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you look hot when you win, feat. dorlene

warnings: sports rivals, making out (no explicit smut), pining, fluff, mentions of parties, competitive trash talk (not malicious)

summary: when the gryffindor team beat slytherin in a quidditch match, dorcas and marlene realise that they’re both pretty hot 

words: 0.8k

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Marlene Mckinnon ran her hand through her blonde hair, a rich laugh rising up in her as her fellow Gryffindor Quidditch Team members raised her into the air. Well, more accurately Sirius and James were determined to hoist her up onto their shoulders, and she was more than happy to let them try. They had just won their most difficult match of the year against Slytherin, and Marlene could see no reason not to celebrate and party all night long. If she did say so herself, she had played really well today, and nothing would dampen her mood. Not even the pack of Slytherins, one of whom was Marlene’s Quidditch rival, Dorcas Meadowes. The two had been competitive since their first game, and the only words that were exchanged between them were trash talk and casual insults. Releasing her hair from its ponytail, Marlene shook it out, allowing the strands to settle back into their messy wolf cut style, her clear blue eyes twinkling in the sun as Potter and Black chanted, “MCKINNON, OUR HERO!”

Dorcas Meadowes watched this all unfold from across the pitch, standing next to her team. A couple of the other Slytherins in the group were sore losers, shouting abuse at the celebrating Gryffindors, while most were simply dejected. But Dorcas didn’t have it in her to feel any of those things. Not when, right in front of her, gripping onto her best friends’ shoulder, Mckinnon’s face the personification of pure elation and joy and Dorcas could not resent her for it. It was a pretty good looking face… Recoiling from that unwanted but all too familiar thought, Dorcas shook her head. Soon enough, the sky had gotten a little darker and most students had left the pitch, leaving only Marlene, James and Lily, who were still shouting and celebrating, Remus and Sirius, who had slipped off for a not-so-subtle celebratory snog under the stands, and a couple of Slytherins shuffling around in pairs and threes. Them, and Dorcas. Who stood unnoticed in the chaos and hysteria of celebration… Suddenly embarrassed, Dorcas walked away, making her way to the girls changing rooms.

A few minutes after Dorcas had finished changing into a flowing summer dress, Marlene Mckinnon threw the door open with an exhausted sigh and began taking off her jumper while humming (not very tunefully)  one of those ABBA songs Potter was so obsessed with. Her hoarse humming carried across the room, careless and confident, as Marlene Mckinnon was… With most people, anyway. Dorcas rounded the corner before it got slightly creepy, and stopped when she realised that Mckinnon was now just in a sports bra and cargos, her back to Dorcas, swinging her hips to her own not-very-good rendition of Mamma Mia. Dorcas cleared her throat, one eyebrow raised as Marlene spun round. 

Marlene gulped. Like, in the way cartoons do when they’re nervous. Pathetic. With a slightly flushed face, she cleared her throat ready to stare Dorcas down, who, unfortunately for Marlene’s gay ass, looked horrifyingly gorgeous in a white dress that perfectly complimented her dark skin. Joy of joys, just Mckinnon’s luck. Trust her to find a rival who looked so goddamn good all the time. So, naturally, Marlene Mckinnon, who, usually - she will have you know - is incredibly smooth and mysterious, began to ramble. “Hey there Meadowes, stewing in your own loss, are you? Funny because I remember your whole team trash talking us not three hours ago. Although, I suppose that’s why they warn you about jinxing stuff… You know, when you talk about it happening and then-“

Dorcas wasn’t entirely sure what just happened. One minute, Mckinnon was looking endearingly flustered, backing herself into a corner with her nervous blabbering, and the next, Dorcas had her pinned up against the wall of the girls’ locker room, their faces millimeters apart. Not that she was particularly upset about the situation. Which, she probably should have been, given that they had been in competition for years and now they were… Well, here. And it had certainly shut Mckinnon up, which was the aim. 

“Maybe I just let you win because you look hot when you’re celebrating,” whispered Dorcas. At this point, Marlene stopped functioning and her brain lost the ability to turn her runaway thoughts into words and all that came out was, “Meadowes, are you gay?”

So, not the smoothest pick up line but hey, at least it was a relatively coherent sentence. “What do you think, Mckinnon?” Dorcas murmured, staring at Marlene’s lips. Impatiently, Dorcas moved her hands into Marlene’s platinum blonde hair and pulled her into a rough kiss. Marlene was only happy to comply, placing her hands on Dorcas’s waist, mumbling, “this fucking dress,” against her as they pressed further into the wall. Dorcas smiled against Marlene’s lips, as her hands wandered around her face to cup her cheek. Marlene broke away quickly, winking and saying, “I still beat you though, Meadowes.”

“Shut up, Mckinnon.”

