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listen. l i s t e n. barry j bluejeans is the lover. he loves so much that he is defined by it. lup was more important to him than his own life, a fact that he proved many many times over an eleven-year period by literally dying for her again and again.

but it wasn’t just lup on the starblaster, and it wasn’t just lup that barry loved. the starblaster became his family, and barry, who is known for his love, loved them too.

so give me a barry who stays up until four in the morning sharing stories with lucretia, reminiscing about the lives they lost to the hunger and talking about the families they miss dearly. give me a barry who spends years chipping away at taako’s facade with infinite patience, because he knows there’s more to taako than the fronts the elf throws up, is overjoyed when he finally sees the elf talk to him about something serious. give me a barry who sits quietly next to davenport and coaxes jokes out of him, never judging, to reassure his captain that his crew sees him as more than a silly gnome with a silver ship. give me a barry who gets pranked by magnus and throws himself into his retaliation with eagerness, because it makes magnus laugh and anything that makes his little brother laugh is worth doing. give me a barry who engages in theological debates with merle for hours about the religious connotations of necromancy, and then learns dwarven drinking songs with an atrocious accent to sing with him after they leave fungston. 

give me a barry who loves - who loves so much that his love defines him across the universe.

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Monsta X as their astrological sign traits

B1A4 GOT7 / ONF / KNK / Day6 / B.A.P / K-Actors / Monsta X

M A S T E R L I S T


Shownu: Gemini  ♊  🌀

Gemini-born men are some of the most attentive, intelligent, affectionate and gentle person one can meet in their lifetime. They are extremely open-minded, are curious and adaptable. They love to stimulate their intellect and enjoy conversations. They are extremely social and communicative, so they usually are loved by everyone.

Weaknesses: Over-thinking, anxiety, indecisive, nervous and inconsistent

HATE: Loneliness, being confined, repetition and routine.

In relationships: Gemini men have the reputation of falling carelessly in love. They enjoy the thrill of the fall and search the world for a partner that constantly surprises them and keeps them on their toes. They are of changeable nature and are really hard to tie down. Even deeply in love, they often appear/are detached or unfocused. Their partner needs to enjoy spontaneity and not plan too far ahead their future together, because it will scare them away.

Originally posted by sh0wnu

Minhyuk: Scorpio  ♏  💧

Scorpio-born men are sensual givers and seekers of the purest love. They are resourceful, always come up with solutions and are very brave. They are one of the most dedicated and faithful sign of the zodiac, which make them amazing friends. Scorpio men crave confidences and truth, they love to be there for people and never spill another’s secret! However, this doesn’t mean they trust back, for the Scorpio men are themselves known to be quite secretive.

Weaknesses: Distrusting, jealous, impulsive, secretive and violent.

HATE: Dishonesty, treason, revealing secrets, passive people.

In relationships: Scorpio are extremely passionate and their love can quickly turn into a devoted hate if they feel a partner betrayed them. Passion is known to burn and Scorpions are also known to sting impulsively. Scorpio-born men like to understand everything about their partner, but they also use their knowledge to hurt deeply with their words in the midst of a fight.

Originally posted by idiotfadeddream

Kihyun: Sagittarius  ♐ 🔥

Sagittarius-born are endless optimists who never sit still. They yearn for adventure, are generous and idealistic. They are intensely curious and enjoy to be challenged every day. Their bright nature and enthusiasm has made their great sense of humour famous. They are also known to be bad liars and, by consequence, will usually try to avoid lying at all.

Weaknesses: Will say anything no matter how undiplomatic, childish, very impatient, promise more than can deliver and pushy.

HATE: Clingy people, being constrained, off-the-wall theories, details.

In relationships: Sagittarius men are a bit unreliable in love. They tend to fall easily and need to have something to fight for to deepen their feelings. Their need for adventure tends to make them unstable, but they are never boring. They are amazingly fun, confident and caring lovers. Their honesty usually makes them trustworthy and faithful. If they decide to commit for good, they make incredibly strong life-partners.

Originally posted by kookihyunnie

Hyungwon: Capricorn  ♑  🌱

Capricorn-born men are usually confident and are, by consequence, often extremely intimidating to others. They are good managers because they’re reliable, filial, disciplined and have amazing self-control. They are men with unstoppable ambition, are very wise, have old-souls and value highly their honor. They never gamble or improvise; They plan, rehearse and execute.

Weaknesses: Know-it-all, unforgiving, condescending and expecting the worst.

HATE: Almost everything at some point, they are easily annoyed.

