#upside-down

[doomspaniels]

Progression of Guinevere Cuddles

#guinevere #cocker spaniel #dogblr #snuggleblr #Spaniel Eyes #snuggle wyvern #upside-down #bunny paws #belly belly belly

[lionfloss]

by Josh Quissy

#photography #buildings #night #dark #windows #lights #upside-down #upside down #red #blue #glow #neon #cities #city

[sunflower-butch]

Send Me Away With the Words of a Love Song || Ronancetober Day One: Upside-Down

(Loosely inspired by “If I Die Young” by The Band Perry)

CW: implied character death (but there’s a happy open ending I swear—)

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A lot of things scared Nancy Wheeler. There were a lot of things to be scared of—demogorgons and alternate dimensions and evil wizards haunted her nightmares.

What Nancy didn’t expect to scare her was quiet.

It was unbearably quiet as she, Steve, and Robin biked through the Upside-Down. Robin was unbearably quiet. Nancy didn’t know her well, but the girl seemed to never shut up. At first it had annoyed Nancy, but she quickly learned to find it endearing. Now it was terrifying how deathly silent the girl was.

She knew why, though. Robin was scared out of her wits, and Nancy couldn’t blame her. After their first plan resulted in Eddie’s death and Max in a coma, there weren’t high hopes for this mission.

___

“I have a really bad feeling about this, Nance.”

Nancy looked up from where she was polishing her shotgun, brows furrowed as she took in Robin’s expression. It was a horrible mix of fear and sadness. Like she was already mourning.

“We’re more prepared this time,” Nancy promised, though even she wasn’t sure she believed it. She scooted over so her hip was touching Robin’s, a comforting hand on the girl’s shoulder. “I believe we can do this.”

Robin mulled this over, lip twitching. She sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before shooting a teary eyed glance in Nancy’s direction. She bit her lip, looking hesitant.

“Penny for your thoughts, Rob?” Nancy asked softly.

“Can I ask you for something you aren’t going to like?” she croaked, voice breaking. Nancy’s gaze softened, and she nodded. She took Robin’s hand in her own, squeezing it softly.

“You kind of have to now,” she commented, trying to lighten the mood. Robin sighed, pulling her knees to her chest.

“If I don’t make it out—“

“You will—“ Nancy’s heart leapt into her throat at the thought, hammering uncomfortably.

“Nance, please.” There was something desperate in her hoarse voice.

Nancy put up her hands in surrender, nodding despite her want to argue. She couldn’t. Not when Robin was looking at her like that, grey blue eyes so soft and vulnerable. Nancy felt like she was drowning in them.

“If I don’t make it out, will you bring my—“ she choked, shook her head and tried again. “Will you bring me home? If it’s safe.” She sighed, and Nancy laid her head on the girl’s shoulder, surprised how comforting she found the other girl’s presence.

Well, she was beginning to learn why, given the warm feeling in her stomach and the way she couldn’t look away from the freckled girl’s lips anymore.

“Of course, Robbie,” she murmured. Robin leaned her head against Nancy’s, sniffling.

“And will you bury me by the river? And plant wildflowers on my—on my grave?” Robin smiled, a broken little thing that cracked Nancy’s heart nearly in two. Robin truly didn’t believe she’d make it out alive, that much was clear. Nancy decided to make it her mission to protect her.

“Of course. Any other requests?” she asked softly, proud of the way her voice didn’t waver.

“Yeah.” Robin took a deep, shuddering breath, turning to look Nancy directly in the eye, a question dancing in stormy blue. Nancy leaned in, foreheads touching and Robin’s breath warm on her face.

“Anything, birdie.”

“Will you send me away with a love song?”

“If that’s what you want,” Nancy promised, again squeezing Robin’s hand.

Their first kiss was sweet and languid, a confession and a goodbye and an ‘I hope I see you later’, a promise of forever if they both made it out. Nancy thought it might just kill her.

___

“ROBIN, NO!”

The words tore from Nancy’s chest and morphed into a scream as Robin shoved Nancy out of the way, the demogorgon’s claws ripping into Robin’s flesh. The freckled girl cried out, ugly crimson immediately spreading across her torso. Nancy scrambled to her feet, pulling her shotgun into position. Robin nodded at her, her face paling quickly.

