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Dustin is definitely not gonna be the one that figures out Mike and Will like each other. That boy has the worst gaydar in the world
#Will is gonna be so happy when he finds out Jennifer Hayes was crying at his funeral#wHy ArEnT yOu DaTinG RoBin StEvE#like cmon#Dustin is so clueless#dustin henderson#byler#mike wheeler#will byers
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Touch Me
Steve Harrington x F!Reader
Part 3 of the TOUCH series
Summary: After the previous night, you make the decision to push yourself even further with your sexuality, or lack thereof. The only problem is, you want to ask Steve to help you. Would he be willing to help, or push you away?
WARNINGS: 18+ Content (Minors DNI), sexual language, outercourse/Dry humping, cursing
A/N: Thank you all SO MUCH for all the wonderful, positive reactions to this series. You guys are all amazing, thank you for waiting patiently. ALSO. A lot of you guys requesting to be tagged arent showing up, so some people got removed from the taglist. Also, apparently there is a limit so the taglist is closed. I wish I could tag every single one of you guys bc you are all amazing! 🥺
GIF belongs to @harringtonswiftie
Part 1 Part 2
Even though it had only been a day or so since you last saw Steve, you were anxious to see him. Not in a ‘I miss you’ sort of way, but more of a ‘I have something important to ask you’ way. Okay, maybe you did miss him a little. He was your friend, after all. But you didn’t miss him in that way.
You decided to call in for work, begging Robin to switch hours with you and throwing in a lunch date so that you would be able to have more time to properly think this over. You weren’t exactly sure what the right way to ask Steve if he would be the first person you had sex with.
Should you give a presentation with pros and cons? No, he definitely would fall asleep in the middle of it.
Should you try to… seduce him? That… could work. But, no. You couldn’t do that.
In the end, you decided that just meeting with and asking him in person was probably the smartest way to do it. If he told you no, then that would still be okay. You could both move on, and maybe you could even find someone else who would be willing to have sex with you.
But… there was also a part of you that was confident he would agree. He did help you feel good that first night– he literally encouraged you and held you close while reaching your first ever orgasm. Not only that, but he even told you it was okay to pleasure yourself while laying in bed next to him while he did the same for himself. After both of these events, he didn’t once make you feel ashamed or kick you out. He really acted as if what the two of you did was a common occurrence.
Picking up the phone, you dial the number for Family Video, praying that Keith doesn’t answer the phone. The last thing you needed when you were trying to talk to Steve was to hear Keith’s monotone voice on the other end, questioning you as to why you switched with Robin. When the line on the other end picks up, you hold your breath for a moment.
“Thank you for calling Family Video, this is Steve speaking–”
“Steve, it’s me,” you answer quickly, thankful that he was the one who answered. That meant you could have a quick phone call with him.
“Hey, babe. Robin told me you switched shifts with her. You alright? You’re not sick or anything, are you?”
His concern touched you. Steve was a wonderful friend, truly. That’s why part of you was hesitant to ask him in the first place. You were worried about what Steve would think if you did ask him to have sex with you. Was losing your virginity truly worth more than losing him? Steve was special to you. There was no way you were going to risk that. Which was why you needed to be smart about the choice you were making.
“No, no. Nothing like that. I’m fine, just… needed some time to think.”
“About?” He muses. In your head, you could picture Steve leaning across the counter, holding the phone with his shoulder as he talks with you.
“Umm… just stuff. Anyways, could you maybe come over after your shift? My parents are still gone and I thought we could… hang out.”
“Yeah, sure– hold on. No- No, I’m talking with–” The line on the other end soon sounds muffled, as if Steve was covering the end of the phone. There is a sudden shuffle, and you furrow your brows.
“Damn it, Robin!” You hear Steve in the background.
“Hey!” Robin’s voice soon fills your ear. “Not to be, like, rude or anything– actually, scratch that. I don’t care. But, Steve actually needs to do his own job himself because I am not stacking those videos for him.”
You can’t help the small laugh that escapes. “I was just about done talking with him, anyways.”
“Yeah, mmhm. We both know that you guys could spend hours on the phone together.”
You smile, lying back on your bed. It was true, you have definitely spent an ungodly amount of time on the phone with him. It was so easy to talk to Steve, even when you were both just bullshitting.
“Could you just… tell him to meet me at my house if he didn’t hear me ask?”
“Sure. I’ll tell him. Oh, shit– Keith is coming. Bye!”
Before you could reply, Robin hangs up and the line goes dead. Sighing, you put your phone back on the receiver, and stare up at the ceiling. It would be another four hours or so until Steve got off, so you had plenty of time to prepare for his visit.
The only thing you hoped for was that your relationship with Steve wouldn’t be at risk by asking him this.
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Okay, okay… relax, you pace the floor of your bedroom, waiting for Steve to show up. You were nervous–completely fucking nervous. It wasn’t too late to just call Steve and tell him to stay home, was it? You still had time to just call and tell him you were suddenly feeling sick, that he was right all along when he asked if you were. The sound of your doorbell ringing told you otherwise. There was no turning back from this, now.
Breathing out, you head to the front door, plastering a smile on your face as you open the door.
“Hey, Stevie.”
“Hey, you,” he strolls into your house, looking around before turning on his heel back to you. “Missed you at work. You said you wanted to talk to me about something?”
Straight to the point, of course. Steve looks down at you and you really wished he didn’t. His features were soft, his brown eyes gazing as he waited patiently for you to respond. Why was your throat feeling dry suddenly?
“Yeah, um… let’s go to my room.”
Steve shrugs, following behind you as you both climb up the stairs. You swear that your heart was going to fall right out of you the closer you got to your bedroom. With each step, you realized that there truly was no retreat. Was this such a good idea after all?
As the both of you walk into your room, you breathe out as you turn to him. “Okay… maybe you should sit down for this, Steve.”
���Jeez, you’re not dying, are you?” He asks as you motion for him to sit on your bed. He does so, and leans back on his hands as he looks up at you. His eyes held a slightly concerned gaze, which was almost masked by the quirk at the corner of his mouth. “Because I would be truly devastated if that was happening, sweetheart.”
“No, no… this isn’t anything like that. Just… okay.”
Steve watches as you begin to pace back and forth in front of him, avoiding his gaze. He tilts his head to the side.
“As entertaining as this is, the suspense is killing me. Are you gonna tell me what’s going on?”
“Yes, yes, I’m just…” you stop yourself, inhaling and then slowly exhaling as you turn to him. “Okay. Before I start, I want you to know that what I’m about to ask you may… Well, I just don’t want you to freak out or anything. Also… you are free to tell me no to any of this. Okay?”
“Yeah, okay. Now I am really interested in where this conversation is going.” He leans forward, his elbows on his knees.
“I’m being serious here, Steve. Tell me no when you are absolutely sure you don’t want to do any of what I am asking.”
