#top!robin buckley

[robinsno1lesbian]

𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫!𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

(𝐫.𝐛. 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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 :)

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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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comments & reblogs are always appreciated 🫶🏼

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[sarahisgay01]

Ok this may be weird but I can’t stop thinking about Robin Buckley f***ing reader deep and fast with her strap while holding readers wrists down and kissing her neck. Then when the reader is close she’ll whisper “you can cum princess, but just know im not done with your pu**y yet” Can you please write about this so i can stop thinking bout it?

My brain has absolutely melted thinking about this. I will absolutely write this because now I can’t stop thinking about it either😅

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!!)

Tell Me What You’re Thinking

Dom!Robin Buckley x Sub!Reader (Modern)

Notes: Robin and reader are in an established relationship

You’ve been thinking about Robin all day. After she gets off work tonight, you’re going over to her house because her parents are out of town on their monthly business trip. The two of you are supposed to have a movie night, but that’s not what you’ve been thinking about. You’ve been thinking about her on top of you, fucking you with her strap-on. All day today, you’ve been squirmy thinking about it, thinking about her. When she finally texts you to come over, you don’t think you’ve ever left your house so fast. You drove to her house like you were a race car driver, speeding there, too impatient to wait any longer. The drive to her house is normally ten minutes, but you were there in five. Robin was shocked to see you there so quickly and said, “Wow sweetheart. You uh- You got here fast.” You replied, “Mhmmm, missed you, Robbie.” Robin smiled and said, “Come here, pretty girl”, then opened her arms. You quickly went over to her and she wrapped her arms around you in a tight embrace, just how you like it. Robin then started peppering you with kisses, making you smile and giggle. The two of you finally made your way inside and into her living room. You saw that Robin had all of your favorite snacks and candy on her coffee table, ready for when you two would watch the movie. She said, “(Y/N), are you ready to watch the movie?” and you nodded your head. The two of you cuddled up on the couch, watching the movie, well, kind of. Your eyes may have been watching the tv, but your mind was focused on other things and Robin soon noticed.

Robin started talking about the movie, but you were too zoned out and didn’t hear a word that was leaving her mouth. It wasn’t until she gently placed her hand on your thigh, that you realized she was trying to get your attention. She looked at you and said, “(Y/N), you okay?” You replied, “What? Oh- yeah! Sorry! I was just thinking about something and zoned out. Sorry, Robbie.” Robin’s eyes met yours and she said, “Don’t apologize, sweetheart. You wanna tell me what that amazing mind of yours was thinking about?” Your body got hot, your face especially, it must have been a bright red. You said, “I uh- I don’t- I don’t know” and Robin said, “(Y/N), it’s okay. You can tell me.” Your eyes looked down at the floor and you said, “I was uh- I was thinking about you.” Robin said, “Oh? What about me?” and you replied back, “Um- y- y- you uh- you on top of m- m- me.” She grinned and said, “Anything else, sweetheart?” You replied, “Mhmmm. You uh- You uh- You fucking me with your uh- with your strap-on.” Immediately, you hid your face in your hands, embarrassed by what you just admitted and said aloud. She said, “(Y/N), look at me, sweetheart. Please.” You hesitantly lifted your head and she said, “There’s my pretty girl”, then cupped your cheeks. She started rubbing your cheeks with her thumbs and said, “So beautiful, sweetheart. So beautiful for me. How about we go to my room, hmmm?” Eagerly, you nodded your head and sprung up to your feet. Robin giggled, then said, “Eager are we?” and you replied, “I’ve been thinking about you all day, Robbie.” She looked at you and said, “I’ve been thinking about those pretty lips of yours all day, (Y/N).” Robin then cupped your face again and kissed you. She kissed you slow, but you kissed her back harder. When she released from the kiss, she said, “So needy, (Y/N)” and you let out a small whine. You nodded your head and started walking toward the stairs, then said, “I want you so bad, Rob. I need you.” She grinned and followed you up the stairs to her room. After the two of you walked in, Robin closed the door, then grabbed you and pinned you against it. You let out a small moan when you hit the door and Robin grinned again. She said, “Can’t wait to hear more of those pretty sounds, princess” and she kissed you, swallowing the small whine you let out. When she released from the kiss, you looked into her eyes and her normal, bright blue eyes were barely noticeable. Her pupils were blown wide and the blue was only a small ring around them. Robin grabbed your hand and guided you over to the foot of the bed. She said, “Can I take this off?” as she tugged on your shirt. You nodded and she said, “Use your words for me, princess.” Your cheeks turned a bright pink and you said, “Y- Yes, Rob.” Robin smiled and took of your shirt, then tossed it on her floor. As soon as her hands were free, she started playing with your bra straps. She said, “What about this, pretty girl?” and you responded, “Pl- Please, Rob.” Robin kissed you and unclasped your bra, then tossed it in the direction your shirt went. When you heard your bra hit the floor, Robin released from the kiss, but before her lips left your mouth, she bit your bottom lip, eliciting a small moan from you. She smiled as you looked at her with needy eyes and then looked down at your bare chest. Her bottom lip moved between her teeth as she gawked at you. When she grew tired of just staring, she lightly pushed you onto the bed.

Once you were flat on your back, she was on top of you and said, “Is this what you were thinking about, princess? You like when I’m on top of you?” You whined out, “Y- Yes”, which made Robin’s grin return. She leaned down and kissed you, which lead to her kissing down your neck, all the way to the middle of your chest. Robin took one of your nipples into her mouth and gently bit down, then she circled her tongue around it. You moaned and your hips bucked up into her. Then she started flicking your nipple rapidly, making you moan and squirm more. She moved to the other nipple to give it the same attention. You moaned out a breathy, “Fuck, Robin” as she continued to play with your nipples. When she was satisfied, Robin kissed down your body, making her way down to the waistband of your jeans. Before she could even ask, you said, “Rob, please take them off. I want you to, please.” Robin grinned and said, “So needy, princess.” You nodded and replied, “Need you, Rob. Need you, please.” She unbuttoned your jeans, then said, “Hips up, sweetheart” and you did what she said almost immediately. She left your underwear on while she removed your jeans. After your jeans were off and you heard them hit the floor, Robin said, “Mmmm I wonder how wet that pretty pussy of yours is, princess. Let me see.” Robin quickly shoved your legs open, causing you to moan. As you moaned, Robin saw the huge wet patch in your underwear. She looked up at you and said, “So wet for me, sweetheart. Soaking through your panties, all for me.” You whined out, “Robbie, please!” and she replied, “Please what, sweetheart? Use your words.” A loud whine left your lips and you said, “Robbie, please fuck me! Please! Need you to fuck me, please Rob!” Robin giggled and said, “So needy for me, aren’t ya sweetheart? I’ll be right back, don’t move and absolutely no touching yourself.” You nodded and said, “Mhmmm, promise I won’t, Rob. I promise.” She gave you a kiss before taking a bag from her closet and walking into her bathroom. Robin came back a few minutes later, wearing nothing but her strap-on and you felt yourself get even more wet than you were before. She walked over to the foot of the bed and said, “Princess, you probably ruined those pretty little panties with how soaked you are. Lets take them off, hmmm?” You loudly begged her and said, “Please take them off! Please! Please, Rob!” Robin slowly slipped them off and once they were on the floor, her fingers circled your clit for a couple seconds. Your hips bucked up and a loud moan escaped your mouth. Robin hummed and she started climbing on top of you. She started kissing you deeply and then she slowly pushed the dildo into your entrance. You loudly moaned, “Fuck, Robin!” as she continued to push it deeper and deeper inside you. She said, “Is this what you were picturing, sweetheart. You wanted me on top of you, with my strap-on deep inside you?” You moaned out a breathy, “Y- Yes” and then went to touch her breasts. She moved to slightly sit up and she grabbed your wrist, then pinned them down beside your head. Robin said, “No touching” in a stern tone, causing a whine to escape from your mouth. As soon as she heard you whine, Robin started moving her hips, moving the strap-on in and out of you. Your whine turned into a loud moan and you practically screamed out, “Fuck, Robin! So good! So good! Oh my god, Robin!” She leaned her head down and started kissing your neck.

Those kisses soon turned to bites and then to her sucking dark bruises on the tender spots she found. Robin started thrusting her hips faster and moving the strap-on deeper into you. Your moaning was loud and Robin loved it, she loved it when you were loud like this. Her mouth on your neck and the strap-on hitting that special spot, over and over again, caused your orgasm to hit you quicker than usual. You said, “Rob! Rob! Cl- Cl- Close! I- I- I’m Cl- Close! Please can I- Fuck- Please can I c- c- cum? Pl- Please!” Robin moved her mouth up to your ear and whispered, “You can cum princess, but just know I’m not done with your pussy yet.” You came as soon as Robin gave you permission, screaming her name as she continued fucking you. She slowed her pace, but didn’t stop thrusting. Robin removed the grip she had around your wrists and said, “Arms above your head, sweetheart.” By instinct, you did what she said, your brain already slowly becoming cloudy. She took one of her hands and pinned both of your hands above your head. Now that she had a free hand, Robin reached down and started rubbing your clit. Her hips continued thrusting into you, this time slower, but harder. She was pounding the strap-on into you, while rubbing tight circles on your clit. Your moaning was now high pitched and broken, the only thing you were able to say, was Robin’s name. Her lips returned to sucking dark bruises on your neck, which led to your second orgasm coming fast from all the stimulation. Your mouth hung open and a broken, “Ro- bin” left your lips, as you came again. Robin let you ride your orgasm and afterwards, slowly, removed the dildo from inside of you. You whimpered at the emptiness and Robin said, “Stay still for me princess, don’t move. Okay?” You nodded your head and she said, “You’re so cute when you’re blissed out like this, sweetheart.” She kissed the top of your head, then climbed off of you and removed her strap-on. She grinned and said, “Still not done with that pretty pussy of yours, (Y/N).” Then you watched as her head moved in between your legs and seconds later you felt her tongue on your clit. You sharply inhaled and screamed out, “Oh, fuck Robin!”, with a loud moan following it. Soon, two fingers replaced her tongue and her tongue moved inside your entrance. The tight circles she was rubbing on your clit, quickly sped up. Her tongue and fingers were soon in rhythm, causing your legs to spasm out of your control. Your eyes rolled back to your head and your mouth hung open, but Robin only elicited high pitched noises from you. When she felt your walls clench around her tongue, her fingers started moving rapidly and you came almost instantly on her tongue. She hummed at the taste and then popped her head up from between your thighs. Her chin and lips were covered in your cum and wetness.

