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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)
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Hey could you do Nancy saying “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.” or “please, never apologise for wanting to be loved.” (or both, no pressure tho ofc) to Robin for the touch starved prompts please? Also wanted to say I always love seeing your fics whenever I go in the ronance tag :)
After such a nice compliment of course I can. I did write one with the roles reversed so I tried my best to make it stand out from that despite the similar topic and that also is why this one is a bit shorter. I hope you're alright with that. My apologies for the length.
Never Let Go
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Never Let Go
This was an anonymous prompt asking for quotes 11 and 12 of this post. This time I'm certain I counted correctly because the prompter put the quotes in the prompt.
Do you have any prompts yourself? Or do you want to dive into what I wrote before? You can read my previous prompts or send me some new ones.
Robin’s hands were shaking. It wasn’t anything new. She had gotten used to it by now. When she got nervous her hands would shake and her mouth would start running a mile a minute.
It was only normal for her hands to be shaking right now. Especially after the words that had just slipped past her lips.
“Do you mean that?” Nancy asked. She had halted her movements, her hand dangling in the air. Robin wished she could guess what Nancy was thinking.
“Uh… Yes?”
Nancy nodded her head. As if all was clear now. Her hands finally grabbed the bandages as she got back to work. “I think you might have a concussion and we should make sure that cut on your shoulder doesn’t get infected.” Back to business.
“What?”
“You should try not to sleep tonight, just in case.”
“I’m sorry.”
Nancy looked up from where she was inspecting Robin’s arms, her fingers tingling Robin’s skin as she wrapped the bandage around one of Robin’s cuts. “What are you sorry for?”
“I didn’t mean to make things weird or to make you uncomfortable.”
“You didn’t.” Nancy averted her gaze again.
“You didn’t really react.”
Nancy sighed, stepping away from Robin now that bandage was secured in place. “You’re being an idiot, Robin.”
“I feel like I knew that already.”
“Stop it! You don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever, okay? And please, don’t apologize for wanting to be loved.”
“I—” Robin started.
“No, I’m not done.” Nancy grabbed Robin’s hands, dropping down to her knees. “I can’t believe you would think I wouldn’t love you. Robin, there is a reason why I picked you every step of the way. And— And we’ve kissed. You think I’d kiss just anybody?”
“I thought you might have pitied me.”
“Robin, I— It wasn’t pity.” Nancy shook her head.
“It wasn’t?”
“No, of course not. Robin, I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you.”
“You did?” Robin asked. Her voice was shaking too.
“Of course I did, Robin. Why can’t you believe that people want you?” Nancy was leaning her head on Robin’s knees. It looked adorable. Now more than ever it became unbelievable that Nancy would want to kiss her, would want to be with her, would possibly be able to like her.
“I guess I just have never been wanted before.” It was as honest as she could get.
“Well, you’re wanted now. I want you. I lo— I like you a lot, Robin.” Nancy pressed her lips to the back of Robin’s hand.
“You do?”
Nancy chuckled softly. “Yes, I do.”
“Are you sure?”
Nancy pecked Robin’s lips. “Most definitely.”
“Would you stay up with me?” Robin’s voice was growing steadier, ever so slightly.
“What?”
“You said I should stay up because I might have a concussion.”
“Oh, yes, of course I’ll stay with you. I’ll always stay with you.”
They sat next to each other on Nancy’s bed. Their thighs touching. Robin couldn’t help the thoughts that seeped into her brain.
Nancy’s hand inched closer. Just a little. Just enough. Enough for her pinky to touch Robin’s hand. Slowly, Nancy grabbed her hand. Her fingers curling around Robin’s. It felt nice. It felt like Robin finally belonged somewhere. And she hoped, beyond anything, that she’d never have to let go again.
#prompts#ronance#nancy wheeler#robin buckley#my work#stranger things#fanfic#robin x nancy#nancy x robin#ficlet
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Self care is writing fan fiction that you are the sole target audience for.
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Sending you all the luck in the world for your exams!!!!
I really hope you'll be able to make it!!!!!
You deserve a break, girl!!!!
Good luck 🍀🍀🍀🍀!!!!!!
Thank you so much, bud!
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Will you get a break for summer?
I really hope yes, you seem like the kind of person who deserves it.
I love this question!!!! This is the best thing ever. Thank you for caring, anon. I don't know who you are but you are a legend.
I'll try to summarize as quickly as I can. Whether I have a break over summer depends on what happens next week. If I pass my exam, my thesis and my paper, I will have all summer off and it'll be writing paradise. Other than my job, but I'll still have three weeks off of that as well.
