#Robin and Steve are devestated

[dreamsteddie]

Companion piece to my Stobin childhood friends au post because try as I might to resist it, the Steddie brain rot will take over.

Robin and Steve are thick as thieves from that first day of preschool onwards. Their matching friendship bracelets don't fit anymore but have found homes in their "secret friendship treasure chest" which is a shoe box covered in construction paper decorations that lives under Robin's bed so Steve's parents don't throw away any of his "trash" again. They've started a tradition of making a new one for each other at the start of every year so everyone remembers they're best friends, though.

Halfway through first grade (Robin got to start school a year early like the Buckleys hoped) things are going great for Robin. She gets to bring books home from the library and their teacher complimented her drawing of a robin and she helped Steve pass his spelling test last week, so as far as she's concerned this is the best year ever.

Right up until Eddie Munson transfers to their school.

At first, Robin doesn't know that Eddie will be her arch-nemesis. When he's introduced to the class, all she really thinks about him is that he looks a little funny but seems nice. He's got really big eyes and he's taller than most of the other kids with long, gangly limbs. His hair is shaved down to his head, but there are other boys in class who have the same cut. He gets placed at the table group to the left of them in the chair closest to Steve's.

She very quickly forgets about him as the day continues as normal. Robin thinks math block is boring, she'd much rather read her books or play with Steve at recess but her parents said knowing your shapes is important, so she pays extra special attention. That's why she doesn't catch the little wave Steve, ever the social butterfly, gives to the boy across the way or the way Eddie's eyes go even bigger and a soft blush steals across his cheeks.

What she does notice is when Eddie comes up to them in the last few precious minutes of recess slightly sweaty and out of breath holding a little white daisy.

"Hi! I'm Eddie, I'm new!" he says, shouts really, looking directly at Steve.

"Oh, hi Eddie! I'm Steve, this is my bestest friend, Robin." Steve replies.

"Like the bird?" Eddie asks.

"Yeah! They're orange."

"And I hate orange!" Robin buts in, not willing to be left out of the conversation

"Yeah, it's really sad. They should be blue, that's Robin's favorite color." Steve says, real disappointment creeping into his voice. "Who's that for?" he asks, pointing to the forgotten daisy.

"Oh! It's for you! I was out all recess looking for the best one in the field. They kind of match your shirt!' Eddie says proudly, referencing Steve's polo with the yellow body and white sleeves. It's one of his favorites.

"Really? That's so nice, thank you!" Steve exclaims as he takes the little flower into his hands.

Robin's mom says that sometimes when you want to be someone's friend, it's good to start by giving them something nice. Robin's mom says that she should try and make more friends, maybe some girls instead of just Steve, but when Robin tries to talk to the other girls in class, she gets nervous and clams up. She thinks she might be allergic to them. Plus, why would she need more friends when she has Steve, who is worth at least three normal friends.

Steve gets along with everyone, he lends people erasers and pencils and shares his blocks with the other kids when he's allowed to bring them out of his cubby, but no one is his best friend like Robin is.

No one has ever given Steve flowers before, though. That feels like an extra special kind of gift that someone would give if they wanted to be really good friends, and Robin doesn't want that. Steve is her best friend, he doesn't need another one.

"Steve, we gotta go get in line before all the other kids! We don't want to be last!" she blurts out, grabbing Steve by the hand and dragging him across the asphalt to where the teachers are getting ready to call everyone to get in line before Eddie can catch up.

Once they've got their places, she looks back at Steve behind her to see he's turned around. She peaks her head around him and sees him smiling wide at an equally smiley Eddie who's about 5 kids behind them, each of them waving happily at each other.

Oh yeah, Robin is going to have to keep an eye on him.

[nburkhardt]

Heyyy girlie!!!! Came to give you a prompt for you to try! Hope you enjoy this little angst fest.

Also to be very honest, I was listening to "Friends on the Other Side" as I was thinking about this prompt lol.

Steve gets cursed by Vecna and he is shown instead of horrible things happening to him and the people he cares about, he is shown actual events of people ridiculing and insulting him. Dustin calling him names, Robin shown distain whenever he talks, Eddie flat out ignoring him for DND, Hopper saying how he feels bad for Steve. All things angsty!

And Vecna says, "See? They don't care about you. But I do. You and I can give each other what we never were given - A true family."

And Steve accepts, while everyone is oblivious to what they have created.

