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dxnyarya · 2 years
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maya hawke when she’s offered a netflix role playing an outcast lesbian who befriends the popular kid that fell from grace and they end up being fucked up soulmates
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stevesbipanic · 1 year
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Steve's only 25 when it all catches up to him.
It starts off small, things people wouldn't even be able to tell is an early sign of something wrong. Misplacing keys, forgetting which day he has his shifts, what time he's supposed to get Robin. Robin notices though.
Robin knows Steve always keeps his keys on the hook next to Eddie's by the front door, that's where he always finds them, he's not misplacing the keys, he's forgetting the hook exists.
Robin knows Steve has the same shifts every week, they never change because they line up with Eddie's at the record store nearby. Robin knows Steve isn't forgetting what time he's supposed to pick Robin up, he's forgetting Robin moved away a few months ago after she graduated college.
Robin keeps noticing when the kids start calling her because the little things are becoming big things.
Robin notices when Dustin calls and tells her Steve thought he and Suzie were back together, "Like how crazy is that we broke up two years ago, I don't think I've even mentioned her lately."
Robin notices when Lucas calls and tells her Steve asked when his next game was, "The season ended months ago, he came to the finals."
Robin notices when Max calls and whispers softly, "He asked to take me to the skatepark, Robin, I told him I had to help mum. He's forgotten I'm blind Robin."
Robin wished she'd noticed sooner, maybe years ago when Steve was getting knocked around a lot. She wished she'd screamed in the face of those Russians to take her instead. She wished a lot of things when Eddie called her.
"He's in hospital, Birdie, he collapsed at work."
Robin is back in Chicago for the first time since she graduated. She wished she'd visited sooner.
"Do you think the feds are gonna let me go soon, Robbie? I mean it usually doesn't take this long for them to bring me the NDAs."
Robin hopes Steve doesn't notice her eyes going glossy as she runs her fingers through his hair, "Don't worry Stevie, I'm sure they'll be in soon, Dusty is probs just arguing over something in his."
"At least he isn't having to explain he raised a demodog. Did I ever tell you about that Robbie?"
Robin smiles softly, "Yeah but tell me again, don't want to forget any of it."
Eddie gives Robin the gist of what the doctors said, Eddie didn't understand much, a lot of technical words and shit. Too many concussions, more than they knew about most likely. They say it'll probably get worse with no timeframe of how quickly it'll happen, there might be good days, there will be a lot of bad days.
The first bad day comes a week later. Steve barely remembers Eddie, trapped in a time when Eddie was just the kids DM. Eddie sobs in the corridor in Robin's arms. The next day it's like nothing happened and Steve gets discharged. They tell Steve, this time Eddie is the one to comfort him.
"I don't want to forget you Eds."
"It's okay if you do, sweetheart, I'll still be here."
It's Robins idea to start writing everything down. Eddie, Nancy and the kids all help. Filling journals upon journals of stories and pictures of Steve's life to help on the bad days. Steve has to quit his job, Robin moves back to Chicago, they make it work.
On bad days depending on how far back Steve is Dustin or Robin or Eddie will read through the books with him, filling in the gaps of what he needs. On the worst days, Eddie leaves the pile of journals on the bed with a note and waits downstairs to see if Steve will join him later.
They make it work for a few years. Steve celebrates his 30th birthday with perfect clarity. He writes himself an entry in the journal next to a big group picture with Steve and Eddie's matching rings showing.
That July, over a decade since Starcourt, Steve is in hospital again. He'd collapsed at breakfast. Eddie had thought it was going to be one of their good days, Steve had woken up fine, all his memories in tact if a little fuzzy. He'd made them coffee and giggled at Eddie's singing while he made them eggs and just like that it all came crashing down.
Steve's brain is shutting down. They don't know if he'll make it past Christmas. There's more bad days after that. More days with books left on the bed. Most days Steve doesn't even come downstairs. On the good days, Eddie always calls off work. He'd rather be fired than miss a single second of Steve smiling at him like he does, so full of love.
They have Christmas, the whole family comes, they have to bring every chair from around the house and squish in around the table just to fit but it's perfect. Steve sits between Robin and Eddie, face bright and full of love and life. Everyone gives him the tightest hug as the night closes, all lingering, afraid of letting go.
"I love you, dingus."
"I love you too, Robbie."
Later, upstairs in their room, Steve and Eddie go through all the journals, laughing softly at each little note the kids have left. Steve writes his little journal entry, a tradition of good days, and curls into Eddie's arm whispering soft loving words to each other before falling asleep.
Steve never wakes up.
The funeral happens shortly after, all of the family is still in town. Robin holds Eddie afterwards as they go through the journals together. When they get to the last page, they struggle not to smudge the ink with their tears.
Dear Eds and Robbie,
I don't know how many more good days I'm going to get so I'm leaving this here for you now. I love you both so much, you're equally my soulmates and I want you two to look after each other while I'm gone.
Robs, go travelling with Nancy, ok? Thank you for looking after me all these years but it's time for you to go look after yourself. Go see the world for me, tell me all about it wherever I am when you get back.
