#robin i love uou

[k4pp4-8]

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[pxgeturner]

ooh ooh ooh! can i request "can i hold your hand?" with a sunshine!reader and my angel robin buckley? thank you angel!

thank you bambi!! i loved writing this chaotic little piece. i haven’t written for robin in so long :/ i was so happy when you made a request for her!!

wc: 457

an: reader is kinda nd-coded. also the stim word scene is actually based on me and a friend

“uh, robin, you might want to check on your girlfriend. think she’s uh, not doing so good.” steve nudges the blonde girl. she looks over to the service counter, seeing her cute girl flipping through a magazine.

eobin keeps shelving titles. “she’s just relaxing, reading.”

“and plotting a murder.” he says as he sets down a case of tapes.

“what do you mean?” she spins around to face him.

“i think she’s planning to use the latest pair of stilettos as the murder weapon.”

“i’ll- go check on her.”

walking over to the counter, she can see you’ve almost finished with your magazine. robin enters earshot she stops, hearing you mutter “murder, murder,” she stays planted for a minute or two, listening to you whisper the word every few seconds. you close the magazine an take a look around the store, landing on robin.

“hi birdie!” you wave at her.

“hi bub,” she smiles.

“whatcha doooin’?”

“looking at you, my cute girlfriend.” you smile and blush, leaning half of your face into your hands. robin comes over to the counter.

uou opened your fingers a bit, “you’re cuter,” she kisses your forehead.

“how’s the literature?” she sits on the counter.

“incredibly stimulating,” you giggle.

“you sure?”

“what do you mean?” you tilt your head

“murder,”

you dramatically deflat, putting your head to the smooth surface and groaning, “i need to find a new one, huh?”

“steve thought you went to the dark side, bub, thought you were scheming.”

you gasp, “never!” you turn to look at steve, cupping around your mouth, “STEVE! I HAVE NO INTENTIONS OF KILLING ANYONE, EVER!” steve drops the tapes in his hands. You hop on the counter, “honestly, birdie, it could be worse.”

She’s still laughing, “h-how?”

“ne of my friend’s stim word is cunt.”

Your girlfriend has collapsed.

“i vote that one,”

robin gets up and has to get back to work, so she abandons you momentarily. you pull out a book and check the time, only twenty minutes until she clocks out.

right when the clock hits three, you yell, “birdie! time to leave!” coming back from clocking out, she pulls you into her.

“so impatient,” she kisses you.

“it is important to have a work-life balance.” you nod. The two of you exit the store, “can we get burgers?”

“can i hold your hand?”

“absolutely!” you kiss robin’s cheek, she grabs your hand.

“let's grab the food and go to your house?”

“you just want to watch the tape of children of paradise” you two cross the street to get to the diner.

“that’s not fair bub, your couch is also way comfier than mine.”

“fine, but you’re getting me a milkshake.”

“cookie’s n’ cream?”

“you got it,” you squeeze robin’s hand.

[be-lie-versneverdie]

STEVE AND ROBINS FRIENDSHIP OHHHHHHHHHH <333333

[daddyy333]

Sick | Robin Buckley x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

Word count: 0.9k

warnings: sick Robin, clingy Robin, ?

summary: taking care of sick Robin

“Babe, you have to get ready for work,” you said, smacking her butt gently whilst she laid on top of the blanket, almost in a starfish position. She groaned and got up, panting a little because she already couldn’t breathe to begin with and doing anything is too draining.

“Woah, why are you breathing hard? Are you sick or something?” You asked and Robin cleared her throat. She shook her head and said “no, no I’m fine” You could hear in her voice that she was sick. She stood up, instantly dizzy and practically leaning all of her weight on you.

“Rob, I can’t carry you, I’m sorry. What’s going on?” You asked and she whimpered. She leaned onto the dresser and said “I’m fine…just tired” “tired? Okay let’s see you walk in a straight line without leaning on anything or busting your ass” you said and she tried, and you barely caught her in time.

“Hon, you’re sick. You have to rest okay, you need to relax” you said and she groaned. You helped her sit on the bed and then left for a bit, you grabbed her some medicine, a thermometer, a hairbrush, clean clothes, a box of tissues, and ice packs to help keep her cool all in a little bag so you wouldn’t be making a thousand trips around the apartment.

