#we talked about erica and monster-proofing scoops

[boydykedoctor]

i wrote this immediately after i got home from the NYC stranger things experience so it's kind of shitty but here's a summary:

you basically come in for a “sleep experiment” in the rainbow room as a test subject. the position of this event in the timeline of ST is super fuzzy and unclear and that's because it would make no sense if it was part of the actual story. it's basically an opportunity for self-insert fanfic in which the party members, Owens, and Brenner have one-sided conversations with you.

everyone in the sleep experiment group happens to have “powers," and we're sorted into three sections: I think they were physical (red), psychic (blue), and intuition (yellow)? Or something? Physical ppl (me) had telekinesis, psychic people could freeze things, and intuition could create visions (like kali) and mess with lights if i recall correctly. one by one, each group gets to do a little pose--like El holding up her hand--as a special effect, like a coke can getting crushed or "vision" spiders crawling around on the wall, occurs

Brenner finds out we have powers and tries to capture us by sending us off for more tests. (there's an actor who plays the scientist running you through the experiment, but then there's a hologram-like screen that shows the real Matt Modine talking to us and doing his creepy Papa thing)

When we move deeper into the lab, we hear Dustin and Erica in a vent, and they say that their friends El and Max are in danger in the Upside Down. Max went in by herself (i genuinely can't remember why. someone help.) and El went in after to rescue her. Now everyone else has to rescue them. The typical stuff. Will, Mike, and Lucas are in some other room of the lab, able to see what’s happening with cameras and tell us what to do/how to use our powers. there's a very cool effect with frosted doors and demodogs throwing themselves at the glass/blood spattering/doctors dying horrible deaths/etc. we run around for a bit as the party members mess with electronics to help get us out, and then we open a portal and go through to the UD.

we eventually find Max in the Upside Down (the woodsy part) and she talks to us, tells us she shouldn’t have gone off exploring on her own. El shows up but has trouble using her powers against the demodogs and demogorgons bc she’s been fighting for so long. we all give her our ~magical power energy~ (which feels odd and not like something that would be possible in canon but whatever). she's able to fight off the monsters and close the portal.

somehow this boots us out of the UD and into the normal Hawkins woods. everyone in the party shows up and thanks us and tells us we’re friends now. it’s cute. will is the only one who basically doesn’t do or say anything interesting, which is because we're strangers to him and he's shy but he's my fave okay :Y

all the scenes with the party are played by the real actors! they do some fun 3D stuff in the UD to make it look like everyone is standing in the room with you. except for at one point El is an in-the-flesh actor who has to lipsync to MBB's voice. i don't know why they did that but they did.

Oh i forgot one of the doctors who did the intro bits was extremely funny bc her only job was to stand there and stare at you creepily while her more gregarious counterpart explained what was going to happen. loved her.

there were a bunch of fun little details but i didn't get photos (phones were illegal. shout out to whoever got that shot of will, mike, and lucas) and my memory is shit :/ anybody else who went can feel free to add onto this post or correct me!

[wheelersdealer]

Just a Swirl

Request: Can I get an nsfw headcanon (if you want it to be) where you’re Robin’s sister but you’ve been close with Steve since middle school and you’re dating him, so you stop by Scoops Ahoy regularly to see both of them. Steve goes on break and the both of you head to the back and you end up making out or giving him a blowjob while Robin’s working up front? - @steve-is-a-damn-good-babysitter.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Buckley!Reader A/n: I hope you get just as disturbed as Steve by the euphemisms. Enjoy!

Robin has an eye for impending interactions. She can sense a giddy girl and what made her so giddy from a mile away without any other indication in sight. And when the news would come out mid-class in a boisterous (hilarious, though embarrassing) display she could only bite her lip and huff, knowing she knew the whole time.

Try as you may…you cannot escape your sister’s keen understanding.

Sure, you may ‘skip’ into Scoops Ahoy every so often to keep both of them company during their break. And you may shoot the same sly smirk both her and Steve's way every so often, never letting favoritism or relations keep you from keeping it real…

But she knows.

