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they ignore the other’s presence as they bite down on the extra hairpin ,      as cool metal jiggles underneath her fingertips ;            𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒 ,      breaking into the police station with the latest big - city hard ass in charge ,      but axl was no stranger to doing dumb things      &&.      acting on the wrong side of the law .      robin’s question comes as a quiet hiss ,      and she spares nothing but      𝗮  𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆  𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸      in @exilae’s general direction before resuming focus ,      the quiet      ᶜˡⁱᶜᵏ      of the lock soon following .      heavy sigh escapes their lips before figure stands upwards ,      hand quickly brushes the dust off their knees before pocketing the hairpins .                  ❝      we need to be one step ahead of the cops .      and that means knowing all that they know            [   .   .   .   ]            about creel ,      about eddie ,      𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥  𝕒𝕝𝕝  𝕠𝕗  𝕚𝕥 .      ❞

door quickly swings open ,      and axl holds the heavy wood as expectant brow raises .                  ❝      you can stay out there      ──────      and no doubt get caught by some bystander for attempted trespassing      ──────      or you could come inside and be my lookout .      𝘆𝗼𝘂  𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗼𝗿  𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 ?      ❞

“   YEAH BUT UH      [      …      ]      THIS IS LIKE A TERRIBLE  ,      TERRIBLE IDEA  !   ”      your voice is raised  ,      to an extent  .      above a whisper shouts your breathy words at the other’s ear  .      you know this is hardly the worst of what could      &*      has been done  ,      yet you feel the anxiety clawing at your throat  .      russian super secret operations in the mall  ?      sure  ,      you can handle that  .      the police station in the small town you’re convinced could swallow you whole  ?      it’s akin to being in the belly of a monster  ,      scraping off the sides trying your best to clime on out  ,      but you keep slipping  .      there is comfort  ,      however  ,      in you not being alone      (      a new sensation you are doing your best to get used to  ,      loneliness once all consuming like rot in your brain      /      who could’ve guessed that all it took were some monsters you have yet to understand      )  .

“   i   -   i      [      …      ]      god fine i’m coming  .   ”      you stumble over your words as if they were your feet  ,      finding balance quickly      &*      permanently becoming an everlasting chore in your life  .      “   i’m not even sure the cops have anything on eddie  !      besides      [      …      ]      y’know his trailer      [      …      ]      &*      the drugs  ,      but nothing concrete  !   ”

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reminder that i moved axl to @rulebent !! all threads will be carried over <3

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reminder that i moved axl to @rulebent !! all threads will be carried over <3

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now  that  the  truth  is  just  a  rule  that  you  can  bend            ──────                                               you  crack  the  whip                     ──────            shape - shift  and  trick  the  past  again

i'll  send  you  my    ʟᴏᴠᴇ    on  a  wire                                             ⁽   ˡⁱᶠᵗ  ʸᵒᵘ  ᵘᵖ,   ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ  ᵗⁱᵐᵉ   ⁾

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eyes scan the sea of familiar faces            (   the popular kids that she hadn’t spoken to in months ,      mingled with all other characters that she wouldn’t have expected to see at jason’s house      ──────      𝗮𝘅𝗹  𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀  𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆  𝗻𝗼𝘄  𝗳𝗶𝘁  𝗶𝗻  𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗹𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿  𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲  𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗿   ) ,            ignore the stabbing guilt that twists in their gut as she sees chrissy navigate through the crowd ;            room - temp jungle juice finds its way to their lips ,      heavy sigh escapes their mouth as the liquid burns at their throat before settling in their stomach ,      𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕥𝕙  𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪  𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤  𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥  𝕙𝕖𝕣  𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪  𝕒𝕟𝕕  𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤  𝕒𝕟𝕪  𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕖 .      fingers tighten their grip on red solo cup before it’s crumpled into a ball and tossed in the general direction of the garbage can ,      figure leans against the kitchen wall before turning toward @shescapes​ .

