@chelrado​ called 📞              Chel bumped into the other, her arms filled with boxes of gifts she groaned softly giving a nervous laugh. “ I am so sorry…are you okay? “ Chel knelt down beginning to gather the boxes up once more.

          steve hadn’t been watching where he was going, just casually going about his day like nothing else in the world mattered, more on autopilot than pure dumbassery this time. and just as he’s about to make it out the door, he collides with someone, not enough to knock him over but it sends whatever the girl was carrying onto the concrete. he immediately feels bad and scoops down to start picking them up, trying to help. “ that was my bad, i’m sorry- ”            he gathers up a few of the scattered boxes, turning to her and his words stop in his throat. he recognizes her from the cheer squad, and he’s still holding her gifts. “ i wasn’t paying attention. my pride might be a little hurt but i’m fine. are you okay? i’m really sorry. ”

verse specific starter call !!  drop an emoji in the replies to let me know what you’d like. feel free to peruse this section of my doc, which lists posted & unposted verses with links to verse posts; please message me if you’d like details on any of the unposted ones!

🎻 main ( dunge.ons & dra.gons ) verse

🎼 modern ( music teacher ) verse

🎤 band au

👠 alt band au ( girl group affiliated with @/starsspin & @/lokadottr )

🏺 archaeology verse

🦕 paleontology verse

🦖 prim.eval verse

👻 paranormal investigator au

📜 historical verse ( flexible on time periods, usually with a theme of reincarnation )

👑 royal verse

💎 nobility verse

💰 thief verse ( modern / period / fantasy versions )

🌊 selkie au

🐚 mermaid au

🚀 doc.tor w.ho verse ( not as a companion! )

🌠 do.ctor’s companion verse

⭐ galli.freyan verse

🪐 st.ar wa.rs verse

✨ alt st.ar wa.rs verse ( queen’s handmaiden, affiliated with @/starsspin )

⚔️ the las.t king.dom verse

🛡️ bb.c’s me.rlin verse

🗡️ bb.c’s musk.eteers verse

⌛ infi.nity ston.es au ( time stone, affiliated with @/soulstcne )

👥 sen.sate au ( affiliated with @/heroscarred + open to others )

🏰 bridg.erton au ( affiliated with @/starsspin )

🐎 westw.orld au ( affiliated with @/pizzatheif + @/roseguided )

📼 str.anger thi.ngs au 

❤️ gri.shave.rse au ( affiliated with @/bastardstill ; heartrender, crow )

----------------------- @puppetoffthehook cont. x

the car door unlocks after a long fucking time, and he finally swings open the camaro's passenger side. he's bitching when he slides in, not looking at billy because frankly he just wants to get in every single syllable he can about this fight. and hell no was he letting this guy live it down. " fuckin' finally! jesus, do you realize how cold it is - right now.. " it takes him point two seconds looking at billy's cheek for the fire to die in his throat as does his sentence. sympathy crosses his face before he can stop it and amber eyes are looking at the dashboard. steve doesn't know what to say and internally he's kicking himself because he KNOWS billy just saw him see those bruises - " so. it's cool if we stop somewhere to grab breakfast? my treat, i'm kind of starving and the chef is on strike at my place. " he glances over at the other, hoping his attempt at a dig at himself would get at least something out of him. to lighten this mood. he can't help the racing thoughts he has, wondering if it's his fault billy got in trouble. then again, steve's got a grade a asshole for a dad and just about anything can set him off.

YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM        📞   @r33ds   ❝  you don’t have to do this for me.  ❞

        not just for her. for everyone they had lost, everyone that had been hurt by this realm, for the town that had been ripped apart. this was for the lives they had to leave behind, the childhood innocence lost. to say steve was angry would be putting it very minimally, the fury inside of him raged like nothing before and those who knew him, even those who didn’t, knew this was unlike him. but he was exhausted about being completely useless, unable to do a damn thing while everyone he loved died. well, the last straw was dragging jessica into the mix, putting her in harms way, and the potential that she could become like... that. picking up his bat, he’d wipe the blood from under his nose with his jacket sleeve. he didn’t have a plan, no clue what he actually intended to do, he was just gearing up for a one man war. “ yes, i do. ”

