#i’m writing a robin one atm

[mysterycitrus]

Quick question about how you decide what comics to care about? When it comes to characterization?

I know there’s comics that are generally considered ooc and no one really incorporates them into their characterizations. (Eg: I skimmed All Star Batman and Robin for fun. I now understand why people call him Crazy Steve, and I’m obviously not going to be taking this particular iteration of Batman and Robin into account when characterizing them.) But other than these really obvious instances, how do you deal with it? Like, I know fans of pre-N52 comics avoided a lot of stuff during that time? But now that we’re in Rebirth? I know that characterization in comic fandoms is always a bit thorny because of comic books as a medium, with all those different writers, timeline resets, etc… But you seem to have a really good handle on that, cause whenever I read any of your stuff and then read a comic, I’m usually like, yeah, same person here. Which I think is a feat! So, do you sort on vibes? Writers? Another metric? Case by case? TLDR: How do you deal when a character canonically says/does something that makes you go, “he would not fucking say that?”

Love your blog! And your writing!!!! Thank you!!!!!

ahh, crazy steve. what a guy (derogatory)

hmmmmmm for me personally if im writing a character i generally identify a “core” comic, regardless of retcons or conflicting characterisation, and then go off that. im reading a lot of bart allen atm so i focused on mark waid and todd dezago and completely ignored everything geoff johns has done with the character. for dick, scott snyder and judd winick are kinda the benchpoint for me, and then i kinda pick and choose (from wolfman, dixon, higgins, etc) what i think fits with that character. jason is easy cause he’s only had two comics worth anyone’s time. weirdly, some of roys best comics are written by devin grayson. so on and so forth.

wrt “he wouldn’t fucking say that” disease of which i am a chronic sufferer, I look back on dick (as an example) and his legacy characterisation, and whether or not it would make sense. not all legacy characterisation is good, mind!! but it’s generally easier to get a good benchmark if u go off a period when writers weren’t terminally on twitter. a lot of it is case by case, and i just map that in my brain

idk like SO much of it is just vibes and trying to create some internal consistency. like u said — there is so much conflicting characterisation and plotting and events that it can be very difficult so u just kinda have to trust ur own intuition. when i first posted persephone and got positive feedback for how i wrote dick I was kinda surprised — cause how i write him tends to clash with his popular depiction in both fandom and many modern comics. ig my real advice if ur writing (or reading) about these characters is to not fear complexity, and be conscious of exactly how racist most comic writers are.

[stvharrngton]

Hi! Can I request something with either Steve, Eddie or Billy. Something sweet based on the song ”I’m not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance with you.” Like maybe reader is friends with one of the boys (and he has a crush on her but she doesn’t know) and then she gets asked out by someone else and asks for advice or somwthing but he gets upset about thw thought of her with someone else and at last confesses and happy ending, you can do with it what ever you like if you decide to write it! Hope you do cause i love to read your stuff! Thank you!

hey anon, i only write for our boy stevie atm so i chose him! i hope that’s okay 🥺 anyway here it is i hope you enjoy 💞

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: none really, cursing, a little angsty, best friends to lovers

The bell above the door of Family Video chimed as you walked into the store. Robin and Steve were both stood behind the counter, barely acknowledging the sound until you skipped up towards them, a beaming smile on your face.

“Oh, hey!” Robin greeted, taking her eyes off the computer screen for a second, “What’s got you smiling like that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing..” you grinned, leaning over the counter now, “just Ryan asked me on a date, is all.”

Steve prayed he didn’t hear you right, trying his best to pay as little attention as possible to the conversation. He really wasn’t in the mood to hear you fawn over Ryan. The boy thought it was torture, hearing any mention of you and the dumb college boy, especially as Steve was head over heels for you himself.

He could only scowl at your happiness, meeting Robin’s enthusiasm with a glare. The younger girl frowned at him, nudging him with her elbow.

“Did you hear that, Stevie?” She asked, a knowing grimace painting her features, heart a little sympathetic for the boy, “She’s gone and got herself a date with Ryan, isn’t that great?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, eyes never reaching your gaze, continuing to flick through the magazine on the desk, “that’s… it’s great! Just great.” His shoulders shrugged as he stood up straight, “I’m made up for you. Really, I am.” Voice a little sad, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.

You watched him carefully as he made his way out from behind the counter and towards the back office, away from you and Robin. You shared a confused look with Robin, waiting until you heard the door shut behind him.

“What was that all about?” you asked, “That was weird, right?”

Robin stammered for the right response, so not to invalidate your feelings because yeah, Steve’s reaction was weird, to you. To you who was totally oblivious to Steve’s feelings towards you. But also not blab about Steve’s secret.

“I’m, uh—“ she chuckled nervously, fingers scratching her head, “yeah, I mean that was a little weird,” shoulders shrugging, “but that’s just… Steve, right? You know how he is. I’m sure he’s fine.”

“Right…” you dragged out, unsure whether to believe her or not. You shrugged it off but still couldn’t get the look on Steve’s face out of your head.

~

Your date with Ryan was coming up in a couple days and it was safe to say you were nervous. You liked the boy a lot, always having a crush on him in high school. He was a couple years older than you and, of course, never paid you the slight bit of attention whilst you were in school together.

