#Robin fluff

[sleepyangelkami]

PLAY PRETEND j.todd

 ☆ WORD COUNT - 3.1K

JASON TODD X FEM!READER

 ☆ SUMMARY - jason needs someone to act as his girlfriend to the gala, which you decide to go along with but jealousy and alcohol get the better of you leading to one too many drunken confessions.

 ☆ WARNINGS - drinking, alcohol, bad descriptions of being drunk, jealousy, angst, pining, manipulation, skinny love, crying, slight panic attack, use of good girl (non-sexual), comfort, petnames, use of y/n, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 🩷

you stood with your back against the drinks table, sighing through your pouted lips as you glanced around the room, hoping for some type of entertainment to catch your eye. you didn't even wish to be here, in fact, you would have done just about anything to be snuggled up in your bed reading a book right about now.

jason was the reason you were here in the first place and yet, he was nowhere to be seen.

you’d heard of the wayne gala’s a lot before, it wasn’t exactly new to you. you’d been to a couple of them yourself too but there was a reason you didn’t come to them often and one could guess it was because this is how it always ended, you sat up against the drinks table with expensive alcohol swirling in your expensive glass and dressed in your expensive dress. it was so… not you.

you were the type of girl that dragged your friends to junk yards and bought the cheapest clothes that you saw hidden in thrift stores. 

not the type of girl that attended wayne gala’s. 

and yet, here you stood all because you were so helplessly smitten with your all time best friend, jason todd, the son of bruce wayne, the redhood, the gentleman, the many, many things. he’d asked you to go to the wayne gala’s with him before, offering it up yet you always politely declined, stating it wasn’t your scene but this time was simply different.

you’d sat up on your bed, flicking through your magazines while jason rambled on as he began tearing his tie from around his throat. it was late, too late but jason never did care for the time when it came to seeing you.

you swallowed, nodding along and humming. it was just so late and you’d only woken up so your mind was all fuzzy and for some reason you couldn’t stop thinking about how nice some grapes would taste right about now. “are you listening to me?” the question from jason was rhetorical but you’d be lying if you said your undivided attention as on him. “i’m a dead man!” 

“it’s not that big of a deal.” you uttered, closing your magazine and sighing, you really wanted some grapes. “really, you’re only stressing yourself out. you’re an… attractive guy, i’m sure you’ll get a girlfriend between now and the next gala.”

“but thats the thing… i don’t want a girlfriend!” sheesh, your head was too clouded for his yelling. “i shouldn’t have opened my mouth.”

you could only shrug your shoulders, nodding. “true.”

he took a seat on the pink quilts that surrounded your bed, his head falling into his hands and groaning. “you’re not helping.” 

jason had made the idiotic choice of lying to bruce when asked if he had a girlfriend. he was just so tired of him asking and asking and asking so he decided to lie, telling him that he did in fact have a girlfriend and that they’d been together for quite a while now, he’d just been saving the announcement for a more special day.

so what did bruce do? announce it at his next gala, stating that jason would surely be bringing her along for the next.

and jason almost choked on his bourbon. 

he was dressed in his suit from before, his hair all messed and teased while his clothes just looked out of it, his shirt untucked, his jacket discarded on the ground and he had pulled the tie from his neck, unbuttoning the first two or three buttons, he felt like he was going to collapse.

“i’m sorry.” you spoke softly, feeling sympathetic for your ‘best friend’. you turned to him, clad in your pretty pink pijama’s and softening your gaze on him. “how can i help?” 

the way you looked at him should have told him everything. what your gaze should have said was that you were in love with him, you had been since the very first day you’d laid your eyes on him, gaze never leaving and your jaw falling slack. okay, perhaps you hadn’t loved him during your first encounter but there was definitely… something, something that told you this wasn’t just any boy but he was something much much more.

it should have told him a lot of things, should have spilled your feelings right then and there but jason was as oblivious as they come, he hadn’t a notion of what your gaze meant. in fact, he blamed the diluted pupils on the fact that he’d woken you up, banging on your door at all hours of the night. 

“you could help in one way but… nevermind, it’s stupid.” shaking his head and turning away. the master of manipulation.

and you looked almost concerned then, the victim of that very manipulation. “no, what is it? i wanna help.” 

and he knew you did, it’s why he said anything in the first place. sweet old you, always willing to do anything he said, just to please him.

“you could… you know, pretend to be my girlfriend, it would just be for the night, for the gala. you know, to get everyone off my back?” his eyes stared back at you, big and hopeful.

how could you, in your right mind, say no when you were so utterly full of love for the boy. “wha… i don’t even have a dress.” an excuse, a terrible one because something in you was downright shocked. you? of all people? first, you could barely go to that gala as it was let alone pretend to be his girlfriend.

besides, you began to get a little worried. perhaps you’d like the pretend game a little too much. 

“i’ll buy you a dress.” he insisted almost instantly. lord knew he had the money.

but you frowned a little at that. “i’m not a charity case, jay…” sure, your apartment was a little small but it was homely, it was you. though you were sure it didn’t much live up to jasons standards.

“not a charity case, i know.” he came a little closer, pressing his hand against your thigh and rubbing it gently. “i just want you to feel your best for the night, angel, it’s just one night.” 

you bit down on your lip, knowing you’d regret it. “fine.” 

but for jason, you’d face just about any guilt. 

and after his many thank you’s and squishing hugs that had your face smushed against your chest you finally sighed out. “I can’t believe i’m doing this for you.” sending him a playful glare though there was a pit in your stomach.

“please.” he couldn’t help but smirk. “you love me.” 

and you couldn’t possibly tear your eyes away from him. without playfulness or a smile, you spoke the words, “I’d have to be a fool.” before quickly shaking your head and changing the subject. “you have to wear a pink tie to match my dress.” 

he had the audacity to laugh in your face. “I will not.” 

“yes you will.” you folded your arms over your chest. “you will or i’m not going.” 

jason couldn’t help but shake his head with a chuckle. “fine.” 

“fine.” you repeated. “now go get me grapes from the fridge.” 

brat. 

you’d been announced as his girlfriend, he’d held your waist for the entire night, grinned and beamed over at you as his brothers watched sceptically. 

now, you sat alone at a table, downing what felt like your hundredth glass.

you didn’t drink often so you gave yourself a little lean for this time, seeing as you never did it, now was your chance to get absolutely… shitfaced, did damian call it? 

but it wasn’t as if you didn’t have a good reason. 

jason, your best friend, your first and last love, was standing speaking to some blonde girl, she was giggling away, obviously pleased with herself as if she didn’t have a lipgloss smudge on her teeth. and you? you couldn’t have been more ashamed with yourself. 

your head was placed on your arm that was slinked across the white tablecloth, just watching the pair as the alcohol swirled in your cup. you wondered how you went from eating the white grapes to downing the white wine in your hands.

then your eyes glanced back to jason, in his pretty pink tie, and it all made sense. 

he was your best friend, you had no right to be jealous, no reason to be but for some reason you thought by him bringing you here, introducing you as his girlfriend meant something. 

but it was all just play pretend. 

you knew this, you knew it as well as anyone and yet you still couldn’t help but feel so utterly… hurt.

your eyes burned but you weren’t crying, your throat burned but that was only because of the alcohol that didn’t even taste nice.

they should really have grapejuice here, the non-alcoholic kind. 

it was dick grayson who’d laid his hands on your shoulders that adverted your gaze from jason. your pupils were wide, the rims of your eyes red though you weren’t sure if that was due to the alcohol or the fact that you were holding your own tears at bay. 

“hey, y/n, how you feeling?” his tone was soft, understanding. he really was one of your best friends. he was crouched down to your level as you sat in the chair.

you glanced down to the cup in your hands. “think ‘m drunk, dickie.” because suddenly the entire room was spinning. 

“yeah.” he pressed his lips into a thin line. “think maybe you’re done for tonight, huh?” taking the glass from your hands before you could so much as protest.

with heavy eyes and an even heavier heart, you nodded your head. “think ‘m… ‘m gonna go home.” home was where your bed is, they say. but saying you were going home and directing it towards your house didn’t even sound right. home was that curly, raven haired boy with a pretty smile.

“don’t go home.” his eyes glanced towards jason, sighing. “don’t go before you’ve talked to him.” 

dick was one of your best friends. with that being said, he knew everything about you down to where your birthmarks were, that meant he knew all about these hidden feelings for your supposed best friend jason todd, his dear little brother. 

but you could only shake your head. even thinking about jason right now was enough to make you queasy. “no, he’s talkin’ to blondie.” blondie, the pretty girl who you couldn’t even judge if you wanted to. she had a dark black dress on, she was much taller than you, large heels and standing with her shoulders drawn back, obviously much more confident too. 

was she everything that you lacked? 

as if summoning him, you could feel the dark shadow that loomed over you, even with your head pressed against that damned tabelcloth, even that was expensive. 

“is she alright?” 

that voice, that pretty, deep, and almost mysterious voice yet as perplexing as it was, you were sure that you’d recognise that voice amiss any crowd, through any drink that entered your system. jason still roamed your mind, always and when his voice was spoken, you were sure to hear it. 

“she’s drunk.” dick answered for you, as though you weren’t sitting right next to him. “i think you should bring her upstairs, get her cleaned up and put to bed.” dick was doing you a favour in the long run, even if it didn’t feel like it.

but your head had finally risen from the table, big doey eyes staring up at the two large men above you. “n-no i can… i can bring myself home.” your words slurring.

jason couldn’t help but laugh down at you, glossy lips turned into a pout. “yeah, cause i’d let you ride your little bicycle through gotham alone, at this hour of the night, in the state that you’re in.” of course, you were the only one in the entire world that would ride one of those pretty pink bikes with a woven basket in gotham. “come on, let me put you to bed.” 

you don’t remember bidding goodbye to dick but you were sure you had. you didn’t remember moving from the table to the door, practically being pushed by jason. however, you did vaguely remember uttering the words, “you need’a say g’night to blondie.” to which he responded with. “who?” 

that confused you because he genuinely seemed confused, as though he hadn’t even remembered the colour of the hair belonging to the girl he’d just spoken to. had he really been that uninterested or was he just putting on a show?

you did remember, however, sitting on the cold tiles of jason’s bathroom floor after he’d undressed you, stripping you to your undergarments and placing a long tee over you. you remembered the way his hands gently did it, soothing you as he went, uttering soft words and assuring you that it was okay.

in no way did he make anything sexual, instead, he was merely caring for his ‘best friend’. 

you remembered the way the tears began rolling down your cheeks as you dry sobbed pathetically, the drink getting the better of you.

jason had been tending to your face, a cotton pad covered in micellar water gently cleansing your skin, softly dancing it across the makeup that covered your face and wiping it clean. he wasn’t used to taking off makeup, obviously, so this was a little difficult for him. but he got used to it.

it wasn’t the first time he’d done it for you.

only difference was this time he was comforting your cries at the same time. “shh, shh, c’mon, tell me wh’s the matter, baby?” all soft and gentle with you as you couldn’t do anything but let the liquidy tears fall down your face, trying to avoid his gaze. “c’mon, tell jay wh’s wrong so he can fix it.” 

but how were you to tell him that the reason you were crying was because you loved him? 

you couldn’t, so instead you opted for shaking your head, words practically heaving out of you as your breaths became laboured and uneven. 

jason could tell where this was going. 

he’d comforted you on multiple occasions, some worse than others but that didn’t change the fact that he knew you from the inside and out. “hey, hey, breathe, pretty girl, breathe.” 

he’d taken your head in the palm of his hand, gently placing it against his chest so that you could feel the way his own chest rose and fell and hear the way his heart beated against his ribcage. he knew this was a good thing to do when it came to you, this was a reminder that he was alive and by the way you could hear and feel it too, surely, you were alive as well. 

it was grounding. 

