#qpr stevie

[alittlebitofloveliness]

The thing is, Evie knows she’s a pushover.

She’s loud, sure, once she gets to know someone, and she likes to laugh and needle and tease, but she isn’t brave, not really. Last week when her chem partner hadn’t written his half of their assignment Evie had written it for him even though it took all night because she figured it was better than confronting him. When she was in second grade and Trip Lewitt stole her lunch every day for a year she never once stood up to him, and last Tuesday when Sandy had asked to borrow her lipgloss and hadn’t given it back, Evie hadn’t said a word.

So yeah, she’s a pushover and she knows it. But the thing is, she doesn’t need to be brave because she has Steve. 

Steve, who had given her his jacket and let her sleep in his car because she was nodding off in math after she was up all night writing that paper. Steve, who had pushed Trip Lewitt into the chain link fence when he caught him snatching her lunch one day and then made him eat dirt. Steve, who could tell she was put out about something last week even if he didn’t know exactly what so he’d bought her a milkshake and it meant she’d had just enough change to replace her lipgloss herself.

Steve Randle is the furthest thing from a coward Evie has ever met. He’s so brave she doesn’t need to be, but sometimes he makes her brave too. 

They’ve been friends for as long as Evie can remember. Her mom used to be friends with Steve’s mom before Steve’s mom left him behind, ensuring Evie would hate her forever even if she’ll never see her again. Evie’s been around long enough that Mr. Randle knows who she is- a rare feat from the man who goes from loving his son one day to hating him the next. Steve has slept over at her house, she’s bought him birthday gifts every year since she got her first job at twelve, and everyone always assumes they’re dating because he’s protective in a way most guys only get around their girls. 

They’re not dating though. It isn’t like that. She’s not in love with Steve, has never loved anyone that way; and Steve only has eyes for his blonde haired best friend who loves him but not enough, not like Steve loves him, in the kind of way that makes the world shake. 

Even still, she usually tells Steve everything. He’s her best friend even if she isn’t his, and she needs him more than she cares to admit. She never feels safer in the world than when she’s sitting beside him at the drive-in with his jacket around her shoulders, or throwing fries at him at the diner while they shit talk Sodapop’s latest girlfriend or scheme how to prank their horrific spanish teacher. 

Right now he’s down the hall half wrestling with Sodapop and Johnny Cade, laughing and as happy as he ever gets. She could join them if she wanted to, just walk up and say hello and she’d be safe. Steve would take one look at her and know something was wrong, even if she tried to hide it, and he’d walk her to class with an arm around her shoulders and a murderous glare on his face he’d give to anyone who dared glance in her direction.

As she watches, Sodapop ruffles Steve’s hair and he beams. It lasts half a second before it’s replaced with his usual scowl, but it’s enough for Evie to make a decision. He just looks so happy. Even on a good day Steve is probably one of the saddest people she’s ever met, and it drives her half crazy sometimes because if anybody deserves the truest happiness the world has to offer it’s stubborn, gentle, scowling, deadly kind Steve Randle. The fact that this kind of lightness in him is so rare is a travesty, and she won’t be the one to ruin it. She can’t. She won’t.

She sighs and pulls the sleeve of her shirt down further. Not that anyone would notice the bruise on her wrist anyway, but the purple is ugly and Sandy always says purple isn’t her colour. 

*********************

“I was thinkin’ we should maybe go to that drag race out by the rodeo grounds this weekend when I get off work. I heard from Cindy who’s sister is going with Two-bit Mathews that Sodapop’ll probably be there an’ I want him to see me in that new skirt I got.”

Sandy is jabbering on about her latest plan to attract the attention of one Sodapop Curtis- an unfortunate recent development that has left Evie between a rock and a hard place between trying to keep Sandy away from Soda while not spilling why she’s so against her friend pursing the blonde. Luckily, Sodapop is a typical idiotic fifteen year old, and barely has eyes for anyone longer than a week, and as such, has not yet noticed- or responded to- any of Sandy’s advances. Evie can see this, but whenever she points it out Sandy reminds her that she has an advantage other girls don’t considering Evie’s boyfriend is Sodapop’s best friend. She refuses to believe that Steve isn’t Evie’s boyfriend, and further refuses to believe that despite how close Evie is to Steve, she has little more than an acquaintance with the Curtis boy. 

It’s only a matter of time before she asks Evie to try and get Steve to convince Soda to go on a double date with them, in which case Evie will refuse without an explanation and Sandy will give her the silent treatment for a week. Evie’s trying not to think about it.

“Sure,” she agrees half heartedly, dodging the stuck out foot of some soc girl as they make their way down the hall, “I’m coverin’ the evenin’ shift for Corrin though so I might not be able to stay-”

She cuts herself off abruptly, books tumbling out of her arms as she locks eyes with him.

He’s standing in a group of football players, a junior to her sophomore, and he’s big, terrifyingly so, muscles straining against the fabric of his shirt. Half the hallway had turned at the commotion of her dropping her books but he hardly spares her a glance, blue eyes glinting cruelly as he gives her an unimpressed once over and turns back to his friends. 

It’s yet another slight, another reason for her to despise him though it does nothing to assuage her fear. She still remembers the feel of him pinning her against a locker, remembers the feel of his hot breath against her ear and the way his friends had jeered and catcalled, names she was used to but that stung all the same.

She doesn’t have to remember the terror- she’s feeling it again right now.

“-vie? Evie? Hello?” Sandy is giving her an exasperated look, Evie’s discarded books are piled in her arms- when did she pick them up? “Earth to Evie! Are you back with us?”

She sounds annoyed but her eyes are dart to a group of senior soc girls who are giggling and whispering behind their hands, then to the football players and him. Sandy’s nervous, she realizes, and then realizes why. They’re already at enough of a disadvantage being greasy girls. They can’t afford to be weird too, and Evie’s already enough of a freak as it is. 

“Sorry,” she forces a smile, takes her stack of books with trembling hands, “sorry I just got a wicked headache all of a sudden.”

“You’re probably dehydrated,”  Sandy seizes her arm and practically drags her down the hallway, head high even as a wave of giggle and whispers claw at them, “it’s thirty degrees out, an’ you’re wearin’ long sleeves like you ain’t never seen Oklahoma summer before.”

“Yeah,” Evie ignores the twinge of her wrist and the pounding of her heart, “I bet that’s it.”

*****************

She spends the rest of the day jumpy and tense. Sandy tires of her newfound jitters quickly and jumps on an invitation from Kelsey Morrone to go out for a smoke a little too eagerly. Evie hardly has it in herself to mind.

She doesn’t start to calm down until last period and it’s only because Mr. Horton’s geography class is so boring it trumps all other emotions. Sandy isn’t in this class either, which means they can’t even write notes to pass the time.

Her anxiety ramps up the second the bell rings. She’s all too aware of the possibility she might run into him in the hallway, and everything in her screams that that cannot happen. She takes extra care as she packs away her things, prolonging the inevitable, and then regrets it when she realizes she has no crowd to blend into as she steps into the hallway. Luckily her locker isn’t too far from the math wing, so she keeps her head down and walks quicker than usual and makes it there without any further disaster.

It’s not until the familiar scent of motor oil and fabric softener envelops her and she feels a slight tug on her braid that she finally relaxes. 

“Hey doll.”

“Hey yourself,” she swats at Steve halfheartedly, tucking her braid back behind her ear from where he’d tossed it over her shoulder.

“Hey,” he takes her hand gently- he’s always gentle with her- and pushes her sleeve up slightly, revealing the horrible mottled purple and blue bruise, “what happened?”

All day she’d sat next to Sandy and she hadn’t noticed a thing. Not a single teacher had glanced at her twice, not even when her english teacher handed back their essays and her sleeve had slipped, and yet Steve had noticed within the first minute of being here.

