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Preach!
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"this show sucks now because my favorite ship isn't canon" skill issue. Back in my days, what happened in canon was none of our business. Canon was just a vessel for us to do with as we pleased.
Preach!
I’m sorry but all these plot holes in Stranger Things 5 were insane. They said the finale would answer all the questions but not only did it barely answer anything, it just created dozens more
Also RIP to all those pregnant women in the lab who were literally blown up
Reject canon, accept fanon.
somehow haven't seen anyone point this one out yet??
thinking about that one HC of eddie being originally from appalachia before moving to hawkins and steve going absolutely feral every time the accent slips out, so here’s a tiny ficlet about steve realizing it’s basically his kryptonite
They’re in the horror aisle at Family Video, doing what they always do when it’s dead: finding the worst covers known to man.
Robin holds one up that looks like it was drawn in crayon. “This one,” she announces, “is a crime.”
Eddie barks out a laugh. “Lord, have mercy,” he says, and it rolls out of him warm and thick, a little different than usual.
Steve freezes.
He’s heard Eddie talk a million times. Ranting, scheming, flirting, yelling over amps. But this is… softer. Rounder. It hits his ears and lights up some stupid part of his brain like, oh. Oh, that’s new.
“Okay, where the hell did that come from?” Steve blurts.
Eddie blinks. “What?”
“That.” Steve points at him like he’s just witnessed a crime. “You sounded like, like a whole other guy for a second.”
Color crawls up Eddie’s neck. He shrugs one shoulder, all defensive and twitchy. “Nowhere. Hush.”
“No.” Steve is immediately, deeply annoying about it. “Absolutely not. Say it again.”
“Not a chance, Harrington.” Eddie shoves a VHS into his chest. “Go alphabetize something.”
“Robin,” Steve whines, turning on her like a traitor witness. “Did you hear that? He did a voice.”
“Oh, yeah,” she says, gleeful. “Country boy jumped out.”
Eddie groans, shoving his hair back. “I hate both of you,” he lies, and stalks off down the aisle.
Steve follows, grinning, tossing movies back on the shelf. “C’mon, just one more ‘Lord, have mercy.’ Just for me. Just a little one.”
“Drop it, Steve.”
He does not drop it.
By the time they close up, Steve’s said “Lord, have mercy” in three different terrible impressions, and Eddie’s told him to shut up in at least five creative ways. The accent doesn’t come back, though, and Steve goes home weirdly, stupidly disappointed about it.
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Later, they’re at the trailer, door propped open to let in the night air. Some crappy late-night talk show mumbles on the TV, volume low. They’re half lying, half sliding off the couch, feet tangled on the coffee table.
Eddie’s flipping through a battered magazine. Steve’s not even pretending to do anything else; he’s just watching him.
“You’re staring,” Eddie says without looking up.
“You’re avoiding,” Steve shoots back. “Say it again.”
Eddie drops the magazine onto his face for a second like he wishes for death. “You are so persistent.”
“Yes,” Steve says. “I am. We’ve established this.”
Eddie peels the magazine away and eyes him. Steve is sprawled out, hair a mess, socked toes nudging his thigh. He looks… annoyingly sincere.
“One word,” Steve says. “One. Then I’ll shut up forever.”
“Liar.”
“Okay, I’ll shut up for, like, ten minutes.”
Eddie snorts. He should say no. Dig his heels in. But there’s this warm, fizzy feeling in his chest that he doesn’t want to look at too closely, and Steve’s looking at him like he hung the damn moon.
“You’re real persistent, ain’t you, sweetheart?” Eddie says finally, letting it come out the way it wants to, vowels soft, consonants a little lazier, the word sweetheart wrapped up in the drawl he’s been choking down for years.
Steve’s brain short-circuits.
It’s like someone unplugged and replugged him in a different outlet. His stomach does this weird swoop. His face goes hot. Something about the sound of it, about Eddie saying sweetheart like that, all slow and easy, hits directly behind his ribs.
“Oh,” Steve says, a little breathless.
Eddie raises an eyebrow, already smirking. “There. You happy now?”
“No,” Steve says, and then he’s moving before he really decides to, leaning over the tiny space between them.
He kisses him.
It’s not planned. It’s not smooth. He just goes on impulse, mouth landing on Eddie’s with a soft, shocked sound like he surprised himself. His hand catches on Eddie’s shirt, fingers fisting in the worn fabric without thinking.
Eddie makes a tiny noise, half gasp, half laugh, and kisses back on instinct, then pulls away just enough to see Steve’s face. Steve’s flushed, wide-eyed, looking at him like he just handed over the Holy Grail.
There’s a beat where Eddie could pretend he doesn’t know exactly what just happened. Then he feels the grin pull at his mouth, slow and sharp.
“Oh, yeah,” he says, letting the vowels go loose on purpose now. “I can work with this.”
Steve swallows. “Eddie.”
Eddie leans in again, close enough that Steve can feel his breath, and drops it low, sweet, a little smug. “Watch me, darlin’.”
Steve practically launches himself into the next kiss, and that’s when Eddie realizes he’s just unlocked the most unfair advantage in the world.
