#and Chrissy is dating heather and robin there we go

[harringroveera]

Steve: Okay, let’s go over our backstory again. We need this to work to slip into the lab and get El

Nancy: Okay, you’ll be Jimmy Johnson, Steve. And Billy will be Nick Smith

Billy: Who is Steve’s secret lover on the down low

Steve: What?

Robin: But Steve is actually dating Nancy, or Lisa Walter, and Lisa doesn’t know about them!

Steve: Why are you adding into his story—

Chrissy: And Nick is in love with Jimmy!

Heather: And Jimmy’s a dumbass so he doesn’t have a clue

Nancy: And actually Lisa does know about Jimmy and Nick and she’s been wanting to break up with him for a long…long time now

Steve: Okay why does every backstory we made up include Billy’s character being in love with me? Do you guys know something I don’t?

[monstrous-femme]

So You Want to Write Poly Fic: A How-To from Your Favorite Poly Mutual

(i know for many of you I'm your only poly mutual so that works too)

This guide is going to rely heavily on Stranger Things pairings, because that's the fandom I'm currently writing in, but these concepts can apply to any fandom.

Expand your definition of Polyamory

Fandom loves the triad, and if this is what you want to write, there's no reason not to. However, three people all dating each other should not be the only thing you think of when you think of polyamory! Here are some other configurations for your consideration:

Jonathan is dating both Nancy and Argyle, but Nancy and Argyle are not dating each other

Chrissy is dating Robin, but sometimes makes out with Heather at parties.

Eddie, Steve, and Nancy are all dating each other, and Nancy has a separate relationship with Barb.

Steve and Robin have a queerplatonic relationship that they consider their primary partnership, but both date other people in a casual setting.

Chrissy is not ready to be in a relationship after breaking up with Jason, but has casual hookups with multiple people who are aware of and comfortable with the situation.

2. Pay attention to your dyads.

One of the most common mistakes I see in poly fics is trying to superimpose the same way you'd write monogamous pairings onto more people. The problem with this is that in a couple with only two people, you are only writing one relationship. In a poly ship, you're writing more, and probably a higher number than you think of. This is where the dyad comes in.

A dyad simply the relationship between two people. Say you're writing Nancy/Chrissy/Robin (as you should). You're not just writing the one relationship between the three of them. There are also three separate relationships to consider:

Chrissy/Nancy Robin/Chrissy Nancy/Robin

Each of these relationships will have its own dynamic, and just because they're all dating doesn't mean it will all be the same. This is why I often caution newer writers away from writing relationships with tons of characters off the bat. The jump from a triad to a quad moves you from 3 dyads to 6. Now, depending on your POV character, you may not have to focus much on every single dyad, but you do need to be aware of their existence.

3. Metamour Dynamics

A metamour is a person who your partner is dating and you are not dating. Metamour dynamics can be very complicated (but also very fun to play with when writing) because of the feelings that can come up seeing your partner with someone else.

Let's say both Steve and Robin are dating Nancy, but not each other. Are they thrilled to never have to be apart? Do they find it hilarious how much they share one brain? Or do they get sick of never having space away from each other? Does Robin resent that Steve's relationship with Nancy is more recognized by society because of heteronormativity? Does Steve resent that Robin's never had her heart broken by Nancy?

Metamours also may be awkward or choose not to interact. Let's say Nancy's dating both Barb and Eddie now. Do Barb and Eddie form an unlikely friendship? Are they consistently awkward and tense to a point where Nancy doesn't keep them near each other?

There are as many different metamour dynamics as there are people, and giving some life to these relationships will give a lot of texture and realism to your poly fic.

4. Let it be Messy

When we write monogamous pairings, most writers in a longer fic will include things not working out, miscommunication, hurt feelings, jealousy, anger, and angst. But there seems to be an anxiety around allowing any of these things to exist in polyamory, as if by admitting it's not always perfect, we're giving ammunition to polyphobia. (This same pressure is put on poly people in real life to be the Perfect Poly Partner and never experience difficult feelings around polyamory.)

The truth is, relationships are complicated. And while I love seeing poly pairings in fluff and smut, there seems at time to be real resistance to putting poly pairings into genres that are messier.

Mess is a part of life. Mess is especially a part of intimate, vulnerable relationships, and, on a personal note, I need the mess to exist in fiction because stories are how I understand myself. When poly people are allowed to be human, it helps me (and probably other poly people) give myself permission to be human too. You are not hurting the poly community if your characters mess up, especially if it's in real and human ways.

I hope this helps you feel more comfortable and confident writing poly characters! Feel free to shoot me an ask if you have any follow-up questions.

[lonesome-witching]

Seven Minutes

It has taken me a while to get back into my prompts because I have been sick and had quite some school work. But I am back and I do hope to finish a few more prompts over the following days. No promises though. For today I have Robin and Nancy playing party games, specifically seven minutes in heaven, for you. It isn't smut but it gets a little tiny bit heated at the end. Thanks to the anonymous prompter for sending this in.

You can read my previous prompts or send me some new ones.

She could have been laying on her couch watching The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. She could have been laying on her bed reading Dante’s Inferno. She could have been sitting at her kitchen counter, working her way through a large pizza. But no. Instead, she was sitting in a circle of the most annoying of her peers.

It wasn’t her idea of a fun Friday night. But it was Steve’s and somehow, he had convinced her this was a good idea. It probably had something to do with the girl sitting across from her with a similarly irritated expression that Robin sported herself.

Nancy Wheeler.

It was stupid that Robin was so hung up on the girl. Especially because she was Steve’s ex. And straight. And so out of Robin’s league.

But the reality of the matter was that Robin could barely think of anything but the girl in front of her. So, when Steve subtly mentioned that Nancy would be here tonight, Robin jumped on the opportunity. Not that she didn’t regret it the second she stepped into this place.

“Okay, the rules are simple. You spin the bottle and whoever it lands on joins you in that closet for seven glorious minutes in heaven.” Robin was already sick of Tommy Hagan’s face. “I’ll start,” he added.

He ended up in the closet with Carol Perkins and Robin wondered if he had somehow rigged the game. She wasn’t sure how he would have done it, or if he was smart enough to think of rigging the game in the first place, but it was a funny coincidence.

Next up were Chrissy Cunningham and Jason Carver, followed with Billy Hargrove and Heather Holloway. And then it was up to Nancy.

Her long, slender fingers grabbed the bottle hesitantly. Robin watched as Nancy’s eyes scanned the circle. Maybe looking for who she wanted it to land on. Or looking for who she didn’t want it to land on. Their gazes crossed for a moment and then Nancy twisted the bottle.

It turned and turned and turned. Kept spinning around the circle. For a second Robin thought it was going to land on Steve, but then it kept turning a little bit more and landed on…

“Robin!” Steve exclaimed.

“No, that won’t work. That’s two girls.” Tommy looked disgusted. “Nancy, spin again.”

“I thought the rules were simple. I spin the bottle and whoever it lands on joins me in the closet for seven glorious minutes. It landed on Robin,” Nancy said.

Robin could feel her heartbeat speed up. Her hands were getting sweaty. Did Nancy want to be locked up with Robin? She needed a drink.

“But—”

“Rules are rules!” Steve interrupted.

Tommy looked around the circle, but most of the teens were too wasted or high to understand what was going on. Nancy got up from her spot, walking towards the closet.

“C’mon, Rob,” Steve whispered.

Robin nearly crawled out of the circle, stumbling to her feet and rushing into the closet. The door fell shut behind her.

“Hi,” Robin greeted, waving her hand in the small place between them.

“Hi,” Nancy responded.

“So, do you want to talk or anything. I mean seven minutes is a while to do nothing. But we can do nothing if you prefer. I mean, I’m not even sure why you wanted to get in here with me anyway. I totally would have understood if you spun again. Most of the guys in there have a crush on you anyway.”

Nancy ducked her head down, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I thought it would be easier. I don’t want to have a guy push his tongue down my throat and then expect we’re dating. I am not drunk enough for that yet.”

“Oh, yeah.” Robin cleared her throat. “That makes sense.”

“Was there another reason for us to go in here together?” It was too dark to be sure, but Robin thought Nancy was looking up at her. She wondered if Nancy could see the blush on her cheeks.

“Okay.” Nancy took a step closer.

“Okay.” Robin stretched out the word as if it would fill the space around them and push out the tension.

“I am glad it was you, though,” Nancy spoke up again.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, if I have to be stuck with someone, I’m glad it’s you.”

“Why? I’m nothing special really. I just— I ramble a lot and I’m a bit of a dork. You can ask Steve. I mean, my favorite pastime is watching old movies and reading old books and learning languages—”

“What languages?”

“Oh um, French, Spanish and Italian for the moment. I’d like to learn more, but first I want to perfect these ones. I’m trying to read Dante in Italian for the moment. The English translation was good but— I don’t know, it felt like something was missing.”

“You are reading Dante in Italian?”

Robin nodded, pressing her lips together to keep herself from starting another ramble.

“That is… kinda hot.”

“I— um, it’s— hot? What?”

“I don’t know. Maybe I am a little drunk. But yeah, I think it’s attractive. Say something in Italian?” Nancy reached out to slide her pinky finger over Robin’s hand. Maybe Robin had stayed home, maybe she had fallen asleep and was having a wonderful dream.

“Is there— what— is there something you want me to say?”

“How about,” Nancy started, tapping her finger on her chin, “I wish you would kiss me before time runs out.”

“Vorrei che mi baciassi prima che il tempo finisca.”

“Okay,” Nancy said. She leaned in closer and closer, waiting an inch from Robin’s lips to give the girl an out. But Robin didn’t want an out. She closed the distance, locking her lips with Nancy’s.

She kept her hands at her sides, unsure of what to do. Nancy didn’t seem to have that problem. She pushed one of her hands in Robin’s hair while the other grabbed Robin’s shirt at her waist.

“Maybe,” Nancy said in between kisses. “Maybe I had ulterior motives.”

“Thank God,” Robin replied, pulling Nancy back in.

“Robin, Robin, touch me.”

Robin wasn’t sure where she was meant to put her hands. She wanted to touch Nancy all over. She wanted to put her hands on Nancy’s waist, on her shoulders, in her hair. She also wanted to slide her hands under Nancy’s shirt, wanted to feel Nancy’s skin under her fingertips, wanted to—

Nancy grabbed Robin’s hands, placing them on her waist. “Touch me, Robin.”

“How? Where?”

“Wherever you want.”

Robin pulled away. “I don’t think you would want that.” She could see the shape of her hands on Nancy’s waist. She could almost feel the heath radiating through Nancy’s shirt.

“Where do you want to touch me?”

Robin shook her head. Her fingers were twitching.

“Where do you want to touch me, Robin?”

“Nance.”

Nancy grabbed Robin’s left hand and slid it under her shirt. “Here?”

Robin swallowed.

Nancy kept sliding the hand up until Robin’s fingers reached her breast. “Or here?”

Robin nodded her head. She couldn’t help it.

Nancy grabbed Robin’s other hand, slowly sliding it under the waistband of her skirt. “Or here?”

“Yes,” Robin replied, her fingers touched the cotton of Nancy’s underwear.

A loud bang disturbed them. “Time’s up, ladies!” Tommy shouted.

Robin pulled her hands back quickly. Nancy stepped back. “Sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Nancy said, pulling at her shirt.

“Nothing to apologize for. I liked it.” She probably shouldn’t have said that. But Nancy smiled as she opened the door, the fluorescent lighting surrounding her. “Me too,” Nancy replied before walking away

[ronance-romance]

Based on: Secret by Peach PRC

Same time, same place.

