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@hcllfired
PINNED.
HCLLFIRED.
REBCCA TANG.
an independent and private stranger things oc based off the deleted cast photo of the hellfire club.
tolerated by mango. they / them. 30+.
sideblog to @cthulhued
BIO . / / RULES. / / MEMES ( ALWAYS ACCEPTING ). / / PROMO
𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
lads if i ever have to type “pin against the wall” ever again in this lifetime, it’ll be too soon, but i really hope you enjoy these!! if you think of more that you would like to be added, let me know! please do NOT add more in the reblogs, it is VERY likely that i can and will be making a second part to this list! now go drink some water and i hope y’all enjoy the memes!
[ KISS ]: sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.
[ ANGER ]: sender pins receiver against the wall out of anger.
[ CHALLENGE ]: in a motion designed to challenge the receiver’s authority, sender pins receiver against the wall.
[ TRAINING ]: during a sparring match, sender ends up pinning the receiver against the wall.
[ HEAT ]: while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more.
[ SHIELD ]: in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body.
[ COVER ]: while hiding from persecutors, sender pushes the receiver against a wall and uses their body to hide the receiver’s face from view.
[ HIDE ]: while on the run, the sender hastily grabs the receiver and pins them against a wall that’s hidden from public view to avoid being seen.
[ STOP ]: in order to stop the receiver from walking away, the sender guides them back and pushes them against a wall.
[ FIGHT ]: while in a physical fight, sender shoves the receiver against the wall in an effort to gain the upper hand.
[ RESTRAIN ]: sender pushes the receiver back against the wall to stop them from physically fighting the sender.
[ STEADY ]: sender gently catches and guides the emotionally distressed receiver against a wall in order to physically steady them.
[ CLOSER ]: while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…
[ THROAT ]: sender pins the receiver to the wall by placing a hand or forearm against their throat.
[ FRONT ]: sender shoves the receiver against the wall so that the receiver’s front is pressed against the wall.
[ WHISPER ]: sender pins the receiver against a wall in order to whisper something into their ear (either a secret or in a manner of seduction).
[ FEAR ]: in order to frighten or intimidate the receiver, the sender shoves them back against a wall, positioning themselves so that the receiver can’t get out.
HE GAVE A SOFT SNORT AT HER WORDS. ARMS CROSSED over his chest as he leaned back in his chair. The front legs of his seat just hovering over the safety of the solid platform. Honestly, when he was with any member of Hellfire he felt like a kid again. Which could be a good thing or bad thing… depending, “ As much as I love having you in my campaigns, Lady Cassandra, you must take heed to the unforgiving council. ” lips twitched upwards, letting his body lean forward once again. The chair slammed back onto the ground with a small thud. He paid it no mind. Eddie couldn’t help but worry. He himself should have graduated in the Spring of 1984, and here he was two years later. He didn’t want that for anyone else.
RINGED FINGERS PICKED UP HIS PENCIL, ERASER TAPPING AT THE pages of the notebook. It made that familiar thudding sound that seemed to follow Eddie in every classroom. A clear sign that he was distracted. However, here, with Rebecca, it was out of pure nervousness. Not like she didn’t know he was in a band, didn’t know the lyrics were written up by them, and that he was the main vocalist. He wasn’t hundred percent sure why he was feeling nervous.
THE THUDDING STOPPED AS HAND WENT TO KEEP HIS HEAD upward. Other hand twitched, debating about closing the notebook, “ Why do you do that? ” he spoke into the silence, “ Apologize for something you couldn’t help? ” not that he had room to talk, “ It’s fine, Becca. Totally fine. No one holds it against you. Not us. Not ever. ”
“the council can eat my whole ass.” she mumbled, staring at the sharpened candy cane again and subtly making stabbing motions with it. yeah.... no wonder she got detention. she hoped the two weekends would fly by-- she didn’t know how long she could tolerate mr. krungle’s rank breath and heavy breathing. felt like she was being stalked by a t-rex. short arms and all.
a click of her tongue was given at his question , shrugging her shoulders before slipping the peppermint treat back into her mouth. “habit , i suppose.” something she was used to doing. either at home , with teachers , or with the guys now apparently. a habit of guilt. “still should have been there... i bet it fucking kicked ass.” her hand reached over , patting eddie’s ringed one before she quickly snatched the notebook. looking through it as she now held the candy cane as a weapon against him. “ooooo! is this this week’s campaign notes?” she was gonna miss THIS!?