❝      ᵗʰⁱˢ  ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ  ⁱˢ  ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ  ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ,      you wanna head out ?      ❞                        the question is yelled over the gentle thrum of the speakers           (   the same pop shit that all the popular kids listen to ,      nothing but tears for fears and all that other garbage that she used to consider real music   ) ,            as figure pivots toward donna .      they weren’t entirely sure why they thought that showing up to jason’s house was a good idea in the first place ,      ɓuolɐ  ɓɐʇ  oʇ  ɐuuop  pǝɔuıʌuoɔ  p’ʎǝɥʇ  ʍoɥ  ɹo .                        ❝      being surrounded by all these assholes again is makin’ me lose braincells .      we can just      𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕝  𝕒  𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖      and go to munson’s or somethin’ .      ❞

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characters who continuously tell themselves they’re okay and even start to believe it until someone says their name very gently and asks if they’re alright, at which point the facade crumbles completely

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cropped cheer skirt is adjusted upon their thighs as eyes scan the nearly - empty classroom            (   𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕  𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙  𝕒𝕝𝕝  𝕠𝕗  𝕥𝕙𝕖  𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕤  𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖  𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙  𝕥𝕠  𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕖  𝕒  𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪  𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟   ) ,      legs cross when the heavy sigh escapes their lips ,      gaze finds its way to the ticking clock hanging above the doorway while white sneaker taps along to      ᵃⁿ  ⁱᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵃʳʸ  ᵇᵉᵃᵗ .     it was only a matter of time before their big ass mouth had gotten them stuck in the so - called            ‘   ᵇᵘʳⁿᵒᵘᵗ  ʰᵒˡᵉ ,   ’            the places where dreams go to die            (   a concept coined by their very own mother when she had still attended hawkins high ,      who would likely be very disappointed with alice’s inability to follow      uɐld  ǝɥʇ      ──────      a plan for axl’s distant future ,      𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱  𝗯𝘆  𝗮𝘅𝗹’𝘀  𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀  𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁  𝗵𝗲𝗿  𝗶𝗻𝗽𝘂𝘁 ,      with the sole purpose of turning her into the new and improved version of them      ) .

it doesn’t take long for williams to lose interest in the group he was supposed to be supervising ,      magazine slowly lowering to cover features as he begins to      𝕕𝕠𝕫𝕖  𝕠𝕗𝕗 ;            their eyes glance over at the clock once more ,      knee bounces as gaze fixates on the second hand .      𝗮  𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁  𝘀𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲  𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀  𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 ,      and alice takes the sudden silence as opportunity to lean over to the kid next to them .                        ❝      you think we could all sneak out without williams noticing ?      ❞                        chocolate hues study @toysurgeon’s features for the first time ,      brows raising as finger gestures in the general direction of the front of the room .

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♥   this  for  a  starter,   multis plz specify

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sad quotes : from a mix of sources … sentence starters

“I was happy… once.”

“Do you think I could be saved?”

“There’s no reasoning with grief.”

“I am so tired of being so scared.”

“If this is reality, I’m not interested.”

“I put all my trust in an empty dream.”

“But what is grief if not love persevering?”

“I was too young to know how to love her.“

“I’m too young for eyes this sad, this tired.”

“You’re all duct tape and safety pins inside.”

“If you’re happy in a dream, does that count?”

“I can survive on my own. I have for this long.”

“I don’t want to give up hope… it’s all I have left.”

“I didn’t make the choice to give this up. You did.”

“How long have you carried this, all on your own?”

“I loved her… and, sometimes, she loved me, too.”

“Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.“

“Maybe some people are just made to be shattered.”

“There is no way to train your heart to be invulnerable.“

“You said you’d always be there for me, but you’re not.“

“I don’t trust anyone else. I can barely even trust myself.”

“Sometimes it’s better to be alone. Nobody can hurt you.“

“You don’t love me. You don’t. Love doesn’t hurt like this.”

“All that could be said has… and it hasn’t solved anything.”

“No one heard me screaming, then. How could they, now?”

“They’ve dulled your light. Even your smile is dimmer, now.”

“You were supposed to be my escape… not another prison.”

“How long am I supposed to wander before I can find home?”

“I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.“

“Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.“

“I have to keep moving. Eventually, someday, I’ll be safe, again.”

“How can you move forward when you keep regretting the past?“

“Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.“

“I should have been there. I should have done something, anything.”

“No matter how gifted you are… You, alone, cannot change the world.“

“Nothing… there is nothing I can do that will make my heart less heavy.”

“Loneliness is peaceful, but there’ll be no one to share happiness with.“

“Please don’t go away… No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before.“

“You know, a heart can be broken, but it keeps on beating, just the same.”

“I just want you to be happy. Even if that happiness no longer includes me.”

“People keep telling me that life goes on, but to me, that’s the saddest part.”

“I thought I could just apologize tomorrow. But that tomorrow… never came.“

“How has the weight of this not crushed you? How are you still able to smile?”