From the moment you come in with your hair simply tucked behind your ears, and your eyes set a bit too intentionally on hers to keep a very obvious balance to the attention you give both of them…she knows.

“Just on time! I’m on break,” Steve says, clapping his hands. “Wanna join me?” He does a little dance backward into the break-room. Robin looks down at the counter and chuckles to herself. The poor lad’s completely oblivious.

“Sure!” You say, so, so innocently. Robin wiggles her brows into some corner where she’s sure there has to be a camera watching for the real lives of Scoops Ahoy employees.

Now, you do not entire the backroom with the surefire knowledge that you are going to do to Steve…what you are going to do, but it has been on the back of your mind. He's been tense lately, waiting for his Henderson kid to come home and waiting for Erica and her friends to contaminate all the sample spoons, and waiting for the next round of “How Will You Save the World This Time!”

You usually spend his break just talking, letting him vent, letting him share his whacky entrepreneurial ideas, him begging for you to give him the juicy deets about your old classmates since you still mingle in that category.

But when most of that fun stuff happens, you two are sitting and enjoying a small bowl of ice cream that he prepares minutes before he goes on break.

He didn't make the ice cream this time, and instead, he's standing and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Jackpot…or maybe some other victorious term.

“So! Go on, tell me about your day!” You chirp.

Steve’s so reminded of how cursed his day was he doesn’t notice you drop to your knees and smile up at him. It’s an innocent smile like you’re genuinely curious. Well, you are, but you also have your hands around the rim of his pants and if he had been noticing that, he’d label your smile as more sensual than sweet.

“Oh gosh,” he sputters, “where do I start? Okay um, well—“ his hair bounces along with his head, which shows just how hard he’s trying to juggle which story gave him the biggest headache.

“OH! I got it,” he snaps his fingers, “I got it. We have this group of gross little preppy teenagers, alright? If you thought Erica and her friends coming in every day for samples was bad, well guess what. This is some national chain and one of the kid’s cousin or brother or something works at another location where he read in the freaking workers manual how technically as many samples can be given as they ask, as long as they buy the ice cream afterward if they go above asking for three samples. But the thing is — how the hell am I supposed to know if they’re going to buy the ice cream afterward! It’s not like I can rip their money from their pockets and throw a freaking…” he scoffs and crosses his arms, “cone of U.S. S. Butterscotch at them and call it a da—AAAYYYYY o-KAY!”

He only got the gist and understood the strange breathability of his privates when you ran your tongue on the underside of it. And his first response is to make that noise (to your annoyance and to a curious and mildly disturbed perk in Robin’s ears) and try to push your hands away, but that process just resulted in him gripping himself and making him more shocked and flustered.

You chuckle and roll your eyes at him.

He’s stuck, cheeks full of the air he can’t get out of his mouth.

After breathlessly sputtering an incoherent question, he spasms and seems to ‘reset’ his comprehension. “WHAT—“ then he thinks of Robin and with a stretch in his groin he whispers to you, “What are you doing?!”

You pout, hopping a bit while still sitting on your calves. “C’mon Steve,” you rub his arm, “I’m helping you out. This job stresses you out, just let loose a little.”

“This job does not—“ He nervously looks to the wall. Just behind it is Robin. He groans and fumbles again, pushing your hands away from his junk and struggling to pull his bottoms back on. “Does not stress me out. Sometimes it’s just that people are douchebags and my dad said retail sucks and is for suckers and okay maybe—maybe I think about that sometimes and how, who knows, I could be at college right now. But it’s not-it’s not….” He takes a breath. “Okay after saving the universe from an inter-dimensional monster once or twice, trust me Y/n…this isn’t stressful.”

You twist your lips and look off to the side while you think about that. Yes, that was stress….but more of the post-traumatic kind, not the “I need a quick cheer up and I’ll be fine” kind.

So you roll your eyes and just look at Steve. It’s this look he thinks is kind of condescending but also like you’re silently judging him. Like you know what's best for him like you’re just worried for him (God, he tremors thinking back to all of those types of conversations), all the soft and sorrowful looks, basically.

It’s not that he doesn’t want it…he’s just iffy about getting it like…right now.

