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ddejavvu · 5 months
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Play wrestling with your gf Robin Buckley, but Steve walks in and practically shrieks because he thinks you two are doing something wildly different
In Steve's defense, you are biting Robin's thigh. But you're biting her thigh to overpower her, which- doesn't sound much better. But you're wrestling - really wrestling, not wrestling.
You've got her pinned to the wall, and you'd dropped to your knees to gnaw at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The pinch from your teeth is meant to make her knees give out, and once she's on the floor you'll grab her wrists and pin them to her back. Then you'll declare yourself the winner before she can escape. It's meant to be a foolproof plan, but- well, Steve Harrington has been called a fool before. Perhaps no plan is foolproof enough for him.
He's accustomed to walking into Robin's room like it's his own, but this time you're sure he wishes he'd knocked. He finds you kneeling between Robin's legs, face buried in her thigh a little too close to what's between them for Steve's comfort.
He screams. He screams, and slaps a hand over his eyes, and stumbles backwards all at once, which means he goes tumbling back down Robin's staircase. Her bedroom is right at the top of it, and the hallway is evidently not wide enough for Steve to stop in before he falls right back down the way that he came.
You both dart to the staircase and watch as he lands at the base with a sickening thud, and a groan that you've come to associate with visits to the emergency room.
"Steve?" Robin calls, feet pounding against the stairs as she races to his side. She prods at his temple, and when he grumbles something incoherent in response, she lifts his head off of the floor. She cradles it in her hands, checking for his pulse, "Steve, can you hear me?"
"Yes, dipshit, stop poking me," He swats her hand away when he regains the wind that was knocked out of him, and he sits up while glaring at you where you stand at the top of the staircase.
"That was fucking disgusting." He accuses. You're fairly certain you have the right to do whatever you want with your girlfriend in her own home, but you'd just caused Steve possible brain damage, so you don't point that out.
"We were play-fighting," Robin huffs, rubbing the back of her hand where Steve had smacked her, "You're the one who didn't knock."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I've been your best friend for two years," Steve gripes, struggling to his feet and rubbing at the back of his head where you presume it hit a step, "I didn't know I had to alert the presses to my arrival. Listen- you two," He turns his glare back to you, "I'm- happy for you, okay? But don't- don't ever do that shit again. Close the door, put a sock on it, put up a sign, I don't care, just- never again."
Steve chooses to ignore your rather snippy 'Yes, sir,' in favor of exaggerating a wince as he prods at a sensitive spot near the base of his neck. "Un-fucking-believable," He scoffs, "Another concussion, and this one didn't even come from an interdimensional monster.
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elkdiaries · 6 months
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one thing i see the stranger things fandom forget so often is that robin is actually crazy smart. like, she knows four languages. she seems to be plenty well-acquainted with movies, as she proves over and over while working at family video. she's been in band as long as she's been in high school, and maybe even before that. i'm just shocked that we as a whole haven't taken total advantage of these traits in fanfiction. imagine her working a tutoring job on the weekends for extra cash. walking home from school, headphones on and language tape rolling as she mouths the new words. blabbing to nancy about a book she stayed up all night finishing, all to slip her annotated copy into nancy's tote when she's not looking. seriously. where are my ronance study dates. where are robin's sticker-covered flashcards.
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robin-buck1ey · 2 years
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Thinking about the fact that Robin gave Steve advice about woman and he said she’s the reason he got his game back, and how in Lucas on the line Robin gave Lucas advice on Max, and basically Robin has so much game until she’s actually face to face with a pretty girl😭
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robinsno1lesbian · 1 year
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𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫!𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
(𝐫.𝐛. 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)
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neighbor!robin x fem!reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: living next to robin buckley...heaven on earth
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1673
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!!) , fingering, oral, strap on, pet names, praise kink, very brief mention of mommy kink, no beta read (let me know if i missed anything <3)
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is heavily inspired by @lightvixxen ‘s concept! definitely check out their page for more neighbor!robin x reader content! <3 the ending is a bit rushed so if you need more content there is a part 2 :)
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
you thought you had it all figured out: great job, nice house…a good life.
that is until your new neighbor moves in next door: robin buckley.
the first time you ever see her is when she’s carrying heavy boxes into her new house.
she’s wearing a muscle shirt and loose pants.
you can see the muscles on her arm flexing as she’s picking up multiple heavy-looking boxes at once.
she lets out somewhat of a grunt as she lifts them up.
that catches your attention. you can’t help but watch from your lawn, biting your lip as your eyes wander over her athletic figure.
you didn’t even think it was possible to feel this kind of attraction towards women. you aren’t supposed to feel this way. not for women and especially not for your new, older neighbor.
of course it doesn’t take long until robin notices you too.
you sure are an eye-catcher; wearing short dresses as you’re reading books in your garden, spreading your legs wider when you feel robin’s gaze upon you.
it does take some time for you to fully understand what you’re doing or why you’re doing it…
....why you like the way she eyes your body, why you like to have her attention on you.
but there’s definitely something between the two of you…a cat and mouse game if you will.
your clothes get shorter, the looks linger for longer, robin spends more and more time in her garden to do god knows what.
all you know is that she looks good doing it.
doing work in her garden, mowing her lawn in nothing but a pair of shorts in a sports bra, her skin glistening sweaty under the hot sun.
in return for all the hard work she’s doing all day, you leave the curtains open when you change at night.
allowing her to see you getting undressed.
and you don’t stop there.
because that night is also the first night you and robin take it further than just longing stares across the fence…
your eyes never leave hers as you drop onto the bed and spread your legs for her, arching your back at the very first contact your fingers make with your throbbing entrance.
and that night is just the beginning.
because when you get back from grocery shopping the next day, robin is already waiting for you.
"that looks heavy. let me help you"
just like that, she's inside of your house, carrying your groceries for you.
you don't even have enough time to put them in their place, before robin has you pressed up against your kitchen counter...
kicking your legs apart as she's kissing your neck harshly
"you love teasing me don't you? think you can just fuck yourself with your curtains open? and you enjoyed every second of it too didn`t you? such a dirty girl...such a fucking slut"
you don't understand how her words could have such an impact on you.
but your legs shake and you feel yourself clenching around nothing
and, oh her raspy voice is making this so much worse
"you want me this bad, don't you? so desperate for me..." and she fucking chuckles right at your face.
and before you can help it, her touch is gone and she's stepping out of your space.
"maybe another time pretty girl"
and with that she's gone, leaving you dripping wet and needy for her.
after that first little incident, there is nothing holding you back anymore.
you would walk through your room topless, knowing robin is watching you from her window. you would go out without panties underneath, bending over for robin to see while she's outside. moaning her name through the night, knowing damn well your window is open only for her to hear.
one night you're being particularly loud when you see a shadow outside your window.
you immediately stop when you notice robin's presence.
you are all naked, spread out on your bed with your neighbor towering over you.
"w-what are you- you can't be here" you stutter.
