H A R G R O V E

i  𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫  𝖲𝖮𝖬𝖤𝖡𝖮𝖣𝖸  ( HELP )  NOT JUST 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑫𝒀  ( HELP )  ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ  SOMEONE  ( 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙋 )

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· INDIE PRIVATE &. MUTUALS ONLY. READ RULES BEFORE PROCEEDING. ZOM, THEY/THEM, TWENTY-FIVE PLUS.    memes.  · opens. · verses.

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BLOGROLL : PLASTICIDEALS ( MULTI )

MAINS / EXCLUSIVES · CHANDSAW ( EXCLUSIVE ) · CHILDCFWOE STHRNGTHAM CRYOPCP ( EXCLUSIVE )

RULES · ⭳⭳⭳

don’t  be  an  asshole:  no  godmodding,  powerplay,  or  forcing  interactions  &.  ships.  this will  lead  in  immediate  unfollow  and  potentially  blocking.  anon  hate/harassment  will  be  deleted.  out  of  character  drama  and  callout  posts  will  be  ignored.  genuinely  concerning  announcements  will  be  considered  with  proper  evidence.  i’m  not  interested  in  individual  disagreements. 

formatting:  small  font  double  spaced  with  embellished  caps  &.  upper  to  lowercase   accents.  third  person  point  of  view;  HOWEVER,  i  will  write  it  what  some  may  define  as  flowery  prose.  i  don’t  intend  to  go  on  for  a  paragraph  describing  the  color  RED,  but  be  aware,  i  won’t  write  in  a  typical  action/dialogue  sense.  replies  will  be  focused  on  internal  monologue  and  feelings  as  well  as  observations.  the  other  muse  DOES  NOT  KNOW  these  things  unless  revealed  in  my  muse’s  actions  and  dialogue.  i  don’t  expect  length  or  style  to  be  matched.  as  far  as  reply  length  goes,  i  do  ask  for  something  to  go  on.  at  least  a  paragraph  if  that’s  what  has  been  established.  let’s  cut  our  posts  and  continued  memes  get  their  own  post.

content:  i  will  be  focusing  on  characters  that  are  considered  villainous  or  flawed.  i  will  not  write  out  situations  of  prejudice,  abuse  or  violence.  history  of  such instances may  occasionally  be  implied.   i  do  plan  to  explore  the  multifaceted  qualities  of  the  human  psyche.  what  makes  us  the  way  we  are?  what  happens  when  we  do  make  the  wrong  decision?  i  do  not  excuse  these  muses  for  the  things  they’ve  done.  there  will  be  some  canon  divergence  in  some  cases.  dark  and  potentially  triggering  content  will  appear  such  as  supernatural  elements,  alcohol  and  smoking,  morally  gray  behavior  and  so  on.  i  won’t  interact  with  anyone  under  twenty. 

* CANON INFLUENCES :

BILLY's alternate  canon  breakdown  can  be  found HERE. open  to  plotting  variations  of  canon  /  au  events.

mutuals  only:  will  not  follow  for  follow.  i  am  selective &.  don’t  want  to  be  overwhelmed.  if  we’re  not  following  each  other  mutually,  don’t  interact  with  posts  or  send  in  memes.

[chandsaw]

—     &.     ❝ she is stalking the halls for the thrill of the kill - every person in school is aware of her stare. when she tosses her hair, they go perfectly still.

#CHANDSAW   —   a  private  and  selective  heather chandler  from heathers.  primarily headcanon   based  & largely written within the  stranger things universe.  please  note  that triggering  themes  will  be  present  here  due  to  the  nature  of  the  source  material.  this  blog  is  currently  operating  at  moderate  activity  with  heavy  priority  given  to  friends  and  plotted  dynamics. oc  and  crossover  friendly.  21+.  penned  by  aurora  since  2019. ©

she's the queen of beasts, she can smell your fear. in this biosphere, she's the apex predator. ❞

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𝐁 Տ𝙸ⅮЕ ﹕ ɢᴏᴅ ᴼᶰᒻᶣ қɴᴏᴡᦠ ┅ @zoomingupthathill

