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findafight · 2 years

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QPR stobin in their forties, married since, like, '87, finding out about qpr language. They see someone mention it or just stuble upon it on the internet and go oh!! That's us! That's what we have! :) Because they're still involved with lgbtq activism, and are like oh!! These young people have words for what we are isn't that amazing!

I think Robin would find out that sometimes people call their queerplatonic partner "zucchinis" absolutely hilarious and never refer to Steve as anything else. He's her zucchini. Her sweet yam. Her pumpkin pie. Steve giggles at it and says "because we're fruity!"

They don't get divorced to get married to their romantic partners because that's a hassle and also they don't want to. What would happen to the children. To the cats. To the fish the cats long to eat that they are expressly forbidden from eating because their mother and father are cruel and deserve jail for a thousand years. They are each other's PERSON, no romantic relationship will change that. This causes some stir when it's revealed Steve is Eddie's partner and also Steve has a wife. Eddie Munson, beloved queer metalhead/rocker is a homewrecker?? They try to explain! They do!

Steve is like 'okay well we were best friends and soulmates and very queer in the 80's it was just easier to get married especially seeing as I wanted my parents to have nothing to do with anything incase I died, so no brainer. We already lived together, it didn't really change anything except we were able to adopt!" "But don't you want to marry someone you actually love?" "I love Robin more than anything else besides our children??" "Not...what about Eddie?" "Yeah I love him he's my partner. But I don't want to marry him I'm already married to Robin." "But you aren't in love with her" "not romantically no. We're what the kids call 'zucchinis'" "I'm sorry what" "zucchinis! It's what some people call a queerplatonic partner! Like, a life partner that isn't romantic but is still the most important person! Rob thinks it's a very funny name and I gotta say, with the unconventional nature of this type of relationship I agree it fits."

Steve gets on twitter and is like "sorry to everyone who doesn't understand platonically spending your whole life with someone but I'm different" and then logs tf off and lets people freak the hell out in the replies.

And Eddie is like yes my partner is married. No he's not cheating. Yes we were together when he got married. No I'm not jealous. Yes I knew he was getting married I know you know this I was the best man. No he's not getting a divorce to marry me now same sex marriage is legal. Yes I'm fine with it. No it's not a problem. Yes I understand ya'll don't get it. No I don't actually care you don't get it. Yes Robin and Steve are the most important person in each other's lives. No I'm not hurt by that they were like that when I met them. Yes I love him. No I'm not worried they're actually in a secret heterosexual relationship that's ridiculous and stupid this interview is over.

#qpr stobin #robin buckley #platonic stobin #steddie #give me unconventional relationship with rockerstar eddie!!! give me qpr stobin!!!!#i get that people want romantic ships to get married but i think that eddie wouldn't really want to get married #and also they were young (queer) adults in the 80's thats prime time for anitconformist queerness #also also if stobin were to get lavender married i doubt they'd get divorced bc they love each other too much #someone might being it up after same-sex marriage is legalized and they'd try to talk about it but get too upset because itd be too #much like a breakup. they cannot be separated they'll be too sad (not to mention how legally and financially their lives are entwined)#finda's rambles #finda writes stuff #this post probably makes no sense but whwtever im emo about qpr stobin #stobin #platonic with a capital p #steve and robin

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solarmorrigan · 11 months

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(One more thing about Steve and Robin working at a diner. The other waitresses look out for Steve, small side order of platonic stobin)

Admittedly, the first time Steve comes in for a shift at the diner wearing sunglasses and swaying slightly on his feet, most of the other servers assume he’s hungover.

It’s not necessarily that he’s given the impression of someone who stays out all night partying (or who would drink so much on a Tuesday night that he’d show up still hungover on a Wednesday afternoon), but what other reason could there be for the way he flinches at any loud noise, or the way he squints under the fluorescents of the dining room?

They watch him carefully as he takes an extra few seconds to balance a tray before heading out to his table, but he doesn’t falter after that, so they leave him alone. Whatever’s wrong isn’t affecting his work, so it’s none of their business.

(Naturally, this means they all watch him like hawks for the remainder of his shift. Servers are the nosiest people in the world; they won’t even deny it.)

But then it happens in the middle of a lunch rush; he’d come in just fine, as energetic and ready to complain about unpleasant guests as ever, but somewhere partway through, he starts to flag. He holds himself sort of hunched when he thinks no one is looking, like he’s in pain, and he looks about ready to throw up when the dishwasher slams an entire bin of silverware down on the counter (a noise fit to rattle the eardrums of anyone who isn’t already feeling sick).

When Robin takes her break at the end of the rush, she seeks out Steve, the same as always, and she catches on immediately to the fact that something is wrong. Her eyes narrow in displeasure as she marches up to him, and they have a vehemently whispered discussion in a corner of the server’s line that involves a lot of pointing at the parking lot from Robin and a lot of defensive arm-crossing from Steve.

Evidently, Robin loses the argument, because her lips are pressed into a line of displeasure as she shoves a glass of ice water at Steve, followed by a cup of black tea she’s made from the Lipton tea bags they keep under the counter. She spends the rest of her break making sure he drinks it all.

The other servers are more curious than ever.

It doesn’t happen often. Sometimes Steve will come in looking pale and off, sometimes it will start partway through a shift, sometimes no one will notice anything is wrong at all until the night is over and he lets himself drop, but there doesn’t seem to be much rhyme or reason to it. He calls out of work all of once, and Robin catches a ride with someone else that day and spends her entire shift distracted.

The other servers start to worry. What if he’s sick? What if it’s serious?

Something finally breaks one slow evening when there isn’t much to distract anyone from their own boredom – least of all Steve, who seems to power through those days when he doesn’t feel well by keeping busy. He leans against a counter and stares into space for the better part of fifteen minutes and then has to make a dash for the men’s room after he stands too quickly, nearly loses his balance, and turns an alarming shade of green.

It's Dottie who goes in to check on him (she’s 58, has three sons, five grandsons, and reasons that literally nothing going on behind that door could surprise her at this point), and she finds him bent over the toilet losing whatever he’d managed to eat earlier in the day.

“If you’re sick, you need to go home, sweetie,” Dottie tells him. “No one wants that near their food.”

Steve shakes his head. “Not contagious,” he insists breathlessly, spitting into the toilet and leaning back when it seems like his stomach has settled. “Just a bad headache. Should actually start getting better now.”

Dottie frowns, but she doesn’t force the issue. She trusts that Steve wouldn’t willingly spread a stomach bug around the restaurant, and besides that, she’s seen how carefully he counts his tips at the end of the night. He might still be living up in his parents’ house, but she doubts if they’re footing the bill for much these days.

True to his word, Steve seems better for the rest of his shift, but this doesn’t stop Dottie from sharing what he’d said – and it’s exactly that comment that finally clicks something into place for one of the other servers.

Migraines, Arlene insists; her cousin gets them, says they’re like headaches from hell. Sometimes they’ll put her poor cousin down for as many as two or three days. It only makes sense, Arlene declares.

Migraines. Well, now that they have a word, and they’re reasonably assured their Steve isn’t dying, the other servers go about their business.

They keep an eye on him as best they can (though, by and large, he seems to do alright taking care of himself, or being gently bullied into it by Robin), but aside from helping to pick up the slack a little when he stumbles or pushing a cup of tea at him, there isn’t much they can really help with.

At least until the night one hits with the worst possible timing.

It’s Saturday night. Ten o’ clock. The last showing at the movie theater’s just let out, there are teenagers whiling away the final hours of their last free night of the weekend, couples prolonging their dates, bar-goers stopping in for a bite – the diner is packed, the cooks are slammed, the servers are swamped, and Steve drops a plate.

It’s only a side of pancakes, and the cooks already have another one up in the window, but the other servers all catch the way he reacts to the noise as if a gun had gone off by his ear, flinching like he’s in pain.

But it’s busy, and they can’t afford to slow down. The dishwasher pops out of the kitchen to help clean the mess, so Steve goes back to pulling the rest of his order from the window, but anyone standing close enough can see that his hands are shaking. Hard.

He nearly drops another plate—a burger and fries, this time—before Gina swoops in and stabilizes it.

“I can get this, it’s right next to my table. Why don’t you get the drinks for the one you just got sat with?” she offers.

Steve looks like he wants to argue, but he’s got stubbornness and pragmatism in equal measure, and he’ll yield to the latter if he can see he’s slowing other people down. He nods and ducks out of the way, heading for the soda dispenser instead.

Of course, why Gina had thought he’d do better with glasses than with plates is beyond anyone else. He doesn’t drop anything, but it’s a near thing, and the drinks all wobble alarmingly when he tries to put them on a small beverage tray and run them out. He drops the tray back on the counter with a clatter and shoves the heels of his palms into his eyes in a moment of raw frustration.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, not now,” he hisses.

“Honey,” Arlene tries, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“I can do this, just– I just need a minute,” Steve insists.

“We don’t have a minute,” Gina says, blunt, but not entirely unkind. “Just let us help. If you can pick up again later, great, if not – at least we won’t all be even more in the weeds.”

It seems unlikely he’ll be able to pick up again later, and they all know it – Steve especially, with his face gone red and his gaze trained on the counter.

