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wayne, eddie, and steve are all three technologically inept, so whenever they need help with something they call dustin.

dustin bikes over and when he enters the trailer, he finds wayne crouched in front of a tv that's currently playing static (loudly), fiddling with the dials and antenna, steve is standing behind him with his hands on his hips as he watches, and eddie is smacking the remote against his hand and shaking it next to his ear.

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in which eddie has to deal with the horrible ordeal of being known and finds out that it’s okay to want to hug your boyfriend all the time. in fact, it’s encouraged | 1.4k

It’s torture. Frankly, it should be labelled nothing short of a war crime, psychological warfare, the bane of Eddie Munson’s very existence! There should be novels about this, reports, guides, brochures lying in some guidance counsellor’s office in some funky-ass colour that prevents anyone from actually taking one, let alone read it.

The point: Being with Steve, being anywhere near him, in his close vicinity, falling victim to the smile slowly spreading on his face or the way it makes his eyes twinkle, is torture. Torture! Really, it should be forbidden to look this godsdamn adorable, so fucking huggable.

Steve, for all intents and purposes, for all his very hot muscles and athleticism, for all his occasional glares and menacing tone, looks too fucking huggable for Eddie’s mind to keep up.

He loses track of time, loses his words, and most of his rings have a whole new purpose. Because these days, he spends most of his time keeping himself from hugging Steve at any given moment. From just attaching himself to Steve’s side and never, ever, ever letting go.

The Fates have decided to make it this boy’s duty, his calling, his godsdamn destiny, to look like he would look even better wrapped up in Eddie’s arms. And Eddie is not dealing well. In fact, he’s not dealing at all, because this is all so new to him.

He doesn’t know what’s allowed and what isn’t, what’s normal and what’s just Eddie being Eddie, what Steve wants and what he just allows. And it’s real scary sometimes.

Warm hands come up to encase his, and Eddie blinks back into that part of reality where Steve actually notices when he’s staring.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” he rasps, turning his hands in Steve’s so their palms are touching. It always makes Steve smile, and Eddie wants to explode. Maybe he will. He feels like that’s a very reasonable assumption at this point.

“Okay,” Steve says and nods, and the smile doesn’t falter, but Eddie gets to watch as Steve obviously works up the courage to say something.

So he waits. Holds his hands, his eyes, and also his tongue.

“I— This is not me complaining, okay. Please don’t think that, I am not mad and not complaining, Eddie, okay?”

Steve is waiting for him to react, and while Eddie’s heart has jumped into his throat and is racing in there now, he nods. He is rewarded for it when Steve lifts their joined hands to his lips and peppers the back of Eddie’s hands with kisses.

Gods, but he loves that boy so much it’s choking him right up.

“It’s just, sometimes I feel like… I worry that you’re holding back. Or, or hiding something. Yourself, most likely, but I don’t wanna say you’ve been untruthful or playing some game with me, it’s just… I don’t know. But. You’ll stare at me sometimes and fidget. Or sit on your hands. Or… I don’t know, but it looks like you’re physically restraining yourself from reaching out, or something, y’know? And you don’t gotta do that anymore. I’m here, Eds, and I want— I want you. Any way I can, but most of all I want you safe. And comfortable. And knowing that you don’t have to hold back, okay?”

For a moment there, Eddie’s world ends. Because Steve worries, Steve doubts, Steve knows Eddie is just playing some game at this life of his. He doesn’t actually know his next moves, doesn’t actually know when it’s okay to shut up or better to talk, when it’s okay to touch, to hold, to keep.

He got it all wrong. How does one make relationships work? When is it okay to kiss, to hug, to leave, to talk?

He keeps getting it wrong. And Steve knows.

“Don’t panic, my love, please,” Steve whispers, and there’s fear in his voice. “Stay with me.” Stay with me. It holds more meanings than one, because he remembers Nancy, remembers bullshit, remembers Steve’s fear of abandonment.

But Eddie is here, he’s here, he’s not leaving.

Now he’s the one raising Steve’s hands to his lips and keeping them there as he speaks.

“It’s stupid. You’re right, by the way, but it’s stupid.”

“What is it, Eds?”

A sigh, and then all the air has left his lungs, which makes speaking easier. “You know how I never had a boyfriend before, what with the dating pool in stupid fucking Hawkins being nonexistent, actually? Well, sometimes that makes things a bit… Difficult.”

