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Jealousy: Robin Buckley x Reader
Sorry this has taken so long I’ve been super unwell but I also wanna say thank you for all of the love, it’s blown my mind like one of my shitty little fics have over a thousand notes which is just crazy. I never get more than 250 so thank you :’)
Warnings? Smut mentions of choking? Angst? Idk lol
Not necessary but read the first part here :)
Your eyes stung, tears threatening to spill as you watched some blonde girl talk to your girlfriend, her hand lingering on her arm stood way to close to her. The worst part being Robin didn’t even seem to care, laughing leaning forward almost encouraging the girl. You had two drinks in your hand, you had only left for five minutes and Robin seemed to now be having a better time without you. You wanted to go over but you couldn't. It felt like your feet were glued to the ground and all you could do was watch, hoping that Robin would look over at you and come over. But she didn’t. A cold sensation washes over you, some girl bumping into you spilling your drinks down you.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry” the girl was quick to say. You look down, thankfully you were wearing black.
“No no it’s fine” you try to give her a smile, looking back over a robin who was lost in conversation with the unknown girl.
“Let me help you get cleaned up, I feel awful cmon” you follow her to the kitchen and she gets a towel wiping your arms down.
“Honestly… it’s fine” you struggle to find the right words. It wasn’t fine, but you couldn’t say that, she genuinely looked sorry. “I didn’t get your name”
“Sarah” she gives you a smile passing you the towel to wipe down your front.
“Y/n. How come I’ve never seen you around before?” You shout over the music, trying to make conversation and get rid of the awkwardness.
“I’m visiting my aunt and cousin for the summer” she explains.
“Do you come every summer?”
“No it’s the first time so I literally don’t know where anything is or what there is to do. So far I’ve been reading in my room like a loser until Racheal dragged me out to this party” she explains.
“I could show you around?” you offer and she nods. “I work most afternoons at the video store in town so you should come by sometime”
“That would actually be great” you chatted to her for a little while longer, finding out you both had an insane amount in common, and that she was actually really fun to spend time with.
“This is so weird” Sarah laughs. “Not one person I know likes pistachio ice cream”
“Arguably the best flavour, of all time” you laugh finishing your drink
“I actually used to work at an ice cream parlour” she tells you.
“You’re kidding? I did last summer until the mall burnt down” you were so used to telling that lie that you didn’t even have to think anymore, or maybe it’s because you wish that’s what happened, at least then you could sleep at night.
“What’s so funny over here?” Robin asks, you look away from Sarah to Robin, a frown on her face, her arms crossed over her chest.
“I’m just-“ you try to explain.
“We’re going home. now” Robin interrupts you. “Say bye to your… friend” she instructs, dropping her hands down to her hips. Sarah didn’t seem to care about the mood robin was in, and you couldn’t deny Robin looked really fucking hot right now.
“This is robin, my-“ you start but robin cuts you off again.
“Did you not hear me, we are going” robin stresses.
“Yes I heard you” you snap, before turning back to Sarah, mouthing sorry.
“I’ll see you around?” Robin takes your arm pulling you away.
“Yes, it was nice to meet you” Sarah shouts, as you stumble over your own feet. “God Robin slow down!” you groan. She stops and you bump into her, your chests pressed together.
“What the fuck was that? Do you like her?” She questions, her eyes narrow.
“Sarah? No. But I could ask you the same question about that blonde girl you’ve been with all night. You haven’t even looked at me!” You fire back.
“What are you talking about”
“Don’t try and gaslight me Robin”
“I’m not. That blonde girl, you were practically pressed up against her, she couldn’t take her hands off of you” you shout.
“She was just being nice” Robin shouts back defensively.
“Too nice, she was flirting with you”
“No she wasn’t” you knew she was clueless, but she wasn’t this clueless. “Well I wasn’t flirting with her” she says defensively. “You’re my girl y/n, in a totally non possessive way, you’re not an object” Robin rambles letting out a little laugh, it was music to your ears and somehow managing to diffuse the tension.
“Really? Because I love it when you objectify me and use me” Robin just blinks at you. “You know what I’m talking about, when you use my thigh to get off when I’m merely just an object used for your pleasure” you run your fingers down her arm, the alcohol was definitely doing the talking now.
“You like that?” She smirks, stepping closer.
“Yes”
“Y/n” you never usually spoke like this, but seeing how jealous robin had got over that girl did something to you.
“I’m yours, please Robin” the feeling of your soaked panties were growing uncomfortable. She takes your hand leading you to the closest road, thankfully empty.
You were mesmerised at how robin's boobs bounced, her wetness dripping down your thigh as her heat continued to grind against your thigh. The breathy moans filling the room were almost enough to make you finish as your own fingers lazily toyed with your clit. Robin screws her eyes shut, her brows knit together.
“I’m… so close” her voice raspy, her grip around your neck tightening as her hips grind harder against you.
“Robin, you look so fucking hot like this” you moan out.
“Y/n, stop talking” Robin crashes her lips against yours for an opened mouth kiss. You swallow her moans, as she mutters an “I’m gonna come” you feel your own heat grow deep in your stomach. She pulls away, coming with a cry, throwing her head back, her hips stuttering. You look at her in awe, her fringe stuck to her forehead, her swollen pink lips parted as a loud whine fills the room, before a giggle falls from her lips, her hands moving from your throat to her own body running up her tummy to her boobs, stopping to squeeze her nipples her eyes fluttering shut. Robin loved to put on a show. You feel your fingers cramp as you speed up, desperately chasing your high.
“Look at you, fucking your self watching me get off. God I love you y/n” Robin leans forward, her lips brushing against yours. “Please come for me” and that’s all you needed, your orgasm washing over you.
“Robin” you moan, throwing your head back. Your chest heaving, trying to catch your breath.
“Now tell me” Robin pauses, a devilish grin on her face. “Do you really think you could have this much fun with that girl out there?”
“Jealousy is an ugly trait, but you make it so pretty”
#robin buckley angst#robin buckley fanfic#robin buckley smut#robin buckley x y/n#robin buckley x reader
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I’ve been super sick these past 2 weeks but I do have a new robin Buckley x reader smut coming out later tonight
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She: Robin Buckley x Reader
Kinda self indulgent, She by Dodie is one of my all time favourite songs and I love to think about how angelic maya would sound singing it, so here’s something, it’s short and sweet but I hope you like it, I enjoyed writing it.
Listen on Spotify here :)
You were early a little early when you got to robins house. you were picking Robin up to go see some movie, you really weren’t interested but you know Robin was and you wouldn’t pass any opportunity to spend time with her. You knocked at the door before letting yourself in, making sure to leave you shoes by the door. stood in her door way, robins back to the door as she sat hunched over scribbling in a note book, before leaning over to grab her guitar. She clears her throat, before carefully plucking at the strings.