"oh, but you were calling for me weren't you...?"
but all robin is really here for is to finally break that damn circle of constant teasing.
she would never admit it but she wants you just as bad
"now don't stop just because I'm here...you wanted this, didn't you?"
she sits down on the edge of your bed, the mattress bouncing under the extra weight of hers.
and when you can't help but nod, a desperate whine coming from your lips, she gestures for you to continue.
oh but it doesn't end when your first orgasm rushes through you.
"i don't remember telling you to stop"
and just like that, robin coaxes some of the best orgasms out of you, without even touching you herself.
but when she finally, finally touches you...it's literal heaven on earth.
it happens at one of your parents' annual bbq gatherings. they tend to invite the whole neighborhood and so -obviously- robin is gonna be there.
so of course you pick out a tiny little dress to wear.
when robin first see you approaching, she really can't help it but stare at the way the material looks on you, tightly clinging to your body in all the right ways.
but when you lean it close and whisper into her ear, that is when she loses it.
"i'm not wearing any panties. i thought you would like to know"
you knew you would get a reaction out of her, but little did you know what kind of reaction...
not even 2 minutes later, you're laying on your bed and robin is straddling your hips and pushing that pretty little dress up your legs
you don't miss the way her eyes go just a tiny bit wider when she feels the wetness that has pooled between your legs.
"this really turns you on huh? acting all innocent out there while you aren't wearing anything underneath that pretty dress of yours..."
before you have the chance to tell her how this is exactly what you've wanted ever since she moved in, robin flicks her fingers over your clit and your mind goes blank.
shortly after that, two of her fingers are buried knuckle-deep inside of you and she's fucking you exactly the way you've always imagined
neighbor!robin definitely has a mommy kink, like 100%!!
her fingers have the ability to make you see stars already but her mouth...
(besides the fact that she can easily multitask and whisper the filthiest things in your ear, all while fingering you through multiple orgasms)
she is a pro when it comes to going down on you
she could literally eat you out for hours, praising your pussy as she does so.
"oh, you taste so good. all for me"
robin is so fucking possessive over you and you love it
she will use every opportunity she can get to remind you that she's the only one who could ever make you feel this good
"all of this just for me doll? yeah? all mine, only mine"
robin loves to tease you, to remind you that you're practically her little fuck toy.
so it doesn't even surprise you to feel her palm on your thigh when she's visiting your place to have dinner with you.
but when dinner is over and robin explains that she's gonna need you to show her where the bathroom is, it's even worse.
suddenly you're shoved against the wall and robin's fingers are pounding into you while she's standing behind you, holding you against the door by your hair.
"be quiet or they might hear what a slut they've raised"
you love it when robin takes you with her strap.
the first time it happens, you're at her place and she makes you ride it for her while she's holding back your hair in somewhat of a makeshift ponytail.
but she's such a tease and won't move her hips the way you want her to, leaving you without any other choice but to grind down on it.
her hand on your hipbone keeps you still, restricting any further movement.
and she wouldn’t stop, not until you’re a squirming, begging mess for her.
begging her to finally fuck you the way you need her to.
“what do you want pretty girl? want me to fuck you? then say it baby. use your manners…”
you’re far too desperate to be embarrassed about the obscene noises that come from your lips.
however, it’s all worth it when robin begins rolling her hips up to meet your skin.
oh, how robin loves to watch your face whenever she hits that spot that makes you whimper im pleasure.
if she could, she would watch you cum on her strap for hours.
speaking of fucking you with her strap; neither of you will ever forget the time she took you in front of her full length mirror
her hand is yanking you back by the hair, while she’s pounding into you from behind.
“open your eyes doll, look at yourself. oh you can’t? am i fucking you this good?”
robin loves your tits. she’s literally obsessed. she will use any chance she can get to put them in her mouth. any other time she will just stare at them, especially at inconvenient times.
you are about to go out with friends and guess what? robin is watching from her window, eyes focused on your chest.
you are having dinner together? her gaze keeps wandering lower and lower until she’s just shamelessly gaping at your breasts.
robin loves to mock you while she’s inside you.
she knows damn well she has the ability to make you forget your own name with how good she fucks you.
so whenever you start babbling sweet nothings, she will make fun of you.
“oh you liked that…? when i touch you there?”
and as if that’s not enough, she chuckles in your ear.
⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
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bellaramseysgf · 2 years
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Missed you (R.B)
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Warning(s); Fluff,kissing…more like making out,homophobia didn’t exist in the 1980’s argue with the wall!,Steve being a good best friend,fingering,oral (F receiving),semi public sex.
Pairing(s); Robin Buckley x (Afab) Girlfriend! Reader.
Summary; you finally come back from summer camp to surprise Robin.
A/n; I like girls sm🤭
You couldn’t be any more excited the second your mom stopped outside the video store. “Bye!” You said and closed the door. Your heart dropped when you saw her back in the glass doors. You came back from camp 2 days early to surprise Robin and were anxious that she’d be upset you lied about having to stay.
You walked up and grabbed a hold of the door seeing her talking to someone you hadn’t met yet but knew, Steve “dingus” Harrington. “Robi!” You squealed and Robin turned around pure shock filling her face as she ran over to you. “Baby! When’d you get back?” She asked lifting you up with ease as you wrapped your legs around her waist hugging her tight.
“I missed you, missed you so so so much!” You said and she hugged you back sitting your legs back on the ground. Robin was a few inches taller then you so you had to look up just slightly to see into her eyes. “You look so pretty!” You said making her smile. “Me? Look at you! How’d you get here?” “My mom dropped me off” Robin pouted softly “so we don’t have all that long?” Your mom wasn’t the best with giving you and Robin time to see each other. In her defense she ran her own business and was truly busy.
“No, I can stay as long as I want I’d just have to borrow a phone to call her” Robin smiled and bent down to peck your lips softly. You whined and huffed “Robi! You’re gonna mess up my lipglosssss” you still smiled as she pulled away. You used your thumb to wiped off the shiny glitter left over her lips. “Ahem!” You both looked towards the counter Steve still standing there.
“Ignore him” Robin said and you smiled wrapping your arms around her neck as you both hugged once more. “How was camp?” She asked finally leading you over towards the counter. “It was good! There was a kid who literally screamed the whole time but otherwise” Robin laughed quietly and lifted you onto the counter. “Sigh, Steve this is y/n,y/n Steve” you waved at him smiling at him. “It’s nice to meet you. Robin talks a lot about you” she elbowed him and you giggled softly “well I’m not much better I’m sure the other counselors got tired of me talking about you” that made Robin grin and shift close enough to kiss your cheek.
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You stayed quiet for the next few hours watching Robin work and her and Steve poke at each other. You inputted here and there and reminded Robin to be nice to Steve.
Eventually robins break rolled around and she pulled you towards the back “am I allowed in here?” You asked with a smile and she shrugged “well, you are now” she pulled you into the break room. Now that the two of you were alone you could feel the built up tension of the last 3 weeks. The camp didn’t even have a phone so you wrote her letters exchanging them every few days was hardly enough. You missed her so badly you were sure your heart was gonna explode when you first saw her.
