#hawkinsborn

[edhellfire]

Joyce had taken Eddie in so to speak. She saw a lot of the rebelliousness in him that she had growing up and she actually knew his Uncle Wayne quite well. After he was hurt in the Upside Down she helped care for him. "Listen I know you don't want to be mothered but I don't think that you're quite ready to have so much activity yet. What if you end up rebreaking your ribs?" It had only been a month since his near death experience and she just wanted to make sure that he was alright.

@hawkins-born

It was so weird to have someone take care of him like Joyce did. Not that Wayne wasn't a great caretaker but it felt different with Joyce. It felt like… it felt like he had a mom. She nagged like one and everything! Eddie was too excited about being nagged.

"A month, Mrs. Byers." He still didn't call her Joyce. "I've been useless for a month." Practically bedridden. He could feel himself getting weaker by the day. He needed to get up and be more active because when Vecna was ready to fight, Eddie wanted to be there. Eddie had to be there. For Chrissy, for Max, for himself. "Need to get in shape to kick Vecna's ass."

"I promise I won't break a rib helping you clean up." Eddie took the broom from Joyce's hands and did one sweep before playfully grabbing his rib and gasping, just to mess with her.

[willbyerstm]

[𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊]: clearing my inbox because I want more interactions! [𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌]: @hawkinsborn​ / eleven [𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄]:  ‘you are safe with me’

How is it possible that someone has been through so much and yet remain strong and kind? Eleven is probably the strongest person Will knows and not because she can kill monsters with her mind.  Will can’t help but smile at her softly ❝ Thank you...I know. But you don’t have to do anything for me. I’m okay now...I just have...nightmares sometimes, that’s all. ❞ he takes her hand to give it a light squeeze  ❝ You know you’re safe with me too, right? You know I can’t do what you can, but...that doesn’t mean I am not going to try. ❞

[baumanisms]

@hawkinsborn liked this for a short & sweet starter !!

❝ carol, i won't lie i was not listening-- i don't mean to be rude, you just.. ah.. you should check your teeth. ❞

[digdugg]

@hawkinsborn  wanted a starter.

Max never liked Carol. Granted, they barely knew each other but what she had been told by other people her and Steve used to run around together, along with Tommy. 

Carol must’ve been one of the few girls Steve hadn’t gotten with, most likely because she had already been taken. But based on the few interactions she had with her, she could see why he no longer hung with her and her boyfriend. She was rude, stuck up, and bitchy to rudely sum it up.

So she mostly just avoided her. They went their separate ways and stayed in their own corners, and it wasn’t like Carol went out of her way to bully her like she did with some of the other students. Maybe it was because it was her last year and she was just itching to get the hell out of here. 

Not that Max could blame her, even if she didn’t like her much. Hell, she’d be glad to see Hawkins High have one less jerk around.

Lost in her music, she didn’t even notice her. Carol was off to the side, enough to not be in Max’s peripheral vision, and their shoulders bumped consequentially. The drink in Carol’s hand spilled and stained the front of her shirt. Max lowered her headphones and froze. “Oh, shit, I got some napkins in my backpack, uhm..”

[eldestwheeler]

@hawkinsborn​  asked  :  ❛   i am deathly afraid of almosts. of coming close to what i want and then falling just a little short.  ❜  

       he  gives  a  small  nod,  listening  carefully  to  her  concerns.  ❛  i  get  it.  ❜  more  than  he’d  like  to  admit,  he  understands  the  fear.  ❛  almost  hurts  worse  than  not  trying.  ❜  he  keeps  his  voice  soft  as  he  speaks.  he  doesn’t  want  to  risk  coming  off  as  obnoxious  or  that  he’s  somehow  looking  down  on  her.  he  knows  he  has  difficulty  with  tone  sometimes.  ❛  almost  means  you  tried  though  and  that’s  more  than  anyone  can  ask  of  you.  and  if  you  don’t  try  that  almost  is  always  an  automatic  fail.  ❜  a  beat,  ❛  i’m  proud  of  you,  ya  know?  for  all  your  almosts.  ❜

[feerleader]

                        She’s hands on hips, pom poms tucked into the fist of her left hand as she waits. Toe tapping to an off wall song she’d heard her brother humming that morning at breakfast; something metal probably and now it was trapped in her head. The flare of red out of the corner of her eye announces @hawkinsborn​ arrival before the sound of her sneakers or the pop of her gum, and Chrissy cant help but grin a little as she looks to Carol with her brows arched. “You’re two minutes late, Tommy hold you up or are you dying to make a grand entrance?” Its a jest, she didn't care the other was late hell it was her squad she could with what she pleased when it came to practice. It just wasn't like Carol at all, she ran the squad like a proud captain of a well armed vessel on the sea. Straightening she rolls back her shoulders before motioning toward the gym doors, “Girls are already in there but we’re missing Diane. Saw her in third but she’s since gone MIA.” 

[004005]

                         The kitchen was nearly on fire, the former billow of black smoke that was curling over the stove making his own skin prick with anxiety as his blue eyes shifted to @hawkinsborn​. Their plates were empty as they waited on Lo, who eagerly hummed and bragged on her own cooking as she burned the bacon in front of her. Harley wasn't entirely too sure how Carol and Lo became acquainted or friends for that matter, but he wasn't one to inspect too deeply or judge. Carol had to have thick skin to be around Lo since his sister had a sharp edged sense of humor, but with how unaffected she appeared by the remarks and banter they threw back and forth between each other Harley figured they may be a good match. He gives a worried look once more in Carol’s direction as a plant of burnt toast, bacon, and eggs is slipped before them both. Lo’s eye light up with pride as Harley rolled his lips together not wanting to really eat the food. 

                        ❝  that… was not good. thank you.  ❞ Carol’s words make him laugh, a bubble of outburst before it rolls and he’s looking to Lo who rolls her eyes and grins ear to ear. The confident flip of her hair as she bats her eyes at the redhead makes Harley shake his head, his own words softer but still laced with his amusement. “Yeah Lo what the hell did the bacon do to you?” He grins before a piece of egg slaps him in the face and he returns the food to his plate swiping whatever was left on his cheek. A napkin in his hand he looks to Carol brows raised, “ Since we’ve just escaped being poisoned, do you wanna go grab some edible breakfast with us at the diner? “ 

[eldestwheeler]

@hawkinsborn  ​asked  :  * that’s not my name and you know it.

     ❛  right,  right,  right.  it’s  uh,  charlie  right?  no,  cheryl.  ❜  he  can’t  help  the  grin  that  spreads  across  his  features.  he’s  just  fucking  with  her.  it’s  been  a  while  since  they’ve  properly  seen  each  other,  it’s  been  a  while  since  he’s  been  home.  ❛  kidding,  obviously.  missed  you.  ❜

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