Headcanons for coming out as Asexual to your mother, Joyce

Joyce Byers x ace!child!reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: @luna-is-on-mars : “Hello love♡ Could I please request headcanons for coming out as ace to the reader's mother, Joyce Byers? Thank you!”

Second Cousins?

Byers x second cousin!reader

warnings:

a/n: THIS IS SUCH A REACH LMAO BARE WITH ME I LITERALLY HAD TO LOOK AT A CHART btw you’re about jonathans age? ig? idk but this is NOT romantic that’s frickin gross. p.s. horowitz is winona ryders name

prompt:

You crawled out of bed to the sound of your dad screaming for you. What time was it?

12:38pm

Great. You slept the whole day and now you have to help your extended family move in immediately. You rolled off your mattress and scrambled to get some clothes. You hadn’t seen this side of the family since Christmas of 1978!

You’d regret not eating breakfast, but not yet. You walked outside, pushing your hair from your face and waiting for your family to exit their respective cars. Your “first-cousin-once-removed,” Joyce, got out first. (You just call her “Aunt Joyce”).

“Hey, guys! Long time no see.” She smiled. “Oh, my god, y/n. Is that you?” She walked up to you and gave you a hug.

“Hey there, Aunt Joyce. We’ve missed you a whole lot.” You looked over her shoulder and saw a younger girl, maybe 13 or 14. You’d never seen her in your life. Her eyes were definitely tear stained, her hair falling out of her scrunchie, and the sleeves on her flannel rolled up. “Who’s the girl?”

“Oh, uh, that would be El. She’s a...‘new addition’ to our family.” Joyce put in air quotes.

“Wicked. I’d love to get to know her better.” You stuck your hands in your pockets and watched the boys get out of their car. “I’d like to catch up with the boys, too. It’s been years. I mean, I know we talk on the phone every once in a blue moon, but this is so exciting! You guys are gonna be living with us now!”

“Only for a little while.” She sighed.

“We’ll make the most of it.” You gave her another hug and moved towards the boys.

“Jonny Byers. You got taller.” You joked with him.

“Bring it in.” He welcomed you with open arms.

“What’s up, kiddo?” You gave Will a high five. “You still drawing that cool ass art?”

“Yeah, I have a ‘portfolio’ now. Jonathan made me put one together.” Will snickered.

“Hey, artists need them. I have one for my pictures.” Jonathan reasoned.

“Well, Will, when you’re all settled in, you’re gonna have to sit me down and show me what you’ve got. You know, I still have that picture you drew me last time I saw you.” You told him.

“Really? I was like, seven.” He shook his head.

“Yeah, seven and truly gifted.” You turned your attention to your other “second cousin,” “And as for you, I’ve got all those old vinyls and some new ones, too. What about you?”

“I have more cassette’s than vinyls, but I’ll make sure we have time to share.” He punched your arm.

“That’s what I like to hear. Now let’s go help your mom and El unload the truck.” You turned around and Will and Jonathan followed you.

“Oh, you heard about El?” Will asked.

“Your mom said she was a ‘new addition to the family.’” You quoted.

“Yeah, that’s a pretty accurate description.” Will nodded. “She’s shy, I wouldn’t push her into conversation.”

“Noted.” You picked up a box and carried it inside. There were two spare rooms. One for Joyce and El and one for the boys. Good thing they didn’t mind sharing. You put the box into Joyce’s room, then headed right for the truck. The next box was labeled “HOPPER.” You lifted it up and an your way into the house, you ran into El.

“I can take that one.” She told you quietly.

“You sure?” You raised your eyebrows and she nodded. You handed her the box and went back to the truck.

“Hey, Horowitz, wanna help me grab this mattress?” Jonathan asked. You jogged up to hig and grabbed one side. “Got it? Alright, be careful.” You guys got the mattress inside, and then the other two.

“Alright, what’s next?” You asked.

“I’m actually kinda hungry.” Jonathan wiped the sweat off his forehead. “What about you?”

