Feb 3, 2023
❛ you are so dead . ❜
@harringtohn 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 .
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❛ you are so dead . ❜
@harringtohn 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 .
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IT'S NOT LIKE THIS HAD BEEN THE INTENTION. where @harringtohn went, so did she. eddie was safe, he would remain so for now, but she'd be damned if she let anyone she cared for explore this shitshow alone. besides, something in her looks at these surroundings, the darkness and the screeching of monsters, and it itches for a fight. aches for the feeling of knuckles making impact. part of that scares her, but it's something she can put to good use.
' SO. GUESS WE'RE STUCK HERE FOR A WHILE. ' there's a crowd of bats around the trailer. far too many for her to deal with magickally without drawing more attention. ' we might as well get to exploring. ' fingers pry into the dirt, searching for roots. the trees whisper secrets to witches who ask nicely enough, even here. it's a safer way to choose a route, to ask where it is quiet. or, perhaps, simply quieter. ' just... stick close to me, ok? you smell human, i don't. '
@harringtohn
Mid afternoon on a gloomy Tuesday at the auto shop was slow. Snail on the sidewalk, molasses in December, old lady reading out bingo numbers slow. But the shop needed to be open for it’s normal business hours regardless, and RJ wanted to get as many hours as he could. Even if it was so boring that he was replaying old hockey games in his head while trying to balance his chair on one leg just to stay awake.
So at the telltale crunch of gravel, he was nearly thanking his lucky stars as he hopped out from behind the front desk to welcome his new customer -- faltering only slightly when it was a former Hawkins High classmate. He wasn’t clueless about the ‘king’, they'd ran in similar jock circles back in school but never really crossed paths, but he never really paid to much attention to anything but his grades and his own teammates. Still, he definitely wasn’t expecting the old beat up car that was now parked outside. Something like a shiny red hotrod was more what he figured the other would drive.
But the initial surprise was quick to fade and RJ stepped out onto the gravel lot with a cordial smile to do his job. “Hey, uh, Harrington right? How’s it goin’?”
@harringtohn asked: ( tongue ) for the sender to lick a part of the receiver’s body.
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@harringtohn
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💕🥺💕 right back at you!!
“ hey, i got you . ” - for nancy
@harringtohn
Nancy looked up towards them. She wrapped her arms around them and rested her head on their chest. "Just, please don't go anywhere." She whispered. "I don't want you to go. I just want you to stay forever."
𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪 ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳 .
@harringtohn asked: of course it hurt , of course it fucking hurt .
DUSTIN WENT QUIET AS SOON AS HE HEARD the bite in their tone. They didn’t raise their voice with him, but that bite was enough to make him wince. The last thing he wanted to do was put Steve through any bad memories. Let it be physical or mental. So much had happened to all of them that it was hard to keep track of what still hurt and what didn’t. Nor was it easy to tell when someone might be in a bit of a mood. It was clear that Steve was in one of those moods. Again, Dustin couldn’t blame them.
WITH A HEAVY SIGH, DUSTIN TOOK A SEAT across from them. His own head tilted, exhaustion clearly written across young features. He knew that himself wasn’t the same since everything. However, this wasn’t about Dustin right now. His attention and care was all on Steve, “ Sorry. Did you even get yourself looked at? Like since we’ve been back? ” blues glanced at their neck where he could see the faint scarring.