“biggest turn on?“ *cough cough* men whimpering
words of love from becca.
fuckass.
bitch.
trái tim tôi ( my heart )
he didn't run after her ─── at least not within that moment. he remembered those days , sometimes he still had them. times in the shower , or at his home , or even working on a car. where his anger would burst. that pressure of a crown he never asked for being forced on his head. hearing the thousands of thoughts , dreams of his pack. the beast inside him ripe to burst , ready to escape from the prison of his bones & eat , destroy. holding at that in became so exhausting. but he learned to mask it , force it down & swallow hard. especially for his family. his head turned as he heard the scream , sighing heavily as he slipped his leather jacket on slowly following where she went. he kept his distance not wanting to overstep on already shattered glass. ‘ i think … you should come with me , there’s a place that’ll help. ’
she was trying to hold it together the best she could. shaking as she heard the wolf’s voice and slowly turning her head to look at him. the flames flickered around her closed fists until they snuffed out. quickly wiping the tears away with the back of her hand... she was fine.. totally... totally fine.no... she wasn’t. and she felt the tears fall again and a wail came out of her- the built up emotions exploding out of her. fully turning , she practically ran to him- wrapping her arounds around him before burying her face into his chest. “i hate them. i hate them. i hate them!” her voice cracked and muffled against him.
the wolf never got the chance to be a student , at a school. from stories he was in elementary once until he shattered another kids rib. so being able to be surrounded by friends , surrounded by books & desk , aiming for goals higher than surviving. he never stood a single chance. so he lived through others . becca just happened to be one of them. he couldn’t help but find it cute in a sense. tongue grazing across his teeth as he smirked. brow quick to quirk at her comment. ─── he went with the usual , red button up shirt [ mostly unbuttoned ]. but instead of his jeans for her he kept to black slacks. elbow resting against chair , his hand curled to press knuckle against lips. ‘ n` why am i not allowed to look ? ’ he enjoyed teasing her ─── maybe a bit too much. she fought back , she put him in his place. reminded him he wasn’t as high & mighty as he thought he was. head fell to the side in a curious tilt. ‘ you look stunning tonight , so it should be admired. ’
there was a pink tint to tanned skin. him and that damn fucking shirt.... those words. before; becca would have told the wolf to fuck off but now.... now she just settled in the seat with her cheeks burning more than normal. “thank you...” she whispered as she took a sip of her water. “you look rather handsome tonight , kerr.” she paused. “even if you thought tits out was the best choice.” her hand came over to place on top of his. “this is nice....thank you for this.” even her parents didn’t even show up to the graduation.
"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲—𝐎𝐢, 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!"
He was quick to pull the girl away from his car, clawed hand letting go as quickly as it had grabbed her. He was surprised that someone was so enamored with his car—Sure, you don't see them very often, but he couldn't remember ever having to rip someone from touching his car. a hand moved t scratch the back of his head with a sigh. "𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧' 𝐲𝐚, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭—𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐲'𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰?" Nervous laughter left him, awkwardness starting to form around them before he relaxed his shoulders. He was hoping today would be smooth sailing....But unfortunately, he had to deal with...this.
"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬." Clawed hand gently tapped the hood, careful of the paint & leaving no damage. If he was going to have a conversation with her, he might as well introduce himself, right? "𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞; 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧' 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈'𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬."
“manhandle me again and i’ll burn your pretty face off.” she warned. she didn’t like to be grabbed in anyway but she could understand. she untensed and straightened out her jacket. “it’s fine.” at least he apologized. a tilt of the phoenix’s head was given before she crossed her arms across her chest. “original parts!?!” it was a wet dream. man. she really wanted to be under the hood of this beauty. “yeah. i know who you are.” who didn’t. “rebecca tang.” she introduced herself. “i fucking love cars. i work at the shop down the road.”
@breakthings
“manhandle me again and i’ll burn your pretty face off.” she warned. she didn’t like to be grabbed in anyway but she could understand. she untensed and straightened out her jacket. “it’s fine.” at least he apologized. a tilt of the phoenix’s head was given before she crossed her arms across her chest. “original parts!?!” it was a wet dream. man. she really wanted to be under the hood of this beauty. “yeah. i know who you are.” who didn’t. “rebecca tang.” she introduced herself. “i fucking love cars. i work at the shop down the road.”
@breakthings
cthulhued : “just leave me alone.” ( becca )
why did it sting to feel as if he was losing a friend. sure he could be insufferable. annoying. an absolute bastard. ─── but was trying . in the smallest ways he was pulling down the very bricks he built up. hands scaping , breath ragged. he sat suffering in silence , to eventually cover it up with sarcasm & wit. no one could see him for what he truly was. he gave a heavy sigh , hopping onto the desk his gaze fixing on her. ‘ look ang─── . . becca , i know we don't always see eye to eye , but you can’t keep bottling this shit in , it’ll kill ya ` if that happens i have no one else good to take the jobs. ’ . he gave her a light nudge of elbow , offering her a fake pout.
if you knew becca well ; you knew she didn’t handle things well. especially things that dealt with her family. she barely talked about them or to them ; they didn’t approve of many things that she did - especially her mother. thinking she should be more home bound... like some damn house wife. her mother hated that she worked as a mechanic ; even if she liked the money she sent her way every two weeks. her family was rather poor... but it drew the line when she had a screaming match over her cell with her brother ; telling her to come home or send more money. now she was just--- shaking. she shrugged out of kerr’s nudge. “don’t touch me right now , kerr....” her skin was burning hot--- not a good thing. she ran hot by nature , a curse of her species but this--- was fire. she abruptly got up out of the chair , her chest rising and falling quickly. “don’t....” she ran out of the office and to the outside before a scream was let out ; her body engulfing in flames. it wouldn’t hurt her--- never did unless it burned too long. but she managed to calm it quickly ; flames flickering until they snuffed themselves out but she was still-- pissed.
graduation day at nevermore seemed a but more outrageous than it should be-- but hey ; that meant she survived schooling and now it was time for her to venture out onto her own. which meant just diving all her time into the shop--- more than usual. but what she wasn’t expecting was the offered dinner. she sat across from him ; hands idly playing with each other. “stop staring...” she mumbled , shifting in her seat-- her red dress glittering in the light. it was the first time she’d really dressed up like this around him but it was mainly for the graduation... didn’t really give her a chance to change into her usual jeans and t-shirt covered in small holes. was that a blush across her features as she tried to avoid @inkfng’s eyes?
