#barb lives

[piratefishmama]

For One Night Only | Part 3

“Steve?!”

“Nance!” The reunion was abrupt, two bodies colliding in the middle of the room amidst makeup artists and stylists in a tight hug that wound up with Steve being lifted off of the floor by little miss badass herself, Nancy Wheeler. “Jeez! Hitting the gym much?” He laughed as she set his whole 5’10 stocky mass back down on the carpet.

“Only on the weekends, running around after these idiots is great cardio, keeps me in tip top shape, what’re you doing here?”

“Munson needed a date to this fancy award thing, I got the invite, you know me, love being pampered and showered with attention. I thought you and Barb were in Cali with the Byers?” Even though she and Jonathan weren't dating anymore, both realising they found their best friends way more compatible with themselves than each other, they still had plenty of love for each other, enough to spend a week just getting baked on the beach together once every few months.

“That’s next month after the events season is up, still running ragged this month. These lot have got radio shows tomorrow afternoon and evening, and they’re invited to a premier next weekend for something that used one of their songs in the soundtrack, it’s… hectic. God it’s been…what—”

“Few years since face to face" they'd kept up the catch up phone calls though, their "babies first love" hadn't worked out but they made excellent friends. "You look good Nance…”

“I feel good… less stressed. Weirdly enough.” She didn’t have to deal with asshole bosses and sexism in the workplace, she just had to deal with nerds, and the nerds respected her. “Did Eddie tell you about the whole journalism thing?”

“That you finally told them to go suck several severely unwashed dicks? Not in those exact words but I’m proud of you Nance, I know it’s what you wanted to do but—”

“Sometimes we don’t know what we want until we’ve tried it and it sucks. Barb walked out with me flipping the whole office off, it was glorious.” She finished as he nodded, smiling brightly at the knowledge that Barb had stuck by her in that too, because of course she had, when had Barb ever not stuck by her? “So I see this whole thing is still working out nicely for you” She motioned to the entirety of him as he flourished his hands in a tadah motion. “You look good, it’s a good look on you, this job.” He got paid handsomely for doing something he genuinely enjoyed, he dressed well, he smelled good, he looked like he was worth a lot of money.

“Not to parrot you but, god Nance I feel good too, I’ve been seeing this funny old woman lately, she’s hilarious and her cookie recipe is to die for, if you ever get a moment, you should come with me one day she’ll talk your ear off about the most ridiculous shit.” He adored Gladys, she deserved the world, she was a welcome switch up to the occasional sexual hire he’d get, some people needed a damn good release, others needed to just talk to someone who’d listen.

He enjoyed both kinds of people.

“Okay so is someone going to explain what the hell Steve Harrington is doing in our room?” Gareth finally decided to break the baffled silence that’d fallen over the rest of the Corroded Coffin members as Nancy and Steve caught up like little old ladies meeting for a senior special at the local cafe.

“He’s my date!” Eddie chirped, tone dripping in smug with a grin to match. He’d parked his rear back into his own chair, allowing the stylists they hired to fuss a little more over his hair.

“No really.” Gareth deadpanned “What’s Steve Harrington doing in our room?”

“I just told you!” Eddie squawked indignantly, almost offended at how little Gareth believed in him. “I hired him, yes, but he’s still my date.”

Steve smiled and stepped forward in his defence though, “No he’s right… I am his date for the evening, and I really hope I can start fresh with you guys too, I know I wasn’t the best person in Hawkins, I don’t remember much of it, my memory isn’t great, but Eddie tells me I let some shit happen that I definitely should have put a stop to—” Tommy pushing Jeff into a locker, for example “so, i’m sorry for everything, I am, truly, I really hope you can forgive me.” The last thing he wanted was a tense night around the band.

He wanted to get along with them, not just for the sake of his job, but also because he actually was hitting it off with Eddie, he liked Eddie, Eddie was sweet, and prettier than he remembered any boy in Hawkins ever being.

That being said he really didn’t remember much.

“Okay so. It looks like Steve Harrington, it has Steve Harrington’s voice, and yet it says magical things that couldn’t possibly come from Steve Harringt-ow!” Eddie, thankfully the closest sat next to him, thumped Jeff in the arm “what the hell man?”

