#nancy x reader

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Ummmm I will take literally anything Nancy Wheeler x reader, maybe based in the library like that one scene she had with Robin in ST4, if that’s okay.

Go absolutely nuts. Surprise me!

Why do I feel like I’m ordering at a restaurant lmfaooooo

explicit smut (18+ only), f/f, nancy wheeler x female reader, public sex (library), oral sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, light possessiveness, reader is afab

The Hawkins Public Library was empty after hours, the heavy silence broken only by the soft rustle of pages and your own shaky breathing. Nancy had you backed up against the tall shelves in the far corner, hidden between rows of forgotten encyclopedias and old newspapers. Her body pressed flush to yours, one thigh wedged firmly between your legs as she kissed you like she needed it to survive.

Her mouth was hot and demanding, tongue sliding against yours in deep strokes that left you dizzy. You moaned softly into the kiss and Nancy swallowed it down, her hands already pushing under your shirt. She tugged your bra up roughly, palming your breasts and pinching both nipples until they hardened under her fingers.

"God, you’re so sensitive," she whispered against your lips, giving another sharp twist that made your hips jerk against her thigh. "You’ve been wet for me since we got here, haven’t you?"

You nodded, unable to form words as she kissed down your neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Nancy dropped to her knees right there on the worn carpet, shoving your skirt up around your waist. She didn’t tease this time. She yanked your panties down your thighs and buried her face between your legs.

Her tongue dragged slowly through your folds, licking up the slick that had already soaked you. She groaned at the taste, the sound vibrating straight to your clit. Then she was devouring you, lips wrapped around your swollen clit while two fingers pushed inside your tight heat without warning.

"Fuck, Nancy," you gasped, one hand flying to her hair, gripping the soft waves as she fucked you with her fingers and sucked hard on your clit.

She curled her fingers perfectly, stroking that spot inside you over and over while her tongue flicked fast and relentless. The obscene wet sounds of her mouth and fingers echoed quietly between the stacks. Your thighs started to tremble. Nancy looked up at you, blue eyes dark with lust, lips shiny with your arousal, and the sight alone nearly sent you over the edge.

"You taste so fucking good," she murmured, adding a third finger and stretching you wider. She pumped them faster, curling harder, sucking your clit in steady pulses until your orgasm crashed through you.

You came hard, biting your lip to stay quiet, hips grinding desperately against her face as waves of pleasure rolled over you. Nancy didn’t stop. She kept licking and fucking you through it, drawing out every last shudder until your legs felt like jelly.

When she finally pulled back, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up, kissing you deeply so you could taste yourself on her tongue. Her fingers stayed buried inside you, slowly pumping through the aftershocks.

Before you could catch your breath, Nancy spun you around, pressing your chest against the shelves. She kicked your feet apart and hiked your skirt up again. Her hand returned between your legs from behind, rubbing your sensitive clit in tight circles while her other hand reached around to squeeze your breast.

"You’re still so wet," she breathed against your ear, voice husky. "Think you can come again for me?"

You whimpered in response, pushing back against her hand. Nancy chuckled softly and slid three fingers back into your dripping pussy, thrusting deep and steady. The new angle had you moaning louder, the shelves creaking faintly as you rocked against them. She pressed her body flush to your back, hips grinding against your ass while she fucked you harder.

"Come on, baby. Let me feel you squeeze around my fingers again."

Her thumb found your clit and rubbed fast. Your second orgasm hit even harder than the first, legs shaking violently as you clenched around her. Nancy kept fucking you through it, murmuring filthy praise against your neck until you were gasping and oversensitive.

She finally eased her fingers out and turned you back around, pulling you into a slower, deeper kiss. Her hands roamed gently over your body now, fixing your clothes with surprisingly tender touches.

Nancy rested her forehead against yours, both of you breathing hard.

wlw TW: smut, dom, praises.

Context: you and Nancy were dating, you two got along wery well.. especially in the bedroom, it was simple, you begged and she gives you eagerly.

"Nancy.. I need you" You say, your voice already needy it was almost pathetic.

"You have me..Im all yours baby" She says as she kisses you softly.

"No..No I mean..I need..you" You say, trying to me her understand what you needed from her.

