#ragegrove

[cfthesoul-a]

❝ are you new around here? ❞ | for christina. from here.

for muses that are getting to know each other

Pausing mid-step, she glanced over her shoulder at the other before turning to give them her full attention. She had only moved to town a few weeks ago, still getting herself use to everything. For it to be such a small town, it felt like a maze for her. "That obvious?" Christina asked, corner lifting in an amused smirk. "Name's Christina."

[starglossd]

ragegrove asked: "i wasn't lying when i said i didn't want anything serious. i just didn't realize i only want it with you." - from drunken confessions. >:)

despite letting herself have an occasional drink, cindy's mind is still perfectly lucid. if anything, her thoughts are a little deeper and more poignant. but he says that and the world stops. she's paid attention to every detail, aware of the way he looked at her and his proximity. asked herself a hundred times what it means. if it means anything, or if she's just a particularly delusional flavor of hopelessly romantic. the way he showed her a different side of himself than what everyone else knew. that alone had to be pretty damn special and she knew that. but she hopes it's not just the beer talking, or even worse, some weird experiment to see how quickly she folds because she's not the naive girl she once was, she's lost that fragility that made her easy to prey on. do not do this to me, billy hargrove. he better be honest about this, because god, she swears she feels a tectonic shift. her gaze is suddenly more intense and nothing else matters except how badly she wants it too. her pride might've kept her from admitting it even to herself at times, along with attempts to reason with herself that it would probably be a bad idea or never work, but she tragically has a heart and this isn't something she can outrun for much longer. and maybe she doesn't want to. she's dead silent for a moment, her gaze never leaving his piercing blues that are dangerously easy to get lost in and she knows she's on the edge of doing something potentially very stupid. and just might if he lets her. she's only ever felt real with billy, actually feeling something after disassociating through most of her days. it was always different with him with a sense of inevitability. "you're the realest thing i've ever felt in my life." a disturbingly honest thing to say. she's half terrified, half electrified, but she's not dancing around the truth tonight.

[mayfie1d]

— @ragegrove cont. from here

it was easier then   —   when he hated her.      more so , hated being anywhere around her.      she did not have to worry of eyes watching her every move , did not have to think of excuses to get away from the house.      billy wanted nothing to do with her , and she him.      but things changed that night in starcourt.      and the person who saw her as nothing but the shit beneath his boots now saw her.      in turn , he saw the changes that had begun to take over her longing days and sleepless nights.      how she shut down and the sarcasm she had been so quick with was now far and few between.      perhaps that’s why he stood there as if she had just claimed the sky was purple.      booming , commanding voice halting her on way out the door.

❛   yes , leave me alone billy.   ❜      no more did that hesitation lick her tone.      there were bigger things to worry about taking place in hawkins.      and over her dead body would she let billy face that hell again because of her.      adjusting the backpack strap , max rocked back on her heals in irritation as he went about his spiel about fixing up his car.      ❛   i don’t care about your car.      besides you were the one that always told me you’d kill me if i so much as laid a finger on it.      so leave me alone.      i’ll be back later.   ❜      maybe   . . .

[untilthcyrot]

❝ Delia's downstairs working on new 'masterpieces,' she calls them, whatever that's supposed to entail. God, I can hear the music she's listening to 'for inspiration' traveling all the way to my room. It's horrid. ❞ Lydia leaned back against a heap of pillows and pressed the phone tightly to her ear as if it would help block out the music coming from downstairs. Hopefully, Delia would notice what time it was soon and call it a night. ❝ If you're not busy tonight, maybe I could sneak you in so we can suffer together, or I could sneak out to see you. ❞

♡ ───── @ragegrove <3

[griefkill]

she can't help but offer a little playful roll of her eyes in response to his words . awfully dramatic considering it was a week at best , and not as though she had much of a choice in leaving hawkins for a bit . ❛ billy , it was a vacation to my hometown , not a means to leave you behind . ❜ she laughs lightly , her hand reaching out to gently tug the sleeve of his denim jacket . ❛ wanna take me for a ride ? ❜ / @ragegrove / x

[rosefromdeath]

✨️ starter for @ragegrove

It wasn’t particularly new thing for Gabriella to be underestimated by others. Whether it was a vampire who had mistaken she was a blood bag for her family or a human who thought she was simply passive, it didn't matter - all seemed to have their own assumptions about her. Such comments didn't bother Gabriella so much. In fact it amused her - and Billy's was no exception.

"I assure you I can handle myself perfectly fine." Gabriella pointed out matter of factly, her steps echoing coolly along the pavement as she walked. She spared a look over to Billy, her delicate eyebrows raising slightly with a glint of humor in her soft doe eyes, "I grew up with three older brothers ... and two older sisters. Trust me, they made sure I didn't grow up fragile."

[shxyme]

@ragegrove continuation from x

' maybe i'd believe that if the camaro had nice tits and a great ass ', she tries not to let her voice sound any way out of the ordinary. like she's just shooting shit with him, as they do sometimes. but, in reality, something had been agitating her all night. the way she didn't even necessarily like these parties but came along mostly because he'd be here. and the whole time he'd been looking at tina. smiling, in a way she knew he didn't think she'd noticed. tina was pretty, so it wasn't like shay could necessarily blame him. ' you intend to do anything about this little crush? or just here smiling like a dumbass? '

[griefkill]

💋 >:)

new year's kisses / accepting

she's lost count of the amount of beers the two of them have shared at this point , but they're almost out of bottles . both of them are leaning on the hood of his camero at the back of the drive in where many hawkins residents had gathered to ring in the new year. a countdown begins , and elena continues to quietly sip her beer alongside billy as the seconds creep toward midnight . a loud , resounding cheer and fireworks are set off to mark that midnight is here . doe eyes settle on billy and the way the bright colors illuminate his features . without a second thought , she scoots closer to him , bringing a hand to his cheek and pulling him in for a kiss .