Currently incredibly annoying about Stranger things s5 and Wicked for good
previously rly annoying ab creloise, bechloe, supercorp, and mean girls the musical multi ships
will forever be annoying ab glee 😁
summary: when steve and robin put themselves in danger, vickie anxiously awaits her girlfriend's safe return. little does she know, nancy is waiting for her, too.
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a/n: thank you to @archaicfauna for this post that inspired this v quick little blurb. i speed wrote this bc i've been thinking about it literally all day oops
Vickie paced wildly, biting her nails and trying to keep herself from sobbing. She knew the others were staring, particularly Nancy Wheeler, as she felt her eyes on her and heard her huff out a sigh every so often. She couldn’t blame her, really. She was sure her pacing and overall nervous energy was not helping the situation, but she couldn't get herself to stop.
Robin and Steve had gone out into the hospital hallway to kill off the remaining demogorgons, despite the protests of everyone in the room. Vickie reached for her, begging her not to go, but Robin slipped out of her grasp with an apologetic half-smile as she quickly grabbed an oxygen tank as her only weapon and went through the basement door behind the Harrington boy.
‘It's been way too long,’ Vickie thought, ‘Those things got them, or-’
Before she could imagine every possible worst case scenario, Steve Harrington walked through the door with his nail bat in hand, blood on the tips of the nails and splattered up his arm. He beamed as the kids ran towards him, crashing into him despite the sweat and blood that covered his body.
A very small part of Vickie calmed at the sight of him, but it wasn't enough. Robin wasn't back yet. Her heart rate wouldn’t return to normal until she had eyes on her.
‘Please let her be right behind him,’ Vickie thought, staring at the door Steve emerged from, willing her girlfriend to stumble through any second.
Suddenly, a familiar mop of sandy blonde hair appeared from behind Steve and Robin stepped into view, looking like she was experiencing the world for the first time as relief and wonder took over her features. Blood covered her clothes, a fresh purple bruise blossomed on her cheekbone, and claw shaped tears adorned the shoulder of her t-shirt, a minor wound peeked out from beneath it, but she seemed alright, and Vickie was able to breathe again.
Tears pricked at her eyes and she almost dropped to her knees at the sight of the girl she loved, alive and only minorly beat up. She forgot how to move, and by the time she did, someone else was on their way to Robin.
Nancy Wheeler sprinted up to her, throwing her arms around the taller girl with so much force that she almost knocked her over. Vickie watched the pair of them for a moment. Nancy’s shoulders were shaking as she clung to Robin like she was her lifeline. The usually fearless, ever-composed Wheeler girl was falling apart in her girlfriend’s arms.
Robin hugged her back just as fiercely, her forearm muscles visible with the force of it, nearly lifting the smaller girl off the floor as her own tears freely fell onto the shoulder of Nancy’s sweater. She whispered into the brunette’s ear as one arm came up to cradle Nancy’s head against her shoulder. They held onto each other for far too long, the force of their embrace never declining.
Vickie’s heart dropped to her stomach at the exchange.
They finally pulled away to look at each other, and Robin’s smile was so bright as Nancy took a step back to examine her without breaking contact, a hand still placed tenderly on Robin’s shoulder. Nancy was clearly trying to scold Robin for being so reckless, but ultimately ended up laughing fondly at her antics, as the taller girl cracked a joke that only the two of them could hear.
Vickie gained the courage to walk up to the pair of them, even though her heart felt like it had been broken in two. It took them both a moment to register Vickie’s presence when she got close enough. Nancy noticed first, always observant, clearly trying to hide her disappointment as she reluctantly stepped away from the taller girl in front of her, but remained close. Her hand lingered on Robin’s shoulder until she was too far away to touch her anymore.
Robin’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion and slight concern before she followed Nancy’s glance to meet Vickie’s eyes. The sandy blonde’s face lit up, but not as much as it did when she first met Nancy’s eyes, the redhead noted bitterly. She stepped forward to envelop her in a hug, but not with the same bone-crushing force or fierceness that she hugged Nancy with. Still, she allowed herself to bury her head in the crook of Robin’s neck and take in the scent of her musky perfume, though it was dulled by the metallic scent of blood and demo-guts.
Robin pulled away first, “Hey,” She whispered, no assurances, no lighthearted jokes, just a simple greeting and a half-hearted smile.
“Hi,” The redhead breathed, ghosting a hand over her girlfriend’s bruised cheek, before pulling her in for a kiss.
Vickie was aware of Nancy’s lingering presence behind her. She could feel the Wheeler girl’s blue eyes burning a hole in the back of her head as Robin’s lips moved against hers and her ringed fingers found a home on her waist.
When they pulled away, Nancy quickly busied herself with cleaning Steve’s wounds, trying to pretend that she wasn’t peeking over at the pair of them. Robin opened her mouth to say something, but she was quickly interrupted by the kids, led by Will, as they hugged her tightly, then brought her over to Max, once again leaving Vickie standing by herself in a room full of strangers.
She watched as Robin was surrounded by the kids that she loved so much, then was quickly joined by Nancy and a newly bandaged Steve for one big group hug. She watched as Nancy pulled her out of the crowd to tend to her wounds. She watched as Robin held an ice pack to her cheek and stared at Nancy like she hung the moon as she cleaned the claw marks on her shoulder.
Vickie felt incredibly out of place as she watched from the sidelines as Nancy returned all the adoration in Robin’s eyes when she looked up from her clawed shoulder. The sandy blonde looked over at the redhead with a small wave of her free hand and a smile that was once again dimmed, and Vickie knew then that even if Robin didn’t know it yet, Vickie wasn’t the one she wanted, but she would selfishly continue to be hers for as long as she would have her; for as long as she was blind to her own desires.
Nancy saw that her younger brother, michael homophobia wheeler, decided to fail at his one job of being the gay sibling and knew that once again it was up to her to pick up that motherfucking slack
i’m still thinking ab steve not even wanting nancy back anymore and just rage baiting jonathan for the love of the game like probably this whole season 😭
something i liked about the finale was nancy being a big sister again, I mean she is a big sister but she hasn't really sistered sistered like this for a long time and it was great to see
Having a queer character believe he won't find love and proving him right is not good writing.
Having a character grow up in solitary confinement and then ripping her away from the only family she's ever known to live a life of solitude once again is not good writing.
Having a character be in love with his best friend and then just compare it to a high school crush is not good writing.
Having Eleven say that Mike has always been the person who truly understood her after showing us in the previous seasons that he only sees her as a superhero IS NOT GOOD WRITING.
Having two girls be abused by a man with power for the majority of their lives only to leave them dead and alone as a direct consequence of the trauma they suffered IS VILE WRITING
And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.
Nancy Wheeler looking at Robin Buckley part 4 (part 3, part 2, part 1)
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