Nancy had Robin pinned, the graffiti most likely rubbing off onto Robin’s shirt from behind. Did she ever stop to breathe? To think?

“Nance…mmm…the bell,” Robin gasped. “You’ll…be late…” That usually seemed to snap her out of the spell.

“One more,” Nancy pleaded before giving her another desperate kiss. Robin’s head was spinning.

“‘Kay bye!”

And then she was gone. Robin was left to catch her breath and sneak back out of the school the way she had come in. By the time she was in uniform at the Family Video, she was presentable again.

Steve was blabbing about his latest date, Heather or Amy or someone. Robin was supposed to be listening. Supposed to be. But all she could think about was the question she wanted to ask Nancy: When are we going to stop hiding?

Steve supported her already, he’d be happy for them. What was Nancy so afraid of? Her family? Fuck them, honestly. At least her parents. Mike and Holly seemed alright, though she didn’t know them well. Surely they curated their friends well enough that acceptance wasn’t an issue. Robin herself was considering being more open to everyone. Especially Dustin, who seemed to think she and Steve were an item. Silly kid.

“Helloooo? Robin?” Steve waved his hand in front of her face. Robin blinked.

“I never see you this quiet,” he said suspiciously. “What’s going on?”

“Other than you giving me a massive headache?” Robin quipped. “Nothing of interest to you, dingus.”

Steve rolled his eyes and the conversation resumed, two way this time. He didn’t suspect a thing. And that was part of the problem, maybe.

Later…

Robin locked up the store, saying her usual goodbyes to Steve. And like a mirage, Nancy was suddenly there. Perfect. She had to talk to her. She couldn’t let her gorgeous lips distract her. She—

They were in Nancy’s car this time. Robin’s hands were in Nancy’s hair and they were dangerously close to the next stage. But Nancy never let it get that far. She felt hot all over, but she didn’t mind. She wanted more. She felt like she was medically dependent on her touch now, and she couldn’t think about anything else while she was with her like this. But this time, she forced herself to think more coherently and pulled away for air.

“Robin…” Nancy mumbled, her voice coming halfway out like a whine. Perhaps she was addicted too.

“Robin, what’s wrong?” Nancy said when she didn’t get a response, sitting up.

“How long is it gonna be like this?”

“What do you mean?”

“You and me, hiding in your car and bathroom stalls. I wanna tell people, Nance.”

“Ro, I…” Nancy looked uncomfortable. “I don’t know if I’m ready. Please just give me more time. Okay?”

“Tell me what I can do to help you feel ready,” Robin whispered. “It’s been two months and I can’t take this anymore.”

“Are you dumping me?”

“I…don’t know.”

“Okay, okay.” Nancy mumbled, wringing her hands. “Friday?”

“Friday,” Robin confirmed. “We invite everyone to dinner. Okay? It’s gonna be okay. I promise. Your parents…they don’t have to know. But our friends. Please, Nancy. That’s all I ask.”

“Okay,” Nancy sighed. And she seemed relieved, but still nervous.

“The makeout sesh can still be our secret though. I know you can’t get enough of this.”

Nancy burst into laughter.

“Shut up!”

Friday, 6:30. Everyone got invited: Will, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Max, Eleven, Jonathan, Eddie, Steve, and Chrissy. It was a big crowd, they needed three tables. Robin plopped herself down next to Nancy, who had picked the head of the table. She was proud of her, really. This wasn’t easy. She knew that. It’s why Robin promised to do the talking, if Nancy couldn’t. After all, it was her special talent.

“So what’s this all about?” Mike asked after everyone had ordered their drinks.

“Well…erm…” Nancy was fumbling already. Robin felt the urge to swoop in and rescue her, but she decided to see how she did on her own for a moment.

“Is something wrong?” Will asked.

“No, but-”

“Are you pregnant?” Dustin blurted.

“What? NO.”

Holy shit it was up to Robin, wasn’t it?

“Guys! Calm down and let us talk!” Robin cut in. Oh whoops.

“Us??” Steve said in confusion.

“Nancy and I are dating and have been for nine weeks two days and six hours!” Robin continued.

“You counted?” Nancy’s cheeks flushed a brilliant red.

“Well I…”

Nancy kissed her, in front of everyone. The world didn’t end, everyone celebrated. There was an immediate chaos amongst the kids. Apparently there had been a running bet behind their backs.

Steve won, of course.

But all Robin cared about was they weren’t a secret anymore.

[chickensoupleg]

Alas, the poll (and my status) tempted me so. Why not, it came out 1987. Within an appropriate time period.

--

Eddie was sitting on Steve’s couch when he had gotten the idea. He had invited a few friends over to hang out since everyone’s schedules lined up perfectly. A movie night, plain and simple.

Robin was in charge of choosing the movie, and she had snuck in some cheesy comedy romance. Eddie had stopped really watching a couple of minutes in, but Steve was at the very least invested, talking over the movie to Robin. She went between shushing him and talking right back. Billy had conked out sometime during the movie, a blanket draped over his lap. Heather and Chrissy were sitting together, Chrissy on top of Heather’s lap. They were just as invested in the movie, although unlike Steve and Robin they were silent save for a few hushed giggles. Jonathan and Nancy were present as well, Jonathan paying attention as much as Eddie was.

“No, but it’s romantic! It’s a duet about how much they adore each other!” Robin loudly whispers.

“But she totally sounds like she wants to get out of there. Like, yesterday.”

Robin scoffs. “Not the point, it’s like… society standards or whatever. She’s just making fake excuses! She wants to stay with him.”

Steve rolls his eyes. “Okay, but she definitely makes it seem like she wants to go. I mean, it’s pretty clear?”

Robin sighs, turning back to the screen. “You never sang to seduce a lady before about how much you want to keep her?”

Steve shrugs, knocking his shoulder into Eddie’s from the movement. “Eh, once or twice. But they didn’t stick around long. You know, horrendously single still right here.” He gestures at himself. “But it is what it is, you know? Never been sang at either, but whatever.”

Robin chuckles, lightly tapping her fist on Steve’s knee before the only noise left was the movie again.

Eddie glances at Steve silently, watching him sink into his couch, eyes dropping to Nancy for a second before returning to his lap. Steve catches his eyes, shooting him a small smile. Like nothing was wrong.

And, well, that just won’t do.

When everyone had dispersed after the movie he shook Billy awake. Billy grunts, cracking open an eye.

“I have an idea.”

“Oh, joy,” Billy mutters, rolling over.

“Come off it Billy, don’t be so dramatic.”

Billy yawns, readjusting himself. Waves a hand to let Eddie know he could continue talking.

“Okay.” Eddie clears his throat, scooting right up to him. Steve was upstairs with Robin since she had wrestled Steve’s clothes right off of him and shown up to the movie night in it. Billy rolls back over to face him, blue eyes peering up at him through his lashes. He raises an eyebrow as he waits for Eddie to speak. “You like Steve, right?”

“Mmm, yeah. Pretty boy.”

“Right. So do I.” Eddie gestures at himself.

“Mmhmm.” Billy knew this pretty well, they’ve spoken about this at length. It was one of many topics they would ramble to each other about, if not about music or the funny stories Eddie would bring from his job at a mechanic shop.

“Steve was talking about how he’s never been seduced by song.”

“Okay…?”

“So what if we did it.”

Billy is silent, frowning. Eddie is silent, smiling.

Billy sits up, stretching and groaning as his back pops. “You want us to… sing for Steve. Us. For Steve.”

“Could give it a try. You’ve seen his love streak.”

Billy scoffs. “You mean his on and off again first dates that end in no return calls? The many times someone had to come console him before he went ass first into another attempted date? That love streak?”

“Very same.” It was almost pitiful how he tries, but Steve was a creature of love. Seeked it out as much as he seeks nice sweaters and bananas.

“... Okay. What song?”

Eddie blinks. “Well it has to be a song he’ll enjoy.”

“So nothing we listen to,” Billy says.

“He comes to my gigs! Willingly!” Eddie exclaims.

Billy tilts his head, smugging him. “You know he brings headphones just so he can stand in the same room, right. Migraines? Don’t think blasting his eardrums out means he’ll enjoy it very much.”

Eddie pouts, bouncing back a few seconds later. “Then I guess we’ll have to go the alternate route.”

“... Which is?”

“Adhering to Steve Harrington’s very boring, predictable taste in music. And I know just the song. It’ll be perfect for him!”

Billy blinks when Eddie says nothing else. “Are you gonna. Tell me.”

Eddie just smiles secretively, Billy huffing.

“Alright, fine. I’ll bite. Do not make me regret it.”

“Great! By the way, can you dance?”

–

Steve had accepted the invite easily enough. After all, there was no way that Steve could have possibly connect the dots between the movie and Eddie asking him if he wanted to go hang out at some bar that came with free entertainment. Eddie had to wait a few weeks before schedules aligned again. It wasn’t hard to convince Robin, she was down for anything concerning her best friend in the whole entire world. The bar was out of town, in Chicago. Eddie knew the place well, knew it wasn’t judgemental about the type of people they were. Singing here wouldn’t get them kicked out, or worse.

Billy met up with them at the bar, already a drink in. It was the only way he agreed to what they were about to do, being a little tossed before getting on that stage. Chrissy and Heather were there as well, Chrissy happily waving at Eddie.

Chrissy had helped them over the week after Eddie had told her his Super Radical Plan to Seduce Steve. She had agreed with it wholeheartedly, even learned the dance with them just to make sure they were doing it proper. It was so much easier with her around, Eddie was sure he or Billy would end up just throwing the dance out completely.

But, no. Somehow they made it through, and the fruits of their actions was to be revealed right here.

The bar doubled as a karaoke spot where people could go up on the stage whenever to sing their hearts out. Usually it’d be the drunks belching out whatever, or a few who did it for special occasions.

Eddie supposes he and Billy were fulfilling both criterias at the moment.

They didn’t go immediately, Eddie needing a little taste of liquid courage before he could even think about it. He’s used to performing for a crowd, sure, but this was for one guy.

A guy that he likes. A lot.

He looks at Billy knocking back some fruity drink that Heather had used her straw to pour into a shot glass for him. Watches as they do it again.

Well, at least he had the other guy he likes a lot suffering with him. He’s sure that if it wasn’t him, Billy would have done literally anything else. If it wasn't Steve they were doing this for, he would have done anything else.

Eddie knocks his elbow against Billy’s side, jerking his head towards the stage. Billy sighs, sliding off of the stool and following after Eddie. Chrissy gives an early cheer for them as they hop on stage. Eddie taps the microphone.

“Testing! This working? Good. Helllllloooooo everyone! I’m Eddie Munson, and this is my good pal who if I name him onstage he will tear my throat out and render me unable to sing. Now, this particular song and dance goes out to a good pal of ours sitting riiiiight there!” He points in the general direction of Steve, who looks at them with an amused interest. Billy was speaking offstage to the one in charge of the music, Eddie continuing onwards. “This song is for you, Stevie~ Enjoy!”

The beginning starts filtering through the speakers, like dropping a bean down a tube, the TV coming to life with the lyrics. Neither of them needed it though, they practised long and hard for this very moment.

Billy hops on stage, taking the other microphone as they sync up into the dance.

“We’re no stranger to love~ You knows the rules, and so do I!” Eddie belts out, and he hears Chrissy cheering even louder for him. He keeps his eyes on Steve, who was staring right at them with eyes like saucers. Just what they needed. “A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of~”

Billy joins in for the next line. Heather’s laugh is clear even from here, despite her trying to hold it in. Not that she’s trying all that hard. “You wouldn’t get this from any other guy. I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling, gotta make you understand-”

They start singing together, Eddie yanking the microphone out of the stand as Billy continues shaking back and forth. “NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN-”

Their friend group erupts in cheers, Steve still stunned in his barstool. Billy and Eddie spin in synchronisation. “Never gonna run around and desert you! Never gonna saaay goodbye! Never gonna tell a lie, and hurt you!” They repeat it again, still dancing together. Someone wolf whistles in the crowd.