@freakfangstm​ cont. x 

                 he was going to be really pissed about this, the worst prank ever. how dare max mess up the great mane, the hair. he DREAMS of getting her back, setting the perfect trap. but his train of thought is derailed as munson ruffles his hair, causing more sparkles to fall and this time he’s going to be pissed at him - but then the other cracks his funny little joke and steve’s lips twitch. okay, he has to smile at that, chuckle escaping because he thinks that’s the funniest thing the guy could have said in this scenario. steve reaches up to ruffles his own hair and laughs, “ yeah you know what, i can go into the park and do it for tips. like the never-ending hanky or something.” he’s giving the other a nudge before leaning over and shaking off glitter from his hair onto the other teen. “ here, you can have some too! ”

@pcrfectstorms  Eddie said “ I love you, but ... ”

             “ but - ? ” god the word sounds so forced out of his mouth and he can’t believe this is where he’s at again. facing the man he thought he would be in love with finally. he keeps going back to that bathroom and he wants to turn on his heel and run away, leave before he can hear the words that echo in his thoughts every time he thinks one dark thought about himself. steve is this close to crying and there’s the fingers, pinched at the bridge of his nose. he wants to shout: well? if you’re going to stomp on my heart, do it because i’d rather find something else to do tonight before the stores all close. but he’s not even angry, it’s the walls he’s built up, creeping up over him and trying to protect what little of a heart he had left. so he remains silent, hands shaking, ready to hug and part ways.

      he waits. " if you're thinking an entire band playing a song dedicated to me is going to deter me from this idea, then you clearly don't remember King Steve... ” @theolderh3nderson​

SPOTIFY WRAPPED 2022  1-100 the jukebox played a 93 for @theolderh3nderson​ 

A Man Without Love by Engelbart Humperdinck

          it has been an amazing night, unlike anything he had ever experienced and yes that included his night with nancy. they had sacked out just after, his place turns out had been the perfect hideaway for them. after all the chaos of the upside down, after literal holes swallowed up the earth, and their friends had nearly died. after all of that, what had been their first move? make it to bed as fast as they could, for all they knew, everything would be gone tomorrow.           waking up had been awful, the wounds on his sides screaming in agony as he simply jostled awake, unfortunate that he had decided to ignore all the medical advice he received. too bad, the sex was worth it. the pain was an after thought when he smelled breakfast in the air and slight panic set in, whipping his head to look over at an empty bed - until he remembered his mother didn’t know how to turn on the ice maker.           elie. steve sighed happily, and with so much relief, “ every day i wake up, then I start to break up. i have no loving arms to hold me. ” the boy called down the hall, as dramatically as he could, knowing in such an empty house she could most definitely hear him if he spoke loudly enough. groaning with a slight chuckle, he rose from under the covers, grabbing a t-shirt and pants as the cold set into his bones. “ i cannot face this world that’s fallen down on me. so, if you see my girl send her home to me! ” he’s being a child, but waking up without her doesn’t agree with him, so he’ll head downstairs as quickly as he can.

SPOTIFY WRAPPED 2022  1-100 the jukebox played a 52 for @blueminke​

Hold Me Closer by Elton John & Britney Spears

             he’s never been comfortable explaining his feelings, they’re always jumbled and a complete mess in his opinion. like how some people feel sad, he’s never felt one thing. steve feels to much and so his brain is in overtime these days trying to pick through genuine emotions because apparently love it’s just one dimensional. with jessica, it’s always been so easy. he never had to second guess how they felt about each other, although they had their stumbles and faults, it was always so comfortable. he hadn’t felt that in a long time. they were friends before anything else and they could always be, their relationship kind of defaulted to that more often than not. steve never minded.               but now here they were, on the edge of the world it felt like, ready to go into battle and dealing with so much. there’s no time to say what he wants to say, tell her how he feels about her just in case - he hates thinking that way. but he moves behind her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her close, head just gently laid against hers. “ count the headlights on the highway, when chances breathe between the silence. lay me down on sheets of linen, when sex and love no longer gel. ”

INTO THE WOODS

@havvkinsqueen --  “What’s so intriguing as what’s out of reach?”