You ran into him again a month or so ago, walking straight into him in the middle of the movie theatre, spilling his large Coke down your shirt. He apologised profusely, insisting that he take you out to lunch to make it up to you.

You hung out a couple more times before he asked you on a date and you were crushing hard. You thought the boy was handsome, the right amount of charm and confidence.

Steve insisted he was a bad apple, that he was no good for you. Trying his best to convince you that someone who wouldn’t pay you the time of day a few years ago certainly didn’t deserve your attention now you were a little more grown.

You would always roll your eyes, of course. Mind always foggy with infatuation and always wanting to see the good in people, insisting that high school was, well, bullshit.

But you wanted this to go well and so you needed some advice. You had no idea what the date would entail, Ryan insisting it would be a surprise. You wanted to make sure you were ready for anything.

So you sauntered your way into Family Video again, fingers dinging the bell on the counter.

“One second!” you heard Steve call out from the back.

You tapped your freshly manicured nails on the hard wooden counter as you waited for the boy. Steve was your best friend, and despite his weird mood the other day you needed his help.

“Welcome to Family Video, how can I— oh!” Steve exclaimed, “Hey, what brings you here on this fine evening?”

Chucking at his lighthearted reaction, you leaned over the counter on your elbows, giving Steve your prettiest pout. Your eyelashes flattering up at the boy.

“I… need your help, Steve. Need some advice.”

He quirked his eyebrows at you, leaning his head to the side slightly, “Oh yeah? And what exactly can I do for you, sweetheart?”

“It’s about my date with Ryan,” you started, shifting on your feet, not meeting Steve’s gaze, “I jus’ feel like I have no idea what I’m doing. Like, what if he wants to go dancing or—“

“I’ll stop you there,” he said with a sigh, “he is not going to take you dancing. The guy’s got two left feet! Didn’t you see him at Tina’s party a few years ago?”

“Steve,” you whined, “I’m being serious!”

“And so am I,” the boy shrugged, rolling his eyes, “I don’t even know why you’re bothering with college boy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You scoffed at Steve, arms folding over your chest in annoyance, “Why do you have such a problem with me hanging out with Ryan?”

“What?” Steve gawped, “I don’t have a problem.”

“Oh, come on, Steve,” it was your turn to roll your eyes now, “you always have that grumpy look on your face whenever I mention him! And you were acting so strange when I said he asked me out.”

Steve’s heart was thumping against his chest, teeth gnawing at his lip. The heat was rising up his neck, not sure he was liking where this conversation was heading. He watched as your tone turned accusatory, your usual soft features turning hard in irritation.

“I wasn’t acting strange.” was the only response Steve could give.

“Sure,” you jeered, “whatever, Steve.” Spinning on your heel towards the door, turning to leave.

“Fuck,” Steve grumbled under his breath, “are you really gonna make me say it?”

“Say what?” you asked, narrowing your eyes at the boy.

He sighed, stepping out from behind the counter to walk after you. He took your hand in his much larger one, thumb rubbing over your skin. Steve’s eyes locked on where your fingers were laced together.

“You are— shit, how do I say this,” he winced at his stumbling voice, “you are the girl that I’ve been dreaming of ever since I was a kid.”

“Steve,” you whispered, voice quieter, features softening at his confession.

“Let me finish, please, sweetheart?” You nodded in response, heart swelling in your chest.

The boy smiled softly at you, his fingers tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, “I don’t like you hanging out with Ryan because you’re too good for him. You deserve someone who knows you inside out, someone who’s always gonna go that extra mile for you,” he paused, giving your hand a squeeze, grinning before he said, “you deserve someone who knows how to dance with you.”

You giggled, a smile pinching at your cheeks, shaking your head at his words.

You had no idea. Really, you had no clue at all. Steve was your best friend. Sure, you had toyed with the idea of being with him. What it would be like to wake up in his arms, what it would feel like for him to call you baby. To rake your hands through his mussed hair as he laid his head in your lap. You failed to pick up on any signs though, and so you shut down your imagination.

“And who’s that, Steve?” you asked teasingly, head lolling to the side in a taunt.

Steve chuckled as he leaned in a bit closer, breath fanning over your cheeks. A pretty pink flush spread across his cheeks, decorating the moles and freckles, “I think you know the answer to that.” was all he said.

You nodded, gazing up into his warm brown eyes. They were bright and inviting, glimmering with sincerity, “Why didn’t you say anything?

He shrugged, “I just couldn’t, had to bite my tongue every time and prayed that you would somehow catch on.”

“You’re an idiot, Steve Harrington.”

“Sure am,” he chuckled, nodding in agreement with you. His warm palm cupped your cheek now, the rough pad of his thumb stroking over the flushed skin, “now can I kiss you?”

You leaned into his palm, enjoying the way his touch made you feel. How your skin lit up with excitement, heart thumping against your chest at the possibility of having something with your best friend.

“What’re you waiting for, Steve?”

The boy didn’t need to be told twice, both hands holding your face so delicately. Steve leaned into you as your eyes fluttered closed, his lips brushing against yours in a sweet kiss.

The kiss was soft, his pretty pink lips moving against yours so gently, as if you would break if he kissed you any harder. Your knees wobbled as your legs turned to jelly, fully melting into Steve’s kiss. Your arms snaking around his neck, your fingers brushing at the hair at the nape of his neck.

