(oh i was hoping i could do a lil cfdau for one of these)
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January 1998
Robin's house is cold.
It's a nice place. It really is. It has the coziness of her place with Steve, with Robin's favorite blankets and too many couch pillows and the lamps always on instead of the overhead lights. There are touches of her here that didn't shine through as much in her old apartment. More photos on the walls, more vinyls piled on the shelves, way more candles. A stack of comics that Steve has certainly teased her about--obscure titles that Nancy suspects are Will's influence, given how close he and Robin have gotten lately.
It's nice. It's so Robin, so of course it is. But it's also cold.
It doesn't help that the winter has been bitter so far. They've gotten more ice than snow. The wind has been brutal, the sky pale and sunless. Every day since Christmas has been in the single digits.
They go out anyway, holding hands while they wait for coffee or meet for dinner. Paparazzi photos keep showing up of the two of them, and though no one ever dares to say something for certain--girlfriend seems to be a dirty word to the press--everybody loves to speculate.
It's not just the press, though. Nancy had a meeting scheduled over dinner just last night. It had been a big deal, with big names she'd been looking forward to potentially working with. An assistant had called her last minute to cancel. There's no way to know for sure why, but one look at Robin when Nancy had told her confirmed that they were thinking the same thing.
Robin had offered to take her out, to take care for her, to do anything she could to cheer Nancy up. They'd ended up curling up in Robin's bed, huddled beneath the heavy comforter, Robin's arms strong and warm around her.
They're there still, because even though the morning is half gone, the house is so damn cold, and the world beyond it is even colder. Nancy burrows further into Robin's embrace, pressing her cold nose against Robin's warm collarbone, and pretends like she can weather the winter if she just stays here forever.
"I'll make us breakfast," Robin offers, though she makes no move to dislodge Nancy and get up. Nancy makes a soft sound, something pathetically akin to a whimper, and digs her fingers into Robin's sleep shirt to keep her in place.
Robin's sigh is soft, understanding, but she tries again. "And coffee. Warm coffee, Nance."
Robin knows exactly how she takes her coffee, makes it so perfectly that Nancy will sometimes drag her feet in the mornings just so Robin will make it for her. Robin sees through her, of course, but she always presses the mug into Nancy's hands with a smile and a kiss on the cheek, so Nancy supposes she doesn't mind.
It's almost tempting, but it's not enough to make her want to move. So she doesn't. She lies there, eyes closed, not even trying to summon the energy to shake away the hollowness that has been in her chest since last night.
Robin rubs her hand up and down Nancy's back. "I'm sorry, Nance. I really am."
That makes her stir. She lifts her head to press against Robin's neck instead.
"Not your fault," she says, quiet but firm. She presses her lips against Robin's skin, just as soft, just as certain. Robin sighs again.
"It still sucks, though."
Nancy hums in response. Hence the moping in bed.
"But we both have the day off," Robin continues. "We can do whatever we want."
"Don't want to," she mumbles. She's distantly aware that she's pouting now, but she can't bring herself to care. Not when Robin is all she wants, and Robin is all she has, and Robin is the only person who really, truly understands.
"Nance..."
"Can we just--can we stay here?" Nancy pulls back to look up at her pleadingly--desperate, suddenly, to cling to this moment beneath the covers, this one chance to shut out the chill of the world. "Just a little longer?"
She's never had to ask, though. Not really. Robin's eyes are soft when she nods. She pulls gently on Nancy, and Nancy rises enough to kiss her softly, slowly, with all the warm, steadying assurance she's still getting used to having.
"We can stay as long as you like," Robin whispers when they part. Nancy hums again and settles back against her. Her fingers come up to comb lazily through Robin's hair.
this is a test to see if my asks work but also werewolf nancy has been boinking around my head all day so im using this as an excuse to hear more of creature!nancy thoughts because all of ur creature aus have been boinking around like loose cutlery in a dishwasher because AAAAA creachureee nance i love that weirdo!! 💖👍
(anyway no pressure tho! feel free to ignore or reply with a marine bio gif or smth 👍🐋🐬🐟🐠🐡🦈)
HI HELLO it's been a week and a half since this ask came in and i am so sorry BUT I DO HAVE SOME CREATURE NANCY STUFF FOR YOU (mostly werewolf nancy + ronance)
nancy's super sensitive to smells after her first full moon. she does this little nose wrinkle whenever she comes across a bad/different smell. all her senses are dialed up, and she can usually handle it, but smell is weird now. nothing bad, nothing too strong, etc. nancy always wrinkles her nose when robin comes back from family video bc she always smells like black licorice.
nancy uses her claws sometimes to (gently!!) massage robin's head. especially when robin's got a headache.
i just think the idea of nancy still wearing her cute lil earrings with her lil pointy ears is just <3
werewolf nancy is a biter. i stand by this. robin is covered in lil bite marks.
still thinking about that wild west ronance au where nancy (while she's not a monster or monster hunting) she dresses super feminine and "prissy" but it's all an act because it's really just to hide the fact that she's a werewolf (robin is a witch in this one i think. butch witch cowboy robin you are so real to me.) and nancy begins to go on a personal Journey (tm) the longer she's paired up with robin. this is an idea that spawned thinking about the trope of the monster hunter is ALSO a monster and self acceptance etc etc
for mermaid nancy i don't have a lot but (and i think we've talked about this) but i love the idea of like, a mermaid's kiss thing? where nancy kisses robin and yeah it's so robin can breathe underwater and see nancy's world, but it works like a true love's kiss thing. except robin doesn't believe in true love.
