#Robin Buckley thoughts

[cicobuffs]

modern!robin, modern!steve, and you share a minecraft server. robin was definitely the one to force steve to actually get minecraft insisting that “the ladies love a minecraft man,”. steve mostly mostly didn’t believe her but who would he be to risk it. i can imagine robin is horrible at pvp but she’s really good at red stone stuff. she has made a big rollercoaster and a big mine cart system throughout the server for easier travel. steve isn’t really good at minecraft period. he tries to build, mine, and fight but usually he doesn’t get too far. what he does like is having a big farm with crops and animals and he doesn’t admit it but he has named every animal and gets legitmately upset when you guys have to kill one of them. you all have your own separate houses but robin insists for all of you to stay close together. steve has a dirt house with windows but inside he has an insane chest organization system. you and robin clown on him everyday because of his stupid dirt hut but steve would go to war for that house. robin follows those step by step house tutorials on youtube and definitely built your house for you if you’re not that good at building. you guys love to have ‘sleepovers’ at each other’s homes. it’s really just bringing beds to someones house but it’s still fun. robin and steve have joint custody over a dog and they never bring him out because they’re both terrified of him getting hurt.

[worldfullofash]

Robin Buckley as your girlfriend

First of all; look how pretty she is^

Second of all; she’s a total dork

Especially around her crush (aka you)

Robin = nervous wreck

Steve would have to reassure her before talking to you

He will literally help her mentally prepare

She finally manages to have a conversation with you in English class

It was one of the few classes you shared

You talked about Frankenstein and how good of a writer Mary Shelley is

And that’s how you gained a new friend!!

Well, you’re still friends for now…

Slowburn romance

I think you’ll be the one to make the first move

Because she’s clueless about how much you like her

You’re just hanging out at her house, eating pizza while watching some cheesy romcom

You wrap your hands around her neck and you think you might have broken her

Like she is frozen

She doesn’t know what to do

Wide eyed with racing throughts

You raise your eyebrows as a way of asking consent and she has enough strength to give you a small nod

And then you kiss her obv

After she recovered from the shock she has to remind herself to kiss back

Now we have a veeeery happy Robin

After you went home she immediately calls Steve

“STEVE THEY FINALLY KISSED ME! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?”

Her gifts are always very personal and well thought out

She looks at you like you hung the moon

Music and books help her escape reality

Just like reading this helps you escape the real world

Sooo reading dates>>>

Reading the same book and sharing your thoughts about it

Basically having a little book club between the two of you

Annotating in each other’s books

ABSOLUTELY WILL talk your ears off, but you love her for it

She is so clumsy

When she’s tired she trips over her words a lot

Whether you like it or not you’re now her personal pillow

Cuddle sessions

She’s like a koala, always clinging to you

If you’re not in band you attend her band practice to support her

And her eyes light up when she sees you staring at her

Keeps thinking about how lucky she is to have someone who knows what it feels like to be different

If you stand up for her, she falls in love all over again

She absolutely loves going to the beach with you

She collects trinkets and gives some to you <3

You have a movie night every friday

I mentioned this in another post but Robin loves your native language (if it isn’t English like hers)

Asks you if she can draw on your shoes

And yes, she draws boobies if you say yes

MY CONCLUSION: Robin is a cute little orange cat that I want to put in my bag and take with me everywhere

[eds6ngel]

imagine going to a fall festival with your gf robin. you'd drive her there (of course) and she's already bouncing in her seat by the time you park up. she is so overwhelmed, practically dragging you out of the driver's seat by the hand and running through the entrance.

you two get up to so many different activities. you spend most of your money playing darts, winning robin a giant teddy bear that she didn't let go of the entire day. you each had a cinnamon hot chocolate and sugar-coated churros to share. you played against each other at apple bobbing, robin easily beating you, to which you fake frown at.

but, the most exciting part of the day was the ferris wheel. you timed the line just right for you and robin to stop at the highest point. and since you never got to do this very often in the public eye, you cupped her face and gave her the most loving kiss of your life. because, even if you did have to hide, you still wanted to show your relationship in the open air, even if it was in a more secretive way.

[collectivecloseness]

Steve and Robin both holding your hands at the same time, that’s all, send tweet

Absolutely you are 1000% correct and in fact I need to talk about this forever

I can’t imagine them doing it as much in public as they do in private, for fear that looks will turn into talk, but they absolutely do this when they’re finally with you. Or comfy enough with you as a friend, but I presume you meant this as a poly.