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marauders as texts between me and my girlfriend p3 <3

james to regulus because he’s dramatic

regulus (grey) to james (green) about sirius and remus (he has had enough)

peter (green) to james (grey) about remus and sirius smoking in their room

sirius thinking he’s funny

james to regulus but scared

marlene mckinnon, folks

sirius (green) to marlene (grey) about regulus

james to regulus, fighting for his life 

remus (grey) to sirius (green)

marlene to dorcas, with regrets

part one / part two

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steddie headcanons because i need them <3

- After weeks of Eddie trying to get Steve to play D&D, Steve finally gives in and joins a Hellfire Club campaign - he dies almost immediately and almost gets everyone else killed by accident

- Eddie has the remarkable ability to make anything and everything Steve says into a sexual joke, and every single time he does, without fail, Steve hits him and tries to surpress his blushing

- The first time Eddie went to Steve’s house, he almost passed out but as soon as he got over that, he picked Steve up and ran into the pool, and the two of them swum around fully clothed and laughing

- Eddie loves the fact that Prom King Jock Steve Harrington is his, and will tell literally anyone who brings him up that he’s his boyfriend

- When Steve goes to Eddie’s trailer, Eddie will sometimes serenade him with his guitar, which Steve finds unbearably attractive, and often results in Steve ripping the guitar out of Eddie’s hands and pushing him on the bed and Eddie yelling at him to be careful but in truth, he loves it

- Steve steals Eddie’s clothes all the time, because he just loves that he can

- The amount of times the two of them have been walked in on while making out by one of their many kids is excruciating, and yet they never learn that a corridor is not the safest place to be doing that

- Both are big fans of PDA, and Steve will often kiss Eddie in public and look around, waiting for someone to challenge them

- Steve’s favourite things about Eddie are his rings and his hair, and during their nightly deep conversations, he often plays with one of the two things

- Eddie loves watching Steve interact with the kids, and his heart simply melts every time he sees it because he can see how much his boyfriend loves them

- Steve prefers Eddie’s trailer to his house, and the pair will often stargaze while lying on the roof before falling asleep on the sofa or in Eddie’s room

- Steve drives Eddie and Max to school, and the two boys always let Max play Kate Bush, and, although they would never admit it, they kind of love Kate Bush too

- Eddie is 100% the freak in the sheets and that’s all I’m gonna say about that

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masterlist <3

all fics are sfw :)

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ronance headcanons

steddie headcanons

at-hogwarts marauders headcanons 

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ronance goes for a swim

dancing with ronance

ronance and steddie take a trip to the beach

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sirius helps lily out, feat. wolfstar and jily

you look hot when you win, feat. dorlene

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marauders as texts my girlfriend has sent me, p1

marauders as texts my girlfriend has sent me, p2

marauders as texts between me and my girlfriend, p3

short fic inspired by Taylor Swift’s song Enchanted

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sirius helps lily out, feat. wolfstar and jily <3

warnings : mentions of alcohol and drinking, throwing up, underage drinking (one year under limit), established relationships, kissing, fluff, swearing

summary : Lily drinks a bit too much at James’ birthday party, and Sirius helps her out

words : 1052

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Oh bloody hell… Maybe that last shot wasn’t the best idea. Lily Evans shut her green eyes, breathing slowly through her mouth, trying to keep down the many shots of vodka that she had consumed in not very much time. The deafening noise of her boyfriend James Potter’s 17th birthday party was not helping her struggles. Looking up, even her upset stomach couldn’t stop the smile that appeared on her face as she saw her boyfriend standing on a table holding hands with his best friend Remus - who looked very embarrassed - and singing loudly. His hair was falling in his eyes and his glasses were hanging precariously on the edge of his nose, which Lily found adorable. James Potter was having the time of his life. 

Lily, on the other hand, was not. The distraction of her beautiful boyfriend was not enough to settle her stomach, and Lily clapped her hand over her mouth and ran to the toilets, refusing to ruin James’ birthday party by puking all over the common room. Fortunately, she managed to knee-slide to the toilet before spewing her insides out into the toilet bowl. Tears came to her eyes as she sniffled, trying to push back her red curls. She had tried so hard to look nice, and now it was all ruined because she was trying too hard to keep up with her friends. Lily shut her eyes with a small sob and rested her head on her arms with a groan. “Red, you okay?” Lily’s head shot up as she heard Sirius’ voice behind her. Bad idea. Very bad idea. “Oh God,” Lily said, before turning back to the toilet. Sirius ran to her, holding her hair back and rubbing her back. 

Once she was done, Sirius gave her a sympathetic smile and helped her sit up. Handing her a small handkerchief, Sirius put his hand on her back and asked, “Do you want me to get Prongs, Red?” Lily grabbed his arm in panic and shook her head violently, “No! You can’t tell him, Sirius, I don’t want to ruin his party!” Sirius shook his head and shrugged. Despite his constant teasing, he had grown rather fond of the stubborn girl currently collapsed half against him and half against the toilet bowl. He was glad he had held off on the heavy drinking and kept to just some beers - very out of character for him, but you know what they say about love and making you crazy… So, with the promise of a return and complete silence regarding her wellbeing, Sirius slipped out of the toilets, ready for his stealth mission to acquire a glass of water for Evans. 

