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MA is watching the Stranger Things season 4 finale and we are just ranting about the stuff this season. The problematic shit, the poor writing, the pacing, how it could be better.
I feel like the season presents itself well, the acting and cinematography are on point, but the writing is so wishy washy. As my friend said, it started strong and then just lost it. Not to mention the fact they fucking filmed in a Nazi prison. That is SO disrespectful and probably the worst thing about the season along with the ableism and putting in the attacks on Lucas and Erica which were way too real and shocking and for no point. And I'm gonna keep mentioning this shit because it's important to know!
I was so hyped for it, but ending with me disliking the season just feels so off and weird.
Also what they did to Eddie just felt like they wanted something emotional to happen. Like sure it made plot sense, but it also felt like they just put it in there to get an emotional reaction and write off a character. Which just feels SO lazy to me. It feels like how Heavy Rain put in traumatic stuff just to make it seem emotional. Like I cry like a baby at that game cause kids especially going through stuff is a trigger for me, but it's such poor writing and not really that great. That's how Stranger Things 4 feels to me. Or like the Harry Potter games on PS1 and PS2. Like there's some semblance of a cohesive story, but it loses itself, the pacing, and often is confusing or makes no sense. So from a writing stand point, it's frustrating. The El memory things had too much focus despite how well they were done at points, it felt like a build up and took up way too much time of the show. And the ships, oh my god. We didn't need the sexual tension with Hopper and Joyce. We didn't need all the drama between Mike and El since it just falls off and was better done when they broke up last season. Will was done well I think and made sense especially since he probably is still dealing with the trauma from being taken to the upside down and all that so he feels already out of it. Jonathan and Nancy's drama was entirely forgotten that I barely remember why they are upset and it feels like they only put that in so they could push towards a break up eventually to get Nancy and Steve together. And Nancy and Robin COULD have had a friendship, they could be such good friends, but then Robin just became an extra or a prop to help push their relationship.
I just. This season was exhausting and it feels as if it presents itself well, but any critical thinking will just...ruin it. Not to mention, the problematic shit that I've discussed before and already mentioned in this post. It feels so anticlimactic and I barely paid attention through the finale.
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jellyfish-confetti · 6 months
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“Welcome to Hell.”
I forgot to draw the red hood he wore in this scene so I might do another piece of fanart for this 👀 with the hood
Fanart from @strangersatellites' fic "trouble's always gonna find you, baby (but so am i)"
Here's the link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/51131758/chapters/129189571
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hitlikehammers · 3 months
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stupid superpower
rating: teen tags: humor, brotherly ribbing, Dustin has a ✨stupid superpower✨, Dustin continues to have issues with his tone ✨for @slashify at my BIRTHDAY MONTH PROMPT FEST for the prompt: Character Has Powers (requested to be Dustin)
“Look, see!” Dustin points at the mat he’s laid out on the coffee table in Steve’s living room. “This is why Dart was so easy, it makes so much sense now.”
He turns to them with the biggest grin that’s getting a little less gummy by the week, now, but…he looks so proud, is the thing.
And it is painful. The pride. What it’s for.
The way they’re gonna have to probably dash it.
“I,” Steve squints at the setup, start to finish, empty cans framing the perimeter before he sighs: “I am not seeing anything, man.”
“No,” Dustin’s voice goes pitchy, really, he should have outgrown that by now, s’looking like it’s a permanent trait, yeesh; “look.”
And he points with such…some superiority, such imperiousness, like…okay, so maybe it’s the least painful of the list, when they have to dash all that pride. Kid’s gotta fucking learn some humility, man. Like, sooner rather than later.
“I told you I could communicate with them!” Dustin pulls off his cap and throws it to the couch, triumphant. Steve watches the mat for a few more seconds before he straights up, cocks his hip and crosses his arms.
“You’re telling me,” he says slowly; “that you talk to slugs.”
Because that…that certainly appears to be what the argument has been. They’d kinda thought Dustin has been joking, in previous passing mention. Eddie, at least, definitely thought he was just being an annoying little prick for how many times he asked if either of them felt particularly chiropteran, muttering about traits from interactions, close encounters, bites would obviously count.
Like, it was Dustin, if they took all the crap he said to heart, weighed it seriously, they’d never do anything else.
Like: ever.
“Interspecial gastropodic extracommunicational phenomena,” Dustin rattles off, a little defensive, if Eddie’s gonna be honest; and it wasn’t exactly called for. Steve just asked a question.
