#robins the GOAT

[estrellami-1]

Weiter prompt: fluffy platonic Stobin pls & thank you

Literally a month later and I still have so many more of these (mainly from you lmao thanks babe)… we’ll see how many I can churn out!

Also I should probably be sleeping right now. I’m not. Also I should work on “If I Should Stay” sooner rather than later because I’m running kinda low on prewritten parts but ADHD has decided the deadline is not close enough yet.

Anyways… I hope you enjoy! ❤️

“Tammy Thompson,” Robin had whispered, high on Russian drugs and shaking. Terrified and brave.

Steve doesn’t understand how she just said the words. He’s choking on them now, on any words at all.

He’d dragged her into his bathroom as soon as she’d gotten to his house. It seemed fitting, and Robin hadn’t seemed to mind. But now his ass is going numb, and his leg is cramping, and his heart is going crazy, and he can’t look at Robin.

“Okay,” she finally murmurs. “C’mon, come sit next to me. Clearly you can’t look at me for whatever you have to say.” She manhandles him over against the wall and sits next to him, shoulder-to-shoulder. She grabs his hand and squeezes it, and he squeezes back.

He finally finds words. “Y’know Bowie?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

It takes her a second, but she’s smart—a genius, really—so it isn’t long before she’s pulling him into a hug. “Thanks for telling me,” she whispers, then sits back and looks at him with a huge grin. “So?”

He frowns. “What?”

“Who is it?”

Steve groans, puts his head in his hands. “You’re gonna tease me.”

“Only a little,” Robin agrees, laughing.

He leans forward, rests his forehead against her shoulder. Loses tension in his own shoulders when she cards a hand through his hair. His next word is quiet. “Eddie.”

Her hand stutters, but doesn’t stop. “As in Munson? As in the kids’ Dungeon Master? As in the Freak of Hawkins High?”

“At least he can sing,” Steve grumbles, smiling when Robin squawks indignantly.

“Low blow, dingus,” she says, but her hand is still in Steve’s hair, so he knows it’s okay. “Tell me about him. Why?”

“I dunno, Robs. He’s just… so unashamed to be himself, y’know? I didn’t learn how to start doing that until I met Dustin. He’s so passionate about the things he likes and he’s really good with the kids.” He sighs. “And I know we’re probably completely incompatible and he’d never want me anyways, so it’s all a moot point.”

“I dunno,” Robin says thoughtfully. He leans back to look at her. “I mean, there’s that whole opposites attract thing for a reason, right? Like yin and yang. And I could see him being your yang. Passionate and excitable where you’re more even-keeled. He’s definitely the dad of the group, and I think I’ve actually heard Dustin call you mom before.”

Steve snickers. “He did. He was so embarrassed.”

“Beet-red, I know. He’s off in fantasy land half the time, and you need someone to transport you like that. And he needs someone practical to tell him when it’s time to land.” She shrugs a shoulder. “It’s not the craziest thing I’ve ever heard, at least.”

He leans his head against the wall and regards her. “I love you,” he says softly, and strangely enough this is when the tears come. He looks away, tries to wipe them quickly, but more come the second they’re gone and he knows it isn’t going to work, not when they’re already trailing down his cheeks.

She leans into him, gathering him close, putting his head back on her shoulder and wrapping both arms around him, squeezing. “I love you,” she whispers back. Doesn’t tell him to stop, that there’s no reason to cry, and he appreciates it.

“Thank you,” he finally murmurs, sniffling and leaning away, reaching for toilet paper so he can blow his nose.

“C’mon,” she says after he’s done, smiling wide and grabbing his hands, pulling him up. “Movie time. I have it on good authority that The Princess Bride is an excellent movie to watch after heartfelt confessions.”

Steve snorts. “Whose authority?”

“Mine.” She grins at him.

“Then I’m sure you’re right,” he agrees, chuckling. “Snacks? Chips? Popcorn? Ice cream?”

“All of the above,” she agrees with a nod. “I’ll get the movie started, you do the snacks?”

He snags her hand before she can walk away. He’s not ready to be alone, but he’s not sure he can say it. He pulls gently, not hard enough to sway her, but enough she knows his intention. She looks in his eyes, studies him, and nods. “Together,” she murmurs, tangling their fingers. Steve thinks he could cry again.

