My first official Astarion fanart and it's this dumb joke

Featuring @velnna 's OC Steave!

reference photo under cut

Doodles of my wet rat of a wizard Favian and my bestie's,@jaxgingrichart hulking rat obsessed- of a man Steave. Also have my boy Cass and my bestie's sorcerer Larry being silly. Cass doesn't bite...much. I promise!

HAHA, IM NOT DONE

More mORE GKGG COBS THE PEEPAW EVER PLEASE PLEADE I LOVE THEM SM

a bit late to reply, sorry about that sdfjgh (this was back in july 15 lol)

but here you go :>

added mephone in here too uwu

So I started an Agent Carter rewatch, and I apparently remember nothing, so I got to watch it again with fresh eyes.

Right from the get go I love her introduction so much!

We first see a montage of her action in the war while she's doing some cleaning. Like a way to show us that the surface level of her appearance is not what's hiding underneath.

I absolutely love the shot of all the boring grey hats walking mainly in one direction while her bold red one pops up above the crowd against the flow, showing both her uniqueness and that shes not afraid to be who she is.

Its furthur emphasised in the office, where the man in charge tells her to cover phones while they're in a meeting, which she shuts off immediately with a polite and bold delegating and joins the meeting regardless.

The music is amazing!

Peggy herself is amazing. Such a strong character with so much presence and boldness. Yet, she never expects a spotlight and almost prefers to work in the shadows.

The actios is surprisingly good, and there is so much heart for it right from the start.

The relationship between peggy and jarvies is great. Their banter is fantastic and hilarious.

And of course, the gay tension with her friend and then next door neighbour Angie. She seems to really try to hit on her while Peggy continues to be oblivious. Poor thing, really.

Just finished the first season, and it was so good! The fact that it was cancelled so soon is a travesty to television.

Hey, it’s me again lol if you’re comfortable, could you do a Steve Harrington x female! Byers/hopper reader smut where the reader is Joyce’s daughter (also can be considered hoppers since Joyce and hopper are together ) where she sneaks Steve into the house bc she isn’t allowed to have guys over at night so, the reader and Steve start making out and one thing leads to another and they get caught in the act…

hiiiiiiiiii sorry this took so long, i promise i didn't forget about you, i saw this when it came in i really just haven't felt the vibes the past couple of days and i sincerely hope this doesn't show in my work. idk how long this will be but hopefully it's what you wanted! I think this actually really sucked and i might fix it tomorrow i am so so sorry the ending gus horrible and im sorry if nothing made sense, im half asleep in cold medicine and it's making me type shit without realizing

why do i actually want to lowkey turn this into a wattpad fanfic lmao 😂😂 anyways please let me know your thoughts on this one love! also this is unedited!

warnings: minors please look the other way this isn't for you, unprotected sex (please use condoms and birth control you guys, this is purely for fictional pleasure only), parent walking in, ig kinda public sex when you think about it? kinda fluff too im really really in a fluff mood today but i promise there's sex lmao no kink warnings that i can think of it's p vanilla in my opinion

' YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE..' steve harrington x female!reader

You lay on your stomach in your bed, slowly flipping through the pages of the book in front of you as you soaked up the words, your mind completely lost in the story, oblivious to the shadow standing outside of your window.

Your boyfriend Steve stood there, watching you through the glass as you hadn't remembered to close your curtain. He couldn't help the small smile that spread over his lips, you looked so beautiful like that, at peace and out of touch with the crazy world the two of you lived in. He had left your home not more than an hour previous, your mom, Joyce, having seen him out herself. He often felt like she wasn't his biggest fan, but he also knew that she had three kids to protect. He knew he should have left, that he should have gone home and settled into bed, but he couldnt keep the thought of you off of his mind, how you had kissed him so sweetly, but teasingly as he was leaving, how comfortable and relaxed he was with you in his grasp.