Robin climbed up your body and kissed you, slowly and intimately. You hummed as you tasted yourself on her lips and when she slipped her tongue into your mouth, you hummed again at the taste of yourself on her tongue. When she released from the kiss and plopped down next to you on the bed, you could barely think, your brain was too cloudy. Robin said, “You alright, sweetheart?” and all you could do was hum. She smiled and said, “God, you’re so beautiful when you’re all fucked out, princess. So fucking beautiful.” Robin then moved to lay flat on her back and when you noticed, you moved to cuddle with her. She saw you moving towards her and said, “Aw, come here, princess. My beautiful girl, come here.” Once you were in her arms, you hummed and nuzzled your head into her chest. She said, “(Y/N), is that what you were imagining all day? Is that what you wanted princess?” and you nodded your head, then kissed her cheek. Robin smiled and kissed the top of your head, then said, “I’m glad I could make you feel good, (Y/N). You want to take a quick nap, then afterwards we can shower?” You hummed and nodded your head, shutting your eyes. She said, “Okay, sweetheart. I love you” and you mumbled, “I love you too.” You fell asleep in less than five minutes and Robin played on her phone with one hand, while combing her fingers through your hair with the other. She woke you up a little over 30 minutes later and took such good care of you. Robin drew you a bath, then washed your hair while you sat there, so tired and sleepy. After you were all clean, she helped you dry yourself off and brushed your hair for you. She picked you out some comfy clothes of hers, that she knows you like, and helped you get dressed. Then she changed into some comfy pajamas and got into bed with you. You cuddled up into her and sleepily mumbled, “Thank you, Robbie. I love you so much, goodnight.” Robin smiled and said, “No need to thank me, princess. I want to take care of you forever, (Y/N). I love you, goodnight.” She turned off the light and you were sleeping within a couple minutes. You fell asleep happy and with a smile on your face, embraced in your girlfriend’s arms. Robin also fell asleep happy, thinking about how much she loves and cares about you.

Hope you liked it!!😊💖

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[lightvixxen]

Ms. Buckley going inside with you during the BBQ and fingering you for the first time while the party goes on outside. You elected not to wear panties with the sundress, hoping she'd take advantage of it. 🥴😵‍💫🥴😵‍💫🥴😵‍💫

From this post, this accidentally became slightly smutty so…reader is 18+!

Shes so😵‍💫😵‍💫 you had asked her if you could tell her a secret, leaning in and cupping your hands around her ear you whispered “I’m not wearing any panties” and did this innocent little fucking giggle and Robin snapped

She grabbed your wrist tight asking you to show her were the bathroom was, despite having been in your house countless times. She dragged you to your bedroom, pushing you to lay against the bed. Hovering over you she let her fingers travel under your dress, shaking her head once she felt how wet you were.

“You really get off on this? Teasing me? Acting all fucking innocent while your bare under this dress?” You had a wicked smile, finally having her right where you want her.

“More than you know Ms.- ohmygod!” She cut you off with a quick glide of her fingers against your clit, sinking one finger inside of you quickly after that.

“Shut up and be good for once, and don’t think for a second I won’t leave you like this.”

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[milf-harrington]

one of the only things i've drawn in weeks and it's just a whole page of cowboys lmao

#my favourites are probably nancy in the bottom corner; max in the top corner (on the horse); eddie + steve w the gun #stranger things wild west au #<- sorta #stranger things fanart #no id #my hand and shoulders are killing me #eddie munson #steve harrington #erica sinclair #<- she was the one who inspired this whole thing actually lmao #max mayfield #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #stranger things #my art

[m3talmunson]

Steve Harrington is incredibly smart. It's not his fault nobody believes him. Or, well, maybe it is.

Steve used to be his parents pride and joy, everyone knew that. When he was young, doing his piano lessons, his mother would show him off at their house parties.

"Look at my Steven!" She'd say, and all the other mothers around would parrot something like "What a sweet boy!" and he would just keep playing. That night his father would commend him for keeping the ladies occupied, that he'd grow up to be a real ladies' man, and how great it was that he kept the women out of the men's hair. He'd never said "I'm proud of you," or "I love you," but that was as close as he got.

And for a while, Steve LIVED for it. He'd come downstairs, see his mother in her good pearls, her party pearls, and know that he'd be good for them that day. Be needed for something.

And then it got old. So he learned cello. That kept them entertained for a while, until it didn't. Then he learned flute. That one kept them occupied a little longer, Mr. Harrington could stand the fact that it was a "girly" instrument because it kept Steve's mouth shut. He got too good at talking while he played the other instruments.

Then he tried guitar, and well all the instruments just stopped impressing them, because they stopped having house parties. Instead, they'd started going out to them. Started going out and not coming back, for weeks upon weeks at a time. Steve was determined to give them something to show off, something to praise.

He had always been quite book smart, but he started really putting the effort in. Steve gave it a year and a half of straight A+'s, until he realized that his parents would never care. So he tried a new approach, called 'skating along right above failing'. It didn't get their attention one bit.

Even when Steve came home beaten and torn, from the upside down or a fight, they weren't even there to ever notice.

And sure, people like Joyce or Hopper would notice, check in on him until the black eye went away. But after that, they had lives to live.

So no, the adults in Steve's life didn't really give him much attention at all.

Of course he didn't mind it all that much. Some small part of Steve just figured 'I deserve it,' and he rolled with the punches.

He found solace in his instruments, still. He learned more and more. Piano was his best, but once you had learned piano you could learn just about anything else with some dedication. His guitar he could whip out at a couple of his high school parties. In private, alone in his room with a girl, he could strike a few chords and they would just obsess over it. Got him the companionship he so desperately needed for a while.

Even so, he never showed Nancy. She made it clear to him that she loved watching him swim, loved his muscles. The more masculine parts of him. So he never brought it out. When she asked about the shiny grand piano in his living room, he'd just say his mom played. He stashed away his other instruments in a spare room, so she wouldn't see them.

That's not to say he didn't want to show her one day. He wanted to, but once you get called bullshit once, you're pretty much over the vulnerability.

So he continued to hide it, hide his smarts. He skated through until graduation, nursing the wounds in his body and mind all alone. Then he met Robin.

And he was just too scared to show her that part of himself. His instruments had become his little secret, and he just wasn't keen on sharing.

Not until after the events of Vecna. He had lost enough by then. He didn't lose any friends this time, but he was close. Max regained some of her eyesight, wearing thick glasses that Steve paid for. He'd never let Max's mother do it. Eddie got his new government-supplied trailer, and walked the long road to recovery. And near the end of that road, Steve threw one damn good party.

It was early August. Steve and Robin had already celebrated a year of being best friends (and being free of Russian torture), but Max was having a harder time, so they waited a little longer, until the Byers-Hopper group had settled in, but before school started. It was pretty much a "Hey Hawkins is (Relatively) Safe!" party. Everyone had mostly recovered from the events of spring break, the Byers-Hopper clan had finally put the finishing touches on their home in Hawkins, getting a nice big house that someone left behind in the "Great Escape From Hawkins of 1986". Eddie had finished high school, a little bit with the pity of teachers who were sorry that they thought he was a murderer, combined with the pity that he was nearly killed in the "earthquake", but who's counting? It was his year.

It was all of their years, finally over with this upside-down business. So Steve threw a party.

The adults had left, calling in their bedtime at 9. The kids and the older teens were sleeping over though. Steve had more than enough space, and of course, the moment Joyce Byers closed the front door with her last "Call me if you need anything!" they had to break out the good old party games.

The kids insisted on truth or dare, and they got a couple rounds in before Dustin decided to single our Steve for once.

"You haven't been called on much, it's my turn to fix that." Dustin said. Argyle was the only person who had chosen Steve so far, since he was on vacation from California for the summer, staying at the Byers place after helping them move in.

"Yeah yeah just spit it out kid," Steve retorted, taking the last swig of his first-and-only beer for the night, always playing it safe in case he had to drive one of the kids home unexpectedly.

"Truth or Dare?"

Steve contemplated for a moment. He picked dare earlier with Argyle and it had been pretty simple. A truth might make him spill some of the secrets he was content to keep in his brain. Within the kids group half of the truths so far had been about crushes. It left Will stammering earlier, and he wasn't about to let the same thing happen to himself. He could admit he had... new feelings when it came to romance that he'd rather not let out in THIS room. What's the worst that could happen if he chose dare anyways?

"Dare. Hit me with your best shot kid."

"Damnit, I had only thought of a truth! Give me a second." Dustin fumbled, turning to Lucas and trying to think of a good dare.

"All that talk..." Eddie whispered into Steve's ear.

That was a new habit the older teens had gotten into. Whispered secrets behind flexed hands, like a little kid's game of telephone. Something that made them feel like kids again. Though if we're being honest, it was mostly Steve and Eddie.

"I know, right?" Steve whispered back. Admittedly, something about the whispering made the hair on Steve's neck stand up on end. It made him feel like he and Eddie were the only people in the world.

He always had to come back to reality though.

"I dare you-" Dustin interrupted, " -to show us something you've never shown anyone before. Like a hidden talent or something."

Steve thought about it for a second. Maybe he could finally be vulnerable with the group. He had gone to hell and back with these people, multiple times. Surely he could play some piano.

