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ladykailitha · 2 months

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The Harrington Pattern Part 9

As you guys wanted, here's me doubling up on posting days. It will (hopefully) be twelve hours apart so that each chapter can get some love.

In this chapter we have a lot of flirting between Eddie and Steve. The Party being "meh" *shrugs shoulders* at Steve being bi. And Robin being the most soulmate a guy could ask for.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

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That night they were all gathered to watch the amateur theatrical society put on Much Ado About Nothing.

Even the ones who had been reluctant to join in were doubled over in laughter at the trick the Prince pulled on Beatrice and Benedict. The way they cried when Hero was accused of cheated on Claudio. And cheered when it was resolved happily ever after.

Mike complained about it all the way to the car. “We were forced to read this play in eighth grade and I hated it. I never knew it was funny.”

Eddie put his arm around his shoulder. “That is the unfortunate side effect of the education system. They suck the joy out of all of everything.”

“Normally I’m rolling my eyes at Eddie’s rants,” Robin said, “but I’m going to have to agree with him on this one. They just want sanitized versions of everything.”

Steve nodded. “Like what’s with the jump in American history when we stop in eighth grade at the Civil War and then all the way to WWII in eleventh grade, with only a brief mention of WWI as it related to WWII. Are they really trying to tell us that nothing happened in those eighty years of note? Like the fuck?”

Mike blinked at him. “Holy shit, I never even realized.”

The kids looked around at each other in shock.

“They push math and science,” Eddie continued, “but shit on everything else, except sports.”

He winced when realized what he had said. He looked over at Steve with an apology on his lips, but Steve was nodding.

“And they have to be the right sports, too,” Steve agreed. “Wrestling, swimming, soccer...anything outside the big three baseball, football, or basketball. Trust me, I got a lot of flack on being on the swim team. It was ‘gay’.”

“What?” Will squawked. “Why?”

Eddie licked his lips. “Little, teeny, tiny uniforms.” He emphasized the point holding his fingers not that far apart.

Dustin snorted. “Can’t be any worse than the basketball shorts.”

Steve looked upwards as he chewed on the bottom of his lip.

Dustin’s eyes bulged out of his head. “How much worse are we talking about here?”

“Speedo.”

Lucas frowned. “What the fuck is a Speedo?”

Eddie was practically vibrating in his skin. “Can I tell them, Stevie? Can I please?”

Steve let out a little sigh. The sigh the Party lovingly called his mom sigh. It was the sound he made when he knew no mater what he did it was going to end badly for him, so he just...let it happen.

He waved at Eddie to go ahead.

“Instead of swim trunks, that have a leg on them,” Eddie crowed, “Speedos are swim underpants. They cover the junk, the ass, and that’s it.”

“And you deliberately wore these things?” Max asked in interest. More interest than Lucas or any of the guys were comfortable with.

“I’m good at it,” Steve said, blush creeping up his ears and down his throat from the stain on his cheeks. “The uniform wasn’t as bad Eddie’s making it out to be.”

Gareth snorted. “Nope, they really are that bad. There was a period of time where–”

Eddie slammed his hand over Gareth’s mouth. “There’s no need to tell them about that, Gare.”

Steve looked over at Brian.

“Your senior year Eddie forced all of Hellfire to watch your meets.”

“Bri!” Eddie protested.

Steve looked over at Eddie and raised an eyebrow. “You like the...what was you it called it,” he said tapping his finger on his lips, “the ‘little, teeny, tiny’ uniform, Eds?”

Eddie threw his arms in the air. “I am but a gay man in a small town, so sue me!”

“I always preferred the lifeguard uniforms at the community pool,” Steve said. “Less wedgies.”

“Babe,” Eddie scoffed, “those shorts and tank left very little to the imagination. At least with the Speedo you knew what you were getting. With the lifeguard uniform it was all fantasy.”

Steve laughed. “I bet you were the kind who faked drowning to get CPR from their favorite lifeguard.”

“I can honestly say, I’ve never done that.”

“Yeah?” Steve asked all smiles. “Can you prove that?”

Eddie got up close to him and whispered, “Yeah, darlin’. I think I would have remembered you rescuing me before the Upside Down.” He winked at him and sauntered off. The rest of the band hastily said their goodbyes and hurried after their ride home.

Steve’s face was as red as his old life guard uniform. “Right. Let’s get home, yeah?”

Dustin eye’s narrowed at him for a moment. “Steve Harrington, are you crushing on my DM?”

The remaining eight looked at Dustin in shock.

“Dude!” Will hissed. “You can’t just ask that in public! What if someone overheard you?”

Dustin looked around and waved his hand around him. “There is literally no one here. I wouldn’t do that if I didn’t think it was a safe time to ask. But I’m going home with my mom as soon as she gets here and I will not be stymied.”

Steve ducked his head. “And if I did like boys, that would be okay with everyone?”

Everyone just looked around at each other and there was this collective shrug.

“Do you still like girls?” Max asked, genuinely curious.

Steve nodded shyly.

Lucas frowned. “You can like both?”

“Like David Bowie!” El said with her serene smile. “He likes both. Freddie Mercury from Queen, too.”

Steve snapped his fingers. “Exactly like that, El!”

Her smile grew.

“It’s okay if you like Eddie that way,” Mike said softly.

All the heads snapped to look at him.

He rolled his eyes. “Yes, okay. I have a lot to work on regarding the whole Lucas thing, but I’m not a complete ass.”

“Thank you,” El said and kissed his cheek. “You just have a lot growing up to do. We all do. We just need to give each other the chances to do so safely. Or at least that’s what Joyce keeps telling me.”

Steve gave her a hug. “Thanks, Supergirl.”

He looked out at all his friends. The people who were more his family then his own parents.

“I might have a small...” he raised his finger and thumb, “crush on a certain metalhead DM who recently joined the Party in March...”

Robin scoffed. “And by little he means huge!” She spread out her arms all the way out.

Dustin’s head snapped around to Steve. “If you two get together, he better treat you right. You deserve it.”

Steve blinked. Considering how Dustin had worded his original question, he had been sure that Dustin was going to him not to break Eddie’s heart.

He gave Dustin a hug and kissed the top of his head.

He really shouldn’t have doubted this kid.

Just then, Claudia pulled up in her station wagon and Dustin, El, Will and Mike all piled in after saying their goodbyes.

“He totally has the hots for you, by the way,” Max said dryly.

Steve blinked at her for a moment. “How do you know that? Does he spend all his days learning alt rock on his guitar or something for me?”

Max just blinked at him. “Huh. You aren’t as stupid as I thought.” And then she just started walking toward the car.

Steve scratched his cheek thoughtfully. “So to make sure I got this right, Max is saying Eddie has the hots for me because he’s been learning my favorite songs for me on his guitar?”

“That’s what it sounded like to me, man,” Lucas said with a half shrug.

