#robin 🍕

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God yeah, the doctor as something the master is always trying to reach, to surpass (even more so after the timeless child), always being drawn back to them rather than doing their own thing. The doctor trying too hard to be close to the master but every time it destroys them (journeys end, world enough and time) because at the end of the day the master also wants to be with the doctor, and despite the protests they make, would die for the doctor, but it’s something that seems to be impossible on such an intrinsic level that it never works. But they keep coming back. Over and over and over and I’m going to be sick

Thank u for putting into words what I've been thinking about for ages. Also @queerestqueertoeverqueer first got me on this shit so it's rlly to blame <3

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@queerestqueertoeverqueer

fic planning be like:

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Listening to Bubblegum Bitch and thinking about the most pathetic fucked up men is my new favourite pastime

[principe-quimerico]

Ra's: Sometimes I don't understand... why do you find it so difficult to open up to others? Why do you refuse to love freely?

Tim: You have wandered this world for centuries, what is so difficult to understand? Love hurts and, in my experience, it has only left me feeling abandoned.

Ra's: Well, a bad experience, not even a million make the rule... And it is precisely that fear of being hurt that ends up hurting us, when we love we have to do it freely and sincerely, the past doesn't matter, only the present with the object of our love.

Tim: Cute, but that doesn't mean the other person feels the same way or loves the same way.

Ra's: you will see, beloved, that there is no love without suffering, and the deeper that love is, the suffering will only equal it; Love is beautiful, but like all beauty, it requires sacrifice, fighting harder to strengthen it and make it last until the ashes

Tim: For you, is there no other way to love?

Ra's: Not if it's worth it

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[moonlightchild77]

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@queerestqueertoeverqueer

anyway,. back to your usual queue'd posts.

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A deleted scene from the special delivery cinematic universe 🍕 while I’m working on part two…

“No offense,” you giggled, “But this shit is way better than that crap you used to sell.”

Eddie nodded heartily. “Can’t knock it too much, though,” he added, shooting you a glance, “Rick’s shitty weed is how we met, after all.”

A smile you couldn’t help danced on your lips as you thought back to that night. A raucous party out at the rustic lake house of Eddie’s supplier, Robin clinging to your arm as the two of you ventured inside looking for Steve.

He had sent up a distress call, begging for a ride home, and Robin didn’t drive…so here you were.

You’d barely been in Hawkins a month, only just signed on to sub-let the spare bedroom in Robin’s apartment after Nancy moved out so she could live with Jonathan. Back then, those were still just abstract names with no faces attached that Robin had rattled off as she gave you the tour. You had no idea yet how soon her close circle of friends would become your own.

Steve’s call turned out to be a ploy—he knew Robin would never willingly show up to a Reefer Rick party except under the most extreme duress. But when he saw Vicky there, he had resorted to drastic measures to force his friend to confront her long dormant high-school crush.

Robin was…less than thrilled. Tried to run, in fact. Steve diverted her to the bathroom, leaving you to a sea of strangers and one pair of kind brown eyes that found yours among the fray.

“Hey,” Eddie said, leaning against the opposite side of the archway you were glued to. “Couldn’t help but notice you got ditched by two assholes I happen to be friends with.”

Your head turned towards him and you shared a quiet chuckle. “Is it that obvious?”

He squished one eye shut, tossing his head side to side, ruffling his dark curls. “I mean, I wasn’t gonna say you stank of rejection, buuuuut—”

Your mouth fell open, stunned, but you couldn’t help laughing as Eddie flashed his devilish smile. You didn’t even know this guy, and you wanted to smack him. Not necessarily on his face.

He held out his hand to shake and you took it, the silver rings on his fingers clacking together.

“I’m Eddie. You’re Robin’s roommate right?” he asked, nodding in the direction of the sofa in the living room. “The new Nancy?”

“I’m not the new Nancy,” you smirked, “I’m the first me.”

He laughed at that and holy shit was it cute.

Kind of stuttering and halting, like he’s trying to hold it back and yet not trying at all? It’s closer to a cackle, but lacking any underlying ring of evil.

You settled onto the ancient couch together, the fabric rough and scratchy even through your clothes. It was nice, though. It sort of sagged in the middle, you and Eddie slowly being pulled together the longer you sat and talked while the rest of the party raged on all around you.

He asked about you and what had brought you to Hawkins ‘of all fuckin’ places.’ He was funny and sharp, with a wide smile and dimples that made your knees feel all gelatinous. And he was so easy to talk to considering he was a total stranger.

He wasn’t a stranger, though. Not really. 

Robin had already mentioned an Eddie to you a few times—Eddie, who ran his own D&D club; Eddie, who shepherded all the ‘lost little sheepies’ and protected them when they’d entered high-school; Eddie, who played guitar in a band and who worked part-time at the auto shop in town; Eddie, who looked mean and scary on the outside but was genuinely one of the sweetest guys you would ever meet underneath it all; Eddie, who was the sole reason Robin even knew a guy named Reefer Rick existed because he was who he bought all his weed from.

“Want any?” he asked, holding up a jay he’d lit.

