#stranger things 4

[bylertruth3r]

They're so in love I hate them (i love them), they have pillow cases of each other's color <33

[ryan-waddell11]

they’re both anxious boys

[love-byers]

mileven monologue: "I am desperately trying to convince you that this is how I felt in this moment because you won't believe me otherwise"

byler monologue: "do you remember this moment we shared? do you remember the thing you did and how it changed my life? i need you to remember because i know it will give you strength"

[catsonsynthesizersinspace]

if it fits, I synths

[moonstruckme]

Like I said- sorry , I'm sending alot but you do what works for you 🪻🪻

Can I request apple pie - Eddie- for - red painted nails

Thank you 🪻

No need for sorries my love! Thank you for requesting :)

Eddie Munson x fem!reader ♡ 655 words

You knock on the stage door, anticipation crackling in your fingertips. You feel close to bouncing on the balls of your feet. One thing you love about your goofball boyfriend is he never makes you feel stupid for being excited about something small; Eddie is always the most excited.

He sets the bar high even as he opens the door, a grin splitting his face. “Hey, baby. Didn’t know you were coming tonight.”

You guffaw, your offense only half feigned. “When have I missed a show?”

“I figure you’ve gotta get bored with them someday,” he says, but he clearly doesn’t believe it, taking your face in both hands to kiss you hello.

Eddie’s always loving on you, but he gets especially wound up before a show. The kiss is passionate, your mouths opening almost at the outset, and after a few seconds you have to restrain him with a hand on his chest. He gives your bottom lip a tiny nibble, but relents.

“I’m not bored yet,” you reply breathlessly. Eddie grins and steals one more to the corner of your mouth, short and sweet.

“I’ll try to keep you entertained,” he promises. His tone is several shades of smug. “I’ve got a surprise for you tonight. New song at the end of the set.”

Your heart zings. “Yeah? I’ve got a surprise for you, too.”

Eddie tilts his head. “What’s that?”

“Where’s your guitar?”

His eyebrows jump, interest thoroughly piqued. “It’s around. Why?”

“Take me to it?” You can’t seem to keep the smile off your face, and Eddie can’t seem to keep from mirroring it, though his is confused.

“Okay, weirdo.” He leads the way. You wave hello to his bandmates, letting him navigate you to where his guitar is standing against the wall in a corner.

Now, you feel a little bit stupid. You hope you haven’t built it up only to get it wrong. But you crouch beside the guitar, holding your fingers up to it, and the match is perfect.

Eddie gasps loud enough to make you laugh. He drops to his knees in front of you, staring at your red-painted nails with exaggerated reverence.

“Are you fucking with me?”

You laugh again, and he takes your hand in his. You keep your fingers splayed as he holds it out in front of him, eyes moving between his guitar and your nails. After a second he brings your fingers to his mouth, biting the tip of one between smiling teeth.

“Eddie,” you plead. You’d known he would love it, known he would make a big deal, but still he manages to make you feel shy.

He lets you take your fingers from his mouth but doesn’t let go of your hand. “How’d you do this?” he asks you.

“I just thought of it the other day.” You shrug, self-conscious. “I already had the polish, but when I was looking at it I thought they might be similar.”

“Similar? You cloned it.”

Your smile peeks out again. “I thought we could do yours sometime if you wanted. Like, before a show or something.”

Eddie makes a tortured groaning sound. He looks like he wants to bite your fingers again, but instead he kisses them.

“You’re too fucking cute,” he says, still beaming. “How did I get you?”

“You probably did something really despicable in a past life.”

“How dare you,” he exclaims, delighted. Kisses you hard, fingers tangling in your hair and body pressing close to yours. This time you don’t stop him, but after a while a loud cough from one of his bandmates pulls him away.

“Time to go?” you ask.

He sighs petulantly. “Yeah. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with you,” he says, standing up and picking up his guitar. “My surprise is never gonna hold up against yours.”

“I only painted my nails,” you say.

“Exactly! How am I supposed to top that?”

[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

I can’t really explain what stranger things means to me. A show about outcasts, by outcasts, for outcasts. When you’re different, sometimes you feel like a mistake. But you make me feel like I’m not a mistake at all, like I’m better for being different.

