#robin buckley ship

[witchthewriter]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 

🏳️‍🌈 female reader, fluff, requests are open!

a/n: everyone is over the age of 18

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ        

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿  

⭒ You guys met through her job at the video shop; it was pretty much the only one in town. You were renting out; The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink & 16 candles (you had a crush on Molly Ringwald). Robin thought you were pretty, but just checked out your videos and that was that. Until you became a regular ... because your crush on Molly soon became a crush on Robin ...

⭒ Steve picked up on it waaaaaaaaaay before she could even conceive of you, having a crush on ... her

⭒ I do think you became friends first, then best friends and then one night during a sleepover, you kissed.

⭒ You always show up to her house with her favourite flower; a sunflower 🌻

⭒ You guys literally embody the tropes of chaotic duo, - mutual - idiots - pining- , dumb & dumber

⭒ Fits of the giggles at the most randomest times, because you have so goddamn many inside jokes

⭒ Steve felt a bit threatened by you at first - he felt like you were taking his best friend away, his partner in crime, his homegirl. But he realised that you're hella cool too. So he got another best friend <3

⭒ So this does mean that Steve (without any of you realising it) has been on a lot of date with you guys...

⭒ You guys secretly hold hands in public,, and kinda play it off as 'well she's just my bestie <3' because neither of you feel safe enough to come out (which is bogus but people now feel the same way, I mean I did and still do. So if you feel this way, you are valid and I wish nothing but the best for you.)

⭒ You guys are near inseparable - if one of you goes one place, best believe the other is probably there waiting.

⭒ You & Robin spent ages making friendship bracelets for each other (and Steve) yours is purple, hers is yellow and his is red

⭒ Favourite things to do together include; doing each others make up, going on cute picnic dates, going to the cinema, annoying Steve, chilling on the swing sets in the park

⭒ I can see you being artsy, either with painting or drawing., You've tried to to do a portrait of Robin a few times but it never works out. You can never get the colours bright enough, or capture how she makes you feel

⭒ You and Will get along really well - I think he can tell that you and Robin are together, even though you haven't told anyone except Steve. It gives Will hope to see a queer couple thriving; he wants what you guys have. I'm not 100% sure if he would come out to you, but I think you could probably put 2 and 2 together since he pines over Mike.

⭒ After Eddie called Steve big boy, that's all you call him now...  "Hey big boy, got the new horror movie in?" "I told you to STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

⭒ She feels very safe with you, and her rambling isn't because she's nervous but because she wants to tell you so much

⭒ Regulars at each other's family dinner nights

[kelsiejayy]

Hi!! If you’re still doing ships could i have one for stranger things?

I’m a Bi women, a libra and intp. I have BPD. I’m like mid-plus size, 5’8 with blue eyes and dyed hair which is currently blue with grown out blonde roots because i can’t be bothered to re-dye it😭. I’m also an introvert but somehow people seem to gravitate towards me which is nice. Most people know me for my makeup, lots of glitter and eyeshadow. I aim for a hippie vibe, very Fleetwood Mac inspired yk. I’m kinda just going with the flow of life rn, really pursuing my art. Most of the time i’m either crocheting or drawing.

Musics a big thing for me and my taste is all over the place but some of my favorite artists are; Fleetwood Mac, Phoebe Bridgers, Taylor Swift and Rob Zombie. I play piano but haven’t in a few months but i rly love it. I have two cats and they are my whole world, Lulu and Dr. Reid (unfortunately isn’t as smart as his name sake😀)

thank you thank you thank you💕💕💕💕

thank you for your request! also i love ur cat dr.reid omfg

STRANGER THINGS: robin!

my icon on tumblr and an actual icon to all of us y'all would make a badass couple. i think she would just naturally gravitate towards you i can't really explain why. i have a strong theory she would be a taylor swift stan so maybe that's why. but y'all are just so cute together. she loves watching your creative process in art and will hang up your drawings like a proud mom(it's bc she is hanging out sm around steve). you would both be giving style tips to each other left and right also thrifting dates>...she would definitely ask you to make her a crochet top too and would wear it all the fucking time i am not joking. you guys are really comfortable with each other first and are not just girlfriends but best friends.

i hope you enjoyed! if you have any feedback i would love to hear it y'alls opinions matter to me!

if you would like to request a ship head over to my blog they are currently open as of 6/23

[cactuseri]

rain kisses

(bonus: jonathan & argyle)

[fairyrona]

i am not in the least sorry <3!!