“in with me, c’mon, angel.” breathing in and you followed, trying to take as much air into your lungs as you possibly could. “‘n out, good girl.” he praised, hearing the shaky breath that you still let out.

when your breathing had regulated back to normal, there were still tears streaming down your face and you couldn’t help but cry and whimper pathetically. you could blame the alcohol or you could blame the fact that you’d gotten so caught up in play pretend that you’d forgotten yourself, who you were and what you really meant to jason. 

“s-shouldn’t have come.” you muttered through your desperate cries. “shouldn’t have come here.” while the messy tears coated your perfect skin. 

it broke jason’s heart. you were his bubbly girl, always grinning and smiling, laughing at jokes you didn’t understand, grinning at people you didn’t even particularly like, you were nothing but good. you were gold, if the colour was a person, it was you. your heart was as big as a heart could get yet you know what they say, the bigger the person, the harder they fall.

and sometimes your poor golden heart simply couldn’t take the mean world. 

“what?” suddenly, his own heart began to shatter. he suddenly felt as though it was his fault. you were acting like this because you didn’t want to be here, because either something had happened or simply you were too overstimulated due to the gala itself (poor oblivious jason still hadn’t got it right.) whatever the case, he’d been the one to drag you along here and now he felt guilt pang his heart heavily. “no, no everyone loved you, what are you talking about?” 

your teary, broken eyes glanced up at him, and you couldn’t tear your eyes away. 

perhaps it was the too much alcohol that had entered your lightweight system or perhaps it was the way he looked so… dreamy, even through your blurred vision. his pretty sapphire eyes gazed down at you, so full of concern and worry. he cared so deeply about you, you could tell from his eyes. the slope of his nose, his pretty lips drawn into a frown, his sharp jaw line and the little curls of his hair, white streaks at the front on wide display.

“i’m a fool.” you uttered, so pathetically, full of realisation.

once again, his black brows furrowed in confusion yet also so full of concern. he wanted to understand, to help you but you were proving it awfully difficult, not that he blamed you. “what? you’re not a fool, what are you talking about?” 

you sniffled, practically blubbering. “i told you i’d have to be a fool to love you ‘n if that’s true then i’m a fool.” you hadn’t a notion of what possessed your mouth to move, possessed you to speak. “‘m the biggest fool in the world because i love you so much ‘n im scared i’ll never be able to stop loving you.” 

and the biggest problem was that you were sure he’d never feel the same. 

“is that what all of this is about?” he had to stop himself from chuckling at you, otherwise you’d take it the wrong way and the tears would begin again. instead, his eyes softened and his hand came down to move the hair from your face. “you should have just told me, princess, all of this could have been avoided.” 

you stared up at him with those dazed, confused eyes. 

“when i told you i didn’t want a girlfriend.” he confessed. “it wasn’t because i didn’t want one it was because i didn’t want one that’s not you.” you had to blink at him, thinking it was all merely a dream. “i love you too, sweet girl, always have, always will.” 

and you were sure it was a dream. 

“jay?” 

“yeah?” 

“will you tell me this again when i’m sober?” 

a chuckle. 

“of course, angel.” 

“promise?” 

“i promise.” 

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[portgasdwrld]

Remember those og youtube challenges where beauty gurus had their s/os doing their makeup? Ok so maybe the crew were invited to some luxurious island or something and reader injured their arm prior to this event, so entrusted their beauty routine to the strawhats? I know nami & robin won’t let us down, but I’m so ready for the guys to mess us up. 💄 - 🩵

Hii love, how are you!!? Love the idea once again🫶🏻🫶🏻

📂Strawhats doing your make-up for an event

Luffy

He was so excited to learn about what make up was and how to help you with it!

He was listening to your explanation with big eyes and attentive ears

When it came to actually do it, he tried his best to focus, but it ended up looking goofy asf 💀

The eyebrows were overdrawn, the eyeshadow was not blended at all, the eyeliner wing was wonky

You looked like a fun experience of make up that’s for sure, a kid drawing at best

You didn’t want to hurt his feeling telling him it looked bad, so you said it was fine

He left satisfied proud of himself

It looked better done by you even with your handicap 😭

He tried tho 😭🫶🏻

Usopp

He was hella confident, saying he knew some skills from Kaya, so he totallyyyy got it.

The moment he got his hand on your make-up your brushes, he totally freaked out and didn’t know where to start. He forgot everything she taught him.

He admitted he was lost with embarrassment, but instantly relaxed when you chuckled reassuring him and helped him through it.

He actually really did a great job. Well expected from the artist and snipper of the crew, his abilities for details didn’t disappoint.

You ask him to help you from now on, when you’re having a bad make-up day🚶🏻‍♀️

Zoro

Man was lost lost. He glared at you like “why the fuck are you asking me?”

He said no and walked away, but you whined telling him the others were busy getting ready and he was already done so it was the least he could do.

He stayed firm on his position, but only agreed when you brought up, you could bribe Nami into reducing his debts towards her.

Kinda worked?

He did a horrible job :/

We love you Zoro but make up isn’t quite for you😔

Sanji

He was sooooo down for it. He was smiling so hard and was lowkey dreaming about being able to help you with your make-up routine.

When you asked, he accepted immediately, even cutting you off mid-sentence

He was already on his way to prepare some snacks for you while he helps you out.

He was listening to you very carefully, not wanting to miss out on any of your indications and ruin it.

He was so good and gentle with it?? He was blushing like crazy, being so close to your face, but he got the job done.

He would softly ask you if this was alright and if you liked it. Always asking for feedback so it’s at your liking. Never felt annoyed when you asked to redo something. He was so nice and cool about it which made the experience so enjoyable.

You loved it sm & gave him a big hug that got him on a good mood for the rest of the day☹️💕

Nami

When you asked her, she totally understood on the spot and sat you on a chair close to her.

Before she started, she asked you what was your vision and what you wanted basically.

She gave you advice on what would look best on your facial features, and what would go along with your outfit.

It felt like a professional session, she super focused

Y'all spoke about fashion the whole time and she was so enthusiastic and hyped about the whole thing

She gossiped about who could possibly be there at the event and if there was gonna be anything worth doing, stealing

the end result was so good, it was even better than you imagined it

10/10 would recommend again

Robin

She nodded and asked you to sit somewhere

After she got a general idea of what you wanted she started to work on your make-up at first silently, trying to build the base

As she saw time was running out, she used her devil fruit power to make it quicker and do both side at the same time.

You made a joke about her power being useful and she chuckled before agreeing

she started to speak about her DF and how as she grew up, she kept finding uses to it

It was really a nice and almost healing time

Robin felt like an older sister doing your make up as Nami had more of that best friend vibe

She even fixed your hair to make sure your look was completed and proposed you look through her accessories if you wanted

love her !!!

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[onepiece-fics]

Nami, Robin and Hancock with a protective significant other.

Summary: How would Nami, Robin and Hancock feel about a protective and powerful significant other?

Warnings: Gender neutral reader (though masculine!reader was in thought while writing), Robin uses the word "handsome" to describe reader

Word count: 368 

Nami

She LOVES it omg

Will let you take over her fights and cheer you on in the background (probably with Usopp lol)

Always super worried after fights and constantly asks you if you’re okay or if you’re sure you do not need to go see Chopper

Loves the small protective things you do, like putting your hands on her waist or shoulders, holding her hand in crowds, the stares you give to men who look at her weirdly, etc.

Will definitely tell you if she needs you to step back. Although she loves being taken care of, she needs to prove herself at times too. 

She’ll be protective of you too, but in a different way. Nami’s not super strong, but she always makes sure that you’re doing well, that you’ve eaten, that you’ve slept well, and that you don’t get hurt. 

She would feel SO bad if you got hurt for her. Like she will actually cry and call you an idiot (out of love of course)

Robin

She is so not used to being protected

While she appreciates it, she also doesn’t quite understand why? Is she not strong enough?

After having a conversation about it with you though, it just makes her happy to know that it’s out of love and not because you’re underestimating her

Will probably tease you a little bit after a fight you helped her with

“Oh my! Aren’t you just strong and handsome, huh?” she pokes your cheek and giggles at you. Your face is all red but you don’t know for sure if it’s from her teasing or from the fight you just finished. 

Hancock

Immediate heart eyes

Will lose her mind if you fight for not only her but for her island also

Might let you just be the spokesperson for her, she's tired as hell of having to talk to gross, incompetent marines and pirates

The same way you’re protective of her, she will also be protective of you

She will NOT tolerate anyone flirting with you

She really loves that she can lower her guard around you though, she trusts that you will protect her even in her moments of weakness, the same way she would do for you

#one piece #nami #robin #hancock #boa hancock #nami x reader #robin x reader #hancock x reader #boa hancock x reader #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #nami fluff #robin fluff #hancock fluff #nico robin #nico robin x reader

[anemptypuddingcup]

Rubbing your back pain away w/ Sanji, Robin & Usopp. Fluff.

Sanji.

You were actually nervous to come to come to Sanji about the matter considering he was always busy with cooking for the crew. You felt that you would disturb him, so you couldn’t ask him no matter how much you wanted to.

It wasn’t until he noticed your behavior that he decided to treat you himself. All the rocking, soft whines and moans you’ve voiced made him feel like you needed something but just couldn’t voice it.

A little mewl leaves your lips as Sanji’s soft and delicate hands massaged your lower back, a little smile spread across his face while he’d done so. He was making sure to be as delicate as possible to make sure he wouldn’t hurt you.

“Are you hurting anywhere else, sweetheart?” He asked you, laying there beside you while he massages your back. You moan out before answering him. “N-No, just right there please…” You say to him softly.

His eyes grew half-lidded as he lied there and rubbed your back until you eventually fell asleep, which didn’t take very long for you.

The next day, he made sure to tell Choper to bring you some pain medication to help with your pain.

Robin.

Robin cared about you a lot. So much so that she would check up on you often to make sure there weren’t any issues. She knew about your condition and she wanted to help you in any way she could. So when you told her about the back pain you’ve been having recently, she was thankful that she had her Hana Hana no Mi to help you.

With your body spread out across her soft and sweet-scented mattress, she sat there across from you deep in her book with an extra pair of hands went to work on your back.

“Are you alright darling?” She asked, looking up from her book to look at you. You squirm a bit before settling along her mattress, sighing out from how good the massage felt. “Y-Yes, t-that feels good Robin~” You’d sigh out softly.

She made sure to peek up from her and check on you every time you made a noise, but you’d reassure her that it was just a noise from satisfaction and not pain.

After you fell asleep, she didn’t stop massaging your back. Robin didn’t want to stop since she knew that you could probably feel the pain through your sleep.

So she sat there and indulged herself in her favorite book whilst rubbing your pain away.

Usopp.

Usopp knew you were hiding something from him. He noticed how you struggled to stand up or walk around without groaning or moving around. You couldn’t sit still and he wondered why.

He’d walk up to you and sit with you, trying his best to comfort you and help take your mind off of whatever was bothering you.