He had come for another kiss, maybe two, maybe even three if he was lucky, but when he saw you laying there in one of the tshirts he'd been searching for for weeks (one that you'd told him you hadn't seen when he asked you this morning), legs kicked up in the air with nothing on but your black panties and your hair down, he knew he was going to need more.

Without a second thought he taps against your window, just light enough for you to hear, quiet enough not to alert your family. You start when you hear it, jumping off the bed when you see him outside the window. You don't recognize him for a moment, but as soon as you do you stomp over to it and throw it up, only half-heartedly pissed off.

"What the fuck Steve? You're not supposed to be here!" You say quietly, looking over your shoulder to make sure your bedroom door was closed, if one of your brothers or, heaven forbid, your mom walked by and it was open, you'd both be dead.

He just stares at you, that dumb little look he gets when he's just so smitten by you, so intentlu in to you that you're the only thing he sees. It almost makes you melt. With a sigh you lean out of the window, pulling him forward by the back of his head into a long, sweet kiss.

"..that's my shirt." Is all he says when he pulls away, pushing you back enough for him to have room to climb through the window. It's a struggle because your window isnt as large as he is, but he does it, and all he does is look at you as he stands. Something about seeing you in his shirt was doing something to him, it was like it was sexier than lingerie to him, and he honestly would never want you to take it off. "you liar, you told me you hadn't seen it."

You blush, looking away at his words as you play with the hem of the old tshirt nervously. "Shut up, I thought you wouldn't notice it was gone.." You say, looking at him again. He had a small smile on his face. "I wanted something that smelled like you, since you're not allowed to stay over anymore." Not that he had ever been allowed to in the first place, but your mom has managed to put a stop to that when she had found out late one night after walking in to check on you.

Steve can't help but fall farther in love with you at your words, because god did he love it when you said stupid sappy shit like that, it made his heart melt and his brain not work for a few moments. "It's okay," He says, taking your hands into his own, entwining your fingers as he brings you closer, wrapping his arms around your body as he pulls you in for a longer, more intimate kiss. "it looks sexier on you anyway." His hand makes its way to your ass, squeezing gently.

You roll your eyes but pull him down into you again, moving back toward the bed without realizing, you collapse onto it, letting him fall on top of you. You knew where this was leading, and you honestly couldn't have cared less about the fact that he wasn't supposed to be there, or that you guys could get caught at any time.

Steve moans into your kiss, letting his hands move down the curves of your body, stopping and feeling in his favorite places before he makes his way down to your hips, ghosting his fingertips over your already aching clit before just diving right into your panties, his fingers feeling every bit of the prettiest pussy he'd ever laid eyes on.

"Fuck, we have to be quiet.." He groans, already knowing that he would have to find a way to keep you hushed, you were never one to stay too quiet during sex and he fucking loved that about you, but god, he didn't want to risk getting you in trouble.

You nod your head, your hips bucking up to grind against his fingers, your hands already undoing the button of his jeans. You knew this wasn't going to be one of your usual fuck fests, you didn't have time for long, drawn out anything. You undo his pants and finally push them down, just past his hips where you're able to spring his cock free from his underwear, already hard and ready for you.

You wrap your hand around it, thumb just grazing over the sensitive tip of his nice, veiny dick. Normally you would have loved to have taken your time sucking on it, most likely in the 69 position because god did you love when Steve put his tongue to work on you, but you knew you couldn't, not tonight.

You look up at him, mischievous gleam in your eyes as you smirk. "Want to take your favorite cowgirl for a ride?" You ask, causing him to chuckle, his head going to rest into his shoulder.

"Yes i fucking do." He says after a moment, kissing your hard before sitting up, pulling you with him as he moves to the head of your bed, leaning against the headboard. "C'mere baby." He says, curling his finger at you as he watches you slide your panties down hour legs before slowly crawling up towards him. You stop, hands going to the hem of his shirt, about to pull it over your head too when you hear him tsk at you. "Leave it on, i want to fuck you while you're in my clothes, that way I know you're really mine."

