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Love Languages: Steve Harrington

A list of Steve Harrington’s love languages, in order of favourite down ~

Acts of service:

Steve is babysitter, mom and dad all in one.

He wants to prove he’s a good friend, and boyfriend, and future husband and father. Never wants to leave you wanting. Anything you need doing, why didn’t you call him earlier? He’s on his way.

Sometimes you tell him though, that he shouldn’t feel like he has to do everything. Not for you, and the kids, and his friends, and the safety of the town, it’s too much on him. He wants to still help, but he appreciates that you don’t want him just for that, and that instead of shutting him out or down, you offer to help with him. Even if it’s something like fixing your car which you have no idea how to do (truthfully Steve is looking over a book on his shelf to make sure he actually remembers things before he helps out) he enjoys letting you help him out.

And reversed, it might be hard to get him to sit down long enough for you to help him, writing his speech asking for a promotion, cooking him dinner, lots of things. He had to learn to be quite independent at a young age. But mostly he’s worried that without helping others out, he’s not worth much to anyone.

But when he starts to get used to the notion of someone doing things just for him, he enjoys those little moments of relaxation. He’d rather it was you rubbing his temples than himself.

Words of affirmation:

He wants to know he’s doing a good enough job, and that you’re happy (and not going to leave him).

He likes to talk about his problems with the upside down because he’s never once felt like he can with the others, as he always had to be brave one. And as everyone knows, boys don’t cry. Well they do now, and he just sobs in pure relief as he is finally able to get it all out, and not do it alone anymore. Soaking your thigh with his tears as your hand has reached under his shirt, scratching his naked back, being careful of any injuries, as you tell him over and over just how amazing he is.

He wants you to know how much he really cares about you, he’s open about that stuff now, confirming with you that he loves you, that you’re perfect, and how much he treasures you. In big speeches as well, even if it’s seemingly at random times. And he’s dead serious during those speeches.

He needs you to know that he’ll always protect you.

Steve has grown so much as a person and he likes your confirmation when you tell him that he really has become a good person, even if you didn’t know him before when he feels like he was a massive douchebag. He likes to have that external reminders that he has grown, he is better, and you add onto that reminder that he should be proud of himself for it.

He also wants to always know what you’re thinking about. He yearns to know what’s going on inside that pretty head. Are they thoughts about him? Are they good? Are they criticisms? Are you okay? Can he help with anything? Talk to him please. He loves hearing your voice! It calms him, and fills him with love so warmly in his chest.

Gift giving:

Likes to buy you flowers, a couple of semi expensive gifts just to see that smile on your face, to know you were happy, and that he made you happy.

Wants to constantly be surprising you with little things to keep you on your toes, he doesn’t like when he thinks things are slowing or feeling less romantic, it worries him, because he doesn’t want you to bore of him. He wants to be fun and spontaneous and to provide for you. Even if sometimes his spontaneity comes off as a little crooked, or forced, but it’s him trying that’s the important factor.

He’s gonna be your spouse after all, he’s gotta prove himself to you. At least he’s sure he does.

Part of it also comes from how he’s grown up, the gentleman buys dinners and jewellery and flowers. But mostly he just loves seeing how happy you get. He literally loves you so much he wants to get you the world.

Probably found something in his parents attic he was 100% sure they wouldn’t care if it was gone, and sold it to buy you a lot of smaller somethings.

Gets excited whenever he sees anything in any store that he thinks you’ll like. Literally grins and places his hands on his knees, bending and squinting at it, before rocking on them for a second. He’s biting his lip in a grin, imagining any multitude of your reactions when he brings it home all bagged up for you at the end of the day. Robin may try pulling him away from store windows, but he always comes back on his own.

Sometimes he goes to shops just to scour blindly for something, any treat to get you when he gets home from work. It makes him happy thinking of you, humming as he gets reminders of your favourite things surrounding him. And the domesticity of strolling around the store, looking at something he can pick out for you, his love, on his way home from work. Even if it’s something smaller like just chocolate, or your favourite drink, he’s happy to come home and have something to chuck at you.

It also lets you know he’s always thinking about you, in his mind.

