Alpha Bitch TM

[cperkinstm]

ALPHA B I T C H

Indie RP blog for Carol Perkins from Stranger Things as written by Ace.

This is private and selective sideblog to shadowcovcn. Mostly created to scratch an itch and write with a few besties. Please do not try to interact unless we are mutuals on my main blog.

-> A study in... highschool clout chasing, being a latchkey kid, struggling to escape generational cycles, city girl in a small town, social masking, dramatic is just a code word for big time bitch, asshole with a heart of gold, ride or die friendship.

-> Affiliated with... @harringtontm (Steve Harrington) // @011tm (Jane "El" Hopper) // @munsontm (Eddie Munson) // @scoopstrooptm (Erica Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, and Robin Buckley) // @hargrovetm (Billy Hargrove)

-> Tommy ( @hagantm )

-> Links.. CARRD. SELF-PROMO. MEMES.

-> Where to find me... lorelodge, thecodekeeper, mayfieldtm.

[morabbots]

Fighting like dogs and marking your territory when all you want is to fuck each other!

[soluksuret-deactivated20260516]

[cperkinstm]

@hagantm

[hagantm]

@cperkinstm finds Tommy drinking to cope .

IT'S A LIGHT BUZZ ; NOTHING BAD , NOTHING TOO OBNOXIOUSLY PATHETIC . no hard liquor either , most importantly . a little something to take the edge off that he had promised himself he wouldn't use until later in the night . the first sip after a year of incarceration had been heaven and hell simultaneously . the kind of shit that had landed him in juvie in the first place - and still the moment he'd set foot back into the world , that old , familiar need had crept right back in . first time he'd wanted to go for a bottle that day was after showering in the morning ; seeing that ugly , thick scar running down his shoulder blade and suddenly realising that he'd forgotten what privacy during a shower feels like . and he hadn't done it . not one drop .

it's nearing eleven at night when Carol finds him ; still having a key to the house , apparently , and he'd rather shoot himself in the foot than ask it back . Tommy has hunkered down on the couch in the pool house , watching the lights in the water , sipping on a bottle of lager . the fourth one , counting three more , empty on the coffee table . just a light buzz . something to help him figure out what the fuck he's supposed to do now .

" it's not bad , I promise . " ah , there's the pathetic part . the immediate apology , as if she'd caught him doing something godawful . hands defensively raised , even ; Tommy looks a little sheepish . " really , nothing like it was before . I mean it . " before . when he'd gotten so out of control , he'd left her no other choice but to walk away . " I just . . . I gotta figure out how to be here again . I guess . " this house . this town . this life .

[cperkinstm]

SHE HADN'T BEEN BY since, well, since Tommy had been let out. That wasn't to say they hadn't spent time together. They had. But it was limited. Carol didn't want to get her hopes up. Tommy had been her rock. Learning to live, survive, and cope without him had been the hardest thing she had ever done. But, she had done it. So, when Tommy had gotten out, Carol had vowed not to get sucked down that Tommy-shaped hole again. Easier said than done. To his credit, Tommy had been a damn rockstar. He was present, picked her up for hangouts sober, and, best of all, they spoke on the phone for hours just like they had way back when everything was simple and good. Carol didn't expect it to last. Not because she didn't believe in Tommy. This was just his cycle. Push away everything else in a single-minded attempt to cope until the pressure grew and the foundation cracked.

Tonight was the first night Tommy hadn't picked up since he had gotten out. That's how she knew something was off. In the past, she may have gotten mad, but in her resolve to do better and make this work, Carol had grabbed her purse and made the long walk from her rinky-dink house to Tommy's extravagant one. His parents weren't home (no surprise), and she made her way through the halls as if they were her own. Spotting him sitting by the pool, her heart sank a little, seeing the cans scattered. It could be worse. It could be worse.

"Ok." Her tone is soft and forgiving. An attempt to soothe him of the guilt she could clearly see in his eyes. "I trust you." Carol crossed the poolside, ignoring the chair next to Tommy in favour of his lap. Her long, manicured nails combed through his hair, and for a moment, there was only the chirping of crickets and the humming of the pool. Carol pressed her forehead to Tommy's, her fingers slowly tracing down his neck as she said, "It'll be OK. You and me, we're going to figure this out." She kissed him, leaving a trace of cherry bomb lipstick on his cheek.

