❛ if you press that button, you’ll learn what it means to truly be my enemy. ❜
* bioshock prompts / accepting.
❛ I’VE KNOWN WHAT IT MEANS TO BE YOUR ENEMY since we were like, two. you’re a menace to society and nothing less. ❜ his words contain not an ounce of gravitas, instead lilting with a lucas - like levity that could never be mistaken as solemn. they’ve known each other far too long for that. still, his curiosity is sufficiently piqued, eyeing the cassette player with newfound interest. what music was mike listening to that was so damning he couldn’t press a teeny little play button ?
❛ —you a blondie fanboy or something, is that it ? or madonna ? ❜
the thirst for knowledge is too loud to satiate. in one fell sweep, he plays.
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@ourpaladin asked : ‘can you please stop that?’
she jumps at the sound of his voice , hands clasped between her knees as she stares at the phone , legs bouncing nervously . maybe it was stupid to drag mike over just so he could experience crushing disappointment . but he had been the one to put this whole thing in motion . ❝ what ? i’m not allowed to be anxious now ? you’re the one who gave her my phone number . so you get to watch what it’s like for a girl to get her heart charred and crumbled and thrown to the wind . it’s a learning experience . deal with it . ❞
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@ourpaladin sent: ❝ i knew i’d find you here. ❞
Even as he opened the door and spoke up, Jane remained curled up next to the desk in the office she’d holed herself up in. “..Don’t let them know.. I’m in here..” She’s visibly shaking, hair’s a frizzy mess around her, and her milk-shake soaked dress is starting to dry where her tears did not touch. She’s so tired of this, of being hurt like this, made fun of, humiliated in the worst of ways. She had so hoped this would go well, and that Mike would see she was having a good life, but it all was torn to shreds by that group of girls, just like everything else. Tear filled eyes don’t look up to him, only glance to his shoes before staring blankly ahead again and burying her head between her knees.
“..I.. tried to make.. friends.. but they..” She’s trying but failing not to let her voice crackle and break, and chokes a little sob. “..Why do they.. hate me? Why do they treat me like that?”
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where the fuck is ash? an updated blogroll.
@guiltskate ; s.tranger t.hings original character ; most active.
@crownblaze ; 2019 film + comic canon h.ellboy ; semi active.
@huntedvideo ; s.upernatural original character ; low / sporadic activity.
@nverdied ; j.ack of the film he never died ( sideblog to huntedvideo ) ; low / sporadic activity.
@ourpaladin ; canon + headcanon based m.ike w.heeler ; not active.
@slashaer ; canon character multi muse ; low activity.
@unbelong ; original character multi muse ; not active.
@namastekringle ; n.ick k.ringle of d.isney’s n.oelle ; low / sporadic activity / seasonal.
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“ oh my god , that’s the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard . ”
“ Oh, really? ” He looks at the younger teen with a mocking expression, not to mention tone. “ That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever heard? ” He’s leaning over the counter of the video store while Mike is standing there with his friends ( they bothered him at Scoops and now they bother him here ... it’s becoming a theme, apparently ) . And maybe, ‘ Dude, seriously? You gotta stop watching this every weekend. You’re gonna, like, fry your brain or something, ’ was kind of a pejorative thing to say when Mike set the movie on the counter, but he’s not taking it back or anything.
Steve slides the VHS box toward himself. This is probably the millionth time he’s seen them rent this Star Wars movie — ( which one even is this? Is this is the second one? Wait, which one has the teddy bears? ) — but he’s ringing them up anyway. “ Sorry, man, but I’m just saying you really gotta broaden your horizons. Like, uh ... ” He dips below the counter for a moment, looking through the returns ( that he needs to re-shelve ) and then he grabs one, dropping it down in front of Mike : “ Animal House. It’s freakin’ hilarious and super good. ” He puts his elbows on the counter and nods, very sure of himself and his recommendation. Then — “ Just, uh — you know — don’t watch it when your parents are around, probably. ”
@ourpaladin
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@ourpaladin ♡ → argyle & mike.