You grin, and climb over his lap, your knees on each side of his thighs, you grip his cock in your hands, pumping it once, twice, groaning as he bucks up into your hand, moaning quietly. God, you fucking loved him like this. Without a a thought you line your self up to him, sinking down in one motion, taking all of him into your hot, aching mound. You both moan, his large hand coming up to your mouth to keep yours hushed. Something about it turns you on more than you were, and you start rocking your hips, moving on his cock in all the ways you knew he liked and you feel his free hand move down to give hip, guiding you up and down onto him.

You moan loudly, the sound barely heard by the hand covering your mouth. It doesnt take long before you're becoming a complete mess under him, his hand guiding it's way to your clit and rubbing small, pressured circles into it.

"Shit, Steve.." You moan out, feeling your orgasm start to come on. You bury your head into his shoulder, biting it to keep quiet, and to remind him to be quiet as well. "fuck, please don't stop..."

You feel him open his mouth to say something when all of a sudden you jump, hearing the sound of your unlocked door opening. "Y/N, what do you want f- holy fucking shit.." You look over your shoulder, in the doorway stands Jim Hopper. Your eyes go wide, and you squeak in fear, wondering heat the hell he was doing.

"Don't you fucking knock?" You ask, glaring at him, the man just looks back at you as you climb off of steve, trying to keep him from being seen completely. "Jesus, im busy."

"Dont you listen to your mother?" Jim retorts, arms crossed over his chest. He had tbag serious look on his face, and you knew you were about to get lectures on something. "Goodbye Steve, for real this time." He says, watching the boy fumble with his pants. "Out the window, like a normal person, so i dont have to listen you Joyce bitch me out for hours about you." Steve only nods, jumping up out of the bed once he's done.

"You got it Sir." He says, headed for the window. He turns to blow you a kiss, which makes hopper grunt as he watches him climb back through. "I'll see you tomorrow, babe!" He says, shimmying out of the small window.

Today I made my own ranking of which character I dedicate the most and um...you can already tell. (^～^;)ゞ

steve harrington would absolutely love this song I rest my case

Because of the bitemarks, now I imagine Steave in a soft knitted scarf, to keep his neck hidden and warm. I wonder if Astarion can knit?

Personally I am of the belief that he can knit

Self-described “super mayor” Tiffany Henyard vetoed a resolution seeking to investigate her spending following allegations that she misused taxpayer money on lavish trips and her own $1 million police detail.

The Dolton, Illinois, village board unanimously voted to open a probe into Henyard, calling on her to submit the village’s financial records and inviting the FBI to conduct its own investigation.

Henyard, however, issued a veto on Monday, claiming the resolution was the result of personal attacks against her and stemmed from one-sided narratives.

“As you can see, our village, our community, myself, we are under attack,” Henyard said at the village board meeting. “It’s a shame that people can come to meetings and just tell one side of the stories and not get the entire side of both stories.”

She claimed that the village board was “a boys club” that doesn’t want women like her leading, with Henyard vowing to “fight back” against the alleged smear campaign against her.

“I’m going to always fight for what’s right, and I always stay the course. And I will be victorious when all the dust clears,” she added.

During the village board meeting, the embattled mayor also admitted to a $2 million deficit, with Dolton owing more than $427,000 for street paving and another $400,000 for tree-trimming services, local WGN 9 reports.

Members of the village board, who vowed to override her veto during next month’s meeting, claimed that the deficit was millions more than Henyard’s estimates.

“The mayor can blame everybody for what’s going on, but she has to look at herself,” former trustee Edward Steave said during Monday’s heated meeting.

Vivian Allen was among the residents who came out to criticize the mayor, echoing calls from the village board for her to step down to save Dolton’s finances.

“You lied to us as residents. You do not, you do not stand for me,” she said. “And I want you to step down as mayor today and save our village from this deficit you have caused.”

