OKAY I THINK TUMBLR MIGHTVE EATEN UO MY ASK SO IM SENDING IT JUST CASE BUT THIS IS LITERALLY STEVE CODED. the way he just kept going and the i got more to teach at the end… LIKE BE SERIOUSSSSSSSSDSS
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no reallllllll
just the casual flirting oh my fucking GOD bffr.
like ok picture this with me alright please?
you meet steve in like. peak king days. like s1 ok. and you guys do not like each other right like. not enemies or anything like that but you guys are just like. indifferent to one another ok. and you guys get paired up for something. a school project or something stupid. and the whole time, there’s just this. tension. like palpable tension. and it’s like this like. flirting and teasing and sneaking little glances and little lingering touches like every interaction is just. heated. and eventually you to FINALLY fuck. in his house, on like a random thursday night after a party. and it’s sooo good. like not GREAT, but it’s good . like good good. like. ‘i wanna do this again’ good. and then you guys sort of become fuck buddies for a minute. and it’s good . like it’s just fun . it’s casual and he gives you attention and he always calls you pretty after and hot during<3 and it’s just so flirty and tense and it’s like hnnnngh it’s just fun:)
but then he starts dating nancy yk. so he pulls away a bit. you’re still friends, he comes to you from time to time for advice. and it hurts. bc you were just starting to kind of develop feelings for him (not that you’d ever tell him) but it hurts that he would just . pass you up so easy for someone else:/ someone who’s like. perfect. and you kind of get subconsciously pissed at him. pull away a bit.
and then he and nancy break up. and the first house he goes to is yours. he’s fucking devastated. like actually about to cry sitting at the foot of your bed, head in his hands. and you feel bad for him but it’s also like. he’s using you, it feels like he’s dragging you along yk. but you really care about him at this point so you’re always there. you’re always there for him. for those next few weeks when he’s losing his friends after he lost nancy, and he just feels so helplessly alone. you’re there. you guys take turns sleeping over at each other’s places and you guys share the bed and you always wake up with him holding you:( and a couple times, a couple vulnerable nights, he kisses you, he grabs you and kisses you so soft and desperate and needy. but you always stop him. bc you know he’s just looking for someone to fill that void in him. that void that nancy left. he doesn’t actually want you. he just wants to sleep with you so he doesnt have to feel so shitty. so you stop him.
and eventually you realize. he's really not gonna get over nancy. not anytime soon. not without another bump on the head. so you find someone else. a nice guy. he's not steve. but yk, hes nice:) and he treats you well and he cares about you and it feels nice. nice to have someone care just as much for you as you do for him, no strings or ex's attached. and steves happy for you, of course he is. he has to be. he obviously cant tell you hes falling in love with you. not now, not after all this time. not after all the bullshit with nancy and you always being there for him. youre happy. and hes happy youre happy.
so he starts sleeping around. comparing all of them to you. everyone thinks hes trying to get over nance, but little do they know hes been pining after you for months. driving you to and from work, letting you come over when youre boyfriends being a dick, buying you birthday and christmas gifts hoping you'll catch the hint but you never do. you could never believe steve harrington would actually have feelings for you, its so out of the question.
so youre boyfriends being especially shitty one night, and you run to steve, like you normally do, but this time, instead of his normal "he doesnt deserve you" or "you could have anyone, anyone you wanted. you could do so much better"… he kisses you. steve kisses you again. after so long. and you cant lie, it feels good. so so so good again. and he tells you he loves you. that hes loved you for months. that hes not asking you to break up with your boyfriend, but he just had to tell you, he couldnt keep it in any longer. that hed still do anything for you. that hes gonna be here no matter what. he just. loves you . alot. and its painful sometimes. but if that means having you in his life, then thats what hell do.
and then you leave. you leave him there. in his big house. alone again. and he thinks that’s it. that’s he’s fucked everything up. that he’s never gonna see you again.
but then you’re back the next night. you look scared. scared when he opened the door… and then you tell him you broke up with him. your boyfriend.
