#robin buckley headcanon

[ddejavvu]

Play wrestling with your gf Robin Buckley, but Steve walks in and practically shrieks because he thinks you two are doing something wildly different

In Steve's defense, you are biting Robin's thigh. But you're biting her thigh to overpower her, which- doesn't sound much better. But you're wrestling - really wrestling, not wrestling.

You've got her pinned to the wall, and you'd dropped to your knees to gnaw at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The pinch from your teeth is meant to make her knees give out, and once she's on the floor you'll grab her wrists and pin them to her back. Then you'll declare yourself the winner before she can escape. It's meant to be a foolproof plan, but- well, Steve Harrington has been called a fool before. Perhaps no plan is foolproof enough for him.

He's accustomed to walking into Robin's room like it's his own, but this time you're sure he wishes he'd knocked. He finds you kneeling between Robin's legs, face buried in her thigh a little too close to what's between them for Steve's comfort.

He screams. He screams, and slaps a hand over his eyes, and stumbles backwards all at once, which means he goes tumbling back down Robin's staircase. Her bedroom is right at the top of it, and the hallway is evidently not wide enough for Steve to stop in before he falls right back down the way that he came.

You both dart to the staircase and watch as he lands at the base with a sickening thud, and a groan that you've come to associate with visits to the emergency room.

"Steve?" Robin calls, feet pounding against the stairs as she races to his side. She prods at his temple, and when he grumbles something incoherent in response, she lifts his head off of the floor. She cradles it in her hands, checking for his pulse, "Steve, can you hear me?"

"Yes, dipshit, stop poking me," He swats her hand away when he regains the wind that was knocked out of him, and he sits up while glaring at you where you stand at the top of the staircase.

"That was fucking disgusting." He accuses. You're fairly certain you have the right to do whatever you want with your girlfriend in her own home, but you'd just caused Steve possible brain damage, so you don't point that out.

"We were play-fighting," Robin huffs, rubbing the back of her hand where Steve had smacked her, "You're the one who didn't knock."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I've been your best friend for two years," Steve gripes, struggling to his feet and rubbing at the back of his head where you presume it hit a step, "I didn't know I had to alert the presses to my arrival. Listen- you two," He turns his glare back to you, "I'm- happy for you, okay? But don't- don't ever do that shit again. Close the door, put a sock on it, put up a sign, I don't care, just- never again."

Steve chooses to ignore your rather snippy 'Yes, sir,' in favor of exaggerating a wince as he prods at a sensitive spot near the base of his neck. "Un-fucking-believable," He scoffs, "Another concussion, and this one didn't even come from an interdimensional monster.

[ssweetleaf]

Reader has their nips pierced and poor Robbie doesn’t know what to do! She’s just stuttering and drooling poor thing!! Let her lick them<3

😵‍💫 SMUT under the cut

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With an open mouth and wide eyes, Robin stared at the pretty swells of your tits— watching them rise and fall with each breath you took, drool collecting at the corner of her lips and beginning to slip, just itching to have your pretty nipples between them and have a taste of the cool metal bars that peaked out.

It all started out as some giggly stupor— innocent at first, asking poor Robbie if she’d seen a girl’s tits before.

“I’ve seen them in movies—” she said, stuttering over her words, cheeks starting to flush. “b-but not in real life.”

“Did you— did you wanna see mine?” You asked, fingers fiddling with the hem of your shirt and gazing up at her from beneath your lashes. “Y’know, for experimental purposes.”

“Yes! I mean— yeah, that sounds— nice.”

So, all giggly and flushed, you lifted you shirt up and Robin raised her hands, eager to touch before settling them back into her lap. She needed your approval first.

And once you snapped the latch that supported your bra, you could hear her shaky exhale once the weight of your tits fell, bra tossed to the floor and nipples all stiff and pebbled. But the thing that had her breath hitching, nestled between both of your nipples, two metal bars, glinting in the light of the lamp beside you and a little whimper escaped when she caught sight of the little hearts that adorned either side of the jewellery.

Oh, fuck. She didn’t realise you had your nipples pierced!

“D’you like them, Robbie?” You preened, all sickly-sweet and eyes all honeyed for her, fluttering your lashes and purposefully shifting closer, causing your tits to jiggle crudely.

She nodded, eyes still wide as saucers, unable to shift her gaze from the soft mounds and stiff peaks, her fingers twitching, the need to touch consuming her and she had to clamp her thighs shut, heat swelling between them, her clit throbbing furiously.

“C-can I touch them?” Her eyes finally flicked to yours, eager and shuffling her knees along the carpet to get even closer, feeling the heat radiate from your warm skin, and the slight sheen of your flesh in the stuffy room.

You nodded prettily, palms on her thighs, smoothing up and down, thumbs dipping cheekily between the apex of her clenching thighs.

“Of course— want you to.”

And you expected her to bring her hands up, feel the weight of your tits in her palms and tweak your little buds with her thumbs, though she did no such thing— instead, lowering her face to nuzzle against your skin before seeking out a nipple and wrapping her lips around it, suckling deeply, her eyelids fluttering closed at the feeling.

“Oh—” you moaned, pressing a hand to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her tresses and tugging lightly at the roots, whining when she lathered her tongue along the cool metal piercing, nipping at it slightly with her teeth. “such a dirty girl, Robbie.”

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[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 :)))

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[robinsboobshoes]

❝ MEETING ROBIN BUCKLEY. ❞

↳ In which you flirt through your mutual friend, Steve.

Everything is all vividly coloured, with neon-coloured lights, water fountains, crowded tables and various children's rides, like the carousel and the Indiana Flyer. People are packing everywhere, all with brightly lit expressions stretching across their faces, following along with family and friends in huddles. The town of Hawkins is already a hellhole, with or without a new mall, and nothing can possibly change that.

Your eyes darted around, hoping to find the potential ice-cream shop you'd heard about. Your search quickly ends, once you see a brightly coloured store, with a red lettering sign reading: Scoops Ahoy!

You got to the store with unexpected difficulties, after pushing countless people out of the way and getting some foul words and looks in return. Already, you can hear some outstandingly cheesy sailor music playing loudly, making your nose scrunch up in disgust.

The interior is somehow worse. The walls are covered with blue, red and white striped wallpaper while seating booths are placed around the ice-cream parlour, red leathered and shiny. It was quite shocking to you that it was almost empty, since, Starcourt Mall had just opened. Logically, wouldn't people crowd around an ice-cream parlour on a summer morning?

You walked up to the counter to find Steve, a tall teenager your age, with styled hair and an ego too large for anyone to handle. You hit your hand on the bell that's on the corner of the front counter, causing Steve to bring his attention back to reality, rather than dozing off in his thoughts mid-task.

“Ahoy!” Steve greets from the register, not bothering to look up from whatever he had been occupied by.

“Wow, this place really complements the look." You taunted, smirking, when he finally spots you. The sailor theme is rather hilarious.

“Y/n?” Steve smiled, leaning on the counter as he takes you in, “What’re you doing here so early? My shift doesn't finish for hours.”

“I needed to kill some time,” You shrug, “I thought I'd pay my favourite sailor a visit.”