He walks into the kitchen instead, Robin by his side. They grab their snacks then make their way into the living room, where Robin proceeds to recite the entire movie. Steve attempts to throw popcorn in her mouth every time it opens wide enough.

The next day they have work. Robin doesn’t say anything, but gives him a look when she takes her break. He doesn’t understand it until the door opens less than a minute later and Edie walks in.

Steve realizes she must have seen him coming.

He’s never loved her more.

#stranger things #steve harrington #robin buckley #platonic stobin #y’all I love them #this was such a fun prompt #thank you my friend #eddie munson #kinda #eventual steddie #robins the GOAT #and Steve knows it #and she knows it #I hope you like this #if not… my excuse is it’s 2:45am #starambles

[starboyadem]

HAPPY 3RD ANNIVERSARY NIKA!!!🎉🎉🎉

I’m so happy how this turned out and I had so much fun with it <3 I hope everyone has a wonderful day and will go and enjoy a lot of ‘birthday’ Nika art ^^

#flatline #nika #dc comics #damian wayne #damian al ghul #flatline dc #daminika #flamian #gravebird #nika dc #art #digital art #dc fanart #dc damian wayne #dc universe #flatline nika #robin #damian the goat wayne #batman #damian wayne dc #robin damian

[antiqueanimals]

Baby Animals. Illustrated by James Robin. Published in 1983.

#bovids #cows #sheep #goats #equids #donkeys #horses #suidae #pigs #birds #ducks #chickens #James Robin

[robinfollies]

I simply must know, do you think Arthur would smoke weed? I have seen compelling evidence to suggest that he would, in fact, smoke a little weed every now and again.

yeah. sure. idgaf. fanart of arthur smoking a blunt

#i am the real life giddy goat games you can trust me #i also drew him as the weed brownie comic once. thanks guys #checking the mail #robin’s follies

[inpursuitofnunchi]

crackheads united

#the tomfoolery of these three istg #i love these dumbheads #one piece #goat island arc #anime #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #cat burglar nami #usopp #chopper #nico robin #straw hat crew #straw hat pirates

[evilmemphy]

I'm so happy, I've been wanting to read this doujinshi from royal garden for years, and happened to find it on youtube!

#zolu #sanji #nico robin #the GOAT #Youtube

[toonstarterz]

Yeah, everyone loves the G8 arc. But this one is also for the five people in the world who actually kind of like The Foxy Pirates.

Stay tooned!

#youtube #one piece #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #tony tony chopper #nico robin #G8 #the foxy pirates are a GOAT pirate crew #long ring long island... #not so #much

[marlynnofmany]

The Brief Mystery of the Escape from Storage Hold B

“Well, I’m out of ideas,” said my new shipmate, flipping a blue-black tentacle. He was the pointy-headed variety of Strongarm, looking more like a squid than an octopus, and I wasn’t honestly sure if that made him a different species or not. All that mattered today was that he was in charge of the cargo in this room, which kept getting out of its pen. One had apparently even made it down the hallway before he caught up with a net.

“You’re sure this species can’t teleport or anything like that?” I asked as I looked through the clear walls at the four-legged beasties. I’d seen enough already in my jaunt through the galaxy that I wasn’t ruling anything out. These creatures had long necks and stringy orange fur that I could swear moved on its own. Terrier-sized llamas with sea anemone jackets.

“If they can teleport, we are not getting paid enough to transport them,” the squiddy guy said. What was his name? Merv? Right, Mur.

“At least they’re only going for the food,” I said. “No gaps in the walls that I can see.” I paced around the enclosure, where the handful of animals perked up and came to watch me. “The roof doesn’t lift off, does it?”

Mur scoffed, a flappy noise that was much funnier to me than I let on. “Not likely. It’s clamped on tight, and how would they get up there anyway? They might as well be squeezing through the air holes.”

“Which air— Oh, these things? These are pretty big.” I gave the rectangular cutouts an appraising stare. High off the ground or not, they were definitely big enough for a properly motivated small creature to fit through. But these critters were shin-height, and the vents were almost too high for me to reach.

