#chrissy/robin

[419jhat]

Princess AU for my favorite Stranger Things femslash ship

[achilleanenjolras]

Stranger Things Kinktober Day 29: Feather

Hey, remember when I literally completely forgot to promote my kinktober story even though I've been working on it for 29 days? Me too.

Today's pairing: Robin/Chrissy

Prompt: Feather

[angelynmoon]

Steddie au corpse bride(guess who rewatched this movie)

Eddie, new money, was set to wed Chrissy Cunningham to bring her family back to high standing.

Steve, when he was a young boy, fell in love with a boy who promised him that he'd take him away from his family and expectations and give him a life of adventure, but that they'd need a way to fund it. (Billy)

Billy kills Steve and buries him in an unmarked grave, where many years later Eddie is practicing his vows and ends up married to dead Steve.

As Eddie gets to know his corpse husband he learns a few things about himself, some of it confusing, is he a necrophiliac if he falls in love with his dead husband?

Anyway he goes back to talk to Chrissy and to explain because they were secret friends, the only reason they are alright with marrying one another is because Eddie is gay and Chrissy is a lesbian, they knew their marriage would be platonic.

Steve, obviously get a little jealous and takes Eddie back to deadland before Chrissy can ask if they can really be married because ''till death doth part us' and Steve is already dead.

So Chrissy goes to the priest(jason) of the villiage to ask and gets double damned because gay and dead so Chrissy's parents think it's best to get her married immediatly to the nearest 'noble' who coincidently is Billy.

Things progress to Eddie and Steve getting married in the land of the living but Steve sees Chrissy and tries to be a good person and let Eddie go to be with Chrissy who he thinks Eddie loves.

Billy reveals Chrissy is his wife and Steve reveals that Billy killed him and Eddie has a sword fight with him, and Steve steps infront of Eddie, and Billy has his little villian speech, drinks the poison and the deadcrew takes him to deadland for the revenge for Steve.

Steve turns to Eddie to tell Eddie he can be with Chrissy, only to discover that the sword went right through Steve and through Eddie too.

So Eddie dies and he and Steve live a happy dead life together.

And Steve tells Chrissy where he buried his family jewels and money, because as in love with Billy as he was, he wasn't stupid enough to bring his money with him before the got as married as they could.

So Chrissy goes on the adventures and gets away from her family, with Wayne going with as a chaperone/guardian, along the way they meet a girl named Robin who becomes her lady in waiting but is actually her lover, and Chrissy's excuse for never marrying is that the love of her life died protecting her from a murderer, and only she, Wayne and eventually Robin know that Eddie is happy living his best undead life with the man he fell in love with, the one he died to be with.

[chronicpainstevetruther]

AU where Chrissy is constantly visiting family video and slowly makes friends with Stobin. She breaks up with Jason over winter break and goes to tell them, only Robin is off work for a family event. She seems super nervous and Steve thinks she might be into him and decides to let her down easy. He would never date his best friend's crush and he thinks of Chrissy as a friend anyways. But Chrissy is like, "No I'm not into you, Steve.... I do like someone though." And he clues in immediately to her crush on Robin and she comes out as bisexual to him. Cue shenanigans as Steve tries to get them together without outing either of them and Chrissy tries to make new friends with the band and theatre nerds at school after being ostracized by the jocks.

[zerokrox-blog]

[Puts head on the other’s shoulder]

“What are you doing up? Come to bed.”

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.”

You choose the ships!

I decided to put two of the prompts together with one ship and the third one with a different ship.

Prompt 1 +2

“What are you doing up?  Come to bed.” + Puts head on the other’s shoulder Chrissy/Robin

Chrissy was having a good day. There was a thick layer of snow on the ground. She was bundled up in a warm coat and wearing a cozy hand-knitted scarf her girlfriend Robin had made for her on their anniversary. She smiled as she buried her face deeper into its soft fluffy warmth. She hummed as she walked through the snow. She was heading home after a long shift at the restaurant she worked at while she was in school. Chrissy was carrying home takeout as Robin hadn’t been feeling so good this morning, she had woken up earlier in the day with an intense stomach ache and headache. So Chrissy brought her home some hot veggie-soup with warm freshly baked bread from the local bakery. 

She continued humming as she walked up the narrow road towards the home they shared. She walked up the path and entered their cozy home. She saw Robin on their couch in the other room which made her pause because Robin had told her she was going to sleep on their bed upstairs. 