LANA CONDOR as SAYA KUROKI Deadly Class | 1x09 - “Kids of the Black Hole”
his head rolled to look at her tongue rolling against the roof of his mouth to make a sharp click. that wicked grin of his painting features , elbow resting on the arm of chair as his chin rested on palm. ‘ oh you think i'm pretty ? ’
she paused. oops. let that slip. “don’t put words into my mouth.” okay ; now she was on the defensive. her weight shifted from one foot to the other.
oh how he loved her feisty behavior more so , so late in his day. shoulders shrugging as he tilted back in his seat , twirling his zippo between fingertips in amusement. ‘ nah , just got mommy issues ─── truth is i have no fucking idea. maybe i was really good at eating veggies , dropped into nuclear waste , maybe it’s the curse , who fucking knows. real question is why are you so damn short ? ’
“sounds like the usual pretty boy problems.” looking down at her nails , she couldn’t help but let out a loud huff. “i’m tall enough to kick your ass , pongo.” she cracked her knuckles as if proving a point.
cthulhued : becca vc: “why you so fucking big? looking like big foot and shit.” ( hcllfired )
the question was just but he wasn’t going to give her , of all people , a proper answer. ‘ in what way are you asking ? ’ tongue swept over sharpened canines before offering her a wink.
“when the guy has to pull out the- you mean my dick - card; he’s overcompensating.” she mused before a pop of her gum was given before a sarcastic smile graced her features with a tilt of her head.
he remembered when she wandered in a face familiar from when he dropped enid off at the school & helped her with bags. he never attended. walls were far too high for comfort. headmistress looking down on him for that monster burred so deep down. [ we might lose control of him ]. that idea of putting everyone in danger , made him continue his studies at his own little loft. but he was allowed on grounds as bodyguard. reporting not only to her , but to his pack. so the face never went unnoticed. when the boss scoffed , it was him who told the owner they were going to hire her. first out of curiosity , that later melted into a fondness to have someone who actually knew what they were doing. he finished paper work giving it a few taps before offering her a smile. ‘ who knows maybe i’m in the mood for a salad ’
RISING FROM THE ASHES / WEDNESDAY VERSE.
she’d only seen him once or twice in passing during school. at first , she thought he was hot---still does but she won’t admit it. you’d have to chew her arm off. “a salad? don’t be weird.” she chuckled as she wandered over to the desk , leaning against it with a hum. “are you done? closing is soon. we could head out early or wait for that slow ass hand to hit seven.” she for one , was exhausted. and starving. she could eat five courses.
fingertips found themselves at work mind keeping itself distracted as he pondered through pages & pages of transactions. he had been here far too long. securing this job & gaining trust among the town was far too easy. getting his position in the higher of this shop was also easy. but these freak accidents . this was not easy. if anything it was pulling at the thoughts in his head , running him ragged. was it him ? slipping slowly into madness & fully losing control. was he finally becoming the monster the curse spoke about. if so ─── how many had fallen to claw & fang. how long had he been killing ? but the pattern , the more he looked at it the more it made no sense.
attention pulled from the thoughts that bashed against his skull. gaze catching a quick glance of the bird before offering her a smirk. wide & arrogant as he was. the pureness in her voice , his eyes widening at the quick gesture of care. chuckling as he pulled away giving her a small pat on the head. ‘ you’re good at what you do , it’s about time someone besides me saw that. ’ tucking hands into pockets the wolf gave a shrug. offering that oh so charming smile. ‘ food on you ? well then i guess i should pick something expensive. . ’ snatching a toothpick from his pack of cigarettes he gave another wink before moving past her.
‘ how did the job go ? hope you overcharged the fuck outta ` em ’
RISING FROM THE ASHES / WEDNESDAY VERSE.
she would always be grateful that she landed the job at the auto shop. being an outcast in this town was hard. being a woman in an auto shop in a small town was harder. and she thrived here more than she ever did at nevermore. she felt more at home here under the hood of a car ; dirtied with oil. her hands no longer soft because of the hard work she put into her job. but the freak accidents did worry her , worried about her friends. she was close to rowan- it hit her hard to hear what happened to him. “oh yeah. charged him twice the normal rate because fuck him.” her nose scrunched up before a shake of her head was given. “hey now! i don’t have super money! pick a--- casual restaurant!” she giggled softly. “steak? i’m guessing.”