While the village has yet to formally invite the FBI to investigate Henyard, federal investigators are allegedly already in Dolton questioning the mayor’s alleged victims.

Last month, resident Lawrence Gardner, 57, told The Post he visited an FBI office after Henyard shuttered his trucking business because he refused to renew a $3,500 political contribution.

The FBI told Gardner it received scores of complaints against Henyard.

Henyard has been accused of spending taxpayer money on lavish and unnecessary trips and forking over $1 million for a police detail, then using its members to retaliate against her perceived enemies. 

The former burger joint owner-turned-local politician also is known to attend meetings dressed as a movie gangster to intimidate her critics.

Henyard once channeled drug kingpin Nino Brown from the 1991 gangster movie “New Jack City” at a 2023 gathering.

“People look at politics like a joke, it’s like a mockery right now because of all this stuff,” Village of Dolton Trustee Kiana Belcher told The Post. “She comes to board meetings dressed like Nino Brown.”

Be welcome - chapter 2 - City Life

Astarion/Steave (Vesta Brimstone) 7806 Words

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Confused, he looked around and then caught sight of the half-Drow, who smiled apologetically.

"Mr Brim-"

"Staeve." He interrupted Astarion quietly, who looked at him uncertainty.

"Names make a lot of difference in public and if I want to continue visiting the café in a relaxed manner, it has to be 'Staeve'." He explained.

He received an apologetic look.

"Excuse me." The vampire mumbled. Then he reached for the bag.

"I won't bother you either." He spoke quickly.

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Short Story: Bar fun

Context: It had been about 2 years in Bogota Colombia working as a DEA Agent with Javier Pena and Steave Murphy, your still on the hunt for Pablo Escobar but during this you begin to have feelings, and not just feeling are struck😉

Warning: explicit. smut + angst. colleagues who fuck for stress relief. grumpy-ish javi. file room shenanigans. unprotected p in v. oral, javi’s hand being a necklace. mild rough sex? javi has a dirty little mouth. no use of y/n but javi calls you baby.

It's about 2:40 in Bogota Colombia, it was a hot one. These's summers have been bad but not as bad as today, Steave and Javier ask if you want to get a drink after work. You happily agree and they Said they will give you a ride. Not even two seconds later Carrillo calles you three in his office. The three of you moan in a pissed way, stilling walking over Javier said "That son of bitch, why is it always us like fuck" Steave than smacks Javier in the back of his head, Javier just gives Steave a dirty look. When you three arrive in Carrllo's office Steave takes a seat but Javier let's you take his and he puts his hand on you back well listening to Carrillo, "Listen you three, you guys have been assigned to go to a Hotel and get information and photographs of Pablo" you then say "Why? We have him where we need to be, just leave it till the right moment" Carrillo then says "We do but we need more information to get him right, I don't feel great about what we have yet" you nod you head and say "fine give us the information for the hotel we'll get it done" Carrillo takes that as sas "You don't need to give me sas" you reply with "Next time don't give us all this extra the work, we've been picking up the slack for all these's people for fucking ever. I may give you sas but guess what life stock's so suck it the fuck off, Que te jodan" you walk out of the office and go back to grab your gun for this "trip" Carrillo gave. "You better control you partner buddy" Steave apologizes but Javi said "

te merecías ese cabrónte merecías ese cabrón" and walks off, Steave rolls his eyes and follows Javi.

