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khaleesiofalicante · 1 year

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"Sweet mother, I cannot weave / slender Aphrodite has overcome me / with longing for a girl." -Sappho

Look, I love the idea of Mavid for eternity, I reaaaally do. The way of getting that, however....

I AM LOVE ALL THE NICO AND MAX'S INTERACTIONS🥺🥺🥺💙

Nico: warlock math comes with a price. It is really dangerous, it can kill you or create a lot of damage around you. Some things are better unresolved

Also Nico: anyway, I'm gonna teach you this, it sure as hell won't go south😎

I feel Nico is teaching him warlock math bc he saw something in his future. I just know it!!!!

What the fuck is Max trying to do????

The cane was blue now. Because David’s ability to make things better seemed to have no end. My GOD they are both so in love it's embarrassing!! Jk, jk. I love them <33

Magnus is indeed very cool and we as a society don't recognize this enough!!!

“Good for you,” Max said. “And you know what? Growing up is kinda overrated.” feel this😔

“Keep the Chairman’s name out of your mouth,” bapak hissed. “He has been through enough.” My parents when I scold my dogs:

YESS!!! That's practically harassment!!! We should talk about this more!!! Thank you, Magnus 💙

He knows something and I don't like it.... This is suspicious....👀

I don't feel a hint of sympathy for Mallory, but omg Max is good at this tbh😂

Poor Simon😔 stay strong, soldier...

Lovehollow are here to save the day!!!!

“My girlfriend is here with me. I hope that’s okay.” There is something so sweet in Roman calling Gigi his girlfriend!! Idk what is it!! Maybe I'm just too single for this, but I am soft🥺🥺

The logo had a deep meaning hidden I feel it in my bones!!!

“Never,” she replied. “If you aren’t here, then I don’t want to be here either.”

“No Roman and Gigi?” he chuckled. “Shame indeed.”

Imagine a place without them!! I feel bad about the rest of them 😔

Roman just panicking internally is so funny for some reason 😂😂

Why are these people finding Hunter familiar???? I'm trying to connect some dots but I just can't and at this point I am anxiety 😭 and his eyes!!! They're a clue, RIGHT?!?!

She fought the urge to set the whole damn place on fire. No babe, don't resist it!! Burn the whole thing down!!!

Everytime I remember how smart Roman is, I cry jdhdudj

Finally!!! They found the seashell!! And it was obviously them🥰🥰

Roman took out his katana and Gigi took out her butterfly knives. “Come get it if you want.” they were so sexy for this tbh

I don't know wtf just happened...but ok I guess??

Ahhhh reading about Marcus and Mallory takes another year of my life😭😭

“I don’t even know him, Mallory. But even I could see that he loves David. You mean nothing to him!” Even he sees it!!!

He looked at her and smiled sadly. “Because if you try to take it, it will kill you." I see it as a win-win....

“You want me to mutilate myself to prove my love?” he asked. She nodded. NO THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!!!

“Love shouldn’t hurt, Mallory.”

Oh.

“What does it feel like then?” she asked him in a whisper.

“Love feels good,” Max told her.

THIS QUOTE>>>

WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING??? WHY DID HE GIVE HER THE RING??? 😭😭😭 That ring belongs to Mavid only!!!

Just talk to him, Lexi!!! Stop dragging this out for fucks sake!!😂

“Gross,” Lexi said. “Can’t we just punch them until they’re nice to people?” I support this plan 100%

I don't even know Achilles' girlfriend, but I am love them💙💙

Fuck nuggets. Why did she keep forgetting about this? omg I'm done with her jshsjdbdk

I really hadn't thought about it the way Achilles said, but he has a great point!! Like, we don't see it much, but the mundane alliance has definitely improved a LOT of lives

“It is. I wish we can just fast forward to the bit where Gigi figures everything out.” same😔

The punch Lexi gave her fixed something in me

Mallory rolled her eyes. “That little bitch has nothing on my brother.” That's it. I'm done with this bitch. Nobody insults Gigi and lives under my watch 🔪🔪🔪

Jace took a bullet for her daughter and now I will never recover from this😭😭

This made me think of "Don't worry little nephilim. Uncle Magnus is here"❤️

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT??? HOW COULD SHE BLOCK HIS SPELL??? WHAT??

She hurt Jace and Magnus. I need Alec going feral, please! Just as a little treat🥰

Anyway, I just read this now bc yesterday I finished reading Crooked kingdom (I took a loot of time for that one and idk why!!! I loved it and it's definitely one of my fave books💙) and also watched Young Royals!! I also loved it!! And the ending jfc😭

Thoughts on the new season??

THE POETIC QUOTE OOF.

Omg Crooked Kingdom is the best?? I'm glad you enjoyed it!

The meds that are supposed to put me to sleep actually keep me awake (wtf is this nonsense??) so I binged Young Royals last night and of course I loved it! The angst in this season was immaculate.

Also I love Simon so much please he is a soft bean and needs to be protected 😭

ps - mallory didn't block Magnus' spell. Marcus activated the device and collapsed the ley lines in Cardiff. So, Magnus couldn't use his magic anymore :(

#lbaf

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accio-lo-ki · 2 years

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unpopular opinion / stranger things s4 vol 2 spoilers below the cut

okay. i’m saying it. it ANNOYS me that so many people are saying they “miss s1-s2 mike” or “s1-s2 mike would never” cause have we been watching the same show?? S1 mike literally fought with lucas because of eleven. s2 mike was so unnecessarily mean to max. s3 was the season mike began blowing off will because he was preoccupied with his gf. mike has literally always been like that. the difference is that in s1, in addition to being fascinated by el, mike was focused on getting will back. and in s2, mike thought el was gone, and two of his best friends are fighting over some girl he didn’t like, so he focused on will because it was obvious will was sick from whatever he got in the upside down. in s4, he’s literally been apart from his gf for months and only has that spring break to hang out with her. have you ever been fifteen and hung out with both your best friend and your girlfriend? no?

it’s also annoying how people are purposely being obtuse about how mike acted in s4. what do you mean he’s the worst person in the show for not noticing will crying in the van? he was literally worried about eleven, his girlfriend, who was taken to some lab, not knowing whether she was safe or not. and the confession/ i love you monologue?? no, he did not mean his life started the day will went missing (even if it’s canonically not true. they met the day after will went missing but i digress). he was stuck in a potential life or death situation, bringing his fear of losing eleven (which has been established since s2) to his face. so no, he was not intentionally saying he was glad will went missing. the fact that more people are focusing on that one off-handed line than, idk, the way he reassured el that he loved her with or without powers when the whole season eleven’s been struggling with not being the “superhero” anymore (this is also not out of nowhere bc in s3 he was the only one concerned about el using her powers too much) or the way he was finally able to tell el his fears about not being enough for her says a lot.

“he literally has no personality outside being el’s boyfriend” did will have a personality this season outside pining for mike? did jonathan contribute anything this season? this is a show with so many characters. yes, it’s the writers’ fault, but you also have to understand that with this many characters, some are assigned minor plots while others have major ones. it’s just the way things go. joyce’s is to go to russia to rescue hopper. lucas’ is trying to fit in so he couldn’t be bullied anymore, only realizing that popularity doesn’t really matter to him in the grand scheme of things. mike’s just turned out to be about his struggles opening up about his feelings in fear of getting hurt, and almost losing his girlfriend in the process.

please step out of your headcanons for a moment. these are 15 year old kids. they won’t always be emotionally mature and intelligent and they won’t always notice their friend crying because they’re too busy trying to find their missing girlfriend.

#stranger things season 4 vol 2 #stranger things spoilers #stranger things #mike wheeler #unpopular opinion

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erectionsandtea · 3 years

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OKaY GuYS, listen, I'm sorry to do this but I need to get this out bc I can't sleep bc it's bugging me so much, okay?

I want to say a few things to people who claim that mileven is fake/not in love/toxic in ST3 (and I don't mean byler/byeler fans specifically, jsyk), things that have probably been said before but I'm going to say them again anywah

Sorry in advance

1) I DON'T CARE if you think 14 year olds can't be in love. I'm not watching ST for its realism, I just want my babies to be happy

2) "mike and eleven's break up was so colorful and upbeat, so clearly they don't love each other" pREpARE tO BE TOLd

Eleven knows next to nothing about relationships, and most of what she DOES know (if not everything) she learns from max in those moments when max is convincing her to dump mike. Max tells el that she's dumped lucas like five (5) times, and he has always come crawling back. With how little el knows, she's probably thinking that's what will happen with Mike, she will dump him and he will come crawling back and all will good and whatever

"mike doesn't love el cos he didn't cry when she dumped him, also he just sits around in the basement eating cheetos and burping at lucas" while true, it could very be because MaYBE This dumping came out of NOwHERE, literally nowhere. They hadn't fought (yet), everything was fine (or so mike thinks), and then out of nowhere he just gets dumped?? Maybe he was just so shocked and confused that he wasn't registering it at first, mAYbE he was in denial, idk!!

Also I'm sure mike doesn't love el bc he doesn't spend the entire rest of the season trying to figure what he did wrong ,what's wrong with her, and trying to win her back, oh and also caring for and about her even tho they are still broken up Oh WAiT-

3) "mike doesn't love el, he loves will bc" etc, other stuff in s3 -> are we just ignoring that fact that mike is literally ignoring will a lot of the time bc he's stuck on el, I'm sorry but of our boy loved will maybe he would have stopped to play dnd with him

4) pleaSE zTOP comparing mileven's breakup to mike and Will's fight outside castle byers in the rain. They are not the same and shouldn't be compared like they are (and I am NOT saying that mike doesn't care about will at all or anything bC OFC He DoES)

5) mike literally does that cliche movie trope thing where he blurts out his feelings for el without even thinking or before he realizes what he's doing "I love her and I can't lose her again!" You can see the shock on his face after he says it, that shit isn't planned, it was spontaneous which often (THO NoT AlwayS I AdmIT) means it's true/real in tv and movies

6) "if mike loves el, why doesn't he say it back at the end of the season?"

*ahem* fIRST of all, because he already said it! SeCOnD of all, when she says it, she says "I love you too". You don't say it back to the person who is saying it back after you already said it once. It would just sound awkward. It doesn't matter that they both said it at different days/times, they can still both mean it

7) "why does mike avoid saying his feelings when el confronts him at the end?"

Picture this: you blurted out your feelings to the world, and then you find out mAYBE the person for whom you feel has heard it, but you don't know for sure, and they don't say it back. Then that person confronts you about saying it. AND you're a fuckin teenager!! You're probably going to be awkward and weird about it, and you might try to pretend you have no idea what they're talking about bc maybe if they don't feel the same way, you can just brush the whole thing off as a joke or pretend it never happened

8) "mileven's relationship is toxic/unhealthy, all they do is make out" -> they. Are. Teenagers. They're probly horny as fuck, aLSO who's to say they didn't talk and get to know each other over the MaNY mONthS separating seasons 2 and 3? You can't say, I can't say, we don't know, not to mention they did get to know each other (EVEN IF JuST A liTTLE bIT) during season 1, remember? You honestly expect me to believe that horny teens won't be all over each other at every fuckin opportunity?? Please

"well max and lucas weren't making out all the time" well max and lucas could be at a different stage of their relationship, couldn't they, they haven't know each other QUITE as long, haven't been through QUITE as much trauma together...see what I'm saying?

