Stranger Things
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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ellievsbear
we're not kids anymore.

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@iscbelkane
@pond__cost: @isobelkane uhhh idek tbh. I think I tried too hard to be Batman and stayed in a cave too long.
@isobelkane: @pond__cost get out of your damn cave Batman!
âIt does help, but the effect of caffeine doesnât last through all my classes, later it is gone and I am sleepy all over againâ
âHmm. Thatâs definitely not good. I hope itâll be better soon for you.â
âThank god. It was like the second he started talking, i wasnât interested. He kept using pick up lines. And really old ones too.â She chuckles. âIâm doing alright, what about you?â
âOh no, those guys are the worst. Like they just looked up pick up lines online or in one of those âFlirting for Dummiesâ books.â Isobel chuckled. âIâm fine, thank you.â
âThen you better tone it down because Iâm a great pranker. Incredible? Iâd like to see the reviews from your previous clients then.â
âHmm. Iâll try my best.â Isobel laughed. âWell, youâd probably have to phone them. Theyâre mostly back in Ireland though, so the bills might get a wee bit high.â
His lips twisted into a mischievous smirk when she entwined her pinkie with his. âIâm going to hold you to your promise. Just pretend like you love it, even if you hate it, okay?â He added jokingly. âGood thing I donât care about what half the world thinks.â A chuckle fell from his lips at her comment on Seamus. âThatâs right. And we, American people, deserve a better school. Nobody cares about Ilvermorny. Hogwarts gets all the action.â His gaze rested on her as he explained. Heâd always been quick to make friends, not close friends but he was good at making acquaintances. However, now, talking to Isobel felt like heâs talking to an old friend, it was strange considering heâd known her for only a couple of hours and he couldnât quite put his finger on how she managed to make him feel that way. All he knew was that he loved it and wanted to get to know her more. He finally tore his gaze from her to study his surroundings. Drawing in a deep breath, he smiled. âI think itâs time to head back to our houses â see, Iâm already getting to used to living in the Harry Potter realm.â He laughed, turning to face her once again. âIâll never forgive myself if you fall asleep in class tomorrow morning.âÂ
âIâll do my best, just like I promised.â Isobel chuckled. âThough -- If I do happen to laugh, itâs not my fault.â Isobel couldnât help but laugh at his remark about the American form of Hogwarts, which was -indeed- not exactly the most popular wizarding school in the Potter universe. Even Isobel knew very well that sheâd prefer Hogwarts over Ilvermoney anytime. âI bet that youâll get way more love after Fantastic Beasts.â Isobel offered. It was after all still nothing but a vague trailer, though she couldnât pretend she didnât love every single second of it. When he told her that he figured it was about time to head to bed, since he still had class in the morning, she nodded. She was kind of sad that this had to end, but she agreed. It was time to get to bed and at least try to get some sleep. âIâm proud of you.â She chuckled lightly at his joke. âI actually donât have class in the morning, but I wonât forgive myself if you do.âÂ
âOh, boy.â Aaron ran his hand down his face, letting out a light sigh. âThatâs not true. A huge misunderstanding is what it is.â He gave a quiet laugh, shaking his head. His gaze amusingly lingered on the brunette beside him. âI give you my word mâlady.â He declared with a small nod of his head as he crossed his heart and offered her his pinkie. âBut I need you to promise that you will not make fun of me. Can you do that?â He raised a brow with a lopsided grin growing across his face. âAre you kidding? The original one has got nothing on our version. The more cultural diversity, the better.â He was beginning to enjoy their spontaneous encounter more and more each second; talking to someone without having someone or something else in mind was refreshing and he couldnât help but wonder when heâd see her next.Â
Isobel laughed softly. âAlright, alright.â She chuckled for a bit, watching him for a bit. She really didnât get what it was about him that made her feel so at ease. âAlright, sir.â Isobel laughed when he held up his pinkie. âAlright, Iâm going to promise that Iâll try not to laugh.â She said with a short laugh as she tied her pinkie with his. âPinky promise.â She shrugged with a grin covering her face when he noted that their version would be so much better than the original. âCultural diversity? Iâm pretty sure at least half of the people on this Earth will not exactly agree with you. But for the sake of the beautiful Irish and American culture, Iâll agree with you. Besides, we Irish people deserve so much more than just Seamus Finnigan. Not all Irish people blow things up in their faces.â She joked with a soft chuckle.Â
