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Throwing in random predictions for s5 without any backing evidence whatsoever:

1. Past dead characters will be "revived"

Every person who has been killed by the upside down will be "revived" but it's more of their corpses being reanimated by vecna to trick and fight the main cast. The angst would be epic. Imagine if nancy washing her hands in the teaser is her washing off the blood from killing off the reanimated corpse of barbara.

2. Joyce will die

She fought through hell to get her younger son back in the first season. She'll do the same for her older son in this last season. Maybe jonathan will end up in a deadly situation and joyce sacrifices her life to save him.

3. Steve and Robin will do a duet

Am i just saying this because i know the actor and actress are singers and i've enjoyed their songs? Yes. But also the radio seems to play a big role in this season and with the previous seasons also having a tie-in with music, it's a possibility. Would be a neat callback to the little muppet bit they did in the bathroom scene. There's probs a plan somewhere that needs a distraction and we get platonic stobin hamming it up in the radio belting out some hit songs like goofballs.

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I feel like im deluding myself but I don't think steve is gonna die, at least not in where this clip was from. In fact, no major character is going to die YET since it's only scenes from volume 1 and doesn't include episode 7 (which most definitely has major shit going on)

Also they can't kill steve since dustin already lost an older brother figure in the previous season. It would be weird to do that twice.

I feel like the scene is either:

a) dustin having gotten beaten up by some assholes while defending eddie's legacy and steve rescuing him leading uo to this scene of him comforting the kid

b) steve already having gone through a risky situation that made dustin think for a moment that he did die but he actually survived

But also neither works because steve looks scared or shocked not angry as he wouldve been in scenario A. In scenario B, they wouldnt put out a scene that that hints at steve surviving whatever risky scenario he goes through as it takes away the tension.

So scenario C:

If we look at steve's cheek, he already has some injuries. So he went through SOMETHING. But not dangerous enough like a horde of demobats (RIP eddie). It could be though that rather than it being a super risky situation, steve just fought off like 1 or 2 demobats and dustin went through a ptsd flashback.

Y'all im so scared of the scene with the hug between steve and dustin. Everyone's assuming that someone died and dustin is grieving. But it could also be that steve is about to sacrifice himself to keep dustin safe and there's nothing else they can do to save the situation. Like a big part about dustin in the upcoming season is most definitely going to involve his grief concerning eddie's death and what he's left behind. So if anything was going to bring dustin to tears, I feel like him facing a situation similar to what happened with eddie but now with steve would absolutely wreck him.

Though the silver lining here is that he at least gets to say a proper goodbye before it happens.

But i hope im wrong. I really don't want steve to die 😭

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If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

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I hope s5 has steve and nancy having a proper convo where they have closure about the things that happened when they dated.

I think nancy is like the last tie-in steve has to the old king steve. By fully putting it to a close, steve fully moves on from the old him and better forms the idea of what kind of life he wants for himself. And getting that closure will also help steve not be so obssessed with getting a love life.

If steve ever does get an arc in the season after all his development, I think it should be him realizing he doesn't need to rush into romance. He doesn't need to find love when he already has it in so many other forms. He has it in his friendship with robin (soulmates with a capital P!). He has it in his brother-like dynamic with dustin. He has it in his protector role for the kids.

There isn't a hole that needs to be filled. He's still directionless in his life. But maybe it's time to look at other areas aside from the romance department to find it.

Personally, I'm not a stancy shipper. I don't think they're right for each other. They want different things in life and are going down different paths. But I do think they can be close friends.

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Every line in this comic was a slap to the face

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OKay we all know Steve is a massive freaking cheeseball by the way he was walking up to Nancy's house with flowers to apologize when he got HIS feelings hurt-

But y'know who's a bigger cheeseball.

Eddie, drug dealer dm metalhead, Munson.

Steve is not used to being treated nicely, because y'know, he's a big tough strong man, definitely, and then Eddie comes and just flips his whole world around.

Eddie shows up with personalized mixtapes, and flowers, and poetry, and he always remembers the tiniest details, and he's doing all of it with the goofiest happy grin on his face.

But Steves favorite thing that Eddie ever did, wasn't even planned.

Wayne had a night shift, they were having a lazy night in at the trailer, and one of the neighbors, started playing a really lovey dovey song, pretty loudly.

Eddie got right up, and forced Steve to slow dance with him, even though Eddie, is a shitty dancer. Steve just snorted when Eddie tripped backwards over the coffee table and Eddie couldn't help but join him in laughing

They're both smitten.

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Role reversal AU: Naruto as the ambassador of the shinobi nations

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There's no plan. No contingency, no failsafe, no scheme. There is no other option.

There's a choice. A seemingly impossible choice. One he makes in an instant.

The being tilts their head, docile as they lean back against Tim's desk. Their eyes, entirely indigo from the sclera to the pupil, widen in their relentless stare of the young man. Their mouth parts in a shocked huff, voice incredulous while they murmur, "You've already decided."

Gritting his teeth, Tim glances away.

"I- Wow. You didn't even hesitate," they breathe. "I've asked this countless times, and nobody decided as quickly as you."