“Okay, okay—“
“And just know that our friendship is more important than any of what I ask you and I would rather—“
“Babe, I get it. You don’t have to worry about losing me because that could never happen. Seriously. I’m all ears.”
You don’t have to worry about losing me because that could never happen. God, why did Steve have to make this even more nerve wracking with that simple statement? It was really hard to believe that when he hadn’t even heard what you had to ask him yet.
Exhaling, you press your lips together before you move to sit next to him. You can feel Steve’s gaze on you, as you try to look anywhere but him at the moment. Just spit it out, you close your eyes. Why couldn’t you just say it? It was supposed to go smoothly– Steve was so easy to talk to and yet you still couldn’t bring yourself to say one damn word, let alone look at him.
Steve says your name softly, and you finally bring yourself to open your eyes as you gaze upon him. Why did he have to look at you like that? As if there wasn’t anything in the world you could tell him that would push him away. You could hardly collect your thoughts the longer he stared at you. What were you asking him again?
Blinking, you clear your throat as you shake your head slightly. “Sorry, lost in thought. Um… okay. So, you know how I am… well, I’m not as experienced when it comes to sex as… you are.”
Steve’s expression tells you that this was not at all where he thought the conversation was going to go. He blinks, before straightening up, and you take this moment to continue.
“Anyways… yeah. We both know that I am not as experienced as, well… you. Or a lot of people for that matter. I mean… the only thing sexually I have done, you have been present for both occasions. So, I just… I wanted to ask you if maybe… you could teach me more?”
Steve’s gaze is serious now– as if he is taking every word you said to him and trying to see if you are either being serious or playing a trick on him. After a minute of processing, he finally opens his mouth to speak.
“When you say ‘teach you more’, do you mean…”
“I mean have sex with me. Teach me how to have sex and how to do other things.”
“Right. Got it, yeah. Just checking.” He pats his hands on his thighs once before pushing himself to his feet. It’s his turn to pace your room, and you watch until he finally turns towards you. “Jesus, okay. Let me get this straight. You want me to have sex with you and to teach you how to do other things, right? That’s what I got from this?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Like a friends with benefits kind of shit?“
“…Yes.”
“Why? I mean… Why me? Why are you asking me?”
Because I want to make sure that these feelings I have are only lust from not having much experience and wanting more, you think. I want to make sure that the only reason I have been thinking about you every second of the day since that first night is because it was you who helped me. Because I want to make sure and if it were anyone else I probably would be doing the same thing I am now.
“...Because I trust you, Steve.” You answer softly. “I mean… I trusted you the other two times when I… yeah. You were there and I just felt really comfortable with you. And the obvious being that you’re my best friend, Steve. Why wouldn’t I ask you?”
Steve nods and leans against your dresser, crossing his arms. “Right, okay.”
“Look, I know how this all sounds,” you stand up, pacing the room again. “You must think I’m crazy. Maybe I am crazy? I just thought maybe you could help me out like the other two times because you did in fact help me. I don’t think I would have ever done what we did if it wasn’t for you. I know friends don’t ask other friends to do this, but I–”
“Okay, I’ll do it.”
Steve’s comment as you stop in place and look over at him. He gives an indifferent look, his shoulders relaxed as he stares back at you, now gripping the edge of your dresser. Did you actually hear him right or did you imagine it?
“I… what?”
“I said I’ll do it. I’ll be the first person you have sex with,” he shrugs, unbothered.
“Oh, uh…” you actually weren’t prepared for that answer at all. You were sure that Steve would’ve let you down gently and suggest that it was a bad idea. “Are you- are you sure? I mean… you can say no. If you think it’s a bad idea, then you can definitely say no.”
“I know I can say no. I just don’t want to.”
“But… why?”
“You’re asking for my help, sweetheart. Can’t just turn you down, can I? What kind of friend would that make me?”
“I would’ve understood if you said no. I mean, I don’t want to make this weird between us.”
“Why would it make things weird? You said it yourself, you trusted me. Right?”
Responding with a nod, you look over at Steve. “Yes. I trust you.”
“Okay, then.”
“...Are you sure about this? I mean, I think it’s asking a lot–”
“Honey, I promise you that my answer won’t change. I’m honored, actually, that you trust me to be the first person you have sex with. I feel as if I’ve hit the fuckin’ jackpot or some shit,” he places a hand over his heart, giving a playful smile.
Feeling a small sense of relief, you begin to relax a bit more. Now that the hard part is over, you feel as if the rest of this conversation could go a bit easier.
“Okay. Okay, cool. Thanks for agreeing to help me.”
“Of course, babe. You just tell me when–”
“Actually, there were a few things that I really wanted to focus on. Like a list of things I want to do when, you know… you teach me.”
“Okay, like what?”
“Like… I mean, obviously having sex. But also… like how to pleasure you– I mean, how to pleasure any man I guess.”
“...Like hand jobs and blow jobs?”
“Yes, exactly. I do want to try those. With you.”
Steve turns away to scratch his neck, but you don’t miss the blush that creeps up along his skin to his cheeks. “Alright, um.. Anything else you want to do? Or don’t want to? I’m letting you call the shots. It’s your choice, all I want is for you to feel safe and comfortable with me.”
“Right. Thank you, Stevie. I really appreciate that,” you smile softly. Steve really was the best person to ask for this. Never, in all the years of knowing him, did he ever make you feel uncomfortable. But the fact that he wanted to make you feel comfortable with all this made your chest warm.
“So? Anything you don’t want to do?”
“Um… maybe we can figure that part out later on when we actually do stuff. But… I do think there should be some other rules we set between us.”
“...Rules.” Steve repeats, giving you a fixed look.
“Yes. I mean, I think that rules should be in place just so that we don’t make things complicated for the both of us.”
“Okay, fine. What type of rules are we talking about?”
“Well, I mean… obviously no one can know about this. We should keep this between us. Not even Robin should know about this.”
“Right, sure. Anything else?”
“And… I don’t really think that there should be any cuddling after sex. I feel like we should just do it and be done with it. And definitely no kissing. At all.”
You thought long and hard on this rule. It only made sense, kissing led to feelings and feelings led to complications– the whole point of this was to determine that your feelings for Steve were nothing more than sexual desire. You had kissed others before, and while you never developed feelings for them, this was different. If you were to kiss him… it could ruin things between you.
It wasn’t as if you hadn’t thought about kissing Steve. Even before this, you may have had a stray thought or two at the idea of kissing him. Hell, you literally came to the fantasy of Steve kissing you everywhere not too long ago. Of course, you never would act on that if it meant losing him.
“I’m sorry. You said no kissing?”
When you glance over at Steve, you’re somewhat confused at the expression on his face. Steve stares at you as though his bullshit meter was going off in the red zone. You weren’t sure why, though. It was a sensible rule, wasn’t it? Steve didn’t want to kiss you, did he?