Laying in his lap, you let out a soft moan as he massages your back. His fingers moves along your skin, massaging the parts that hurt the most along your lower back.

“Is this making your back feel better?” He asks, his beady eyes peeking down at you. “Yess~ Please keep rubbing right there Usopp~” You breathe out, your body relaxing against his lap.

He smiles and continues rubbing your back, making sure you were relaxed to the point where you’d fall asleep in the end.

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[sammyboyimagines]

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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[luvvyouforever]

deeply in love ⁠— r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x f!reader

2,318 words, she/her pronouns

cw/ smut, fluff, dirty talk, oral sex, 18+

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robin buckley was it for you and you were it for her. only four months of dating after two years of knowing each other and you were impossibly in love with the awkward but hilarious girl. though it was terribly painful to hide away your love when out, it made it easier to shower her in it once she was situated in your bed.

her short hair was splayed across your pillows, bangs lightly sticking to her forehead due to the sweat built up over the past hour. she was one of the few people your parents allowed over when they were gone for an extended period. they thought it was simple, innocent friendship. but the amount of times robin had moaned your name since the two of you got home let you know it was anything but.

the lower part of her body was covered by the floral top sheet of your bed, offering just a shred of privacy while she caught her breath. you laid next to her, running your fingers delicately over her cheek. it brought goosebumps to her skin and a blush to her cheeks. she never could get over the love you showed her and how gentle your touch was. she thought she didn’t deserve it.

with a breathy grunt, robin turned over in bed to face you. you paused your movements and watched her with a smile while she got comfortable. once she settled against the pillow, you pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. she practically melted, letting out a peaceful sigh at the feeling and weight of your lips against her. slowly, she rose and pressed her lips firmly to yours.

when she pulled away, you looked at the details of her face intently. you could count her freckles like a kid counting stars in the sky. her makeup was smudged under her eyes, her lips were puffy, and her cheeks couldn’t get rid of the post-orgasm flush. you were determined to dote all your attention to her the moment you got home from the basketball game. she took it all so well, finishing maybe twice but there could’ve been a third time she hadn’t even noticed.

the two of you laid like that for a while, breathing synchronously. robin was uncharacteristically quiet but not because she felt ashamed but rather, she wanted to feel completely relaxed. when you ran your fingers through her hair, her mind was quiet, and she was able to focus only on the sensation of your touch. you laughed quietly at the way her eyes closed immediately and she let out a sigh of relief.

“feel good, baby?” you practically whispered out of a want to not ruin this quiet, peaceful moment. robin nodded, utterly blissed out. it was these moments that remained your favorite throughout the relationship. you never wanted to have a lack of these moments no matter how difficult life got or no matter how many hard conversations you had to have in a relationship.

robin peeked up at you from underneath her bangs (you made a mental reminder to trim them for her in the morning). her hand met your cheek, and her thumb caressed the skin there. “you’re perfect,” she mumbled. her thumb moved down to your lips where she ran it over the bottom of your mouth, enjoying the way you smiled at her movements. she’d do anything for that smile, really. “you’re so perfect.” she was repeating herself but this time, she ended the statement with a deeper kiss to your lips. it was slow and dragged on but eventually she slid her tongue into your mouth, and you allowed her to explore like you always did.

when you pulled apart for air, you felt positively overwhelmed with love, affection, and need for your girlfriend. though you were devoted to making her feel good tonight, the way she kissed you made you impossibly desperate for something from her. you didn’t mind what it was or how long it took her to get there. all you knew is that before you went to sleep, you wanted to show robin just how perfect she made you feel.

it seemed like she understood the need that began to fill every part of your body and mind. she didn’t want to rush the moment but did want to feel closer to you so in an easy fashion, robin pushed you down onto the bed and covered your body with hers. you relished in the feeling and allowed yourself to get completely lost in the sensation. robin kissed you for what could’ve been an hour, pulling back every few minutes to catch her breath. then she moved onto your neck, teeth grazing the skin and sucking just hard enough that there’d be a mark for you to furiously cover with makeup in the morning. she’d always watch you, laughing and not-so-sincerely apologizing for the marks.

she did this to two spots in your neck, one higher at your pulse point and the other lower, right at the beginning of your collar bone. each time, you moaned or sighed something unintelligible. robin knew she had you like putty in her hands and savored every moment of it. she still could hardly believe someone so perfect could trust her and be this willing to just let go with her.

though robin was still naked from the activities that took place not even fifteen minutes ago, you remained fully clothed. she didn’t enjoy that fact too much and made quick work of taking off your top along with the bra underneath. sometimes, you would dress up in a set she particularly liked but today, it was simple and today, it was nothing but pouring feelings into each other’s movements, words, and noises.

robin’s hands grabbed delicately at either one of your breasts and pushed them together, giving them attention with her mouth. you bathed in the attention, head lulling back onto the pillow, lips spread into a dazed smile. her tongue circled your nipple, occasionally taking it into her mouth while her hand gave the other one attention as well. she covered them in kisses before lowering down onto your stomach.

you knew from the very first moment you had sex with robin that she would make sure every part of your body felt loved. she wouldn’t say it was a kink but every time they had sex, robin would whisper praises as she kissed or licked or sucked every inch of you. you allowed her to indulge in her needs because who wouldn’t want a beautiful girl singing your praises while she used her adept fingers to make you cum over and over?

“so beautiful,” she whispered in between kisses on your stomach. her hands roamed up and down your sides then down to your hips where she squeezed them. “so pretty. i’m so lucky.” were you in love? it sure felt like love right now.

eventually, she ran out of spaces to kiss on your front side and instead of flipping you over to send kisses down your spine, she unbuttoned your jeans, watching your face as she dragged them down your legs. she ended her teasing with a kiss to your ankle that led upwards and to the spot you needed her most. your hips bucked up but her hands pinned you back down.

“i wanna show you how much i love you,” robin said. “can you be patient, baby?” the tone she spoke in sent waves of arousal down your body and straight to the spot hidden just behind a thin pair of underwear. you nodded, nevertheless. she hummed in satisfaction and kissed up the other leg, ending just at the bend of your thigh and torso.

just when you thought you would nearly combust of desire, robin’s lips found your clit easily and she pressed a light kiss to it. you let out a gasp at the sudden contact, legs moving back and forth without much control. “please,” you whispered. “need you, please.” she smiled and pressed another kiss to you, making a small moan slip between your lips.

“is there where you need me?” she asked. her finger ran down your folds above your underwear and she almost moaned at the feeling of the wetness that had gathered there in such a short amount of time. she wrapped her fingers around your underwear and started to pull it off your legs. this sight never got old for her. she almost wanted to take a polaroid of this and treasure it forever. maybe she’d keep it in her wallet, in the hidden compartment meant for cash.

your underwear took too long to come off and when she finally got it off of your foot, she threw it haphazardly across the room. you’d clean later. right now, you ached for her mouth and her tongue and her fingers more than anything. robin bit her lip, feeling herself grow wet again. she decided to run her fingers up and down you again, surprised at the amount of you that gathered on her fingertips.

she bent down, placing her ass high in the air and replaced her fingers with her tongue instead. you felt everything build at once and you were sure you wouldn’t last long with her torturous teasing. you moaned her name loudly as her tongue moved slowly, building up speed at a pace you didn’t even know she could manage.

your moans encouraged her to continue and they only spilled out at a higher rate the more her tongue worked on your clit. and when she added her fingers into the mix? you were done for. your mind was, for all intents and purposes, blank. you basked in the feeling absorbing every one of your nerves, feeling a powerful orgasm grow and grow. robin had two fingers pumping in and out of you and with each push, she met that spot that sent you cursing. after a long string of curses and mumbles of her name, you let the tight coil snap and suddenly, you were coming on her fingers.

she never did stop immediately and instead worked you through your high. her fingers flowed and her tongue flattened out against you. she had half a mind to continue and draw out another orgasm from you but with the way your legs shook around her head, she figured you needed a moment to recover. she pulled her fingers out of you and just as you met her eyes, she wrapped her lips around her fingers and licked everything off.

your hands reached out to her desperately, aching for a kiss and for closeness again. robin happily obliged, crawling back up your body to shower you in the affection you so deeply craved. she kissed your forehead, the tip of your nose, your cheeks, and then your lips where the taste of you lingered. once your breathing returned to normal, robin stood and led you to the bathroom just outside of your room. she wiped down your face, your thighs, along with hers.

soon, the two of you returned to your bed that now felt all too hot and suffocating. the comforter was bundled up at the foot of the bed as you two cuddled close at the top of it. the only sounds were a fan running in the corner of the room and occasional noises from outside the window. she placed a gentle kiss to your head which was resting on her chest.

robin sighed out of pure happiness and felt a wave of tiredness come over her body. she couldn’t suppress the yawn she felt which, in turn, made you yawn. you both giggled and squeezed the other tighter. robin shifted downward in bed and pulled the top sheet back over the two of you. you’d no doubt get cold in the middle of the night but for now, you enjoyed the feeling of her skin pressed against yours.

it seemed as though the silence in the air shifted with a different kind of mood. it was one of deep thought and you knew robin had something on her mind. you glanced up, eyes meeting her blue ones. “something on your mind?” you asked. she innocently twirled a strand of your hair around her finger, needing something to keep her hands busy.

“how can you always tell?” she said in a raspier tone than she usually spoke in. you supposed that’s what almost two hours of sex does to a girl. she sighed though and looked up to the ceiling then back to you. her eyes seemed brighter or more passionate. “you know how it took me so long to realize you liked girls and then also liked me? and how i didn’t believe you at first? well, now i just…can’t believe you’re here. and you’re mine. and that i’m so in love with you.”

it probably took you longer than most couples to admit your love for one another, but you knew it was always there from the start. you assumed it was fear holding you back, maybe insecurities about sexualities or some other psychological thing. but you knew you loved her. you knew you wanted her forever. “i guess we’re in the same boat then, because i am so deeply in love with you,” you told her in the sincerest voice you could get out. she wrapped her arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer into her chest, littering the top of your head in kisses. though you’d have to go out tomorrow and pretend like none of this happened, like you hadn’t just confessed to the love of your life that you love her, you relished in this moment right now. it would forever remain important to you and would forever be a core memory. robin buckley was it for you and you were it for her.

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[lightwing-s]

can you do more dick + sea? 🌊 please

You watched on as Dick, Wally, Roy and Donna played volleyball on the sand, the sun on its way down on the background of it all painting the perfect end to a perfect day. Those days were rare and few between all the chaos and confusion that was teenage crime fighting, but their rarity made for some of the best days you had experienced beside the team.

“Hey, Yn!” Dick called, breaking you out of your current daydream. “We’re all going for one last swim, are you coming?”

“Erm, I’m fine.” You lied, playing nervously with the strings on your bikini. “I’ll just watch you guys.”

Noticing your fidgeting and knowing you as well as he did, he turned his back to the sea and headed in your way. “Is this about your fear of water?” he asked, crouching down in front of you, standing on your eye level and so fucking close, making sure his face was all you could see.

You tried to hide it, lowering your eyes to your crossed legs, playing with the anklet Dick had tied around your ankles earlier that day, an identical one adorning his own. You were scared of the sea since you could remember, it’s vastness, it’s mysteries frightening you even with Aqualad telling you repeatedly it was all fine, there was nothing to worry about.

