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@theguilt
“sorry. i know i smell like pizza grease ‘cuz uhh... well -” her eyes fell to down her uniform with an awkward chuckle. the funny little pizza logo embroidered just above her chest. the amount of smell that can stick to a person after a couple hours is astonishing. “want a coupon?” she sheepishly offered.
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𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶, 𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶, @theguilt, ♡
FRIENDS. childhood friends / work friends / family friends / recently friends / turning antagonistic / turning into something romantic / stable / falling apart / friendship of need / friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends / coworkers / partners / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / newly entered / soulmates / skinny love / unrequited from my muses side / unrequited from your muses side / friends with benefits / awkward / fading / turning toxic / toxic and destructive / other?
FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond / older sibling figure to your muse / younger sibling figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / other .
ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves / dangerous to others / unpredictable / passionate / rivals / petty / developing into a sexual tension / developing into a romantic tension / based off family matters / based of circumstance / based of professional matters / based of misunderstandings or lies / other .
@theguilt. . .
[ fear ] sender finds receiver having a nightmare
something is behind you. tiptoed, baited breath, there’s nothing but red rain and gleaming gray and black as far as the eye can see and something is behind you ; a bruised horizon, broken blood vessels beneath each staggered footfall and the stretch of his own flesh over too - small - too - big - too - much bones, and in this moment, will knows without a shadow of a doubt this isn’t something he can outrun. he can’t outhide it either, day after day spent peeling back layers of broken skin and dirt to bury himself in, it can’t last. he’s stretched too thin, too wide, overheated and shivering sweat from every pore, water for starving soil. it swallows whatever he can give and more, desperate, hungry, a gut - wrenching growl that pangs in his own stomach. the sound wabbles and warps around him, bends the light from red to black to red again, christmas - light cadence from R to U to N to the next trembling exhale dropped from fumbling lips, gone cold against the shell of his ear— he freezes. the footsteps behind him go silent as if they were his own.
no. no, no, non - syllable torn from crumpled - up lungs, and he feels it again along the back of his neck. “ . . .no, ” pleads aloud, head lulling more than shaking, desperate, hungry, cut up and flayed open for all to see but him, your voice, and it’s coming from behind you. something warm grabs him by the arm.
there’s a moment in which he doesn’t move, corpse - stiff and hypothermic, still as ice before it finally cracks, and it cracks all at once. kicking and screaming ; he doesn’t realize he still can until he opens his mouth and something animal comes out. [ good, that’s good, last time there was nothing. ] he half - expects his body to seize and his eyes to roll back in their sockets, blinking and burning, but instead they’re wide and overflowing, drip - dropping on aching knuckles wrapped white around jacket sleeves. blinking and burning, a light like a halo silhouettes a dawning half - familiar face. steve harrington. pale as the dead and just as wide - eyed as him, he can just barely make out the mixed sounds of their breathing and an idling engine over the blood beating in his ears. “ what— ” non - syllable— STOP. swallow. start over. “ what’s going on ? ”
@theguilt said . . . “ you’re cold. ”
they make their way through familiar terrain, walking with haste as they navigate the empty streets of a twisted version of hawkins — a dark mirror image that leaves her unsettled by the uncanniness of it all. every time she thinks she’s seen it all, she’s presented with a new horror. and maybe this isn’t a monster ready to attack, but it’s the place these creatures are born from and it looks an awful lot like home.
her stride is half of his, but motivation has her keeping up with his pace, the others close behind. they have a singular destination in mind — her home. there, they can take refuge while they arm themselves. she’s prepared for this — all stocked up and ready to fight. with the things she’s seen, well, she never wants to be the damsel in distress again. she never wants to lose another person that means so much to her because the wool has been pulled over her eyes. she’s never seen more clearly than tonight.
steve’s voice pulls her out of deep thought, her gaze traveling to meet his. “ huh? ” it takes a moment to register, brow furrowed as she thinks. “ oh. ” now that he mentions it, she finally takes notice of her shaking hands and the way she can see her breath every time she exhales. “ i guess i am . . . didn’t realize. ” if time was rewound, back to when things were far more simple, and they had far less complicated problems, this is the moment where he’d offer her his jacket. but things aren’t simple anymore. life hasn’t been easy since the moment she lost barb. “ maybe it’ll be warmer inside. we really should hurry up. ”
That moment when you give up, mentally apologize to your phone, unplug it from the charger and roll over
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