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astermath · 9 months

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pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

summary: robin falls head over heels for the cool girl renting horror movies at family video. steve can’t believe her awkward shyness is actually landing her a date, but he’s happy for her nonetheless.

word count: idk kinda short lol under 1K

notes: just wanted to write a little blurb, then it turned into something else, so enjoy this short little meet cute with robin ♡

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Robin really is that love at first sight kinda girl.

She’s the type of girl to be busy sorting tapes at family video, when you walk in, all pretty femininity and mysterious aura around you. And suddenly she doesn’t know what to do with herself. She doesn’t know where she is, why she’s there, hell, she probably wouldn’t be able to tell you her name if she asked.

She doesn’t stop staring at you, not when you enter and not when you walk over to the horror section to pick something out. Only when Steve nudges her in her side, she snaps out of it, looking more flustered than ever.

“Dude, can you not?”

“Sorry man, it just— looked like you were falling asleep with your eyes open! What’s with you anyways?”

Robin doesn’t respond, simply averting her eyes to the cash register and hoping Steve doesn’t pry any further.

Which would have worked, if you weren’t talking to her right now.

“I’m sorry, can I—“

“Yes! Yes, absolutely, you can…” Robin trails off, realising she hasn’t even let you finish your request. Her own eagerness embarrasses her to no end, her face heating up and her cheeks now closely resembling the colour of a tomato.

To her surprise, you giggle. You’re not awkward about it at all, which somehow makes her fall for you even harder.

“I was gonna ask what the latest time would be when I’d be able to return this.” you smile, and the blonde girl is certain it’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen.

“Oh! Yeah, totally, no problem! It’s uh— a great choice, by the way. I love friday the 13th, sooo good, all that horror stuff, a huge fan—“

“A week.” Steve interrupts her rambling.

“Huh?” Robin turns to her friend.

“To answer her question, since you’re too busy being head over heels over here.”

You chuckle again, and Robin genuinely thinks her head is going to explode. Not only is her best friend making fun of her in front of you, but you’re not even making her feel bad about it. It’s like you find it cute or something. How crazy is that?

“Cool, I’ll just uh,” you hold up the tape, “rent this one then.”

Robin rings you up, her hands moving faster than her mind, and she hopes you don’t notice the slight shakiness in them. It’s not every day the prettiest girl in the whole world shows up at her job, so she’s not exactly prepared.

“Thanks,” you take the tape from her along with the receipt, your fingers touching slightly when she slides them over. Now you’re the one who’s getting the butterflies.

“So, you said you were a fan of horror movies?”

Robin nods enthusiastically, while Steve has to bite his tongue to hold back from saying that that’s the biggest lie ever. Robin isn’t a coward, not at all, but she’s the worst at scary movies. She’s just saying all this to impress you. She doubts it’s working though.

“Well, I was gonna watch this alone, but…” you grab a pen off the counter and scribble down your number on the receipt. “If you feel like watching it together, give me a call…” you pause to read her name tag. “Robin.” You smile again. “Nice name.”

“T-Thanks! You uh, you too!”

“Thanks, even though I… Haven’t told you yet.” You write your name down next to the number. “Now you know.”

“Huh…” She reads it over, not being able to keep herself from smiling like she’s sunshine incarnate. “That is a really nice name though.”

You grin, grabbing the tape off the counter and stuffing it in your bag. “Well, Robin, I’m free this Friday, if you wanna take me up on the offer.” You start walking backwards and give her a quick wave. “See y’around.”

She waves back, although more hesitant. Frankly, she’s still processing the entire encounter, and the fact that you’re real. Someone as beautiful as you exists, talked to her, even gave her your number. She didn’t know a reality like that was possible.

“I can’t believe that worked.” Steve scoffs in disbelief, though he’s pretty stoked for Robin all in all. He wants his friend to find her special person as much as he does for himself.

“Yeah,” she stares as you walk off, “me too.”

The freckled girl groans loudly and drops her head into her hands. “Why the fuck did I say any of that? Why do I always just keep talking?”

“I don’t see the big deal Buckley,” her coworker leans against the counter, “you got your date, don’t you?”

“Yeah, but then what? Then what do I do? I might have been able to charm her with my awkward idiocy this time, but what if we watch the movie and she finds out I’m a huge wuss!” She gestures around wildly with her hands, earning a confused stare from one of the older customers.

“This is going to sound so stupid, and I can’t believe I’m saying this,” he runs his hand through his brown locks, “but just like, be yourself? She seems nice enough, I’m sure she won’t judge you for being a total scaredy cat.”

“Not helping, Harrington.” She gives him a defeated look.

“Sorry, you know what I mean.”

“But what if she does?”

“What?”

“What if she does judge me? I mean jesus Steve, I wouldn’t blame her! She’s like— way out of my coolness league! She’s practically doing charity work watching a movie with me.”

Steve scoffs. “Don’t sell yourself short, Buckley, you’re plenty cool. Besides, if she does judge you, then clearly she’s not worth it. But again, I think you’ll be fine.”

“Yeah,” she sighs, already picturing her holding onto you in fear of a completely fictional serial killer. “I guess you’re right.” She goes quiet for a moment, before she’s back to daydreaming about the whole scenario. The two of you on your couch, shoulders touching, maybe an arm around her, hands brushing when you reach for the popcorn, all that sappy stuff…

“Buckley?”

Maybe you’d find it cute that she gets scared. Maybe you’d wanna protect her. She gets that vibe from you, that you’d keep her safe from all the Freddy Kruegers and Jason Voorhees of the world.

“Robin!”

Steve snaps her out of her daydreaming, gesturing towards Keith who’s about to enter the store.

“You two organise those tapes like I asked you to?” Their manager isn’t even looking at them, struggling with putting away his car keys.

Robin swipes the tapes off the counter and stuffs them randomly into the two boxes. That’s a problem for later.

“Yup! All sorted! Good thing I love organising stuff!” She laughs awkwardly, and Steve is fighting for his life trying not to laugh.

She’s got bigger things to worry about right now. Like what to wear for her date with you. And what kind of snacks you like to eat with your movies. And how she’s going to explain that the scariest thing she can handle is Frankenweenie.

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mvltixcc · 2 months

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Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on the new girl in town. Y/N is also a new member of the cheer squad, which means Robin sees her all the time at games and other school events. Unfortunately, Robin is put in a tough situation. She's scared to talk to her because the cheerleaders have a reputation of being mean girls and she fears that Y/N may not feel the same. Little does Robin know that Y/N does not appear as she seems. Y/N becomes best friends with Eddie, which seems unlikely at the surface due to different social circles. This leads to rumors of course and word spreads like wildfire here at Hawkins, which then makes Robin's feelings even more confusing. After hanging out with Steve and the gang, Robin starts to see a different side to Y/N. Will they end up together or will they just remain friends?

Word Count: 1.2k

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Chapter 1

“Have you guys seen the new girl around?” A peer in the band circle asked the group as they watched the cheerleaders all huddled together laughing with one another. Some chatter rang about, but Robin had stopped paying attention as she had watched you from afar. She didn’t know exactly how to feel about you. You were a mystery to her. She thought you were beautiful, but she was terrified to talk to you as the cheerleaders were known to be mean to everyone in sight. As Robin became lost in her thoughts, she felt a hard nudge in her side.

“Hello earth to Robin??” Someone asked.

“Ow, what the hell was that for?” Robin proclaimed as she rubbed the harsh spot.

“It’s time to go to our next class, didn’t you hear the bell?” Vickie said pointing to the sound of the bell going off.

“Oh yeah of course, sorry.” Robin said, walking alongside her friend.

Vickie started talking about band practice as they walked the halls to their next class. Once again Robin gets lost in her thoughts, spewing ‘yeahs’ and ‘mmhms’ here and there. As they were walking, Robin felt a hard bump in front of her causing her to fall.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you the-” Robin was cut off as she looked to see who she bumped into.

“Are you alright? I’m so sorry, here let me help you!” Y/N exclaimed, helping Robin pick up her books.

“Uh no no it- it’s okay, I’m alright. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. I’m the one that’s sorry!” Robin stammered as she gathered her items. Your hands brushed up against one another as you both went to pick up the last item. Y/N looked up at her and flashed a small smile, making Robin’s cheeks turn a bright strawberry red.

“Well now look what you did Y/N, such a clutz aren’t we?” Robin looked up to see the town freak, Eddie Munson, looking down at you both chuckling. Y/N stood up and playfully pushed Eddie and giggled. There were rumors about the two of you being an item, but that was all Robin thought it was. Rumors. But maybe it was true after all. Robin’s heart sank as she watched the two of you being playful with one another. Y/N turned back to Robin and gave a small wave goodbye. “I’ll see you guys around, I’m so sorry again!” You said to Robin as she and Eddie headed off to class. “Yeah see ya.” Robin said silently to herself as she watched you two walk off.