“I’m with Lucas on this one,” Robin agreed. “So maybe you should do what I’ve been suggesting for the last three weeks and you know ASK HIM OUT!”

Lucas giggled.

“Shush you,” Steve admonished. “Get to the car.” He pointed at Robin. “You are spending the night with me to help plan out something cool.”

Robin saluted and Lucas just rolled his eyes and they all walked to the car to end another great night at the fair.

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“Let’s play to your strengths,” Robin said, sitting cross-legged on Steve’s bed.

“Sports, sewing, and history,” Steve said, ticking them off on his fingers. “Fat lot of good that’s going to do me. It’s not as though I can whip out something overnight as a token of my affection.”

She rolled her eyes. “It doesn’t have to be something fancy. You could do something small. Like maybe use that fancy red thread you got at the weavers yesterday.”

He blushed. “I wouldn’t know where to start. Everything I know how to make is either winter stuff or something he’d never use.”

“He uses that handkerchief all the time,” Robin pointed out. “You could do something like that.”

Steve flopped dramatically on his back. “Not if he knew it was made from that fancy thread I got. He’d want to protect it.”

Robin had to give him that one. Because that would be an Eddie thing to do. And while the sentiment was sweet it would make Steve sad that he never used it.

Suddenly Steve sat up. “Oh!”

She blinked at him. “What’s ‘oh’?”

“He was telling me just last week,” he explained, “that the bag he used to hold all his dice for their game got a hole in it and it kept spilling the dice all over the inside of his backpack!”

Robin grinned. “Let’s pick out the best material to match that pretty thread.”

Steve nodded. “I just have to make a quick phone call to find out how big the bag should be and I can have this done in no time at all.”

He called Dustin and told him his idea. Dustin was ecstatic and told him everything he needed to know.

Robin and Steve then dug into his material stores and picked out a nice black felt and a satin red lining to make doubly sure Eddie wouldn’t lose the dice down the gaping maw that was his backpack.

He then showed Robin how to make patterns and cut them. Then he got to work.

Even with how easily Robin got bored, she watched the whole time with fascination. How he embroidered his pattern into what would be the front of the bag. How quickly and evenly Steve stitched the pieces of cloth together. He explained the process every step of the way and her eyes just lit up.

He turned the bag right side out and fitted it with silver draw string. He pulled it taut and held it up to Robin to see.

She reached out and gently took it from him. “That’s so cool. You do a bunch of these at work and send them to Katie as way to gauge reactions to your work, while you make bigger pieces.”

Steve licked his lips. “You really think these would sell?”

“And I think Eddie would be pleased as punch that he got the first official Harrington Pattern design.”

Steve took it back from her and smiled. “That would make it even more special, wouldn’t it?”

Robin grinned. “Yes, yes it would.”

He threw his arms around her. “You’re the best soulmate anyone could possibly ask for.”

She blushed but held him tight. “You too, Stevie.”

When Steve finally pulled back he tapped his finger on his lips. “Now what to make you.”

Robin squealed. “But you already made something awesome. The pirate costume was amazing, you don’t have to do more just because you made Eddie something.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Yes, but I just tailored the clothes. I didn’t make them. I want to make you something.”

She scoffed. “Like the only thing I need are gloves for marching band. Since I have to have hand-me-downs, they are either too tight or way too big.”

His eyes lit up. “I’ve never made gloves before. That would be fun and interesting to try.”

“How would you even measure something like that?” Robin asked, a small amount of hope creeping into her voice.

Steve grinned. “Do you remember those ugly ass hand turkeys they made us draw in elementary school?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Just. Like. That.”

Her eyes went wide. “Wait are you serious?”

Steve just grinned.

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Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

I'm not 100% sure my history experience in school is universal in the US, but in order to bridge the gap you actually had to an elective history class called Twentieth Century. Like it was straight up bullshit. And before you ask, you can bet your ass I took that class. It was taught by my favorite teacher. Of course I took that class.

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spicy-apple-pie · 2 months

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🔥

On Jason Todd and Tim Drake-sibling relationship

“Meh meh meh they hate each other in canon! They despise the other! Meh meh-“ SHUT UP THEY ARE BROTHERS AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!!!

Like, I think this is the problem of having Jason wallowing in his trauma and just trapping him in an angry state. I don’t think Tim liked Jason as Robin as much as Dick, but he probably still thought that he was awesome and kicked ass.

I read this one fic, I totally forget the name of it, but basically Jason comes to kill Tim in his own home and Tim right in the middle of being beaten to a pulp is like “have you read hamlet?”

And Jason fucking stops to help him with his homework!! Like it’s so good and Jason even saves Tim from his murderous English teacher.

I FOUND IT GO READ IT!!!

#thank you for the ask!!#shut up spicy #tim Drake #jason Todd #Batman

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 1 year

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Bruce Wayne is used to ransom calls. They happen often enough despite his children's training, though it doesn't help that they sometimes purposely get themselves captured to later mock the kidnappers but he digressed.

This call was different. "We have Tim Drakes children" what did that even mean? Did they kidnap some random infants with black wisps of hair and blue eyes and just hope that Tim miiight have had a night of indiscretion in the last year or so to be concerned about?

Spoiler was the first on scene, actively teasing Red Robin about the whole fiasco. He swears they couldn't possibly be his and this had to be a scam of some kind. They had been assessing the situation from the rafters of the warehouse when another guy who looked like prime Batman Adoption Bait stormed the place and beat the crap out of the guys before zooming over to the infants.

The pair nodded at eachother and leaped down from the rafters and landed behind the man. He whirled around, holding the kids protectively to his chest, careful to support thier heads.

They asked him to confirm if he's the father which he did so readily. Red Robin got a wierd feeling though and asked to get a swab for testing, just to be sure.

The guy refused. That wasn't overly suspicious but the defensive way he acted was. Were these not his children? The bats chose to try a different tactic and asked him to wait for the police to arrive so they could confirm he was the twins father.

He ran.

Danny was having one of the worst days of his afterlife, and trust him, he's had some rough days. Being chased through Gotham at night by its local terrifying vigilantes while trying not to drop or harm the babies was hard, especially since he was trying to hide his powers. But really, what was he supposed to do?

He can't exactly just say "a ghost with genie powers overheard my mom wish for grandbabies from me and granted that wish but screwed us by making the other half of the babies DNA that of some random rich guy from another reality?" Cause thats going to go over soooo well.

Why do they care so much anyway? He doubts they're going to make the guy pay child support, not that Danny needs it. Then again its probably better to stay in this world where no one knows who he is and his children are safer...from his parents OSHA violations if nothing else.

Vlad couldn't enter this universe cause he couldn't get past the "source wall" whatever that was, but Danny and his babies had no problems so meh.