In relationships: It takes them forever to settle down, but they are loyal and dependable. Their defense mechanism often makes them appear cold & aloof. They aren’t superficial and prefer intelligence or character over looks. They want a supportive partner who helps them achieve their goals.

Originally posted by officialmonbebe

Wonho: Pisces ♓ 💧

Pisces-born are the giver of unconditional love. They are one of the most sensitive and delicate sign of the zodiac. Pisces are men exceptionally gifted of compassion and care about people’s well-being more than their own. They are altruistic to a fault and always try to make the world a better place. They are very intuitive, gentle, wise and romantic. They are also often spiritual, artistic and musical, they enjoy visual media and spending time alone.

Weaknesses: Fearful, overly trusting, sad, desire to escape reality, can often be a victim or a martyr.

HATE: Know-it-all, being criticized, rejection, the past coming back to haunt, cruelty of any kind.

In relationships: Pisces men are extremely romantic. They enjoy the feeling of being in love like no other and will believe they find the love of their live every time they fall for someone new. They are very spontaneous partners. They also are very honest but consider half-truths to be absolute truth, so their partners need to catch on. They need to find a strong foundation for their relationship to last, or they’ll want to find romance and excitement elsewhere. After all, they do enjoy a bit of chaos.

Originally posted by m-onstax

Jooheon: Libra  ♎ 🌀

Libra-born men are extremely intelligent, sensitive and can see both sides of a situation.  They are also extremely charming and artistic. Libra are renowned peacemakers, they are gracious, fair-minded, social and very diplomatic. Usually fascinated by balance, they strive for justice, peace and equality. They sometimes love to mirror people’s attitude to avoid conflict, but their biggest fear is to lose or deceived themselves by doing so. Libra men have a strong intellect and keen mind; they like good books, insurmountable discussions and very talkative people.

Weaknesses: Indecisive, avoid confrontations at all cost, will carry a grudge & self-pity.

HATE: Violence, being alone, injustice, loudmouths & conformity.

In relationships: Libra men love to share everything with a partner so much that they can be perceived as a dependent and needy. If they take the relationship seriously they move very fast and talk about the future a lot, which can scare people away with unreal expectations. They only see relationship as long term ones and will probably be the partner that brings up marriage first. They are known to care deeply about their partner’s satisfaction and are very creative sexually. Libra-born can also be very susceptible and will sulk a lot since they don’t confront people directly. Be aware that they take everything as a personal insult. They usually choose a partner that’s their total opposite and completes them.

Originally posted by neo-yeppeuda-minghao

I.M: Aquarius ♒ 🌀

Aquarius-born are uncontrollable and independent. They usually are dreamers, with very progressive minds. They are born humanitarian, dedicated to make the world a better place and are known to be witty and clever. Aquarius men are often shy and quiet, but they can be very eccentric and energetic if they want to. A bit 4D.

Weaknesses: Sarcastic, rebellious, temperamental, uncompromising, aloof.

HATE: Limitations, broken promises, being lonely, dull or boring situations, when people disagree with them.

In relationships: Aquarius are notoriously challenging lovers. They are known to completely shut down emotions they can’t understand or don’t want to deal with. A relationship with them takes time, trust, independence and a lot of understanding. However, they can almost be unconditionally trusted, they have extremely strong convictions and won’t ever betray them. They are loyal and are also famous for their sex drive. They prefer a partner that stimulates their keen intellect and enjoy unusual or creative dates.

Originally posted by wonshik-jpg


M A S T E R L I S T

promises (stan uris)

anonymous asked:

could you please do a Stan x Tozier! Reader where the reader has a stutter like Bill and Stan promises to never make fun of her for it but they get in a fight and he brings it up? you can choose the ending! thanks!!

I LOVE ANGST THANKS. too aggressive? sorry, aha. but angst is my strong suit so i hope you enjoy!

pair: stan x tozier!reader

warnings: cussing, angst, lots of tears

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“these are my friends, bill and stan. bill over here has a stutter, just like you y/n. guys, this is my sister, y/n,” richie pushes you towards them and you kept looking down at your shoes. they’re dirty and a bit battered but it was fine.

“h-hi, i-i’m b-b-bill,” bill held his hand out to you and you gave it a light shake as you finally looked up at him.

“i-i’m y-y/n,” your voice was small, barely audible. stan stepped forward and shook your hand, too.

“i’m stan. i don’t have a stutter but you seem cool, so i’ll be your friend, too,” he smiled and you laughed, an angelic sound to stan’s ears.

