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worldfullofash · 9 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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sofiiel · 10 months
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Robin would be a protective girlfriend, like I'm not even sure how well she holds up in a hand-to-hand fight, but she would be ready to go if someone stepped to you wrong.
Her words would be enough to tear anyone down, she's got a sharp tongue and a lot of wit.
She walks on the curbside. Robin calls to make sure you've locked up the house at night and wants you to call her as soon as you get home.
If you've watched a scary movie and got spooked, she's going to tease you, but she's going to gladly stay and guard you through the night. Using it was all the more reason to hold you closer.
Having a nightmare? Shake her awake and she'll pull you into a spoon. If you won't wake from the nightmare, she'll roll over, so you can feel her near and gently kiss your shoulder or cheek to calm the fright.
And if you're ever in pain, and she can't help stop it, it just eats away at her. But Robin doesn't give up, so if all she can be is emotional support or a nice safe place of comfort, she's damn well going to be that.
If you feel someone's wronged you or someone's clearly hurt your feelings, they are so on her shit list. She's going to be snide, prickly, a bit insulting and give them glares for months, if not forever depending on what happened. Robin's going to get the smug little smirk on her face and run them off with sarcastic flare.
That deadpan stare of "go away now" when your personal enemies get too close. Even if it's as simple as that one two-faced friend or anyone toxic in your life. Robin's going to play the role of safety glass.
Robin will do anything to make you feel 100% safe with her in all aspects of the word. Simply because you're her world and her home, you're her safety, and she wants nothing more than to have you feel the same way about her.
And if she ever thought she hurt you, it would just gut her. It'd take you a long time to get Robin to stop beating herself up about it.
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eds6ngel · 8 months
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imagine going to a fall festival with your gf robin. you'd drive her there (of course) and she's already bouncing in her seat by the time you park up. she is so overwhelmed, practically dragging you out of the driver's seat by the hand and running through the entrance.
you two get up to so many different activities. you spend most of your money playing darts, winning robin a giant teddy bear that she didn't let go of the entire day. you each had a cinnamon hot chocolate and sugar-coated churros to share. you played against each other at apple bobbing, robin easily beating you, to which you fake frown at.
but, the most exciting part of the day was the ferris wheel. you timed the line just right for you and robin to stop at the highest point. and since you never got to do this very often in the public eye, you cupped her face and gave her the most loving kiss of your life. because, even if you did have to hide, you still wanted to show your relationship in the open air, even if it was in a more secretive way.
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femalevil · 2 years
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pairing: the upcoming finals set your nerves to the edge and robin finds an interesting way to relax you while you study.
warnings: literally porn with plot. so if you don't like it, don't judge it... and also minors dni!
writer notes: i'm just playing around with this writing style, trying to push myself out of my comfort zone and out of this fucking writing block that is just consuming my creativity like a disease. but i hope it's good though lol.
"darwin’s theory of evolution explains and describes how organisms on earth have changed over time and – fuck,"
robin buckley was great at helping her friends. from assisting steve to call late developer clients of family video, who were always angry about being charged to return the tapes – because hey! why can't they keep some to themselves? it's not like anyone will miss the star wars trilogy anyway – to staying after band practice to support vicki with some difficulties with new songs, she was always there to help. for that, you weren't surprised when she insisted on coming by to give you a hand with your upcoming biology test.
"why did you stop?" you shivered thanks to her icy breath against your aching core. "you have to study, honey."
without words in your mind, a moan renders you before gazing down to meet robin's face between your thighs. she looked… incredible but you haven't much time to praise her, the slender fingers went down on the soft skin of your ass in a smack.
"keep reading or else i'm not helping you anymore." robin purred into your open hole, you watched carefully as the ice cube that was in her mouth went inside of your folds, disappearing inside you in a painfully pleasant way.
"and acquired a diversity of new forms. this famous theory provides a good example of…" the book you were holding fell from your grip with the unexpected feeling of her tongue pushing the cube ice further inside your cunt.
"of what, baby?"
" a good example of how a scientist develops a hypothesis!" you cried out.
"now, that's a good girl."
