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mombin pt 5!! we are Rocketing through this
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#stranger things#platonic stobin#steve harrington#robin buckley#mombin#cw pregnancy#they both look so fruity here#can you guess what their jobs are#i don't think anyone will get robin's but maybe steve's#also hi res is up for the patronis
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One day the kids wake up and they can’t find Steve. They search his house, the school track, the basketball courts, anywhere they can think of where they might find him and he’s nowhere to be found. When they go to Robin’s house, she’s missing too. Her parents haven’t seen her since she disgraced their family by proclaiming herself to be a lesbian.
Even Eddie hasn’t seen either of them and that’s particularly worrying since the three of them are always together.
Both Steve and Robin come back two weeks later with sunburns and matching tattoos on their wrists. They had been at one of the Harrington vacation homes in Florida getting drunk, checking out girls, and getting tattoos. It’s also when Steve realized he was interested in Eddie and plants a smooch on him as soon as he gets back to see Eddie checking out his ass.
#the kids are happy to see them back until Steve kisses Eddie#then in the most respectful and accepting way possible they tell him to get lost again#because gross-don’t mack on their dungeon master#Robin is just enjoying the out and proud life away from her toxic parents#stranger things#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley
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Eddie has been live-streaming for a couple hours now when he leaves his studio to get something to eat. He brings the stream along so everybody gets to witness the conversation he walks into.
Steve: -know why you keep saying that. It was very romantic….platonically romantic.
Robin: Because it wasn’t a date
Steve: Uh, we held hands in the rain?
Robin: We were spying on a shipping delivery
Steve: So? Rain. Hand holding. That is romcom stuff. We spent the night together
Robin: Stuck in an elevator!
Steve: We stayed up all night talking
Robin: About how to get out of the elevator!
Steve: Yeah, like in a romcom.
Robin: Dustin was there!
Steve: Dustin is always there!
Eddie:
Eddie: What are you talking about?
Steve: Robin said I never took her on a date before we got married. We became best friends on a date.
#Steve: We went to your prom together!#Robin: Yeah. I took YOU on a date.#eddie munson tiktok saga#eddie munson#steve harrington#robin buckley
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Eddie: *holding a family photo* Steve, you don't look like either of your parents.
Steve: Yeah, I'm adopted. My biological mother ran away before I was born.
Eddie: How in the fuck -
Steve: Yeah, my mom never explained, and I was too afraid to ask.
Eddie: Robin!
Robin: Don't ask me. The more that I learn about Steve’s family, the more questions that I have.
#stranger things#eddie munson#stranger things s4#steve harrington#joseph quinn#eddie stranger things#eddie munson lives#steddie#steve x eddie#steve harrington x eddie munson#robin buckley#robin & steve#platonic stobin#platonic soulmates#platonic with a capital p#robin & eddie#platonic reddie#the three muskequeers#incorrect stranger things quotes#rueleigh writes
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It's the third day in a row that Wayne Munson has seen the girl in the diner.
Usually, he doesn't pay attention to new faces. He's been frequenting the diner for some years now and there's often ones he doesn't recognise: people passing through Hawkins, visiting family, etc.
The girl has caught his attention, though. She's sitting tucked into the far corner of the diner, a glass of water in front of her and nothing else. She's wearing the same t-shirt and flannel shirt she'd been wearing yesterday, and the day before, he's pretty sure. She didn't order any food yesterday; she hasn't ordered any food today.
Bev likes to joke he has a sense for kids who need help. Says there's an alarm in his head that makes him worry himself sick whenever there's a waif in need.
She's sitting next to him now, one eyebrow raised. He sighs. Waif in need alarm, indeed.
"What's the deal with the kid?" he murmurs, nodding subtly in the girl's direction.
Bev shrugs. "Beats me. That's Robert's girl, that's all I know."
He frowns. "Robert?"
"Nurse. Took good care of me when my knee went bad." She takes a swig of coffee, her eyes going sad. "Died, oh, maybe eight months back."
Wayne looks back at the girl. She's staring down at her half-empty glass of water. Tucked under the table there's a bulky-looking backpack.
"She got family?"
"Just her mother, far as I know. Met her a couple of times, too. 'Nother nurse. Seems nice enough."
"Hmph." Wayne turns back to his coffee. Ain't his business, he tells himself firmly. He should focus on his lunch.
When he gets up to pay, he glances once more in the girl's direction. He'll give it a couple of days, he decides. If she's still here then, still in the same clothes, he'll see if she's alright.