Eddie, I'm sorry we didn't get as much time as we hoped, I hope you know that even just a day with you has been worth a lifetime with anyone else. Go follow your dreams, write music, perform, show the world how amazing I know you are. I give you full permission to fall in love with whoever you meet along the way, I don't want either of you guys to be alone.
Thank you for giving me a life worth remembering.
Your Dingus,
Stevie
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yendts · 2 years
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spoilers for vol 2✌️
some stranger things characters but as cursed photos lol
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 7 months
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No thoughts, just Eddie and Robin standing on either side of Steve to make sure he doesn't get another concussion after he bonked his head on a cabinet door. They basically sheepdog him away from anything dangerous.
Steve: Please, for the love of God, stop it!
Eddie: You said you didn't want to wear the helmet! It's either this, wear the helmet or nothing!
Steve: Nothing! Just go about your day!
Later that night. . .
Steve sighed as he lay in the middle of his own bed. He was stuck between two human heaters, and as annoying as it is, he was happy that he had people to care for him. He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep when he felt a hand on his forehead.
Robin: Oh my God! He's burning up! What's that a sign of?
Eddie: Shit, Buckley, I don't know.
Robin: Should we take him to the hospital?
Eddie: I don't think so. Speaking of. . .why am I not his emergency contact yet instead of you? Hmm, Buckley?
Robin: Because platonic soulmate ranks above boytoy!
Eddie: Boytoy? Boytoy?!
Steve: *his eyes flying open* I'm burning up because I am stuck between two hyperchondriacs who are only hyperchondriacs with me and who give off so much body heat that it's making me sweat!
Eddie: *smirk* So, what you're saying is that I'm hot?
Steve: *screams*
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sspiderj · 2 years
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Dustin: quick, the floor is lava! 
Nancy: *helps Robin get onto the counter* 
Eddie: *kicks Steve off the couch*
Dustin: as you can see here, there are two types of couples
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thewistlingbadger · 1 year
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Eddie: baby girl-
Robin: baby WHO?
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i-watch-the-beees · 10 months
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ronance at da library
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thelastwalkingsoul · 2 months
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Me? Posting? What a miracle! Enjoy my little Stobin Month contribution :) Stobin Month Day 1: Summer
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Steve shifts in the grass, basking in the warmth against his face. Summer is in full swing, and he and Robin are fully enjoying the heat.
These warm months are their time. Hours upon hours just for them. It’s an unspoken rule, written in the margins of their friendship in invisible ink.
Ever since those days. Those godawful few days.
Two teenagers drowning in terror and left alone with nothing but each other and the sharp undeniable truth that neither of them were making it out alive.
Something happened that night between them, cold and hurt in an underground bunker. Something warm and powerful. An unbreakable bond formed its roots in fear and grew. Fed by love and trauma and laughter and pain.
That summer changed them both. For good and for worse.
So summer is theirs. It’s Steve’s, it’s Robins. It’s SteveandRobin's. They refuse to let it change them any further.
A warm palm finds his and squeezes. Steve smiles as he squeezes back. They joke that Robin is more in tune with his emotions than he is, but Steve sometimes thinks it’s true. She understands Steve’s every quirk, every tiny little habit.
She means the world to Steve. He can’t even describe his love for her. Though he's sure she could ramble out enough words for both of them.
“Whatcha thinking about, Dingus?”
Robin’s watching him, her smile brighter than the sun above. The fierce rays have darkened the freckles that dot her face and shoulders. She looks so at home, spread out and lounging in the grass. Like a summer angel, he thinks.
“You,” he answers honestly.
“Oh yay,” she says, deadpan. “How lucky am I?”
“So lucky. Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position right now?”
“Ugh, Steve!”
He laughs. Warm with the sun and her unconditional love, Steve’s more relaxed than he’s been in a long while.
Summer is theirs.
And nothing can take that away from them.
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sweepy-stringbean · 8 months
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Have the ronance wip that's been sitting for months.
(A lineart exists but holding onto that for a while)
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gay-little-bitch · 1 year
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I was bored…
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ghosttotheparty · 1 year
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just occurred to me that nancy must have styled robins hair when they went to see creel bc robins hair is all nicely curled and has a beaded clip in it and i cannot stop thinking about the fucking tension
edit: here’s the fic
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briesidonielarsons · 2 years
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ROBIN BUCKLEY & NANCY WHEELER STRANGER THINGS SEASON 4 (2022)
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stevesbipanic · 1 year
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Imagine if Dustin didn't tell Wayne that Eddie was gone and weeks later Steve and Robin have to watch helplessly as Wayne tapes another missing poster outside family video.
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yendts · 2 years
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still on that buckingham and steddie agenda
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sebbianas · 1 year
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au where nancy is a bartender and robin is her regular costumer who rants to nancy after her dates because ever since steve got together with eddie he keeps setting robin up with every girl he thinks is perfect for her.
nancy, who gives robin free drinks, is secretly taking note of the dates robin liked and didnt so she’ll be able to plan the perfect date for when she finally ask her out.
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dxnyarya · 2 years
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Stoncy Week 2022 Day 5 July 28th: “Do you trust me?”
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