1x08 | 3x08 Steve “must protect Nancy” Harrington

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1x08 | 3x08 Steve “must protect Nancy” Harrington
That roar sounding against the dark sky was unmistakable. Steve first heard it in freak Jonathan Byers’s house, then again in the middle of the Hawkins junkyard, then again underground in a series of Upside Down tunnels. His eyes widened in concern and shock. Didn’t the Hawkins Laboratory officials say this wasn’t going to happen again, ever again?
“Holy shit.”
Steve was on his way home from basketball practice when he heard it. It was dark outside, but it wasn’t that late, only around 7:30 or so; he strolled to his car parked in the Hawkins High School lot, thinking he’d be home in six or seven minutes, eat dinner, and watch M*A*S*H reruns until he fell asleep. The night took a completely different turn once the deep snarl echoed in the night. That was a bad sign – a very bad sign. If Steve could hear it, that mean it was nearby.
Steve wasn’t an idiot. He knew he couldn’t face a faceless monster alone – yet he alsodidn’t want to endanger his friends. He could potentially take care of it himself, maybe, because if he warned the rest of the neighborhood, they’d just want in on the fun of destroying it. The cop – the cop who watched over that weird girl with the bloody nose and the powers – Steve would have to tell him. He’d know how to deal with this.
He frantically pulled out of the lot, driving along the single lane road with a rapidly beating heart and sweaty palms. His life was supposed to be normal after last year, and this was far from it. He’d been lost in thought before long, before he could realize that thing crossing the narrow street in front of him, revealing it’s heinous demeanor.
BAM.
“Holy fucking shit!” Steve screamed, blood staining the windshield as he harshly swerved to the side of the road. In the brightness of his headlights facing the other direction, he could see what he hit. The fucking monster. The demo-dog; whatever Dustin called it. It was lying in the middle of the street and it was bleeding out and – did he kill it? Was it alive? Steve was panicking, officially, alone in his car on what should have been an ordinary Tuesday night. And he hadn’t the slightest clue what to do next.
@suburbanrenegade asked ❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
“Uuugg.” Steve groaned a bit, embarrassed that Nancy Wheeler was seeing him in this state. Again. How many times had he gotten his ass kicked in front of her? He lost count after two, but with all those kicks to the head, it could have been more.
“I could have taken them on, you know,” he argued, “they just got in a lucky punch. Or two.”
CARING SENTENCE STARTERS
for muses that need a little love.
❝ i’m here for you. ❞
❝ let me help with that. ❞
❝ i’m here. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna hurt you. ❞
❝ if they do it again, you tell me. ❞
❝ i’ll protect you. ❞
❝ i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ❞
❝ let me take a look… ❞
❝ i’m a phone call away. ❞
❝ you should have called me. ❞
❝ here, sleep. ❞
❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
❝ hey, shh, it’s okay. ❞
❝ i’ll never let you go. ❞
❝ you’re with me now. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna take you from my side. ❞
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞
❝ i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. ❞
❝ it’s safe here. ❞
❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞
@fighterwheeler said “you never understand.”
“Oh, yeah?” the hurt in Steve’s tone was evident as he took a step towards her, angry and frustrated and honestly pained that Nancy would even insinuate such an idea. He had to come a long way to mature, sure, but when push came to shove, Steve was there for her. He tried his best to understand, and it was a weak assumption on her part, to think he didn’t, when they had shared so much horror and heartbreak in this strange town.
“I think I understand better than you give me credit for. Sometimes I wonder if you think I’m still that asshole you dated from high school. Be honest, Nancy, is that really how you still see me?”
pretty and put together or so they all thought, inside nancy was losing her mind day by day working for those giant assholes in a nice cushioned job, being treated like less then an intern and not even being able to say her opinion all of this was weighing down on her significantly. an authentic laugh falls from her cherry lips, her spoon clashing with steve’s, lips curled into a small frown as he steals some of her ice cream. “ jerk. “ nancy says in a teasing tone, smiling a little, it felt good to be so far away from the toxicity of everything and falling back into something familiar by catching up with steve, whom she thought she hadn’t talked to in what felt like ages, since the world wasn’t falling apart, she supposed they had their own lives to attend to, and she was seriously interested to know what he had been up to this whole time. “ yeah so basically my job sucks, how is yours? “ she questions, taking a bite of chocolate ice cream and grinning a little as she reaches for a napkin to wipe her face. @kinggsteve
There was something natural about sharing time with Nancy that Steve had missed. He pretended he didn’t, or tried to tell himself he didn’t, but connecting with her again felt good, albeit slightly embarrassing. Here was Nancy Wheeler, ambitious, intelligent, beautiful. Her hair was permed and she was done up in a dress Steve had never seen before. Meanwhile, there was him, slinging ice cream in cones mostly for prepubescent kids who were grateful for their first taste of summer freedom.