“We’re not dumb kids anymore, dude. Everyone’s grown here. Let’s keep the past where it belongs, yeah?”

“Would you say the same shit about Hargrove too?” Now Steve did remember Billy Hargrove, hard to forget a man like Hargrove, giant douchebag, hadn’t thought about him in years though, had no idea where he ended up and didn’t care to think about it. Just knew Nancy’s brother Mike was friends with the guys sister, Max.

Steve actually found himself frowning deeply at the idea that they associated the memory of high school him with Hargrove of all people.

“Ew no, but Steve never actually physically did anything to you, he just kinda… watched it happen, and he only did that once, sure it was still shitty but it ain’t the same and you know it ain’t the same.”

“Listen… I don’t expect forgiveness after a single apology out of nowhere, I didn’t reach out and I don’t even remember what happened, it’s all by sheer coincidence that I’m even here with the opportunity to apologise, but I do have a job to do here, and I intend to do it so I’d really appreciate it if we could at least put that past behind us for tonight, and if you want to hold a grudge, just save it for after the cameras finish rolling, okay? Not for my sake, but for your own. Do you really want the press to spin some bullshit Yoko story about how your front man is spending time with a guy you all hate? How it’s pulling you apart?”

The big one was the first to speak after that, Steve couldn’t remember his name either, but he knew it began with Fr… His brain supplied ‘Freak’ but that probably wasn’t it. “You know about Yoko?”

“I don’t live under a rock.”

“Nah just in a fancy penthouse apartment with a bitchy little Pomeranian and a walkin closet bigger than… than… uh— okay I was gonna say my apartment but I’m rich now so—” Eddie sniggered as Jeff floundered trying to be witty.

“First of all, I have a cat, her name is Mocha and she’s a queen” a severely pampered colourpoint ragdoll currently being fawned over by her usual cat sitters Robin and Vickie “and second this job requires a walk in closet bigger than some houses, do you think a rich client wants to see the same outfit twice? Man I have a whole section dedicated solely to lingerie.” Eddie nearly choked on his own saliva.

Steve in lingerie Steve in lingerie Steve in lingerie Steve in lingerie Steve in lingerie— shit he was still talking.

“Now, are we going to get our stories straight, or are we going to continue wasting time discussing my adolescent character flaws?”

Gareth finally piped up “Man, do you really have a whole closet section dedicated to lingerie?” And Steve just sighed.

[allyricas]

what if when eddie takes his last breath in the upside down, he wakes up in 1983 right before the events of season 1 start. none of the older party has any clue about the upside down yet, dustin and mike are in freaking middle school, and eddie really doesn't know all the details of what took place in 83.

will going missing would be common knowledge, as well as barb. eddie knows that will was stuck in the upside down as it gets mentioned several times in season 4. so eddie knows it starts with will's disappearance.

i've got no clue of what the actual plot should be, but imagine a frantic eddie trying to help even though he really had no idea of where to start. he'd be desperate enough to try and talk to nancy and steve. maybe he'd crash the party to try and talk to them, thus saving barb from her fate. maybe he could run into eleven first, helping her hide from the lab.

of course, dustin believes eddie. nancy and barb do as well after they narrowly escape the demogorgon in the woods while investigating. mike and lucas are willing to believe him if it means saving will. maybe eleven can sense that he's telling the truth or that something happened to him.

the possibilities are endless, but i love the idea of eddie getting thrown back in time and he's immediately like trying to warn everyone about vecna because he'd very much like for no one to get their bones snapped this go around.

would anyone believe him? would he think he's gone crazy? knowing about vecna that much earlier would change so much.

imagine eddie accidentally becomes besties with barb and then nancy too, which is a trio that should be strange as hell but somehow works so well. they're a real paranormal veronica mars vibe.

by interrupting the party, not only does barb not get taken by the demogorgan, nancy and steve don't have sex. they're relationship doesn't really go anywhere. jon never takes any inappropriate pictures. instead he gets caught snooping around steve's backyard after the party while looking for will. jonathon is visibly upset and frantic about will, which explains why he has the camera...he's trying to find any evidence of what happened.

