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okay so, first off: holy shit i disappeared for a good two and a half months. secondly, i was gone for so long because in the last two months, i MOVED TO ALASKA. my mom got the job offer in july and we moved in september but before then it was getting my ducks in a row and packing. we also drove the entire way there? so that was one hell of an experience. i honestly didn’t have the motivation to be around and im finally feeling normal again despite the changes. ( im four hours behind est. which USED to be my time zone. ) so i’m still trying to find a job + enroll in college. anyway, i wanna come back SO bad, so let me know if you’re interested in writing with me still? i’m so so sorry for my sudden disappearance but i love nancy and the little bit i got to write, was immensely enjoyable.

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“god damn it! this is huge! can i come in? too many ears out here,” he says, leaning in with a whisper as eyes look around behind him as though being chased by someone. the russian that he’d intercepted needed to be translated to find out just how bad this situation was.

    𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍. Darting of eyes and whispering makes her believe something's very wrong. Nancy's known him for years, has never once seen him act like this before. It only causes more worry to stir. Door closes as he comes in, hand gestures toward her bed as she takes a seat. Baby blues focus their gaze on him. " What's going on, Dustin? I can see it in your face, something's wrong. "

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babydaddytm·:

Steve tried felt slightly off kilter. He didn’t understand why she was there, then, right then with him. Something in his chest tried to wrap around an understanding before it hit him in the head. He should’ve been in pain. He could’ve just pretended not to see her, sitting there. Not with the sun hitting every strand and the glint coming off her eyes.

“Nancy Wheeler. Writing about magic and faeries,” he chuckled, eyeing the journal a moment longer. “Say, y’know, you, Jon, me, my pal, Robin, maybe all could meet up sometime and break the ice and catch up. How’s that make y’feel, Nance?” His eyes moved to meet hers, with little motive or even fear. Whatever happens, happens. “Shit, might even catch a campaign in your parents’ basement at the big kid’s table, huh?”

    𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒. " I know, it's crazy. I thought it would be nice to have a change of pace from what I usually write. " And so far - she was right. Not writing about the Upside Down every day was doing real wonders for her. Pages, usually dark and depressing, were becoming more airy and fun as of late. For once, not every little detail was being obsessed over and writing was something she could actually enjoy again. 

    Resting her chin on the palm of her hand, body would turn more toward his. " That would be great, actually! I've been meaning to catch up, it's been way too long. " Supposes that's more of her fault though. Too much spent avoiding him when they should've been talking. Maybe then their relationship would be better. Another laugh. " Yeah, maybe we'll be lucky. " It was getting darker every passing second, sun setting below the horizon. Part of her wishing it wouldn't. " It's getting dark, should I let you go? I'm sure you've got plans. "

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harringtonexperiment·:

「  @girlvolution  —  starter  call  」

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐃. body moving from her hospital bed before she’s aware of what’s happening. the person in her mind is doing the work, while she inside is forced to just endure it. she finds herself in a part of the hospital that’s under construction, halls seemingly empty. but then, rounding a corner, she finds herself face to face with a familiar face. “nancy?” she doesn’t know nancy well, only knowing what steve told her of their relationship. the mind flayer doesn’t tell debbie anything about her either, only gives off the vague feeling that she’s a threat. “what are you doing here? there’s no public access to this wing..”

    𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄. Heart to thump fast in chest, hand grasping at fabric of damp shirt. Scream eager, ready to escape when she remembers there's danger behind and can't in fear of giving position away. " Debbie? " Name's a whisper, tone both of wonder and shock when baby blues set their sight on her. What the hell was Steve's little sister doing here? " I should be asking you the same thing, but there's no time for chit chatting. We've got to go, it's not safe. " It's a question to ask later, when both of them are far from harm's arms. Expect, suspicion can't help but start to creep with Debbie's point made. There's no public access to this wing, Nancy knows this but how does she? Another question to rise that makes it much more eerie: how did she get up here then?

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Lie: You are forgetting him. Bleeding him out of your veins, building castles around your heart. Truth: He is sinking into your skin – dust-brown hair and dimples, scars and stars tattooed upon his body, and you, reaching in the dark for a dream of a dream. Lie: He is soft enough to love from afar. His eyes are pools, or maybe oceans. Classical mythology born again. Truth: He is a firestorm, or a thunderstorm, or the sword in the stone. Impossible to wield unless you know the secret. Lie: You don’t know the secret.

dreamscapes | m.j. (via fairytalesques)

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starter call! tap the heart! lengths will vary.

