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girl-next-door-writes · 1 year

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So Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Now

Characters: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: An accident (or an act of Munson) leads to Steve needing to raise his temperature. Lucky for him, you are there to help.

Word Count: 1100 words

Prompt: #3: Warming up in a bathtub big enough for two

A/N: This one officially marks the end of my Steven’s Greetings! If you have enjoyed what you’ve read, then please feel free to reblog and go check out my Masterlist. If you didn’t, that’s cool, you move on with your life and find yourself some fics that you love.

It was an accident. Everybody swore blind that it had been an accident. It wasn’t like anyone would have ever done that on purpose, not with the temperatures as they were, not even though that had all found it hilariously funny. The fact that Dustin’s legs had given out on him, leaving him in a crumpled heap of hysterics on one of the pool chairs definitely didn’t mean that Eddie had orchestrated the situation. Well, not that Steve could prove anyway.

The cigarette that he’d been smoking was now limp between his lips, the beer he’d been holding sinking to the bottom of the pool as Steve very slowly ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his face. The unimpressed expression on his face only served to provide a second wave of laughter from those gathered. He looked like a drowned rat standing there in the pool, his usually voluminous hair flat and stringy.

“Come on, it’s not that funny.” You said, trying hard to hold back your own amusement. The two of you had been deep in conversation, Steve trying to impress you about something, when Eddie had ‘bumped’ into him, sending the poor boy sprawling into the freezing water.

Steve made his way to the poolside, his clothes dragging him with each step. He reached up to take the hand you had offered and then the world seemed to go into slow motion.

Now, it could have been another Munson move, or maybe Steve just gripped stronger than he had intended, either way there was a yelp of panic, followed by Nancy and Robin scrambling, and failing, to grab hold of you as you lost your balance and landed rather ungracefully on your boyfriend, taking him back beneath the waters surface.

When the two of you emerged, Steve noted that the laughter had died down and people looked genuinely concerned. Yeah, him being pushed into a pool was hilarious, but it turned out they didn’t think the same about you.

“Are you okay?” Robin asked as you spluttered a little, wiping the water from your eyes and leaving streaks of mascara, making you look more like a damp panda.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Just cold.” You grinned as you shivered.

“Come on, let’s get you into something dry and warm.” Steve insisted, guiding you to the steps while shielding your body from everyone else. The last thing he wanted was everyone seeing the material clinging to you and making comments he himself would be very happy to make if it wasn’t for the risk of hypothermia right now.

As the two of you squelched inside, he grabbed a blanket off the back of a chair in the kitchen and wrapped it around your shoulders.

“We should take off as much as we can here, that way we don’t end up with a trail of water all the way to my room.” He frowned, knowing the grilling he would get if he ‘ruined the carpets’. Kicking off his shoes, he tugged his sweater over his head and dropped it into a pile on the tiled floor, his socks and jeans quickly joining them leaving him in just his underwear. That was something he didn’t think twice about until he saw you staring at him slack jawed, and then he became incredibly self-conscious. Crossing his arms over his chest, he looked like a lost child as his nerves were written across his face for all to see.

“Sorry.” You shook your head, suddenly realising you had been staring. “You just- it- that- I mean- “

“You wanna finish a sentence? A guy could get all kinds of worried over here.” He half joked, his cheeks beginning to flush despite how his body was shivering.

“You’re really freaking hot. I mean, I knew you were, well, are, but knowing it and seeing it, that’s two different things. Sorry. I was just appreciating the view.” You gave him a lopsided smile and he ducked his head, trying to hide his own smile.

“Yeah, well, stripping in my kitchen was not the way I thought this would go, but I’ll take it.” He shot you a wink and then offered to hold the blanket for you while you removed layers.

Ever the gentleman, Steve closed his eyes as you stripped down to your underwear, even though he really wanted to peek. It was only when he heard Eddie wander into the kitchen behind him that he quickly wrapped the blanket around you, partly to protect your modesty but also partly because he didn’t want anyone else seeing his girlfriend in her underwear. That was a view just for him, boyfriend’s privilege.

“Can you ask Nancy to throw this stuff in the dryer for me?”

“I can do that!” Eddie grinned, already reaching for the wet clothes.

“Nancy. I don’t want to get down here and find everything shrunk or some shit.” Steve said pointedly causing Eddie to give him his best kicked puppy look.

“Just trying to help.”

