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vivaamor · 2 years

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family video

warnings: mild swearing & smut, vaginal fingering, robin being a total hottie

relationships: robin buckley/ female reader

summary: you meet robin while shopping at family video

hawkins, indiana. it was a quaint and quiet town, vastly different from the beaches of california that you'd just moved from. your dad always joked that people in hawkins didn't ever go outside and enjoy the sun like everyone done in california, that they were all vampires who would dissipate if they stepped foot outside.

the bell over the front door of family video chimes as you step inside the store. it was empty and you didn't even see any employees until two of them walked through to behind the counter from the backroom. one of them was a boy who you assumed was around your age; long hazelnut, curly locks framed his face, wearing a blue polo and a green vest that read family video. next to him stood her. short brown hair and bright blue eyes, several rings decorated her fingers, a navy blue t-shirt on her top half and again, the signature vest.

you browse around the store, looking for one movie in particular. "looking for something?" came a quiet voice, the girl behind the counter now standing behind you, her hands clasped behind her back. you read her name tag. robin.

"romantic comedies?" you ask, following her as she turns on her heel and walks down an aisle across the store. "thanks,"

she smiles softly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "anything in particular?" she tilts her head, her eyes flickering over to the other employee. "you could say i'm a rom-com historian."

"um, the breakfast club. dunno if that counts as a romantic comedy, though." you giggle, looking down at the carpet shyly.

she smiles bigger, putting her teeth on display. you decide that she has a nice smile. "it does in my book." she bends over, grabbing the movie off the bottom shelf. "here you go."

"thank you," you take it from her, running you thumb over the cover. she stays standing there in front of you, running her eyes over your features. "any recommendations, robin?" you ask, eyeing her name tag. "you know, as a historian."

"hmm, well..." she walks around the romantic comedy section, stepping into the comedies. "well, not much romance, but..." she shows you the cover of another movie that reads ferris bueller's day off. "more of a comedy than a rom-com, but it's easily becoming a classic."

you take it from her, reading the description on the back. "never seen it," you admit, looking up to meet her eyes again. "i'll take it. mia sara is ridiculously cute, totally worth ninety minutes." robin's eyes widen, thanking a god she doesn't believe in that you might not be into boys. "can you check me out?"

robin swallows hard, struggling to speak. "uh, yeah, i'll- i'll take you over at the..." she motions to where her coworker is waiting.

"the counter?"

she nods quickly, "the counter, yeah. i'll just, uh..." she takes the two films from you and meets you upfront, practically body slamming steve out of her way. she rings you up, and packs your purchases in a paper bag, handing it to you. "uh, that's five dollars."

"wow, that's cheap." you note, handing her a five dollar bill.

the boy whose name tag reads steve fake coughs, "she used her employee discount." he coughs again, earning himself an elbow from robin.

"oh, you didn't have to do that, thank you."

she chuckles nervously, shaking her head. "it's not a problem, really. you'll have to let me know what you think...?"

"y/n," you answer, "don't worry, i'll tell you all about it, robin." you wave goodbye to the two employees, walking out of the store.

you stare at the two movies that you took out of the bag and placed on the kitchen table, trying to decide which one to watch tonight. the breakfast club was a masterpiece but on the other hand, that cute girl at the video store recommended the other one. "where is it?" you mumble to yourself, looking around the kitchen for the phone book, and then moving onto the living room. eyeing the book shelf, you pull out the yellow book with a thick spine and flip the pages until you stumble onto family video, a phone number listed beside it.

"hello?" it's a boy's voice, probably steve's. you'd only been there two hours ago.

"hi, this is y/n... from earlier. is robin there?"

you can hear his scoff on the other end. "yeah, she just clocked out but she hasn't left yet. one second. robin, that girl from earlier is on the phone, she wants to talk to you." you giggle to yourself as she gasps, asking him holy hell, okay! one minute!

a few seconds later, she comes to the phone. "this is robin."