and then he kisses you. and kisses you and kisses you and kisses you and drags you to bed:)
Listen LISTEN recording yourself for Steve. And then immediately calling him to listen him being in shock
ALSO him filming you while you blow him
hnnnnnnggh yea
sometimes when you’re feeling a little bold you’ll text modern!steve like “hey:) would you be opposed to nudes rn:)” and he texts back IMMEDIATELY even though he’s at work like “in what world would i say no. please…. i can find a bathroom.” and you send him a blurred photo of your tits or something and you can see him typing but you immediately call him instead and he picks up after the first ring like “what else are you wearing :)” and you’re like “when does your shift end :)” and he’s like “it can end right now depending on your answer” and you’re like “ok and what if i told you ‘nothing’” and he’s instantly running out to the front desk with the phone down — while you’re still on the other end — in a huff like “robs im sorry something happened back at the house ill be back in... like an hour” and you can faintly hear her calling out a “you two are fucking insatiable. and gross” and he snarks back like “yeah yeah don’t call me unless you smell smoke” and he’s back to you on the phone like “i’m on my way now, robs said i could go home early” LMFAOOOO
also yes totally his entire hidden album on his phone is basically photos/videos of you. not all of them are straight up sexual but you’re naked in pretty much all of them — one of you when you first woke up in his bed naked, smiling up at him; one of you painting your toenails right after a shower on the bedroom floor; one of you on your knees looking up at him in only a pair of his boxers. and then there’s the videos. some from the first few times you guys decided to film anything, like one of him stuffing his thumb in your mouth as he fucks you and one that’s just a video of your face as he slips it in. and then there’s the lowkey sex tapes. when you guys said fuck it and he propped his phone up on his nightstand to film you to fucking. and one of him fucking into you as you lay on your back and he’s talking you through your orgasm and telling you to look at the camera. and one thats completely black, just an audio of your little noises and him shushing you and telling you how good you are at taking his cock. and then there’s a couple nudes you’ve sent him. one of your nipples peaking through your bra and one of you all sudsy in the shower and another — not so nude — one you sent him when you were suntanning in your bikini. his favorite though is the vid he has of you blowing him in some random room at some random party, just the outline of your face visible, and the wet sound you make when you suck on his balls. and the sound of his head falling back and hitting the wall and his hand gripping at your hair and the little sigh he lets out when he finally cums all over your face whewwww.
when you’re in bed with steve at night, you usually just wear one of his shirts and a pair of panties and that’s it, and he likes to be the big spoon, so he always comes up behind you and has you rest your head on one of his biceps and his other arm always wraps around you, but lately he has this habit of hook his fingers into the waistband of your panties, near your hip, or down the front. just like, a knuckle deep, nothing crazy, not touching anything, he just likes to graze over the soft skin there. he doesn’t even mean for it to be sexual, he just wants to be closer to you:) but it literally turns you on to no end and you always have a hard time getting to sleep after cause you can’t help but squirm:(
I feel like steve is a very clumsy person, idk why he gives me that type of vibe. Always having some type of bandaid on him. I'm convinced that he has a mini emergency aid kit I'm his car.
And I think that when Steve gets mad he sighs VERY loud, and thru his nose, and sometimes even gives you the silent treatment, because he doesn't know how to talk about his feelings. (My poor baby)
yes yes agree completely
firstly, i don’t think he’s like. stereotypically clumsy like tripping over himself (sometimes he is but not always) but i think he has poor spacial awareness and he does hurt himself by accident quite a but bc he’s just not thinking. he’s using scissors and accidentally runs his thumb over the blade and hurts himself or he stubs his toe all the time against the bed post. poor things always got some sort of bruise or scratch on him. but he’s also really great at patching himself and you up afterwards. his hands usually get the worst of it, he’s real good at wrapping his fingers with bandaids by himself. he has a first aid kit under the bathroom sink but he also stores a few spare bandaids and wipes around the house (the kitchen the bedroom the basement) for emergencies. he definitely keeps a mini first aid kit under the passenger seat and you definitely replace some of his normal bandaids with hello kitty ones and he is not thrilled (especially when he bumped his forehead a little too hard against the driver’s side door getting in, and you had to put one on his forehead with a little teasing kiss on the boo boo awwww) once again, he’s a champ with his own injuries — basically just brushing them off completely — but anytime you even get a brush burn, he’s gone full EMT mode
also, yea, he has lots of trouble (esp at the start of your relationship) communicating his frustration and his annoyance and things. at first, a lot of the arguments was just him with his hands on his hips and running his hands through his hair all mad, barely even talking, just sighing all angrily and blowing up every so often. but after a while you get it through his thick head that you can’t read his mind, and he needs to tell you what’s wrong so you can fix it. after a while he tells you the reason he always kept his emotions and frustrations bottled up is because he never felt heard before in an argument (by his parents or nancy or anyone) so he just got so used to being misunderstood, he just stopped voicing his feelings all together:( and he was always afraid fighting = breaking up (just based on his past relationships) you really help him understand, though, that you are listening and you are actively trying to understand what’s wrong and that one fight is not gonna end your relationship, if anything it’s healthy to tell eachother the truth and work it out together. i think after that he becomes really really transparent with you and just overall is really a proponent of arguing if it means things will be resolved
One of Steve’s fav positions is having you lay down and propping a leg (or both) on his shoulders while he stands/ kneels on the edge of the bed. He loves running his hands up and down your legs and feeling your soft skin and kissing up your leg and the inside of your ankle. He grabs your thighs and kneads the soft skin there and caresses your legs and you just watch in awe as his face is drawn in concentration and his hair is falling in his eyes. (Don’t get me started on when he lets a trail of spit droop down to your pussy to lube up where you two are connected)
That position just makes him hit your sweet spot so fucking hard he’s so deep and you’re just so much tighter from this angle he’s fucking gone. He just feels so big he’s stretching you out so wide. He’ll put a hand on your tummy and rub your clit with his thumb and you literally feel every fucking inch of him in ur guts. And when he grabs behind your knee and pushes a leg up your chest you instantly cum so hard. Your walls squeeze real hard around him he cums so much he’s buried so deep in you he’ll fold over and cuss and groan into your neck how good you feel. You stay like that with him laying on top of you for like 20 min and cuddle until he peels himself off of you with a sloppy kiss to your forehead before you’re waddling to the bathroom bc wow you’re legs are broken now ok.
