#natalia dyer x reader

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Natalia Dyer X Male reader

pls!!

Y/N: so what’s next?

Natalia: what?

Y/N: final season’s wrapped. So what now? Whatever you wanna do next, I’m here for you

Natalia hugs Y/N…

Natalia: I don’t know. But as long as I’m with you, I’m not afraid.

[barrysbat]

Lock It Next Time

Nancy Wheeler x Fem!Reader

Summary: The Party has horrible timing..

Warnings: smut, getting caught, praise, sub!Nancy and soft!dom!reader, mommy kink, kind of set in s2 even though there's no evidence that it is, fluff at the end. 

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Nancy Wheeler had some sort of power over you. No matter want she did, you were mesmerized. Last year, she had finally noticed you. You somehow ended up getting involved with the Party. When you became there babysitter, you didn’t know that meant fighting monsters from the ‘Upside Down,’ as they call it. 

You ended up getting pretty close with the others in the group, along with Steve Harrington, Johnathan Byers, and finally Nancy Wheeler. You’ve never been so grateful to be apart of a crimefighting group that fights demogorgans in your life. 

Ever since then, Nancy has been a significant part of your life. 

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“Psst, Nancy!” And that is how you got here, knocking on your girlfriends window. 

She twirled around, eyes wide and looking at you like you were crazy. “What are you doing here?!” She whisper-shouted as she looked around her room as if someone else, besides her, was there. She ran to the window and helped you climb in. 

“Wanted to see my beautiful girlfriend.” You smiled, seeing her frown falter. “Besides, I missed you.” You wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her closer to you. The smile she wore brought warmth to your heart.

“Mm, that's completely fine with me.” She mumbled, staring at your lips. You both leaned in, the distance that was between you disappearing. Her lips were as soft as ever and they tasted like the cherry lipgloss she's wearing. Eagerly, she licked your bottom lip, asking for access. You immediately gave her it, parting your lips and letting her tongue move smoothly against yours. 

One of your hands moved from your grip on her waist and grazed the back of her neck, pushing her even closer than she already was. She pulled away with a large breath, resting her forehead against yours, both of you laughing breathlessly when you realize your breathing synced up. 

“Angel, my parents are home.” Nancy whispered, looking you in the eyes. Her blue eyes were enthralling. They seemed to sparkle every time she saw you and it made you love her even more if that was even possible. They were captivating to anyone who looks at her, but you've made it clear to her how much you truly love her eyes, as well as her other features. 

“Well, then, you’re just gonna have to be quiet, baby.” You teased as you backed her up near the end of her bed. She whimpered, her arms tightening around your shoulders when you both fell backward. “Can you do that for me, love?” You taunted, kissing down her neck. She sighed, feeling your soft lips against her skin. She hummed in response. 

“I need words, sweetheart.” You smirked against her neck, moving up so you could see her already dazed face. She closed her mouth, looking up at you with those beautiful eyes. 

“Yes, mommy.” She moaned, feeling your lips smash against hers. You've both established this name when she jokingly said it to you when Dustin called you the ‘mom’ of the group. It ended up sticking in a.. different way.

“Such a good girl.” You praised as you slowly made your way down her body. Clothes had been discarded as soon as you both hit the bed. You sucked at her collarbones, making you way to her breasts. You took one her nipples in your mouth as you kneaded the other. She moaned, throwing her head back at the feeling. 

You let go of her skin and kissed down her stomach, feeling the lace of her underwear. It was a pretty purple color, making her blush as you stared at it. “You’re gorgeous, Nance.” Her blush got even deeper.

You tugged down her panties, throwing them somewhere along the lines of the other clothes now scattered across her once neat room. Your eyes drank in the sight of your girlfriend naked on her bed. God, she is perfect.

“Mommy, please.” Her whine cut you out of your daze. Almost immediately, you ducked down and became face-to-face with her cunt. It was glistening for you, making your mouth water at the sight. You licked a stripe up, gathering her wetness on your tongue. You hummed at the taste, your mouth vibrating against her making her moan loudly. 

“You said you could be quiet, didn’t you, doll?” You taunted, raising an eyebrow at her. She nodded, her breathing already uneven. 

Your fingers moved through her folds, making your way to her clit. You rubbed your fingers in circles, your tongue making its way down to her hole. You teased her as your fingers stayed focused. 

“Mommy, please. I can’t..” She started to whine. Her head was lolling back and forth, desperately trying to get you to give her some attention. You caved, licking at her, making her whine. Once you thrusted your tongue inside her, she moaned loud and reached down to tug at your hair. “Oh, mommy!” She whined, making eye contact with you. You felt her clench, making your panties even more wet. 