“Starving. Go round the gang up, I know a great place to get some lunch.” You told him. Jonathan went around and got all of the family together. There was only six of you. You, dad, Joyce, El, Jonathan, and Will. You all squeezed into one car and hit the road. Really, it was only a 10 minute drive.

“This was my Grandma Darlene’s favorite place to eat before she passed away. We always sit at her booth.” You told your cousins in the back seat. El was in between Joyce and your dad in the front. “Ooh! We’re here.”

You approached the door and your dad opened it up for everyone. You waved at the waitresses you had known so well and went to your usual spot. You each picked up a menu as the waitress asked for drinks.

Water for you, coffee for your dad, water for Jonathan, Sprite for Will, Diet Pepsi for Joyce, and lemonade for El.

“So, boys, what’s been going on in Hawkins? Any significant people or events you wanna talk about?” You questioned the boys.

“Well, Jonathan’s got a girlfriend who leaves lipstick marks all over his face.” Will taunted.

“Oh, shut it.” Jonathan pulled his straw up and took a sip of his drink. “Yeah, her name is Nancy. We’ve been together for almost a year. She’s a badass.”

“How so?” You bit down on a piece of ice.

“She’s determined to get what she wants. We had an internship at the local newspaper and she was an assistant, but she really wanted to be a reporter. She did every possible thing she could to do it. Followed stories, wrote them, suggested topics in meetings...” Jonathan gushed.

“And did she get to be a reporter?” You asked, turning your head sideways.

“No, she actually got us fired.” He chuckled. “But she stood up for herself, that’s why I love her.”

“She sounds great, will she be visiting you soon?” You asked him. “I’d love to show her the embarrassing pictures of us with marker all over our backs and faces when you lived here in ‘73. And the pictures of you pretending to be Super-Man. Can’t forget those ones.”

“Oh, my god, you still have those?” He laughed. “Yes, she’s visiting on Thanksgiving with her brother, Mike.” El’s head perked up. “Mike is Will’s best friend...and El’s boyfriend.”

“Is that so?” You smiled and turned to her. “What’s he like?”

“He’s...funny. And awkward. And a nerd.” She mumbled to you.

“He sounds very pleasant. Can’t wait to meet him.” You winked at her and she gave you a sweet little smile. You were very curious to hear what she had to say.

The waitress came back to take your orders. You and your dad got your usuals, Jonathan got a hamburger, El and Will got hot dogs, and Joyce got soup.

“You guys should try the rice pudding afterwards, it’s really good!” You told them and your dad rolled his eyes. “It is!”

“Pudding with rice in it?” El asked.

“Seriously, you gotta have some.” You told her. “I love it cold with cinnamon on it.” Your cousins were staring at you curiously. “C’mon, if you don’t eat it, I will.”

“Darlene loved her rice pudding.” Joyce chuckled. “You know, you look just like her.”

“I tell y/n that every day.” Your dad said. “It’s the eyes, I swear.”

“And the nose.” Joyce added.

“Oh, yeah.” Your dad agreed. The waitress came with rice pudding for everyone but your dad. Joyce ate it without a question, she had it every holiday with your grandma growing up. Your cousins (including El) stared at it hesitantly, then each took a bite. Jonathan remembered eating it once and hating it. Will spit it out. El took a second bite.

“Like it, El?” You asked.

“Not bad.” She actually managed to finish it.

“Sweet.” You did the same. “Anyone wanna make brownies tonight, or something?”

“Me!” El lit up. You were happy that she was warming up to you so fast.

“Sounds like a plan, we’ll make them from scratch.”

