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wheneverfeasible · 7 days ago

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Eddie could only stare with mounting horror as Steve motherfucking Harrington stood in the middle of his trailer with eyes that glowing an unnatural red, the edges of jagged canines escaping from behind plush lips in a toothy grin.

“You know, I have to say, Munson…didn’t think you actually had it in you,” Harrington all but purred, and there was something almost smokey about his voice that Eddie had never heard before. Not like a smoker, of course, but like…like he had brimstone in his throat, and hellfire in his lungs.

Eddie was much too fucking high for this shit.

“This isn’t…” Eddie shook his head rapidly, trying to get through the fog of the weed and his general exhaustion in check. “This can’t be real.” Seriously, Harrington was wearing pastel pink!

Harrington gave that same goofy grin with a little shrug, waving a hand dismissively. Eddie noticed that that his fingertips were an inky black, ending in sharp nails almost like claws.

“Yet, here we are,” the boy…the demon?…the jock said with a small laugh. “You know, I honestly expected you to summon me a lot earlier. You kind of give off those vibes, ya know?” he added, lifting his hand now to wiggle those fingers in a little wave indicating Eddie’s general…Eddieness.

“I don’t know if I should feel insulted or not,” was his inane reply, still trying to process the fact that, not only had he actually managed to summon a demon after months of trying, but that the demon was Steve Harrington.

Actually, you know, a lot was starting to make sense.

Only demonic powers could explain that hair.

Harrington just laughed again, which might have made Eddie feel insulted after all, but there was none of the malice in his laugh or expression that was in so many others. No, he looked like he actually found Eddie amusing, and not just in a demeaning way.

Harrington dragged his eyes slowly over Eddie’s body, which despite the fact that his eyes were entirely crimson, Eddie could feel the way they took him all in. It made him flush slightly, not entirely unpleasant.

“Trust me, Eddie, you’ll know when I insult you,” Harrington replied, and the tone that time was so reminiscent of the bitchy King Steve voice he perfected that, despite the fact that Harrington was looking a little more monstrous than usual, Eddie found himself comforted by it. Not to mention the way his given name sounded on Harrington’s lips…

“Well, I would say that that’s true, that you’ve always been upfront when you didn’t like someone, and…well.” There was that ongoing line about how Steve Harrington had a pretty face but there was nothing going on behind those eyes. Which was now demonstratively false.

Harrington’s lips quirked into a crooked smile at that, as though he knew exactly what Eddie was thinking. Shit. Could Harrington read minds?

“No, Eddie, I can’t read minds.”

Eddie all but threw himself back against the trailer door with a squawk, wide eyed and startled, pointing an accusing finger at Harrington before thinking better of it and instead clutching his hair on both hands and drawing it forward to cover his face.

“I can’t read minds, but your face is as expressive as words,” Harrington scoffed with a roll of his eyes. He didn’t seem genuinely annoyed though. “You’ve always been expressive. It’s what makes your little dungeon fighting game so amusing, I’m sure.”

Eddie dropped his hair with a furrowed brow. “You know about Hellfire?”

Harrington gave him a supremely unimpressed look. “You stand on tables and shout about itoften enough that even Mr. Hubble can hear you.” Mr. Hubble was, of course, one of the Chemistry teachers who probably should have retired decades ago, yet was still around and incredibly hard of hearing. “Besides,” Harrington smirked, “did you really expect to run a club named Hellfire and not draw my attention.”

Which…fair point, yeah.

“Look, Harrington—”

“Steve.”

A pause, a deep breath, and then Eddie continued. “Look, Steve,” he stressed out the name—and really, what sort of name was Steve for a demon—with a dismissively flapping hand. “This is…you can’t really be a demon, can you?”

“Yet you summoned me regardless.” Steve raised a single brow before waving a hand over his body. In the blink of an eye and something almost like a heat waver, his pink polo and light tan chinos were suddenly dark red and black robes, short horns curving from his hair. “Is this better for you? Now we match.”

Eddie looked down at his own clothing, which…okay, he might be repurposing a black cloak he pilfered from the drama room and had smudged some of the dark stage makeup he likewise pilfered around his eyes to give him that Satanic look. Or at least he expected that was what Satanists were supposed to look like.

And hold shit. He had summoned an actual demon.

He was caught between being exhilarated and terrified that it had worked, nevermind the fact that he’d apparently been going to school with a demon for years now. How did that even work?

Steve looked up with a small frown, itching at where the horns protruded, before giving first his head and then his full body a shake, reverting back to his human appearance. Even his red eyes were back to being their typical brown. “I hate those things,” he complained. “They’re so itchy.”

“Of course you would prefer your pretty boy look,” Eddie scoffed.

“You think I’m pretty?” Steve questioned, fluttering his lashes at Eddie.

Shit. Was he about to get hate crimed by a fucking demon? Wasn’t being queer part of their domain or something? Or did they hate the queers and that’s why they were punished? Damn. He hadn’t thought about that.

“You know you’re pretty,” Eddie snapped instead of trying to backtrack. “I’m sure it’s part of being a demon. Making yourself look hot and shit.”

