#stranger things.

[queercodednat]

Some of the post volume 2 posts that made me crack a laugh earlier

[franzkafkagf]

stranger things fandom meltdown is so funny to me. do you guys remember the johnlock conspiracy.

[fatherfigureneeded]

who else up feelin hella humiliated and mocked rn🙏🔥🔥🔥

[mikeswheeler]

in case it wasn’t obvious, the st finale was awful for me, tumblr user mikeswheeler

[roxy4life2]

I love being a self-shiper... Wahhh oh have a list then!!!

Murder drones!!! :

Thad, Uzi, J, N and some times cyn!!!

Stranger things!! :

Billy, Steve, Eddie!!

Heather's!! :

JD, Kurt, Veronica, sometimes ram!

The amazing digital circus!! :

Caine, and kinger!

BABTQFTIM!!! :

Cuphead,Mugman, bendy!

Trolls! :

Veneer!!

Ugly dolls!! :

Lou, Nolan, Mandy!!

Spooky month!

Kevin, jack, bob( sometimes-)

And I think thats all!!

[hellfireseddie]

Yknow what sucks.

When tumblr refreshes mid way through a fanfic you're reading and didn't get the chance to like or reblog it for the future so now I will never find it again.

This is true pain.

[mordredsheart]

JOANNA WARREN.

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joanna was never very good at making friends. she was always a little too for the other kids in hawkins - too blunt, too jumpy, too obsessive, too weird. you name it, she’s been called it, and then some. her mother worries, but it doesn’t bother joanna anymore. she has the characters she makes up in her head, immortalized on the densely scrawled pages of her notebooks (and on character sheets at hellfire, when she bothers to show up - they don’t use her for important plots, these days). she has the reassuring chime of the grandfather clock that she likes to sit next to in the hallway, steadying her till her heart beats in time with it.

(down the hall, in the kitchen, crystal warren frowns over her coffee. “that clock was broken when we got it,” she says to joyce byers, who listens sympathetically. “i should throw the damn thing out. but jo likes it, whatever good it does her.”)

most of all, though, joanna has peter, the only friend she needs. they talk all the time - in her head, of course. he tells her it’s better that way, so they can be each other’s little secret. he tells her he needs her, that she’s special - she has to be, since she found him. he tells her that she can help him by letting him play in her head, so he can know exactly what he’s capable of. he tells her how disappointing his other friends were, how they weren’t as brave as she is, weren’t as willing as she is.

peter tells joanna a lot of things.

and when people begin dying - the cheerleader, the boy from the paper - nobody thinks to suspect the warren girl of being mixed up in it. she’s beneath everybody’s notice... but not peter’s. he knows exactly what she’s capable of, too.

logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead and the white knight is talking backwards and the red queen is off with her head