Robin leapt into action, sinking her Bowie knife into the demogorgon’s chest while Nancy slammed the monster in the back of the head with the butt of her gun. The creature roared, whirling on Nancy. Her gaze hardened as she saw Robin’s blood dripping from its long, crooked fingers.

“You’ll pay for that, you son of a bitch!” she howled as she took aim and blasted the beast back. It roared in agony as she shot again and again, watching it crumple at her feet.

“Nancy, we have to get out of here!”

Nancy vaguely recognized Steve’s voice, turning to see him holding Eleven, the girl’s face streaked with blood—alive, thank god. Will was at their side, looking exhausted. That must mean Vecna was gone.

But Steve was right. She could hear the telltale screech of the demobats getting closer. She turned to Robin, to grab her hand—

And she froze.

Robin was not standing behind her anymore, but rather laying on the ground in a pool of crimson, and Nancy’s blood ran cold. The girl was horrifyingly still, one arm stretched out toward Nancy, palm open as if reaching out for her.

“Robin?” she called, voice wavering. Nothing. No response. Not even a twitch.

Despite the noise of the constant storm and the approaching bats, all Nancy could hear was silence. Heavy, burdening silence that hung over her like a dark cloud, filling her lungs like smoke, choking her, burning.

“Nancy, come on! She’s gone!” She registered that it was Mike calling this time, but she was frozen, unable to look away.

She felt a hand on her wrist and suddenly she was being dragged away.

“No!” she protested, trying to turn back.

“She’s gone, Nance! We don’t have time!” Steve. Steve was dragging her away from Robin, from her best friend, the girl she loved. She had never hated him more.

“Let me go! I promised!” she screamed. God she knew she was being impractical, she knew they couldn’t save the girl, and running back would only get more of them killed.

“I promised,” she sobbed brokenly as she let Steve pull her away, and they began to race toward the gate.

___

Robin was gone. Robin was gone, and with her, was Nancy’s heart. At first she tried to bury her grief, deciding feeling nothing was better than being torn open by the sharp knife of Robin’s death. Her plans didn’t last long, however, when she got home and showered and opened her closet to change, only to see Robin’s denim jacket discarded from their trip to the asylum.

She reached out and ran her fingers over the fabric, a choked sob wracking her body as she eyed each of the patches. Her gaze lingered on the blue and yellow ‘Handle with Care’ and she broke.

___

That night, Nancy met with Steve and the rest of the party to say goodbye. She brought Robin’s jacket and they met at the river.

Steve offered her a hug, which she accepted without question. She was glad he was here. He would understand her pain better than anyone.

There was no body to bury. Nancy’s heart still ached, but she knew it was necessary to leave her. Instead, they buried Robin’s jacket and all said a few words, and then they left Steve and Nancy alone.

Nancy knelt by the freshly overturned Earth and pulled a pack of seeds from her pocket. She sprinkled it over the dirt and took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured, hoping Robin could hear her. “I’m sorry we couldn’t bring you home.”

She took a deep breath, and then in the softest, sweetest voice she could muster, she began to sing. The lyrics were bittersweet and melancholy, singing of love lost and forever cut short. She felt Steve’s hand on her shoulder as she began to stammer on the lyrics, unable to find her voice.

“She loved you,” he murmured. Nancy stood and buried her face in his chest.

“I loved her too, and I never even got to tell her.”

___

When Nancy went to bed that evening, she pulled something from her pocket and placed it on her nightstand. A worn, dirty patch of blue and yellow, reading ‘Handle with Care.’ She had pulled it from the jacket before they buried it—her last little piece of Robin.

She looked at it for a moment, under the flickering light of her bedroom lamp.

Only, the lamp shouldn’t be flickering.

Nancy tensed, staring at the lamp, watching the strange flickering pattern, long flickers and shorter—almost familiar.

It was Morse code. Someone was communicating in Morse code.

Robin.