“Fine,” he practically whispers, almost unintelligible over the noise of the kitchen and the dining room on either side of the line. “Thanks.”

They split Steve’s section between the lot of them, each taking a table or two to share the load. It isn’t great, but the diner isn’t huge, so it isn’t the worst, either.

They all expect Steve to find somewhere quiet to sit and wait the evening out—the back office, maybe—but it seems he’ll be damned before he stops doing something to help. They find him standing at the cook’s window, pulling plates down to load trays up with full orders. He’s using two hands and going slowly, but it’s still faster than having to stand at the window individually and fish for orders in the sea of plates that the cooks shove their way.

For the next hour and a half, Steve is their serving assistant. He pulls orders, loads trays with drinks, hands out condiments, and restocks the counter with anything that isn’t breakable. Robin shoots him looks through window; she can’t afford to step off the line and check on him, but she sends him worried glances that eventually morph into ridiculous faces that put something like a smile back onto his face.

At the end of the night, he refuses to leave without doing his share of the sidework—it’s clear he’d like to leave, he’s still squinting under the harsh lights, but some sense of pride won’t let him—and each of the other servers approaches him by almost unspoken agreement.

Arlene is first, pulling several folded bills from the back of her server book and placing them on the counter in front of him. “From tables six and seven.”

Steve blinks at her. “Uh…”

“Oh, right!” Gina plunges her hand into her apron pocket and pulls out a crumpled wad of money. “From eight and ten.”

Dottie adds to the pile, and Steve stares at all three of them, baffled.

“These are the tips from your tables,” Dottie explains, as if he won’t recognize the numbers that had been in his section.

“But – I wasn’t serving. I didn’t serve these tables,” he says.

“But they were yours.” Arlene shrugs.

Steve shakes his head. “You guys should keep this, I didn’t – I didn’t earn this.”

“Sure you did.” Gina gives his shoulder a gentle shove. “You worked, same as we did. Just take it, kid.”

Steve shakes his head again, but Dottie heads him off. “We want you to have it. You would’ve done the same as us,” she says. “And if you don’t take it, we’re just going to leave it on the counter, and then the dishwasher will probably take it, and then where will we be?”

At that, Steve lets out a little huff of laughter, reaching out with still-unsteady hands to pull the pile of bills closer.

“Thank you,” he says, quiet again.

And if his eyes are a little wet as he trains them on the counter, they can all just blame the migraine.

(Robin, though. Robin has no trouble acknowledging what they’d done, and makes their employee meals without asking for any kind of order ticket for at least the next week. It all evens out.)

#platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley #steve harrington and his migraines #makin friends #stranger things #solar wrote

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steddieasitgoes · 1 month

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Pin The Tail On The Donkey

written for @steddiemicrofic March prompt: pin and to celebrate the wonderful @stevesbipanic birthday! Sorry it's so short B, I forgot you're a day ahead of me and planned to write tomorrow lol

wc: 388 | rated: T | cw: none | tags: established relationship, roommate Robin Buckley, It's Steve's Birthday, fluff, both boys are menaces, platonic stobin

“Is this really necessary?”

Balloons of various sizes litter their living room floor (“Blowing them up is harder than it looks, okay!” Robin had defended when he pointed out the small, barely blown-up pile in the mix). A small pile of haphazardly wrapped gifts takes over their coffee table (“I couldn’t find the scissors,” Eddie pouts when Steve zeroes in on the jumbled mess that is, no doubt, Eddie’s present).

The piece of resistance, and the bane of Steve’s existence though, is the childish party games prepped and ready to go. Every chair in the house is arranged in a circle near Robin’s boombox lying in wait until the rest of the party guests arrive. An overflowing pinata sits amongst the mix, and a stupid, tail-less donkey picture crookedly hangs on the wall. Eddie and Robin are standing beside it — Eddie holding the blindfold and Robin with the sticker tale, both waiting for Steve to indulge their childish whims.

“It’s absolutely necessary. Dire even,” Eddie says, stalking over to where Steve sits stubbornly on the couch. “No boyfriend of mine is going to go another year without knowing what it’s like to pin the tail on the donkey.”

Steve shoots Robin a ‘help me’ glance, but all he gets is a shrug in return.

“Nope! I told you when you started dating him I was not getting involved in your guys’ nonsense.”

“You literally helped him set this whole thing up!”

“Well, yeah. It is your birthday.”

“Come on, Stevie,” Eddie whines, jutting his lip out and giving Steve those irresistible puppy dog eyes. “Just one time. I’ll even help you put the blindfold on.”

Realization dawns on Steve in an instant. “So that’s what this is really about,” Steve smirks up at his conniving boyfriend before pushing himself off the couch. He takes two steps forward, closing the distance between them before lowering his lips to the shell of Eddie’s ear. “Baby, if you wanted me to wear a blindfold all you had to do was ask.”

Robin gasps from across the room, dropping the sticker tail. “You tricked me!”

“I didn’t mean to,” Eddie says, shooting Robin an apologetic look over Steve’s shoulder, before focusing on the man in front of him. “But I’m definitely not complaining at the change in plans.”

“Neither am I.”

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thisapplepielife · 5 months

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Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.

You Say Bark, I Say Bite

Prompt Day 1: Open Mic Night | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language, Smoking | Tags: Pre-S4, Pre-Steddie, Platonic Stobin, Corroded Coffin

"No, no, no," Steve says, waving his hand in front of him. He's not doing this.

"Steve, please," Robin begs, "it's just one night. For me. You love me."

There are so many other ways they could spend a Saturday night that don't involve listening to shitty musicians. They'll all suck. He knows that. They've done this before, and he's never heard anything he's liked.

"Steve. For me," she pleads, giving him the eyes.

He sighs. He was always going, but he's not happy about it. And he wants Robin to know that.

"Tammy Thompson sounds like a Muppet," Steve says.

"You've said," Robin mumbles, annoyed.

That's the whole reason they're here in Indianapolis tonight, at some under twenty-one club, listening to teens and college kids play shitty music. To hear Tammy Thompson nasal her way through a song or two.

Someone brought a goddamn flute. To an open mic night. A flute. These people are all weirdos. No talent to be found.

Then the little stage is suddenly bustling with movement, bringing in actual instruments and equipment. Okay, maybe they're getting somewhere. This has to be better than another douchebag with a guitar.

Oh, no.

That's definitely a douchebag with a guitar.

"Is that…Eddie Munson?" Steve asks, cutting Robin a look.

"Well, duh," Robin says, totally unbothered by this very weird turn of events, "he has a band, you know that."

He knows that? He doesn't know that. He knows Eddie Munson is a dealer. He knows Eddie Munson is a freak. But he didn't know Eddie Munson played the guitar.

"I didn't fucking know that," Steve says, confused, wrinkling his forehead.

"They play at The Hideout every week. Eddie, Jeff, Gareth and Goodie. Corroded Coffin. You know that. Everybody knows that. Eddie is always hanging up flyers everywhere."

News to him. He doesn't know any of these guys. Who the fuck is Goodie? That's not even a name.

"I think you're making shit up. I don't recognize any of those guys. Like, not at all. Did they go to Hawkins? While I was there?"

Robin looks at him like he's an asshole. Okay, they must have.

"They gotta be way younger," Steve finally says, indignant. "I know Eddie. Because he's been a senior for the last five years."

She gives him a withering look, "Three years. Last three years."

Like that's better.

Eddie is quietly helping the drummer get his shit set up as fast as they can, and Steve watches. This should be good. This will be way more entertaining than Tammy Thompson. Because he can't fathom what Eddie Munson might think is good music. God, Steve hopes he tries to sing.

He's positive this will be worth the cover charge, for sure. A trainwreck.

It's not a trainwreck. Eddie Munson falls back, and the black kid takes the mic. Okay, he didn't expect that. He expected Munson to be front and center.

"Who's the singer?"

"Jeff Williams. His sister was in your class," Robin hisses.

Oh, okay. Molly Williams was fun. She wouldn't give him the time of day when he tried to get her to go on a date with him, but fun. He didn't even know she had a little brother.

They start playing a song, and Steve doesn't recognize it.

Jeff shouts, "All aboard!" and laughs as the drummer starts clicking his sticks together, then playing, and it's okay. Fine.

Then, Eddie starts playing the guitar.

Goddammit.

Steve hates to be wrong, and hates that this is really working for him. Eddie Munson looks at ease, happy, and kinda hot. Steve's never seen him look like that at school. Not once. Munson is snarky, snappy. Always quick to bite back. Funny, for sure, but Steve would avoid him, because Munson never shied away from trying to make Steve look stupid at every fucking turn.

But he can play the guitar, apparently.

Robin nudges his shoulder, "They're good, right?"

He nods, not looking away. They're good.

They play another heavy song, but it's Queen. They're doing a metal cover of Bicycle Race, and that amuses Steve, he likes Queen.

After they're done playing, Steve makes excuses, and slips outside into the alley. He's pretty sure Eddie Munson isn't going to stay to watch this other shit.

Eventually, there he is, guitar case in hand. Steve thinks he'd like to ride him like a bicycle, and that's a new thought.

About Eddie. Not about men.