“I’m not in the habit of smoking a stranger’s weed,” you sighed heavily, regarding the joint with an over-exaggerated arch of your brow. “Is it any good?”

“Indiana’s finest,” he chuckled. “Meaning it’s the absolute shittiest thing you’ll smoke in your life.”

That got a smile out of you—a big one that pushed up your cheeks as you took the tip of the joint between your fingers and brought it slowly towards your lips. While he watched you, raptly.

“That’s debatable,” you sighed on the exhale, “I once put potpourri in a bong on a dare.”

Eddie laughed again and the sound tickled your ears. “Well, I gotta hear that story,” he chortled.

the writer’s block is blocking, kids. love you, mean it! 💿

[ghost-bxrd]

Missing selkie jaybin hours... I bring bribes, may we know more about him? 🥺❤️

ʕ⁠っ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠っ💸🌸🍕 <- bribe

Of course dear anon 💚

He was a little shit

All the seal drama. If Jay didn’t want to swim alone but had an argument with Dick or Bruce beforehand, he would just sit by the water’s edge in seal form and SCREAM at them, all mournful and annoying. The first few times, Bruce and Dick went near apoplectic with worry because Jason wouldn’t turn back to tell them what’s wrong and omg why is the baby seal screaming it’s ok Jason whatever pain you’re in we’ll fix it just hold on

Alfred pretends he’s been all cool about Jason and his being a Selkie from the beginning. In reality, he spent several weeks learning seal biology and researching the most productive way to incorporate more seafood and fat into Jay’s diet. Going so far as to blend shrimps and mussels into his smoothies

During a mission with the JLA Robin was still onboard a ship when it went down and got swallowed by the waves. This was pre-Selkie reveal. It was the one and only time people have ever seen several JLA members lose their cool on Batman, screaming at him how he could just leave his sidekick to die. Bruce was very confused for a second because he could clearly see Jason splash happily in the water a couple feet away.

Jason loved pulling drowning pranks and people who didn’t know he was a Selkie

Orm offered more than once to fight Batman for the right to raise him. Jason was very touched, Aquaman found more Bat contingencies about Atlantis after each attempt. (Bruce was less than amused. Dick kept laughing his head off)

[fictionandfixation]

Older Bachelor headcanons!

Older Bachelor stardew headcanons because I’ve been playing lots recently! All sfw, some mentions of smoking/alcohol 💕 also please bear in mind I am no SDV expert, so sorry if these go against canon occasionally!

Edit: I have now written fic with this in mind. Feast thy eyes: here

Harvey ☕️🔬📚

• Secret smoking habit that he would rather die than tell anyone about. Not often, but during flu season when he’s stressed, you can find him cooped up in his room with an imported cigar or a Marlboro Gold, an espresso and an Agatha Christie.

• Plays classic soul, funk, golden oldies and jazz in the foyer of the clinic on an old-timey record player, and chooses every day from his large record collection. Frequently irritates Maru with the extent of his Doris Day enjoyment.

• Kind of wide-set - very broad shoulders, and quite tall.

• Packets of salted peanuts and cookies on the clinic foyer desk which he restocks every week.

• Goes to fetch you personally from the mines or Skull Cavern sometimes when you get knocked out. And he also keeps a vintage forest green car behind the clinic to pick you up in. He hopes one day you’ll wake up on the way back and compliment his tasteful vehicle choice or notice he’s bringing you home. You don’t.

• Best friends with Evelyn. Worst enemies with George.

• Tennis player. Plays with whoever will say yes in the mountains and always manages to punt the ball into the lake somehow. Also used to be in a rock climbing club or rowing team in med school, and has sort of sinewy, strong forearms as a result.

• Outrageous flirt after a few glasses of Pinot Noir, mostly because I think he’s on the spectrum but also because I think it would help him stop being quite so nervous.

• Brown suspenders. Every. Single. Day.

• Gives Jas and Vincent candy after their checkup.

• “Sweetheart/honey” as a nickname for you.

Elliott 📜🖋️🐚

• Striped. Matching. Pajamas.

• Finds, forages and cooks mussels when he needs to impress someone. And on that note, very much a French cuisine enjoyer.

• If blue cheese has no fans Elliott is dead.

• Rizz master. Silver tongue. Read so much romance when he was a teenager that it has actively become a part of his personality to be a book boyfriend.

• Very willowy and slender. Metabolism of the gods. Puts away food like it’s nobody’s business.

• Can read several languages, but just can’t master an accent so never uses them in a spoken context. Definitely a student of Latin.

• English accent headcanon! Probably spent the first couple of decades of his life in somewhere high-income like Warwickshire, or (more likely) Cornwall or Exeter, on or near the coast. I am also envisioning him as having been to an old collegiate university like Durham, or maybe a college at Oxford (Merton I reckon).

• Writes and then burns poems about everyone he’s ever been in love with. Starts keeping them when he meets you.

• Chats fashion history with Emily and Haley.

• Religious about his collection of cravat-style ties because he’s seen the Colin Firth Pride and Prejudice a few too many times.