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collectivecloseness · 3 months
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Steve and Robin both holding your hands at the same time, that’s all, send tweet
Absolutely you are 1000% correct and in fact I need to talk about this forever
I can’t imagine them doing it as much in public as they do in private, for fear that looks will turn into talk, but they absolutely do this when they’re finally with you. Or comfy enough with you as a friend, but I presume you meant this as a poly.
They’ll do it in public sometimes if you’re all drunk. Trying to keep each other up, which with Robin’s coordination, Steve’s strong hold pulling you both one way that he thinks is right, and you all being drunk, actually probably causes you all to be even less balanced. At least, if someone falls you’re all going down together.
Steve will try and coordinate last second so you or Robin or both fall on him, to be the selfless little martyr that he is, if you’re aimed that way. And while he swears he doesn’t mind doing so, you are giving Steve some kisses over his small bruises when you notice them when you get home (a long while later), while Robin’s throwing ice lollies at the problem (ie chucking them at Steve’s body with sentiments) since one of you forgot to refreeze the ice pack from an earlier incident.
But it happens a lot at home too. You all live in Steve’s house, since it’s big and his parents are probably not living there long term again, and it’s nice for all of you to have a little home together. Where you all feel safe.
Forget holding hands you’ve got a leg on both Steve and Robin when you’re sat with them on the couch. That or your head is in someone’s lap and your lap is in the others, both of them holding you, and petting you, as you all watch a movie from family video together. That or they’ve pinned you there for some good old fashioned teasing.
Robin and Steve are only fake possessive over you, only when it’s funny, they are literally platonic soulmates, they get on amicably in your home and then more. They’re also experts at outbitching each other, which means no one ever really wins the war. You are caught in the no mans land of snark.
Which sometimes results in you being put in a literal tug of war between those two. Steve pulling at you with his strong grasp and giving you the big brown puppy eyes and thick lipped pout, with Robin holding her ground in a power pose and yanking on you in surprise attacks whilst telling Steve he’s homophobic if he doesn’t give in. She’ll up it to sexism too if he keeps making her grip slip.
Usually this also results in you falling on your ass.
But then Steve and Robin can both be on top of you, maybe even play doctor, so it’s a win win for those two! 😁
When you realised last time that they were faking their sass to pull you to the ground on purpose so they could dogpile you on the carpet, you wondered if it was the first time those two had conspired behind your back about you. I mean, it definitely wasn’t, they’ve both surprised you before with nice things, but how long and it taken them to realise the advantage of playing this particular game of theirs?
But it’s hard to do things with both of your hands being occupied. Your lovers say that’s why you have two hands, obviously, but you swear you’d need eight to be able to occupy them enough into blissful silence, and get on with your daily tasks.
You three did nearly piss yourselves laughing once when Robin and Steve held one hand of yours each, then took their other free hand and slid it under your pits, trying to do the dishes that were in front of you together, as if they were puppeteering you. You swear you didn’t know anyone as uncoordinated as those two when they were working together, but any bickering between Robin and Steve, about bringing a plate forward or sponge to the left, was wheezed out between tears in their eyes. Actually choking with laughter on each direction they tried to give their best friend. And the broken bowl in the end was no match for you all crying with laughter as you grip onto each other, to avoid meeting the ceramics fate on the floor.
But they love both holding your hands. They just feel right with you and being a home like this. It all feels safe. Like they truly have a home, for really, the first time in their lives.
They bring your hand up to wave at the other from the side of you, both laughing as they do so. Or use your hand to flick the other in the face, and then swear you just did it all on your own, you’re wild, and so cruel, they’d never do something like that to their best friend.
You even caught them squeezing your hand in morse code to the other, something you’d all decided to learn. Which you only noticed when you saw Steve staring at your hand Robin was periodically squeezing, with a look so puzzled he seemed almost offended, and Robin mouthing to him and giving him a look as if he was the biggest doofus on earth.
Sometimes they go to grab something but forget they’re holding your hand. Usually this ends with a couple of laughs, sometimes you grabbing the thing for them, or them letting go to move to what they were doing. Occasionally accidentally yanking you and the other person across the room because they forgot you were all linked; Robin once quickly reaching for her favourite snack she thought you two monsters had eaten, and accidentally forcing you and Steve right into her body, and thus all onto the floor.