“Okay, I gotta make you some breakfast. Do you wanna stay in here or come to the kitchen with me?” You asked and she mumbled “bed” Uou chuckled and said “okay, and I planned on making you a smoothie is that okay?” She nodded and you kissed her head, running your fingers through her hair for a moment.

You quickly made her a smoothie and she drank a little bit of it and then had her medicine, and some water too and you made sure the A.C was low and changed her into a thin white tank top and left her sleep shorts on, taking off the blankets and stuff so nothing was keeping her too hot. You brushed her hair and massaged her pounding head for a few minutes, trying to make her feel better.

“Wait, stop touching me you're gonna get sick” she said and you chuckled. You shook your head and said “let me take care of you bub. You need it” She groaned and you smiled, kissing her cheek.

She started feeling better after an hour or so, not wanting to turn the A.C up so instead she cuddled up to you which was nice. “Are you ready to eat some real food yet?” You asked and she shook her head. You chuckled and she said “slow down there, I just now started feeling less like a furnace and more like a human being. Let’s not rush it”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Sue me for trying to make sure you don’t wither away” you said and ran your hands through her hair again. She looked up at you and smiled, chuckling. “What?” You asked and she buried her head into your neck.

You laughed a little at the feeling of her hair and breath tickling your neck and she said “I just…love you” “I love you too” you said and she kissed your neck softly. You smiled, rubbing her back and letting her get more rest since she probably couldn’t sleep well last night.

Eventually she had moved in her sleep enough that you could sneak away and make her some soup, and you were hoping she would sleep a while because you were making a homemade soup your grandma used to make for you as a kid that Robin also really liked. She was obviously very grumpy when she woke up without you there but it was all better when she saw you dancing around in the kitchen whilst making some kind of food she wasn’t paying attention to.

She instantly smiled and walked over to you and wrapped her arms around you from behind. You smiled, moving your head back to look at her. “Hi, pretty girl. I see your feeling a lot better,” you said and she smiled even more and nodded.

You kissed her cheek and said “soups almost ready. It’s my grandma’s soup, the one you like” “oooh yayyy” she said and kissed your temple a few times. You looked back down at the soup and she nuzzled into your neck, indicating that the fever was already coming down since she was now clinging to your warm body.

A few minutes later you said “ok, I’m gonna let it cool down a little and then you can eat it” “so excited” she mumbled and you chuckled. You turned around and she pulled you into her chest, hugging you tight. You giggled and said “I’m supposed to be doing this to you”

“It’s okay, babe. You’re vertically challenged but I still love you” she said and you gasped, both of you giggling a little. She kissed your head and bounced a little, some of her energy coming back because she was feeling better.

“I love you too” you said and she smiled. You two cuddled up and ate the soup, watching Friday the 13th for the thousandth time. Robin liked that movie a lot for some reason, so you never said no because it made her happy.

“I feel so much better. You’re the best girlfriend ever” she said and you smiled, awwing a little. You kissed her temple and said “I’m glad you feel better, bubba” She wrapped his arms around you tighter and buried her head into your chest, murmuring sweet little nothings to you.

Taglist: @amberputh

As of now I’m writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Eddissy

Maya Hawke

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and I’ll add you :)

[wowsnowwhitewell]

Hello!! I would like to request domestic fluff with our boy Damian❤️❤️❤️

de uma brasileira pra outra<3

Uou. Por uns segundos eu achei isso fofo (eu ainda acho). Eu achei um bom pedido e o meu aniversário foi legal, caso queira saberKKKKAJJJSK

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》@damiansfay 《 🙈🇧🇷🌺💋

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Ashamed walking through the square and ice cream parlor

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You know, one of the few things Damian enjoyed was the times he spent with [Name]. Those were very precious and magical days for the scowling brunette. He loved every little detail, whether admiring them or when they spoke to him. He paid attention to every feature of [Name]. Everything was so perfect about them.

[Name] also loved every second with billionaire Wayne.

No!

In reality, they always saw Damian as just a normal kid. A 16-year-old like themselves, [Name] felt so good in Damian's presence, but most of the time they thought Damian was forcing himself to be close, but they were so wrong.

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"Where would you like to go?" After a long time inside the Wayne limousine in a silence that seemed eternal, Damian questioned [Name] who remained from the limousine in complete silence, rubbing their ring fingers together as they stared out at the landscape. It was always like that. [Name] felt so upset with themselves for not trying a single subject or getting to look into Damian's aqua green eyes.