Eddie, on the other hand…
“So slugs and snails,” Eddie confirms, droll as fuck by intention, because Eddie is actually very aware of his tone in most situations, thank you very much; “the shell doesn’t deter you.”
“No, I think it’s the whole at least the whole class, maybe the whole phylum,” and he’s so excited, but, he’s also being a fucking know-it-all about it and there is a part of Eddie that doesn’t want to squash Dustin’s enthusiasm but the bigger part of Eddie, but fucking far, knows for a goddamn fact no one could possible squash Dustin’s enthusiasm, or self-confidence, like, Dustin would happily go toe-to-toe with like, Stephen fucking Hawking, and brag afterward that the intellectual stimulation was lacking.
So Eddie doesn’t actually feel bad about any of this and Dustin rambles on.
“But I think if I got my hands on a limpet, or an abalone—“
And when he looks up he must catch something, like he must be able to tell, to read something despite Eddie being very fucking careful to keep a helluva poker face right now—and Eddie’s kinda proud, because maybe the little shithead can be taught.
“You’re joking,” Dustin concludes, dry as fuck and with the audacity to sound…disappointed? Like in a how-could-you-be-so-juvenile-as-to-stoop-to-this-level kind of way which. Which.
“Not at all,” Eddie clutches his non-existent pearls in mock offense, and Dustin’s eyes just narrow.
“I was right.”
“Might not want to say that too loud, Dusty-Buns,” Eddie shoots right back and Steve coughs unconvincingly to cover a laugh and Eddie bites his bottom lip to stop his own smile, less because of Dustin’s reaction and more just because…Stevie. Being adorable.
Steve being his Stevie.
“Yeah, that feels like slander,” Steve adds in thoughtfully, stroking his chin and everything before he turns to Eddie, considering.
“Can you slander yourself, if you’re embarrassing enough?”
And oh, oh: Eddie adores it when his boyfriend’s bitchy side comes out. He adores it so much.
“‘Course you can, big boy,” Eddie can’t help himself as he leans over and pecks at Steve’s cheek; Dustin scowls at them and Eddie can’t help himself, so he licks up Steve’s cheek for the disgusted grown from Dustin and the half-assed shove from Steve that doesn’t move him further away at all.
“You’re just jealous that I have a superpower,” Dustin ultimately shoots back which: okay, Eddie knows he’s capable of better than that, he’s kind of disappointed, that was so weak.
“It’s a stupid superpower,” Steve points out, plain and simple and Eddie wants to clap his hands. He. Loves. His. Bitchy. Boyfriend.
So. Much.
“Or is it a superpower for stupid?” Eddie asks, turning back to Steve like it’s a genuine question, a worthy debate.
“Naw,” Steve shakes his head, almost regretful; “he is pretty fuckin’ smart.”
“More than one kind of stupid, Stevie,” Eddie notes with due gravitas.
“Envy,” Dustin sniffs, so goddamn superior. “Green’s really not your fucking color,” and ooo, there’s a little snarl, a little sneer on his lips; “either of you.”
“I look good in green,” Steve points out, not even petulant, just factual.
“For example,” Eddie picks up and talks over Dustin’s comment like he never made one, leveling the little asshole with a pointed look:
“Some people are stupid about their tone.”
Steve doesn’t even try to cover his snort that time.
“You look good in everything, sweetheart,” Eddie takes the opportunity to comment, to sneak another kiss to the corner of Steve’s mouth as he purrs; “and out.”
“Disgusting,” Dustin gags and Eddie turns to glare as he bites out:
“Tone!”
Like, way to prove Eddie’s fucking point for him, wow, the lack of self-preservation is overwhelming here.
“I’m gonna go find El,” Dustin announces, like he thinks it’s an airport; “she will be thrilled to have someone like her around—“
“Remember what I said?” Eddie turns to Steve, exaggerates the knowing look he gives; “types of dumb,” then he turns again to Dustin, and knows his look is pitying, because he fucking means for it to be.
“Telekinesis and slug-speak aren’t even in the same universe, man,” and Jesus H., Dustin looks offended at the suggestion, which.
Which.
“The overlap of telepathic—“
“Slugs, Dustin,” Steve butts in, cuts him off; “I drown those fuckers in little bowls of beer in the yard. They go in willingly,” and oh. Oh, Eddie loves his boyfriend.