Immediately, his plan hit an obstacle, in the form of Sirius Black’s very tipsy boyfriend Remus. The other boy looped his arms around Sirius’ neck, playing with his long dark hair. “Fancy seeing you here, Padfoooot,” Remus slurred, mumbling against his boyfriend’s lips before closing the gap between them and kissing him, pushing him up against the wall. Reluctantly, Sirius broke away and whispered, “Nice to see you too, love, but Lily is on the floor of the toilet hurling out her insides, and James cannot know. Got it? I’ve got to get her some water…” Blinking heavily, Remus nodded and grumbled before saying, “You look really good, Sirius, like really really good,” and leaning in for another kiss. Sirius felt a little bit guilty for being this easily distracted when his friend was curled up crying next to a toilet, but saying no to Remus while he was wearing a really adorably ugly knitted sweater was really difficult. Especially when he was such a good fucking kisser. 

Unfortunately for them, the two boys were yanked apart by none other than James Potter, who had been ditching components of his birthday suit and was now in socks, trousers, an untucked shirt with a few buttons undone, and his tie loose. “Prongs, what the fuck?” Sirius asked, annoyed at the interruption. “Sorry, lads, but have you seen my beautiful girlfriend? I seem to have misplaced her,” James said, with a wink and his signature winning smile. Sirius felt another wave of guilt as he remembered Lily. “Nope, not recently, sorry Prongs,” Sirius said, at the same time as Remus said, “Noooo, but don’t worry she’s definitely not throwing up in the toilet!” Sirius rolled his eyes and cursed, regretting his life choices. In a flash, James had disappeared into the toilet, barreling through the door. Groaning, Sirius grabbed a very confused Remus’ hand and dragged him into the toilet.

As James opened the cubicle door, his eyes widened with sadness. His girlfriend, the love of his life, was curled up on the floor, tears running from her bright green eyes and her hair in a messy red bun at the crook of her neck. Even though it broke his heart to see her like this, even now, in James Potter’s eyes, Lily had never looked more beautiful. Her green dress was scrunched up underneath her, and the heels she had been wearing lay discarded next to her. “Oh, Lil, darling,” James said, and sat next to her, pulling her in for a hug. Lily pulled away, rambling, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to ruin your party, I was just trying to keep up with Mary and I felt really sick and-” James leaned forward and kissed her, stopping the flow of anxious words. Pulling away he said, “You are more important than anything else.” Lily could have sworn that her heart melted then and there. Helping her to her feet, and walking past Sirius and Remus - Sirius was carrying Remus bridal style with shockingly little effort, and the boy was falling asleep in Sirius’ arms - James knocked open the door.

Standing on a chair, he yelled out, “PARTY’S OVER, EVERYONE OUT, THANK YOU!” In a matter of seconds, the Gryffindor common room was empty, and the two couples were alone. The fire crackled, lighting a sleeping Remus on Sirius’ lap, both of them on a squishy armchair. Next to them, Lily was curled up asleep on the sofa, her head in James’ lap, who was absentmindedly playing with her hair. Across the common room, James and Sirius smiled at each other. 

“Happy birthday, Prongs.”

“Thanks, Padfoot.”

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ronance and steddie take a trip to the beach <3

summary : robin, nancy, steve and eddie go for a fun trip to the beach

words : 1000

warnings : kissing, established relationships, lots of fluff, mentions of g*ns, mentions of water fights and dr0wning

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Robin turned her head towards the window of her house as she heard the familiar honk of Eddie’s van. She rolled her eyes as she heard the voice of her best friend yell, “Come on, ladies, we haven’t got all day!” As she zipped up her bag, Robin’s girlfriend, Nancy Wheeler, came running in, dressed in some white linen trousers and one of Robin’s own short-sleeved button-down shirts. Except the black and white striped shirt was open, revealing a dark green bikini top underneath it. Before Robin could spend too long staring open-mouthed at her girlfriend, Nancy took the bag from her, clearly flustered at the thought of being late. There were few things that stressed Nancy Wheeler out, but being late was certainly one of those things. “Got everything, Robin?” Nancy asked, grabbing her girlfriend's hand and pulling her out of the front door.

The door of Eddie’s van slid open, to reveal Steve Harrington, former prom king turned doting boyfriend of Eddie Munson, Hawkin’s resident metalhead and D&D aficionado. “Took you long enough,” Steve said, running a hand through his annoyingly perfect hair. Dressed in a neon floral shirt and swimming trunks with small flamingos on them, Steve could not have looked further from his former self. And thank God for that, thought Robin. 

Offering his hand to Nancy, he helped her into the van, pulling her in for a hug once she was inside. Although the two of them had dated, there was no awkwardness or tension between them - if anything, it had brought them closer as friends and into the happy relationships they were in now. “Guess I don’t get any help, dingus,” Robin mumbled, making her very un-graceful way into the van, before being guided in by Nancy’s hand on the small of her back. “I’d have helped, Buckley, but I’m a bit busy not getting us killed,” came the voice of Eddie Munson, turning in his seat to grin at Robin from the driver’s seat. “Well then, who’s ready for the beach?” Eddie said, with a whoop.