The bats had him cornered and hiding invisibly inside an abandoned arcade (why were so many places in this city abandoned???) the bats kept combing through the place looking for him. He knew they were about ready to give up looking for him when one of the babies sneezed.

The next thing he knew the littlest bat, Robin was right next to him, "Found you." Then he was knocked out.

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heartburriedinvenice · 2 years

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Next Week

( steve harrington x reader )

in which you just want to rent Back to the Future but every week it has already been rented and every time you come back to check Steve Harrington says it will be back. . . next week and for some reason, you still believe him.

in which two lovesick idiots have to make stupid excuses to talk to each other.

content warning mild cursing, steve being an idiot, the reader being an idiot, robin being the only smart one, and steve's awful description of the back to the future plot

a / n i love steve harrington so here's this... the last piece of happiness on this account before i drop so much angst with no mercy ( and then after that a robin fluff piece ) i believe you can survive this war but before that happens enjoy this mess!!

You had noticed a few things about the video store in Hawkins, Indiana. One, Keith didn’t work there alone anymore. Two, the cute boy working there always made your hands unnecessarily sweaty. And three, they never seemed to have the movies you were looking for.

It started a few weeks ago. Your sister wanted to watch a movie that weekend after missing the showing of Back to the Future due to the unfortunate mall fire that knocked out a whole block of town. So the two of your drove to the gas station, bought a bunch of junk food, and headed to the video store. Though as soon as you walked in, you noticed the idiot who would quiz you for around twenty minutes on every movie you returned, and no you weren’t exaggerating, your sister had timed it, was no longer at the counter. But instead, the fallen king of Hawkins High, Steve Harrington, him and his hair in all its glory. You weren’t sure how his dethroning as king resulted in him getting stuck working at the video store by the arcade, for half a second you question if it was even him or maybe some weirdly similar look alike. But no, no it was Steve, you would know it anywhere. And just like any day, you had made your way to the counter, smiling at the boy who almost immediately smiled back upon meeting your gaze.

“Hi,” you greeted.

“Hey,” he replied, reciting the lines Keith had gotten him to memorize after repeating them to him probably fifty times. “I’m Steve, welcome to Hawkins Family Video, where we bring movies to you, what can I do for you today?”

“I know who you are, Steve” you said, though immediately you wished you could turn back time find a time machine and jump backwards at how creepy it sounded. “Shit, I didn’t mean that to sound so creepy! Im sorry, I just, we went to the same high school. Well of course we went to the same high school but you know-”

“No! No, it’s good,” Steve replied, slightly stumbling over his words. “I, uh, I didn't think you were being creepy. What can I do for you today?”

“Oh, yeah, I was looking for Back to the Future,” you replied.

“Back to the Future’ huh?” He replied.

“Yeah,I didn’t really get to see it after the whole mall burning down and all, you know?”

He only nodded, you noticing him visibly tensing up at you comment. Passing it off as nothing but it being a stranger memory, a tragedy for a small town like Hawkins, something that didn’t happen often. It was weird, the tiniest bit unsettling.

“If i'm being honest, the movie was pretty meh. Like just okay. Pretty low on the movie scale for me. I got to see it, it was a little confusing,” Steve explained, his voice slightly dropping into a whisper. “Not to spoil anything, but I’m pretty sure, the mom in that movie is trying to bang her son...so…”

You stared at him for a second, waiting for him to say he was joking. But nothing came, only silence as you stared back at him with wide eyes, your voice dropping into a whisper to match his.

“Wait, you aren’t joking?” you asked.

“I mean, I work at a video store, would I be steering you wrong?” He asked.

“There’s no way! No way!” You practically yelled. “That’s messed up, they played that here? How did the PTA at the schools not go insane?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to say! No one believes me,” he agreed.

“I gotta see this movie,” you said, a quiet laugh escaping at the end of your words.

“Ill go ahead and find that for you,” he offered as he walked backwards towards the back room, bumping into the door in the process. “I’ll be right back.”

And he didn’t lie, not long after the boy headed back out of the backroom, you quickly realizing he was in fact empty handed.

“I’m sorry, just realized someone came in earlier and rented our last copy,” he tried to explain, running a hand through his hair.

“Oh,”you replied, slightly deflating after the anticipation built up for the movie. “That’s okay, I’ll just rent something-.”

“But you can come back next week!” He interrupted, practically yelling. “It will be back next week…”

“Yeah? Okay. Cool, great! Sounds like a plan,” you replied with a slight nod. “Guess I’ll see you next week?”

“Yep, next week, see you then,” he replied, his words coming out in an awkward kind of manner.

With a quick smile at the boy, you made your way towards the door, not even noticing that your hands were starting to become extremely clammy. Only stopped by the sound of Steve’s voice once again.

“Hey! What’s your name?” He asked. “You know, so I can keep track of who wants the movie next?”

And so you gave him your name, writing it down on a piece of paper because of his claimed horrible memory watching as he tucked it into his pocket as you exited yhe store. A smile glued to your face and a giddy somewhat nauseating feeling in your stomach as you made your way back into the car, almost forgetting the fact your sister was waiting for you. Scratch that, completely forgetting your sister was waiting for you.

“Did you get the movie?” She asked, practically groaning the sentence out.

“What?” You asked, buckling your seatbelt.

“The movie” She replied like it was the most obvious thing. “Where is it?”

“Oh! Shit, yeah, that’s why we're here! Um, they didn’t have it, we'll have to watch it next week,” you replied nonchalantly, as something that once would have annoyed you had zero effect on your mood. “The boy who worked there said it would be back next week, wrote my name down and everything.”

The younger girl let out another groan as she dramatically collapsed back into her seat.

“Fine. But don’t expect me to watch the fucking ‘Outsiders’ with you again.”

And It went on for a few weeks, you making your way to the video store every Friday night with the same answer from the boy. One would question the validity of his statement, that it would be there next week, your sister had called you a fucking idiot. Her newfound revaluation that she could say a curse word without being struck by lightning completely shifting her vocabulary.

One night you even asked for a different movie you were pretty sure no one would be watching, but of course it just so happened to have gotten rented. You didn’t mind though all that much, though you would never admit it out loud, you didn’t mind it at all. Because each time you walked in you were greeted by Steve Harrington and some sort of memorable conversation. Steve Harrington. Who was actually pretty nice company, no matter how much of a dork you had realized he was. And no matter how many times you told yourself to just watch something at your house or borrow something from your friend, you continued to drive up to the same store, only to be given the same answer. And no matter how many times your sister had called you oblivious, you ignored the metaphorical butterflies that attacked the walls of your stomach. Maybe it was those conversations, the conversations that caused you to stay way longer than you intended? The conversations that ranged from joking about Keith to talking about stuff that left the two of you there up until closing. Whatever it was, you couldn’t help yourself from coming back.