He runs his hand through his hair (pictures of his hand there while his other is in your hair runs through his mind and he closes his eyes tight) and takes a breath.

You smile at the obvious internal struggle.

“C’mon Steve…” you sit on your knees, clawing softly at his stupid little shorts. “Just a swirl? Not just for you, but for me?”

He dares to open his eyes.

Damn you Y/n Buckley for the way you stick your tongue out and for making him feel like the absolute KING he only figured existed in bad 70s porn movies.

He looks to the wall again. And right in the middle are the sliding doors. If Robin so dares to crack it open just a bit, or god-forbid the wood is something like balsa and not nearly as secure as it makes you believe, he's out of here for voyeurism or synonymous with the guy that made suspicious noises in the back room of Scoops Ahoy before coming right back out.

His head bounces around. You think it’s a nod but it also looks like a shake. And he says something but it's all soft and wispy and you squint, slowly sitting back down on your calves and waiting for him to snap out of his shy schtick. While adorable, c’mon and hurry up here, you’re just trying to suck his dick.

“Steve?” You question.

“Yes! Fine! Just—“ he throws his hand to the wall. You understand the stakes. “M-Make it quick?”

This is one of his fantasies but he never imagined the potential consequences of a fantasy like this.

You wiggle your brows and Steve gets comfortable against the wall. He’s totally down. He just doesn’t want to get fired, or again, come out mid-moan in an effort to prove his girlfriend wasn’t going to town, only to find himself among two parents and their kids damn-well old enough to understand what’s going on.

You start to suck him off, starting around the head as usual and going agonizingly slow and rolling your tongue over his head. You know he said this was a quick one and it will be a quickie but you’re not about to jeopardize the flow of pleasure by skipping out on transitions.

Your lips are plump and in the yellowing light of the Scoops Ahoy backroom, they’re shiny too. You’re glowing, really, looking straight out of one of those movies. You hold yourself up by pressing your hands to his thighs. He thinks it's cute but the pressure around the whole area and the visuals (so very overwhelming) makes Steve bump his head back against the wall. It’s such a short part of the experience but he’s already hard as a rock and while his hips aren’t urging to jut up and hit the roof of your mouth or blow a load, the anticipation of wanting you to hurry up and let him blow a load is prominent in the back of his mind…which makes it all that harder for him to not blow a load.

You grip at the base of his shaft as you keep going, speeding up and even putting in the effort to roll your neck up so he can get a really good point of view shot with each stroke you give him. To get this going along faster, there are sounds. He can hear them, the squelches of saliva on your lips and in your cheeks. And gosh he loves them, but he doesn’t like this mall's less-than-thick walls.

Somewhere in his mind, he thinks that making it harder for sounds to come from your throat will be a natural sound-proofing.

He’s wrong and now he's pushing on your head and you’re deep-throating him, still swirling your tongue over him like you would have even if he wasn't completely sheathed in you. He thought he was as deep as you can go, but when you make the effort it's when he can feel the curve of your throat and the way it feels so, so good.

He has his teeth in his lips and fist to his mouth trying to keep quiet. And he works on getting his body to stop spasming his head and hips back into the wall. It makes a thud he’s positive Robin can hear, and it incites him to whimper curses at himself into his palm which isn’t fleshy enough for you to be deaf to it at least.

You give him a bit of a break, pulling him out (there’s that slurp, slow and satisfying), giving a smile, then going again at a regular pace, moving your head forward and back, forward and back. He pokes into your cheek and you allow it, working your tongue up his shaft. You let him lead again (slightly) and he bobs your head for you, giving you intervals where you can and can’t breathe on his account. You gag but you enjoy how your mouth burns with the friction.

Steve tangles his hand in your hair and just lets you do what you’re doing (guiding minimally). Now he knows if anybody’s going to get you caught, it’s him.

Well, apparently him realizing that was a fuckin' joke.

Cause, why God, Steve hears Robin walking around up front. There was no reason for her to be walking around (he wondered if there was even space), she was just pacing and ugh she was probably waiting for you to get it done with.

