Being Best Friends With A Non ADHD Person, When I'm ADHD Myself :)

Being best friends with a non ADHD person, when I'm ADHD myself :)

Her: Wanna watch something? *Pulls up netflix*

Me: Oh sure, what though?

Her: I dont know you pick *flicks through netflix*

Me: Nah pick anything, I dont care

Her: No I'm serious pick something

Me: No for real you can pick it

Her: *Sighs* Fine *picks a boring tv series I've never heard of, but she likes*

*Ten minutes into it*

Me: Can we watch Stranger Things now?

*Stranger Things a show we've watched about a thousand times already from season 1 to season 3.*

Her: For fucks sakes you know next time I'm not even gonna ask.

Question:

Whats your favourtie film/series?

I thought this was funny😂😂

what’s up lgbt community

✿𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦✿║A Steve Harrington x Reader imagine (Requested)

𝕄𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪'𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 :)

ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕: 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥? 𝕀𝕗 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝔻𝕄 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕩 𝕚𝕥 <𝟛

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥, 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 (𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒)

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 𝟙𝟝𝟠𝟞 (𝕤𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘-𝕚𝕤𝕙)

You’re studying by yourself in the library stressed as hell over this biology essay that was due in 2 days, you aren't that behind y/n just calm down, you told yourself. But if you were being honest with yourself you were very behind, you shook your head trying to get yourself to focus. 

You look up and do a double take because you spotted the most popular and gorgeous guy at your school, Steve Harrington. He was standing at one of the bookshelves reading a book. You and Steve are good friends, though you sometimes thought he could be a douchebag he was overall nice, and kinda cute in your opinion. You look back down at your work trying to focus again, you really had to finish this essay and you didn't need boys or anyone shaking your grade streak right now. 

You’ve always been bothered with school, your fathers a lawyer so you try to live up to your well known family's expectations being the only child your parents have ever had. You think of how disappointed your parents would be if you didn't do well in school, you thought of your parents disowning you because you would be such a failure, a disappointment, a shame to your family. This was always a thought with you, being disowned, thrown onto the street or in an orphanage is your worst nightmare, even though you were 17 turning 18, it still bothers you.

You feel your eyes starting to water and your chest tightening, you could just feel all the stress building up inside you and you needed to let it out, but you couldn't. You were trying to hold it back as best you can the dark thoughts and feelings quickly manifesting in your head. Steve was still at the book shelf and you didn't want to make a fool of yourself, and plus there were other people around you trying to read or study, so you kept it in. 

“Y/n hey are you okay?” you hear someone approach you that's when you looked up and you were met with none other than Steve. You shook your head at him and that's when you let it all out, the tears sobbing the pain, the everything. Having people feel sorry for you was also one of the worst feelings ever for you, you always felt bad that they would worry about you rather than thinking or doing something else, like you were taking up their time. 

You hear a chair being pulled up next to you and feel a hand come around your shoulders, “Hey y/n its okay, tell me what's up hmm?” Steve says in a comforting soft tone, causing you to calm down a little bit. You see a few people staring at you two so Steve takes your hand and leads you out into the hallway so you two could talk in private. 

“Y/n you don't have to say it if you don't want to, I understand, but I just want to help okay?” he says before sitting at a bench with you following. 

“No Steve its f-fine I just feel emotional right now” you say wiping a tear from your cheek, “Well how can I help?” he asked with his eyes full of concern and tenderness making you feel more calmer, more confident. 

You tell him everything from the essay, your family, the stress you feel everyday and how it's affecting you. You were letting him into the most sensitive part of your life, but you trusted him you knew you could. 

He listened to you so intently and with interest and concern. When you finish he just stares at you, “I didn't know you were going through so much y/n” he says quietly. 

You frown, “Hey there are people out there far worse than me, people without jobs, without parents far worse. At least I got you aye?” you nudge him making him smile. “I guess you’re right, but you're too young to deal with that kind of stress,” he turns to face you properly, “Promise next time this happens come straight to me okay? I don't care if it's 2am or pouring rain outside, give me a call or come out and find me. I don't want you to get hurt anymore okay?” you look down at your hands avoiding eye contact with him. 

He uses his thumb and forefinger to pull your chin up towards him, “Promise?” he questions, you blink up at him, “Steve why are you doing this?” you ask him. To this he answers “Because I care about you, you’re one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.” 