Lifting your chin so your eyes could meet again, Dick held your face up, thumb caressing your cheek as he tried one more time. “Please, Yn.” His soft eyes, capable of melting you entirely, boring deep into your own and leaving your mind slightly numb. “It won’t be fun without you.”

And like a puppy, his head bobbed to the side, making it a thousand times harder to say no. “D, I c-can’t…”

“I promise to keep you safe.” he begged, a large smile spreading on his face causing you to be unable to hold your own. “I’ll hold you tight. Please, please, pleeeease.”

“Alright!” you gave in, laughing at his incessant nagging. “Promise?”

And putting his pinky finger in front of you, waiting till yours tangled around it, he said: “Promise. With my own life.”

Getting into the water wasn’t easy, but he held your hand till you arrived where everyone else was. And as promised, once you were all settled, feet hooked on the sand in a desperate attempt to hold yourself together, you felt his arms coming beside you and hugging your lower waist, chin resting on your shoulders as the group joked, sang and had fun all the way till the sun was almost gone from the horizon.

“See,” Dick whispered in your ear, taking your attention away from whatever the hell Wally was going on about. “The sea is not as deadly as it looks.”

Leaving a kiss on your exposed shoulder, you tried not to give away the shivers running down your body, praying the strong winds were an excuse enough for him not to grow suspicious.

“I guess it's fine.” He laughed at your defensiveness, placing another kiss on the same spot before you felt his wet hair hit the skin on your cheek, head resting there till everyone found it was time to go back home.

He intertwined your fingers together, leading you out, the group going further ahead of you two. “Hey, Yn?” he called again.

You only hummed in response. “There was something… I’ve been wanting to do it all day, you know.” He continued, shyly looking away from you.

“What is it?” you questioned, innocently aware of him cracking his knuckles nervously. 

Stopping suddenly, he turned back to you and you finally could see the nervousness in his eyes. “Promise me you won’t be mad at me?”

“Why would I be mad at you?” you questioned again, not understanding where it was all going.

“Because what I’m about to do can change… well everything.”

“For good or for bad?”

“That’s up to you to decide.”

As he desperately tried to avoid your eyes, you somehow managed to trap them on yours. His growing pink cheeks a mix of sunkissed and shyness. His shoulders, that grew larger by the days, matching the redness on his face, an evidence of the day spent under the strong summer sun 

“Do it.” you whispered, ignoring the audience forming on the shore.

And leaning in, so slow you could’ve sworn he must have stopped the time, Dick’s lips met yours for a salty, yet so sweet, kiss. His hands holding your neck as yours rushed to his sides, pulling him closer, a hunger for his warmth you didn’t know you were holding in.

“Fucking finally!” you heard Wally scream, as whistles and laughter flooded your ear. You planted your face in Dick’s chest, hiding away, or at least trying to, from your little audience, as his arms wrapped tightly around you.

“Just ignore them,” he said. “Just focus on me.”

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[citysweet]

she teases you a lot simply just to see your reaction. her heart swells when you get all flustered and trip on your words. but she especially likes it when she slips her hands around your waist from behind. her hands trailing over your skin that's covered by her shirt.

her hands travel down to your hips which are clad in nothing but underwear. she'll dip the tips of her fingers beneath the fabric while her lips ghost over your neck, leaving marks in their wake.

━━━ elisa (psg), yelan, beidou, (genshin), annie (aot), robin, nami (op) + your fave

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[writer-freak]

The way we are - Robin Buckley x gn reader (fluff)

Summary: You and Robin haven't been dating for a long time, but Robin knows that you are the more experienced one. Doubts are starting to form in her head and you are there to reassure her. Warnings: gender neutral reader, Robin being a bit insecure, lots of reassurance from reader, reader talking about a past dating mishap, just some cute fluff for our favorite lesbian, english is not my first language Wordcount: 1.1k A/n: Thank you for my bestie with coming up with the title. I really just wanted to write something for Robin after the Eddie fanfic and I hope I did her justice.

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The soft glow of warm, ambient lighting filled the room, casting a cozy atmosphere that enveloped you and Robin in the comfort of each other's presence. The two of you sat on the couch in Robin's living room, a comforting silence hanging in the air as you sipped on mugs of hot cocoa. But before the tranquility settled in, there was a moment of vulnerability that had ignited Robin's nerves. It was a few days ago when she had overheard a conversation at the local cafe, a conversation that had left her feeling uncertain and anxious. It wasn't even about her, but still, it hit too close to home for her to shake off her doubts. Her inexperience in relationships paired with her general anxiety is something that she knows makes her harder to deal with, but hearing someone talk about how inexperienced people in a relationship are hard to deal with, she questioned if you thought the same way. That is how we ended here, Robin fidgeting with the mug in her hand, her gaze momentarily fixed on the swirling steam rising from the drink. She took a deep breath and finally looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and fondness.

"So, um, about us" Robin began, her voice soft yet uncertain. She took a moment to gather her thoughts, her gaze shifting between her mug and your eyes. "I've never really been good at this relationship stuff. It's all so new to me." You offered her a reassuring smile, reaching out to take her free hand in yours before gently interlocking your fingers with hers. It wasn't uncommon for her to get nervous, it often happened when she started rambling about something, but you are always there to reassure her. "Hey, remember we're both in this together."

A small chuckle escaped Robin as she shook her head, a mixture of nervousness and amusement playing on her lips. "Yeah, I guess. But, like, what if I mess things up? What if I say something wrong or do something dumb?"

Your thumb gently stroked her knuckles, a soothing gesture meant to ease her anxiety. Leaning a bit closer, you tilted your head, meeting her eyes with sincerity. "Robin, look, no one's perfect. Relationships are a mix of awkward moments and amazing ones. And honestly, I think those awkward bits are something that makes a relationship even more fun."

Robin's gaze softened as she looked at your intertwined fingers, her lips curled into a half-smile. "You mean, it's okay to be a bit of a mess sometimes?"

"Absolutely" you replied with a nod. "In fact, I think those messy moments can help us learn more about each other. And the fact that we can share those moments together is what makes us grow even closer."

She nodded, her eyes meeting yours with a newfound sense of ease. She let out a small sigh, her shoulders relaxing as the weight of her doubts seemed to lighten. "You always know how to put things into perspective" She gave another slow exhale. "You've always been good at this. Opening up, being real…"

You grinned playfully. "Well, one of us has to, right? Besides, I've had my fair share of relationship missteps too, it's all part of the journey." Robin's eyes twinkled with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Oh, really? Do tell."

You chuckled, recalling some of your own awkward moments from the past. "Maybe we should keep my relationship mishaps for another time."

A grin spread across Robin's face as she leaned in closer "Come on you can't reassure me with this and not tell me something." You looked at her and a smile spread across your face before you gave in. "Okay, okay, one time while on a date, I was squeezing some lemon into my glass, and some of it got into the eye of my date. Let me tell you, that wasn't a fun situation, they were practically screaming and everything."

She burst into laughter, the sound filling the room with warmth. "No way! Seriously?"

"Dead serious" you confirmed with a laugh of your own. "See? We all have our moments. And trust me, I think you're doing just fine." Her gaze softened, and she took a sip of her cocoa, her expression thoughtful. "You make it sound so simple."

"It's not always simple, but it doesn't have to be complicated either" you reassured her. "We're in this together, navigating the ups and downs, learning from our slip-ups, and cherishing the moments that make us smile."

Robin's gaze met yours, a hint of gratitude shining in her eyes. "You know, you're pretty amazing at this whole reassurance thing." You winked at her playfully. "Well, I've had some practice. And you, my dear Robin, are worth every bit of it."

Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "I'm lucky to have you."

"The feeling's mutual" you admitted with a sincere nod. "And remember, you're not alone in this. We're a team, facing whatever comes our way together. Like we always have."

With a renewed sense of comfort, Robin leaned a bit closer, her head gently resting against your shoulder. "I'm glad you're on my team." You wrapped your arm around her, a contented smile forming on your lips.

Robin's cheeks flushed with a mixture of emotions, her gaze now more intent on yours. "I wouldn't want to be on anyone else's team." Your words were barely above a whisper, trying to eradicate all her doubts.

As your words hung in the air, a spark of courage ignited in both of you. The weight of your feelings seemed to fill the room, and then, with a shared glance, you leaned forward touching your forehead with hers.

"I love you, Robin." you whispered, the words carrying the weight of your emotions.

Tears shimmered in Robin's eyes, a mixture of surprise and overwhelming joy. She took a deep breath, her voice shaky but sincere. "I love you too, more than you can imagine."

There was some hesitancy, but you both slowly closed the short distance between you, your hand finding a place on her thigh, and then your lips finally touched. The kiss was soft, your lips moving against each other, inexperienced but so eager for each other. When you finally parted a big smile was on both of your faces your hands holding onto each other.

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I Wanna Be Yours || Part 8

Part 7 | part 9

↝a/n: I am sincerely apologetic for not updating this series in so long. I hope you still like it!

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Wheeler!reader

↝ Warning: not proofread, cannon events

↝⎙ 2.16.24

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"Oh shit." Nancy parked the car. 

So many people stood around, gawking, standing on their tiptoes to look over other people's heads and shoulders. All to see what was going on. Whatever was happening, the news trucks and caneras didnt help with privacy. They were broadcasting everything to the whole town. 

"C'mon, this way." Nancy walked behind the white and orange van, watching as the new sheriff, Powell, talked into the cameras that were right in his face, "reporting a homicide here on the lake. Officer Callahan here and myself arrived first on the scene. We made our way to the shore of Lover's Lake, about ten yards from the house you see behind me. Uh, it was there that we found the victim, an 18-year-old senior from Hawkins High, Patrick McKinney." 

You scoffed as Powell went on to show a picture of Eddie, the 'person of interest'. 

"oh, man." Steve sighed, "This is not good. Really not good."

Powell walked away, the crowd following with even more questions. 

"Dustin? Can you hear me?" Eddie's voice crackled from the radio. "Wheeler?"

Dustin yanked the radio from his backpack, turning around for some privacy. 

"Eddie. Holy shit. Are you okay?" 

"Nah, man." You could hear his voice muffled, probably from running his hand down his face or something. "Pretty-pretty goddamn far from okay." 

"Where is he?" Robin spoke up. 

"Where are you?" Dustin echoed. 

"Skull Rock. Do you know it?" 

"Uh, yeah." Dustin answered, unsure. 

"New Corn Wallis and-" You began, furrowing your eyebrows. You hadn't been there in forever. 

"Garrett, yeah. I know where that is." Steve finished for you, making his way back to the car. 

"Hold tight. We're coming." 

 

You hadn't gotten off the radio since you got in the car. You had all but yanked it from Dustin's grip and began talking about any and everything with Eddie. Maybe you were trying to lighten the mood, Robin didn't really know. Your mood had taken a total change.

You were cracking jokes and replaying memories to the guy on the other side of the radio. 

You eventually stopped, still smiling at the one memory of Eddie nearly falling on his face your first day of high school. He had been trying to impress his friend but miscalculated his steps and fell right as you had walked by. It was a funny first encounter. 

It was quiet for a moment. 

"I'm going to go to prison, aren't I?" Your smile fell. How were you to tell him that you didn't know. Sure, you were going to do all that you could to not let that happen. But you can only do so much. 

"No. No, i don't think so." 

"y/n," Eddie's voice trailed off, not entirely believing you.