She looks into his eyes, at the anger hiding beneath his concern, at the scowl twisting his face that had been so happy just this morning, and makes a decision.

Even if she’s spent most of her day waiting for a chance to talk to him, she can’t let Steve Randle fight her battles forever. 

“Nothing,” she pulls her hand away and pulls her sleeve back down, “don’t worry about it.”

“Evie-”

“Steve,” she cuts him off, “it’s fine, really. What’s up?”

“I wanted to know if you an’ Sandy wanted a ride home.” He says, eyes still locked at where her bruise is hidden away under blue fabric. She can tell he desperately wants to ask for more details, just like he knows that she won’t offer any. 

“Ain’t you playin’ chauffeur to your buddies?”

“Not today,” he shakes his head, black hair glinting in the afternoon sun as they meander out the doors. He takes her backpack without seeming to think about it, slinging over his shoulder, and Evie hides her amusement at the fact that for all he’s a tough greaser he’s secretly a gentleman, “Two-bit’s takin’ the kid and Johnny, an’ Soda’s walkin’ over to the DX for work.”

“Well Sandy’s got plans with Carmen,” Evie tells him, ��But I wouldn’t say no to a ride.”

Some of the tension bleeds out of his shoulders when she mentions Sandy’s busy. It’s no secret he’s not exactly a fan of her, thinks she’s sharper than she needs to be with Evie and hates her for it, the stupidly protective person that he is, not realizing that’s just who Sandy is. Still, it was nice of him to extend the invitation to her in the first place. She wonders for the millionth time how Steve got a reputation for being an asshole when he does stuff like offer a girl he hates a ride home without thinking, just because she’s a friend of Evie’s. 

“You wanna stop for a milkshake on the way home?” Steve asks, tossing their bags in the back seat, and rolling down the window. If it was hot outside, it’s a million degrees in the car, but she fights the urge to roll up her sleeves, not wanting to give him a better look at her bruise if she can help it. “I’ll pay.”

She considers his offer. First of all, damn him for knowing her so well- ice cream has always been her biggest weakness. Normally she’d say yes without hesitation, but his offer today is very obviously a ploy, a scheme, a bribe if you will, to trick her into talking about the bruise and Him, and she has decided already that she won’t. To sit across from Steve, while he looks at her with sad eyes and tries to sweet talk her into talking is not part of her plan. 

“Not today,” she shakes her head and offers him a smile, “I'm beat.”

“I can see that,” he mutters under his breath, but doesn’t protest, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

It’s a quiet ride home. Normally they’d chat and tease each other, but Steve’s mood is sour and she’s hesitant to start a conversation because she’s famously bad at keeping secrets and Steve knows that better than anyone. If he got her talking, sooner or later she’d let something slip and all bets would be off.

Fifteen minutes later he pulls up in front of her house and cuts the engine with a sigh.

“Thanks for the ride,” she presses a kiss to his cheek and goes to leave.

“Wait, Eves,” he catches her hand, the rough calluses on his skin at odds with the softness of the movement, “just- you know I got your back, right? No matter what.”

He’s so earnest, so worried. 

“Yeah,” she smiles, heart swelling with gratitude for this dumb boy who came into her life and never thought once about leaving, “I know.”

He holds her gaze a moment more and nods, clearing his throat abruptly.

“I’ll give you a ride to school tomorrow. Sandy’s welcome too if she wants.”

“Thanks.” She smiles, squeezing his hand and trying to put all her gratitude into it before she lets him go, closing the door gently behind her.

He doesn’t drive away until she’s safely inside, the door locked behind her. He never does.

***********

“Mornin’ doll.”

“Mornin’,” she hands him a piece of still warm bannock wrapped in a tea towel, and he shoves half of it into his mouth in one bite, humming appreciatively. If there’s one thing she knows Steve loves, it’s her mom’s baking.

He inhales the rest of the bread before speaking.

“Sandy comin’?” 

“Nah, she’s gettin’ a ride with Carmen.”

He nods and starts the engine, the car coming to life with a purr. It’s not as quiet as some of the socs fancy ass cars, but it’s the quietest tin can in all the east side and it’s all because of Steve’s magic with mechanics. She always feels an unearned swell of pride on his behalf whenever she sits in this car, stupid as it is.

It’s not until they’re halfway to Will Rodgers that she notices Steve’s hands are torn up and bruised, every knuckle split. 

They definitely weren’t like that yesterday.

“You get into a rumble or somethin’ last night? What happened to your hands?”

“Oh, that,” Steve waves a ruined hand dismissively, “don’t worry about it.”

“Steve-”

“Evie-” he mocks, flipping their argument from yesterday, “really. It’s fine.”

“I know it’s fine, that ain’t what I asked!”

He pulls into the parking lot and cuts the engine before turning to her with a sigh, 

“You really wanna know?”

“Yes!”

“Well, I heard a rumour somewhere that some of the football team- a certain captain in particular- have started to get a bit brazen in how they’ve been treating some east side girls. And Sylvia Devares seemed to think maybe Angel had mentioned something about you showin’ up late to spanish last week and shaking like a spooked horse. So me’n the boys decided it was time to have a little talk with the dear captain and his buddies.”

“You didn’t have to do that," gratitude and shame swirl in her gut, “I can’t expect you to fight my battles forever.”

He lets out an inelegant snort.

“Of course you can,” he says, so matter-of-fact she couldn’t argue with him if she wanted to, “I meant what I said yesterday: I always got your back. Always. Even if you don’t wanna talk about things, I’m always gonna be here for you.”

Yeah, she realizes, he really is, always has been always will be. It doesn’t matter if she’s a pushover or not, he’ll always have her back.

How did she get so lucky?

[formosusiniquis]

Gonna Y/N on his Wattpad til we're Canon

Written for @stevieweek Day 5: AU! A little peek behind the curtain here, originally I was going to do another installment of my Miss Congeniality!Stevie/Rockstar!Eddie universe until I had the world's longest day of work and they say write what you know. Now here we are.

Pre-Stevie Harrington/Eddie Munson; Robin Buckley & Stevie Harrington WC: 3523 | T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tags/Themes: Nonbinary!Steve Harrington; He/Him Lesbian!Robin Buckley; QPR Stobin; Librarian!Steve Harrington; Pseudo Influencers Stobin; Steve & Mike Friendship

AO3

“What are we doing, Stevie?” Robin’s voice coming from over their shoulder is a surprise if only because until Mrs. Robertson’s grandkids put her in that home next month they don’t actually live together.

Wrist deep in dishwater, the only sign they let slip that Robin startled them is the splash the plate they’d been washing makes when it lands. Flicking away water and suds from their fingers, Stevie reaches over to turn off the music they’d been playing. “If I turn around and I’m staring at your phone camera, so help me god.”

“Don’t turn around then.”

Ripping the dish towel from the stove door, Stevie gracefully dries their hands taking the time to get the dishwater wet out from between each finger. Satisfied, or calm at least, they turn to face the two unblinking eyes of the cameras on Robin’s android.

“Robin.”

From behind his phone he grins back at them, unabashed and uncaring as usual that he’s been filming for god only knows how long. “So do you want to tell everyone about what they just saw?”

They shove gently at the phone, jostling it enough that they can get past. There are a ton of things that need to be done around the apartment, chores that had been put off for Friday, but Stevie moves to the sofa instead. Now that Robin’s here nothing is going to get done. “Not really,” they say as they settle into the spot on the couch that they’ve perfectly broken in, “you know I hate it when you use your lifestyle vlogger voice with me.”

“Stevie!” Robin groans, flopping down onto the couch beside them. The camera is still up, but there’s no way the footage isn’t a blurry, motion sick mess with all of the movement that the two of them have forced it to do.  

He looks at them from over top of the phone, eyes serious even as he maintains the light and bright influencer voice on, “We owe it to the world to be a shining example of queerness in the homogenized world of the blogosphere. Me, a beautiful, occasional he/him lesbian. You, a chest-haired example that nonbinary doesn’t mean fem-lite, the both of us educating the world on what a queerplatonic relationship looks like and how it isn’t just ‘friends with a fancy name.’”

