#rob raco blurb

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Cupid’s Chokehold

Rob Raco x Reader

song inspo: Cupid’s Chokehold/Breakfast in America - Gym Class Heroes

warnings: none just cussing and a lot of fluff???

author’s note: k so this was inspired by @sweetsfuckingpea !! its v short and i got way too into my feels at the end lmaoo but i highly recommend listening to this song while reading. also we couldn’t figure out if rob is currently in a legit band so i just made up the name Josh k bye enjoy!! 

(gif creds to @sweetsfuckingpea bc she is literally capable of any and everything)

The small warehouse was filled with cigarette smoke and laughter as Rob and his friends joked around. A couple empty beer bottles littered the desks. Wires ran from various instruments into speakers and amplifiers. You sat in a worn out couch watching the man-children goof around instead of actually practicing. Rob sat behind his drum set, twirling his drumsticks between his fingers. The room was only illuminated by moonlight floating in from nearby windows, and some decorative purple and blue lights. The guys claimed it had a more “punk rock” vibe. They had just finished a cover of Best Friends by grandson when they were left without a next song. Rob had since moved from his drums to the seat next you on the couch. He reached an arm behind you to rest on your shoulders. You handed him a water bottle, and he grabbed it, chugging it within a few seconds.

“Alright what’s next boys?” You asked, amused when they couldn’t come up with an answer.

“We could do some Journey?” The bassist, Alex, said.

“We’ve already done all of Journey” Rob chuckled.

“I don’t see you volunteering any ideas, Raco” Alex retorted, sipping some water.

“Wait Rob,” The leader singer Josh added, “What’s that song you’re always listening to?”

“What song?” He asked, avoiding eye contact by scrolling through his phone.

“The Gym Class Heroes one” Josh said, leaning against the microphone stand.

“I don’t know what you mean man” He said, still avoiding eye contact. You looked over to see what was taking away so much of his attention, but he was scrolling through his instagram, liking pictures he had already previously liked.

“Cupid’s Chokehold!” Josh snapped his fingers in recognition. Rob let out a soft chuckle accompanied by a smirk before he pushed himself off the couch. You already missed his presence as he sat behind the drums one again. He stole a quick glance at you with a small smile on his face.

The familiar sounds of the instruments started, along with Rob’s drumming. Josh’s voice started singing the vaguely familiar song. You’ve heard it before, but you couldn’t tell exactly where.

Take a look at my girlfriend, she’s the only one I’ve got.

You sat there bobbing your head to the tune, listening to each individual lyric.

And I know it sounds so old, but Cupid got me in a chokehold. And I’m afraid I might give in. Towels on the mat, my white flag is wavin’.

You finally remembered where you’ve heard this song. Rob would hum it when he got ready in the morning. You’d sit there in bed, relaxed just listening to the words flow from his mouth. He’d sing it in the car, while he cooked, and when he was holding you at night, right before you fell asleep.

You looked at Rob with a soft smile on your face. Seeing him happy made you happy. He wasn’t paying attention to the look on your face, instead he was focused on the task at hand while mouthing the lyrics. He pulled the microphone next to him closer and started backing up Josh.

We even got a secret handshake, and she loves the music that my band makes. I know I’m young, but if I had to choose her or the sun, I’d be one nocturnal son of a gun.

He sang this line looking at you with a smile taking over his face. You returned one with a chuckle, shaking your head, trying to hide the blush creeping up your neck. It was like when you first met all over again. Butterflies erupted in your stomach everytime he glanced at you, your smile never faltering. He couldn’t help but smile back, just seeing you sitting there.

The song was almost over when rob sang, “Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it, but everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet, like” He shot you a quick wink during the last line, giving you goosebumps.

They finished the song, and started wrapping up all their equipment. You walked up behind Rob with your hands in your back pockets. “A picture in your wallet, huh?” You giggled.