So Steve got up, passing his empty bottle to Nance who eyed it with a raised brow and set it on the side table next to her. He stepped over the boys' sleeping bags, all of them sticking around in the living room that night so the girls could have the basement. Steve chose to ignore when Mike fussed, saying that he got stepped on.

He sat down at the piano bench and cracked his knuckles, looking down at the keys before snapping his head up and asking, "Any requests?"

"Wait Steve you can-" Nancy started, before Robin blurted out a song.

"Take Me Home Tonight!" Robin shouted. It had become their collective favorite song recently, both of them singing it every day on the drive home from work.

"Yeah, I can do that one. Be my backup Robs?"

"You don't have to ask twice!" She swung up from her place next to Nance, stepping over the sleeping bags the same way Steve had.

When she made herself a comfy spot on top of the piano, swinging her legs back and forth, Steve started the intro.

Steve thought it sounded a little dinky on classical piano with no synth. He winced to himself as he played the intro, looking up to Robin for comfort. He just saw her jaw drop, and her mischievous smile go wider. He didn't have to look at anyone else, Robin's nod for him to start singing was all he needed to look back down at the keys.

Steve had never been a confident singer, always putting on a bit of a show, carrying a tune -but never doing his best- so if someone said it was bad, he could say he wasn't trying. This time though, he gave it his all.

By the first chorus he was throwing his head back and closing his eyes, putting on a show for a different reason, smiling as wide as he could whilst singing.

He took some liberties: embellishing a little on piano, changing "Ronnie" to "Robbie" because, honestly, who wouldn't have. He got to her solo and, playing the supporting chords with his left hand, held out his right hand and his fake microphone to Robin, who took his arm in her hands and let out her most dramatic "Be my little baby," straight from the heart.

Playing the intro to the next part, Steve remembered that there were people in the room besides him and Robin. He looked around at the faces of his friends. Lucas and Max were bopping along on the floor, Will, El, and Erica had been dancing haphazardly in the corner the whole time, El dragging her brother up by the arm. Erica followed; she had recently taken an admiring to the bitchin' girl with superpowers, plus both El and Max enjoyed having another girl at sleepovers. Dustin's jaw was still on the floor, although Nancy was more subtle about her shock, her mouth hanging in a little "o" . Jonathan and Argyle were nodding their heads along to the bass chords, having just the time of their lives. It was Eddie's face that made Steve's heart jump. He was marveling at Steve, and anyone could tell. It was enough to make Steve sing the next verse directly to him. It became all too real all of a sudden, and he wouldn't change it for the world.

Soon after, the game was ditched, all the kids rattling off songs for Steve to play for them, so they could sing along. After some Loverboy, Blondie, Grease, and their more-than-fair share of ABBA, the kids tired themselves out. Will and El made a point to thank Steve for his playing, Lucas, Max, and Erica whooped and hollered after every song, and the rest of them showed their thanks in other ways, in hugs goodnight or simple looks, eye contacts worth a million words. Then all the older teens headed upstairs. Jonathan and Argyle headed to their room early, but Robin and Nancy stuck around in the Steve's bedroom, where he was sharing with Eddie.

"When were you going to tell us you were a musical GENIUS?" Eddie asked.

"I'm no genius, I just- My mom wanted something to show off at parties when I was younger, I started learning when I was seven so I could be their free entertainment."

"Thirteen years, Steve?" Nancy felt pretty awful not knowing about something so personal to him.

"Yeah, this is my first time showing someone who wasn't at those parties though. Well, on the piano at least."

"What do you mean 'on the piano?' Do you play other instruments dingus?"

"Well, a couple others! Cello, flute, guitar, french horn, and drums a little. I can carry a tune on harmonica, but I mainly picked it up to learn Piano Man. Thought it'd be kinda funny."

"You are magical Stevie, did you know that?"

Those words, Eddie's words, bounced around in Steve's head for the rest of the night. Magical. Him? Magical.

"Seeing as we know a girl with superpowers, I doubt that I'm the magical one." Steve brushed it off.

The girls took their leave a while later, leaving Steve and Eddie to stew in their awkward nature around eachother.

"I guess I can give up on being the only cool guitar player in the group." Eddie said, faking a heartbroken look.

"You can still be the only cool guitar player, I'm just a guitar player."

"Oh c'mon Stevie! You know these kids think you're the coolest person on the planet."

"I think you've got that one covered, I'm just their ever-so-giving host and chauffeur." Steve tried to make a joke out of it, gave his best self-pitying chuckle and everything. Eddie saw right through it. Saw the tears cloud the edge of Steve's vision before he blinked them away.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey," Eddie stopped Steve, "You're so much more than a ride home and a place to stay to them, okay? I mean it, they think you're the coolest person on the planet. And they're not the only ones who think it."

"Ha, like you think it."

"I do, Steve. I do think it."

"I mean, come on Eds! There's really no redeeming factor," Steve let the tears fall freely, moving off of his bed where Eddie sat, and gesturing to himself,"I have a nice car, a big house, and a shit personality. I'm not good in conversation, I don't know any of their nerd games. I'm no good at keeping them safe from anything that isn't an interdimensional monster. I'm just kind of here. I'm not smart, or nice, or even funny, or magical like you said. I'm just here."

"Steve," Eddie started, this look in his eyes, trying it's hardest to tell Steve everything he means to them, means to Eddie. But Steve just closed his eyes, bowed his head, like Eddie had some power over him.

Steve just stood there, head bowed, flexing and unflexing his fists.

"Come here." Eddie commanded, patting the bed next to him. And, just like the little kid who learned piano to entertain his mom, Steve listened.

Steve sat down and Eddie immediately scooted him closer, putting Steve's chin in both of his hands. Making Steve look him in the eye.

"You are so much more to those kids. And even if I'm wrong, you're so much more to me. You are smart, you are kind, you are generous, and loving, and you care for each and every one of us more than anything or anyone in the world could reasonably ask you to." Eddie wiped Steve's tears as they fell, but he never broke eye contact. "You've saved their LIVES Steve. Many of them wouldn't be here without you. I wouldn't be here without you. You carried me out of that hell hole, and you've been here for me since. If there's anyone in this world qualified to tell you how much you mean to them, I think it's me."

"You really believe all of that?"

"Every syllable of every word."

See, Steve Harrington is incredibly smart. It's not his fault nobody believes him.

Not even himself.

But maybe, for the first time, he was about to make a smart decision.

So he learned forward, into Eddie. Pressed his lips into Eddie's and didn't doubt that Eddie would kiss back. And when Eddie did, Steve's heart soared. He put all of his gratitude, all of his feelings into kissing Eddie.

After he finally pulled away, Eddie just had to bring some light into the situation. He wiped away one of Steve's tears, and said:

"I hope I don't have to see those pretty eyes cry for that to happen again."

"You don't-" Steve leaned in again.

And if Robin found them suspiciously close in the morning, it was nobody's business but her own.

#personal message at the bottom of the tags LOL #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steve stranger things #eddie stranger things #steddie blurb #steddie drabble #steddie fanfic #steddie ficlet #the party #robin buckley #steve harringtons parents #ok guys so sorry ive been so dead recently #been working a lot on the show im in #also being choreographer on top of a lead (yippee!) #anyways #im trying to write more #if anyone has any fic ideas #PLEASE #put them in the replies. i would LOVE them #that being said #hope you enjoyed!!!

[wheelerbuckley]

TOP SEASON 3 ROBIN EPISODES (as voted by our followers) #4 → Chapter 6 — E Pluribus Unum (Tied, 9.6%)

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[steddieas-shegoes]

For the requests! I present to you...

Eddie reacting to Steve in a crop top and super short shorts for the very first time ever as Steve's just minding his own business and doing the most mundane things ever 👀

Oh what FUN. I needed this prompt SO bad and I had fun with it. Honestly I relate to Eddie so much here: just completely feral over Steve in a crop top and shorts. Hope you enjoy! - Mickala ❤️

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Hawkins was hot during the summer, but that was nothing to the Florida heat.

Florida wasn’t Eddie’s idea, to be clear.

His idea was anywhere not south.

July was hot enough everywhere, why make it worse?

Apparently, he was the only one with common fucking sense.

But Steve insisted on a beach trip, and apparently the only beach that was sufficient for the kids was in Florida.

Eddie wasn’t built for this. He was pale, only owned long black jeans, and his hair stuck to his face and neck the moment he started to break a sweat.

But Steve was so excited and the kids were so excited and so Eddie was tolerating it.

Steve bought an actual RV.

When Max got out of the hospital, basically adopted her when her mom was nowhere to be found, he bought one, not too big, but big enough for everyone to have a space.

Robin took the couch, insisted on it, not sharing with anyone, not even Steve. El and Max took a bottom bunk, Dustin the other bottom bunk. Steve didn’t let Mike and Will share a bunk because he went full parent mode the second he saw them holding hands, so Will took one top bunk with Lucas and Mike took the other. Which left Steve obviously taking the queen bed in the back, and Eddie the bed with him or the floor.

So Eddie argues with himself for a week leading up to the whole long two day ride to Florida about sleeping on the floor, about maybe trying to bunk with Dustin, who kicks and snores like a grown man fighting in a boxing ring. Considered begging Mike to suck it up and share so he wouldn’t have to face what he’d been ignoring for six months now: that he was ass over head, disgustingly, write songs about him, in love with Steve Harrington.

He barely even talks to Steve, probably coming across as an asshole, but Robin covers for him, makes sure he’s given the space he needs to come to terms with the fact he has to share a bed with Steve on this journey.

By the end of the first day, he’d managed to come to terms with sharing a bed with him. A queen bed was big enough for space between them, he could wake up first so there’d be no chance of Steve seeing how hard he would be. He could make it work.

Making it work apparently meant not sleeping at all.

