INDEPENDENT ROBIN BUCKLEY EXPLORED IN THE GEN V UNIVERSE. WRITTEN BY ZAWN, FOLLOWS BACK FROM RIORDSAM. AFFILIATED&_EXCLUSIVE TO NECRONANCIY. SEE HERE FOR DETAILS OF THIS VERSE.

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INDEPENDENT ROBIN BUCKLEY EXPLORED IN THE GEN V UNIVERSE. WRITTEN BY ZAWN, FOLLOWS BACK FROM RIORDSAM. AFFILIATED&_EXCLUSIVE TO NECRONANCIY. SEE HERE FOR DETAILS OF THIS VERSE.
practice, practice,  practice.   your mouth was dry and you could taste a vague brass flavour,  a result from near constant use of your instrument with little reprieve over the hours that left the room engulfed in darkness.    very few breaks were offered,  supposed they expected you to be able to play and play until fingers were burning,  oesophagus threatening to expel your lunch.   just the two of you left in the room,  chairs scrapped against the hard wood as bodies rushed for the exit [who knows when they would next be free?]   hand rummages through bag,  desperately searching for anything past you had left,  coming up with mostly wrappers and receipts before fingers reach something,  you pull your hand out and disappointment is clear across your face.   almond joy.  nobodyâs favourite,  why you had it? you werenât sure.   âhey, dudeâ   you want this?â   vague gesture to the candy.
@bloodset: Â nobody likes almond joy. â jeffrey dahmer. thatâs it. heâs the only one.
â...why do you know that?â  niche knowledge,  you think.  or maybe itâs common and you just missed the memo somewhereâ it wouldnât be the first time.  but maybe youâd expect it from someone else that you had painted as a fanatic,  not the guy on drums whose name had been sieved out of your thoughts.   âit fits,  though.  i donât know who decided that a good combination would be coconut [already, yuck!]â  tongue stuck out for dramatic effect,  continuing,   âthen whole almonds just slapped on the top.  itâs like they want me to choke,  or! die from anaphylaxis because itâs called almond joy,  i didnât expect to find coconut.  finished with regular, boring chocolate.  â  it brings no one joy,  they should rename it âsad almond wood chipsâ,  right?âÂ
new fave edit just dropped
oh i was meant to add this to my post:
robin has gained some control over their powers, as to not mimic without intending to do so. still, she finds it easier to minimise touch and wears gloves to act as a barrier.
amazon primeâs the boys  sentence  starters ⪠ taken  from  seasons 1 & 2. contains non-contextual mild s2 spoilers. some have been slightly altered to better fit out of context. alter as you see fit  âĄ
âiâm supposed to be this hero, but i donât know what the hell iâm doing.â
âjust remember who your friends and who your enemies are.â
âyou canât do this. you donât have the fight, you never have.â
"my superpower is reading people. watching them when they think theyâre alone. i see people for who they really are.â
âwhy have average when you can have extraordinary?â
âif iâm gonna make a difference, i just feel more comfortable doing it on a smaller scale.â
"i know a little about a lot of things.âÂ
ânever let them see you like this.â
"just âcause you fall on your ass doesnât mean you have to stay there.â
"since when did "hopefulâ and ânaiveâ become the same thing?â
âyou need to unclench your asshole.â
âi can do whatever the fuck i want.â
"pardon my french: fuck those fuckers.âÂ
"you tell anyone what you saw or heard here today, and iâll cut your hands off and shove them so far up your ass, your fingersâll give us a little wave out your throat, yeah?â
âwhen theyâre apart, theyâre absolute fucking rubbish. but, you put them together, theyâre the goddamn fucking spice girls.â
âsometimes you get further with people by treating them like people.â
âi really did want to make a difference. i really did care. i was just like you.â
âi started giving pieces of myself away and i guess i gave away everything.â
âyou see, i know your secret.â
âyouâre not a bad person. just a scared one.â
âwhat have you got to lose that you ainât already lost?â
âi figured if you wait around long enough, two plus two equals nasty.â
âhereâs the truth. anyone who tells you they know the answers is lying.â
âyou know, i managed to go my whole life without seeing someone die horribly, and now iâm up to about a half dozen, so i think iâm good.â
âweâll cross that bridge when we burn it.â
âin a partnership, there is give and there is take.â
âi shouldâve done a lot more stuff. because there is nothing up there. thereâs nobody in the sky watching over us. not anybody. itâs all just lies.â
âi donât know if they really want you to be a hero. i think they just want you to look like one.â
âhe is too much of an asshole to die.â
âfuck this world for confusing nice with good. be a bitch if you want. be whatever. just drop the mask once in a while. feels good. you can finally breathe.â
â[name], how is it possible that youâre dumber than you look?â
â[name], youâve done a murder. comparatively speaking, this will be a piece of cake.â
âwe didnât bring him here for a fucking happy meal.â
âiâve got my phone linked to the âfind your shithead friendsâ app.â
âi just had to pop down to the shop. i was running a bit low on âmind your own fucking businessâ.â
âyou know something? on my first day, I, uh ⌠well, i felt like a fraud. but the good news is, everybody feels that way.â
âyou ever touch me again, i will burn your eyes out. understand me?â
âwou know how you have this⌠image of yourself? like, i thought i was strong. you know? like, made of steel. a fighter.â
âuf youâre the fucking reason i canât finish that vermont country dollhouse, i will fucking end you.â
âyou are dispensable, which means you answer to me.â
âyouâve been walking around for months like you want to kick my ass. so do it already.â
âi can be that person that nobody thinks is awesome, but it turns out, theyâre kind of fucking awesome.â
âiâm sorry but weâre not anything.â
âmy nanaâs your biggest fan.â
ânot even [name] would have dared to try and pull this kind of shit.â
âshouldnât we all just be competent at our jobs?â
âwe can do whatever we want and no one can stop us. that is a good feeling. a really good feeling.â
âyou need to get the fuck out of my house.â
âyou were right. iâm not gonna get bored and move on. iâm not going anywhere.â
âlife isnât actually a pr strategy. you can say what you think.â
âpippi longstocking would bite a d, thatâs for damn sure.â
âyou write all women as either unknowable hitchcock bitches or michael bay fuck dolls. i mean, i get that a lifetime of jerking off to transformers didnât exactly make you popular with the ladies, but a little effort would be nice.â
âi donât think we have to damage control your fuck up.â
âlook at you. my girl.â
ânobody likes almond joy. â jeffrey dahmer. thatâs it. heâs the only one.â
âjesus christ! those are like the three worst candy bars in the history of candy. thatâs it, youâre sick in the brain.â
âiâm wanted and youâre kind of super famous.â
âheâs an actor who didnât lie to my face everyday.â
âdonât lie to me, not again.â
âshe was already dead when i blew her up.
