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sexybabystevie · 2 years

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Rose 🌹 – Red roses symbolize romance, love, and courage. Send me a short description of yourself, including things you enjoy doing, and your desired character to receive a headcanon on how they would confess their feelings to you!

my desired character is steve harrington! <3

i’m pretty shy and easily flustered, sensitive too but i’m also pretty sarcastic n very open when u get to know me :) i’m very girly, i love makeup, taylor swift, anything pink, and similar stuff! the stuff i enjoy doing is all pretty simple, just stuff like reading, listening to music and shopping! <3

A/n: I just wanna say that we have so much in common that this ask actually took me by surprise! Thank you so much for being the first one to take part in my event, I hope you enjoy! <3 (P.S.: I'm making this a somewhat modern!Steve AU so that I can incorporate your love for Taylor!)

Pick a flower from the Garden!

Steve Harrington Masterlist

Enchanted To Meet You

Modern Scoops!Steve Harrington x Taylor Swift fan, fem!Reader

Tags and Warnings: No Warnings, No Season 4 Spoilers, Fluffy!Steve, Soft!Steve, Wingwoman!Robin, Confessions of Feelings, Headcanons, Scoops Ahoy!Steve, Love Notes.

Word Count: 905

It was almost too easy for you to catch Steve Harrington's eye – the girl, always pretty in pink, headphones forever on, blasting some kind of mystery music that he wondered about every time he saw you wordlessly mumbling the lyrics, who worked in the bookstore across from Scoops. Ever since he accidentally saw you dancing around as the mall was closing up – no doubt assuming that no one else was nearby since you had shut and locked the bookstore's doors over thirty minutes ago – so careless to the world surrounding you, a book in your hand and a song he had probably never heard before silent on your lips, he was starstruck.

So awed, in fact, that it only took Robin two days to figure out that it was you who he was so longingly watching – she couldn't count the number of times she had turned and seen him resting his chin in his hands, elbows against the countertops as he had a goofy, adoring grin on his face – and while she did cherish her best friend, she simply couldn't manage having him rendered lovesick puppy when it was his turn to do inventory. Two days of doing virtually everything in Scoops had been enough for her, so she finally gave Steve the push that he needed to try and actually talk to you. Or, at least, she tried.

"Come on, dingus, you've been giving this girl your biggest heart eyes for days. You need to make a move."

"I can't just make a move, Rob, I've gotta get into the right headspace. Gotta get back into the game."

"From this to your oh-so successful attempts to pick up our customers, I'm starting to feel like this whole 'King Steve' persona was a huge rumor."

Robin teases him some more, laying it on thick with heavy, sarcastic smirks and eye rolls – she knows that eventually he'll have enough and will 'prove' that he can actually talk to you – and to no one's shock, her mischevious plan works. Almost.

Steve is stuck on how exactly he should approach you. He sees the headphones and the books, but he doesn't know enough about them to strike up conversation like he wants to. When he tells Robin this, she nearly rolls her eyes to the moon.

"Steve, she's listening to Taylor Swift. It's blasting on the bookstore radio every other day – the only time she doesn't have headphones on. Even I know that and I'm not the one ogling at her every-"

She's still talking, but Steve tuned her out the second he heard Taylor Swift. He feels a boost of confidence; he knows Taylor Swift. Not her entire discography like you probably did, but he had heard quite a few songs in passing. Enough for him to comfortably say that he was fairly familiar with it.

Still, he really wants to make a good impression, so he goes home that night and listens to all the Taylor Swift songs that he can, especially the ones that he finds more romantic, and before long, he's coming up with some way to say that you – the adorable stranger across the mall – have so effortlessly caught and tamed his wildly beating heart.

So he goes to the mall early one morning, on a day when he doesn't have a shift at Scoops, and he scours every single shop until he settles for a rosy pink notepad, a $25 gift card to the cafe on the ground floor – which, by the way, he highly recommends – and a book that looks romantic enough for him to give you. (He's not really sure what it's about, but it has really good reviews online and he's putting his trust in the book experts this time. God knows he's clueless when it comes to reading.)

He walks into the bookstore later that day, huge smile on his face as he sees that you're behind the counter, and gives a shy introduction.

"Hey, uh.. I'm Steve, from Scoops." He chuckles nervously, cheeks dusted baby pink, and bashfully rubs the back of his neck. He hands you the book he bought you, and on the inside is a handwritten note, written on pink, sparkly notepad paper with the gift card attached.

"I was Enchanted from the moment I saw you. Meet next Wednesday, in the cafe downstairs to Begin Again?"

