#robine

Fin avril, je suis allé retrouver à Christine à Narbonne, pour son prix de poésie.

Robin ˎˊ˗

Origin: English, German, French

Meaning: Famed; Bright; Shining; "Taken by the wind"; A species of bird; Gregarious

Notes:

Robin is a unisex first name and surname.

"In Shakespearean Baby Names the meaning of the name Robin is: The Merry Wives of Windsor' Page to Falstaff." (Source)

"To that end, robins, a sign from Heaven are often used as messengers sent by the divine and the angels to remind you that you are not alone. In essence, the robin, sign of an angel, reminds us to have faith and trust in our future." (Source)

"Whether it’s from the old Batman and Robin series you loved as a child or Robin Hood and his band of merry men in Sherwood Forest, this gender-neutral name is always a great choice! Aside from legendary characters, possibly one of the most famous people to bear this name is renowned comedian and actor, Robin Williams." (Source)

Another namesake is Robin Buckley in the Netflix series Stranger Things.

"It was originally a diminutive masculine given name or nickname of Robert, derived from the prefix Ro- (hrod, Old Germanic, meaning "fame" and berht, meaning "bright"), and the suffix -in (Old French diminutive). " (Source)

Alternative spellings of this name are Robbin, Robyn, Robbyn, Robine, Roben, and Robben.

Nick-names: Robbie, Rob, Ro, Bobbie, Bobbin, Birdie, Ro-ro, Bee, Bin

Popularity:

    “Hello, Y/n.” 

    You glance up from your sketchbook, to meet Damian’s gaze. “What?”

    “You offered to show me your art.” He states, taking the seat next to you on the couch.

    “Oh.” You mutter. 

    You continue to guiltily redesign your work’s lines while trying to hide the book from his view. He leans toward you, peering over the book rim.

    “Is that me?”

    Your mouth freezes, as you glance down at the portrait. He takes the book from your hands. You watch helplessly as he studies your drawing of him, and the other eight pages full of sketches of him. 

    “These are really good.” He praises.

    You scoff. “Like that matters, clearly you’ve already chosen.” You bite your lip the moment the words slip past. 

    “Made my choice?”

    “Nothing.” You mutter.

    “No. Don’t pull that crap on me.” He growls. “What do you mean by ‘I’ve already made my choice’?”

    “Nika.” You mutter. “I saw you this morning, at the lake.”

    “Oh.” He sits back gently. 

    You eye him. His green eyes are gorgeous. You have to stare at them every chance you get. 

    “These are really good.” He says, fingers flipping through the pages. “You’re really talented. Have you considered this as a career?”

    He’s avoiding your statement, but you honestly don’t want to know. 

“No.” you reply, trying to rip your eyes from his. “It’s hard to make a living as an artist.”

He smiled softly. “Not necessary. Selling art, yes, but you could be an illustrator, design logos and websites, or make concept art for movies, toys, or cars.” He gives you a soft smile. “You just have to find a way to use that talent.”

A blush spreads over your face. Damian smiles at you.

“How about I buy you lunch, and you show me more of your art?”

You nod, face red.

He extends his hand to you. “Let’s go, Beautiful.”