Steve shrugged, but didn’t deny that. Jerk.

“So…speaking of,” Steve mused, glancing around himself and taking in his location properly for the first time. “What did you summon me for anyways? Honestly, I’ve been waiting for it for a while now. Figured Eddie ‘the Freak’ Munson would be the first person to attempt a summoning here, but nope. It was a little cheerleader actually.”

Eddie blinked. A cheerleader summoned Steve? For what purpose?

Oh.

The horror he’d felt previously grew again at Steve’s toothy grin, all the more sinister with his blunt human teeth.

They never did find Jason Carver’s body.

Goddamnit. Er. Satandamnit? Whatever.

“They blamed me for that, asshole!” he huffed, jabbing a finger at Steve in annoyance. The only reason they never actually charged Eddie with anything was because without a body, without a sign of struggle, without any evidence that put Eddie within a hundred yards of Carver, there was no way of truly saying if something had happened to him or not.

Jason Carver just disappeared one day.

Chrissy Cunningham stopped coming to school with bruises peeking out of her cardigans after that too.

Steve leaned back against the counter and lifted his hands in a ‘what can you do’ sort of gesture. The prick.

“That why you summon me, Munson? You want some revenge best served eternal damnation?” Steve sounded almost bored at the thought. “Sure, sure. You summoned me, so you get your wish. You want me to fly Higgins’s innards from the flag pole while I’m at it?”

“Jesu—NO,” Eddie exclaimed. What the hell? Or rather, who the hell. “Are you insane?” Pause. “Would you really do that?”

Steve shrugged. “If whoever summons me is willing to pay the price, they can have anything they desire.”

“Even murder? What about…making someone fall in love with you?” Eddie mused, thinking about the only rules to wishing that he was familiar with.

The air in the room dropped by several degrees while, though he did not return to his more monstrous form, Steve lost all appearances of joviality. Though he was once more in his pastel pink polo, he no longer looked soft or approachable. He pushed off the counter, moving to rest his hands on his hips as he glowered at Eddie.

“Yes, that is in my power. However.” Steve pointed a finger that was just as sharp as though it were a claw again. “If I ever find out you’ve summoned a demon to take away another’s free will in such a fashion, what happened to Jason will seem like the kiss of an angel.”

Eddie thickly swallowed at the quiet menace in Steve’s tone. Though…

“Are angels real too?”

The smile that Steve gave him sent a quiver of fear radiating through Eddie. Steve’s eyes darkened, gleaming with a flash of red, and his teeth looked primed to rip out throats. “If you try to force someone to love you, there won’t be enough of you left behind for an angel to even smell you.”

A strained, nervous giggle erupted from Eddie, his arms wrapping around his chest to grab hold of his shoulders. He gave a quick shake of his head, pressing as far back against the door as was possible, practically trying to meld into one with the cheap material.

“I don’t! Uh, that’s not what I want,” he hurried to say. Which was the truth; who would he even want to fall in love with him? Sure, it’d be a hoot to have one of the uber jocks fall in gay love with him, but he’d never want it to be…fake.

Eddie gave Steve another nervous look before sliding from the door to make his lanky, awkward way over to the sofa and dropping down on it, curling his legs up and hugging them to his chest, wrapping the costume cloak around himself. Steve didn’t seem ready to attack any longer, and though the trailer still seemed unnaturally cold, it no longer had a frigid bite.

Steve was likewise studying him, one hand still on a hip while the other moved to pinch at the bridge of his nose as though in consternation. He drew in a deep sigh, holding it for a few moments, and then slowly let it out of his mouth. He then stood up straight, clapped his hands once, and strode to where Eddie was sitting.

“Right. So make your wish, Munson. It was that revenge stuff, yeah? Wan’ me to pluck out some eyeballs, twist some limbs, maybe a bit of…exsanguination?” He grinned then again, rubbing his palms together like such a thought was exciting for him.

“I don’t want to…” Eddie trailed off into a small grumble, his head dropping back against the couch. He lifted his head a moment later to glare bleerily up at the he-demon. “I don’t want to hurt anyone,” he complained. “I want to prevent hurting.”

Steve tilted his head slightly, his gaze roving over Eddie’s form once more, as though looking for sign of injury. “Girlfriend trouble?” Steve paused. “Boyfriend trouble?” Eddie flushed at that, wondering if denying the rumors would help him at all.

Steve had already moved past that thought, however, glancing around the trailer, brows lowering into a dark scowl. “Uncle trouble?” he asked with a little bit of brimstone growl again, his eyes darting back to take in Eddie and any sign of hurt there.

“Jesus! No!” Eddie exclaimed, flailing to sit forward and waving both hands in negative. The back of one heel slammed into the corner of the coffee table as he dropped his feet to the floor. “Shit!” Eddie hissed at the shoot of pain, reached out to rub the reddened graze.

Within one breath and the next, Steve was suddenly kneeling next to the coffee table, Eddie’s foot in his palm. Eddie let out a small yelp at that, but he didn’t even have time to attempt to pull his leg away before Steve’s scorching touch was sliding over the small hurt and then…it was gone.