Steve sighed contently into your mouth, a noise that had you both smiling against one another. He broke the kiss for a second, forehead resting against your own. The tip of his nose came to brush along the slope of yours before he pecked your lips again.

“So, is he better than me?”

You rolled your eyes, swatting at the boy’s chest playfully, a smug smirk tugging at your kiss bitten lips.

“No, Steve.”

You pulled him back down to you again, fisting the thin green work vest he wore. Lips crashing against Steve’s, wondering why you couldn’t see what was right in front of you this whole time.

[fahye]

hello fahye!!!

i’ve recently become rather obsessed with the last binding like i’ve been telling everyone i know to read it (i like to think i’m your number 1 promoter atm) i just love your series so much and i think it deserves all the praise in the world because it just encompasses queer joy and is exactly what i’ve been looking for in a book trilogy for the longest time

I just was curious about 2 things:

1. is the scene where mrs navenby possesses maud in a restless truth inspired by the scene in good omens where aziraphale possesses madame tracy because it reminded me a lot of that scene when i was reading it

2. if you can remember i’m very curious as to the exact william morris works featured in a marvellous light because i love that you included all the little references to art they make my little art historian brain feel very happy (i feel like you’d be happy to know that since reading a marvellous light i found myself a little william morris zip up pouch that i carry my e-reader around in)

anyway thank you sm i absolutely adore your books and i cannot wait to read a power unbound i don’t know how i’m gonna survive until november 😭

hello! thank you!

I won't say that it was a direct and deliberate homage, but certainly that scene is one of the main references in my mental lexicon when I think about a semi-cooperative possession of one being by another. good omens was such a favourite of mine for such a long time; I'm sure its fingers of influence are all through the things I write!

oh gosh. it's been some time but I think these are the main ones described or referenced:

maud's room in penhallick has strawberry thief wallpaper, and edwin and robin stay in rooms papered in the willow-bough design. I think the blackthorn design is the one I described for the main parlour; if not, it was one very similar, because I remember the small white flowers.

[hbyrde36]

WIP Weekend! Wednesday

Thank you @dreamwatch for the tag, 💜 i love these! I got busy for a day or two so it's wip wednesday now 😆

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PSE aka sad eddie

the it was all just a dnd campaign au

Anita Blake - Guilty Pleasures but its steddie

unnamed spicy six summer challenge one-shot

I have been working on Chapter 8 of Caught in the Undertow (sad eddie) non-stop for DAYS, and it's finally about done, so here's another bit of that.

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“I’m losing my mind, Robin!” Steve groans, slumping in his seat on the other side of the booth.

He hadn’t wanted to leave Eddie after their talk this morning, worried that he would change his mind and move-out while Steve was gone. He knew it was a little irrational and did his best to let the thought go. It’s not as if he had a choice, canceling on Robin was not an option. Besides, he really needed to vent to her about what’s been going on. 

“That's a little dramatic.”

He cuts her a hard glare. Their server chooses that moment to finally come over, and he has to fumble his way through ordering lunch and wait for her to walk away before he can respond. It’s torturous.

“I'm serious!” Steve hisses. “How am I supposed to get over my stupid feelings for him when he keeps acting this way? He’s always finding excuses to be close, to touch, and the cuddling, my god the cuddling! ”

no pressure tags (i also don't have time atm to check so if anyones already tagged elsewhere i'm sorry!!) @steddiecameraroll @manda-panda-monium @penny00dreadful @tshireisonfire @every-aj-needs-an-angel @imfinereallyy

[rubberduckrobin]

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Hello person of Tumblr,  Σ(°ロ°)

I have been an AO3 author since 2022 and started here in September 2023. My ultimate goal is to make people happy, laugh, cry, and find comfort and possibly even beauty in my writing. 

This is a multi-fandom fanfiction page, but I also reblog things too, so it may seem a bit crowded…that’s why I have a (Tumblr) Masterlist and I’m also going to sort out a tag system soon.  

Here's my AO3: Abirdthatwrites_Robin

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★ I’ve recently been working on writing from the perspective of the focusing character (as seen in my OM! Simeon fic - Dreams of the future) and I might also write more ship fics.

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Obey Me! (Original and NB)

Genshin Impact

Stardew Valley

Toilet-Bound Hanako-Kun

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[felinemotif]

21, 22, 23, 24 for Jay 😘

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i have actually scrapped every jason wip i’ve had lol. i can’t get his tone right. maybe one day after i’ve read through more of his source material.

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to this character? Something you don't like?

smth that i enjoy:

when writers remember that jason isn’t all brute strength. he’s a solid fighter, of course, but jason’s always been a thinker. he plans obsessively. his backups have backups. i enjoy fics that take the time to explore how smart he is beyond « ooo he’s a lit nerd » because there’s far more to it than that.

smth that i loathe:

it really upsets me when people write latino jason without actually talking to a latine person or doing any research. please don’t just throw google translate spanish in your fic and call it a day. that’s not ‘latino jason’ it’s lazy and offensive. also i’ve noticed that often writers won’t even bother checking to make sure they’re sticking to the culture they’re trying to portray. there was this one latino jason fic i started to read where they were supposedly writing him as a mexican, but most of the traditions they were actually drawing insp from were from venezuelan culture. so in short ig my issue is that ppl don’t do their research.

