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don't leave me!

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Ian x Mickey in Alternate Takes

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OH MY GOOOOOOOOD !!! I LOVE TURMOIL !!!

Eddie calling Steve sweetheart is canon now by the way every fanfic writer uses it. They’re not even dating yet and it’s always, “Steve, sweetheart, please hand me the towel.” or “Sweetheart, did you eat?” or “You’re wrong, sweetheart, it’s this way.”

He only ever calls Steve, Stevie or sweetheart and at first, Steve thinks it’s a joke. Like big boy, you know? Steve’e never had anyone call him pet names, it’s always him calling girls baby or babe. But then it’s three months later, and his hands get clammy and his stomach gets butterflies when Eddie calls him Sweetheart, his voice dipping lower, giving his signature cheeky smile, his dimples dipping with the slope of his smile, brown eyes shining with a glint. Steve realizes he’s in love with Eddie fucking Munson and wants to be his sweetheart.

The longer it goes on, Steve feels more special. The implications of the pet name making his heart grow twice its size. He’s never been anyone’s sweetheart. Yeah, they’re not dating and maybe Eddie doesn’t like him the same way he likes him but Steve is sweetheart to Eddie, no one else and that’s good enough for Steve. Eddie does it so often that by now no one questions it (not even the kids, who was visibly confused the first time Eddie asks them, “Where’s sweetheart?” and even more confused to find out that he was looking for Steve.) and it’s just normal that Eddie calls Steve sweetheart.

Until the whole adult (Jonathan, Nancy, Robin, Argyle) squad goes to The Hide Out to watch Corroded Coffin perform. It’s packed with people, somehow Eddie’s murder allegations brings more people. It’s after the performance and they’re all drinking with Jeff, Gareth and Paul. They’re taking shots, playing drinking games, doing normal teenage stuff in bars.

Eddie’s openly gay with them now, he’s the first to do so in the group to ease Robin in (which makes Steve fall in love with him more). So yeah, it’s normal that after a performance a few boys (even girls) approach Eddie. Steve gets jealous, yes. But he doesn’t begrudge them for it, 1. They’re not dating and 2. Have you fucking seen Eddie? With all that liner, mesh crop top showing lines of scars and tight ass jeans that leaves nothing to the imagination. Don’t even get Steve started with the way his hair is tied up.

But then, one guy is openly flirting with Eddie and Eddie’s smiling and teasing back, and Steve’s heart is suddenly lodged at his throat. Eddie invites the guy to play with them, introducing him as James, and Steve ignores the side glances his friends give him as he excuses himself to get more shots.

They’re all playing having fun, everything was going fine until James takes a shot and it goes through the wrong pipe, he’s coughing loudly and harshly. Steve, because he’s Steve, gets a bottle of water for James, passing it to Eddie, who opens it for James. Everyone’s watching them.

When it finally settles down, “Oh god, that was painful.” James was laughing and Eddie’s laughing with him as he says, “Looks like it, sweetheart.”

It’s not even Steve who reacts first. Not Robin, Not Nancy. It’s Jonathan, he’s halfway through a drink and the glass just slips out his hands, hitting the ground and breaking into pieces as he gasps. Jonathan’s not even looking at the broken glass, just at Eddie. Eddie’s visibly confused, asking him if he’s okay.

When it fully loads to the whole group, Robin’s almost immediately up on her feet, fists first, she’s drunk, but not drunk enough to not think straight, but drunk enough to have the strength of an elephant. It takes Nancy and Argyle to hold her back. She’s screaming incoherent strings of curses. Eddie’s still confused, James looks downright scared.

Steve’s just sitting there. Open mouth, looking at the commotion as it sinks in. Maybe it was him, maybe it was all in his head, maybe he made it all up and maybe he wasn’t that special. Maybe sweetheart was just a name Eddie calls anyone, any guy and Steve was just another guy. Because why would anyone reserve the name sweetheart for Steve fucking Harrington? He's not that special.

He stands up, making Robin pause her rant as Steve holds out his hand to her, “You’re drunk. Let’s go home.” Robin stares at him, their own version of silent conversation before Steve adds, his voice wavering, “Please.” Robin nods, takes his hand, pulling him out of the place without questions.