yes. yes to all of this .
he loves any position where he can stretch you so so wide and he can look down on you as you take him. bonus points if you’re moaning that he’s too big the whole time:)
he’ll be looking down at you and kissing at your ankle and whispering little praises into the skin there about how you’re gushing and how you’re so tight and how you’re gonna cum so pretty for him:)
and then he’s thrusting so so long and so so deep, it literally feels likes he’s gonna bruise your cervix, and then he’s pressing at your navel and cooing how he can feel himself inside you, how can you take him so well? and then he’s pressing and pressing and his thumb comes and teases at your clit so light, he loves the whimpers you make when he plays with your little bundle of nerves there. and he’ll always chuckle a little like “does that feel good, honey? christ, she’s so sensitive isn’t she?” and he’ll get you righttt to the edge and stop right then, make you claw at his stomach and beg him to let you cum, but he always stops with a little “not yet, baby, need to feel you first” before he’s dropping your leg and leaning down over top of you:)
and then he’s coaxing your legs up around his waist and grabbing your face so you’ll really look at him before he’s pulling out all the way to the tip, then ramming back in. and he’s so concentrated and focused, looking down where you two are connect to watch you take him, and his hair’s falling in his face and over your forehead and he’s truly never looked hotter. and then he’ll trail a hand down to your pussy again to find your little clit, and he’ll look up at you before he touches it, so he can see your reaction when he finds it. and when he does and he rubs it just a little bit, you grab his hair and moan so so loud and your brows furrow all desperate as you beg him to fuck you harder, fuck you deeper. and he just chuckles about how you’re so needy and pretty when you’re under him like this:)
and then he’s rubbing your clit a little rougher now and his thrusts become a little erratic and his forehead connects with yours so he can really be close. and then he’s telling you to “please cum baby, cum all over me i know you need to” and then he’s kissing you so so hard as your climax finally hits, and you’re clenching down on him so hard he cums right on the spot from the sounds and the feeling alone. and you both cum for what feels like a solid minute as you feel eachother pulsing and tensing and squirming. and then he’s nibbling at your lips so sweetly and possessively as you both come back to yourselves. and his hands come back up to cup your face and push your hair back so he can see you, and he’s kissing all over your jaw and your neck and up and down your throat as his thumb rubs at that sensitive spot below your ear. and he’s groaning from the feel of you still pulsing around him and he’s trailing spit all over you and mumbling a little “so perfect, so so perfect” into your skin. basically just worshipping you:)
If you are a picky eater steve will gladly eat all of the stuff you don't like.
He will try to braid your hair and eventually he will start braiding el's and Max's hair two🥺.
I just know steve doesn't like reading but if you enjoy it, he will gladly take you to a library to pick books out, and will even lend you his book card thingy.🥺😫
yea christ he literally invented boyfriendism😔
you’ll go out to eat and he’s basically resigned himself to you eating half his food. he’s grown a bit of an affinity for the foods you don’t like, too. there’s never a meal where you’re not sharing food together, even if you’re half way across the room from eachother<3
he’s sooo bad at braiding your hair lmao, pieces falling out and dropping all over the place. and eventually you convince him to braid max’s hair too for when she needs to pull her hair back in her skating helmet. and sometimes he’ll braid el’s hair too, and it’s just very very soft and quiet as he’s trying to focus lol. he always pretends to be annoyed he has to do it, but you know he secretly likes practicing it and perfecting it, and you and max and el always tease him for it, until one day when he starts legitimately getting good and you three are a little shocked. but obviously you’d never admit that to him<3
he’s not a huge reader, but he’s a huge fan of you reading things to him because he “likes the sound of your voice” when he’s trying to fall asleep:) so he’ll take you and kind of lean against one of the shelves, twiddling his thumbs, as you’re darting about the place looking for things, and sometimes he’ll try to rant and ramble to you as you’re perusing, just hushed, little “god you won’t believe the lady we had come into work the other day…” or “did robin tell you anything about the new chick she’s talking to…” and you’re usually always half listening like “yep, uh huh, yea” and he’s just following you around and gesticulating all cute and he definitely gets shushed a couple times when he gets a little too enthusiastic or heated:) and sometimes he’ll stroll about all sweet and curious as he looks himself, and he usually always comes back with some random science fiction story or something like “will you read this one to me:)” and you, of course always say yes:) he just looks so cute looking up to read all the titles and strolling about the shelves with his hair all dreamy and his sweater and his jeans and his little waist as he pulls out random books to read the first page or two, and he’ll run his hand through his hair as he’s trying to determine if he wants to read more or not:) and he really doesn’t think he’s “smart enough” to read, but you’re constantly trying to convince him hes literally one of the smartest people you know and that he needs to be kind to himself<3
the protective and a little bit possessive arm that goes around you when guys approach you/talk to you
the diner was toasty, especially up against steve. shrugging out of your jacket, you grab his firm shoulder and shove him away playfully.
