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[theprinceofdiscord]

Pow Wow Bear, based off the sticker in the 3rd pic.

[hmslusitania]

I was tagged in WIP wednesday by @theladyyavilee! I'm...a fool and somehow thought the fixit fic I wrote would exorcise the demons (compulsion to write stranger things fic) because this is the one and only area of my life where I refuse to learn from past mistakes, so, uh:

Nancy follows the pointed finger through the bullpen of the Hawkins Police Department, drawing stares from every single one of the cops seated there. The office at the end of the row is labelled Chief Jim Hopper, and although it’s empty, it’s also unlocked and she’s able to duck inside and take a seat opposite the desk. 

She has enough time to start picking through her new math textbook before the office door bangs open and a man who must be Chief Hopper stomps in. Nancy jumps to her feet, trying to rearrange her books and extend her hand all at once. 

Hopper ignores her extended hand. 

“You the arsonist?” he asks without looking at her, flipping through some stacks of paper on his desk. 

“Technically it was an accident,” Nancy says. 

At the sound of her voice, Hopper slowly looks up from his papers. He looks her over, expression darkening. She retracts her extended hand. 

“Jesus motherfucking shit,” Hopper says, dropping to his desk chair and then letting his forehead fall onto his desk with a loud thunk that makes Nancy jump and knocks his hat off. 

“Um—”

“I told them I was retired,” Hopper groans, and Nancy doesn’t really think that’s directed at her but there’s no one else in the room. 

“From being Chief of Police?” she asks. 

Hopper lifts his head from the desk, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Stop me when this stops sounding familiar — you were going about your normal every day life in — where are you from again?”

“Lenora Hills, California,” Nancy says. 

“You’re going about your normal every day life in Lenora, everything’s all peachy keen, and then out of nowhere, you’re suddenly super strong! And you’re super fast! And super agile! And then monsters start turning up and trying to kill you, but it turns out you’re also preternaturally good at killing them right back! And then some Jeeves-looking bastard shows up with a stupid-ass English accent and tells you he’s your Watcher, and by the way, you’re the Slayer, magical protector of humanity or some shit, one in a generation, yadda yadda, how am I doing so far?” Hopper asks. 

Nancy’s pretty sure her entire face has gone slack. 

“Right,” Hopper says. “What was it under the gym? Vampires or something more exciting?”

“Va-vampires,” Nancy says. 

Hopper exhales, his entire moustache bristling, and pulls a box of cigarettes out of his desk. 

“Are you a Watcher?” Nancy asks. 

“No,” Hopper says, dark and flat. “I’m retired.” 

Nancy the Vampire Slayer anyone? Tagging @starry-eyed-guttersnipe @littlespoonevan @mellaithwen

[starshine-cal]

This sticker is so gorgeous 😭😭😭 styled to look like beadwork AND holographic?! A N D supporting actual natives????!!!

It’s pretty big so I don’t have room for it on my already-covered-in-stickers computer but I’m sure I’ll find something 🤔

(Link to get it)(there are other beadwork style stickers on that same link)

[otpmoments-blog]

‘ Buffy I love you, God I love you so much ‘

[theepoetspoet]

I'm told it's not what it was but what it is now that's important. About giving thanks and eating turkey and indulging in gluttony while watching a gridiron battle. It's not about what it was that's important but what it is now. History is irrelevant. The origin is irrelevant. The natives are irrelevant. The slaughter is irrelevant. The diseases spread is irrelevant. The genocide is irrelevant. The deceit is irrelevant. The misrepresentation is irrelevant. The fairy tale used to cover the truth is irrelevant. The pain they feel now is irrelevant. The dried blood on the soil is irrelevant. The washing away of their struggle is irrelevant.

America. The celebratory nation of mass murderers and homicidal bigots pedaling religion in the name of freedom and manifest destiny but pushing a history of

voyage instead of conquest,

exploration instead of colonization,

cohabitation instead of inhabitation,

cooperation instead of cultural destruction,

divine right instead of genocide,

consent instead of rape,

bartering instead of pillaging.

But I'm told it's not what it was but what it is now that's important.

“Happy Thanksgiving”

- Theeforvendetta

[mauloabook]

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[mysharona1987]

Any time I watch the Storyteller episode of Buffy, I’m always a bit sad Tom Lenk’s career never really went further.  Because Andrew is so absolutely hilarious and sympathetic at the same time. It’s one of the best performances in the show.

Because it one of the funniest episodes of BTVS.

But then at the end, he’s all: “Well, I’m going to die. And I probably deserve to.”

That’s harsh.