#shezoom

[miercolaes]

❝ would you accompany me in caroling the neighborhood? i suddenly feel like extorting them of money and goods. and if they don't pay us well, we can set their house on fire. ❞

a little christmas gift from wednesday to @shezoomer. this is all she can do. we're so sorry max, you deserved better.

[unheald]

@shezoomer said: ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ @ eddie <3

there was a brief moment... before realisation of what she'd said hit, and features then shifted into one of over-the-top offence at her suggestion. little red certainly didn't hold back, did she?

" that... that stings, lil-red. i'm wounded. " of course, words were playful, he wasn't actually offended by her words, even if there was a part of him that played up to the whole... do-not-approach image that came in part with being the town's local freak. this group - dustin's friends... they were quite the band of mismatched losers, weren't they? even king steve... which was someone he never thought he'd be running with. so there was no need to ham it up here, was there?

" but that's why i'm just the distraction, right? not the one meant to instil fear in our foes. "

[graunblida]

an assortment of dialogue prompts // accepting @shezoomer sent: ❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜ is max teasing leksa? yes, she is <3

lexa makes a face, complete with the eye roll, when she turns to face the redhead. " i smile all the time. why do you guys always think i'm so grumpy? " to be fair, she has a STOIC resting face. and sometimes her fuse is a little short. details. " you know where you could see me smile a lot? hellfire club. d&d is fun. " lexa goes through a whole plethora of emotions while playing dungeons and dragons, which is one of the reasons the game is so appealing to her. she also enjoys combat statistics, lore and some good ol fashioned improv. she's not truly trying to guilt max into joining the group, she just thinks she'd have fun if she gave tabletop a try.

[couldfight]

"I brought... it's a thank-you card."

𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂 … / 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.

they look from max , to the card , to max again , a smile brightening their features . ❝ you are my friend . we protect each other . ❞ she doesn't need a card for that , but she'll treasure it anyway . ❝ thank you . ❞

[chmerical-a]

hozier prompts ( accepting!! ) // tierney gallagher & max mayfield

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ every  version  of  me  dead  and  ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤburied  in  the  yard  outside. ❞

𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗬  𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦𝗡'𝗧  𝗗𝗢  𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗧.  which  is  weird,  right?  considering  the  dead  brother  deal  (  𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦  𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬  𝘵𝘰  𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦  𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭...𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦  𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴  𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭--  𝘣𝘶𝘵  𝘸𝘩𝘰  𝘩𝘢𝘴  𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦  𝘧𝘰𝘳  𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵  𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺?  )  and  as  luck  would  have  it,  the  blonde's  managed  to  get  herself  deeply  tangled  into  the  messy  web  in  hawkins.  if  you  can  call  'getting  cursed  by  some  malevolent  mutant..  thing'  getting  tangled  into  some  mess.  she's  faced  a  whole  lot  in  her  short  time  hunting,  stared  at  the  creepy  and  crawly  straight  in  the  face  and  laughed,  knowing  damn  well  she's  more  than  capable  of  taking  care  of  herself,  but  there's  something  especially  off  putting  about  an  unstoppable  curse.  there's  no  weaseling  her  way  out  of  this,  that's  fact.  a  fact  that's  been  eating  away  at  her,  chipping  away  at  that  infectiously  chipper  energy  she's  known  for.  sure,  she  jokes,  sure,  she  smiles,  but  that  sleeplessness  is  catching  up  to  her;  that  bravado  can  only  last  for  so  long  after  all.

and  if  it  weren't  for  max,  she'd  feel  so,  utterly  and  completely,  𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚.  but  it's  a  small  comfort  that  shatters  once  she  remembers  the  redhead's  just  a  kid.  that  this  whole  group  who's  been  taking  care  of  this  town  are  all  kids.  and  if  this  rag  tag  group  can  hold  steady  and  figure  all  this  out,  so  can  she.  she  can  suck  up  the  looming  doom  and  gloom,  she  can  keep  it  light,  it's  what  she  does  best,  ❝  mm,  sounds  like  a  really  depressing  deconstruction  of  poltergeist.  i  kinda  dig  it.  ❞  not  her  best  work,  but  it'll  have  to  do.  she  follows  it  with  a  smile,  a  wink,  before  turning  her  gaze  back  to  the  sky.