Eddie loves his boyfriend so goddamn much.
Because he hadn’t even noticed the set up, the slight of hand, because Steve had overturned the can of PBR he hadn’t finished, that had gone warm anyway, and dumped it into the shallow little bowl that used to have pretzel sticks inside, low enough to, to—
“Well they won’t anymore,” Dustin declares, fucking haughty with it; “because I will tell them—“
“Yet behold, special super slug-whisperer,” Eddie gasps and gestures wide to the mat where the slug demonstration had originally taken place: “whatever do we have here?”
What they have there is the little bowl of beer, set on the slug mat.
With slugs already drowned inside.
“Probably maybe you should be smarter about where you stick your attention if you really want to save your precious children from their hoppy graves,” Eddie shrugs, and infuses his words with as much fake fucking concern as he can fit into them because slug-whispering.
Fucking honestly.
Dustin only wastes a few seconds gaping at the scene, mouth working around something—comprehension, maybe, or just some degree of shock—before he turns his eyes up and glares at them both.
“You’re evil,” he says definitively, pointing; “both of you.”
“Go see El, Super Slug,” Eddie smiles indulgently; “she’s absolutely trembling with anticipation at the arrival of an equal, I’m sure of it.”
“After all, didn’t you say,” Steve shrugs and folds his arms over his chest, looks Dustin up and down before delivering the final blow:
“You were right.”
And Dustin scowls, and Eddie cackles, because that’s his brother, that’s their brother.
“Fucking assholes,” Dustin mutters, and leaves his slug mat and the beer-bowl behind as he stomps out the door: these children really need to learn about cleaning up after themselves, even if they leave in a stompy little huff like a goddamn toddler, fucking hell: but still.
Dustin’s their brother.
Like they were ever going to let him get away with bragging about slug powers.
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castielinpastel · 2 years
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PLS WATCHING PEOPLE GET MAD OVER UNPROBLEMATIC GAY SHIPS IS SO FUNNY
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hella1975 · 9 months
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all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?
#thinking about this a lot lately. thinking about how fun it was comparing cultural differences in america#thinking of how when i was homesick one thing i found a great comfort in was talking about my home#and how it differed and i really loved and appreciated it when people would ask me about england#in a way that they genuinely just wanted to learn about it and not to take the piss#thinking about how the kitchen at work has chefs from all over europe. we have an irish chef and a spanish chef and an italian chef#and one of the kps is from eastern europe (i havent actually been able to find out where yet) etc and the way they banter with each other#like usually chefs are Problematic bc their humour is VERY abrasive and usually offensive#but this is one instance where it's actually to their benefit bc they're so unafraid to ADDRESS THE FACT THEY HAVE DIFFERENT CULTURES#i feel like the tiktok gen are so petrified of even acknowledging other cultures let alone discussing them#that it's actually sending the conversation backwards. like how does hoarding your culture and pretending it's not there benefit anyone#LET ALONE YOU AND THE CULTURE IN QUESTION. idk it just baffles me a bit that something that started as people on tiktok#genuinely spreading information and talking about the BAD side of this where people DO culturally appropriate or invade spaces that arent#theirs has now become 'for fear of speaking bad about it we will not speak about it at all'. and they'll crucify you if you do. like what#even at uni my best mate is indian and she's too scared to join the sikh society on her own so i regularly go to the events with her#and im typically one of the handful (or the only) white non-sikh there and i get SO welcomed each time#like there's such a genuine excitement to share the culture with someone who is effectively a blank slate#and like yeah ill ask 'dumb' questions or i'll have different experiences (tried a samosa for the first time at one of these events#and the moment that info got out i had like five STRANGERS trying to give me different samosas to try and it was genuinely such#a laugh bc yes they were TEASING me bc 'how have you never had one' but they were also really eager to share MORE as a result)#ugh idk what im saying. i just think it's a shame to watch this happen in real time on the internet#when if people would just go outside and actually TALK to people from other cultures they'd realise 9 times out of 10 the interactions#are actually really really nice for BOTH parties. and actually refusing to talk about this stuff is long-term pretty fucking detrimental#and it also goes the other way!!! like imagine if i - citizen of colonisation motherland herself - didn't interact with other cultures#and didnt ask questions or hear their opinions on whatever shared history we have from THEIR POINT OF VIEW#imagine the kind of shit id be internalising bc i only hung out with other white british people. it wouldnt matter if i was doing it#to be woke or 'respect their culture'. it would still be fucking ignorant. like half my interactions with other cultures#see me as the butt of the joke bc of this like aforementioned irish chef at work VOCALLY slates the english all the time#but it's done in an environment where we're FRIENDS and it's poking fun at each other while still addressing a very serious history. like??#idk if any of this is worded in a way that makes sense but yeah. i have thoughts#cant believe i got inspired to make an actually serious post bc of the CHEFS AT WORK. embarrassing. no one let them see this
