#robyn rook

[asvterias]

𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖦𝗂𝗋𝗅 ~ 𝖱𝗈𝖻𝗒𝗇 𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗄

robyn masterlist || clarisse’s version || summer’s version

warnings: just minor cursing!!

pairings: robyn rook ✘ black!fem!reader

genres: very clingy!robyn x very!clingy!reader, kinda naive!reader, smitten!robyn, wholesome fluff between robyn’s family & reader, chaotic family goals, reader is considered a sister/daughter-in-law by robyn’s close family, reader is indecisive (LIKE ME Y’ALL 🤞🏾😘), mentions of marrying, robyn is VERY DOWN for reader, overall sweet aching fluff

summary: in which, spending the christmas holiday with your girlfriend’s family takes a surprising outcome.

word count: 2.8k+

tag list: @xanasaurusrex @star-girl69 @nvirskies @thegiganticgirlkisser @novastarrs @karslyn @yourmom-25s-blog @matchmalonee @missingaevelynhugo @symp4nat @marvel8169 @lyzsaphrodite @babyzzlove @shark1008 @rztaros @oceaies @oceean @onxlyficcharacter @glwmcres @lila-went-missing @saralov3ssn0w @transmanyay

author’s note: i didn’t know which character to write it for so decided to do both alternate versions.

Song Playing — Margaret by Lana Del Rey (just the main chorus is used)

‘Cause, baby, if your love is in trouble

Baby, if your love is in trouble

Baby, if your love is in trouble

Visiting your girlfriend’s family for Christmas was an occasion you dearly anticipated. It was great reuniting with her family for the holidays and relaxing from the stress of school.

Robyn’s parents were Imani and Leroy Rook, who were married for 30 years and wonderfully nurtured an all-girls family. Her parents had three younger daughters, assuming they were triplets, named Amelia, Cecilia, and Sheila, now 13 years old.

Right now, they had just gone errand shopping, leaving you and Robyn alone in the house, and wouldn’t be back until a few hours later. Deciding to take advantage of your alone time, you two made it quite worthwhile, firstly unpacking your suitcases. Every moment spent together was precious and memorable so you made every time unforgettable.

When you know, you know

When you know, you know

Soon after, you two did each other’s hair, wore matching clothes, horribly danced and sang, watched your favorite movies, cooked lunch together, and made out all in the span of five hours.

By evening, her family reached home, hands filled with Christmas-related supplies, some being groceries. Guess they also did some last-minute grocery shopping as well. While everyone was decorating the Christmas tree, all humming along to Christmas songs and dressed in matching Christmas pajamas, including you. Robyn’s parents never singled you out, you were their eldest daughter’s girlfriend, a huge reason why Robyn’s smile brightened immensely for the past 2 years.

Besides being so invested in her academics, Robyn preferred spending quality time with you, mostly when you two have study dates which always ends up in making out sessions. Every time you get an answer correct, your girlfriend rewards you with a loving kiss on the lips, seemingly innocent at first but it transpires into something more passionate. Therefore your study session ends with stupid ways of hiding the noticeable hickeys and soothing your swollen lips. It is definitely Robyn’s favorite moment shared with you, nothing else tops as she constantly prioritizes you.

You felt grateful to be a part of such a loving family, and they never let you forget it. Her siblings admired you, especially Sheila, the youngest one, she was very shy, unlike her older siblings who were all brazen and outgoing. Sheila loved the attention you gave her, aware she was your favorite sister.

Later that same day, the Rook family were arguing over which Christmas movie to watch, many voices overlapping with different opinions in mind.

“Y/N should choose, she’s our guest.” Leroy bargained with his daughters.

“Yeah, Dad, because all of our guests basically live here and are dating Robyn.” Amelia sarcastically replies.

“Young lady, you better watch that tone!” Her dad, Leroy warns.

“Hey, don’t be an asshole,” Sheila shouts at Amelia.

“Language, Sheila!” Imani chastises her youngest daughter with a firm look.

“Did I lie?! Exactly, I never lie.” Amelia taunts.

It kinda makes me laugh, runnin’ down that path

When you’re good as gold

“Y/N’s basically our sister-in-law at this point, we don’t have to sugarcoat it anymore.” Cecilia points out. “Or did I only see Robyn’s pinboard with all things wedding-related, alongside a picture of her and Y/N?”

“Shut up, you little snitch,” Robyn flings the mixing spoon in Cecilia’s direction, “What the hell were you even doing in my room?”

“Ummm we’re siblings, I needed some jewelry and I politely took some without your knowledge, it’s not a crime...”

“Yeah, it is a crime,” Amelia chimes in, “It’s called stealing,”

“And you’re suddenly lacking jewelry?!”

“Ehh not really,” Cecilia shrugged nonchalantly, “You weren’t home so the opportunity kinda raised itself.”

“But I locked the door!”

“And I opened the door with a bobby pin, it’s not rocket science!” Cecilia explained, “You’re supposed to be the smart sister, not me!”

“Mom!” Robyn yelled, resorting immediately to discipline, “Aren’t you gonna say something to them? This is a complete invasion of my privacy!”

Imani looks at the triplets, “Girls it was very wrong to sneak and snoop through your sister’s room.”

“Me! I never participated in such activities,” Amelia defends herself, “That was all Cecilia and Sheila.”