Nancy pulls back just far enough to meet your gaze "Is that so?" She asks, her signature smirk back on her pretty face.

You nod, you could beg is she asks, which she probably will.

"Yes, please, I need you.." You say,

"What do you need baby, use your words and tell me" She says, her fingers brushing sightly against your inner thigh.

"Anything..your fingers, your mouth.. whatever just please touch me" You say, there you were, begging.

Nancy's eyes darken a bit at those desperate words, her pupils dilated. It's like you've given her a new power and she's drunk on it. Her fingers brushing back and forth against your underwear.

"You're soaked already.." She says, the words are filthy and yet somehow worshipful at once.

"Yes.. I'm soak, all for you..please Nance..more" You say, your voice breaking at the edge of desire, your back arching off to feel more than just the teasing touch she's giving you.

"Fuck.." she swears before one of her hand pins your hip firmly against the wall while two of her Fingertips slide Inside with a slow and torturous pressure. "You always feel so good around my fingers baby.." She praises, her thumb finds your clit in quick circles. "More?" She asks, her gaze locked on your face, watching ever twitch of pleasure, but also checking up on you".

"More.." You say as you nod, "please" you add, she presses her fingers a bit more inside of you.

The scene was obscene, the noises of the slick back and forth of her fingers and your whimpers filling the room.

Nancy's breath hitches as she watches you unravel beneath her, you whimpers, the wet sounds of her fingers moving in and out of you, the way your body clenches around them.

"Look at you", she murmurs with a mix of awe and flithy admiration. "You're taking my fingers so well.. clenching around them like the desperate littl thing that you are". She says.

"Tell me when" She adds, speedin up just slightly, her fingers pumping Inside of you faster, and deeper Inside of you.

"When what..? When to finger fuck me so good I'll come around your pretty long fingers while they fill me up so deep?" You ask, arching up.

Nancy shudders, her own hips jerking against the air like yours as she takes in your filthy words. Her fingers suddently press a bit deeper and curl, as if to show you how deep she can really go, causing you to whine her name, your head thowing back against the wall.

"I asked for a different kind of answer", she whispers huskily. "Not a description of what i was already doing. I said tell me when. When to push you over the edge sweeheart" She adds.

"Oh.. now..now!" You moan as you feel her fingers deep Inside of you, her flithy words making your pussy clenches around her fingers.

"Come on, let me feel it, let me see it" she says, as she pumps into that sweet spot over and over again. Her thumb rubs fast circles around your clit while her fingers keep fucking up Inside of you without pause.

You were soak, dripping around her fingers. With a final moan of her name you came around her fingers.

"Look at that.. so pretty" she says, pulling her fingers out of you, your slick coating her fingers before she brings them to her mouth and lick them clean.

wlw, angry confession.

Context : For a moment now, you started to developped some feelings for Nancy, your best friend. You were tryint to hide it, afraid of rejection.. of what she would think of you, her bestfriend crushing on her, and you thought you were pretty good at it, until she confronted you.

"I don't understand.. what changed?" She asks, "I know something did change but I can't figure it out, and I hate not understanding". She adds, looking at you, her expression a mix of hurt and confusion.

"Im sorry Nancy.. it's complicated" You just say, nt wanting to say too much.

"Why..? Why can't you tell me? You use to tell e everything!" She says, looking at you, trying to read you".

"It's not your fault..just please Nancy Don't go down that road" You say, softly, like a part of you wanted her to know.

Nancy stiffens, her expression hardening as if bracing for impact, what your words would cause. "Too late, I'm already on that road".

"I can't tell you" You say.

"Why?" She starts, raising her voice. "You act like you can't stand being around me anymore, you barely look at me, let alone talk to me!" She snaps.

"I know.." You say, you had no excuse, what she said is true, you just didn't know how to do it.

"That's it? just "I know"? We're friend for god's sake does that even mean aything to you anymore?" She asks, you could hear that she was mad, also hurt.

"That's the problem Nancy! I don't want to be friends!" You snap.

"What..?" She asks

"No..not that way.." You start, "I Don't want to be just friend" You clarify.

Nancy's face circle through shock, disbelief and something very close to relief.

