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[353dcys]

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[acewritesfics]

Family Day Out: Part 01 | Eddie Munson

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Request: From Anon

Fic Type: Imagine

Warnings: Fluff, a little swearing, dad!eddie.

Word Count: 1,441

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Stranger Things Masterlist

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Four Years After Vecna 

The sound of a thump coming from her daughter’s bedroom causes Y/N to stop washing the breakfast dishes. When she hears her husband, Eddie letting out a groan and Sophie’s boisterous laughter fills the two-bedroom trailer, her curiosity grows. She walks to Sophie’s bedroom and leans against the door frame after drying her hands with the dish towel. 

“What’s happening in here?” she asks, gaining the attention of her husband and daughter. Eddie and Sophie exchange glances before looking at her.  

She surveys the bedroom. The floor was littered with wooden blocks and Eddie’s Dungeon & Dragon’s figurines. The container in which the blocks were stored was tipped over. The plastic sword that Uncle Dustin gave her for her third birthday is in her right hand. 

“I slayed the dragon and saved Daddy!” Sophie exclaims with delight. 

“You did?” She moves into the bedroom and kneels beside Sophie. She draws her into a hug and smothers her with kisses all over her face. “ Mommy is so proud of you and thanks you greatly.”   

Sophie continues to giggle as she tries to push away. “Mommy, stop!”  

Y/N kisses her cheek once more and leans to share a quick kiss with Eddie. “Are we almost ready to depart for our fun day out? Is that what you’re wearing to day?” 

Sophie was wearing her purple princess dress and a denim vest that looked “just like daddy’s one,” complete with patches all over it. She was wearing her little black biker boots and Eddie’s old black and white skull bandana was wrapped around her head to keep her mess of dark curls—which she also inherited from Eddie along with his deep drown eyes—out of her face. The plastic sword that Uncle Dustin gave her for her third birthday is in her right hand. 

“Yes!” Sophie applauds. “Can I bring sword?”  

“The sword is staying at home today, sweetie,” Eddie replies.  

She sets her sword down and gestures to Eddie’s sock-covered feet, “Daddy shoes.”  

“I’m going to put them on right now,” Eddie says, standing up. He extends a hand to Y/N and helps her to her feet. 

“And you can help me pack your bag,” Y/N tells Sophie, offering her hand to the three-year-old, who takes it immediately. Eddie is followed by the two his two favorite ladies as they leave Sophie’s bedroom and walks into the living room.   Sophie grabs her muppets’ backpack and passes it to her mother, who takes it into the kitchen and begins packing it with snacks and a change of clothes for the small girl. She made sure to pack some toys for Sophie to keep her occupied in the van. The Munson family was on their way to the park as soon as they were ready. 

When they arrived at the park, Eddie helps Sophie in get out of her car seat and lifts her up, carrying her on his shoulders. “Gentle,” he softly reminds her as she clutches fistfuls of his hair to hold on to him. Eddie holds her legs to keep her steady as she releases his hair and throws her tiny arms around his head. As she walks behind the father-daughter duo, Y/N grins.  

She believed that Eddie deserved all the wonderful things that came his way because of everything they had gone through since learning about the existence of the upside down, which had happened in the most dreadful way. He had been implicated in all three of the horrific killings that had occurred in 1986 and had witnessed two of them. Most of Hawkins had turned their backs on him, not that they had given him the time of day before Jason Carver rallied an angry mob of hicks to go after him. Y/N, his Uncle Wayne, and Dustin were the only three people who didn’t need to be convinced from the start that he didn’t do it. The others had their doubts until they found him and he had explained what had happened to Chrissy. 

Before the Hawkins Upside Down group made the decision to take Vecna on themselves, the few days he had spent in hiding felt like some of the worst. Y/N had been paired with Dustin and Eddie, and everything went smoothly until Eddie decided to play the hero. When Y/N and Dustin found Eddie lying in the middle of the road, surrounded by dead demobats and bleeding profusely, it quickly turned into the worst day of her life. However, by some miracle, they had been able to pull the wounded three time senior from the upside-down and find a person who would help him. With more than one eyewitness and no concrete proof that Eddie was responsible for the murders, his name was cleared and he was able to finally graduate. However, it wasn’t enough to keep him in Hawkins. 

Eddie announced to her that he intended to leave Hawkins and never come back three months after he had physically recovered. Even after his name was cleared, Eddie was still not accepted in the town.  He couldn’t go anywhere without people sneering and constantly harrassing him. Every week, his uncle’s trailer, where they stayed with him, was vandalized. The young couple told Wayne of their decision, packed up the little amount of belongings that they owned, and left Hawkins, but not before promising the others that they would call as soon as they could. 

For four months, they lived out of his van and the occasional hotel room until they had enough money from their new jobs to find a place to live. It didn’t take them long to find the trailer in which they currently resided. A month after leaving Hawkins, Y/N found out she was pregnant with Sophie. They were engaged five months later and eloped at the courthouse, with Wayne, who was visiting them at the time, as a witness.  

And now, here they are four years later, happily married, with a beautiful daughter who is Eddie’s twin, making do with what they must provide for their daughter and any future children they may have. Despite not having much, she considered what they have to be everything they need.  

“Mommy, look!” Her daughter’s delighted squeal cuts through her thoughts. She glances to see where she’s pointing from her father’s shoulders and sees a mother duck swimming in the water with her ducklings. Her favorite animals, second only to dragons, are ducks.  

“Mama duck has babies,” she exclaims as she steps beside her husband, lifting Sophie off his shoulders. 

They approach the pond and take a seat a few feet away from the water’s edge. While watching the ducks and ducklings, Sophie curls up on Eddie’s lap, pointing out when they would bob underwater and then come back up, and getting excited when some of them came back onto land.  

“So, I’ve been thinking,” Eddie begins, breaking the silence. They had been at the park for about thirty to forty minutes when Sophie cuddled up against Eddie’s chest and dozed off as he ran his fingers through her hair. 

“About?” she wonders, her gaze shifting from the water to her husband.  

“I’d like another one,” he confesses.  

“Another what?” she asks, perplexed.  

“Another baby,” he says. “I’d like to start trying for another one. I think it’ll be nice to have another one and to give Soph a baby brother or sister.”  

She appears to be thinking about something as she nods her head and chews on her lower lip. She agrees that that did sound nice.  "What if I told you we don’t have to try for another one?“  

It was now his time to appear puzzled. "I don’t understand.” 

She can’t help the grin that appears on her lips. “I was going to tell you tonight, but since you brought it up, this morning’s phone call from the doctor was to confirm that I’m pregnant again.”  

His expression quickly shifts from confusion to surprise and then to pure excitement and joy. “We’re having another baby?”  

She confirms what she just said with a nod of her head.  

“I love you so fucking much,” he says softly as he pulls her into a kiss, careful not to wake their sleeping daughter. “Holy shit, we’re going to need a bigger home.” 

Y/N chuckles. “We have approximately seven months to find one.”  

“I love you,” he says again, kissing her. “And I love you,” he continues, kissing Sophie’s head. Y/N grins as she watches him put his hand on her stomach. “And I love you.”  

“We all love you, too,” Y/N says as she kisses him this time. 

TAGGED: @rainydayteacups | @alexxavicry

[thaliasandy]

You should already know by now that I'm a sucker for cute/awkward headcanons 😅...

Chrissy had bought weed from Eddie a couple of times before, whenever her anxiety and the nightmares got too bad. She even went home with him twice to get high and hang out, he was funny and sweet, charming and so handsome...and Chrissy was aware that she might've developed a little...alright... a massive crush on him.

He'd even infiltrated her nightmares last night...in a good way. That monster she kept seeing in her dreams had his nasty tentacle like vines wrapped around her body, squeezing her so tight she thought her bones where about to crack and suddenly the creature loosened it's grip...Eddie Munson, her knight in shining armour, had struck the monster with a sword, cutting it's head clean off.

She fell into his arms and kissed him, deeply, passionately...

She could still feel dream!Eddie's hands all over her as she woke up, frustrated and cranky, her whole body aching like it hadn't all just been a nightmare.

The only thing lifting her mood was the fact that she'd be meeting him in the woods during lunch break so she picked out a cute outfit that morning, a short light blue denim skirt and a pink shirt with matching accessories.

They only had about 25 minutes together before she had to get back to class but she cherrished every moment. Eddie looked genuinely happy for her when she told him about her dream, about how he'd saved her. Of course she left out the kissing part.

He laughed but she didn't feel like he was making fun of her, like she sometimes felt with Jason.

He startled her when he climbed on the table, fighting an imaginary monster with an invisible sword.

"Did I look cool...Slaying the monster...Rescuing the fair maiden?"

When he was on her side of the bench he got down on one knee, grabbed her hand and pressed a soft kiss above her knuckles, like an old fashioned gentleman. Chrissy felt her heart beat wildly in her ribcage, she pondered leaning a bit forward and kissing him on the lips, like they'd done in her dream. Suddenly he darted his tongue out and licked the soft skin of her hand, making her squeal and pull her hand back. Her reaction made him laugh so hard he fell back on his ass.

She laughed too, hoping he wouldn't notice how much she secretly enjoyed the feeling of his warm, wet tongue on her skin. Her eyes fell onto her wristwatch as she wiped her hand on her shirt in a jokingly annoyed manner:

11 minutes until she had to be in class.

"I have to go back, are you coming?"

He thought about it then grimaced,

"Gym class...Nah, I'd love to see you prance around with your pompoms but I'll pass...I might swing by later...probably..."

"Eddie, you're going to get in trouble."

She wished she could be naughty too and skip school with him.

"Not for that, princess." He chuckled.

"Okay see you later then."

She put on her pink backpack, that looked adorably big on her tiny frame, Eddie thought, as he waved goodbye when she looked over her shoulder again.

He let his eyes wander over her backside as she walked away...

"Chrissy wait!"

"What is it?"

She turned around slowly, smiling at him sweetly thinking he might've changed his mind and go to gym class after all but he just looked at her with an uneasy expression.

"...Uh...there's a stain on the back of your skirt..."

"Ew gross, did I sit on something?"

"...No...I don't think that's what it is..."

He didn't quite know how to tell her.

She stepped closer to the picnic table again and when she saw the dark red stain on the bench where she just sat , she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her.

" Oh...oh no...this is so embarrassing..."

Her period had always been irregular especially lately with all the stress and the lack of nutrition she allowed her body, but now the achy feeling all over and the crankyness that had bothered her all day made a lot of sense.

"I can drive you home, if you want..." He offered.

"No, I have cheer practice later, my uniform is in my locker, I just need to get there without the whole school seeing...this." she motioned helplessly to her skirt.

She looked like she was about to cry and Eddie eyed her for a moment trying to think of something that wouldn't make this situation even more awkward for her.

She watched him through blurry eyes as he got up from the ground and shrugged off the red and black flannel shirt he was wearing on top of his black Metallica tshirt. He came up close to her and put the shirt around her, so her butt was covered up, when he pulled at the sleeves to make a knot in the front she lost her balance for a moment and almost collided with his chest. He steadied her with a firm but gentle hand on her hip and gave her a shy smile.

"There you go, no one's going to see it. And you look bad ass."

"...You saw it.."

"Yeah...well ..I don't care." He shrugged his shoulders.

