#Autistic Robin Buckley x Reader

[prettybillycore]

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[yelenabemylova]

since everybody is obsessed with me being a minor, i think you all need to get a life. here's a fic rec list, and yep you guessed it, all the talented writers on here are minors too. move the fuck on, nobody has any obligation to share anything with you. anyway, here's some of my favourite fics by the most incredible authors i know!!

@adi06lena

-> why can't it just stop - natasha romanoff x autistic!tourettes!fem!reader

summary: y/n is having bad day with her tics so natasha helps her

-> we fell in love in october - autistic!robin buckley x autistic!reader

summary: autistic reader helps autistic robin through a meltdown

@notevenanna

-> a ride - natasha romanoff x reader

summary: natasha offers you a calming ride on the back of her motorcycle at dusk. reader isn’t an avenger, but stays in the compound with natasha

@its-really-dry

-> dr strange and friends in the multi-something of montana? - wanda x reader (i thinkkk)

summary: just a really slay story/au ig, go read it 🤺

-> being the fifth member of the fruity four - fruity four x reader (platonic)

summary: headcanons of being the fifth friend to the greatest idiots in stranger things

@wandanatsbaby

-> clingy - natasha romanoff x reader

summary: the reader is always trying to ask out nat and take her out for dates and nat just gets annoyed, you eventually stop because she thinks she is being too clingy so she stops and starts doing this to someone else and then nat starts missing you

-> sleepy stream - gamer!kate bishop x reader

summary: gamer kate bishop and sleepy reader

-> beefy nat - natasha romanoff x reader

summary: beefy nat and petite reader

[healmydesires]

welcome to my blog!

ml. twenties. they/them. autistic.

I am terribly obsessed with multiple fictional characters.

I am not an english native speaker, it’s my third language, so I am here to improve my writing! I love to make people laugh and I love to make new friends , so don’t be afraid to talk to me whenever you want to!

my main is heartfairy.

I am not requesting feedback pls don’t send me unsolicited advice <3 I know I’m here to improve it, but don’t be mean or don’t send me advice I didn’t ask for… it’ll only make me feel like shit.

I’ve decided to make a side blog for my upcoming fics or ideas and fic recs. as of right now I won’t be taking any detailed requests, but I am completely open for ideas or small requests, so you can always come and ramble and scream in my inbox! I’d love that. I do prefer requests from prompts I will reblog here and there! I will still keep up my old works on my main but I wanted to start something clean and fresh! <3

masterlist here

I often reblog fic recs to @4anakin , so if you see that blog in your notifs, just know it’s my side blog :)

I don’t want any minors to interact with me. whether I write explicit / mature content or not. please respect this.

as of right now I’m writing for logan howlett, anakin skywalker, joel miller, marcus pike, steve harrington, tasm!peter parker and robin buckley. It might change eventually but those are my special interests/comfort characters. I might be writing for more female characters eventually but I don’t think I will be writing for any other male characters right now! <3

⋆*｡ recently posted

you’re my medicine - anakin skywalker x reader (modern/lifeguards au)

needy - anakin skywalker x reader (kinktober)

It’s warming up - anakin skywalker x reader

caught your fever I’ll be feeling it forever - anakin skywalker (modern!au) (part one)

if you make me feel in love, then I’ll blossom for you - anakin skywalker (modern!au) (part two)

cross that line - logan howlett x reader

⋆*｡ wips

enchanted - prince!steve harrington x reader royal!au (teaser here)

[stonerharrington]

pinned!

hi my name is stevie or eds, and i go by they/neo pronouns! i’m also 19. plural but i won’t talk about that much.

i’m autistic, so this is a separate interest blog of mine (i’m new)! if you’re interested in other content, my main blog is @stonedstevie.

my favorite characters (listed from most to least): steve harrington, eddie munson, jim hopper, murray bauman, joyce byers, robin buckley.

pfp art found here

DNI: basic dni (homophobic, transphobic, sexists, ableists, etc.), blanks blogs, likes billy hargrove/billy hargrove apologists, harringrove and mungrove shippers/ship him with steddie, romantic stobin shippers, you write x reader fics.