Expecting

Steve Harrington x Hopper!reader

warnings: pregnancy

a/n: i added the 2 requests together bc they’re similar <3

prompt: @depressed-comics: “Sweet beans can I request a Steve Harrington x Reader were the reader is Hopper's daughter, and she also happens to be pregnant. Now this is like a couple years after the battle of Startcourt mall and Hopper is still alive. But basically Steve and the reader goes and tells Hopper the good news (which at first he wasn't happy but secretly he was excited), and then they tell there other kids. And Eleven ask them both were do babies come from so they have to explain to her. Then fast forward to him months later the whole party meets Steve and the reader's baby”

anonymous: “could i get a steve harrington x hopper!reader (hop and joyce dating ? possibly ?)where they tell hop joyce and el that they are pregnant over dinner ? please”

You had scheduled a family dinner with the whole Hopper gang. Steve and you had big news! Things in your family’s life had settled down after the last couple of years, but they were about to get a whole lot more interesting now.

Joyce cooked dinner and El helped set the table. Hopper was in charge of staying out of the way because last time they let him cook, he burned the fries and threw the pan out the front door. He ended up tidying the house a little. He had to make it look nice for his babygirl. There was a knock at the door and Hop rushed to answer. The door flung open and you and Steve stood there with a plate of cookies and a bottle of whiskey. You dad pulled you into a giant bear hug.

“It’s good to see you, honey.” He told you.

“You, too. I only saw you two days ago to go bowling. It’s been too long.” You joked sarcastically. Hopper gave Steve a hug and Steve handed him the gifts.

“Oh, perfect! Let’s break this out for dinner.” Your dad walked to the kitchen and got out a few glasses. You greeted El and Joyce with a hug and helped them set out the food. Once everything was in order, you finally got to sit down with your family and have a nice meal. “So, y/n, what’s new?” Hop asked. You hadn’t touched your glass of whiskey, and he was a little suspicious. Steve eyed you, wondering if you were going to break the news.

“Oh, nothing. Work’s good, the dog’s a handful, Steve and I are working on the house.” You told your dad, and he smiled proudly. Steve let a silent sigh of relief escape his lips and you grabbed his hand under the table. He squeezed you hand tight, you could feel his leg bouncing underneath the table.

“How’s the house coming along?” Joyce asked. “I’d love to see it sometime!” She took a bite of her lasagna.

“We’d love for you guys to come over soon, that’d be great. Then we could be the hosts for a change.” Steve laughed nervously, trying to distract himself from the truth bomb about to drop.

“You haven’t touched your glass yet, is something wrong?” Your dad asked. You stared blankly at him.

“Oh, no, I just want to be sober for the drive home.” You explained. Your dad nodded and went back to his plate. “So El, how’s home schooling?”

“Almost done!” She gave a triumphant smile to the table. The five of you finished your plates and sat around the table, talking and joking around with each other. Now was the best time to share the news.

“Ready?” Steve asked, placing a hand on your shoulder. You nodded. “We have an announcement...” Hop, Joyce, and El went silent, staring at the pair of you.

“We’re pregnant!” You told your family. Joyce and El cheered and got up to hug you.

“Congratulations, sweetie!” Joyce cupped your face. “You’re gonna make a wonderful mother.” El was ecstatic, she was going to be an aunt!

“Y/N, where do babies come from?” She asked you innocently. You and Joyce stared at El with your eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding, I just wanted to get a reaction!” You all burst into laughter, but quickly realized you dad hadn’t said a word yet. All he did was grab you glass of whiskey and down it as fast as he could, then stare at the table, hands folded together.

“Steve, can I speak to you outside?” Your dad muttered and got out of his chair. Steve gulped and followed him out the door. You, your sister, and Joyce sat near the TV and talked about all different kinds of details regarding your pregnancy.

“If you need anything at all, come to me. I’ve had two kids, I know a lot about the miracle of birth and all that other stuff. Development and care? Got it. Anything you need.” She assured. You were glad to have her. And your sister was curious to see how this would go, she hadn’t ever held a baby before, so that was her main focus.

Meanwhile, on the porch:

“So you got my daughter knocked up?” Hopper paced back and forth.

“Not—Not exactly, sir. I mean, no, it wasn’t planned, but now we have a plan.” Steve explained to his father-in-law.

“And what is that plan?” Hopper towered over your husband.