“jesus, steve, you’re like ten thousand degrees.” you mumble quietly so as not to disrupt robin and steve’s conversation.
the corner booth was spacious, but steve always liked to be practically on top of you, the comfort of your frame against his own to ground him. your legs stuck slightly to the laminate of the booth cushion as you slide a fraction away from him.
“i’m just saying that if you’re gonna pick someone to have a crush on, you might as well pick someone who also plays the trombone. isn’t there like… fingering involved?”
“First of all, you’re sick. Second of all, I play the trumpet, Steven, we’ve been over this-“
“trumpet, trombone. tomayto, tomahto-“
“and third of all, vickie plays the clarinet. which also happens to involve fingering,” she mutters to herself quickly, “but that doesn’t even matter!” she’s closing her eyes and waving her hands, clearing the thought from the air.
the pink milkshake in front of you was abysmally melted, the condensation pooling up on the counter. you drag your finger through the puddle absentmindedly, not really sure what to add to the conversation.
you feel for robin, you really do. a crush on someone so close yet so far? never being able to summon the courage to confess? you were living that nightmare. and the culprit was sitting right next to you…
sure, steve definitely liked you. hell, you hang out almost everyday upon his request. and sure, he’s definitely touchy and flirty when he’s around you. but there was always that little voice in your head that prevented you from believing he may reciprocate your feelings. prolonged glances and warm smiles were just a part of being friends with steve.
“you good?” a gentle nudge to your shoulder brought you back to reality. steve was looking at you with an amused smirk, a hint of concern in his eyes as he looked between your finger on the table and your wide eyes.
“fine. just hot.” you shrug, scratching at your collarbone and swiping the hair off your shoulders.
concern crept a little further up his face, his brows furrowing as he peaked past you towards a waiter, a a hand frantically running through his hair.
“well, let’s get you a water, hmm?” he tried to hide his worry as he waved over the waiter, quickly putting on his faux customer service smile. “hey, hi! can we get an ice water here fo-“
“y/n?”
you glanced up to the waiter, the face eerily familiar.
“richie?” your legs lift you up slowly from the booth, instantly taking you into him for a hug.
he’s a tad taller than you and you have to get up on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck. he smells clean, like soap, maybe a hint of cigarette smoke.
“well, it’s ‘richard’ now, but… oh my god, i cant believe you’re here,” he chuckles incredulously, giving you a squeeze then holding you back at arms length to look at you. “geez, you got old.”
you smack him lightly on the arm, much to his amusement, before sitting back down in your booth with a cheesy grin.
“yeah? look in the mirror lately? last time i saw you, i had about a foot on you.”
his laugh is gravelly and you can see him fussing with the notepad and pen in his hands before scuffing his shoe on the floor.
“yeah, well, it was bound to happen eventually.” his voice is fond, almost reminiscent, and there’s a brief moment shared between you.
richie was late night fires at summer camp and stargazing in the cool summers and stolen glances and shared ice cream on his front porch. you hadn’t seen him in about five years since he moved to boston, but you can tell he hasn’t changed a bit, besides his appearance. he’s taller now, and fuller. a toned build that showed he was busy while he was away.
steve cleared his throat bluntly, jarring you from your memory.
“oh! right, sorry. richie- er, richard, these are my friends. this is robin and this is steve.”
“hi,” robin looked a little awkward, but still gave him a beaming smile, which he gladly returned.
“how goes it?” steve was much more curt, and you kicked him lightly under the table, making him jump with a confused look shot your way.
“nice to meet you guys! um, was there something you needed?” he looked at you expectantly, but before you could get the words out, steve interrupted.
“could we have an ice water?” steve’s voice is devoid of his usual charm as his arm came up to wrap around your shoulders cooly. “and our check?”
you side-eyed him wearily before turning back to richard with a soft smile in confirmation.
“uh, yeah! of course, i’ll be right back with that!” he flashed you a wide grin before spinning on his heel to the back.
“what was that?” you instantly turn on steve accusingly, snorting humorlessly.
his arm falls off you, now fussing with the cold fries left on his plate.
“what?”
“well, i guess you could have been a little bit nicer to richie…”
steve stops his fidgeting and fixes you with an unreadable expression.
“i feel like we were perfectly civil, right robin?” he asks her without breaking eye-contact with you.
she shrugs sheepishly. “yeah, sure, i guess s-“
“i mean we just met the guy. what do you want me to do? ask him his favorite color? invite him over for a drink or two?”
you scoff and roll your eyes, annoyed with his teasing. your finger returns to the cracks on the table in hopes of avoiding his gaze.
“i thought he was nice,” robin says timidly, giving you a honest smile.
you give her a thankful smirk in return before looking back down. you can feel the silent conversation taking place next to you, but you don’t feel the need to interrupt, knowing they’ll probably feign ignorance if you catch them in the act.
steve snakes his arm back around your shoulders once again wordlessly, tugging you closer to him a fraction. richard’s back not a second later.