"hey robin, it's y/n. do you have any plans tonight?"

it took robin all but an hour and a half before she buzzed your apartment. you buzz her in, a knock on your door coming two minutes after that. you glance at yourself in the mirror. you hadn't changed from earlier, a sunflower yellow cropped t-shirt and a black skirt, along with a grey, whole cardigan. you open the door to reveal the girl from the video store. she'd changed from earlier into a black sweater and dark blue denims, you guessed because the sun set and it was a little cooler out. "hi." you smile, opening the door wider and allowing her to step in.

"hey." she grins sheepishly, holding her hand up. "i brought red vines." she kicks off her converse, handing you the bag, which you toss onto the couch. "i like your place." she nervously fumbles with her rings that adorn her long fingers.

you look around at your shitty apartment. "thanks, it's kind of like a prison cell, just a little nicer." you lived in a small studio, all you could afford. "my dad lives down the street. i moved here with him, but we decided it was time i get my own space."

"where'd you move from?" she asks, following you to the couch and sitting next to you, an awkward couple inches between you.

"california, actually."

she chuckles, "wow. california to indiana. why'd you move here if you weren't gonna stay with you dad?"

"didn't want him to be lonely." you shrug, pressing play on the remote, the beginning credits of ferris bueller's day off playing on the small television in front of the couch.

"ah, so that would explain why you're so tan." she notes, watching your eyes crease as you smile. "i wondered, being that hawkins hasn't had a good sunny day in a few weeks with all the rain recently and all."

you smirk, "it's from all the sun burn."

"i like it." she tells you, her eyes moving from your face to your hair, braided back into pigtails. "i like your hair, too."

"you like a lot of things," you tease. "thank you." it's quiet in your apartment for the next hour, the living area dark, only lit by the screen of the television. you glance in robin's direction, her hands are in her lap and she's sitting on the other end of the small couch. "water?" you ask and she nods, watching you get up and walk to the kitchen, returning with two glasses. "here." she smiles at you as if to say thank you and you sit back down, only this time, you sit closer to her, your thighs nearly touching.

robin's heart is beating out of her chest. she curses at herself for being such a dork. she was always bad with women, either saying too much or not enough. steve always made fun of her for the way she would ramble when talking to a pretty girl. she looks down, your hand stretched over your thigh and slowly, she moves her hand over yours. smiling softly to yourself, you turn your hand over and intertwine your fingers with hers and she nearly passes out from that action alone, thinking to herself, holy shit holy shit holy shit.

the two of you sit like that, your knees pulled to your chest, humming along with the music playing in the background of the movie. "god, i love cam-" before you can even finish your sentence, robin moves her hand away from yours and holds you jaw, turning your head towards her and she leans in quickly, pressing her lips against yours. it takes you by surprise and hell, she took herself by surprise. the cold metal of her rings presses against your jaw, her tongue licking at your bottom lip, requesting entrance, and god damn, you give it to her, deepening the once soft kiss.

your hand gets lost in her hair, crawling onto her and straddling her lap, your free hand balanced against the arm of the couch as she leans her back against it. you moan against her mouth, the kiss alone causing a reaction between your legs. she obviously notices by the way you rock your body, her hand drifting down to between your legs and dipping under your skirt until she makes contact with your damp panties, rubbing you through them. you pull away from the kiss, traveling down to her neck and leaving open mouthed kiss, pulling a quiet moan from her. she's driving you crazy. you push her hand against you harder with your free one, encouraging her.

she slips her hand underneath your pink panties, pushing them down your thighs and rubs at your naked clit with her thumb, pushing two fingers inside you until her rings are covered in your arousal. pumping her fingers in and out of you, she develops a pace, rubbing harder at your clit. "harder," you mumble against her marked up skin, throwing your head back when she pushes harder into you. she decides it's her turn to leave marks all over your throat, nipping at the skin under your jawline. she curls her fingers inside you in a come here motion, smirking when your breath hitches in the back of your throat.