Robin shifted and let out a small sound as she sat up. Chrissy moved in closer to her after taking off her shoes, coat and sweater. Robin rubbed her eyes and looked at her quietly. There was a look of confusion on her face.   

“I’m home baby.” she kept her voice low, “what are you doing up, darling? I thought you’d be in our bed? Did something wake you up?”

Robin nodded, still sleepy. “I missed you. And I can’t sleep without you next to me.” 

Chrissy turned red, her heart warmed. She settled beside her girlfriend, her Robin and pulled her close.

She sucked in a deep breath and Robin rested her head on Chrissy’s shoulder, eyes slowly falling shut. Chrissy pressed a small kiss to her head, “sleep baby. I brought home soup and bread for when you’re ready. I’ll warm them up for you ok?” 

Robin nodded, eyes falling completely shut. She would rest for now and at some point later she would wake up hungry, ready to eat. But for now she was warm and tired. Chrissy was holding her close so she slept on.

Prompt 3

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.” Chrissy/Eddie/Steve

It had been a rough few nights. Eddie was in Chicago with the band. They had some gigs there. Chrissy was in Boston visiting family, and Steve was home, alone. He worked long days so he’d be exhausted enough to crash without overthinking and actually sleep. But he couldn’t. The three of them had conference calls nightly to catch up, But right now Steve wanted to scream. He was overtired but his nightmares mixed with the silence was not a fun combination. 

On Friday night a full week without his partners, Steve was at his wits end. He kept shifting in their big empty bed. The pillows that Chrissy and Eddie used didn’t really smell like their shampoo anymore. And the blankets felt too hot but also not quite hot enough and he was too cold if he took it off, so after tossing and turning for several long hours he gave up. 

He got up, slipped on a shirt from Eddie and a pair of shorts from Chrissy and stumbled into the main room where he flicked on the TV. He went into the kitchen to make himself a hot cocoa. Once that was done he went to the couch and settled down curling up using a soft blue blanket. He slipped it slowly watching the cheesy comedy sketch playing on TV, keeping it on low hoping he’d sleep. 

So he dozed, the Tv actually covered up the sound of the front door opening, but it didn’t cover up the voices coming from the front hall. Immediately he felt his body relax. 

Chrissy and Eddie stepped into the main room, spying Steve blearily looking at them. 

“Hi baby love.” Chrissy kept her tone low. 

“Hi.” he breathed. “you’re home?” 

Eddie nodded and moved closer. “Why are you here honey boy. Is there a problem with our bed?” 

Steve shook his head and mumbled out, “not safe without. But now you’re both home. I already feel sleepier. Are you going to sleep?” 

Both of them nodded. Steve held out his arms and Chrissy laughed warmly. Eddie pulled Steve into his arms. “Sleep love, we have you and we are home, sweetheart.”

Steve nodded and tucked his face into Eddie’s neck but not before both of them heard him say, “I just feel calmer. When I’m with you. Keep me safe. I will keep you safe and both of you are home.”

Eddie and Chrissy caught each other’s eyes. Their boy was precious to them both and the fact he felt safe enough to tell them how he was feeling. Well…it just meant they’d have to keep it going. He deserved the best and they were more than happy to help him feel safer and calmer.

ask me things!

[mispatchedgreens]

portrait of a robin on fire. or sth

(the digital art thing is going well)

[stevesjockstrap]

👀👀 okayokay might be a bit of a challenge bUT chrissy/robin + 1?

Chrissy/Robin + things you said at 1am

By one o’clock in the morning most of their classmates had passed out at the lock-in. Robin didn’t sleep well most nights anyways but she especially couldn’t wind down sleeping in their school’s gymnasium with a bunch of other people.

Heading towards the bathroom, she heard urgent whispers.

“No, Jason. C’mon, we’re supposed to be in the gym.”

Robin rounded the corner in time to see him block Chrissy from walking down the hall and push her against the wall.

“Hey, she said no,” Robin called, thankfully sounding more brave than she felt. The pair stared at her. “Uh, hey, can you show me where the girl’s bathroom down here is?”

Chrissy immediately nodded at her, and thankfully Jason allowed her to sidestep him. “Oh! Yes! It’s hard to find since the sign got knocked off. It’s this way.”

In the bathroom, they both eyed each other, unsure if either of them would mention what Robin had interrupted. She wasn’t sure if she would try to cover for him.

“Having a good night?” She chewed on her thumbnail nervously.