Importantly, they looooove just being able to have your hand. To hold. To play with. To kiss.
It’s hard to escaped being tickled when one of them starts tickling your palm, and the other decides to join the team of their platonic life partner and get involved with torturing you. And then since they have both your hands in their grasp, it’s pretty easy for them to raise your arms and get in there for another tickle, if you’re so inclined to ‘let them’.
They both love playing with your fingers. Just tracing them, looking at your fingerprints, the lines in your hand. Robin once brought a palm reading book back home, which was a really cozy night on the couch as you three held each others hands, and looked to see what was in your pasts, in your futures. Also seeing if any of you had any visual hand styles in common.
That part, finding those similarities in the intricacies of your born hands, those links you held that seemed to pass superficiality and link you together from the beginning, from what you were made, not quite the scars that all of you had, but the etches of your lives, connected in such small but miraculous ways in the universe that you all knew now was so big... that part you all loved.
Even pulling on your fingers, biting them, using your hand to plop it in their hair and letting go so you knew what the job was, or keeping hold of your hand to make you stroke them. Both of them commonly like taking your hand, and moving it to press their face into your warm palm. Pressing their cheek into your cupped hand, and looking at you. Both of their hands holding your wrist gently, as they fawn up at you. You’ve spent many a night with the both of them like this.
Kissing your hand being one of the greatest prizes of them all. Of course you get them kissing your hand a bit in public, Steve slightly more than Robin, and oh is he so suave with it.
But kissing over your hands in excitement as you agree to something. Or checking in on you by taking your hand up with a soft squeeze, and kissing it as they ask how you’ve been. Or just as a romantic gesture, with sparkling eyes up at you as they press their lips down to say, hey I love you.
Then just mostly kissing all over your hand, in a loving display of their true affection. Kissing the back, your palm, your heel, your fingers, the knuckles, your finger tips, those etches you have in common, every inch. This also includes them licking your hands sometimes. Holding them in theirs and looking at you as they flatten their tongue and lick a long stripe up your hand, while maintaining eye contact. And with your fingers in their mouths? Sometimes you spend more time with your hands free than not being pressed past their lips, and resting on their tongues. Sometimes gently being sucked on, or swirled around, or lovingly lapped at, but sometimes just sitting in their mouths. Steve and Robin both enjoying the comfort of having you just be there like this, with them.
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thytorturedpoet · 4 months
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if anyone has any good robin buckley x reader stuff please send it my way😭. i never see her on here and i miss my og girlfriend
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pollenallergie · 2 years
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making the wonderful ✨robin buckley✨ a friendship bracelet would have her falling in love with you faster than you can say friendship, i just know it. it doesn’t even have to be good, just the fact that you made it, with your own two (dare she say, beautiful) hands, for her sends her into a tailspin.
bonus points if you made it with her favorite colors bc what the fuck??? how did you know those were her favorite colors??? you absolute fucking angel????
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violetpixiedust · 2 years
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what if robin baked ♡ shaped peanut butter cookies with a jelly filling for vickie for their first year anniversary? because making pb&j’s at the earthquake relief centre was the first time they connected emotionally? and it becomes a family recipe over the years that their future kids enjoy too? they make them for picnics, birthdays, for santa during the holidays. i-
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morwap · 1 year
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I need robin buckly to ruin me in every way possible
me too, so excited to post my robin x reader fic
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lokis-army-77 · 1 month
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I feel like dom reader with shy Robin would be everything. Like she’s so nervous and fidgety and adorable and then we ruin her 🤭
Oh I can totally see that. She's just so nervous and ready to please.
I love a good Dom Robin fic, but sub Robin is where it's at for me.
