#eleve

[gallifreyanhotfive]

when does the doctor mention maybe being married to jack?

It was in the novelization of The Day of the Doctor!

#doctor who #dw #dr who #new who #eleve #eleventh doctor #jack harkness #clara oswald #asks #ask #the day of the doctor #day of the doctor

[richardmurrayhumblr]

Model: Ms Honey Photographer: Eleven59 eleven59_pm https://www.flickr.com/photos/23667824@N05/29037976113/in/album-72157673737375106/ #rmaalbc #model#mshoney

#rmaalbc #mshoney #honey #eleven59 #eleve #black #model #photographer

[theyaregayyourhonor]

Steve and El has the same journey through the seasons.

S1 both in a limbo. El is in between her old life in the lab that she desperately tries to get away from and Steve is in between his old friends and his relationship with Nancy.

Both has a thing for a Wheeler and both fight because or thanks to a Wheeler. Both getting involved with the supernatural and desided to risk their life for the Wheeler saving everybody's ass in the mean time.

Steve fights with Jonathan is (while understandable) is bad. And even though lot would disagree with me. El saving Mike isn't a good thing. She take away his right to choose and even after he nade a choice she said Nope that's not how you do it. Like both choice he made would've a big impact on the story.

Jumping of the cliff could have two ends. He dies and the bullies are taken care of. Or he doesn't die (he is a main in the end) which would poke wholes in Will dying their and the bullies still get their piece.

The second one was him standing up for Will. Yeah it was stupid and he probably would have get his shit rocked but it was his choice. Also If he did ebd up fighting the bullies I would have cheered him on, even if it was sad abd cringe. He at least did it.

Also both of them has to choose between their old life and new and they choose the new and protect it.

Both El and Steve gets with the Wheeler in the end

In s2 both has a journey where they find a siing like person to them who teach them something important that sets them on the track of groth.

Also El is stalking Mike and Max through a window jumping to conclusions and ending up hurting Max for that. And would you look at that! In s1 Steve lookes through a window and sees Nancy and Jonathan together, he jumps to conclusion and ends up hurting Jonathan!

They yet again wrapped up in the supernatural and being the protector of the bunch. Being the one standing in front and saving everybody's ass!

In S3 both becomes friends with an unlikely person. That they spent nost of the run time with. They friendship gets created in the Mall and both Steve and El could be themself more around them.

Both Steve and El grows thabks to that person.

Also they both single through it

They yet again the protector of the bunch now fullly commited to saving and protecting their loved ones.

In s4 neither find their place. Both has a sibling like relationship with a lesbian/gay who has a crush they fully support (I set on that even though El had no idea who could Will have a crush on she write it to Mike so they can scheme together and get him and his crush together!) They also have something going on between them and the Wheeler that is left open to the next season, untouched and still could happen.

The parellel in S4 becomes perfect the moment both El and Steve realizes that them and Wheeler could never be together that way because their assigned Wheeler is in love with a Byers

#el hopper #jane hopper #eleve #so girlboss of them #mike wheeler #byler proof

[littlesugarwords]

hi :) I'm a huge fan of eleven from stranger things, and I wanted to ask if I could request some fluffy headcanons of how eleven's friends and parental figures help her cope with her trauma from the lab?

this is so sweet and sad omg ;-; but I'm excited to write this!! here you gooo :')

Eleven had a lot of triggers,

Even down to the mundane.

Talking about hairstyles,

Large bodies of water,

And lab coats,

To name a few.

Let alone the phrases.

There were so many phrases that made her zone out.

She just wanted to be normal.

She just wanted to feel human.

One night at dinner, El was fiddling with her food,

Mind wandering.

She hated school, and she definitely didn't want to go back tomorrow.

Maybe she could fake being sick.

Will had told her about that,

That he did it from time to time.

"El? What's wrong?" Will asked,

Tilting his head on the other side of the table.

El forced a smile and waved her hand.

"Just tired."

"Angela wasn't bothering you today?"

"Angela?" Joyce asked, finally piping into the conversation.

Joyce glanced around the table.

Eleven tensed.

"Who's Angela?" Joyce asked.

This was the last thing she wanted.

Will scoffed. "This girl at school."

Joyce raised an eyebrow,

Knowing very well there was more to the story.

"She's just so difficult."

Eleven's eyes widened.

"You're being difficult. You're always being difficult."

She closed her eyes.