“Such a good girl for me, huh?” You reach back down, repeating your earlier actions. She hummed, nodding her head frantically. You rubbed at her clit more, finding the spot that hit her perfectly. She yelped, the hand in your hair tightening its grip. 

“I’m gonna--” She chanted again and again, her jaw clenching so much that you were scared she was gonna damage her teeth. 

Before she knew it, she saw white stars, her mouth gapping open. She chanted your name, grinding her hips up towards your face. Once she came down from her high, she was breathing heavily, wide eyes staring back at you. “Holy shit,” She said with a breathy laugh. “That was the best orgasm I've ever had.” Her arms wrapped around your shoulders as you laid back on top of her. 

You smiled at her, leaning down and connecting your lips. She moaned against yours, tasting herself against your tongue. You already saw the hickies forming on her skin, feeling smug that people are going to see it and know that she was taken by someone. 

She helped you strip of your shirt and pants, left only in your undergarments. You ground your hips against hers, the fabric of your underwear tickling her skin. 

Nancy moved her head down, kissing at your skin. One of her hands moved, groping at your ass. She moved back up, your lips meshing together. As soon as her hands went around to unclasp her bra, there was a creak. 

“Hey, we need a-- WOAH!” 

You covered Nancy, pulling a blanket over the two of you. “What the fuck, Mike?” She yelled, covering her face with her hands and pushing her head into your neck. 

“We needed a ride.” He replied, his back facing you two. Once you looked up, you realized the whole group was there. You felt your cheeks get hot, noticing how half of them had their hands over their eyes and the other half with gaping mouths. 

“Okay, okay, just get out!” You shouted, your hand holding the back of Nancy’s head that was still in your neck. They immediately closed the door, running down the steps. 

“Oh my god,” You heard her mutter into your skin. You could basically feel the warmth of her cheeks radiating from her embarrassment. You let out a breathy laugh, stroking her hair. “That’s so embarrassing!” She playfully hit your shoulder when she heard your laugh.

“Maybe you should’ve locked the door.” You teased, watching her expression change into mock surprise. Next thing you know, you're being hit with a pillow. “Oh, it’s on, Wheeler.” You smirk, grabbing one of her pillows and smacking her with it. She giggled and you both went back and forth for a minute or two until you ended up back on top of her. You took a deep breath, “We need to get changed and drop the kids off now or else we’re never getting out of this bed.” 

[infernalodie]

𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 || 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐲𝐞𝐫

“𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥“

Inspo: Frank Ocean - Pink Matter

Pairing: Natalia Dyer x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: Natalia being a brat wasn’t anything new, but you couldn’t wait to get to the hotel room.

Warnings: Smut! Oral (Natalia receiving), fingering, pet names, and brat taming.

Words 1087

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

“People are watching.”

A dark laugh fell from your lips as your fingers continued to rub rough figures into Natalia’s clit. Hand having breached the hem of her sweatpants moments ago. Your other hand ran up her bare stomach and needily grabbed at her breasts. The elevator had grown warm from the heat that was spreading through your guys’ bodies. And the mirror in front of Natalia, hands placed on either side of said mirror, your guys’ flushed features showed.

“You mean the guy on the camera?” You inquired softly, fingers sliding through her folds and dangerously pressing against her entrance. About to push, but pulling away, hearing Natalia whine in protest. “I had some people deal with that, sweetheart. And with the elevator stopped, we have as much time as I want.”

With that, you grabbed the hem of Natalia’s pants and yanked them down with her panties. Kneeling down in your dress pants, and lifting up the back of her shirt. “Bend over, baby.”

She did as told, bending over and growing closer to her reflection. You smiled at the sleekness of her folds, glistening under the luminescent lights above. Dragging your tongue through her folds and poking at her entrance, Natalia let out a moan. Her legs buckled as her head fell forward, eyes finding yours.

You grinned mischievously at her before you disappeared into her heat. And when she felt your tongue push into her with your fingers lightly squeezing her clit, her mind went numb. A moan escaped her, bouncing off the walls of the elevator.

Before either of you had even stepped in here, Natalia had been playing a dangerous game on your date. Her foot touching you under the table, the eye contact, her somehow managing to slide sex into the conversation. It was all getting under your skin. But it was on the ride back to the hotel that she had slipped her hand into her pants and started touching herself. Not only throwing herself to the wolves, but putting herself in danger because you could barely pay attention to the road with how your girlfriend had been acting.