If I don't pass my exam, I'll have a short summer break and then go back to studying in a week or three.
If I don't pass my paper, I'll have about a week off and then go back to writing that.
If I don't pass my thesis, I'll be working on it all summer, therefore not having a summer break.
So, keep me in your thoughts and prayers, hope for me as I hope for myself. I have been studying non stop for the past like 5 days and I still have 5 to go so I should be fine, probably on that. And the paper seems to be a done deal. I'm personally mostly worried about my thesis.
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Every couple of months I go back to struggling with the fantasy AU I created. I have a binder on my desk and everything.
Right now is one of those moments.
#it is so not the moment#with my exams right around the corner#I should stick to prompts for the time being#but I can't#this au has me in a chokehold#someone send help#ronance
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Ronance hurt/comfort with touch starved prompts 1, 11 and 12.
Alrighty. It was a bit of a challenge to squeeze in all three. But I did. Thank you for your patience. I hope you enjoy what this turned out as.
Want to Be Loved By You
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Want to Be Loved By You
This was an anonymous prompt asking for hurt/comfort with quotes 1, 11, 12 of this post. I hope I counted correctly.
Do you have any prompts yourself? Or do you want to dive into what I wrote before? You can read my previous prompts or send me some new ones.
Nancy had covered the mirror in her bedroom. She hated looking at herself. Could barely take it. It was better this way. Not having to see the plethora of scars that covered her body. All small reminders of what she’d been through, what she’d lost.
It was easier this way. Even if she had to try to keep her mom out of her room so she wouldn’t ask questions. Even if it helped her seclude herself even more. Like how she was all alone right now. She knew Robin was sitting in the basement, with Steve and the kids.
Nancy had wanted to invite her up here. She craved the company. But then she’d have to take the sheet from the mirror, and she couldn’t do that. She couldn’t see herself. The only face she saw was that of the girl that had betrayed Barb.
She pulled her legs up, closer to her body, hugging them. She didn’t deserve any better. Not after what she had done. She deserved to be alone.
“Nance, you want some pizza?” Robin pushed open the door, holding the opened pizza box.
“I- No, I’m fine.” Nancy was looking up at Robin where she stood in the doorway. There was something light about Robin. Something positive hidden in her freckles and her blue eyes.
“Are you sure?” Robin stepped into the room, placing the pizza box on Nancy’s desk and noticing the sheet draped over the mirror. She hummed and turned back toward Nancy.
Nancy braced herself for the question. It was bound to come. So, she waited in silence with a pained expression on her face.
“Are you?” Robin asked again.
“What?”
“Are you sure you don’t want some pizza?”
“Oh, uh, yeah. I’m not hungry.”
Robin nodded her head. “Do you need anything else?”
Nancy shook her head no.
“Alright, if you change your mind, let me know.” Robin turned back around, ready to leave the room, to leave Nancy.
“Can—” Nancy started.
Robin halted. “Yeah?”
“Can… Can I have a hug? Please?” Tears fell down Nancy’s cheeks as she said it. She hated that she had to ask. That she was in such need of comfort that she couldn’t just power through anymore. She felt vulnerable and she felt weak. She hated herself for it. She hated herself.
“Of course,” Robin replied quickly, rushing over and throwing her arms around Nancy’s shoulders, pulling her in.
It was easy to hide her face in Robin’s shirt. It was even easier to start crying, leaving wet patches on the fabric. Robin’s hands stroked over her back, not letting her go. Robin was good at that, at not letting go.
“I’m sorry,” Nancy sobbed.
“It’s okay. Let it out, Nance. You’re allowed to cry.”
“I’m sorry to drag you into this. I just didn’t want to be alone. I just wanted to be…”
“Don’t apologize for that. Please, never apologize for wanting to be loved. For wanting to be cared for.”
“But I don’t deserve this. I’m ruining your night.”
Robin was shaking her head. “You don’t need to earn my affection, Nance, not now and not ever. And you are not ruining anything.”
“Thank you for being here.” Nancy pushed herself back a little bit. Just enough to lean up and press her lips against Robin’s cheek. When she pulled back, she noticed the bright red shade on Robin’s cheeks accompanied by a smile.
“Anytime, Nance, anytime.”
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Nancy’s hands shook only a little bit when she reached for the sheet hanging over her mirror. Maybe she wasn’t ready to see herself again. But she felt slightly stronger with Robin sitting on the bed behind her.