“c-cool, i g-guess,” you say, a bit shaky.

“here, to prove my loyalty, i’ll make a promise with you,” stan held his pinky to it and nodded his head at you to his pinky and you quickly lace yours with his, “i promise to never make fun of your stutter. i even pinky promise, which i never do.”

“i a-ac-accept your promise,” you smile and let go of his pinky.


“repeat after me y/n: ‘the chocolate chip cookies smelled so good that I ate one without asking.’ come on,” richie waved his hand at you to signal you to speak. you sighed and tried to remember the phrase he just said.

“the ch-chocolate chip c-cookies sm-smelled- f-fuck! s-sorry r-richie, i j-just c-can’t d-do it!” you groan and laid back on the couch.

“it’s okay, y/n. just go a little slower this time, okay?” richie tried to coax but you were already so impatient and you had to meet stand in a little bit.

“i g-got t-to g-go r-richie. i-i’m m-meeting s-st-stan a-at th=the p-park t-today,” you go to slip on your jacket and richie puts up the flashcards.

“okay y/n. if he stands you up again, i’ll beat his ass,” richie slapped his hand against his fist but he had a smirk on his face, nothing serious, as always. being his little sister was a burden and a blessing because of his gentleness but damn, was he overprotective.

“o-okay r-richie, s-see y-you l-later,” you shake your head and go out the door, making your way to the park. once you got there, you took a seat on the bench you and stan agreed to meet by and waited for him to come.

you were shaking your leg up and down, looking around for any sign of him. the chilly october wind was nipping at your skin, your teeth chattering together. you and stan have made plans to hang out three days ago and he always stood you up and rescheduled it. you were actually growing tired of it but you always agreed. love always has compromises, right?


you slammed the door of your house and hung your jacket on the coat rack. you stormed your way into your shared room with richie and slammed its door, too. you waited for two hours at the park and you probably walked around twice around its entirety. you flopped down on your bed, burying your face into your pillow.

“again, huh?” richie asked, not looking up from his comic book.

“y-yeah,” you croaked out, your voice rising eight octaves higher. you felt the bed dip and arms pulling you upright.

“are you crying?” richie took your face in his hands, looking into your eyes. “you are!”

“n-no, i-i’m n-not!” you wrangle your face out of his hand and looked down at your lap, feeling tears burn their way into your eyes. “o-okay, i a-am.”

richie pulled you in and rubbed your back, “i’m going to beat stan into a pulp and stomp on his stupid face,” he cooed, making his voice as sing-songy as possible. “but why are you crying?”

“b-b-because i f-feel l-like h-he do-doesn’t e-even w-want m-me an-anymore,” you sniffle, pulling away from richie, “h-he w-wo-wouldn’t st-stand m-me u-up th-thrice i-if h-he st-still l-liked m-me.”

“don’t think like that, y/n. any boy would be fucking lucky to have you and if anybody disagrees, i’ll make them think otherwise,” richie put his hand on your shoulder and you simply glanced at it. 

“th-thanks ri-richie b-but i-i’m j-just g-going to g-go to sl-sleep,” you sigh and lay down, pulling the covers over your head. you could feel richie get up from your bed and he turned off the lights. you felt tears run down your cheeks again, your mind racing with thoughts that pierced your heart even deeper.

why does it hurt this bad?


the next day, you were at the grocery store, picking up stuff at the order of your mom. you place the items in your basket and walked around, looking for some things you could add. you stroll down to the chips and candy aisle, grabbing two bags of chips and a bag of chocolate. as you were walking out of the aisle, you heard your name called.

“y/n!” you turned around and saw stan speed walking over to you. “hey, sorry i couldn’t make it yesterday.”

“i-it’s f-fine,” you uttered and turned around, heading for the checkout line.

“wait!” stan ran to catch up to you and followed you. “want to hang out later?”

“no.” you simply said and placed your items on the conveyor belt, pulling out the money your mom gave you.

“no? why not?”

“b-because i d-don’t w-want t-to, i-isn’t th-that ob-obvious?” you sassed and gave the cashier your money, grabbing your bags and walked away, not even bothering to get your change. you walk quickly, trying to leave stan behind.

“y/n! stop walking so fast!” you ignored his calls and kept walking, trying to ignore the familiar prick of tears. “y/n, stop!” stan grabbed your arm and spun you around.

“w-what?” you sneer and you saw stan furrow his eyebrows.

