summary: steve decides to ask out the girl who he keeps seeing around hawkins with her nose in a book. he’s a little surprised when he gets brutally rejected, only to find out his “king steve” era is haunting him more than he expected. he attempts to make it up to you and show you he’s changed, even if it takes him a couple of tries.
word count: 4.8K (oops)
warnings: cursing, no use of y/n, bullying, regular size font below!
notes: first time writing for steve YES I HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH HIM! YES IT IS THE FAULT OF ALL THE GOOD FIC WRITERS ON HERE! and thus,, I had to participate,, I hope I got his character down, I might write more for him so let me know if you’d like to be added to the tag list for further steve harrington related content!
As a teenager, you’d grown to hate Hawkins. It was a mundane, small town with boring people, not much to do, not to mention the weird supernatural rumors you’d hear about every other week.
But nothing was worse than your high school, Hawkins High. There was a strong social hierarchy, with you firmly placed at the bottom. You were a class A nerd, getting good grades, and always reading to distract yourself from your lack of a social life. So naturally, you got picked on a lot. At first it was just some girls in your class, laughing at your big glasses and the way you dressed. But as you got older, you’d caught the eye of so called “king Steve” and his goons.
You’d heard plenty about him by junior year; how rich his parents were, how he was the best at sports, how every girl practically dropped to their knees when he entered a room. He’d started noticing you when his friend Carol pointed you out, sitting alone on a bench outside school, waiting for your dad to pick you up. His finger had pushed your book down so he could look at your face, and you were soon met with his all too cocky grin.
Summary: Y/N has written love letters to get over her deepest crushes. What happens when Steve Harrington gets his hands on her letter to him?
Disclaimer: This is inspired by the To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before series by Jenny Han! I have used none of her characters, but have only used the premise of a love letter in the wrong hands.
Word count: ~1k
Warnings: None, just fluff as usual
A/N: AHHH this is my favorite chapter so far! It’s largely Eddie, but don’t worry… Steve will be around very soon! Things are starting to get tense, folks 🙈 Please let me know what you think, and, as always, please show love and support! ❤️✨ If you want to join the taglist, don’t be afraid to ask! I’m happy to add you 🤗
You sat at the desk and tapped your fingers anxiously, the idea of Eddie reading your letter running rampant through your mind. You sighed heavily, then fiddled with your nails, chipping the polish off.
You worked at Contempo Casuals in the Starcourt Mall, the newest and most popular hangout spot in Hawkins. As a result, you were on high alert for Eddie, but you doubted he even knew where you worked. Nonetheless, you tried your best to stay toward the back of the store. As you turned to fold some clothes, Robin rushed up to you and slammed her hands on the counter.
“Y/N!” she gasped. “What happened at home, update me!”
“My dad sent the letters out,” you said in defeat as Robin covered her mouth in shock. “Most of them are going to the wrong address, but two are gonna make it.”
“Which ones?” she asked grimly.
“Kevin S,” you said, and Robin nodded. “And Eddie Munson.”
“Oh no,” Robin breathed, her face going pale. “That was the letter, right?”
“Yup. The only one that’s worse is Steve’s,” you said, folding shirts.
“Aw man,” Robin huffed. “What are you gonna do?”
“Avoid him until it all blows over,” you said. “I mean, I’ll be leaving soon, and we never cross paths regularly, so I’m trying not to worry.”
“Well, if I got a love letter from someone, and if it was as sappy as the one you gave him, I’d be trying to find you,” Robin shrugged.
“Helpful,” you said bluntly.
“I’m just saying, be on your guard,” Robin said, checking her watch. “I’ve gotta go, but come by after your shift and I’ll hook you up with some free ice cream.”
“Thanks, Rob, see you, and cross your fingers I don’t see him!” you called as Robin left.
You sighed and went back to folding shirts. He won’t come looking for me, you thought to yourself. He barely even knows who I am, it was just a camp crush, we never even talked afterward. You kept folding and thinking when you heard someone come into the store.
“Welcome to Contempo Casuals,” you called halfheartedly.
“Y/N?”
You tensed up and turned to look at Eddie Munson, who was standing at the counter, holding your letter to him.
“Can-can we talk, please?” he asked gently. You nodded grimly, then looked down at the letter. He chuckled softly and looked at it.
“So, you think I have an angelic voice?” he asked, a small blush appearing across his cheeks. “I-I had no idea you felt like this.”
“You weren’t meant to get the letter,” you mumbled, and he cocked his head to the side.
“Why not? I’m very flattered, by the way, thank you for saying all those sweet things,” he smiled softly, making you blush and your heart beat wildly.
“Can I look at the letter again? Please?” you asked. Eddie shrugged and handed it over.