Just like any other Friday, you parked your car outside of the store, your sister no longer tagging along as she knew you weren’t getting the movie but instead a hour long conversation she would have to sit through in pure boredom. Opening the door, the little bell rang, and you were immediately caught off guard by someone else at the counter. There stood a girl, close to your age from what you could tell. Her shoulder length blonde hair was covering her face as she looked at some book that laid on the counter. Hesitantly, you made your way to the counter, feeling somewhat out of place without having the perfect haired, idiot staring at you. Like you were in a whole other building.

“Hi,” you stated, the blonde haired girl looking up from her book. Feeling as if this was somehow your first time stopping in.

“Hello,” the girl replied, gaze back on her book as she flipped to the next page.

“I come in here every week looking for Back to the Future, I’m pretty sure Steve has my name written down,” you tried to explain to the girl. “I was just wondering if it was finally here to rent?”

“‘Back to the Future’?” The girl asked, as if you were stupid.

“Yeah…” you replied, doubting yourself for a second.

“What do you mean it hasn’t been here?” asked the girl, whose name you had picked up as Robin from her name tag. “Nobody has rented that movie for like the past two months.”

“But...I, he told me,” you said, at a loss for words.

“Well Stevie told you wrong,” said Robin, with a slight laugh, setting the book aside to set her full attention on you. “What’s your name again?”

“Y/N,” you simply replied.

“No way! Your’re the famous Y/N?” said Robin with a awestruck kind of enthusiasm. “I have been waiting to meet you. No wonder he was so upset about missing work today. He hates work, I was so surprised he even cared that much that he couldn’t be here but-”

“Famous?” You asked, the word sticking out in the midst of her ramble.

“Yeah, it’s not everyday that Steve Harrington has been so encompassed by a girl that he has to fake that ‘Back to the Future’ isn’t here just to get her back,” Robin said, a laugh following her words, almost bending over from how hard she was laughing. “What an idiot!”

“What do you mean by fake?”

“That it was gone. It was a plan to talk to you again. Oh he’s gonna kill me if he knew I told you,” she explained. “But he needs to get it over with and just ask you out. There is no way he strung it out this long!“

You stood there astonished, not even sure what to say back in response. Now your turn to wear that awestruck looks What were you even supposed to say? Where was the lesson on what to do in this type of situation?

“Is he still here?” You asked, part of you wanting to see him, the other wishing to run away and not look back.

“No matter how much I want to see this go down, sadly he had something today,” she replied. “I’m closing up tonight, but you know, I’m sure he’ll be here next week.”

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findafight · 2 years

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Oh my god!!! That Steve/baby sister fic!!! If you ever want to build it out more I’d be obsessed (ie the party + extended party’s reactions, hop + Joyce and how everyone pitches in)

╰⁠(⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)⁠╯ awwww anon!!!!!

Honestly I have been thinking about it and I know I put in the tags of the original post, buuuut. Robin called Steve Bud or Buddy which morphed into Bubba when they are being particularly soft with each other, and the baby (who I am possibly leaning towards calling Tina so her nickname can be Tintin because it's cute idk) picks up on it so calls Steve her Bubba. Also because "he's my big brother" can sort of become "he's my Bubba!" If words are smushed together by baby babble

But before all that, Steve (who walked to work that day because he didn't have a baby car seat yet and wasn't going to leave his baby sister whom he always wanted and loves so dearly already ALONE or worse. With their FATHER.) goes to, of all people, Mrs. Wheeler for help. He'd go to Joyce but she's working and Karen Wheeler has the youngest kid he knows so is the best bet for maybe getting some tips and also maybe a carrier because the bjorn isn't going to cut it for long. So he goes and Mr. Wheeler immediately thinks Steve's Accidental Baby Acquisition is due to Steve's own recklessness. (Steve is a prolific lover, sure, but he's smart and safe about it! When he was thirteen his dad sat him down for a talk about not wanting the disgrace of a shotgun wedding and his grandpa gave him a run down of venereal diseases he saw (didn't mention having but. Well.) His pals have in WWII that put the fear of God in him regarding unsafe sex. Moreso than the potential babies. So. He's always very careful. For this very reason!! Except apparently his dad didn't use his own advice but Steve isn't complaining because, once again, he always wanted a little sibling.)

Anyways the wheelers are like ohhhh a Harrington Scandal not involving the boy our daughter dated? Okay sure here's Holly's old baby carseat. Hopper is just. He's like. I thought Steve and that kid I kept giving warnings to about selling dope to were a thing and Steve is like "will people stop assuming she's mine!! I know I am a bit of a slut but I am terrified of chlamydia!!! And even if this WAS my fault (which it is not and also she's a gift I love you little baby sister you're the light of my life) I am taking responsibility for it so maybe we all need to be a little less judgy hmmm??"

Joyce and Karen give him some hand me down baby clothes and books, some good tips about feeding and burping and things like that, and Claudia and Sue offer to come passive aggressively congratulate Steve's dad.

Dustin is a little jealous because this Steve Time is going to be encroached upon by This Literal Infant but Steve is like Dustin... you are my Little Brother... My silly pal...Now you have a sister too!! 🥰 And Dustin is like Oh Shit That's Right and proceeds to try to teach this Literal Infant, it cannot be stressed enough that she is a few months old and cannot stay sitting up by herself, how to build a radio.

Eddie is just trying to not have a heart attack from the concentration of Pure Longing activated by seeing Steve With A Baby and has also been forbidden from playing anything loud near them. He is fine and deals with this by writing ballads that make Gareth gag from their sweetness and Jeff have a very knowingly indulgent look when he sees the lyrics. But Gareth lets he hit his drums with he baby hands and Jeff pretends she stole his nose so they aren't that put out by it.

El is Fascinated by the tiny human and asks lots of questions and wants to play with her, give her experiences of softness and kindness right off the bat she knew she herself was denied, so she's often the official baby holder when Steve needs to do something when the Party is around.

The rest of the party is pretty meh on the baby. Sure it's exciting at first but she just kinda becomes part of regular life. They take turns doing actual babysitting for Steve so he can work or run errands or even, gasp, have some normal early adult fun times, but it's all pretty regular. Erica is glad she's not the party baby anymore.

They do however probably secretly fight over who gets to be baby's godparent. Steve isn't allowed to know.

