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thinking about revamping my multi and moving my st. girls over there :eyes:

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i miss fran :(

[strcngergirls]

independent roleplay blog for maren yearly of bones and all. penned by elfie.

primarily book-based, with verses from movie & more. *carrd here 18+ dark content present, trigger warnings under the cut!

because of the nature of this character and the source material, trigger warnings are important and reader’s discretion is advised. posts most likely won’t be tagged since it’s a constant theme in the muse’s life, so if gore, death, murder, cannibalism, etc are your triggers, please don’t follow! 

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i miss writing fran :'(

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“Not really. But I appreciate the effort.” Francine knew he meant well but she was far too caught up in her own thoughts to have her mind changed. Maybe it was different for him. Maybe he hadn’t seen things like she did. Fran had seen things happen before they happened, had the ability to change them, and didn’t. She told herself it was inevitable. One or both of them would die eventually, but she didn’t expect Ricky’s death to be indirectly her fault. If she had stepped in front of him, if her feet hadn’t locked up before the gun fired, she could’ve saved him.

“Is it weird that I look forward to dying? It’s the one thing that I couldn’t possibly know, not even Brenner could know, and that’s oddly comforting.” It wasn’t as though she were itching to take a long walk off of a short ledge any time soon, but she didn’t fear the inevitability of death like she used to. Her yearning for survival had been renewed thanks to Dr. Brenner and, out of pure spite, she was determined to live as long as possible. Or until she could see proper justice.

                    ❛ True. My ability to comfort people has always left much to be desired. ❜ It isn't as if he means to hurt people when they're already hurting, but he also isn't one to lean into comfortable lies. The truth may hurt, but it's still the truth. ❛ I think time is a straight line; it's a constantly onward march towards death. There is no other place to wind up. That being said? I think you can be happy on your ride. Just because you understand that you're going to die, it doesn't mean you have to be miserable about it. So while time remains immovable, it feels as if you're weaving around it. Does that help any? ❜

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“I… Yeah, same.” It felt like the majority of the past few years had been spent worrying. About the kids, the town, her friends, and the fate of her town, and much less on her own wellbeing. She liked to think she was good at maintaining relationships, but if Barb was anything to go by, Nancy felt like she didn’t deserve any other friends. “Feels like a lifetime ago when we were just sending in college applications and sneaking out to go to the movies.”

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"Me too." Steve sighed, even with Dustin and the kids...He always felt so alone. "I just, I miss you..."

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“Exactly. If the writing was good enough, we’d figure it out in time to save the town.” A sour laugh escaped her, fully realizing how ridiculous she must’ve sounded. even if their lives were a horror movie, Fran’s not so certain it would’ve been a box office success. If anything, it would’ve been one of those crappy top-shelf VHS tapes at the local video store. Not a cult classic and not an award winner by any means.

“Me?” Francine let out a breathy laugh. How did she tell the truth without sounding completely insane? Sure, everyone had been through some type of trauma caused by this town, whether it were the mall incident or actual Hell breaking loose. Yet, her story still felt fantastical in a world where nothing seemed impossible anymore. “Oh, you know… Just intuition, or whatever.”

“You’re not wrong at all,” Ally agreed, shaking her head a bit and then chewing on her lip. “At least if it were a true horror film, we’d be able to figure out a motive, and a list of who was next, and then guess the ending before it happened,” she smiled a little, but she sobered a little bit. “A curse almost sounds more on the nose…” Besides, there was more than just monsters–apparently there were other things at play.

Ally took a breath and looked over at Francine, glad that she didn’t think that she was crazy. Then again, they’d all been through some shit she was sure, just probably everyone else more than her. Her story was devastating of course, but more to her than to most people around her.

“So…can I ask what tipped YOU off?” Ally asked her slowly.

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Most days, Nancy tries her best to be a good sister. She’d drive Mike to the movies or to the arcade if he needed, and she’d even offered to pick up Holly to school on occasion. But cleaning her brother’s room wasn’t something was eagerly volunteering for. Teenage boys were gross and, quite frankly, Michael was the epitome of a teenage boy.

She made quick work of changing out of her pajamas and clipping her hair up off her neck. Hopefully his room wouldn’t take too long and she prayed that it wouldn’t be too disgusting, either. But as she opened her door again, she noticed a small shimmer in front of her, but not before colliding with the thin layer of plastic wrap. It clung to her cheek and tangled in her hair, eliciting a grumble as she swatted it away from her face.

“Very funny, Mike.” Her voice carried down the hallway as she balled the plastic in her hands. Making her way down to his bedroom, she chucked the little ball at him, aiming straight for his head. “Now I feel way less bad about what I put under your bed.”

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♥︎ . *. ⋆ ❝ 𝐨𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, definitely. there shouldn’t be , but i’ll take care of it if there is anything. ❞ he knew this was all an 𝘢𝘤𝘵, that he didn’t actually need that much help with his room at all and just needed an excuse to get his sister out of her room so she’d experience his prank. he was 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝚈 ���𝚄𝚁𝙿𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 with himself , though , with the fact that he hadn’t managed to break yet. any audible chuckle , visible smirk , or any hint of a smile would have probably instantly turned nancy off , leading her to 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 in mike’s face without any spoken response. ❝ whenever you’re ready , i’ll be in my room. ❞

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Me want to write. Me don't want to type. Me want scene in head implanted into word document.

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“Well, yeah.” She said as though it were the obvious choice. Her pseudo ‘sibling’, as Brenner called it, was a jerk and Francine despised it. Two hadn’t bothered her yet, but she was sure that with enough time he’d worm his way through her patience. But if she struck first, it might deter him.

“He’s been a complete douche to everyone in here. Someone ought to put him in his place, or at the very least embarrass the crap out of him. And I’m very willing to be that someone.”

@strcngergirls confessed: “i’m going to prank Two,  do you want to help me ?”

⸸ ⸻ 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘, a slight crease forms in Henry's brow. Given the anti-hero's usual stoic façade, this display of emotion is actually rather intense.

❛ Prank him...? Like, play a practical joke on him? Is that... really the best idea? ❜ Two is already incredibly pissed off, enough to want to tear the world apart. He can't imagine that he'll see the humour in a prank. ❛ Are we sure that's a good call? Maybe you should think that one through. ❜

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i queued a few replies but my brain is mush so imma lurk

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one of these days ill get around to making fran a proper bio

[strcngergirls]

independent roleplay blog for maren yearly of bones and all. penned by elfie.

primarily book-based, with verses from movie & more. *carrd here 18+ dark content present, trigger warnings under the cut!

because of the nature of this character and the source material, trigger warnings are important and reader’s discretion is advised. posts most likely won’t be tagged since it’s a constant theme in the muse’s life, so if gore, death, murder, cannibalism, etc are your triggers, please don’t follow! 

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NANCY WHEELER in STRANGER THINGS 4.08 | Chapter Eight: Papa

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

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reminder that francine would’ve been 27 in season 4 and could’ve helped the Party get to Henry :’)

she also would’ve slapped steve and eddie upside the head at least once each