“Fine.”

“Fine!” he shoves at their shoulder, shaking them with a good natured vigor that pulls a laugh from Stevie for the first time in hours. “Okay, starting over. Stevie, do you want to tell our viewers who are helping us afford that new condo what they just witnessed.”

“There really isn’t anything to explain, Robin.” They say in the voice they’ve started adopting when the camera is in their face. Fake, a little extra. Something just a step beyond the persona that they relied on to get through the first couple years of high school.

“Ugh!”

“There isn’t! It’s been the longest day in the history of the entire world,” they point at the camera, looking into those blank black eyes. “If anyone in our audience has kids that they bring to a library, be good and kind to your children’s librarians, they are suffering. 

“I wanted kids,” they say as an aside to him, “remember how I wanted kids.”

Robin rolls his eyes, “So you’ve had a long day and decided to do what about it?”

“I’ve had the longest day.” They correct. “My one man department hosted three events, saw three hundred kids and someone peed in the floor.”

“So you decided to do what about it?”

“So I did what I always do at the end of a really long day. I put on my person-maker playlist.”

“Which is different from your baby-making playlist.”

“Obviously. That’s for sex. ” Stevie grins, mostly for Robin but they know it will get gif’d by the minimal audience that the channel the two of them ‘share’ has collected. “This is a bunch of songs that sound good when they’re really loud, with a solid bassline that I can play until I remember that I’m a person with a body that gets 12 hours at home before I have to go back to work and have parents ask me again why I don’t have the right free stuff to give to their kids for reading books.”

“You’re losing the plot and making me sad.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Which one of us had to clean up another human person’s pee today as part of their job after getting yelled at for not having enough dinosaurs?”

“Who is the only band on this playlist right now for the third year running?”

“Don’t say it like that.”

“Say it like what?”

“Like there’s some kind of meaning to it.” The collage of their faces that Robin has as his phone case gets caught in the corner of their eye. Reminds them that this isn’t just a conversation between the two of them, it’s one between them and the 3,689 subscribers that help pay their bills. “It’s Corroded Coffin, a band I like a normal amount especially compared to our friends. When I was in high school it was a lot of dad rock and glam metal. When I was in college it was Fall Out Boy. This doesn’t mean anything.”

“It means everything when you’re 28 years old and thought about pinning a poster of the lead guitarist to our shared-”

“This is my apartment, you don’t live here. We are still living our ‘the door is always open, shared, individual apartments across the hall, Friends, Joey and Monica’ fantasy.”

“One, nobody has ever referenced Joey and Monica in duo and don’t think I’m gonna let the implication that I’m Joey slide. Two, you’ve just admitted that it’s our shared living space! As your partner in crime I get to decide which things mean things.”

“Oh yeah okay. Speaking of things meaning things: does this video have a point or did you need a full explanation of my activities before you post something humiliating me?”

“Nope,” he says with an undue cheer, “just thought you looked like a dingus shaking your ass while doing the dishes to a grown man screaming about how sex is also religion or whatever.”

“That is not what that song is about.’

“I’ll take your word for it, I didn’t grow up repressed and vaguely Catholic so I’m sure I’m missing some context.”

“Whatever.”

“Whatever,” he mocks.

They think about letting this be the rest of the evening, getting baited into another argument about stupid shit that they'll meander through for hours. At some point, as they chase each other's tails like puppies, Robin will forget he's filming and drop the camera and Stevie will actually be able to relax. But even with their mouth open Stevie thinks better.

“I might be the repressed former Catholic listening, but at least I know the songwriter also has a thing about punishment and forgiveness.”

They wink as the camera falls down into the sofa cushions, disappearing for however long it's about to take Robin to stop being mad at them. Now though they have opened themself up as a target of revenge, sharp smacks come along with cries of demonetization.

Robin's face is, thankfully, just as familiar blurry as it is in every other state. The only way Stevie could be any more familiar with that face is if it stared them in the mirror every morning. And that familiarity saves Robin from a trip to the floor, when Stevie blinks awake to him looming overtop of them.

“You can't be mad.”

“Whatever you did to me in your dream, you're forgiven. Unless it was shaving my head again and then you're dead to me.”

Flopping down from the plank he never had any hope of holding, Robin covers them from chest to toe. “I shaved both of our heads, it was an act of rebirth. I know you remember this. It was literally the day after our shared gender moment.”

“And I wasn't mad. Dream Robin is forgiven, real Robin needs to get off so I can go piss.”

The weight disappears from their chest, the feeling of the bed shifting under the added weight of their best friend comforting even though Stevie can feel the way he fidgets now that he's over there. Reaching for their phone on the bedside, their fingers close around nothing and suddenly things start making more sense.

“Where's my phone?”

“Why do you need your phone to pee?”

“I'm not playing questions with you, if you broke it just say something. I won't be mad. If you're pivoting into a prank channel I will be.”

Without their glasses, it's hard to make out what Robin’s face is actually doing but his hands fidget in the duvet with guilt. 

They can't be sure what his eyes are doing, but it feels like the two of them are locked in a movie standoff style, tense eye contact. Stevie can hear the kinda racist musical sting playing in their head. They squint. It doesn’t make anything easier to see, but it soothes their flaring sense of drama. 

The two of them stare: three, two, one. 

Stevie lunges first, but Robin’s elbows are sharper. They catch one to the shoulder in a downward karate chop. Twins in every way that matters, Stevie knows that Robin is only like a half inch shorter but his limbs gangle like he’s Big Bird and there’s a smaller person inside piloting him. Every time Stevie grabs for an arm or wrist they roll away, jerked in by strings. Stevie can see their phone, clutched tightly enough in Robin’s fist that it looks like it could crack.

He pulls it in tight to his chest, rolling into a roly poly ball around it.

“Okay, okay,” Stevie says, rocking back on their heels. Sight is the best place to move forward from here, if only so they can decide what kind of angry they should be with Robin right now. It’s hard to land on one when they can’t see any of the details on his face. Scrunchy face guilt is different than the kind where he can’t stop from smiling.

They lean around each other like stray cats circling in an ally. As Stevie reaches for their glasses on the nightstand, Robin rolls away with the phone still clutched tight to his chest. With them on, they can make out the pinched brow and brittle edges of his forced smile. This is more than just guilt over something, this is the same fragile shock from when he got into a college two states away and didn’t know if they’d come with. This is the face that came to Stevie the first time a research hole turned recorded rant posted online to make it easier for the Party to watch ended up being seen by ten thousand. This is the Robin that got a job offer someplace different than Stevie for the first time in years and didn’t know what to do about it.

“Just tell me what happened.” They flop back down on the bed beside crunched up limbs. Poking fingers into the ticklish spots behind kneepits until Robin starts to unfurl. “Whatever it is, I'm sure we can fix it together.”

“The video went viral.”

“That’s great?”

“Like really viral,” Robin repeats, the fluster taking over the normally soothing tone of his voice. “Like if we actually see any of the money from the video after it got ID claimed it’ll pay our bills for months viral. I had to start reporting comments for hate speech because I didn’t want to turn them off completely -- some of them are really sweet -- and the subscriber count has skyrocketed. It's kind of intimidating actually.”

“Sorry I’m so irresistible.” Robin still doesn’t crack a smile, the more he talks the more it looks like he’s about to crack apart. “Seriously, Robs if it’s just people being creeps on social media it’s not a big deal. You wouldn’t believe the kind of comments I get on my Instagram.”

“I think you should delete all your social media. Think about how cool and mysterious you would seem.”