i also love the idea of like. lost in translation (is that the right phrase for it? idk) where robin gets nancy a gift or something or maybe sings a song or whatever and in mermaid culture that's considered like, courting and whatnot, so its the fun trope of one of them thinks they're dating and that they have been dating for a while and the other is completely oblivious.
sadly that's all i have for now :( but i love talking about creature nancy so !!!
hey dude :} i think i remember you talking a little while back about your experience with trans tape so i was wondering how youre finding it (if you are still using it)
i used it too with some mixed results ages ago. i couldn't get the right technique down, but i was thinking of trying it out again maybe? i used pharmacy brand kinesiology tape (which is the same type of tape as trans tape) but i was thinking of trying out a couple of different brands, also this thing called milk of magnesia?? thats meant to help with skin irritation that you rub on your chest (might just be a bunch of bs who knows)
but anyway! if you're not comfy replying feel free to ignore! ik this is a sensitive subject for a lot of ppl so :}
oh no i’m cool with talking bout my experience !!!
same as you actually, i can’t get the technique down !! i tried twice and could never get the right result, the tape would barely compress it’d just kinda. hold it there. and doesn’t help that i was rushed every time i tried, so i couldn’t take my time to make sure i was doing it alright
but yeah, i’m waiting until i have a solid chunk of time to do it again properly
it’s always good to experiment, i think, just to find what works best for you! and i’ve never heard of milk of magnesia for skin irritation so if you do try it out lmk even if it is bs. i do know vaseline can help!
ur so right about robins high school band shenanigans. i want it to be revealed that actually robin has a secret double life and has all this insane band drama happening all off screen that none of the other characters know about. i want her to casually make an offhand comment abt like stephanie guthrie-from-band burning jacob swartz-from-band's music notes in the parkinglot of their local denny's at 4am. like "oh yeah thats big trombone steven who got into a fist fight with dave because he one time stuffed wet cheetos down his clarinet during practice"
this is basically canon to me lmao you can't be in band and not have a lot of secondhand drama. and tbh i think given that her primary group of friends has drama that's, like, my gf was raised in a secret government lab and i went missing in an alternate dimension for a week and my best friend was killed by a monster while i lost my virginity to a boy i didn't even really like that much, she'd probably get a lot of stress relief out of listening to band kids' still-wild-but-drastically-lower-stakes teen drama
(can you imagine if that ever came into play, though? like in the same vein of robin rambling about the girl on her soccer team getting hurt, she starts reeling off band room gossip and ends up unintentionally spilling some Plot Critical Fact about a classmate or teacher or something)
WIP WEDNESDAY! WIP WEDNESDAY! pls may i see a lil peek of the mermaid au if you feel up for it! they are so so special to me 🥺🤲🐟💖
AAAAA I HAVE SOME MERMAID AU JUST FOR U <3
Nancy’s holding her hand. Her eyes stare into Robin’s, earnest and worried all at once. Somehow it calms Robin’s own nerves. Takes her mind off the fact that the water is so deep here, and wow Nancy’s hands are so soft even in the water and--
“Do you trust me?” Nancy asks, barely above a whisper. She brushes a lock of Robin’s now wet hair out of the way.
whats sins of the past whats her deal whats up with her 👀
sins of the past is the most indulgent thing i have ever even thought about writing. it's the xena ronance au. nancy is xena. robin is gabrielle. steve is joxer.
if you aren't familiar with xena, basically: former warlord (xena) tries to atone for her sins and along the way she meets gabrielle, a bard who seeks adventure. they laugh they fight they dance they kiss (...kind of...) but there's a lot of build up before they actually kiss.
there is a scene in the season 1 finale of xena where gabrielle fucking. dies. (this will not be the last time she does, either) and xena will NOT allow that. so xena invents cpr and revives gabrielle. it's a very good episode. a lot of it is about xena learning to open up and atone for her sins and gabrielle taking none of her shit. and also gabrielle getting into some Wack situations. gabrielle ends up following xena (after xena explicitly tells her not to lmao) they are just so very ronance coded (to me) that i think it would be very fun to at least explore!!
and now, a snippet for u !
Nancy purses her lips, eyes narrowing, scanning Robin. Robin stands her ground, tries to stave off the anxiety rising in her stomach, the need to fidget with her fingers or shift her weight under Nancy’s intense stare. She’s not going to fuck up her only chance to get out of this town.
may i request more werewolf nancy 🥺🥺 🤲 if u may 🥺🥺 she has me by throat ❗❗🐺
SAME. i am always ready to talk about werewolf nancy!
Nancy—the wolf—jumps in front of her, in front of Billy. Hackles raised and growling, and for a moment, Billy hesitates.
It’s the first time Max has ever seen him hesitate when he’s gotten like this.
Nancy is bigger than he is, stronger than he is. One swipe and Max knows it would knock him unconscious. Max watches as Billy tries to put on a brave face, taking a step closer. Nancy lunges at him, and he quickly hits the ground, scrambling back and running away.
pls tell me abt waking the witch im so so intrigued and entranced (when ur up for it ofc ofc 👍💖)
MUAHAHAH this is just kas max chapter 2 lol. i wanted to go with song titles and keep the kate bush theme, so chapter 2 is called "waking the witch" because well...you know.
“You have a wound, Maxine. A terrible, terrible wound.” He raises a clawed hand to Max’s face, and for a moment she thinks he’s gonna do it again. Break every bone in her body and try to gouge her eyes out. But he doesn’t. Instead, his gross hand pushes her hair back. Max shudders. “I can fix it. I can fix you.”