Aaron pouted slightly, shaking his head disapprovingly. âWhy do I feel like youâre implying that Kim Kardashian is my role model? Iâm heartbroken that you think so little of me, especially after everything weâve been through over the past, what, two hours.â His pout quickly turned into a mischievous smirk; he couldnât seem to be able to keep a straight face tonight. At her next remark, he pursed his lips. âYou know what? I think we should save that for next time. That way, youâll have a reason to want to see me again. Win-win.â His declaration was followed by a playful wink, his lips curling into a wide grin. âMaybe I am. The only thing missing is a British accent â oh well, thereâs nothing I can do about it, is there?â He attempted to feign a disappointed sigh but failed miserably. Her next comment only his grin grow wider, happy to hear that the feelingâs mutual. âGood. Neither do I.âÂ
Isobel laughed softly. âI wasnât actually implying that, but hey if you feel like it was directed to you, there must be at least a little bit of truth to it, right?â She watched the guy for a few seconds before letting out a short chuckle and looking back up tot he sky. When he told her that heâd save the bleached hair picture for the next time, she nodded with a soft laugh. âIâm keeping you to that, though.â She laughed softly. âBut thatââs a deal.â A small grin appeared on her face as he told her about how the only thing missing was his British accent. âOh well, an American Malfoy and an Irish Granger. It canât be too bad.â She joked with a soft laugh. âGood.â She agreed. She was actually already looking forward to a next time where theyâd be able to hang out. It was weird, sheâd never really had a conversation like this before, where -- even though they were still together -- she was looking forward to a next encounter.
âDid you just roll your eyes at me?â Aaron let out a light chuckle at the mention of her hair being similar to Hermioneâs. He tilted his head to the side as he studied her face before nodding his head in agreement. âI can see the resemblance.â He admitted, laughing. âI mean itâs not just the hair. Remember when you showed off your programming skills after I specifically told you that I was bad at it? Yeah, that was your inner Hermione showing.â He teased playfully. âI have to admit I bleached my hair once because I was dared to. Thatâs about closest to being a Malfoy Iâve ever been. Not to mention, I rocked that colour.â He couldnât help but let out a short laugh at the memory. It was only one of the many stupid things heâd done over a dare. Dares had always been his greatest weakness. The boy simply couldnât turn down a good challenge. âYou know, itâs all your fault that Iâll be falling asleep tomorrow in class.â He laughed, scrunching up his nose jokingly.
âMaybe.â Isobel said with a soft chuckle. âOh, trust me, the hair is quite tamed right now.â She laughed softly, her curls could definitely go crazy, luckily it wouldnât be as frizzy and curly as it could be when she slept with a braid, which definitely was a better look for herself. âHmm -- maybe youâre right. But letâs be honest, Hermione is definitely a hundred percent of a better rolemodel than Kim Kardashian.â She joked. When he told her that heâd actually bleached his hair for a bet, she couldnât help but let out a short chuckle. âI definitely have to see pictures of that time. You know what people say, right? âPics or it didnât happenâ.â She couldnât really imagine him with bleach blonde hair. âPerhaps you are a Malfoy deep down.â Isobel laughed softly. âCouldnât help but go back to the roots.â When he made the comment about class tomorrow, she shrugged lightly. âWell, I donât regret one single thing. So if youâre going to blame me for this night, Iâll gladly take all the credit.â
âHey, look at you! Are you starting to get real with me?â Nico laughed nudging her friend with her elbow. âGreat, itâd be faster that way.â
âMaybe.â Isobel joked. âWell, itâll be both faster and of course, Iâm an incredible interior designer.â
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Aaron: Have a good one!
Isobel: Thanks! You have a good day too!
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Aaron: Exactly.
Isobel: Either way -- thanks again for the birthday message! It's very sweet.