He’s surprised and always flattered when you buy him something though. Steve doesn’t expect gifts, he doesn’t think he’s good enough to have earned them, or that anyone would think of him spontaneously like that.

He doesn’t think guys get flowers, or chocolates, or personalised gifts that show you know him so well, especially on non special occasions, but he always melts when he gets anything from you, even in those rare times if you thought it was shitty.

You better be careful though, because if you get him something that touches him emotionally, normally something personal, the next day you’re going to be buried alive on the sofa as he shakes out little tokens of affection he just had to grab for you, all over your curled up body.

Bonus, the only time he didn’t care about Eddie stealing, was when he yoinked something Steve had been staring at the entire time in the shop. “Harrington you literally never shut the fuck up about buying this for your girl. And it’s not even that expensive, can’t charge me a felony on that. Go see your wifey. And stop telling me about how awesome this thing is because honestly, a Metallica vinyl has much more value in my books. Plus it wasn’t even that hard to grab.” His friends definitely get annoyed with how obsessed Steve is with the new item he found for you, it’s a mix of being so excited for your reaction and repeating it to himself so he doesn’t forget what he wanted to buy/make, he can’t shut up about it.

Physical touch:

Steve’s still sometimes like a horny teen, cornering you from behind when he lead you to the family video store break room, to kiss your neck and down your chest.

His touch doesn’t always mean he wants sex though, he genuinely just likes touching you, making you smile with his little movements, the feel of you on him. He could just rub his mouth, not even in a kissing way, just nuzzling his face over and over into your shoulder and he’d literally go dizzy. Gets drunk off your scent.

Your scent is comforting to him. It’s his truest version of home. He’s like a scared little child if he wakes in the dark without it; and his parents weren’t exactly ones to tuck him back into bed and kiss the nightmares away. In some ways he almost is like a kid again, gaining an almost trauma response on his worst nights if he wakes up alone, with you not there to lead him hand in hand back to bed, switching the warm lamp on and holding him close. But Steve’s brave, if you’re not home he wants to get over it himself, he put himself back to bed when he was six, he can do it now. But he’ll be very clingy with you the next morning, begging you to stay the night with him.

He likes having a hand on your arm or shoulder in public, or if you hold his hand first he is beaming. It’s not a possessive thing, it’s a support thing, like this is my partner and I’m there for them. Also he’s ready to grab you in case a monster splits the floor in two or something. And just so you know he’s right there with you. Even standing close behind you, just near enough for him to give you reassurances, or for you to extend the same courtesy to him. And again, your warmth and scent are surrounding him, and you’re easy enough to stroke or hold whenever his mind, or body, fathoms of doing so. Casually reminding you of his love and affection for you at all times, even if he can’t say anything because the kids have come to harass him, at least his hand is on your bicep.

Likes laying down with you whenever he has a rest so he can hold you close. Laughing as he snuggles into you, being goofy and vulnerable and stroking every part of your body before just holding you fondly. Probably squeezes a couple of times throughout, just to remind himself that you’re there, and you that he’s there; he’s already hugging you but it’s like an extra hug as an extra reminder of his love for you.

Definitely throws you over his shoulder if you are determined to move because you’ve got to pee, being your own escort to the bathroom before he plops you down, talking to you as he sits with his back to the door, only to wait till the second the tap is turned on to crawl behind you and wrap his arms round your shoulders, smiling into your temple and at your reflection in the bathroom mirror as he kisses your hair, inhaling your smell. Definitely makes a gratuitous sound of content as he sniffs you because it makes you laugh and splash water at him. Not even in a sexual way, just as if your smell makes him so happy and relaxed it’s like a spell.

Please sit on his shoulders in the pool and play wrestle with Eddie and Robin please please please. Wants you to cling onto his back as he wades around with you in the water. Has definitely touched you in the pool as well, obviously only when you two are alone though.