"neither mike or el spend any time with anyone else, their relationship is so unhealthy" um yes they do, after they break up their time together gets quite limited okay, and I will agree with you that I think they needed some of that

9) and maybe, MayBE mileven won't be endgame, okay, it is possible, but I will not sit here and pretend that the reason they are not endgame is because they don't care about and love each other

EDIT: 10) "el isn't ready for a relationship" maybe so but y'all think will is?? (Okay this one may be directed at byler/byeler)

Will basically went from pre-pubescent to puberty without properly transitioning between the two, because he was either missing, possessed, or suffering from ptsd for like two years!! And when he's finally okay (mostly), all he wants to do is pretend things are how they used to be. He's not interested in relationships or love or whatever, poor boy just wants to play dnd and not worry or think about stupid grown-up stuff

The last thing he needs (imo) is MORE drama from a relationship. What he needs is someone to just be there for him.

I know, I'm a bitch, byeler/byler shippers will hate me (if they don't already) or maybe everyone hates me

But

I'm just tired

You can't just claim a ship is real or not but at the sAME TIMe ignore crucial details or facts okay ? (I mean okay, I guess you can, but like why??)

I am going to bed now, of I think of anything else to say, I will add it in the morning, and I am ready for the hate

❤️

#stranger things #mileven #once again will not tag byler/byeler #im not that fuckin cruel to push it in their faces like that or something #ship who you want #im just trying to say you cant ignore details and then claim truth #also i need to rewatch s3 so lmk if i got anything wrong #❤️#goodnight #are watching the same show i feel like we're not #st3 #me trying to counterpoint every single pro-byler argument i see lol #im terrible

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gra-sonas · 4 years

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malex as important as echo? since when?

They have been important since the pilot, but imo they are not treated with the same importance as Echo.

I’m grateful that she fought for the kiss, that there never was a shadow of a doubt that Malex had history, and that their love is far from over. I’m also glad she’s finally acknowledging that Malex actually are as important as Echo.

But the fact is: so far they've been treated very differently from Echo. And not just in the sense that Echo are front and center on billboards and in promo pics (ahead of S1 they used romantic!Echo pics to promote RNM, long before they even got together on the show), while we had to photoshop our own Malex promo poster with a pic Jeanine shared bc there isn’t a single official Malex promo pic.

So far, Malex have been denied any attempt at an adult relationship (I don’t count those few off screen days between 1x02 and 1x03 they supposedly spent together, if anything they reconnected and fuckedmade sweet love, but it wasn’t a relationship), while Echo were in a relationship for almost 2 seasons (sure, Max was dead for a hot second, but Liz didn’t stop loving him and focused everything on bringing him back).

Malex got thrown into a triangle, while Liz/Kyle and Cam/Max ended before Echo even started, and their love for each other hasn’t been challenged by other possible romantic partners since.

Malex had an entire season of one of them in a relationship with someone else, and in all likelihood they’ll go through at least half, maybe an entire season of the same with the roles reversed in S3.

Echo so far got lots of romantic screentime, while Malex mostly struggled, “broke up”, were forced into a triggering threesome, and overall have been denied real happy moments. In the S2 finale Michael stated “It’s a sad story, me and Alex.”

He isn’t wrong tbh, the writers have done everything in their power to keep them miserable and pile more trauma on them (hello Caulfield), when so far they didn’t even have a meaningful discussion about what happened to them all those years ago, and how they could possibly overcome it.

Which is also something that is often forgotten: Jesse and the shed happened to them, they didn’t bring that onto themselves, but the shed, and subsequently Michael’s role in the cover up of Rosa’s murder, made them carry a weight the size Echo never had to deal with - in fact Max, who decided to cover up the murders instead of calling the police (Michael’s suggestion), didn’t face any consequences other than “losing” Liz, which, all things considered, was unpleasant, but not exactly traumatic.

Michael on the other hand lost so much more that day/night:

a real shot at starting a better life by going to university, and towards Isobel he carried the burden of the lie that it had been him who killed the girls to spare her the pain.

the ability to play guitar, the one thing helping him to make things go quiet. His crippled hand a constant and painful reminder of what had happened in the shed.

Alex. The shed incident made Jesse force Alex to enlist. And due to Michael handling the murder cover up trauma badly (+ his abandonment issues stemming from his childhood), he didn’t even get to say goodbye (his decision, but still)

Don’t get me wrong, Echo’s love is not without complications, they are not together atm for a reason (or rather a number of reasons), but Malex have been deemed “unhealthy”, “not good for each other”, even “toxic” from the beginning, and we’re constantly told they have to develop further (apart from each other) before there’s even the possibility of them getting a shot at a relationship.

Because that’s what people who are in love do? Instead of trying to make things work, they decide to date other people for a while to get better for each other? I don’t think so.

It also makes no sense since the issues that are keeping them apart won’t ever be properly addressed or solved while one or both of them is/are in a relationship with someone else. It’s also unfair to the third party. It shouldn’t be their job to “fix" their partner so that they can move on to the person they actually love.

The mantra of Malex “not being good enough” for each other [yet] is one that is repeated ad nauseum by the writers and even some fans to justify that they still haven’t started their journey of getting together (all in the name of “but it’s a TV show, it’s how they work”. Yeah, well, I call BS on that. It doesn’t have to be like that. They could tell an amazing slowburn story without involving other romantic partners for either of them. I’ve read a million fanfics where that was done rather beautifully).

Malex are always reduced to their shared trauma (which is actually QUEER trauma caused by homophobia, something the show has also failed to address in detail yet), and no matter what they do, it’s never good enough for them to earn a shot at a relationship. Even now, after Jesse’s finally dead and they destroyed the shed together - a symbol of their shared pain - and Alex sang his heart out and declared his love for Michael, they are sent in different directions again.

The bar of when they will finally be “good enough” for each other is constantly moved. They are measured against some unspecified “relationship ideal” they never seem to be able to reach. On a scale of 1-100, how far do they both have to make it to be deemed “good enough” for each other?

It’s a writing choice to keep them apart. Probably bc it’s less work than writing a meaningful “moving towards each other” story. Instead there’s yet another relationship thrown in the mix as an obstacle (CAMs words, not mine) that has to run its course before they can start their “moving towards each other” journey (maybe, no promises, I’m sure they can come up with another dumb reason to delay that).

Either way, are they important? 100% yes! Are they as important as Echo? To a degree. They are undoubtedly the second OTP of the show. But the way their relationship (or rather lack thereof) is treated, differs vastly from Echo, who don’t have to jump through a million hoops to be together.

And so far it doesn’t look like S3 will change that.

#rnm spoilers #you can probably tell that i'm bitter #nonnie asks #malex

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h2ojustaddmako · 4 years

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My Thoughts After Re-Watching Season 2

Hiya everybody. Sorry for the long times between posts. Working two jobs and keeping a social life, while also trying to sleep, eat healthy and get hydrated is taking a toll on this account. Bright side is, that because of the whole Corona situation, I might spend a lot of time home soon. So head-up, another headcanon/theory is coming this week, but just to break the hiatus, I decided to write today.

Every now and then, I decide to re-watch one of the three seasons of the show, just so I could have something to fill my time. So, recently I decided to watch season 2 again, and, as I like, pick up on some details, ideas or thoughts I didn’t get during previous binges. I’ve watched this season, like the others, around four or five times now since release, maybe more - and yet I’m still genuinely surprised at the things I notice or realize every time. So I figured I might turn it into a list of the good, the bad, and the plain interesting.

This list is in no particular order, I just write my thoughts as they go.

1. I am still BLOWN AWAY by how good the writing is on this show. It may not be an Oscar-winning script, but for a teen show of the early 2000′s it’s amazingly deep and well thought of, from every angle. That what makes my theories so fun to make, because they planted so much information throughout the shows that I genuinely enjoy picking out details and information from it.

2. To go into more depth, I really enjoyed all the different storylines they brought in throughout the 26 episodes. Look, twenty-six episodes is a lot for a TV series. Most shows release around 10, since long storylines are hard to follow and are easy to get messy. But while they added so many side stories (Max and the original mermaids, Ash and Emma, Cleo and Lewis’ breakup and Charlotte getting in between),. each of these stories merged with the main plot so well, and actually added depth to the story, making it more complicated for the characters, and more interactive for the viewer.

3. While the main focus for the season was the Cleo-Lewis-Charlotte relationship, both Emma and Rikki had their romantic paths taken as well. But unlike season 1, where the couples fought for screen time, this time those relationships were put to the side in favour of the main plot, which made them more slow-paced and interesting to watch. I enjoyed the fact that Emma and Ash stayed in the dark throughout the entire season, and that Zane only appeared when he was needed. Both are good characters, but not needed every time.

4. On the other hand, Cleo and Lewis’ relationship was handled very maturely all through the season. From when they dated, through the post-breakup, and all the way to managing being friends, the relationship was very well looked into and explored.

5. Might be a side thing, but I loved that Ash was actually figuring out something was off about Emma. One of my favourite lines by him was, “You realize none of this is natural. But you already knew that.” (Ep. 26) Mostly in shows like these, the character either never questions the weird occurrences around them, or the curiosity fuel the storyline (like Zane in season 1). The writer really wrote out of pure logic and not out of plot requirements, and I dig that little detail.

6. This one is felt throughout the entire show, but was most dominant during this one. The show is not about mermaids at all. This is written as a show about three girls and their coming of age process, and the things they have to deal with, one of them being turned into mermaids. But it’s far from being the only problem these girls have, and it’s showing when some episodes really struggle to squeeze in scenes of the girls in their tails for pure rating, even when the plot is not in need of any mermaid action. The girls have a very full and normal lifestyle aside from being mermaids. They go out, go shopping, have other friends, work, study and fail, deal with personal issues at home or with partners. The tails are just another part of their lives and I love it.

7. Episode 23 is a turning point for Charlotte’s character arch. I’ve spoken greatly before about how I feel like Charlotte is seen in our minds as the “bad guy” while she was a nice character most of her time on the show. And she was! Up until episode 23 when was never trying to hurt the girls. She may have acted out of jealousy before towards Cleo, but she was insecure and worried about her boyfriend. What should she think when her boyfriend spends a whole lot of time with his ex and fails to explain to her exactly why? The show did a great job showing the point of both sides in the argument between the girls and Charlotte, and showed the entire process of how their relationship turned into what it was. A lot of ego, assumptions, and false worries, and a lot of unfortunate events. Episode 23 was really a turning point because that’s where both sides of the fight were really right in different ways, things that led Charlotte to want to go on her own, and the girls to stay away from her. Charlotte acted the way she did because she felt like the girls were treating her badly (which she was wrong about sometimes, but they too hold the blame, mostly Rikki). From episode 24 and on, she started acting as the “bad guy” the show built her to be, and even then I can see her side. But enough on that.

8. Lewis is hot. Idk what’s up with Charlotte’s eyebrows.

9. One thing that feels off every time is how quickly Lewis started dating Charlotte. I don’t blame a guy for moving on quickly, I do find it weird that during the post-breakup from Cleo, he not only protected Cleo’s respect and jealousy by not flirting with any other girl, but also didn’t really seem like he was into Charlotte at all. She was a good friend at the beginning, then Cleo got in the middle, and for some reason, Charlotte did her best to rub it in Cleo’s face that she wants Lewis. But he never, for once, showed interest back until Cleo gave him permission to move on, and all of a sudden they’re dating. What I'm saying is that Lewis never seemed to like Charlotte romantically, like she liked him. So that was weird, they just never felt right together.

10. The reason Charlotte mastered her powers so quickly, at least in my eyes, is because that a) she had the girls to explain her at least the basics, and b) she didn’t put herself into a box of ‘this is what I was given’, bc she wanted to be better than Cleo at every cost. Her will power helped her master her powers. While the girls dealt with learning their boundaries and abilities and adjusting into the new life they got, Charlotte learned about mermaids before her transformation and knew what she was getting into.