"fuck," she groans, loving the way you sound as you moan. you tighten around her fingers, your body informing her that you're close. "so pretty," she mutters against your skin, kissing her way back up to your lips and smashing hers against them in a heated kiss. she continues to pump in and out of you once you've come, helping you ride it out before removing them. you pull away from her, breaking the kiss and looking back at her blue eyes, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear with your fingers. you go to undo the zipper on her jeans, but grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. "you can return the favor another time, i promise. i'm kinda sleepy."

"do you want to stay here?" you offer, beginning to climb off of her but she keeps her hold on your hand. you look at her questionably, climbing into her embrace when she stretches out her arms.

she scratches your back lightly, drawing her fingers up and down over your top. "i liked listening to you." she admits, planting a kiss on your jaw.

"you like everything."

she nods with a chuckle, "including you."

thank god for family video.

#robin buckley #robin stranger things #robin smut #robin st4 #robin buckle x you #robin buckley x reader #oneshots #smut #wlw #i love women #i am gay #gorgeous women #stranger things s4 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things #stranger things 4

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pppump · 2 years

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I knew never how much I needed this knock off Scooby Doo crew in my life 🛐

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hp-art-studio · 1 year

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Drew Robin bc I like Robin

#art #stranger things #drawing #artists on tumblr #Robin #Robin stranger things #Robin Buckley #robin st4 #ronance #robin st3 #maya hawke

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oharringtons · 2 years

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IT’S LIKE MY BRAIN IS MOVING FASTER THAN MY MOUTH

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robin-buck1ey · 2 years

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Favorite genre of Maya Hawke pictures?

Eating peoples faces.

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nevadie · 2 years

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i wholeheartedly believe modern robin would try to have sex with nancy to that one cbat song because "it can't be that bad if it lasted for two years"

i take no criticism im right this is so real

#robin buckley #ronance #nancy wheeler #byler #stranger things #robin st4 #stranger things four #fruity four

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rottenaero · 11 months

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Stranger Things x Scream

Ghostfaces:Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington

First Kill:Tammy Thompson

Robin makes the calls, leaving notes of pop culture references to hint who’s going to die next.

Steve does the killing, getting mostly people who wronged Robin, the kids, or even him.

When Eddie Munson gets blamed, Steve is a little pissed because this dude takes care of the kids, he doesn’t deserve to get blamed, the kids will be so upset.

Robin just doesn’t really care about the guy so she doesn’t feel a need to intervene.

Thats about it for the au so far, this kinda goes with my last fanart.

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honeystwiggypeach · 1 year

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Warm touch!

Robin x Fem!Reader

Sorry this took so long besties but I’ve finally written it so…yay!!

Anywho!!

Tw- mentions of proposals missing eachother it’s not angst but more like comfort? I’m not to sure if there’s much else! Let me know if I missed something tho!!

The room is warm but you can’t muster up enough energy to get up and turn her dumb oscillating fan. You don’t really want to. Not when Robin brushes her warm hand over your cheek. It’s warm just like her laugh is, it’s warm just like her perfectly warm smile, you find everything about her to be perfect how could you not when she looks at you like you’re the world even when she’s half asleep.

When she rests her hand against your cheek you can feel the coolness of her bulky rings, the heavy weight that lays within them causing the skin of your cheek to dip slightly. But you don’t really care, the coolness of her rings seem to wash away every bit of exhaustion from your work day better then the shower did better then the thirty minute nap you took before Robin had clambered into bed beside you excitedly filling you in on everything she wasn’t able to tell you over the phone with your busy schedules, you’d gotten a promotion and severely underestimated how much time it would steal away from your relationship.

Occasionally in her rambles she’d catch you drifting off into thought your brows furrowing lightly and she’d tut, she knew you felt guilty about taking the promotion after for the first time she told you she’d missed you over the phone during one of your shifts. She smoothed it out with her thumb, the chunky ring that rests there brushing against your brow, and you give her a small smile before she’s smacking a playful kiss to your forehead, You try to remind yourself that it was only temporary to be away for so long, and that it would be worth it in the end when you could propose to her properly instead of with the silly gum ball rings you’d given each other that quickly tarnished your fingers faster then her costume jewelry would.

