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thatswife · 14 days ago
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lumaxramblings · 2 years ago
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joseph-munson · 2 years ago
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Eddie: I've been expecting you, Steve.
Steve: How did you do that without turning around?
Eddie: Let's just say the first few people I did that to were not you.
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fandsart · 2 years ago
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Brenner
"I buy this incredible cake to brighten up the heavy mood but all the people chained up in the basement want is 'freedom'. Why do I try?"
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angelbymadonna · 2 years ago
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original by @/angelsystems
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I tried to get shots with the best facial expressions. you're welcome :3
credits to @bmo-2143 for this perfect textpost!!
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demi-god77 · 3 months ago
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shieldofiron · 1 month ago
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What else are nephews for?
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pyschologicalrocketgirl · 2 years ago
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okay but this would be a beautiful parallel for so many reasons other than just being gutwrenching, you are a genius. the significance that clothes has to El in relation to her autonomy, and how she expresses herself with it throughout the seasons is so intentional just overall. And we know her going shopping with Max for the first time in s3 is the first time El wasn't emulating other people in her choice of expression. But even more than that, we see how the people she tried to emulate were greatly intertwined with how she tried to see herself. When El is given the pink dress and the wig by Mike in season 1, there isn't really a conscious decision on her part for what she is wearing, only that they are 'girl clothes' and that there are no certain ways to act in relation to the world around her, things that have to do with being a girl, which in a lot of ways she didn't really get to experience, but it's clear that she wants to, and so the style of dress matches that want. In season 2, she wears a lot of boyish clothes, a result of Hopper no doubt picking clothes he can find that will fit her, and later, when she meets Kali, she wants to be like her, in control of her powers, in control of the people who've hurt her, and her wearing what Kali would wear mimics that. In season 3, Max takes El shopping, making the deliberate choice to actively seek clothes that define who El is outwardly, and for the first time, El doesn't have to see it as an expression to act around. She no longer has to act in accordance with what she is wearing and who she is with, she can be herself because that's how she's using clothing. So to have a direct parallel to that moment, knowing El now more than ever has to know who she is in order to face Vecna, and knowing she has to use what Max has taught her with it, without Max really being there, it's a devastating reminder to El of what she's lost and in that same vein, who she is, because ultimately that's what she's been trying to figure out. Also, just the inherent way that El always wanted to experience girlhood, we can see it when she watches tv in season 1 and she wants to be loved the way she sees the couple on tv being in love, and how Max was the first person she got to be a girl with, without the weight of her being so young and facing all that she faced. She just got to be a girl at the mall with a friend :(
it’s s5 and they’re in the apocalypse and they’re on a supply run and el is there and they’re in like a goodwill or a donation center and they’re looking for clothes and el is like examining the garments and running her fingers along the fabric and it’s like a callback to s3 but in a very fucking sad way bc max is still in a coma and everything is grey and muted and depressed bc vecna/henry/one is stupid and mean to everyone for NO GOOD REASON let her live pls
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thatswife · 21 days ago
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Lesson #1: Never watch a Hallmark movie with Billy.
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lumaxramblings · 2 years ago
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joseph-munson · 2 years ago
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Robin: Truth or dare?
Steve: Dare.
Robin: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.
Steve: Hey Nancy?
Nancy, blushing: Yeah?
Steve: Can you move? I'm trying to get to Eddie.
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pyschologicalrocketgirl · 2 years ago
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Will and Mike holding hands when they were younger because they were each other’s playground buddy. Will and Mike holding hands until one of them pulls away, looks around and makes the call that it’s too childish to do that, too weird for a reason they cant place, Will only just starting to notice that the whispering from adults, the names he doesn’t quite understand yet, are directed towards him. Will and Mike brushing hands at the movies or passing food to each other that summer in ‘85, where neither know who’s hand inched closer but both moving away like they’d been burned. Will and Mike in the spring of ‘86, in the van where the space is so cramped but every inch between them feels like a galaxy apart, and there’s an unplaced pit in the stomach, an electric brush of the fingers, the passing of a painting, digging the hole deeper as a bandaid rips in two. Mike and Will, moments before Will goes down to the Upside Down, Mike’s death grip on Will’s hand, knowing he can’t ask Will not to go, but making him promise he’ll come back alive. Will and Mike after it’s all over, making eye contact from across the way and giving each other a soul crushing hug, neither of them commenting on the way Mike has his fingers wrapped around Will’s hands, that are still shaking. Mike and Will in Mike’s basement playing video games, just the two of them, something built between them for months, for longer, finally spilled over when they graze pinkies, when Mike’s hand hovers over so they’re palm to palm against the couch, and Will turns his hand over tentatively to interlock their fingers. When there’s a beat of silence as they look at each other, searching for assurance and holding back smiles as they half-heartedly try and get back to the game, unwilling to lodge their hands away from each other. When the only thing separating them now is the place where their knuckles and wrists meet, and only there. When they’ve found their way back home to each other after they’ve learned how unbearable it is to live without the other.
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muduus · 3 months ago
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the party ⚔️🛡️ 🏹 🗡️
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thewisewill80sbyers · 7 days ago
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multiple variations, original by @localtransvamp
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