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enco12e · 3 days
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What is my favorite Steve Harrington moment? Thank you so much for asking. It's "Oh..."
When Robin comes out to Steve, there is a moment where we're unsure about how he'll respond.
"But...Tammy Thompson's a girl."
"Steve..."
It's tense. He thinks for a moment, realizes what she means, and responds "Oh..."
There are so many ways that tiny little line could've been delivered. It could've easily portrayed disgust. It could've sounded surprised or confused or angry. It even could've been played for a laugh.
But somehow, Joe Keery managed to deliver that line in a way that is so unbelievably full of tenderness. It is soft and surprised, yes, but also comforting and apologetic. It's like he's realizing there's this whole part of her that he hasn't even noticed. It is understanding. It is empathy.
Every time I watch this scene, I can feel the tension that Robin is feeling, but I can also feel the relief that follows after that one little "Oh..." It's a far cry from the way we see Steve interact with characters in vulnerable positions like that in earlier seasons. Unbelievable amounts of growth are shelled in that "Oh".
How ridiculously impressive on Joe Keery's part that he was able to tell such a convincing story from one little sound. One of the most impactful examples of platonic love that I've ever seen in media. Maybe It sounds silly or like I'm reading too much into it, but I've always felt it so deeply no matter how many times I watch the show. It is so earnest.
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enco12e · 7 months
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— Stranger Things (Seasons 1 - 4), a Netflix original series created by The Duffer Brothers.
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enco12e · 8 months
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Steve Harrington blurbs
Updated: 5.7.23
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“You kissed me.” “And you didn’t stop me.”
Angry kiss
Scoops Ahoy
Reassurance
Cosy
Sweater
Dog
Freckles
Road trip
Wedding day
Eloping
A kiss to wake up
Black cat
Period
A kiss with lips barely touching
Jack-o’-lanterns
Peppering their face with kisses
Kissing his knuckles
Snowball fight
New Year’s kiss
Hand holding
Mistletoe
Playing with his hair
Worth a try
Kitchen counter make outs
Patching him up after Starcourt
“I’m starting to feel like this baby will have a lot of aunts and uncles.”
Steve helps you fall asleep
Roller rink
Art gallery
Public kisses
Steve can’t sleep
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enco12e · 2 years
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Alright besties….more photos have dropped! My fave is totally the one of his ass 🥵🥵🥵
@interlinked-within-cells @adoresbenho @lloydsbitch @truesblue @crownofdecit @ministryofutmosthappiness
I need this movie and to know who his character is STAT! 😩
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enco12e · 2 years
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When’d Steve get so hairy?
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enco12e · 2 years
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You’re not a freak. Yeah, I am.
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enco12e · 2 years
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I mean, look at us. We are noooot heroes.
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enco12e · 2 years
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they only have each other
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enco12e · 2 years
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This Seems Familiar
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steve harrington x gn. reader
summary: Steve lets you put eyeliner on him :)
warnings: i dont think there are any tbh
genre: fluff, total fluff
a/n: I need him in my life, rn. UGH.
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enco12e · 2 years
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*The gang finding photos of 001*
Steve : So that's what Vecna looked like
Y/N : Damn
Robin : What
Y/N : He can possess me any day he wants
Eddie : Me too
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enco12e · 2 years
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✨ fabulous ✨
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enco12e · 2 years
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This man owns me-
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enco12e · 2 years
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please i spent 2 hours making this please reblog this
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enco12e · 2 years
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MR STEVE HARRINGTON TAKING YOUR FIRST KISS WHEN YOU GO TAKE PHOTOBOOTH PICS IM MELTING
cutest idea EVER as soon as you sent it i was like omg
"How many photos are there?" you ask, squishing in against the wall as Steve slides onto the bench beside you. 
"Four."
"How are we gonna pose for four photos?" you ask. 
Steve closes the curtain and clicks on the screen with only a mild frustration when it proves finicky. "Uh, don't worry about it. I'm sure something will come to us." 
The first photo begins. A feminine voice counts down, 3, 2, 1, and Steve has wrapped his hand around your elbow out of frame, leaning into your shoulder. You're both smiling wide, heads inclined, foreheads kissing. 
"That's boring," Steve says after it's done. "We should go Bond for the next one." 
He's already turning, his back pressed to your shoulder. You copy him though you're not sure what he means, spines pressed together. You crane over your shoulder to ask, "Bond?" 
"You know, the spy? Double oh seven?" 
You shake your head and laugh, the two of you with your shoulders digging in and guns upheld. Steve looks at the screen all cool and charming and you've got no clue what to do, looking up at the ceiling of the booth. 
"Not like that! You look like a nun!" Steve says urgently, laughing. You whip your head forward, embarrassment like the heat of a flame licking over your skin. 
3, 2, 1. The shutter clicks. 
You scramble up, heart racing with no clue what pose to pull next. Steve throws up a peace sign as you giggle and place your hands under your face like a cherub angel. He approves. 
"Perfect," he says. 
The time counting down for this one feels longer. Steve's thigh to your thigh becomes a heating pad, his naked arm brushing yours an explosion of firecrackers under the skin. This close he smells like cedarwood and bergamot, an intoxicating, heady scent that you can't help but drift towards. He throws his arm around your shoulders in response and again your faces draw close. You imagine the warmth irradiating off of his cheek and onto your own.