the  air  outside  is  crisp,  cool,  a  comfort  from  the  too  warm,  too  sticky,  rv  they'd  been  crammed  in.  palms  are  on  the  ground,  steady,  as  she  lets  herself  get  lost  in  the  swirls  above,  her  mind  making  shapes  out  of  blobs.  oh,  but  she  won't  let  silence  last,  ❝  i'm  just  saying  if  you  forget  the  part  where  we're  actually,  y'know,  in  real  danger,  it  makes  for  a  good  story.  it'd  be  a  total  hit.  people  eat  that  shit  up,  y'know.  which  is  kind  of  weird  when  you  think  about  it,  but  whatever.  ❞  𝘀𝗵𝗲  𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗱  𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿  𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲  𝗶𝗳  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆  𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆  𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱  𝗶𝘁.  a  sigh  escapes  her  lips  as  palms  push  down  for  a  moment  before  she's  sat  upright,  fishing  around  her  jacket  pockets.  fingers  land  on  a  small  pack  and  tiny  box,  wrapping  around  them  tightly  before  tugging  them  out.  with  ease,  she's  popped  a  cigarette  out  and  into  her  mouth,  with  a  lit  match  to  follow.  one  drag  and  her  chest  will  squeeze  and  relax  as  smoke  fills  her  lungs,  a  beat  to  hold,  another  to  blow.  and  one  more  beat  for  self  awareness  to  hit,  baby  blues  widening,  ❝  oh  fuck--  uh,  you  don't  mind,  yeah?  or  do  you?  i  normally  don't  give  a  shit  but  you're  like..  𝟭𝟮  so..  ❞

ft. @shezoomer

[espercr]

𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 ( accepting ! )

@shezoomer said : ❝ i've been alone all my life . it's nothing new . ❞

❝ just because you've gotten used to something doesn't mean it's good for you , ❞ she counters , placing a warm cup of hot chocolate in front of max before settling into a seat across the small table kitchen from her . it's wisdom she's learned from hard earned experience . so much of her life so far has been spent running , living like a ghost . sometimes she's not convinced she isn't some lost soul cursed to wander the earth & never again find a place to call home . despite finding a place to settle for the time being , her body hasn't really gotten the memo . her nerves are always on edge , ready for another close call , anticipating the next disaster . even now , hope's knee bounces beneath the table , an outlet for all that pent up anxiety . it's exhausting - but it's all she's ever known , & much like loneliness ( another feeling she is more than familiar with . ) it take its toll after a while . she doesn't want the same for max . ❝ i know it feels safer this way , but it doesn't work out so well in the long run . . . trust me . ❞

[cahrolinehasmoved]

𖤐 ⸻ " I KNOW EXACTLY what i want and who i want to be "

@shezoomer liked for a lyric starter ! ( MARINA + oh no! )

[publicabsent]

🎒  —  packed a bag!       for a headcanon about what my muse carries with them in their bag, or would pack with them on a short trip.

red (nettie's version.) / accepting.

she often carries a canvas bag with her, carrying more than the usual house keys & phone & wallet. she keeps at least one in-progress book on her person, though if it's short she has her next to-be-read on her, too. she also keeps a few writing utensils, as well as at least two notebooks -- one for when she's non-verbal, & the other for her stream of consciousness journaling. there are often other things in there, little quote-unquote treasures she finds -- interesting bottlecaps or rocks, bird feathers, other such things. she stores them in small boxes in her room, like a little magpie.

[belasso-blog]

me, knowing full well we've never interacted: trick did u know ur amazing bc u are. like genuinely such a sweet person i cannot. I'LL TALK TO U SOON ENOUGH WATCH ME. but fr ur a delight to see on my dash thank u

me looking at this message fr!!!! what the HECK, you’re so sweet!!!!! we gotta chat now!! like!! we can’t not! thank you for this kind message!!! 🥺🩵🥰

[miercolaes]

’i don’t want you to be here when it happens’ (hi vero i literally adore u sm)

confusion forever engraved onto her features as soon as she hears max's plea. if that was supposed to be a warning, max ought to do better. dark gaze slithers to the side, eyes squinted ever so slightly, before reverting back upon @shezoomer, ❝ what exactly are you talking about? ❞ she queries, intrigue piqued, ❝ what do you think is going to happen? ❞

there were so much wednesday would run away from if her legs could take it and if she weren't pressured by society's norms. and while it may be true this mostly regarded other individuals, no matter their age, wednesday has given up on her instincts and accepted the eternal damnation of human interactions. that included maxine, though the redhead grew on her much like a tumor on a healthy body.

