They Are So Special To Me

they should invent a tummy that doesnt hurt

My honest reaction to doomed siblings:

Stobin Girls Night

Comissioned Emily @/kasphacked on twitter to draw this stobin moment from my fic Acta, Non Verba they're so cute I'm obsessed with them!!

See below the cut for a snippet of the fic and an alternate version of the art ⤵️

"Pshhh, he’s not even that cute,” Eddie lies. Steve is that cute, Eddie was helplessly drawn to him from the moment he saw that swoop of hair three years ago at an Alpha Sig kegger.

Apparently, Eddie walked right into the trap that Chrissy set, because she turns around her phone with a flourish, satisfied smirk on her face. “You sure about that?”

It’s a selfie of Steve and his friend Robin, wearing face masks and cuddly-looking pajamas, both of them have fuzzy pink headbands holding their hair back. Steve looks disgustingly cute, so cute that Eddie lets out an embarrassing little keening noise that he tries to cover with a grunt. 

“I hate you.”

“Five more minutes,” Robin reminds him with a nudge. 

Steve drops his hand down into his lap, pretending like he wasn’t about to scratch his nose and mess up his hydrating face mask like he always does. When he got to her dorm room earlier she’d brightly announced that he looked tired and started pulling out different options to fix him up. Robin’s all about self-care lately, and frankly, Steve’s skin has never been better, so he trusts her guidance. 

10 Things I Hate About You is playing on Robin’s laptop, and she keeps teasing him for going googly-eyed over Heath Ledger. “Seriously, how did you not realize you were into dudes sooner?” she asks, thwacking him with a pillow as he watches Patrick serenade Kat.

“I’m sure I knew, I just didn’t… know? If that makes sense?” He picks at the mask on his chin where it’s gone all tacky. “I just always liked girls too so I didn’t really notice? I dunno, it’s hard to explain.”

Robin softens immediately. “Don’t worry, I get it. I mean, I always knew I liked girls, but it’s easy to just…” She wiggles her hand like it’s a fish swimming upstream. “Go with the flow.”

They watch the movie for a few minutes before Robin speaks up again. “He looks a lot like Eddie, y’know… I think you have a type.”

“Sure… I guess I do,” Steve snorts.

Read the rest of the fic on Ao3 🧢 🤘

me: listening to a song that came out 40 years before my blorbos were even a thought

also me: how is this about The Character?!?!

my dearest headcanon is that both billy and max have big issues eating at home. everyone in that house sucks at cooking but billy was unable to really stomach anything after his momma left and what were easy meals became stomachaches for max because of the tension and the 99.9% chance of a fight breaking. i can and i will bet $100 they BOTH threw up the first day of school at hawkins.

both can eat the cafeteria food and will eat anything, not picky at all, although they have an awful diet. max runs on ketchup packets and plain bread and billy's breakfast and dinner are cigarettes.

now, when they get closer to the party (pretend that billy is safe and sound), they learn about this and decide to fix it immediately. max ends up having dinner at someone's house (usually lucas). billy gets leftovers from joyce when he goes to pick her up at the byers house. dustin coincidentally always gets extra sandwiches his mama made for lunch and no, he cant eat them all, max can you help him? steve invites billy to get hot dogs, burgers, and uh, a salad too, something healthy right?, after practice. and they both should get water, too—

it takes them some time but when they realize, both billy and max are awful mad. yet, upon thinking about it, max doesnt go to bed with a stomachache and billy doesnt feel nauseous every day. so, maybe it *is* okay

maybe they just forgot how it felt to be taken care of

Robin Buckley; a webweave [requested by anon]

making every conversation into being about The Character with the same reliability and conviction of a youth pastor going “you know who else partied? our lord and savior”

Bitchy x Bitchy couples have my heart.

people talking about “forced diversity” like characters being PoC or LGBT or disabled “for no reason” like

are people in real life PoC or LGBT or disabled for a reason

do these critics run up to people on the street like WHY ARE YOU BLACK