They’ll do it in public sometimes if you’re all drunk. Trying to keep each other up, which with Robin’s coordination, Steve’s strong hold pulling you both one way that he thinks is right, and you all being drunk, actually probably causes you all to be even less balanced. At least, if someone falls you’re all going down together.

Steve will try and coordinate last second so you or Robin or both fall on him, to be the selfless little martyr that he is, if you’re aimed that way. And while he swears he doesn’t mind doing so, you are giving Steve some kisses over his small bruises when you notice them when you get home (a long while later), while Robin’s throwing ice lollies at the problem (ie chucking them at Steve’s body with sentiments) since one of you forgot to refreeze the ice pack from an earlier incident.

But it happens a lot at home too. You all live in Steve’s house, since it’s big and his parents are probably not living there long term again, and it’s nice for all of you to have a little home together. Where you all feel safe.

Forget holding hands you’ve got a leg on both Steve and Robin when you’re sat with them on the couch. That or your head is in someone’s lap and your lap is in the others, both of them holding you, and petting you, as you all watch a movie from family video together. That or they’ve pinned you there for some good old fashioned teasing.

Robin and Steve are only fake possessive over you, only when it’s funny, they are literally platonic soulmates, they get on amicably in your home and then more. They’re also experts at outbitching each other, which means no one ever really wins the war. You are caught in the no mans land of snark.

Which sometimes results in you being put in a literal tug of war between those two. Steve pulling at you with his strong grasp and giving you the big brown puppy eyes and thick lipped pout, with Robin holding her ground in a power pose and yanking on you in surprise attacks whilst telling Steve he’s homophobic if he doesn’t give in. She’ll up it to sexism too if he keeps making her grip slip.

Usually this also results in you falling on your ass.

But then Steve and Robin can both be on top of you, maybe even play doctor, so it’s a win win for those two! 😁

When you realised last time that they were faking their sass to pull you to the ground on purpose so they could dogpile you on the carpet, you wondered if it was the first time those two had conspired behind your back about you. I mean, it definitely wasn’t, they’ve both surprised you before with nice things, but how long had it taken them to realise the advantage of playing this particular game of theirs?

But it’s hard to do things with both of your hands being occupied. Your lovers say that’s why you have two hands, obviously, but you swear you’d need eight to be able to occupy them enough into blissful silence, and get on with your daily tasks.

You three did nearly piss yourselves laughing once when Robin and Steve held one hand of yours each, then took their other free hand and slid it under your pits, trying to do the dishes that were in front of you together, as if they were puppeteering you. You swear you didn’t know anyone as uncoordinated as those two when they were working together, but any bickering between Robin and Steve, about bringing a plate forward or sponge to the left, was wheezed out between tears in their eyes. Actually choking with laughter on each direction they tried to give their best friend. And the broken bowl in the end was no match for you all crying with laughter as you grip onto each other, to avoid meeting the ceramics fate on the floor.

But they love both holding your hands. They just feel right with you and being a home like this. It all feels safe. Like they truly have a home, for really, the first time in their lives.

They bring your hand up to wave at the other from the side of you, both laughing as they do so. Or use your hand to flick the other in the face, and then swear you just did it all on your own, you’re wild, and so cruel, they’d never do something like that to their best friend.

You even caught them squeezing your hand in morse code to the other, something you’d all decided to learn. Which you only noticed when you saw Steve staring at your hand Robin was periodically squeezing, with a look so puzzled he seemed almost offended, and Robin mouthing to him and giving him a look as if he was the biggest doofus on earth.

Sometimes they go to grab something but forget they’re holding your hand. Usually this ends with a couple of laughs, sometimes you grabbing the thing for them, or them letting go to move to what they were doing. Occasionally accidentally yanking you and the other person across the room because they forgot you were all linked; Robin once quickly reaching for her favourite snack she thought you two monsters had eaten, and accidentally forcing you and Steve right into her body, and thus all onto the floor.

Importantly, they looooove just being able to have your hand. To hold. To play with. To kiss.

It’s hard to escaped being tickled when one of them starts tickling your palm, and the other decides to join the team of their platonic life partner and get involved with torturing you. And then since they have both your hands in their grasp, it’s pretty easy for them to raise your arms and get in there for another tickle, if you’re so inclined to ‘let them’.

They both love playing with your fingers. Just tracing them, looking at your fingerprints, the lines in your hand. Robin once brought a palm reading book back home, which was a really cozy night on the couch as you three held each others hands, and looked to see what was in your pasts, in your futures. Also seeing if any of you had any visual hand styles in common.