[theburnoutgiftedkid]

Hey y’all, I decided on a whim that I’m gonna start writing again (my old account and all my work got deleted 🥲) so I’ll just introduce myself

My name is Kia (she/her/maybe they idk I’m in the middle of a crisis) I’m 18, Queer (also a crisis idk what I am just not totally straight) and yeah I kinda forgot how to do this but here are my rules:

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathon Byers

Robin Buckley

Dustin Henderson (Platonic Only)

Max Mayfield (Platonic Only)

Perhaps Chrissy Cunningham

Marvel

Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Loki Laufeyson (I do not think I spelled that correctly pls let me know lol thanks)

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark (Platonic Only)

Clint Barton (Platonic Only)

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Misc.

Literally just ask for someone and I can see how well I can do it

My Rules

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

Smut

Fem or GN reader

Basically any kind of trope just run it by me

Platonic, just friends, siblings, father/mother x child Reader

Almost any AU, again just run it by me

I can try to write character x character but I don’t think I’m very good at it sorry lol

There’s probably more but I can’t remember off the top of my head

What I won’t write:

Male Reader - I don’t feel confident enough to write for male readers, I’m working on it so maybe in the future, but for now I’m sorry

CNC or Non-Con

DDLG - I just don’t feel like I understand it enough to properly and respectfully include it

Autistic Reader - again, same reasoning as ddlg

Incest

Okay yeah that’s it, feel free to send in requests if you so please

[spideyswebhead]

I posted 924 times in 2022

147 posts created (16%)

777 posts reblogged (84%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@iguessweallcrazyithinktho

@theglitterymess

@allegras-sunflower

@parkersdahlia

@dancewyou

I tagged 287 of my posts in 2022

#indie rambles - 94 posts

#stranger things - 22 posts

#shannon💙 - 15 posts

#cassian andor - 9 posts

#andor spoilers - 5 posts

#gilmore girls - 5 posts

#star wars - 5 posts

#eddie munson - 5 posts

#steve harrington - 5 posts

#stranger things 4 spoilers - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 63 characters

#queerbaiting was the worst word the internet got their hands on

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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#4

I swore she would outlive all of us

14 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

#3

I need someone to figure out where Mark and Ethan got their shirts

Cause they look so cool and I'm obsessed

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#2

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　Intro　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Welcome to my tumblr!

I'm a pansexual, demisexual writer who loves to write about their favorite characters in her spare time.

Who will I write for? (coming soon)

You can request anything you would like! Just nothing too heavy, mainly cause I know I won't do it justice and I'd rather not spread misinformation! I'm autistic and I know how it feels to read another fic of wrong information.

But also when you request anything please let me know what pronouns and gender of the reader you'd like! Otherwise I'll assume it's Gender Neutral <3

name : Indie

age : 21 (march 8th)

pronouns : she/they

triggers : gore, surgery (imagery mainly), Clair de Lune

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My #1 post of 2022

Stargazing | Robin Buckley

Pairing | Robin Buckley x F!Reader

Summery | Robin got an unexpected visitor at her window at 2 AM, asking her to go stargazing.

Content Warning | Robin being a complete simp for y/n, love confession, first kiss

Word Count | 1.6k

AN | while I was writing this I found this playlist that's perfect for this, so you can listen to it while reading! <3 and this was inspired by this prompt list

[ gif belongs to - @songs4themoon ]

Tap, tap… tap, tap

Robin breathed as she cracked an eye open, turning in her bed and looking out the window, seeing a finger tapping gently with some eyes poking underneath. For a second Robin tensed as she stared as her brain processed what was happening, who was at her window? And was it a murderer just starting to freak her out? She tugged her blankets closer to her chin.

Then the head popped up and Robin recognized the girl and she felt like she could breathe. It was just Y/N.

Then the second thought came to her, why was Y/N here?

Robin’s eyes flicked up to her alarm clock - 1:45 am - she should be asleep, they had work tomorrow. She pulled her covers off and walked over to the window, sliding it open to look at the girl standing outside her window. “It’s almost 2 am, what are you doing here?”

“Want to stargaze?”

Robin blinked at her owlishly, not expecting that coming out of the girl's mouth. Robin and Y/N have gotten quite close since she started working at the video store, she seemed to be on the more impulsive side as she always tells stories of some wild adventure she went on, constantly talking about just going out on drives without a plan of what she would do. Robin loved hearing her tell those stories when it was a slow day and Steve was busy doing inventory or putting tapes away.

When Robin didn’t seem to have an answer, she continued. “I can’t sleep and the stars look really pretty today - or tonight really - and I don’t want to go alone, so you’re the first person who came to mind.”

“We have work in the morning.”

