weeping_bluebells



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    “I’ve been lonely,” she finishes, before she can talk herself out of saying it.

    Suddenly the look on Robin’s face falls solemn, and she reaches out to put a hand on Nancy’s knee. “Hey. Me too.” She rubbed her thumb over the material of Nancy’s slacks slightly, almost imperceptibly, comfortingly. It would be comforting, if Nancy didn’t feel like every nerve ending on her knee where Robin’s hand rested was on fire. This should be normal, she thinks. This is how girls are with each other. That’s how she was with Barb, once. But this was Robin. Robin had a girlfriend. She was gay. And Nancy wasn’t--

    Blue eyes made contact with her own, and Nancy felt something inside of her ache.

    Oh.

    Maybe there were more things than just her trauma that she had been avoiding, not thinking about. She had been busy saving the world, after all. Or maybe she did have too much wine.

     

    OR - a fic where Nancy comes to terms with her sexuality and her trauma when Robin comes to visit her in Boston.

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    16 Feb 2026

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