Mayahawkesgf

Where I want you

Ok this is gonna be slightly based on moulin rouge, basically you’re a ballet dancer, and Robin is someone who’d just happened to be brought along as a third wheel for steve’s date at the ballet, because steve says and I quote “I won’t survive a ballet without you!!”. You are told to entice a very rich investor, given the description of well, Robin.

“Steve why can’t you pull up your big boy pants and enjoy a date with this girl!?” Robin says into the phone, clutching her head with her hand. Steve replies back “I can’t survive 3 hours of a ballet show without you!! I’ll kill myself!” Of course Steve was dragging her along, one thing on top of another. “Your date won’t be mad that another girl is with you??” She says, despite the fact that they are platonic, VERY platonic, it’s not uncommon for Steve’s girlfriends to be mad when he hangs out with her. “well..” steve says, sounding slightly nervous. “Oh god there’s something you’re not telling me.” She responds her brain already expecting the worst. “She may have invited her brother…to be your date…” Steve says, moving the phone farther away so that Robin doesn’t burst his eardrums. “WHAT??? STEVE NO!!” She angrily rants into the phone, alas now here she is, intermission of the same show she dreaded going to, Steve was already making out with his date in the bathroom, and Robin was stuck next to steve’s dates brother. He stunk of gym and fake tan. “so uh, you gonna grow out your hair?” Robin was annoyed,who the hell asks this stuff on a first date. “No” Robin grumbled. During the second act, the guy kept trying to reach his hand and arm over and hold her and she kept moving away and away until the relief of the end of the show. She left immediately when bows started, and excused herself to the bathroom, of course she got a little lost and ended up in a fancy room full of people in suits and dresses. You stepped off backstage with the sole intention of seducing “the investor”. Her name was Erica Jordan, and your coach had told you, a gangly, tall, sandy haired, pale skinned,blue eyed woman. You scoured the room for her, and your eyes landed on Robin. She matched the description almost to a T. You walked over to her, she looked almost out of place, she stood out. “You enjoy the show?” You ask, your painted lips tainting the rim of a champagne glass. She chuckles, “You could say so, the dancing was all cute and fine but oh god was the person I with an idiot” You’re confused, this woman doesn’t seem like a rich investor, perhaps she just was an odd duck. You try to rush things along, the quicker you get her into the bed, the less you have to deal with her. “You have the prettiest eyes.” You say biting your lip, and looking her up and down. Robin internally thought “what the fuck” but the only words that came out of her mouth were. “really? I think they make me look creepy. You have the prettiest like hair and body and just everything about you is-is pretty,.” You smile at her awkwardness, “Thank you”. Robin blushes before looking you in the eyes, “what’s your name?” You were a little stunned, you thought your coach had talked you up many times, she’d told you as much, maybe she didn’t know immediately because she never saw a photo of me?? “Uh, Y/N, and I of course already know yours…”

Robin blushes, she’s a little nervous, “Really..?” You smile and take the collar of her jacket and pull her close. “Really…you need no introduction..how about we do what you came here for..?” Robin nervously smiles and looks all around the room. “uh what-what’s that?” You whisper into her ear “I think you know..I’m room 705, meet me in an hour tops..” before slipping the key of a hotel room into her palm. You walk out the door, and take a cab to the hotel, freshening up before the presumed…experience.