“Yeah, well, you can help by getting Nancy. NOT Robin. NOT Dustin. Nancy. Jonathan at a push.” Steve insisted as he guided you towards the staircase, rubbing his hands over your blanket encased form to create a little heat.

Once upstairs, he grabbed the comforter from the end of his bed and wrapped it around him, his teeth chattering.

“Steve, baby, I’m not sure just a dry set of clothes is gonna be enough to warm you up. You’ve been cold for too long. How about I run you a bath, we can you’re your body temperature up, then we can get you all wrapped up in sweats.” You frowned, noting the paleness of his skin and the way he was shivering.

“You’re just as cold. You should have the bath, I’ll be fine.” He protested, not used to someone taking care of him, that wasn’t how this worked. “I’ve got some stuff you can wear once you get out and while you take a bath, I can go make some hot drinks.”

“Steve. You’re freezing.” You said softly, tenderly caressing his cheek. “Is there any way I can convince you to get that fine ass of yours in the bath?”

“I’ll be okay. You need to warm up.” He hummed, leaning into your touch.

“Hold up, Harrington. Your house is huge, I’m betting your bathtub is big enough for two. Want to test out my theory?” You gave him your best innocent look and he chuckled.

“Now that is definitely one way of getting me into that bath. Lead the way.”

#Steve Harrington #Steve Harrington x reader #Steven Greetings #gndw fic

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first-edition · 6 months

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Welcome to this year 2023 Smutmas!!!! Im currently working on as many works as i can but here the teaser for all of you since I started late lol. If you want to be added to the tags list please leave a dm or message me!! Thank you

DAY 1: Present (modern!Sandor Clegane x wife!reader)

DAY 2: Three Wise Men (Jake x Steven x Marc X reader)

DAY 3: Gingerbread (Steven Grant x baker!reader)

DAY 4: Toys (Bucky Barnes x reader)

DAY 5: Santa Baby (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Day 6: OH! Holy Night (Matthew Murdock x Virgin! Reader)

DAY 7: Gold (Spencer Reid x reader)

DAY 8: Frankincense (Geralt of Rivia x reader)

DAY 9: Myrrh (Hellboy x “monster”!reader)

DAY 10: Mistletoe (Arron Hotchner x Reader)

DAY 11: Peppermint (Sandor Clegane x Princess! Reader)

DAY 12: Sugar Plum Fairy (Henry cavil x Ballerina! Reader)

#2023smut-mas #12 days of smutmas #Smut #Smutmas #2023 season's greetings #JelsaSnowflakes 2023 Smutmas #henry cavil x reader #james bucky barnes #hellboy x reader #arron hotchner #matt murdock x reader smut #steven grant x reader smut #marc spector #jake lockely x reader #sandor clegane smut

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pink-deserves-more-love · 1 year

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They’re even gay in the VIDEO GAME I’m losing it.

#steven universe #bispearl #unleash the light #THIS GAME IS A FUCKIN BLAST BTW IM HAVING SO MUCH FUN #I can finally carry my blorbos around on my switch...#everyone else greets Bismuth causually but Pearl is all 'OMG BISMUT HAIIIII' and she's BLUSHING....GIRL....

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smoke-is-living · 1 year

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It started with a joke and ended as a thread

Here is the video from the queen @whimsquirksandstuff

#those 2hrs were worth it #vriska universe #amphibia #core #darcy wu #marcy wu #steven universe #spinel #it was tricky without my tablet #my dear friend I will see you soon #as always greetings from Poland #it's weird here but some of us are ok #I hope

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puppybot · 3 months

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all these years later and i’m still in shock that tiktok popularized the phrase “sufjans stevens summer” as a romantic and fun experience as if a real sufjans stevens summer wouldn’t consist of yearning and loss so deep and painful that god would turn his back on you to block out your cries for mercy

#sufjan stevens #sufjan stevens summer #carrie and lowell #a beginners mind #the avalanche #illinoise #javelin #greetings from michigan #age of adz

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hopefulmilkshakeengineer · 10 months

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My top 10 music artist which I love (pictures aren't mine) ❤️

#music #posters #songs #alice in chains #tv girl #mac demarco #mitski #nirvana #the greeting committee #lana del rey #jann rozmanowski #penelope scott #sufjan stevens

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70sscifiart · 2 years

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Steven Vincent Johnson, Greetings, 1979

#Greetings #ufo #1979 #Steven Vincent Johnson

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buckleberry4ever · 1 month

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Huck: Here’s a new Huckleberry Pie x Blueberry Muffin artwork!😃 It was requested by & @higor2005projects !🤩

Blueberry: Me and Huck are saying hi to Higor and Amanda!💕 Higor and Amanda are higor2005project’s ocs!😃

WildBrain owns “Strawberry Shortcake: Berry In The Big City.

