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goonflower · 7 months

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nancy wheeler textposts (except they get progressively sadder)

#stranger things #nancy wheeler #character text posts #nancy wheeler core #karen wheeler #barb holland #eldest daughter #nancy and barb #ronance #< target audience #guncy #shes so real

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kennahjune · 4 months

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I’m a firm platonic stonathan believer (and romantic but that’s not what this post is about).

And I love Steve and Jonathan being really friendly albeit awkward with each other.

But you know what I absolutely LOVE?

Stonathan who can’t STAND each other.

But would also go to fucking war for each other.

Some asshole is being a prick to Jonathan in school? The dudes suddenly thrown off of every sports team he’s on and the principal is fully aware of every time he cheated on a test. Steve just so happens to be at the high school that day to pick up the kids.

There’s some dickwad giving Steve a hard time at work every day? The guys windshield is busted in and car’s been keyed. Jonathan was totally just stopping by Family Video for a movie at the same time.

It’s just so funny to me. The idea of them both putting on this kind of mask around the whole group where everyone thinks they’re at least friendly with each other— the awkwardness is a given, honestly.

But then when it’s just them— getting high together or smth idk— they trade insults that would have anyone else in a ball crying.

And then them both slowly coming out of their shells around the whole group.

And the first time it happens Steve had called Jonathan a home wrecker and in turn Jonathan called Steve a whore.

Everyone was flipping shit trying to make them both apologize to each other before another fight broke out. But Jonathan and Steve sat and laughed at them.

Nobody ever gets used to their bitter teasing towards each other (nobody’s ever heard Jonathan use such foul language) but they learn to accept that that’s just how they are with each other.

This is kinda like a begrudging sibling-bonded stonathan.

This is also how I imagine madwheeler being btw. But I’ll make them their own post eventually.

#stranger things #steve harrington #jonathan byers #stonathan #but platonic #sibling bonds #they trade insults more creative then a middle schooler with a ban on swearing #and that’s saying something because they’re friends with mike wheeler #and eddie munson #but eddie’s allowed to swear #will is shook to his very core to hear jonathan say some of the stuff he says #nobody knew steve could be so mean #eddie finds it hot #nancy id attracted to jonathan in a whole new light #as is argyle #cause I like jargyle and jancy both

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romainlettusdinnerparty · 19 days

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oh my god. thinking about the byers being jewish again. thinking about a little will acting out and drawing the passover story with joyce narrating and jonathan giggling along. thinking about the potential future of byers-wheeler passovers. thinking about mike writing their haggadah and inserting little jokes and meaningful reflections about their experience with the apocalypse. thinking about when everyone has kids, mike and nancy and el searching for the afikoman along side them because they never got to when they were younger. omg thinking about will and mike turning the passover story into a dnd campaign!! introducing their kids to both dnd and the history of will’s people!! sorry im absolutely insane about this!!!!

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emblazons · 7 months

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MOOD: Wheelers for YSL

#I’m shook to my core look at them GO #I can’t believe these both dropped today lmaooo #natalia dyer #finn wolfhard #st cast #ysl #stranger things #the me tag #the wheeler siblings #mike wheeler #nancy wheeler #not really but oh well lmao

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soniclion92 · 2 months

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Remake of an old edit 💞💞

#they're so head over heels core #stranger things #stranger things netflix #netflix #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #jancy #jancy edit #edit

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musicalchaos07 · 3 months

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Modern AU Jonathan texting Nancy

#he'd give the world sober but y'all get it #he's a simp #<- just in case you dont get it #ANYWAYS #Jonathan rambled about Nancy so much while high that Argyle called her the love of his life #THAT'S TRUE LOVE #guy who's hyperfixation is his wife core #no I'm serious he got his first friend amd immediately infodumped about his girl #NOBODY'S DOING IT LIKE THEM #jancy #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #stranger things #jonathan x nancy #nancy x jonathan #AND ANOTHER THING #this is plot of 2x6 #make of that what you will

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eskawrites · 6 months

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oath of vengeance paladin nancy. is this anything

#filed under: posts brought to you by bg3 #listen. LISTEN.#'my qualms can’t get in the way of exterminating my foes' being a core tenet #also 'if my foes wreak ruin on the world it is because i failed to stop them'#gosh who do we know with that mindset #....paladin nancy that is all goodbyeeee #nancy wheeler #stranger things #mayhaps i'm thinking of the tenar armor drawings too WHAT OF IT