“So?” She shrugs with a grin, “c’mon, it’ll be nice!”

Robin debated it in her head if she should sneak out her window tonight and stargaze with her co-worker at 2 in the morning, knowing she would be exhausted since she had school in 3 hours and her entire shift, she hoped it would be another slow day so she wouldn’t need to use her brain too much cause it was tempting to say yes.

So Robin decided to follow Y/N’s many storys and be impulsive. Just say yes. “Okay,”

The smile on Y/N's face warmed her insides, the excitement seeming to build in the girl as she stepped back from Robin’s window. “Let’s go, Buckley!”

“Alright, alright, let me put on some shoes.”

Robin slipped on some socks and her sneakers, grabbing a large hoodie to keep warm, despite the hot weather of the last bit of summer the night could sometimes still be cold, but she tied it around her waist and climbed out of her window.

Y/N guides Robin through the darkness to her car where she slides into the driver’s seat, Robin settling in the passenger side. Y/N drove them into the night. The soft sound of music drifting out of the radio on low volume. Neither moved to turn it up or down.

Some part of Robin worried the car of Y/N’s car would wake up her parents, but none of the lights came on as she backed up so they had to be in the clear. Robin wouldn’t be in trouble.

Another part of Robin wondered where the girl would be taking her to stargaze? When Robin thought she would stop she continued. She didn’t say a word either as she stared straight ahead at the road.

Robin turns her head to watch Y/N side view, her eyes running over the outline of her profile, the dip from her forehead to the bridge of her nose, all the way to her lips.

Every once in a while she would bite or lick her lips to rehydrate them, a reddish hue developing on them the more she did it.

Robin snapped out of looking at the girl's profile, looking ahead at the road and wringing her hands together for a moment. “Why can’t you sleep?” Robin speaks first.

Y/N glanced over before returning her gaze forward again, shrugging her shoulders. “Brain won't shut up. So I decided to instead stare at my ceiling, stare at the stars instead.”

Some parts of Robin related to the feeling. When her thoughts wouldn’t stop and sleep wouldn’t overcome her. Usually she would do something else in her room, like study some piece of music or work on homework she had left over. Why did she think of her?

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[eds6ngel]

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when two become one (robin buckley x fem!afab!reader)

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[sta7z]

“Labyrinth of the Cabbage Patch Kids”

Autistic! Robin Buckley x Little!Autistic! Reader

Joyce drove you home after the movie, you couldn’t wait to call your girlfriend and tell her all about it! The Labyrinth became your favorite movie from the first second to the last. David Bowie, the animatronics, the story. Absolutely everything! You walked up to your room and layed on your bed, humming the tune of “As the World Falls Down”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You turned to your window, grabbed a pen, and snuck towards it. Only to see your awkward girlfriend dangling from the window. You quickly opened it and helped her in. “Robin what the hell??? I literally gave you a key! You could’ve called me! You could’ve knocked! Are you okay?” Robin seemed very unphased , opening up her bag, looking in it, and closing it with a sigh of relief. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot, pouting at her. “I’m sorry sunshine! I wanted to climb through your window all charming and stuff, but- it’s a lot harder than what it is in the movies… haha.” You chuckled and sat down on your bed.

“Oh yeah!! I finally saved up enough money to buy something you wanna see?” Robin said sitting down next to you. You nodded and she pulled out… “WHAT THE HELL?” You screamed as she pulled out the ugliest, scariest, hellish thing you’ve ever seen. And that’s saying something, considering you’ve been to Hawkin’s little hell before.

“it’s just a cabbage patch kids doll…” Robin said a little disappointed, “I named her Bowie! Here’s her little birth certificate see!!” Bowie… that reminded you… “I saw the Labyrinth today!!! It was soo cool! David Bowie was in it! And- s-sowwy Robin! Keep goin’” you were so excited to talk about your movie you started to slip. Robin wasn’t all that focused on much of anything but her creepy doll though. She was swaying from side to side with the happiest grin on her face “No no it’s okay! There was a David Bowie song playing at the store! So, the name Bowie sorta came to me! And it was admittedly a little awkward, I sorta just had to pretend I had a little brother.” You flapped your hands excitedly “Oh oh oh! M’ favwite parts of da movie was wenn the Goblin King danced around n stuff!! Den there was a dog-“ Robin gasped excitedly “There was this one Cabbage Patch Kid that had a pet dog!! I have that one at home already, I really should’ve brought it.”

