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starenflugart · 6 months

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Ronancetober Day 15: Autumn

Was so happy to draw the girls again for this year @ronancetober2023

#myart #digital painting #ronance #ronancetober #ronancetober2023 #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #stranger things #stranger things fanart #wlw #lesbian #sapphic

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maggierosestudio · 7 months

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Day 5: Blood

Such a baby 🥺

#myartwork #ronance #robin x nancy #ronance fanart #nancy wheeler #ronancetober #ronancetober2023 #Ronancetober 2023

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thevulturesquadron · 2 years

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My contribution to Ronancetober! 🎃 🍂🩰🎺 🍂 🎃

Vampire/Werewolfe Witch because Nance has such good witchy-witch witchcraft vibes. Had to do it.

@chocoarts this one goes to you! Cause otherwise I don’t believe I would have motivated myself to draw them. Thank you!!! 💜🫂

#ronance #ronancetober #nancy x robin #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #stranger things #myhandslipped #I love them your honor

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sweepy-stringbean · 7 months

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ronancetober2023 Day 6: Fantasy - Ronance Bubbline AU

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#ronance #ronancetober #ronancetober 2023 #ronancetober2023 #ronance fanart #ronance au #ronance bubbline au #bubbline #nancy x robin #nancy wheeler fanart #robin buckley fanart #stranger things #my digital art #adventure time #my sketches #vampire!robin #the idea that robin can drink the color out of nancy

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queerastronautbr · 7 months

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Day 6 - Fantasy

Ronance as childhood friends

#ronancetober #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #stranger things fanart #my art #Yesterday was “Children's Day” here in Brazil which inspired me to draw this

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notholaenas · 2 years

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ronancetober ✴ day 2: vampire (x human gf)

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#ronancetober #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #stranger things #stranger things fanart #art #fanart #digital portrait #digital art #my art

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idyllghost · 7 months

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I will go if you ask me to, I will stay if you dare. And if I go, I'm goin' crazy, let my darlin' take me there.

Day 1 of Ronancetober - Upside Down. Click for better quality and if you’d like more art from me/to support my work consider commissioning me!

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flecker-illustrates · 7 months

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Halloween season is upon us! And with it, Ronancetober! by my brilliant mutual @lionydoorin <3

I participated in last year's Ronancetober and I felt such a sense of community and Love, bursting through our fandom, creating along with everyone was such an adventure. Here's my first drawing for the day 4 prompt: kiss :)

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unclewaynemunson · 6 months

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It was winter '86 when Nancy found out what it felt like to return to your hometown after having moved away. She had managed to skip Thanksgiving, giving her mother some vague excuse about needing to study for her midterms, but there was no way she could get out of Christmas. So here she was, wrapped in a thick coat and matching scarf, finding herself back on the very streets she had wanted so desperately to leave behind.

Moving to Boston had been a liberation for her. It had been the only way to break free from everything that happened over the past three years. Life had become normal again: she had made friends, gone to parties, taken interesting classes... She had finally been able to breathe fresh air again.

It wasn't like everything was magically alright all of a sudden, of course. She still slept with a gun beside her bed – praying that her roommate Jess would never find out about that – and she wondered if the pain of not having Barb to share all these new experiences with would ever fade away. But she was doing better. The pain wasn't as sharp anymore, far away from the streets that did nothing but remind her.

Now, it was the day before Christmas Eve and she was walking around town, with no aim but to flee from her mother's stress about needing everything about the upcoming days to be perfect.

It felt weird, walking these familiar streets again after having been away. She felt like an intruder in what once used to be her town, a place she had left behind for a reason. She still knew every road, every building, she still had memories waiting for her at every corner... But those streets weren't hers anymore.

All of these memories were about Barb. Barb, who would never get out of Hawkins. Barb, whose skeleton was decaying in the dark and twisted version of her town, right underneath the pavement Nancy was walking on. Barb, who had a gravestone with her name on it while another girl was now growing up in the room in the house that had once been hers. These streets would always stay Barb's. It was a narrative that was finished, a book that had reached its ending, and Nancy was forcing it to stay open by merely walking here.

The streets were quiet: as cold and dark as they were supposed to be on the night before Christmas Eve. Lights were twinkling in the houses Nancy passed, and on the few occasions she did cross paths with someone else, she'd always think – just for a second – that it was Barb, still sixteen and risen from her early grave to haunt her.

