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[kovrikkk]

sweet 💞

[tennant-the-tigger]

Stranger Things Christmas Countdown

And that's it! Merry Christmas! All of the main characters because I love them all! So no hate and more Christmas cheer! 

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 - 𝐬𝐭𝟒

𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘵4 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸) -nav here-

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺- 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 .. 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 .. 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

“listen” he heaved a long sigh, “i want you to be comfortable in this house- this is your house too y/n. okay?” he received no response.

“okay! but.. we have to implement some ground rules. sound good?”

 no response. “okay.”

you were sat next to eddie, wide eyed, on the couch as your dad, hopper, sat opposite you both.. he’d walked in on something… misfortunate… and now came the lecture.

both of you were frozen, in slight fear and humiliation.

“i want you to be able to share your.. feelings.” you heard el snort a laugh from her room, where she was no doubt listening in closely.

he definitely heard, as his lips curled to a slight grimace, but kept going, just like joyce told him to on the phone 10 minutes beforehand.

“but, there will be no- no more of.. that.. while el and i are home. at all. not. at. all. zilch. okay?” eddie hesitantly nodded next to you, you just continued to stare at your dad in mortification.

“words, y/n- i need words!” he looked like he hated this conversation almost as much as you did, so you said, “yes, dad. we understand.” eyes scattering around the room, avoiding eye contact as if it were the plague.

“look, hopper-“ a look from the man sent eddie back a step, “sir? listen- we didn’t mean for you for hear uh- all that” you see eddie try to repress a smirk and you quickly whack his leg with your hand, he inhales and forces a straight face. “y’know, but-“

“uh uh, no but’s” hopper said sternly, staring down eddie with a look you’d only ever seen him use on one before.. mike.

“no but’s” eddie agrees, nodding quickly.

it was an amusing sight to see, eddie, your rockstar, d&d playing boyfriend, having to abide by the sheriff’s rules, looking like an obedient dog in training.

hopper sighed one more and leant back in his seat, the quick second that he wasn’t looking, eddie snuck a look at you, smiling brightly and sticking his tongue out. you quickly repressed a laugh, if you laughed.. who knows how much longer this would go on for.

“alright…” you two turned back to face your dad, “i hate this as much as you two” he confirmed your thoughts, “do you understand my point?” he enunciated his words, you and eddie nodded in sync.

hopper stared at you both for a second longer, almost analysing you. “alright.. you can go, i’m done.”

you don’t think you’d ever stood up so quickly before in your life, eager to get out of that situation. grabbing your boyfriends hand and pulling him with you.

before you both entered your room, you heard a shout.. “keep the door open 3 inches!”

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// implied stranger things vol 2 spoilers

the last episode wrecked me

[dheelan]

I want they're friendship back there such a good duo

[tired-yashika-core]

stranger things be like: who will save the world if not 15 year olds going through puberty 🤭

[dynamic-power]

Coach H

Rating: T

No warnngs

Words: 1.6k

A look at a possible future for Steve Harrington.

Taylor has known Coach H for almost 4 years, and still can't quite figure him out. They have the opportunity to investigate his office a little, and they learn more than they thought they would.

This is totally Steve-centric. All others, though I love them all dearly, are only briefly mentioned.

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Coach Harrington's office is one of four tucked behind the gym, between the girls' and boys' locker rooms. Taylor has never been in here before. Students rarely have a reason to come to the coaches' offices; they can all usually be found in the gym, even when class isn't in session.

Taylor has known Coach H for four years; their freshman year had been Coach's first year at Lincoln High. They know him just well enough to not feel guilty about wanting to snoop around a little while they are waiting. Maybe they can learn something.

Coach H is a bit of a point of confusion, even for many of the students who know him. He looks normal enough; Taylor guesses he's in his fifties, with thick brown hair that has started to go gray at his temples, kind eyes, and a boyish smile that is contagious. It's when he starts to talk about himself that the oddities begin to show.

He has tattoos, the most notable of which is an electric guitar that takes up most of his right inner forearm. It's upside down, with the bottom of the body tucked into the crease of his elbow and the neck stretching down to his wrist. When asked, he always admits that he doesn't play guitar; in fact, he knows very little about music at all. He says he got it because someone saved his life with that very guitar, but Taylor suspects he'd just thought it looked cool when he was young.

He also, allegedly, knows an unusual number of people with significance to the LGBTQ+ community. Taylor has heard him mention having lunch with Michael Wheeler, an author who gained popularity in the early 2000s for his fantasy novels that often feature queer characters. Kelly swears that she heard him mention the Byler siblings once. The three artists, each known for having their own distinct mediums of photography, paint, and sculpture, had risen to fame in the nineties for the mix of praise and criticism they'd received for their first joint exhibit. It had been an exploration of the realities of being gay at the time, and the artwork is still discussed and admired today.