Imagine the DEVESTATION when they all discover that it's entirely their fault Steve is now a puppet under Vecna's control.

You can decide the ending there!

Anywayyssssss, hope you have a good day!

(Also the prompt you asked is on its way!)

I want to begin to say that when I originally read this prompt I was dying. It was already hurting me reading this then i decided I could do it. I could write it out. But I went with Steve as a victim instead of puppet, thought that would also be so good. Like just imagine with me real quick before I get into the fic… maybe he gets infected by the bats and that’s how Vecna uses him and it isn’t until it’s too late for anyone to save him. OR OR Eddie becomes Kas and them along with Vecna is unstoppable because none of The Party wants to fight them. ANYWAY, onto the fic:

WARNING: Major Character Death, lots of hurt and no comfort.

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He doesn’t notice he’s cursed until it’s too late.

His hearing has been shit for a while, so hearing the clock ticking is too much like the nearly non-stop buzzing already in his ears. The grandfather clock is shown to him while he’s in the middle of looking around at the school. It looks like it belongs there.

The vision?

It’s his actual memories.

It’s reality, it’s too much, it’s draining.

An old memory of his dad calling him worthless, his mom pushing him away when he’s hurt and the endless babysitters that brush him off. There’s memories of Tommy and Carol hanging off him but putting him down for wanting to hang out just the three of them instead of a party with drugs and alcohol. There’s the “bullshit” and “you’re an idiot” from Nancy thrown in there.

The memories with Robin before they became best friends, memories of her making fun of him for another girl telling him no. The memories of all the kids putting him down or demanding things of him while calling him asshole.

The only reason he realizes it’s fake, that he’s one of Vecna’s victims is the quick fake-memory of Eddie. He doesn’t have many memories with the guy, he’s talked to him maybe a few times before this week.

The fake-memory starts with a promise of weed, of Eddie agreeing to meet him but it ends with Eddie laughing at him before walking away.

It’s then that he stops, the panic is still there but he’s standing still and slowly the area around him fades and in it’s place is the Upside Down.

“Oh Steven” a voice speaks up and he freezes, “Isn’t it time to realize they don’t care? That the love you give is wasted?”

He shakes his head, hands covering his eyes to think and wipe away the tears, the evidence of how true it is. He can’t move, he’s frozen and he feels more than sees Vecna come up to him.

Hopefully the others have noticed him, he thinks, hopes they’ll notice. They do care, in their own way- he knows this. Robin cares, says they’re soulmates.

She has to care… right?

(Eddie notices Steve first. How still he is and then he notices his eyes and it makes him freak. Robin pales when she notices and immediately shakes him, begging him to knock it off.)

There’s a noise, movement in front of him and he refuses to move his hands. Doesn’t want to give Vecna the satisfaction of knowing it’s getting to him. He’s fucking twenty years old, he can handle this. Max managed to beat him and she’s fourteen.

There’s a sigh, and it’s close. Too close. He feels something grab hold of his wrist and he shuts his eyes as his hand is forced away, “Steven, Steven, Steven. Why are you fighting? They don’t love you, they don’t care. With me, you’ll be cared for, you’ll be loved and away from all those who hurt you. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

He feels his wrist being pulled away, tries to fight it but Vecna or whatever it is pulling is stronger. He holds still and keeps his eyes tightly shut.

“My, my. You are stubborn, Steven.” Vecna lets out a cruel laugh, “Why fight me, you know you’ll lose”

Fighting is all he has. It’s all he’s known. He’s fought his whole life, he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to, it’s his reality. It’s who he is.

Steve Harrington is a fighter. Has been since he was a little boy. Memories of his dad yelling, of kid bullies and eventually his mother pulling his arms as he panics. Fighting is what he knows, just, he loses.

Losing is easy. Winning is hard and it seems, he isn’t supposed to be a winner.

Vecna must know this, because his arms are yanked down and it’s such a shock, his eyes fly open and he’s face to face with Vecna.

A vicious smile on Vecna’s face, “Stop fighting me, Steven.”

He shakes his head, ignoring the stinging of his eyes and the pain in his wrists. He can do this, he can hold off like Max did. The others should know what’s happening by now.

He isn’t weak.

There’s a hand on his cheek, it’s gentle and it hurts how much he craves it. Without his say, he leans into it. It’s been so long, a few tears betray him falling down his cheeks.

