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Tenar needs a long sleep with her wife and naps with her little siblings
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melonalemonade · 2 years
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Tattoo Artist Eddie AU (Part 3.5)
In case you were wondering where Robin is. She's in very good company 🤭
Guess what Nancy’s job at the studio is? 👀
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maggierosestudio · 10 months
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Wild West Cowgirl AU
Thanks to @henry-fox-biggest-stan for the suggestion!
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90’s au fruity four sharing a communal closet out of sheer necessity due to the limited square footage of their brooklyn apartment, which quickly evolves into everyone wearing each other’s clothes:
exhibit a
nancy: is that my skirt ?
eddie: i have no idea what you’re talking about
nancy: it is mine, i wore it on my first date with steve, sophomore year
eddie: no, no that can’t be right. i’m pretty sure i wore it on MY first date with steve—
exhibit b
robin: i’m taking nancy out tonight for our anniversary. what do you think of my outfit, is it okay ? do you think she’ll like it ? be honest.
steve: hmm. i think your belt should be getting paid much more, because it’s working overtime to hold up my levis, as we speak…
robin: if it makes you feel any better, the shirt is eddie’s and at this point, i have no idea whose jacket this is…
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loserharrington · 1 year
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redrawing some old art. ronance bookstore au :)
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stoplickingmyneck · 2 years
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fuck it. ronance wedding headcanons
- they def had an unofficial lil backyard “wedding” with the party back in the 90s. like, jeans and tee shirts and 15 dollar rings and eat hot dogs around a fire pit unofficial
- they kept those cheap ass rings on 24/7, and when they finally rusted and crumbled and were absolutely unwearable they put them in nancy’s ballerina trinket box, the one robin’s still fascinated by after all these years
- when they bought their first house (they move to indianapolis so nancy can work for the star btw, i feel like robin would be some sort of counselor too?), the first thing robin did was take a big ol bulletin board and nail it right to the bedroom wall. for the next twenty years it became their dream board, where they’d pin magazine clippings of suits and dresses, rings and bouquets and venues, dreaming of the day it could be their turn for real
- they have a record player in their kitchen and play cheesy slow music, elvis and frank sinatra typa stuff, while they cook or eat dinner or do work at the counter. every time a song that nancy likes comes on she begs robin to slow dance with her, and she grudgingly agrees every time. and robin fucking sucks. tripping over nothing, not knowing where to look or put her hands, getting flustered at every little move her girlfriend makes. nancy jokes that robin better not be like this during their first dance, and robin grumbles back that she’d rather hire a stunt double than suffer through this (she secretly loves it tho)
- attending weddings is so hard for them. not that they’re not happy for the couples, but because they know they might never get one of their own. when they get. home from max and lucas’ wedding, nancy breaks down in robin’s arms, sobbing that it would be so much easier if she were straight. robin holds her tight and reassures her so gently, and after she calms down they pull out the stack of wedding inspiration books they’ve acquired over the years, put on an old rom-com, settle side by side on the couch and stay up until 3 am gushing over ideas
- in 2015, the moment the announcement comes out that the supreme court legalized gay marriage, nancy speeds home from work, like, 20 miles over the speed limit and finds robin on the front steps, sobbing her eyeballs out, a big dumb grin on her face. nancy gets down on one knee right there on the driveway, not caring that it’s pouring rain and she doesn’t have a ring and and she looks like she just stepped out of the goddamn upside down. robin drops to the ground in front of her and kisses nancy harder than ever before
- nancy wants a traditional wedding. robin wants fun and unique, none of that “old-fashioned bullshit”. they butt heads over it constantly during the planning process, but slowly grow to adore each others’ styles and compromise on every detail
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the invitations ^^^ they have a cute lil spring wedding right before their 50th birthdays😇
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robin’s suit n nancy’s dress ^^^ nance would absolutely be the typa girl to wear karen’s old dress and robin would want the most basic, no frills suit to ever exist
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their shoes ^^^ robin can barely stand on her own two feet so heels were out of the question. nancy spent weeks and weeks learning how to embroider just so she could surprise her fiance with cute flowered converse at their bridal shower. robin cried
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their hair ^^^ idk what to caption this with lol
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their flowers ^^^ ruth n rose colors, Nancy thought it was fucking hilarious when robin suggested it so it stuck. the idea of robin in a boutonniere makes me drool too
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the ceremony n reception ^^^ nance wanted to get married in a big white church like she saw in movies when she was a little girl, robin wanted someplace quaint and cozy to spend the night surrounded by her best friends. worked out perfectly
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their rings ^^^ adorbs
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the cake^^^ robin would 100% take nancy's last name bc she worships her wife and fuck stereotypes
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^^^ i like to think steve jokingly suggests they serve ice cream, a lil nod to their scoops days, not expecting robin to adore the idea and immediately write it down
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best men steve and jonathan ^^^ they wouldn't have bridesmaids cuz what other women do they need in their lives tbh👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
other stuff:
-being apart for like 3 hours while they get ready is torture. before the ceremony they do that first look thingy where they're standing back to back on opposite sides of a wall and they're holding hands and they're so nervous and giggly and then they do a countdown and peek around and both of them just stand there in shock. like they just watched the sky open up and an angel fall to earth. and then nance throws her arms around robin's neck and they start bawling cuz they realize their 20-plus-year dream is coming true UGH. when they step back robin runs a finger through nancy's curls and whispers how she's as beautiful as the first time she laid eyes on her and nancy melts
