#Femme! Steve Harrington

[shieldofiron]

Ok transfemme MDS and Billy doing gender affirming subbing for your dom Steve needs

Oh TW for being SOOOOO hornt. Hornt up. I really needed some Mean Domme Steph content too, you're so real for this.

PWP under the cut, short but sweet.

If Stephanie Harrington had made a bet in high school on whether Billy Hargrove would be supportive of her transition... she would have lost.

"M-mistress Steph," Billy groans when she licks the lip. "P-please."

"You gonna be my good boy?" She asks.

"Y-yes, yes, Steph," His blue eyes are glazed with lust. His tongue, that fucking tongue that already ate her out until she cried, lolls out, because this was still Billy fucking Hargrove, he of the cigarette scented skin and Cali cool curls.

And he has been such a good boy. Got her off already, and then some.

"Please, it's been hours and-" Billy glances down at her and then looks away, straining against the cuffs holding him to Stephanie's bed. "You're so fucking beautiful. Jesus Christ..."

Steph blinks up at him, taken aback a moment. She hastens to grab his blindfold and put it back into place, too nervous to be under that wide blue gaze.

"Don't stop! Oh fuck, please, please don't stop! Don't- Steph, please," He groans. "I'll be so good, Steph-"

"You think I'm beautiful?" She sits up a little.

"Is that a fuckin' joke?" He looks down at her, panting, with his tongue out. "Prettiest fucking girl. Steph, come on, I'm dyin'..."

He arches into it when she starts stroking again.

"What... ah. What do you think is beautiful?" Stephanie asks softly, pausing her hand again.

"Come on, Steph, you know you're gorgeous," Billy shakes his head. "And you're so nice to me, take care of me. You're... just... Steph. I can't explain it you just are. Love when you tease me, even though it k-kills me."

Stephanie looks down at herself. Most of the time she feels like a mess, still too nervous to dress in anything that isn't something her mom helps her buy at stores that are too scared to gainsay the grand Evelyn Harrington. She still has almost no tits. Most of the time she can't even look at herself. She's awkward, and horny, and college is hell, and Billy is the only person she knows. Starting a friends with benefits type relationship with him was perhaps not the smartest thing to do, but she'd already done it.

"But I'm-" Dysphoric? Lost? Strange? Trans? All of it?

Billy pants. "Don't you fuckin' dare. That's my lady. Don't insult her. Even if you are her."

"Your... lady?"

Billy raises his head, frowning. Even behind the blindfold Stephanie can tell he's glaring. "Yes. My fuckin' lady."

There's something about the way he growls it that makes it more real. He doesn't try to sweet talk her. He kind of spits it. He's so cheesy and kind of rough and yet... it works for her.

"Steph, is this getting you off, darlin'?" He tongues the air.

Stephanie's stomach fills with butterflies even while she rolls her eyes.

"Please, Steph. I wanna-" He cuts himself off with a bitten lip.

She strokes him again, adoring how his body rolls with pleasure.

"Want to what, my good boy? You don't want me to leave you like this?"

"N-no! Steph, I wanna hold you-" He mutters.

"What? I can't hear you, good boy."

"I wanna f-fuckin' hold you," He bit out.

Stephanie speeds up without really thinking about it, her mind still stuck on what he'd said. He gasps a few times, pink mouth open wide, rolling his head back and forth on the pillow in a way that can't be good for his curls.

Slowly she reaches up and pulls off the blindfold. Blue eyes eat up her face eagerly. Nerves sparking, she moves up, trying not to hide her body behind the bed.

"There you are. My lady," Billy smiles. "I love you."

She blinks in confusion, but can't help but smile back.

"I love you, I fucking love you Stephanie," He says right as she tips him over the edge, running her thumb along the tip of his cock.

When she finally cleans him off and undoes the cuffs, she hesitates before lying down next to him.

"There you are," He says.

"Hi."

He grins. "Hi."

He wraps his arms around her and tugs her close.

There's almost no room in the dorm bed, but Billy's so close she can feel the movements of his lungs.

"You ok?" He asks softly.

"Yeah uh... yeah."

"Steph," He cradles her face. "I mean it. I want us to be together. I want you to be my girlfriend. Will you... please?"

"I know," She says, realizing that she does. She did know. She just didn't want to admit it. "I love you too, Billy."

