Suave Bastard.

Neal "Hopper" Burke twenty-seven. bedeviled. Drug Lord. Leader of the Grasshoppers. part of fantasia project rp

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He was absolutely coked out of his mind and he knew it. He was wired and needed a break. So he was out walking, his mind wandering wherever it wanted to. And he wasn't really sure when he made the decision but he did. Neal knocked on the door to her home at what must of been close to 2 in the morning And being the pain that he is, he knocked until the door opened. “I was in the neighborhood and was in the mood for some good alcohol and tantalizing banter,” he said with a smirk as he leaned against her doorframe.

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Neal Burke || both parties

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pompcm‌:

Old habits die hard, but in this case it was alright that they had a rhythm. Things had been tense so it wasn’t like they’ve been that intimate lately so feeling like they were on the same page again meant everything to Eloise. His lips on hers felt right, natural, and it wasn’t long before she was just in his lap completely. She was enjoying each touch, the taste of his kiss, and lazily put her hands on his shoulders. “Should we try to keep our clothes on? In case it gets too cold?”

He slid his hands down her body to rest them low on her hips, pulling her body closer to his as he kissed her harder. This all felt good. Everything always felt good with her. “Mm, I guess we should try. I’d love to see how long we could keep that up.” Moving a bit, Neal kept one hand low on her hip, but moved one up her front, squeezing her breast over her shirt. He kissed her again. “How about we say first one to remove an article of clothing loses. Don’t really know what losing means in this context but I mean... Doubt I’ll have to find out,” he teased, kissing her neck as he moved his body up closer to hers.

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Gertrude: next time? Gertrude: how bold of you. Gertrude: and what makes you think there’ll be a next time?

Neal: guess I’m just being optimistic

Neal: Though for personal reasons, I might have to request that ‘next time’ be strictly professional  Neal: unless of course you beg. then i might be persuaded to loosen my tie a bit.

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Gertrude: That depends. Gertrude: I’ve been pinned to a number of tables, you’ll have to be more specific. Gertrude: Was it after I pinned you to a chair?

Neal: yeah i think that was it. Neal: It’s a shame we’re both struggling with specifics

Neal: I guess next time we’ll have to make it more memorable, won’t we ;)

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Neal: Hey Neal: Been a minute

Neal: remember when i pinned you to a table ;)

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BILL SKARSGÅRD ph. by Michael Schwartz for ICON Magazine (2019)

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Eloise raised an eyebrow. “Funny. I’m pretty flexible too.” She moved her head so she could look at him properly. “And I think you know that by now. And that it’s on your mind.” Her eyes traveled to her thigh where his hand sat and then back to his eyes. “And if we are thinking the same thing now, I encourage you to go for it.” She then leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips.

He grinned a bit. “Mhm, I know,” he said, biting his lower lip as he looked her over before another smile spread across his face. “Guess I’m getting predictable, huh?” he chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her back, hand trailing higher up her thigh, giving her leg a squeeze. His other arm that was draped across the back of the couch moved around her shoulders, pulling her even closer, lips parting as he kissed her harder. Neal pulled back briefly, teeth tugging lightly on her bottom lip. “I love it when we’re on the same page,” he teased, moving to put his lips back on hers.

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crystalduboiss‌:

“You made it clear from the start you’re not someone to care for others. You don’t have to say what you think I want to hear right now. It’s already asking too much of you to be confronting me. Which - you’re not by the way. You just happened to accidentally bump into me and can’t run away from it anymore.” She let him speak. Biting her tongue and the inside of her cheek to the point of metallic taste. As she heard him moving she watched the way he walk around the table, making note to how worked up he was over everything. “And was it you that wrote with blood on my wall? Called me out on being a whore? I mean I’m the fuck toy in whatever triangle you have with Eloise and Lucifer - it would only make sense.” She couldn’t make eye contact with him. Crystal was a good person, a strong person - but to branded with a title like that just broke her down a little. Looking over her actions the past few months she couldn’t really defend herself. “Yeah, well… I did. And most people would try and reach out when they find out their being framed for drugging someone. I just … can’t wrap my head around why you’d just ignore that. But whatever - hands are cleaned now - you can sleep easy.” 