The two of you continued on with your loosely connected banter for a while, until you asked “Mama?” “Yeah Sunshine?” ”Why do u like dose? Thems look icky… not bein mean… jus… scawy.” ”well, I like giving them little stories! I haven’t thought of one for Bowie yet though, can you help?” Your eyes lit up, you jumped from off the bed and ran to your closet. You pulled out a Gizmo plush “This’ll be Ludo!” You pulled out your Ewok Plushies, Grumpy Bear toy, various My Little Ponies, and Teddy Ruxbin “Didymus and Ambrosious!” You said pointing at the Ewoks. “Hoggle, the Goblins, and Toby!” You said pointing at the rest of the toys. You then pointed at Robin’s doll “and that’s Jareth! The Gobwin king!!” Hmm.. now who was going to be Sarah… ”I can’ take dis anymore! Gobwin King, Gobwin King! Take dis baby away fwom me!” You wailed holding up your Teddy Ruxbin.

{a little later}

“Otay so mama wook, dis is the wormy!” You said handing her a sock, she placed it on her hand “Okay okay, what do I say?” You thought for a moment “…I don know da Labwinf! Wy don’ you come Wiff me!” Robin rocked even more, smiled, and nodded her head. [It looks like Bowie has a story after all]

a very special thanks to @semishyguy for requesting this!! I couldn’t remember the movie to save my life so I hope I did a good job!!

[justlydiasworld]

Ooh I just thought of a cute fluff prompt!!! Robin reacting to her autistic! partner unmasking their happy stimming near her for the first time!

Awh!! That’s just adorable.

I can see the reader coming home from a stressful day and Robin just comforting them with her rambling.

The reader sits down on the couch and waits for Robin to cuddle them up until she surprises them with a new soft blanket and snacks.

The reader gets all happy and flustered and does their little hand flapping. They go up to Robin and hug her but they just can’t stop twirling and flapping their hands- this was the very first time that Robin saw her cute little girlfriends stimming.

She knows whenever y/n isn’t in the best mood she does other things like pacing back and forth, opening and closing doors, and spinning or tapping objects. But those only occurred when they were in a bad mood or just stressed. This was different for Robin.

The way you smiled gently and circled around Robin while you flapped your hands - it was such a cute sight.

This is pretty short but I just loved this idea. I have a little cousin who is autistic and his little arm flapping and smiles just makes my day. This reminded me so much of him- it makes me smile really. Thank you for requesting this. It brings back a lot of memories.

[prettybillycore]

Stranger Things LBGTQ+ Headcanons

Eddie Munson

Sexuality: Omniromantic, Grayasexual. He would like the term omniro because omni people typically have a large, defined preference. I think his preference would be man/masculine aligned people. He would shorthand and say gay/mlm if he wasn't in a place where he felt like having a long conversation about sexuality. I could also see him as polyamorous, though he would like a smaller polycule.

Gender Identity: Masculine Aligned, Non-Binary

Pronouns: He/Him, He/They, They/Them

Billy Hargrove

Sexuality: Queer. He would explain himself as Gay/Bi/Pan and I don't feel like he would be attached to any particular label. He really likes being in mlm relationships and polycules. Definitely polyamorous.

Gender Identity: Genderfluid, Non-Binary

Pronouns: He/They, He/They/She

***Note: I have been seeing posts about Trans Girl!Billy and I also absolutely love that headcanon. Any creators who work within that headcanon, I thank you for your content.

Steve Harrington

Sexuality: Bisexual. You cannot convince me that he does not experience attraction to men. I think he tends to lean toward women, but he definitely likes men. It took him a while to figure it out and come to terms with it, but Billy was definitely his gay awakening. He's very thankful for that. He would totally be cool with a poly relationship, it would just take him time to adjust to the idea if he had never considered it before.

Gender Identity: Cis Man

Pronouns: He/Him

Robin Buckley

Sexuality: Lesbian (is also lesbian in canon; confirmed). I could also see her using the terms Neptunic and Demisexual.