When Steve released Eddie’s foot, he drew it back up, twisting his leg to look at the now unblemished skin. He blinked at Steve when he looked back up, his mouth dropping into a small ‘o’ in surprise. Steve smirked at him before returning to standing.

“Free of charge, don’t worry,” the demon laughed.

“Even though I said the…the J word?” Eddie asked with a small grimace. “That didn’t hurt you?”

Steve rolled his eyes. “First of all, you’d typically have to say the full ‘Jesus Christ’ to properly invoke the guy. Second of all, made up names don’t affect us, Munson. Or,” he tacked on with a smirk. “None as powerful as I am.”

It was Eddie’s turn to roll his eyes next. “If you’re so powerful, why are you in high school?” he scoffed, which just caused Steve to laugh again, moving around the coffee table to flop back against the other side of the couch.

“Where else are people desperate enough to summon demons for their petty shit? Especially in Bumfuck, Indiana?” Steve shook his head with a sigh of amusement. “People wanting to get out of this town, or wanting to get away from people in this town, so many people wanting wealth, or power, or to pretend like they matter at all in the grand scheme of things. It’s mostly little shit, but occasionally I get big fish.”

He grinned suddenly, indicating Eddie again. “So tell me, Mr. Fishy…what hurt am I preventing for you? Certain you can pay the price?”

And that was the crux of it, wasn’t it? He summoned a demon to make a deal, not just to pass the trig test or whatever, but for something big. Because Steve was right. He was desperate. And maybe he could have used his wish to make it big, to be discovered and get the hell out of this shithole, but…

“I want you to protect Hellfire,” Eddie blurted out.

Steve blinked, clearly thrown. “What?”

Rolling his eyes, Eddie turned sideways on the couch to better face Steve. But hey, what was the matter of a pesky little soul when it meant keeping his sheepies safe? If the church was to be believed, he was already destined for hell anyways.

“I know I’m not graduating this year, which…whatever. But ever since Carver went missing, things have gotten…” Eddie grimaced. “Well, it’s become a daily game of Hunt the Freaks, okay? I can handle it, but the others are being constantly harassed and Andy almost put Gareth in a fucking cast the other day. I want you to protect them, to get the jocks and shit to leave them alone.”

Steve studied Eddie in silence, a small crease to his brow as he took in the request. His gaze moved around the space again, taking in all the other things that Eddie could have asked for instead, like fame or wealth or even just a trailer with two bedrooms, but instead Eddie only wanted one thing: protection for his sheepies.

“I can protect them,” Steve said eventually, stretching one arm along the length of the back of the couch as he crossed an ankle over his knee. “Are you willing to pay the cost? You dressed up, performed the spell, and made your wish. But are you certain you really want to make a deal with a demon?”

Eddie shivered, feeling the cold seep into him despite the temperature of the trailer having returned to normal. “I am. Just…” Eddie looked down, picking at the fraying edges of his black plaid sleep pants. Maybe not the most Satanist, but he worked with what he had. “Will you take me now, or will I have a chance to say goodbye to Wayne first?”

“Whoa, I mean, it’s not that I haven’t thought about it, but usually it’s just a kiss to seal the deal,” Steve said, grinning in a way that made Eddie’s belly flip when he glanced up to look at him again. When he realized what he’d said, however, he flushed a deep red.

“I meant my soul!” he squawked, waving his hands again, before something Steve said catching him. “Wait, you’ve thought about it? Like…in general, or with…me?”

“I’m a demon, Munson. We live a hedonist lifestyle. Of course I’ve thought about it, to answer both your questions.” He shrugged. “But, despite what those trash movies you enjoy might tell you, consent is important to me.” He shook his head with a laugh. “Besides, Eddie, I don’t want your soul.”

“You don’t?” Eddie asked faintly, mind caught on the fact that Steve Harrington of all people apparently thought about having gay sex with him. He cleared his throat, pushing that thought away to think about later. Or never, depending on how the night ended. “What kind of demon doesn’t want souls?”

“Are you actually complaining right now?” Steve scoffed in disbelief. He rolled his eyes again. “I don’t need your soul. What I want is…a favor. Quid pro quo. I help you, and then later, at an undetermined time, you help me. Favor for favor. I scratch your back, you scratch mine, that sort of thing.”

“So, I show you mine and you show me yours?” Eddie teased, still flustered despite himself. He shook his head. “What sort of favor?”

Steve shrugged with a lazy smile. “That’s the beauty of it. We won’t know until we get there. And, granted, if you die before you repay your debt to me then your soul is forfeit, so…just don’t die.”

With a heavy groan, Eddie scrubbed hard over his face with his palms, smearing the dark makeup over his eyes even more. He was seriously too high and tired for this. But then, he had summoned a demon to begin with, so did it really matter if it was Steve Harrington making comments that would send the town after him with pitchforks if they knew?

“I will say, however...the bigger the request, the greater the debt owed.” Steve raised a brow again when Eddie looked back up at him again with a small frown. “Think you can handle that?”