Steve puffs, opening his mouth to respond. But, before he can say anything, another voice pipes up from around the corner. It's raspy, laced with sarcasm.

“He’s only your favourite sailor because you haven’t met me yet," At the hatch behind Steve is a tall girl with broad shoulders, a tall figure and a careless posture. She has her hands placed on the further counter, while she starts twirling a black ring around her middle finger. She has black bracelets and a watch on one wrist, a spiked bracelet on the opposite. Both hands are painted with black nail polish, which shine in the light, presumably because they are newly painted. She was, like Steve, also dressed in a ridiculous uniform, which she somehow made look attractive. “I promise I’m much better company.”

“Well, you certainly look better in the uniform.” You look her up and down, chuckling, as she returns a flirtatious grin.

Steve looks pathetic as he starts running a hand down the front of his ludicrous smock, “I think I make this thing work pretty well for me.”

The girl scoffs, wide-eyed, “The loser board says otherwise, Dingus.” She calls, pointing at the whiteboard that's propping up next to her. The board is split in two: one side had, "You Rule!" written above it, and, the opposite side, "You Suck!". With no surprises, The 'You Rule!' side has no marks below it, whereas the other has a large amount of five drawn on.

You laugh at this, fingers tapping against the glass of the countertop, as you look at the board, then back to her, “Things can only go downhill when he’s forced to use words.”

She laughs with you briefly, then taps her name badge with her finger, "I'm Robin, in case you didn't know. Robin Buckley."

You raise your left eyebrow, "I do recall being in most of your classes, y'know. Just because I hang around with Steve doesn't mean I'm a complete moron."

Steve pouts from where he stands, arms crossing defiantly over his chest, “This is not a duo I'm here for at all. I think we should have a rule that you two are not allowed within thirty feet of each other."

“You always try to keep me away from the pretty ones." You roll your eyes, lips set into a smirk as she watch Robin’s cheeks turn a dark shade of strawberry red. For someone with such a tough attitude, she sure was easy to fluster.

“Yeah,” Steve agrees, “—I hate fighting for your attention. You make me feel like a fool when around ladies with you.”

“I'm sorry," You shrug your shoulders, "Must be a weakness of mine.” You breath a laugh once more, glancing over at Robin, who was already staring.

“Are you flirting with me through Steve right now?" Robin starts shaking her head in disbelief, "Is that what’s happening? — Because, if you are, I’m disappointed in myself that it’s working.”

Steve swiftly turns to you, “My charms have rubbed off on her! She's like a charm-sucking vampire. She’s the reason I can’t get any girls.” He rants, pausing with wide eyes as if he’d came to some great realization, “It all makes sense now...”

“The only thing I’ve gotten from being around you is brain damage.” You respond, with a playful eye roll.

Robin purses her lips and places a hand to her hip, feeling a surge of confidence, "If you want to ever flirt without proxy..." She pulls a black pen from her pocket, then holds out one of her soft hands to take one of yours. You slide yours into her palm without hesitation, both of you sharing a smile.

She quickly finishes scribbling her phone number to the back your hand, her warm fingers brushing across your skin. You feel a small shiver briefly down your spine, throwing you slightly off guard. Robin stands back with a pleased smile, "Call me?"

You smile softly, nodding your head, "Consider it already done."

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first fic here, kiiinda nervous... (is the robin fandom still active on tumblr?¿!) interactions are appreciated! 🫶🏻

[stranger-nightmare]

Dating Robin Buckley Headcanons

Pairing: Robin Buckley x GN! / AFAB! Reader

Warnings: sfw and nsfw, minors DNI

A/N: so here’s Robin’s version of my dating headcanons! I hope you like it <3

next up I think will probably be Eddie, or maybe Nancy, it depends on how quickly I get them done <3

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

SFW

she’s super awkward when you first meet, like she just can't seem to stop talking whenever you’re together

she’s self conscious that she’s annoying you but you actually find it really cute and endearing and you always make sure to tell her as much, she needs the reassurance sometimes

it’s Steve that sets the two of you up and encourages you guys to get together

also getting with Robin automatically comes with a free lifetime subscription to Steve’s lesbian protector programme, which includes Eddie as part of the package

you and Robin go out for lil dates together where there’s lots of discreet touching and holding of hands, longing glances, whispered compliments to avoid other people getting suspicious and thinking you were anything more than friends

your favourite date is your frequent movie nights, where Robin always steals the latest release from her work and brings it home for the two of you to watch

it’s your favourite kind of date bc the two of you are actually alone and are free to snuggle and kiss and touch as much a you please

you guys get matching patches to sow onto your denim jackets, everyone else just thinks it’s bc you’re a couple of besties but only you and Robin know better

the two of you are always sharing clothes, to the point where you’re no longer sure who’s clothes are who’s now anyway

bringing Steve and Eddie on date nights when you want to go out so you can get away with it looking you’re on a double date with the boys when actually you’re just there for each other - like you guys will go to the cinema or something and the boys will sit on either side of you, letting you guys be next to each other in the middle, so you can secretly hold hands without worrying about other people looking over from the side

she really likes to cup your face between her hands when you kiss

you guys have secret code words / signals for when you guys want to get away from a social situation that’s becoming too much for either one of you

you also have a lil secret code phrase to tell each other “I love you” when you’re in public

Robin can sometimes get easily flustered and stressed and you’ve learned well how to calm her down

she can get really fidgety when she’s stressed so you often let her play with your hair as a distraction to keep her mind and hands busy for a while

she also gets really giddy and hyper about things and you just love watching her excitement so much

Robin is also a fantastic listener and is great to vent to when you need it

the two of you also hardly ever get into arguments bc your communication skills are just on point so there’s almost never any miscommunication or things like that! she’d always rather sit down and have a proper conversation about the issue than have an argument where the two of get mad at each other

she’s not one for material gifts too much and prefers to have memorable experiences with you when it comes to anniversaries or birthdays etc.

that being said, you guys both definitely have a shared collection of plushies that you like add to whenever you find a cute one

I also feel like she’s the type to give you random affectionate lil bites and nips, ya know what I mean? like if you out your arm around her shoulders she’ll twist her head and give you a quick, gentle nip on the hand as a sign of affection

Robin is just a super cute and super enthusiastic girlfriend and I love her for that

pet-names: (for you) darling, sweetie, pumpkin, angel, my love

pet-names: (for her) Rob, honey, hun, baby, my love

NSFW

so I feel like this might be controversial but, as awkward as she can sometimes be, I actually see Robin as being mostly a dom in bed

like maybe the first few times you got together she was more sub, like just nerves as she gets to know you and your body and how your bodies work together

but once she’s got you and your body figured out, she fucking owns you, like I’m picturing her as a pleasure dom tbh, she loves to see how many times she can make you cum

she’s definitely into overstimulating you

loves to peg you, of course

is a fucking champion at eating pussy, like she absolutely fucking loves it when you sit on her face

not to mention how much she loves to make out with your after she’s eaten you out