“The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.”

“The scariest and the most painful thing is to be hated by someone you truly love.“

“Happiness is a fleeting notion. It fills you with false hope. Grief keeps you grounded.”

“Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.“

“Nothing has ever hurt more than realizing, in your darkest moment, you’re truly alone.”

“You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.“

“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”

“I know what it’s like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in, but you can’t.”

“But, if you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. I remember everyone that leaves.”

“You can love someone so much… But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.“

“Why should I apologize for being a monster? Has anyone ever apologized for turning me into one?“

“I have to believe that there are still good people in the world. I have to believe that kindness persists.”

“You have been, in every way, all that anyone could be… If anybody could have saved me, it would have been you.”

“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”

“Every human walks around with a certain kind of sadness. They may not wear it on their sleeves, but it’s there if you look deep.”

“But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes… and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can’t forgive yourself for.“

“People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.”

“The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. All because they don’t wish to see anyone else suffer the way they did.“

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Lovie Simone, Vulkan Magazine, 2020

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                                              she couldn't ever feel a thing                                              she couldn't hear herself think                                                  now she hates everything                                                    how did she get here?                                        𝕙𝕠𝕨  𝕕𝕚𝕕  𝕚  𝕘𝕖𝕥  𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖?

indie private & selective oc set in the st universe sung by chaos

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𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗼​

     looking   sad   was   a   skill   argyle   hadn’t   used   since   he   was   a   kid ,    but   he   nods   loosely   all   the   same ,    ❝   that's   totally   doable   man ,   ❞     then   his   pointer   finger   traced   over   the   arch   of   his   eyebrows ,     “   my   mom   always   said   i   had   expressive   eyebrows ,     they   really   sell   the   emotion .   ❞     argyle’s   brow   line   suddenly   lowered  itself ,    within   his   gaze   was   a   great ,    overwhelming   sadness .    ❝   i’m   sorry   officer ,    like   we   were   just   trying   to   find   my   dog .   ❞     his   voice   matching   with   his   gloomy   look   before   his   brows   returning   to   neutral   shortly   after .     ❝   something   like   that     @rulebent​ ?   ❞

❝      you should win an oscar for that performance .      ❞                        tone remains heavy with sarcasm as gaze averts away from the other ,      𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹  𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰  𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀  𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺  𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗮𝗰𝘁  𝗼𝗳  𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿  𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ,      the cool metal twisting against fingertips as sigh escapes lips .      argyle had been unfortunate to visit hawkins in the midst of      ⁱᵗˢ  ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉˢᵗ  ˢʰⁱᵗ  ˢʰᵒʷ ,      but he seemed to be handling it all relatively well                 (   even better than she was taking it   ) .                        ❝      the less people know about what we’re doing ,      𝕥𝕙𝕖  𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 .      ❞

❝      eddie is already      ⁱⁿ  ᵈᵉᵉᵖ  ˢʰⁱᵗ      with the pigs .      ❞                        axl wasn’t unfamiliar with the idiotic shit that hawkins p.d. pulled in town ,      but finding eddie guilty for a string of ritualistic murders had to be the dumbest fucking thing they’d ever done            (   leave it to those bastards to not even do their jobs right   ) .      fingers tightly grip the binoculars before shoving them into her purse ,      chocolate hues turn back to argyle .                        ❝      𝕒𝕟𝕕  𝕥𝕙𝕖  𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕟  𝕚𝕤  𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪  𝕠𝕟  𝕒  𝕕𝕒𝕞𝕟  𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙  𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕥            [   .   .   .   ]            the last thing we need is to have all of them on our asses too .      ❞

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                     Inside me, something seethes.                              Inside me, some feral animal                              claws at my ribcage, trapped.

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𝗰𝟭𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗮𝘀·

disgruntled   girl      ,      petulant   child   with   a   pout   firmly   situated   ‘cross   face.      flared   nostrils   take   a   deep   inhale   of   smoke      ,      painted   digits   making   GRABBY   HANDS   for   the   cigarette      (      SHE’D   NEVER   BEEN   VERY   MATURE      ).      “      but   WHY   is   the   final   night   on   a   fuckin’   thursday      ?      thursday   is   band   nights.      you’re   the   one   that   made   that   rule.      ”      syllables   tapering   off   into   a   low   grumble      ,      recalling   a   time   she’d   DARED   to   have   plans   on   a   thursday.

