hey this blog??? ded….. but me??? not ded. catch me over @troublewheeler cuz that’s where i’ve been the past like……. five months. lmao
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hey this blog??? ded….. but me??? not ded. catch me over @troublewheeler cuz that’s where i’ve been the past like……. five months. lmao
it’s called crack addiction, sweaty :)
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Okay howdy folks! I hit 120 followers earlier today, so I wanted to go ahead and make a lil bias list. I’ll also, in the coming weeks, be making random graphics for some of the folks I just couldn’t imagine my dashboard lacking! I’m sorry if I leave you off this list, and I promise that I am thankful for each and every single one of you! Okay! With that, let’s get into this thing!
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Hey! Sorry this blog has been slightly neglected !!! I’ve been having fun over on @ridingwheeler and @voidjane !!!!! So if u would like to have fun with me over there, please do!!! 💙
Shane was clearly not listening.
(i did not put everything because this would be an hour long)
too good to waste on a gif with no audio
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h010type:
She drew in a breath, acting as surprised as she can genuinely muster. Of course she knows almost every special they’re running at Scoop’s Ahoy, she just wanted to captivate her attention for just a little while longer. With a casual shrug of her shoulders she flashed her a smile. “Sure why not?”
As the other scoops up the ice cream, she decides it’s about time to try a new approach, she always feels like she’s trying to run away or push her off whenever they talk, but tonight, no one’s in the parlor but them. She leans on the counter, tilting her head to a side, trying to catch Robin’s attention. She finally gets it when she comes to the register, Hand intentionally reaching just a bit too far to take the ice cream from her. A gentle caress of the other’s soft fingers before she takes the cone with a slight giggle under her breath. “Sorry, I uh..” She hands over some money and takes a lick of the cone. “How’ve you been, Robin?” Smooth.
handing her the cone, robin feels the other girl’s hand gently brush against hers. as a knee-jerk reaction, she yanks her hand away. it was a bit foolish, to respond to something that was accidental with such offense. and also ironic given that robin second guesses most of her interactions with girls, worried they’ll be misinterpreted. clearing her throat, she relaxes against the counter and forces a cordial smile. “ i’ve been all right, ” she informs the girls, grabbing the freshly printed receipt and handing it to her. she needs to cut the conversation short, end this exchange as soon as possible.
however, something’s holding her back. quite possibly heather’s incessant friendliness, or maybe even their brief moment of physicality. robin suspects the fact that she can’t help staring at heather licking her ice cream. in her head, it’s all in slow motion, there’s a glow around heather, and the saxophone riff from careless whisper is playing faintly in the background.
coughing awkwardly as she averts her gaze, robin shakes her head. heather isn’t making this easy for her at all. it almost feels like she’s actively trying to sabotage her mission to avoid her. “ will that be all? ” she asks, swallowing thickly as she attempts to keep her eyes off the girl and her ice cream cone. but robin is human, and she is weak. she sneaks a peek. “ or... do you... need anything else? ”
hargrove-b:
Billy stares, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance and confusion as he listens to this random fucking girl go off. She’s got a lot of fucking nerve even approaching him from out of nowhere, nevermind asking him questions about why he’s fucking here.
If he skipped, he’d be dead.
Billy runs his tongue along the bottom of his lip before taking another drag of his cigarette. “Why the fuck do you care?”
that’s a good question, actually. why does robin care? in short: she doesn’t... really. sure, the occasional campus smoker pisses her off, but not enough to approach them. so why him? “ hm. ” because she’s in a bad mood and he looks like such a douche while perched against his obnoxious car. he's an easy target to take her frustrations out on. besides, she’s seen him around school and he’s kind of a dick, so no one can say he doesn’t deserved to be called out for his behavior. “ someone has to put you in your place. ”
populhairity:
“C’mon, we really gonna talk about this?” Steve whined, rolling his eyes. This was just one of those topics that he really didn’t care to talk about, but Robin seemed persistent enough. Steve sighed, taking a moment to think as his eyes gazed over the pool’s calm waters. “I don’t mean to disappoint, but… Yeah, I really have no idea.” He admitted, shrugging a bit as he did. “It’s like, I try to think about what I would really like to do with my life, it’s just so hard to find something to be passionate about. Does that make sense?”
robin knows the future isn’t his favorite topic of discussion, but it is something she enjoys musing about. there are so many things to do, and yet she can’t pin point the direction she wants to go. “ no, i totally get you. ” she nods with a reassuring smile. steve and her are two of many young adults who are in a momentary funk. after high school, what next? a career or more school are the obvious choices, but even then there are so many more forks in the road. choosing one isn’t permanent, but sometimes it feels that way. “ you know me. i’m always doing something, but i don’t know if i’m... in love with any of it. ”
drkrooms:
“fine.” he said, although he didn’t sound all that happy about it. and he knew what people around hawkins already thought PRETENTIOUS CREEP. it’s not like people ever said what they were thinking anyhow, so he’d just have to shake it off as all those adults scrutinized him. “only because you’re offering dinner–” and because she was one of his best friends. “and…i’ll try to look like i’m having a good time.”
