#called containing multitudes.

[shodansbabygirl]

ive gotta make more playlists on my phone my shower was a fucking trial and a half today

[formosusiniquis]

When Mike Wheeler, red faced and still faintly tear stained, asks him how he knew he liked both Steve doesn’t know how to tell him it was his sister.

Before Nancy Wheeler it had only been boys. Before Nancy Wheeler Steve had been sure he was gay and knew well enough to keep it to himself; dating around enough to earn himself a protective reputation. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Marcus Summers, from the baseball team, during freshman year. Steve had gone to every game, and had been forced to make up excuses about schoolwork and his other commitments when asked why he hadn’t tried out for himself. Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been Tommy Hagan. The summer between seventh and eighth grade had been very kind to Tommy, he was sunkissed and boy next door sweet, Steve had wanted to hold his hand and count the freckles across the bridge of his nose. 

Before Nancy Wheeler there’d been his first love, a boy who only visited one summer, the year Steve turned ten. His name had changed every time they hung out but he’d favored E’s. Eli, Emmett, Elliott, Eric, Excalibur, Excelsior, and once for about an hour Wayne. His hair brushed his chin in pretty brown curls and his big brown eyes were always bright with excitement. He always got storm off mad when any of the other boys they’d played with that summer said he was acting like a girl, E would run off to the woods and Steve would always follow. E always came up with the best games anyway, he didn’t like playing soccer or HORSE or anything else with rules that couldn’t be bent; he preferred imagination games where they were knights or wizards. He didn’t laugh when Steve said he always liked playing house, but never wanted to be the dad because why would he want to be someone who never wanted to spend any time with his kids. E who, while insisting on being called Samwise all day, was his first kiss.

Cause he knows what Mike wants to hear. He’s seen the way Mike and Will have danced around each other since the last portal closed. He’s heard the things Mike has said to and about Will. He’s heard all about the week that Will was in the Upside Down. He’s heard all about the summer of ‘85. He’s heard all about the final off again that seems to officially mark the end of Mike and El romantically. He knows that Mike wants him to say that he’d never even thought about boys before he met Eddie. That there’s just something special about Eddie that makes him want to give up his lady killing ways. That Eddie was different. That it was okay that he was having these scary new thoughts, maybe Will was just an exception.

And Steve doesn’t know how to have that conversation. When he realized he liked both it was a relief, that maybe he could have something normal and wouldn't have to spend his life lying or hiding. 

But Eddie was different. Eddie was special. Eddie was probably it for Steve which is scary in a different way that he’s not ready to touch yet -- not when it’s only been three months.

There’s never been another girl since Nancy Wheeler, not really

There will never be another boy after Eddie Munson.

So he tries to help, as best he can. It’s easier with Eddie there, not quite dozing against his shoulder -- the kid’s emergencies always seem to come so late at night these days. “When I was ten, there was a boy whose name kept changing who decided prince charming should get to kiss his faithful knight. And when I was sixteen, your sister-”

Mike’s goodwill diminishes quickly as his sister gets introduced to the conversation.

“Stevie,” Eddie says. It’s not an admonishment for bringing up Nancy. It’s awestruck and watery. “You remember that?”

“Of course I remember the first boy I ever loved," that word catches up with him a second later. Remember. 

Cause there's Eddie with his riot of brown curls and his Bambi eyes. Eddie, who has explained why soft feminine words chafe against his skin leaving him itchy and anxious. Eddie, who has an Uncle in Hawkins. Eddie who moved to town the summer before he entered high school with a buzzed head and his mother's last name. Eddie who finally settled into an E he liked best.

"Wheeler, here's a tip from me to you," Eddie says, his advice is always better received than Steve's anyway, "if you have to ask you probably already know."

"Straight people don't really spend much time wondering if they aren't really straight," Steve agrees.

They don't rush Mike out the door, a crisis is a crisis and even in the wake of new discoveries Mike deserves to be heard out. Deserves a chance to cry and rage and feel those emotions someplace safe from his Reaganite father -- just as much as Will deserves to have someone who knows what they want come to him, deserves better than experimentation.

They cross the bridge from late into early by the time Mike sets off. The sun is creeping up over the horizon and Mike looks solid, certain; the dawn hints at the man he is growing up to be. Though every instinct of Steve's begs him to drive the kid home, Eddie's soft hand lingering at his hip holds him fast. They wave instead, encouraging Mike to go home and to bed before he does anything; knowing his front bike tire is already pointed toward the Byers-Hopper place.

"The first boy you ever loved, huh, Stevie?" Eddie teases before the door has even managed to click shut.

"And the last, I'm hoping, if I play my cards right."

"You were always pretty good at that. You were the only person that summer who called me by my name, except Wayne."

"It was your name." He knows that's too simple. Knows how hard Eddie has had it, continues to have it. But that summer it had been that simple, Eddie trying on names like shirts each one fitting until they didn't. "For what it's worth, I like Eddie a lot more than Excalibur."

"Oh fuck off, I was going through a fantasy knight phase. Which I know you remember."

"Right a phase, and how much longer is this fantasy 'phase' going to last?"

They're the kind of tired that makes you feel drunk, when Eddie tackles Steve and sends them both to the floor and to giggles. Eddie might not have been his bi awakening, but Steve is pretty fine with him being his everything else.

