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Starter for @fatalframez for Mike.
Saskia snapped her fingers in front of his face, rolling her eyes as she stood back on her heels from being stood on her tip toes. "Sorry to rush you but you gotta either pay for those albums or put them back, I ain't got all day."
#[ starters ]#fatalframez#// im so sorry this took me so long to get out to you!#[ never let me down again; queued ]
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💤❗(From Alaire to Errol)
Errol woke with a start, breathing heavy and shaking. He'd been tossing and turning and mumbling in his sleep incomprehensibly, but now that he was awake, he had no idea what he'd been dreaming. He just had a feeling of fear lingering within him as his heart continued to beat out of his chest.
He wasn't alone though, and that brought him some comfort. Alaire was next to him and seemed concerned. He must have helped Errol wake up from the nightmare, whatever it was. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to wake you," Errol mumbled, trying to calm himself. He couldn't seem to shake the fear though.
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The last thing Eddie expected to see when he was out front of the trailer in the middle of giving his van a much needed wash was, well, himself. He was fairly certain he was sober and he hadn't smoked in a few days. "Uh...heeeeey..." he spoke up to get the others' attention. He supposed stranger things had happened recently, but this was...wrong.
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Ala was exhausted, things were more difficult without her neighbour around, Wayne was doing his best to help the young mother out but she hadn't realised how much she'd relied on Eddie to help out, and now it was raining hard.
Ducking into the video store, at just over five feet tall she was swallowed up by the oversized frog hoodie she wore, pushing a pram with a, thankfully sleeping, baby in. Making her way over to the counter, she looked up at the young man that worked there, "um, hi, is it okay if I wait the rain out in here?" She asked as she pushed wet hair out of her eyes, her right eye having barely any pigment in.
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@fatalframez gets ghostface Heather and Billy
It was an easy enough plan. Get rid of the idiots in Hawkins all while in disguise. They could use untraceable phones and Billy did the killing while Heather made the phone calls. She was sat in her own home, phone in her hand as she had made the call to Carol. Carol was the perfect target. She was a bitch who thought that she was better than everyone else. Heather had thought of everything, down to a voice changer.
“Hey. What’s your favourite scary movie?” Heather asked with a little smirk playing at her lips. “I like ones where the guy in the mask goes around killing babysitters.” She spoke. This was perfect. It was freaking Carol out just enough that she had started to panic and threaten Heather over the phone.
“I don’t know how you’re going to threaten me. Not when you have no voice to use.” Heather laughed. “I’m just outside your door Carol. Open it up and find me…” She hoped Billy was waiting there. They’d planned it together after all. He would kill her and then come to hers and tell her all about it. That’s what they’d spoken about.
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It felt strange being back in Hawkins with the intention of seeing other people aside from just Wayne, he came to see Wayne at least twice a year around his touring and recording schedule, making sure Stephanie saw her grandpa, Eddie didn't care that technically he wasn't her grandpa but he saw his uncle as his father and he refused to allow her to call his real father 'grandpa'. But he thought it was about time he returned, the band was on a break currently anyway as the drummer had gotten into a car accident and was going to need time to recover and see if he could ever play again.
Of course that didn't make this easy, none of this was easy, only Wayne knew he had transitioned and he knew how small towns were, especially this one. But if he wanted Steve to be in their daughters life, he would have to do it sooner rather than later. Eddie had tried dating a few times but nothing worked out, no one was interested in being involved with a single parent and his identity added a whole layer of complexity to it too, besides his mind kept going back to that night with Steve, he knew leaving was the right thing to do for his carer, but if he had known...
Wayne was sat outside having a smoke as Steve approached the trailer, there was a decently sized deep red motorhome parked alongside the stationary trailer. He greeted him and told him to go into the motorhome, tell him 'they' were expecting him, avoiding gendered words.