[d3cayingdolly]

I heard that you're an actor, so act like a stand up guy

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[astrid-nomically-steddie]

Transfemme!Stevie Harrington figuring out who he is during a concert Robin made him go to. She really really wanted to go to this punk feminist show (female power and also she's gay so obviously women) but she ends up finding out that she herself is a girl.

That the want to wear lipgloss and skirts and dresses and feel pretty like a girl is not just about wanting to understand women but because she is one. She is a girl, a woman and she finds out that the punk scene knows so much about being transgender and gets so much information about who they are.

She finds out that she's somewhere in the middle. Constantly being a guy AND a girl but also feeling like neither. That it's okay to feel like that and that she's not alone. So Stevie and Robin are adopted into this gaggle group of guys and Trans people and she'd taken shopping for skirts and dresses and other masculine clothes (for their more gender neutral counterpart) that make her feel good.

Make her feel like who she really is because clothes don't HAVE a gender. She knows that now. Knows that wearing a flowy skirt can be masculine, feminine or neither. She knows that anyone can wear what they want to make themselves feel good. And that's what she does.

She wears makeup and skirts and dresses and sometimes HE (her more masculine side) wears makeup and skirts too. But that doesn't make him any less of a guy, girl or person. She's happy in her identity and is loving themselves for who they are.

This doesn't mean coming out was easy. Obviously not. She hid herself from their friends for a few months because of the fear. They were scared so he wore his makeup skirts and dresses at home. Wore them out in Indianapolis with Robin. One day she wore her clothes out at work and she's never been able to go back. To go back to that feeling of needing to hide because her friends- family loves them for who they are.

And she's not scared anymore. Not scared because she has people who love them for who he is as a person. They don't judge him, infact two of their kids asked about her identity. Wanting to learn more because they felt the same.

And if she gets a boyfriend (Eddie Munson) in the process we'll then that's just their luck. His luck to get the most understanding person (who she hopes to marry in the future) to be with them. Stay with them even when she feels inferior for having different body parts. On the good and bad days. Especially the good ones. But knowing he'll stay with her to make her bad day good again. To make it better.

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+Stephanus Concubinus, Emperor Geta's Vita (a Steddie x Gladiator II au blurb inspired by kingsandsaints ' gorgeous painting of Joe Keery wearing laurels and a white sheet🕊️)

+Rockstar!Eddie, Meets Server Duo Stobin, is an Asshole and Gets His Just De'Soup- Later Eddie Comes Back to Apologize and Gets Steve's Number- Then, A Misunderstanding and a Proposal (An Add-On Ficlet started by two very talented writers sabbathbloddysabbeth and estrellami-1🤘)

+Rockstar!Eddie in a Case of Mistaken Identity Gets Dragged to Dustin's 21st "Rockstar Hotel After Party" Themed Birthday by an Oblivious Steve +Bonus Robin Has Something To Say About That (An Add-On Ficlet inspired by Whathehonestfuk's post🤘)

+Rogueddie Famous!Steddie, Eddie Reads Tumblr RPF of Steve, Steve Gives a Rec (Rogueddie Wrote A Blurb, I Wrote A Blurb, an Add-On Ficlet)

+S4 Cut Scene: Steve Pines For Eddie, Dustin is Excited For Two Dad's, or Whatever, He's Not Picky (Eddie Witnesses This Interaction From Afar, Wonders Fondly, an Add-On Ficlet)

+Steve is afraid to scare Eddie away by treating him 'like a girl,' Eddie is frustrated, thinking Steve just can't bring himself to cuddle him because he's a guy. (Until Eddie opens Steve's closet and a mountain of dead and drying bouquets and boxes fall all around him. An Add-On Ficlet) +The Add On Where They Go From Idiots to Lovers

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+Eddie Doesn't Give A Fuck About Sleep Paralysis Demon Steve (a bit personal, turned into a Steddie prompt)

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+Steve: All My Homies Love Boobs And Hate The Government / Robin Looks At Eddie: *Gay Silence* / Steve: Right?! (Robin Looks At Eddie: *Cringes* / Steve: *Bi Panic Sets In*)

+Eddie Munson the Lunchtime Menace... He Does All His Best Menacing at Tables: A Tale in Gifs (A Montage of Eddie Being Menacingly Innocent 😇👀)

+Steve: If He Fuck Me Good I'll Take His Ass To Red Lobster / Steddie Version / Metal Sandwich Version (🍨⛵🦞)

+The First Time Little Eddie Munson With The Buzzed Hair Gets Called A F*reak, He Is Too Stunned To Speak (Literally, just a sentence ✨with gifs✨ but now I need 100k words, on my desk by Monday morning. Prompto.)