Trying to think through the weed and the exhaustion from sleepless nights preparing for tonight, it took Eddie a moment to put his thoughts on the matter in order. He didn’t know just how big a request he was asking, but he did know that it would have paled in comparison to whatever Chrissy would owe.

He also knew that he didn’t have much of a choice, not when his friends were being targeted.

“If it means Hellfire can walk through the halls of Hawkins High without being harassed…yeah,” he decided after a moment. “Shit. I’ll fucking pay whatever.”

Steve grinned then. “Excellent! Easy peasy. I’ll make certain everyone knows your little geek club is off limits, and make an example of anyone who thinks they know better than me.” His smile turned sharp again, his words holding a quiet menace beneath the pep. It was terrifying, honestly. “Now we just need to seal the deal.”

Steve’s eyes dropped down to Eddie’s mouth, making the boy flush a bright red as he remembered Steve saying something about a kiss. “Wha—” Eddie had to clear his throat again when his words started out as a squeak. Though he lost the ability to speak entirely when Steve flicked his wrist and suddenly had chapstick in his hand, swiftly applying it to his lips.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Capping the chapstick again, he flicked his wrist again and it disappeared. He grinned across at Eddie, leaning forward slightly to slowly crawl towards Eddie with a wicked red glint to his eyes. Eddie could only watch with wide eyes, sliding his legs along the couch as Steve pressed closer. Suddenly he was hovering over him, smirking down at Eddie who swallowed hard enough for it be audible.

Leaning closer still, Steve brought his lips to lightly hover over Eddie’s ear to softly murmur his next words. “To seal the deal, we have to…” Steve let out a soft chuckle that ghosted like warm fire smoke over the shell of Eddie’s ear, causing the boy to shiver. There was a pregnant pause, and then…

“Shake hands.”

Eddie blinked.

“What?” he croaked, and Steve was laughing as he pulled back and collapsed once more on the other end of the couch.

“Oh my god, your face,” Steve wheezed, clutching at his side as though the boisterous laughter was causing a stitch. “Dude, you should have seen it…” Steve made a fake shocked expression before dissolving into giggles again.

“Fuck you!” Eddie hissed, kicking a leg out at Steve’s thigh before he could think better of it. Maybe hitting a demon and swearing at them wasn’t the best idea. Luckily, Steve just smiled and let out a small amused huff.

“Sorry, I just really couldn’t resist,” Steve said after calming slightly. He tilted his head a little, eyes scanning over Eddie’s expression. “Unless you’d prefer to kiss to seal the deal. Honestly, any exchange that shows solidarity and connection works. But again, I prefer consent.”

Eddie chewed on his bottom lip, his own eyes tracking over Steve, trying to read the truth there. He glanced down at his fingers in his lap and cleared his throat.

“And what if…I did consent?” he asked quietly.

Steve let out a soft breath, but when Eddie chanced a glance up at him through his hair, there was a small smile curling his lips as though trying to comfort him. He reaching out, grabbing Eddie’s ankle that was still in the couch again, caressing his pale skin with the warm pad of his thumb.

“Well, then I would ask if you wanted tongue or no tongue,” Steve smirked, though his own words were softly spoken. He rolled his tongue out over his bottom lip in emphasis, a flush taking over Eddie again when he noticed the tip of it was forked. The flush settled low in his belly.

“You really…you’re…I mean,” Eddie fumbled with his words, huffing in annoyance at himself.

“I told you, Munson. Demon, hedonist. Gender, especially in such a binary sort of understanding, is a human concept.” Steve rolled his eyes in that familiar bitchy way. “You speak out against conformity. You should understand that much at least.”

“Of course I do!” Eddie huffed, mildly offended. “I just didn’t expect golden boy jock king to have the same ideals.”

Steve shrugged, but his thumb never stopped stroking over Eddie’s ankle. “Granted, I do uphold a certain persona amongst the humans. It serves its purpose though.” He smirked a little over at Eddie. “But then I’m sure I’m not the only one wearing a mask around here.”

“At least I’m still human beneath mine,” Eddie muttered, causing Steve to grin. He shook his head with a soft sigh. “It’s not that I don’t like girls. I just…like both.” He sucked in a sharp breath. “That’s the first time I’ve said that out loud to someone else.”

Steve gave him a soft smile. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Eddie let out a huff of laughter, shaking his head at himself. “Jesus. Yeah, it does.” He reached out with his leg again to poke Steve in the thigh. “Is this your demonic temptation? Making all the boys queer?”

“Just the pretty ones,” Steve grinned, causing Eddie to flush again. Steve hummed, his fingers moving up Eddie’s leg slightly, now lightly massaging Eddie’s calf. “If you’ve never said it out loud to another person, does that mean you’ve never…been with another man before?”

Eddie’s cheeks flamed with his blush, which was probably answer enough. He looked away, grabbing his hair to pull over his face again. “Not…I mean, I’ve kissed a boy, before. And…” He made a vague gesture with his free hand, blushing more furiously. He glanced back up at Steve. “But not all the way.”

Steve’s smile turned sharper, his eyes flooding with red swirls until red was all that Eddie could see. “Well. I’m not really a boy.” He huffed when Eddie’s eyes dropped automatically down to his lap. “Though I do have a dick. When I feel like it.” He removed his hand from Eddie’s leg to flick his hand over his lap. “Otherwise it’s schlick down there, like a Ken doll.”

A surprised snort of laughter erupted from Eddie, prompting him to slap a hand over his mouth. Had Steve always been this funny and surprisingly easy to talk to?

“Please don’t tell me you’re Kenning it right now, Harrington,” Eddie laughed.

“Why? You got plans for me, Munson,” Steve teased right back.

“Maybe,” Eddie said, trying to sound confident, though he was still a rosy pink. “Still gotta seal the deal, right?” He smirked a little, though inwardly he was utterly flabbergasted that he was flirting with Steve Harrington. Who was a demon. But to be quite honest, the second one was less startling than the first.

Steve laughed. “Don’t worry, darling. There’s no need to rush things.”

Which was all well and good…except maybe Eddie wanted to rush things. At least a little bit. He had Steve Harrington on his couch, the boy he’d had a bit of a crush on for years. Sure, it was a bit of a hate-crush at first, but it was becoming more and more obvious that there was more to Steve than he’d ever thought possible. Demonhood aside.

“I still need to seal the deal,” Eddie pointed out quietly.

Steve sighed, studying Eddie for a moment before quirking up his lips in a smile and crooking a finger at him. Eddie resisted the urge to scramble forward to take a deep breath before moving slowly closer to Steve’s side.

“So. I protect the freaks and geeks of Hawkins High, and you owe me a favor of my choosing whenever I decide to cash it in. Failure to do so will forfeit your soul and I’ll own it for all eternity.” Steve shrugged again. “Seems fair to me.”

Eddie snorted, but…well, he was desperate. So yeah, it was fair. Fairer than he had been expecting. He just hoped the favor wasn’t something morally reprehensible. Sure, this was Harrington, but he was also a demon. Eddie had to remember that.

“I agree to those terms,” Eddie breathed.

Steve’s red eyes flared brighter, his smile more pointed, and slowly his black tipped fingers slid into Eddie’s hair to draw his head closer. “You’ll have to initiate it, to make it binding,” he murmured, his voice a smoldering rumble again.

Eddie gulped. There was no turning back once he did this. Until he returned Steve’s favor, his soul was on the precipice of a knife. Eternal damnation or…freedom.

Staring at Harrington now, his glowing crimson eyes staring only at him, sharp teeth edging out of a smile for Eddie only, and his strong fingers holding Eddie close and sending a thrill down his spine…

Eddie couldn’t help but feel that. Well.

Maybe freedom was just a tiny bit overrated.

At the same time that Eddie sealed his deal with the demon, an angel across town lowered her trumpet with a small frown as she felt another soul claimed.

Not again, she thought aggrieved. What a dingus.

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Demon Eddie this, Demon Eddie that…take a minute to picture Demon STEVE

Theres so much fun to be had with that. Maybe that’s how he got to the top, favours and exchanges

People come to him with requests and they don’t know how, but he always gets it done.

And then they owe him.

It becomes a thing for him to jokingly go “you owe me!” With a big smile, but they literally do. And he always cashes in, but usually just for small things he wants in the moment. Like a spare cigarette or a drink at a party.

And hey! Maybe Eddie DOES try to summon demons…

And one night, after he’s playing dress up as a satanist, he finally manages to summon one successfully.

Not that he knows that, all he knows is that Steve Harrington is knocking on his door all of a sudden.

Stupid puffy hair and goofy grin staring at him while he leans in.

“You called?”

And Eddie looks towards the phone slowly and back to Steve. Because no, no he didn’t.

He’s too tired and high to even pretend to be polite, just shutting the door in his face before leaning against it with a deep sigh.

But when he opens his eyes, Steve is stood there. In his trailer. As if Eddie didn’t just block his only way in and- okay, yeah. His eyes are fucking red.

He probably shouldn’t have used that book.

#king steve makes it very clear that hellfire is incredibly off limits to bullying #anyone who tests that quickly learns not to #steve asks for eddie to take care of the party once they’re in high school #eddie is annoyed it’s a request he would have done anyways #but it’s okay because he’ll keep summoning steve until the demon keeps his soul forever #(steve also just asked chrissy for a high five and gave her a hug to seal the deal because she needed one)#(later her and eddie become best friends which becomes hilarious once she starts dating a certain angel)#steve never does keep eddie’s soul forever but that’s because he doesn’t need to #because they both already have each other’s heart #demon steve harrington #steddie #plot thots

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Derry Girls is a Northern Irish sitcom created by Lisa McGee. Set in 1990s Derry, Northern Ireland the show follows five teens as they live through political conflict while going through the challenges of being teenagers.

17. Grease (1978)

Plot. In the summer of 1958, local boy Danny Zuko and vacationing Sandy Olsson meet at the beach and fall in love. When the summer comes to an end, Sandy—who is going back to Australia—frets that they may never meet again, but Danny tells her that their love is "only the beginning"

18. Love simon (2018)

Everyone deserves a great love story, but for 17‑year‑old Simon Spier, it's a little more complicated. He hasn't told his family or friends that he's gay, and he doesn't know the identity of the anonymous classmate that he's fallen for online. Resolving both issues proves hilarious, terrifying

19. Legally blond (2001)

Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon) has it all. She wants nothing more than to be Mrs. Warner Huntington III. But there is one thing stopping him (Matthew Davis) from proposing: She is too blond. Elle rallies all of her resources and gets into Harvard, determined to win

20. Legally blonde 2 (2003)

Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon) journeys to Washington, D.C., to have her say about animal rights, but is ignored by every politician she encounters and quickly learns that the White House can be even tougher to navigate than the Ivy League

21. shameless us (2011-?)

Shameless is the story of a family of six kids and their drunk and selfish father. The eldest daughter Fiona has to raise the rest of the family on her own. They need to steal food and steal money to live while their father takes everything and offers nothing. Meet the fabulously dysfunctional Gallagher family.

22. Dead like me (2003)

Georgia Lass is aloof and emotionally distant from her family and shies away from her life. After dropping out of college, she takes a temp job through Happy Time Temporary Services. During her lunch break on her first day, she is hit and killed by a toilet seat falling from the deorbiting Mir space station.

23. Daria (1997-2002)

A smart and cynical girl goes through teenage life as a proud outsider in a world of mainly idiotic adolescents and condescending adults. Daria Morgendorffer is an intelligent, unpopular, and quite sarcastic teenager tolerating life among the idiots at Lawndale High.

24. IT (2017)

Seven young outcasts in Derry, Maine, are about to face their worst nightmare ‑‑ an ancient, shape‑shifting evil that emerges from the sewer every 27 years to prey on the town's children. Banding together over the course of one horrifying summer

25. IT chapter 2 (2019)

Defeated by members of the Losers' Club, the evil clown Pennywise returns 27 years later to terrorize the town of Derry, Maine, once again. Now adults, the childhood friends have long since gone their separate ways. But then people start disappearing....

26. Stranger things (2016-?)

A young boy, Will Byers, goes missing near a top-secret government laboratory. On the same night, a strange young girl appears at a diner in the town. ... A love letter to the '80s classics that captivated a generation, 'Stranger things' is set in 1983 Indiana, where a young boy vanishes into thin air.

27. Ginger snaps (2000)

The story of two outcast sisters, Ginger (Katharine Isabelle) and Brigitte (Emily Perkins), in the mindless suburban town of Bailey Downs. On the night of Ginger's first period, she is savagely attacked by a wild creature. Ginger's wounds miraculously heal

28. Arrietty (2010)

Arrietty, a tiny teenager, lives with her parents in the recesses of a suburban home, unbeknown to the homeowner and housekeeper. Like others of her kind, Arrietty remains hidden from her human hosts, but occasionally ventures forth

29. F is for family (2015-?)

Set in the 1970s, this animated raunchy comedy is inspired by the life of stand-up comic Bill Burr, who is a co-creator and executive producer of the series. Burr also voices the character of Frank Murphy, a short-tempered veteran who lives in the suburbs with his wife, Sue (Laura Dern) and their three children

#movies #television #recommend #ferris bueller's day off #derry girls #10 things i hate about you #daria #scott pilgrim #easy a #legally blonde #ginger snaps

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An Elusive Computer Post

Y’all, 99.999% of the time, I exist on my phone and tablet. It’s very rare that I do any Fandom Stuff or social media on my laptop. But tonight, after This Episode, I had to break out the big guns. I need to be able to type as fast as my brain screams words. tl;dr: EVERYTHING IS THE WORST AND I HATE IT. Hey I’ll do a fun little page break so you don’t have to scroll past this whole thing if you don’t want to. How nice of me.

Erin

OPENING SCENE AND ERIN’S ALREADY YELLING AT PEOPLE. COOL.

JUST DON’T with this foster parent (allegedly) killing a foster child thing. Foster parents have enough of a negative perception as it is... a foster parent who “cracked” and killed a child in her care certainly won’t help. And I know this won’t turn into a well-done, thoughtful Discourse on the lack of support and resources for foster parents who are caring for children with complex needs. So I hate it.

I’m so, so, so sad for this child.

Sidenote re: Sam saying “I’ve already got a mom” (explaining why he didn’t call his foster parent “mom”) - okay, BB, one actual sensitive portrayal here, thumbs up.

Welp Erin’s boss is an asshole but so’s everyone else on this show. What else is new?

And now Sam is locked out of his new foster home. Another nice tally in the Negative Portrayal column. This is disgusting. His appreciation for his previous foster parent is obvious (this kid’s a ten times better actor than fucking Will “Dead Face” Estes at this point) and I hate this entire concept. At least the show’s portrayal of the child in foster care himself is positive.

Now Sam’s at Anthony’s house and this is off topic, but for half a second can we appreciate that Sam is also a bajillion times better at apologies than Jamie Reagan? Nice.

If Anthony becomes Sam’s foster parent I will be SO ANNOYED. One, because I’m sure the show won’t even hint at an accurate process - it’ll be insta-parent, Anthony walks into some caseworker’s office and walks out with physical custody of a child (fun fact: it takes three months or longer to get licensed as a foster parent). Two, because it’s kind of another blow to the reputation of foster parents that this episode is painting - like the only suitable foster parent in a whole city of veteran, trained, experienced FPs is this newbie? This does not taste good.

This is a cute scene. Rather than Anthony being Sam’s foster parent, how about he becomes his mentor?

OH. NICE. EXACTLY WHAT I DIDN’T WANT. “I’m going to sign the papers later today. I’m going to foster Sam myself.” Can we please get some follow-up on this, BB? Let’s please see Anthony trying to navigate the waters of parenting a teenager who likely has attachment-related diagnoses and other challenges. Is Anthony going to get trauma-informed care training? Or is he just going to wing it and hope that it’s all magical and swell? Does he have a sensitive, non-snarky bone in his body? I’m on the edge of my seat. (LOL @ Erin being the voice of reason here.)

OH. WHOA WHOA WHOA. “It’s not like I always wanted a son, but one came knocking and I answered the door.” Remember that line above where Sam reminded us that he has a mom? Do you understand why this line made me gag? There’s a fine line you walk as a foster parent, where you’re performing all the duties of parenting this child as if they’re your own - but you have to remember and be sensitive to the fact that they’re not. Kids in foster care are a package deal, yo, they come with a whole other family too. For teenagers this is an especially important Issue.

This entire storyline was terrible. 0/10.

Fat Shaming (Frank and co)

Poor Witten, you guys. That is awful and terrible and dangerous that her partner can’t even make it up 4 flights of stairs. “I’m here and you’re fine” - but what if she wasn’t?

Did Sid Gormley just use the word “fat shaming” and argue that physical fitness does not affect a cop’s ability to do their job?

Cops who are on the beat should be able to pass a fairly high standard for physical fitness. The end, basically.

Family dinner (tossed in here due to the topic of conversation): Seriously? Henry’s going to talk about it being discrimination to require cops to meet a physical fitness standard that is a pretty basic aspect of their ability to do their job? Nice.

Oh, magical, Frank has come up with a Compromise that Makes Everybody Happy. Raise your hand if you’re surprised.

Danny

TBH I hardly noticed this storyline at all. I’m much too busy angrily scribbling all of the examples of Dismissive Jamie on my whiteboard. Oh well, win some lose some.

Jamko

The way Jamie brushes Eddie off during this whole New Partner Discussion is gross. Refer to yesterday’s Two Pronged Complaint for the details.

The Biggest Issues: Jamie minimizing Eddie’s experience on the job, and being too protective of her/failing to be an objective boss. Et cetera.

“wHaT eLsE dOn’T I kNoW?” suck a dick, Jamie Reagan.

Peep those obviously empty coffee cups that probably have a piece of dry ice at the bottom to make the “steam.” A+.

I’m going to keep track of how many times “female empowerment” is said in this episode. I’ll keep you updated.

So this “fraternal organization” that we’ve all been so stressed about Eddie joining is...basically a women’s intramural sports league? LOLOL so I’m super excited to watch Jamie sputter about how Joe died playing softball* and therefore Eddie shouldn’t join.

LOOK AT EDDIE. She is legitimately excited about the idea of playing softball, dude. That smile is as much personality as we’ve gotten out of her all season. CAN’T WAIT TO WATCH JAMIE “WET BLANKET” REAGAN SNUFF THAT RIGHT OUT.

This ~date night~ situation is hilarious in a Young Childless Couple way.

OH, so NOW Jamie’s interested in a legitimate conversation with Eddie, engaged and responding... with questions in a demanding, rude tone? I’m so annoyed at his whole handling of the Eddie’s-new-partner thing.

GOD why is everything a Female Empowerment Thing? Can’t women just... enjoy playing sports?

OH HERE’S WHERE IT GETS FUN HOLD ONTO YOUR BUTTS

BAD IDEA

YOU’RE ABOUT TO BECOME A REAGAN

THAT’S A NO-GO

NOW YOU’RE JUST BEING STUBBORN

“No, I’m being astonished that my fiancé is trying to tell me what I can and cannot do” SAME, EDDIE

I’m so angry that the scene cuts off there. Did they just go about their stupid dinner date with this Tension floating palpably in the air between them? Did Eddie pull out an “I think I’ll sleep at my place tonight” and stalk away in that red? satin? dress? ? I hope she poured his stupid ON TAP IPA (objectively the worst type of beer, btw) down his shirt and walked out.

I AM SO SAD watching this scene of Eddie backing out of softball.

“I’m not much of a joiner” is a DUMB RIDICULOUS LINE and Eddie says it TWICE, folks.

Witten doesn’t bring up Jamie at all - I therefore assume she doesn’t know Eddie’s a Future Reagan (which is a whole other issue, but anyway.) . Witten thinks Eddie’s backing out so as to avoid associating with Witten. So I assume Witten’s intentions with the softball invite were totally pure. IMAGINE THAT! A woman who wants to be friends with another woman, one who she works with and respects and wants to get to know better! With no ulterior motive! Someone please hit Jamie Reagan in the nostril with a dart.

I like Witten more and more. Can we replace all the Reagan storylines with Witten, Sam, and Old Eddie in dark jeans and a studded jacket?

A LAUNDROMAT? ONE: Shouldn’t Jamie, as A Reagan, have laundry in his building?* TWO: It he didn’t, why wouldn’t they do laundry for free at Frank’s house every week?*

I CAN SMELL THE TENSION and I am legitimately curious how they’ve coexisted between the date and now. How’s that working out, hmm - that “keeping work and home separate” thing?

“I DIDN’T TELL YOU TO, I ASKED” says Jamie. Shall we go back a few bullet points to when he told her it’s a “no-go”?

I NEED TO KNOW WHAT ELSE I NEED TO KNOW - Same, Eddie. Do I really need to reiterate how ridiculous this whole thing is - that they’re engaged without dating, and now finding out that maybe there’s a reason people date first, even if they’re best friends, because this is the kind of stuff you work out before you start shopping for your dress.

“Are we talking, or are we just talking smack?” SOME ACCUSATION from the dumbass who said ALL THE THINGS IN THOSE BULLETS UP ABOVE.

Finally, for once, Eddie is voicing some real and legitimate concerns. Are we going to get any sort of resolution or mature adult discussion of these things? NOPE!

Did he seriously just tell her to cut it out? I hate him so much. I hope somebody duct tapes him to the front of those washer/dryers and pulls out each individual eyebrow hair with tweezers.

This laundromat scene just exemplifies so many of the issues I’ve been rage blogging about all damn season. Jamie ultimately brushing off Eddie’s concerns without ever giving her real answers. Not having the respect for her to even take her thoughts into account. Barking orders like he knows it all, and Eddie isn’t capable of making her own decisions. At least this time that’s the actual point of the scene rather than the nasty subtext.

EDDIE AND DANNY SCENE: I’m actually surprised that this is the first time Joe has been mentioned. Watching the sneak peek I figured Jamie’s main argument against Eddie joining an organization would be that it’s what got his brother killed (being vague, obviously, since Eddie clearly didn’t know the details). Not that it’s improper As A Reagan. I hoped the context of the episode would make me feel a little better about this scene but it just feels even more out of place and poorly/choppily written. I like Eddie and Danny together - I’d like them to interact more. But this didn’t do it for me. Gotta meet that Joe Mention Quota* on the season, I guess.

FINAL SCENE: in summary, FUCK THIS.

Sidenote: When is someone going to get suspicious @ how often Eddie gets pulled into Sarge’s office?

For the record, I anticipated an eye-rolly “Ohhkay, maybe I overreacted...” speech.

WHAT WE GOT FELL BELOW EVEN THAT VERY LOW BAR.

Jamie explains himself. Fine, he has a right to do that, and it’s constructive in helping Eddie understand the man she’s about to marry (god don’t even remind me). BUT HE DOES NOT ADMIT ANY WRONGDOING.

THERE IS NO APOLOGY

THERE IS NO ADMISSION THAT HE MADE MISTAKES in how he spoke to her, ordered her around, and didn’t even stop for eight seconds to listen to what she had to say

THERE IS NOT EVEN THE VERY MINIMAL “I overreacted” type of acknowledgment.

“So maybe if I forget sometimes, you can remind me” THIS IS GROSS TOO because it essentially puts the burden on Eddie to teach/remind Jamie how to HAVE AN ADULT CONVERSATION AND NOT BE AN ASS. He could AT LEAST take responsibility for his own improvement in the Future.

Eddie said literally two words in this entire scene. There was no mutual understanding, no real agreement, no genuine Development in their relationship.

THIS IS NOT A SATISFACTORY RESOLUTION TO THIS CONFLICT.

This episode is called Rectify but NOTHING HAS BEEN RECTIFIED.

ALSO, this seems like an awfully Personal conversation to be having in uniform, Sarge. Are they even trying anymore?

HE JUST THREW A SOFTBALL GLOVE AT HER. Is that supposed to be... sweet? Touching? An admission of guilt/mistake/wrongdoing? TRY AGAIN, BB. NONE OF THE ABOVE.

WELL. If you’ve made it this far, I hope you’re as disgruntled as I am. Seems like plenty of y’all were quite unhappy with this episode as well. I’m enjoying your tweets and sadness. I’ve been the queen of this club for almost a year now. Welcome, make yourselves comfortable, there’s plenty of ice cream in the freezer. Just don’t sit on the far end of the couch. That’s my dog’s favorite spot.

*These four hilarious lines were taken from two important Outside Sources. Thanks for your contribution, Outside Sources.

#sandy hates it all #blue bloods #9 x 18 Rectify

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