#robin and steve

[diavalkitty]

Elevator scene:

[communitypoolswimlessons]

You know, I like fics where Robin is sort of the queer guide to everything queer ever in most Steve coming out fics, but I think, objectively, it would be funnier (and more realistic but who cares about that) for her to know next to nothing. They tour Indiana's gay bars picking up pamphlets on the various identities. They try to workshop their own word for how Steve feels about his sexuality. "Semi straight? Does that work?" "Gay Lite? Like Miller Lite for the gays?"

They learn and grow into who they are together.

[eddie4bat-president]

Thinking about Robin's award winning improv performance at the asylum and the Stobin bestie-ism and-

Robin and Steve at a restaurant. Robin forgot to tell Steve she has to leave early because she promised her current crush to help her with a project

Steve: oh I see how it is. You're abandoning me for a chance to see some boobies. (Robin: EW stop!) I have feelings, too, Robin! And boobies! You want me to take them out? I will!

Robin: Oh my god why do I hang out with you- STOP unbuttoning your shirt, you'll get chest hair all over your plate, you animal! I'll make it up to you, I promise! Dessert's on me!

Steve: ... yeah, alright. Let me get into character. (He wiggles in place and shakes his hair) Okay. You done? Because then I'll get this show on the road.

Robin: (wiping some sauce off her plate with a last piece of bread and stuffing it in her face) Yeah, I'm good. Hit me.

Steve: (gradually getting louder) You CHEATED ON ME?!?! (Robin, quietly: oh boy) IN OUR BED???

Robin: I'm sorry, babe, I know I said it wouldn't happen again but- (Steve: You PROMISED!)

Robin: -it just happened...! You were gone on that work trip-

Steve: I had to beg my mother for my grandmother's engagement ring because she knew this would happen... It's at the jeweler getting resized right now!

Robin: and Tommy was just there for me when I needed him-

Steve: TOMMY? My best friend Tommy????

It's at this point that Steve has to drop his face into his hands to hide that the shaking of his shoulders is actually laughter.

Robin: I really am sorry... but uhh what do you think, how many of our wedding plans could be changed to Tommy's name.....?

Steve: (choking on his spit, still hiding in his hands): get out, just GET OUT.

Robin: (while walking out backwards, stumbling into someone's chair) I'm sorry, baby! I still love you! I just love Tommy more!

Someone off to the side is already waving over a waiter to get Steve something chocolate for his nerves, meanwhile waiter Eddie listened in on their conversation as soon as he heard the word "boobies", knows it was all fake and is staring at Steve with hearts in his eyes.

[beep-beep-robin]

i just know steve sits with robin when she‘s overstimulated and just needs to be in the presence of someone who gets it, gets her, but still gives her space to decompress and stim

[lukas-dusk]

Robin : *Rolls over in bed and knees Steve in the ribs*

Steve : Ow! you kneed me!

Robin, sleepily : Yeah, i do need you...

Steve, voice cracking : Okay-

[bisexual-cryptid]

i need more codependent steve and robin.

steve and robin sitting on each other’s laps during movie night, sharing a thing of popcorn between the two of them

constantly holding each other’s hands while joking around with each other. robin will be endlessly making fun of steve all the while she is holding his hand in her own and refuses to separate.

steve complaining that he can’t get a date and doesn’t understand why, meanwhile robin is sitting on the counter at family video behind him, playing with his hair.

whenever they are saying goodbye they kiss each other on the cheek and say “i love you.”

they have a “date night” every week where they go to a diner and get food and share a milkshake.

eddie and nancy think they have absolutely no chance with steve and robin, respectively, because the two of them are clearly dating. when robin comes out to them their entire world feels like it flips on its head.

steve and robin being each other’s unintentional beard. they didn’t mean for it at first but everyone just assumed they were dating already so they stopped correcting people, letting them think what they want. (it makes robin’s relationship with nancy and steve’s with eddie comically easy to hide. no one looks twice when they are with them bc steve and robin are clearly together)

[tarraing]

felt like drawing some stranger things characters in a new style

[agnessintheocean]

[annabananabridgers]

I just KNOW that Steve and Robin went to see Dirty Dancing and then subsequently spent the next several weeks trying to perfect the famous lift to no avail. Either Steve would go to grab Robin’s waist and she would break into laughter or he would loose his balance resulting in the whole adventure ending in broken bones and a bow to never do it again!!!!