I also just think she does like to kiss you a lot when you’re having sex

like you guys have to be super careful about not leaving visible marks on each other so you don’t get questioned, so she makes up for not being able to kiss your neck / body, etc. by just kissing your lips constantly

that being said, you both fucking love leaving hickies on each other where you know no one else will seem, it’s just a lil secret between the two of you

so her favourite spots to leave hickies on you are on your tits and your inner thighs, you like to leave hickies across her stomach and hip bones the most

69-ing is definitely one of her favourite positions

she likes to use a vibrator / wand on you, and she’ll make it her mission to make you squirt bc of it

I feel like she can a bit loud in bed and you’re often having to shhh her so that you don’t get caught

I also feel like she’s maybe a bit impatient when it comes to you pleasuring her, she doesn’t like to be teased as much and just wants to reach her high as quickly as possible

I can see Robin being into a lil bit of light bdsm, so she likes tying you up (this is usually when she likes to whip out the vibrator on you) , she’s into light pain play, like spanking you a lil bit if you’re being bratty

but she’ll never ever do anything that makes you uncomfortable and she’s always checking in during intimate sessions to make sure that you’re doing okay

she likes to have her hair pulled, she takes it as sign that she’s making you feel really fucking good, which is almost always true

remember those movie nights I mentioned? well sometimes if the film isn’t good, or if she’s just in the mood, Robin will slip her hand under your panties and make you cum on her fingers right there on the sofa

also Robin is an ass girl and she loves to grab fistfuls of you ass to pull you close to her as she fucks you - she’ll also slap your ass whenever she can get away with it

aftercare queen™️

will give you all of the snuggles and kisses afterwards, she’ll stroke your hair and kiss your forehead and tell you how good you were for her

she’ll just hold you, maybe swaying a bit, stroking your hair and humming until you eventually fall asleep in your arms

Author’s Note / Disclaimer: please remember that these are headcanons, i.e. this is how I personally view the character. you may disagree and that is completely fine, I just ask that you don’t leave any disrespectful or rude comments about it. thank you in advance.

Masterlist

[shares-a-vest]

Robin uses the Harrington's phone to make very important and lengthy phone calls.

Steve doesn't care (unless she is talking too long about something that isn't gossip he can eavesdrop on) and his parents just pay the phone bill without question.

She doesn't have to compete for the phone unless Steve needs to organise a date, which takes precedence. But he's pretty quick about it with all his go-to flirtation tactics. Whether they result in a 'You Suck' or 'You Rule' tally is another matter...

Plus, there's no chance of her mother overhearing and meddling (that's what Steve is for) and she can talk as loud as she wants.

The brass section of band needs to gather for an impromptu practice? Robin takes the lead and calls around on Steve's phone.

A high-stakes phone call to Vickie? Robin talks through the intended conversation with Steve first. Maybe they'll do a mock run-through if it's serious – and flirty – enough and then she calls.

Drama club drama? She brings her little pocket phone book and dials everyone to sort it out. Also, the phone in Richard's office can make conference calls! So yeah, she might sit in the uncomfortable leather chair with her socked feet on the desk like she's a big-wig on Wall Street (or somewhere more interesting) for its duration.

An upcoming soccer semi-final? Robin stays over the whole weekend of the game to trash-talk the opposing team to anyone who will listen and then follow up with a SportsCenter blow-by-blow.

[foreverrandomwritings]

Being in a relationship with Robin and being best friends with Eddie-Headcanon

Summary:This is just a quick little thing about being in a relationship with Robin Buckley and also being best friends with Eddie Munson and how that kinda goes. I don’t really know where this started or how it ended. I started typing and just kept typing. 

Pairing: Romantic! Robin Buckley x afab!Reader  Platonic!Eddie Munson x afab!Reader

Warnings:Angst, upside down, uhm fluff, homophobes, underage drinking, neglect and probably more but I’m terrible at these. 

Word count:854

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~You had grown up being best friends with Eddie. You lived in Wayne’s trailer park and every time Eddie was over you were combined at the hip. 

~Even though he was older he never fussed about you wanting to tag along with him. 

~Wayne had practically raised you as well since your parents were always on benders and didn’t take care of you much, leaving you to fend for yourself more often than not. 

~You dealt alongside Eddie and would split the profits so Eddie would have some extra cash and you could feed yourself.

~You tagged along to all the Corroded Coffin music sessions.

~Also played dnd with Eddie, the guys and the kids.

~Eddie had opened up to you many years ago that he was gay and you were unwaveringly supportive of him. 

~You were even supportive of him telling you about his crush on Steve Harrington. Even if the guys had been a complete douchebag most of his life. 

~You had opened up to him about your attraction to both guys and girls. 

~He was supportive as always. Especially when you told him you had a crush on Robin Buckley.

~The boy was doing everything in his power to set you guys up. 

~When all the stuff happened with the upside down you were along for the ride.

~You had been in the trailer with Eddie and Chrissy that night and a neighbor had seen that and told the police so you were also on the run. 

~As soon as the gang had found you Eddie and you were both hellbent on setting each other up.

~You were dropping hints to Steve and Eddie was not so subtly dropping hints to Robin. 

~You had dragged Eddie away from the demobats right before they could kill him. 

~The months following the earth shattering experience had consisted of the whole gang spending tons of time together. 

~Eventually Eddie and Steve got together after they both got drunk and confessed their feelings for one another. 

~You and Robin had gotten together after Nancy made it blatantly obvious that you both had feelings for each other. 

~The days that you would all hang out were absolutely hilarious. 

~You and Steve would be on the side in casual conversation while Eddie and Robin were going on a tangent about something random. They would occasionally ask you both questions and you would mumble a response or just nod in understanding. 

~But time spent with just Robin was amazing. 

~She was very space minded and constantly forgot dates so you would write notes and stick them on everything. Steve does the same for Eddie so you have to color code them. 

~She would talk your ear off about work or about something Steve said and you would listen to her intently. 

~You would have to remind her to eat and drink water, so you always carried snacks around which wasn’t out of the norm because you did the same with Eddie. 

~Being with Robin was a lot like being friends with Eddie. The both of them were so similar sometimes it was eerie. But they said the same about you and Steve. 

~That's why you think you all got on so well. You were basically dating the opposite sex of your best friend. 

~You all spend a lot of time at Steve’s house until you find one to rent together. 

~Wayne becomes a parent to Steve and Robin, Steves being absent and Robins not paying attention to her.

~You all have family dinners together and Wayne is so happy that both of his kids have people to make him happy. 

~But you guys aren’t very public with your relationship. Coming from a conservative town it made it hard to be open about your sexuality. 

~But the few people that you did tell were very supportive. Mostly meaning the kids that you were raising as a group. 

~Robin was the most attentive girlfriend when you needed someone to be there for you. 

~She likes to bring you little trinkets, like rocks or leaves or something random she finds that reminds her of you. You have a drawer dedicated to stuff she has gotten you and one dedicated to stuff Eddie has brought you.

~She loves to hold your hand and cuddle with you. Plays with your hair while you lay on her chest. 

~Gives you little kisses all over your face, like literally always peppering your face with kisses. 