Billy sings on his own for the next verse, Eddie jamming out on his own. He grabs the mic, leaning forward and staring into the general crowd. Eddie’s pretty sure a few girls swoon at that, but he gets it. Billy showed up in his nicest clothes, sunglasses perched in his hair despite it being dark outside. “We’ve known each other for so long… Your heart’s been aching but you’re too shy to say it. Inside we both know what’s been going on~” He smirks, pointing between him and Steve. Eddie can see him rose red even from here, clutching his cup like any looser he would drop it on his lap. “We both know the game and we’re gonna play it!”

Eddie joins in again. “Aaand if you ask me how I’m feeling, don’t tell me you’re too blind to see!” They start the chorus again, and the crowd was going wild. Eddie wishes this was the kind of crowd he gets back home, but hey. Win some, lose some.

The song eventually, mercifully, ends. Eddie grins and bows to the applause they receive, Billy hopping right off stage and back to base before there was any more attention on him. Eddie follows after him, Billy collapsing into the bar stool and knocking back another shot as soon as Heather hands it to him. Steve’s eyes move from Billy to Eddie, clearly in shock.

Eddie’s grin falters for a second, but he keeps it up. “So, how was it, Stevie? Like the performance?”

“Was- Did you-” Steve stammers. He shuts his mouth, collects himself, then starts speaking again. “Did you mean that? The song?”

Eddie grins. “Course we did! Didn’t we, Bunny Blue?”

Billy mutters something incoherent, but the nod was all they needed.

“We even learnt the dance. Well, as much of the dance as we could find. Made up most of it with the help of Chrissy.”

Steve’s face was red, whether it was from the alcohol or the obvious serenade. He eventually snorts, then breaks into laughter.

Eddie blinks in confusion, Billy lifting his head to stare at Steve.

“Wha’s so funny, princess?” Billy asks.

Steve was bent over on the stool, Robin patting his lower back. They wait to collect himself, Steve sucking in a deep breath and facing them again.

“Never been seduced before, or by two guys even. But that was- Great. Really great.” Steve taps his chest. “Really gets me right- Right here-” He’s breaking into tears now.

“Oh, Stevie-” Eddie pulls him into a hug, Billy patting him on the head gently.

“It’s so sweeeet of yooooou…..” Steve blubbers. “Sorry, I’m druuuunk….”

“There there, pretty boy. So am I,” Billy mutters, petting through Steve’s hair. “But yeah…. Never- Never gonna… give you up.”

Steve nuzzles into Eddie’s jacket, nodding. “Promise?”

“Never gonna let you down, Stevie. Weren’t you listening?” Eddie grins, Steve wetly giggling.

“Great, now you know how it feels to seduce someone by song!” Robin says. Steve is quick to turn around, jabbing a finger on her chest.

“Yeah, but my argument still stands, they were singing that they wanted to stay! She was singing ‘bout how she wanted to go!”

“Oh don’t you bring this argument back up with me Steven-”

“Ah, you got them riled up again,” Heather says, sipping her drink. “Oh wells, you got your man at least. Nice work.”

“Thanks Heather. Maybe you should sing to Chrissy too. Let her hear your fruitful tunes.” Billy raises his hand for another drink.

Chrissy squeaks, Heather turning her head slow with a devastatingly mischievous look. “You wanna have a go, Chris?”

“Oh, I’m good! Thanks though!” She chirps, already flushed despite not having drunk a sip of alcohol.

“Worth a shot.”

[hullomoon]

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it may almost be april but there's always time to celebrate wlw works!

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[podfic] Stars | The Adventure Zone | Amber Gris/Oksana Kodeira | 04:29

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[podfic] Card Catalogue | A League of Their Own (TV) | Carson Shaw/Greta Gill | 23:18

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[podfic] this story that we found ourselves in | Stranger Things | Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley | 02:29:00

Three days later, they find a magazine on their doorstep. Steve flips it open to a picture of him kissing her cheek beneath tall, bold letters: FANTASY ROMANCE ALIVE AND WELL Stuck to the page is a crinkled post-it note and Jonathan’s handwriting: thanks for the tip—wishing you both the best. Robin sinks into the kitchen chair. It’s official. She’s in a relationship with Steve Harrington. or, the Robin-centric celebrity fake dating au

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breathless and on your lips | Stranger Things | Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley | Mature | 775

Tonight, Robin has to prove herself. She gets more than what she expected

lookin’ in the mirror at me, my god | Stranger Things | Chrissy Cunningham/Heather Holloway | Explicit | 707

After practice, Chrissy wants to give Heather a little attention

from me to you | Stranger Things | Eleven/Max Mayfield | 705

Letters between Max and Eleven during a world-ending apocalypse

to have and to hold | Stranger Things | Barb Holland/Nancy Wheeler | Explicit | 777

Nancy dreams of Barb

[andvys]

ANDY!! how are you? I just caught up with the last 2 chapters and they were amazing!!

“Uh, it’s your birthday present.”

oh??? 🤨 is that a bomb

He scratches the back of his neck, “uh well, apparently Ray is a fan of pocket knives,” he laughs. 

omg i remember in school when we were like 14 boys used to bring pocket knives with them and that was scary cause wtf

You weren’t good enough for that – he did not want to change for you. 

NOOO DONT THINK THAT BABY

“She is not you.”

steve... what the hell.

“She’s not the one that I want.”

ANOTHER STRIKE BACK TO BACK???

“I know,” he whispers, frowning at the ground, “I know, I’m sorry. I-I made a mistake and I will regret it for the rest of my life.”

the rest of your- BOY

“We both made mistakes.”

girl... i don't think you did tbh

“I was a fucking asshole, y/n. I was an asshole to you, every day of our relationship, I kept fucking up, over and over again and you tolerated it, you never left me. You never got mad at me, you never said anything rude, you never did anything bad, you were – fuck, you were perfect, you are perfect,” he holds your hand tighter.

yeahhhh she's way too good for you

“I’m sorry that I acted like I wasn’t interested in the things you loved doing. I’m sorry that I didn’t show you how much I really loved you. I’m sorry that I didn’t hold you enough, that I didn’t kiss you the way you should have been kissed, that I didn’t take care of you.” 

took him long enough 😭

This year he can’t even hug you.

BOOOOO

“I’ll throw it away later, huh?” She asks, mocking him. 

OH I'D BE PISSED TOO NANCY

Her eyes have strayed away from him just a few weeks after he left you for her. The moment Jonathan stepped into her life, her heart was no longer his, she gave it to her supposed new friend. 

OH SO YOURE BEING PLAYED LIKE YOU PLAYED Y/N AHAHAHHAA

It makes your stomach flip – you don’t know why. 

girl... calm your horses 🤨

“Uh, the store!” Robin says, sheepishly as she gives you a crooked grin. 

SHES SO ME 😭

“Oh my god, y/n!” Heather snorts, “stop joking about it or you’re actually getting them someday!” 

i would actually jump off a cliff if it happened to me 😭

Apparently you are pregnant with Eddie’s baby and living in his trailer. 

NOT THIS

The pregnancy rumor made you physically sick – it made you stand in front of the mirror, checking for signs that you had gained weight. You did not, it still made you feel nauseous and you had to cancel your dinner ‘date’ with your friends. 

OH NO BABY :(((

“You have no idea how much I wanna get rid of that title,” you laugh, “I’m ready to give that position up to Chrissy.” 

girl we don't have cheerleaders here, do you know what i would do to be a cheerleader?? 😭

Jonathan shrugs, refraining from rolling his eyes, “cause you’re the captain of the basketball team and she’s cheer captain.” 

CAN PRINCIPAL MAKE IT EVEN MORE AWKWARD

Jonathan huffs with a soft chuckle, “yeah, you look good but uh, Steve? You’re supposed to look into the camera,” he says awkwardly. 

PFFF THIS IS SO AWKWARD IM—

“That uh, that was our dream. I only wanted to go to college with you.”

bro really based his whole life on a high school girlfriend 😭 that's bravery

“I got a job at the ice cream parlor,” he clears his throat, “Scoops Ahoy.” 

YESSSSSS OMG WE'LL GET SAILOR STEVE (and Robin? 👀)

“The one I’m pregnant? The one where he sacrificed a lamb to get my undying love and devotion? The one where I cheated on Steve? Which one of them all?” 

NOT THE POOR LITTLE LAMB 💀 was it served with hot sause

“Y-You look amazing is what I’m trying to say,” Nancy says nervously. 

enemies to lover arc with Nancy? 🫨

“You’re a little oblivious, aren’t you?” 

A LITTLE

btw how did you like 1989 TV? 👀 honey anon

BESTIE HI!!!!

I’m doing okay!!! I’m excited for Christmas season! 🤭 how are you? 🩷

OMG NO!!! why would they bring pocket knives to school 😭 (i got one too but only because i’m afraid of men LMAO)

Nancy had a reason to be pissed but damn girl, you stole someone’s boyfriend 😩

Robin buying the store bought cake is so relatable. I love baking but the moment I gotta bake a cake for someone I always fail 💀

AND WE DONT HAVE CHEERLEADERS HERE AT SCHOOL EITHER!!! 😭💔 like you can join a cheer team as a hobby but there’s no cheer teams or sports team in general at the schools here. I would’ve definitely been a cheerleader too if we had that here 🥲

And the principal ships steve and reader 😌 he cried when they broke up 😪

You’re definitely getting Steve and Robin at scoops ahoy with they’re cute little sailor uniforms 🤭

Also enemies to lovers with Nancy? Imagine if that was the plan all along 🤭 Nancy’s song would be Mastermind then

I LOVE THE VAULT TRACKS!! I love all of them but especially Slut! and Say don’t go (but is it over now? too ugh) AND I KNOW PLACES THE GROWL IN THE SONG? I SCREAMED 😭😭 how did you like it? 🤭

[katethetank]

The Dungeon - Chapter 24

Rating: 18+, minors gtfo Chapter Summary: My biggest chapter yet! They're all gonna be a bit more beefy from here on out since I'll be jumping ahead more in time. The boys and girls head out to Napa for Gareth's wedding! CW: Anal sex and all the fun that comes with it (I think its safe to assume at this point, that they're always fucking), daddy kink, hot tub sex, outdoor sex Pairing: Rock Star!Eddie x Counselor!Steve Word Count: 6.9k

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Steve isn’t sure what’s more impressive - flying first class, or the private car that picks them up from the airport. He’s flown plenty of times before, but it was always economy seats with the rest of the riff raff. Now that he's experienced first class, he’s not sure he could ever go back. 

Once they landed at the Sacramento airport, Chrissy led the charge and had what Steve could only consider an entourage ready and waiting to gather their luggage and escort them to a sleek black SUV. She had warned him and Robin that there might be paparazzi lingering around and she was right. That was fucking weird. He’s obviously well aware now that he’s dating a famous person, but paparazzi wasn’t even something that was on his radar. Thankfully Chrissy is a master at navigating this shit and had their entourage step between them and the cameras as they loaded themselves into the waiting car. 

“Jesus, that was fucking crazy!” Steve shakes his head as he looks out the back window of the car while they pull away from the curb.

Eddie drapes an arm over his shoulders and kisses his temple. “That was nothing, honey. Wait till we fly out of LAX, that place is buzzing with vultures.”