You guys got to the hotel at about 4, Steave set up all the equipment and you and Javier started to map out the hotel from where Pablo would be and where his associates would be. Steave knew that this was all shit from Carrillo, even since you guys help bust a bunch of Pablo's associates. Once you guys were done mapping and setting up you got to work taking pictures of Pablo and recording voice to get any new information. Nothing good happened, he left the hotel to quick for us to get him so we we're fucked. "Why don't we stay here the night, it's not my money we're spending" said steave. You were fine with it, but Javier not so much "that's fine I guess, hope they have a bar I need a fucking drink" Javier said. You replied with "Yeah they have a bar, I'll go check us in for the night and I'll meet you guys at the bar after putting the gear away." Why not their faces said, you go to the elevator and down 2 story's to the front office, and check you guys in at the office. You ask where the bar is and they guys says "Down the hall and to the right", you thank the guy and walk off. The boys were at the bar waiting for you, Javier said "Ordered your favorite, Grand old Parr" A typical Columbia whiskey drink, a good one too. Javier also said " also, I ordered you something to eat you ate nothing today and don't lie to me I know" Damn he got you there, you did eat nothing but it was because you forgot and you were on a new diet and it has been making you a little dizzy at times.

Your drinks and food arrives and you eat and order a couple more to drink. Not as many as Pena but enough, you could tell he was drunk he was being nice to Steve he's never nice to him. You tell the bartender no more for this man but you will take one for the road for you, you grab Pena and Give Steve a key to one of the rooms so he can hit the shower or whatever. You put your hand around Javier hips and helped him walk, you push the leave two button and get to your room. You lie Javier on one of the beds and grab a shower well he's passed out, when you get out of the shower with only a towel Jaiver was at the bed wide awake. You get shy and say "Javier, stop looking turn around you fucker" He gets up and you just stand their, he cups your ass and starts to give you neck kisses. You try to push Javier but can't, you too weak from all the kisses. He starts to kiss you with tongue in your mouth and you close your eyes and enjoy, he starts to take of his clothes and you make your way to the bed. He gets on top of you and unzips he jeans slowly and takes his boxers off throwing them on the ground, he beings to whisper "Te voy a follar como un animal" you being to moan and he puts his cock in you, he goes slow but then fast. He kept moaning your name and putting his hands on your thighs to make you more horny, he loved hearing you moan as he went in and out. He beings to bite you neck well still fucking you, you just layed there and loved it. After a few seconds you could feel him cum inside you, he then began again. He grabbed you and had you on your hands and knees and fucked you from the back, he grabbed your hair and went at his he kept moaning and saying "Mierda" or "vamos bebe vamos" or and over again and you just moaned and moaned on. You cumed really hard and was so tried, he stopped and grabbed a cigarette. "Thanks, I needed that" he said, "were you even drunk" he nods and says "Yeah, I recover fast" that son a of bitch, did he want to fuck me or fun or what you kept thinking to yourself. You asked and he said "Baby, you know I love you" he kisses your forehead and down to you neck and thigh still holding his cigarette. When he was done kissing, you grabbed his cigarette and took a hit. He smiled and Chuckles to himself, he put the cigarette out and cuddel him. Feeling his cock on your upper thigh and the hair from his chest on you felt amazing, you felt safe and loved. No matter if you were dating or just fuck buddy's, you would love him forever. He gets in your ear and whispers "I want you baby" you whisper in his ear saying "Fuck me again and I'll guess you'll find out" he Chuckles and kisses your neck till you fall asleep in his arms for the rest of the night

Spanish words used

Que te jodan - Fuck you

te merecías ese cabrón - you deserved that Bastered

Mierda- Fuck

vamos bebe vamos - come on baby come on

Poll: Round 1c #1

[ Image ID. An image of Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney official art. Phoenix is on the left of the image and he is looking at the camera and smirking, with his hand on his chin, and Miles is on the right of the image, his body is turned to the side, and he had a slight smile on his face, and an image of Bucky Barnes and Steave Rogers, with Steave dressed as Caption America. Bucky is wearing a red shirt and jeans under a grey-ish jacket that has orange inside the hood. Bucky is standing to the left of the image, with Steave on the right holding his right arm out to him. End ID]

fucking

every other day i see a poll thats like

and its bitches ive never heard of in my life and theres like 7 million votes on it already. and everyones talking about the Stank Summit and its the latest hit tumblr meme