—
Wayne doesn't even last the day.
He's on his way home from work when he sees movement in a phonebox on the side of the road. The road's empty aside from him, and it's raining, and the sky's getting dark, so it immediately strikes him as odd. When he sees it's the teenage girl from earlier, he nearly crashes his truck with how hard he hits the brakes.
She's huddled down in the phonebox, clasping the backpack he'd noticed. She looks sodden. It had been raining heavier earlier; from the looks of it, she'd been caught in it. Her hair's plastered to her face and she's shivering.
He's winding down his window before his brain's even caught up to the movement. He's actually not sure how to go about it, very conscious of the fact that it's just the two of them out here and she's a teenage girl while he's an old man.
Feeling very much like he's approaching a wild animal, he clears his throat. "You okay, miss?"
The girl jumps, her head jerking up. She looks at him with wild eyes, wide and afraid. She reminds him of Eddie the day he showed up on his doorstep, timid and small.
"I'm f—fine." Her teeth chatter as she speaks. Where is this girl's mother? Where are her guardians?
"You need to call someone? I got a couple o'quarters, I think."
She shakes her head. Wayne frowns. Something ain't sitting right with him.
"You waiting on your ma?"
To his horror, her face crumples, and she buries her face in her arms. He's out of the truck like a shot, rushing over to find her shoulders heaving.
"Now, now—" He's panicking, admittedly. She can't be much younger than Eddie is.
"She—She—" the girl sobs. "She kicked me out and I—I don't have anywhere to go and it's so cold and wet and—and—"
A bout of rage washes over him. He pushes it down, tugging his jacket off and draping it over her shoulders. It doesn't have a hood, but it's dry. Christ, she must be soaked to the bone.
"Listen," Wayne starts, hesitating almost immediately. It's an insane suggestion from a strange man; he doesn't want to scare her off, but he doesn't want her spending the night in this phonebox, either. "I got a kid about your age. My Eddie. You come to mine and we can get you sorted out, okay? Or—Or I can find you a motel room, or something."
Sniffling, the girl looks up at him, wrapping herself up in his jacket. "Is that... is that okay?"
His heart breaks. "Yeah. Yeah, 'course."
She stands, wobbly, still clutching her backpack. She's soaked through like he'd thought, and she shivers once she's in the front seat. He's quick to turn the heating up, starting the truck again, and for a moment he's furious: her immediate agreement, the lack of hesitation about getting into a vehicle with a strange man, makes him boil with hatred towards this girl's mother.
The journey's quiet and, thankfully, not too long. Wayne ushers her into the trailer, already preparing to make a steaming mug of hot chocolate. Eddie's out at Jeff's for band practice, so he says, but Wayne knows him well enough to know he'll come home stinking of weed.
The girl stands awkwardly in the living room, still shivering. It occurs to him, suddenly, that he doesn't even know her name.
Still. An issue for later. He focuses on the hot chocolate. Once it's ready, he hands it over to her, and doesn't miss how eagerly she accepts it.
Only then does he broach the subject. "What's your name, miss?"
She's quiet a moment, cradling the mug in her hands. "It's Robin. Uh, Robin, sir."
"None of that 'sir' business," he says gruffly. "Name's Wayne. Eddie'll be home later but you can have his bed if you need a place to stay for the night."
This might be the most he's spoken in years, trying desperately to come across as reassuring. It breaks his heart how trusting she's being, though.
"Thank you." Robin goes quiet, her fingers curling around the handle of the mug. "I, um, I can pay you back for the ride—"
He waves a hand, frowning. "None of that. I'd like to think if it were my Ed in your shoes, someone would be there for him like this."
She manages a small smile. She's still in her soaking clothes. He hustles over to Eddie's room, raiding the drawers for whatever looks most comfortable. Eddie won't complain, he knows.
Robin gratefully accepts the clothes. He goes back into Eddie's room to give her privacy, unsure exactly how long to wait. There's that stereotype that women take forever to change, right? It must hold some truth.
He gives it an hour, just to be safe. When he emerges, he finds that she's curled up on the couch, out like a light. His jacket's pulled up to her chin like a blanket.
Waif in need alarm. He sighs. Bev's right after all. He won't be surprised if this situation resolves with him having another kid in his care.
Well, Eddie always wanted a sister, anyway.