“ you’re a real life saver, man! ” robin grins, pulling jonathan into a brief, albeit aggressive, hug. probably not a gesture he’ll appreciate too much, but she couldn’t help herself. “ i promise, as soon as things start to dwindle down after dinner, we can totally bail. ” all she needs is a few hours to convince everyone she has a boyfriend, and then the two of them can make some sort of excuse to leave. alone time or... whatever couples do. “ my aunt will be there and she’s nosy as all hell, so we better come up with some answers to her invasive questions. like, for instance, how we got together. ”
Me & El pointing at Nancy:
I’ve been silent for too long and can no longer bear to keep this inside: @drkrooms is a good person and deserves many good things.
me: i have one more draft left and i’m done!!!! also me, opening my inbox: oh.... wow
WHY AREN’T WE INTERACTING?
recently i’ve noticed that the rpc seems to have trouble interacting with eachother–and i’ve seen a few of these memes go around, but i thought i’d make another!
❓ — i’m unfamiliar with your muse(s). 😟 — you intimidate me a lot. 📂 — you don’t reblog a lot of memes, and i usually interact through memes. 💡 — you don’t post a lot of opens, and i usually interact through opens. ⌚ — i honestly haven’t gotten around to it yet. 💔 — i ship our muses, and i’m worried that’ll upset you. 📜 — i’m a little intimidated by your writing length/style/formatting. 💤 — you followed me first and i’m waiting for you to make the first move. 🗣️ — i don’t have any ideas for plots readily available. ☀️ — i’ve sent memes/messages to you before, but you ignored them.
@prxttyinpixk
sleeping over at vicki’s shouldn’t excited robin as much as it does, but it does. because vicki’s amazing. she’s smart, kind, talented, and... beautiful. and tonight robin is going to be alone with her. the excitement isn’t purely positive, since the whole thing is making her anxious as well. what if she gets caught staring at her? or worse, what if she let’s her emotions get the better of her and she does something? not likely, but it’s not as if she knows what she’s like around a girl she’s actually attracted to. and one that actually shows her attention. “ hey, ” she smiles slightly when vicki opens the front door, peering around her briefly. “ sorry, i’m a tad late. where’s that cat of yours? ” robin’s not much of a cat person, but she’s willing to pretend for the benefit of vicki.
freakfink:
FERRIS FROWNED AS THE WOMAN took a seat beside her at the table. Pushing her glasses up, the artist listened closely, struggling a bit with the quietness required by being in a library and with the delicate nature of the topic, Ferris really would rather they speak somewhere else entirely. The stranger, who Ferris vaguely recognized from school but as far as a name- she drew a blank. Looking at her drawing, Ferris’ expression remained one of mild annoyance and diluted anger. She studied the drawing, taking in the information slowly, carefully. She peeked at the other girl and instead of confirming or denying the details of her drawing, asked, “Have you ever heard of the Dancing Plague?” She waited only a moment before explaining, “There were these people in France, it started with one lady who just ━,” she shrugged, “started dancing in the streets. For three or four days. Then a few more. Then a few more. Suddenly, over 400 people were all dancing until they died. Heart attacks, heat strokes, exhaustion.” Ferris shrugged and absently flipped her pen over and under her fingers, eyes drifting from the drawing to the other girl, “A form of mass hysteria, maybe. There are a lot of theories but ━ sometimes, shit just..happens.” A soft sniffling noise as she shifted and adjusted her glasses. “It doesn’t mean anything,” she concluded looking at the girl, “They’re just dreams, right? Bad dreams can’t kill you,” her tone was flat, impartial, and clearly expressing her disbelief in her own words. Watching the other girl a long moment, Ferris turned back to begin gathering her things.
before robin can answer her question, the girl is already explaining. she’d learned about it briefly in french class, but not many details. both scenarios are certainly unexplainable, but they’re vastly different. one woman dancing was public, tangible, and real. one woman dancing encouraged others, because everyone could see her. these dreams—these nightmares—aren’t the same. “ no one was influenced to dream of this man, ” she argues, watching the girl pack up her things. frustrated that she’s so quick to blow her off, robin stands up. “ i didn’t know you were dreaming of him, and you didn’t know i was. so, how is that possible? ” mass hysteria, is what the girl suggested. a shared delusion, is probably another argument she’ll use. folie à deux doesn’t just happen; there has to be an idea presented before it’s accepted and believed by others. and folie à quatre isn’t some shit that just happens.
and then it hits her.
“ there are more, ” she blurts, standing up as if to block the girl from leaving. “ it isn’t just you and me. ” glancing around to make sure no one is overhearing, she leans over a bit and lowers her voice. “ i don’t think these are just bad dreams. ”