❝ little dude, it’s like, WICKED to meet you. ❞ argyle has heard A LOT about the wheelers, mostly about nancy but he’s heard bits and pieces about mike from the little siblings of jonathan, who he would totally consider his own little siblings too. ❝ i’m argyle, the greatest chauffeur and occasional delivery driver slash manager at surfer boys pizza. ANYTHING you wanna know about the greater lenora area, you can TOTALLY ask me dude. ❞
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all she could do was stare at the boy in front of her. she remembered how he was enemy number one when the rest of the party tried to get her to join them, how mike didn’t want her anywhere near his precious campaign. they butt heads more often than not, but that was because they were too much alike. they were both too sarcastic for their own good, and always ended up falling into some type of banter with each other. they still got into heated arguments from time to time, that the others had to break up . . . but at the end of the day, she would have done the same thing for him. she would have shown up for him, metaphorically ( or physically ) held his hand, and she would have fought any of his demons. they were friends, and looking back, max couldn’t even pinpoint when exactly that happened. her bottom lip quivered, and tears formed behind her eyes, but she willed them to go away. she didn’t want @ourpaladin to see her like that. she didn’t want anyone to see her cry. “well, you’re too late,” she replied after the silenced dragged out between them too long. “haven’t you heard? they’re already considering it. and attempting it,” she added, chuckling darkly under each word.
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@ourpaladin ; ❛ being in california made him realize that things were different. really different. jane had lied to him about being happy here, but he wasn't mad about that. he wasn't mad at her at all. instead, mike was sad that they'd somehow grown this far part with their distance. lips purse a bit as he sits across from her, long fingers clasped together as they hang from his knees. ' it's gonna be okay, ' he promises, even if he doesn't know it for sure. mike looks up at her with an earnest stare. ' jane... everything's gonna be okay, ' ❜
in so many ways california was better than hawkins. first off, it wasn’t hawkins. there were no constant reminders of the places where so much bad had happened. of course, she misses her friends, misses MIKE most of all but seeing him again ? it didn’t feel like she expected it to. the moments before, the anticipation made it hard to breathe but now that he’s here ? she can’t help but feel ... disappointed. from his letters, to his reaction at the rink, it’s not the SAME. but she wonders, who changed ? 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 ? there was a time where she would’ve looked to him for comfort, to believe in those words, IT’S GOING TO BE OKAY, EVERYTHING. now, it’s hard to. if he couldn’t tell the truth between care and love, she didn’t feel as if he could tell her the truth on anything. “ you can’t promise me that. ”
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❛ i look forward to you never doubting me again . ❜
@ourpaladin sc .
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* @ourpaladin / ɹǝlǝǝɥʍ ǝʞᴉɯ.
EXCITEMENT COURSES THROUGH HIS VEINS : the high of victory is one easily fallen from. adrenaline pumped a frantic beat through his chest, sweat beading on his forehead, limbs already developing that phantom ache after a tough game. the win is not one he takes lightly : success is measured in spoonfuls so much more weighted than anyone else realises, an outright rejection of the bootstrap mentality america has come to adopt. even more exhilarating in scale, though, is the realisation he has been witnessed, his achievements recognised in the circle he values most. he is seen.
❛ mike, i —i didn’t realise you guys came. ❜ he is breathless with exertion / with emotion / with elation, towelling his face dry of sweat ( and joyous tears ).
❛ —what about the campaign . . . ? ❜
so intrinsically lucas of him to allocate the pedestal to another, even now. he is getting used to the feeling of the spotlight, still.