when ppl do this, as a latina, it just comes across like they’re making him part of x culture bc it’s like. exotic to them or something. write what you want, but don’t be a dick when you’re portraying someone’s culture.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

for fanart i’m especially fond of this piece done by @/twalxx

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

this is a hard one to answer. i feel like jason is so unique and raw in his characteristics that it can be difficult to compare him to any one character. he’s got depth, that’s for sure.

hesitantly suggesting dr stone’s kohaku for robin!jason. she’s hard working and willing to do what it takes to protect the people she loves/has taken under her care, often times risking her own life to do so.

buttt she can also be exceedingly cautious and is seen threatening the lives of the people she doesn’t trust.

kohaku is a heavy hitter but it takes a lot of pressure to truly make her blind with rage; majority of the time, she thinks about what she says and does, even in battle.

not 100% on this character comparison, for the reasons i stated initially, but it’s the closest similarity i can think of atm.

[shares-a-vest]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @ghost--enthusiast Thanks Jam 💖 I saved this for Wednesday so I could recover a bit from my springfic 😂

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

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MY WIPS:

(I swear I actually do use maximum capitalisation and title my docs fully - it's the only way I can at least attempt to organise myself - their contents is another story! lmao)

A Hamburger to Love

Peanut and Buttercup: Matchmaking Kittens

Spring Fic Extensions

Steddie AU

Will You Be My Boyfriend?

Snippet: From 'A Hamburger to Love':

“Nope! Absolutely not!”

Robin flaps the sheet of paper about as she protests, her blunt nails digging into the paper as she does a full turn to look around the store.

“That’s what Keith said,” Steve sighs, repeating the same defence he has given at least twenty times since he first handed her Keith’s summer vacation instructions for Family Video.

She stops spinning and glares. Steve folds his arms with a decided huff as if that will protect him from her complaints.

“Are you sure Keith wrote this?” Robin flaps the paper again, this time in his face.

He snatches it off her, which only crinkles it further.

This poor sheet of paper will be dust by the time Keith gets back. It was already bent to the shape of Keith’s grip on its sides, a little cola stain on the bottom.

“Mhmm,” he hums, smirking, “And you have to do as I say, considering I’m the Manager and all.”

Robin grumbles. He figures he’ll only get to use this line a couple of times before it wears out completely, but using it to sway Robin into helping with the, admittedly, most monumental task is an appropriate enough excuse.

“Temp Manager,” Robin clarifies, flicking his newly-bestowed managerial badge on her way to the computer.

Steve licks his thumb and rubs at the badge. Sue him, he’s oddly chuffed about it. Even if the way he was given it was less than ideal - standing in the middle of the Comedy-Romance aisle, with Keith ceremoniously bowing down before him, holding the Manager’s pin sky-high while Eddie looked on, sickering unhelpfully as he loitered around the store with the excuse he was bringing Steve some candy. 

“The good kind,” he had clarified, making a face at the over-prized cardboard box of sickly-sweet candies displayed front and centre at the counter.

The elation of a promotion, even if it is only temporary, was short-lived though, as Keith threatened Eddie once again with store banishment, accusing him of stealing the infamous cut-out poster of Pheobe Cates.

(This is the only part of that doc atm that is mildly coherent. And even then I don't like this and will probably change it! Ugh, I want to get it done for Steddie Week - hence the title - but I'm like, does anyone want just a bunch of Family Video-set minutia while Steve figures out he's in love with Eddie???)

Tagging: Anyone who would like to do this!!! Just say I tagged ya ;)

[martianbugsbunny]

OUAT Thoughts Pt.45--Episodes 3-4

I have watched through S5E4; spoilers DNI. Also, spoiler warning for anyone further behind than I am.

—Regina looks great in red. And all the ladies look great in the off-the-shoulder, wide neckline kinda deal. Especially Belle. She has an elegant neck.

—It’s fun that Charming gets to be a Knight of the Round Table. I mean, it’s not quite the prize it might be, but it’s still fun. I can’t quite decide where I stand, though; on one hand, Snow is right to be a bit suspicious of how quickly he’s fallen in with Arthur—on the other hand, wanting something in addition to family is fine. To be honest, I’m not sure I would believe anyone who said they were entirely fulfilled by their family alone, because humans are multi-dimensional creatures and we’re not meant to only focus ourselves on one facet of life.

—My dudes, this is a genius take on Camelot. On the outside it looks all shiny and perfect, but on the inside it’s just weak and fake and hollow. And Arthur being a badguy? That’s a take I never would’ve expected to see coming.

—Every time Zelena says ‘dearie’ I want to punch her in the nose. I’m very grateful to Regina for shutting her up. *bows down before my Queen*

—I never really thought about the symbolism of the Round Table before. It’s pretty cool. And I love how the knights have their coat of arms hung on the back of their chairs.

—The Charming coat of arms is pretty. Simple, but pretty.

—Robin legit just spent most of a day sitting in Granny’s. I mean, there’s not much else to do in Storybrooke right now, so he might as well score some food.

—Arthur can’t drive and Charming is fricking nuts. What sane person stands in the bed of a pickup truck and jousts a man off his horse using a two-by-four?

—Okay, so I’m really happy that Rumple is awake, but the fact that Emma has him is stressing me out. It’s not like he has the capacity to fight his way out of her basement right now, and anything she wants him to do can’t be good.