[cuepickle]

I headcanon Steve as bi, for the meme I’ll allow it

[unfinishedslurs]

aware of his bisexuality steve (steddie, buckingham)

“Is that a hickey?” Comes out of Steve’s mouth without permission. But there it is, bright purple and red against the slope of her neck. She’s been walking kind of funny this morning, too. He’d assumed her period came early, but… “Rob, did you—“

Eddie fumbles the coffee mug he was pulling down. Chrissy freezes, face turning white with fear. Robin whips around, face bright red, and slaps a hand over her neck. 

“Bathroom!” She yelps. “Bathroom now!”

“Wait,” Eddie says, setting the mug down with trembling hands. “It was me. Sorry, man.”

Steve stares at him, unimpressed. Why the fuck would he lie about—

He looks at Chrissy again, who takes a nervous step back, and it clicks. 

“Right,” he says, nodding quickly. “You. You gave Robin a hickey. Had totally awesome sex that she didn’t even tell me about.” He directs that last bit at Robin pointedly. He told her almost immediately when he lost his guy-ginity. Traitor. “Yep. Sure. Got it.”

Eddie blinks, confused. Robin buries her face in her hands. 

“Oh my god, calm down,” she groans. “That’s not going to work. Steve’s cool.”

“Cool?” Chrissy asks, still looking ready to bolt. 

“Super cool,” he assures her. “The coolest. So incredibly cool, even if my best friend didn’t even tell me when she lost her virginity.”

“Steve!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he says. “But I am going to need details, Buckley. We can go over what worked, and what needs more oomph.”

“Oh my god, can we talk about this anywhere else,” Robin groans, at the same time Eddie asks, “What, so you can get off on it later?”

“What,” Steve says. 

“You think two girls are hot, is that it?” He’s got a sneer on his face now, but Steve’s more observant than Dustin gives him credit for. Even if he wasn’t, it’d be hard to miss how hard his hands are shaking, the nervous tilt to his mouth. 

“Ew.” Steve’s face screws up. “Dude, no. It’s Robin.”

“Hey, fuck you,” Robin breaks in, from where she’s started comforting Chrissy. “You thought I was hot for at least a summer.”

His mouth drops open in betrayal. “We agreed to never talk about that again!”

“Can’t help being sexy,” she coons. Chrissy giggles wetly. “You wanna get married, Harrington? Have my babies? Stay home and raise six little nuggets while I bring home the bread?”

“I hate you,” he informs her. “Hate you so much. We’ll have a nice, heterosexual wedding and share a sad, heterosexual kiss, and you’ll carry me over the threshold of our nice, heterosexual house, and we’ll have boring, heterosexual sex that gives us nice, heterosexual babies, because we are so heterosexual and happy in our suburburban house in our nice little heterosexual town.”

He’s honestly kind of proud of himself for saying heterosexual so many times. Usually he fumbles words with that many syllables, especially after that many times in a row. 

Chrissy is outright laughing, now, endearing little snorts making their way between giggles. Eddie is looking between them like they’re a puzzle he can’t piece together. Robin grins.

“I’ll cuck you with the secretary.”

“Not if I cuck you first. You’ll be away all day in that office of yours, and I need someone big and strong to carry all the new furniture I ordered.”

“I knew it! I knew Timmy wasn’t mine!”

“Oh, but I couldn’t help myself,” he swoons. “Mark was just so sweet, with his bulging biceps and hand flexes, all hot and sweaty from helping poor little me while you were away! You know I’m weak to curly hair and brown eyes, Rob, how’s a man supposed to resist?”

“Fag,” she says, not without affection. 

“Dyke,” he shoots back. 

“Cocksucker.”

“Carpet—“

“Okay,” Eddie breaks in, clapping his hands. He and Robin both startle, and so does Chrissy from where she’s been watching them like a particularly interesting tennis match. “What the fuck is going on?”

“Robin lost her virginity and didn’t even tell me,” Steve says immediately, like he’s tattling to the principal. 

“Steve doesn’t seem to understand the concept of waiting,” Robin retorts. 

“I told you when I had gay sex,” he whines, and Eddie chokes. “I hate you. See if I ever give you tips again.”

“Oh, is that what you meant?” Chrissy asks. “Please don’t stop. They were good tips.”

Robin flushes all the way down to her toes. 

“You like boys?” Eddie wheezes. 

“Oh,” Steve blinks. “Yeah? I thought you knew.”

“You thought I—how would I know?”

The fuck is that supposed to mean? Steve’s been flirting with him for months!