That part, finding those similarities in the intricacies of your born hands, those links you held that seemed to pass superficiality and link you together from the beginning, from what you were made, not quite the scars that all of you had, but the etches of your lives, connected in such small but miraculous ways in the universe that you all knew now was so big... that part you all loved.

Even pulling on your fingers, biting them, using your hand to plop it in their hair and letting go so you knew what the job was, or keeping hold of your hand to make you stroke them. Both of them commonly like taking your hand, and moving it to press their face into your warm palm. Pressing their cheek into your cupped hand, and looking at you. Both of their hands holding your wrist gently, as they fawn up at you. You’ve spent many a night with the both of them like this.

Kissing your hand being one of the greatest prizes of them all. Of course you get them kissing your hand a bit in public, Steve slightly more than Robin, and oh is he so suave with it.

But kissing over your hands in excitement as you agree to something. Or checking in on you by taking your hand up with a soft squeeze, and kissing it as they ask how you’ve been. Or just as a romantic gesture, with sparkling eyes up at you as they press their lips down to say, hey I love you.

Then just mostly kissing all over your hand, in a loving display of their true affection. Kissing the back, your palm, your heel, your fingers, the knuckles, your finger tips, those etches you have in common, every inch. This also includes them licking your hands sometimes. Holding them in theirs and looking at you as they flatten their tongue and lick a long stripe up your hand, while maintaining eye contact. And with your fingers in their mouths? Sometimes you spend more time with your hands free than not being pressed past their lips, and resting on their tongues. Sometimes gently being sucked on, or swirled around, or lovingly lapped at, but sometimes just sitting in their mouths. Steve and Robin both enjoying the comfort of having you just be there like this, with them.

[thytorturedpoet]

if anyone has any good robin buckley x reader stuff please send it my way😭. i never see her on here and i miss my og girlfriend

[morganbritton132]

Robin fully thinks that Dustin is a dog that was sent to obedience school and not a human child that went to summer camp because Steve talks about him like:

Steve, sighing wistfully: I just miss the little guy, you know?

Robin: ?

Steve, right after servicing ice cream to a guy: That’s my mailman. Dustin fuckin’ hates that guy. Goes crazy when he sees him.

Steve: *does not elaborate on Dustin’s long standing feud with the postal service*

Steve: My parents are actually kinda happy that’s he’s gone. They think he’s loud.

Robin, thinking of her neighbor’s dog: Yeah, they’re like that.

Steve: And the jumping, they hate that.

Steve: - bunch of chocolate. Got an upset stomach and threw up.

Robin: They can’t have chocolate.

Steve: Yeah, I know. He’ll throw up!

Steve: Dustin’s coming back next week. I think I’m going to get him a welcome back gift. Got any ideas?

Robin: Something that squeaks?

Boy, walking up to the counter: Hi

Robin: Hi

Boy: I’m Dustin

Robin, internally: *no one can ever know any of my thoughts ever*

[lokis-army-77]

I feel like dom reader with shy Robin would be everything. Like she’s so nervous and fidgety and adorable and then we ruin her 🤭

Oh I can totally see that. She's just so nervous and ready to please.

I love a good Dom Robin fic, but sub Robin is where it's at for me.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The party, of course, immediately accepted Will and Robin when they came out. Dustin couldn't help but ask the question because he's a nosy little shit.

Dustin: *looking at Robin* If you had to pick a man, though, who would you go for?

Robin: Steve. No contest. Only in a parallel universe, though. And parallel me still has to like women. There's no universe where I'm straight. Not that I have anything against heterosexuality.

Steve: Eddie. *everyone stares at him* Oh, was that question not directed at both of us?

Eddie: It's okay, big boy. If I were gay, I'd go for you, too.

Argyle: *whispering* Oh, man, Steve and Eddie don't know about bisexuality.

Steve: You whispered that to me.

Argyle: Oh, sorry. *turns to Jonathan* Oh, man, Steve and Eddie don't know that bisexuality exists.

[writingadjacent]

Robin knows Steve well. She basically knows what and when Steve is going to do and say. Not to say that he doesn't have free will but... well... Robin knows.

He sat on her bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling and Robin very much knew that whatever he said next was either going to be really insane or very important. Robin paid attention, not that she wouldn't have anyway.

"Do you think men are hot?"

Robin looked over at him. Apparently, Steve had chosen insanity. "No. that's what being a lesbian means, Steven."

"No, I mean, like, even though you're not like... gonna kiss them, they're just, objectively hot," Steve said, his eyes glued to the ceiling.

"No?" Robin said, lying down next to Steve. He tilted his head to lean on her shoulder a bit. "Men just... look like men. I wouldn't find them hot or cute or whatever."

