#maya hawke x reader

[nooneaskedforthissmut]

18+

It's always perv!steve this or perv!eddie that and sometimes perv!billy. Which I'm all for, but I want to see more perv!robyn x reader. Especially bestfriends!robyn x reader

A/N: unedited mess obviously

tags: fem!reader, lowkey mutual!perv, bestfriend!perv!robyn X curvy!reader, and they were roomates, lil dubcon

You and Robyn met on the first day of college orientation. You two instantly felt a connection and became friends. You both hated your assigned roommates. Luckily, your RA was cool enough to let you swap and before the week was over, you and Robyn became roommates.

But after a while, Robyn wasn't sure that it was the best idea.

You slept in a tight tank top and panties. And she couldn't help but stare. Although if you noticed, you never said anything.

You were so playful with her too. Hugging her tightly. Your soft body pressed up against hers. So it wasn't her fault when she would pull you in closer. Try to feel your hard nipples against her or smell you.

It became normal for her to give your ass a 'friendly' squeeze or spank. And I mean, you must want her to. You must be doing these things on purpose. Just to tease her.

You would try on new bras in front of her and ask if they looked good. You wouldn't even cover yourself when you changed into new ones, basically shaking your bare tits at her when you were picking a new bra. She'd sit there legs crossed, her pussy throbbing while you bounced in front of her, asking yourself if they were supportive enough. She'd offer to feel if the material was nice, just to get her hands on you.

After showers, you'd stay in your towel for a while lounging in your bed. Sometimes your tits would spill out or Robyn would get a clear shot of your ass or your pussy.

A few times while getting ready in the morning, you'd slowly lotion yourself while having full conversations with her. She'd be in bed pretending to have a late class. But really her hand was between her thighs teasing her clit under the blanket. She'd wait for you to leave so she could ride her pillow while wearing your sweatshirt, and imagine her head between your thick thighs.

After a long day of classes when you get back to the dorm, she offers to give you massages. Because ' what are friends for'. It would be a great way to take your clothes off too.

"I don't want the oil to soil your new underwear, babes" She'd say in that sultry raspy voice.

After she has you on your back fully naked, lying on your front, head resting on your hands. She'd start by working on your back. And straddle your ass to 'get a better angle'.

The massage feels so good that you don't even comment when her fingers graze your side boob a little too much.

And when you really get into the massage, you start to moan as Robyn works out the kinks in your back with her long fingers. Her thumbs would rub deep circles into your back, in a rhythm you wished to feel on your clit. She almost loses it with the comments you moaning.

"Fuck Robyn those fingers"

"Oh, my gooooood. That's it, do that again"

"mhmmm deeper. you can go harder"

And when you moan your thank yous, she'd just tell you that's what good roommates do.

She usually tries to control herself and only takes mental notes for when she has time alone with your vibrator - yes. your vibrator-. But sometimes she slips up and gets too into it. Starts grinding on your ass a little. She tries to make it unnoticeable, tries to make it look like she needs to grind her core into your soft big ass to make the message better for you. You've never really commented though. Sometimes, when she massaged the right spot your hips would buck and she'd dig her hips down into you - make it look like she was bracing herself.

Except once. You had finally completed an exam you were stressing and Robyn offered to message the stress knots out.

She was grinding her hips ever so often- like usual. It felt so much better this time because she was wearing corteroid pants and the lining was grazing her clit just right. She wished she wasn't wearing panties that day. When she got too cocky and started grinding into you more frequently.

You moaned for her to stop.

She froze, her heart pounding. Wondering if she was finally caught.

Until you said, " Your pants feel nice, but they're a little scratchy. Can you take them off"

She swallowed and quickly got up to take them off. She could've sworn she saw your pussy glistening.

"Should I put some oil on your toosh? If my pants scratched you,"

She tried to say it in a fun friendly way but she couldn't hide how raspy her voice was.

You shook your head. "Lotion first"

She obliged and she took her time rubbing it in. First with the lotion, then with the oil. Before she straddled your now oily ass with nothing but panties on and her shirt. (She really, really wished she hadn't worn panties that day).

"You might be extra slippery now"

She said knowing she was going to grind into you more now.

[steddiehickeys]

edge of seventeen

pairing: robin buckley x guitarist! female reader

requested?: yes!

content warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, steve being an ally, neck kissing, teasing, face riding, oral giving & receiving (female), soft dom! reader, switch! robin kinda i guess, fingering (reading giving), robin being a goofball, short cute fluff at the end

word count: ~ 2,000

summary: our girl robin has a girlfriend, aka the reader, who’s the lead guitarist in a band. her watching your shows and watching your fingers play so expertly makes her want you even more than she did in the first place.

a/n: edge of seventeen by stevie nicks came on while i was writing up the summary so if you wanna give that a listen while you read jus click the link :)))

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Robin and Steve's smiles beamed from the back of the small venue you and your band were playing in. (She usually stayed in the back because she doesn't like tight crowds).

Just like the white-winged dove

Your fingers strummed across the strings so easily, never, ever missing a beat.

Sings a song, sounds like she's singing

If you were being completely honest, it was a tad hard to focus because of how mesmerized Robin is by you. The way she clapped and held her hands together while she jumped along to your songs.

Having someone so fucking beautiful so obsessed with you; it's hard to keep your thoughts clean all the time. Especially when she wears outfits to your shows she knows to make your mind race.

The only thing on your mind at the moment was taking Robin out to your van after the show and giving her a night she'll be thinking about for weeks. Focus on your strumming, y/n.

Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh

After finishing up your final cover of the night and thanking the audience, you headed backstage so you could wipe your face and pack up all your things.

Once you walked out to the back where your van was parked, it didn't take long for you to notice that cute head of short fluffy brown hair. Well, two of them I guess; Steve was there too.

Robin's back was to you, so you do a "shhh" motion to Steve before tickling her sides and then pulling her backside into your before she could pull away.

You gently kissed where her neck and shoulder met, "You look stunning tonight, Robin." She smelled like vanilla and amber; you swore you could get high just off her scent.

Robin's giggles eventually slowed down as she blushed and turned around to face you. "And you looked stunning up there! Are you kidding? You looked so frickin cool!"

You couldn't stop the huge smile that crept up on your face. "Thank you, babe. I try to look all super-sexy-rocker-chick for you." You put your fingers under her chin to make her look you in the eyes; that just causes her to blush more.

"Well, you definitely looked all super-sexy-rocker-chick tonight." She bit her lower lip and leaned in closer to you. She gets so flustered by you she can forget other people exist. You hear Steve clear his throat.

"As cute as you two are, I have to pick up Henderson from Mike's house in 20 minutes. Do you need a ride home, Robin?" He leans against his car with his arms crossing over his chest.

You both smiled at Steve's generosity, but you interlaced your fingers with Robin's before saying, "Don't worry, Harrington, I got her."

He ran a hand through his hair before giving you and Robin both a quick hug. "Amazing job tonight, Y/N. Make sure you save Eddie a ticket for next time, he keeps talking about how he can 'out-shred' you on the guitar." He laughs and turns on his heel to get into his car.

"Will do." You chuckle as you both watch Steve drive away.

"Shall we?" Robin takes your hands and starts walking backward toward your van; you know the look she has on her face. She keeps running her teeth over her bottom lip and she has a slight darkness to her eyes that gives you a tingle between your thighs.

"Oh, we shall." You devilishly retort back to her as you give her a quick peck on the lips and open up the back doors of your van. Once you had your guitar and amps loaded and off to the side, you offered your hand to help Robin into the back.

She smiled sheepishly at you and crawled into the back, purposely arching her back, exposing the lacy black underwear she decided to wear today.

Robin quietly giggled to herself, as shy and nervous as she could be sometimes, she basked in the way she made you squirm. Her ego would boost just a little whenever she would see you swallow a bit harder or play with the rings on your fingers as you stared at her.

You both sat cross-legged on the Baja blanket you have sprawled across the floor of your van; her almost straddling you while you run your fingers up and down her legs.

You feel the goosebumps form on her skin underneath your touch; an imaginary puppeteer pulling your lips up into a smirk. You ever so lightly grazed your fingers all the way up her legs until you reached the hem of her dress.

You softly connect your lips to hers and her eagerness shone through when she spread her legs a bit more. You took this opportunity to slide her dress up her thighs, exposing the rest of her legs and her underwear.

Your hands found their way to the hem of her underwear; you looked up at Robin and she gives you a small, quick nod, giving you permission to continue.

Robin's breath stuttered as she felt the cool air hit her pussy, which was dripping wet for you. "Please touch me." She pleaded as you kissed your way down her neck, a whimper escaping her lips as you sucked on the sensitive spot on her neck.

"Be patient, Rob. I wanna taste you first." Her mouth fell slightly agape and you licked a final stripe where you were sucking on her neck before moving onto your stomach and laying your head between her legs.

You leave agonizingly slow kisses along the insides of her thighs, causing her to attempt to clench her legs together; only to be blocked by you.

She breathes out a raspy moan as you lick a stripe from her hole all the way to her clit, attaching your lips to the bundle of nerves. You flick your tongue around in a frantic yet choreographed way; you know how to eat her pussy like you know how to write your name.

Robin feels like every nerve in her body is on fire. The only thing she can think to do as this extreme sense of euphoria flows through her body is grab hold of your hair and pull, hard.

You groan at the pressure on your scalp, taking in the pain and pleasure she was giving you. You groaning into her pussy only made her pull even more, you weren't complaining.

"It f-feels so good." She says through her shallow breaths. You smile up at her and prod your middle and ring finger at her entrance. She basically grinds down onto your fingers, allowing you to press both of them inside her.

She purred and arched her back as you started curling your fingers in and out, in and out, in and out...

"I know, baby, I know." Her hips and legs started moving at a more rapid pace after a few minutes of your tongue flicking her sensitive clit and your fingers consistently curling against that spot inside of her.

Before you two started dating, Robin just knew how good you would be with your fingers. Why do you think she likes coming to your shows so much? Watching your fingers move so quickly and professionally across the neck of the guitar and pluck the strings makes her want to scream to the world how much she wants to fuck you. God, being gay in the 80's SUCKS.

"You gonna cum for me, pretty?" You sweetly look up at her fucked-out face; chest going up and down, cheeks painted with red, tears welling up in her eyes from pleasure. You take a mental image of her at this very moment.

She nods quickly and you continue the pace at which you're going. She continuously grinds into your mouth and fingers until she's borderline pulling the hair out of your hair. You feel her cum when her walls clench around your fingers and she lays there with her eyes closed, just taking deep breaths.

You gently brush the strands of hair sticking to her face out of the way. "How do you feel, Rob?" Her silver-blue eyes beamed back at you. "Amazing. But now I want to make you feel amazing."

It was hardly a second before Robin was grabbing your hands and pulling you close to her, crashing her lips onto yours again while she fumbles trying to take off your jeans.

After she eventually gets your pants down your legs and thrown to the other side of the van, Robin wastes no time in laying down and pulling you so you were hovering over her face.

"Your throne awaits." You giggle at her ability to be silly even in these moments; but that's why you love her so much, she's able to make you comfortable in every situation.

You lower yourself down slowly and you can tell Robin grows impatient when she grips your thighs and pulls you down, harshly attaching her lips onto your throbbing clit.

You watched her eyes stare up at you while her expert tongue lapped up your arousal; she intertwined one of your hands with hers as your other hand made its way to her hair.

You weren't pulling, but something about just running your fingers through Robin's hair while she went to town on your pussy made both you and her whine in desperation.

Your breath caught in your throat when you felt Robin start tongue-fucking your hole. It was so fast yet so gentle, the warm sensation of her tongue against your wet pussy was having you see stars.

