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sapphic-bats · 3 months
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Love how Natalia (who plays the non-canonically queer character) is the one who is pleading for Ronance to happen. Please. Hand it over, Duffers.
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byler-alarmist · 2 months
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Hey Nancy, can you tone down the blushing and kicking your feet? All she did was agree to be officially friends and you're being a little embarrassing
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Nancy: I don't want to go to the movies with you as friends!
Robin: Oh..how about as acquaintances then?
Nancy: No
Robin: *frowns in confusion* As enemies?!
Nancy: *facepalms*
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willbyerssupremacist · 10 months
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steve saying he wants 6 little harringtons and nancy replying with "that sounds like a total nightmare" is so fucking funny, i giggle every time. even the duffer brothers are anti st*ncy.
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boldlyvoid · 2 months
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Silk Chiffon (why wouldn't it be?)
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Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler
Summary: Robin can read Nancy like her favourite book, it just takes her a few tries to get the translation right.
Warnings: coming out, demisexual Nancy, anxiety about the future ad regrets from the past. first kiss, love confessions
a/n: i know demisexuality wasn't coined till like 2004/2008 (depending on the source) but it just fits here and so I'm using it
word count: 2k
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Robin can tell something is up. They’re trying to sleep, laying side by side in her twin bed, Robin facing her while she stares up at the ceiling. Eyes open, hands interlocked and laying on her stomach, her breathing is a little too fast. Like her thoughts are racing and therefore, her heart must be, too. 
“Do you want to talk?” Robin whispers. 
Nancy lets out a deep sigh, “no… but yes.” 
“You can tell me anything,” she reminds her. After all they’ve been through, there’s nothing Robin can’t handle now. 
“Can I ask you a question?” 
She nods, “yeah, of course.” 
She scoots a little closer to Nancy as she turns to face robin, inches from her face now, so her whispers can’t be heard by anyone else. “Are you… asexual?” 
“What? No?” Robin’s absolutely shocked by that. “Why would you think I am?” 
“Cause Steve hits on anything with a pulse and you’ve never gotten with him. You’re so adamant that you’re platonic with a capital P and he obviously would respect you if you turned him down but like… you guys don’t flirt. Steve flirts with everyone, but not you?” She explains, rambling a bit which is so unlike her. 
“He did try and tell me he had a thing for me… when we were high, after the Russian’s… but I uh, I um, I’m—” she tries to swallow, to get some moisture back in her mouth. Terrified that this is where the friendship dies. This is why she never had sleepovers before. Telling someone the truth after spending so many nights side by side can only end one way. Disgust. Betrayal. Being kicked out and humiliated in the middle of the night. 
“Robin,” she reaches out and soothes her hand over her shoulder and down her arm. “It’s okay.” 
She takes a deep breath, nodding slightly. “I’m a lesbian.” 
“That’s wonderful,” Nancy smiles at her. “I’m proud of you for telling me… I love that you trust me.” 
Robin feels like crying but she doesn’t, she just lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding for so long, “thank you. Really.” 
“How did you know?” Nancy asks. “Like, did you always know or did it sneak up on you?” 
“Oh, I uh, I always knew,” she explains. “Like… when all the other girls were swooning over boys, I was so disgusted by it. My mom thought I was just a late bloomer but then, then I got a crush. I didn’t think it was a crush but the more I thought about it, the more I was so worried I was just obsessed with her. Like a freak.” 
“That’s how I felt about Steve at first,” she explains. “But that’s just because I thought that was what you were supposed to do when you like someone.” 
“Yeah, it feels so intense you just want to look at them and be near them and—and relate to them, so you become who they want to get closer to them and you lose a bit of yourself,” Robin rants. “I hate it. I wish someone would like me for me, that someone could see me for who I really am and stay who they really are and we can stay happy together.” 
“I want that too,” she sighs. 
“We’ll find it,” Robin gives her a little smile. 
“Would it be okay for me to tell you a secret now?” 
“Why wouldn't it be?” 
“When I was touring the campus in Boston, mom went to find a payphone so she could call home and see if Holly was okay… I went to the store to get a sweater but I ended up finding all the textbooks for each course and—and I bought the book for the human sexualities class,” she explains. “And I read it all.” 