"Am I not cute?" Steve looked up at her with his big eyes, bugging them out like he does when he wants something from her. "Come on Rob-bob, am I not cute?"

She shrugged slightly, laughing and dodgeing when he tried to smack her pillow into her face. "God, yeah okay, you're cute, Steve. Tell me about the guy you found hot, though."

Steve laid back down, almost entirely ignoring her attempts at eye contact. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You wouldn't ask if you didn't find someone hot."

"Ugh," Steve said, hiding his head in his hands. "I didn't really... I mean, I guess I've always found guys hot-"

"Wait for real?" Robin asked, not judging, just interested.

"Yeah. And you know, I just thought all guys thought Tom Cruise was kind of hot and that Han Solo had really pretty hair. But then, I don't know, as I got older I realized they didn't and you know, I just didn't really want to deal with that..." Steve paused, his eyes on the ceiling as Robin rolled to curl into his side, her head on his shoulder. He brought his arm around her shoulder, bringing her closer to him.

"But then you met me?"

Steve nodded, "Yeah, basically. I guess I made my own way in the world and I stopped paying attention to what people thought of me and honestly, I just stopped paying attention to that part of myself for so long that I didn't notice it had come back until recently."

Robin nodded. That made sense. It was dumb but that made sense. "So which guy did you find hot enough recently for it to knock you back to yourself?"

Throwing his hand over his face, Steve muttered something that, despite her closeness to him, Robin had no idea what he'd said.

"What?"

"mmmmm Munson."

Robin blinked. She sat up and stared down at Steve. Blinked again.

"You know, you could absolutely have picked a worse guy but at the same time... Eddie?"

"He's kind of a loser."

"Yeah, very much so."

"It's really hot."

"You know what, Steve?"

"What?"

"You're allowed to think that..."

[psychotic-nonsense]

The radio crackled on. Robin clutched the microphone as steady as she could, the poor thing not used to the rough location of Steve's beat up Beemer.

"Evening, Hawkins," she announced into the mic. Not in her typical bravado. This was all Robin: trembling, scared, but defiant against it. "This is Rockin' Robin, here with Sailin' Steve in what very well may be our last broadcast."

She adjusts her spear, getting Steve to double check his shield. Not easy to do while speeding down the road, but when their destination is the same no matter where he goes, it doesn't quite matter anymore, does it?

"It's been a pleasure serving you lovely people and WSQK Radio," Robin continues, her voice shaking less as the certainty of her words takes over. "But it's time for us to sign off one last time."

"The end of the world is calling, baby," Steve says, loud enough for the radio to pick up. It's the first time he's ever dared to speak into it, and the wave of power it gives him makes him feel possessed. With the way his hand moves off the wheel to twist the knob of the barely functioning sound board between them, turning the music up as he accelerates and fueling his words, he may as well be. "We're here to pick up the call."

Steve grips the stick in front of the sound board, clutching the leather as familiar as the denim beneath his war clothes. "We've got one final song for you all, dedicated to an old friend of mine."

He smells ash. Tastes blood on the tip of his tongue. Feels the sting in his sides like a call from the other side.

Not painful. Hopeful.

Daring.

Trusting.

Fueling.

"We're gonna finish what you started, bud. I'm gonna make him pay."

As the first notes of the guitar solo to "Crazy Train" begin rattling his car, as his fingers tighten impossibly more on the wheel and a tear rolls down his cheek, he feels the ghost of a hand on his shoulder.

Ring laden.

Strong in its fear. Familiar in its loss.

Steve grits his teeth. Takes a deep breath as a calmness burns just as bright as the fire of vengeance.

"Eddie Munson, this is for you."

Then he shifts the stick, grips the wheel, and speeds straight into the apocalypse.

[smalltownrobin]

Something so painful about Robin's coming out scene is when she says, "if he did know her, like really know her, I don't think he'd even want to be her friend."

She doesn't word her rejection like ‘I don’t like you because I like girls’, she words it as ‘you won’t like me because I like girls’.

She was so prepared to lose Steve's friendship, even after everything they'd been through together, not because she didn't like him in the way he did her and was about to make things uncomfortable between them, but purely because her queerness could erase their entire friendship in an instant.

[inkluvs]

just you

ok i wrote this for my 0.5k celebration on my old blog i think? also 90 percent sure that @on-my-contrarian-sh1t requested it and @maddipoof betaed it originally <3

robin buckley x fem!reader

masterlist // taglist

Robin had a slight twinkle in her eye, the streaks of white in her iris catching the light like the clouds would in the late-morning sky. Her fingers were laced together with yours, her thumb rubbing at your knuckle almost subconsciously as her gaze searched the room for something worth focussing on. She ended up fixating on you like she always did, studying the slope of your cheeks and the way your lips twisted into a smile when you noticed her looking at you.

