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Now that I'm revisiting z nation, although I have a special spot in my heart for it, I really, really, REALLY want to know what the writers were thinking with the whole murphy/cassandra blend thing???
Idk how the fandom feels about it, but I see how y'all are with murphy/10k and I'm kind of afraid to ask about that too.
I am pleased by people messaging me telling me that after adding a carb or protein to their snacks or meals they feel more satisfied all day. Yes, my plan is working. People are getting through their days with less hangry.
i have this unrealistic fantasy in my head where if you calmly and logically explain something to someone perfectly they will understand your position and gain knowledge from the exchange. unfortunately in the real world this does not happen often
I have a request for YEARNING STEVE. Everything you do he just canât get enough. Touchy. Clingy. Whiney when youâre not near and everyone is lowkey sick of seeing it but he doesnât care he just wants YOU đ
pairing - steve harrington x fem!reader (no use of yn)
genre - fluff, established relationship
warnings - tooth rotting fluff bc iâm in love w steve harrington & im projecting all my feelings into my work, lots of skin-ship, steve harrington yearns, gag-worthy amounts of being in luv, kissing & some making out! steve refers to u as his gf and baby multiple times, word count 3.7k đ§ââïž
authors note - tysm for the req :) i hope this is ok, and ty for letting me yearn with no restraints <33 my ask box is always open for these kinds of things so pls donât be afraid to ask me to write something
if anyone were to ask, steve harrington would say his love language was physical touch. really, he couldnât help his insistent need to reach out and touch you, not that you complained most of the time anyways, because it was just how he expressed his feelings. sometimes words werenât enough, and steve was raised on the saying that âactions speak louder than words.â so it came to no surprise that heâd always have a hand on you; whether it was his fingers laced with yours, an arm slung over your shoulder or his hand ghosting over the small of your back, steve was always touching you in some degree.
steve could recall nearly every time heâd notice someone glance at the pair of you, or hear an off-handed comment from someone he knew about how you two were glued to the hip, how they almost never saw one of you without the other. he took pride in it, despite the judgemental tone some of them had, because why wouldnât he want to spend quality time with the love of his life? he never really understood the idea of being without someone for long periods of time, because in his mind: to be loved is to be present.
i.
there was nothing romantic about the cramped employee back room of family video. it was dusty, the air was stale and more often than not youâd walk in and find keith sitting at the desk with a game & watch under the pretence of âadmin workâ. yet, steve still had the nerve to convince you that he couldnât be more than five steps away from you, rambling on about how itâd physically hurt him to separate his hand from yours, and that heâs offended you wouldnât âwalk to the ends of the earth with your boyfriend in hand.â to which you just roll your eyes.
âsteve, youâre so dramatic sometimes..â heâs moping, complaining that you donât love him, because if you did, youâd be in the store room with him right now instead of calling him names. âis it a crime to want to be with my girlfriend?â heâs got a hand clutching his heart, murmuring that heâs wounded and the only cure for his broken heart is just behind the door to the back office. âno, but unauthorised entry in an employee only area is..â youâre teasing him now, steve is opening wearing his heart on his sleeve and expressing his unwavering love for you and youâre teasing him.
âbaby, youâve literally been behind doors countless times, and last time i checked..â heâs making a show of looking around, knowing full well the two of you were alone; robin not due to start her shift for another hour or so. â.. thereâs no one else here.â it has you rolling your eyes, and steveâs calling checkmate. heâs got you right where he wants, no more excuses lined up on your tongue and you just sigh, giving in easily like you always do. steveâs internally cheering, a smug smile on his face as he interlocks your fingers with his, tugging you towards the secluded area out back, and all you can do is follow.
before youâre even able to question his clingy behaviour, steve is slowly backing you towards the nearest wall, one hand laced with yours and the other is pressed against the cold surface beside you, and it all clicks. âbaby, you did not just convince me to come back here just so we can make out..â steve just shrugs, feigning innocence even when his eyes are telling you everything. âmm, donât know what youâre on about.â he leans in anyway, and you donât fight back, his lips on yours in a matter of seconds. and as much as you had wanted to poke fun of how needy he was today, you realised you needed this too, needed him close enough to touch, and you think youâre becoming just as bad as him.
it was just supposed to be a few innocent kisses, a few unspoken words in the form of his lips interlocked with yours, and yet, you canât help but have an arm strung around the back of his neck, your need to have him closer clouding your judgement. steveâs just as bad, both hands on your waist, bringing you in, chest to chest, and youâre both whining about being too far away, despite the lack of space left between you. âyouâre a terrible liar.â you call out, and heâs ignoring it in favour of kissing your jaw, following a path down your neck, while youâve got a hand bunched in his hair, tugging just hard enough to get a sound out of him. heâs grinning up at you now, from the junction of your throat you can feel his teasing smile, and you roll your eyes, pretending youâre not wrapped around his finger right now, like youâre not as equally eager to have him.