[cperkinstm]

♦

one word my muse would use to describe yours // @hagantm

Carol had met Tommy on her first day at Hawkins Middle School. Thinking back on it now, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. Ever the character, even then, Tommy had manufactored a fight with Steve to impress her. She didn't have to dig deep to think of a word that described him at the time. "Dumbass" more than sufficed. But it was thought of with affection, and that affection encouraged her to peel back the layers of dumbassery like the idiotic onion he was. By the end of middle school, they were dating, and Carol could say with absolute certainty that, yes, her man was a dumbass. But it was no longer a word she would use to describe him. Loving, loyal, brave, sharp, these were all well-suited but did not describe him completely. Complex or misunderstood, but Carol would never admit either of those. Tommy wouldn't want her to; god forbid anyone know the truth. No, that side of Tommy was hers. Only hers. In fact, all of him was.

"Mine."

[heustons]

TANNER BUCHANAN as Billy Walsh in How To Date Billy Walsh (2024)

[taiturner]

CLOWN IN A CORNFIELD (2025) dir. Eli Craig

[cperkinstm]

*blows the dust off carol and winks at @thagantm*

[forbescaroline]

favorite platonic relationships: isobel evans, max evans and michael guerrin “It’s okay. We’re here, we got you. We’re not gonna let anything bad happen to you.”

[cperkinstm]

thagantm asked: “  you’re hot.  and i’m bored.  ”   ( for Carol but like, charmingly cute )

SHE PLACED THE PALM OF HER HAND on his chest and threw back her head with a scoff. "You're bored. I'm not," she said, shoving him back in such a way that it was clear she wasn't mad. "You think I have nothing better than you to do, Tommy?"

[celestialprompt]

⭒⭑⭒⭑⭒ — which one meme: back to school edition —⭒⭑⭒⭑⭒

send me a pairing and i'll answer:

which one actually did the summer reading assignment: which one buys new school supplies every year: which one lays out their clothes the night before: which one is early and which one walks in right as the bell rings: which one doesn’t even know where their class schedule is: which one asks the teacher if there’s homework on the first day: which one color-coordinates notebooks: which one tries to make new friends on the first day: which one volunteers to be class president: which one sets up study groups on the first week: which shoves the syllabus in their backpack and forgets about it:

[dailyflicks]

THE SERPENT QUEEN (2022-) 2.02 Second Coming

[cperkinstm]

HER PHONE VIBRATED against the cheap wooden study. Once. Twice. Some people say third times the charm, but those people hadn't met Carol. It wasn't until the fifth buzz that she found herself irritated enough to peak down. All her most recent texts were from the same number, the most recent one reading:

[Sunnyside] SOS save me please holy shit - @hargrovetm

Carol let derisive huff. Shaking her head with such exasperation you'd have thought she were watching a toddler learnt to walk. Her perfectly manicured fingers tapped against her phone at a breakneck speed:

[text] make stupid choices get stupid prized [text] ur lucky i'm heading that way

She hadn't planned on leaving her room, much less stop by some lame ass party. Couldn't have Billy getting any ideas.

[text] gas and beer is on u.

[rp-asks-crack-starters]

Dress my Muse up. 👚

Send 👚 + an Item of clothing that my muse has no choice but to wear to see their reaction

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( dialogue prompts taken from the second season of hulu's the bear, created by christopher storer. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )

❛ you ever think about purpose? ❜

❛ i love you, but i do not have time for this, alright? ❜

❛ i have time for this. ❜

❛ you know what the fuck you're doing. you love this shit. it's fun for you. i don't have that. ❜

❛ i'm afraid one day, i'm gonna wake up and you guys are all just gonna just drop this ass. ❜

❛ if this shit is not fun for you, what the fuck is fun for you? ❜

❛ i'm not making the same mistakes i made last time. ❜

❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜

❛ sometimes, i look like february. ❜

❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜

❛ can i ask you something and you can tell me to fuck off if you want? ❜

❛ chef, that's way too much acid. ❜

❛ you, uh, making a sundae? ❜

❛ that actually sounds delicious. ❜

❛ because you're the bear and i remember you. ❜

❛ i love taking care of you. and i always will. you know that? ❜

❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜

❛ i gotta come up with three really great desserts. you got any ideas? ❜

❛ you ever made ice cream before, chef? want to? ❜

❛ it kind of tastes like a, um... minty snickers bar. ❜

❛ so how long you been a cook? ❜

❛ how’d you get good at this? ❜

❛ you can spend all the time in the world in here, but if you don't spend enough time out there... you know? ❜