With a quick “Shit!” Steve hisses, he pulls himself out of your mouth (a shiver goes up his spine at how slick it is) then goes ahead and fists his cock. He puts his head against the wall again while still trying to crane his neck and look at you. There you are on your knees with your mouth open and tongue stuck out. Steve closes his eyes for a moment before letting out a stream of cum onto your tongue and a series of soft moans from his mouth.

He finds himself both fascinated for getting away with this and also disgusted.

But the thrill of completion gets an extra kick to it thanks to those circumstances.

He wonders if you two aught to go again so you can get something out of it. But you seem perfectly content, swallowing all of it and smirking at Harrington’s exhausted self and hopping to your feet. You pull his briefs and shorts up for him, holding onto his waist and giving him a quick kiss.

You give very little space between his lips. He starts to chuckle, cause he really just did that. And just as you lean in for another kiss (it would be more passionate this time, he thought, more satisfying), you whisper, “Wash your hands,” still with a sensual tone, and give him another peck.

Skipping out of the backroom you give Robin an innocent smile. Her tongue is to her cheek and when Harrington finally stumbles out in the middle of violently drying his hands with a paper towel, she raises her brows.

And Steve deflates knowing she's never gonna live this down.

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[flohamilton]

can I request robin x female reader where the reader had been working at the video store before robin and Steve get jobs there and she’s a huge conspiracy theorist (not on the level of Murray tho lmao) and she has all these whack theories about Hawkins and what actually happened at the mall and then somehow she gets involved and the scoops troop + reader have to fight a demodog and she’s freaking out after and robin kisses her to calm her down ??

Conspiracy Theories 

Robin Buckley x reader 

Warnings: A little demodog action, fluff, I didn’t proof read oops, this also turned out way longer than I anticipated!!

Hi anon!! Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy!! I’m so sorry it took me so long, I've never written a robin x reader so I was lacking inspiration for a little while, but it’s finally done!!

(This also doesn’t follow any specific point in time, it’s just some point after the events of season 3) 

"Okay my guess is aliens." You stated proudly whilst putting vhs tapes back onto their rightful shelf.

"Guess for what?" Robin asked, looking up from her pile of papers on the front counter.

"For why Starcourt was literally demolished. Aliens came down from outer space and blasted the damn building to bits and pieces." You explained intently, abandoning your vhs tapes.

"Nice try, y/n. You have no clue what your talking about." Robin scoffed, shaking her head and returning to her work.

"Okay fine then, what about reptile people? Yes that's it! Reptile people invaded the mall and destroyed it!"

"You might as well just give up now, champ, your theories are crazy and no one will ever really know what happened to starcourt." Robin said rolling her eyes.

The two of you had been playing this game for a while. When Robin and Steve got their jobs at the video store w after Starcourt was mysteriously closed down due to "Russian interference" (which you were absolutely not buying), you had become curious as to what really happened. There had to be some supernatural otherworldly reason that the mall was mysteriously shut down and you were bound to figure it out. Robin was the perfect person to find answers from because she had worked at Scoops Ahoy, the ice cream parlor inside of the mall's food court. There was no way she didn't have any information, so you had been pestering her for the past two weeks, trying to get her to crack. First you had guessed the illuminati, then the black market, now this week aliens and reptile people. You were getting closer and you knew it. You needed to know.

"Why are you so gung-ho about trying to find some conspiracy on why Starcourt closed. There were Russians spying on the government for information and the military took them down, and destroyed the mall in the process. What's so hard to understand about that?" Robin questioned.

"There's no way Russians would come all the way to Hawkins just to spy on the United States government. There has to be some bigger reason."

"You're full of shit, y/n." Robin said, shaking her head with a smirk.

These past few weeks had been the best weeks of your life with Robin, she made life so interesting and made you hate you job a little less. You had to admit that you were developing feelings for Robin and you could tell she was feeling the same way. It was exciting and scary all at the same time. Neither of you had talked about it, but it was obvious that the two of you constantly flirted with each other. Even Steve noticed.You decided to just let it happen, and a conversation would eventually come if it needed to. But for now you were extremely happy.