The way you taste turns Robin on so much. She could feel herself getting wetter again by the second every time her tongue touched your sweet juices.

After focusing on your hole for a few minutes, she went back to flicking her tongue up and down, side to side on your clit. She used her two hands to spread your lips apart so she could focus completely on your sensitive bud.

You could feel tingles in your stomach and pussy grow more intense as you ground your hips against Robin's face. "Please, baby. Cum all over my face, I wanna taste all of you."

Her words made your head spin and your body go numb. All of your senses felt like they were on steroids. You felt Robin's hands grip your hips tightly as she held you up so you wouldn't topple over.

She continued working with her tongue as you came down from your high, then she gently just rubbed over your slit with a few fingers to make sure you were okay.

You made your way off of her and laid down on the side next to her. You grabbed part of your blanket to wipe off the wetness that was still coating her chin and lips. (You stole a quick kiss before doing that of course, she likes when you taste yourself on her).

She laid on your chest and held your hand; you could feel her tracing "I LOVE YOU" into your palm, which would make your heart flutter. You would reply by giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

Music played over the radio as you two lay there talking about mindless shit for hours on end. You think it's about 2 AM now, but you think you could genuinely just stay up all night looking into Robin's eyes.

"Have I ever told you how much I love it when you come to my shows?"

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reblogs & feedback are so so appreciated!

also just as an fyi, i'm not going to be doing requests completely in order, because I get writer's block if I try to do that! I'm just gonna go through my requests and write when I have the inspo :)))

taglist: @youssssuckbowers @m00nkn1ghts @evermartinsstuff

[miloformula123fan]

Hey, can I request something (don't really care what, I just want to read something about this 😭) about Y/N being Max (or Charles or both 👀) best friend, but everyone (from the grid, their team and the fans) think they're dating, but Y/N is actually either aroace or not into guys (maybe she even has a girlfriend). Eventually someone of them snaps and she brings her gf to a race or wears a shirt with a giant asexual pun on it. 🙈

I hope this is not too specific (or not specific enough idk 😭) and I would love if you could do something like that.

okay I'll be honest I loved this, but my layout was not going well so this turned into a blurb

Please keep requesting - y'all have awesome ideas we agree on a lot of stuff :) - my guidelines are here, and if you want some prompts, they are here.

also feel free to come in and start chatting to me in my asks, would love to get to know y'all better

Okay I apologise, I really wanted to get this out, so I did turn this into a blurb

And I loved how detailed this request was - i really don’t mind how detailed you get as long as I can write something

Y/N grew up with Max and Charles

So even before they made it to f1, the fangirls were shipping it

And it wasn’t that big of a deal

Until it was 

Aka all the media questions were about her relationship

And her attempted soft launch on her insta

It got a bit annoying when Christian joked about her letting Max win the championship 

And Callum and the mechanics were constantly making jokes and laughing at the 2 of them

And when she spent 10 of a 15 minute press conference answering questions about Max and Charles 

Yeah she’d had enough

So she brought her girlfriend to a race.

(probably Maya Hawke, cause let’s be honest every lesbian and bi girl has a crush on her)

So it’s just the 2 ultimate women together

The world goes crazy

Christian just turns round and goes ‘why didn’t you tell me?’

It gets worse when Y/N rocks up to the press conference, not in her red bull shirt but this shirt

Twitter goes wild

Any of coure Y/N wins the race for Maya

(i can’t even drive and I would win the race for Maya)

[helpwhatsthis]

could I request smut of best friend Robin coming across photos of reader and Eddie sending one another nudes 😱 then later on reader and Robin sext?

eddies girl- r.b./e.m

thank you sm for requesting babes!

I changed it bc I am very picky abt my modern aus, but there are definitely still nudes and this is way better than sexting.

ignore the use of time period inaccurate toys!

disclaimer that there are no relations between eddie and robin! (if anyone tries to argue with me about robins sexuality, prepare to have a molotov cocktail thrown in your window ♡)

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robin had know she was fucked from the moment she saw you punch a russian in the face during summer of 85'.

she'd known she was even more fucked the moment she pulled open eddies nightstand in search of a song to save nancy.

before she could even move her eyes to the contents of the drawer, eddie had started screaming and running toward her. the tapes were forgotten from both of her hands when she gazed down to see god knows how many photos of one of her best friends in such... compromising positions.

if it hadn't been for steves screams to hurry up, and eddies pointed yet still terrified stare- she thinks she would have laughed from the shock of it all. because if she was a little more perverted (and a lot less rushed) it would have been like striking gold to her.

she can't deny to herself how many times she'd thought about the small glimpse she'd had. once everyone was safe, and eddie and max had been released from the hospital, it was all she had thought about for days. she'd barely left her room. every time her eyes closed, she saw it. saw you. tied up to your headboard, eddies hellfire shirt bunched up over your tits, and his hands pressing on your stomach. your head thrown back in ecstacy.

and with the sight came the questions. would you ever, in a million years or another lifetime let her touch you like that? what would you sound like? do want to fuck eddie as much as he talks about wanting to fuck you?

now her thighs are clenching together in the dusk surrounding the lake. she feels like a preteen boy, about to blow her load in her jeans while you moan along with joan jett to cherry bomb.

how could she not? your eyes are glassy and bloodshot, smoke falling from your nose. your black bathing suit leaves nothing of your body shape to the imagination. but most of all, even in the low light she can see the dark hickies on your skin.

"she's so fucking perfect, isn't she?" eddie muses softly, his knee bumping her own. guilt immediately fills her being when she looks back at him. even though his skin is covered in harsh scars, and there's a fear lurking in his eyes, he smiles as he watches you.

he loves you.

and you love him.

"to the ends of the earth, teddy" you had whispered in the back of steves car while begging him to hang on.

"i- I mean yeah, sure-" she stumbles on her words, sure shes been caught staring for too long.

"cool it, buckley." he smirks, turning his gaze to her. "I know you want to fuck my girlfriend, there's no reason to freak out."

"I don't!" she blurts, probably a little too loudly when you and steve turn back to look at her.

"shut up rob," he laughs, smacking her shoulder. "I know you have a shitty sleep schedule, and you have work tomorrow. so me and the succubus are gonna head home."

"dick" you grit, reaching up to slap his ass harshly as he stands.

why the fuck is he covering for her right now?

she's seen how possessive eddie can get, even before his escapades in an alternate dimension. since then, they'd only increased tenfold.

"we'll finish this conversation later." he murmurs, leaning down and feigning a kiss goodbye on the top of her head.

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"-and she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it. and he's holding her in his arms late-late at night-"

robin groans, throwing her head back against the headrest of steves passenger seat. "alright, sorry springfield. I can't handle you tonight."

she reaches to turn down the radio, causing steve to fake a moan of agony.

"shit, robin. is this y/n. again?" he asks, glancing at her pitifully.

"yes, again." she snaps. "it's like she knows exactly how to work her way into the most minute crevices of my brain" she explains exaggeratedly with her hands.

much to her annoyance, steve just chuckles.

"and eddie knows-" she looks at him, finally allowing her fear to show through. she knows that some point, eddie had threatened a guy within an inch of his life, all because he heard from someone who heard from someone else that the guy had a crush on you.

she did not feel like having eddie threaten to put a pipe bomb in her mailbox. or whatever deranged shit came out of his mouth.

"and how would he know?" steve asks skeptically.

because all I do is stare at her boobs,

or because I stole one of her shirts,

maybe even because sometimes I wake myself up moaning her name in my sleep.

"I don't know." she lies. straight through fucking teeth. "but he told me he knows."

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"alright, I'll be back in a few." you huff, grabbing eddies keys so that you could pick up steve and some take out. "love you, bubba" you hum, pressing a short kiss to eddies lips that makes robin painfully aware of being the third wheel.

"love you too." he smiles blissfully as he watches you walk out the door. it takes less than a second for him to turn back to her, cheshire grin upturning his lips. "let's get down to business-"

he wiggles his brows at her, causing her to roll her eyes. "and what would that be, edward?" she snaps, looking anywhere but his face. she knows that if she looks at him too long, she'll become a sobbing, apologizing mess.

"well, all three of us are off thursday." he shrugs. "and wayne is going out with some fishing buddies-" he smirks, biting his lip as he leans toward her.

"that means y/n and I are gonna have that new, big nda money house all to ourselves... unless of course you wanna come over?"

and she can see it vividly now, playing behind her eyelids. she's not stupid. she nows eddie fucked you on every surface of the new place after you'd bought it with your hush money.

it's a nice place, a really nice place actually. it's no harrington mansion, but you have eddie have a big plush bed on the second floor.

she wonders what it'd be like, to fuck you the king size bed you share with your boyfriend.

"and what would happen if I did come over?" she bites the bullet, looking skeptically at eddie. she almost wishes she hadn't when she sees the victorious look on eddies face.

"well y'know, it's not like I've put too much thought to it-" he laughs, eyes lost in thought as he absent-mindedly picks at the couch. "but you probably come in and find her tied to one of the kitchen chairs, wand buzzing against her puffy clit and begging someone to fill her up."

and she can almost hear it then, the loud buzzing and your whines for him.

no, for her.

"and of course I'd be mean, tell her no. and you'd get to play the hero, making her cum over and over on your pink cock."

there's a burning in her stomach, and she almost cries out when she clenches her thighs.

"god robin, she gets so wet for you. I make her tell me about how she wants your fingers inside and your tits in her face when im fucking her."

and she can't suppress it then, a soft moan pulling from her throat. she pulls her knees under her chin, peering up at him through teary eyes. he smiles, almost warmly as he claps a hand on her shoulder.

"so come over, or don't. s'up to you darlin'."

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her hands are shakey as she reaches to close the mirror on the visor, letting out a huff of anxiety.

"you're really gonna do this?" steve ask, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"I guess so, and if it's horrible I'll call you when you're on break and make you come pick me up." she shrugs, looking back out the window.

"It's not gonna be horrible, rob." steve states, even though he knows very well that his is definitely out of her comfort zone.

she's so lost in her own head that she barely notices when he stops the car in the driveway.

"oh god-" she murmurs softly, gazing at the front door.

"It's just eddie and y/n, you'll be okay." he promises, reaching out a squeezing her hand.

the walk to the door feels endless on her trembling legs. she almost can bring herself to knock when she finally reaches it. but she does.

"It's open!" she hears eddie call from inside.

before she even has the door all the way open, she hears you cry out.

"eddie, please." you beg, hands fisting your binds and hips trying to wiggle away from the vibrations. it's a fruitless effort, only adding stimulation to your swollen cunt.

your beautiful. it's a simple thought, and the first thing that occurs to her as she stares into the the living room.

she thinks that eddie must have the self control of a god, being able to write nerd shit in his notebook while you're tied up and jerking around like that right in front of him.

"god eddie, please make it stop." you pant, body slumping and pushing your clit into the toy harder.

he only smiles, reaching out and turning it up a setting. you practically scream, head falling back and making her knees feel weak.

"come torture her a bit, buckley." he smiles at her. "lose the clothes on the way." he hums, going back to his notebook.

and she's waited so long to see you like this that she obeys without a second thought, striping down to her underwear and sitting beside him on the couch.

from here, she can see all of you. you're chest is heaving so hard it makes your tits bounce. there's visible tremors running through your belly. and your cunt, fuck. it's leaking everywhere and your puffy clit is twitching against the head of the wand.

"r-robin-" you choke, voice broken. "please make it stop?" you you beg, tear filled eyes pleading at her.