She pulled the sheet down, coming face to face with her own blue eyes. She averted her gaze, so she was looking at Robin on her bed instead. She focused on Robin’s fingers, holding the book upright that she was reading. Nancy had looked at it moments earlier. It looked like something Italian or Spanish, she wasn’t entirely sure.
What she was sure off was that Robin hadn’t turned the page since Nancy took her shirt off. She was standing in front of the mirror in her underwear. Her scars on display.
There were plenty of lines on her chest, her shoulders, her arms. Even the vines have left permanent imprints around her neck and wrists. She hated the sight of them. But she looked now.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Robin peeking over the top of her book. Nancy didn’t want to imagine what she saw on Nancy’s back. Probably a landscape of scares and marks and imperfections.
“How is the book?” Nancy asked, watching Robin’s head perk up in the reflection.
“Good, great, wonderful.”
“Sure you aren’t struggling with it?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. It’s pretty basic Italian actually. I’ve read it before last year. There just aren’t all that many Italian books to be found in Hawkins.”
Nancy made a mental note to drive into Indianapolis or Chicago and pick up some new books for Robin. “It’s just that you seem to be stuck on that page for a while now.”
“Oh, well, yeah, uh, it’s just that you have a nice… back.”
“Have you been looking at me, Robin?” Nancy finally turned her back towards the mirror. A sense of relief overwhelming her. She didn’t have to look at the thick line disappearing into her bra. Or the splotches on her neck coloring her skin… different. Not what it was supposed to look like. She preferred the sight of Robin’s pink cheeks.
“Just a little. You are the one who started undressing right in front of me. I can’t help that that distracts me.”
“It’s alright, Robin. I’m not upset. In fact, I think it’s a great compliment. And I have to say if you started undressing right now I wouldn’t have been able to hide it that well.”
“Oh,” Robin breathed out, a frown on her face. “I’m not sure I understand.”
“I’m saying I would be distracted too. It’s kinda normal when your crush undresses in front of you.”
“Yeah, totally— Wait, what? Crush?”
Nancy nodded biting her bottom lip. “Do you remember what you said the other day?”
“No.”
Nancy chuckled. “You said I didn’t have to apologize for wanting to be loved. Is that still the case?”
Robin was already nodding her head. “Yes, definitely, totally, for sure.”
“Good, because I really want to be loved… by you.”
“Yeah?”
Nancy nodded slowly. She still wasn’t entirely sure how Robin felt about this, about her.
“You are.”
“What?”
“You are loved by me. I do love you.”
Nancy walked over to Robin. “Do you love me… like that?”
“Yes, is that what you wanted?”
Nancy didn’t reply, she just kissed Robin like her life depended on it. Pressing her lips against Robin’s, finally tasting the sweet vanilla and sugar that coated them. It felt nice, it felt great, it was better than she could have dreamed for.
“Should we—”
“No,” Nancy said decisively and leaned back in.
#prompts#ronance#nancy wheeler#robin buckley#my work#stranger things#fanfic#robin x nancy#nancy x robin
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How many followers do you have?
I'm kind of wonder why this matters? I find it a bit of a weird question. But if you really want to know, at this exact moment I have 225 followers on tumblr.com.
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Nancy Wheeler is a girl kisser. That's it. That's the post.
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Finally finished another prompt!!!
#will be posting it tomorrow#because it's getting late right now#but I'm glad to have finished something
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need a full body massage a margarita 400mg of ibuprofen a plate of brownies at least an hour in a jacuzzi and 20,000 dollars cash
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not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like “i saw her at the devils sacrament!!!” girl… what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament 👀
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler
Characters: Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley
Additional Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Nancy has a fear of flying in this one, I don't have a fear of flying so sorry, Robin Buckley is a Sweetheart, Lesbian Nancy Wheeler, Falling In Love, cliché romcom themed
Summary:
The girl had long legs, her knees bumped into the seat in front of her. Although that might have been because of how she was slumped in her seat. Nancy wondered if there would be someone in the middle seat. Someone to separate her from this girl. There were less and less people getting on. More and more seats already filled.
And then no one. The seat stayed empty. The door of the plane was shut. The stewardesses were coming back into view for the mandatory safety speech.
OR
Nancy has a fear of flying and meets the beautifully kind Robin Buckley to help her get through the flight.
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In honor of pride month and in honor of @dufrau I post another one shot on Ao3 after my months of silence.Â
#ronance#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#ao3 link#my writing#my works#strangers to lovers#robin x nancy#nancy x robin
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