HARRINGTON, STEVE.
former hawkins’ asshole pretty boy, turned demo-dog destroying babysitter. bisexual. libra sun. “the hair.” the most loyal sidekick. has two working brain cells at all times.
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@harringtoncharms
HARRINGTON, STEVE.
former hawkins’ asshole pretty boy, turned demo-dog destroying babysitter. bisexual. libra sun. “the hair.” the most loyal sidekick. has two working brain cells at all times.
i’m gooood, miss you 🥺
how are you? 🤍
i miss you too! i’m alright, hangin’ in there!
Harrington… can we uh, talk for a second? Look, that conversation we had in the van, some of the things I said were warranted, and some weren’t. Calling you a selfish, chauvinistic meathead? Yeah, that was a dick move. Maybe King Steve would’ve deserved that once upon a time, but not the guy in front of me now. Anyways, anyways I’m sorry.
yeah. yeah, no, i get it. and prying into your relationship… assuming shit just to hurt your feelings? that wasn’t cool of me, either, for what it’s worth.
Some of the shit you said though was true. Ever since I got back from Lenora the foundation between us hasn’t been steady and it’s my fault. I mean, I was distant, kept important things from her and I could have done better. But the whole pothead thing? I haven’t been doing weed or lighting up, pretty much gave that up the second El got arrested.
oh shit, really? … i mean, good on you, dude. i’m glad to hear you’re better, at least if it’s only a little bit. not just for nancy, or whatever, but for you.
Better is a strong word, wouldn’t really call it that. When I was in Lenora you know what I realized? That not every town is on fire. It gave me the chance to breathe. I’ve been taking care of my mom and Will my entire life, had to carry a lot of shit. As much as I hated living there, it at least let me taste some freedom.
yeah… to call you a pothead was really shitty of me. i guess that’s where i put my foot in my mouth. i tend to not step out of my own shoes, because i love hawkins. your trauma is here, in hawkins… and i’m sorry.
hiiiii 🤍
hi, sweets. how’re you doing?
someone please tell @harringtoncharms that we didn't encounter barney the dinosaur on our date
IS THIS NOT LITERALLY BARNEY???
NO !!!! HE SAYS HIS NAME IS WILLIAM AFTON. QUICK. SEARCH HIM UP !!!!
oh.
so why was he being a voyeur freak then, huh? i could take him.
... can i watch? 🤭
… nance … there’s gotta be a limit somewhere
god forbid i wanna watch you beat the shit out of someone.
can't have shit no more. 😔
you’ve watched people beat the shit out of me …
steeeeeeve
briiiiii
someone please tell @harringtoncharms that we didn't encounter barney the dinosaur on our date
IS THIS NOT LITERALLY BARNEY???
NO !!!! HE SAYS HIS NAME IS WILLIAM AFTON. QUICK. SEARCH HIM UP !!!!
oh.
so why was he being a voyeur freak then, huh? i could take him.
... can i watch? 🤭
… nance … there’s gotta be a limit somewhere
someone please tell @harringtoncharms that we didn't encounter barney the dinosaur on our date
IS THIS NOT LITERALLY BARNEY???
NO !!!! HE SAYS HIS NAME IS WILLIAM AFTON. QUICK. SEARCH HIM UP !!!!
oh.
so why was he being a voyeur freak then, huh? i could take him.
someone please tell @harringtoncharms that we didn't encounter barney the dinosaur on our date
IS THIS NOT LITERALLY BARNEY???
Harrington… can we uh, talk for a second? Look, that conversation we had in the van, some of the things I said were warranted, and some weren’t. Calling you a selfish, chauvinistic meathead? Yeah, that was a dick move. Maybe King Steve would’ve deserved that once upon a time, but not the guy in front of me now. Anyways, anyways I’m sorry.
yeah. yeah, no, i get it. and prying into your relationship… assuming shit just to hurt your feelings? that wasn’t cool of me, either, for what it’s worth.
Some of the shit you said though was true. Ever since I got back from Lenora the foundation between us hasn’t been steady and it’s my fault. I mean, I was distant, kept important things from her and I could have done better. But the whole pothead thing? I haven’t been doing weed or lighting up, pretty much gave that up the second El got arrested.
oh shit, really? … i mean, good on you, dude. i’m glad to hear you’re better, at least if it’s only a little bit. not just for nancy, or whatever, but for you.