#THERES A HAPPY ENDING I SWEAR #anyway here’s some angst for you #ronancetober #upside-down #ronance #Robin Buckley #Nancy Wheeler #robin x nancy #nancy x robin #this isn’t my best writing I don’t think but anyway— #lo drabbles

[dynamoe]

I like fashion shows when they have nothing to do with wearable fashion.

VIKTOR & ROLF 2023 Couture (ignore the normal Barbie dresses interspersed)

instagram video: https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn2JyajqDKa/

#fashion week 2023 #haute couture #Viktor and Rolf #Weird fashion #fashion show #upside-down #gowns #fashion #X-axis #models

[stoptellinglieslois]

@hokkemaruyaki

#superman #nightwing #robin #Upside-down

[slaughtergutz]

I knew it was on his stomach! I called it! It made the most sense since the core four of the Arlong pirates make a cross up, down, left, right

now we just need Hachi n Kuroobi to strip to see where they put their Arlong tattoos

#hc kuroobi has his on his leg #upside-down #bc he's the tattooer hjbfdnkml

[jorilovesfun]

www.PartnersID.com

#swinger #polyamory #swinger jewelry #swingers #swinger lifestyle #open minded #swingerjewelry #lifestyle jewelry #swinger symbol #blackring #upside-down

[abuddyforeveryseason]

Something's looking a bit upside-down face with this, the Buddy for November 21st. I guess after the Bizarro Buddy for November 19th, this Buddy follows the suit by being the "opposite" of something. Most people have their faces upside up, but not this guy.

Though, to be honest, I'm more interested in the road there in the bakcground. Looks a bit like the Jerry Bruckheimer Films logo, right?

#ab4es #drawing #upside-down #upside down face #Jerry Bruckheimer Films

[aubrietarose]

Abigail is an excellent dancer, both on her own two hooves and on a pole. Pole dancing is quite beautiful to watch, and great exercise too!

#AubrietaRose #furry art #anthro art #Abigail #anthro unicorn #unicorn #purple hair #mythology #female #unicorn girl #kinktober #kinktober2023 #pole #pole dance #pole dancing #dance #dancer #pose #upside-down #poledance #poledancing

[talltalestogo]

“Upside down”

Upside down Breakfast upside down. / The mantis does not care and / neither does his prey. . . #upside-down #breakfast #mantis #prey #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #tuesday #091223 #2023

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#091223 #David E. Booker #haiku #mantis #Old North Knoxville #photo #poem #poetry #prey #September #Tuesday #upside-down

[doomspaniels]

Guinevere Appreciation Time has descended upon you

#guinevere #cocker spaniel #dogblr #Guinevere Appreciation Time #upside-down #Spaniel Eyes

[carloscaterpillar04]

The Zula Patrol: Upside-Down Stuff

Featuring the Upside-Downers of: Sun Day (Zeeter) Forget-me-Naut (Bula) Giant Litterbugs from Space (Dark Truder) Earth Hunt (Bula × Gorga) RV of the Giants (Zeeter, Gorga, Bula) Star-Crossed (Dark Truder's Vehicle) Small is Beautiful (Wizzy) Club Mars (Dark Truder) The Ins and Outs of Planets (Zeeter) *Bula is Right side up Dog Gone Gorga (Gorga) The Big Mess (Spaceship) Weather Vain (Zeeter) My Friend Named Breezy (Deliria × Cloid) Journey to the Center of Gorga (Bula, Zeeter, Multo)

#ZulaPatrol #Upside-Down

[lunastar92]

#london comic con #photo ops #upside-down #eddie munson #stranger things #joseph quinn #actor #stranger things 4

[detectivekirby]

Detective Kirby: I risked my life to bring you this shot. The right side took longer to translate than expected...

#Someone's messing with me #Keeping it a challenge #Upside-down #Kirby #Kirby's Investigation #Detective Kirby #Kiby Alphabet #Decoding #Runes #Translation #Alivel Mall #katfl #Kirby and the Forgotten Land #Gorimondo #Take 2

[marvelwitchergilmore]

Talking About It 4/4

Summary: Part 4 of Talking About It. 

It took nearly an hour, but they were finally safe; Connie, Steve, Robin and Eddie.

