#stranger things ⁑ robin buckley

[dinonugget-s]

(They long to be) Close to You

So this is like a little one shot? It might be apart of a bigger fanfic soon (by the same title). But i wanted to get this out

ronance, panic attack, comfort, mentions of upside down trauma, cursing. no official ronance, just a realization

"So how are you and Steve?" Nancy asks, and Robin feels her very soul leave her body at the question. Nancy notices the difference in her body language and changes hers too, ready to backup her question.

"Its just that, its the second near death experience that you guys have had together. Some feelings must have devloped."

Robin didn't understand why she had to defend her own friendship with everybody. Why no one could take what they were at face value, best friends and nothing more. Sure they were a little touchy, but after the lives that they've both suffered through, before and after the Upside Down buisness, she felt they earned a little skinship.

Then it dawned on Robin, she was going to have come out over and over and over again. Whether it be once to multiple people, or multiple times to the same person. They were always going to confuse her relationship with Steve, or always going to assume that she had some type of feelings for a boy when it couldn't be anymore the opposite.

"Listen, Nance- can I call you Nance? Okay. I love Steve, with all of my heart, but there is nothing romantic about that love. He's my best friend, my platonic soulmate, my partner in crime. But i do not want to kiss him." Was this the speech she was going to have to make every time? Was she eventually going to have to scream out the words: "I'm a lesbian! I like girls! Boobies!"

"Well why not? Sure, Steve and I didn't end up working out, but there wasn't anything wrong with him. And I've notciced just how much he's grown, too." She angles Robin with a stare that sends chills down the older girls spine and she questions if its worth it to argue with her. Nancy Wheeler was never wrong.

But, no, Robin needed to make her stance on this once a for all. And well, if Nancy had a problem with it, she wouldn't have to see her again. Ever. "Steve's great, and if anyone is the most proud of how much he's grown as a person, its me. But.. I'm not like you, Nancy-"

"What's that supposed to mean?" The shorter girl grew defensive quickly. Robin was quick to shake her head. "Nothing, nothing, just that.. I'd like Steve a lot more if he was a sh-Tevie"."

Way to fucking go Rob. Chicken out on the pronouns last second and make it sound like you have a lisp that she definitely knew you didn't have before. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Nancy's eyes narrowed and she tilted her head. "What does his name have anything to do with it? Plus Eddie calls him Stevie all the time." And it took every ounce of the little restraint Robin had left in her being to not roll her eyes to the moon.

There was nothing straight about whatever was going on between Eddie and Steve. Steve may not have realized it yet, and Robin is just waiting for him to come to terms with the idea that he also might not be straight. But that would happen on its own time. Regardless, she thought Nancy Wheeler was smart, but she's acting just as clueless as Steve first did when she came out to him.

"Nancy," she started, but the words got caught in her throat. She didn't know if she could say it, she talks a lot of game about not caring what people think. But she really fucking cares, all the time. And Nancy feels like the first girl after Kate that she thinks she can really get along with. Even though she didn't feel like she totally beloned around Kate. Nancy is someone she doesn't feel like she has to hide all her weirdness from. Like, look at her brother, her ex-boyfriend, the gaggle of people that she has chosen to surround herself with, despite having the ability to say that she doesn't want anything to do with them.

But then there's the fact of her family. They're your typical nuclear family with typical nuclear family values. And maybe Nancy can stomach the idea of interdimensional monsters from a scary parallel universe that comes back every year to attack them, but the idea of having a lesbian in her Hawkins was way too much for her.

"Rob?" Rob, Nancy had never called her that before. Which means she was on nickname level now. Did she want to lose that over something as small (well, not small) as liking girls. Was doing this worth it? She dated Steve, though, right? She was the main one that brought out the good in him, made him realize that he didn't want to be like his family. And Dustin, too, Dustin definitely helped him.

Everything around Robin was blurry. Never has she ever wished so bad to be drugged by the Russians again. After the drugs, it seemed like her nerves were calmed for just the second that she felt safe enough to tell her big secret. She expected the worst, but hoped for the best. It's what she should do now, right?

It felt like she was on the elevator again, the world plumetting down from beneath her and sending her so far deep underground, but this time there were no little humans to help save her. There was no Steve to help fight for her or take the brunt of the pain.

Robin couldn't breathe, all that was coming out of her was weezing. She was clutching the blankets beneath her like they were a lifeline, but there were offering no support whatsoever.