"oh y/n." she hums, reaching out to wipe the tear tracks from your cheeks. you push into her touch, and jerk a second later when eddie flicks the handle of the wand.

"make her cum." he says, relaxing back into the couch with his arms behind his head.

"how?" she asks, not able to tear her gaze from your clenching hole.

he sits up wordlessly, reaching for the clasp of her bra. he stops, eyes asking for permission. she nods, and seconds later the material is falling from her chest.

the sound you make is strangled, wanting nothing more than to feel the hard buds of her nipples against your tongue.

"do whatever feels right?" eddie shrugs.

and so she does, standing from the couch and pulling down her panties. your whining, body keening toward hers as you watch her undress.

she can help herself, hands caressing your face and she guides it so that your chin rests on her sternum.

it almost feel natural as she moves her hands to the sides of her breasts, pushing them and effectively smashing you between them.

and she giggles, fucking giggles, as you sob into her skin.

"can I kiss her?" she asks shyly, looking over her shoulder at eddie.

"you can do whatever the fuck you want to her, robin" he grins.

the next thing you know, her mouth is on yours, her tongue running along yours. you don't even notice her moving, so consumed by her mouth. she drops on your lap, folds warm and wet against your legs as her hand wraps around your neck.

"f-fuck" you cry into her mouth when she squeezes slightly.

and then she's in a daze, hips rocking against your mound and causing you to thrust into the vibe.

you take her tit into your mouth, nearly biting at her nipple and making her moan.

"oh fuck, that's it y/n" she gasps, hands tugging your hairs.

"go on and cum for her, baby." eddie encourages, reaching out and squeezing you knee.

it's euphoria as you let go. cunt clenching and feeling your pulse everywhere. your deaf to your owns screams of pleasure, deaf to both of their praising words. it's just wave after wave of bliss.

when you come to, the wand is clicked off. your head is resting on robins shoulder and her hands are rubbing soothing circles on your back.

"come on, princess. buckley isn't done with you yet." he hums, beginning to untie you.

"your getting payback for that teasing." you threaten, making robin laugh.

"oh yeah, and how is that?" he smirks.

"when is steves next day off?" you smile devilishly up at robin.

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[rxdidz]

readers parents being really strict, but she NEEDS to go to her “best friend” robins bday so she helps her sneak out?

can i call you tonight? 💿˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

a/n : i love this song it’s been stuck in my head for idk how long

synopsis : reader has strict parents that won’t let her go out to her best friends (gf) bday, so she helps her sneak out.

"mom, i need to go to her birthday. i told her i was coming.” you begged. “i don’t like that girl y/n. me and your dad agreed already that we don’t want you out with her.” your mother said from the kitchen.

you took a deep breath and persisted, "i know what you think about her, but she’s my best friend. not being there would make me a bad friend. there’s obviously gonna be no drinking because her parents are gonna be there.”

he sighed. “y/n we said no! what i say in this house goes.” your dad said in a frustrated tone. “dad, please, just listen—" you deserved to go. you had no bad grades, you helped with all the chores and you didn’t complain about anything.

“you’re not leaving this house, y/n! go to your room!" he raised his voice, pointing to the hallway. tears welled up in your eyes before turning away. shutting the door, not slamming it, because you knew that would result in more yelling even tho you really wanted to. you sat on the edge of your bed, a lump in your throat from trying not to cry. you picked up your phone, dialing your girlfriends number.

“hello?” she answered. “hi, it’s me.” you hesitated. “oh! hi! i miss you, when are you coming?” she perked up. you bit your lip, you really hated disappointing her. “.. my dad said no. im so sorry robin. i asked multiple times, i told him there wasn’t gonna be drinking, i cleaned the WHOLE house, i even asked before hand” your voice shook.

it was silent. “rob?”

she played with her telephone cord and smirked.

“wanna sneak out?”

you waited only 10 minutes for robin to pick you up at your window. you got your bag ready, and silently got your shoes on. you were filled with excitement but you had this feeling in the pit of your stomach that it would all go wrong. a muffled tap on your window made you jump, you pulled back the curtain and saw her there, grinning and waving. you smiled, opening the window.

“hi.” you whispered. “heyy.” she smiled, tippy toeing. she broke the silence “so what? are you ready?” she teased. “well duh. happy birthday.” you gave her a kiss before climbing out the window. you were full of anticipation, she grabbed your hand and you both sprinted to steve’s car, giggling.

“hi steve.” you smiled, out of breath. you hopped in the backseat, throwing your bag beside you. “hey.. hey, your parents aren’t gonna kill me if they catch you right?” he asked, looking into the rear view mirror and starting up the car.

“no, they definitely would.” you nodded. it was silent until robin laughed, causing you to laugh.

—

“see, we didn’t get caught.” robin playfully bumped into you. walking down the street, eating your ice cream that you got at the end of the night. you were both tired. steve offered to drive you home but you both wanted to be alone for a while.

“i never said we would!” you laughed, bumping back into her. you were so close to each other, you felt her hand brush yours on accident.

“mmm, you looked worried.” she shrugged. “maybe a little. but you distracted me from it.” you answered, slipping your hand into hers.

getting to your window, she let you use her hand to step up and climb in. you tried to be extremely quiet, taking your shoes and jacket off and then back to paying attention to her. “all good?” she asked. “yes.” you nodded. “i have one more gift for you tho.” you motioned for her to stay, walking to your closet.

“another one? for moi?” she gasped, getting on her tippy toes to try peek. “hey don’t peek.” you giggled, putting your hand to her face.

“okay. close your eyes and put your hands out.” she did as told, you pursed your lips and set the necklace in her hands. “okay open!” she opened them and a smile spread across her face. it was a silver heart.

“a necklace?” she looked up at you. “open it!” once she opened it, it had a little picture of you and her at an arcade, with a heart that had a ‘r + y/n’ in it.

she had to stop herself from jumping up and down with joy. she had the most lovey dovey expression on her face. “i love it. i love you.” she stared up at you and put the necklace on.

“i love you more.”

“can you tippy toe a little more?” you asked. “why?” she furrows her eyebrows. “just c’mon.” you whine.

she did as told and you leaned down a bit, cupping her face in your hands, you met her lips. it was a soft, sweet thing and she found yourself leaning into you more when you pulled away.

letting out a breath, she stopped getting onto her tippy toes and she grabbed your hand. “thank you, for the best birthday ever.”

“thank you for inviting me.” you say, before she kisses your hand goodbye.

[fxllfaiiry]

Now playing... Bad idea by girl in red

Thinking about making out with robin in her suit.

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Just as Robins's shift ended you pulled her towards the back of the store away from all the prying eyes of customers. “Wha- why did you drag me out all of a sudden?” Robin huffed. “You look hot in a suit Robs, plus your shift is over so.” You answered looking at her with lustful eyes. Robin who had a lot to say less than a second ago had suddenly forgotten everything. The way you were looking at her was making her feel all tingly inside. Without another word, Robin crashed her lips against yours making you moan softly into her mouth. Your hands went up to grab her collar tugging on it. Robin continued kissing you with passion, her hands tangled in your hair. She pulled back panting for air and smirked at you. She lightly whispered, “What if I start wearing the suit at home?”

[fandomnerd9602]

Maya Hawke x Reader. Uma Thurman disapproving of their relationship after finding out that Maya's boyfriend is a Milla Jovovich fan and not a Uma Thurman fan

Uma: out!

Maya: Mom!

Y/N: all I said was I like the resident evil movies

Uma: im not in those!

Y/N: I know. But the Kill Bill movies are still my top 10 action films just behind John Wick

Uma: hmm…you can stay

Maya: thank you!

Maya settles next to Y/N and hugs them tightly…

[spiderfunkz]

hii! i was wondering if you could write something about robin buckley choosing reader to go to europe with her for the summer! (maybe a rebel robin au??) ive never seen anyone write anything about it and id think id be cute!

✧.* operation crossaint!

— summary : summer in hawkins is boring. so, how about a trip to europe?

— pairings : robin buckley x fem!reader

— word count : 0,9k

— warnings : fluff, friends to lovers, oblivious reader kinda, messy plot whoops, foul language, kissing mwah mwah, weird time jumps, not proofread, this is set in the summer btw!! robin & reader is 18 here.

a/n : hi there! thank u for the request anon ^_^ i tried fitting some aspects and references from rebel robin because i couldn't really fit in the whole au and storyline of rebel robin because i don't think it'll fit that well, so sorry about that!!

"operation crossaint?" you question as robin nodded. "just hear me out. i want to live outside of hawkins y/n. i want to know whats outside of this shitty town," she explains.

"it's sounds weird i know but, i want to learn and experience things." she continues.

"so like europe?" you ask, "yes! exactly like europe. i want to travel, meet people who live exactly how they want to, i want to see beautiful museums, and walk down old streets!" she rambles.

you nodded listening to everything she says. "and live off of crossaints and cheese?" you laugh — "mhm!" she nodded.

"i told mr hauser about it and, he told me to take someone with me, and he suggested milton or dash but i was thinking-" she paused, "that maybe you could go with me?" she asks, scrunching her nose.

"or don't, i understand that maybe you have something going on or maybe you focusing on othe-"

"i'll go with you." you stated. "but we literally have 0 dollars and, have you asked your parents?" you ask.

"we can work on that! mr hauser said that he could help talk to my parents which automatically means that he could talk to yours so-" she rambles, "all he said is that if i find someone to take with he could help me. and you said yes."

"yeah well of course, i mean spending any time at all with you and in europe? that sounds like an absolute dream." you smiled.

robin's cheeks grew pink as you stated that. europe? with you? together? is she dreaming right now?

"i'll go work things out, i'll see you tomorrow y/n." she waved.

you were so caught up with the conversation you don't realize you were outside your house now as robin skipped away.

—

robin could barely sleep that night, was she really going to spend her time in europe with you?

god, she was so excited to tell mr hauser all about it. she had already started learning languages she thought might be important for the trip, like french or their culture and stuff.

she is so excited to spend time with you, especially outside of hawkins. the walks you could go with her, the food you get to taste together, the memories she could make.

"jesus, get yourself together buckley." robin sighed, her thoughts haunting her as she slowly falls asleep.

—

you sat down the bus, going home from another miserable day at hawkins high. flipping through the pages of your book, you see robin hoping on, almost missing the bus.

she ignores the taunts of some of the older kids before spotting you and sitting next to you.

"dunno whats their problem," you look back at the older teens mocking robin — "their probably failing another year anyways." you stated, voice a bit louder. "i hope they fall off of the bus." she sighed.

it's been a few weeks since robin told you about 'operation crossaint' and you two just got back from thanksgiving break.

"so, how was your break?" you ask. "amazing actually, i got a job, and i think i can finally afford tickets for two people to go to europe!" she smiles.

"really? that's great! i saved up a bit and i think we can manage. plus, you know extra money for gifts and stuff." you added.

robin was so beyond excited that you stuck by her, the last few weeks everything had been going the total opposite for her, yet you were still there for her in every moment.

"i also bought a camera recently, and we could bring that to our trip. you know? for memories and stuff, so they last forever." you say as robin nodded, smiling wider than ever.

—

and here you are now!

the past weeks is the probably the best few weeks ever. europe, with robin, together.

you two finally get to experience the europe dream, going to museums, eating in fancy cafes, going on trips on a boat, and just living a life outside of hawkins.

you've been carrying your camera around everywhere, documenting your summer with your person.

and for robin, the past few weeks was somewhat of an awakening for her. she finally could understand herself with the help from you and everything around her.

she now understands why she's been feeling a certain way around certain people, especially you. like butterflies fluttering in her stomach, and how her heart feels like its going to explode.

and that brings you here, on a random hill surrounded by pretty flowers and bright stars above.

