#comphet robin buckley

[the-lark-ascending69]

This Robin with this Nancy

Comphet baby who tries so hard to be normal, femenine, and a good heterosexual girlfriend, unaware of the horrors in the woods and in her own heart x exhausted lesbian monster hunter who sees no point in denying herself after denial killed the girl with whom she had an homoerotic best friendship with.

They kind of fear each other and hate each other at the same time. This AU is very incomplete rn but I imagine Robin might have been cursed by Vecna - this eldritch spirit from a secret world in the woods - and Nancy and Jonathan are tracking down his victims to keep an eye on them, since Vecna tends to use them to create monsters, control monster or open gates to find more victims. Their job kinda consists on checking on her every two or so days to track the progress of the curse and figure out if there's a cure. If there's no cure, they'll need to kill her, since fully flayed or vecna'd victims are incredibly dangerous, and they need them out of the game before Vecna can kill them himself.

Nancy has kinda hated Robin ever since she began dating Steve, suspecting that Steve might have been cheating on her considering how quickly he moved on. Okay, that's not true. She hates Robin because she sees a little bit of her past self in her: the one who killed Barb. There's this teenage girl silliness and softness and stupidity that reminds Nancy of how different she's become from other girls in her class, and she resents... not them, but the distance, the difference, she can't afford to be frivolous and happy anymore when frivolousness and happiness killed the girl she loves, but Robin seems to fit in so seamlessly into this perfect picture of the teenage girl, when Nancy had to pay for even a shot at it with someone else's blood. Oh, if only she knew!

She grows more and more exasperated the more Robin refuses to tell her and Jonathan about what Vecna shows her. Vecna's curse can last months, even years, so for months Nancy knocks on Robin's window at 4 am to ask her how she's doing, and all Robin offers is a "fine". Jonathan tells her to be patient, but Robin is making their job really, really hard.

[steviewashere]

I love secretly closeted Steve Harrington. I love when he knows himself, knows the truth of his identity, knows that how he views men isn't a fluke. I love secretly closeted Steve Harrington who dates girls and has sex with girls to protect himself, to keep an image, to try and earn an ounce of recognition and respect from his dad.

I love secretly closeted Steve Harrington who recognizes Robin's bravery when she came out. But he keeps his secret to himself for a while longer. Who joins in on the joke of just how bad he is at pulling girls. Who upholds an image as just that, an image.

A secretly closeted Steve who gets frustrated at the projection painted onto him. Steve Harrington the ladies' man. Steve Harrington who gets the girl. Steve Harrington who can get into bed with any girl he wants. He's frustrated and he hates all the assumptions, but he can't shake them, can't explain why—not without revealing himself. But he knows who he is. Knows the type of person he wants.

I love when he's nervous, but still proud. Who, slowly and surely, cements his identity within himself—so it transcends knowledge, it's deeply intertwined within. He goes to Robin first, because he feels as though that's a good first baby step—because he knows for certain that Robin will accept him. And, with minor hesitance, goes to Nancy. And with a long conversation, some tissues, and gentle smiles passed back and forth, Nancy then understands, too.

The last person is Eddie. Which is harder. Which frustrates him further. Because Eddie won't stop asking him about women, won't stop categorizing him as straight, some god among men. He just wants to be Steve Harrington. Not Steve Harrington. Not ladies man, Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington who likes men. Only men. Who compensated for years just so he can uphold a safe life for himself, who was threatened constantly (though not directly at him) by what his dad would say about those queers, who covered for himself the only way he knew how.

And though it takes longer, some deep wounds and harsh words about how he isn't experimenting, that his sexuality can't just be decided for him, that he has a right to explore—even if the exploration never amounted to anything—Steve is able to get Eddie's trust. Eventually, again slowly, get Eddie's hand intertwined with his. And even later after that, a shy kiss; his first kiss with a man that aids in solidifying the last, hairline fracture in his whole.

Steve Harrington who is gay and learns over time to be proud of that. But also, closeted Steve Harrington who goes on the journey to get to the end result—I love him so so so much and he means so much to me. And now I need to write him and make this version a reality.

[queenie-ofthe-void]

The Stobin fandom has seen two-versions of Steve coming out as bisexual to Robin. One where she coaches him through it, teaches him everything he needs to know. Another where she's just as lost as he is, and they figure it out together.

What about the secret third, no good, horrible option?

What about the bi-erasure version? More common and more heartbreaking than people are willing to talk about, especially pre-90s. Where small-town Robin only knows she likes girls, and some boys like boys, but most people Choose.

And everyone knows Steve Harrington loves women just as much as Robin does.

Steve admits to Robin that spending time with Eddie gives him butterflies, that he misses him when they're not together. Robin says, No dingus, you just finally have a decent male friend who treats you like a person.