11. The show never shied away from real-life issues, that may be considered inappropriate or harsh to the audiences the show is targeted at. Handling with divorce (and the outcomes of it!) and parents starting dating again (true story, Cleo’s way to handle with Sam’s introduction into her father’s life helped me cope when my mother started dating men a couple of years ago), while also showing signs of LGBT references (Nate mentioned people think Lewis is gay, in other words) or even sexual harassment and consent (both when Rikki was mad at Zane for kissing her against her will, and when Ash’s apology to Emma when he believed Lewis thought he was trying to have sex with her/spy on her showering, which to remind y’all, she was 16 while he was 18). It’s so brief I never noticed it before, but once I did, it was hard to miss.

12. And lastly, I just love how this show treats science. So much real life and true scientific information is included in the lines of the story, mainly by Lewis, but also by other characters like Will, Cleo, Lowrey, Max and Dr. Denman. When they wrote the entire base to what mermaids are and how they exist, they didn’t care it was a show for goddamn 9-year-olds, and that what makes it so interesting. If you’re not into science, let me tell you that every scientific blurb or word you hear on the show is 100%% real and makes sense within its context. From talking about marine biology, to referring to mermaids groups ‘pods’ (which is a group of marine mammals in scientific terms), to the science of “magic” and mermaids as a whole, the show knows what it’s doing is within the realms of possibility from a scientific point of view, meaning none of it is real, but it could be, in another life.

Anyways, if you have anything else to add, feel free! This is your list as it is mine. I just really love this show and I wish people appreciated it the same way we do. When I tell people I like this show they remember it as just another kids TV show, and it’s so much more than that.

Hope you’re having a great day, be safe, and wash your hands (just not in front fo people, keep the secret safe!)

Until next time, maybe not as far as you think. xx

#h2o just add water #lewis mccartney #cleo sertori #emma gilbert #rikki chadwick #Charlotte Watsford #zane bennett #Ash

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biillyhargroves · 5 years

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shit is it too needy to request a part three to the billy nightmare demogorgon thing? bc I love it and this is so so good but if you don't want to write more of it, that's totally fine! idk I love it sooooo much and I could read like endless amounts of this...?

oh gosh I’m sorry I’m getting to this so late!! things have been super busy here. but I hope you enjoy this!! I’ve really been enjoying working on this little ‘verse!!

too tired to be fightingpart i: do you have room for one more troubled soul?part ii: you’re a canary, i’m a coal mine(fic requests open)

Silence reigns once more; this time, though, it is tense and it is angry and it is paired with pacing so furious Steve thinks the carpet might burn. They are in Jonathan’s bedroom, where Joyce had ushered them on Jonathan’s offer after Billy began his pacing in the living room.

“The monsters,” El had told him, “in your dreams. They’re real.”

“You-” Billy said, and then, “You were-”, and then, “You saw-”, and then, feeling the heat of so many eyes on him, so many people watching him, so many observe his stumbling and stammering, he shot to his feet with his shoulders rolled back and his hands squeezed to fists at his sides.

“Billy,” Max said, jumping up too, and at the same time Steve said, “Take it easy.”

“What the fuck is going on?” Billy shouted. His tone startled El; she jumped, and she curled against Hopper, who tugged her closer as he said, “Hey!” in a loud voice. He seemed ready to say more, ready to launch into some kind of tirade, but Joyce’s hand on his shoulder stopped him. She bunched a wad of his shirt in her fist and shook him- not hard, but enough to shut him up.

“Enough,” she said. She squeezed El with her free arm, then released them both to stand. Billy’s shoulders rose as she approached. He moved like prey; jerky, untrusting, unsure. He backed away when Joyce stepped closer and flinched when she reached to him. She saw this, and she stopped. “Hey,” she said softly. She glanced around the room, releasing Billy, for a moment, from one scrutinizing pair of eyes. She looked to Jonathan. “I think some space would be good,” she told him, and Jonathan nodded. He rose, too, and again Billy shrunk back. He was like a cornered animal, alert and defensive, but relaxed when instead of moving toward him, Jonathan directed his attention to Steve.

“First door on the right,” he told him, pointing down the hall. Steve placed a hand on Billy’s shoulder and tried not to react when Billy nearly jumped away. Joyce stepped to the side, making a path for them out of the living room. Billy looked at everyone in turn. He wanted to fight- Steve could feel that -but he was too exhausted to argue, too exhausted to push.

Now, he is pacing the length of Jonathan’s small bedroom over and over again. He hasn’t said a word since Steve shut the door. Steve sits on the edge of the bed, watching Billy move back and forth and back and forth. He is simmering with something like rage. Twice he stopped to looked at Steve, twice he opened his mouth to- ask a question? say anything? -, and twice he shook his head with a low huff and resumed his pacing.

“Can you at least sit?” Steve asks. “You’re making me dizzy.”

Billy grunts; it is the clearest response Steve has gotten from him in what feels like hours but, in reality, has only been about twenty minutes. Steve can hear a low murmur of voices outside the door, muffled with distance, and he knows that Billy hears it, too.

“I know that is…” Steve stops himself, suddenly aware that he doesn’t a word. This is what? Confusing, sure. Frustrating, obviously. Scary? Terrifying, even? Something out of a Stephen King novel? He sighs. “I know this is a lot.”

Billy pauses. He looks at Steve, and he looks angry, but the anger doesn’t reach his eyes. His eyes tell a different story. They look like a child’s eyes. Steve opens his mouth to say more, but Billy turns his back again.

“Do you want to be alone?” Steve asks him. Billy pauses again, this time with his back to Steve, and Steve prepares to be kicked out. He is halfway to his feet when Billy speaks.

“No,” he says. Steve hesitates, not quite sure he’s heard him right.

“No?” he asks. Billy turns to look at him.

“No,” he says again, and he sits down beside Steve with a heavy sigh. He leans his elbows on his knees and rests his head in hands and, after another moment of hesitation, Steve touches a hand to Billy’s back.

“Do you want to talk?” Steve asks.

“I want to sleep,” Billy murmurs. He sounds miserable.

“You think you can?” Steve asks.

“No,” Billy says.

“Because of-”

“Yeah.”

“Right.” Steve rubs circles between Billy’s shoulders, but the tension there stays coiled.

“What did she mean?” Billy asks.

“El?”

“She said they’re real.”

“Yeah,” Steve says.

“How does she-”

“She can see stuff,” Steve says. “Uh, she has, like…uh…superpowers, sort of.”

“But how does she know they’re real?”

“She kind of, um- opened the gate for them to get here?”

“That’s not what I asked.”

“Billy-”

“Don’t,” Billy says. He lifts his head to glare at Steve, but the effect is lost when Steve sees a sheen of unfallen tears. “Don’t fucking patronize me, Harrington, I swear to God.”

“I’m not,” Steve says. “I swear. I’m not even sure I know what patronize means.”

“Fuck off,” Billy huffs, though his tone his lighter. He leans against Steve and Steve slips his around around Billy’s shoulders, holding Billy against him. “I don’t know how she knows,” he admits. “We’ve fought them before. She’s fought them before. But we still don’t really know how they, like…work. This is new territory for all of us. No just you.”

“Great,” Billy says.

“Bright side,” Steve says, “is that you’re not in it alone.”

“No one else is seeing them in their dreams?”

“Well, uh,” Steve stammers, then sighs. “No. Not that I know of.”

“So how am I not alone?” Billy asks. “I’m just supposed to let my sister’s weird friend stand guard in my fucking head?”

“El can help,” Steve says. “We all just want to help.”

Billy is quiet for a moment, and then he says, “I’m tired.”

“I know,” Steve says. “You should sleep.”

“If they’re real-”

“-you’ve got backup,” Steve finishes. “Seriously. Okay? You’re covered, man.”

Billy is quiet again, and leans heavier against Steve. Steve lets him. He holds Billy close, rubs Billy’s arm, tucks Billy’s head beneath his chin. They sit there together, entwined, and Steve hums something out-of-tune to drown out the sounds of talking outside.

“What if they know?” Billy asks suddenly, almost startling Steve.

“What if who knows what?”

“Those things,” Billy says. “What if they know we’ve caught on?”

“You think they have?”

“They looked at her,” Billy says. “At…El.”

“Then we’ll send her back in,” Steve says. “She’ll kick their asses.”

“So, what? I have a fourteen year-old bodyguard?”

“Would you rather go in alone?”

“You’re not leaving, are you?”

“What?” Steve asks. He pulls away, one hand holding Billy so that he can look at his face. Billy blinks at him, groggy and weary. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says firmly. “Okay?”

Billy looks Steve up and down. He bites his lip, looks away, looks at the floor, then back at Steve. He nods, and when Steve pulls him into an embrace, Billy lets his head fall back on Steve’s shoulder.

“You’re really fucking out of it, Hargrove,” Steve says, “if you think I’d leave you.”

“Shut up,” Billy grumbles.

And Steve tells him, “Go to sleep.”

An hour passes, and in it Billy does sleep. He falls asleep on Steve’s shoulder, and Steve winces as he lowers Billy onto the bed. He keeps his promise; he stays with him, keeps watch over him, until a knock at the door pulls him away. Billy grunts in his sleep, but doesn’t wake up, and Steve gently brushes Billy’s hair from his face, his thumb lingering at Billy’s temple for a moment, before going to answer the door.

“What’s going on?” Max asks, and Steve holds a finger to his lips to quiet her.

“He’s sleeping,” he whispers.

“Is he-” El starts.

“He’s been okay so far,” Steve says. He leaves the door open a crack behind him as he steps into the hall, and he looks into the dimly lit room to be sure Billy is still asleep before turning his attention to the girls.

“He’s scared,” El says matter-of-factly.

“Yeah,” Steve says. “Yeah, he is.”

“You’re scared,” Max says, brows furrowed as she looks him up and down.

“Yeah, well, he’s scared,” Steve says by way of explanation.

“We think El should stay with him,” Max says. “I mean, if he’s sleeping, they can come back, right? She should be there if they do.” Steve looks to El, who nods.

“I promised I wouldn’t leave him,” Steve says.

“You don’t have to,” Max says. “Just…let us stay, too. To protect him.”

“Right,” Steve says. “Right, okay. Yeah.”

He leans against the door so that it opens, and he tries to slow it down so that the hinges don’t squeak too much. Every little noise makes him nervous. He doesn’t want to wake Billy- not after everything, not when he’s so desperately exhausted. Max steps inside, and she makes her way to her brother’s side, careful as she lowers herself beside him on the bed. Before El follows her, she takes Steve’s hand.

“He will be okay,” she says, and she squeezes his hand and offers the smallest of smiles.

“I hope so,” Steve tells her, eyes on Billy, so far still sleeping soundly, so far still undisturbed. “I really hope so.”

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bpdanakins · 4 years

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I was tagged by @apple-grass-and-smiles to do an otp tag thing and I’m already having a crisis bc I don’t generally have one single true pairing? The struggles of being a multishipper. Here goes.

Rules: Pick 10 of your OTPs from different fandoms without reading the questions and then answer them. Then tag 10 other people to do the same.

Shepard/Liara T’soni (Mass Effect)

Lavellan/Solas (Dragon Age: Inquisition)

Morgana Pendragon/Guinevere (BBC’s Merlin)

Clarke Griffin/Lexa (The 100, and yes don’t @/me I know)

Max Caulfield/Chloe Price (Life is Strange)

Kassandra/Roxana (Assassin’s Creed Odyssey)

Corvo Attano/Jessamine Kaldwin (Dishonored)

Nathan Drake/Elena Fisher (Uncharted)

Dragonborn/Serana/Aela (The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, because I can)

Senua/Happiness

(this took waaaay too long)

Do you remember the episode/scene/chapter that you first started shipping 6?

Right away? I kinda had Kassandra sleeping her way across Ancient Greece with almost all the ladies (caught on to Diona right away though and I’m forever glad about that), so it was always going to happen. But as for why I see them as more of a relationship... idk. They’re just really sweet, and I enjoyed Roxana’s quests.

Have you ever read a fic about 2?