Robin finds steve after the encounter and starts rambling. “so uh steve this cute ballerina girl gave me the key to her hotel room and I think she wants to hook up!!” She says nervously, Steve raises a brow “you bagged a ballerina? how?? and which one??” Robin thinks for a moment before saying your name “Uh, Y/N i think is her name..?” Steve’s jaw drops, and he looks like his brain is gonna break. “Robin are you fucking serious??” She gives steve a look “is she like a ballet killer or something??” Steve smacks his forehead with his hand “basically!! she’s like the star of the show she’s the most well respected, she’s more than pro level, she lived in new york for years!!” At that, Robins jaw dropped “AND SHE WANTS ME??” Steve asks further “what time did she say to meet you??” “An hour max!! I have to go home I-I have to get ready!!” Steve nods “the hell you do!! Let me drop off my date and her weird brother first.” The car ride home is speedy, Steve drops off Robin first, she runs inside the house, and gets ready as fast as she can, cologne, new outfit, freshened makeup. She cleans herself up at an insane 40 minutes, and Steve is right outside her door waiting for her. At exactly 7 o clock, Robins at the hotel door, a blushing mess, condom in her pocket.

You smile and open the door, in nothing but a silk robe and thigh high stockings. “Didn’t think you’d make it~” You pull Robin in by her collar, and inhale her cologne..you pull her onto the bed and kiss her softly, letting her hands run up your body. Your bodies meet on the silk sheets, tangling in your own tantalizing heat. Robin cradles your ass in her hands, pulling the soft robe off your body, revealing your breasts. You moan as she kissed up your thighs, and peeled off your stockings. “God!” You toss your head back as she teases up your thigh, her lips grazing your lower lips so softly, it’s almost agonizing. She takes your clit in her tongue and cradles it, the nerves flexing and swelling against her tongue. You run your hands to her hair and pull her closer, she laps at you like a hungry dog. You gather her hair into a small ponytail and pull slightly, urging her into you. Her hands move up to your breasts cupping and feeling them. After you’ve finished your downright session after 3 hours, you smoke a cigarette, and chuckle at her. “You’re amazing Ms Erica Jordan..” Robin freezes, you feel her tense around you. “Uh…Miss who?” You furrow your brows “Erica Jordan” Robin curses under her breath, of course you didn’t want her, you’d mistaken her for another person. “My name is Robin Buckley..who’s Erica Jordan..?”

…tyyyyy

Omfg i can’t believe how late i am to this request, ofc!!!

Talk me through it

Top!Robin (who needs reassurance) x Fem!Reader

Robin wasn’t the type of girl who needed experience to be good in bed. Being from Hawkins, she didn’t really know what sex was like, so she put in a lot of research, and mainly talked to Steve. You met Robin in college, you were from California, so you were a lot more open to yourself and your sexuality, despite it being the 80s. But now the year is 1990, and although things haven’t really changed, Reagan’s out of office, and the world seems just a little more open.

To pay for your own expenses, you took up a job working at the convenience store on campus. When Robin came in with a few friends, drunk off her ass, and she saw you. Flush immediately fled to her cheeks, she became a stuttering little mess. You found her cute, but she ended up getting so nervous, and being drunk didn’t help, that she barfed on you and the counter. Your apron not soaked but splashed with her vomit, you sighed heavily. Her friends rushed her off back to the dorm, and she started sobbing from embarrassment. You felt bad for her, I mean the poor girl couldn’t control it and she was horrified. So you asked around and found her dorm, you came by with some sprite, aspirin, and soup. She opened the door, bra-less, Joan Jett shirt on with a small pair of sweat shorts, hair up, looking like hell, and you thought she was the sexiest thing ever. She turned bright pink and stuttered “Oh-oh my god, i’m so sorry-“ The moment she saw that you’d brought her stuff to make her feel better she almost jumped your bones. That led to where you guys were now, 8 months later. Making out topless on her couch, she’d since moved from her dorm to an apartment.