"Oh, hey," Steve says, leaning against the wall of the alley, smoking a cigarette he bummed. Robin will kill him, but he needs an excuse to be out here. Like he wasn't waiting. Even if he totally was.

"Harrington," Eddie says with contempt, "what brings you out here with us freaks?"

"Robin," Steve says, and Eddie gives him a look.

"Buckley's really friends with you? I thought that was a terrible rumor."

Steve pretends that doesn't hurt, and just nods.

"Too bad, I like her," Eddie says, and this was a mistake. What the fuck was he thinking? Eddie Munson will just give him a tongue-lashing, and not in a fun way. He's an idiot for thinking otherwise. Steve isn't this hard up.

"Okay, well, you guys looked good," Steve says, pushing himself off the wall.

Eddie laughs, incredulous, "You thought we looked good?"

"Sounded," Steve corrects.

"You, King Steve, thought we sounded good? I've been to your house parties. You don't listen to metal. Do you even know who Ozzy is?"

Steve doesn't, and shakes his head. And Eddie's been to his house? Since when? Nevermind. Doesn't matter.

"You guys were good compared to all that other shit I had to sit through tonight. You sounded like, you know, actual music. I guess."

Eddie raises an eyebrow, like he can see right through Steve.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

Steve suddenly feels like he's in big trouble. Trapped. Backed into a corner.

Eddie smiles and takes a step towards him, and it's predatory.

Steve swallows.

Oh, he's definitely in trouble.

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wakeupthemembersofbylernation · 10 months

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Just say you hate Eleven don’t beat around the bush with listing all the reasons Will deserves a prize. “deserves the boy he loves” right and where does Mikes feelings coming into that exactly? So far I’ve learned there two sets of fans the ones who fancy finn and want to see him kiss boys as some weird fantasy and the others who adore Will and feel he deserves what he wants without thinking of the other party.

Only in the ST fandom can someone take a reasonable sentence like, “After four seasons of trauma, Will deserves a happy ending” and utterly twist it to mean, “I hate El and want her to be alone and miserable grrr.” It’s also wild how you can glean “Will deserves a prize” from my words when that’s not at all what I said. I don’t see Mike as a “prize” for Will. That’d be ridiculous. I see them as equals- because that’s what they are: lifelong best friends who’ve been through so much, consistently put each other first, and have made multiple beautiful promises to each other.

“But you said, ‘Will has suffered so much and deserves a happy ending with the boy he loves.’ How is that not proving my point?” Yes, I did say that, and I would say it again in a heartbeat. Will has suffered so much. Here’s a refresher on just some of his trauma. Given the context of everything, given the significance of Will’s sexuality to both his coming-of-age journey and the 80s, it would be genuinely cruel to not give him a happy ending. And it’s not Byler shippers on the Internet, but the show itself, that has consistently tied this happy ending to Mike. It’s been reinforced in every season, and the writers and filmmakers doubled-down on it in Season 4 through the van scene and through aggressively inserting Will into every Milkvan scene so that he’s always on your mind. S3 brought up their hypothetical question of the future through the rain fight, and it also had Will very specifically saying, “I’m not gonna fall in love.” This was not placed in the show so he could be proven right in S5 when Mike iNeViTaBlY rejects him. Be serious.

As I said in my post, this has nothing to do with thinking unreciprocated storylines don’t serve a purpose in media. Obviously they do! Stranger Things has given us a few: Dustin and Max, Steve and Robin, and Steve and Nancy (after they broke up). It is also given us another which I will talk about in a second, although this one comes with a twist. Dustin was crushing on the attractive new girl in school, as was Lucas. Max chose Lucas and fell for him. Dustin was sad about it, sure. The Snowball dance emphasized his general sadness as well as his unluckiness with girls at the time. Narratively, dancing with Nancy was the healing moment he needed to move on. It propelled his character to his Season 3 glow up, where he surprises his friends with news that he is dating Suzie. Dustin liked Max, but he wasn’t in love with Max, built upon a lifelong friendship. The situation is just structurally different.

Steve and Robin? Well, you know the story. Steve developed feelings for Robin (after Dustin pushed him in that direction, I might add) over the course of S3. But Robin was like, “Psyche! I’m a lesbian. Let’s be best friends,” and platonic Stobin was born. Notice there was no grief on Steve’s part. Steve was shocked, sure, but he wasn’t heartbroken. He bounced back in a heartbeat and fully accepted her sexuality. And then the season ends with their friendship shenanigans at the video store. Again, this was a crush. And it had a very interesting plot twist at the end of it. And it served a very specific purpose in Steve’s journey.

In terms of Steve and Nancy, there was more heartbreak involved, since they were actually dating. And in S4, it’s clear that Steve has never fully gotten over Nancy, or at least he thinks he hasn’t gotten over her. But narratively, this just serves a fundamentally different purpose than the situation between Mike and Will. Steve believes he needs romantic love to be happy, so his arc is accepting that he doesn’t. Also, as a presumed straight character (even though I love the bi Steve HCs), he doesn’t have the same kind of existential crisis that Will, a sad gay boy in the 80s, does.

The fourth unreciprocated storyline is an interesting one cause it’s not actually unreciprocated at all. It just seems that way. And of course, I’m talking about Robin and Vickie. Robin has feelings for Vickie, but when she sees Vickie with her boyfriend Dan, she assumes all hope is lost. But alas, all hope is not lost! Vickie is queer too and has feelings for Robin as well. You just have to take off your heteronormative glasses to recognize it. Sound similar to something else?

I bring this up because while Byler shares surface-level similarities to these other unrequited storylines, it visually parallels the situation with Robin and Vickie. So don’t be surprised when Mike, like Vickie, turns out not to be straight. And character wise, it’s deeper than all the other examples by miles. Dustin got over Max, Steve got over Robin, Steve is just looking for any girlfriend tbh, and S4 showed Robin getting over Vickie before the plot twist. Will and Mike are lifelong best friends, and a slow-burn rejection arc would not only make no sense, in-universe it would structurally derail Byler’s powerful connection and interrupt key plots already in motion during the apocalypse.

You forget that these aren’t real people. They are characters. In real life, sure, sometimes you don’t get what you want. Sometimes gay kids fall in love with their lifelong straight best friends, get gently rejected, and then life goes on eventually. In real life, saying, “But I have suffered, so you must love me back,” would be insane. And Will agrees. The homewrecker allegations need to stop. In the context of the show, Will doesn’t think that Mike loves him back. He doesn’t think love can be for boys like him. It rips him apart and tears him inside for sure, but all throughout S4 he’s the one trying to repair his bestie’s relationship while being madly in love with him. Will thinks he will be forever alone, and your argument is that he should be proven right?

Of course, I adore Will. He’s my favorite character, and I’m a proud member of the Willuminati. The shoe fits, and I will wear it. But I saw this Tweet today that I had to screenshot, and it applies directly to the subtext of your ask:

No one should find it strange or delusional or creepy that people ship Will with the boy he’s into. Calling it a “weird fantasy” in any context is inherently homophobic and weird behavior. You simply would not say that about any other ship in the show. Admit that you find queerness icky. Don’t hide behind faux concern for El.

Lastly, I must directly respond to your question,“Where do Mike’s feelings come into that exactly? Why do Bylers feel Will deserves what he wants without thinking of the other party?”

What are you even saying? Accusing Bylers of not thinking about Mike is the strangest accusation considering there are 50 essays per day posted on this app diving into the psychology of Mike. Mike’s feelings are powerful. Mike’s feelings are important. I could just as easily have written a post that said, “After everything Mike has been through, he deserves a happy ending with the boy he loves” because Mike clearly loves Will. It is overflowing out of him. If you analyze and “think of the other party” as you put it, it becomes crystal-clear where Mike’s feelings come into play and what his happy ending is. Hint: it’s not with the girl he can’t even write ILY to.

I could have written about Mike, but my post was about Will, who is canonically gay, deeply traumatized, and whose sexuality is not in doubt. Will deserves a happy ending. “But El is also traumatized, and she deserves a happy ending as well.” Agreed, but her happy ending and the overall trajectory of her character arc simply do not center Mike. El’s arc is rooted in her independence, and I could do a deep-dive analysis comparing and contrasting Will and El and explaining why romantic love is central to Will’s endgame but not to El’s. But I’m sure there are fifty of those already on this platform. I want Mike, Will, and El to all have happy endings.

Anyway, Byler endgame.