Not here. Not over this.

"I don't know how anyone can be friends with her." Will said.

Joyce shot him a look,

Neither of them releasing Eleven's tension across the table.

"Uh," she began, voice wavering.

"She's just cruel." Will scoffed.

Eleven jumped from from her seat,

Catching the gaze of the two.

She said nothing.

She just turned and raced to her room.

She could explain everything to Will later.

Tomorrow.

Just not now.

She swung her door closed,

But it didn't even hit the frame before a hand snaked through.

"El?" Will asked, his voice soft and low.

Eleven wandered to her bed,

Her fingers already wringing through her hair,

Her breaths growing more and more jagged.

"Hey hey hey," Will hushed, jumping forward.

Her placed his hands on her arms,

Guiding her to sit down,

Hushing her the whole way.

"El? Hey, El, just breathe."

Eleven coughed.

"Focus on your breathing, okay? In and out."

Eleven gradually followed his instructions,

Groundign herself.

Will gingerly removed his hands from her hair,

Stopping her from pulling more clumps out,

And pulled her into his arms.

They sat, him rocking her back and forth,

And Eleven's breathing peaking and falling.

The next time Joyce went to check on them, they were asleep,

Both on Eleven's bed,

El's face covered in dried tears.

Hopper was always later than he said.

Eventually, El stopped questioning it.

She stopped getting mad.

She just accepted it was part of the job.

All alone in their repaired cabin, Eleven sat,

Book in her lap,

Mindlessly flipping through until Hopper came home.

Suddenly,

Scratch.

Eleven froze.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood.

Scrrrrrrrratch.

Eleven could remember it.

She could feel the cold metal zippers being sealed up her back,

She could hear the sound of chalk on the ground,

And the sound of fingernails on lab tables.

Eleven jumped up,

Palms already sweaty.

Scrrraaatch.

Eleven wandered around the room,

Body tense and heart pounding,

Attempting to find the source.

Every time the sound returned, her lungs heaved.

She struggled to breathe more.

Again.

El clamped her hands over her ears.

She squeezed her eyes shut,

Her knees buckling and pulling her to the floor.

She heaved once,

Her throat closing,

And heard the door swing open.

She couldn't hear anything,

Not until she felt two hands on her shoulders,

Then her arms.

Her head bobbed, throat tightening.

"El?" His voice was muffled,

As if he was underwater.

Or was she?

She could tell she was being moved,

And suddenly the arms were around her,

And her head was tucked under something.

Hopper sat, holding his daughter,

Keeping her head closely tucked under his chin.

"It's okay, kid." He said softly,

Lips pressed to the top of her head.

"You're okay. You're safe."

Eleven's fingers clutched his jacket;

Cold from the weather outside,

But it was warm enough for her.

She pressed her face into his chest,

Weeping,

But finally safe.

Whenever Eleeven started to panic around her friends,

It was actually where she felt the safest.

The most accepted while at her worst.

After all, they'd taught her how to be human,

Not an experiment.

So when she heard words that brought her back,

Or saw clothing,

The back of a head,

Anything that reminded her of her past life,

She knew they were judgment free.

They had seen her through everything.

When the group decided to go to the fireworks,

Something that apparently happened every July 4th,

She was beyodnexcited.

It wasn't until they were a few minutes in did the tides turn.

Her smiles vanished,

The sounds causing her to flinch more and more visibly.

The popping.

The snapping.

The bright flickering lights.

She closed her eyes,

Pulling her knees into her chest,

Closing her palms around her ears.

"Hey El, isn't this--"

She could hear Mike talking to her left.

But only barely.

Everythign was muffled.

Everything except the fireworks.

"El?"

She couldn't speak.

Her through was too dry and closed.

They were so loud.

They were so much.

All she could do was let out a whimper,

Followed by a strained tear.

She heard muffling talking and scrambling;

The ruffling of fabric and jackets.

Suddenly, she felt fabric fall over her shoulders,

Bursting with heat as if someone had just been wearing it.

Someone went for her hands,

And she tensed even more,

Shaking her head,

Whimpering and begging for them to stop.

"El, it'll just take a second."

She could hear Max's voice,

Attempting to reassure her.

She spoke softly,

Close to her face,

And Eleven relaxed enough for Max's headphones to slide over her head.

El blinked in shock,

And Max hit play on her mixtape.

She turned the volume up enough so the fireworks couldn't be heard,

And waited.