He chooses his words slowly, trying to make sense of his scrambles thoughts as he goes.

“And being with you, it’s, it’s a lot, because—“ Steve is pulling back, and Eddie surges forward, keeping his hands, lacing their fingers now. “No, no, no, Stevie, now you have to stay, okay? Good. Kissing you is great. Wonderful. Best thing ever invented by humankind, actually. I’m pretty sure our forefathers have invented kissing just so you, Steve Harrington, could be handled appropriately. It’s the law, and all.”

Steve is laughing now, and it’s his ‘My boyfriend is ridiculous and he might be the best thing that’s ever happened to me’-laugh, which makes Eddie melt right off the couch. He’s joining Steve on the floor now, their knees touching, and he’s leaning forward, his forehead against Steve’s who lets it happen, who leans into him right back, who makes this all okay. His eyes are closed and he can pretend he’s not exposing his heart and soul right now.

“But sometimes, Stevie? Sometimes all I can think about is how much I wanna hug you. How much I wanna wrap my whole body around you and just exist. It’s not even about the kissing or the sex, and maybe that makes me a bad boyfriend? Pretty sure it does, yeah. But not an hour goes by where I don’t… yearn.”

The last word is usually only to be found in his D&D repertoire, and it’s so silent, so quiet that he hopes Steve didn’t catch it. That Steve doesn’t know its meaning.

But for once, no such luck.

“Eddie,” Steve whispers, but there’s an urgency in his voice, so very adamant to be heard yet so, so quiet. “Eddie, you can’t— can’t just say things like this. You yearn for me? The whole ‘I never wanna let you go’ thing?”

Eddie nods, a tad miserably.

“That’s… God, that’s the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. And you think that makes you a bad boyfriend? Honey, I think that makes you the love of my fucking life. And just so we’re clear, yeah? You can always hug me. Tackle me to the damn floor for all I care, but before that little speech of yours, I’d have bet you a nice sum of money that I’m the most touch starved person in Hawkins. Now, turns out that might be you, but that’s fine because I’m here, lovely, and I’m yours. That means you can go ahead and—”

Whatever it is that Steve wanted to say gets lost in the void, because Eddie does what he just got express permission for: He tackles Steve to the floor, gently, and lies down on top of him, his arms around his laughing boyfriend who winds his arms around Eddie in turn like that’s exactly where he belongs. Maybe it is.

Maybe it’s not torture, being with Steve. But maybe it’s the best thing that has ever happened to Eddie.

Robin sometimes talks about stuff like this and calls it The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known. And Eddie wants to agree, he does. Especially when it comes to things like this, because it’s terrifying, petrifying, nauseating to talk to Steve about himself. Steve Harrington, who sees when he looks, who tries to understand and make everything just a bit better.

Intimacy. Honesty. Sincerity is scary.

But it also means he gets to be himself, it means he gets to hold his boyfriend in his arms and just breathe him in, just listen to his heartbeat and let everything about that moment ground him. It means he gets to shut up his asshole boyfriend when he says, “I knew you only liked me for my body.” Eddie kisses him senseless, and then that is that.

The horrible ordeal of being known is not quite so horrible when it means he gets to have his Stevie like this and feel better, safer, happier than ever.

for @bethespark who asked for fluff but me being me, i can only give you this :/ one day. one day i will write you fluff

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One of my favorite things in Stranger Things fanfic has got to be when Steve's gotten more queer action than the rest of the group combined:

Robin is excitedly telling Eddie and Steve how she finally got her first kiss from a girl, prompting Eddie to complain about how he can never find anyone to hook up with or date in small town Hawkins Indiana.

Steve, in response, tells them that he (until then presumed straight) used to make out with his team mates in highschool (when they got drunk at away games) and hooked up with Tommy several times. And also his first kiss ever was Jonathan Byers.

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saturday afternoon

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steddie + social media (1/?)

(inspired by @skambane’s amazing stranger things social media edits)

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Eddie chronically leaves his rings at Steve’s place to the point that Steve checks the bathroom and kitchen sink every time after he leaves, only to find one of them there every time.

Not that Steve is entirely complaining since this means he gets to call him and Eddie gets to stop by on his own to pick them up.