“Well, yeah. I mean… it only makes sense–”
“It’s a shit rule, is what it is.”
“Excuse me?”
“Look, babe,” he pushes off of the dresser, walking towards you. “I’m just stating the facts. You’re no kissing rule is bullshit.”
“Steve–”
“I mean, you can’t really expect to feel good during sex when you don’t do this shit leading up to it. Kissing and foreplay–” he snaps both sets of fingers on each hand. “those are probably the best parts about having sex. Those are the first steps leading up to having a good fuckin’ time in bed.”
“So, what? You’re saying you do want to kiss me?”
“I’m saying that you asked for me to help you with having sex and teaching you different things. Kissing is a very important step that leads into that.”
You sigh, looking away from him. “Steve–”
“You said you trusted me, right?” He takes your hand, and you let him. “Trust me with this. Let me show you. Please?”
What he says has you quickly turning your gaze back to him. He only stares back down at you, a soft look dawning his face as he does so. You don’t mean to, but your eyes move to his lips and they just looked so soft.
“Are… are you asking to kiss me, Steve?” You whisper, meeting his eyes with your own.
“I’m asking you to let me show you that kissing and foreplay can feel just as good as actually fucking.”
You should say no. You should tell him that you were going to stick to your rules, and that the kissing would only make things more difficult. But you don’t.
Instead, you stare up at him, completely taken aback by the way he looks down at you. He waits patiently for your answer, doesn’t push or pry at what is going on inside your head. It’s quiet, but your room isn’t filled with any sense of awkwardness– it’s almost a serene type of quiet, one that you realize you would never fully enjoy with anyone else other than Steve.
“...Okay,” your voice comes out in a small breath.
Steve licks his lips and he takes a step closer to you, your hand still in his. He scans your face as if searching for any hint of uncertainty, where you realize in that moment you have none. You don’t feel the need to pull away as he cups your cheek with his other hand. You don’t feel the need to step back and change your mind about the whole situation as he starts to lean in. In fact, it was the complete opposite.
You wanted Steve to kiss you.
“Is this okay?” His breath fans against your lips as his words come out in a small whisper, and you find yourself only nodding in response.
The anticipation slowly takes a toll on you. You hope that Steve can’t hear the way your heart races in your chest. You’re not even sure if time is slowing or that Steve is actually moving that slow. But when his lips finally press against yours, you lose all sense of, well… everything.
Holy shit. Holy shit. You were kissing him. You were kissing Steve Harrington– King Steve, your best friend, Stevie. Not only that, but he was kissing you.
His lips were warm and soft against yours, and although they had felt the same as they had when he had kissed your cheek or when he kissed your neck mere days ago, this was completely different.
Steve breaks the kiss and pulls back just barely, checking you over as he keeps his hand on your cheek. “Is this still okay? Do you want me to stop?”
Should you say yes? Should you stop things from going further than they already had? But that was the whole point of this, wasn’t it? To go further and explore deeper into your sexual desire. Steve did say that kissing and foreplay were the most important step.
“...Don’t stop.”
Just like that, he presses his lips to your without hesitation. He releases your hand and brings it up to grab the other side of your face, tilting your head as your lips part slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside just barely. While his hands stay holding your face delicately, yours stay awkwardly by your side. You weren’t quite sure what to do. Should you grab onto something of his? Should you grab his face? His arms?
Finally, you settle on sliding your hands up his broad chest. His muscles felt firm under your touch, and you felt him take another step closer to you, his lips never once breaking apart from yours. From that action, you take a step back, and Steve follows until you realize you are both walking back towards your bed.
You gently settle onto the mattress, scooting back as Steve crawls over you, his lips still on yours. With both his and your shoes kicked off and long forgotten, you lie back onto your bed as Steve keeps most of his weight off of you. He brings his arm up, bracing it next to your head as his hand lightly brushes against it, his other hand trailing down your side.
Steve was a phenomenal kisser. With each movement of his lips and tongue against yours, you felt sheer delectation flow throughout your body. All this from just kissing? Perhaps Steve was right, kissing did feel good.
Kissing Steve felt good.
Steve moves to settle between your legs, which automatically part without a thought. For a moment, you feel his hardness brush against you just right and a short spurt of pleasure shoots through your body before Steve suddenly pulls back just barely, and you miss the feeling of his weight on you. He trails soft kisses along your jaw, nudging your head to the side as he starts to kiss your neck.
As he does so, your breath hitches, and you dig your fingers into Steve’s sides. The feel of his lips against your neck is insanely good. You remembered how his mouth felt when he held you close the other night he came over, helping you reach your pleasure in this exact same spot on your bed. That same feeling was slowly building up between your legs even now.
“Shit, baby…” he mutters against you, your eyes rolling back.
Steve’s tongue lightly flicks against your skin and you move your head more to the side to give him more access. Without thinking, your hips slightly buck up, and you brush against the bulge in his pants. Steve moans deliciously against your throat at the same time you let out a small gasp, and he soon brings his hips down to meet yours again.
The motion has your head spinning— feeling Steve’s hard cock rubbing against your still clothed pussy. Shouldn’t you both take your clothes off? That’s how this was supposed to go, right? He doesn’t stop there, though. He keeps grinding down against you, and brings his mouth back to yours as he kisses you deeply.
You weren’t sure how much time had passed. You were too lost in the sensation of Steve’s mouth kissing, licking and teasing your own mixed with his body pressed against yours, a rhythmic pattern of his hips rocking slow and deep. Every now and then he would hit that spot you craved pressure the most, and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter.
Moaning into his mouth, you bring one hand up to grab hold of his hair. This elicits a groan from him, and he continues to ground down harder against you, causing you to open your legs up more. You needed to feel more of him. It didn’t matter that you were both still fully clothed, the sensation was still fantastic, and you felt yourself beginning to crave more and more of his touch.
“Steve…” you mutter against his mouth as he hums, moving to kiss along your jaw again.
“Does this feel good, baby?” He whispers against you, and you shiver at the low timbre of his voice. “Want me to keep going?”
“God- yes.”
Steve pecks your cheek before he presses his lips against yours again, and he takes hold of you as he suddenly rolls you over so you are now on top of him. Breaking the kiss, you look down at Steve as he sits half propped up against the pillows, his eyes blown and lips swollen.
“What… why did you–”
“Just wanted to change positions. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Oh, umm…”
Steve leans up, trailing slow, light kisses along the base of your neck, and it’s as if your brain short circuits. You feel his hands settle at the low of your back, keeping you pressed against his chest.
“Did you like that? Feeling me rocking against you, baby?” He murmurs against your skin just under your jaw. Your eyes close, and you tilt your head back slightly as you feel him leave open-mouthed kisses now.
