#harringtohn

[itswrpnt]

          ❛        you    are    so    dead  .        ❜

                                  @harringtohn​​                                   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛  𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 .

[spehllman]

IT'S   NOT   LIKE   THIS   HAD   BEEN   THE   INTENTION.    where   @harringtohn   went,   so   did   she.    eddie   was   safe,   he   would   remain   so   for   now,   but   she'd   be   damned   if   she   let   anyone   she   cared   for   explore   this   shitshow   alone.    besides,    something   in   her   looks   at   these   surroundings,   the   darkness   and   the   screeching   of   monsters,   and   it   itches   for   a   fight.    aches   for   the   feeling   of   knuckles   making   impact.    part   of   that   scares   her,   but   it's   something   she   can   put   to   good   use.

 '   SO.    GUESS   WE'RE   STUCK   HERE   FOR   A   WHILE.    '    there's   a   crowd   of   bats   around   the   trailer.    far   too   many   for   her   to   deal   with   magickally   without   drawing   more   attention.    '   we   might   as   well   get   to   exploring.   '    fingers   pry   into   the   dirt,   searching   for   roots.    the   trees   whisper   secrets   to   witches   who   ask   nicely   enough,   even   here.    it's   a   safer   way   to   choose   a   route,   to   ask   where   it   is   quiet.    or,   perhaps,   simply   quieter.    '    just...   stick   close   to   me,   ok?    you   smell   human,   i   don't.    '

[troublemakerstm-a]

@harringtohn​

Mid afternoon on a gloomy Tuesday at the auto shop was slow. Snail on the sidewalk, molasses in December, old lady reading out bingo numbers slow. But the shop needed to be open for it’s normal business hours regardless, and RJ wanted to get as many hours as he could. Even if it was so boring that he was replaying old hockey games in his head while trying to balance his chair on one leg just to stay awake. 

So at the telltale crunch of gravel, he was nearly thanking his lucky stars as he hopped out from behind the front desk to welcome his new customer -- faltering only slightly when it was a former Hawkins High classmate. He wasn’t clueless about the ‘king’, they'd ran in similar jock circles back in school but never really crossed paths, but he never really paid to much attention to anything but his grades and his own teammates. Still, he definitely wasn’t expecting the old beat up car that was now parked outside. Something like a shiny red hotrod was more what he figured the other would drive. 

But the initial surprise was quick to fade and RJ stepped out onto the gravel lot with a cordial smile to do his job. “Hey, uh, Harrington right? How’s it goin’?”

[spehllman]

@harringtohn asked: ( tongue ) for the sender to lick a part of the receiver’s body.

FINGERS   TANGLE   IN   THEIR   HAIR,   A   SOFT   GASP   ESCAPING   HER   AS   STEVE'S   TONGUE   LICKS   ACROSS   THE   SKIN   ON   THE   INSIDE   OF   HER   THIGH.     there's   something   tender   and   loving   in   each   of   their   movements   that   makes   her   heart   swell,   and   she   shifts   slightly,   legs   falling   further   apart   to   make   room   for   them.    and   yet,   she   pushes   their   hair   back   gently,   no   pressure   to   do   more   than   this,    no   demand   for   anything.   steve   could   choose   to   spend   their   time   simply   delivering   soft   kisses   anywhere   they   pleased,   and   to   sabrina,   it   would   still   be   ectasy.   their   touch   is   soft,   and   warm,   and   it   feels   like   home.

'    YOU   LOOK   PRETTY   DOWN   THERE.    '    she   jokes,    a   playful   smirk   on   her   lips   as   she   tugs   their   hair   gently.

[munsontm]

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@harringtohn

[troublemakerstm-a]

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[rebelliousfamily]

“ hey, i got you . ” - for nancy

@harringtohn

Nancy looked up towards them. She wrapped her arms around them and rested her head on their chest. "Just, please don't go anywhere." She whispered. "I don't want you to go. I just want you to stay forever."

[barhd]

                                           𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪 ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳   . 

@harringtohn​ asked: of course it hurt , of course it fucking hurt .

                       DUSTIN   WENT   QUIET   AS   SOON   AS   HE   HEARD   the   bite   in   their   tone.   They   didn’t   raise   their   voice   with   him,   but   that   bite   was   enough   to   make   him   wince.   The   last   thing   he   wanted   to   do   was   put   Steve   through   any   bad   memories.   Let   it   be   physical   or   mental.   So   much   had   happened   to   all   of   them   that   it   was   hard   to   keep   track   of   what   still   hurt   and   what   didn’t.   Nor   was   it   easy   to   tell   when   someone   might   be   in   a   bit   of   a   mood.   It   was   clear   that   Steve   was   in   one   of   those   moods.   Again,   Dustin   couldn’t   blame   them.

            WITH   A   HEAVY   SIGH,   DUSTIN   TOOK   A   SEAT   across   from   them.   His   own   head   tilted,   exhaustion   clearly   written   across   young   features.   He   knew   that   himself   wasn’t   the   same   since   everything.   However,   this   wasn’t   about   Dustin   right   now.   His   attention   and   care   was   all   on   Steve,   “   Sorry.   Did   you   even   get   yourself   looked   at?   Like   since   we’ve   been   back?   ”   blues   glanced   at   their   neck   where   he   could   see   the   faint   scarring.