“Fuck-Fu- Keep going baby..” she whispered into your ear as you kissed her neck, your lips moving in sync with your hips as you grind yourself against her knee. Her breath was hot on your ear, you nip at the hickies you left on her, and she moans like an animal. “Good girl…keep going…keep- right there” she led your hand to her needy cunt, and bucked her hips at the contact. You pushed her panties and shorts to the side, and rub her clit, her juices stringing to your hand. “God…” Robin tosses her head back. You’d discovered through months of sex and intimacy that Robin needed everything to be a step by step tutorial, it was a bit annoying at first cause like “well obviously i’m gonna eat you out my mouth is centimeters away from your vagina”

OMG YES SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG 😭😭😭😭

Silver Springs

You’d spent the summer before highschool in robins backyard. The smell of her sprinklers hitting the grass as you ran around in nothing but your t shirts and shorts. The radio playing whatever it so dared, and the mud coating your feet like it belonged there. Your laughs and squeals were the soundtrack to your movie, Robins moms cookies and her dads daily paper were the things you saw more than your family. The nights you spent in her bed counting the stars on her ceiling. It all led to one thing, an endless nagging of weakness in your stomach. Robin felt it too, it was as if your butterflies were tied together.

4 months in, the dreaded day, “Why aren’t you talking to me” Robin said, tears pushed into her eyes. “i’m talking to you right now Robin..” you said, you didn’t mean to be cold but you didn’t want Robin to hate you. “You get up and leave every time I sit with your friends at lunch, or you act like i’m not there, you ignore me in theater, you- you refuse to sit with me-“ You felt your stomach weaken with every list, god you knew you were fucking up. “I know! because i don’t like you!!” you forced out, it wasn’t true, you liked her the most. But she didn’t know that, so she left the bathroom in tears, as you crumpled from the floor, holding your head in your arms.

Now here you were, applying lipgloss to your plump lips. Curling your lashes, teasing your hair. A lot had changed since freshman year, but there isn’t a day Robin Buckley doesn’t haunt you. Her job at the ice cream shop across from the record store you worked, the year she got the lead in the show and sang about losing someone she couldn’t be with, whenever you cheered with the team during pep rallies Robin was playing french horn. If your life was a movie Robin haunted the narrative. You felt guilty thinking of Robin while you had the sweetest, funniest, hottest, boyfriend. The sex was fine, he was funny, good with kids, and, well, you really had nothing to complain about.

You drove to the Family Video store to surprise him, and lo and behold..who’s at the register? “hello welcome to family video my name is Robin and-“ she paused as she saw you. “Y-Y/N?” Your face lit up “Robin? oh my god it’s been…years” Robin nods weakly and tries to smile, “You look different” You smile “but you remember me still huh?” She just gives you the weakest defeated look “How could I forget you..”

You look into her deep sad puppy eyes, “Robin look I-“ That’s when he ruins it all “babe!!” Steve wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you. You pushed him off slightly “steve..hi you didn’t tell me you worked with Robin” Steve looks at you dumbfounded “she’s like my work wife” You raise a brow “what?” Robin gags “never ever call me your wife, and also why didn’t you say that this is the Y/N you were talking about Steve?”

Steve looked at you both confused, why were you guys jumping him?? “I dunno, there’s not a lot of Y/Ns in Hawkins. Anyway, Y/N let me grab my jacket I’ll drive you to the restaurant.” You smile “Oh i brought my own car” He shrugs “I’ll drop you back here. Robin i’m gonna clock out real quick” He runs to the back, Robin turns her face to you. “So you and Steve huh?” she says, tapping the glass case she stood behind. You nod wiping your lips “yeah…uh..just a few weeks..he..doesn’t stop the kissing” Robin raises a brow “most girlfriends enjoy when their boyfriends kiss them” You shrug “I don’t know..I just-“

Robin sighs “look Y/N, I know we didn’t exactly end off on the best terms, but you need to treat steve better than you treated me.” You furrow your brows “I’m not proud of what I did but I was 14 Robin. Its been 3 years now, and, I’m sorry that I iced you out but i knew you’d hate me-“ Steve comes out of the room like a dense golden retriever. “Ok all clocked out! see you tomorrow Robs..”