“Y-yes–”
A gasp escapes you, as Steve’s hand moves from your back to your ass, and he guides you to roll your hips down against his. One of your hands falls flat onto his chest, and he gives you that signature Harrington smirk as he gazes up at you.
“Go on then, honey. Make yourself feel good.”
Your eyes flick down to his lips, and you quickly press your own to his. Steve brings his other hand to cup the back of your head, keeping you in place as you begin to deepen the kiss. Steve squeezes your ass, motivating you to move against him, and you begin to do so. That wonderful feeling is soon back as you grind against Steve, feeling his dick rub against you as you try building that pleasure back up from moments ago.
Steve keeps kissing you, his hand soon moving down to the base of your neck. Everything about his touch just feels so fucking good. From the way his hands squeeze and roam along your body, to the movement of his mouth. Even the grazing of his teeth against your bottom lip felt enjoyable. You soon lose yourself once again in the feel of your bodies pressed together heatedly on your bed.
You bring one leg up, half straddling Steve’s lap as it opens you up further, and drag your pussy against his hard cock. That does it for you. With each movement of your hips you manage to find that perfect flow, hitting your clit each time you roll against him.
Steve groans against your mouth, bucking up against you as he tries matching your motions. You feel his dick begin to press harder against you– you didn’t think that was even possible with how hard he already was. Both yours and Steve’s breathing soon became heavy against each other's mouths, and you could taste your shared breath as you both worked to tip over the edge.
Steve shifts under you just barely, but that small movement makes sure that with every drag of your hips, you are hitting that sweet spot even more. You begin to move even faster, lost in the desire for release and Steve helps guide you against him.
“S-Steve…” you breathe out against his mouth. “I-I–”
“Fuck, this feels good. Keep going, baby. I know you’re close to coming.”
Hearing those words sent your mind in a spiral. Steve was feeling just as good as you were in this moment. He didn’t want you to stop until you were satisfied.
One of your hands moves next to Steve’s head, gripping the pillow tightly as you ground your hips over and over again. Small cries escape from your mouth and into Steve’s as he motivates you to keep moving. The white, hot feeling begins forming inside you, and you begin to lose all sense of control as you feel it start to build more and more until finally it bursts.
“Oh… oh, Stevie…”
A flurry of supernovas explode one by one behind your eyelids as it happens, and you let out a loud moan as you press yourself against Steve. Though your movements are sloppy, Steve takes it upon himself to keep rocking his own hips up into yours desperately, pressing down on your ass to keep the pressure against him. Not only that, but you feel him become tense underneath you, and a deep groan from the back of his throat releases— along with your name.
You were positive that Steve just came while moaning your name mere seconds after you did.
His groans soon lead into a small whine– a sound you have only once heard released from his mouth the other night when you witnessed him orgasm next to you. The sound was intoxicating, and you can only hope that you have the chance to hear more of those sounds after this. It was because of you he made those noises. You didn’t realize just how much you craved hearing them until this moment.
With slow movements, you and Steve begin to float back down to Earth, until the both of you finally stop the rocking of your hips. Your forehead falls against his as you keep your eyes closed, and you feel his breath fanning across your skin as he softly pants. He keeps his hold on you, not once moving his hands.
It’s you who pulls back first, and through glazed eyes you look down upon Steve. His slightly parted lips were even more pink and swollen, and you longed to kiss them once more. His eyes were glossy and blown with lust as he stared back up at you. Warmth consumes you the longer you stare down at him, and you find yourself too scared to be the first one to speak.
“So?” Steve breathes out, and you blink back to reality.
“So… what?”
“Can we both agree that your no kissing rule is bullshit now?”
You let out a scoff, slowly pulling back, and Steve lets you. “Sure, okay. Maybe… you are right.”
“You know, people are often surprised when I am,” he grins, running a hand through his hair. “Does that mean you’re getting rid of the rule?”
Taking your bottom lip between your teeth, you ponder for a moment. Kissing Steve had felt amazing. If this was how it felt each time, why shouldn’t you get the opportunity to kiss him every and any chance you get to?
“...Okay. We won’t keep the rule.”
“Great,” Steve nods, relaxing back against your pillows.
As you shift off of Steve, you feel the dampness between your legs, and before you could stop yourself, your gaze trails down at the wet spot over Steve’s crotch. Steve notices and you quickly look away.
“Sorry about that.”
“No, don’t be. I should… probably go home and fix this–” he motions down to his crotch. “up, anyways.”
Steve gets up and you watch as he stretches his arms above his head. The bottom of his shirt lifts, and you gaze at his lower abdomen, only for goosebumps to travel along your skin. He looks back to you as you lift your eyes back to his.
“So… maybe tomorrow or something we can continue on with this arrangement. You tell me what you want, and we can go from there. Sounds good?”
“Oh… yes. Yep, mmhm,” you nod.
“Cool, cool. Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“See you tomorrow, Steve.”
Steve grabs his keys from your dresser and tosses them to his other hand, before he looks down to you. In an instant, he leans down and cups your cheek, pressing his lips to yours. Though astonished, you find yourself leaning into the kiss as he deepens it. When he finally pulls back, you can only stare up at him, breathing out softly.
“...See ya, sweetheart.”
With that, Steve finally takes his leave and you can only sit in place on the bed as you watch his form. Shit… this was really happening, wasn’t it? Steve agreed to have sex with you. Lying back on your bed, you stare up at the ceiling, thinking back to the feeling of being pressed up against Steve in such a sensual way. You could only wonder just how it would feel when the two of you were naked and pressed just as close together as he fucked you.
This doesn’t mean you’ll be in a relationship with him, you think to yourself. He was your best friend, and you were not going to ruin things. Sighing, you bring your pillow over your head, groaning against it only to realize it smelled just like Steve’s cologne. You breathe in the scent, delighting in the familiarity as you relax into your bed, rolling onto your side as you think about what just happened moments ago.
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Jealousy Jealousy. (R.B x fem!reader)
About: You and Robin have been best friends since you guys were in diapers. But you started having a small crush on her. It feels so wrong but so good at the same time…
Characters: Robin, Y/N, Steve, Nancy, Eddie.
WARNINGS: Swearing, Jealous!fem!reader, clueless!Robin, fear of rejection, Vikie being a slight bitch to Y/N, Robin going into protective mode for Y/N, not proof read, prob misspelling. (That's it i think)
A/N: Ok… So i love Robin/Maya Hawke and she was the reason i love girls lol, but i started brainstorming shit, and i came up with a reader who is jealous of Vikie. And i love turning good characters into assholes/prissy bitches sooo…. enjoy lmao.
1,575 words.
(BEFORE YALL TELL ME TO GIVE CREDS FOR THE GIF, THIS IS MY GIF!)