When you’re at home if you’re not sat with him on the couch or in bed, he has his arms wrapped around you and chin tucked into your shoulder or neck, so he can see what you’re doing. Literally gets confused when you mention for the first time that whever you stand up, even if you’re only going to the other side of the room, he’s always following right behind you, like a couple of inches space wise the most, he didn’t even realise he was doing it. You tell him not to stop though. Of course you do reassure that you’re not going to disappear into thin air or abandon him if you walk from the couch to the tv, or worse go into a completely separate room, ugh the dreaded thought, but you also assure him that he is definitely allowed to follow you like a little puppy, he doesn’t have to worry either way. Sometimes when you’re on his lap, playing with his hair as you both watch tv, you’ll just ‘casually’ mention that you were about to go to the kitchen for a snack, because if you’re already on his lap there’s a chance he’s going to not let you out of his arms once and carry you all the way there and all the way back. Cool we’ll go to the kitchen together, you pull the fridge open and take out those blueberries for me please, I’ll make sure not to drop you. Hopefully, he teases.

He’s beaming on the inside when he realises that you touching him has become so normalised to him too! It still makes his brain all happy when you hold his hand to lead him to a new video you wanted an opinion on, or wrapped your arms around his own when he was just giving a stranger directions.

Whenever you grace him with your touch it’s a comforting reminder to him that you really do love him. You want to touch him, you like just so naturally holding him, or getting him to hold you. He craves that confirmation but not in an unhealthy way anymore. It just makes him feel good. Touching you in any way though, makes Steve feel good.

Quality time:

Steve hates having an empty house, he loves you sharing it with him. Even if you don’t officially live with him, you basically do. Steve wants you to casually move in, so you always have each other to come home to. He’s also only told you this, but some nights he gets scared sleeping alone in the big dark house. With you there the scary thoughts of something coming to get him hardly ever even occur to him. It’s family roleplay for real, he can’t wait till the real thing where you have a wedding band on your finger and your first- or sixth- baby in your arm. Not that he wouldn’t be scooping that baby right up.

It may also be the next step for your relationship, even if you’re not sharing a lease, moving in with him still feels so real and normal for Steve. He loves loves loves to talk with you about your future, whether it takes place in that house, or another he’ll buy for you. Hell he’ll even build it for you. White picket fence, a dog, six kids, his dream car, oh what’s that you want the bathroom on the north side too? You got it babe, let him add it to his notebook of example blueprints.

He doesn’t really like being separated from you much, from more of an anxiety and trauma standpoint because what if you get hurt... it is Hawkins after all, and he wouldn’t have been there to be Steve the protector.

Asks you to visit when he’s working, even if he’s not on break, he can still talk to you. Robin likes you so she only bullies Steve about being distracted.

He likes to ask you about your day, and if a day passes and he hasn’t, most likely you just didn’t pick up the phone the only second of the day the poor man had free, he’s worried it was bad and is already thinking of ways to help.

He likes seeing you whenever he is free, likes when you call asking when he’s available. He likes the fact you ask him to spend time with you. Obviously you don’t ask quite like that, not that he’d mind if you did, but when you make plans to see him, just to hang out together; whether you planned something small with him like watching the season finale of that show you were hooked on and playing a board game together, or asking him out on an extravagant date out which fills the entire day with tickets somewhere that cost $100, or just simply asking him for some time between the two of you. It’s something that he’s so happy to do for you.

He likes that you want to spend time with him, but he also likes the fact you don’t feel the need to spend every second with him, like his parents who don’t trust each other. Although Steve would happily spend most of his time with you, not because you two have no trust, but because you just genuinely like each others company that much.

Even if he’s normally working or babysitting the kids, he likes if you’re there with him. Steve doesn’t have a lot of spare time, for moments for just the two of you. He doesn’t particularly mind it, he definitely feels he has to be there for the kids or his friends or work harder towards some goals in life, and doesn’t mind keeping busy vs just watching tv or something. But he’s super snuggly when he does have it, wanting to know everything in your head, or work on something with you like cooking dinner together. If you two can do it together, that’s pretty good in his books.