• Frequent book club gatherings with Caroline, Marnie, Robin and Jodi (mostly because mothers love him, the main selling point here being that he has definitely read at least one Jodi Picoult book. He does not remember anything about it, he’s just glad to be invited).

“Dearest/my love” as a pet name.

Shane 🍺🍕🐓

• Snores. Very quiet about it though.

• I know a lot of people HC Harvey as oldest but I reckon it’s Shane. He also acts the most like a bitter old man whereas I feel Harvey is just ‘mature’.

• Could be convinced to grow a beard. Maybe.

• Goes for a jog three times a week. Hates it. Refuses to stop and really isn’t even sure why he does it himself any more.

• Secret Lana Del Rey enjoyer. Mainly a fan of Midwest emo, classic rock, nu metal and sometimes country but the kind of country where they sing about killing people and getting away with it.

• Raised by heavily Christian parents in the Deep South. Yes this is a Southern accent headcanon. Yeehaw.

• Lets Jas put eyeshadow on him sometimes. Shaves properly only when she wants to put makeup on him.

• Craft beer’s number one opp. Wants an ice cold tap Budweiser only, and if there isn’t enough head on it he will be asking for a refund. Not that Gus would ever do that to him.

• Has muscle with padding. Very strong, very wide in stature, but not lean at all. Biceps wider than your neck that you could (and would) use as pillows.

• Makes the most insane hangover breakfast known to man. Bacon. Pancakes. Sausage. Home fries. Butter. Syrup. You’re putting on a bit of healthy relationship weight for sure with Shane as your partner.

• “Darlin’/baby” user. “Sweet cheeks” as a joke. Kind of a joke.

Hope you guys enjoyed these!! I am down irretrievable for Older Bachelor content because I love ✨older men✨

Please let me know if you’d like some more for these characters or the other bachelors and bachelorettes!

[onewaycloset7]

Rank the Stranger Things Characters!!

Cour four:

1. Will 🌀🎨🪄💛

2.mike ✍️🎸🏰💙

3.LUCAS ❤️❤️❤️❤️

4. Dustin 🍔👾📼

Ik I don’t talk about Lucas on here but my god he is soooo amazing and I love him so much he deserves the whole world and I can’t wait to see him next season!! I love the original four four with my whole heart!!

Young adults:

1. Robin 🍦🌅🪴

2. Steve 🍦🏀💈

3. Jonothan 🎟️🎧📸

4. Argyle 🍕🍃🍄

5. Eddie 🪨🕷️📼

6. Nancy 🔫📞🫶

Nancy fans don’t come at me😞 I like her she just isn’t my favourite 😭 but don’t get me wrong I think she’s a bad bitch!

Adults:

1. HOPPER!!! (GOAT) 🚔⛓️‍💥🫶

2. Joyce 💓🔦

3. Dustin’s mum 🐈

4. Karen👙☀️🎡

5. Ted 🛋️📺🍺

6. Brenner… 🤮🤢

Karen is so controversial for most but I’m super excited to see her role next season since it will be much bigger!! Also hopper is the actual G.O.A.T!

All the kids:

1. Will 🌀🎨🪄💛

2. mike ✍️🎸🏰💙

3. MAX!!! 🥤🛹 (My baby🫶)

4. Lucas 🏀🎖️🍬

5. EL 💖💖💖🛼 (I love her with my whole heart and soul)

6. Erica 🍭🍪📻

7. Holly 🧸🎪🎠

8. Dustin 🍔👾📼

I do love Dustin! But I definitely think I love these characters a little more. I feel bad for my boy but I can wait to see him be helped through it. I have to admit el and lucas are for sure tied!

All the characters!!:

1. Will 🌀🎨🪄💛

2. mike ✍️🎸🏰💙

3. Robin 🍦🌅🪴

4. Max 🛹🥤

5. Hopper 🚔⛓️‍💥

6. Lucas 🏀🎖️🍬 and el 💖💖💖🛼

7. Steve 🍦🏀💈 and jonothan 🎟️🎧📸

8. Joyce 💓🔦

9. Argyle 🍕🍃🍄

10. Erica 🍭🍪📻

11. Holly 🧸🎪🎠

12. Nancy 🔫📞🫶 and Eddie 🪨🕷️📼

13. Dustin 🍔👾📼

14. Dustins mum 🐈

15. Karen 👙☀️🎡

16. Ted 🛋️📺🍺

17. Benner 🤮🤮🤢🤢

LITREALLY everybody in my top 10 I love so every much and they are everything to me ☀️ I feel bad putting Dustin so low 💔 but there are so many good characters…. Also the pattern in the top 3??? Hello…🏳️‍🌈

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@queerestqueertoeverqueer

[kibblbread]

This is completely aimless and scattered, like more than usual but whatever. Either way it’s just relationship dynamic stuff~ btw pls read the fucking pizza gorl fic —>>> 🍕✨

Random thought but i think exposure therapy might be the best option in aiding Jason to recovery, well, that and gentle coaxing! Jason is very responsive to praise because he’s definitely a people pleaser. I know it might be hard to tell looking at him from a glance; but let’s not be shallow, he gives chance after chance to his loved ones no matter how much they screw him over. He’s simply a lover boy. So I conclude that Jason is a huge people pleaser, and he’s privy to it but ignores himself. He hates digging into his psyche.. it just hurts, poor guy has too many painful memories.

