Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me. I think they're okay. If they don't give me proper credit. I just walk away. They can beg and they can plead. But they can't see the light (that's right). 'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash, is always Mister Right.
A study of one Tina Hart (of minor Stranger Things fame) through the tropes of : Big Hair Big Heart, Bratty Teenage Daughter, Bubblegum Popper, Californication Goes Wrong, Class Princess, Creature Feature Lover, Phoneaholic Teenager, Rager Thrower, Spooktacular, && Uptown Girl.
Personals && those under the age of 18 (preferably 21) do not interact.|| 30+ Mun
HEADCANON TAG HERE BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT
MUN :
Name : Tara
Age : 30+
MUSE :
Name : Tina Hart
Age : 19 - 24 +
Faceclaim : Madelyn Cline
LAWS :
NO GODMODDING : A little bit is okay here and there but please, nothing big. If it moves the story along and your muse is simply flowing, go for it. For example, if your muse starts to walk somewhere, you may assume Tina will follow. But Tina is my character and I would prefer to play her how I see fit. That sounds fair right? The same applies to me, so if I ever overstep into that realm, please let me know!
MUTUALS ONLY : I really hate to say it, but as it tends to make me uncomfortable when people jump into my inbox or IM’s with things when I’m not following them, its gotta be said? I usually look through my followers every so often though so if I’m going to follow you back, it should be fairly quickly. You may reply to a starter if I mention it's open to everyone, but I still retain the right to not answer it. Same goes for meme's in my inbox. OOC questions are fine, but I will be pickier with IC ones.
VERSES : Unless otherwise stated, I will place Tina in whatever verse I think fits the best. I would be more than willing to plot something out before hand with you though so all you need to do is slip me a message and we will figure something out! You have no idea how much I love to plot things. That goes for AU’s as well. I love them to pieces. I feel as though by default, she will be in her post graduated verses, but if the plot calls for them to be in school, we can do that as well! Just let me know if you have a preference.
SHIPS : I ship Tina/Chemistry. I will not force a ship on you and if you are feeling as though I am, please come and tell me. I will change whatever it is that is making you uncomfortable though I do expect the same from you. And on the topic of ships, I as the mun am over the age of consent in every country and am therefore able to rp sm.ut, and in most cases am willing to do so. That being said, I will not be rp'ing such topics with those that are below the age of 18. If you wish to fade to black or take things off site to continue, make that known and we can make it work!
IMPORTANT ADDITIONS : This is a safe place blog. Truly and wholly. Everyone from Billy to Vecna is welcome here (because let’s be real, Tina would make a perfect Vecna target and that’s some good angst there). If you don’t like it, you’re more than welcome to block and move on, or simply blacklist certain usernames because I tag them each and every time I post a reply. If you do wish to interact but don’t want me on the dash for whatever reason, we can move things to dis.cord if that would make things easier - it’s entirely up to you. Make your space comfortable. <3 Stay safe out there folks.
will either be here later tonight or at some point tomorrow since ive got the next 2 days off. but im cleaning up a virtual library right now and im determined to finish!
