#gunspluraltm

[scoopstrooptm]

       The raspy tone of Stevie Nicks’ Bella Donna slowly drift out of Robin’s open window, the only thing at this point keeping her bedroom from becoming a greenhouse in the Indiana summer heat. Not that it bothered her and Steve; his house was always a little too empty when it was just the two of them, and whenever they were at hers and her dad was home, he’d always make them the best homecooked meal that Steve could ever ask for, the same recipe that her nonna had perfected all those years ago when she’d first crossed the sea to America. Things were always better when he was at home and not away working. Robin knew that it was necessary to keep them in this cramped house, but her mom always had a way of ruining her mood, and was more easily tempered when her dad was here.

        Robin was sat under the window, watching Steve as he flicked through her tapes --- a disorganised mix of music she’d taken to listening to over the past couple of years and her beloved language tapes. Russian ones had been added to the mix ever since the events of Starcourt Mall, and while it was a wildly different language in form and structure to when she’d taught herself French and Spanish ( Italian, thankfully, had always been spoken at home ), she was definitely getting better at it.

         “ So you know how I said that Nancy acted a bit weird with me when we were at the library researching Victor Creel and I thought it had to do with the fact that she thought the two of us were a couple? And I had to clarify --- you know, Platonic with a capital P. ” She waited a moment for Steve’s brain to catch up and for him to nod. “ Well, you’ll never guess what she said to me the other day. ” Even just at Steve’s quizzical look, Robin couldn’t help but start laughing. “ She actually said that she thinks we’d be good together and that I should stop being in denial about it and just ask you out already. ”

          “ No way. ” Now they were both laughing --- not at Nancy or even the situation, but just at how easy it was to convince the world, even Steve’s ex, that they were made for each other. Whatever happened to a boy and girl just being friends? She loved Steve to bits, he was her best friend --- but she could not love him in the same way that she wanted to love a girl, and they were both OK with that.

@gunspluraltm  /  nancy

[deadingham]

@gunspluraltm​: ✐ > 478.

❛ We have been walking for hours it seems. But where? I can’t remember. ❜

[harringtontmaa]

⚡ — SUSAN HARGROVE  sent :

“You - you’re Steve right? I have heard many good things about you, many good things. And you know my Maxine she always has something smart to say…” the little hum “what I’m trying to say is, thank you. For everything. It hasn’t been easy since - -“ she almost said it, almost said California. But her words only drift off.. “And I haven’t been the best mother lately - and it means everything to me, that she has someone at least.”

      HE’S SPENT ALL DAY  acting as chauffeur, driving the gaggle of teenagers all around hawkins in an attempt to keep them busy for a whole afternoon. they were good kids, no one knew that better than steve.  but they were also just so loud sometimes.  &  after a few hours, the constant playful bickering punctuated with rowdy laughter had left a subtle throbbing just behind his left eye that threatened to spread back into his brain if he didn’t get some asprin.                                     but he’ll be back in his too-quiet home before long, so he knows better than to complain about the extra noise in the meantime. max is the last to be dropped off, steve pulling into the trailer park just as the sun is starting to fall close to the treeline. there’s a woman in front of max’s trailer when he parks,  &  while he hasn’t met her before,  their hair is the exact same color of red. max is already out of the car  &  walking away by the time he turns the ignition off, but steve gets out anyway, leaning on the open driver side door.  ❝ see you later, ❞  he calls out after her, though he’s pretty certain she can’t hear him through her headphones.           but then his attention turns to the woman that must be her mother, offering up that good-ole-midwestern-boy smile that he knows sets moms at ease.  ❝ hey, yeah, that’s me. ❞  steve confirms.  but when she continues, his smile falls a little, surprise crossing his features instead.  most people in hawkins tend to dance around the horrors of the last few years.  everyone’s lost someone, at this point.  it’s much safer to keep it to small talk.  maybe @gunspluraltm​ is where max gets her honest streak.  ❝ it’s no problem  — she’s a really good kid. ❞  his smile returns then, but smaller  &  more sincere this time.  ❝ &  i’m sure you’re doing better than you think.  like you said, it’s been hard. ❞ 

[aworldofyou]

also i'm eyeing my drafts on @gunspluraltm . So I'm also gonna focus on those in the next few days.

[gunspluraltm]

@gunspluraltm , is an independent and private RP SIDEBLOG for Nancy Wheeler, Max Mayfield, and Vickie of NETFLIX’S STRANGER THINGS. penned by Melody. follow backs from @aworldofyou

[kegstandin]

mini rules until I can get things set up properly:

I will not be writing romantic ships with anyone outside of @aworldofyou / @gunspluraltm. If any, tbh. I need to see how I feel about attempting that.

Billy is a bad person. Deeply flawed with an 80s mindset that is common place of the times. He has trauma. His views on the world are not my own. I am not Billy, nor do I agree with anything that he has said and done. If you can’t differentiate between the two, feel free not to follow.

Any hate will be deleted immediately. I will not partake in it.

The relationship between Max and Billy is highly abusive. I will be exploring this with @gunspluraltm, who I created this sideblog for in the first place.

21+ only.