I think this was cute!! Let me know if you want to see anything else cause this was super fun and I need to write more things😭

Tags~ @redwineanddnicotine

#reader insert #x reader #st4 #robin buckley drabble #robin x reader #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin x fem!reader #fem!reader #Robin st4

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mxdnights0 · 1 year

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Have some Robin Buckley Headcanons I wrote a while back :)

✰ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛɪꜰʏ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛꜱ ʙᴄ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ.

✰ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴄᴄᴀꜱɪᴏɴ.

✰ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴄᴜʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴇᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ᴀʟꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴜꜱʜ ɪᴛ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ

✰ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟ ᴄʟᴜᴛᴢ

✰ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ, ᴛᴇxᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀꜱ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴇᴀᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴀꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀꜱᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅʜᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ

✰ɪᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ, ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴇᴠᴇ ᴏʀ ɴᴀɴᴄʏ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ ꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ɪɴ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱꜰᴜʟ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

✰ꜱʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ

✰ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏꜱ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀꜱꜱɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ, ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀꜱʏ

ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱ: ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʏ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɢᴀʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʙʏ ᴅᴀɪꜱʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ, ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀꜱᴇ ʙʏ ᴋᴀɪʟᴇᴇ ᴍᴏʀɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʏʟᴇʏ ᴋɪʏᴏᴋᴏ

#robin buckley #robin stranger things #robin st4 #stranger things #autistic robin buckley #neurodivergent #neurodivergent Robin buckley #ronance #Fruity Four

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eatmehuckass · 2 years

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If Mike Wheeler jumping off a cliff isn’t addressed in season five what is the point of life?

#mike wheeler i know what you are #mike wheeler #mike wheeler is gay #jealous mike wheeler #will byers #byler #byler fanfic #robin st4 #eddie stranger things #stranger things #robin buckley #dustin henderson #steve harrington #lucas stranger things #max st4

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imgoom · 1 year

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PUNK ROBIN!! ⚡⚡

#continuing with this au bc i have so many ideas #next is goth nancy #can't wait for all the rivalries #robin buckley #robin buckley fanart #punk robin #punk robin au #punk au #stranger things #stranger things fanart #stranger things au #st4 #robin st4 #art #original art #my skribbled skrunks

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vivaamor · 1 year

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panic attacks with robin

robin buckley x female reader

warnings: description of a panic attack, gf!robin

it had gotten bad again.

you thought the medication was supposed to make it better, you thought the panic attacks and the nightmares and the crippling anxiety would all cease to exist, but you were sadly mistaken.

not to get it confused, because they had stopped-- for a while. after the events of the upside down, after you guys almost lost max to vena, after eddie almost died, you began to experience this knot that would twist and turn in your gut. robin had told you it was anxiety, that she had dealt with it her whole life. she’d even given you some tips on how to help the sensation. sadly, there weren’t therapists that specialized in ptsd after you watch your friends get mauled by bats, yourself included. the pain subsided, your body no longer ached every time hot shower water sprayed your scars. but the ptsd was very real. the ptsd was why you no longer wore necklaces because it reminded you of the vines cutting off your airways, it was why you jumped at every loud noise, and it was why you always slept with a light on in your bedroom.

today was no different.

the day had gone normal, working at the family video with robin. she didn’t normally work thursdays, but it was dustin’s birthday and she picked up steve’s shift so he could take the curly headed boy to the arcade with eddie, now that his stitches were healed.

you’d had a nightmare last night, envisioning the same picture that would interrupt your peaceful slumber whenever you had nightmares. a bat slicing steve open, robin gasping for air as her airway was tapered off, a sobbing dustin screaming into the walkie talkie, and a unconscious max being carried into an ambulance. it effected everyone in different ways but for you, it came in the form of nightmares. because of that, you’d been on edge all day. you jumped every time the bell over the door would ring when someone entered the store, or yelped if robin accidentally brushed past you.