You both knew exactly why she brought you back here. “Robi.” You said and she smiled at you “you alright?” She clarified before she even touched you. “Yes. Missed you” Robin took that as a green light and leaned down to kiss you. Her hands reaching to hold your hips while yours went around her neck. The kiss quickly turned to a desperate,sloppy mess. Teeth clanking and tongues touching as she dropped her head to suck at your jaw and neck.
“W-wore this just for you” you gasped feeling her teeth scrape your neck. She smiled eyeing the tiny dress you wore, it had thin straps and barely managed to cover your butt. It was a soft purple color with yellow flowers dusted around it. “It’s very pretty. I’m gonna take it off though” you nodded and she hooked your fingers around the straps sliding them down your arms.
The dress pooled down at your feet and you suddenly felt vulnerable in just your lace bra and cotton panties. “God I missed you. Such a pretty girl,makes me so horny to see you like this. Just wanna fuck you stupid, fuck” you giggled at her little ramble and grabbed a hold of her wrist. “Missed you so much Robi,want you so bad” you pressed her hand against your aching pussy and she let out a hot breath.
“Want my fingers?” She asked and you nodded frantically “please Robi, I..I’ve been a good girl.” Robin tugged your panties down your thighs and swiped her fingers through your folds making you mewl. “Really? Didn’t touch yourself at all?” You shook your head “waited for you..wanted to be good like I promised” robins fingers sunk into your core and moaned out back arching. “Shh,easy baby ive got you.” She assure and dipped her head down to peck your lips.
Robin worked her fingers at a slow and perfect pace curling them just when she needed to have you seeing stars. You tried to keep your moans muffled by kissing her but it wasn’t long until you couldn’t kiss back anymore too drunk on pleasure. “Robi…Robi it…I feel so good.” She smiled kissing down your neck “I know it does. Listen to how messy you sound honey. Leaking onto floor probably.” Robin teased and you whined “not…not that…that messy” you moaned out as a rebuttal, it came out high pitched and whiney not sounding believable in the slightest.
“It’s okay to be messy, you’re my messy little girl and I love it baby. Love watching you crumble on my fingers makes me so happy. You do such a good job, sound so fucking pretty” you felt your cheeks blush from her praise. You could feel your stomach tightening and gripped her arm leaning your head back against the wall. “Yes. That’s it,cum. cum for me. I want it, I want it baby. Need it, need to feel your sweet little pussy tighten on my fingers.” Her encouragement just sent you flying over the edge and your thighs trembled as you cling onto her arm.
Her fingers slowly pushed you through your orgasm and you sighed when the stopped pulling away leaving you empty. you watched rather hazily as she cleaned her glistening fingers. “Always taste so god damn good.” You smiled and pecked her lips “how much longer you got left?” You asked finally coming down from your afterglow. “15 minutes” you hummed “think you can make that work?” She nodded with a smirk playing on her lips.
Soon after robins pants and panties were shucked down to her ankles and you were lapping determinedly at her pussy. Her fingers carded through your hair as she let out soft moans and quiet groans. You flattened your tongue over her clit and bobbed your head up and down making her let out a soft squeal. She looked down at you through hooded eyes and you looked back a obvious smile on your lips.
You focused back on her closing your eyes and sucking her clit into your mouth lapping at the small bud. You dipped your head down and pressed your tongue into her entrance lapping at her juices she was letting out. You kept your tongue moving inside her while you thumbed over her clit. “Shit…shit that’s it baby. Just like that you’re gonna make me cum” you kept it up fastening your pace. “Fuck!” She squealed out and her thighs tightened around your face as you slurped up every bit of cum she let out.
You pulled away and licked over your lips wiping your mouth clean with the back of your hand. You gently rubbed her thigh hoping to help calm her down slightly. “You’re the best at that, shit” she huffed and you giggled tugging her pants back up her legs. “I love you so much. I missed you too” she gripped your cheeks and kissed you once more. “How much longer until Steve comes banging on the door?” You asked getting your dress back on and your panties fixed. “Maybe 5 minutes?” You smiled and leaned up to kiss her again.
You both grumbled when the knock sounded Robin kicked the door and continued to kiss you. “Robin! I swear to god I’ll leave you here with no help.” You grumbled and pulled from her lips “fuck off Harrington!” You yelled through the door meeting her lips again. He continued to bang on the door and Robin groaned flinging the door open. “I’m never letting you kiss another Fucking girl.” She huffed wrapping her hand in yours. “That’s not even fair your break was over 10 minutes ago” Robin shot him a glare “pretty sure you went over 20 last time Eddie was here.” Steves cheeks turned red and he rolled his eyes.
You and Robin both laugh as she pulls you back towards the front. “Steves your ride you really should be nicer to him” she shrugged “he wouldn’t leave me because he knows I have dirt on him” you rolled your eyes at your girlfriend and smiled.
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byler-alarmist · 7 months
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Random thought- what if Robin reeeeaaallly didn't like Jonathan next season?
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stranger-nightmare · 2 years
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It’s summertime and it’s everyone’s god given right to be fucked in a cute lil sundress. sooo NSFW fruity four reaction to seeing their partner in a sundress please 🥺👉👈
The Fruity Four Fucking You in a Sundress
nsfw content under the cut so 18+ only - minors do not read on
Steve Harrington
Steve’s the type to take you on a picnic in a quiet lil park and then finger you under your dress right in the middle of the park (see also this audio porn of this exact scenario here)
and he’ll be whispering so much praise about how fucking hot you look, how you’re such pretty thing in your pretty little dress
but he’ll also be teasing and degrading you like “this is exactly what you wanted isn’t it?” as he fingers you in the middle of the park, just “you knew exactly what would happen if you wore a dress like this, knew exactly what it’d do to me”
and like if you guys can get away with it he’ll fully fuck you there in the grass too, calling you a lil slut and filthy whore for letting him fuck you right there in the park
Eddie Munson
as soon as Eddie sees you in your sundress he’s a goner, you guys don’t even make it out the house before he’s pulling your panties to the side and fucking you on the dining room table or the kitchen counter, just wherever, he was just way too desperate
he then cums inside you, pulls your panties back in place and makes you go the rest of the day with that sticky mess inside you
he gives you a cheeky wink and promises he’ll clean it up later... with his tongue...