After a very long trip full of very loud Metallica, and a suspicious amount of Madonna, the group finally arrived at the beach. Soon enough, a picnic blanket had been laid out, and the group was unpacking all of their stuff, with Steve trying to put suncream on Eddie, who was loudly protesting that he had “never once burned in all my life, Steve”. Like most things involving the couple, this ended with Eddie lying down on the sand while Steve applied sun cream to his boyfriend’s laughing face. Nancy began to take off her trousers and shirt, left only in her bottle-green bikini and some sunglasses that she had borrowed from Eddie, which were adorably too big for her face. Robin had to tear her eyes away, when Steve - who had finished chasing Eddie around the beach trying to give him a hat - gave her a pointed nudge and she realised she had been staring. Never one for bikinis, Robin was wearing some swimming trunks and a sports bra, and although she didn’t feel particularly sexy, she felt very cool. 

Nancy walked up to Robin and rose to her tip-toes to give her a kiss. “Hey, gorgeous,” she said, smiling up at her like Robin was the sun. At least that’s what she started to do, before it dissolved into a scream as Eddie picked her up, lifting her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. “Robin, heeeelp!” Nancy yelled, kicking as Eddie ran to the water. Robin heard Nancy yell something along the lines of “Eddie Munson, I have two guns in my room, put me down!” But before Nancy could threaten her friend again, Robin let out a laugh as she landed in the water with a screech and a splash. As she emerged, even Robin was a bit scared, as Nancy ran after Eddie with a battle cry. Before long, the two were having a full-blown water fight and trying to drown each other. 

Robin looked over to Steve, who was looking at Eddie with a shit-eating grin on his face, and his face glowing with love. “You’ve got it bad, don’t you Harrington?” Robin said. “Yup… Yes, I do… I’ve got it real bad for Eddie freaking Munson,” Steve nodded, heaving himself to his feet, before taking off to join the others in the water. Robin heard Nancy’s shout of betrayal as the two boys ganged up on her, splashing her to within an inch of her life, although she did seem to be holding up quite well. Robin grinned as Nancy, her eyes twinkling, launched herself at Steve with surprising strength, and he went down like a lead balloon. 

Satisfied with her ass-whooping of the two boys, who were now attempting to kiss underwater, before resurfacing with roars of laughter, Nancy turned to where Robin was sitting. Nancy couldn’t help but smile as she saw her girlfriend, who was sitting on the picnic blanket looking blindingly radiant, eating some strawberries and drawing something in the sand with a look of intense concentration. Nancy ran over and reached out to Robin, pulling her to her feet. “Come in the water with me, will you?” Nancy asked, looking up at Robin through sunglasses that obscured half her face. Lifting up the sunglasses, Robin said, “Only if you promise not to attack me,” before planting a kiss on Nancy’s lips. “I make no promises, Buckley,” Nancy said, and blew a kiss, before running back to the water. Robin laughed and jogged after her.

Next to the blanket, marked in the sand, were the initials R and N, encased in a clumsily drawn heart. 

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‘tis i 🥲

Texts between me and my bsf that give major Ronance energy <3

Robin every time Nancy's an absolute badass

Robin retelling her thought process when she first met Nancy...

... compared to Nancy's when she first met Robin

Nancy about Robin

Nancy's response whenever Robin does well in school

Robin about literally any kind of social interaction

Nancy reminiscing on her somewhat cringeworthy straight relationships before she met her wonderful gf

Robin feat. sensory issues

Robin:

Nancy always gets self conscious when she talks for 'too long' but Robin absolutely loves it and listens with heart eyes

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marauders as texts my girlfriend has sent me p2 <3

sirius after a family argument

remus to james

lily to sirius when he makes fun of her

mary to peter

james

mary (green) to remus (grey)

lily to mary, who is complaining about her heels

remus to lily

james to sirius, peter and remus, about lily

remus (grey) to james (green) after he caught sirius staring at him

part one / part three

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marauders as texts my girlfriend has sent me p1 <3

remus

marlene

lily to remus, after he rants about sirius for a whole hour

sirius and remus

lily (green) and remus (grey)

remus to a very disturbed peter

remus to sirius about the girls weekend w/ lily, mary, marlene and dorcas

james to sirius

remus after james punched up a homophobe

sirius (grey) to james (green)

part two / part three

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my at-hogwarts marauders era headcanons <3

- They all grow up happy and untroubled by anything other than that huge essay Slughorn set on Amortentia

- Lily and Remus have a bi-weekly ‘girls night’ where they get wasted and gossip about their boyfriends, and when they get home, James and Sirius fall in love even more with their adorable drunk partners

- Sirius used to try and distract Remus from studying, but now he just loves watching how Remus’s nose scrunches up when he concentrates 

- Peter tries to organise group monopoly every few weeks, but his efforts have always failed and group monopoly almost always ends up in either vigorous snogging or the threat (and sometimes violent beginnings) of a duel to the death

- James always falls asleep after Lily and wakes up before her, and there’s nothing he loves more than playing with her hair and watching the confused look on her face every morning when she wakes up

- Sirius and Remus always walk in on James and Lily making out in the common room, and everytime they do, they sigh at the couple and yell ‘use protection kids!’