[emi-gelfling]

They're in love, your honor 💕

LINK TO "The Last In Line:"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48070219/chapters/121210213

[mjlovescm]

Mistletoe mishap, Robin Buckley

"She just stood there and stared at me, Steve. But I think there was something in my teeth. Or in her eye. She kept looking up and blinking." Robin thought for a second. "Wait, was she trying to say she wants mascara for Christmas? Or were my lips chapped."

Dramatically, Robin dropped her body onto the work counter.

"I'm so screwed."

"No, you're not, you just don't get girls." He pauses. "You don't get it."

"Get what?" she asked genuinely.

"Man, you suck at this girlfriend thing."

"She just wanted to show me her decorations." Robin told Steve again as she rolled her eyes.

"And?"

There was a moment of silence as Steve gave Robin an opportunity to think, yet she came up with nothing.

"Robin, she wanted to show you the mistletoe."

She looks at Steve with a blank, confused, doe eyed expression.

"She wanted you to kiss her, Robin."

"You don't know that." She was quick to argue.

"I do. She was all dressed up when she opened the door. She took you inside. She brought you upstairs, showed you her decorations, and I bet right under that door was the mistletoe."

She scoffed yet as she remembered the day suddenly, realizing that Steve’s comments were beginning to make sense

"And she wasn’t staring at you. She was staring at your lips. Women are silent creatures, Robin. They like to do the planning, but want you to do the work."

Something about Steve’s knowledge of women made Robin uneasy. Whether it was concern about how many women he’d been with. Or how much better he was at understanding women than she was. Either way, with the realization of missing the opportunity to kiss you, Robin was embarrassed.

"She wanted to kiss me. What if she tries to do it again? What if my lips are chapped or my breath smelled bad."

Steve smiled at her sudden panicked realization.

"At least I know what I’m getting you for Christmas." Steve said matter-of-factly. "Chapstick and gum."

My masterlist

[itswhatyougive]

Is that Steve and Robin?????

[yellowcrowindustry]

“Now, I know it’s me who’s missing out”

“Just trust me, you’ll be fine”

[stonnedparrott]

James and Marlene are variants of Steve and Robin from stranger things.

I don't make the rules

[little-annie]

Thanks to the @strangerthingswritersguild for the prompt and @eyesofshinigami for the brain worm 🪱 our conversation created.

Did you know in fan fic writing the term Rubber Ducking refers to bouncing ideas off of each other/ brainstorming with friends? Well I didn't. I thought it was a sex thing.

From that, this idea was born.

Rubber Ducking | M | 873 WC | Steddie | Buckingham

It was a cold February night when the first sighting occurred. The air in the apartment had felt different. Charged with an electricity Robin couldn't explain.

Something was happening. And at first she had thought it was an anomaly, then maybe a coincidence. 

But then it kept happening. 

Those black empty eyes met hers and mere hours later the sound of the city was lost to the wails of the night.

It sounded like torture.

Like the stripping of flesh and bones.

But even more horrifically, Robin learned it was anything but.

Sure, there was flesh and bone, but how Steve apparently getting absolutely railed by Eddie in the next room over had any connection to the rubber ducky that ended up on the living room coffee table every so often, Robin hadn't the slightest clue.

She just knew that unfortunately there had to be one.

A few weeks later, sitting at the breakfast bar and trying to ignore the low hanging neckline of Chrissy's already frankly obscene tank top, Robin notices the presence of yet another rubber ducky.

This one donning a Sailor's hat and suit. Similar to the one she remembers her and Steve wearing in their days at Scoops Ahoy. 