and he literally cannot go the rest of the day without smirking at you every time he looks at you
and like he’ll come up behind you and whisper in your ear “how those panties feeling baby?” with that smug lil shit eating grin on his face asdfghjjkl
lmao sorry that’s filthy but it’s just exactly how I imagine Eddie to be tbh
Robin Buckley
seeing you in your sundress has Robin absolutely flustered!! like she’ll be a rambling mess telling you how pretty you are and how fucking hot you look
and like she’s not subtle about looking at you throughout the day, always letting her eyes roam over your body
and she’s being very grabby with you all day as well bc she just can’t help it, even though you’re supposed to be having a nice summer’s day out together
and eventually you guys just can’t take it any longer and she drags you to a quiet lil hidden corner somewhere, like behind a tree, and pushes you back against it and just fingers you right there
Nancy Wheeler
okay okay so with Nancy I’m picturing she flips the switch and even tho she’s dying to fuck you in your sundress she teases you until you’re the one begging and desperate
so like you two will go get ice cream together and sit somewhere quiet and semi-private, like in a lil field or park or something
and she’ll let her ice cream melt until it drips onto your thigh, and then she’ll be full of fake innocence like “oh oops, let me clean that up” whilst she bats her eyes and smirks at you, bc she’s obviously cleaning up that spilt ice cream on your thigh with her tongue
so she’ll lick and suck and bite your thighs right there in the field until you’re a whimpering mess and begging her to take you home and fuck you
and so she does, and you’re barely through the door before she bends you over the nearest piece of furniture to fuck you, giving you some light spanks bc this is exactly what you wanted to happen isn’t it
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A/N: please I literally need each of these scenarios with all four of them asdfghjkl I am a mess! thank you for sending me the lil scenario darling <33
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jonathanbiers · 1 year
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eddie was both the lead guitarist and vocalist in corroded coffin up until the upside down happened to him.
he healed, regained his strength, made up for the months he was in the hospital and couldn't play his guitar. he wasn't even that rusty really, just a little weak in the hands after everything. he's impatient and easily frustrated about it but looking back, it doesn't actually take too long to get back to where he was.
the problem is his voice.
the health of his vocal chords wasn't exactly the first thing on his mind when the bats were going at him and he was screaming for his life, it wasn't even on the list. and when he tried to get back into jamming with the guys and found he couldn't hit the notes he used to and it fucking hurt when he tried, he was absolutely crushed. that was an outlet for him, a way to get the complex emotions out in the form of poetry, to bare the softest parts of his soul and then shield them with killer guitar solos and brain-melting drums, now taken from him.
enter robin, who's become a close friend after everything they went through together. they bond over being queer in a small conservative town, they butt heads over eddie's smoking habit, they listen to each other's music and come to actually like it, they vent to each other about their romantic misadventures, they become best friends rather quickly.
so robin's heart breaks for eddie when he tells her about this newest thing the year of '86 took from him. she does her best to reassure him, she hugs him and lets him mope as long as he needs, they watch eddie's comfort movies together, and it helps him feel less like shit.
then one day, the two of them and steve are on a little impromptu road trip, and they're singing in the car. eddie's heard robin sing before, she likes to put on silly voices and sing along to the top-40s eddie loves to tease steve about. but he's never heard her sing before, not like this, not to a song she obviously has tremendous love for. her voice is warm and the song she's singing is a little soft and eddie is captivated in an instant. he has to stop himself from pulling over on the highway just to urge her to pursue a career as a musician.
robin tries to brush it off, jokes, "i'll do it only if you let me join corroded coffin."
"done," eddie agrees without second thought.
robin thinks he's joking too, but he's not. he's so not joking, he's too busy trying to imagine what it would sound like. he thinks it'd sound pretty fucking good, such a soft voice to balance out the harshness of their music. he knows robin's capable of other styles, too, he's heard her impressions of the screaming sometimes utilized in his preferred genre, her natural speaking voice has a nice bit of rasp to it, but something about the gentleness with which she was singing in the car just speaks to eddie. if it'd be anything like what his mind is conjuring up, he'd describe it as hauntingly beautiful, and he just has to hear it for himself. even if nothing comes of it.
robin still thinks he's joking when he sets the mic up at corroded coffin's weekly band practice, which both steve and robin had taken to attending. but he isn't, he digs his notebook out of his backpack and hands it to her, walks her through the melodies and she picks it up quick. she's been in band for years, music is something that just comes naturally to her. eddie doesn't know why the fuck he didn't think of this sooner.
it ends up sounding just as good as he imagined. her range isn't the same as eddie's used to be but it works, it morphs their music into something mesmerizing, something that bends the limits of the genre. robin sings eddie's lyrics on tuesday at the hideout mostly to entertain eddie because she loves her friend so much even though he's fucking crazy, and at least half a dozen people approach them after, tell them how different it sounds from what they're used to, how instead of being put off by it, it just works. they seem just as blown away by it as eddie was.
robin joins the band officially not long after that, and they start gaining attention locally. anyone who listened to them before would tell you they were good, but being a woman-fronted metal band wasn't all that common yet, and paired with the new elements robin's voice brought to the songs, they stood out from their peers a lot more easily. they're playing in a dive bar in indianapolis when they're approached by a scout from a record label, and they all just kind of look at each other, a mix of disbelief and happiness and seriously is this fucking happening right now?
they don't take it - eddie's heard of the record label this guy is from, and they're known for screwing over their artists and leaving them scrounging for enough to put food on the table. but it's a push for the five of them to start taking it a bit more seriously, start on an actual cohesive album instead of a bunch of songs with little relevance to each other slapped together on a cassette.
eddie and robin work together on the lyrics, and their first self-made album ends up being something that's hard to pin down to one specific genre. but it's good shit, eddie can tell, they get some tapes made and sell them when they play at bars around indiana. the offers keep coming, but they're smart, and they know their worth. they wait for the one that fits, and it's fucking perfect.
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gaiath · 2 years
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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬...
𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬!
This is for people of color because of a specific headcanon in here.
[@moonlane] [@unsheath] [@amourrs] [@messefaeyer]
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🎪Before any of the kids do something absolutely idiotic someone (usually Will) always has to say, "What about y/n?" This results in them sitting in silence for a few minutes as they think about you being disappointed.
🎪 Jane comes to you for relationship advice and heavily leans on you for that and many other things. She definitely cried to you about the "I love you" situation.
🎪 Even though you are the same age as Robin she can't help but admire you like a giddy little girl. You'd say a sarcastic response to someone and she'll be behind you, pointing and whisper shouting as she holds a 'c' shaped hand to her mouth saying, "I love her!"
🎪 Being all in whenever it comes to Dustin and his planning. He'd say something and receive questioning looks but not from you! " No, no you're right!" He points his head to you and let's out an appreciative "Thank you, Y/n."
🎪 Offering to pay for Mike when you see him at the mall as he tries to find something for El. "Thank you so much. I-I owe you!" he says before turning his back and running out the mall in a hurry.
🎡 Jane definitely looks up to you because of everything you have helped her with. Mike, fashion, confidence and much more. Hopper and Joyce have you to thank.
🎡Steve and you are the best Mom and Dad duo ever. Yes, you guys even go first before Joyce and Hopper. Sometimes the two of you clash heads but it's nothing truly serious.
🎡"We are going to stay here. On the bench." "And what exactly are we going to find out if we stay on the bench, Steve?"
🎡You participated in the fight against Billy. I mean you are another person of color along with Lucas whom was also there that night. And we all know how Billy had it out for that sweet little boy.
🎡Nancy has her guns, Jonathan has his camera, Robin has her rambling habit and you also have your little signature thing.
🎡If you're artistic then you and Will come in clutch when it comes to another monster. If it's a weapon then you and Nancy are back to back when in the upside down.