-💌-
Dear Eddie,
Spending this past summer with you has been nothing short of a dream. I wish that I could still wake up to see you everyday as I’ve grown used to doing. I miss seeing you all grumbly in the morning, hair a mess as you trudged to brush your teeth. I miss the way you’d lean on my shoulder as we ate our breakfast, you still half asleep.
When you complimented the way my hair smelled, I washed it twice a day so it always smelled like wildflowers–that’s the way you described it. And when you nicknamed me Wildflower, my heart skipped a thousand beats. I wish I could be your wildflower forever.
Whenever we worked together as counselors, I felt our connection grow. I stole so many glances at you. Did you ever look at me? You probably didn’t, why would you? I can’t ever be as beautiful as you are, inside or out. I can tell that you’re a good person, Eddie. I can tell by the way you sing with that voice of yours, it’s like an angel’s. Sometimes I think you spared me by never singing a love song (at the risk of falling for you more, if it’s even possible), but I can’t help but wish that I could hear you sing to me, just me.
I love you, Eddie Munson, and I dream of a day that we can be together. For now, I’ll have to do with the memories.
Forever loving you,
Y/N
-💌-
You looked at the letter with pure dread. Your hands went clammy and your throat went dry. You tried to compose yourself as you looked back at Eddie, trying to avoid eye contact.
“I’m gonna need this back,” you said, folding it up.
“No way,” Eddie said, grabbing your hand, making you gasp. “Please, I’m sorry, but no one’s ever written me something this nice before. Can I please keep it?”
“Um,” you hesitated.
“I won’t show a soul, I promise!” he said quickly. “I’ll keep it in a box in another box in my room or something, I’ll keep it private, always!”
“Well, fine,” you said quietly. “But no one else, okay?” you asked, finally looking into his eyes.
“Cross my heart,” he smirked, making the motions. “But I do wanna tell you, Y/N, in the gentlest way possible, I-I don’t feel the same,” he said sympathetically.
Great. You’ve just gone through the greatest embarrassment of your life, and it turns out, you spent an entire summer falling for a guy who never gave you a second look. You could’ve sworn he felt something back, but here he was, telling you that you don’t mean any more to him than one of his friends. Maybe even less. You felt overwhelmed with the rejection and suddenly got desperate and incredibly foolish.
“It’s okay, I don’t feel that way anymore,” you said, trying to sound casual.
“You don’t?” he asked gently.
“No, no, I don’t, so don’t worry at all!” you said, forcing a laugh. “Besides, I’ve got a boyfriend now.”
WHAT?!
“Wait, really?” Eddie asked, smiling. “That’s awesome, Y/N, who is it?”
Before you could stop yourself, you blurted out the first name that came to mind.
The reader is having a rough day. Luckily, Stiles is there to remind her that he will always be there for her.
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader
Word Count: 4509
Warnings: depressive thoughts, suicidal thoughts, mentions of death, angst, hurt/comfort
A/N: hi everyone, here is my first stiles stilinski fic ! it’s really just a comfort fic that i made for myself to read whenever i have days like these. i felt like stiles is the perfect comfort character when dealing with anxiety. please know that i am always here if you ever need someone to talk to <3 i love and care about each and every one of you
Today I read first thing in the morning (currently reading The Time Of Contempt by Andrzej Sapkowski), I then continued reading and annotating the book I am currently studying for my political institutions class. I have also practiced French and Irish on duolingo, and then I worked on my 2022 bullet journal. I have made the cover page (which you can see in the picture), the spacing grid, the year at a glance, and the goals page. While I was working on my bujo I finished the audiobook of The Strange Case Of Doctor Jekyll And Mr. Hyde by Stevenson.
tranquil’s winter studying challenge // Day Thirty: The end of the challenge so it’s time to reflect! I’m very proud of you for completing this challenge so give yourself a high-five! Where are you in your life now that you’ve finished this challenge? Have you made any friends or discovered any new blogs during this challenge or because of this challenge? If so, tag them below!
I can’t believe this challenge is done already! Now I am studying for new university exams, particularly for my political institutions class, and for an English exam. I can’t wait to take a few days off for the holidays, and I am waiting to get my hair cut in two days. I will admit I haven’t had a chance to properly go through the tag of the challenge yet, cause the month has been crazy between studying and working. I can’t wait to get some proper time to find some new blogs to follow!
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Darra and Kyra are so cute I love them so much I loved the scene where they had lunch with her dad and when he tried running to her at the sports day.
Imogen and Tayla are definitely girlfriends you can’t change my mind. Their scenes were amazing and the painting scenes they shared were lovely.
Ruksy and Peter are adorable and I was so sad when they broke up for a while in the show and was happy when they got back together. Peter is probably one of my favourites I love him a lot he’s so funny.
Ben is a sweetheart and his singing is really good too. His and Lily’s relationship is great.