Sure, Steve had nearly collapsed from blood loss but since Connie tore a length of fabric from Robin’s shirt, he’d be okay. 

Eddie was basically on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Being in another demention wasn’t exactly a pleasent experience. Robin was handling it - and Eddie - with a panicked calmness. 

And Connie, well, she didn’t know what to think. She had dove in without a care, being sick of their arguing of who would go and see the ‘watergate’. But now she was stuck in another demention, with no way to get out, the added potential of running into Venca - whoever or whatever they might be. Not to mention they’d all just was nearly murdered with demo-bats or whatever you wanted to call them and one of them nearly killed Steve. And herself. And Robin. And Eddie. 

Not to mention there was a sudden earthquake which sent them all flying into one another as well as sending more demo-bats their way. 

But, thankfully, it was as peaceful as it could get. Robin and Connie had taken the lead in the woods, heading towards the Wheeler residence. Nancy owned two firearms. It was the best they would get. 

“So what’s up with you and Steve recently?” Robin asked out of the blue.

“What about me and Steve?”

“Oh, you know, just that you’re in love with one another.”

“In love? Steve and - what?” Connie spluttered. “Steve and I are not in love. We’re...we’re just friends. Platonic.”

“Nooo.” Robin said, shaking her head. “Steve and I are just friend. Platonic with a capital P. You two are in love.”

“Robin.”

“What?”

“Stop it.” Connie told her. “Steve and I...we’re just friends. Nothing more. He’s...he’s my friend. He’s Steve. It would be weird.”

“So you’ve thought about it?” Robin asked with a coy smile. 

“What? No. No. I just mean...Dustin looks up to him. He’s my friend. It would be weird if we..did that.”

“Did what?” Robin asked, the smile still on her face. 

“Not that!”

“Maybe that.”

“Not that.”

Robin sighed a little. “So you’re telling me that you hung out over night when you first met, spoke all night, fell asleep in the same bed, talked about having kids-”

“Not together.”

“Still.” Robin pointed out. “And you’ve both been attached at the hip ever since. That you hang out at the weekends, and, even after being able to finish each others sentences and not to mention the fact you both act like the married couple of the group - you’re not in love?”

“We’re just friends.”

Robin scoffed. 

“What?”

“You’re lying.”

“I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

Connie shook her head. “No, I’m not.”

Robin laughed. “Oh, you couldn’t be a more terrible liar.”

Connie sighed. “What makes you think I’m lying?”

“You have a tell. Mmhm. Ask anyone. Ask Steve. God knows I’ve had to listen to him talk about you long enough.” Robin told her. “Steve!”

Robin seemed to have inturupted Eddie and Steve’s conversation which seemed to give Steve this longing look as he watched the other half of their team. 

“Yeah - we’re coming!”

“What’s Connie’s tell?”

“Tell?” Steve asked as they got closer.

“You know, when I lie, what’s my tell?” Connie asked him. 

“Oh, you have a crinkle.”

“I don’t have a crinkle.”

“You have a crinkle. You’re doing it right now.”

Connie quickly looked to Robin and then Eddie, who just nodded. “You do have a crinkle.”

Placing her hand to her forehead, Connie grumbled. “Fine. Let’s just go, before more rabies bats come after us and try and eat another pound out of you.”

“I second that.” Eddie said, placing his hand up. “I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to.”

“I’ll second his second.” Robin added. 

So, finally, the moved on. 

Only, when they finally got to the Wheeler house, Connie had more questions than she did answers.  

Nancy’s guns seemed to have vanished, then Robin found a diary. The last entry was 1983. 3 years ago. 

Had they also time travelled? Or was the upside down stuck in time? Like from when the last person had visited it? Or the last time Venca had woken up? Or when the Upside down had opened?

And then Steve started running around screaming Dustin’s name. He could hear him. 

And then they heard him.

Maybe there were a few things that could still shock Connie.

And then they communicated to her brother, Max, Lucas and Erica through a glowing light. 

And now they stood beneath a whole in Eddie’s home which seemed to deny the laws of physics. 

“Guess I’m the guinne-pig.”

