#🌌. robin.

[intergalactic-singer]

🍫 with Boothill

Boothill held out a pocky box before chuckling "Songbird want to play~"

╚»═─► It's Pocky Day! Send my muse a 🍫 to share a box with them.

"Of course~! I've always wanted to try one of these games.."

*{Robin nodded with a smile, waiting for Boothill to take one out of the box for them.}*

[californiaboytoybilly]

Eye Candy pt 2

My apologies that this took so long. I’ve been having a hectic few weeks. Part three will come faster!

Steve had no idea how to feel the moment his eyes locked on the man who’d spoken.

On one hand, he felt distinctly caught. Something like embarrassment crawled up the back of his neck, hot and twitchy, motivating his feet to take off in a run. Robin would probably kill him if he did, however.

But he was also warm for an entirely different reason.

Because holy fuck, this just might be the single most attractive man he’d ever seen and every single one of his nerves was firing sporadically.

They were about the same height, but that’s where the similarities ended. The man had soft looking blond curls pulled back from the sides of his face with sleek silver clips. A single, perfect ringlet dangled over his forehead artfully.

His eyes- a startling blue even in the dim light- were rimmed with smoked out eyeliner, sparkling with amusement as Steve’s silence stretched on. Golden skin was showcased by a silky ruby toned shirt only half done up, tucked into a leather corset style belt with hand etched designs so intricate Steve would bet it cost more than two months of his rent.

“I… I uh-“ Steve stuttered over his attempt to answer, cheeks flooding red. The pretty man ran his tongue over a pointed canine as he waited.

“We must’ve gotten the wrong address.” Robin interrupted when she realized Steve’s brain was fully broken.

More of those pearly teeth flashed at them with the answer. “Ah, of course.” He didn’t believe them at all, the dimple in his cheek twitching with the effort not to laugh. Robin grabbed Steve by the wrist, yanking him towards her and the door none too subtly.

“Sorry, we’ll be- uh, on our way!” She gave the guy a tight smile, tugging at Steve again. Giving in, the brunette man started to follow her towards the door, only to be stopped by a larger hand clasping around his opposite wrist.

Steve’s eyes shot up and back to lock with an intense blue gaze. “I wouldn’t dream of it. Come in, I promise I don’t bite.”

*Unless you ask nicely*, Steve could’ve sworn he heard exhaled afterwards.

He should’ve said no, apologized and left probably. They didn’t know this guy and this had already been an embarrassing start. But Steve really was a sucker for pretty boys.

“Uh-uhm, yeah. Okay. Why not?” His voice was a little strained and he tried to ignore the stunned look Robin shot him. He was gonna get an earful for this later, that was clear.

“Perfect…” The man smiled more genuinely, letting go of his wrist. Steve tried not to mourn the loss. “You can call me Billy, by the way.”

Billy. Steve rolled the name around in his mouth and decided he liked it. He would’ve expected the fallen angel currently guiding them through the other guests to have a name as elegant as his clothes but for some reason the commonality of it almost stood out more.

It suited him.

“Steve. And that is Robin.” He replied with a tongue that felt too big for his mouth, trying not to drool. The entire back of Billy’s shirt was taken up by a sheer panel that showed each fluid shift of his back muscles as he walked.

Steve wanted to bite them.

He was shaken out of his trance when they arrived to a smaller living room than the one at the front, where only a small handful of guests lingered. Five or six people besides them, max. A guard stood at the entrance, but paid Steve and Robin no mind as they trailed in at Billy’s heels.

He led them to a couch, where only one other person was sitting. A lithe, wisp of a girl in a lilac satin cocktail dress, a silver chain belt draped over her hips and wild brown curls she’d hauled up into a bun. She was almost as captivating as the blond, with pointed, lovely features that reminded him of a little of the elves in Dustin’s movies.

Her eyes brightened as they landed on Billy, then turned sly as she moved to their guests. “Ooh, where’d you find these ones?” She all but purred, getting to her feet with feline grace. Steve didn’t have to feel guilty about his mind’s preoccupation with Billy, though.

Most of her attention seemed locked on Robin, who was currently wide eyed like a deer in traffic.

“They ah… got a little lost. Figured I’d be a good host and let them stay.” Billy sounded amused repeating their bad excuse, which made Steve bite down a little harder on his lip.