steve already feeling bad about tommy and carol bullying jon, decides to help him search. they become best friends after steve drops his old friends in defense of jon. nancy and jon never fall in love either since she's busy with eddie and barb solving time travel related mysteries.

since eddie knows about the upside down, he distances himself from the corroded coffin guys. partly because he's busy trying to save the world and partly because he's terrified they'll get dragged into it. they're still friends but eddie spends most of his time with barb and nance, and by proxy steve and jonathan. steve is nothing like eddie expected and he falls fast. steve would be slower because he doesn't even realize he likes guys but he definitely falls harder. it has to be a dreadfully slow burn. like, first kiss post star court or mid vecna showdown slow.

the storyline would be similar in many ways but ultimately diverge pretty drastically as eddie continues to change the timeline.

[dauntlessdiva]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steve Harrington & Barbara "Barb" Holland, Jonathan Byers & Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers & Barbara "Barb" Holland Characters: Barbara "Barb" Holland, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers Additional Tags: Barbara "Barb" Holland Lives, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

It had all happened so fast.

This wasn't Eddie Munson standing on a cafeteria table, ranting about jocks and condemning conformity and the natural click-centric society of your average American high school. This was a missing persons case in the making. It was a girl disappearing into thin air in her crush's backyard. This was Barb's best friend vanishing like she'd never even been there.

One second Barb was standing awkwardly in the plaid monstrosity known as Steve Harrington's bedroom, and the next greeted her with the sound of Nancy screaming from somewhere in the backyard.

[hangon-silvergirl]

fallout tv series + text posts, what could go wrong?

[sylvanfreckles]

All Will Be Well

(Technically still An AU Where Cas Pops Up In Non Cas Episodes To Save The Day)

Chapter 1: Hollier and Jollier (Stranger Things S01E03)

...

"Nancy!"

Sobbing, shaking, eyes blurring with tears, Barb clung to the pool ladder and hauled herself up another rung. One minute she'd been sitting alone by Steve Harrington's pool while her best friend abandoned her to sleep with her boyfriend, the next she was in this strange, terrifying place.

Sounds rose up around her. Groans, clicking, the growl of unseen animals. Barb climbed higher, glasses somewhere behind her, hand finally reaching the concrete deck of the pool.

"Nancy!"

Her voice was little more than a broken sob to her own ears. Even if she'd been in the right place, not...not...here...she doubted Nancy would have heard her.

Or cared.

Maybe that wasn't fair, but with the terror of something stalking right behind her--something that had pulled her down into the pool and into this strange place (so much like the hell the preacher warned them about...was this because they'd been drinking? Were they dead?), she wasn't feeling much like being fair.

She'd reached the top of the ladder now. The world was a blur of darkness and shadows. Barb thought this was still the Harrington's house, but it was dark and overgrown. There had to be something. A door or a hole, something she could climb back through. Get to her world. Run home and never speak to Nancy again.

Something grabbed her foot. Barb let out a cry of mingled pain and terror, scrabbling for a handhold on the concrete. A crack, a vine...anything.

It hauled her back as she screamed. She caught the edge of the ladder, but her grip was already slipping. She was going to be pulled down, down, down.

She was going to die.

Something else caught her wrist, and she looked up to see a blurry silhouette of a man. His grip on her arm was strong and steady, and Barb could have sworn she felt some of that power coursing into her. She renewed her struggle against whatever have caught her legs, kicking and sobbing, and the man hooked a hand under her shoulder and hauled her away from the edge of the pool just as the world around them erupted into brilliant light.

Something screamed and chittered behind her, claws scratching against the broken tile of the empty pool.

"Not this one."

The man's voice was deep and resonant. It rang with command, shaking the foundations of the strange world around them. Barb clung to him as he pulled her to her feet, steadying her.

"It is not your time, Barbara Holland," the man said. His voice was gentler now, as he brushed the tips of his fingers across her forehead. Warmth and strength suffused her being, and she squinted up at him in bewilderment.

Questions twisted up in her mind, tangling together right behind her tongue. "W-what do we do now?"

The man's face was set in a grim expression, his bright blue eyes focusing on something behind her. "Run."

She half-turned, seeing a twisted, pale shape darting toward them through the racing shadows. "Oh my god..."