“The walls are not climbable,” Mur declared, curling three tentacles in irritation. “We’ve used this pen for climbing animals before; it’s designed on the molecular level to make them slide off. Even the suction cup sticky types. And again, if they can teleport or levitate or something, then the people who engaged our services are going to get a big fat Liar’s Fee on their bill.”

“How high can they jump?” I asked. Waggling fingers at the orange llama-things, I crouched for a closer look. Two big ones waddled over on stiff legs while a smaller one hopped erratically, kicking its feet up like an excited rabbit.

“Not that high, surely.”

The little one ramped up to full zoomies, dashing about in a circle.

“Just how sure are you?” I asked. As I stood back up, the little orange creature jumped off the side of another one instead of going around, knocking it over with a complaining bleat.

These aren’t space llamas, I thought. These are space goats.

The fallen one got back onto its feet with the improbable help of its fur — yeah, that was definitely a field of tentacles instead of hair.

Mur wove his own tentacles together. “There’s no way.”

“I’ll bet you they’re getting out the vents,” I said, rejoining him. “I have seen animals like this on my planet reach some impressive heights. What do people wager on this ship? Money, food, entertainment?”

He gave me a speculative look. “Say more about that last one.”

“If I’m wrong, I’ll stand on a table and sing a space shanty.”

“Done. How to you expect to prove it?”

“Firstly, do you guys really not have a camera in this storage hold? I thought that was standard for everything but the private quarters.”

Mur gave a bubbling sigh and wrapped a tentacle around the back of his pointy head, gesturing upward with another. “We have one. It’s broken. Don’t ask whose fault it is. We’re going to get it fixed soon.”

“What about a handheld?” I asked, pulling out mine and unfolding it. “Wide screen and an adhesive function; if we leave the door open, I can stick it where we can watch from the hallway.”

“Sure. Why not. At least we’ll get some entertainment at mealtime.”

While I set up the camera with a wide focus, Mur got out the food for the space goats. This immediately drew their attention. They all clustered on that side of the pen, the smaller ones bouncing in place with no regard for whether they landed on floor or friend.

Mur dumped a small container of food onto the floor: little green nubbins of some sort. Could have been peas, frogs, or erasers. The space goats clearly liked them.

“Oh no,” Mur said theatrically. “I have spilled food. I will have to get something to clean it up. I’d better go do that.” He shoved the rest back into the storage cabinet, closed it, then slapped his way to the exit.

I moved out of sight, watching the camera. He had barely cleared the doorway when the smallest three got running starts around the enclosure, sprang up at an angle, and slid across the wall like figure skaters. The first one to reach a vent dove through it with all the smoothness of a prize-winning pole vaunter. The second was partway through when the third slammed into it. Both complained; one fell to the floor of the pen; the other used its sea-anemone fur to grasp the edge of the hole and pull itself through.

The second one joined the first in snorffling up food while the third got another running start.

I looked at Mur.

“Ugggh,” he said, pressing tentacles across his face. “I hate animal cargo.”

“Do we need gloves or anything to catch them?” I asked. “They look poisonous.”

“If so, no one’s told me that either. No, we can just use the nets. We’d better hurry before they get out of the room.”

“Right.” I put away my handheld and followed him back in, with the door shutting behind us as the five (!) creatures finished the last of the food.

It was an excitable chase that followed, but a successful one. No troublesome space goats made it out to wreak havoc on the rest of the ship. I helped Mur glue mesh over the vents, salvaged from food packaging and probably (probably) strong enough to resist impact from hungry beasties.

The promised entertainment at mealtime was fun. I took pity on Mur and sang along with him, to the enjoyment of the rest of the crew. Luckily we knew at least one space shanty in common.

Then someone else wanted a go, and it became a rollicking celebration. Turns out there are many songs about troublesome animals, and given that a couple of the crewmembers were good with lyrics, soon there was one more.

“I’ve got to write this down,” I said. “There are people back home who’d love it. Say, have you heard the ballad of Stabby the Roomba?”