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perceivedregret · 1 year

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i think they deserve to break a few plates, maybe hundreds, but that's just me (share your choice and why in the tags if you'd like 💐)

#stranger things #will byers #nancy wheeler #erica sinclair #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #jonathan byers #el hopper #dustin henderson #joyce byers #st polls #polls #my vote is erica nancy lucas and joyce btw kbye #if ur fav wasnt listed- i could only list so many but i figured these are the core cast who've truly been through the Horrors #also billy doesnt deserve anything but the death he got 💋 xoxo

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eassbees · 2 years

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Not all the core four being shorter than their counterparts for this season

#this is so funny to me #stranger things #st4 #stranger things 4 #st season 4 #stranger things season 4 #robin buckley #vickie stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers #argyle #nancy wheeler #core four #or they just have bad posture from carrying season three

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icequeenlila · 8 months

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Drawn to his Light

Context: Will has been missing for the past few days, after he got vecnad and now the burned grinch keeps him as his avatar/vessel.

Mike felt his heart still inside his chest, setting out several beats.

There was Will. There was Will. He had found him.

His heart picked up its work again, hammering furiously against his rip cage.

“Will!”, he called, running towards him. “Will, are you okay?”

He fired the light signal, while stumbling towards his best friend.

The other would find them. They had split up in their search for the boy.

Nancy and Mike. Joyce and Jonathan. Steve and Dustin. El and Hopper. Lucas, Erica and Murray.

Mike and Nancy had been assigned to the woods. As were Jonathan and Joyce. The others were covering different areas.

“ … If I go there will be trouble …. stay I’ll make it double … let me know … should I stay or should I go … “

Will was singing to himself.

Mike fell to his knees in front of him, taking him by the shoulders and shaking, shaking, shaking, crying for Will to wake up, to come back.

“Will. Hey, Will!”

He put his hands to Will’s cheeks, making him look up at him. There was no resistance, Will’s head weighing heavy in his palms. And then, finally, Mike was looking into his eyes.

Into his eyes. Will’s eyes. Warm hazel, instead of that burning glow. Will instead of Vecna.

“Mike”, he rasped and his voice was raw. Like he had gone without water for days, because he probably had.

Chapped lips, dried tears on his cheeks, dirt and blood sticking to them. Will looked meager, dark shadows under his eyes. Mike was almost sure he could see blue veins under white skin that seemed paper thin.

“Yes”, Mike smiled, pure relief flooding his whole being. Relief so great, it hurt him physically.

“Yes, yes, I’m here, you’re here and you’re gonna be okay, I promise, I promise, I promise you Will.”

Mike was rambling, he knew he was, but he couldn’t care less. He was holding his best friend, the boy he loved more than the world and Will was breathing and his eyes were his own. He had his Will back. This was Will who was looking right back at him. His eyes tired and worn, but Will.

“Mike.”

Will almost smiled at him, his eyes incredibly warm, despite of the pain they held.

“Yes”, Mike cried and he didn’t even care that he did. “I’m here, I got you. I’ll take you home, Will. Everyone will be so happy to have you back safe.”

He was stroking his thumbs over Will’s broken skin, swiping away tears and dirt and blood and he was happy. Mike was beyond happy, relieved, whole, and he wanted nothing more but to kiss him.

He almost did. If it wasn’t for Will’s smile fading away.

“I’m sorry”, Will said, his eyes still incredibly warm.

“What?”

Mike frowned, not understanding. He searched Will’s eyes for an answer but only found him looking past him. Past Mike and directly at Nancy.

Mike turned around, finding his sister standing frozen, staring at Will with wide eyes.

“Now?”, she asked, her voice small, trembling.

Nancy looked scared, like something horrible had just dawned on her.

Mike looked back at Will and then at his sister again. “What’s going on here?”

He pressed down firmer on Will’s cheeks, forcing him to look at him. “What’s wrong, Will? Is he still in there?”

Vecna. He had taken Will. The cold glow inside his eyes. He had hurt them.

Some common sense seeped back into Mike’s mind as the adrenalin finally subsided. The situation had been bad. His friend was himself right now, but that couldn’t be it.