“Robin always says we can sense each other! You sensed her.”

“You told him?” Eddie’s mouth drops open, and Robin looks sheepish.

“She didn’t have to,” Steve snarks. “You’re flagging in Hawkins, man. Was I supposed to miss it?”

“You know what flagging is?”

“Again, in case you missed it, I fuck men.”

“Fuck,” Eddie mutters. “Fuck! Christ, I can’t believe this. You’re, like, the epitome of heterosexual. I spent half of high school having to hear about how much pussy you were getting. Why are you not straight?”

“Wow, Eddie,” he deadpans. “Are you saying just because I like men and woman, I’m not queer enough? That’s kind of homophobic of you, man.”

“Yeah, Eddie, wow,” Robin says. “I thought you were better than this.” 

“Fuck off,” Eddie says. “I feel like I need to lie down. My entire worldview just shattered.”

“I have a couch?” Chrissy offers shyly. “Or a bedroom, if you need a minute away.” Fuck, Steve kind of adores her. Especially since she’s apparently vicious n bed, if the five other hickies he counts just from Robin bending down a little to whisper in her ear are any indication. Good for her.  

“Don’t worry, Eddie,” Robin says, with a glint in her eye that means he’s either going to love or hate what comes next. “If it helps, Steve’s never fucked a man in his life.”

Eddie’s brow furrows, looking between the two of them. “So…you’re just making fun of me?”

He looks a little angry now, and Steve can’t make heads or tails of this conversation because, “What the hell, Rob, yes I have—“

“Oh, so suddenly you’re the one doing the fucking?”

“Stop making fun of me for taking it!”

Eddie lets out an honest to god moan that he immediately slaps his hand over his mouth to cover up. “Right,” he says fervently. “Okay. I need to lie down, like, for real.” 

They watch him stride down the hall, so fast he’s almost running, and slam the door closed behind him.

“I could totally top,” he mutters to Robin as something that sounds vaguely like muffled screaming echoes down the hall. “I top girls all the time. It’s not my fault prostates are a gift from God.”

“Uh, you top because all the girls you fuck are from small town Indiana. If one of them brought out the strap you’d drop to your knees so fast—“

“That’s—I like topping!”

“Your favorite position is cowgirl. Forgive me if I don’t believe you.”

“I will show Chrissy your baby pictures,” he hisses. Robin makes a face at him. Chrissy nods excitedly from where she’s still tucked under Robin’s arm. 

“Oh what’s that?” Robin practically shouts. “You like being pressed against walls and ravished? You want someone to tie you up and have their filthy way with you? Is that what you said, Steve?”

Another noise from the bedroom. He narrows his eyes at her. “What are you doing?”

“Helping,” she says sweetly. “You’re both hopeless.”

“I told you he’s shy!”

“Eddie?” Chrissy asks. “Shy?”

“Yeah, okay, I was confused too, but I figured it was the romance! He told me he hasn’t actually been in a relationship before, I assumed he was nervous to take that step.”

“Yeah, but dingus,” Robin says sweetly. “You’re missing a puzzle piece here. He thought you were straight. He thought he was flirting with his straight best friend he didn’t have a chance in hell with, and then he finds out that said best friend likes taking it up the ass and men with brown eyes.”

“Oh,” Steve says, realization dawning. “Oh, fuck. What if he doesn’t like me like that?”

Robin smacks the back of his head. “Why are you stupid?”

“I don’t think you have to worry about that,” Chrissy says. “Like, really don’t have to worry about that.”

“I’m not coming over tonight,” Robin says. “I’m gonna stay with Chrissy again. Er…if that’s okay?”

“That sounds amazing.” Chrissy beams, and Robin turns red again.

“Yeah, I’m going to stay with Chrissy again tonight. You are going to invite Eddie to stay the night when he gets done with his little crisis, and then we’re getting lunch at the diner tomorrow and you can tell me about it before our shift.”

“Right,” Steve says. “Right, I can do this. I’ve invited guys over before, how hard can it be? It’s just Eddie. But that was hotel rooms, not my house and my bedroom with my shitty wallpaper. And it’s Eddie. Fuck, what if I’m shit at it? Robin, what if I’m actually bad at sex and everyone who’s ever said I was good was lying because they didn’t want to hurt my feelings? Oh my god, I’m totally bad at sex.”

“Woah, dingus, slow down. I think we took the mind meld too far, you’re turning into me.”