But when they’re at the Wheeler’s place, and Eddie says he’s going to the bathroom, Steve says, “Be careful not to leave one of your rings behind,” with a wink that has the kids exchanging confused looks. But Steve doesn’t notice because he’s too distracted by the light blush coloring Eddie’s cheeks.

“Why would Eddie leave one of his rings behind?” Dustin asks Steve when Eddie’s out of earshot.

Steve laughs. “He leaves one behind every time he washes his hands I swear. I don’t know how he hasn’t lost one at this point.” But his amusement is quick to die down when he realizes the kids are staring at him as if he’s absolutely insane. “What?”

They all glance at each other, and Steve is surprised when Mike is the first to pipe in, “He never leaves them anywhere. They’re like his prized possession. I’ve never even seen him take them off.”

Steve frowns and glances around at everyone, sensing that there’s definitely something he’s missing, so he’s quick to lie, “Well, I guess it was only once or twice that it happened. Maybe it was my fancy soap. Made things too… slippery.”

He gets a few eye rolls at the comment, but the group is quick to move on especially when Eddie comes back a few moments later with all his rings on his hands.

Steve gives him a quick smile, and Eddie is quick to return it, eyes lingering on him for a few seconds longer than necessary and the same blush from earlier returning.

It hits Steve very suddenly.

The rings are an excuse to come back.

And with this knowledge, Steve’s let’s his own gaze linger on Eddie longer than he usually allows, moving into his space more often than not, and carefully keeping track of time, waiting for the hang out to end.

When it finally comes to a halt, Steve is quick to say his goodbyes, hoping that Eddie will join and let the kids have their unnecessarily prolonged goodbyes in private. And luckily, Eddie is quick to move out of the basement, following after Steve in a way that’s supposed to look causal but is anything but casual now that Steve knows to look for the signs.

When he and Eddie silently go out the front door, Steve is quick to turn to him and hold out his hand. Eddie gives him a confused look but offers his hand which Steve takes and slides one of the rings off of.

Eddie stares at it for a moment, looking slightly frightened, as if he’s been caught doing something he isn’t supposed to.

Steve is quick to soothe the fear as he pockets the ring and says, “Just so you’ll have an excuse to stop by later tonight.”

Eddie’s cheeks flush bright red and he runs a hand over his face. “Shit.”

Steve laughs, “So it has been on purpose?”

“No,” Eddie clearly lies, pulling a strand of hair in front of his face.

“And what if I told you I wanted it to be on purpose?” Steve asks.

Eddie freezes for a moment as if he’s waiting for Steve to tell him that he’s joking, but Steve sits in the silence, letting the question settle between them.

“Then,” Eddie starts, taking a small step forward into Steve’s space, “I would-”

The door behind them bursts open and Dustin yells, “Hurry up I have a curfew!” as he races off to Steve’s car.

Steve rolls his eyes at the kid and takes a step back as everyone else makes their way out the door to the cars or their bikes.

Steve and Eddie linger behind for a moment, which Steve uses to quietly ask, “I’ll see you tonight?”

Eddie gives him a bashful smile in return and nods. “Yeah, I’ll see you tonight.”

Steve resists the urge to celebrate in any way in front of the kids and instead puts his hand in his pocket, fingers curling around Eddie’s ring.

As he gets into his car, ignoring Dustin bitching and complaining, he slips the ring over his finger and smiles at it.

He notices the car go quiet and he nearly groans at his mistake.

“Is that Eddie’s ring?” Dustin screeches.

It’s going to be a long drive home, but Steve doesn’t mind when he has Eddie to look forward to.

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Having thoughts of The Party being touchy as all fuck after everything.

Like you cannot enter nor leave any kind of hang out without a hug, high-five, pat, or anything from everyone you were hanging out with.

And then, suddenly, you aren’t able to leave without a kiss or hug of some kind from Steve.

It started after the bullshit that was the Starcourt Mall. The kids were leaving Steve’s house from a DnD session maybe 2 months before the Byers left for Cali.

Dustin was taking forever to pull his shoes on and get out the house to his moms car and everyone was complaining. It was one of those rare times where Steve wasn’t the one carting them all around— they all had their own rides.

Dustin got his shoes on and Steve handed him his bag and— without thinking— pressed a kiss to the top of his hat before waving him out the door.

The rest of the kids are silent until Mike speaks up bitchily “what about us, asshole?”