“What’re you thinking about hon?” She’d had the sudden urge to fill the silence between the two of you and it was almost like you’d read her mind, asking her before she could overthink it and shy away from the question. Robin smiled and you would swear up and down that the way her lips curved up and the way that her eyes crinkled in the corners could light up cities.

“Just you.” she whispered as if your mere presence made her breathless. If you were to ask she’d confirm it, pressing her lips to every inch of your skin, to every freckle and curve of your body she could reach as if she was trying to memorize every part of you while whispering everything she loved about you.

Robin had always had an almost irrational fear that everything would go wrong, and you’d always assumed that was why every time she touched you she smoothed her thumb over the skin of your palm like it was the last time she would be able to. You didn’t really mind it, reciprocating the affection so much so that her cheeks would be pink and her lips twisted into a smile, but you did take it upon yourself to remind her every so often that she wouldn’t lose you.

In a way, gift-giving was a way to do exactly that, every so often you’d see something that reminded you of Robin and you’d give it to her the next time you saw her, whether it be a flower or a pin or something of the sort. So you dug your hand in your pocket, praying you’d remembered to bring it with you before pulling out a small pin that seemed to glint in the light.

“what’s that?” she breathed, taking shallow breaths in and out as if she was trying to control her excitement. You handed it to her, and she looked at it for a moment, shock taking over her expression as realization hit her. 

“How?” she asked. What she meant to say was how did you know she’d wanted that, but you seemed to get what she was saying regardless.

“You slowed down when you saw that in the store the other day,” you explained. You knew that she wanted it but she didn’t want to get it unless there was a special occasion for it. What you didn’t know was that despite the lack of reaction showing on her face, she was thinking about everything she could pin it to. 

That was another thing about her that you’d noticed, the way she struggled to express any emotion, positive or negative. You’d chalked it up to past experiences, since you struggled with the same issue, but knowing that didn’t help but wonder whether your gesture was appreciated or not.

“Is it okay?” Robin looked almost offended that you'd ask that, offended that you'd think that you and anything you did for her was anything less than perfect.

“It’s more than okay, I love it.”

[fuctacles]

so i was writing the bathtub scene for wereshifter au and my brain went:

Dog groomer Eddie, whose favorite customer is Robin Buckley's dog, Sailor. He's very intelligent and patient through every treatment, but the messiest dog he's ever met. His visits are almost a weekly occurrence, varying from brushing twigs and leaves out of his fur as if he just came back from a wild hunt in the forest, through cleaning out glitter, to, most memorably, getting chewing gum out of his hair.

"We work in a kindergarten," Robin explained with an annoyed expression before leaving them to it.

Earlier that day:

"I am not putting gum in your hair, what the fuck, Steve!"

"Please, Robbie, I'm running out of options."

"Why don't you just run through the forest again? Or, here's a better idea: ASK HIM OUT LIKE A NORMAL PERSON."

[collectivecloseness]

Was looking at your puppy play with Steve post and how you mentioned hybrids and stuff in another, may I present to the table cat hybrid Robin?? (Genuinely if that’s okay haha)

she loves curling up on your lap for cuddling. But she also loves being there for other reasons too >:)

BAAAAAA. Yes that’s okay!!! I am open to hybrid asks, fluffy, angsty or citrussy etc, for sure!

(Obviously hybrid stuff ahead so just skip if it’s not for you! :))

Oh cat!Robin absolutely loooves cuddling with reader!

She comes plopping herself down on your lap, wriggling about until she’s settled with a smile and a “thaaat’s better.” Because she likes teasing you, and she’s also comfy enough with you to do so! She has a girlfriend she feels comfortable around and she loves and who loves her back! This is what she started to think she could never have, and now wants to be her future forever!

She’s quite snuggly. Will cling onto you so happily and without any shred of caring that she is doing so (anymore, she’s finally just so safe being herself with you even subconsciously). Will wrap her arms around your arms/waist and her tail loops itself snugly around your leg <33. Will keep a hold of you if you get up and scramble and leap to be held/carried/piggyback with you with a “Where are we going”, unless her face is already contently buried and pur- breathing into your neck.