Is it kind of cheesy? Yes. But does it have you swooning at the mere effort that he's put into it? Also yes.

He's a nervous mess as he waits for you to say something, bumbling on about how his friend heard you listening to Taylor and about how he desperately hoped nothing came off as creepy, but you shut him up as you look him in the eye, goosebumps covering your skin, and say, with a sweet smile that makes his heart beat even more erratically, "Next Wednesday, in the cafe on the bottom floor. It's a date."

He blushes madly, eyes wide at the fact that he just landed a date with someone as angelic as you, and before he awkwardly (but proudly) makes his way out the door, you call out, "Steve? It was enchanting to meet you too."

He rushes back across the mall, a completely flustered mess, to boast to Robin about how he actually got a date. (And, of course, to never shut up about how pretty you were up close.)

#the garden🌷#steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington headcanon #stranger things 4 #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #lovely requests

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sorveteir · 11 months

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“🌺 for you”

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf daycare attendant #daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf sundrop #sundrop #fnaf sun and y/n #fnaf child y/n #fnaf y/n #child y/n #Yeah. DLC Ruin is canon in this AU #🌺 🌹 🌷 🌼#The child will really take Sun to the garden

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rodolfoparras · 7 months

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thinking about price all pent up after being away for a long mission, and being very clingy and needy towards the reader

he just needs some comfort and love, which you can gladly provide

very sleepy today so we loving some fluff

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Pls hear me out friend,

Younger recruit reader who’s always spending time in Price’s office, lazing about on the couch, thumbing through the many magazines, even using Price’s office chair to play with.

Price likes to pretend you’re being bothersome always asking if you have anything better to do while taking away the old magazine you were flipping through. He’d sit in his armchair claiming he’d like to be far away from any source of annoyance but it’s really so you can sprawl out on his sofa. He wouldn’t even smoke when you’re around because you had once complained at the strong smell.

However today you’re not knocking on his office door, instead you’re staying holed up in your room after hearing that price had just come back from a long and tough mission.

You’re mindlessly scrolling through your phone, when you hear a knock on your door.

“Come in” you say brows pinched in confusion, thinking about who it could be at this hour only to see that it’s price, his face giving nothing away as he sits down next to you on your bed.

You’re about to say something but he beats you to it.

“What are you reading?” He says, voice soft and pointing to the book in your hands.

There’s so many things you want to say to this man. What are you doing here? Are you alright ? Anything but - “it’s an old favorite of mine”

“Read it for me” he says blinking so fast to keep the tears at bay as he shuffles further up on your bed, head resting against the headboard and meeting your worried gaze “please” he says, voice slightly cracking. You heavy out a sigh, but shuffle closer to him before you start to read.

At some point you’ll claim it’s too hot to be covered in blankets while putting your blanket over him. At some point you’ll claim that the light from outside is distracting you from reading properly, so you stand up to close the blinds, but you never lay back down again even when he asks why you’re still standing. You’ll just tell him your butt aches from all the sitting but it’s really so that price can have the bed for himself, and really it’s not like he has time to think about your poor excuses as he drifts off to dreamland

#scribbles #alec answers #John price #John price x reader #John price x male reader #captain John price #captain John price x reader #captain John price x male reader #call of duty #x male reader #🌷 anon #thank u for visiting the garden🫶🏻

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nordsea-horizons · 1 year

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finally finished this area! the largest flowerfield i’ve ever had on any island🌷🍃

#Idk if it looks as big as it is on these pictures but i promise it is massive👀🍃#gonna take me forever if i ever want to change out the flowers..#but i really like it! feels very fitting for spring🌼🌷🍃#acnh #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #new horizons #acnh island #acnh exterior #acnh inspo #nordsea #acnh nordsea in spring #acnh spring #acnh flowerfield #acnh villager garden

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agnes-draws · 6 months

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happy halloween 🎃

#here have a little screenshot redraw i did a couple of days ago after watching the show <3 #over the garden wall #otgw #otgw fanart #halloween #spooky season #artists on tumblr #my art🌷

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bleue-flora · 25 days

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dreblr…

"If you love and cherish our green boy you are welcome to this garden as a flower, plant or lurking gardener, please make sure not to trample any plants and water them with reblogs, notes, comments, asks, and replies to keep them healthy." (context)

#dreblr #💐🌺🌸🌷🌹🌼🌻🪷🌱🌿🪴🌵🌳🌲🌴🌱🌾🍂🍀#here’s me watering all y’all with love and appreciation <3 #ok but for real can someone please make art of dreblr as a garden... like it'd be cute...#no lie I talk was talking about how wholesome tumblr is and my cousin was like #-wait that doesn’t make sense don’t y’all just talk about torturing some guy?#and I was like oh… yea we do do that we love tormenting our boy :) but more like the culture is nice and everyone is sweet<3 <3 <3 #love y’all thanks for making a part of the internet nice and cozy and enjoyable <3 <3