Robin went first, falling through the hole and upside down onto the matress above them. Eddie went next before finally, looking at one another, Connie and Steve smiled. 

“Ladies first.”

With a boost, Steve helped Connie as she fell through the hole and finally, just before it shut, Steve came falling through. 

All four of them, from Erica and Max’s comments, stunk. They were covered in dried blood, slime of some kind and dirt. 

“You - you all need a show. Like, now.” Max told them, holding her nose as she got closer, turning Connie towards the door. 

All four of them followed Max towards her trailer where each of them took a shower, finally being cleaned from the upside-down. 

Only, as they were all sat around in Max’s trailer, Robin, Eddie and the kids had fallen asleep whilst trying to devise a plan on what to do. 

“Hey.” Steve whispered as he came out of the bathroom, towel drying his hair. 

“Hey, you ready?”

“No, but I can’t put it off.”

Opening up the first aid kit, Connie tried to reassure Steve. “Just hold still and it shouldn’t hurt as much.”

First Connie cleaned the wound before talking a couple of stitches and patching up Steve’s skin. 

At first he hissed in pain, but Connie managed to finish it. 

“Just one last thing.”

“What?”

But Steve didn’t have time to think because the moment the cleaning solution touched his skin, he felt Connie’s lips plant themsleves on his. 

He was shocked but kissed back, the pain seemingly gone from his side as she distracted him. 

“You’re all done.” Connie told him. “Sorry about kissing you, but I couldn’t think of any-”

“It’s okay. It - “ Steve clearned his throat. “It was a good kiss.”

The pair stood in Max’s kitchen for a while in silence when Steve spotted the look on Connie’s face as she watch the others sleep. 

“Hey, you okay? What’s -”

“Do you love me?”

“Sorry-”

“It’s just...earlier Robin and I were talking and she said I was in love with you and she could tell that I was lying - now I know because of the crinkle that I apparently have. But she said I was in love with you and that we’re bascially the married couple of the group and then, the other day I was talking to Max about her and Lucas and then she asked about you and I and I started to think that maybe-”

But Connie’s spoken thought process was cut off when she found Steve’s lips on hers and his hands at one side of her face and at her lower back pulling her in closer to him. 

Neither knew how long they stayed like that, but when they kiss was broke, they were both still stood as closer, swaying slight from the overwhelming feelings that had broken free from inside of them. 

“Sorry,” Steve aplogised in a whisper, “Just...couldn’t think of another distraction.”

Connie couldn’t seem to speak, so just shook her head, the words coming out in a breathless whisper. “It’s okay.”

“But...yes.”

“Yes to what?” Connie asked. 

Neither moved. Their foreheads still pressed gently against each others. 

“I love you.”

This made Connie move. They were still in each other’s grip and rooted on the spot but now she could see his face as he spoke to her. 

“I love you.” Steve repeated. “I think I have done for a while. But Eddie said the same thing to me before. True Love he called it. And I’m starting to wonder if maybe he’s right. I love you. I’m in love with you, Connie Henderson.”

“I’m in love with you, Steve Harrington.”

Only, as they shared another kiss, there was a small flash that went off in the corner of the room. 

“Thought you’d want a picture.” Max smiled in a whisper. 

Connie and Steve tried to hide their embarrassment but Max lay the camera down and got back under the covers, falling back to sleep almost instantly, Kate Bush echoing in her ears like a lulluby as she did so. 

“What do we do when they wake up?” Connie asked. 

“Wait and see how long it takes them to find the photo or for Max to tell them?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

And, in the darkness and silence, save for the snores of Dustin in the corner, the pair shared another kiss.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x oc #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #Fluff #max mayfield #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #connie #longstory #fanfic #netflix #70s #80s #kiss #love #upside-down #part four #finishing part #true love #eddie munson #robin stranger things #friendship #relationship #photos #vecna

[soullostinspaceandtime]

My followers: waiting for something that at least makes a bit sense

Me: okay, but! When vEcNa iS cOmInG fOr YoU wHaT iF-

My followers (probably):

#my post #shit post #stranger things #001 #vecna #henry creel #peter ballard #upside-down #oof #forgive me🥲🙏🏻