"God finally" she finally says, half fond and half exasperate.

"What..?" You ask, from all the reactions you imaged you would get that is not one of them.

"I have been waiting for that moment for months." She says. "I loved you from the moment I saw you, I just.. didn't know what to do about it" She adds.

"How about kissing me?" You suggest, only half joking.

Nancy's eyes widen,her body freezing for half a second like she can't believe you just said that Then with zero hesitation she garbs your face and pulls you in, her lips crashing against yours, the kiss is messy, hungry and desperate, all those months she loved you from afar pouring into that kiss.

"Was that good enough for you?" She asks as she pulls away slightly.

"Hm.. I don't know, do it again" You say, teasing as you smile.

What is your ideal date setting? probably an arcade or carnival/theme park then dinner after and probably go to a park or something after to chill :))

What is your favorite song? current fav songs (plural) are: been like this by Doja Cat going under by Evanescence 3:16AM by Jhené Aiko

Which movie brings you comfort? interstellar or coraline

Which fandom would you want your date to be from? (Choose a # from the list below) stranger things or if possible supernatural

What is your favorite snack/dessert? chocolate chip cookies

Is there a specific gender you prefer to be paired with? i dont mind either !!

Thank you @4yoonz for your submission to be set up on a blind date.

Based on your responses, Cupid is pairing you with Nancy Wheeler!

Getting out of Hawkins for an evening was exactly what you needed after a long week. You decided to check out a new theme park that opened about an hour from town. Apparently, lots of Hawkins residents had the same idea because when you arrived, you spotted at least five familiar faces in the span of ten minutes. However, the one that caught your eye was Nancy Wheeler, who was sitting alone on a bench, enjoying a chocolate chip cookie.

You always thought she was cute with her curly hair and preppy outfits, but were too shy to tell her since Steve, Jonathan, and Robin were usually within earshot. However, when you locked eyes across the park, she waved to you. You invited Nancy to join you on a water ride nearby, and she gladly agreed. The ride was intense, and the two of you ended up soaked. However, neither of you cared because you were too busy giggling and making dinner plans. As the sound of Nancy's laughter filled your ears, you couldn't think of a better way to end the week.

Probably somewhere fun but we can still be to ourselves yk? The fair, movies, etc.

* What is your favorite song? Earrings by Malcom Todd

* Which movie brings you comfort? Flipped (2010)

* Which fandom would you want your date to be from?
(Choose a # from the list below) #5

* What is your favorite snack/dessert? Green grapes

* Is there a specific gender you prefer to be paired with? No

Thank you @damiiworld for your submission to be set up on a blind date.

Based on your responses, Cupid is pairing you with Nancy Wheeler!

Nancy was working hard as a reporter for a well-established publishing company, which was what she always wanted, but after a long week of work, she wanted nothing more than to relax. A trip to the movies was ideal because she knew that you'd be there too. When she arrived to buy her ticket, you were about to go inside to watch a romantic comedy, so she struck up small talk with hopes of getting to sit next to you in the theater. She may have been a well respected journalist, but one-on-one interactions with attractive people still left her tongue-tied.

Luckily for Nancy, you were equally smitten by her. As she nervously rambled on about the movie she was about to go see, you couldn't help but admire how beautiful her hair looked and how the light glistened upon her earrings. You invited her to sit with you, and the smile she gave you could rival that of any star upon the big screen. Nancy was glad that she decided to come to the movies after all because even the hardest working reporter in Hawkins needed a break once in a while.

Steve x Nancy x Male Reader Takes place during season 5, after the Jancy breakup Warnings: Oral (m receiving), ass slapping, ass eating, p in v, anal, breading kink A/n: the ending sucks k

"You two seem eager huh?" You exclaim in a teasing tone, fully knowing what was about to happen. As soon as the door closes Nancy pulls you towards her, as your lips crash into each other as your tongues dance eagerly inside your mouths.

The kiss breaks with a gasp as Steve pulls you towards him, "can't forget me." Your tongue reaches deep in his mouth as Nancy's lips explore his neck. Nancy suddenly gasps your hand goes down on her right cheek, the stinging pain soiling her underwear.