“Can I read it next?” Robin asks, thinking nothing of it. Nancy loves to learn, there’s nothing wrong with that. 
“Yeah, it’s just…” she bites her lip for a second. “Have you ever heard of demisexuality?” 
She shakes her head, “no.” 
“The way the book described it is basically someone who only develops sexual feelings for someone or enjoys and initiates sex with someone who they’re emotionally close with,” she explains. 
“Makes sense,” Robin nods along. “So, is that why you asked if I’m asexual?” 
She nods, “Yeah… and because I think that’s me.” 
“Oh?” 
“With Steve, the first time was so— not bad, but uncomfortable. I wanted to, at least I thought I did. I thought lying to your parents and going to a boy's house to drink beer and have your first time was such a normal teenage girl thing to do that I did it. But I didn’t enjoy myself—
“Most girls don’t the first time,” Robin validates her feelings. “I’m not saying you’re not demisexual, I’m just saying that’s normal.” 
“I know it is, but… then I kept dating Steve. I did fall in love with him, he was a good friend to me and the sex did get better, which I know you don’t want to hear about but—
“I don’t mind,” she giggles slightly. “I always knew he wasn’t as good as he bragged to be.” 
Nancy laughs too, “he was good. It just took me a while to initiate it and have fun and then there was Jonathan. It was so different with him, that first time was so good. It was months of building a friendship and an understanding that bubbled to the top and it was wonderful. But then it died. As we drifted apart, as he stopped being my best friend, the longer we weren’t together, the harder it was to keep loving him.” 
Robin nods, “And that happened with Steve too?” 
“No. No, it faded with Steve because of Jonathan. Like, I have a one-track mind when it comes to love and whoever my best friend is at the time is the only person I want to be with. And I hate myself for that,” she explains. 
“You were also a teenage girl, I mean, you still are,” Robin talks her off the ledge. “You’re 18. You don’t need to have all the answers and be 100% perfect all the time. I mean there are adults in their 30s and 40s who cheat and ruin families all the time, you’re not like that. You have time to learn who you are and what you like and be truly loved. It’ll be okay.” 
Nancy starts to cry a bit, “I don’t think it will…” 
“Hey,” Robin moves in closer, pulling her in against her chest, she runs her hand over Nancy’s back. “You will. You are loved. Very loved.” 
“That’s why I’m so scared. I don’t want to lose this,” she whispers, her voice smaller than it’s ever been. She hugs Robin so close, “If I love you… if we get together just to go to different colleges and spend days not talking, it’ll dwindle and die like everything else and I can’t lose you. You’re my favourite friend I’ve had in a long time.” 
“So that’s why you asked… cause if I was asexual we couldn’t hook up and you wouldn’t lose me,” Robin pieces it all together. 
She just nods against her, “I have loved this time so much. I love how we talk about everything. I love how we can do nothing and still enjoy it because we're together. I love that life with you is so easy and fun and—and I just love you.” 
Robin simply kisses the top of her head before resting her cheek against her, “I love you too… but unlike those two idiots, I’m not going to let the best girl I’ve ever known in my whole life just walk away. You’re going to get sick of me. I’m going to call you in Boston, and I’m going to come visit when I can, we’ll be home for Thanksgiving, Christmas and spring break and if you get a summer internship in Boston, I can come out there for the summer. If I get to love you, to really love you, I’m making it work for the long run.” 
“Is Steve going to be okay with it?” She worries more. 
Robin just laughs, “Yeah, seeing as he’s had to listen to me pine over you for months now, he knows. He’s okay… he has someone special of his own now. I’ll let him tell you who, but he’s okay. He’s moved on. We’re allowed to be happy.” 
Nancy lets out a relieved laugh, holding Robin even tighter. “Oh my god, it feels so good to tell you. I have been thinking about this for weeks. Months maybe.” 
“You have a killer poker face then,” Robin teases. “I thought you were so straight.” 
“I did too,” Nancy whispers, adjusting her head so she’s closer to Robin’s throat. She gives her a little kiss, “Then I spent a week with you and something brewed and all I could think about was seeing you again, and talking to you again and kissing you to get you to shut up.” 
Robin laughs, “Yeah, that’s one way to do it.” 
Nancy straddles her, a knee on both sides of her hips, her arms wrapped around her middle, she keeps kissing the side of her neck. “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.” 
