#set of “the rink”

[chaplinfortheages]

Charlie Chaplin on set of “The Rink”, 1916. With him, famed Irish Tenor John McCormack (large gentleman to his right).

[chirpsythismorning]

You basically sabotaged the whole day.

Seconds after El literally just got assaulted…

But no Mike’s hung up on Will moping being the cause of the day sucking even though Mike looked pretty much unbothered in all those moments he’s referring to

[qulizalfos]

in another life rink o mania is a gay club

[yxkanna]

ALSO HAVE UNFORTUNATE NICK FACT 4

nick looooooves hockey, it's his favorite sport and really the only one he watches aside from sometimes baseball. there was a period of time where he tried to play it back in middle school, unofficially with other kids he was reasonably friendly with.

the problem with this is that he was very runty when he was a kid. this meant he had a lot of speed to him, so if he got the puck he could fly with it, but also meant if he got checked it obliterated him. and there was one time he got checked by a kid twice his size, and he cannot remember anything after that until a few days later when he was at home in bed with the worst headache imaginable.

he'd been awake a few times between those two points in time but was so severely concussed that he just cannot recall what happened. no more hockey for nicky after that.

[klaissance]

is this anything???

It’s a dreary January Tuesday when Lance laces up his first-ever pair of ice skates and steps out onto the ice at Garrison Tech’s hockey rink, newly opened for free-skate to students and staff on weekdays from 12-2. The rental skates are ruddy, creased and caked in mud and dust and general oldness that has soaked in and turned the white a grimey yellow. They’re a little pinchy and a little loose in all the wrong places, the backs rubbing hard against his exposed ankles, unstable as he wobbles through his first steps on knives on ice. He lifts one foot, then the other. Just like walking, McClain. A deep breath. He’s gone exactly nowhere. The ice sprawls out before him, and only now, as he drifts listlessly away from the wall, does it occur to Lance that this might have been a very bad idea.

[sunnykeysmash]

I can't shake the feeling that the flashback in ep8 will be mac and dennis' meet cute and it will be an entirely fabricated memory born from the pain of their actual reality

[acheronist]

everyday i wake up and have to battle the urge to post about the great lakes dipshit beer league ass hockey team terror au that ive been rotating in my mind and every day it gets a billion percent harder than the day before

[postmakerkiwi]

⛰️ Echoing Mountains of Colossus - The Ice Rink 🐐

You finally made it! The early crowd's already settling down, so let's try to find a good standing spot before the teams get on the ice (preferably somewhere away from this wind).

photos by CatbatQuartet

[greghatecrimes]

misc headcanon 2/?: when Thirteen was little she did figure skating. She had to quit once her mom’s Huntington’s started getting worse, but she was able to keep it up as a hobby during her teen years after her mom died. It gives her a sense of control over her body and helps her de-stress.

(rambling cont. in the tags)

[blue-banana-the-first]

Chapter 4 of To See And Be Seen Beyond The Scars You Left Behind is out now

Time heals some wounds, but love heals them all.

Matshona Dhliwayo

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Once they were out of campus, Percy grabbed her hand, and they began running across the streets. “Come on, Annie, run faster, didn’t you say you were in your high school’s track team?” he chided her, a smug grin pulling at his lips for using her least favourite nickname, knowing full well how much it would annoy her, yet what he didn’t , and wouldn’t know if she had her way, is that the nickname which she grew to hate, as it reminded her of the days she spent with her dad and stepmom, sounded like music to her ears when he said it.

“First of all, don’t call me Annie unless you want me to call you Seaweed brain, second of all, I have no idea where we’re going, I mean you could be kidnapping me for all I know, so how about a little hint huh, maybe then I might run a little faster and show you my true running superpowers” she tried to say seriously but failed to hide a few giggles.

“Nope, still not gonna tell you. Also, Seaweed brain has a nice ring to it, don’tcha think wise, girl?” he said, sneaking a glance at her from the corner of his eye as they took a second to catch their breaths.

She huffed, He laughed.

“Anyways we made it to our destination, and you haven’t been kidnapped” he said while making exaggerated gestures towards the ice rink they were standing in front of.

“This could all be fake, you know, like it could be an abandoned warehouse that gangs meet at under the pretence of going ice skating sooo.” She said, trailing off

“Har Har Har, hilarious, let’s go grumpy before the rink’s ice melts” he pulled her with him and she felt glad that she chose to wear sneakers instead of heels or else she would’ve been on the floor two pulls ago.

[chaplinfortheages]

Charlie Chaplin on set of “The Rink”, 1916. With him, famed Irish Tenor John McCormack (large gentleman to his right).