Yes. A lot of it. Oops.

Has a picture of 4 ever been your screensaver/profile pic/Tumblr?

Nope. I did, however, get an art print as gift once from a friend, with Clarke and a bi flag and Lexa with a rainbow flag. It’s this piece to be exact, though they don’t seem to sell it anymore? The artist does have a ton of other lgbtq+ ship art on their redbubble page (including other Clexa pieces, and they also did some of my fave Finnpoe pieces which I did not know was by the same artist, so there you go) if you’re interested.

If 7 were to suddenly break up today, what would your reaction be?

I mean.... Corvo is technically a widower.... so we’ve already had the tragedy start within the first ten minutes of the first game.

Why is 1 so important?

Because it was my first Mass Effect ship, because Liara is so cute and bad ass and just!!! The journey they go on? My heart. I love them so much. Also a Shiara fic was the first ship I read on ao3 a long time ago so that’s also a bonus.

Which one has the strongest bond?

Pricefield. While they all have amazing bonds in their own ways, Max literally bent time and space to keep Chloe safe on multiple occasions. She didn’t even recognize Chloe right away, but her first use of her powers was to save her best friend. Chloe would also literally throw down for Max at any point, and she talks about how having Max back in her life for a single week made her feel the happiest she’d been in a long time, and that’s despite all of the shit they went through together. Like!!!!!! Please

How many times have you read/watched 10′s fandom?

I literally still watch the trailers/documentary for Hellblade on a frequent basis. You can guess from there.

Which ship has lasted the longest?

Hmmm. Jess and Corvo were together for about 14 years, and Nate and Elena were together for.... also a long time. idk at what point UC4′s epilogue takes place so I’m just gonna assume they’ve also been together for a long time by then too lmao. idk man

How many times, if ever, has 6 broken up?

I mean.... whether or not you romance Roxana is up to you, and then there’s that uncomfy mess pulled in the DLCs that I’m not going into bc Kassandra is a lesbian bye.

Point being, idk?

If the world was suddenly thrust into a zombie apocalypse, which ship would make it out alive: 2 or 8?

TOUGH QUESTION. Solas has godlike powers so that would give them an obviously undeniable edge, but Nate and Elena have literally already fought zombies, soooo... both.

Did 7 ever have to hide their relationship for any reason?

Yep!! Jessamine was an Empress and Corvo her royal bodyguard. Shouldn’t have entirely bothered hiding it tho considering Emily apparently has 0 issue announcing to the world she’s Corvo’s daughter by the first scene of DH2 lmaaoo.

Is 4 still together?

We don’t talk about this. It’s too depressing.

Is 10 canon?

Relatively. By the end of the game, she has come into acceptance of her pain & grief, but like.... she’s not insta cured or something. And then in Hellblade 2 it seems like she’s ready to fuck everyone up so.... no, it’s not canon enough :(

If all 10 ships were put into a couple’s Hunger Games, which couple would win?

I’ll have to agree that it’d depend. If things like magic, biotics, the Thu’um or Max’s powers, etc, are included uhhh... well, that makes it super tough. Again, Solas has godlike magic at his hands and can turn everyone to stone without trying now apparently, but Max can literally rewind time, the DB has their own form of godlike powers (Tiber legit remade the geography of an entire province, and that’s just his accomplishments), Kassandra is a demigod, Morgana one of the most powerful sorceresses ever, Serana’s a powerful vampire, Aela a dang werewolf, and Liara one of the strongest biotics. Senua also has Gramr.

Take all of that away though and... still kinda tough. Kass, Roxana, Lexa, and Senua are all really strong warriors. Corvo’s an elite assassin, Aela is a good hunter, Shepard a soldier who passed some of the hardest levels of training.... dude, this is too hard. Who tf knows.

Has anyone ever tried to sabotage 5?

Several by killing one or both off, and time itself tried as well.

Do you spend hours a day going through 3′s tumblr tag?

No. I don’t often venture into tags tbh.

If an evil witch descended from the sky and told you that you had to pick one of the ten ships to break forever or else she’d break them all up, which ship would you SINK?

Morgana and Gwen since they’re not even canon and also the show went icky on Morgana in the end anyways.

This was too hard. It was hard to think of/choose 10 ships, it was hard to look up a bunch of info, etc. It also took me too long lmaaoo.

I tag uhhh @mariaromanovs, @twilightofthe, @purplehawke, @serkonans, honestly anyone who wants to? If you want to do it, I tag you!! If you don’t want to and I @’d you, feel free to ignore and forgive me <3

#liz.txt #long post

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shredmytapestry · 4 years

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about – finnick gustafson

[ FINNICK LUND ] has arrived in Ardere! Under the bonfire light, this [ TWENTY-EIGHT ] year old [ CISMALE ] is sometimes mistaken for [ RICHARD MADDEN ]. Since graduating from [ HOGWARTS ], they have been working as a [ FLYING PROFESSOR ]. The battle is brewing and they must pick sides but who will they choose? In the upcoming election, they will be voting for [ NEUTRAL ].

THIS IS SO LONG IM SO SORRY

basic information.

FULL NAME: finnick gustafson NICKNAME(S) OR ALIAS: finnick, finn GENDER: male SPECIES: pureblood wizard AGE: 28 BIRTHDAY: october 23rd ZODIAC SIGN: scorpio HOUSE: gryffindor PATRONUS: non corporeal ARMY AFFILIATION: neutral SEXUALITY: bisexual NATIONALITY: swedish CITY OR TOWN OF BIRTH: lund, sweden CURRENTLY LIVES: lund, sweden (when not at hogwarts) LANGUAGES SPOKEN: swedish & english NATIVE LANGUAGE: swedish RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single and complicated

health.

SMOKER?: sometimes DRINKER?: yes RECREATIONAL DRUG USER? WHICH?: no SOCIABILITY: introvert

house & home.

DESCRIBE THE CHARACTER’S HOUSE/HOME

after hogwarts he never bought a place as he started with the nordic national quidditch team and just lived here and there. at age 23 he moved to london temporarily and started dating maggie weasley, couple months later they continued to date and moved in together. at age 27, they broke and london no longer felt like home. his mother had since passed, but he moved back to lund and only stayed a few months before selling it and coming to work at hogwarts. so currently he’s homeless again.

family, friends, & foes.

PARENTS NAMES: lorre gustafson got pregnant at an untimely time, which shortened her quidditch career. her baby daddy also left because he was a horrid person, so she raised finnick on her own. once finnick was born, he became her love and quidditch didn’t hold a flame. they were really close, finnick never once sought to look for his dad. SIBLINGS? RELATIONSHIP WITH SIBLINGS?: n/a OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES: lorre (mother) was a quidditch champion, idk where else to put it deal with it PARTNER/SPOUSE: n/a EXES: magdalena weasley – partner of 5 years, dated for 3 years and engaged for 2. more on this later. CHILDREN: no :/ BEST FRIEND: it was maggie tbh now it’s no one OTHER IMPORTANT FRIENDS: tba. open connection PETS: shared custody of max the ax thrower, but like he’s mostly maggie’s.

ABOUT FINNICK

finnick gustafson was born to a single mother and ex quidditch player. lorre was kind and loving towards finnick, never leaving him wanting for anything. it wasn’t until finn was older than he realised just how much his mother had sacrificed for him. she was only 26, had a wonderful career and could’ve been the best player in the country. she could’ve given him away for adoption or sent him in a day care, but she gave everything up to give finnick a better life. he cried the day he left for hogwarts, but she was so immensely proud of him. unfortunately for finnick, lorre had been hiding her disease from him for a very long time. by the time he reached his fifth year, the effects had taken their toll and he was taking care of her more than she was of him. he was glad to take care of her. she passed away half way through his seventh year and he got through the rest of year with the support of good friends and supportive teachers.

after hogwarts finnick had to become his own person and for the first time in his life, he had nowhere to turn to. he was good at quidditch at hogwarts so he tried out for his mother’s old team. the first year he was on the reserve team and slowly he made his way to the top, becoming a chaser like his mother and team captain eventually. being on the team meant his crazy routines kept him busy and didn’t give him enough time to properly mourn being alone. he didn’t have a real place to call home and that was just time.

then at 22, he met the love of his life and he didn’t even realise for a very long time. finnick and maggie met at a quidditch after party where they hit it off and decided to stay in contact. their first date didn’t happen for another year by which point they were both staying in london. with maggie finnick had finally found love again. he had someone to look after and someone to come home to, for the first time since the passing of his mother. they were happy, they were so unbelievably happy and nothing could get in their way. his career was thriving, he’d proposed to maggie and her little family was his own too.

then the unthinkable happened, once while performing the bjorn blizzard, their team’s special move which was perfected by his mother, he slid off his broom and tumbled down. the healers said his right leg would never be the same again. they weren’t able to find out what caused the fall, whether it was simply finnick accidentally letting go or a deeper cause. the diagnosis didn’t matter to finnick, what mattered were the painstaking four months spent in therapy afterwards only to find out he’d never walk straight. his pain was chronic and without a cure, he needed the aid of a cane and… he wasn’t able to fly like he once was. flying was still easier than walking but he would never fly quite as swift, definitely not enough to make the team again. his career was over, and next was his perfectly happy life.

the change was incredibly tough on him. he hated not being able to give maggie the life he wanted for them, in these dire times, he couldn’t even find happiness in her. depression crept in and it lingered. it destroyed their perfect lives, finnick had begun to hate himself. in their last few months together, they fought a lot.. things became brutal and finnick couldn’t hang on any longer. he wouldn’t stay with her because he needed help. he loved her dearly, but she deserved a better life… so he left.

he moved back to lund and he tried to live a new life. he needed to find a job where he could share his quidditch and flying knowledge, where he wouldn’t have to stand or sit too long… thankfully there was an opening to teach at hogwarts, and though he knew maggie had been working there for a year prior, he took it. it was his home once, and he needed it right now. even if it would hurt maggie, he just needed to be near her, and hogwarts. little does he know, she doesn’t even work at hogwarts anymore.

so this point in the roleplay, he hasn’t started working at hogwarts and should be widely known as he was a damn good player who suffered a severe accident. honestly he’s just chilling before the festival begins.