his  bed  felt  like  a  weightless  cloud  beneath  him.  nothing  felt  REAL  here.  a  dust  filled  the  air  &.  it  made  him  want  to  choke.  desperately  longing  for  a  sip  of  water  to  clear  his  scratched  throat,  billy  sat  inside  of  his  room.  only…  it  wasn't  HIS  room.  there  were  someone  else's  things  in  it.  the  bedspread  under  his  splayed  fingers  had  mickey  mouse  on  it.  there  were  toys  at  his  feet.  before  they'd  moved  into  the  house  on  cherry  lane,  it  was  occupied  by  a  family  with  much  younger  children.  they'd  moved  to  a  bigger  place  for  a  better  backyard  for  the  kids  to  play  in.  being  in  his  room  that  wasn't  yet  his  room,  billy  shivered.  it  was  like  his  family  never  existed  here.  max's  room  upon  exploration  appeared  to  be  a  storage  area  of  sorts.  a  plastic  snowman  &.  boxes  of  decorations  stacked  high  enough  to  touch  the  ceiling.  he  could  still  hear  the  wheels  of  her  skateboard  on  the  hardwood  floor  once  in  a  while.  ‘  maxine,  ’  he'd  call  out.  ‘  max,  can't  you  see  me?  ’  the  overhead  light  would  flicker  to  life.  ‘  i  know  you're  there…  ’

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𝐁 Տ𝙸ⅮЕ ﹕ Լⲉⲧ'ჽ ⲣ𝚛ⲉⲧⲉⲛᴅ 𝐰ⲉ'𝚛ⲉ мᴀ𝚛𝚛ⲓⲉᴅ ┅ @chandsaw

he'd  taken  the  turn  too  hard  &.  the  gravel  was  loose.  his  squealing  tires  slid  across  the  side  of  the  road  like  his  camaro  was  skidding  across  a  fresh  blanket  of  sleet.  a  BLUR of  motion  was  over  in  less  than  thirty  seconds,  but  it  felt  like  ETERNITY.  when  he'd  peeled  open  his  eyes  as  soon  as  the  sensation  of  stillness  sank  in,  his  gaze  went  directly  to  the  crack  in  his  side  mirror.  a  thick,  thousand  year  old  tree  wedged  itself  between  the  camaro,  its  passengers  &.  the  oblivion  of  the  woods.  the  unlucky  side-mirror  bore  the  weight  of  their  salvation,  effectively  breaking  it  in  the  process.  ‘  seven  years  bad  luck,  ’  he  muttered  impulsively.  he  wasn't  superstitious,  he  would  swear  by  it. that  didn't  stop  him  from  kissing  his  pendant  &.  tucking  it  back  underneath  his  shirt.  ‘  you  still  with  me?  ’

[pce235]

𝐁 Տ𝙸ⅮЕ ﹕ 𝑊𝐻𝑌 ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵢ ⲧⲟⴑⲥⲏ ⲓⲧ ┅ @hellfirelives

MONSTERS  DIDN'T  EXIST.  not  in  the  traditional  sense,  anyway.  there  was  never  anything  lurking  under  the  bed  or  hiding  behind  the  folding  closet  door.  it  was  all  SHADOWS  IN  THE  MIND.  right?  the  body  could  be  alone  &.  vulnerable,  but  the  mind  was  always  sharp  &.  waiting  to  summon  all  doubt  that  you  could  ever  be  truly  safe.  billy  was  pragmatic,  and  he'd  never  been  afraid  of  an  empty  hallway.  something  about  the  echo  of  his  locker  slamming  shut  &.  the  absence  of  a  teeming  crowd  flowing  down  the  corridor  made  the  hairs  on  his  arms  stand  up.  he  sensed…  something.  turning  into  his  blind  side,  he  found  out  why.  ‘  jesus  FUCKING  christ,  man.  you  scared  the  shit  outta  me.  you  got  a  license  to  kill  –––  what's  your  problem?  ’

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𝐁 Տ𝙸ⅮЕ ﹕ ½ ᴬ ᴘᴇʀᦠ𐐬ⲛ ┅ @chrissyfied

HE'D  SLICED  OFF  THE  TOP  on  a  can  of  classic  cola.  without  the  added  weight  of  a  real  glass,  physics  did  it's  thing  when  the  quarter  hit  the  rim  nearly  tipping  the  bit  of  scrap  off  the  table.  billy  had  a  QUICK  hand,  catching  it  before  it  could  successfully  fall  from  the  table's  edge.  his  aim  was  to  teach  her  SKILL,  but  it  was  a  drag  they  didn't  have  the  liquor  to  reward  their  efforts  like  they  would  if  it  were  a  party  setting.  ‘  that's  close.  you're  getting  it,  now.  here,  try  this  move,  ’  he  balanced  the  tail  of  the  coin  over  the  nail  of  his  thumb.  using  the  meat  of  his  index  to  anchor  the  shot,  billy  released  the  trigger  &.  sent  the  hunk  of  silver  soaring  towards  its  intended  target.  no  net  –––  it  landed  smack  in  the  middle  of  the  open  can  with  a  nice  ping  sound.  toothy  grin  fired  in  her  direction.  ‘  simple  as  that.  try  another.  ’

[pce235]

i'm here. holidays blah blah blah busy... who wants to be tagged in something???