“Am I allowed, to look at her like that? Could it be wrong, when she’s just so nice to look at?” she stops grabbing her note book again, scribbling something else down before strumming at the guitar. “And she smells like lemon grass and sleep” as she continues to sing, you feel the tickling sensation of a sneezes bubble in your nose. You try your hardest to keep it in. Robins turns to face you her cheeks bright red.
“How long have you been there”
“I like your song” your voice was bearly above a whisper, stepping into her room
“You-you do?” You nod
“Can I hear the rest?”
“It’s not finished yet” you kneel on the bed. Your gaze falling on to her beat up notebook. ‘she means everything to me’
“Who’s it about, the lucky girl?” You chew your bottom lip nervously, in your dreams it would be about you, after all you’ve had the biggest crush on her ever since you partnered up in science, well over a year ago now.
“No one”
“Robin Buckley I don’t believe that for one second, cmon tell me who’s your muse, I’d never tell, I’d never say a word” you promise, holding out your pinky, instead she takes takes her pen, quickly writing what you had just said down in.
“You’re a genius y/n, you know that right” she gives you a small smile, her eyes licking with yours for a split second, then to our still out stretched pinkie. You sigh intertwining your other pinking with your own, and leaving your hands in your lap.
“I try” you watch as her brows knit together crossing something out, circling a verse and drawing an arrow. The air was thick, robins short wavey locks falling infront of her eyes as she chews on the end of her pen. It taking everything in you to not reach over to comb it behind her ear. You were scared to break the silence, so you didn’t.
“It’s not perfect yet, but can I play it for you.. if you promise not to laugh too much” Robin nervously asks. You hold your pinky out again, this time robin wraps her pinkie around yours. She wipes her palms on her knees, before taking a deep breath playing the guitar. You watch in amazement as her slender fingers danced with the strings. Her eyes closed, as she takes a deep breath
“….She means everything to me”
“Robin- I have no words” she covers her face, before wiping away a stray tear.
“Sometimes I struggle to find the words” robin starts, taking your hand, her finger tips cold. “I- it’s really silly but I like to write songs”
“Have you ever wrote a song for me?”
“Y/n” Robin let’s out a breathy breath. “Sometimes you’re really clueless”
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Baby Steps: Robin Buckley x Reader
Another kinda angsty one, from the request/ask I posted earlier. I’ll link it here
Warnings? Language and homohobia
Also really importantly Before I start I just want to say I can’t imagine how awful being openly out as a lesbian in the 80s would be. When I came out, everyone treated me so differently, girls stopped being my friend and everyone always had something negative to say. It was horrible, and compared to others my experience is a walk in the park. So whilst it’s unrealistic to the time I really don’t want to focus on homophobia because reading has always been my escape and I know that’s true for many people, so I’m going to keep it to the absolute minimum because in all honesty I don’t want to write it in great detail because it sadly is still a reality.
You were doodling in your book, and if anyone was to ask you anything about the class you wouldn’t be able to answer a single question about what the teacher had been going on and on and on about. What you did know however, was that the jocks behind you were making your patience run incredibly thin. You heard your name mentioned yet again, along with a snicker. You drop your pencil down, and spin around to face them.
“Oh hey y/n” Katie laughs, covering her mouth trying to hide the stupid smile on her face.
“Hey girlie” you say as fake as possible.
“Y/n, is it true you eat pussy?” David asks, snorting as he laughs.
“Yeah…” you look between all of them, confused.
“Gross” David laughs.
“David… are you gay?” You ponder, why else would he find the gross?
“Fuck off”
“Why would you say that?” Katie looked just as offended.
“I’m sorry” you pout. Her expression turns to confusion. “You know that you’re super handsome boyfriend over here” you motion to David. “Thinks eating out his girlfriend is gross. I bet that sucks having to fake your orgasms all the time” David’s face turns just as red as Katie’s.
“No- no I don’t” she sounded unsure, obviously lying.
“Is that a lie? David, don't be embarrassed, lots of men can’t please women in bed. It’s okay”
“As if you’d know how to” David snaps back.
“I do know David, actually. I make my girlfriend scream every night. If you need tips, don’t be afraid to ask” you wink, turning back round a smug grin on your face as you go back to doodling.
“What the hell was that?” Robin whispers, nudging your arm.
“Relax, I didn’t say it was you” you make sure to keep your voice low.
“Still! If anyone found out about-” she pauses, you let out a long exaggerated sigh.
“Your secrets safe with me” you hold out your pinky.
“You’re such a dork” she intertwined her pinky with yours.
“So are you, and that’s why we are BEST friends” you wink, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.
You and Robin lived on the same street, so you always walked home hand in hand… unless other people were around, then she was quick to drop your hand… so by always you actually mean only sometimes.
“Do you want to come around for dinner tonight?” You ask her, watching how she looks around so scared that everyone was going to see the two of you holding hands.
“Sorry, what was that?”
“Don’t apologise baby, my moms making fajitas tonight and I know how much you love them” you offer, hoping she would say yes… mainly so you could sit in your room and make out without the fear of someone seeing. “Then later we could go on a drive”
“Oh a drive?” She wiggles her eyebrows.
“Robin!” You gasp dramatically. “Get your head out of the gutter!” She laughs.
“Sorry I’m just curious, I overheard that you know how to make girls scream”
“That’s how it starts, just curiosity and before you know it you’ve caught the gay” you tease.
“The gay” she says dramatically.
“It’s a disease… according to David anyway”
“God he’s such a douche” she giggles, stopping outside her gate. “I’ll ask my dad, if I can come round. Wait here” you watch her rush into the house, leaving the door open ajar. You kick an empty can of cola around, waiting for your girlfriend. The new minutes felt like a lifetime. “Okay dad, see you later” Robin shouts, walking down the path. She looks around before taking your hand.
“I was thinking later we go on a drive to our spot?” You propose robin nods quickly.
“Our happy place” the way she says ‘ours’ makes your heart flutter. ‘Your spot’ was a parking lot in the next town over which overlooked the entire town and had the best sunsets.
Whilst robin was freshening up in the bathroom, you stood in the kitchen, helping out your mom,
“Hey mom, I was wondering if I could maybe borrow the car after dinner?” You ask, laying out the knives and forks.
“As long as you both wear your seat belts” you watch her dish out everything. “Also, young lady” she points at you with a knife, her cheery tone gone. “If I find another scratch on the car, it will be the very last time you sit behind that wheel” she threatens.
“Yes ma’am” you salute her.
“Oh behave” all her seriousness gone.
“Dinner was amazing miss y/l/n” Robin says, collecting the dishes and taking them to the sink.
“How many times do I have to tell you, leave the dishes to me Robin” your mom adored Robin, she always jokes about how she is the daughter she never had. Your mom definitely had her suspicions about the two of you, but never brought it up. Instead she would loudly announce she’s about to come into your room, waiting a second and then opening your door.