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worldfullofash · 8 months
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Robin Buckley as your girlfriend
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First of all; look how pretty she is^
Second of all; she’s a total dork
Especially around her crush (aka you)
Robin = nervous wreck
Steve would have to reassure her before talking to you
He will literally help her mentally prepare
She finally manages to have a conversation with you in English class
It was one of the few classes you shared
You talked about Frankenstein and how good of a writer Mary Shelley is
And that’s how you gained a new friend!!
Well, you’re still friends for now…
Slowburn romance
I think you’ll be the one to make the first move
Because she’s clueless about how much you like her
You’re just hanging out at her house, eating pizza while watching some cheesy romcom
You wrap your hands around her neck and you think you might have broken her
Like she is frozen
She doesn’t know what to do
Wide eyed with racing throughts
You raise your eyebrows as a way of asking consent and she has enough strength to give you a small nod
And then you kiss her obv
After she recovered from the shock she has to remind herself to kiss back
Now we have a veeeery happy Robin
After you went home she immediately calls Steve
“STEVE THEY FINALLY KISSED ME! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?”
Her gifts are always very personal and well thought out
She looks at you like you hung the moon
Music and books help her escape reality
Just like reading this helps you escape the real world
Sooo reading dates>>>
Reading the same book and sharing your thoughts about it
Basically having a little book club between the two of you
Annotating in each other’s books
ABSOLUTELY WILL talk your ears off, but you love her for it
She is so clumsy
When she’s tired she trips over her words a lot
Whether you like it or not you’re now her personal pillow
Cuddle sessions
She’s like a koala, always clinging to you
If you’re not in band you attend her band practice to support her
And her eyes light up when she sees you staring at her
Keeps thinking about how lucky she is to have someone who knows what it feels like to be different
If you stand up for her, she falls in love all over again
She absolutely loves going to the beach with you
She collects trinkets and gives some to you <3
You have a movie night every friday
I mentioned this in another post but Robin loves your native language (if it isn’t English like hers)
Asks you if she can draw on your shoes
And yes, she draws boobies if you say yes
MY CONCLUSION: Robin is a cute little orange cat that I want to put in my bag and take with me everywhere
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spectrum-spectre · 9 months
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back on my bullshit YET AGAIN
so there's this brother-sister figure skating duo right
(world junior ice dance champions btw, so proud)
IMAGINING STEVE AND ROBIN!!!! DOING THIS ROUTINE!!! BECAUSE IT'S FUCKING METALLICA!!!!
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also imagining Eddie seeing this vid go viral and suddenly having an "unexplained" interest in figure skating 🤭 I wonder why? 😂
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kamii22 · 4 months
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dating robin headcannons
this is my first post (besides my introduction) on this account, i really hope whoever reads this enjoys it!! let’s just act like homophobia doesn’t exist bc i want robin and reader to be happy 😭
warnings: cussing, slight smut (mentions of sex, kinks, making out, etc.)
genre: fluff
not proofread 😟
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robin loves being kissed
she loves it when you kiss her all over her face and body or when you give her quick kisses on the lips when you guys are working
she also loves holding your hand
she holds your hand no matter what you guys are doing, having sex? holding your hand (unless it’s being used for something else), cuddling? holding hands, working? holding your hand (sometimes she follows you around just to hold your hand)
robin is very clingy (but you’re not complaining
she loves cuddling so much
fav thing to do to pass time
hugging you all the time
bullies you but gets mad when you bully her back 😭
“idiot” “shut up gay” “i literally hate you stop talking to me im going home” and she gets up and walks out of your room
calls you almost very day you guys don’t hang out
spends a the nights at your house that people think she lives there
bites you when she doesn’t like what you’re doing
once you were messing with her hair after she said she will bite you if you keep touching her hair and she bit you so hard there were teeth marks on your arm 😭
you love singing extremely inappropriate songs at her
you were singing a song about sex to her and she was so confused
she grabs your ass and thighs all the time (is this too inappropriate to be in this part of the hcs? or should it be in the slightly inappropriate section?? 😭)
guys tell eachother EVERYTHING
privacy doesn’t exist with you two
takes you out to eat all the time (😈)
you guys share clothes
you have so much of her clothes in your closet
inappropriate stuff ⬇️⬇️
i feel like she’d be a switch but usually a top
like sometimes she wants to dominate but other times she wants to be dominated
extremely horny for no reason
this bitch tried to finger you in a restaurant
making out with you any chance she gets
loves when you treat her like a slut
has choking, hair pulling, and spit kinks
makes dirty jokes all the time
you guys fuck like 4 times a week sometimes more
leave hickeys on you in very noticeable spots
extremely good in bed
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this is the end of my headcannons sorry it wasn’t that long, hopefully you all liked it!!
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enam3l · 1 year
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in my worlds, robin's parents are chill crunchy stoners
inspired by this!! by @steveshairychest we don't have enough robin lore. we need more.
So often children are the antithesis of their parents and no more so than in the case of the Buckleys. Two hippies who fell in love at a protest on their college campus, both black sheep in their middle class families. Now they're older, married and have a daughter but never grew out of the bohemian lifestyle. They one day got lost on the way back from Woodstock, finding themselves in Hawkins. Taken by the scenic forests and amused at its small town charm, they relocate with baby Robin.
An abandoned plot of land is cultivated into a haven of produce. Thus Buckley's Roots n Fruits is born, an organic, holistic grocery store. It raises the eyebrows of Karen Wheeler and her yummy mummy crew. Yet appreciated by the likes of Wayne Munson and Joyce Byers, the Buckley's being generous and offering freebies on old produce and accepting IOUs. Eddie never lets on he doesn't know Robin as the trumpet girl, but as the daughter of his best clients. Any community complaints fall on Hopper's deaf ears, in his eyes they take of people in need and let him in on a herbal hangover secret.
But to Robin, she is everything they are not. She's sick with nerves over exams whilst they tell her they're proud no matter what. She panics about the cost of college despite them telling her they'll always find a way. She threatens to call the CDC convinced she has Dengue fever but they choose to soothe her with folk songs and a herbal home brew. To them, Robin is an anomaly but they adore her for it anyway. They could never wish for her to change, only for her to stop letting anxieties dictate her life.
Then Robin bonds with Steve, drawn in by his mothering. She admires his grumpy moods and desire for control because he's everything she's wanted in her life. The best thing is, Steve is a constant because like his own, her parents can come and go. Gallivanting on strange retreats and experiences all across the country. But Steve always tries to explain, that unlike his, her parents care. She always knows exactly where they are, how to contact them and is left with enough food or money for the duration.
Steve loves her parents, his heart full when they call him an honorary Buckley. Even if their approach to life is strange to him, at least they're full of love. Not once do they bat an eyelid because he's always at their house. Never questions where they're going because they understand best friendship is sacred. They appreciate he cares for Robin in ways she believes they can't. There's always a seat at the table for Steve, a spare bed ready made, a present on his birthday and a little stocking at Christmas.