Wherever she went, she found shadows that only she could see, darker than they were supposed to be. She saw the shadow of their lemonade stand on the corner of Barb's street. She saw the silhouettes of two little girls with pigtails in their hair cycling hand-in-hand towards the middle school building. She saw them giggling on their way to the swimming pool, looking at store windows on Main Street after they got their first pocket money, walking out of the library with big piles of books in their arms; she saw Barb waiting for her at the community center after Nancy's ballet practice, and she saw herself on the way to Barb's to walk Bobby the dog with her. She saw two shadows on the playground, gossiping on top of the jungle gym that was shaped like a pirate ship; two shadows on their way to the pumpkin patch on the edge of town; two shadows playing tag in the woods... Two shadows leading her exactly to the last place they'd been together, where the walls of a big house were stained with Nancy's mistakes on that fateful warm November night in '83. The place where the two shadows had stopped being interlinked; where one of them had wanted other things than the other and they each went their own separate way. Where they got ripped apart from each other for good.

Nancy just stood there, unmoving and hidden away by the shadows of the evening, staring at the stones of Steve Harrington's house with no intention of going in and saying hi. She had no idea how much time passed until the door opened and a girl stepped outside.

For a moment, Nancy genuinely believed that her mere gaze had managed to summon Barb out of the swimming pool that was her grave, to finally become something far more horrifying than a shadow. It was a moment long enough to make her lose her guard and stumble forward over the pavement.

“Nance?”

It was Robin. The girl who stepped out of the house was Robin Buckley. Tall, freckled face, blue eyes... But that was all the resemblance she had to Barb

“What are you doing here?”

Nancy took a big breath and shrugged, trying to shake off the uncanny feeling.

“I was just taking a walk,” she said, trying to seem normal - or at least as normal as this situation would allow her.

Robin stared at her for a few seconds, a strange look in her eyes, as if she was trying to decipher some secret code written on Nancy's face.

Then, she nodded. “Okay,” she said, her voice carefully neutral. “Wanna walk home with me? I was gonna bike, but I can call Steve when I get home and ask him to bring me my bike tomorrow.”

Nancy could easily admit that aimlessly roaming the empty streets of Hawkins with Robin by her side sounded much more appealing than all by herself, so she agreed and allowed Robin to distract her with easy conversation while they left the big houses of Loch Nora behind them.

The two of them had kept in touch, with Robin in college in Indianapolis and Nancy at Emerson. They wrote each other letters and called almost every week. And when Nancy had arrived in Hawkins a few days ago, being around Robin again had no doubt been one of the good things about being back.

The presence of Robin beside her reminded Nancy of all kinds of other memories laid out on those streets; ones that didn't include Barb. They passed the corner where she and Steve had once made out in his car, not long after they got back together at the end of '83. They passed the playground with the trampoline where she and Mike had spent countless afternoons launching a laughing baby Holly into the air. They passed the lunchroom where she and Fred would hang out together every time they had a newspaper deadline coming up. They passed the dirt road leading up to the Byers' house, where Jonathan had run after her that day they broke up to give her a hug and make sure they'd part as friends and not just as exes. And finally, they passed the edge of the woods where she and Robin had walked side-by-side and Robin had smiled at the ground, almost shy, when Nancy asked her if they were friends, officially. Nancy remembered that as clear as if it had happened yesterday: amidst all the horrors, the fear, and the looming threats on their lives, had been this genuine smile. It had given her yet another reason to keep trying to win that fight no matter how badly the odds were stacked against them. It had warmed something deep inside of her and made her realize that her problems with Jonathan were beyond trying to save.

Now, more than nine months later and with the feeling that she'd known Robin for much longer than that, Nancy looked to her right to find that same smile playing around Robin's lips, as if she was lost in the exact same memory as Nancy.

Barb would probably keep haunting the streets of Hawkins forever, never letting that uncanny feeling in Nancy's gut fade away whenever she'd visit her old hometown. Her ghost would make the fading pain flare up, sharp and fresh all over again. But this street right here, following the edge of the woods and leading into Robin's neighborhood, was untainted by memories of Barb. The two of them had no business ever going here – contrary to Robin.

Nancy breathed out and asked herself what Barb would want her to do right now.

She'd want you to heal, Nance, Robin once told her, months ago, when Nancy had finally found the courage to talk out loud about everything that happened.