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“Hey Y/N, can you take my shift? I have to go do something.” Robin asks you. “Uh, where the hell is steve? I’m running his shift too. Rob, i dont know if I can run both of y’alls shifts. That's difficult…” you tell her. “I’ll call Steve, but please Y/N?! Vikie asked me out! And I don't wanna miss it.” She pleads. “Fine…” you finally give up. “You’re the best!” she yells as she runs out the door. You don’t know why, but you feel kind of…Jealous? As you’re lost in thought, Steve walks through the door. “Hey Y/N, Where's Robin?” he asks. “Hm?” you look up, “oh. She went on a date with Vikie.” you tell him. You accidentally said Vikie’s name with a weird tone in your voice, that Steve of course noticed. “And you’re not okay with it?” he questioned. “What? Of course i'm okay with it, she’s my best friend” you defend yourself. “Yeah right, I heard that tone when you said Vikei’s name. Why don’t you like Vikie?” Steve asked. “It’s not that I don’t like her, it’s the fact that- nevermind…” you quickly stop yourself. “No! No, you tell me what’s going on.” Steve pushes. “Fine! I have a crush on Robin! I’ve had a crush on her since we were 12, my crush on her has gotten worse! But I can't do anything about it! Y’know why?! Because I'm her best friend, and I'll always be her best friend and nothing more.” you tell Steve, and he looks shocked. “Well… Talk to her about it. Maybe she feels the same.” He suggests. “Doesn’t she tell you everything?” you ask, and he nods. “Can you ask her if she would ever date me? ONLY if she and Vikie arent dating. Please?” you beg. “Okay.” He says. Right after yours and Steve’s conversation, Robin comes into the store happy. Oh no… you think. “She wants another date!!” Robin says excitedly. “Oh..” you say, it’s all you can think of to say. “WE’RE happy for you Robin.” Steve said, with extra emphasis on the we’re. “Y/N? Are you okay? You look sick.” Robin asks, concerned.”y-yeah, im fine i just had bad food today…” the lie slips off your tongue. “Okay… well go home and get some rest, yeah?” Robin suggests and Steve agrees. “Yeah, that's a good idea.” you say.You tell them bye and leave.
As soon as you get home you start tearing up, why me?! You think. This feels like torture. You call Eddie to see if you can get some weed from him, “Why do you need it?” he asks. “It’s not important. Just give it to me please.” you tell him. “I usually charge $50, but since we’re friends, and you seem to really need it, I'll charge $25.” He tells you. “Thanks…” you tell him. After you took the weed and told Eddie goodbye, you went home and layed down.
You fell asleep on your bed, and you were sleeping well until your phone started ringing. “Hello?” you ask tiredly. “Hi!” It’s Robin… “Hey Rob, what’s up?” you ask. “So, I was wondering if you’d wanna come to movie night tonight?” she asked. “Uh- yeah, of course. What time?” you asked back. “Uhhhh. Hold on.” she says. “Dingus said it’s at 7:00. Don’t be late!” she said with a lot of energy before hanging up. You look down at your watch, the clock says 6:30. Shit you think. It’s a movie night, I need something comfy… You think, so you pick out a grey-ish green hoodie that Robin gave you 3 years ago for your 15th birthday, black leggings, and boots. You put your hair in a messy bun, and left.
You got to Steve's house around 7:10, but they didn’t care. As soon as you walked in, you saw Vikie and Robin sitting next to each other, go figure, so you went into the kitchen to make popcorn. To forget about your jealousy against Vikie, you counted how many times you heard a pop. At the 13th pop, you heard someone clear their throat, so naturally you turned around, and in the doorway was Steve. “So…uh did you talk to-'' he pauses, nodding his head toward the room Vikie and Robin were in. “No, I haven't. And I can't!” You whisper-yell at him. “Why not?!” he whisper-yells back. “Vikie is in there! I can’t do that to vikie or robin!!” you say quietly. “Fine.” He finally gives up. “Thank you!” you say and walk out of the kitchen and into the living room.
You sit next to Vikie, since Steve is sitting by Robin, and wait for Steve to start the movie. “So…Y/N, right?” Vikie asked. “Uh, yeah.” you answer, giving her a slight smile. “Robin talks about you. You guys are best friends, yeah?” She keeps asking questions. “Yes, yes we are. Is that an issue??” you ask. Vikie looks at Robin for a second, “No. Not at all.” She smiles. Then she leans in and whispers, “Don’t try anything. I heard you and Harrington in the kitchen. She’s mine and I’ve waited years for her, you’re not gonna take her away or I swear to god I’ll-” she got cut off by Robin asking if she was ok. Vikie nodded, and glanced back at you with an evil eye. You suddenly felt unnerved, and threatened. “I- I got to go to the bathroom.” You announce and stand up quickly. “Do you want me to pause the movie or-” Steve starts to say but you cut him off, “Nope! Keep it on. I don’t wanna make y’all wait a while…” you say as you run down to the bathroom and lock the door.
A couple minutes later, you heard a knock on the door. “Knock knock, it’s me.” Said the voice. You knew that voice anywhere. It was Robin. So you pretend to be sick. “H-Hey Robs, what do you need?” you say, while throwing some coughs in the middle of talking. “Oh. Do you feel well?” She asks through the door. “Uhm- no. i don’t feel well, tell Steve i'm running a fever, please” you say. “Of course!” she says, sounding worried about you.
Not even 5 minutes after Robin walked off, Steve knocked. “Can I come in?” he asks. “Mhm” you say. He opens the door and shuts it behind him, then he sits next to you. “What’s wrong?” He asks, worried. “I want to go home…” you tell him. “Why? What happened?” He throws questions around asking if you’re feeling ok, or if you’re hurt in any way. “Uhm- Vikie whispered something to me, and now i don’t know if i wanna stay…” You tell him about what she told you and how it made you feel. “What if she tells Robin?! Steve Vikie can ruin my friendship with Robin real quick. She heard us talking in the kitchen…” Your voice trails off. Little did you guys know, Robin was on the outside listening. She couldn’t believe that Vikie said that to you. But she also couldn’t believe that YOU liked HER. She felt like she was dreaming. She had a crush on you for years, but she could never imagine you liking her back, so she went after Vikie, in hopes to get rid of her crush on you, but it didn’t work. Robin was furious with Vikie. So Robin went up to her, “What were you thinking?! You can’t just threaten my friends!” Robin yells, so loud you and Steve hear it. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about babe-” Vikie tries, but Robin stops her, “No! Don’t ‘babe’ me! I don’t like the fact that Y/N isn't in here with us, because you just had to start shit with her!” She yells. “It’s not my fault that she has a huge ass crush on you!” Vikie yells back. “What makes you think we’re dating Vikie?! We went on one date!” Robin says to her. Vikie looks shocked. “I- I thought-” Vikie can’t finish her sentence, because Robin keeps going. “No! I don’t date people who like being assholes to my friends! Espeically people who threaten my best friend! I’ve known Y/N way longer than anybody! So I have no issue kicking your ass out if it comes to her!” Robin says, still pissed. You walk out of the bathroom and Vikie looks at you like she’s gonna kill you. Robin catches this look and goes into protective mode, “Don’t even fucking look at her. She didn’t do shit to you.” This shocks everyone, including you. You’ve never seen her this protective. “You know what? Get out. I don’t want to see you around me or Y/N. Got it?” Robin asked. “But-” Vikie starts, “Get the fuck out!” Robin yells. And Vikie leaves. “Robin, why’d you-” you start to ask why she ruined her love life for you, but she stopped you before you could finish, “Do you really like me…Y’know more than a friend?” She asks. You nod, shyly. “Thank god! I’ve liked you for a while now, but I was so scared to tell you and-” Robin started to ramble, so you shut her up by kissing her. After you guys pulled away you looked into her eyes, “Well you have me now.” You smile at her. You two totally forgot where y’all were, until Steve asked, “Are we gonna finish the movie now, or what?”