In that moment all of you knew the clothes were going to come off now. First it was you, your shirt was taken off with both Steve and Nancy following.

You all took your positions for the first round. Steve on the bed, lying on his back, with Nancy in the middle and you in the very behind.

"Jeez your big Steve~" Nancy cooes at the size of Steve's cock as he grunts due to Nancy grabbing the base of his cock. Nancy gives the tip a little kiss before slowly taking it inside her mouth. Nancy moans as you rub against her ass before you spread the mounds of meat apart.

"Pretty." You tease seeing her hole. Your tongue lapped at the entrance, dancing around the rim with such expertise. Your tongue slowly punctured the opening, causing her to gasp into Steve's cock. "How does the ass taste?" Steve asks to which you give him a thumbs up, the teasing causing Nancy to go harder.

Steve's cock rubs against the walls of her mouth, as it reaches the back. You thrust your tongue inside her hole in a rythem whilst gripping her ass hard. "Fuck~! Nance your doing so good~" Steve cries out in pleasure. Steve's cock starts to twitch inside Nancy's mouth as they realize what's about to happen.

"Nance..! I am gonn-" before Steve could finish, he climaxes hard, releasing his seed inside her mouth as Nancy pulls out.

You then started to thrust your tongue in and out of Nancy ass, harder causing her to let out soft and broken moans, most likely wanting to keep her voice down to not alert anyone outside the room. However, you didnt care about her noise, all you cared about at that time was opening up Nancy tight hole. You precisely licked every wall you could and shoved your head deeper within the crevice of Nancy's ass.

She grips the sheets, her tongue falling out of her mouth as she feels the pleasure building in her stomach, she's close...

With a final thrust of your tongue, she orgasms, as slurp up her juices.

"You ready for the real deal?~" You tease, seductively to which Nancy nods.

Steve and You slowly enter your cocks to her holes, going slow to ensure not much pain is caused. "Need a minute Nance?" "You both can start."

The thrusts are slow at first but soon get faster and rougher. Steve grabs one of Nancy's breasts, his thumb rubbing against her sensitive nipple.

Nancy felt both your cocks twitching, which meant you both were close.

"Don't pull out. Don't fucking pull out..! Come in me, fu-fucking breed me like a slut.!" Nancy shouted, clearly not caring about the noise anymore.

NANCY IN DRAG .

SYNOPSIS . you finally have time to be with nancy outside campus. she plans a very stupid yet fun idea for both of you to do: setting the fun and light atmosphere she was trying to achieve. though all of that's meaningless now that both of you get stuck in a sticky situation.

PAIRING . internalized homophobia!nancy wheeler x fem!reader

WARNINGS . NOT PROOFREAD. angst, mentions of men (specifically steve), doomed yuri, homophobia (nancy’s indenial), societal issues, situationships suck

W.C . 1.8k

a/n: guys be warned … this might be so corny. and it’s my first time uploading my work! so fingers crossed that u guys would like it

“hello?” you knock on the wheelers’ door, your hand playing with the strap of your bag.

you see the door open, revealing a very happy nancy wheeler. she shrieks, “you’re here!” and pulls you for a hug.

“yes. i’m here.” your words get muffled, getting squished by her tight hug.

she pulls back, and tells you to come in. you enter her house after closing the door. she waits for you and holds your hand, “follow me, i have a great plan.”

nancy guides you to the way of her room, sprinting. you haven’t seen her this excited before—atleast until now. she’s rushing like she’s chasing her physics teacher to submit her thesis on time. maybe because it’s your first time hanging out with her other than being in school.

once you both arrive the room, she immediately locks the door. you tlit your head, “do you really have to lock it?”

she walks away from the door, “siblings tend to spy. especially mike.”

you shrug and turn to look at her bedroom. it’s… pretty. the walls are light pink and the other parts of it are covered with picture frames: big and small, and a tom cruise poster. her items are neatly organized, just like how you’d imagined.

you then look at her bed, seeing clothes on top of her teal bed sheets you would never expect nancy would own. slightly over-sized suits and ties, sunglasses, with leather jackets.

“you own these?” you ask her, a bit taken aback.