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[comfortablynumb]

Okay but like I get it Eddie

Because trans fem Steve Harrington’s hot

[cemeterylight]

I never posted white dress Stevie

[fizzigigsimmer]

This is my contribution to the Harringrove Relay Race

There's no following @bigdumbbambieyes but take this humble offering.

The Best You (Never) Had

written for @harringrove-relay-race

Rating: M

Pairing: Steve x Billy with a heavy dose of angst.

I was charmed and instantly driven insane by the absolutely bomb Harringrove playboy bunnies drawn by @adelacreations, and it inspired me to wonder about a trans femme Billy, running into her past at a strip club.

Enjoy the adventures of Bunny Hargrove.

And stay on the look out for what @robthegoodfellow has coming up!

When Billie left Hawkins she hadn’t looked to her future and seen herself working at a strip club. She certainly hadn’t foreseen the possibility of having to serve her high-school bully cheap food and lousy drinks in one once she’d made it back to Cali. But that’s exactly what seems to be in store for her – fuck her life.  

Five men occupy the half moon booth and table reserved mostly for bachelor parties and the occasional VIP. Billie’s coworker Amanda has been serving them food and drinks while they enjoy the sets of dancers on stage, but her wait shift is ending and Billie’s prepping to take over – tuning out the other woman as she complains about one of the men grabbing at her ass and being a poor tipper. 

It seems impossible, but somehow it’s happening. Steve Harrington is sitting right there, watching Lacey wiggle her ass in red spandex to a Katy Perry song.   

It’s been going on fifteen years, but Billie would recognize him anywhere. Same slouch to the shoulders and dreamy eyed stare – neither Lacey’s wild gyrations nor the conversation of the group he’s with enough to hold his full attention. Same stupid hair, although he’s changed the shape since high school. Now it’s held securely to one side by too much gel, and she just wants to break it up with her fingers. His laugh still doesn’t reach his eyes, and it probably says a lot about Billie, that some part of her is relieved to see that.  

Her rent might be too high, her boss might be a creep, and her ex is still full of shit, but Steve Harrington is still hanging around with guys like Tommy and faking a smile, so it balances the scales. 

He’s still gorgeous too, fuck him. Billie swallows and forces herself to look away, and not run away like the frantic beating of her heart suggests that she should. She’s got nothing to hide, and she’s not ashamed.  

There’s no reason at all she shouldn’t saunter right over to the table with the bachelor party Amanda was gracious enough to split with her (knowing all about her rent worries) and flirt her way to another month of financial security; except for the fact that even in this day and age, certain people still get funny about people like her and Billie knows these guys. 

Or rather, they knew her before – before she got out of Neil’s house, before freedom, before Billie. 

There’s no reason at all she shouldn’t go over there and take that table full of drunk losers, eager to blow their cash on the club's cheap booze and dancing girls, for all that they’re worth. Nothing besides fear. 

Fuck that. 

The group is laughing loudly about something as Billie saunters up, one last swarm of butterflies taking flight in her belly as Hagen turns his neck to squint blearily at her.  

God, that stupid smirk hasn’t changed a bit – wide and dopey like the dog he is, and mean in the eyes.  Those beetle browns look her over just like they did on her first day in Hawkins, assessing for strengths and weaknesses to exploit; and for a moment she remembers the terror of being under that gaze and all the others like it. The fear of being caught out consuming her, choking her, day after day. 

Sorry kid. Billie thinks to herself with a sway of her hips, right before parking herself up against the arm of the leather couch, warm skin brushing the sleeve on Tommy’s shoulder. The way that his lips part unconsciously as he gawks at her doesn’t make up for the past, but it still feels damn good. She’s a bad bitch and she knows it. Knew it back then but now she can show it and will kick ass if Tommy or any of his buddies decide they have a problem with it. 

But it’s not recognition of any kind on any of their faces, it’s lust. They leer at the shiny shorts that hug her thighs and the plunging neckline of her tiny top – her employer's idea of a uniform. Whatever vindication she feels on behalf of her pitiful high school self, she doesn’t actually care anymore what Tommy and the clones think. 

Billie finds her eyes going to Steve like they’re magnetized.  