âmy son is the furthest fucking thing on this planet to a normal little boy.â
âthis is a moment. girls get it done.â
âthere is just no putting the toothpaste back in the tube.â
âmom says being lonely makes you know yourself better.â
âi just want you to think about me when you are getting your skin peeled off your face, bitch.â
âyou donât fuck with the money. you never fuck with the money.â
âyouâre my second wind.â
âit doesnât matter who made us, or how we got here, the point is we are here. together. family. you guys, you are my real family.â
âoh, is it so hard to believe that i want you two to be happy? and in love? honestly [name], i am really, really happy for you.â
âthe hate that you carry and the warpath that youâre on, it started so long before me.â
âwe canât afford to feel good or to feel safe or to let our guard down.â
âweâre all alone. thatâs the truth.â
âi donât need anyone but myself.â
âyouâre so special, that most special man on the planet. everybody loves you. everybody. their love is your strength.â
âwhereâs the closest atm?â
âyou let your canary die, how you gonna know when youâve gone too far?â
âyou know what i thought? i thought who fucking cares?â
âfuckinâ diabolical.â
âiâm a motherfucker with a heart.â
BEFORE GODOLKIN
robin buckley was born to richard and melissa when the air was still cold in chicago, illinois. it had been easy to name her,  a robin having already begun building their nest on the hospital room window.  they worked odd jobs, moving around from state to state almost monthly before robinâs birth, and had no form of monetary support through the pregnancy. whilst neither of them were religious,  richardâs family were devoted to the church,  and reached out to the charity âsamaritanâs embraceâ upon melissaâs admission to hospital.  on her birth, robin was separated from her parents,  to be monitored over the next few days in concern of the moderate drug use in the home.  it is there that she is injected with the compound v shipped by samaritanâs embrace, under the sponsorship of vought to create supes at random to keep up the charade of genetic leaps.  and so robin grew up normal,  reuniting with parents who were none the wiser,  saw half the country by the time she was three,  always on the move and parents chasing the newest thing.  at five and upon their entry to schooling,  melissa and richard attempted to settle down in a small town in indiana,  to create a more stable environment for her to grow and make connections.  bills still continue to pile up, and robin is a latchkey kid from ten with parents who are either partying, or working to fund these parties.  all robin has ever wanted was to get out of there. an incredibly gifted student,  playing three instruments for the schoolâs band,  teaching themselves multiple languages through cassette tapes, and holding down jobs throughout her teens;  all they needed was the landscape to match.  no one ever really knew robin,  they tended to push friendships away in the taste of âthey donât understand meâ, how they were happy with the lives they had been given was beyond her,  they craved freedom and travel and to be something more than ordinary.   (for more insight into robinâs relationship with her mother, see here.  tw for psychosis and drug abuse)
ONSET OF POWERS
whilst robin inherited their power early in life,  it went undetected in a town with a population under 1000.  for her eleventh birthday,  robinâs grandparents invited her to spend the weekend with them in new york,  that there was a supe-con going on that just couldnât be missed! [what they missed however, is that when robin spoke about ordinary, she didnât mean she wanted to be superâ   just wanted a life bigger than they had].  meet and greets booked,  autographs signed!  little robin buckley leaned in for a picture [stand closer, dear! put your arms around her!]  with a lesser hero,  cheap but big enough to cause a line to form, who doesnât love a teleporter!  âsmile for the camera, robin!â  the flash caused robin to blink,  and upon reopening,  found herself across the convention hall,  dizzy,  unable to stand upright, having just mimicked the teleporters powers. > abilities:  copy and use the powers of others[this does not rob the powers,  just replicates]    > limitations:  physical contact required.   limited timeframe in the use of powers but there is no set minute,  some powers seem to stick longer than others.  depending on the power being mimicked,  it can be incredibly painful(any elemental power would be a shock to robinâs system,  fire and ice leaving burns etc),  prior to training, robin was unable to stack powers on top of another, and overcoming the limitations in doing so took years;  the accumulation often causes overload and results in robin being unable to mimic.  dangerous in mimicking powers with large learning curves to control.
I want you to know
Iâm a mirrorball
I can change everything about me to fit in
â mirrorball, Taylor Swift
originally scouted for crime fighting, but robin has no illusions of being a hero, and opted to enrol in performing arts. that weird film bro, speaks 4 languages, just trying to get through the day