“What was that about?” Vickie chuckled.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Robin tried to play it off in hopes that Vickie would drop the subject.

“You were acting super weird, that's what I’m talking about.” “Look it’s nothing okay, just drop it!” Robin snapped, she hadn’t meant to. Vickie just nodded and sat down. “I’m sorry, I just- it’s nothing and I wish to not talk about it.” Robin apologized as she sat next to her.

The rest of the morning went by fast and felt like a blur. Robin strolled with her friends to their set table to eat lunch. Robin watched as Y/N and Eddie laughed with one another as she ate her lunch. She felt a harsh bang in her heart as she looked on at the scene from afar. She couldn’t believe that someone like you could be with someone like him. To be clear, Robin never hated Eddie, she didn’t think it was fair how he was treated by everyone. She believes he’s probably a good guy, she just didn’t think this was fair to her. Robin felt envious that Eddie got to be with you. That he got to make you laugh the way you did, she wished it had been her that did that with you instead. As she became lost in those thoughts, she was soon interrupted by a slam on the table in front of her.

“Hey Buckley, how’s it going?” Head cheerleader, Chrissy Cunningham asked sarcastically. The other cheer members look on and laugh behind her.

“What do you need, Cunningham?” Robin asked with a sigh, dreading what was to come of this unfortunate conversation. A few people had already been watching the scene unfold, as the slam of the table had alerted them. Robin tried her best not to make it worse, she didn’t want the entire lunchroom watching this all go down.

“Do us all a favor and watch where you walk okay? We don’t need you to injure our star flyer.” The cheerleader spoke with a blunt tone.

“Look I didn’t mean for it to happen and I already apologized to her. Accidents happen, don't you know?” Robin said as she tried to continue to eat her sandwich. Chrissy grabbed her sandwich and slammed it on the ground, which made the girls beyond her snicker even more. By this point more people were watching.

“Oh great, here we go.” Robbin muttered under her breath. “Look I-”

“Leave her alone Chrissy! We bumped into each other and it was an accident, that’s it, nothing more!" Robin looked up to see you standing up to the captain of your team. Nobody ever dared to stand up to or defy Chrissy, they always followed her lead and did as they were told. The girls behind her watched in shock, they couldn’t believe what was happening before them.

“Hmph. Just watch out next time okay?” Chrissy huffed and said before walking away from you both.

“Are you alright?” Y/N asked, looking at her with soft eyes.

“Uh yeah I’m- I’m okay, thanks.” Robin said, her cheeks turning a shade of red like before.

“I’m so sorry about her, she had no right to get involved. If she bothers you again, you just let me know okay?” Y/N said with a soft smile and grabbing her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. Robin nodded to you and before she could say anything, the bell rang once again indicating it was time to head to the next period.

“Come on Y/N!” Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire club yelled. You turned around and held up a finger, letting them know to give you a moment. “Well I’ll see you later Robin!” You proclaimed with a warm smile, walking over to your friends. Robin felt butterflies from that smile you gave her. This was the most that you had both spoken to one another since you had moved here. Robin began to think that maybe you weren’t so mean and scary like she thought. If she couldn’t be with you like she would like to, then maybe you two could at least be friends.

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idyllghost · 7 months

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I will go if you ask me to, I will stay if you dare. And if I go, I'm goin' crazy, let my darlin' take me there.

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cozymaples · 5 months

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omg hi it’s bi!anon lol would u maybe write for robin or nancy from stranger things?? whichever speaks to u more

maybe reader is popular and has done the whole “drunk kissing my female friends bc it’s funny” thing and robin/nancy has never kissed a girl before so the reader offers to be their first👀

omg...bi anon do i hear u. and i need my bestie to see this. @phefics , i listened to 'headache' by grouper while writing this, and decided i wanted to deliver the exact opposite vibes of that.

first time for everything | (robin buckley x reader

contains: sexual awakening, afab!reader, friends to lovers

the party was always at steve's, for obvious reasons. steve left you to your usual antics, banking on the fact that you'd come out of the closet sooner or later.

"no way!" robin says, shaking her head. "yes, way," he disagrees. robin has been childhood friends with you for as long as you can remember, and steve knows there has to be more to it. his supporting argument is that of vickie, who paused fast times at-

"yes, steve-i know, i know!" she protests, nursing the drink she hasn't even taken a sip of, the liquid sloshing around in her solo cup. she's debating taking a sip of it now since he's babbling, but she opts against it. "but she's not like that. she's just..i don't know, having fun?" she shrugs, wincing. her argument is weak, and she knows it, but hopeful nonetheless. steve dismisses her with a wave of his hand, a humored expression on his features.

about an hour later, you've made your rounds-kissed nearly every girl in the room that would let you.

and then you make your way to robin.

she looks like a deer in headlights, sliding over on the couch seconds before you flop onto it, scooching in next to her. "hi." you say. "hi," she responds. your cup is empty, and you place it on the coffee table in front of you both. "why d'you never let me kiss you, buckley?" you ask, sing-songy. "been friends with me forever," you say, "feels like a rite of passage."

robin could puke up her nerves.

"uh, well-you've never like, asked me, or anything-"

"but you avoid me." you point out, finger wagging.

as if robin didn't feel like a deer in headlights enough, she certainly looks it; pale as a ghost with eyes blown wide. "i don't mean to," she says, acknowledging that it's a confession. "i just..i dunno, man." she laughs halfheartedly, and you join in, soft giggles spilling from you as you lean into the couch. your side is pressed against the cushions, turned so you can face her. her back is firm against the cushions, glancing over at you.

"dunno what?" you ask, and she shrugs, mouth agape with a growing grin. "listen, not to slut shame-like, at all-" she quickly clarifies, sitting up more as she turns to face you, too. "you just..kiss..everyone?" she poses it as a question, though both of you already know the answer.

you nod.

"and..i just..didn't wanna be a party trick, y'know?" she grimaces, bracing for verbal impact that she's certain will come from your mouth. but you shrug.

she's right.

"i guess i never thought of it that way." you say, and suddenly it all seems so confusing. "but..boys get to kiss whoever they want.." you say, and robin laughs. "yeah, man. fuck the patriarchy, right?" she says, her frivolous humor charming you. it's only then that you notice how her eyes look, beautifully hazed when she's not blowing her pupils out from an anticipatory scolding due to her antics. suddenly, everything else seems like white noise.

"but..i kiss who i want, too." you say, and robin deflates, knowing she hasn't made the cut. "f'course you do!" she quickly encourages, faux perkiness embodying her. "and you should, i mean-" she rambles, but you quickly cut her off. "i mean," you clarify, "girls."

robin freezes, and she tries to stop you before you can get any further, knowing she happened to get lucky with how steve reacted to her coming out; knowing that he was the exception. "don't-" she quickly hushes, clasping her hands gently over your own, that rest in your lap. it sends a flurry of butterflies to nestle in the pit of your stomach, and you exhale shakily through your nose. "robin, i mean it." you say, sincerely. your buzz has certainly worn off, and you can feel each nerve trembling in your body

"i want to kiss you."

"..oh," she says, feeling like what she can only imagine steve felt like, but better. you cup her face, and she mirrors you, rubbing her thumb along your cheek. it's the closest to heaven she's ever felt, and she's terrified she'll never feel it again. "please, don't make a mistake-" she tries, and you press your lips to hers.

it's gentle; soft and slow, tender and fragile. robin's fingers rake gently along the side of your head, tucking your hair behind your ear. you lean into her touch, nearly sitting in her lap as she cradles you closer. your lips part, only to meet one, two..three more times, molding together as if they're made for each other. everyone is too occupied with their own lives, own conversations, to even pay attention to the two of you.

except steve; who glances over as he passes, a softened expression that harbors pride.

you finally part from robin, still tangled in her arms as you study her features. "i don't think any of it was a party trick.." you say, sincerely. robin's brows furrow, curious. "i think i was just..working up the nerve to actually kiss the girl i've wanted." you confess, cheeks warm and flushed. "yeah?" she coos, a grin growing on her features as she continues to rake her fingers gently through your hair. "i've never kissed a girl. ever." she confesses, "so..i guess you could say i've been waiting for you, too." your heart feels like it grows three sizes, threatening to pummel out of your chest.

"be with me," you say, and who is she to refuse? "always have been." she says, pulling you closer as you both melt into the couch. "always will be."

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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Enemies to lovers

Robin x reader

So maybe if you could write an enemies to lovers with robin and there is a rivalry between them but then something happens and the dynamics completely switch but they're still kind of bitchy to eachother

I was thinking maybe 9,11,14,23,32 and 40 from the angst list and then 4,18,21,28 and 34 from the fluff list and then to top it of with 14,19,25 and 35 from the smut list

Requested by @seasonofth3witch

Reader is very open about her sexuality

Y/N never understood why Robin had an issue with her. When she first met Robin, she honestly thought she was one of the hottest girls she has ever seen in her life. She was sarcastic and sassy.