BLURBS

haha oh boy i wrote a lot so sorry but finnick hit me like a train and i just had to get my thoughts out

tldr; disabled boy who destroyed everything is now is an angsty flying teacher

he is neutral to the cause but honestly,,,,, he could be swayed either way. hmu idk

my favourite hc is he hates having a cane,,, so he made it into a fucking staff. LIKE a gandalf style staff that is big and thick and yeah he walks with that and wears big robes, what a gandalf wannabe

literally such a fast flier just not good enough to be pro y’know

is sooosoosososos helpful :( will always lend his ear to talk and will help any one. also hmu this is a fun plot

i mean ideally i’d like him to be a lil slutty but like we’ll see idk HMU IF U WANT THIS PLOT

literally fam whatever u want plz just love me love him

weasleys ALSO hmu bc he hurt a fellow weasley y’know

#ardereintro #ch. finnick

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bylerly · 5 years

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alright everyone. after my rush of emotions after that season, i’ve had time to decompress, and make an actually cohesive list of my thoughts about the season. as you could probably guess - MAJOR SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

first, let’s get the (much) shorter list out of the way. here’s what I enjoyed:

the acting. i want to mention how good millie was, because she was fantastic, but i almost feel like i shouldn’t, bc el took SO MUCH screen and plot time, that millie was given every opportunity to be good. she doesn’t really need any more special mention. otherwise - noah (with the little he was given) and sadie were particularly great. so were winona & david, but that goes without saying.

the elmax friendship. these two deserved it. and max bringing el out of her shell, showing her how to become her own person.... incredible. 10/10 i love them both

alexei. feels weird saying this, but he was probably the new addition I enjoyed watching the most. it would have been kind of cool to see him live past season 3.

an lgbt+ confirmed character. this one is a little.... tricky for me. as happy as I am that there is a queer woman written into the show... I feel like it’s a cop out to not have to confirm will’s sexuality. robin confirms her sexuality in less than a season, but after three with will, we still only get ~subtext~? still, this is a positive portion, so.... I guess that was something I was happy with

el moving in with the byers at the end. finally. this is one of the only things that is keeping me excited for s4. i guess i can only hope for there to FINALLY be some good willel interactions next season, but if this season has taught me anything, it’s not to get my hopes too high :-)

jancy ending s3 on a good note. parts of their storyline were fantastic, some were disappointing. but i really dug their dynamic, and the realistic struggle between the two of them, with nancy not really understanding jonathan’s class struggles, and jonathan not grasping the weight of the misogyny being thrown at nancy. their final moments at the empty byers house at the end were especially lovely.

el no longer being OP, and not being undefeatable. i love el. i really, genuinely do. i love her character, i love her traits, i lover her power. but the duffers were relying too heavily on her to constantly save the day with her powers, and it was happening too often. one of the faults of s2 was the constant thought of how easily el could’ve fought off all these threats if she was just there. i think it’s incredibly interesting to not only see her get completely worn out, but totally lose her powers. like mike said, i’m sure they’ll come back, but i want so badly for el to not just be defined by her powers.

a platonic m/f friendship. yes, one of them is confirmed queer, and they would’ve probably been romantically linked if she was straight. but i’ll take what i can get when it comes to this. platonic opposite sex relationships?? r i s e

now for the meat of my thoughts ~ what I didn’t like:

mike’s characterization. the writers completely made him into a dick this season. i get it, he’s a teenager, so he’s going to be an asshole sometimes. hell, in a recent post, I defended that, saying it’s good writing. but I underestimated just how awful he’d be, completely blowing off his friends for any chance for a second alone with el. I understand that he loves his girlfriend of course, but s1-2 mike loved his friends just as much. he was so utterly unlikable this season, that it seemed like he was a different character.

lucas as comic relief. this is so lazy, and i’m so angry for both the character and caleb, both of whom deserve so much better. he really had nothing to do if it wasn’t related to max, and the writers further reduced him down to a one-dimensional, kind of dumb, mediocre boyfriend, and that is not the highly intelligent, brave, kind lucas that i know and love.

will’s sidelining. god, this made absolutely no sense. noah fucking shined last season. he stole pretty much the entire thing. every critic, even those who disliked the season, had nothing but good things to say about his performance. furthermore, will has so much potential in so many different directions in so many aspects of his character. however, once he revealed to his friends that he was feeling the upside down/MF’s presence... they may as well have written out his character. he was sidelined almost to the point of background character. they gave him very little to do emotionally after that castle byers scene, and even fewer lines.

total lack of willel scenes. phew, if this wasn’t a bummer. will spoke a single line to el, and maybe one or two throwaway lines about her. if there is one thing most of the fans can agree on, it’s that will and el have the biggest connection to the upside down, the biggest unspoken connection, the most parallels, and the most intriguing potential relationship... and they really just said “fuck it” and didn’t have them interact at all. (that’s poor writing folks!) they better make up for this now that they’re living together.

amount of eleven scenes. i love her so dearly. i really do. and i’m so happy she grew into her own, not through mike or hopper. but the amount of el plot and screen time this season was actually difficult to watch. every other scene centered around her. so many characters and so much of the story went undeveloped, while she got way, way more than was necessary. additionally, take any kid’s plot (other than dustin), and guaranteed, it revolved around el. people were starting to catch on that the show was favoring her character more than even most shows’ mains.... and this season took it to a level i actual didn’t think it would.

the comedy. it was so awkwardly written. so much of it threw off the pace of the show. it seemed forced, and just... not very stranger things-esque, where the comedy was typically well-written and blended into dialogue.

the baddies. this was a huge letdown, too. i understand that the monster was large, but it was far less menacing to me than, say, the MF’s physical form. it had gore points, sure. it felt incredibly boring and predictable. in the same vein, i thought the ‘zombie’ style storyline of heather & co. would be deeper than that, but that was literally all it was. again... not interesting to me. billy was a rehash as well. the russians definitely had potential, but even that plot wound up being incredibly one-dimensional.

billy’s screentime. this was one of the things i was absolutely furious about. he got more screentime than the party (minus el) combined. they wanted for us so badly to empathize with him, to humanize him... i’m sorry, but you wrote a character that almost killed a boy for being black, that abuses his sister, and is a misogynistic asshole. abuse doesn’t excuse that, and it’s insulting to abuse survivors to say that billy inevitably became this way because of his dad, and that he deserves our uwus for it... and actually got el’s. he took screen time away from characters who desperately needed it, and that’s something i will never look at the duffers the same way for.

the scoops troop. I wanted to love erica... but i feel so indifferent to her. she was way too much this season. and robin. again, i love that she’s confirmed queer. and i dug her character more. but even then... i don’t know. i would have rather never had her introduced, and allowed established characters to have been better developed. and as a whole, the whole storyline of the troop was just what I feared: underwhelming and awkwardly placed.

high steve & robin. won’t elaborate on this too much, bc there’s not much to elaborate on. it just felt so wildly out of place and unnecessary.

that dustin/suzie number. what the hell was that? what could have been a 20 second joke was stretched out WAY too long and was bizarrely placed. just because you have an actor from broadway, doesn’t mean he needs to sing. and even if he does sing... you couldn’t have found a better time or situation? i literally was just staring at my screen in disbelief as that whole thing happened. entirely unneeded.

the amount of flashbacks. i understand most casual viewers wouldn’t remember certain things because of how long it’s been. but they literally put a recap at the beginning of the season. that’s what it’s for. and there were also plenty from like.... the episode before??? the amount they included took away so much time, that it almost just seemed like they didn’t have enough footage, and they had to fill their time stamp somehow. at some point, it just becomes insulting to the audience’s intelligence.

the overall tone. this season did not feel like stranger things in the slightest. off the top of my head, the castle byers scene and the byeler scene in mike’s garage were the exceptions. the first few episodes did have some moments. but overall... it kind of felt like some weird, high budget commercial or something. the charm, distinct aesthetic, and nuance of seasons 1 and 2 was non-existent.

the post-credit scene. there was some last-minute hype up in the reviews for this. was that supposed to be shocking in some way? i suppose this is more the fault of the reviewers who hyped it, but... really? a demodog? we’ve seen that before... i guess more the point was to show that the russians officially have some kind of technology for this. but still, an underwhelming reveal. more intriguing to me, was if hopper was the american in the cell he mentioned at the start of it. or maybe brenner?

the neutral:

that ending. on one hand, it was incredibly predictable. they literally placed an obvious shot of it in the trailer (easy to deduce that the byers had moved out, and that it was fall, so it was an epilogue scene). i was convinced that there would be a twist element they weren’t showing us, but nope. on the other hand, i thought some things were done beautifully (which wasn’t exactly a trend this season). as i mentioned, i loved the jancy moments. i really did like the hopper voiceover, although it was a little trope-y and heavy-handed... i still got a little emo, ngl. those goodbye hugs were somethin’. and, as i said before... el! moving in! with the byers! gimme

so uh... that’s it, i guess. no one really asked, but i needed to get my thoughts out. what did you guys think of the season?

#stranger things #st3 #spoilers #i very well might add onto this the more i continue to think about it

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livvywrites · 5 years

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nights made for wishing

I actually posted this a long time ago under a placeholder title, but failed to tag it properly AND posted to the wrong blog. It was also only a preview bc I was a Tumblr newbie & struggled with formatting.

This is part of a series I called “an indulgent adventure” which was… just a place I played in & experimented with. I rediscovered it in my writing folder, and I’m thinking of picking it up again!

In the meantime, have the only finished story from the series ;) There are some slight mentions of sex, but it’s maybe PG13 at max. I hope you enjoy!

You would follow the Princess anywhere she went. The gallant lady and her band of female companions, taking on the world together. Tales of your adventures—wildly exaggerated—have made their way across the kingdoms.

The Archer, with her silver tongue and quick fingers. (You call her the Thief in the privacy of your camp. She has a rakish smile and a wink that once made you flustered to see.)

The Bard, with her lilting voice and sultry eyes. (If the Archer flustered you, the Bard made you timid as a mouse. Her 'come hither' voice nearly undid you many times, and the soft songs she sang could woo even the iciest of women.)

The Healer, with her soft words and soothing magic. (Her eyes are steady, her presence strong. People do not see how she comes apart with each life she fails to save.)

The Priestess, with her wise eyes and wiser words. (You hear her doubts whisper on the edge of your mind and you know they make her wonder if she truly deserves to be here. You want to assure her that the doubts are normal; they make her human. But you do your best to leave your companions' thoughts private.)

The Sorceress, with her air of danger and powerful spells. (Men call her the Witch and stand in fear; she cackles. Men fear what they cannot understand, she says, catlike eyes raking down their forms. You know they imagine her sizing them up for dinner.)

The Princess, with her sharp daggers and sharper eyes. (She is a proud woman who has grown much from the childish thing you met years ago. No longer selfish and unintentionally cruel; she has blossomed into a beautiful woman. One day, she will make a fine queen.)

But you—you were the Magician. You could see all over the world with your mystical third eye and cast powerful illusions with no more than the drop of a hat. You spoke with the trees and communed with spirits who had yet to pass from this world. You were the far off one, with the dreamy expression who never seemed to focus on anything in the present. You spoke the language of truth, presented plain in the light of day, and that made people uncomfortable. You had no patience for the stammering fools that would approach you, and so your words were colder and more blunt than they, perhaps, should have been. People learned quickly not to approach you unless their need for knowledge was desperate.

She was the Knight; the shield. She had fought more enemies than you dared to count and come out triumphant on the other side. She had stood between your Princess and her companions far more often than you had the courage to remember and bore the scars as proof of her troubles. She stood tall and proud at all times, shoulders back and chin held high. Her eyes were sharp as she searched for danger, hand on hilt just in case. She was blunt but kind, hard but soft, stern-faced but with laughing eyes.

During the day, the two of you were unknowable and powerful; symbols that the common folk rallied behind and enemies who would threaten the kingdom feared. You were spoken of all across the world as legends and hailed as heroes. Bards had sung songs with your names in them; they told the stories of your great deeds and you could scarcely go anywhere without being recognized anymore.

But you were not only the icons that people believed you to be.

When night fell and the campfire had fallen to a faint light, and the two of you were safely ensconced in the tent that you shared… you were little more than two women who had found comfort in each other. Under the light of the moon, you were lovers.

You knew her intimately. Every scar on her body was yours to observe and trace, committing them all to memory. She had followed the arcane symbols tattooed into your flesh with a reverence you had never known before and only cared to know when it came from her. You had seen her, head tilted back and mouth parted in a silent gasp as she came apart beneath your fingers… just as you trusted only her to undo that rigid knot of control you had tied long ago. She was the only one who could handle the raw power locked beneath your skin, just as you were the only one who could withstand her crushing strength.

You were one of the few who got to see her shed that veneer of control she presented to the world and you were definitely the only one who got to see her like this, gasping and pleading with you to finish. She was one of the few who saw the dreamy look fade from your eyes, who got to hear you speak in the present time and answer the questions she was asking, instead of the ones she wasn't. And she was the only one who saw what you looked like when you quit holding back the raw magic within and let it travel across your body, sparking and lighting up your tattoos. Raw lightning, she'd called it once.

You were intense, the both of you. You had been called all sorts of dangerous things—fire given flesh, a storm made woman, a hurricane trapped in skin.

You were passionate and vigorous. You gave no mercy. You fought and you raged and you spat. You cried and shrieked and screamed. You were dangerous and wild. You would never be tamed and you didn't wish to be. You were free.

