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lctata · 5 years

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about me! ♡

tagged by: ♡ my luv @sealyrics tagging: ♡ @jinsoulsscalp @heavcnward @lovedhearts @queersolutions @faaelyn

NAME! ♡ rose HEIGHT! ♡ 5′10″ when i actually stand up straight for once lmao NATIONALITY! ♡ american FAVORITE FRUITS! ♡ every fruit but like shoutout mangoes, oranges, raspberries, lychee, blueberries, and grapes specifically FAVORITE SEASONS! ♡ spring theres so many flowers and it rains a lot! FAVORITE SCENTS! ♡ cookies and bread being baked, tea, nd flowers FAVORITE ANIMALS! ♡ pandas but i also luv cats and also like bunnies and dogs TEA / COFFEE / HOT COCOA! ♡ lmao im known as being way too into coffee irl because i worked as a barista for so long and loved making latte art but uhh tea heux AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP! ♡ lmao hopefully any amount of sleep lbr here WHEN MY BLOG WAS CREATED! ♡ i think i moved to this blog like ?? in november ?? maybe ??? idek man time is a flat fucking circle RANDOM FACT! ♡ lol im a freshman in college but i work as a TA because they needed bilingual students who lived on our campus thats in the middle of no where FAVORITE FOOD(S)! ♡ crepes, pancakes, stir fry, anything with tofu that has flavor lmao FAVORITE VINE! ♡ super cuts fucked my shit up. if super cuts fucked your shit up, call now ( or the so no head? vine lbr here ) SEXUALITY! ♡ bi ?? i think ??? really im just a mess of being queer lbr here PRONOUNS! ♡ she / her / hers FAVORITE BOOK SERIES! ♡ for series of essays i love the fiddler in the subway or the disappointment artist, but my fave comics are probably saga and papergirls ! FAVORITE VIDEO GAMES! ♡ i have gotten last place in every game of mario kart i have ever played. i am HORRIBLE at video games but i mean i recently played 80 days and elegy for a dead world and i loved them so much FAVORITE SUBJECT! ♡ asfdg i love so many subjects but probably english or history atm ?? GUYS OR GIRLS! ♡ for characters ? girls ( even tho i currently have a few more boys smh ) in real life ? also girls LAST TIME I CRIED! ♡ i honestly cant remember the last time i cried it happens a lot WHAT I SHOULD BE DOING! ♡ honestly i should be doing replies rn but instead im finally watching smtm7 bc

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shaykeijser · 6 years

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flustered commitment

summary: bold!reader asks what her and flustered!steve are ft steve being nervous during the first date because that’s my favorite concept

a/n: i wrote this in less than 40 minutes so if i have any weird typos or any part of it doesn’t make any sense that’s why!! also i tried real hard y’all to fight the urge to write another steve imagine (i’m a multi fandom blog and want to emphasize that more) but steve imagines are my fave so here this is

word count: 753 (i’m getting better y’all)

tag list: @steveharringtonofficial (ask to be added!!)

your first date with steve harrington was what you expected, what most first dates honestly were.

it was at a local coffee shop and you both met each other there. considering that you were both only acquaintances before he asked you out, if he picked you up and drove you there it would be a car ride full of awkwardness that would only be slightly lessened by small talk.

steve was a lot worse at hiding that he was nervous for the date than you were. his eyes hardly ever met yours, he was constantly wringing his hands, slightly stuttering when he asked you how your coffee was, the list went on.

eventually, though, the first date jitters ceased. you both grew more comfortable with each other and didn’t feel the pressure anymore. the small talk grew into actual conversations, even daring to get opinionated.

your first date with steve harrington was not as memorable as your fourth one. steve had driven you to benny’s where you were sitting at a table across from each other, so you could lean in whenever steve started to tell a story that excited him. you could when he talked about something that he was passionate about, he started telling the story with his hands while his voice grew more and more animated.

now you were the one telling the story, sharing an odd memory with him about the adventures of when you and your cousin canoed on a dingy sewage infested lake. unlike most of the dates that you’ve been on, he was genuinely interested in you. he wanted to get to know you better and let you know that by asking you questions and making sure to not spend the whole time talking about himself.

king steve was how you saw him up until nancy, he carried himself differently and stopped hanging out with the assholes of hawkins high. but again, you didn’t know king steve. the reputation and the not confirmed whispers were all you could add to your steve harrington profile when he asked you out.

and here both were. comfortable with just sitting and being with each other. neither of you had addressed what you both were – there wasn’t the need to. up until earlier in the date when the barista at the shop was shamelessly flirting with steve, despite it being obvious that you both were on a date. you had ordered before him, stepping aside so steve could order an iced coffee. even after you paid for him (your rule was whoever initiated the date paid for it – he accepted it without hesitation), she didn’t stop batting her eyelashes.

“we don’t need to use labels if you don’t want to, but what are we?” you asked him suddenly, forgetting about the chai tea latte in front of you and not caring anymore if the temperature went down to the dreaded room temperature.

“well uh…we’re dating. together. a thing. mutually in like…” he started to explain, blushing and continuously looking more nervous. “do you want to put a definite label? because that’d be fine by me but i don’t know if you want it. and i mean yeah, you are the one that brought it up, which i’m sorry about! i was trying to find a right time to ask you to be my girlfriend – if that’s what you want because i don’t want to- “even though his rambling was quite the possibly the cutest thing ever, you couldn’t help yourself.

you leaned in to kiss him, hoping that he would make the leap and lean in too. alas, he was still running his hands through his hair, attempting to form his words. not wanting to waste any time, you took his face in yours and gently brought his lips to yours and pulled away, not wanting to overstep the boundaries or display too much affection (something that you predicted steve would be all for – but like he said, you didn’t want to pressure him or assume anything).

he smiled softly, taking the kiss as your answer. you used your words as well, just to confirm it.

your grin was larger than this, it being evident that you were proud and content with being the one to officially make the first move. “yeah, i’ll be your girlfriend.” “nice. cool. neato. i’m uh.” you loved how despite the confession he was still flustered. “looking forward to being able to kiss you more.” smiling, you took his hand in yours. “as am i.”

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