- When they’re alone, the four boys always poke fun at James for being so hopelessly in love with Lily, but James loves it because he’s glad it’s obvious how smitten he is

- Lily and Remus take everyone bowling in the summer holidays, and are over-the-moon when the two muggleborn kids absolutely thrash all of their quidditch-playing pure/half-blood friends - everyone else sulks for days

- Remus still isn’t used to being able to just stare at his boyfriend, and Sirius still catches Remus looking at him before turning away and blushing, which Sirius finds so fucking cute

- Peter has banned couples sharing a bed since the incident of the-night-when-remus-and-sirius-forgot-to-use-muffliato, and does nightly bed checks before sleeping, which the boys find endlessly hilarious… They stopped finding it funny when Peter kicked Lily out in a fit of rage, who tried to hide at the foot of James’ bed

- Lily and James organise karaoke night where they sing along to songs on vinyl; Remus refuses to join in until he’s had a few drinks and ends up singing love songs to ‘my really hot boyfriend with beautiful hair’, who simply melts

- Sirius sneaks Remus to the astronomy tower to have a picnic under the stars for ‘his Moony’s birthday’, and McGonagall catches them, but she simply says ‘it’s so dark tonight, it’s difficult to see two feet in front of me’ and then waves them off with a wink and a shushing gesture

- Lily once felt really sick after one night of heavy drinking, and Sirius found her throwing up on the toilet and stayed with her for an hour, rubbing her back, holding her hair up and making her laugh

- Every single time James runs his hand through his hair or his glasses slip off his nose, Lily’s stomach erupts with butterflies

- Sirius and James are endlessly protective of Remus and Lily, and have been known to get into physical altercations with some Slytherins who made a poor error in judgement and joked about the two muggle-borns within earshot of the two boys

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dancing with ronance

summary : nancy convinces robin to have a little dance in her room <3

warnings : fluff, established relationship, studying, maybe suggested smut at the end depending on how you read it, pining

words : 0.8k

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Nancy groaned, throwing herself back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling. “Nance, come on, you can do it… What is the power of an atom to attract the pair of electrons in a covalent bond called?” Robin said, looking down at her girlfriend, who was lying with her head next to Robin’s leg, her hands over her face. Waving her arm in Robin’s face, Nancy murmured at her, not capable of speech anymore. The girls had been studying for who knew how long, and Nancy was just about done with AP Chem.

Grabbing Nancy’s hands, Robin kissed them and smiled down at her girlfriend, who was currently considering the implications of dropping out of school and running away from home. Not that she would ever do it, but it was fun to think about. Nancy looked up at her girlfriend, sulking. “Can we just take a break, Robin? I don’t think my brain can take much more…” Nancy rolled up with another groan and turned the music on her small pink stereo up. Soon enough, John Travolta was singing Summer Nights at the two lovers, and Nancy was grinning. She skipped over to the side of the bed that Robin was perched on, her long legs in a knot underneath her. Nancy watched as her girlfriend raised her eyes suspiciously and leaned back slowly. Robin’s adorable features were all scrunched up as she watched her girlfriend start to shimmy towards her slowly, making grabby hands at her, beckoning her.

Nancy grinned as Robin slowly started to shake her head, scrambling back on the bed. “No, Nance, I am not dancing… I love you but it will only result in one or both of us being gravely injured. I have terrible coordination, and music sense, and basically I can’t dance and I don’t think I should start trying now,” Robin rambled, all in one breath. Nancy only smiled at her flustered girlfriend and heaved her up with all her strength, yanking her upwards. Robin yelled as she fell against her girlfriend, reaching out for support. Nancy laughed as her very tall girlfriend fell half to her knees, incapable of countering the momentum with any bodily strength. “Woah there, Buckley, that’s a bit forward…” Nancy teased, helping Robin to her feet. Things could only go uphill from here, she supposed. 

Grabbing Robin’s arms, Nancy led her away from the bed, since having a solid object behind them would most likely only increase the hazards. Nancy swung her hips a bit and smiled up at Robin, singing along to the song as she twirled under Robin’s arm. “Met a girl, crazy for meeee,” Nancy sang as she shut her eyes and danced around her room, still connected to her girlfriend. Robin smiled, letting her arm move with her girlfriend, as she watched Nancy spinning around, her hair in her face. She looked so simply happy and free. Robin felt something tug at her heart at the sight of her girlfriend - the girl who everyone assumed was a priss but actually was one of, if not the most, badass people Robin had ever met - spinning around and singing along to Grease. Robin had never been a huge fan of Grease, but she didn’t have the heart to ruin this moment. So, incredibly slowly and incredibly reluctantly, Robin began to sway along the music too. 