"Not quite."

The man shoved her behind him, bracing to confront the monster. He paused to look over his shoulder, holding her gaze for a moment. It was odd...the world around her was blurred without his glasses, but for some reason the man's face was clear as day. The blue eyes, unshaven scruff, face set in a determined scowl under a mop of dark hair.

"All will be well," he said, the words sending a new surge of strength into her. "Run."

...

(I mean, it's still a non-Castiel episode when it's in another fandom, right?)

[hgvhehehe]

some silly doodles with Diavolo and Barbatos, because I love Barbatos being Short™ and I find it very cute, especially the fact that Diavolo needs to lean over to show Barbatos something

[artiststarme]

Swimming Ground

Warning: mentions of su!cide

Steve hated his pool. Not swimming or lounging near water but the pool in his backyard in particular. He hated the reminders it held. The pool in the Harrington backyard held too much power over him.

He remembers when he was in the eighth grade and his parents decided to get the pool. He remembers how happy they were to be one of the only families in Hawkins with a new in ground pool that Steve could practice for the swim team in. They never could have imagined that just two weeks later, they’d find Steve floating in it. His mom looked out of the kitchen window to find her beautiful boy fully clothed, face down in the water. They didn’t love the pool so much after that.

They didn’t love their son too much after that either. To his parents, Steve had tried to take their precious boy away from them and they could never truly forgive him for being so selfish. They started taking more business trips and longer vacations away from home to forget about the son that wanted to die.

And Steve was left at home with the constant reminder that he failed.

He used the pool to make friends and to throw rambunctious parties but he never stepped foot in it. The first time he did since the eighth grade was with Nancy when he pushed her in. That was the night his pool took Barb. After that night, the kids thought his hesitation around his pool was because of guilt over losing Nancy’s best friend which he went with because it was so much easier to explain.

He’d throw them pool parties and play lifeguard but he would not touch the water.

Some nights, Robin would swing by to the Harrington house just to find Steve sitting at the pool’s edge. Close but never touching the water. She’d lure him inside to complain about girls or any other topic that helped distract her from the uneasy feeling she got when she saw him sitting there.

After their final bout with the Upside Down, Loch Nora was destroyed. Steve’s house was barely standing and his backyard was a chasm. The pool that had haunted him for years was gone but the thoughts that gave the pool such power remained. Steve didn’t know why he deserved to live more than Eddie and he wasn’t even sure he wanted to. As he thought about his fallen friend that could’ve been more, he yearned to feel the floating like he had in eighth grade. He wanted to feel his lungs burn for air and the fire in his chest when he finally breathed in.

But the pool was gone, he couldn’t do what he’d wanted to since he first tried and even though it was gone, the temptation remained. Instead of sinking into the chilly water, he slouched down next to the blazing chasm where his pool used to be. He felt the heat envelop his body and knew that it was the right decision. He was supposed to perish in the Upside Down as a martyr fighting for his friends. That didn’t work out though so now he had to pull the role of a coward and die a fiery, reasonless, self-imposed death alone.

He didn’t leave a note, didn’t think he needed to. His friends would care or they wouldn’t but nothing he said would make the situation better.

So, he closed his eyes and stepped into the void just as he’d done so long ago. There wasn’t peace or panic like there was the last time, just nothingness as he stepped into the crack in the earth.

Strangely, the afterlife wasn’t dark as he’d expected (but to be fair, he hadn’t thought about it much). Instead, it looked exactly like the Upside Down almost as if the chasm wasn’t a portal to hell but a gate to the alternate Hawkins.

When Steve sat up, still alive despite his efforts, it was face to face with Eddie. A bloody and scarred Eddie that looked a little pissed off but Eddie nonetheless.

“Well hello Harrington, what the fuck are you doing here?”

Goddammit, the swimming excuse wasn’t going to work this time.

[thedolsideblog]

You are in the rear courtyard behind the school. Some of the students are running around and playing, as the facilities stay open for a couple of hours.

Blythe is there, sitting on one of the tree stumps. He seems to be thinking about something.