“Sheila, you were in on too?”

“Like I said I got bored and called Sheila,” Cecilia grinned.

“Sheila!” Robyn shouts betrayed at her youngest sister.

“Sorry, Cecilia was very convincing.” Sheila murmurs, too ashamed, avoiding making eye contact with her eldest sister, “Besides, I think the pinboard was very lovely. Are you guys really getting married to each other or is Robyn just manifesting?”

“The truth comes out once and for all,” Amelia laughs, eating the spare marshmallows.

‘Cause when you know, you know

When you’re old, you’re old

“Shut up Amelia!” Your girlfriend yells at her sister.

“There needs to be a mute button for you,” Sheila shakes her head.

“Don’t tell Amelia to shut up!” Cecilia exclaims.

“You can’t tell me what to do!”

“But Y/N can!” Cecilia concluded and turned to you, “Y/N shut Robyn up! She’s puppy-dog whipped for you, we all know it!”

“See the kind of family you’re marrying into, Y/N, enjoy it while it lasts.” Amelia teases you, nudging your side slightly.

You paid no attention to Amelia’s comment, eyes glued on Robyn as she consistently argued with her sisters. Everything was hectic right now, and your reaction towards it certainly wasn’t helping anyone, especially your girlfriend.

“What is she talking about?” You turned to your girlfriend, watching her shoulders tense up as she awkwardly shuffled on her feet.

“Nothing important,” Robyn dismissed with a wave of her hand.

“Nothing important,” Cecilia mocks her eldest sister, “You basically planned the rest of your lives together, I wouldn’t classify that as nothing.”

“I’m gonna literally kill you,” Robyn fiercely glares at Cecilia, “Mark my words!”

“Wow, I’m so scared,” Cecilia rolls her eyes.

“Imma show you scared, alright,” Robyn began to venture towards Cecilia but her father’s reflexes were quicker, and grabbed his daughter. Leroy keeps his grip strong, stopping Robyn’s actions of attacking her younger sister.

“How about we all go bake some cookies to settle down?” Leroy suggested, still holding his eldest daughter, waiting for her to calm down. Cecilia stuck her tongue out, spurring Robyn’s annoyance, who struggled to escape her father’s strong grip.

“That’s a good idea!” Imani agrees, clapping her hands.

Robyn’s parents made all of you settle into the kitchen, tasking each sibling with various tasks of baking gingerbread cookies. Luckily, you were given the easiest job, icing them after they cooled down whilst Robyn made the hot cocoa. For the rest of the night, Robyn and Cecilia were distanced furthest away from each other, hesitant if another sibling fight was to break out.

Your girlfriend’s irritation at her sister simmered down at the sight of you. Keeping her close to you made her mind hazy, forgetting all about the earlier argument and focusing all her affection on you. Being clingy with each other, Robyn hugged you from behind, kissing your neck as you giggled at her actions, miserably failing to put the icing on the gingerbread cookies.

Like Hollywood and me, the diamond on your ring

The soul that you bring to the table

“Stop doing that, babe.” You squirm from her kisses, an easygoing smile evident on your lips. “I don’t wanna mess up the gingerbread cookies,”

“Why should I? You clearly love it.”

Her hands wander onto the inside of your pajama shirt, lingering her soft touch across your stomach, kneading at the flesh. Your girlfriend stares at you, viewing your side profile, observing your cute mimics, and admiring your beautiful melanin skin.

“I do, but the gingerbread cookies—“

“Will be fine besides everything you do is perfect,”

“So will you let me focus?!”

You thought so; it was worth a try.

“Nope.” she squeezed your waist tighter, resting her head against the back of your shirt, “Just pretend that I’m not here.”

“That’s quite impossible, I could never fathom you not being here.” She presses light kisses on your shoulders as her curly hair tickles your neck, giving you tiny goosebumps.

“Stop being sappy, that’s my job!”

“Never!”

One that makes me sing

In a minor key

She gently pecks your lips, and feeds you a marshmallow, both smiling in contentment at each other’s presence.

To end the night off, her parents stuck to their created tradition. It was a tradition in the Rook Household to watch Christmas movies every night in December, to keep the winter season alive. You thought it was cute, and instantly adored the little family tactic. Robyn didn’t mind her family’s tradition, quite accustomed to it from a toddler, and now since you were dating, no complaints left her mouth. As long as you were beside her, or holding her, she slept like a baby, comforted in your arms.

Eventually, on Christmas Day, extended family is invited over and that hassle is settled down again with the same method.

After hours of incoherent curses and overlapping yelling, the classical ‘Home Alone’ movie was finalized and everyone was huddled up on couches in the living room. Her siblings took the bigger couch, sitting directly in front of the television whilst you and Robyn sat on the right couch, partially facing the television and her parents sat opposite.

The lights were dim, giving the room a much cooler vibe to drift asleep in. Munching down on cookies and drinking hot chocolate as you snuggled up with Robyn with a fuzzy blanket wrapped around you two.

“I wish we could be like this forever,” she whispers in your ear.

“Me too.”

There were some beats of silence, canceling out the movie sound effects as you remembered the huge sibling dispute, regarding the topic of marriage, and Robyn wanting to be your future wife.

