#yorluver

of course! thank u for the request, i absolutely adore robin<3

synopsis: you never knew how inexperienced Robin was in dating.

robin buckley x fem!reader

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“Hold on,” you exclaimed, rising from Robin’s arms, “you’re telling me, you’ve never kissed a girl?”

Robin laughed, “I mean, yeah. You’ll be my first ever… anything. I’ve only had ‘experience’ with romance from watching soapy romance films; and perhaps, third-wheeling one of Steve’s dates.”

You fell back into her arms, looking up to her, “Tell me, what else?”

“What else? I, uh, hm.” Robin muttered, trying to think of something, anything she might’ve forgotten.

Her head shook in embarrassment, “I’ve never held hands with a girl,”

You leaped up from her arms again, “No. Way.”

“What?” She questioned, slightly tilting her head.

“You’re telling me that I let you get away with not holding hands the entire time we’ve been together? My god, Buckley, I feel like I barely know you,”

Robin burst out laughing, “I mean, we’ve only been dating for a week. Plus, you’ve got to... study for your exams; I’m not getting in the way of that!”

You shook your finger, clicking your tongue. “Nope, you could never get in the way of anything, Buckley.”

Your hands stuck to your hips as your eyes scanned around her room. Eventually, you reverted your focus on her. It was obvious she was conjuring up a valid explanation. It was also clear to you how insanely cute she was.

“Could it be,” you started, taking a seat on the edge of her bed, “you’re just… not used to it?”

Her face told you all you needed to know; Her eyes were screwed shut, and her hands were still frozen in that thinking position. She slowly nodded.

While you were observing her, you began to realize that you were happy that you’d be her first. You were happy that your relationship with Robin would bloom into something beautiful with time.

Robin’s lips parted slowly, “This might be silly but... since we’re dating, does that mean I can hold your hands whenever I want?"

You crawled back to her, gently taking her hands into yours. “Of course you can hold my hands whenever you want. We’ll take it slow. Whatever time you need, I’ll be with you.”

Robin’s eyes locked with yours, her cheeks were dusted pink. You couldn’t help but smile at her.

You brought her hands to your chest, clasping them softly. Her hands were warm.

Robin leaned forward, planting a kiss on your forehead, “I’m glad you’re my first everything.”

synopsis: your relationship with Robin was only situational. she wanted Vickie to notice her, but you wanted her to notice you.

angsty, (oblivious!)robin buckley and reader are in a fake relationship

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part i you are here! .. part ii

“Will you be my girlfriend?” Her words were laced with falsity, and drowned out by the upbeat, party music. The nature of the question barely resembled the scenarios you’ve dreamt of at night. However, your heart favored ignorance over the truth.

You looked in her eyes, the absence of affection was clear. You dived through them, searching for a meager pearl of endearment towards you. Her ocean was bare in the thought of you, yet you dived in them over and over again.

synopsis: robin doesn’t know where and how to confess to you, so she asks you to grab some ice cream and hang out with her.

robin buckley x you

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read on AO3: you melted my heart (my ice-cream too.), on ao3

“One vanilla fudge cone and one cookies n’ cream cone to go, please!”

“Wow, Miss Ice-Cream Expert, you remembered my favorite,” you tease, following Robin over to a table. “I wonder, what else do you remember?”

“Let’s see…” Robin starts, plopping down in a seat, “you love to collect cute lil’ dolls, you love to cuddle, you love picnics, and–”

“Okay, okay, you know enough,” you chuckle, taking the seat across from Robin. “So, what’s up?”

“Hm?” Robin tilts her head, “Oh, um, nothing much. Just wanted to, uh, talk.”

You nod your head, “Ah, okay. Whatcha’ wanna do after getting our cones?”

Robin hums, posing as if she was deep in thought. You can’t help but notice her burning, crimson ears exposed for the whole world to see. That’s when you notice her earrings: the earrings you had made for her birthday months prior, the dangling earrings with pink flowers meticulously attached at the ends. And that’s when you notice her hairstyle: freshly groomed hair, it was pinned behind her ears, and decorated with hair clips you had gifted her early in your friendship. You suddenly thought about the first day you had met.