—But it is cool that he gets to choose between light and dark now. Historically, he hasn’t made the greatest choices, but now that he’s a blank slate he at least isn’t having his thinking warped by evil.

—It’s sad that Belle wasn’t there when he woke up. It would’ve meant a lot to both her and Rumple.

—Emma messing with Hook’s emotions makes me so mad. 1, they’re supposed to be good together, but now that she’s the Dark One they aren’t compatible atm. 2, I’m ride-or-die for Hook now, and especially with Emma being evil I’m gonna take his side.

—It’s kinda the good version of nitpicky, but the way Hook talked about his and Rumple’s first meeting was a brilliant piece of writing. His dislike for the crocodile is still evident, but he has admitted that he was the villain in that wife-stealing, life-threatening scenario, and I think that speaks well to his character. He’s not so blinded by hatred for the crocodile anymore that he refuses to see both his past villainy and the fact that Rumple used to be a decent person.

—The spooky spooky swamp was not a fun place. But the hollow armor was cool.

—I’d like to kick Merlin. He hasn’t even done anything and he’s still managing to be a pain in the ass.

—I was so relieved when it turned out that Charming and Snow were playing Arthur. If they had been lying to each other and sneaking behind each other’s backs I would’ve been crushed.

—MMkayy, so that Avalon sand is an interesting plot device. To a point. It should work for Arthur’s marriage and for Camelot because those things were both broken. But I actually don’t like that it worked on Snow and Charming. Just because they didn’t agree with Arthur doesn’t mean anything’s broken there.

—Arthur’s manipulation of Guinevere sucks. But I adore the take this show has on Lancelot and Guinevere. At the beginning of episode 4, I thought the husband overworking and ignoring the wife, leading to an affair, was a lazy cliche. But Guinevere and Lancelot are both played sympathetically; they first realize their feelings on accident, and then don’t want to act on them because they’re loyal to Arthur. Heck, Lancelot wants to leave Camelot, and Guinevere gives Arthur the chance to choose their marriage over his quest to fulfill the prophecy. They both made every effort to do the right thing, and even though they gave Arthur every chance to do the same he didn’t.

—It’s kinda interesting that the Darkness can apparently exist in squiggle form at the will of the Dark One.

—SQUEEE!!!! More Merida!…Oh, wait. Emma stole her heart. If a pretty girl isn’t the one to give it back to her, I’m not interested.

—Merida being an enemy of Arthur is a decent idea. I really hope she and Lancelot team up to orchestrate a jail break.

—Once again, it’s Robert Carlyle’s insane mastery of body language that gives Rumple his signature depth. He acts noticeably different from how he did as the Dark One, even as Mr. Gold. He’s much more similar to original, human Rumple, which is exactly how he should come across. Whether or not the audience consciously realizes it, it makes an impression, and it efficiently and neatly sets up his personality.

—Since when is Hook a horse whisperer? Has he ever even met a horse before? It’s not like those tend to frequent pirate ships. And isn’t it hard to climb a horse with a hook hand?

—As much as I dislike Arthur, I can’t help seeing a little bit of myself in him. Not in the evil bits, but in the way he basically drove himself insane trying to become what he was told he was supposed to be. Maybe Merlin could’ve just *not* and let the sword be pulled from the stone by whomever found it and was worthy, Arthur or not. Probably would’ve gone better for everyone.

[marveloustimestwo]

Hi Robin! Are you okay? Is everything fine?

Hi anon! Thank you for the concern <3 I am doing okay, just pretty stressed atm. I’m currently looking for a new job, since the one I’m at now isn’t where I want to be in life (and management has been really not helpful recently.) A lot of chores have fallen onto me as well, so I’m just super busy, and not really in a good place to write. Hopefully I’ll hear back in the next few days and things will go back to normal.

[xokohaneazusawa]

Which Lyric I think the characters I write for would fit in “Good Luck, Babe!” By Chappell Roan (which is currently my favorite song atm!)

“I don’t wanna call it off, But you don’t wanna call it love”

-> These Boys/Girls aren’t necessarily not in love with you but the commitment of actually getting with one Person scares them or if they have commitment issues it might just be them trying to figure out something that they really want.

{ Blue Lock - Reo Mikage, Chigiri Hyoma, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi.

Genshin Impact - Diluc, Lisa, Eula, Keqing, Kamisato Ayato, Alhaitham, Dehya, Chiori.

Honkai: Star Rail - Dan Heng, Welt, Seele, Bronya, Blade, Aventurine, Robin.

Bungo Stray Dogs - Atsushi Nakajima, Tachihara Michizou, Nikolai Gogol, and Tecchou Suehiro.

Tears of Themis - Marius Von Hagen }

“I’m cliche, who cares, It’s a sexually explicit kind of love affair.”

-> These Boys/Girls are really just here for the sexual part of it. These characters might fall under one of two categories, 1. They just are people who don’t understand good love and only see in gaining something pleasurable from it, and 2, they don’t understand how good love can actually be and only understand the pleasure from the sexual things.

{ Blue Lock - Michael Kaiser, Eita Otoya, Shido Ryusei,

Genshin Impact - Lisa, Kaeya, Childe(Ajax/Tartaglia), Yelan, Yae Miko, Shikanoin Heizou, Kaveh(?), Wriothesley.

