OKAYYY started a challenge with this boy : MBTI legacy challenge
so here's the stats of my gen 1 -> INTJ
name : Mynts Stafford
traits : perfectionist, hates children, snob
aspiration : musical genius
career : criminal (oracle)
focused skills : logic, programming, guitar
i also rolled for different aspects of his life (good or chaotic) -> under the cut
relationships are chaotic lol (sabotage)
In relationships, you sabotage your own chances. The contrived rules of dating feel trivial and insulting, and you refuse to participate in those games. When emotions arise, you feel vulnerable and exposed, uncomfortable with conventional displays of affection. Rather than reach compromise, you instinctively give your partner reasons to leave. The paradox of longing for connection while rejecting the very mechanisms to attain it leaves you trapped in self-imposed solitude
professional life is “successful”
In the professional arena, your high standards align seamlessly with the culture of your workplace. Your dedication to continuous improvement and innovation not only enhances your own professional growth but also contributes to the success of the organization as a whole. Recognizing your contributions, your workplace is eager to invest further in your development, fostering an environment where ambition and achievement are celebrated.
parenting is “baby genius”
As a parent, you prioritize raising capable, self-reliant children with clear interests and robust critical thinking skills. They embrace freedom responsibly, navigating life’s challenges with confidence and resilience. By reframing challenges as learning opportunities, you inspire your children to think rationally and problem-solve effectively
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Been having this idea so bare with me while I attempt to explain:
(Note: this isn’t exactly my “usual” content)
No Upside Down AU where like 37% of the human population are some kind of “mythologic” as they call them.
Hawkins is kind of infested with them, despite being— well— Hawkins.
The majority of the Party are mythologics.
Now, Billy and Max move to Hawkins from Cali as per usual in 1984. And they’ve heard of Hawkins. Of how it’s mostly mythologics despite the small human population not being very accepting of them.
So they move to Hawkins and all is well until they start hearing rumors.
Rumors about a werewolf pack that isn’t a werewolf pack. Apparently there’s a werewolf in Hawkins collecting misfits and others and simply— accepting them into his pack.
Billy doesn’t buy it for shit. Werewolves tend to be hella territorial and unwelcoming.
Or that’s what he’s been told by his dad. He’s never actually met a werewolf, being a vampire. Vamps and Wolves don’t really get along.
And so Billy and Max start school and it’s fine. Billy likes fucking with this one guy, Steve. It’s really easy to rile him up and funny to watch him try and rein himself in.
Max is in the middle school, always talking about this one vampire kid and how he’s an asshole but his friends are sweet enough. Billy doesn’t listen too much.
Until he collides into Steve in the high school parking lot. Steve’s in a rush, barely getting an apology out before running (inhumanly fast— Billy notes) down the road where the middle school is.
Billy, thinking “well what the fuck”, follows after him. They arrive at the middle school and there’s a fight going on in the parking lot.
He says “fight” but it’s really a bunch of kids ganging up on one scrawny pale kid and holding back his friends. Steve is rushing in immediately, yelling at the assholes to leave them alone and to scram.
That’s when Billy realizes one of the kids being held back was Max, with a minor busted lip.
He’s immediately at her side, trying to seem angry but not being able to hide the actual concern in his tone.
Billy turns to leave but watches Max run up to the other kids to check on them. That’s when Steve turns to Billy and seems to recognize his presence.
Steve’s pulling the 4 boys behind him immediately, his eyes flashing a bright yellow and he growls and—
Oh.
Steve’s that odd werewolf collecting strays.
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And idk Billy and Steve go through this whole thing where Billy refuses to be accepted into the pack even tho he basically already is cause no one else in the pack really has a problem with him.
But Max is in the pack (the Party, they call themselves), so Billy sees them all constantly against his will.
And there’s the bit where vampire Eddie also joins the pack eventually, after the kids kind of adopt him in Hellfire and Steve is weak for those kids.
And obviously Billy ends up joining the pack at some point but I haven’t thought that far ahead lmao.
Idk if I want it to be platonic harringrove or romantic harringrove but I’m lowkey leaning towards harringroveson to be honest.
But if you have opinions I’d love to know them!!
I kinda wanna write more for Billy, idk lol I’ve just been in a middle lately
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the opening verse to now that we don't talk is soooooo peak taylor like "you went to a party, i heard from everybody" all aloof and whatever about it then "you part the crowd like the red sea, don't even get me started" just wistful and nostalgic and a little bit still breathlessly hot for them to the point where you can hear the smile in her voice, and then softness and tenderness in her voice with "did you get anxious though, on the way home?" how deeply she knows them and slides back into caring for them, coming to the sad realization that "i guess i'll never ever know" only to remember why it is the way it is between them now with a callous and snide "now that we don't talk." like yes!!!!! Go on girl dig up that grave another time! Cycle through the contradictory and maddening stages of convincing yourself to let go of someone you still love but who may have never loved you, not the way you wanted them to!! There she goes again processing that grief!!!!
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