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@willnotmiss
𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 ; an independent, private, and friend focused 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑. this blog will contain triggering content and will be rated for 𝟐𝟏+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘.
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written by wiley. 31. she/her. cst.
much similar to my other blog, sadly. i'll be moving nancy over to @bywiley after thought. i, unfortunately, am very discouraged about being on a solo blog for her and just want to write where it sparks joy. sorry for the disappointment, but thank you for the understanding. ♥️
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 . . .
revamped a server concept to take place in january of 1990 and wanted to see if anyone else would be interested in joining! we have a nice, cozy little group right now where there'll be no activity checks and chill vibes. if i missed reaching out, just shoot me a message about it or like this! current taken under the cut:
Argyle Gonzales
Barbara Holland
Becky Ives
Chrissy Cunningham
Dustin Henderson
Eddie Munson
Eden Bingham
Heather Holloway
Jane “Eleven” Hopper
Jim Hopper
Jonathan Byers
Joyce Byers
Lucas Sinclair
Max Mayfield
Mike Wheeler
Nancy Wheeler
Robin Buckley
Steve Harrington
Suzie Bingham
Vickie Dunne
Will Byers
staying positive today. i have a couple chores to do, but i'm mostly trying to get a server in order and then write where i can! ♥
i unfortunately feel terrible in this place tonight. so i'm revamping a server to be set in january of 1990 post everything. it'll line up more with the months that are occurring now, but set after everything and in that year. one to two muses per mun! no activity check. just chill, fun vibes. i WANT you to write, but i'm not going to be mad if you're busy. ♥️
like if you want more info.
And it'll be phenomenal. God, if words could make him blush faintly; it'll be that for sure. She was remarkable and truthful. It makes the film ten times worth it knowing her and his family are backing him up. “ Fingerscross there, Nance. ” If it flopped, it flops. It's just a stepping stone, to widen the picture—maybe see the picture in a bigger lens when he thinks of more projects.
He then listens, nodding.
“ You were determined last time, weren't you? ” It felt like yesterday Nancy was pulling him out of the dark room to photograph that rat. Running out from The Hawkins Post to make a story. “ I hope so, Nance. I think you'd do great. We all have to start somewhere. ” He laughed at the mention of the school paper. “ At least when you do get to publish something, you won't be... restricted that much like the school papers. I don't think the school would've like the mutated rats. ” There's a pause, fingertips tapping a little at the cup.
“ Are you... discovering what you want in life finally? Do you feel like you're reaching there? Step by step? ”
Nancy was always going to be appreciative of Jonathan and what he had to say. He was and continues to be her best friend. Their breakup in that hellish place wasn't the end. It was a beginning to something better, something new. She was grateful for him and everything he ever stood for in her life, but they had to grow. They had to find themselves and here she was doing that in Boston. She'd tried with school, tried to get a degree that could take her places... but it felt wrong. It felt like she was constrained and like her life was still being painted into some picture of perfection. She didn't want perfect. She wanted messy, she wanted interesting, she wanted adventure.
She laughs at his joke, wrinkling her nose as she taps a finger against her coffee mug. Her face relaxes its expression as Jonathan asked his questions. Her eyes were fixed on his face, watching him with carefulness as she tried to decide what he was asking beneath it. But why did there have to be layers? Her journalist mind was always trying to find the story beneath the words spoken to her, but this was Jonathan. He cared and he was always going to care.
"Yes," she answers softly, eyes dipping then coming back up, "I think that removing myself from something that held me with constraints has made me see more of what I can do. What I'm capable of..." and Gods was she capable of so much. She's known that. She does know that. She fought an interdimensional creature and looked it right in the face. She was capable of anything.