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jnieart · 1 year

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⠀꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |⠀୧⠀♡⠀୨⠀꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱| ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |

#I Want A Garden Filled With Strawberries #🌺 ᰋ⠀ ۫⠀ ִ⠀☁️⠀☆ 🌷 ִ ⠀ ♡⠀ 𓈒 🐝#And An Entire Field Of Flowers #blackpink moodboard #gg moodboard #kpop moodboard #messy moodboard #alternative moodboard #random moodboard #jennie moodboard #jisoo moodboard #lisa moodboard #rosé moodboard

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jackxo · 6 days

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𝙶𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢

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charmed-n-zesty · 11 months

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5/2023 🌷

University of Helsinki Botanical Garden. III of III.

#flower photography #nature photography #flower aesthetic #forget me not #tulips #spring flowers #photographers on tumblr #original photography #garden #my photography #botanical garden #spring #🌼#flower power #🌷#cottagecore #whimsies #summer

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pharaohgargamel · 11 days

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Доброе утро всем!

Солнечного и счастливого радостного дня!✨😺😊

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Good morning everybody!

Have a sunny and happy joyful day!✨😺😊

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sexybabystevie · 2 years

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🌹 - my desired character is steve harrington :)

i’m pretty nervous when you first meet me but then i get to become less nervous and more comfortable. i love to watch movies, read and bake in my free time. i love listening to music (my top artists are queen and taylor swift if that helps). i love to give advice and just help people out whenever i can. my love language is physical touch and sometimes i love to get excited about things i’m passionate about. thank you :)) 💕

A/n: You sound like a really lovely person to be around!! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy! (Also I couldn't resist writing best friend!Steve for you!!)

Steve Harrington Masterlist

Love in the Form of a Cupcake

Best Friend!Steve Harrington x Baker!Reader

Tags and Warnings: No Warnings, Best Friend!Steve Harrington, Pure Fluff, Baker!Reader, Best Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, Headcanons.

Word Count: 1617

Being Steve's best friend was something that shocked not only the two of you, but anyone else around as well. You were always known for being quiet and reserved, especially in larger groups of people unknown to you, and Steve was largely the opposite – all eyes of recognition and beaming grins to even mere acquaintances – but maybe that's why you worked so well together. Your initial introversion drew him in, determined to see that shy smile just for himself, and his effortless charm made it impossible for you to even think about pushing him away. Before long, the two of you were practically connected by the hip; wherever you went, he was sure to follow.

So, it was no shock to see his maroon BMW pulling into your drive at 8pm one Thursday night, headlights shining through your kitchen windows. He had a shift at Family Video from noon to eight, and from his early arrival, you can guess that he either begged Keith to let him go early or bribed Robin into taking over.

Regardless, he uses his spare key to let himself in, his features lifting and brightening as he sees you. He walks into your kitchen, a few plastic bags in tow, and shoots you a playful smile, his right brow raising as he studies the bowl that you're currently trying to whisk.

He's more than well aware of your hobbies, one of them being baking. He can't lie either, he admires that you do so. While being the guinea pig for your newer recipes certainly has its perks – and, of course, being your best friend means he always has first dibs on anything you bake – he also finds it hypnotic to watch you when you're baking. As your brows furrow in concentration, eyes reading along an old cookbook and hands cracking a few eggs into a bowl, he can't help but sit in complete awe and appreciation. His parents and family are never around, so actually being exposed to someone who not only bakes, but bakes for him is addictively overwhelming.

He sits his bags to the side and steps behind you, snaking a hand across your shoulders and pulling you partially into his chest. He rubs little, soft 'hellos' into the skin of your upper back in the way that he always does. You're both aware that not every friendship is as physical as you are with one another, but when you accidentally let it slip from your lips that you wished some of your other close friends were more intimate with you, Steve made it his personal goal to try and fulfill that in his own way. Small, welcoming touches, head pats whenever he's proud of something you've pulled off, and cuddling together after he's rented a few movies from work to bring home to you are all regular occurrences in your friendship.

The only thing that you have to worry about? The undeniable way that his touches are different from what you have with your other friends. He's more gentle but more familiar, as if you're an ancestral china doll, passed down the generations of his family and given to him from his grandmother – as if you're fragile but also heartachingly known to him They're so delicate, a mere ghost across your skin, that it leaves you tingling and burning and goosebump-covered, yearning for more yet unsure of if he would give it to you. Unbeknownst to you, he fights the urge to keep a lingering hand on your smooth skin at all times, internally wondering if he would be taking things too far, into a territory that crosses the threshold of what typical best friends do.