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inkluvs · 9 months
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just you
ok i wrote this for my 0.5k celebration on my old blog i think? also 90 percent sure that @on-my-contrarian-sh1t requested it and @maddipoof betaed it originally <3
robin buckley x fem!reader
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Robin had a slight twinkle in her eye, the streaks of white in her iris catching the light like the clouds would in the late-morning sky. Her fingers were laced together with yours, her thumb rubbing at your knuckle almost subconsciously as her gaze searched the room for something worth focussing on. She ended up fixating on you like she always did, studying the slope of your cheeks and the way your lips twisted into a smile when you noticed her looking at you.
“What’re you thinking about hon?” She’d had the sudden urge to fill the silence between the two of you and it was almost like you’d read her mind, asking her before she could overthink it and shy away from the question. Robin smiled and you would swear up and down that the way her lips curved up and the way that her eyes crinkled in the corners could light up cities.
“Just you.” she whispered as if your mere presence made her breathless. If you were to ask she’d confirm it, pressing her lips to every inch of your skin, to every freckle and curve of your body she could reach as if she was trying to memorize every part of you while whispering everything she loved about you.
Robin had always had an almost irrational fear that everything would go wrong, and you’d always assumed that was why every time she touched you she smoothed her thumb over the skin of your palm like it was the last time she would be able to. You didn’t really mind it, reciprocating the affection so much so that her cheeks would be pink and her lips twisted into a smile, but you did take it upon yourself to remind her every so often that she wouldn’t lose you.
In a way, gift-giving was a way to do exactly that, every so often you’d see something that reminded you of Robin and you’d give it to her the next time you saw her, whether it be a flower or a pin or something of the sort. So you dug your hand in your pocket, praying you’d remembered to bring it with you before pulling out a small pin that seemed to glint in the light.
“what’s that?” she breathed, taking shallow breaths in and out as if she was trying to control her excitement. You handed it to her, and she looked at it for a moment, shock taking over her expression as realization hit her. 
“How?” she asked. What she meant to say was how did you know she’d wanted that, but you seemed to get what she was saying regardless.
“You slowed down when you saw that in the store the other day,” you explained. You knew that she wanted it but she didn’t want to get it unless there was a special occasion for it. What you didn’t know was that despite the lack of reaction showing on her face, she was thinking about everything she could pin it to. 
That was another thing about her that you’d noticed, the way she struggled to express any emotion, positive or negative. You’d chalked it up to past experiences, since you struggled with the same issue, but knowing that didn’t help but wonder whether your gesture was appreciated or not.
“Is it okay?” Robin looked almost offended that you'd ask that, offended that you'd think that you and anything you did for her was anything less than perfect.
“It’s more than okay, I love it.”
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sofiiel · 9 months
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Robin would probably snarl at someone who stepped to you wrong. She's got a fierce glare. Just imagine her using it against some asshole while you are out together.
Some rude person who pushes past you or let's a door close in your face.
Or maybe you work retail and she's coming to pick you up from work when she witnesses a customer being snarky over something you have no control over.
Robin would probably stomp over and chew them out about having human decency.
They threaten to call the manager but Robin just smirks and laughs at them. then says in a mockingly gentle voice, "I don't work here, assface. Eat me- oh wait..."
Robin turns to you with a genuine smile and a wink, "that's her job."
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Okay this one's been stuck in my head all day but I have absolutely time to write it so please share this vision with me
Try as they might, Steve and Robin couldn't get tickets to Chrissy Cunningham's arena tour, but they could get tickets to a festival she was playing.
The last thing Steve ever wanted to do was go and stand in a muddy field for sixteen hours while they waited for the headline act. But he was pretty sure Robin was in love with her favourite musician, and he wasn't about to deny his best friend a chance at love.
So he helped her make personalised t-shirts because honestly all the other bands in the line-up kinda sounded like they sucked.
His read, "Only Here for Chrissy" on the front and "I'm Steve" on the back and Robin's read "Chrissy, Will You Be My Girlfriend?" on the front and "If Lost, Please Return To Steve" on the back.
And it turned out, as they stood against the barrier in a not so muddy field, on a lovely, warm, but overcast, May day, that even bands that sucked could be fun. Even if it was only because they spent their day with earplugs in, so their eardrums wouldn't combust, bitching about each artist's lack of ability to put notes or an outfit together.
