#I wanna be yours

[kindinb00]

[glitterycoke]

[lesbiamo]

idk how to be normal about this i need a lobotomy

[llovemeplease]

In 20 years I'll twitch hearing the word lolita

[lacedcandy]

She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me

And suddenly the sky is a scissor

Sitting on the floor with a tambourine

Crushing up a bundle of love

Don't take it so personally

You're not the only one

That time has got it in for, honey

That's where you're wrong

[adoreeenina]

🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

[cherrybby0923]

[k-arina1-3]

Andrew Minyard, certified simp, so listens to I Wanna be Yours and thinks about Neil.

Like you can't tell me this wasn't playing in the background during the "Doesn't mean I wouldn'tblow you" scene.

[alivein2014]

Been feeling kinda

[kindinb00]

[xoxo-sarah]

I Wanna Be Yours || Part 16

Part 15 | Series Masterlist

↝a/n: The final part is here! Let me know if y'all wanna drabbles on these two. 🩷

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Wheeler!reader

↝ Warning: not proofread, possible spoilers, cannon events, angst that ends in fluff, Eddie's canon death, sad Dustin, Vecna, the aftermath of everything, getting caught, supportive Karen because I said so

↝⎙ 9.18.24

Your body dropped with a thud. You began coughing, clawing at your sore throat. The tentacles slithered away.

Eyes finally focusing, you looked up, at Nancy, at Steve, at Robin.

“I don't believe in a higher power,” Robin croaked, her throat sore as well, “- or divine intervention. But that was a miracle.”

Nancy stood, turning around, “I think we better not waste it.” She cocked her gun. You grabbed the hatchet that fell out of your grasp, gripping it with infuriated intention.

“Phase four.” Steve quipped, “Flambé.”

You brought the lighter to the cloth hanging out of the top of the bottle of kerosene, watching as Steve threw it.

Vecna screamed, catching on fire. He withered, falling down from the web of tentacles and vines he had been held up by. He looked up, right at the four of you. You could hear his flesh sizzle.

You lit up another bottle, still staring at him. You threw it.

He staggered back.

Nancy walked forward, gun up and ready to shoot.

Shells clanked against the wooden floor.

Bullet after bullet were shot at Vecna. One final shot had him staggering back, out of the window, letting out a howl of anger.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You ran down the creaky stairs, watching where you were stepping, and out of the front door. “Fuck!” Your voice echoed.

Vecna was nowhere to be seen. Where he had fallen, there was scorched ground and little spots of fire. “Goddamn it.” You ran your palms down your face in frustration.

A clock chimed from inside the house.

Four chimes.

“Four chimes,” Nancy whispered, “Max.”

The ground rumbled again. You let your body fall, too exhausted physically and emotionally to fight against it. The ground divided, admitting a bright red.

-Two days later-

Survivor's guilt ate at you. But people made it better. Robin made it better. She distracted you from the gnawing feeling of obligation. You felt obligated to bring Max flowers ever other day. You felt obligated to take your childhood toys and clothes to help with people who had been impacted by the earthquake in Hawkins. You felt obligated to let Eddie rest in peace as much as you could. There's only so much you can do when everyone is making him out to be evil.

Robin helped distract you, as you tried to do the same.

-flashback-

You stumbled back toward the trailer park, mind elsewhere. You stopped your movement when you saw Dustin.

He sat in front of Eddie's trailer, knees held up to his chest, body shaking. “Dustin?” You walked faster, dropping the hatched beside him. He flinched when you touched his shoulder.

“Dustin-hey. Wh-where's Eddie?” Steve came up behind you, kneeling in front of the boy.

Dustin sobbed harder, hiding his face deeper into his knees. Your bottom lip wobbled, eyes burning.

Eddie was gone. Max was gone.

-----

“How long?”

“Hm?” You hummed, fingers slowly dragging against her stomach.

She shivered before continuing, “How long have you liked me?”

“An embarrassingly long time.” You huffed.

She smiled at your words, beginning to play with your hair.

“Around Sophomore year.”

“Oh, god.” Her hand dropped your hair, moving to cover her face. “That was my worst year. Why that year?!”

You sat up, looking at her from a better angle, you couldn't help but find her embarrassment so amusing. “You were adorable. Stop it.” You moved her hands away from her face, seeing her whole face beat red.

She sighed, “I was struggling that year.”

“I think we all were.” You chuckled, playing with the elastic bottom of her bra. The fashion trends weren't the best that year-for anyone.

“I used to wear these long socks-Oh my God! They never matched. I'd show them off like I was making a fashion statement.”

“Yeah, they were pretty bad.” You smiled as she slung her head back into the pillow. They were indeed pretty bad. But you weren't focusing on her socks that year. You were focusing on your new feelings.

“How could you ever find that cute?”

“I could hear you across the room when you'd talk to your friends. You would get so excited when something you enjoyed came up in the conversation. It was adorable.” You smiled fondly at the memory.

Robin wore a small smile on her own face, reminiscing on sophomore year-not her horrific choices in clothing- but the good memories with her friends.

She had seen you too. In the halls, in classrooms. Everywhere.

She tried not to think of you, keeping school on her mind. But you always seemed to slither into her thoughts. She eventually became shy around you, which was unlike her. She was usually outgoing, at least in classes where she had her friends to talk to.

Then, she started working at the mall with Steve, and you would come in a lot. You had gotten closer with both of them that year, despite the tension between Steve and your sister. Steve had made it his mission to make you understand that he had changed from “King Steve”. It took a lot of convincing on his part, and a lot of free ice-cream. Nancy eventually got over it, so you did too. Steve had changed, all of you had.

Robin ducked her head, kissing beside your lips. She stayed there for a moment, basking in you, before she smiled.

It felt good to feel her smile against you.

After everything you've been through these last few days, you would do anything to have her smiling against you for the rest of your lives.

“Y/n-”

Before you could move, the door was open and someone stood in the frame, frozen. You jumped apart from each other, Robin moving to cover her bra-clad upper half.

“Mrs. Wheeler-” Robin tried to explain, not really knowing what to say to make the situation better.

“I made breakfast,” Your mom said after an awkward moment of silence, and smiled at you, then, turned to the blushing mess of a girl. “I hope you can join us.”

As soon as she closed the door, Robin fell back on the bed, huffing and using the sheet to cover her face now. “What was that?!” She croaked. Her face hadn't lost any of its pink hue. If anything, it became darker, spreading to her ears and down her neck.

You grinned, pulling the sheet away from her face, "At least you don't have to jump out of the window now. And you get food."

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[musicandotherstuff]

johncooperclarke: I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours ❤

[adoreeenina]

I Wanna Be Yours

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝔀𝓸

~~~ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪.

Relationships: Recom! Miles Quaritch x Sully! Reader x Recom! Lyle Wainfleet

(Reader has Heterochromia iridum)

Warning: Polyamorous relationship. Angst. Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. Falling in love. Redemption arc. Canon deaths (but not really). Romance. Smut. Jealousy. Threesome. Anal(both F & M receiving). Mention of suicide, self harm, depression, anxiety. PTSD. Feelings being revealed. Jake and Neytiri not being good parents to reader. Reader being a motherly figure to Spider.

(💙🦋NOT ON A SCHEDULE! DEALING WITH LIFE💙🦋)

-I Wanna Be Yours Playlist-

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

TBC

~Incorrect Quotes~

#1 #2 #3

[cherrybby0923]

so scary lmao