“why are you so mad?” stan’s face scrunched up and you felt fists clench around the plastic bags.

“m-maybe be-because y-you s-stood m-me u-up n-not o-one, n-not t-two, b-but f-f-four t-times! f-four, s-s-stanley!” you barked at him.

“yeah and i apologized for each time!” stan argued back but you let out a dry laugh.

“n-no, y-you k-kn-know h-how i f-felt af-after the f-fourth t-time?” you snapped.

“enlighten me.”

“i f-fu-fucking f-felt l-like i w-wasn’t g-good e-enough!” you jabbed his chest a bit, pushing him back.

“you’re overreacting-” 

“o-over-rreacting? wh-what th-the f-fuck?” you couldn’t believe what he was saying. “i a-am n-not! i h-have a f-fucking s-stutter! i g-get ma-made f-fun o-of a-and i f-feel l-like sh-shit e-everyday! h-how w-was i s-supposed t-to f-feel? j-jolly?”

then he said it. the words that brought your walls down, the words that unleased your tears from your eyes. the words that violated a fucking promise.

“well maybe i don’t want to deal with a stuttering girl all day! maybe i want to hear normal people speak normally!”

to say it fucking hurt was an understatement. “f-fuck y-you, st-stanley u-uris.”

stan regretted his words the moment it left his mouth and he even slapped his hand over it. “y/n, no, i didn’t mean that-”

“n-no! t-too l-late! i-if you hate m-my st-stutter s-so m-much, i’ll h-help y-you! it’s over.” you snarl and ran off, heaps of tears running down your face, your breathing becoming heavy as you felt your windpipe tighten. his words repeated over and over in your head. once you got home, you threw the groceries on the table and ran to your room, not even making it to your bed. you slid down the wall and sobbed. you sobbed until your chest ached, you sobbed until it was physically impossible to let out anymore tears.

fuck stanley uris. fuck him and his stupid curls. fuck him and his wonderful smile. fuck him and his bad jokes. fuck him and fuck me for still loving him.


days passed and you haven’t gone out the house. you even skipped the last three of school. all day, you laid in bed, only getting up to get food or use the bathroom. you had dark circles under your already red, puffy eyes, your hair was a mess and tissues littered your room.

richie found you that day in the room and vowed to kill stan before you calmed him down. he was the one who actually suggested you stayed home from school. he got your schoolwork for you and made sure you were clean everyday. talk all the shit you want about richie but he was the best brother you could ask for.

when the weekend came along, you knew you had to face the outside world somehow and you told richie you were going to go to the quarry to clear your mind. you hopped on your bike and pedaled all the way there. you walked your way to the edge of the cliff and sat down, letting your legs hang off.

you sat there for awhile, gazing into the blue-grey waters below. you contemplated on what you would do if you saw stan again. punch him? hug him? beat him up? all three, maybe? you didn’t know. you were still incredibly hurt and just the thought of stan was enough to make tears stream down your face. you constantly had to drag your sleeve across your face to wipe away the tears but they still kept on coming.

“y/n?” you turned around and to where the soft, whisper of a voice came from and saw stan standing there, binoculars around his neck, and a small rose in his hand. “richie told me you would be here.”

“oh,” you said, turning back around. you had to take deep breaths and wipe away any sign that you were crying. toziers don’t cry in front of people, that’s a fact. you felt stan sit beside you and you felt his gaze pierce the side of your head.

“s-s-stop s-s-staring, y-you c-creep,” you mumble, trying to fill the awkward silence. “wh-why a-are y-you e-even h-here? i th-thought y-you w-wanted t-to b-be w-with n-normal p-people.”

“i’m here because i’m a stupid jerk who doesn’t deserve you but is truly, truly sorry,” stan handed you the rose and you reluctantly held it your hand, twirling it around. “i know you don’t like roses but it was the first flower i saw.”

“y-yeah.”

“y/n, i’m sorry. what i said was out of line and before you say it, yes i did go against that ancient promise. you can punch me now,” stan rambled but you kept your silence, just picking at the rose’s red petals. “please y/n, say something.”

“i h-hate y-you, st-stan. i f-f-fucking h-hate y-you and wh-what you s-s-said,” you drop the rose beside you and came face-to-face with him and his hurt expression, which drove a stake through your heart. “i f-f-fucking h-hate th-that i l-let y-you m-make me f-feel l-like i w-wasn’t e-enough, l-like i’m n-not n-n-normal.

hot tears were quickly falling down your cheeks and your voice was becoming shakier by the second. “i f-fucking h-hate y-you b-but m-most o-of a-all, i h-hate my-myself. i h-hate m-myself b-because i c-can’t s-seem to k-keep h-hating y-you. i h-hate th-that th-through a-all th-this, i st-still l-love you.”

you broke down into sobs right after the last word left your lips. you felt tired, mentally and physically. you didn’t fight off stan’s arms wrapping around you, you didn’t push him away as he rocked you back and forth, whispering apologies and sweet nothings into your hair.