“I think you should just show me whatever it is you think is going to freak me out.” Their phone has completely disappeared now, it’s probably been shoved deep into Robin’s sports bra where it will stay until he thinks the crisis is averted or until the sun explodes. “Is it work? One of the bitchy homeschool moms found it? My mom found it? Nancy found it and called you to say it was actually me and not her; and also she’s ending your flirtationship because virality is bad for her work? Tommy found it and called us both slurs but mine was in that kind of repressed sort of flirty way like he might want to hook up at the class reunion next month?”

“Stop guessing!”

“What! You’re freaking out, and since you won’t actually tell me why I’m stuck guessing. Unless you can get rabies from accidentally making one sorta popular-”

“Super popular.”

“Briefly popular video that no one is going to remember in a week from now because it’s the internet, then I’ve kind of run out of worst case scenarios,” they pause. “Oh! Wait, no, I’ve got another one, a really popular ‘this week on the internet’ content reviewer got both our pronouns wrong even though you literally said yours in the video.”

“Corroded Coffin saw the video and made a public comment about it.”

Stevie buries their laugh in Robin’s stomach, “Yeah, sure, if our worst case scenarios are happening inside one of those band fanfictions Mike wrote as a kid that he thinks we don’t know about.”

The rasp of the bandaid on the tip of Robin’s finger comes before the warmth of her palm on Stevie’s cheek. Face tilted up they can see the way the nerves have blown away like snow leaving only an icy seriousness. 

“Corroded Coffin saw the video,” he repeats each word, leaving a pause large enough to drive a truck through between each one, “and they made a public comment about it.”

There’s a ringing in their ears. Just overtop of that they can barely make out the sound of their own voice saying, “Let me see.”

Their phone appears from under Robin’s shirt like a rabbit from a hat, expected but no less miraculous. The notifications on the lock screen are ridiculous, numbers that make them realize their night’s sleep was saved only by the grace of do not disturb. Every person that’s ever been saved in their contacts have messaged them and every social media app they have has an red notification alert on it. Whatever public comment Robin was talking about would be impossible to find in the sea of people vying for full time public librarian and part time internet assistant Stevie Harrington’s attention.

Except every single one of their favorite baby geniuses has texted the screenshots, several times.

Mike is at the top of their inbox, beating out Dustin for the role of informant by ten minutes. He’s sent them 15 new messages, the most recent one an image and the word ‘Explain.’ He’ll be more fun to tease once they know what’s going on anyway. Dustin’s message looks more like a rant, the first sentence cut off but ‘I’m the one who intro…’ doesn’t look half as fun.

Message sixteen comes in before Stevie can open the others. The same image again and ‘How did you do this?’ Definitely the one to go to.

The same picture has been sent with every message. Making it easy to find out what has got the whole world up in arms.

Corroded Coffin @Corroded_Coffin_BandYes, we’ve seen the video. Eddie is very interested in knowing if he also features on the baby making playlist

robin rob bobbin @rockin_robin This is why i’m learning sign @believieinstevie [video]

Eddie Munson @eddiemunson_ohfishall Replying to @Corroded_Coffin_Band I said I wanted to find out what was on it the way Satan intended, just give me one chance Stevie please 🙏😈

“See what I mean.” Robin groans.

Already moving on from Mike’s messages, making sure to heart each one before they leave, Stevie has Twitter open scrolling through a heap of notifications they didn’t give a shit about looking for the one name they did. “Sure do.”

“We could take the video down, but I’m not sure that would fix anything.”

“I’m not worried about it, Rob, really.”

“Then what are you doing? Cause believe me doom scrolling through all of the terrible things people have said about you first thing in the morning is not the way you want to spend the morning.”

“I'm not doing anything.”

“You're mad, aren't you. I'll take the video down, we can pretend like this never happened.”

“If you do that I will be actually mad at you.” Stevie says. At this point it probably wouldn't really matter but the point is what's important. “Didn't you say we're making a ton of money on it?”

“If we get to keep any of it, the music copyright claim system is confusing and we've never really made enough money on anything to do more than splurge on nice pizza and wine on movie night. I think we're going to have to start a podcast.”

“The world doesn't need one more podcast. We would be like the Basement Yard but better.”

Robin wiggles down the bed like a worm, arms tucked in tight to his sides, moving until the two of them are nose to nose. A fucking busybody, Stevie saves them both the trouble and adjusts the phone so he can see it too. It took a couple tries but they finally found the tweet from Eddie, he had followed back too.

“Are you sure that’s the first thing you want to say to the guy?”

“You think I’m coming on too strong? He already knows I’m into him and his stuff.”

He shrugs, makes a face that Stevie easily interprets as yes but with exceptions. Robin actually says, “You’re better at this than me.”

Stevie Harrington reformed babysitter @believieinstevie Replying to @eddiemunson_ohfishallI’d love to hear how you sound screaming over top of it. If you ever actually wanna take your shot.

Sending it off, Stevie spares a second to wonder if maybe they should have thought this over a little longer. Here in the middle of their fifteen seconds of fame, a thirst tweet is more than just an ill advised harassment it carries weight. These thoughts aren’t going to get buried under an avalanche of fellow desperate attention seekers.

They take a screenshot to capture for posterity what will either be the last moment of semi-normal life or one of the most embarrassing faux pas they’ll probably ever have. Either way it’ll make an interesting story a couple years down the line, especially if Robin keeps this digital media creator thing up.

Another text from Mike comes through at the top of their screen. A series of frantic question marks and on the wind Stevie thinks that they can hear the sound of his scream.

They’re just vain enough to be certain that he turned on post notifications waiting to see what they would say in response to his current favorite musician.

The floating dots are in the text window when Stevie opens it up to respond. “How mean are you going to be?” Robin asks.

“He told Holly to ask me if I was really old enough to remember when phones still had buttons this week. So exactly as mean as that deserves.”

“I feel like I should be jealous that you haven’t dated Nancy in years and he’s still giving you the snot nosed little brother treatment.”

They knock their forehead against Robin’s to transfer their shared brain cell and clue him in on what he’s actually asking. “He’s a shit because I babysat him for three years longer than he probably needed a babysitter. But I’ll gladly transfer ownership, once you actually land something more than a lingering mid-afternoon wine bar thing where you both go home sober but out twenty bucks.”

Robin knocks back, “I think whatever bitchy thing you say to him will cement me as the forever favorite.”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

[Stevie]: didn’t even have to pull my hair up in a messy bun to get the y/n treatment

[Stevie]: when i get they try to anna todd me i want you to write the book

[Favorite Wheeler]: i want an autograph, 0 details and to get to be the one to tell Dustin why you turn on post notifications for your favs

[Stevie]: if this works, you can officiate the wedding

[Favorite Wheeler: [Img]

[Favorite Wheeler]: Move this to the dms before you both get canceled.

[Favorite Wheeler]: And I’m happy for you or whatever

[Stevie]: thanks, kid

[Stevie]: if it wasn’t for your 8th grade wattpad fanfiction I might not have known how to handle this

[lavenderstobins]

An (Allegedly) Easy Guide to my Kid AU Universes

I had the bright idea of making a short reference post for each of the various kids I've created across my Parenthood AUs. Then I worked out that I actually have six Stranger Things Parenthood AUs and I realised it would take forever to do a bunch of different posts, so here's a helpful reference to all the kids I mention in my fics and posts.

First up, of course, is Josieverse:

Not-so-secretly my favourite child. The parenthood AU I developed the most and the one I've spent the most time developing.

[The Josieverse series can be found here]

(The rest below the cut!)

Next up is what I affectionately refer to as "Canonverse".

As of today (26/03/24) only Teddy and Lizzie have been featured in a fic out of the six of them.

This is the universe I consider the closest to the canon up until the end of season 4, with some minor changes: namely, Eddie's alive (and trans). In this AU, Steddie and Ronance settle down and eventually decide to have kids after unofficially marrying. It's the least chaotic universe.

[This is their universe]

Damienverse is probably one of the more chaotic kid AUs.

