#what are the odds

[shopwitchvamp]

My tattoo artist lil brother (@/littlestbigtop on IG) had an interesting chance encounter out in the wild the other day 😲

[pinkflames]

Grian finding out Scar triple tnt minecart killed him in the last session:

[bobafetts-princess]

If I had two nickels for each time an Ewan McGregor character fell in love with a woman named Satine I’d only have two nickels.

Which isn’t a lot.

But it’s weird that it happened twice

[orangechickenpillow]

I love how Ryan thought "What do I hate more than anything? Ghost hunting in scary places" and then he saw Shane and was like "that guy thinks ghosts are baloney and won't shut up about it" and then he.... decided to make a ghost hunting show with those ingredients

[djarinvettel]

i am begging that crosshair has the opportunity to say “miss me” this season like he did in clone wars

[cookinguptales]

I've been listening to ancient greek music a lot lately and this is the album art for one of the albums I've been listening to on spotify:

and I was at the met museum a few days ago and while I was wandering through the bronze age section I see...

this guy!!!

and I was just like !!!!!!!! IT'S BLORBO FROM MY SONGS!!!!!!!

[tim-lucy]

top 10 the rookie relationships (as voted by the fandom): #1. tim bradford and lucy chen “You don’t let anyone ever tell you you can’t do something. Not even me.”

[alexturner2005]

sometimes i think about how when i saw tame impala in 2018 a security guard handed me a setlist and then some girl ran up behind me and shoved me down and took it, and then in 2019 i saw them again at a different festival, and somehow ended up standing next to the SAME GIRL and her sister, and a security guard handed me a setlist AGAIN and the sister ripped it out of my hands and gave it to her sister, aka the girl who shoved me over for it the year before 😭

[chiriwritesstuff]

Not Pedro posting that same guy who dances to old school Filipino music on his IG stories like how I posted a few days ago… I almost had a brain aneurysm for real OMFG

[viejospellejos]

No puede ser 🤣

[ohnonotthehorrors]

'wow Grian really does just pull people in to his fishing shenanagins huh?" Scars stopped in the middle of a stream to fish with him :).

Oh. Oh no.

Oh Scar.'

[harringroveera]

Traumatized gay + Bi disaster

[starryeyedjanai]

you see better when you're looking Word Count: 16k Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Teen Pairing: Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson Character(s): Chrissy Cunningham, Eddie Munson

Summary: Chrissy doesn't know what she’s doing. She really doesn't know what she’s doing. She puts the car in park and tries to calm her nerves. It’s going to be fine. She’ll knock on the door and Eddie will sell her sleeping pills and she’ll finally, finally be able to sleep through the night. She has nothing to worry about. or—who knew going to the town’s local drug dealer for sleeping pills would lead Chrissy to finding so much more than just a good night’s rest?

Tags:  Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Summer, after high school graduation, Recreational Drug Use, Eddie Munson's Guitar, Friendship, Friendship Bracelets, Flirting, Chrissy Cunningham Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, First Kiss, Making Out, Fluff

Art by @inflomora-art Fic by @starryeyedjanai Beta'd by @annanevermore

excerpt under the cut!

Chrissy doesn't know what she’s doing.

She really doesn't know what she’s doing.

She puts the car in park and tries to calm her nerves.

It’s going to be fine. She’ll knock on the door and Eddie will sell her sleeping pills and she’ll finally, finally be able to sleep through the night. She has nothing to worry about.

She gets out of her car and walks up to the door of Eddie’s trailer, looking around before she knocks on the door.

The door swings open after a minute and Eddie looks at her for a beat like he’s not sure what he’s actually seeing is true.

“Chrissy Cunningham. Do my eyes deceive me?” Eddie has a smirk on his face and Chrissy gulps.

“Your—no, it’s me,” she says awkwardly, bringing her hand up to wave at him.

She hasn't really seen Eddie since graduation—in the sticky, late May heat—when he flipped the principal the bird and ran off the stage with his diploma in hand, the same smirk on his face that he’s wearing now.

She thought he was probably going to be one of the people who left town immediately after graduating because he didn't seem to like it here, didn't seem to have any reason to stick around now that he’s graduated.

She thought he’d be peeling out of town in his van before the sun even went down the day of their graduation.

So she was surprised when she saw him the other day—just catching a glimpse of him from behind as he was leaving Melvald’s.

And she’s been hemming and hawing for days now about driving up to Lover’s Lake and trying to find Reefer Rick because she can't talk to her parents about how she’s not sleeping and she’s not with Jason anymore and he wouldn't have been able to help her even if she was.

She finally decided to come here when she realized that she doesn't even have her friends to talk to about any of this either.

It’s not that they all abandoned her when she and Jason broke up, but her friends are all dating his friends and he was always around and Chrissy hated how sad he always looked at her whenever they all hung out.

So she drifted further and further away from them as the school year came to a close. Even with the anxiety about college, she thinks it’ll be good to get a fresh start, away from Jason, away from most of her friends who don't really feel like her friends anymore.

Maybe after some time, some distance, she could talk to her friends again, but she can't even remember the last time any of them reached out to her, so it would feel weird reaching out about this now.

And because of all that, it felt a little bit like fate, seeing Eddie, still very much in town. She formulated this plan to get sleeping pills or something from him because he’s the only one she knows that might be able to help her besides Rick, and she’d much rather take her chances with Eddie than with Rick.

“What can I do you for?” Eddie asks when she doesn't say anything else. He tucks his hands into his pockets, leaning forward into her space.

“Can I come in?” she asks, nervously picking at her fingernail.

“Uh, sure,” Eddie says, not sounding sure at all, but he opens the door wider and steps out of the way, gesturing her inside with a sweep of his hand.

She steps past him and tries to remember to breathe. It’s fine, everything is fine.

read the rest on ao3!

[earlgrey24]

Okay not to be that person but I got the date of my upcoming history final state exam today and it's on the same date that Camille Desmoulins and Georges-Jacques Danton were guillotined and I am kind of freaking out here

[kidovna]

stranger things on stage is coming to west end, babyyyyy!!

[corvidazed]

shoutout to the random midas i hit with my car in two consecutive games. hope youre doing well.