“I’ve never been kissed before,” Robin admits. “I’ve never done anything, before… I’m not sure I’m ready to just jump into it, either.” 
“I’m not ready for that either,” Nancy agrees, holding her tighter for a moment before she props herself up on her hands and leans over her. Her hair dangling down in Robin's face, she reaches up to push her hair back behind her ear. “But I would like to kiss you.” 
“Please?” Robin all but begs. 
Balancing on one hand, Nancy cups her face gently, rubbing her thumb over Robin’s cheek. She leans in slowly, savouring the moment, building anticipation before it happens. 
One touch, 4 lips meet, one explosion, 2 lives better in an instant.
Suddenly, all at once, she understands the big bang. How something so small could create so much. She understands every love song and poem, every painting and sculpture… every depiction of the world from a lens of love and happiness and longing and belonging. 
The kiss deepens, and she follows Nancy’s lead because she knows what she’s doing. Sure, she’s seen enough movies to get the gist of making out, but there’s something so different about experiencing it firsthand. The way her tongue feels so right against her own, how their lips move in tandem like they were programmed this way… how Nancy slips from her perch and rests her body weight on her and Robin's hands instinctively wrap around her and she holds her there. 
Nancy brushes her hair back a few times, trying to get it out of Robin’s face and stop it from tickling her, but it keeps falling back down. Eventually, Robin misses the feel of her hand on her cheek, so she gathers Nancy’s hair in her hands and holds it as if her fist was a ponytail. To her surprise, Nancy just hums against her, thanking her while her tongue is in Robin's mouth. 
She never wants this to end. 
She could make out with Nancy for the rest of her life if she was allowed. They could never leave this bed again for all she cared. She would give up every early pleasure for Nancy’s. 
When Nancy does eventually pull away, it’s just a millimetre before she rests her forehead against robins. She’s breathing just as deep as Robin, flushed and craving more but they said they wouldn’t. They can’t. It needs to be more special than in the middle of the night in the Wheeler’s house with people on either side of her walls and across the hall. 
“I love you,” Nancy whispers.
“I love you,” she whispers right back. “There’s no getting rid of me now. You’re stuck with me, I hope you understand that.” 
Nancy just giggles that beautiful giggle. “Good.” 
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ronanceluvrr · 1 year
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You'll never guess which scene is Nancy reacting to Steve volunteering to go with her and throwing his keys to Robin vs her reacting to Robin saying "This is stupid" and doesn't see Nancy as a damsel in distress and Robin walking towards her and then stop besides her
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You'll never guess which scene is Nancy reacting to Steve confessing his love for her vs her reacting to Robin confirming their new friendship
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You'll never guess which scene is Nancy reacting to Robin talking about Steve vs Steve talking about Robin
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astreinomane · 5 months
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If Ronance won't be canon in season 5, I'm gonna kill myself.
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chelswat27 · 1 year
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I know stancy shippers bank on Nancy diving in after Steve and taking care of his wounds. And Ronance shippers talk about how Nancy worries about Robin. But I don't think any of that can be a strong point for either ship.
That's just Nancy being Nancy.
When they're looking for Nancy's guns in the upside-down she says, "there's a 6 year old in the house. I know where I keep my guns."
Nancy cares about her people and she cares about their safety. Always.
All that to say if you remove that aspect, Ronance has a stronger case. Ronance forever.
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gaymessallday · 5 months
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Jonathan and Steve getting close and Nancy walking away from them and towards Robin
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harringtons-cupid · 1 year
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Ronance - Halloween Party of the year
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Word count: 2.8k
Warning:
Alcohol misuse, making out, tribbing/grinding, biting, nibbling, nudity. Bath sex, finger marks. Nipple sucking. Love bites/hickies. Infidelity themes. WLW virginity
Might make a Part 2 of this.
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Robin arrived earlier than everyone else, Steve was still hanging up some of the decorations. She crept quietly inside making him jump when he climbed down the ladder.
“Rob! Thanks for not making yourself know” he almost screamed in fright as she stood there grinning at him.
Laughing she threw her arms around him, smelling a strong scent of male aftershave which made her cough violently.
“Jesus Steve, I know all the girls will know you’re arriving” she covered her mouth still laughing at him.