But it’s necessary for healing unfortunately 😔

AK!Jason is extremely.. emotionally.. wrecked. He doesn’t act outside his redhood persona often unless it’s completely necessary— like getting food and supplies, or even to possibly get intel.

At least for a while.

Meeting PG turns his entire world on its head! He’s pretty out of his element as it is while trying to define his persona, the redhood. But PG! Hoo boy— he did not anticipate a partner in crime. A sidekick if you will lol. So essentially his healing process is expedited(just a tad bit); since Jason interacts with his family at a much faster pace than otherwise on his own terms. Dick is very eager to give his younger brother the much needed affection and support that JT deserves but doesn’t want to scare Jason away. So early in the rekindling process, Dick takes a backseat and lets Barbara lead— she’s the voice for not only herself, but Dick & Tim even Alfred for a bit too. Babs knows just what to say and how to say it more often than not! Jason is more relaxed around her than any of his family for a time.

JT’s attitude is still pretty rotten though, he’s suffering so there’s still so much happening within him that slows them down in regaining his trust.

He’ll still snap & even become aggressive toward Barbara if she isn’t cautious and calculated in her approach, which she is, but she’s not a mind reader and can trigger the worst in Jason. However, on the other side of the spectrum, we have pizza. PG seems to never catch any lip, and if she does it doesn’t seem intentional most times— genuine underestimation is the biggest culprit. PG can be reckless, it’s the largest pain point in the fic between these two imo! But you’re not from gotham, you’re truly ignorant, you’re like a second chance to him almost. You don’t know of his sins, not really anyway… A slate as clean as yourself, he’s gotta prove to you he’s not a useless, unworthy, sorry excuse for a person right? He’s gotta prove it to you.

To his family.

To gotham.

No, he doesn’t. But if we are gonna play this game he proved it when he put on his life on the line once as robin, and a second time the moment he decided to become redhood. He’s no less worthy than anyone in reality. Hopefully he’ll see it in this lifetime, but even if he doesn’t, it doesn’t change how you see him and continue to see him. It most definitely doesn’t change how you make him feel either. 🥰 PG is a protective person at heart. She’ll do what she can to help just about any decent human being but especially her loved ones.

Jason sees it. He can feel it too, subconsciously he wants what she wants for him. So he’ll allow her to poke and prod him where he needs to be directed. JT allows a lot from PG actually, from her quick gentle touches to her quips and questioning. He doesn’t take it the same from any of the other bats, when it’s from family it’s nothing short of condescending. Humiliation and anger rises bubbles from his gut straight into his heart. But from you? It’s not something he can quite name.. sometimes it’s annoying, yes, but with you he doesn’t mind feeling insecure as much. You don’t know what insecurity looks like on him just yet so naturally he allows you to suggest things he wouldn’t otherwise acknowledge. The dialogue between you two is allowed to flow freely. To not know Jason’s trigger’s is to not know his anger; which is arguably both a pro and a con.

The closer PG gets to JT the more she sees what he’s capable of.. and how. The why is what she’ll inevitably get to, but how she gets to his truth is much more important. I think PG not being afraid of how Jason will react is her biggest advantage in being so close to him. On the reverse side of things, Jason is more calm because to him, she not antagonistic in his mind. She doesn’t know his past or the extent of JT’s capabilities so why would she, and even if she did, could she? Again I feel JT genuinely underestimates PG as she is a civilian and not held to his impossible self imposed standards. It’s not malicious, he just wants to protect her, his guard is lower than usual which isn’t saying a lot because it’s still extremely high. JT is still distrustful don’t get me wrong, but it’s not personal like it is with his family.

When you tell J he did good, that he’s accomplished something, he’s on the moon. PG’s acknowledgment goes such a long way in the never ending void that is his insecurity and self loathing!

On a less abstract level, when it comes to doing, Jason unintentionally gives PG the go ahead to start pushing his buttons when he inevitably begins clinging to her presence for comfort. For better or for worse, you push many buttons. lol.

“Stay here a bit longer?” Fine, what’s a bit longer?

“Call for back up! We need help!” Im good enough for the job, but maybe some help would be better than none in this instance…

*looks around Jason’s safe house* “Damn bitch you live like this??? Sleepover at my place😝” *complies but serves the most bombastic of side eyes*

The batfam get to see parts of him they haven’t seen before, or at least in a very long time when you two interact in front of them. Jason is still largely argumentative, but thats how it stays surprisingly, he doesn’t boil over and actually backs down or bites his tongue. Which is.. shocking to say the least. Dick & Babs take note of the more true extent of his patience and how willingly he’ll hear your suggestions. They’ll take note of how freely you grab his hand and drag him along. They even notice him suspiciously looking in your direction for prolonged periods while your back is turned. Hmmm very note worthy indeed. Jason is all too aware but doesn’t know what he can do about without you noticing his clear change in demeanor. But quite a few of his new habits fly under his own radar when it comes to being around PG!