But there's one important thing that her parents never do. They never ever question Robin's relationship with Steve. No toe curlingly embarrassing moments of them calling him her boyfriend. They hope that telepathically, she'll one day somehow know that they don't care what she does or who she loves, as long as she's happy and a good person. That any secret is safe with them, they'll never shun their baby girl. Plus, they're not blind - they saw how as a young teen, Robin would ogle at their Carly Simon records.
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shysneeze · 2 years
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thinking about robin and a short!reader because i’m five-two and the following chaotic scenario is on my brain constantly:
robin is mumbling something against your lips, and for a brief moment you can’t believe she’s still finding a way to talk when you’re literally kissing her.
she pulls back, face flushed, grinning wildly at your confusion. you haven’t waited this long to kiss her for her to talk all the way through it and pull away just as it’s getting really good.
“m’ sorry, but i’m getting a crick in my neck, you’re too short,”
“you’re such a charmer, buckley,”
but your standing on your toes, balanced with a hand on each of her shoulders. she takes a second to consider the options, nose scrunching in contemplation.
“jump.”
“what- im not just going to jump up and down to kiss you rob, i fully intend to put my tongue in your mouth at some point-“
“not on the spot,” she rolls her eyes. “jump, and i’ll catch you.”
“oh,” you realise, lips twitching into a grin, “yeah, okay.”
you bend your knees a little in preparation and her eyes widen as she grabs your waist firmly, holding you against the ground for a panicked moment.
“wait, i have zero coordination, you need to warn me or we’ll both fall and then you’ll get a concussion and-“
“robin,” you pulls her down towards your lips, fist wrapped around a handful of her shirt, “i’m warning you now that i am about to jump into your arms and then i’m going to kiss you until you forget how to talk for least an hour, okay?”
robin nods, grinning with love struck awe.
“yeah, okay.”
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ichorai · 2 years
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almost (sweet music) ; robin buckley.
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track two of WASTELAND, BABY!
pairing ; robin buckley x harrington!f!reader
synopsis ; five instances robin fell in love with you just a bit more.
words ; 3.7k
themes ; fluff, mild angst
warnings / includes ; profanity, reader is steve's sister, mild season four spoilers, brief description of injury, one kiss (!!!), lots of seventies/eighties movies, eddie LIVES bcs fuck the suffer bros, steve being annoying but we love him, it's a gay mess in there folks :D two awkward lovesick lesbians <3
main masterlist.
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“Back again, nerd?” your brother called out from behind the counter of Home Video, cocking an eyebrow at you as he splayed his palms over the smooth surface. His elbow knocked against the metal rack of snacks just to the side, brightly-colored boxes of Raisinets and Goobers toppling to the ground. 
Barely holding back a snort, you stuck your tongue out at him. “I’m not helping you pick those up. And I’m not here for you. I finished Footloose, so I’m in the mood for something a bit more on the darker side.”
Steve glared at you as he shuffled around the counter, grumpily picking up the boxes from the floor. “Over there,” he bit out, dumping the Raisinets back on the counter with a derisive huff before using his head to beckon towards the back of the store. “Horrors and thrillers are near the back. Robin’s doing inventory, go ask her what’s available.”
Your heart seemed to crawl into your throat at his words, and you managed a tight nod, swiveling on your heel to make your way to the back.
The store was dimly lit with few overhead lights the color of molten honey, accompanied by the neon red signs littered around the store. Your teeth worried on your bottom lip upon seeing the back of Robin’s head pop up from an aisle over.
“Hey Robin,” you said, which startled a small noise of shock out of her. Her head whipped around, eyes blown wide open. 
“Oh my God, you scared the crap outta me!” she spoke over the shelf of films. “You really know how to sneak up on a person, huh?” 
A wince fell from your lips. “Sorry. Steve told me you could fix me up with a couple watches. Anything with horror or action would be great.”
“Yeah, for sure. We’ve got Terminator, The Exorcist, Scarface, Star Wars, Jaws, Mad Max, Nightmare on Elm Street… any of those seem interesting? I personally recommend the last one if you’re in for a good spook. Plus Nancy Thompson in that movie is super—” She abruptly paused in her words, staring at you with owlish eyes. 
You tilted your head. “Super…?”
Scratching the back of her neck, she slowly winced out, “Super, uh, cool. Love her character.” She fumbled for a moment on her side before handing the movie’s sleeve to you over the aisle. 
A gentle smile graced the corner of your lips as you observed the cover art. “I’ll let you know what I think.”
“Yeah!” she blurted out, a bit louder than she meant to be. Rouge dusted over the freckles on her cheeks. She started walking around the aisle to make her way over to you, another movie clutched between her fingers. Before she could even think to stop herself, the words were already tumbling from her mouth, “I mean it doesn’t have much action or horror but one of my favorites is this one called E.T. You should totally watch it, one of my all-time favorites now. I know it seems absurd, your brother tells me I’m a lunatic, but I believe UFOs a hundred percent exist. The universe is just so big, you know? There’s gotta be aliens somewhere out there. Now, I’m not completely bonkers, I don’t believe in stuff like the Jersey Devil—though I’m on the fence with Bigfoot. Big hairy ape-like creatures living in the mountains doesn’t seem too absurd, right? Oh God, I’m talking too much. Am I talking too much? I should shut up. God, this is so embarrassing. I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m saying all this.”
You stood there, smile just about permanently etched into your lips as you listened to her endearing rambles. “No, no, it’s nice,” you said quietly, a stark juxtaposition to her lively chatter. “I like hearing you talk. It’s very insightful.”
The genuine surprise that flooded Robin’s features made your heart break just slightly. How many times has she been told to be quiet and keep her thoughts to herself? You gently took the second movie from her, your fingertips grazing her own.
A quiet, awkward silence filled the space between you, and you scuffed your shoe against the wooden floors before jerking your head to Steve trying to balance a pencil between his nose and mouth. “Thanks for the recommendations, Robin. I’m sure I’ll love them. Make sure my brother doesn’t torture some poor girl into going on a date with him.”
A chuckle bubbled in her throat. “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure he’s hit a decade-long dry spell—and believe me, celibacy makes him very cranky. I can assure you, that is not fun to deal with.” Robin paused for a moment when you started cracking up with laughter, her stomach squirming with glee. “See you later! Or, maybe not. I hope I do. But if I don’t, that’s fine too, I—I’m doing it again. Shit.”
You wrinkled your nose in amusement, and Robin felt like she was going to spontaneously combust into flames. Did you have to be so cute? 
“I’ll definitely be back sometime soon. See you later!” you said before turning on your heel. Pausing at the end of the aisle, you looked over your shoulder one last time. “Oh, and, for the record, I think you’re right. Our universe is way too big for there not to be any aliens.”
With that, you strode out of the store, flipping Steve the middle finger and high-fiving Dustin who was just making his way inside. 
Robin’s feet were planted to the same spot, her eyes fixated on nothing in particular as she replayed your conversation in her head over and over again. A silly smile had plastered itself over her mouth. 
Shit. This wasn’t good. She wasn’t into her best friend’s sibling, was she? No, that was just absurd. 