Likes being able to just roll her hands into your body and just get mesmerised watching your skin and flesh move about as she touches it. Maybe it’s stimming, maybe she’s kneading, but neither of you really care, it’s Robin doing something domestic and loving on/with you so neither of you need to dissect it, Robin’s behaviour isn’t a problem for you, it’s in fact so tremendously loved, and Robin loves that fact too. It can also turn into a great massage for you. Or you can just lie down and let Robin do whatever she wants, as she starts moulding at your tummy and hip, and relax into just being calm at home, with your girlfriend’s physical touch.

Loves nuzzling into you, especially with her head. Nuzzling her face into you, literally into any body part. Sometimes it’s almost like a massage, sometimes it tickles (although Robin hates it when you push her away and she will just determinedly start shoving her face somewhere else on you!), sometimes it just feels like you’re being loved. Mushing her face into you so her nose and her lips are rolling against you, and you’re just giggling, which only gets Robin to smile and hold you closer. Feeling both your faces just running against each other is p nice for Robin <3 And booping you omg! Your nose is brushed against, papped, bopped and more constantly. Like, all the time.

One thing Robin LOVES though is head butting. She will head butt into you soooo happily. It’s basically a love language of her own at this point. Bumping her head into yours, busting her head against any part of you! Sometimes she does it for your attention. Sometimes she does it because it just feels nice. And again, Robin has a girlfriend who not only has never judged her for that but also likes it as a sign of affection from her too? Wow she loves you.

Mashing her head into you, be it your hand, your calf/thigh, your shoulder, chest, base of your spine, neck, your head, Robin loves it, and will do it wherever her head is drawn to <3. Rubbing her head against you, into you, humming happily to herself, you’ve sworn you’ve heard her purr before doing so, but Robin always pushes your face away lightly with her hands whenever you tease her about that. She rubs and nuzzles it, loving the pressure of her head against you, and just able to close her eyes and be so close with you, physical, feeling your warmth, hearing you breathing, your sighs, your lips cracking into a smile, being drowned by your warm and home scent.

Cat!Robin really likes grooming you as well. It’s a personal love language, one she was a bit more shy to express to you. The first time she licked you you were already asleep. You two maybe having been friends/dating for a little while now, but seeing you so fast asleep, so cozy next to her, the scent of your home feeling like home to Robin too, the fact you fell so peacefully asleep with her, the fact Robin loves you so, and she knows you really do love her too. She just goes for it, cautiously, you really will think she’s a freak if you wake up to this, but she just licks a stripe up your cheek. A happy sound in Robin’s throat/chest. Just a small lick to your cheek, a kiss of sorts, because Robin loves you...

Now she’s properly in a relationship with you, Robin will either just move for it in the moment, already close to you, or she’ll decide ‘it’s time for your bath’, or she’ll say hey you do not smell of me too much >:(, and she’ll come slowly lap at you. Just paced licks over your face, sometimes going to your neck or shoulders as well. Probably moving herself to your lap if she wasn’t already there. Sometimes her tongue swiping groomingly over your lips, and even into your mouth, only leads to a kiss, and then after Robin has licked up all inside of your mouth, and down your throat, and won against your tongue, and your mouth is soaked with her spit, and echoing her soft quiet and pleased moans, she’s moving on to lick your other cheek.

Just happily getting in her zone as she laps at you with her soft and confidently laving tongue. Sometimes they’re kitten licks, sometimes they’re long continuous stripes up, and half the time it’s ended with her poking the tip of her tongue into your cheek, with a giggle after, but usually they’re at an in between with others sprinkled around. It’s usually a calm thing, a loving domestic moment. Something relaxing and intimate and peaceful with no pressures or stakes or anything, just the two of you. Feeling your girlfriend Robin’s nose, cheeks, lips and chin softly nudging against you, her breath fanning over you, hearing small sounds so close from her, leaning into her mouth and getting her holding you back as a reward, just as her tongue laps and laves and licks away at you. Away until her tongue gets dry, or she deems you smelling deliriously of her, or she gets distracted, or you two move onto other things. But hey, it works if tongues/spit is your thing ‘romantically ’ anyways ;)

(18+ below)

If Robin plops herself on your lap in the position where she’s facing you, and has both legs either side of yours, if she doesn’t do something like steal a kiss or boop your nose then immediately run off, then you are in for a session.

Especially if she’s wrapping her tail around your thigh and not moving it anywhere. Robin is a wriggle worm, if she sits in your lap and the first thing she is is still? There’s your cue.