So Steve believes her, because she'd know if he was gay. Right?

Steve admits that he thinks Eddie is beautiful, loves his hair and his big doe eyes. Robin says, No dingus, you just miss Nancy.

So Steve believes her, because he did kind of miss Nancy, just a little.

Steve tells her that sometimes he thinks about kissing Eddie, that sometimes Eddie's in the kind of dreams where he wakes up craving. Robin says, No dingus, you're just touch-starved and need to get laid.

So Steve believes her.

Steve moves on from Eddie. From the guy he befriends at his office job. From his new girlfriend's brother. From the neighbor across the hall.

So Steve gets married, has kids. And he's fine. He still has the cravings, the thoughts, the nagging question at the back of his mind he's spent decades ignoring. He repeats Robin's words over and over in his head.

Maybe Steve figures it out later in life. Maybe Robin figures it out before he does, and decides not to say anything because it's too late anyway.

I hurt my own AND @carolperkinsexgirlfriend feelings with this idea, so of course I had to share!

[byler-alarmist]

The thing is. They didn't have to make Nancy's music box the colors of the lesbian flag. They didn't need to make the music box that Robin so excitedly uncovered have a triangle mirror with a pink interior. In fact, it doesn't even make sense for the mirror to be triangular, since that gives the user the least area of visibility. But no, they needed to have pink triangle imagery and that specific color palette. For Robin to discover and present to us.

[i-wheeley-like-you]

56 year old robin buckley listening to good luck, babe after nancy marries jonathan. thats it. thats the post.

[rogueddie]

The first time Steve ever comes out is to Robins parents- at first, he's just trying to confirm that they will be as accepting as Robin thinks they will be bc she's getting nervous about it.

But they're very sweet about it and encouraging and he actually starts talking about things enough that he starts having big revelations. And Robins parents help him through all of it and even help him figure out how to tell Robin about it (they already know she's a lesbian, they're just waiting for her to feel comfortable and confident enough to tell them herself).

[skeletal-butterflyy]

Can’t wait for my apocalyptic lesbians!

[fiorewashere]

Happy Lesbian day to all my follow lesbians!! (I hope you all have a lovely day! And get a kiss)

But also, to:

-Amanda Young

-Enid Sinclair

-Fluttershy

-Heather Chandler

-Marcille Donato

-Regina George

-Robin Buckley

[onlybellthattollsme]

ronance / tomb

Song is Tomb by Angelo De Augustine

some of my favorite ronance moments, but also an au in which maybe Robin had been crushing on Nancy since 1983, and maybe during the events of season 4 Nancy starts to reciprocate those feelings. Throw in a little comphet Nancy in there, and then have her fall into Vecna's hellscape. The parasites in me forced me to make this, and do I regret it? No. I may make this longer, but something short n' sweet is also fun

[clustermiix]

Possibly unpopular opinion: Nancy Wheeler is a lesbian and Steve Harrington is gay, and they both have just been operating under the social pressure and assumption that they must be straight.

Nancy's comphet will be defeated one day, because there was undertones to her relationship with Barb I swear to god, and as soon as men start getting a bit too serious with her she understandably nopes out and gets spooked. Her behaviour to Robin and her apparent unawareness that she was coming off hostile and then afterwards warms up to Robin, it all just rings my former comphet bell...

Steve will eventually stop and realise he talks about the idea of dating girls and the image of a future that he's "supposed" to make more than actually wanting to date any of them, and sounds like he's just experiencing regular friendship when he thinks it's romantic feelings for Nancy and then Robin. (I did used to be team bi Steve all the way, but the way he acts and talks about it all, it feels just too much like social conditioning than actually liking women; he doesn't seem like he likes them, he just thinks he should.)

Also Jonathan Byers is absolutely bisexual, I said so. Him and Argyle? Okay.

The real queer quartet: Nancy, Jonathan, Steve and Robin.

[fifthnailinstevesbat]