They’re spending a few days in Napa for the wedding, and then Eddie is driving them down to L.A. to clear out his loft. Everything is starting to feel really official, and Steve is so excited. He snuggles into Eddie’s side and settles in for the ride to the vineyard.

An hour and a half later they’re pulling up to a gorgeous old building. Ancient brick, ivy climbing up the sides, immaculate landscaping, fucking fountains. Steve steps out of the car and whistles. “This is where we’re staying?!”

Eddie wraps his arms around him from behind and kisses his neck. “Mhm. Pretty, huh? They don’t normally rent out the rooms here, but Gare pulled some strings and we’ve got the whole place for the weekend. Totally closed off for privacy. C’mon, let’s check it out!’

They grab their luggage, and the girl’s bags, and head inside. Every inch of this place is fucking beautiful. It feels like they’re at a villa in Italy. They’re greeted by Gareth and his fiance Heather, a feisty brunette that seems like she can definitely keep Gareth on his toes. The staff leads them up to where the rooms are located so they can drop off the luggage and get unpacked.

As soon as they step inside, Steve is in love. The room has beautiful old hardwood floors, a four poster bed, fresh flowers on every surface, candle sconces on the walls, huge windows that overlook a breathtaking view of the vineyard, and a goddamn hot tub. They’re definitely getting naked in there later.

“Baby, is every room like this, or are we just lucky?!”

Eddie grins and winks. “Heather and Gareth got the best one. I managed to snag the next fanciest room. Thought you might like it.”

Steve scoffs. “Like it? I never want to leave! Can we just move here?”

“No can do, gorgeous. I think if we tried to ship our son here, he wouldn’t survive the journey.”

Steve sighs dramatically in defeat. “Fine. How is Cod Stewart, by the way? Have you heard from Wayne?”

Eddie checks his phone and laughs. “Yeah, he sent an update a little while ago.” He holds his phone out and there’s a blurry picture of Cod in his bowl and text from Wayne.

🍳Pops🍳: cant believe you two are making me check in on this thing

“How dare he talk that way about his grandson?” Ok, so Steve didn't expect to get so attached to a goldfish, but here he is.

Eddie shakes his head. “So ungrateful.”

They work on getting their luggage unpacked and hang their suits up to de-wrinkle. The wedding is tomorrow and the couple decided to skip the traditional bachelor/bachelorette parties, and are just doing a quick rehearsal and dinner at a nearby restaurant tonight. They have just enough time to snuggle up in the insanely comfortable bed for a little nap before they need to get ready.

Evening rolls in and Eddie heads down to the courtyard with the rest of the wedding party. Steve meets Robin in the wine cellar where they’re treated to a tasting.

“So how’s your room?” she asks before sipping a rich Malbec.

“Oh my god, it’s amazing! You can see the whole vineyard and there’s a fucking hot tub.”

Robin’s eyebrows shoot up. “You assholes got a hot tub? Fuck you.”

Steve laughs and sips his Pinot Noir. “Perks of having a rock star boyfriend I guess. How’s your room?”

“Not that fancy, but it’s really nice. Beautiful views, and we already broke in the bed.” She shimmies her shoulders and wiggles her eyebrows like a dork.

“Horndogs.”

“Oh, like you and Daddy are any better! Need I remind you how you guys were practically fucking on the dance floor at the club that night? Can’t keep your damn hands off each other, even in public. And the Ferris Wheel moment? It looked like Eddie’s neck was attacked by a vampire!”

Ok, fair.

Steve rolls his eyes. “Alright, fine, we’re all horny sluts. Anyway. Did Eddie tell you about tomorrow?”

Robin shakes her head.

“Welllllll, while he and Chris are busy getting stuff ready for the wedding, Eddie is sending me and you to a spa!”

Robin squeals and nearly knocks over her glass of wine. “Steven Deborah Harrington-”

“Christ.”

“-Have I ever told you how much I love you for dating that rich idiot?”

Steve barks out a laugh and swats at her arm. “Shut up! That ‘idiot’ is treating us to a day of pampering, and you better fucking thank him!”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll thank him enough for the both of us.”

Yeah, he was planning on it.

They finish their wine and head back up to the main part of the building. The wedding party is coming back in from the courtyard and Eddie’s face visibly brightens when he spots Steve. “There’s my baby!” he shouts as he runs over and scoops him up in a hug. “C’mon, I want you to meet Jeff’s wife.”

He takes Steve’s hand and brings him over to the group. Jeff is there with his arm around a red headed woman with glasses. “Stevie, this is Barb. Barbie, my gorgeous boyfriend Steve.”

Barb laughs and smiles brightly. “So you’re the one who stole Uncle Eddie away from us!”

“Guilty as charged. It’s nice to meet you Barb. Jeff’s shown me pictures of your girls, they’re insanely cute!”

She blushes a bit and looks up at Jeff. “Well thank you. They got all their looks from this one here.”

“Nonsense,” Steve scoffs. “They’re a spitting image of you. How are they doing?”

Steve chats with Barb about the kids as they wait for their shuttle to arrive. Once it pulls up, he returns back to Eddie’s side and they make their way to their seats.

Eddie kisses his cheek and whispers, “You can just charm the pants off of anyone, can’t you baby boy?”

“What?” Steve laughs. “I was just talking to her about the kids.” His boyfriend shakes his head. “Nah honey, you’re a natural charmer. Barbie doesn’t usually warm up to people that fast. All you had to do was give her a compliment and you had her blushing.” “Shut up, I did not.”

Eddie nuzzles noses with him. “You’re bewitching Stevie. Accept it.”

Dinner with the wedding party is held in a private room at a fancy restaurant nearby. They’re served several courses and the table is littered with bottles of wine from local vineyards. Steve limits himself to just one glass. He knows he’s going to want to jump Eddie as soon as they get back to their room, and he won’t let Steve get very far if he’s not at least mostly sober. 

The meal comes to a close not a moment too soon, with Gareth and Heather thanking everyone for coming. Steve has been crawling out of his skin all day and just needs to get his boyfriend naked as soon as possible. Eddie can tell. He’s been giving him looks the whole time. Teasing him with winks and lightly grazing his fingers up and down the inside of Steve’s thigh. The ride back is it’s own special torture. Eddie whispering filth in his ear while they’re surrounded by people on what’s essentially an airport shuttle bus. 

When they arrive back at the vineyard, Steve practically drags Eddie to their room, ignoring the laughter of Robin and Chrissy behind him. Ok, he’s horny and it’s obvious, give a guy a break.

As soon as their door closes and locks, Steve is practically climbing Eddie like a tree. Burying his hands in all that wild hair, nipping at his skin, sucking on his bottom lip, grinding his hardening dick into his hip.

Eddie giggles into a kiss and gently pushes Steve back a bit. “Sweetheart, what’s gotten into you?”

“Vacation sex, dummy. I’ve been dying to get my hands on you since I saw that hot tub.”

“Aaaah yes, vacation sex. Can’t say I ever had the pleasure. Let’s slow it down just a bit, ok honey? You strip. I’ll get the hot tub ready.”

Steve nods excitedly and starts yanking his clothes off. Eddie gets the tub filling up and lights the candles around the room. Steve pulls out his phone, pairs it with the speakers that are provided, and searches for a playlist. “Hot tub sex” apparently isn’t one that exists and he wishes he had the time to make his own. He picks another one at random and starts it up.

Soft music fills the room and he smiles as he looks around at the ambient lighting. It’s pretty fucking romantic. And god, his boyfriend looks incredible as he strips off his clothes and reveals all that tattooed skin. His lean muscles flex as he reaches up and gathers his hair into a bun. Steve’s eyes follow the lines of muscle and ink down the expanse of his chest. The silver barbells in his nipples glinting in the low light. He licks his lips and his gaze drifts further down Eddie’s abs and hips and the trail of hair that leads down to his hardening cock. God, and that fucking bush shouldn't be as hot as it is, but Steve goes fucking crazy for it.

“My eyes are up here, handsome.”

Steve’s eyes snap back up to Eddie’s face. That Cheshire grin, dimples for days, dark brown eyes that look nearly black in the candlelight, the angles of his features enhanced by the shadows being cast. He’s fucking gorgeous.

Eddie winks at him. “C’mon sweetheart. Tub’s ready.” He holds out his hand and Steve steps over and laces their fingers together. Eddie guides him into the tub and then gets in behind him. He wraps his tattooed arms around Steve’s torso and pulls him in close. The water feels amazing as it swirls around them. They lean back and get comfy, letting the heat relax their muscles. Eddie’s fingers trail lazy paths across Steve’s skin. It feels incredible. But Steve is aching to be fucked.

He sits up and turns around, maneuvering his way into Eddie’s lap, and wraps his legs around his waist. He holds Eddie’s face and brings him in for a deep kiss. Eddie’s hands come around to cup Steve’s ass, and he gives him a firm squeeze as the kiss intensifies. They’re both hard already, and their dicks slide against each other as Eddie’s strong grip rocks him back and forth. He moans into Steve’s mouth as they grind together in the water. He adjusts his grip on Steve’s ass so he can slip a finger down and rub teasing circles around his hole.

Steve breaks the kiss and gasps into Eddie’s lips. “Fuck. Please baby. I need you.”

“Yeah, sweetheart? Tell me what you need.”

“You. Need your cock inside me.”

Eddie smirks and nips at his lip. “Good boy. Let me get you ready baby.”

Water wet is definitely a different kind of wet. But Eddie slowly and gently opens Steve up with his fingers while they kiss and whisper sweet words in the candlelight. When he’s got three fingers inside him, Steve tells him that he can’t wait any longer. Eddie has him turn around and lean over the side of the tub with his ass in the air. Steve feels his hot tongue trail from his balls, up his taint, and swirl around his hole. God, that mouth. 

Eddie thankfully had the foresight to put a bottle of lube next to the tub. He slicks himself up and comes up behind Steve. “You ready sweetheart?”

Steve could scream. He’s been ready all day. “Please. I need you baby.”

He doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the feeling of his boyfriend’s massive cock breaching him. The stretch is incredible and he sighs in relief as his body is filled to the brim with this gorgeous man. Once Eddie bottoms out, he wraps his arms around Steve and carefully brings them both back down into the tub. He’s sat in Eddie’s lap in the hot water, steam rising around them, and his body goes completely lax against Eddie’s chest as he adjusts to the thickness filling him completely. 

Eddie trails kisses up and down his neck and caresses his skin as he whispers, “I love you so much baby. Look at you. So gorgeous. So tight. You’re perfect honey. I’m so in love with you.”

“Love you too, Eds. God, you feel so good. Love being filled with you.”

Eddie’s hands move down to Steve’s hips and hold him tight as he grinds up into Steve’s body. They both moan at the feeling and Steve’s head drops back and he closes his eyes, focused on every place their skin is touching. Eddie rocks him back and forth in a lazy rhythm. He nibbles on Steve’s earlobe, trails his tongue down his neck, sucks and bites at his shoulder. It feels fucking incredible. 

The gentle strumming of a guitar fills the room, a song he’s never heard before coming through the speakers. Steve opens his eyes and turns his head. Eddie is already looking at him, with all the love and desire Steve could ever want to see. 

Morning light

Everything's new

Looking over the covers

Still by you

Coffee warm on the table

With a bowl of fruit

Headed out the door

Before you hit snooze

He reaches a hand up and slides his fingers into Eddie’s hair, pulling him to a gentle kiss. Their lips and tongues move together softly. Eddie brings a hand up out of the water and cups Steve’s cheek, keeping him close.