#anonasaurus #steve harrington #big brother steve #the party #stranger things #steddie #platonic stobin #dustin and steve #findaanswers #finda's rambles #finda writes stuff

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Just saw a tweet about Eddie trying to impress Steve by inviting him to a Corroded Coffin concert bc duh being guitarist in a metal band is hot. And Steve is just like meh about it. Sure he thinks Eddie is talented but he doesn’t really get it bc music isn’t his thing. Then Eddie keeps trying all of these things that he thinks will impress Steve (showing off his tattoos, lifting heavy things to show off his muscles, slowmo getting out of the pool shot, other cheesy romcom things) and nothing is working so Eddie is like ‘well i guess he doesn’t like me.’ But then Steve watches a Hellfire Club meeting for the first time and sees how happy Eddie makes the Party (and Eddie isn’t even trying to impress Steve, he’s given up on his unrequited crush, he’s just being himself running a campaign) and is like ‘oh I like him, he makes the people I love happy’ (which to me is Steve’s whole thing, taking care of his chosen family). This then leads to Steve starts flirting with Eddie and Eddie just being like dumbfounded like ‘Wait, what did I do? Is he flirting now, I wasn’t even trying to impress him?’ Not really trusting it Eddie doesn’t make a move, but continues to just be really good with the kids and Robin making Steve crush harder on him. Finally, one day Eddie does something for Steve, some innocuous thing that he doesn’t think twice about but makes Steve absolutely melt (like bringing him a sandwich at Family Video bc Steve never remembers to bring lunch). And Steve is just like ‘can I kiss you? can i date you? bc ur amazing.’ And Eddie is sort of stunned not expecting this he just freezes. Steve seeing this and thinking Eddie isn’t interested and he messed up their friendship starts to stutter and backtrack but Eddie interrupts, slowly cupping Steve’s jaw, causing Steve to stop talking, drawling out a ‘sweetheart… I thought you’d never ask’ and pulling Steve into a sweet, but drawn out kiss. The two of them pulling apart and Steve being like awestruck that the guy he has been crushing on likes him back blurts out ‘you were waiting on me, you like me back? Since when?’ And Eddie is still confused as to how Steve didn’t pick up on how long Eddie was trying to impress Steve and what finally got Steve to like him back explains all of his failed attempts to get Steve to think he was hot and asks Steve ‘what I don’t understand is if you didn’t find me hot, then when did you start to like me back?’ Steve starts blushing thinking back on all of these moments he had to control himself around Eddie bc he was done with flings and sleeping around, he wanted a serious relationship, to find the one. He explains to Eddie that yes all of his attempts at being hot were in fact successful but it wasn’t until he saw how effortlessly, endlessly kind Eddie was to the Party, to Robin, to Steve himself that he started falling for Eddie. Which of course makes Eddie start to blush and become flustered bc no one has ever seen him in that way and he can’t hold himself back from kissing Steve again, longer, deeper, more passionately this time, leaving the both of them breathless as they pull back. Eddie more confident in Steve’s feelings for him begins to smirk leans in toward Steve and jokes ‘so what I’m hearing is you think I’m hot and you want to come over to the trailer tonight to watch a movie with me?’ Steve sees this smugness and (being so fond of Eddie, finding it cute) pulls up his own confidence (and hey, he wasn’t notorious for flirting for nothing) slowly cups Eddie’s jaw and drawls out a ‘sweetheart… i thought you’d never ask.’

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie brainrot #steddie fic #stranger things

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Fangs & Basketball

Werewolf

a Stobin Month 2024 prompt | 162 words | CW: N/A | Rating: G

“I think I could handle being a werewolf,” Steve says, popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth.

Robin makes a ‘meh’ sound.

Steve narrows his eyes and turns to her. “You don’t think so?”

“You’d be a big puppy,” Robin says, “and I don’t know if you would survive against the other werewolves.”

“Who says there are other werewolves?” Steve points to the TV where Teen Wolf is playing. “He’s the only one here.”

“Would you market yourself like he did?” Robin asks, taking the bowl of popcorn from him. “King Steve makes his furry return,” she mocks.

“No way,” Steve says, crossing his arms. “Hawkins could barely handle nerds playing a board game. There’s no way they’d suddenly be cool with me having fangs and claws, no matter how many games I could win.”

Robin hums. “I guess that’s fair.”

Steve reaches over for another handful of popcorn. “Still think I could be a badass werewolf.”

“Whatever you say, dingus.”

Thank you @lady-lostmind for beta reading!

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#ohstars fic #steve harrington #stranger things #robin buckley #stobin month 2024 #ohstars posting challenge #platonic soulmates stobin #platonic stobin #stobin

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devine-fem · 2 months

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What is the real appeal to Damijon?

It seems meh because I’m looking through the tag and it more so seems like people are making up half of what their relationship to each other actually is.

I know exactly what you mean 🥴

I’m sorry for bursting anyones bubble but in canon, Jon is not obsessed with Damian. Jon is not a ray of sunshine and Damian is not the mature one.

It does seem like a lot of posters more so post their oc’s with Jon and Damian’s names attached to it but we should never stray too far from what their relationship actually is to each other; which should be the ship’s appeal in the first place.

It sucks because as one of the main Damijon posters I’ve blocked like half the others and we don’t have that many to begin with.

The appeal of the ship is waaay different, Damian and Jon bump heads because they are both emotionally immature.

If you portray Jon and Damian as best friends at first glance, I’m sorry but you’re very wrong, they had a physical altercation days after meeting.

Damian has the immature tendency to push people away instead of allowing to get close, it shocked him when he realized that Jon would be someone who refused to be pushed away - before they met Damian was promised to be someone Jon was supposed to be partners with for life. Could you imagine his surprised when his first interaction with Damian was him threatening his life?

Anyway, rather these characters bump heads or not, they are close now and will be for the rest of their lives.

The ship is more built on being platonic soulmates but if they were to be a couple, I imagine them coming back to each other when they are older. Only then will they actually be able to hold a relationship with the other. I truly think they could be happy in a relationship and be lifetime partners outside of Robin and Superboy but as Damian Wayne and Jon Kent.

#jondami #super sons #damian wayne #jon kent #supersons #jonathan kent #damijon #asks

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It's kinda funny when people ask me about CBS Ghosts, I usually tell them to give the first six episodes a go, and to try not to be put off by the first two-parter. Because those first two episodes do have a lot of forced jokes, a lot of shot for shot scenes of the UK pilot which feel badly copy and pasted, and a bit too much toilet humor. I almost quit the show after the first two hander and then decided to give it another chance and am glad I did because the show does find its own identity pretty quick after that.

But what's interesting is that, I had a similar experience with the UK version. I did NOT like the show at all on first viewing. My best friend suggested we watch it, I sat through the first three episodes and thought...."meh". Like the plague ghosts got a chuckle out of me but not much else. And I HATED the main ghosts. So much. It kinda had the opposite problem to the US version, while the characters there felt too flat and cheesy, the UK ghosts felt way too mean - not even in a fun way like Red Dwarf or Blackadder. Like the first episode is fine, but in the second one they are all basically torturing a woman who literelly just got out of the hospital after barely surviving - because of them! With the exception of Pat and Kitty, I really didn't want to like any of these guys. And then the third episode, even when they stop tormenting Alison, I found them trying to set the builders up really cringy and a little uncomfortable, especially the scene with planting Alison's wedding ring. These episodes work great on rewatch to see how far the ghosts and Alison's relationship with them develops, but at the time I just wasn't enjoying the show so stopped after that. But my friend continued and kept saying it was amazing.