You did have a really pretty smile, though.
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The Harrington’s doorbell trilled faintly when Robin pressed her finger on the round button. Not even a full second passed by before she pushed on it twice more, tapping her foot against the welcome mat with impatience. Absent-mindedly, she tucked a strand of her short, mousy hair behind her ear—it’d recently been trimmed; partially due to the heat of summer approaching, and partially because Robin knew she’d get back into the nervous habit of chewing on her hair if it got too long.
Finally, the door swung open.
But it wasn’t Steve who greeted her, it was you.
You, with that curious smile Robin had grown so fond of. You, with your multi-hued checkered button down that was far too large for you. You, with a birthmark she’d never noticed before just beside the corner of your eye that Robin wanted to kiss so very badly—
“Hi, Robin,” you said, effectively snapping her out of her reverie. “Are you here for my brother?”
It took her a good second to swallow down the lump in her throat and croak out, “Yeah! Yeah, is he here? See, we’re supposed to go to the arcade today but he told me the arcade isn’t a fun place to hang out anymore, which he only says because I absolutely demolish him in every game we play. So, I’m not so sure, we might be going somewhere else. I’m running my mouth again, aren’t I?”
“It’s fine,” you waved her off with an easy shrug before she could apologize. “I finished Nightmare on Elm Street, by the way. It was really fun! And you were right, Nancy Thompson is super cool in this one. The actress is gorgeous.”
You felt a sudden scuff on your shoulder, Steve’s face appearing only inches away from yours, twisted into a sneer. “Who’s gorgeous? Me?”
“Get off me,” you barked lowly, shoving him away with a palm flat against his cheek. “And none of your business.”
Steve reached over to muss your hair, and you fruitlessly attempted to duck out of his reach, but his damned long arms managed to twist you over and rub his fist over the crown of your head. “Stop, you’re such an ass!” you hissed out, grabbing his thumb to bite down on it. 
Robin watched with amusement as Steve yowled out a string of profanities, jumping back and wiping his finger down his jacket. He glanced over at her before saying, “You know, Y/N has a bunch of posters of actresses she likes. One of Jessica Lange, another of… Jennifer Beals, was it? Oh, and one of Carrie Fisher in that Star Wars movie! In a bikini.”
Eyebrows raised in surprise, Robin swiveled her gaze to you just in time to see your scowl deepen, fist colliding with Steve’s bicep with a satisfying smack. “Shut up, you dickhead! Oh my God!” 
You threw your hands up in exasperation, briefly shooting Robin an apologetic look before swiveling on your heel and storming away.
“Bye, Y/N!” Robin called over Steve’s cackling shoulder. “That was uncalled for,” she said to her friend, who had righted himself whilst swinging the car keys around his pointer finger. “Great taste in actresses, though.”
Mirth danced in Steve’s eyes. He unlocked his car, clambering into the driver’s seat. “You have my approval, by the way,” he commented as soon as Robin swung in. 
The brunette quirked an eyebrow upwards with confusion. “Huh? Approval for what?”
Steve snorted. “If you wanna date Y/N, you have my approval. I say go for it.”
Uncharacteristically, Robin stayed quiet, her mind moving a million miles a minute. If Steve looked over, he probably would’ve seen steam coming out of her ears.
“It’s clear she’s into boobies, too.”
Robin’s heart lurched into her throat. Hollowing her cheeks for a moment, she leaned back into the carseat and shot him a half-hearted glare.
“God, Steve, don’t say boobies!”
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A gush of cold air from inside Family Video greeted you as you pushed open the glass door, sheepishly grinning when Robin’s head snapped upwards, a surprised grin flourishing over her face.
“Hey, Y/N! How may I assist you on this fine day?” 
You leaned over the counter and slid E.T. towards her. For a second, Robin seemed mortified, carefully studying your expression for any sign of aversion to the film.
“I liked it,” you reassured her, smoothing your hands down your shirt, exhaling a shallow breath. Damn it, you couldn’t remember the last time you were this nervous. “I was hoping you could recommend something similar! Turns out I’m more into sci-fi than I thought. I never really explored the genre outside of Star Wars, to be honest.”
“Of course!” Robin twisted to snatch a long sheet of laminated paper. “This is a catalogue of all the films we got in here. Pretty stacked—listed in alphabetical order, and the genres are color-coded. Blue for science fiction… right there. I mean, I’d personally recommend Westworld and Alien. Those are classics you can’t miss out on.”
The way your eyes widened as you peered over the list, accompanied by your slightly-parted lips and your nearly intoxicating citrus-scented perfume made Robin’s head spin in the best of ways. Subconsciously, she leaned over closer, the sleeve of her striped tee brushing your arm. 
“I’ve heard Westworld is really good,” you said, looking upwards, mildly surprised to see Robin’s face only inches away from yours. Blinking, you managed a nervous smile before continuing, “Would you, uhm, be willing to rewatch it?”
Robin’s eyebrows inched closer to her hairline in thought. “Westworld? Yeah, I haven’t watched it in a long while. Would be nice to revisit.” 
“Sorry, let me rephrase.” You internally cursed when your voice cracked, and you straightened your spine before stiffly asking, “Would you be willing to rewatch it… with me?”
It took around ten seconds for Robin’s malfunctioning brain to piece together the implications of your original question and it dawned on her that you were asking her out. You were asking her out.
Holy fucking shit.
“Yes!” she blurted out, leaning even closer in her fervor. This close, she could see the tint of your shiny lip gloss, the roiling hues of your eyes, the small, faded scar on the side of your jaw. You were whittled from pure angel’s light, she was nearly sure of it—clementine in aroma, tangerine in joy, marigold in joy. Robin wanted all of you.
The softest of beams canvased itself across your visage. “Perfect. How does this weekend at my place sound?”
“Perfect,” Robin breathily parroted. God, she wanted to kiss you so very badly. “Even if I had plans, I’d cancel ‘em just for this. There’s no way I’m missing out on rewatching Westworld. Nothing like gun-slinging robot cowboys to kick off the weekend. What should I bring?”
You puckered your lips to the side in thought. “Just you,” you said after a short moment, so quiet that it just barely bordered on whispering. 
Her mouth twitched upwards in amusement, mirth dancing amongst the sapphire of her bright irises. “That, I can do.”
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“So remind me what we’re making again?” Robin asked as she pushed the cart along.
Your fingers skimmed along the shelves, muttering the labels under your breath until you abruptly stopped. “Molotov cocktails. They’re easy to make, and can do a lot of damage in a short amount of time—let’s just hope Vecna isn’t fireproof. Here, we’re gonna need around four of these jugs of kerosene. Actually, make it five. A little extra won’t hurt.”
Robin helped you load the cart, her eyes trained on you as you pulled out a crumpled list of ingredients from your pocket. “So what’s all this kerosene for?”
“It’s highly flammable—so we’re filling up as many fragile bottles as we can and sticking rags into ‘em to light up when the time comes. Gotta be careful with this stuff though, if it gets too hot, it might just catch on fire and our supply would dry out.”
