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[madkoka]

top 5 fictional women

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bark bark baaaark. 👀

usagi tsukino / sailor moon. my everything.

catelyn stark. woman of all time.

vanessa ives. thank you @notkansas for making me watch penny dreadful.

fiona goode. she's awful and I love her.

asha greyjoy. can she be my wife??

[hagantm]

@harringtontm says “Don’t do anything stupid until I get back.”

THE FUCK IS THE WORST THING HE COULD DO ? burn the Squawk down and call it a day ? oh hey , here's a thought . . . one he dares entertain for .5 seconds until he catches the look™ on Steve's face . like a goddamn mind - reader . frankly , Tommy's not sure he can be blamed . from never wanting anything to do with anything to supervising what , essentially , are recon runs but named stupidly by a bunch of equally stupid nerds , he's come a long way . and still waits for a chance to do a u - turn .

" how , when you got all the stupid in that car already ? " he nods towards Henderson in the back , fumbling with the switches and whatnot . here's what he gets : some monster tries to kill everybody and they need to find it before it succeeds . here's what he doesn't get : everything else . the science , the tech , the d&d speak they pretend is an actual language . . . and still , for someone totally in over his head , he's keeping up just fine .

" hey - " most of the time . leaning against the hood of his own Alfa , Tommy hesitates for a moment - and reaches out eventually ; freckled fingers catching the hem of Steve's shirt . more of a signal than an actual attempt to stop him . you'd think that a year provides plenty of opportunity to patch up what they managed to break , but monster - hunting keeps them busy . and permanently surrounded by too many people . " I don't have to say it , right ? " bright green eyes search Steve's face for that hint of understanding . be careful . come back in one piece . all that sappy shit he may have told him once or twice before , but now thinks is kind of redundant . Tommy cares . a little too much , maybe . and Steve knows it .

[trickstercaptain]

       More often than not as of late, Jack and Billy had found themselves on the late shift together ( he didn't know what Billy had bribed the pool manager with to make that happen, and wasn't sure he wanted to know ), and that involved the inevitable task of closing up after all of the snotty little kids and their leering mothers had gone home for the day. The peace and quiet of that final hour was always a welcome reprieve, and in recent weeks the pool building after close had become the one place other than Billy's camaro where they could... indulge without fear of being caught or seen.

       Tonight they'd changed out of their red lifeguard shorts at least ( after all, Jack was getting picked up by Steve after his shift ended in... well, he didn't know the exact time, but it was at least another half an hour from now. definitely ), but Jack could still feel Billy's hand reaching up and under his t-shirt as he remained pinned against the wall of the shower room. He'd been there long enough that water was soaking through the back of the shirt and into his hair but, when the making out was this good, he really didn't care. Keys still in hand ( from where he really ought to have locked up this part of the pool ten minutes ago ), Jack's arms were wound eagerly around Billy's shoulders, keeping him close, moaning a little into the movement of the other boy's mouth on his own. Any moment now, he'd gently push Billy away and finish up the last few jobs before they left. Just as soon as he stopped doing that thing with his tongue, slow and deliberate and maddening all at the same time...

@hargrovetm & @harringtontm

[lorelodge]

... asoiaf

meme // accepting // @harringtontm & @munsontm

Both you and Frankenstein sent this one in. Feels like a bit of a message...can't imagine what kind though...

So I'm familiar with the books as a whole but never read the series in its entirety. The first two books were definitely enjoyable for me so it's not like I have much of an excuse beyond laziness .

My favourite characters from the series aren't the same as the ones I would likely choose to rp. I prefer choosing muses who may need a bit of a facelift. So, anyway, muses I would consider are: Joffrey Lannister, Ramsey Bolton, Rodrick Greyjoy, and Aeron Greyjoy. But I think the one that would inevitably win out is Balon Greyjoy. Messy, morally questionable parents are just my thing. Idk what to say other than I'm a simple bitch who loves drama.

[munsontm]

@harringtontm liked THIS for a starter.

Taking a little skip through the freaky Hawkins woods wasn't all that bad. At least Eddie wasn't alone. And he found himself smiling over at Steve every so often just because Steve was there, walking, breathing, reaching for Eddie's sweaty damn hand every so often. Did that make this a date? Patrolling the area for Upside Down nasties didn't sound like the stuff of legendary romance, but they couldn't really afford much romance right then, what with the impending apocalypse breathing down their necks. It didn't matter, though. Eddie felt on top of the world despite the situation.