“I know I’m not, but I’m trying to be better,” that sounded wrong. Dammit, he hated every word out of his mouth right now. This would’ve been easier if he weren’t so fucking sober. But that would probably make it worse for her. “I did want to talk to about this. I also wanted to give you space when because I don’t know how to deal with this kind of shit?” he couldn’t stay calm, but he wanted to. “No, it wasn’t fucking me who did that. I--” her next words hit in a way he wasn’t expecting them to. He didn’t know why. Neal’s jaw locked as he shut himself up to finish what she had to say. It made the anger he had shift away from whoever had done this to at himself. He wasn’t helping. He was only making things worse. “I’m sorry that you felt like that’s what... what you were. And I’m a shitty person for not coming to you sooner, and I know that. I’m a shitty person in general. I should’ve talked to you as soon as I found out. You deserved better.” He let out a sigh. It came out more irritated than he wanted it to. “I’m not doing this for my conscience. I’m trying--” he doesn’t know what he’s trying. “Look, I know there’s nothing I can do to even come close to making it up to you, but if there’s anything I can do... please let me know.” He felt like shit, which was probably good because at least that meant he had something like a conscience. “I feel horrible that this happened to you, Crystal. I really do.”

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Atta groaned, pressing her palms to her temples before she even opened her eyes. She blinked her eyes open, taking in her surroundings, which she luckily recognized. Next step, see who was around her. The only person in the line of sight was Neal. At least it was someone she knew. “Hey. Morning, I think.”

“Mornin’,” he said with a dry laugh. His head was killing him. “You know where we are?” he asked. “Or do you have any idea what happened. I just know that I feel like shit.” And he wanted a cigarette. Or ten. Neal leaned his head back, trying to stop the throbbing in his temples. Fuck, he wanted a drink, or like, a handful of aspirin.

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Eloise snorted. How clean was she trying to be? Not clean at all if she had a say in it. “What you got?” was her first question before she rested her head against his shoulder. “So do we freeze to death or just go somewhere else?” She looked up at him. “I have a few ideas on how we could keep warm ‘ere, but I know you probably would prefer getting 'igh and finding somewhere else to go.”

He gave her a smirk. “What do you want? Probably got whatever it is you’re lookin’ for,” he said, mindlessly resting his head on top of hers. He shrugged his other shoulder, “I could go with keeping warm here for a while. Then we could get high and go do some other shit if the power’s not back on by then.” He pulled one of her legs over his, holding his hand on her thigh. His other hand continued to twist her hair between his fingers. “But I mean, it’s up to you what we do. I’m flexible.”

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crystalduboiss‌:

“Some point. Right, when it’s convenient for you. Fuck the fact that I live my life holding my breath and on complete edge. Fuck the fact that I assumed you really sent guys out to throw me in a car and drug me. You would have never came to speak to me  - don’t try to play it like you care. The only thing this dose for you is clear your head that someone doesn’t think you drugged the sorority girl.” Shaking her head she looked down, arms crossed over her chest. “A dare? It was a dare? And you couldn’t man up and say that sooner? Check to see if I was alright? Anything? Fuck you. I’ve come across interesting people in my life, shitty ones at that - but you, you take the cake. What was the dare? Please enlighten me on the childish game you played a fool too. I’d love a good laugh, and feeling of security every one else gets to have. “ 

“No, I didn’t mean it like that--” he started, feeling like literally every word out of his mouth just made him more of an asshole. It did. He knew it did. Goddammit, he hated absolutely everything about this. “No, that’s not what I’m trying to do here, I didn’t want this to happen, I did care-- I do care!” He was trying so hard not to raise his voice, trying not to get angry. This was frustrating to him. He just wanted to explain it, he just wanted it to make sense, but he wasn’t good enough with words for that. “Yes. Wait, no. No! Not a dare like that. I didn’t fucking... Fuck.” He took a short lap around one of the tables before returning. “It was all that bullshit that was going on around Halloween. That fucking person who was making everything a nightmare. They sent me a fucking threat telling me to tell some bullshit about my brother, then they said if I didn’t tell Eloise I was in love with you then they’d kill her and you. And I told her about the fucking note after I did what it said. Because how the fuck was I supposed to know they’d know what I did. I didn’t even know what happened to you until weeks later when Eloise told me!” he stopped to take a breath, to settle himself, to quiet down. “Crystal I swear, I didn’t know that was going to happen to you. I didn’t know anything was going to happen to you. I never, never, wanted you to get hurt because of my own stupid bullshit, okay? I’m sorry.”

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crystalduboiss‌:

“You want to talk about this now !!” Crystal felt the shaky feeling start to take over here again, the tightness in her chest, and the air around her becoming too thick to breath normally.  “I got the idea you don’t give two fucking shits a long time ago. But you’re a coward - you just hide under a rock. Let others do your dirty work and then …” Crystal bit her cheek looking down as she wiped her cheeks. “I can’t sleep. I can’t walk anywhere. I have no peace, I have to safety. I have no one to run to. I have roommates -  I’m terrified are going to get dragged into everything and get hurt or worse. What the fuck is there to talk about?” 