He chuckled and grabbed his wallet from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a picture from one of your first dates. It was when you two went to the beach, and your hair was all over the place due to the wind. But the smile that was on your face reminded you of how much fun that day was. Mostly because you spent it with Rob, but that couldn’t distract you from the fact that he actually kept a picture of you in his wallet. You were so happy, and so in love that you didn’t even realize your eyes starting to fill up with tears.

“Babe are you crying?” He chuckled before wrapping an arm around you shoulder.

“That’s just so fucking cute, I love you so damn much” You said laughing in between sniffs. He ‘aww’d’ and pulled you in for a tight hug.

“If I knew this would make you cry, then I probably wouldn’t have done it” He joked. He rested his hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss. “But I love you too, you big baby”.

[sweetsfuckingpea]

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82 ROB RACO BIATCH

um k well i tried to add a cut like halfway through this and tumblr freaked out and i lost it so i get to re write this bitch :) but i kinda ran with this idea n its a little different so bare with me

82: “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.”

you didn’t expect this would happen so soon. you and rob had only been married for less than a month, and you two had been so careful. but when you noticed your period was a couple weeks late, you both ran to the drug store, grabbing every pregnancy test possible. you returned home with ten, just to be sure.

as you sat on the couch chugging a bottle of water, the five minutes seemed endless. eventually the timer dinged to reveal the test. negative.

“maybe one more?” rob asked, anxiety filled his voice.

“wouldn’t hurt” you let out a soft laugh, starting to get a little emotional.

the next five minutes weren’t any easier the second time as you waited, even more nervous. soon, you looked down to see a positive test.

“huh” rob wondered out loud.

“another one?” he nodded, and you turned to the bathroom for round three. 

you had repeated these motions until you were left with five positive tests, and five negative. how was it possible that out of ten pregnancy tests on half were correct? but which half was it?

:maybe we should go to a doctor?” rob asked, frustrated.

“yeah, i like that idea.”

you two rushed to the nearest urgent care, only to find it  completely packed with the ill. every chair was taken, people were even sitting on the armrest of a couple, desperate for a seat. some unlucky folks leaned against a wall, too late to claim a spot. you walked up to the receptionist desk, signing in.

“the wait’s going to be about one or two hours” the nurse said behind the counter. rob sighed and ran a hand down his face in frustration, and you grabbed his hand and lead him to a relatively clear spot.

“hey,” you said resting your hand on his cheek. “we’re gonna be okay, alright?” you asked, he nodded and pulled you into a tight hug, resting his chin on the top of your head. 

“looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while”

“y/n raco?” a nurse called from a back room, holding the door open. you and rob rushed to the open room in anticipation. the nurse took all your vitals, and everything she needed before the doctor came in. 

“okay doctor will be with you shortly” she said with a smile, exiting the room. you sat on the small bed, the sanitary paper crunching beneath you. rob sat in a chair in the corner, bouncing his knee.

the doctor came in after just a few minutes and introduced herself. 

“so what seems to be the problem today?” she asked.

“well i took ten pregnancy tests, and five were positive and the other five were negative.” you said softly, as rob came over to rub your back. 

“okay, no problem. i can just collect some tests, and you should have your real answer in about a couple minutes” she said in a reassuring tone.

she had you pee in a cup, and ran a few other tests before leaving the room. you and rob sat in silence, both very nervous for what she might say. sure you weren’t quite ready, but the thought of a baby raco was a good one. you looked at him, and gave him a soft kiss, one he returned easily. 

“i love you” he said, looking in your eyes.

before you could say it back, the doctor came back in with a smile on her face.

“congratulations you two!”

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97 & 98 ROBERT FREAKING RACO

ok might suck im v sorry its also vvvvv short

97. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.”

98. “Hold me back!’

you, rob, and a couple other friends were having a relaxing night in at your house. with a couple drinks in your system, and a very handsome rob at your side, the night couldn’t get any better. the topic of marvel versus dc came up, and you knew this was going to be interesting. 

“i don’t know man, aquaman is just a glorified mermaid” rob said to one of the guys, taking a swig of his beer.