Steve has no idea what they mean until El points to her head with a grin. Steve deals out head and forehead kisses for everyone and waves them off to their respective rides.

And then it just— sticks. At first it’s with just the kids whenever he sees them. He’ll usually greet them with a hug or an exasperated sigh and then say goodbye with a kiss to their foreheads.

Not even Mike complains. This is the kind of shit he never got while growing up— might as well make the best of it.

And then it migrates to Robin as well, and the Nancy is joining in on the hugs (they’re still too awkward for the kisses but the hugs are enough for now).

And Steve never holds back, not even in public. Again, no one complains.

And that’s how Hellfire finds out about the kissing arrangement (that might be the title of this if I make it an actual fic). They watch as Steve presses a forehead kiss to Mike, Lucas, and Dustin before waving them off and then presses a kiss to Max’s head and giving her a tight hug.

The guys try to make fun of the kids for it but none of them are embarrassed.

“It’s Steve, dude. He’s like a mom.”

“The kisses are actually really comforting.”

“It’s a Party thing.”

And then the fuckery of 1986 and Vecna happens and suddenly Eddie’s in on the hugs and pats and high-fives.

And then.

And then.

He’s in on the kisses.

Steve doles out the kisses like usual one night after Hellfire and gives one to everyone— including Eddie.

And Eddie panics and gives Steve one right back.

And then the kids are going feral about wanting to give Steve a kiss too.

And Eddie leaves during the chaos.

And then they don’t talk about it.

Until Steve and Eddie do it again.

And the kids accept is as the new normal; you have to give Steve a kiss back.

And then Steve and Eddie have an excuse to kiss each other on the foreheads and cheeks and noses.

One night they’re hanging out, just the two of them at the trailer after Wayne left for work.

Steve had greeted Eddie with a tight hug the moment he’d gotten in the trailer. Eddie had squeezed back just as tight if not tighter.

Steve was getting ready to leave, and on instinct leant in to kiss Eddie, but Eddie was also leaning in to kiss Steve. So they meet in the middle and accidentally kiss on the lips.

And then the new normal for Steve and Eddie is kissing on the lips goodbye.

Idk, just Steve being a very touchy feely person makes me so happy

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Hear me out- the steve is confused by eddies references bingo, but its because eddie is wrong. I think people forget Steve knows star wars (as evident by the harrington/ henderson handshake), and I think it would be a cool subversion of the trope. I think Steve would know a lot and eddie would not be expecting Sports Star Harrington of all people to check him on his shit, so steve being confused when he gets something wrong that seems "glaringly obvious" but is actually some niche nerd trivia would be funny.

It was Steve, Robin, Eddie, and Dustin hanging out in the backroom of Family Video. It was nearing the end of Robin and Steve's shifts on a Wednesday, their slowest day. So they were hiding out here until the clock ran out. Steve was once again defending the ewoks as necessary to the narrative of Return of the Jedi. Eddie was an ewok-hater. Dustin was on the fence. Robin was of no opinion.

Switching gears, Steve decided to voice something else.

"You know what I don't get? Why is it that Obi-wan never considered that Leia could be a jedi?"

Eddie raised a brow. "Why would Obi-wan think for a second that Leia could be a jedi?"

"Why not?", Robin raised a brow. She didn't have a single horse in the race but was ever an instigator.

Eddie held his hands up. "I'm all for ra-ra feminism, that ain't the issue here."

"Then what is?", Steve asked. "Why can't Leia be just as good of a jedi as Luke? And why was it like Obi-wan just...it was like it never even occurred to him."

"Well why would it?", Dustin asked. "Luke's the hero, so of course it's his job to be the jedi and save the galaxy. Leia is just the chick. No offense Robin."

"Um, all offense taken", Robin tossed a Raisinet at him.

"I'd like Stevie here to explain his position", Eddie gestured a hand to Steve.

"So like, Obi-wan knew who Luke's father was, right?", Steve started. "That means this whole time, he must've known that Leia was his sister. Like literally from the beginning when this princess is sending him a message. So why is it that when he and Yoda are having their whole talk when Luke goes to save them he's like 'Luke is our only hope' and Yoda has to remind him there's another? Obi-wan should've already known Leia was related to Luke and thus Vader and that she could be the galaxy's hope too."

Dustin's jaw went to the floor. "Did you just-"

"Robin, Dustin, you need to leave the room", Eddie said, unbuckling his pants.

