#1 Dredge Fan

Andy | He/They | 19

[str4wbsstuff]

hes so strong look at those arms oh god oh god guys i am so not well. hes so fuckint strong look at him arms oh my god what do i even do

[omtai]

When I use my phone in a dream its always broken or buggy or just not functioning right. But when I use my computer in a dream she’s always right as rain. This is because computers are pure of heart and phones are evil by nature and our brains know this and try to protect our unconscious from them

[witlovesyou]

Big sister drops to her knees to show affection to newborn Photo by James Irwin

[coelii]

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

[coelii]

I’d just like to point out the growth in this post has mostly coincided with elon’s public spiral downward and I’d like to think we’re all a small part of that

[coelii]

bro can’t think because he’s just got a rager of a migraine 24/7

[fiannaai]

yes I would like to give elon musk my menstrual pain. I think he deserves it

[jupiter235]

Reblog to also give Elon Musk your menstrual pain.

[goldentigereyemania]

And joint pain, give that man chronic issues

[pigifon]

[sceptixfakemon]

it looked cooler in my head

[sceptixfakemon]

THANKS EVERYONE FOR BEATING MY ASS IN THE REPLIES AND REBLOGS . IT IS COOL INDEED

[sceptixfakemon]

very awesome reblog that made me feel things

[morganbritton132]

Hopper is ready to slap the cuffs on Richard Harrington right there and then when he’s eating lunch at the diner and sees Steve come in with a cast on his arm.

This might be the second time Hopper has ever seen this kid with his parents and he’s bruised up. Hopper frowns but then Steve spots him and announces loudly across the busy diner, “Hi, Mr. Hopper! Look at my cast!”

He’s shushed almost as soon as he opens his mouth and it is rather unfortunate for the Harringtons (and for Hopper) that one of the only open tables is near him. Steve is thrilled, talking a smidge quieter when he tells Hopper, “Isn’t it cool? Mama says that people can’t sign it ‘cause that’ll make it ugly but you can write your name in my notebook and it’s almost the same thing.”

That’s - god, that’s sound genuinely sad but Hopper signs his notebook anyways and asks, “How’d you break it?”

“Dad hit me with a car.”

Hopper freezes. Angela freezes. Richard freezes and then breaks, and says, “Steven, don’t word it like that.”

“I got a new bike and I was riding it real fast,” Steve tells Hopper, barely acknowledging his dad at all. “And Dad pulled out of the driveway real fast ‘cause him and Mama were fighting again,”

“Steven-“

“I couldn’t stop in time so I ran into the car,” Steve continues. “I flipped over the hood and Mama screamed like in a scary movie. It was awesome.”

“Awesome,” Hopper says flatly.

“I dented the car,” Steve adds. “Dad was real mad about it.”

“I was ang- I was more upset about the broken bone, Steven.”

“Now I get to have ice cream for dinner ‘cause Dad hit me with the car,” Steve says. “Do you want some? Dad is buying.”

“No thanks. But how about this,” Hopper says, eyes never leaving Richard’s as he pulls a sharpie out of his breast pocket. “How about I sign your cast for real.”

[morganbritton132]

Early in their time at Scoops Ahoy, Robin forgets that she’s decided to hate Steve forever and starts telling him a funny story about the time her family went to camping. Steve’s laughing along and afterwards is like, “That’s so funny. I stopped telling people stories about my childhood.”

Robin thinking that Steve must’ve went on all these extravagant trips and did a lot of cool stuff, is like, “Why, all your friends jealous?”

“No,” Steve says, distractedly restocking sprinkles. “Everybody kept being like, ‘ that’s messed up. Are you okay? You should tell an adult about that.’ It was really annoying so I stopped saying stuff.”

Robin just stares at him because, what?

After a second goes by, and then another, and then another… Steve looks up and frowns, “Hey, space cadet. You with me?”

Robin blinks.

She decides he’s joking. He has to be. No one is that casual about shit and he doesn’t even look serious so she tells him as she walks back out to help a customer, “It’s messed up to say things like that.”

“That’s exactly what I was talking about,” Steve tells the empty room.

[tiktoksthataregood-ish]

[autisticexpression]

Reblogging not just for the wholesome content but also because goth hijabi is a good aesthetic.

[glassesmcfancyhair]

I love this. Partially because yeah, goth hijabi is amazing, and partially because I love when people are surprised by punks doing nice things. Punks are literally the nicest people. I love them.

[t4nku-deactivated20230124]

sick of normal girls appropriating weird girl culture. you had friends in school you don’t get to reblog these posts

[charlesoberonn]

I think it’s appropriate to share @juliehangart’s “not like other girls” comic

[morganbritton132]

Hopper is sitting in a booth at the diner.

He watching his new recruit talk on the pay phone outside through the window, contemplating. He’s not too sure about this Callahan kid.

He’s not sure if he’s just getting older or if it’s because he has a daughter now, but Christ. Callahan still had braces last year and they just handed him a gun. The kid is nineteen.

Hopper must have been too deep in his musing because he doesn’t notice Steve slide into the booth across from him until Steve is halfway through telling him that they make him sit at the bar when the diner is busy. He doesn’t like that because people touch his hair when they go past so, “Can I sit with you, please?”