That innuendo Cecilia had teased you about clawed at your mind and made you anything but curious. Since it stemmed from a whole argument from Robyn, this discussion wasn’t a light topic to handle, but you wanted answers! You wanted answers and you wanted them now. Hopefully, there aren’t limited answers to the questions you desire to ask, which will leave you irritated. You want the whole truth, not the half or a quarter, you just want the full truth and if your girlfriend knows what’s best for her, she’ll be completely honest with you.

‘Cause when you know, you know

When you know, you know

Certainly, you misheard what your girlfriend’s sister had so brazenly said to you. Robyn wanted to marry you, sure it was a little stretch, you’ve been dating for 2 years now, so you didn’t think that thought would cross her mind. It didn’t even cross your mind. Never mind, that was a fucking lie, seeing as your Pinterest board is mostly dedicated to wedding-related content but you kept that private. Well, you couldn’t have been more wrong, apparently, that thought had crossed her mind, and it remained there.

So asking the question couldn’t hurt, right? Not that it was a complicated question which depends on your girlfriend’s response. Or maybe confirming your assumptions would end your overthinking once and for all.

“Hey, babe.” you look up at her.

And when you’re old, you’re old

Like Hollywood and me, that diamond on your ring

“Mhmmm…” her attention no longer directed on the movie, peers down at you.

“About Cecilia’s earlier statement, is that true?”

At first, she stayed silent, contemplating her upcoming words. She exhaled slowly, nodding gently, and whispered back, “Yeah, it’s true.”

Your eyes sparkle in astonishment, “Really? You want to marry me?”

“I’d be crazy not to…and I know that might be moving too fast but I’ve never been so certain about anything else in my life..well besides dating you. You’re my absolute dream girl and someday I wanna make you my wife.”

You giggle, hiding away your flustered face, “But I don’t understand, why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I was kinda embarrassed,” she sheepishly admits, “Scared kinda.”

“Scared?!” You shake your head. “You?! The most confident girl I know was too scared to tell me this?!”

That soul that you bring to the table

One that makes me sing

“I was scared of your reaction; that you’d possibly freak out thinking I’m moving too fast in this relationship and end it all.”

“You’d really think I would break up with you over a future reference?” You inquired, raising an eyebrow, “It’s not a crime to think about those things, even I thought about our marriage from time to time.”

Robyn stared at you, shell-shocked as she stammered on her words, “You thought about it too?” Like she couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth.

“Of course, I did.” You reassured her, bringing your interlocked hands to your chest, and squeezing her hands tightly.

“No bullshitting, right?”

“No bullshitting whatsoever.”

All Robyn did was flash you a toothy grin and briefly peck your lips.

“Guess what, then?”

“What?” She bites her lower lip, brown eyes glowering at you.

“I wanna marry you too.” You stated.

“Why not we get—“

“Ehh Hey!! Lovebirds!” Cecilia whisper-shouts interrupt your lovey-dovey bubble.

“What?” Robyn grew agitated by her sister’s interruption.

“Keep it down! Some of us are trying to watch the movie.”

“Mind your own business then!” she rolls her eyes at her sister, throwing a pillow towards Cecilia.

“You’re really a fool in love,” You chuckle.

“Only a fool for you, I promise you that.”

“You’re a lovesick fool regardless.”

In a minor key

Diamond on your ring

This time she shifts her full attention onto you, eyes sparkling in admiration as a warm smile appears on her face, “Now, my darling wife, where were we?”

“Oh, so we’re starting the names early then?”

“Well, I definitely intend to make you my future wife, why not get a headstart?” She winks, gazing at her beloved girlfriend.

You pressed her lips against yours softly, seemingly making the kiss sweet and innocent. Tugging one of Robyn’s loose curls that dangled in her face, you pulled it behind her ear as your lips moved as one. You adored Robyn’s hair, thick voluminous curls flowing down to her neck and you couldn’t resist playing it in when she was close.

“I think that’s a great idea, my love.” You sigh, finally pulling away from the kiss, your thumb gliding across her soft cheeks as she smiles lovingly at you. Every day you wake up, guessing how truly lucky you are to be dating her, to be her forever girl, to be her future wife. Instead, she always reassures you that she’s the only lucky one to be dating such a unique woman as yourself. You two made each other complete, like pieces of a puzzle, longing to be together, destined to stay together forever, to overcome any obstacle thrown your way made to test your love. Robyn didn’t know what it was like to be truly in love and to experience severe heartbreak whenever you’re not around, and now she understands why couples are so clingy with each other. Now she fully comprehends why love languages are important to express, if not some, maybe all of them. Love is deemed too powerful, and the stability depends on both partners’ perseverance to keep their relationship thriving for the better. Robyn knew love changes a person, whether it is for better or for worse, weighing on the aspects of a healthy or unhealthy relationship. Without a doubt, Robyn knew you were her soulmate, from the moment everything connected with you two, and how perfect your kisses were, she couldn’t find a more perfect girl anywhere. You were her girl, her only girl, her perfect girl, and hopefully her forever girl.

Either way, you two were utterly obsessed with each other, and nothing or nobody could ruin it, not if both of you had anything to say.

