“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way
they should invent a tummy that doesnt hurt
romance is alive and well 🐝
when i say “girl” randomly as an interjection i’m speaking to the omnipresent all knowing being of Girl. asking her for mercy. taking girl’s name in vain
Not to be a slut or anything but can someone come lie on top of me and kiss me like you've needed to your whole life
i love him. my squish. my love. my rat boy.
they are so special to me
Robin is freaking out about how she hasn’t had her first kiss yet and Steve’s like, “Hey, I’ll help you.”
She raised an eyebrow at him and he rolls his eyes, “Not with me, obviously. I will find you someone.”
This leads to a whole month where they’ll go to a party/bar/club and Steve will bring over a random man and just leave him there.
Robin is just ?????????
She feels like she’s reading this wrong because to her, it seems like Steve is implying that she should make out with these objectively good looking guy and - and - finally she explodes, “Do you know what a lesbian is?”
“Yeah?”
“Okay, then why do you keep bringing guys over to me??!!”
Steve gives her a baffled look, says like it’s obvious, “So you can have your first kiss.”
“Why?” She asks through the insanity. “Would. I. Want. To. Do. That?????! I’m. A. Lesbian.”
“…oh, Robs,” Steve says like he gets it but proves that he really doesn’t when he adds, “A first kiss feels like it’s really important but it’s not. So you just do it with anyone to get it over with.”
“I’m a lesbian.”
“So?? My first kiss was with Tommy,” Steve shrugs. “Why would you want your first kiss to be with someone you like? The first kiss is always bad.”
Robin just stares at that revelation and then looks at the clock. It’s getting late but they can be tired for work tomorrow. This is a conversation she needs to have now.”
Yes your blorbo is tortured and pathetic and slutty and pretty and suffers more than jesus and all that but never forget that your blorbo is, first and foremost, a loser.
yes all my favorite characters are desperate to be loved. no i don’t think that says anything about me
Robin Buckley; a webweave [requested by anon]