I had this weird concept of combining the Camp and serial killer thing
Imagine: Nance and Robin become Camp Counselors, the young children leave a day earlier so the adults/helpers stay a extra night and day to clean everything etc. They plan to kill everyone then, to learn the terrain and be hide some traps etc. Enter you!
They meet you and decide to keep you! You are just such a sunshine! A sweet naive thing. Midst the chaos you will be with one of them, trusting them to help you, and always just barley escaping the killer. Of course still getting some small wounds here and there, you look cute with the pain and fear in your eyes.
You would be their own little final girl.
their own little final girl im biting my fist trying not to scream rn okay i got a bit carried away with this but im obsessed!!
tw: DARK nancy and robin, serial killers, murder, blood mention, manipulation, all that jazz. nothing super explicit or gorey just girlbosses murdering billy :) and others but he's the only one mentioned lets just assume the rest of them r pieces of shit too <3
this is so !! oh my god, the manipulation..making it so you think that they're keeping you safe while the other is laying traps and such. nancy's definitely out doing the dirty work while robin stays with you. she wipes your tears from your face as she puts cute patterned bandaids on you and you mumble about how you're just glad that whoever is doing this had the humanity to spare the kids the trauma of it all
robin clutching you close to her when you hear the screams of your co-counselors
"well, billy was a piece of shit anyway, right?" robin says, always the one to diffuse the mood with humor. you can only think about how you're going to tell max.
you keep urging robin that maybe you should just make a break for the work truck by the old storage shed and try to get out of there, but robin keeps reminding you "we can't leave without Nancy."
robin keeps moving you to different locations, closer and closer to the truck so that you can be ready when you finally find Nancy. "how do we know she's okay? should we go look for her?"
"this is nancy wheeler we're talking about. she keeps a revolver under her bunk bed. if anything, the killer should be scared of her."
you get all concerned when nancy comes back to your safe spot with blood on her and she's like "oh it's okay baby, i promise i'm not hurt" and you cling to her and beg her not to leave your sight again
her and robin sharing a look as nancy soothes you by rubbing your back, sobbing into the blood stained material of her counseler shirt. nancy gives robin a curt nod and robin leads you both to the truck.
the camp is very out of the way, and it's started pouring hot summer rain as well ("i wonder if theyr'e even going to be able to find any evidence after this downpour" robin wonders aloud, tracing your hand with her fingers. "i bet they planned it this way.") so the three of you end up holed up in a little shitty motel in the middle of nowhere, nothing but a diner with flickering lights next door.
nancy n robin tell you to go shower first, since you're all muddied up. but you hesitate at the bathroom door, terrified that the second you close your eyes you'll take your last breath.
robin offers to watch the door while nancy sits in the bathroom with you. she can hear you crying and suddenly she's stepped into the shower with you. you watch the little bit of blood that came off of her go down the drain as she washes your hair, humming softly to you.
she tells you to turn so you can rinse off, and you wonder where the blood came from, since she has no signs of even a scrape.
you have trouble sleeping that night, of course, until they curl up on either side of you, robin spooning you from behind, arms around your waist and nose pressed into your neck. and nancy facing you, fingers tracing softly over your face until you finally pass out from exhaustion.
the next morning, they take you to the diner next door right as it opens. there’s no one there except an old lady who serves you warm pancakes. the news flickers on the old tv in the corner.
“do you think anyone knows yet?” you ask.
“probably not, honestly,” nancy hums. “we were the last people there. anyone who would’ve come check up on the camp was already there.”
“should we...i dunno, should we report this? there’s probably a phone we can use here...”
nancy gives robin (who’s currently stuffing her face with waffles) a pointed glance and robin says with her mouth full, “maybe we should just lay low for a while. who knows if that guy is still out there looking for us.”
“and we probably don’t even want to go home, what if he tracks us there?” nancy adds. you push away the plate of food, suddenly not hungry anymore. nancy pushes it back and gives you a look until you start eating again. “my family had an old cabin up here. they haven’t visited it for a couple of years now. maybe we should go there.”
and so the they take you there, and slowly the three of you lose track of time (or, you do, rather. nancy knows exactly how long its been) and months pass by. you never forget about everything that happened, you’re constantly a little jumpy and anxious and always ask nancy to triple check all the locks before the three of you settle into bed.
news reports say the three of you must be dead. there’s not enough evidence to do anything with. a lot of it was destroyed in the rain or messed with by the hungry wildlife in the surrounding area.
robin and nancy muse that maybe it’s best if the three of you stay off the grid for good. you miss your other friends and family, but you’re so dependent on these two that you’ll do whatever they decide is best.
after all, they kept you safe that night. you wouldn’t be alive without them.
coworker!nancy films you fucking yourself in the bathroom and then blackmails you with it to get you to do whatever she wants you to do
she films you again every time ofc to get even more of it until almost her entire camera roll is just compromising and humiliating pictures of you do things like barking for her while wearing a tail plug or drinking her piss straight from the source 🫶🫶🫶-🐁
yea yea yea yea yeaYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEA yes. nancy ill bark for u any time!!