From afternoon 'til dusk

I'm loving you too much

Until desire turns to dust

Loving you 'til I rust

Loving you 'til I rust

Eddie starts thrusting up into Steve, slow and deep, gently bouncing him in his lap. His piercings are gliding deliciously over Steve’s prostate and every movement feels like fireworks. 

“Stevie…God. Wanna stay like this forever.” 

Steve’s eyes get misty as he blinks up at his boyfriend. “Want that too. Want you always.”

Smell the wood fire burning

Taste of sweet home cooking

Look at you good-looking

Finally found our footing

From afternoon 'til dusk

I'm loving you too much

Until desire turns to dust

Loving you 'til I rust

Loving you 'til I rust

The hand gripping Steve’s hip slides forward and wraps around his cock. Eddie gives him a squeeze and starts stroking him in time with his thrusts. Steve feels completely enveloped in him. It's almost too much. 

Eddie tightens his grip and thrusts a little harder. They’re panting and moaning and Steve is so fucking close. He’s doing his best to hold back until Eddie tells him he can let go.

“Eds. Baby. So close.”

Eddie groans and gasps, “Me too, angel. Cum with me. Wanna fill you up. Fuck I love you Steve.”

“Fuck me full, baby. Gonna love you forever.”

Eddie crashes their lips together and they moan into each other’s mouths. Steve’s orgasm hits just as he feels Eddie’s cock pulse inside him. He grips tightly to Eddie’s hair as they both ride it out together. 

Their movements slow to a stop and Eddie showers him in kisses and gentle touches. Their breathing slows and Steve rests his head back on Eddie’s shoulder.

“You meant that?”

The question is quiet and hesitant in Steve’s ear. He smiles softly and turns to look at his man.

“Yes.” Simple. Sweet. Sure.

Eddie kisses him gently. “Gonna love you forever too, Stevie. There’s no one like you.”

Those words carry him through to the next morning. He feels lighter than air as he gets into the private car with Robin to make their way to the spa.

“You look happy.” It lacks all the typical Robin snark and Steve smiles.

“I am.”

She takes his hand in hers and gives it a squeeze. “Good. You deserve happy. I take it you guys had a good night?”

Steve sighs dreamily like a fucking Disney princess. “Yeah, we did. I’m so in love with him, Robbie. I didn’t think it was possible to fall this hard so fast. We only met like…4 months ago? Is it weird that…” He has to cut himself off. He’s not sure he’s ready to say it out loud yet.

But his best friend knows him better than he knows himself sometimes. “That you think you want to marry him?”

Steve groans, not in the sexy way, and covers his face. “I shouldn’t be thinking this shit already!”

Robin puts her arm around Steve and rests her head on his shoulder. “Babe, I hate to break it to ya, but you guys kind of fast-tracked this whole relationship. He already bought a house for you-“

“He bought a house for himself! He just asked me to move in!”

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that. As I was saying…He bought a house, with the full intention of you living in it. Permanently. You dated fast, you fell in love fast, you committed fast. That’s just how you guys operate. With anyone else I would probably tell them to pump the breaks. But I see how you are with each other. I think you found your happily-ever-after, Steve.”

He smiles and kisses Robin’s head. “You might be right. Found my Prince Charming after all, huh?”

“Well. You are his princess.” 

“Oh fuck off!”

They’re dropped off at the spa and Steve leads them to the front desk. “Hi, we should have an appointment for Harrington? Two massages?”

The woman at the desk brightens and says, “Yes, welcome Mr. Harrington! We have a reservation for you and Ms. Buckley. Two 90 minute Swedish massages, manicures, pedicures, facials, and you also have access to the sauna before your treatments begin.”

Steve’s eyes bulge. “Uh…are you sure that’s right?”

She smiles at them and winks. “Absolutely sir. Mr. Munson insisted on the full treatment for you both. You have private suites waiting for you and - ah! Here are you mimosas!” Steve and Robin turn and there’s someone standing next to them with two chilled champagne flutes.

He’s in a daze as he takes his glass and looks at his best friend who’s grinning like a mad woman.

“Steve, you better marry that man or I will, and I don’t even like dick.”

The receptionist snorts and covers her face. “Sorry! I have to agree with her though, if I had a boyfriend who did something like this for me, I’d lock that down immediately. Now follow me, and I’ll take you to your suites.”

They follow her down a dimly lit hallway and are guided to two suites right next to each other. “Here you both are. Take your time getting undressed. There are robes hanging on the back of the door that you can change into, and when you’re ready, the sauna is right there at the end of the hall. Feel free to bring your drinks in with you, and we have bottled water in your suites as well. When the timer goes off in the sauna, come on back and your masseuse will be waiting. Enjoy!”

Robin squeals in delight and they both head into their rooms. It’s fucking lovely. Low lighting, incense burning, a big massage table in the middle of the room, and there’s a bathroom with a huge shower with more shower heads than he’s ever seen outside of a high school locker room. He sets his drink down, undresses, and grabs the robe off the back of the door. He slips it on and moans at how soft it is. Fuck, he has got to get one of these. He ties it on and out of some reflex, sticks his hands in the pockets.

There’s something in there.

He pulls out a folded piece of paper and opens it up to find a note.

My darling Stevie,

You deserve every second of pampering you get today. Consider this payback for all the weird fair food you insisted on treating me to! I hope you have a great time and can’t wait to see you when you get back.

I’ll love you till I rust.

Eds

P.S. You guys get to keep the robes!

Ok yeah maybe Steve does need to marry him. This is the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for him. And that song lyric from last night? How did he even manage to get this note over here this morning?

Fucking witchcraft or something.

He tucks the note into his wallet, grabs his mimosa, and heads to the sauna. Robin is already in there, sitting bare assed on a towel. “Zero modesty today, huh?”

“None whatsoever Steven. I'm taking full advantage of this. Nothing you haven’t seen before.”

She’s right. Boundaries pretty much don’t exist between them and they’ve seen each other at their best and worst. Sick from hangovers and food poisoning, accidentally walking in on one night stands, every state of undress. She’s his soul sister and this doesn’t phase him at all.

He takes off his robe and hangs it up, and sets out a towel to sit on. Sighing heavily, he sips his drink and closes his eyes. The steam feels incredible and they’ve got some aromatherapy something or other happening in here too. It’s bliss.

“Nice love bites.”

His eyes pop open and he looks over at her scrunching his brows. “What love bites?”

Robin snorts into her mimosa. “Your shoulder, dingus.”

He cranes his neck and sure enough, there are purple marks on the back of his shoulder. “Oh shit. I had no idea that was there.” 

“You guys went pretty hard last night, huh?”

“No, actually. It was…intense, but not rough. Guess he kinda gnawed on me more than I realized.”

Robin makes a pouty face. “Aww was it all sweet and romantic?”

He swats her sweaty arm. “Yeah, actually! Candles, music, the hot tub. It was fucking romantic. Oh, that reminds me! Eddie somehow got a note delivered here - we get to keep the robes!”

Robin gasps. “Fuck off! We do?! I was already trying to figure out how I could smuggle that thing out of here, it’s amazing!“

“Right?! So. Vacation sex. How was your night with Chrissy?”

Robin swoons. “Babe, I cannot find the words to describe how incredible this woman is. And words are my job! I know so many words Steve! This all started so hot and heavy, and I was worried it would just be sex, you know? But god, she’s amazing. She’s been through so much, and it made her into this strong, beautiful, goddess of a woman. She’s confident, and bitchy in all the right ways, caring and selfless and hilarious and fuck I’m so in love with her!”

Steve chokes on his mimosa. “Love?! Robbie, you’re in love with her? Did you tell her?”

She winces. “Not yet? I’m going to! Soon! I wanted to tell her this weekend, but I don’t know, is that cringey to tell her that at someone else’s wedding?”

“I don’t think so? It would be cringey to propose at someone else’s wedding, but declaring your love should be fine. Just trust your gut. You’ll know when the time is right.”

Robin sighs and downs the rest of her drink. “I sure as fuck hope so.”

They relax in the steam a little while longer before their timer goes off. They towel off the sweat, put their robes back on, and head to their suites.

The next few hours are the absolute definition of pampering. The massage worked out knots he didn’t know he had and relaxed every muscle from head to toe. The shower was fucking luxurious. Eddie had lunch delivered to them while they had their pedicures. The manicures, and hand massages that came with it, were a whole other level of relaxation. And the facials left his skin feeling downright radiant. 

Before making their way out of the spa, robes draped over their arms, they stop at the front desk. “Mr. Harrington, Ms. Buckley, how were your services today?”

Robin practically moans, “Oh my god amazing! I’ve never felt this good!”

Steve nods in agreement. “Everything was perfect, thank you guys so much. Do you need my card, or do I have to sign for anything?”

“Absolutely not, Mr. Munson has it all covered. And these are for you. Thank you so much for coming!” They’re each handed a gift bag and inside is a whole collection of lotions and oils and fancy products the spa has in their insanely expensive gift shop. There’s no way this is just a complimentary “thanks for coming” gift bag.

“Did Ed - uh, Mr. Munson - have you guys put this together?”

She smiles and nods at him. “Yes, he asked that whatever products you used during your stay here be sent home with you both. You’re a lucky guy Mr. Harrington.”

He could cry. “Thank you. I really, really am.”

Robin takes his hand and starts to pull him away. “Ok Mr, Waterworks, we have a wedding to get ready for. Thank you guys, this was incredible!”

They climb into the waiting car and make their way back to the vineyard. Steve gets to their room and finds it empty. He knew Eddie would be with the other groomsmen, but still finds himself disappointed that his boyfriend isn’t there. What he does find though, is another note.

Hey Baby,

I hope you guys had a great time at the spa! I’ll be getting ready with the boys, so I’ll see you at the wedding. Save a dance for me.

Love you always,

Eds

He tucks the note in his wallet with the other one and starts getting dressed for the ceremony. He puts on a white shirt with gray polka dots, perfectly tailored pants that make his ass look amazing, suit coat and pocket square to match, and styles his hair. Checking himself out in the mirror, he decides to open the top buttons to show off a peek of his chest hair.  After a few spritzes of cologne, he’s ready to roll.

He swings by Robin and Chrissy’s room and knocks on the door. A few moments later, his best friend flings it open and stuns him into silence.

“What? Is it too much?”

Steve lets out a breathy laugh. “No! Robbie you look fucking amazing! Chrissy’s gonna eat you alive.”

She’s wearing waist-high black slacks, a black fitted blazer, and an ivory satin top that honestly make her tits look incredible. Yeah, she’s gonna get devoured by that little pixie.

“You think? I wasn’t sure if-“

“Robbie shut up, you look fucking hot! Now come on, we don’t want to be late!”

They head down to the courtyard, an area surrounded by tall stone walls and lush plants, and seat themselves in two of the folding chairs set up for the ceremony. It’s a small and intimate wedding, so there’s not a flood of people. Everyone seats themselves and the doors to the side open up. Gareth leads the pack and heads to the front of the courtyard. Steve is sure he looks great, but he can’t peel his eyes off of his boyfriend. 

Eddie saunters in behind his friend looking more dapper than ever. Crisp white dress shirt, black suit, black tie. And his hair is pulled up in a bun, but also adorned with intricate braids like some kind of fae king. Steve’s heart skips a beat when their eyes meet and Eddie smirks and winks at him.

Fucking Christ he’s beautiful.

Music starts up and the bridal party enters down the short aisle. They’re all wearing black cocktail dresses and Robin nearly chokes on her tongue when Chrissy passes them and blows her a kiss. Behind the three bridesmaids, Heather strolls in with all the confidence in the world. She looks absolutely stunning in a simple form fitting white satin dress. 