arms are crossed against her chest as she continues staring at the other, though something is changed ; wednesday became more wary of their surroundings, expecting the worst. ❝ is there something you're keeping away from me? ❞

[snowinabottle]

what form of love do you embody ? ?

love as a choice

[ love is beautiful because it ' s built deliberately ] when casey mcquinston wrote " that ' s the choice . i love him , with all that , because of all that , on purpose . i love him on purpose " and when jenny slate tweeted " i just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose , on purpose i am going to care about you " and when jodi picoult wrote " after fifteen years , love isn ' t just a feeling . it ' s a choice " and when the good place said " if soulmates do exist , they ' re not found they ' re made "

tagged by : stolen from @goodpirate ♡ tagging : @evermorcd , @shezoomer , @sithchosen , @peakyblinder

[ninjaliike]

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙳?

touch me with tender truth. you crave being known and held. you just want the warmth and pressure of another body against your own. sometimes, late at night when you're alone in your bed, your skin aches with the lack of touch. you've tried touching yourself, and it isn't the same. one time someone gripped your shoulder and squeezed it in passing, and you thought about it for weeks after - the ghost pressure of their hand lingering. don't you deserve it? consistent physical love and caring? i think so, i think you do. but i also have to ask - do you fear it even as you want? after all, if you get it then it might also be taken away. i hope that if you fear it, you push through past that fear. that you ask for the touch you desire and deserve. i hope that you get touched with love and kindness, wrapped up in warm arms and rocked from side to side until the tension and pain falls away layer by layer and only you are left.

tagged by: stole this from the dash! tagging: @helbanish / @dunneham . @goofily . @shezoomer . @sythegun . @frederickjones . @shel0st . @heruns & you!

[couldfight]

a starter for @shezoomer !

the room is silent apart from their soft breathing , but el is far from tired . she's never had a sleepover before & the excitement is still buzzing around her . rolling onto her back , she finally gives up .

❝ are you sleeping ? ❞ it's a whisper , but they're secretly hoping that even if max is asleep , she'll wake up .

[ylfah]

❝ if  i’m  going  to  be  a  monster,  at  least  i  can  be  a  monster  for  the  right  side. ❞

↝ @shezoomer : ♡'d

[sinclaws]

❛❛ ugh, finally — someone with some sense around here ! what did you say your name was, again? ❜❜ &. @shezoomer.

[woednesdayaddams]

️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜  /  always accepting !

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️* ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️@shezoomer  said  :  𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎  𝚓���𝚜𝚝  𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚝𝚘  𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗  𝚖𝚎?

  𝚗𝚘,  𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝  𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.  she’d  only  abandon  hope  for  it  does  not  capitalize  anything,  it’s  as  futile  as  believing  all  humans  are  naturally  benevolent.  there’s  no  good,  no  evil,  no  hope,  just  those  who  keep  on  trying,  those  who  fight  for  something  bigger  than  them.  abandoning  hope  is  easier  than  letting  go  of  max.  ❛  only  after  sparing  you  from  further  harm,  ❜    line  that  separates  saving  from  slaughtering  blurred  out  ;  she  doesn’t  know  where  she  truly  stands,  her  deepest  crave  for  the  grotesque  that  could  come  from  a  human  was  intense  and,  she  was  insatiable  for  that.  still,  it  came  in  contradiction  with  her  values  and,  the  latter  had  won,    ❛  i’ll  stick  around.  this  place  is  promising.  ❜    hope  wasn’t  naturally  given,  it  was  carefully  knitted  with  her  own  two  hands,  albeit  tainted  with  crimson.  hope  wasn’t  given,  it  was  forged.  going  to  great  lengths  in  order  to  keep  …  max  safe?  even  the  phantom  of  that  notion  managed  to  make  her  skin  crawl,  leaving  nothing  but  goosebumps  in  its  way.  if  she  had  to  torture  max  and  the  others,  she’d  do  it  on  her  own  accord.    ❛  however,  we  can’t  stay  in  the  same  place.  so,  lead  the  way.  ❜