"No, you're not going to prison because you haven't done anything wrong. Everyone else thinks you did because they don't know any better. They don't know what's actually going on. Can't really blame them, right? It's easier to blame a kid than something nonhuman." 

Eddie waited a moment to reply, digging his palm into his eye socket. "I guess you're right." 

"Of course I'm right." 

 

Steve and Dustin continued to bicker from their pace in front of you. 

Robin walked beside you, Nancy on her other side.

Glancing back at Max and Luca, Robin scoffed. "Oh, my god. They're so adorable. I just wanna squeeze 'em, you know?" 

You nodded, glancing back yourself. 

Nancy stayed looking forward, brown paper bag in hand.

"If I'm permitted to see a silver lining in the end-of-the-world doom and gloom, it would be the rekindling of some old flames that, frankly, never should've been snuffed out." 

At the glare send Nancy sent, you couldn't help chuckling, just listening as the two went back and forth. 

"I didn't mean that as a hint or anything."

"Right." Nancy rolled her eyes. 

"But," Robin continued, "If I did mean it as a hint, would that be so terrible? To wish for happiness for my friends?"

This time, Nancy stopped in her tracks, scoffing as she turned to Robin. "You think I'm not happy?" 

Robin fumbled over her words, "I-I'm sure you are. It's just, the other day in the library, I mentioned Jonathan and you sort of flinched or winced or something like-"

"I didn't flinch or wince."

"Okay." 

"Jonathan and I are fine."

"Got it." 

"We're good." 

"Right." 

"Guys." They looked at you for the first time since they began talking. You pointed at Steve and Dustin, who were only getting further ahead. Nancy turned and began walking.

"It's just..." Nancy trialed off, going back to the Janathan topic. "He was supposed to be there for the break, and then he backed out last minute for some vague, mumbly Jonathan reason. And, to be honest, I'm not that surprised because I've been feeling him pulling away, lately. I don't know if it's because we're 2,000 miles away or if he's met someone new or what. Now I can't find out why because apparently, he's blown up his family's house phone or something." She took a much-needed breath, before continuing. "So, yeah. If the mention of his name caused a slight muscle spasm on my face, that's probably why." 

"Seems like a perfectly reasonable reason to flinch, wince, or something." Robin offered a small smile. 

Nancy smiled back. "You said ' the happiness of your friends', so, does that make us friends? As in, offically?" 

"Uh, yeah. I mean, right? Everyone here is my friend. Right, Y/n?" 

"I guess." Your nose playfully crinckled. Robin had always found that adorable. Especially when you were picking at her. 

"Right." Nancy looked between the two of you.

 

"Bada bing, bada boom. There she is, Henderson. Skull Rock. "In your face, man. In your stupid, cocky little face." Steve bragged, taking in the beauty of the rock he was all too familiar with. 

"Doesn't make sense." Dustin mumbled, looking around, and at his compus. 

"Yeah, yeah. Even with it staring you in the face, you can't admit it. Just can't admit you're wrong, you little butthead." 

You walked around the bushes, further ahead of the other 4. You saw Dustin and Steve just as Eddie jumped down. "I concur. You, Dustin Henderson, are a total butthead." 

"Jesus. We thought you were a goner." You couldn't help but smile as you watched Dustin hug Eddie, who probably smelt rank. 

"Yeah, me too, man. Me too." 

 

You were right about Eddie smelling. He held you under his arm, all his appreciation for you being expressed in the bear hug. you just wished your nose didn't work in that moment. 

"When i got back to shore, I tried calling you guys, but, uh," Eddie took a swig out of the canteen with his other hand. "My walkie was busted, man. Drenched. So, I did the thing that I do now, apparently. I ran." He chuckled, no humor behind it at all.

"Do you know what time it was? The attack?" Nancy questioned. 

"Yeah, no- I know exactly what time it was. My walkie wasn't the only thing that got soaked." He threw his watch in her direction.

"9:27."

"Same time our flashlights went kablooey." 

You looked at Robin confused. She mouthed ' I'll tell you later', you had yet to be let in on all that had happened when you were at the funeral. You just felt like they weren't letting you in on everything on purpose, not because they just forget. 

"Which means what, exactly?" Steve asked." 

Apparently, you weren't the only one who was confused about all of this.

"That the sure of energy was Vanca attacking Patrick." Nancy threw the watch back.

"Well," Robin tried, "We're one step closer. We know how Vecna attacks."

"And where he attacks from." Lucas adds. 

"So, now we just need to sneak into his lair in the Upside Down and drive a stake through his heart." Max states. 

Robin scoffed, "If he even has a heart." She glanced at you, thinking of how you and Max are currently on edge, scared if you'll even get the next second to live. The rest of the group were worried about Max, with her coming out and telling everyone everything that has happened. She saw you, saw how you didn't want to worry anyone. That's how you have always been.  

"A stake? Is he a vam- is he a vampire?!" Steve looked around.

"It was a metaphor." 

"A bullet should work on his, right?" Eddie offered.

Lucas shrugged, "I say we chop his head off." 

"Colorful ideas." You gawked at them. These are children ready to murder whatever is making your lives a living hell. 

Nancy nodded at you, "I'd say all of the above, but we can't do any of that 'til we find a way into the Upside Down." 

"We need El to get her powers back." 

"Everything was way easier." Steve turned to Eddie, "We had this girl. She had super-." 

"Superpowers. Yeah, you've mentioned her." 

You lost it, "Let's stop talking about El, alright? Shes over 2,000 miles away with Mike and Will. They're having fun and they can't help us here. So, just talking about her and her powers that made things 'so' much easier." 

Everyone shut up, letting you breathe. 

Eddie spoke up after a moment, "Hey, uh, Henderson's not cursed, is he?" 

Dustin, who hadn't said a word since you had made it to the rock, was pacing, but stopped short and starred into the woods.

"Cursed? no, no. He's fine. Mental? Absolutely." 

"Boom!" Dustin's outburst had everyone jump out of their skin. "Bada, bada, boom." 

Steve was utterly confused, a little concerned about his friend. 

"I was right." 

Steve's eyebrows dropped, a sigh rolling out of his mouth as he rolled his eyes. "Skull Rock was north." 

"Seriously? You're serious?" Steve couldn't understand why this kid couldn't just be wrong.

"Mhm!"

"This is Skull Rock! Okay?!" 

"Mhm." Dustin was as calm as can be, while Steve was beginning to get agitated. 

"You're totally, absolutely, 100% wrong. Right now." 

"Yes-"

"What?!" 

"And no." 

"Oh, my god." Steve put his hands over his face, dragging down. 

"This compass worked correctly when we left the Wheeler's. It was correct when we got in the car on Kerley. But it started to slip the further east we went. Now, it's way off. When I was leading us here, I wasn't wrong. The compass was."

Steve threw his hands up. "So, you're using faulty equipment. You're still wrong."

"Except it isn't faulty. Lucas, do you remember what can affect a compass?" 

"An elethromagnectic field."

"Yep." 

"I'm sorry. I must've skipped that class." Robin shook her head. 

"In the presence of a stronger electromagnetic field, the needle will deflect towards that power. So, either there's some super big magnet around here or-" 

"There's a gate."

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 ☆ SUMMARY - jason, almost too late, realises that you're in immediate danger. when he finds you and your sister in a flipped car rigged to blow, he makes the impending decision to save you and not her, without hesitation.

 ☆ WARNINGS - blood, gore, injury, explosions, car crash, arguing, worry/anxiety, the joker, mention of alcohol consumption, main character death (not j. or r.), grief, crying, (6) use of y/n, petnames, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 🩷

jason had realised much too late what was going on.

his head had been torn while working on the case with dick. what was joker going to do next, who was the target? after all, he never did go out without a bang. and he was getting closer and closer to the people they loved.

it was just a matter of time.

he had to admit, during all of this he'd managed to push you away. unintentionally, of course. you two were getting into it almost every day now. though he had to agree that it was his own doing and not yours. he'd snap, you'd merely stare, wondering what was wrong with him.

didn't you see? by the end of the week, joker would have gotham painted red if they didn't figure out his next move soon enough.

this was why jason was thankful your sister had come for the weekend to take you away. your sister, ashley, worked a long while away from gotham and it wasn't often that she came to see you. when she did, she turned her nose up at the sight. she never was a lover of gotham.

jason supposed, neither were you.

but as much as you hated the crime that circled gotham, the dirt on the street, the injustice of the entire city, you still loved it dearly. it was where you'd grown up and you just couldn't bring yourself to leave. so, you got a paying job, lived in the smallest of apartments where you spent most of your time with your lover. and if you and jason weren't there, you were spending time at the manor, wrapped up in jason's black sheets while he recited the books that lay on his night stand.

the trip ashley was taking you to would last a total of two days, the friday she came and the saturday after. you wouldn't be heading home until that sunday evening.

he hoped by then that he would have the case sorted out and it was safe enough for you to come home.

often times, he wondered what he was doing as red hood. perhaps it wasn't worth it anymore, would it be better to just let it all go? batman and nightwing could save gotham. he and you could live a normal, mundane, happy life. then he'd look at you in the midst of reading, glancing down at your closed eyes and pretty pouty lips. then, he'd be reminded of why he did what he did. to make gotham a better place for you and one day, for his family.

"you all set?" he questioned, shutting the trunk after lifting all your bags into the car. you'd told him you could do it yourself but he only insisted. he'd done enough to you in the past few days, you deserved this at least.

"yes." you grinned up at him, sweet as ever. even in he midst of chaos, you were the sweetest he'd ever seen. "apex grove awaits us!" you glanced to your sister who was sat in the car, leaning out the window with an ugly green suncap on her head apex grove written in yellow writing.

"it's gonna be the best weekend ever!" she was whooping in the car causing you to giggle at her antics. it would be the best weekend ever, for her, that was if she remembered any of it after she got shitfaced two nights in a row.

jason was not unfamilliar to your sister's drinking habits. but he thought what harm, it wasn't as if you were stupid enough to get dragged into it too. "you have fun, okay? not too much fun."

you listened to him huff out a laugh. "i will." before moving forward to let your head fall on his chest. hugging jason was what you assumed hugging clouds felt like. though you'd never experience it, you could still dream. "'m gonna miss you." you mumbled, only loud enough for the man to hear.

even during arguments, you were the only one that truly saw him.

you never blamed him for his short temper or his aggrivation he felt during cases like these. you only moved with caution, letting him know you were there. you were something he would be eternally grateful for.

"i'll miss you too, sweetheart." he mumbled back, pretty eyes glowing in the little sunlight that gotham got.

"bleh!" your sister yelled, rolling her eyes. "come on, y/n! we're gonna be late for the dinner reservation!"

"okay, bye." you reached up, kissing him on the lips ever so gently. "love you."

"love you too." watching as you made your way towards the passenger seat giddily. "take care of her!" placing his hands on his hips as though he were a mother.