" easy does it! " steve had encouraged as he helped nancy up onto the rooftop. his breaths had come out ragged from the burning in his lungs that he was trying to play cool with, but he wasn't sixteen anymore and hoisting a cooler up a ladder? woof. was teaching getting him out of shape?
but as soon as he had surfaced, he had set the cooler down and wiped his hands off on his jeans so he could reach forward and help nancy up the last few rungs. not that she needed it, no. nancy never needed help, by any means. not unless she asked for it. but maybe this is what it had always been. silent support.
once she was safe and settled, he headed over to get their seating arrangement fixed first. he wanted this to be perfect. not because he was expecting anything, no. he just enjoyed nancy's presence and wanted to give her a good new year's . . . to give her a reason to keep visiting hawkins. or at least, a reason to remember to call him when she did visit hawkins.
there was a light comfortable pause as nancy expressed missing this. and suddenly before him sat a version of nancy from a lifetime ago, a girl who brought warmth to the harrington pool where he was acting like a complete dunce with two people heh didn't even speak to anymore. a night that had changed everything for them. events flickered through his mind and seemed to age his bones within him. jesus, they really had been to hell and back multiple times . . . and he'd do it all over again for her if he had to.
" i missed you, " he murmured before he could catch himself, and when he did, there was a pinch of regret in his expression and a soft laugh. " i'm sorry, that sounds . . . "
His three word admission doesn't phase her, eyes staying on him as he seems to reel back from it. He apologizes for how it may have sounded and she can't stop the soft grin that touches her lips, body shifting to sit up a little in her chair so he can lean into the armrest closest to the side of her Steve is sat on. She rests a hand over her own wrist and looks down for a moment, pausing then bringing her gaze up so she can look at him earnestly, "I've missed you, too, Steve. For what it's worth."
And it's true. She missed this and what it was... just hanging out having a good time and not worrying about a thing. She had to be back in Boston soon, but for now she had no constraints... nothing holding her back and she felt so comfortable being back home. It wasn't where she belonged, but she liked being here for the time she was and that included spending the time with Steve. She knew if Jonathan or Robin were in town they'd be up here too, but neither could make it this trip and that was alright. They were missed, Nancy made sure they both knew that. So what was wrong with telling Steve she missed him? Because she did. Missing the hanging out was one thing, but the people behind it? She truly had yet to find anyone like any of them. Like Robin. Like Jonathan. Like Steve...
She knew that his confession held more weight than she was probably meant to pick up on, but she didn't let that stop her from speaking more on it, "I wanted to apologize, by the way," she flashes a bit of a bigger grin, a twinkle to her eyes as she uses what liquid courage is in her to talk, "for not being the end result of your big dreams." She winces then chuckles, "That sounds weird," another small laugh then she corrects what she's saying, "What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry I couldn't be there the way you wanted me to be, but... I owe you a thank you for being what I needed you to be and I hope... I hope after awhile I was that for you."
i want to do affiliated/more private like verses for nancy. it's hard to do so in some instances because of reasons i won't get into, but if anyone ever wants to be affiliated and/or storyboard together to do group things let me know!
on @bywiley today. ♥
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 . . .
i won't lie. the rpc as a whole hasn't really been bringing me a ton of joy. i think some stuff is bothering me and other stuff just isn't sparking excitement. i want it to, but i fear i've been in a weird slump and like i've missed the bus at the stop to get on and enjoy it with everyone. the world keeps spinning and the door keeps revolving, etc... or whatever. basically it feels like not being here doesn't make an impact and therefore i just feel weird and wrong. i dont know how else to describe it... just feels like i could back out of it and it wouldn't matter? i don't want to leave but i feel it doesn't matter if i stay. maybe that's dramatic and weird to say, but i don't know. i've been trying to stay in contact with some folks and share excitement but it hasn't been going great. so i just think i need to keep taking a break or doing what brings me joy. i may just log into my ted blog and be there when i can be. i'm sorry for being negative and sad or whatever this is. but thank you for reading it/caring to read it. ♥️
NATALIA DYER as NANCY WHEELER STRANGER THINGS 5.08 "The Rightside Up"
intimidation levels.
not at all.
some middle ground.
very much so.
wiley choice.
since, I was sick and wasn't able to work for more than half of 2025, I had a lot of overdue bills pilling up. I'm mostly caught up now, but haven't been able to pay my water bill for a while and it has GROWN. I've negotiated with the company for some relief and they've agreed that if I am able to pay the full bill by the end of next month, they'll forgive the majority of my late fees, which will be a huge help to me!
I need to raise $453 by the last week of january 2026, so, here's an emergency sale! details under the cut,
ugh. UGH. i just think can't stop thinking about nancy in the 90s in those SUITS. someone pinch me.
Walk 'em down Wheelers 🔥🔥🔥