Gender Identity: Demi-girl, Non-Binary

Pronouns: She/They or They/Them

Nancy Wheeler

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender Identity: Cis Woman

Pronouns: She/Her

Jonathan Byers

Sexuality: Hetero, LGBTQ Ally

Gender Identity: Cis Man

Pronouns: He/Him

Author's Note:

Hello, Y'all!

the supernatural x stranger things fic is coming along nicely! I'm not going to be finished with the first part tonight because I'm not feeling well enough to write that much, so I thought I would give you some wholesome lgbtq stranger things headcanons!

disclaimer: these are my thoughts as an lgbt person about the characters' sexualities/gender identities. I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments, but do not be rude please! we are allowed to have differences of opinion. Tho, if anyone tries to tell me that robin is into men I will delete your comments. thank youuuu <3

[eddieheart]

JACKET

Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairings: unrequited Eddie x OC

Words: 1000

Description: Penelope had gone to school with Eddie Munson for three years and she has a huge, pathetic crush.

Warning: I have never seen stranger things, yes I know, I’m terrible. I have seen some videos and read some fanfic, but I also have my amazing editor @buggylad, who has seen the show. So enjoy!

"No that's not what I'm saying, look it's not my fault he lost his jacket in the upside down."

"That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt Robin. He fucking loved that thing jeez."

"Tell me about it, all I ever hear is him moaning about being to weak to make a new one, he's on bed rest for another like what 5-9 months?"

She held her breath, Penelope was obviously not supposed to over hear that conversation. For five years Eddie Munson had been going to Hawkins high, it was common knowledge that he had to repeat his senior year (this was the third time).

Eddie had been in his first senior year when Penelope was a freshman. She'd had such a huge crush on him, but she was just a freshman and he was Eddie Munson. Some part of her had just assumed that since he was a senior he'd graduate that year and she'd never see him again.

But it had been three years, three years of pathetic pining after the metal head. Penelope was just on her way to the bathroom, she didn't know that two of Eddie Munson's friends were talking in the hall.

She placed a hand over her mouth and scurried back in another direction, that jacket had been his pride and joy. During her entire high school career Penelope had seen that jacket evolve, starting blank and becoming a beautiful mosaic of his passions.

Penelope thought back to her sketchbook, she knew a soft drawing laid inside, one of the vest in question. It was also known to her that Gareth was a friend of the boys and he would know what patches were placed into the garment.

In that moment Penelope knew what she was going to do.

——

Penelope sat with her friend Jessie in the Hawkins mall. Glancing over she could see 'scoops ahoy' the local ice cream parlour.

"Tell me again why we're doing this?" The older asked with lacklustre.

"Steve knows Dustin, Dustin knows Eddie. You give the package for Eddie to Steve, he gives it to Dustin who gives it to Eddie. Done and done." Penelope smiled  at her friend enthusiastically.

Sighing Jessie turned to the girl.

"So this is all about your infatuation with the freak huh?" Taking a sip of her drink she glanced over at the younger girl.

"It's not an infatuation! And he's not a freak! Just give him the damn box Jess." Her friend chuckled and grabbed the box.

It was wrapped with newspaper, a small colourful card made of scrapbook paper was taped to the top.

"Cookie dough or cotton candy?" Jessie asked while standing, box in her arms.

"Is that even a question? Cookie dough obviously." Penelope sulked slightly as her friend walked over to the ice cream store.

After watching her friend flirt with both Steve and robin for way too long, grab their ice cream and hand over the package with a smile, Penelope stood and walked towards the door.

"Your ice cream my lady." A blush painted the young girls face, Eddie was going to get her gift.

Jessie scooped a small bit of ice-cream from the small bowl and held up a hand towards her friend. After a high five and a brief chuckle the girls left the mall.

——

The kids along with Steve stood outside Eddie's trailer. Arms crossed he sighed facing Dustin with a look of annoyance.

"How do we know it's not some taunt or something?" He asked motioning towards the box.

"You said a pretty girl gave it to you?" Steve gave a curt nod. Dustin sighed.

"I think we have to give it to him." They turned to Robin.

"How do we know it's not-." The young boy was quickly interrupted by the older girl.

"We don't know until we open it!" Robin shouted. A soft bang could be heard from inside the trailer and a muffled yell rung out.

"Just bring it inside already!" Great, now Eddie knew too.

They opened the door and timidly walked inside. Eddies bed was facing them as they entered, the boy sat in a Metallica t-shirt and sleep pants. He'd just changed his bandages when the yelling outside had started.

He made a grabbing gesture to the trio, indicating he wanted the box. Walking forward Steve gently placed the box onto Eddie's lap and he pushed himself upwards.

Grabbing the garish note on top he read out loud.

