𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆.

“𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠.”

[punkiesallie]

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐁𝐘𝐅 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐍𝐈

[kassy-djomunson]

i wave goodbye to the end of beginning

[gigi-drxws]

The only ship ever

[djo]

‘86, baby! ‘89, baby!

STRANGER THINGS 4.01: The Hellfire Club | 5.08: The Rightside Up

[gigi-drxws]

Let no machine eat away our dream

Baby, take my hand, let's go together

I don't know what I'd do

Don't know what I'd do without you

[levanswrites]

shoutout to all the proud mamas!!

[gigi-drxws]

Still running up that hill for you </3

[puncertainty]

𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶…

[punkiesallie]

He had a whole town that wanted to kill him and they hated him so much and he was so scared that the only escape he could find was death. They got what they wanted. They killed him.

[ahhrenata]

snow day ❄️

[splendidcas]

me the entire time watching s5 v1

[cowboylikemunson]

his bedding… the handcuffs… the clothes in the closet we never saw him wear… the posters… bring me to there

(also!! why cant i find a pic of his nightstand?? i KNOW there is a picture of it with the ashtray and the fuck ass dusty condoms!!)

[dreaminginpencil]

Eddie likes to swing by WSQK and see what Steve’s up to (Robin is usually less impressed)

[punkiesallie]

The concept of Robin and Steve being a pack of besties, like, you can’t separate them even at work. Oh my shaylas 🥹

[flashphotograph]

Steve Harrington serving looks in Stranger Things season 5

[sabrinasource]

Sabrina Carpenter and Joe Keery at ACL Music Festival (October 4, 2025)

[thewayitalknj]

Thinking about spending the night with BestFriend!Eddie for the first time and he tells you to "make yourself at home". So you take off your bra, but without taking off your shirt ; a simple trick all women know how to do. And Eddie is just, so impressed? All he can say is "whoa".

"What? You said to make myself at home."

He evens the playing field by changing into just pajama pants, no underwear (you can tell, but you don't want to admit you were looking in the first place), no shirt. You're wide eyed when he comes back into the living room, quickly looking back at the TV.

You spend the rest of the night watching movies and chilling. You eventually find your way to his bedroom. Smoking the last bit of pot you both shared. You're facing each other, the lights are dimmed and music is playing softly through the speakers. He blows out the last bit of smoke and he catches you staring, a slight smirk spreading on his flushed face.

"Truth bomb." Those words echo, a saying that's been going on since you were kids ; You always had to say what was on your mind at that given moment.

You sigh casting your eyes up and down his body, back to his lips. Whispering to the room, "I really wanna kiss you right now."

He scoots closer, admiring the tank top and short shorts you changed into earlier. "What's stopping you?"

You shrug ; Your brain not comprehending anymore sentences, words, phrases. Just mush.

He cups your face, and you lean into his touch. "Just let it go."

And in that moment you just think ah fuck it.