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strangertheories · 9 months

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the biggest reason I don't rlly like romantic ronance is because I don't really ship nancy with anyone - I am a firm believer in Single Nancy Supremacy! I think that the two romantic relationships we see her have (with steve and with jonathan) both struggled because of her grief in relation to barb - its much clearer with her relationship to steve as it literally breaks down as a result of her grief and guilt and that idea of faking happiness, and I think that may also be the case with her relationship with jonathan as well, and we know that she's been questioning things about the relationship and hiding that she feels unfulfilled, though in her eyes she feels like she wants steve, but i think she just remembers how easy things were with steve before all the upside-downy stuff and wants to go back to how things were back then. I feel as though she struggles in those relationships because the type of companionship she is searching for is the easy, comfortable, platonic love and closeness she had with barb back then, and its clearly a huge part of her character arc, since losing barb is what caused her to become actively involved in all the upside-downy stuff and piqued her interest in journalism through her work with murray (alongside her clear desire for solving mysteries and the like). what nancy needs right now isn't a romantic relationship, but a platonic female friendship, a connection that is not fueled by anything sexual at all - hence my stance as a Platonic ronance truther!! we already see the closeness and trust the two of them have with each other as they scheme to break in to see victor creel and as they work together later on, and I think that kind of platonic connection between two women will be wonderful for the both of them, and robin as well deserves a platonic friendship that isn't just with the guy people keep thinking she's in love with. I really hope the show does take it that way, especially since platonic relationships have played such a key role throughout the show (the party's dedication to each other (excluding byler and their romantic love for each other but thats a whole other thing), dustin's relationships with steve and eddie, platonic stobin ofc, jonathan and argyles friendship (this one is so important to me as well as robin and nancy because of how dedicated they are to each other), and especially the friendship between el and max (I could write a whole nother essay about that tbh)) and I think it would be a wonderful ending for both robin and nancy to find that friendship with each other!!

This is completely fair and valid, plus a good analysis. For me personally, I prefer Ronance to single Nancy. Firstly because I just like their dynamic being 80s sapphic enemies/rivals to lovers. Secondly, I think Robin dating an established character is easier writing wise cause the show adds too many people and has less time to flesh out Vickie because of it. However, I also like it because of Nancy's character arc.

I think her character is very male centric and the writers seem to abandon her life goals to push her into the box of being Steve's suburban wife or in other words, her canon worst nightmare. Despite being the badass feminist character, she feels so focused around men and Steve and it's really odd to me. Especially how weirdly confrontational she was to Robin because she assumed she was dating Steve. They broke up two years ago and Nancy never even loved him, it's so odd.

Anyways to circle back to my point, I like the idea of Nancy's ending not being her settling down with Steve. I'm very anti-St4ncy if you can't tell. I'm less opposed to Jonathan and Nancy but even then, she's still at risk of falling into her nightmare with him. I think this is part of the reason why single Nancy is good and canon wise, I think that's her best outcome.

However, Nancy says right from the start that she wants to truly rebel. She dates Steve as an act of rebellion but because she's rebelling in the way everyone else does, it's ultimately a way for her to safely fit in and tell herself she's doing something radical as Jonathan points out. She hides her true feelings because whilst she knows she won't be satisfied by the life she's heading towards, she's scared to do anything otherwise.

I think 80s badass sapphic feminist Nancy dating a woman would both act as her embracing her true feelings and rebelling away from the trap of being a suburban housewife that her mother fell into. Single Nancy can work for that too, but I think having Nancy canonically like girls would perfectly fit into her framework of actually truly rebelling against expectations instead of seeking safety in a boy she tried to force herself to love.

I think these two opinions can coexist but that's just why I think romantic Ronance is great for Nancy. I do agree that platonic relationships would be good for her, but I also think that this relationship romantically would work with her character arc too. Thanks for the ask!

#ronance #anti jancy #anti stancy #nancy wheeler

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ronancexists · 7 months

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Hello everyone, and welcome to Day 4 of Ronancetober! I hope y'all have been enjoying everything I've put out so far, because I've got another one coming your way! This one's got a healthy dose of Platonic with a capital P! Stobin, because those two are the best thing that could've happened to Stranger Things aside from Byler and Ronance becoming canon. It's also got a tiny bit of Stonathan as well, but it's only a brief mention. Anyways, here's my submission for day 4, and I hope y'all like it!

Day 4: Kiss

Robin sighed as she glanced up at the clock for what had to be the umpteenth time within the past five minutes.

“Robbie, if you sigh one more time I’m going to chuck this at you,” Steve threatened, looking at his best friend with exasperation written all over his face, the thing he was about to throw being one of the many VHS tapes he was currently putting back on the shelves.

It hadn’t been super busy today, though Keith neglected to do any of the actual work involved with being a manager whenever he worked with one or both of them. She and Steve knew more about the job than he did. The two of them were essentially running the place, but Keith had the official name tag stating he was in charge.

They had managed to convince him that Steve would most definitely muck something up if Robin weren’t there with him to keep an eye on him, which is how they ended up working most, if not all, of their shifts together, without Keith's supervision. It worked out perfectly for the two of them, because that meant neither one of them had to do anything on their own. It didn’t hurt that it gave Robin even more opportunities to poke fun at Steve.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Is my suffering bothering you? I’ll be sure to keep it down in the future.”

Steve rolled his eyes as Robin smiled brightly, her nose crinkling in happiness as it always did when she managed to rile him up.

After doing a quick lap around the store, Robin determined it was safe. She hopped up on the counter, legs swinging back and forth as she watched Steve stack the tapes on the shelves.

“You know,” Steve grunted as he finally reached the top shelf in one of the many isles, placing the tape down as gently as possible. “You could help me instead of just sitting there, watching me do all of the work.”

Robin couldn't help the snort of amusement that escaped as soon as Steve had finished talking. “You’re one to talk. You left me to rewind all those tapes,” she gestured to the ones stacked up in his arms. “So you could have a make-out session with Jonathan in the back room.”

“Shh!” Steve hushed, eyes darting around frantically to search for prying ears.

“Relax, dingus. I already took a lap. I wouldn’t have said anything if we had customers.”

“Well you could warn a guy next time,” he grumbled.

“Such a baby.”

Steve stuck his tongue out at her in response.

“Who are we calling a baby?”

The nineteen-year-old had to stifle his laughter as Robin practically turned into a puddle where she had been sitting at the sight of Nancy. He knew after everything with Vecna that Robin had developed what she deemed was a minor crush on Nancy, though he would label it as infatuation. Regardless, Robin hadn’t been able to stop babbling about the girl, everything about her crush on Vickie simply flying out the window after the events during the school year, where she had gotten to know Nancy from Nancy herself rather than through all of the stories Steve had about her.

Steve couldn’t blame Robin for falling for Nancy even if he wanted to. Hell, he probably understood the enigma that was Nancy Wheeler better than anyone. After all, he had been lucky enough to date her before everything with the Upside Down transpired. He was brave enough to acknowledge that he had hurt Nancy badly, and she was brave enough to acknowledge that she had hurt him as well. The two of them had a long, rough talk about everything that had transpired between them, and they came to the conclusion that they were much better off as friends than they ever were as a couple.

Needless to say, Steve was quite surprised when Nancy had confided in him that she was crushing on Robin, and crushing quite hard on her at that. He’d had to hold in his laughter when she said she couldn’t discern if Robin was into her the same way. He thought it was quite obvious, but he supposed that could be because he knew Robin better than Robin knew herself. Plus, if Nancy was too worried about not making her own crush apparent, he figured that would occupy most of her attention, enough for her not to notice the heart eyes Robin was constantly shooting her way.

He was between a rock and a hard place. On one hand, if he told one girl how the other felt, it could result in them getting together and earn himself a pat on the back. On the other hand, the girl he told could become furious at him for revealing the other's secret, and when the girl he told told the other girl, he’d probably have two very angry, very determined, and very capable of hurting him women gunning for his head. It was a win-lose situation, so he resolved to keep his mouth shut. However, that didn’t mean he couldn’t intervene in other ways.

“Robbie?”

“What’s up, Stevie?”

“Could you grab me the ladder from the back room?”

Robin arched an eyebrow at him, internally pleading for him not to actually be interrupting her lovely conversation with Nancy. Times with the other girl were far and few between, especially since she had begun working almost everyday to save up so she could move the fuck out of this town.

“Please?” He asked, turning the puppy dog eyes and everything. He knew she could never say no to him when he used the puppy dog eyes.

“Ughhhh. Fine,” she grumbled, apologizing to Nancy before turning around and hopping behind the counter, heading for the backroom.

“You should just tell her, ya know,” Steve said as soon as Robin was out of earshot, placing the tapes down on one of the bare shelves and walking towards Nancy.

Nancy scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.

“I’m serious, Nance. She’s ready to leave everything behind. We’ve defeated Vecna, we got rid of the Upside Down for good. She doesn’t have a reason to stay.” The words unless you give her one remained unspoken, but they both heard it loud and clear.

“I know,” Nancy muttered, her gaze bouncing around everywhere but at Steve, finally landing behind the counter on the door to the backroom, where Robin was.

“Go,” Steve said quietly, squeezing her arm. “I’ll cover up here.”

Nancy grasped his hand in hers. “Wish me luck.”

He nodded, watching as Nancy walked behind the counter. “You won’t need it,” he muttered, a wide grin settling onto his face as he shot a fist in the air, overwhelmed with joy that he had actually done it. Oh, he couldn’t wait to see the look on Jonathan’s face when he told him he'd won their bet.

“Robin?” Nancy called out, unable to hide the quakiness of her voice.