(1) Approach him

You walk towards Blythe and make your presence known. This seems to break him out of his train of thought, but his eyes light up when he realizes it's just you. He pats his thighs as an invitation to sit on his lap.

(1) Sit on his lap | ++ Love | + Lust | + Devotion <<

(2) Sit next to him instead | + Love

You sit down on his lap, making yourself comfortable. Blythe pulls you closer, leaning his head on your shoulder while one of his hands settles on your hips while the other openly gropes your thighs. He seems content like this, but he seems distracted at the same time. You wonder what's he's thinking about.

(1) Ask him

"You had a long look on your face," you say. "What's wrong? you can tell me."

Blythe shifts a little bit, but he doesn't stop his touch. ".......It's nothing serious. It's.....a bit silly, actually. " He turns his head to look at you. "I was wondering, do you want to go to my place?"

You don't see any reason to refuse. "Sure." You say, about to climb off Blythe's lap, but he stops you. "No need. It's not far. I'll....just carry you, if that's okay."

(1) Let him carry you | Promiscuity 2 | +++ Devotion <<

(2) Insist on walking

"If you don't mind- whoa!" You exclaim, as Blythe easily moves you into a bridal carry position. He moves from the rear courtyard to the front with no difficulty, as if you weigh nothing to him. Several students who are still around the school area stare at you, with some wolf whistling while others look with jealousy. It's a bit embarrassing, but there's a small swell of pride that blooms within you knowing that Blythe offered himself to carry you like this. He seems to be quite happy too.

(1) Next

As Blythe walks, he navigates through High Street to Barb Street. He keeps up a brisk pace. You think that Blythe was exaggerating when he said his place isn't far, but you wonder if he feels that way because of how fast he goes when he walks. It's a wonder that he isn't tired of carrying you.

Eventually, the two of you reach a flat building. He walks up the stairs to reach the second floor and finally puts you down to get his keys. He seems apologetic about it, as if it's disappointing that he isn't able to open his flat while carrying you.

He opens the door, and he lets you step inside first. The interior isn't big, but it isn't small either. It's mostly clean, with only the occasional dust or paper strewn about. There's a kitchen with a small countertop, a living room with a sofa, a table, and a small tv. You see two other doors which you assume leads to the bedroom and bathroom. Blythe gets in after you, closing the door and leads you to sit down with him on the sofa.

"It's not much." He says, dusting off the sofa. "But I really wanted you to come here. Seeing you here is....." Blythe trails off, a small blush forming on his face.

"Anyways," He grasps your hand, urging you to open your palm. He gives you a key. "The real reason why I wanted to bring you here is to give you this. It's a spare key to my flat. You're welcome to use this place anytime, even if I'm not here."

"Really? are you sure?" You ask, suddenly feeling the weight of responsibility on your hand. Blythe nods. "Really. I'd be a horrible boyfriend if I don't." He pushes your fingers to make a fist, solidifying the gift. "All that I have...is yours."

You unlocked Blythe's flat! What is his is yours after all. You're free to come at any time.

[coffinkissez]

bright as the morning / as soft as the rain

[gavalaa]

7/? Of my Genshin redesign, Barbara Pegg! You can find the rest on my account <3

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I dropped the nun theme and made her a devout follower of the church who is a bard and idol, who expresses her love for mondstat through creative freedom and music. She’s a community leader and sets up a lot of social projects and loves to write music. I hope you like the design! I love how it came out!! <3

[findafight]

The urge to write an S1 au where Steve is pursuing Barb instead of Nancy and Barb is like this fuckin guy but is, admittedly, charmed by his goofiness he only seems to show when they're alone or with just Nancy and/or Tommy/Carol. And she does like him, quite a bit. She plays it coy but Nancy is there giving her side eyes like girrrllll you just made out with school heartthrob, little bit of a slut, Steve Harrington? He's giving you dopey smiles in the hall?? Was that a flirty little finger wave I saw? And Barb is going shut up Nancy it's not like me to go around making out with boys or whatever he's just cute and kind okay he's bitchy too tho it's fun to flirt I guess and Nancy is like you are also bitchy? Seems like a good match to meeee? And Barb is like FINE okay we made out under the bleachers and I touched his butt. It was so much fun.

