#steve in a skirt.......

[hungharrington]

Hot or Not, Steve in fishnets or typically feminine attire🩷

oh honey, this is so easy. hot.

steve has such killer fuckin legs and i am certainly not immune to a boy in a skirt <3 besides, i think if steve was to ever wear something like that, it would go like two ways;

one, classic standard embarrassed man. he enjoys it but can't stop blushing at how much he enjoys the skirt. probably stands in the mirror before you come over, just twisting his hips to see it swish -- and he gets why people wear these now. thinks his thighs have never looked better <3

two, he breezes right through it and his confidence just absorbs it hehe- he can talk about all the benefits it has over pants and he loves if it gets you riled to see him in one. he knows his thighs have never looked better. he's steve fuckin' harrington okay? he can pull anything off, but especially fishnets and a skirt.

come join the sleepover!

[whathehonestfuk]

Transfem! Steve who swings hard into feminine gender rolls so when her car starts acting up she doesn't even consider fixing it herself so she dolls herself up and head over to eddies (like hell she isn't going to use this opportunity to flirt)

She plays it up even if she knows what the problem is she just says it's acting funny

Eddie just stares before going "Stevie sweetheart I know for a fact you know cars better than I do"

"well I'm a girl now'

"did transitioning erase all your knowledge on cars for some reason"

"well no"

"so what does being a girl have to do with you not being able to fix your car? Would you ever tell max or robin or Nancy that they couldn't do something because they're a woman?"

"obviously not I value my life"

"so why are you any different?"

"oh. Well want to lend a hand as long as I'm here"

"all you ever have to do is ask Stevie"

[punkrockmlchael]

congratulations on 100 bestie! i would love baseball, college, and skirt with Stevie! nsfw please 🤭💕

Masterlist for 100 Follower Celebration!

18+ mdni, Smut: Protected PinV (Both Steve and Reader are in their early 20s)

First time writing for Steve hehe! Thank you for requesting bestie I love you so so much and I hope you enjoy this small little blurb! (Word Count: 371)

Prompts: Baseball, College and Skirt ; Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

"Fuck, Steve," you moaned softly, hands moving to his shoulders as you tried to steady yourself.

"Mm, yes princess?" He asked, thrusting up into you harder as you both sat in the back seat of his car. He grabbed his Hawkins Community College baseball hat off of his head and placed it on top of your head backwards. "Fuck, you look so pretty in my hat," he mumbled, leaning in to place sloppy kisses against your exposed neck. "You look so pretty in my hat as I fuck you in my backseat after a win, fuck," he mumbled, your name escaping his lips in small sighs.

Another moan escaped your lips as your head fell back gently. Steve's hands moved to your hips, hiking your skirt up more as he continued to thrust into you. "Steve," you whined as his fingers dug into the plush skin of your hips. You moved your hips against his, fingers moving to unbutton his baseball jersey slightly.

You leaned in, kissing across his neck and upper chest as he moaned, digging his fingers into your hips harder. "Fuck, princess, you're so tight," he groaned, moving his right hand to rub tight circles on your clit softly.

You whined at the feeling, moving your hips more. "Fuck, Steve, I'm gonna cum," you mumbled against his neck.

"Yeah? Come on baby girl, cum for me," he mumbled, moving your hips with his. "You distracted me throughout the entire game in this little skirt and you look even better bouncing on my cock in it. Shit."

You moaned his name, little groans and whines escaping your lips as you clenched around him, releasing on his cock. He continued to thrust up into you a few times before he finished as well, filling the condom with his cum.

You fell on top of him, your chest resting against his as you placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Good job tonight, babe," you muttered when you caught your breath.

"Hm, thanks princess," he said softly as he kissed you again. "Up for a round two when we get home?"

You giggled into the kiss and nodded, "anything for my favorite pitcher," you muttered, fixing his hat on your head.

[xxkittyminexx]

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[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

tid bit Tuesday brought to u by a scene that came to me in a prophetic vision (stuck in traffic with nothin' else to think about)

"Soda are you gonna wear that?" Darry sounds exasperated, which is to say he doesn't sound much different then he usually does.

Steve turns half around to get a look at Soda's outfit 'n gets distracted by Pony as he pops the oven open 'n breaks off a corner of the cake still bakin' with his bare hands.

Pony glances up 'n catches Steve raisin' an eyebrow. He opens his mouth to rat him out 'n Pony frantically waves a hand at him, silently offerin' his bite. Steve smirks 'n takes it, tossin' it into his mouth still pipin' hot. Pony glares at him.