Y/N can't lie, seeing Robin screaming at her just aroused her even more. The way her face turned red. Her lips would puff out. Her eyebrows scrunched together and her nose followed. She was breathtaking.

So when Robin decided to hate her guts, she couldn't deny that it stung. It was like she hated her before giving her a chance.

But Y/N wasn't a push over. If Robin was out for blood, she'd put up a fight.

When Robin first heard about Y/N it was from Steve. She was his latest obsession. Robin easily got annoyed when Steve could freely talk about women. If she were to do it, people would judge her. Shame her.

She hated it even more that Steve could be with any girl he met. He didn't have to worry about her sexuality, or hiding their love. She found herself easily jealous over Steve.

And when she met Y/N, jealously planted it's roots in her heart.

She was gorgeous. Easily the most beautiful girl she's ever seen in her life. And she was into Steve, go fucking figure.

She watched as Y/N threw her arms around Steve's neck and how he spun her around.

Robin felt her eyes roll, blushing slightly when Y/N noticed her action.

Y/N smiled anyway and place her hand out to Robin.

Robin hated how her smile made her even more gorgeous. A gorgeous girl for Steve.

Robin faked a smile and shook the girl's hand. Trying to ignore the sparks she felt and butterflies flying in her stomach.

It's been months since they met and Robin still feels jealousy. A burning monster that takes over her mouth and body.

It's like whenever she's near Y/N, the monster makes an appearance.

Robin later found out that she wasn't actually into Steve. They were old childhood friends, and she recently moved back home.

But that didn't matter. Robin couldn't turn the tables on her now, then she'd have to admit why she was so hostile at first. And she was not going to admit that.

In the beginning Y/N tried to brush off Robin's attitude towards her. Maybe she wasn't good at meeting new people. Y/N vowed to always be nice and give her time to warm up.

"Steve and I are going to see the new horror film, do you want to go? I could pick you up?" Y/N smiled sweetly at her but Robin didn't soften up.

"I rather do literally anything than sit in a movie theater with you."

Unless it was them alone, where she could sneak her hand up Y/N's skirt

"I heard you loved chocolate and I got so much for Christmas, do you want to share?"

"I don't need your regifts."

But she'd love to melt chocolate over her skin and lick it off

"Rob! This color blue would look amazing on you."

"I don't remember asking for your opinion."

Robin did secretly buy every clothing item in that color.

Sooner than later Y/N began to bite back. Robin clearly didn't warm up to her after months of knowing her so she gave up.

"Hey Steve don't forget, party at my house tonight!"

Robin looked up, party? Why wasn't she told?

"what about me Steve?"

Y/N overheard the question. With a smirk she snapped back to Robin.

"Sorry. Friends only. Don't really care to have you around."

"Well I vote to watch comedy" Robin stated out loud to the group, as they sat at Steve's for a movie night.

"No one wants to watch your shitty picks Rob."

Robin could feel her blood boil at the sound of Y/N's voice.

After so many comments to one another, they couldn't breathe near each other without fighting.

"ROB ACCEPT THAT YOU ARE WRONG!"

"I AM NOT WRONG!"

"what are they fighting about now?" Steve sighed as he watched the two girls practically go at each other's throats.

"I have no idea." Nancy said. Confusion as to why these two girls always but heads.

The more Robin got to know Y/N, the more she began to fall for her.

But she couldn't, it would only lead her to be heartbroken.

It was easier to hate her than to love her.

The more they fought the more Y/N felt herself craving Robin.

She wanted to swallow Robin's hot words down her throat.

For once shut her up as she fucked her.

The only problem was, if she fucked her, she knew she wouldn't be able to stop.

Their next big blowout ended very badly. A lot of damage was done that Robin wasn't sure she could come back from.

Robin remembered her blood boiling as Y/N had a girl pressed against the wall, her tongue down this girl's throat. Y/N's hands were running down the girls body, hiking a leg around her waist.

Robin could hear the girl moan over the loud music in the living room. She tried to move away but ended up seeing them from a different angle. From here Robin could see Y/N's fingers working themselves into the girl's cunt.

Robin felt herself grow wet as her eyes trained on Y/N's fingers skillfully working this girl to an orgasm. It wasn't her first time. She had to be gay in a sense. Robin watched as the girl fell apart, orgasm washing over her as Y/N swallowed her moans with a kiss. She left the girl panting and shaking in the corner of the living room. No care to the party going on around them. No care to watchful eyes.

Y/N removed her fingers from the girls cunt and sucked them clean. As she cleaned them off she looked to the side to see Robin staring at her.

A dark look took over Robin's eyes. It was a look of heat, lust and desire. She could see Robin clenching her thighs together. The movement caused her small blue dress to move up. Y/N could feel the drooling filling her mouth as she looked at the new skin available.

When she caught Robin's eyes again she smirked at the glare Robin was sending the random girl.

Jealous? She thinks so.

Y/N excused herself to the kitchen, needing another drink. She was already definitely drunk. Not usually the type to finger a girl in public at a party sober.

"You'd think you would have more respect for yourself than to be just a slut in public." She heard Robin hiss from behind her.

She quickly turned to see the girl close, practically chest to chest at this point.

"me a slut? I don't know Rob. From where I was it seemed like you were enjoying the show. What does that make you?" She smirked as Robin blushed underneath the low lights.

Even if she couldn't see her fully in the party lights, she knew Robin looked gorgeous tonight. Delicious enough to devour.

When Robin didn't answer, Y/N stood closer. Now basically nose to nose. If she leaned in an inch more their lips could touch.

"So quiet now baby. What is it? Are you a little bit jealous? Do you wish you could fuck me Rob? Or want me to fuck you?"

Robin wanted to smack the smirk off of Y/N's face. She hated how right she was. She hated that Y/N could read her like a book even when she tried to hide herself with a cover.

But Robin couldn't let herself sink into the game. Y/N was testing her and she needed to come back on top.

"You know Y/N, not everyone wants you. I certainly don't. I don't want you. I don't even fucking like you. I can't stand you. You're selfish, stubborn and such a goddamn bitch. How people even care about you is beyond me. I will never be jealous over anyone you fuck. Because I wouldn't touch you even if you got on your knees and begged me."

Y/N felt like she was sobering quickly. Embarrassed and hurt filling her bones. All this time she thought maybe Robin disliked her because she was attracted to her. Some type of sexual tension that she would feed fire into.

But no, Robin came with a bucket of water and threw it on the fire. She made it clear, and Y/N had to accept the girl she secretly was in love with, would never like her.

"Damn Rob. And all this time I thought it was just sexual tension between us. But I'm glad you told me how you really feel. I'll make sure to leave you the fuck alone." Y/N threw her full drink to Robin's feet. Pushing past her with a hard shove as she ran out.

Robin knew she fucked up. She knew she hurt Y/N and she couldn't come back from that.

It's been two days since the party, and she hasn't seen her since.

It was like she disappeared in thin air.

She wanted to ask about her, but she couldn't let anyone know she secretly cared. She hated that she could see the exact moment Y/N's eyes changed into hurt.

She was supposed to hate her.

And hating someone never felt so hard.

When the gang got together for their next movie night, it was Robin's pick.

She nervously looked over at Y/N the whole night. She didn't say a word to her. Not like they talked every second but something was usually said by now.

When she picked a movie she knew Y/N hated more than anything, she turned to her for a reaction, as did the rest of the gang.

But she sat there silently, picking at her nails.

The gang eyed her weirdly but no one said anything.

Robin quickly put in the movie and went back to her seat.

Radio silence has never hurt so bad before.

Every time Y/N saw Robin or even heard her name, the embarrassment filled her again. She didn't want Robin to know how bad her words affected her but she had to distance herself.

It hurts too much to sit there and act like nothing has changed between them. Like Robin didn't tell her that she could never care for Y/N, even as a friend.

She was never insecure but now she second guessed herself about everything. What if her other friends thought she was a bitch too. Do they think that?

They were Robin's friends first, maybe they all thought the same thing but Robin was the only one that had the balls to admit it.

In a silent agreement Robin and Y/N simply ignored each other.

The gang questioned what happened between the two but neither spoke about it.

Robin felt guilty but was too proud to admit that.

Y/N was embarrassed and didn't want her friends knowing how hard she fell for Robin. She didn't need the pity looks.

She knew Robin would never love her. She doesn't need to hear everyone say it.

Robin came down with chicken pox. She was itchy everywhere and constantly annoyed.

Her parents were gone so she had to somehow take care of herself. Which was hard since she had to tape mittens to her hands so she would stop fucking scratching.

She called Steve and begged him to help. He said he's never gotten the chicken pox and he wasn't going to get them now. But he'd send over help.

And when help showed up at her door, she wished she never asked.

Y/N nervously rocked on her feet. This was a bad idea. Robin would not want her here. But she was the only one in the gang that apparently has had chicken pox before so she was sent to help the girl out.