"You don't think it's gross?".

"Pfff bleeding for a week without dying is metal as fuck...and it's gonna take more than a little blood to gross me out...

...Not in a weird, 'sacrificing baby goats and bathing in their blood' kind of way or whatever it is your boyfriend accuses me of now." He added, rolling his eyes.

"Eddie...just so you know, I never believed any of that crap, I know you're a good person"

Now it was Eddie's turn to get emotional and to his surprise Chrissy wrapped her arms around him.

It took him a couple of seconds to process that Chrissy Cunningham, the girl of his dreams , was really hugging him, before he reacted and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hey...do you wanna to come to my place later" he whispered into her strawberry blonde hair.

"I'd love to."

She looked up, beaming at him.

"Good. Have you ever tried pot brownies?"

She shook her head.

"You'll love them...and I heard they help with period cramps."

Suddenly her smile completely vanished, her brows furrowed and she stiffened in his arms.

"...Are you making fun of me?"

Her voice almost a whisper and full of disappointment.

"Shit No! Weed can help with pain relief! I would never make fun of you, I promise." He blurted.

"Really?"

He nodded enthusiastically and her gentle smile returned.

"I'll be at your place then...around 5?"

"Perfect!"

[weresilver]

These three parts make for a nice chapter, I think, so they have been posted to AO3! Future chapters will probably be longer. Here we are on part 3. As promised, season 4 events. Have fun! [Part 1] – [Part 2] – [Part 4]

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Pin a String to My Chest – 3

The spring break from hell

Of course, none of this was what Eddie had expected to happen. He'd known, on some level, that things weren't okay with Chrissy, but he didn't think he would ever see someone murdered by a freaky, evil mind-controlling wizard from another dimension.

Not that he had known that was the case that Friday.

That night, the only thing he'd known was that she died an impossible death in the middle of the Munson living room.

He panicked.

And he ran.

Eddie really hoped, after he managed to catch his breath at Rick's boathouse, that his uncle could forgive him for running.

Then he was found. Dustin, his own little sheep, and Buckley, band nerd. Max, his new neighbor. King Steve Harrington himself.

And even though their explanation was absolutely insane, it… it helped that they believed him. His only hope became seeing his uncle at all, forgiveness or not, no matter what the old man thought.

Nancy said, a while later, that he believed in him. That he'd been the first to deny that Eddie could have done any of it.

The relief he felt was huge, but it was tainted by the second impossible death he had to witness.

With Jason right there, the city's golden boy who'd never do wrong, who the fuck else would believe in him?

Then there was a whole parallel dimension that might as well have been hell, flesh-eating bats, visions of the villain's origin story and said hell bleeding into their world with a vengeance, and finally a plan that could just get them all killed.

Sure, why not? These people are absolutely insane, but fuck, he could really come to care about them. Even Harrington, which at any previous point of his life would've seemed extremely unlikely.

But, well, he wouldn't begrudge someone's character development.

Maybe he could do something different himself. Something… better. His job — and Dustin's — was to distract the bats, lure them away from the Creel house long enough for the Vecna Slaying Team to kill him, then get out of the Upside Down.

He would do his very best, he'd decided. He'd do it well, loud, and in style.

Master of Puppets was an easy decision.

Just as easy as sending Dustin back through the gate and turning back around.

If he was going to run one more time, might as well do it in the opposite direction; keep the bats away from the gate and from Dustin.

Draw attention to himself then run with it. Literally.

It didn't work every time. It didn't work back in his first senior year, when Hagan was dumped by Steve, and it certainly wasn't working now.

Never handled crowds that well, he thought a little hysterically when the bats dropped dead all at once, as if feeling overwhelmed in a tiny space full of people could be compared to being eaten alive and bleeding out.

He didn't have room for much thought after that, the pain too all-consuming to focus on much of anything else.

At least… At least Dustin would be safe. He'd look after Hellfire, the kid was passionate enough.

Never change, Dustin Henderson.

But… he would, wouldn't he? This wasn't—

The kid wasn't supposed to come back. He wasn't supposed to see him die.

I love you, man.

But at least, there was some truth in all the bullshit he'd just said.

[starrypeeps]

Just random writing inspo that i recieved in my big ass brain 💪

Subject: Stranger Things yuhh

Set around: Season 3 before eddie died (so before ep9)

Info: Just a short story that I came up with also it may not be accurate cause i’m watching stranger things again but i don’t have the best memory (ugh) so very very sorry about that 🙏

Um slay me yuh

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“STEVE YOU-” Steve hurriedly climbed out of Nancy’s window, chucking a balled up note in her face as her hands tried to grasp at his ankles.

“I’m sorry, Nancy!” He exclaimed after a rather chaotic landing. “I’ll make it up to you. Sunday night, 8?” He jumped right up, turning to a rather red Nancy with her head out the window, glaring down at him.

He didn’t wait for an answer.

Wind snaked through his brown locks as he ran to Forest Hills Trailer Park, where Eddie lived.

Ahh, Eddie Munson. Eddie Munson was a bit of a crazy person. He presumably killed Chrissy Cunningham, and now he was in danger from the almighty Jason Carver. Nothing to worry about.

He was also apparently a druggie. Nice. Steve only did marijuana.

But Eddie was alright in his eyes. He just hoped he wasn’t going blind.

Steve almost forgot about the gun in his hand until he dropped the freaking thing and catapulted into a rather spiky tree.

“Ah, fuck.” He hissed to himself, rubbing his forehead in pain. “Jesus Christ, what is up with today?”

“Come onnn, you’re Steve Harrington. Thought you were all Mr Tough Guy?”

Steve whipped his head back so fast he got whiplash. After a brief wince he put on a brave face for the long haired man behind him.

“Nup, Me? I’m all good, what’re you talking about?” He took a step toward away from the tree, then decided to step back in case he was awkwardly too close.

“What’re you doing? Dancing?” Eddie questioned.

Steve did a little jig, then cringed momentarily before going completely still and staring straight into the warm brown of Eddie’s eyes.

Abrupt silence drifted between them before an eruption of laughter sounded from Eddie.

“Don’t do that again, dude. Awkward as hell.” He chuckled, reaching out a hand that held a gun. “This yours by any chance?”

“Okay. Sorry. Yep, well actually no, it’s Nancy’s but I stole, wait no, not stole I borrowed it from her house and I’m going to return it on Sunday at 8 but only if she says-” Steve was stopped by a hand in his face.

“Steve, I thought you were here to discuss the plan, not talk about your future wife all day long.” Eddie said this in a good natured manner, calming the agitated Steve down. If anyone else were to say that with a different tone, they would be on the ground. Probably.

Hopefully.

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meeee = slay 🫶

Word Count: 409 words YUH

hope you enjoyed :) <3

[omegaling]

Hellcheer Headcanons: Where Everyone Lives and No One is Sad

Chrissy really, really does not want to go to prom and be put on the pedestal of Hawkins High Prom Queen like she knows she will be, but her mother’s already bought (and altered) her dress, and Jason has the limo lined up, so she’s trapped into going.

Jason is absolutely the kind of ignoramus who would propose to Chrissy at prom in front of their entire graduating class. Chrissy is too stunned to speak for a whole moment, then responds with a quiet “I have to think” before walking off the stage and out of the gym.

The Hellfire Club is having a session during prom, mostly as a way to help Eddie get his mind off Chrissy. They are nearing the end of their latest campaign, where their party has at last saved the princess who was put under an enchanted sleep by a wicked sorcerer-king who wanted to keep her for himself instead of allowing her to marry her true love, a woodsman who lived in the dark forest. Just as the princess wakes up, Chrissy walks through the front door, still in her prom dress and makeup streaking down her face. Eddie’s back is to her when she walks in, but all the others see her and fall into stunned silence. When Eddie finally realizes they’re reacting to something other than the campaign, he turns around to see Chrissy, and after that nothing else matters except for each other.

They keep their relationship quiet until Jason leaves for college and they don’t have to worry about him or his friends harassing Eddie for “stealing his girl.”

Chrissy’s mom kicks her out of the house for her refusal to go to college with Jason and turning down her cheerleading scholarship. It was only meant to be a scare tactic, but Chrissy never returns. She still keeps in contact with her brother regularly and her father on occasions, but all ties with her mother are gradually broken until she cuts her out of her life altogether.

After they graduate Eddie and Chrissy immediately jump in his van and take off for a two-month long road trip. They don’t have a plan, and the only way anyone knows where they’ve been is the postcards they send to Wayne and their friends.

When they return from their road trip Eddie and Chrissy take classes at the local community college. It’s not as glamorous as going to a university, but this is the first time in her life that she’s been allowed to do things at her own pace, so she’s going to take the time to figure herself out before she even thinks about planning the rest of her life.

College is not for Eddie. He only finishes a few semesters (kind of) before dropping out. Before he does, he takes a few courses on creative writing to help strengthen his story telling for his campaigns.

Chrissy discovers for herself that despite the pressure put on her by her mother, she does genuinely enjoy dancing, and puts her focus towards being a dance instructor one day.

It takes Chrissy longer to recover from her eating disorders than she anticipated, which becomes a source of shame and frustration for her. Eddie absolutely understands that recovery can take years, and that regressions can happen at any time, even if it’s been years since the last one. He knows the best he can do is just be there for her during the bad times, talking when she needs it, being a silent support system when she doesn’t. He never gives unsolicited advice or opinions; he just holds her and reassures her that he’s there, that she’s not broken or damaged, and that he loves her no matter what until she comes back out of it.

Eddie loves foreplay with Chrissy more than the actual sex because of all the different sounds he can get her to make.

Chrissy enjoys brushing his hair.

Eddie is the better cook of the two, which comes as a surprise to them both.

In the beginning of their relationship, listening to Eddie talk about his campaigns is like listening to someone speaking a foreign language, but it’s important to him so Chrissy always gives him her full attention. He’s also adorable when he gets this excited over slaying the undead.

One day, she helps him fix a plot hole that’s been plaguing him for weeks, and from that time on she begins showing more of an interest in Dungeons and Dragons and how it works. Eddie can barely contain himself when she asks him to help her roll her first ever character: an elf druid.

Chrissy sits in on a few games before she gets up the courage to ask if she can join. The first time she’s at a Hellfire meeting the others are a little leary about her hanging around, but they don’t dare mention it in Eddie’s presence. Soon, though, they not only don’t mind her being there, but start to enjoy her company as well. When she’s finally ready to join, all the guys and Erica make a big show of accepting her character into her ranks. At one time Chrissy would have been embarrassed at being put at the center of attention like that, but these are her friends who accept her no matter what, and she loves them all for it.

Eddie knows that his music is not Chrissy’s favorite, and lets her know he doesn’t expect her to come to every single gig if she doesn’t want to, or simply doesn’t feel like it. She still comes to as many as she can, if only to see him get giddy when he spots her in the crowd from the stage.

Wayne adores Chrissy but he’s not always great at showing it. Her first impression of him when she comes to live with Eddie after her mom kicks her out isn’t the best, since he blatantly tells them both “this trailer ain't big enough for the three of us and a baby.” Chrissy can’t tell if he’s insinuating that she may already be pregnant, but she can’t really blame him for assuming, given her situation. Eddie, on the other hand, almost dies of embarrassment on the spot.