“are you kidding?” you laughed. “have you seen him? if aquaman’s a glorified mermaid, then so am i” you laughed, not making much sense. rob turned his head slightly, and with furrowed brows he gave you a ‘hello-im-still-here’ look. “okay babe, im sorry but its jason momoa. can you blame me?” you asked as your friends giggled. 

“yes i can, but at least we can agree that iron man would definitely win against him” he said, challenging. 

“oh my god he would not! aquaman can control like the whole fuckin ocean, he’d murder iron mans ass” you said, sipping some more wine. 

“no he-! oh my god tony stark is like the richest man who can basically invent anything like he would just need a fuckin fish net!” rob retorted

“what happens when you put technology in water rob”

“thats not-”

“yes it is! aquamans like poseidon! iron man doesn’t stand a chance!” you laughed, extending your arms out to further your point.

“oh my god… someone hold me back. i can’t argue with you over this.” he said getting frustrated, thus making you laugh.

“its because im right” you said with a smile.

he scooted back in his seat, taking another swig of beer and crossing his arms.

you leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder, looking up at him with a smile. 

“you’re cute when you pout” you said.

“not pouting” he said grumpily.

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19 & 13 ROB RACO

i love u

19: “I could kill you right now!”

13: “I could kiss you right now!”

you and rob had been busy running errands all day. the physical toll taken on your feet was starting to weigh in when rob asked you for the thirteenth time about a jacket he was unsure about buying.

“oh my god, rob yes i like it, i’ve told you this” you said with a tired laugh, running your hand down the side of your face. he looked at you, then back at the jacket.

“hmm… no i dont think i like it” he said, returning it back to the rack. you two spent another thirty minutes in the store before leaving empty handed. you got in the passenger side of the car, while rob got in the drivers side.

“where to now babe?” he asked, turning on the ignition.

“umm… grocery store” you sighed reading your almost finished to-do list. your social battery was slowing reaching 20% as a yawn escaped your mouth. you just needed a comfy couch, a glass of wine, and Dateline with your fiancé. but he had other ideas. his rock music played at an inappropriate volume as he weaved in and out of traffic. as much as you loved him, his singing was getting on your nerves.

you soon arrived at the grocery store, grabbing a cart as you walked in. apparently, he made it his personal goal during this activity to annoy you as much as possible. he hovered behind you closely, not touching you, just way in your personal space. you didn’t notice at first, but when you turned around to ask what he wanted for dinner you were caught off guard as the all familiar face was centimeters from yours.

“jesus! christ rob” you sighed as he laughed. “so annoying…” you muttered under your breath as you grabbed some spaghetti. he heard you and laughed again, achieving his goal. 

every time you went to grab something, he would then proceed to grab it out of your hand and move it to a higher shelf, out of your reach. you tried to keep your frustration at a minimum, trying not to entertain him. he seemed to notice how much you were restraining, and pulled back a little.

that is, until you got back home.

you two had both just finished putting the groceries away, when you turned your back on him, practically running towards the couch you had been dreaming of all afternoon. you had barely even walked a couple feet away from him when he grabbed the back of your bra clasp, let it go and as it slapped against your back, it became undone. your temperance had reached maximum as you shouted, “oh my god rob i could kill you right now!” balling your hands into fists at your sides. you had started to attempt to fix your bra clasp basically blind behind your back, and it was not easy.

he grabbed your waist, pulling you into him. you had stretched your arms out against his chest, pouting. “I think you meant, ‘I could kiss you right now!’” he said imitating you. you scrunched your eyebrows and looked up at him through your eyelashes. he wrapped his arms around you tighter, pulling you into a hug. “why don’t crack open a bottle of that pinot, and put on our boy lester huh?”