#wayne adopts robin au#stranger things#wayne munson#robin buckley#eddie munson#my writing#st ficlet#st fic#this ran away from me so unbelievably badly#my wips
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how about Steve being turned into a cat but when he so much as looks at Robin he starts purring because even being able to see her, knowing she is right there, makes him feel safe and comfortable and happy, he can't help but purr so loud he soulds like a revving engine
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Robin’s favorite part of Steve becoming a dad (and there really are so many to choose from) is getting to hear about all the ways his kids are learning how to push his buttons (as they absolutely should – Steve wouldn’t truly be a dad if he wasn’t being driven half-insane by their ridiculous antics).
“What are your children up to today, Steve-o?” she asked during a routine phone call.
And Steve replied, “Well, Moe spent half the night in time-out for fucking walloping Robbie with a hardcover picture book.”
“Why?” Robin snorts.
“Never figured it out, but later when we made Moe apologize, she said Sorry for hitting you with a book – which, you know, fine, she could have stopped there, but then she said If you just do what I say, I’ll never have to hit you with a book again.”
“Jesus, she’s like a fuckin’ mobster.”
“Tell me about it.”
Another time, Steve told her, “I think I lost the battle with Hazel’s hair.”
Robin made a sympathetic noise, because she was very aware of Steve’s ongoing crusade to manage Hazel’s unmanageable curls (they're actually pretty manageable, from what Robin has heard, the problem is just that Hazel won't let him).
“This morning I told her we needed to brush it before school and I think her exact response was Don’t people want to see the real me?”
Robin laughs, “Oh man, she’s so cute.”
“Don’t worry – she knows.”
One of Robin’s favorite updates is when Steve tells her, “We had to figure out how to address Robbie breaking into Moe’s fucking Webkinz account and spending all her fake money on gifts for herself,” and Robin can’t help a gasp, because she’s heard all about this Webkinz craze and just how big a deal it is to elementary-schoolers like Steve and Eddie’s oldest daughters.
“Holy shit, she’s diabolical.”
“Yeah. I mean, Moe probably could have picked a better password than password. Kinda thought she was smarter than that, actually, but…lesson learned, I guess.”
#do we remember webkinz?#was anybody else tricked into thinking your webkinz would die if you didn’t buy new ones?#i definitely was and there was simply no possibility of reasoning with me#steddie#liv’s steddie dads verse#steve harrington#robin buckley#steddie dads
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Robin: I swear you’re like their mom or something. And you act like one too!
Steve: Shut up, Robin! They all have moms already. And if you haven’t noticed, I’m clearly a dude.
Robin: Oh, trust me, I know. But it doesn’t mean you can’t act like a mom, which you definitely do, dingus.
Eddie: I concur, you’re definitely the mommy of the group, Steve. Which makes me… a motherfucker?
Steve: Ew, don’t say it like that, man!
Robin: *gagging* Okay, I’m out of here!
#He’s the mom of the group#I DONT REALLY LIKE CALLING HIM A MOM THO BUT IN JOKES ITS OK#Robin is so done with these two boys#One word about dicks and she’s out of there#I GET HER LMAO#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#I love her so much#steddie#stranger things#incorrect quotes#headcanon#hc#steddie fandom#steve x eddie#steve harrington x eddie munson
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If they were 20 somethings in this day and age.
Robin: Girl dinner is when you eat a girl out
Eddie: No it's not, what the hell? That's not the meme.
*Steve walking into the room*
Steve: What're you guys talking about?
Robin: When you go down on a girl
Steve: Ah... Girl dinner
Eddie: You can't be serious...
Same brain-cell Buckley and Harrington.....
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Eddie, bringing Robin to Steve: Steve! Your gay.
Steve: Just because I think about kissing men doesn't mean I'm gay, Eddie.
Robin:
Steve:
Robin: Steve.
Steve: Oh, OH! I get it.
Eddie: You think about what now?
#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#steddie#incorrect quotes#incorrect stranger things quotes#stranger things incorrect quotes#shitpost#and then they kissed#stobin - they're each others gay
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I love how in most fics with stobin, Robin is either completely grossed out by Steve’s sex life, or they are both so horrible invasive and truthful with each other that Steve and Robin have no problem talking about sex. Both bring me joy. I love these platonic soulmates.
#I love these little weirdos so much#stobin#platonic stobin headcannon#stranger things#stranger things poll#stobin being stobin#stobin headcanons#steddie#steve harrington#platonic stobin#robin buckley#ao3#codependent stobin#stobin drabble
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Robin: So how’s fatherhood treating you?