"Aw, c'mon Dar. I thought you were supportive." Steve can hear the grin in Soda's words 'n Steve drifts out into the living room to see what the fuss is, figurin' Soda's managed to forget its the middle of winter 'n Tusla won't forgive a T-shirt.

He's half right.

Soda's got on a mod skirt, the kind that stop tastefully way up near mid thigh. Steve’s jaw falls open. Cartoonishly.

"Soda it's way too cold for that. You can't wear that when it's not even forty degrees out." Darry rolls his eyes 'n Soda pouts.

"Oh, I think you'll find he can." Soda tosses his hair back from his eyes 'n shoots Steve a wink 'n a grin. Steve puts both hands over his heart 'n swoons against the door frame. He's only half kiddin'.

"You're gonna freeze to death, lil buddy. C'mon, save the Steve killers for summer."

"He can wear my jacket!" Steve nearly trips over himself 'n Pony snickers from the kitchen. Steve flips him off, automatically. "Darry, Pony was sneakin' pieces of the cake."

"Fuckin' traitor!"

"Ponyboy Michael did I not tell you to leave that alone." Darry half turns into the kitchen to glare at his brother 'n Steve jumps on his opportunity.

"C'mon, Soda quick!" Steve grabs Soda by his shoulders 'n half manhandles, half-pulls him out the front door. "Bye Dar!"

"Glory Jesus at least take a jacket!" Steve wraps his coat firmly around Soda's shoulders 'n grabs a hoodie that may have been Darry's, may have been Two-Bit's from beside the door.

Soda's waitin' for him at the bottom of the stairs as Steve let's the screen slam closed. He giggles 'n Steve thinks he would do just about anythin' to hear that again. "My hero." He drops a kiss to Steve’s cheek 'n turns to clamber in the car.

Oh he'd do anythin'. No question.

[tendafoot]

why the fuck did i draw this

[hungharrington]

steve ‘leaves a dozen little hickies and gentle kisses on the soft part of your inner thighs when he eats you out’ harrington

[tg-lauren]

Casual set for the day...

[fuctacles]

Steve Harrington's Barbie-shaped thighs

now on Ao3 | final edit: 04.08

Robeen: Barbie tonight @ 5!!! Robeen: Dress accordingly OR ELSE Eddee: ????? Steef: 👍👍👍💅💅💅

Eddie did the best he could with his monochrome wardrobe. Which meant an impromptu thrift hunt. He found a tiny pink tank top and a vaguely 80s-shaped shirt he could throw over it. It didn't look half-bad, paired with high-waisted shorts and a couple of borrowed accessories (a pink belt and huge hoop earrings from Gareth's sister). He already owned a pink scrunchie - a gift from Steve - which he used to tie his hair into a high ponytail.

On the bus, he felt slightly self-conscious, making him realise how much he relied on his metalhead armour on a daily basis. The way kids dressed up these days and the fact that he wasn't the only one on his way to see Barbie helped him blend in. So while it felt that way, he wasn’t actually standing out.

As it turned out, definitely not as much as Steve.

While Robin decided to recreate the striped costume look to her best ability (the top and the bottom didn't really match but the reference was apparent enough), Steve decided on a pink tennis outfit, with a pleated skirt. He even shaved his legs.

His hair has grown out long enough to tie it into a tiny ponytail, which was, in Eddie's objective opinion, fucking adorable.

He approached his friends and, unable to help himself, tugged on the skirt.

"Somebody understood the assignment," he smiled teasingly, laughing when Steve swatted his hand away, straightening the pleats. “Aced it, even.” Then, both to preserve his sanity and socialize properly, he turned to Robin. “You both look great.”

"I can't hold a candle to our diva here."

Steve preened, twisting his hips so the skirt twirled around his thighs. Which again, fucking adorable. Eddie's queer heart was on fire. He wanted to tug on the hem of the skirt, play with the white collar, and tip the visor askew. Touch every part of the outfit and the person in it because Steve Harrington wore a skirt to a Barbie screening. It was like he wanted Eddie to die of a heart attack.

Thankfully, they arrived just in time for the movie to start and couldn’t ruminate on their Barbie-inspired outfits. When buying popcorn, Eddie lagged behind, hoping the view in front of him inspires him enough to maybe, finally, ask Harrington out. After the movie, perhaps. He’s heard great reviews so far, it may just give him the nudge he needs. 

They found their pre-ordered seats and Eddie watched Steve's skirt ride up sinfully high when he crossed his legs. Torture.

"You look great by the way. Colours look good on you," his friend leaned in to whisper. The theatre was running the commercials and some people still talked at full volume, so it wasn’t like he had to do that. "You're wearing the scrunchie," he observed too.

