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kinda grim but i skipped all my classes this week so i could stay home and read bob’s burgers fanfiction in my pj’s
someone tell me wtf i’m doing with my life. i hate chem and i’m not the best at science in general yet i decided to go into health sci??? i genuinely hate most of my classes and they’re super hard. i have a midterm monday and i’m so confused about everything
Screwed - Robin Buckley x Fem! Reader
A/N: this is kind of short but i hope y’all like it. i’m thinking of writing a cheerleader reader x robin fic but idk if that’s too overdone. requests are still open btw. i mostly write for robin and nancy but i’d write for other st characters too maybe.
Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem! Reader
Warnings: none
Robin was screwed.
In her defence, the math teacher had been droning on about trig ratios for what felt like hours. His voice was monotone and boring, and it had quickly become a slight buzz in the corner of her mind.
“Ms. Buckley,” the teacher snapped and by his annoyed facial expression, she guessed he had been calling her for a while. Her face heated up as about twenty heads swivelled to stare at her.
“Huh?” Robin asked before wincing, “I mean, yes, sir?”
He sighed, “What’s the answer to number five?” There was a triumphant look on his face, as if he took pleasure in publicly calling her out.
“Ohh number five, let me just check my notes.” Robin began flipping through her binder in despair, looking for homework she knew she didn’t complete.
A soft ‘pst’ interrupted her search and she looked to her left to see you. You mouthed something and Robin cocked her head in confusion. You mouthed it again and her eyes lit up in understanding. “It’s 14, right?“ Robin answered nervously, looking back up at the teacher.
His eyes narrowed in displeasure but he simply nodded and turned back to the class to continue his lecture.
The tension slowly eased from her shoulders and she turned to steal a glance at you only to find that you were already staring at her with an inscrutable expression on your face. When you made eye contact, you didn’t seem to be embarrassed at being caught. Instead, you just smirked a bit and winked.
Robin slinked down into her seat and let her hair cover her burning face.
She was definitely screwed.
Hey Sailor - Robin Buckley x Fem! Reader
A/N: first fic for my new account! let me know if it’s trash. also: taking fic requests! although i still haven’t watched stranger things 4
Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem! Reader and Platonic! Steve Harrington
Warnings: none <3
Steve’s eyes light up as you walk in, scanning you up and down. He adjusts his sailor cap and pastes on his trademark King Steve smirk.
“Hey, have you seen-“ you begin but he cuts you off with his well practiced speech. You cross your arms, raising a brow. Robin had warned you about her coworker but you were curious to finally see him in action.
“Ahoy beautiful, would you like to set sail on this ocean of flavour with me? I’ll be your captain, I’m Steve Harrington,” he says, smoothly. He even finishes it off with a wink.
“Look Steve, I’m sure you’re a nice guy-“ When he interrupts you again, you narrow your eyes in slight annoyance. If he had been anyone else, you probably would have gave him a piece of your mind, but Robin had assured you he was harmless.
“The USS Butterscotch will definitely rock your world,” Steve pauses, “what do you say? Want to give it a go? If you don’t like it I’ll owe you a date.” He looks a bit nervous under his suave facade and you feel a bit bad.
“Um,” you begin, holding back laughter as you try to find the best way to break the news to him.
Robin appears from the storage room, an incredulous look on her face. “What the fuck, dingus?” She looks from you to Steve, and then back to you. You shrug helplessly.
Steve turns and raises his eyebrows in confusion.
She rolls her eyes and lets you behind the counter, ignoring Steve’s protests. You saddle up beside her and discreetly link your pinky with hers. She gives you a small grin and your eyes light up with something that could only be described as pure love. “Hey sailor,” you murmur, smiling back at her.
Steve’s eyes flicker down to your joined hands and his brows furrow even more. It takes him a few moments but recognition dawns on his face. “Shit,” he says, “Robin, I didn’t mean to flirt with your girlfriend.” He looks so apologetic that you almost snort, Robin was right about him being a bit clueless but with a good heart, not that she’d ever admit that to his face. He turns to you, “it’s nice to meet you, I’m Robin’s friend slash coworker.” He holds out a hand for you to shake before wincing and dropping it at his side.
Robin smacks his shoulder, “stop being a weirdo.” Steve looks as if he wishes the earth would spontaneously swallow him whole.
“It’s fine, I needed a laugh,” you giggle and Robin smirks, holding back her own laughter.
“Would it have worked if you weren’t, you know,” he asks sheepishly, gesturing at your joined hands.
“A big ‘ol lesbian?” You supply, raising a brow and he nods cautiously. “Probably not, sorry dude. Way too pushy, try to turn it down on the charm.”
Robin nods, “makes you seem like a douche.”
Steve glares at her, “and you couldn’t have told me that earlier?”
“It was fun seeing you embarrass yourself.”
Steve takes off his sailor cap and throws it on the ground, “I quit,” he declares dramatically.
“Would you like to do the honours, babe?” Robin asked, gesturing to the white board. There’s a wicked glint in her eyes and you wish you could kiss her.
Instead, you just grin and take the dry erase marker from her hand, adding a tally to the already crowded “you suck” side.
Steve groans and slumps onto the checkered linoleum tile. It’s nice and cool, and he decides that it wouldn’t be so bad to stay there forever and contemplate what his life has come to.
i want to watch stranger things season 4 but that means i’m going to have to rewatch the three previous seasons because i have the memory of a cucumber
would anyone be interested in a black phone fic where robin and maybe the other boys live? if not, i’ll probably just write it for myself and not post it
The Black Phone (spoilers ahead)
i saw this movie with some friends last night and it was amazing! i cried many times, like when finney was investigating the barred window and was like “if there was a way out, another kid would have done it. robin would have done it.” like the way finney looked up to robin??? made me tear up. then when robin called finney and was like “stop crying” and finney said “i’m not crying” I WAS CRYING. basically i cried during the majority of robin’s scenes.
miguel cazarez mora is extremely talented and pulled off the tough guy persona so well. the whole cast was honestly amazing and it was cool to see that for some of the kids, it was their first time acting in a movie. 10/10 stars, i loved it so much!!!!! i definitely recommend it to everyone.
also i’ve seen some people crush on the grabber and like??? what the fuck???? i understand crushing on ethan hawke but the grabber??? the grabber was literally a pedo who kidnapped and murder innocent children. like that gives i-write-love-letters-to-ted-bundy-and-jeffrey-dahmer vibes but idk, whatever butters your bagel ig. that’s just my two-cents.
signing off,
sun <3