oh hmmmmmm the other woman kinda au but it’s nancy being so disgustingly jealous of chrissy when she and robin start dating, but nancy had never told her feelings to robin, so she had no right, right? but she had only just come to the realisation that how she felt about robin was what it was, that it wasn’t resentment or hatred or really strong friendship… that she liked her, the same way she liked jonathan, and steve, all that time ago. she could maybe even love her, and wasn’t that just absolutely terrifying. it took nancy so long to realise that she could even be like this, that she could even feel that way towards robin, who was a girl, but when she finally did figure it out, it took her even longer internally to actually be ok with it. or at least, not as completely terrified by the concept. she accepted that the way she felt about robin was stronger than any feeling of disgust or fear she had about having the feelings at all. but she didn’t get the chance to tell her, because while nancy had been internally going through this journey of self discovery, robin and chrissy cunningham had gotten quite a lot closer than ever before. chrissy started getting invited to their hangouts, sleepovers, shopping trips and walks through town. and it was fun, chrissy was sweet and really a very kind person, she brought a great energy to their larger group over all, but then her and robin started doing more alone. and with steve, and eddie, and nancy could do nothing but sit by and watch as robin fell harder and harder for the strawberry blond cheerleader. nancy wasn’t even entirely sure whether robin was the same way as her before all this, but there was no doubt now since the two have made it official. robin is with chrissy. robin likes chrissy, she could maybe even love her, and nancy was devastated. she has to watch now as robin gives so so much love to another girl, wishing it could be her on the receiving end of robins affection, but no matter how hard she tries she can’t just hate chrissy about it. chrissy is so so… beautiful. inside and out. and robin is happy, chrissy makes her happy, chrissy is so perfect for her. nancy wishes she could’ve known sooner, that she didn’t wait so long, that she didn’t spend so much time in her head hating herself for feeling something she never thought was in the cards for her life. she wasn’t prepared for this, prepared to deal with this, to have her whole established perception of herself and who she was as a person be completely cracked open and shattered to the ground in tiny rigged pieces she didn’t even know we’re inside of her. nancy is overwhelmed with hurt, and longing, and jealousy, and confusion, as well as contentment for having actually come to terms with what she feels, slight acceptance, but mostly overall she is utterly heartbroken every second she must spend time with robin and seeing her arm slung around chrissy’s shoulders, or just hearing her talk so fondly of the girl. but how could nancy blame her? chrissy was picture perfect. nancy was always titled the “good girl”, even she got labeled as “miss perfect” in the early days of high school, because she was always trying so, so hard not to fall. not to crack. but she is not the same girl. she has seen too much now, she has had to change out of survival, adapting to the conditions she found herself subjected to. nancy isn’t that girl anymore, and she never can be again, and maybe deep down she never really was at all. but chrissy, chrissy is sweet, untarnished, content with herself in a way nancy fears she could never be, and chrissy isn’t always striving for something more, and always fighting and working herself to death to be more. to do more, to prove herself. chrissy doesn’t have the internal demons that nancy has, festering and growing and spreading and multiplying and consuming her for the last 4 years.

so nancy will watch. it’s ok, it’s fine. she has no choice. she wishes it could be her, but she will never be like chrissy and chrissy couldn’t be like nancy even if she tried. chrissy is perfect, she is beautiful, she makes so much sense. of course robin likes her, who doesn’t? how could anyone not? nancy gets it, which is the hard thing. because she can’t even get the satisfaction of hating chrissy, or seeing all the ways that she herself could be better if it were her instead. see all the ways nancy would do things differently for robin, to make it all that much better. because chrissy does it all right, she is perfect, nancy couldn’t compete. they aren’t on the same level. but nancy likes robin, a lot. she may even love her. and robin likes chrissy, a lot, and robin told nancy that she thinks she might love her, and it’s fine. nancy cant do anything about it but watch.

[the-lark-ascending69]

Ik haters use it as an argument to talk shit abt ronance but the idea of Robin being obsessive, jealous and resentful of Nancy after losing her best friend to her (Barb) is such an exquisite concept. I love the drama and spice it adds to the relationship, and it's a much better way to make Robin bitter towards Nancy from the beginning without centering her entire life around a cishet boy.

I'm gonna add it to my vecna'd Robin AU. She always had conflicting feelings about Nancy - she was obsessed. She resented her, loathed her for taking Barb from her, but she also couldn't tear her eyes away from her. It was like... she was simply perfect, and that's what drew Barb towards her and away from Robin. Who wouldn't gravitate towards Nancy Wheeler like moth to a flame? She was irresistible (something in Robin's stomach always tingled when she saw her, her chest fluttered, and the anger came immediately after. She hated her even more for it).

And then she starts having nightmares and visions and Nancy and Jonathan show up to help and keep track of her "curse", as they call it. They intercept her at school every day and phone her house every night and every morning to see how she's doing, if she's having headaches or nosebleeds, or if she's seen anything strange. Robin has no problem with Jonathan, she really doesn't - he seems like a cool guy with somewhat similar tastes to her. Kinda. It's Nancy who's driving her up the wall. Her stern but concerned voice, her confident walk, her tight expression, messy hair, heavy boots, stolen guns and impossibly sad eyes. She was beautiful. Utterly and completely beautiful. And she took Barb from Robin with her inescapable beauty. Robin was sure she could never forgive her for that. Nancy would understand - she will never forgive herself, either.