“With me, you’ll be cared for.” Vecna speaks out with a soft tone, something he didn’t think was possible that’s willing to kill anyone, “you’ll be loved and respected”

(Steve is floating, he’s floating so far up that no one can reach him now. There’s tears falling from his glazed over eyes. Everyone is screaming, trying helplessly to get to him.)

“come now, we both know you’ll lose.”

He’s not fighting the tears anymore, they’re falling freely and he wishes for someone- anyone to save him. Wishes to be stronger, be the person he always wanted to be.

But he’s so tired. He’s so exhausted and so fucking sad. Tired of being someone he’s not. Tired of ignoring the sting of words, jokes from his friends.

He wants, he wishes.

Wishes for exactly what Vecna is promising.

Blinking hard and he breathes, not fighting against the vines holding him now. Looks up towards the red sky, it’s scary.

It’s nothing like he wanted.

But he doesn’t know anymore.

“You’ll be okay, with me” Vecna says, it’s not a promise and it’s not soft. It’s sinister, it’s just a saying.

He knows and hates himself.

Hates how tired he is as he gives up.

He knows he’s a victim, a pawn in Vecna’s plan.

It doesn’t stop the relief he feels, even as he listens to Vecna’s sinister laughter at him.

(His arms are broken, Steve’s arms are broken. He’s still floating and his arms are bent in different directions. There’s screaming, crying and everyone is shaking.

How did they miss this? How did they not know?)

Letting go is the easiest thing he’s ever done. Even with the knowledge that he’s a victim and it’s disappointing to his friends, it’s letting the bad guy win.

But he’s tired, so tired.

There’s no pain for him, not anymore. With this he doesn’t need to try, doesn’t need to ignore the jokes or the poorly disguised mean behavior towards him. Doesn’t need to be useful to be around those he thought of as family.

He doesn’t need to fight anymore.

He can rest.

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The sound of bones breaking and screaming makes him want to run away. But he’s stuck in place, face wet with tears and his throat hurts from screaming.

He can’t look away.

Up in the sky is Steve Harrington. Floating much like Chrissy, eyes glazed over and frozen. The difference, tears are freely falling down his cheeks. His arms are now bent in different directions and he can’t look away.

He hears everyone around him fall down, sobbing still. He’d look around, but he can’t look away from Steve.

Refuses to look away.

Refuses to run away.

How did they not know? How did they miss this? Why didn’t Steve mention anything? What happened? How did this happen? How did his friends, his family not know he was hurting?

The sounds of everyone around him sobbing, the sound of Steve’s body break is making him wish to be deaf.

This is all too much.

This is too heartbreaking.

It feels like losing.

Hearing a loud crash, really sets reality in. They are losing. They lost the moment Steve stopped moving and his eyes glazed over.

It’s with that, that makes him fall to the ground with tears falling down his face. His gaze falling onto the pile of limbs that was Steve Harrington.

That was the man who willing to dive into Lover’s Lake to find a gate, the same one to bite a demonic bat because it was choking him, so determined to be the last one out of hell.

How did they miss this?

What are they supposed to do now?

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I’m sorry 😭

I couldn’t turn it around, I couldn’t figure out how to make this with a happy ending. So I didn’t and it’s heartbreaking, I made myself tear up so much I had to stop writing the other night.

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[maybestronger]

Nose SCRUNCHES at the exchange between the two and eyes roll good naturedly. They got along - she could SEE it. The ribbing was just part of the charm. A package deal if you would, and she wasn't about to step in and try to put a stop to it. She would, if need be, but right now her focus wasn't on crowd control. It was on STEVE and his puppy dog eyes. He looked so DEFEATED even if he was trying to hide it, and she couldn't help but want to cheer him up. ALWAYS the cheerleader, even if she was currently dressed up like a SAILOR instead.