Taking in her surroundings as she looked at the decorations scattered across the room. Impressed with him, she wandered into his kitchen where bowls of punch and snacks were placed perfectly on the counter.
The white marble shone in the glimmer of the lights, she buried her hand into one of the bowls. Steve shouted at her as he caught her eating some of the snacks, giggling as she threw some of them at him.
He rolled his eyes and left the door, she walked the rest of the house. Nosily, she walked upstairs and peered her head around the door of Steve’s room. He had decorated it with more Halloween decorations, chuckling to herself she wondered back downstairs.
She knew that he would do anything to get laid, he had been talking to her about it all week. The touches to his bedroom made her roll her eyes, as she saw him in the living room.
“I saw your cute little decorations in your bedroom” she smirked, he was standing on a ladder hanging decorations between the door frames.
“Oh you saw them?” He blushes slightly at the idea of her seeing the “sex den” as Robin called it all themed.
“Yeah, it looks good,” she smiled, helping him hang the tape.
Once they had finished decorating the entire house, they sat on the couch with a couple of beers in their hands. Staring aimlessly at the television in front of them, the party was due to start in a few hours. Steve had not changed yet, making Robin feel slightly embarrassed that she was fully dressed in her costume.
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Nancy had finished touching up her outfit, staring in the mirror at her appearance. She sighed, feeling nervous as the time got closer and closer to the party. She had fake blood covering her black mini dress, fake blood dripping from her mouth that coated her collarbones and neck. Faint drops glinted against her exposed breasts, her accessories included, a fake blood stained bag and knife.
Her and Steve had been on edge for a few weeks, he had been talking about this girl “Robin” non-stop making her paranoid that he’d leave her.
She knew that Robin would be at this party, as she began eating some cold leftovers out the fridge. Her mind visioned an idea of Robin, someone who constantly flirts with Steve, battering her eyelashes. Laughing overtly at every joke, over touchy with him.
Her jealousy and paranoia were bubbling over as she made her way over to Steve’s. The time was 8 o clock, the party was only just getting started as she opened his front door. Her body shaking with nerves, the music was loud as she walked through the house. Passing a few people from school, raising her eyebrows and awkwardly smiling at them as she searched for Steve.
He was standing next to the fireplace holding a red plastic cup filled with alcohol. A brunette girl was sitting down on the couch, and a few other people were sitting next to her. Nancy couldn’t see who it was from the distance, as she walked closer. Steve’s eyes lit up as he saw her, rushing over to her and throwing his arms around her. Kissing her head as they walked over to the group he was just standing with.
“Robin! I want you to meet Nancy” he said loudly down her ear, Robin’s head turned to face her.
The music stopped as their eyes met. Robin was nothing like Nancy had imagined, she was wearing a comical outfit and not a slutty one. Her words were broken up as they shook hands, a simple touch sent sparks up Nancy’s arm. Unable to think of anything else other than Robin’s eyes staring at her, she blushed and looked at Steve. Hoping he hasn’t seen her react that way.
The party went into full swing at about 10pm, Steve was on his 4th drink. Nancy had made her way into the kitchen, clutching her empty plastic red cup when she felt herself bump into someone. It was Robin.
Stuttering and blushing, her eyes met hers.
“Uh- sorry. I hope that I didn’t spill anything down you”
“Oh you’re fine doll” Robin smiled at her, her head tilting towards the drinks table.
Nancy followed her, they stood side by side. Their shoulders touching as Robin poured the same amount of alcohol into Nancy’s cup, raising it up to hers.
“Cheers” she winked and down her drink before pouring another one for herself.
Nancy looked in shock as she watched her, nervous as she copied her. Winching as the alcohol touched the back of her throat, Robin had not included mixers. Laughing at her, she raised her eyebrows as she began pouring more alcohol into  her cup. Grimacing Nancy nodded and hit her glass together with Robin’s, they made eye contact as they downed their drinks together.
After Robin refilled her cup, she left Nancy in the kitchen. Winking at her before she left, smirking as she saw her cheeks flush red.
Nancy re-entered the living, to see Steve talking to a group of boys. Her eyes found their way to Robin who was hiding in the corner with a blonde haired girl, she stood watching as they kissed. Robin turned around, meeting her eyes and winked at her. Nancy froze as Robin made her way towards her.