During the lunchtime intermission, the pair made friends with the lesbian couple next to them, Kayla and Jess, who were also eagerly awaiting Chrissy's set and similarly liked to mock those who committed crimes against sound and fashion. Steve was glad to have met them, they were really nice, and he felt better about leaving her to use the bathroom or to fetch food, knowing Robin was in safe hands.
He also felt better about letting her wander off, not that it stopped him from stressing out when she and Kayla had been missing for over fifteen minutes. He spread himself out to keep their places against the railing with his back to the stage, watching the crowd intently. Jess wasn't quite as chatty once they were alone, but she seemed content enough, bobbing along to the band that'd appeared on the stage.
Steve didn't turn back around to face the stage until he spotted the girls heading back towards them, he gave them a wave and turned around to look at the guys who hadn't been attempting to destroy anyone's hearing and was met with the face of the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen. Pretty face, long curly hair tied up in a bun, muscle tee showing off his many tattoos, piercings and chains and glittery Docs; Steve felt himself owl blink and blush.
God's gift to mankind was kneeling centre stage, guitar in hand making the most beautiful sounds Steve had ever heard as his fingers flew over the strings, and it was only when the rest of the band kicked back in that the man looked up, winked directly at Steve, and then jumped back to his feet, spending the rest of the song bouncing around the stage.
Steve only realised his mouth was agape when Robin finally arrived next to him and elbowed him hard in the ribs, giving him the same look she did whenever he was embarrassing in the club. He watched the rest of the Corroded Coffin, according to the backdrop, set in awe. Screaming and clapping along when they wished everyone a great day, throwing picks and drumsticks into the crowd and taking a bow; patting each other on the back as they wandered offstage.
As soon as it was quiet again, Robin wanted to know what the hell was wrong with his face and honestly, he couldn't answer her. He didn't even believe in love, not for himself at least, and he certainly didn't believe in love at first sight. It didn't stop him from spending the next couple of hours watching the faces at the sides of the stage, hoping to catch a glimpse of his new favourite guitarist, though.
As soon as Chrissy hit the stage, Steve got lost, between filming the set and watching Robin trying not to hyperventilate when Chrissy spotted her t-shirt, pointed to her, and giving her a coy little wink, blew her a kiss.
"An old school friend is here with me tonight, and I'd like him to help me out with this next track. Especially for the beauty in the front row, this is Girlfriend!"
The crowd went wild as the beat kicked in, but Steve was still watching Robin because it looked like she'd stopped breathing altogether. That was until she gasped loudly and started smacking Steve in the way she always did whenever she got overly excited; pointing wildly at the stage, and it was only when he looked over he saw Corroded Coffins guitarist bouncing up and down next to Chrissy.
Instead of the black muscle vest and skinny jeans he'd been sporting earlier in the day, he had changed into pale blue board shorts and a baggy white t-shirt that read "Hey Steve!" written in black sharpie with a giant winking smiley face underneath that could only really be seen when he swung his guitar around his back to copy Chrissy's dance moves.
The song ended, and the friends hugged, Chrissy waving him off the stage and calling out, "Eddie Munson everybody!" letting the crowd go wild for her friend before launching into the rest of her set.
By the time Chrissy had actually left the stage, Robin looked exhausted, having screamed and sung and danced herself out. They hung around a bit, said goodbye to Kayla and Jess, wishing them a safe journey home, and they were just taking one last look at the now empty stage when he heard someone yell his name...
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Watching Robin turning dom is probably such a good part of you two getting it on tho
Oh absolutely. Because I hc her as a switch, but when Robin decides she’s playing dominant, seeing her start that role immediately pushes you into sub space.
Because you know what she’s in the mood for, and you’re playing into her hand so quickly. Not even just for her sake, but watching Robin become that confident dom just makes you want to crawl under her.
She usually starts off acting her same dorky self, but then she quickly switches into that dom tone and look, and the laid back space you’ve been in gets switched straight away, because you know she’s just been leading up to this.