* * *

It was any other day at the Starcourt. Steve Harrington was chasing out all the ladies, yet drawing them all to the parlor. You, however, were drawn to the sweet and tasty scoops of ice cream the parlor had to offer. Steve had retreated to the back, forcing Robin to take the front.

“Hi, welcome to Scoops Ahoy, what can I get for you-” Robin’s greeting was cut short as she looked up at you. Her cheeks had been splashed with pink.

“Um… may I try your new flavor, cookies n’ cream?” you answered, flashing a smile at the cashier.

“Yeah, totally, just um, give me a moment, please,” she smiled back, rapidly retreating back into the kitchen.

After a moment of quiet bickering from the kitchen, Robin returned to you, her face completely red this time.

She cleared her throat, “We need to, uh, get the new batch of cookies n’ cream out, so we’ll get your ice cream out as soon as possible. In the meantime would you like to have a chat with – I mean, have a seat? It would be a ten minute wait,” Robin gave you an awkward smile. You could tell how nervous she was, so you decided to take a chance on her.

“Sure, I’d like to have a chat,” you returned the smile.

Since then, you two were inseparable; Robin was hanging out with you anytime she could.

* * *

“Hello? Y/N?” Robin repeats, “What d’ya think? Let’s just walk around?” she suggests, interrupting the déjà vu from many moons ago. Still, her reddening face and smile were all the same.

“Oh, yeah, sure,” You smile at her, the moment interrupted by your order being called.

You get up and follow Robin once again. She hastily grabs the cones, handing you yours, and escorts you out of Scoops Ahoy. You take note of Robin’s attempt to increase the pace of your day out with her. The two of you began walking around Starcourt, stiffly admiring the garments that neither of you could ever afford.

“Robin, is everything okay?” You manage to squeak out after taking a lick of your cone. “I mean, you’ve just been acting a bit odd today.”

Robin’s eyes darted back and forth between you and her cone. “Fuck it, okay, I can do this,” she exhales. She pulls you into a hallway, right next to Victoria’s Secret, and looks you dead in the eyes.

“I like you,” she blurts out. Her eyes scan yours in an attempt to pry your feelings out before you can even say a word. “You… you don’t have to like me back, I know how things are here. But, I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. I just have this big fat crush on you; I couldn’t even seem normal around you anymore. To be honest, I liked you the moment you ordered the cookies n’ cream cone the day we had it imported in. I even went to Steve for advice. I go crazy thinking about you. I’ve lost, what, more than six hours of sleep? I swear, you’re either the reason why I fall asleep, or can barely fall asleep at times. I care for you, truly. I want to be someone you can rely on for more than just cuddles. I want you to rely on me for my love and my feelings for you; that my love is able to bring you happiness. I… I just wanted you to know, you know?”

You were totally lost in her eyes. Although you were completely entranced, you soaked in every word that left her mouth. It wasn’t until the sudden drop of melted ice cream on your hand did you come back to reality.

Following your trance halting to a stop, which felt like eternity for Robin, a response left your lips.

“I like you too, Ms. Ice-Cream Expert,” you grinned, holding up your melting ice cream cone. “My, aren’t you dangerous; you can melt my heart as easily as this ice cream.”

Robin placed her forehead against yours, “Thank god. I promise to keep melting your heart, if that’s okay with you.”

“That’s fine with me.”

synopsis: robin loves to tease you by giving you nicknames in languages you don’t understand.

robin buckley x you

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🫧: @adorajane

read on AO3: ma petite crotte, on AO3

The dim, mellow atmosphere of the library threatened your chance of even slightly comprehending the French language. The building was completely silent, other than the slight patter of the fleeting showers lulling you to sleep. Plus, the librarian was the only person in the library other than you and Robin.

“How’s it going, ma chouchoute?” 

You jolted at the sudden break of silence as Robin took a seat next to you.

“Robin!” you shrieked, “Oh my god, sorry,” Your voice quickly retreated from its previous volume. “You scared me!” You hissed.