I haven't written any fics for them yet, but my co-creator Percy and I have talked about them more over on my twitter.

It's centric on Damien, who is Robin and Nancy's son, born in 1986. It's a canon rewrite overall with a focus on Nancy as a trans woman and follows their lives through and after the Upside Down.

The One Night Stand AU, also referred to as the Accidental Pregnancy AU, just has the one kid:

This one is a no Upside Down AU where Nancy and Robin have a one night stand and lose contact. When they bump into one another again, Nancy learns that she has a son, Daniel. (Nancy's a trans woman in this one too. So is Stevie!)

The QPR Stobin AU also has just the one kid:

Evie is the biological daughter of Steve and Robin via IVF. They're platonic life partners with a kick-ass kid. Evie comes out as trans in her teens and her story revolves around her and Steve and Robin following it, with Steve and Robin figuring out how to be the best trans allies they can be for her.

Finally, my Kid with Powers AU is another chaotic one.

In this one, Robin has a daughter, Katherine, who shows signs of having powers. It's theorised that the exposure to the Upside Down the older teens went through affected them, though it's also plausible that it was the drugs Robin and Steve were drugged with underneath Starcourt.

Robin and Steve are aware that the remains of the lab are keeping tabs on them, but they slip up. Robin flees with her daughter, intending to take her to Dustin's mom, but is chased off the road. She manages to hide her in the boathouse before fleeing again to take the lab members' attention.

Holly Wheeler and her friends find Kat crying in the boathouse and sneak her home to the Wheeler basement. When Holly realises Kat has powers, she takes her to Wayne. Robin believes her daughter to be dead or kidnapped when she returns to find her missing.

Wayne raises Kat. When she reaches twelve, she uses her powers to track down her mother after learning El did the same. When she finds Robin and Steve again, she learns that they have another child: Steve's son Zach. Robin's overjoyed, unable to believe she's alive. Kat ends up living with them again and adjusting to this new dynamic between the four of them.

That's all of them -- that I can remember, anyway! Apparently, kid AUs have a habit of running away from me. They're just so fun.

Have questions? Ask me about any of my AUs whenever!

[Picrew by Nuggts! you can find it here]

[frothingatthemaw]

STEVIE UR SO REAL FOR THAT RB. i think i generally just miss the Mutual Affection. like everything is a qpr to me but like. i miss knowing eachothers intricacies and staying up late just to talk to someone and calling and being fucking goofy together and and and :( yeah

:(( YEAH!!!!! i’ve become so weird with touch stuff lately and being verbally affectionate but like. i don’t like being this way!!!!!! i want to experience love and be able to give it, why am i bitter!!!!! i hate explaining myself over and over to someone and i hate being depressed and feeling like shit and feeling like no matter how much i explain anything, i’ll never Really be understood at all. and i miss staying up late with someone and losing sleep just to talk to them, it’s a shared thing that both of you do just to be with each other. it’s sacrifices on both ends JUST to be with each other a while longer. i wish i could call and be chill with someone instead of being deathly afraid of shit and masking for a million people. just AUGHHH!!!!!! i wanna go back to who i was before This. i miss all of it :((( i want to feel and experience again because fuckkk :((((

[lovememadly92]

TAG GAME

GET TO KNOW ME :) or don't lmao

Thank you for the tag @malarkgirlypop!! Let's do this!!!

NAME:

Laura or you can call me Tani. Whichever one works for you!

PRONOUNS:

She / Her

STAR SIGN:

I am a Scorpio through and through! I enjoy it because my birthday is in the fall!

# OF SIBLINGS AND FUN FACTS ABOUT THEM (IF YOU HAVE ANY):

I have one younger sibling. And a fun fact about him is that he is really smart and knows his shit. Especially when it comes to religion and mythology. He is good at video games, and he knows MMA.

# OF PETS & THEIR NAMES:

I have four beautiful, doggies. Tanner, Lana, Penny and Kevin.

FANDOMS:

Right now definitely Band of Brothers. So far I am loving it!!!!!

FAVOURITE COLOUR:

I love pink!

FAVOURITE SONG:

Corazon Delator by Soda Stereo (definitely recommend for anyone to listen to it. The artist based it off of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Tell Tale Heart")

FAVOURITE AUTHOR (OF ANYTHING READABLE - BOOKS, FANFICS, ZINES, WEBTOONS, WHATEVER!):

I don't really have a specific favorite author in books or Fandom. I read just about anything, no preferences.

FAVOURITE FIC TYPE:

Definitely enemies to lovers because of all that pent up tension and the fact that they care for each other while they "hate" each other is just amazing.

FAVOURITE HOLIDAY:

Anything related to fall and winter, I love it!

DO YOU HAVE A PARTNER (ROMANTIC, QPR, ANYTHING!)?:

Yes I have a romantic partner. Love him to pieces!!!

HOBBIES:

I love to read, write, listen to music, eat of course, nap and watch Band of Brothers when I can.

FUN FACTS ABOUT ME:

I have seen major artists in concerts such as Stevie Wonder, The Rolling Stones, Paul McCartney(along with Ringo Starr playing the drums), Lady Gaga.

I used to play the clarinet back when I was younger.

I have a good photographic memory.

I only have two tattoos(and I want more).

Tags: @jlalafics @epsmississippigirl @jump-wings @1waveshortofashipwreck @emilee1421 @dcyllom @liebgotts-lovergirl @l13bg0tt @artvmisia and any one else who would love to do it!

[choicespride]

Choices Pride 2024 Week 1 Masterlist

Blades of Light and Shadow

I'm standing there... on the balcony in summer air - Nia Ellarious x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend) - art by @mydemonsdrivealimo, submitted by @peonyblossom

riverbend's best butcher! and some elf lord - Tyril Starfury x m!orc!MC (Lawod Nagoni) - @gaiuskamilah

Crimes of Passion

nora & trystan & pride - Trystan Thorne x MC (Nora Rose) - @inlocusmads

The Freshman

Rin & Madison QPR HCs - Madison Eckhart & OC (Rin Day) - @choicesmc

It Lives Anthology

Lesbian MCs Picrew - f!MC (Ivy Lovelace, ILITW), f!MC (Merliah Vance, ILB), f!MC (Eleanor Wilkins, ILW) - @peonyblossom

MC Picrews - m!MC (Harry Spear, ILITW), m!MC (Isaak Vance, ILB), nb!MC (Ollie Bridgers, ILW) - @peonyblossom

MC Picrews - f!MC (Raven Adams), f!MC (Fiona Vance), nb!MC (Keagan Burke) - @peonyblossom

MC Picrews - m!MC (Jesse Harrison, ILITW), m!MC (River Vance, ILB), nb!MC (Lottie Hamilton, ILW) - @peonyblossom

Murder at Homecoming

rowan & stevie & pride - Stevie Sun x MC (Rowan) - @inlocusmads

[the-laridian]

2023 Writing Wrap-Up

Current count for 2023: 72 different works, plus 27 Fannish 50 posts, for 99 total. About half the Fannish 50 posts are fics already listed. (and then I see farther down "several prompt fills" listed as 1 item, so, more than 100, let's just say 100+)

Many works would be considered multi-chapter, some are one-shots. Many are exploring an idea without worrying about publishing them, just seeing where it goes. 

(For an extra fun game, ask me about a specific one! I am aware that I use initials a LOT in here. I know this will make it hell for me in a year or two)

Under the cut because listing 72 different items, broken out by type/genre, is a long post. And I'm not even breaking out the Fannish 50 posts.

Original works set in the 3E universe: 3E is an alternate 20th century history with a much longer World War II. All 3E works are cowritten with @porkwithbones.

