#scftbadass

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@scftbadass     ,     𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙐𝙀𝘿     𝙈𝙀𝙈𝙀

A whimper escapes her at the momentary break of the kiss despite her better judgement – she’d been trying to keep quiet and had, in fact, been excelling in it until Charlie pulled back. Nancy’s brows furrowed as she began to look up at him before her back was smacking against the soft mattress laying just behind them and the goofy little smirk was back on her face, hands reaching out to grab hold of his shirt collar once more as he descended down to meet her, lips finding his once more and a pleased little groan rose from her throat.

The whimper at the break in the kiss just makes him smirk, always happy when he’s able to garner a noise from her. Something which, usually, wasn’t all that hard to do. He’s quick to be following her, only getting quicker as she takes hold of him. Body moves in between her legs as the kiss deepens, unable to stop the way he smiles into the kiss at her little groan. And, just to show her exactly where he wants this to go, his hips roll forward, gently grinding against her with the slightest moan.

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“     𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫     𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭     𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝     ?     ”

𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌     𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝     𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜     :     accepting     :     @scftbadass

words cause a raise of the eyebrow, plenty of thoughts immediately rushing through his head. suffocated? oh, yes, that was a feeling he knew all too well. suffocated by pressure, by threats, by school, by himself. a constant worry, constant feeling of his chest tightening, the air sucked out of him as fear overcame his body. anxiety attacks more frequent than ever before, his brain a chaotic mess that would never calm. yes, he knew about suffocating. he cant remember the last time he didn’t feel suffocated. “uh... yeah, i guess.” words with little emotion put behind them, own suffocation silenced in favor of giving his last gasping breaths to her. “what uh.. what's making you feel suffocated?”

[bakedcookies-a]

“     𝐈     𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭     𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲     𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭     𝐭𝐨     𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤     𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭     𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭     𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝     𝐢𝐧     𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.     ”

𝚋𝚞𝚣𝚣𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍     𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍     𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜     :     accepting     :     @scftbadass

he doesn’t know much about whats happening in hawkins, but he's heard a few of them talk about the upside down, about what they saw there. and maybe asking about it was a stupid idea, obviously it wasn’t easy for her to handle, but he just wants to be there for her. wants to help her. “okay, that’s okay.” voice is soft, reassuring. hes doing his best to make this easy for her, for it to not feel like hes pressuring her. “you don’t have to talk about it.”

[bakedcookies-a]

❛     𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭     𝐥𝐞𝐭     𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫     𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭.     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞     𝐚     𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞     𝐬𝐨     𝐮𝐬𝐞     𝐢𝐭.     ❜

𝙸𝙼     𝙽𝙾𝚃     𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶     𝙵𝙾𝚁     𝚃𝙷𝙴     𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴     ,     𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙇     𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂     𝙏𝙃𝙊     ,     @scftbadass

she’s caught on to the shift in attitude these days, to the way he so clearly knows something that he isn’t saying. it’s not about her, it’s nothing to do with her, but every time she asks him if something’s going on he can’t help but freeze up. he can’t exactly tell her that he’s being threatened by his best friend, can he? that’d defeat the whole point of monty’s threats, his entire purpose being to keep charlie quiet. admitting to her the truth only put him in danger, and worse: risked putting her in danger too. monty had never seemed dangerous, just like a normal kid with anger issues, but now that charlie knows more, now that he’s gotten threats, he knows that it’s not so simple. “i-- i can’t. i can’t.” quiet, shaky. clearly terrified. “i can’t tell you, if he finds out--” slips out without meaning to, eyes widening at the realisation. it’s not a lot of information to give, but it’s confirmation that someone - a male someone - is keeping him quiet. that’s too much information. “i can’t.”

[bakedcookies-a]

“     𝐡𝐨𝐰     𝐝𝐨     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬     𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰     𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧     𝐢𝐦     𝐢𝐧     𝐚     𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝     ?     ”

𝙴𝚇𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶     𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙷𝚈     𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂     ,     𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂     ,     @scftbadass

its obvious, he thinks, when she's not feeling great. hes gotten pretty good at reading people, especially people hes close to, and to him it seems like nancy’s pretty easy to read. but he wont say that, wont outright admit that he can read her like a book. instead a shrug is given, small smile growing. “maybe i just know you better than i know myself.”

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"     𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠     –     𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞     ,     𝐢𝐥𝐥     𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭     𝐢𝐭     !     𝐢     𝐰𝐚𝐬     𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠     !     ”

𝙰𝚁𝙶𝚄𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃     𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴     𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂     ,     𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂     ,     @scftbadass

he’s being an asshole and he knows it, but that does nothing to stop him. when charlie gets in a truly bad mood he so easily destroys everything in his path, even if he wouldn’t usually want to. she’s one of the only things in his life that he’s worked hard not to destroy, to protect from this side of him, and yet here he is, being the worlds biggest asshole. perhaps the worst part is that maybe, just maybe, she hadn’t been entirely wrong. maybe she’d had some points. but was he gonna admit that? while he was like this? of course not. naturally, his reaction to her words is to instead say one of the worst things he could say, tone still angry but now with the addition of being condescending as well. “see, was that so fucking hard? was that worth all the bitching?”

[musecove]

okay but i hug you

[heartsunholy]

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dove’s blind date meme // accepting

Her resistance to this little arrangement could have all been solved if her father had just been a little more forthcoming.

This wasn’t the first time Joseph Pulitzer had asked his daughter to entertain the children of influential benefactors or allies or employees. She’s debated and insulted her way through a veritable hoard of men who felt entitled to her time just because of who their fathers were. This time, Katherine was putting her foot down.

Well, until there were threats made about talking with Katherine’s boss and finding her less and less work.

So Katherine waits outside the Bowery, arms crossed over her chest, making no mistake that she’s not exactly pleased to be there. When a voice - soft and curious - catches her attention, Katherine’s annoyed gaze softens into surprise.

Her father could’ve mentioned his newest employee he wanted Katherine to entertain was a woman.

“Oh. Hello,” Katherine greets, loosening up almost immediately. “I’m Katherine. Just Katherine, please, none of this Miss Pulitzer nonsense. Have you seen the shows here? I’ve had the pleasure of meeting the owner and headliner, she’s absolutely lovely. I hope you’ll enjoy the show.”