[cirque-dhomosexual]

Editing gods!!! Fanfic fae!!!! Hear my plea!!!!!! Ronance to Good luck, babe by chappell roan please

[morganski-19]

Little Miss Perfect

Straight A's, straight forward, straight path. Nancy Wheeler didn't cut corners. She was top of her class and worked hard for it. Was everything her parents ever wanted from her and more. On time for everything, the perfect student. Social to a point but not overwhelming, and never irresponsible.

She was perfect. The perfect daughter. The perfect student. The perfect example. It was what she was, and she would never mess it up.

So she dated a boy who liked her and was popular. Had a bit of a reputation, but that didn't matter. Her parents liked him, and he loved her. That's all that mattered. Until someone asked if she loved him, and her mind drew a blank. That relationship was over.

But that's ok, there was another boy that liked her. And she liked him, they had a connection. Fought monsters together and bonded more than she had with anyone in a while. So they dated, and he loved her, and she loved him. But as the distance grew between them, both physically and metaphorically, she learned that love was just platonic.

Everything felt wrong. How could she have been in two relationships where she didn't feel the same as they did. It was just not right, she told herself. She rushed into a relationship where the feelings were never there. Someday she'll fall in love with a man, have the relationship that's expected of her. Her perfection wouldn't be scratched.

Hopefully.

One day, Robin came over for a sleepover. They've grown close since spring break, and it's nice. Nancy hasn't felt like this in years, this seen. Robin just gets her in a way that no one has. It's refreshing.

So she lets loose, comfortable in this space. They drink and Nancy's mind gets hazy. Her eyes keep wandering to Robin's lips, watching them as they part with laughter and bright smiles. Mind wandering to how they would feel, what it would be like if Nancy just leaned it. Shaking her head each time to get those thoughts out of her head.

Because if those thoughts were true, Nancy was anything but perfect. Nothing like the throne she built for herself to sit on.

The night continues, and the thoughts don't stop. They keep coming back, looping in her mind over and over again. Until Robin says something that makes Nancy burst out in laughter, causing her to lean into Robin's space.

They lock eyes, faces inches apart. The tension so strong, even the sharpest knife couldn't cut through it. Losing control, Nancy leans forward and presses her hips to Robin's. Quickly retreating as she realizes her mistake, but not stopping Robin when she dips back in and kisses her again.

Suddenly, all the pieces slot into place as Nancy returns the kiss. Pulling Robin closer as her heart starts beating faster than it ever has. Her body lights up in flames with every touch, igniting her heart in a way that never has before. Everything feels more right than it ever has, and her world breaks in two.

Nancy isn't perfect, not in the way she thought she was. She'll never be able to like a boy the way that she likes Robin. The way she likes a girl. Remembering the flutters her heart would make every time a pretty girl would pass by her locker, and how it would be shoved so far deep to never be thought of again.

Because Nancy couldn't be perfect and like girls. But as Robin keeps kissing her, making her mind feel hazy in the best way possible, perfection rewrites its definition in her mind. Now it includes who Nancy really was in its definition, not what people expected her to be.

Nancy Wheeler wasn't Little Miss Perfect in her society's eyes, but she was in hers.

[lobotomybraindead]

:3 my friend just posted the first chapter of their fic!!!!! It’s got pining and really, truly embarrassing comphet!! Had a blast editing this sweet, sad lil guy

@dadpunsandmisery.bsky.social (on Bluesky)

[snowangeldotmp3]

I want to hear more about "i wanted her to look at me."

okay SO 'i wanted her to look at me' is technically a prequel to everything that happens in the rebel robin: surviving the upside down au.

it originally was not going to exist, and i had no plans for a prequel of sorts, but i sat down to kind of outline/plan the 'season 3' part of the au and then went, "wait.....what if robin said 'nancy wheeler' instead of 'tammy thompson' in the bathroom with steve...?" because ALLEGEDLY (bc idk how true it is) robin was supposed to say nancy's name in that scene but they changed it last minute. AND nancy wheeler is based on nancy thompson from A Nightmare on Elm Street.

but, because we also have a book and a podcast about robin and about her discovering she's a lesbian and becoming the robin we know today, i'm using those as reference points too. (and also rebel robin is canon to ME.)

so robin discovers she likes girls and not only does she like girls, but specifically nancy wheeler, who is currently being wooed by steve harrington. it's about a week, maybe a week and a half before november 6th, 1983, the day that (at least, in this au) robin and will disappear.

here's a tiny piece of it:

...but today is worse, because it’s Monday, and it’s raining, and it’s Halloween, and Nancy Wheeler is wearing Steve’s letterman jacket.

originally i was going to add in a little barb and robin scene, since they were friends before nancy and barb were, but i'm still on the fence about it, so right now it sits in the deleted scenes folder for this wip lol. but !! thank you for this ask!!

wip wednesday <3