“Really? It’s no trouble” robin assures your mom, but she was quick to dismiss her.
“Robin, leave them otherwise you’re never invited for dinner again!”
“Are you positive?”
“Robin!” Your mother shouts, taking a long drink of her wine. “The keys are in my purse honey, both of you be safe” you take them, Robin following you to the front door. “And wear your seat belts!”
“I’ll make sure she does” Robin calls back.
“Good girl”
The journey is on the longer side, but I guess it has to be if you want privacy, so nobody from school sees the two of you out on a date, or something as simple as a drive in the evening. You groan internally as you stop at yet another red light, drumming your fingers against the wheel. Robin had her arm out of the window singing along to herself.
“Baby, look at that dog” she says excitedly pointing, you look over at the chocolate Labrador.
“He looks like Bruce” you ponder.
“Bruce? Nah, maybe” she trails off. “Tina, he could be a she you never know”
“That’s true, yet my bets are on Bruce and I know I’m right” she just hums in response.
“That’s funny” Robin giggles
“What is?”
“That you’re always right” she smiles wildly at you.
“Weird coincidence that” you shrug as robin begins to lean in to kiss you, her lips barely brushing against yours before you both jump back in your seat, the car behind you honking.
“Shit” you look up at the green light, slamming your foot down. “How long do you think it was on green?” You bite your lip. Robin turns to look at the guy in the car behind.
“Well judging at how angry he looks right now, I’m going to say a while” you shrug it off, turning the radio up, Africa by toto starting. You look over at robin, before turning it up even more.
“I hear the drums echoing tonight, but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation” you sing, using your fist as a microphone, not hitting a single note.
“She’s coming in 12:30 flight” robin leans towards your hand, grabbing your wrist. Mumbling the words she didn’t know, you doing the same, struggling to sing because you were both laughing too much.
“Hurry boy, it’s waiting there for you!” you both practically scream, slowing down at another red light. “It’s gonna take a lot to take me away from you” you both pointed at each other, faces inches apart, both windows down so both of your hair was flying wildly about in front of your eyes. “There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do!” You giggle resting your head on her shoulder. You sit back up straight, the light turning to green. As you speed down the street, you sneak glances over at Robin, a huge grin on her face as you both continue to sing at the top of your lungs. She leans over, kissing your cheek.
“I can see you staring, maybe you should keep your eyes on the road” robin suggests, biting her lip in attempt to hide her smile.
“Good idea” but you couldn’t, you continued to admire how happy and carefree she looked and couldn’t help but feel a twang of sadness knowing that moments like these didn’t last forever.
It didn’t take much longer until you were at the parking lot, the blue sky clear, apart from the deep wave of orange on the horizon. You turn the engine off, leaving the radio playing as you both get out, and leant on the hood of the car, resting your head on her shoulder, her arm around your waist.
“I’m going to say something really cheesy” you announce
“Please don’t ruin the moment”
“It’s beautiful, but not as beautiful as you” you grin, and she scrunches her nose up.
“God y/n, you get worse” she groans, playfully pushing you away.
“You didn’t like that?”
“No it was awful” she mumbles against your neck, wrapping her arms around you, pressing little kisses up and down your neck. The sound of car wheels on gravel causes robin to pull away from you, scooting away leaving just a little too much space between you. You force a smile on your face, looking away from your girlfriend and back to the sunset. Your bottom lip trembles, as a rush of emotion takes over. All you wanted was for it to be like it was, all the time, carefree, but it never will be. You understood why Robin was so scared, but it didn’t hurt any less.
“What’s wrong?” Robin asks and you shake your head. “Cmon, talk to me?”
“It’s nothing” you lie. Robin reaches over to take your hand, her thumb rubbing on the back of your hand, a small gesture to try to soothe you, until another car drives by and she drops it, shoving her hands into her pocket. You let out a shaky breath, you didn’t know how much more of this you could take.
“Do you see a future with me?” Your voice frail, you didn’t even recognise it as your own voice. You couldn’t look at robin, you keep your eyes fixed on the town below, scared for her answer. anything other than yes would break you. She rests her head against your shoulder, taking your hand in here again.
“What’s in your mind?”
“Please answer the question” you voice raspy, fighting back tears.
“I think so” fuck.
“Robin… What does that mean? I-”
“Y/n”
“No robin, let me talk” you practically beg. “I don’t want to hide forever, I’m not saying I want you to make out with me in front of everyone, but maybe you could hold my hand every once in a while?” You sniffle, taking a deep breath, unable to stop the words falling out of your mouth. “I love you Robin and I don’t want you to think this is me forcing you to come out because I don’t. I want you to wait until you’re comfortable. I- it- I” you struggle to find the words. “You, it hurts when you are so dismissive of what we have, how it almost… disgusts you? I just wish you would be more conscious of how you treat me infront of everyone” your chest was hurting, swallowing back cries. “I know you’re scared and I know it shouldn’t but it makes me feel so bad”
Robin takes a second to digest everything. “You know I don’t think before I sleek” her tone was dismissive.
“Robin please listen to me, I know that you don’t think before you speak, that sometimes you’re a little clueless and I love you for it. But I’m telling you now so please listen to me” you beg, didn’t even realise you were crying, until you taste your salty tears on your lip.
“Are you breaking up with me?” Robin's voice was hoarse, no louder than a whisper.
“God no. I want a life with you, more than anything” you stress. “I don’t want to stay in Hawkins forever, I don’t wanna get stuck here. I wanna move to the city with you, have a cute apartment, get a cat, work together in our own little cafe, like we talk about late at night. But I don’t think I can do that if you can’t even hold my fucking hand” you start to get more and more worked up, Robin opens her mouth to speek but you cut her off again. “I hate not being able to kiss you on your doorstep after a date, or walking home from work and school. I hate that our Other friends don’t even know. One day I want to tell the world I love you, I love you Robin Buckley” you shout. You choke on your tears “it’s so silly but I want the same from you, to tell the world you love me, that we are girlfriends” the silence between you was agonising.
“We will, one day” robin tries to comfort you, resting his hand on your shoulder
“I’m scared it will be like this forever” your voice wavering
“Y/n, I’m not like you. I’m scared. I see what you have to go through everyday and-“
“But we will have each other, it doesn’t matter” you were desperate at this point.
“Do you know why I fell in love with you?” Robin asks and you shake your head.
“Please don’t say it’s because I’m the only lesbian you know” you try to joke, but terrified it would be the truth.