Nancy saw Robin’s body slowly begin to sway and felt the excitement rise up in her chest. Her girlfriend wasn’t the best dancer in the universe, that was for sure, but the fact that she was even trying made Nancy want to kiss her. So, she did just that. And then once more for good luck. Robin’s bright eyes seemed to glitter with joy, and it made Nancy impossibly happy that just a small part of that could be because of her. So, looping her arms around Robin’s neck, and feeling Robin’s hands rest on her waist, Nancy whispered through a small laugh, “Those are some sexy moves, Buckley.” Robin’s eyebrows shot up and her hands involuntarily tightened on Nancy’s waist. “Oh, really?” Robin tried to say, but was appalled to notice that her voice gave way halfway through the three syllable sentence, and she had lost any sort of ‘cool factor’ she had built up in the last few minutes. Through hooded eyelids, Nancy nodded at her, not taking notice of her girlfriend’s vocal falter. Walking Robin backwards into the bed, who subsequently plopped down to a seated position, Nancy leaned down and kissed her. Soon enough, Robin was very glad that Nancy had given up on studying for the evening…

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ronance goes for a swim

summary : robin convinces nancy that a refreshing swim in lover’s lake is the perfect way to escape the hot weather

warnings : kissing, pining, hot weather, fluff, established relationship, lmk if i forgot anything <3

words : 1.1k

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“Come on, Nance… Why don’t you wanna come?” Robin whined, jogging next to Nancy Wheeler, her girlfriend, who was power walking down the school corridor, her perfect brown curls bobbing up and down aggressively as she shook her head. With her multiple books and folders clutched in her arms - Robin couldn’t understand how she didn’t drop them all at the speeds she walked at - Nancy reached her locker, where she spun on her heel to face her girlfriend, narrowing her eyes. Robin stepped back slightly.

“Because, babe, it’s 40 degrees outside and I would quite like to not die, if that’s alright with you,” Nancy said, arching her eyebrows at Robin. However, she couldn’t help but smile a little. She did find it endlessly sweet how hard Robin was trying to get her to come to this party thing. And she really did want to spend more time with Robin. Their entire year was going to Lovers Lake to jump into the lake and have a massive celebration. Except they had chosen to do it on the hottest day of the year. And, really, this didn’t seem like a very good idea to Nancy at all, thank you very much. 

Robin shut Nancy’s locker for her and looked her dead in the eyes. Nancy had to admit that for a second she forgot how to breathe. Even though they had been together for a while now, Nance still couldn’t quite process that the gorgeous girl in front of her was hers. And that she could tell people all about it. After months of crushing and pining, to be able to look at her and not worry about hiding her feelings was just amazing. Clearing her throat and meeting Robin’s gaze, Nancy pursed her lips together. She could almost feel the resolve crumble inside of her. She was going to cave. It was not a matter of if, but when. 

“But, Nance, whatever will you do if there’s a horrible accident and I’m killed in a terrible freak occurrence and you weren’t there to save me? And besides, I didn’t think you were the type to be scared of a little bit of sun, Miss Nancy I-Have-Two-Guns-In-My-Bedroom Wheeler.” Robin said to her, leaning in slightly. Widening her eyes, Robin brought out the big guns… Metaphorically... Despite the fact that she towered over Nancy, she somehow looked up at her with the most adorable puppy eyes. Robin Buckley knew precisely what she was doing. Clenching her jaw and rolling her eyes with amused exasperation, Nancy moved towards her and grumbled, “Fine…” She should really learn how to say no to her girlfriend… Robin let out a squeal and grabbed Nancy’s face, pulling her in for a kiss, before releasing her and grabbing her hand. As Robin marched down the hallway, she rambled on and on about how much fun Nancy would have and how she wouldn’t regret it at all. Not that the other girl was listening. She was too busy looking at her girlfriend with the human equivalent of love heart eyes, as the girl got more and more excited. Once again, Nancy was reminded of why she always let Robin get her way. 

Before long, Nancy found herself standing on the edge of the water, in just her underwear, her arms wrapped around herself. She could have sworn she could feel herself burning in the sun every second that passed. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. Looking around, almost everyone else was in swimming gear, and here she was, stood in her bra and pants. As she was standing, her toes curling around the edge of the ledge, only a foot or so away from the water itself, contemplating whether or not she wanted to go in, somebody else made that decision for her. With an ‘oof’, Nancy’s body lurched forwards, as two familiar hands made rather aggressive contact with her back, and before she could do anything but gasp in some air and shut her eyes, Nancy had collided with the cold water. 

Kicking up through the refreshingly cool water, Nancy emerged and opened her eyes to Robin in boxer shorts and a sports bra flying towards her with a huge grin on her face. She only had time to scream and throw her arms up before, just a few inches away from her, Nancy’s girlfriend landed in the water with a splash. Sputtering and shaking her hair out of her face, Nancy glared at her girlfriend. She looked bloody gorgeous, with the sun shining on her face, which Nancy had noticed was gaining more and more freckles by the day. “What was that for?!” Nancy exclaimed, swimming towards Robin, who was standing just a few metres away from her, wobbling slightly as she tried to maintain her balance. “I was just helping you out! You looked like you were struggling, Nance, I didn’t want you-” But Nancy would never find out what Robin didn’t want. She had already launched herself at her girlfriend with a yell, grabbing her by the neck in what could only be described as an aquatic-rugby-tackle-hug. “Nance!” Robin shouted as she fell backwards, completely off balance.

