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chirpsythismorning · 1 year

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a little nervous here bc while there are sus clues in the show that could be telling us abt willel being biological twins, there's also some stuff that could hint at mike and el being related too..☠️with all the strange creel x wheeler similarities and theories abt henry possibly being el's biological father.☠️ the latter is less luckily imo and personally i don't like the theory of willel being biological siblings very much either but i cant deny there's something really sus going on

Henry is definitely NOT El’s biological father, nor Will's. So you don't have to worry about that being a possibility. And so even if the Wheelers ended up being related to the Creels somehow, El nor Will are related to Henry by blood.

Joyce is 100% Will’s mom, and so because of all the twin imagery being associated with Will and El, I’m fairly confident that means Joyce has gotta be El’s mom too.

My theory relies on time trickery/false memories/memory stealing in general, which is why Joyce and Hopper don't know Will/El are their biological twins.

But also just to be clear, in 1959, Henry was 12 and Joyce and Hopper were 17… So yeah, he’s not El nor Will's dad.

I also think the play The First Shadow being added to canon as a prequel of sorts, supports this theory. The fact that it's set in 1959, and is going to focus on young Joyce and Hopper, dealing with 'the shadows of the past'...

It's likely that once Henry 'figured out' that he could turn back the clock (important to note that the clock in the Creel house little Henry watched turn back, was on the same time as the clock in Hawkins Lab...), then it would make A LOT of sense for him to go back to 1959, a time when Joyce and Hopper were together, to ensure they still had Jon/Will/El, but to change the events surrounding it so that they would essentially have no idea.

It's very much giving Back to the Future Part II, where Biff goes back to the past and messes up the trajectory of the future timeline, leading to George McFly dying, essentially leaving the kids with an absolute shit stain of a father whose not actually their father, aka Lonnie...

I'm still not certain about how it would all work and that's bc the implications of time trickery complicate things, making it near impossible to navigate. Not only are we dealing with turning back the clock, we're also potentially dealing with time-loops, where time could be getting turned back over and over and over again, without the character's knowledge that they've done this before.

And so if this is their 5th, 6th, 7th, or thousandth time going through this, they apparently aren't aware of it (at least not fully), which means their understanding of their past/present is pretty shaky as it is.

Though tbh I think where I get most confused about how all of this works is when it comes to the Hawkins Lab's stake in what's going on? Do they know about Henry's plans? Do they know there is time trickery going on? Are they playing a big part in orchestrating certain things?

Technically, in s4, Brenner and Owens admitted that they're keeping part of the truth from El. They literally showed her the 'true' events of the lab massacre in 4x07, only to reveal that wasn't even the full truth privately without her around? And so clearly, they know about something that is being hidden from us that we still haven't been clued in on, meaning it's being saved for s5. And so, what is it?

For now I'm not certain about everything, but there's a lot of evidence supporting this as a series long revelation.

And the fact that David Harbour has been saying for years that there are Easter Eggs in s1 that are going to lead to a really beautiful ending, makes it sort of click for me that he was probably talking about this...

#byler #stranger things #twelvegate #willel wonder twins #willel literal twins #joyce + hopper = willel twins #st theory #st5 predictions #i do understand the slight disappointment that comes with them going from 'found family' to 'biological family'#found family is so beautiful #but also the prospects of them being each others true family #constantly being ripped away from each other #only to find their way back to each other one way or another #kind of fucking iconic #also Hopper's comment in s1: when a kid goes missing 99 times out of 100 they're with a parent or relative #Hopper and El in s2: :)

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findingmydiary · 1 year

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Let's talk about freedom shall we? It's different from what we talk about usually. Actually, let's talk about love. But parental love. Familial love. Those who don't wanna bone you but maybe do it out of a sense of responsibility? A sense of... What's that word. I'll do to you as you'll do to me.

I doubt that's how it works. Regardless of whether I am autistic, it's definitely true that I have difficulty. Processing emotions? Processing how others treat me and why? Either way, maybe this post is for my parents and grandparents.

They love me. Not in 'their own twisted way' but in a way that I cant understand or navigate and presents me as a twisted person. I am sure they believe their love is orthodox. Maybe it even is. Society's Lens and mine differ so much that I cant confidently claim to understand what it sees.

Perhaps I am a twisted person, slowly trying to untwist. But some things aren't meant to be twisted. And some things, can't be twisted back.

I know what works. At least works for me. I keep my distance. Sometimes when I don't, for my other relationships, I lose them. If I trust them as I would have them trust me, If I confide in them or express myself as I would have them to me, it quickly implodes. I understand it would come off as creepy to people you don't know. But even people you do, stay wary.

But distance is not something familial relations understand. And somehow they believe they can be everywhere, and when I keep my distance they take offense.

So what is this? A list of observations, reflections and conclusions. What's missing however, is a list of recommendations.

How to treat your family? How to treat a new friend? How to treat an old friend?

I am sure it differs. Person to person. Relationship to relationship. But I like rules. Guidesets.

One of the problems with these rulesets to navigate the world is, lacking specificity, of course, but also, it extrapolates from existing relationships.

It doesn't help you form new ones.

It'll tell me how to keep my friends, not how to make them better closer friends.

It won't tell me how to flirt, how to make new friends, how to let go of existing relationships.

It doesn't tell me how to repair something that I have broken, either through insensitivity, or neglect. Or perhaps plain overburdening.

I am aware that you can think. That you can hypothesise a hundred reasons for an effect. And it is also true that you can absolutely cripple yourself when you think about why people who matter to you don't treat you a certain way. It can be how you would or do treat them. Or it can be something that you'll take as malice.

I have a bad cold. Did this affect my fellow trekkers? Undoubtedly. They must have lost sleep and time. They must have cursed you thoroughly when woken up. Old and new friends alike would resent you. It is of course, also highly unattractive, and perhaps every proximity, every touch was followed by an unseen grimace and sanitiser.

Perhaps they spoke behind your back, made plans, separated from you.

Furthermore, they might never consider you for a future visit, may tell their friends about your banality, and oh a hundred other things.

It all stems from a bad cold.

I also wasn't dressed properly, didn't groom my hair, and was me. I could probably pull out stories similar in their length, depth and exposition for each of them, further casting me and my esteem to the abyss.

At some point my solution was to just accept it. Let them judge and love despite it. Live despite it.

Problem with that is, i can't love if i don't value what they think of me, because then I don't value what they think and I don't value them.

Perhaps I can live in the abyss. But I have lived here for far too long. My nails may bleed sometimes and I may stop to heal a scraped knee, but I shall crawl up inch by inch. I may not reach the top even when I die, but surely, it's an abyss, there isn't much else to do is there?

Sometimes I wonder which way is up.

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