“Nancy, thank goodness. I can’t find this freaking ladder anywhere. Come help me look,” Robin said, turning to look at Nancy when she didn’t get a response. “Hey, is everything ok? You’re looking a bit pale. And you’re trembling too. Oh God, you aren’t sick, are you? Cause if you are, I can get Steve to drive you home. I’ll come over with soup and ice cream and your favorite movies as soon as I’m done with my shift. We can lay in bed and watch them in your room together. Or I don’t have to stay. I can just drop it off for you and—”

Robin was cut off when Nancy rushed forward, pressing their lips together in an urgent and desperate kiss. Nancy pulled away when Robin didn’t reciprocate, dread slowly filling her chest when the taller girl simply stood there, eyes wide and mouth agape. “Shit, I knew this was a bad idea. I’m so sorry, Robin. I understand if you never want to talk to me again. I-I’ll leave you alone,” Nancy said, turning to walk away, stopping when Robin’s hand shot out and grabbed her arm. “Rob, what—”

Robin tugged on Nancy’s arm until the other girl was facing her, a smile threatening to bloom as her eyes shined with happiness. “Did you mean it?”

“What?” Nancy asked, breathless.

“The kiss. Did you mean it?”

“Of course I meant it, Robin. Why—”

Nancy gasped in surprise as Robin brushed their lips together, eyes fluttering shut as Robin’s hands settled on her waist. She moaned when the taller girl pulled on her hips until they were flush against one another. She reached up, tangling her hands in Robin’s hair, loving the feeling of the soft, curly strands between her fingers.

Robin flicked her tongue against the seam of Nancy’s lips, groaning in pure delight as Nancy’s lips parted, allowing her access to the other girl’s mouth. She started walking Nancy backwards until Nancy’s back was pressed against the door, their mouths never parting.

“Rob-Robin,” Nancy whimpered, a strangled groan leaving her lips when Robin broke their kiss off, only to begin trailing kisses down her neck. She tilted her head, grasping Robin’s hair tightly to hold her in place as she nipped and sucked at her pulse point.

“God, Nancy. You smell delicious,” Robin husked in her ear.

“Kiss me,” Nancy panted.

Robin didn’t need to be told twice. The two of them moaned as their mouths met once again, tongues and teeth clashing together in a messy, passionate kiss. Gradually, the kiss slowed down, ending with Robin sucking Nancy’s lower lip into her mouth, releasing it with a pop. She pressed their foreheads together, unable to hide her massive grin as she looked into Nancy’s eyes. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Really?” Nancy inquired, her hands splayed across the back of Robin’s neck, thumbs rubbing up and down in a soothing manner. “Me too.”

The taller girl stared at Nancy in disbelief. “Wait, seriously?”

Nancy laughed, eyes sparkling with delight. “Seriously,” she confirmed.

“Wow,” Robin whispered, completely in awe of the woman in front of her. “I can’t believe Nancy Wheeler is into me. Me, of all the people in Hawkins. Please tell me I’m not dreaming.”

“You aren’t dreaming,” Nancy whispered, standing on her tiptoes to press a light kiss to Robin’s lips.

“Nancy Wheeler is into me,” Robin repeated, a dreamy look on her face.

Nancy shook her head in amusement. “You’re such an idiot, Robin Buckley.”

“But I’m your idiot. I mean, if you want me to be. If not, then just let me know so I can begin working on mending my broken heart. Because I don’t think I could handle it if this was just you experimenting or doing it because of a dare or some shit like that.”

“It’s nothing like that. I like you, Robin. More than all of those people I’ve dated in the past.”

“Even Steve?”

“Even Steve,” Nancy confirmed. “In fact, I’d like to ask if you, Robin James Buckley, would do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“The honor would be all mine, Nancy Anne Wheeler.”

They sealed the deal with a kiss, as they would with everything from that point forward.

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fandsart · 1 year

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The platonic stobin prompt of wedding guests.

I accidentally implemented prompt 9 as well

Robin was really hoping her parents wouldn’t find out she had plans to attend Hopper and Joyce’s wedding. Even worse is that it was all thanks to her own big mouth. It just slipped out at dinner last night and now she’s insisting on taking her shopping for a formal dress that she knows Robin doesn’t already have.

She ends up coming out of it feeling like she’s showing so much skin, because anything with more coverage is ‘probably too formal,’ and ‘it’s still more than your old Scoops Ahoy uniform.’ As if that uniform didn’t have an accompanying counter covering the rest of her from most people most of the time and still remained a curse laid upon her.

She calls Steve pretty much as soon as she gets home. He lets her go on the rant about the audacity of her mom and how annoying it was to pick something out she felt halfway comfortable in and how much time she felt like she’d wasted since she didn’t even want to wear it.

“Just give me the outfit we planned for you to wear before the wedding day, and then when it comes, you can get dressed again after you leave your house.”

“Yeah, except she wants to drive both of us to the wedding.”

“First of all, I’m a legal adult who isn’t related to her at all. She can’t make me do anything. Second of all… Why?”

“Surpise! Finding out that we were going to a wedding together did nothing to sway her perception that we’re dating. She wants to be involved in ‘the closest thing to my prom experience’ or something.”

“Man, your mom is so weird. She thinks that you talk too much but gets annoyed that she’s not more involved in your life?”

“ I think she’s reliving her childhood, vicariously, through me.”

Steve lets out a kind of grunt that Robin can tell means he’s rolling his eyes.

↞⬡+¤+⬡↠

It’s only two days before the wedding that Robin’s mom really puts her foot down. Not only would she not allow Robin to go to the wedding at all, but she’d be grounded for the next two weeks, if Robin didn’t let her drive her and Steve.

When she tells Steve, he lets out the biggest groan she’s maybe ever heard from him before asking what color the dress she got is.

“Why?”

“If we have to use it, we’re gonna match.”

↞⬡+¤+⬡↠

Steve glares at Mrs. Buckley the entire trip to the wedding. There’s no reason he and Robin both need to be crammed into the back seat except that it makes Mrs. Buckley nostalgic and she thinks it’s cute. Steve hasn’t been treated like this since he was maybe ten and the fact that Robin still has to deal with this infuriates him on her behalf.

She’s kind of hunched over herself, holding the end of the dress over her knees. When they finally get dropped off he finds her practically hiding behind him as they make their way to the seating area of the venue. Until Steve diverts their path and starts heading to the bathrooms.

“Whoa, what are you doing?” Robin asks, still trailing behind him.

“We don’t have to deal with this.”

She scoffs. “Technically I’m the one dealing with it.”

“Oh, please.” He leads her to the family bathroom and she follows him inside.

“So the plan is…” she prompts.

“Switching outfits if you’re down for it.” He doesn’t expect her to step back with uncertainty. “What? It’s not like we haven’t shared clothes before. We’re only off by, like, one size.”

“Yeah, but we’ve never shared a dress before. Are you sure you’re comfortable wearing one?”

He shrugs. “I’ve never worn one before so I’m not entirely sure, but I’m pretty sure I’ll at least be more comfortable in it than you are right now.”

“Ok, but… people will see you.”

He puts his hand on her shoulder comfortingly. “Only our friends. And we can always explain the situation. They already know dresses make you uncomfortable. I’m sure they’ll understand.”

↞⬡+¤+⬡↠

They do get some double takes, but a lot of the group had seen them enter, and had looked more confused at Robin in a dress than Steve. They must have inferred what happened themselves. The only one who really scunches their nose at the visual is Mike, who retreats with an eyeroll when Steve flips him off.

The wedding itself goes on without a hitch. Joyce looked beautiful in her dress and Hopper made a joke about his own ‘intense journey to getting in shape for this wedding.’ It’s nice, and no one even pays attention to Steve past the initial double takes, and Robin is much more physically comfortable.

But the night ends soon enough, and they have to re-change before Mrs. Buckley has to pick them up again

Still accepting prompts from the Prompt list

#stobin #platonic stobin #platonic with a capital p #platonic stobin month #stobin month #steve harrington #robin buckley #st fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #ficlet #fandsart

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shipskicksandgiggles · 7 months

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Hi! I would like to request number 16 from your prompts list for buckingham (and maybe platonic!stobin involved if you feel like it?)

Thanks!

hello! I know it's been like a month, but I finally got around to editing this so here you are! I went the platonic stobin route because it fits well with the original situation, but I hope you like it

prompt: “Well, I mean, the waitress was flirting with you.” “The waitress was what now?” (from this list) Read Coffee Cures on ao3

Since she’d started college in Boston, Robin’s chances to see Steve had seriously diminished.

Not that Steve was still in Indiana or anything, he’d moved with her, they just weren’t roommates like they were in Indy that one summer, and between her classes and his work schedule, they hardly saw each other.

However when they did manage to get together, it was always an event.

They were going to dinner and ice cream near Steve’s apartment, and were fully committed to a night of drinking and bitching about each other's love lives.

It was going to be a great night.

“I know I shouldn’t think about her, but you dated her didn’t you? How long did it take to get over her?”

“A while, Robs, but that’s why I’m telling you you need to let her go.”

“I’ve let her go, she’s gone, she hasn’t called me first in months, why should I care.”

Steve gave her an unimpressed stare, but before he could say anything, the waitress walked up to their table. Her name tag read Chrissy, which Robin thought was the perfect name for the bubbly blonde.

“Did you have enough time to look at the menu?” she asked.

“We did,” Steve answered. “I’ll have the BLT please.”

“Alright, and for you?”

“I’ll have the house burger, but can I get that without tomatoes?”

“Absolutely, no tomatoes, got it. Is ketchup still okay?”

“Yeah, ketchup is fine, I just don’t like the texture of tomatoes themselves.”