And now, this was what she was getting for acting like a brat. Something that wasn’t even new to you, but always pissed you off enough to put her through the wringer. But something in you said this was because both your guys’ work wasn’t close to one another. You worked on the new Top Gun movie whilst she’s been focused on Season 4 of Stranger Things. Making the time you two spend together very little to none. So, maybe this was her way of repaying you or herself for time lost.

Fucking in and out of her with your tongue, Natalia’s legs shook evidently. Her hands had curled into fists against the wall. “Y/n, d-don’t stop. Please, don’t stop,” she begged pathetically.

Her hooded eyes refocused on the hand that ventured between your own legs. Seeing those familiar rings as you slowly rubbed at your own sex over the dress pants you wore. Natalia was itching to get a taste, wanting to know how much her behaviour had affected you.

When she needily pushed her hips back, wanting more, you pulled away. Silencing the whine that fell from her lips with your fingers diving into her mouth. She obediently sucked and licked at your fingers, making you smile. “Such a dirty girl for me, huh?” Natalia nodded, moaning as her eyes flickered shut.

Forcing her to stand up and flush to your chest, you allowed your hand to slide down her stomach and to her heat. Not giving her a chance to relax as you pushed three of your digits into her. Her eyes shot wide, groan muffled by your fingers as your pace was resilient. Wanting to create a war path in your goal to make her cum.

“Y-Y/n!” She cried, dribbles of spit dripping from her smooth lips. You only smirked in amusement, grinding your palm roughly against her clit. Enjoy every little moment of your minx falling apart in front of you. So innocent on camera, but such a dirty slut when no one else was around you two.

Pressing a kiss to her shoulder, you licked her pale skin. Removing your fingers from her mouth, that was the floodgate allowing all her moans and cries to fill the metal box. “If you don’t cum before we get to our floor, I’ll let you ride the strap, princess.” You grinned at her shocked features, disabling the emergency stop button, and starting the countdown.

You worked like a feign as Natalia did everything in her power to hold off on cumming. Hands desperately grabbing the rails along the walls and biting harshly down on her bottom lip. Trying to block out the pleasurable feeling of your three fingers thrusting into her with your calloused palm brushing over her clit nicely. Your fingers curled, pressing against her sweet spot constantly.

Natalia was beginning to feel the strain in her stomach, the euphoria beginning to build as tears slid down her cheeks. “You gonna cum, baby?” You whispered in her ear, the slapping of your hand against her clit being heard. She shook her head, whimpering with her eyes rolling back. “Five more floors, kitty.”

That nickname sent a flurry of arousal to Natalia that put her mind in a numbing haze. She didn’t know what was happening, but she felt euphoria shoot through her like a current. Colours filled her vision as she felt shivers run up and down her body.

For you, you saw your girlfriend’s eyes roll back as her legs completely gave out as she screamed out. Thankfully, one of your arms was wrapped around her stomach, able to carefully lower her to the ground and sit between your legs. Hers shook and trembled as carefully rubbed her clit, lowering her from her high.

When she came to, her hooded eyes saw her reflection with her legs spread, displaying the mess at her apex. And her eyes flickered up to you, finding you sucking on your soaked digits, staring directly at her the entire time.

“You came before we made it, Natalia,” you said. Natalia looked up to the floor number and sure enough, you two were at the highest level. She looked back at you fearfully as you grinned mischievously, cupping her jaw and kissing her pulse point. “I hope you have nothing planned tomorrow, because I’m filling every hole of yours.”

[nancyandco]

girls ( nancy wheeler x reader )

summary: nancy questions her sexuality after meeting the new girl set: before season one soundtrack; - girls by girl in red - head over heels by tears for fears - come on eileen by dexys midnight runners warnings: barb is lowkey homophobic and some self-doubt but that's about it i believe word count: 2k a/n; nancy and y/n lowkey give nick and charlie energy from ‘heartstopper' and no that was not my intention but i like it, also i couldn't help but reference 'heathers' in this <3

. . .

nancy wheeler was seen as a perfect girl. perfect family. perfect grades. perfect looks. everyone either wanted to be her or be with her. people desired her. especially steve harrington, the most popular guy in the entirety of hawkins, so she should be happy right? then why did everything feel so wrong?

it was another boring monday morning, with another pop quiz just minutes away. nancy was shuffling through a thick pile of revision cards as she quickly walked down the almost empty corridors. almost empty. nancy's body slammed right into something- or someone. the notes she made the night before fluttered dramatically around the wheeler girl as she fell flat on her back, a yelp of surprise falling from her lips.

"oh god, are you alright?" the person she bumped into crouched down and began to gather her revision cards hastily. "i'm so sorry."

nancy took a moment to process what just happened. someone she's never met before is apologising whilst picking up her cards for her, and she's just laying there like an idiot.