"heres one where we were at the fair, the ferris wheel looked so pretty here." you showed robin the pictures you've been taking along the trip.

"oh! and these are some cats near by the water, remember? the ones i told you. gosh, they're just so cute." you smile.

you didn't notice how quiet robin was, you could feel her smile but she hasn't said anything.

you look up and notice that she wasn't looking at your camera like you had been doing. she was looking at you.

"what? do i have something on my face?" you questioned.

in robin's defense, you're really pretty. cherry stained lips, gorgeous hair that just falls in place so perfectly, and the prettiest eyes.

"it's not nice to stare buckley." you chuckle, "you're too pretty not too." she replied.

the tension grew as the moon shined, perfectly reflecting robin's freckles.

she moved closer to you, the smell of your perfume overwhelming her.

she kissed you.

you kissed her.

robin pulled away, realizing what she just did, what you just did. your cherry stained lips now staining her.

"i'm sorry i should've-" robin got cut off, your lips connected to hers again. "don't apologize robs." you say, tucking her hair.

"i like you, like, like like you." robin stated — "i like like you too." you replied.

[delfiore]

heaven knows i’m miserable now

synopsis: robin buckley x fem!reader

synopsis: you haven’t seen robin since sophomore year when you broke her heart. now, with supernatural forces terrorizing the town, you get a second chance at making amends when you get wrapped up in the fight against vecna.

word count: 2.6k

warnings: homophobia

a/n: robin my smolest tiniest bby :3

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You snuck a glance across the basement of the library, to where she was sitting. The immeasurable distance she put between you two didn’t go unnoticed by you. Instead, she spent her time conversing with Nancy Wheeler, who clearly seemed irritated by her constant rambling. You found it adorable, of course, just as you found anything she did just lovable.

Nancy was the one in charge of this whole operation, breaking away from the rest of the group to look into Victor Creel. When Robin volunteered to accompany her, you thought it only fitting that you should too. You would follow Robin anywhere.

Sadly, you fucked it all up before it even truly began.

She didn’t talk to you at all since you split from the group. She didn’t like to talk to you at all, really.

You took this time to actually look through files and newspaper archives as you were supposed to, to distract yourself from your current, miserable predicament. After all, you still needed to find out what happened to your best friend Chrissy. The gruesome nature of her death was enough to convince you that it couldn't have been the deed of a human.

Meanwhile, Robin was trying her best not to talk Nancy’s ear off. She used to do that with you, but obviously, couldn't and will not anymore.

“Just so you know. I mean Steve’s like, a total dingus, but a fun dingus, you know? We share a lot of laughs, but we’re totally friends. Platonic, with a capital P.”

“Got it.” Nancy grimaced. “Why do you care so much what I think about you and Steve? I mean—Don’t you have your own thing to worry about?”

“W-What do you mean?” Robin stammered.

Nancy didn’t reply, and only pointed her head towards where you were standing at the far side of the room, rummaging through papers.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Robin.” The brunette laughed quietly. “I’ve seen the way she looks at you, and the way you look at her when you think she doesn’t notice. What happened between you two?”

Robin swallowed a lump in her throat. “Nothing. Nothing, okay? Let’s just . . . keep looking.”

“Hey, guys?” You called, eyebrows furrowed. “I think I found something.”

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You broke the surface, and were met with pitch black.

You dove into darkness, and were kicking and kicking, only hoping to find a portal like the rest of the group predicted. You didn’t even know what to expect, all you knew was that you wanted to keep Robin safe, even if it meant diving headfirst into the lake, not knowing what you’d find at the bottom.

The realm they called the Upside Down was nothing short of terrifying. An exact replica of your own, but plagued in darkness, parasitic vines, and demonic bats, all connected to this Vecna.

This was your chance, you thought, on the way to the Wheelers’ house, or at least a version of it in this hellhole.

You jogged to where Robin was walking alongside Nancy. As you thought of something to say, a branch caught on Robin’s foot. Instinctively, you extended your arms and caught her just in time before she face-planted.

“Careful.” You said, smiling softly.

“I’m fine.” Robin grumbled, and pushed herself off of you.

You took that as a warning. No touching it was.

“So,” you breathed out slowly, “I heard you got the highest grade in Hauser’s class last year. I mean, it’s not surprising. You’re you, after all.”

“Thanks.” Robin replied halfheartedly, avoiding your gaze.

“You know, I started reading more after you showed me the books that you liked, and I’m sure Hauser was glad that I did. My English grades were not good.” You chuckled quietly. Silence. “I read Dune. Maybe when all of this blows over, we can talk about it sometimes?”

“Look, I know what you’re trying to do, okay? But it’s not gonna work.” She snapped, stopping in her tracks. “I’m not gonna fall for this again.”

“Robin, I just wanted to—“

“Forget it, just forget it, Y/N.” She kept walking. “Please don’t talk to me anymore.”

Steve and Nancy shared a look.

You only watched as Robin continued her strides, ignoring the pang in your heart.

“Hey,” Steve said softly, “don’t be discouraged. You know Robin isn’t one to admit her feelings right away.”

“She hates me, Steve.” You said, attempting to swallow your tears. “I’ll never get the chance again.”

Up ahead, Robin was kicking the soil under her feet, as she swallowed her frustration. Who did you think you were? She just got so angry at you that she made a scene in front of everyone. Stupid, stupid, stupid . . .

“Hey there, Buckley.”

Robin did a double-take. Ever since this started, she hasn’t talked to Eddie at all, at least not one-on-one. Yet, here he was, stealing glances back at you as he walked beside her.

“Hey, Eddie.” She mumbled.

“Sounded pretty intense back there.”

“It’s fine,” she sighed. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Y/L/N struck a nerve of yours? These popular kids, they really do know how to get under your skin, don’t they? Except . . . Y/N isn't like the other popular kids though, is she?"

Robin furrowed her eyebrows. "What?"

"Did you two fall out? Y/L/N ditched you for the meatheads?"

Robin sighed. Eddie's nosiness felt very familiar, and the fact that he felt so comfortable with her to be this nosy was surprising. Maybe this was what Nancy felt too. "Yeah," she said, "something like that."

"She was ready to dive in headfirst after you."

"Y/N has a weird hero complex. She would dove in for anyone."

"Y/N Y/L/N? Star of the Tigers cheer squad? Hawkins' resident heartbreaker? Nah, I don't think so." Eddie shook his head. “Look, I don’t mean to pry. It’s just . . . kinda weird between you two. With Vecna running around preying on trauma-ridden teenagers, you don’t want to be holding grudges.”

Robin knew he was right. But it wasn’t her that needed to repent, it was you.

She thought about what song would be the one that saves her. Would her friends know her enough to pick one that would rescue her from Vecna’s grasp? Would you know?

“Hey, uh, if I start floating or whatever, anything by Fleetwood Mac would work fine.” She said to the group, half-joking.

“Motley Crüe for me, or Black Sabbath.” Eddie added.

“I—uh, pfft. Guess I’m a goner.” Steve blew raspberry.

“Y/N. Y/N?” You turned to Nancy, who pointed her flashlight at your shoes. “Let’s go.”

You didn’t realize you were staring off into the distance. Why were there grandfather clock chimes in the middle of the woods?

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Dustin, the genius child, connected the dots that led you and the group here, to Eddie’s trailer where Chrissy was killed to return back to the normal world. One by one, you climbed through the portal, the laws of physics completely thrown out the window as you watched Robin, Eddie, then Nancy climb up, and fall onto the mattress.

It was your turn. You jumped onto the makeshift ladder made from Eddie’s bedsheets as Steve held it steady, and pushed yourself up. Up, up, until you felt the force of gravity pull you toward the ground.

But you kept falling and falling and falling, until you landed with a thud on hard concrete. You were on school grounds, in front of the main entrance, where two years ago, you blew your secret.

“Y/N.” A low, gutteral voice sounded.

Blood ran cold along your neck.

You were its next victim.

“Do you blame yourself, Y/N? Heartbreaker. Was the popularity contest worth it?”

“No.” You whispered to yourself, and shook your head frantically.

It wasn’t. It wasn’t worth it when you took up on that bet that Jason made with you.

“C’mon, Y/N. It shouldn’t be that hard, should it? Buckley’s a little band nerd, and a queer.” You remembered Jason’s sneering laughter. “You’re not queer too, are you?”

“You played with someone’s heart to keep your place among the cool kids. Was it worth it, Y/N?”

Robin paid you no mind when you first approach her, almost like she believed herself that someone liked you had no time for someone like her. It took you a while for her to finally ask you out, almost exceeding the three months Jason initially bet on you.

It wasn’t worth it, you knew that, because you started to like it when you press your body against hers, feeling her protective arms wrap around yourself, feeling the softness of her lips brush against your own.

It wasn’t worth it when you said those three words, which was a part of your ploy, except you meant every word, and your heart felt like it would explode hearing her say them back to you.

It wasn’t worth it, at all, because you fell in love with Robin Buckley.

And when you saw the tears streaming down her cheeks with the most pained look of betrayal on her face in the pouring rain, you knew for sure. It was not worth it.

Not one single bit.

“Y/N! Y/N!! FUCK!” Robin shouted. “Shit! Shit! Shit! What do we do?”

“What’s her favorite song?” Nancy yelled back.

“What?”

“Her favorite song, Robin! You’re the only one here that knows her!”

“I—uh . . .” Robin stammered, trying her hardest to calm her racing brain to think.

What was your favorite song? She had spent almost a year and a half trying to forget every little detail about you, after having memorized them every single day. Your favorite song . . . It’s been years. Would it even work?

“U-Uh, Psychedelic Furs! Play Psychedelic Furs!”

“I-I don’t have that!” Dustin stammered, his voice cracking, as he looked through his tapes.

“God damn it! Play—“

She remembered. On a hot July afternoon, in her room, you sat between her legs, head rested against her chest, as you giggled excitedly watching her listen to a song you showed her.

“I didn’t think you’d like this kind of music.”

“Why? Because I’m a cheerleader, I’m not allowed to like The Smiths?” You teased.

“N-No, i-it’s just—“ Robin chuckled. “I’m surprised, that’s all. I guess there’s still a lot I don’t know about you.”

“Well then, you better get to it, Buckley, because I’m a very impatient girl.” You smirked, drawing her closer by the cord of the headphones.

“Don’t mind if I do.” She leaned down to you for a firm kiss.

“‘Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now’, The Smiths!” As soon as the words left her mouth, Dustin sorted through his tapes, and before long he had placed the headphones around your ears and blasted the song.

When you regained consciousness, Robin was all you could see, hear, and touch. You tightened your grip around her, choked sobs in between incessant ‘I’m sorry’s escaped your mouth like a broken record.

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The only time you finally got a moment’s peace was late at night, when everyone became exhausted and fell asleep. Free of their interrogation as to what you saw in your waking nightmare—much of which you lied about, they didn’t need to know the exact details—you wrapped a blanket around yourself and leaned back against the couch in the Wheelers’ basement.

The stillness of the room gave some for your own thoughts to arise. Then it sudden hit you; you almost died, and it would have been a painful death, a torment both on your mental state as well as your physical. You didn’t want to go like that, and looking around the room, you felt so lucky that these people were there to prevent you from dying. You needed better friends, and you could only hope they accept you after all this is over.

A glass of water was placed in front of you on the table, and you turned to look to realize it was Robin. She retracted her hand and sat next to you.

“Thank you.” You croaked, and reached for the glass.

Gulp. The silence was deafening. It was making you nervous.

“Thank you,” you said finally, “for saving me back there.”