[pce235]

WHEN  DO  YOU  REALIZE  YOU  LOVE  SOMEONE?

when you sleep on their shoulder

when you rest your head on their shoulder, when you bump your knees together sitting next to each other, and when they brush hands with you in passing. the little touches, they make up something WHOLE. when you feel such a comforting presence you've subconsciously ignored, and realize one day how nice it would feel to share a bed together. when physical sensations in everyday life make you realize, " i like having you in my hands. "

TAGGED: @chandsaw 👀 👉🩵

TAGGING: @bckyrdhthn @sthngtham @ups1dedown ( corey ) @hellfirelives ( eddie ) &. YOU

[lunememes]

🌙 * ― 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒: 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ( a collection of various settings for drabbles or prompts, or both! )

001. under the mistletoe, placed sneakily above a doorframe. 002. in front of the fireplace, cuddled up under a blanket with a hot drink. 003. in a mountain lodge, snowed in from a heavy snow storm. 004. on an ice rink, careful to dodge the bustling crowd that stumble and rush past. 005. at a busy dinner table, food piled on the centre and family chaos ensuing around the house. 006. at a quiet dinner for two, an intimate meal and magical moment for a special couple. 007. standing in front of the christmas tree, decorating it with an assortment of baubles, lights and tinsel. 008. lifting up a smaller frame to put on the finishing touch on the christmas tree: the tree topper ( a star, an angel, or something else! ) 009. setting out the snacks for santa and his reindeers. don't forget the milk and cookies for christmas hardest workers! 010. in the kitchen making the deserts for the big day, and perhaps even making a mess too! 011. in the dining room building a home: a gingerbread home! decorate the home and make it one fit for a little gingerbread man. 012. at the mall, waiting in line to sit on santa's lap and spill your christmas gift wishes. will you be deemed naughty or nice? 013. sitting down with some company to wrap all the christmas gifts, preparing for the big day. 014. sitting down to exchange and open gifts, anticipating what gift you may get. is it something cool or just another pair of socks? 015. out on the streets doing christmas carolling, blessing the streets with the sweet voices of heavenly haromies. 016. in the snow rolling a big ball to build a snowman, bringing it to life with makeshift features and wrapping it up with a warm scarf. 017. in the trenches of snow forts, amidst a war of a snow fight! who will win? 018. falling into soft snow to create snow angels, flailing wildly on the ground. 019. traversing the treacherous conditions of icy pavements. will you laugh as they fall or lend them a hand and go down in solidarity? 020. jamming out to a christmas song, and inflicting the pain of holiday songs on someone else.

[pce235]

*smears  face  against  the  window*  i  did  it…….  everything  out  of  drafts  &.  answered  memes  are  moved  to  the  multi.  (  i  dropped  some  old  memes  i  had  drafted  that  hadn't  been  written  yet.  basically  if  we  hadn't  gotten  a  proper  thread  established,  i  cleared  it.  we  can  always  start  fresh  ).  THIS  BLOG  IS  CLEAN.  ( poltergeist reference heh ). on  a  serious,  slightly  somber  note :  if  you  need  to  softblock,  you're  not  gonna  hurt  my  feelings,  cross  my  heart.  i'd  really  like  to  only  have  mutuals  who  are  comfortable  writing  with  billy.  feel  free  to  hit  up  my  other  st  muses  on  PLASTICIDEALS ( linked above )

EDIT : memes that were sent recently will be posted on the multi btw

[pce235]

2 + 3 + 5 = 10

he's literally a 10, but he's a little bit of a sociopath.

[pce235]

SHORTFELL -> PCE235

[pce235]

good morning did not sleep well since i couldn't drift into oblivion i shopped online for xmas diddled with the blog aes a bit then my household livestock woke me up after four 1/2 hrs of snooze ( had my heater up too high again so my blankets were a wreck ) it's tuesday in my tmz uh yah looking forward to today ;) ( &. i mean that sincerely )

[chandsaw]

she  had  been  a  bit  overzealous  while  picking  the  tree.  it  was,  by  all  definitions,  massive   -  a  spruce  behemoth,  looming  &  evergreen.  heather  had  selected  it  from  a  rather  extensive  lineup  of  contenders  for  the  lucrative  title  of  hargrove-chandler  household  christmas  tree,  ignoring  all  of  billy's  grumblings  about  the  cost  &  how  the  hell  they  were  going  to  get  it  home.  minuscule  concerns,  truly.  trifles.  it  was  perfect.  her  mind's  eye  had  already  pictured  how  it  would  look  decked  in  garland   &  crimson  baubles,  and  what  heather  wants?  heather  gets.  some  things  never  change,  no  matter  how  much  he  may  bitch  &  moan.