“I’m not complaining. Have a seat.” She said, taking a step back and lowering herself onto the black couch once again. “Heather.” She held out a hand towards Robin, who took it expecting a shake.

“Nice to meet you. I’m um- uh…“ Steve almost wanted to laugh at how flustered the girl was, but he was self aware he’d been even worse than her before. He wasn’t going to invite her to call him out.

“Robin?” She finally managed, though it sounded a little like a question. Heather let out a pleasant peal of soft laughter. “You’re an awfully cute one.” She said like a fact, Robin’s freckles officially vanishing as her blush darkened impossibly more.

Oh god, what had they gotten themselves into?

[thatrando13]

ok something im curious about. how does the sharing of this account work? do you two live together? do you sit next to each other when you answer asks? or do you add your bit and then save it to drafts so the other person can add on?

you dont have to answer if you dont want to but i really wanna know the logistics of the situation lmao

We share the email and password, and yeah we live together lol

We're actually twins if that helps put anything into perspective lol!

If we have a ask/draft, whoever found it first will answer and save it and then either yell for the other or text depending on what's going on at the time

Hope this helps :]

-> Atlas

[cloudwisp]

welcome home pretty cauldron lady ✨

[a-little-unsteddie]

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

plz any off world sci-fi would heal me and this fandom

!! eep! i’m genuinely obsessed w this idea of mine. be warned tho that some of this is subject to change, as i’m trying to feel out the idea more :b also i agree that space sci-fi would heal this fandom.

prev. ask <3

Steve took off at a sprint, shouting wordlessly as he grabbed at the alien that had entered his cell, and was surprised by how easy it was to throw to the ground and injure. He didn’t hesitate for a moment before he bolted out the door that had materialized out of the paneling.

There were aliens waiting for him, but he didn’t hesitate as he grasped whatever he could that was in reach as a weapon. He grabbed something from one of them that looked like a cross between a bat and a police baton and began swinging it around. He grunted as he took a swing at one of the aliens and then kept moving. He ran down the hall and took turns at random, slamming into whoever he came across as an alarm started sounding.

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🎤 wip wednesday is now closed 🪐

[giggly-squiggily]

Hello! I’m just here to ask out of pure curiosity, have you ever considered writing for one piece or is it one of those fandoms you enjoy but don’t have confidence to write for? I’m asking because I’ve recently got into it and haven’t been able to find many people to talk about it with :D So I thought I’d ask :) - 🌌Anon (if that isn’t taken!)

Hey there 🌌 anon! Nice to meet you! :D That's a good question!

So, I am considering writing for One Piece- however the reason I haven't quite yet is because I'm still super early in the show- I'm talking ep. 6-7. Maybe once I'm more into the thick of it I'll give it a twirl? I want to get to know everyone before I attempt writing them if that makes sense :3

Thanks for asking! :D

[thatrando13]

I haven't heard that one I don't think lol - unless it's something famous and not clicking in my brain

Random songs getting stuck in ur head is the worst if u don't know it

-> Frieda

Cake or pie??

Do you like f1? If so what's ur favourite team and/or driver? :))

What's a song that's been stuck in your head?

-> Frieda

i dont, sorry :( im not really a sports person

currently its that fucking. kpop one. out of touch? i dont even know who its by. but i saw a video earlier of people dancing to it and its been in my head ever since. i dont even listen to kpop! my brain has just latched onto it for some reason

[miothle]

Cosmic's Favorite Cheerleader!🌌

I designed and drew Robin as a cheerleader for Hoyofair Fan Art contest!

[jestermarotte]

a little more Robin Hobb🌌🃏

[tjwritesfanfics]

Every Universe Masterlist 🌌

A collection of burbs where you fall in love with MGG in every universe.

This is just a way for me to appreciate MGG while I am watching every movie in his filmography.

Main Masterlist | NFSW Masterlist

Universe One *Criminal Minds*

You and Spencer are on your way home from a case dealing with multiple universes and you have a very important question to ask him.

"Do you think we are together in every universe?"

Universe Two *68 Kill*

Chip Taylor is done with women... Yeah right.

Universe Three *Zoe*

Micheal thought it was just the Benysol that made him love her, scared it would be more.

Universe Four *500 Days of Summer*

Paul has always loved you ever since day one (basically the reader is Robin in this universe.)

Universe Five *RV*

Joe Joe seems smitten with the girl in the RV next to his family’s, but really bad at talking to her.

