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wynnyfryd · 19 hours
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Trailer park Steve AU part 59
part 1 | part 58 | ao3
cw: canon-typical horror/gore (like for real this time), emetophobia, reference to minor character death. ty to @thisapplepielife for indulging my weirdly specific research about headstones
Steve tries to follow her — gets shot down before he even gets within speaking range, Max shouting at him to give her a minute the second she spots him coming over the hill. He backs off, hands raised in surrender, and then…
Well, then he’s already out of the car.
Well then his feet know where to take him.
His dad’s grave isn’t far. Maybe a football field away, close enough that he’ll be able to hear it if Max calls for help. He moves toward it without thought, his legs carrying him past simple overgrown markers in the oldest part of the park — crumbling remnants of civil war soldiers, farmers and shopkeepers and factory workers, people who worked the mines, people who died before his grandfather was born. People who might have been loved once, before time and moss and water stripped their names off of the stones.
Up the next slope, the markers get more elaborate, shift from bronze to granite to marble, to monuments and mausoleums and a fucking obelisk; ostentatious displays of the town’s oldest money. The coal barons, the oil tycoons. Rotten bastards, Wayne might say.
The Harringtons aren't that rich. They're further down the hill in a neatly manicured row of Indiana limestone; fresh flowers on each grave, the weeds plucked, the grass trimmed.
Dad's buried right next to Grandpa Otis.
It almost looks nice.
Crisp, clean, dry. Nothing to suggest the messy wet red of his father's demise. Steve shoves his hands in his front pockets and steps up to his dad's plot, toes the edge of it, the rounded lump of earth, sparse grass and loose soil where his father's bones are laid. The ground gives a little under his weight, the dirt compacting. Could he dig this up with just his hands? Could he claw through until he reached the bottom, pry open the box and peer inside? Unbidden, the image forms in his mind: worm food and rot, half a man left inside, somehow still frowning in disappointment with his jaw bone shining clean.
Steve's stomach turns. A sick shiver runs through him, saliva flooding his mouth, sweat beading at his hair line.
This isn't right.
Something's not right.
There's a sudden chill in the air, frigid wind carrying a smell like roadkill in the summer — heat wafting from the pavement, death clogging up his throat. Steve covers his nose and wills his shoulders down from his ears; tries to mutter words of comfort to himself under his breath. “Just a graveyard, Steve. Just a totally… normal…”
Ice on the back of his neck. Steve tenses every muscle, turns his good ear toward the sound of whatever's creeping up on him; something taller than him, something slithering and wet, its rasping rattles of frozen breath sending goosebumps down Steve's arms. His hands twitch inside his pockets.
Then, a voice — a voice that isn’t his, that can’t be anyone’s, because the man it belonged to is dead. “That Munson boy was right about you."
Steve can't fucking breathe. Dark clouds roll in around him, violent as a blooming bruise, and that voice behind him echoes — distorted, vicious; hungry.
"You are a black hole."
Steve grabs two fistfuls of his own hair and tugs; wills the pain to dispel the nightmare, his eyes swimming from the sting.
The thing behind him laughs. "Look how you ruined your mother," it snarls. "Look how you tore her apart.”
"Shut up!" Steve barks with his hands over his ears.
“Steve…” The voice deepens, beckons, thick with malice and rot. Steve slowly turns to face it, trembling all over, pulse thudding in his ears, and his shoes squelch in the dirt, and when he looks down he sees that the dirt has turned to mud that now turns to oozing red, a viscous river beneath his feet, flowing up over his ankles, pouring from his father's grave. And there, in front of him, a mangled remnant stands. The ruined corpse of Richard Harrington, his skin shriveled and gray, the torn parts of him held together by his clothes. There’s a hole in his torso where the exposed ribs glint like knives.
Steve throws up on himself.