Eddie’s left there, gobsmacked confused as to what just happened. James excuses himself, maybe because Jonathan’s glaring at the two of them like they’re Vecna.

“What happened?”

Jonathan’s glare intensifies. Nancy’s quietly judging him. Gareth's looking at him like he's the biggest idiot in town. Jeff and Paul are avoiding eye contact.

Argyle's the one who speaks first, "Brochacho, you just called James, sweetheart.”

“So?” Eddie asks. He’s actually confused to what the hell just happened.

“My dude, you only call our beautiful Steve, sweetheart. Sweetheart is Steve. Steve is Sweetheart. Only him. We’re just surprised you called another dude sweetheart. That’s why Buckley’s ready to fight you for Steve’s honor.”

Only then does Eddie realize what he’s done.

Fuck, he’s so screwed.

PART 2

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seeing the photos from Webb up against photos from Hubble just makes me… I don’t even know like, wow! Look at that!

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shit man this got me emotional

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#but that smile though

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Joe Quinn whenever he filmed with Joe Keery:

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She's a 10 but stops whatever she's doing when she sees Joseph Quinn content

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heyyyyy everyone :) back from the dead :) my apologies the past 3 weeks have just been stranger things / steve harrington / eddie munson brainrot for me plus i started working again 😑 but since i’m sick in bed today here’s the newest @galladrabbles prompt: tipsy

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“Come onnnn, Gallagher! I’m not even that drunk.”

“You asked me if I had a boyfriend at the bar.”

“Yeah, so?”

“I told you I was married and you started crying.”

“I was… kidding.”

“Mhm. Take your shirt off.”

“Finally! I like where this is headed.”

“To sleep, babe.”

“Nooooooo-”

Ian had been trying to get his inebriated husband into bed for the past half hour with no luck.

“I’m literally just tipsy man.” Mickey’s mumbling from where Ian’s finally managed to wrestle him into bed.

“Good night.”

“…Okay but I’m not drunk.”

“Uh huh.”

Soft snores emanate. “I’m… not.”

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so i'm sure countless other people have said this before, but i'll say it again.

as a desi, muslim girl who grew up being a huge marvel fan, ms marvel is incredibly important to me.

i remember reading the comics around 2020 and 2021, and when the news that it was becoming a show came out, i vividly remember screaming and jumping up and down BECAUSE HOLY SHIT

yeah, the comics are pretty different compared to the show and they got the whole "djinn" concept completely wrong, but yknow

the representation means everything to me.

i remember when i was like, 7, i was watching Iron Man with my mom. The terrorists in the movie speak fluent urdu, just like me.

So obviously, little me was pretty confused. I remember asking, "Mama, why do the bad guys talk like us?" and she simply avoided the question.

It was years after when I understood islamophobia.

now, i'm sitting in my living room and the superhero on tv isn't a skinny blonde blue-eyed white girl.

she's like me.

she says salam, she watches bollywood movies, and she wears a shalwar kameez. her mom doesn't like the idea of her going to parties. she goes to the mosque to pray. she makes wudhu in those crusty mosque bathrooms with taps that barely work.

she believed that it wasn't the brown girls of jersey city that saved the world.

just like countless other brown girls all across the world.

yes, the show may have some... flaws - but the representation was, for once, done somewhat correctly. i'm happy beyond words, and thrilled for younger generations of muslim and desi kids to grow up with a superhero who's like them.

thank you gwendolyn wilson, and everyone who worked on the comics; writers, artists, publishers, everyone. you made a dream reality, and now you have a show.

on behalf of young muslim brown girls everywhere, thank you.

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#live slug reaction

Bonus:

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normal me happy about jensen ackles getting the recognition he deserves vs the 13 year old goblin gnawing at my brain who wants to gatekeep the shit out of him

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sometimes i think about the night destiel went canon and how everyone on the internet, whether they were in the fandom or not, just went down the line shaking hands like good game good game. that's the closest we'll ever get to world peace