Can you do one based on the song Love grows by Edison Lighthouse where the reader is Eddie’s younger sister but is a flower child/hippie instead of a metal head and Steve is falling in love with her even though they are way way different?

yes omg i absolutely love that song so so much...im not at the seasons where eddie had been introduced yet so he's def not gonna be featured heavily, and when he is mentioned it's from what ive gathered of him in passing from other tumblr fics ok?

p.s. you're lucky my fiance took me on a random ass date today bc im in such a lovey fluffy mood rn

p.p.s im so embarrassed at how long this took me sksk but anyway, in lieu of my birthday yesterday ( the 2nd ), here you go love! I hope it was worth the wait!

warnings: puppy love at its finest. readers beware, sex is mentioned but i don't go into detail so I'd say it's minor safe! reader has a name in this fic but this is the only thing that is specified about them !! steve being head over heels, steve being completely madly deeply irreversibly in love with you. minor Eddie!Sibling mentions but not heavy bc im not familiar with him.

"...wild and free..." steve harrington x female!munson sibling! reader

Steve Harrington was completely and utterly down on his knees, hopelessly wrapped around your finger, and he had been from the first time he'd laid his eyes on you. He wasn't ashamed to admit that you weren't normally his type, he'd never much gravitated towards the flower child type of girls, but you? Something about you was just so stunningly killer that it shook him to his core and he just couldn't stay away.

He remembers that first day, he had been in the middle his usual banter with Robin, and wasnt paying one damn bit of attention to any customers, nor was she, and he honestly wouldn't have even known you were there until your hauntingly beautiful giggle carried across the store as he said something you'd thought funny. He jumped in fright, turning to find the source of the noise, and when his eyes land on you he feels his entire body kind of deflate for a moment, his breath leaving his lungs as he locks on you and your wildly beautiful form.

Your hair was a sort of untameable wavy texture that gave off a 'wild and free' vibe, you wore a strange outfit combination of a long, flowy white dress and a fringed brown leather vest coat, it looked completely gut wrenchingly beautiful on you. You smiled at him, an eyebrow raised.

"You all there, pretty boy?" You ask, cocking your head at him. You carried a small bag on your shoulder, and you lifted the top, grabbing a couple dollars out of it.

"Yeah..yeah..I'm here.." He says, shaking his head and clearing his throat. "What can I get for you?" He asked, and you grin.

"Three scoops of strawberry." You shove the money at him, and watch as he goes to grab it from the case. "With chocolate sauce between each scoop." He stops what he's doing, and looks at you.

"Between each scoop?" He asks, looking at you as if you were crazy. You nod once, looking at him. "Seems like you're over doing it a bit but okay.." He mumbles, and does as you say.

When he hands you the cone, with a napkin, he can't help he adore the intensely happy look that crosses your face, and he tries not to notice the way that bounce up and down in excitement. "Thank you, Steve.." You say, taking a long lick of it as you start to turn, getting ready to leave the scoops ahoy store.

"Wait-, how do you know my name?" He asks, stopping you in your tracks. You just give him a funny little look. "What's yours?" You giggle at him, shaking your head.

"All this time we went to school together and you don't know my name?" You ask him, before shaking your head again, sighing. "Makes sense, i suppose me and my brother never were on your radar, we weren't much on anyone's unless it was to make fun of us."

"Your brother? Wait, we went to school together?" He asks, confused, he squints trying to think. How could he not remember you? You were so stunningly, uniquely beautiful, how did he not know who you were?

"Really? We literally walked across the graduation stage together a couple months ago.." You say, he looks like he's thinking for a moment before he shakes his head. "Rosemary Munson? My brother is Eddie?"

He recognized your brothers name, but not yours. "Him, I know..you?" He shakes his head, you pout playfully, you couldn't blame him, you didn't really make yourself very known.

"Well, what a shame, Stevie-boy.." You say, slowly backing out of the store, he calls after you, but you keep on walking, your brother was waiting for you somewhere in the mall.