He didn’t even close his eyes. He felt every movement next to him, heard every breath Steve let out, every groan when he moved in a way that caused his healed but still sore bat bites to twinge.

He felt every twinge in his heart knowing that Steve was turned towards him, getting closer with every movement, and he had to ignore it.

He had to ignore it because if he didn’t, he’d turn around and pull Steve against him, play with his stupid, soft hair, and run his hand up and down his stupid, muscular, naked back.

So he was a bit tired on day two of their travels. Steve asked if he could drive for a couple hours so he could braid the girls’ hair. What was he supposed to say? No?

Not fucking likely.

So he drove, even though he was exhausted, and hadn’t drive an RV before in his life, and probably shouldn’t have been allowed near a real map for any reason other than passing it to someone else.

Robin, luckily, saw him struggling, and quickly made her way to the passenger seat to be navigator.

She didn’t say anything about it, she didn’t ask about his night, and she didn’t offer to trade sleeping spots with him. He tried not to be a little bitchy about it, but honestly, she was supposed to be Steve’s best friend, why couldn’t she sleep with him?

When Steve finally yelled to him to pull off the next exit to switch, he felt like he could breathe again.

Maybe he could take a nap in the bed since Steve was driving now.

But then Dustin wanted to talk about the campaign they’d do when they got to the campsite and Will got involved and then Mike had to add his (wrong) opinion about a trap that he was convinced Eddie would throw in. Eddie’s head was starting to hurt and they still had six hours to go.

Eddie managed to sneak away to the bedroom after they stopped for gas and lunch, slept for maybe 30 minutes, then got woken up by El, who wanted her nails painted to match her bathing suit and he couldn’t say no.

Of course, Max decided she wanted her nails painted too, and then Robin said she needed a touch up and didn’t trust herself to do it so Eddie got wrangled into painting everyone’s nails.

He barely even realized when they arrived.

But suddenly, Steve was standing next to him, smiling down at him, making Eddie want to die and also propose marriage at the same time.

“The kids are already running to the water. Wanna help me set up?”

Steve could have asked him to murder someone and he would, so he said yes.

“Cool, I’ll just change. Can you get the awning out and the chairs set up?”

“Yep, don’t take too long and make me do all the work.”

Steve laughed. Eddie laughed.

Eddie was serious, but if anyone could get away with making him do all the work, it was Steve.

So he got started on it all.

He watched Robin walking slowly towards where the kids were running along the water’s edge to keep an eye on them, all of them just a little nervous to let them out of their sights still.

He started turning the crank of the awning, already sweating from the heat and humidity, the breeze just blowing more hot air and sand at him.

He’d never been to the beach before, and he was quickly realizing why he didn’t mind that.

Once the awning was set, he opened the side compartment to pull out some of the camping chairs Steve bought for the occasion.

“Everything going okay?”

Eddie looked up to answer Steve and froze.

Steve had changed.

He’d changed into the shortest crop top Eddie had ever seen and a pair of shorts that his ass was going to pop out of the moment he bent over.

He couldn’t breathe.

Steve’s skin was just. There.

His scars, the scars that matched Eddie’s, were there.

Out in the open.

So much skin just happening right in front of Eddie’s eyes.

“Eddie? You okay? Need help?”

Eddie coughed, trying to hide the fact he was practically choking on his own spit.

“Good. I’m good. So good. Great.”

Steve’s eyebrows raised, but he nodded.

“Okay, well I’m gonna hook up the plumbing and electric. Think you can get the hot dogs and buns out and start the fire for when the kids come back super hungry?”

Eddie knew he was asking him something, possibly something important, but he didn’t understand any of it. He nodded, though.

He watched Steve walk around to the other side of the RV.

So much skin.

Holy shit.

Eddie wanted to rip those clothes off of him. He wanted to taste the sweat that was dripping down his neck. He wanted to carry him back into the RV, lock the door, and fuck him into the mattress of the bed they had to share later.

He could do it. Robin would keep the kids busy. She’d understand.

But no. There was a reason he hadn’t acted on his feelings. There was a reason he’d been keeping his distance, making sure he was never alone with Steve.

He was so lost in his thoughts he almost didn’t notice when Steve came back around the corner, sweatier than before, his skin glistening in the sun.

God, this had to be illegal. This was a war crime. This was torture.

Survived almost being eaten alive by demon bats just to die in Florida watching Steve hook up an RV.

Sounds like a sick joke by the universe, but not that hard to believe considering his history.

“Eds? You good? You look like you need some water.”

Steve was walking up to him now, using the crop top to wipe his forehead, showing off even more skin. Jesus Christ.

“Maybe I do need to cool off. Um. Let me go inside and get some water. Great idea.”

Eddie was somehow making his legs work, rushing into the RV so he could get some space before he did something stupid like kiss Steve and tell him that he loves him.

But Steve was concerned, he should’ve known he would follow him inside.

“Eddie. Hey, just relax. The heat is a lot, maybe you should get your bathing suit on and just cool off a bit. I can handle the rest of this stuff,” Steve said as he grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the sink.

Must’ve got the water working then.

Steve, to Eddie’s horror and delight, sat down next to him and put his arm around him, handing him the glass of water with a worried look.

Eddie took it, ignoring the way his hands were shaking, hoping Steve would ignore it too.

He didn’t.

“Eddie, shit. You overdid it. I shouldn’t have had you helping out in that heat like that. You’re still technically healing.” Steve’s hand ghosted over where Eddie’s worst scars were on his sides. “I’m sorry. Just stay in here, I’ll get the AC going so it’s cool. You can change, maybe you’ll cool off faster.”

Eddie knew the problem wasn’t really the heat. And Steve wasn’t going to stop this.

Eddie was watching the way the crop top rode up the more Steve fretted over him, the way his thighs were fighting their way out of the shorts.

He had to tell him.

Eddie pulled away from him for a moment, took a really long look at the scar on Steve’s thigh that wasn’t Upside Down related, and then sighed.

“You’re killing me. The heat sucks, but it’s nothing compared to what you’re doing to me.”

That should’ve been where he stopped. But he didn’t.

“Stevie, you’re like, the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. Like, hotter than Ozzy and James Hetfield combined. Which is crazy because you are nothing like them. You’re you. And like I’m me. And I’m really gay. If that wasn’t clear yet then now it is. I’m super gay. I’m also super into you. I know you’re not into guys, even if you were, you wouldn’t be into me. So like, I get that this is weird and you don’t even have to look at me for the rest of the trip. I’ll sleep on the floor or something. It’s just this outfit is sending me over the edge. I didn’t even know they made shorts that short. And that top? It’s breaking my brain. It’s leaking out of my ears.”

Steve was laughing by the end, which isn’t the worst thing that could be happening, but it certainly wasn’t the best.

“And I mean, when I say super into you, I don’t just mean stupid little high school crush. I mean like I’m in love with you. I love you entirely too much. Like, probably enough where I would be creeped out if someone loved me this much. So I think you should go back outside and let me just wallow in my self pity for a bit in here and then I’ll come back outside and pretend I didn’t just tell you the biggest secret I’ve been keeping for months.”

“Are you done?” Steve asked, no longer laughing, but smiling fondly at him.

Eddie nodded, worried that his outburst probably ruined everything.

But then Steve’s lips were on his, and his hands were in his hair, and his thighs were straddling his lap.

Eddie’s brain shut off and his body took over.

It wasn’t his first kiss by any means, but it was the first kiss with Steve Harrington, which made it more special by default.

He let his hands fall to Steve’s naked thighs, moaning into the kiss when he felt his muscles shift under his palms as he adjusted to a more comfortable position.

Steve pulled away and looked at him with droopy eyes.

“What were you thinking about out there? You were lost in your own world.”

“I was thinking about fucking you into the mattress of that bed while Robin distracts the kids.”

Steve groaned and kissed him again.

“Can we do that?”

Jesus. Steve was something else.

“Sweetheart, as much as I know you’d far surpass any fantasy I’ve had, the kids could be back any minute and we won’t have an explanation for them.”

“We don’t need an explanation if we just tell them the truth,” Steve pouted, trailing soft kisses down Eddie’s neck.

“So you wanna sit them all down and tell them their dad was fucking their mom into the mattress?”

Steve pulled away and smacked Eddie’s chest.

“No! I just figured we could say you needed a nap. Since you didn’t sleep last night.”

Eddie paled. How the fuck did Steve know that?

“Relax. I was asleep last night, it’s not like I was watching you struggle to keep distance between us. But I saw how tired you were this morning and Robin let it slip that you couldn’t get comfortable and made my assumptions.”

Eddie shook his head.

“Well then you’ll know I am actually tired. I probably could use that nap.”

Steve placed a quick kiss to his lips.

“Then you should take one. I’ll finish up outside.”

“Kinda want you with me though.”

“One of us has to be the responsible parent who sets everything up and gives the kids dinner.”

“Oh my god,” Eddie smirked. “This is like your ultimate fantasy isn’t it? Road trip with your kids and your partner?”

Steve blushed.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“But I’m right! That’s why I love you, Stevie,” Eddie said before kissing his forehead. “I’ll come start the fire for the hot dogs. You stay away from me so I can focus.”

“Damn. I was gonna take off the shirt, though.”

Eddie closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“I am begging you to keep it on.”

“Oh. Is this like a thing for you?” Steve teased.

“So what if it is?”

“Then I’ll keep it on and you can fuck me into the mattress with it on later. How’s that sound, big boy?”

Eddie’s jaw dropped.

“Using my own words against me? Unbelievable.”

Steve shrugged and got off his lap, much to Eddie’s dismay.

“I’ll have Robin bring the kids on a night walk along the beach later. Sound okay?”

“Sweetheart, nothing’s ever sounded better.”

