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[http-kogane]

screencap redraw of my guy ☆ ～('▽^人)

[livsmessydoodles]

so i was taking a closer look at this gif bc i love noticing little details n such especially when it comes to willel and i noticed something

when el is getting up to present, will mouths to her "you got this" 😭😭😭😭

closer look so its easier to see:

(GIF credit to @bylerdaily btw!!!)

[ronancebyler]

rewatching season one really makes me see how will's right, mike is the heart.

he's the one who insisted to look for will to hopper.

he's the one who convinced lucas, and dustin by proxy, to ignore the adults and look for will.

he is the one who brings up the fact that el is scared and hurt while lucas and dustin are yelling.

all these examples are within ep 1 and the first fourty seconds of episode two. mike was always the heart. he just lost his way after outside expectations. at the end of the day, he is the care and love and protection of the group.

of course mike is going to date el even if it doesn't make him happy. of course he's going to conform to ideals of the outside world. all he wants are for his friends to be happy, so he'll conform to the expectations of what the outside world says he should want, what his friends think he wants, what el wants. fuck, even what he thinks will wants, since the painting. he is the perfect victim for comphet, because it was never about him. it was always about his friends.

[http-byler]

☆ WE HAVE TO KILL HIM ☆

[hothammies]

mike's problem solving skills

as much as we shit on mike for his obliviousness towards romance, its really interesting how good mike is at deciphering the upside down mystery and puzzle solving in general. typically, mike has the best judgement calls when it comes to getting shit done and general intuition. at the top of my head, i can recall several times where he was able to encounter a problem that the entire group was having and fix it instantly. some examples:

understanding that el was the key to finding will in the upside down, thus employing her help for all of s1

first to recognize that will would have died were they to close the gate with the mf still inside him + understanding how the mf worked and knew how to problem solve to overcome it (putting will to sleep so he couldn't spy, knowing that they needed a place that will didn't recognize)

came up with the entire sauna test plan, plus led billy towards the trap

found out that the number was hidden inside a dried up pen from the agent + knowing that they would have needed a hacker to get it done and using suzie's help to do it

a small one, but them overturning the car using the leverage from the linerope holders was mike's idea when they couldn't use el's powers ("told you. physics")

and so on...

i'd also like to point out the fact that in s4, the only times we get mike's POV is when he is being a leader (suzie's house, discovering the pen, etc). when it comes to the romance aspect, specifically his relationship w/ el, we get no clues from himself about how he actually feels about her (only from will and el's povs).

i'm not the most avid follower of nancy's storyline, but i'm pretty sure a lot of her judgement calls are also basically always correct (s1 w/ barb's disappearance, s2 in revealing barb's death, s3 rats, s4 w/ victor creel).

personally, besides the fact these two are smart as hell, i think that its a small way to show that the wheeler siblings were mainly taught to think with their head, and not their heart, which is why their arcs are both tied into ridding themselves of societal expectations and to go with their hearts instead. while nancy's is more tied to her independence and wants as a woman during the 80s, mike's is intrinsically tied to queerness and understanding what he wants, rather than what would make him normal.

[kiirotoao]

Season 3 rewatch notes

Wait a minute, I just realized that Mike and Will are the only ones in The Party who’ve canonically been dungeon masters. Idk what that means for them, but, yeah. Another exclusive detail of theirs

Oh, lord. Mike’s arm being torn off in the D&D game better not be a prophecy. If those s5 notes are accurate about Mike being seriously injured… I’m scared.

GOD I’ve never noticed how hard Will breathes in the rain scene. Poor baby he was so stunned 😭😭😭😭

The thing that I love most about Jonathan and Nancy is that they’ve been through the real shit. Arguments and hardship through the supernatural and the struggles of discrimination and privilege.

I love how Max is usually the one who speaks after Will. It’s like she’s the only one brave enough to answer after he says something profound or important. I need more of Max and Will’s friendship and them having well-thought out arguments I swear

Omg I love Erica’s little green star on her cheek. It’s so cute 😭🩷

After watching The Princess Bride, I am fangirling so much over Cary Elwes - it’s so crazy to me that he got him to play such a character! I wonder if they thought of him because of all the physical stunts lmao

As much as Karen isn’t in the know of much of anything in the supernatural story, I love how she’s a picture of raw strength in the Wheeler family, the true head of the household. She takes charge. Stops at nothing to help. Not even in the face of temptation. Go Karen.