“It’s because you are so unapologetically yourself y/n and I admired that about you. I wanted to be like you… until I realised that wasn’t true and that I wanted to be with you” she takes a deep breath. “And I do want to be like you, be able to be brave enough to tell people who I really am and who my girlfriend is” Robin wept into her hands, wiping her eyes, catching her tears on her sleeve as they fell. You pull her into a hug, she squeezes you tight, the both of you swaying. You close your eyes, breathing in the sweet smell of her shampoo, trying to calm down. You open your eyes to see another car, pulling into the parking lot, trying to move out of robin's grip but she holds you tighter. “I can’t promise I can walk into school holding your hand, but maybe one day” you smile.
“I love you Robin”
“I love you” she whispers against your neck.
“I’m sorry I just needed to get it all off my chest. I promise this wasn’t my plan for tonight”
“I understand baby” she cups your face, you look around at the other couple parked a few spaces away.
“Robin” you whisper. She shakes her head.
“I can’t be scared forever. You’re right”
“You don’t have to” you didn’t want to push her too but she shakes her head before kissing you again, assuring you she did in fact want to kiss you right now,
“Just baby steps”
“Baby steps” you repeat, breathless from the kiss.
“Now about that cat” she grins. “If I remember correctly, you didn’t want a cat”
“If a cat makes you happy baby, I'll buy you five”
“Is that a promise?” Robin asks, hopeful.
“No, maybe two” a shiver runs down your spine, now that the sun had set it was dropping colder by the minute, and neither of you were wearing thick clothes, silently deciding to get into the car. You turn the engine on, turning the heating up all the day.
“I don’t know if I said, but today with David you were hilarious”
“Why thank you, I do try… I was going to tell him I fucked his mom but that might have been too far”
“Maybe a little” you stop at a red light and robin leans over to kiss you again, you lean in for another. “Green light babe”
#robin buckley fanfic#robin buckley angst#robin buckley x y/n#robin buckley fluff#robin buckley x reader#robin buckley
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ahhh! i love your robin story! i had an idea where reader is like openly gay and her and robin start dating but anytime others are around robin makes it look platonic and reader thinks robin doesnt want to be with her like that
angsty but with a happy ending?!!
Posting this later tonight eeek it ended up being so much longer than I planned and could maybe be the longest thing I’ve wrote😍
Update: read it here please, it was a bitch to proof read and edit…. And painful
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I’m happy you’re back on tumblr!!!! You were my favourite author and I loved your Chris Evans and Tom Holland stuff and I wish you still wrote for them 😞💕💞💖
You’re gonna make me cry
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Break room: Robin Buckley x reader
Robin Buckley smut x female reader.
Not my favourite-est smut I’ve wrote. And I feel like I need to spend 50 hours reading a thesaurus because I know maybe 10 words total… god the struggles. I also didn’t know how to start it, maybe next time I won’t bother and just dive head first into the smut… If you know what I’m saying ;)
This was also a request, but I can’t find it in my inbox anymore
You were bored out of your mind, nothing to do on this oh so fun Wednesday evening. You had done a full face of makeup, got dressed in your cutest clothes and just lay back on your bed. You look at your watch. It was 5, and your girlfriend Robin still had another five hours at work, so that only meant one thing, you had to go see her.
You push open the door to family video, walking into it, then remembering it was a pull.
“You’re such a dork” Steve laughs from behind the counter.
“You saw that”
“It’s a glass door” you give him a tight lipped smile.
“Where’s robin?”
“In the back” he points, and you walk towards the employee only door. “I know you struggle with doors, that one’s a push” Steve shouts, you turn and flip him off before pulling the door open, successfully. You head to the break room, robins back to the room, headphones on. You sneak up behind her, before wrapping your arms around her kissing her cheek.
“Fuck! You scared me” Robin grabs her chest. “What are you doing here- god you look hot” Robin smirks, shamelessly checking you out. You sit on the table, adjusting your skirt so you didn’t flash her. Robin rests her hands on your bare legs, slowly rubbing up and down, sending a chill down your spine. Robin leans forward placing a soft kiss on your knee, before parting your legs slightly, kissing your inner thigh.
“Robin” you breathe, closing your eyes, the sensation of her lips sending a rush of warmth down to your core. She looks up at you through her thick lashes.
“You’re so pretty” she pushes your legs further apart, lifting up your skirt. A cold breeze hitting your pussy, a gasp leaving your mouth. “No panties” you bite your lip. “Is this why you came to see me?”
“Robin”
“You're so wet… Can I?”
“Please” she wastes no time, pushing your back against the table and going down on you. Licking a long stripe between your folds.
“Robin” you moan. She stops before pushing her fingers into your mouth, trying to keep you quiet.
“Suck” you do as you're told, sucking and swirling your tongue around the tips of her fingers before she pulls them away and goes back down to your heat running her tongue back and forth over your clit, her fingers sliding in and out hard. A lewd moan falling from your lips. You reach down, tangling your fingers through her brown locks, lost in a wave of pleasure.
“Don’t stop please” you beg shivers run down your spine as she sucks and nips at your clit, her fingers still relentlessly plunging in and out of your hole, making them curl. You prop yourself up pulling her into an open mouthed kiss.
“You look so pretty when I’m fucking you” you kiss her again moaning into her mouth, grinding against her fingers, desperate to get off as the heat started to build in your core. she goes back down sucking at your clit swirling over your clit over and over. You screw your eyes shut, Robin speeding up. You feel dizzy as you bite back your moans, the pleasure almost becoming unbearable. Your entire body felt on fire as you came with a cry and she lifts her hand up shushing you, her tongue guiding you through your orgasm. Robin pulls away, watching your chest rise and fall, a thin layer over licks her fingers clean pulling your skirt back down.
“Look at you” Robin coos, you look down at the wet patch on the table, hiding your face. Your knees were weak as you grab some paper towels and the cleaning spray you bent over arching your back wiping. Robin presses herself against your bare ass.
“You’re going to make such a good house wife, I could just picture you in a little maids outfit” she kneads your ass, a small moan escaping.
“Really? Because I had the same fantasy of you fucking me whilst I washed the dishes”
You turn around pressed against her chest.
“Maybe we could” she dips her head down kissing your collar bone. “Do that some time” she kisses you again.
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Jealous: Robin Buckley x Reader
Kinda angsty which I don’t normally do but I liked how it turned out. And it’s way longer than I normally write. My requests are also still open.
Warnings? Language and alcohol, let me know if I missed anything
Robin stood back from everyone, leaning against the wall, holding her drink close, her hand resting over the top of her cup. Normally after a couple of drinks she would join in with everyone dancing and singing, but not tonight. The room began to grow increasingly unbearably hot, her chest felt tight.
“Fuck” she mumbles, finishing her drink in hopes it would cool her down. She runs her fingers through her hair, moving it away from her face, never once letting her gaze sway from you… and Steve.