The ground gives way beneath him, goes spongy like rotting meat, and the thing wearing his dad's face cackles as Steve sinks into the earth, the grave swallowing him whole, up to his calves, his knees, his thighs. "Join me," it offers, lipless smile full of teeth.
The glamor peels back to reveal a monster underneath, its scarred skin crawling in mucus-coated vines; naked, long-limbed, stitched together with burnt flesh.
Steve screams as he scrambles for purchase, up to his hips now in the muck, his feet on the lid of his dad's casket. He claws blindly at the loose ground but it’s all thick and wet with red, and the air itself is red; blood in the sky, in his eyes, in his lungs. He's going to die here. The voice tells him so. It's in his head now, a bellowing echo as the monster draws near, one hideous hand outstretched, an all-consuming join me, join me, JOIN ME—
“HEY!!!”
Max shouts directly in his face, shaking him hard by both shoulders where they're crouched on the cool ground, Kate Bush leaking from the headphones slung around her neck. Steve gives a startled shout and jerks back out of her grip, falling hard on his ass, landing harder on his elbows.
The world shifts back to blue. To dry, clean grass. To breathable air.
Steve pants up at the sky. His shirt clings to him where he's soaked it through with sweat. When Max offers him a hand, he stands on shaky legs, looks at the ground beneath his feet and screams again, scurrying back until his ass hits a stranger's headstone.
There’s a dent in the earth where he was standing. A smudge of packed dirt where he really did sink in. Steve stares at it; feels it reaching out for him, the dark patch thudding like a heart beat, spreading out like snaking vines.
He clutches at his heaving chest. Max’s eyes are huge on him.
"Okay, what the fuck?" she begs.
"What the fuck yourself!"
No heat behind the words, but they burn him, anyway, pushed out on a weak gasp. Is this what she was talking about? Is this what she calls nothing?
This doesn't feel like fucking nothing.
“Shit," she says, and her eyes go even wider. Steve can see the veins in them. "Shit, Steve, your nose…”
He swipes his arm across his face.
It comes back red.
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maxmayfielddaily · 2 days
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MAX MAYFIELD Stranger Things 2.05: Dig Dug
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maikaartwork · 13 hours
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Stranger Things Reverse Big Bang artwork #2
It is my absolute pleasure to present my second artwork for @strangerthingsreversebigbang ! Lovely @flowercrowngods wrote the fic for this one - read ROOFTOP BLUES AND MIDNIGHT REDS HERE!
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say your prayers boy
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shieldofiron · 1 day
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Billy: So you want one? Max: No???
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harringroveera · 2 days
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Max had enough of their lovers’ quarrel honestly
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flowercrowngods · 9 hours
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✨ rooftop blues and midnight reds ✨
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4.5k words | rating: T | chapters: 1/1
archive warnings: no archive warnings apply characters: max mayfield, steve harrington, eddie munson, wayne munson pairings: max mayfield & steve harrington, max mayfield & eddie munson, max mayfield & wayne munson, steve harrington/eddie munson
✨ artist: the indredible @maikaartwork made this amazing piece
✨ beta reader: the ever lovely @auroraplume
tags: hurt/comfort, found family, wayne munson adopts max mayfield, grief and mourning, healing, lasagna as plot divice for healing and comfort, post-season 4, the imminent healing of rooftop nights, max-centric, max POV, background established steddie
summary:
The world ended, and then it didn't. In the aftermath, Max is left with the need to re-learn what it means to be a person, and learn what it means to have a family. One September night, on the rooftop of her new home, she comes one step closer to both of those, and learns what it means to have hope.