You could remember the early days, when the two of you had claimed to hate each other. Perhaps you had. But there is a thin line between love and hate, and you have fallen so far onto the other side that sight of the line is lost to you.

You love her.

You have admitted it to yourself before. You are the Magician and there is no truth that you can hide from, especially when it concerns yourself. Those words, that truth had scared you once, but now you can only find it in yourself to yearn for more.

She is the Knight, the shield, the protector. She is flame given form, a storm contained in flesh, a hurricane waiting to erupt. Together the two of you could consume the world. You can tear each other apart with ease, but you don't because you're stronger together than you ever were alone.

You have not told her you love her.

You dread the day that this adventure is over. You know she will return to the palace with the Princess, as often as she talks of doing so. You will return to your wanderings, for you have never known a real home and you doubt that she would welcome you into hers. Why would she? When she returns she will be able to have anyone that she wishes and you will become a memory. You are mystical and magical, and you are a picture made for yearning. You are the lover made for wistful sighing; the brief tangle of passion before one returns to normality. When the adventure is over and the spell is broken, you are an anomaly. You are the freak. The outcast. Unwanted.

It is possible that she might still want you. The Knight is not known for doing the obvious or the normal. She is unpredictable and you love it, for even you cannot see her future. Sometimes this worries you. You wonder if perhaps she would keep you at her side.

You do not know the answer. This is both wondrous and frightening all at the same time.

You find that you do not want to find out the answer. You simply wish that this adventure will last forever, or that you never see the end of it.

You bury your nose in the nape of her neck and breathe in. She smells of sex and sweat and the outdoors. Her skin is warm where it is pressed against yours and her hair is a curtain on the pillow you share. She breathes steady beside you. Her heart beats beneath your hand.

You hope, as you always have, for a different outcome than the one you see.

This time, you find that the hope comes easier. You promise yourself that one day, you will tell her how you feel.

You close your eyes. Perhaps that day will be tomorrow. Perhaps it will be after you defeat the dragon terrorizing the people to the north. Maybe it will come after you stop the manticore in the south. Maybe you'll hold your silence until it is time to return to the lives you had before you were dragged into this.

You hope you will find the courage beforehand.

You hope for a lot of things. What was it the Priestess said once?

"The night is made for wishing."

So you close your eyes, and you wish.

You sleep.

#writeblr #writelr #writers of tumblr #amwriting #fantasy #fantasy fiction #amwritingfantasy #my writing #an indulgent adventure #knight and the magician

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carolinenicolettes · 5 years

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MEET CAROLINE ESTELLE NICOLETTE !

(IN)CORRECT QUOTE -

“ this is taking too long ! i’m going to miss the farmer’s market ! ” —scary terry or scary caroline? who knows

“ she liked messy beds and movie nights without any lights on. she liked the quiet company of a few good friends. her idea of love was gentle and silent, like a whisper of a touch. some things are magical and magic, contrary to popular opinion, is often found in the most ordinary of places. ”

BASIC

NAME: caroline estelle nicolette NICKNAMES: n o p e it is caroline or NADA AGE: 21 BIRTHDAY: may 1st SPECIES: starchild GENDER: cisfemale PRONOUNS: she/her

FAMILY

MOTHER: amelia nicolette — born into money, massive name in the fashion industry, only wears fashionable power suits and celestial themed jewelry, drinks expensive whiskey neat FATHER: unknown PARENTS: raised by her mother, kind of. had a nanny named maggie growing up whom she loved dearly and was very good friends with a doorman named robert as well. it takes a village, you know. FAMILY: direct relation to the nicolette family that you all know and love aka odette. caroline’s mother is odette’s father’s sister. SIBLINGS: not at all.

PHYSIAL ATTRIBUTES

FACE CLAIM: scarlett leithold NATIONALITY: american HEIGHT: 5′7 WEIGHT: 139lbs BUILD: slender, and a bit insecure about that HAIR: long with a subtle wave , nearly down to her waist for now HAIR COLOR: golden blonde with a few summery platinum highlights EYE COLOR: baby bluuuue DOMINANT HAND: left ANOMALIES: during warmer months, and nearly year round since moving to california, there are little freckles dusted across her nose SCENT: seasalt, cocounut, sunscreen . . . . and occasionally mon paris by ysl ACCENT: she fought against that new york accent tooth and nail so none ALLERGIES: cats but also bullshit DISORDERS: dbd — dumb bitch disorder FASHION: an odd mix of vintage. corduroy dresses, plaid skirts, ribbed turtlenecks, velvet headbands, doc marten boots. a lil 60s, a lil 70s, a lil 90s. despite having quite a bit of money, she’s always wearing at least one thing that looks hand-me-down and that’s because her mother never threw anything away, so it likely is. NERVOUS TICS: rocks back and forth from her toes to her heels, death grip on a camera strap, tucking her hair behind her ears QUIRKS: collects enamel pins, always has a camera on her, closes her eyes when trying to focus on listening

LIFESTYLE

RESIDES: east side, victoria BORN: new york city RAISED: new york city VEHICLE: black 1969 chevy camaro, rarely ever drives it though as she bikes/skates most places PHONE: iphone 11 pro :\ COMPUTER: mac desktop collecting DUST PETS: too busy sneezing bc of odette’s cat

HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION: graduated COLLEGE EDUCATION: senior MAJOR: museum studies, photography MINOR: film studies CAREER: freelance photographer, current waste of space living off of that family $$$ EXPERIENCE: apprenticeships in fashion photography, internships in museum curation TRAINED IN: photography and classical ballet (reluctantly) OTHER: literally just .... she’s had a camera of some sort in her hand since she was like 12

POLITICAL AFFILIATION: liberal RELIGION: worships the ground stevie nicks, cher, and debbie harry walk on but that’s about it BELIEFS: you have to be really careful when buying sweaters from thrift stores because 80% of them are absolutely haunted MISDEMEANORS: none FELONIES: none TICKETS AND/OR VIOLATIONS: NONE DRUGS: once or twice but she’s strung out enough on her own SMOKES: weed, on occasion. cigarettes are gross. ALCOHOL: leisurely, mostly socially. Queen of Beer Pong™ DIET: fairly healthy, not at all picky, a little bougie.

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: labels are stupid SEXUAL ORIENTATION: and sexuality is fluid MARTIAL STATUS: never going to happen CHILDREN: *nervous laughter* AVAILABILITY: not at all LOOKING FOR: she’s actually legally blind so

LANGUAGES: english, french

PHOBIAS: fuck spiders SPECIFICALLY. might cry but also doesn’t want you to kill it just... take it out and awaaaay HOBBIES: photography, film — the act of and the watching of, hiking, live shows, bothering odette. literally has/had 3294328049 of them but is really only good at photography/film TRAITS: + adaptable, loyal, charismatic, clever, playful, adventurous ; - flighty, forgetful, cynical, unforgiving, disorganized, impatient SOCIAL MEDIA: the works - snapchat, twitter, instagram

FAVOURITE

LOCATION: photo pit at small venue concerts, anywhere within 10 feet of the pacific SPORTS TEAM: whomst GAME: playin w people’s HEARTS ...... jk ....... kinda MUSIC: haim, fleetwood mac, the aces... any band with a female lead singer SHOWS: ghost adventures, big little lies MOVIES: frances ha, almost famous, bob dylan: don’t look back RADIO STATION: anything that strictly plays oldies FOOD: loves baked goods BEVERAGE: cold brew coffee, cinnamon spice tea COLOR: a nice dusty rose :\

CHARACTER

MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic good MBTI: isfp — the adventurer ENNEAGRAM: type 7, the enthusiast ZODIAC: taurus HOGWARTS HOUSE: hufflepuff TAROT CARD: the empress TV TROPES: max mayfield, serena van der woodsen, ainsley howard, donna sheridan and honestly? eloise SONG: summer girl - haim

IDEOLOGIES: shove it down shove all the emotions DOWN do not feel. you can tell a lot about a person based on the music they listen to when they’re sad. three is the luckiest number.

THE RUNDOWN

amelia nicolette never intended to be a mother. she was freshly 21, inches from a moment that could launch her career in the fashion industry, and she hadn’t been in love or even interested in the idea since she was seventeen. so when a one night stand with a wealthy older man, left her with morning sickness and an odd appetite for two, she was less than thrilled.

he was even less thrilled, insisting that she terminate the pregnancy. i’ll drive you, he’d said in a hushed tone. only then did she see the tan line wrapped around his ring finger. a married man. a one night stand. and a complete bastard . amelia decided, then and there, to carry to term and then put the baby up for adoption.

until may 1st at 3AM on the dot when the most obnoxious scream split through the air. a baby, just slightly too small, kicking and screaming relentlessly was born in manhattan. a baby who wouldn’t shut up until she was placed in the arms of her mother, where she fell quiet and calm and she slept.

amelia nicolette never intended to fall in love, but holding her tiny baby girl, she knew then and there that she was a goner. caroline, as a song that sounded like joy played from a radio at the nurse’s station. estelle, for the stars. nicolette, the only family name she’d ever need.

for three years, it was just the two of them in a new york penthouse, and amelia learned quickly that she was good at being a mother. but that didn’t change her free-spirited nature or the way her heart had a tendency to yearn for more. she had the resources, and caroline was old enough — . . . and she’d been sketching for years, sitting on top of a portfolio that piled a mile high.

along comes nanny, maggie, and thus began the life she’d lead for the rest of her childhood. mom spent a lot of time at work, building a fashion brand that went international by the time caroline was 6. because of this, she was gone more often than not, leaving caroline to grow up under the watchful eye of a nanny.

but she called every night. made it home for every big holiday, every recital, every birthday. in the summers, caroline would spend her time split between visiting her mother, visiting odette, and visiting a beach house in victoria. there was a certain lack of permanence that caused her to be adaptable, allowed her to be comfortable with change and give into the whims of a free spirit like her mother’s.

but people filtered in and out, came and went, and on the flip side of the same coin, there was a sense of detachment , a fear of getting too close to people who would move out or move on.

despite this, caroline never found herself to be lonely. she was a friendly little thing with bright eyes and a sparkling curiosity, picking up hobbies instead of toys, but never quite being exceptional at any of them. she made friends with doormen and caused problems for the people behind the desk. she became good, early on, at keeping herself busy, making her own fun – . . . all things that have very much carried into adulthood.

she was lucky, and she’s fully aware of it which is why, from a young age, she always did her best to find ways to give that luck to people who seemed to need it.

things had a tendency to be tumultuous, what with her mother coming and going and her very best friend being in and out of the hospital, but she tried to go with the flow as best as she could. things were good but never truly exceptional.

until she met jude. he’d been in the same children’s wing as odette, and they’d known each other for a little bit before caroline met him. the three of them were inseparable, at first, simply best friends. but as they got older, feelings shifted and two friends became more than that.

our girl was in love for the very first time. and it was sweet and gentle and everything a first love is supposed to be. over time, that love grew, just as they did, and it was visible to anyone with eyes that they were in love. for two years, it was good, he was good.

and then he wasn’t. despite two years of remission and a healthy life, he fell ill again. there was nothing to do but stand by and watch as six months passed by, far too quickly, and he slipped away into nothing. ultimately passing away just a week before his 20th birthday.

caroline didn’t allow herself to feel it, for a while, lingering in the denial stage of grief for far too long. new york felt empty without him, without odette, without her mother, and it didn’t take much for her to pack her things and join her mother overseas, taking a gap year from school and focusing on herself, on her photography.

she spent a lot of time with a press pass around her neck. fashion shows and fashion shoots. major events and sports games. concerts and festivals. but there was one thing she loved more than anything else, and that was capturing the off-guard joy of life in candids of strangers on the street or in the crowds of bars and concerts. she found her own style, her own way of storytelling through a lens, and slowly but surely she began to heal.

still, there was no way around the way her heart felt a little heavier, a little darker, and how smiles from strangers at the other end of the bar made her stomach churn. she developed an aversion to new relationships of any sort, anything deeper than surface level becoming a bit too close for comfort.

and while life traveling was fun, she missed having a sense of home, so she went to where the only other person who felt like home was, finding herself moving into a house with odette in victoria.

she’s been around for a couple of months, coming out of a gap year and looking to finish her degree in the spring. victoria, for now, is home.

these days she’s a little bit more cynical. a little bit less likely to let people too close. a little bit lost but also who isn’t when they’re 21

#oof #— &&. CAROLINE ; bio .