“Raise the kid, love the kid, be there for the kid.” He told your father. “That’s what matters to me.” Hopper started pacing again. “Look, Mr. Hopper, you’re gonna be a grandpa! Popper! Grandhop! Whatever you want to be called!” Hopper froze and turned toward Steve. He approached his son-in-law and pulled him into a hug.

“You’re gonna be a great dad, Harrington.” Hop whispered in his ear. Steve hugged back.

“Thank you.” The two of them came back inside and your dad headed straight towards you to congratulate you and give you the biggest hug he could. “Don’t hurt the baby!” Steve joked. Your dad cried, you cried, Joyce cried, Steve cried, El was just super excited. Couldn’t even wipe the smile off her face. You said your goodbyes to your dad and the rest of your family and headed back home. You were happy with the outcome of tonight. “So, we tell the children tomorrow morning and my parents tomorrow night?” He asked.

“Sounds about right.”

—————

You had all the kids gather at Dustin’s house. His mom had basically taken you and Steve in because Dustin was always making you guys come over. Everyone sat together in the living room. Ms. Henderson, Dustin, Lucas, Will, Max, Mike, and El. She wanted to hear the news again and brag about how she got to know first.

“Alright guys, drumroll, please.” Dustin started beating on his legs. “Y/N’s pregnant!” Steve announced. Everyone immediately started losing their shit. El was contently watching the crowd go wild.

“Does that mean I get to be an uncle?” Dustin asked.

“You’re my son, Dustin. You’re the kid’s brother.” Steve explained.

“I’m gonna be an uncle!” Dustin jumped on the couch.

“Dusty! What did I tell you about shoes on the couch?” Ms. Henderson warned.

“Sorry mom!” Dustin sat next to Steve and talked about how excited he was. Max sat next to you and couldn’t contain her excitement.

“You’re not playing a joke on us, right?” She asked and you shook your head. “Good, because this is awesome!” She shook you around playfully. “I can be an aunt, right?”

“Yes, you can be an aunt.” You approved and Max began to cheer.

“Why isn’t El jumping around with us?” She asked.

“We told El last night, she just came here to rub in the fact that she knew first.” Steve grabbed your hand.

“Are you ready to go? We’ve gotta get ready for dinner at my parents place. You know they like to start early.” He told you. You said goodbye to your family of delinquents and got in the car. You quickly started crying. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Steve grabbed your hand and leaned towards you.

“Nothing, I’m just excited. Soon were gonna have an actual child. And it’s gonna grow and be like them. And I love them. I cant wait.”

—————

Everyone was gathered in the hospital, waiting for Steve to come with some news. He finally ran out the double doors and met with the group.

“So? Tell us everything!” Lucas exclaimed. Hopper and Joyce were beaming and getting a little impatient, they wanted to see their grandbaby!

“It’s a girl! Eight pounds, five ounces. Tiny toes, little nose. Guys, I’m gonna cry!” Steve jumped around. Everyone hoarded around him to give him the biggest hug they could muster. “I’ve gotta get back to y/n! You’ll be able to see the baby soon!” He ran back to you and awaited the baby’s return from her checkup. After a while, the baby was back and Steve brought everyone in to see her. They were all in awe of how adorable she was. You knew how much El was wanting to hold her, so you carefully handed her over while Steve helped.

“Does she have a name?” Joyce asked, teary eyed.

“Still haven’t got that figured out yet...”

Protective Dad (Part 2)

Steve Harrington x Hopper!fem!reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: @melxoxo23: “A story where the reader is hoppers daughter and dating Steve. And include Joyce. Maybe with some angst? And a happy ending! Please and thank you!!!”

part 1 part 3 part 4 (Tag list: @sherlokid7 @girl-obsessed-with-things @everydayimfangirling @silly-tiger-lily @anamcg317)

“Where the hell have you been?” Your dad’s slurred speech made you sigh.

“I was out.” You answered him. Hopper turned to you slowly with a look of rage on his face and stood up from his chair.

