#dorksttr

[heirgrove]

@dorksttr​  sent one in for the  𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒  meme !

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 ;  moots, have at ‘er ! 

[monogramic-archive]

@dorksttr​ said: [ bloody ] 

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains

      “took you long enough, i was beginning to think you got lost-.” the greeting to steve as they open the door is cut short as mj takes in his appearance. “holy shit- what happened?” the door is pulled open wider, the brunette tugging him into her apartment carefully. “are you okay?”

[thesmokingun]

@dorksttr​ asked:  “i could never have imagined”

fall from grace starters status: accepting!!

that   was   an   understatement.   most   people   couldn't   imagine   it   unless   unless   they   lived   through   it.   "yeah,   you   fucking   couldn't   have."   she   took   another   drag   off   the   freshly   rolled   joint   before   passing   it   to   steve.   she   looked   up   at   the   moon   over   lovers   lake.   it   was   hard   to   believe   that   everyone   was   under   the   same   moon   no   matter   where   they   were   or   what   circumstances   they   were   in.   it   was   the   same   one   she'd   looked   up   at   all   those   nights   in   the   wilderness   as   they   prayed   to   be   rescued.   and   it   was   the   same   one   that   steve   had   looked   up   at   as   he   fought   something   he’d   called   a   demogorgon.   "i   guess   we've   got   a   little   more   in   common   than   we   thought   we   did."   never   in   her   life   had   she   imagined   she'd   be   there   smoking   a   joint   with   the   former   king   of   hawkins.   she'd   hated   that   bitch   when   they   were   in   high   school.   about   the   only   thing   they’d   had   in   common   was   that   they   both   played   sports.   now   they   were   both   broken   in   some   irreparable   way   from   their   individual   traumas.   gravitated   towards   each   other.   damaged   people   had   a   way   of   finding   one   another.   or   repelling   each   other   like   with   her   and   travis.   he'd   gotten   the   hell   out   of   dodge   -   or    hawkins   -   the   second   they   were   rescued   and   brought   back   home.   never   even   looked   back.   nat   was   left   trying   to   bury   that   heartbreak.   "because   i   can't   imagine   what   a   portal   to   another   dimension   is   like   anymore   than   you   can   imagine   being   stranded   in   miles   and   miles   of   canadian   wilderness."   she   reached   for   the   bottle   of   vodka.   she   wasn't   nearly   drunk   enough   for   this   heart   to   heart   they   were   having.   “they   just   left   us   changed   and   shit’s   never   fucking   gonna   be   the   same.” 

[hitundo]

@dorksttr said: "i am not the kind of person i want to be."

They lean against the counter, glancing at the box art of another movie case. They’re supposed to be prepping these to go out on the shelves soon, but instead, Nadine is just picking which one is going to go home with them next. Since working here, they’ve become something of a film buff, no matter how much it pisses off their parents.

You should be in school.

Ah, as if.

Eyes glance up at Steve when he makes the comment. They’re coworkers, but Nadine isn’t sure if they would consider them… buddies. Maybe technically, but only through Robin, really. So that means this has had to be weighing on his mind for a bit, hasn’t it? (Of course, they could feel the sadness in the air, but that was everywhere in Hawkins.)

“Welcome to the club.” Though, tone is friendly enough when they say it. The fact that they hate themselves has never been a secret. Usually because everyone else hates them too. “Think it’s part of living in Hawkins. The curse of self hatred sticks around here.” They shrug a little. “Y’good, though?”

[cannothide]

@dorksttr​ said: [  MOUTH  ]  for  your  muse  to  put  their  hand  over  my  muse’s  mouth  

he stopped immediately, body going stiff as he heard something nearby. something that was attracted by him yelling. brown eyes dart to look at steve and then back to where the noise was coming from. what the fuck is that? he thought as he held onto steve’s wrist, the one that covered his mouth. he used his other arm to move steve to be next to him and against the wall as they both slid down behind the structure. its footsteps were terrifying, how it scraped against the flooring. he gripped the arm more as he saw the other limbs...dragging against the floor as it walked by, not seeing them at all.

[mausolea]

send 🏆 if you like my character portrayal @dorksttr:🏆🏆🏆 smooches ilu quinn

🥺🥺 thank you sm, boo. ilu too. you’re one of my absolute favorite eds and your steve is fantastic too, so this goes right back at you 💜

[beoutcast]

                 ❛  do you just ... find anything to use as a weapon ? what even is that ?  ❜  

@dorksttr.

[sersumdeorsum]

NON-VERBAL   PROMPTS     /     ACCEPTING

@dorksttr​ asked: 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver.   billy  &  steve.

“do you wanna roll your eyes at me one more fuckin’ time, harrington ?” billy growled, stalking towards the other as soon as he saw those shining hazel eyes rolling in his direction, AGAIN. “if you think you can do any better, feel free to come and have a god damn go. i am GOOD with cars, i know what i’m doing. if it won’t start still, it’s fuckin’ dead and it needs new parts. we’re gonna have to figure out a way out of here without the car. so if you’ve got any BRIGHT ideas right about now, i’m all ears !” being stuck with steve of all people was an absolute nightmare. in fact, if it was anyone else of his shitty little sisters friends maybe he may have been able to keep a cool head. . . but not harrington. that fucker pushed his buttons. “so go on then, what now ?”