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ratxklng · 6 months

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CULTURE'S NOT YOUR FRIEND! | Will Wood - Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary Bell Township! / (Vampire) Culture / Love Me, Normally

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predatory-w-a-s-p · 10 months

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New arrivals! Love you Sufjan 💗

#sufjan stevens #i love sufjan #oh sufjan we're really in it now #thanks sufjan #sufjan #greetings from michigan #tonya harding #third man records

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girl-next-door-writes · 1 year

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My Father Will Be Pacing The Floor

Characters: Steven Grant x Reader

Summary: The desire to hibernate when the temperatures drop is incredibly tempting, especially when you have someone special to cuddle up to.

Word Count: 1080 words

Prompt: #4: Cuddling, wrapped in soft blankets, in front of a fireplace.

A/N: The fabulous @ahookedheroespureheart requested this super sweet prompt which gave me the warm and fuzzy's.

The British weather had taken a turn, temperatures dropping into the minus figures each day, lucky to reach 0 degrees at any point. It wasn’t like Steven’s flat was the warmest at the best of times. Too cold in winter, too hot in summer, but he’d never really minded before. Now, he was sitting on his sofa torn between feeling self-conscious about his inadequate heating and grateful for it at the same time. When you had arrived, he realised it was so cold you could see your breath, something you found funny and proceeded to claim to be a dragon, huffing out warm air. Your giggles made him feel a little better about the situation, and when you stole one of his oversized hoodies, he was almost grateful for the chill.

Hours later and the usually disused fireplace was home to a small fire, the smoke from which snaked its way up the chimney that Steven could only pray had been cleared at some point in the last decade. The staccato cracking of the flames as they feasted upon the wood blocks you had placed there were a stark contrast to the soft music humming from the radio in the kitchen. It was rather lucky that you both found the DJ's playlist unobtrusive as neither of you wished to move from your spot on the sofa, a cozy nest which made the idea of hibernating incredibly tempting.

His beaten-up sofa had never felt so comfortable, even though he was squished on one side of it. A thick cable knit blanket hung over the back of the sofa and the density of the chunky wool was comforting, although not as comforting as you leaning against him. Pushing his glasses up his nose, Steven glanced from the pages of his book to you, a soft smile tugging at his lips. This whole scene felt a little surreal, here he was, Steven Grant, snuggled beneath a weighted blanket with a beautiful woman who was currently engrossed in a beat-up book about Egyptian mythology. He had no clue how he had got so lucky, but he was willing to pray to any and every god there was to thank them for this turn of events.

You shifted slightly as you turned your page, your leg pressed up against his. The two of you had your feet resting on the coffee table, thick socks poking out of the blanket in an Instagram worthy image. Absentmindedly, he rubbed your foot with his, smiling as you instinctively hooked your leg over his. Now it looked like two people wearing mismatched socks and Steven found that thought endearing. Perhaps he would suggest a sock swap at some point, you could mismatch together while matching each other. His heart swelled at the idea, a silly little gesture that would link the two of you, like a real couple.

“You’re staring.” You hummed softly, eyes still on the page you were reading and a smile playing on your lips.

“Was just thinkin’.”

“Oh, that can be dangerous.” You looked up at him as you put your book down. “What you thinking about?”

Steven shifted a little, not sure if he could voice his thoughts.

“Come on, you can’t leave me hanging like that.”

“I was just thinking about you and me, and what we are.” He could feel your eyes on him but refused to return your gaze.

“And what is it that you think we are?” There was a hint of amusement in your voice, a gentle teasing that made him feel he could tell you anything.

“I was actually wondering what you think we are, see if we’re on the same page.”

“Expertly deflected there, Mr. Grant.”

“Thank you. I could say the same for you.” He smirked, beginning to believe there was a chance you were thinking the same way.

“Is this you asking if I’m your girlfriend? Or do you want to write me one of those notes, you know, ‘will you be my girlfriend’? With two boxes under it, one with yes and one with no.”

“I could do, but that would mean getting up and I’m kinda comfy, to be honest.”