Eddie and Chrissy have their wedding ceremony and reception in Wheeler’s back yard. It’s small with only their closest friends, but it’s perfect.

Chrissy does invite her brother and father. Her brother comes, her father doesn’t.

Dustin is Eddie’s best man at their wedding, and Max is Chrissy’s maid of honor.

Dustin custom-makes Eddie’s cufflinks out of a pair of D20 dice.

Chrissy and the bride’s maids are all pink, green and yellow at the wedding, while Eddie and the groom’s men are black and red. It clashes horribly, but it’s them, and no one can criticize them for it.

Wayne’s speech at their wedding lasts less than a minute. At the end, he tells them that he got them something that better expresses how much he loves them more than his words can. He hands them the keys to the house he bought them.

Chrissy eventually opens her own dance studio in Hawkins. Everyone is welcome, but she is especially protective over the little girls who are easy targets for their weight and appearance. She has an absolutely zero-bullying policy, and that goes for the kids and their parents, and everyone knows it.

Eddie starts writing his own fantasy novels, but only after Chrissy insists yes, he is absolutely a talented writer who can easily create something that is on par with Lord of the Rings. He teases her that that doesn't give him a lot of hope since she’s never actually read the books, but he is encouraged because of the faith she has in him.

He goes with Chrissy to every prenatal and postnatal doctor’s appointment. Every. Single. One. At first the other mothers are put off by his presence in the waiting room, but that soon turns to envy over Chrissy as they wish their husbands showed half the support as hers.

One of their daughters is a girlie-girl who loves Barbies, tea parties and the color pink. The other is a total tomboy who always has grass stains on her knees and leaves in her hair. Despite their differences, they usually get along very well. Their older daughter doesn’t mind playing with dolls with her baby sister, and their younger daughter will absolutely get into a mud-slinging fight to protect her sister’s honor against the school boys who tease her for being different.

Eddie uses Dungeons and Dragons to help his girls learn math.

Everything’s an adventure for the Munsons: grocery shopping, chores, road trips, snow days. It never matters how mundane a task is. Eddie never fails to make everything he does with his family as fun for everyone as possible.

Movie nights with blanket forts, lots of popcorn and candy.

Family-themed Halloween costumes.

Dustin is their kids’ favorite uncle.

Jonathan and Nancy are their childrens’ godparents.

Their house becomes the “safe” house for their girls’ friends as they get older, where they can go to get away from bullies, toxic family members, and society pressures.

[notquitecogent]

baby, i'm yours now (dreaming a connection)

EDIT: A quick update to say this one is now also available on Ao3, in glorious high-definition.

BEHOLD! My first-ever (public) attempt at fic – and smut, no less! (#allin) – inspired by, and written for, the incomparable @majicmarker. It's Hellcheer. It's demisexual. It's soft as hell. It's stream-of-consciousness ADHD vibes (not my usual style but I feel like it works for Eddie's POV, which this is).

Anyway, I'm terrified of posting this (see also: the crippling fear of being known) but I'm biting – nay, tearing – through the proverbial bullet because this was fulfilling to write and perhaps it will fulfil others?? TITLE: baby, i'm yours now (dreaming a connection) PAIRING: Eddie x Chrissy (F/M), Stranger Things s4 RATING: Explicit WORD COUNT: ~4,000 CHAPTER COUNT: 1/1 WARNINGS: Heterosexual sex, mild drug references, swearing, overusing italics for emphasis, run-on sentences as a stylistic choice Ok. So. It really, really wasn’t supposed to happen like this. 

After nearly 20 years on Earth, Eddie was well and truly used to getting carried away; his out-of-control imagination would grab a concept in its greedy little hands and bolt – catapulting between ideas, fantasies and ever-more-complicated scenarios before he’d even had the chance to really think. 

It was an uncontrollable kind of thing, the way his brain just seemed to latch and run with it. 

And, well, sometimes it worked out; there were song lyrics (Corroded Coffin’s finest, if he said so himself), D&D campaigns (more than a few inspired narrative twists) – even poems (shut up). 

And sometimes, like now, it really, really didn’t. 

Because his brain’s latest obsession was one Christine Elizabeth Cunningham. Oh yes. Queen of Hawkins High, almost certainly Prom Queen, captain of the cheerleading squad, Chrissy Cunningham. A very nice, very pretty, very most definitely off-limits, unavailable, do NOT under any circumstances even think about it, you fucking idiot, type of girl. 

The picture of loveliness and wholesomeness and everything bright and good in the world, but with big sad eyes and a laundry list of trauma oh, about 50 feet long. 

Unlike her certified dropkick Conformity Ken boyfriend, Chrissy was sweet as a peach, and just as easily bruised – she’d been so nervous when they’d met up at the picnic table, and it had made him want to wrap her in cotton wool and tell her everything was going to be alright. Made him want to slay all her demons and keep her safe forever. 

You know – real righteous Paladin, white knight shit. Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

Because she already had a guy for that (the aforementioned dropkick, Jason Carver – god, even his name was like something out of Tiger Beat). 

It was Jason’s job to take care of her; to hold her tight and stroke her silky is-it-reddish-blonde-or-blondish-red hair and oh, probably make her cups of hot chocolate with the tiny marshmallows she probably loved because she was probably just that cute. 

Except she hadn’t gone to the King of All Tools when everything got bad, had she? She’d come to him – in secret, might he add – and she’d gotten into his van and come back to the trailer and stood inside and then chickened out of taking any drugs and just sat there and cried and poured her little sugarplum heart out to him. 

And, well, he couldn’t help how he felt about that, could he? Eddie wasn’t made of stone – in fact, he’d been reminded far too many times that his heart might as well have been made of those same tiny hot chocolate marshmallows, for all the soft, squishy, tender, sweet feelings that seemed to pour out of it whenever someone in his vicinity was upset. 

He’d wrapped her up in a threadbare blanket and awkwardly rubbed her shoulder and she’d smiled and said, “Yes, please, Eddie,” when he’d asked if she needed a hug. And he’d held her in his arms and she’d rested her no-it’s-definitely-reddish-blonde head on his chest, right above his black widow tattoo and more importantly, the marshmallow heart – and his foolish, ridiculous, idiot brain had decided Chrissy Cunningham would be all it would think about every minute of every hour since. 

He’d dropped her off at the big, beautiful house in Loch Nora (that she lived there and he lived in the seen-better-days double-wide in Forest Hills Trailer Park was such a cliché it was like a fucking Billy Joel song come to life).

Then he spent the next two hours chain-smoking and scarfing down handfuls of cereal and gas station candy while his imagination made her the centre of Corroded Coffin’s next hypothetical concept album, right down to the cover art (she’d be in one of those long chiffon nightdresses, floating about an abandoned castle as he dispatched her ghoulish nightmares back to Hell with a truly vicious riff). 

And then she’d somehow got his number from Dustin Henderson and called him up on the phone, just to say hi, just to make sure he wasn’t too freaked out by her the other night. And they’d made plans to hang out again – had gone for a walk in his neighbourhood where no-one of consequence would see them together, and his stupid blabber mouth had told her some of his secrets, like why he didn’t have a mom or dad (abandoned him and in prison, respectively) and why he was repeating senior year yet again (at this point it’s just habit, he’d joked, ha ha ha, and she’d given him this half-grin like she couldn’t tell if he was trying to make her laugh or not – but he was, he always was, he’d never stopped trying after hearing her delightful little giggle for the first time). 

Then it was very much sharing their hopes and dreams – all very teenage American heartland, John Cougar Mellencamp bullshit, he thought with shame (excitement) and disgust (delight).

But it had kept going like that; the calling up, the meeting up. “I can’t talk to anyone the way I talk to you,” she'd confessed once, so matter-of-factly it broke his heart a bit. She brought him a little cross-stitched Corroded Coffin bandana for his birthday in May, and he’d made her a mixtape for hers a few weeks later in June. 

“This is so sweet, Eddie,” she’d said. “I’ll listen to it every night.” And his brain had melted out his ears imagining her in her frilly pyjama set, under the covers with her headphones on and thinking of him. 

They didn’t talk in school. Prom came and went, with Chrissy and Jason predictably crowned Queen and King and Eddie spending the evening getting excruciatingly high and trying not to think about them going up to the suite Captain Haircut had probably booked at Hawkins’ only nice hotel to celebrate, just the two of us, like the walking cliché he was. 

Before he knew it, graduation was upon them. He’d already resigned himself to never seeing Chrissy Cunningham again, once she moved away to IU with Darling Jase. They should start a new war and bring back the draft, Eddie thought uncharitably, and then felt immediately guilty because Uncle Wayne had been in Vietnam.

Except, as it turned out, Eddie didn’t need the United States Armed Forces to get involved because Chrissy voluntarily broke up with Jason four days into summer break, telling him she’d be going to Illinois instead for her legacy place at her dad’s alma mater. 

A little after that, she’d come to the trailer unannounced and out of breath, chipmunk cheeks flushed and an unreadable expression (strangely like hope?) in her lovely, lovely eyes that were bluish-grey-or-were-they-greyish-blue. 

Which brings him to the present moment, in which he is entirely unsure what exactly the fuck is happening – but what else is new?

“I’ve realised something,” Chrissy tells him at the door. 

“What?” he asks dumbly, and then she grabs the collar of his lucky Black Sabbath T-shirt and pulls him into what is, to date, the best and most Earth-shattering kiss he’s ever had, until she plants the second one on him.

“I’m in love with you, Eddie,” she says between that first and second kiss (and on the third, she slips her tongue in his mouth). 

And while his brain seems to have fallen into an LSD-like trance amid the insane sensory overload he is currently experiencing, Eddie’s hands have a mind of their own; they make a valiant attempt at overloading his senses even more, skimming Chrissy’s waist, then sliding around to cup her ass through her little corduroy skirt. 

And then he realises he didn’t say anything when she told him she loved him (she is in love with him!!) and he has to break away – panting, hopefully not too embarrassingly, and rest his forehead against hers. 

“Do you love me too, Eddie?” she says softly, gazing up at him through her delicate little eyelashes, with her shining definitely-bluish-grey eyes. “It’s alright if you don’t. I just needed you to know I love you.”  

She’s holding his wrists as he cups her face, and she closes her eyes for a moment as if dreading what he has to say next. 

Eddie can’t help himself; he bends and kisses both cheeks, in the place where tears might fall if she were crying. 

“I think,” he says, kissing one, “I might love you more” – he kisses the other – “than anything in the world,” he concludes, brushing his lips softly against hers. 

With his eyes closed, he can feel her break into a smile a mile wide and an ocean deep, and she kisses him back like a sunbeam.

And though his brain is barely coping with finally, finally having Chrissy Cunningham’s mouth on his mouth, he's becoming rapidly aware that they are still standing in the doorway of the trailer. 

“Would you like to- to come inside?” he asks as she softly sucks his lower lip. Chrissy nods, and he pulls her in and shuts the door. “Um, I have, I have water and coffee, I think, and maybe juice, I don’t know if Wayne went to the market yet, but if you’re thirsty I can-“

Chrissy cuts him off. “I’m not thirsty, Eddie,” she says with an unfamiliar, deeper note in her voice, staring at his lips and running her hands under the back of his T-shirt. 

