| | ➻ ( rudy pankow, twenty-two, he/him ) did you hear all the drama from rick’s party ? yeah apparently ( gareth emerson ) was there. i think someone said they work at ( sam goody ) and their favourite song is ( love bites - judas priest ) and that they tend to be ( creative, impulsive ) but also seemed quite ( self-destructive, facetious ). everyone says they remind them of ( liquorice rolling papers, split lips, drum solos and yard sale paperbacks stuffed in your back pocket ) …. i guess i could see that too. | |
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name : gareth jason emerson
nicknames : grizz, gar, gar-bear, grizzly-adams
age : twenty-two
pronouns : he/him
sexuality : bisexual
birthday : august 30th
birthplace : hawkins, indiana
family : jolene emerson (mother), graham emerson (father), whitney emerson (y. sister), archie emerson † (y. brother)
tattoos & piercings : septum and tongue pierced though mostly hides these unless he’s partying in indianapolis or chicago or with the freaks. inner bicep piece of a black dragon curled around a great sword, roman numerals of archie & whitney’s birthdays on his left wrist, a tiny banana between his pointer finger on the right hand for monkey, his dog. a few ugly stick and pokes and some newer ones that are way less ugly.
aesthetics : room temperature pizza, spending half your pay check on polaroid film, a wave of good aftershave, headbanging until your neck feels like it’ll snap, letting your little sister paint your nails, engine oil in denim, love bites by judas priest playing faintly from a pair of headphones, dappled sunlight through forest leaves, sweat in your eyes, broken drumsticks, slinging your arm round the neck of your friend who can’t stop laughing, purple red bruises blooming like a valentines bouquet across your ribs, lovingly restoring old vinyl in the garage, the cold brush of a chain dangling from your lover’s neck against your racing pulse, smashing your fist into concrete until the knuckles split, the scent of old paper, cracked spines and well loved books.
never worn a matching pair of socks in his life, gareth liked garage sale paperbacks, pizza rolls and not much else. back in the day, the first five or six years of gareth’s miserable existence, the family had had a nice ranch style place by the woods but then his dad lost his job and they lost the house. from then on the family were usually too on top of one another, grizz always seeming to end up underfoot.
rock and roll’s the devil’s work, obviously. has soundproofed part of their small basement to practice drumming without getting yelled at.
[family death cw] though he never talks about it at all any more, about twelve years ago grizz’s five year old little brother drowned in lake tippecanoe when his dad briefly took his eyes off them. this kind of tore the family up. his mom left when grizz was fourteen, leaving a wad of cash in an envelope in his dresser and asking him to promise to be a ‘good boy’ until she came back. still waiting.
got a job the second he could during high school and has stayed employed ever since, though bounced around a fair bit.
[child abuse cw] his dad rarely goes a couple weeks without spiralling into a rage and physically attacking grizz which has been the same since his sophomore year, he’s just about to try and move out and find his own place after saving for a few years out of high school but he doesn’t want to leave his sixteen year old sister in the house.
used to be on the track team, a very fast runner.
held average grades at the start of high school, got some special attention from his english teacher who believed sincerely that he could do better if he just focused. managed to do pretty well by graduation but lost confidence in himself and his ability to adapt to living anywhere but hawkins because of his inability to pick a college. feels kind of cursed and stuck in roane county.
corroded coffin is his outlet, along with the ice hockey league he sometimes plays in a town over. has a notebook full of polaroids, quotes or lyric ideas scrawled on diner napkins, drive-in theatre tickets, the stamp from clubs in indianapolis and anything else you can think of, that is usually stuffed in the small of his back.
wears a lot of flannel and his extremely battered leather jacket basically every day of the year.
spends tooooons of time carefully painting the miniatures with tiny brushes for eddie’s d&d campaigns. usually plays a monk or a druid.
has a dog that is a mongrel of too many breeds to count named monkey, he has a neckerchief.
drums on every surface. all. the. time.
built a tree house and dugout in the middle of the forest for his friends from fifth to eighth grade, grizz’s dad is a carpenter by trade so he knows his way around.
makes a meaannnnn mac & cheese, is pretty much always down to clown.
pretty handy at fixing most types of motorbike, has been the only person to touch his own bike for about three years.
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| | ➻ ( dacre montgomery, twenty-three, he/him ) did you hear all the drama from rick’s party ? yeah apparently ( william ‘ billy ‘ hargrove ) was there. i think someone said they work at ( hawkins community pool & 7-eleven ) and their favourite song is ( die young by black sabbath ) and that they tend to be ( daring, decisive ) but also seemed quite ( volatile, abrasive ). everyone says they remind them of ( the knife of childhood guts you clean ; grief blossoming into rage ; rage like a gaping maw —- a threat, a promise, a fear ; spitting blood and kerosene ; oh ! tyrant king, empty idol —– what adoration can’t get you fear will ; but how lonely it is to be seen and not known ; that animal fear, that secret affliction rots you from the inside ; you cut yourself on your own jagged edges ; are you your father’s son? do you deserve to be saved? ) …. i guess i could see that too. | |
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 !
name: william neil hargrove
nicknames: billy , b
age: twenty-three
sexuality: bisexual / biromantic
gender: cis man
pronouns: he / him
date of birth: march 29th
place of birth: san diego , california
place of residence: hawkins , indiana
occupation: lifeguard at hawkins community pool & cashier at 7-eleven
relatives: neil hargrove ( father ) , edith hargrove ( mother ) , susan hargrove ( step-mother ) , maxine ‘ max ‘ mayfield ( step-sister )
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !
mbti: estp
dark triad: psychopathy
four temperaments: choleric
alignment: chaotic evil ( just chaotic tbh. the rest fluctuates )
ennegram: type 8
rosenberg self esteem scale: 13 / 30
zodiac: aries sun , scorpio moon
weekday: wednesday’s child is full of woe
𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 !