She shouldn’t care what Harrington thinks either, and yet, there’s a stupid flutter in her chest (damn it) when Steve looks her over, eyes lingering just a hair too long on her chest to be anything other than interested, before he meets her eye. 

“Hey beautiful.” He leans forward a little, totally present now like he wasn’t before dripping charm he obviously learned in some board room working for daddy. And yet, there’s still some part of Billie that expects to wake up in bed back in the house on Cherry Street.  

“What’s your name?” Steve Harrington is definitely asking, her, like it’s just a pre-courser to getting her naked, and Billie shivers. Fuck is she doing this? 

“Hi Bambi, I’m Bunny.” She teases. Sees the line in the sand and walks right over it. Tommy howls like some chick likening his buddy to a baby deer is the most hilarious shit, and it sets the others off, oohing and ahhing and generally acting like fools as they rib Harrington. 

But Steve ignores them, and the way he jolts a little when he hears that name, eyes narrowing on her in wary confusion, goes straight to her clit. Shit. One of these days her hard on for danger is gonna get her killed. But today it’s got her heart thumping and her pussy dripping as she clenches around nothing, like he’s already sliding inside where she obviously still wants him. She needs better taste in men. She’s sure her mama would have said she gets her poor taste from her if she’d stuck around long enough while Billie was growing up. 

“I’m a sucker for big pretty brown eyes.” She winks at him, sugar sweet and he seems to settle a little. “Can I get you another round of drinks, or are you in the mood for something better?” 

“Bunny.” He ignores the question to turn her show name over on his tongue, slow and curious like he’s tasting it. “Are you on tonight?” He asks, gaze twitching toward the stage and back. 

“You calling me a stripper Bambi?” 

“It is a strip club, and with a name like Bunny.” 

Billie laughs and Steve’s mouth slides into a satisfied smirk, like that was always the end goal. Tommy rolls his eyes and pouts like an overgrown toddler, “Didn’t you date a chick named Trixie?” 

“Yeah. So?” Steve drawls in reply, his focus momentarily shifting from Billie and back to Tommy, which if Billie’s memory serves, is exactly how Tommy likes it. 

This is a bad idea. Such a bad idea. God, Hagen really hasn’t changed, but neither has Steve. Those dry little dig and the arch of his eyebrows are so familiar she feels a strange sort of relief. Like there was something inside her that had been counting down since the last time she saw him, afraid that he’d change and become lost to memory. 

Fuck. That sounds – it’s not, what it sounds. 

“So, you can’t tell a stripper by their name is all I’m saying.” 

“Dude, are you serious? I met Trixie because you paid for her to show up at my apartment dressed like a police officer and give me a lap dance on my birthday.” 

Now there’s an idea, Billie thinks as Tommy, remembering the incident, smiles sheepishly.  

“I’m not dancing tonight, no.” Billie finally answers his question, pulling Steve’s attention back and a shiver goes down her spine when his eyes snap to her. “But I wouldn’t say no to tying you up and having my way with you, Pretty Boy.” 

She doesn’t have to wonder if Steve remembers her the way she remembers him. If the words Billie had said and the insults, she’d flung had burrowed under his skin to live with him the same way Billie lives with his.  

Steve flinches, his eyes narrowing sharply on her, and it’s barely perceptible but she catches it before he’s being nudged at and jostled from both sides by his buddies as they hoot and holler about how he’s been chosen.  

He never stops looking at her. 

The only one who doesn’t seem absolutely thrilled for him to get picked up by some babe in a seedy strip club in Santa Monica is Tommy, who grumbles something about the attention being wasted on Steve. 

For the first time Billie wonders if he might be the bachelor about to get hitched – and she’s the one to flinch this time, as her eyes dart down to his hand. The ring finger is empty, which doesn’t really prove anything, but the pale strip of skin she finds there tells its own story.  

Divorced? Long engagement? Married already perhaps and out to prove the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree? Fuck she hopes it’s not the last one. Not because it would change anything for her. Maybe it would, if she were a nicer person, but she’s not the married one, and if she started splitting hairs about fooling around with married men her tip jar would be a whole lot emptier each month. 

No. She just plain doesn’t want him to be attached. The thought makes her chest twist up inside and the bottom of her stomach feel like it’s going to fall right out her ass – the same fucked up emotional constipation she’d felt watching him run through the female population of Hawkins High like he was trying to make them all forget they’d watched Nancy Wheeler take his balls and then make an absolute fool of him.  