‘Cause when you know, you know

When you know, you know

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[scarletst0ries]

TWST: The EPIC Saga

The Horse and the Infant

Main Character: Jamil Viper(Odysseus)

Technically Jamil x Oc. (I needed to have as many of the canon cast as possible)

I will be following the story of EPIC and by extension the Odyssey but with the names of twst characters and slight rewrites. Style: Songfic? I think?

TW: murder, child endangerment, dramatics, war, PTSD, death, more to be added as it comes up. Masterlist

A/N: Love you Yana! And love you Jorge! I hope I do this story justice

600 men were crammed into a wooden horse. They were all dressed in the Scalding Sands’ traditional soldier’s uniform. They wait with bated breath as they feel the horse begin to move into the capital city of the Kingdom of Heroes. They all turn to their commander, a young man with long, dark, hair, and calculated grey eyes. He sighs and looks to the men around him.

“Alright my brothers, listen closely. Tonight we make those “heroes” pay. Ten years of war they’ve killed us slowly, but tonight we’ll be the ones who slay!”

A buzz of cheers ricochets throughout the horse. He waits for it to die down before starting again, “Think of your wives and your children,” He looks at the snake armband around his right upper arm, ”Your family’s wondering where you’ve been. They’re growing old and yet you’re still here.”

He looks at his men again, admiring the determination in their gaze.

“Do what I say and you’ll see them again,” He offers.

“Yes sir!” The army shouts. It’s overwhelming and would get them found out without the soundproofing spell. He begins to assign specific duties to his best soldiers.

“Jack will lead the charge,” A tall wolf beastman nods.

“Sebek will flank the guard, Silver will let our mates through the gate and take the whole city at large, Rook will shoot any ambush attack, and Epel will stay back,” He waits for each man to nod before continuing, “Sam, secure the princess and protect her, and Floyd, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Rielle!”

“Yes sir!”

The captain’s eyes glow slightly red, giving a binding order to his men, “Find that inner strength now, use that well of pride, fight through every pain now, ask yourself inside: What do live for, what do you fight for, what do you wish for, what do you try for?”

The men echo the last sentiment as the order solidifies. The horse begins to move.

He takes the armband and turns it over in his hands. He thought back to his homeland where people, specifically someone was waiting for him. He sees a woman, his wife, y/n and a small bundle in her hands, their son, Carmon. He slips the gold snake band back onto his arm.

I fight for us.

He can hear the soldiers around him asks each other who they’re living for. Y/n

Who they’re trying for.

Carmon

Who they’re wishing for. He sighs in preparation as he can feel the wooden horse beginning to stop moving.

I’m on my way

Who they’re fighting for. The horse stops moving and the door on the neck slowly starts to open. The soldiers hug the shadows until it opens enough for them to safely jump down. The moment finally comes.

“Attack!” He shouts and the soldiers rush the unsuspecting citizens and army, beginning to slaughter them.

The Scalding Sands’ men are suffering no casualties. Spells of all kinds fly throughout the battlefield. The captain had just finished clearing out a unit of archers until he notices someone behind him. He tries to react but the assailant thrusts a blade through his stomach. He lets out a gut-wrenching scream, trying to grab the blade.

But he finds nothing. Because he wasn’t stabbed.

“What…was that?” He asks, turning behind him to see a tall man with jet black hair, pointed ears, and horns. Malleus, the king of the gods.

Malleus smiles at him and speaks with a deep voice, “A vision, of what is to come. Cannot be outrun, can only be dealt with right here and now.”

Jamil swallows, “Tell me how.”

Malleus chuckles, “I don’t think you’re ready,” he points to the captain, “A mission, to kill someone’s son. A foe who won’t run, it can only be dealt with right here and now.”

“Tell me how. I know that I’m ready.”

“I don’t think you’re ready,” Malleus snaps his fingers and a bundle of blankets float gently into his arms. The captain pulls back the blanket and is greeted with a small, sleeping face. He looks at it horrified.

“It’s just an infant…it’s just a boy. What sort of imminent threat does he pose that I can’t avoid?”

“This is the son of none other of the Kingdom of Heroes very own prince. He will grow from a boy do an avenger. One fueled by rage, if you’re consumed by age,” A group of gods appear behind him, joining Malleus in the prophecy, “If you don’t end him now, you’ll have nothing else to save.”

Malleus grins, “You can say goodbye to y/n.”

The captain looks around panicked, trying to find a solution that does not involve killing the innocent child, “I could raise him as my own.”

Malleus sighs, “He will burn your house and throne.”

“Send him far away from home.”

“He will find wherever you roam.”

“Make sure his past is never known!”

“The gods will make him know.”

“I’d rather bleed for you!”

“This is the will of the gods,” Malleus glares at the captain with an air of finality. The captain looks from the god, to the infant, and back to the god.

“Please don’t make me do this…Don’t make me do this!” His voice is strained. For once, the god looks at him with sympathy and places his hand on his shoulder.

“The blood on your hands is something you won’t lose,” He begins to fade away, “All you can choose is whose…”

He leave the captain alone with the infant. He stares at the burning city around him, before slowly walking to the edge of the wall….