You finally give in, “Okay I promise I’ll contact you next time this happens, there happy?” you giggle as he nods his head, “Yeah okay cool” he then looks relieved and happy. You two sit in comfortable silence for a bit, he catches your eye and says, “Do you want a ride home?”, “Yeah sure thanks I’ll just go grab my stuff and meet you in the car park yeah?” you reply, he nods his head before getting up and leaving. 

You quickly grab your stuff from the library and rush out the doors, getting into Steve’s car you notice how clean it is. “Nice car harrington” you remark before he pulls out of the car park, he chuckles “thanks” as he turns on the radio for some music. 

Later on that evening, long after Steve dropped you off, you start thinking about the whole situation that happened earlier in your head. ‘What does he even mean? He cares about me? And I’m one the most “amazing” people he's ever met?’

You shrug it off he was probably playing you like he did all those other girls, no one would even take a second look at you. You ignore it before you have another panic attack and start reading before you fall into a comfortable sleep. 

The next day you felt slightly on edge, anyone that talked to you that morning you just shut them out no matter who they were, especially Steve.

“Hey y/n, how are you feeling today?” Steve says as he walks up to your locker, “Fine thanks” you answer moodily. Steve gives you a funny look, but chooses to ignore your apparent bad mood.

Throughout the whole day you felt that feeling you had yesterday slowly come back in, you didn't have a particular reason why, but maybe it was because your Biology teacher came over and started talking to you about the essay, or maybe it was because of Steve, or maybe it was your parents.

Whatever reason it was, it sure was giving you hell that day, you avoid Steve for the rest of the day too, leaving classes before everyone else, taking the long way to classes he was in about almost every class you took, and at lunchtime that day you sat in the library and study rather than meet up with friends at the cafeteria. 

Steve knew there was something wrong so he left the cafeteria to look for you, he found you once again in the library. 

“Y/n what's wrong?” he asks as he sits on the ground next to you, “There's nothing wrong Steve I just… I don't even know anymore” you close the book you were reading and start packing up, “I have to go Steve I’m sorry-”, you were cut off by Steve blocking your path. 

“Y/n please talk to me, just like you did yesterday please” he begs looking down at you, you look down at the ground not because you were scared or about to cry, but because you got all shy and was blushing because he was standing so close to you that you could smell the cologne he uses. 

You two walk out into the hall and face each other, ‘Just say what you feel y/n’, you take a deep breath. 

“Steve I was thinking last night and what you said yesterday didnt make any sense at all, well to me it didn't” you stand there staring at him expectantly. He smiles and runs his hands through his mess of hair, ‘god don't do that’, you blink trying to stop yourself from thinking that way about Steve because it was weird. Right?

“Y/n I’ve kind of been wanting to tell you for ages but, I like you” he shrugs as he finishes his sentence, “Well yeah obviously or else we wouldn't be here” you say slightly confused. 

“No y/n I mean I LIKE like you” he looks at you waiting for a reaction, 

“Are you serious Harrington? Out of all the girls at this school that's hotter than me you like ME?!” you were in shock but at the same time you were giddy as hell. 

“Yes, y/n I mean it I mean the whole thing, in fact do you wanna go to the park up the road? You know just for a little date or something.” he chuckles nervously as he waits for your answer. 

You’d always had a crush on Steve for ages, and now he feels the same?! All the feelings you felt before all melted away to nothing, you were ecstatic. 

“Yes of course I would Steve” you giggle as he scoops you up in a hug, for the rest of the day he couldnt get rid of the stupid grin on his face...

Yup lol

Fuck off im so in love with this fictional man it’s embarrassing

𝕀𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥│Steve Harrington x Reader imagine

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝔻𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥...

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 :), 𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜, 𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕒𝕫𝕫

𝕒/𝕟: ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕪'𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥😃

You laughed as you tried to hit Mike with a pillow for almost spilling his drink on the white carpet. “Watch it Wheeler you’ll be paying for that” you laughed as he backed away saying, “Oooh scary”. 

You’re sitting in the living room of your house,  telling scary stories with Dustin and his friends, as the oldest one in the house you thought it would be fun to do so, but Lucas and Will looked scared asf. 

With what y’all have already gone through for the past 2 years fighting interdimensional monsters and evil russians nothing seemed as scary to you anymore. 

“Okay I’m bored now” Max exclaims, “Can we talk about something else?”. 