“What do you think?” Steve quipped, offering her a knowing look, “I’ve got no real sense of direction in my life, and while I attempt to figure out where it’s going, I’m here.”
&. ARGUING STARTERS.
“i can’t believe you.”
“are you serious?”
“we’re not finished. i’m not just going to let this go.”
“so you don’t trust me?”
“fuck you.”
“you know me! and the fact that you still think i’d do that hurts the most.”
“i miss the old you. i don’t want the person you’ve become.”
“you never understand.”
“you said the same thing last time.”
“i’m so tired of constantly doing this with you.”
“you don’t even try to see it from my perspective.”
“i’m not apologizing.”
“hell if i care.”
“this is fucking bullshit.”
“why are you always the one who’s breaking my heart?”
“i can’t do this anymore.”
“you don’t mean that.”
“i hate you.”
“you never keep your promises.”
“out of all the things you’ve told me, what was true?”
“i can’t even look at you.”
“do you even love me anymore?”
“i’m fucking done.”
“i shouldn’t have ever trusted you.”
“you’re being unfair.”
“i’m not going to keep being your little secret. i deserve better.”
“i’m leaving.”
“just… just go.”
“i thought you’d be the one to make me happy.”
“you don’t even pretend to care about me.”
“i don’t even remember the last time you told me you loved me.”
“don’t go.”
“i never asked for this.”
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“I can’t believe I’m such a jerk.”
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“Hey, hey, hey,” Steve started quickly, instinctively, as if it was simply in his blood to comfort and reassure the curly-haired woman in front of him. Nancy had, up until somewhat recently, always been his source of support. It felt only natural for him to return that gesture.
“You’re not a jerk. At all.” He placed his hands on his shoulders reassuringly, trying to fight his awareness of the spark that may or may not have flickered when he touched her, but it was a moot point, anyway. Nancy had moved on. “If I looked up ‘jerk’ in the dictionary, I’m pretty sure your name would come up as an antonym.” His eyebrows raised slightly, impressed with even himself that he used a word like antonym in a regular conversation with Nancy Wheeler. All of his time spent with Henderson was starting to rub off on Steve, it seemed.
some stranger things season 3 humor sentence prompts . ( spoiler free. )
❝ hey! HEYYYY! ❞
❝ 3 inch minimum! ❞
❝ I need for them to break up. ❞
❝ you know what? your mom called. ❞
❝ a heart to heart? what is that? ❞
❝ maybe i’ll just kill ___. ❞
❝ crazy? you wanna see real crazy? ❞
❝ AHOY LADIES! ❞
❝ hey, dingus! ❞
❝ your children are here! ❞
❝ how many children are you friends with? ❞
❝ i dump your ass. ❞
❝ you sure you’re tall enough for that ride? ❞
❝ you need help getting up, little ___ ? ❞
❝ do you knock? jeez! ❞
❝ yeah, jeez! ❞
❝ you know that means you suck? ❞
❝ that was pig latin, dingus. ❞
❝ they make, like, really crazy noises. ❞
❝ yeah, but…like, happy screams. ❞
❝ happy screams? what is happy screams? ❞
❝ okay, i’m just going to lend you my mom’s cosmo. ❞
❝ how many times have you seen him with a shirt ON?❞
❝ c’mon, man, not my scooper! ❞
❝ have you ever actually WON a fight? ❞
❝ just shut up and push me! ❞
❝ not my feet, dumbass! ❞
❝ push my ass! ❞
❝ touch my butt! i don’t care! ❞
❝ yeah, i don’t know. ❞
❝ oh, i can fit. i just don’t know if i want to. ❞
❝ you know what that sounds like to me? child endangerment. ❞
❝ machina! vroom vroom! ❞
❝ she’s gonna hunt you down, one-by-one, and slit your throat. ❞
❝ i don’t care about tina! or uncle jack’s party! ❞
❝ dude! you did it! you won a fight! ❞
❝ we all die, my strange little friend. ❞
❝ SPARE ME! ❞
❝ you yelled at them like it was a parent-teacher conference and hung up on them. ❞
❝ we’re on the way to rescue our children from the big, bad, fourth of july celebration. ❞
❝ children! children! children! ❞
