#throwback thursday to this thing

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I know a few people are working hard to get older fics and artworks circulated on Thursdays as a way to bring some positive energy back to the fandom as well as circulate works that seem to slip away.

You know I'm here to reblog always, and trying to spread some positivity in a space that's growing more and more NOT happy? Count me in.

Feel free to use my banner or I know there are some others floating around out there as well. I hope you participate - you could be the reason someone smiles today, how cool is that?

For me, this week I'm reblogging quite a few, and I'm choosing to focus on some fics that bring me an immense amount of comfort. I've been having a tough time lately, and I owe these fics and authors quite a bit more than they may realize. They're listed below, and I hope you give them a chance if you haven't read them yet 💛

She's Gonna Save Me by @chechelia

"between working at the shop and taking care of maeve, eddie hasn’t done anything for himself in over fourteen months. he’s trying to change that."

When It Rains by @sweetsweetjellybean

When a storm moves over Hawkins, your neighbor stops by to check on you.

always something there to remind me by @carolmunson

ten years after the sealing of the upside-down, you and your fiance steve head to a cookout to unwind during memorial day weekend. with steve on edge after a rough half sleep full of night terrors, you hope the day can be salvaged by seeing the party and just relaxing, but a violent thunderstorm changes those plans for the worse.

Constellations by @loveshotzz

under the stars, you just want steve to kiss you.

We Tried The World by @upsidedownwithsteve

Steve Harrington gazed at you with a shockingly sincere expression, with a little furrow knitted between his brows and he asked you: “D’you wanna run away with me?” The road trip au where you’re trying to find a home.

[shinigami-striker]

Three Things For Today | Thursday, 05.09.24

Here are three things for today:

The now dissolved anime licensing company, Funimation was founded on this day exactly 30 years ago

Pac-Man Mega Tunnel Battle: Chomp Champs is available now on all major platforms (Microsoft Windows, Nintendo Switch, PS4, PS5, Xbox One, and Xbox Series X | S)

And while it was just awhile ago, Knuckles (TV series) earned the #1 spot for the most streamed original series on Paramount+

[plumycreates]

Frog Magnet 🐸✨

[queenbellamour]

[welcometololaland]

WIP Wednesday/Thursday

TK feels like he’s been asked to do a very complicated equation. “You want Carlos to invite me to his older sister’s wedding, so you can go to the wedding with his younger sister?” Elijah swallows. “Effectively, yes.” “Yeah, that was way more complicated than it needed to be,” Paul adds. “You really need to work on summarising.” “Will you do it?” Elijah asks TK hopefully, ignoring Paul. TK shakes his head. “How the fuck am I going to get Carlos Reyes, a guy who – by your own admission – isn’t looking to date anyone, to invite me to his sister’s wedding? Is he even out to his parents? You said that they’re very traditional.” “Yeah, he is,” Elijah nods. “Apparently they just don’t talk about it much, but they’re a really nice family. Look, as I said, I can pay you—” TK’s face must betray something bordering on disgust, because Elijah immediately stops talking. “Look man, I don’t need money to flirt with a hot guy in my class,” TK admits. “I’ll consider it because I’m bored and Carlos doesn’t sound interested in dating, but if something starts to feel off, I’m not pushing it. The guy doesn’t deserve to get played, especially if he’s not even fully out.” “So you’ll do it?” Elijah repeats hopefully, his eyes bright. “I never actually thought this would work, but—” “I said I’d consider it,” TK retorts. “No promises. Also, you can leave now.” “Right, sure,” Elijah stammers. “Uh— Just, text me? Oh wait, you don’t have my number.” “Don’t need it,” TK replies, sliding past Elijah and opening the door, before practically pushing him out into the hallway. “You’re familiar with smoke signals, I assume? Carrier pigeons? Two tin cans with a cord?” “What—” TK shuts the door abruptly, before turning around to find Paul gazing back at him with an infuriating smirk on his face. "You're actually going to do this?" he asks, his eyebrows halfway up his forehead. "Not planning on it," TK admits. "Although I have a strong interest in—”

“Oh, I see,” Paul says slowly, his expression wicked. “This Carlos guy is hot.” TK sighs. “You have no idea.”

