#strcngergirls

[hellfireconcert]

@strcngergirls 

Eddie was excited, he had invited Barb to watch a movie with him, at Rick’s place of course as that was where Eddie was crashing when he didn’t want to be in the trailer, too many memories and like hell was he going to take her there and be constantly worrying that he would lose her, his guilt for not saving Chrissy still evidently there. He had set up a nest of pillows on the couch, lots of snacks and drinks ready for the pair to enjoy. He had let her pick out a movie, unsure if she would enjoy his horror movies, he was willing to watch anything as long as she was watching it with him.

But when she seemed to hesitate as he nestled himself into the corner of the nest and gestured for her to sit over his legs, he frowned, did she just say she’s too heavy? “Who told you that?” His tone showed it was a genuine question, he seemed baffled and confused that she would think such a thing.

#strcngergirls #Verse; Not even demogorgons can stop true love

[thebabysittertm]

do you need help getting home? anything? [for Francine]

"A ride would be nice. ...If you don't mind, that is."

ㅤ"I don't mind. I offered for a reason, get in," he told her, gesturing to the passenger side door to let her know it was unlocked. He tried to watch her as she went in a way that hopefully wouldn't come across as creepy - it was more that he was interested in what kind of trouble she might be in. Injuries? Car broke down? Boyfriend didn't pick her up? Possessed by a meat monster from another dimension? They were all valid concerns. "You'll have to let me know where you live."

@strcngergirls continued.

#pretty damn good babysitter ✇ [v. main] #strcngergirls

[fantasywritten]

Send me your URL and I'll tell you

My Opinion on; @strcngergirls

Character in general: SO GOOD!!! I love your muses and the way you write them!! We haven’t written all that much together yet, but I’ve seen the way you’ve developed your characters (especially your OCs), and I love them all!!

How they play them: You play them REALLY WELL!! Like I said, we haven’t really written together all that much, but I’m looking forward to our future interactions and developing our muses’ relationships!! P.S: Francine is one of my favorites lolol

Do I:

RP with them: YESSS!!! Not quite as much as I’d like to XD

Want to RP with them: ABSOLUTELY ❤️❤️❤️

What is my;

Overall Opinion: I love the way your blog is set up; I love the way you write; I love your muses; I love how sweet and caring you are. Need I say more? Feel free to throw your girls at me ANYTIME!!!

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

#✽ (out of character) — allison speaks #✽ (answered) — ask and you shall receive #strcngergirls

[hiisheart]

@strcngergirls ( NANCY ) || CONT.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♥︎ . *. ⋆ ❝ NO. i just felt like complimenting my dear old sister , that's all. ❞ part of him hoped to god that she didn't take him to heart. he didn't suspect she would anyway ; she'd always been extremely practical , listening to her head over her heart for as long as he could remember. he didn't expect his words to butter her up. but what he WAS hoping for was that it would at least soften her nerves before being smacked in the face with a layer of saran wrap in her doorway.

or maybe it'd only make her suspect him even more. she was intelligent like that.

#( aaldjkhfskjdfh what a goddamn gremlin ;o; ) #strcngergirls #「 ♥︎ 」 » IN CHARACTER. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ IF WE’RE BOTH GOING CRAZY WE’LL GO CRAZY TOGETHER. ˎˊ˗ #「 ♥︎ 」 » QUEUE. ⋮ ━━ ˗ˏˋ FILE THIS UNDER FUCK IT. ˎˊ˗

[edhellfire]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ♥♥♥

@strcngergirls

YOU ARE ALIVE?!

And sending me a birthday message?

*dies*

#ooc ask: answered #strcngergirls

[ragegrove]

@strcngergirls​ sent:  “Happy birthday, Little Bee! The day is yours, what should we do?” from mama dottie 👉🏻👈🏻