Honkai: Star Rail - Sampo, Kafka, Aventurine

Bungo Stray Dogs - Dazai Osamu, Mark Twain

Tears of Themis - Marius Von Hagen (?) }

“Think I’m gonna call it off, even if you call it love.”

-> Even when they finally realize how good you could be for them, you finally realize the only reason they come crawling is because of that. It’s time for you to realize what good you could be without them.

{ Blue Lock - Isagi Yoichi, Chigiri Hyoma, Nagi Seishiro, Karasu Tabito, Michael Kaiser, Alexis Ness

Genshin Impact - Rosaria, Eula, Kaeya, Childe(Ajax/Tartaglia), Beidou, Raiden Shogun, Kamisato Ayato, Faruzan, Alhaitham, Neuvillette, Furina

Honkai: Star Rail - Caelus/Stelle, Herta, Seele, Blade, Jing Yuan(?), Sunday, Gallagher

Bungo Stray Dogs - Kunikida Doppo, Ranpo Edogawa, Chuuya Nakahara, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Francis Fitzgerald, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Jouno Saigiku

Tears of Themis - Artem Wing }

“You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling”

-> When they all finally realize that through everything, you were perfect. But it’s too late, when you push somebody to their point they can either do one of two things, Break, or Grow. Luckily for you, and unluckily for them, You grew. Higher than they could ever reach.

{All of Them}

-> A/N : I know this isn't quite my regular posts and my schedule today has been all out of wack, but I wanted to try something that I never got the chance to do on my old blog and something I've been wanting to try for a while, If wanted I might try to do a Part 2, or one with a different song!<3 Any suggestions for a certain song would be awesome!!

[collectivecloseness]

I actually really love seeing your collection! I’m glad you found a plush Eddie to stay in your bed with you haha, those matching Robin and Steve ones are cute as well! I’m glad you’re happy with them!! ❤️

🥺😭 cherub this is actually the loveliest sweetest thing you could say

It just made me really happy to find this Eddie toy and that he was affordable enough I could get him. Especially with everything that’s been going on with my home recently, being able to do this has actually given me some relief because just that tiny spark is one of the only good things I’ve had recently. And I was genuinely happy for a moment and wanted to share with you guys and show you 3/4 of the fruity four lil guys, and hearing this just made me 😭❤️ like that’s so so lovely of you to say, I’m glad you like them!

Thank you for saying so and saying hi, this was really sweet and kind of you to just say. And I wanna say thank you to the couple of people who commented about my whole family home situation too, everything’s been really tough to say the least, and we’ve got a busy weekend of like packing for storage spaces and stuff atm, which is upsetting, I mean for like many reasons, but bc I was wanting to write smth for you guys too, and to distract from everything with something I genuinely love.

Anyway I’m starting to just go on a bit now, but thank you so much cherub! Honestly that is really sweet to hear 🥺💕

[maneatercore]

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

⋆ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 : frank castle, Matt murdock, steve grant, marc Spector, jake lockley, bucky barnes, peter parker, loki laufeyson, yelena, druig (eternals), namor, wanda maximoff, kate bishop

⋆ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 (𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔) : billy loomis ; Stu macher

⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 : shane walsh, daryl dixon, glenn rhee, rick grimes, maggie rhee

⋆ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫 : santiago (pope) garcia, frankie (catfish) morales

⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 : geralt; yennefer

⋆ 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 : thomas shelby

⋆ 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐬 : javier peña; steve murphy, horacio carrillo

⋆ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : steve harrington; eddie munson, robin buckley

⋆ 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 : spencer reid

⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐) : bruce wayne; selina kyle

⋆ 𝐞𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 : fezco, elliot , rue bennet, maddie perez, cassie howard, jules

⋆ 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 : aemond Targaryen & aegon Targaryen (for now)

⋆ 𝐓𝐋𝐎𝐔 : joel miller

⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧

also, the characters that are highlighted are the ones I’m most interested in atm so I’ll most likely write a request for them faster!

[milkiane]

Plzzz I beg for you to write another Eddie fic I was made for lovin was tooooo cuuute I’m dieing to read more 😭😭🤭🤭🤭

BABYYYY UR SO SWEET THANK U 🥹🥹 I’M STILL BRAINSTORMING BUT DON’T WORRY I’LL TRY TO WRITE ONE FOR ALL OF U AGAIN <333

[munsster]

Hello! :) are you taking requests atm? 🥰 I’m in love with your robin fics and I was wondering if you could maybe write one with a shy reader x robin please? Maybe with Steve in there somewhere too? only if you want of course!! 💗💗💗

and one night only

A/N: i am taking requests!!! <3 also wasn’t sure if you meant steve platonically or not so i may have gone a tad ham. alsoooo hmmmmm i don’t think i did this right, i just couldnt think up any scenarios, so if you have any specifics, i’d LOVE to redeem myself

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Shy!Reader, Steve Harrington x Fem!Shy!Reader (platonic)

Summary: Steve finds it silly how flustered you get in front of your long term crush at the carnival. 1.7k words.

Warnings: fluff, flirting, pining, just a pinch of insecurity/jealousy, the smallest little kiss

Toeing the sawdust and hands shoved into your pockets, you watch her laughing with a blonde girl who's gorgeous beyond belief drenched in the carnival's neon lights. Her blue eyeshadow, her dark lashes, her smile: the kind of beautiful you see in Seventeen. Even in unflattering green and gold, even with a plume of feathers and a brassy instrument between her fingers.