Robin would be lying to her self if she said she wasn’t jealous of the past between you both. The short lived relationship between yourself and Steve was intense, both of you falling hard, taking everything too fast and what ever romance it was there, fizzled out by the end of the summer. But Steve and you were still best friends, which robin couldn’t understand. The way you were pressed up against him and how his hands roam your body didn’t exactly scream best friends. You and Steve were perfect for each other in her eyes, you were the same people, the same silly egos, same sense of humour, same friendship group in school. She could never be what you needed her to be, she could never be Steve.
You can’t remember the last time you fully let lose and let your self enjoy a party, the room was humid and a thin layer of sweat coated your body, the sensation of the bass in your chest was making you feel nauseous in the best way possible. Steve spins you around, so you were facing each other, he leans in towards your ear.
“Do you want another drink?” He shouts over the music. You quickly nod.
“Surprise me” you shout back. He pushes past people leaving you to dance by your self, your hands in the air.
Robin envied how carefree you were in this moment, whilst her anxieties were eating away at her insides. She watched how you moved your hips, lost in the moment. She knew she couldn’t, but she watched how your boobs bounced in the little black dress.
You had just spotted robin, and you stumble passed everyone.
“Where have you been?” You rest your hand on her arm.
“Outside, it’s too hot in here” she tells you.
“Maybe because you’re wearing so many layers?” You tug at her sweater, lifting up the hem. “Take it off, come dance with me, Steve is a terrible dancer” she pulls it over her head, placing it on the back of an armchair,running her fingers through her hair smoothing her wavy hair. You reach over, unbuttoning the top few buttons, your fingers brushing against her soft skin. Her cheeks were pink and you could feel the head radiating off of her. “Better?” She nods and you take her hands, pulling her back over to where you previously were. Robin gives your hand a little squeeze.
“I love this song!” She shouts, some prince song playing that you didn’t know that well, but you sway your hips. You wave Steve over, with your drink.
“Where have you been, Buckley?” Steve shouts. He looks down at your hands, that we’re still intertwined. “I thought we were dance partners” you quickly finish your drink, passing him the cup.
“She’s a better dancer though stevie” you joke, looking back at robin giving her a big smile, you take Steve’s drink giving it to her.
“I get it” he rolls his eyes. “Robins replaced me, I know when I’m no longer welcome” you watch a small smile tugging at her lips and Steve walks off, probably to get another drink. You watch as she does the same, gulping down whatever Steve was drinking, putting the cup on the coffee tree.
Robins heart was racing, as you danced for what felt like hours, sharing each others body heat.
“So, are you and Steve a thing again?” Robin knew the alcohol talking, because normally she would play it off as not caring, but she really did care, maybe a little too much. “Because I don’t think you’re a good match… in a relationship” you knew it was the truth, but you wanted to know her reasoning behind it.
“What do you mean?” You stop dancing, trying to figure out the expression on her face, you had never seen it.
“You deserve better, Steve is- great but…” you couldn’t hear the rese over the music.
“I can’t hear you”
“What?” You sigh, pulling her out onto the patio, the music still loud, but you could almost hear yourself think out here.
“I couldn’t hear you, all I heard was Steve is great but that's it” you laugh. She shrugs, kicking a plastic cup out the way
“I just think you need someone different” she trails off. Robin was right, you were too similar but you were curious why she thought this, maybe she knew someone?
“Do you know someone better?”
“Actually- actually I do, you know them, she- fuck HE’S cool?” She questions her self, her words slurring. You tried not to focus on her world choice too much, after all this might be the drunkest Robin Buckley has ever been in her life. She lets out a long sigh, blowing her hair out of her face. You knew Robin liked girls, she cried when she told you and you didn’t know what to do other than hug her. You couldn’t find the words to tell her you did also. You never wanted it to come across as you were trying to invalidate her.
“Maybe I should go talk to, him” you put extra emphasis on him.
“He’s not here” her words were sharp, which took you back.
“No?” You could see her getting more and more frustrated at the whole situation.
“No, but you could have any guy in there y/n, just look at you and” she motions to your body. “Fuck” she laughs, but nothing was funny. She runs her face. “I’m- im going to go”
“Where?” You grab her forearm.
“Home” Robin pulls away from your grip but you follow her.
“Robin, wait” you push past a group of girls trying to keep up, it didn’t help the flashing lights were making it hard to see and your head spin. You run and grab her sweater before she could, in an attempt to stop her.
“Don’t go!” You shout
“Why? Go to Steve you were both having a great time without me” Robin shouts rolling her eyes.
“Are you jealous right now? Seriously?” she doesn’t bother trying to take her sweater off of you, she just stands quiet. “You’re my best friend too!” You shout over the music. “I love you both!” You continue
“That’s the problem” she snaps. You didn’t get it, she was also best friends with Steve, so he couldn’t be the problem?
“Is it me?” You were scared of the answer.
“Yes” as soon as she blurted it out she covered her mouth and your tears were stinging your eyes. Shit. Shit. Shit. You let out a shaky breath, trying to keep it together. God you were so stupid. She didn’t even like you as a friend, she was just putting up with you because you were with Steve and now you had broken up? She didn’t want you around anymore?
“Y/n” she reaches for you.
“Go fuck your self” you forcefully shove her sweater into her and run to the bathroom, trying your very hardest not to breakdown crying infront if everyone, you didn’t need to add anymore humiliation to the situation because then you could never show your face in Hawkins. You slam the door behind you, choking out a sob. You felt stupid, not even five minutes ago you thought maybe she would tell you she liked you but it was the complete opposite. Abrupt banging at the doors snaps you from your thoughts.
“Yo, hurry up!”
“Fuck off” you didn’t know who was behind the other side of the door and you didn’t care to find out. You tried your hardest to calm your self down, you’re entire body shaking. You needed to find Steve. You impatiently wait for the guy to leave before opening the door. The room was spinning and you couldn’t see him anywhere.
“Have you seen Steve?” you ask anyone you could find but they all motioned in vague directions, or just giving you a shrug backing away. You catch your reflection in the hallway, cringing, your make up smeared and mascara running down your cheeks. You take a deep breath before opening the bedroom doors. “Steve” your voice cracks, empty. You try the next one, hoping there wouldn’t be anyone making out or worse. “Please be Steve” you whisper, opening it. There he was in all his glory sitting on the bed, some girl hugging him.
“Y/n” the girl pulls away and faces you. Robin, the same as your mascara smudged under her eyes. “What’s going on with you two tonight?” Steve asks. You couldn’t find your voice all of a sudden, you opened your mouth to speek but nothing came out. He gets up to leave. “You guys need to figure this out” he points between you two. Steve kisses your temple.
“Go easy on her” he whispers. He shuts the door, muffiling the music.
Robin watched as your chest rose and fell, stood back against the door, looking everywhere around the room but at her.
“I-I didn’t mean it” her voice was raspier than usual. “I just- fuck y/n you’re making this so hard”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you cry out.