Snapping you from your thoughts, his breath tickles your neck as he says, "What's on tonight's menu?"

You turn around, noting his mischievous smirk, and move a little to the side so that he can see the contents of your mixing bowl.

"Strawberry cheesecake flavored cupcakes," you say, a proud smile crossing your features and enhancing your eyes.

You don't have to tell him that this is an experimental run; he has everything you've ever made him tacked onto an ever-growing mental list. A list that he sometimes pays more attention to than the customers at Family Video.

Steve makes a noise of approval, trying not to embarrass himself too much by resisting the urge to drool – what can he say? His lunch break was forever ago – and he falls quiet as he lets you move back to the bowl of room temperature cream cheese. It doesn't take long for you to start passionately telling him about the recipe – about each and every step of tonight's baking journey – and he lets his eyes soften in admiration as he listens to you.

"–And I wasn't sure whether I wanted to follow this recipe or the one for actual cheesecake cupcakes instead of just flavored ones, but I figured making cheesecake flavored cupcakes would be a fun little twist!" Steve's heart beats wildly as you turn around quickly, animatedly moving around your hands as you ask, "It's more unique, you know?"

He nods, grinning and cheeks dusted a rosy pink, and continues listening happily to your rambling until you move away from the bowl – he assumes you've finished mixing the sugar, vanilla, and cream cheese you told him about – and face him. Your eyes flit to the bags he brought in, knowing your usual movie night is a few days overdue, and he suddenly remembers that he brought things with him in the first place.

Steve digs through the few bags he has until he comes up with tonight's choice of movie – the newest one that Robin told him was critically acclaimed; something he would tell you later on in the hopes that you would give him one of those impressed looks he loves to see – and a cassette tape that you had recognized before it was fully out of his hands.

"The new Queen cassette?"

Steve is about to nod and say something about how he fought a line of customers at the local music store early this morning for it, but you don't give him a chance because your arms are wrapped around him before he can fully process it. He's thankful that you can't see the flush that creeps up his neck while he chuckles and returns your embrace, muttering little responses to your endless 'thank yous'.

He relishes in it while he can, because you're torn from him mere moments later when the oven is dinging.

Steve zones out to the smell of strawberries and vanilla, and he isn't snapped back into reality until you ask him an unexpected question.

"Stevie, do you wanna help ice them?"

You have two piping bags of cream cheese icing, one in each hand, and with they way you look at him so expectantly, he would be a damn fool to deny the offer.

He's never done this before, always having been the observer rather than a participant, so you guide him with your hand over his. It takes a few cupcakes for him to finally be able to make a proper swirl on top – and even then it's still lumpy and uneven, which causes Steve to pout and you to stifle a giggle.

"It's not that bad! It took me a while to be able to make one that wasn't so..."

"Terrible? Wonky? Sacrilegious?"

You swat at his arm, jokingly commenting about how dramatic he is, and turn away to ice your separate pan of cupcakes. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him walk to the countertop furthest from you, clearly doing something he intends for his eyes only to see, and you raise a brow and look over your shoulder at him. However, before you can make any comment, he's waving his hands at you to shoo your gaze away.

"Hey, no peeking! I'm making one specially for you."

"Huh? You never told me we were doing that. I already have all of mine iced."

"Because we aren't, I am. Now give me just a second..."

You wait, rather impatiently, for him to get done with whatever he's up to, and when he turns to you, you're surprised to see a sheepish and reluctant smile hidden on his face as he places a small cupcake into your open palm. Your eyes widen as you look at the cake in your hand; it's got a messy heart made of icing on the top, with the barely legible confession of 'I love you' written halfway onto the heart, the other half hanging onto the top of the cupcake by a mere thread of luck.

When you look back up at him he seems nervous – toying with the collar of his shirt as his eyes glance from your expression to his poorly (but wholesomely) decorted dessert – and that's how you know that this means more than when you say you love one another when you go home after hanging out. This is that something more that you had been yearning for, so when you see the small fleck of icing that's somehow on the corner of his lips, you think of no better solution for removing it than pressing your lips to that very spot.

The kiss is short and sweet, but it's enough for Steve to understand that his confession is not unrequited. You two sit in a stunned silence for a few moments – still trying to process that you had, in fact, just kissed your best friend – but you're the one who finally breaks it with a gentle, loving laugh.

"Next time, tell me you need a thinner icing tip, Stevie."

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