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love-toxin · 1 year
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i love love love obsessed eddie. like he goes from being the poster boy for truancy to having perfect attendance just so he can be around to perv out on you. stealing stuff from your locker and pencils from your desk when you’re not looking <3 and suddenly working extra hard during gym class (he’s really just trying to look down your shirt when you’re doing push-ups)
ok but u said gym and i just blacked out thinking of THIS scene
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but with angelface and Eddie getting 100000% up in your junk <333 praying to god he gets on the skins team just so you can see all his tattoos and watch the sweat pour down his chest, and being playful and teasing in your ear as he tries to swipe the ball from you as you dribble. if it weren't so public you just know he'd practically be pressed up against you but to avoid getting booted out for harassment he just hovers as close as he can. when he inhales all quiet and close to you you're like "did he.....sniff me?" in your head--and yes, he did, he was smelling your clothes just like he was watching them stick to your body with sweat as you run around, committing the images to memory so he can use it for spank material later <3
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a-rat-with-adhd · 11 months
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I Absolutely Adore This Trio!
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BONUS PHOTOS OF "WholeWheat.Exe" & "BirWheat"
(Terrible Ship Names I Know Lmfao-)
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punkeropercyjackson · 6 months
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"Lmao aspec people are so overly sensitive"Aren't y'all the same niggas who were having whole ass meltdowns over the term 'platonic shipping'
@desi-pluto @moonage-gaydream @cottoncandyspikes @thisismisogynoir @insomniac-jay @honeypotsworld @julieemarine @floof-ghostie
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lostlimerence · 2 years
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“It’s happened. I’m batshit.”
“No listen…”
“I’m crazy,”
“Stop..”
“Finally lost it..”
“Sunshine, please just wai…”
“Eds please stop pacing for a second.”
“Stop pacing?! I don’t know if you’ve noticed but California’s stopped working Stevie?!”
“I know, I know! I’m trying to think, your manic energy isn’t helping!”
“My manic energy?!” his voice hitches up an octave as he gasps, feigning hurt, he stops pacing and crouches down to gently wave a hand in-front of Billy’s face. The blonde clocks him, gives him a little dopey smile and whispers “ hey Eds, it’s finally happened I’ve gone insane,” Eddie smiles back at him, gives him a little pat on the head before standing back up and turning to Steve “yep, broken.”
Steve frowns, “he’s in shock Eddie, remember how you were when you first came across…”
“Yeah, yeah,” Eddie flaps a hand, as if trying to waft away the memory. Steve walks over, giving Eddie’s arm a little squeeze as he goes to crouch in-front of Billy “hey baby,” he whispers gently “we really need you to get up,” Billy chuckles and reaches out to stroke Steve’s cheek “hey Stevie! Guess what, I’m finally in the madhouse, don’t worry though Munson’s in here with me!”
Eddie gawks “what did he say?!”
Steve laughs a little “you heard him Eds, looks like you’re an inmate too, I’m just a visitor,” he pushes back up and takes in the scene.
Billy cross-legged on the forrest floor, Eddie wide-eyed and restless glancing between their seemingly catatonic boyfriend and the lifeless demodog that lies a few feet away from them.
Eddie chews at the corner of his thumb nail, stares at Billy and says “we probably should’ve told him about this sooner…”
“I mean yeah no shit Eds, it’s not like we haven’t tried, it’s just, you know a little hard to bring up…”Steve trails off on a sigh as he strolls over to the body, looks down at its grotesque meaty flesh and grimaces “we need to get rid of this.”
Eddie hmmms his agreement as he goes to stand next to Billy, placing a protective hand atop of his golden curls. “Ugh we have no spade, no bat, no nothing, arghh we should’ve brought the beamer, it comes equipped with all the monster battling shit we need!” Steve nods, fists his hand in his hair as he thinks.
“Ok, maybe if you wait here, while I….”