Suddenly Steve bursted through the doors of the video store followed by Dustin and Erica, who for some reason were constantly hanging around Steve. "WE HAVE A CODE RED, ROBIN." Steve shouted

"What dingus, why are you yelling so loud?" Robin asking, rubbing her temples

"Its back." He simply said.

"What? What's back?" Robin questioned.

"It."

All the while you were standing in shock and confusion. What was "it" and why was Steve so distraught about it?|

"We have to go, c'mon Robin, the other kids need our help!" Steve said, dragging Robin out from behind the counter.

"Yeah we have to hurry!" Dustin yelled heading towards the door.

"I am so confused, but I am coming with you guys." You said, following them all to the door.

"NO!" Robin and Steve shouted in unison.

"You really don't want to get yourself mixed up in this stuff, y/n, you don't have a clue." Robin said seriously, shaking her head.

"This all has to do with starcourt doesn't it?" You asked, and Robin stayed quiet. IT IS!! I KNEW IT!" You shouted. "I"m coming, you can't stop me."

"We don't have time for this bull, we have to go NOW." Erica shouted, catching the attention of everyone.

"Fine, c'mon y/n, but it is not my fault if you die. I'm just saying." Robin said, as she followed Steve and the kids to his car.

No one had said anything in the twenty minute ride and you were beginning to wonder what you had gotten yourself into. You were currently on a gravel back road in the middle of the woods and things were looking sketchy.

Suddenly the tress began to rustle, as it a fierce wind was blowng them, despite the perfectly calm weather outside. You also heard distinct growling noises from all directions around the car.

"Okay that's not good. ," Steve said, putting his car in park and assessing the area.

"You don't think that's-" Robin began.

"That's exactly what it think it is." Steve said as if somehow reading Robin's mind. You were in the back seat with Dustin and Erica looking around frantically trying to fine some sort of answer to the confusion you were feeling. What was blowing the trees so strongly? Where was the growling coming from? Why was everyone so nervous?

"Can someone please explain what is going on?"

Before anyone could give you an answer, you were met with a loud thud on the roof of Steve's car and a large indentation forming, visible enough to see from the inside of the car.

"What the hell was that?" You asked frantically.

"That was a dog." Dustin answered uncomfortably. "Uh Steve if you wouldn't mind I think you should drive away now."

Before Steve could even put his car into drive, a large, dog-sized, slimy, slug like creature jumped onto the front of the car, leaving a large crack through the car's windshield.

"We have to the out of here!" Erica shouted next to you in the back seat.

"For the love of God drive Steve!" Robin said, scanning the area outside of the car.

"I have a plan." Steve said, suddenly flooring the car, sending you all forward with momentum. As the car moved forward the "dogs" rolled of the car and onto the ground. Before they could get up and attack again, Steve quickly put the car into reverse and then drive and ran the dogs over. The sound of them being smashed under the tires was enough to make your stomach tense with nausea.

"There's another one coming!" Dustin shouted and pointed at a dog coming full speed from the woods.

"I got this one!" Steve said, pulling out a baseball bad with nails sticking out of all angles that you somehow hadn't noticed before. He quickly jumped out of the car and as the dog approached him, he began beating the shit out of it. Continuously pounding the bat into its body until it lay lifeless on the ground. You watched in horror as the chaos unfolded before you. Once Steve had successfully killed the small monster, he looked up and gave you all a thumbs up of approval.

"I think its safe now. I don't hear anymore growling. You guys come check this thing out!" Steve said with excitement.

You hesitantly got out of the car and carefully walked to there the master was, following closely behind Robin.

"Shit dingus, you really killed those things. Nice job." Robin said.

You were still baffled with confusion, not understanding how Steve knew the exact way to kill these things, what the dogs were, and why Robin, Steve, Dustin, and Erica were all connected to them.

"Guys this is very cool and all, but can someone please explain what is going on?" Before anyone could even begin to answer you, you were met with a loud growl and a dog running out from the woodbine again. "Guys look out!" You shouted, but before you could do anything else, the creature had pounced on you and began to bite at your shoulder, causing you to scream out in pain. Before the dog could cause anymore harm to you, Steve kicked the thing off of you and began mercilessly beating it with his nail bat, successfully killing it after a few moments.