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A/N #2: This is my first Robin fic... I hope it's at least decent lol. I tried.
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10 things i hate about you au where bianca is chrissy and jason is joey and cameron is steve and kat is robin and patrick is eddie
So in summary:
chrissy cant date unless her sister robin dates
Jason wants to go out w chrissy
Steve also wants to go out w chrissy and manipulates Jason into paying eddie to take out robin, so that way jason can go out w chrissy (except Steve will ALSO use that excuse to go out w chrissy, and without having to pay eddie!)
Eddie reluctantly agrees, "pursues" robin, realizes shes a lesbian pretty early on, convinces her to let him continue "wooing" her so as to be a beard AND continue extorting jason and splitting the money w robin 50/50
Chrissy goes out w jason, realizes hes a self absorbed asshole, agrees to go out w steve
Her dad only lets their first date be a double date w robin and eddie
Except on that date chrissy realizes shes VERY into eddie which is A Problem obviously since hes dating her sister!!!
Steve notices they arent rly compatible except for their good looks but is happy to keep hanging out bc he has a lot of fun together especially robin is his buddy
Steve has a convo w eddie and is like hey i hope youre not like weirded out or anything im not trying to make any moves on robin i think were just good friends
And eddies like no actually its fine we were just dating for the money so its over anyway. Btw would you be cool if i went after chrissy
Steve is like uh yeah ig why not
Chrissy and eddie end up happily ever after and steve and robin end up platonically happily ever after the end
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describing a fic i've daydreamed about but not written (yet)
another from the au's folder: Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion (1997), platonic soulmates edition
i have the outline written down in my notes actually so lemme just copy-paste that, ft. direct quotes from the movie bc i was jotting these down while watching it sjfhskjkf (if i do get around to writing this tho, i'll probably adapt the dialogue and shit, this is just my notes) :
Steve and Robin live together in the city somewhere, and have for years; they have this When We're 30 pact going
Steve runs into Eddie at work and finds out about the reunion
[ S: "Munson? Eddie Munson, from Hawkins High in Indiana? I didnt know you were in LA!"
E: *sarcastic* "well now that you know, will we be getting together a lot?"
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S: "are you going?"
E: "Id rather put [his cigarette] out in my ass"
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S: "i guess i wont be seeing you at the reunion, but i'll tell everyone you said hi!"
E: "why dont you tell everyone to go fuck themselves?" ]
Steve and Robin go home and go through their year book and then reminisce in their favourite diner
they flashback to high school, theres some light bullying, another flashback to robins prom where they ended up going together (Robin ends up getting stood up at the punch table, so Steve slow dances with her instead)
they fill out the reunion forms at the laundromat and slowly realise their lives arent that impressive ("We're still single and we've been living together for 20 years and I'm a hairdresser and you're unemployed." "..shit")
in an attempt to Fix That, Robin is tasked with getting them jobs, while Steve is tasked with getting them dates
after they give up and mope, robin comes up with the idea of them just bullshitting their way through it ("I mean think about it! Theyre still in Hawkins, they dont know what we've been up to!")
I feel like maybe they do argue and then one of them has the messed up dream but they wake up before they get to hawkins and they have a heart to heart about being soulmates before going in
they get caught out in their lie by fucking eddie of all people, who wasn't even supposed to be there (but he knew steve was going to be there and it just ended up happening) and then get ridiculed by their highschool bullies and lowkey humiliated
they decide to go back in as themselves, and rip into the bullies ("why are you always such a nasty bitch? You get some kind of sick pleasure frim torturing other people? I mean, yeah, okay, so Robin and I did make up some lame story - we only did it so you would finally treat us like human beings. But you know what I realised, I dont care if you like us, 'cause we dont like you. Youre a bad person with an ugly heart, and we dont give a flying fuck what you think."
Eddie apologises for blowing their cover, then comments that he never actually realised the extent of Steves issues with his old friends
They end up opening their own sort of beauty store; with Steve running hairdressing and Robin making clothes
Eddie comes in all the time and Steve always ends up buying him whatever he tries on
and that's pretty much as far as i've gotten with this one bc i, sadly, haven't really had space in my brain to flesh it out the way i want too
#im pretty sure this whole outline comes off as really vague if you haven't see RMHSR#so. my bad.#fic asks#asks#grace tag#zukkaoru
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robin buckley x reader
[a fight with your best friend leads to a long overdue confession]
you'd been friends with robin for years,practically since diapers.you were always together.always working the same jobs,always in the same classes.you always had these inside jokes that no one really understood.you were joined by the hip.the best of friends and all that cheesy crap people say.
but for a while now you'd been wanting more.you knew it wasnt deemed normal by those around you.if your orthodox christian parents found out,or the kids of your small town ever knew,it'd be the end of your cushy life at hawkins.
it started small.you noticed yourself slipping up,thinking about her more than usual.about how pretty she was,youd notice yourself heating up when she held your hand.how you would stare at her lips longer than you should have.you figured it was just normal girly friendship stuff.
but it hit one day.when you saw her,laughing with steve,she looked at him like he was the only person in the world.it made your stomach turn.it made you jealous,that wasnt a normal girl thing.you thought about it,why you never liked steve like everyone else,or any guy for that matter.why you'd spent so many years by robins side never going on dates or talking about boys.
you tried your best to forget it,but each day it seemed like she got closer to steve.you were scared of losing her,either to steve,or by telling her the truth.eventually it just became too much too bare.
robin and steve had this job together at the video store,getting jobs together was something you two had always done,it helped pass the time,but she hadn't even told you she got the job,let alone applied.
needless to say you were pissed,and in a mood to fight the hair atop steves head.
"hey ___ i didn't know you were coming here today" robin said smiling that annoyingly lovely smile.
"i didn't even know you worked here" you muttered.
steve sensed there was something going on and decided to go do something in the back,something being to sit around waiting for robin to tell him what happened.