[byler-is-life]

Istg people hate on Will Byers after bro got abused by his dad, bullied, kidnapped by some inter dimensional demon, died and came back to life, got bullied again for being gay and also for “resuscitating”, had to constantly listen to the love of his life yap about some bitch (jk I love eleven) who he met for a week and already kissed, got possessed by a fucking giant smoke squid, had to get hospitalised, sedated multiple times and then get the shit burnt out of him, get ignored for the whole summer after losing his childhood, had to watch everyone make out with their girlfriends while he just wanted to play dnd, got called out for being gay by his best friend + love of his life, destroyed the only place where he felt safe out of anger, was still possessed by the now flesh, squid looking monster, literally got like 15 minutes of screen time and had to watch a dude get sucked in by said monster, sold his dnd stuff, moved away, didn’t get a single call from his best friend (he did he just doesn’t know), no letters, no communication, and when he came he acted awkwardly and had to watch him tell his sister off after she just got publicly humiliated, got third wheeled on his birthday that everyone forgot about btw, then got flirted with twice after his sister got taken away by the government and had a shooting in his own home, watched a dude die next to him in the back of a van, got a triple take from his best friend, confessed his everlasting love to him with a painting he was too stupid to see was from him and not from his sister like he lied about, saved his sister in a desert full of dead men, watched his sister’s dad fucking die, went back to his hometown after having to encourage the love of his life to to tell his sister he loved her so she wouldn’t die, and found it was completely destroyed and that one of his closest friends had almost died and was now in a coma, and then realised that he still had a bit of the upside down in him and it was slowly taking over the town, and watched it burn to the ground next to his best friend, their hands literally 0.0001 cm away from each other.

[dakotalun]

What Now? | Eddie Munson

pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: You just got broken up with and you can only think of one place to go.

warnings: none, just some fluffy Eddie moments :)

word count: 1k

a/n: Shit it's been a while. Anyways back to it!

*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******

Everything was going okay recently, not many nightmares and the ones I did have weren’t too bad. Until…

“What?” The confusion is evident on my face and in my voice.

“I just don’t think we’ll work out. I’m sorry,” Jamie’s head is down and their eyes are looking everywhere but at me.

“What did I do?”

“Nothing! Nothing at all, it’s me.”

I scoff, “Pfft. Okay sure,” I roll my eyes at their words, “Like every other time people say that line.”

“I’m being serious, love. I love you, I really do but there’s shit that I need to figure out-”

“Then we figure it out together! That’s what it means to be in a committed relationship!”

“I just- I feel like having a partner right now is not helping,” Their voice is distant and soft now.

“I get it. I’m too much, too clingy, too needy, too…everything,” The words sting my throat and tongue as they leave but it’s the truth, it’s what they all mean when they break it off with me.

“Not at all! You’re perfect, in every way, shape, and form. Seriously, it's me. I’m going through shit that I feel like would break us if I kept lying about it to you.”

“So this has been going on for a while?” I see their face change for a second then go back to sadness.

“Yeah, it has. But I thought it was nothing-”

“How long?”

“What?” Now it’s their turn to be confused.

“How long have you known and been going through this?” My face is steel and I show no emotion.

“Since Lolla.”

Lollapalooza was in August, it’s November. They’ve known this and not said anything for 3 months! Lying to me about everything for so long and I had no idea. I don’t even know how to feel right now. I begin to grab my bag and stuff my shit in it before getting up off their bed.

"Y/N," They reach for my hand to stop me from leaving.

I pull away before they can touch me, "Don't. I- I need space," I leave their room and head for the front door, looking back at the fuzzy orange cat lying on the back of the chair as he always does for the last time. 

"Bye Cheerio," I twist the knob and walk out of the apartment I had felt so welcome in before. 

I can hear the thunder once in the elevator, realizing that I can't return home because I promised Robin the apartment, assuming I'd be with Jamie all night. I try to think of who else I could stay with tonight.

Chrissy maybe? No, she’s at Jason’s place for the weekend. Oh, Nancy should be free right? I reach for my phone to text Nancy but see a Google Calendar notification on the screen.

Nancy Double Date with Johnathan and Roomie! Damn, I guess she’s out too. Maybe Robin would understand me coming home tonight, if I told them what happened? 

As I think about what to do and where to go, rain starts to pour down, soaking through the loose shirt I had put on. 