He’s less jumpy for one.

Jason isn’t at all more confident in his abilities since he’s still crippled with anxiety and a lot of self doubt but, he’s really focusing on monitoring and guiding you. JT is teaching you to work smarter, teaching you how the streets of gotham work. And above all else making sure PG can keep herself safe! He’s firm and direct, sometimes even sounding like the commander of a militia 🤭 I like to think sometimes he reverts accidentally. Jason also tends to stay close to PG. Most times it’s unintentional but others he’s just watching out for you. You give him a lot of good vibes and reassurance and JT just naturally finds himself hovering over to where you are. Like him and D are side by side on a rooftop, then all the sudden he’s breathing down your neck because you decided sitting on the ledge of a building was cool like a dumbass. But the most notable of all these habits is how much he allows your touch; JT doesn’t squirm away from you either, he stays put. PG will touch his shoulder in gentle support or give his hand a quick tap to pull his attention.

Barbara finds this behavior interesting, Dick thinks it’s adorable but is lowkey in his feelings about it.

Lol

I think thats it for now…

thank u for reading my post bestie 🍕🤪

[steviewashere]

Five Nights at Freddy's: Urgent Hires (Chapter 1/?)

Rating: Teen and Up CW: None (For Now) Characters: Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Original Character(s), FNaF Cast Pairing: Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Tags: Post Canon AU, Five Nights at Freddy's Fusion AU, Security Guard Steve Harrington, Security Guard Robin Buckley, Loose FNaF Lore, Humor & Hijinks, Light Horror (because I can't write scary shit to save my life), Comedy, Tags Subject to Change This is not gonna be a masterpiece in the slightest, but I'm having fun with my platonic stobin barbie dolls.

🍕🐻—————🍕🐻 He slams their front door closed with his foot, carrying what seems to be Robin’s entire bookshelf in one cardboard box. When he crosses the threshold to their living room, she’s sitting on the couch, flipping through the newspaper. If this wasn’t the last of their crap, he’d probably say something, but…he knows her, she’d purposefully give herself a bruised knee just to get out of the heavy lifting. The box lands with a thud on the carpet—definitely her books.

“Think our neighbors on the right are Mormons,” he says breathlessly, “their smiles don’t reach their eyes.”

Robin licks her index finger, ready to change the page. “Yeah, well, that’s what we get for moving to Utah. Better than the Reagan Jesus freaks back home,” she mutters.

His hands fly to his hips, head cocked in thought. “You think?”

“Mm…on second thought…I don’t”—she gasps, startling him—“oh, Steve, look!”

Rubbing a hand to his racing heart and stepping around the mountain of unpacked boxes, he sleazes to the couch, plopping down unceremoniously. He looks over her shoulder, down to her still wet index finger pointing at something on the page. “What’d you almost give me a heart attack over?”

“There’s a pizza place in town! And they’re hiring!” she crows.

Her pink polish chipped nail glistens as she taps the ad. Steve rears back at what he reads. “120 a week?! That’s less than minimum wage, dude!”

“But they’re urgently hiring! Plus, look, we’d get free dinner. You can’t tell me that pizza for dinner every night doesn’t sound like the best thing ever!”

“Uh, to you maybe, but we need to make a living, Rob.”

The glare he gets could burn him alive.

“Unless you’ve got a magical ‘now hiring’ ad in your back pocket, this is our only option. We got fired from Family Video after Vecna. We’re already bad Indiana reps around here.”

“Why do we have to represent the state of”—

“You’re gonna drive us over to the restaurant tomorrow and we’ll fill out applications in person. Maybe if they see us eager to apply, we’ll get the jobs right from under the other applicants’ feet.”

Steve rolls his eyes. “Are you even gonna survive a midnight shift?”

“I’ll have a Pepsi. That’ll take the edge off.”

He sighs, knowing he’d do anything for this girl. But he scowls for his own benefit. “Fine,” Steve finally says, “but you’re not allowed to complain about how tired you are afterwards.”

She sticks out her hand, forcing him to shake on it. “Deal.”

——— There’s nobody eating at the restaurant when they go in. When he checks his watch, 12:35pm, it’s with the thought that it should be the rush hour. Nobody greets them at the customer service counter. And the corners of the walls are white with cobwebs. It looks like nobody’s been here in a decade.

Well, considering the paper ad read the words, “Not responsible for injury/dismemberment,” it really doesn’t bode well the success inside the establishment. Maybe he should’ve egged Robin into going to their local library and looking into some archives. Considering their history, they should’ve looked into the suspiciously urgent need the restaurant had. It’s possible they’re up against another Vecna thing.

Though, maybe he’s just being paranoid.

Could a family restaurant be as evil as that whole mess?

He tugs on Robin’s elbow, shooting her a quick glance. “Should we just…look around? See if somebody’s working the diner floor?”

“I don’t know…I called them before coming in. They should’ve been expecting us.”

“Maybe they’re attending to a lunch full of mimes? They’re quiet, yeah?”

“Steve, you know that sounds ridiculous, right?”

Nodding, he pulls away. “Yeah, I figured that the moment it left my mouth. But…c’mon, we should really find somebody. A manager or something.” He’s already stepping away from her without another word—she better follow.