Steddie bingo under the cut

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I love Steve Harrington. He's the kind of guy who will say no, complain about it, as he's already doing the thing someone's asked him to do. He loves loudly but also pretends like he doesn't. If anyone is a cat, it's him.

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my PERSONAL OPINION on ro//nance: 

so a disclaimer: feel free to ship whoever you want to ship. these are just my thoughts and my perspective on the explosion of ro//nance since season 4. it’s not my intention to condemn or tell anyone to stop producing their content, i just want to scream into the void before it festers. 

your wish fulfillment is valid, but so is my opinion. so if that’s not smth you want to see feel free to skip !! 

diving straight in… i wanna talk about nancy wheeler. 

to be clear: i don’t hate nancy. i think she is headstrong and determined and knows what she wants. she sticks to her guns and definitely has the potential to be a truly good person. that being said, she is extremely selfish in canon. 

from season 1, my interpretation of her is that she’s infatuated with the concept of steve harrington and the status that he could bring. he’s a fantasy that’s suddenly become attainable to the nerdy miss wheeler. of COURSE she’s going to relish his attention. 

note: i actually don’t think anyone else except barb, mike, and steve himself, ever called steve an asshole. so . do with that what you will. 

anyway, nancy and jonathan act like steve suspecting that nancy is cheating is SO unreasonable. which honestly? it’s not. catching your girlfriend alone in her bedroom with a guy who TOOK NONCONSENSUAL ILLICIT PHOTOS OF TWO UNDERAGE TEENAGERS… that’s suspicious. perhaps his reaction wasn’t the best, but he’s also like 17 years old and protecting himself the way he knows how to. and of course his friends aren’t going to take that laying down either. 

i don’t know if any of the supporters of ro//nance have ever been cheated on, but it’s not just heartbreaking… it’s HUMILIATING. and such a hit to the self esteem. and i don’t care what the circumstance is, unless it’s nonconsensual. cheating is cheating and i firmly believe that a cheater will always be a cheater. 

in this case, it’s also reasonable for nancy to be pissed when she sees the movie theater because she didn’t actually cheat at that time. both of them had bad reactions but they also both had good reasoning behind their actions. 

YES steve called jonathan a queer, but keep in mind it’s a common insult in the 80s, especially with the AIDS epidemic going on. don’t use modern standards to condemn him, but also don’t excuse his behavior. YES he was wrong, but he grew (obviously what with his friendship with robin). and do you really think he’s not going to go for the throat when he thinks that jonathan slept with his girlfriend? 

it’s a classic case of everyone’s the asshole but everyone’s not the asshole. 

moving onto season 2. BULLSHIT. nancy was projecting. like she felt so guilty about barb and associated that night with the first time she had sex with steve, so she associated steve with barb’s disappearance/death. she was processing her trauma which is totally fine, but also not an excuse to treat steve like that. to be fair, drunk words drunk words. 

what she forgot was that steve also experienced the same thing. maybe not the grief and loss that she felt, but it’s HIS house. he has to stare out at that pool every night and know that it’s a murder scene and a grave site. he may be processing his trauma by trying to forget and be a “normal kid.” and that’s fine. 

and to be SO clear: they didn’t technically break up. you could say that they did, or take that as your interpretation, but in my opinion they’re not broken up until they have a conversation explicitly discussing ending things. couples fight all of the time. it’s not uncommon to want a little space afterwards before apologizing/making up. 

so yes. nancy cheated. and she never thought about the consequences of her actions, especially regarding steve. imagine how he felt. in season 3, he admitted to being IN LOVE with her. and she called him bullshit and cheated on him. be so real, if this happened in real life, you wouldn’t be as kind as steve. he stayed friendly with BOTH nancy and jonathan, and continued to babysit their brothers. 

steve called himself a bad boyfriend, but did we ever see evidence of that? he was constantly wooing her and romancing her. like if she didn’t want that, she could have communicated that throughout the YEAR they were together. the only possible way that steve could be a bad boyfriend was regarding their difference in trauma response. which is not being Bad. it’s having different personalities and perspectives. so ??? just a gripe. 