[chirpsythismorning]

how yall doing

[alltheprettyplaces]

dry spot in my throat that won’t go away my beloathed <\3

[aemiron-main]

Someone take me out back and shoot me rn. Why the fuck does el’s plaid have a way more even/gridlike pattern compared to Will’s and why is she also wearing stripes???? But not only wearing stripes, wearing stripes that are both horizontal and vertical much like plaid but are prevented from overlapping/intersecting??? And STRIPES on Will’s belt?? And the striped yellow and blue horizontal lighting behind them?? With the vertical purple and blue striped streamers right above that??? El’s dress is a lot like the lights and the streamers, horizontal vs vertical stripes that don’t intersect. AND THE CEILING OF RINK O MANIA IS LITERALLY A FUCKING WHITE GRID WHAT THE FUCKKK

and there is Something Here about el’s s1 flannel being so similar to Will’s s4 rink o mania flannel except el’S s1 flannel has more blue and Will’s has more white.

AND THEYRE IN FRONT OF GRID IMAGERY (THE WINDOWS) AND STRIPES ON THE WALL??? JUST LIKE HOW EL IS WEARING PLAID AND MIKE IS WEARING STRIPES?? MIKES STRIPES ARE EVEN GREEN LIKE THE WALL STRIPES?? LIKE THE WHITE OF THE WINDOW LEDGES AND THE BLUE OF THE GLASS. IT LITERALLY MAKES THE SAME SORT OF PLAID THAT EL IS WEARING.

IM GOING TO GO INSANE WHAT IS GOING ON WITH PLAID AND STRIPE IMAGERY. And El wearing plaid during one of the s3 milkvan makeout scenes???? If that’s the same scene where mike has a butterfly above his head I’m going to start sobbing and throwing up. especially combined with Karen wearing so much plaid. it’s very 😨 and it’s starting to match up a little too well with my current analysis

YEP!!! SOBBING AND THROWING UP!! EL WEARS PLAID IN THE SCENE WHERE MIKE HAS A BUTTERFLY BEHIND HIS HEAD. I GOTTA FINISH THAT ANALYSIS BECAUSE THIS HAS IMPLICATIONS. And the panels on the walls behind Mike making stripes… green stripes AGAIN….

And the blue, yellow and green and white grid imagery on the windows??? AND THE DISCO BALL LITERALLY BEING A FUCKING GRID??

AND THE FACT THAT THERES THE WHITE GRID CEILING AND THEN THE NAVY BLUE AND YELLOW STRIPED WALL. EXACTLY LIKE MIKE WITH HIS NAVY BLUE RUGBY SHIRT WITH A YELLOW STRIPE SND RHE GRID BEHIND HIM. AND THE “I LOVE CONTACT SPORTS” GUY AND THE FACT THAT MIKES WEARING A RUGBY SHIRT IN THAT SCENE?? WHAT IS HAPPENING. AND THE STREAMERS AT RINK O MANIA BEING THE SAME COLOUR AS THE LIGHTING IN THAT S3 MIKE SCENE???

[kellerybird]

Kinda rushed through all the goblin camp stuff and now it feels like I kinda rushed through a good part of act 1? Which is totally dumb bc I know the game doesn't advance to act 2 until I get to the shadow cursed lands.

I've still got lots to do in act 1, like auntie Ethel and waukeen's rest and all of the underdark/grymforge stuff hasn't even been touched on this run

But now that I'm facing the teifling party it feels oddly like I rushed through a lot of stuff and I can't explain why

[clericbyers]

mike asks, “why didn’t you write?” but communication is a two-way street so “because you never did,” feels like an answer well deserved. there is quiet for a moment in the space between their bodies. the world continues spinning. laughter carries through the park and the sounds of wheels on hardwood flooring and childish laughter echo through the building. silence simmers between their mouths, seeps deep into the pores of their skin as what is one to reply with concerning such an accusation? a truthful one but painful all the more for the recognition.

still, the world is spinning and time continues onward. nothingness has no right between them. neither does awkwardness or discomfort—what is there to be discomforted by when reunited once more? yet escape is quickly hinted at by a glance beyond the plastic barrier toward the skaters on the rink. she skates by laughing, joy lighting up her face in ways so rare on the best of days. a glance back across the table shows him smiling as his eyes follow her blazing trail, hypnotized by her mere presence. or no, simply her happiness. it is addicting, seeing her enjoying herself in ways she never could in hawkins.

if only mike could see that such happiness could be his if he let himself have it. he doesn’t have that despite this trip across the country. even when he twines his fingers with hers and shares a vanilla shake and laughs as if everything is alright when the seams are unraveling at all the edges. happiness could be his by reaching out a hand in the space between their bodies—so silent and charged and nothingness and everything—arm long enough to extended past half the table, leaving an opening for another hand to join it. side by side of course and never touching as is wont for people like them when under the public eye. but instead he sits on the other side of the barrier, settled in awkward tension wishing for something to give but unwilling to put down enough weight in action for it to give, which means it’s up to will now.

but perhaps such a public venue is not the location for tearing open one’s chest and passing the remains of a battered heart into the hands of a boy already known for breaking it.

yet.

it is tempting.

if just to no longer feel the way said heart slams against love-bruised ribs whenever will spills from between those lips.