“Hmmm, I don't know what do y’all wanna talk about?” you ask them as they start thinking about what to talk about. 

“How about you and Steve?” yells Dustin from across the room,

“Yeah that's a no” you laugh, You and Steve were just friends, though for a long time you’ve wanted to change that, you just never gathered the courage to do so.

“Awww come on y/n!!” the girls whined, however the boys were acting like they didn't care although doing a very bad job at it. 

“Guys come on there's nothing to tell, never will be” you sigh as you scan the faces before you. 

“Bullshit y/n” Dustin's sneers, “Hey language Mr” you say sternly.

“Besides I already had a good story to tell” you imply leading the conversation to a close. They all sat on the floor with the lights out and wrapped in blankets, the only light source being the night shade light, you sat on the sofa facing them starting off the story.

(Cut to end of your story telling)

“And even today people claim to hear her, knocking on doors, windows, etc..., the end.” you say cheerfully as you sit up properly. 

The kids looked frightened as hell, “Come on guys we’ve fought things scarier than this” you roll your eyes as you start cleaning up. 

“Yeah but still you never know, always assume the worst” Dustin says getting up to help you. It was only midnight and you all still had the whole night to yourselves. 

“Max and El wanna come help me get some more snacks?” you ask them, they shrugged, “Sure!”they replied following you into the kitchen”.

You girls are giggling in the kitchen when you hear a loud banging on the door. You and the girls froze looking at each other, it's probably one of the boys, 

because who would come out this late in the night? you thought so you relaxed a bit. 

That's when you heard the boys running to the kitchen, “Shit I think someones here!” Mike whispers yells. 

As the boys grab mops and broom sticks your fear returned once more. There's more banging on the door this time louder. 

“Did you look out the window?!” you ask Lucas, he quickly shook his head, running off with the girls into the main hallway. 

“Shit, shit, shit” you grab a kitchen knife and sprint out of the kitchen following the kids to the front door. 

You stand at the door holding the doorknob, “Okay when I open this door we attack okay?” you whisper to them, they nod showing they understood.

You took a deep breath as you slowly turned the knob opening it...

“STEVE?!?'' Everyone yelled all at once, you drop the knife onto the floor and tackled the tall figure in front of you to the floor.

“You frickin IDIOT Harrington you scared us to death!!” you punch him on the arm as he winces in pain. You realise you were both on the floor, you on top of him.

“Shit okay I’m sorry I should've called or something I know that now” Steve puts his hands up surrendering, and looking slightly scared because there was a knife right next to his head.

 You blush as you realise the kids were watching, you get up dust yourself off and pull Steve up. 

“Why are you even here?” Dustin says suspiciously.

“I came here to see- you know what none of your shit heads business” Steve says slightly annoyed, then he turns to you. 

“Can we talk y/n?” he asks, your heart did a little leap, why do I feel like this? It’s only Steve jeez. You thought. Then he turns to the kids that were still standing at the door, “Alone” he states to them, they clear off pretty sharpish. 

“So what did you want to talk about Harrington?” you say taking a seat on the steps and patting the space next to you for Steve, he takes it before talking. 

“So somethings been playing on my mind lately and its fucking with my head y/n it really is” he looks at your lips as he says this. 

“Oh yeah and what's that Harrington?” you ask almost mockingly. He chuckles before talking again, “Do you wanna go on a date with me?” he blurted out.

You looked at him weirdly thinking it was a joke, “Funny joke Harring-” before you could continue your sentence, he grabs your face and pulls you towards his lips kissing you passionately. 

Your first instinct was to pull away from him but one his hand found the back of your head and pushed yours against his, and two the kiss felt bloody brilliant. 

You smile against Steve's lips lifting your hand to play with his hair, he groans against your lips, you giggle as a reply. 

“HEY HARRINGTON GET OFF MY SISTER WILL YOU?!?!” 

You and Steve spring apart looking at the window looking into the living room, Dustin banging on the window and shouting. 

“Yeah that's what I thought” Dustin does the whole, I’m-watching-you thing with his fingers squinting slightly. You laughed at how overprotective and funny your little brother can be, Steve laughed along too.

You walk to the front door opening it, you turn back facing Steve, “You coming in dork?”, he nods as he locks his car sprinting towards the door. 

You both walk into the living room with the kids waiting for you.

“Oh so you two are a thing now?” Dustin asks, you shrug with Steve doing the same. 