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Some of the characters were inspired by @werewolfbyknight’s idea for the AU

[rogloptimist]

you will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again // kasia niewiadoma

kasia would you accept this as a marriage proposal? (EDITED BECAUSE I’M STUPID AND FORGOT TO PUT IN A FEW IMAGES)

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title is the brothers karamzov by fyodor dostoyevsky

[faebaex]

Hi! I love our stuff and thank you for posting even if you don't chose or get to mine! Thanks so much with sharing your talent! <3

Name: Robyn

Gender: Male (red curly hair/blue eyes if that comes up)

Scenario: just something with Rook! Maybe something protective or sweet! Anything would be amazing with our adorable, ridiculous Frenchman! :D

author note: helloooo sorry this took so long ;-; I really love all your works, your poly Octavinelle is just *chefs kiss* (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪ I hope you enjoy!! Rook is so goofy, what will we do with him~

characters: Rook Hunt x M!Reader

"Beauté!"

"100 points!"

"My beloved trickster, you look divine!"

Endless compliments had been flowing from Rook's lips over this past week. He often complimented you, but recently it was like he had gone into hyperdrive, often waxing lyrical about how you were born from the tears of Gods, how you were brighter than the light that shone from the moon and how the sweetest of bird songs could never compare to your voice. It was becoming a bit... Much. And you weren't the only one noticing.

"Rook has been a bit..." Deuce hesitated as you, him and Ace walked through the main college building after a long day of classes.

"Unhinged?" Ace added unhelpfully, cheeky smile on his lips as he walked with one arm behind his head.

"That's rude, Ace." Deuce chided, but his expression said he didn't entirely disagree, "he's just been very... Into you lately, Y/N." Deuce finally said, and you could feel your cheeks turning red at the comment.

"Yeah, what was today's poem? 'Everyday with you gives me a thrill, my dreams you richly fulfill', yada yada yada?" Ace teased, his grin widening when he saw the red tint on your cheeks flush down to your neck.

"Come on, Rook always compliments everyone he sees..." You retorted, keeping your eyes on the ground as you knew your rebuttal was weak at best. Ace scoffed and Deuce shook his head, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Please, you can't tell me you actually think he serenades everyone like he does when he sees you." Ace gibed, and Deuce couldn't help but nod in agreement. "He got down on one knee in the cafeteria the other day to offer you a napkin." Deuce pointed out and you felt your cheeks grow hot again as you remembered the scene. Thank Seven that Vil dragged him away before he could continue.

"So, like... Are you two dating?" Ace blurted out, his and Deuce's curious eyes on you now. You squirmed, fingers fiddling with the hem of your blazer as you kept your eyes glued to the floor.

"No! Of course not... I mean, I don't think so?" You felt your blush deepening with every word you spoke and you opened your mouth to retort further when you were suddenly interrupted by a shout from nearby.

"Trickster!"

You, Ace and Deuce all froze in place as you recognised Rook's voice calling out to you. You didn't have a chance to react as he was already walking towards you, his usual whimsical smile on his face as he stopped in front of you.

"My, your face is rather red, Trickster! Like the ripest of apples! Is everything all right?" Rook inquired, and you heard Ace snort beside you and you dug an elbow into his side. If Rook saw, he said nothing, keeping his eyes trained on you with his usual fanciful smile on his lips.

"Yes, yes. I'm fine, Rook. Did you need something?" You said, fluster obvious in your tone as you tried to pat at your cheeks discreetly, as if that would somehow will away the colour in your cheeks.

"I wondered if you had a moment to spare? It would make me the happiest man alive if you would grace me with your presence for a walk around the grounds?" Rook all but sang, his hands gesturing in his usual eccentric manner. It looked like he'd break into another one of his compliment filled routines any moment, so you quickly stepped forward and agreed in hopes of saving your cheeks from colouring any further.

"Y-yes sure, that would be nice..." You looked back at Ace and Deuce, giving them an awkward smile and a small wave, "I'll see you guys later." Ace and Deuce both uttered farewells, but could not hide the curious looks on their faces as they watched you and Rook walk away.

You let Rook lead the walk, even as he kept close to your side, close enough that your arms were brushing against each other. You felt your face growing hot again. In an attempt to compose yourself, you broke the silence between you, "Rook, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Trickster! I adore your questions!" Rook responded with a flourish, turning his green eyes upon you once again. Hunter's eyes, eyes that felt like they tracked your every move, you could almost feel a shiver ready to run up your spine. You cleared your throat and looked away briefly, finding it easier to ask your question when you weren't staring directly into his unnerving gaze.

"Um... Well..." You began, and Rook hummed in acknowledgment, his eyes still on you, and you suddenly felt so much more self conscious. However, you swallowed and carried on, "you know lately... You've been very..." You paused.

"Yes?" Rook enquired, whimsical smile still on his lips, his face giving nothing away.

"Well... You've been giving me a lot of compliments lately... And other things... And it's been a bit... Much..." You had finally mustered up the courage to look up at Rook again, only to cringe back when you caught sight of him.

Rook stood, his eyebrows raised, with his hands pressed dramatically over his heart.

"Mon dieu! Trickster, I can't believe my displays of affection have caused you distress! Oh, how I lament this turn of events!" Rook mourned, his hand raising so the back of it rested against his forehead as he leaned back, like he was a damsel in distress.

"Rook--" You tried, but he had already began.

"It can't be helped, when I see your shining beauty, my heart soars--"

"Roo--"

"My, it is a shame... Nay! A crime! That the rest of campus is largely unaware of how brightly you shine!"

