the wall

pairing: benedict bridgerton x fem!reader

summary: part 2 of madly, i love you madly!! benedict discovers who rose actually is

warnings: use of y/n (sorry guys)

a/n: guys i love this series sm omg!! i can’t wait to keep writing it

song: devoted- atta boy

benedict held you so gently, so tenderly. one hand cupping your jaw while the other pulls you closer by your waist. one of your hands cups the back of his neck as you kiss. at the sound of a clock stroking midnight, benedict pulls away with a smirk.

“i suppose i can finally know the identity of the charming young lady that i’ve spent the evening with.” he says as he places his hands on your hips.

“i suppose you can.” you reply with a smirk, “would you like to do the honors?”

“oh i’d love to.” he replies with a smile as he unties the bow at the back of your mask. benedict gently takes the mask off, revealing your face. he looks at you for a moment, taking in your face until he really looks at your eyes. “y- y/n?” his tone was completely astonished.

you smile and nod, “yeah.”

he lets out a disbelieving scoff, “there’s no way… you’re what? 17? 18 now?”

“i’m 20,” you correct with a teasing smile.

“i suppose you are. a proper lady now; attending balls and flirting with gentlemen.” he says with a smirk. “i don’t know whether to be flattered or offended that you were flirting with me before knowing i was your future husband.”

“oh don’t start with that!” you giggle out while blushing.

“how could i not when my bride-to-be has had me picked out for over a decade.” he teases gently as he brushes some hair out of your face.

“have you honestly never let that go?” you ask with a disbelieving giggle.

“how could i be so cruel to my best friend’s sister and my future wife?” he inquires, hooking his finger under your chin.

“you’re a tease benedict bridgerton.” you flirt , placing your hands on his chest.

11 years later and i still love him your honor

Now with the newest season, could it be a masquerade ball? Reader and her family are back in London and she recognizes Benedict behind the mask but he doesnt realize it's her. The two have a soft intimate night~ ♡

madly, i love you madly

pairing: benedict bridgerton x fem!reader

summary: the request

warnings: none!!

a/n: i absolutely loved writing this!! it was so cute!! i think this could make a really cute series so pls lmk if you want it to be one

song: madly- atta boy

by the age of 6, you were convinced that you were going to marry benedict bridgerton. he was 12 then and absolutely inseparable with your elder brother james. benedict had been a constant at your house since he and james were 6. the pair had met through social functions that your families attended, the rest was history.

benedict was more reserved while james was the opposite: james talked and benedict listened, james picked the games and benedict played them, james led and benedict followed. your home had become just as much as benedict’s it was yours, you honestly didn’t remember a time without him in your life.

he was always there, a quiet yet caring presence. he never protested whenever your mother said you had to play with him and james. he never made you feel left behind because they ran faster. he never played too rough with you, but he never babied you either. you loved him before you even knew what love was.

when you were 6, both families took a trip to the beach together. you played on the beach with the other kids until you tripped and scraped your knees. your eyes started welling up with tears, but before you could cry benedict was at your side. his pants had been rolled up from wading in the water with anthony and james.

“are you okay?” he asked gently as he helped you up.

you nodded in response as he helped you towards your mother. he stayed with you as she examined the scrape on your knee, not leaving until she told him that you were fine. you realized then that you were going to marry him one day.

later that evening you were following james around, talking about benedict. before he turned to you and groaned in frustration. “what is with you today?”

you smiled brightly and twirled around. “i decided that i’m going to marry benedict!”

james scoffed, “you can’t marry benedict.”

“yes i can.” you insisted, tone sing-songy. “i’m going to marry benedict!”

a laugh came from the door causing you to freeze; benedict was standing in the doorway. the color drained from your face as you saw him laughing at you. benedict made his way into james’ room. “it’s good to see my favorite brother-in-law.” he jests.

“oh don’t start with that.” james scolds.

“why not? we are to marry, are we not?” he teased you.

you felt your face heat up before running out of the room crying. a month later him and james left for finishing school. you didn’t see him for many years after that. your family spent more time in the countryside while james was at school. the years passed and you grew up. you changed from a baby faced little girl to an awkward teen to a beautiful young lady. now you were 20 and hadn’t debuted yet, but you were attending the bridgerton masquerade ball with your family.

the night of the ball had rolled around and you arrived alongside your family. you were wearing a beautiful pink off the shoulder gown with small flowers embroidered in it. your mask was white with pink and gold detailing. for the first time you actually felt like a woman. you stayed close to james for a bit until he left to dance with a lady. a few minutes later a gentleman approached you.

“good evening.” he said with a bow, flashing you a smile.

your heart almost stopped at his smile it was benedict’s smile. benedict bridgerton had approached you. “good evening,” you replied with a curtsy.

“i noticed that you were alone.” benedict mused.

“i am” you affirm, wondering if he realized who you were.

“would you are to accompany me in a dance then, my lady?” he asks, extending his hand out for you to take.

you nod as you place your hand in his. he then whisks you towards the dance floor as a waltz starts playing. “do i have the privilege of knowing who i am dancing with this evening?” he inquires as he twirls you around.

your heart falls slightly at that: he had no idea who you were. you recovered quickly and decided to keep and air of mystery around yourself. “now what’s the fun in that?”

he groans playfully in response. “must you tease me?”

you giggle and nod, “it’s rather entertaining mister…?” you prompt, not wanting to give away that you knew who he was.

“oh no, i shall keep my identity a secret as well.” he teases, earning another giggle from you. you two spend the rest of the song dancing. once it is over, benedict speaks up again. “it’s getting rather stuffy in here. would you care to join me on the balcony?”

you nod with a smile, “i’d like that.”

he smiles triumphantly as he leads you outside, “you have a beautiful smile.”

you blush, “thank you… yours is rather handsome.”

he smiles, leaning against the balcony railing. he takes in your appearance for a moment before speaking up. “do i know you from somewhere?”

“that’s all a part of my secret.” you tease, causing him to sigh frustratedly.

“oh come now, how am i supposed to talk to you if i don’t know your name?” he says with an amused huff.

“you may call me rose, it is what my costume is afterall.” you flirt.

“very well, rose it is. unfortunately i can’t tell you what to call me because i’m not anything in particular. i wasn’t even going to attend but mama insisted that all of her children were to attend her ball.” he explained with a sigh.

“so you’re a bridgerton…” you inquire, pretending like you didn’t already know.

benedict groans at that. “i didn’t mean to give it away!”

you giggle in response, “it’s alright, benedict”

he smiles at you, eyes taking in your every feature before locking onto your eyes. “can i kiss you?”

you blush slightly as you nod, “please.”

he leans in slightly as you do too. you feel as if you could melt into him as your lips touch, his hands are so tender as he holds you. you kiss him back longingly, trying to convey everything you’ve ever felt for him. even if he didn’t understand at that moment, his lips on yours mattered more. as you kissed, a little voice at the back of your head kept saying that maybe you could happen; just maybe. after all, you loved him madly.