Or could it, maybe?

Could they, for once in their life, just be lucky?

Will’s gaze focused back onto him, into his eyes, searching for something there. He opened his mouth, taking in a soft breath. And then he hesitated, eyes still searching.

Mike felt warm all over, with Will’s focus solely on him.

Whatever Will found inside his eyes, it was enough to make him huff out the softest of laughs, weak and broken but warm, warm, warm, brimming with light, because Will always was. Will was light. And Mike was the moth aching for it, always.

“I love you.”

Will’s voice was soft, dripping with warmth. And Mike was rendered speechless.

He looked at Will.

That’s it. He just looked.

Floating.

He felt like floating. Warmth. Light. Will.

He waited too long. Mike waited too long. Because, Will smiled at him, sad, broken, warm. Still, so incredibly warm, because everything about him was.

And he pushed Mike away.

Will pushed him away and Mike could feel the force of it inside his chest, he felt himself being pushed and pushed and pushed away, like an invisible hand was pressing down and down and down against him.

And he saw Will moving farther and farther away. Only it was Mike, who was moving away. Because Will had pushed him.

With his mind. Just like El would have.

Just like Vecna.

“No”, Mike muttered when he finally realized.

But it was too late.

Red burst from Will, exploding into the dawn, wrapping him and Nancy into a whirling mass of glowing matter, blocking Mike out.

“No!”

It was too late.

His sister. The boy he loved. They were swallowed whole.

And Mike could only watch.

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So, before the Avatar obsession hit, I was a Stranger Things girl. I wrote this for fun. It's a nice little change and writing short stuff once in a while keeps me motivated. There's gonna be more to this, but only like a One Shot. Different povs on how shit goes down. Nancy and Will have an agreement that nobody else knows about. A lot of pain, bc I'm good at that. I will post the finished thing on ao3 when it's done. But like I'm absolutely not rushing to do so. I have an ongoing Avatar fic I need to keep going and I'm planning on a brand new one for the same fandom. The plotting is a bitch.

(Also, no idea if this has been done before. I only ever read Steddie fics in the Stranger Things Fandom)

#byler #stranger things #will byers has powers #mike wheeler #will byers #nancy wheeler #stranger things fic #will x mike #angst #no happy ending #will byers and nancy wheeler friendship #pain and suffering #muahahaha #Nancy is a badass but this one shakes her core #Will byers is too precious for this world #like literally #if you catch my drift

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goonflower · 4 months

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the funniest thing about nancy is she's so fucking book smart, like genius level, knows everything. the most capable monster killer to ever kill. amazing with a gun. but when it comes to people... clueless. and it's even funnier bc she's tries so hard to be super charming to get information. but she's just such a nerd and wearing like this sunday school librarian ass outfit

she's so silly <3 and autistic <3

#nancy wheeler #autistic headcanon #she's so silly #nancy wheeler core #nancy you will always be famous #the ones who get it get it

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st-twitter-sillies · 7 months

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bazinga!

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nikkiisgay · 2 years

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Steve Harrington has a type, and it is irritable brunettes.

#there ofc is more to eddie and nancy but at their core we know this is true #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler

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soniclion92 · 7 months

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Top ten moments preceding legendary events

#they're so 'i can see you' core 😭#stranger things #stranger things netflix #netflix #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #jancy #art

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stoprobbersfic · 2 years

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in the morning i’ll be better (jonathan byers/nancy wheeler)

rating: teen word count: 12,152 In which our monster hunters (and monster soulmates) get a night to rest, to reflect, and to have three extremely important conversations.takes place immediately after the end of "the piggyback."

It stops “snowing” after an hour. As they work quickly to board up the roof and windows before the sun sets for the night, they keep an eye on the rot. It doesn’t seem to spread any further.

“What does that mean?” Nancy can’t keep the nervousness out of her voice as they stand in a circle in the cabin’s main room, clean enough and patched enough to be somewhat livable for now.

Everyone is quiet until Mike nudges Will with his elbow. Nancy instinctively reaches for Jonathan’s hand, giving it a squeeze. She can feel the tension radiating off him.

“Tell them.”