“None of your business lil mite” you said using the nickname you’ve given him since he was a newborn. 

For the next 3 hours you, Steve and the kids ate snacks, told stories, did weird dances that Mike could not get that got you all laughing till there were tears in your eyes and your throats hurt.

“Alright squirts time for bed I reckon” you announce, you could tell they were tired out, even Steve. 

You grabbed a pile of blankets from a cupboard setting up beds for the kids. When you finished you and Steve went upstairs,

“You can stay if you want Steve” you smiled at him tiredly, he smiles back with the same smile.

“Thought I dont think you’d be very comfortable sleeping in those jeans of yours” you laugh as he looks down and shakes his head, “I don't think so either y/n” he replies. 

You giggle as you toss him one of your oversized t-shirts and tell him to get changed in the bathroom, you sit on your bed as you wait for him. 

Wait, where's Steve gonna sleep? You could kick him downstairs with the kids but you wanted him with you, you giggle at the thought. 

“What are you giggling about y/n?” you’re startled by the voice and look up with Steve looking at you weirdly. Then you realize he's wearing his boxers only.

You couldn’t contain yourself any longer, you jumped up from the bed, closed the door behind Steve, grabbed his collar and kissed him roughly right there and then. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this Steve” you whisper as he wraps his hands around your waist pulling you closer. 

“Mmm I’m guessing a long time” he mumbles against your lips, moving down to your neck, while tugging off your shirt. 

You moaned his name as you felt him find your sweet spot, making him smile against your skin encouraging him to go further.

He pushes you lightly onto the bed taking off your shirt before getting on top of you. You were still in your bra and shorts, Steve looked at you asking for permission, you nod eagerly making him chuckle.

“Looks like someones keen” he mumbles against your skin, as he trails kisses from your stomach to your shorts. He pulls your shorts down painfully slowly with his teeth, all while keeping eye contact with you. 

He throws your shorts across the room carelessly and turns his attention back to the task at hand. He bites his lips at the sight of your black lace panties separating him from your (already) soaked heat. 

You could've climaxed right there and then because as he sat there admiring you his jaw tensed all while running his hand through his thick hair, god you just wanted to tangle your fingers up in his hair…

“You’re so pretty princess, so so pretty, and it's all mine” he whispers this before he drags your panties down with one finger, flicking it away. He buries his face in between your legs, with your hands instantly in his hair moaning as you felt him run his tongue along your folds. 

Your other hand instantly flew to cover your mouth from being too loud, you forgot the kids were downstairs. It wasn't an easy task you didn’t know Steve was THIS good with his tongue, you threw your head back in pleasure loving every second of it, you bit your lip to keep your moans and whines suppressed as he ate you out.

He pulls away reconnecting with your lips into another heated kiss, “You tasted so good sweetheart, do you think you could take daddy in that pretty little cunt of yours?” he whispered in your ear as he gave you another mark of his on your neck. 

You were taken back a little at Steve's daddy kink, but god did you love it. “Mhm” you moaned your reply as he lined himself up with you, entering you slowly.

You weren't a virgin but Steve stretched you out in a way that made you feel like you were, arching your back your nails scratched his back possibly drawing blood. 

“Yes princess, show daddy how much he fills you up and stretches your tight cunt hmm” he moans in your ear, you let out a high pitched moan as a reply feeling simply dizzy with the pleasure he was giving you. 

He kisses you everywhere as he thrusts into you, hitting that g-spot evertime, making it very hard for you to keep quiet, you could taste the blood from biting your lips so hard. 

And Steve whispering praise and dirty things in your ears wasn't a help either, 

“Oh fuck princess, I’m gonna cum, cum with me okay?” he grunts as he kisses you to cover up your moans, you ended up moaning loudly into the kiss sending both of you over the edge.  

Your bodies intertwined like this was the best feeling ever, moving rhythmically but steady and the sounds you two were like music to your ears, and Steve seemed to think so too. 

Once you two came down from your high, you started getting dressed back into your PJ’s, Steve held up your panties, “I’m keeping these” he declares, folding them neatly and placing it in the back pocket of his jeans. 

“Whatever Harrington '' you rolled your eyes and laughed at him, you two get on the bed cuddling up to each other.

“Oh and I’d love to go on a date with you Steve” you mumble against his chest, making him smile as you two fell into a deep slumber…