So a few months later I decide to give it one more try and the next episode up was Free Pass. I think this episode, while not the strongest of S1, is very underrated because this is what won me over and kept me watching. And I think it's because this is the episode where the ghosts are not just annoying assholes. We get to see them as actual people being excited and interested in the film crew. Aside from Robin messing with the lights, the ghosts aren't really a hindrance to anything. Instead it's where we see that Alison is just as unhinged and morally grey as they are - willing to put people at risk in her unstable house for the sake of making some money. The whole thing about her winding Mike up with her celeb crush is also funny and cute. It's also interesting to learn that this was the first episode the guys filmed and you can kinda feel that buzz of them all being excited to start and how it bleeds over into the episode. After that I was hooked.

#cbs ghosts #bbc ghosts

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hellfire--cult · 1 year

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Baring Teeth {Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader} - Ch. 1

Picture for Banner: pitifulbaby

Chapters: Masterlist (Go here to see list of chapters.)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Slow burn, Modern!AU

Warnings: Ab*se, Violence, Mental Health, Cursing, Smut (mild), treat it as a normal Enemies 2 Lovers book, but the A/B/O dynamic will appear at some point.

Crossposted on: Wattpad & AO3

Chapter 1

The world is a mysterious, yet ever changing thing.

A world where once reigned in just two secondary genders at one point. Alpha and Omega. A world where one claimed one another as forever mates, one able to provide of children, the other to be the protector of its pack.

But now it is 2023. The world only reigns in Betas, the middle in between an Alpha and Omega, someone who provides children with the adequate amount of treatments and prescriptions in medications, making them fertile. That is how the world procreated and mutated into just this kind of gender.

This happened once laws started being created, feeling as if Omegas did not have any kind of say in many things, regarding them as small, powerless, and people who were just created for the sole purpose of procreation. That led to forced mating, even rape and abuse. Omegas who did not feel bonded to their Alphas in any way, even Omegas being sold as slaves and breeding machines.

After the 1900's the Omega and Alpha population decreased, and it continued on till the days of today. People dated who they wanted, married who they wanted, and procreated with who they desired and if they desired it.

Alphas and Omegas do not exist.

But mother nature is wise.

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"I do not!" You screamed loudly as you blocked yet another person off from your dating app. Robin was sitting next to you as she laughed loudly, throwing her head back with the bottle of beer in her hand.

"Yes, yes you are picky, and it's time you realize this." She commented, making you squirm in your place.

"Robin, committing to someone is a big deal, it's not that I'm picky cause I want to." You tried to excuse yourself with the faintest of blushes and then Steve looked at the screen and back at you as he took a sip of his beer. The bar you are in was not that crowded yet, the Happy Hour started a few minutes ago, and you had decided with your friends to come by for a drink since it was friday already and the stress from work was eating you up.

"Okay, what did this guy have then?" Steve asked, pointing at the phone. You shrugged, scrunching up your nose as you looked at the picture with the 'Blocked' sign over it.

"Well, he was nice, and all…" You started and Steve hummed, coarsing you to keep going. "But then he started talking about his ex, and that's like, a big red flag." Steve now made a face of disgust and looked at Robin.

"Okay, yeah, she's got a point there Robs." He says with a nod and you look at Robin with an 'I told you so' grin. She just rolled her eyes at you and took another sip of her drink.

"It doesn't take away the fact that you are picky. Last guy, you fucked him, and he wasn't good at it. Then the other girl you rejected because her hair had not been washed for a week, which by the way, it's normal for a healthy scalp! Then there was Thomas, who I don't know why you even rejected." Robin says with a cross of her arms, looking at you and you simply shrugged.

"He was just… He was just that. Meh." You say with a shrug, taking a sip of your daiquiri. Another voice chirps in, making you look up at the bartender in front of you.

"I can say you are picky." Jonathan says while wiping the glass in his hand. He was grinning at you as you sunk in the bar in shame. "Yeah, I have a right to say it."

"It was different with you Jonathan, I just felt like a friendship connection with you, instantly." You say with a wince and a blush. Jonathan had asked you out the first time he met you, and you did go on a date with him because he seemed nice and polite, only to find out that you weren't really attracted to the poor guy. Gladly, he had said the same thing about you, and even if you kissed in order to find that out, there was never awkwardness between you two.

"Yeah, but I did do the whole dating plan, and you still did not want to be with me." He says with a grin looking at Steve.

"And thank god she is picky." Steve says with a smile, leaning over the bar to plant a soft kiss on his boyfriend's lips. You whined as well as Robin, making a disgust noise.

"Can you please not eat in front of the poor?" You say with a whine, taking a sip of your drink.

"Not their problem if you can't get a decent date."

And that was the voice you despised the most, coming right from behind you. Your eyes immediately turned into a glare as you shoot it behind your shoulder.

"Munson. You weren't even in the conversation." You say with a sneer and he shrugged, his dark curls moving over his shoulders, over his dark denim jacket with a smirk on his lips.

"You were loud enough." He says while greeting Steve with a pat to his shoulder.

Eddie Munson. Local owner of a Mechanic shop at the end of the main street, best friends with Steve Harrington, and who you got acquainted with thanks to meeting Robin at work. You've known him for a year, and your first interaction was interesting to say the least.

"Guys, hope you don't mind, I brought my new coworker and new best friend over." Robin said with a smile as she stepped first into the bar, greeting Steve, Nancy, Eddie, Argyle and Jonathan at a booth at the bar.

"New best friend Buckley? Seriously?" Steve asked with an eyebrow raised up as you came out from behind Robin's protective back, showing your face.

"We bonded over Golden Girls." You said with a smile, taking off the office blazer that was over you. Steve directed a smile to you and got up from his seat, putting a hand out to you.

"Of course it's Golden Girls… Steve Harrington." He presented himself and you looked at him, and noticed how good his hair looked, just like Robin had described. You grabbed his hand, shaking it in greeting, never losing your smile, giving him your name.

"And she's Nancy, Jonathan, Argyle my dude, and Eddie." Robin presented as you let go of Steve's hand to give a nod to each person in the booth. They greeted you back, and that made your nerves dissipate just a tiny bit. You were nervous about meeting new people, having moved out of your parent's place from Atlanta and into the new city that is Indianapolis. You just wanted some independence of your own, and you got signed into a very important designer's magazine as an editor.

You left your old life back in Atlanta, wanting to start anew, meet new people, and after you got your degree and some experience in a small editorial in town, you bid your folks goodbye.

Meeting Robin first thing in your new job was like a breather, and it gave you hope in your new life in the big city. She was the one that gave you a tour around the office, and after a month of chit chatting here and there, you came around the fact that Robin was a wonderful human being, and you instantly became best friends, as if it were destiny.

