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"You shouldn't leave your window unlocked."
Nancy's voice. Soft and strange, admonishing out of habit but nervous too, like she knew she was out of place, like she was uncertain of her authority here, in a room she'd never been in before.
"If Vecna comes after me I don't think he's coming through the window," Robin joked. It came out rough, she was barely awake and entirely confused. Nancy Wheeler was sitting on her bed. She thanked the darkness for hiding the fact that her sheets had Ninja Turtles on them. "What's going on?"
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Stranger Things Femslash Week Day 2 - Hurt/Comfort
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03 Dec 2025
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“So, if I’m such a lost cause, why the hell are you here?”
“Because I’m good at my job and I love a challenge.”
“A congressional race is not the same as a presidential.”
“I’ve managed races for congressmen, senators, governors.” She listed off breezily. “I’m interested in the big score.”
“You wanna swing your dick around and show off?” Agatha scoffed.
“Like you don’t.”
Agatha leaned in now too, challenging her. “The difference is, I don’t need to wave mine around for everybody to know how big it is.”
“Agatha,” She said, which was disrespectful given they’d only just met. “Let me run this campaign. I can make you someone America will want to vote for.”
She finally pulled away, chuckling and sitting back down. “I don’t need you for that.”
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VP Agatha has three months to run for president and begrudgingly makes Rio her campaign manager.
AKA The Veep/Scandal/West Wing AU that twitter told me to writeSeries
- Part 1 of Moves
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28 Sep 2025
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Agatha couldn’t move. It was her, she was sure of it—the dancer from the club, on the night of the last day of school. A stripper was standing in her classroom, addressing her second-graders. A stripper who, until this very moment, had been filed neatly into the category of things Agatha would never think about again. (Except that one time, when she got too drunk on the Fourth of July. And that other time, when she got too drunk on the Seventh of July, which was just a normal Tuesday.) And yet here she was, in practical jeans and a black tee, looking every inch like a competent professional.
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First ten minutes of Afternoon Delight meets...the American public school system? (THEY'RE TEACHERS)
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25 Sep 2025
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“Holy. Shit.”
Rio turns, brows raised. “What?”
Alice doesn’t answer, eyes locked on something past the crowd.
“Seriously, what is it?” Rio asks again.
Then Alice grabs her arm hard enough to nearly knock the drink out of her hand and points.
Rio follows with her eyes. And there, maybe twenty feet away, walking through a break in the crowd like some terrifying fashion shark is Agatha freaking Harkness.
“Didn’t you say your boss was straight? Then why does someone who looks exactly like her just happen to be at Pride...with what looks a whole lot like a hot, gorgeous, probably very gay date?”
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Rio lies and calls in sick so she can go to Pride on a workday.
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20 Sep 2025
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“I don’t believe you. You prefer me—“
“Compliant?” Rio stood slowly, her eyes never leaving Agatha’s face. The action put her inches away, her body heat radiating out, searing Agatha’s skin. “Obedient?”
Agatha’s hips shifted against her will, her lips parting slightly. She closed her eyes against the heady mortification that razed through her chest. She felt Rio move closer and she parted her legs without thought.
Rio stepped between them but didn’t touch, hands settling on the desk inches from Agatha’s hips and hands.
“You always were such a brat.” Rio’s breath was hot against Agatha’s ear, her voice throaty and raw and filthy. “You never knew how to do what you were told.”
Or: After five years away, a still-grieving Agatha is dragged back into the FBI and the arms of her ex-wife.
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12 Jul 2025