Damian was also kind of frustrated that they weren't looking at him, it was a problem for both of them. Because like, they've dated over and over again (when Damian wasn't busy being Robin) and he felt almost uncomfortable thinking that [Name] felt uncomfortable that he kept trying.

"Ahn…uh uh.."

They were walking through a little Gotham square, Tricorner Yards. It was a very beautiful square with one of the best views in Gotham, there were a lot of things there and [Name] always liked it there and Damian took Titus for walks sometimes. In this case, they were both alone, Titus spent the whole morning sly and sleepy. The scene was cute. Another fact is that some visitors and people who frequented this square a lot, from time to time observed Damian always with [Name]. The amazing son of billionaire Bruce Wayne walking through a beautiful square with someone. Almost every week. Damian ignored them and [Name] even though they were very shy they liked to observe other people's hobbies around the place, like walking their pets or having fun with their family and friends. It was a really good feeling for them.

"Do you… do you like ice cream?!" Okay, that was a pretty funny question, but poor little guys, they were so embarrassed. Say something that could make it worse. [Name] stopped walking and looked at their hands, then Damian does the same.

"..yes. It can be if you want. What's your..favorite flavor?" "Ah..could be a chocolate one." "Is it your favorite?" Both continued walking and talking little to each other. It was still weird, but at least they talked.

"Well, I've always really liked chocolate. It's very good but I'm not 'addicted' to sweets!" They always did that, was one of the things Damian noticed at first about [Name]. When they said something, they always went and explained something else that had similarities with the first thing they said. Maybe [Name] always feels like he has to explain things in the most detailed ways possible. It was a little tragic, yes, but Damian liked their ways. He liked everything about them.

"I..I like flakes too, it tastes really..delicious. It reminds me of clouds..I don't..know why. I don't really like strawberry ice cream, it tastes weird, I don't know. But I I love fresh strawberries, it's one of my favorite fruits-" Damian listened intently and watched their fast-moving mouths. Damian also noticed that [Name] when they spoke they always made gestures with their hands, it was a habit of theirs that they acquired when they were younger, they had told Al Ghul. Unnecessary information from them but which Damian has mentally jotted down to this day.

"There's an ice cream shop nearby. Let's go." He reached out to them, [Name] looked at him for a few seconds and decided to act once more since the last ride.

"Let's go! We can buy as many ice creams as you want Damian! But not as many, I don't want you to catch the flu or diabetes. Because there's also a need to add sweets and really sweet decorations! I won't go too far either..uh uh" taking the brunette's hands and walking out almost running, Damian watched their hands together attentively with a little red streak on their cheeks. His brow sunk a little as he gradually stopped walking, I don't think he even noticed but [Name] noticed and they were possessed. Then they let go of Wayne's hands as they thought that this attitude was terrible on their part. Damian hated physical contact and they'd forgotten that, he must be uncomfortable right now. They also stopped walking around with a dull face. Damian then looked them in the eye, frowning. He was angry, that was definitely it.

"Sorry. I-I forgot that you hate physical contact..I'm really sorry-" They felt a heat in their right hand and goose bumps went up. Damian sometimes thought that [Name] in his past life, reincarnated from a cat. It looked A LOT.

"You do not need to apologize." It just got worse *red as a ripe tomato* "..I think you're the only ones allowed." soon they went back to walk calmly arriving at the ice cream shop. It was so far before in their short exchange, it felt like the place had come to them.

They entered the ice cream shop which was quite full, lots of looks on Bruce's son and some doubtful ones on [Name]. "Come." an empty table with colorful fruit details and cute drawings like Hello Kitty, Strawberry Shortcake, Care Bears..it was so cute in the children's eyes and [Name] was delighted and blushing.

"I really like the decorations! It's very beautiful, don't you think, Damian?" They smiled small as they assessed the boy's reaction "Do you like it? If you think it's cute I think the same [Name]."