“If it helps, I don’t think you’re bad at sex,” Chrissy says. Steve and Robin look at her, and she flushes. “Because of the tips! Not because—I’ve never slept with you, but some of my friends did, and I got three orgasms out of last night, so…”

“Oh thank God,” he breathes. “I was worried for a minute.” Then he raises an eyebrow at Robin, and holds out his hand for a high five. She slaps it, begrudgingly proud of herself, and then takes the hand to pull him into a headlock that’s honestly more of a hug than anything. 

“You’re fine,” she whispers in his ear. “You’re great at sex, as you keep telling me. What’s more, you’re funny, charming, handsome, brave, caring—“

“Aww, Robin, are you getting sappy on me?”

“Plus Eddie literally moaned in front of you when he found out you bottomed. I really don’t think there’s a way to fuck that up.”

Steve grins. “He did do that. I’m going to make so much fun of him later.”

“So,” Eddie says with a smirk, “men with brown eyes?”

“Hey man, don’t look at me. Blame Jonathan.”

Now Eddie looks stunned, mouth dropping open. “Byers?” He says, sounding betrayed. “You have a crush on Byers of all people?”

Steve feels offended on Jonathan’s behalf. “What’s that supposed to mean? Jonathan’s a good guy!”

“I guess.”

“What do you mean you guess? He’s sweet, passionate, good with kids, nice eyes. Can pack a punch. I mean, what’s not to like?”

“Uh, didn’t he steal your girlfriend?”

He waves that off. “That was, like, years ago, man. We’re cool now.”

“Right, okay,” Eddie mutters. “Well have fun with Byers, I guess.”

It clicks. “Oh,” he says. “Oooh. You’re jealous.”

Eddie splutters. “Jealous? I’m not—I don’t—you’re jealous!”

“Oh, am I?”

“Yes,” Eddie says resolutely, not looking at him. 

“Right,” Steve agrees. “Well, if I am jealous, maybe I should know that I got over Jonathan years ago, and have since moved on to brighter, hopefully more attainable pastures than my ex’s ex.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“A different man with brown eyes?” He suggests. “Who is also good with kids, and passionate, and…” he trails off, suddenly realizing all those times Robin made fun of him might not be based on nothing. “Oh my god, I have a type. Shit, I have to tell Robin she was right.”

“I figured that was a common occurrence.”

“Shut up. Where was I going with this? I had a point.”

“You were telling me how awesome I am?”

“Oh, suddenly it’s you we’re talking about?”

“I mean,” suddenly Eddie looks shy, and Steve can’t help but think even with the change in context he might have been right when he told Robin Eddie was nervous about being in a real, romantic relationship, “isn’t it?”

He feels himself smile, slow and wide and probably more revealing than he means it to be. “Yeah,” he says, in a tone he knows Robin would call soppy, “it is.”

[helpimstuckposting]

If Stranger Things happened in modern times I feel like Eddie, Steve, and Robin would never stop making “assigned FBI agent” jokes, like “I bet my FBI agent is howling at my search history rn” or “I never leave the house even my assigned FBI agent is getting worried” etc and everyone would obviously assume they’re joking but they are not. They’re not joking.

[marriedtobigfoot]

Part two of this story, where Robin discovers Steve’s type. A lot of people seemed interested in more, so here you go! 

The conversation doesn’t go quite the way Robin is expecting it. She’s fully prepared for Steve to launch into saying how confused he is because he’s feeling weird pants feelings for Eddie, but how does that work because he likes girls? She’s been mentally preparing herself for that exact discussion since she watched Eddie Munson call her best friend ‘Big Boy’ in the middle of committing grand theft auto. So when Steve starts talking, curled up on the gross linoleum tile of Family Video, she’s taken by surprise. She doesn’t even get the chance to answer his question before he’s throwing her prepared speech out the metaphorical window. 

“That’s stupid, you already told me that. Sharon Parker in the 5th grade, holding hands for Red Rover, blah blah blah, I know that. But like…Have you ever acted different around a girl, and then one day, you realize it’s because you like her? Like, you had a crush on a girl without even realizing it? Does that make any sense?” 

It takes Robin a second to reboot, but the second she manages, Steve throws her even further off track. 

“It’s just, Tommy H came by the other day, and he said some stuff that really has me thinking and-” 

Robin can’t stop herself. As soon as she hears a name other than Eddie Munson, she has a hand out covering Steve’s mouth. He gives her a look, surprised and confused. Maybe a little annoyed. She valiantly ignores him because what he just said has her head spinning, and she needs to put a stop to it right now. 