Tim squeezes his arms, his hands gripping tight enough to press bruises into his skin. "Is it really that surprising?"

"For you?" They blink repeatedly, their head slowly shaking side to side with a rising grin. "Yes. You're supposed to be the smart one. The one with a plan. I was warned not to test you, young one."

This new information has Tim's eyes flicking back to the being. They are leaning forward, the lines around their eyes crinkling.

Swallowing, Tim asks, "You were warned?"

With a wrinkled nose, they sigh. "I was told to ask one of the other Bats if I wanted to play, but I don't really like being told what to do. I did consider the safer options, and I'm sure Dick Grayson or Jason Todd would have had delightful responses."

Dread sinks in Tim's gut, his chest feeling heavier at the thought of his siblings being forced to choose. Anger prickles under his skin at the thought of their suffering being entertainment, but relief and anxiety smother his protective tendencies.

"Still, I wanted to see why you were considered the most dangerous." They push off the desk. They step forward. Their tall frame towers over Tim. Their smile freezes. They shake their head. "Well, no. I was warned against Barbara Gordon as well."

Tim squints. "So, why not her?"

They throw their head back in laughter. "I'm not completely self-destructive. I wanted a challenge, not a one-sided annihilation."

A little bubble of pride and fondness bursts in Tim even as his mind tries to read between these lines. What does Barbara have that the being fears? Is it her connections? Her technology skills? Her strategy?

Clicking their tongue, they shake off their distraction. "Regardless, you still haven't informed me of your decision."

Deep, indigo eyes stare unblinkingly down at him.

Tim's exhale is shaky, his brain desperately running calculations despite the weight of his answer already pressing down on his tongue.

"Come on, Tim," they purr. "Tell me."

At Tim's pressed lips, they sigh. "Tell me, or I'll guess."

"I-"

There's no out. No tools, no skills, no tricks he can use.

He must answer.

He raises his chin. He takes a deep breath in and his reply is steady as he asserts, "Damian."

They gasp with a bewildered shake of their head.

Tim's brows furrow at the reaction, but he reaffirms, "I choose Damian."

Thoroughly indigo eyes blink, an astonished laugh slipping from their lips. "Oh. How you've surprised me, Tim."

The young man grimaces. His contempt is evident in those arctic, bitter eyes. "I don't care how you feel about me."

"No," they grin. "No, you wouldn't. I had bet you would've chosen differently, hero. Regardless, a deal is a deal."

A pressure settles onto Tim's shoulders, his eyes sliding shut at the sound of a snap. He doesn't open his eyes, perhaps in a futile attempt to avoid facing his new reality. He can feel those indigo eyes on him, observing with a fascinated glee, but he tries to remain within his fabricated ignorance. He clings to his denial.

The being doesn't offer him this small mercy as they state, "It's done."

Tim opens his eyes.

His office hasn't changed. The plush, navy carpet remains squished beneath his boots. The walls still contain his accolades and his photos of loved ones (though his gaze lingers for a moment on his favorite one of Damian. The kid has paint in his hair, happiness lighting up his eyes even as he scowls). The floor to ceiling windows continue to overlook an intact Gotham.

The being smiles down at him. They are the only visible reminder of what's occurred.

Tim can feel it, though. His lungs are slow to inflate and his arms tremble despite their tight compress of his ribs. There's a burden, a weight to his soul as if hands are locked onto it in a bid to drag him down with them.

"He won't know." He attempts to demand this from the being, but it comes out more as a plea.

For a moment, they study him. Tim holds his breath until they shake their head. They confirm, "He won't, though you are free to tell him."

"No."

Tim wouldn't. He couldn't.

"Very well. While his reaction would have been amusing, I don't have enough time to view it anyways." Flapping a hand through the air, they shrug.

They shrug, a flippant and uncaring reaction. The only reason they don't reveal this devastating secret is because they couldn't enjoy it.

Tim has never felt as powerless.

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Y'all im so scared of the scene with the hug between steve and dustin. Everyone's assuming that someone died and dustin is grieving. But it could also be that steve is about to sacrifice himself to keep dustin safe and there's nothing else they can do to save the situation. Like a big part about dustin in the upcoming season is most definitely going to involve his grief concerning eddie's death and what he's left behind. So if anything was going to bring dustin to tears, I feel like him facing a situation similar to what happened with eddie but now with steve would absolutely wreck him.

Though the silver lining here is that he at least gets to say a proper goodbye before it happens.

But i hope im wrong. I really don't want steve to die 😭

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There's no plan. No contingency, no failsafe, no scheme. There is no other option.

There's a choice. A seemingly impossible choice. One he makes in an instant.

The being tilts their head, docile as they lean back against Tim's desk. Their eyes, entirely indigo from the sclera to the pupil, widen in their relentless stare of the young man. Their mouth parts in a shocked huff, voice incredulous while they murmur, "You've already decided."

Gritting his teeth, Tim glances away.

"I- Wow. You didn't even hesitate," they breathe. "I've asked this countless times, and nobody decided as quickly as you."

Tim squeezes his arms, his hands gripping tight enough to press bruises into his skin. "Is it really that surprising?"