"what's up?"robin asked,it was annoying how genuinely concerned she was.she hadnt done anything wrong.and even if she had,she didnt know.it wasn't her fault,but you needed someone to blame for how you felt.
"what's up is you've basically been ignoring me for months now,your best friend.or what,is steve,the douchebag we used to make fun of,suddenly your best friend?what happened to us robin we used to be best friends and now youve cast me away for him!"
"i didnt cast you away,ive been busy!and steve is not a douchebag.look youre still my best friend okay,im sorry."
"bullshit,if i hadnt come here today you wouldnt care.you and steve would be off doing god knows what and id have no one!"
"so what?you want me to ditch steve,is that it?are you jealous?"
"yes,of course im fucking jealous!"
"are you jealous of me?since when did you like steve?okay im sorry but im not dating st-"
"im jealous of steve you idiot!"
she stopped for a minute.not sure how to take that last line.
"im in love with you robin!and i dont care who you tell or if you think im a freak,i dont care if we arent best friends anymore,just fucking tell me so i can carry on with my stupid life.so i can get over you!"
a teary eyed,snot filled confession.you must have looked crazy.wiping the tears away whilst trying to storm out wasnt as badass as it was in movies.especially when you slammed into the door.now that,that,was truly your lowest moment.
"shit,shit,shit"you said clutching your head.robin had already begun running towards you from behind the counter.she got to you and placed her hands on both sides of your face.you sniffed away a few more tears.it was so embarassing you were convinced youd have to move towns.
the crazy lesbian who ran into doors.
you turned to robin about to apologize for your fight.but rather than her being serious,she was laughing.and soon after you were laughing too.
"you arent supposed to be laughing,asshole"you smiled
"believe me i tried my best not to"
and there you were again,you and robin,laughing your asses off at the worst of times.the tears had stopped and robin helped wipe the remnants off your face.after another silence robin spoke up.
"you know steve and i arent a couple."
"yeah,yeah,i know,i was just-"
"we arent a couple because i like girls."
you looked at her with big,hopeful eyes.
she kept both of her hands on the sides of your face.she closed her eyes and put her forehead to yours.you closed your eyes to mirror her.
"i have loved you since you cried in kindergarten when you fell off the monkey bars." she confessed.
you let out a small laugh,your heart beating so fast that it rang in your eyes."ive been avoiding you because it was too much,whenever i see you i can only think of telling you how much i love you.and i can only think of grabbing you and kissing you."
"then do it."
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"okay im sorry i was gonna wait until you came to the back but-" steve said walking into the room.you and robin turned to him,her hands on your head,and your proximity enough to give steve the impression of the situation. "im gonna go do ... something" he said,blanking on an actual reason. "oh and by the way,im not a douchebag" steve yelled whilst walking away.making you and robin laugh again.
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#fanfiction#stranger things#stranger things fanfiction#robin buckley#robin stranger things#robin x reader#im in love with her#im running out of tags#gaaayyyy#slaaayyyyy
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henry: i dont get it youre like one step from being a greek god and youre so funny and charismatic what more would someone want?
robin:…🤨 what do you mean by that?
henry: steve is like the perfect boyfriend kind handsome caring it makes no sense why hes striking out
steve: thank you henry but i think its you messing up my chances you kind of outshine me with your presence you got the mysterious smolder going on and like people know youre smart. why arent you dating?
robin: 😧
robin: GOD, if ONLY there was some sort of SOLUTION to BOTH of you being single!!!!!
steve: well sure robin that would be nice but lets be realistic here
robin:
#anon i love this this is exactly them#henry is at least a little aware of his feelings but he is absolutely certain steve is not attracted to men#steve has no idea#and robin is suffering#anonymous#henry series#also thats probably my favorite reaction image on the internet it encapsulates so much
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I absolutely hate how in all of Steve's ships, he always gets the short end of the stick, canon, and fanon alike. Like Steve canonically just wants to be loved. It's shown how much he desires it and how much love he has to give towards his partners (like in s2 where he wanted to build his life around Nancy). And yet people take him and put him into borderline abusive situations, where he constantly gets belittled or made fun of. His dreams of having a big family are laughed at and not taken seriously, when his entire character in ST revolves around love and found family. I'm just so sick of it. Nobody in fanon truly has Steve's back when he gets into relationships. Robin acts ooc in favor of her own relationship or sides with Eddie idk why.
Steddie truly is H//rringrove 2.0 it's annoying bc it could have had potential.
Stonathan after s2 doesn't make much sense either. Like from both povs. Jonathan still doesn't like Steve, which fine he doesn’t have to take his apology in s1. He hates what Steve stands for (he's judging him based on popularity) and for being Nancy's ex. Steve feels neutral towards him after s1, but then Jonathan willingly cheated with Nancy. I doubt he wants to date him after that. They are not friends, and the basis of their relationship would be Nancy bc they are both romantically involved with her, which isn't a strong enough foundation imo. I know they are aus where none of that happens, but I can't really look past it. Maybe I lack creativity and imagination.
Anyway, I don't ship Steve with anyone because the fandom doesn't get him and puts him into the worst situations. I only ship him with my very own OC, who would kill anyone with Robin if they would disrespect him in the way the fandom does lmao. But yeah, I usually don't ever read any shipping fics bc they are usually ooc. I only love to read Stobin fics or any fics with the kids and his sibling relationships with them.