“Tell us what?” The same tension rings out in Joyce Byers’ voice. Not for the first time, Nancy marvels that the woman – that the whole family – hasn’t completely crumbled under the strain. It was bad enough when Will was missing. Somehow it’s been even worse ever since.

“You didn’t kill him,” Will’s eyes are dark, sorrowful when he looks at her and Nancy swallows, hard. She suspected, but she’d been trying to believe otherwise. She had shot him so many times but… well, she’s seen enough movies. No body, no proof of death. And there was nothing but smoldering grass on that looking glass lawn. “But you did hurt him. A lot. I don’t know what he wanted to do, but I don’t think he’s strong enough to do it. Not yet. So I think we have some time.”

“How much time?” Hopper asks. Will shakes his head.

“I don’t know. I can just… feel him.”

“Like last year?” Jonathan chimes in. Nancy watches Joyce’s eyes cut over to him.

“What do you mean last year? You never told me about anything last year.”

Will doesn’t give Jonathan a chance to reply. “Not exactly. Last year I could feel him when he was close, when he was working on his plans in the outside world. This time… it’s more like the time he got inside me. It feels like he’s watching me. Well, me and…”

He trails off but they all know where to look. El steps a little closer to Hopper’s side.

“I did,” she admits softly, “tell him I was going to kill him again.”

“Again?!” It comes from them all, a great chorus of surprise. El’s mouth opens and closes, like she’s trying to figure out how to explain, until Hopper cuts her off.

“OK, that’s enough. Everybody, stop.” Nancy is surprised to find she has missed, viscerally, the quiet authority in Hopper’s voice. It always feels like he knows what to do. Nancy appreciates the weight being taken off her shoulders after the week she’s had. “There is nothing we can do right now. This… thing, whatever you called him, it’s hurt, right? It’s weak? Well, so are we. We need to rest, and we need to heal, and I don’t know about you all, but I could use several hot meals and probably a beer. No one here is in any shape to be fighting anyone, whether you look injured or not.”

“How much time do we have?” Nancy directs her question to Will, but he just shrugs.

“I don’t know. Probably a day or two. Maybe longer? But that’s just a guess. I don’t know much more than any of the rest of you.”

“If we’ve got a day, that’s something,” Hopper nods. “We’ll stay here. Jonathan, your friend can drive you into town to pick us up something to eat, right? Make a grocery run? There are some sheets and linens in the crawl space, a couple of cots too I think, for when we had extra guests. We can get those ready while you’re gone.”

“Sure, but—”

“We can’t all stay here,” Nancy interrupts. “We won’t fit.”

“This town thinks I’m dead, Nancy,” Hopper reminds her sharply. “And there’s a monster hunting my daughter.”

“I know,” Nancy bites out, “I’m the one who shot it. Several times.”

Out of the corner of her eye she sees Jonathan smile, then raise his other hand to wipe it away. Perhaps not quite the time for that, but it makes her feel warm inside nonetheless.

“She’s right though,” Mike chimes in, “We definitely won’t all fit, and my mom will lose her shit if I don’t come home tonight. Nancy too. We’ve gotta go back home. And she saw Will and Jonathan and El and Argyle; we went to my house first. She’s going to ask where they are. You guys,” he gestures to El, Will, Jonathan and Joyce, “don’t live here anymore.”

“I’m not letting El out of my sight until we figure out what we’re up against,” Hopper practically growls.

“We can stay with the Wheelers,” Will jumps in, “Jonathan and me and Argyle. Mrs. Wheeler won’t say no to that, she’ll let us share rooms, and Argyle can sleep in the basement.”

“But what about El?” Nancy points out. “She saw her too.”

“We’ll say she’s staying with Max,” Mike offers. “Mom knows she and Max are close, we’ll say she’s at the hospital with Lucas now and that she’s going to stay with Max’s mom to help her. But really, she’ll be here with you two.”

“And that way you know where to find us,” Jonathan directs that at his mom. “I think the phone here still works. Probably.”

Joyce looks thoughtful, and only a little apprehensive. Nancy hopes that’s a good sign.

“OK,” she finally allows. “At least for tonight, I think that’s the best we can do. Nancy, would you mind helping Argyle pick up some food for us, with Mike and Will? I’m sure you’ll need the extra hands, and I’ve got some cash around here somewhere. I just… need to talk to Jonathan before we split up.”