Even the captain sang along with that one. It was a long time before we got back to our duties, but no one complained.

~~~

I’m exploring backstory for the book that just came out. There are many adventures to be had!

#humans are weird #my writing #goats #in spaaace #haso #hfy #earth is a deathworld #full of tricksy creatures #an inspiration to all surely #Robin Bennet #the spacefaring veterinarian and human-at-large #the Token Human

[medufasa]

I literally adore every single one of them (and that includes both the og show and ttg. They're both goated funny shows and a couple of my fav shows of all time)

Check the new filter on my sketch this time 😂🙏🏿

#my art #teen titains go #teen titans #i love them #goated #peak fiction #controversial but idc #teen titans fanart #ttg #dc robin #starfire #dc raven #beast boy #dc cyborg

[labratgirlz]

riches and wonders - the mountain goats

#oc tag #artistic nudity #oc ara #oc robin #i do not really like the colors on this but i like the linework a lot so um. here you go #also i had a different caption in mind but it implied somethign that i Did Not Mean so have a mountain goats song #art tag

[robinfrinjs]

#robin goat #at least he doesn't lie about not being skilled in anything except racing #but bro you're from a football family your brother was a pro #sob #racing #formula e #robin frijns #and others

[charkyzombicorn]

Sengoku Luffy should be older for no other reason than law having an uncle who's only like 3 years older than him.

Luffy being older changes the whole timeline! :)

Law's like 24 when Luffy's 17 so flipping that would make Luffy 17ish when Law was 14ish and Rosi died. Do you know the angst that opens up? Luffy was a seasoned officer when Rosi was murdered, and Sengoku Stopped him from going there and killing Doflamingo and everything he held dear??? Sengoku would have stopped being a trusted authority in his eyes a long time ago.

But Rosi having a younger brother with a D in his name and a strong good will means Law looked for Luffy (partially to apologize for being the reason he died, partially to see if Luffy was as kind as Cora-San said)

Of course Law found him by the time he was 20, Luffy is very easy to find. Luffy doesn't even need a reason to adopt this little emo doctor into his fleet(?) but appreciates it anyway. His nephew is awesome and he introduces him as such to everyone even though Luffy's 5'7 with a near-perminant baby face and Law is 6'8 with a goatee

Now that I think about it Ace would be 8 years younger than Luffy here, they'd have less comradery more direct adoption

#one piece #marine dads au #Who would be on Sen! Lu's little marine crew I wonder #Ace and Law definitely #And Coby and Nami and Robin (somehow) #goat dad au

[thrillhoues]

Tim Drake is my favourite Robin when he suffers. I need that nerd to cry. No boring boyfriend adventures, no Bernard or Steph, Tim being unhappy and trying to fix it (occasionally he's allowed to be happy

Knight Terrors Robin: Words by Kenny Porter (check out KT Robin and Superboy, they rule), Art by Miguel Mendonca, Colours by Adriano Lucas and Letters by Tom Napolitano

#tim drake #robin #red robin is goated #red robin #why is he still robin

[childofaura]

CYL ART! CYL ART!

CORRIN! SHE'S NOT DRAWN BY SENCHA! IT'S ESSUAL! YESSSS!

Soren is looking snappy! Happy for you Soren fans!

Gullveig... joy... Though I will say that this outfit looks way better than her standard one, they should have gone with that (inb4 "But it would have given away her role as Seidr!" It still looks better). And I'd be lying if I said the art doesn't look way better than her standard art.

ROBIN! HE LOOKS SO DASHING! MY BOY IS SO SNAZZY!

CYRIL!!!!! CYRIL IS THE GHB!!!! MY BOY IS FREEEEEEE!!

All in all, CYL is looking good. We're eating right proper tonight lads!!!

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #DUDE WE GET CORRIN AND ROBIN *AND* CYRIL? #FUCKING GOATED CYL!!!

[moiraimyths]

Robin, what's *your* bed like

The coziest nest a kid could ask for!

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The Good People (Na Daoine Maithe)’s Kickstarter is now live! Check our pinned post for links to the Kickstarter and demo, and for more details!

KICKSTARTER STATUS: WE'RE FUNDED!!!!

#ask #robin answers #the good people #na daoine maithe #otome #visual novel #dating sim #interactive fiction #narrator's note: robin is very old but is indeed sometimes partly a goat

[runicknight]

Some Stickers/Emojis I made for my Discord server!

#Art #Stickers #Emoji #Discord #Kobolds #Goat #Baphomet #Billie von Vagrante #Marbles #Race #Robin #Anthro