Robin’s giggles couldn’t be suppressed as she silently apologized to you. You, yourself, knew you couldn't be mad at her for long; completely disregarding the idea of getting kicked out of the library for the fourth time.

After your numerous attempts of quieting Robin down, you attempted to regain your focus. Even though Robin had her own studying to do, she couldn’t help but study your features instead. Regardless, the burn of Robin’s stare was certainly distracting. 

“I’m boooooored,” Robin groaned after a meager minute of silence. “What’re you even studying, ma crotte?” she yawned, laying her head on her book. 

After hearing your new nickname, your hands flew to the French to English dictionary Robin had lent you.

“French,” You replied, flipping through the book.

 Your eyebrows furrow as you read the translation of “crotte.” After a deep breath, you slowly laid your head down on your textbook to meet eye to eye with Robin; a smile was slowly creeping on her face.

“Did you just call me your little poo?”

Robin’s eyes shut tight, her cheeks flushed red, and her lips were barely concealing her laughter. 

“God, to think I believed that it was a cute nickname this time,” you sat up, abandoning the dictionary on the table. Nevertheless, her nicknames, her giggles, and her company kept a smile on your face.

“Okay, okay,” she picked her head up, wiping tears from her eyes, “how about… mon coeur?” Robin suggested.

“Wait, I know this one,” you gleamed. “My heart?”

“Bingo,” Robin smiled. “D’you like that one?”

“Oh, it’s much better than being your little poo!” You laughed. “As a matter of fact, you need a nickname too,”

“I don’t think you can top mine,” Robin cheekily replied, stacking all the books in a neat pile. 

You picked the dictionary up once again, searching for a suitable nickname. Robin watched over your shoulder, pointing out some she liked.

“Mm, let’s go with… ma moitié!" You smiled at the name, looking over at Robin.

gif creds: theceaselessidiot

part i .. part ii you are here!

synopsis: part 2 of play pretend...

angst w a happy ending 🫶🏼 ; robin buckley x reader

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You could only remember the scene of Robin and Vickie’s hands locking together. You couldn’t tell how much time had passed, nor how you ended up in Steve’s car.

“Everything’s alright, Y/N,” Steve’s voice was soft, “What’s happened? I thought Robin was bringing you home?”

The mere thought of Robin stung your eyes. The words all sat clear in your mind, yet a clutter of incoherent words blubbered out. Steve’s attention quickly diverted to you; although, his focus remained on the road.

As if you were a baby, Steve gently rubbed your back. Your tears finally spilled, staining your cheeks. God it felt pathetic, but he’s the only other person who knew you liked Robin.

“You can have my beer, but there should be a bottle of water on your side if you wan–”

You took the bottle without hesitation. The bitter liquid felt cool sliding down your throat. Although you were never a drinker, you couldn’t care less as to your decisions. It’d all feel the same in the morning, a hangover or no hangover.

omgomgomg while I was thinking of what to do for your request, i started thinking and… i feel like robin’s parents definitely took her camping a lot as a kid. but they stopped after she fell into a bed of poison ivy or something… that’s why she rarely goes on trips without a set plan and ten first-aid kits. thank u for the request!! <33

synopsis: robin takes you camping !

robin buckley x reader

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The sound of Robin’s mallet clanking against metal pins echoed around the camping plot. The area was secluded, but Robin had experience in the forest. You sat on a mossy stump, silently watching her. You wanted to get up and help her. But, after you accidentally hammered your finger, she sat you in time out.

“Robin,” you sang, “are you sure you don’t need my help?”

She shook her head, picking another pin out from her coat pocket, “Nope, I’m good!”

You sighed, time felt like it was dragging on. You looked around for anything you could do in the meantime. Robin’s beanie and your puffy coat could barely shake the cold off; that’s when you thought of something.

“Robin,” you called out again, “I’m going to go collect some materials for a fire!”

She wasn’t able to respond as you were already off on your way, carefully waddling through the forest.

Her voice was clear as day, “Don’t wander off too far!”

“Okay!” You shouted back, waving back at her.