Laughing, the two lovers wrestled in the water. For a moment, it looked as though Robin would win - her height and the fact that she wasn’t out of her depth were on her side. However, soon the tables turned and Nancy was straddling her hips, Robin’s lack of coordination sabotaging her chances at success, not for the first time. Looking down at her girlfriend, Nancy scrunched up her nose and grinned, sticking her tongue out. Looking up at Nancy, Robin could have sworn the sun made a halo round her girlfriend’s face and, with water running down her face, her hair already curling again as she panted through her victory, Robin didn’t mind so much that Nancy had overpowered her. “You are going to pay for that, Buckley,” Nancy said, kissing Robin on the cheek. “Do your worst, Wheeler,” Robin responded, turning her head up to her girlfriend, squinting against the light. Nancy grinned against Robin’s lips, and, impatiently, Robin tried to close the gap between them. With a laugh, Nancy pulled away from her, launching backwards and kicking her legs as she blew Robin a kiss, swimming away. “Oh, no you don’t…” Robin muttered, and waded after her girlfriend, grabbing her leg, while the other girl laughed. As she was yanked through the water towards her girlfriend, Nancy found herself thanking her lucky stars that Robin Buckley had such irresistible puppy eyes.

[whore-for-fluff]

my ronance headcanons because i love them <3

- Robin keeps every edition of every school newspaper Nancy is involved with in a box under her bed because she’s so unbelievably proud of her ‘super smart sexy girlfriend’

- Robin falls asleep when they watch a film at Nancy’s and curls up next to her girlfriend, and Nancy can’t look away from her when she’s asleep because she looks so perfect

- They try and do study sessions but always end up distracted and make out on Nancy’s bed instead

- Saturday is double date night with Steve and Eddie, and they watch a movie together; Robin always lets Nancy pick, and death stares the boys if they say a word against it

- Robin brags all the time about being Nancy’s girlfriend, and carries around a polaroid of her everywhere she goes

- Nancy loves to wrestle Robin onto her bed and try to do her make-up, but it always ends up with Nancy in a fit of laughter on the floor and Robin watching her through clown make-up, being so in love with her laugh

- Nancy always asks Robin for outfit advice, because her opinion matters the most, but in reality Robin is really unhelpful because she thinks Nancy looks gorgeous in everything

- Nancy pokes fun at Robin for her clumsiness and how fast she talks, but is so protective of her that if anybody else says anything, she is ready to fight them 

- Nancy drags Robin to parties, and the evening always ends up with drunk Nancy clinging to Robin and telling her how ‘stupidly beautiful’ she is, and with Robin looking after her, thinking Nancy is the most adorable drunk ever

- When they’re in Nancy’s room, Nancy loves to put on music and dance with Robin, even though Robin is a terrible dancer, and they just hold hands and Nancy spins around, grinning at Robin who just watches her with heart eyes

- They are always connected in one way or another - holding hands, head on a shoulder, leaning against each other, legs and arms touching

- When the whole gang’s together, the two of them share an armchair, Nancy on Robin’s lap, Nancy’s arm around Robin’s shoulders and Robin’s arm around Nancy’s waist

- They go for walks together in the late afternoon, just to escape, but Nancy always tries to dress up and wear heels because she wants to look nice for Robin, but this only ends up with her feet hurting and Robin carrying her around on her back

- If Nancy is cold, Robin will take off her jacket and give it to her, refusing to take it back

- Robin absolutely loves playing with Nancy’s hair, while Nancy will often take Robin’s hand and play with her fingers without even noticing she’s doing it

- Nancy LOVES when Robin wears suspenders because she can just grab them and pull Robin towards her

[whore-for-fluff]

I Was Enchanted To Meet You...

[A/N : lil fic inspired by Enchanted by Taylor Swift, fake people, all fluff and pining, hope you enjoy first fic alsdfjsjf <3]

warnings : lots of pining, fluff, wallflower activities, not being able to sleep, lmk if i’ve missed any 

words : 1.1k

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There I was again tonight

Forcing laughter, faking smiles

Same old tired, lonely place

Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy

She played with Her dress again, wriggling further into the stiff material. Backing up further into the corner of the room, She allowed Her eyes to scan the room, avoiding eye contact at all costs. Through the crowds of people animatedly socialising, She saw dancers in the centre of the room, swishing skirts and well polished shoes shimmering in the light of the room. She had been forced into too many uncomfortable conversations for one night, having to feign interest as She heard about someone’s son’s new job, or someone’s sister’s wedding. Her muscles hurt from smiling, and Her long dress and too-small shoes meant that She could wave goodbye to any Cinderella-esque escape plans She may have been plotting in Her head. At least they helped to pass the time… So, She had hidden in a corner and religiously avoided any and all interaction. She liked it better that way.