“      tell   eddie   i’ll   have   your   ass   then.      ”      tone   laden   with   sarcasm      (      ALL   BARK      &      NO   BITE      ).      far   too   guarded   for   her   own   good      ,      holding   firmly   onto   any   type   of   connection   she   could      ,      TERRIFIED   of   losing   anyone   else.      leg   brought   up   to   chest      ,      fingers   fiddling   with   laces   of   heavy   boots      ,      eyes   ducked      &      gaze   dodged.      “      we’d   better.      we   sound   fuckin’   SHIT   right   now.      ”

she’s aware of the blatant hypocrisy ,      𝕓𝕦𝕥  𝕝𝕠𝕝𝕒’𝕤  𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤  𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝  𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟  𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕      as another long drag is taken from the spliff they’d rolled ,      shoulders shrug momentarily as smoke curls around the duo .                        ❝      sinclair has a basketball game or some shit .      i dunno ,      and i didn’t really care to ask            [   .   .   .   ]            either way ,      𝗶𝘁’𝘀  𝗼𝗻  𝘁𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆  𝗻𝗼𝘄 .      we can rehearse on friday if you’re that desperate .      ❞

❝      correction            [   .   .   .   ]            𝗼𝘂𝗿  𝗻𝗲𝘄  𝗴𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁      sounds like shit .      we sound the exact same we always have .      band will never be the same without lindsay .      ❞                        leave it to lindsay’s shit mom to move them halfway across the country in the middle of the year      ──────      𝕟𝕠𝕥  𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥  𝕒𝕩𝕝  𝕔𝕒𝕟  𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖  𝕙𝕖𝕣  𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥  𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 ,      with the      ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ⁻ ᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ  ᵖˡᵃᵍᵘᵉ  ᵒᶠ  ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ      that seemed to loom over hawkins .                        ❝      maybe it’s time to just fire the fucker and find another replacement .      ❞

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❝      hunting witches has turned into      ʰᵘⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ  ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰᵉˢ ,      and for some reason i can’t relax .      this town has gone fucking apeshit ,      𝕒𝕟𝕕  𝕛𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟  𝕚𝕤  𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕  𝕚𝕥  𝕒𝕝𝕝 .      ❞                        there had been a time where axl had been a part of that crowd ,      when      𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲  𝗿𝗲𝘇𝗻𝗼𝗿      had spent friday nights with jason and chrissy ,      thinking about their futures .      it seemed like a lifetime ago ,      before alice had stopped pretending to be something they weren’t                 (   𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲  𝗮𝘅𝗹  𝘄𝗮𝘀  𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻   ) .

gaze avoids @shezoomer​’s as the words get caught in their throat      ──────      they can’t help feel like they should’ve known to stop jason before any of this had even started .      𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲  𝘀𝗵𝗲  𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱’𝘃𝗲  𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻  𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻  𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲  𝘁𝗼  𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲  𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘆 ,      if they’d tried harder to keep in touch ...                        ❝      𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤  𝕛𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟  𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪  𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥  𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖 ?      does his team even care about her death ?      because it seems like they’re just      sǝuoʇs  ɓuıʍoɹɥʇ      at the ones who don’t fit in .      ❞

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[pullsaway]

𝗵𝟭𝗺𝗯𝗼𝘀·

ic    /    pullsaway   :   ❝     i’ll         go          to          ᴴᴬᴿⱽᴬᴿᴰ          or          PRINCETOWN         or         𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐓         or          STANFORD          AND         SON          or         the         UNIVERSITY         OF          CALIFORNIA          AT          CHARLES         BARKLEY’S         HOUSE               ,         ‘cause          evidently          i’m          one          of          the         ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛᴇꜱᴛ          people          in          america.    ❞

visage remains unchanging as he speaks ,      𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱  𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲      drifts away from his figure before fixating back on their cassette deck .      headphones are twisted around plastic ,      eyes wander around the room momentarily to see if      ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ      can save them from this interaction .

❝      that sounds      𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮  𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴   &&.   𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱  𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵  𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲  𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲            [   .   .   .   ]            so i don’t really care ,      simpson .      ❞                        tone remains monotonous as she leans backwards in the chair ,      as heavy sigh escapes lips .                        ❝      besides ,      𝕪𝕠𝕦  𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥  𝕘𝕠  𝕥𝕠  𝕒𝕟𝕪  𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖𝕤  𝕚𝕗  𝕥𝕙𝕖  𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘  𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕  𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 .      ❞