❝Hmm, let me see.❞ Reaching out without warning, Chrissy PLUCKS his hat off his head and sets it down between them upon the counter. Her head then cocks to one side and then the other before squinting. She was really putting on a show, wasn't she? After a moment, the blonde gave the FORMER jock a solemn nod and sighed heavily as if she was about to give him devestating news. ❝It's the hat. Here, look.❞ Once more, Chrissy reaches out, but this time she actually FUSSES with his hair, teasing and priming it back to it's former glory where she would then turn to cast a glance back at ROBIN through the back window. ❝Isn't that better already?❞ Fingers LINGER without realizing it, and the tips brush ever so gently down his cheek before she's turning her gaze back up to him with a beaming smile. ❝How could anyone say no?❞

Steve was really off his game with the ladies lately. Maybe it was the stupid Scoops Ahoy hat, which easily muted one of his best features and wasn't at all helped by the rest of the ridiculous sailor get up company policy had forced on him. At least Chrissy and Robin seemed to be getting some enjoyment out his failure because he certainly wasn't amused. "Uh huh," he retorts unconvinced as Chrissy tries to stifle a giggle and assure him that she wasn't looking at him like he was a clown juggling for the crowd's entertainment. Sighing in frustration, Steve leans against the counter with his forearms resting atop it, gaze meeting hers. "Be honest--- It's the hat, right? The hat is throwing me off because it's definitely not my charm. I've never lacked for that."

"Or you just suck." He hears Robin comment, amusement lacing her tone, as she updates the tally on her stupid white board in the back.

"Ha ha. You're so funny, Robin." He laughs dryly, communicating a lack of humor for her teasing and taunts. Ignoring her afterward, he turns his attention back to Chrissy.

[italiansteebie]

tw// period typical homophobia

will had come out.

the party took it badly.

but steve and robin. well. they didn't. robin held him as he cried and steve went to talk to the stupid little shits will called his friends.

"what, steve?" mike sneered as he opened the door.

"move it wheeler," he pushed past him, "lucas, dustin, max, front and center." el had stayed back with will and robin. she didnt understand why the others were so mad. two boys could love each other, surely that wasn't worse than the mindflayer. right?

the group faced steve, staring at him defiantly. "well," dusting asked expectantly. "shut it, henderson. let me speak. i don't appreciate the way you reacted to will. he has been through many MANY things and supported you through them ALL. Mike, you blew him off for El, Lucas you blew him off for Max, Dustin you blew him off for Suzie-"

"wait-"

"quiet mayfield im not done. you're not innocent in this either. you should have been there for will. especially from what you told me about billy before he died." steve snapped, maxs head dropping low. "you're right, steve. sorry."

steve scoffs. "don't say sorry to me. and the rest of you, really? this is what scares you? two boys in love? i can't believe this. i thought you were better than that. you of ALL people know what it's like to be ridiculed and cast out for who you are."

"but- what- what about AIDs?" mike spluttered. the two others nodding hesitantly in agreement.

"seriously? you have faced interdemensional terrors and you're worried about... AIDs? something that can affect ANYONE? god. dustin i thought you were smarter than to fall for that. and lucas, i just. never took you to stoop to mikes level." steve sighs and shakes his head disappointedly.

he can see the regret on their faces. "whatever, i'm leaving."

"wait, can we come?" mike shouts desperately.

steve scoffs again, harsh, "no. stay here and think about what you did. and how you hurt will because you're too stupid to think. max, let's go."

"what? why does she get to go?" dustin asks, a hand out in her direction.

"because, max was coerced, and she never said that shit you guys did. im going to talk to her too on the ride home, and then she is going to apologize to will." he said in finality.

"why do you even care about this steve?" it was lucas who spoke, and it was... sincere. steve sighed and faced him. "because it effects me too. some of the best people i know are gay. including myself. i just... i never thought YOU guys of all people would react like this." he shook his head sadly. "do your research like you like to do henderson. maybe then you'll figure out why i'm not going to talk to you anymore." and with that he left, not looking back to catch the devestated look on dustin's face.

"cmon max." he shouted over his shoulder, only waiting for her to get in the car and buckle her seat belt.

he drove away with the hope those idiots would get their heads out of their asses.

[hazardsoflove]

sorry i’m still upset about #that in v2 so lil rant under the cut <3

the duffers are such fucking cowards. like why are you hyping v2 up so much and teasing all these deaths when you don’t even have the fucking balls to kill off any of your main cast. this szn literally followed the same formula as all their other ones and fuck the whole “the deaths aren’t predictable” thing they said because yeah they were lol. like i didn’t want eddie to die obviously and i rly thought he wouldn’t but given the fact that they always kill a new character and there were so many signs etc etc but he was probably the stupidest character to kill off. like sorry but i’m pissed he died while the two fucking russian guys who are never going to be seen again and did nothing get to live. and i like argyle but i’m still mad he got to stay over eddie i just don’t see him having any agency if hes in s5. like you’re gonna waste all that talent and potential and chemistry and TIME you spent on developing his character and wardrobe and go to great lengths to market him and promote his actor and then kill him?

