#so there were Karens

[vanmarkus]

🌈 HAPPY PRIDE FROM THE QUEERS OF 9-1-1 🌈

[thegunslingerletmedrop]

[mags-yaps]

my thoughts on the tommy x henren deleted scene aside from people needing to CHILL is that it was a very accurate portrayal of a gay man and a lesbian couple interacting WAHAHAHA, like all the exaggerated facial reactions and back to back quips, the base fact that all henren really wanted was the tea while tommy dangled that bit of his sex life with buck at the end whilst ultimately not answering their question in a real and specific way. neither of them were taking each other seriously in that convo, and yet gerrard probs still had to step out a bit bc the queer energy was too strong in the firehouse for a moment there.

i also want to add that both tommy and lfj were in their most gayest, most evilest form in that interaction, i really can’t believe anyone can keep thinking he’s this nonchalant, one dimensional character when he’s serving this much cunt during a failed shovel talk 😂

[redbelles]

Mmm-hmm.

THE PUNISHER (2017-2019) 1.02 Two Dead Men

[linusbenjamin]

You love New York. And I'd give my life for it, but there's one thing in this world that makes me feel more alive. And that's you.

[axquiva]

The Holy Trinity

[lighthouseas]

dustin moves to hawkins in 4th grade and him and mike bond at recess like, immediately. ofc he's close with the whole core four - not just mike - but here's the thing. mike wheeler is the type of kid to get his hands dirty and look for worms and bugs and toads at recess. will Does Not Like That because he doesn't like touching "slimy little creatures". lucas is okay with it. DUSTIN, however.

dustin is different.

when mike finds a hop toad in the field at recess the first day dustin is at school, dustin scurries over and explains - in detail - the species of toad, its mating habits, where it lives, and the "proper" way to catch more. and mike is absolutely GOBSMACKED. BAMBOOZLED. and, before he knows it, every recess him and dustin are digging for little creatures and naming them and going to the library to read books on them while will and lucas watch like. What Are These Children Doing. mike and dustin have an absolute BLAST but are soon forbidden from "creature catching" at recess after they find a toad, bring it into the classroom, and accidentally let it loose where it nearly climbs up their teacher's dress and causes her to scream so loud that the entire hallway thinks there's been a murder (both mike and dustin get a very stern call home after that. will and lucas are like. we told you so.) even so, they still like hunting for little creatures after that, and as a result now have an encyclopedia's worth of knowledge on obscure species of salamanders, newts, toads, etc.

[blazeturbo102]

Happy (belated) Pride!!!🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[erenfox]

guess who just speedran through A Good Girl's Guide to Murder and One of Us is Lying, and now is gonna hyperfixate over pipravi, natewyn, addy mf prentiss as a whole, and ashton x eli (what's their ship name???) 😍😍😍

[pine4pple-b0i]

alrighty folks, finally back at my hotel! i literally waited for about nine hours to get these photos, but it was 100000% worth it. the cast is literally the sweetest ever

bonus points for alex posting my map on her story. extra bonus points for jo quite literally telling me i looked hot and deserved to be there and nearly bringing me to tears.

[moeblob]

In all honesty I can imagine Karen writing up a contract in her spare time at work and making Brent sign it so that he's "legally only allowed to inspire her in sessions". Brent signs it without hesitation because why not! Legally binding himself to inspire Karen is fair and within her rights!

[clownhorsedotcom]

Lololol uhm gretchen content!!! surprise post

if you saw me post this in a server no you didn't shshhshsshhhhh

edit : a matching regina and Karen!!!!

[elialys]

"I told you draft two was..." "That was all you...all you..."

THE NEWSREADER | 1.03 | Helen x Dale - Celebrating

[milf-harrington]

inspired by @flashyysins

Two days after Hawkins was almost split open, Robin saw a woman pacing in the hospital waiting room.

There were plenty of other people as well, sitting or standing or walking the length of the room in a similar pattern, but there was something about the woman that Robin noticed. It wasn't just that she was beautiful, which she was- it's that there was something familiar about her.