[dominimoonbeam]

Throwback Thursday

Because I’m having feelings about some of my old fics...

The Lake. Asher/Babe with some Babe&David and just a ton of pack feels and drama. I remember back when I wrote this one, I was worried it would be too dark, especially the bit where Asher licks Babe’s blood of Quinn’s face. Obviously, it wasn’t and we’ve come a long way since then. I think this might have been one of my first scary Asher fics...

tags: hurt/comfort, aftermath of assault, quinn is a monster, trauma, violence, pack feels, angst

excerpt

David turned and sat, his shoulder to them so that they were still in the corner of his vision but he wasn’t staring, watching the woods around them instead. There were howls out there. He recognized them easily, comforted in his soul by the sounds of them even on a night like tonight. After a quiet minute he spoke, voice low and cautious. “I have to ask you some questions…”

Babe closed their eyes.

“You’re a part of my pack. I need to know what happened.”

Babe opened their eyes. “Am I?”

“What?”

“The pack…I mean…I’m not really…”

He turned his head to look at them squarely again. For a second, he just stared, surprised they didn’t know. How could they not know? “You are.” He should have said it sooner but sometimes he assumed things were just known. But humans needed words. They stared back at him, so painfully vulnerable. That was why he hadn’t argued about waiting for Asher. They were scared and uncomfortable in a way that was so foreign from who they were. Yes, they were obviously cold, wet, and hurt, but David didn’t have the heart to argue with them or boss them around like he might some of the others. So, he’d sit there and guard them until Asher got there—just like he would hope Asher would for Angel if they ever needed him to. “We found where the car went off the road. We found where you fought them off and then ran for the water. You swam across the lake, you know that? It’s cold and it’s a long way and you did that in the dark. You are strong and I am proud to have you in my pack. I was before and I am still.”

[whywouldyouaskthatpod]

Ep 28: Ghosts of Jell-O Past

CW: War, Poverty

"Even if you can’t cook, you can make a Jell-O dessert!” Ads promoting Jell-O in the early 1900s gladly declared the gelatin treat to be easy and quick, a delight! But things got weird in the 1950s when the jiggly food started to be introduced with a more savory profile… Join us this episode to talk about the history of gelatin desserts, the flavors, the inclusions, and the all-important Weird Food Culture that surrounded Jell-O!

If you prefer to listen on a podcast app instead of in video format, here's the embedded audio.

[greyias]

While trawling through the loooong backlog of devblog entries on SWTOR's site, in my attempt to find links to all of the little short stories in chronological order*, I found this little article/interview with Alexander Freed on the launch of the Lost Suns that has some nifty insight into how it ties into the overall narrative of the vanilla storyline.

* I know someone already did this work somewhere in the past, but damned if I can find it. My Googlefu has failed me completely.

[astral-ii]

swag girl comeback when?

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You know I'm here to reblog always, and trying to spread some positivity in a space that's growing more and more NOT happy? Count me in.

Feel free to use my banner or I know there are some others floating around out there as well. I hope you participate - you could be the reason someone smiles today, how cool is that?

This week, I'm reblogging a few artworks! This fandom is insanely talented, and I am never not in awe of the art that's created - whether it's physical art, digital, gifs, collage work, original or for a writer's work. They're listed below, and I hope you can take a look and explore the artists other work - don't forget to reblog and have a lovely day!💛

"Stranger Things - Upside Down Crew" by @captbexx

an artwork displaying Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie in season 4

"what if they were camp counselors?" by @donttellunclesam

an artwork displaying various scenes of Robin and Steve as Camp counselors

"Aimz' 3.5k Celebration: Top 10 Stranger Things Characters (as voted by my followers)" by @gil-rizzo

A gifset showing Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Joyce Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Will Byers, El Hopper, and Nancy Wheeler