Steve looks over at Gareth and smiles when he sees that little hardass take a shuddering breath and wipe tears from his eyes.

The ceremony begins and it’s kept pretty short and sweet. And the whole time, Steve can’t take his eyes off of Eddie. He feels a nudge and looks next to him at Robin. She’s holding out a tissue.

As quietly as he can manage, he whispers, “I'm not crying.”

“I know,” she whispers back. “It’s for the drool.”

“Fuck off, save it for your girlfriend. She looks ready to devour you.”

They both look up towards Chrissy and the woman looks downright hungry.

“Ok,” Robin hisses. “Fair point.”

Steve returns his own hungry eyes to Eddie, who’s already watching him. The man winks and mouths I love you. Steve fucking melts and mouths back Always.

The couple says their I Do’s, have their first kiss as man and wife, and walk back down the aisle to a chorus of cheers and applause. Chrissy takes Eddie’s arm and he escorts her down the aisle as well. Both of them wink at Robin and Steve as they pass. 

Cocktail hour starts and the space is quickly transformed for the dinner service while the wedding party goes off to take photos. Robin and Steve grab a glass of wine and hang off to the side chatting while they wait for their better halves to return. 

It’s not much longer when strong arms slip around his middle and low voice purrs in his ear, “You look fucking edible sweetheart.”

Steve smiles and turns around, planting a kiss on those plump lips. “You’re one to talk. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

Eddie smirks at him. “Oh, I noticed. How was the spa? You’re fucking glowing, baby.”

“It was amazing! Thank you so much Eds, seriously. You didn’t have to do all that.”

Eddie scoffs at him. “Nonsense! My princess deserves nothing but the best. You got my note, right? Brought the robe back?”

Steve nods. “I did! How the hell did you manage to get it there so fast?”

His boyfriend just winks and says, “A magician never reveals his secrets.”

Fucking dork.

The reception ends up being a blast. Everyone is having a great time celebrating, dinner is exquisite, and the music starts up soon after so everyone can dance. Fairy lights and lanterns illuminate the space and it’s a gorgeous night. Steve and Eddie take turns dancing with each other, both of the girls, the bride and groom, and Steve even gets so-called-shy Barb up and dancing.

During one of the slow songs, Eddie’s got him held close as they sway to the music, planting soft kisses on his neck. “Baby…let’s go for a walk.”

Steve pulls back and arches an eyebrow. “A walk?”

Eddie grins like the devil and says, “Yeah. A walk. Come on.”

He takes Steve’s hand and leads him up the stairs onto the terrace and out towards the vineyard. The only light around them is the moon and stars. 

“Eds, are we allowed to be out here?” They’re walking straight into the vineyard now, surrounded on all sides by leaves and grapes.

Eddie just shrugs. “Nobody’s stopping us. Besides. I wanted to get you alone.”

They come to a stop and turn to each other. Eddie caresses his cheek and wraps an arm around his waist. “You look so gorgeous Stevie.”

Steve wraps his arms around Eddie’s neck and kisses him softly. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are Eddie?”

“I love you so much sweetheart. So fucking much.” He crashes their lips together, and right there in the middle of this vineyard, under the night sky, they start to peel each other’s clothes off.

Before he knows it, Steve has Eddie lying in the grass, naked skin bathed in moonlight, while he lowers himself onto his thick cock. God, that stretch is always so satisfying. “Eddie baby, fuck, you’re so big.”

Eddie hums beneath him. “And you take it so well angel. Goddamn, you feel so good. Love watching you ride me baby.”

Steve rocks his hips back and forth, grinding Eddie’s dick as deep as it can go. No one’s ever filled him up like this. He throws his head back and moans. “So deep. You’re so fucking deep. Love how you fuck me.”

Eddie squeezes his thighs and slides his strong hands up to his hips. “Take it all baby boy. Take what you need.”

Steve plants his hands on Eddie’s chest and starts bouncing up and down in his cock. He’s moaning so loud he should be afraid that someone will hear them, but he feels way too good to care. 

Eddie is underneath him, biting his lip and pinching his brows. Throwing his head back and groaning. “Stevie, fuck! You’re gonna kill me honey!”

Steve picks up speed, the burn in his thighs barely registering as he impales himself over and over again on Eddie’s cock. He’s working up a sweat and the night breeze blowing through the vines feels amazing on his skin. He’s never had sex outside like this and thrill runs through him at the thought of being caught. 

“Eds, fuck, baby we’re gonna have finish soon before someone catches us.”

A grin spreads over Eddie’s face. “You’d like that though, wouldn’t you? Someone seeing you out here, getting your guts rearranged. Bouncing on my cock. Being a little slut for me?”

He would, actually. “Fuck daddy, such a slut for this cock. Want it all the time. Want you to fuck me so deep I can’t breathe!”

“Off.” Eddie growls. “On your hands and knees baby boy.”

Steve shivers at the commanding tone and gets up without a second of hesitation. He turns around and kneels, dropping to his elbows and arching his back, the fucking picture of submission. He feels the heat of Eddie’s body behind him and a hand on his hip, gripping tight. Eddie lets out a sigh as his thumb circles Steve’s hole. 

“Such a good boy. God, you look so beautiful in the moonlight sweetheart.” He barely finishes talking before he’s sliding back in. Steve can’t help the guttural moan that escapes his open mouth. Eddie doesn’t waste any time, gripping his hips so tight he knows he’s going to find bruises there tomorrow and hammering into his body.

“Oh! Oh god! Oh my god!” Steve asked for it and he got it. He can barely fucking breathe as Eddie fucks him hard and fast. 

“That’s what you wanted, right baby? Want me nice and deep?”

He does. Fuck he really does. He swears he can feel it in his fucking lungs. He grips onto the grass beneath him, anchoring himself as Eddie pounds away. He can feel his balls tightening up and he’s so fucking close but doesn’t have the breath to ask if he can cum. Everything is narrowed down to the thrusts of his boyfriend, the air being punched out of him, and barely feels like he’s even in his body. Floating on this current of sensations.

He feels a strong hand reach around and grip his aching cock. Eddie starts jerking him quickly in time with his thrusts and all Steve can do is pant out a quiet, “Close.”

Above him he hears Eddie grant all the permission he needs. “Cum for me.”

Fireworks explode in his goddamn soul as he screams into the earth underneath him and cums so hard he sees stars. As waves of ecstasy wash over him, he hears Eddie groan and slam into him one final time. He can feel that thick cock pulsing inside him as he drifts, being filled to the brim with this gorgeous man. 

“Thank you,” he whispers before he feels Eddie maneuver him down on his side in the cool grass. He floats for a while soaking in the soft touches and praise from his boyfriend. 

He comes back down into himself and feels gentle kisses moving across his skin and a soft whisper. 

“Twenty two.” Kiss

“Twenty three.” Kiss

“Twenty four.” Kiss

Steve realizes after a moment that Eddie is kissing the moles dotting his back. “Mmm. Baby. What are you doing?” he mumbles.

Eddie’s voice, smooth as silk, tells him, “Counting the stars.”

Nobody has ever made him feel so wanted. So loved.

“You have a whole galaxy across your skin, angel. Wanna map all of it.” 

Steve is gonna marry him.

He smiles and takes a deep breath. He’s suddenly very aware that Eddie is still inside him. “Why don’t we get back to our room and you can keep counting there?”

Eddie chuckles behind him and kisses him again. “If you insist. That was twenty five, by the way. Can’t lose track now.”

Steve hisses as Eddie pulls out and immediately feels empty. They sit up with a groan and start to gather the clothes that are scattered in the grass. Eddie finds the pocket square from Steve’s coat and uses it to clean him up.

They manage to get mostly dressed again between giggles and kisses, neither of them looking very put together by the time they’re done. Eddie’s shirt is mostly buttoned up. His tie hanging out of his back pocket. Both of them sling their suit coats over their shoulders. Eddie’s once perfectly styled hair is a nest of tangles. Steve imagines his hair doesn’t look much better. 

They walk hand-in-hand back to the terrace just as Robin and Chrissy are approaching from a different part of the vineyard. 

They’re a mess.

Chrissy has grass stains on her knees. Robin is sporting a fresh hickey on her neck. Her satin top is only tucked halfway into her pants. Their hair is destroyed and they have dopey smiles on their faces.

They meet at the terrace, right by the stairs leading down into the courtyard. Nobody says anything. They all just exchange looks and start laughing.

Eddie and Chrissy high five like idiots. Steve meets Robin’s eye and raises a brow. Their silent conversation speaking volumes.

Did you tell her?

I did!

And?!

She said it back!

Of course she did, she’d be stupid not to.

You’re stupid.

I love you.

I love you too dingus.

Eddie nudges him. “You’re doing that creepy twin thing again. What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” he smiles. “I'm just really happy.”

Chrissy clears her throat. “Steve, you might want to fix your shirt.”

He looks down. He missed a button and his shirt is all askew.

Eddie chimes in, “Birdie, you got grass all in your hair.”

Robin frantically brushes at it with her fingers but it’s a lost cause. They all resign themselves to their fate and head down the stairs back to the reception.

“Where the fuck have you guys been?” Gareth and Heather pop up beside them, the groom looking slightly worried. He quickly scans their appearances and huffs a dramatic sigh. “Animals! You’re all fucking animals! I’d tell you to get a room, but you literally have rooms here and didn't bother to use them!”

Heather swats at his shoulder and scolds, “You’re one to talk! You dragged me out to the vineyard last night after dinner! Do you know how hard it is to scrub grass stains out of clothes?”

Before anyone can respond, Jeff and Barb come staggering down the stairs, giggling like children, and equally disheveled.

Gareth groans and throws his head back. “Not you too!”

Jeff, looking happy as a clam, throws his arm around his wife. “Hey, have you guys seen the vineyard? It’s gorgeous out there!”

Everyone but Gareth bursts out laughing. Barb looks over the group of delinquents at their various states of disarray, and locks eyes with Steve. He winks and she gives him a fist bump.

They’re about to join the rest of the reception when Doug and one of the other bridesmaids Steve hasn’t met come down the steps as well. She kisses him on the cheek and heads over to the dance floor.

Doug turns the group, beaming. “We just fucked in the vineyard!”

Poor Gareth. Everyone dissolves into laughter and he stalks off mumbling, “Remind me to never drink the wine from this place.”

Steve makes a mental note to get a case of this year’s vintage so he can send everyone a bottle.

Chapter 23<<Masterlist>>Chapter 25

Taglist is open! This was so fun to write!!

The song I have linked in the hot tub scene has been on repeat in my brain for WEEKS. I found that artist on TikTok and I just think he's great. Check out Mon Rovia there or on whatever music streaming places you prefer.

When I was putting this together I never had the intention of Barb showing up, but I actually really like the idea of shipping her and Jeff. And she HATED Steve in S1, so in this little universe, I thought I'd fix that.

Also, I freakin loved shipping Gareth and Heather. He can be such a little turd, and she's just the right kind of bitchy to whip him into shape and humble his ass. I can only imagine what their bedroom dynamic is like!