You had, though, declined this invitation from her before, too afraid of meeting new people and feeling like the new branch in a tree that didn't need anymore leaves. This time, she got fed up, and almost dragged you out of the office in order to go drinking with her and her friends.

"Yo, 'sup my dudette." Argyle greeted you, making you smile immediately as you took a seat next to the person you believed she introduced as Eddie, now feeling a certain shiver down your spine as well as a flush to your cheeks.

Because Eddie was handsome.

He had long hair, which was tied up in a small ponytail, wearing a denim vest over a white tank top, his tattoo sleeves showing off on his arms which you couldn't help but stare a bit. He was like the black sheep of the group, because Nancy was wearing a nice pink cardigan, while Argyle had a simple blue shirt on, Steve had a polo shirt on, and Jonathan was wearing the bar's uniform with an apron around his waist, while you and Robin were wearing your office suits.

"So, welcoming gift from the house, whatcha want?" Jonathan said with a smile as he stood at the end of the table. You blinked at the request and tilted your head. "Oh, I am the owner of this bar." He responded with a grin to his face and you made a surprised noise as Robin sat next to you.

"Oh! I didn't know that… Okay uh… Strawberry Daiquiri?" You said with a slight wince, not used to getting things for free really, and he smiled and nodded, walking away to the bar.

"So, what brings you to the big city?" His deep voice startled you, and you looked towards Eddie who was smiling at you with beer in his hand. You looked around and saw that all eyes were staring at you and the nervousness was brought back into your belly.

"Well, um… Independence mostly. Always lived in a small town in Georgia, and I didn't have many opportunities with my degree there so… Here I am." You explained with a soft smile. A smile that hid more than you told. A smile that you hoped everyone bought.

"Oh, that's cool! We're all from the same high school, also moved to the big city for bigger opportunities." Nancy said with a smile and you blinked looking at all of them.

"Same high school? Really?"

"Except for Argyle, Eddie met him in California when he went to see Metallica once and after a while he moved here." Robin says and Argyle simply nods with a smile to his face.

"Hell yeah, been inseparable since!"

"Oh, you guys are dating?" You asked and that made everyone spit whatever they were drinking, making you jump while Argyle simply let out a big laugh.

"Do I look remotely gay to you?" Eddie asked you, wiping his mouth with his wrist and you blushed in embarrassment, noticing that you didn't say the right thing.

"I just– I don't know, he said inseparable so I assumed–"

"Well, it was wrong." He said coldly, taking you aback. You opened your mouth to apologize as the table erupted in giggles.

"Eddie and Argyle, well that is an image I did not need in my mind." Nancy said with a giggle and Eddie groaned at her in warning.

"What Brochacho? Am I not sexy enough for you?" They kept going at him, and you noticed how silent he got as they picked their fun on him. You felt small next to him, embarrassed for making him a target to his friends mocking and laughing. Jonathan came back with your drink in hand and placed it in front of you with a smile on his face.

"What's the laughter about?" He asked and Steve looked at him, hiding his chuckles, calling your name before speaking.

"She thought Argyle and Eddie were dating." He said and Jonathan started laughing as well, earning another glare from the dark haired man next to you.

That was not a good impression.

After chatting for a while, getting to know them all, coldness in Eddie's voice all the while, you saw your chance when he got up to go get a beer at the bar, and you felt the need to apologize to him, so you excused yourself from Robin and the rest, following him, standing next to him as he talked to the bartender.

"Hi… Um… I wanted to apologize for the misunderstanding– I mean, he worded it weird…" You tried to explain, feeling quite ashamed for your actions, but nonetheless he didn't look at you as the bartender handed him his beer.

"Right. Are you going to also apologize for bullshiting everyone too?" He asked with no venom, no evil, just sternly. You looked up at him with an eyebrow raised up in confusion.

"Excuse me?"

"One of my qualities, princess, is that I can read people like the back of my hand." Now he did look at you, with some sort of sly grin on his face. "Independence? I heard better excuses than that one."

"What are you even talking about?" Now it was your turn to turn angry. Who did he think he is asking you these kinds of questions? Judging you the way he was doing? Meddling in your life without even knowing you?

"Oh come on. You didn't move here just because of the thrill of it. What happened then? Mommy and Daddy cut you off?"

"Listen here, I don't even know you. I don't know who you are, but I said my motive of moving here with nothing but the truth." You spat back at him and he whistled, the grin never leaving his face, and you just wanted to punch it, right off.

"Yeah, sure. Are you going to keep lying yourself into the group?" He asked, but now, it did include venom in his voice.

He did not cause a good impression either.

So it wasn't a surprise your defense mechanism shot up by a hundred, protecting your dignity and your worth.

"Is this because your masculinity got squashed a little bit by my comment? Is your dick seriously that small?" You saw a twitch of his brows at your commentary, and you smirked right back at him, knowing you got him with that comment. But then he chuckled, shaking his head.

"We just met and you're already talking about my dick? Damn, ask a guy out on a date first next time." That made you red in the face. You took back all of the commentary you did before on his face. Right now, he was disgusting to you, a wretched thing.

"Oh please, is there even anything to talk about?" And that earned you a glare on his part.

"You seem eager to find out. C'mon, keep talking about my dick sweetheart."

And that's where it started, your rivalry, your disputes, your arguments in the group, because even if Eddie complained about him having you there, Robin never stopped inviting you, telling him to man up. You also complained of course, to which she delivered the same response to you.

You had tried to be civil with him, but he always made a small remark that got you back to square one, the insults never stopping from eachother's mouths, never overdoing the line of course, but sometimes they do get a little bit under your skin, like right now. You've been trying to find someone decent, give another chance to life, to love, yet noone was sufficient. Noone sparked anything inside of you.

And he just had to appear and make it known.

"At least I get some." You said as a snarky remark towards him as he finished greeting Robin. He simply smirked, nodding at Jonathan as a silent request for a beer, then looking at you.

"I don't need to flaunt them like you do. That need for validation is probably why they all scurry away from you." You gripped the glass a little more than before, your jaw clenching in anger, but Robin seemed to notice that Eddie was crossing the line with that one, and gladly, she covered you up.

"She is actually the one who runs away, not the other way around Eds." That made him simply hum with a nod as Jonathan gave him an opened bottle of beer. You put your cell phone away, your mood sour in just one second thanks to the man who stood next to Robin while he chatted with Jonathan.

You never understood why the dynamic was set this way, but it simply was, ever since that night. You both never saw eye to eye. You don't even know what he does in the day, or in the night, or what else he does apart from working, and he doesn't know about you either. He doesn't need to know.

Because honestly, ever since that night, when he called you out, you created a shell over you, like a protective field, not wanting to let him in. You were afraid that he would keep looking into you, making you peel the layers off, one by one.