Universe Six *Beginner's Luck*

You didn't think he noticed you, but turns out he did.

Universe Seven *Band of Robbers*

If Tom Sawyer's schemes don't kill Joe Harper, you just might.

Universe Eight *Life After Beth*

You really hated Kyle Orfman, but turns out he may not be so horrible.

Universe Nine *Suburban Gothic*

You are getting tired of your no rent paying roommate, Harold the ghost, so you seek the help of the supernatural investigator in town. You just didn't know it was your childhood crush.

Universe Ten *How to be a serial killer*

Bart is happy to find out the cute girl, who always rents 13 going on 30 every Friday, is into the same things he is.

Universe Eleven *Newness*

Being new parents isn’t easy, but there is no one else Paul would rather be doing it with.

Universe Twelve *King Knight*

Thorn’s upbringing was horrible, it felt like betrayal at first, but you weren’t going to let your leader face his demons alone. Your loyalty has him questioning everything around him.

Universe Thirteen *Hot Air*

Lesley is heartbroken. After watching Summer marry Bradley, he didn’t think he could love again. You proved him wrong.

Universe Fourteen *Rumple Buttercup*

You were so excited for the annual Pajama-jam Cotton Candy Pancake parade and more importantly, to work up the courage to talk to the creature with green skin, five crooked teeth, and the banana peel on his head.

This is a purely a friendship blurb only!

Universe Fifteen *Actors*

On an interview with Matthew, he reveals some important information about your relationship and characters.

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[intergalactic-singer]

*{The Idol didn't even have time before her fiance placed a passionate kiss onto her lips, but she slowly leaned into it as her surprise simmered down.}* *{After Boothill let go of her lips, she got to reply back to him. She was certainly flustered now, he could tell by her voice.}* "Oh, Boothill~"

kiss starter with @intergalactic-singer (with boothill)

“Songbird~” He grabs her quickly before placing a passionate kiss on her lips dipping her down as he does so

[intergalactic-singer]

Boothill grabs Robin’s waist gently looking down at her lifting her chin gently “Robin m-may I?” He gently pressed his lips against hers be as gently as possible

"I.." *{Robin didn't have time to think as he gently pressed his lips against hers. Yet, she didn't.. object to this. Not at all. Better yet, she could say she liked it..}* *{After a few seconds, she pulled back from is kiss.}* "...You didn't let me finish, silly~" *{She giggled.}* "But, I would've agreed anyway~"

[californiaboytoybilly]

Eye Candy - pt one

Steve and Robin move to a big city on the coast after Robin graduates from her college classes with a degree in the arts.

It’s an impulsive decision, like many of theirs are. The kids are leaving for college, they’ve been fired from their jobs- Steve publicly chewed out a customer who made a gross comment about Robin’s chest- and neither of them particularly want to keep staying in their childhood homes still in their early twenties.

So they pick a city, cram their combined belongings into a car, and spend the better part of a few days slowly driving across country.

It takes a while because Steve insists on stopping at multiple cheesy landmarks on the way, much to Robin’s theatric dismay.

But they get there and they settle in and they… love it. They find an industrial style apartment that they can see the water from- over a handful of other brick buildings, anyway- and get new jobs at a musical diner. Turns out they can both sing, and Steve looks great in his tiny red shorts and rollerblades.

They spend their mornings arguing over what shape is superior to cook batter in (Robin is team waffle, Steve is team pancake) and giggling over the celebrity gossip section like teen girls. More often than not, they end up crashing in Robin’s bed at night even though they have separate bedrooms. It’s wonderful.

But one night, they are so incredibly bored.

They get all dressed up just to pass the time, doing little model walks out to the living room, striking poses, taking goofy pictures to cover the walls in. The outfits turn out honestly kind of great and it feels like a waste not to go anywhere. So they do.

The original plan was to go to this queer club they found in their first week here, the entrance to which was. hidden inside the dry storage room of an Italian restaurant. However, they take a detour through the rich neighborhoods to ogle the stupidly big houses they couldn’t afford even with twenty pooled years of diner salary, making fun of the absurdly shaped topiaries and obnoxiously shiny cars that made Steve’s look like a junk heap.

That’s when they get a reckless idea.

One of the houses a little separate from the others is a mansion with music thrumming from inside and flashing colourful lights, with a guard dressed in all black standing at the front door.

��Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

They blurted at the same time, slowing the car to a stop.