Why does this keep happening to me? How do I always end up in the rain with no place to go? I think back to last summer when Kris, Sophia, and I got into it and my brother’s friend had to come rescue me from myself and the rain. I laugh at the thought that this is just going to be my normal from now on.

As I walk, my feet autonomously begin to head to the only other person whom I trust and who might be able to help. I don’t even realize where I’m going until I’m standing in front of the building, not under the protection of the awning even though it’s only 3 feet in front of me.

I take a deep breath before stepping forward and deciding this really is the only option I have left. I’m thankful for the covering once I’m actually under it. I dial apartment 203 and wait for the voice of my best friend to spread through the old speaker.

"Hello?" His voice is low and gravelly; he must have just woken up.

"Eddie, It’s Y/N. Can I come up? I-" I sniffle and before I can continue I hear the lock moving and the door unlock so I can enter. I didn’t even realize I had been crying until then.

I quickly open the door and make my way through the small maze to get to his place on the second floor. I can feel my wet socks and the weight of my bag has risen tremendously since I left Jamie’s. I'm gonna need to check and make sure my computer is okay once I get inside his place.

Soon I reach his door and he's standing there against the frame, in a tshirt and sweats, his signature look. The expression on his face is one of concern and fear. Something I’m all too familiar with.

"Hey," My voice is weak and not at all how he normally hears it. I’ve never cried in front of him and we’ve been friends for over a year now, strange.

"Shit, Y/N you're soaked! Get the fuck in here," He moves out the way and closes the door behind me as I walk into his living room, making sure to take off my shoes before going onto the carpet.

He comes back with a towel and wraps it around me after taking my bag and setting it at my feet. I mumble a thank you before taking a seat at the edge of his couch, completely on the other side from where he normally sits.

To my surprise he sits next to me and rubs my back, comforting me and drying me at the same time. We sit there in silence for a few minutes. I'm tired and not in the mood to fully explain what happened yet, so neither of us speak until I realize I should probably tell him why I came to his place so late and without warning.

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[retromaccaroni]

[willthewise10]

UM YALL I JUST FOUND SOMETHING. I KNOW THIS PIC IS OLD OR SOMEONE HAS SAID THIS BEFORE BUT THE HEADPHONESSS. IS WILL GETTING VECNA????

[demondog27]

The angst in this scene dammit

(just saying I'll support him if he becomes a villain)

[bylertruth3r]

Lukas is gay and has internalized homophobia and dated that girl to try and be normal, Mike is gay and has internalized homophobia and he's doing the same thing with El, Lukas then started dating his best friend Philip who Lukas is in love with, in s5 Mike is gonna date Will because he's in love with Will

also this

Gays on cars

[ryan-waddell11]

these are the same energy to me. no I will not be explaining.

[love-byers]

4x06 'The Dive'

let's talk about mike being positioned in rainbow lighting at suzie's house (a mormon household)

i mean first of all the obvious, the light on mike is ONLY on him, like it's incredibly clear and grabs your attention

"it wasn't on purpose" "it was an accident"

suzie's house was completely artificial. every bit of it was a set with blue screen. which means all the lighting is artificial. do you know what that means? it means someone from production had to specifically tell the lighting department that they needed rainbow lighting for this one scene in ep 6. they had to build and set up a light to cast that rainbow on mike wheeler.

it is quite literally impossible for it to be an accident.

i also want to point out that although mike is the only one in the rainbow lighting, mike and will are the only ones with light on them in general. there is light casting on will, it just isn't rainbow. there is no light touching suzie and jonathan.

and before anyone tries to say that's not even a rainbow, just slightly colored light:

it's clearer when it casts on suzie's dad because his shirt isn't blue like mike's

that's a rainbow. full on rainbow. right where mike was standing. and they literally make a point to show us the rainbow on the wall after mike moves so we know for sure it was a rainbow.

if you need more proof that there are queer tropes in cinematography...

^ canonically bisexual character nick nelson from heartstopper (netflix original)

like it's not bullshit this stuff is real and cinematographers do it all the fucking time

oh and speaking of bisexual lighting...

mike wheeler YOU are a bisexual

[infiniteentertainment]

she got too silly

[ravendraw3]

eddie munson 🖤