~Likes to go to the movies with you because it’s dark and she can hold your hand without anyone noticing. 

~The girl loves to feed you, whether it's skittles or a whole slice of pizza, it's her favorite thing to do. 

~She likes when you wear her shirts or just any of her clothes in general, she thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. 

~Makes you bracelets, which is something Eddie also does so your wrists are literally full of them.

~Will absolutely adore everything you do, the way you smile, laugh, brush your hair, sneeze, literally everything. 

~Overall I 10/10 want to be in this relationship and this friendship.

A/N:I love this thought and I would be willing to write maybe a couple blurbs about this group.

Tags(open): @wkndwlff​ @sylviebell​ @theeleggymeggy​

[shysneeze]

tell me the truth | robin buckley x reader

description: you're sure robin and steve are dating in secret and it leads to arguments and spilled secrets

warnings: arguments, misunderstandings, jealousy, lying, secrets, angsty for like a moment then fluff again, i dont think i used any reader pronouns, let me know what ive missed

a/n: based off this request because ive no self control for blurbs and i never learn

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Robin pulls anxiously at her rings as she watches you rifle in your hallway closet for a towel, back towards her as she sits silently on the edge of your bathtub. The weather outside is muffled beyond the tiny frosted window behind her, and the only sound is the rain dripping from her hair into the bath, as repetitive as the second hand on a clock. 

When you finally turn to face her, it's with a determined look of indifference as you toss her a towel to dry her hair, before settling with your back against the bathroom door frame, arms folded over your chest. 

“What are you doing here, Rob?” 

You feel guilty for the sharpness in your voice as she looks up at you, wide eyes rimmed with smudged mascara, nose bitten red by the cold. She begins to squeeze the water from her hair with the towel, gulping nervously into the quiet. 

“You pulled out of movie night again.” 

You bite back an exhausted sigh, staring up at the ceiling. Only Robin Buckley would come all the way to your house in the pouring rain because you haven't been attending your and Steve’s movie nights anymore. 

“I told you,” You start your well rehearsed lie, “Homework-” 

“It’s not homework,” Robin interrupts, dropping the towel to her shoulders, “You’ve been acting weird around us for weeks now… what’s going on?” 

It would be easy enough to tell the truth, or some variation of that actually makes sense; that you don’t like being the third wheel, and you don’t like being lied to all the time. Even now, the truth flares up, prickling your skin with heat, an infuriating mix of jealousy and anger. 

You almost want to say it aloud, that you know their little secret: that Steve and Robin are entrapped in some sort of romeo and juliet relationship, forbidden by something you can’t quite decipher, but what would that make you if not a hypocrite?

Whilst Steve and Robin have been hiding their relationship, you’ve been hiding your love for Robin, hidden in the back of your throat behind every lie told to cover it up. It’s beginning to occur to you that what once was friendship between the three of you has become only an entanglement of secrets no one is willing to give up. 

“Nothing,” You reply, eyes falling to the floor, “Nothings going on… I’m just busy.” 

Robin tuts softly, and a quiet settles between you both. When you look up again, it's to find her already staring, lips pressed into the smallest of pouts. You watch her brows twitch slightly, lips parting with words she hasn’t yet decided upon, before breathing them out in a sigh. 

“You never tell me anything, anymore.” 

It’s such a sad sound from her lips that your chest tightens with guilt. But in the crease between her brows is an anger, one that riles a frown onto your own face in utter disbelief. 

“Me?” You exhale in a bitter laugh, “Oh, you brought a knife to a gunfight, baby.”

“What” 

“You don’t get to- to lecture me on what I do and don’t tell you, Robin.” You argue, false calm finally caving, anger swelling as every word comes tumbling out. “I know about you and Steve.” 

There it is, the simple truth that’s broken your heart over and over. It leaves a certain hollowness inside you now that it’s out in the open, lingering between you. You wait for her reaction, for panicked excuses and the colour to drain from her cheeks. 

Then, she frowns, brows pulled tight with confusion. 

“What?” 

You let out another scoff. 

“You and Steve, Robin,” You spit, “I know you’re dating or whatever, and I can only assume you have your reasons for hiding it from everyone else, but I’m your friend, Robin. Surely you could have told me?” 

Robin flinches at the anger in your voice, each word pulled straight from your chest with enough velocity she feels guilty for something she hasn’t even done. She’s blinking up at you, the irritated crease between your brows, downward curve of your lips. 

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” 

It’s a childish display of anger, but you find your eyes rolling and your arms folding over your chest, turning pettily away from her. Robin’s surprise softens only to recoil into furious confusion, standing up from the edge of the bath with a sharp breath. 

“No, I really don’t, (y/n),” She argues, frustration tightening her throat, “Steve and I aren’t dating- or whatever. He’s my best friend and nothing more.” 

“You don’t need to lie,” You say stiffly, not daring to turn back towards her now that angry tears have begun to gather in the corners of your eyes. “I see how you act… all cuddled up during movie nights and whispering together.” 

You sniffle a little, and Robin’s anger eases just slightly, reaching out to touch your shoulder when you shrug it off taking a step forward, away from her. When you finally turn back, it's with glossy eyes, illuminated by the flickering bathroom light. 

“A-are you crying?” 

“No.” 

Robin brows set into a stern frown once more, growing frustrated with the lies and confusion. Standing there on your bath mat, shivering from the cold and damp from the rain, she gives you the harshest look you’ve ever seen grace her face, and you can see the words clawing up her throat seconds before their out her lips. 

“I’m not dating Steve.” She snaps, “And even if I was, why are you being so- so confusing and bitter about it? Why is it any of your business anyway? You hardly hang out with us enough anymore, why do you even care?” 

“I don’t hang out with you because I’m always the third wheel!”. 

It’s not technically a lie, but as your voice catches with emotion, both of you know it's not the full truth, and a flash of panic flickers behind your eyes as Robin’s eyes narrow, unconvinced. 

“A-and you’re my friends.” You add, voice fading weakly, “Surely you should trust me enough to tell me that happy news?” 

Robin’s lips purse and she takes a few cautious steps forward, shaking her head. She lifts her hand, and this time, as it settles on your arm, the solemn look in her eyes is enough to disarm you completely, heart racing in your own ears. 

“Why are you lying again?” She asks, “Tell me the truth, at least once.” 

The anger dies with the softness of her voice and the feeling of her fingers on your arm. Your lips part, this time with the truth, trembling from its hiding place at the back of your throat and entering the world in an exhausted whisper.

“I- I love you, Robin.” 

There’s a moment of nothing, no tenseness, no words of surprise, nothing. It’s barely a few seconds, but it's enough time for you to tie your mind in panicked knots, to step out of Robin’s touch before she can pull you back. 

“Shit…” You exhale, “Shit- I’m so sorry, Robin.” 

Robin is still processing it, jaw slack, pupils blown. She stands there, hand still suspended in the air where it moments ago held your arm, and it’s the quietest you’ve ever heard her. 

“I’m sorry,“ You repeat with a sniffle, “I shouldn’t- You’re dating Steve and- oh please don’t tell him that I confessed-” 

“I’m not dating Steve.” 