"Rook."

"Why, is it not admirable that I make it my mission to enlighten the masses to your precious allure?"

You bit your lip as you watched him continue to wax lyrical about you once again.

"I would be able to retire a happy man if I knew but a few were enlightened to how wonderful you truly are." Rook finished, taking his hat off with a flourish.

Silence fell between you, with you and Rook left staring at each other, him in his ridiculous, flourished pose and you, awkwardly with your hands at your sides. The silence stretched between you, only to be broken by your undignified snort as your stiff composure crumpled in a heap of giggles.

"Rook, you are ridiculous!"

You wiped at the tears that were forming in your eyes as you laughed uncontrollably, feeling your ribs ache from your mirth. When you finally were able to look up at Rook, you could see a cheeky glint in his eyes as he righted his hat back onto his head.

"Ah but Trickster, you love it." The smile Rook wore was rugged and charming as he made his way back to your side, curving an arm around your back as he guided you to continue your weekly walk, which you always eagerly anticipated.

"But can you tone it down a bit? Vil will string me up if he catches you on your knees in the cafeteria again!" You asked with a pout.

"Non, non Trickster! I can tone, but the direction will not be down!"

"Rook!"

[hard-for-harding]

kinda forgot to share my Rooks anywhere (240+hrs of DATV and counting, can u tell im busy). first pic is Aleix Thorne, she's really deep in #taashcity second pic is Robyn Thorne, whos hard for Harding like me pics have weird shape bc i cut the dialogue out i just love them wardens <3

[pinkskytwst]

Hi guys! This is for Tuna's Beach Event! It's a bit rushed so please be kind. I used a pose base and since Tuna is so short I'm saying they're standing on a rock lol.

This is Tuna and my OC Robyn, in this version he's a human that Lilia adopted before Silver and is turning him into a changeling but he's kind of in the middle of the process so he still has human eyes. (Silver's curse is preventing the same for him but they're working on a way around it.)

Robyn is ace and so I thought it was cute to have him be friends with Tuna in this since they have similar interests and have compatible personalities. Where Tuna shares a braincell with Rook, Robyn shares a brain cell with Kalim lol. They make for a fun group to hand around with! <3

Congrats on the followers Tuna! I hope you like my addition even if it's not too detailed.

@tunabesimpin

[megari9818]

This post is for my ben 10 oc Robyn Rodriguez, weilder of the chaquetrix

Age: 12-13(classic), 17(alien force/ultimate alien), 18(omniverse)

New Origin: Azmuth's ex Zennith created the chaquetrix to act as a means of achieving peace and love across the universe. She had it sent to earth like the omnitrix and was found by orphan girl Robyn Rodriguez. The reason the alien hybrids are female and not male is because Zennith programed the chaquetrix to match the user's desires and at this point where she got the watch, Robyn was questioning her sexuality.

Girlfriend's: literally all of her aliens.

Friends: Ben Tennyson, gwen, max, Xylene, Kevin, Sir George, Julia, Rook

Enemies: The forever knights/Enoch, Kevin(formally), Zombozo, circus freak trio, vilgax, Michael Morningstar, Zs'skar, albedo, eon, maltruon, evil versions of Ben and herself.

Total amount of aliens in Robyn's chaquetrix:

Classic: 14

Heatblast, Wildmutt, Diamondhead, Cannonbolt, Upgrade, Grey matter, ghostfreak, Four arms, Ripjaws, XLR8, Xykinetic (Uxorite), Frankinstrike, eye "gal", Way Big, Feedback

Alien Force:12

Swampfire, Echo Echo, Big chill, jetray, Humungosaur, Spider monkey, Chromastone, Brainstorm, Rath, fasttrack, Clockwork, ALIEN X.

Ultimate alien: 1 + the og ultimates and 4 exclusive ultimates.

NRG, ultimate fasttrack, ultimate eye gal, ultimate Xykinetic, ultimate Alien X (goddess of love, desire, and justice.).

Omniverse: 4

Shocksquatch, Gravattack, Atomix, Arcticguana(Cool).

Total: 32 Aliens/Girlfriends.

Credits: the concept of the chaquetrix was made by Trix (@TrixTheAlien) on X

[villainessprefect]

~Tell It to My Heart~

title: A Queen, A Hunter, and Their Star

Dialogue #8: “I’ll be damned if I let someone else touch you like that again.”

Rook x male!OC (belongs to @pinkskytwst​ )  x Vil

Read on AO3

"Is it not wonderful to have such a beauty to grace us with his presence, Roi de Poison?" Rook asks, letting his gaze drift towards their other partner.

Curly dark red hair bounces as Robyn speaks. Stars shine in his eyes, making them sparkle as he continues with nonstop passion. The same cannot be said for the one he is speaking to. Another Pomefiore student has little to no interest in the subject he's speaking on. Alchemy by the sound of it, or so Rook hears. The poor soul looks rather bored despite the enthusiasm that Robyn projects.

It's a shame, really, that many can't comprehend the beauty of passion. The way it makes a voice turn into a melodic song, orchestrating a new piece for the world to hear. Or how it makes one's eyes sparkle in even the darkest of places. The way a person can shine brighter than the sun when they decide to speak to lose themselves in what they love.