So on this cold winter night, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Robin's. She could feel warmth through their gloves, sparking all the way through her arm and chest, right into her cheeks. Robin's smile deepened and she squeezed Nancy's fingers, not letting go until they reached her front door.

Maybe being back in Hawkins wasn't as bad as Nancy thought it would be.

Ronancetober day 8: uncanny. Inspired by the song These Streets by Bastille

#inspired by that weird feeling of coming back to your hometown #sometimes it's nice #sometimes bittersweet #and sometimes outright uncanny #it holds the reminders of the person you stopped being and yet it shaped you into the person you are now #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #ronance #ronancetober #ronancetober2023 #stranger things #fanfic #fruity ficlet

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bedeviled-pelican · 7 months

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Future AU. Operation croissant.

#maya hawke #natalia dyer #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #ronance #robin x nancy #ronancetober

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snowangeldotmp3 · 7 months

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face it, tiger.

(or, a spider-robin story - a spin on the "upside down" ronancetober prompt)

“No, I mean who are you. Under the mask.” Robin perches on the ledge of the balcony of Nancy’s apartment, putting a good distance between them. “That’s for me to know, and for you to never find out.” Nancy’s frown deepens into a scowl. Sirens sound in the distance—perfect timing. “Well,” Robin stands. “That’s my cue. See ya around, princess.” It rolls off her tongue with ease now, and she figures that she might as well double down. She gives Nancy a two fingered salute, before swinging from the balcony and towards the sirens. “This isn’t over!” yells Nancy. Robin smiles to herself. This is going to be fun.

#ronance #stranger things #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #ronancetober #ronancetober 2023 #a little spin on the prompt :3 hehe #also it's not proofread and im not going back to proofread it. i wrote this in a fervor with me and my notebook #it was like i was possessed. im not looking back through that.#anyways. i am going to bed. hope u all enjoy reading!#if you recognize this moodboard shhhhhhhhhhhh #i totally did not reuse my old spidey robin one….(lie)#my writing #my moodboards

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maggierosestudio · 6 months

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Day 9: Free Day 🎺

#myartwork #ronance #robin x nancy #ronance fanart #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #stranger things #st4 fanart #ronancetober #ronancetober 2023 #ronancetober2023

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rats0ut · 7 months

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girls in the upside down

#ronancetober #ronance #stranger things #nancy wheeler #robin buckley

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sweepy-stringbean · 7 months

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ronancetober2023 Day 4: [Vampire] Kiss

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#ronance #ronancetober #ronancetober2023 #ronancetober 2023 #nancy x robin #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler fanart #robin buckley #robin buckley fanart #ronance fanart #ronance au #vampire!nancy #vampire au #my digital art #my sketches #stranger things au #strangers things #stranger things fanart

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ronancetober2023 · 7 months

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happy ronancetober!!! 🤭✨

the prompt list for this year's ronancetober is out!! we decided to make this account as well so that we can archive and comment better on everything that will be created this year :)

for those that don't remember or weren't here for last year, i'll make the "rules"(?) of the challenge clear!! they're not really rules but. guidance!

the challenge is for everyone!!! you don't need to be a writer or an artist or an editor in specific! the prompts were chosen and worded in a way so any form of media is possible :)

we have sixteen ronancetober days; so, the challenge is meant to be a "day in, day out" format! to make it easier to understand: october 1st is day one, october 3rd is day two, yadda yadda yadda, until october 31st, which is meant to be day 16! this means you have a day between the prompts to make the creation process easier!! the days in between can also be used as rest days :))) anyway, it's a way to make it less overwhelming!

you can play with the prompts and interpret them in any way you like! there's no need to follow them in a specific manner and there is no right or wrong.

remember to use the tags #ronancetober and #ronancetober2023 so we can all check your work!!!!! we're so excited to see what you guys will come up with :)

thank you so, so much for all the love and support given to this. i never expected this challenge would come so far and the fact you guys wanted a new prompt list is what motivated us to do this again!

the ask box will be open if you guys have any questions. you can also interact with us on twitter, where we'll also reblog and interact with what's posted there! :)

once again, happy ronancetober, and i hope you guys have fun with the challenge!!! 💌💌💌

#ronance #ronancetober #ronancetober2023 #ronancetober 2023 #stranger things

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ronancestyle · 1 year

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i'm back!! you may have a ronance kiss, as a treat<3

#reference is from pinterest :)#ronance #robin buckley x nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #ronancetober #my art #stranger things

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