Wortbuch

BDVV

H&M

POW

Matwin

Plague Year

SFW original works:

Warwilf (Nanowrimo 2023 project) (with @porkwithbones)

Fannish50/Meta posts

Fallout TTRPG

52 separate Fannish50 posts on a wide range of fannish topics, mostly Monkey Island and Fallout (posted to Dreamwidth and Pillowfort)

NSFW original works:

River series

Tangled Threads revisit (with (porkwithbones)

Spaceman (with @the-lastcall) 

IGB (with @the-lastcall) 

AltC (with @the-lastcall) 

Fallout New Vegas:

GFB prompt fills (several)

Postcards from New Vegas, cowritten with @theartofblossoming (probably to be published on AO3 in 2024)

On Opposite Sides (Posted to AO3)

Red Flags (AO3)

The Best of a Bad Situation (AO3)

Fallout New Vegas AUs (SFW and NSFW):

Legion ACG (with @porkwithbones)

Courier/Benny

Enclave AU (with @the-lastcall) 

Swank/Arcade

Vulpes stuff

Arcaleb 1 (with @the-lastcall) 

Arcaleb 2 (with @the-lastcall) 

Courier/Vulpes

Stolen Heir (with @the-lastcall) 

Legion ASC (with @the-lastcall) 

University AU (with @the-lastcall) 

Polycule

NCR/Legion

The Outer Worlds:

Halcyon genemodding 

Repro storyline

Alternate love interests

Old Age prompt

Rowan transfusion

Rowan even worse timeline

postgame Bad Trip stuff

Threescore and Ten (AO3)

Discussion by Ringlight (AO3)

The Outer Worlds AUs (SFW and NSFW):

Werewolf

Cosmic Horror

What If (Rowan and Will are Siblings - cowritten with @the-lastcall)

Max/Conrad

Conrad/Silus

Fallbrook AU (with @the-lastcall)

Get Your Neat Freak On (AO3)

1960s Project and Spinoffs:

Prequel: alone

Farm AU (with @the-lastcall)

prompt: gay cousin

Taylor 1 (with @the-lastcall) 

Taylor 2 (with @the-lastcall) 

Fallout 76 (SFW and NSFW) canon and AUs:

BB&BC

Willow - makeover (AO3)

Disaster Danes (with @the-lastcall) 

Max/Danilo

Death Willows (with @the-lastcall) 

Modus gets a body

Art Therapy

The Accidental Raider/It Could Be Worse (AO3)

The Accidental Raider/We Might Need an Intervention (AO3)

The Accidental Raider 2

Brother Stevie

Murder Shack

Mothman cult stuff

BOS stuff

Raider AU (with @the-lastcall) 

Snow Day (AO3)

Tunnel of Love (AO3)

Monkey Island:

FAFO

random MI stuff

Artisent Chronicles

QPR

[zerokrox-blog]

Tag ten people you wanna get to know better!

I was tagged by @steddieas-shegoes @simplebtromance :)

relationship status: a single bitch I am ace/aro looking for a qpr bc that's what I like! 💗

song stuck in my head: rn? Row your boat it's the most annoying song ever lmaooo

last song i listened to: Just Pretend by Bad Omens (its my favorite rn) 

three favourite foods: meat & potatoes is my fave, mint chip & chocolate mousse royale from Baskin Robbins, white cheddar mac & cheese ... okI’m a simple bitch with very basic taste.... AND iced coffee listen as a queer person coffee is my life blood so I need to include it ok????

last thing i googled: lmaoooo I was writing a fic and needed a word so I used a thesaurus and how to spell Thesaurus  

dream trip: I have two 1. Australia and Japan bc they both look so prettyyyy 2. Scotland and Ireland bc I want to try the food there and see the sights.

anything i want right now: money always money... listen money may not fix all of my problems but it will help with at least 99% of them. and a tattoo bc again the pain will fix at least 90% of the depression. 

anyway gonna tag with no pressure 

@novemberhush @inklessletter @augustjustice @matchingbatbites @theamazingbard @ladykailitha @blushweddinggowns @scoops-stevie and anyone else who wants to join I’m tagging you as well. 

[antis-hell]

im liking this pingpong game of questions!

out of pure curiosity, are any of you in relationships?? if so, or if not, do you have any types?? or whats your sexuality??

-🦷

Okayyyyy this is a long one, but I'm kinda excited to write it out>:)

Me: yes I'm bisexual greyromantic with a masc lean (im dating darky if that wasn't obvious/lh) and I don't really have a type, just anyone that'll put up with my bullshit

Yancy: pansexual, he doesn't really care(he's in a semi romantic relationship with Illinois tho yanc dosent say much about it, illy on the other hand..) he likes people who'll just listen to him ramble and help him with things he's struggling with

Dark: bisexual I think? He sees most relationships as a way to get to what he wants, so he doesn't care if it's a gay or straight one as long as it's useful for him(this makes our relationship sound so shitty I swear it's not lmao)

Ray: gay, he's also trans masc. He's married in source, but here things are a bit more complicated, but I'm fairly certain him and Stevie are still together. I'm not sure on a type, but if imma guess based off of stevie, I'll go with short, really sweet, but still kinda cocky and can cook (because Ray cannot cook for the life of him)

Marvin: unlabelled. He also used to be in a qpr with another headmate, but I had to cut that off for him because it went bad really quickly:/ he likes softer ppl tho, someone that can just listen to him talk about whatever interests him(normally majik and plants)

Illinois: omni, I think? I haven't asked him yet, but he's kinda like the rest of us and just doesn't care. Interestingly, tho he's really picky on who he dates, I haven't had too much of a chat with him about that kind of stuff but he likes people who don't really say no to a new thing and will follow him around and chat when he's doing things.

[talanashta]

I'm about to close out the last night of October, so it's time for my masterlist of everything I posted this month! It's a lot, so I've tucked most of it under the cut.

Fallen Down - Stranger Things x Undertale

Rating: M | No (Major) CWs | Pairings: QPR Stobin

Summary: A few years after everything is over with Vecna, Steve and Robin decide to take a vacation to live life a little. They end up back in another convoluted scenario that only their luck could bring upon them.

They've fallen into another world where monsters lived (which, this wasn’t even the first time!). Now, they've got to either figure out a way out or settle into life in this new place, all while dealing with a mystery involving their souls.

Chapter One, Chapter Two

my lonely days are gone

Rating: T | No CWs | Pairings: Spicy Six Polycule Plus Chrissy

Thursday Morning - Word Count: 2,114 | Additional Tags: Disabled Max Mayfield

Summary: A typical Thursday morning in the polycule's home.

Baby on the Way - Word Count: 1,018 | Additional Tags: Future Fic | Pregnancy

Summary: Steve and Robin prepare for the birth of their first baby. (Platonic Stobin, I promise)

A "Quiet" Night - Word Count: 1,224

Summary: The kids are all elsewhere for the night, so the polycule has a night in.

All Because of Some Fries - Chapter 1, Chapter 2 - Word Count: 1,942

Summary: An angry customer shows up in Family Video, and Argyle saves the day.

"It's Complicated" - Word Count: 846

Summary: Dustin keeps pestering Steve about his love life, causing him to finally tell Dustin what's going on.

Missing Piece - Word Count: 1,162 | Additional Tags: Weird Stobin, Platonic Romance

Summary: Robin reflects over the years about how she feels about Steve.

(Initially) Unwilling - Rating: T | CWs: Lots of Swearing, Mentions of Injuries | Word Count: 1,161 | Pairings: Steve/Eddie, pre-Steve/Eddie/Billy

Summary: Steve wakes up in the hospital after the events of S3 to find he's sharing the room with a... very unexpected roommate.

Sharing Clothes - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 513 | Pairings: Platonic Stobin | Additional Tags: Transfem Steve Harrington

Summary: Stevie borrows some of Robin's clothes

Piercing - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 190 | Pairings: QPR Steve/Robin

Summary: Steve goes to get a piercing

"Why Do You Look Like That?" - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 130 | Pairings: QPR Steve/Robin

Summary: Robin is sad; Steve finds out why.