@annachronisme @mrsjellymunson @kozuuji @themoonagainstmers @ellietheasexylibrarian

[rigginsstreet]

When I write the grease harringrove au then you all will realize

[dum1s-writings]

~~~~Intro thingy I guess~~~~

Greetings from @thedum1 (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

I have once again decided to start a new sideblog. I just wanna try tossing my hat into the xMasc!Reader ring. I'll have main fandoms and on occasion fandoms, which will be allowed once in a while.

~Main fandoms are subject to change.~

The main fandoms will be marked with 💕

Favorite characters will be marked with 💋

Obey Me! Shall We Date? 💕

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan 💋

Satan

Asmodeus 💋

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Barbatos

Solomon

Simeon 💋

Luke

Twisted Wonderland

All students and staff*

*Riddle, Epel, Idia, Neige and Rollo are my weaknesses

Miraculous Ladybug and Cat Noir 💕

Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir 💋

Nathaniel Kurtzberg/Caprikid 💋

Marc Anciel/Rooster Bold

Nino Lahiffe/Carapace

Luka Couffaine/Viperion

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug

Alya Césaire/Rena Rouge

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

Gabriel Agreste/Hawkmoth

Nathalie Sancoeur/Mayura 💋

Mystic Messenger

Yoosung Kim

Zen/Hyun Ryu

Jaehee Kang 💋

Jumin Han

707/Luciel/Saeyoung Choi 💋

Animal Crossing 💕

Apollo 💋

Cherry

Julien 💋

Raymond 💋

Marshall

Tangy

Colton

Whitney

Punchy 💋

Stitches

Muffy 💋

Diana

Zell

Lucky

Ankha

Chrissy

Francine

Judy

Kyle

Fang

Willow

Merengue 💋

Mott

Bud

Kicks 💋

Isabelle

Tom Nook

Death Note

L Lawliet

Light Yagami

Touta Matsuda 💋

Teru Mikami

Misa Amane

Naomi Misora

Kiyomi Takada

Mihael Keehl/Mello 💋

Mail Jeevas/Matt 💋

Nate River/Near

Total Drama Island/Action/World Tour

Trent

Gwen

Cody 💋

Noah 💋

Justin

Lindsay 💋

Sadie

Katie

Sierra

Leshawna 💋

DJ

Beth

Heather

Duncan

Courtney

Alejandro

6teen

Caitlin Cooke

Nikki Wong 💋

Jude Lizowski

Wyatt Williams 💋

Jen Masterson

Jonsey Garcia

Teen Titans (2003 cartoon version)

Robin 💋

Starfire

Raven 💋

Beast Boy

Cyborg

Jinx

Terra

Red-X 💋

Aqualad

Speedy

Bumblebee 💋

The occasional slasher

Michael Myers

Cory Cunningham

Billy Lenz

Brahms Heelshire 💋

Others to be added...maybe.

The general rules:

Fandoms will have their own rules in their own separate posts

He/Him and They/Them pronouns only

I have problems with menstruation so none of that allowed as I HATE thinking of my own

Polyamorous relationships are accepted and loved here but NO cheating 😤

No non-platonic/familial child/teen x adult

No incest of any kind

No angst without a happy ending

VERY EXTREMELY RARE sexual nsft 👀

Piggybacking off the last rule I prefer a Top/Not Penetrated reader

No matchups 😐

No OCs as main character/reader

Piggybacking again I will allow OCs as side characters

You may see mentions of my OCs as I love them

Some characters will be OOC and I have no shame about that 🤷🏾

All fanfics will have swears except for Miraculous

I'm bad at coming up with bad guys/villains so fandoms with baddies will take place during down time/right after a fight

I am slow and easily distracted so things will come out when I remember

My target audience is me first so if I don't like how a thing is turning out it won't be published

Again....this a masculine pronoun only blog. And before I get shit on by children and the feminine pronoun users........Fuck. Off. I'm here for the gays and theys. I've been on the internet for years and there's PLENTY of shit for y'all.

[heavencasteel420]

Speaking of an OC who's Nancy's lousy husband, I do have an AU idea (fairly low down the list of things I will actually write, although I have a paragraph or two written somewhere) where it's set during S1, but all the older teen characters are in their mid-to-late-twenties instead. This was inspired by a joke post pointing out how all the older teens look/act like they're well into their twenties by the time you get to S4, but I decided to make it drama:

Nancy is a recently divorced single mother; her ex-husband Bradley (whom she started dating in high school and went to IU with) was good on paper and not malicious, but he was ultimately unsupportive of her career ambitions and disinterested after the birth of their daughter despite being the one who wanted kids. (In this universe, Holly is Nancy's daughter with her ex and Mike is the late-in-the-game baby of Karen and Ted.) She works at the Hawkins Post for now and gets tons of shit for being a single mom.

Jonathan also works at the paper (a victory after years of menial jobs and night school) and is a single parent (of twelve-year-old Will, thanks to a series of harrowing events when he was in his teens). He and Nancy are work friends who become real friends who become...?

Steve works at his father's insurance company and is considered one of the biggest catches in Hawkins, but people are starting to talk because he hasn't settled down, and he's not really happy in his work. He didn't date Nancy in high school--they ran in different circles--but now he's smitten with her.

Barb is Nancy's BFF, as in canon. She's a nurse now and she lives in the same duplex as Nancy. She's also a lesbian and quietly dating another aged-up older-teen girl, but I'm not sure who yet. I'm leaning towards Robin (quirky music teacher whom everyone thinks is dating Steve, for a more light-hearted romance), Heather (prickly, troubled daughter of the Editor-in-Chief, for the moderate drama), or Chrissy (unhappily married to Jason, for the angst and high drama).

Tommy and Carol are married, quite happily, and refrain from bullying because they're adults. However, they do have a Company thing going with Steve ("Stevie...you know...no one wants you happy more than we do...no one...but isn't she a little bit, well...you know...?").

Generally everybody behaves a little better, because they're not literal teenagers.

I'm not sure where I'd go with it: no Upside Down, or there's just a 1980s-Polly-Platt-ghost-directed romantic dramedy that turns into a horror movie? That's one of the difficulties. Another is that it would change the Byers family dynamic considerably.

[fbfh]

Okay okay idk if anyone else is really talking about this but have we considered Robin x Chrissy?????? Chrissy and Eddie have the same arc as Robin and Steve where Chrissy eventually opens up to him and is like "yeah I used to have a crush on someone in our friend group and I'm just kind of nervous" and Eddie, thinking he knows where this is going is like "oh yeah, maybe he likes you back?" Chrissy's just like "idk probably not she's dating Jonathan and she's so busy with the school paper and everything you know" and Eddie is just like ".... yeah totally that does suck"

BONUS POINTS IF WE THROW IN CHEERLEADER!READER!!!!! She's mean and intimidating and scary and everything Eddie was worried Chrissy would be, and she’s best friends with Billy!!! They both party out their anger issues and repressed trauma and are trying to be better people!!!! She's gotten rancid vibes from Jason from the start and she's so protective over Chrissy especially after all this yk

So reader and Billy are keeping watch or something, waiting for backup, and he starts flirting through 20 questions, he asks who your first crush was and you just kind of sigh "yeah, okay. You know Heather Holloway?" It takes a minute for it to click and he’s like OH he probably makes some joke about how that’s why you don't like him cause he's otherwise irresistible and you're like literally shut up /affectionate

And then you and Robin and Chrissy have to go on a side quest together and none of you can drive and Steve can't stand the pining anymore and demands someone do something about it for gods sake the three of you deserve each other!!!!!! You all start dating and Robin can't handle having not one but two gorgeous girls actually be into her and they're cheerleaders??? Dream come true. Chrissy can't believe someone as smart and cool as Robin and someone as kind and intimidating as you like her like that!!! And you're still wrapping your head around getting to date not only Chrissy who is such a sweetheart you can't even swear around her but also Robin the absolute hottie from band who is hilarious and endearing?????????

[whosbby]

Bisexual Chrissy HC

Just because I love her plus I’ll take any chance to push the Chrissy agenda plus there isn’t a lot of bisexual/sapphic Chrissy hc and lord knows we need some

Warning: I hc Chrissy as bisexual just bc I like the idea, you can hc whatever you want but keep in mind that her sexuality isn’t fully stated. I’m not claiming this is canon.

Also some of this things are based on a personal experience so TW for some religious trauma.

Chrissy always knew she liked men. It was what her family taught her it was “correct”. They always talked about how Chrissy would grow up into a beautiful woman and go on to marry the perfect man.

Her doubts started when she was around twelve and saw Marcie Stanler from Friday the 13th.

She didn’t knew why but she really really really wanted to be friends with her. Also she noticed how pretty she was, at first she mistakes it as jealousy.

“Stop, Chrissy. Jealousy is a sin, you shouldn’t feel that. What would God say?”

After realizing it was not jealousy she was so confused.

“You can appreciate another woman’s beauty, there isn’t anything wrong with that”

But when she found herself fantasizing about how cool it would be to be a boy just so she could kiss a girl: Chrissy knew that she wasn’t only appreciative of female beauty.

“Yeah, I think they are pretty, no biggie. Doesn’t mean anything”

“Maybe I would hold a girl’s hand, but just that!”

“I’ll kiss a girl if someone dares me too, but that’s it, that’s where I draw the line!”

“Okay yeah, maybe I would kiss a girl but I would never date one!”

“It would be cool if I could a boy for a few days to see how it is to date a girl”

She cried herself all night and even prayed to god to punish her for her inappropriate thoughts, even going as far to pray to god to kill her if she couldn’t stop that “horrible fantasies”.

The next day she was still alive, so she thought she was “cured”

Her first kiss was when she was thirteen, with Heather (because I love @quirly saying Chrissy and Heather would be a cute couple)

“Chrissy don’t worry, we are not going to hell. This doesn’t count, it’s just practice for when the real stuff comes, don’t be such a baby ‘kay?”

That was the first time Chrissy Cunningham felt “butterflies in her stomach”

She met Robin when they were both freshman but didn’t really talk until senior year.

They started bonding when they were assigned to work together on an essay about World War II.

When they saw Chrissy saying hi to Robin on the hallways and them hanging out after school, Jason and some of her friends weren’t too happy about that.

“I mean, you know what they say about her, right babe? She’s a dyke” “What’s a dyke?” “You know, girls who like other girls”

Chrissy was shocked, was that allowed to happen?

She decided to ask Robin one time after band and cheer practice.

“Robin… are you a dyke?” “Excuse me?” “You know, someone who likes girls. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked! You are my friend and I- I’m sorry!”

She later explained to her that “dyke” was more of a term used as an insult. Chrissy asked if she ever thought about going to hell, trying to be as nice as possible because she didn’t mean it on a bad way, she was genuinely curious.

“You are who you are and you like who you like, there’s nothing wrong with that, plus I think he has better things to do than spy on a lesbian teen on Indiana”

After that talk the word lesbian circled her mind for days. Was Robin right and god didn’t cared about who you loved? Was she a lesbian?

“No, I can’t be a lesbian. I’ve liked boys. Maybe I’m just going trough a phase and this is going to be over soon”

Then, Eddie Munson came into the scene. They bonded quickly and suddenly she found herself spending more time with him than with her boyfriend.

One night she sneaked out from her house and went to an out of town bar with Eddie with the fake IDs he made. He was “Christopher Cunningham” and she “Edwina Munson” just because Eddie found it hilarious.

On the bar she noticed how a guy kept staring at them. When she told Eddie his face turned completely red.

“Do you… know him?” “Uh- something like that. He- I- we used to date”

Chrissy was shocked but didn’t asked further questions until they were heading back to her house.

“So… you are gay?” “Uh, something like that” “I’m completely cool with it! I have gay friends, well, a gay friend. I know I don’t have to use the word dyke!” “Uhm… okay”

He later explained to her that he was bisexual, a term she’d never heard before.

“Basically I like both guys and girls” “SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO CHOOSE!?”

From that day on, Chrissy knew exactly who she was.

[quatari]

Steve Harrington is a Knight of Heart and in this essay I will tell you why I am the smartest person on earth and have the right to classpect the shit out of my blorbos from the media that is not homestuck.