Robin looooves grinding on top of you like that. Humping you as she sits on top of your crotch, moving around so she can thrust against your cunt, rubbing hers against yours, even though you both still have your pants on. That’s fine for Robin, it’s just more fun at the beginning. She loves watching you get all needy, trying to press your thighs together, wiggling under her weight, shifting about. Robin can smell how wet and sticky you already are so clearly, even through those layers. It just lets her tease you more >:)

Robin especially likes biting you. Her teeth aren’t that abnormal at all, but they do feel a little sharper. Or maybe it’s just your imagination... or Robin’s determination. But Robin loves biting you when you’re cumming. Well she loves biting you anyways, it happens quite a bit no matter literally anything, but sinking her teeth into you when she’s finally gaining your sweet release, and hearing those extra moans piled on top as well from you, oh god it’s exhilarating. Robin is even more thrilled with the fact that now when you’re close, her biting you first makes you cum. She’s almost trained you into the response. And the thought of Robin being the one training you makes her giggle a little too as well. But you’re not one of those bigoted people against hybrids, so it’s not like a thing haha

Cat!Robin can be extremely subby too. Like it’s a pretty good split. Sometimes she just wants you to come fuck her. Will knock shit out of your hands, or use the coffee table for leverage and present her ass to you looking back with the most teasing smirk. Just bending down more and wiggling it closer to you, because she knows you want to touch <3!

Sometimes you bring it on more. Pulling Robin into your lap, and complimenting her lots doing so. Telling her how it feels like that’s where she’s meant to be once her weight is perfectly settled on you, and saying how soft she is, stroking her cheeks, her hair, and also her tail. Pulling Robin down with a smile and cradling her back softly, a gentle cage, telling her “There, kitties like to sit on laps, don’t they?” You only use that teasing nickname either to get back at Robin in a fun way when she’s domming you, or when you’re teasing her as your sub, because she’s admitted to you it makes her feel especially subby, if that’s what she wants for that round.

Other times Robin is very subby. Just needing you so badly. Letting you fuck her, letting you breed ‘your poor pretty kitty’, begging with rushed cries and whimpers that she’s your good girl, she is right?! She’s gonna be so good for you, please, she just needs you! Just bucking under you needily and begging you to fuck her, it’s all she wants, and what she needs. Will get teary eyed under you, desperately reaching out for you when she hits some point, needing your touch, reaching to hold your hands because she needs you to touch her. So so flushed and heated, and dripping wet all over you and your bed and her own thighs, gasping cries and mewling and whining, all for you. Needing your attention. Wanting to nuzzle away into some part of you, needing you to be closer because she swears she needs your scent more, even though the only time Robin could be more surrounded by it is when she’s buried her own face in your pussy. Robin can be a massive sub for you sometimes.

Don’t even get me started on heats/ruts in this au, and how even Robin still goes feral thinking about breeding you when the time comes. Yes she will breed you. Not in the actual sense. But Robin says she will, with her eyes dark, lips slightly wet with drool, whole body flushed head to toe in need, and voice raspy. And boy by the end of, what you don’t even know is only your first session with her, has she proved herself right. In heat, Robin really did figure out a way to make you feel like you were fully being bred by her. And you were happy to lay down under your hybrid girlfriend for sure.

Robin’s grooming can definitely go beyond your thighs and turn into her deep and excitedly feral oral fixation, and especially her fixation on your clit... and being able to taste you, and have her face covered in your wet warmth and your slick, and have her smell so much of you, and know she’s doing a good job, and you smelling like her because Robin’s eating you out, and her tongue is inside you, and she’s spreading her spit all over your gushing pussy, so everyone will know you’re with her. And her eyes are going dark and moon like because she’s seen your clit again and she knows all she wants to do now is pounce, literally pounce because that’s how fast she goes, and your hand skyrockets to her blonde hair, because you know what you’re in for now with your girlfriends movements, and so quickly Robin’s attached to your clit and she’s sucking on it hungrily, thirstily, happily. All she will be doing is feeling absolute bliss coarse through her veins, as she spends an hour just noisily and happily sucking on your clit. Until you have to literally drag her away for the third time until Robin comes down from her own special sort of high

I’ve got too many thoughts genuinely, and this is getting way too long, I’ve genuinely not stopped typing for like an hour and a half since this was sent in, I’m gonna have to stop somewhere lol; so if you have any more thoughts on this, or any hybrid thoughts, pls send them in I’d love to hear them! :)

[sir3n-s]

Steve knew that one day he wouldn't be able to refuse to play dnd. 

Especially since he was now dating a dragons master or whatever it's called. He can't keep up with all the names. 

And don't get him wrong Eddie is great and dnd sounds sort of interesting but he's been against playing for so long he doesn't want to give up the act. 

But he if was going to give up the act he was going to get something in return. 

The kids were all gathered at Steve's house for a movie night. 