Mall - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 113 | Pairings: None

Summary: Steve's thoughts before starting at Scoops Ahoy

Future - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 319 | Pairings: QPR Married Steve/Robin

Summary: Steve reminisces on his life with Robin

Coming Out - Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 351 | Pairings: QPR Steve/Robin

Summary: Robin and Dustin get into a fight. Robin blurts out something she'd rather have not.

Running Away (and Coming Back) - Rating: M | CWs: One use of f-slur, Lots of Swearing | Word Count: 1,030 | Pairings: Steve/Eddie/Billy | Additional Tags: Billy's POV, Light Angst, Fighting

Summary: Billy gets in a fight with a guy after one of Eddie's shows and runs. Then he comes back.

Costumes - Rating: G | No CWs | Word Count: 170 | Pairings: Platonic Steve/Robin

Summary: Robin asks Steve what they're going as for Halloween

Breeding / Begging / Bondage - Rating: E | No CWs | Word Count: 2,890 | Pairings: Steddie | Additional Tags: BDSM | Bondage | Breeding Kink | Teasing | A Bit of Crying | Blink and You'll Miss It Mommy-Kink

Summary: Eddie and Steve are in a new relationship, and Eddie has some kinks he isn't quite ready to share. However, Steve is already on the same wavelength as him.

Hate Sex and Hands - Rating: E | No CWs | Word Count: 841 | Pairings: Mungrove (Eddie/Billy)

Summary: Things get a bit heated during a drug deal.

A Night to Remember - Rating: E | No CWs | Word Count: 2,946 | Pairings: Steddie, One-Sided Stommy | Additional Tags: Breeding Kink, Feminization Kink, Consensual Voyeurism (Tommy watches Steddie), BDSM, Slightly Sad Ending (but the sex was good, don't worry)

Summary: Eddie invites Tommy to come watch him and Steve.

Deep in the Upside Down - Rating: E | CWs: Extremely Dub-Con/Non-Con | Word Count: 573 | Pairings: Steve/Vine Monster

Summary: Steve gets fucked by some vines in the Upside Down

Ocean Currents (1/2) - Rating: E | No CWs | Word Count: 1,637 | Pairings: Steddie | Additional Tags: Tentacles, Octopus-Mer!Eddie, Rough Sex, Trans Steve Harrington (FTM), Some Male Terms Used for Steve's Parts, Steve's POV

Summary: Steve comes back to an octopus mer he'd met before, this time promising to stay forever.

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Out of Context WIP (qpr Stevie edition)

He’s gonna have to marry her someday. Not necessarily because he wants to but because if he doesn’t marry her then someone else will, and no matter how kind they may be they’re going to want something Evie can never give them- and he can’t let that happen to her. Besides, it’s not like he could marry who he wanted even if Soda loved him back. And he could do far worse than Evie.

[formosusiniquis]

Am I the Asshole?

Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington; Robin Buckley/Original Female Character(s); Steve Harrington/Original Character(s); Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson WC: 6052 | Rated: T | Tags: Modern AU, Reddit AU, Some AITA typical terrible people, QPR Steve & Robin, NB Steve, NB Robin AKA the Stobin AITA fic

r/AmITheAssshole u/HufflepuffHero94 9yrs ago AITA for being concerned about my girlfriends living situation?

Context: My (20F) girlfriend (18F) is amazing. She's a polyglot linguistics major, speaks three languages fluently and she's completely self-taught, a genius basically. We go to the same college (Midwestern Liberal Arts college) where we met in the marching band. Now R, my girlfriend, is from a small town. Like the kind of small town that they make jokes about in sitcoms, she isn't really online (so I'm not worried about her seeing this) because she claims they didn't even have the internet until she was in high school. She isn’t really “out” because of this. It’s like she lives in this semi-closeted space like some kind of TV queerbait character. It's not really a problem, I mean she’ll tell people we’re dating if they ask and all of our marching band friends know but when I ask about it she says it’s because it wasn’t really safe in her hometown growing up. But it’s 2014 not 1980…

Even though R is a freshman she’s in special accommodations. Instead of living in the dorms like the school usually requires she’s got a small, studio apartment just off of campus. A perk considering how awful living in the dorms is. R is a pretty private person and super studious. Most of our dates have been in the library or a study date at the coffee place on campus. She’s not big on PDA, she says she’s trying to get better at it but she’s still only sort of out and I’m her first real girlfriend. I was psyched when she asked me if I wanted to go with her to her apartment to study, said her best friend had a never fail study method that she was eager to try (and when she told me what it was I was pretty eager too).

R can’t drive, so when I pull into the parking lot of her complex she notices something and says her roommate hasn’t left for work yet. I’m a little confused because like I said she lives in a studio apartment, but she just brushes it off and says something about asshole parents and this being what they could afford when some money fell through. She’s sent me snaps from her place, so I know it’s pretty cozy so I tell her it’s fine. Obviously I’m concerned about what the set up is going to be like when we get up there but she insists that dingus (her words) will only be there for another couple minutes before they have to leave for work and that Stevie (again her words) is her best friend in the world. They moved here together from the same small town or something.

To give R credit, she’s definitely done the best she can with the space. When I walked it it definitely felt as homey as it does in her pictures. The door opened up into the kitchen and living room and she’s got those spaces divided off from the beds with one of those Chinese paper divider thingies. Anyway to make a long story short it turns out her roommate and best friend Stevie is actually a whole dude (19). He comes out, gives her a look and asks her if “us girls are planning a sleepover” and if he should make himself scarce for the evening. R says she doesn’t give him shit when his “special friends” come over and after that I kinda stopped listening. I slipped off into the apartment looking for the bathroom and that’s when I saw how their “bedroom” was set up. Twin beds INCHES apart, they might as well be sharing the same one.

Here’s where I might be the asshole. When her “friend” finally cleared out I told her the truth. I didn’t know how comfortable I was hanging out in her place where she lives with a guy. I do live in the dorms but I’ve got a single right now. I asked her to move in with me so she wouldn’t have to be in this situation. I guess it maybe sounded like I was dissing her friend, which I was but I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. I just think it’s weird that she won’t come out to anyone and is also living with some guy! I told her I wasn’t interested in being an experiment and if things were serious then she would want to move in with me.

That’s when she kicked me out and called me an asshole. But really I don’t think I’m being a dick for being concerned that she might just be jerking me along while she plays lesbian so she can tell her boyfriend about it at home. Even if nothing is going on I'm just worried that living in this kind of environment isn't safe for her. I mean this guy is probably just pretending to be her friend to get in her pants, I think the fact that they're from the same small town means she can't see that. I really think she would be better off if she moved into the dorms with me aita?

u/otpsnotbrotps NTA

u/foreplayisntreal NTA guys and girls can't be friends. If she even is a lez and a katy perry wannabe then roomie is just biding his time til she's ready to be converted

Read the rest on AO3

[kitweewoos]

"I’m just way too gay for this nonsense." + Will&Stevie (💜)

💙

edit: you can also read it here on ao3

“Honestly,” Stevie said, looking at a crowd forming in the Emergency Department waiting room, “I have no idea what’s happening out there except that it is loud, and in my way.”

“I think it’s some kind of, I don’t know, reality TV star?” Will replied, lifting his drink to his mouth. 

“You guys don’t know Shane and Deliah?” April asked with a gasp. 

“No?” they replied at the same time with the same inflection. She raised her eyebrows at them both, and then continued as if not bothered by it.

“They’re this incredible hot couple from Chicago! They’re on that show Chi-Town Hotties! They’re the hottest couple there!”

“Uh-huh,” Stevie said. “And?”

“I can’t believe you don’t know who they are! Everyone knows who they are! Even Miss Goodwin knows.”

They both shrugged and April scoffed.

“Well, I’m going to speak to someone with culture.”

She left them alone, and Stevie sighed.