Eddie was lounging on the couch listening to some music, he was wearing a ripped up pair of skinny jeans and a half fastened button down shirt with the sleeves pushed up just above his elbows. He had gotten fairly heavily tattooed, attempted to cover a good number of his scars but he could never hide the unmistakable ones on his face that still gave him issues. Hair still long but tied up in a messy bun, a few long strands of curls having slipped free and hang over his face. Stephanie was in Wayne's trailer watching some cartoons, Eddie had decided it was better for her not to be there when Steve first showed up, needing to explain he was trans before Stephanie got involved. "Hey Steve, long time no see."
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@fatalframez asked: "hey. you look tired. you alright?" - from Steve to Eddie (fatalframez)
"Yeah dude just a long night." Eddie mumbles before rubbing the sleep from his eyes. All he needs is to get some rest but did they even have time for that? He had stayed up late working on a new campaign just getting so much into the lore of it all. He wanted everything to be ready to make sure that it was perfect for the next time they had Hellfire club. Still it was eating away at the time he had to do anything else time he meant to spend with Steve.
He yawns again before he straightens his posture trying to stay awake. "I'm good I'm just gonna gab another soda see if I can't wake up a bit. Don't pause the movie I'll just be a second." He assures before kissing Steve's cheek.
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🌺 :D
Send “🌺” If you love having me as an RP partner
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@fatalframez liked for a shippy starter - Jonathan and Violet
Violet straddled Jonathan's lap, her hands running up his bare chest, her own naked chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath from the make out session they just had, the movie that they hired out still playing in the background, forgotten as their attention were solely on each other
"I love you Jonathan Byers." she said for the first time, she truly loved this nerd of a man, no one had ever made her as happy as he did. She pressed another peck on his lips before pulling away and smiling down at him.
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Starter for @fatalframez.
Keeping an eye on the time was never Saskia’s strong suit, sure, she’d arrive on time to things but she would almost always be so close to being late. She always knew one day it would come to bite her in the ass, rather literally. That was how she’d been attacked by a werewolf, she survived but the scars it left weren’t pretty.
She was aware it was that time of the month again but being at Eddie’s, it was easy to lose track of time. He, of course, didn’t know her secret. Nobody knew; what exactly would she tell them? “Hey it’s me, your favourite fuck up, guess what? I’m a werewolf now! So don’t come around my house during the full moon or I’ll tare you apart!” God no.
Looking down at her watch, she almost screamed as she looked at the time and hastily got up from the floor. “I’m so sorry but I need to go… right now, I just remembered I have this thing tonight.”
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[ BOOKSHOP ] : for our muses to meet in a bookshop (From Miles to Errol)
Working at a library presented a lot of opportunity to find books that you wouldn't normally, and get interested in them. Errol had checked out a book for a patron yesterday that caught his eye. The girl said it was one of her favorites and explained the basic premise to Errol, convincing him to read it himself. He couldn't check it out though, as the girl already had. So, here he was at a book store, looking to buy it instead.
They had things organized completely different than at the library though, and he was having a hard time finding the title. He was just about to give up when he spotted the familiar cover. There was only one problem. It was in someone else's hands.
"Um, excuse me," Errol said, putting on a polite but tentative smile as he approached the man. "Could you show me where you found that book? Or is it the only copy left?"
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🌟 ― i love how you portray your muse(s)
✨ ― i love the way you write
💫 ― i enjoy writing with you
😊 ― i enjoy talking to you
💖 ― you seem like a genuinely nice person
☀️ ― your posts always bring me joy
❤️ ― you're one of my favorite blogs
@fatalframez <3 same right back at you
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❝ i’m a monster. ❞ (From Alaire to Eddie)
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Eddie shook his head in disagreement. He wouldn't think for even a moment that Alaire was a monster. He loved him and he wanted to make sure that Alaire knew that every single day. "You are the furthest thing from a monster. Okay? You are perfect."
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@fatalframez asked: [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( guitar ) - From Eddie to Argyle (fatalframez)
No one had ever played a song for Argyle before. He hadn't even thought about it until that moment until Eddie was playing him a song. He sat back in his seat with a smile on his face. He wraps his arms across his chest just watching. He doesn't know what to say he feels so honored it makes him smile. "That... it was really cool. That's really cool you're a good guitar player. Thank you."