They had 2 different kinds of movie night, one where they all actually watched movies and the other where the movie was just there for background noise while everyone either talked or worked on something.

Tonight Mike, Will, Lucas, and Dustin were making character sheets for Eddie's new campaign while trying to get Steve to join as well. 

"Just play one campaign" Dustin whined for the 20th time that night. And probably the 100th time in his life. 

"Are you ever going to let this go?" 

"No! You have to play one now that you're dating Eddie. Aren't couples supposed to try out each other's hobbies?" He got him there.

"He's got a point Stevie," Eddie says finally engaging in the conversation after being glued to the TV. Despite the volume being low he was still watching it with intense interest. 

"You're right, couples should try each other's hobbies" Steve agreed. 

"Uh oh," Robin says without looking up from the puzzle she was going with Nancy, knowing what he was going to say next since he ran his plan through her first.

"I will play a campaign but!" He says before the kids could get too excited, "you all have to play basketball with me" 

They all groaned. Except Lucas who was completely fine with this arrangement.

-

It was Saturday and they were all at basketball court in the park. Most of them were wearing their gym clothes. 

Except for Lucas and Steve who actually had basketball jerseys. 

Max and el were also playing since they wanted to join despite the fact they won't play dnd either. 

And who was he to say no to them? The more the merrier.

Robin and Nancy were sitting at the bench in the shade, Robin saying she refuses to play a sport because she's too clumsy and Nancy saying Robin shouldn't have to sit alone. But Steve knows they just want to talk shit about them. 

He wasnt going to stop them, he knew it was a lost cause to try to get them to join as well. 

The only rule they had before playing was that Steve and Lucas couldn't be on the same team, 'it wouldn't be fair' Dustin said and everyone else agreed. Even Robin and Nancy. 

So they ended up being the team captainsin on each team. 

Steve's team was Max, Mike, and El while Lucas had Will, Dustin, and Eddie. 

And it was going well! Better than Steve thought it would. Especially with how unathletic most of them were. 

Steves team was winng, and despite Dustin whinning about how it was because Steve was older and had more experience he hasn't even made all the points. 

He did score the first point but El scored the last 2. 

It's was 3 to 1. The only point they had was from Lucas. Eddie couldn't throw for shit, Dustin kept dropping the ball, and Will was actually doing pretty well but was kinda being ignored because Lucas and Dustin wouldn't stop arguing.

He can tell eddie was getting annoyed with having to constantly break up their fights.

Their team only needed one more point to win and Mike had the ball.

"Pass it to me!" He yells towards Mike and he does pass it to him. Just way too hard. 

Because it goes past his hands and right towardd his face. Smacking him hard in the nose and knocking him over. 

He hears everyone gasp as he groans on the ground.

He heard the tapping of people feet on concrete, and on grass, get close to him. 

"Holy fuck are you okay?" Despite his eyes being closed he can easily tell that's Eddie's voice.

"Damn Mike why did you throw it so hard" he hears max says. He also hears a light punch but doesn't comment on it this time.

"I didnt mean to!" 

"I'm okay" Steve says while getting up, grabbing his nose when he felt something on his lip. Blood, of course.

"That would've been a great throw if I was a little bit farther from you," he says towards Mike as Eddie helps him off the floor and leads him to the bench despite saying he was okay to keep playing.

Everyone gather arounds him as El hands him some of the napkins she keeps in her pocket.

"If this is how you all act everytime someone gets hurt it's going to get extremely annoying as we keep playing" Everyone makes weird faces, except for Robin who was grinning.

And Nancy because Robin definitely told her. 

He smiles. "You guys are going to want me to play more than one campaign, so you will all be playing more games of basketball."

While Lucas smiled, everyone else groaned.

[morganbritton132]

When Steve and Dustin started hanging out, Steve would try to wrestle with him like bros but Dustin wasn’t having it.

When Steve and Robin became friends, she would wrestle with him but then she got his armpit hair in her mouth so they don’t do that anymore.

He tried to wrestle Eddie but Eddie tried to physically fight him so Steve steers clear of that activity with him.

Occasionally, on a blue moon, Hopper will walk past him and put him in a headlock. Steve loves that, but he loves Argyle the best because Argyle will throw down.

Argyle can not only pick Steve up but can also keep him pinned down which makes him a worthy opponent in Steve’s book.

Every time they randomly start fighting each other, Eddie fumes with jealousy and Robin is always there like, “Well, maybe if you didn’t try to punch him in the face…”

“Thanks, Robin.”

“That could’ve been you straddling him on the floor.”

“Thank you, Robin.”