His throat goes dry, his skin erupting in furious tingles wherever her fingers trace – oh Jesus she’s touching his front now, smoothing her palms up to his chest, and what the fuck is he supposed to do with that?

“If you want, could I- could I see your room?” she asks him, the same – yes, he will say it, sexy – voice as before, but a little shy, and it is, once again, a melting-brain situation. 

He nods and kisses her again again again, arms winding around her waist in a soft hug before taking her hand and leading her down the narrow corridor to his – oh no, fucking filthy – bedroom, kicking the door behind them. 

It is, predictably, a mess of discarded clothing, screwed up paper, magazines, loose cigarettes, several cups in various states of emptiness, and he only has one pillow, and that blanket has seen better days, and Chrissy is running her hands over his back, she’s tugging him around to face her, she’s rocking up on her tip toes and there’s her tongue again. 

He shuffles awkwardly back onto the unmade bed, sitting down when his legs hit the mattress, and he must be dying, must be dead, because Chrissy is climbing onto his lap and lifting off her top to reveal, in full, the lacy white bra he had tried to pretend he couldn’t detect through the cotton. 

She cups his face and pecks his lips and grabs his wrists and moves his hands from the bed back to her waist. “You can touch me, Eddie,” she says, and it’s the single most erotic thing he’s ever heard in two decades of life. 

He brushes her bare skin and she shivers – god, he hopes his hands aren’t too cold – and moves up to slip her bra straps down her shoulders, and now there is very little keeping her breasts from being fully exposed. He pulls down one cup and he can’t help it, he really can’t – he bends to take her dusky pink nipple into his mouth, licking it experimentally before giving it a gentle suck. And his instincts are apparently spot on, because Chrissy’s hands fly to the back of his head, and he does it again, and then he does it to the other one, and his hands are tracing the soft skin of her thighs and her back, and her hips start to shift and rock as she breathes out his name. 

Can she feel that he’s hard? Because he is. Achingly so, he realises, his erection pushing uncomfortably against the zipper of his jeans. He needs to relieve the tension, needs to grab her ass and lift her up and get his dick out and then put her back down again, right on top, slip inside her and let her rock herself back and forth until she comes, and he comes, and they live happily ever after. 

He doesn’t do that – instead, he fumbles down between them to try and get his fly undone, except his hands are too big and shaking and he can’t seem to twist the button the right way and this is a fucking nightmare. But Chrissy just giggles, the sound clear like a bell ringing, and slips her own fingers under his. She undoes the button easily, pulling down his zipper and sliding her hand over his hard cock oh my god. 

He must moan or something because she keeps smiling and does it again, pulling down the band of his boxers to get her palm around him. She’s stroking him up and down, grinning against his mouth, and he should do something, right? Should be touching her back, should be doing something other than falling apart in ecstasy. 

He moves his hands from where they’ve been glued to her hips and traces up her inner thigh, brushes the front of her panties (also lace, it feels like – a matching set???). Then he feels a damp spot and almost passes out. That means she’s wet – what they are doing is making her wet. She rocks forward against his fingers again, making this little needy humming sound. 

“Please, Eddie, I want it,” she murmurs into his mouth as she kisses him and strokes him and presses their bodies even tighter together, and he thinks he’s getting the hint. 

He rubs her through the lace, dragging the damp fabric over the spot underneath, and her eyelashes flutter. Uh huh, she says, almost involuntary, almost a nod. So he keeps doing it, trying to focus and not look down at her pretty little fingers with their pink nail polish wrapped around his dick. 

But after a few minutes of bliss, his own hand begins to cramp and he slips his fingers under the elastic,  says against her mouth, “Can I take these off?” 

Chrissy quickly clambers off his lap and stands in front of him, bringing his fingers to the sides of her underwear, helping him drag them down her smooth thighs and skinny legs – and he can’t help himself again because it’s all basically eye level, so he rests his head against her stomach and kisses her there and he wants to kiss her lower, wants to lick his way between her thighs and make her shake and say his name again. 

“Can I- can I? With my mouth…” he says haltingly, brain thoroughly useless at this point. But it’s not like he has much experience to go off, anyway – has no idea what he’s supposed to say. 

Chrissy blushes scarlet from her forehead to the tips of her breasts and nods. “Ok, ok, uh... lie down,” he tells her, and he’s never been more thankful for being barefoot, because now would be the worst time to have to unlace his Docs or his Reeboks, and instead all he has to do is pull off his T-shirt and his jeans and his boxers and then he’s naked and he looks up and Chrissy is shimmying out of her skirt and unhooking her bra and then she’s naked too. 

Not only is she naked, but she is lying back against his one disgusting pillow and looking up at him, nervous, excited, but overall fucking joyful – and it occurs to him that this is the absolute pinnacle of his existence so far. 

So he eases her legs apart and begins kissing her thighs, where his fingers had traced before, and she shivers again and gulps as he gets closer and closer to where she’s so hot and wet. God, he wants to make her come so badly. 

He tries to remember what he’s read, what he’s seen, what he’s heard. He spreads her with his thumbs, licks up the centre, brushes what must be her clit because she lets out a shocked little sound when he does it, so he does it again and she squeaks.

He tries to form some kind of rhythm, and she starts panting, gasping, “Eddie, don’t tease me.” 

Shit, fuck, was he? Is that what he was doing? And what is he supposed to do next?? Well, there's really only one option; he closes his lips over her clit and sucks, trying to keep flicking the same spot the same way as before, and Chrissy lets out a sound that is halfway between a scream and a moan. She buries her fingers in his hair again, holding him in place while she grinds up against his mouth. It’s so hot he can’t stop pressing his dick into the mattress.

He keeps it up, and soon she starts shaking again and chanting Eddie, Eddie, Eddie and then his face feels very wet because she’s coming, Jesus Christ. She’s got his name in her mouth and his mouth on her pussy, and he’s making Chrissy Cunningham come, and this is – without doubt – the best of all possible worlds. 

He’s about five seconds from coming himself, if he’s honest. She tugs on his hair slightly and he pulls away, mouth and chin shiny, looking up at her. 

Chrissy is red-faced, her hair a tangled halo, muscles lax, every part of her screaming afterglow. 

She’s fucking radiant.

“Eddie, that was… I’ve never done that before,” she turns away all shy, and he shimmies up and settles himself between her legs, so they are chest to chest. 

“Neither have I,” he says, tilting her chin up to kiss her, and she looks surprised for a second before winding her arms around his shoulders and whispering, “Do you want to…?” 

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. Except… “Condom?” God, could he be any more blunt? Stupid, so dumb.

“In my skirt,” Chrissy says into his neck, and Eddie’s eyebrows shoot up. She really wanted this, planned for it, even – as if the love bite she’s currently sucking over his thundering pulse wasn’t evidence enough of that. 

He blindly reaches down, fumbles for the pocket amongst the corduroy, and grabs the shiny metallic square. 

“Uh, I’ll just be a second,” he says awkwardly, kissing her nose as he sits back on his knees. Jesus, his dick really is front and centre like this. He’s definitely blushing, and his hands shake slightly as he focuses on ripping the package open and rolling the Latex down. If Chrissy notices how nervous he is, she doesn’t show it – she just looks at his hard-on and licks her lips and then bites them and looks up at him again through her eyelashes, and god it’s so sexy this whole thing will probably only last a minute. 

He leans forward, lining them up, watching Chrissy’s face to stop himself squeezing his eyes shut as he slides inside her for the first time. She’s biting her lip again, and breathing heavily, and he forgot to ask her if she’s ever done this part before – but of course she has, right? It’s him that’s the clueless virgin.

She’s cupping his face as he’s buried within her. “Kiss me, Eddie,” she says, so soft and sweet his heart might break again, and so he does. “You can move,” she whispers, and then – marvellously! – adds, “You feel good.”

“Yeah?” he says back, keenly aware of how little he’s spoken while they’ve been doing this – uncharacteristically so. Usually he can’t just fucking shut up, but apparently sex is the exception that proves the rule. Does she wish he was talking more? Should he work on that? 

“It’s so good, Eddie,” Chrissy smiles. “You’re so good.” 

And oh, that’s doing it for him. What an egomaniac he’s turned out to be. 

“You’re so good, you’re so beautiful Chrissy, I feel like I’m going to die,” he stammers, and she huffs out a giggle and says, “Not yet,” as she rubs their noses together.

He starts to move, experimentally, trying to keep it slow, trying not to hitch her knees up and just pound her into the bed. It’s so overwhelming, he’s right on the edge already, desperately trying to hang on and make it good for her. He leans back and wedges his hand between them, thumbing her clit in time with his thrusts, and she’s moaning softly again, her head back and eyes shut. 

It’s too much – he can’t stop watching his cock disappear inside her, watching her perfect, perfect tits jiggle and bounce with every movement, her lovely face, still blushing pink with a sheen of sweat from the orgasm he gave her, a second ago, when she was riding his face and coming, so wet and hot all over him, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie… 

Oh no. “Shit, fuck, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m going to come” – the words fall out as he speeds up and just fucking disintegrates, just shatters apart, buries his face in her neck as he moans like it’s being ripped out of him. 

Moments pass. Consciousness returns. He’s dimly aware he’s panting, his probably extremely annoying heavy breaths hitting her soft skin. But she’s stroking his hair, running her fingernails over his scalp, and he must be in heaven; he’s ascended to the fucking astral realm, because he can’t remember ever being so content. 

He lifts his face and nuzzles her nose with his nose again. “That was… uh, that was great,” he says lamely, adding a sheepish, “Fast – but great.” 

Chrissy giggles, and he can feel the vibrations through her body into his. 

“I’ve had faster,” she winks, adding, “But, um, that was the most fun I’ve ever had, doing that, so…” 

“Well, that is the goal,” Eddie grins, pressing another soft kiss to her cheek and reaching a hand up to tuck a tendril of golden hair behind her ear. 

“What now?” he asks. 

“Oh,” replies Chrissy with a fond smile. “I hadn’t thought that far ahead.” 