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⭐️ — sun, moon, & rising signs, if known
🚗 — what vehicle(s) do you drive?
✈️ — ever traveled anywhere interesting?
⌨️ — what operating system(s) do you use?
📱 — mobile or desktop version of tumblr?
🖥 — favorite platform besides tumblr?
🎮 — favorite video game(s)?
💍 — any piercings?
💎 — want any (more) piercings?
🖊 — any tattoos?
munday asks!
⭐️ — sun, moon, & rising signs, if known
cancer sun, virgo moon, pisces rising
🚗 — what vehicle(s) do you drive?
i got a little 04 jeep. her name is jack and she's cute
✈️ — ever traveled anywhere interesting?
canada is as far as i've gone outside of the u.s
⌨️ — what operating system(s) do you use?
depends, it's either my 2013 macbook or an hp all in one
📱 — mobile or desktop version of tumblr?
desktop -- at least for replies and editing
🖥 — favorite platform besides tumblr?
i don't rp really anywhere besides tumblr and occasionally discord. but outside of rp -- vsco
🎮 — favorite video game(s)?
answered here
💍 — any piercings?
my nostril and ears
💎 — want any (more) piercings?
yes but i am BITCH when it comes to them
🖊 — any tattoos?
i lost count up i got 5 below the hips and then i have 1 on my ribs and i have almost a full sleeve on one arm and a half sleep on my other and then i have 1 finger tat and 3 on my back.
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"Ah, yeah. That's kind of just...Jonathan. At least the Jonathan I know. I don't know him all that well, and I don't think that fighting monsters together is really a good judge of character." It was, to some degree, the only reason he had gotten close to the older Byers male. They had their differences, but fighting monsters that were from another realm would really bring two people together. "He always kept to himself in high school, hiding behind his camera."
He didn't realize that unvoluntary scowl he probably had on his face as he had said that. Steve was pretty good at hiding his emotions to not concern people, but he did have a temper more than he let on, and he certainly knew how to be bitchy and petty. He didn't want to think about what had happened with Jonathan and his camera back in high school, and at the very least, Steve had bought him a new one. Probably the one he still used now.
"It's okay, Robin doesn't really compliment me either. She calls me a dingus, though I guess it's in her own loving way." He hummed, taking the soap from Argyle and turning the younger around without even asking, dragging him back against Steve's own wet chest. He smirked against the other's neck, arms wrapping around the stoner with the soap in hand, moving up and down the other's chest and abdomen. "How do you even deal with all this hair, dude? It has to take like, three bottles of shampoo to get it all clean."
Argyle nods, accepting what Steve says. Trauma got in the way of a lot of things and he can understand that plenty - even if he hasn't gone through anything as traumatizing as what Steve has, but hey, it wasn't a contest. "I get it; Don't worry." A nod follows his words in further reassurance of this fact.
"Yeah, you're right." Though a lot of his and Jonathan's interactions - after they'd gotten close, that is - were a lot of him complaining about Nancy. Well, not always so much about her all of the time, but their situation. Knowing more than he did then now? Well, he feels like the guy had every right to complain. Still, Argyle just wished they would just break it off already rather than pussyfooting around the subject and tolerating each other for the sake of not feeling.. alone. That's what he assumes anyway.
Argyle grins a bit at their claim that they would drown him in compliments. "Can't say I'd hate that one bit." As Steve continues, his head tilts slightly in thought "It's just been a while, I guess. He's always distracted." He admits, keeping the fact he knows what Jonathan is distracted by to himself. That's between him and Nancy; Not his business to discuss. At least not while.. well.. actually, yeah, he is pretty close to sober right now. Ugh. What an awful feeling. At least Steve and the nice, hot water are there to distract him. Speaking of, he should actually work on cleaning himself up rather than just have his attention on Steve. Which is pretty damn hard to do. Ignoring a naked Steve Harrington in the shower with him? Talk about impossible. Still, he's at least making a move to wash himself off better now, working on his own arms and chest now.
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