“here is an ice water, and here is your check.” he peaks up at you with a smile. “just let me know if you need anything else.”
“will do,” steve shoots him an overly fake smile, squeezing your shoulder a bit.
steve smells really good, like hot tea and clean cotton. his chest is solid against your side and his ankle hooks with yours a little under the table. you can feel his light breaths at your ear and the slight tension in the muscles of his arm. you thank richard one last time, promising to give him a call, before he’s gone once again.
steve’s arm stays put as he reaches across you for the check, grabbing the pen with his left hand when you know without a doubt he’s right handed. he’s squinting down at the total, and furrowing his brows as he nibbles slightly on the end of the pen. he peaks up for a split second and gestures the pen towards the cup in front of you.
“drink some of your water.”
he looks back down at the check and drops the pen before stretching a little, reaching into his back pocket for his wallet.
the cup is cool in your palm and it’s helping to calm your nerves from being this close to him, feeling his touch on you for so long. you open the straw and stick it in, bending it to meet your lips and taking a long sip. your teeth hurt a bit from the chill, but it helps bring you back to yourself.
frowning around your straw, you reach out to his wallet, stopping his hand and pushing it back towards his pocket.
you swallow roughly as you reach into your purse.
“let me. you paid last time,” you say as you rifle around, searching for some cash. the bills are shoved to the bottom of your purse, but you eventually fish them out, counting them under your breath until steve stops you.
“no, hey no no. stop that.” he’s shaking his head disapprovingly, plopping his own money onto the check and putting it out at the edge of the table. your original waitress is back in a second, grabbing it with a smile and rushing off herself.
you huff, placing a tip on the table and stuffing the rest back into your purse. “you’re a jackass, you know that.”
“right. you can thank me later.”
you two share a heated look before turning away; you can feel your cheeks warming up slightly.
you lean back in your seat with a sigh, and steve copies you, both of you looking back across the table at robin.
she can’t help but chuckle at the sight before her. her two closest friends, nestled up together, blushing at her from across the table.
steve spitting on u before going down on u. just letting it fall down u and then spreading it around with his fingers before he goes in with his tongue....
oh. oh lord. 18+ this is a bit. graphic.
he’s kissing you so sweetly as he lays you down on the bed, cradling the back of your head and holding your waist firmly, but sweetly. slowly, you both start striping down in between kisses — you helping steve with his shirt then kiss down his sternum and abs, him helping you out of your shorts and panties, placing a sweet, meaningful kiss on the inside of your ankle. and then you’re both naked, him pressing his entire body into you and you just grasping onto his shoulders as he sticks his tongue down your throat. and then he pulls back, voice husky, like “lemme get you ready, sweetheart.” he gets back on his knees, grabbing each of your ankles in his massive hands and bending your legs so your knees hit your chest and your legs are bent. you’re so vulnerable spread like this and you desperately try to close your legs, but he holds them open a little wider with a soft “no, no lemme see you cmon” and he’s just staring straight at your pussy, no shame, pupils completely blown. he’s just still for a beat, and you’re anxious of his next move, when he gathers up a mouthful of spit, and leans down between your legs, letting it dribble from his mouth onto your center. and it’s literally the filthiest thing you’ve ever seen but he’s just so cocky about it you can’t help but groan at his concentrated face. and then the liquid hits your folds and you twitch just a little at the chill. but steve just looks up at you with a smirk, keeping your legs open and tsking when you try squirming around “hey, hey, hey, stop squirming, ok, you’re not going anywhere.” and then he’s kneeling down over your pussy, holding your legs up with one of his forearms under your knees, and he brings his other hand up between your legs, his fingers just gently grazing over your folds, teasing you. and you’re squirming again and grasping at his arm, desperate for him to give you more, when the tip of his middle finger just catches on your entrance, pulling a mewl from you. and he just chuckles at your desperation, whispering a mocking “feel good?” before spreading your legs as wide as they’ll go, locking eyes with you, wrapping his lips around your clit, and sucking the soul from your body
i have so many steve thoughts today and im sending them all to you:
steve being so hype when you tell him you’re pregnant because hahaha that was his plan all along and hes crying because his dreams are coming true. and then you find him doing random things like making his own baby name lists or thrifting tiny clothes. and he talks to ur belly and calls it bb phoebe because he just knows its a girl and thats her name. and he’ll be like “hey bees what do u wanna listen to while we drive to the dr?? really that song? it is your favorite ok. turn it up louder?? full blast?? bees the speakers are gonna blow haha chill” and ur sitting in the passenger seat like 🫢😚 this dude is crazy but its so cute.
and when you find out the gender you find a way to prank him that its a boy and hes still so excited but then u tell him SIKE ITS PHOEBE and it knocks him off his feet 😘
my favorite dad!steve concept is that phoebe is literally his best friend. like he literally talks to her like he would talk to you or any other adult and she’s literally five months old babbling back at him.
like she’ll be in her high chair, eating those little cereal puffs and steve keeps handing them to her, one at a time, talking with her.