“I’m right there with you, hon, I have the same problem with cooked peppers.”

“Oh my god, that’s the worst, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine, we always find ways to deal, don’t we?” She winked at Robin, who smiled. “I’ll get that right in for you, and I’ll grab you another round of drinks if you’re ready.”

They both gave the affirmative, and she gave them another smile before she walked off.

“You have been using Nancy as a distraction all night, I desperately need to hear about your roommate that you’re not at all in love with,” Robin told Steve once the waitress was gone.

Steve stared at her for a beat before scoffing. “Sure, bring up the roommate, why don’t you? I’ve told you before, nothing can happen there. It look long enough to find a roommate, I can’t fuck this up.”

“Even if he’s hot as shit and acts interested in you?”

“And occasionally walks around in just a towel which leaves very little to the imagination,” Steve mumbled.

Robin shrieked and smacked him with a napkin. “Oh my god, you’re joking. Details, I need to know how this happened.”

“Jesus Christ, quiet down and I’ll tell you. My lord, people are staring, Robin.”

“Sorry, sorry, please continue.”

Half way through his story about the hot water going out when he’d had an irregular day off from work that somehow was way more involved than Robin had expected, the waitress brought their food.

“BLT for you, and a burger, no tomato for the lady,” their waitress said as she sat the plates down. “Let me know if you need anything else, alright?”

“For sure, thanks,” Robin responded, still mostly enthralled with Steve’s story.

Steve barely paused either, only doing so long enough to smile at the waitress and focus back on Robin before he continued.

Robin was putting money on Steve making out with his roommate within a week. Why are their mating rituals so intricate?

“It’s almost like he’s flirting with me, but I think he’s just being nice.”

“So I see we still haven’t unpacked your homoerotic friendship with that friend of yours from high school yet.”

“Leave Tommy out of this, jackass.”

The bickering continued until their food and drinks had all been finished, and the waitress dropped off their check.

Robin sighed. “Alright, who’s turn is it to pay while the other person argues about it like we haven’t been doing this since high school?”

“It’s mine,” Steve said, pulling out his wallet. “Want to pick up ice cream on the way home?”

“You read my mind,” she said, grabbing her jacket and bag. “Let me go wash my hands before we leave, and then head back to yours for movies, more drinks, and a hangover tomorrow morning.”

“Ugh, don’t even say the word, Robs. But yes, exactly that, let’s go.”

The waitress picked up his card while Robin was still there, and evidently dropped it back off while she was in the bathroom. Steve grabbed his copy of the receipt and they went back to his car.

The rest of the night went exactly as described. It was their tradition, and neither of them had to work in the morning.

Even if they did feel like shit the morning after.

Steve handed Robin a cup of coffee and a painkiller.

She grumbled her thanks and flopped down at his kitchen table. “I’m really glad Eddie is out of town, I love the guy, but I don’t know him well enough for him to see me like this.”

“He definitely wouldn’t care, but I get it. He’s a real sweetheart, I promise.”

“Jesus Christ, I can’t wait for this guy to fuck you.”

He smacked her lightheartedly, but seemed to brighten as if he realized something. “Speaking of getting fucked-”

“If this is about Nancy, I don’t want to hear it, I will throw up on you.”

“It’s not about Nancy, it’s about someone else who might be interested in you.”

“Literally who else do I know who likes women that I have a shot with?”

“Well, I mean, the waitress was flirting with you.”

“The waitress was what now?”

“Flirting. With you, Robin Kathrine Buckley.”

“The waitress from last night?”

“Yes, that waitress.”

“She was not flirting, Steve, what the hell. Why on earth would you even say that?”

“First of all, did you not notice she didn’t look my way the whole night? She looked at you every time she came to the table. Also, you talked to her about vegetables.”

“So?”

“Robin, platonic love of my life, that’s a conversation you only have with someone you’d be interested in having other conversations with.”

“I thought it was a normal conversation,” Robin muttered. “I still don’t believe you.”

“Fine.” Steve got up and walked towards the door, as if to leave.

“This is your apartment, Steve, you can’t just storm out.”

“That’s not what I’m doing.”

She heard some shuffling and a noise of triumph before he came back in and slammed something on the table in front of her.

“That’s our receipt from last night. I’m going to take a wild guess and say I wasn’t the one she left her number for.”

Sure enough, Robin was staring down at the set of numbers scrawled in the same neat, black pen their order had been, alongside another message.

‘If you need help with the hangover you’re planning, I know a great place for coffee. X, Chrissy’’

“What.”

“I’d take her up on that,” Steve said. “You look like shit but you can use my shower if you want.”

“I should call her?”

“Robin, if I have to dial the number for you, I will. Call her.”

She dialed the number and prayed to anyone listening that Steve was right.

“Hello?” a feminine voice answered.

“Um, hi, I’m sorry, Would your name happen to be Chrissy?”

“Yes,” the voice answered slowly.

“Okay, okay, sorry, hi, I’m Robin, I think you were our waitress last night, and you left your number on our receipt.”

“Tomato girl!”

“Yeah, that’s me, I’m tomato girl.”

Steve snorted from where he was clearly eavesdropping.

She ignored him. “Listen, I’d love to take you up on that cup of coffee if you’re still interested.”

“Definitely still interested. How soon can you be at The Brewery coffee house?”

“Give me 45 minutes.”

“Perfect, see you then, cutie.”

The line clicked, and Robin sat frozen in her seat.

“Are you okay over there?”

“She called me cutie.”

“You’re meeting her in 45 minutes, you need to snap out of it and get in the shower.”

“This is true. Go through my overnight bag and find something suitable for a coffee date and substitute whatever you have to with things I’m sure I’ve left here.”

“Got it,” Steve saluted and went off to find her bag while Robin made her way to the bathroom.

20 minutes later she felt loads better, and Steve had left a change of clothes on the counter for her.

“Is this your shirt?”

“Not sure, it’s one of ours though.”

“Cool.”

She changed and made a checklist of everything she needed before running out the door, promising Steve she’d text him updates and be back for her stuff later with a full debrief.

As she raced down the stairs, she almost knocked Eddie over as he came home.

“Eddie!”

“Robin, how are you?”

“Great, can’t stay and talk, but I’ll see you later. And actually,” she said, grabbing his wrist. “Ordinarily I wouldn’t do this and let you morons work things out at your own pace, but Steve did something nice for me this morning so this is me returning the favor.”

She took a deep breath, allowing Eddie’s concerned face to ground her. “You’re not delusional, the feeling is mutual. You should definitely kiss him when you walk in the door.”

“Okay?”

“Great, hope you two finally bang it out! Put a sock or something on the door though, I’m coming back later and would rather not see your bare naked ass.”

“Noted.”

“Bye Eddie!”

And with that, she flew down the staircase and put the door in the direction she knew the coffee shop was.

#ellis writes #anon #buckingham #platonic stobin #robin buckley #steve harrington #robin buckley x chrissy cunningham #fluff #this is just silly

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shares-a-vest · 1 year

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Platonic Stobin Month, Day 25: Pool

"Come on!"

Steve stares at Robin’s wiggling fingers coaxing him onto the first step into the pool. He flits a glance to her smiling and welcoming face, regretting this whole situation.

It reminds him of his swimming teacher at Hawkins Public Pool when he was four and his dad first took him to the Little Kickers swimming group. Robin even has his former swimming teacher’s hair colour. It also (and perhaps more awkwardly) makes Steve think about his mother doing the very same thing: beckoning him into the pool when his parents built the house and first moved in when he was seven.

He looks up at the late afternoon sky, the thin, sporadic clouds moving quickly over them as the sun gradually moves lower. He crosses his arms over his bare chest and looks at his best friend.

"Come on," she repeats, adding a gentle splash this time as she moves down one more step.

"Nah," he says, drawing out his protest as he shakes his head. "Maybe tomorrow?"

He takes one step back as Robin huffs and splashes a frustrated fist through the water.

"Steve!"

He’s sure he looks like he did his first day at Little Kickers and again when he was scared of his expansive new backyard at seven. And yeah sure, he’s willing to admit he feels the same way he did both those times - even if he entirely regrets the whole reason his new best friend is now involved in getting him into his own damn pool.

In Robin finding out all about the Upside Down, superpowers and government conspiracies, she inevitably asked for Steve to slow it all down and start from the beginning.

The beginning for him being Barb Holland’s disappearance.

From his own backyard.

By being sucked into the Upside Down via the drainpipe in this very pool.

So yeah, Steve is now stuck being as scared as his four and seven year-old past selves about venturing into his temperature-controlled pretty-rich-boy pool. And he feels completely pathetic about it.

"Please?" Robin begs, holding out her hand once again as water drips from it. "We have to get this fear over and done with before summer."

She is right. Summer means hot days, heatwaves and a hoard of selfish gremlins treating his house like it’s their own personal rec centre. Mike even brings his own boombox, while Lucas and Dustin drag along enough pool toys to open their own aquatic centre.

Yes, he’d gone through this before, retreating into the house with the cover of making snacks (which in turn, has led him to being the chief provider of food to seven mooching teenagers). A cover that worked well enough until the kids insisted on staying late in the dog days of the summer of '85 where he’d be forced to go out at night after they had all left in order to clean up before his oblivious parents got home (if they’d ever come home, that is).