"bye jason!" your sister only yelled back in response causing his brows to crease even further. was she trying to make him go grey in his prime? nevertheless, he waved towards your window until your sister's range rover left through the wayne manor's gates.

while watching them close on the way out, he felt a certain tightness in his chest. worry. he worried for you, worried that something would happen to you while you were gone. then he reassured himself that here was where the trouble was. if anything, he should be thankful you were anywhere but here.

you'd given jason a key to your apartment. you'd always insisted he'd take one anyway but he never did, you soon learned that was because he sort of liked coming through your window, grin on his face as you jumped sheepishly with a fright.

now, however, the key was forced into his back pocket.

you'd told him he'd better stay at yours for at least the nights, reassuring him that this whole joker business would get sorted out as it always did. you told him that whatever he was to do, he was at least to get sleep in your apartment and not stay cooped up in the manor wondering where joker will land next.

and he really wanted to make you happy, truly.

but it was now sunday and they were no closer than they were before.

bruce was injured, heavily so, from the joker's last attack. alfred had all but bedbound him, forcing him onto the lush mattress that costs more than your apartment complex put together.

so for the most part, it was just dick and jason on this one. tim was away and damian wasn't trusted on something so severe without the guidance of bruce.

alfred popped in once or twice to deliver food and assure that they were getting the rest and nutrition that they needed.

however, all the brothers could do was think the entire events over and look for clues. "three wheels on fire." dick's hands were clasped in his lap while he sat by the computers. "that's what he said, why didn't he show?"

the men had thought for sure that the joker would have struck at the fun fair. gotham was throwing one and there happened to be exactly three ferris wheels. "i don't know." leaning his face onto his hand that was propped onto the table. a map lay atop it. "maybe it was to throw us off his trail?"

"no chance!" dick quickly shut him down as he stood, pacing the cave. "maybe something went wrong. maybe he messed up. three wheels on fire, i mean, that was his chance! what else could he have been talking about." seconds passed before dick practically had a light bulb appear over his head. "a car? three cars?"

"that could be any three cars." jason waved him off. "how on earth would we figure out who? besides, three random civilians? don't you think it's a little too.... theatrical for three civilians?"

dick slumped back into his chair. "the joker does love his theatrics."

and jason had to agree with that. his eyes glanced down to the map, scanning it, until... "dick." his head turned. "hand me that red marker?" doing as he was told, dick handed jason the red marker that he used to scribble little dots against the page.

in confusion, the older boy watched him. he watched as fear suddenly took over his face, draining him to a ghostly while colour. dick hadn't seen jason scared of many things but whatever he had just uncovered... that was enough fear for a lifetime. "talk to me jaybird."

he swallowed thickly, already standing. "everywhere the joker's hit has been in pathway's through towns. every dot on the page is where he hit."

dick shook his head. "no, no, he didn't hit there." bulky finger lingering on the last spot on the page.

"no." he shook his head. "but it's the only dot that would connect the full circle. apex grove. it's where y/n is." the words came out sort of like a whisper, a whisper of pure fear.

"no, no, okay? you can't go off of some silly circle drawing, i mean, how do you know she's even in a car right now?" his hands were on jay's shoulders, trying to keep him steady in all his attempts. but jason's mind had already been clouded by fear and that enough had it made up.

"she's coming home tonight."

"that still doesn't prove anything!"

"dick." his face stern and steady. "if anything happens to her," voice cracking ever so softly. "if anything happens to her, i won't forgive myself."

dick swallowed too, realising perhaps jason was right. and even if he wasn't, was it a situation he was willing to put your life on the line for? "okay, let's go."

"it's so dark." you giggled, glancing out the window. you were... tispy, you could say. thing is, you'd been the sober one for friday and saturday night so ashley decided you were going to drink at least one night so she decided why not now, it wasn't as if you had to drive back to gotham, she had that handled.

"yeah." she chuckled. "tends to happen when the sun goes down." you hummed, sitting back up. you weren't exactly drunk, everything was just buzzing a little. "i didn't wanna ask because i didn't wanna ruin the whole night or anything but what was going on with you and jason?"

"what do you mean?" you questioned, turning your head to her while laying it against the seat. tiredness consumed you whole and while you'd loved this little getaway with your sister, you were thankful to be sleeping in your apartment bed tonight.

she shrugged her shoulders, eyes set on the dark road ahead. "i don't know, thought there was a little tension or something."

"we had a little fight." you admitted, absentmindedly gazing out the window. "but it's okay, all couples fight, right?" you couldn't tell her why you'd fought because that would include telling her about the fact that he worked with batman against the joker and that didn't seem like a great way to tell her.

"oh yeah, you should see me and theo." theo was her husband, the father to her kid, teddy, it was supposed to be sort of like theo but you didn't know if that was how it actually sounded. "we fight all the time."

"but you love him." you added.

"oh yeah, to bits." grinning and for a split second, glancing at you. "and as a girl in love, i can tell when other people are in love. and you and jason are just... soulmates." you huffed out a little laugh. "no, seriously, i've never seen two people so in love. i mean, all through highschool, i really thought you were gonna end up a crazy old cat lady."

"i do like cats."

"mm, always did."

BANG !

jason swore he broke every speed limit known to man, he didn't care. he couldn't care. dick waited until the motorbike slowed to a stop.

the men discarded the vehicles before stepping onto the road, staring in shock.

in the darkness of the night, a range rover could be made out, lights still on, though it appeared only one was working. it had been flipped on it's backside, one wheel discarded on the other side of the road. what had hit them? jason had no idea but what he did know was that there was a kind of ringing in his ear, fear.

"is that them, jason?!" it wasn't the first time dick had yelled out the question.

though his voice suddenly brought him back to life, his brows knitted. "the car's not on fire." he mumbled, confused. "dick, the car isn't on fire."

"oh shit." instinctively taking a step back. "it's gonna blow up."

the words should have registered in jason's mind to get the fuck out of there. instead, he ran towards the car.

he heard the faint yell of "jason!" from behind him. but there was only one thing on jason's mind as of now. and that was you.

he found you quick enough, popping off the door with his strength instead of wasting any more time. he could see you flipped in the passenger seat, your sister next to you. even when blood dripped from your forehead and your nose, gash against your hairline, you looked almost peaceful, as if you were only sleeping.

it caused genuine fear in him. jason swore he'd never been so scared.

knowing that at any moment the car could explode, he grabbed your limp body with ease, carrying it until you were a safe enough distance from the car and setting you down on the ground.

"y/n? baby, can you hear me?" dick watched as his baby brother held his limp girlfriend in his arms. "y/n, wake up. wake up!" as if in some distant world, you'd heard him, your eyes slowly peeled themselves awake. "there you are, there you are, huh?" though a laugh emitted his mouth, there were tears in the corner of your boyfriends eyes.

confusion washed over you, eyes hazy. "where am i?" but before you could receive an answer, everything came flooding back and you began sitting up, turning your head. "where's ashley?"

you were leaning on your arm, the other had a wound soaking through your shirt.

the men didn't respond, glancing to one another. going in there meant risking their lives. and sure, they risked their lives every day for the people of gotham but that car could blow at any minute. "where is she?" you practically cried, eyes turning to the flipped car behind jason. "she's still in there?!"

"y/n, listen―"

you cut dick off, trying to stand. "no! no! i have to get her!"

jason held you though it didn't take much, your body already weak. "sweetheart, the car is gonna blow, we can't risk you―"

"i have to save her! get off!" as much as you tried to writhe against him, it worked at no avail. "jason, get off me! jason!" dick's heart pained as jason's hand soothed the back of your head, pushing it against his shoulder.

BANG !

you swore you screamed, you heard a scream, you think. it was all really hard to remember. you clawed at jason, crying into his redhood suit shoulder, sobbing horrendously as you watched the car that held your sister burst into flames.

jason held you, not uttering a word and watching dick flee the scene, most likely in suit of finding the joker. he could only hold you close, listening you scream the word 'no' on repeat.

"i know, i know." he swore he could feel his own eyes muddling with the same glassy tears that yours were covered with. "i'm sorry, i'm so sorry."

at some point, you turned your eyes away from the explosion, face in jason's chest. you no longer fought against him, crying so loudly as he held your wrists against him, trying everything in his will to pick the pieces of you up. but in some way, he felt as though he'd caused them.

"she's gone." you sobbed out violently against him. "she's gone." the words repeated in your brain. you'd lost many people to gotham but never did you think you'd lose her, anyone but her.

"baby, you're bleeding." blood covered your hands and his, practically dripping down your face. "we need to get you to a hospital."

but you were beyond the point of caring, blubbering with few whimpers between. all you could think was your pretty sister, a husband and a kid, burned away in an explosion. she was gone and she was not coming back. "i- i can't." hyperventilating out the words. "i can't l-leave."

"i got you." you felt him help you off the stone ground, your knees weak. though nothing really registered, a ringing in your ears. even hours later, he kept repeating the same words. "i got you. i got you." sitting on the hospital bed next to you while you sat with a sullen look in your eyes. you were far away, that much was obvious but no longer stained with the vicious blood.

"she's gone." it came out much calmer now, though tears still coated your glassy red eyes. "why didn't you take her and not me?" though it was a stupid question.

even in your clouded mind you knew that if he could do it all over again, he wouldn't change a thing.

"i had to save you." he answered.

when he saw you were in that flipped over car, knowing there was a chance he could have blown up with you, he took it anyway, grabbing your limp body without hesitation.

he'd rather die than let something happen to you.

and in this case, he'd rather let someone else die than any harm to come to you. and that was simply something he wasn't afraid to admit.

he could lose. he had lost. he lost almost everything from his family to the world around him. but he couldn't lose you. no, anything but you.

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[portgasdwrld]

One piece + music taste

☆.｡.:* random headcanons

☆.｡.:*what i think OP characters would listen to if they lived in our era

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Ace: I’m sure he would be an avid listener of Playboi Carti and Yeat 🤷🏻‍♀️ he would absolutely go feral if those rappers are played at a party on the ship or on an island. It helps with his inner anger 💀🏃🏻‍♀️

Sanji: Giveon when he’s feeling romantic or is making meals, a little ambiance yk. The Weeknd when he’s horny.

Luffy: He’s honestly the type to say he likes everything as long as it has some souls and energizes him. Sucker for old bops, it makes him nostalgic.

Nami: OHHH SHES A RIHANNA, TINASHE, NICKI FANNN. She screams on top of her lungs to Rihanna’s song « pour up », she’s all about her bag 🤷🏻‍♀️ and she’s a baddie.

Robin: she’s a jazz enthusiast, but she also loves Latin songs & rnb, it makes her feel relaxed and is the perfect ambiance for when she reads books

Zoro would either be the type to not very listen to music that much, because it distract him and he hates having to keep updates on music. So, he listens to the same 10 songs every time & vibe to songs played at parties after few glasses of alcohol. He hates slow-sad-songs…

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[onepiece-fics]

Nami and Robin with a S/O that likes PDA

Summary: Headcanons for Nami and Robin with a significant other who loves PDA.

Warnings: Gender-neutral reader

Word count: 372 

Nami

For the most part, Nami is a big fan of PDA, as long as it’s at the right time and the right place.

She LOVES showing off her partner and being shown off at parties

She would not mind making out with her partner on the dance floor where everyone could see you, it’s her way of showing off that you’re hers and she’s yours.

When it’s just you and the crew though, there are limits. 

In front of her friends (in a sober state at least) she likes mild PDA, but isn’t comfortable with anything too heavy. 

Trying to make out with Nami in front of her friends is honestly a one-way ticket to being hit over the head lol

I can totally hear her voice going “nani yatten no?! mou-!” lol

In private she’s a total cuddle bug though, she will NOT let go of you.