Steve scoffs, a look of wonder on his face as he turned towards Robin. "She called me Stevie-boy.." It seemed like such a childish nickname to him, but something about the way you said it made his knees feel like jelly, and he felt his tummy flutter.

Robin just shakes her head, rolling her eyes at him. "God, you're so weird." She says, arms crossed over her chest.

You had come in a few more times that week, and Steve had made sure to greet you by your name, sweet talking you as best as he could before he finally asked you, it was a Friday and he had had your three scoops of strawberry, with chocolate sauce in between, already put together and waiting for you for when you walked through the doors.

You did a few minutes later, your face lighting up moreso when you see the boy than the ice cream in his hand. "Awe, how sweet, you already had it all ready for me." You say, going to reach for it, he pulls his hand back, and you pout.

"Ah, ah, ah.." He says, placing his other hand on the counter, his bicep flexing under his sailor shirt. "You can have your ice cream, but there's one condition."

You tilt your head, rocking on your feet. "And just what is your condition of my pleasure?" You ask, hands on your hips. "Hm, Stevie-boy?"

There it was again, that fucking nickname that made his knees go weak. "You, me, dinner and movie." He says, not giving you room to say no. He watches you chew your bottom lip, thinking. Fuck that made him nervous, what if you said no? Shit, maybe I shouldn't have done that, he thought, starting to panic.

You look him over, your brother wouldn't be happy about this, but, you didn't care what Eddie thought, you thought Steve was adorable, he didn't seem like the person he used to be anymore, and you liked that he had changed, that he seemed to be outwardly a better individual. "Okay." You say finally, reaching over to grab your cone from his hand, your fingers brushing his, you let them linger a little longer than you should have. "Pick me up at 7?"

He notices you reaching for your purse and he shakes his head, a grin sliding across his lips. "It's on the house, Rosemary." He says. "I'll pick you up at 7."

Steve was on the dot punctual that evening. He had taken the afternoon off from work, trying to figure out where he was going to take you, he had even resorted to asking Dustin. The boy had suggested that he take you somewhere fancy, but Steve had thought that might be too much, but he also didn't want to not do the right thing. He wanted to you like every part of your date, he wanted to be memorable to you, even if it never went past the first night.

After a couple of hours he had finally decided that he would just let you choose, and he started moving on to his clothes, which he fussed and mussed over for a while. He felt like he was trying too much and not enough all at the same time, god, he thought, what the fuck is wrong with you, King Steve?

He stared at his watch the rest of the afternoon, counting down the minuets. Eventually, he finally dragged himself to his car and started it, pulling out of his neighborhood and into the direction of where he knew you lived.

Your brother was not at all happy to know you were going on a date tonight, with Steve Harrington of all people. He followed you throughout the house, talking your ear off about how his popular dick head views were going to rub off on you, and pointing out that he must not be as great as everyone thought because 'look at him now, Ro, he's working in an ice cream store'. You had glared at him. "How dare you be so judgemental, Eddie." You had said, he pouted at you, not used to hearing you be so firm. "He's a completely different person, and maybe his choice of work has actually helped him to become that."

You had kicked him out of your room after that, slamming the door in his face as you focused on getting dressed. You weren't nervous in the least, you were actually excited. You thought he was adorsbly sweet and you couldn't wait to see how nervous and awkward he was, but how sweet he was also.

You dressed quickly, a pair of tight low cut bell bottomed jeans, a tight white cropped top that went half way down your belly, that had flowy white sleeves that hung off your wrists a little bit. And you put your favorite brown fringed vest on top, before running a brush through your messy hair, unable to tame the frizzed out mess. You added your favorite pair of chunky heeled brown boots too, not bothering to put any makeup on, it's not like you'd been wearing it any time you'd seen him anyway.

After a couple of minutes you heard a knock on the front door, and heard your brother scurry to get it as you finished putting on your jewelry.