It’s such a tired sentence you’re suddenly inclined to believe her, eyes meeting yours with such sincerity that you’re beginning to realise you’ve what a mess you’ve allowed your mind to concoct, a jealousy that wasn’t warranted. 

“You’re not?” 

“I don’t really have an excuse for whatever cuddling you saw,” She gulps nervously, “That’s just who Steve is, and he’s my bestfriend and I love him as that, my friend… But the whispering I can explain, because I can assure you that it was all about you- not in a mean way! Not whispering about you in a mean way, but about how pretty you always look- well, I was saying that and he was teasing me about it, but you do, look pretty, I mean- Jesus, I’m sorry, you’ve taken my by surprise here, (y/n).” 

She laughs awkwardly, fingers combing into her wet hair, tugging it back nervously. There’s a redness climbing her neck, a grin twitching at her lips as she avoids your eyes embarrassedly. 

“You really love me?” 

Anxiously, you nod. 

“Jesus, and you’ve been avoiding me because you're jealous of Steve?” 

As she says it now, it seems ridiculous, how caught up in false secrets you were becoming, how heart broken and jealous you’ve been over a relationship that never existed. As you nod, she takes another few steps towards you, shaky hands finding your cheeks. 

“I can’t believe it.” She shakes her head in disbelief, “The only one I’ve had my eyes on during movie nights is you, (y/n).” 

She smiles, so close that your surprised gasp fans across her lips. Her thumb gently grazes your cheek, before dipping indulgently to swipe across your bottom lip, utterly entranced.

“Robin…” 

“Can I kiss you?” 

You can only nod, leaning into her touch as her hands pull your face towards her own. Her lips are so soft from the chapstick you’ve watched her apply a million times, and she kisses like it were simply what she was born to do, as if she were made perfectly for your lips. 

You allow your fingers to tangle in her wet her, grinning excitedly against her lips as she lets out a whisper of groan into your mouth, stepping forward until your back hits the door frame, and she swallows your soft sound of surprise. 

All at once, any jealousy falls away, leaving behind space for the taste of her, for the sensation of her lips on yours and the way her hands have fallen from your cheeks to cup your waist. A certain smugness creeps up on you, an odd sense of victory over Steve you don’t even deserve. 

Robin pulls back as her lips are beginning to feel numb, panting softly. You stare at her in stunned surprise. The grin she gives you is so beautiful it makes all the jealousy, and the anger and the heartbreaking longing seem ridiculous. 

“I’m sorry,” You realise, “I’ve been so jealous and angry that Ipushed myself away- I’m so sorry.” 

“Don’t,” Robin shakes her head quickly, “I’m sorry you felt like I was lying to you… we should have just talked to each other, huh?” 

“Yeah,” You admit sheepishly, “Yeah, probably.” 

She laughs softly, leaning in to steal another quick kiss before dissolving into a fit of giggles that makes you feel almost self conscious. 

“I’m sorry, just… you were jealous of Steve?” She laughs, “The boy who goes through three tins of hairspray a month?” 

You shove her with an embarrassed grin. 

“Shut up,” You mumble, “You are cuddly though, what else was I meant to think?” 

“Your definition of cuddle is so flawed,” Robin says, shaking her head, “You need a lesson.” 

 It’s so bold from Robin Buckley you do a double take, but she’s blushing so profusely at her own boldness that you know it’s exactly the same dorky girl you fell for so hard, you created an entire relationship to be jealous of. 

Reaching out for her hand you roll your eyes and lead her from the bathroom. 

“You need dry clothes first,” You inform, “I’m not cuddling you all soggy like that.” 

“You’re a fast learner.” 

tag list: @woahhhfidget @sireeeeee @lovelyy-moonlight @starselle @robinsprker @flourelle @robinbuckleysgfreall @robinbuckleyluvr @lesbiihoenestt @sumobug @milkiane @janeswhore @strvngerrose

a/n: as usual, feedback is welcomed with open arms, hope u enjoyed, i’m going to sleep now :)

[gothbitchshit]

The Fruity Four with a Hard of Hearing s/o

Warnings: none, just fluff

authors note: so I am hard of hearing, in case anyone wants to come at me about this, and these are based on my general experiences. Everyone’s experiences are different and I do not presume to know how someone else feels about their hearing loss/hearing problems, but hopefully someone sees this and feels as soft as I did writing it 🖤

Also I’ve never really written headcanons before? But might be something I’m open to doing in the future? Who’s to say. And per usual, my requests are open 💖

Steve

Would be the most empathetic of the bunch

Always makes sure you can see his lips or his hands

Will repeat himself at the first sight of your confusion

Literally does not care if he’s said the same thing 9000 times he just wants you to feel included

Will also repeat any jokes or fill you in on conversation gaps

If there’s one ear you hear out of better he makes sure he’s always on that side

But he also never makes you feel like a burden

And also never oversteps his boundaries

He knows exactly when to step in and when to let you handle things yourself

Someone isn’t being clear? he knows you got it covered

But as soon as someone starts to be a dick? Steve is feral protective bf mode

I also feel like his love language is words of affirmation

So communication is big for him, especially after his and Nancy’s breakup

So he makes sure to tell you explicitly in every way he can that he loves you

And that you’re perfect for him

And that even on your bad days when you feel guilty because Steve has definitely asked you what you want for dinner like 15 times in 10 minutes

He still wants to be with you and would never choose anyone over you

Overall, not like we didn’t expect this, but Steve would be the perfect partner

Eddie

Oh sweet, sweet Eddie.

First, he’d be distraught because “babe there’s so much good music! what do we do?”

Then he realizes you can still hear, not well and sometimes things are super distorted when it’s too quiet, but enough that you can still hear his music

Aaaaaaaand now he’s excited.

Oooooh boy he’s playing you music in the van and making you mixtapes you can listen to with your walkman

He realizes easily how different music registers to your ears, and what your likes and dislikes are, and makes it his mission to find you the best music he can find

Also, as we know, this sweet, sweet boy is so incredibly loud

And he’s always forgetting which side is worse for your hearing if you have one

So he’s just… louder in general

His sign language is also… not great

And he has a problem with looking around, covering his face, and not focusing on you when he’s talking

But he accepts the redirection when you grab his hands or his chin to bring him back to you

A shy smile growing on his face as he blushes and apologizes

And as long as you’re patient with him, he’s going to put in effort

I feel like he’d also be the best at getting your attention and making you feel included

Like he notices you’re zoning out at a party or during d&d and he wants your attention back?