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michael-hearteyes-wheeler · 6 years

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October Spooktacular!

Prompt: “Nah, I dont get scared.” + Mileven - Requested by Anonymous

[A/N] This was such a fun prompt! I used to work for a haunted house every October and this totally brought me back, so thank you lovely anon! (Small TW for mentions of gore, but its all simulated bc its a haunted house!)

The air that wrapped around them was cold, and biting.

El was standing in the center of what was more or less a huddle, all of her friends forming a tight circle, wearing warm jackets and gloves and hats. Every time the wind picked up, she snuggled closer in the space between Mike and Max. El hated being cold, despised it, so no one cared as she fought to stay warm. Will was more or less doing the same thing across from her, practically wedged in Dustin’s armpit.

The group was waiting in line for something that Dustin called ‘The Must-see Event of the fall’, and what Max had insisted would be the perfect October activity. A little, hastily thrown together, Haunted House on the outskirts of town, set up in an old barn.

El wasn't exactly sure what a ‘Haunted House’ was, at least not in this sense. She had watched the Amityville Horror with Max, and learned that some houses could be haunted (although Lucas argued that ghosts weren’t real), and it certainly didn't seem like anyone in that movie was having any fun. So why would they go to a haunted house? Dustin said it was just people in costumes who wanted to jump out and scare you. Max explained that the rooms were set up to look creepy, but that nothing inside of them was real. Mike said that some people enjoy getting scared, and that even if he didn't get it, the entire party was going, and it might be fun. Hopper just told her not to use her powers if one of the actors did scare her.

Fear was an interesting concept for El. She knew fear, probably a little too well honestly, but it was a feeling she often masked with other feelings. Determination, bravery, survival, anger. When she watched scary movies with Max, she didn't find herself feeling scared, not even at the gory parts that made Max clutch a pillow to her face. Loud noises made her jump, but she wasn't afraid of them, just of what they could represent. She wasn't scared of spiders like Steve, or of clowns like Dustin, or of Dolls like Lucas. Mike was scared of lots of things, but to her, he just seemed more nervous than actually terrified, and those things were different.

So she agreed to go, if for no other reason than to see what all the fuss was about, and because if everyone else was going, then she had to go too. They bought the tickets, they got warm apple cider from a vendor out front, and they waited in the long line that criss-crossed through an old corn field. As the night grew darker, and colder, they got closer and closer to the front of the line, where people were separated into pairs and sent into the glowing red light that spilled from the open barn doors.

“So when they split us up, who’s going with who?” Will, who was more nervous than anyone to be there, asked when there was only a few people separating then from the front of the line.

“I think it's pretty obvious, Max and Lucas, El and Mike, and Me and You.” Dustin pointed at each person as he spoke, and the group nodded in agreement. Dustin often complained about being a ‘third wheel’, even if El didn't really think he meant it.

So the party shuffled around, changing positions from their amorphous huddle to a row of pairs, Lucas and Max upfront, El and Mike at the back. This meant El had little to no protection from the breeze that whipped through the corn field, and she latched onto Mikes arm like a lifeline. He was like a living heater sometimes.

“You're not scared are you?” Mike asked, teasingly, looking down at her with his signature crooked grin.

“No, I don't get scared.” She teased back, even though she meant it.

Eventually the line moved again, sending Lucas and Max off into the barn. Will and Dustin bounced on their heels eagerly (or nervously), and soon enough they filled in too. El could hear Lucas shriek, all high-pitched and piercing, then she could hear Max laugh. She listened to Dustin and Will yell out in unison. Then there was the roar of a chainsaw, and a loud crash. It made her curious. What could possibly be inside the barn that would make then scream out loud? Would Mike scream? Would she scream?

Her questions would be answered very soon, because before she knew it, it was time to walk inside. Mike handed over their tickets to a man dressed like the grim reaper, who smiled at them and told them ‘not to touch the props or actors’.

Once inside, the air was significantly warmer. El let go of her death grip on Mike’s arm, and settled for just holding his hand instead. It was dark, almost too dark to see where to go. The red lights made shadows stick out at odd angles, and a series of makeshift walls turned and bisected the barn like a maze.

So far, not scary at all.

Then, however, they rounded the corner and came face to face with the first actor. El jumped, startled, and felt Mike jump beside her. The man in front of them was dressed like a farmer, only he was covered in blood. Fake blood, El reminded herself. The man said nothing to them, just breathed heavily down their shoulders as they walked past.

Then they entered a room full of tables and chairs, almost like a dining room, except everything was covered in simulated gore. Blood and guts, severed legs and arms, even a severed head on a silver platter. El felt grossed out, sure, but not scared. There was a woman in this room, pretending to eat the fake body parts. Mike wretched and turned his head, and El thinks like she might have laughed at him if it weren't for the fact that she just wanted out.

The rest of the haunt went on this way. People jumping out from behind corners, people rocking back and forth in the shadows. Fake blood and fake bodies here and there. A room with a girl in a cage (that made El more sad than scared). A wall on pulleys that fell hard as they walked past it (the loud crash she had heard outside). It was all just puzzle pieces. Sure they both jumped a few times, and sure every now and then they would squeeze each others hands, but that was about it. After a few minutes El could tell they were reaching the exit, and she felt more disappointed than anything else. Disappointed that she didn't get scared, disappointed that it wasn't really fun either, and disappointed that Mike didn't even scream. That would have at least been funny.

But then, just as the exit came into view, and the dim yellow flood lights outside showed them the way, a final actor made his presence known.

The man with the chainsaw.

In the millisecond it took for El to register what was happening, everything went to chaos.

First, Mike yelped and turned so fast that he tripped over his own legs and fell, letting go of El’s hand. Then, El realized that she had started screaming too. She turned around to face the man, who was towering above her and far too close (seriously, how had she not noticed him creeping up behind her?) He was wearing a pig’s face as a mask, and wielding a massive chainsaw just above her head. He was covered in blood, and the air around him smelled like gasoline and mildew.

El was frozen. El was terrified.

Suddenly, Mike was back to his feet and grabbed her arm, scrambling to pull them both outside. If he hadn't done that, El wasn't sure how long it would have taken for her to start moving on her own. As they turned to leave, El saw the flood lights flickering, and released whatever grip she had subconsciously had on them, hoping anyone that had seen would think it was just an atmospheric effect.

Of course, as soon as they were outside, the sounds of the chainsaw stopped, and their friends were all waiting for them, laughing and pointing. El only stopped screaming once she saw all of her friends, and she released the tension in her clenched fists. It was surreal, leaving the dark and oppressive corridors inside, and feeling the real world again. ‘Suspension of disbelief’, that was a phrase Max used to explain scary movies once, that a good movie can take you away from reality just long enough to make you believe whatever is happening on screen. Mike was out of breath, and leaned forward bracing his hands on his legs once they were a safe distance away.

“Oh my god, Wheeler!” Max, who was laughing the hardest, was the first to speak, “That really made my night, seeing you hit the ground like that.”

“Oh ha ha.” Mike gulped for air and stood up, “I just tripped.”

“Uh huh, don't even try to lie man, we all saw you lose it.” Lucas smirked.

“Oh like you didn't scream like a little girl?” Mike pointed, which made everyone (besides Lucas) laugh again.

“So, Ellie, how was your first haunted house?” Dustin asked, looping his arm around her shoulder (which had quickly become his favorite form of affection for her).

El was still, more or less, in shock. She had been so unafraid, and frankly, so unprepared for that ending. She didn't so much as gasp the entire walk through, but now her throat was raw from yelling and her palms were sweaty. But even still...

“I loved it.”

“What!?” Mike, Max, and Lucas all asked in unison.

“I loved it. I like being scared, it was fun.” El realized then that she was smiling wide. That the Adrenalin she felt from getting so startled was surging through her. A feeling she knew well, but never one that came without consequences before now. She felt unstoppable.

“I knew you would love it! If you want, we can come through again, without the boys next time.” Max clapped a hand on El’s shoulder and El nodded. That sounded like a great idea. She almost wanted to go through it again right now.

“Well great, you guys have fun.” Mike shook his head and the group started moving back towards the road, where Steve would be picking them up. “But you're both crazy.”

“Guess the girls of the group are just cooler than you guys.” Max nonchalantly flipped her hair, and Mike rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, no shit, Maxine.” Mike muttered, which sent the entire group laughing all over again.

The walk to the road was filled with energetic chatter about the haunt. Everyone's favorite parts and rooms, reenacting different actors, telling what they did when they got scared. Whenever her friends talked over each other this way, it always made El feel warm and content. She wasn't much of a talker, but she loved listening, and she loved that they would ask for her to weigh in. El realized then that fear had many faces, and it didn't always have to be such a bad thing. That fear was malleable, sometimes exciting, and that it kept you safe. She felt empowered by her own fear.

“So...” Mike had fallen back from the conversation just a few steps to stand next to her. “You really had fun?”

El shrugged, grabbing his arm again and finally enjoying the evening breeze. “Like I said, I don't get scared.” She said passively, even if this time it wasn't exactly true.

#yall haunted houses are just the best ever #send me spooky prompts!#my writing #mike wheeler #el hopper #mileven #mileven fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things 2 #stranger things fanfiction

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being the elder henderson sibling [headcanon]

Requested?: Yee my dudes. Anon: “I absolutely loved your Wheeler and Byers middle child imagine! can you make one for Dustin’s older sister? Love your blog btw “ (idk who you are but i’m glad you enjoy my blog <3)

Pairing: Dustin Henderson x reader (platonic, family), Steve Harrington x reader (romantic oops)

((btw guys if you’re getting annoyed at all of these turning out as romantic Steve things, pls let me know))

((once again, season 2 below the cut))

you were Claudia Henderson’s pride and joy

well you were, until Dustin was born

but you couldn’t complain

Dusty was your pride and joy as well

you were always so supportive of him

((especially whenever him and the rest of the party won the annual science fair))

you would always help Mr. Clarke with the AV club

the fact that you were always around meant that you were always the one constant in the Party’s lives.

they loved you

((you were the og group mom))

no matter how cool you were to The Party, you were unapproachable at school

you thought it was because you were a certified Loser™

in reality, it was because you intimidated everybody

you were so pretty and kind and smart that people saw you as unapproachable.

well, everybody except your closest friend

((aka Jonathan Byers))

you always had your nose stuck in a new book, oblivious to the awestruck glances aimed at you.

Jonathan would always snort at the glances you’d get from half of the basketball team ((yes, including Steve Harrington [pre-Nancy]))

when Will went missing, you swear you felt your heart break

but you didn’t cry because Dustin was distraught and he needed someone to comfort him.

in fact, you comforted all of The Party, Jonathan, and Joyce.

you caught Dustin sneaking out of the house to go look for Will one night

instead of ratting him out to your mom, you went along because “there’s no way I’m leaving a dumbass like you all alone in the woods.”