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Kiss Bang

Rob Raco x Reader

song inspo: Kiss Bang - grandson

warnings: idk?? poorly written kissing?

summary: what happens when y/n decides to party with handsome strangers? 

a/n: OOF this was good until i realized idk how to kiss so soz if its hella cringey!!! thanks to @sweetsfuckingpea for inspiring me once again, and @imcgining for teaching me how to flirt!! oh also i made up friends names sorry if ur names rose or jessie lmao

DISLCAIMER: THIS IS FICTION! PLEASE DONT PARTY OR ACCEPT DRINKS WITH/FROM STRANGE MEN OR WOMEN YOU JUST MET THANK U THIS HAS BEEN A PSA

(pics creds @sweetsfuckingpea <33)

You and you friends, Rose, and Jessie, had just returned to your hotel after a night of various fruity cocktails, random handsy men, and dimly lit clubs. You giggled walking down the hallway on the way to your next destination. You had heard rumors floating around about a rooftop party happening around twelve tonight, and you and your friends weren’t going to miss it.

As you bounded down the hallway, stumbling over your feet occasionally, you heard men laughing from around a corner. They sounded pretty drunk as they disregarded the current time, and probably sleeping guests. Their hoots and hollers became louder as they rounded the corner, coming face to face with you and your two friends. There were three of them in total, and looked fairly intoxicated. Their cheeks were flushed, hair disheveled, and one was left without a shirt. They seemed to slow down in pace when they noticed the three of you. The one in the middle, without a shirt, ran a hand through his jet black hair. He wasn’t very smooth when he very obviously looked you up and down. Your friends started whispering to each other about the men in front of you, unsure of how to approach the situation. The hallway was tight, so there wasn’t much of a chance of getting past them easily.

“Wait, do we know where we’re going?” Rose asked, referring to the party.

“The roof?” You responded jokingly.

“No shit Sherlock, how do we get to the roof?” Jessie added. Now that she mentioned it, you weren’t given much direction on where to go. Your plan was to just make it to the tallest floor and figure it out from there.

“You ladies looking for the roof party?” One of the men suddenly joined in. It was the one in the middle.

You chuckled at first, wondering why he felt the need to interject. “We might be” You added, raising an eyebrow.

“Well if you are, I suggest avoiding it. It’s all old guys talking about stocks and shit” He laughed with his buddies.

“You sure seemed to have enjoyed yourself” You noted, earning some giggles from your friends.

“What can I say, I like to have fun” He smirked, looking you up and down again.

“If you ladies are interested, we’re having a small get together with some friends in about a hour” One of the other guys said, shrugging his shoulders.

You and your friends silently debated his offer, not sure whether you should risk partying with complete strangers.

“Think about it. Room’s 906” The shirtless one added, looking only at you. You smirked, and with that, you, Rose, and Jessie pushed passed the group of men, towards your original plans.

“This sucks” Rose said as she stirred her drink. You three were seated at the open bar on the roof, watching old men chat and talk about how much they hated their wives. Slow jazz was playing on the speakers, and you three were poorly dressed for this type of gathering. Although many men had come up to you asking to pay for your beverages, the rings on their fingers and wrinkles under their eyes left nothing to be desired.

“Okay what if we went to those guys party? They seemed nice…” Jessie added from the other side of you.

“I don’t know… they look like trouble” You said.

“Oh please. You really think I’m going to let you pass up Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome?” She giggled.

“What the hell are you talking about?” You asked, hiding your blush behind your drink.

“Leather Jacket couldn’t take his eyes off you. I’m thankful I couldn’t hear his thoughts.” Rose mumbled. You couldn’t help but think of him again. His piercing blue eyes. The only thing on his upper half being a leather jacket, and his pants slowly becoming unbuttoned. Must’ve had a lot of fun.

“Okay fine, we’ll drop in, grab a drink, and dip,” You said “I’m not getting murdered because of a pair of big googly eyes” You ended, already jumping off the bar stool. Your friends giggled in excitement, following suit.

