he’s so bitchy i love him
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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trying on a metaphor

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

izzy's playlists!
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@isaacis-dead
he’s so bitchy i love him
Crawl to me next baby. Also his fingers lord have mercy.
Slut keery again
the mcr breakup is actually pretty funny when you think about how rayrard never stopped talking and mikey is gerard's younger brother so really it was just frank they weren't hanging out with .
Eddie: My boyfriend loves playing with my dick in bed. Says it’s his little fidget toy
Nancy:
Eddie:
Eddie: Normal sized fidget toy
thinking about steve harrington in a backwards hat again
boy best friend
ugh cute. who the fuck is ray gun
ok i am learning that ray gun was jet star’s original name. hoodie exclusively for those w elite ball knowledge etc etc
the cool s, the crudely drawn penis, and the among us crewmate are in a beautiful poly relationship on the inner door of the bathroom stall
We never got cas driving the impala😗
oh wow okay yeah sure of course what the hell why not
"smart appliances" fuck u i want them dumb as a brick and incidentally as sturdy and enduring
When you accidentally say the q word (quest) and your knight starts gently clanking from their happy wiggles like now you've done it, you have to send them into the dragon's lair or their helmet ploom will droop and they'll start waxing sad poetic in the moonlight
this feels like getting stabbed repeatedly but my brain said Steddie and now i’ll never sleep at night again
Does anyone have any good trans masculine Dean Winchester fic recommendations?? I’ve been itching to read one but I don’t wanna go sifting through all the weird trans fetishy ones lolz
hello my fellow stranger things fans and literate text roleplay enthusiasts…i have returned to tumblr after a very harrowing semester! if anyone wants to start up a roleplay with me that would be soooo sick! looking for new rp partners as well! super into steddie and stonathan at the moment! possibly also ronance…
stop infantilizing steve harrington >:(
ao3
The dust slowly settles. Steve walks through Hawkins, over and over, until his legs burn. He doesn’t know what it is he’s searching for until he reaches Weathertop one evening.
He sits. Rests. A winter sunset; the sky is painted soft dusky hues. There are no shadows, nothing to run from. Not anymore.
Something that had once been torn, knocked loose—that has maybe been lost ever since he saw the lights flicker at the Byers’s place—finally twists, settles back home in his chest. It doesn’t hurt, not really. It’s just… all this time. All of Hawkins, laid out before him. And he never…
Just because the page has been turned doesn’t mean it cancels out everything that came before. But the bad, he thinks, doesn’t have to outweigh the good.
He stands. Okay, he tells himself. You’re okay.
“What is it?” Robin whispers to him, just a little later.
It’s the first day since the military fully cleared out; the first truly quiet day. They’re on the roof of the Squawk, watching the sun rise. Dustin is asleep on Steve’s shoulder.
“Nothing,” Steve says as the view blurs, as he laughs through sudden, gentle tears. “I just, I never realised.” He turns, presses a wet kiss to Robin’s forehead. “It’s beautiful here.”