She hasn't had one this bad since the first few months after Starcourt. When her and Steve were inseperable and snuck out to each others houses every night. She didn't know why this was affecting her this much.

Calm down

The words were far away and didn't sound like anybody she knew. Was she talking to herself from within her mind?  Like an out of body experience.

Robin, come back to me

It was dark. Wait, when did she close her eyes? Her eyes were closed right?

Open. Open. Open.

Finally, her eyes opened, allowing a flood of light to invade her ocular receptors. Brown hair was in front of her, and she could finally understand that Nancy was the one that was talking to her. She was still struggling to breathe, sounding like she was having an astma attack, and her cheeks felt wet.

Fuck, she was crying.

Nancy had her hands on her shoulders, rubbing her thumbs up and down. "Good, good Rob. Alright. Can you try and breathe with me?" Robin nodded as best she could, watching Nancy's mouth in order to try and make sense of the words she was saying. Her ears stopped completely working a second ago.

"In 2, 3" The brunetted reapeated over and over again. It wasn't until about the sixth time did Robin finally get the rhythm of it, and the fifteenth time did she finally get her heart rate to calm down. "Alright," Nance said, her hand going to Robins head and raking through her hair. "Let's lay you down, and im going to get you some water."

She gently pushed the taller girl back onto her bed and made sure the pillow was comfortable under her neck before leaving her alone to get the water she mentioned.

Robin still felt the effects of the panic attack  Her breathing was shaky and hands were trembling, and she felt light headed. But she was back to normal, as normal as she could be. Her mind was beginning to work properly, and now she just felt pathetic. There was no reason for her to freak out the way that she did.

Robin knew about the tiny Byers. Was able to figure him out with just a sideways glance, and she knew that Jonathan knew too. Nancy was surrounded by the weird. She wouldn't have had a visceral reaction and Robin knew that. But she just couldn't bring herself to say those words in front of Nancy Wheeler.

But she couldn't lie to her, especially after this. Even if she did react badly, it would be better to do it now than when they got closer. Robin didn't want Nancy to lose another friend. Which is crazy to think about, she's the one who's putting her life on the line because of the gender she's into, but she's worried about the mental state of the girl who she's avoided like the plauge the first 17 years of her life.

She heard the click of the door and slowly began to sit up, Nancy was there with the water in her hand like she'd promised, and some candies that Robin didn't recognize. "Hey," Nancy said quietly, sitting on the side of the bed and holding the water out to the other girl. "Some water, and even though your calmed down some, the sour candies will shock your system a little bit."

Robin smiled softly, taking a sip of the water and holding the candies in her hands. After swallowing, she wiped her mouth and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry.. about.. that." She mumbled, and Nancy was quick to shake her head.

"Don't you dare. I don't know what happened to trigger it, and you don't have to tell me. I won't push on the Steve subject anymore, though. I'm sorry if it's what caused you to panic." Robin was shocked. It seemed like Nancy did nothing but shock her since they started being around each other more.

"I promise, one day Ill tell you. Maybe soon, maybe into the far far furture." As if she could keep this a secret that long. Nancy simply smiles and reaches for Robins hand,  giving it a squeeze and rubbing her thumb along it. "How are you feeling now?"

Right now? Her heart was in her throat, but not  entirely in the panic attack kind of way. More in the same way that she realized maybe she did have romantic feelings for Tammy. This time though, she realized all on her own, and not by Tammy's friends finding the french-written note about her dream escapades with the singer.

Seriously, Robin? A girl is nice to you a couple of times and you get feelings for her? Get a grip.

A nervous chuckle (a giggle?) falls from her lips. "Much better, honestly. How did you know what to do?" As soon as the question was in the air, she realized how stupid it had sounded. Nancy had dealt with this longer than Robin had, was at the heart of discovering the Upside Down and what the party had called 'demogorgons.' Which she was glad to have not experienced. 

Although, maybe she would have liked to work her way up from the bottom, rather than having started with the Russian's torturing her and then being chased by a 100ft monster through the woods on the fourth of July. She's pretty sure all of them had some sort of PTSD that rivaled war veterans.

But Nancy didn't seem too bothered by the question, didn't even give it a second thought. "Jonathan helped me through my first few ones, then we eventually helped each other, and I started helping Mike." She stood up from the bed and started to look through her closet, almost as though she was trying to avoid making eye contact. "I um.. did you want to stay the night?"