Usually she starts it by being a soft dom, to ease you into it, and you go from laughing with her and both of you having your hands on each other, to Robin keeping that smile you can now see was well planned, as she asks if you’re gonna be such a good girl for her, and tells you how you’re so sweet, with her tongue being a little more involved on your cheek during her kiss there. Her eyes bright but you understand the added reason now.
And your hands go to just clinging onto the edges of her jacket/suspenders, while Robin starts crawling on top of you. Giggling at you, being so good and sweet under her, and you just wanna agree with everything she says because her raspy voice, and her aura of confidence and allure, is making you want Robin to do whatever she wants to you
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libraryofgage · 9 months
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Steddie brainrot continues to worsen to a concerning degree but here's a crack idea that is absolutely sending me:
Famous Spicy Six in which Jonathon is a director who decides to work on a passion project: a Scooby-Doo movie. His ideal cast is as follows:
Nancy Wheeler (investigative journalist with a few special appearances on crime dramas) as Daphne Blake
Argyle (an actor with a habit of playing small parts; he acts only because he thinks it's fun, so he's not concerned with significant roles) as Shaggy Rogers
Robin Buckley (a well-known voice actor who is more well-known for her social media posts and clap-backs) as Velma Dinkley
Steve Harrington (basketball star who is also more well-known for his social media clap-backs and for being Corroded Coffin's number one fan) as Fred Jones
Eddie Munson (frontman for Corroded Coffin, an insanely popular metal/punk/rock band and "infamous" for unashamedly posting Steve Harrington thirst tweets) as the voice of Scooby-Doo
Corroded Coffin is also creating an entirely new, original soundtrack for the movie
And because I think it's funnier this way, this is also an AU where the Upside Down still happened, so Jonathon just calls his friends up and is like "Okay, so hear me out"
The absolute insanity that breaks out when both the movie and cast are announced because nobody can figure out how Jonathon managed to convince all these powerhouses to join his movie.
The further screaming online after one of the movie promo interviews where a reporter asks how they all agreed to the movie and Nancy hits them with, "Well, Jonathon asked, and he never asks for anything."
Which leads to the discovery that they all knew each other in high school, and the reporter jokingly asks if that means they've all dated each other, too, which leads to Eddie jumping in with absolute delight like, "Well, that's a funny story, there. See, Stevie here dated Nancy, who then dated Jonathon when they broke up, who then dated Argyle after they broke up. And I thought Stevie and Robin were dating, so I was very confused when I saw Robin and Nancy kissing. But then I found out that Robin was a true-blue lesbian, which meant Stevie here was open for the taking, and we've been banging ever since."
and Steve is just sitting there, head in his hands while Robin cackles and decides to tell the reporter all about Steve's "fuck I have a crush on Eddie" crisis
This interview, of course, leads to even more freaking out online and comments like "I know I asked for poly Scooby gang, but this is ridiculous," and "I can't believe that in this, the year of our lord 20xx, ScoobyXFreddy became a canon ship," and "if I had a nickel for every romantic relationship the Scooby gang actors have had with each other, I'd have five nickels, which is way more than any of us fucking expected to have," and "suddenly Eddie Munson's thirst tweets make a lot more sense, but can we talk about Steve Harrington's CC tweets now," and "everyone say thank you to Eddie Munson for revealing that mess of a relationship map," and "finally, the canon lesbian velma and daphne we deserve"
The movie is a box office hit, btw, and bloopers from filming roll with the credits, among which is Eddie Munson making Steve Harrington lose his shit laughing on set while dressed in a Scooby Doo onesie and singing Corroded Coffin songs with his Scooby Voice
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morganbritton132 · 4 months
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Eddie, posting to Tiktok: Wow, guys. Listen to this.
Steve, sighing: Eddie
Eddie: I just asked Steve to send me a naked picture of himself. For personal reasons.
Robin, in the background: …ew
Eddie: And he said no!
Eddie: Which is fine. I’m not pressuring him, but this man used to mail me naked pictures of himself when I was on tour. Just sending them off out into the world, hoping they get to the right hotel on time.
Eddie: But texting your husband a picture of your dick when you’re five feet away from him? No way.
Steve: I will take my clothes off right now if it makes you marginally less annoying
Robin: I’d prefer if you didn’t.
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