billy  sits  crisscrossed  on  the  carpet  in  his  bedroom,  spring  sun  pouring  in  between  the  blue  curtains  and  agitating  his  eyes  that  still  have  sleep  in  them.  lifting  a  hand  to  rub  at  his  long  dark  eyelashes,  blond  curls  a  fresh  tangled  mess  from  last  nights  sleep,  then  goes  back  to  putting  all  the  hotwheels  in  a  line.  seeing  how  many  he’s  collected  so  far.  five  chevy  corvettes,  one  porsche,  one  chevy  nova,   two  ford  torinos,  three  trans  ams,  three  ford  mustangs,  ten  chevy  camaros.  he  loves  the  blue  ones  of  the  camaros  he  has.  maybe,  the  yellow  too.  but  definitely  the  blue.  holding  one  up  in  his  palm,  admiring  it,  thinking  it’s  the  COOLEST  and  bestest  one.  the  opening  of  his  door  and  the  exclamation  startles  him  at  first,  jumping,  before  it  immediately  puts  a  smile  on  his  face  at  the  sound  of  his  mother’s  voice  registering.  a  big  bright  one  once  his  gaze  turns  on  her––  because  she  didn’t  forget.  

“thanks,  mommy  bee.”  he  softly  giggles,  taking  the  toy  camaro  with  him  as  he  gets  up  and  quickly  hugs  her  waist.  arms  wrapping  around  her  waist,  his  face  squishing  into  her  side.  he  squeezes  her  tight.  “you  didn’t  forget.”  he  blurts  and  blue  eyes  look  up  at  his  mother’s  own,  his  sparkling  with  happiness.  of  course  a  mother  shouldn’t  forget,  billy  doesn’t  realize  that  part  is  almost  impossible.  but,  so  many  people  he  knows  does  forget.  his  dad  always  forgot...  or  rather  just  didn’t  acknowledge  before  they  left  a  few  years  ago  to  here  in  the  midwest.  his  cousins  always  forgot.  his  grandmother  barely  remembered.  he  only  has  a  few  friends,  but  they’re  not  really  close  enough  to  remember  things  like  that.  and  that’s  what  makes  it  so  bewildering  to  him,  that  he  does  have  one  person  that  remembers.  it  hurts  that  all  of  those  people  forget,  but  his  mom...  she  never  forgets.  and  that’s  why  he  looks  at  her  with  so  much  appreciation  and  love.  “my  mom’s  the  best  mommy.  don’t  forget,  okay?”  he  says  boldly  and  confidently,  softly  laughing.  truly  thinking  it,  he  has  the  best  mother  in  the  world  and  he  could  name  a  MILLION  reasons  why.  taking  a  step  back,  he  tilts  his  head  in  thought.  “can  we  have  ice  cream  cake  from  dairy  queen  and  more  hotwheels?”  holding  the  camaro  in  his  hand  up,  showing  her  his  favorite.

#strcngergirls #tysm for sending this :'))))) #literally made my week #CRYING #ily

[firstcurse-aa]

@strcngergirls​  SENT :  ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ from Francine if you’re up for it 👀 

Pushing  the  old  door  shut  with  a  forceful  click,  he  turns  to  her  with  an  affirmative  nod.  ❝  I  don't  know  how  long  we  can  stay  here,  but  it  should  be  safe  for  now.   ❞

"Here"  being  his  old  house,  from  when  he  was  just  a  child.  In  all  these  years,  no  one  had  touched  it.  Its  once  brilliant  sheen  has  become  dark,  almost  every  surface  covered  with  a  still  layer  of  dust.  The  only  sign  that  anyone  had  been  here  since  the  day  his  mother  &  sister  were  found  murdered  was  the  boards  nailed  across  its  windows,  further  obscuring  any  light  from  making  its  way  into  the  deathly  quiet  that  now  surrounded  them.  

This  had  been  the  first  place  to  come  to  mind  after  they  had  gotten  free  of  the  Laboratory.  A  torment  he  never  thought  he  would  see  come  to  an  end.  &  now  he  was  "home"  once  again.  Back  where  it  all  started.  He  brings  his  hand  to  his  neck  &  then  checks  his  palm,  noting  that  the  blood  had  stopped  teaming  from  the  wound  left  behind  by  Papa's  nasty  little  device  &  then  his  gaze  drifts  by  her  &  lands  upon  the  staircase.  

Memories  washing  over  him.  His  sister  bounding  up  each  step  &  declaring  the  house  something  from  a  fairytale.  She  was  right,  perhaps.  But  it  was  never  the  kind  of  fairytale  she  thought.  Those  were  the  kind  that  young  Alice  Creel  would  not  consider  fairytales  at  all.  