He’s squeezing your hand under the table or tucking some hair behind your ear to bring you back

Never making a show of it, but always letting you know he’s always looking out for you

Reminding you that you’re always his focus

And after long days when you’re burnt out and your head hurts and everything is too much

He lets you rest his head against his chest and hums to you

The vibrations under your ear making you smile

His love language is also 10000% physical touch

Because he doesn’t need you to hear him say he loves you

When he does so many things that prove he does every day

Nancy

She is absolutely learning sign language and teaching it to everyone

She does NOT want her partner to feel left out

So she takes it upon herself to make sure you never do

She strikes me as someone who would cause a scene even if you ask her not to

Like you ask a waiter at a restaurant to repeat something more than once

And they joke “what are you deaf”

And you just look at Nancy and you know she’s gonna unleash hell

Sometimes its a little overwhelming because no one really means harm

But you can’t be too mad about it because you know she does it because she loves you

And she always looks so guilty after she’s calmed down because she knows she caused a scene

But if someone does mean harm? Ooooooh boy

You get to watch her tear them apart for you

And yes it’s as hot as you think

But she’s the one who would go so far out of her way to normalize everything for you

She even starts signing when she’s talking when you’re not around

Her love language would probs be acts of service so this fits right in

She’d be your biggest advocate in getting accommodations

And she’s also with you at every appointment

Taking extensive notes and asking questions

And when you’re overwhelmed she’s pulling your head into her lap

Scratching your scalp and gently massaging your temples

And you know that everything Nancy does for you is always out of love

Robin

She and Eddie are both peak chaos, a little prone to rambling and gesticulating

But like Robin said, her ears are little geniuses

And when she realizes you’re hard of hearing she is finding out exactly what pitches and tones are hardest for you to hear

She’s finding out exactly how loud she needs to be within 5 minutes of seeing you

And her articulation is always impeccable, even when she’s going off at the speed of light

Because she knows the better she articulates, the less you’ll have to ask her to repeat it.

Sign language either sticks in her brain immediately

Or learning it is like pulling teeth

Like proficient in a month or can’t remember how to ask where the bathroom is nearly a year later

But she puts in the effort for you

She’ll always put in the effort for you

She’d also be more on the chill side of the spectrum as an girlfriend too

A little like Steve in the way that she knows when to back down and when to help you out

But she’s waiting for the moment you look at her, eyes pleading for help before she steps in

And once she does, she’s super casual about it and not drawing attention

I feel like she’d also make jokes about it too for the drama

The cashier in the store is snippy with her? “how could you be so mean my partner is deaf!”

The person behind you in line at the movie theatre is being pushy? “They’re deaf can you chill?”

Yes she knows you’re not deaf it’s just easier to say that than explain you’re actually hard of hearing and everything that entails

Even when the situation absolutely doesn’t call for it

But it's all in good fun and she never uses it against you

Her love language to me seems like quality time

So any time you can spend with her, either in silence or not, is good to her

Because she loves you and loves being around you

[plus-size-reader]

Dating Robin Buckley HC

~Robin is probably the smartest person you’ve ever met

~Not only is she a borderline genius but she’s also the most clever, quick witted, and funniest woman you’ve ever had the privilege of speaking to

~Sometimes you forget how brilliant she is until she pulls out some obscure, albeit entirely correct trivia fact that blows your mind a little

~The sarcasm is intense with her

~...and she never fails to ham it up for you, no matter what. Stories that should be droll and mundane because dramatic retellings that will leave you in stitches, clutching your stomach.

~Robin speaks four languages, and she has pet names for you in every single one, though they all fall within two camps; cheesy nicknames like “pookie” and “squishy face” and traditional loving honorifics like “baby” and “darling”

~Movie nights all the time with tapes she brings home from work, ones that come highly rated or that people at work tell her that she just has to see, because Robin knows how much you adore watching movies with her

~Cuddling up on the couch with her arm around your shoulder, so that you can hold her hand in your own the whole time without having to remove yourself from her side

~She whispers movie quotes in your ear the whole time, in sync with the characters, without fail.

~You would think it would get annoying, but as long as its her, you can’t help but love every word.

~Dating Robin basically means dating Robin with a permanent third wheel, in the form of one Steve Harrington

~He knows everything there is to know about your relationship, and he likes it that way. He likes to live vicariously through his best friend, when he’s especially lonely and even invites himself on a few of your dates

~It just comes with him

~Not that you mind. Having Steve around is like having a dog, like you and Robin adopted a big, attention hungry golden retriever that can’t get a date to save his life.

~Your baby is a huge geek, and don’t ever forget it. As much as she teases Steve and the kids for being nerds, she is right alongside them when something goes on that she thinks is, in her words, “Super Rad”

~Robin isn’t huge on PDA but she loves to press kisses to the back of your hand or your knuckles when the urge strikes her, because it’s just intimate enough without being full blown dangerous for either of you

~Speaking of, since it isn’t 100% safe for either of you to be out with everyone, she loves finding subtle ways to show her love for you

~She gets you a bracelet with her initials on it that you wear almost always, along with one that she wears adorning your initials

~...and wearing your clothes when appropriate, because she knows how much you love to see her in your sweaters and jackets

~Robin’s love language is absolutely gift giving, and even if it’s isn’t anything big or expensive, I believe she would constantly be giving you things and making up obscure reasons for the stuffed animals and treats

~”I thought I told you I didn’t need any more presents?”

~”Baby, it isn’t my fault. It’s earth day, I couldn’t just not get you something”

~Robin is a little more anxious than she’s willing to let on, all the time, and would definitely appreciate a little reassurance from you, even if she doesn’t have to have it

~She just likes knowing you’re in her corner because as long as she has you, there is nothing Robin can’t handle

~Robin loves to share everything with you

~Snacks, absolutely

~Space, without a doubt

~She doesn’t care what it is or what it could  mean, she wouldn't hesitate to share everything she has with you because you’re the love of her life, and it isn’t like she would share with anyone else…aside from Steve

~Doing anything you can to make her laugh because Robin has to most incredible laugh, and if you can get her really going, she’ll snort which makes your whole day

~Long story short, she means the world to you. You know that there is nothing that will ever change that. She’s one in a million, and it isn’t lost on you that you’re one of the luckiest people ever to have her.

[ddejavvu]

m.list - robin buckley

blurbs:

robin is too shy to ask you out

robin wears the crafts you make her

robin and steve take turns with you | 2

robin and steve steal your clothes

you and robin scare steve

[ssweetleaf]

ik it sounds so unlike her but i need a ghostface robin to act silly and goofy while shes ruining me down there and holding a knife to my throat

woah, never knew i needed this 😻

SMUT under the cut

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Cool metal was pressed against your throat, the sharp blade glistening with every heave of your chest— any wrong move and your neck would be sliced open, and the hand that held the knife went down, down, down, to a woman with a mask halfway up her forehead and two fingers stuffed inside your cunt.

That woman was in fact your roommate— and with the countless deaths that had occurred around Hawkins, you knew entirely that it had been her.

So why were you dripping onto her hand? Why were you whining when the curl of her fingers slowed?

Why were you enjoying it?

“I always had a thing for you, baby—” she sighed, irises morphing into heart shapes and a love-sick smile twisted her lips. “made me so jealous when you’d bring people home- I’d hear you, honey, they just can’t satisfy you the way I can, isn’t that right?”

You didn’t answer— you couldn’t answer, fear pumping through your veins along with the satisfaction of being filled to the brim, an odd concoction that had your mind fogging and eyes rolling back.

“I said—” she cooed, a little too prettily, grin all wide and toothy, fist clenching even tighter around the knife and pressing it further against your throat, the tip even managing to catch your skin and slice you a little. “Isn’t. That. Right?”