“obviously not.” she chuckles at how your jaw drops. “i borrowed it from my dad, which leads us to my plan.” she takes the leather jacket, waving it at you.

“uhh..” you trail off, still confused. “yeah, don’t know.”

nancy sighs, but her smile is still wavering. “you really are a slowpoke. what i meant is that we’ll dress up as boys.”

she throws the leather jacket at you, and you catch it, stumbling. “so, dress up! let’s see who can be the next perfect hunky man in hawkins high.”

you grinned, “oh, i think this will be only a challenge for you.”

nancy gasps in mock-offense. “wow, you think I can’t be handsome?”

“come onn. a pretty lady can’t possibly be a manly jock.” you giggled, trolling her to see that pout she’d always do whenever she gets annoyed.

“oh, i’m so going to prove you wrong.” she crossed her arms, her face leaning close to yours.

“sure, whatever you say, wheeler.” you whisper, copying her movements.

“ugh! okay, let’s focus and actually start.” she leans back, smiling widely as her excitement explodes in her heart.

a few minutes later and you both are actually focused on winning this stupid game that nancy thought of. you’re at the left side, trying to copy that tom cruise poster by eyeing on it time to time.

for nancy, she’s trying to slick her hair back—trying to style it the way steve harrington would. she mutters, “god, who knew styling men’s hair would be hard?”

“i don’t think so at all wheeler. but keep going, i guess.” you answered, giving yourself a pat in the back for being a step ahead.

“i have curls, y/n!”

“you’ll live!” you put on the leather jacket you caught earlier, finalizing your outfit.

nancy rolls her eyes playfully, huffing at how complicated her hair’s becoming.

—

“show me, wheeler!” you shout, your hands catching the padded shoulders of her suit to keep her from turning away.

nancy shrieks and laugh, “no! i look stupid!” turning away from you.

“come on! let me be the judge of it!” you chuckle, and finally nancy turns around to look at you.

she’s… wow. manly looking, atleast.

she tied her hair into a bun, leaving on her side bangs. the bun’s covered with a fancy hat, perfect for her outfit—a dark brown suit and tie. her pants big on her, the black belt holding on.

you opened your mouth—then held your laugh—swallowed it and replaced it with a smile. “ugh, don’t look at me like that.” she flushes her face, like this wasn’t her plan in the first place. but little did you know—you were getting lost. this was supposed to be dumb joke—yet you’re staring at nancy’s transformation like the world stopped.

her eyes slowly blinking at you with that cute pout she does. “this is weird”, you thought to yourself. why is your heart beating so fast? why is your breath hitching? it’s like you’re drawn to nancy’s male version.

if you did have to think and imagine about it: a boy version of nancy wheeler—clean, organized, hair absolutely spent precious time on, clothes with different shades of pastel, and smart. what if that guy shows up to you at class and asks for an extra ballpen with that same sweet tone nancy has? what if that guy makes great essays and has a small notebook of mental notes about you just like how nancy does?

you would love it.

you’d fall in love with him.

but he’s not real. he doesn’t exist. and that’s a bummer.

“you actually look handsome.” you chuckled.

“and you, look like tom cruise on a budget.” she pointed out, smirking.

you wear the cool sunglasses, your eyebrows wagging at her. “i’ll pretend you didn’t say that.”

you both then go to the mirror, making poses, doing ‘manly’ dialogues and creating scenes like you would see in an action movie. nancy plays the music on her boombox, then suddenly you guys are on the bed, bouncing, dancing—acting crazy.

“tom cruise, you having fun?” nancy says in a deep voice.

“sure i am.” you cleared your throat to copy her husky voice, “but watch out!” you took nancy’s pillow and hit her.

“hey!” she gasps, the hat falling off from her head.

“i told ya to watch out.” you giggled.

“that is it, cruise!” she yells in her stupid deep voice. she gets a pillow aswell, hitting you.

the room was now filled with echoes of yells and cries—nancy absolutely dominating and hitting you many times on the face while you try to take cover. “not fair! mr. wheeler!” she laughs evilly, “you started it.”

she continues to strike you, and then you stumble, your heart stopping as you felt like you were about to fall down. but nancy’s fast reflexes grabbed you by the arm, pulling you back up. “i saved your life.”