heâs sliding a hand underneath your shirt, drawing aimless shapes along your bare skin, lost in the feeling, before thereâs the distinct sound of shuffling outside that halts his movements. you both freeze, eyes stuck on the door before flicking back to each other, and youâre looking at him in horror, too afraid at the idea of being caught. âi thought you said it was just us?â you whisper, you curse him out for being reckless, and dragging you along with him, before you push him off you in favour of smoothing out the wrinkles on your clothes. steveâs groaning out in irritation, muttering something along the lines of âlast time i checked, it was.â before sticking his head outside to see what the commotion was all about.
âdingus, the fuck are you doing? thereâs a customer.â itâs robin, and steveâs eyes shoot up to the clock, sheâs early, and heâs wincing because really, out of all days. steve coughs awkwardly, some feeble excuse on his tongue dies when robin takes notice of his disheveled appearance and he can tell sheâs grown suspicious, that sheâs got questions he doesnât really want to reveal the answers to. her suspicions quickly turn into disgust when she pieces the picture together, and sheâs looking at the door as if she can already guess whoâs behind there with him. âthink you can see what they want? iâm a bit preoccupied.â and robin is feigning a gag, all while the customer just stands there, judging the both of them before making a comment about the lack of professionalism the youth have these day.
âiâm not even clocked in you idiot!â but it doesnât matter, because steveâs quick to close the door on her and robin flips him off when she thinks the customer isnât looking. they were, and itâs just another thing she has to deal with before her shift even begins.
ii.
steve thinks itâs entirely unfair that youâre ignoring him right now. heâs lying between your legs, breath tickling your thighs and practically yearning for your attention. yet youâre more engrossed in whatever it is that nancy is saying to you on the phone, than your amazing, perfect, and very bored boyfriend. sure, youâve go one hand playing idly with his hair, and itâs enough to have him close his eyes, to enjoy the way you rake your fingers through it softly, but itâs not enough to ease the ache of not being the centre of your attention. if the role were reversed, there wouldnât even be a phone call, steve would happily ignore all his responsibilities if it meant he got to laze around with you, the most important person in his life.
itâs quiet, and the only sound in the room is nancyâs small voice bleeding through the speaker. sheâs gossiping, giggling about something jonathan said and the vibration of your laughter makes steve look up, and he hates that heâs jealous over nothing. he hates that your attention is split between two, especially when it was so rare for the two of you to have a joint day off like this. sure, you both technically worked at the radio station, and you guys did see each other everyday, but rarely did he get to have you to himself like this.
heâs bored, grumbling under his breath and it momentarily grabs your attention, nancyâs speaking, but youâre not particularly listening right now, eyes locked onto your pouting boyfriend, whoâs rolling his eyes and moving out of your space. youâre raising an eyebrow, and heâs leaning over you, and a part of you is expecting him to cling on to you, to bridge the sudden space between you. he cranes his body over yours, and breathes out a quick âsorry nance.â before taking the phone out of your hand and hanging up, placing it back on the cradle, and you can hear her sigh before sheâs cut off. âsteve, i was using that.â and he hums, clearly not listening in favour of wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side and focusing on the movie that played as background noise.
âoh sorry, i didnât realise.â heâs being sarcastic, and you roll your eyes and hit his chest playfully, melting into his embrace nonetheless, because you were always so weak for your boyfriend despite his questionable intentions. âyouâre lucky i love you.â and he canât fight the smile on his face, he canât play the role of the upset boyfriend anymore, because you always knew how to have him swoon with just a few words. âyeah? love you too.â thereâs a lingering kiss to the edge of your mouth, and youâre turning your head, trying to catch his lips fully but heâs pulling away, teasing you like he always does.
âsteve..â the roles feel reversed now, like youâre the one vowing for his attention and you realise just how easy you played into his hands. âyouâre annoying.â he nods, âengrossedâ in the movie, and your fingers are grazing his jaw, pulling him back into your bubble so you can kiss him properly, so you can give him the attention you both were craving. âoh, hi baby.â steve is playing dumb, and you shake your head, bringing him even closer to the point where you have your legs thrown over his lap, perched on his thighs and blocking the view of the tv. âdonât âhi babyâ me steve.â and the act drops, hands on your waist and heâs sighing into your mouth, both of you longing for the other.