“you okay?” she’d asked you, raspy voice laced with concern, eyebrows raised. you’d only given her a hesitant nod and mumbled a “’gonna go put out the new releases,” before you scurried away from your girlfriend.

it wasn’t until you’d walked into the back to find the new releases that it all came crashing down. it was simple, a silly thing to get all worked up over. you were so focused on getting away from robin as to not worry her, you hadn’t been watching where you were walking. you bumped into the shelf that held the new releases and they all fell to the floor with a loud clatter.

all of a sudden, it was like the world went quiet, the only noise registering you ears being your thumping heart, ricocheting against the walls of your chest. it’s not long before your eyes well up with tears, pouring over your lash line and onto your rosy cheeks. “stop, stop it.” you mumble to yourself, bringing your shaking hands up to wipe away the tears.

“babe! you’ll never believe what this guy up front just said to me-” robin walks into the room, stopping in her tracks once her eyes land on me. “what’s wrong?” her voice is so soft that it’s almost a whisper, her lips turned downward in a concerned pout. you shake your hand, waving your hands in front of your body. your breath is uneven and comes out in short sobs and pants. “okay, um, you’re having a panic attack.” you shake your head again. “yeah, you are. um, here. sit down.” she offers you her hand to help you down onto the floor and you take it, your face in your hands once you sit. “it’s okay, i’ve had them before. do you want to be touched or no?”

you shake your head for the third time as you begin to hyperventilate, your knees pulled to your chest. “okay, that’s okay,” she nods, bending down to take a seat on the floor in front of you. “um, alright, i- uh, steve- name all the things he does wrong. horrible employee, am i right?” you lift your head to look at her, narrowing your eyes. was now really the time to make fun of steve? “i’ll start. um, he flirts with every female customer i think we’ve ever had. he takes super long lunch breaks,” robin licks her lower lips, trying to think for more ways. “he tries to tell me what i’m doing wrong when he barely knows how to clock in,”

“he-” you start, another choked sob slipping past your lips in between breaths. robin’s patient with you as she waits for you to form a sentence. “he never cleans the bathroom.”

robin grins proudly, pressing her hands over your knee. she watches how you respond. if you push her away, it’s not getting any better. if you allow it, she’s somehow helping. you relax a little under her touch and robin’s smile widens. “what else? oh, he’s so clumsy! how many times has he spilled coffee on the desk? tons.” once she’s run out of ideas on how to berate customers, she changes the subject. “worst customers. i’ll go first. freaking eddie. i mean, i love the guy to death but he hasn’t returned the exorcist in over a year! he has like two hundred dollars in late fees.”

your breathing starts to slow sightly, your hands still shaking. “d-dustin. he doesn’t even pay.” you mumble out, your hands running up and down your legs anxiously.

“i know!” she exclaims, laughing loudly. she scoots closer to you and raises her hand, brushing a few strands of stray hair behind your ear. “hi, pretty girl.” she smiles softly, holding your cheek in her hand. “we’re all safe, you know that right?” you nod, another tear sliding down your cheek, which she wipes away with your thumb. “i love you, babe.”

you gulp down the lump in your throat. “i love y-you, too... robin.” you take a deep breath, trying to focus on your girlfriend’s voice. she motions with her hand a come here motion and you obey, scooting over to her until you’re on her lap. she brings her hands around your back and pulls you in, allowing you to rest your forehead against her shoulder.

“deep breath in...” she demonstrates and you follow. “and out...” you exhale through your nose, your hands clinging onto her shirt, bunching the material in your fists. “better?”

“better.” robin rocks you back and forth on her lap, her hand a comforting presence on your back. you close your eyes and the room stops spinning, your heart rate normalizes, and your hands still.

you don’t know what you’d do without her.

#strangerthings #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things netflix #robin buckley #robin stranger things #robin st4 #robin x y/n #robin x you #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley fic #robin buckley imagine

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