But no, you weren't going to do that. You came a year ago to start fresh, new, without the backstory, without the need to explain your whole life to people, without the need of missing people back in Atlanta, because there were none… That's what you told them, of course.

Yet, as you swirl your daiquiri in hand, looking down at the drink, you hear him laugh with Robin, as they talked about something which you couldn't decipher, or you just didn't understand what it was. Sometimes they get stuck with their high school talking and you can barely include yourself there, but it's understandable.

You took out your cell phone again, in a way to distract yourself as Jonathan whispered to Steve so he could hear him with the music of the bar. You opened up instagram to look at the new profile that followed you. Jason Carver. Mutual people: RobinBuckeee, SteveHarrington94, Nance_Wheels, argzzthedude, J_Byers.

You tilted your head as you started scrolling through the profile. Blonde, blue eyes, great body. No body modification, at least anywhere to be seen. You took a sip of your daiquiri, not noticing the person hovering over your shoulder, looking down at the screen.

"Oh, I wouldn't recommend him, Sweetheart." Your eyes glared up towards nothing as you looked down towards the screen again.

"Why's that Munson?"

"Heard his dick is the size of a thumb." He said with a snicker, which you only huffed at and looked over your shoulder to look at him.

"Heard, seen or felt Munson?" His smile dropped at your insult, which only made you smile again and look back down towards the phone. Robin looked at your screen and her eyes widened, shaking her head.

"Oh, no. No, no… He's right, don't." Your eyes frowned and looked at your friend with complete confusion.

"What? I mean, you guys follow him too. Is he from your school or same town?" You asked and Robin sighed, nodding.

"We went to the same high school. Jason was a bully. Like a real asshole with a capital A." You looked at the screen again, tilting your head. He didn't really look like an asshole to you, but if you learnt something in life, is to never take appearances for granted.

"Okay… But just if I want to–" And you clicked follow back with your finger, making Robin groan. You giggled at her reaction and put your phone away, only for a scoff to be heard behind you.

"What a disappointment that will be." Eddie remarks and sits next to Steve, finally, moving away from you, a person away, but it's still a nice amount of distance. You didn't follow him on social media, and he didn't follow you either. You didn't want to know anything about him, or even hear about him. Sure, you sometimes see Stories posted from Argyle or Steve sharing a beer or doing something stupid with him, but that's about it. You don't need him in your life.

You just really fucking hate Eddie Munson.

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End of chapter 1

Next chapter ->

I hope you enjoy this, I swear that the omegaverse with me IS VERY MILD, and not at all explicit in any way. I don't see many fics with this trope, but just treat it as a normal enemies to lovers thing!

We'll build it up real slow, lots of backstories to be added too, and angst ofc!

I don't know how this is posted on Tumblr, so imma go with the waves!

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k4txlulzz · 1 month

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[the following post is not meant to bring hate to anyone, it is just be yapping about my recent media of interest as i like to document my journey of learning more; if you are here just to argue then do not bother, this is not the place for that:)]

romantic dickbabs will always feel forced and artificial to me im sorry

idk there's something about their romantic bond being a retcon that just gets to me ...it feels like the writers only decided to pair them because "girl must kiss boy!!! they cant be best friends!!!!" and 🎉heteronormativity🎉 they feel like your average straight couple

though i will say: platonic dickbabs>platonic dickori and romantic dickkory>romantic dickbabs and also oracle+nightwing>batgirl+nightwing and batgirl+robin(that one is a hard no)

dickkori is kinda the opposite case because they just feel more natural as a romantic couple . however i do think their platonic bond can also be fine its just. meh

#dc #nightwing #dick grayson #dc batman #batfam #batman #dc comics #dc nightwing #batfamily #dickkory #dickbabs #babs and kory should kiss #thats the solution

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ew-selfish-art · 1 year

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Okay so ignore me, a Maribat shipper using the Dcxdp fandom for my own gain but like y’all keep doing de-aged Danny plots without considering something. Yes it’s great for those paternal and found family vibes but you know what it can also be used for: shipping.

This is heavy on the maribat vibes so skip if that’s not your thing:

> Danny, early 20s, pretty solidly being an everyday hero, left amity and kicks it on his friends couches when not in the GZ because going home is no longer an option. The town is basically rigged to find phantoms ecto signature

> Danny becomes a part of the JL and is fast friends with Kon and Jon but warms up to Damian over the years. He just thinks “huh what a weirdly spicy guy” and enjoys the chaos of befriending him. They have regular conversations about animal conservation and video games. Damian has always played the newest one, and he’s always down to best Danny

> Ladybug has also joined the JL and is very skittish about making friends since she’s trying really hard to keep her identity under wraps. She eventually warms up to Danny, talking about you guessed it, old video games, and she brings him like, so many snacks, that it helps him rewrite the normalcy of having food attack him. He starts to notice that she is her own flavor of chaos gremlin and they get along thick as thieves

>Here’s the thing, Robin has an great Admiration for (aka huge crush) Ladybug and only Danny has noticed. Ladybug is oblivious, Damian thinks he’s undetected and Danny might combust from the amount of times he’s now tried to set them up. The rest of the JL just, meh, doesn’t really see it.

> Danny gets a note from CW that the GIW are honing in on his ecto signature and something needs to change quick, or he’s going to pull him from the dimension for his safety. Well, the note mostly says: find this artifact and it’ll change your frequency. Take a bird with you.

> Danny initially recruits Tim to go as Red Robin but then he can’t bring himself to wake the bird up when found asleep at his desk. Robin steps in and says he’s free so long as the mission doesn’t take more than a day.

> Danny is de-aged, the artifact is lost, Damian is now barely functioning as a young 8yr old Danny opens up a portal to get them back to the watchtower before he detransforms and gets a bit younger. He looks like he’s seven and if his powers are linked to the aging cycle- then no powers for danny.

> ladybug enters the watchtower trying to escape a team member who needs to get a clue about the fact that she needs to detransform every now and then, goes into her normally empty meeting room, and as the magic washes off her - boom portal and Danny and Damian appear. Marinette is so fucked. Everyone is floundering and then Danny gets an idea about how this can still turn around to be an ideal outcome for all three of them.

> Danny decided now is probably the best time to pull a Cupid gambit: joint parenting. He demands that ladybug be the one to help portal them back to Gotham. Congrats, you guys are going to help me wait out this spell. Ladybug feels like she should just run from this whole thing, her identity is already compromised, but then Danny begs her for her help since it’s magical

> Just, Damian and Marinette trying to jointly manage Danny while trying to sort out aging him up- CW leaving vague notes here and there about why he’s not going to help them reverse the spell- Danny having so much fun going between Gotham and Paris with his “parents” and trying to nudge them together

>hell yeah they fall in love.

> oh and then Dani shows up and quickly gets Danny to sort himself out. The Dummy forgot that shapeshifting was a thing he could do.

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