#ch: sinclair

[elinspos]

This is a sideblog for character inspo. Feel free to spam like/reblog, I don't mind. 18+ and no triggers are tagged. If you have any questions about my little guys, I'd be delighted to answer them!

[samgelina-jolie]

[1000feuille]

[boojangs]

If Chapter 1 Home and Away Wednesday met Chapter 20 YMU Wednesday, what would she be most shocked by?

[dcbicki]

STRANGER THINGS Season 2, Episode 5

[wyatthaliwells]

Stranger Things 2x02 - "Trick or Treat, Freak"

[whos-that-demon]

Emil Sinclair: I. FUCKING. HATE. THIS. TEAM

My teammates and manager make me dance with the maracas while they stand back and shout go white boy go

[xmenuniverse]

Rahne Sinclair and Morgan Red in New Mutants: Lethal Legion #1 (2023), art by Enid Balám. - requested by @stinktalksmalls

[houseofwisteria]

" Hi...hi Max. Hey. "

[mrs-bluemarine]

RIP Vincent Sinclair you would've loved Type O Negative

[s0ftpining]

“'She is so your kid,' Steve mutters, shaking his head. Eddie nods, grinning. She really is." (fic)

request of erica on her graduation day for my friend @manycoloureddays!!

[samgelina-jolie]

Stranger things + Texts

[silencedrage]

FLORIBETH DALISAY (@floripire) said "let me try for a second."

The door is locked from the other side, and Rahne fruitlessly slams her shoulder against the steel a final time with a frustrated, pained grunt. The bullet that shredded through her bicep was still inside her, but they didn't have time to worry about that now. The small mob of anti-mutant men that are on hot on their heels sound closer.

'Let me try for a second.'

She knows that Flori is just trying to help, but everything is too loud and the Wolf demands its turn to speak. She focuses on the scrap of lead in her shoulder, leaning into the pain to block out the primal urge to let the Wolf come forward. Transforming now would only exacerbate their problems, because said door leads out into the streets, and a half-wolf, half-girl monstrosity does not lend itself to slipping away in a crowd.

Her head whips toward the vampire mutant, her eyes blazing gold as she struggles to maintain control. She smells Wrong, like blood and there's something in Rahne that wants to shred her to pieces but she bites down on that impulse. "Fine, you try," she growls, an unfamiliar timbre resonating deep in her chest. Her arm aches and her head feels a little faint as blood continues to drip down her fingers.

"Get us out of here and I know how to get back underground."

[eulcgizeme]

OPEN TO: @hindrcnce for astrid aquino MUSE: sinclair tate james, twenty-two, i do what i want for a flashback, this is my world. slipper slope of a child star. mike faist (danii's version) fc. PLOT: the hollywood scene finally comes to a close, and sinclair drives astrid home despite not being fit to drive. he's insisted he's sober enough to drive, but a swerve just before they near his house proves he's been lying. TRIGGERS: addiction, drunk driving / driving under the influence, drug abuse, alcoholism

"I'm fine, Astrid, for the love of fuck will you let me go?" This time, insistence was softened by a slur instead of understanding and much less defeat. He had stepped out of the car again, engine running but the emergency break stalling any attempts on Sinclair's behalf to act upon the jerk of his knee on the gas pedal. The protest roared against asphalt, but he was stuck in place. If the severity of it all didn't eat the moment, it could have been poetic that he'd been bound to the same stagnant crawl. His attempt to peel away from her company had thrown him off the little balance he maintained. It was easier to hide when he'd bound to a single seat, or held up by a bar counter, or when he hid his lack of control by romanticizing it through outlandish movements down the strip until the car was brought to them. The wave of his arms, the thrash of theatrics for every expression, were easy to brush off when he carried that notorious grin. The vacancy of his gaze was hidden when the rest of his face played along. "It's late. I'm tired. I just need to get home. I want to sleep in my own bed— I haven't in months because of filming," He said, running through excuses used before or experimented with for the first time. His crash at the bottom of the steps pinned him down as his surroundings throbbed with the pain he couldn't quite place. "It's not too far from here."

[silkchvffon]

tamala shelton for queen victoria women's centre

[wyatthaliwells]

Halloween in Hawkins 🎃👻 Stranger Things, Season 2 (2017) | “MADMAX” + “TRICK OR TREAT, FREAK”