❝Mmm, go'way.❞ It was TOO early. Tina might not have KNOWN the exact time, but she could FEEL it in her bones. The sun wasn't UP enough, and therefore neither should SHE be. Yet his chipper voice was echoing in her head and she BLINDLY swatted at his shoulder without ever once opening her eyes. They hadn't MEANT to fall asleep like they had last night, but now that the damage was done? She was in no real RUSH to get up and head HOME. ❝Five more minutes ... TEN.❞
❝Yeah? You think so?❞ Tina SMILED over at the man as she perched herself gently upon the edge of HIS bed. They had spent the evening out in his pool, so of course she had needed a change of clothing. What BETTER than one of his old jerseys? It dwarfed her in the best way possible and hung low around her MID THIGH, to which she teased at the fabric and showed one, then TWO, more inches of leg before letting the shirt drop. ❝Do you want it BACK?❞
steve had gotten a little SELFISH as the years went on. he hosted his fair share of parties at his parents' empty nice two story on a secluded nice street not too far from town, but still far enough not to disturb the neighbors with loud music and teenagers screaming as they dived into the pool. by his junior year, steve had worn himself down to just inviting a couple of friends at a time. he left the hosting to those with more enthusiasm than him. the highlights of every party never failed to include: fights, break ups, make ups, and the absolute worst of all, the clean up afterwards. he'd quietly retired the tradition at his own place, but that night, after tina's bash was all said and done, he felt nostalgic for the mind-numbing peace of the party being over. he stayed behind. he organized empty to half empty beer bottles and slowly dismantled beer can pyramids into a trash bin. he was in a flow state when he heard the soft sobs of tonight's hostess from somewhere in the empty house. ❝ hey, ❞ he called softly once he located her. ❝ you okay? ❞ setting his bin aside, he joined her and put a touch to her shoulder. ❝ you're not hurt, are you? ❞
The house was empty once more. THAT was the problem with this fucking place. It was too big, and too MUCH for her to handle. Despite the SPACE, it felt suffocating - thus she threw a party whenever she COULD. No parents were ever around to stop her, and it HELPED fill the void that she couldn't quite plug up on her own. At least for a little while. When bodies were PACKED into rooms, things felt easier for the young blonde. But now that she was left to her thoughts, that same silence as always came creeping back in. Or at least she thought she had been ALONE.
Tina startled when Steve knelt down beside her and touched her shoulder with gentle concern. She TENSED beneath his hand and head SNAPPED up in surprise. Once she realized just WHO it was, she relaxed a little but she was quick to duck her head and dab at her eyes. It would do NOTHING of course, he had heard it all and seen it all before she had the chance to hide it, but she'd try all the same before shaking her head at his question. ❝No! N..no, I'm good. Really.❞ A lie perhaps, but one that she was completely used to at this point. ❝What're you still doin' here?❞
🎸⚡ —— Understanding flooded his features at the words, nodding lightly, hands into his pockets. Well, shit. From the moment Tina had come to their little group, he didn't trust her. Flat out didn't. But he was curious. Thought it was a trap, but wanted to see how far she would go. But then, slowly, he saw it wasn't an act. She was into the game just like the rest of his lost little sheep. And maybe a part of him still didn't believe one of the popular girls in school wanted in on their demonized hellfire club and it not being a trapped. Still awaiting the day he walks through a door and a bucket of pig's blood be dumped on him and he really didn't know how to get pig's blood out of his hair. Didn't want to find that out, either.
But her here right now?
Yeah, he believed her.
"Pretty bad, huh?" There was no point in asking if it was, clearly it was. Enough to send her running here, after all. He paused, a thought bubbling up in his head. "Was it because of uh..." How could he say this? His hand came forward, as if he was trying to grasp the words from thin air. "...your recent after school activity? I know parents aren't...thrilled about their kids joining a club they think is full of devil worshippers that sacrifice lambs or whatever shit they're saying at church bingo. Wouldn't be surprised."
She laughed, but the sound came out BITTER. Twisted by the truth that he had just laid out before her and in response, Tina NODDED. That wasn't everything they had fought about of course, it never WAS with her dad - but it WAS a major part of it. He'd truly hit the nail on the head with that one. Finally reaching up to WIPE at her eyes, the blonde smeared her mascara in an attempt to CLEAN it off. It wasn't much, but there was a bit of an improvement if the black stain now on her HAND had anything to say about it. If anyone else in SCHOOL saw her this way, Tina would freak. But for some unknown reason, she didn't really feel that way about EDDIE being the one to see it. He never seemed to judge - at least not OUT LOUD.
❝He's such a DICK you know? Wants me to do all this shit just because HE said so and he doesn't - ❞ The girl trailed off, realizing she was getting HEATED right out of the gate. She took a breath and ended with a SHRUG. ❝He doesn't care about what I want to do.❞ Never has ... likely never would. He was BIG on appearances and her SLUMMING it up with the 'antichrist' of the town really wasn't doing him ANY favors. She licked her lips then and looked around slowly, eyeing the half eaten bowl on the counter top. Guilt flooded her system and her face fell from it's already crumpled expression. ❝I shouldn't have COME over without asking, I'm - God, I'm such a ... ❞ Tina didn't finish the sentence, instead giving a muttered ❝Sorry.❞ before turning back to him.