There's also a rumor that he knows a member or two of Corroded Coffin, a metal band who toured for thirty years and was fronted by an openly gay man, though Taylor is unfamiliar with them and finds this a bit less impressive than the other possible connections.

They don't know how many of these rumors, if any, are true, but it's interesting nonetheless. It makes him a sort of unspoken, safe space for the queer students.

He has a strange scar across his throat, and if asked about it, his responses are varying levels of insane, ranging from very improbable to outright impossible. He'd been mistaken for a patient in need of a thyroid operation when he'd gone in for a knee surgery. A sentient vine got wrapped around his neck while he was being attacked by giant bats. A serial killer known simply as The Strangler had tried to make him a victim when he'd gone back to his hometown for a high school reunion. He'd been hanged for being a pirate in a past life and bore a scar as a reminder to always abide by the law.

He claims to have a brother just a few years younger than himself, but he also tells stories about being an only child. He says his reason for choosing to be a high school teacher is that he raised six teens himself, but it's common knowledge that he's never had kids. He's a nerd, which had caught Taylor by surprise the first time they'd realized it. He'd mumbled something about Coach Roberts sounding like a demogorgon when he passed by Taylor during class one day. He'd said it like he knew exactly what that fictitious beast sounded like. As though it was a sound that existed.

Then, of course, there is his friendship with Ms. Buckley, who had arrived at Lincoln the same year as Coach. There's speculation that they are actually married to each other - their wedding rings, though different, are equally strange - but Taylor has never gotten that vibe from them. They do interact with the familiarity of people who have known each other a long time, though.

Peering around the room, Taylor takes stock of what they can immediately see. A shelf is lined with trophies that the school has won in Coach H's brief tenure. At the end of the shelf, proudly displayed besides the shiny plastic, is a crudely made clay trophy that reads "#1 DINGUS" at the bottom. There is also a tall bookshelf. It's almost entirely full and has a variety of genres and authors. Taylor notices a selection of Michael Wheeler on one of the middle shelves at perfect eye level. His desk is cluttered with papers, though it looks like it is an organized sort of chaos. He has a couch that sits opposite the desk. It has a soft-looking blanket folded across the back and an assortment of pillows and plushes taking up much of the sitting space.

What catches Taylor's eye is the pin board hanging just beside the door. It is just as covered as the surface of the desk. There are a couple of fading children's drawings, a birthday card with the beginnings of a bad joke on the front, and a bunch of photos of people Taylor doesn't recognize. In the middle of the cluttered board are three photos pinned in a neat, tidy column. The top and bottom are of six people, taken probably 10 or 15 years apart. In the top one, the younger version of the group is standing in a row, arms around each other, grinning at the camera. Taylor recognizes the two in the very center; a young Ms. Buckley and Coach H are leaning into each other, pulling their friends in closer on either side. In the one on the bottom, they are all older but, in a way, the same. They've paired off, each couple kissing dramatically for the camera. On the right, Coach Harrington is being dipped back by a man with long curls pulled back into a messy bun. In the center, Ms. Buckley and a woman with a short bobbed cut each have both hands holding their partner's face. The two men on the left, one with short brown hair and the other with a mane that reaches halfway down his back, are flipping off the camera, hands held out low enough that their audience can still see them kissing.

It's the photo between these two, though, that really draws Taylor's attention. It's clearly a professional picture - six gold rings in a circle, displayed on a gnarled stump with bits of greenery in the background. The rings are three distinct pairs, each set across from each other in the circle. The first pair, the thinnest, set at the top and bottom, have been fashioned to look like vines with impossibly intricate leaves and flowers. Taylor knows Ms. Buckley wears one of these. The next clockwise are of a more medium width and have a spiral seam and tiny frays to make them look like rope. The final pair is the most familiar to Taylor; thick, golden chain links. One of those is Coach Harrington's.

"That one's been nicknamed 'the rings of power'," Coach H says, materializing beside her to examine the photos, too.

"Who took it?"

"Jonathan Byers," Coach H says easily.

Taylor's eyes nearly bug out of their head. "Like, the famous photographer?" Taylor, an amateur photographer themself, discovered Jonathan Byers and his work a few years ago and had loved it all. "You actually know him? For real?"

"I actually know him for real. He's in these other two photos."

Taylor stares at the top photo for a moment before the realization of what that fact could mean hits them. "Are you married to Jonathan Byers?! Is that him?" Taylor takes a closer look at the curly-haired man, trying to remember if they've ever seen a picture of Jonathan Byers.