“So it’s just laziness that’s preventing you from the note idea?”

“You’ve still not answered.”

“You’ve still not asked.”

Shifting now to fully face you, he took your hands in his and looked deep into your eyes. If he was going to do this then he would make the moment as cheesy as possible, that way if you rejected him, he could play it off as a joke.

“Light of my life, sunshine in my ever-gloomy day, would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?” His heart was pounding, and he hoped you couldn’t see just how nervous he was right now.

“Well, I suppose I should say yes because I’ve already told people you’re my boyfriend. Would be rude of me to turn you down now.”

“You’ve what?” His eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“Yeah, I mean, I may have told my workmates that I’m spending today with my boyfriend. Is that okay?” You looked woried now, as if you might have overstepped.

“Who? Who did you tell them you were spending the day with?” He asked with the hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.

“My boyfriend.” You grinned, tilting your head a little.

“Your boyfriend? You’re talking about me, right? Just want to make sure.”

“Yeah, you muppet, you.”

A bright smile broke across his face as he tenderly cupped your face, leaning in and placing a soft kiss to your lips. “This mean I can start calling you my girlfriend now? Actually out loud saying it?”

“Oh god, you’re gonna go round introducing me to people as ‘my girlfriend’, aren’t you.” You rolled your eyes, but your chuckle gave away your amusement.

“Yes. Yes I am.” Steven shifted back to his original position, wrapping his arm around you and returning to his book.

A peaceful quiet descended between you as you rested your head against his shoulder. The fire crackled as the smooth tones of Nat King Cole filled the air. Once again the idea of hibernation danced across his mind, and he wondered how long you could stay in this bubble of yours. This was definitely something he could get used to, and maybe, one day, he wouldn’t refer to you as his ‘girlfriend’, but he didn’t want to get ahead of himself.

#Steven Grant #Steven Grant x reader #Steven's Greetings #gndw fic

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jils-things · 5 months

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so i listened to all his voicelines last night

#theres two ver of his character which is of course - the actual aether foundation employee. aka the good guy #and the shadow ver - which is the version where the aether employees work alongside team rocket in the pokemas game #ABD HRURHRURHRURUR THEIR VOICES ARE SO #there's a certain gruffness (is that a word) to the “villain” ver and it sounds cool #tho they have this one dialogue like “hey - what are you doing this late at night kid” UM SO HE DOES CARE UMMM UM ☝️☝️ AKSSKJDHDVBDB #the actual aether employee has a more soft and gentle voice - very welcoming and sweet and that “alola!” greeting had me cryjgngkflflfkfhh #he actually explains what the organization is about and blah blah HE FUCKING HUMS BTW HE FUCKING HUMMED ITS SO AAAHAHSBDVSBSJSJSS #WHERE DO THESE VOICELINES OCCUR ACTUALLY???? LIKE ITS A MOUTHFUL COMPARED TO WHAT I HEAR!!!!#IT SOUNDS ALMOST AS IF YOU SCOUTED FOR THEM (LIKE THEY'RE AN EXISITING SYNC PAIR)#HE EVEN SAID LIKE OH HEY. NEW AREA INFO FOR U!!#WHERE DO THESE VOICELINES OCCUR. IWANNAHEARITANDSEEITMYSELF #AWWUEHHGHDHDHDDUHDGDHDHHDHHH #im more on the “good” aether employee cuz ofc. he sounds so sweet and cute ueueueueueu #HE EVEN HAS AWKWARD GIGGLES AND AAAGVDVSAH BRUHHH #STEVEN COME HOME RIGHT FUCKING NOW I CAN'T DIG DEEPER WITH THIS GUY #LITERALLY BEGGING #STEVEN 😭😭😭😭😭😭#~ rambling

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eternal--returned · 17 days

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Sufjan Stevens (@s-u-f-j-a-n-s-t-e-v-e-n-s) ֍ Oh Detroit, Lift Up Your Weary Head! (Rebuild! Restore! Reconsider!) (2003)

From the trembling walls, it’s a great idea! Everything you want, it’s a great idea! From the Renaissance, it’s a great idea! Everything you want, it’s a great idea! Throw them all away, it’s a great idea!

#sufjan stevens #oh detroit lift up your weary head! (rebuild! restore! reconsider!)#greetings from michigan the great lake state #tunes #music #fav

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my-secret-shame · 2 years

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