"To, Eddie Munson. Well great, at least we know who it's for." He chuckled sarcastically and peeled back the wrapping.

Grabbing a box cutter from his bedside table, Eddie jimmied open the top of the box. He was met with soft white tissue paper, if it was a prank they certainly put a lot of work into it.

Feeling around inside his hand landed on another garish envelope, one that looked homemade. Gingerly he opened it softly pulling a few sheets of lined paper.

"Dear Eddie, I've been missing you at school lately. I hope you don't get upset, I didn't mean to but I overheard you friends taking in the halls, but I did." Eddie glanced up, both robin and Dustin looked to the ground nervously.

"They were saying something about you being hurt. They didn't specify but I like to think you were performing and got caught in a mosh pit. Or you played so well that a rival band wanted to take out the lead, but you beat them up before they could. Or you were rocking out to Metallica in the shower and slipped in the bathtub. (The old age home commercials say it's both very possible and very dangerous)." Eddie let out a soft laugh, they were funny.

"One thing I did hear though, was that your previous jacket was a victim to whatever incident took place, and that you were too ill to fix/ make a new one. I really hope you don't mind that I did this, feel free to throw it away if you hate it. I hope you feel well soon, school isn't the same when you're not there. If you ever want to find me ask Jessie. ~Opie."

A look of confusion painted his feature as he reached I to the box again. This time he pulled up a smaller rectangle wrapped with newspaper as well. He ripped it open to reveal a cassette tape, someone made him a mix tape, someone made him a mix tape.

Smiling to himself, Eddie read the side of the tape. 'Eddie's Mix'. Chuckling he reached down into the box.

Something soft greeted him, he pulled up a lump of what he assumed was fabric wrapped in newspaper. When he opened it he nearly cried. His jacket.

Someone made his jacket, he pulled it towards his chest and hugged it tightly. Pulling back he laughed and looked up.

"Who the fuck is Opie?"

@buggylad

[sarahisgay01]

I think i might start another Ronance fic on AO3, but idk🤷🏻‍♀️

I’m currently working on a request someone sent me that’s Robin x Reader, it’s like 3/4 of the way done.

‼️Please send me requests, I’m bored and I like writing what others want me to write (the info talking about my requests is pinned)‼️

[hxspitalforsxuls]

Well, I made this blog so I can post some fics and stuff without worrying about someone knowing me or something.

So... Yeah that'it. Let's begin.

Warnings:

- This is my space to write things that i feel the need to read and dont find much content. Asexual!reader, Autistic!reader and things like that. So, yeah, is a lot of self indulgent content 👀.

- English is not my first language, so my writing maybe sucks. Sorry :c

- I'm currently hyperfixed with Stranger Things, so you'll see a lot of that here. And a lot of Eddie Munson. I warn you 👀

Thank you 💕

[adi06lena]

I wanna write an autistic Robin x reader fic so bad rn omg🤭

[lightvixxen]

Rules and requests

Requests are- open/closed- though feel free to send thoughts!

Call me Vix💕 I use they/them pronouns💕 I am 19!💕I AM AN 18+ BLOG MINORS DNI I SWEAR TO GOD, i block ageless + blank blogs

I try not to use y/n excessively so i tend to keep it within established relationships, but sometimes it just cant be helped.

There is a 95% chance works on this account will be dark, you are responsible for your own media consumption. All dark works are tagged appropriately

My AO3

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Munson

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Chrissy Cunningham

Steve Harrington

Argyle

And possibly Jonathan <3

SHIPS: metalpizza, jargyle, ednancy, cheerscoops, steddie, hellcheer, buckingham, ronance, jancy, stonathan, pompompistol (chrissy x nancy) eddie x Jonathan

HARRY POTTER

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

THE LAST OF US

Joel Miller

Tommy Miller

Ellie “miller” Williams (TLOU2 ONLY!!!!)

CRIMINAL MINDS

Aaron Hotchner

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Penelope Garcia

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer “JJ” Jareu

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THE MAJORITY OF MY FICS ARE PLUS SIZE!READER + ND!READER EVEN IF ITS NOT EXPLICITLY STATED!

EDDIE IS USUALLY ADHD/AUTISTIC OR BOTH IN MY FICS!

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ᴀɴᴏɴ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ: hi!! i hope you’re well. would you be able to write a little something (can be however you interpret) about robin in a romantic relationship with an s/o who is autistic? i know it’s never been confirmed she is, but with her sensitivity to touch and difficulty with social cues i honestly cried because of how much i felt seen. she also seems like she’d be super caring not gonna lie. thanks!