SEASON 3…. so YEAH nancy is selfish. her and jonathan’s job at the hawkins post … like YES fight misogyny and feel infuriated because of your treatment. however, don’t strong-arm jonathan into supporting you when he NEEDS that job. unlike miss picket fence upper middle class nancy wheeler, the byers don’t have a lot of money. they’re living on a single income and jonathan works too. like he doesn’t have the ability to just drop the job. of course, he follows her in the end though. honestly, that only validates nancy’s perspective that she’s always right and her crusade for whatever is righteous. 

but she doesn’t care about collateral damage. she never took into account jonathan’s feelings. she never took into account the effect this could have on future jobs. employers DO check references sometimes fyi. (also i KNOW that it was due to a lot of misogyny, but irl new hires are often the company mule. like she could have tried to work her way up. she hasn’t even been working there that long, and she a high school student expects to be published within months?? just be a little realistic here) 

i honestly commend her because she’s bold and she’s brave. she makes a GREAT reporter. but she makes a bad friend and a bad girlfriend. from what i observe, she takes things for granted and gives too much credit to herself. these are just character flaws and that’s human to have flaws. it’s possible to be a good person and also do bad things. i actually like nancy a lot, but it has to be acknowledged that she rarely faces consequences for her actions, and has never been confronted with the fact that she constantly puts herself first with no regard for other people. 

just a quick note for season 4 bc this is getting SO long: when nancy told steve he “almost deserved” to get shot in the face. okay bitch. now i’m mad. bc? what did he do? and like. tbh WHO deserves to get shot in the face. i don’t care if it was supposed to be a flirty statement, it was SO out of pocket. 

it’s also clear that nancy takes credit for steve’s “transformation.” if i’m being honest, the only thing she really pushed him to do was to drop tommy and carol. STEVE made the decision to run back in to fight the demogorgon. STEVE made the decision to help dustin and fight the demo dogs. STEVE made the decision to stay behind to watch the kids while they stormed the lab. show me one instance where nancy influences his actions, and i’ll acknowledge it, but i just don’t see it. and i think she gives herself way too much credit. because she wasn’t there by his side working through it with him. she was dealing with her own problems (which is okay), but she can’t act like she completely transformed him and made him a heroic babysitter. think on that. 

into my thoughts on ro//nance: 

robin is steve’s best friend. she’s not JUST his best friend. he’s her platonic soulmate. when they were conceived, they were a being with four arms and four legs. but they were Too Cunt and Powerful so they had to be separated. they are literally two parts of one soul. 

now imagine: ur best friend admits he’s IN LOVE/HAS BEEN IN LOVE with his ex. and she broke his heart. that in itself already has me livid, but if i found out about the “bullshit” spiel, i would have to start throwing punches. 

i believe in season 4 that the reason why robin is so curious about nancy is because she wants to know what type of girl steve fell in love with. like what’s so appealing about nancy that she’s the only one he said he fell in love with? and i also believe she didn’t know about the cheating at this time because NO WAY would she have been nice to nancy if she knew. 

maybe you guys can forgive cheating, but i sure can’t. and especially when it happens to my best friend… it’s over. like sorry i treasure my best friend…. 

reiterating that nancy isn’t a bad person, but she just Doesn’t work with robin. putting aside robin’s opinions, nancy fucking hates her LMFAO. like she is So cold to robin out of? jealousy (a cheater is a cheater is a cheater). so it only really proves me right that nancy doesn’t actually care about the people she’s with. does she think that flirting with steve is okay after playing around with his heart before? has she ever taken into account the fact that steve may have been healing or emotionally unavailable? did she ever consider how steve felt after they broke up? 

robin did. and she’s ride or die. 

and a rebuttal to a post i’ve definitely seen before: yes, lesbians do tend to have a small dating pool which leads to a lot of friends dating exes. (i, a lesbian, have experience with this). HOWEVER, a cheater is different. because you have to acknowledge that a lot of lesbians stay friends with their exes. steve and nancy are AT BEST friendly in canon. if you would date someone who cheated on their friend, FULL OFFENSE, you’re not a good friend. that’s just a fact. 

you’re not only completely disregarding their experience, but you’re also forcing them to be in the same space as someone who betrayed them. and that’s more of a betrayal than the actual cheating imo. sorry but IN MY OPINION, i’d never want to be friends with anyone who ships ro//nance lol. it just shows me that you don’t care about your friends’ feelings like that. 

this is kind of a rant and totally nonsensical, but i have to yell about this bc i feel like it’s not even talked about. nancy is always characterized as a perfect girl, but she’s not. and that’s OKAY! but you can’t erase her history just to have two cute girls kiss. 

it’s also completely ignoring CANON love interests (vickie). which i get because she didn’t get a lot of screen time, but god can’t we find another alternative. 

and be honest: a lot of people ship ro//nance so that jonathan/argyle can get together too. or they act like it’s okay bc steddie get together and steve is happy now. 