Robin felt like maybe she was going to have another actual panic attack. But oh my god did she want to have a sleepover. There was something about being around Nancy that made Robin never want to leave her orbit, but she also wanted to put herself at as far of a distance that she could without seeming like she didn't want Nancy around. She thinks that her possible new found feelings might be the reason.

The right answer would be no, she can't.

"Yeah!" Robin blurted out before she could even stop herself. She wanted to smack herself upside the head, she actually wanted to curbstomp herself, beat herself up because why would she agree. "My uh.. my parents need me to shampoo my dog. But I'll be back later tonight. If that's... okay?" 

She doesn't have a dog.

Nancy beamed at her, holding her pajamas in her arms. "Yeah, that's perfectly fine." Robin was quick to jump to her feet, loosing her balance a little due to still being slightly lightheaded. "I'll be right back," she made a little salute and attempted to run out of the room without seeming like she was running. (She ended up tripping through about half of the stairs.)

She didn't realize it until she was about half way to Steve's house, but she was biking with exuberant speed. Four times as fast than she'd done before and her legs were on fire, but not any worse than the blaze that was in her lungs. She should have waited just a little longer for her lungs to have recovered before racing half way across the town to her best friends house.

She made sure that his parents weren't randomly in town, dropped her bike on his front steps, and started pounding on his door.

It took about three minutes before he opened the door, wearing a shirt that definitely wasn't his-but that was something for later. He was groggy, rubbing his eyes. "Rob?"

"I think I like Nancy fucking Wheeler."

[dippindaz]

Can I request Robin and reader having a whipped cream fight, but then Steve goes into "mama steve" mode since he does not tolerate a messy kitchen? XD

Omg I love this idea!!

Warnings: Falling? Idk what else ngl

You weren’t sure how things had escalated so quickly.

One minute, you and Robin were standing side by side in Steve’s kitchen, making sundaes for movie night. The next, she was wielding a can of whipped cream like it was a weapon, a mischievous grin on her face.

“This can only end badly,” you said, taking a cautious step back.

Robin waggled the can at you. “That sounds like something a coward would say.”

You scoffed. “Oh, I am so not a coward.”

“Then prove it.”

Before you could react, she pressed the nozzle, shooting a dollop of whipped cream straight onto your nose.

You gasped. “You menace!”

Robin cackled, clearly proud of herself. “I regret nothing.”

“You should.”

You lunged for your own can, twisting the nozzle and aiming for her cheek. She yelped, trying to duck, but you still managed to get a decent amount in her hair.

Robin touched her curls, her mouth falling open in exaggerated betrayal. “Oh, it’s on now.”

Within seconds, the two of you were engaged in full-blown warfare. There was no strategy, no logic—just pure chaos. You darted around the kitchen, dodging her attempts while launching your own attacks, laughing so hard your stomach hurt.

Robin managed to corner you near the fridge, pressing her can right against your arm and spraying a thick line of whipped cream up your sleeve.

“You little—”

Acting on impulse, you grabbed a handful of the mess and smeared it across her cheek.

She shrieked. “You did not just—”

“Oh, I did.”

Robin was about to retaliate when a new voice cut through the laughter.

“What the hell is going on in here?”

Both of you froze mid-motion, turning toward the doorway.

Steve stood there, eyes wide with absolute horror at the scene. His gaze darted between the sticky countertops, the whipped cream-covered floor, and then you two—a mess of sugar and laughter.

“Oh,” Robin said casually, “hey, Steve.”

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose. “I leave you alone for one hour. One! And this is what happens?”

“In our defense—” you started.

“There is no defense!” He gestured wildly to the disaster zone. “I just mopped in here yesterday! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get sticky crap off the floor?”

Robin shrugged. “Sounds like a you problem.”

Steve turned to you, exasperated. “You’re supposed to be the responsible one! How did she rope you into this?”

You lifted your hands in surrender. “Have you met her?”

Robin grinned. “Yeah, Stevie, have you met me?”

Steve ran a hand down his face, muttering something under his breath before pointing at both of you. “I don’t care who started it. You’re both cleaning everything. Right now.”

Robin groaned. “Ugh, Mom, let us have fun.”

“No.”