[011tm]

indie jane 'el' hopper of stranger things, sideblog, highly selective, low activity. est. 05/23. written by lottie. i am literally only here for friends, so be warned. also found at : @scoopstrooptm

                              MEME TAG  +  BIOGRAPHY  +  RULES

sideblog to @immobiliter ; please read the rules below the cut before interaction !

RULES.

• This blog is a sideblog to my main, immobiliter, and you MUST be following my main blog in order to interact! I am also plotting only over here as this is a private, lowkey blog that I intend to use to interact with friends, but never be afraid to message me and ask to plot!

• I work and have a busy life outside of tumblr which takes priority, so I am slow and I cannot write with everyone. This is also not generally my main writing focus so I will go through phases of inactivity. I do have main writing partners for this blog who are listed below.

• I do not care to see call out posts or any other kind of ooc drama. I will unfollow and potentially block if I see it on my dash: I am here to write, not to engage in tumblr politics.

• I am not interested in shipping for El. At all. There are no exceptions to this. When it comes to El and Mike, I personally headcanon that they took a break from their romantic relationship post-s3 when El moves to California with the Byers. I recognise that Mike is extremely important to El and her character, but they are not an endgame ship for me so please respect this.

• This is not a Billy hate blog and you will see me interacting with him here. I’m not interested in discussion on the topic.

• I’m Lottie, she/hers, 25+, GMT timezone. I’ve been writing on tumblr since 2014 and I can also be found on my other blogs if not here:                      MULTI  +  JACK SPARROW  +  SCOOPS KIDS

MAINS.

• Kali Prasad — 008tm • Max Mayfield — gunspluraltm & mayfieldtm • Jim Hopper — criticalfai1ure  • Steve Harrington — harringtontm • Nancy Wheeler — gunspluraltm • Eddie Munson — munsontm • Billy Hargrove — hargrovetm • Chrissy Cunningham — cunninghamtm • Carol Perkins — cperkinstm • Tommy Hagan — thagantm

[mayfieldtm]

I COULD BE YOUR ZOOMER

Indie RP side-blog for Maxine "Mad Max" Mayfield written by Ace. All following will happen from shadowcovcn. I really only intend to rp with a few people on here so consider this private, selective, exclusive, etc etc.

>> EXPLORING THEMES OF: being a tomboy // survivors guilt // found family // being better than your parents // sibling love // effects of parental neglect // breaking the cycle of abuse // atypical femininity

>> AFFILIATES: @harringtontm (Steve Harrington) // @hargrovetm (Billy Hargrove) // @munsontm (Eddie Munson) // @thagantm (Tommy Hagan) // @011tm (Jane "El" Hopper) // @008tm (Kali) // @criticalfai1ure (Jim Hopper) // @cunninghamtm (Chrissy Cunningham) // @scoopstrooptm (Dustin Henderson, Erica Sinclaire, Robin Buckley) // @gunspluraltm (Susan Hargrove & Nancy Wheeler)

>> LINKS: carrd. || memes || promo

>> WHERE TO FIND ME: MAIN BLOG. PIRATE MULTI-MUSE. CAPTAIN EDWARD TEAGUE. CAROL PERKINS.

[righteouslysin]

“What.. is going on here.” gunspluraltm, said with amusement from Nancy LOL. #dashcommentary

⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝐔h — chicken wing and macaroni ׅׅ𖤠 ❜

[scoopstrooptm]

       Something was very wrong. Robin had sensed it in Nancy ever since Barb had gone missing from Steve Harrington's party and disappeared into the woods. It had been understandable, really; they were all worried about her and frustrated that the Hawkins PD's search had yet to turn up any results. But it hadn't been Nancy's behaviour alone that had led Robin to the Byers house, of all places, on this cold November evening. Instead it was the way she'd witnessed both Nancy and Jonathan Byers downtown shopping for hunting supplies earlier in the day. Seeing them load up Jonathan's car with bear traps and hammers and gasoline from across the street... Robin wanted to make sure they weren't gonna try anything stupid.

       “ Hey! Don't go in there! ” A voice pulled her attention away from the front door as she approached, and Robin's brow furrowed at once.

       “ Harrington? ” Nancy's asshole boyfriend was stood by his car, door open, staring wide-eyed at the house as if it might reach out from its foundations and grab him. His face looked just as messed up as it had earlier in the afternoon when she'd caught him cleaning off spray paint from the movie theater marquee. The rumour was that he'd been the one to put it there in the first place. But none of that explained the alarm or urgency in his tone, or the way it looked like he'd just seen a ghost. Robin glanced from the front door back to him again. “ What are you talking about? ”

       He didn't say anything, but his eyes nervously shifted from her back to the house, and Robin followed his line of sight this time. The warm yellow light emanating from the windows were suddenly flickering, and before Robin had a chance to ask Steve about it, he was already making a beeline for the door. She instinctively followed.

       “ I'm serious. You should go home. ” He hissed the words at her right as his hand reached the door handle, but it wasn't the deterrent that Steve had maybe been hoping for. He was being serious, no doubt about that. But there was still no explanation, and if Steve Harrington was here that surely meant that Nancy was here too. Inside. Why else would he be here? Jonathan Byers was about as low down the social food chain as she was.