Fuck, he thought, shifting on his feet a bit, noticing one of the barista’s glancing over in their direction. “Well, I mean, I need to talk to you about this at some point,” he replied. He didn’t know how the hell he was supposed to handle this. Most of him didn’t even want to, but there was a part of him that felt this was necessary. Especially after hearing what she was saying. “You’re right,” Hopper said quietly, trying to keep his tone low so not too many people could eavesdrop. “I’m a coward, okay? I should’ve come and talked to you about this a long time ago.” He wanted to get mad. Not at Crystal, but at the sick fucks who orchestrated this. But he was trying so hard to keep calm for her sake. He didn’t need her thinking he was going to try something right now; or in her mind, try something again. “Crystal, I’m... I had no idea you were going through all that.” a bit of an edge came to his voice as he continued, wanting nothing more than to figure out whoever did this for her sake and for his own. But I need you to know that that wasn’t me, okay? I didn’t have anyone do that, I swear. Swear on my life, my brother’s life, my mother’s grave, I did not send anyone to hurt you.” he made sure he stayed back where he was standing, not moving toward her, not moving away. He could feel the anger building in his chest though. He kept having to remember to unclench his jaw as he spoke. This was all bullshit. He should’ve just walked away. “It was all that stupid fucking dare,” he muttered bitterly. 

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Things were better, at least to Eloise they were. She could sit next to Neal comfortably and be alright if he decided to play with her hair. She could watch something stupid on tv and be alright with the silence. But when she noticed the lights flickered and the storm outside started to pick up, she knew deep down what was probably going to happen next. And when the lights went out and she moved closer to him out of instinct, she wasn’t as tense as she thought she would be. “Well…I dunno what we should do now.”

❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out

Neal was actually pretty glad things were alright, or at least alright on the surface. He wasn’t sure if things were ever truly good on a deeper level; he feared they were both too fucked up for that. It was almost weird, just being able to sit on the couch and watch some movie or just be... domestic. He wasn’t really used to it, but there were definitely parts he liked. It was nice having someone there. As much as he would try and keep it hidden, he actually really liked this. When the lights went out, there was a brief second where he wondered if his bills got paid before remembering the snowstorm outside. He draped his arm across her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. “Hm, I dunno. I can think of a few things. How clean are you trying to be?” he asked, glancing to where he had a small box that held his stash, moving his arm behind her, resting his hand on her hip. “But regardless of that, this building is garbage and all the heat’ll be sucked out of here in like, the next fifteen minutes, so might as well try to stay warm.”

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Crystal was humming along to the music blasting in her airpods. Waiting for her coffee to be slid across the counter of the pick up. Once she saw it she gave a small smile and grabbed her cup, only to turn around and have her eyes meet the last person she wanted to see. Clutching her coffee cup a little tighter, and clenching her jaw, Crystal squared her shoulders and faced her nightmare. “There are a million other coffee shops in this city - map them out because this is my spot.” The threat was anything but a dangerous bite from her, but she was still hoping she laced some sort of venom in her tone. || @therealnealxhopper​

He was just standing there, looking at the menu with his hands in his pockets when he heard the name called. Hopper glanced down, just hoping it was a coincidence and he ended up looking down at her. Something tightened in his gut. Fuck. He didn’t want to deal with this. Not here. “Crystal, I--” he started. “Yes, fine, I’ll go somewhere else.” he should’ve left it there, should’ve walked away. But when did he ever do anything he should’ve.  “But I need to talk to you about what happened. Please.” He didn’t know why he cared about this. Why he felt like he had to explain what had happened. Maybe because he knew this was his fault but it was never something he intended. He didn’t know but he hated how this had been eating away at him since the moment he found out about it. He hated when he gave a shit about something or someone. It made everything so much more complicated. 

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Waking up wasted somewhere wasn’t a new thing for him. Though it had been a while and there was usually a bit of recollection that went on. Something about some party he wasn’t really invited to, but he showed up anyway. It’d been awhile since he’d passed out somewhere and not remembered where he was. Sitting up, his head aching, Neal glanced around. And to his surprise, the person closest to him and the only person he actually saw, was Atta. There was a bit of a grin that began to spread across his face. There was a story here, and God he wished he could remember. 

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