"oh no, god- no. it's my fault..." nancy began to help before she makes eye contact with the stranger. a soft smile is on her pink lips, yet a look of urgency and worry in their piercing eyes. she's captivating. "i'm nancy wheeler."

"pleasure to meet you, nancy wheeler." the two begin to rise off of the ground as the h/c haired girl hands nancy the rest of the cards as she gratefully takes them, glancing down at the question written on the paper as her eyes widen.

"oh my god- i'm late! i need to go, i'm so sorry. i have a test. i'm late." nancy grabs her bag from the floor and swings it over her shoulder. "thank you, i'm sorry, thank you. bye!" she begins to quickly walk down the hallway without a second thought.

nancy didn't even get her name.

. . .

she definitely failed. nancy, the girl who everyone believed was a genius, felt like she did terribly in the test. she was always so good at paying attention and keeping a focused mind, yet she couldn't stop thinking about the mysterious girl she bumped into only a few moments before.

"nance!"

a voice snaps nancy out of her trance. she now realises she's been standing in the middle of the canteen, holding her lunch tray- most certainly getting in the way of numerous people.

"oh- barb, hey." nancy finally replies.

"you okay?" her best friend nudges her shoulder with her own. "kinda zoned out there."

"yeah, yeah- i'm fine. usual table?" barb starts walking as an answer as nancy trails behind. the usual table was not empty as it usually was. someone was sitting there with their lunch tray placed in front of them, discarded and a book in their hand, the cover reading 'annie on my mind' by nancy garden. the person feels the presence of barb and nancy, and lowers the book, revealing their face.

"nancy wheeler. greetings and salutations."

it was the girl. the girl from earlier.

"oh wow." nancy's face breaks into a smile. "it's you."

"it's me, don't seem too happy to see me again, wheeler." she smiles back. "am i sitting at your table?"

"yes, you are." barb quickly responds, a hint of jealously coming out, making the girl in front of her close her book.

"apologises, i'll be on my wa-" she begins.

"stay!" nancy says awfully quickly, making the two girls turn and look at her. she realised the desperation in her tone. "if you want of course."

the e/c eyed girl slowly lowered herself back onto the seat as nancy does the same. barb on the other hand is reluctant. "i'll be back." barb whispers and turns away and leaves the canteen.

"did i do something wrong?" the girl, who's name nancy still didn't know, asked.

"oh- barb? no, she's just- um, barb. she gets weird around new people. it's not your fault. she does this all the time, like when i introduced her to steve." she was rambling and she knew she was rambling, yet her mouth wouldn't stop even though her brain was screaming at her to.

"steve?"

the girl's eyebrow was raised, a quizzical look on her face. "is that your boyfriend?"

"no!" nancy once again answered quickly. too quickly. "no- he's just my friend.” a beat of silence went by as nancy spoke again. "you never told me your name."

"you never asked." a trace of a smirk was on her face.

"well, i guess this is my way of asking you what your name is now."

"y/n l/n, just moved to hawkins." she stretched her hand out for nancy to shake as she accepted. y/n's hands were cold, a nice contrast to how hot nancy felt right now.

the simple touch made nancy feel like she was about to explode. why was she feeling this way? what on earth is going on?

eventually y/n let go of nancy's hand- much to her dismay.

"that's a nice name. it's pretty." the words flew out of nancy's mouth without realising.

y/n looked momentarily taken aback before returning the compliment. "not as pretty as yours." she was being sincere.

is this... flirting? it was simple yet it sent a small wave of butterflies in her stomach. nancy had been flirted with by many guys at school, but their idea of flirting always made her feel disgusted and appalled, even steve's flirting felt off... yet nancy's exchange with y/n felt right. so right.

. . .

the phone ringing in nancy's room nearly gave the poor girl a heart attack, she was once again lost in thought about y/n.

"hello?" nancy finally answered.

"hey, nance. it's barb." the voice responded.

nancy suddenly sat upright. "barb? are you okay? what happened at lunch?" what nancy told y/n earlier wasn't a complete lie, yes she did get all weird when she met steve and tommy h and carol, but she never walked off. not like she did today.

barb sucked in a shaky breath after a brief pause. "yeah, just fine."

"you sure?" nancy didn't believe her for one second.

barb hummed in response and silence ingulfed them once again. "the girl from earlier? what's her name?"

"y/n l/n. she's new. she's really nice, she would've loved her. maybe you can meet her properly tomorrow." nancy found herself smiling as she looked down at the small piece of paper that y/n had quickly scribbled down her number on before leaving for her next period.

barb was once again silent.