She was in blue jeans and an old-school Hawkins High Letterman jacket, light brown hair twisted up in a claw clip. Robin had never met her before, she'd remember that at the very least, but still.

Something about the angle of her nose or the gentle waves of her hair felt like something Robin had seen before, something she'd be able to find in a crowded room or across a street.

But Robin had somewhere to be, so she shook off the odd feeling, and followed the familiar path to Steve's room.

---

"Hey Stevie."

Steve's smile was tired, but he was looking more lively than when he'd passed out in the waiting room the other day, so she'd take it.

"Robbie, you left me hanging yesterday."

She snorted and dropped into one of the chairs by his bed, swinging her legs over the arm rest and cradling the bag she'd brought with her in her lap. "You're the one who fell asleep during visiting hours."

He rolled his eyes, and she happily noted the colour returning to his skin. "You should be exempt from visiting hours, you're like...essential to my recovery or something."

She laughed to hide the way those words curled soft and warm around her heart, eyes stinging until she blinked it away. The dumbass had almost over-worked himself to the point of no recovery. "'Exempt?' Someone's been reading a dictionary- did one of your children leave theirs behind?"

"Oh fuck you-"

They were interrupted by a knock on the door, and Robin was startled to see the woman from the waiting room hovering behind a nurse.

"You have a new visitor Mr Harrington."

Even knee-deep in confused intrigue, Robin couldn't help but dramatically mouth Mr Harrington over her own shoulder, pleased at the face he pulled in retaliation.

And then the door shut, and Steve looked up to find the woman-from-the-waiting room standing at the end of the bed.

Robin saw his brain grind to a halt at the sight of her.

It was silent (well, as much as it could be in a hospital room, what with all the beeping and whirring) as they took each other in, and Robin slowly brought her knees in closer to her chest like it would shield her from the vague awkwardness chewing at her.

And then-

"Fucking hell, Eve." The woman breathed out, white knuckling the bar at the end of his bed.

At the same time, Steve's face scrunched up as he demanded: "What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean 'what am I doing here'? You're in hospital!"

"I thought you were in New York!"

"Yeah and then I got a call from Hawkins General that my little brother was dying in a hospital bed! Thank you for keeping me as your emergency contact, by the way."

"Well-" Steve spluttered and then crossed his arms over his chest, wincing at the pressure on his injuries. "Obviously."

Several things clicked into place like undone locks. Steve had almost been too comfortable about "feminine" topics for as long as she'd been an active member of his life- and even slightly before.

(He'd once run out of Scoops to buy her pads when she'd started her period in the middle of a shift. At the time she'd figured he was just trying really hard to beat the still a douche-bag allegations.)

Then there were the sweaters that he wouldn't confess to the origin of, the jokes he'd make about Robin "not being the only woman in his life" that she'd thought were about Nancy Wheeler, the vehement denial that the rom-com collection in the theatre room were his.

And, while Robin hated to enforce gender stereotypes, he'd always had the kind of mean girl cattiness that was usually only forged in teenaged girls and merely rubbed off on others.

Of course Steve Harrington had a sister.

Now Robin understood why she'd seemed so familiar in the waiting room.

"What happened to you?"

Simultaneously, Robin and Steve shifted uncomfortably, meeting each others eyes and coming up blank on both ends.

Steve's sister swallowed, jaw clenched and lip quivering as she look back and forth between them. She seemed suddenly fragile, like Steve after a nightmare, or right before he'd collapsed in the waiting room after carrying Eddie inside.

Steve cracked first. "Lou-"

"Don't fucking lie to me, Stephen. This is the third time you've ended up in hospital since your senior year."