When he rounds the nauseating checkered black and white corner, he’s face to face with the gaudiest, most unappealing sight. Party hats sit dusty on the surface of every table. Every table cloth spotted with painted on multi-colored confetti. Some miscellaneous posters on the wall, sequined stars dangling from the ceiling, and weird spikey-backed purple chairs. The colors all clash horrendously. There’s a few rundown arcade cabinets. One for something called ‘Princess Quest’, another being ‘Burger Bungle’ , and ‘Techno Warrior’—he recognizes none of them. However, the true attraction of this sad little place is behind him as he turns—

“Oh my fucking god!” he softly exclaims. His eyes widen, feet stumbling as he takes a step back, and a hand flutters out to stop Robin in her place. It’s clear when she’s finally looking, her breath halted in the back of her throat. “Are those…?”

“Animal robots? Yeah…yeah, Steve, I think they are.”

Steve swallows hard. His eyes rake each individual character up and down. There’s a brown bear—Freddy from the newspaper—he’s wearing a top hat, black bowtie, and holding a microphone, sporting a soft fuzzy belly plus two too big hands. A bunny with tall purple ears and a red bowtie, holding a matching red electric guitar, no eyebrows and big eyes. And a yellow thing, a bib that reads ‘Let’s Eat!!!’, it’s yellow mitt holding a smaller robot character, some pink frosted cupcake with unblinking, soulless eyes. He shudders. “Why are they so tall? And…and that yellow one is definitely looking at me, right?”

“Are these the…the animatronic characters they were talking about in the newspaper? I only recognize the bear.”

“You’d know better than me, Robs!”

Her hair swishes around, smacking him in the face as she shakes her head insistently. “I wish I didn’t.”

With no warning, something smacks the back of Steve’s left shoulder. He jumps, twirls around, fists guarding his face on the defense.

He lowers his hands immediately, however, when he’s met face to face with a tired looking teenager. A scruffy untamed goatee, acne up the wazoo, and a rumpled purple polo tucked into his pants. The kid looks bored as ever, his eyes tired and lips thin in a frown. His skin’s a sickly grey, though. Like he could use some sunlight. The name tag attached crooked to his shirt reads, Gabe.

“Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza,” Gabe drones, “you must be the applicants.”

Robin takes a step behind Steve, her hand placed gently on the small of his back as if to calm him. He notices there’s a legion of goosebumps on his arms, so he leans into her touch. “Um, yeah, yeah we are. Steven Harrington and Robin Buckley? I called the restaurant beforehand.” She has an air of professionalism to her that wasn’t there before. A complete tonal shift covering her previously timid shaking voice like oil on water. “We noticed there was nobody up front, so we thought we’d, uh, try and find somebody.”

Gabe hums, something deeply disinterested. He doesn’t want to be here either. “Yeah, we tried calling you guys with the number you provided, service error. You both got the job, though. Night security guard. First ones that applied.”

“Seriously? Didn’t think you guys were that desperate,” Steve mumbles.

He earns a swat to the center of his back, nearly stumbling with the impact.

“Don’t listen to him,” Robin states—she’d probably be glaring at him if it were appropriate right now. “We don’t have a phone in our new place yet, had to compromise with a payphone down the street. Sorry about that. When do we start?”

“Tomorrow night,” Gabe replies. “Just come in fifteen minutes to your shift. Play the training tapes in your office, each of ‘em give you the whole run down on this place. We’ve never had two people on duty before, but it’s probably for the best. Place gets kind of…riled up at night. So.” Steve and Robin simultaneously hum in understanding. The unison goes unnoticed. “I’ll send you off with your uniforms and the spare keys. When your shift ends tomorrow night, somebody will meet you outside the restaurant, just give the keys to them. End of your first week is Friday, the 12th. We’ve got a different guy who comes in on the weekends, but uh, we haven’t been able to reach him.”

“You…couldn’t reach him?” Steve asks.

“Didn’t leave the restaurant last night. Tried calling him, no response. Boss thinks he left through the fire exit, probably slumming around somewhere.”

He looks over his shoulder at the robots. The yellow one is still looking at him almost knowingly. It makes him shiver.

“And nobody’s concerned?” Robin then pipes up.

Gabe shrugs in Steve’s peripheral. “Why should we? Honestly, nobody lasts longer than a week here on the night shift. Sometimes people no-show. Sometimes people dodge our boss’s calls. It’s whatever.”

Whatever, Steve can’t help but bitterly echo in his head. Robin must be able to hear his brain or something, she shoots him a quick glance as if thinking the same thing. If somebody went missing in Hawkins, everybody would be concerned. While Gabe’s turned around, starting towards the employee only room off the stage, Robin mouths ‘Barb’ at him.

He shivers again.

“So what are these robots names?” Robin calls out.

Muffled in the employee room, Gabe shouts back, “Freddy Fazbear, the main attraction! There’s Bonnie the Bunny, master on guitar. And Chica the Chicken.”