Okay so, I have been thinking about the camp Counselor/Slasher scenario and I am thinking about how the reveal/R figuring out the truth would go.
Of course, depending on how and when, the situation will change though I am certain it will never end with R escaping.
I doubt Robin and Nance would ever plan to reveal it themselves so the only option is for reader to figure it out.
Option 1: During the Massacre
If R somehow figured out the truth at that point, the situation would be the most in her favour, especially if Robin doesn't catch on to the fact that R found out. R will break away from Robin, probably in a moment of confusion. However I am sure both Robin and Nance would have seen this coming still. I imagine that all the traps they build are non lethal, simply meant to hold victims till they get to them. There would be no way for R to avoid them, since they are basically anywhere except for the path Robin planned to bring them to the car. They wouldn't stop anywhere and immediately bring R to the Cabin, I can imagine Nance packed at least some kind of drugs to keep R in control just in case
Option 2: Before reaching the cabin
Second worst scenario for R. Here the realisation would probably hit in the shower scene. R would try to play it of but Nance will notice the shift immediately. R plans to play along and then slip out at night. Of course, they locked the door, and Nance only pretended to be asleep. Quietly ordering R back to bed, her bed. R, to terrified to do something else, silently lies down next to Nancy who just pulls her close, telling her not to try that again.
And finally
Option 3: A good while after living in the cabin
Definitely worst case. Lets say Robin left some evidence SOMEWHERE and R happens to see it and finally makes the connection. They would tell Robin they have to do something outside the cabin quick, they forgot something. But the moment they are behind the cabin, they run. Only problem? They have no idea where they are going, maybe they get hurt by a, totally not intentionally put there just in case, trap. They would reach a dead end, maybe a river or lake. Only to hear Nancy ask them if they had enough of their little adventure yet.
In most of these scenarios Robin would probably be a bit more soft to us, while Nancy would make probably clear that we better don't try to run again
IM LOSING MY MCFREAKIN MINNNDDDDDD
thinking about an alternative scenario to the last though. reader being so dependent on robin n nance that they dont even care about what they did, they mustve known best, they mustve been justified. not quite stockholm syndrome but like basically.
but also i loooove the 2nd one....realizing in the shower when u notice nancy doesnt have any injuries so that blood Must've come from somewhere....wondering if robin was in on it too and if you should risk letting her know what u know......
"you always work so hard. you do such a good job too."
you stopped. Nancy's comment confirmed the feeling you had for a few minutes now. Her eyes on you. She must have finished her work earlier, unsurprisingly. surprisingly, you had captured her attention.
"thank you, nancy." you turned to her, hoping your face and your voice wouldn't betray the effect of her praise. as you turned back to your computer, the sound of her steps approaching you stopped your hands once again.
"you sound surprised. did you think i wouldn't notice you, like everyone else here doesn't?" her voice was so soft, so close to your ear. "but i do. because i know it's my attention you're looking for, baby."
her hand pulled you to look at her. she smiled at you.
"that's why you sit near my desk, isn't it? and why you always offer to go to the archives with me, to give me a perfect view of your wet panties when you climb that ladder." you couldn't move your head to deny it, and the blush of your cheeks confirmed it. "and why you cry my name when you make those panties wet every night."
with that last sentence, she giggled at your shocked expression and kissed your cheek
Daydreaming about working at the same newspaper as Nancy and desperately trying to get her attention and approval only to find out she’s been stalking you this whole time
Methinks that if you wanted to go to a late night party then dark Nancy would slip something into your drink to make it seem like you fell asleep and missed the party instead of futilely arguing with her
i feel like regular nancy could be quite sadistic, she'd love to find new ways to hurt R and would love to push farther to see how much they're willing to suffer for her
but if we consider that for serial killer ronance au, then it would go way farther bc that nancy would absolutely get off on doing some actually fucked up torture