☾⋆*:｡ a/n: I will die on the hill that Robin is autistic, it made me all soft to see someone like her too!! I have the worst sensory issues so it gave me a bit of comfort <33 I decided to do a little fic around that if you don't mind? enjoy!

☾⋆*:｡ details: SFW//w.c: 1.8k//Robin Buckley x gn!reader//warnings: reader experiences a meltdown, kinda angsty

Robin was restless, she was always tapping her heel or pulling at the loose strings of the outfit she was wearing tonight. It was pretty but you knew it was uncomfortable, she was always tugging or readjusting it but it never seemed just right, something you mirrored with the scratchy material of your own outfit that scraped against your skin with every movement. It felt like it was rubbing your skin raw, annoying and hard to ignore as you tried to carry on with the night.

It was prom, you should be having fun. You shouldn't be distancing yourself from the crowd or entirely too focused on how the neckline of the damn outfit seemed to be digging into your skin just a bit too much. Suffocating quietly under the bright lights that hurt and drowning music, you were practically miserable. It was supposed to be a good night, a night you dreamed about for years hoping to take your girlfriend's hand and sneak a kiss under the dimming lights.

But all you could do was fight down the tears welling in your eyes from how overwhelming it all was. 

As bad as it made you feel to admit it, you half wished you'd stayed home under your covers that felt like silk against your skin, in a room that didn't suffocate you with sound. And maybe, just maybe, Robin would've stayed home with you under the covers that felt like safety to you, replacing all the noise with her raspy voice rambling on about your favorite stories.

As bad as it made you feel to admit it, you half wished you'd stayed home under your covers that felt like silk against your skin, in a room that didn't suffocate you with sound. And maybe, just maybe, Robin would've stayed home with you under the covers that felt like safety to you, replacing all the noise with her raspy voice rambling on about your favorite stories.

You hugged yourself tight, mood deflating faster than a balloon as you sat on a folding chair in the corner. You hated bringing down the mood so you tried your best to stay out of the way, hoping Steve would keep Robin’s attention long enough to keep her from worrying about your sorry state. She deserved a good night, a fun memory about prom.

“Y/n?” The voice barely even reached you over the booming bass and out of tune voices singing along. You perked up, trying to put on the best convincing smile despite how your eyes shined in the twinkling lights. Robin “carefully” made her way over, as careful as she could with those heels that made it so hard to walk in. She stumbled a bit but seemed to be driven by a silent goal to get to you like you were barely clinging to a life line.

“What are you doing?” You ask in a faux cheerfulness, smiling wide and showing a bit too much teeth.

She's reverted to a messy shuffle, eyebrows knitted together in focus as she finally is close enough to be heard properly. She's about to lean in to yell something into your ear, but catches herself and just tries yelling over the music. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah!” You hope you're convincing. It was easy to fly over Robin’s head sometimes and you felt guilty taking advantage of it, but you're sure she'd rather be here than deal with your moping. 

But Robin knows you too well, despite not being the best with social cues, finding herself stumbling over them more than she trips over her own feet, she knows you like the back of her hand. How couldn't she? You were both cut from the same cloth, birds of a feather destined to flock together. It was like a little invisible string tied you two together and everything was shared through it.

Her eyebrows knit together and the cogs are turning in her head, already rifling through all the possible issues that may have caused you to be this way. “I-I know I shouldn't be digging into anything personal and the more I ask the more you might not want to talk. Like I know it's awkward to be asked this but are you actually okay? I-if you want we could talk outside, only if you want to!” 

A lie sits on the tip of your tongue waiting to roll off, you can only pray you'll be convincing but Robin’s puppy dog eyes and restless hands digging into the fabric of your outfit is far from unnoticeable. Like she's waiting for you to say something, but what she wanted you to say was indecipherable. You swallow your lie like a bitter drink and force your head to shake. “Not really.”

And just like that Robin understands, there'd never been a moment where she didn't. The invisible string was tugging at her heart and she nodded in response. “Do you want to leave?” Her voice is quieter, careful as the words are meant only for you. She's offering you an olive branch.

You could cry, the overstimulation is too much to really speak and the relentless drumming through your body from the music is muffling your ability to speak. It's all too much, way too much and you want to leave so bad. You nod and Robin’s hands (they're always a bit shaky but they're worse right now) take your arm and you're both walking towards the double doors.

