𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐞𝐥: a study in guilt, trauma, and living with yourself after the storm. independent, selective, mature and highly private STRANGER THINGS original character - dr. james alders, as loved by 𝒛𝒆𝒅 (32, she/hers, est).
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WHERE IS ZED?
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rules:
i’m zed, 32, she/hers. i live in est and i am a part-time online student, part-time pharmacy technician. i’m married, have a cat son, and have permanent scatter brain. writer’s block hits me frequently but i always seem to thinkin the mindset of my muses. this blog will be low activity, private, and highly selective as james is one of the few adult muses in the fandom.
backstory, graphics (unless otherwise credited), and gifs are all mine. hands off.
i will not write with the following face claims: amber heard, eliza taylor, bob morley, emma roberts, ana de armas, elizabeth olsen, anya taylor joy, dove cameron, natalie dormer, benedict cumberbatch, martin freeman, general abusers & shitty people. if you have a muse on this list (and you are a multi) i will block the tag for my comfort.
my triggers are cancer/terminal illness & drug use of all kinds. i will tag as follows: tw _______, ________ tw.
smut may be present in the distant future on this blog, but only after heavy plotting and backstory. james is suffering survivor’s guilt from the loss of his pregnant wife and not likely to leap into the sack with anyone. he’s also infinitely more concerned with the shit the government has been up to. however if smut does appear on the blog it will be tagged as tw spicy.
no hate, drama, god-modding, meta-gaming, being a dick. seriously, this is a hobby. be nice.
i have 2 dni’s but will not post them publicly. if you write with either of these people i will block the tag, but if it becomes and issue i will simply hardblock. i already have them hardblocked myself, but i’m not here to police who you write with. if you have questions about them, feel free to ask me in dm’s.
literally don’t ever call him any derivative of james. the fastest way to make an enemy out of him is to call him: jim, jimmy, jimbo, calling him simply by his surname is also acceptable. but if you call him any nickname variant of james he will instantly despise you.
“which river is most powerful?”
zeus yells to the gods.
“the styx,” hades calls out.
“nothing compares to hate.
it powers sisyphus still.”
“the acheron,” ares insists.
“pain will bring down even
the strongest of warriors.”
“the cocytus!” aphrodite wails.
“its waters are swimming with
lost love and lamentation.”
“the phlegethon,” hera says,
head held high. “because it
reminds us that life and pain
go hand in hand.”
“the lethe,” whispers hestia,
and no one hears her speak.
“when you forget that which
you stood for, you are gone.
“you are nothing.”
our power comes not from what we are, but from what we were [em] (via azulah)
hand-picked by dr. martin brenner for his incredible talent in the field of child psychology, dr. james alders was flown over and relocated to hawkins indiana at the beginning of the MK-ULTRA project, where it stemmed off into brenner’s personal interests. unaware that he would be handling child subjects to such a degree, alders was under the impression that it would be the job of a lifetime and a once in a life time opportunity.
he was both correct and wildly incorrect.
he first attempted to back out of the project at the beginning of the trials - where henry creel had been collected and testing on him had begun. brenner threatened alders’ family and reputation in an attempt to keep him present - it worked. james alders was responsible for the invention of the soteria chip, having suggested creating a suppressant that would affect henry’s moods as well as suppress his power and bring him to a maintainable level.
alders second attempt to leave was shortly before the massacre that lead to the disappearance of henry creel, and the death of several of the experiments. he’d been toeing the line with the psychological abuse (rather loud about the treatment of the children as a whole, and their conditioning all along the way). in response to his attempts to leave the project, his wife was killed.
alders remained, broken, a member of the hawkins lab science division until the incident in 1984, chased out of the facility by the “demodogs”, as they had been toyfully named.
he considers himself unlucky that he lived through this incident.