“You were ‘out,’ huh? Where exactly is out?” You ignored the question as you hung up your bag and made your way to your room. “Don’t ignore me! I know you were at that Harrington boy’s house!” You slammed your door, but he quickly reopened it.

“If you knew where I was, why did you ask?” You crossed your arms and tapped your foot, waiting for a response.

“He’s a bad influence on you, y/n. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll keep your distance.” He warned.

“Says the drunk man yelling at his grown daughter.” You went over to your closet to find some pajamas. “I mean, what’s your issue with your daughters having boyfriends? You already forced Mike and El apart. Why are you coming at me?”

“You left El here all alone.” He told grumbled. “That was stupid.”

“Dad, that is not new. We have left her here alone many, many times.” You explained to him, as if he were a child. “And she wasn’t alone, she had Max. Max is a good kid, she knows the drill.” You threw some clothes on your bed. “You should get some rest, dad. God knows you need it.” Hopper didn’t fight your suggestion, he simply shut your door and shuffled back over to the recliner. You undressed and put some clean pajamas on and immediately passed out.

In the morning, you decided to make breakfast for everyone. Max and El got up first and ate quickly, left in quite the rush. Your dad woke up later, and he still had a bone to pick with you.

“You are completely out of line, y/n. Unbelievable! I didn’t raise you to be like this.” He complained.

“Just drop it, Pop. I’m not a kid anymore. I didn’t do anything you wouldn’t do, that’s how you raised me.” You cleaned up the kitchen and grabbed your bag. “Since I can’t stand your lovely whining, I’ll be back tonight. Good luck with your hangover.” When you were leaving, Joyce was rushing up to your cabin. She knocked rampantly and the door swung open. Whatever, not your problem.

“Hop, I’ve got it!” She told Jim. She and him argued briefly about how last night went, with her standing him up and all. He was pissed, but Joyce could tell she wasn’t the only reason why. “What’s wrong, Hopper?” He rolled his eyes.

“Nothing, it’s none of your business.” He replied.

“Is it y/n?” Joyce questioned. “She looked pretty upset when I saw her leaving. What happened?” Jim groaned at all of her questions.

“It’s that asshole, Harrington. She was at his house until 1:30 in the morning! I can’t take it anymore, Joyce.” He threw his hands in the air. She wrinkled her eyebrows together.

“Well, with all due respect,” Joyce shrugged, “y/n’s an adult now, she can make her own decisions. If she decides to stay out late, she can stay out late.” She reasoned.

“Not while she’s living under my roof!” Jim stomped. Joyce sighed and rolled her eyes.

“You’re just going to push her away, Hop. Isn’t dealing with Mike and El enough for one day? Do you have to start micromanaging y/n’s relationship, too?” Joyce and Jim stayed silent and just stared at each other with disapproving looks.

—————

You stormed into the breakroom at Scoops, and there sat Steve, casually drawing a picture. When you entered, you startled him. He immediately knew something was off. You threw your things down on the table and sat across from him.

“He got mad at you, didn’t he?” Steve asked calmly and reached for your hand.

“He was crazy and drunk! He’s done nothing this week but pick fights with me and El!” You ran your fingers through your hair with your free hand. “He’ll just never let us get a break. He’s restless!”

“Hey, don’t worry about him. You’re a big girl now. He can’t control your every move.” Steve assured you, rubbing your hand. “Wanna come to my house again tonight?” He offered.

“Yeah, I guess so. I told my dad I’d come back tonight, though, so I can’t stay over.” You sighed.

“Well, that’s okay. You just need a little break. I’ll cook dinner again and you can tell me all about what happened, okay?” You nodded in agreement to his offer. “I’m gonna leave early today. My shift is over in an hour. Do you want to sit back here and wait?”

“No, I’ll just walk around the mall for a little bit. Maybe check out a movie.” You told him, so he got up to kiss your cheek and headed back to work. You sighed to yourself and walked through the back hallways, passing by one of the Lynx delivery men. You waved awkwardly and exited through the movie theater. Back to the Future was playing, so you stuck around. About an hour later, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Hey, you ready to go?” Steve crouched next to you. You got up and left the theater with him. “Hey, I brought you a milkshake.” He handed you the cup, which you gladly took.