       Besides, she wasn't about to let the bane of her history class tell her what to do.

       Robin carefully crept into the living room after him but, where Steve immediately sprung into action, she could only stare. A monster — there was no other word for it — with a face that had opened up was in the Byers living room advancing on Nancy. She had a gun in her hand, but it had run out of bullets. As it moved to finally strike, Steve threw himself in the way, wielding a baseball bat with nails sticking out of it.

       The distraction he'd provided finally spurred Robin into motion. “ Nancy! ” As Steve pulled the monster's attention, Robin reached forward to grab her friend's arm and pull her out of the way. She watched Steve's silhouette flash against the flickering lights as he pushed the creature into the hallway. “ What the hell is going on? ” @gunspluraltm

[scoopstrooptm]

Did Dustin ever realize that when her and Lucas walked up in their Ghostbusters outfits she knew exactly what their technology was called. 😂

listen listen listen this is exactly why he had the crush ok. a girl who is huge nerd and also acts too cool for school ? dustin didn't stand a chance

[scoopstrooptm]

@gunspluraltm​ ( nancy ) sent a meme for robin:

35. start me up  /  rolling stones

       “ I’ll take you places that you’ve never ever seen, Nance. ”

[scoopstrooptm]

@gunspluraltm​ ( max ) sent a meme for robin:

60. girls just want to have fun  /  cyndi lauper

       " So my mom is always like, “When you gonna live your life right?” and it’s just, if this is wrong then I’m so much happier like that, you know? ”

[deadingham]

@gunspluraltm​: ✐ > 1140.

❛ You’re interfering with my plan. ❜

[scoopstrooptm]

@gunspluraltm sent a meme: ❝ it doesn’t matter that they won’t remember me. what matters is i helped. ❞ from Vickie

       Robin spared her a small smile as she sat behind their PB&J food table in the high school sports hall, watching the steady influx of residents enter through the double doors --- some homeless after Vecna’s gates had ripped through their houses, others looking for loved ones that had gone missing, and some, like them, here to offer whatever help they could. For a town so small-minded and, recently, so warped by its own prejudice and fear, it was perhaps depressing how a tragedy like this could suddenly bring everyone together --- with no angry mob in sight. Robin might have expressed her hatred and frustration for her hometown on numerous occasions, but she had never wished harm on it on this scale. 

        The worst part of all was that everyone here thought it had just been an earthquake. She, Steve, and Dustin, and the rest of the group knew that it was much worse. Vecna was gone, but she doubted that he or the Upside Down was defeated for good. But she couldn’t tell anyone. She couldn’t tell them to leave while they still could ---- many were, and there were queues all the way out of Roane county as people headed for the city. But many had stayed, and she had no way of warning them just how dangerous it might still get.

         Worse still, she couldn’t tell Vickie. All of this had happened and yet she still had to act like this was some freak natural disaster, another act of God on a town that had suffered so much already. “ Were your family OK? ” she finally asked quietly, elbows resting on the table. “ You know, after the earthquake. ” It struck her that she didn’t really know anything about Vickie’s family at all. This was not the circumstance under which she’d imagined getting to know her crush better... but then, nothing in her life had ever gone to plan, and even less so recently. “ It’s good of you to come and help. ”

[scoopstrooptm]

@gunspluraltm sent: Nancy here, feeding a curiosity, as she leans over to kiss Robin on the forehead on her mid ramble. from Nancy!

       Just because they'd all managed to hole up somewhere safe, reconvene after all hell had broken loose, and pass out supplies that a few of them had obtained on their way to the Wheelers' house, didn't mean that they could rest easy. This was it. Where they thought they'd stopped Vecna's plan, killed him before could open the final gate, saved Max before she could become his last victim... it hadn't worked. The Upside Down was here now, its monsters spilling through the cracks, no longer a secret that the government could wave away by making all those involved sign non-disclosure agreements.

       Not that it was stopping them from making Hawkins a no-go zone. Where many had left after the earthquake, people were fleeing in their droves now, and those that remained had to fight with the looters for what was left. Robin didn't know whether her parents had left already, or whether they were out there somewhere looking for her. Steve's were already out of town, predictably, and the two of them had yet to reunite Dustin with his mom.

       Robin and Steve had shared plenty of anxieties with each other in recent days, keeping each other going as they always did — but at a certain point it became nice to talk to someone else and even out the load. Particularly when that other person was Nancy. And that was how they wound up at her kitchen table, talking over what had happened ever since hell had ascended from the scars of Vecna's earthquake, morphing the town into its Upside Down counterpart.

       She hadn't realised that her talking had escalated into rambling, her breathing growing a little more rapid and hitched as she went on. Only when Nancy leaned across the table, planting a small, feather-light kiss to her forehead, did Robin stop — her brain short-circuiting a little before her gaze finally landed on the other girl's face.

       “ Oh — uh, sorry, Nance. ” She shifted a little in her chair, before attempting a small smile. “ I've already talked Steve's ears off about all of this over the last few days, but... it just feels good to talk to you too, you know? ”