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #robin buckley #the party #ficlet #request #steve in a crop top and short shorts #it broke me picturing it and Eddie is long gone

[helpimstuckposting]

I love the AUs where Corroded Coffin is famous and Steve is either a groupie or Tiktok star/model or whatever HOWEVER

I suggest to you: famous Corroded Coffin, and less famous but still popular Stobin indie band with Robin as main vocals. Their fans don’t cross, so Steve and Eddie slip in references to their relationship in the songs and no one notices. One day, Robin and Steve’s newest song goes viral on Tiktok and a CC fan notices it’s got a similar lyric pattern to the newest CC song so they make a mashup and???? The lyrics work like two halves of one song?? Is anyone else hearing this???? So theories blow up in the comments and half the listeners think it’s just a coincidence but the other half think that’s impossible and it’s gotta be on purpose but why would a metal band and a small indie band do a collab like that?

Conspiracy redditors and tiktokers start connecting some of the other songs together but no one can figure out why because Eddie is openly gay so there’s no way he and Robin are together so why are all these connected songs about love? Who are they talking about?

It takes MONTHS for people to realize Robin isn’t listed as a songwriter for any of the connected songs, but someone named Wayne Hawkins is and Corroded Coffin lists someone named S Henderson and they’ve GOT to be pseudonyms

Eddie and Steve have so much fun following fan theories that they don’t bother telling anyone they’re dating just to see how long it takes for people to figure everything out. The mystery makes both bands skyrocket in popularity

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This post comes with a fic now

#Wayne Hawkins is obviously Eddie #and S Henderson is Steve #and sometimes the references are subtle like a shared noise or sound effect #but other times it’s whole songs that are meant to be layered on top of eachother #and everyone is obsessed with the mystery #steddie #steddie fic #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #Stobin

[figthefruitfaeth]

platonic stobin valentine cards for your codependent friendships

#valentines day #shitty valentines #platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley #my BEST work ever i'll never top these #shoutout to emily who requested st valentines i hope this satisfies #note the iced coffees in the first one

[theysherobinbuckley]

robin, seconds after waking up after top surgery: where's steve?

eddie: who do you think took your boobs?

steve, currently down the hall trying to charm the nurses into giving him some graham crackers: hey did that scream sound particularly anguished to you or-

#steve harrington #stranger things #eddie munson #robin buckley #yes i think she gets top surgery <3 nonbinary dyke nation

[robinsno1lesbian]

𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫!𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝟐

(𝐫.𝐛. 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

neighbor!robin x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: some more older!neighbor!robin headcanons/thoughts.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1500

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!!) , finger sucking, fingering, oral, strap ons, orgasm denial, overstimulation, thigh riding, semi-public sex, not proofread (let me know if i missed anything!)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: since some of you wanted a part 2...here we are! (part 1) inspired by/for @lightvixxen because this concept is what gets me through my days <3

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

neighbor!robin definitely loves to watch you suck her fingers clean after she's fucked you.

she loves the way your tongue slides up and down her digits, cleaning her up.

"such a greedy little thing, taking my fingers like that"

and sometimes she will purposely push them down deeper, watching the way your face changes at that.

robin loves spoiling you;

she always leaves little things in your room while you're out so you end up finding them when you least expect them.

you're just cleaning up the mess under your bed when suddenly you find a little bag with the sweetest set of lacy lingerie.

but you know exactly what to do with it; putting it on underneath your clothes the next time robin comes around.

so that when she chooses to undress you, she will find the little gift she's given you.

"i see, someone found the little present? fuck i knew it would look good on baby"

and of course, she has to fuck you in your new underwear.

minutes after the reveal, you're already spread out on her bed, your legs wrapped around her hips while she's thrusting into you with her strap.

"that's right baby, taking me so well...you look so pretty like that"

she simply loves to fuck you while she can watch you.

like that, she can keep an eye on every little reaction you might have, all while she has her strap buried in your throbbing cunt.

you love to watch robin work in the garden but you love it even more when you run up to her and ask if she needs any help.

you know damn well that you're not helping at all (you don't even know that much about gardening) but watching her doing all the hard work...oh lord-

it's even better when she leans her body against your, her front against your back, puts her hands on top of yours and guides you.

"see? that's how it's supposed to be done. yeah just like that...good girl"

her words, richly layered with double meanings are enough to drive you crazy.

but guess what? that's not all robin has to offer.

because the further she leans against you, the more aware you become of the bulge hidden beneath her wide shorts, that's now pressing firmly against your clothed center.

and she knows by the way your breath hitches and your lashes flutter that you've felt it.

"if you keep doing such a good job i might reward you later, how does that sound?"

you don't even bother to hold in the sinful whimper that follows

she just loves to take you with it; hitting your g-spot so well, while you're turning into a babbling, drooling mess for her, moaning out curses and her name mindlessly.

she just knows how to push your buttons a little too well.

obviously, she uses that fact to her own advantage...

...whispering dirty things in your ear at those little neighborhood gatherings, touching your thighs at inconvenient times, walking past your while you're out with friends, her hand brushing past yours.

you love sleeping over at hers, feeling her hand moving down your body in the middle of the night or early in the morning.

that feeling is enough for you to spread your legs beneath the blankets, mumbling tired curses when her fingers reach your clit.

all while her other hand is covering your mouth.

"the window is open, you know that don't you? want the whole street to hear how good i can make you feel?"

all she really wants is to hear your desperate whimpers. attempts of keeping it quiet but failing miserably.

she loves it when you ride her thigh; showing her just how desperate you are by the way your bare center glides over her skin, coating her in your arousal.

sometimes she yanks you back by the hair because you're just sobbing against her shoulder and she can't see that pretty face of yours.

"look at me when you ride me like that pretty girl. keep your eyes on me, yeah?"

i just know neighbor!robin loves to edge you.

"you cum when i tell you to, understood?"

but, god, it's so hard when she has three fingers pounding into you all while she's talking to you like that.

she doesn't stop until you're practically begging to cum and when you do, she will definitely use that as an excuse to fuck you through multiple orgasms in a row.

"oh but you wanted this, didn't you? now you're gonna fucking take it"

she knows how much you love it when she gets like this.

"you're loving this so much. i can see the way you're dripping all over me. enjoying every second of me fucking you like this. such a dirty slut"

she definitely enjoys fucking you when your house is all empty, making memories in the most inconvenient of all places.

bending you over the dining table and pressing your head down whilst she's thrusting into you.

"can you hear that doll? am i making you feel this good? fuck you've made such a mess..."

sometimes she can't even believe it when she looks down to find your thighs covered in your own wetness.

going down on you in the shower, with one bare leg thrown over her shoulder for better access.

your hands in her hair, just for something to hold onto while she's fucking you into oblivion.

against your own front door, just minutes after your parents have left.

"i promised i would keep an eye on their daughter while they're gone. should probably get started right now don't you think?"

the two of you could literally fuck for hours and you most definitely will at every chance you can get.

and it is not often that you have the whole house to yourselves for the weekend, but when you do it's heaven on earth.

"i want to hear you, baby. talk to me. am i making you feel good...? yeah...?"

she loves it when you can be as loud as you please without anyone hearing.

but there are other ways to achieve that...

sometimes she drives out into the woods with you, only to fuck you in the back of her car and hear your moans for her.

"don't you cover that pretty mouth of yours. no one can hear us out here"

the two of you spend hours out there, you cumming over and over on the backseat of her car while you’re bouncing on her strap.

“kiss me, come on! wanna feel your pretty lips on mine while i make you cum”

robin knows exactly that you can’t. not when you’re completely fucked out like that.

although you try to do it anyway.

the kiss is all tongue and teeth, with your open mouth pressing against hers over and over again.

“poor thing…can’t even kiss me anymore that’s how good you feel. pathetic”

the obscene noises of your squelching pussy and skin meeting skin fills her entire car.

robin loves to take your panties away after she has made you cum.

she loves to see the way you squirm and change your posture to find a way to hide your situation.

how desperately you’re trying to hide the fact that you’re bare under that little skit.

other times, robin sits you down on her lap while you’re watching a movie together.

it starts out as an innocent gesture; she just wants to feel you closer to her.

not long, whatsoever, until you’re rubbing yourself against the length of her leg.

she will pretend not to notice, waiting to see how far you’re willing to go.

and you go far.

just a couple of minutes pass and you have one hand behind you on her stomach to hold you upright, you’re eyes have fallen shut and she’s bouncing her leg against your crotch.

another time, robin walks in on you riding one of her pillows.

she left you for less than 10 minutes to take a shower but apparently that was enough already.

you immediately shove the pillow away from you. you try to hide what you’ve been doing but it’s too late, she’s caught you already.

she’s got a towel wrapped around her lower abdomen, allowing you to see most parts of her body. her hair is still wet and she’s looking at you with a raised brow.

“i-it’s not what it looks like i was just- i was-“

before you can finish your sentence she steps in your space and grabs your chin.

“is that what we’re doing now? humping my pillows while i’m gone?”

humiliation is running through your veins by the way she’s glaring at you, your hips rolling over the pillow on their own accord.

she still has a hold of your chin when your eyes meet again.

“good girl. keep doing that. i wanna see how much of a mess you can make”

you might be robin’s pillow princess for the majority of the time but when you have the chance to give her pleasure it’s everything.

her soft moans and the way she holds onto your hair causes you to rub your thighs together in anticipation

“oh you’re doing such a good job y/n. yeah- yeah right there- fuck good girl”

you always know that she’s the one who is in charge tho.

the way she’s guiding you and grinds down on your tongue leaves not the shadow of a doubt.

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Can you write a Robin x Reader where the reader has been bad like masturbating without permission or talking back and Robin punishes reader by making her take her strap-on and before Robin is like “no don’t beg now you know what you did princess, now take mommy’s c*ck”

I got you!! I’ll incorporate both for you anon don’t worry😊 (I’m so sorry this took so long!!)

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!!)

You Just Can’t Listen, Can You?