Harrington… can we uh, talk for a second? Look, that conversation we had in the van, some of the things I said were warranted, and some weren’t. Calling you a selfish, chauvinistic meathead? Yeah, that was a dick move. Maybe King Steve would’ve deserved that once upon a time, but not the guy in front of me now. Anyways, anyways I’m sorry.
yeah. yeah, no, i get it. and prying into your relationship… assuming shit just to hurt your feelings? that wasn’t cool of me, either, for what it’s worth.
headcanon of the day: steve is puppy boy coded. that’s all i’m saying on that one
hope you feel better soon, admin! take as long as you need and don’t feel like you have to rush back to us 🤍
thank you, sweet angel. i’ll be back soon i promise!
Hey, hope you’re feeling better soon. Rest as long as you need. <3
this is really sweet. thank you, i’m trying my best. with undiagnosed issues i truly don’t know what the hell is wrong with me but i’ll figure it out and (hopefully) be around to pester you all more
health issues are getting fairly serious. i’m so sorry i’m not ignoring any of you i promise
hawkins should implement a city-wide nap time. just saying.
this … actually isn’t a bad idea. normally, I just don’t listen to this man. but — I think we should hear him out on this one !
why is everyone against listening to me? this has to be a crime of some sort.
probably because you’re just a little bit of a dingus, harrington !
A little bit..? Sure
wow — ! wow.
murray just brought like ... seven boxes of peanut butter boppers. i'm assuming they're for you??
hell yeah they are! oh my god, they’re the best. want one, nance?
hm ... i don't know. those things can be like cement. murray threw one at me and it hit me in the eye ...
eh, fuck it. why not? you're sharing, which is a rarity in and of itself!
hey — ! i share all the time!
… and the boppers are good, okay? like, really good. cement, my ass.
she blinks for a moment, before slowly pointing at her slightly bruised eye.
" cement, i tell you ... "
upon seeing the purple toned bruising around her eye, he softens and immediately jumps into action.
“woah, hey … you alright?” he isn’t even thinking when he lifts a careful hand to trace over the swollen skin. “you weren’t kidding …”
a slight wince at his touch, though tender, still was rather painful to her swollen eye. but she leaned into the touch regardless.
"i'm alright ... he was just like 'hey wheeler, catch' and then ... smack. but it's not like it's bleeding or falling out." she tries to shrug it off, and tries to make a joke of it. "i'd look pretty damn cool with an eyepatch, though."
giving a halfassed sorry smile, his hand drops, clearing his throat in an attempt to hide the gentleness he’d just put on display so vulnerably.
“hopefully you won’t ever need one, but, yeah. you could have a totally customized one, like a pastel pink that says ‘one-eyed wheeler.’” he can’t help the teasing in his tone.
a small smile rests on her features in return, moving to lean against a nearby wall and shoving her hands in her pockets. but as always, he always found a way to make her laugh. it was as if he had some sort of sixth sense to channel into how she felt.
"don't start saying that around mike or holly; i'll be having to deal with two weeks of sea shanties around my house." she quipped back.
“what, no pirate’s life for you?” his nose almost scrunches up with the mere thought of it, her younger siblings being absolute nuisances. over the previous few years, he’d learned rapidly what that feeling was like.
“alright, then you gotta promise not to shoot your eye out or something, like that kid from a christmas story.”
"nah, not for me. my mom, maybe. with the amount of wine she's been drinking."
ah yes, karen wheeler taking the 'wine mom' trope too seriously and quite literally getting through boxes of wine bottles a day. how lovely!
"ah, damn. ya caught me there, steve. guess my plans for the weekend are now out the window." her arms move up in an exasperated gesture, though clearly sarcastic.
steve cringes at that — both in sympathy for her, and at the remembrance of the last time he’d seen karen. god, has she changed. the impact it must’ve had on nancy certainly isn’t lost on him.
“well … it just sounds like you’re in need of new, better plans now.” he starts, leaning up against the wall but giving her enough space, arms crossed over his chest.
it was a lot for nancy to see. her mother essentially deteriorating and becoming a better mother to a bottle than the three children that needed her the most. but all the more reason for nancy to step up for her siblings.
when he leaned against the wall, she turned her body to face him; big doe eyes landing on his and tilting her head a little bit.
"care to be those better plans and release me from my potential boredom dungeon...?"
bingo. precisely the answer steve had been looking for. though he tries his best to hide the eagerness akin to a golden retriever puppy, it shows when he perks up ever so slightly.
“yeah? you wanna hang out with little ol’ me?” the banter comes so naturally to him, at least with nancy. she’s always felt so easy to talk to, even with the not-so-savory history looming behind them.
“how about this? we grab some shitty pizza, we load into the beemer, and we park somewhere totally inconspicuous to people watch as they sled down that shitty metal coverup and potentially wipe-out or get arrested.”