“you’re right, y/n. you’re not normal. but not because you have a stutter, you’re not normal because you let a stupid person like me love you when you deserve much better,” stan murmured, his voice cracking. you pull away and examine his face, analyzing his features. he looked much like you but worse. 

his dark circles were so pronounced like he hasn’t gotten a wink of sleep since that day, his eyes were bloodshot and puffy and his curls were looking much more untamed than usual. he’s broken just like you.

you looked into his eyes and rested your forehead against his. the silence between you was so heavy, it was suffocating. then, he kissed you. his lips melded so nicely with yours, his warm and yours cold. you pulled away and smiled.

“i really hope you don’t think everything is forgiven,” you breathed out, playing with his curls.

“i know and i’m willing to do whatever it takes to get to that point, no matter how long,” stan held your hand in his and you laced your pinky with his.

“promise?”

“promise.”

I’ve Got This Friend | Steve Harrington

Anon: Hi! Can I request a Steve Harrington Imagine based on the song ‘I’ve Got This Friend’ by 5SOS? Ik, it’s a bit dorky, but I hope you can make it into something! I love you!

Author’s Note: Ofc bby! Don’t even think that 5SOS is dorky, I used to be a huge fan and I still listen to their music! I’ll try my best. I love you too! X This imagine is definitely going to be in two parts, and it kinda jumps point of views a lot, but it’s easy to follow.

Characters: Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, Billy Hargrove (mentioned)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1.3k

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Walking down the hallway with your two friends, Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers, books in hand as you all headed to your next class (Nancy had English and Lit, while you and Jonathan had Biology).

“So, it’s set! Friday night we can meet at my place since Dustin will be with his friends, and my mum will be out at a cat club of some sort. I’ll organise snacks, Nance, you can organise movies and Jonathan can deal with board games,” you smiled as you looked at the two love birds.

“That’s cool, (Y/N). Thank you for sacrificing your house, since Mike will never let me into the basement for a night, and I’m sure Jonathan’s mum doesn’t need a bunch of teenage kids in her living room,” Nancy giggled as she stopped in front of her class. Pecking Jonathan on the cheek, she walked into her English class and left Jonathan and I to walk to the science labs.

“So are you going to ask Nance to homecoming?” You looked at Jonathan, grinning. Homecoming was merely two weeks away, and you were so excited. Even if you ended up third wheeling with Jonathan and Nancy, you didn’t mind. They were your best friends.

“I’ve got the tickets in m-“

“(Y/N)!” You turned around, seeing the familiar tuff of hair that belonged to the one and only Steve Herrington. Furrowing your eyebrows as you looked at Jonathan and then turning around to face Steve with a smile on your face. “Have you got a minute? I-uh, I’ve gotta tell you something.”

“What’s up, Harrington?” You spoke, shifting your books in your arms and standing next to Jonathan. “I don’t mean to be rude, but please make it quick. We have Mr. Fischer for Biology,” you nervously laughed and letting Steve talk.

“I heard that someone likes the infamous Henderson sister,” Steve smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. A blush started to pool on your cheeks, making you swallow a lump in your throat.

“R-Really? Who?” You asked and he clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth a few times, shaking his head.

“You’ll find out,” Steve winked, patting Jonathan on the back. “I’ll see you both later.” He grinned, turning around and walking away, hands in his jean pockets.

Turning to Jonathan, surprised and a grin on your face. A squeal came from your lips as you jumped in victory. “Do you think I’ll have a date to homecoming?” You giggled, planting both feet on the ground.

“Who knows?” Jonathan grinned, placing his hand on your upper back and pushing you towards the science labs. “I guess we’ll have to wait for Steve to give us more clues.”

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Throughout Biology, you couldn’t focus. Mr. Fischer had called you out many times, but he gave up by the fifth time, Jonathan backing you up and stating that you were up all night keeping an eye on Will and Dustin. Mr. Fischer nodded, understanding and letting you go. Turning to Jonathan, you gave him a smile and mouthed a ‘thanks’.