The Party was relieved to have you tagging along

you made them feel safe.

you’re skeptical about Eleven at first, and take Lucas’s side for a while.

soon, you begin to see that the young girl can actually be a highly useful asset.

the next day, you find yourself being extremely surprised.

when you hear that Barb is missing, you’re pretty rattled.

first Will, now Barb.

what was happening?

after school, you find your way to the parking lot

you see Steve and his little crowd mocking Jonathan

you approach them right as they break him camera.

pissed off, you begin shouting obscenities at them, shocking everyone.

sweet, beautiful, caring (Y/N) Henderson knew how to curse?

when Carol starts making remarks about Jonathan, you lunge at her.

Tommy intervenes and before you know it, his fist has met your face.

everyone stops.

they all stare at you

you simply crack your neck and deliver an equally devastating blow to Tommy’s face.

((at this point, Steve is feeling guilty because he just knows he’s fallen in love with you but Nancy is still in the picture))

but damn can you take a punch

Tommy is on the ground, in pain, and you simply grab Jonathan’s hand and threaten the little group.

your foot hovers over Tommy’s crotch before you speak.

“if you ever pull a little stunt like that again, you can say goodbye to any future children you were planning on having,Tommy. you too, Harrington.”

Steve simply stares at you and Jonathan groans because he knows what that look means.

he’s seen it too many times on his brother’s face and on the faces of half the school’s basketball team.

Steve. Is. Absolutely. Smitten.

eventually you find out about Will’s body being found.

you reluctantly head home to be with Dustin...

...who sends you right back to the Byers residence, insisting that Jonathan needs you more than he does.

although hesitant, you listen to your little brother and spend the night with Jon.

you help calm Joyce down when they have to go identify the body.

you eventually tag along with Nancy and Jonathan when they go looking for the monster.

you notice Nancy is missing and follow her into the Upside Down.

when the monster chases you, you make sure she goes back through the tree first.

you barely make it through, the Demogorgon clamping onto your leg and leaving you injured.

you refuse to go to the hospital, and Nancy proceeds to patch you up.

when you go to the store to buy your weapons, you’re the one who sees the movie matinee first.

you try to keep Nancy away from it, but she sees it anyways.

when she runs off, you grab Jonathan’s hand and tug him along.

“oh look, Nancy the slut and the creepy couple”

“shut up Carol. just because Tommy is the only one who wants to fuck you doesn’t mean you have to be bitter all the time.”

Tommy takes a step towards you but stops once you arch an eyebrow.

Steve looks at your hand in Jonathan’s and starts talking shit.

“really Nance? you had to go after Byers? I bet you, him, and Henderson there had a lot of fun together eh?”

you’re the first one who swings and although Tommy is urging Steve to fight back, he knows that he can’t hit you.

so he hits Jonathan instead.

you wind up at the police station

where you eventually spill the whole story to Hopper and Joyce, showing them your wound as proof.

when you contact The Party, you’re the one who has to speak to them

you’re the only one that they truly trust.

you don’t want to leave them but Nancy insists that she and Jonathan need your help.

Jonathan is your best friend and although you don’t know Nancy that well, she is a sweet girl.

so you agree and go with them.

when Steve arrives, you’re the one who opens the door and tries to keep him out.

eventually, the Demogorgan arrives and you have to keep it away from Steve, who is unarmed.

when he helps you fight back, you realize that maybe (just maybe) he isn’t a self-centered, big-haired douchebag.

fast-forward to the end of the fight

everyone is safe, except El.

although you’re sad that she’s gone, you know it’s nothing compared to what Mike is feeling.

when Will awakens, you’re right by his side

along with the rest of The Party.

and when Jonathan sees the way Will looks at you, with that dazed, dreamy look,

he knows that things might turn out okay.

you hug Dustin tightly and tell him how much you love him

Dustin whispers the same things back to you before pushing you off and rubbing his neck in embarrassment

the rest of the evening is spent in comfort as you all realize that you still have each other.

things slowly go back to how they were

you’re still the mom of the group

you and Jonathan are still as close as ever, especially with Nancy becoming closer to you as well.

unbeknownst to you, Nancy and Steve are having problems because Nancy is too focused on Jon and Steve is too focused on you.

you inevitably meet new kid Billy Hargrove and his charming kid stepsister Max ((who you take an instant liking to))

you met them in the parking lot on Halloween, where Billy asked you to go to Tina’s party with him and you “agreed”

((you said “sure, I’ll see you there” but the wink you gave Max showed that you had no intention of ever showing up))

you choose to supervise The Party instead, and even dress up as a Ghostbuster with them.

((they are beyond excited about that))

when Max surprises them and sees you, she immediately starts laughing

she explains to The Party that you just stood her dick of a stepbrother up on Halloween.

((Dustin is super proud of you bc he’s heard so much shit about Billy))

anyways,

you don’t know it, but Mike and the rest of The Party are keeping Will’s visions a secret from you because they don’t want you to worry.

you know something is going on but you think it’s just normal teenage boy stuff

so what if they’re keeping secrets. they can’t tell you everything, ya feel?

after trick or treating, you and Dustin walk home

and find a lil thingy in the trash can.

you and Dustin are both intrigued by this...thing.

so you keep it

and name it Dart.

and then it all goes to shit

I mean, first it escapes at the emergency AV Club meeting

next thing you know, Will is infected by that shadow monster.

you’re pissed off at the kids for not telling you what was happening with Will

like you yell at them

y e l l

they had never seen you so upset and The Party felt so guilty that they had caused this.

you give The Party the silent treatment until Dustin runs up to you in a panic, telling you about how Mews is dead.

you sigh and roll your eyes because “dammit Dustin I really can’t leave you alone because you always mess things up.”

Dustin grins because he can see you fighting a smile and he knows that you’re not upset with him anymore.

“alright (Y/N), we’re gonna go over to Mike’s house because none of those sons of bitches are answering and we really need their help.”

you reluctantly hop onto Dustin’s bike and make your way over to Mike’s house

you run into Steve there, a bundle of roses in his hands.

“(Y/N)? what are you doing here?”

“i’m looking for Mike. or Nancy. but they’re not here so we’re leaving.”

you’re tone is pretty rude and Steve is pretty shocked.

you grab Dustin’s hand and begin to walk off but he stops you.

“wait. he fought the Demogorgon with you last year didn’t he?”

you sigh and nod your head.

“then he can help us.”

Steve agrees to help because he wants to win you over

you find yourself going down into the cellar first, holding a crowbar and getting ready to defend yourself against Dart.

Steve almost has a heart attack and races after you.

you propose the idea to lure Dart to the junkyard with raw meat.

when walking towards the junkyard, you trail slightly behind the two boys, snorting whenever Steve gives Dusty advice.

“what? you got better advice Henderson?”

“yeah. Dusty, do exactly the opposite of what he says. his advice is bullshit. i’m not sure how he ever got Nancy to agree to go out with him.”

Steve frowns at your words before speaking. “Nance and I aren’t together anymore”

you look at him, eyes wide in apology.

Steve stares right as you before continuing,

“turns out, we were way too focused on other people.”

you look down awkwardly, an unwelcomed blush painting your cheeks

Dustin simply grins widely as he looks between the two of you, causing Steve to scoff and ruffle his hair.

at the junkyard, you and Max do most of the work

Dustin and Lucas are too busy chatting and Steve is too busy admiring you.

while waiting for the demodogs, you find yourself sitting next to Steve, head thrown back against the wall of the bus and humming a song under your breath.

you only stop when you hear Steve chuckle breathlessly

“are you humming AC/DC, Henderson?”

you blush and nod your head

“never took you as that kind of girl.”

“what kind of girl did you take me for Harrington?”

Steve stares at you for a moment before looking away, distracted by Lucas shouting.

“they’re here!”

when Steve goes outside, you feel kind of guilty

you know you should be helping him but you want to keep the kids safe.

you fight off the demodogs that try to attack the inside of the bus.

after making sure no one is hurt too badly, you lead everyone to Hawkins Lab, following the mini demogorgons.

back at the Byers house, Joyce has you stay with her, Hopper, and Mike when talking to Will.

she knows that he’ll feel safer with you there as well.

since you’re the designated babysitter, you stay with the kids

they quickly become restless and so do you

when Mike begins to talk about his plan, you can’t help but agree with him

after Steve disagrees, they all turn to you.

“hey you dipshits, why aren’t you listening to me?”

“(Y/N) is the leader. she’s our babysitter, not you Harrington. we listen to her.”

you smirk at Steve.

“that’s right. i’m in charge. and I say we go.”

the kids all cheer and start to gather up whatever they need.

Steve narrows his eyes and glares at you.

“it’s on Henderson. I’m gonna be the best damn babysitter these kids have ever had.”

“dream on Harrington.”

you and Steve are now in competition to see who is the Best Mom™

Steve is super upset bc you’re making him flustered just by looking at him.

Dustin walks back into the room during your intense stare off

“goddammit guys. we can feel the sexual tension all the way from the back of the house!”

when Billy arrives, you step in front of Max and Lucas

Billy ends up cornering you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“y’know princess, what you did to me at Halloween wasn’t very nice.”

Steve is by the door, ready to attack the mullet-headed dick

you totally save yourself though, pulling his mullet and kicking him until he lets you go.

when Billy tries to lunge at you, Steve steps in

“don’t you dare lay a hand on my girlfriend Hargrove.”

you pretend not to hear the kids cheering at his words.

even though Steve gets his ass kicked, you’re still grateful.

in the tunnels, you make sure that Dustin is by your side the whole time.

except when Mike is caught

that’s when you separate yourself and help Mike get free

you and Steve make sure that the kids get up first

when you see the demodogs running at you, you yelp

Steve follows your gaze and grabs your hands.

“listen Henderson. if we’re about to die, there’s something I've always wanted to do.”

you glance at the demodogs hesitantly, before turning back to Steve.

“you might wanna hurry up then Harrington.”

Steve immediately presses his lips to yours.

and you’re kissing

as all the demodogs run around you.

you pull away awkwardly

but you can’t deny that it was the best kiss you’ve ever had

((not that you’d ever admit it))

once you exit the tunnel, you’re met with the smug faces of The Party.

“well, i’m glad you got that out of the way.”

“shut up Dusty.”

you avoid Steve afterwards, too stubborn to admit that maybe you have a crush on him.

Nancy and Jonathan try to get you to talk to him

“c’mon (Y/N). he really likes you!”

“you guys were together???”

“well yeah, but he always liked you and I always liked Jonathan.”

you notice him spending more time with Dustin and it warms your heart.

Dustin definitely brings him up in random conversations you two have.

“hey (Y/N), this pasta is great. you know who else likes pasta? STEVE!”

“hey have you seen my walkie-talkie? by the way, STEVE IS DOING PRETTY WELL TODAY!”

eventually, Dustin asks you to help him get ready for the Snow Ball.

((you definitely laughed when he told you that Steve told him to use the Farrah Fawcett Hairspray)).

he also begs you to go drop him off with Steve.

when Steve first sees you, it’s awkward as hell.

but you just brush past him and into the car

when he gives Dustin advice, you roll your eyes and lean forwards.

“don’t listen to him Dusty.”

you kiss his cheek and he smiles before getting out of the car.

“alright, have fun you two. but not too much fun.”

“Dusty what are you-”

Dustin points to the roof of the car smugly

hanging from the car’s roof is a sprig of mistletoe

((where did this dipshit get mistletoe??))

you and Dustin have a mini stare-off before you groan and turn around, taking Steve by surprise and kissing him harshly.

“wow”

“you got that right Harrington,” you grumble.

“does this mean you like me Henderson?”

“don’t push it dumbass.”

Steve chuckles before turning serious.

“I really do like you Henderson.”

a pause. then...

“i know.”

“did you just Han Solo me?”

“yes but i like you too so shh.”

Steve Harrington might have been a douchebag but he cleaned up his act.

The Party was super happy that you were together now

especially Dustin.

((you were still the favorite babysitter though))

(((shh don’t tell Steve)))

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