Minutes later, Steve strolled down the long, perfectly even paving stones set into the emerald lawn with an updated, adult version of his signature King Steve ‘I belong everywhere I show up’ face.

He was dressed in a loose silk shirt and dark wash jeans, hazel eyes rimmed in kohl and hair artfully messed on top of his head. Robin had caved into his suggestions earlier, dressed in an eggshell bustier- that she kept awkwardly adjusting where it dug into her side- and black slacks with gold buttons up the legs.

They don’t look underdressed for the place, at least.

Steve gets stopped by the guard almost immediately and asked for his name, and Robin starts to sweat. She’s ready to apologize and say they must have accidentally come to the wrong place.

But Steve just scoffs, hand on his hip, with a righteously offended look on his face. “Excuse me?” He asks, tone dripping false condescension. “Are you seriously asking who I am?”

The guard looks nervous, immediately shuffling with his papers presumably carrying the guest list. A vein throbs in his temple and he flits his gaze between Robin and Steve in their dressy clothes and the door behind him.

What kind of people were at this party that the guard was that nervous about not recognizing someone?

The guard glances subtly at the list again and Robin can see there are only two names not checked off the list.

“No, sir. Of course I recognize you…” The guard trails awkwardly as he lies, “trick of the light, couldn’t see your face before. Come on in, my apologies.”

He checks off both names on the list, without asking again.

That worked?

Robin gave Steve a baffled side eye as they entered the house, to which he simply shrugged.

“My mother always said to pretend I belonged anywhere I went with conviction. She said people would wittle out a spare chair for me with a spoon rather than admit they don’t know why I’m there.”

Robin snorted. “Rich people.”

Steve just barely resisted the urge to elbow her in the ribs. “At least if I was still rich, we wouldn’t have wrestled over the last banana this morning.”

But then he paused, eyes taking in the other scattered guests.

“Hey uh… is it just me or is everyone here-“

“Insanely hot?” Robin finished his sentence, sticking close to his side as she looked around. “Steve where the hell are we?”

Steve didn’t have an answer for her, scanning the crowd of ridiculously attractive people in expensive outfits, mingling and dancing to the music playing from a speaker he couldn’t find in the massive, open concept first floor.

He didn’t get long to try and figure it out, however.

A low, faintly amused voice chimed in from a few feet away. “That’s the question, isn’t it?” The mystery person answered Robin’s query as Steve spun to face them, pulse spiking.

“I certainly would remember a face like that, especially since I made the guest list. So my return question is… how did you get into my house?”

[thatrando13]

long time no talk! how are you??

Hullo hullo!

Doing good! Although I'm a little bit tired lol

How are you?

-> Atlas

Good! Bit tired but overall good :))

How are you doing??

-> Frieda

[vinelark]

what r some fics that shaped your psyche? you have so many good recs im currently rereading the to an athlete dying young series

hello! you sent me this ask ages ago and i've been meaning to get to it ever since. (it took me so long to answer that i'm sure you've reread to an athlete dying young by @sonosvegliato many times over by now but hell yeah, what a good one.)

these are a few fics--dc and beyond--that have been in my "in case of emergency" epub folder (aka fics i want to have on hand immediately to reread on bad days, or good days, or even average days) for a few years now. so here is an extremely incomplete list of fics that have shaped my psyche!

for dc specifically--if i tried to list all of them i would just end up repeating my whole fic rec tag, so these are just a few of the ones i read when i was getting into this fandom that stayed with me/made me want to seek out more for these characters:

📸 surveillance series by @smilebackwards

this series located the tim drake center of my brain and lit it up like the vegas strip.

🎒 like a hinge, like a wing by @bonesbuckleup

one of my go-to rereads for pangs; chapter one is a masterclass in tension. also, one of my favorite pre-robin tim pov fics of all time.

💻 nominal by @unpretty

"you don't get it, batman is a comedy" --conversation i've had with multiple people using this fic as my thesis statement.

🌃 the jingle jangle morning by @audreycritter

the moment somebody in my vicinity says "i love dick grayson" i'm on their doorstep with this fic url.