Steve: Good. I didn’t expect this much crying, though
Robin: Don’t worry, it’s normal for babies
Steve: Nah. The baby is fine. I was talking about Billy
Billy, sobbing from the nursery: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
#harringrove#they’ll both be such good dads#billy hargrove#steve harrington#billy x steve#billy hargrove x steve harrington#incorrect harringrove quotes#harringroveera#harringrove textpost#robin buckley#incorrect billy hargrove quotes#incorrect steve harrington#steve x billy#steve harrington x billy hargrove#source: incorrect teen wolf quotes#steve & robin
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thinking about Eddie, who because of the upsidedown was in a coma for effectively the rest of '86. When he woke up he had to re-learn a lot of shit, since even after he could open his eyes and sit up, moving was still hard.
Steve and Robin go with him to all of his PT appointments as he works on moving and standing up, but not walking yet. The therapist overhears him complaining to Steve about how he misses writing, since his hands are too shaky for the words to be legible.
She tells him that if he wants to write better he should practice more, and maybe pick something else up that requires small, repetitive movements, like sewing or crocheting.
Eddie is about to open his mouth to say that sewing might be a good idea, because he can work on putting his old patches onto the new vest that the kids bought him as a "we're glad you're not dead present", when Robin comes back from the bathroom and pipes up that she has some crocheting stuff from when she and Steve tried to learn together a few years back, and that's the end of that conversation.
crocheting is his least favorite part of the night, even if Robin and Steve are patient and let him pick the movie in the background and don't get frustrated when he drops the hook between the couch cushions for the thirtieth time in an hour.
Eventually he gets the hang of it, but--out of spite--refuses to make anything other than a very long line with his yarn, telling Steve and Robin he's going to strangle them with it when he's done, because crocheting "is literally the least metal thing in the world."
He stops threatening to strangle Robin after she makes him a little bat.
#i saw a girl at my PT appointment who got recommended this and she looked mortified#but her bf got so excited and went “fuck yeah babe i'm gonna make you SO MUCH STUFF!”#it was adorable#Steddie#Steve Harrington#Eddie Munson#Robin Buckley#Stobin#i just think that robin and eddie would be best friends#i'm crocheting myself a blanket it's taking forever and i hate it but i do it when i watch movies because i don't have to worry about#what to do with my hands#Steddie drabbles#might write this one day#or someone else could take inspo and save me the trouble i dunno how tf i would describe how you crochet#my post#stranger things#steve x eddie#finn writes
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A Desperate Fool
written for @steddiemicrofic
Prompt: 'fool' | wc: 454 | rated: T | cw: hurt/no comfort, break-up
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“Stevie, baby, please answer the door,” Eddie begs just as the front door bursts open to reveal Robin Buckely in all her righteous fury.
“You need to leave,” she says, and god, he’s never heard her sound so cold before.
“No Robin, please, you don’t understand. I’ve been a complete f-”
“Fucking asshole?” Robin spits.
“Well,” Eddie sheepishly replies, “I was going to say fool, but, yeah.”
“Fool is a bit of an understatement, don’t you think? It’s been almost a year, and you just show up?" Her hands are white-knuckled and shaking, like she’s physically restraining herself from attacking him. Eddie’s pretty sure he'd deserve it. "How did you even find our new place?”
Up and coming rockstar money certainly has its perks, so he hired a PI.
“I asked Dustin,” he lies.
“No,” Robin cuts him off, “no you didn’t. The kids would never betray his trust.”
Not like you did rings unspoken.
Months worth of tears finally spill over, a small sob wrenching his body forward. He harshly rubs his face in an attempt to ground himself. Gathering his breath, he looks up again to find Robin glaring, hard and unyielding.
“Robin please,” he sobs, leaning to glance around her, desperate to catch a glimpse of the boy he left behind. “I just want to talk to him. I need to tell him how sorry I am. I regret everything. All of it. I never should’ve said what I said or did what I did.”
“Oh!” she rages. “Do you mean when you celebrated your first big show by ditching Steve and hooking up with some rando in the bathroom?”
She’s yelling now, stepping out onto the front stoop to crowd his space. People are starting to gather on the sidewalk, among them a group of girls with their phones out, recording everything.
This could ruin him. His reputation, future gigs, possibly the band as a whole.
He doesn’t care. It’s his reckoning.
“Or, was it after he moved out and you threw a massive drunken doxxing bitchfest on TikTok and said– how did it go again?”