He breathes in and holds his breath as he steps towards Robin, tip-toeing as he goes - partly because he thinks a delicate approach will work, but mostly due to the warm concrete.

"Yay!" Robin claps (once again sounding like both his swim teacher and his mom) as he takes a tentative step into the pool, the water immediately cooling his feet and fuck, he’d forgotten how nice this pool’s water feels on his permanently-hot skin.

Robin reaches out both arms as she steps down onto the shallow pool floor, wiggling her fingers and smiling with glee as he reaches her.

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what's your take on steve/eddie ships other than steddie? :) (ope does that make sense) i've seen j*son/eddie and it's so djfkjgdklkhdkl

going to be CAREFUL here um... steve's most important relationship dynamics (as in platonically as well bc romance does not fall above friendship..) to me will always be eddie robin and the kids and i just don't REALLY see eddie nor steve getting along very well with anyone else at least romantically so idk does that answer this 😭 i am not a fan of any couple that has an age gap or uncertain ages... not a fan of any poly situations that involve stobin. early days stonathan is cute other than that i pretty much am against it all either hardcore or just like Meh about and u can take with that what u will #HATE #SHADOW SKULL #FIRE #MURDER #DEATH

oh i think st0mmy is kind of funny like how he canonically had a crush on steve KILLS ME but i don't really enjoy it either cuz i just don't like tommy h for being friends w flop billy LOL but it's a funny little thing.. can't really think of anything else hmm eddie/argyle is a fun rarepair i love that one comic where steve has a little crush on argyle too it's so fucking real and whatever stonathan/eddie is i have nothing against... steddie-on... steady on... hm. i think jonathan would probably hate eddie but they would have been funny together even just platonically tbh #jedward. not a fan of st0ncy personally but nothing morally against it truly i am actually very chillaxed OKAY.. okay.

#asks #i have also seen jason and eddie before 😭 fucking insane #but it was like a 14 year old on tiktok #im trying to be more chill lately which is actually very hard and also battle my immense need to have Opinions!!!!! and be ALLOWED TO SAY #THEM!!!!! i dont think theres anyth wrong w being against smth silly like a Ship.. even if its petty if ur doing it in ur own space at leas #ppl who go out of their way to b hateful cunts like in public r well whatever wild but hm yeah #also i hc steddie both gay so yeah #sts

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thestobingirlie · 1 year

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i feel like there's a trend in fandom of ppl just stealing steve's relationships and swapping out steve for another character. or even his dynamics w other characters. like canon did this w eddie and dustin but in fanon i see it happen w eddie and max, robin, and sometimes nancy (specifically i've seen this recent increase in ppl saying eddie and nancy are 'platonic soulmates'). w the platonic soulmate stobin ripoff dynamic i also see it w eddie and chrissy as well as eddie and gareth. also in general eddie's relationship to the party as a whole will be depicted as nearly the exact same as steve's but they make fun of him less. plus ppl generally like to just,, give robin away to other characters and disregard her relationship w steve (esp for r*nance aus). it's annoying as someone who loves steve but i also think it's so lazy like all of steve's relationships in this show are v unique to the ppl involved and their shared experiences, and most of the time copy and pasting those dynamics over to other characters makes next to no sense (esp w the party and robin). like if you want to write about the relationship these characters could have then build that relationship on what they're actually like rather than just copying steve's dynamic w them.

oh, you are so right.

i’ve mentioned this before somewhere, but a lot of people criticise the duffers writing, and then their own fan fictions fall flat in the same ways. especially when it comes to character dynamics.

because the duffers brothers replicated steve and dustin’s dynamic with eddie and dustin, people are somehow incapable of actually writing eddie as having his own relationship with people, and so just replicate all of steve’s relationships. but they’re different characters! they behave differently! ironically, i think eddie is most similar to s1 steve, but people don’t wanna admit that, so write his relationships as seamless and easy, with no mention of his character arc of learning not to hate people based on preconceived ideas.

also, this isn’t super relevant, but an example i really don’t like is when people try to write max and eddie’s relationship. like, first all, they just totally erase steve when steve was the only teen max wrote a goodbye letter too. but most annoyingly, i see a lot of people write about eddie introducing max to metal music, and them bonding over it, etc. when billy listened to metal music. like, i doubt it’ll elicit great memories.

anyway, back on topic!!

i hate so much when people try to replicate steve and robin with anyone else. like, trying to swap out steve or robin with another character just doesn’t work. or when people try to insert eddie into steve and robin and make it a trio, like, eddie’s always gonna be on the edge. and it just doesn’t make sense when people pair two random friends together and say they’re platonic soulmates. that’s not how it works.

like, i know that nancy would get tired of eddie so fast. she could not put up with him long term. and forcing the platonic soulmates thing with chrissy is weird considering he literally just wanted to sell her drugs and knew her for less than a day. and peoples obsession with gareth kinda pisses him off. why isn’t jeff his best friend, why is it always gareth?

no one can beat robin and steve. i don’t even know why they’re trying.

and you’re so right. steve’s relationships with pretty much any character just can’t be replaced, because it is so unique. and trying to do so just falls flat. and it just really fucks me off when people replicate the relationship, and then try to say the kids are closer to eddie then steve. like. no they aren’t.

i honestly don’t understand why people want to copy and paste relationships when it’s so much more interesting to write them their own.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #stranger things #asks #anon

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hi!! hope you’re having a good day :) what are some things you’d like to see or expect to see in season 5? 🥰

heyy thank you darling, hope you're having a good day as well!!

i'd like to see mike and will KISS !

i'm expecting to see stoncy teaming up again!! i love their dynamic and it should've been explored more instead of the corny love triangle stuff

more platonic stobin, also i wanna see robin interact more with mike and will !!! gay people flocking together as they should

hmm i wanna see will get some LOVE, my boy needs a break

i really wanna see if they're really going to give will powers, i love the idea of him having dormant abilities that are going to finally release once he's in extreme danger (or it releasing when he sees mike in danger, that would be so cool)

WILLEL TEAMING UP

mike and will stuck together in the upside down, getting some time for themselves in the middle of an awful situation

i wanna see the breakdown of mlvn's relationship + lettergate becoming real I NEED TO SEE MIKE'S LETTERS TO WILL AND THE WAY HE SIGNED IT WITH "LOVE, MIKE"

el independent girlboss era

elumax REAL cause el and lucas are gonna bond over their love for max, i really wanna see that !!!! they would do anything for herrrrr

lucas parallel w mike in s1 with max "lost" and lucas saying something like "now i know how you felt"

lucas and mike fight, it's happening

i wanna see how grief is gonna change dustin's character, it'll break my heart

i'm expecting to see a confession from mike, and also i wanna see a montage showing the audience mike has been in love with will all along

DELETED FOOTAGED USED .. SHOW ME MIKE GOING HOME CRYING WHEN HE FOUND OUT WILL WAS DEAD

give robin a REAL romance arc, and vickie a REAL plot as well!! i wanna see her get involved with the supernatural stuff and their relationship getting stronger bc of it

i'm in desperate need of mike's pov LET ME INSIDE HIS HEAD !! im sure we'll get it since they need to end mlvn and work on byler anyway

s2 dynamics all the way, pls give me creepy smalltown vibes back

speaking of which smalltown boy has to play at least once or ELSE

mike and will get together and leave hawkings to build a life in the big city <3

this is getting too long so that's it !

#byler #answered

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stregoniconiconii · 1 year

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everyone jokes about kissing the homies goodnight until it’s steve and robin

nah but fr and they’d kiss the homies goodnight every night too wouldn’t miss a bed time ever

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still putting robin in a guest room by season 4 doesn’t make sense. They’re calling steve’s bed “the bed” robin has permanently taken over the left bedside table. Steve is constantly getting on to her about leaving her (empty) glass of water there all day. sometimes Steve puts a hand under his pillow and gets poked by the earring robin spent the last week looking for.

exactlyyyy like thats one of those details that i get tripped up on bc it’s like what do you mean….you place a wall between stobin? a whole wall? sacrilege…like maybe u have ur reasons but why

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actual codependent things I think robin and steve could do because they’re kinda fucked up and traumatised:

this is actually already canon: Steve being self-sacrificing, always putting himself in danger if it means robin (and the others) will be safe. Steve making sure the Russians were focused on torturing him and not robin, being the one to swim down to Watergate instead of anyone else.

