#bounty hunter Nancy wheeler

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Just gonna drop this and run <33

The Righteous Hand of God || Wild West Ronance Drabble || 1003 words

(inspired by Hell’s Coming With Me by Poor Man’s Poison)

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Red eyes. A flash of fangs.

The tang of blood in the air.

A dead man, with Robin’s fangs sunk into his throat.

These were the images that flashed through Nancy’s mind as she sat at the bar, blue eyes focused on Robin Buckley’s rhythmically swaying form. The outlaw had her head thrown back with laughter, boots stomping as she and the rest of the patrons of the saloon danced. The band was playing some jaunty tune.

Nancy scowled at the sight. She scowled even deeper at the way her chest panged with desperate want to join Buckley on the floor. Her grip on her now empty glass tightened, a soft crack only her ears could hear the only warning that it would soon break.

She couldn’t watch this any longer.

Nancy stood and smoothed her skirt, leaving the bar behind. Her footsteps were light as she made her way upstairs, through the upper floor to the balcony that overlooked town.

It was quieter up here, and she could get a breath of fresh air. She could still hear the muffled music below, the tap of boot heels and click of spurs. The wind whistled like a warning. The sky was scarred crimson—the sun was setting. Crimson.

Blood.

Fangs.

Red eyes.

Robin Buckley, the outlaw. Robin Buckley, the vampire. Robin Buckley, the monster. Robin Buckley, Barb’s killer.

Nancy’s sensitive ears picked up another sound—footsteps that followed her own. The scent of honey and sweat and leather—maybe a little whiskey—confirmed the person’s identity. Robin’s calloused hand rested on Nancy’s shoulder, and she tensed.

“Nance? What’s wrong, darlin’,” the outlaw asked, her voice a deep rumble that Nancy could feel in her chest.

“Don’t call me that,” Nancy muttered. Her heart couldn’t take it.

“What?” Robin questioned, voice thick with hurt. Her hand withdrew, hovering uncertainly.

“You’re not who you say you are,” Nancy murmured, surprised at the steadiness of her voice. She didn’t feel steady. She felt ready to keel over.

“What do you mean?” Robin asked. She placed her hand on Nancy’s cheek instead, and Nancy allowed her to turn her head, blue eyes matching soft stormy gray.

Nancy’s expression hardened into something fierce and angry, while Robin’s softened, concerned, fond almost. Nancy shoved her hand away.

“I saw you,” she began, one hand on Robin’s chest while the girl stared at her in wonder and fear and confusion. Like she was a god. Like she was something to worship.

The background noise faded to nothing. Nancy focused on Robin.

“You killed that man.”

Robin’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Nance, it’s not what you think—“

“All this talk about monsters, and you’ve been hiding that?” Nancy seethed, no longer in control of her anger. She shoved Nancy back, something cold and angry settling in her stomach. “You’re just like me. You should look in the fucking mirror for once, Buckley,” she continued, shoving Robin back again.

Robin didn’t protest. Her face fell, pained—but that fucking wonder stayed. The girl dropped to her knees like a prayer, one hand gripping Nancy’s skirt.

“I haven’t hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it,” Robin murmured. She sounded genuine. She believed her words. “He was a criminal—a violent one.”

Nancy didn’t know when she pulled the weapon, but she held the pistol now in her shaking hand. She met Robin’s gaze evenly. Blue turned to gold—a blazing desert fire, the setting sun on judgement day. Robin’s own flashed red, unreadable, uncertain—but pleading. Desperate.

“Oh, but that’s where you’re wrong. You killed an innocent,” Nancy whispered. She touched the barrel of the gun to Robin’s chin, wondering if the metal was cold on the outlaw’s suntanned and freckled skin as she lifted Robin’s face. It was a cold weight in her hand. “And I’m going to bring you to justice.”

She held her breath a moment, trying to steady herself. The name stung as she spoke it, dragged from her lips. “Barbara Holland.”

Robin’s eyes widened in recognition.

“It wasn’t me, Nance,” Robin, staring pleadingly up. She gulped, but she didn’t move away. She didn’t even try to fight. Nancy could hear her steady, calm heartbeat. She should have been angry. Maybe she was, but for the wrong reasons. Robin should be scared. Nancy should have already pulled the goddamned trigger.

Nancy’s hand was shaking violently, and she couldn’t tell if it was from fear or anger. Her throat tightened painfully.