Coach chuckles and shakes his head. "No," he says with a grin, "but he'd be amused to know you think so. That's Jon." He points to the man on the far right side of the first photo. He's the one with the short haircut. "This is my husband." Coach points instead to the man with the wild curls. "Eddie Munson. He's the front man of Corroded Coffin." He begins to point out the other three. "That's Jon's husband, Argyle. He owns a food truck. You might have seen it downtown. You already know Robin. That's her wife, Nancy Wheeler. Nance is a freelance journalist."

"Wheeler?" That can't be a coincidence. "Holy shit," Taylor says, unable to hold back a disbelieving laugh. "The rumors are true."

"Which ones?" Coach asks with an amused, knowing smile.

"The ones about you knowing a bunch of famous gays!"

Coach laughs at that. "I guess? I knew them before the fame. We sorta grew up together. We all ended up being in the public eye pretty abruptly in the mid-eighties. Lots of interviews and publicity. It all kinda spiraled, and now, some of us are - well." He shrugs. "You can Google it."

"Wait," Taylor says, shrugging their backpack off their shoulder and pulling their notebook out. This is the reason Taylor is here in the first place; interviews with a few of the favorite teachers for the school newspaper. But this is starting to sound like so much more than a simple "fun facts" kind of interview. "Can I just ask you? This stuff is best straight from the source."

"Sure."

"This is so cool. So, what's the real story behind the guitar?"

[ssaronance]

“5 tickets to the barbie movie”

[thursdaypigeon]

the antithesis to lucas and el crying over max’s body

BONUS

original ink sketch & base colouring

[devondespresso]

the most unrealistic thing in stranger things is that El didn't have like 10 different lesbian secret-admirers. She's the quirky but sweet new girl, felt the need to share the name of the squirrel from her cabin, has a brother who did his project on alan turing and a 'long distance boyfriend' who for a while no one had seen and angela probably said was made up to everybody. how did she not have like 3 different queer girls making heart eyes at her in the background of every shot???? unrealistic.

[kurtkankle]

[robin-buck1ey]

A head canon I just thought of :)

So this is post coma max, she’s still blind, so she doesn’t trust her sense of touch alone to pick out her outfits.

El doesn’t really have any sense of fashion taste, just hand me downs, and copying hopper and her brothers. Lucas just keeps telling her everything looks good, and so she relies on Robin and Nancy’s help.

More so she relies on Robin and then Robin relies on Nancy to critique her.

Nancy sometimes gets a little jealous that Max always chooses Robin mainly for help and that she doesn’t like Nancy’s style but Max always just says that it’s because her and Robin have the most similar taste.

Robin on the other hand doesn’t think very complex about her outfits just matching patterns or colors and comfort, so she always includes Nancy by asking for help to make sure what she puts together actually does look good

They pre-put together outfits for max so that she doesn’t have to have them help her every day, and if she needs to change quickly she can

This obviously does change Max’s style slightly but Lucas tells her she looks even cooler, and El tells her it’s “bitchin” and whenever Max is worried that maybe they’re just saying that to be nice, they always reassure her with “friends don’t lie”

Missing ronance + max hours currently :] (also both lumax and elmax are both pure relationships that I love)

[faithshouseofchaos]

One of my supernatural head cannons is that Dean Winchester has adhd I say this because when he was humming Metallica on the plane he was doing this because of sensory overload

And other times he played rock music throughout the show it’s to drown out all the noise around him because rock music has all lot of things going on so he focused on the music and not what’s going on around him

I do this too I find Custer by slipknott  relaxing it isn’t a relaxing song by any means

[gen-hasenkopf]

"Escape room"

Big brother and the little sister

[goonflower]

s1 rewatch

recently rewatched s2-s4 for spooky month and now for halloween i'm looping back to the very beginning! excited for barb to slay the five seconds of screentime she has, to see the lil baby kids, the focus on the party mike lucas dustin (and will), baby mike being obsessed with findiing will (my byler heart), the lab!, the byers family, the focus on joyceeee. like s1 was the start and had so much potential, shame a lot of those threads were dropped by the duffers. like lonnie!!! i hate him so much but he was so interesting and his impact on the byers family of joyce, jonathan and will was so intriguing! like the fact jonathan checked lonnie's boot bc he thought will might be there!!!!1!!!!

very unexcited for the love triangle. like the team jonathan vs team steve of it all - like shut up im team nancy, they both did her dirty in s1 smh. the lack of max and robin and erica will be sad. but other then that, i can't remember anything else off the top of my head. i think s1 was overall pretty good and had very few faults.