You nodded for her, for you too, for her to go easy on you and for you to get out of this alive. Though is that what you really wanted?

“Good girl.” Robin’s pace fastened, curling the tips of her fingers against that spongy spot so deep inside, nearly causing you to drool, and her eyes flicked down to your throat, watching as a little trickle of blood slid down your skin and pooled in the junction of your neck.

She pouted, exaggerated and a little mocking, and she nuzzled her nose against your chin before pressing a fat, wet kiss to your cheek.

“Oh, baby, look what you made me do—” she clicked her tongue, pout still prominent, “silly girl, made me cut you.”

You cried out, the rope at the pit of your stomach tightening, tightening, tightening— so ready to snap, the need to cum overwhelming you, each of your senses on complete overload.

“M’sorry, honey— I’ll make it up to you, promise.” She smiled at you, “after all, we’re gonna be together forever. Robin and her pretty girl, hm?”

[elliots-an-idiot]

When I tasted strawberry mentos

Robin Buckley x fem! Munson! Reader

Sorry for any spelling mistakes!

MEN DNI!!!!

Description: Despite your finest efforts to hate your newest coworker Robin Buckley, you find yourself falling fast, literally. Who knew your infuriatingly beautiful coworker was so good at first aid?

Warnings: I’m definitely not projecting my love of robins hands in this story, blood, minor injury, first kiss.

“God mother fucking! Buckley get back here and help me out!” You call out from the break room, “stop fooling around with your boyfriend for 10 minutes, Jesus!”

“First off, he isn’t my boyfriend. Steve and I are best friends!” She retorts, still in the other room

“Yeah, yeah, platonic with a capitol P and all that stupid bullishit I know!” You aren’t stupid, you see the way Steve and Robin look at each other. It annoys you to no end that the two of them are thick as thieves. Initially you thought it was because you wanted to be that close to Steve. But, after some self discovery (with the help of your older brother and his weed stash) you realized it was because you wanted to be close to Robin! You wanted to whisper to her and make her throw her head back and laugh until she cried. You wanted to have inside jokes and hold her when her mom was being especially bad. But she hates you and she’s in love with Steve. You don’t even realize she’s entered the room until she puts a hand on your shoulder. “Jesus fucking Christ Robin don’t sneak up on a girl like that”

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. What do you need my help with?” She apologizes whilst fidgeting with her rings, a cute habit of hers. It gives you some time to stare at her hands, easily the best part of her body. Her jewelry is immaculate, as always, and you feel your face heating up.

“The goddamn vhs is stuck,” you gesture to the VCR annoyed with the stupid ass machine, “ apparently back to the future decided to be a little bitch today”

“Oh good you broke something again!” She rolls her eyes before stepping towards the VCR.

“Don’t be a bitch, Buckley” you mumble, “do you need me to go grab the screw driver?”

“Yeah probably,” she picks up the VCR and begins analyzing the damages as you start to walk away “ oh shit wait it's coming out!”

You spin around quickly, tripping over your own feet and falling at Robin’s. You feel your knees slide against the ugly carpet as Robin reaches out to you.

“You okay Munson?” She asks while helping you up. She grabs your hand and you can feel the cool metal fo her rings against your fingers. Your face instantly burns bright red.

“I’m fine!” You tear your hand out of hers. She looks down at your knees and sees the blood trickling down your leg.

“No you aren’t! You’re bleeding! It’s not the worst leg injury I’ve seen because I saw this one girl in soccer-” She starts to ramble but cuts herself off when she seemingly realizes that right now isn’t the time to talk about that. She gently grabs your shoulders and guides you to sit down.

“Robin seriously I’m fine!” She gives you a final, gentle push into a chair in the break room. You hiss at the feeling of your rug burn as you sit down begrudgingly. You turn to face her as she grabs the first aid kit.

“Maybe I’m not 100% fine. But I can handle this, I’m sure your boyfriend misses you upfront,” you spat at her, she turns to look at you angrily.

“He’s not my fucking boyfriend, moron!” She yells back. She moves towards you with the first aid kit in her hands, she sets it down next to you and kneels in front of you (you need to try hard to push down the butterflies in your stomach as you see how good she looks on her knees for you). She grabs your hand in hers and takes out an alcohol wipe from the kit, “this is gonna hurt so please squeeze my hand if you need to”

Your face heats up again at the sight of her helping you. You’re pulled out of your thoughts as she wipes your knee down.

“Oh holy fucking shit!” You squeeze her hand as she instructed you to do. The stinging stops almost as fast as it started and she gently puts a bandaid on your knee, “thank you, Robin.”

“Anytime, Munson, just try not to fall for me again huh?” She looks you in the eye and squeezes your hand and it’s as if you can feel all rational thought flying out of the window. You stand up quickly and pull your hand out of hers.

“It’s kinda hard not to when you look like that.” The words tumble out of your mouth before you can stop them and you feel your face heat up again, “I mean, uh, shit.”

“Do you mean that?” She stands up and looks you directly in the eye. You can see her face, she doesn’t look disgusted or scared like most girls would, she looks happy? There’s no way she’s happy that you like her. You feel the terror building in your stomach as look at her. She steps closer to you and takes your hands in hers. You feel the cool metal of her rings against your hands once again. You’re face to face with her now, you can feel her hot breath hit your face and the smell of her cologne hits you like a truck. You quickly look down at your shoes to hide the blush taking over your face. “Y/n please tell me if you meant that.”

“Would it be bad if I did?” You mumble back, she gently releases your hand and you wince prepared for her to yell to her boyfriend. Or summon a mob with pitchforks and torches. But instead she gently grabs your chin and tilts your head up towards her. Her eyes flicker down to your lips and you gently gasp, “Robin, please tell me if I’m reading this wrong.”

“You aren’t.” She mumbles before closing the distance between the two of you. Suddenly she’s kissing you and goddamn it feels so right. Her lips are softer than you imagined. This doesn’t feel like kissing Johnathon or any of your ex boyfriends, this kiss feels like home , it feels right. You bring your free hand to the back of her head to deepen the kiss, your hand tangles in her strawberry blonde locks as you feel her tongue gently swipe across your lip. You instantly part them and you can taste her cherry chapstick. Her free hand falls to your waist to pull you closer to her. You gently moan at the contact. You never want this moment to end but you do need oxygen. You pull back reluctantly and your forehead falls against Robins. Your hand still resting in her hair and hers on your hip. She lets out a breathless giggle, “ sorry for laughing that was just my first kiss and I-”

“No fucking way was that your first kiss Robin!” You cut her off before she can say anything else and pull away from her to meet her eyes, “that was amazing!”

“Really? I did a good job?” She asks with all the excitement of a 5 year old who was promised ice-cream, “I really hoped I was doing good-”

You cut off her rambling with a chaste kiss. “Yes Robin you did a great job,” you meet her eyes again, “I’ve wanted to do that since I first met you, Robin.”

“How about I take you on a date tonight? I can cancel Steve and I’s movie night!” She asks with the most adorable hopeful look in her eyes.