❛ speaking of dead brothers, do you wanna go to a party? ❜

❛ it looks so pretty on you. you should keep it. ❜

❛ what's going on with you? i know there's something. just tell me. ❜

❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜

❛ you're not by yourself, alright? i'm right here with you. ❜

❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜

❛ i think time spent doing this is time well spent. ❜

❛ never too late to start over. ❜

❛ i just want you to know... that this is really nice. ❜

❛ i'm thinking you're very, very beautiful. ❜

❛ we just don't say hello anymore? ❜

❛ you're wearing a suit? ❜

❛ uh, yeah, i wear suits now. ❜

❛ i'm sorry if i took anything out on you and if I treated you like shit. ❜

❛ i actually do think that we could fit good together. ❜

❛ i could be good at things that you don't really wanna do. and you're obviously really great at a whole bunch of stuff that I don't know how to do, you know? ❜

❛ i'm wearing a suit 'cause it makes me feel better about myself. ❜

❛ i know that you're trying. i see that you're trying. ❜

❛ you just came from a funeral? ❜

❛ yeah, a funeral of all my enemies. ❜

❛ you want me to make you some coffee? ❜

❛ i just need your focus like you need mine. ❜

❛ you good? ❜

❛ what's your relationship with your mom like? ❜

❛ alright, chef, i need you to salt that like a sidewalk. ❜

❛ looks gorgeous, chef. ❜

❛ i haven't eaten yet. ❜

❛ oh, let me make you something. ❜

❛ yeah, i can make you an omelet. ❜

❛ that wasn't like an ask out or anything, was it? ❜

❛  i'm looking really good. i 'm thinking you should start calling me chef. ❜

❛ well, i'mma keep calling you jagoff, 'cause that's what you like. ❜

❛ you deserve my full focus. ❜

❛ i guess i'm scared that i don't have what it takes to not fuck this up. ❜

❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜

❛ i fuck things up all the time, like, every day. ❜

❛ you could do this without me. ❜

❛ i couldn't do it without you. i wouldn't even wanna to do it without you. ❜

❛ you make me better at this. ❜

❛ you still love to cook, right? ❜

❛ how's the wine? ❜

❛ yo. we're low on forks, chef. ❜

❛ okay, let's start firing some caviar, please. ❜

❛ i was just gonna say how special and cool and great this place is and how i'm the most proud of you ever. ❜

❛ i really appreciate you being so patient with me. ❜

❛ do i have time to go outside and scream "fuck"? ❜

❛ just don't tell them you saw me, 'cause this is embarrassing. ❜

❛ i love them so much. i don't know how to show it. ❜

❛ i don't know how to say i'm sorry. ❜

❛ i need you to say it's okay. ❜

❛ you are being so fucking weird, man. ❜

❛ i'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant. ❜

❛ i failed you guys and it's not gonna happen again. ❜

❛ maybe i'm just not built for this. ❜

❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜

❛ i'm really sorry you feel that way. ❜

❛ would you shut the fuck up and get me the fuck outta here, please? ❜

❛ i don't understand why you can't just let something good happen for once in your fucking life? ❜

❛ you wanna talk to me about my fucking kid? at least i got a kid. ❜

❛ where were you when i fucking put your brother in the ground, you selfish piece of shit? ❜

❛ i fucking love you! ❜

❛ you fucking need me. ❜

❛ i just had this sudden urge to tell you that i've always had this, like, massive crush on you. ❜

❛ i love you, chef. ❜

[cperkinstm]

She enters detention with her typical snooty demeanor. Long, perfectly manicured nails are dragged across the chalk board as she crosses the room to take her seat. Somehow her nails remain immaculate. Further proof that she is the devils favorite bitch.

[dailymysticfalls]

Stefan Salvatore, I hereby invite you into this home.

[cperkinstm]

@thagantm