Mommy!Dom!Robin x Sub!Brat!Reader

Notes: Robin and Reader are in an established relationship, mommy kink, degrading, reader has a praise kink, overstimulation

You love visiting your girlfriend, Robin, at work. Especially on days that you know are slow and she’s the only one working. You came in on a Tuesday morning, the day you know nobody ever comes in, maybe one or two customers. Robin was just sitting at the counter and when she saw you, her jaw dropped. You were wearing a very short skirt and a shirt that highlighted your cleavage. When you walked into the store, she said “(Y/N), what are you- what are you doing?” You decided to act innocent, so you smiled and replied, “Robs, what’re you talking about?” Robin rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t play dumb with me, (Y/N). Why are you dressed like that, sweetheart?” Acting like you were confused, you said, “Ohhhh, my outfit” and Robin rolled her eyes again. You batted your eyelashes and said, “Do you not like it, mommy? I wore it just for you.” Robin replied, “I knew it. You fucking tease, come here.” Happily, you skipped over to her and once you were in her arms reach, she pulled you in for a kiss. You said, “Maybe we should go in the back room for a couple minutes.” Robin nodded, then you lead her in there. She closed the door behind her and pushed you up against it. Her lips quickly met yours and as her hand went to touch your ass, she realized you weren’t wearing any underwear. She pulled away from the kiss and grinned, then said, “(Y/N), you’re such a little slut, aren’t you? Wearing such a short skirt with no underwear underneath. Plus this blouse that shows so much of your boobs.” You grinned and replied, “I’m only a slut for you, mommy.” Robin hummed, then grazed a finger through the folds of your pussy. She moaned when she felt how wet you were and said, “Sweetheart, you’re so wet for mommy.” You nodded and said, “Mhmmm, need you mommy. Please. I need you, mommy.” Robin giggled and said, “You’ll have to wait until later, princess. Mommy has to work. When I get off, I’ll come right over, okay sweetheart?” You pouted and said, “Mommy, now please. Please, mommy!” In a more stern tone, Robin said, “No. You’ll be patient and wait. No touching yourself either, (Y/N). Do you understand?” You crossed your arms and pouted, then replied back with a grumble. She said, “I know, princess. Just be patient for mommy and wait a couple hours, okay?” While pouting, you said, “Fine” and Robin said, “Okay. Can mommy get a kiss, princess?” You hesitantly nodded, then leaned in and kissed her. She kissed you softly and intimately, then when she released, you whined. Robin said, “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but I have to get back to work. I’ll see you in a couple hours though, I promise.” You nodded with sad puppy dog eyes and said, “Okay. I love you” with a small pout on your face. Robin gave you a kiss on your forehead and said, “I love you too, sweetheart. I’ll see you so soon, I promise.” You nodded, then left out the back door, while Robin went back to the main part of the store. The next couple hours, it was really hard to focus, between your imagination of what Robin was going to do to you later and the aching feeling between your legs. You were trying to be patient, but ultimately you couldn’t do it anymore. The aching feeling became too much and you thought you had enough time to cum at least once, before Robin got to your house, that she’d never know that you masturbated without permission. What you didn’t know was that Robin called Steve to ask if he could come in 20 minutes early and he agreed.

You were naked in your bed, legs propped wide open, clothes scattered all over the floor. Your hand made it’s way in between your legs and when one of your fingers touched your clit, a loud moan of relief escaped your lips. Since it was the middle of the day, your parents were at work, so you could be as loud as you wanted. You were completely zoned out, solely focused on making yourself cum, making yourself feel good. The moans you were letting out were loud enough for you not hear Robin walk through the door. You were so zoned out that you didn’t hear her saying your name from your front door. Robin saw the light from your bedroom through the crack of your door and thought you might have fallen asleep, so she made her way up the stairs. It wasn’t until she got halfway up the stairs that she realized why you weren’t responding. She walked into your room and saw you, legs wide open, rubbing your clit, making yourself feel so good. She said, “(Y/N), what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You were so close to your orgasm, but you knew the situation would only get worse if you didn’t stop. Reluctantly, you retracted your hand and stopped your movements, then looked at her. You broke one of her only rules, so it was written all over her face that she was mad. She said, “I told you not to touch yourself, (Y/N). You just can’t listen, can you? Now mommy has to punish you. Put your clothes on, we’re going to my house.” Since you didn’t get to finish, you were grumpy and now had an attitude. You said, “You can’t make me” and Robin raised her eyebrows, shocked at your boldness. She said, “Oh? So now you want to be a fucking brat too? Alright, (Y/N).” Robin walked over to you, took her hand and gripped it around your neck. You let out a small whine and she said, “I’d suggest you stop talking back, or else you’re just going to make your punishment worse. Do you understand?” You responded, “Fuck you. You’re mean, all I wanted to do was cum.” She tightened her grip slightly and said, “If you don’t stop with this fucking attitude, you won’t cum for a fucking month. Now, we’re going back to my house, do you understand? If you want to cum, I’d take that offer instead of continuing to act like a bratty little slut, princess.” You stuttered and choked out, “A- A mon- month?” Robin nodded and replied, “A month, (Y/N).” You said, “O- Okay, mommy. We can- We can go back to your house.” Robin said, “Good girl, princess”, then released her hand from your neck. She realized the praise went straight to your head, so she said, “Be a good girl and put your clothes back on.” You nodded rapidly, then said, “Yes mommy” and quickly put on your clothes. Robin watched as you quickly put on your clothes and giggled. She said, “Such a needy little slut. So desperate to cum. Come on princess, grab your keys and lets go back to mommy’s house”, her giggling made you whine. You said, “Y- Yes mommy”, then grabbed your keys and made your way out the door in a hurry.

Robin’s house wasn’t far from yours, you drove there as quickly as possible without heavily speeding. The car ride there was silent, neither one of you spoke a word. When you arrived at Robin’s house, Robin said, “Take your shoes off at the door, then we will be going straight to my room. Be a good girl and do what mommy says.” You nodded and said, “Y- Yes mommy, I’ll be- I’ll be good now. I- I promise.” She rolled her eyes and said, “It’s a little too late for that princess.” You whimpered, but Robin just ignored it. She unlocked the door and as soon as you stepped inside, you took your shoes off. Then, you waited for her to take hers off, so the two of you could go to her room. Once her shoes were off, she looked at you, then grabbed your wrist and lead you to her room. After walking in, she closed the door and said, “Mommy doesn’t think you deserve to wear clothes, especially with that filthy fucking mouth of yours. Take them off.” You whimpered and said, “Y- Yes mommy”, then did what she said. After about a minute, your bare body was in front of her and she stared at it with a grin on her face. Condescendingly, Robin said, “Wow! Look at you being a good girl now. If only you were this good before, then I wouldn’t have to punish you.” You whimpered again and said “Mommy, I’m- I’m sorry.” She replied back, “You’re only sorry cause you got caught, princess. After I’m done punishing you, (Y/N), you’re never going to want to touch yourself without permission again.” A loud whimper and tears filled your eyes out of nervousness, your mind was racing, thinking about what she was going to do to you. Robin grabbed a bag from her closet, then looked at you and said, “Be a good girl for mommy and lay down on the bed. I’ll be back in a couple minutes. If you touch yourself, you will not cum for a month. I don’t care how much you beg, it will be a month. Do you understand?” You nodded rapidly and said, “Yes mommy! I promise! I promise I’ll be a good girl for you!” She watched as you laid down on the bed, propped up on your elbows. Robin responded, “Mhmmm, I’ll be back.” Then, she walked out and you laid there, wondering what she was doing. When she walked back into the room, your eyes fell to her waist and you swore they were bulging out of your head. Robin came in only wearing a strap-on, but one you haven’t seen before. This one was bigger than your normal ones, you looked at Robin with a bit of fear in your eyes. You mumbled, “M- M- Mommy, it’s so- it’s so big.” Robin grinned and said, “Mhmmm, it’s going to fill and stretch that pretty little pussy of yours, princess.” You whined and whimpered, wanting to feel full, but scared it might hurt. Robin started walking towards you, then climbed on top of you, a knee on each side of your body. She could see the fear in your eyes, so she kissed you, hoping that would help you calm down. It was a sweet kiss, one that started out as purely love, but you kissed her back with need, turning it into a kiss of lust. Robin kissed down to your neck and sucked a dark mark there on one of your tender spots. You breathily moaned out, “Fuck mommy” and she hummed. She left three marks on your neck and when she released, Robin said, “I have to mark my princess, so that she knows who she belongs to.” As Robin was sliding down your body, you said, “Y- You mo- mommy, I belong- I belong to you, m- m- mommy.” Robin said, “Good girl, (Y/N)”, then bit down on your nipple, not too hard, but enough that you felt a bit of pain. You moaned out, “Oh fuck”, then she started flicking your nipple with her tongue rapidly and you moaned out “Mommy, so good.” She bit your nipple again, this time harder, causing you to make a sound that was a mix between a whimper and a whine. As she was moving to give the other side the same attention, Robin condescendingly said, “Aw, I’m sorry princess, did that hurt?”, then chuckled. Before you could answer, she bit down on your other nipple, causing you to moan. After she was done playing with your breasts, she slid down your body, until her head was in between your thighs.