“here, pheebs. no, but yeah, i told mom we’re going all out on our halloween decorations this year. jack-o’-lanterns, a scarecrow, fake witches hanging from the rafters, the whole shabang. and guess what she says to me. just guess.” she just babbles. “she was like ‘honey, im really not in the mood to put up decorations this year.’” more babbling. “right?? oh yeah, i know. i mean cmon, your first halloween and mummy doesn’t wanna put up decorations? not even, like, a halloween wreath?” more babbling and squealing. “oh you want another puff, here we go. but, then i was like ‘i’ll just put em up myself, that’s what daddies are for.’” she laughs a little, and then says more nonsense. “right, it’s perfect. i was thinking the same thing. oh and don’t worry, bee. i already picked out our costumes for trick-or-treating this year.” a little bit of yelling and more squealing. “yeah, yeah, i know you wanted to go as tweety bird, i know, but listen to this.” he cajoles her with another cereal puff. “mommy’s the bride of frankenstein — you know, with the wig and the dress and everything, — and daddy gets to be frankenstein — all green and scary — and you, little pheebs, you’ll be our little egyptian mummy, all wrapped up and cozy for trick-or-treating, huh? how’s that sound?” she only gives him more incoherent babbling. “i know, it’s genius.”
current steeb thought waking up next to each other after a first time… hes probly already awake and looking at you but his smile is so sweet and goofy and u both do the hi ☺️ hi ☺️ hi ☺️ back and forth thing and then he asks if u want to make pancakes together
THE HI’S YOURE KILLING ME
feeling him tracing little shapes into your side with his thumb and you groan awake and squint your eyes open to look at him and he’s all smiley and tired like “hi” and you’re like “hi yourself” and he gives you a little chaste kiss and he’s like “gmorning” so gentle against your lips and his eyes are closed and he’s tracing his fingers up your sides and there’s just a whisp of a smile over his lips and you giggle a little like “good morning” and he asks you how you slept and he tells you about his silly little dream and you’re just holding each other lazily and comfortably, in no rush to get up. and he wraps an arm around your neck and you’re resting your head on his bicep and he’s playing the with hair at the nape of your neck and his eyes are still closed and you’re just replying with little hums against his chest until he gives you a really solid, firm hug and he’s like “d’you wanna make breakfast?” against your shoulder and his voice is still a little horse and soft near your ear. and you’re like “mmhm” and he lets you wear his shirt and his boxers and he’s just in those flannel sleeping pants and you’re both a bit unkept but it’s so sweet and loving and then you guys eat together and hold hands as you read the paper and work on the crossword and talk about the week and then you guys shower together to start your day:)
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AN ASK BUT I ENDED UP WRITING WAY TOO MUCH LMFAOOOOO
steve doesnt want u to think he only loves you for sex bc ur ex treated u like shit so he wont have sex until youre “100% sure youre ready” (in other words, youll have to be begging him to fill you up)
he knows exactly what hes doing too. of course he does also really care for you and wants to do things at your pace, but he also likes watching you need him. he knows youre his shy little princess who would never straight up ask him for something like that, so itll take about a week or two of him teasing you till your pupils are blown and your thighs are pressed together till you finally squeak out that youre ready for him.
“yeah? you want this baby?”
“youre sure?”
guiding you through it, undressing you and making sure you’re comfortable, telling you how much he loves you as he finally makes contact with your clit, slow circular motions. he touches you and opens you up for what feels like forever, hes in heaven. till youre begging him to fuck you.
“you want me inside you baby? let me open you a little bit more angel, be a good girl for me.”
“yeah? you want that? you want me to make love to my pretty girl?”