Help the girl who hates her guts.

She swears God is being cruel on purpose.

But the love she held for Robin took over and she wanted to nurse her back to health.

Once she got enough courage she knocked on the door with her free hand. The other hand is holding a bag of food, drinks, movies, and books. If Robin allowed her to stay, she needed something to entertain her.

When Robin opened the door a big frown took over her face.

Great, Robin thought.

She's sick, covered in red dots, no make up and hair not even brushed. Old pjs of a T-shirt and small shorts with fuzzy socks.

Not how she wanted to look when she saw Y/N again.

God was being cruel on purpose.

Y/N thought the opposite. She thought Robin was somehow even cuter sick. Her no make-up face was still breathtaking, her freckles really stood out. Her crazy bed hair had Y/N thinking of what her sex hair would look like. But she quickly shook that thought behind.

She was her because Robin was sick.

"I brought chocolate." Y/N said with a small smile and shrugged shoulders. Fully expecting Robin to slam the door on her face. To her surprise, Robin opened the door wider and stepped aside.

Her smile got bigger as she walked through the door. Removing her shoes and following Robin's lead to her bedroom.

"sorry for the mess." Robin blushed as she cleared off her bed.

"no worries. My room is definitely worse." She laughed. Her heart warmed when Robin let out a small chuckle.

"alright which film first?"

Around three movies later, Robin was close to falling asleep.

Y/N noticed Robin's eyes getting heavy. The clock read it was near 10 pm.

"You seem tired. I'll get out of your hair." Y/N said quietly as she began to move from the bed. Cleaning up the snacks and drinks around her.

She began to grab her keys when Robin's small voice stopped her.

"Could you stay a little bit longer?”

Y/N didn't know what to say.

She wanted her to stay? She turned to look at her, hoping to read her expression.

Robin's eyes were red and heavy. Just blinks away from falling asleep.

"Yeah Rob, of course." She smiled softly and Robin's lips turned into a smile.

Y/N went to sit at the edge of the bed, where she was sitting before, when Robin scooted over to her wall and patted the space next to her.

"You want me to lay next to you?" Y/N asked. She was confused. Robin wasn't anything like how she usually is when it comes to Y/N.

Robin felt her body flush in heat. Maybe she shouldn't have asked her to stay. Maybe she shouldn't have asked her to lay down.

She feels like an idiot. Right as she was about to tell her nevermind, Y/N took off her jeans.

Robin blushed at the sight of her legs and thighs. Her shirt covered her panties, thankfully otherwise Robin might actually burst in flames.

Y/N crawled in next to Robin and turned her head to face the tv, away from Robin's eyes.

Robin couldn't watch the movie, her eyes kept landing back to Y/N body laying next to her. The tv highlights the sides of her face. She was so effortlessly gorgeous. Laying there with no makeup, full attention to the film.

The silence wasn't uncomfortable, it was soothing. It was relaxing. And it somehow felt right.

Robin couldn't help herself as she slowly itched her hand closer to Y/N's that rested on her own stomach.

Once she felt her hand made contact with Y/N's she quickly shut her eyes. Fake snores leaving her mouth.

"Rob? Hey Rob? Are you asleep?" She heard Y/N softly whisper. Her breath hitting Robin's lips.

She kept her eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

Robin tried not to smile when she felt Y/N lace their fingers together and her body scoot closer.

"Sweet dreams Rob." Her heart warmed as she felt a kiss to her nose.

She kept fake sleeping until she truly fell asleep, her heart slowly beating in rhythm with the girl that laid next to her.

Robin groaned as she felt the sun shining in her eyes. Throwing an arm over eyes to block out the disturbance.

She rolled over to hide her head into her pillow when she smelled a shampoo that wasn't hers. She opened her eyes fully to see her bed empty but the scent still lingered.

That's when she remembered, she asked Y/N to stay the night.

Robin felt herself frown as she looked at the empty bed. Her room is now a tad bit more clean than last night. Her tv was shut off. The silence in the room felt like it was suffocating her. She removed herself from her bed and changed into new clothes.

She made her way to the kitchen and froze when she saw Y/N standing there in front of the stove, nothing but the same shirt and panties from the night before.

Robin clenched her thighs when Y/N reached up to grab plates from the cabinet. Her shirt rose up and she could see how her panties shaped the globes of her ass so wonderfully. She wanted to come behind her and grip her ass as she rutted herself against her.

Robin decided she needed to speak up, not keep staring at her.

"I thought you left."

Y/N jumped at the sudden voice. And turned around.

She smiled at Robin, looking adorable in her huge blue sweatshirt and small shorts. Hair thrown up in a messy bun, pieces that couldn't fit laid against her neck. Her small red bumps are mostly gone.

"Nope! Just making pancakes." She smiled brightly.

"you know, you wear that color blue a lot. It's nice on you." She complimented as she turned back around.

Robin blushed, silently remembering why she bought this color blue in the first place.

After that day Y/N thought things were going to be better between them. Robin seemed to have opened up around her, and wanted her to stay.

Y/N hoped at least a friendship was forming.

But she was wrong. She was reminded once again that Robin did not like her.

The gang was at another party, trying to have every bit of teenage fun they could manage.

Robin has been avoiding Y/N at all costs. Refusing to look in her direction during group conversations, purposely standing the furthest away.

She did a whole 180 on her. She wanted her to stay and now she doesn't seem to care if they know each other or not.

But Y/N wasn't going to dwell on it. This behavior from Robin shouldn't shock her anymore.

Y/N spent the night dancing with the prettiest girl she could find. She wanted to feel things for someone else that she felt with Robin. She wanted to feel that heat and desire.

She let the girl grind herself all over her. She placed her hands on the girl's hips and moved with her. The girl had her head thrown back in a moan as Y/N slipped her leg in between her thighs. Now grinding her clothed clit against Y/N's thigh. Y/N could feel herself biting back a moan as the girl sucked on her neck, definitely leaving a hickey behind.

"how does she find a girl every single time?" Steve whined as he watched Y/N and this random girl basically dry hump each other in the middle of the living room.

"She's hot Steve." Nancy said as she laughed at his displeasure.

Robin didn't seem to be enjoying it either. Racing breaths coming from her body. She doesn't know if her face was full of heat from the drink in her cup or from what her eyes had to watch.

Watch the girl she's been trying to ignore feelings for, once again give another girl an orgasm during a party. Robin remembered last time this happened she said things she shouldn't have. Before she made that mistake again she headed for the kitchen for some water, hoping to cool down whatever is making her body hot.

"Hey you are Rob right?" A breathless voice came from beside her.

It was the same girl from the other party that Y/N messed around with.

"it's Robin." She corrected, no friendliness in her tone.

"Oh sorry. Y/N always calls you Rob, speaking of her I was wondering if she has said anything about me? I gave her my number but she never called." The girl asked nervously, her fingers twiddling.

"Um no. But her and I don't really talk." Robin shrugged, softening the blow just a bit.

"oh really? She talks about you a lot like you guys were friends. But nevermind then. I guess I'll have to find her or something." The girl quickly went to run off. Jealousy and a sting of guilt filling Robin, Y/N talked about her all the time. In front and to other girls.

With a sigh Robin headed back to the living room, seeing Y/N now talking to the girl Robin ran into. Smiling and laughing. Robin rolled her eyes. She hated how easy it was for every other girl to talk to Y/N so freely. Not initiated or scared by her.

She watched as Y/N kissed the girls cheek and headed to the bathroom. The girl smiled after her, in a daze.

Robin tried to act as it didn't bother her when Y/N walked right past her. Not even a slight movement in her eyes.

"Hey did you see where Y/N went?" The girl from the dance floor asked as she walked up to Robin.

Another one really?

"no." She snapped. Why was she forced to be an Y/N expert all of a sudden.

"well I really need to go so if you could give her my number. That'd be great!" She handed Robin a piece of paper.

" I wouldn't bother, Y/N has this thing where she acts like she cares. She'll fuck you no doubt. Make it so good your head will spin. Then when you wake up she'll be gone. And I promise you she won't call you again. She doesn't settle down. Kind of a one night stand type of girl. Guess she got too used to people not wanting more than sex from her so she became best at it. " Robin declared as confident as she could like she would know.

But Robin truly didn't know. She had no idea what Y/N was like in bed. If she hooked up once and left. If she stayed to hold whoever it was. She wished she knew.

The girl wasn't sure what to say so she awkwardly laughed and slowly walked away.

“Everytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.” Y/N spoke up. Robin's head quickly turned to see her standing there. Arms crossed and eyes a tad bit watery.

Robin felt her expression fall, yet again she fucked up.

"Don’t look at me like you’re sorry. You’re not sorry.” Y/N scoffed.

Robin quickly stuttered out, "no that's not... that wasn't...I didn't...I am sorry."

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned around. Once again running out of a party because of Robin.

But this time Robin followed her.

Racing out to the front yard, "Y/N JUST WAIT!"

