#proudfrcak

[tthehair]

steve after everyone gangs up and “ruins” his hair

[imprettybitchin]

"Wanna build a snowman with me?"

Winter Starters Status: Accepting! @tthehair with mentions of @proudfrcak

El stares at the snow in awe. This year, she’s warm enough to appreciate its beauty. Glancing back at her family in the window’s reflection, she knows that she’ll never have to spend a winter alone in the outdoors ever again.

Crunching snow draws her attention back outside where Steve is exiting his car. Their eyes meet, and Steve smiles her in that big brother way that makes her feel like he’s just given her a hug, or a cup of hot chocolate. El jumps off the bed and races to the door before Steve has a chance to ring the doorbell.

“Hi, Steve!” She throws her arms around him and hugs him tightly.

“Hey, Bug,” Steve says softly, kissing the top of her hair as he hugs her back. “After I’m done putting these groceries away, wanna build a snowman with me?"

El nods but doesn’t let go of him yet.

“Well, you’d better get your snow clothes on, then,” Steve teases, ruffling her hair before extracting himself from her hug.

El sticks her tongue out at him but complies. She ends up needing to ask Joyce for a hand, but soon she’s ready to go outside.

Steve’s already waiting for her, but he’s waited to start until she arrives. True to Steve form, he takes the time to teach her each step, cheering her on as she practices each step. Soon, they’ve got their own little Snow El and Snow Steve in the yard. The others have joined them during the process, and by the end of the day, they’ve got their own Snow Hopper-Byers-Harrington Family having their own celebration in the front yard.

“I think we have the best family ever,” El murmurs, leaning against Steve’s side as the rest of the family begins discussing where the string lights should go.

“I think you’re right, Bug,” Steve laughs softly, stars in his eyes. Jonathan looks down at them from the ladder, and the pair wave up at him. Steve squeezes El a little tighter and corrects, “Actually, I know you’re right.”

[scarednotscarymoved]

~~ psssst hey you! guess what day it is?! that's right...it's love on Lulu day! even in the toughest times u're still a light, so, i want to shine some light on u too! u deserve it so much! consider this as a lil gift back to u! u're amazing so keep on doin' what u're doing & never forget to give urself some selfcare too! lots of love 🖤🤍

ooc: Bless you, Sammy! You’re honestly so damn sweet for sending this in! It’s so lovely that you do this for me, but I really don’t send out my Sunday sunshine asks in the hopes of getting something back or some sort of recognition. I really do just want to brighten people’s day!

[metxledd]

@proudfrcak​ cont. from here (x)!

 HANGING  OUT  AGAIN  WAS  WEIRD.  Not  in  a  bad  way—it  was  more  bittersweet  than  anything.  Jonathan  had  graduated  and  moved  on  but,  honestly,  both  he  AND  Eddie  were  at  fault  for  having  let  the  friendship  dissolve  (granted,  Jonathan  had  some…extraordinary  circumstances  to  deal  with,  to  put  it  lightly);  who  would’ve  thought  that  said  circumstances  would  be  reuniting  them?  Probably  nobody,  because  they  shouldn’t  have—NONE  of  them  should’ve  had  to  experience  any  of  it.   

 ❝  What’d’ya  thinkin  I’m  doin’  here,  man?  Distraction,  ❞  he  lifted  the  beer  he  was  grasping  tightly  as  indication,  ❝  and  company,  ❞  the  hand  that  held  the  joint  they’d  been  passing  back  and  forth  was  quickly  flicked  between  the  two  of  them,  the  final  rep  ending  in  his  lips  wrapping  around  the  end  of  the  blunt  and  inhaling  deeply.  His  hand  was  shaking.  

 Being  in  the  other’s  presence  was  helpful—to  be  in  the  company  of  someone  who  understood…it  was  a  novel  experience  that  he  couldn’t  get  anywhere  else.  ❝  Thanks,  uh…thanks  for  listening,  Byers…  I’m  sorry  for  just  like…layin’  all  this  shit  on  ya.  ❞  Another  inhale,  the  residual  smoke  blown  out  in  the  shape  of:  ❝  Pretty  shitty  welcome  home  present,  huh?  ❞  followed  by  a  sarcastic  chuckle.  