Chrissy shrugged, ducking her head. “My friends bailed. I wouldn’t have come if I knew they weren’t going to be here. He- um, Jason, he’ll usually knock it off sooner if I’m with someone.”

“He seems like a lot,” she said.

Chrissy laughed, making the bathroom seem brighter. “He is so much.”

“You can, uh, I mean, if you want, we can hang out. Keep him at bay for a bit.”

“Really?” Robin had to do a double take to make sure Chrissy was looking at her, speaking to her with that amount of enthusiasm.

“Y-yeah, it’s fine.”

“Thanks. It’s Robin, right? I’m Chrissy,” she beamed at her. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a crap night after all.

[home-and-having-tea]

GOOD NEWS. Buckingham chapter 4 is almost done!

BAD NEWS. Its like 10K on its own.

[cheer-nympho]

Imagine Eddie and Chrissy accidentally running into each other while spying on scoops,

Eddie sat on a bench behind a shrubbery looking through but he spots Chrissy doing the same across the court- they stare at each other for what feels like the longest few seconds of all time, shocked and baffled, before Eddie ducks and stealth runs to her bench,

Just sitting next to her and loudly whispering “What are you doing?!”

“What am I doing? What are you doing!”

“Well, I was just..-“ They hear a giggle from scoops and both duck under the plant and look through the gaps again. Immediately they turn back on each other with their fingers raised “You’re spying!” They both whisper at the same time before looking around to check no one heard,

Eddie puts his arm around her to duck her down away from the stores view and from anyone looking over- because their duo is bound to turn heads even without the whole hiding in foliage thing.

“Okay okay, we’re both spying on scoops. Now I’m sure neither of us are here for the overpriced sundaes, so what are you looking at PomPom?”

“PomPom?”

“Codename, keep up.”

“I’ll tell you if you tell me.”

“Well I’ll tell you if you tell me…”

“Well I’ll…Eddie this is silly!”

“Okay fine! So we’re both spying on scoops. Neither of us are here with our friends…we’re being secretive instead of just going in…we’re both 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 why we’re here. Chrissy, U think we’re here for similar reasons, I think there’s a reason we don’t wanna tell each other.”

“But what if- What if it not the same reason? What if you…freak out or get spooked?”

“How about this, if I promise not to be annoyed by what you say- you promise the same back?” She looks around the food court a few times before looking back at him determined and nodding.

“Okay, 3, 2, 1”

Then at the same time…

“I was spying on Robin!” / “I was checking out Steve!”

Followed by

“The hair Harrington?!” / “From band?!”

Chrissy levels him with an unimpressed look, to which Eddie sheepishly removes his arm from hers. “Okay fair, mine is weirder.”

Cut to Eddie having a clever (read: incredibly dumb) plan of going in together so they can talk to Robin and Steve without ‘arousing suspicion’ Chrissy finds herself full of new confidence so doesn’t feel like pointing out that it was more subtle if they just went in alone.

[narelyy]

The "fuck the athletes" bf

The "please do" bf

[undreaming-fanfiction]

What if Steve is a famous model and Eddie is a rockstar, both still pretty down to earth that they move around without bodyguards...

They bump into each other at a corner, and literally bump into each other - Steve somehow lost his contact lenses and he's half-blind without them, his agent Robin is traveling, he'd rather lose both of his eyes than to call his parents, and so he's trying to get to a pharmacy/optometrist/somewhere else just based on memory and touch.

Eddie is walking, not paying much attention and listening to music, when he's knocked back by a very apologetic squinting guy who might as well be very pretty, if he looked straight at Eddie - which is very much not possible, as Steve later explains, Eddie is a very blurry blob to him, although a very kind blob. Also a really nice sounding blob.

When Eddie collects his things and his heart off the streetwalk, he offers to walk Steve to the pharmacy. After asking if it's okay, he offers Steve his arm and leads him carefully to his destination. Steve is still mostly staring at the ground, trying to fight blurry nausea, so Eddie doesn't really know what he looks like, except that his hair is magnificent.

They reach the pharmacy, Steve is so thankful that he wants to invite Eddie for coffee, but before he can do that, Eddie receives an urgent call from his agent and needs to leave.

They both - not without a tinge sadness - think they won't see each other again.

Except the next day there's a wave of tabloid headlines: "CORRODED COFFIN'S EDDIE MUNSON FINALLY SETTLES DOWN?! THE ROCKSTAR SEEN WITH REDKEN'S MODEL STEVE HARRINGTON!" and there are pictures of Steve and Eddie, side by side, and it really looks like a romantic walk rather than what it was.