"You're agreeing…because I'm talking a lot, aren't you?" Damian opened his eyes a little, wondering what to say to get that out of their heads "Dami I know I talk a lot and most of the times we go out together you didn't feel comfortable-" "Dami." "What?..AH- SORRY MY GOD-" they were embarrassed and curled up on the couch. They wanted so much to cry. Things were so weird when they were together because of them, they always screwed up and swore they were super intimate with Damian. It was a joke and Damian wasn't the easiest to read either, but it was still all [Name]'s fault. They knew it. "Why are you always apologizing? I thought I already told you that you have no reasons or problems with me. And… Dami. You can call me that all you want." [Name] flinched and stared at him for the first time for more than 3 seconds, it was a record. They calmed down and their eyes were shining brightly at Damian. Everything was so magical when their eyes met.

"I don't care what you call me, or whether you take my left arm or my hands. If there was a nuisance I'd say it, as would you. But you don't [Name]."

"N-No! I've always trusted you Dami, NOT- DAMIan, my holy Robin, II don't know anymore-………"

"Robin?"

"...." and it all came back the first time they went out together.

"Sorry for causing this awkward atmosphere Damian. The problem will never be you, is that I…I'm all stupid-"

"Never say that again [Name]." He raised his voice a little, gently taking [Name]'s right hand, which was on the shaky table. "Since I invited you to go out together, it's been days I've enjoyed it." He looked away for the first time. His face was a little softer but still had the usual frown.

"Did you look away? Oh"

"Hmm?"

"You" *chuckles softly* "you never looked away. First time I've seen it- not that it's a problem" they were smiling weakly but then realized Damian's hand was still in theirs. They didn't want to make it all awkward again, so [Name] gave a simple caress to Damian's palm, who was now looking at his hands as well.

"Thanks for making me feel…a little better for now."

"Wasn't it enough then..?"

"No! It's okay! I really don't dislike your company-"

And the ice cream arrived. "Uh..we haven't ordered yet..I think the girl brought it to the wrong table-" "I did."

"Oh!"

Damian stood for a few more seconds holding [Name]'s hand and then held his ring fingers looking at them. They were so soft and long and delicate. To him, [Name] was a gentle and docile little angel sent into this chaos of the world. Right in Gotham, but he was also grateful for it, because it was a special angel sent to him.

"It's very chilled here, so you…can admire your ice cream for many minutes. And we can keep talking."

"It must be delicious. But calm down…did you pay for both?!" they got agitated

"Yeah, you were busy apologizing and I made the requests."

"A-Ah…sorry." "I won't apologize for apologizing. How many times do I have to say this?" He smiled with his eyes at [Name] who was playing with his ice cream with the spoon

"I love lectures. Whether it's about self-care or violins." They also smiled brightly and attentively at Damian's perfectly symmetrical face. For both, the faces of the two for each one was the 8th wonder of the world.

They enjoyed their ice cream while getting comfortable in each other's presence.

Titus with Alfred would come next time to taste with them.

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Eu não gostei tanto. Passei horas escrevendo mas ainda achei muito chatinho. Eu sempre gostei de escrever e ler one-shot do Damian. Eu gosto tanto dele, e meio que, poxa! Eu mais fiz [Nome] morrer de vergonha do que ter um encontro fofo com DamianKKKAJSJAKK😧aiai

(Ah e, eu escrevi e traduzi tudo pro inglês. Desculpa se tiver confuso ou escroto de ler, mas eu me viciei tanto com leitura em inglêsKKKKKKAJSK)

Mas eu espero que você goste!💚💗😁Beijão💋💋💋

[kayvsworld]

rendingrosencrantz replied to your post “am i gonna give moose man antlers???? i mean. i gotta, right? i have...”

I TBOIGHT UOU MEANT A MOOSE THAT FIGHT CRIME

YES MAN MOOSE.. NEED TO HAVBE ANTLEOR. WHAT KIND OF MOOSE WOULD HE BE WITH NO ANYTLLER????

HOW HE BE MEESEMAN WITH NO AMNTLER

1) ROZ LITERALLY WHY WOULD A MOOSE-THEMED SUPERHERO MEAN A MOOSE THAT FIGHTS CRIME. IS BAT-MAN A LITERAL CRIME-FIGHTING BAT. DOES ROBIN LAY EGGS. AMSWER ME

2) I LOVE,,,,,UR PASSION FOR MUSMANS ANTLOR AND THE MANY GOOD MISSPELLINGS THERIN THANK U FOR UR ENTHUSIASM HE WILL OF COURSE HAVE ANYTLLER DO NOT B CONCERN

[nocturnalrorobin]

Robin in sunglasses always does things to me. 😍

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