It's something that Vil loves about him. He easily makes his heart sway, like an actor putting on their finest performance. And he simply adores the stage that Robyn puts on for himself. How anyone can't appreciate his tangents is a mystery to him.

"Of course it is," Vil answers. He allows himself a glance at the other boy before returning to his current project. Hands perfect a stack of papers. Words neatly printed on each one that turn out to be a script. The film club had been quite stagnant the past couple of months and Vil intended to produce something outstanding for their lack of productions. "Would you dare say otherwise?"

"Non! You know my answer," Rook replies with a smile. Green hues dart back towards the two. "Should I interrupt them? You know how he gets and his prey is simply..."

Vil huffs.

"If he's smart, he won't lay a finger on him."

Vil's eyes flick away from his papers. Robyn could come off as annoying to some, but surely no one would dare do anything while he and Rook are in the vicinity. They'd have to be a true fool if they did.

As if on cue to try and challenge Vil's words, the student lashes out. A hand grips Robyn's wrist. The sound of his journal dropping to the floor is what causes heads to turn. The queen and the hunter are the first to lock eyes on the scene.

Vil's eyes darken. A disgusting rage boiling inside him already. Partially at the student and himself. He should have known that a lowly potato would react this way. But one from his dorm? It seems he hasn't been keeping his students in top shape as he wished.

He says nothing as he sets aside his papers. Heels click loudly against the floor. The queen doesn't need to make his presence known, but he does. The other student tenses up as the sound of clicks grows louder and louder.

"Do you have business with him?" Vil asks while putting his hands on his hips. He keeps his head high while looking down at the unfortunate student. If looks could kill, he would be incinerated on the spot.

"I-I just wanted him to stop talking..." He weakly protests.

"Oh? And why not simply ask instead of choosing a violent path? It's children like you that need to be taught a lesson. And being under my command, I'll ensure that it's the finest one of all."

Vil holds his pen in hand and it glistens. That alone is enough to make the student free Robyn from his grasp and run. An expected outcome, but he forgets that Vil is never alone. He doesn't even need to make eye contact with Rook or speak his name. The hunter understands what needs to be done. With a slight tip of his hat, the predator begins a beautiful chase.

The moment that Rook is out of sight, Vil turns his attention to Robyn. His eyes soften as he meets with those blue ones. Calm and lovely and haven't lost their shine despite the harsh reaction from that silly potato.

"Did he hurt you?" He asks, a hand already gently taking his own.

"I'm fine!" Robyn chirps in response. It stings a bit, but he figures it's due to it being recent. He's more concerned over his journal and how Vil and Rook are faring. "Thanks for stepping in. I guess I kinda went overboard, huh?"

"Nonsense," Vil brushes off his apology. It's shocking how uplifting he can be despite the scene he caused. "He should have spoken up if he wanted a better outcome." A sigh escapes him and he quietly mutters. "I'll be damned if I let someone else touch you like that again."

He dislikes the use of such 'vulgar' language. It's not beautiful nor does it befit him or anyone, but he makes an exception this once. Robyn and Rook are special and important to him. And no one is allowed to cast harm on them. No one.

[simgrump]

❦ Founder Household, Day Thirty-Eight ❦

As was their tradition, ever since Robyn’s retirement party, Dax and Robyn sat down for a game of chess as the rest of the family played around in the park. Allan and Johnny took Parker to the playground while Eris took a few quiet moments to herself to simply breathe. 

“Do you think the new baby will like playing chess with us?” Dax asked. He’d gotten quite good at the game and sometimes even beat Robyn as they were playing. Though, she’d never claim to be a chess master, she liked to think she could outsmart an elementary school kid. But Dax was smart, too. Really smart and she thought he was getting smarter by the day. 

“Oh, I’m sure she’ll love to play chess with us when she gets old enough,” Robyn agreed. 

“Parker just likes to eat the pawns,” Dax complained and Robyn chuckled. 

“Maybe when she’s a little older, we can teach her that pawns aren’t for eating, but rather for worthy sacrifices,” Robyn said, sending her own pawn straight into the line of Dax’s rook. He smirked, not taking the bait, but sat there thinking about the game and about his sister and soon to be sister for a moment. 

“Check,” he made his move and Robyn smiled, though gave a playful sigh. Smarter every day. 

Gen One || Legacy Page  

[alishasboe]

Dior Goodjohn as Robyn Rook in HEAD OF THE CLASS (2021–)

[partiallypearl]

Dior Goodjohn as Robyn Rook in Head Of The Class 2021:

“Okay, my she-ro.” 

[asvterias]

so you guys…should i start writing for summer dacosta and (or maybe robyn rook)?? i know requests are closed currently but someone please send a request for robyn rook, i wanna see if i can write for her!

[scarletst0ries]

What Robyn(OC) thinks of all the Twst boys

Who is Robyn?

Other parts of the series: Zian, Kara/Yuu

Heartslabyul

Ace: I don’t mind him that much. Luckily, I’m not the main source of his teasing. Or pranks. I hear a lot about him from Jamil, and it seems like he can be difficult to work with.

Deuce: He’s on the track team right? Yeah, the track is right next to the archery range and our clubs practice on the same days. Sometimes I run with him and Jack during their cool down. I don’t quite have the courage to talk to him outside of club time, but I’m working on it!