âmissed you.â heâs murmuring against your lips, breath mingling with yours and you can feel the way he pouts like he just canât believe you wouldâve rather spoken to nancy than to have him like this. âiâve been here all day stevie..â and heâs shaking his head, pulling you closer because itâs different, yeah, you were here physically, but your attention wasnât. steve just wanted to spend his day lying around idly with his girlfriend with no distractions, no interruptions.
âyou were on the phone with nance for ages..â a sigh leaves your lips, cooing at his obvious bitterness and youâre quick to move both hands to the sides of his face, forcing him to look at you and you lean in for a chaste kiss. âit was for like ten minutes, youâre such a big baby..â steve rolls his eyes, but thereâs a crack of a smile when he feels you stare at him, eyes shining with that familiar adoration and he doesnât respond to your very true statement, because heâs aware that he was acting out, but really, who cares when heâs got you like this.
âyeah yeah, now can we please pay attention to your very handsome, doting boyfriend who wants to kiss his beautiful girlfriend right now.â and you just nod, breathing out a laugh and leaning forward once again.
iii.
dustin really wishes he missed this crawl, maybe then he wouldnât have to deal with you and steve giggling in the front of the van like two lovesick teenagers. steveâs got a hand situated on your thigh, hearts in his eyes as you sit there, full focus on him whilst he explains the significance of the clutch pedal. you had made an offhanded comment on how you wish you learnt how to drive manual, and steve perked up, he felt like a petrolhead, eager to teach you all he knew.
dustinâs fiddling with a rubikâs cube he found lying around in the back, waiting for the signal from the others at the station, knowing itâd take awhile before they could finally hit the road. so heâs sighing, looking anywhere but the two of you, because he can already picture it, the way steve is gloating, priding himself on his extensive knowledge of shifting gears. he doesnât need to look over to picture the way youâre batting your eyes, humming along to every word steve says, hyperaware of how steveâs hand is inching higher without him even realising it.
dustin wants to gag, you two were so disgustingly into each other that itâs suffocating, itâs got him flicking the antenna of his walkie and mumbling into the speaker, voicing a prayer and a cry for help. he can hear a snicker on the other side of the frequency, itâs robin, and she doesnât even have the courtesy to act surprised, because it could be worse. âdonât bother henderson, itâs been like this all day.â and he sighs, because he thought you two wouldâve been tired of each other by now, really, he doesnât understand how you find steve interesting enough to be infatuated by him at all waking hours of the day.
he thinks of steve like an older brother, his best friend, someone he looks up to but even he also knows just how annoying he can be. he admires your loyalty, because dustin mightâve clawed his hair out if he had to deal with steve the same way you do. steve was different before the two of you met, that cool, uncaring facade he carried with him only switched on when you were around and now that you two were together and grossly in love, it was like he was looking at a completely different person.
steve harrington, the same guy who beat the shit out some demodogs, who put up a fight against the russians is now the same steve whoâs distracted by your every move, who misses his queues at the squawk because heâs too enamoured by you walking past while theyâre on air. the same steve who keeps a polaroid of you two in his wallet, who insists that he canât hang out with dustin on sundayâs because itâs date night, or because you two are seeing a movie. the same steve thatâs looking at you like youâve hung the stars, even in the cramped seats of the squawk van.
itâs best to ignore you two for now, because dustin knows that steve is too focused on you to even entertain his disappointed looks he keeps throwing at the pair of you. steve canât help it though, heâs been dreaming for a girl like you, and now that youâre finally his, he wants to make sure that you know how much you mean to him, even at the cost of being teased by the entire party for being at your beck and call.
â..and thatâs how you avoid a stall.â youâre nodding, and steveâs got that smug smile he always has when heâs showing off, and you couldnât find him any more attractive as you do right now. youâre not even remotely interested in manual driving anymore, not when youâre distracted by how he hot he looks when heâs focused on something. you donât even register the static of laughter in the back, the sound of a snicker coming through the speakers because steveâs looking at you in full earnest, soft smile tugged on his lips and itâs like the world around you goes mute.