"I am. I wear it all the time," Eddie answered with a frown, almost offended at the implication that he wouldn’t. He leaned back to look at Steve. His eyes were sparkling in the dim theatre.

"Yeah?"

He shrugged, playing it cool in front of The Boy.

"Yeah, just. Not in public." 

In the comfort of his home, when he was practising guitar, doing the dishes, or cooking. Doing domestic shit alone, missing his friends. Thinking of Steve.

The commercials ended and the lights went off. Steve's fingers brushed against Eddie's arm as he pulled back to sit comfortably. Just a fleeting, accidental touch; Casual and friendly, but it left him reeling.

Eddie braced himself for almost 2 hours of sitting in the dark next to Steve's bare thighs.

Alas, no amount of bracing could prepare him for Steve's fingers against his skin, this time intentional and teasing. For how when he silently reprimanded him, knocking his knuckles against his knee half-playfully, he grasped them and pressed down, letting his hand rest on the bare skin. 

For the second half of the movie, all Eddie could think of were shades of pink and soft skin.

[vampatty]

went to a halloween party tonight and served just way more cunt than was necessary

[ent-is-indecisive]

being experimental for fun and profit*

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

We sometimes assume that it's Eddie that the experienced queer but I don't think that's so, just judging by how Eddie acted with Steve, with the way he pushed him towards Nancy and Steve being thrown off because he had been flirting with Eddie. I think it would definitely be Steve. He was definitely convinced that Vickie also liked girls. Was it perhaps because, as a bisexual that he knew? I could see him knowing for a long time but not really saying it aloud until Robin came along. I could see Eddie thinking he always just liked girls until he started to get to know Steve Harrington. I don't see Steve being panicked about his sexuality but Eddie? Yeah, he panics with Steve about it.

"There's a guy, and I'm thinking very much, not straight thoughts, Steve," Eddie said after he dropped by Steve’s house one afternoon. "I've always liked girls. Specifically, cheerleaders. What the hell is that? Like I'm not already enough of a freak."

"Eddie," Steve called softly.

"I mean, shit, is it even possible? I mean, if there's another dimension under Hawkins, I don't see why it can't be possible to like -,"

Steve grabbed him by hips, picked him up, and placed him on the kitchen counter. That shut him up.

"Eddie, listen to me. It's alright to like both. Don't let other people tell you otherwise. You'll get it from both sides. Even in our own community, you'll get shit for it. I know it's okay because I'm bisexual, too, Eddie. I like women, I fucked women, I've kissed them, and have fallen in love with them. I like men, I fucked men, I've kissed them, but it wasn't until very recently that I fell for a man," Steve said softly.

"How, uh, recently?" Eddie asked.

"Spring break."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"This is scary."

"It is."

"Was it scary for you when you realized that you also like men?"

"Very. Do you feel it? Do you feel like that's what you are?" Steve asked. "Bisexual?"

"Yeah. Yes!" Eddie exclaimed.

"The only thing that matters then is the fact you feel it. Nobody else can tell you that you don't feel like it or that you're just confused or that you don't look bisexual. The only thing that matters is that you feel it here," Steve said, placing a hand on his chest.

"Okay, I gotta ask. Even though this is a very touching moment, what the hell is a bisexual supposed to look like?" Eddie asked.

"I don't fucking know man but apparently I don't look like one," Steve said. "They can look like anything they fucking want to."

"Thanks, man," Eddie said and hugged him tightly, burrowing his head into Steve’s neck. "By the way, the guy I was talking about. . .it's you, Steve."

"Thank God," Steve said. "The man I was talking about. . . It's you, Eddie."

Steve burrowed his head into Eddie's neck and they stayed like that for a good long while.

"Does this mean you're my boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Thank God."

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

✦ Prada Symbole Evolution Square Sunglasses in Black & Dark Grey ($489 via Revolve)

✦ Labelrail MA-021 Lace-Up PU Cropped Top & Maxi Skirt (both sold out)

✦ Steve Madden Fink Black Boot (sold out)

[formosusiniquis]

Transfem, genderqueer, nonbinary, genderfluid whatever brand of not-cis you're assigning Steve they gotta transition in the 80s so their preppy ass can get a chance to really enjoy everything going on fashionwise in the 90s and early 00's

[cemeterylight]

dressing them up like my own personal paper dolls

[marleneoftheopera]

Short clip of Sarah Brightman and Steve Barton in ‘Masquerade’ on Broadway. It comes from this segment, which is why there is talking over it unfortunately.