and don’t even fucking get me started on the fact that he’s still a villain in the eyes of hawkins. that is the ONE thing i didn’t want them to do. i would’ve been more okay with him dying if the town got to see that he’s actually innocent but the fact that he will forever be seen as a ritualistic satanic cult murderer to hawkins just devestates me. it feels like a slap in the face to his character too like. he literally did not need to die. he played the hero by leading the bats away from the creel house he should’ve just fucking left with dustin but instead they had to fucking kill him for basically no reason and have him die IN DUSTINS ARMS effectively traumatizing him and then do some fucking two days later bullshit where NO ONE except dustin seems to be affected that eddie died. like didn’t even tell mike??? where was the scene of lucas and erica finding out??? robin steve and nancy??? like sorry but i’m sick to my stomach over the fact that they had to leave him there. he was treated like shit at the end and it just hurts me so much it makes me so fucking SAD

and dustin. god when he talks to eddie’s uncle?? that scene make me wanna kms so fucking bad because dustin loved eddie so much he looked up to him and having to tell his uncle that he died that he always knew he was innocent and that despite what the town thinks he died a hero? he died a hero and it doesn’t even matter. like sorry for getting so worked up over a fictional character and tv show but his death ruined the rest of the ep for me. like i was just sitting there like 🧍🏼‍♀️ and i’m so glad max didn’t die bc i love her!! but it’s like. there were no stakes. none of the mcs died. they built up all this hype for like five weeks and for what. and also??? how the fuck can el do that what did she even do. since WHEN can she do that. i would literally sacrifice murray and jonathan in a heartbeat for eddie. i’m just fucking glad jason got bisected

anyway i’m developing insane theories abt how eddie can still win bc they said the upside down being stuck in 1983 is important for s5 so fuck it they’re time traveling somehow. joe quinn i will avenge you

[jmojellybae]

This scene is really stressing me out and breaking my heart.

It could be nothing. It could be something that throws us off (I’m hoping that it is) but if it’s not, and it’s foreshadowing the death of Steve or Robin, I’m sorry, but I hope it’s Steve. I need Robin to live.

I always liked Stranger Things, but I fell in LOVE with it because of season 3 and Robin. She’s witty, a badass, a quick thinker, a fighter, and a lesbian. It would be devestating if she fell into the another dead lesbian trope. I get it. Stranger Things is an action/horror show. Anyone could die at any moment. But it can’t be Robin.

And don’t get me wrong! If Steve dies it would be awful. He’s such a great character and he’s had beautiful character development over 4 seasons. He’s literally one of my top favorites but if it came down to one or the other getting to live…my choice is clear.

[strangerthingsastiktoks]

[during an argument at Family Video]

Robin: Every bitch can't be your son!

Steve: [shocked, betrayed, devestated]

Robin: Steve, I didn't mean...

Steve: How could you say that to the babysitt- [cries]

[themikewheelers]

I know there's been many times the fandom has been dead, but doesn't it feel different this time? Like s3 dropped, and instead of making everyone excited for s4, it kinda overwhelmed everyone. Maybe it's just me but the hype died so fast. I think I've just realized how predictable st has become. Mileven separated again, the byers moving was kinda obvious since that scene in the trailer, and Hopper is obviously not dead. The show needs to refresh, the actors can't keep saving it.

I don’t think it’s that, I think it’s just...... the s3 ending isn’t the kind of thing that can rlly sustain a fandom? And that’s not to say it’s a bad ending or anything, I think the way they wrote it was true to their characters and everything....... but that doesn’t change the fact it’s kinda devestating for fans. It’s not only a sad ending, but it’s an ending that puts the fate of so many characters into question. We don’t know if Hop is alive or not. We don’t know where the Byers + El are. We don’t know how they’re dealing with the move. We don’t know how the characters still in Hawkins are doing, and how much those dynamics and whatnot have changed. With the exception of, like, Steve and Robin (and we know so little about their lives to begin with compared to the other mains) there’s not a single main character on this show that we can rlly know what they’re up to after the events of s3. It wasn’t like that with s2, because not only was that a happy ending, it was a stable ending for all the characters, whereas the s3 ending was v much written to directly tie into the beginning of s4. With season 2, they could have ended the entire show right there. We know they wouldn’t have, but they could have. They don’t have that option for s3. Season 3 is kinda a part 1 for whatever s4 is gonna be.

