#sluggrr

[becorbin]

[fyrbol]

❝ i haven’t always done the right thing. ❞

morality is a compass thrown askew,   flipped upside - down so to speak. it is a woeful act to be submerged in the fog of war, not knowing north from south   /   light from dark   /   right from wrong. they have each had their tests and come out the other side different people.   maybe steve more than most,   his former body nothing but an empty exoskeleton.   brittle and hollow.   newly emerged, the prodigy   :   soft, spongy and malleable.   sometimes change is good.

❛   don’t beat yourself up about it.   the fact you’re even worried about doing the right thing in the first place tells you everything you need to know. you and me   —   we’re human.   sometimes we get it wrong.   ❜   it’s an easy concept for him to grasp   :   he thinks back to when jane was eleven   (   a weapon   :   an unknown, a number, a threat   ),   hair shorn and hospital gown muddied. skepticism had clouded his judgment. yet while hindsight is a beautiful thing, he stands by his guns.   intent is the true measure of mettle.

❛   you’ve done more than enough to make amends, dude. it’s okay to give yourself a rest.   ❜   he thinks back to when steve was talk of the town for all the wrong reasons, to the rumoured alleyway fights and cinema graffiti. more vividly he remembers the efforts to abate those mistakes and every good deed since, his leadership in the tunnels   —   the belly of the beast,   free ice cream in abundance, emergency relief in the face of hawkins’ rapture. his undoing had quickly become his rebirth. that didn’t happen overnight - it was sparked,   nurtured.

❛   you’re a good person, steve.   the past doesn’t change that.   ❜

[codecracked]

she’s  already  white - knuckling  the  steering  wheel  despite  the  fact  they  haven’t  even  moved  an  inch  yet.   in  fact,  the  car  is  literally  still  in  park,  still  situated  in  the  empty  little  parking  lot  steve  had  chosen  for  the  occasion.   she  breathes  in  deep,  letting  it  out  in  a  quick,  audible  sigh  before  turning  her  head  to  look  in  steve’s  direction.   ❛  you  know  you  can  still  change  your  mind,  right?  ❜   her  eyebrows  are  furrowed,  anxiety  riddling  her  features.   ❛  i  mean,  i’m  just  saying  that  if  you  were  to  rethink  this  whole  thing  and  decide,   ‘ hey,  maybe  i  do  want  to  guarantee  at  least  one  more  day  of  my  life  after  all, ’   that  would  be  like,  totally  fine,  you  know?  ❜   would  steve  murder  her  if  she  were  to  crash  his  car?   ❛  speak  now  or  forever  hold  your  peace?  ❜  //  @sluggrr​​

[decimatlas]

@sluggrr​ gets a starter from Wendy !

She is currently holding her heels in one hand, and her other arm is extended to help keep balance. Perhaps she had a bit too much to drink  ( and Steve certainly noticed )  but Wendy is still insistent that she’s fine, carrying on with normal conversation as if she isn’t stumbling her whole way home.    ❛ You know, you should wear green more often. Makes you look all cool. Cool guy Steve. ❜    Wendy points to Steve’s jacket as she speaks, compromising her balancing mechanism for a moment – and wobbling as a result. 

[elverted]

@sluggrr​  ;  steve.   ⋯   sc.  

     the  only  flavor  she  recognizes  is  the  pink  one  labeled  STRAWBERRY.  she  tries  not  to  allow  the  bad  memories  to  surface,  a  kind  man’s  face  --  attention  jolted  by  force  she  stares  at  the  spoon  held  out  in  front  of  her.  steve  calling  it  rocky  road,  her  face  almost  displaying  partial  disgust  while  she  holds  off  FINAL  JUDGEMENT  until  she  tastes  it.  “ it  has  rocks ? ”

[guiltskate]

@sluggrr​ said.   that’s more of a you thing, isn’t it?

                  the extra pair of skates are held out toward steve, dangling from long fingers by the laces. blonde brow is raised expectantly toward steve. ‘ what, are you afraid of a little pair of roller skates? ’ the jest is given with a smirk, free arm crossing over carter’s chest, the girl urging him to take what is offered to him. ‘ running can only get you so far. if you really wanna go fast, these babies are the answer, ’ carter pauses. ‘ unless steve perfect boy harrington doesn’t know how to skate, ’

[petitefighter]

                a stupid question was ready to unravel from her lips.   she could feel it as she reached out for steve,   her touch practically begging for him to stay put for a second longer.   ‘   are we ever going to be friends again ?   ’   the answer was already playing through her head.   breaking up was hard to do   &   what came afterwards was even worse.   however,   in the past month,   she realized that steve not being in her life was something she couldn’t put up with any longer.   ‘   i-- -   i know that’s a dumb question,   but   .   .   .   i miss you.   ’   it was the god honest truth   &   there was no way to deny it any longer.   steve had been a constant in the past year,   someone she could always count on to brighten her day   &   keep her somewhat sane during all the craziness that life threw at them.   now,   without him there,   there was an emptiness she couldn’t stand much longer.                          @sluggrr  ♡’d

[ickyantagonist]

❛ ❛      THAT    LOOKED    MESSY        !      ❜ ❜               everyone    saw    the    riotous    public    display,     the    drinks    spilling          /          it    looked    quite    juicy,      if    vicky    did    say    so    herself.            color    her    interested          ---          only    because    she    enjoyed    gossip.            if    it    had’ve    been    a    year    ago,      it    would’ve    been    a    completely    different    motive,      a    more    mellow    one          /          how    dynamics    shift.               ❛ ❛      trouble    in    paradise        ?      ❜ ❜

✧      ››     *     @sluggrr      /      ♥