“Steve. My best friend in the whole universe. I’m here for whatever you need and whatever you might be figuring out about yourself. You know I’m going to support you 100% no matter what happens but…Please. PLEASE tell me that you didn’t just discover you have a crush on TOMMY H! He isn’t even your type, Steve! He isn’t even in the ballpark of your type! He’s so far off it’s honestly kind of laughable and-” 

Now it’s Steve who puts a hand over her mouth. 

“Jesus, Robin! First of all, gross. I’m not into Tommy, okay? Never gonna happen, not in a million years. And second, what the hell do you mean ‘my type?’ What the hell would you know about my type?” 

Robin carefully removes his hand from her face and shakes her head. She has absolutely no clue where this conversation is going, but there’s still a chance it can work its way somewhere good. Somewhere Munson-related. And she owes it to Steve to listen to his crisis properly. 

“Nevermind, forget that. What happened with Tommy?” 

“Okay well, he came over, like I said. He was super wasted, and I guess he and Carol broke up? And he started talking about when we were friends, and how he always used to try and get closer to me. He said he almost asked me if I wanted to practice kissing once? And he talked about like, trying to touch me all the time, trying to make me laugh? Basically saying he had a crush on me, which was super weird.” 

Robin nodded, because really, she had no idea what to say to that. 

“And then he kissed me. Which was kind of gross because he tasted like whisky and he was being all sloppy, like he wanted to eat my face. But…” 

“But?” 

“It wasn’t as gross as I would have expected I guess.” 

“I thought you said you didn’t like him!” 

“I don’t! It just, wasn’t a totally horrible kiss okay? Only a little horrible.” 

Robin sighed and let her head tip back against the wall. 

“Okay, I’m not seeing your dilemma yet. Tommy liking you and kissing you is kind of weird sure, but it doesn’t change anything about you.” 

Steve’s eyebrows furrowed, and he let out a puff of air. He looked small in this bathroom, scared in a way that Robin hated. They had faced down monsters, torture, long shifts with Keith. A conversation with his best friend should never have Steve looking that afraid, ever. 

She reached out and took his hand in her, giving it a gentle squeeze. 

“Hey, it’s okay Steve. Tell me what’s going on in that head.” 

“It’s just…Some of what Tommy said. About how he tried to get closer to me, to touch me and make me laugh and shit? I guess I realized that I’m doing that stuff. With somebody else. And if Tommy did it because he liked me then…” 

“You think it might mean you like this person. This…guy?” 

“Yeah. This guy.” 

There it was, the Eddie Munson of it all. Because Robin only knew of one guy that Steve spent his time with and would be trying to be touchy and close with. She had watched it happen with her own eyes, the way Steve would look for reasons to lean past Eddie, to put a hand on his shoulder, his back, once getting brave and putting a hand on his waist. She’d watched Eddie do the exact same things around Steve, too.

Part of her almost just comes out and tells Steve, that she knows who he’s talking about. Except he still looks unsure. He looks like he wants to throw up a little, and Robin has to fix that. 

“You know it’s okay right? For you to like this guy?” 

“I know. It’s just weird, to realize I might like him that way. Normally I can figure out when I’m into someone.” 

“Well, normally you aren’t friends with the people you’re into first. That makes it confusing.” 

“And I’m normally into people with boobies.” 

“That too.” 

Steve lets out a tiny laugh, and it makes Robin beam. Something about Steve is lighter now, like somethings been lifted off his chest, something that’s been there for a really long time without him knowing. She wants to tell him how much she’s loves him. How much she cares about him and supports him. She wants to tell him about all her research, and fully explain to him her findings when it comes to ‘his type.’ 

She wants to tell him that she knows the guy he likes is Eddie. That she thinks Eddie might like him too. 

The ‘ring for service’ bell ruins her chance at saying any of it. 

She and Steve both clamber off the floor, adjusting their vests before exiting the bathroom to greet whoever keeps ringing the stupid bell over and over again. Robin can’t decide if it’s the best luck in the world, or the worst, when it’s Eddie Munson himself standing at the counter. 

She leans towards best luck when she sees the way Steve’s cheeks go red.

A few people asked to be tagged if I did a part 2, so hopefully I do that right! I’ve got a few more parts planned, so if anybody else wants to be tagged let me know and I’ll do my best!

@kaiscove​ @wolfstarlights​  @awkwardgravity1​ @anonymousbandgirl​  @f1ct1onwh0re

[kitchen-spoon]

90’s au where Eddie is a porn star who hires Steve to be his child’s nanny to watch them while he works or has to fly away for a few days for work.

