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can’t believe foxy curb stomped matpat
thinking about creatures.
look at this thing
Tumblr users will see some kind of animal or beast and just slam the reblog button
That is a banded linsang.
They sit very politely.
Steve: stay still, you’ve lost a of blood
Eddie: I didn’t /lose/ blood. I know exactly where it is
Eddie: *points at blood puddle*
Eddie: right there
steve teaching robin his evil white boy ways is very important to me. he's boosting her up into a girl's window. she's wearing backwards baseball caps and popped collars and sunglasses inside. sitting on the roof in lawn chairs. throwing random stuff off high places.
the first time she does a keg stand, he cries.
Sisters. Frat Bros. Mean girls. Wing men. Soulmates.
In the Psych pilot they made Shawn a "cool guy" who is good with women and drives his motorcycle, and after that they said: "what if we make him really pathetic instead?", and honestly it's the best decision they could have made.
One of my favourite things about gus and shawn is that they both approach their most fundamental and similar qualities in opposite directions. Shawn is a crazy person who happens to be intelligent. Gus is an intelligent person who happens to be silly. Shawn doesn't know the word "hence" but managed to identify a guy's argentinian accent from the 1 (one) month he spent there 10+ years prior. Gus deduces how an old tourist trap is falling apart due to illegal mining and asks "hmm why would a ghost do this" in the very next sentence. Shawn is the seemingly unsophisticated guy with frivilous tatse but Gus is the one obsessed with reality television. Sometimes they align together, sometimes they mismatch like polka dots and stripes. Dynamic of all time
you don’t need to imagine it anymore
markiplier is acting his markipussy out of this show
I haven’t opened tumblr in ages why does this have to be the first thing I see?
Eddie goes up to Hopper like the world isn’t about to end and is like, “How’d you bag a babe like Joyce Byers? She’s so out of your league. How’d you do it?”
Hopper just sputters because rude and he knows. Before he can even answer, Murray’s annoying ass cuts in, “They argued all the time until the sexual tension got too high.”
“Arguing,” Eddie nods, taking that in. “Got it, I’m on the right track.”
Then he turns around and yells on the top of his lungs, “Harrington! I think Abba sucks!!”
“Are you kidding me right now, Munson?!”
They're sitting in Eddie's bedroom, Steve propped up in the bed, flipping through some sports magazine, Eddie curled on the floor using his knee as a table as he scrawls notes for Hellfire's next campaign. Metallica spins on the record player, volume low. They're doing this more and more, being together and doing their own thing, music a soft backdrop to it all.
Eddie's deep into his planning, enough so that he manages to forget that Steve Harrington is in his bed. He keeps hearing something, though. It just manages to catch at the edge of his awareness, but when he fully tunes in the only sounds are Steve flipping a page, Ride the Lightning, the shift of blankets as Harrington taps his fingers. It happens a few more times, but when he tries to catch it, it's gone. Steve hasn't reacted at all, to the point Eddie wonders if it's all in his own head.
The next time, he's interrupted before he even gets back into it, that noise again, but this time, now, he's aware enough to see that it's Steve. And he's not, like, reading the magazine out loud to himself. No. He's singing along.
To Metallica.
i’m starting a commonplace book and have a whole color in my key associated with tumblr posts bc the most wisdom i have gained is from this godforsaken hellsite :)
I go feral for for fics where Eddie is like "I'm a metalhead drug dealer🤘😈, I'm dangerous, I'm from the wrong side of the tracks☠️💉⚠️, I'm bad news baby, you should be scared, I'll eat you up and spit you out⛓️🐺⛔️, you should run, you're a suburban spoiled rich kid and I'm exactly the bad news your mommy warned you about❤️🔥🔪😏" and Steve, who fought an interdimensional demon with a bat full of nails, who protected children from the equivalent of radioactive rabid dogs, who endured russian torture, who saw a little girl who was the experiment of a shady government organization explode full grown adults with her mind, who survived a demon bat attack with only his fists and teeth as weapons, he's like "ok sweetie, I'll pick you up at six 🥰✨"
You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
I posted this on tiktok and it got 2 likes and a comment that asked me if this is a fanfic i'm writing. They don't teach history in your fandom school?? Never forget.
okay but where is the will they/won’t they steddie modern au in which steve is a swiftie and eddie (lovingly) teases him for it and eddie gets the guy by surprise performing hey stephen with corroded coffin
truth, dare, spin bottles you know how to ball, i know aristotle
You're in Prague. It's the mid 2000s. You share a drunken kiss with a skinny English hipster in a nightclub. You give him a cigarette. You move on with your life completely.
Unbeknownst to you nearly 20 years later some guy you've never met will not shut up about you while making videos for his millions of online followers.