🎸⚡ —— The knock came unexpected. Making him lift his eyes from the bowl of dry cereal — he really needed to get some milk. Having the funds, just not the drive to drag his ass to the store. Letting out a groan, he got up and on his feet, bowl left behind as he padded his way to his door. Wayne was at work, still, picking up some extra shifts at the plant. "I know it's a trailer park, but doesn't mean we're easy marks for whatever you're sellin'—" and then he opened the door, brown eyes widened a bit at the sight of him. "Hey. . . Tina," his eyes roaming over her face, the distraught, the mascara running. Taking a step back, pointing his thumb behind him. "Do you wanna... Shit, yeah, come in. Uh... Don't mind the mess and uh..." He furrowed his brow, "......do you want a beer? Or uh... I got some cokes. Not much else."
This wasn't SUPPOSED to be Tina's world. Everyone knew it. She had been DESTINED for higher things, and yet? This is where she had WANTED to be. After growing up with a PROVERBIAL silver spoon in her mouth, Tina still managed to be neglected. Often being left ALONE in the house for weeks at a time. Her family was that only in NAME and BLOOD, and so she had sought out her own several years ago. That's when she had come across Eddie and his GANG of friends. Weird and out there, but wholly unafraid to just be themselves. At first they had been suspicious of her of course - they would be CRAZY not to be - but after some time, they had warmed up to her. And for once in her life she had found friends that cared. A FAMILY in more than just name.
So perhaps that's why she found herself here tonight, but she couldn't verbalize any of it as she brushed past him into the cozy trailer when offered entrance. Her head SHOOK slightly at the mention of beer or coke, and for a long moment she just fidgeted with her hands - unsure of how to proceed - before she just let it spill. At least in PART, not wanting to completely overwhlem the man. ❝S.sorry I just - I didn't know where el - my DAD came home tonight. Early. He uh ... we had a FIGHT.❞ There was SO much more to it than that, but she didn't want to dump it all right on his lap. That wouldn't have been fair.
A little open that I remember wanting to do back in the day - cue your muse finding Tina all sad after a party ended at her house 🖤
For all that she KNEW, everyone had long since gone home. They had driven away with glee, some MORE tipsy than others - thus leaving her with all the CLEAN UP. Typical. The girl didn’t really mind though. It gave her something to do while the QUIET crept back into the house. In all truth, it was the perfect DISTRACTION. With oversized trash bag in hand, the blonde roamed around the house, slowly picking up red solo cups and various pieces of trash until she eventually found herself standing in the middle of the LIVING ROOM. A frown creased over her pink lips and a furrow set itself between her brows. On the SURFACE there was nothing wrong perhaps, but her mind wandered just a tad too far and before she knew it, the girl sank to her knees to just cry. Welp ... there goes the DISTRACTION.
timidly tossing my shit out and saying this is a plotting call?
I've been consistently writing Tina in a non stran/ger thin/gs fandom space so voice wise i still have her down, but im nervous to jump back into fandom space lol. but i miss it. she misses her people!
She hadn't really had a plan or destination in MIND when she had started driving, only knowing that she had needed to get AWAY. And away apparently meant further and further out of main town Hawkins, until she had ended up HERE. Outside of Eddie Munson's trailer. Tina was no STRANGER to the place of course, having visited a number of times before. But the main difference here was that she hadn't been INVITED first. It wasn't in the light of DAY. And namely, she was ALONE - lacking the usual gaggle of dungeons and dragons playing BOYS at her side. It was strange, but autopilot had brought her here and before she could truly QUESTION it, she was stomping out of her cherry red convertible and RIGHT up to his front door. Tina knocked and sniffled, not even bothering to wipe away the runny MASCARA before the door opened. ❝Hey ... - ❞