🚉 a meditation on railroading by @eggmacguffin

there's a moment in this fic known among my friends as "baby wipes jason" and it has successfully converted no less than three people to the fandom.

and then for non-dc fic:

🌌 atlas by @megafaunatic (mdzs & tgcf)

did i read this before i had a single clue who the characters were? yes. did i return to it once i did and lose my mind a little? yes. lore etymologyplayground writes that “so so so in love and pining so hard the lines between us are blurring and we haven’t made a move yet but it’s inevitable” flavor with such a deft hand; it is in fact called the lorezone. if any friends-to-lovers pining i write can achieve even 50% of a lorezone i will have done my job.

🪿 If they caught you by @feyburner (tgcf)

i go back to this when i think about setup and payoff, when i think about subtle misdirects, when i think about the monumental task of creating whole compelling new characters in 6k words.

🧪 away childish things by lettered (hp)

one of the best de-aging trope stories i've ever read; i think of this when i want to take a trope to its maximum potential and then go: no wait, there's even more.

(another fav de-aging fic is grow by @cafecliche; shorter plot but no less pangs 🌱)

🏡 in defiance of all geometry by @idiopath-fic-smile (les mis)

a fic that's a perfect reread when i need something cozy and full of character, and a perfect touchstone when i'm pondering something where the world may not hang in the balance but the stakes still matter.

📔 The Absolutely True Story of the Yiling Patriarch: A Manifesto in Many Parts by aubreyli (cql/mdzs)

paragon of metahumor, basically. i think of this when i want to write something that's funny in both text and form.

🍚 and his wanting grows teeth by @yuebings (cql/mdzs)

masterclass in pangy backstory reveal; the way the first scene loops back around to punch you in the gut long after you've forgotten it will forever be seared into my brain.

also, most answers on this list fit the bill!

(apologies again that this answer is so belated; it took me ages to write up partially because i kept stopping to reread these fics every time i tried.)

[fcthots]

Not to make the 'Gus taking a bath' post even more cracky but to make it more cracky but if it's Gotham, the neighbors may not believe it that the cops actually tried to find out, so try to flag down Batman or another Bat vigilante to check in. Jason hates this more. Especially if it's Robin and he makes a remark about losing to -an obviously superior being- a cat.

❄️/🌌 anon (only adding both until I know what I am in your list lol)

DJFHDJHVB ANSWERED THIS AS SOON AS I SAW IT BC IT'S SO FUNNY

Robin is just patrolling on the rooftops, making sure everything's ok when he sees someone flagging him down from below.

He extends his grapple to land safely. "You really try to avoid walking the streets of Gotham alone at this hour. Is there anything you require immediate assistance with or are you looking to be escorted home?"

"I need your help. My neighbor is being abused!"

"By whom? A partner?"

"Yes! Hurry; you have to stop it!" The lady runs off and Robin follows her, preparing himself for a fight. Those who abuse their partners are some of the worst scum on the planet, and Damian feels the need to save the innocent.

He recognizes their location, just outside of crime alley. And even weirder, he recognizes the apartment building. He's spent several nights there. How could Todd's incompetence stop him from noticing such a situation in his own building?

Damian begins getting even more suspicious when the elevator hits the penthouse floor. There's no way this could have been overlooked. Eventually the woman leads him to a door he knows all too well. Damian sighs.

"Thank you, ma'am. Please go back into your apartment for your safety.”

A doubtful look crosses her face. "Can't you hear the yelling? No one believes me. He'll try to deny it, but that's what they all do! I know what I hear!"

"I will investigate it. Please return to your apartment." The woman goes back into her apartment and Damian knows she's got her ear to the door.

"-tt-"

He knocks on the door, hearing the following the sounds of several things falling to the ground and a yelp, not helping your case.

You open the door. "Oh, hey! We were just trying to bathe Gus. What are you here for?"

Damian points to the wall and then at his ear, signifying that someone is listening in. "Are you being abused?" He watches the dots connect in your head.

"No. I am not being abused. Thank you for checking on me."

"I'm afraid I must speak to your partner."

"This way," you turn your head and lead Damian down the hall. "JAY, ROBIN'S HERE."

"WHY?"

Finally you lead him into the bathroom and he sees Jason covered in cat scratches. "You just repeatedly have to make my life more difficult, Todd? I don’t even know how I'm supposed to defend you to that woman. Your wounds from your, clearly superior, opponent look like defensive wounds."

Jason hangs his head and lets it hit the bathtub. "Just tell her you you didn’t see any evidence, but you'll keep looking into it."

You finally pipe up again. "So, while you're here, can you guard the bathroom door while I go grab a towel?"