        if she was being rhetorical, he wasn’t getting it. but he can imagine to a point what she might be referencing, if she's being serious, the pursuit of someone who you know is completely unattainable to you. steve feels a small pang in his chest and despite the rising fear that settles there, he turns his head to look at chrissy. " it might be nice in romance novels, but love doesn't just magically snap back at you if you pour yourself into it hard enough. " he would know, painfully, how fruitless of an endeavor that could be.

tag dump pt 2

YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM             📞   @dcmure  ❝  are y—you hurt ? did t—they hurt y—you ?  ❞

            his ears were ringing, ringing real bad but he hears her, just barely above the noise. oh yeah, they definitely hurt him real bad. why’d he go and pick a fight with the russians again? it takes a few jostles of his head and slow blinks to finally focus on her face, unable to smile though he feels instant relief. “ i’m fine, val. just peachy, i swear. ” the last part of his sentence is strained, pushing all his weight up on a hand that was most likely broken so he can stand to talk to her. “ you got out okay, i hope? ”

@pumpkinstabs​ glances over his cup of cotton candy ice cream, lips and tongue baby blue from the food coloring. a shy smile lifts his lips when he makes eye contact with steve, before he returns his attention back to dustin’s story.

he’s been staring at them, doing the classic love sick, head in his hands, gazing at the one he loves from way across the way. yes, it included dustin, but also the newest addition of their little family. if that’s what you could call it. steve couldn’t hear whatever the baseball cap wearing kid was telling michael, but whatever it was it had to be interesting. either that or the ice cream was that good. either way, when the taller teen looks back at steve, there’s a flutter feeling in his stomach and he smiles at him. there’s a small wave with his other hand, just the fingers lifting because he doesn’t want to drawn attention to himself. which he’s already done with robin, naturally. but then michael is back to listening and he feels like he can get air in his lungs again.

SPOTIFY WRAPPED 2022  1-100 the jukebox played a 23 for @carolinakncws​

Green Green Grass by George Erza

         steve felt he was losing the argument, not that there was much of one to be had but he knew evan wasn’t seeing his side of things entirely. after a high school lifetime of parties, more than he could count or remember, being known as king steve and regretting the choices he made until that point of clarity. forgive him if he wants to go out with a bit of a bang, not sad as shit, not with a mournful wake but with a all day party, where booze and smoke come free, and the music is handpicked to make everyone dance. he wanted to make evan see that it wasn’t a cry for death or a better time, but a time for everyone, one last final party he couldn’t throw for all the people who never got to go. and honestly, who better to throw it than one of his favorite party people. “ load it up when the sun goes down, get away car for two young lovers. ”          trying to sell the other male on imbibing like they didn’t do it all the time, like the idea of a party or free booze didn’t interest them just a little. steve could be sure of one thing when it came to their friendship, it was that they knew how to have a good time together. “ you better throw a party on the day that i die. ”

---------------------- @upsidedownx​ cont. x

    “ OH! right in the damn ear, holland - ”            no time to bitch too much, she’s running around him wildly and he’s trying to catch up to her. wet guns were meant for more than one person and all his life he remembers thinking these were the dumbest things in the world. never touched them, tommy never seemed interested, and they collected dust. until, barbara holland. that last person he expected to ever become friends with, let alone get into a water gun fight with her, and her having an excellent shot. steve rolls his shoulder to wipe his ear before aiming at the back of her head. 

INTO THE WOODS meme

@hcllcoffin​ --  “Couldn’t you stay content safe behind walls?”

             honestly, he doesn't think he could be content anywhere anymore. certainly not behind these walls, not the grand Harrington mansion. this giant house just felt so empty, the walls felt too bare, and the feeling was like standing in a stranger’s shoes. this wasn’t home, he hated the idea of one single place being someone’s home. and why did it necessarily have to be the house you were born in? but steve glances over at his friend, someone who hasn’t lived in a place like this and hasn’t lived a life even close to the kind of privileges steve has. he thinks a long time about his answer and that could have been the smoke, but he thinks such a deep question requires a thoughtful answer.

     “ behind the right walls? sure. the place would need to feel like a home, with the right people. but yeah, i think, someday i might finally be content to just stay in one place. "