❝...My  sister  had  a  bedroom  upstairs  to  the  left...  You're  welcome  to  it  if  you  like.  ❞  He  thought  a  girl  would  like  that.  Even  if  she  might  have  been  a  bit  older  than  Alice  had  been.  It  was  once  a  ...  Pretty  room.  His  sister  always  had  the  best  of  everything.

#strcngergirls #⊰ ° ‧: 🕷️ * ● 𝐈 ° ━◞ In Character ⊱ #⊰ ° ‧: 🕷️ * ● 𝐈 ° ━◞ 𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮 ↝ Along came a spider :: Escape AU ⊱ #omg i hope this is ok i just went nuts again KDFJDFKDF #i figured it would prob be perfect for my escape au verse #BC FRANCINE DESERVED BETTER ALSO!! #😭

[workingmanwayne]

@strcngergirls

Wayne was sat on the steps outside of his trailer, enjoying the last few hours of evening light by using it to read one of his favorite magazines as he smoked his cigarette.

Hearing the sound of someone else’s door opening across the way, he looked up from his copy of Amazing Stories in time to catch the eye of one of his new neighbors.

“Evenin’, ma’am.” He said, giving a polite nod as he tried to remember the woman’s name. ‘Susan Something-Mayfield’ was all he could come up with.

#life as usual #starter #strcngergirls

[alwaysrevvedup]

“Trick-or-treating is for children. Let’s go cause some trouble.” from erica @strcngergirls​

Immediately, his eyes were alight with mischief. Finally, somebody was talking his language, and really, Eddie shouldn’t expect any less. Erica had stood her ground against him. If anything, she’d put his own attempt at insults and intimidation to shame. 

“You are quickly becoming my favorite Sinclair.” A hand found her shoulder and gave a squeeze before he strolled past her, musing aloud. “Honestly, I’ve been trying to talk everyone in helping me roll Principal Higgens’ yard. But I haven’t had any takers.” He turned on his heel, quirking a brow at her. “What d’you say, Lady Applejack? That your kind of trouble?”  

#strcngergirls #r ; #⋄ ⟪ dungeons demogorgons and dice oh my ⟫ ⋄ main #⋄ ⟪ three two one let's jam ⟫ ⋄ queue #these two are gonna cause so much trouble i can already feel it

[metalcursed]

cont. from here

it was kind of a bummer if she missed his epic concert to distract the demo-bats of hell, but eddie tried not to let his disappointment show too much. his guitar slung over his back with his shield at his side, he was dressed for battle. although momentarily distracted by the appearance of a former classmate he thought was lost for good, eddie was relieved to find barb. he wasn't overly fond of being left on his own in this hellscape even though he'd made sure his friends made it back unharmed. with no plan beyond that, he figured two heads were better than one. "is that what happened to you? i heard rumors, but you never know what to believe. especially when it comes to a harrington party... no, there was this doorway, i guess you'd call it. in my... well, my uncle's trailer. it's a long story. are we--are we safe here?" @strcngergirls

#no but this is perfect! #i didn't think of them meeting there initially #but it's literally the best #strcngergirls

[zoomingupthathill-moved]

strcngergirls asked:

"i let everyone down ,  but today i’m gonna change that ." gimme elmax i crave it

       Blue eyes widened as her eyebrows rose, clearly shocked by the outrageous statement that left Eleven’s lips. “El..” She began, her name came out barely at a whisper. Still too stunned to speak. Quickly shaking that off so she could try to knock some sense into Eleven. Max moved so that she was standing in front of the other, fingers going out and gripping her shoulders softly. “Hey. I’m gonna need you to listen, and listen carefully. Get that shit out of your head. -- You have not let one person down, you’ve done everything you possibly could since the moment you stepped into the lives of the people you care about.” Max was angry, not because she left anyone down, but because her friend was being so hard on herself. Maybe she was coming off too harsh,  but Max wouldn’t allow her to beat herself up. Eleven needed to give herself more credit. Give herself some time to enjoy life, and be a kid. Instead she was used for her powers, trying to save Hawkins. Max was one of the culprits, using her to try to save Billy. What kind of friend was she? 

“--Eleven, trust me. You’re not letting anyone down. Don’t beat yourself up anymore. We have enough going on, I don’t need you dying because you were too busy wallowing.” Max was trying to be comforting, but she wasn’t sure it was working. Sometimes she could come on too strong, she knew that. 