When Eddie's agent Chrissy calls, half-amused, half-concerned, Eddie stops her with a single sentence: "Can you get me his number?!"

Chrissy snorts in the phone. "Give me an hour."

It takes her 33 minutes in total, and she secures a date with Robin for herself as a bonus.

And as for Eddie? He opens his message with "Hey Steve, how come you never told me it was a date? I would have brought flowers!" and gets an immediate response of "You would have, huh? Then bring some today at seven, the pizzeria next to the pharmacy. I like sunflowers. See you there, Eddie. And this time, I mean really see you."

The "see you" jokes stay with them for the rest of their lives.

[steddiealltheway]

Thinking of a No Upside Down AU a few years down the line when Steve and Robin are looking for jobs together. Only, Robin breaks their unspoken rule and gets her own individual job as a personal assistant for singer Chrissy Cunningham.

While Steve bitches and complains about it, Robin manages to secure him an interview to be a PA for some singer who won’t be revealed to him until a few steps into the process - if he makes it that far with zero qualifications.

But when Steve shows up for the first interview, he finds none other than Eddie Munson arguing with his manager about something - which sounds suspiciously like you’re not supposed to be here for this.

But when Eddie looks up and makes eye contact with Steve, his face lights up with a shit eating grin as he says, “Steeeeve Harrington. I always said you and your friends would work for me one day, and I see that day has come.”

And Steve leaves that interview a stuttering and embarrassed mess, absolutely possessing none of the qualities or skills required to be Eddie Munson’s PA. So he’s shocked when he gets a call saying that he got the job, and is even more shocked when he hears that Eddie insisted he get the position.

While Steve preps to be humiliated as Eddie likely intends, he is grateful to find out that in the upcoming weeks Chrissy and Eddie will be pursuing a fake relationship as a publicity stunt for both their new albums. So, Steve and Robin will be working together after all, much to their relief (if only they could stop falling for their respective singers).

[achilleanenjolras]

Looking for weird-sad surreal Buckingham? Look no further! I'm EXTREMELY proud of this one.

[inklessletter]

We're trusting the process again here.

[arelliann]

This one goes out to @corrodedbisexual for the ref and idea because I couldn't resist having a go

[wynnyfryd]

@messessentialist told me her friend called to rant about spotting an “upsettingly beautiful boy in a tj maxx” and i vomited 1200 words about it, enjoy

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fic idea: chrissy and eddie work together at tj maxx. one afternoon a guy comes in who’s so hot that it kinda just pisses eddie off? bc like, who does this gorgeous asshole think he is??? coming in here and popping his hip at eddie’s counter, like, does he even know how uncomfortable it is to start chubbin’ up in skinny jeans?? that shit chafes!

so eddie gets all flustered and responds by getting an attitude with the guy because he has zero chill (and also because the dude’s iced coffee is sweating a ring all over eddie’s counter, and so help him if his manager gets on his ass one more time about keeping his station tidy—)

“did you need help finding anything else today?” eddie sneers. “coasters, perhaps?”

upsettingly hot guy looks confused for a second before he follows eddie’s pointed glance at the plastic starbucks cup leaving a cold puddle on the laminate, and then he sneers right back; adjusts the ray bans nestled in his perfect honey brown hair and looks eddie up and down — long, slow, one eyebrow lifting in subtle elitist disapproval.

“what?” he snorts, “hot topic wasn’t hiring?”

oh, fuck you very much!

so eddie’s all ‘nemesis acquired’ and holds the biggest grudge of all time. makes a sworn enemy and a boogeyman out of the guy, turns him into urban legend, starts blaming the Upsettingly Beautiful Man for every little thing that goes wrong in his life — at work, at home, at band practice; no place is safe from the dreaded UBM.

“he’s not a fucking cryptid!” gareth snaps one day at rehearsal, chucking a drumstick at eddie’s head. “just track him down and bone already so you can shut the hell up!”

“wouldn’t he just talk about him more after they have sex?” jeff wonders, to which gareth narrows his eyes and raises his second drumstick as a threat.

meanwhile, eddie’s cute coworker chrissy (who he’s become surprisingly good friends with, to the point of referring to her as his work wife) gets a girlfriend. robin’s sooooo pretty, and soooo nice, and sooooo tall, eddie, did you know how tall she is?

yes, chrissy, he’s supremely aware of a stranger’s five-foot-eight-and-a-half stature now, thank you.