And now that we’re in the hiatus, after that cliffhanger its just hard to keep the fandom alive. I’m sure everyone still cares about the show and the characters, but it’s hard to do regular fandom stuff anymore. There’s so many completely ordinary topics that are so difficult to make headcanons for because every hc we make will be so dependent on theories for how season four will end, so until we have more information it’s rough. I’m hoping once s4 filming and all that begins we’ll start getting more information and it’ll be easier. Even smth as simple as confirmation where the Byers moved will make it INFINITELY easier for the fandom to function. Let alone if they start confirming stuff like if Hop is alive. Or when they just start talking about the characters and how all of them are doing.

But it’s not even just the lack of information that’s hurting the fandom. It’s also the fact that the ending is very sad and any immediate headcanons for what happens next are gonna be v sad as well. That can get overwhelming. There’s only so many headcanon people can make about El in grief and Will hating his new school and all that. Any short term headcanons are going to be very sad, and that’s going to overwhelm people.

But it’s not even just short term headcanons that are gonna be weird after s3, but long term headcanons too. For example, I remember one of my first thoughts after s3 came out, before I even rlly thought about Hop possibly being alive, I was devestated thinking about how I don’t even know how to headcanon El anymore and what I think she’s gonna be like in five, ten, twenty years, etc. Because so many of my existing headcanons stemmed from her relationship with Hopper and how being close to her father makes her grow as a person. With Hop out of the picture, that absolutely changes who El is. So yeah that’s just kinda one example but like.... even when we’re talking about long terms headcanons, and stuff that isn’t gonna be directly affected from the s3 ending, it’s still weird. Like I can make headcanons about Mike and El married at 30 years old and whatever happened when they were teenagers rlly doesn’t matter anymore and I can completely work around it. But it doesn’t change that what happened when they were teenagers is gonna affect their personalities and just who they are as people, so that still makes it weird to make headcanons

It’s like..... any short term headcanons are both sad and dependent on fan theories. And long term headcanons are more stable, but it’s still difficult to theorize how characters will grow and change when we don’t know what’s happening after s3 and into s4. The s3 ending was sad and overwhelming and not smth fans wanna think about a lot, but it’s also making it v difficult to even do regular fandom stuff like make casual headcanons or write fluffy fanfiction or any of that. Absolutely everything is dependent on what happens next, and right now we don’t have a clue what that is.

TLDR: The s3 ending just kinda left a big massive question mark on the face of all the characters. I don’t think that’s a bad thing, and long term it’s not gonna matter anyway. But as for right now, that ending just isn’t smth that can rlly sustain a fandom until we know more. That’s why I think it’s so dead

[samsylviasmoustache]

So uh (includes Stranger Things 3 Spoilers below)

Just finished Stranger Things. Emotionally devestated - and there was me thinking it would be a pleasant distraction from the remaining days to GLOW... ����

But...

Anyone else thinking Sam Sylvia and Jim Hopper need a "so you've accidentally dropped into parenting a badass" support group?

And let's not even get me started on the "oh I'm definitely not in love with my best friend that I can't stop bickering with" Ruth and Joyce parallels.

But, I hope we can all agree, if Ruth comes out to Sam, we DESERVE a Steve and Robin style wingman/woman combo.

... in summary - i'm no longer emotionally ready for S3 because my heart is already in 1980s themed pieces.

[beezywriting]

It’s a retelling of s4 and Steve gets got and it’s a bit him and robins friendship and how devestated she is after him. I’ve only seen snippets and I tell you I can’t.

I’ve thought I’d letting something happen to him in my version I’m writing with Three (spoiler alert steve and three are gonna be a thing. He likes girls with mind powers I can tell) but she would lose her mind and would rip time and space apart to go back so he lived. But I love the drama.

I’m so in love with this ideaaaaaa

beezy if he was a knight he’d have to be european

steve with an accent akdjskdksk

and caking you “my love” “dove” “my dear”

“who gave you that idea my love?”

i don’t even know what that’s in context to i just came up with if akdjsjsjsk

Dove always gets me. It’s so sweet and tender.

Maybe she mentions if they were somewhere else things would be different or better?

Idk. I’m gonna die tho I do know that.