#strcngergirls #;omg yessss please #i've been wanting elmax for so long #;answered asks #meme(s)

[hellfireconcert]

@strcngergirls

“You’ve seen it before?” Her eyes widened at his admission, breaking off a piece of the chocolate and pressing it to her tongue. Most guys wouldn’t even admit to seeing a movie like this, let alone enjoying it. Of course, Barb knew Eddie was different than others but he never ceased to surprise her. A part of her wants to ask about his mom, ask about his life and the thing he’d been through, but she also didn’t want to ruin the moment. There would be plenty of time for her to ruin things, it didn’t have to be now. 

Barb’s eyes flicked back and forth from Eddie to the screen, words matched in near perfect synchronization. She couldn’t help but smile, amused and impressed all at once. As his hand brushed her chest, she felt a flip-flop in her stomach. A type of feeling she’d never experienced before.

“I-It’s okay.” Her cheeks burned bright red, her heartbeat elevating to a booming bass in her ears. Being around him was intoxicating in a way that she felt more likely to take risks. Hell, she’d gotten this far already. A date was more than she could’ve expected, let alone going to any of the bases. With her heart already in her throat, she speaks softly. “You can.. if you want.”

Permission, he had permission, Eddie felt his body warming up at just the thought, his inexperience threatening to come to the surface, confidence Eddie confidence. He thought to himself before responding, “as you wish~” he couldn’t resist the reference while they were actively watching the film. He hoped she would stop him if she was uncomfortable, hoping she understood that he didn’t want to pressure her into anything. He knew people thought he was a bit of a slut due to his playful nature, but he had only ever slept with one person and that was Jonathan when when they were both underage, he had no idea what to do with a woman despite that being his body in the past. 

He kept his hands over her clothes, one hand remained on her stomach as the other went to softly grope at her chest, he placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. “You’re insanely beautiful, you know that right?”

#strcngergirls

[nanlanmoarchived]

“What’s going on?” from anyone 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

"Nothin'!"

Jessica certainly wasn't sneaking out of Eddie Munson's trailer by cutting past the Mayfield trailer to get to where she parked her uncle's truck so his uncle wouldn't see it. That would insinuate that she was behaving less like the mature older sister she was supposed to be. Her response is quick and paired with a slight flinch as Max clocked her walking past so early in the morning.

"I mean, if there were somethin' goin' on, I'd hope that maybe I could give you a ride to school and maybe, I dunno, grab breakfast on the way or somethin' to keep you from sharin' what may or may not be goin' on." The older redhead's brows rose, hoping the invite would be enough to sway the younger girl. From what she knew of Max, she had connections with Dustin and if Dustin found out that Eddie was fooling around with anyone, the cat was going to be out of the bag for sure. // @strcngergirls

#strcngergirls #v; go on just walk away

[ragegrove]

please  click  ‘1080p’  for  best  viewing  if  you  watch,  otherwise  the  quality  isn’t  the  way  it’s  supposed  to  be.  :c   but  yes !  i  worked  a  long  time  on  this  very  emotional  +  deep  edit  &  wanted  to  share  it  with  you  guys.  also  want  to  thank  @strcngergirls  for  adding  to  my  inspiration  for  this  video,  i  used  your  fc  for  billy’s  mom  in  the  video.  bc  i  think  she’s  absolutely  perfect  for  the  role  and  it  definitely  gave  me  so  much  inspo  +  content  to  work  with.  also  thanks  for  always  writing  w  me!  ur  amazing  &  so  talented.  <3  💙 🌊 🥺

#strcngergirls #videos. #my edits. #&. ╱ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬. ▎ ‹ aesthetic. › )

[cheersnap]

        “so, the snow ball is coming up in a little over a   month, isn’t it?”  she’s trying not to be too obvious about where the conversation was headed but she can’t help the smile that creeps onto her face.  chrissy had been confused when one of her brother’s friends asked her about erica one afternoon, but when she noticed her brother not so subtly listening in, she put two and two together quickly enough.  “any plans yet?  dress, hairstyle?  possible date?”

@strcngergirls​ - for erica sinclair !     starter call.

#strcngergirls #( i'm just basing this off this one fic i read #where erica and chrissy's lil bro we're apparently bffs lol #let me know if this is okay!! ) #interactions.