DAMN I forgot that Billy dropped an f bomb! I thought that the closest that the show got was when Max got cut off in the hospital, but nope. There it was

Shit, I’m tearing up at that scene when El collapses into Mike’s arms because I know that that was real exhaustion. Poor Millie 🩷🩷🩷. She did such a phenomenal job there.

I LOVE whenever Joyce is angry this season. Now that’s how you demand. Straight to the point, justified in her worry, and cutting past any unnecessary bs while still including the cherry on top “please” or “good day” of politeness out of basic decency. I want to be her when I’m upset.

I’m always so blown away by Maya’s performance when she comes out to Steve. Straight (haha) through the heart, so good. And I always, always smile at Steve’s reaction. So in character, so accepting. No questioning if she’s being honest, just immediately questioning her type and believing that she’s into girls. So, so important.

Oh, no. Holly saw the trees moving in the woods. Thus far, she’s noticed the demogorgon coming out of the wall, and now this. She’s definitely a target next season.

When El tells Billy the memory of his mom, I teared up a little! Something about the way that El says, “you were happy” breaks me, dude. Millie and Dacre did so well.

Also, thinking in foresight of s4, Max’s letter is so heartbreaking. The Mind Flayer made a huge show of killing Billy slowly and painfully. I don’t blame her for being too horrified to move. It really wasn’t her fault. That was traumatic. Sadie did amazing there, too. Ouch.

I’m never getting over the helicopter lights being blue, yellow, and red. Were starboard and port always blue and red? And isn’t starboard supposed to be green? It’s all intentional, I’m telling you

I love how Max and Lucas are supposed to be “butchering” Never Ending Story but those two theater kids actually sound amazing. I just wish they harmonized 😆

Oh my gosh Jonathan did the Byers hold to Nancy 😭😭😭😭 I am not okay 😭😭 I never noticed that

Okay wait. This is kinda horrible. I feel bad for saying this. But y’know how Mike has a Will voice? Well I just noticed that Mike definitely does not have a soft voice for El. I swear, he’s always so loud around her like nothing’s different about her 😂😭 Any time he’s sweet with her he’s just like YEAH. COOL. and it’s kinda hilarious.

Jancy is WRECKING me this season wtf. Charlie and Natalia are so cute 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh my gosh David’s voice kinda breaks at “doze off.” Fuck.

Erica has blue, yellow, and pink balloons plus a rainbow drawing on her door. I now headcanon Erica as pansexual/panromantic, thank you.

AHHHGHH I can’t wait for the original version of Heroes to play next season over Byler kissing when everyone thinks that they might be dead but they’re just surviving in the Upside Down, clinging to each other and having the highest moment of their lives!!!!!!!

This has been my s3 thoughts for the 6-8th time watching? I forget? And I missed a number of moments because I got too absorbed so, oops. Anyway, I love Jancy, I love Jopper, I love the Scoops Troop, I love Suzie, I miss Alexi, Byler is endgame, and this season was way more fun than I remembered and it always makes me laugh. My list of favorite seasons has been shaken expertly.

[the-lark-ascending69]

Robin pretending to be sooo above all of these lovesick idiots who can only think with their parts, thinking she's just the most unromantic person ever because romance makes her gag, only to later become a hopeless romantic when she realizes she's a lesbian 🥰

[resident-gay-bitch]

🐦‍🔥 Wizard Wednesdays 🐦‍🔥

Sirius and Fleumont bonding + becoming the father figure he needs

A headcanon I always love is Flea silently + secretly finding ways to bond with Sirius after he moves in without making it obvious that he’s trying to bond. (I’m actually writing this idea into a prongsfoot fic I’m writing but that's irrelevant.)

Like, he’ll find little odd things to do around the house and call on Sirius to help him, weather he needs help or not. Just classic dad things. Like, sometimes he’ll call Sirius to come fix the leaky tap under the sink and hold the torch and hand him the tools because “he can actually hold the torch still, unlike James”, or he’ll ask Sirius to come hold the ladder (even though it’s a self standing ladder) whilst he cleans out the gutters.