Just to be difficult, Robin locked eyes with you, smirked, and, with zero hesitation, reached out to smear one last streak of whipped cream onto your cheek.

Steve lost it.

“That’s it! I hope you both slip and fall in your own mess!” He dramatically turned on his heel, grumbling as he stomped toward the sink.

Karma must have been listening because at that exact moment, his shoe met a particularly sticky patch of whipped cream.

His foot slipped. His arms flailed. There was a moment of pure panic before—

Thud.

Steve hit the floor.

Silence.

Then, Robin burst out laughing so hard she nearly doubled over. You clamped a hand over your mouth, trying—and failing—not to join her.

Steve just laid there for a second, staring at the ceiling like he was reconsidering all of his life choices.

“You good down there, buddy?” Robin wheezed.

Steve exhaled sharply, eyes closing. “I hate both of you.”

Robin wiped at her teary eyes, grinning. “Love you too, Mom.”

“Shut up.”

You reached out to help Steve up, still shaking with laughter. “We’ll clean it up. Promise.”

Steve shot both of you a glare before reluctantly accepting your hand. “You’d better.”

As you and Robin started wiping down the kitchen—still sneaking little flicks of whipped cream at each other—Steve sighed heavily and leaned against the counter, watching you both.

“I swear to God,” he muttered, “it’s like babysitting two toddlers.”

Robin waggled her eyebrows. “Two adorable toddlers.”

Steve grabbed the whipped cream can out of her hand and chucked it in the sink. “Not anymore, you’re not.”

You and Robin shared a look.

Yeah. Totally worth it.

Taglist: @sackgrl @lemonysweetheart @DeeSparticus @avengersz-biotch

[stelacole]

matching icons of nancy and robin. like or reblog if using/if saving.

[incredipuppy]

[diavalkitty]

Elevator scene:

[hot-patootiee]

I love the “Steve has good parents, they’re just not on camera.”

Steve’s dad walks in on Eddie and Steve making out, both shirtless. Eddie freaks the fuck out and Steve just sheepishly smiles at his father.

“I know I told you not to lock your door, but I take that back because I don’t want to see that again.”

“Thanks Dad!”

“Use protection!”

…

He walks into a house full of random children. The kids and Steve’s dad are just staring at each other.

“You’re paying to feed these kids, right?”

“No, you are.”

“Well shit.”

“Language, there are children!”

“Do I get to know these children who I have financially adopted?”

…

Hopper, who is over at the Harrington house to speak to Steve. Mr Harrington walks in to see the chief of police sitting on his couch. He sees Steve in the kitchen and quickly makes his way over.

“Steve! What is the chief of police doing here?”

“He’s a family friend.”

“What family?” Mr Harrington snaps back, gesturing at himself.

“He’s my friend?”

“I don’t see a world where you randomly become friends with the chief of police”

“I got caught with drugs?”

“Then why isn’t he arresting you?” Mr Harrington points to Steve’s cuff-less wrists.

“Can’t tell you?”

“Why?”

“I signed an NDA?”

“Steve, why the fuck would you do that? I’m a lawyer, you don’t just sign NDAs at a whim.”

“To be completely fair, I was concussed every time or they used a friend to threaten me.”

“It shouldn’t stand up in court then. Who did you sign it for?”

“The US government.”

“Fuck.”

[itsdjover]

They're being chased by a monster and yet their first instinct at hearing Dustin singing on the radio is to judge him. I love them so much.

[forbescaroline]

11k celebration: top 50 m/f friendships (as voted by my followers) #09. steve harrington and robin buckley - stranger things

[steddieme]

in most fics i've read robin is grossed out when steve talks about his sex life, which is probably far more in character for her, but hear me out

imagine them discussing literally everything. like having no boundaries whatsoever.

one day robin mentions she's never seen a dick and she's curious what all the fuss is about.

robin: you have one

steve: yeah...?

robin: so show me

steve: ??

steve: sure, why not

when steve pulls down his pants, robin just stares at him with a blank face

robin: that's... it?

steve: what do you mean that's it??

robin: it looks sad

steve: ??? well, it's not hard rn, obviously???

robin: ugh, boring

steve: you want me to show you my hard dick?? is that what's happening rn?

robin: i mean yeah?

steve: your judgemental face is forever burned into my mind. i don't think i'll ever be able to get hard again.