“You! Y/n I’m taking about you. About you and Steve how I will never be him!” you stood in disbelief, confused.
“I literally don’t understand!”
“I’m jealous of Steve!” She whispers, ashamed and stepping closer to you, dropping her head. “I want to be the one dancing with you”
“I wanted you to dance with us” you stress.
“Y/n how drunk are you right now?” She shouts tugging at her hair. “Listen. To. Me. I. Like. You” you didn’t know what to say. “I want to dance with you like you dance with Steve, I want to touch your body like he gets to. I want to kiss you infront if everyone. I want to hold you close. Fuck y/n I want you! But you don’t like girls” She wept, her tears spilling down her pink freckled cheeks.
“Robin are you kidding?” You couldn’t hide your excitement. “I like girls! I love girls! I love boobies!” You professed.
“So it’s me you don’t like” it was Robins to be turn to be confused, using her sleeve to catch her tears. You both could bet everything you owned that Steve was listening to the both of you behind the door, getting frustrated at how hard this conversation was to listen to.
“Robin” you wipe your own eyes. “You’re the girl I like!”
“I am”
“No I’m lying to you” you say sarcastically. “Of course you are!” The door swings open, revealing none other than Steve Harrington.
“Finally! Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep it a secret from the both of you. My life just got a hell of a lot easier” Steve wraps his arms around both of your shoulders putting you into a joint hug.
“Steve” robin groans. “You’re ruining the moment”
“Sorry. I’m just so happy my friends are inlove”
“Steve!” You shout.
“Y/n!” He shouts back and you push him off you both.
“Please. Leave. Unless you have a thing for girls on girls” Steve’s cheeks turn pink, at robins accusation “Get out of here pervert” robin jokes shoving him out the room.
“I just feel a little left out” he shouts, as you shut the door in his face
“Come here” robin motions and wipes away your makeup with her thumb. “So when can I take you out on a date?”
“Not tomorrow I just know I’m going to be too hung over”
“The day after then?”
“That could work”
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Lingerie: Robin Buckley x reader
Robin Buckley x Reader smut
I got kind of carried away with this one, and originally it was just going to be something cute… but I guess it’s smut now lol
Also if you can think of a better title for this please let me know because I struggled, big time I’m talking 20 minutes of me staring blankly at a wall
“I’m just popping out to the store to gets some bits for dinner” your mom calls from the bottom of the stairs. “You girls have fun!”
“Okay mom!” You shout back from your room. You lay on your bed, watching Robin snoop around your room. Running her fingers across the spines of your books, blowing the trust of her finger tips, her eyes lighting up pulling one out.
“I didn’t realise you liked spooky books” she flicks through the pages of pet semetery. “You haven’t even finished it” she says in disbelief. You sit up and bring your knees to your chest.
“That’s because it was too scary” she nods, putting it back in a different place before looking at your little trinkets. You had a handful of porcelain cats, that she made sure to poke eachone before leaning against the bookcase to face you.
“I’m learning so much more about you y/n”
“Like what?” You were intrigued.
“You’re a wimp for starters. Second you really love pus- Holy shit! Is that your diary” she rushes over to your desk holding up a beat up pink journal. You bite your finger to stifle back your laughter. Her eyes dart around each pages, scanning throughyour deepest darkest secrets. Nothing she didn’t already know. A smile tugs at her lips. She continues to read, before holding up a Polaroid picture, it was a picture of her with big pink heart snapped sunglasses on, in the passenger seat of your car. She flips it over and grins. “My love” she reads out loud. “You are such a cutie babe” She beams.
Robin then opens bedside drawers. Holding up a battery, placing it on top. Before pulling out a few more, confused. You hide your face, waiting for her to realise. “You have a lot of batteries” she laughs, before sliding them back in and shutting it. She then pulls open the top draw of your dresser, pulling out you baby pink lingerie.
“Oh- wow- I… are these?” She struggles, swallowing. You watch her shift uncomfortably on her feet. She opens her mouth but nothing comes out, it wasn’t very often your girlfriend was speechless. You just nod, encouraging her to say something, but instead she stayed quiet as you watch the blush creep up her neck to her freckled cheeks. She takes a breath and tries recomposes herself. Now even more curious, she looks and pulls out a red pair, her face almost a matching colour, taking a second to feel the material through her fingers, quietly appreciating them.
“Robin baby, if you keep rummaging through there you’ll find what those batteries are for”
“What?- oh!” Her eyes wide, the dime had finally dropped. She carefully places your underwear back in there, pausing. “This is super irrelevant but how long until your mom is back” she didn’t look back at you
“About half an hour” you say looking at your watch, you get of the bed and snake your arms around robins waist.
“No reason- it’s- uh” you loved it when Robin gets flustered.
“Go on” you encourage, sliding your hands down her stomach, your fingertips toying with the elastic band of her panties,
“I- Fuck y/n” she leans against you, your hand travelling futher south, your hand cupping her heat, immediately feeling how wet she was.
“The sight of my underwear really got you that worked up huh?” You question teasingly, pressing a wet kiss below her ear.
“Please” you remove your hand, Robin letting out a small whimper. You lay her down, knelt on the end of the bed, as she unbuttons her jeans, discarding them on the floor with her underwear. You pull off your T-shirt, chucking it to the floor, you grab her legs pulling her down the bed and she lets out a squeal.
Trailing wet kisses teasingly on her inner thighs.
“You’re so wet for me” you whisper against her folds.
“How can I not be y/n knowing about what you’re wearing, fuck please fuck me” her voice was so raspy and so needy. “When we’re at work, and you bend over, all I can think about is how your ass looks in that red thong. Please” you run your tongue, swirling around her clit, sucking before letting it go with a pop. “Y/n stop teasing me”. You sit back on your knees, lewdly spitting on two fingers.
“Can I?” She quickly nods, closing her eyes. You slide your fingers into her wet pussy, slowly in and out, curling them, and watching how her face twist with pleasure. You continue at the slow pace, her hips grinding against your fingers, her bottom lip between her teeth. You lean forward, your tongue darting across her clit quickly as you speed up, your fingers slamming in and out of her wet pussy robins whiny moans, filling the room, as she grips the sheets.
“Y/n” she repeats over and over, closing her legs around you. “Don’t stop” you feel her pussy tighten round your fingers, ignoring the burn you continue. The sounds of her angelic moans made your stomach flip, feeling your own panties grow wetter. Robin throws her head back a high pitched cry leaving her mouth, as her legs begin to shake. “I’m coming” she chokes out, curling her toes. She whines, as you pull away, sitting up against your head board, watching you, her mouth slightly open as she watches you lick your fingers clean.
“You taste so good Robin” you moan, your clit throbbing, grinding against the duvet, desperate for any kind of friction.
“Come here, let me help you” before you could oblige youre internally scream as you hear the front door shut.