Eddie threw open the door, putting his hand up on the doorframe as he stares the boy down. Steve bounces on the balls of his feet. "Eddie." He says, hands in his pockets. The curly haired boy wore a an unreadable expression, his eyebrows pinched.

"Steve." Eddie says, pursing his lips, he opened his mouth to speak, he was going to be his usual over protective self, maybe give him a little help. But then he remembered the way that you had defended him, how sweetly you had talked about him when you'd come back from the ice cream shop every day this week. He hadn't seen you talk about anyone that way in a long time, and he couldn't help but like to see you happy. He settles on something else instead. "You seem like the clueless type when it comes to women, and my sister isnt most women." Steve looks at him, confused. "All im saying is..dairy queen is her favorite, incase you didn't already have a restaurant picked out."

"Oh.." Steve says, relaxing a little. He had expected something different from Eddie. "That does actually help me out a lot..she doesn't seem the fancy type, huh?" He says, his shoulders sagging with relief. Eddie chuckles, shaking his curly head of hair.

"No, she's not." He says, looking towards your room as he hears the door open. You step out, your purse on your shoulder. You stop, looking up at your brother and doing a little twirl for him, asking how you looked. "You look pretty, Rosemary.." He says, a soft smile on his face.

You were indeed pretty this evening, even more so than Steve had seen you before. His tongue caught in his throat and he couldn't quite speak when you stepped into the doorway, your brother having stepped to the side to make way for you. "You ready, Stevie-boy?"

He makes a noise in the back of his throat, holding out his hand. "Yeah..yeah I'm ready." He says, smile gracing his face. You did look a very beautiful sight to him, though most would have said that you were dressed strangely.

Steve never would have thought that that night would lead him to where he was now, nearly a year later with you in his bed, leg thrown over his as you pressed you naked body against his. Your head was resting on his chest, wild hair still sticky with sweat from the evenings activities, your breathing slow and light. He ghosts his hand over your spine, up and down, up and down, his other hand is entwined gently with yours, a feeling that gave him more of a thrill than any other thing he'd done with you. It was like you had casted some sort of spell over him from the first moment he'd heard that beautiful laugh of yours, from the first time you'd smiled at him, the first time you'd called him Stevie-boy..fuck, he was so far gone for you it wasn't even funny.

He wondered if you knew that.

He wondered if you knew just how far in love with you he was, how absolutely head over fucking heels, heart beating out of his chest, ba-dum-ba-dum in fucking love with you he so absolutely was..

He knew he was so absolutely fucking lucky to even have caught your attention, and even moreso to have had the pleasure to take you out. He was probably the luckiest son of a bitch to ever walk the earth to have you in his bed right now, to have had the pleasure of making you so delerious with pleasure that you couldn't even hold yourself up after..he smiles at the thought, chuckling at how you had still been shaking when he had picked you and carried you to the bathroom, legs wrapped around his waist as he cleaned you up, taking a warm shower. He had wiped every inch of you down, except for your hair because he knew that you hated going to bed with wet hair, and he has dried every inch of you off before carrying you back to bed, letting you lay on top of him as you drifted off to sleep.

He smiles, staring up at the cieling, unable to keep the lovesick grin off of his face. His love for you grew wherever you were, anywhere you went, he followed, he couldn't bare to be away from you..he would have to tell you in the morning, just how deeply he cares for you, how he absolutely worshiped the ground you walked on.. how completely and utterly wrapped around your finger he was.

You would probably laugh at him, but he didn't mind because he knew you were his. He didn't mind one damn bit if you thought he was insane, because as long as he has his Rosemary by his side, he was content with anything.

DO. LIKE FISH?

-Ashley

do you know anyone who likes fish?

-Steave

Hm, fish is good.

There's a Salmon and Cauliflower bake that I make on occasion.

Here's the recipe: https://skinnyspatula.com/salmon-gnocchi/

Tell Steave i love him

Hes jumping up and down and saying yippee!! :•)