“Where are you?” asked El, holding her hand up. Mrs. Wheeler quieted. They all did. “Can you tell me where you are?” For another horrible second, nothing. El’s face was still screwed up in concentration, and the connection almost looked painful to maintain. But then— “—don’t know—” Mike’s voice. Breaths hitching between the words. He sounded far away. He sounded scared. Then “—like Hawkins—but—upside down.” “Oh god,” whispered Jonathan, from their corner. And Max wondered if that’s when she knew, or if she’d known the second that Will told them Mike hadn’t been at school that day. Joyce let out a gasp. Mrs. Wheeler’s wild eyes had turned towards them.
chapter 14: the flea goes back
That relatable (older) Gen Z memory: when all the projectors and white boards got replaced by Smart Boards™ around like fifth grade and none of the teachers knew how to use them but they Had To Use them otherwise the school just wasted a bunch of money and it was a rlly weird transition
Literally in love with Bei. Perfect pun. Perfect moment. Perfect non-canon canon. And this freeze frame... just... perfect.
"Gotcha!"
Beautiful
the reason high school is so difficult is because ned never made a guide for anything past 8th grade
Thor: Thor sleeps anywhere, and naked. This has caused a few issues.
Steve: on his back or side, straight as he can, barely moving. This is a habit left over from camps and barracks, squashed in with other soldiers, and from before, from the cold bitter new York winters when he was a kid. The cold was dangerous for him, screwed with his lungs, so every night Bucky would come to his place and squeeze into his narrow bed to keep him warm. He was like a furnace. Steve’s elbows and knees were sharp as knives so he made sure to keep extra still so his friend would be comfortable. Bucky’s warmth probably saved his life.
Natasha: Fetal position. Natasha curls up like a cat, all curved limbs and tousled hair, one hand by her face. She looks innocent, almost at peace. This is because her other hand is wrapped around the gun beneath her pillow.
Tony: Sleeps spreadeagle, mouth open, limbs splayed, wherever he collapses. He goes days and days without sleep; he is the wraith in Avengers tower, making coffee and scrambled eggs at 4am and disappearing back to his lab. Steve’s not much for sleep either, and he’s the only one besides Pepper who can gain access to Tony’s workshop, so he often goes downstairs to find Tony passed out on the floor with a wrench clutched in his fist and oil in his hair. If Tony ever wonders why he falls asleep on the workshop floor and wakes up in his bed with his shoes removed, he never mentions it to Steve.
Bruce: sleeps more than any of them. It’s maybe a metabolism thing. Hulking out uses up a lot of energy, so whenever he shrinks back to regular Bruce-size he eats enough for three and then sleeps for at least 16 hours. He sleeps in fetal position like Natasha, but tighter, knees tucked up almost to his chest, his whole body a clenched fist. It looks almost painful. He frowns and mutters to himself, and sometimes he cries out. There is an unspoken agreement amongst the rest of the team that they won’t mention it.
Clint: Sleeps with his eyes open. Sitting up. On the couch, or on top of the fridge, or on the stairs. Basically wherever affords the best position to scare the shit out of Tony at 3 in the morning.
this is my takeaway from Everything Everywhere All At Once
will probably had a very interesting talk with mike later.
Through A Dark Glass, Wanting
Tags: Rated M, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Canon Typical Horror, Blood and Gore, Body Horror, Suicidal Ideation, Aged-Up Characters, Fantasy AU, DnD inspired AU, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Will Byers is so loved if he only accepted it, Will keeps making bad decisions bear with him
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Summary:
When a dark corruption spreads from the Deep Woods north of the kingdom of Roane, it falls to Will and his friends to investigate the cause. But as they close in on what seems to be the inevitable final confrontation with the Mad Wizard they have been fighting for years, Will finds his magic failing him as the darkness that scarred him during his first encounter with that very man finally overtakes him. Will stands no chance at stopping the demons that have been haunting him – after all how can he fight for a happy ending when he doesn’t believe he deserves one? - Or, Will learns to accept that his friends love him a whole lot more than he thinks they should.
It's finally time for me to post the Byler Fantasy AU I wrote for this years @bylerbigbang! You can read it here on Ao3, and then you can go check out @katimanki's wonderful art here and some additional pieces here!
ngl, this one is particularly chaotic (coming this weeeeekennnddd)
“Is it true? Has my child been exposed to rabies and hallucinogenic mushrooms?!"
california show your teeth - fireflywitch (me! hi hello)
Fourteen months after a rash of unexplained disappearances tore an Indiana town apart, a new chief of police and his very normal, nothing-to-see-here family moves to Hawkins from Lenora Hills, California.
The Weirdos from Poplar Street
MADMIKE
Argyle, Do You Copy?
Zany, Jane-y
The Body Behind the Dumpster
Dear Billy Pilgrim
The Upside Down is in Indiana
Dig Dustin
Hide and Seek, Freak
The Vanishing of Michael Wheeler
The Real Monster
XOXO, The Mind Flayer
Will the Weary
The Flea Goes Back
The Spies
Finally transitioning from a Tumblr lurker to a sparse participant 20-something. She/Her/Hers
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