#robin oak

[n4tsum1-san]

everyone cheered

[petorahs]

i'm tired, sister.

[pinkrose05]

Don't you just love when a ship drops in version x.2.... and it's a lady with a penchant for music + an undead Creature with a bounty?

[iamcassian]

ART DUMP!!!!

[villain-byteniwoha]

oughhh not to be a Sunday defender or apologist because obviously what he did wasn't the right move but. But can you blame him? Look me in the eye and tell me that conversation between him and Robin at Golden Hour, with all those poor souls whiling away at Penacony to escape their shitty life, didn't make you question things or get somewhat existential.

NOT TO MENTION HIS DEVOTION TO ROBIN like oh my fucking GOD do you wanna know why (aside from the pair by their ears) Robin has wings and Sunday doesn't? Because that caged bird has always been him!!! And do you wanna know why Robin gets to fly, leave Penacony, become a known star across the universe? Because Sunday would rather be stuck on the ground than let his sister fall to hell with him!!!!!!

When Sunday fell and Robin caught him, that was his absolution!!! It was his cage finally opening, only for him to fall, with unstable wings!!! He was supposed to be one of those birds destined to fall and die but Robin, his dearest sister, the one who's touched the stars, was there to catch him!!!!!!

Why does life slumber? Because someday, we will wake up from our dreams. And maybe, one of Sunday's dreams was simply to be able to fly alongside his sister. Regardless, the night is still too short, and the dream ends, not with Robin flying away but catching him.

[purpleleafsyt]

Sibwings hc things. Robin is all wings and Sunday is all eyes

[harbingerart]

robifly neighbors au save me…… miscommunication romcom trope save me…..

[tklpilled]

boothill clenches then unclenches his fist. then again, and again, and again. he squeezes tight, trying to remember the feeling of nails pressed into his palm.

a pale hand covers his, spreading his fingers out and resting flat in his palm. "what do you need?" asks a gentle voice, robin's face smiling up at him.

boothill sighs. "i dunno. just—" he takes her hand, pulling it up to his cheek. he closes his eyes, relishing in the soft feel of her skin on his, the only form of contact he gets these days. she rubs her thumb along his cheekbone, tracing the moles under his eye.

"f—udge," boothill grumbles to himself, tightening his hold on her wrist. "i hate this."

"i know," robin says, her soothing voice washing over him. "it's okay."

she moves to brush a lock of hair from his face, trailing her fingers around the shell of his ear. he twitches, turning his head slightly.

"too much?" she asks, ready to pull her hand away, but boothill grabs her and keeps her there.

"no," he says, clenching his jaw. "'s fine. please."

so she continues, her fingertips brushing around his ear, along his jawline, and she pieces it together once he huffs out a tiny laugh.

"you're ticklish," she giggles, repeating her actions, and despite himself boothill smiles, leans into her touch, lets himself giggle once or twice.

it will never be the same again, but for right now he thinks he'll be okay.

[uneunai]

fly, broken wings, to somewhere we can be free.

[invizz]

on one hand, i'm eager for 2.2 on the other hand.. i'm not ready to find out things ;A;

(also thank you all so much for the art requests and recommendations! i'll work on them when i have the energy 💛i appreciate you all a lot🫶)

[galaxiesovertrees]

galaxy ranger robin, as free a bird as can be !

[n4tsum1-san]

robinhill nation we're so back

"i can't believe i just ran into a superstar" "it's okay, this big brother here is a good man" what if i exploded. right now.

look at them standing together!! side by side!!!! (sanest robinhill fan)

BOOTHILL ASKING ROBIN TO CALL HIM PARTNER ASDGHSDFHSKDJH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this is my new favorite update because 1) canon robin & boothill interactions and 2) rappa being awesome

[trialsandtribulation]

ROBINN

[colorfullpaperbird]

I PREDICTED ROBINS SONG NAME NOT KIDDING

i was ( still am ) writing a robin centric fic about her breaking out of the families control after she leaves Penacony ( and basically trauma dumping on her ) and writing a song about freedom and hope AND GUESS WHAT NAME I GAVE TO IT

its not that impressive because its one of emily dickinsons most famous poems but still

[drawthiere]

hes back from jail and serving cunt

[celaenaeiln]

At the dining table for breakfast

Jason: Heh.

Jason: Hahahaha.

Jason: MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Bruce: *raising the newspaper up higher*

Alfred: *placidly pouring coffee into Bruce’s mug* Did something interesting happen, Master Jason?

Jason: Alfred, I am about to have the perfect surprise for that bony a-Tim. The perfect surprise for Tim.

Alfred: *putting away the bar of soap he pulled out of nowhere* Is that so? Please do be careful not to make a mess here. The waxing was just done in the dining room.

Jason: No problem, in fact-

Tim: *entering sluggishly*

Jason: In fact…in…fact…Megamind, what are you doing here?

Tim: ……..hm?

Jason: What are you doing here?

Tim: eating??

Jason: You-why are you coming from the right side bathroom-weren’t you going to use the upstairs one on the left?

Tim: oh. Dick was already in it so I decided to use the other one.

Jason: what.

Tim: what.

Jason: No. Hahahahaha. You’re joking…nononono-god, Tim, WHY ARE YOU SO STUPID?

Tim: ????????

Jason: You-

Dick’s voice thundering from a floor away: JASON!!!!

Jason: *staring blankly then running forward and smacking Tim on the head* It’s all your fault!

Tim who hasn’t slept or had coffee or know why something he doesn’t know about is his fault: ???? WHAT DID I DO?!

Jason: *running past and leaping out the window* See you later, losers. Bye, Alf.

Disappearing seconds before a blur of wet skin, white towel, and neon pink hair rushes past and follows him out the window.

Tim:

Bruce:

Tim: ……Did you have breakfast yet?

Bruce: …….Hrmgh.

Alfred: *tutting* I just had the floors done. Master Bruce, would you mind redoing them? I’m afraid I must catch the mailman before he gives treats to Titus again. He’s leaving crumbs all over the entrance.

Bruce: What about Ti-

Bruce: *glancing back to see a lone leaf float in and drop slowly to the ground*

Bruce: ………