#about steve

[devilbooks]

The smug look of a man who's about to tell you his favorite color isn't a khaki shade of brown.

[pri-rp]

((Steve has a new AU. Verse tag pending, as I am also making the same verse for Godet. the fullmetal is coming now. you can read the au details in his bio though. I may add things to it later still))

[monarachel-974]

Hi Rachel, why Steve and Ari? Why Herobrine and Alex?I don't think it fits together!😨

Steve and Ari fits so well for me, because I make her personality like : tomboy, angry, serious and have a big heart.

And I like the design of Ari she look like Alex but opposite. And for Steve is perfect for him because I make him a personality like a child but is a hero, love adventure and have a big heart too.

And Herobrine and Alex, Herobrine is juste neutral, serious and he don't give a fuck with peoples problems but he love fighting, redstone mechanic and he protect the world from demons. But he have a difficulty to open his heart and very shy a little bit, Alex is perfect for him because I make her personality like : kind, she care of everybody, nice heart and she love make peoples smile. (Then I had an oc for Herobrine called Clémentine but I stopped drawing her)

So... What next? If you don't like it it's simple : move on.

[roi-et-mangouste]

What color does your love feel like?

bright sunny yellow

Sweet tasting popsicles, summer dresses and shielding your eyes from the sun. Your love is the excitement of something brewing, something growing. It's the almost childish bubbling giggles of something new, but with the potential to stay. It's wide smiles, blinding sunny light and warm bodies that gravitate to one another. It's the the softness, the willingness, the slight holding of breaths in a crucial "what if" moment. It's the impatience too. 

The bouncing on tiptoes to see further than your eyes can reach, the holding out for a future that never seems to come even though you're ready, you're so so so ready. It's the constant feeling of warm sand beneath your feet, holding out for the crashing waves. And still you wait, dry and impatient and with burnt soles of feet. Your love is sour candy, enjoying it as your nose scrunches up from the aftertaste of it. It's hands that grab and take hold, that reach and ask them to stay and hope and beg and wait. It's bubbling excitement sure, but it's also demanding, focused, driven. It's love like a plan, with a path and route and a clear destination. And you bonce on your tiptoes, and burning, waiting for the soothing water, the crashing waves, you hold onto the melting popsicle, you wait and wait and wait. It's tiring almost as much as it's lazer focused ambition, deeply rooted desire and the unrelenting hope that it will work, that it will come. And it does, I promise it does. The waves crash, the beach floods and the pain passes, the water cool and soothing and you can let yourself fall in, sinking, sinking. And it's good, it's perfect, what you were hoping and more, holding and embracing you and welcoming you into the stillness you always knew you were reaching for.

Tagged by @puppetoffthehook

Tagging @heretoboogie @infestedmindspace @babydxhl @zoomingupthathill aaaand @freakfangss​

[thinger-strang]

after that first day of basketball practice, more specifically after that first shared shower, billy hops in his car, drops max of at home, pops in his moms old beach boys tape and drives around while listening to help me rhonda on a loop trying not to scream

[commandersmoothdog]

🌔 do they like wearing each other’s clothes ? who’s usually the one wearing the other’s clothes ? - loudhaoleinatie

@loudhaoleinatie

Yes.

Once they moved in together and began sharing a room, and a closet...in the beginning, they were pretty clear about what belonged to who. They had different styles that it was pretty easy. Spaces were claimed, as were sides. But you know how it gets with couples. Eventually the lines blur, you’re in a hurry one day and don’t pay attention and if it fits it fits, sometimes the item of yours you need has a stain or it’s torn because you have a dog and kids and people shoot at you at your job! 

Also...Steve likes Danny’s socks. Trivial, but they’re fun. And between his upbringing and the navy he’s never had socks like that, but now he’s an adult, out of the navy and THEY’RE IN HIS DRAWER! So....Steve’s a sock thief until Danny just one day buys him his own fun socks, but they share a sock drawer, and honestly...it is what it is. 

Though I think Danny likes to wear Steve’s shirts. When they visit Jersey though, Steve steals all of Danny’s hoodies. They smell great and he’s constantly cold. (Until Danny’s nana knits him his own Christmas sweater, then he wears that and never takes it off, even in Hawaii. Idiot nearly gets a heat stroke but he doesn’t care cos he’s never had someone knit him something with so much love and it means he’s officially accepted as a Williams and he nearly cried when it got a tear in it...)

[gghoulish]

i just had the super vivid idea of billy’s tactic of Forgive and Forget being like, approaching steve one day and being all, ‘punch me, harrington. do it as hard as possible. then we’ll be even’ and steve’s kind of :/ about that idea because on one hand he’d love to punch billy but on the other he’s a mother of 101 and he’s got higher standards than that. but he does anyway and like... after months of being paranoid post s2, tension eating away at him and being on edge that whole time, he lands a punch that’s a little too strong. actually knocks billy the fuck out, which he doesn’t anticipate

so steve is panicking because he didn’t think he could do that, and he’s standing over billy like hello??? hargrove??? please tell me i didn’t fucking kill you? and he is just kind of grabbing at billy’s shirt and shaking him and billy comes to, dazed and VERY confused, with steve standing over him looking like a worried fucking mom, and honestly

he just fucking laughs, blood pouring down from his nose and into his mouth and making him cough, but he’s still fucking laughing. he’s never going to get over steve harrington looking down at him, framed by the dying glow of the sun, looking like a damn avenging angel

‘didn’t know you had it in you, pretty boy’ is all he says as steve lets him go. billy’s just kind of laying there on the ground, a hand on his stomach as he tries not to laugh himself to death. he’s not about to admit that steve nearly knocking him into the next life was a little bit hot, but it was. billy had asked for a lot of trouble over the years, but this may be the one time he didn’t regret his antics

and after that, billy ‘i don’t having coping mechanisms or know what a healthy relationship is’ hargrove acts more like a friend than an enemy. stays at the arcade parking lot and makes small talk with steve whenever the kids are off doing whatever. billy even apologizes to the little shits, more than once, too. and over time it just feels normal. steve realizes that the whole debacle was billy’s twisted ways of making mends, and he hadn’t been out looking for an ongoing fight, so the tension between them eventually melts into something softer and nicer

well, as soft and nice as anything to do with billy hargrove can be. he is still the dude who gets into play fights with steve whenever possible, just because he likes the physical and emotional friction. the kids still think he’s liable to kill steve, but max figures out that billy’s having fun somewhat early on. much to her dismay, steve was also having fun, despite all his moments with crossed arms and cold glances. it’s a balancing act, leaving everyone else on their toes, while billy and steve somehow felt comfortable with each other despite it all

and finally, steve gets that job at scoops ahoy and billy makes sure to make his life a living hell of innuendos and smug looks. he also lets steve come to the pool after hours a few times (dude has his own pool, sure, but he drops the kids off and can’t always pick them up before closing), though not without paying the price of being shoved into the pool fully clothed at least a few times

that’s just what friendship with billy hargrove is like