✨ read the fic on ao3 ✨
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fleursfairies · 2 days
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im in a stranger things character music mood so here are some artists each character for sure likes
will: super obvious but the clash, the cure, david bowie, billy idol, the police, talking heads, etc. (i feel like this is a very basic answer but its the truth)
mike: he is so 90s so weezer, oasis, radiohead, etc (i already made a post abt this)
dustin: hall&oats, tears for fears, wham!, KISS, TOTO, a-ha, michael jackson, duran duran, baltimora
lucas: idky the first thing i thought of was bananarama but he would so love bananarama. beegees, michael jackson, earth wind & fire, jackson 5, stevie wonder, george michael, prince, idk
el: i dont think she really has time to listen to music but she would like popular 80s pop. like cyndi lauper, madonna, wham!, electric light orchestra, kim wilde, stacey q, the gogos, tiffany, soft cell, reo speedwagon, abba, bonnie tyler
max: kate bush obviously, blondie, duran duran, bon jovi, pixies, soft cell, tears for fears, rick springfield, no doubt, billy idol, pat benatar, tiffany, joan jett, etc
max and el are similar but el's is more 'listening to music for the first ever time' vibes while max is more lived in
jonathan: talking heads, the ramones, the clash, bowie, duran duran but only girls on film, the cramps, depeche mode, R.E.M., phil collins, the kinks, the animals, billy idol, the cure, the cars, blue oyster cult, jimi hendrix, styx, pixies, pink floyd, cheap trick, genesis, ozzy osbourne, foreigner, etc. i could go on and on. i think there would be a little more 60s and 70s in here too.
nancy: madonna, heart, reo speedwagon, billy joel, roxy music, cyndi lauper, joan jett, pat benatar, hall & oats, blondie, kim wilde, whitney houston, kate bush, tiffany, wham!, soft cell, bananarama, bonnie tyler, stacey q, lita ford, the bangles, cher, pet shop boys, john mellencamp, paula abdul, u2, olivia newton john, etc
steve: bon jovi, survivor, journey, boston, yes, DEVO, dead or alive, eddie money, kansas, foreigner, scorpions, warrant, etc. basically just basic (but good) bands that make him feel like a badass LMAO
robin: idk, just a slightly dorkier version of nancys playlist if that makes sense. i can envision it in my head i just cant execute it
joyce: heart, fleetwood mac, the mamas & the papas, journey, foreigner, boston, tom petty, toto, guns n roses, janis joplin, the rolling stones, jimi hendrix, blue oyster cult, ELO, led zeppelin, grateful dead, pink floyd, jefferson airplane
hopper: bad company, joe cocker, bob seger, eagles, the cars, jefferson starship, bob dylan, journey, styx, johnny cash, bruce springsteen
i could probably add so many more artists but it would probably go off the rails so i just gave u the basic ones
also i was looking at character playlists on spotify and most of them sucked (steve harrington is not listening to mitski) so heres some inspo for actual music they would listen to if you want to make a more accurate playlist
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heroesbyler · 10 hours
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Lucas, babe, get OUT of the Creel subtext!
So. Let's get right to it, because 'it' is all inconclusive and weird AND 'IDK man' but we still gotta do what we gotta do.
The coding
Some framing that firstly caught my eye is over here:
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Not only is the framing of the bricks next to the door framing so similar, but also the entire blocking of the scene. Lucas gets A LOT of Henward coding and parallels, but he's in the unique position of getting an almost equal amount of El parallels as well, being both someone that delivers a (paralleled) line, but also being the one that the line is delivered TO, both in season 4 and 2:
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Lucas is entangled to this plot with straight up references and parallels almost as much as mike is,and that says something. Conversation about Vecna echo his dialogue:
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And he has clear parallels with Henward, Vecna/001/whoever it was in El's vision, as well as One in the massacre (complete with Mike as the Brenner standin because i mean yeah tbh) and even some demogorgonovecna stuff for shits and giggles:
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Not to mention his classic Creeler hands and affinity for sitting in front of striped walls, as well as some very direct El foreshadowing :
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And some nice Brenhenward hands right on front of the 'be a hero give blood' sign because why not:
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There are some more trivial stuff like Lucas talking about smothering Erica in her sleep vs all the Freddy kreuger / Vecna stuff etc but anyway my guy is choke full of Creel subtext.