“Then who was it?” she managed, voice dripping with venom.

Robin choked—a sob maybe? Panic? Nancy couldn’t tell. It frustrated her. “I can’t say,” Robin whispered. Nancy got the sense that if her gun wasn’t holding Robin’s face up, the outlaw would have looked away. It only fueled Nancy’s fury.

“What was it you called me?” Nancy scoffed, a bitter note, eyes watering with the words. Her heart ached. Her rage burned. “The righteous hand of God?”

Robin raised one hand, a gesture almost reverent. She gripped Nancy’s wrist with unbearable gentleness, stilling Nancy’s trembling and guiding the barrel downward. Stormy gray eyes never left seething gold as the gun pressed to Robin’s chest. Nancy’s grip went white knuckled.

This was it.

She knew this was coming, didn’t she? This was her life’s purpose for years. She had spent years traveling, learning of Robin’s whereabouts. She was always going to hunt down Barb’s killer. Hunt down Robin Buckley.

Fangs. Blood. Red eyes.

Fangs. Blood. Gold.

Robin’s eyes became Nancy’s mirror. She searched those gray depths for any trace of a beast. Any hint of violence. All she could find was warmth and care and a hint of fear—and a deep, drowning sadness that threatened to drag Nancy under.

She saw her own face reflected back. Blazing gold eyes and face twisted into ugly fury. She had seen this before, hadn’t she? Reflected in a different set of eyes. The memory hit her like a gunshot.

Barbara Holland.

Robin didn’t kill Barbara.

Nancy knew who had. She remembered now.

She knew what she had to do.

A bang echoed through the saloon.

[steddiebang2024]

A Lick and a Promise | Teen | 36k 

Author: @blipblot 

Artist: @arelliann

Beta Reader: ItsAllShitTed | Ao3

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Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Wayne Munson, Martin Brenner, Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham 

Tags: Alternative Universe - Western AU, Enemies to Lovers, Slow burn, Outlaw! Eddie Munson, Bounty Hunter! Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington is a horse girl, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Descriptions of head injuries, Steve Harrington has bad parents, Mutual Pining, Platonic Stobin for life, Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Steve’s terrible cooking 

Trigger Warnings: No Warnings Apply 

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Summary: “It is my honor on behalf of the town of Hawkins, Colorado to tell you, Edward ‘The Freak’ Munson, that there is a warrant out for your arrest not only for your crimes of cattle rustling but now, more importantly, murder.” 

“M’rder?” Eddie yells through the cloth, trying in vain to once again buck Steve off, cursing and spitting out muffled threats through his gag. 

“Yes sir, murder-” Steve dusts his hands off on his chaps before standing and placing a heavy boot square in the middle of Eddie’s back. “-and it’s my duty to bring you back to stand for trial.”

[rogueddie]

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[stormyelliotwritez]

okie dokie so here's the fandom list and the characters i'll write for. i will update this at times so yeah, here we go.

supernatural (dean winchester, sam winchester (not soulless or lucifer sam though), castiel, lucifer, balthazar, bobby (platonic only for jack and charlie))

911 and 911 lone star (tk strand, carlos reyes, evan buckley, eddie diaz, paul strickland, christopher diaz (platonic only), chimney, hen, owen strand)

stranger things (eddie munson, steve harrington, the kids (only platonic), robin buckley (platonic only), nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, argyle, hopper, joyce)

house md (gregory house, james wilson, lisa cuddy and i can write foreman, chase and cameron but i can't promise it will be good. also im only on like season 5 so yeah.)

doctor who (any new who doctors and companions and friends tho coz im writing male reader bill, jenny and vastra will be platonic only coz otherwise that just feels weird also probably platonic for yaz and 13. also any masters because i love them and am obsessed with them)

hannibal (just hannibal and will coz im only on like the first season so it'll be based on vibes mostly)

star wars (like anyone basically just not palpatine and the creepy bad guys like the blue one or moff gideon. i am obsessed with clones and bounty hunters so yeah!)

batfam and dc (anyone basically coz ive got a pretty good grasp of most of their characters. if anyone requests the joker, i will probs mean like lego batman or the animated tv shows joker so the one who isn't an ass and is a bit gay. if they're lesbians, it will be platonic though.)