"still thinking about this robin outfit" by @toktopus-art

an artwork showing Robin in that shot in season 4 from the trunk with the suspender outfit

"platonic with a capital p" by @someforeignband

a collection of collages showing Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, and Chrissy Cunningham

[cann1ballistic]

i’m SAAAD time to make severely self indulgent shit that only I care about 💃✨

[furbyfubar]

I was going through an old hard drive and found this photo of me from when I was 23. At the time I really didn't think I was good looking at all. So I'm sharing this to remind all you young ones of two important things:

• If you are young you are almost certainly better looking than you think. When you get older you will look back on photos of yourself and feel stupid for all the opportunities you squandered and regret the time you spent feeling inadequate.

• I was fucking hot!

[andyrivasart]

TBT = ThrowBack Thursday TLDW = Too Long Didn't Write long version: http://instagram.com/p/CmNKIo9ueAA/

[weirdopponent]

Port of Trieste

When the boy fell he was watching the ocean. He left his eyes open wide for seeing and taking in, for looking at the pale clouds over the moldy eggshell sky, which was likely blue but he couldn’t see that. When the boy fell, it was dawn. When the boy fell, it was forever, and the world behind him was dazed with sleep and tangled in hotel bedsheets.

As he looked at the harbor, he thought he wouldn’t be able to distinguish sky from sea, but that wasn’t quite right. The blue of the water was light and - well, watery, and clear, and filled with such depth of color, with so many things. There were boats half trapped under the surface, their lines stretching down deep to seek solitude in the silt. The reflection of his face, eyes he couldn’t meet.

He wondered if he ought be ashamed.

The boats bobbed, up and down, nodding past their noses. Some left the harbor with a drawl, slower than they looked and faster than you’d think, leaving him without an answer. He would ignore them, no matter what they said. If his teachers and parents had no agency over him, then surely the ocean and the boats did not, either. He did not care. He did not ever care.

The world was yet quiet, and Gertie was sleeping, the world tangled in her hotel bedsheets, and the boy fell. He fell as he always had, as he always would, leaving the world wondering why he’d want to drop from it when it had everything he should want to have, to be, to make.

When he lands he will be remembered by grotesque lines digging into watercolor pages, long and jagged and strange-looking. He will be remembered by the stretch of ugly sexuality, or perhaps he will not be remembered at all. The world will follow him, eventually.

But for now, he falls, and he ignores the boats bobbing “yes, yes, yes”.

[hoodie-buck]

thirsty throwback thursday

rules: post something from an old work, maybe a wip you never finished or a passage you really love from a published fic (or for thirsty thursday, share some smut!)

thought it would be a good time to bring this gem back since it fits both of the things i was tagged in 😌 thanks lovelies for all the tags 💙 @dickley-buddie @blaidddrwg1982 @mansikkaomenabanaani @ronordmann @loveyourownsmiilee @rogerzsteven @imsupposedtobewritting @prettyboyandthekid @onward--upward

the slutty shirt

He went to go tell Eddie, nearly stopping dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him. Apparently, it wasn’t just a shirt.

The dark blue of it complimented Eddie’s skin tone perfectly, not to mention the way it hung low on his neck, putting his St. Christopher’s necklace on display. It also showed off part of the bandaging, which Buck wasn’t thrilled about, but it was a solid reminder of why they were here.

The only thing worse than the stupid shirt were the words Eddie spoke to him. They were so earnest, raw—Buck couldn’t focus on anything else, losing track of Eddie’s wardrobe altogether.

Because, Evan.

He’d nearly forgotten about the shirt after that day, pushing it from his mind completely. That was until Eddie wore it again, a few months later.

i’m pretty sure everyone’s been tagged, but in case not @fearlessdiaz @justsmilestuffhappens @honestlydarkprincess @panicatthediaz @madneyandbuddie @eddiediazisascorpio @daughterofbuddie @brewrosemilk @buddierights

[crazy-form]

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