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@ourpaladin. . .
you’d think after a bunch of people with guns shoot up his house with him and his brother and his best friend inside it, a breakdown would be pretty par for the course at that point. and then when the guy who helped you get out alive bleeds out in the back of your brother’s friend’s van, you’d at least start, like, balling, but will feels strangely calm wrapped in the sound of tire rubber on tarmac. any tears left are dried - out and sticky on his cheekbones, too alike the sensation between his fingers, still there but old, glazing over, panic replaced with a deep - set static.
he's not sure he can say the same for mike. through the haze, he merely watches for what feels like hours but is likely barely half of one ; the stiff outline of mike’s body bent across from his, eyes squeezed shut and hands folded into fists. there’s not that much elbow - room in the back of a van for the three of them as it is, much less when one of them’s a corpse, but mike’s body still looks smaller than it needs to. “ hey, ” he tries, paper - thin, head clearing like a palm across glass, “ you okay ? ” and it’s the worst question he could possibly ask right now, but he asks it anyway, low and loud in the quiet, a tentative shift toeing mike’s shoe with his own.
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𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ;
TAGGED BY: i stole it from courtney.
TAGGING: steal it from me!
ALIAS: ash.
GENDER: nonbinary.
PRONOUNS: they / them.
ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: capricorn!
HEIGHT: 5′3, but my attitude is 6′1.
SEXUALITY: asexual.
HOGWARTS HOUSE: slytherin.
FAVORITE ANIMALS: dogs, wombats, and kinkajous.
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: like 8 - 10.
NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 1-2 depending, but never none.
WHERE I AM FROM: pacific nw, us.
DREAM TRIP: new york city, bay bee.
WHEN I CREATED THIS ACCOUNT: literally a month ago.
WHY I CREATED THIS ACCOUNT: i wanted another oc, and st brainrot is a thing. and i wanted to use hunter as an fc.
OTHER BLOGS: @huntedvideo, @slashaer, @ourpaladin, @namastekringle are the active / semi active ones rn.
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the wheeler and byers families had always been connected, ever since mike could remember. will was his first friend, and mike considered will's brother and mother as family, too. the morning after their sleepover, mike woke up before will. he quietly stepped out of the room, rubbing tired eyes as he wandered toward the kitchen to grab a glass of water. he doesn't expect to find mrs. byers already there, but he gives a small and slightly sheepish smile toward her. ' sorry, i'm - will's still asleep, i'm just thirsty, ' long finger points toward the dish rack. ' can i have a glass? ' @ourpaladin
It’s still early, and she doesn’t want to wake the kids just yet. She’s been trying to get better at being a little too nosy -- well, maybe that’s not the right word. Overbearing? Joyce has always felt protective over her children, Will more so since he’d gone missing. But it’s a parent’s job to know when to let them go, let them spread their wings and do their own thing. Especially when that own thing is just a sleepover. Just a sleepover with Mike Wheeler. Well, amidst the crisis that every single parent goes through when their kids reach a certain age, maybe Joyce has at least earned herself a hot cup of coffee.
Rummaging through the cabinets for a mug, there’s a stir from the bedroom. Again, not going to butt in -- but then she hears a voice, and a question. “ Mmm? Oh, yeah. ‘Course, hon. ” Joyce reaches for the nearest glass, and fills it from the faucet for him. “ I’m surprised you two were actually sleeping and not just -- playing that Nintendo game all night. ” She recalled hearing voices from the other room not long before she’d fallen asleep the night before. It didn’t bother her in the slightest though, she was just glad to see Will being himself again -- hell, glad to see both of them being themselves.
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"i screwed up. i know."
𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 .
penitent eyes fall to clasped hands , lips a line as eddie shakes a heavy head . ❝ no , dude . this here is my mistake . you told me how important that game was to your buddy 'n selfishly , i lured you onto my side with my . . . mystical , cultish powers . ❞ eddie wiggles his fingers with wide eyes , making light regardless of the guilt that weighs in his chest . ❝ ya' should've been there t' celebrate that win with him . . . give him my condolences , okay ? ❞
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‘ so . . . that was easier than i expected. ’ especially since science has never been her strong subject. she puts a finishing touch on their lab worksheet & tosses down her pencil. ‘ what do we do now ? just . . . talk ? ’
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hi dad
hey, kiddo! i made you a snack to bring with you to your dnd club after school (:
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