She's so gorgeous, and your heart aches for how happy Robin looks. Looks at you, actually, from across the fairground. But you turn away.

"Why the long face, babe?"

You look over your shoulder to see Steve, holding two cracked open cans of soda and frowning when he sees that bleary look on your face. You always get him sad when he can read the sentiment in your eyes. Because he knows how worried you get about yourself. About Robin. And he knows that as much as you trust her, you’re unsure of your own self. He knows. You both do.

He hands you the can. You take a stinging swig and gulp it down like cotton.

“You know, you don’t have to stay,” he offers, “I could drop you off and come back no problem. I’m your guy.”

You chuckle and duck down, fueled furiously by how easily he distracted you. From your shaky hands and your racing heart and the set lines between your brows.

“Thanks,” you huff, tilting your head at him with a tight-lipped smile. And it makes him feel a little better. Then you see the lime green lion tucked under his arm, dark eyes shining up at you, wiry mane shifting hopefully like blades of grass in spring.

“You want him?”

You hold your breath when he cups the belly of the beast and holds it up for you. His face is lopsided and synthetic velvet, but he looks warm. Like you could tuck him under your skull and trust he’d be there when you woke.

“Mm-mmh, he’s yours,” you say, scratching his little furry head and twisting a chunk with your fingertips, “even got your hair.”

“You sure? Anything to cheer you up.”

“He’s yours,” you insist. But Steve’s just not buying it because since you locked eyes with the cub, you haven’t looked away.

“No, no, it’s no problem, honey. Won him for you anyway.”

Pinching the little paw with your fingers, your breath hitches, and you give Steve that thousand-yard stare before breaking out into a soft smile.

“Really?”

“Yes,” he huffs, settling the stuffed animal in your free hand and nodding sweetly, “yes, really. I knew you’d like him.”

And during your wide-eyed fascination, Steve glances past you to find Robin mindlessly agreeing with a rambling bandmate while she’s busy watching him occupy you. She chews her lip, and Steve shrugs.

So she jogs over, abandoning her film-buff buddy and getting her new white shoes dusty. But she stops next to you and you squeak out a “hi,” and she thinks she might pass out. And not just from playing all day.

“Hi,” she replies, “how are you?”

“I’m… good.”

Robin wants to live inside your palms. She wants to be your lion and know what it’s like to be guarded and near you. Even to stay forgotten under your bed until you don’t want her anymore. And she wishes she knew any valuable conversational topics so she could hear your voice again. Steve finds the silence grueling, and he knows you have so much to say with your hands fiddling with the lion and your eyes flicking between the ground and her shoes.

“So… Robin,” he says, “you were just telling me… about… uh, about the—”

“The new movie, yeah.”

“Yeah. Right, that new movie. Did you hear about that one?”

You perk up and shake your head, only catching Robin’s eye contact for a second before shuffling to the sound of their soft discussion. But Robin’s been watching you since the first glance. Out of the corner of her eye, sometimes, but making sure you’re still there. And then you glance at Steve, nerves alight and neck craned.

“D’you think I can go… wait in the car? I don’t wanna—we don’t have to leave, yet. I can… I mean, I can just wait.” You exhale, pinning the lion to your side and shifting a little on your feet when you realize how cool Steve has been. How sweet he’s been for noticing your grip and your buzzing.

He nods so knowingly, dropping the keys into your palm to let you smile and hurry away to the parking lot just past a patch of dirt and dead grass. Robin’s whiny the second you’re out of ear shot.

“I’m floundering, Steve, why can’t I speak? She’s”—Robin groans and tilts her head back—“she’s so sweet and I never know what to say. How do you do it?”

“Robin, Robin, don’t take yourself so seriously. Why don’t you just ride the wave? Let it happen?”

“I’m tired of it. I’ve been letting it happen! I fucking—I fucking want to hold her hand so bad, Harrington, is that so much to ask?”

He drops his head, pressing a hand to his mouth to stifle a chuckle.

“Don’t laugh, asshole. You just don’t get it.”

“Shut up, I get it plenty,” he grumbles, squinting at her. But she grabs his face in one hand and glares at him like he’s a leftover piece of meat and she’s freezer burn with a knack for these sorts of things.

“Listen, I have known this girl—this angel for the better half of my life, and I know you’re meddling, so why don’t you do it better, Cupid? When I think about her, I go crazy wishing I knew how to make her smile the way you do.”

“It’s easy, you just—”

“No, don’t bullshit me, I’m not a veteran like you, alright? I don’t want to get in her pants, I want to listen to her talk about the things she loves, and I want her to let me love those things, too. And I…” she sighs and lets go of his face in defeat, “I can’t do that standing here bickering with you. I gotta…”

Steve cracks his jaw with a grunt before reaching for her trumpet and patting the top of her flamboyant marching band hat. “Go get ‘er.”

Her eyes light up like she’s watching fireworks, a technicolor splash of hope from the corners to her pupil, and she’s filled with confidence. A rush of I-love-her-so-much-I-could-write-about-it. Something unlike what came before, and more purely you. The anticipation of a deadly year was too much. Too heavy, and all she wants is to know you’re still there. And to let it stay that way. So she bolts.