“you have to meet her!” chrissy gushes, bouncing up onto her toes.

eddie hangs another shirt. “you have to chill.”

“hey!” she pouts, pixar princess cute. “you wouldn’t tell the sun to dull its shine, would you?”

“i mean, i would, but i doubt the giant ball of plasma cares what i want.”

“okay, whatever, eeyore.” she rolls her eyes but she physically can’t stop beaming even as she does it, and eddie finds himself melting under it — some sort of radiant area attack coming from the apples of this girl’s cheeks, he swears, because the next thing he knows he’s agreeing to go to rando new girlfriend’s housewarming party this weekend so he can meet her properly.

only he doesn’t get to meet her properly, because when he shows up to the party the two bedroom apartment is packed with people he’s never seen, and it’s loud as fuck in here and he’s sweating through his leather from the six flights of stairs he had to climb to reach the place, so he steps through a sliding door out to the balcony and lo and behold, if it isn’t Upsettingly Beautiful Man looking upsettingly beautiful — positively fucking divine, actually, the last wisps of fuchsia sunset catching the gold streaks in his hair and dotting the tip of his flawless nose. Seriously, does this dude have any flaws? A scar, a birthmark, an unsightly ingrown hair? Eddie can’t even see a single blackhead for fuck’s sake.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer” the dude mutters, turning to look at him, and, “oh, my god, you again?”

“uh.”

“i’ve got a fucking coaster this time,” the guy says, lifting his solo cup and giving it a little shake to point out the cork round sitting underneath it, “so if that’s what you came out here to berate me for, then you’ll have to think of something else.”

“uh,” eddie says again, because he has no idea what brought this on but he’s pretty sure it has shit all to do with him, and pretty boy’s really working himself up now, arms moving in sharp gestures as he paces back and forth on the short balcony.

“not that it even matters if i didn’t have a coaster, because this is my house! i can do what i want with my own fucking stuff in my own fucking apartment, nance, i don’t— uh…”

pretty boy’s face blossoms rose petal red, a heavy blush creeping up his jawline as he catches himself mid rant and folds in on himself, crossing his arms over his chest with a sheepish expression.

eddie’s always had a thing for shepherding.

“i’m listening,” he says, popping a cigarette in his mouth and holding the pack out in offering. “if you care to vent.”

the guy — steve, eddie finds out — tells him all about his controlling ex-girlfriend as they work their way through two cigarettes each, the sun slipping away to reveal a full topaz moon, big and low and close, ripe citrus bending the branch of a tree. nance was a real piece of work by the sounds of it, and eddie feels like an absolute shit for the way he treated steve, who had apparently just gotten dumped the night before they met and had been out shopping for a “please take me back” present.

“like that was ever gonna work,” steve mumbles, ashing over the railing. “pathetic. anyway, sorry i was rude to you that day or whatever.”

“you weren’t.”

“nah, i was.” steve shifts his weight, knocks their shoulders together. “not that you didn’t deserve it.”

“yeahhhh,” eddie agrees, cringing at himself. “sorry.”

“all good. so what’s your story then, huh? who pissed in your cheerios that day?”

eddie blames the alcohol fumes wafting from steve’s cup — a justification that makes perfect sense and would totally hold up in a court of law — for what he says next.

“honestly? you.”

steve’s face is so cartoonishly offended that eddie busts out laughing, eyes crinkling, head thrown back.

“oh, so you’re just an asshole,” steve nods sagely. “first cute guy to flirt with me in six weeks is a lunatic. love that for me.”

“no, i—” eddie laughs, “okay, we’re coming back to how you think i’m cute, but i just meant, uh-”

oh, fuck it. eddie’s never been good at holding his cards close to the chest. more of a 52 pick up kinda guy, historically, and why change now?

“you were so gorgeous it, like, genuinely upset me for a second,” eddie admits, running his tongue over his lip. he stubs out his cigarette; turns to look right at steve. “like, uh, like cuteness aggression or some shit.”

steve mirrors his posture, leaning an elbow on the railing, nearly chest to chest. “so you are crazy,” he smiles.

“that’s correct.” eddie swallows.

steve moves in to close the gap. “good crazy?”

“fun crazy, so i’m told.”

“i’m gonna kiss you if that’s cool.”

“very”

the kiss tastes like ripe citrus