"barb?"

"did you see what book she was reading?"

"book?" nancy was too busy looking at y/n to even take notice of what book she was reading in the first place.

"the book she was reading in the canteen. 'annie on my mind'. do you know what it's about?" barb said, with a mild tone of disgust.

"no? i don't think i've heard of it." nancy responded, confused out of her mind. why did barb have an issue with a book?

"lets just say, people like us wouldn't read it." barb quietly responds.

"wait- what? what's it about?" nancy sat up even straighter.

"well- it's about two girls. annie and liza- and lets just say they're not exactly friends." she responds, scoffing.

"not exactly friends?" nancy questions. "do they hate each other or something?"

barb once again scoffs, "quite the opposite."

nancy was silent as she begin to wonder what barb possibly meant before it clicked. "lovers?"

"bingo. only queer people read that kinda stuff." barb says. "surprised no one's realised yet- like look at her, she's obviously gay-”

nancy hangs up.

. . .

weeks go by and nancy is still avoiding barb, hell- she's even been avoiding steve. the only person she talks to is y/n. only y/n.

after what barb said about y/n, nancy couldn't stop thinking about it, even thought it had nearly been a month. maybe y/n liked girls, it seemed like she did. she never talked about boys, but then again she never talked about girls. she only talked about nancy. only nancy.

in the short span of a month, the two girls had become as close as close can be. a few deep, dark secrets hidden, but that was all.

nancy laid back on y/n's bed in one of her oversized shirts that she had basically claimed now, humming along to the dexys midnight runners song playing on y/n's record player as the girl besides her reread the same book she always did.

'annie on my mind'.

by this point, nancy had read the book without anyone noticing. luckily, y/n had a spare copy that nancy borrowed for a night and then quickly put back the next day. nancy finished it in record time as she hid under her bed sheets. she couldn't stop reading. she was enthralled by it, yet deep down she was ashamed about reading it. something she admired about y/n was that she didn't care what others thought of her, nancy on the other hand- well, that was all she cared about.

after finishing the book, nancy felt a change.

"hey, y/n/n." nancy broke the silence as y/n hummed in response, still captivated by the book. nancy now understood why.

"why do you like that book so much?" nancy had a hunch, but she wanted an answer.

y/n bit her lip and closed the book after slipping her bookmark in. she rolled over so she was face-to-face with nancy. "well- it's just the representation i guess. every story is boy meets girl, boy becomes friends with girl, boy falls in love with girl. happy ever after. blah blah blah. but this? it's different, it's two girls instead, but then again you already knew that, didn't you, nance?"

she knew she took the book.

"well- um, i-" nancy stuttered out.

"i don't mind, really. keep my other copy." y/n nudged nancy and looked towards the spare copy on the shelf which nancy now realised she put it in upside down. "but- since you did read it, what did you think?"

nancy smiled and momentarily closed her eyes. "it was amazing, and unique, and just- wow."

"it's just relatable i guess, you know? two girls become friends and then their friendship blossoms into love and despite what everyone else says, they promise to stick together and stay true to their feelings." y/n's eyes didn't leave nancy's.

"relatable?" nancy whispers, even though they were the only two in the room. the only two in nancy's world.

"yeah." she whispered back as nancy swore she saw her eyes flicker down to her lips.

nancy could feel her heart pounding against her chest as y/n slowly began to lean in as nancy did the same.

it was sweet. she tasted sweet. y/n's left hand moved to cup nancy's face and nancy moved her hands to her waist. eventually, she pulled away and when nancy opened her eyes- y/n was already looking at her. "wow."

"wow indeed."

"so you... you know-" nancy began.

"like girls? yeah." y/n nodded.

nancy licked her lips as she traced y/n's face with her pointer finger. "i don't know what i am."

"and you don't have to know. you never have to figure it out, and no one can tell you what you are besides yourself." y/n smiled as nancy's heart sped up once again. "take your time. we can continue whatever this is- or we can stop, it's all under your control, nancy wheeler."

"i don't want to stop."

"then kiss me again."

so nancy did.

[stuismybf]

I need you here to stay - n.w

⚠️SEASON 4 SPOILERS! ⚠️

summary: Nancy wasn’t expecting you to show up during spring break because you told her you couldn’t make it, but then after Fred dies you show up.

prompt: ❝ aw, did you miss me? ❞

a/n: i can’t write anything without a prompt???

“She’s really missed you” Steve said.

“Yeah?”

“Oh for sure, she was really upset when you said you weren’t coming”

“She’s okay right?” you asked

“Yeah she’s fine” he said as he pulled into the crime scene.