Out into the calm and quiet night.

Robin walks you to your car, hushed voice asking if it's okay to get the keys from your pocket and you're not sure if you could drive right now but you nod. She fishes them out and unlocks the trunk, completely ignoring starting the car. You hadn't noticed she abandoned her heels until she's climbing into the back to find the hoodies abandoned along the seats. Motioning you over, careful hands help you get dressed in the much softer and less itchy feeling hoodie. 

“Is that better?” She asks and you nod, letting her step away to replace her own outfit with more comfortable clothes. You frown, what if she wanted to go back inside? She was going to, right? But everyone would stare at her if she looked like that.

“You don't need to stay with me.” You say, meaning for it to sound more stern but your voice is still shaking. You still feel overwhelmed, your heart hasn't stopped beating hard in your chest and it felt like your ears were still ringing from the music. 

Robin stares at you quizzically, just about as confused as you were. “Why?”

Why? You could name about a thousand reasons as to why but most came back around to the point that you didn't want to ruin the night. You'd been barely spared from a meltdown but were too overstimulated from everything, you should've never came because this always happened.

You didn't want to ruin Robin’s night.

“I don't want to ruin prom for you. Just because I can't handle things other people can, I should but I can't and it's so frustrating. I'm terrible making this all about me. You were doing so much better while I'm- I'm this!” You motion to your sorry state, dressed in an old and tattered hoodie that was far from prom appropriate, with tears now rolling down your cheeks and far from what anyone’s dream prom date would look on the day. All because everything was too loud, and your outfit was too itchy and because you were like this. 

Robin shakes her head, pauses then shakes it again. She's stuttering over her words again, thoughts surfing toward faster than she can organize them. “N-no!” She shouts at first. “I wanted to leave too, you weren't the last one and I doubt the only one.” She manages to push out.

She steps forward, socks shuffling against the pavement as she carefully tests the boundaries before placing her hand on your shoulder. Her touch is warm and brings a wave of comfort washing over you, stilling your panicked heart. “Steve said, he said prom was lame. The Steve Harrington!! The man who had women flocking his way to go to prom with him, if anyone should like prom it's him. But he said it was lame and I shouldn't go but noooo I didn't listen to him. Yknow how stupid I feel now?”

You blink your watery eyes at her, shaking your head.

“Prettyyy stupid, like infinitely stupid. Especially because I knew you –we– wouldn't like it. Two people like us at prom? That's like, it's like a fish on land!” You laugh at her analogy, it comes out a bit wet and choked but she doesn't pay it any mind. “We could've done anything else! Anything! But I chose this like an idiot.” She laughs too, slowly but surely pulling you into a hug. She's so warm and the hoodie against your cheek doesn't bother you, instead you muzzle into the soft cotton.

“Prom isn't for me, it's not for us.” You both were never built for it, sensitive souls in ways beyond your control it was hard to find things that were for you both. But each other, you were a dream come true. A wish at 11:11 that actually happened. A coin in a wishing well that caught up to you later in life.

“But you wanted to dance.” You sniffle and brush a stray tear from your eyes.

Robin gawks at you like you'd insulted her. “I have two left feet.” She blurts out.

“Don't we both?” You whisper quietly, as if you'd just noticed the quietness around you both and were scared to break it like it was fragile glass. Caught up in a moment that was so careful and sweet that you couldn't imagine accidentally ending it. Robin’s presence was safe, her perfume was never too much and her touch was never harsh. Her words were soft and understandable, expressions an open book to you and it put your worried heart at rest.

But now was one of those times you couldn't read beyond the surface of her shocked face. As much as you wanted to lay down and rest, the music floating out of the high school gym hung heavy in the back of your mind, moving you to take Robin’s (now a bit less shaky) hands and try your best to dance. You cross your feet, patiently pulling her along in what was a sorry attempt at a dance. It was bad, stumbling over your feet and Robin not understanding your directions, but it was nice.

She swayed ever so lightly like grass dancing in the wind, shifting her weight from one foot to another as she followed your silent instructions. To the faded music you both dance, smiling and giggling with each stumble and accidental misstep that landed on the other's foot. It was good, familiar and safe.

And even when your legs crossed and sent you both tumbling to the hard gravel, it didn't hurt. Because Robin had you, holding you tight in her arms and cushioning the flailing fall.

She always had you.