“See something you liked?” Robin was smirking at her, whispering as she hovered over her in the doorway.
When in fact, Nancy had never seen two girls interact so intimately in a public place before. It was intriguing. Wondering what it felt like to kiss a girl.
Enjoying as Nancy squirmed in front of her, looking down at her feet trying to avoid her gaze. Robin placed her fingers on her chin and lifted her head up to meet her gaze, Nancy felt herself melt right there.
She moved past Nancy, their bodies touching for a few moments before she disappeared into the kitchen. Nancy relaxed and looked around for Steve who was hanging off Tommy Hagan. Rolling her eyes, she wandered over to the group. They cheered at the sight of her, Steve drunkenly cheered as she took him off Tommy.
''You're so pretty'' he drooled over himself as his weight dropped completely onto Nancy's right shoulder.
Struggling as she dragged him into the room, Robin rushed over and took the extra weight on her own shoulder. Their eyes met, Robin softly smiled at her making Nancy blush.
They let him fall onto the chair, he laughed at the movement. Robin was standing behind the chair, watching Nancy peered down with a glass of water forcing him to drink. Her eyes caught Robin's, they gazed into each other's eyes until Steve grunted and thrusted the glass into her hand.
''I think I should take him to bed'' she sighed, staring down at the drunk Steve.
''Well, you can't carry him all by yourself, doll, I'll help you'' Robin looked at Steve before resting her eyes on Nancy.
''Thank you'' Nancy grunted as she lifted Steve off the chair, his weight once again felt heavy on her shoulder. It faded lightly when Robin shifted his weight onto her shoulder.
They walked up to him upstairs together, their arms touching with every movement. Nancy's breath was hitched at the touch, worry was filling up her body as they reached the top of the stairs.
Pushing his door open, they both grunted as they staggered across to his bed. Taking off his shoes before propping his head up against the pillow, Nancy unbuttoned his trousers and kissed the top of his head.
''Night Steve'' she whispered into his ear, Robin was hanging by the door as she made her way towards her.
Their bodies close as her attention moved off Steve, Nancy could feel Robin's breath against hers as she stood over her, gazing at her.
''Shall we get another drink dollface?'' Robin suggestively spoke, Nancy looked up at her and nodded.
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Leading the way, they left Steve to sleep before heading back downstairs.
After answering everyone's questions about Steve, they made it into the kitchen. Most of the people had gone to sit outside, in the living room or gone home. Leaving them alone in the room, Robin poured a couple of shots for them before and bought them both over. Smirking as Nancy's face looked shocked at the sight of them, raising her glass in time with Robin. Their eye contact only breaking as Nancy closed her eyes to take the shot, exclaiming loudly at the taste. She laughed, her eyes tightly shut and her tongue extended out before taking her second shot and repeating the process.
Robin was mesmerized by her. Fondly watching her as she poured drinks for them both, staggering towards her extending the cup out with a tipsy smile.
They continued to drink for a while, in the dark kitchen. Before Robin dragged her away from the noisy music, pulling her by her arm into the bathroom. Sitting on the floor with their feet touching, they began to ramble.
Between sips Nancy felt herself relax in Robin’s presence, the music changed many times as they chatted. Subtly flirting with her, Robin crawled across the floor towards her. 
‘’You know what would be fun?’’ her voice was filled with excitement and thrill as their eyes met. She continued to crawl towards Nancy, resting her back against the wall, their shoulders touching. 
‘’ I have no idea’’ Nancy giggled as she looked at her, her eyes were half open as the alcohol hit her. 
‘’We have a bath, imagine how relaxing it would be’’ Robin closed her eyes, picturing a hot warm bubbly bath. Humming softly as she did. 
‘’Ooo a bath’’ Nancy joined in, imagining a bath. 
Both girls instantly jumped up, giggling drunkenly together. Robin bent over the tub and began running the water. Captivated by the water, they watched as it filled up the tub as it reached half way full Robin turned to Nancy.
''You watch the bath, make it all bubbly and shit and I'll grab a bottle from downstairs'' she questioned to Nancy, whose head was staring at her reflection in the water.