#sorry for using s1 Steve but the teddy bear kills me n I thought it fit the vibe lol #hope u guys enjoy! <3 #also also just my personal hc’s!#Steve Harrington/reader #Steve Harrington x reader #Steve Harrington headcanons #Steve Harrington #Steve Harrington fluff #hc’s #stranger things

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wawamouse · 24 days

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My sister's thoughts on the Oz community pool AU

Busmalis would be the one doing something in the grass… like he’s there doing something that he’s not supposed to be doing. Something not pool related, like digging a hole in a sand pit. Maybe there's a bank next door.

Rebadow is doing old people swim exercises in a full wetsuit

O’Reily wears a little white visor and white tank top and red shorts (the uniform) and eats customer hotdogs. Like, he gives you a hotdog with a bite already in it and acts like it just looks like that then when the customers complain, McManus comes over and tells O’Reily not to stop eating the customer hotdogs, but O'Reily just gaslights everyone and says he's not, that there's no way he's out here taking bites of people's hot dogs. It was actually them taking bites of their own hotdogs. Why would he eat their food? They just forgot. McManus doesn't investigate even though he says he will if it happens again.

Keller keeps lying to Beecher and pretending to be first aid certified

Sister’s Miguel x Chico fic (as recorded by me) (her first foray into fanfiction “writing”)

SCENARIO: Everyone is leaving the pool early one day because there’s a summer tornado warning/severe thunderstorm warning and it’s very windy and gray.

SISTER’S WARDROBE NOTES:

Miguel has a dark-gray tshirt, dark, baggy blue-gray drawstring zip up hoodie, grayish-green khaki cargo shorts, “those sturdy flipflops with the canvas straps”. He also has his swim instructor duffel bag stuff.

Chico is wearing red swim trunks, old white (not stark white) ribbed tank top (“I WANNA SEE THEM SHOULDERS”), whistle (essential). I showed her a picture of season 5 Chico and she decided he has short hair and also his goatee as in s5 (“because we want him to be slightly unapproachable-looking like a slightly creepy janitor. A respectable 53% creepy/shabby looking. If he doesn’t have his goatee, the scenario doesn't work because he’ll be too chiseled and just be instantly hit on by all the ladies and that’s not the vibe here”)

STORY:

The locker room is dark, cool, and cement, with overhead, yellowish lights. One of the lights is going to be flickering at the end (but it’s because of the storm, not because we didn’t invest in the lights. We can’t blame McManus for not investing in the fixtures). The locker doors are going to be a military green and the benches are those wooden ones that are drilled into the ground

Miguel is at his locker with the door open. He can see Chico enter the locker room. We ain’t setting up a jump scare here. This is 2700 Kelvin lighting. Sort of yellowish, like a little bit of an intimate glow color. 😛

He’s putting his stuff into his bag from his locker, getting ready to go. Maybe there’s a straggler child and he says goodbye. And then he sees Chico enter and he’s like “oh shit” because there’s like UST between them and Miguel doesn’t want to deal with it and he’s been avoiding him all day. It’s just coming to a boil that summer. (The storm is a metaphor for their relationship… the weight of intense emotions…. REPRESSED)

So Miguel starts to put shit away faster and he ends up like dropping his deodorant or whatever. It skitters across the floor, taking him further back into the locker room aisle. By that time, Chico has arrived to where he is.

There’s tension as Miguel goes back to packing his stuff up and ignoring Chico, who can’t take the silent treatment anymore. He demands to know why Miguel won’t talk to him but Miguel won’t give him a straight answer, either. He’s just trying to get out before the storm, dude.

When Miguel tries to shove by and leave, Chico grabs his arm and reels him around. Slam! Miguel’s back hits the locker.😳 Miguel drops his stuff and he’s confused but also a little seduced. WIDE EYES, darting back and forth. He’s sort of excited because he knows where this is going, and he wants it to happen deep down. Like, if Chico wasn’t persistent, Miguel wouldn’t do shit about it, either, so he’s glad Chico’s the one making the moves. He was hoping for it 👀

He sort of slumps down a bit, right, because he got slammed against the locker. And Chico sort of kabedons him with his elbow. Not casual, though. Full on locked in. Faces inches apart. One of Chico’s hands is, like, on Miguel’s waist, half catching him after he sort of slipped down against the locker. They're breathing on each other all turned on but pretending not to be while they have, like, a whispered-growled conversation 😗; “You’ve been avoiding me”; “no I’m not”; Etc.