Cater: I haven’t talked to him. Kalim talks about him a lot and says he’s amazing, but Kalim says that about everyone. He’s can’t be too bad though right?

Trey: I see him around the botanical gardens from time to time. He always greets me and we have decent small talk. I like that he’s quiet and not obnoxious.

Riddle: He sits next to me in Trein’s class. He’s pretty intimidating, but he helps me if I have a question. I’m terrified to set him off, so we don’t talk often.

Savanaclaw

Jack: Jack’s pretty stoic. We run together in the mornings. It’s nice to be around someone in complete silence. We have similar beastfolk traits, so he always shares his fur cleaning products.

Ruggie: Ruggie and I grew up together in the slums. He’s like a brother to me. He keeps pushing me to talk to people, but it’s nice to know I’m not alone. We split donuts on each other’s birthdays.

Leona: ….He’s scary

Octavinelle

Floyd: I have to outrun Riddle and Kara every time he shows up. He calls me Garden Eel?

Jade: He’s….surprisingly pleasant. I help him identify mushrooms and herbs from time to time. He uh…he has an obsession with poisonous varieties.

Azul: I’ve seen scammers like him in the slums. He just got lucky by having money to back himself up.

Scarabia

Jamil: He’s my Vice housewarden. He helped me deal with the heat during my first year, so in return I help him around the dorm. I always accidentally pick pocket things, and he makes me check my pockets. That said, I’m still mad about what happened during winter break. I don’t like being taken control of.

Kalim: I like Kalim…I really do, but he has a tendency to…steamroll over your ideas. He threw a big party for my birthday…it was the most uncomfortable I’ve ever been. He’s a good person, but not the best housewarden.

Pomefiore

Epel: He’s friends with Jack, so sometimes I hang out with them. I like hearing his stories about Harveston.

Rook: Sometime I catch him staring at my fox traits…I hide behind someone when that happens.

Vil: All I know about him is that he’s an actor and that he can by extremely critical about people’s appearances.

Ignihyde

Ortho: He’s really interesting. I’ve never seen a living machine before.

Idia: I locked in a classroom with him once, that was an awkward couple of hours. We both just stayed in separate corners.

Diasomnia

Sebek: He’s so loud. He hurts my ears.

Silver: Who?

Lilia: He pops in front of me all the time. I’m scared I’ll punch him one of these days.

Malleus: He’s so intimidating. Almost more intimidating than Leona.

[ryik-the-writer]

[genya-ruination-safin]

PERCY JACKSON

New updates!

Olivea Morton - Nancy Bobifit

Born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada, thirteen year-old Olivea discovered her passion for acting while performing at her local theater. She began to pursue roles in film and television, first appearing in commercials. She soon landed the role of young Alex in the short film And Yet They Speak, and has also appeared in Fear, Better Now, and Neila Extinction. Her hobbies include archery, biking, skating and swimming. That last skill is especially important, since she may be taking an unexpected swim as Nancy Bobofit, Percy’s nemesis at Yancy Academy!

Dior Goodjohn - Clarisse LaRue

Dior is a multitalented actor, singer, songwriter and dancer. At just 15 years old, she is no stranger to acting. Born in Santa Monica, CA, she  landed national commercials for JC Penny and ABC Mouse at age 3.  By age 6, she was portraying young Santana in the mega hit FOX TV series “Glee.” Dior made her TV series regular debut starring in the reboot of “Head of the Class” for HBO Max last year, playing Robyn Rook, a snarky, sarcastic, quick-witted gamer.  She will next be seen starring in the third chapter of the hit Nickelodeon series “Are You Afraid of the Dark?” which will premiere this summer.

As Clarisse LaRue, child of Ares, she is a strong-willed and competitive fighter who doesn’t let much stand in the way of her winning. Intensely loyal to her close friends, she’s also quite intimidating to newcomers — look out, Percy!

Charlie Bushnell - Luke Castellan

A Los Angeles native, Charlie Bushnell had an epiphany in 2017 when his best friend, the family dog Patito, passed away. While binging “Stranger Things” to distract from the loss, he announced to his family “I can do that!” After participating in plays in elementary and middle school, Bushnell started taking professional acting classes. These quickly led to auditions and his first role, a series regular as Bobby Cañero-Reed in the groundbreaking Disney+ original series “Diary of a Future President.”

As Luke Castellan, head counselor of the Hermes cabin, Luke will soon become one of the most influential people in Percy’s life.

[kdinjenzen]

If you where to make a chess board based around Robin Hood and/or the Happy Huntresses who would you designate as what piece?

Easy.

Robin Hood/Robyn Hill - The King

Maid Marian/May Marigold - The Queen

Friar Tuck/Fiona Thyme - The Bishop

Little John/Joanna Greenleaf - The Knight

We’re out of Happy Huntresses so I’ll just keep going with the rest of the main Merry Men...

Will Stutely & Will Scarlet - The Rooks (I refuse to leave Will Stutely out and having BOTH Will’s play the Rooks makes so much sense to me considering the roles they play.)

Alan-A-Dale - The Pawns... because you really don’t wanna f*ck with sixteen bards. Do you know the damage sixteen Alan-A-Dales could do? A lot. A lot of damage. A lute is not a weapon until it’s a weapon.