mother’s mirror , born to venerate the holy father ( he who was baptized in napalm and crucified by the american dream. he who takes his libations in blood. ). you might not of been able to dream bigger than father’s fists and seven feet waves , but she could. and she knew if she didn’t get out then , she never would.... so she left. left her husband. left her child. left only san judas tadeo in her wake ( oh patron saint of lost causes ! will you help her only son like she never would ? )
neil’s cruelty is multifaceted and after edith leaves , it learns a new face ----- one that feigns fatherhood. rage teeters into adoration at the drop of a pin. one second billy is the worst goddamn thing that ever happened to his , the next , he’s the only good thing neil’s bitch of an ex-wife ever gave him. monday he’s dodging bottles , wednesday he’s cradled like something special ----- like a son. it’s like a game , really. will neil laugh when billy flinches , call him a pussy , or break into apologies ? ice cream or ice packs ? it’d be easier if they hated each other. kinder if neil was cruel all the time.
then came susan. then came max. then came hawkins fucking indiana.
scumbag fuck with his daddy’s temper and a flashy car , he gave the shitty little nowhere town something to talk about. snarled and bit his way to the tippy top of the food chain. sucked off football players behind the bleachers and fucked their girlfriends in the back of his car. helped take home a championship. made a name for himself with housewives and the 5-o. graduated with a 3.4 gpa and a ticket to nowhere.
he never stopped california dreamin’. kept those dreams close to his chest and his disdain writ plain on his face. but small towns were like pit traps. college was never an option , but god , he had hoped to at least get out of the house.... but his birth certificate was held hostage. his money sent straight to neil’s wallet. quick as his father was to kick him out , he wasn’t half as willing to let him leave. didn’t want him to turn around and run out on family like his bitch mother had. cried abandonment the second someone breached the topic. so billy stayed. stayed in his father’s house where dreams turned to ash and love was where the belt bit in.
the longer he stays , the more he wants to leave. the longer he stays , the harder it becomes to leave. the harder it becomes for him to tell where neil hargrove ends and billy hargrove begins. what is he but an extension of his father ? a two-headed beast. a conglomerate of anger and fear and abandonment issues. is he his father’s son ? is he is father’s property ? is he his father ?
his mother taught him this : get out now or you never will.
billy hargove is going to die in fucking nowhere indiana. it’ll be a murder-suicide.
𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 !
billy is a carfucker. the camaro is his baby. don’t look at it the wrong way or you’ll be eating your teeth. poured his heart and soul into fixing it up in shop class back in cali.
he’s got a lead foot. drives at least thirty over the speed limit at all times.
babygirl’s middle name is oral fixation. gum , cigarettes , toothpicks , candy , pens , his necklace , it’s all fair game.
metalhead ! tank , dio , metallica , black sabbath , motley crue , w.a.s.p., judas priest , nasty savage , blessed death , liege lord , anthrax , exodus , metal church , iron maiden , pantera , ratt , slayer , whitesnake , ac/dc , scorpions , king kobra , queensryche , aerosmith , helloween , thin lizzy , exciter , saint vitus , girlschool , running wild....
he’s got a soft spot for pink floyd and fleetwood mac
into shitty horror flicks
attention whore
mental health is simply.... not super stellar atm. but he has abs !!!!
sweet tooth
literally has no fucking clue what a dungeon master is and would probably think you were propositioning him if you used it in a sentence
like a magpie , he likes to collect shiny things ----- particularly jewelry
very vain. ties a lot of his self-worth to his looks. needs to be the prettiest princess at all times
daddy AND mommy issues
very loosely catholic
would move back to california in a second if he thought he could
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 !
hookups ! ----- girls , guys , either way , billy has gotten around. probably a wham bam thank you ma'am , one-stop-shop situation ( billy doesn’t do feelings ) but i’m so down for things to get complicated and messy.
drug dealer ! ----- pretty self explanatory. billy does drugs. he needs someone to provide , please and thanks.
rivalries ! ----- let’s be real , billy is a straight up bitch ! he’s a walking problem. five feet and nine inches of attitude. there’s bound to be people who take issue with that. who either want to pay him back in kind or knock him down a few pegs. only question is: who’s going to step up to the plate.
hellraisers ! ----- he can’t be the only bad influence in hawkins. give him someone to get in trouble with. someone who brings out the worst in him. someone who’s friendship might as well be a signed contract for mutually assured destruction. drugs , violence , rock n roll , baby , he’ll take it all !
guiding light ! ----- someone who sees the best in billy , even if he doesn’t see it himself. a friend who sees him through black eyes and binges. who painstakingly tries to put him together after he’s worked so damn hard to smash himself to pieces.
heartbreaker ! ----- someone who turned the tables on billy and shattered his heart into teeny tiny pieces. was it karma ? definitely. inevitable ? maybe. but either way , it’s still a sore spot. a tender bruise that’s begging to have a thumb pressed into it.
neil’s friends / coworkers ! ----- neil hargrove is a good man cursed with a trashy loudmouthed fuck of a kid. but if he’s a little quieter around the people neil knows , a little more respectful , that’s just manners , isn’t it ? still , it’s bound to strike at least one or two of them as off.
lost duckling ! ----- why the fuck this kid decided to latch onto him ( brain damage probably ) is beyond him , but they did. and , alright , maybe he’s got a little bit of a soft spot for them now , but that’s not going to make him all parental or anything. he’s shit at the big brother thing ----- just ask max. so really , if he’s teaching them how to suck down marlboro reds and giving them rides in the camaro , it’s not because he wants them to stick around , alright ? it’s just because no one else is looking after the kid , apparently.
literally anything else
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