The Rainbow room
Perhaps the most damning piece of evidence for Lucas' imminent huge significance in the plot game is this outfit of his:
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Like wow...You really do have a whole white shirt with a rainbow on don't you Lucas. Owens voice Not ominous at all! Mister important to the plot... Because there has been someone, someone that has had the very same thing from the first moment they stepped foot on the show. And that person is none other than miss Season 4 focus herself.
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Max has been the queen of foreshadowing the rainbow room sequences as well as Henward forever ago, and this coding doesn't just touch her passive experience as a Vecna vision; there's absolutely something special about her, considering she could get into Vecna's mind, something none of the others could do.
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So i have no doubt in my mind that Lucas will have his own significance as well, since to anyone paying attention, all the party members (but Will and Mike more overtly than all) are very much tied into the core plot of the show and there is zero doubt in my mind Lucas is one of the quintissential parts of the puzzle.
The weird semi related stuff
While compiling this post, I saw something very interesting that I want to talk about here as well. Em talked about Charles' (Lucas' dad) costume resemblance to young Henward in this post:
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And there's something veeeeeery weird with one of the scenes in the Wheeler house when Charles is present. We get him in the classic Henward position and the parents around him are actually frozen; all except one shoe moving. This same weird thing of someone / multiple people seemingly freezing during the show happens a handful of times. I demonstrated the few I could remember from the top of my head here:
Having the line 'You have to be your dad' in TFS and Lucas's name being Lucas Charles Sinclair and all the family fuckery in the show and Vecna's true identity, there's something majorly fucky going on here. Just wanted to point that out.
What that means for Lucas
I don't know lol. Judging how Lucas alongside Mike has been foreshadowing the existence of 2 Vecnas :
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and quite literally is Vecna for a moment :
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he is definitely serving as a major player in the foreshadowing of all the timeline weirdness.
But in a personal character manner, I am not sure how his connection to the supernatural plot will be explored but his mission to save Max and take revenge for her suffering is definitely what will drive his confrontation with Vecna. I do not think he will be attacked by Vecna in a similar manner to Max because i think that will happen to Dustin , and to Will and Mike but completely different than what we've seen so far, but I do think he will have a key role in actually defeating Vecna and winning as a team (as per the 4.01 game) and during whatever fight the Painting is symbolizing.
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biillyhargroves · 3 days
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Max and El in their 20s driving along the coast with the windows down, absolutely blasting “No Scrubs” by TLC and shouting the lyrics over the wind, on their way to enjoy a girls’ weekend at the beach with absolutely no cares in the world. that is all, thank you.
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myssalyssa101 · 3 days
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Monsters AU
Any questions or suggestions?
Steve-werewolf
Eddie-vampire
Robin- witch
Nancy- dragon
Billy- chimera
Mike- dragon
Will- voodoo zombie
Johnathan- zombie
Argyle- gargoyle
Lucas- griffin
Dustin- Centaur
Erica- Pegasus
Eleven- banshee
Max- phoenix
Hopper- Minotaur
Joyce- zombie
Wayne- vampire sire
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They’ll totally do it all at once, because it’s meant to watch like a long movie, and they only did volumes because the s4 finale was taking so long, but I still want to see what people would prefer
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hellinhawkins · 2 days
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everyone’s talking about the s5 byler scenes, as they SHOULD. but what about the lumax ones? because i know those are going to be heartbreaking. we could get some of lucas talking to max when she’s in the coma again, or crying over her or something??? i’m scared
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thinking So hard about max being a zoomer and how being in a wheelchair wouldnt take that away from her with a lack of ability to skate but actually means she’s zooming all day every day cuz now she’s always on wheels <3
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musicalchaos07 · 1 day
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No bc why did I just now notice that Max's depression over shirt she wears in 4x01 is recycled from Jonathan's s1 wardrobe
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