He shoves Callahan’s half-finished hash browns to the side and says, “Don’t worry, I’ll be really quiet. You’ll forget that I’m here. Mama says I’m really good at that.”

Yeah. Somehow Hopper doesn’t think he’ll be forgetting much of anything. Especially after Patty Martin, the only waitress in the building today, comes over to top of Hopper’s coffee. She gives Steve the sweetest smile Hop has ever seen on her face and asks, “Pancakes again, kiddo?”

“No thanks,” Steve says, pulling some crumbled up dollars and a handful of coins from his pocket. He slides it towards her and says with a gap-toothed smile, “One big sundae with two bananas, please.”

She looks at the money, “That’s a bit more than what you got here, kid.”

“Not of it’s your birthday.”

This is a game, Hopper realizes when Patty asks, “Is it your birthday? You had a birthday last year.”

“I have a birthday every year!” Steve giggles, and Hopper is slightly amused until Patty leaves and Steve informs him, “Mama and me come here every year on my birthday and get a big sundae. We share it. It’s tradition. I’m seven.”

Hopper scans the room and finds it lacking, “Where is your mom?”

Steve pauses. He can see the gears turning in the kid’s head. He knows that Steve must’ve heard his dad say that you don’t lie to the police but you don’t got to tell them the truth because he predictably gives a non-answer, “She’s not here.”

Descriptive, Hopper thinks but he also thinks this whole scenario is so damn sad. Instead of an interrogating, he asks, “Hey, kid. How about after you finish your ice cream, I take you for a drive in the truck. You can turn the siren on.”

Steve gives him a look like he not only thinks that suggestion is stupid but that Hopper is too. He says gently, like he’s letting Hopper down easy, “No thanks.”

“I’m going to Tommy’s later,” Steve adds. “His mama is making me a cake.”

[imsobadatnicknames2]

Idk about y'all but I personally think anyone referring to scars, vitiligo, and cellulite as a fetish thing is saying more about themselves than they realize they are.

[dongulator]

[morganbritton132]

Nancy is not just going to go out with Steve because he asked.

Yeah, she thinks he’s cute but there’s more to a relationship than that.

“Since when?” Steve complains at lunch, replaying this conversation to his friends. “And what’s there to improve? I’m an alright guy, right?”

“There’s nothing to improve,” Tommy replies.

“Your grades for one,” Carol says at the same time. She rolls her eyes at the blank look they both give her, “Wheeler is a nerd. Straight A’s probably get her horny. I don’t know what you see in her anyways.”

“She’s a total wet blanket,” Tommy agrees, and then after Steve mutters that he could get good grades, adds, “Yeah, you can. Easily, but you don’t have to. Anyone would be lucky to date you.”

And now?

Now Steve’s got an A in geometry and going on a second date with Nancy Wheeler, and what?

“She just lost her self-respect?” Tommy asks bitterly, stabbing at his lunch while Steve is across the cafeteria with Nancy. “I thought she had standards.”

Carol taking the cookie off his tray, “I’m glad you’re being completely normal about this.”

[morganbritton132]

Hopper is trying to enjoy his anniversary dinner with his wife at Enzo’s, in spite the fact that Diane is pissed at him and he doesn’t want to be there, when he suddenly hears, “Mr Hopper.”

Hopper does not roll his eyes when he looks away from his wife’s empty chair to six year old Steve Harrington next to him, “Yes?”

The kid is in a suit. Should Hopper have worn a suit?

“I’m okay, Mr Hopper.”

Well, that got Hopper’s attention. His eyes flicker from the kid to the table with his clearly whisper-arguing parents. Steve certainly looked okay so, “Good?”

“I’m gonna ask Mama if I can get ice cream,” Steve tells him. “If she says no, I’m going to cry real loud ‘til she gives up. I’m not really sad, Mr. Hopper. I’m just really good at crying. Please don’t arrest my dad. He didn’t hurt me.”

Hopper gives him a bewildered look so Steve compromises, “Okay, you can arrest my dad but after I get ice cream.”

Hopper barely manages not to smile at this ridiculous kid when he says, “Are you telling me about a premeditated tantrum?”

Steve thinks about it, “Yes.”

[morganbritton132]

Robin is the first person to know things about Steve without him telling her. She literally just notices things and it catches him off-guard every single time.

One time he was at her house and her mom asked if he was staying for dinner. Robin answered that he was but, “Don’t put green onions in the food. He doesn’t like those.”

He asked her how she knew that because he’s never said anything about it, and she was like, “You literally pick them out of your food every time.”

She made tea exactly how he likes it when he had strep throat. Always buys him sour gummy worms even though he’s never said they were his favorite. Reads out loud on days his dyslexia feels worse without him ever mentioning he even has dyslexia.

She remembers his birthday. He’s never even told her when his birthday is.

“Be real with me, Robin,” Steve says one day. “Are you psychic? How do you know all this stuff about me that I’ve never brought up.”

“I noticed it?” She replies. “You’re my best friend. I notice things about you. You do the same for me all the time.”

“Yeah, but that’s different.”

“How??”

Because no one has ever done that before, he thinks but doesn’t say. Because, “I don’t know. It just is.”

[rileycruel]

[certified-door-posts]

certified door post

[moth-amphetamine]

*does five minutes of work* ok now i deserve a three week break. No consequences please 👍