-they walk down the aisle hand in hand, exchange long sappy handwritten vows, and fall so perfectly into place when they kiss. it's like a scene from a disney movie. not dry eye in the damn building
-at the reception, there's lil charcuterie boards at each table, and they serve wood-fired pizza cuz it's what they ate on their first date (plus it's robin's fave)
-steve and jonathan bring the HOUSE down with their best men speeches. steve's is full of embarrassing jokes about robin that make her face turn red, and when he brings up how she peed her pants in the russian lab she jokingly (kinda) threatens to slit his throat. jonathan's is so sweet and tender and you can tell he still loves nance so so much
-after the speeches robin excuses herself outside and comes back 5 minutes later with a guitar. she plays a song she wrote for nancy. it's generous heart. because maya is robin in this world and doesn't exist and tbh i don't care. it's incredible
-their first dance song is first day of my life by bright eyes
-i hate ted and idk anything aboutt robin's dad so they don't get dances whoops
-nancy cuts the cake because robin with knives is a death wish
-the ice cream cart is a huge hit (steve brags about it for years). robin's a chocolate girl and nancy's a lemon sorbet lover
-they drink champagne and dance to 80s music until the ceiling spins. around midnight nancy grabs robin's hand and pulls her through the crowd to the balcony. they sway there together under the stars, foreheads pressed together, pressing an occasional kiss to the other's cheek. in that moment, they both agree nothing on their dream board could be as good as this
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-ALSO instead of a honeymoon they take a road trip, driving route 66 to california, stopping to take pictures at every little landmark and singing at the top of their lungs for hours💘
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n4tek · 1 year
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More soldier robin (she’s always on my mind)
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boldlyvoid · 3 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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silvereyedsankta · 3 months
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have some ouat ronance + their kid max 😁
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hellotoberlin · 1 year
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Robin Takes Nancy to see what her nights are like -1930s AU
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wisdomssdaughterr · 9 months
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nancy + robin. the witch and the prince
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sweepy-stringbean · 7 months
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ronancetober2023 Day 6: Fantasy - Ronance Bubbline AU
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lumaxramblings · 9 months
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robin and nancy as hades and persephone
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“Loving you is in my nature Like how the leaves fall And petals know just when to open It's something unspoken and unknowable And yet I feel it all the same.”
― Emily Brandt, Love Letters From Hades
- spiritual successor to my stonathan as patrochilles moodboard
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maggierosestudio · 10 months
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Wild West Ronance WIP ✏️
Why do I start huge sketch pages when I have 1000 other projects to finish first 😭
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for installment # ? of fruity four apartment au, i bring you eddie frantically doing this in the living room when he sees a big bug and is home alone. later robin and steve get back from their day out running errands, but they’re no help either. they quickly join eddie to cower in his and steve’s bedroom and lock the door. ofc, it’s not until nancy “resident bug killer” wheeler arrives home and squashes the thing without batting an eyelash, that the three finally emerge from their bunker and take a breath.
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How (adult) Robin would handle Nancy being pregnant Headcanons (because I need more parent!ronance content)
- Robin would take a long minute to warm up to the idea of having kids
- But Nancy somehow convinces her
- Robin would want absolutely NOTHING to do with being pregnant, nuh-uh, no way
- She would be supportive of Nancy wanting to get pregnant (but also think she’s insane for wanting that because *why* would she willingly want to grow an entire ass human and push it out of a tiny hole in her body???)
- Robin is an absolute wreck for nine months straight
- Like reading a shit ton of pregnancy and baby books and looking up stuff on the internet and then going down huge rabbit holes and spirals about pregnancy complications and death stories and everything that can go wrong and losing her mind
- “Babe I’ve fought supernatural demons I can handle being pregnant for a few months”
- Robin is SO a overprotective of Nancy while she’s pregnant- constantly asking her if she’s okay and always says “you shouldn’t do that” or “you should try this” and spouts off a bunch of facts and statistics of why something is good or bad for her and the baby
- Nancy knows she means well but often loses patience because with the way Robin is worrying, Nancy’s lucky she lets her eat and go to the bathroom by herself
- Robin is fascinated by Nancy’s rapidly growing belly and is so touchy and stares so much
- When the baby starts kicking, Nancy’s worried Robin might get freaked out by it
- But she is SO excited and in awe and giggly about it and asks to feel every single time
- “This is so WEIRD! It’s like there’s a little alien wriggling around inside you!”
- From then on Robin calls the baby “little alien” and Nancy tries to pretend it annoys her but she thinks it’s so dang cute
- When Nancy’s asleep, Robin leans down and rambles to the little person growing inside her wife’s stomach
- Sometimes it’s about hyperfixations and sometimes it’s about weird conspiracy theories and sometimes it’s about how much she loves Nancy
- They don’t do a gender reveal because they think it’s old fashioned bullshit
- Robin and Nancy get into so many arguments about decorating the nursery because Nancy wants a theme but Robin doesn’t
- Robin buys *the* coolest baby clothes and even buys a tiny jean jacket and puts patches on it like hers and is SO proud of it and Nancy absolutely MELTS when she shows it to her
- An endless amount of disagreements about names
- “Robin we are NOT naming our daughter after Ripley from Alien”
- “But it would be so badass 🥺”
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