Steve blinked, startled. "How did you-"

"I'm your sister." She seethed, and Robin could see flickers of Steve with an axe in his hand in the arch of her shoulders. "You might have told the hospital not to call but I still have friends in this town. If that Hargrove asshole wasn't already dead-"

"Lou-"

"Don't-"

"It was a serial killer." Robin blurted, drawing Steve's sisters' attention to her. "I don't now if you heard about it, but someone was going around killing teenagers. It started with Chrissy Cunningham- she was a cheerleader? kind of cute in a preppy sort of way, but, um- she was killed in our friends living room and then he sort of got blamed for it because, I mean, it was pretty sketchy but he didn't do it! I promise, Eddie didn't- anyway, there was this whole witch hunt, and two more people died which just sort of made it worse for Eddie and a group of us were trying to, like, clear his name, you know? Because we knew he didn't do it and we didn't want him to get killed next, but then one of our other friends - this girl, Max, she's a riot - she was being targeted by the real killer so we came up with this...really stupid plan to catch the killer but everything went sort of tits up and Eddie and Steve both got, well-" She waved her hands at the bandage around Steve's throat and the bruising around his wrists from the vines. "And Max, she broke her elbow and her knee when she fell, and I think Dustin twisted his ankle? So now Max and Eddie and Steve are all in hospital and Dustin has these crutches that he doesn't want to use but, I mean, Steve always makes him because it's Steve, and we don't really know if Eddie's okay yet but no one's come to tell us he's not so we're still hopeful-"

"Robin."

Robin shut her mouth, and took a deep breath through her nose. Steve's sister was staring at her in the startled sort of awe that Robin was used to seeing when she got going. She had the lungs of a trumpet player, it wasn't hard for her to talk until she forgot where she'd started.

"You fought a serial killer?" Steve's sister - Lou? - asked, and Robin hysterically felt like she should offer up her seat.

Steve, bless him, only nodded. Lou stared, lips pressed into a thin line and nostrils flared slightly.

And then, quite abruptly, she was straightening her back and stepping around the bed to hold out a hand to Robin. "Louisa Harrington."

Robin blinked, and shook her hand. "Robin Buckley."

Louisa nodded, like that made sense, and smiled the same cupids-bow smile as her brother. "The best friend- it's good to meet the other half of my brothers brain. Clearly the better half, considering you aren't the one in the hospital bed."

Steve made an offended noise, and Robin grinned.

[elsaqueenofstress]

the daisy jones and the six series changing the interviews to be 20 years later instead of closer to 40 years feels like such a weird, superficially aesthetic choice, where they get to keep the young, attractive actors (how did none of them age a day except graham??) instead of committing to the fact that these people are only able to reflect on these events because there's so much distance from them and they have perspective now (though it also means that memories are contradictory, contributing to the lack of reliability). it also does a massive disservice to camila, who instead of getting to live a long, happy life with her husband who stated that he always loved her and would always choose her, is basically turned into the second coming of the mother from how i met your mother – a pit stop to give the main, important man some kids to tell a story to before dying so he can be with his real soulmate before they're too old for it to be sexy

i feel like too many people (mainly daisybilly shippers) are conflating the "unreliable narrator" aspect of the book with "oh, no one told the truth about anything so we can make up our own completely different story and have it be canon!" instead of understanding that while there were probably times that the interviewees lied, a lot of what jumbles up their memories is the time that has passed, the weed that was smoked, and their personal feelings toward certain events (why you get daisy and billy gushing over the aurora cover that highlights only them while everyone else talks about how much the shoot sucked) (oh and the fact that reviews are mentioning that the rest of the band rarely appears in scenes w/o daisy or billy?? meaning that the series did what the characters in the book were constantly complaining about and relegated them to backup?? i must laugh to keep from crying) (also if they weren't even going to focus on everyone, why the fuck didn't they keep pete?)

[whim-prone-pirate]

i'm trying not to get mad about this but i need to say something. you were not queerbaited. you were not taken advantage of. your ship broke up. they were together canonically for six months and they broke up. you do not have to justify your sadness by pretending there is queerphobia at play in the writers room. in case you all fucking forgot, again, there are two married lesbian main characters who have been there since day one, another stable mlm supporting couple, a gay supporting character with a loving and supportive best friend, and buck is still fucking queer without his one-season boyfriend!!! not to mention the trans man and mlm relationship on lone star. please be sad, please be upset, please express your emotions in this time of hurt, do not pretend that you were wronged.