[messiahzzz]

When I came across that "joke" from Tav to Quill and Z'rell's comment (plus Halsin), I had to take a minute to process what happened. Gale might be a bit silly and eccentric but he's the kindest, sweetest and most passionate character in that party. No wonder the poor man has deep insecurities to solve, so many people reduce him to an easy target! Ofc one of the side effects would be overconfidence and ambition as a defense mechanism. He's obv lonely; only Tara and Morena ever loved him for him.

his eccentric nature might be a part of it. he is loquacious, outgoing, and doesn’t see the point in hiding his enthusiasm. he is considered to be the weird one. naturally, wizards in general being seen as somewhat squishy and physically weak might also add to it.

personally, i really don’t like the implications of the (widely considered) autistic-coded character being the one who faces the most ridicule by far by other characters and fans (and larian) alike.

some might disagree with me on that, but i don’t find it funny by any means either. mostly it just makes me feel bad. “he deserves it. cocky, arrogant, hubris-ridden wizard needs to be taken down a peg” like he isn’t… y’know… already at his lowest. it also disregards the fact that much of his bravado is part of his carefully curated Great Wizard of Waterdeep™ persona that he has skillfully adopted to mask his general feeling of being defective. being fiercely proud of your skill and knowledge and being doubtful of having something truly worthwhile to offer are mindsets that can coexist. according to fandom, gale is either secret hubris incarnate that is only waiting to be unleashed upon the world or pure baby that can do no wrong. instead of a character that is just as flawed and traumatized as all the others, but no less deserving of genuine love.

to me, the constant ridicule just reads as further feeding into his deep-rooted insecurities and his belief that he (as gale, the person) isn’t someone who holds inherent worth. it really, really doesn’t sit well with me.

[urproblematicfav-arsonk]

I want to write a long ass staticmoth backstory fic just to do a joke where Vox tries to hypnotize Val and because Val is so baffled in the moment that someone would try to do that to him, he goes along with what Vox told him what to do. Later Vox tries again to hypnotize him but this time Val doesn't react and when Vox freaks out about it Val says "don't tell me you didn't know whores are faking it all the time lol"

[kuruna]

AZ was unhealthily attached to Floette in the same way Xan was unhealthily attached to AZ 💔 it just happens to be easier to tell when you're on the receiving end of this behavior vs. when you're the one perpetrating it 😔

[soullessjack]

thinking… conspiring

[towards-toramunda]

As a woman the idea of having the ability to burn someone just because they touched me is BEAUTIFUL and I love Fearne having this ability so much like yes she should be allowed to burn people who touch her without her permission I agree

[fanaticdomainexpert2]

JEFF SAYING HE'LL TAKE HIS MAMA TO BEIJING TO VISIT CAI GUOQING!! JEFF SAYING THE GIRLS THOUGHT IT WAS COOL WHEN HE PLAYED GUITAR IN HIGH SCHOOL. THE DUALITY OF THIS BOY

[ronandhermy]

Hobey Baker, hockey player, football player, sugar baby, brat, bit of a bitch. The man contained multitudes.

[felikatze]

and you may ask yourself, "feli, maybe i can get behind this kingphie divorce stuff, but didnt you also shitpost about sifking on isatcord?" to which i say: yea, it's funny

"didnt you make the king sif's dad in divorce au" yeah

"but you also think sif and the king dated in high school" yeah

"elaborate" thanks imaginary conversation partner who is a strawman for bad internet opinions. you simply need to learn quantum shipping and believe in multiverse theory. the king is sif's dad except when he's sif's ex. separate universes of equal importance and hilarity to me. i have all headcanons at once until i make actual content and the wave collapses into a single unmutable truth

[crimeronan]

forgetting which of the OCs are lesbians and which are bisexual because the insane dykery and problematic sexuality is so strong in all of them. hashtag feminism.

[our-flag-means-ducks]

like fr i don't mind DJekins calling the Izzy -Ed relationship a mentor /father figure thing, so long as we're not trying to reduce their whole relationship down to just that. Like, as an aspect, side by side with their divorce coded - jilted spouse - brothers in arms -cleaning up your messes for my whole life - loved you as best i could - you murder suicide me, i'll give you the silent treatment for like a week and then tell you your face is stupid - building their whole lives around each other but then Ed found their lives boring -THING it's fine, it's another fucked up crouton floating in the EdIzzy soup and that broth is wild.

And i can see Ed, whose 1) NOT GREAT at processing his feelings and b) never really lost anyone truly important to him since he killed his dad (and presumably lost his mum if he ran off to sea right after) having the man who watched him grow up and taught him everything he knows die in his arms and being all: Getting a lot of dead dad vibes from this.

All that aside, the most important takeaway is the new capacity for DILF jokes.

[youforgotmyname]

born to be a cowboy born to wear an 1860s evening gown born to be a man born to see america’s land untouched born to kiss emily dickinson born to paint born to write born to fuck hard born to be great born to be miserable born to die young born to live long born to love everyone born to be adored born to be scorned born to be great born to be mediocre and have them call me great born to rob a train born to steal a horse born to run as fast as I possibly can born to leave everyone behind born to stay always forever born to write born to be great born to be everything born to be nothing born to wield a rifle born to wield a sword born to fight for my life born to succumb to it all born to have a lover born to take my lover and drown them in the lake do you see that love is violence always born to be great born to be remembered born to be forgotten born to be murdered born to be beautiful born to be hideous born to be in love born to never let anyone in born to obsess born to write born to be great born to be great born to be great but i’m a hundred years too late

[mechs-song-tournament]

I'd like to counter that one guy asking for a gptvtmk sweep by asking for a blood and whiskey sweep

My want for this is based out of spite and polyamory

alright you heard the tumblr user BLOOD AND WHISKEY SWEEP EVERYONE!!!!!!!

[landlordevil]

Inviting people over is mortifying it's like I forget every time that I decorate my apartment like it's a kindergarten classroom 😭