“I was just guessing.” Robin shrugged, fumbling with her fingers. “I didn’t think it would work. It’s been . . .”

“Yeah. Been quite a while. But it’s still my favorite song, because . . .” you drew a breath before continuing, “because it made me realize that I was in love with you.”

Robin clenched her jaw. “Y/N . . .”

“Please let me finish, and then after this, you won’t ever have to talk to me again if you don’t want to, I promise.” You said a bit louder, then stopped when you saw Lucas turning in his sleep.

“All my life, I’ve felt this pressure sitting on my chest, like a devil, just holding my head underwater. Everyone just had these expectations they held of me, and I was scared of what would happen if I failed them. And then . . .”you laughed quietly, “then you came along, and you treated me like I wasn’t Y/N Y/L/N, like I was just a normal, stinking girl you liked to hang out with.

“I can’t change my past actions, and I know I hurt you. Believe me, I know.”You whispered, wiping tears away. “But I will not give up on you because our relationship is the most meaningful thing I’ve had in my 18 years of life, even if it was based on a lie.”

You brought your hands to your face. The cries that clawed at your throat escaped in choked sobs through the gaps of your fingers.

Robin sat there dumbfounded. All this time she thought she was just one of your toys, that she gave you her heart and you would mercilessly stomp on it and toss it away to find a new one to torment. She was at her lowest when she learned that you only went out with her because of a bet you made with the popular kids, and it made her feel stupid and small. But she also loved you fiercely—as fiercely as her naive, little 16-year-old self could have loved—and it pained her to admit that she would have done anything for you.

Robin grasped your hands slowly, setting them down on your lap, before bringing up her own to gently wipe away the tears that have wet your cheeks.

“You’re still pretty even when you cry.” She mumbled to herself, but she was sure you heard.

“You wanna come over to mine next weekend and watch Dune? You said you read the book.” She asked. “If we’re not all dead, I mean.”

The look of surprise and bewilderment on your face was so adorable, she only wanted to kiss you. “I want to go slow. I still have a lot of unresolved angst and heartbreak that shaped my late teen years from you.”

“Y-Yeah. I mean, yes.” You said, and sniffled, a smile cracked on your lips. “I’ll come over.”

She nodded, still fumbling with her fingers. Then in one quick motion, swiped across your face with a quick kiss.

You sunk back into the couch with a lovesick grin, heat crawling up your neck.

On the other side of the table, Steve lay facing away, but he was grinning like an idiot.

“Steve, you can drop the act now. We know you’re not asleep.”

[geekfanficwriter]

I Want You to Want Me- Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ever since Robin came out to you, you haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. Words: 2.9k Warnings: SMUT 18+ (Minor dni), oral (f! recieving), fingering, slight dom! reader, language, mentions of homophobia

Author’s Note: I should probably be working on my Eddie fic but I had this idea and had to write it.

Ever since Robin had come out to you, you couldn’t stop thinking about her. It had been after being drugged by the Russians. Steve had confessed her feelings for her and she had told him that she liked girls, all while you had sat there in silence. You should’ve said something there and then. About however since you had started working at Scoops Ahoy you had thought she was the most beautiful girl you’d ever seen. About how the sailor uniform that would look ridiculous on anyway else looked so hot on her. Even if you could’ve told her that you also liked girls without admitting your feelings. But instead, you kept quiet, not even the drugs in your system making you admit your biggest secret. Now the two of you, alongside Steve, worked at the Family Video store and you spent every single shift trying to not stare too much at her. Your feelings for her were a million times stronger than they had been previously knowing that she also liked girls. You wanted to say something and it got harder to keep quiet every day but you couldn’t. She thought you liked boys and even if she knew you didn’t even know if she would like you. It was best if you kept quiet about your feelings. ‘Well, that was hilarious to watch.’ You laughed as another girl walked out of the store after rejecting Steve. ‘What’s that? The fifth this week?’ Robin laughed along with you. ‘Yeah, and it’s only Tuesday.’ You grabbed a couple of videos and walked over to the shelves, placing them out. ‘I don’t know why you two are laughing. You’re both even more hopeless than me. Besides, I have a date this evening.’ ‘Okay, first of all, we’re meant to be having a movie night at mine this evening. Second of all, why are you hitting on girls if you have a date?’ You spoke, jumping up to sit on the counter. ‘Keeping my options open and I’m afraid the two of you will have to spend time together without me.’ You were freaking out. You hadn’t been alone with Robin before, well not since you had found out she liked girls. ‘Oh, okay.’ Your voice came out higher than normal. ‘I don’t have to come over Y/N. I can reschedule if you want Steve there.’ God, if Robin could tell that you were freaked out with her ability to pick up on social cues then it must be obvious. ‘No, no it’s good.’ You nearly ran when you heard the door open and a customer came but Steve beat you, helping the customer first. ‘Are you sure you’re okay with hanging out alone with me?’ Robin asked. ‘Yeah, honestly, it’s totally cool.’ ‘You sure cause ever since the thing with the Russians you’ve been distant with me and I understand why. It’s uncomfortable for you to be around someone who likes girls. But I promise I won’t-‘ ‘Robin, no I promise that’s not it.’ You hated the idea that Robin thought you hated her for being gay. That was worse than anything else. You’d rather her know the truth than think you were disgusted by her. ‘Are you sure? Because you just seemed really freaked out by me.’ ‘Robin, I’m not. I really promise that I would never be grossed out by you.’ You jumped off the counter and placed your hand on her arm. ‘Look, we can discuss this at mine later. I’ll let you pick the movie, we can even watch one of those artsy foreign films you like. And I’ll pay for snacks.’ ‘Yeah. That sounds good.’

You left 10 minutes before your shift ended to go get snacks for you and Robin. You grabbed a bunch of different stuff, making sure to grab both your's and Robin’s favourite snacks. You walked back over to Family Video as Robin and Steve were locking up. ‘I got all the good snacks. So what film did you pick?’ You asked walking over, holding up the grocery bag. ‘Suspiria. I figured I’d pick something we’d both like.’ ‘A mix of artsy and horror. Perfect.’ It was true that it was perfect for the two of you. You loved horror films whereas Robin loved arthouse cinema and you felt like any film that combined the two was practically made for the two of you. It was just an added plus that Suspiria was one of your favourite films. You walked over to your car which was parked next to Steve’s and opened the passenger door for Robin. ‘See you tomorrow, Steve. Don’t completely fuck up your date.’ Robin said climbing into the car. ‘Yeah, I won’t. Have fun you two.’

The car journey was completely silent, both you and Robin thinking about the conversation that the two of you were going to have. Should you tell her the full truth? Or would it just be easier to tell her that you also liked girls and leave it at that? Then again that wouldn’t explain why were avoiding her. Maybe you could just avoid the conversation altogether and watch the film and pretend like everything was okay. You pulled up in front of your house and jumped out of the car, grabbing the grocery bag from the back seat. You unlocked the door and walked inside, holding the door open for Robin. ‘My parents are out for the night so we can use the TV in the lounge.’ You walked through to the lounge and indicated for Robin to sit on the couch while you put the film in the VHS player. ‘Y/N.’ Robin said, the tone of her voice apprehensive. ‘Yeah.’ You turned around from the TV to look at her. She had taken off her jacket and work tie and she looked absolutely beautiful, perched on your couch with her legs crossed. ‘You said you were going to tell me what’s going on. And I just want to know what’s going on. I felt like we were becoming close friends and then you suddenly started acting weird. And you say it’s not because I’m gay but I can’t think of any other reason you’d be acting this way.’ Robin was rambling now and you felt guilty that you had caused her this much distress. You stood up and walked over to her. You sat next to her and took her hands into your own. ‘Robin. I’m sorry that I’ve been avoiding you. It’s nothing to do with you, I’ve just had a lot on my mind and it’s been throwing me through a loop. I just- I guess I.’ You sighed and let go of Robin’s hands, turning around so you weren’t facing her. ‘What are you doing?’ Robin asked, laughing slightly. ‘I just can’t look at you while I say this.’ You took a deep breath and started to speak. ‘The reason I’ve been acting weird since we were drugged is because of what you said, but it’s not because I think it’s disgusting. It’s because I’m the same. I also like girls and I’ve never told anyone because I was afraid, I am afraid. But that’s not the only reason I acted weird around you. It was because I don’t just like girls, I like one specific girl. She’s so smart, like incredibly smart. And she’s funny and she likes these movies that make no sense but I would watch them a million times just to spend time with her. And she’s so beautiful even in that stupid sailor’s uniform that she had to wear. Ever since the first time I saw her in it I wanted to kiss her and be with her but I didn’t think it would ever happen.’ You stopped speaking, still not turning round to look at her. You just stared ahead at the wall until you felt a hand on your shoulder. ‘Y/N, can you look at me?’ You turned around and faced Robin who had tears in her eyes. ‘Robin, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. I didn’t mean to make you cry.’ You panicked, you thought maybe she might reject you but you didn’t think she’d cry. ‘Y/N, I’m crying cause I’m happy. I thought you were avoiding me because you hated me and I didn’t want you hating me because I like you. A lot.’ ‘You like me?’ You smiled. You couldn’t believe that Robin actually liked you. ‘Yeah. I mean you’re cool and funny and you listen to amazing music. Not to mention how beautiful you are, your hair, your eyes.’ You couldn’t take it anymore. Robin was so close to you and she looked so perfect so you leant over and kissed her. You felt her kiss back and butterflies erupted in your stomach at how soft her lips were. She wrapped her hands around your neck pulling you on top of her as she lay flat on the couch. You slid your hand under her shirt leaving it on the smooth skin of her hip. You pulled away from her slightly, moving your lips to her neck and leaving small kisses all over. ‘That tickles.’ She laughed her voice coming out raspy. ‘Sorry, you’re just so beautiful.’ You said kissing her lightly on the mouth. You moved your hands up to her shirt. ‘Is this alright?’ She nodded slightly and you started unbuttoning her shirt. You leaned down, kissing her, sliding your tongue into her mouth as you continued to undo the buttons on her shirt. Once you reached the last button you moved your hands back up to her breasts, squeezing them through her bra. You felt her hands move down and grab your ass. You moved your hips, grinding slightly on the leg that was between yours, the friction causing you to moan. Robin moved her hands up, pulling your shirt up. You disconnected your lips for a moment as she pulled your shirt over your head. You reached your hands back and undid your bra throwing it on the floor. ‘Wow.’ She said looking down at your bare breasts. You felt yourself blush under her gaze and moved your head down to kiss in between her breasts. You heard her lightly moan as you moved your mouth over, kissing all around where her bra sat. You pushed your leg up, moving it against her clothed pussy. The movement caused some relief for you as your own cunt ground against her leg. You pulled the cup of her bra down and moved your mouth to her nipple, flicking it with your tongue before taking it into your mouth. Robin’s moans spurred you on, the sound making you want to keep pleasuring her. ‘You sound so perfect, baby’ You removed your mouth from her breast and kissed her stomach resting your head there while you undid her jeans. ‘Lift up your hips.’ She did as you asked and you pulled down both her trousers and underwear leaving her completely bare in front of you. You moved your hand down, kissing her stomach again and you run your hand over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. ‘Is this all for me?’ You asked, moving your fingers up to your mouth, tasting Robin on them. ‘Yes.’ She let out a breathy moan, watching you as you sucked on your fingers. You moved your head back up, leaning down to kiss Robin, her juices still on your tongue. Your hand snaked down her stomach, moving to rub her clit. She let out a loud moan against your mouth causing you to smile and you moved your hand in circles. You felt her moving her hips against your hand, begging for more. ‘Tell me what you want, baby.’ You mumbled against her lips, continuing to move your fingers. ‘Y/N.’ She moaned, her head leaning back against the pillow being you. You moved your lips down to her exposed neck, biting down lightly, before sucking gently. You stop moving your hand, leaving it completely still against her. ‘I’m not going to continue if you don’t tell me what you want.’ She groaned slightly, her hips rubbing against your hand. ‘I want your fingers.’ She moaned out. ‘Where do you want them, Robin?’ You moved your hand that wasn’t on her pussy to her breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple. ‘Inside me, please.’ She begged you and you obliged, slipping one finger inside her causing her to moan loudly. You moved your finger in and out adding another one as you felt her walls clench around you. You curled your fingers inside her as you continued to move them. ‘I love the feeling of your pussy, babe.’ You told her, gaining a moan in response. You moved your thumb up to play with clit, flicking it lightly as your finger continued to move in and out of her. You pushed yourself against her leg, needing some release of your own. Watching Robin underneath you, her head thrown back, her mouth open in pleasure, it was better than anything you’d ever seen. She was absolutely perfect. You continued to kiss all over her neck and breasts as you felt her hands dig into your thighs, gripping the fabric of your jeans. You could tell she was close as you kept moving your hand at a steady pace. ‘Are you going to cum for me, baby?’ You asked her. She nodded and you moved her lips to hers kissing her furiously. You felt her legs shake slightly under you as she clenched around your fingers. She threw her head back in a loud moan and came all over your hand. You slowed your pace down, still moving your hand as she came down from her orgasm. You pulled your fingers out of her as she shook beneath you breathing heavily. You moved your fingers into your mouth, tasting her properly this time, moaning at the taste on your tongue. ‘That was amazing.’ She whispered, pulling you down to her and kissing you. ‘Sit up.’ She told you. You followed her instructions, sitting up on the couch. She pulled herself out from underneath you, kneeling in front of you on the floor. ‘What are you doing?’ You asked looking down at her. ‘Repaying the favour.’ She grabbed your legs and pulled you towards the edge of the couch. She kissed your thighs lightly, undoing your jeans as she moved her head up. She gripped the edge of your jeans and you lifted your hips up slightly as she pulled them down, leaving you in just your underwear. She kissed you lightly on your cunt through your underwear causing you to moan at the feeling. You could feel how wet you were and all you wanted was for her to touch you more. She placed some more kisses on you through your underwear before sucking slightly, taking your underwear into your mouth. ‘Fuck. Robin please.’ You breathed, wanting more. She grabbed your underwear, pulling them down, not giving you a chance to think before she licked all the way up your pussy. You groaned, moving your hands down to her hair. You lifted your legs up and placed them on her shoulders. She kept licking at you before moving her mouth to suck on your clit. The sensation caused your eyes to roll back in your head. She knew exactly what to do to make you feel good. You felt one of her hands which was on your leg move towards your cunt, two of her fingers pushing inside you. You let out a loud moan, the feeling of her sucking on your clit while her fingers were inside her was too much. You pulled even harder on Robin’s hair as you felt the feeling of your orgasm building inside you. ‘Robin.’ You moaned, tugging at her hair. She moved her fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, while her mouth sucked on your clit. You moved one of the hands that were in her hair to the hand that wasn’t inside you intertwining your fingers. You felt your orgasm wash over you, gripping her hand tightly and screaming her name. Your chest moved up and down as you took deep breaths, still not letting go of Robin’s hand. She pressed light kisses to your thighs as she removed her hand from you. She pulled herself up off the floor, lying down on the couch. You moved on top of her, resting your head on her breasts. You interlaced your fingers with hers as you felt her other hand start to play with your hair. You felt yourself getting sleepy as you cuddled up against her and fought to keep your eyes open. ‘As cute as you look right now. I don’t think your parents would appreciate coming home to find you naked on the couch with a girl.’ Robin mumbled. ‘Not my fault you’re so comfortable.’ You mumbled with your eyes still closed, not wanting to move. ‘Babe, you have to get up. We can cuddle once we’re dressed.’ ‘Fine. You whined, but I’m holding to that.’ You sat up stretching out. ‘On one condition though.’ ‘And what is that?’ She said gathering her clothes up off the floor. ‘You agree to be my girlfriend.’ You smiled at her. ‘I think I can live that.’ Robin said leaning over to kiss you.