"NO ROBIN. I'M FUCKING DONE!"

"Don't call me that please. It's Rob remember? And I am sorry."

"Sorry for what Robin? Hating me before you even gave me a chance? Treating me like shit when we are hanging out with our friends? Slut shaming me? Telling me you could never care about me? Telling girls that I'm just a good fuck and that's all I have? So what part?" Y/N asked. .

Maybe hating Y/N wasn't the right way to go with things. Maybe she should've been honest. Maybe this is now the time.

"do you want me to fuck you, Robin? Is that what this is? Sexually frustrated from being near me all the time?" Robin gulped as Y/N got nose to nose to her.

A weak nod from Robin caused Y/N to smirk.

"Then let's go." Y/N demanded as she began to walk to her car

Robin had no idea what Y/N had planned. She had no idea why she followed Y/N to her car with no hesitation.

And now Robin found herself in her own bedroom, and not alone.

Y/N had Robin right here she wanted her.

"Strip." She demanded.

Robin's body heated as Y/N checked her out.

Robin slowly unzipped her dress, letting it fall to her feet. She bent forward to pull down her tights.

Now she stands in front of a fully dressed Y/N, in nothing but her matching underwear.

Robin felt her self grow self conscious as Y/N stared at her. Subconsciously covering herself with her hands.

Y/N quickly walked up to Robin and removed her hands.

"Stop. You are beautiful." She said.

After months of back and forth, Y/N finally got to kiss the girl of her dreams.

Robin was panting hard.

She was on her back, completely naked and at Y/N's mercy.

A vibrator buzzing on her clit, that Y/N has refused to move for minutes.

"you are going to hold that vibrator on your clit until you cum. Do you understand?" Y/N demanded as she lowered her face towards Robin's cunt.

Robin nodded fast and grabbed the vibrator. Pressing it harshly against her clit. Moaning at the feeling of vibrations shooting through her body.

"OH FUCK!" Robin screamed as Y/N plunged one finger into her cunt.

"look at you. One finger in and you are screaming for me" Y/N mocked as she began to pump two fingers inside of her. Fingering as deep as she could.

"So warm and tight Rob." Robin felt her pussy clench hearing Y/N call her Rob as she fingered her.

Robin's moans grew louder and closer together. Hips bucking up to match the pace of Y/N's fingers. Her clit pulsing from the vibrator.

"I'm gonna cum." She whispered. Moans leaving her mouth in a higher pitch.

Y/N smirked as she watched Robin fall apart.

"I only came because of the vibrator." Robin said as she turned it off and moved it to the side. Y/N smirk got bigger as she thrust a third finger into Robin's cunt.

'oh fuck" Robin gasped.

" are you saying I can't make you cum by myself with no toys involved? You are going to regret that, I'm going to fucking ruin you."

Robin should have kept her mouth shut.

Because now she was three orgasms in and Y/N hadn't removed herself from between Robin's thighs.

She was sucking and licking Robin's thighs. Fingers are still slowly pushing into her. It was messy and wet. Y/N's tongue was thrashing against Robin's clit harshly. With each orgasm Robin grew more sensitive. It became way easier to keep her cumming and screaming.

"I can't...I can't give another." Robin whimpered as she tried to pull her hips away from Y/N's assault.

"Aw Rob. That was like two orgasms without the vibrator even near you."

Robin wanted to kiss the smirk off of her face.

Before she could say a word, Y/N climbed up Robin's chest.

"Put your mouth to good use for once and eat me like a good girl."

Robin moaned as Y/N straddled her face. Her delicious thighs smother her into Y/N's cunt. Robin inhaled Y/N scent. Feeling her abused cunt dripping.

Y/N was soaked from watching Robin orgasm after orgasm. No shame as she rode Robin's face desperately. She was working for an orgasm and that was it.

Robin hasn't tasted a woman as well as her before. Y/N tasted delicious, and sweet. Robin could die happily being suffocated by her thighs.

Robin slowly flicked her own nipples as Y/N rode her face, fast and harsh. Y/N's hands were digging into Robin's hair. Yanking her head even further into Y/N's cunt.

She was screaming above Robin. The sound slightly muted from how tight Y/N was keeping her thighs locked around Robin's head.

Y/N was cumming in seconds. Practically fucking herself on Robin's tongue.

Robin licked up the mess Y/N created. Humming at the sweet taste. Robin wished she could taste her forever.

Y/N slowly crawled down Robin's body, her bare cunt moving out of Robin's view. Robin whined at the view she got of it before it was taken away.

Y/N's pretty pink and soaked pussy would forever be imprinted in Robin's mind.

Robin once again woke up to the sun shining in her eyes. She quickly rolled over to see her bed empty once again.

Robin got out of bed fast and threw on a shirt to cover her naked skin.

Tip toeing down to her kitchen with a smile on her face.

But when she reached the kitchen so saw no one. It was empty and hasn't been touched in hours.

Robin's smile slowly fell.

A little piece of paper was taped to the fridge so Robin quickly read the note:

"I guess you found out what happens after I make a girls head spin, turns out I do leave. Wouldn't be expecting a call anytime soon :) "

That's it for part 1!

I hope whoever read this long ass fic enjoyed it!!

I love writing for Robin :)

There will be a part 2 and hopefully won't take me too long to put out

#robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley stranger things #robin buckley angst #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin buckley smut #robin buckley smut x reader #Robin Buckley angst x reader

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pixiexdusts-world · 1 year

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Incorrect quote

Y/n, in a high pitched voice, holding a Barbie: Hey Ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Robin, in a deep voice, holding Ken: Nonsense, Barbie. You’re staying home and having my kids

Steve: What the fuck are you guys doing?

Y/n: Playing systemic oppression

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milkiane · 2 years

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GOLDEN GIRL. robin buckley.

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summary: steve flirts with the cool beautiful tourist who visits family video for her girlfriend.

warnings: profanities. suggestive comments. embarrassed steve. gif credits to @dykejaskiers

word count: 1.4k

steve doesn’t know how everything went off the rails or why he suddenly has six kids under his wing – seven if you include robin. he used to be king steve, now he’s mom steve to a pack of fifteen-year-old shitheads.

where are their parents? it’s a question steve wishes he has an answer to.

the said shitheads were currently huddled at the corner of family video. it was a monday so they were the only ones keeping him busy. he had to drag the staff room’s television out and let them choose a film from the newly shipped releases after getting blackmailed by dustin.

“farrah fawcett.” dustin mouthed. he was lucky keith was out for a two-week vacation.

steve glared at him like there was no tomorrow — other than the mean blackmailing, it was peaceful. they were quiet, aside from occasional comments and laughter. steve basks it all in.

robin is out back, rewinding tapes, and steve is, yet again, stuck by the counter whilst looking out for the kids because where else will steve be without his children?

the overhead bell rings, signaling a customer, but steve couldn’t even bother to look up as he mindlessly flips through a magazine. he drones aloofly, “hi, welcome to family video. my name is steve and i’ll be helping you find the perfect film for yadda yadda yadda.”

“you think you can help me find a good rom-com, steve?”

his head snaps towards the lovely voice, magazine nearly dropping from his hands as he gapes at the sight of you. hawkins is a small town and you must be a tourist because it would be foolish of him to miss someone as drop-dead gorgeous as you.

“h-hi, my name is uh- harrington. steve. steve harrington.”

“hi, steve harrington,” you smile, a hint of mischief in your sultry voice. you knew who he was, you’ve seen him in the manifold of polaroids robin has. you decide that you want to have some fun.

steve’s knees nearly buckled, chills ran through his bones, and goosebumps rose on his skin. your voice was airy, like a soft breeze alleviating the heat of a feverish man under the scorching sun.

he feels his hands start to get clammy, was it getting hot in here? he lightly tugs at the collar of his god-awful shirt. “what was your question again? i’m sorry, i must have gotten lost in your eyes for a bit.”

you scoff in amusement, ignoring his outdated pick-up line. “rom-coms? do you have any new releases that are worth watching?”

max snickers at the sight of a tomato-red steve, she nudged the others and paused the movie to watch steve instead. it was better than whatever movie lucas picked.

steve directs his attention to the kids and glares at them. he takes a deep breath before turning his gaze back to your expecting one.

“well, if it’s romcoms you’re looking for, we don’t have any good ones yet,” he starts, tilting his head to the side to flash you his ever-charming smile. “but, y’know, i heard that pretty in pink is good.”

robin shuffles out of the back room and grins at the sight of you. she heard steve’s poor flirting attempts and decided to bring out the scoreboard, but when her eyes settled on you, her grin widened even more.

“yeah?” you muse, leaning against the counter. you notice robin’s presence.

steve gulps at the proximity, he wasn’t lying when he said he gets lost in your eyes. “yeah… i can- i can take you to the movies and we can watch it together?”

you hum as if in thought, playing with the charms on your bracelet before you look up at him with a smile. you ask sweetly, “you think i can invite robin to come with?”

robin stifles her laughter.

