#heidimoore

[shezoomer]

with the agility of youth, max props open the foreign window to her friend's home, slipping inside with the grace and comfort of someone who has just entered through the front door, as should be done and expected of every person. as she stands inside the room, she leaves the window half open, a smile brightening the freckles that dot her face as she notices that her friend is inside. "hey, how are you?" the words are easy, airy. the question? not so much.

@heidimoore ♡'d

[willbyerstm]

[𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊]: I CARE A LOT SENTENCE STARTERS [𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒]: accepting [𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌]: @heidimoore​ [𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄]:  ❝ i don’t believe this is happening. ❞

Is it weird that now Will isn’t even surprised with Vecna’s existence? He is yet another monster, more powerful than anyone else they had faced... And somehow strangely familiar, almost as if he had met him before. But he doesn’t really remember such an encounter, it is more like... a faded dream, a memory of a memory.  ❝ Yeah it’s a lot to digest... ❞ he admits, trying to give her an encouraging smile  ❝ I know this is... not comforting considering what has already happened to your cousin, but... we —  my friends and I are going to make sure that you are going to be safe, okay? ❞

[guiltskate]

                   ‘ tell me your troubles and doubts, giving everything, inside and out, ’     @heidimoore​ +  don’t you ( forget about me ).

[pagetorn]

          There’s a heavy weight in this town,  a thickness in the air that Emma tries her best to ignore.   After all,  the likelihood of her staying here for long is slim.   Though,  she’s been saying that for well over a year now.   STILL HERE.   𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜,  knows more than most of the locals.   How Emma got wrapped in it,  she’ll never really understand.   Now,  a part of her feels that chill running down her spine and the air getting thick again.   She wonders if anyone else can feel it.   

          Looking around,  she heads to the nearest body.   Hands slide into her leather jacket pockets.   ❝ Hey. ❞   Maybe she doesn’t hear her.   ❝ HEY! ❞   Louder still,  it isn’t until Emma gets closer that she sees @heidimoore​‘s face. ❝ Hey... You.. You okay? Y̲o̲u̲ ̲l̲o̲o̲k̲ ̲l̲i̲k̲e̲ ̲y̲o̲u̲’̲v̲e̲ ̲s̲e̲e̲n̲ ̲a̲ ̲g̲h̲o̲s̲t̲. ❞

[ballagarraidh]

@heidimoore​ wanted a starter from robin !!

    the thing about small towns like hawkins is that everyone knows everyone else’s shit and that kinda sucks. maybe really sucks. and robin would like to pride herself on being different to the average small town gossipy teenager, and yet she’s not immune to just knowing things about people, especially people she’s grown up around. so when she bumps into heidi (literally) she automatically fails at schooling her expression into anything other than blatant sympathy. “ oh, hey. i’m so sorry about your cousin, she totally did not deserve that, not that anyone ever does- just- ” stop. stop talking. fingers physically curl against her top lip to keep her from talking as she winces. “ sorry. just. sorry. ”

[womenmakehorrorfilms-blog]

M is for Mommy

Producer/Director: Heidi Moore

Written By: Zaen Ghast and Heidi Moore

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