She’s totally the type of person to be touching you at all times, even if it's just her pinky hooked to yours, or her playing footsie with you under the table lol

Robin

Robin has a more complicated relation to PDA

She doesn’t mind smaller displays of affection like hand-holding or even half-hugging into each other when you stand next to her.

If you kiss her in public though, her face will become fully red.

She might complain when you kiss her cheek in front of others, but it’s not serious. 

She does like it, but she’s just not used to that type of affection.

If you’ve been dating for a few years she’d probably be okay with short kisses and kisses on the cheeks or her/your forehead, but anything more than that, and she’ll probably be uncomfortable.

She does enjoy skinship a lot in private though.

Kind of like Nami, she doesn’t mind touching you at all times when you’re in private.

She LOVES laying her head on your shoulder or in your lap when you're busy working with something.

There’s also nothing better to her than being cuddled up to her s/o under a blanket during winter.

Honestly, overall Robin just isn’t used to affection, but she would probably warm up to the simpler things over time.

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[anemptypuddingcup]

Body praise & admiration w/ Nico Robin.

-wanted to write with Robin so badly so here’s a little writing with her.

Contains: Pre-Timeskip Robin. (You could imagine either design though) Age gap. (Reader’s in her 20s and Robin’s in her 30s) Very shy Reader. Submissive Reader. Robin having a little crush on Reader. Robin adoring Reader’s body. Groping. Fingering. Miss kink??? Y’all I love pre-timeskip Robin. (I love Robin’s character in general but pre-timeskip design does something to me.)

“Hm? Is there something wrong sweetheart?”

You jolt at Robin’s words as blush soaked your face. You were embarrassed and very nervous, the fact that you were alone in the room with a beautiful woman made your heart pound with nervousness and love. Robin scoots over closer to your body and smiles softly before pressing her soft hands against your shoulders. “Such a pretty body, such soft and beautiful skin.” Robin compliments before planting a loving kiss to your lips. You breathe heavily as you melt into the kiss, her soft lips feeling wonderful against yours. “M-Miss Robin~” You moan out into the kiss, your arms slowly wrapping around her thin body. She chuckles before cupping your face, finding you rather adorable and pretty.

“So cute. You’re very precious sweetie.” Robin chuckles before sliding her hands up your body. You let out a little moan as her soft slender fingers slide along your curves, admiring the wonderful shape of your body. You were like a rare artifact to her in a way, you just had to be explored one way or another. “Your body is so beautiful, I adore it sweetheart.” Robin whispers, her hands trailing up to your breasts. You cover your face out of embarrassment, surprised that a woman like Robin really had such adoration towards your body. “M-Miss Robin~” You whimper out, your hands holding Robin’s arms softly. “Sit on my lap darling.” Robin demands, pulling you up. You climb into Robin’s lap and look back at her, your face now a deep red as you sat there on her thick thighs. Robin peppers loving smooches against your neck while she massages your breasts, her fingertips teasing at your nipples.

Soft moans leaves your lips as she massages the soft mounds with delicacy, begin gentle yet loving with her touch. “Dos fleur~” You hear Robin whisper out as two arms appear underneath your thighs. The hands pulls your thighs apart and hold them them in place to prevent you from closing them. Robin moves two digits towards your lips, urging you to lubricate them to which you do. You suckle on her fingers and coat them in your saliva before she moves her hand down to your soaking cunt. She giggles as she realized that you were already soaking from her touches. She slides her fingers down your slit, making you moan softly as she runs her past your clit and then your entrance.

“My my, you’re so wet honey. Is that because of me and my touches?” She whispers into your ear before pressing a kiss to your neck. “Y-Yes~ Y-Your hands~ Feels so good against my b-body, M-Miss Robin~” You moan out abruptly as you felt Robin slowly push her fingers inside of your hole. “A-Ah~ R-Robin~” You moan out as her fingers massages your gummy walls before pressing hard against your g-spot. You let out a whine and began to squirm as she massages your g-spot wonderfully with her soft and slender fingertips. You hear her chuckle before she pinches your nipple, adding onto the pleasure that you were feeling. You feel Robin press her soft lips against you shoulder before letting out a pleased sigh. “So warm yet so soft, your body is so wonderful honey~ Let me play with you some more please~” She says before smiling softly to you. Robin begins to trail smooches down your body, holding your body in plays while placing loving kisses against it. She slowly pushes two digits inside of you, making you moan out softly.

“Ah~ R-Robin!~” You whine out as she continues to praise your body and give it attention, a soft moan leaving her lips. “Wonderful~ Your body is so astonishing~ I can’t help but to kiss it sweetheart.” Robin admits before thrusting her fingers faster into you, her breasts pressed against your lower tummy while she fingered you diligently. Moans leaves your lips as your walls tighten around her fingers while your toes begin to curl. “Ah!~ R-Robin!~ R-Right th-there!~” You moan out as she pressed far against your g-spot. Robin giggles and nods before she increases the speed of her fingers, making you whimper and moan out desperately. Robin smiles and presses more smooches against your body. “You like it when I press right there in your sweet spot?” Robin asks, teasing you. “Y-Yess~ I-It feels so goood~” You whimper out, your orgasm close to bursting out of you.

Robin smiles and moves her fingers faster inside of you while you squirm unconsciously, with the hands still spreading your thighs open. “R-Robin!~ I-I feel it! I feel myself ready to c-cum!~” You cry out, your hand gripping the quilt below you. Robin smiles and presses a kiss to your lower tummy before looking up at you with a lust and love-filled gaze. “Cum for sweetheart, I wanna see how pretty your body looks when you do~” Robin whispers before pressing her fingertips against your g-spot on last time. “R-Robin!~ A-Ahhh!~” A loud whine leaves your lips as you squirt out onto Robin’s hand, here eyes sparkling as she was mesmerized by seeing you cum onto her fingers. You fall back and breathe heaving before tears began to run down your face. “R-Robinnnnn~” You whimper out as the hands finally disappear.

Quickly sitting up, you wrap your arms around Robin, a whine leaving your throat as you were still sensitive from your orgasm. She hugs you back tightly before pressing her lips deep against yours. “It felt that good? Didn’t it my good girl?~” Robin asks, her fingers running through your soft strands. You nodded profusely before laying her head against her shoulder, your breathing still heavy. “R-Robin…” You whimper out as Robin’s hands caressed your sides. “Shh shh, relax honey. Breathe slowly..” Robin says before pressing a kiss to you lips. You hug Robin tightly before burying your face deep into her neck.

“You’re so cute honey.” She whispers before pressing a kiss to your head. You smile softly and kiss her back before setting your head onto her breasts. “I-I love you…Robin.” You say softly. Robin blushes deeply, surprised that you said it back. She smiles and hugs you tightly, happy that you share the same feeling as her.

“I love you too, ________.”

Y’all like the new formatting? Ima start using it more now.

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[randomblog444]

Favorite movie

Robin Buckley x female reader

Tw: mentions of homophobia, not proofread, using of y/n

„You will never know, if she maybe likes you, if you never ask her to hang out“ she hears Steve‘s voice from the back. Her eyes rolling at the statement from her best friend. „It’s not that easy, Harrington, just imagine, we hang out. I make a move, she is straight and then I will be known as the disgusting lesbian all over the city“

She was right, and he knew, but if he has to hear Robin talk about her crush on this girl for much longer, he will freak out. „Robin, you know I am not the smartest person, but she so has a thing for you, even a blind person could see“

Again, he was right. Y/n has been openly flirting with her, everytime she came to pick out a new movie. Last time she was at Family video, he almost vomited because of the way she looked at his colleague. All the flirting going right over her head.

Robin was about to make another snarky comment but was interrupted by the front door opening. The unfamiliar face walking in with a big smile. „Talking of the devil“ Steve murmured after seeing y/n entering the store, turning back around leaving the register to leave them both behind.

„Hey Robin“ her beautiful, red coated lips spoke and Robin swore, her heart started beating even faster. She looked as gorgeous as ever, wearing a long, flowy skirt, plastered with flowers. „Hey y/n“ Robin stammered after a silence that was way to long and awkward in her opinion.

Her lips curled into a smile, hearing Robins flustered words from the place she was standing. She would never admit to anyone, too scared of being judged, but she probably had the biggest crush on the girl, working at family video.

„Can I help you with anything?“ Robin asked coming out from behind the register to stand next to the other girl. It had been a slow day, only having two other customers besides her crush. „You know, I was wondering, what is your favorite movie?“ the question came as a surprise. Robin has been asked this question by many customers before her, but somehow hearing those words out of her mouth, it felt different, special. Like she really cared about her opinion on movies.

„That is a Good question, it actually is“ her words were stopped after feeling y/n‘s hand reach for hers. Visibly flustered she looked down at the girls hand, her red painted nails wrapping around her wrist. „Why don‘t you just show me, which one it is?“

Still overwhelmed by the touch of her crush, she slowly made her way into the direction of her favorite tape. Her hand never leaving her wrist while she followed the cute girl. „This is it“ handing her the movie, whilst looking at her face for a reaction.

Scanning the cover, her lips curled up into a beautiful smile. „Great, I’ll take this“ she said handing the tape back to Robin. They both made their way to the register, to get the movie checked out. „Here you go“ Robin said putting the movie back into her perfectly manicured hands. „Tell me how you liked it when you watched it, I am very excited to hear about your opinion“

„Maybe, we could watch this movie together“ y/n said in a small voice, taking all of her courage to ask this question. Almost missing the small whisper, Robins eyes went wide. „Yes, yes I would love to“ she blurted out a little too loud. A smile making its way on both of their lips, „how about you come over to mine tonight“ she added, hoping not to weird her out. Nodding her head yes, Robin slowly took a pen and started to write her address on her delicate arm. Both of them sharing another smile. „Can’t wait“

Still not able to believe what just happened, she just stood there, watching the girl leaving the store hurriedly. „Told you“ Steve came creeping up behind her, scaring her whilst doing so. Robin only being able to smile, having nothing to add to that.

A few hours later, Robin was already wating patiently for the girl to arrive at her house. She had prepared popcorn, got all the drinks she thought that y/n would like and laid blankets out on her couch. Glady her parents had been out for the night so, she didn’t have to worry about them.

The ring of the doorbell took her out of her thoughts, she wasted no time running to the front door. And there she stood, her long hair bunched up into a bun on top of her head, wearing an oversized sweater and some gray sweatpants, her smile bigger than ever.

They got in and wasted no time getting to watch the movie. Robin could tell, y/n really liked the movie she picked out, the both of them discussing the things that happened and sharing some laughs at the funny scenes. As the movie took its end, both of them were sitting super close to each other, not wanting the evening to end.

„How about we watch another movie, I still have a horror movie I picked up weeks ago“ the short haired girl suggested. Y/n really wasn’t a big fan of scary movies, but she could never turn down the pretty girls suggestion.

The movie started and y/n felt herself getting super anxious, unknowingly starting to scoot even closer to the other girl. Robin on the other hand couldn’t pay attention to the movie as she felt her get closer to her. „Do you want me to turn it off?“ she asked calmly.

Shaking her head, not wanting to disappoint her, straightening herself up again. „It’s fine, don’t worry about me“ y/n let out with a shaky breath. Robin could tell she was scared, so she scooted closer to the frightened girl. This was it, she would risk it all, she thought.

Taking all of her courage, she took her arm and put it around the other girls shoulder. Y/n froze, thinking that she fucked it up, Robin was ready to pull her arm back, but suddenly, she could feel the girl leaning into her side, getting comfortable against her body. Too scared to say anything, Robin just enjoyed the closeness to her crush. A few moments later she could actually feel her falling asleep against her.

