#I’ll give you one guess

[aspiringwarriorlibrarian]

Fun little game whenever you come across a shallow parody of YA female protagonists: take a tally of the traits she has and see how many apply to Luke Skywalker.

[imagionationstation]

“One time, my brother wanted to see if the garage door was strong enough to crush my shell so he put a helmet, elbow and knee pads on me and had me stand under it while he pressed the button. We said our goodbyes to each other just in case.”

~Mikey, who was a willing participant in events.

[squipedmew]

gay people can never confess normally they’re always doing shit like sending their alter egos to duke it out in another dimension as a representation of their emotional issues

[freneticfloetry]

when plans for a friend’s virtual birthday festivities include the instructions “please prepare a presentation on your favorite bottom”

that’s when you know you’ve truly found your people

[chibishortdeath]

I guess these count as shitposts, they’re just based off of some random text posts I was looking through on Pinterest tho idk. :3

[writeouswriter]

Had a great time playing Sims today (spent 3 and a half hours searching for and downloading custom content and never once turned on the game)

[little-devil-art]

[The Human Exchange Student at RAD]📝

My MC Alice’s RAD Uniform redesign of 2023! I actually identify my sona with Fire Emblem so much (She low-key exists in the FE Verse since 2017) so I thought I’ll keep her roots and it’s basically FE Fates!Alice in the Devildom- Of course, one cannot forget about her crow Fool! I also gave her a sheep form as I wanted to draw this cuddly sheep since forever kekek- (The ribbon’s color is customizable, each Demon’s color is represented but I chose blue because it’s Lucifer <3)

Anyhow, this is something small I did, because I truly wanted to give my girl a new design!! 💙

[perfectlyripeclementine]

wearing long necklaces or chains around them so they get distracted at dinner thinking about them dangling in their face when you ride later >>

[pbpsbff]

which one is peter which one is tony and which one is rhodey this is important

i must confess. i have no idea who these people are

[thresholdbb]

Ok mustering up some courage to pattern this bad boy out

[thecringeler]

I’m insane. I’m feral. I’m cringe. But most importantly of all: I am free

[therosebunpost]

Okay so I have an idea for a story I wanna write, but I dunno if anybody would be interested in it/I’m still floundering for ideas that I can add to it

Reader moves to Hawkins in 2019. They’re in their 20s and just starting to live independently from their parents. They have no ties to Hawkins, and just moved there because it’s a small town and rent is cheap. Plus, they were able to get a decent spot in the Trailer Park, so it just felt stupid not to accept it.

So they move in, and meet their neighbors, but one stands out. Eddie Munson, who looks to be in his late 20s, early thirties. He’s handsome, and definitely seems to be stuck in the 80s even though that’s been decades ago. But here’s the thing with Eddie. When he sees Reader for the first time, it’s like he’s frozen. His eyes are wide, and he looks like he’s seen a ghost. It’s unnerving, and that feeling doesn’t go away when they hear rumors circulating around him. How he was involved with some kind of cult, or how he was brought in during some kind of murder case. How he leaves his trailer at night, only to stumble home in the early hours of the morning, wet and angry as if he’s fallen in the lake. It’s all just a little bit disturbing and they decide that they were steering clear of him.

But Eddie, for whatever reason, doesn’t stay away from them. Sure, he keeps his distance at first. Just a friendly hello, maybe a quick, awkward convo on their front steps, but he can tell they’re weary of him.

It’s when your their car breaks down, that they start talking more. Eddie’s quick to help, albeit making a note to keep space between them. Reader is confused, but thankful. After all, he may be charming but then again isn’t that just a tactic to lure people? Whatever Hot and Cold game he’s playing, it doesn’t matter. As long as their car is fixed. As long as they can just resist getting caught up in his pretty brown eyes, or the smooth, smokey tone in his voice when he speaks, or how steady his hands are when he tinkers with the engine.

It wasn’t just that, though. Eddie just seemed to know them in a way that no one else did. It was like the two of them just clicked, and it’s terrifying. It’s scary how comfortable they feel around him, and how well he seems to know how to get them that way. Still, it also makes them revaluate some things, especially as he starts coming over for dinner. A thanks for helping them with their car, even if Eddie barely eats a thing, instead pulling them into conversation after conversation.

It’s easy talking with him, and that just makes them think harder.

What happened in 1986? Why was he involved in a triple homicide, and yet was let go? The killer was never found, and the first victim was in his trailer for gods sake. Why did he have such weird night habits?

Why did he seem to know them so well? So intimately?

What the fuck was up with Eddie Munson?

Things take another dive when it isn’t just Eddie anymore, who looks like they’ve seen a ghost. Steve Harrington nearly drops the vase he was buying when he came up in their line at the local Thrift store. His eyes shoot wide, and they’re stunned when he says their name in a more then familiar way. They’ve only been there a month, and hadn’t spoken a single word to the man.

Then it’s Nancy Wheeler appearing on their doorstep. A sweet but determined smile on her face as she all but grills them over who they were, where they came from, and what they were doing here. It’s a shaky interaction, and it leaves them even more startled then before.

Steve brings a friend the next time their working. She’s a little less scared, but no less awed as she introduces herself as Robin. They get the impression they’re supposed to react to that information as anything beyond polite, retail bound interest, but they don’t. Simply sending the two along with their sodas.

Nancy comes again, this time with her husband Johnathan. Johnathan is nicer, putting them a little more at ease despite Nancy’s prying. They take their picture, and mention coming round again, even if the idea makes their stomach curl.

The final straw is when an entire legion of people who seem to know them show up one day. Steve, Nancy, Robin, Jonathan, and then some other people who you haven’t talked to much. They’re younger then Steve and the gang, but just as curious. It gets to the point where they take their lunch early, and end up going home early too. The bizarre events just too much to handle.

So Reader digs. They dig, and dig, until they find Hawkins lab. They dig until they sneak inside, and traverse the busted up hallways in search of answers. They dig until it’s too late, and a portal opens up to swallow them whole. They only get a glimpse of what is best described as Hell before landing back in the lab. Still busted and broken as before, and yet it’s different too. Less decayed, with things still intact.

It’s only when they stumble out of the woods, and pass by a newspaper stand, that they realize what happened. The current date hitting them like a punch in the gut.

Hawkins, 1986.

[bloobydabloob]

Is there a reason ur drawings kinda look like someone stretched them in some direction. Not in a mean way. It's very silly imo /pos

Thank you, I’m glad you like it. I take inspiration from artists like @tostyart (twt) @robert_valley (insta) jasonlupas (twt) and several other artists, who do the same thing. I think it looks great. There’s no deeper reason sadly… just think it looks cool.

[starscelly]

love the stars and the starsmin slays etc etc however it’s actually so fucking unbearable how much shit is restricted to local fans only. like giveaways and shit i understand for the most part. why are there so many videos i’ve seen people take pictures of or record part of but that are only for the arena… like that makes no sense to me.

[eyndr-stories]

Everyone needs to see him. I’ve sent him to all my friends. I sent him to my brother. I sent him to my aunt. I’ll show him to my therapist. Now he is here,

catboy mobster

[deus-ex-mona]

worming out of awkward conversations l i k e