Eleven glanced around the group in shock,

Watching as their worry faded to sappy smiles.

They were the only people in the world that would do that for her.

"The fireworks are lame this year anyways," Dustin said,

Not wanting to make the event seem like a big deal.

Eleven couldn't hear it.

With Max holding one hand,

And Will holding the other,

Mike sat in front of her,

Keeping her attention,

Helping her breathe in and out.

She closed her eyes for a moment,

Relishing in the feeling of loved,

And smiled sadly.

How magical that she got to experience it now,

But how sad that it took her this long.

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 💌☕️♡

#stranger things #st #stranger things hc #stranger things writing #stranger things fanfic #stranger things 4 #stranger things 3 #st3 #st4 #stranger things season 3 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things volume 2 #eleve #eleven hopper #jane hopper #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #sadie fink #millie bobbie brown #netflix #netflix original series #netflix shows #netflix original #netflix series #the duffer brothers #duffer brothers #st fandom #st headcanons

[orinthered]

#i posted this on twitter too. but im curious. #i already made my opinions clear and ofc in an ideal world both work in tandem and can elevate the other #but no holds barred. cmon #.txt #polls

[drdomo-gem]

They're both handling the divorce well

#crowley got drunk and made the card then threw it into the elevator #he fell down while throwing it and just laid there a while #muriel dragged him back to the bookshop #happy valentines yall #good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #fanart #crowley #aziraphale #muriel #michael #my art

[roberthesterentertainment]

PITTSBURGH'S OWN ELEVE'S DANCE NATIONALS SET FOR JUNE IN THE STEEL CITY!

Ladies and Gentlemen… Pittsburgh's Own Elevé National Dance Competition will cap off its inaugural season June 20th-23rd right here in the CITY OF CHAMPIONS!!!!

Please Click On This Link For Further Details On This Historic Event-To-Be!!!

🖤🩰💛

#pittsburgh #robert hester #@hestertainment #robert #hester #robert hester entertainment #entertainment #eleve #eleve dance competition #national #nationals #dance #eleve dance company #june #2024 #city of champions #pittsburghsown #brittpent #brittany pent #chloe lukasiak #dance moms

[an--artistic--autistic]

i am unreasonably proud and excited about this

#disability #chronic pain #mobility aid #i am officially running a thing to make my university accessible #i am so ready to fight people over it and I've recruited a bunch of people #we may or may not end up in our local news too #im done with this shit #literally on Friday had to walk around the building bc the elevator broke again and i couldn't do stairs #should take 30 seconds instead took like 10 minutes

[odinsblog]

#lol #reddit #elevators #jokes #pranks #practical jokes

[kirvia]

STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE

#studio investigrave #racheldrawsthis #ekrixart #dead plate #elevator hitch #cold front #eloquent countenance #art tag #PWAAAASE PLAAAY THEIR GAMES PLEASE PLAEPLAEPAEL PAE

[pusheen]

#Pusheen #cats #elevator

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

(from go twitter :) <3)

#good omens #gos2 #season 2 #GOS2Spoilers #good omens spoilers #david tennant #michael sheen #crowley #aziraphale #promo photos #photos #hq photos #show promo photos #angel aziraphale #elevator #character promo photos #job's minisode #2ep6 #2i6i5

[sunnyirry]

"Tall goddess and her comically short partner who she adores" ship dynamic you will always be famous

#Splatoon 3 #side order #pearlina #if i was stuck in an elevator with them I'd start eating my own organs #THEY MAKE ME SICK!!!! #marina ida #pearl houzuki #my art

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

“Oh Rascal Children of Gaza” by Palestinian poet, Khaled Juma.

He was born and raised in Al-Shaboura Palestinian Refugee Camp, in the Gaza Strip. He lives there to this day. Before Israel’s latest war crimes, he worked as a school teacher and writer.

#this one really hurts #the children of Gaza #elevating Palestinian voices #khaled juma #free gaza #free palestine #oh rascal children of gaza #palestinian genocide #palestinian art #palestine #palestinians #palestinian poetry #poems #poetry #art #writing #words

[krilzuo]

#dead plate #rody lamoree #vincent charbonneau #elevator hitch

[kwistinya]

Side order elevator scene

#splatoon3 #side order #pearlina #pearl houzuki #marina ida #acht #agent 8 #elevator #animation #my art #artists on tumblr