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pairing: robin buckley x reader

summary: after you get hurt, robin takes you to the back room to patch you up. however, a few confessions are involved

warnings: none but fluff and the occasional swear word

word count: 1.7k

a/n: this takes place in s4 but there are no spoilers

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One thing about robin was that she is totally and undeniably in love with you and she hated it.

She hated watching others come up to you asking you out when all she could do is sit at the sidelines and pray that you’d turn them down.

Having originally lived in England, you were new to Hawkins. However, you had made friends instantly and it was like you were there from the start.

Robin was hooked on you since the first time she saw you step into her class. You sat in front of her in Chemistry and she wouldn’t be able to take her eyes off of you.

It was only when you two were partnered up for an assignment was when she had realised she was in deep.

The way your eyes would light up as you smiled and how perfect your laugh sounded and as cliche as it sounds it was like music to Robins ears.

What Robin didn’t expect was for you to become friends with Steve ’The Hair’ Harrington seeing as he was a senior and a complete douche.

She continued to stare at you in class and watch as you conversed with Steve, her stomach bubbling with jealousy.

Robin always held onto the hope of you liking her some day but deep down she always knew that it would never happen and that the closest she could be to you is by being your friend. Oh how she was wrong.

You were currently laying on the counter in Family Video where Steve and Robin worked. It was a normal Saturday except there were less customers than normal.

“God! Where is everybody?” Steve complained as he leaned against the counter beside you.

“Probably asleep.” You said.

“Its 2 in the afternoon.” Robin deadpanned as she moved around the store placing movies on the shelves.

“Exactly.” You replied with a smile.

“There has to be something we can do.” Steve suggested.

“We’re in a store. What could we possibly do?”

“I don’t know I was kinda hoping you knew something for us to do.”

“You’re out of luck there Harrington.” You said as you patted him on the head.

“Hey! My hair!”

“Oh I’m terribly sorry your highness. I forgot your hair was your best feature.” You snickered as you sat up.

“No its not.”

“Alright, what else have you got in your locker then?”

“My amazing personality.”

“Definitely not.” Robin chucked as she walked passed again.

“Okay! I don’t need you two ganging up on me.” Steve huffed.

“Sorry, we forgot you’re a vulnerable person.”

“I’m not.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” You smiled as you hopped off the counter and walked towards Robin.

“Hey y/n.”

“What you doing Buckley?”

“My job.” Robin said and looked at Steve making him put his hands up in surrender before picking up some movies himself and actually doing some work.

“Seems fun.”

“It sure is.” Robin replied sarcastically.

“I’ll help.” You said as you held your hand out.

“No need, I’m nearly done anyway.”

“Come on Buckley, I need to do something or else I’m going to die from boredom.”

“Alright.” Robin chuckled before handing you some movies. As you took them from her hand Robin felt your fingers graze against hers which made her face turn a little red at the contact.

“Where do these go?”

“Just over there by Steve.”

“Yes boss.” You joked before walking over to Steve, placing the movies on the shelf.

You weren’t paying much attention and you had managed to get into a little fight with Steve seeing who can push the other without falling.

What you didn’t realise was that you had increasingly got closer to a shelf and with an extra hard shove from Steve you had managed to fall into it.

A little squeal had escaped from your mouth as you went tumbling into the shelf and all of the movies had fallen on and around you.

This had caught the attention or Robin and before she knew it she had dropped her movies and ran over to see if you were alright.

“Ow.” You groaned as you sat up.

“Oh shit! Sorry y/n.” Steve apologised as he rushed over to you and helped you up.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.” You smiled as you began to pick the movies up.

“What are you doing?” Robin questioned as she watched you.

“Picking up the movies?” You answered.

“No, no, Steve will pick the movies up and I’ll take you to clean up that cut on your forehead.”

“Huh?” You hadn’t even realised you had hurt yourself until you placed a hand on your head and felt a shooting pain. “How the hell?”

“Come on.” Robin said softly as she pulled you into the back room.

Robin pulled out a chair for you to sit on as she rummaged around for the first aid kit. She let out a little triumphant ‘yes’ once she had found it before making her way over to you.

“You gonna patch me up Doctor Buckley?” You chuckled as you watched Robin go through the first aid kit.

“Shush.” Robin smiled finally finding what she was looking for.

Gently, Robin placed her hand underneath your chin making you look up at her so she could have better access to the cut.

“Tell me if it hurts.” Robin said so quietly it almost came out as a whisper.

She used a wipe and dabbed the cut cautiously as if she would hurt you any more. You being you decided to milk it and let out a loud ‘ow’ causing Robin to jump back away from you.

You let out a laugh after seeing her reaction making Robin look back at you with a very unimpressed face.

“I’m sorry.” You said as your laughter died down. “You just looked so concentrated.”

“You’re hilarious.” Robin said sarcastically as she went back to cleaning your cut but her little smile didn’t go unnoticed by you.

After Robin finished wiping your cut she went back to the first aid box to find a plaster.

“What size do you want?” Robin asked. “Small, medium or big?”

“I don’t mind, you choose.”

Robin walked back over towards you with a medium sized plaster in her hand and she held your head in her hand again.

Again, you being you decided to mess around and started to wiggle your head so it was borderline impossible to place a plaster on your head.

“Come on, y/n. You’re not making this easy for me.”

“Thats the point, Buckley.”

What you didn’t expect was for her to sit in your lap and tilt your head down so you were looking directly into her eyes.

Robin placed the plaster over your cut but still stayed on your lap. Your hands found them selves resting on her hips so she didn’t fall off.

There was a beat of silence between you two but you both didn’t mind it, in fact you relished in it.

“You’re blushing.” You whispered as you looked between Robins eyes and lips. “Its cute.”

“Can I tell you something?” Robin whispered. “You have to promise me that you won’t judge me.”

“Of course, whatever it is you're trying to tell me, I would never judge you. You’re my friend.”

“I know we're friends. i just... wish we were more than that.”

“As in you have feelings for me… Romantically?”

“I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.” Robin muttered as she tried to get off your lap however you tightened your grip keeping her there.

“Look at me.” You said softly. “Robin, look at me.”

She didn’t listen to you and she kept her gaze on her fingers on her lap, in between the both of you. You moved your right hand from her waist and used it to tilt Robins head up to make her look at you.

Tears were swimming in her eyes and she let out a chuckle as she couldn’t believe how foolish she was.

“You’re too cute Buckley.” You said before you pressed your lips against hers. The sudden impact had stunned Robin, her breath catching in her throat.

Her eyes were blown wide and she didn’t know what to do with herself. Her brain started to register what was going on and she finally kissed you back, wrapping her hands around your shoulders.

Unfortunately for the both of you, you had to separate from the kiss. You leaned your foreheads against each other, not wanting this moment to end.

Slowly, you opened your eyes and gradually pulled away from Robin.

“You kissed me.” Robin whispered breathlessly.

“And you didn’t stop me.”

“Wha- I thought?”

“I like you, Buckley. I really, really like you.”

“Did you hit your head too hard?”

“Maybe a little.” You smiled.

You cupped her flushed cheek and brushed your thumb over her cheekbone. Due to the closeness of the two of you, both your faces barely an inch away from each other, you could see every intricate detail on her face.

You admired her for a little while before you dived back in for a second kiss which had you both smiling into.