Not twenty minutes later she's met with Eddie asking if she knows where Steve hid his old uniform. Regrettably she tells him, and that night goes to bed taking precautionary measures with foam plugs in her ears.

The following week there's a light blue ducky on the coffee table instead, then a grey ducky the week after. Then after a few more weeks there's what appears to be a leather daddy ducky. 

Sometimes in between there's a plain normal rubber ducky.

“You figure it out yet?” Chrissy asks one evening, plopping down onto the couch next to Robin and setting her feet in her lap.

God what she wouldn't do for this girl and her polka dot pink fuzzy socks.

Looking over at the boys who are now apparently disgustingly in love, and currently trading lazy kisses and giggles back and forth in the loveseat, Robin sighs, “Unfortunately.”

She nearly had the code cracked before a drunken Steve had told her what it all meant.

Original Ducky = Someone is horny.

Sailor Ducky (Sir Butterscotch) = Someone wears the Scoops uniform. 

Light Blue (Richard) = Someone wants to give / receive head.

Grey (Bari) = Someone wants to be tied up/do the tying up.

Leather Daddy = "You really don't want to know Robin.”

So essentially flagging, she figures, but with various types of rubber duckys, which is horrific in its own way.

Now when one of them is feeling it, they pick a rubber ducky of their choosing and leave it out on the coffee table as a subtle way of asking for the represented attention.

“Sex Duck,” Robin sighs, leaning her head against the back of the couch, turning to look at Chrissy, “They have a fucking sex duck.”

“Like that show with the sex mug?”

“Like the show with the sex mug.” She answers flatly 

Sure seeing the ducks at home was bad enough, but when they started appearing in the wild it was so much worse.

First in Steve's car on the dash, then Eddie's van, then one day at work when Eddie came sauntering in and pulled a light blue ducky from his pocket, tossing it in Steve's direction before walking off towards the employees only bathroom.

They think they're subtle, but really they're not.

It's just another Tuesday evening when a new ducky makes its way onto the coffee table in the living room. Traditional like the first, but donning a pink bow and black painted on lashes. Feminine. Cute.

Like a game, Robin's began trying to decipher the meaning behind every duck before Steve inevitably tells her. It helps her cope with the trauma. 

This one though, makes her wonder. 

Sitting on the couch staring probably a little too intensely at the newest addition to the boys collection, Robin hardly notices when Steve plops down beside her.

She startles when she notices him, his voice catching her off guard. “Whatcha doing?”

“Trying to figure out what kink of yours this little lady represents.”

Steve hums and Eddie joins them shortly after, settling in the rocking chair across from them, giving the ducky the same odd look Robin had been moments ago.

“Whatcha doing, Buck?”

She gestures to the duck, “Figuring out her deal.”

Feminization maybe?

“Chrissy?” Eddie asks

“What?” Robin looks up from those cute long lashed eyes, “No. Your duck.”

Next to her Steve huffs a laugh, crossing his arms and leaning back against the couch. “Not our ducky, Rob.”

What?

“Course it is.”

“Not our ducky, Babe.” Eddie repeats Steve's words.

It has to be. “Well it's not mine.” Robin grumbles.

“No, no Rob it's not.” Steve nudges Robin's knee with his, “Maybe it's meant for you though.”

No.

No?

Looking far too excited, Eddie smirks, “Chris is in her room isn't she?”

Well… it… it wouldn't hurt to check would it? Maybe the boys are just teasing her, playing a game. But on the off chance they're not…

“You gonna go get your girl, Rob?”

Jesus Christ, she's going to, isn't she?

[lukas-dusk]

Robin : Did you know there’s a rumor going around?

Steve : What? That we’re gay for each other?

Eddie : No, see, I’m straight, but if there was a man I would marry, it would be Stevie!

Robin : How do you feel about that, Steve?

Steve :

Steve : like it’s not helping with the rumors.

Robin : I think the kiss you guys shared on my birthday isn’t helping the rumors.