He only does this because he’s secretly conspiring with James, who’s informed his parents that the reason Sirius keeps offering to do the dishes and sweep and mop and clean every night is because he feels like he’s intruding their home and needs to be useful to earn his welcome there.

So Effie asks him to help cook dinner and in turn teaches him how to cook because he never learned, and bonds with him through that. But he and Flea bond through handiwork. Sirius of course doesn’t realise this is happening, but he feels useful doing all of these things, and secretly likes that he gets to spend time with James’ lovely parents whilst doing it.

Over time, Flea teaches him how to actually do things himself, like change a lightbulb, how to use a hammer, how to use a drill, how to sand down wood, how to use a wrench, things like that. James loves this too, because he always hated when he got called on to do handiwork, he just wanted to chill out and read his quidditch magazines and stuff, so he’s thrilled that Sirius is doing most of it (though, sometimes he tags along to spend time with them both).

Sirius ends up loving doing handiwork and always jumps on opportunities to do things with Flea, and even takes the initiative to do stuff by himself sometimes, and always fixes things up for James. He learns how to sew and tinker and paint and reads books about plumbing and engineering and electrics and all types of trade work and things.

He always helps Flea out around the house, or asks Flea to come help him, even when it’s a very quick, easy, one person job, because they love spending time together and fixing things up. But it becomes a genuine interest for him.

So do motorbikes.

And maybe on his 18th birthday or something, Flea buys him a beat up old trashy motorbike so he can fix it up himself. And he spends hours out in the shed fixing the old thing up, having the best time doing it. James always hangs out in there with him, and sometimes helps to hand him tools or hold the torch (and he is really bad at holding it still) but Fleamont helps the most.

They both sit in there for hours with books splayed out over the ground, reading about how bike mechanics work and how everything is supposed to fit together. They’ve got grease on their hands and are cracking bad jokes and having a great time as they fix up his beloved bike and learn about muggle mechanics together.

And maybe Sirius slips up one time and asks Flea, “Shit, can you pass me that spanner, dad? Thanks- uhm, I mean.”

“Sure thing, son.”

And no one has to find out that they took an extra hour to do what they were doing because they were both crying too much to actually focus on the task at hand.

Sirius is so special to me and the Potters are so special to me and im gonna go cry now

[http-kogane]

yet another screencap redrawヾ(´〇`)ﾉ｡*:☆

[http-byler]

hello mike, I want to play a game

[andy4yippee]

Dark riddlebat fanfic the poll was about, thisll be a series that i hope ill finish :) not beta read..

Tastes like silver . (pt. 1)

BRUCE WAYNE X EDWARD NASHTON

CONTENT WARNINGS : illegal substance abuse, mentions of toxic relationships that are brief. Hallucinations and a PTSD mention.

Taglist For DC content (comment if youd like to be added.) : @cutesludge

The clock struck one.

Batman-- Bruce, sat at a circular table. along with superman, aquaman..you get the spiel. meeting.

staring.

staring at nobody, at a wall.

Bruce pushes his tounge between his two front teeth, his thumb tense rather than resting in the webspace between his index and thumb calmy.

Nashton. Edward.

Cocky bastard.

He'd always say things, have the last word. it was bothering. very. Bruce hated it, he hated him. He was quite the stuck up. He knew he would do it just to get on his ass, to annoy him. And,

he considered giving him away to the police.

multiple times. but, that wasnt a option.

Edward had been..meeting up with him. Nothing weird!

And, bruce.. He couldn't sleep. He didn't really have a reason, per say, but, Bruce couldn't fall asleep. physically, could not.

he usually had power naps. he did have power naps. 20, 30 minutes twice a day.

It wouldnt work anymore. he could not go to sleep. he was tired -- miserable.

So, he did the only normal thing.

Pay for drugs.

Yes, Batman. Bruce Wayne. Snorting Xanax. On a good day, just enough weed to knock him out. what a sight!!

And, bought from the Riddler, too.

It worked. Put him right to sleep, or..whatever you call that. he would either do it in his car, or in his bedroom. and god did he sleep! but woke up after,

sick,

sweating,

and,

gross.

Every time, Bruce said--

"This is my last one." as he unwrapped the pill from a tissue, shakingly placed it on his dashboard, crushed it with anything he could find,

snorted it,

and passed out in his car for hours.