"Man, I really miss McDonald's. Don't you miss McDonald's? I could go for some McDonald's right now. Do you want some McDonalds?" However, feeling on top of the world didn't make Eddie any less nervous about the thing blossoming between him and King Steve Harrington. Happy and anxious made for a strange combination. He was smiling one minute, then shitting his pants the next.

[011tm]

@harringtontm sent a meme: ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜

       El started at the sound of Steve's voice, reluctantly emerging from where she had been half-hidden behind the open door to the Harrington house kitchen, watching him open and close cupboard doors in search of food and snacks for the others, playing outside. Hopper had ( begrudgingly ) let her come over with Mike to hang out with the rest of the party, knowing that no adults would be here, making this the first house in Hawkins she had stepped into and had the full freedom to explore — and it was big. But she wasn't just curious about her surroundings, but Steve too. He wasn't like the rest of the party — he was older, and whenever Mike had turned around and called him words such as lame or uncool or gross because he used to date my sister, Dustin would call him a badass and cool once you got to know him.

       She didn't know what to make of him, with his big house and his big hair and the way that he let them all hang out here and eat his food, even though he wasn't family. But she wanted to know more.

       Looking suitably scolded for her act of staring, El cautiously stepped further into the kitchen. There was a bag of popcorn in Steve's hand that he'd retrieved from the microwave, and before he reached for the bowl on the other end of the counter, El jerked her head and it slid across the table top towards him. “ Where are your... parents? ” She paused on the word, furrowing her brow at him. “ Are you alone? ” Maybe it was an impertinent question, but El knew, better than most, what being alone was like.

[scoopstrooptm]

          Now that she was more than one full glass into Steve’s dad’s stash of alcohol, it was amazing how quickly her anxiety had vanished about the theft being found out. Robin wouldn’t have dared to even go near the stuff a scarce few months ago --- but then, hanging out with Steve had never been about drinking or smoking or any of the wilder stuff that having Eddie as their friend brought with him. Some of it, Robin had declined or turned a blind eye to ( the smoking in particular ), but while Steve had gone out to drop the kids back off at home for the evening, Eddie had been so eager to make the most of being left alone in the fabled Harrington family home that Robin had found herself swept up in all the fun.

           Alcohol made her giggle a lot, or so she’d discovered in the past hour. And gave her a fuzzy, light-headed feeling that reminded her of the initial high of that Russian truth serum --- more pleasant here for sure, safe in Steve’s home with Eddie by her side, with the knowledge that there were no evil Russians wishing to pry non-existent espionage intel out of her brain. Lying on the floor in Steve’s living room, her legs up on the couch, here she felt she could relax in a way that she always struggled to on a normal day.

          Eddie was talking animatedly about something --- some of his words landed while others flew completely over her head, but she did catch the words Corroded Coffin, and her brain snapped to attention. The evening she’d spent, not that long ago, but long enough, with Eddie and his band at an Indianapolis gay bar was a memory that she didn’t think she’d ever forget. She was still buzzing just thinking about it. No alcohol needed.

           “ So does this mean I can come again if you guys get another gig? ” She didn’t think that Eddie would say no, but the thought of going there again still filled her with excitement. Now that she’d already been there the once, of course: rebelling like that, going to a bar in the city without telling her parents when she wasn’t even twenty-one yet, had been a little bit terrifying until the moment she’d walked inside, been greeted cheerily by a drag queen, and caught sight of two boys making out at the bar. In an instant, she’d realised that these were her people, and no amount of fear of consequences was going to keep her away from here ( or anywhere like here ) ever again.

           “ Maybe I should invite her next time, ” she paused, rolling her head to the side to meet Eddie’s gaze. “ Vickie. ” Her sober mind would have called it an absurd suggestion; her tipsy mind, an ingenuous one. “ Then I’ll know for sure, right? You know... whether she’s gay like me. Because I just can’t tell. She had a boyfriend who visited her over Spring Break, but Steve thinks she’s got the hots for Phoebe Cates based on her movie rental history or something, I don’t know. And, like, she could be bisexual, I know that’s a thing... but if she came with me to see Corroded Coffin at that bar we could actually maybe talk about it without me feeling like I'll suddenly get staked in the heart for admitting that I like girls. D’you know what I mean? ”

@munsontm ( & @harringtontm )

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