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          “ ... i really missed you... ”

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                    “it’s day 353... i had a bad day today... i dunno. i...i guess i wish you were here... i mean,                     we     all    do.     if     you’re     out     there,     just--     please     give     me     a     sign.”

                                                        “MIKE...”

                                                     “ELEVEN?”

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✘ ALSO HI HELLO

Send me ✘ for an aesthetic board about our muses. // @promiseburdened

mike and el ft. some hcs we’ve discussed!

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❝ we need a secret code. ❞

D.eadpool 2 Sentence Starters // @promiseburdened

          “ salamander, ” mike decides suddenly. it’s the first word to pop into his head, and it’s off-the-wall enough that neither of them could question it when it was said. his eyes won’t meet hers, however. he’s far too EMBARRASSED. his hands are folded neatly in his lap, eyes trained on the tv in front of them, and enough space added between the two of them to feel WEIRD. it’s almost as if he’s prepared for hopper to walk through the door at any moment and see them sitting there. the last thing mike wants is any kind of jumping to conclusions– as if the added plumpness of his lips and the rosiness to his cheeks wouldn’t be a DEAD GIVEAWAY.

          “ that work for you? ” he asks, still not looking at her. “ anything happens– we say THAT and we stop. ” seemed like a decent enough plan.

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kissed!

Send kissed! and my character will react to receiving this type of kiss from yours… // @promiseburdened

No. 42: temple kiss

          they’re laid out under the stars, in the middle of the woods behind hopper’s cabin. no one knows that THIS is where they really are. karen thinks that mike is staying over at a friend’s and hopper thinks that el is sound asleep in her bed. both of these things couldn’t be farther from the truth, just like every other time. mike almost WISHED that he could actually feel BAD about lying to his parents, but he just couldn’t. whenever it came to spending time with el, he’d lie however much he needed to, to be with her– just never to her. FRIENDS DON’T LIE. he could never lie to her. it’s also AMAZING that mike seems to get away with things so EASILY. truthfully, he is a HORRIBLE liar. someone can always tell when he’s not being honest, but maybe he’d gotten to be so CONVINCING with his little, harmless white lies. maybe he was IMPROVING.

          nevertheless, if it came down to spending the night at dustin’s or sitting out on a warm summer night with el, she would win every time – absolutely NO offence to dustin of course, but mike was madly, hopelessly, irrevocably in love with el hopper. he would ALWAYS try to spend as much time with her as possible after the forced time they’d spent apart. after all the MOURNING he’d done over her… nothing was going to keep him from her ever again.

          her head being atop his shoulder seemed to cement these thoughts. the arm he had wrapped around her gave her waist a gentle squeeze and he idly wondered just how long it would be before his arm would start falling asleep. he then wondered if he’d even CARE– followed by the thought, the reminder, that he always thought that and then silently complained whenever he got his arm back and it dangled like a limp noodle. but whatever. cuddles now, limp noodle for an arm later. maybe he could shift their positions before that happened, though.

          “ you see the little dipper? the BIG dipper’s always the easiest to spot, but once you figure out where it’s at, you can follow it’s constellation right over to the little one and along the handle to POLARIS. ” he’d probably already explained this to her a million times by now, but if he had, she never seemed to complain. it was one of the things that mike could appreciate about her – among so many others. she listened to him, let him INDULGE in his nerdy activities and supported it to boot! mike wasn’t sure how he’d gotten so lucky.

          “ if you’re ever lost, ” mike went on to say, “ you can just follow the north star and it’ll lead you back home. ” finally, he tore his eyes away from the sky and turned to look at el. the way the moonlight seemed to wash over her skin almost made it look like it was GLOWING and made mike’s stomach do a flip.

          she was so beautiful… she IS so beautiful… she would ALWAYS be so beautiful…

          then, with el’s gaze still fixated on the stars above them, mike moved in to place a warm, soft, lingering kiss to her temple. then his lips trailed down til they found her ear, brushing against the skin lightly as he murmured, “ i love you… ”

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“What’re you doing here?”

sixteen candles sentence memes // @promiseburdened

          he’s in the doghouse; he knows it, but – he hates having her mad at him. even if she didn’t want to be his girlfriend anymore, he couldn’t stand the two of them not even talking to each other. she was wayyy too important to him to go without their regular communication. he didn’t want to lose his friend. he’d come here to apologize, but now, under her scrutinizing stare, it’s almost enough to for him to lose his resolve, completely.

          the only way he can keep from cracking under pressure is to avert his gaze, hand raising to the back of his neck. “ i just– i came to say that i’m sorry, okay? i know i fucked up, and i know that you’re mad, and that you probably - don’t even wanna see me right now, but– ” he sighs, shifting in his spot, trying to keep from rambling like he’s usually all too prone to do. “ i just wanted you know that i feel bad it. i just didn’t know what else to do. hop threatened that he wouldn’t let me see you anymore, so– ”

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“He’s really bitchin’.”

sixteen candles sentence memes // @promiseburdened

          “ yeah? ” mike can’t stop the grin from ebbing at his lips as the two cuddle on the couch and watch the karate kid. right along with introducing her to the music he liked, came the movies he liked, too. it might not have been star wars, or ghost busters, or even gremlins ( all of which he’d have to get her to watch with him eventually ), but he enjoyed it all the same. “ i think so, too. ”

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⨳ — SEND 💖 TO HOLD MY MUSE’S HAND; // @promiseburdened

          it’s already SURREAL enough to have her back in his life, but to have her so close, to see her in that adorable swimsuit, to feel her with a death grip on his hand, it makes mike have half a mind to pinch himself, just to make sure that it’s all ACTUALLY REAL. most times he feels like he’ll blink and she’ll be gone – like she’s nothing more than a figment of his imagination – but her hold on him now is what grounds him. it lets him know that, for the time being, he has nothing to worry about.

          “ i’ve got you, don’t worry. ” they’re chest deep in the water now, and she hasn’t once released his hand from her grip. he smiles, and moves a hand to grip her hip, careful moves as so not to startle her. “ swimming’s real easy to get the hang of, i promise. ”