❝  jesus,  you're  like  the  goddamn  grinch.  ❞  a  hand  extends  &   fingers  teasingly  pinch  his  cheeks  before  heather  is  leaning  back  in  her  seat  with  a  laugh,  cherried  lips  stretching  into a smile.  she  doesn't  know  when  she  herself  became  a  mouthpiece  for  the  holiday  spirit  -  it was somewhere  between  a  brush  with  death  &  the  expiration  of  her  reckless  youth,  she  supposes. or perhaps it was when tina wouldn't shut up about how she had the biggest tree on her block. ❝  yes, actually  -   i  am  very  happy.  i  can't  wait  to  see the look on  that  bitch's  face  when  our  tree  makes  hers  look  like  a  twig.  ❞

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he  knew  that  look  all  too  well.  that  look  that  was  both  acutely  critical  &.  wide  eyed  with  gluttony  for  the  finer  things  in  life.  the  fucked  up  thing  was,  he  wanted  her  to  have  it  all.  the  best  of  the  very  best.  cost…  was  a  problem,  but  he'd  figure  out  a  way.  for  her.  billy  wasn't  about  to  show  it  though.  the  minute  a  girl  like  heather  caught  a  whiff  of  unbridled  devotion,  she'd  hit  the  road  to  find  herself  a  challenge.  it  wouldn't  be  the  first  time  he'd  be  labelled  difficult.  they  both  reveled  in  giving  each  other  headaches  &.  billy  wouldn't  wake  up  christmas  morning  after  a  scrooge  induced  fever  dream  to  find  it  any  other  way. 

“  yeah,  ”  he  commented  a  bored  drawl.  “  maybe  he  had  the  right  idea.  ”  it  killed  him  to  go  the  speed  limit,  but  he  wasn't  about  to  pick  up  their  perfect  yuletide  match  off  the  side  of  the  road.  if  they  lost  it  in  transit,  it  would  be  back  to  the  tree  farm.  another  buck  out  of  his  hard  earned  pay  at  the  garage.  pinching  pennies  on  a  blue  collar  salary  was  hell  &.  if  he  was  going  to  afford  the  bells,  whistles  &.  goddamn  gifts  to  go  under  this  MASSIVE  fucking  TREE,  he'd  have  to  damn  well  drive  the  speed  limit.  eyes  hood  at  her  touch  as  he  sighed  through  his  silent  contemplation.  “  that  bitch?  you  mean  SANTA???  ”

[pce235]

SHORTFELL -> PCE235

[chandsaw]

—     &.     ❝  she's  got  the  looks    &&     the  boys  on  hooks,  but  she'd  trade  it  all  for  a  heart  that's  whole … god  save  the  prom  queen.  ❞

#CHANDSAW   —   a  private  and  selective  heather chandler  from heathers.  primarily headcanon  based  with  a heavily  featured  stranger  things verse.  please  note  that triggering  themes  will  be  present  here  due  to  the  nature  of  the  source  material.  this  blog  is  currently  operating  at  moderate  activity  with  heavy  priority  given  to  friends  and  plotted  dynamics. oc  and  crossover  friendly.  21+.  penned  by  aurora  since  2019. ©

[pce235]

🍑 What is something you hyperfocus on in your portrayal?

💫 Say something nice about a random mun.

🍵 What does your writing process look like? Do you make physical notes first? Do you use docs? 

🥤 Favourtie drink while writing?

VERY SPECIFIC MUNDAY ASKS / accepting

🍑 what is something you hyperfocus on in your portrayal?

what do i not hyperfocus on fr... i have serious thinking thoughts issues. i get off on tangents. uumm, i like curating their music. as someone who relies on a soundtrack, i feel like figuring how what they're listening to helps a hellva lot. what's something stupid and weird??? focusing on the portrayal when i'm doing replies specifically is i think about what they don't want to say &. what they are lying about. like the lies we tell ourselves in real interactions. how do we want to be perceived, playing into misunderstandings or defending ourselves based on what we want in that moment.

💫 say something nice about a random mun.

so excited to write with cait @ups1dedown! they have so many cool muses &. i have a starter waiting on me that's gonna be so tight. her aes is on point. i've been lurking on all their posts i've seen across the dash &. the prose is pure poetry. so atmospheric and easy to follow.

🍵 what does your writing process look like? do you make physical notes first? do you use docs? 

answered here.

🥤 favourtie drink while writing?

root beer. or real beer. or wine. depending on the flux capacity of my brain waves.

@bckyrdhthn