then robin bursts into his room like a week later

robin: steve, you're a slut-

steve: hey!

robin: so you know your way around a vagina, right?? i need you to tell me if i have a rash or not

steve: do you not own a handheld mirror?

robin: i'm freaking out so much, i can't make a sound observation rn

steve: *sigh* alright

turns out robin does indeed have a rash and steve takes her to the doctor

at one point they lose all shame. steve regularly air dries while robin hangs out in his room. robin makes steve do her monthly breast self-exam. they check each other for ticks.

when steve and eddie start dating steve tells robin literally everything. robin knows way too much about eddie and she loves it.

robin comes over for movie night, eddie is already there

robin: how was your day?

steve: we slept in, then eddie fucked me, it was great-

eddie: *chokes*

steve: then we cooked lunch, there are some leftovers in the fridge, go ahead and eat. yours?

eddie: ???

robin: ugh, don't get me started-

eddie: wait wait wait, how did you just say that so casually?

stobin: ???

eddie: that i fucked you??

steve: i tell robin everything. i told you that. you said that's fine.

eddie: i didn't know that included our sex life?

steve: why wouldn't it? ... wait, oh no, are you not okay with that?? i'm sorry, i thought you knew??

eddie: oh no, it's fine! it just surprised me is all. y'all are real freaks, carry on

stobin: okay then

robin freaks out before her first date with a girl

robin: what if my vagina looks weird???

steve: are you planning to fuck her on the first date, buckley? and how many times do i have to tell you your vagina looks absolutely normal??

robin: no, i'm not, but it's still a valid concern!!! what if my vagina looks hideous to girls??

eddie, the silent observer: lol

steve: what are you even talking about... a vagina is a vagina, vagina lovers love all vaginas

robin: stop saying vagina

steve: vagina vagina vagina-

robin tackles him and they end up wrestling until steve yields

steve: okay okay,, as someone who's seen his fair share of coochies

robin: that's even worse

steve: yours looks perfectly fine.

eddie: wait, you've seen it?

stobin, staring at him: ...

eddie: right, dumb question

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The party, of course, immediately accepted Will and Robin when they came out. Dustin couldn't help but ask the question because he's a nosy little shit.

Dustin: *looking at Robin* If you had to pick a man, though, who would you go for?

Robin: Steve. No contest. Only in a parallel universe, though. And parallel me still has to like women. There's no universe where I'm straight. Not that I have anything against heterosexuality.

Steve: Eddie. *everyone stares at him* Oh, was that question not directed at both of us?

Eddie: It's okay, big boy. If I were gay, I'd go for you, too.

Argyle: *whispering* Oh, man, Steve and Eddie don't know about bisexuality.

Steve: You whispered that to me.

Argyle: Oh, sorry. *turns to Jonathan* Oh, man, Steve and Eddie don't know that bisexuality exists.

[wrayofmoonshine]

*grips your shoulders tightly* listen to me. you HAVE to make stobin weirder, okay? you have to make them the embodiment of that Secret Third Thing™️. they’re those cats at a shelter that you can’t separate for anything. make them do examinations of each others bodies cause they’re worried about a health issue. make them share a single piece of gum. make them swap pronouns and names and clothes on a regular basis. make them shower together. i need one of the kids to call for steve in a different room and have robin come to help instead because they’re one person. i need steve to show up to work wearing robins tag cause she’s too sick to come in. they have to get weirder, do you understand? it’s for their health.

[luthientinuvielss]

"excuse me? she asked for no pickles. 🤨"

she:

[incredipuppy]

Redraw of a drawing I did of summer last year because I rewatch season 4 recently and wanted to draw them again

[imfinereallyy]

you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.

[morganbritton132]

Steve gets really into birdwatching after patrolling the woods around Hawkins for upside down creepy-crawlies and then accidentally joins the Hawkins Community Birdwatching Society, and rightfully doesn’t tell anybody about it because he still wants the party to think he’s cool.

However. Eddie brings his uncle around the party for the first time and before he can introduce him, Wayne’s like, “Hey, Steve. Diana tell ya that she saw a pileated woodpecker outside of Melvards last week?”

When Steve doesn’t respond with confusion, a record scratches inside Robin and Eddie’s brains at the same time because

“This is Wayne? Your friend Wayne??” Robin asks at the same time that Eddie exclaims, “Steve from bird club is Steve Harrington?!”