You ended the kiss, feeling your lungs begging for some air gaining a soft wine of protest from Robin. The two of you looked into each others eyes just enjoying the moment you were in before you spoke up.

“Can I take you to a drive in or a diner sometime next week?”

“Are you asking me out?” Robin chuckled softly.

“Well, yeah. Only if you want to.”

“Seeing as we just kissed I thought you’d take that as a yes.” Robin smiled. “Only thing is that I’ve never really been on a date before.”

“Well, I’ll make it the best one ever.”

“You’re actually my first kiss- oh wow, I’m over sharing.”

“No, no, its cute.” You smirked. “I like seeing you all flustered.”

“Of course you do.” Robin said before she was pulled into another kiss and you two stayed like that until Steve called out for you two asking if you were alright.

“I guess we have to go back out.” You said and Robin got off your lap, putting away the first aid kit and walking towards the door.

Robin pulled you into a little kiss before she opened the door to see Steve with his hands on his hips still looking at the pile of fallen movies.

“Have you done anything whilst we were in there?” You asked as you walked over to him.

“Yeah. I got a girls number.” Steve replied.

“Of course you did.”

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failed valentines attempt - robin buckley x reader

contains: robin & reader in an established relationship, angst with happy ending!

summary: excited to spend your first valentine’s day with your girlfriend robin, you can’t help but feel hurt when you find out she’s ditching you for a certain someone.

word count: 3.7k 

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waking up on the morning of february 14th 1986, you couldn’t fight off the overwhelming feelings of both excitement and nervousness when you remembered what day it was, and the plans you had made for them. you were finally in a relationship on the one day that being in one was celebrated, you no longer had to wander down aisles at the store that were overly decorated in the colour pink, with heart shaped boxes of candy and teddy bears stocked in full on the shelves, wishing you not only had someone to buy you them, but to be able to actually buy them for someone else. that day had finally come.

you had been dating robin for almost four months now, after silently pining after her for longer than you could remember. you were certain you had fallen head over heels the second you met her, the way her gorgeous blue eyes connected with yours and her perfect, plump lips curved up into a welcoming smile as your boss introduced you to her as the newest employee at scoops ahoy. that day had felt like years ago now, though realistically it had been barely two. you bonded straight away, getting to know each other as you endured your first shift at the ice cream parlour with her alone. you had expected it to be quiet, maybe even awkward as the clock ticked by slowly but to your surprise, and delight, robin spoke with you as if she’d known you her whole life. the two of you spoke about anything and everything: her favourite movies, the weather, the ‘dingus’ known as steve that would be working tomorrow who, according to robin, would definitely attempt to flirt with you, what she dreamt about last night, the list went on. before you knew it, six hours had flown by and you were leaving with only one thought in mind ... robin buckley.

and now here the two of you were, in an official relationship and yet again working together in a whole new store with the boy who had become a great friend to both of you, spending summer trapped in a secret russian lair under the mall had a way of bonding people. steve was actually the one who brought the two of you together, sick of spending every shift listening to both of you talk about how much you liked the other, he actually couldn’t believe that neither of you had picked up on the fact that the feelings you held for each other were mutual. he had never seen two people more in love. so one day, he took it upon himself to trick robin into talking about you which wasn’t hard, as soon as you were out of earshot she was soon rambling on about how cute you looked in the uniform, ‘how come she can pull off everything? like, how is that actually possible?’ she had scoffed, and whilst she was distracted with the thought of you, with a mischievous smirk steve had caught your attention and gestured for you to come over, acting as if he needed help with something but as you approached, your heart wildly pounded in your chest as you caught the midst of robin’s ramblings.

“i mean, even at scoops steve! she even managed to pull off that stupid sailor uniform we had to wear, and not even you, steve ‘the hair’ harrington made that outfit look good! you know? (y/n), she’s just so naturally beautiful and she doesn’t even try. it’s unfair how she makes me feel so nervous and giggly like a little kid, without even realising it- wait, are you even listening? what are you staring at?”

she followed his line of sight, her mouth falling agape and her eyes widening at the sight of you stood only a few feet away from her, clearly having heard every stupid word that had just come out of her stupid mouth. shit.

“i’ll leave you two to talk.” steve broke the tense silence, now smug with pride at how his plan had worked and you had walked straight into his robin shaped trap. if she wasn’t so terrified about what was going to happen next, she would’ve given him a quick punch to the shoulder, she was making a mental note to not forget to do it later.

you took slow steps towards robin who was still frozen, not completely processing what had just happened, that the crush that had kept her up at night had now just been exposed to the person responsible for her sleepless nights. the fact that you’d hadn’t run, or looked angry was a good sign she guessed, or she hoped.

“hey.” you whispered, not sure what else you should say.

she stood straight, scratching the back of her neck with an awkward laugh. “uh, hey .. i thought you were in the romance section?”

you nodded, “i was, but steve wanted me to come over. thought he needed something, clearly not.”

yep. she was definitely punching him later.

“maybe if he put this much effort into his own love life, he wouldn’t be pining after half of hawkins.” robin muttered, more to herself than you but it caused you to giggle at the playful dig at your friend which in return caused her to laugh too, the tension surrounding the two of you quickly dissolving.

“um, if it means anything .. i think you pulled off that horrendous, striped sailor uniform better than i did.”

the freckled teen couldn’t fight off the warm blush that quickly showed on her face, her brain short circuited and she stuttered out a response to the flirtatious comment. “w-wow, uh, i mean, thank you, uh- i mean as long as i didn’t look as ridiculous as i felt, i have to count that as a win don’t i?”

you smiled remembering the exchange, how nervous she was during it, especially when she asked you out on a date at the end of it. and that was the begging of your amazing relationship, one that you thanked your lucky stars for each and everyday, you still couldn’t completely comprehend that she was your girlfriend who loved you. and now here you were, waking up with a whole day of fun stuff planned that included a romantic picnic date and a stack of incredibly cheesy gifts to give to her at the end of it.

you pulled up outside of robin’s house, taking a peek over your shoulder to double check that the gifts you had bought were neatly hidden underneath the blue blanket that you’d be using later to sit on. when you were satisfied that you couldn’t see them peaking out anywhere, you unbuckled your seatbelt and jumped out of your car, practically skipping your way to the front door attached to your girlfriends house. with a few knocks, you waited patiently and smoothed your hands over the dress that you had chosen for the day. despite it being february, the sun was actually shining bright so there was no need for a thick layered outfit, perfect weather for a picnic.

the door in front of you opened with a quick whoosh of air that sent your hair flying behind your shoulder, a few strands tickling your now exposed neck but you were barely phased by it when your eyes landed on your girlfriend who had clearly put in some effort for today which was made obvious by the makeup that enhanced her features and the ironed clothes, something you had only ever seen her care about once or twice. not to say that robin wasn’t someone who cared about her appearance, she always made sure to look presentable she just didn’t feel the need to put in as much time as some people in hawkin’s did but honestly, she somehow always seemed to look better than they did anyways. or maybe you were just biased.

her hair had been straightened, the blonde strands framing her face perfectly and you wondered how long it would be before she messed it all up with the amount of times she was bound to run her fingers through it. her makeup consisted of mascara, eyeliner, what looked like a very lightly applied blush and some chapstick, minimal just as robin liked it. and lastly, her outfit consisted of a black shirt that had s little bit of white detailing, paired with blue jeans and her usual scruffy converse.

“hey gorgeous, see something you like?” the teasing comment put a stop to you checking out robin, who had a playful smirk, amused she had caught you.

“nothing i haven’t seen before, sailor.” you winked, which earned you a scoff and a gentle shove at the mention of the nickname you had gifted her with a week after you’d began working at scoops.

“stop being such a dork.” she grumbled, though the amusement was still bright in her eyes. “if i had known this is what valentine’s day did to you i would’ve taken a week or two to prepare myself.”

you laughed at that, leaning forward on your toes slightly so you could grasp her hand in yours, intertwining your fingers as you nodded in the direction of your car. “come on! i have so much planned, you’re gonna love it.” you practically whined, eager to get started.

“just give me a sec, need to get my bag.” she smiled, giving your hand a squeeze before she pulled you into her house, so you were now stood by the welcome mat as she jogged further into the house to get her bag.

you waited patiently, expecting the whole ordeal to only take up a few seconds but then, the familiar sound of her house phone echoed throughout her home and you knew you’d have to wait a little longer. no biggie, whoever it was probably wanted her mom and it’d only take a few more seconds for robin to let the other person know she wasn’t home, promising to let her know that they had called when she next saw her.

oh, how wrong you were.

it was a minute or two later when robin came rushing back to where had left you, with a troubled look now taken over her before playful smile. the change in demeanour instantly had your brows furrowing in concern, what had happened?

“hey, is everything okay?”

she shook her head, “no! it’s vickie, her stupid boyfriend just broke up with her, today of all days! she wants me to come over and give her a shoulder to cry on, you don’t mind do you? i promise it won’t take too long.”

you stood silent for a moment, a little stunned at the newfound information. now you didn’t want to sound completely heartless, but seriously? robin had to go over right now? did vickie not have any other friends, preferably single ones? you felt for her, you really did, being dumped was hard enough to deal with without it happening on a day like today, but that didn’t mean she had to take robin from you. especially given the history of robin having a crush on the girl before the two of you got together.

but with robin looking at you with those blue eyes of hers, desperation shining clear as day, you didn’t have the heart to tell her no or start any argument with her about it.

so with a slow nod, you gave her the permission she was waiting for. “okay, but please don’t take too long. i really wanna enjoy today with you.”

she grinned and brought you into a tight hug, her arms wrapping securely around your shoulders as your head rested on her chest. “i swear i’ll be back in an hour, maybe even before that. i just need to cheer up, give her a few words of encouragement. ‘you’re better off without him, he’s not worth your tears’, the usual.”

you huffed a laugh, slowly pulling back from her embrace so you could give her a short and sweet kiss on the lips, “you’re a good friend rob.”

she smiled at that, her hands moving to caress your face on either side. she leaned in and brushed her nose against yours, her lips just hovering over your own. “i love you.” with that said, she leaned in and pressed another kiss to your waiting lips, this one a little deeper than the last one, her lips moulded against yours perfectly and you wanted nothing more than to stand there and enjoy it for hours, but you wanted her to get back so you could get on with your day.

so reluctantly you pulled away, smiling at the pout on her face. “i love you too, now go. you’ve got fifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds left.”

she rolled her eyes affectionately, quick to give you one last peck to your cheek before she hurried off with a wave and a promise not to be long. you watched her from your spot at her front door, as she clumsily jumped onto her bike and began peddling down the street, only retreating into the house once she was out of sight.

you entered her living room, deciding to sit on her couch and watch whatever was on the television until she returned.