Her voice drops to mock his own ”’a rockstar can’t be seen dating a normie, suburban, ex-high school jock who’s only bullshit dream is to raise kids. That’s just bad for business.’”
“I didn’t mean any of it,” he whispers.
“I don’t care,” Robin says, voice hard and resigned. “You cheated. You embarrassed him publicly. Then you left without a word. Now I need to you to get off my porch and kindly fuck off.”
Robin steps backwards into the townhome, and just as she’s slamming the door in his face, Eddie swears he sees a flash of chestnut hair and wet hazel eyes.
#I'M SO SORRY *throws this at you and runs away*#steddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#steddie prompt#stranger things#stranger things ficlet#steddie microfic prompt: fool#steve harrington#eddie munson#eddie munson whump#hurt steve harrington#platonic stobin#stobin#robin buckley#QueenieWritesStories#hurt/no comfort#steddie breakup#breakup fic#i have no intention to fix this
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Wayne Munson Headcanons
Wayne was born and raised in Tennessee but moved to Hawkins when he was older. He briefly moved away but moved back after Eddie came out to him, wanting a fresh start
He was raised as an Evangelical Christian
He's the oldest of three, having a younger brother and a younger sister. His sister died young and Wayne never got over that grief
He had an abusive father, which contributed to his brother acting out as a teenager
He fought in Vietnam and subsequently hates guns as a result
His first job was in a pastry shop, but his father made him quit and get a job as a mechanic
He was very close to Eddie's mother (his sister-in-law) but kept his distance for his brother's sake
When his brother goes to jail for what seems like good, he tries to help out Eddie and his mom as best as he can
When Eddie's mom dies, Wayne feels like he didn't do enough
Wayne took Eddie in without hesitation. He'd been in a longterm relationship at the time and having Eddie with them broke it down, but Wayne wouldn't sacrifice Eddie for anyone
Wayne is the one who introduces Eddie to Garfield
Wayne had a brief relationship with Benny Hammond. He was in love with him, but felt he couldn't risk letting them be in love. He's heartbroken when he hears Benny committed suicide
When Eddie comes out to him as a boy, he does so by mentioning the D&D spell "modify memory" in his explanation. Wayne stays up for hours squinting at the handbook long after Eddie's fallen asleep, wanting to be supportive
Wayne was the one to buzz Eddie's hair, after he came out
Wayne loves fishing. He used to have a fishing group that consisted of him, Benny, Dale, Henry and Earl. Over the years, it becomes just him
Wayne braves a gay nightclub one night when Eddie's at a friend's. He goes a few more times and ends up having a one night stand with Scott Clarke, much to their mutual surprise when they bump into each other at the school
Wayne thinks he's cursed. He thinks the Munson name is cursed
When the mall 'burns down', he starts suspecting Hawkins is cursed, too
He cries when he sees Eddie in a coma after s4
He's suspicious of Steve initially. That quickly changes when he learns Steve was the one to carry Eddie out of the Upside Down
He finds out Steve and Eddie are dating when he walks in on them making out on his couch
He has designated mugs for different things. He brings a Garfield 'gone fishing' mug out with him when he's fishing. He has a snowy Garfield mug that he pulls out in winter
He ends up dating Claudia Henderson sometime after the Upside Down shit is finally over
He treats Steve, Robin and Nancy like they're his kids, too. And Max. Then by the end of the year he's essentially half-adopted the entire Hawkins gang
He has a soft heart and cares deeply about troubled kids. His friends joke that he has a 'waif in need' alert (thanks @pukner)
He doesn't want to get married, claiming he won't marry 'til his boy can marry
He's a man of few words. He's not good at showing physical affection, but he's prouder of Eddie than he could ever say
Calls Eddie 'his boy'
Heavily distrusts the government. Milks them for all he can when Eddie's recovering in the hospital. Lays it on thick with Nancy's help and then winks at her when the government agent bustles out of the room
Loves watching the game on TV. Eddie complains when Steve and Wayne get together for the game but is secretly thrilled about his favourite people spending time together
His clothes get passed around from Eddie to Steve to Robin to Nancy and back again. When Robin shows up in one of his flannels he doesn't even blink
#stranger things#wayne munson#eddie munson#steve harrington#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#steddie#my headcanons
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Steve and Robin always hold hands. Steve likes the comfort of knowing she's there and she needs to be able to squeeze hold of him like a stress ball. They're like each others personal therapy dog.
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