marvel (anyone like please just give me ideas of marvel stuff to write. i will need like a really good idea to be convinced to write for tony because he pisses me off sometimes. also team red and loki tv show are like my favs so i will write actual masterpieces for those)

criminal minds (the bau gang and also clyde easter like please just request him for giggles otherwise i'll just write stuff for him unprompted)

the mentalist, castle and bones (just the main crews)

good omens (aziraphale and crowley (platonic only) also like any of the other characters besides metatron because i wanna murder him in his sleep (: so yep)

marauders (the marauders obvs, the Valkyries and the Slytherins)

sherlock bbc (sherlock, john, molly, jim, greg, mycroft)

star trek (the one with chris pine) (bones, kirk, spock, scotty) (i can do the old tv show, i just haven't watched much)

the addams family (im talking like the live action movies and the animated because i watched one episode of wednesday and it sucked ngl so yeah. ill write for the whole family so yeppity yep)

shameless (the gallaghers tho not lip and debbie when they're in their problematic arcs mostly because im not up to there and also kev and v but only platonic for them and mickey ofc)

kingsman (eggsy, harry, merlin, agent whiskey)

ghosts bbc (any of the ghosts and also allison and mike)

gravity falls (anyone basically except for gideon and his dad)

hades the video game (anyone tho i don't think anyone would request this)

the x-files (mulder, scully, skinner, the lone gunmen)

spiderverse (hobie, miles, gwen, noir, pav, peter b parker, miles universe peter, miguel (only if you wanna get into a fight with him))

person of interest (reese, finch, fosco, carter, root)

Law and order: SVU (the whole crew tho im only on s4)

Dead boy detective agency (anyone but niko and jenny will only be platonic coz lesbians)

i think thats it so yeah! :)

please send in requests tho ive got no idea if anyone will see this but yeah!

[ao3feed-mileven]

Trust the Force

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2DKKZKM

by xerxwrites

A Star Wars AU set post-sequel trilogy where El is a Jedi in training, Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and Will are bounty hunters, and Nancy is a captain in the Republic Navy. They'll reunite, separate, form friendships, meet some galactic heroes and save the galaxy!

Words: 1785, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016), Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Eleven (Stranger Things), Mike Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, Rey (Star Wars), Lucas Sinclair, Nancy Wheeler, Kali Prasad, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Steve Harrington, Poe Dameron

Relationships: Eleven/Mike Wheeler

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Star Wars Setting, A Star Wars AU where the Party from Stranger Things saves the galaxy

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2DKKZKM

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

i gotta know. does nancys hand shake as robin guides the gun down to her chest, either with rage or fear? or is she in a cold state of fury?? her hand doesn’t shake but she has a white knuckled grip like the gun is her last lifeline??

(also been listening to hcwm on repeat. i’m going. so insane.)

Oh it does. Nancy’s hand shakes violently as she puts to gun to Robin’s chin. She’s not sure if it’s anger or fear—probably both. But it stills. Robin looks at her so earnestly, so brokenly, wrapping one hand firmly around Nancy’s wrist. And as she guides the barrel to her own chest—right over her beating heart—Nancy’s trembling stills.

She can hear it, the steady thump-thump of Robin’s heart. It’s not panicked. It’s calm. Nancy doesn’t know whether she should be angry or upset by that. Her grip on the gun tightens to that white knuckled grip as she makes her decision.

She knows what she has to do.

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

More quick thoughts I had while heading to class

Robin is a sort of “Robin Hood” figure. Like she’s an outlaw but she mostly steals from corrupt banks and whatnot. This is what she’s doing in town when she meets Nancy—she’s planning on taking down the corrupt mayor and redistributing his wealth (but supernatural plots occur and make this hard)

Also thinking about a badass cinematic confrontation set to “Hell’s Coming With Me” by Poor Man’s Poison where Nancy corners Robin, eyes blazing gold with fury, shotgun to Robin’s chest, something something righteous hand of god, ready to strike down a supposed murderer while Robin tries to convince her of her innocence

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Okay okay okay I am THINKING about the Wild West Ronance confrontation scene

Yet again pushing the “Hell’s Coming With Me” by Poor Man’s Poison agenda

For background, Robin and Nancy have finally started to set aside their differences. They’re dancing around each other because they’re both too stubborn to admit they’re in love

And Nancy is finally believing Robin’s innocence—but something happens. Someone tells Nancy they were there and Robin killed Barb or I’m toying with vampire Robin because y’all know I’m just a sucker for vampires and werewolves. Regardless of how, a seed of doubt has been planted in Nancy’s mind.