“Thanks for the offer, Bunny -” Steve starts, and she can hear the butt coming as clear as the others can if the sudden swell of groans is anything to go by. 

“Harrington! Come on man.” 

“Boo!” 

“See what I mean? That’s a fucking ten right there, and you’re going to blow it over some bitch who doesn’t even want you?!” Screeches Tommy. 

Bingo. Thank you, Tommy, with the big mouth. So, it’s divorced. Separated but still holding on to the past – just like old times. 

It makes her smile a little mean as she leans toward him, holding his gaze, purrs - “You scared, Bambi? Worried I might break you?” 

Steve clamps his mouth shut. His eyes blaze at her and her throat goes dry. 

“Oh ho! Careful now darlin, our Stevie boys got a pretty big ego. You might not want to poke that bull if you’re not ready for the ride.” One of the bros says with the kind of glint in his eye that says he lives for ‘big egos’ putting little women like her into place. Fucking prick. 

Steve seems to think so too because he mutters, “Shuttup Andy” as he reaches in his pocket for his wallet. 

“How much?” he asks her, sounding bored. It’s bullshit. Billie licks her lip in triumph. 

“Fifty for a lap dance here at the table, fifty more if you want to see some tit.”  

“How much for a private show?” 

Her breath hitches, her stomach tightening in her eagerness, but somehow, she keeps the breath out of her tone as she replies. 

“Depends on what you want to see.” She answers, and without so much as a pause Harrington smiles – challenges. 

“Everything.” 

Fuck. She’s doing this. 

She’s not delusional enough to think that fucking him is going to heal her inner child or whatever, and while she firmly believes she doesn’t owe every one night stand a complete rundown of her medical history, she’s fully aware of how this is different – of what the upstanding thing to do would be. 

But then Billie remembers the way Steve had started pushing back after their fight that strange night at the Byers house; the way he’d swooped in and pulled the rug out from under her – reclaiming his spot as top dog, just by existing. No begging. No apologies. He just opened the doors to that mansion he lived in and rang the bell, and Tommy and the rest had come looking for supper.  

She remembers the cruel things he said to her as he flaunted his big house and fancy car, rubbing in how quickly it was over once he made it a real contest; because however shiny and new Billie had been to those kids, she was still just trash under it all. Angry white trash going nowhere fast, while Steve was Mr. Somebody. Once he’d pulled his head out of Wheeler’s ass and remembered it, he’d made turning the school against Billie his new focus.  

Pushed further and further to the fringes, Billie’s only choice to keep the jackals at bay had been to fight them off until people got the message and started avoiding her altogether.  

She’s not claiming victim. She knows damn well who started the fight – that it was her own demons that drove her to lash out and try and prove her dominance over him – and that after that night at the Byers, Steve had especially no reason to take mercy on her. 

But just because she’d asked for the fight doesn’t mean taking a beating hadn’t nearly pushed her to the edge. 

Billie swallows back the taste of bitterness in her mouth, from the memory of being alone, broken and desperate, aching to be near someone who loathed her and yearning for the looks he gave so easily to other girls. 

Except now he is – King Steve – looking at Billie Hargrove like he wants her. Like he’d empty out his wallet and spend all of that nepo baby salary just for the chance to get at her; and like hell is she going to turn it away. Revenge couldn’t get sweeter than this. The only thing that could make it better is if he knew. It’s me on your mind. Me you can’t ignore. Me you can’t walk away from. 

But it’s just a fantasy. The reality him recognizing her now or later has her swinging from vicious jubilation toward mind numbing panic on a dime. 

Regardless - Steve Harrington stands up, ignoring the cheers of his drunk friends, eyes locked with hers – and Billie Hargrove makes her own choices. 

Billie is going to ride Steve until he sees God, hollowed be her name. Because she wants him (still) and he finally wants her. Just for once. That’s all she needs.  

She can worry about the aftermath after. 

[adelacreations]

Would you like to be her Valentine?

Stevie Harrington is not responsible for the immediate dismemberment of limbs caused by the lord/lady of the castle, if you try

Get a sticker of her!

[italiansteebie]

thinking about trans stevie and her crying off all the makeup rob and eddie just put on her bc it's been so long since someone's touched her and her face so tenderly, with so much care.

and they fall asleep with stevie's face pressed into eddie's chest, and robs arms wrapped around her waist.

it's the best sleep she's had her whole life.