ngl steve ships for the fandom are just ‘how much can we shit on steve and show how we have an incredible bias and show how much we hate him’. like that’s the vibes i’m getting all the time. and yeah it’s insane how steve ships are just like you said where steve gets the short end of the stick. honestly people are just allergic to giving steve what he wants because they hate him! lmaooo steve antis want to shit on us saying that ‘wow they over exaggerate the hate steve gets’ I PROMISE YOU WE ARENT BECAUSE WHENEVER I TRY TO SEARCH FOR STEVE CONTENT ITS JUST ABOUT STEVE BEING IN ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS OR WORSHIPPING THE GROUND HIS PARTNER WALKS ON! i just want steve to be loved and fanon wont even let him be loved by his besties either 😭😭😭😭 him being with his own best friends in canon is just ‘okay how much can we verbally abuse steve and constantly dismiss his own boundaries’. honestly how people react with robin and steve being best friends makes me the most mad because robin in fics/headcanons doesn’t even act like a best friends to steve. it’s to the point where i want to yell at steve to drop her as a friend with how fanon portrays their friendship
legit steddie did have a lot of potential and then that got ruined hardcore
honestly i never understood stonathan even in season 1! especially because so many jonathan stan’s were (and still are) so anti steve! which genuinely makes shit sense like why do you want your favorite character with another character that you absolutely hate? but yes from both sides it makes no sense whatsover for them to be together. legit jonathan at murray’s place brings up steve and then ignores the fact that he himself talked about steve. also ps i’m so sick of people calling that not cheating THEY CHEATED! just own up to it and fuck off. honestly i can’t look it past either in aus where it doesn’t happen. honestly steve and jonathan are so different to me that i can’t see them working past two weeks (same as how i see ronance)
same i don’t ship steve with anyone! unless it’s an oc that i create! but yeah i just can’t see steve with anyone in canon. i do read sometimes oc x steve focs but also half the time they’re just like ‘okay steve constantly has to apologize for how he was in high school’ which liek steve was just minding his own business - do we have to have multiple fics where nancy and jonathan apologize to people 24/7 for being in their own bubble? actually i need that now - if it happens to steve we should also make that happen for every single main character
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can we please stop assuming characters especially Mike and Will’s sexuality. Reminder that just because you kiss someone doesn’t mean you love them. Stancy is great representation of this. And the duffers have shown that they have no issue with straight baiting and that they will go as far as to have Robin literally say she likes Steve and then turn around and be a lesbian. The duffers arent playing games here. Will has never shown any interest in girls, and at this point he’s canonically gay tbh. Most of the canon recognizes this. However, on Mike’s hand, he’s never shown any interest In girls either. Sure, he’s dating El, but he specifically is broken up with her when she looks more feminine. And he was the most obsessed with her when she looked like a boy, and was even compared to Will! Both Lucas and Dustin have shown to be obsessed with girls, while Will seems a bit more off put, and Mike finds anything romantic that’s related to girls disgusting. I think this is because Will is more upfront with his sexuality so he is able to understand that Dustin and Lucas are straight and he is not, however Mike was confused for awhile there. He didn’t understand why Lucas and Dustin were so obsessed with Princess Daphne, or why he wanted a king instead of a princess. He didn’t get their obsession with Max, and was obviously upset when he found out Will allowed Max to join them on Halloween night. They’re both on very different ends of accepting themselves. Will grew up in a humble environment, and even though Lonnie wasn’t accepting and most likely physically ab*sed him, Joyce and Jonathon do everything they can to make up for that. Obviously Will is 100% dealing with internalized homophobia, but he also knows that Jonathon and Joyce will accept him no matter what, so he doesn’t have to worry about their opinions as much as Mike. Mike however, does. We see how Ted can come off as misogynistic at times, portrayed as the “everyday American Dad”, you know, the ones who are the standard republican business men. I do believe that Karen would accept Mike as gay, but I don’t think Mike knows that. I mean Mike has seen how much Will has gotten bullied for being “gay”. And mike is definitely afraid that one day that would be him. I believe that Mike has always had these feelings, ever since season one. However I don’t think he realized them until Season 2. Then, he repressed these feelings onto El, and then finally at the end of season 3, he realizes that he cannot change himself and that he is gay. He was in denial for awhile there, and probably assumed that his feelings would go away, or that they were just temporary. But after El kissed him in the finale, it struck him that his feelings for Will weren’t a phase and that he did not like that kiss. However, Will has been bullied for being gay his whole life. So even though he is very upfront with the fact that he is, he also has even more self hate due to the fact that he’s induced way more bullying and maybe even physical ab*se from his father. However, I do think in the end of season 4, we will get conformation of both of their feelings for eachother. Obviously, in season 5, they can’t be the standard happy couple, for obvious reasons because they live in small town america for gods sake! Which is why I expect there to be a big shift as they navigate their relationship. I have a of confidence in them.
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I’ve always been a big believer in Steve being neglected, but we don’t really have much to go on the his dad is an asshole because he neglects him? The only proof that he’s never around is that his parents took a trip for a few days in ST 1? If he does have anxiety issues and problems with insecurity it could be for a whole host of reasons? It could be to do with his friends or even a different type of abuse? Why do you think it’s neglect specifically (I’m not arguing just wondering!)
Im think its several things-neglect, emotional abuse and idk maybe even a physical abuse too tho im not completely sure about this one.
Steve does talks about his father a lot, boy def has some Daddy Issues, and every damn time he talks about him in a negative way. trying to remember all the info he said, its-
1) His dad going to a business trip and his mom goes with him, because she doesn't trust him, on what Tommy snickers and says something like she is right to not trust him, hinting what Steves dad isn't loyal and probably cheats on his wife. Much for Steve trust issues and a problem with Nancy being in her room w Jonathan....with that type of family dysfunction it's not a surprise what hes considers the worst immediately.
also, for the record, his parents leaves him, their only 17 yo son, alone in the big ass house JUST as another boy from town went missing and all town is paranoid. that just screams neglect
2) then when Barb went missing Steve was scared what his parents will MURDER him for drinking beer on their lil party, particularly because his dad is a grade-A asshole. So this is where we get what his parents are strict. that's important
later, Nancy asks, did Steve got into troubles w his parents, and he answers, totally but u know, who cares (HE CARES!), screw them
3) when Nance looks at his essay, he is incredibly nervous and gives up on it immediately, like a drama queen he is, ripping the paper and saying what he's gonna end up working on his dad anyway. he looks so doomed. once again, he is super insecure person esp about being dumb. i feel like Tommy indeed joked about this but did he started Steves complex? don't think so.....
4) Steve works at Scoops Ahoy just because his dad made him to, from Steve words: i couldn't even get into tech and my douchebag dad is trying to teach me a lesson, and also says what he has no future
5) did u ever noticed how Steve eats at Barb parents? he is kinda messy and he eats like he was starving and just showes big ass portions into his mouth what he can barely put in here. same w bananas, he eats em like a chipmunk x) when Robin told about her Tammy crush, she also mentioned how Steve always got the same sandwich every day, and how messy he ate it, leaving crumbs all around.
u can say hes just a messy boy but honestly? with strict parents like that? i think it's super weird. it's like if he mostly sat and ate alone all his life, without parents to scold him about manners. its not how rich preppy boys eat. it's kinda wild thing
6) his dependency on Nancy while they dated. its like she is his girlfriend, mentor, friend, older sister/mother all in one. it's hard for him to spend time separately and he is super duper clingy and needy. It's like he is touch starved and lost and lonely
7) things what Joe said, what he and Duffers decided what Steve and his father have big father-son struggles, and what Joe thinks what Steve eventually gonna be a sweet dad. “I think he`ll be better than Steves dad is to him, thats for sure”
Joe also mentioned what Steve is an insecure character from day one(+always putting himself down), and also he says what Steve is immature in a lot of ways. it's all kinda links toward the family issues im think.
8) Steves a bit weird relationships and reactions on other boys/men.
9) the simple fact what his parents didn't showed up in ALL THE 3 SEASONS. and he is one of the major characters with a big amount of screen time. hinting what his parents arent around mostly.
so yeah im think there is a lot to unpack.....i hope what at least season 4 will show us Steves parents or im gonna get really mad ghfkl
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