âokay lovebirds, please donât forget iâm here too.â a voice chimes in, and itâs like someoneâs snapped their fingers, your attention drifting over from steve to dustinâs folded arms, he twitches when he can see you finally take off your rose tinted glasses and come back down to earth. you hear steve sigh beside you, annoyed that your time together is always cut short, and turns his head to greet his younger friend. âyes henderson?â but heâs distracted by the sound of your laughter, youâre clearing enjoying the exchange between the two and it just peeves dustin off more.
steve really canât stay annoyed for long, not when youâre there; he has a soft spot for you always, and not even dustinâs glare can spoil his mood. âcanât you two hold it in until after the crawl?â dustin chimes in again, his hands emphasising the telemetry tracker beside him, and you nod, promising the two of you will behave, much to steveâs dismay. âbaby..â you hold a hand out to stop steve from speaking out, and he pauses, eyes looking between you and dustin, and you can see the exact moment he gives up.
steve doesnât remove his hand from your thigh though, instead he laces his fingers with yours and squeezes, because he still craves your touch even when heâs silently moping like this. you smile at him, squeezing back, and itâs then that they finally get the signal to drive, and dustin couldnât be happier.
iv.
the kids had just graduated, and you soon find yourself situated with the others on the roof of the radio station. the nostalgia hitting and memories flood in of your time together at the squawk, and it feels like no time has changed, despite it being over a year since you all decided to pursue your seperate aspirations. thereâs the lingering feeling of sentimentality, seeing your friends after months apart, and knowing itâll be a long ways away until youâre all reunited again after this. it didnât help that robinâs final goodbye on the radio had your heart feeling heavy for the past couple hours now, and sitting here, drink in tow, wasnât doing it any favours.
jonathan and steve are bickering about the premise of jonathanâs film; capitalism, cannibalism? you werenât really paying attention to the two, your eyes trailing around you, taking in the scenery, the sunset, the memories, and youâre thinking back to the first time you had discovered how to climb up to the roof. robin notices your silence, because she too is reminiscing all the time she took for granted with you guys, you two lock eyes, and thereâs a silent agreement that youâd give anything to go back to how things were, minus the end of the world.
itâs then that robin speaks, roping nancy into spilling information about the âhot babes at emerson.â which has nancy rolling her eyes. she had dropped out, and that itself felt like a bombshell, but she had always known that maybe it wasnât on the cards for her, that she was destined for other things, and you envy it a little. you hadnât quite figured out what you wanted to do with your time, you felt a bit behind, and it was scary.
steve notices how quiet youâve gotten, and the familiar feeling of his hand sliding into yours, fingers intertwined, is enough to silence that nagging voice in your head for the time being. youâre squeezing his hand back, grateful for the distraction before you notice the others around you fall quiet, itâs jarring how awkward it feels before robinâs clearing her throat, and sheâs the one to address the elephant in the room.
âso is no one going to mention that huge rock on your hand?â and just like that, the air around you feels lighter and you canât help but laugh at how blunt sheâs being, and how shocked the others look when they finally take notice of the ring on your finger. âholy shit!â nancy exclaims, and sheâs quick to move out of her chair, smacking steveâs hand out of yours; to which he groans in faux annoyance, in favour of checking the diamond attached to you.
it makes steveâs heart swell, the familiar feeling of pride that situates itself whenever he looks down at the engagement ring he had bought months ago. itâs a reminder of just how lucky he is, how heâs finally found the one, that heâs promised forever with you. âoh yeah, that..â youâre shy when people notice, but you canât fight the grin that makes itâs way to your face every time, because steve harrington will always be your person, and now you have a physical reminder of that.
âspoiled her on a coachâs salary too.â you smack his shoulder, and steve pouts, knowing you canât stay mad at him for long. thereâs obvious heart eyes when you look up at him, that all too familiar feeling of yearning you donât think will ever fade. itâs disgustingly cute, atleast thatâs what robin says when she breaks the silence, and you canât help but shy away from the eyes of the others, their gazes soft and it makes you feel extra vulnerable.
âtook you long enoughâ robinâs calling out from beside you, and you furrow your eyebrows, because it still shocks you when you think back to his proposal, steve down on one knee with shining eyes and wobbly smile. he had this speech about how he couldnât imagine a life without you, it was endearing how nervous he was, how sweaty his hand got whilst it was latched with yours, and you always tear up when you think back to that moment, how easy it was to say yes.
ânow, whatâre your thoughts about having six little nuggets?â jonathan jokes, and steve shoots him a glare, but you donât fail to metion how easy it is to imagine a family with steve. âi mean, maybe not six, but definitely atleast two.â and it shuts steve up, you two had only really talked about kids a handful of times, nothing too serious, but heâs looking at you with stars in his eyes, thereâs that familiar look of adoration, and you can see jonathan instantly regret bringing it up. âgreat, youâve set him off again.â and steve doesnât even care, because heâll always be guilty of being in love with you, and god forbid a man is infatuated with his future wife.
yeah i ainât even got an excuse for this one i literally blinked and it became this big ass fic.
i sincerely hope you all enjoyed this :) & please lmk if this was ok!!
i think a part of myself will always have room for steve, especially over the last month or so since i started writing. itâs kinda scary releasing something, but seeing people reblog and comment that they like my writing is enough for me to continue !!
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