But every time, he went back. the addiction- it was horrible, he wished he never got into it. He wished he put Riddler in jail when he found him.

But, they were both stuck. Bruce couldn't tell the police about Edward, Because, they'd find out he was doing drugs.

that would be quite the news headline. Bruce chuckled.

and, Edward couldn't tell the police, nevermind go near one.

But- taking the drug, it was noticeable.

Bruce wasn't as sharp. he wasn't as polite. Clark, one of his closest friends, saw obviously that he wasn't ok.

Alfred saw that he wasn't ok.

Selina saw.

Gordon saw.

Dick saw.

Everybody saw.

And he'd try to fake it, tried to pretend he wasn't drowsy.

pretend that his mouth wasn't always dry, pretend that he didn't have a horrible memory, pretend that he didn't have hammering headaches.

But god, was it hard. Bruce wasn’t sure how much longer he could take of it, honestly. And quite frankly, people were starting to notice so much they asked him about it.

“Bruce.”

“Bruce?”

He snapped out of his trance of staring at a particular, non busy spot on the floor.

“Yeah? Whats up?”

Clark stares back at him, frowning, breathing out before he talks. Hesitating.

“Whats, uh..whats wrong with you, bud?” He asked, hand holding up his head.

Bruce chuckled, looking around and acting surprised.

“You’re asking me that? Uh, whats up with..that girl? Right?” He pointed at a random woman on the street.

“She seems down.” He said, before realizing the pun he accidentally incorporated, laughing harder.

“Quite down..” clark mumbles, staring out the window, before getting back on track.

“Ok, seriously, talk to me.”

Bruce coughs.

“About what? The weather?? Y’know, it is quite nice out today, might have a cookout! So, how are—“

“Bruce.”

A hand grabs his wrist.

“Clark.” He clears his throat.

“We should talk.”

The clock strikes three.

“Bruce, what is wrong!?” Clark says, voice raising in volume.

It was just them in the meeting room, just them in the building. Clarks voice bounced off the walls of the room and leaked behind the doors, into the stairways.

“I dont know.” He mumbles aggressively. Clark had been trying to get him to talk, and ‘i dont know’ was the best, honest response yet.

“Bruce, you- you can talk to me! You haven’t even talked to Alfred about whatever’s going on.”

“You’ve talked to Alfred? About- about me?”

“That doesn’t matter.” Clark scoffs, bouncing off from leaning on the table.

“Bruce, somethings up, and i mean..i care for you, ok? Whats happening? I wont tell anybody.”

Bruce clears his throat.

“I just feel lost, i guess.”

“Why?”

“I feel like I’ve lost my life. Its seriously out of my grasp and control, and i always feel in control, so its stressing.”

“That makes sense, i get it.”

Bruce chuckled. He didnt get it. He usually felt insane pride, like he was better than everyone. But he lost that, he lost his sins.

His sins made him feel human.

Now, he felt more stupid than he ever could, as unimportant as you could be.

“Yeah..uhm, hey, hows the villain fighting? Riddlers still out there, right?”

Bruce paused.

“Yep. I hope we’ll find him soon.” Bruce looks at the window.

“Look at me.”

— what?

Bruce shivered.

“Look at me, bruce.”

Bruce looked at Clark, eyes wide,

“Yes?”

“Youre no good of a liar.”

“What?”

“Youre no good of a liar. Spend your lies on someone else.”

Bruces eyes filled with tears, his mouth quivering.

“Im not lying to you, clark?”

— bruce?

“Hey, look at me.”

“What?”

“Are you ok? Whats going on?” Clark was now closer to him, his hand rubbing bruces arm.

Bruce looked at clark, the shivers disappeared.

“Sorry. Uhm, must be some kinda flashback thing.” Bruce shrug.

“PTSD? You..i mean, yeah. Kinda looked like it. But dont they last longer?”

“I dunno. Uhm, hey..Y’know what? This helped. Im gonna catch the road, before the weather gets shitty.”

“Really? Uh, bruce-“

“Seeya.” Bruce smiles, waving as he walked down the stairway, getting out of the room quickly, leaving clark worried.