By the time you were finished in Biology, it was lunch time, so you walked with Jonathan towards Nancy’s class. As soon as Nancy exited the class room, Steve had popped up again.

“Okay. So this lover boy that has a crush on you. Let me tell you about him. He gave me permission to,” Steve walked beside you, and Nancy was looking at you with wide eyes. Shrugging as you looked at her, you let Steve continue. “He’s kinda my size, and he’s currently follow- No! Don’t look back!” Steve grabbed your shoulders and kept your body facing towards the cafeteria.

“Okay! Okay, you can get your sweaty hands off me,” you huffed, wiping at your shoulders. “Go on,” you raised an eyebrow at him and saw him cough as he begun to talk again. “You talk to him almost every day, and he really, really likes you. Especially when you’re at his basketball games, jumping with the cheerleaders.”

“So he’s on your basketball team?” You questioned, trying to think of who else you talk to on the team. “It’s not that Billy kid, is it?” You groaned a little bit, but Steve shook his head.

“No, no, no way. I wouldn’t be doing this if it was him,” Steve scoffed. “He just, he wants to know what you’d say if he were to ask you to homecoming?” Steve looked over his shoulder, biting his lip. If only you knew it was actually him.

“I mean, I’m in need of a date for homecoming. If he’s a gentleman, I don’t see the problem,” you giggled as you sat down at the cafeteria table, setting your food tray, that you had grabbed while Steve was talking, down on the table and taking a bite of a carrot stick.

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“Dustin!” Steve groaned, looking at the younger Henderson, who was sitting in the passenger seat of his car as he drove him to the arcade. “How do I get your sister to like me?” He whined and Dustin gagged.

“Honestly, I don’t even see why you like (Y/N), but whatever. She’s a huge fan of Sunflowers, so maybe anonymously send them to her in class or when you pick me up, I can pretend that they were on the front step for her?” Dustin raised an eyebrow, looking at Steve.

“Yeah, yeah. Good thinking, Dustin. Now get out.” Steve stopped his car, handing Dustin an extra roll of quarters and winking at him. “I’ll see you at 8:00.”

“8:30,” Dustin tried to bargain with Steve, but Steve merely shook his head.

“I was told to keep an eye on you, so if you’re not out the front at 8:00, I’m coming in for you.” Steve watched as Dustin got out the car and he drove off, headed towards the flower shop.

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“Who do you think it is?” (Y/N) sighed, laying on her back in the basement of her home, licking her lips. “He’s on the basketball team and I talk to him a lot.”

“Adam Stanley?” Nancy suggested and (Y/N) grimaced, shaking her head. “If it is, I’d rather third wheel with you guys.”

Letting out a chuckle, Jonathan spoke up. “Did you ever think that it could be Steve Henderson, himself? He could just be putting on a huge façade to trick you.” Biting your lip, you pondered the thought, but shook your head.

“Steve wouldn’t even think of that.”

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Letting out a huff as Steve looked at the Sunflowers that were residing on the dash of his car, he watched as Dustin walked in front of his car, opening the passenger door. “Why do you look so depressed?” Dustin questioned, buckling his seatbelt.

“Are you sure this is going to work?” Steve looked at Dustin, starting his car up and putting his foot on the accelerator, starting the drive to the Henderson residence.

“Trust me, I’m a ladies man. It’s gonna work.” Dustin grinned and Steve raised an eyebrow.

“How are you a ladies man?”

“These bad boys,” Dustin smiled, showing his pearly whites and doing his little growl/purr thing.

“Oh God.”

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“(Y/N)!” You heard your little brother, Dustin call out as he closed the door behind him. Pushing yourself up off the carpet, you excused yourself from Nancy and Jonathan and ascended up the stairs, seeing Dustin in the kitchen.

“What?” You questioned, opening the fridge so you could grab the water jug and three cups from the cupboard.

“These were on the porch. They have your name on it, but not who it’s from,” Dustin frowned, and so did you. As you were admiring the flowers, you didn’t see Steve’s car drive off from the front of your house.

Telling Dustin to go have a shower, you went back downstairs, cups left on the counter and Sunflowers in your hand. Looking at Nancy and Jonathan, who were both looking at you.

“They know I like Sunflowers,” you whispered, looking at Nancy and Jonathan. 

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Welcome! This is my first Stranger Things Imagine, and I am quite proud of myself. I do indeed have a part 2 coming. I just couldn’t get enough of writing this, and I’m hoping that my flow is back. 

I just wanna thank you all, and let you know that I love you!

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