 “Right,” Robin piped up, following after you with a dazed smile. “You’re really smart, you know that?”
For a second, you froze in place, heat flourishing over your cheeks. “Thanks,” you grunted out, pointedly avoiding her gaze so she wouldn’t see your evidently flustered features.
The two of you left the store hurriedly once Nancy spotted Jason by the gun rack. Nearly half an hour later, you were outside the RV with your brother and Robin, filling the umpteenth bottle with kerosene. Your nerves were practically alight on fire, anxiety clawing away at your insides at the prospect of coming face to face with Vecna—but you managed not to break down into a panicked mess. It was the last thing any of you needed right now.
“I gotta go take a leak,” Steve announced unceremoniously as he hefted himself onto his feet, glancing down at the two of you. “I’ll be back in a bit.”
As he trudged away, you could feel Robin’s eyes shift back onto you. “Y’know, I usually consider myself to be more of a glass half-full kind of person. But…” she bit down on her tongue, forcing her gaze away when you quirked an eyebrow at her.
“But…?”
“I don’t know, I just… I don’t know if we’re going to make it out of this one.”
You tightly pursed your lips at her words, setting down an almost-empty jug of kerosene onto the grass. Boldly, you moved your hands to shift on top of Robin’s knuckles, your thumbs stroking comforting circles into her skin.
“Look, I’m not very good at comforting people—that’s honestly more of Steve’s thing, so bear with me here. Even if this is gonna be the end of the world… I’m glad I’m gonna be by your side when it happens. Besides,” you added, shrugging just slightly with a mild smile twitching at the corner of your mouth, “I always imagined the end of the world to include an alien invasion of some sorts so… I guess this is something of an upgrade.”
An amused snort erupted from Robin and she tossed her head back to laugh full-bellied chuckles. You slipped your hands away from hers so you could get back to work. “It’s a shame we never got around to watching Westworld. A lot’s happened since then, huh? Feels like that was years ago.”
A twinge of sadness splayed over your chest. “Yeah,” you breathed out.
“Would’ve loved to go to England or something before I died,” she hummed absentmindedly as she grabbed another rag to stuff into the glass bottle. “Maybe Greece. Oh, Japan! There’s so many places I’d love to visit. What about you? Do you have any dream destinations?”
“I’d love to go to New Zealand,” you postulated, unscrewing the cap of another kerosene jug.
“Yeah?” asked Robin with a curious lilt to her tone.
You bobbed your head once. “Yeah. It’s quiet there… tucked away at the corner of the world. Away from everything. Gorgeous scenery, too.”
“That does sound nice,” she said, chewing on her bottom lip in thought. “Don’t think I’d have any money for those trips though—at least not if I decide to keep working at Home Video for the rest of my life.”
“I like that you work there,” you put forth without thinking. “Movies made a good reason for me to come and talk to you.”
The grin that flourished over her lips made your stomach turn over with nerves. “You know, in the beginning, I thought you hated me. You’d never talk to me whenever I came over.”
“I was intimidated,” you admitted, wrinkling your nose at the memory. “You were a pretty girl that was friends with Steve. I think I just assumed the worst.”
“Your brother’s a good friend.” She took extra care to emphasize that last word. “But you? Unclear. I mean, it’s totally okay for it to be unclear right now. Besides, it’s not really the time to—”
“It doesn’t have to be unclear,” you interrupted a second too quickly, before wincing at your initial vigor. 
Surprise painted itself crimson over the freckled canvas of her face. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” you murmured, sending her a shy smile.
Robin could only beam back dopily, muttering out a dazed, “Cool. Cool, cool, cool,” beneath her breath. Then, she tacked on, “I really, really like you. If that wasn’t clear yet.”
 Before you could vocalize your reciprocation, Steve rounded the corner of the RV, throwing his hands up into the air and exclaiming in exasperation, “Finally! Took the two of you long enough. Jesus, I thought I’d have to lock you guys in a room together or something.”
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Hawkins High was transformed into a makeshift shelter after the ‘earthquake’ that Vecna caused. You were hunched over on a medical stretcher, head throbbing from the healing gash on the side of your head. The memory of dried crimson caking the expanse of your cheek lingered in the back of your mind—you had used an alcohol wipe to gently clean the wound, tears stinging the corner of your eyes from the burn. There was also a temporary brace fixed over your badly sprained ankle—an injury you acquired when hacking away at the tentacle-like vines suffocating you and your friends.
Despite your battered state, you still tried helping out, sorting through a couple boxes of clothes beside your brother, who wore an expression of clear concern, constantly mother-henning you into taking a break when that was the very last thing you wanted. 
“Okay, okay, you can sort through these,” Steve relented, rolling his eyes with an exasperated huff. “But you stay sitting. You hear me?”
“Fine!” you snapped back, before biting down on your tongue and shaking your head. “Thanks, Steve.”
Your older brother shot you an indiscernible look, before bending down at the waist and planting a firm kiss onto the top of your head, mussing your hair slightly when he righted himself back up.
The sound of Robin’s voice appearing by your side made a startled noise fall from your throat. “Hey, guys!”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working?” Steve asked, using his head to beckon to the empty food station.
Faint pink canvassed over Robin’s freckled cheeks. “Yeah, I’m just taking a five minute break—I’ve made enough PB and J sandwiches to last a lifetime. Maybe you should go on a break, too.” She glared at him pointedly, clearing her throat whilst using her eyes to gesture to Dustin and Eddie at the other end of the school gym.
Steve wrinkled his nose. “Just say you want to be alone with my sister and go! Jeez, you don’t need to be so cryptic.” The two of you snickered as he grumbled under his breath, folding up the last in his box before clapping Robin on the shoulder and heading off to Dustin, who beckoned him over with a wide grin.
“You alright?” Robin asked, voice suddenly far more tender, gazing across your tired features with a tender expression. “How’s the foot? And the head? Man, you really… really took a beating there, huh? I have to admit, I was genuinely scared that was the last time I’d see you.”
 “I’m okay, I think,” you admitted, shifting slightly so she could sit beside you on the edge of the bleachers with a pained grunt. Robin took a seat, her arm pressed right against yours. She was warm, so very warm, and your sleepy eyes grew hooded with exhaust. “Considering we all almost died.”
A comfortable silence stretched over the two of you, a blanket of security and trust, unspoken feelings.
“I never got to say it,” you mumbled drowsily, the uninjured side of your head dropping to rest onto her shoulder. Robin’s arm went around your back, clutching you to her side with a pleasant hum. She couldn’t help but notice just how nicely you fit against her. “I really, really like you, too.”
Your head lifted just for a moment to get a good look at her expression, which had gotten considerably softer, her bright eyes flickering down to glance at your lips for a moment. You dipped your head once as if to give her the green light—that you wanted her to kiss you.
And she did.
The kiss wasn’t like how they described kisses to be in the movies. There were no fireworks, no explosive passion, no feverish desperation. Only bumping noses and gentle smiles. And it was utterly perfect.
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