#courtofmuses

the holidays were weird now, lost their magic a few years back when his aunt and uncle stopped coming from Chicago, no more holiday magic of his dad pretending he actually gave a shit, they still always made it home for the holidays, god forbid the town talk be of how the harrington's left that fallen son all alone. no, daniel harrington was smarter than that. steve pieced together enough over the last few months of actually getting to know billy to know that the holidays weren't exactly all sunshine and rainbows in the hargrove-mayfield home either. which is why he is so intent on them making their own holiday traditions, although convincing billy of this, was proving a challenge.

@courtofmuses / alina

i’ll be getting over you my whole life.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌. They shouldn't bother him. That she would wish to get over him at all, it should carry no impact to him. He'd used her for what he needed, and while it could have backfired--

❝ Then I made a lasting impression. ❞ He smirks, with an almost self-knowing, self-satisfied expression crossing his face. ❝ I told you once, Alina. There are no others like us. And there never will be. ❞

She might have clung to her tracker, to her otkazat'sya past that she harbors, but it is false. All of it.

🐝  *  ―  let’s bring some more positivity to the rpc by brightening someone’s day ! anonymously or not, send 💕 or ( ‘HEART’ ) for me to randomly pick one of my mutuals and write at least two things about why i love seeing them on my dash, writing with them, talking to them, etc.

@theolderhenderson is an incredible writer and has such an amazingly written OC that I enjoy seeing them on my dash so much. Oh? See what I did there, missie? Good. You're one of the first to adopt my bean into your world and I thoroughly enjoy writing with you because our muses just have insane chemistry. You're such a sweetie, too!

@courtofmuses is another fantastic multimuse blog that I adore so much; not only can they write so many different voices (canon and OC) so well, they're talented in graphic design too! I screamed in joy when I saw that they made me new graphics and I love eahc and every thread. Thank you for feeding me such loveliness and also for giving me my first real interactions with a Dustin.

☾⋆ ‒‒‒‒‒ "Totally cheesy.~" She's teasing of course, it's actually really sweet that he's gone to so much trouble to get the plastic mistletoe and seek her out. Who would have thought Eddie Munson would go to such lengths for a kiss? "But you're right, I don't mind."

    send me   ‘ mistletoe ’   for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse.

@courtofmuses​ asked:  ‘ mistletoe ’  (Billy)

                    A   SMALL   TOWN   MEANT   HOME-LIKE   DIRECTIONS   ALL   OVER   THE   TOWN.   In   the   stores,   down   the   streets,   pretty   much   everywhere.   That   even   meant   mistletoe   hung   in   public   places.   A   cute   idea   for   couples   that   stop   at   the   park’s   small   decorative   gazebo.   Or,   walking   with   a   love   interest   in   hopes   that   this   small   hanging   item   would   change   the   outcome   for   the   better.   It   was   cheesy   of   Hawkins   to   do,   but   ultimately   brought   happiness   to   the   metalhead.   He   couldn’t   lie   to   himself   when   he   saw   the   red,   green,   white,   and   gold   directions   that   he   wasn’t   happy.   

            WALKING   OUTSIDE   WITH   BILLY   BECAME   A   PASTIME   THAT   EDDIE   THAT   he   hoped   Billy   enjoyed   too.   Walking   around   their   small   town   with   his   dog   at   his   side...   It   was   pleasant.   Fresh   air   on   their   faces,   letting   their   minds   become   empty   as   they   took   in   the   sights   Hawkins   had   to   offer.   Surprisingly,   it   had   lots   of   beautiful   scenes.   Again,   Eddie   just   hoped   Billy   had   some   sense   of   relaxation   too.   He   was   the   one   that   needed   more   help   healing   out   of   the   two.   

            PERHAPS   IT   WAS   SUBCONSCIOUSLY   THAT   HE   BROUGHT   THE   THREE   OF   them   here.   The   park's   gazebo   decked   out   in   red   and   gold.   Seats   along   the   sides   for   people   to   sit   if   they   wished.   Eddied   breathed   in,   hands   in   his   jacket   pockets,   and   breathed   out.   His   breath   was   visible   against   the   cold   air.   Does   saw   something   out   of   sight,   and   glanced   upwards   to   see...   mistletoe.   Of   course.   He   knew   it   would   be   there   after   all   the   years   he   had   spent   in   Hawkins   it   was   always   there.