“rob-” he pauses, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “robin? buckley? my robin buckley?”

“well, yeah,” you shrug, lips curling into a smirk. “i mean, i don’t think it’ll look good for me if i go out with my girlfriend’s best friend to the movies alone, don’t you think?”

steve’s jaw drops.

the kids burst out laughing.

robin snickers, making her way towards you. “i thought you were staying at home today, baby?”

steve grimaces at the pet name.

“well, i thought i’d visit my best girl,” you smile, leaning into her embrace as she wraps her arms around you. she pulls you in for a kiss.

“-and flirt with her coworker slash best friend?” steve asks bitterly, a small pout on his lips. his glare steers to robin. “and you! you let me go on with it – what is wrong with you, seriously.”

dustin and max cackle at his demise. tears were forming in their eyes from their laughter.

“you were doing the flirting,” robin points out. “she was asking you for movies. you know, like what you’re paid to do?”

steve grumbles, but he isn’t mad or annoyed. he’s actually happy for robin even though he felt cross that she never told him about her cool girlfriend from the city.

“aww, it’s okay, steve,” you coo. “we can still go to the movies. if it helps, i know robin will let you hold my hand if you get lonely.”

he shoots you a sarcastic smile.

“i will, actually,” robin agrees, wrapping her arm around your shoulders. “i know how you cry when the guy and the girl finally get together.”

“okay, you’ve had your fun.” he rolls his eyes, hands resting on his hips as he looks at the giggling children. mom steve mode activated. “and you shitheads, do you want to walk home later?”

robin grins, intertwining her hands with yours. she drags you towards the backroom, sneaking behind steve as he continues to scold them. you hear the faint sounds of the television after a few seconds.

you hop on top of the low shelves in the room, grabbing one of the lone vhs tapes as robin shuts the door. you snort, showing her the tape with wiggling eyebrows. “may the foreskin be with you.”

she pulls a face of disgust as she settles herself in between your legs. “that’s actually so fucking gross, i can’t believe people are into these.”

you laugh. “don’t kink shame, robs. might i remind you that you absolutely love being-”

robin scoffs, pinching your thighs. “you’re being malicious.”

you smile, putting the tape down to wrap your arms around her neck, her own promptly snaking around your waist to pull you just a little bit closer. you pull her into a soft kiss, mumbling in between pecks, “missed you,”

“you know i missed you more,” she says, moving forward to kiss you again, and again, and again. it was an act that she will never get tired of. it was dizzying, the feeling of you, the feeling of your love.

the kiss was heated, lips pressing together like the final piece to complete the puzzle – the feeling of domestic content as you step back to admire your work. it’s bruised and red, a feat of passionate love and adoration.

your hands roam wherever they can, trailing and leaving goosebumps in their wake – an unconscious matter of habit; memorized after spending time after time of lingering touches and ardent intimacy.

you’ve never loved anything more than you loved robin. it was endless, the love you have for her, and you never quite failed to remind her, to show her. it goes on a long way; like going on a trip to find the other side of the rainbow where you’ll find a pot of gold.

but the happiness doesn’t stop at the gold; it’s where fortune leads you.

and it’s infinite because with the gold in your hands, life keeps getting better every waking moment. you’re lucky.

with robin, you are golden.

a soft moan slipped out of your lips as her tongue slipped into yours.

steve makes himself welcome in the room, leaning against the doorframe. “you aren't paid to sneak in your girlfriend and make out with her, you know?”

robin hums, a soft smile gracing her lips. her eyes never wavered from yours. “wish i was,”

you are golden but she will always be your golden girl.

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devondespresso · 9 months

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i love the concept of Robin having one sided beef with almost everyone. like. she hated Steve Harrington because he ate bagels messy specifically (and was a dick but like. you think she'd use an example of dickery and not something mildly annoying) she absolutely had a grudge against Eddie stepping on tables and being loud. She's like the go-to friend to vent to because she'll take your side IMMEDIATELY and probably offer to key their car

#imagine the shit she'd do if Steve or one of the kids had someone being mean #she'd be like. fuck them. you're so much cooler than them #trust me i had science with them and one time they ate a experiment and i pretty sure it permanently ruined their coolness and immune syste #robin buckley #platonic stobin #stobin #platonic soulmates stobin #robin stranger things #robin buckley stranger things #stranger things robin #devon thinks sometimes

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hawkinsqueers · 2 years

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#stranger things #natalia dyer #maya hawke #ronance #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #nancy wheeler stranger things #robin buckley stranger things #nancy stranger things #robin stranger things #stranger things meme #the fruity four #fruity four #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson

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kitkatdoodlez · 11 months

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After the mall incident

#steve was still a little loopy after the torture #barbie meme #stranger things fanart #stranger things steve #stranger things #stranger things season 3 #stranger things art #steve harrington fanart #steve harrington art #steve harrington #steve harrington stranger things #robin buckley stranger things #robin buckley #robin buckley fanart #platonic stobin #art #fanart #barbie #barbie movie

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aylasology · 2 months

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rockstar!Robin x reader

(reader is fem)

summary : Oh to be in a rockstar's arms...

warnings : mentions of smoking, drinking, cocaine, SMUT SMUT SMUTTTT

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

• You were sure you had it all figured out, a nice apartment in New York city with your best friends, a stable job, the perfect new yorker life you've been wanting the minute you stepped out your parents's home...

• until, of course, you stepped into a record store. An album and a band catching your attention.

• Take Back The Night - Hellfire

• It wasn't really the name of the band that caught your attention, there were worse names, it wasn't exactly the genre either. It was the girl standing in the front, all tall and lean. Short blonde hair teased up to the nines and bangs that draped like curtains over her blue eyes. Her arms slung on two of her members, one with long curly hair that looked like Kirk Hammett's curls, and one with much shorter hair.

• One vinyl turns into three, which then shifts to five more of the same record in different colors. You were obsessed with their music, more so on the lead singer.

• You soon learn the names of the band members and their respective roles. Robin Buckley on vocals, Eddie Munson on guitar, Steve Harrington on bass, and Dustin Henderson on drums.

• You find out that you're roommate/best friend, is covering an article on Hellfire. Getting backstage passes and two tickets to some band they're opening for.

• Of course you beg him to give you the other ticket and the extra backstage pass.

• For some odd reason you choose to go for a rather revealing look - Long leather boots, a tight red dress, and a leather jacket over it.

• It wasn't hard to keep your eyes on Robin. Wearing flare jeans, a tank top and her heartshaped glasses - a staple in her clothes.

• After the concert, you follow your best friend backstage and into Hellfire's dressing room.

• She couldn't pull her eyes away from you. How sweet and innocent you looked in your little outfit, an innocence she wanted to ruin.

• "And who's this pretty little thing?"

• She invites you to a party of theirs the minute your friend finishes his interview with them. Of course you say yes.

• The party was crowded, filled with musicians and the like. She liked having you around, making sure you were attached to her at all times.

• She definitely gropes your ass while dancing with you omgomgomgomg

• She didn't take it very well when someone pulls you away from her gaze. Some artist chatting away with you. The way her teeth clenched when a giggle erupted from your lips. She wanted that sound to come out because of her and her only.

• She pulls you into her bedroom, pinning you by the frame of the door.

• "You think you can just smile and act cute around some guy? Don't forget why you're here pretty girl."

• She kissed you powerfully, heat boiling up from your core. You moaned into it, she smirked.

• "Good girl..."

• And as much as you needed her to touch you, she pulls away. Opening the door and walking right out.

• You came home that night, lying to your friend that you had gone to a bar.

• And the days pass by so easily, getting free tickets to every gig, going to parties every single night, gaining sweet make out sessions with Robin anywhere and everywhere she wanted to have you.

• It was the 1970s of course, which meant she kissed you in bathrooms, dressing rooms, and bedrooms.

• The first time she touches you, it's after recording their next studio album, you being propped up against the desk. Hands gripped against the equipment as her fingers worked her magic on you.

• "Such a pretty little princess,"

• It's rushed, it's eager, it's hot, it leaves you satisfied right after.

• Right after that, she lets you stay over her apartment for the night

• Of course the second, and the third, and the fourth time she touches you happens there 👁️👁️

• Her touch is sweet, giving, and fucking needy.

• And the way your eyes glint and the way you beg? Gets her so turned on every time.

• But the moment you actually moan? You're just begging for it by then.

• "All this for me? Such a dirty slut..."

• "What was that honey? Use those pretty little lips of yours f'me..."

• She definitely likes sniffing cocaine on your belly, licking the skin once she's finished.

• She'd get on top of you right after, hips straddled on yours as she kissed you. Pushing her tongue in your mouth, letting the taste land on your tongue.

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sammyboyimagines · 9 months

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Trust Me

Pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Reader x Platonic!Steve

Summary: Robin is trying to hide her relationship with you from Steve. He is adamant about figuring out her secret. 2.5k words

Warnings: swearing, insecurities.