when he finally slides in and makes sure youre okay, he fucks you till youre dumb and then runs you a nice warm bath ❤️
it’s late at night and youre about to leave his house after hanging out and he says goodnight so sweetly with a shy little smirk and he gives you a little kiss on the temple and then one at the corner of your mouth and one on your lips and immediately you grab his shoulders and pull him closer to deepen the kiss. and then he’s really kissing you and grabbing your waist and breathing hard through his nose as you card your fingers throw the hair at the nape of his neck. he pulls back just a little like “you sure you want this?” because he knows how much you want it by the look in your eyes every time he even touches you and your pupils are blown wide and your lips are still swollen and you just look so desperate and steve literally would jump off a building in that moment if you asked him to. and you’re just like “steve please, i know you’ll take care of me. i want this so bad.” and then he’s grabbing your face gently with two hands and really looking at you, just taking you all in before he’s kissing you so slow in the hallway. you’re there for a minute or two and then you start grabbing at his shoulders and fisting his shirt and he’s dragging you to the steps, lips still locked. and then you’re both stumbling up the stairs together trying to keep kissing and eventually steve’s just like, fuck it, and practically drags you up the last few steps. and you’re giggling and laughing when you finally make it upstairs and he just pulls you into him and kisses your lips over your smile and then he’s peppering kisses all over your face and making you laugh as he drags you to the bedroom. he pulls you in and as you’re both coming down from your little high, he grabs your face one more time and he gives you a stern look like “you say the word and i stop, ok?” and you nod and he gives you one sweet little kiss before he’s pulling his shirt off first, to make him just a little more vulnerable and put you at ease. and he kisses you before helping you shimmy out if your top and it’s just very slow and thoughtful and methodical and loving and intentional with a lot of soft kisses and longing looks and little smiles. and he gets down on one knee to help you out of your pants and when he takes off your bra he kisses both of your shoulders and he can’t stop telling you how beautiful you are. you get so shy when he says it but he’s being so genuine it hurts. and then he’s kissing you as he takes you to the bed and he’s hovering over top of you and he’s like “listen, before we do this i just want you to know i really love you a lot ok? like… a lot a lot. like more than anyone. it’s scary how much im falling in love with you. so, this is vulnerable for me too, ok? this means a lot to me.” and he’s blushing and you can’t help from grabbing his face as he’s talking and running your fingers through his hair and you’re like “i love you, stevie. i don’t want to do this with anyone else. i feel really safe with you.” and the kiss he gives you after is so melty and warm and he’s holding you so so so tight and he’s just saying “i love you” over and over against your lips.
hello it is me modern!steve anon. my hc's r as such:
- steve is the hawkins middle assistant baseball coach . the boys are all obsessed with him bc they want to be just like him (also how did he pull such a baddie?)
- he dresses mostly like how joe dresses but sometimes a little more on the athletic side ? def owns lulu 5 in inseam shorts that he wears with big vintage shirts and nike blazers
- WORSHIPS the strokes and tame impala . julian casablancas is his idol
- unabashedly loves harry styles . would buy tickets "for his gf" but definitely wanted to go . he would coordinate outfits and wear a boa . harry's house is his fav album
- would play mlb the show like. religiously
- is either a cubs or cardinals fan but would make fun of anyone who would willingly admit to being a reds fan
- would still drive a bmw but it's like a 2009 that he bought himself when he turned 17
- def wears his glasses all the time
- gets mad about the colts record even thought he doesn't understand football at all
- is a feminist but when u start dating he becomes like . radical . before he was just like "yeah pro life pay women yadda yadda" but i think he would go to the indianapolis womens march with u and robin no questions asked
- helps robin set up her tinder profile . i'm talking like photoshoot
- literally always taking candids . whether it's u or robin or the kids he's always taking photos and he def has different albums in his phone so he remembers different events
- his lockscreen is his favorite photo of u which is definitely from a late night diner trip where u think u look gross and exhausted but he thinks ur the prettiest thing to ever exist
- he's teaching himself how to play guitar and it's very hard but he's trying okay
- tries to like modern rap but it just doesn't click with him . i think he would like older, softer stuff like a tribe called quest and maybe like wutang . definitely into vibey music
okay i think that's it but if i think of more ill let u know . if u can't tell i'm a big baseball fan therefore am projecting but i'm p sure that it's canon that steve plays baseball anyways?????
ok. Ok . OK. OK! OK!
so many more thoughts under the cut
i also see him being really into basketball, has a little group of guys he plays with and everything. they have a scrimmage every week and he’ll wear an old grey shirt that you cut the sleeves off of and really old, baggy basketball shorts that you can most definitely see his bulge through and he comes back all gross and sweaty and he’s so excited to tell you how he played bc he has that rush of endorphins after:)
loves baseball, takes you to all the games and wears a baseball cap and everything. makes you split nachos with him and he will literally yell at the players as if they can hear him. when things get real intense, he’ll stand up with his arms crossed or his hands on his hips, so into it. and every time there’s a bad play, he throws his hands up all annoyed like “cmon now, what are we paying you for???” and he cups his hands around his mouth and yells it. he’s so obnoxious i love him.
i can also really see him joining a band. he definitely teaches himself how to play bass and it’s quite honestly the hottest thing imaginable. i feel he also dapples in the drums, he loves the theatrics of it lmfao.
i can also see him being kind of.. basic when you first meet him BAHHAH like stereotypical “guy” — dresses in like plain shirts and jeans and his music taste is wack and a little basic and he’s kind of just normal. but then once he starts hanging out with robin and dating you, he changes a lot. i can kind of see him embracing more of his “non-masculine” interests and traits that he never knew he had bc that stuff really wasn’t accepted by his parents. he wears a gold necklace you got him (it’s a little dainty and a bit feminine and it looks so crazy hot on him) and he wears true outfits rather than whatever he has lying around in his room — he wears converse and nicer slacks and t shirts that are a little baggy and he has a nice watch with a brown leather band and he wears the ring you got him for christmas on his ring finger and another gold band on his thumb. he’s not really too much of a hat guy, but if he doesn’t really feel like styling his hair, he wears a cap, maybe a beanie if it’s cold. in the winter he’ll wear a white undershirt under a sweater and white wash jeans:)
he has “old man” glasses, as you like to call them. he’s tried contacts, but you told him a while ago before you started dating how handsome you thought he looks in his glasses, and you haven’t really seen him wear contacts since.