❝ why don’t you two cut the horseshit and get to the part where you admit your sexual feelings for one another? ❞
❝ WOAH! ❞
❝ yes, he’s a brute. i know. ❞
❝ but admit it, you’re real curious what he’s like in the sack. ❞
❝ and YOU! HA! ❞
❝ you’re just a big manbaby who’d rather act tough then show his real feelings. ❞
❝ because the last time you opened your heart you got hurt. OWIE!. ❞
❝ you’re dancing around one another with this mind-numbing and frankly boorish mating ritual. ❞
❝ please, for my sake. ❞
❝ either quit your bickering or pull over, tear off those clothes, and GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY! ❞
❝ i told them they should have sex. ❞
❝ did we get that verse right? it’s unfold behind the clouds? ❞
❝ are you drugged? ❞
❝ how many times, dad? i don’t DO drugs. ❞
❝ he says it’s strawberry. his slurpee. ❞
❝ he did ask for cherry. ❞
❝ you do what this man tells you and you’re all gonna die! ❞
❝ i’m sorry. why is this four year old talking to me? ❞
❝ i’m ten, you bald bastard! ❞
❝ not my feet, dumbass! ❞
❝ NOTHING! THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH NANA! ❞
❝ is that a new zit? ❞
❝ MOM! GET OFF THE PHONE! HOW MANY TIMES??? ❞
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“I didn’t hit her. I’d like to very much, and I probably will later, but give me a break!”
“Pick on someone your own size!”
“I happen to have a serious problem!”
“I look exactly the same as I have since summer… Utterly forgettable.”
“You need four inches of bod, and a great birthday.”
“Now don’t give me that pouty look of yours.”
“They fucking forgot my birthday.”
“Everything’s just getting shittier.”
“Maybe I’m interested in more than a party.”
“Come on, _____, you talk like you’re hard up.”
“There has to be a more dignified mode of transportation.”
“Will you quit feeling sorry for yourself? It’s bad for your complexion!”
“You know, I’m getting input here that I’m reading as relatively hostile.”
“You know, a girl with a hat is just so… Vogue.”
“My goodness are you a sight for sore eyes!”
“I swear to God, this has got to be a joke.”
“What’s happening hot stuff?”
“This is the single worst day of my entire life.”
“What the hell are you bitching about?”
“Don’t be cute.”
“You’re really acting like… An asshole.”
“Well, if you don’t have anything, you don’t have anything to lose, right?”
“Way to go, dick face.”
“C’mon, you know you’re the one I wanna bug.”
“It is physically impossible for me to get happy.”
“This information cannot this room, okay? It would devastate my reputation as a guy.”
“Look, I’d appreciate you not laughing, okay?”
“He doesn’t even know I exist.”
“If you’re lying, I’ll beat the crap out of you!”
“I can name twenty guys who would kill to love me.”
“This may sound incredibly dumb, but I love you and I’ll do anything to make you love me.”
“I can’t believe I’m such a jerk.”
“He’s really bitchin’.”
“Listen, I know you’re there, I can hear you breathing.”
“He’s beautiful and perfect and I like him a real lot and he doesn’t like me, okay?”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, I love you.”
“That’s why they call them crushes. If they were easy, they’d call them something else.”
“You know, when you’re given things kind of easily, you don’t always appreciate them.”
“When you do find the right guy, don’t let him boss you around.”
“Make sure he knows you wear the pants in the family.”
“She thinks you’re the cat’s meow.”
“They don’t have the balls to admit it, you know what I mean?”
“Such assholes, I can’t believe it.”
“Bitch, bitch, bitch —— bitch is a female dog.”
“I told you dudes I was hot.”
“That, my friend(s), is what the pictures are for.”
“You’re pissing me off.”
“Deep down, he’s really sorry.”
“Nothing could shock me anymore.”
“Oh, watch your language, Mr. Dirty Mouth!”
“Why you little scuzzbag!”
“She’s uh, she’s a little out of it.”
“What’re you doing here?”
“I heard you were here.”
“You came here for me?”
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