Chico says some kind of accusatory stuff but at the same time he’s saying some persuasive stuff because he’s trying to get Miguel to respond to him. But as soon as Chico says something too forward like “we have something... I know you feel it, too”, Miguel pushes him aside in wordless denial and scoops up his duffel. He starts to head out and Chico like calls something after him, like something inflammatory or triggering—basically blasting Miguel with a truth bomb. He's like “don’t run from this”.

Miguel sort of looks back and his leg hits a corner of a bench as he’s fast walking out of there. He stumbles. Chico, who’s already racing to keep up, end ups colliding against him. They both go down. Chico grabs Miguel instinctively and he sort of falls sideways and ends up cushioning the fall for Miguel, who startles out of his own disorientation at the sound of a pained groan beside him. Their arms are slightly around each other on the ground and Chico looks over smiling after a moment because this is STUPID. And there’s all this sexual tension and Miguel finally can't take it anymore. There's like a huge thunderclap outside and the lights flicker and he leans over and they KISS….. They start to kiss.....

And then someone walks into the locker room and they scramble apart!! It’s McManus, checking to make sure everyone’s leaving. Chico stands slightly behind Miguel, who’s the one who ends up talking to McManus. He's all straight faced like the responsible swim teacher he is, like “yeah, sure, we’ll make sure to get home safely” or whatever sassy way he wants to say it. Meanwhile, Chico’s just been staring at Miguel the whole time with those lovey dovey eyes like... His eyes are glistening, full of love and adoration. They’re still like that when Miguel looks over, seeing all of Chico’s love for the first time. Letting himself see it. And he’s like “damn, I am going home with this man” because Chico’s eyes are just like that kind of enveloping comfort, you know. He sees the rice being thrown at the wedding, or whatever Catholics do. All those potential firsts. He's going way overboard with it, like in the show when he gets convinced of things. He loses his whole mind. He sees his whole future in Chico’s big beautiful eyes. The lazy one, too. Miguel's like wow....

So, then they go to the place of whoever lives closer. It's Kiss, McManus interrupts, they're alone again. They sort of hold hands but also a little like no homo. Their pinky fingers touch in the locker room and then, if this was a movie, there would be a knowing little smile between them.

SMASH CUT TO… Well, actually, they’d go to Chico’s place and Miguel would be like “damn babygorl, you live like this?”. There’s like bare walls or whatever. It looks like shit. Chico’s like “shut up” because they’re here to do one thing and it starts with F. But they still gotta pick a fight or whatever because that's who they are. Then they start slamming each other into walls, just ripping off clothes. You know how it is. Then they fade to black. Fade up from black, they’re both in bed aggressively smoking so we know what happened 😏🚬 [Aggressive smoking motions] And there’s some sort of afterglow macho banter about how that sucked (even though they both liked it a lot). The main thing is that it was Miguel’s first time with a guy or whatever and he’s still got his pride so he’s acting all like "Psh, I don't care" and he’s like “Next time I’m going to be on top, show you how it's done” and Chico’s all like [aggressive smoking motions pause] but eventually he caves because he’ll do any for Miguel, really. Also Miguel said 'next time', so you know it's so on with them.

Fin~~

#text #oz au #others fic #lol sister's first fic of sorts....#she doesn't have social media so she told me to be her scribe #not pictured: the one woman show she performed in the living room while choreographing the locker room slams #miguel alvarez #chico guerra #like Sister is never going to write fic bc she doesn’t have the patience for creative writing #but like still #me: finally some food 😭😭😭😭#I also shared the Invasion of the body snatchers (inspired) AU with her bc i made her watch the 1975 remake with me when we were in oz s1 #altho I described Torquemada and Querns as ppl she didn’t know yet lol #she thought my Rebadow dialogue sounded just like him :)#she said there wasn't enough romantic tension tho and i was like ya the point was the plot in that one #i like that sister also headcanon's chico living in some kind of empty warehouse #like he just does not give off swanky pad vibes #maybe in s6 but we're in s3 rn

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