[beautifulmakkaris]

would love to hear your buffy!chrissy headcannons if you're happy to share

anon i am so sorry, this ask has been in my inbox for WEEKS and i was simply a big dope and missed it

i would absolutely LOVE to share my buffy!chrissy headcanons, i love two (2) tiny blonde cheerleaders haunted by supernatural beings :)))

chrissy is chosen around 15 which is when her nightmares and hallucinations start... except they're actually prophecy dreams

everything we see happen with the main party is just the tip of the iceberg, every time shit goes down in stranger things they're dealing with the just one threat, chrissy is in the background dealing with EVERYTHING ELSE THATS GOING ON

chrissy is under pressure from every aspect of her life, from the cheer squad, from her mom, from jason and now from the watchers council

ooh maybe ms kelley the guidance counsellor is her watcher

or the cheer coach and being head cheerleader is cover for their training sessions, they're 'planning routines'

someone in the eddissy tag mentioned eddie as a vampire and i feel like he would be the perfect mix of angel and spike lmao like the softness of angel and the chains and leather of spike with maybe a smidgen of xander's comic relief (but not his misogyny)

eddie is actually pulling an edward cullen and constantly repeating senior year because he never graduated in life and doesn't know how to pretend to be an actual adult so just keeps being a senior until the school kicks him out and then he joins a new one lmao

y'all were pressed about the age gap before

she gets drawn into the vecna plot but snaps out of the trance thanks to her slayer abilities

as she drops to the floor eddie is freaking out and she's like man that isn't even the weirdest thing thats happened to me this week

she fully knows he's a vampire and the watchers council has been telling her to slay him for years but she always argues that he never actually hurts anyone......andhe'skindofcute

she arranged going to his trailer bc her watcher had finally demanded she slay him, but naturally she was instead planning on warning him so he could skip town except vecna ruined that plan

the bit in the bench scene where he like dramatically falls off the bench but he's like 'ugh you've staked me right in the heart' and she's like my dude how have you fooled everyone for so long

oh what if her 86 necklace was made of silver and the first time they kiss it burns against his collarbone and he doesn't even notice like angel with buffy's cross that one time

she thinks his hellfire club is actually training to fight demons and is very disappointed when she meets them all, despite their claims to have faced down monsters before

the party and chrissy fight about terminology ALL THE TIME

'we have to go into the upside down' 'you mean the hellmouth' '...no i mean the upside down' 'right...except its actually the hellmouth'

the party using their dnd names for things and chrissy being like 'demodogs? do you mean the hellhounds?' or 'why do you keep calling the blah blah blah demon a demogorgon :/'

dustin being like yeah so we've saved the town THREE times now and chrissy being like '...only three? that's cute'

she and nancy bond over their favourite weapons (chrissy has a 'mr pointy' stake and suggests nancy names her shotgun too)

chrissy definitely clocks that max is a potential and subtly tries to give her pointers before the fight

she hopes when she dies max doesn't get chosen as the next slayer because she doesn't want her to go through life like chrissy has, but maybe vecna is drawn to slayers because of their power and magical potency...

anyway i just think chrissy in her cheer uniform carrying a crossbow super nonchalantly would be super neat

bonus headcanon! robin becomes a witch and they're best friends and it's buffy and willow ok

[rainparadefromhell]

s4 "quick" review.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!

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this is probably the best piece of television i have ever seen. this is why i am so in love with writing and characters and storylines and imagination and creativity and my god do the duffer brothers have all those things. i am actually in awe.

some things that i LOVED that come to mind :

- literally loved every new character?? except jason, is that even his name he can rot why was he in every corner with the satanic shit giving me a migraine smh, eddie is the loml, rip chrissy she was cute and more importantnly steve FINALLY made a new friend his age yay!!!

- steve harrington is gonna do one thing every season and that is be steve harrington aka slay every and any one and he is the best character blabla u already know. also him fucking tearing that bat creature apart was so hot for no reason

- dustin!!!!!????! CARRIED this season. always loved him but his humor really stood out to me this season, gaten acted his ass off

- lucas and that little speech telling max he is always there for her? he has my heart

- sadie oscar when?

- i was screaming "WILLIAM!!" at any mike and will scene. idk why the government name jumped out of me buuuut oh my god i felt so bad bc he is clearly in love w mike and i don't think it's reciprocated....i do think mike knows bc some of them scenes were so awkward but cute i love will

- loved seeing jonathan be so fun (i mean he was high most of the time but still lolol)

- robin????? kiss??? me???? oh MY GOD, her steve and dustin were my absolute favorites, everything she says is comedic gold

- VECNA'S ORIGIN STORY FUCKING DUFFER BROTHERS PLEASE SPARE SOME TALENT. no but i was screaming "he's number one!!!!" when he tricked el. the actor is so talented and his monologue was perfectly evil without being corny. i LOVED them fleshing out the villains more and the whole 1920s victor creel storyline with that beautiful house and the clocks and everything was so stunning visually???

- THE FUCKING SPECIAL EFFECTS CGI WHATEVER THE FUCK WHEN VECNA WOULD BREAK PPLS BONES IT LOOKED SO FUCKING CREEPY AND AWFUL AND SADISTIC AND AMAZING R U KIDDING ME????? this just put ST on another level. the way that that genuinely freaked me out so much with their jaws hanging and missing eyes??? it was truly horror this season.

- hopper and the russian prison guard fighting the demogorgon actually had me on the edge of my seat, it was amazing!! also joyce saving the day by pushing random buttons is such a joyce thing to do lol.

- imma need a written note from netflix and the duffer brothers that my girl el will live a nice, calm and comfortable life in an isolated cabin somewhere after all of this on my desk by monday bc tf?? millie was just flexing her talent bc she was crying and in pain like 90% of the season so far. chefs kiss as always

- dr. br*nner is the biggest piece of shit i have ever seen and if we ever cross paths he is catching these hands. bitch.

things i didn't like :

- there is seriously just one big thing and that is nancy and steve. i love both characters and steve is prob my favorite even but my god do they just not fit at all....nancy and jonathan are both calm and very similar and i just wanted steve to thrive whether by himself or with a new girl. the show made a point that nancy never really loved him and now suddenly it's true love? give me a break, they barely interacted in ages. it just seemed like they didn't know what to do so they used them for cheap drama even though the nancy and jonathan long distance issues were, in my opinion, enough and completely valid and relatable. also emotional cheating isn't cute.

- wanted to see more of mike. a lot of people don't like him but i do. feels like the show doesn't know what to do with him sometimes though.

and that's it. bc the season was basically perfect in my eyes. 10/10

i was, as i'm sure many people as well worried that ST would decline in quality after season 3, hell even 2. but s4 just proved me the fuck wrong. it is absolutely my favorite season so far. i know we are getting a s5 but this makes me want at least 5 more!!!!! but i do trust the duffer brothers to end everything on a high note. but i just cannot wrap my mind over how good this season was??? everything just clicked with el's backstory in the lab and vecna's origin story they REALLY thought everything through and it SHOWS.

this is what tv should be. just pure talent and a thought out idea. and of course an incredible cast. what a delight. i am filled with serotonin. congrats to everyone involved in making this season from the creators to the cast & crew. we will be talking about s4 of stranger things for a looooooong time you best believe.

in short I FUCKING LOVE ART!!!!!!!

[p0is0nvalz]

Hii can i get some hcs for stranger things characters (robin, steve, eddie, chrissy, el/jane, mike, and argyle) with a reader who is like mitsuri from demon slayer??

:D

um. YES!??!? HOLY SUCKING SHIT I LOVE THIS GRRRR

Warnings: mitsuri backstory mentioned, injuries, emotional shit, eddie is a perv, reader is kindof oblivious.

Robin:

robin first sees you injured and crying loudly, and when she actually sees your features it takes every fiber in her body not to fall down to her knees and start worshiping you.

“um.. are you okay..?”

You sniffle and look up at her, and literally see this dreamy girl about your age, checking up on you.

‘oh. My. God’ ‘OHMYGOD SGES SO PRETTY IM GONNA SCREAM’ ‘HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ ‘GAY GAY HOMO GAY’

From that day on, robin is such a protective bb! Always standing up for you

(them)

ANYWHO. When she sees you in your tiny demon slayer uniform fighting a demon she looked like a cartoon character. Eyes wide and jaw on the floor. Then she noticed iguro with the same expression and litterally bitch slapped him. (Which didnt hurt but he acted like it so that you could patch him up). But yeah, shes super protective and vv sweet. She has some jealousy issues tho (i would too look at her gf, that is a drop dead gorgeous person)

Steve:

steve is such a big sucker for you omg he’d do anything for you.

once he heard about how nobody wanted to marry you he got down on his knees. “Uhhh i dont have a ring but will you marry me?”

which he thought youd laugh it off as a joke but you cried really hard and after 15 minutes of steve calming you down, you said yes

so you guys got married with dollar store rings that left a green-ish imprint on your finger, but you guys never cared about that expensive stuff, all you guys cared about was eachothe-

*slaps myself out of cheesiness* ok.. next…

Eddie:

Grr hes such a tittie man. You’d come back home from slaying demons and he’d be on the couch watching tv and waiting for you to come back in your uniform so he can shmush his face in your boobs.

hes so hooked for you omg. He giggles and kicks his feet giddily whenever you guys are on a call or hanging out.

he loves to give you stuff. If theres something he sees that looks like something you’d want but its too expensive? He makes drug prices higher.

chrissy:

CHRISSY CHRISSY CHRISSY OMG.

IMAGINE YOU BOTH ARE LIKE CHEERLEADERS AAAH

ok so you guys both are cheerleaders (you have the boobie window on your uniform still ofc bcs mitsuris outfit is iconic.) nd everytime you guys are cheering just the two of you, she has to look away bc ur not wearing a bra and she doesnt want to seem like a perv but her body is screaming at her to look again. She braids your hair and does your makeup<3

you guys are in a secret relationship ofcourse, (chrissy is ‘dating’ jason) and she doesnt like it one bit. She wants to show you off as her girlfriend, but you, you think its romantic. You call it “forbidden love” and blush and giggle. Ofcourse, you’re sad too but you dont want to ruin her reputation.

Argyle:

argyle ugh i lov him hes a big teddy bear. hes litterally drooling at the sight of you when he first meets you. you’re giving your order to argyle as he's just spacing out. All he got was ‘6 six large Hawaiian pizzas’ and thats all he needs to know. he almost messes up the pizza from looking at you so much.

when he sees you at the byers house playing with will and ell, he freaks out. While hes jus standing there with wide eyes and an ‘o’ shaped mouth you’re like ‘oh my goodness its that cute boy!!’

yeah, hes more than freaking out

El/jane:

you guys meet through will. Shes always so awestruck when shes with you, always nodding profusely when you’re telling a story. You and her will go out at night and watch the stars, occasionally you guys will wake up tangled in eachother and at a baby park, wondering what the hell happened

mike:

hes freaking obsessed with every inch of you. As a boy going through puberty, this man has never seen titties in his life untill you accidentally flashed him. When you noticed, you appoligized till you almost lost your voice.

He loves playing with your hair. When hes laying between your thighs, he’ll reach up and twirl your hair untill his arms hurt <3

hes a bitch to everyone but you. He’ll be sassing somebody and the second you walk in hes a soft baby, giving you puppy dog eyes and hugging you.

[hilarychuff]

fear street 1994 in my stranger things au graphic series 

When Robin hears about the so-called poolside slayings, she’s frankly not that surprised. It’s terrible, obviously. Horrific, really. But for Shadyside? Yeah, it’s not surprising. It seems like everything that can go wrong will in this town, and they can never go more than a few years without a serial killer or mass murderer or fucking fairytale freak like the Humpty Dumpty Killer reminding them that everything in Shadyside will always turn to shit. So when Billy Hargrove pulls on a pair of giant swim goggles and goes on a killing spree that ends with him shot dead with his knife still buried in Heather Holloway’s chest, well, it’s honestly sort of par for the course. At least the pool was about to close for the season with the school year starting anyway.

Still, everyone’s talking about it at school when Robin shows up the next day, both decorating Heather’s locker with pictures and notes and also dragging slashed CPR dummies through the hallways while cackling like a witch. Because yeah, apparently all those murders are the witch’s work. At least that’s what Steve says Dustin is saying when she meets up with him and Nancy at lunch. Things have been weird between the two of them since their breakup last year, but Steve’s new job as the assistant gym teacher after he graduated last year has them brokering a tentative peace, and when it comes to this, they’re on the same page: The witch did it.