And the hangout happens etc but Nancy is like okayyy baaaarb I'm gonna ;) head out now ;) you okay here? And Barb is like Nancy for the love of fuck I am going to make out with him and he might even take his shirt off I will call you when I get home but Nancy goes it might be a bit late to call...maybe try in the morning;) and Barb kinda wants to die a little bit because her best friend is sorta living vicariously through her and it's embarrassing to have a crush but also. It's fun and exciting to have a sort of boyfriend who's clearly super into you but also backs off when you tell him to and lets your intense best friend come to what you are realizing may have been a casual double date, so she waves to Nancy and heads upstairs.

They sleep together and it's nice and she even got him to help her take her bra off while she felt him up under his shirt and she's pretty proud of how smooth she was. But she does have to go home, so she nudges him awake and he kisses her again and she tells him she's heading home but is also stealing his sweatshirt. He gives her a lazy smile and asks if he's picking her up for school tomorrow and she's like nu uh I'll see you AT school bucko. And he gives her a little pout but says goodnight and she starts walking the few blocks to her car.

She never makes it.

The next day at school Nancy is like Steve. Where is Barb. And he's like Nancy. Where is Barb. And both go ???? WHERE IS BARB!!

Cue them both kinda freaking out, and then finding out Jonathan took pictures of the backyard and had at some point looped around and taken a picture of Barb fiddling with her Keys with Something in the background. Steve still smashed his camera because what the fuck Jonathan, the picture he took was like. Ten seconds before her bra came off? But now they're all stuck together because they've gotta find Barb and Will.

Idk what else I just think Steve/Barb is an under used ship but it's cute.

[fiestylittlebeetle]

more character asks thing... Ben himself

favorite thing about them: his altruism. Especially in the OG honestly. Like he was 10 but seeing shit in other people some adults couldn't see. Yeah he was selfish and bratty, but he is genuinely a good kid. And they did try to keep that up about him, and mostly succeeded, but you can see later how the opinions of adults in his life warped him just a bit.

least favorite thing about them: I don't like how he treated Julie. Or how he just swoons for any love interest thrown his way. He's not cruel or mean, but kind of indifferent sometimes. I don't think it makes him a bad person, but he WAS kind of an ass.

favorite line: I don't have one but I am always thinking about the one and only time he called out azmuth in trouble helix, and the fact he was the only one who says it

brOTP: hard tie between Him and Rook, or Kevin

OTP: I don't have a strong opinion on any ship, personally I think dating is hard for him in general. I do ship benrook tho

nOTP: bwen.

random headcanon: Ben has lots of scars, especially from from the alien force arch when he started taking damage that transferred from his transformation to his human form. He especially has massive scaring around the Omnitrix itself from transforming often

unpopular opinion: Ben is flawed and I love his flaws and ignoring his flaws to paint him as an unproblematic pure good angel boy who could do no wrong does him a disservice as a dynamic character. He's selfish and a shithead sometimes, and I think it's an interesting and fun contrast to the fact that he genuinely does love saving people, and frequently has risked dying for them.

song i associate with them: Get your Wish by Porter Robinson

favorite picture of them:

This one but only because of the context

[thesilicontribesman]

Mesolithic Carved Antler Barbed Points for Hunting, 11,000 years old, 'Star Carr: Life After The Ice' Exhibition, The Yorkshire Museum, York

Over 200 barbed points were found at the Star Carr Mesolithic Site.

[rocksibblingsau]

Isn’t Barb technically the capitalism? She is the queen of the rock tribe

Barb's position as queen is a paradox that they don't like to talk about, but as we've learned in Trollstopia, Rock Trolls don't like being ordered around. They listen to Barb because they respect her and generally either agree or don't care about her orders. The second Riff is convinced by Poppy he speaks up, so I imagine in World Tour she didn't just order them to do the world tour, she convinced them it was a good idea.

[ridaine]

Like Father Like Daughter

[emily-mooon]

Photocheer fic idea I’m writing here so I don’t forget!

Jonathan and Fred are tasked with making a feature for the school’s paper about the cheer team and in the process, Jonathan develops a bit of a crush on Chrissy and vice versa

This is either going to be pre canon or in a no upside down au I haven’t decided yet