“Can you two come help me with the groceries!” Your mom shouts, the worst cock block im maybe all of history.
“Just a second” you groan.
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Kisses in the rain: Robin Buckley x Reader
I tried my best, but I’m just so nervous to post this one. I just feel as though I can’t do robin justice, I have 4 drafts for robin. It also took me 10 minutes to come up with a basic ass title
Number one on your bucket list was to have THE romantic kiss in the rain, just like in the movies.
The heavy rain felt like bullets as it ricocheted off the concrete on the road. Goosebumps covered your entire body as your soaked clothes become increasily more uncomfortable to wear. You squinted, watching water drip off the end of robins scrunched nose, her hair sticking to her face. You reach forward, your teeth chattering as you pull a thick strand off her lip, moving it to the side
“If we are out here any longer we will get s-struck by lightening” robin stutters, her teeth chattering. Just the idea of that makes you wince.
“Don’t say that”
“I think it would be pretty rad, forbidden lovers found dead being hit by a huge bolt of lightning” she takes your hand, intertwining her fingers with yours, leaning forward. “Don’t you?” You close your eyes as her cold lips press against yours, sending shivers down your spine. You cling to her, as the sky lights up just for a second before the deafening crack of thunder causing you to scream and hide your face against her neck. She attempts to smooth your nerves by rubbing your back.
“No, can we go inside… please”
As soon as her bedroom door shuts you were both struggling to peel off your wet jeans.
“I didn’t realise-“
“Don’t say it, it’s literally so embarrassing” you groan, grabbing the towel off her bed and trying to try yourself. You had always been scared of thunderstorms and had no clue why. Robin lays out the pjs you had left, and you face away from her as you change, despite robin having had seen every inch of your body.
“Hey” Robin whispers, her hand on the small of your back. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about” she kisses your bare shoulder. “But I am sorry it wasn’t as romantic as you imagined” you let out a long shaken breath, turning to face your girlfriend, concern written across the whole of her face. You hug her tight.
“God you’re freezing”
“Hmm I wonder why that could be?” She says sarcastically.
You both drive under the blankets, resting your head against her chest listening to her heart beat, every time it thundered you’d tense up but Robin made sure to hold you tighter.
“Those movies suck anyway” you mumble.
“I know, you’re telling all those hot girls chose to settle for those mediocre men? They’ll be married with kids and resent each other in 5 years, that’s why the movies end after all those epic grand gestures of love” you couldn’t help but laugh at her pessimism, but she did have a point.
“Do you think we will end up like them?”
“No, we aren’t settling for the mediocre men, we are getting the hot girls” she says as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. you look up at her, a stupid grin on her face.
“Well you are the hottest girl” you agree
“Second to you, my love” she tenderly cups your cheek leaning down to kiss you, not before another crack of thunder echoes through the house. You swear she could feel your head beating out of your chest. “You’re safe, I won’t let go of you. Try get some sleep”
“Promise”
“Always. I love you y/n” she whispers, reaching over to turn the light off.
“Can you leave the lamp on?” You voice quiet, extremely embarrassed at this point.
“Of Course my love” the room once filled with the warm glow.
“I love you” you yawn, closing your eyes, her steady heart beat was your favourite thing to fall asleep to.
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I forgot how hard I find it to finish fics, it’s like I get to a certain point and my brain just says that’s enough and stops working then I spend half an hour on one sentence uuugh
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I haven’t done this before: Eddie Munson x Reader
Eddie x female reader
Warnings? Smut, kinda subby eddie, language, unprotected sex
Requests are open
You had rung Eddie a little over twenty minutes ago to tell him about how you had a free house and that he should come over and keep you company. So you were a little surprised to find him at your door so soon. You had changed into your prettiest Lingerie underneath one of eddie's T-shirts. You didn’t bother with small talk instead you pull him into a feverish kiss then along his jaw and down his neck.
“Hello to you too” he breaths, taken back by the warm greeting. You take his hand leading him to your room. “So this is your room huh? Very… cute” he snoops around picking up one of your stuffed animals from when you were younger. You watch him from the end of your bed.
“Eddie, baby”
“Yeah?” He didn’t turn around “no way!” He picks up your diary, opening it to the last page you wrote on, knowing exactly what he was about to read. “Dear diary I can’t stop thinking about Eddie” he starts “Late at night when I can’t sleep I imagine how good his…” he trails off “fuck” he breaths, his eyes darting all over the page then looking up at you with a mischievous grin.
“Eddie, I didn’t invite you over to read about how I want to fuck you”
“Why did you invite me?” he stands between your legs, crouching down so you were level with eachother a cocky grin on his face. You run your fingers down the side of his face. He knew the answer but he just wanted to hear it.
“To fuck you”
You weren’t sure of the previous events leading up to you naked straddling Eddie, his hands gripping your thighs. Looking down at him his big brown eyes fixed on yours.
“I-“ you reach down running your hand slowly up and down his length. “I haven’t done this before” he admits, he looks away.
“We don’t have to”
“I want to, I- I just want to make you feel good” you take his hand giving it a squeeze.
“I’ll make sure to go easy on you” the moan Eddie let out as you sink down onto his throbbing dick was the filthiest noise you had ever heard in your life.
“Holy fuck” he struggles as you slowly move your hips. “Y/n” your name falls from his lip as you pick up the pace, holding onto the shoulders for support. The curve of his dick meant he was hitting all the right spots. You never expected him to be so loud, but holy shit. You scratch your nails down his chest.
“Eddie” you moan speeding up, starting to feel the burn in your legs. Your breath hitches in your throat as his hold finger tips make contact with your clit, Eddie rubbing lazy circles just enough to start the warmth building up deep inside of your stomach. “Don’t stop” you beg speeding up your movements, eddies moans getting louder.
“Oh fuck” he struggles. “I’m- im gonna fucking cum. Don’t stop” his voice deeper, almost desperate sounding. “Please- fuck I’m gon- y/n” he chokes out, throwing his head back on your pillows, his messy brown locks sticking to his forehead. “I’m. coming” he cries, the feeling of his hot cum just motivates you to bring yourself to the brink of your orgasm as you continue milking him for everything he had, you grind against him throwing your head back, you were so so close.
“Eddie” you squeeze your eyes shut your entire body hot as your orgasm crashes over you, your hips twitching as you held onto him little moans falling from your lips. You didn’t want to move, neither did he savouring every second of it. You lay next to Eddie tracing his tattoos.
“What are you thinking about?” You whisper, not wanting to break the silence.
“You” you feel your cheeks burn.
“You wanna get high and go again?”