As bruce arrived home, The rain pelted down relentlessly on the streets of Gotham.

His shoulders slumped, opening the mansion door.

He dropped his things inside, didn’t bother to look in a mirror, and briefly said hi to alfred before opening the door again,

Going back to that car,

Parking it in a alleyway.

Again, and again.

But even in his sleep, he felt alone, and he felt like no one cared.

That plunge into darkness, it didn’t help him. And, he wasn’t so sure why he kept going back.

[deaduris]

he’s so real

[jjsstars]

I keep seeing character appreciation week/blogs but I’m waiting for Theo week. I need it. I need it so desperately I might just have to do it myself

[the-lark-ascending69]

👉👈 hello I'm just a lesbian and I want to hear more about android Robin pretty please

Oh hi!! Thank you for asking, I'm always happy to talk about android Robin! 🥰

Her first owners were Richard and Melissa Buckley. She's a mental health android, meant to keep company and be a positive presence in a patient's everyday life without demanding any kind of emotional labor from them. In this case, I imagine Richard and Melissa are being forced to get an android to help them stop their recreational drug use, or else they risk losing their jobs. They weren't actively cruel to Robin, but they didn't see her as a living, sentient being, so they didn't bother being nice either.

Robin was like a baby, though. Or a little duckling. She decided first thing she saw were her parents. At this point, she was in much better shape than she is in the present, with a few factory errors, yes (her battery and memory were never that good, but they only got worse with time), but she was online, and could instantly know what a "parent" was, what "families" were and how they worked, and she knew she wanted that. So you got Richard and Melissa, who are in their mid fifties at this point, and Robin - a two-year old model, designed to look forever 25, programmed to act inhumanly perfect without traces of anything that could be considered "maturity" or "immaturity", and the imperfect curiosity and naivete of a five year old and you get... the behavior of a very naïve and excitable teenager. It made perfect sense in her mind - Richard could be the dad, Melissa could be the mom, and she could be the daughter.

They got rid of her when her strange functioning became too much for them to handle. They never liked robots anyway - they were these very tree-hugging nature people. Robin insisting on calling them Mom and Dad and demanding love and attention from them simply freaked them out. This was Robin's first experience with heartbreak. She remembers this time fondly, though, because they never physically hurt her, and their house was really nice, and that's where she chose her name. She saw Melissa painting a lot of robins, her favorite bird. She named herself Robin because she thought Melissa would like it (she didn't - she hated it).

Her next owner wasn't bad - in fact, she was the best one she had before meeting Nancy. Her name was Becky, and she was her sister Terry's caregiver. Terry had been in a severe state of catatonia for five years, and she needed constant attention that Becky couldn't give her, so she had Robin act as a full-time nurse whenever she couldn't be there. Becky never spoke to her other than to give her orders, but she wasn't mean - just distant. Robin tried to act friendly and introduce herself, but it was like Becky didn't even hear her. Whenever she wasn't home, Robin enjoyed reading from Becky's library, and she talked to Terry non-stop, even though Terry never said a word. Robin considers Terry her first friend.

It was lonely, but also peaceful and safe.

Eventually, Becky began to grow concerned with Robin's behavior, and sold her to buy another android when she realized she might not be the best one to take care of her sister.

Robin was eventually bought at a far too low price by a gang led by Kali who, uh, they planned to use her as a bomb. They didn't expect her to realize what was going on when they strapped something to her chest and made her walk into a building full of people, but she did, and she ran away.

She was homeless for a few weeks. It was good that she didn't need sleep, food or warmth, but without any documentation and with no address, she couldn't get a job, or do anything, really. She was arrested by the police, who discarded her as trash when they realized she was an android.

Someone found her, took her a repair shop, kinda patched her up and sold her for half her original price. Next time she woke up, she was in Billy Hargrove's room, and the rest is history 🙃

[kittykibbl]

Requests Plz?

I really am stumped rn lol. If anyone has any art ideas I'm all ears, hmu in my inbox :3

current art style:

I'll draw anything that's cool lol.

FANDOMS I'LL DRAW STUFF FOR:

Stranger Things

Sonic the Hedgehog

Hazbin Hotel

Homestuck

[professionally-confuused]

every single person in the party has a had a crush on lucas at one point or another you cannot tell me otherwise