THOUGH steve would approve of the relationship bc he’s a GOOD guy and KIND, i think that robin would have rejected it. she’d defend that man to the DEATH. 

so when you ship ro//nance, you’re erasing stobin. because robin would want someone who loves steve just as much as she does. someone who understands that he’s her soulmate and she can’t live without him. and nancy just isn’t that person. their history and nancy’s perception of steve just stand in the way of that kind of relationship. 

not to mention that steve and robin are One. like this is more conjecture but they are Literally the Same Person. and if steve wasn’t compatible with nancy, what makes you think that robin would be?  honestly, the whole concept of ro//nance just completely bamboozles me. i’m confused and i’m irritated. because it’s almost like none of you have actually had a REAL relationship. or YOU don’t care about other people’s feelings. nancy kin i guess. 

again again, my personal opinion. i choose not to consume ro//nance content, but somehow it keeps cropping up so i do have to put in my two cents. by all means, keep shipping and supporting them, but it would be nice if you read through this and thought about the characterization. 

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Robin having the biggest crush on Nancy, especially after seeing her with the sawed off shotgun, and not making any moves even after she comes out to her as bi. Because Robin knows that Nancy broke Steve’s heart and his trust. It was her that had to rebuild it and show him that he wasn’t a disappointment to everyone, that some people would stick around without hurting him or putting him down.

Even when Nancy starts flirting with her and Steve tells Robin to make her move. Even when ignoring Nancy’s advances means she will be the only single one in the group, Robin holds strong. The bro code wasn’t just made for straight dudes after all.

Robin would much rather third-wheel Steve and Eddie on all of their dates. Watch them get all ooey-gooey and mushy with each other until it makes her want to puke. She’d find the girl of her dreams eventually and it wouldn’t be a girl that hurt her other half. It wouldn’t be Vickie or Nancy but someone that would love Steve as much as she does. Until then, she would deal with the excess testosterone and boy smell just as long as she could see Steve and Eddie happy together. (And having her third-wheel with them kept them having fun and enjoying themselves too).

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i do think the things we get in canon for steve are great at telling us the kind of person he is. which in many ways is more important than knowing his parent’s names

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Steve and Eddie lay on the floor of Steve’s living room, staring at the ceiling fan as it moved on the lowest setting. They were both equally high, floating together like they were laying on clouds.

"Eddie?" Steve asked.

"Yeah?"

"Can I tell you something?" Steve asked.

"Anything, man," Eddie said.

"I like more than one thing," Steve said. "So much more."

"More than one thing of what?" Eddie asked.

"You know how some people like one thing and the opposite thing, but some people like one thing and the opposite thing," Steve said. "I like more than one thing, you know?"

"Like some people like Star Wars and some people like Star Trek, then there are people who say it's the same thing," Eddie said. "Which is bullshit. Some people like both of them, like me."

"You like Star Wars and Star Trek?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, problem?" Eddie asked.

"Nah, man, I'm friends with other nerds," Steve said. "I also like Star Trek and Star Wars. I also like basketball. I like so many things. Is that weird?"

"Nah, man. I don't have a problem with basketball, not anymore," Eddie said. "There's just so many things out there to like, you know. Gotta keep my mind open."

"I think there's a word for what we are. I just can't think of what is," Steve said. "My head is so foggy."

"Yeah, I think your ceiling fan just turned into a helicopter, man," Eddie said.

"Oh, man. I do not want a helicopter in my living room," Steve said.

"You're right. It is better that we're both sober," Vickie said.

Vickie and Robin were sitting on the couch, a bowl of popcorn between them.

"Told you, highly entertaining," Robin said. "Don't worry, once they sober, they'll remember that they're boyfriends and that this is the fifth time they're coming out to each other."

"Eddie?" Steve asked.

"Yeah?"

"Can I tell you something else?" Steve asked.

"Yeah."