“So, our waiting room is going to be insane for hours because some attractive people fucked on tv?” 

“I guess. I don’t know. I’m just way too gay for this nonsense,” he said. She snorted and rested her cheek against his shoulder for a moment. “I literally have never heard of Chi-Town Hotties or whatever. When I get out of work, I don’t really want to watch some mindless reality show about people without jobs.”

“Yeah,” she said. “And I’m not interested in their heterosexual problems.”

“It’s all so toxic, isn’t it? I’ve had enough toxic relationships in my life. I don’t find them entertaining.”

“Understandable. Well, once we’re out of here, do you want to go to that movie we were talking about the other day? The one with the hot knights, and the big monster? I think there’s some showings after work?”

“Yeah, that sounds really good,” he said. “I’ll buy you the big popcorn.”

“Only if I can get you the massively oversized Slushie.”

“Deal.”

[Back At It Again with MORE Dialogue Prompts!]

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MY OTHER AUS

Steddie Ghost (1990) AU

Steve finds himself as a ghost in a mugging gone wrong. After learning his attack wasn’t an accident, he’s desperate to warn Robin of the danger she might be in. Enter Eddie, a not-so-con psychic, who can hear Steve. [tag]

Ronance Life is Strange AU

Steve Harrington is missing, Chrissy Cunningham is acting weird, and Nancy Wheeler discovers she can rewind time after seeing Robin Buckley get shot in the school bathroom.  Or: Nancy Wheeler falling for a dead girl. [tag]

Until Dawn AU

Four years prior, Barbara Holland disappeared on the mountain at Steve Harrington’s parents’ winter lodge. After the whole ordeal with Vecna, Nancy starts looking into the mountain, suspecting Barb’s disappearance might’ve been related to the Upside Down. When she learns that several others have gone missing in recent years, she convinces Steve to bring them all to the lodge to investigate. [tag]

Modern Josieverse

Basically what it says on the tin. Single parent Robin but in modern day. [tag]

Missing Kid AU

Some years after everything, Holly Wheeler finds a baby in the boathouse. When the baby leviatates something in front of her, she takes her to Wayne Munson, who takes her in. Kat Munson grows up with no idea who her birth parents are or why she was dumped in the boathouse. When she turns twelve, she sets out to find her birth mom. Or: 11 years after believing her daughter to be dead, Robin Buckley comes face to face with her missing daughter. [tag]

Ronance Atonement AU

When some of the Wheelers’ valuables are stolen, Mike points the finger at Robin, who he had seen with Nancy in the library prior. This is something he regrets for the rest of his life.  [tag]

Ronance One Night Stand + Accidental Pregnancy AU

Nancy Wheeler and Robin Buckley meet for the first time in a club in California. They have a one night stand and don’t exchange their information. A month later, Robin discovers she’s pregnant. She knows it has to be Nancy’s but she can’t find her to tell her, no matter how hard she tries. Three years later, Nancy and Mike move to Hawkins and Nancy discovers she has a two year old son.  An AU where Robin and Nancy coparent their kid and slowly fall in love along the way. Featuring transfem Nancy, transfem Stevie, transmasc Eddie and (briefly) single mom Robin. [tag]

QPR Stobin raising their kid AU

Steve and Robin are platonic life partners, lavender-married and raising their kid together. When their daughter comes out as a trans girl in her teens, they do their best to be the most supportive they can be. [tag]

Ronance She-Ra AU

Robin as Adora, Nancy as Catra. Sometimes flipped around for fun. [tag]

Ronance Transistor AU

Nancy comes to and finds that her voice has been stolen and her girlfriend killed. Robin’s consciousness has been absorbed into the Transistor, the weapon that killed her, so Nancy takes it and embarks on a journey to avenge her, putting an end to Brenner’s plan for good. [tag] [art]

Ronance Stobin The X-Files AU

Agent Wheeler finds herself assigned to work with Agent Buckley, who is well-known for cracking after her old partner’s disappearance. Adjacent to novakiart’s AU. [tag]

Stobin Ghost Files AU

Steve and Robin as Ryan and Shane. [tag]

Stobin Russian Doll AU

The day of his 24th birthday, Steve Harrington dies. This seems to an event that keeps occurring. AKA Steve (and Robin) stuck in a time loop, based off the show Russian Doll. [tag]

Ronance Good Omens AU

Nancy’s an angel. Robin’s a demon. Follows seasons 1&2 of Good Omens. [tag] [art]

Murder Suspect Nancy AU

November of 1983, Nancy goes home with Barb, and everything changes. A plot rewrite in a universe where Nancy is accused of murder in 1986 instead of Eddie. [tag]

AUs I haven’t posted about yet

Ronance Wizards of Waverly Place AU

The Wheelers are wizards. Steve and Jonathan, Nancy’s best friends, know. Robin, who Nancy is nursing a huge crush on, apparently doesn’t, and isn’t meant to. How do you woo a girl without accidentally revealing your family secret? Nancy’s determined to find out.

Ronance mermaid AU

Nancy’s a mermaid. Robin’s the best friend of the kingdom’s prince. When Robin almost drowns sailing with Prince Steve during a storm, Nancy saves her, piquing her curiousity about the human kingdom. She makes a deal with Henry Creel to trade her tail for human legs. The condition is that Creel gets her voice… and some other conditions she doesn’t hear about until after she signs. Mermaid Nancy falling for human Robin, vaguely following the plot of The Little Mermaid.

The Hunger Games AU (ronance, stonathan, platonic stancy)

Nancy Wheeler is reaped for the Hunger Games. To her horror, so is her little brother–until Steve Harrington volunteers in his place. Everything is centred on getting home to Mike. She plays up a romance with Steve, thinking it’s fake to him, too. They survive, only to be thrust back into things. That’s where they meet Robin Buckley, a previous victor from another district. Steve begins to fall for their mentor, Jonathan Byers, and against her better judgement, Nancy finds herself falling for Robin.

ST Yellowjackets AU

The Hawkins Tigresses find themselves stranded in the wilderness when their plane crashes on the way to nationals. Centred on Nancy, Robin and Eddie.

Ronance Dishonoured AU

Nancy as Corvo Attano, Robin as Jessamine Kaldwin.

Evil Josieverse

An AU of Josieverse where Robin died when Josie was three and Steve is left to raise her.

Bucklair apocalypse AU

An Upside Down-related Zombie Apocalypse breaks out in Hawkins. Robin saves Lucas and Erica, managing to get them out of town, but they find themselves pushed further and further out. They have no idea that the rest of the group managed to set up a settlement. An AU of the three of them navigating a zombie apocalypse.

Lumax Ghosts AU

Max inherits an old estate while she and Lucas are house-hunting. They move in with Dustin, only for Max to discover that the house is haunted.

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[elevatefemslash]

I love this so much! Quick question - while I'm VERY HERE for the mission of elevating femslash in this fandom, does this fest incorporate platonic/familial relationships as well? As much as I love actual ships, I'd also love to see more of rare dynamics like Alexis + Ronnie, Moira + Marcy, etc. that might not be inherently or even remotely romantic/sexual. Would that be appropriate for this fest?

Absolutely! Fics should focus on a relationship--sexual, romantic, platonic, familial--between two or more women in the Schitt’s Creek universe. Mod another_Hero wrote Stevie&Ronnie firefighting and Moira&Marcy parenting feels for last year’s Elevate!; @hullomoon wrote Moira&Stevie solving a mystery on a train; @landofsonlali wrote Ronnie&Jocelyn and Ronnie&Alexis in a baking competition. None of those fics involved central romances! (And have you ever been more excited by the concept of a fic than “Moira & Stevie train mystery,” really?) As far as we’re concerned, friendships, familial relationships, QPRs, and (why not) carefully cultivated enmities are actual ships, they’re interesting and important things in our characters’ lives that are worth writing stories about, and they very much belong in Elevate!

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