The bitter temperature nipped at your skin, so you reached into your pockets for your gloves. Your hands searched through the empty pockets for the pair of wool; however, they were nowhere to be found. It wasn’t too long until you realized your gloves were still tucked away in your backpack. With a sigh, you quickly gathered some branches. By the time your hands were full, the pigment of the sky deepened, and Robin had finished setting up the tent.

“Robbie!” You squealed, running up to her. “I finished gathering some twigs, branches, and some, umm, pinecones.” You placed the mixed pieces of branch and twig on the ground, picking the pinecones out of your pockets.

“Aw, thanks, babe,” Robin smiled, walking over to you. “I finished the tent, come on, we’ll start the fire later tonight.”

She took your hand to lead you into the tent, but she immediately turned back around. Her eyebrows were knit together as she raised both of your hands up to her.

“Holy shit, your hands are colder than the one time I lost a bet and I had to stick my hand into the snow for five minutes. Are you okay? Do you need anything? Where’re your gloves, love?" She questioned, rubbing your hands slightly to warm them up.

“Oh! About that, I forgot them in my bag and I didn’t notice until I started gathering the items. ‘m okay, really.” You reassured her, letting a giggle slip from your mouth.

Robin pouted, “Are you sure? Come on, let’s cuddle, it’ll warm you up.”

She tugged you into the tent, swiftly throwing blankets on blankets on you. Of course, she slid in right next to you. You couldn’t even remember the feeling of your freezing hands, your mind was only filled with the warmth of Robin.

synopsis: your relationship with Robin is irreparable, yet your memories keep reminding you about what was once yours.

a/n: this is angsty D: a rather bittersweet ending as well …

! slight vol2 spoilers !

angst, robin buckley and reader are broken up

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It was that clenching feeling in your chest. The suffocation that resurfaced countless memories embedded within your mind. Her silhouette was pictured in front of you, evoking your fondness of the woman. She was here, she was right in front of you.

“Y/N!” your boss called out to you, “Whataya standing around for? Get to work!”

You felt chills run down your spine as Robin turned around, her eyes trailing up to yours. Her arm draped over the chair, her other around another figure. Your legs were glued to the floor. It took another scolding, the usual ‘You don’t get paid to stand,’ and ‘You’re lucky you even got this job,’ to get you to approach her table.

synopsis: the attraction between you and robin is unquestionable, yet neither one of you have the guts to bring it up. Luckily, you and Robin have some wingmen.

robin buckley x reader

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🫧: @adorajane

“You just need to say it with confidence,” Nancy sighed as she rubbed your shoulder. “I think we all see how tense both of you two are, and it’s honestly killing me.”

“I wish it were that easy, Nance,” you complained. “It’s like, whenever I want to tell her, I lose my voice. I can’t say anything at all. I just… I can only look at her and hope she looks back at me the same way.”

Eddie laughed, “Listen, Y/N, she does. Everytime she looks at you, it’s like she completely detaches from this world. And you wouldn’t imagine the things I heard from hanging out with her and St–”

Eddie’s tangent was quickly shut down as Steve returned from Robin’s one-on-one consultation with him. Nancy’s eyes met Steve’s, silently interrogating him with her stare. On the other hand, your mind was still stuck on what Eddie was getting to.

Steve shrugged back at Nancy and turned back to you, “Okay, mm, how about this: Nancy, Eddie, and I will go get some ice cream, so you two love-birds can sort things out,” he proposed, waiting for everyone’s approval.

Eddie was the first to agree. “I’m down,” he smiles, “as long as I don’t have to pay, I mean.”

Nancy rolled her eyes at Eddie, but gave Steve the O.K., “Yeah, yeah, I’ll pay.”

“Thanks, guys,” you smiled as you drew them into a bear hug, “I’m glad to have friends like you.”

“We are too! But,” Nancy pulled away from the group hug, “we don’t want to keep you away from your soon-to-be wife; we’ll go now,” she laughed, shooing both the boys away from you. You waved them off, slowly watching their figures shrink away.

Once you sent the group off, you turned to Robin. Her back was turned from you; she was staring out into the rich, golden sky. Her hair was still damp, and a towel was draped on her back. The image of her running into the ocean with you was still fresh in your mind.