By the time you had reached room 906, you could already hearing the music blasting through the walls. Small amounts of some kind of smoke emitted from under the door. You knocked, thinking it wouldn’t do much seeing as how loud the music was. To yours and you friends surprise, the door opened, revealing the familiar blue eyes. With a cigarette hanging from his mouth, he smirked and moved to the side, welcoming you in. The room was dark, and there were people everywhere. How they managed to attain the penthouse suite was a mystery to you. You turned around to make sure your friends were still close, only to reveal that they had been swept up by the other two hallway men. Rose was leaning with her back against the door, twirling a piece of her hair while her prince charming was resting his arm right next to her head. Jessie was already feeling on the other guys bicep, her signature move. You chuckled and turned back to Blue Eyes and asked, “So you gonna get a girl a drink or what?”

You two pushed your way into the small kitchen while he scavenged for a bottle that wasn’t completely empty.

“Rob” He said randomly as he poured you a glass of alcohol.

“Excuse me?” You asked, leaning in to hear him better.

“My name’s Rob” He said louder, focusing on a steady pour. You nodded your head in understanding, finally attaching a name to the very fit man next to you.

“y/n” You responded with a small smile. He offered you the drink, taking a small step closer. You grabbed the drink from his had and took a small sip. He sipped on a drink he already had prepared, never taking his eyes of you.

“Hey I’ve got a question for you, y/n” He said with a sly grin.

“And what is that?” You asked furrowing your eyebrows.

“It’s more like a game,” He started and continued when he saw the intrigued look on your face. “It’s called ‘What are the Odds’. I ask you a question that requires an action and then we both say a number between one and ten, and if we say the same number then we have to do that action. Kind of like ‘Dare or Dare’, but more interesting” He said, resting a hand on the counter next to your hip.

“Okay Rob, I’m in” You laughed, feeling the effects of the alcohol.

He leaned in closer, inches from your face. His eyes shifted from your own to you lips, then back up. He smirked before asking, “What are the odds you’re gonna kiss me tonight?” He licked his bottom lip and smiled at the look in your eyes. You were shocked at first, then excited. Sure it was a shitty pick up line, but coming from this handsome stranger, you didn’t mind one bit.

You giggled a little before you set your drink down, and rested one of your hands on Rob’s shoulder, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “But I just met you Robbie” You teased.

His hand that was previously on the counter now shifted to your hip as he slightly tugged, and pulled you closer to him. You two were almost chest to chest, a piece of paper could barely fit between you two. His other hand went to tuck a stray piece of your hair behind your ear, causing your stomach to erupt with butterflies. His hand lingered on your cheek as it then fell down your neck. This whole time maintaining eye contact. The next move was his, and it was taking forever.

“Okay” He said with a shrug before he pulled back and slowly started to back up. It was now or never.

You took a step forward and threw you arms behind his neck and leaned up to connect your lips. You felt him smirk into it, before he gripped your hips, pulling you into him, so you were flush against his chest. One of his hands moved to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. It was needy, and surprisingly passionate. After knowing the man for less than an hour, the kiss that resulted from it was a rough and desperate one. His hands roamed from your neck to your hips, a little under your shirt, and your ass. It was a very rated R kiss. Suddenly, you heard loud banging from the hotel door followed by, “Police! Open, or we will be forced to break the door!” Causing you to pull away quickly.

“We’ll finish this later Princess” Rob said with a wink, before kissing you again quickly, and disappearing within the crowd.

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masterlist

(updated 5/24/21)

Riverdale:

Sweet Pea

imagines:

Hell of a Girl

Best Friend

Naughty List

headcanons:

Grocery shopping with Sweet Pea

blurbs:

jealous archie/intrigued sweet pea

reader is nervous for serpent dance

reader gets shot instead of fangs

Teen Wolf:

Void Stiles

imagines:

Hypnotic

Stiles Stilinski

imagines:

Moon Time

Actors:

Dylan O’Brien

headcanons:

filming youtube videos with dylan

imagines

Just Start Loving Me

Rob Raco

imagines

Cupid’s Chokehold

blurbs:

prompt: “hold me back” “you're cute when you pout”

prompt: “looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while”

prompt: “i could kill you right now” “i could kiss you right now”

Drew Ray Tanner

imagines

Lay Me Down