I think robin puts off applying to college because she doesn’t want to leave Steve behind in hawkins. this is her own version of self sacrifice: she’s sacrificing her happiness and freedom by choosing to stay in hawkins. she probably feels guilty when she does start sending out applications.

also kinda canon: a little too involved in each other’s romantic relationships. Steve trying to figure out if vickie likes girls through her film choices and where she pauses comes to mind.

a more toxic way this can manifest: trying to protect each other from heartbreak by trying to prevent conflict. icing out romantic interests that they don’t like, stepping into their arguments to try and sort them out for them. very “it’s you and me, me and you, and your friend Steve” energy, but not that cute.

maybe more but these are definitely the main ways it shows up in their relationship

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the reason why steddie fucks so hard is because it’s browneyes4browneyes

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My #1 post of 2022

I was thinking about the head canon of Steve being Italian, through his mom because Harrington is like super Irish, and I have some ideas

first off, I don’t think Steve can speak Italian super fluently. I think his mom was first generation and she worked really hard to sound American and so she didn’t really speak it at home. Steve only heard Italian when his mom was on a long distance phone call with her family back home or when she got homesick and listened to an Italian language radio station. Steve loved hanging out with his mom though, and he loved listening in on her conversations because I know my boy is a little gossip, so he picked up on understanding the language fairly well, but never really got the hang of speaking it

until, when he was like 10 years old and they went to Italy for the summer. his nonna, who he had literally only talked to on the phone, was dying and she wanted her daughter to come back home. she and Steve go together, his dad comes for a couple weeks but then has to go back to work, and they’re there for months, fully immersed. he even spends a month at school with his cousins, who he gets along with pretty well. that’s not to say it was easy at first, definitely not

Steve probably spent the first few weeks there quiet as a mouse just listening to everyone speak. everyone thought he was just a dumb American, chastising his mother for not teaching him their language, teasing him because they thought he couldn’t understand. but they all get surprised when he speaks up when one of his aunts is going in on his mom and he calls her out in actually pretty good Italian. after that, he gets included more, his cousins discover that he’s actually pretty funny besides being American. he still gets teased because his accent needs some serious work, but by the time his Nonna dies and his dad is flying down for the funeral and to take them back to America, he feels pretty damn Italian

he half hopes that he and his mom could stay here, where he has family he actually gets a long with, but his dad’s kinda mad at how native they’ve gone while he’s been gone. now he’s the odd one out and he doesn’t like it. he brings them back to hawkins and issues an Italian ban because he doesn't like not knowing what his wife and son are talking about. and then news about the affair breaks out

see, while Steve and his mom were in Italy, hanging out with family, looking after a sick old lady, and preparing for a funeral, mr harrington was getting dirty with his secretary. so now his mom is paranoid that it will happen again if he gets out of her sights so she ends up going with him on a bunch of business trips. leaving poor Steve alone. and without the practice Steve’s Italian skills go downhill until high school and he starts taking a second language

not many people choose to take Italian, more going for French or Spanish, so it’s a small class. he thought it would be easy for him, since he already knew Italian even if he was out of practice, but this wasn’t the regional Italian his mom and her family spoke, this was The Official Italian Language. so it’s not as easy as he thought it would be but he actually manages to pick it up pretty quickly. yes, Italian is one of his best classes. yes, his accent is still pretty bad

anyway I don't think Steve keeps it a secret that he’s actually pretty good at Italian but not many people know. most of the kids in hawkins are barely passing Spanish or French, the few that are good at languages don’t think of him as someone good at languages so they don’t bother him. it’s not until robin claims she can speak Italian fluently that it even comes up

basically I think Steve and robin gossip in Italian bc they love that only they know what they’re saying. Steve teaches her some of the regional dialect he grew up on, she goes holy shit this means that we can hit up Sicily on our Europe trip and Steve’s very happy about that (because yay best friends trip and also he can visit his family again!)

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lesbianrobin · 3 years

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Would love to hear more about your thoughts on Lumax, Stobin and Jopper after that gifset... v cool tags! Never thought of that before.

So I’ve let this sit in the inbox for awhile hoping that my thoughts would eventually coalesce into something smart, but... that hasn’t happened, so I’m just gonna give it my best shot anyway! For those curious, this is the gifset with my tags that anon is referring to, but I’ll be adding smaller versions of the gifs into this post for reference.

To start with, I definitely think that if we’re drawing direct parallels between members of the different core groups (kids/teens/adults), then Lucas, Steve, and Hopper would all be one another’s counterparts. They’re all very kind-hearted, playful, protective, action heroes, the type to step up when nobody else will, but they’re also prone to overconfidence and getting very angry or resentful when they feel they’ve been wronged by someone they care about (Lucas fighting with the party over El, Steve going full 80′s bully when he thinks Nancy’s cheated on him, Hopper with El in S2 and after being stood up by Joyce in S3). This isn’t to say that they all have the same personality or character arc, just that they have a fair number of similarities and often fulfill the same role within their respective groups. (Sidenote: Interestingly, all three of them tend to fill a “pursuer” role in romantic relationships, the one making their intentions known and waiting for a response or going out of their way to “woo” the object of their affections, but this is true of Mike as well. Jonathan is actually the only guy on the show who goes a significant amount of time without making a move on his crush, and the only one who does so after having essentially been told how said crush feels about him. He is also the odd man out among Mike, Lucas, and Steve, all of whom make attempts to “win back” their love interests at various points, whereas Jonathan does not reach out to Nancy after their fight in S3 and seems to have had no intention of doing so before she called to say their lives were in danger.)

There are also definite parallels between Max and Robin (the newcomer to the group, incredibly skilled and confident in her abilities yet harboring a deep fear, outwardly self-sufficient yet longing for friendship and a sense of belonging, snarky, lesbian, pretty, absolute lights of my life). Joyce, however, doesn’t quite fit this mold! She lacks the tough and sarcastic exterior, almost an inverse of Max and Robin; While they seem unflappable yet hide vulnerabilities within, Joyce initially appears rather weak yet hides a wealth of courage and tenacity. This is all relevant, I promise.

Before we go into the gifs, I’d like to ask that you pay attention to the movement of the camera, and you should see what I’m getting at immediately, but I’ll go into it a bit later on.

So, Max and Lucas!

The two of them grab each other’s hands impulsively out of fear when the demodogs are about to break into the bus, and once the adrenaline fades a bit, they realize what they’re doing. While Max seems fine with it, Lucas quickly wrenches his hand out of Max’s grip.

More or less the same thing happens with Steve and Robin!

They hold hands out of fear when they duck down to avoid being seen, and once the adrenaline fades, Robin seems okay with it, but Steve tears his hand away.

I think both of these scenarios are cases in which the people involved feel safer with the person next to them, are in need of comfort, and cling without thinking. There is no intention involved! Maybe if Robin weren’t there Steve would have held Dustin’s hand instead, and maybe if Max hadn’t been there, Lucas would have simply grabbed the edge of the bus seat behind him, or held onto Dustin’s shoulder or the back of Steve’s jacket. We don’t know! All we know is that they did not choose to hold hands in these two scenarios, and both Lucas and Steve were embarrassed by the weakness revealed to Max/Robin through this action, and thus put an end to it. Both Max and Robin seem hurt when Lucas and Steve pull away.

With Joyce and Hopper, however, things are different.

Do you see why I mentioned the camera movement? We have the same downwards tilt as the previous two scenes!!

At this point, both of the previous scenes have already occurred, so we the viewer have been taught by Stranger Things that if two characters with some romantic potential or tension are standing next to each other when something scary happens and we do a tilt down, that means we’re gonna see that they’re holding hands, and if tradition holds, we’re also gonna see Hopper pull away.

This doesn’t happen.

Joyce and Hopper aren’t yet holding hands as the camera tilts. They’re looking at each other not in surprise as they realize that their fingers are entwined, but as a question, a confirmation, and an understanding. This moment is not involuntary. It is not in response to a life-threatening danger, and unlike his younger counterparts, Hopper is not afraid of the potential weakness represented by the action. The two have been in plenty of dire situations prior to this moment, in the Upside Down and Hawkins Lab and secret underground Russian facilities, but it is on the Gravitron that they choose to hold hands.

Max initially teases Lucas for his crush before eventually kissing him, but then proceeds to dump him time and time again, possibly only going along with the romantic aspect of their relationship out of compulsory heterosexuality or for the fun of having a boyfriend. Lucas goes along with this routine dumping happily and has fun “marching into battle” to win her back. While the two certainly love each other, it is puppy love at most, and they are more friends to one another than they are true romantic partners. They’re on two different pages, one craving the vulnerability and trust that the other hasn’t yet grown mature enough to embrace, and so they cling to each other out of instinct before letting go.

Steve insists that he isn’t interested in Robin, yet later confesses his feelings to her immediately after having been tortured and drugged together. She rejects him outright. It’s unclear whether Steve truly had feelings for Robin that he’d been lying about all along, or if he simply mistook his feelings of genuine love and friendship for romantic interest. While they love each other, it is entirely platonic. They were on two different pages, Robin happy for the comfort of a friend and Steve fearful of a potential crush, and they clung to each other out of instinct before letting go.

A lot has happened between Joyce and Hopper. They’ve both suffered a world of loss, and helped each other through some of their darkest moments. The two love each other as lifelong friends and confidantes. Then, in Season 3: Hopper asks Joyce out. She’s still mourning Bob, and so she stands him up. He holds a grudge. They argue... a lot. Still, at the end of it all, they look into each other’s eyes, and finally, they’re on the same page. They know that they’re more than their worst selves, more than their hurt feelings and their pasts. They’re adults, partners, done with the misunderstandings and missed opportunities, ready to step into their future together, and so they make the choice to hold on.

I... think those are all my thoughts? I hope this is sorta what you were looking for!! Sorry it isn’t more articulate lmao but thanks for asking!!

#em talks #long post #asks #lesbianrobin.canon #flashing gif #stranger things #jopper #lumax #genuinely platonic soulmates

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