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Welcome to this little introduction post! My name's Rory (28, they/them) and this is a 21+, selective and private roleplay blog. Please read my carrd before interaction. // THIS BLOG USES BETA EDITOR.

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I probably won't be on until the weekend but like this for a short starter!

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I probably won't be on until the weekend but like this for a short starter!

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I just think Robin deserves the experience of a girl asking her out and not the other way around. She spends so much time stressing about how to be the one to approach that she probably doesn't know how to react when the roles are reversed.

[claudiajessiee]

ROBIN BUCKLEY ☆ CHAPTER TWO: THE MALL RATS

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@rebelcliche sent: it’s not as easy as people think. -- random sentence starters -- still accepting

"I don't doubt it," Robin replied, completely serious but somewhat nonchalant (for her, at least.) Nancy had dreams and had been through...a HELL of a lot. More than Robin's summer with that giant flesh monster and the Russians under the mall, at least. "I'd say you would have a hard time finding stories to report on in a small town like this, but...well, maybe that's true for the ones you CAN report on. Yet, I know I couldn't do the whole journalism thing. So...yeah. It's probably harder than it looks. I can barely run front desk at Family Video."

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I have no idea what's going on.

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@havvkinsqueen sent: sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger. -- I can't remember what meme this is from -- no longer accepting

"I...get what you mean. In a way," Robin offered up, sympathy sitting easily on her tone. Robin couldn't say she knew Chrissy WELL, of course band and cheer crossed paths during games, but outside of that? Well, Robin kind of kept to herself. (And Steve, as of last summer, at least.) Still, she was still wrapping her head around some of the things she saw THEN, let alone what was happening now. "You think something is one way and then it's not. I can be a lot to deal with. I...I obviously don't know what's going on with you personally, but I can relate to the feeling at least."

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                                    HUNDRED TO ONE. ©

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MAYA HAWKE as ROBIN BUCKLEY Stranger Things 4 | Chapter Six: The Dive ↳ thanks @quinnick for the inspo!

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@prettybrawler sent: how many fingers am i holding up? -- I can't remember what meme this is from -- no longer accepting

"...Too many," she muttered somewhat dismissively, rubbing at her forehead somewhat. The fall she took was bad, Robin wasn't exactly the most COORDINATED person, but stepping outside was at least helping. Though, given his question, she had to wonder if it looked worse than it was. "Look, I'm FINE. Everybody...smacks their head on a bleacher at some point. I just need some ice." And some privacy to nurse her pride.

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@dehddie sent: i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there. -- I can't remember what meme this was -- no longer accepting

"'We?' I wasn't aware this was a 'we' situation. What did I do to get sent to hell with you?" Well, actually, there might have been a couple things but that didn't make his statement any CLEARER for her. "Plus, I don't think I'd make a good cellmate in Hell. I don't do well with HEAT. I was lucky I was slinging ice cream all summer."

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ROBIN BUCKLEY PER EPISODE S03E04 | Chapter Four: The Sauna Test

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#Platonic soulmates

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@jockcliche (Steve.)

       he’s doomed. he’s doomed, and the entire world surely knows it. steve knows it, that poor, innocent girl he’d just horrendously failed in picking up knows it, robin definitely knows it, and there’s seemingly nothing he can do to stop the downward spiral of his love life from spinning completely out of control until he’s left shamed and beyond hopeless.

       steve drops his head between his folded arms upon the front desk in defeat, and groans. “no. i’m not feeling okay,” he mumbles against the cold countertop, feeling the life drain from his very soul. “is it possible to actually die of embarrassment? because i’m pretty sure i’m dying. like- for real.”

       after a moment to try to collect himself ( and failing ), he reluctantly lifts his head, eyes bleary and unfocused. nevertheless, he appreciates robin’s last-second words of support - if you could actually call it that - and sighs heavily. “i mean- better her taste in movies than-” he makes a vague, yet somewhat exaggerated gesture with one hand towards where the girl had stood in front of him only moments ago. “whatever that was. just- tell me, be honest- do i have any hope?”

"Well," Robin started, leaning forward to slip in beside him to rest her arms on the front desk, "I don't think I've HEARD of anybody dying from embarrassment, but maybe. I'd be more worried about LONELINESS for you, though."

Like she could talk, anyway. Neither of them were exactly getting girlfriends any time soon, but at least Steve had the confidence to strike out like he did. Robin didn't even want to RISK that. (Realistically, she knew there was a reason as to why he could, but Robin was also VERY self-aware of her awkwardness around other people.)

"I mean, I have to have hope in you," Robin said, lightly teasing as she elbowed him lightly in the arm, "If you're DOOMED, what does that make me? I mean, at least you wouldn't be alone...?"

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My drafts are queued, my internet is acting up, so I'm going to take that as a sign to try to sleep for a bit. Hope you guys have a good night!

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Ever wanted to make a multi for a fandom that you know nobody is in? lol