//first fic back on Tumblr! I'm excited but also nervous bc idk my workload so updates might be sparse.

Robin anxiously glanced at the small silver watch on her arm, her heart pounding out of her chest. The fluorescent lights gave Robin a headache as she stole looks at the clock at Family Video every 30 minutes for the last few hours. Uncharacteristically quiet, Robin, who was known for her boisterous personality, seemed lost in a sea of her own thoughts. Today was different. She was nervous about her upcoming date with you shortly after work.

After spending a year at Family Video after Starcourt Mall burned down, she assumed the role of a co-manager at the store. The promotion had caused a tinge of saltiness in Steve, who couldn't help but feel slighted by the decision. However, knowing Keith, he would have chosen Robin's competence over Steve's charisma any day.

Tapping her foot on the carpeted floor absentmindedly, Robin contemplated what she would say to you. Every time your eyes met hers, she found herself drowning in her emotions. Your contagious smile would leave her speechless, and any words she had planned to say evaporated into thin air.

“Hey, what’s up with you? Are you nervous or something?” Steve leaned casually against the counter, observing Robin as she stacked up some movies to be shelved. His voice carried a hint of worry, concern etched across his face.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Robin replied bluntly. She didn’t even look at him as she worked, seemingly annoyed by his presence. He furrowed his brow but decided to let it slide for now.

Steve didn’t know that Robin had a date tonight, or that she was even dating at all. He watched as Robin adjusted her collar and cast another glance at the clock yet again. He would have found her anxious state peculiar under normal circumstances, but Robin's anxious nature was something he had grown accustomed to. He decided not to mention it.

“By the way, do you want to catch a movie with me? Pretty in Pink just came out, and I remember you said you wanted to see it.” Steve suggested, with a tinge of hope in his voice, grunting quietly while he set up displays around the store. The two were within earshot thanks to the store’s both tiny and empty space.

Robin scoffed lightly at his proposal, amusement laced her tone. “I don’t think it’ll be very interesting for you, Stevie,” Robin responded, rolling her eyes as she observed Steve shrug carelessly from across the room.

“I’m seeing it for you, dumbass.” Steve retorted, taking an extra pause to admire the ‘Fast Times at Ridgemont High’ cardboard cutout of Phoebe Cates. He breathed out a quiet longing sigh and strolled over to the main desk.

Robin shrugged. “Sorry dumbass, I’m busy tonight. Gotta get going right after my shift.” She spoke, reaching for the compact mirror in her pocket. She checked her mascara, her fingers delicately brushing over her lashes as she assessed her mascara, sighing softly as she realized she'd have to touch it up.

“Oh, yeah, that’s cool. Do you need a ride?” Steve inquired, humming a song that had been stuck in his head all day. Family Video’s music had lost its charm, it consistently played mostly the same 100 tracks just repeated over and over. They both grew sick of it after the first week of working there, but they learned to get accustomed to it.

“Nope! I have one.” Robin said, glancing at the clock. 10 minutes till 5 pm.

Steve never considered Robin’s anxiety to be concerning, but the fact that she already had a ride was mildly worrying. For over a year, he’d grown used to picking her up every morning and driving her home every evening. It was their routine, and now all of a sudden she didn’t need his assistance? She was brushing him off without any explanation like it wasn’t their daily routine.

It was Friday evening. They had a small tradition of either going to each other's house or going to a theater to watch a movie every Friday night. Every week without fail, they never canceled on each other. Steve felt his stomach drop at this realization. If Robin was willing to push aside their movie night tradition, would she push him away too?

Meanwhile, Robin had been thinking about you all day. She hadn’t seen you for a couple of weeks since you went traveling outside of Hawkins. Robin never went anyway, mostly because she didn’t have a car, but also because she had all she needed right here. She had Steve, and you. Now that you were back, the anticipation of spending a night alone with you had her buzzing with excitement.

In her mind, she reasoned that Steve was more than capable of watching the movie on his own. Robin couldn’t pinpoint exactly why she wanted to keep your relationship with her a secret, especially from Steve. Part of her felt that if she didn’t tell anyone, you two could carve out your own life outside of stupid high school drama and small-town problems.

Unbeknownst to Robin, Steve couldn’t stand being shut out by his best friend. After a difficult childhood, Steve clung tightly to the few people in his life that he could trust. Though he knew it was wrong to assume anything, his heart shattered at the thought of losing the person closest to him.

Rationally speaking, Steve knew he wouldn’t be losing her. Robin was his best friend, and he knew he couldn’t keep her to himself. It was a selfish thought, believing that Robin would stay forever. Nothing lasts forever.

He clenched his jaw and nodded in acknowledgment.

Steve observed Robin’s body language. She watched the clock, fixing small details of her appearance. Then, it clicked.

Robin was meeting up with someone. But who?

Robin met you at the high school. Initially, Robin would have never even considered glancing your way. After all, you were a cheerleader. She was under the assumption that all cheerleaders at Hawkins High would be egotistical freaks, but you changed her preconceptions.

“Shit, I’m so sorry. Robin, are you okay?” You frantically helped up the fallen girl currently sitting on the sidewalk outside of the school. Lost in a swirl of your own thoughts, you had practically tackled Robin while running to make the bus home.

“It-uh it’s fine. Wait-you know my name?” Robin dusted herself off gingerly, glancing at the uniformed cheerleader before her. She was surprised that you even recognized her name, she usually never associated with a cheerleader or any other sporty student.

“Of course I do! We were partners in History class last year, remember? I like your hair; it suits you.” You exclaimed, running your hands in your own. Though Robin suspected you might be saying those words to make her feel better, she couldn't hide the subtle blush that crept upon her face.

Now, seven months later, you two were practically inseparable.

The shrill ring of the phone jolted Robin into action, prompting her to swiftly pick it up. She held the receiver up to her ear, a ridiculously wide smile adorning her features. “Family Video, what can I do for you today? Oh, yeah I can arrange that.” Robin responded, her voice playful. A soft giggle escaped her lips.

Steve’s features read confusion as he watched the phone call unfold. Robin notoriously hated taking calls, always struggling to get the right words out. Out of the two of them, Steve was the best at talking to customers over the phone. Why was she suddenly responding without a single stutter or mumble?

“Who was that?” Steve attempted to grab the phone before Robin hung up but to no avail.

“A customer, who else would it be?” Robin shot a quick glare at Steve, a tinge of rudeness in her tone. Steve was taken aback by her comment. It hurt him to know that Robin felt like she needed to hide things from him.

“Robin, you know you can trust me, right? You can tell me anything.” Steve looked down at her, his face full of worry for his friend.

“For God’s sake! That’s enough, Steve! Can you please just accept that there are certain things that I don’t need to tell you?!” With that, Steve shut up in disbelief.

Robin scoffed at the silence from her best friend, and she packed up her things. “My shift is over, I’ll see you tomorrow.” she declared, snatching her purse, throwing it over her shoulder, and exiting the store before Steve could even muster an apology.

Steve hadn’t intended for things to unravel like this. He was curious, but now that she was out the door after he pushed her too far, he felt horrible. As he packed up his stuff and turned off the lights in the video store, the sound of a car pulling up made him whip his head around.

To his surprise, a mysterious girl gestured for Robin to join her in the car, and before Steve could rush outside to apologize, Robin was already gone.

He groaned in frustration, guilt racking up on him as he closed up the store and headed to his car.

“God, I feel so guilty, Y/n. I totally hurt his feelings when I snapped at him like that!” She sighed and watched the town flash by as you drove her. You put your hand on hers, calming her anxious ranting.

You eventually arrived at a restaurant situated well outside of Hawkins. Robin had insisted that the two of you couldn't be seen together in their hometown. It wasn't because she was ashamed of you—quite the contrary. Robin was protecting you from the close-minded individuals who populated the small town. You took a seat with her, observing her slump in her seat.

It was eating her up inside.

“He’s just worried about you, he’ll be fine! Speaking of Steve, I’d like to meet him one day.” You smile at her and she shrugs. You were genuinely interested in getting to know Robin’s best friend, especially since she mentions him every time you talked to her.

“I really want you to, Y/n. I just don’t know if it would be smart to tell anyone!” Robin had her fair share of bullies in school, and she wanted to save you from that if she could help it. You were a cheerleader, there’d be no saving her reputation with all the potential homophobes at Hawkins High.

“Robin, we’ve talked about this! I don’t care about my status, I want you. I know you think that you’re protecting me but you don’t have to. I can handle myself, especially around your friend Steve. You make it sound like he’s going to want to fight me or something!” The two of you laughed. Robin watched you laugh loudly, your hand tightly wrapped around her’s under the table.

She smiled to herself. You always had a way with words. You were truly an expert at calming her fears and giving her hope that one day, this town wouldn’t care about who she loved.