"I asked chatgpt" "i asked grok" yeah well I asked nie huaisang and he doesn't know, he really doesn't know
I feel like people misunderstand the title of Mo Dao Zu Shi, or of what Wei Wuxian does as “demonic cultivation” (mo dao). It’s not. It is, however, what most people in canon THINK he’s doing
Mo dao messes with the cycle of reincarnation, which is why the Yiling Patriarch becomes so reviled. The term mo dao is actually used only ONCE in the novel - when Wei Wuxian notes that people called him “the grandmaster of demonic cultivation”
It uses living humans, extracts qi out of them, and involves the destruction of golden cores, brainwashing, and effectively vampiring living beings for the sake of power. It doesn’t use ambient resentment, it creates it by harming others.
The reason we’re continuously told (by people who know nothing of Wei Wuxian’s path) that he’s at risk of going insane is because that’s what mo dao does. It warps the mind and body because the source of resentment is within the user
Wei Wuxian calls his cultivation “the ghostly path” or “ghost cultivation” (gui dao). Hell, the only other person shown to match his expertise on the subject - Xue Yang - also calls it gui dao. Xue Yang !! He’d be delighted to call his actions demonic !! If he’s insisting on calling it “ghostly”, then that tells us that the difference matters
So what is gui dao ? First of all, we know that it doesn’t mind-control people as a baseline - that’s why Wei Wuxian ended up dying the first go around. We know that it utilises pre-existing resentful energy in the world to direct the dead
We know, also, that it requires a certain level of understanding of the dead. One of the spells Wei Wuxian creates is literally named Empathy.
We know that the power source is usually external (the Burial Mounds, the Stygian Tiger Seal), and that it, most importantly, doesn’t create demons. It creates ghosts and fierce corpses. And because of this, it likely doesn’t prevent reincarnation.
Why is the distinction important ? Because the former is what mo dao does. It creates mo.
We’re told the difference - very intentionally - in one of the earliest parts of the story, when Lan Qiren asks Wei Wuxian the difference between gui (ghosts) and mo (demons) and yao, and gets the correct answer
There’s foreshadowing littered all across the earlier chapters, actually. I might make a post on that some day
this is killing me because Dustin what do you mean you keep telling him. how many times have you told him. why is that your immediate response to Lucas pointing that out. why did Lucas have enough familiarity to notice a difference. what’s wrong with the two of you.
Steve Harrington is the queer litmus test of Hawkins....
shower thought: later on in high school some of the cool kids take a shine to Dustin for whatever reason. and Steve’s really worried because he doesn’t want to see his kid become like him those assholes he knew. but for whatever reason Eddie’s not worried and he’s encouraging it and Steve gets frustrated. (No matter how much Eddie said he was cool with being a nerd he spent all of high school really wanting to be popular and he’s so happy to see it happen for Dustin. and so he misses red flags)
basically. eddie and steve both having to face their unresolved issues from high school in time to guide their son properly
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#eddie whose lunchroom table tirades about jocks were a cover for how bad he wanted to be like them#Steve who worries that he’ll never outrun the person he was at 16 and that he’ll infect everyone else#stranger things#eddie munson#steddie#steve harrington#steve x eddie#dustin henderson
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freak4freak is always so awesome but another character dynamic that i think is really great is freak vs freak. you're the only person who understands me and i'm the only person who understands you. unfortunately this also does not stop either of us from hating each other and in fact it might even make everything significantly worse for everyone involved
Demobats love Eddie Munson. Now it's his bunch of homicidal kids.
I love weird cute shit.
You’ve heard the Steddie trope where Steve cant stand heavy metal bc sensory/migraine shit
Get ready for Steve ‘Auditory Processing Disorder’ Harrington who had no idea those metal guys were singing actual words. He truly thought they were up there yelling randomly and people were paying money for it and never questioned it.
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#steddie#steve x eddie#Eddie puts on some of sabbath’s slower shit when they’re high and Steve sits up like ‘woah they use words?!’#eddie cant figure out if he should laugh or scream#he shows Steve the lyrics and Steve just sits there like ‘oh wait they’re ANGRY angry I fw that’#I just think Steve should get to be angry and pissy as a treat#like u just KNOW that boys internalized all of that it’ll kill him before the concussions#this was brought to u by: me almost popping one of my stitches from dancing to Metallica too hard#and also me having an auditory processing disorder and have no clue what they’re saying
Joyce: So, how's the new life as parents treating you?
Eddie: We're good. It's a handful but we're managing.
Eddie: Although, he's been crying more than I thought he would.
Joyce: Oh, dear, that's normal. It takes a while for the baby to get used to the world. I'm sure little Corey will be fine.
Eddie: Oh no, I meant Steve. Steve is crying, Corey is just fine. He's an angel.
Steve, sniffling: His little TOES, Eddie!
Eddie: Yup, he's got ten of them.
*5 minutes later*
Steve, sobbing: But, Eddie, his little feet!! In his little shoes!!
Eddie: *sighs* We're never going to make it to the babysitter's house on time are we....
real canon tower scene
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#canon
4.5 years ago, every human on Earth spontaneously disappeared except for you. 3 years later, they reappeared, and you became famous overnight as 'The one who was left behind.' You are now being interviewed about your experiences during those 3 years of solitude, and the whole world is watching.