“My favorite.” You smiled and took a sip. “So, did you take the car today?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He spun the keys on his finger. You stepped out of the front doors of the mall and followed him to his car. Being the gentleman that he is, he opened the car door for you. The car ride back to Steve’s house was nothing but faint radio playing while you slurped up your milkshake. “Hope that didn’t ruin your appetite.” Steve joked.

“A milkshake never hurt anything.” You shrugged. The rain started to pour down, and you watched contently. “Sweet” was all you had to say.

“Well, tonight you’re not rushing out of my house before I can offer a ride home. I’m not letting you walk in this weather.” He pulled into the driveway.

“Maybe I wanna walk in this weather.” You said with a smug smile on your face. Steve popped his car door open and ran over to the front door to unlock it, then rushed inside to grab an umbrella. He came back to your car door, let you out, and used the umbrella to keep you dry. “Such a gentleman,” you kissed his cheek, “thank you.”

“No problem, cutie.” He led you back inside and set the umbrella down to dry. “By the way, I saw your sister today, I didn’t know she was allowed out of the house.” Steve cocked an eyebrow.

“Wow, go her.” You laughed. “Was she with Max?” Steve nodded. “Well, at least she wasn’t alone. I won’t snitch.” He gave a thumbs up and headed for the kitchen.

“Anyways, what would you like for dinner?” He asked.

“Chicken nuggets?”

“Chicken nuggets for the lady!” He announced. You heard him pull the box out and start throwing them on the pan. “Fries, too? Who am I kidding, of course!” You giggled at his theatrical cooking dialogue. You switched the stereo on and found his dad’s rock and roll collection. You popped a cassette in and pressed play. Heartbreak Hotel by Elvis Presley.

“Well since my baby left me!” You sang in unison with the tape and stomped to the beat. “I’ve found a new place to dwell!” Steve heard you singing and walked out of the kitchen to see exactly what you were doing. “Where I’ll be, I get so lonely baby, I’m so lonely...” You danced slowly. Steve walked to you and held you in his arms. “I get so lonely...I could die.” The two of you danced around the room for the whole song, and the two songs afterwards: Hound Dog and That’s Alright. Then the timer for the chicken nuggets dinged. “My chicken nuggets!” You ran to the kitchen and Steve followed. He pulled the nuggets and fries out of the oven and grabbed some paper plates and sauces.

“Here you go.” He fixed a plate for you with your favorite sauce. Time to go back to the couch and finish your meal. Then sadly, go back to your warzone of a cabin. The two of you took your time finishing dinner, just sat and enjoyed music. But you decided it was time to go. You two scurried through the rain to get back to the car, Steve turned the engine and put the car into reverse. “You sure you don’t wanna just call him and tell him you can’t make it back tonight?”

“It’ll only make it worse, now let’s get going!” Steve backed out and made a move on to your cabin. Once there, you stepped out of the car and climbed up your steps. The house looked empty from the outside, and the door was unlocked. Something wasn’t right. Steve noticed you were hesitant to go inside.

“Everything okay?” He shouted to you.

“Just a sec.” You held a finger up and walked inside. You found a note on El’s door saying she was sleeping at Max’s tonight, at least you didn’t have to worry about her. Your dad still wasn’t home, but it was normal for him to work late. You deemed it safe to enter your home and let Steve know everything was okay. “My dad’s just not home yet, nothing to worry about. Drive safe, love you!”

“Love you, too!” Steve waved goodbye to you and pulled out of the driveway. While he was home, he laid on the couch and took a load off. That was, until the phone started ringing. He got up and grabbed the phone. “Hello?”

“Steve, it’s Dustin. We need you at the mall, now!” Dustin yelled into the phone. “It’s urgent!”

“What’s going on, dude?” Steve asked frantically.

“Operation Child Endangerment is a-go.”