Robin didn’t wait for her answer, fueled by excitement and drunkenness. She rushed downstairs, the crowds of people had died down from earlier with people were sprawled across the furniture, small groups were leaving and a couple of people were sat outside in the dark.
Ignoring them, she strode into the kitchen. Eyeing up the last of the alcohol on the table, picking up a bottle of tequila and the remainder of the vodka. The bowls of snacks had been demolished, Robin shook her head in amusement. Knowing that she lost another bet against Steve.
Clutching the bottles tightly she made her way upstairs, music played quietly over the speakers as she entered the bathroom. The bottles almost fell as her attention turned to Nancy, who was running her hand through the bubbly water. She had changed out of her costume and into her underwear, causing Robin to gasp.
Giggling Nancy looked at her, blowing bubbles in her direction. Robin gulped as she opened the bottle of tequila, taking a swig as she stared at Nancy. The sight of her made her weak.
Sliding the bottles on the floor as her back hit the side of the tub next to her. Nancy was still giggling and playing with the bubbles as she took the bottle of tequila off the floor. Taking a big swig, letting out a exasperated sigh as she passed the bottle back to Robin.
They continued to drink both of the bottles, giggling and spraying water over each other playfully. Nancy decided to get into the water, Robin respectfully looked away as she stripped and her body was hidden amongst the bubbles. Nancy focused on the warm water surrounding as Robin joined her, letting the bottles sit either side of them.
Their eyes met, Robin giggled nervously as their bodies touched. Nancy was no longer feeling nervous, she was ignoring her mind as she leant closer to Robin reaching down out of the tub. Bringing the leftover vodka bottle into the water with them, her eyes not leaving Robin as she lifted the bottle to her mouth.
Robin’s eyes widened as Nancy’s boob was exposed, instantly hardened as it reacted with the air. A soft gasp escaped her mouth as Nancy leaned forward shoving the bottle into her hands, the ends of her hair was damp from the water.
She gulped down a big portion of the vodka before smiling drunkenly at Nancy. Passing the bottle between them both until the contents of it was gone. Giggling an shrugging together, Nancy dropped the bottle loudly onto the floor and reached over to pick up the tequila.
Nancy moved uncomfortably in the tub, Robin stared at her as she took a swig of the tequila. Laughing at her reaction to the taste, Nancy stuck her tongue out playfully before passing the bottle to Robin who drank a similar amount.
“You comfortable there?” Robin suggestively asked, her eyes were filled with lust as she placed the bottle down.
Nancy shook her head, her bottom lip stuck out as her arms tightened around her chest. Robin thought she looked cute as she pouted and bit her lip.
“Come here” she whispered, her eyes focusing on Nancy’s body which glimmered between the bubbles.
Watching as her eyes widened before softening, listening to Robin’s words. The alcohol was clearly affecting them both as she felt herself moving closer and closer to Robin. Hesitating to move any closer, Robin’s arms were submerged underneath the warm water and pulled Nancy onto her lap.
Looking intently at each other as their lips grazed together, Robin gasped again at the soft touch of Nancy. Her skin was velvety between her fingers, holding her tighter to her chest. Their eyes were close as their lips pressed together, groaning as Nancy’s hands felt her cheeks until they stayed tangled in Robin’s hair. Tugging lightly as Robin moved Nancy’s hips against her wet pussy, the water sloshing with their movements.
Nancy’s eyes rolled back as their clits bumped together, she had not felt anything like this before. She didn’t want Robin to stop as her lips licked her nipples causing her to moan, biting her lips in shock as the lower part of her body moved in the water.
“Oh fuck, don’t stop” Nancy moaned as Robin’s fingernails dug into her hips moving her faster and faster against her clit.
Moaning onto her nipples as her head moved from each boob, her eyes looking up Nancy as she felt her clit swell up. Her eyes widened at Nancy’s pants , her angelic voice rang in her ears as another “oh fuck” slipped through her soft wet lips.
Robin moved her hips faster and faster, the water splashed out of the tub and onto the bath rug. Coating the floor as they got closer and closer to heaven, Nancy’s pants had become louder and more frequent. Her body tilted back towards the opposite wall, her hips were marked red from Robin’s fingernails. Her boobs were red and sore from her lips, light red marks appeared across the skin.