"Like sometimes, I don't feel like a man. Sometimes, I feel like a woman, but other days, I also feel like a man, and like other days, I don't feel like a man or a woman," Steve said. "Is that crazy?"

"Nah."

"Okay. Okay. We are encroaching on a territory I didn't know existed," Robin said with wide eyes.

"What do we do? Do we pretend like we didn't hear that?" Vickie asked.

"I mean, I think so. I don't know," Robin said. "Yeah, I think so. He's got to be the one to come to us on his own with that like he came out as bisexual. So, yeah, I think we just forget."

The next morning. . .

Robin walked downstairs and into her friend's kitchen. He was standing at the counter, drinking coffee. Robin stared at him, her heart full of affection and love for her platonic soulmate.

"Good morning, Robin," Steve said.

"It certainly is, good that is," Robin said, her eyes filling with proud tears.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked.

Robin sobbed and threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.

"I love you, no matter what shape you come in," Robin said.

"Uh, okay?" Steve asked. "What the hell does that mean?"

"Like if you ever decided to become. . . Astronaut shaped, I think it would be cool. Stars are beautiful, you know, and it's a beautiful thing because we're all made of stardust. And if even if you didn't want to be an astronaut, it would still be beautiful stardust," Robin rambled.

"Robin. . .did you wait until this morning to smoke weed? Why didn't you smoke with us last night?" Steve asked.

"I wanted to see what you and Eddie talked about when you guys were high," Robin said.

"And?" He asked.

"So many wonderful things," Robin sniffled. "I'm so proud of you, and just so you know, I'll support whatever decision you make."

"What if I decide to shave all my hair off?" Steve asked.

"Even then, I'll still love you," Robin said.

"Even my eyebrows?"

"I still love you. . . Dingus."

Robin kissed his forehead and skipped back upstairs to Vickie, leaving Steve with the same wave of affection that hit her just moments ago.

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modern!au where steve gets really into one of the app games like block blast or flappy bird or even kim kardashian: hollywood and insists on calling himself a gamer (“i’m playing a game, i’m gaming, therefore i am a gamer”) much to the annoyance of everyone around him, but most especially dustin.

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Steve and Robin need to be closer in fic. They are peak platonic. That means Naked no longer has any connection to Sex for them. Just bodies. And since they are one person, of course they're weirdly close about body stuff too.

If Robin freaks out that her boobs look weird, Steve for sure ends up first, bringing Robin porno mags, and when that doesn't make Robin calm down, yes, she's tits out, demanding that he give her an impartial opinion. Steve goes camping with Dustin, somehow ends up with a tick in his pubes, can't see to get rid of it, and yes, of course he calls Robin for help. Of Course she shows up with tweezers and too much information about lyme disease. Robin finds out Steve as a set of moles that look like Orion next to is dick, and uses it as a nickname to remind him that she has his back through anything. Steve has absolutely talked Robin down from the brink because sex ed is garbage in America, and she thought all discharge meant she had an std or something.

Grossly close. That is what I want to see more of. No boundaries, no borders, and so platonic that any potential sexual undertones of what they're doing doesn't even occur to them.

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i think i’m in love with you.

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So we know Steve was built to be a dad, loves being a dad, etc. etc. we know it, Steve knows it, this isn’t new information.

Anyhoo, before becoming a parent, Steve had assumed his favorite moments with his children, the ones that really stuck out in his brain, would be the biggies – first words, first steps, first days of school, that kind of thing.

But then one day he comes home to find that Eddie had dressed their almost two-year-old daughter in one of Steve’s own t-shirts, and she’s stumbling over the hem of the shirt trailing on the ground, and her arms keep getting stuck in the sleeves, and the collar keeps slipping off her little shoulder, but she refuses to let either of them take it off because, as she keeps repeating, “‘dis Papa’s shirt!”

That is steve’s #1 moment.

A couple years later, Eddie adds a picture to his wallet that was taken in their bathroom. In it, Steve is wearing a t-shirt and plaid pajama pants and leaning over the sink while he shaves. On either side of him, their two oldest daughters are also “shaving” (swiping at shaving cream beards with de-bladed razor handles). They’re standing on chairs they dragged in from the dining room and each wearing one of Steve’s t-shirts that they are positively drowning in.

He maintains that it’s the best (pre-Hazel) picture he’s ever taken.