"Oh my god, what just happened?" You questioned as Robin knelt down beside you to help you sit up. You began breathe heavily, tearing leaking from you eyes.

"I promise I'll explain everything to you, but first you have to calm down. Its all okay now, they're all dead, y/n, I promise." Robin said, squeezing your hand tightly. "You're okay, I got you" She said, pulling her tightly into her chest, rubbing you back. "Is your shoulder hurt too bad?" She asked, looking down at your injury.

You shook your head, "No, it's just a little scratched up." You said, still breathing heavily.

"Woah! "You're tough as nails, y/n. A literal monster just attacked you and you're 'just a little scratched up'." She said mocking your words.

You let out a sob, still overwhelmed with the events that had just unfolded.

"Hey, don't cry, it really hurts to see you hurt," Robin said, looking deeply into your eyes, wiping a stray tear away. She began to lean in, you mirrored her movements exactly until your lips lightly met somewhere in the middle. She kissed you softly for a moment before pulling away.

"Wow." She said, "I've been wanting to do that for a while." She said with a soft smile.

"Yeah me too." You signed, looking down, a blush coming over your face.

"You know I'm kinda crazy about you, right?"

You nodded your head and giggled, "The feeling is mutual."

The two of you sat in blissful silence for a few seconds until Steve coughed with discomfort. "This is all very charming and sweet, but I think we should get out of here right about now."

"Yeah that would probably be for the best, dingus, let's get out of here." Robin said, helping you to your feet and into the car.

"Now that this is all over with could someone please explain what is happening?" You asked, confusion coursing through your veins as Steve drove away from the murder scene.

"Yeah, we probably should explain, huh?" Steve said with a sigh.

And so the scoops troop  began telling you the entire story from the beginning. Who El was, her powers, Will, the gate,  and the demogorgan and all of its dogs. How they had battled it three times now and it was still coming back stronger than ever.

"So that's why the Russians were in the mall, because they were creating a new gate?" You asked, finally putting the pieces together.

"Yes, now you can finally stop pestering me every day with your crazy conspiracy theories." Robin smirked, grabbing your hand and squeezing it tightly, happy to have you in one piece.

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[imthejokercard]

STRANGER THINGS 3 SPOILERS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

So as I watched the newest season of Stranger things I jotted down the things I took note of and loved and just felt. In order as they happened

Here they are

MOM STEVE

“Hey dingus, your children are here” ITS CANON

“Oh really?” *continues flipping the light switch harder* *lights come back on* “let there be light”

Will’s PTSD😢

The cat bobble head in the car and Dustin’s mom looks longingly at it💕💕 RIP

Hopper getting parenting advice from Joyce

Robin giving Steve a strike out board with girls

“Maybe I’ll just kill Mike, I’m chief of police I can cover it up”

ELEVEN’S OUTFITS AND HAIR💕😍

Billy and Mrs. Wheeler🤮🤮

STEVE AND DUSTIN ASDFGHJKL I WILL DIE

“How many children are you friends with?”

MAX AND EL, MAX AND EL, MAX AND EL

MAX AND EL SHOPPING, MAX AND EL SHOPPING

Oh my days just let Will play D&D

“And I only have $3.50 so it’s hard” big mood

“I’m the chief of police”

Just. Let. Will. Play. D. &. D.

Will is the most precious I cannot

Hopper Hangover™

Hopper didn’t even get dried off before he started getting dressed and I’m upset

Dustin’s believes all evil Russians are tall, blonde, and don’t smile

Steve deserves the best (not Nancy) and I believe that Robin is the best

YOU IDIOTS JUST STOP BEING MEAN TO WILL HES TRYING TO HELP YOU

WILL DESERVES THE WORLD

Get it Robin, you go girl crack that code

As much as I hate Nancy these work men of hers realllllly suck

Joyce and Hopper’s friendship is amazing and it needs to stay a friendship that’s the tea

Will struggling with loosing the only friends and the closest friends he has is hard and hits my heart. I love that boy

These poor deputies never have a clue what is going on and they probably think that they are crazy

Are there any managers at the Scoop Ahoy? Or anyone else who actually works there??