Eddie is popular because of his dark aesthetic, people are really into all the black clothes, the rings, crazy long hair, tattoos and piercings. He is also popular because he works with women and men and is know for it.

Steve and Robin had just moved to New York for Robin’s college and because Steve goes wherever she goes. They apply for jobs and are desperate so they even go to the library and reply to ads on Craigs list. That is when Steve sees a posting for someone looking for a nanny for their 2 year old daughter. It was basically a 9-5 almost everyday with extra pay for overnight weekend stays too. It seemed to good to be true but Steve applied anyway, what could the harm be?

That ad is how Steve met Eddie, the sexiest most confident man he’d ever met. He was so smooth and flirty and open about his job away from the small ears of his daughter who just knew daddy was a model. He’d toy with Steve, batting his big brown eyes, biting his lip and smirking at him during the small moments where their schedules would cross over and they’d see each other.

Eddie couldn’t help himself, he got bolder with time moving to leaning into Steve’s space to catch a whiff of his Cologne, fleeting touches just so he could feel the firmness of Steve’s muscles under his fingertips. Steve was exactly Eddie’s type, shorter than him and built with the sass and attitude of someone twice his size. He was a tan hairy Italian dream, and Eddie would do anything to taste that cross Steve wore around his neck. He couldn’t help but imagine the brunette oiled up, laying in the sun in the tinest little speedo, his perfect brown hair glowing.

The tension grows between them with each passing month, not helped by how much Eddie’s daughter loves Steve and how much it melts Eddie’s heart to see how gentle and sweet Steve is with her. It all comes to a head one night 5 months after Steve is hired. Steve does his usual stalling so he can stick around and flirt with Eddie before he leaves, relishing in the touches Eddie will give him. He gives in that night and agrees to stay for a glass of wine. They sit on Eddie’s couch, closer than anything that could pass as casual. Their knees were touching and Steve was leaned right in Eddie’s space, arm resting against the back of the couch as he looked up through his lashes while Eddie spoke. He was so distracted that he didn’t notice his wineglass slowly tipping over in his hand until it spilled all over his and Eddie’s laps.

They cleaned up in the kitchen, Steve blushing as Eddie called him sweetheart and hoisted him up on to the counter like he weighed nothing. Eddie dabbed at Steve’s pants, slowly moving up until he was pressing directly over the growing bulge in Steve’s pants. And then Steve couldn’t take it anymore. He shoved Eddie’s hands away and slid his own into Eddie’s hair, yanking him forward so he could finally know what that tongue piercing felt like. Eddie didn’t let Steve have control for long, and they ended the night with Steve bent over the marble counter tops Eddie’s fingers shoved in his mouth to shut him up.

[multiverseofimagines]

Begging for ship request 🙏

I'm an asexual (but in love with sensuality) bi girl with no specific preferences. I'm drawn to both genders equally. I'm INFJ and my zodiac sign is Aquarius. I'm an antisocial introvert with a melancholy disposition. Among people I don't know, I'm a bit shy, withdrawn, slightly stiff. At the very beginning you can experience many awkward situations with me. I need time to trust other person and open up more. Among friends I'm more confident, less withdrawn and more laid back. I'm generally calm, forbearing, modest, kind, sensitive, but also impatient, lazy, and slightly cowardly. I have troubles with showing deep feelings. I listen more, talk less. I often act as a private psychologist, but when worrying about someone else's problems overburden me and tires me, I can unfortunately burst into anger. I'm usually organized, I'm trying stay out of troubles, and sometimes sacrifice my comfort for someone or a given situation just to stay in a so-called "safe soap bubble". I'm aware that this means that I can never learn to live, suffer great harm, never gain experience - and when I'll be at the very end, I'll experience it twice as hard as I even should. I'm a little scared of it, but nvm. I don't know how it is to be in relationship. I've never loved anyone, no one has ever loved me. I try to get good grades in school, although I'm not one of the most intelligent people. I can be jealous of someone's achievements, which I react to by hiding in the corner of my house, crying and blaming myself for being insufficient and not being able to have the same things as others have.

What do I like? Watching movies and series, especially the romantic ones, most often with lgbt+ threads. Reading fanfiction about ships. Listening to music: I have a weakness for various types of metal (apart from black metal, because I'm discouraged by it), more of the one created since 2000, now I'm just starting with classics; moreover, I like trap soul. Drinking sweet coffee. Eating spicy food. Eating sweets, especially for breakfast on an empty stomach (dumb, Ikr). Taking warm baths in the tub. I love it when someone plays with my hair or runs their hands over my back. Platypus and elks. Nice and shapely hands. Long sleep. Trips to places I haven't been to before. Compliments in my direction, which can build my low self-esteem. Thinking, pondering the problems of the external world and people, making reflections. Sometimes I like to dream, to look ahead. Listen to low voices or whispers.