[imprettybitchin]

@proudfrcak cont. from x

For a moment, Jonathan didn't know what to say. He wasn't used to hearing these things, not even from Will. He never thought it was necessary. Will showed his appreciation too, even though not with words--- But now, hearing those words, it kind of did something to him. It definitely put a smile onto his face. Still, he brushed it off. "That's what big brothers are for."

El’s eyes lit up at seeing Jonathan’s smile. Will always talked so much about how Jonathan was the best, and El could see why.

“Will’s really lucky he got to grow up with you.” Jonathan would have never let the people at the lab hurt her like that. “Even though I had to wait for a while, I’m glad you’re my brother now, too.”

[odditymuse]

˗ˏˋ continued from here .ᐟ ꒰ @proudfrcak ꒱

It felt like a cop holding those bright-ass flashlights directly at him, honestly. Not that Steve has had that actually happen, besides once at a house party that got a little out of hand. Jonathan was skeptical, and Steve wasn't exactly in the position to blame the guy, really. Shit had been said, been done. Said again, harshly, from Steve's end. Words he can't ever take back, and can barely manage to apologize for because he's, apparently — a fucking coward.

So he gives Jonathan this. He gives him an opening that Steve can only hope is worth something in the long run. " Yeah, man — whenever, wherever. Seriously, I mean it. " He tries to emphasize the honesty in it. Nods once, twice. Should he offer a handshake to seal the deal? Okay, no, probably too much. So he just swallows, clears his throat, nods a third time. Get a grip, Harrington. . . " It's a sturdy promise. Structurally sound, or whatever. " A laugh, because what was he even saying? " I know it can't make up for — everything. I'm not implying it can, but. . . maybe it's me trying to work on it. . ? "

[itsbitmxdinhere]

C♥ntinued for ➳ @proudfrcak

Will shows a shaky smile at his brother, it was hard to finally let it out, he knew deep down that Jonathan would always support him but he couldn't help the fear that Henry imposed on him that the creature inside him imposed on him of being rejected and abandoned by everyone he loved. But he couldn't pretend anymore and specially since the creature and him finally came to an agreement and would be present in what they hope would be the final battle and Jonathan deserved to know " I know..." he nods letting out a relieved sigh the next part was going to be the hardest " I know ...and is why I'm letting you two meet...just try not to freak out..." he takes in a deep breath closing his eyes.

He feels the creature take over giving him the resting couch but still letting him hear and see everything which sometimes he wasn't so lucky.

Bright blue eyes stare deep at the older brother curiously " well was about damn time we met Jon..." he takes a good look at him up and down getting close " your lil bro and I are going to fight Henry together he thought you should meet me because I'll be making an appearance once we're fighting the big bad...hmmm " he gets a couple sniffs at Jonathan { are you smelling my brother?, he's nervous, cute, don't you fucking dare I swear you're getting back in }. " your lil bro is scared I'll eat you, I don't know where he got that impression..." he smirks at Jonathan teasingly stepping back to lean against the wall arms crossed.

[nysusmuses]

@proudfrcak // cont. // so glad to see you back! Cx

Steve huffed a sigh, running his hands over his face, before pushing his hand through his hair in frustration. “I-I don’t know, man,” he admitted, throwing his hands up, before dropping them by his sides. “How do you even fix something like this? An apology isn’t enough, and Rob’s never been a flowers and chocolates kinda girl, y’know?”

His face scrunched and he groaned, bonking his head back against the wall. More than just being worried about how he'd apologize, he was worried about how Robin was going to handle this. Would she be okay? He never wanted to cause her- or anyone else for that matter- problems. Not like this.

He groaned again, raising his hands to press the heels of his palms against his closed eyes. “She’s gonna be so pissed at me, man.” Frankly, he was pissed at himself.