Vanished when I saw your face

All I can say is, it was enchanting to meet you

Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?"

'Cross the room your silhouette

Starts to make its way to me

From Her observing stance, something caught Her eye. Across the room was a man, about Her age, in a well-fitting suit. His dark hair was messy, falling into His eyes as He stood to the side, next to the dancers. Even from Her position, metres away, She could see His blue eyes, twinkling as if in starlight, looking right at Her. Oh God. Heat rising to Her cheeks, She looked away, embarrassment coursing through Her veins. However, She couldn’t resist the urge to look, and slowly raised Her gaze again. He was already looking at Her, His eyes mischievous. Then He began to walk towards Her, a slow walk, taking His time without breaking eye contact. Not that She could look away. 

The playful conversation starts

Counter all your quick remarks

Like passing notes in secrecy

And it was enchanting to meet you

All I can say is, I was enchanted to meet you

“Not a dancer then, I suppose?” He said to Her, as He came to a halt and looked at Her with His deep blue eyes.She crossed Her arms in front of Her chest indignantly. “Whatever do you mean by that?” She retorted, arching an eyebrow and narrowing Her eyes at Him. Arching His eyebrow back at Her, He said, “Nothing at all! Only that there must be a reason you aren’t dancing…” He tilted his head slightly, allowing Her to piece together just what He meant.“Well, maybe I just haven’t met anyone worth dancing with,” She responded, grinning at Him. She pushed a lock of hair behind Her ear, overjoyed that She had finally found someone who didn’t want to boast about his latest horse-riding feat, or his enormous estate.“Ah, that does tend to be the excuse. Although I’ve learned the hard way that most people here are hiding two left feet,” came the quick response, as He shot Her a grin. “Hmm, well I suppose someday I’ll just have to prove to you my talent,” She responded with a wink. “Of course, to do that, I might need your name…”

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

The night was finally over. She supposed She should be grateful, since almost the entire night had been spent trying to come up with an elaborate plan to escape the ball. And yet, there was Him. The night had been divided in her mind into ‘Before’ and ‘After’. He was all She could think about, much that it pained Her to admit. She looked up at the glowing night sky, reminded of the sparkling in His eyes. Her cheeks began to heat as She remembered their conversation, and how they had spent the rest of the night laughing in each other's company. She blushed as She remembered how He had tucked a curl behind Her ear and looked into Her eyes. Despite Her attempts at remaining aloof and witty, She wondered if He had felt how magical the night was. 

The lingering question kept me up

2 AM, who do you love?

I wonder 'til I'm wide awake

And now I'm pacing back and forth

Wishing you were at my door

I'd open up and you would say, "Hey"

She turned over again, looking at the time. 2am. Why couldn't She fall asleep? But She knew exactly why. Because She couldn’t get Him out of Her head. Every time She closed Her eyes, She could see His smile, His hair, His eyes… It was no use. She would never sleep again. Kicking back the covers of Her bedsheets with a groan, Her bare feet hit the floor as She began to pace up and down her room, as though if She walked far enough, maybe She could outrun the memory of Him. She imagined Him searching for Her, finding Her, and knocking on Her door. She imagined Him looking into Her eyes, like He had done not so long ago, and telling Her how He had fallen in love with Her so fast and so hard that He couldn’t possibly stay away. And She kept walking.

This night is flawless, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

She shut Her eyes, wrapping Her arms around herself, and began to sway. In the soft glow of the moonlight, with the night breeze flowing in through Her open window, She twirled and turned and danced. As She spun, She wondered whether He was a good dancer. She wondered if She would ever find out. As Her arms led Her around the room, it was as though She were under a spell. She wondered if He knew how She felt, if He knew what He had done to her. She had never felt this way before, this desperate to see someone again. And She found Herself hoping, praying, that He too was dancing around His room, imagining that it was Her in His arms. 

This is me praying that

This was the very first page

Not where the story line ends

My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again

These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon

I was enchanted to meet you

Catching Her breath, She collapsed on the bed, Her arms out by Her sides and a big smile on her face. Her mouth shaped His name again and again, trying it out on her tongue. She had never known a word could be so addictive. She found Herself hoping more than anything She had ever hoped for that this magical night was not the last time She would see Him. That, one day soon, She would once again see His face across a crowded room, and this time, She would stay a little longer to dance. This time, She would tell Him that He was enchanting.

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you

He sat on his windowsill, looking out at the pale moon, thinking of Her. She was nothing like anyone He had met. Her unruly light hair, Her long dress, Her tense shoulders. All He had wanted to do was ask Her to dance. Leaning His head back, He prayed that He hadn’t met Her too late. He prayed that She didn’t have somebody else. He wanted to be Hers, and He wanted Her. Opening His eyes, He spotted some movement a little distance away. He peered around to spot what was going on, and caught sight of a girl dancing in her room, framed by billowing curtains and moonlight. And He knew it was Her. And He smiled.