“after beating me up? i don’t think so.” you raised an eyebrow.

you then sit down, and nancy follows you suit. both of you are trying to get your breath after the pillow fight, the song only blasting up in the room.

“you know, i think you would be a great boyfriend.” you break the silence, muttering.

“really?” her eyes shine. “yeah—i mean, why wouldn’t you be?” you scoffed, your mind already loading up an infinite amount of reasons to use. “you’re serious but can take a break, you aren’t a messy person, you’re not a prick and… you could understand anyone no matter how hard it gets.” you confessed, but nancy’s too oblivious to know that you really mean it. too oblivious to see your hands slightly shaking.

“awhh,” she coos, smiling softly at you. “and if i were a man, I’d immediately fall in love with you and your stupid comments.”

“what?” you stuttered, your cheeks flushing.

nancy’s eyes widen and straightens her back. “no. don’t get me wrong!” she splutters. “i have steve, and i’m happy with him.”

“no, no. i get it. don’t worry.” you force out a chuckle. you couldn’t help but feel your own heart ache at nancy’s words. it was a slap back to reality. where steve’s the one who accompanies her in every hallway, where steve’s the one who brings flowers, where steve’s her tom cruise and you’re the side character no one cares about. it’s a shame to know, even though they’ve been dating since first term.

“yeah, i know you do. i don’t know why I panicked.” she mumbles, shaking her head.

“well, you only panic when there’s a lot in your mind.” you painfully grinned, shaking off that heavy feeling that’s carrying you.

she huffs, “it’s just, me and steve… i don’t think he knows what i want.”

you listen in silence. “it’s like—he thinks he understands me, but really he’s just making things up in his mind and act that i’m okay.”

“well, did you try talking to him?” you questioned.

“I tried.” she pauses, contemplating if she should tell everything or just leave the other parts out. “it just ends up with him and i making out.”

“go dump him.” you advise, and scoot closer to her. “you deserve someone who will love you inside and outside. someone who will listen to you. not cut you off for his own pleasures.” you get her hand, caressing it softly.

“that’s the best thing you can do. free yourself.” you smile.

she meets your gaze, and holds your hand back. “i can’t.” your smile fades.

“why?” your throat running dry.

“i’m scared of..” she cuts herself off. “never mind, forget it.”

“tell me, wheeler.” you gently pleaded, squeezing her hand.

she’s breaking down. her eyes didn’t want to meet with yours, feeling a sense of shame. she can’t admit it, not to you. “i can’t.”

“i’m not leaving you, no matter what.” you reassure her, eyes softening at nancy’s tears building up.

“i just cant.” she blinks, making those tears fall down. “i don’t want to be alone.”

“you’re never alone.” you shushed, pulling her for a hug. she hugs back and buries her face on the leather jacket. you pull back—staring at her glassy eyes. you both just looked at each other, until you pull her by her necktie—to kiss her lips. quickly, and gently.

nancy stays quiet. but her face shows that she’s trying to process everything. her eyes widened, lips slightly quivering at what you did—afraid. “what—“

“i know this might not be the best time ever to confess—“

nancy cuts you off, her lip quivering. “yeah, it is. in fact this is disgusting. i can’t believe you just kiss me.” she immediately pulls you away from her.

your heart feels like it’s about to sink. “i thought you…”

“what? kiss you back? because i have some big crush on you?”

silence.

“shit. sorry. i should go.” nancy blinks, she managed to say these last words that sure punched your gut. “just, don’t go near to me anymore.” she breathes out, crying even more.

“i’m really sorry. that was a mistake.” you stood up from the bed.

“just get out of here.” nancy snaps at you.

you take off the leather jacket and put your clothes inside your bag. you ran away from the door with the tom cruise outfit.

there is no more hope left for you. you just had to make things worse between you and nancy.

you conclude you have to go stag for no one can ever see you the same way anymore. they’ll see as the freak who kissed a girl—and worse, steve might kill you in front of everyone and no one would care. the last thing you would probably see is steve’s bruised and bloody fist aiming right at you. you won’t ever see her again.

won’t do study sessions like you both always do. and never see her in drag anymore.

totally don’t have a draft about it..