Or, not really. They’re just joking. They don’t really buy into the whole we’re-all-fucking-doomed thing the same exact way Robin does, the same way Dustin fiercely believes that the witch is real. They’re just coping the same way everyone in this town seems to: by making it all one big joke. But at least they care. Deep down. The Sunnyvalers — the Sunnyvalers don’t even see any of them as real people. And they make that perfectly clear at the vigil for the victims Mayor Kline hosts before the big Shadyside-Sunnyvale game.

Robin doesn’t see any of that, though. She doesn’t hear the Sunnyvalers talking shit, doesn’t catch who threw the punch. No, Robin’s not on the field at all. Instead, she’s over by the bathrooms, lurking in the dark, waiting for Chrissy to show up so Robin can give her all of her stupid stuff back. She hadn’t been mad earlier, before the game, but when she’d seen Chrissy — when she’d seen Chrissy standing with her new boyfriend, the stupid football player’s hands all over Chrissy’s ass — her vision had gone red, and it had stayed that way, and it continues to stay that way as the sheriff breaks up the fighting, as Steve shepherds the Shadysiders back onto their bus, as Nancy whips everyone on the bus into a vengeful frenzy.

The haze only clears when the water cooler slips out of Robin’s hands and bounces off the windshield of Jason Carver’s car, sending him and his friends careening off the road and into the woods. Because Chrissy was in that car. And Robin had known that, had seen her sitting in the front passenger seat, and that had been part of what drove her anger hot enough to grab the water in the first place. She’d only wanted to piss Carver off, maybe get him to stop fucking following their bus all the way home. She’d meant to throw its contents, not the cooler itself, but when she loses her grip it’s almost like being doused in ice water herself, the burning rage from a moment ago extinguished in one panicked flash.

When Robin stumbles into the woods, it only takes a moment to follow the tracks and find the wreck, the car smashed against a rock with Carver and the other jocks still inside. It takes another moment, a longer moment to spot Chrissy, but then Robin sees her, in the dirt on her hands and knees, face pale and eyes far away, blood dripping from her nose and a gash on her temple.

After that, Robin thinks nothing in the world could tear her away from Chrissy. It doesn’t matter that they’ve broken up, that Chrissy is closeted, that she has a new boyfriend and a new life in Sunnyvale. Forget their fight, that Robin is a doomed Shadysider and Chrissy has literally moved out and moved on to better things. With Chrissy in the hospital, Robin is determined to make things right. Make this work. But it turns out, there is one thing that can stop her in her tracks: the stern voice of Laura Cunningham demanding that Robin stop calling, accusing her of ruining Chrissy’s life completely.

So Robin gives up, goes back to her life, accepts that it’s over. For real. At least until Carver shows up outside of her house wearing giant swim goggles and holding a knife. When he actually breaks into Steve’s house and starts cutting up his clothes, that means war, and before she knows it, Nancy and Steve and Dustin are waiting down the hall at the hospital while Robin goes to tell Chrissy to call her boyfriend off. Only when Carver shows up — when a knife suddenly juts out of his chest, blood dribbling out of his mouth — it becomes clear he really isn’t the one in the costume. Someone else is wearing it, someone else who wants them dead. Someone who looks suspiciously like Billy, the bullet hole still centered between his brows.

It doesn’t take long to realize that Chrissy is the one he’s after. That he’s not the only crazed killer after her. They’re all back, all of those claimed by the witch, and the curse is real, and the killers are determined to see Chrissy dead. Well, Robin’s not going to let that happen, and with Steve and Nancy and Dustin on their side, they’re all determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, to break the curse, to put the witch’s bones to rest. First, though — first, they’ll need to live long enough to do it.

ft. robin buckley as deena, chrissy cunningham as sam, jason carver as peter, nancy wheeler as kate, steve harrington as simon, dustin henderson as josh, heather holloway as heather, billy hargrove as ryan, eddie as martin, mayor kline as mayor goode

[eddievanhammettmunson]

Santa, Baby

Author's note- hi hi I’m back with a request from @borhapgirlforlife19 . I hope you all get to enjoy it!

Warnings- pregnancy, mentions of young parents teen pregnancy. Fluff.

Summary- Chrissy Cunningham examines the life she’s built with her metal head boyfriend and their daughter.

The warmth of the trailer compared to the cold of the outside snowstorm that was currently happening had killed Chrissy to sleep. Chrissy dreamed of wonderful things. She dreamed of her wonderful fiancé Eddie and their little girl Tauriel.

The dream was well. A dream. She held them both close as they danced around with wide smiles on their faces. Chrissy could hear the giggling of her little girl so clearly that it made her smile in her sleep. The giggling of the little girl got louder and louder until Chrissy’s eyes finally fluttered open and began to take in her surroundings.

Here she was asleep in the trailer she shared with Eddie, wrapped up in about three blankets (2 of which she didn’t fall asleep with), and still the sound of her daughters giggling. The sound broadened the smile on Chrissy’s face as she stood from the bed and threw on a band t-shirt of Eddie’s and some sweatpants as she moved to investigate the cause of this hysterical laughter.

Making her way down the hallway very quietly, Chrissy found herself at the end of the hall looking into the living room. On the floor was Eddie and Tauriel. Surrounded by what appeared to be every doll she owned, and a makeshift town made from things around the house.

Chrissy studied them for a moment as Eddie grabbed a cereal box that had been cut open and attached to what appeared to be 4 rolls of duct tape, turning it into a makeshift car. As Eddie loaded about three of the dolls into the car he turned to Tauriel.

“Do you think Barbie is ready to go slay some dragons!?”

Tauriel stood up and started bouncing around clapping and babbled something close to a yes. Tauriel reached over her dad and grabbed for a stuffed dragon and set it up on top of what appeared to be a couch fort. When she was done she turned to her dad and started clapping again.

“Daddy! Daddy! Dragon! RAWR!”

Eddie laughed and scooped her up and lifted her over his head placing her on his shoulders. Tauriel automatically tangled her hands in his hair and hugged his head. Eddie started running around the living room and ranting like a dragon and pretending he was going to stomp on all the Barbies and the makeshift city they had created.

The actions caused Tauriel to erupt with laughter and giggles as she threw her head back and let go of her dad's head and began plummeting towards the floor. The actions makes Chrissy gasp but she’s seen this move of her daughters before. The little trouble maker. Eddie, also being used to this move, is already spinning around to watch Tauriel at just the right moment.

He grabs her and calls her a little troublemaker and begins to tickle her, making her laugh even harder. In that moment as Chrissy looked at Eddie and their daughter, she felt nothing but love in her heart looking at these two humans and knowing that they were hers.

She looked at Tauriel and the wide smile that matched her fathers, the amount of dark bouncy hair that matched her fathers, and her daughter's big wide eyes staring up at her fathers. No DNA test would ever be necessary for that girl. She was the spitting image of her father and she was his little girl.

Eddie loved Tauriel more than anything and he showed that everyday. Chrissy often thinks back on how scared she was. To tell Eddie that she’d gotten pregnant so young. If things had been different and this had happened when she was with Jason, Chrissy knows her life wouldn’t have turned out as great as it did. She’d really gotten lucky with Eddie and how supportive he is and how much he stepped up into the father role.

Chrissy knows that a lot of that has to do with Eddie’s lack of father figure in his own life. But Wayne did an amazing job raising Eddie and does an amazing job when he comes to help watch Tauriel. Eddie has a lot of insecurities about being a father sometimes. Constantly worrying about if he’s doing the right things with her. If she knows she’s loved enough. Chrissy wishes she could make Eddie see that in her eyes. He’s the perfect father.

Chrissy is snapped out of her deep thought when her legs are bombarded with little arms being wrapped around them and Chrissy realizes she’s been caught as Eddie walks towards her. She moves a hand down to Tauriel's head and strokes her fingers through her hair a few times undoing some of the knots lightly as she does.

Eddie moves forwards and makes sure to not step on Tauriel as he does, leans forwards and gives Chrissy a kiss on the forehead while cupping her face in his hand while using his freehand to hold onto Chrissy’s hand over Tauriel.

“Sorry if we were too loud and woke you Chris. Barbie is going to defeat the horrid dragon Smaug and we just got really into it I guess.”

Chrissy leans forward and pecks Eddie’s lips lightly.

“No worries. I’d like to see what all you guys built here. Come on Tauri. How about a tour for momma?”

Tauriel's face lit up as she grabbed her mom's hand and dragged her further into the living room to give her a tour of what they’d built. Tauriel's speaking wasn’t great so a lot of it was just excited mumbling and moving around too quickly as she got distracted by some dolls and started to play again on the floor.

That’s when Eddie walked up prepared to give the real tour.

“See Chris this right here is Lake Town. Smaug attacks and terrorizes this poor innocent town and it’s people. So Barbie, Taur, and myself, are on a grand adventure up the mountain to slay the horrible dragon known as Smaug once and for all!”

“Are you using my record player as a tavern?”

“Are you using my tavern to play records?”

Chrissy laughed and playfully hit Eddie on the shoulder. “How about I make us some dinner while you two conclude your adventure and then we can put Tauri to bed huh?”

“Sounds great to me Chris. How about you Tauri? You ready to slay this dragon and save the town?!”

Tauriel stood up and began to hop around with her Barbie’s as she prepared to head up the mountain.

***

After playtime was over and everyone had eaten enough mac n cheese to fill up an army, Tauriel quickly grew tired and it was time to go to bed. Like every other night you got Tauriel into her pajamas as Eddie grabbed the book and readied himself for story time.

Chrissy loved story time now almost as much as Tauriel. There was something about Eddie’s voice and the way he read each character. He always got so into it and he always made it a fun time for both Chrissy and Tauriel. Mostly because Eddie enjoyed the time he gets to spend with his two favorite girls.

So Chrissy put Tauri in her favorite of her dads shirts (Eddie has to share his closet with everyone but he doesn’t mind) and got her situated between the two of them in bed.

Eddie began to read. He recounted the great battle that Bard the Bowman had against Smaug the dragon and how he saved the people of lake town once and for all. The bard takes the black arrow and shoots it into the mighty beast causing it to fall and making him a hero once and for all.

As Eddie read the story and did great voices for the bard and for Smaug and for seemingly every character, Chrissy decided tonight would be the night she would change Eddie’s life once again. As she looked at him while he was sitting there reading, she just knew today was the day to tell him.

As he finished reading and he looked down at a sleeping Tauriel with her thumb in her mouth, he quickly gave her a light kiss on the forehead as you both gently climbed off her bed. He tucked her in ever so gently and they both crept out of the room.

Once out of the room Eddie and Chrissy walked back to the living room and Eddie began cleaning up the mess he and Tauri had made from the day starting with the couch fort. Both him and Chrissy worked together in cleaning up before settling down on the couch to watch some tv. But before he could get the chance to turn it on Chrissy had grabbed the remote.

“I want you to open a gift.”

“What?”

“I have a gift for you. I want you to open it.”

“Baby Christmas isn’t for another week?”

“I know I know but I can’t wait that long. Just this one? Please Ed’s.”

Chrissy was doing her best pouty face wide eye expression and Eddie just couldn’t say no to that. So he nodded his head yes and Chrissy giggled and jumped up to grab the present from under the little tree in the corner. Returning to the couch and resting the present in Eddie’s hands.