“You read my mind”
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My requests are open for Steve, Robin and Eddie! Whether it be fluff or smut. I’m not the best at angst but I’ll give it a go <3
#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader#robin buckley x reader#robin buckley fluff#robin buckley smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson smut#eddie munson fluff
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I whole heartedly believe Robin is a cat person and I will not be taking criticism. I can just imagine her getting you to run around the house, bring her drinks or snacks because she claims she can’t move because the cat is asleep on her lap and doesn’t want to disturb him
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Pleasure to work with: Steve Harrington x Reader
Steve x female reader
My first Steve request ahh! I loved writing this one. My requests are open for Steve, Robin and Eddie
You were knelt on the floor, reordering all of the tapes and had been for the last hour because it turns out customers can’t read and struggle to put the videos back in the right place. The air con in the store had been broken for the last week so the unbearable heat was only adding to your frustration. Your shirt was unbuttoned, maybe a little too low for work but Steve wasn’t complaining every time he walked by getting view of your boobs.
“You look so pretty on your knees baby girl” Steve smirks leaning against the shelf. You look up at him and shake your head.
“Steve” you sigh as he holds his hand out for you, helping you up.
“Yes darling?” He smirks, you open your mouth to speek but your mind blank, too busy taking in the sight infront of you, your frustrations quickly melting away. His face flushed, his hair messy and unkempt, his polo shirt unbuttoned and his chest hair peaking out. He was so hot “My eyes are up here” his long slender fingers tap under your chin, forcing you to look him in the eye.
“I could say the same thing about you bubba, you’ve been looking down my shirt all day” you wiggle your eyebrows and Steve just shrugs.
“What can I say? I love boobies” the thing about Steve was that he was shameless, complete and utterly shameless and he just didn’t care if anyone could hear him.
“Stop saying boobies” robin shouts from a few isles over. “And do some work steve!”
“Do some work steve” he mocks kissing for your head and you playfully smack his chest.
“Yeah stevie, do some work” your keep your hands on his chest, quietly admiring his muscles.
“I’ll do you” he doesn’t bother to lower his voice.
“Mmm?” you brush your lips against his, gripping the thin material pulling him closer. “I’m sure you will” Steve quickly closes the gap between you. Another thing about Steve is that he was an amazing kisser, you swear you could get drunk off him. you had never met anyone like him, you could happily spend hours kissing him and never get bored. Your knees weak you press your self against him for some kind of support, parting your lips and deepening the kiss. You tangle your fingers through the ends of his hair, tugging lightly.
“Stevie” you whisper needily against his soft plump lips.
“You’re both insufferable” robin groans pulling Steve off and away from you, back over to the counter scolding him and you couldn’t help but laugh as you go back to organising everything no longer stressed, every so often looking up to admire your boyfriend, everytime you made eye contact he would use it as an invitation to come over.
“Hey baby girl” the older woman at the end of the isle giving you both a disgusted look. He was quick to reach over to your ass giving it a light smack. “Just thought I’d swing by look at all the good work you’re doing, you know check you’ve put everything in order”
“Babe you put them back wrong al the time so I don’t know what you’re talking about” you rest your hands on your hips. “But how could I stay mad at that face” you squeeze his cheeks and he tries to swat your hands away.
“Excuse me young man do you know where the jungle book is, I’m wanting to get it for my grand daughter”
“No he doesn’t, but I’m more than happy to get it for you” you interject. Poor Steve he wasn’t the best at his job but he sure was a pleasure to work with, in more ways than one.
#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington#steve x reader#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fluff
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Stick and pokes: Eddie Munson x Reader
Not entirely sure if this idea has been used before but it’s just something short and cute about Eddie and the reader confessing their love for one another whilst giving each other stick and pokes. Just a lil warning I’ve never written for him before. I’d love feedback because I haven’t wrote in so long I need to get back to it <3
Warnings: nothing crazy cussing and tattooing?
Y/I your initial
“This could be our best… or worst idea ever” Eddie laughs, wiping down your ankle. You and Eddie had grown up together, the only kids living at the trailer park and since the day you met you were the best of friends and inseparable.
“I still think our worst idea was the rope swing when we were 8” you cringe thinking back. It was an unbearably hot summer day and jumping into the lake had gotten boring, so you decided to make a rope swing and tie it to the large tree on the edge of the lake. your high hopes were crushed almost immediately when you hit the ground and broke your wrist, shortly after Eddie almost drowned himself. Expectedly, his dad nor your dad offered any kind of sympathy because you both being ‘too damn stupid!’ To quote your father. You hated the trailer park, in all honesty you hated most things but having Eddie there with you made everything better.
Eddie bursts out into laughter throwing his head back. “You’re right” he bites his lip looking up at you with those deep brown eyes. “Ready?” You nod your head bracing yourself. Last night after one too many drinks you decided you should give each other matching stick and pokes, because ultimately that’s how you were going to level up the friendship. You wince as he begins to stab repeatedly into your skin. looking up at the cloudy sky you try to distract yourself, instead of Eddie. In all honesty you didn’t want to take your friendship to the next level, you wanted more.
“Shit” he mumbles.
“Eddie? What did you do?” You nervously ask, but not wanting to know the answer.
“Nothing” he says quickly. “I’ve made the executive decision to freestyle”
“Don’t tell me that!” You squeal as he holds your leg down. “Just wait for your turn!” You warn him. You had no idea what design he had chosen but all you knew is you trusted him with your life.
“Well it couldn’t be worse than this” he says quickly, before pressing his lips together knowing he shouldn’t have said that.
“What?”
“Nothing” he gives you a forced cheesy grin. It felt like hours until he had finished. In reality the whole thing took maybe 10 minutes.
“Ready?”
“No” you cover your eyes.
“It’s really cute” he assures you, a slight dash of sarcasm laced in his words
“Eddie I’ll hate you forever if this is awful”
“Don’t say that” his tone serious, his smile gone. He plays with his hands nervously as you uncover your face leaning over to see a very uneven heart above your ankle with E + Y/I inside.
“Like on our tree” the exact tree where the rope swing incident took place. He nods quickly, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“We promised that day we would always be there for each other because no one else will be” you got a little teary eyed thinking back. “Do you like it?”
“I love it Eddie” you pause. “I- I love you, Eddie” you choke out, pulling the brunette into your arms.
“I love you too shit head” he rubs small circles on your back. No one ever believes you when you say he’s a total teddy bear, maybe that’s why you fell for him.
“More than anything” you whisper in hopes that he wouldn’t hear.
“I know, and you are the most oblivious person in the whole word y/n because I’ve been telling you I love you for years now and if it’s taken a shitty tattoo for you to say it I would have suggested it months ago” you look at him confused. “I love you” he whispers, hugging you tighter than he ever has.
“Then maybe we should go on a date, after I get to tattoo you”
“Or we could leave the tattoo and-“ you pull away moving his messy hair out his face.
“I don’t think so, now roll up your sleeve”
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i love your acc sm!!
🥺🥺 thank you so much baby, I know I've said it before but I really am going to start writing again
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