Steve leans into Robin’s side, muttering under his breath, “Chicken? She looks like a duck. How’re you gonna have animals as your family restaurant’s mascots and not know what one of them is?”

Nodding, she matches his volume, “Maybe she’s a chick? They’re yellow.”

“Hm. Maybe. Her eyes…they kinda look aged, don’t you think? Like something’s…trapped behind them.”

“I think you’re just paranoid, Steve.”

“Maybe I’m right”—

He’s cut-off by Gabe thrusting their uniforms towards them. Purple shirts and yellow badges. It’s gonna be a bitch finding sneakers to match this. “We’ve got one more animatronic,” Gabe says offhandedly, throwing a thumb over his shoulder, “he’s the one in Pirate’s Cove, behind the purple starry curtains. His name’s Foxy. He’s a, uh, pirate fox. Eyepatch and everything.”

His gaze follows to where Gabe is loosely pointing, a curtained single stage in the corner of the dining room. There’s a wooden sign in front of it, black text reading, ‘Out of Order’. In the gap of the curtain, just barely, he can make out the silver shine of a pirate’s hook. The fox has yellow eyes, a single one gleaming in the sliver of light.

Yuck.

“Used to be a fan favorite with the kids,” Gabe continues, “he’s kinda…off, though. Twitches and breaks down too often. Shouldn’t be much of a problem, though.”

“Problem?” they ask in unison.

“Yeah, no issues with him while you’re working. Guy’s in deactivation mode. Won’t move a muscle.”

“Good…that’s…that’s good, right?” Robin says nervously, shooting another glance at Steve. He just nods at her.

“Right. Now!” Gabe claps his hands together, startling them again. “I’ve got some important maintenance work to get done. And since you two are not our maintenance guys, I’m gonna have to shoo you out. Boss gave me the orders. Nobody else allowed backstage.”

Before they can get another word in, they’re being ushered out the front doors. The lock is loud between the restaurant and the outside world. Open sign switched to closed. There’s one last bored look from Gabe, and then he turns around, retreating to the shadows from which he came.

“Robin,” Steve hedges, “what the hell have you gotten us into?”

Aiming for levity, she puts her hands in the air and tries, “Free pizza and drinks?”

“And nightmares, too!”

“Yeah,” she murmurs, looking up at the Freddy mascot on the restaurant’s sign, “and nightmares.”

Even through the wall, he swears that Chica character is still staring at him. Those wide, aged, pink eyes blazing through him. Eugh.

🍕🐻—————🍕🐻 If you want to be added to the taglist for this fic, just let me know! Also, like, don't expect me to iterate the FNaF lore in a way that makes sense. This is just me putting Steve and Robin in a situation.

Part Two to Come!

[silvernyxchariot]

What Your Favorite One Piece Character Tells Me About You

(minus the obvious "Nami simp" or "[character] simp")

👒Luffy

50/50. You're either genuinely sweet (possibly a little kid) or hypocritical. There's no in-between.

🍳Sanji

You have love life trauma, or your parents/guardians failed to love you as a child.

⚔️Zoro🗡

Gym rats. Either really sweet and playful or the judgemental guys that are the reason people avoid going to the gym.

🔥Portgas D. Ace

You wish someone loved you unapologetically and unconditionally.

👓Tashigi🗡

Sneaky, this one is. You're climbing your way up the ladder to be a Girl Boss, but pretend like you're a loser so people will underestimate you.

💰Nami

Lesbian. Generally good spirited. You want to fist fight god for the hand fate dealt you.

📚Robin

Really chill and open-minded. The only toxic Robin fans I've met are the FrankyxRobin shippers.

🦌Chopper

The mom friend and a kill joy.

🤖Franky

I have yet to meet a toxic Franky fan, usually cool and fun-loving. Of course, that's Franky by himself; the toxic ones are the FrankyxRobin shippers.

💀Brook

You're a silly little guy who loves your bag of bones. You love repeating the panty joke.

🐋Jinbe

The real parent of your friend group and the one holding the brain cell. How's it feel to be the only responsible one?

🎯Usopp

You like all the memes. I've only met one of you that was toxic, arrogant but not confident. The rest of you are chill.

🩺Trafalgar Law🩸

Emo, and you don't deny it. You own up to it. "It's not a Phase, MoMmM!" Which is to also say you're dedicated.

🕸Doflamingo🧵

Toxic. Between the four I've conversed with, myself, and the randoms online, the package may be pretty but still toxic. I've seen the way you guys are.

⚙️Eustass Kiddo

You have been the good girl/good boy all your life who wants someone to absolve you of life's responsibilities and expectations, to let yourself go. You've had to be a people pleaser or sometimes pushed to the sidelines and forgotten, made to feel worthless by others. This guy makes you feel like you have the freedom to be yourself. Along with the Ace group, you wish someone loved you unapologetically and unconditionally.

🎭Killer

Same thing as Kiddo, but you're still sensible, the one with a brain cell. How's it feel being the mom friend? I am also in this group.

🎖🚢Rosinante

Crocodile tears and you need therapy.

🐊Sir Crocodile

You're into the classics and possibly an OG One Piece fan before anime became mainstream.