You saw Nancy standing in the driveway at the trailer park, talking to a detective. You opened your door and stepped out and watched her talk to him for a second before her gaze moved away from the man and then she saw the car.

“Mrs wheeler?” the detective said.

Her eyes were fixated on you and you could tell she was close to breaking down, you smiled trying to comfort her from the car and she waved at you.

When the questioning wrapped up Nancy bee-lined for you and threw herself into your arms.

“I’m so glad you’re here” she sobbed, tightened her grip.

“aw, did you miss me?” you said wiping the tears off of her cheeks.

she chuckled and leaned into your palm.

“what changed?” she asked.

“i convinced my boss to give me the week off” you said and she grinned.

“i love you so much” she put her hands on your cheeks and pulled you into a kiss.

Nancy kept kissing you for so long that you forgot that the group was standing at the car waiting on you until Dustin cleared his throat.

The two of you pulled away to look at them,

“look i don’t mean to break up this reunion but we need to go” Steve said and a blush crept on Nancy’s cheek.

She grabbed your hand and lead you to the car, “When all of this is over” she said opening the car door.

“we’re gonna make up for lost time” she said with a grin

[oncasette]

KELLERMAN’S—send me a trope and a character and i’ll write you a blurb.

summer love with nancy wheeler! ♡

you always knew summer was your favorite season. it was a combination of things. the hot weather, the beach trips, those three months off of school. all of it. even the air smelled different during a hawkins summer. saltier, almost, like you could taste the ocean despite being so far inland.

you always knew summer was your favorite season, but this year you’d found an entirely new reason to fall in love with it. or, her, to phrase it better.

nancy wheeler held all your favorite things about summer in the palm of her hand.

the road-trips down to the coast in her little sedan, and the mixtape you had to loop more than a couple times because someone hadn’t thought to bring another one. week nights spent up in her bedroom with the windows open, nights that you didn’t have to worry about an upcoming assignment, just how pretty she looked in the low lights.

“what’re you thinking about?” she asks every couple hours, once the conversation had died out into a comfortable silence.

and you’d usually answer with something vague, something stupid like, “work” or “cosmo.”

but today, you said, “you.”

join my celly!

[kolakoke]

kolakoke's masterlist: Stranger things/Stranger things cast

I write short imagines but hopefully soon I’ll make longer ones🙏🏾

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[oceanofflavor]

Hear me out on this one, Eddie Munson is about to have his moment. Look at the way everyone is looking at him, intently listening to what he has to say, I don't know what's going on here, but I do know that this is most likely going to be a confidence-boosting moment for Eddie where he gets to shine.

[implicitlysad]

THISS -for lack of better terminology- QUARTET!!!!

[bi-disaster-yn]

No but like… dating Nancy

Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x fem!Reader

Summary: What it’s like to date Nancy Wheeler.

Format: Headcanons (sfw & nsfw)

A/N: I’m so obsessed with Nancy you guys have no idea! Also this is my first headcanons post so be gentle lol.

Look at this soft lil baby I wish she’d look at me like that!!

SFW

Okay so dating Nancy in 1980s Indiana basically means you have to be super secretive about it.

Nancy’s love language on receiving end is definitely words of affirmation but to others I reckon it’s physical touch.

When walking in public together she’ll lightly brush her hand off yours, or put her hand on your shoulder when referring to you or pretending there’s something on your clothes so she can pat it away.

You know what she’s doing, but you enjoy it so you let her.

Then when you’re in private, you know what you’ve to do.

You need to have your arm round her so she’s cuddled up to you and resting her head in crook of your neck.

At the very least, your hand needs to be up her shirt, on her back and rubbing soothing circles.

She’s a morning person so at the crack of dawn she’s all spritely and pulling you out of bed, ready to carpe this diem!

By night time she gets tired quickly and falls asleep on you, curling up in your arms.

She needs forehead kisses when she falls asleep on you or else she gets whiny in her sleep !! It’s the rules.

She gets super excited about things and when she puts her mind to something, she works at it until she cracks it.

Before people have told her that she’s too excitable or too bossy so sometimes she feels the need to reign it in.

But you look at her with all adoration and respect while she goes on about her latest theory that she doesn’t even realise how long she’s been talking for.

She’ll catch your eye and raise her eyebrow: “are you even listening to me?”

You nod and repeat her last point to her, because you are listening to her and you think she’s incredible.

It makes her blush so hard and try to hide her cheeks as she continues with her next point.

It makes her feel validated and important that you listen to her, not matter how long she goes on for.