He doesn’t open the present right away. He’s teasing. He pretends to weigh it. He studies it as he rotates it in his hands, he shakes it a little bit. He concludes that it’s a small square box.

“Is it a puppy?”

Chrissy laughs but hits him on the arm and Eddie finally begins tearing the wrapping paper off and ripping open the box incorrectly. He pulls out a tiny piece of fabric that reads

“Future Dungeon Master”

It takes Eddie a second to process what he’s holding before he realizes it’s a onesie. He turns to Chrissy with a Cheshire wide smile and a quirked eyebrow.

“Chris…Tauri is a little too big for this.”

Chrissy grabs Eddie’s hand and guides it to her tummy. That’s all Eddie needs to confirm his suspicion. He’s already jumped up off the couch punching his arms in the air. He turns back to face Chrissy.

“You’re serious right? We’re having another one? You’re not pulling my leg?”

Chrissy stands up and takes his face in her hands.

“I’m not pulling your leg Eddie. We’re having another baby.”

Eddie wraps his arms around Chrissy’s shoulders and pulls her into a deep kiss before pulling away to pepper kisses all over her face. As he does he picks her up and spins her around as Chrissy laughs in his arms.

“Put me down Eddie I’m gonna throw up!”

He sets her down immediately. “Right. Pregnant. You’re probably exhausted, baby. Let’s get you back to bed.”

As Eddie changes into his boxers and crop top and makes his way over to where Chrissy has already curled up on the bed. He moves behind her and spoons her from behind. Making sure to hug her tightly to his chest. She can feel him smiling into her shoulder.

“Tauri is going to be so excited!” He whispered.

“You’ll have another little friend to bring on you guys adventures” Chrissy whispered back.

Eddie placed a gentle kiss onto her shoulder as they let sleep overtake them once more. All three drift off as the snow falls around the trailer once more. Each slumbering and dreaming of the love their family shares.

[apiratecalledav]

As requested, my Stranger Things season 4 thoughts. Spoilers, obviously.

Overall, I think it’s pretty awesome and the strongest season since the first, but there’s some worrying things plus a bit that I’m really peeved about.

The Good:

I’m digging the longer episodes. I normally hate over an hour (Thank you, ADHD) but I’ve been desperate for content for so long, that it’s just been glorious. The finale is supposed to be over two hours, though. That might be a bit rough.  

I was worried they were going to try to redeem Brenner or retcon that he’s always been disgusting but I think I like the direction it’s going. I do hope they reveal how he survived though.

Every time El called Hopper “my dad” added a year to my life. Millie continues to knock it out of the park.

El, Jonathan, and Will being sibs. My heart is full. I hereby dub the Hopper/Byers clan as The Hyers family.  

Dr. Owens is back! I adore Paul Reiser. I like that he’s a dash more morally gray than most of our protagonists but is ultimately still very decent. The way he tracked down El was straight up epic.  

Argyle is funny as fuck but also a pure soul. I was a little apprehensive about “Jonathan becomes a stoner” but I think they’re pulling it off well. I definitely get why he’s stressed and depressed. Not being able to count on Hopper to step it up while Jonathan went off to school is not something I considered. Also, super different for Charlie acting wise and he’s nailing it.  

I adored Chrissy! I love that she wasn’t some bitchy Barbie but super sweet and just a little bit goofy. The poor angel never had a chance.  

Gah, those absolute badass agents trying to protect El and the Byer Boys. 😭   

Suzie’s family being complete Cheaper by the Dozen chaos was unexpected yet so fitting. Plus comedy gold. “I will repent later.”  

So happy to see Powell and Callahan again.

Steve’s face is still intact. Please keep it that way. That shit is so, so old and tired.  

Everyone screaming “DRIVE” in unison gets me every time. Probably fav running gag.   

The satanic panic stuff is good. I like that Jason has a sympathetic streak and believes his intentions are good. It makes him more interesting and makes it easier to get why others join him.

In general, I liked seeing that the jocks weren’t all just brainless meatheads and/or bullies. Bonus points for them always wearing their monogrammed jackets so I can remember their names! 🤣    

I’ve been waiting a long time for all the parents to get together and realize their kids have been lying their asses off for years. I always imagined Joyce being there and awkwardly trying to explain while not actually explaining. But Erica was a good alternative.

And oh, Erica. Still hilarious, to no one’s surprise. I just love that she’s not the typical “precocious girl” archetype. She likes math, politics/current events, instead of being a bookworm or a techie and confident and outspoken and not a wallflower.

Her shutting down Jason and threatening Lucas with whatever is under his bed slayed me. “The whole couch is on fire” is my new way of saying “that’s bullshit.” 

Joyce and Murray. I’m enjoying their dynamic and their adventure. A good, blend of mystery, suspense, action, and some charming zaniness. Murray as Yuri.  My sides.  

Yes, some of “Hopper the zek” stuff was a bit slow but they payoffs with his first escape and fighting the demogorgon were incredible. Not even getting into to his reunion with Joyce. Just. So. Precious and perfect.

Also, love Tom Wlaschiha since his Jaqen days. How many languages does that dude speak?? I’ll be so sad if he doesn’t get back to his little boy! They already got Alexei! They can’t have Dmitri, too!  

Eddie was kinda cringe at first in the cafeteria scene and seemed like the new Billy but dang, did that turn around. I loved him in the woods with Chrissy and he’s only gotten better. I’m so here for the way he’s just an unapologetic weirdo instead of The Cool Guy or the Bastard.  

Robin in Nancy’s clothes. I feel so seen. My sister would put me through that crap all the time when I was little.

Also thought it was nice that the hospital director admired Robin’s passion.

I’m liking Robin and Nancy being friends. It felt a lil forced at first but their field trip was everything I never knew I needed. Also, it’s nice we’re getting to see different characters interacting more.  

The new cast/cameos/homages are delightful. ‘Specially Freddie Krueger as Victor Creel. Loved the initial Hannibal Lector vibe of the scene.  

I am cautiously putting Mike and El here because they are long overdue to have some issues. But I hope things resolve between them because their relationship is a central part of the series to me.  

Max writing a goodbye note for Steve. I don’t know why but I think that’s so adorable. I guess ‘cause it means he does hang out with the kids (besides Dustin) when the world isn’t in danger and he’s absolutely the big bro she deserves.  

I straight up lost it when Dustin told Steve he was missing his collarbones but not his eyes. 🤣. 

Hopper’s cabin getting a cameo.  

I’ve started  watching a second time (tagging along for my parents first viewing) and the foreshadowing is damn good.  

It is so poignant that Will’s project was on Alan Turing.  A gem of an Easter egg, for sure.    

I thought we’d get a quick visit from Billy/Dacre and it was well done.  I’m glad it wasn’t a flashback because there wouldn’t have been a good way to do it, imo. A happy memory would feel like romanticized bullshit and we didn’t need any more unhappy ones.

I saw some people complaining that Max mourned him at all but he was her brother. And despite being a colossal asshole, he did choose to die as a human being instead of “living” as a monster. There’s nothing wrong or unrealistic about how Max feels right now.

 I cackled like a freaking loon when Lucas said, “when did Steve get so hairy?” Because I said the exact same thing the other day when rewatching season 3. For the first time, I noticed quite a bit of hair trying escape that Scoops Ahoy uniform and was a little shocked. 😂

On a more serious note, I always feel better seeing actors allowed to have body hair. Waxing is, like, borderline inhumane and since I’m not from the Capitol in The Hunger Games, people suffering for others’ entertainment makes me super uncomfortable.  

The symmetry/parallels or whatever with Hopper and Brenner with El. 

The Creel house. The first proper journey to the Upside Down (get them hazmat suits stat!) and their escape. Creepy, trippy, weird, and fascinating.    

Max. Lucas. Need I say more? Prolly not, but I’m gonna: I think they’ve been the MVPs so far this season. Their separate storylines have been amazing but together? My heart!!! They might be promoted to OTP. What I initially liked about these two is they were so normal and lighthearted compared to Mike/El and Jonathan/Nancy. But this storyline has been so incredibly, believably, gorgeously told with stellar performances by Sadie and Caleb. The end of Dear Billy in particular is so, so beautiful. I hoped Running Up that Hill would feature this season and to actually have it be a plot point… 🥹 I listened to my favorite cover by First Aid Kit this morning and had a good cry.   

I want to be pissed about how retcony the other numbers feel— Kali/Eight in season 2 definitely implied Brenner collected the kids from all over the world/they all had very different powers. But it’s done so well, I’m giving it a pass. I kinda dig that El is a middle child. Makes it feel different from “aha, the chosen one at last!” trope.  

Vecna is a refreshing change of pace. I actually wish he was the Mind Flayer’s boss/the ultimate big bad. I think having him once be human makes him scarier and eviler. But I dunno, maybe they ARE all one thing he created? They’re building up to Dustin being wrong about something, I think. Which brings me to—

Holy shit, One. I don’t think I need to say more. I connected certain dots separately but not all of them together, if you get what I mean. Loved it. Plus, Jamie Campbell Bower is always good value.

The Bad

I’m disappointed with El thinking she’s a monster again. I think the bullying resurfacing some repressed memories was pretty good but... the storyline feels… kinda late? Especially since it’s a season long arc. I’d have liked it better if they told her straight off she wasn’t the one behind the attack. It’d be more interesting to me if her journey was about her learning to see past her mistakes and discovering why she’s heroic.  

My boy Doc Owens not warning El that she was about to be reunited with assface.  Dude, come on. Wtf.  Redeemed himself some by chewing him out.

Will’s technically catching a break so far this season, which actually highlights how hellish his life has been. Obviously he wasn’t as close to Hopper as El was, but Hopper was also his (step)dad— Owens even acted like Hopper and Joyce were both Will’s parents in ST2– then he got dragged away from his home/friends; helplessly watched his sister suffer; his brother is becoming unrecognizable; he has a thing for his BFF, which is already complicated and painful enough without the fact that said BFF is also his sister’s boyfriend.😭 But hey, seven episodes in a row without a monster trying to eat him!  

I totally get Robin changing a tad this season from being more comfortable/less guarded because of Steve. But here and there she seemed jarringly different (like how she’s suddenly no longer capable of “playing it cool”) and a few of her comic relief lines fell flat (the compass, earthquakes, attic.).  It’s obvious she’s only here because we like her. Which brings me to…

I am starting to get nervous about how far things are starting to tilt towards fan service. Elements of it have been present since season two but alarm bells are ringing for me. I’d hate for this show to go the Glee route— pandering to (usually toxic) shippers, not wanting to change “the winning formula” which lets characters/situations get stale, etc.  Sigh. At least we’re close to the end.  

I don’t mind Jonathan and Nancy having problems, in fact, I’d probably find it ridiculous if they didn’t. But why THIS way? I loved in season 3 that they had real discussions, even about the ugly stuff. They hashed things out, opened up each other’s minds. I went from “yeah, they’re pretty cute” to “Hell, yeah, I ship it!”

It sucked to see that all go out the window. Obviously, they’re still kids, so I wasn’t expecting anything super mature. But both of them avoiding/ignoring their problems felt lazy.  At the very least, why couldn’t they have been taking a break? Which brings me to—

The Ugly  

Steve and Nance having romantic tension again. Barf. 

 I was somewhat prepared— that weirdly intimate scene in the trailer combined with the complete lack of a potential love interest for Steve among all the new characters. But still. Just… why.