Why does everyone always say that someone is schizophrenic when something crazy happens

What is Hopper wearing🤦🏻‍♀️

I love that Hopper picks up the Mayors name plate when he talks to him

HOPPER BLACK MAILS THE MAYOR

also the mayor did cocaine

AND THE MAYOR BLACK MAILS BACK

“Who ya callin? The police?” THE SASS JOYCE💕

Is Hopper seriously about to cut the mayors finger off?!

“I think Tom was on drugs”

“No color bones remember?”

“Oh yeah he’s got some disease .... cryo -cry- something he’s missing bones and stuff he can bend like gumbo”

“TOUCH MY BUTT I DONT CARE”

Lucas’s sister is so so so annoying

These kids are seriously too mature they are going through too much at this age ugh the need a childhood

Steve being completely relieved when Erica made it to the place safely ♥️ I’m soft

“If you die, I die” 🖤🖤AHHHHH

Nancy sees this lady’s heart rate going up so fast but does nothing???????????

Billy. Is. A. Psycho.

Therefore....^^...Dacre Kayd Montgomery-Harvey deserves an Oscar for this (or Emmy or whatever)

SHE THREW HIM THROUGH A BRICK WALL

“My groin, I fell on my groin, DUSTIN!”

Poor Hopper did not need this Russian man to beat the living daylights out of him (again) but alas

AND POOR JOYCE a machine gun?! Really?!

MAX AND EL, MAX AND EL, MAX AND EL

“Redirect your stream please“

“Seatbelts” *puts two kids in the trunk*

Dude I am loving Alexi

Alexi is just sippin his slushy😊🥤

JOYCE IS A QUEEN

STEVE DID THAT. HE WON HIS FIGHT! AGAINST A RUSSIAN SOLDIER NO LESS! Go big or go home

All these fight scenes are awesome

I just love how the Steve and Robin team are just pushing Russian guards out of their way as they are running

This receptionist lady is a mood!

This flesh monster reminds me of Hubert Cumberdale The Real Live Flesh Boy

DANG EL

Dustin and Erica’s nerd conversation

She spit in his face I REPEAT she SPIT in his FACE

“Brain damage isn’t real Mike made it up”

“Look to your right” *looks to his left* big mood

*faced with a large dangerous looking needle* “DID YOU EVEN CLEAN THAT THING?”

Robin and Steve calling scary Russians morons

Ohmydays Steve’s little I told you so shrug ugh I’m dead

I stan High!Steve and High!Robin

Okay so Murray just telling them to pull over and rip their clothes off to get it over with ...A+

Max skateboards so she is an expert in deep gauging wounds

Robin trying to explain the title of Back to the Future to High!Steve

I’m calling it now, Lucas’s fireworks plan is what saves the day

Okay the talking in the bathroom....Steve isn’t talking about Robin and I’m scared

Okay he was, phew

Dang it, I liked them together

ALEXI NO

I love watching with subtitles *men groan* *carnival music plays*

YOU KNEE THAT MAYOR IN THE BALLS

😂that guy in the background after Joyce punches the mayor “yeah, lady!”

HOPPER GOING DOWN THE SLIDE🤣

Suzie is going to be a Russian just wait

DEM BULLET PROOF VESTS AINT GONNA STOP A CAR

Murray can’t handle the fact that these kids are smarter than him

If Joyce feeping dies I’m going to lose it

“A solid B, which is laudable, given the situation and time constraints” is my new excuse for anything (especially school)

Scoops Troop😍😍

El is pushing herself too hard. Baby we know you CAN do it but that doesn’t mean you should

I love it, they are sending their only Russian speaker away, real smart

Joyce’s Hopper impression is spot on

I stan Detective Byers

YES STEVE ! YAS HIT THAT CAR FIGHT THAT BILLY

SuZiE

FIREWORKS 💥 CALLED IT

BILLY NO

El did NOT just lose her father

Joyce just can’t catch a break

Oh NOW the Calvary arrives

They showed a picture of Barb!

They aren’t bad singers

El doesn’t have powers anymore?

He just called himself her dad I’m going to cry