#st robin

[yellowsweater-bluevest]

“I don’t think I’m straight.”

Steve had reached that conclusion exactly ten seconds before saying it out loud. Laying upside down on the couch of his house with his best friend draping her legs on top of him.

“Is that what you were thinking about?” Robin asked, not lifting her eyes from her book.

“Yeah, it just makes sense.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Steve hummed thoughtfully. Did he want to talk about it? Was it important enough? Did it change anything?

“I feel the same,” he said. “I thought being gay would feel different.” For a second, Steve was sure Robin would tell him that was a stupid thing to think.

“Are you gay?” Robin asked instead, because she is Robin. She was able to ask something in a judgemental tone without being judgy.

“I'm not straight.” he repeated.

“Pretty sure there are more than two options.” She explained with a joking tone. It was lucky, she thought, that she found a zine hidden in a library when she visited her aunt in Indianapolis.

“How do I know what I am?”

“I don't know, actually,” she said, putting her book down. “I've never seen what the big deal with men is.” Robin explained, crossing her arms. “That's how I knew.”

“I definitely see the big deal with women,” Steve responded simply.

“What about men?”

“I think I always saw the big deal, I just pretended it did not exist.” Steve explained.

“Oh, sweet old denial.” She teased. “How do you feel about this?”

“I would feel better if I had better taste.” Steve deadpanned, causing Robin to laugh and kick him. He slid out of the sofa dramatically to the floor. “Kicking me while I'm most vulnerable, Buckley? I see your game.”

“I have been bidding my time to find your weak spot, Harrington.” Robin joked lightly, jabbing Steve’s legs with her foot. “You will fall, Steven!”

Steve retaliated by pulling her into the floor.

“Look who's falling now?”

“Whatever,” Robin pushed herself to sit upward, sitting on the floor with her back against the sofa. Steve mimicked her with his back against the coffee table. “Who is the guy?” she asked.

“I don't wanna tell you,” Steve whispered, more out of respect for their tradition than anything else. “You’ll make fun of me.”

“Of course I will,” she whispered back. Steve reached for her hand to intertwine their fingers and she held him without batting an eye. “That’s kinda my job as your soulmate.” Steve chuckled. “I have to make sure whoever it is doesn’t mess up our vibe, you know?” He didn’t.

“I’m sure he won’t."

"Are you really gonna make me guess?" Steve lit up at the suggestion. Before he could speak, Robin continued "I'm not gonna guess, just tell me."

"Are you afraid of getting it wrong and looking like a fool?" He teased.

"It's Eddie." She answered less than a second later.

Steve did not respond, shocked at her quick response.

"Who's the fool now, Steve?" The smile on her face was infectious to Steve, who poker her with his foot.

"How did you do that?"

"By having eyes."

"What do you think?" She closed her eyes and hummed as Steve waited for her response.

"I think he looks at you the same way you look at him."

"I should ask him out."

"I can be your wingman!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, my god, yes!"

"We have to make a plan," Robin yelled. She jumped to her feet, letting go of Steve's hand, and dashed up the stairs. "I'm going to get some paper."

Steve stayed behind, sitting more comfortably on the floor, and removing the magazines they had on the coffee table off.

They made a plan, that ended in more of a disaster which is a story for another time. There is only one thing that is important.

Eddie said yes.

[thai-09]

They 🫴🏻

[underthestarlitsky]

two halves of one whole idiot (vickie is standing five feet away staring in confusion btw)

ko-fi requests | commissions

[robin-buck1ey]

Robin writing reminders all over like “call sayde”, left and right on her hands, and (Don’t Trip) on her shoes, only furthers proves that Nance would leave sticky note reminders for Robin

[vullvet]

[forsesam]

"oh I'll just do a quick sketch of Robin as a warm-up, five minutes tops" - me, clueless, 2 hours ago

[botanyshitposts]

the boys and I all line up for the new robin wall kimmerer book like ants and one by one we all say Thank you dr kimmerer for your service

[myrkky]

More of platonic soulmates stobin!

[aliferousdreamer]

here is my robin buckley 🍦🍂 playlist:

thanks to anyone who listens!!

[yellowsweater-bluevest]

Eddie tries pranking Steve by hiding in a closet and jumping to scare him when he’s close. Steve sees him getting inside, drags a chair in front of the closet door, and sits on it.

Eddie hears movement and tries to open the door, only to find he can’t. He keeps trying to push Steve out of the way, but he only pushes him slightly and Steve is leaning fully into the door.

Robin finds Steve laughing being pushed by the closet door and immediately panics. “What’s in there? Is it a monster? WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!?” He tells her it’s Eddie and Eddie yells at her to help him. She stares at them for a second before laughing.

[thai-09]

I drew Mike crying because why not

She's helping him :)

[robin-buck1ey]

The fact that Robin has to write left and right on her hands is so relatable and I love her for it

[piliharrington]

Drunk Robin: Don't fear death, fear the state you will die in.

Drunk Eddie, whispering fearfully: New Jersey.

[spookystarfishzombie]

[artrealla]

[trashpocket]

@lavenderstobins and their "what if steve and robbie had a radio show but robin died first and all steve had left were their tecording together" idea

:((((( theyre paying for my therapy