-

it had taken you three hours to admit defeat and drive home, with your heart weighing heavy in your chest and your eyes stinging with tears everytime you caught sight of the unopened gifts in the backseat of your car. you had high hopes that your girlfriend wasn’t going to let you down, and that within the hour she would’ve been back with you, rambling on about what she had said to vickie and how much of a dick her now ex-boyfriend is, but you hadn’t even received as little as a phone call from her to let you know she’d be a little longer than expected.

you had made it home and ignored the wondering glances from your family, as they watched you run up the stairs to avoid them seeing the tears that were now starting to fall down your cheeks. the safety of your bedroom broke down the barrier you had held up all the way home, allowing you to cry into your pillow at your failed attempt at making the day memorable.

maybe you were being dramatic, over emotional even, which was a term you hated using. but you had been looking forward to today since you’d entered february with robin still by your side with no hints of disappearing anytime soon. you had been planning it for a long time, wanting your first (and robin’s first) valentine’s day to be memorable, something you could look back on for years to come and smile about together, as you admired the gifts you had bought for one another. but now you were left with only sour memories, a day you had spent alone, waiting for your girlfriend to remember you existed and were waiting for her, only she never did and you couldn’t help but wonder if she cared more for vickie than she did for you.

why else would she still be with her?

you couldn’t be that mad at her, this was the first time she had done something like this and knowing robin she probably just lost track of time and hadn’t realised she’d been there hours now. but it still hurt, a lot. especially when the sky outside darkened, and the clock displayed the time in big red letters: 6:52pm ... and still no sign of robin. she’d officially been at vickie’s house nearing eight hours now, and still hadn’t bothered to even call. she obviously hadn’t returned home yet, if she had she would’ve noticed you weren’t there and came over to check on you.

you almost wondered if something bad had happened to her, why else would she still be gone without letting you know anything? but then, just before your mind began to spiral and imagine every worse case scenario it could make up, your mother interrupted your train of thought.

“(y/n)! there’s someone at the door for you!”

you jumped out of bed, your fluffy sock clad feet softening your footsteps as you approached the steps and began walking down them. you had changed into your pyjamas and cleaned your face free of any makeup when you finally stopped crying over the mess that today was, finally accepting that robin was not coming to see you anytime soon. but now she was here, at your door with a face that reeked of guilt and sympathy when she caught sight of your attire.

you took a step outside, ignoring the chills running through your body at the drop in temperature, deciding to focus on the no doubt awkward conversation you were about to have instead, hopefully your family were not eavesdropping.

“oh my god (y/n) baby, i don’t even know where to start! i’m so sorry, i’m such an idiot i swear i kept trying to leave- well i was going to tell her i had somewhere to go but everytime i was about to bring it up she kept getting really upset all over again! she just wouldn’t stop crying and i didn’t want to leave her like that, you know? it felt mean, and selfish and i just- sorry i’m rambling again aren’t i? i’m just really sorry, i just don’t want you to be mad at me.”

you watched her as she spoke, and you knew the words were genuine, you didn’t doubt that for a second. the moon did a good job at reflecting off her glossy eyes, a clear sign she was about to let a few tears fall. and when she spoke, her voice was a little raspier than usual, and it trembled at certain points, another sign the poor girl was seconds away from crying. all she waiting for was your response.

you sighed, crossing your arms over your chest and lowering your gaze to the pavement beneath your feet. “i’m not mad, robin. i just wish you had at least called me or something, why didn’t you?”

“i didn’t want her to feel awkward, if i called you to mention being longer than i intended to be she probably would’ve felt even worse about having me there. i didn’t want to upset her anymore than she already was.”

you frowned at that, yes she did have a point but that was her practically admitting she was more concerned about vickie’s feelings than yours, wasn’t it?

“so you thought it’d be better to just leave me at your house without a word? not even a five second ‘hey (y/n), i think i might be longer than expected?’ could’ve saved me a lot of waiting around.”

“i know! i know, that would’ve been the best thing to do but i wasn’t thinking that at the time. i didn’t even realise how late it was until her dad came back from work and asked if i was staying for dinner, shit (y/n) if you could’ve only felt the way my heart dropped when i realised the time.” she shook her head, as if she didn’t even want to continue the sentence.

you remained silent for a little bit, still unsure with how to feel about the whole situation. on one hand you couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for her, you knew she didn’t leave you behind with any malicious intent, it was a genuine mistake, robin just being robin and not knowing how to handle the situation when two people needed her at the same time. but on the other hand, you were still rather hurt that the day had been wasted, the day you had spent almost two weeks planning.

eventually you sighed, “it’s okay robin, we’ll just talk about it tomorrow.”

she shook her head at that, and you furrowed your brows in response.

“no, i don’t want to leave it until tomorrow. i don’t want to go home and get in bed on bad terms, i won’t be able to sleep until i know for certain that we’re okay and you’re not mad at me.” she seemed desperate, and your heart ached at the sight. you always struggled to see robin hurting, whatever the reason behind it was.

“i’m not mad robin-“

“no, you are!” she cut you off, taking a step closer. “you keep calling me robin and i’m only robin when you’re mad at me or in a bad mood, or-“

you cut her off this time, by closing the gap between you both and grabbing ahold of both of her hands in an attempt to soothe her. “babe, i’m not mad at you.”

you said it slowly, and watched her whole body relax as the world sunk in.

“i’m just, a little upset. i was really looking forward to today, you know spending time with you and spoiling you? i could barely sleep last night because i was so excited, and it’s just ... upsetting because we didn’t get to do anything.” you showed her a sad smile, and she wondered if you could heart her heart break in her chest at your words. “but it’s okay, we’ll just have to do it another day.”

“tomorrow.” she instantly spoke, barely a second after you had stopped.

“we can’t rob, you have a shift tomorrow.” you reminded her, but she only gripped your hands tighter in response.

“i’ll call in sick o-or get steve to cover for me! he will, he owes me.”

your lips quirked up slightly at that, the first hint of a smile since you had been with robin this morning. noticing your almost-smile made robin smile, relaxing even further at the realisation that you really weren’t mad at her.

“are you sure?”

“positive.” she nodded.

“okay, tomorrow.” you confirmed, “just please, don’t leave me again. i don’t care if the mindflayer itself decides to make a comeback, it’ll have to wait for us to finish those chocolate smothered strawberries i got us before we interact with it.”

she laughed, and your heart warmed at the sound. it was something you’d never get sick of.

“oh i don’t know, i think taking down a giant, spider looking monster again would be a very badass valentines story to tell the grandkids in fifty years time.”

you both grinned at each other, the usual back and forth between you both was definitely one of the reasons you were quick to fall for her. and you both knew everything was going to be okay.

[prxttysin]

Now it’s time for some Robin stuff🤭

Okay let me start off with saying. Robin is more of a pleasure dom, she wants to make you cum as many times as you can give. she loves seeing your face in the state of pure bliss, and she 100% enjoys praising you when your pussy is gripping around her fingers like a fucking vice. “Your so fucking pretty like this sweetheart..”. She fucking loves watching every face and movement you make when she’s going down on you, while her tongue and fingers work on your cunt she can’t seem to tear her eyes away from you, Admiring every inch of skin on your body, every labored breath you take, how your back arches when her fingers curl into that spongy spot inside of you that makes your mind fuzzy. She just wants to spend hours between your legs just to see you like this. ‘n when your fingers thread through her hair and tug at it, it has her moaning against your cunt eyes fluttering at the taste of you. And the way you moan her name.. god it has her so weak. Also may I say that Robin has such a praise kink,especially when you tell her how good she makes you feel “Fuck Robin, that feels ‘s good.” It makes her so fucking hungry, hungry to pull as many orgasms she can from your pretty body. Desperate to make you feel good. Robin is very very vocal, she can’t help her moans when her mouth is devouring your cunt. She is also a little messy when eating you out, Sloppy wet kisses along your cunt and inner thighs, spitting on your pussy before diving back in. But before everything, Robin likes to take her time with your body, kissing down your body with extra care, eyes full with love and admiration for what she calls ‘the goddess above her’’. She is definitely, undoubtedly into body worship. She will sit there after helping you get out of your clothes and kiss up your leg mumbling between kisses “your so fucking perfect sweetheart. Just look at you- fuck.” as her pretty blue eyes admire you from her spot on her knees. God is that a sight to see.

[superduper-writer]

ok so ig this is like a lil rundown of what i write and stuff (no ones gonna read this tho thats embarrassing) but idk what im doing so js bear with me

ok SO

I WILL WRITE:

smut, fem!reader, gn!reader, angst, fluff/comfort, headcanons, and g!p (if there's anything else im not thinking about, ill add).

I WON'T WRITE:

rape or noncon of any sort, incest, male!reader (it's just a little odd for me since im not a dude), and i think that's it

CHARACTERS/PEOPLE I WRITE FOR:

Jenna Ortega and her characters, Emma Myers, Enid Sinclair, Maya Hawke, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Sam Carpenter, Mindy Meeks-Martin, and Amber Freeman.

ill never write for guys unless it's platonic

SHIPS I WRITE FOR:

any of the previously mentioned characters/people x reader (obviously), Tamber, Wenclair, and Ronance

[fxllfaiiry]

💌 ─ And I could be a pretty girl

gif credits go to: @robinsource

♡ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Robin Buckley x Reader

♡ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Just a small smut blurb with Robin.

♡ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 602

♡ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: SMUT!!! Sub! Robin & Dom! Reader, mommy kink, tit play, spitting, a lot of foul words, teasing, reader wears rings, fingering & I think that's it? Lemme know if I missed something. 

♡ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: My first time writing smut so be nice! Again please don't mind any grammatical errors English is not my first language.

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“Mommy.” Robin mewled. 

“Shush, baby I know.” You said with a small smirk on your face, seeing your baby laid out bare in front of you, moaning like a whore, did something to you. 

“It hurts.' Cried Robin, lips set into a pout. Her face was extremely flushed, her hair messed up, tears running down her face, you had been teasing her for god knows how many hours now, and she was getting exhausted. 

“Just one more ok, then mommy will let you come.” 

Hearing those words, Robin's pout quickly disappeared, and she nodded looking up at you with hooded eyes. 

You smiled and gently shifted your hands down to her little clitty, you slowly started rubbing small circles on her clit, making her cry out loud. Her legs starting to thrush around, making you pin them down. 

“Now be a good girl for mommy, ok?” 

Robin was too far gone, she hadn't noticed you asking her something. Too lost in her pleasure moaning and asking for more. You sped up making her moan loudly. Just as she was right over the tipping point, you swiftly pulled your hands away from her swelled-up clit. 

“Mommy no” Robin whimpered.“I’ll be good, I promise” Her eyes welled up with tears and a small pout formed upon her lips. “Mommy I can be your pretty girl, please,” Robin said thinking that will get you all soft on her. Well, she was right. 

Taking pity on her, you merely smiled. Saying nothing you moved your hand up to her nipple and started rubbing it in small circles making Robin arch her back. Her moans sounding like music to your ears. You then abruptly stopped, making Robin whine. Your hands slowly inched towards the place where she needed you the most. Stopping when you reached her pretty little peach, you inserted two fingers and started thrusting them in and out without any mercy. That made Robin shut her eyes and let out a moan, her hands gripping the sheets, making her knuckles turn pale.

The rings on your fingers only added to her pleasure. Your fingers curled up hitting a spongy spot inside of her, bringing her closer to the edge. Her walls were fluttering around your fingers. You took your other hand, collecting some of her wetness and smearing it on her tits, after massaging her sensitive buds for a few minutes you pull your hand away still thrusting in and out of her sensitive hole, and then you brought your lips up to her pussy and spit on it. Robin let out the loudest moan of the night after watching you perform such a filthy act, your spit adding to her wetness, overwhelming her the best way possible.

“Mom-my, I’m close.” Robin somehow managed to utter out through her overwhelming pleasure. 

“I know baby, I know.” You sped up after hearing her words. Thrusting your fingers in and out faster. That made Robin lose it. Her walls cleaned around your fingers, her juices leaking out, she uttered “thank you, mommy, thank you.” Before her eyes rolled at the back of her head, she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood from it. You fingered her throughout her entire orgasm, once she had come down from her high, you quickly pulled your fingers out from her pussy, making her whimper from the loss. You put your fingers up to your mouth and gave them a nice long lick, Robin observing you with lustful eyes, drool coming out of her mouth.  

You grinned and said to her, “Don’t worry Robs, it's not over yet.”

Tagging a few people: @moonlight-imagines @goawayrvse​