Let's start with a character overview to better cover our base, and even better - from the first season. Over the course of four seasons, Steve goes through an incredible character arc, growing from an unlikeable asshole and a borderline bully to the main defender of the whole party. However, I want to note that Steve has never been a real bully, even in the first season. Such a completely false impression is created due to the fact that at that time his two best friends are bullies, and he himself is a popular jock boy from a wealthy family. But this is one of his not quite conscious masks, which can be seen already in the very first season and is especially well revealed through his relationship with Nancy. As we know, Nancy is by no means a popular prom queen, on the contrary, she is an all-A’s overachiever, and her best friend Barb embodies the loser and outcast archetype (omg just like heathers). If Steve was a real jock, he would start dating someone like Chrissy, who is a popular beautiful cheerleader doll who could pose more as a trophy than a romantic partner. But Steve is genuinely interested in Nancy, he really likes her as a person, and he seeks to help and protect her. This applies not only to studying, but also to people around: when Jonathan demonstrates frankly stalker behavior and secretly takes pictures of Nancy changing clothes, Steve acts thoughtlessly on emotions and in an attempt to protect the honor of his girlfriend. And please note that he always sees when his actions upset Nancy, and he always apologizes and tries to make amends. I’m talking about such moments as when he tries to climb into her window because he is worried (to find her there with Jonathan), and when he washes off offensive words from the theater. He cares deeply about her feelings, and he does everything in his power so that she does not get hurt, even though he makes mistakes. Well, who the hell doesn't, especially at that age? This dynamic is further developed when Steve makes other friends. He is always careful and attentive to the feelings of others: he is caring towards children, he does not hesitate to accept Robin as a lesbian (which is a mindblowingly  amazing move for a "popular guy" from the 80s), he lets Nancy go despite the fact that it pains him to do so, and does not make a huge drama or even cause a small scene out of this - mind you, for an 18-year-old, this is insanely mature! And the background for all of this is him losing himself even more than in the first season - yes, yes, I didn’t mention, but under the mask of a popular guy, there was absolute confusion about who he really was. He does not have a clear understanding of himself, he does not know what he wants from life, he is lonely and cold. We can guess from everything we've been shown that this, much to out surprise (/sarc), comes from the family - Steve's parents are almost never there, most likely they not only paid little attention to his son, but also for sure made him feel like a disappointment. And so it leaves him confused, having a great personality (evident to us viewers), yet not able to realize it.

What does all this tell us?

Being led by his emotions, a conflict of self, evolution from the most self-centered character to the most selfless, caring for other characters' *feelings* and romantic relationships all point to the Heart aspect from beginning to end. Textbook stuff, really. At the same time, the lack of an aspect at the beginning of the arc and mastering it in the course of his development, ignoring his own problems and hiding behind masks, whether conscious or not, indicate a class. The Knight class, obviously. However, this is only a psychotype and an arch, but I must say that I saved the most obvious evidence for the end - this is Steve's behavior as a typical Knight. Classes are often compared to roles in games. Like mages, bards, rogues, all that stuff. Knights in this classification are ALWAYS tanks. They are the first to rush into battle so that their team can deal damage from afar, from a safe distance. Tanks (Knights) carry the team, holding its full weight on their shoulders, even not always being the strongest players. They are able to take on all the damage from the enemy, to allow their team to win. What can I say :) Steve :)))) A person who is ALWAYS on the frontline, protecting the rest of the party. Who always goes first to check how dangerous the path ahead is. Who charges at the enemy, acting as bait, even if he knows he cannot win. Classic Knight, really.

And so we came to the conclusion that Steve Harrington is a typical Knight of Heart. We wish him good luck and someone who will help him take a break from a heavy burden such as carrying a whole party. Please give Steve a day off and a shoulder to cry on (Robin im looking at you 👀)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[kaypeace21]

Yes! The same person who made the cheerleader comment was wrong about the hellfire club stuff.

Doubt , mike and cheerleader are endgame. If they dated, and I say that with a big IF. It would just be him (probably) using another beard to look cool. Like Dustin said to Steve in s3 “don’t you think you should move on from primitive constructs of popularity?Instead of dating someone you think will make you cooler . Why not date someone you actually like spending time with?” And Steve later says Dustin was right.

It could be foreshadowing. Dustin giving Mike similar advice -even if he’s unaware of the gay elephant in the room. (Aka: saying this to Mike- and not knowing Mike is gay, so encouraging mileven . Similar to Dustin not knowing Robin is gay -so encouraging romantic stobin. )

*Also unrelated but they also claimed Mike was friendly with a cheerleader in a cafeteria.

I’ve watched over 200+ movies said to inspire s4 and only 1 had cheerleaders- and coincidentally it was in a cafeteria. And it wasn’t a good intro (warning h*mophobia).

Could be a coincidence? But , doubt we’d like her if this was her intro... insulting Robin /being a bigot .This movie has a lot of bullies being h*mophobic to guys and gals. Idk, maybe Robin (is bullied for being a lesbian) and sticks up for Mike who is bullied with homophobic taunts too. Tr*gger warning f slur.

(S1 , could have been a hint of him being bullied by h*mophobes in s4 ) . In “the guest” a highschool computer nerd was also bullied with h*mophobic taunts.

Could be max who defends Mike too (since one example of a girl defending a guy from h*mophobic taunts was at an arcade) but I think it makes more sense being Robin- since she is canonically gay.

Not to mention , in other s4 movies ( like ‘swingers’) . Michael ( has his gf break up with him & months later she calls him and he rejects her offer to get back together . This also happens in “Pineapple Express”- on the phone, he mentions she’s too immature so rejects her offer to get back together. While in “splash” he breaks up with the gf on the phone - as his blonde relative eaves drops by picking up a different line -and he yells at the family member when he catches them spying. Later, he even tells his friend he never loved his ex gf to begin with.) Reminds me of mike on the phone in s3: “El? Sorry, not interested.” *hangs up* . And in swingers, (after the breakup) michael was pressured into hitting on girls , or else guys would jokingly call him gay when he refused to do so. While , in ‘ wet hot American summer’ the guys would jokingly call 1 guy homophobic slurs cause he wasn’t interested in being with a girl (and yes he was actually gay). Mike may overcompensate -if bullies make gay jokes about him (even if his friends are oblivious, and don’t take the rumors seriously.)

Also,the cheerleader rumors are iffy at best- auditions claim she’s Chrissie Carpenter (who hopper kissed in highschool). But, her lines corresponded to Eddie’s? So we can’t say much about her or the other cheerleaders. Or which cheerleader Mike even talks to . Chances are , chrissie, unfortunately may last as long as Heather (and is one of the early victim of whatever happens in s4). I wouldn’t worry either way- ship wise. People also never mention how the original (deleted) 4 Chan leaker also claimed Joyce was going to be a pharmacist- showing they didn’t make the distinction between joyce being a clerk at a pharmacy vs being a Pharmacist.They’re not a writing assistant like they claim - they’d know joyce couldn’t be a pharmacist then. Also, who’d risk their job? (It’s be easy to figure out the leaker if they were an assistant to a writer) .At most... they may work with props /set design, costumes, or is an extra or something . They say jonathan Will work at the pizza shop ( which I doubt , but there is a pizza shop that was built for s4. So we’ll see). Other things may be lucky guesses- max being depressed , lumax breaking up, mike not being into El via phone call , since they were all hinted in prior seasons.

A new leak of Mike actually talking to the cheerleader was released, and now I don’t know what to think. What are your thoughts on this? I’m thinking of the rumor from earlier on that stated he would “flirt” with a cheerleader, and it’s making me a bit nervous.

I haven’t seen this anywhere. I would need to see this leak to really be able to comment on it.

I am less and less inclined to believe the “leak” from months ago that claimed, among other things, that Mike would be getting “friendly” with the cheerleader, or however it was put. That same “leak” said that Mike declined to join the Hellfire Club, and yet we see him wearing one of their shirts. So far the ONLY thing that leak seems to have gotten correct is Dustin joining the club. I gave it little credit when I first saw it, and I give it even less now.

That said, it wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility for them to tease Mike getting together with someone else. His relationship with El needs to be addressed, namely whether or not he considers that they even have one. For people, like me, who believe Mike really likes Will, then that needs to be addressed as well. I know a lot of fans think Mike realized how much he loves Will at the finale of season 3, but, even if he did, he still has a road of acceptance to travel down. Sometimes that road detours into denial.

Let’s be honest, though. Hawkins is a small town, and Mike is a well-known nerd. A cheerleader being interested in him would be socially risky on her part. If she’s getting close to him then there’s some reason for it. They’re not going to decide that Mike gets a cheerleader just because Finn Wolfhard is attractive.

[chickensoupleg]

oooh ok if you’re wanting prompts- robin chrissy and heather’s days off finally align, but they all have different things they want to do together. do they bicker? make a plan? compromise?? 👀

So I'm imagining they all have entirely separate jobs because of course they do. Robin's got her job doing whatever, let's say she's managed to snag a job (With Steve of course that's her work best friend never leave home without him) at the local Waffle House so her work hours are weird and sometimes she's going to bed the moment her wives wake up, Chrissy is working as a gymnastic coach, and Heather has somehow gotten herself into being a volunteer firefighter. Chrissy has the most flexible schedule (Get it) out of all of them.

They do love their jobs, but man is it brutal on their date nights.

Eventually they do manage to get a weekend together, and of course they don't want to waste it!

Problem is the how. Heather just wants to have a normal date night so she wants to go out and eat after a nice walk around town. Robin doesn't want to be near a restaurant because she is positive the waitress mentality will embarrass her in front of everyone ('Babe you work at a Waffle House it's not that fancy.') ('Heather baby my sweet sweet flaming ball of my miserable yet enchanting life I will accidentally walk into the kitchen if I'm not careful.') ('... Robbie why would you be in the kitchen?') ('Tickets.') ('Ah.')

Chrissy wants to spend the entire time in the house, cuddled up with each other and being lesbian wives doing lesbian wife things like holding hands and see how close they are to succumbing to building furniture for fun. As sweet and relaxing as that sounds somehow it feels like a waste just being home and doing absolutely nothing. They're not gonna have this much time again for a long while they might as well use it! (They do sleep in bed a little longer together regardless. Chrissy is a lump in the blankets, Robin has sprawled over everything, and Heather is octopused around the closest things which are usually either her girls or a pillow)

Robin wants to commit crimes of the loving but frankly a little concerning kind.

We can't let Robin commit crimes.

No matter how much Chrissy and Heather also want to commit crimes.

So they do bicker for a while over the span of a week before the actual days off in the form of many, many sticky notes stuck to bathroom mirrors, passing conversations, muttered sleepy time musings, messengers in the form of sending whoever they could convince to go between work places, phone calls, and even one (1) point in time where they were just in the same bathroom together.

In the end they ask Steve, date-life extraordinaire, for advice, who just tells them (in a fit of this man was rudely awoken) something about how girls like spas and stargazing. He's totally making something up.

It gives Robin an idea immediately, even if it makes no sense and takes a little convincing. A nice and relaxing spa day followed by shuffling off into the wilderness and laying underneath the stars! Perfect! No sitting around at home but also plenty of relaxation and being all date-y!

(It ends up being the greatest date night ever.)

(Even though Steve is a little worried when Robin came back with a photo of them in a tree while a bear was sniffing around at the bottom.)

(And when Heather came in to regale the tale of how Robin does not believe she could wrestle a bear.)

(... And how Chrissy accidentally kicked a bear in the face and apologised as told by Chrissy herself.)