🥩Vergo🎍

"No way, you actually know that one?!"/jref

☣️Caesar Clown

You're a silly little guy; I like you.

🍩Charlotte Katakuri

The sweethearts. You want someone stable in your life, but also someone who excites you and who can keep a relationship alight. You have a mountain of stuffed animals, don't you?

🍕Jewelry Bonney

You want to be her. You want to eat everything you want without consequences.

🌨❄️Monet

"No way, you actually know that one?!"/jref

🐰Carrot

Furry?/pos+

🐻‍❄Bepo

Unproblematic. Stop second guessing yourselves. Take your anxiety meds and go drink water. 🫵 Right now.

[thirteens-pocket-watch]

@queerestqueertoeverqueer

they are sitting and pondering

[sunbeamlessreads]

not sure where to start when sending in a one shot request? use the emoji prompts below! just pick an emoji (or more!) + a character from the list, add a little context if you want (angst, fluff, smut, etc.) and i’ll gladly take it from there!!

reader-insert and fem!reader by default. gender-neutral welcome for non smut works — just specify if you have a preference.

HOW TO REQUEST:

pick a character (from the list below)

choose an emoji (or more)

add any vibe/setting/emotion (optional)

use my asks. anon is open!

CHARACTERS

Formula 1

Oscar Piastri

Lando Norris

Charles Leclerc

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Ricciardo

George Russell

Liam Lawson

Max Verstappen (very particular)

Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell (young)

Natasha “Phoenix” Trace

Robert “Bob” Floyd

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky (young)

Tombstone

Doc Holliday

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Billie Hargrove

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

EMOJI DIALOGUE PROMPTS

🕯️ “You don’t get to come back and pretend nothing happened.”

⚰️ “I loved you. That was my biggest mistake.”

🌑 “Don’t lie to me. Not again.”

🩸 “You keep hurting me, and I keep letting you.”

🪦 “You promised you’d stay.”

🌧️ “It’s not that simple anymore.”

🕳️ “I feel like I’m disappearing.”

🔪 “Say it. Say you never cared.”

🗝️ “You were my home. Now I’m just lost.”

🕰️ “Too late. You’re too late.”

🌧️ “You left. What was I supposed to do?”

🔒 “Why do you keep running from me?”

🚪 “Tell me to stop.”

🎭 “Stop pretending you don’t care.”

🧊 “This doesn’t have to mean anything.” — “But it does.”

🩹 “I didn’t know who else to call.”

🥀 “You make me nervous. That’s never happened before.”

📵 “You really don’t get it, do you?”

⛓️ “I hate how good you make me feel.”

🔇 “Say it again. Slower this time.”

🌸 “You make everything feel lighter.”

🎀 “I didn’t think I could be this happy.”

✨ “I want a thousand more moments just like this.”

🫖 “Stay. Just for a little while longer.”

☕ “Your laugh is my favorite sound.”

🧸 “You feel like safety.”

🍓 “Can I hold your hand?”

🌙 “You talk in your sleep. It’s cute.”

📚 “Read to me until I fall asleep.”

🎠 “I could live in this moment forever.”

🔥 “Don’t act like you don’t want this.”

🌙 “Just—stay. Please.”

💔 “You can’t keep doing this to me.”

👀 “You think I don’t notice the way you look at me?”

⏳ “If we do this… there’s no going back.”

🫣 “You’re making it very hard to be professional.”

🫀 “You’re the one thing I can’t afford to lose.”

🕷️ “You were mine first.”

🍷 “Say it like you mean it.”

💋 “That’s the second time you’ve almost kissed me.”

🔥 “If you’re going to keep teasing me, at least be ready for the consequences.”

🖤 “You like this. Don’t pretend you don’t.”

📍 “One word from you and I’ll ruin you.”

⛓️ “Be good. Or don’t. I’m not picky.”

🍷 “You look like sin tonight.”

🫦 “Say it slower.”

🕷️ “You know exactly what you’re doing.”

🧨 “That dress is a weapon and you know it.”

⚡ “Tell me what you want. Say it.”

♠️ “Let me show you what you’ve been missing.”

🫦 “Is this what you want?”

🛑 “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

🪞 “You look good like this.”

🍑 “Come home with me.”

🧨 “You’re seriously jealous right now?”

💄 “Come closer.”

🌡️ “Say it like you mean it.”

🕶️ “Is that supposed to intimidate me?”

🔞 “I want you. I’m just scared as hell about it.”

🥃 “I’ve been trying not to think about you. It’s not working.”

🎈 “That’s your plan? Really?”

🍕 “You bribed me with pizza. Of course I said yes.”

📦 “This is not what I meant by ‘be spontaneous.’”

🎮 “I would literally fight God for you. Or at least play him in Mario Kart.”

🐸 “You’re lucky I’m cute when I’m annoyed.”

🛁 “If you bring a rubber duck into the bath again, I’m leaving.”

🧦 “Are those my socks?”

🎤 “I’m not saying I’m dramatic, but I would definitely fake my death for attention.”

📀 “You made a mixtape? What year is it?”

🪩 “You, me, bad decisions, and a dance floor. Let’s go.”