Also, listening to her rant about the sexism at The Hawkins Post!

Everyday she’d come home and lie on your chest, crying about what they’d said to her that day.

You rub her back and kiss the crown of her head repeatedly, whispering to her how amazing she is and that those assholes don’t realise how lucky they are to have her.

Calling her by her full name flirtatiously; “I love you, Nancy Wheeler.”

You usually stay at her house because let’s face it, doesn’t everyone just hang out at the Wheelers?

Her dad is completely and utterly oblivious that there’s anything going on between you two but it doesn’t take Karen long to catch on.

She sees how you look at each other when you think no one else is looking and how none of your “girl chats” seem to be about boys and that none of you have had a boyfriend for a while.

Karen won’t say anything though - Nancy seems really happy so she decides it’s best to just leave it.

Also when she hears the noises you both make at night when you think no one can hear, she’s just happy at least someone is getting some.

In terms of your friends: Steve and Robin know about the relationship and will do anything to protect you both. Major ally!Steve vibes.

Both of you talking about girls you know to try and find a girlfriend for Robin??

The kids start to suspect something is up but only Max fully catches on, rolling her eyes when the others have debates on if it’s weird how close you are.

When fighting monsters you’re both super protective over each other.

You would literally throw yourselves in front of the monsters to save each other.

But if one of you did get hurt to save the other, the other would get mad.

“What’d you do that for?!” “Because I love you!” “Well I told you to be careful!”

Angry protective girlfriend bickering but it’s only because you love each other so much.

Although, you have to hide how visibly turned on and in awe you are when Nancy starts handling a gun like the badass she is.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” “No reason… no reason at all.” You swallow thickly because you’re in danger and you need to focus but your girlfriend is hot!

Slow dancing outside together at weddings or parties because you can’t do it together inside.

Promising her that one day, people will see that love is love and you won’t need to hide anymore.

NSFW

sub!Nancy.

Having to put your hands over each other’s mouths so people can’t hear you.

She’s a very soft and gentle kisser, very skilled with using her mouth for other things too.

Likes to have marks left on her, being claimed.

Very clingy, sex is always really passionate and desperate.

Very grabby; when she’s close she grabs the sheets, pillows, you…

Remember she likes touching you? She’ll let you know she’s in the mood in public by finding a way to graze your ass.

Can be very sensitive if you tease her for too long.

Whiny too.

“Y/N, pleaseeeeeee.”

Likes to hear you moan her name.

Loves to be praised, she needs to know she’s doing a good job.

Praises you in return, lets you know when you’ve done something extra good that she wants you to repeat.

Her being a morning person certainly makes mornings that bit more bearable if you catch my drift ;).

Nothing beats starting off your morning routine like having Nancy finger you until you cum twice.

[barrysbat]

ilomilo

ilomilo - Billie Eilish 

Nancy Wheeler x Fem!Reader

Summary: When you think lost your lover, everything is over. But maybe it's not?

-

“No, Y/N, please.” Nancy begged, watching her eyes flutter. “Please, baby, keep your eyes open, I beg you.” She sobbed, holding her body in her arms. 

Y/N, Nancy, and the group were fighting against the Mind Flayer that had almost got to Nancy in the hospital. Before it could get her, Y/N ran in front of her to save her girlfriend. The monster had touched her before Eleven had thrown it out the window. While Nancy told the kids to go outside to check on it, she stayed up there with her, holding her almost-limp body against hers. 

“No, no, no.” She whispered, watching her eyes shut. “No!” She screamed, sobbing uncontrollably. “Please, Y/N.” She begged to her lifeless body. 

“I love you.”

-

Ever since that night, Nancy has distanced herself. Every now and then Mike would come in her room to see her either laying in bed, or looking aimlessly out the window. 

By now, the Mind Flayer was defeated. Everything was back to normal as much as it could be in Hawkins. The worst part to Nancy was that you died for no reason. She told herself that she wasn't worth being saved, especially when it was you or her. 

Her eyes watched the cars that passed on the road and the different kinds of animals that would fly or run by. Nothing ever seemed colorful to her anymore. When Y/N started talking to Nancy, her whole life felt like it was brought into a whole new light. But now that she’s gone, the light is gone too. 

“Hey, sweetie,” Mrs. Wheeler opened her door. Nancy didn’t flinch, nor did she move her head to look at her. Mike had ended up telling his mom that he was getting more worried about his sister and he knew that he wouldn't be the one to get across to her.  The woman sat on her daughters bed, gathering her thoughts. “You know she loved you, right?” Then she broke. 