“Nope, nuh-uh, not happening baby! What am I supposed to do if another one comes?! How am I supposed to protect our beautiful, but quite frankly currently useless, boy down there if another one comes?! What if they’re like wasps and this dead fucker is like emanating a stink that says avenge me avenge me! Oh gods Stevie what if this thing is….”
“Stop! Yeah, yes I get it, I get it bad idea, bad idea, we can’t just leave it here though…” Steve looks at Eddie, glances down at Billy “we’re gonna have to put it in the Camaro.”
Billy’s head snaps up “No way.”
Eddie gasps hand flying to his mouth like some offended Victorian lady “really sunshine?!! You finally come back to us and it’s for that stupid car?!?”
Billy cocks a brow, rises to his feet dusting off his jeans “it’s my baby,” he says completely serious, Eddie, if it’s possible, looks even more offended “I though WE were your babies,” he shouts frantically waving his arm between himself and Steve.
Steve presses his thumb and fore-finger to the bridge of his nose, inhales, exhales, ignores Eddie’s theatrics and turns to Billy “we’re putting it in the Camaro.”
Billy looks him dead in the eye and squares his stance “not happening pretty boy.”
….
Billy stares at the demowhatevers body in the trunk of his Camaro.
His eye twitches slightly. Eddie pats his shoulder “close her up California, it’s time to hit the road,” he flashes him a steady grin. Billy slams the trunk, climbs into the passenger seat and thinks about how calm Eddie and Steve are.
“So errr, what the fuck?” he says raising his brow glancing between Steve, who is driving and Eddie who’s leaning forwards in the middle of the backseat.
Steve catches Eddie’s eye in the rear view mirror and that’s all the musician needs before he’s off describing demogorgons, spider monsters, mindflayers, and some place called the upside down to a frankly astounded Billy.
He takes it in, tries to place it in his reality, fails to do so repeatedly, but then he remembers the stinking corpse in his trunk and he knows this isn’t Eddie’s wonderful, yet overactive, imagination. It’s real, concrete, they have the body of a demodog in the trunk of the car and they’re going to put it in a fucking freezer until they can bury it, not only that but Steve has done this once before.
He has too many questions, so he asks none of them and instead opts to zone out for the rest of the journey. Tries to let his mind process the immense amount of information he’s been given in peace, mumbles a promise to Eddie that he’s not going to ‘go catatonic’ again when the man starts voicing his concern.
….
Later he lies in bed staring at the ceiling, Eddie mumbles one last sleepy gripe in his ear, something about him loving the Camaro more than them, he just chuckles and presses a kiss to the side of the man’s head as he drifts off to sleep.
On his other side Steve, whose head is settled on his chest, whispers “you ok baby? I know, I know this is a lot to take in…” Billy takes a deep breath and mumbles softly “yeah it is, but don’t worry about it sweetheart, it’s fucked sure, but I’m an expert at fucked up situations, this is just another one, gotta roll with the punches right?” Steve snorts quietly “I guess that’s one way of looking at it.”
“It’s the only way of looking at it pretty boy,” Billy smiles up at the ceiling, feels his eyes drooping with sleep, whispers “goodnight,” hears Steve say it back.
It’s been a long-ass day and they need their sleep, besides they have a demodog to bury in the morning.
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antisociallilbrat · 1 year
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I am asking this completely objectively. Please keep shipping discourse out of this if you can, or at least try not to put down people just because they ship the antithesis of your ship.
What is the Stranger Things fandom’s obsession with canon ships?
Canon has never mattered to me in shipping (I tend to ship rare pairs so go figure) and I have never encountered a fandom with such a ,,, need for their ship to become/stay canon. I honestly want to hear some people’s viewpoints on why they want their ship to be/stay canon so bad and why it’s import to them. Does it affect your enjoyment of the ship? Will it affect your enjoyment of it if it does not become/becomes no longer canon? And why?
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spoilers for season 4 of stranger things. Discussing ableism and other problematic bs with stranger things. I am an angry person.
Just finished stranger things season 4. And I'm so mad. I related WAY too hard to Henry. I just.
And him telling Max "people don't think about killing others." At first I was like upset, but then I realized. Henry was probably told that. Max said it, but that felt so odd to have to say to her to make her upset. Henry, a killer in canon, is lying by saying that to her. He's probably been told that. By doctors, by his mother. I just. I hate what this season did to him. I hate the ableism in the show and the fandom. I hate the problematic nature of this show. I hate those scenes with Lucas and Erica. I hate the fact they filmed in a fucking Nazi prison. What the actual fuck. Everything is just so God damn disrespectful. I'm finished with the season and I'm not even sure if I care about what has to come next. Cause wow. Just wow.