You spend the date thinking of Robin, when Steve kisses you in the parking lot you think of her, when you drive home you think of her. So, you drive to her house, and knock on the door. “Y/N…?” You sniffle “I miss you” She pulls you into a tight hug, and you melt into eachothers arms. You end up sitting on her couch, her head on your shoulder, your arms on her waist. “…I broke up with Steve..” Robin pauses, she hates that Steve had to get hurt. “Oh..” You continue “he’s the only good guy i’ve ever dated yknow..and still…it wasn’t enough..I thought I was crazy..but uhm…I realized something..”

Rockstar!Robin x Reader

Synopsis:Basically, Robins had a crush on you for forever, but was always afraid to talk to you. Even now, 10 years later as shes playing bass onstage and singing, you seem to evade any amount of stage fright.

"Holy shit Holy shit!!!" She exclaimed as she paced back and forth in her dressing room, lip hanging from her teeth. "Robs, you played for more than half of hawkins last week, what is the big deal about Y/N being here" Steve said, glass of beer in his hand as he lounged on the couch. Robin sharply turned towards him, brows knitted together in a hilt of anger "What if Nancy came to one of our shows huh?" Steve perked up, his eyes widened and he adjusted his shirt which was origionally sloppily laying on his chest. "Nancys coming??" he said excietdly before getting the hang of himself "well- I- thats different. She was my girlfriend. Y/N is one of you little theater crushes from when she played Spamalot in your sophomore year." He waved around his finger and used the same monotone voice as usual.

Robin wanted to crack his skull open, her face contorted into confusion "it was Macbeth" She said, leg bouncing. Steve just sipped his beer again "Whatever, point is you gotta get out there, do your thing, throw your pick at her, whatever" Robins eyes widened "throw my pick at her?? Hurting her would help??" Steve smacked his head "No! like how rockstars do it, like lick it then throw it to her, maybe she'll throw her bra at you I don't know"

"Why would she do that??" Robins anxiety creeped up her chest, and clearly Steve wasn't helping, they were on in 10 minutes. She propmply kicked Steve out, and tried to focus on fixing her makeup, and warming up for her set. She couldn't help but remember the nights she dreamed of you going rogue on your last performance, and kissing her onstage. Of course, you didn't, and it hurt her heart that you didnt, being a stupid hormonal teenager, she acted like you dumped her and refused to talk to you. That drifted the two of you apart, but she kept dreaming of you, and you? Well you were heartbroken as to why your crush was ignoring you and looking at you like you'd stabbed her. You were confused as to why someone like Robin had no one interested in her, she was funny, hot, smart, and overall just adorable. So when you learned that she now was a rockstar and played at small venues all over Hawkins, you slept outside of the venue for 10 hours just to get a ticket. Was it overkill? absolutely. But once you'd tried to get tickets for her opening night and every single ticket was sold out, partially cause they were opening for a much bigger band. So, this time you learned your lesson. You got to the front, of the crowd and planted your feet.

I get misty

Gf!Robin x Fem! Reader

Robin helps you through your nausea 🥺

Wrote this bc I’m on a glp for pcos, and i have chronic nausea ALL THE TIME. and i’d love a gf to comfort me through it 😭😭

GF!Robin: who crawled through your window, favorite mixtape in hand. “Babeee I brought a surprise-

GF!Robin:who noticed you curled up in your bed pillow on your stomach, eyes shut

GF!Robin:who immediately started to freak herself out over how she’d get you to urgent care as she’s the passenger princess in the relationship. So she immediately wanted to call steve

GF!Robin:Who felt so sad when you told her that you just got nauseous in the morning all the time and that it wasn’t a rare occurrence.

GF!Robin: Who curled up next to you and started rubbing circles on your belly with her thumb to make you feel better.

GF!Robin:Who placed her icy cold hands between your breasts to help with the nausea (this actually helps)

GF!Robin:who softly hummed songs in your ear

GF!Robin:Who won’t leave until you toss her out

GF!Robin:who will most likely come over with your favorite disney movies on VHS and cook you dinner