I ship you with….

Robin Buckley

Robin can probably relate to your introversion and the awkwardness of starting a friendship or relationship.

She’s open, and honest and I feel as though that’s something you value. She would also be the most open to you being Asexual, I don’t think she would care much nor pressure you.

You guys would bond over love of movies and music. Movie dates would be an often occurrence.

She’s bad with emotions, and doesn’t know how to help when you breakdown but she definitely tries her best for you. Sometimes she’ll ramble, and end up distracting you/making you laugh.

I feel like you two would become fast friends despite both of your introverted tendencies. She says whatever comes to mind and that makes it a lot easier for you to let loose a little. She really opens you up.

She would love to play with your hair, I feel like Robin isn’t a huge touch person, at least for people to herself, but she loves those little touches, the ones that don’t make her flinch or uncomfy. Hand holding, hair touching and light soft touches upon the back. (She’s def not a huge hug person)

She always has coffee for you when Steve and Her pick you up, she lets you borrow one of her thermos mugs, she makes sure its sweet, filled with coffee flavouring (she has a soft spot for hazlenut and vanilla.)

She loves how often you help the people around you, but is brutal honest in telling you that your spending too much time on other peoples feelings rather than your own. She grounds you in a reality you never thought was possible before.)

(sorry if this is short, I just had surgery 💗)

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I feel as though your a person who optimizes comfort, over, overall fashion. You definitely are a creative, and into aesthetics, but I feel like your also the type of person that gets overstimulated easily, and doesn’t like to be centre of attention. You come off laid back, but your also a perfectionist, and have a lack of confidence. I feel like you would choose outfits that not only self preserve this idea of being studious, and quiet, but also laidback, and comfortable. You definitely have a tendency to hide behind your clothes and style, and Robin is extremely similar. She likes little tokens, touchstones in her wardrobe, necklaces, and rings but her overall look is very laid back and introverted.

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GAY PEOPLE ARE REAL AND THEY LIVE IN HAWKINS

[kelsiejayy]

Hiya there! How are you? Your writing is so amazing, i absolutely adore your ships. I wanted to request a Stranger Things one, if that’s okay? If you’re still doing them, of course!

I’m a 21 yo bisexual latina woman, 5’2 (1.60 cm). Shoulder length brown (now dyed red) hair, brown eyes, i wear glasses & am a vegan. I’ve got a hippie/rocker witchy style, i like fashion. I’m an Aries (Sagittarius moon & Taurus ascendent). As I said, i’m into the witchy stuff, crystals, tarot cards and all. My mother tongue is spanish (🇦🇷) but I also speak English fluently.

I’m an introvert. A bit shy at first, but once i get to know someone I can be really chaotic. I’m a huge talker, once I start it’s hard to stop. I’m (really) temperamental, sarcastic, eccentric, optimistic, creative, sometimes childish, loud and strong headed. I consider myself smart but I can get SO distracted. I’m good at listening at people too, I like to say I give good advice haha but i’m a huge listener as well. A bit competitive, but i always take the lead on things. I have ADHD and social anxiety. Honestly, I can be a really bubbly person, I mostly show people a happy side of myself. Humor is my number one coping mechanism, so yeah, i’m THAT kind of person. I am very protective of the ones I love and I’d do anything to keep them safe and happy. Just as I can be really bubbly, I can also be stone cold; an irritable, furious person, most of the time. Once I get mad (which happens s lot during the week), it’s hard to cool off. I just get mad and moody easily. Yet, it helps because lately I’ve been caring less and lees about what others think. I tend to have a fight instinct, so i just let it be — whether the situation actually needs it or not, I’ll be ready. I’m a dork, honestly. And i can get dorkier and uncoordinated once I get close to a crush. I’m faithful, so if someone hurts me or a loved one, i do a cross into their face and it’s over. not one to go around circles, i’m rather direct.

my brand(?): the big amount of rings I wear, red lipstick, all my dogs <3

i love: MOVIES!!!!, MUSIC, classic rock, pop, writing, fries, chocolate, rainy days, taking photos, tea, the colors red & violet, cars, musicals, ABBA, collecting mugs, fall, road trips, flying on planes, vegan food, fruits, nature, lakes and green sceneries, boxing.

dislikes: rudeness, cruelty to animals, cockroaches (a fear of mine so i just take distance), running oh i hate running, arid places/deserts, the dark (yes i sleep with a light on no judging), fully crowded places (except concerts I like those), slow drivers.