Her breathing is frantic searching for your silhouette in each of the cars, finally finding you, leaned against one of the backseat doors. She opts for the other and slips in with a deep breath, shutting the door when you look at her like she’s batshit.

“Hi,” you say, fingers wrapped tightly into the arm of the cheap, green lion in your lap.

“Um, hi,” she pants, “I’m Robin—”

You chuckle and nod.

“I know.”

Her eyes go wide.

“No,” she says, “no, right, of course you do, uh—shit, I had something to say.” But she can’t focus with your eyes flicking over the golden detailing of her hat, the feathers squished against the roof and bent out of shape.

“I like your uniform,” you say, voice perfect. Better than she ever remembered. And you’re about to fucking explode. You’re gnawing your inner cheek and twiddling the lion’s tail and smiling up at her hat, though she loosens it and sets it in her lap.

“Thanks. I get to keep it.” But that’s not really true. She only gets to keep it until she graduates. You don’t need to know that.

“That’s… nice.”

She nods.

And in the fifteen seconds of hushed everything, she swears blood gushes straight to her brain and makes her itch. On purpose. Of course, it happens now. She gets antsy now, with a pretty girl sitting this close and maybe even smiling at her.

“Uh, hey, so”—she scratches the back of her head, and you’re laser focused, a little concerned with your lips parted—“this might sound… really weird, but…”

She takes a deep breath. And looks at you. And you’re running your fingers through a tuft feathers where the hat connects to the yellowish puff. And she smiles. At how patient you are, even when you’re not trying and even when she’s off the rails and backtracking. You’re patient.

“I think you’re so cool,” she huffs. Robin Buckley, who likes old comedies and plays trumpet and has her nails painted a different color every week, thinks you’re cool.

“I… what?”

“You’re killer, and I can’t get enough of everything you do,” she says with that smiley grin leaving her glowing in the moonlit summer evening. “And I… I like you.”

You’re looking at her like she’s crazy. Like there’s no way you can believe her, when you’ve been near silent and nerve-ridden for who knows how long. You can’t believe her.

But then she carefully inches her fingers to cradle yours, looking down at your rings with a smile. Then looking up at you.

“I mean it.”

You blink hard and sigh, squeezing her nimble fingers and suffocating in your own perfume. All while she breathes it in. Leaves you the oxygen so she can catch your orange blossom and juniper. And you’re squeezing her hand while your voice whispers.

“I like you, too.”

And when Steve opens the car door and looks at the two of you stunned in the backseat, he hides a smile.

“What am I now, your chauffeur?”

You laugh, and she wants it bottled up and shelved. Repurposed to replace her IV bag when she really needs it. When she’s teetering, you’re probably the one thing sure to catch her by the shirtwaist and knock some sense into her.

Then you peck her cheek. And for the rest of the ride, you sit closer than you have before, resting the little green lion across your laps, tethering yourself to this for the rest of your lives.

“Onward, Jeeves.”

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[loveronlineee]

I’m working on a Buckley! Reader atm and I’m absolutely loving it how have I not written about this yet??????

Robin being a younger sister is so fuckin fun to write omg I’m typing so FAST with this one

[x-reader-things]

Because I am content deprived and decided that I will instead create content myself-

I will be opening up requests for imagines and / or headcanons for the following fandoms ;

Star Wars Rebels [mainly this one, at the moment]

Star Wars: The Clone Wars [maybe-]

Stranger Things

Arcane

For Star Wars Rebels I will write for the following characters ;

Ezra Bridger

Sabine Wren

Kanan Jarrus

Hera Syndulla

Garazeb “Zeb” Orrelios [only platonic ones for now - no particular reason for this other than he gives me strong older sibling vibes and I can’t see him in any other way besides that]

Ahsoka Tano

For Star Wars: The Clone Wars I will write for the following characters ;

Anakin Skywalker

Ahsoka Tano

Padmé Amidala

Obi Wan Kenobi [Maybe - mostly platonic atm though - same reason as with Zeb]

For Stranger Things I will write for the following characters ;

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

For Arcane I will write for the following characters ;

Ekko

Vi

Caitlyn

Jinx

Viktor

Jayce

Mel

Rules ;

No NSFW. Updating this rule - turning 18 doesn’t absolve this rule, I’m still highly uncomfortable with that stuff. Being on the ace spectrum also holds a hand into that as well so y e e-

No 18+ stuff like requests including alcohol or pregnancies either - both of those topics are uncomfortable for me to write for.

Please be respectful about requests and be patient if a request takes a while!

I have the right to decline a request if I do not feel comfortable with writing it.

If you want any specific pronouns for the reader please tell me! I’ll do my best to write with them!

Requests can be romantic or platonic [unless if stated above in the list of characters as only platonic].

Something to note ; I haven’t written for these fandoms much yet so I apologize if some stuff is a bit out of character- [not really a rule, just putting that out there as a warning / precaution]

Please specify if what you want is headcanons or an imagine!

And I think that’s about it on the rules-

Just to reiterate again - please be respectful and patient when requesting!

Thank you!

• Ray / Sky

Can’t think of anything to request?? Look at these prompts here, just tell me the list and which prompt you want me to write for- :000

Blossoming Romance Prompts

Touch Starved Prompts

Protective Prompts

More Protective Prompts

Undercover Prompts

There was Only One Bed Prompts