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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

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studdedsable·:

Lexi watched with HALF amusement             HALF annoyance written upon her face as Nancy stumbled her way to the wall. Oh yeah. APPARENTLY the party inside was still going STRONG. She’d smirk at the girls apology before waving it off in favor of taking another PUFF of smoke in through her lungs.                 The brunette HELD the breath until a quiet laugh forced her to let it free. ❝Little miss NANCY is curious huh?                        If you gotta know, it’s a little thing called NEVIL’S HAZE.❞ In other words, Lexi’s FAVORITE kind of pot. Her brow arched upwards and in a split second decision, she held her hand out for the girl to take her own drag of the drug if she liked. ❝Wanna try it?❞

    𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘! A war to slowly stir within. Half of her screaming no, as the other asks the not so innocent question of why not? Answer was simple: straight-a, miss never getting in trouble who's always home by curfew Nancy would never drink ( and get drunk ) or smoke pot, but drunk Nancy would. Correction: is considering it. Baby blues stare for a moment longer before a hand reaches out and takes the blunt in question, nose to scrunch up again. " Nevil's Haze? Never heard of it.. " But in her defense: she's never really dealt in any kind of drug. Until now that is as she takes a drag. Que the horrible coughing, lungs burning, eyes watering! " Oh, fuck.. That's.. that's horrible. " Blunt's given back as quick as it's taken, curiosity quickly dying. " How do you smoke that? "

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Working on what I owe all while watching wrestling.. in which I have no idea how I got convinced to watch. But here I am.

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Have you ever been in love? Yeah. Nancy Wheeler, first semester, senior year. 

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cerebrocreated·:

@girlvolution liked for a thing!!!

out of breath and clearly excited about something, dustin impatiently knocked on nancy’s bedroom door. when she finally opened it, he was still breathing heavily. “where the hell’s mike? something huge is happening!”

    𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐒. It's Dustin, out of breath and practically bouncing on his feet. Eyebrow cocks with the question, she wonders what it's about. " Mike? He's with El right now. " Nancy answers as baby blues peer down at him. " Why? What's up? "

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                                         I dump your ass.

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touch meme . send one to do to my muse .

001.   grab their hand .

002.   kiss their cheek .

003.   give massage .

004.   kiss hand .

005.   high five .

006.   cuddle .

007.   cry on . 

008.   shoulder hug .

009.   bear hug .

010.   kiss them .

011.   pinkie promise .

012.   piggy back ride . 

013.  give them food . 

014.   from behind hug . 

015.   fist bump .

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babydaddytm·:

Steve eyed the girl for a long second. There would’ve been a time when she just would’ve gotten into his car with him. The corners of his mouth lifted at the thought, and his gaze followed a line down the sidewalk to where his car was parked. A thought hit him just then –  Maybe she saw my car and stopped right here just for something like this?

There wasn’t much for Steve to think after that. That last little conversation they had seemed to clear things right up.  Then again…

“I’m good, good,” Steve said, taking a seat next to her. He opened one end of the plastic covering the cone and handed it toward her. “Just working, I guess. Saving up for college. I’m thinking accounting.” He actually hadn’t put a lot of thought into his future. Everything felt played out and surreal anymore. Not necessarily in a depressive way, but… He was just waiting.

Sitting down next to her, Steve says, “What’re you writing?”

    𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. That it was fate who was dealing them this meeting by chance. Expect it's hard admitting it as the truth, especially the more baby blues focused on his face. Nancy wishes she could say it was because of fate, but deep down she knew the truth — she missed him and came searching. It felt foreign admitting, almost wrong because the right to miss him was revoked the day she broke his heart and stomped on it. Nancy had no right but here she was anyway; him beside her eating an ice cream cone and talking. 

    " Good! I'm glad to hear it. " Fingers wrap around the base of the cone as it's handed to her, small lick taken of vanilla ice cream. " Steve Harrington thinking about accounting? " Eyebrow is cocked, free hand raising up to press against his forehead. " Strange.. you don't have a fever but I hear you talking crazy. " Nancy's only teasing, she's glad he's thinking about his future. " But in all seriousness, it makes me worry less knowing you are. " At the mention of her writing, she pushes her journal toward him. " It's a short story I've been writing about magic and faeries. "

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king steve!

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studdedsable·:

@girlvolution || Nancy & Lexi

The party was in full SWING, but instead of being inside like most of the others, Lexi found herself leaning against the back of the house as a puff of SMOKE left her lungs. Between her fingers however was very obviously NOT a cigarette, and so when she heard the back door open and close, the brunette LOWERED the stick, but only slightly. The chances of her intruder being an adult or COP with the music still blaring inside was slim to none after all. ❝What’s a girl gotta do for a little PRIVACY around here?❞

    𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄? Eyesight was near blurring, head hazy and racing as she weaved through the crowd. Baby blues darting around the room looking for him — expect every face was a blur and she had no idea who was who or even if he was still here. ( God, she hoped he still was. ) Eventually feet take her to the back door — blaring of the music starting to become too much —and pushed it open stumbling out to cold air. Head bent up as she soaked in the fresh air — feeling good on what skin was bared, mind beginning to calm down. " Oh! I'm sorry. " Hiccup! Baby blues averting gaze to where voice spoke. " I had no idea someone was out here. I'll leave in a second, just need some fresh air. " Hiccup! Body to lay against the brick exterior with head bent. Nose scrunches when she smelt something other than cigarette smoke. " What are you smoking? "

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                                        𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃.

                                        𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓

                              𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋.

                                              𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐍

                                𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒.