#Vodka Vodka

[andi-o-geyser]

a full SAGA of chaos choices at the diner in the centre of your mind

[vodka-con-amor]

[clunkyrobogirl2000]

Trans people reblog to crack open a cold one with Dan Akroyd

[seraphonfire]

пакет нужен?

[impactrueno]

pls don't arrest me for a DUI (drawing under the influence)

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[ghostforum]

barbie was insane. there was a snyder cut justice league joke, greta gerwig acknowledged her white feminism during the narrative i choked on my drink when they said let ken play guitar At you (for four hours), as is traditional during cishetro relationships allan was nonbinary. Ken Discovered Patriarchy and Recreated it in Barbieland. i was briefly sexually attracted to ryan gosling and there was a homoerotic fight scene accompanied by a musical number

[shushmal]

The latest Family Video customer is barely through the door before Eddie explodes, "Ugh, Tyler."

Beside him, Steve scoffs in agreement, nose wrinkled with distaste. He's so hot. "Yeah, exactly, uugh."

"That should be his middle name. Ugh," Robin chimes in. Eddie's so glad they're in agreement about the bleach-spiked punk guy that graduated three years ago but is still bumming around Hawkins. "Steve, I can't believe you dated that guy."

Seriously, Tyler is the worst— Wait, what—?

"Wait," Eddie says, gaping at Robin. "What?"

"You could barely call it dating," Steve huffs.

"You were together for a month and a half," Robin says. She's got this evil grin on her face and is pointedly not looking at Eddie who is very desperate for Robin to look at him right now, please. "You drove that bum to Indy every weekend. He broke up with you on Valentine's day."

Eddie's weak "Tyler? Tyler Teaks?" gets completely ignored.

"I—" Steve says with haughty emphasis. "—broke up with him on Valentine's day. Don't get it twisted, Buckley."

Robin snorts and finally glances at Eddie. "Steve only broke up with him because the guy blew him off. On Valentine's Day. Which is basically getting broken up with," she tells him, and ignores it when Eddie whimpers at her.

"Yeah, but I'm the one to ended it!" Steve insits.

Eddie, finally, finds his voice, and says, "Tyler Teaks?! Harrington!"

"Ugh," Steve says, slumping against the counter. "I know." He cuts a glare over at Eddie after a moment. "I blame you for this."

"Me?!" Eddie shrieks, incredulous. He's pretty sure he's stepped into another parallel world. Perpendicular world? A world where Steve apparently dates guys—and guys like Tyler Teaks, no less. Eddie's sure he's gone completely batshit insane. "What the hell did I do?!"

Steve stands, cocking his hip the side, and looks down his handsome nose at Eddie. "You wouldn't be my New Year's kiss at Tina's party," he says. "So I had to settle for Tyler Teaks instead."

"What the fuck?" Eddie says, completely lost. "What—? You—? Tina—? KISS—?!"

Beside them, Robin is grinning, laughing, eyes going back and forth between them, munching on a stolen back of skittles—her own personal dramedy on stage before her.

"Yep," Steve says, popping the P. He looks distinctly bitter. "Pulled my best moves on you, and you turned me down."

"Steve," Eddie breathes. He reaches out, places both hands on Steve's shoulders, intent. The eye contact he forces Steve into is desperate. "I don't even remember getting to Tina's New Year's Party." He takes a deep breath. "I woke up in her mom's pantry the next morning with no shoes and no memory of how I got there."

Finally, Steve cracks, a big smile stretching his face. Robin cackles. "Yeah, I kind of figured as much," Steve sighs, wistful now. "You told me, and I quote, 'Steve Harrington, you are very beautiful and I want to have a summer wedding because you'd look beautiful-er with sunflowers'—"

"Don't forget the 'you look so hot in that sweater' part."

"—'But actually, I am a very straight man. So very super straight.' And then you crouched down on the floor and crawled away." Steve is biting his lip now to keep from laughing. Robin is not so nice. "Like I couldn't see you, and the handkerchief flagging in your pocket."

"Oh my god."

"Don't worry, it was really cute," Steve says, grinning. "But, I still needed a New Year's kiss, and unfortunately for everyone involved, Tyler was my only willing choice."

"Oh my god."

"Totally duped me though, he was super sweet the entire night," Steve sighs. His mouth is twisted into genuine regret now. "Plus, the next week, you acted like you'd never spoken to me before, so—"

"OH MY GOD."

Steve and Robin give him twin grimaces. Robin's is a lot more sympathetic. Steve's is confused. "Listen, man," Steve tries to soothe. "I'm sure that's pretty embarrassing, but it was a cute story! No hard feelings, I promise."

Robin's sympathetic grimace deepens.

"No," Eddie says, standing up straight. "I refuse. There is no way I turned down Steve Harrington for a New Year's kiss. There is no way."

"Wait—"

"Eddie, where—"

Eddie marches for the door, digging his keys out of his pockets. "Good-bye friends, I must go see a supergirl about time travel."

[nickydraws]

You know how sometimes you just have to get through November, and to do it you need one particular demon with a bottle of wine. Happy December everyone I guess!

[cargopantsman]

@anais-ninja-bitch send this up the line please

[omtai]

thinking once again about the pussybow in which gerard tied their tie for the skirtsuit character. they could have so easily just done a windsor knot and that’s that. but it was a deliberate choice to tie it as a pussybow; it’s feminising, it’s softening— originally they were associated with the bows tied on kittens, giving it its name. but as women started to join the workforce (specifically the office which was of course a male-dominated field) it grew to be a form of defiance, a breaking of rules and dress codes.

in relation to ms. skirtsuit it really adds to the theory that while she is complicit and undeniably fascistic since she works under the dictator, there is a good chance she will be insubordinate and, like the pussybow, defiant to his rules. we’ve already seen how she finds herself exempt from His Grand Immortality— the way she didn’t get up to stand and wait as he entered the room the way mr. carnation and the politician did, the way she didn’t even turn to look when the opera singer sang. What i’m trying to say is as the story progresses I wouldn’t be surprised to see her end up as a sort of anti-hero. definitely not a good person, but works against the flow of the death machine.

[vodka-con-amor]

[lustingfood]

Chicken Vodka Parm Panini (x)

[lovertm]

pizzas by markmakespizza (2)

[jenjvnjun]

happy first day of school to those who start on the 2nd, and to those who've already started