[str4wb3rry-fire]

can we all agree that stevies favorite colors are pink and yellow ??? okay cool just making sure

[shieldofiron]

A little stoned and thinking about how if Billy had been a girl the duffers would’ve given her a scene to Boys In Town by the Divinyls

Ok maybe they wouldn’t but you can’t deny it would suit her. Just the second I heard this song I began picturing her and how desperately she wants out of Hawkins.

The song is also about desiring a relationship with a “man” instead of a “boy” which ties into the horrible reality of Billy “seducing” (being creeped on by) a wheeler parent :(

This is so fucking real and also new wave Billie real.

But also imagine Billie seeing Steve and being so drawn in because he seems so… sure of himself. Sure of Nancy, even though Nancy isn’t sure of him. So steady in his desire even if he doesn’t know how to get what he wants.

And that’s what Billie wants. She wants anyone to feel as purely about her the way Steve Harrington feels about Nancy Wheeler and she hates, HATES seeing something that special in the eyes of someone who will never look at her.

[d3cayingdolly]

im just a girl in love with pretty boys trapped in a world of gym bros

[redlegumes]

Laundry Day

Steddie ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Stevie Harrington ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Inspo from this post by @stevieharringtonwifeguy

Close ups after the cut

So in love with how her face turned out

So is Eddie

[ghostlynimbus]

❤: Which character do you think is the most egregiously mischaracterized by the fandom?

Thank you for sending this in!!! <3

This is a tough question bc with my current obsession (Stranger Things) there's a lot of characters that I feel get mischaracterized by the fandom.

But since I already talked about Nancy and Joyce in some of my other responses to this ask game I think I'll talk about Steve in this one:

I really don't get why the fandom (or at least parts of the fandom i stumble across quite often) feminizes him so much.

Now, I'm all for femme dudes. I am a femme dude and I love seeing that sort of thing in fiction. I even really love seeing more traditionally masculine characters exploring their more feminine sides.

But i see so many fics feminize him to the point that the character is to me unrecognizable. These depictions of Steve don't feel (to me) like a fun new twist on the character, or exploring the potential of something that's underexplored in the canon, or exploring how things might have turned out different if x, y, or z had been changed.

They just kind of feel like some character i don't know masquerading as a character i find really interesting and compelling in the canon.

Along a similar vein, I don't like when I see him depicted as being stupid about everything?

Steve is shown to not be smart in the same ways as many of the other characters, and he is frequently paired up with characters that are just generally very academically smart (compared to everyone) such as Nancy and Dustin. But he is also, repeatedly, shown to be very competent and capable in a lot of other ways (even if he doesn't do well in school).

One area in particular, is that in the canon Steve is generally pretty socially acute (with some inconsistencies bc the show sucks at consistent characterization). He is also really good at being presented with new information or a new situation and adapting quickly and skillfully (even if he freaks out a bit about it in the process).

He may not be good at writing essays. He may not know as much about science or history as Dustin does.

But Steve is not only good at listening to people who know more about a subject than him, but also at getting the work done and doing what is necessary to action that info in any given situation.

He also is repeatedly shown to have a decent amount of common sense, something which those super academically smart characters he's often paired with tend to lack.

So I really don't like how often i see him depicted at just being so incompetent and stupid about everything. And i don't like when the canon contradicts itself to try and show him like this also.

The Ask Game

[comfortablynumb]

Actress for Genderswapped Steve Harrington?

I’ve always had multiple headcanons of who I think would play Steve Harrington in a gender swapped Stranger Things. I think Emmy Rossum could be a fantastic choice. Not only did she prove on Shameless that she’s a hot badass, but she’s really good at giving off older sister/mamma bear energy. I also think Renée Rapp could be amazing. Not only was she incredible as Regina George in the new Mean Girls (so we know she can play the rich, bitchy popular girl that you can’t help but fall in love with) but she’s also amazing as Leighton in The Sex Lives of College Girls (so we know she can play the ex-mean girl who’s growing and learning to find herself). And then I think Ella Purnell could be a really good younger/high school Steve Harrington. I think her character in Yellowjackets reminds me so much of Steve in the earlier seasons. She’s self-absorbed and entitled but is also a badass, a team leader, and at the end of the day is just a scared, insecure girl who wants to be loved. What do other people think? Who do you all imagine as Stephanie/Steph/Stevie Harrington? I’d love to know, I’m really curious.

[cemeterylight]

more Stevie because I am down bad tbh