3, 2, 1. The shutter clicks. You blink, affronted by the flash, the bright white eating at the centre of your vision. Steve's arm slides back but his hand stays on your shoulder, lithe fingers squeezing tight flesh. 
You can't help laughing with nerves and a lot of happiness, pleased to be here with him taking silly couple's photos with a thousand contiguities between you, breathing the same air, hidden away from everyone in the world but each other. 
You turn to Steve. He's alarmingly handsome this close, his warm, soft eyes and their fluttering lashes peering at you with an emotion you could describe but don't, too afraid to admit what it is to yourself in case you're terribly wrong. 
A smile plays on his pretty mouth. 
"What?" he asks, having watched your staring. 
Get ready! 
"You just look really handsome today. Every day," you say, turning away from him with a big photo ready smile. 
You can feel his gaze, hear his smile. "You think so?" His hand slides over the back of your neck, skirting around to hold it in a hot, firm grip. 
"I'm gonna kiss your cheek for this one," he says. "Okay?" 
"Okay," you say weakly, sounding as nervous as you feel. 
He leans in towards you, his face bringing with it a wave of goosebumps. They start at the base of your neck and sweep your entire body, shivering as his lips touch your cheek. He shifts in his seat to get close, really truly kissing you and you go a little blind, worse as the lady counts. 
3. Steve brings his other hand up, firm but kind to the side of your face. 
2. Your eyes close on instinct as he turns your head towards him. 
His lips press to yours. Chaste, smooth, you find yourself forced back a half inch at the connection, a flower of warmth blossoming from the center of your chest outwards, all over your body, your tummy becoming a melted pool of heat. Your hands grab for his elbows. You don't return the kiss so much as let yourself be kissed. 
The shutter clicks. A bright white flash. 
Steve pulls away like he doesn't want to. You take in a big breath and open your eyes, find him staring at you with worry lining his expression. 
"Sorry," he says. "I thought you-" 
You nod and lean forward again, clumsily pressing your lips to his for a second kiss. Your enthusiasm gives him a confidence he didn't quite have the first time, his hands greedy where they rove over your neck and shoulders. What was chaste becomes less so, his lips slightly parted over yours, kissing you with an aching ardency. 
Please exit the booth.
Steve breaks the kiss and drops his forehead against yours as you giggle breathlessly, sucking in keenly missed air. 
"Sorry for freezing up the first time," you say, sounding even to yourself like a giddy, dizzied mess. "No one's ever kissed me before." 
"That was your first kiss?" he murmurs, though his surprise peeks through. 
You shudder as his hand rubs over your upper arm roughly. "Yeah. My second, too." 
He kisses the corner of your mouth with a brilliant grin and pulls away from you. "And your third." 
Steve throws open the curtain and you follow him out of the booth, bumping shoulders in a rush to see the photos as he pulls them out of the drop box. He takes your elbow into his hand, an unnecessary, irreplaceable closeness as he turns to show you the photos. 
Standing with your heads angled down together, you brush your fingertips over the captured moment of your first kiss. Your surprise. Steve's clear affection. 
Your eyes move up. In every photo he's looking at you. Even the Bond one, a lopsided smile as he corrects your position. 
You try to take it from him and he won't allow it. 
"I'm keeping it," he says. 
"How's that fair? It's my first kiss. You've had loads of kisses." 
"Not with you." 
You try to glare at him and fail, especially when he gets a mischievous look about him and says, "We'll just have to do it again." 
You let him push you back into the photo booth with little protest. 
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enco12e · 2 years
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steve is my fav so it took me a lil to warm up to reading eddie fics but now i have room in my heart for both omg
literally same. I felt like I was cheating on steve but now I love them both 😫
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enco12e · 2 years
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send me some asks about steve and eddie! i wanna talk to you guys about them. they can literally be about anything
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enco12e · 2 years
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6 Tips on Writing An Actually Inclusive Reader Insert:
1. Do a ctrl + f search of the colors red and pink. If these colors are being used to describe the reader in any way, delete it.
2. Instead of "blushing", use "goosebumps", "shivers", "avoiding eye contact", etc. It still conveys the same thing, and you can get more creative than just using "blushing" 10,000 times.
3. Don't mention being pale or becoming pale (like, seriously, this is just a given). If you want to talk about the reader looking sick or dying, use "ghastly" or "sunken eyes", etc. Again, this is a great opportunity to be more creative in your language as well as inclusive
4. For body-inclusivity, don't talk about the reader sharing clothes with someone. I personally would not fit into anything that Nancy Wheeler owns, so yeah, let's just not do this
5. Don't mention hair. A lot of us can't just wash our hair and move on with our day. Don't get me started on "running their fingers across their hair". Just refrain from descriptions of styling, washing, and touching the reader's hair.
6. Don't put pictures of pretty, white girls for "aesthetics". It honestly just deters readers, and it's just not inclusive in the slightest
That's it, that's basically all you need to do to be inclusive. I'll admit, as a lighter skin POC writer, some of these did slip my mind when I used to write, but what's important is actually listening to readers and encouraging inclusivity in your writing.
If anyone has any other suggestions, feel free to put your own.
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