âI promise Iâll behave.â Aaron declared, raising his hand with his palm out to show how sincere his words were. âYou only hurt those who deserve it. Is that the code you follow? If so, thatâs very noble of you and I believe, calling my potential blackmailer noble makes me noble too.â He enjoyed the playful tone of their conversation. He found himself laughing again, which seemed to happen quite a lot tonight. He didnât know whether itâs because the night is particularly pleasant or because of Isobelâs greatly appreciated company. Itâs probably a mixture of both with the latter one prevailing. âIâm glad to hear that weâre on the same page on that one.â His lips curled into a mischievous smirk and the expression on her face only the smirk grow wider. With a victorious expression on his face, he raised his brows like he had no clue why she was staring at him like that. His expression quickly softened into an adoring smile when she admitted that Hermione was still her role model. âAnd Iâve always related to Lucius on a spiritual level. He is always classy and always has great hair.â
âGood.â Isobel added a small nod and a small, almost unrecognizable smirk. âYou could say that, yes. I do think itâs a very honourable code. Turns out weâre both quite the noble people, arenât we?â Isobel said with a short laugh. She wondered for a few seconds what her night wouldâve been like if she hadnât gone out. She definitely wouldâve missed out on a great new friend, who - oddly enough - seemed to enjoy so many of the same things. It was quite a rare occasion where someone would enjoy and love the same things as she did. The look on his face gave her the opportunity to return it with a semi-serious, semi-playful eye roll. Though, when he admitted to relating to Lucius, mainly because of his classy attitude and his, obvious, great hair. âHe does have fantastic hair. Though, I have to admit, as a kid, I loved Hermione even more because of her bushy, frizzy hair. We were quite similar on that front.â Isobel admitted with a soft chuckle.Â
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Aaron: Nice to meet you too, Nico's roommate.
Aaron: Don't worry about it. Just blame it on Nico.
Isobel: Yeah, that might just be a good idea.
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Aaron: Nope.
Aaron: It's Nico's fault that she didn't tell me.
Isobel: Alright, well, nice to meet you, Nico's brother.
Isobel: I really feel like the roommate of the year now.
âAnd here I was hoping I was special.â He laughed, glad that she decided to play along. âHey, thatâs slander! Iâm not an expert in law or anything but Iâm pretty sure I can sue you for that. I already regret telling you my deepest and darkest secrets. First of all, I was an eleven year old boy who wanted to impress girls when I was obsessed with Patrick Swayze and secondly, Iâm not ashamed of it. The dudeâs got some sick moves.â He chuckled, widening his eyes as he explained. âBut Iâd be very grateful if you didnât tell anyone that I watch the Kardashians from time to time. I have a reputation to uphold after all â Please?â His lower lip slid forward into a subtle pout. âWhy am I not surprised, Isobel Granger? Of course, Wingardium Leviosa is your favourite.â He added playfully, intentionally emphasising the wrong syllables to mess with her. A small cackle escaped his lips at her remark as he saved her number and shoved his phone back into his pocket, happy that he got that out of the way.
âAlright, alright.â Isobel laughed. âI promise I wonât spill your secrets as long as you donât do anything to provoke that reaction.â Isobel teased. âBecause, you know, now I do have this dirt on you, and Iâm not afraid to use it when necessary. Though -- I truly promise that wonât be until I actually have a reason.â Isobel joked as her lips formed into a playful smile. Of course she wasnât going to do any of those things, Isobel was definitely not the type to put things up without other peopleâs permission. Perhaps as a joke maybe. Definitely not as blackmail material. âBut I do agree -- loving Patrick Swayze is definitely not something to be ashamed of.â She chuckled as she ran her hand through her hair. When he, probably purposely messed up the Harry Potter spell, she tilted her head slightly, narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips together. She figured that reaction already let him know exactly how she felt about it. It didnât take too long for her to break into a chuckle though. âWhat can I say. As a little girl Hermione was definitely my rolemodel.â Isobel admitted. âWho am I kidding. She still is.â
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Aaron: One and only.
Aaron: Yeah, well, she doesn't like to brag.đ
Isobel: Clearly...
Isobel: Wait - did you know?