I see some bearable avenues they can take with this but I don’t think it’s necessary and it makes Nancy look awful: Like a serial cheater or that she only wants what she doesn’t have and like still doesn’t grasp how shitty Jonathan’s situation is. She grew up so much, especially last season, and they’re just… pissing all over it??

It’s a little easier to swallow on Steve’s end but I felt like he also really regressed in the early episodes— still so desperate for female attention and just doing the dating equivalent of “throwing it all at the wall and see what sticks.” If they had to have him make heart eyes at Nancy again, then he should’ve still had girls treating him like a townie loser who peaked in high school.

I thought Dustin cheerleading R/S when he barely knew Robin was juvenile writing but at least Dustin was young. Robin practically encouraging Nancy to cheat? Ew. Eddie, who’s probably 20 as a third time senior, declaring what is “true love” between two perfect strangers?

Holy fuck, if it’s not intentionally paralleling Dustin being “ wrong” about Steve and Robin then it is so painfully amateurish that I do not have words. Only Murray can get a pass on that kinda thing because he’s been established as borderline clairvoyant from early on.

Also, a couple of the effects aren’t on par with most of them. One’s transformation and the demobat battle were silly looking. Normally I’m very forgiving of tv show budgets but with how great everything else looked, it was a bit jarring.

TL;DR most of it is awesome, with Max, Lucas, and Lumax being the best. But I fear  they’re relying too heavily on fan service and I’m scared it could be the show’s downfall. Also, my tolerance for bullshit love triangles was obliterated about a decade ago.

[lovingfinn]

ITS NOGHT AND IM BORED LETS RANT

alr one this is my opinion ofc

dont be mad and ofc ill take comments

my opinions on st

1 eddie is way too overhyped so is chrissy wake up idk if u heard but chirssys actor grace was sent death threat by eddie stans bc she was wearing something similar to him tbh so off yall are foolish af….. BTW NOT EVERY MAN WITH LONG CURLY HAIR IS EDDIE OMFG

2 mileven most likely wont be endgame bc the relationship is bad and eleven doesnt know alot abt romance so how would she know abt love atc she and barely write correctly and i feel like byler would be better or a villain will yk bc mike and eleven would be good as friends imo

3 byler will kost likely happen case closed

4 why cant mileven and byler shippers get along like yall need to chill and let me clarify not all

5 characters do not equal actors for example jason the bully was grtting death threats but im not sure for angelas actor but basically stop being rude to the acyors bc u look goofy and dumb

and done idk if yall agree but alr…

slay

[mark-zuckerburg-x-siri-fanfic]

Ok so apparently November 5th is "Trans Girls go to Forever 21 all at the same time" day so if you're out there reading this Bri, Samantha, Chrissy, Beth, Juliet, and Jason (or whatever name you pick!!!) Just wanna let you know that y'all are valid as fuck!!! All of you!!! Keep on slaying!!! (And thanks for buying me the necklace Chrissy!!!)

[womenofcolor15]

The Oscars Were Pretty Dry, But The Afterparty & Watch Party Scene HIT – The Wades, The Wests, The Wilsons, Klay & Laura, Kerry, Tracee, Tessa, Lena & MORE!

In case the Oscars didn’t do it for you, the afterparty scene was super LIT. Go inside to see how your faves Kanye & Kim West, Gabby & D.Wade, Ciara & Russell Wilson, Tracee Ellis Ross, Tessa Thompson, Lena Waithe and tons more hit the afterparty scene….

This year’s Oscars ceremony was REAL white, dry and unseasoned.

However, the afterparty scene was lit with melanin and celebs def brought their A+ fashion game to Vanity Fair’s annual Oscars afterparty - hosted by Radhika Jones - held at Wallis Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts in Beverly Hills. All the “IT” folks were there to mix, mingle and have fun.

  OK...we see Gabrielle Union and her hubby Dwyane Wade coordinated their party 'fits.

Rocking a spring-inspired floral look, the former “AGT” judge slipped on a white strapless Giambattista Valli midi dress that featured white 3D flowers cinched at the waist with a diamond-encrusted belt. She paired the dress with a bomb pair of Jimmy Choo’s ‘Thyra’ sandals.

In case you've been under a rock, catch up on all the deets involving Gabby and her departure from "America's Got Talent" HERE.

Coordinating with his wife, the retired NBA baller rocked a white blazer with lace detailing, black trousers and black shoes. 

Mr. & Mrs. West were in the building! Rapper Kanye West showed up at the soiree in an all black Alfred Dunhill 'fit while his wife Kim Kardashian West rocked a dramatic Alexander McQueen dress for the festivities:

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                  Before The Wests went to an Oscars party.... #KanyeWest #KimKardashianWest

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    We see you Queen!

American Son actress Kerry Washington killed this Zuhair Murad couture outfit, styled by Luxury Law.

If you haven't heard, she's starring opposite Reese Witherspoon in Hulu's upcoming miniseries, Little Fires Everywhere. Peep the explosive trailer HERE.

Another win for Zuhair Murad!

"black-ish" starlet Tracee Ellis Ross looked like goddess when she hit the carpet in this gold Zuhair Murad Spring 2020 Couture gown with a pleated cape.

The Golden Globe winning actress accessorized her look with Jennifer Meyer Jewelry.

Twirl sis!

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                  @vanityfair portrait by @markseliger and BTS images by @katiecouric #vfoscars

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  The Wilsons have been super busy this week, hitting up fashion shows and doing date night. Ciara had to get cut out her dress, Russell Wilson has been getting clowned on social media for his new hair. Either way, they've been outside, bumping along with their growing baby.

The "Level Up" singer is pregnant with her third baby STILL out here looking like a bag of money: 

The "America's Most Talented Family" judge stunned in a custom sparkling Ralph & Russo gown that featured a thigh-high slit and crystals.

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Sheesh. We love to see it.

  We were counting on Chrissy Teigen to gives us some meme-able moments during the ceremony, but that sadly didn't happen. However, chick was on the afterparty scene with her hubby/EGOT John Legend.

The "Lip Sync Battle" color commentator floated on the carpet in a seafom green Georges Hobeika couture gown.

Speaking of EGOT...

Oscar nomiee Cynthia Erivo was in the running in two categories and had she won one, she would have officially reached EGOT status. Not only that, she would have been the youngest person and the one who reached the big feat the fastest. Unfortunately, she didn't nab an award last night, however, chick slayed the Oscars red carpet and the afterpary carpet.

The British born actress wowed in a lilac and teal gown with a thigh-high slit. It resembled her white Versace gown she wore on the carpet.

After chatting it up with celebs on the red carpet for the Oscars before the show, "POSE" actor Billy Porter changed from his Giles Deacon couture gown to something more dance ready. The Golden Globe nominated actor slipped into this custom purple and lilac Christian Siriano 'fit, topped with a custom Sarah Sokol Millinery brimmed hat, and a "F*CK U PAY ME" clutch by These Pink Lips.

Billy stay shutting down a carpet, honey.

Kiki Layne is def becoming one of our faves to see on a carpet because chick hardly ever disappoints. Like, ever.

The If Beale Street Could Talk actress looked regal in this sparkly gold Michael Kors gown, styled by Wayman and Micah. The hair, her skin...walking perfection.

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                  #reginaking x #prada Hair: @larryjarahsims MUA: @makeupbylatrice x #vanityfair

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  After getting kissy with Brad Pitt, Oscar winning actress Regina King hit the afterparty scene in a baby blue and black Versace gown, styled by Wayman + Michah.

"Westworld" actress Tessa Thompson looked bomb on the carpet in this mint green trimmed in black vintage Versace high slit gown. Sis snapped with this one.

Actress Megalyn Echikunwoke posed it up at VF's afterparty after cheering her man Chris Rock on during the ceremony.

The "Almost Famous" actress posed it up in a white strappy Hamel gown paired with Stuart Weitzman heels.

Fab directress Ava DuVernay follows a specific blueprint when it comes to her red carpet looks and her Oscars look didn't stray from what works for her. The "When They See Us" director wore an emerald green Galia Lahav gown, styled by Jason Bolden.

On the carpet, the SELMA director snapped shots with EMMY winning writer Lena Waithe.

"The Chi" creator - who recently announced she was getting a divorce after less than a year of marriage - rocked Rich Fresh threads for the Oscars afterparty.

Television producer Shonda Rhimes was all smiles on the carpet in a printed black and white dress. 

Oscar winning producer Spike Lee kept his custom Gucci suit on where he paid tribute to the late NBA icon Kobe Bryant. His wife, Tonya Lewis Lee, joined him on the carpet.

Yasssss! Fashion model Halima Aden totally killed this look. She was styling and profiling in a custom-made Atelier by FANG signature pleated fan gown. It was def a one of a kind look that she pulled off perfectly:

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                  I MEANNN!!!! Dream dress thank you sooo much @katie.keim & @byfang_official for this one of a kind LOOK

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  Hmmm...no. We're not feeling model Joan Smalls' Schiaparelli look. What about you all?

"This Is Us" actress Susan Kelechi Watson was picture perfect in Naeem Khan and Stuart Weitzman heels.

"Grey's Anatomy" star Jesse Williams hit the carpet solo, sans his girlfriend/ZOLA actress Taylour Paige.

Rapper Wiz Khalifa put his blunt down long enough to snap a flick on the carpet.

Hmm...do y'all see what we see, or are we reaching?

After celebrating her man's birthday, BlacKKKlansman starlet Laura Harrier posed it up with her BAE/Golden State Warriors player Klay Thompson.

The Spider-Man: Homecoming actress wore a Louis Vuitton ensemble that featured a bustier and a stripped skirt.

  Los Angeles Lakers player Anthony Davis brought his longtime girlfriend/mother of his daughter Marlen P. Both. It's rumored he may propose soon.

Singer Miguel and his wife Nazanin Mandi looked goodt.

Looks like singer Usher - in a silk Balmain 'fit - saw something that caught his eye.

Singer Anderson .Paak was too cool for school.

"How To Get Away With Murder" star Aja Naomi King looked like a princess in a Mylah Morales dress, styled by Wayman + Micah.

Come all the way through, Jurnee Smollett!

The Birds of Prey actor looked amazing in a black LBV plunging neckline hooded jersey gown, Jimmy Choo heels, styled by Luxury Law.

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                  Sometimes you just need a little bit of Grace in your life. #vanityfair #oscars

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  Musical icon Chaka Khan came though looking like the musical goddess that she is...high slits and all.

Bad Boys For Life actor Martin Lawrence brought his fiancee Roberta Moradfar to turn up.

"When They See Us" actor Michael K. Williams pulled up on the party scene.

"Parks & Recreation" star Rashida Jones wowed in a long, black gown.

Our political queen! 

Congresswoman Maxine Waters looked like a bag of money.

Maya Rudolph - who presented during the ceremony - kept it cute in a maroon mini dress.

Trans activist/"POSE" executive producer Janet Mock posed it up alongside "POSE" actor Angel Bismark Curiel.

"Queer Eye" star Karamo Brown and his fiance Ian Jordan got kissy on the carpet.

EMMY winner Keegan-Michael Key brought his wife/film producer Elisa Key as his date for the afterparty festivities.

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                  Tradition #vanityfairoscarparty

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