She looked at your pussy and said, “Aw princess you’re soaking wet. I might not even have to use the lube cause you’re such a little slut for mommy.” You whined and it got louder as you felt Robin start to nip at the skin in between your thighs. Your hips kept bucking up, so Robin roughly pushed them down into the mattress and held them there. Once she was done, she blew on your aching, throbbing clit. Again, your hips tried to buck up, but you couldn’t move, her hold was too strong, she was too strong. She pulled her head back slightly and she was giggling. Robin said, “(Y/N), I love that your hips keep trying to buck up, even though you and I both know they’re not going to break my hold.” You whined, but it wasn’t long before it turned into a moan when you felt Robin’s tongue lick up a stripe through your folds. Her tongue stayed on your clit and she hummed at the taste of you. The vibrations made you moan louder and got you closer to your climax. Soon, your legs began to shake and that’s when Robin pulled her head away. You whined and she said, “You taste so good, sweetheart. So sweet, (Y/N).” She licked her lips as you whined again, then said, “Mmmm so sweet for mommy, princess.” Your hips tried to buck up again, but you still couldn’t move, her hold was still there. She giggled and said, “You’re so easy to tease, sweetheart.” Before you could respond, her tongue was back on your clit, this time licking rapidly. You loudly moaned out, “Fuck mommy!” and she hummed, getting you closer to the feeling you’re craving. It didn’t take long for you to start feeling your orgasm forming inside you. You were on the edge, so close to what you wanted, but when your legs switched from shaking to spasming, Robin pulled her head away. You whimpered and she said, “God, if I could edge you all day with my tongue, I would. You just taste so good, sweetheart.” Your hips bucked up as you whined and Robin said, “Oh? Did you like that, princess?” She gave you a couple seconds to respond and when you didn’t, you felt one of the hands on your hips disappear. Seconds later, Robin took her hand and lightly slapped your pussy, mainly on your clit. You whimpered and she said, “When mommy asks you a question, you answer it, (Y/N). Do you understand?” You loudly replied, “Y- Yes m- mommy! I- I under- I understand!” Robin grinned and said, “Good girl. Now answer mommy’s question.” You responded saying, “Yes mo- mommy, I like- I like it, but- but no edge- no edging.” She said, “So, you want mommy to eat your pretty pussy for hours and make you cum over and over, not stopping until I choose to or you say the safe word?” Your hips bucked up and you replied, “Y- Yes mommy.” She said, “If you’re a good girl, maybe next time, princess.” Your eyes widened and you said, “R- Really?” and Robin replied, “Mhmmm, but only if you take your punishment like a good girl, (Y/N).” Before you could reply, Robin’s tongue was back on your clit, lapping at it slowly. You wanted more, you needed more, but you knew if you begged, that it would do nothing, it would only make your punishment worse. Soon, you were on the edge again, so close to falling over it, so close to release, then it was ripped away from you again. You whimpered loudly at the loss of her tongue and Robin fake pouted, then condescendingly said “Aw, were you close, sweetheart?” You replied, “So cl- close, I- I was- I was so cl- close.” Your eyes started to fill with tears of frustration, but you suddenly realized the hold on your thighs was gone. Then you realized the body in between your legs was gone. Robin was no longer on the bed and you couldn’t hear where in the room she was, so you propped yourself up on your elbows to look for her.

When you looked up, you saw her with the bottle of lube in her hands. She opened it than lathered it all over the strap-on. Robin took her hand and started stroking it, making sure it was everywhere. She wiped her hand on a towel she had nearby, then looked over at you and saw you were looking back. Robin walked over to you, then grabbed your ankles and pulled you closer to her, until your hips were at the edge of the bed. You looked at her, eyes full of worry and said, “M- Mommy, please no. Pl-Please. It’s too- It’s too b- b- big.” Robin said, “No, don’t beg now, you know what you did, princess. Now take mommy’s cock.” You whimpered and said, “Y- Yes m- mommy.” Robin replied, “Good girl”, then grabbed the base of the strap-on and swiped the tip through your folds a couple times. You felt the tip lightly press up against your entrance and Robin said, “Be a good girl and take mommy’s cock, princess.” You couldn’t respond before you felt the tip slowly slide into your entrance. Your eyes squeezed shut and you whimpered. Robin took her free hand and ran it up and down the top of your thigh. It was gentle and grounding, exactly what you needed as she kept pushing the strap-on further inside you. Once Robin got the tip in, she praised you, saying, “You’re doing so well for mommy, sweetheart. Being such a good girl, (Y/N). You’re doing such a good job taking mommy’s cock, princess.” You choked out a, “Th- Thank y- you, m- m- mommy. Th- Thank you.” Robin continued to slowly push the strap-on deeper inside of you and you whimpered, feeling it stretch out your pussy. Your hands were white knuckling the sheets beneath you and Robin stopped her movements, giving you time to adjust to the feeling. There was still a couple inches left until it was fully inside you, but she wanted to continue praising you. She said, “You’re being such a good girl for mommy, princess. Taking mommy’s cock so well, like such a good girl, (Y/N). It’s almost fully inside you, sweetheart. You’re doing such a good job for mommy.” Somehow, between the pain and the bliss, you were able to choke out, “Th- Thank you, m- mommy.” Robin slowly pushed the rest of the strap-on into you, then said “Your pussy looks so pretty all stretched out for me, (Y/N). Such a pretty little pussy, sweetheart.” She stayed there, towered over your body for a minute or two, allowing your pussy to get used to the feeling of her cock inside you. Her hands were on the tops of your thighs, gently running them up and down, grounding you. Once you started to relax, Robin slowly pulled back a couple inches, eliciting a loud moan. Then, she pushed back in and another loud moan left your lips. She asked, “Does that feel good, princess?” and barely able to speak, you mumbled, “G- Good, m- mommy.” She praised you for using your words, then started slowly thrusting her hips. Robin gradually picked up her pace, once she knew you could handle it. The tip of the strap-on continuously hit your special spot, the spot that makes you scream in pleasure. Your moans were loud and you were so close to the orgasm you’ve been craving for hours. Robin could tell because your legs were shaking and she asked, “Sweetheart, are you close?” You nodded and loudly mumbled, “Y- Yes, mo- mommy! Cl- Close! So cl- close!” She said, “Beg me to let you cum, (Y/N). Beg me to let you cum on my cock, princess. Show me that you deserve it.” Robin started thrusting her hips faster and you screamed in pleasure, then loudly choked out “Pl- Please! Pl- Please mo- mommy c- can I c- cum! Pl- Please m- mommy! Please l- let me c- c- cum on your- on your cock! Pl- Please mommy!” The words you’ve been waiting to hear, finally fell from her mouth when she said, “Cum for me, princess. Cum for mommy, (Y/N).” You came seconds after she gave you permission, screaming in pleasure as she continued thrusting her hips faster. You screamed out “Fuck mommy! Oh my god! Th- Thank you, m- mommy! Thank- Thank you!” Robin wasn’t done with your pussy quite yet. She continued thrusting into you at a fast pace, not slowing down at all.

You were screaming in pleasure and it didn’t take long for you to feel your second orgasm forming. Your legs were now spasming and you were barely able to choke out a “Cl- Close.” Robin replied, “You don’t have to ask permission to cum now, princess.” You nodded in response, not able to think of words to reply back with. Your second climax hit you hard and you screamed out “F- Fuck mommy! F- Fuck! M- Mommy! Holy sh- shit! Oh my god! M-“ Your orgasm cut off your screaming moans as you came again on Robin’s strap-on. She slowed her thrusts down, letting you ride out your orgasm, but she wasn’t done. Robin began slowly pulling out, then pounding her cock back into you, targeting your special spot. You started to whine, getting overstimulated and Robin said, “You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Be a good girl for mommy, (Y/N) and take your punishment, princess.” Your eyes started to fill with tears, then you felt your third orgasm creep up on you. It hit you out of surprise and your mouth dropped open. The only thing leaving it were loud broken moans and strangled noises. Right as you fell from the edge of your climax, you screamed out “Mommy!” as you came on Robin’s cock for the third time. Still, Robin wasn’t done with your pretty pussy. She kept the strap-on fully inside of you, then looked down at your clit. In a sickeningly sweet tone, Robin said, “Aw princess, your clit is throbbing. Does mommy need to give it some attention, sweetheart?” Before you could even try to respond, she took one of her hands and started rubbing your clit, making you squirm. Her other hand pinched one of your nipples, overstimulating you more. Your eyes started to fill with tears, too overstimulated, too sensitive. You picked up one of your hands and hovered it over Robin’s hand that was rubbing your clit. She practically barked at you, saying “Don’t you fucking dare, (Y/N).” You whimpered, tears began rolling down your cheeks and then she switched her tone. She said, “Good girls take their punishments. You want to be a good girl for mommy, don’t you, princess? You want to be mommy’s good girl?” Your hand made its way back down by your side, white knuckling the sheets again. Robin praised you and said, “That’s my good girl. You’re mommy’s good girl, princess. Taking your punishment so well. Doing everything that I asked, such a good girl for me, (Y/N).” The praise sent you over the edge and you came again, the only thing that left your lips were loud, broken, strangled noises. Robin stopped her movements, then leaned down and moved the hair that was stuck to your face. Then, she gave you a kiss on your forehead and said, “You did so well, princess. It’s all over, sweetheart. Mommy’s all done now. No more punishment. Tell me when you want me to take the strap-on out, okay?” All you could do in response was weakly nod. Robin continued whispering sweet things to you and wiped the tears that were rolling down your cheeks. You were completely fucked out, your brain felt like mush, your body ached, and you could barely keep your eyes open.

After a couple minutes, you weakly tapped Robin’s arm and she asked, “You want me to take it out, sweetheart?” You weakly nodded your head and she said, “Okay, princess. I’ll be really slow, okay?” Again, you weakly nodded, then she started to slowly pull out of you. You started to sob after the strap-on was fully out of you, feeling completely empty. Robin immediately took the strap-on off her waist, then went to hold you. She whispered sweet things to you, helping you calm down and relax. It took you a little while to fully relax. Once you stopped crying, Robin softly asked, “(Y/N), is it okay if mommy cleans you up before using the towel? I’ll be super gentle and stop whenever you need me to.” You nodded weakly, then Robin gave you a kiss on your forehead, before she kneeled in between your legs. She moaned as she tasted you and gently cleaned you up the best she could without overstimulating you. Robin got back up and said, “Okay sweetheart. Mommy’s going to clean you up with the towel now and afterwards, we’re going to need to put some clothes on. Then, we can cuddle and take a nap, I promise.” You weakly nodded, then Robin began cleaning you up carefully with the towel. Robin was so gentle with you and the way she was treating you, it made your heart melt. She was making you feel so loved, so wanted. After she finished cleaning you up, she went to a drawer in her dresser and pulled out some clothes of yours. Robin looked at your face, then smiled and said, “You didn’t know I had a drawer filled with clothes for you, princess?” You weakly shook your head, no, and she replied, “Of course I do, sweetheart. It’s perfect for when we have instances like this”, then she giggled. You were too tired, but you wanted to roll your eyes. Robin helped you put on each article of clothing, then helped you move your head back up to the pillows. She quickly put some clothes on, then laid flat next to you. You immediately nuzzled your head into her chest and wrapped yourself around her. You mumbled, “I love you. Thank you.” Robin kissed the top of your head and said, “I love you too, princess. No need to thank me, get some rest, sweetheart.” She kissed your head again, before her fingers began to run through your hair as you fell asleep.