takes pics of EVERYTHING — even if it’s just a dog he saw on the street on his way to work or the funny way they spelled his name on his starbucks in the morning or a cloud that looks like a dick — he sends you them CONSTANTLY throughout the day. loves taking pics when you all hang out and he loves to do a photo dump at the end of the month (it’s mostly just you or funny pictures of robin. he’s also a sucker for a good sunset photo, he can’t help it)
i feel like he also gets more into more “feminine” hobbies or just things he wasn’t really allowed to do when he was younger. he likes to take care of plants and write little song lyrics throughout the day when they come to him and i feel he tries origami and he’s slowly teaching himself guitar and maybe tries drawing a bit — just things his parents never really approved of or saw any value in.
i also feel modern!steve is really into cars. like has a dream car all picked out for when he hits the lottery and every time you’re out, at least once, he sees a nice car on the street and does a little wold whistle like “damn. a 2016 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray.” and you’re like “what? is that a good one?” and he’s like “…. yeah, y/n, that’s a 55 thousand dollar car.” he will point them out to you ALWAYS, without fail. sometimes you’ll see a car you like when you’re out and you’re like “ooo wait steve what’s that one called?” and he looks up for a split second, squinting a little to get a better look at it and then he’s like “oh, yeah, a Lexus LC, you like that one?”
he also really loves making little spotify playlists for every occasion and he loves playing them for you and seeing if you think they’re any good (he thinks your music taste is so cool). he always loves when you aux in the car bc he loves listening to your music and finding new stuff and adding it to a little playlist of songs he gets from you/reminds him of you:) but then there’s also times he really loves to aux and he really does love his guilty pleasure music, he sings along to barry manilow without shame he’s just like me fr he is my new obsession
STICKER BOOK/PATCHWORK TATTOOS THO NO BRO CLOCK LION SLEEVE BULLSHIT
like kurtis conner (all his tattoos would be absolutely pointless or like. something will drew. or an inside joke with dustin or robin . maybe some dnd die for dustin and robin's "ask me!" pin)
no yeah of course
like this or this
one day i’ll go through and map out what each one is and where it is on his body BUT
i know or a fact there’s something about you (very small like your written initials or a heart with an arrow that you drew or just a random note you left him like ‘love you<3” and i feel he gets that one somewhere more private like his hip or his shoulder blades)
but i really do feel he gets things that he thinks look cool. individual pieces that he really loves, and each one he gets at a really important/influential time in his life (one to mark you two moving in together and one to mark the day that dustin graduates and one for when robin gets married and one for when you guys move out of hawkins, things like that)
i think steve would be fascinated by tiktok but would refuse to get his own account. maybe his gf blows up and gains a bunch of followers so in every video he's just like. around being clingy and super lovey dovey and all the comments would just be like "i'm gonna go sleep on the highway" bc he's just so perfect bc material
tbh i feel like your tik tok acc would blow up bc of him BAHAHH like he’s in the back of a video randomly and he looks so hot. and he comes up and gives you a hug from behind around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder and he has this confused look on his face like ?what are you doing? and there’s tons of people in the comments like “is your boyfriend single?” and “he’s OUR boyfriend now.” and he sometimes pops up in your videos and it’s always something about him being SO CONFUSED about what tik tok is and you’re always like trying to show him a new filter or comments or a trend and the whole time he’s like “listen i- i love you, i love hearing you teach me about stuff, you’re so beautiful and smart. but i really could not care less, can we please watch shrek 2 now?” but then there’s other times where he wants to do the filter with you and he literally just jokes around the whole time and never takes anything serious
there’s also a lot of videos of him walking in and ruining the take because he’s hugging you or asking for attention or a kiss and everyone in the comments is like “haha! yeah, that’s awesome! *reports*” or “im so glad tomorrow isn’t promised” BAHAHHA and sometimes you show it to him and he’s always so concerned and confused and he does not understand the joke
some times you post videos of his head resting on your chest and you stroking his hair or him holding a spatula and walking over to you with a pancake and a little smile like “for you:)” or him sitting across from you on a dinner date and he’s looking off somewhere, distracted, but his hand is still holding yours and his thumb is stroking your knuckles. tearing my hair out.
ALL I WANT IS TO GO ABOUT MY EVERYDAY LIFE WITHOUT BEING BOMBARDED BY THIRSTY STEVE THOUGHTS RUNNING THROUGH MY BRAIN? IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK???
no no yeah bae i know exactly what you mean:/
ok but have you ever thought about the fact that steve would 100% fuck you with your legs spread as wide as they would go, just so he can see them shake really hard when you cum? and the fact that he would talk you through it, grabbing your calf and rubbing up and down your leg and shushing you as you whine out that it’s too much and he’s just chuckling at you like “sh sh shhh it’s ok, you’re alright, baby. that was a big one, huh? you couldn’t stop shaking”
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