"For you?" They blink repeatedly, their head slowly shaking side to side with a rising grin. "Yes. You're supposed to be the smart one. The one with a plan. I was warned not to test you, young one."

This new information has Tim's eyes flicking back to the being. They are leaning forward, the lines around their eyes crinkling.

Swallowing, Tim asks, "You were warned?"

With a wrinkled nose, they sigh. "I was told to ask one of the other Bats if I wanted to play, but I don't really like being told what to do. I did consider the safer options, and I'm sure Dick Grayson or Jason Todd would have had delightful responses."

Dread sinks in Tim's gut, his chest feeling heavier at the thought of his siblings being forced to choose. Anger prickles under his skin at the thought of their suffering being entertainment, but relief and anxiety smother his protective tendencies.

"Still, I wanted to see why you were considered the most dangerous." They push off the desk. They step forward. Their tall frame towers over Tim. Their smile freezes. They shake their head. "Well, no. I was warned against Barbara Gordon as well."

Tim squints. "So, why not her?"

They throw their head back in laughter. "I'm not completely self-destructive. I wanted a challenge, not a one-sided annihilation."

A little bubble of pride and fondness bursts in Tim even as his mind tries to read between these lines. What does Barbara have that the being fears? Is it her connections? Her technology skills? Her strategy?

Clicking their tongue, they shake off their distraction. "Regardless, you still haven't informed me of your decision."

Deep, indigo eyes stare unblinkingly down at him.

Tim's exhale is shaky, his brain desperately running calculations despite the weight of his answer already pressing down on his tongue.

"Come on, Tim," they purr. "Tell me."

At Tim's pressed lips, they sigh. "Tell me, or I'll guess."

"I-"

There's no out. No tools, no skills, no tricks he can use.

He must answer.

He raises his chin. He takes a deep breath in and his reply is steady as he asserts, "Damian."

They gasp with a bewildered shake of their head.

Tim's brows furrow at the reaction, but he reaffirms, "I choose Damian."

Thoroughly indigo eyes blink, an astonished laugh slipping from their lips. "Oh. How you've surprised me, Tim."

The young man grimaces. His contempt is evident in those arctic, bitter eyes. "I don't care how you feel about me."

"No," they grin. "No, you wouldn't. I had bet you would've chosen differently, hero. Regardless, a deal is a deal."

A pressure settles onto Tim's shoulders, his eyes sliding shut at the sound of a snap. He doesn't open his eyes, perhaps in a futile attempt to avoid facing his new reality. He can feel those indigo eyes on him, observing with a fascinated glee, but he tries to remain within his fabricated ignorance. He clings to his denial.

The being doesn't offer him this small mercy as they state, "It's done."

Tim opens his eyes.

His office hasn't changed. The plush, navy carpet remains squished beneath his boots. The walls still contain his accolades and his photos of loved ones (though his gaze lingers for a moment on his favorite one of Damian. The kid has paint in his hair, happiness lighting up his eyes even as he scowls). The floor to ceiling windows continue to overlook an intact Gotham.

The being smiles down at him. They are the only visible reminder of what's occurred.

Tim can feel it, though. His lungs are slow to inflate and his arms tremble despite their tight compress of his ribs. There's a burden, a weight to his soul as if hands are locked onto it in a bid to drag him down with them.

"He won't know." He attempts to demand this from the being, but it comes out more as a plea.

For a moment, they study him. Tim holds his breath until they shake their head. They confirm, "He won't, though you are free to tell him."

"No."

Tim wouldn't. He couldn't.

"Very well. While his reaction would have been amusing, I don't have enough time to view it anyways." Flapping a hand through the air, they shrug.

They shrug, a flippant and uncaring reaction. The only reason they don't reveal this devastating secret is because they couldn't enjoy it.

Tim has never felt as powerless.

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Steddie but Steve is a dork who's trying to deny his bisexuality.

Psh, he's not one of those queers he just thinks that one weirdo in his science class dresses... Interesting. He's staring at the necklaces not his neck, that'd be weird!

That same weirdo has gym with him too, and Steve was just obviously curious about those tattoos. It had nothing to do with the skin that they were on! I mean, what kind of freak gets a demon tattooed on his chest...?

And he just wanted to get a drink, it had nothing to do with the fact that the weirdos band played there, Steve just wanted to sit in the booth that the stage couldn't see, and sip his beer that he got a fake ID to get, and not watch how that guys fingers moved over the guitar.

Steve can deny all of these things all he wants, but what he couldn't deny...

Eddie Munson is confused as hell as to why he keeps getting love notes in his locker, but he's determined as hell to find out who the hell his secret admirer is.

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do you all see my vision here

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I love you, single mom Till

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Truly one of the oddest feelings is reading a fic that is so out of character but the writing and plot is so compelling. Like yeah I came here for the characters but yeah you know what I will read your original novel with the serial numbers plastered on

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I find it so interesting that the kid who has Ivan and Mizi's genes had Mizi's hair and Ivan's eyes specifically

Till has shown to hold Mizi's hair and Ivan's whole wish was to be seen by Till

This kid is the embodiment of the two most important people in Till's life and has their most important attributes...

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i just find you so adorable