“I know you wanna get some but come on Robs you really have to cancel our movie night?” Steve pokes his head in the door and your face goes bright red.

“Does he know about you?” You look at her and ask.

“Yeah, I came out to him at starcourt in the bathroom after we finished puking our guts up” she says it so nonchalantly you almost forget about the reason they were puking their guts up.

“Right, yeah, evil Russian drugs,” you sigh recalling that shitty night, “for the record, I would love to go on a date with you. But I have hellfire tonight, so, tomorrow?”

She turns to look at you before leaning in and planting another kiss to your lips, she pulls away and parrots your previous sentence “tomorrow.”

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HC - Relaxing with Robin (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader)

I got this really cute idea with a bit of comedy at the end, pls enjoy 💕

Robin had just (quite literally) railed you into next Tuesday, so the two of you were just laying there together

You didn’t want to move from the couch for hours, all you wanted to do was have Robin run her fingers through your hair

Your head rested on robins boobs, and you felt her kiss the top of your head while her fingers ran through your hair again

You looked up at her, sticking your lips out for a kiss which she happily obliged

“You good babe?” She asked, laughing a little bit since you were still trying to catch your breath from the fun you’d had 👀

“I’m amazing. The only thing that would make this better is pizza”

“Say less” she kissed the top of your head once more and leaned over to the side table for the phone

You pulled the blanket you had on the couch over the two of you because the fan you had on was making you a little cold

You could tell Robin was also cold because her nipples were definitely standing at attention 😂

Robins boobs were your favorite pillow tbh, you often told her they felt like clouds

Even as she ordered your usual from the pizza place, she continued to scratch your back with her free hand

There was nothing you loved more then feeling her skin against yours and being as close to her as you could

She always said she liked laying on your tummy more, she worshiped every single one of your curves whenever she could

Her hand traced patterns on your thighs, and she grabbed one with her hand and shook it a little. You giggled when she smacked it

She just wanted to remind you that you were beautiful, even while she was ordering pizza

After she was finished she kissed everywhere she could find, paying special attention to the bigger parts of your body

“I never want this moment to end” you told her

“We have the rest of our lives for moments like this” 🥹

She turned the tv back to the movie you were watching and you settled back into the couch together patiently waiting for your food

You couldn’t imagine anything better than being naked on the couch with your woman while you ate pizza. That was truly heaven when you thought about it

You let her play with your hair some more when you thought you heard a knock on the door

Before you could ask who it was (it was way too soon for it to be the pizza) Steve opened the door and walked right into your apartment, sitting down on the chair next to the couch

He was already going on about his date he had that night that had gone wrong, not even noticing that you and Robin were in fact naked on the couch

“And then she took food off my plate! Without asking! I mean you gotta ask. Wait I’m being rude how are you guys?” And then he looked over wide eyed

“STEVE!!!!” You both yelled, pulling the blanket up so he couldn’t see anything, then realizing you only had one blanket

“OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY YOURE NAKED IM SORRY” he stood up from his chair and turned around while he covered his eyes

Honestly you were still in shock

“Oh jeez guys I’m sorry Robin, Y/N I promise I didn’t look at your boobies”

“STEVE!”

“What?”

“Do you think you’d mind going into the kitchen and turning around while we go uh… get ourselves presentable?”

“Absolutely my friends I’ll get us some drinks alright? Alright”

“Alright Steve you do that” 😂

You watched him blindly walk towards the kitchen, bumping into the counter and the kitchen table on the way

Quickly the two of you got up, wrapped the blanket around the two of you, and did your best to make it to your room

When you got there you couldn’t stop laughing, you wish you could have gotten a picture of Steve’s face when he realized what he’d done

Once you had on clothes you heard Steve yell “I got the drinks guys! Next movie is about to start!” Robin laughed, things were never boring with Steve around

“I bet you regret giving him a key now don’t you?” You asked, almost laughing. Robin did too while nodding, and kissed you before the two of you once again braved the living room to hear about Steve’s date

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Okay, question that's kinda in a pair with the question before.

Would the fruity four do sexy stuff while their partner is on their period?

The Fruity Four & Sex Whilst You’re On Your Period

A/N: oooh okay so I think it depends on who so I’ll so some very short headcanons on it

nsfw work under the cut so 18+ only - minors do not read on

Steve Harrington

so Steve wouldn’t necessarily be actively into it but he wouldn’t mind it imo?

he just doesn’t like to see you suffer and he knows that orgasms can help with the cramps so he’s still willing to fuck you or finger you whilst you’re on your period

however I don’t think he’d really be into going down on you though

but regardless afterwards he’ll run you a bath and let you clean yourself up whilst he gets to work changing the sheets for you because he’s a good lil malewife

Eddie Munson

Eddie is all for it, he absolutely doesn’t care

he’ll fuck you, he’ll finger you, he’ll eat you out, he will do it all, anything to make you feel better

plus I headcanon Eddie as having a bit of a blood kink anyway so like he’s genuinely really into it

like you wouldn’t even need to ask him or anything, he’s ready to give you as many orgasms as you need to help with those cramps

like he’ll make you cum so many times you’ll actually beg him to stop

Robin Buckley

Robin I don’t think is too fussed by it so she’ll definitely still fuck you whilst you’re on your period

but I think she’d be a bit nervous about hurting you so she’d be very very gentle with you, purely focusing on making you feel as good as possible to help alleviate those cramps

she always has snacks on hand for afterwards bc let’s face it you’re in need of double snacks being on your period and having just had Robin fuck you

Nancy Wheeler

Nancy I think would be willing but she’d be very clinical about it

like she’d genuinely put towels down for the mess, and honestly I feel like she’d probably wipe you down a bit before she gets to pleasuring you

or she’ll fuck you in the shower / bathroom so there’s less mess to deal with

I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, she’ll provide the best aftercare as well, and she’s always always stocked up on whatever products you need

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Camping With Robin Headcanon

You figured with all the flannel and boots Robin wear she'd be a natural at camping

You couldn't have been more wrong

But to be fair, you weren't too great with the outdoors either

"Oh my god, Robin, it's another spider!"

"Well, we are outside."

The trip picked up when you brought out the battery powered radio

The two of you danced together, leaves crunching beneath your footsteps

The two of you sunbathed on a picnic table while you talked

"When we get back to civilization, we should see that one horror flic that just came out."

"'Back to civilization'? Robin, we're only, like, thirty minutes away from your house."

Once the sun started to set the two of you made a campfire

You were cuddling together in front of the flames and roasting marshmallows

You kept burning your marshmallows which Robin found very entertaining

When you both heard some rustling in the bushes you both perked up

You felt Robin's arms tense around you as the noises persisted

"What if it's a bear? Oh god, what if it's a bear with rabies? I'm terrified of rabies. You're basically screwed if you get rabies."

"Robin, you're freaking me out!"

"I'm freaking out!"

The two of you ended up getting up too paranoid and took off, hand in hand, for the car

A half an hour later you were safely at Robin's house

You two were wrapped in a pile of blankets and each other, watching the small tv in her room

That night the two of you made a pact to never go camping again