I hope you liked this!!🥺💖

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[lightvixxen]

Okay but we all got over that Neighbor!Robin with a mommy kink (You once mentioned that) way too quickly?

I mean just think about the potential:

You’re is way too shy to openly admit it but you have been fantasizing about calling Robin ‘mommy’ during sex before. so much, in fact, that you’ve whispered the words to yourself while you were laying on your bed, fucking yourself to the thought of her.

But when Robin chooses to fuck you yet another time, bending you over the kitchen counter, you simply can’t hold in the sinful moan that leaves your lips. “Mommy please”

Your faces flushes a bright red immediately, regretting that you couldn’t keep your dirty mouth shut. But you don’t have time to apologize, because Robin simply thrusts into you faster. So much faster.

“Mommy, huh?”

And then, she fucking laughs at you, causing you to shiver in humiliation. But, you gotta admit, you love it.

AND THEN SHE JUST STARTS POUNDING INTO YOU WHILE YOU MAKE THE MOST OBSCENE NOISES MIXED WITH SCREAMS OF HER NEW PET NAME RAAAAAH

Honestly i’m surprised it just got skipped over😭😭along with Robins pet name for reader but oh well. I also love how we all agreed that neighbor!robin laughs at reader during sex when she’s being pathetic🫶🫶🫶

BUT FHDSJSJAJAJ Y E S, you’re so fucking ashamed of your little kink but you can’t help but moan it when you cum around your own fingers to the thought of her ruining you.

Added with the way she’s fucking you, it just slips out, and she laughs, pounding into you because she knew, she fucking knew, because sometimes you don’t close your window properly and your so loud.

Robin knew it would only take a few tries for it to slip out<33

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[robin-buckely]

ROBIN BUCKLEY & NANCY WHEELER Stranger Things | 4.09 “Chapter Nine: The Piggyback”

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[wheelerbuckley]

TOP SEASON 3 ROBIN EPISODES (as voted by our followers)

#3 → Chapter 2 — The Mall Rats (12%)

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[eddie4bat-president]

I'm not a writer but i had this thought so- bear with me, yeah?

For months Eddie hears all about how cool and badass Steve Harrington is, yeah, but you know what he also hears about? How Steve and Robin are made for each other and how cool and pretty Robin is and how stupid it is that they're not a couple for some dumb reason, like Steve not wanting to be with a band geek and still clinging to high school hierarchy. And in all of the things Dustin says about Steeeve Harrington, that last part is the only thing that fits into the Munson Doctrine, so obviously everything else Henderson is saying is what's skewed in his little shrimp world view.

Steve Harrington thinks he's better than a band geek and that's why we won't look twice at a girl that would be perfect for him (according to Dustin Henderson, so... still questionably trustworthy information). Eddie probably assumes Dustin is talking up how close Steve and Robin actually are, just how he's exaggerating how close Dustin himself is to Harrington (like that would impress Eddie and the rest of Hellfire??? He really doesn't know how to get through to the little sheep that his worship of Hawkins' most notorious square is a detriment to his character and not something Eddie would find impressive. If it was real. Which it obviously isn't. Anyway-)

Turns out? Steve Harrington? Actually a cool dude. Not cool as in popular but cool as in "holy shit did he just bite that thing's head off???? Oh and he's not even gonna brag about that, it's just nbd, yeah sure, cool cool cool be fucking cool Eddie, oh god he's talking to me why is he talking to me" and just, chill to hang out with. After the whole shit show went down. Who would have fucking thought, huh? (except for Dustin Henderson, yeah yeah yeah, shut up)

So now Eddie has to reevaluate some other assumptions he made. Maybe Dustin was right and Steve actually is cool and badass, and he and Buckley actually are as close as he had said (and they really fucking are! He has seen them give Keith eerily matching bitchy looks for trying to schedule them on opposing shifts and basically bully the guy into changing the schedule around so they can spend as much time as possible in each other's presence. It's enough to make a guy question his own friendships when sometimes a few hours of band practice are enough to make him want to never see any of those chucklefucks again. Of course, that feeling abates but seriously, how are those two never sick of each other??)

So if they're as close as advertised but not a couple (and after meeting everyone Steve cares about and they're basically all nerds so the "Harrington thinks he's too good for a band geek" thing can't actually hold true-) what is the hold-up? Why aren't they a couple? And somehow, somehow Eddie comes to the conclusion that Steve is in love with Robin. Steve is a serial romantic (emphasis on romantic) and while his love life isn't the talk of the town post-earthquakes as it would have been before, people do still talk about the fact that he hasn't taken out a girl since it happened.

Which brings us to a day in summer, maybe fall, after Eddie has seen Steve look wistfully at a young couple with a baby, that he shows up at Robin's door step.

"Eddie? Hey what's up?"

"Good, good, how are you? Uhh can I... can I come in?" There's a nervous energy around him that is immediately infectious and she leads him to the living room where he immediately starts walking back and forth in front of the couch. She watches him for a moment, hands fluttering through different motions trying to find one that might calm him down before giving up on that. Instead Robin swerves around him, clambering onto the couch and wrapping her arms around her right leg, putting her head on her knee. She follows Eddie's path with her eyes and decides to wait before quickly realizing that she can't, actually.

"As riveting as it is watching you walk a groove into my parents' rug, do you maybe want to say something? I mean I can definitely talk enough for the both if us if that's what you want it's just that I have the slight suspicion you've got something you need to get off your chest" Eddie stopped walking halfway through her monologue and starts nodding.

"Yeah. Yeah yeah yes you're right it's just- I haven't a hundred percent made up my mind about saying something", Eddie has one arm wrapped around himself and uses the other to alternately play with his hair and gesticulate at her, "because on the one hand it's a little bit driving me crazy, maybe, but on the other hand this is none of my fucking business" And Robin who was worried at first just because Eddie is nervous, then for a second because she was scared he was going to confess to a very ill-advised crush on her, is stumped. What the fuck is this about and why did it bring him to her of all people?

"Just say it you weirdo", is what decides to comes out of her mouth but it doesn't even matter because half of her sentence is layered with his "Are you aware Steve is in love with you?"

[here we're facing the issue of me not actually being a writer and pretty much running out of steam but we also haven't reached the part that sparked this whole thing yet, which is wild - let's just pretend I wrote a very funny dialogue between those two in which Eddie confronts Robin for stringing poor Steve along ]

There's a moment when they're both silent and there's a moment when they're both talking and then there are steps coming down the stairs. They make a smirk grow on Robin's face that is starting to worry Eddie when not a parental figure but Steve Harrington steps through the doorway. He's wearing sweatpants and a shirt that might be Robin's and there's a headband pushing his hair away from his face.

"Don't yell at me for coming downstairs, you took forever and the first layer... is... dry....", he stops in his tracks the moment he looks up from his bare toes and sees Eddie. Then he very quickly rips off the headband and slings it somewhere to his right into the unknown of the hallway.

"Hi Eddie. What's... up" Eddie is going to sink into the floor and never come up for air again.

In the meantime Robin stood up on the couch to sit cross-legged on the back of it for a better vantage point and is steepling her fingers in front of her face. Eddie is getting the distinct impression he's missing some crucial information here.

"Stevie, babe, platonic love of my life-", Steve nods for her to go on, "you know how we decided I get a veto on your romantic life because we realized droves of suboptimal dates actually make you miserable so we're going for quality over quanity for the first time in your small-town Casanova life?" Steve has that cute little crease between his eyebrows while he's looking back and forth between Eddie and Robin, trying to figure out what's going on but he rolls his eyes at the end of her sentence, back in familiar territory. "Yes, Robin-"

She interrupts: "And you know how I also reserved the right to give a shovel slash molotov cocktail talk to anyone we deemed worthy of being a potential future partner?" Steve's face somehow shows an emotion that can only be encapsulated by "?!" as he glances to Eddie before shifting back to Robin with just the "?" remaining.

"First I have to say I'm personally very pro, I loved this experience; Eddie here really made a fool of himself, very worried for your delicate sensibilities and how I'm breaking your sweet little heart." "...what...?"

"So: what's the verdict on a potential future partner giving me the shovel talk?"

#Robin had painted 7 of Steve toes when Eddie rang the doorbell btw #they're a dark blue because Steve didn't want to jump into the deep end with too feminine a color #but black felt too edgy #but while they were drying and on the way down he kept looking at them and thinking #''i don't think this is my color... maybe a light blue? no too baby boy. yellow? nah that's ugly. orange? wait maybe with a stripe? #can nails be striped...?'' so when he arrived downstairs he was starting to worry he had never looked at a girl's nails because he didn't #know and whether that was sexist somehow #he had to shift gears very quickly when he arrived downstairs is what i'm saying #anyway i cannot stress enough how much i am not a writer #but the thing with the reverse shovel talk came to me and it wanted out #platonic stobin #steddie fic #steddie #hey i'm talkin' here #robin buckley #steve harrington #eddie munson #not beta read #top posts