Nancy broke her posture, shoving her hands on her face, sobbing. “Mom,” her voice was broken, sobs cutting through her words. “I can’t do this, mom. I miss her so much.” She cried. She shoved her face into her legs that were bent up towards her chest. 

Mrs. Wheeler immediately moved towards the girl, wrapping her in her arms. That's how they sat for the next hour, reminiscing on her daughter’s lover.

-

It’s been a month since that night. 

Nancy still has felt the same, but her mom ended up helping her get around the house and outside slowly. It didn't matter how much Nancy did get out, or how much she saw her friends, it only made her think of her lost lover more. 

“Hey, Nance,” Robin walked into her room that day. Her and Nancy weren’t the closest, but she knew that if it were any of the girls, she would want it to be her other than a kid. 

Nancy was sitting in her bed, laying against the headboard. She was fiddling with something Y/N had owned. She still had everything Y/N left at her house. her clothes, her letters, anything she owned. 

Nancy didn't answer her, but it was the silence that told Robin it was okay to keep speaking. 

She moved on the end of the bed, looking at the floor. She wasn't sure how to start a conversation with the miserable girl, but she tried. 

“You know, she was utterly in love with you,” Robin started. “Before that night, she had told me that she “couldn't love someone because she might break,” but she also said that she knew you were the one.” She paused. “She knew you were the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.” Robin turned around to the girl, watching her back shake slightly and her arms covering her face. When Robin put her arms out, Nancy wasted no time in jumping in them. 

All she wanted was her girl back. 

-

When Nancy woke up that morning, the last thing she expected was a note on her nightstand. She wiped her eyes of the sleep that was overtaking her, and reached for the piece of paper. 

“Dear Nance,

       I am so sorry for what happened that night. I promise to explain to you everything that has happened to me since then. I’ve missed you with everything that I have and I can't wait to see you when you wake up. I should be cooking with your mom when you do wake; if not, then I’m laying next to you. I’m so sorry Nancy, I just wanted you to be safe. I love you, princess. 

                                                                                              Love, 

                                                                                                     Y/N.”

Nancy shot up, throwing back the covers and running down the stairs. Her pajamas be damned. 

She stopped immediately when she saw another figure that wasn't anyone from her family, standing there, smiling in the kitchen. She felt like all of the air had been sucked out of her lungs and her throat went dry. 

“Y/N?” Her voice was hoarse, barely making herself known in the corner of the room. The girl whipped around, her shoulders loosening and a smile overtaking her face as soon as she saw her. 

Nancy couldn't seemed to move. It was her, finally her.

“Oh my god,” She whispered, rushing towards the girl. They both met in a hug, the other girl hugging her so tight that she brought her feet off the ground for a second. As soon as they pulled apart, Nancy cupped her face. “It’s actually you.” She whispered, tears filling her eyes. 

“It’s actually me.” Y/N answered, the other girl wiping away a tear that had fallen down her cheek. “I’m so sorry for leaving you, I just knew it had to be me, not you. You mean too much to me--” Nancy cut off her lovers rambling. 

“Hey, hey,” She cupped her face, bringing their foreheads together. “Tell me everything, love. Take your time.” 

                     Ever since then, the two never left each others side.

[nancyandco]

introduction!!

hey! i'm anastasia and my pronouns are she/her! it's a pleasure to meet you! believe it or not i've had an account here before (sarah-kie) but i deleted it because i wasn't happy with it but i've decided to pick up writing again after a nice, long break!

i haven't quite decided if it's just going to be exclusively a stranger things blog or multifandom, but we have plenty of time to decide!

i'm only going to be writing female readers since that's what i'm most comfortable with, but the list of characters i'll be writing for will be below;

nancy wheeler

robin buckley

jonathan byers

steve harrington

eddie munson

eleven

max mayfield

( more may be added as time goes on )

- much love, ana x

masterlist below:

started: 14/7/22

last updated: 14/7/22

works: 1

nancy wheeler:

girls - nancy questions her sexuality after meeting the new girl

robin buckley:

jonathan byers:

steve harrington:

eddie munson:

eleven:

max mayfield:

[fandomnerd9602]

can you pls make a nancy wheeler x male reader?

Y/N: everyone remember the plan

Nancy loads a pistol…

Nancy: shoot first, ask questions later

Y/N:

Nancy: what?

Y/N: how did you get hotter than you already are?

[oncasette]

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒…

𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪, 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥’𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦…

summer love

…𝗬𝗢𝗨’𝗥𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘

[st4r1light]

( - by request - )

- your camera roll if you were dating Nancy Wheeler * ˚ ✦

@nonbinaryavrage

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Accurate.