An accidental trail of hickies scattered her left boob, Nancy’s body jolted forward as she gasped loudly. Robin felt her clit swell up as she felt Nancy cum hard, her body continuing to jolt as she rode Robin through to her orgasm.
“Holy fuck” Robin whined loudly at the touch of Nancy, her clit throbbing as she came. Whining through her orgasm, Nancy’s dry lips slammed into hers muffling her moans deeper into her mouth.
Their bodies stayed together, their lips moving together passionately even after they had reached their climaxes. Reaching for the tequila bottle, Nancy took a big swig before passing it to Robin. Who after drinking, nibbled down onto Nancy’s neck making her gasp and squeal at the sensation.
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scoopertroopers · 1 year
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little by little i am slowly convincing myself ronance is endgame. Rocking back and forth in joy
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sprqpointintern · 2 years
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i love how nancy is a really skilled investigative reporter but she still hasn't figured out that robin has a crush on her
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byler-alarmist · 8 months
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Screaming and shitting myself because in 4.07 when Eddie tells Steve how the two ladies came in right after him, Steve looks over at them and they literally showed Robin and Nancy walking closer and closer together and filmed it in a way that looks like they are holding hands
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I think the thing we love most about Nancy and Robin is that Robin pushes all of Nancy's buttons. Kind of like Steve in S1 when they were dating but in case of Robin, she actually cares about what Nancy feels and her opinions. Nothing against Steve, but we all know he was a jerk in S1 and did not understand Nancy completely. But Robin, from the get-go, tries to understand her and pays attention to everything she has to say, while annoying her too. Nancy is at first, exasperated by her but slowly Robin starts growing on her and Nancy starts to accept these quirks. With Jonathan, though, it's safe. He doesn't challenge her and is loving and caring but Robin not only pushes her to be best version of her herself by continuously barging in her space and challenging her, but she also cares very deeply for her. There are multiple instances where Robin looks out for Nancy and only looks at Nancy while talking or doing something because she values her opinion. I really hope they go somewhere with this otherwise this would be another Supercorp situation 🤡
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"ronance is unrealistic"
what the fuck was the reason for this then
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like be fucking fr...
i mainly ship jancy but i am SO down for ronance, JUST LOOK AT THEM. THE HAND GRAB? yeah. them.
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padme789 · 5 months
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(Robin's Eyes [Castlevania inspired])
This story is rated M HADES - 1 - Not finished Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Relationships: Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler Additional Tags: Underworld Vampires, Buffy the Vampire Slayer References, True Blood References, Vampires, Robin Buckley is a Vampire, Vampire Bites, Blood Drinking, Supernatural Elements, Mild Sexual Content, Implied Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Pining, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Human/Vampire Relationship, Monster of the Week, Slow Burn
Summary: It's been years since Nancy set foot in Hawkins. Granted she was seven or was it six years old when her family left, semantics. What secrets could a high school senior hold? What Hawkins mysteries might be uncovered?
Can Nancy just have thirty minutes to herself so she can finish her college admissions?
A few seconds, so, she can ask the vampire that keeps staring at her from the stage at The Hideout, what her deal is? So what if she's nice to look at too.
Nancy didn't ask for any of this.
-aka-
Vampire!Robin/Nancy and vampire melodrama. So much vampire melodrama.
Chapter 1 Excerpt:
Two doors flung open, and the siblings exited. Nancy Wheeler shaded her eyes, uncomfortably empty backpack flapping at her left shoulder. Mike squinted, righting himself, not used to this new leggy frame. They stare at the school’s banners and hear the yellow bus doors close as the last students depart to begin their day. A cursory glance and Nancy could already pick apart the sizes of cliques and what spaces to avoid. She shifted her hair to hide a sudden feeling of unease. Was someone watching them? Of course, people were looking. They were the new kids. No, this was different. Two sets of eyes were observing from within the sea of ‘high school elites.’
“Have everything?” Karen Wheeler bent through the car to view her two oldest children.
Nancy and Mike both nod.
“Come on, you two, I know you’re going to make friends the minute you step through those doors. You just need to think positive.” She gave a thumbs up. This couldn’t be real life. “Sweetheart? Try not to get kicked out of this one,” finished Karen.
Nancy gave her mother a reluctant smile, rolling her eyes at Mike’s groan.
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