“I love you, you know that?” The words fell out of Robin’s mouth so smoothly, something she never thought she’d ever be able to say to anyone.

You smiled fondly at her and nodded. “Of course I do. I love you too.”

Unbeknownst to either of you, a certain pair of eyes was watching from in his car. Steve had followed you, his emotions getting the best of him. He knew it was stupid to follow, but he wanted to see what Robin gave up a movie night for.

Steve carefully observed the two of you. He watched you both laugh at a joke you said, bouncing happy smiles off each other. He watched Robin show off her new haircut to you, watching the two of you talk with the biggest smiles and enthusiastic conversations.

He felt himself tear up, jealously over-taking his mind as he put the car in reverse and peeled out of the parking lot. The drive home was one of the longest rides of his life. For the first time in a while, he felt angry with Robin. As he gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white, he thought about what it all meant. Was he being replaced?

The next morning, Robin was late to work, scrambling in about 20 minutes late. Steve, however, had arrived early, wanting to busy his mind so he wouldn’t call Robin and confront her then.

“You’re late.” Steve retorted, raising an eyebrow when she scoffed.

“As if you haven’t been late, Harrington.” Robin snapped.

“Not as a manager though.” Steve shrugged, cringing a little when he saw Robin’s shocked face in response to his statement.

“What’s going on with y-”

“How was last night?” He leaned against the counter, a fake smile plastered across his face. “Have fun?”

“It was great, Steve. I caught up with-”

“You missed movie night.” Steve cleaned up the shelves, placing movies in their correct spot. He felt bad for being so rude to her, but if he didn’t get to the bottom of this he would never forget about it.

“Steve it was one night! I was busy!” Robin threw up her hands as she defended herself. She was right, Steve knew that. He wanted to confront her about her new friend, no matter what he had to say to her.

“No! You skipped movie night, you wouldn’t let me drive you home or to work, and you snapped at me when I was concerned about you! Tell me what’s going on!” Steve’s voice raised as he explained what Robin did. Perhaps he was blowing it all out of proportion. But if that’s what it took for Robin to confess that she was abandoning him, he’d do it.

“Steve you’re being fucking crazy right now.” She retorted, frustration in her voice. “I’m not dealing with this shit from you, can we just get back to work?” She shook her head and went to the back to avoid him to de-escalate the situation. However, Steve was not ready to give up on her.

“I’m crazy? Robin, you’ve been avoiding me!” Steve rolled his eyes when Robin scoffed.

“No! I’m-”

“You don’t have to keep fucking hiding it. You’re pulling away because you’ve found someone better. I don’t care, I really don’t. Just don’t pretend to be my fucking friend anymore, because I can’t take it.” Steve ranted, crossing his arms as he stood in front of her waiting for a bullshit response.

But it never came. Instead, she laughed at him.

Robin couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She assumed Steve was mad because she was skipping out on their daily activities. “You’re such a dumbass.” She laughed at Steve’s unamused expression. “You saw me last night, didn’t you?” Robin wasn’t mad that Steve had followed her to her date, but the whole situation made her laugh hysterically.

“Are you gonna keep laughing at me or are you gonna explain yourself?” Steve huffed, his face slightly red as he tried to lock away his anger.

“That was my girlfriend, dumbass. She came back from vacation and she wants to interview here.” Robin smirked when Steve’s jaw gaped.

“Ohhh! Why didn’t you tell me you were dating someone?!” He huffed in frustration. “Can I do the interview? I promise I won’t get personal.

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Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

“You know what Buckley, if you’re gonna criticize the way I do my job why don’t you just do it yourself.” Steve said jokingly, handing Robin a vhs tape and headed back to the counter.

“It’s not my fault you don’t know anything about movies.” She chuckled as she put the movies away.

“Well you have fun with that, I’m gonna go man the register.” Steve said as he continued to walk away from his friend. Robin continued to put away the tapes, a few people came in here and there but it was mostly dead on this particular Friday night. Which was odd, all things considered. It was around 8 o'clock when a group of people had walked in.

“Welcome to Family Video, let me know if you need help finding any-, oh great here we go.” Steve said as the group walked in. “What?” Robin asked, as she was restocking the candy display. She stopped in her tracks for a moment, looking up from her spot. “Oh uh hey there.” Robin stammered.

“Hi Robin!” Y/N said excitedly. Robin had a hard time putting words together. You usually came here at the same time every Friday to pick out a movie. Robin almost thought you weren't coming because it had gotten so late. But there you were, standing in front of her in your cheer uniform. 'Practice must have gone late." Robin thought to herself. She stood from her spot to get a better look at you. ‘God she looks so pretty.’ She thought. A few people walked in the store, causing a slight breeze to head in your direction. She caught a scent of your perfume. She closed her eyes for a moment as she took in the smell, it was sweet and gentle. It smelled of vanilla. “Are you gonna pick a movie or what Y/N?” Eddie interrupted, bringing Robin out of her thoughts.

“Yeah yeah yeah, just give me a minute you goose.” Y/N turned to her friend and said jokingly. She walked over to the movies and went section by section to find the right one.

“Okay let's not destroy the display guys.” Steve said dreadfully as he walked over to the rest of the Hellfire club trying to clean up the mess of his hard work he had done earlier.

“Boooo, you’re no fun Harrington.” Gareth had mocked. Steve picked up the last item, sarcastically laughing back the comment. “I’m fun, I’m Steve Harrington for god sakes.” He muttered under his breath as he walked back behind the counter.

Robin watched you as you pondered for the right film. You had gone aisle by aisle with no luck. Then suddenly you had picked up a movie and scrunched your nose as you had inspected it. Robin felt a smile creep upon her face, she couldn't help but look down in hopes you or anyone else could see her.

“Now why are you making that face?” Eddie questioned as you held up the movie to show him why you had said expression written upon your face. It was a copy of My Bloody Valentine.

“What about it?” Eddie continued to question.

“Do you see what section we’re in!?” Y/N proclaimed, pointing to the sign that had said ‘romance’.

“Oh god are you gonna make us watch a girly flick? Sam made us watch one of those last week, okay we don't need a repeat of that!” Eddie groaned.

"I can hear you, you know!" Sam stated from across the store.

“No you goose, this movie is in the wrong section.” She laughed walking over to the counter to check out the film.

“Did you guys find everything alright?” Robin asked as she scanned your items. “Yeah we found everything okay.” Y/N said getting her money out of her wallet. “That's not true, this was in the wrong section.” Eddie stated pointing to the movie.

Robin groaned, “Damn you Harrington.”

“What is this pick on Steve day?!?” Steve had proclaimed.

Robin finished checking you out, she couldn't help but admire how beautiful you looked under the light. She was soon interrupted from pondering as you had said your goodbye’s, waving and flashing a small smile to Robin. She had waved back and gave the same smile in return, but that soon faded as she saw Eddie put his arm around your waist as your group walked out of the store. Robin let out a sigh and hunched over the counter, letting her head fall into her hands.

“You okay?” Steve asked his friend, giving her a small nudge.

“Yeah I’m fine.” Robin said, picking her head up and brushing the hair out of her face. “Yeah that’s a load of bullshit and you know it.” Steve said, sitting up on the counter. “You like her don’t you?” He questioned.

“Does it really matter? She’s with Eddie, she’s not interested in girls.” Robin stated, messing with the string coming off of her sweater. Steve couldn’t help but feel sad for his friend. He couldn't imagine how hard it is for her to try and find someone during times like this. I mean this is the 80’s and a small town in Indiana for crying out loud. “Have you even asked her?” He questioned.

“Oh yeah let me just go up to the most beautiful woman ever and just say ‘wow nice weather we’re having here, oh hey by the way do you like to kiss girls?’ Do you know how stupid that sounds?!” Robin got nervous just thinking about it and when she got nervous, she rambled.

“Well don’t talk about the weather with her for starters.” Steve chuckled.

“You know what I mean dingus!” Robin said, giving her friend a slight shove.

“Look, you won't know unless you ask, who knows maybe she likes you back? You thought that she was mean and scary because of her being a cheerleader, you were wrong about that weren’t you?” Steve stated, he tried to remain hopeful for Robin. He wanted his friend to be happy. She shrugged, Robin’s hopes in finding a girlfriend became low after everything that had happened with Vickie. She was happy that the two could remain friends, but it still stung nonetheless.

“Next time you see her, you should ask her to hang out. It’s a start to get to know her and to know for sure right?” Steve asked, now facing her.

“I guess, I just don’t wanna go through that kind of heartache again.” Robin said, looking down at her feet.

“Well no matter what, I’ve got your back.” Steve said, bumping into Robin. This caused her to chuckle.

“Alright alright, let's get back to work so we can get out of here. You owe me a bite to eat after this for making me clean up your mess of your so-called organization.” Robin laughed as she went to organize the returned tapes.

“You’re never gonna let that go are you?” Steve asked.

“Nope.” Robin yelled from the back.

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