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lavenderstobins · 1 day
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stranger tweets part 7
[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 5.5] [part 6]
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lesbian posting for lesbian week :)
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dykelips · 2 days
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stranger things text postsss lalalala (made by me, the background images/tumblr posts are from pinterest)
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also yes there's enby robin buckley. i love enby robin buckley. great hc, 10/10. also psst i have more posts that i can't fit on here so those will be out by tomorrow!!
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most-baby · 17 hours
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most-area · 2 days
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https://jessica-172.szhdyy.com.cn/m/MvFtVWq
https://jessica-172.szhdyy.com.cn/m/MvFtVWq
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m1ndwinder · 3 days
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this is Robin camera roll, you can’t tell me otherwise
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The Vanishing of BLANK Wheeler
GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSO LUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSO LUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY GOD KNOWS MY ABSOLUTE NEED FOR IT TO BE NANCY
I care about her the normal amount...
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ssaronance · 2 days
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happy lesbian visibility week to nancy wheeler, robin buckley, chrissy cunningham, barbra holland, and el hopper !!
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astreinomane · 1 day
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Do I need to explain why this comment is FUCKING stupid in SO many ways?
I really hope not.
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claywheelr · 2 days
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When Robin see's how Will and Mike interact with each other she's gonna clock them IMMEDIATELY. turns to Steve and say's "are you seeing this?"
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lavenderstobins · 2 days
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stranger tweets part 6
[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 5.5] [part 7]
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Near-future, black mirror esque AU in which Nancy, stressed college student with loads of childhood trauma, gets recommended by her psychologist to get an emotional support robot. That's what they're called, yes. They're sold to very lonely people to pretty much look after them emotionally. Nancy has always hated the idea, and doesn't really like androids or robots of any kind. Plus, she thinks it's quite sad that she's so lonely she needs an android to keep her company. She also couldn't possibly afford it.
Her friend Steve, though, who hasn't seen her in a year despite living 15 minutes away (she has a tendency to isolate herself and use her studies as an excuse), got her one. It's a second-hand unit, a slightly older model that's seen several repair shops in the past, but it works, and it was half the price of a new one. He shows up to her apartment with the box, looking smug and proud of himself. If anything, Nancy feels insulted.
She doesn't touch the box for a few weeks, and doesn't get rid of it either, because her studies take her so much time, she can't bring herself to keep her apartment clean. When her mother visits and sees the mess she's living in, with a perfectly functional android willing to help her, she finally caves, and as soon as she's alone, she decides to see if this thing can at least help her clean up.
It surprises her that it looks so... human. Its skin is soft and warm, with all the natural imperfections of a human's skin. Same as her hair. She's dressed in old worn-out clothes, and she curls into herself, in fetal position, inside the box. Only the button under her skin on the back of her neck reveals her as an android. Nancy reads the instructions, presses there for 10 seconds, and waits.
Or she planned to wait - eight seconds in with Nancy's fingers pressed on that spot, and the android's eyes flew open. She cried out, screambled out of the box and looked around, breathing heavily and hugging herself. Her eyes fix on Nancy, look her up and down with a frown, and asks:
"Who are you?"
Nancy opens her mouth to reply, then looks down at the instructions, hoping they'd say something about this kind of scenario, and that her new robot didn't go rogue and try to kill her.
"Wait, are those my instructions?" The robot asked. She looked down. "I really don't mean to complain about my living situation going from extremely fucked to simply fucked, but that is not my original box. Mine was smaller, and it had a bunch of little dots on the side. Did they sell me again?"
The instructions said nothing about this possibility, so Nancy decided it was time to improvise.
"I... my friend got you at a garage sale, I think."
"Oh. Well, that is low, even for me," the robot said. She rubbed the back of her neck. "Should my neck hurt this much?"
Nancy blinked.
"Shouldn't you know that?"
"Honestly, I don't even know what levels of pain are normal for me. It always hurts just a little bit somewhere, like, right now, my whole spine really hurts." She laughs. "At least I think it's supposed to feel like pain? I don't think we're wired to feel pain, exactly, I mean, that would be just sadistic. Talk anti-natalism to me. But I swear this spot right here just feels really really bad. Or maybe it's anthropocentric to... perceive it as pain, don't you think? It's very existentialist, actually, the whole... perceiving thing - I bet Berkeley wrote something about it, at some point, but I haven't read him in ages."
"You read books?"
"What? Oh. Oh, uh... I - I think I'm offline? Like, I don't have access to the database, so I kinda have to do it the old-fashioned way if I want to learn somethin," she said. "It's cool, though! I like reading a lot."
"...Okay. So, um... here it says your model is..."
"Robin," the android said. Nancy looked up.
"I'm sorry?"
"That's my name," she said. "I came up with it, I - I thought it sounded nice. Do you like it?"
Nancy stared at this... thing, a million thoughs coursing through her head. The first one was a newfound understanding of her low price.
She made a movement with her head that could be understood as both a shake and a nod at the same time.
"Yeah, yeah, sure" she said, brows knit together. What the hell did Steve get her into? "It's... nice."
"Oh, thank God, because Mom and Dad hated it."
"Mom and...?"
"My first owners - Richard and Melissa, I always called them Mom and Dad. They... they, uh, they hated that, too."
Jesus Christ.
"So... Robin," Nancy said. "I was wondering if you could help me put away some of my things while I study."
"Oh! Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure." She stood there, eyes wandering, around, until they fell on Nancy's bookshelf "Holy shit, you have Dostoyevski! Is it in Russian?"
Nancy blinked, opened her mouth, took a step back and shook her head. Robin was already striding towards her bookself, tracing the spines of books with her fingers.
"Actually, why don't you read after you clean this up?"
Robin turned to see her, eyes wide and a growing smile, like a kid in a candy shop.
"I - I can read all of this?"
Nancy was going to kill Steve.
She shrugged and shook her head.
"Sure," she said. "After you clean this mess."
"Aye aye, cap!" Robin chirped, making a quick salute with her hand and getting to work.
Nancy was, for certain, going to murder Steve for making her responsible for this... thing. There was something wrong in her system, and that was very much obvious. She looked down at the instructions manual - surely there would be a way to turn her off for the night. She wouldn't want Robin to murder her in her sleep, or worse - wake her up at 4 am to talk about books.
Or she could just tell her to shut up. She was a robot, anyway. It's not like she could feel anything.
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awkwardlesbianwriter · 16 hours
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The awkward silence while staring at each other....either of this two, gay panicking inside trope:
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imfinereallyy · 8 months
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you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.
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ronanceisintheair · 1 year
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"I'm sure this has been done before"
Yes me too but I want to hear your interpretation. I want to hear your play on it. I want to see how you connect the dots, how you shift the puzzle pieces and make them fit. Show me it through your eyes.
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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 1 year
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“this ship isn’t canon” to YOU. I, however, am delusional
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