We begin at a saloon. Robin is laughing and dancing, while Nancy is having a drink at the bar

The song begins

Picture with me, a slow build up

Nancy watches Robin, fist clenched around her glass

Then she gets up and goes upstairs to a balcony, looking out over the town

Robin creeps up behind her, a gentle hand on Nancy’s shoulder

A zoomed in flash of gold fury in Nancy’s eyes

She spins on Robin, eyes blazing

Robin is surprised and steps back

They argue. Nancy accuses Robin of lying to her this whole time

As the song intensifies, so does their rage. Nancy pulls a gun.

Robin stops. Her expression drops, careful, saddened. She drops to her knees, a silent plea

Nancy lifts her chin with the barrel of her gun. She’s seething

“I am the righteous hand of god,” she spits (a callback from an argument that happens earlier where Robin mockingly calls her that). She cocks the gun

Robin is calm. There’s a sadness on her face as she makes her final plea. She takes the gun and presses it point blank to her chest, meeting Nancy’s gaze

The music dulls, but is still there. The few people around are watching with fear and rapt attention

Nancy closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath

The screen goes to black with the bang of a gunshot

:)

I’m still building an outline for this, so that last gunshot could have multiple possibilities. I’m enjoying the idea that maybe Nancy herself killed Barb and doesn’t know it—And Robin KNOWS, because she was there, but after spending more time with Nancy, she realizes the girl doesn’t know (Do Revenge Eleanor style secret keeping ensues) and so she lets herself take the fall because she doesn’t want Nancy to live with that guilt. But some part of Nancy knows, and she realizes it. Maybe she pulls the gun away and shoots the ceiling instead of Robin, idk. But I’m just thinking about this poignant moment where she’s ready for the kill, and she’s staring into the eyes of the girl she believes is a monster—but all that she sees is her own contorted reflection, eyes ablaze, and she realizes—oh god, it was her. She’s the monster. She always has been. She’s always known, deep down.

Or someone else is hunting them both and shoots one of them before Nancy can pull the trigger 👀

But I like the first idea more

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Thinking about Wild West Ronance again

If I make this ANOTHER werewolf au, that is MY business—

Robin is a famed outlaw. She’s a horse rustler, bank robber, etc. She’s mostly only done nonviolent crimes—but she was framed and run out of town for a murder she didn’t commit (Barbara Holland, mayhaps?). She has a reputation of a serial heartbreaker, but let’s be real, she doesn’t really realize it.

Nancy Wheeler grew up a prim and proper country girl with every intention of being a school teacher—until her childhood best friend was murdered in cold blood. She vowed to hunt down the outlaw that did it and spent the last few years as a bounty hunter. She stays masked and no one knows it’s sweet Nancy Wheeler—instead they know the bounty hunter by a different name (yet to be decided).

Toying with the idea of the monster hunter/monster twist, but I’ve changed my mind from werewolf Robin—consider werewolf Nancy. Using her lycanthropy to track outlaws down 👀Robin being a monster hunter? Catching on immediately and suddenly they both want to kiss kill each other?

Nancy has sort of been hunting Robin specifically for years. She’s kept track—she has a whole journal—or every sighting and every crime. Only once she sees a poster in a saloon does she realize Robin is nearby—and Nancy has her change at revenge.

Only, Robin knows already the bounty hunter in town. And it doesn’t take long before she connects the dots about Nancy’s lycanthropy. Maybe they meet at the same saloon—Robin’s really bold about it. She knows she’s wanted, but no one is brave enough to make a move. Nancy sidles up to her, orders a drink, and says she knows who Robin is.

Robin, being a little shit, takes Nancy’s hand in her own—which are clad in silver rings—this cocky grin on her face as she kisses the back of Nancy’s hand and asks her to dance. Nancy is careful to hide the pain, but when Robin pulls away, she sees the burns and knows exactly what Nancy is.

Then they end up being forced to work together when a Bigger Badder problem arrives

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

What if Wild West Robin Buckley, notorious outlaw, rode broncos.

What if Wild West Nancy Wheeler, supposed prim a proper lady but secretly a bounty hunter, rode broncos.

Idk man, just having Wild West thoughts. Unhinged cowgirls taming wild horses >>>