As the movie was over, Robin shook the girls body slightly to wake her up. Probably still in her dream state, y/n only wrapped her hands around the other girls body, making it impossible for Robin to make another move. Not wanting to bother the girl even more, she just decided to cuddle up against her and lay with her on the couch, that was actually way to small to fit both of them.

At that moment, Robin couldn’t care less about what was going to happen, when y/n was going to wake up, this was too good to be ended. Pushing away all of her negative thoughts, she fell asleep with the girl, she had such a big crush on, knowing, that it was probably not the last time, the both of them would end up sleeping with each other.

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[luvvyouforever]

don't want you like a best friend - r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x afab reader

written by request! word count: 2402

content: she/her pronouns, afab reader, smut, fingering, reader is wearing a dress, fluff, yearning!, kissing, making out, 18+

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“you looked great tonight, y/n,” robin whispered in the passenger side of your car, eyes ogling the way the slit showed off almost your whole leg in the car seat. her eyes traveled up slowly, finally landing on your face which held a graceful smile. 

there was always something more when it came to the friendship between robin and yourself. you weren’t sure what it was. but it felt like adoration, closeness, vulnerability, and love. you thought it was more than the friend kind of love she held for steve. it was the love that felt deeper than anything and more real than anything. 

however, living in hawkins did not provide much safety to explore this deeper meaning. there were conservative eyes watching your every move. it felt risky to even attend prom together however, everyone believed you were just “friends.” you were friends, sure. but friends didn’t look at you the way that robin just looked at you. 

“you always look great, robs,” you whispered back. she blushed and peered down at her outfit. though she wanted a suit, her mother forced her into a dress. however, she made it her own with her abundance of rings and bracelets and chains. she looked like robin but in a wine-colored, tea-length prom dress. 

the car ride from school to your home felt like an eternity but one that wasn’t awkward or tense. it was peaceful as the two of you had grown tired after dancing away to madonna for the majority of the night. the windows were down, providing some coolness after the heat of the cramped gym caused sweat to drip down your forehead. 

eventually, the driveway to your house came into view and no cars were parked in front. it was as if the universe was on your side when your aunt invited your parents up to her house for the weekend. neither you nor robin had the courage to do anything about a whole house to yourselves for the weekend. therefore, steve did it for you, practically shoving robin into your arms. 

once the car was parked, the two of you stepped barefoot onto the concrete, heels abandoned hours ago. it was quiet all the way to your front door and then when you stepped in too. 

“i wanna get out of this dress now,” robin muttered, tugging at the chest that felt too tight. you thought that it looked great on her, sticking in the right places and flaunting off the parts of her you found yourself staring at one too many times. 

“come on, we’ll go up to my room and put on some pajamas,” you told her. she smiled gratefully and followed you down the hallway and into the darkened room. with a tug on the lamp string, the room was now bathed in a warm glow. robin looked gorgeous in this lighting just as she looked gorgeous under the colorful lights at prom and under the fluorescent lights in school and under any light, really. she was gorgeous, simply. 

your eyes averted from robin and down to the ground, ashamed of the amount you’ve looked at her in just these two minutes of being alone in your room, in your house. to busy yourself, you worked on taking your makeup off and untwisting the intricate hairdo nancy suggested. through the mirror, you could see robin struggling with the zipper of her dress. 

“here, let me get it for you,” you said, standing and coming up to her back. your fingers grazed her skin and she shook with the chill that ran down her spine. you whispered an apology and undid the clasp holding the zipper together. once that was free, you pulled the zipper down her back. a breath got caught in your throat at the realization that she was wearing no bra underneath. 

unintentionally, your fingertips traced her spine and down the curve of her back, ending just a few inches above the curve of her ass. she held onto the dress at the top but the bottom of it opened up just enough to see the hem of her red underwear. you felt your hands go clammy and your body shake with anticipation. 

she turned around slowly. “thanks,” she said. she must’ve noticed the thickness of the air around you. her cheeks were bright red and her eyes were looking at your feet on the carpet. “do you, um, have any pajamas i can wear? i didn’t pack much.” 

“yeah! yeah, for sure,” you answered. thankful for the distraction, you turned around and started pilfering through your drawers. once you found a matching set, you handed them to her. however, her eyes didn’t move from the bashful stare she had on your figure as you were bent over to go through your clothes. “like the view?” you asked unseriously. 

it seemed like her brain hadn’t fully caught up with the tension of the moment so she nodded and whispered, “i do. so much. you have no idea.” her eyes suddenly went wide once she heard what escaped from her lips. she started a short pace, hands desperately clutching at the top of her dress. “oh god, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to say that. i’m sorry. jesus. i wasn’t thinking and you look so beautiful and you have all night. you do every second, actually. i’m sorry. i don’t want to look to deep into what we have but i know it’s special and i don’t want to ruin it and-” 

“robin,” you mumbled. she stopped her stream of words as well as the pacing. “you don’t have to be sorry. i promise.” 

“i feel like a pervert, though. staring at you while you’re bent over like that.” 

“robin…i’ve been staring at you all night. are you kidding? you look beautiful. you looked better than anyone else in that gym tonight. you always do. don’t apologize. i want this more than you think.” 

“you do?” she asked incredulously. “do you really? want this, i mean? want me? i didn’t want to assume anything. because you know what they say! makes an ass out of you-” 

you couldn’t keep the smile off your face at her rambling and decided, at that very moment, to step closer to her and plant a kiss on her lips. it effectively cut her off however she didn’t kiss back. you pulled back almost immediately but then with a free hand, she pulled you back into her body and kissed you just as if not more passionately. it felt like everything was meant to be. you understood now why nancy says her kisses with jonathan feel like fireworks. when you’re with the right person, they really do. 

robin seemed to forget about the dress hanging off of her body and wrapped her two arms around your waist, caging you in. you were pressed so tightly to her that the dress didn’t even budge. your lips did not move ideally in sync and it took a minute to find a good rhythm. teeth clashed at sudden bursts of roughness or your lips barely brushed together with softness. 

once the two of you felt secure in your movements, robin backed you up till the back of your knees hit your bed. she pulled back for just a moment and it was a beautiful sight. slowly, she let the dress fall off her body. 

“wow… you…,” you whispered. you weren’t sure what to say and you were pretty much speechless. your eyes slid down the curves of her body and drank in every detail, every freckle, every beauty mark, and every sign that her body was lived in. perfection. you thought. perfection.

“like the view?” she said, mirroring your previous words. you nodded quickly and she smiled with the newfound confidence flooding her body. her eyes then lowered to your dress and then back up to your own. “think you should look the same.” 

“only bought this so you could take it off of me.” 

she pounced, your words sinking in, and making her toes curl. her hands pushed you down onto the bed and with a nudge, she rolled you over. her fingers struggled with the buttons and clasps but eventually, she unzipped it the entire way. her touch lingered just above the small of your back and you ached for more. you didn’t know someone’s touch could be this intoxicating.

slowly, she unhooked your bra so your lack of clothing matched. you flipped back onto your back while her hands held her up on either side of your head.

“you’re so stunning,” she whispered. her head dipped down to lean against your forehead and your warm breath mixed with yours, bringing a tint to her cheeks. “i think about you all the time. i mean all the time. when i’m working, when i’m studying. at night. you’re all i want.” her ramble eased with another passionate kiss to your lips. 

suddenly, everything sped up but it also felt like everything was in slo-mo. her kisses grew desperate and wet. she trailed from your lips, over to the corner of your jaw, down your neck, and right at the conjunction between your chest and neck, she sucked hard, ensuring there’d be a splotchy mark in the morning. her eyes met yours just as her lips found your breast and for the next however long, your head was thrown back in pleasure as she ensured they received enough attention. 

“jesus, robin,” you whimpered. you felt her lips curl up into a smile against her skin. without warning, her mouth encircled the center of your breast, and each time her teeth grazed the sensitive skin, you whined. you weren’t exactly sure how robin was so good at what she was doing but it didn’t matter at the moment. 

soon, she was satisfied with the amount of attention given to your upper body and wished to give your lower half the same amount. with your eyes still connected, her hands splayed across your stomach as her lips attached to your thigh. at the first lick and subtle bite, you fell for her deeper and melted to mere water in her hands. her fingers danced up and down your side which sent goosebumps along your arms and legs. she moved from thigh to thigh, going up and down. with each kiss, you felt your desperation and arousal grow, especially at your core. 

your hand met hers and you squeezed it to gain her attention. she looked up with a questioning look. “as much as i’m enjoying the attention, i need more. please.” as subtly as possible, you directed her own hand towards the hem of your underwear. 

“are you one hundred percent sure? i don’t want you to feel pushed at all,” she asked for reassurance one more time. instead of verbally expressing your need, you bucked up just enough for her hand to knock against the wettest spot of your underwear. “okay. okay. message received.” 

her hands shook just the smallest amount as they dipped below the hem of your underwear. robin prided herself on knowing the female anatomy rather well but she was still shocked when her finger grazed your clit and a shiver shook through your entire body. she was desperate for another reaction like that and ran her hand past you once more. “ah-fuck,” you whimpered. 

just to test the waters, robin’s hands moved up and down, slipping between the folds of your body then coming back up to your clit. in one sudden push, her fingers slipped into your entrance. they curled up like it was an automatic response. a groan slipped through your lips at the feeling of her slender fingers hitting the exact spot that made you crazy. 

she kept her movements consistent but varied like a pattern. she’d expertly move from her fingers going in and out then floating up to your clit where she’d rub and tease till you couldn’t stand it. a pressure built deep in your stomach but robin held off speeding up her movements. she wanted to keep this moment going on for as long as she could. she enjoyed seeing your eyes closed shut and your mouth open, haphazardly letting moan after moan out. in between those were whispers or grunts of her name. 

robin knew then there was nothing she wouldn’t do to make you hers forever. homophobes of hawkins be damned. robin would marry you in the middle of town if it would make you happy. she was glad you had the night alone and she was eternally grateful your feelings were the same. now robin could do this to you every night if you would let her. 

slowly, she nudged over, careful not to take away contact. she placed her weight on her knees, opting to use both of her hands on you. she pushed your underwear to the side and the minute her thumb touched your clit while her other fingers remained inside of you. the constant motion of her curled fingers mixed with the bundle of nerves being quickly stimulated made the pressure in stomach grow to an intolerable amount. 

with an almost shriek of her name, you came around her fingers. her movements didn’t stop but just slowed down. when your breathing returned to a normal pace, she pulled out slowly. then, she was on top of you, kissing your hot cheeks and pouting lips. 

“you…are so perfect,” you said in one breath. “how we went this long without finally doing this, i have no idea. i didn’t know how much i needed this.” robin smiled. “needed you.”

robin not-so-gracefully fell to your side, propping up her head with an arm. she was quiet but not because she couldn’t speak. she just didn’t have to. there was nothing for her to explain or excuse or feel awkward about. it was just simply a peaceful existence. she didn’t know good this could feel. 

that moment of peace was short-lived, though, once you had your energy back. she gasped as her back hit the bed and you were now on top of her. you repeated her kissing motions and went so far down to leave a kiss at the base of her stomach. “your turn now,” you said, hands pushing her legs apart. maybe peace wasn’t needed.

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