Thank you very much!! Hope you have a wonderful day, much love to you💗

hi thank you so much for your request!

STRANGER THINGS: robin!

once you and robin met it was like something clicked. y'all are the most chaotic couple in hawkins and i stand by it. there is never a real moment of silence between the two of you. you guys are either talking for hours or just humming along to music in the background. i think there is a bit of comfort in that for both of you because there is always a constant connection. you both would be so head over heels for each other it is insane and i don't think either of you would fully grasp the other person's attraction. dates for y'all are probably low-key, maybe a drive-in movie or just staying at home and renting one. also, robin would absolutely adore how you collect mugs and would buy you a new one randomly just to see how excited you would get to add it to the collection. also, robin is so interesting in your tarot cards but knows almost nothing about them and no matter how many times you explain it she will just say something like 'well i have you to do it for me anyways'. last note, if you speak spanish to robin she will automatically fold on the spot- if you pull some 'thank you, mi amor' shit forget it. i am talking on the ground unable to get up. you guys are a dorky couple but it's okay because it's literally the cutest relationship ever.

i am VERY rusty in my spanish so if the mi amor part was incorrect i am so sorry, but never the less i hope you enjoyed! if you would like to leave feedback feel free to do so i love to hear what y'all think!

if you would like to request a ship head over to my blog they are open as of 6/27!

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lesbian posting for lesbian week :)

[hart269]

Chrissy : Eddie, I love you

Eddie : But I love Steve

Steve : But I love Nancy

Nancy : But I love Jonathan

Jonathan : But I love Argyle

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Y/N turning to Robin : I love you

Robin : I love you too

[robin-buck1ey]

So a lot of people who come across ronance think like “sure yeah I could see Robin having feelings for Nancy but it’s most likely unrequited love “

But that is such bull shit

There’s no way Nancy didn’t fall in love with Robin.

Robin communicates with her, try’s so very very hard to be clear about everything which neither Steve, who didn’t even ask why Jonathan was over and instead publicly slut shamed her, Jonathan who has been repeatedly lying about college, her parents who barely speak to eachother, and her brother who she only ever argues with, have ever done. But then there’s Robin wanting “to be sure, that [she] knew”

Nancy who has been saying since season 1 that she doesn’t want to fit the expectations society gives her. That she wants to do what she wants, what makes her happy. And then she meets Robin. This girl who wears whatever she wants, doesn’t get with the “perfect” guy despite everyone pressuring her to do so (the exact reason why is unbeknownst to Nancy) Robin who seems to give no shits what most people think. Who is constantly ripping apart societal expectations, something Nancy wants to do too

Robin who stood up to the professor accusing him of misogyny, something season 3 Nancy had been constantly struggling with. Robin who in a few hours of knowing her showed more understand of her struggles and validation of them more than Steve or Jonathan ever have.

Robin who at first seemed to be doubting Nancy but in reality was shocked that Nancy hadn’t had this incredibly reliable and thought out plan or lead (which turned out to be right in the end) Robin assumed Nancy was right from the beginning and it wasn’t until Nancy had doubt in herself that Robin thought maybe this time she may have been wrong. Robin called Nancy a genius once they left the library, but with Jonathan, Nancy had said to him that she “looks forward to [him] not doubting her next time” but guess who was there the next time not doubting her? Robin

Robin who despite her being seemingly different in every way possible to Nancy, bounced off of Nancy’s ideas. They worked the same problem at different angles until they met each other in the middle. Robin who brought a perspective Nancy had been missing. Their intelligence finally finding someone to match.

Robin who Nancy so frequently worried about, trying to reassure her, holding her hand, her voice gentle, her words a promise, her face soft

Robin who she had become so fond of. Her clumsy-ness although at times concerning becoming endearing.

Robin who she had wrote an article about for her brilliance. (This is an article Nancy wrote which was handed out at Stranger things Experience so it is real and not fan made)

The real Robin she “adored” seeing come out

The Robin she wanted so badly to be friends with that she had to make sure it was official

Robin who she choose to pair with in Creels house, car rides, and to visit Penshurst

Nancy, who looked like this because of Robin

Nancy Wheeler is head over heels for Robin Buckley, if you don’t believe me just ask Natalia.

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