Also yeah, Eddie was heroic, but that death was fucking dumb. Like. Killing him off. They never ever kill off main cast, just the side characters they throw in the season like Billy, Eddie, whoever else I can't remember, Bob. I just hate it. The closest they came to killing a main character is with Max and even then, she has a chance to live. And all the ableism surrounding the fact that Max could be disabled and blind if she lives and "they should have just killed her off." No.
I hate the ships. Nancy and Steve are not going to work out, like come on, not everyone in love should end up together. I don't like Mike and El cause they both have their issues and I just...they don't fit. Mike is too in his own stuff and El was too in her own stuff.
I hate that the normal stuff was thrown away in this season. Like wow nothing ever came of the normal bullying or normal problems.
Having Lucas call Jason a raging psychopath was fucking disgusting. I was so ready to have him tell Jason off and then he just says that. Like fucking wow. Implying the one that is threatening and murderous and nearly kills Lucas (not even mentioning the fucking shocking nature of him pulling a gun on Lucas as well as the other sport guy fucking TACKLING Erica) is a "psychopath." Like fuck off.
Will is precious and I love Dustin. They're both good.
Oh no, Henry's thinking is scary. Oh scary and bad. Also using a monster to portray mental illness and trauma, but then having that monster be a traumatized neurodivergent person specifically autistic and ASPD is fucking bullshit.
I just. This season tried and it fauled. It presents itself as a good season with great directing and such, but the story and writing is all bs and of course it's a super problematic show. I've barely listed the shit and not gone in depth about it.
Also it felt like the show kept fighting between Brenner bad, but Brenner can be good, Henry bad, Henry villain. All that fucking shit. It wasn't even clear. And I love that they made Robin autistic, but it just felt like they shoved in some of the autistic traits in random scenes. Or like they just took some autism info and shoved it onto her (at points, not overall.) It's like Robin was the quirky autistic, El was the weird autistic, and Henry was the big scary autistic. And I hate it. It doesn't feel like representation. It doesn't feel like it at all. You can't have some celebration of Robin or acceptance of her being autistic and it be shown as good when you demonize the traits of Henry being autistic. I headcanon Robin has learned she's autistic and is unmasking because it makes sense to me and reminds me of when I started "acting more autistic" too. So this isn't a rant on Robin being autistic or anything, this is about how the show portrays it and points out autistic traits rather than just letting her be autistic. It does remind me of us that have realized we are actually autistic and we "act more autistic" basically. So I will accept that headcanon even though I don't have faith in the writers.
Just everything makes me mad that I can't even enjoy the story. I can't enjoy it at all. Like it just gets worse and worse. And the fandom is hell. Just fucking do better. I don't know how to end this but just, fucking do better.
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thegoblinboy · 1 year
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“ You’re Bullshit ”
Basically this is a one-shot to that one idea I posted
Description; Steve’s and Nancy’s relationship ends with the word bullshit, while Eddie and Steve’s blooms from said word.
The word bullshit still made Steve skittish. It was stupid and he felt stupid for being so afraid of one word but it was the same thing Nancy called him drunk in a bathroom. Every morning when he woke up he felt like bullshit. He wasn’t some nice dude, he was idiot jock that would much rather be a asshole to everyone else all because his parents didn’t love him enough. Though the persona is easy to be put up, it just clicks into place when he’s with Robin and he’s convinced Robin is the reason why he’s a better person. Though he didn’t love her in a romantic way he loved her dearly. She had been the first person to catch on to his hatred for the word bullshit. Flinching back when ever she used it in a sentence or when Dustin gets loud and irritated hissing out, “this is such bullshit” Steve still doesn’t fully understand how one night, one person could ruin just one word. He used to use it at least once a day, now his brain refuses to even think about it without cringing a little.
The word doesn’t come up often these days, once in a while one of the kids will spit it out without thinking. Which was fine, Steve wasn’t going to force them to censor themselves around him. They were growing teenagers that went through so much to be standing where they are right in front of him. Robin on the other hand, understood him and made a swear jar at Family Video. When ever one of the kids cursed there was a quarter in the jar. Soon enough the quarters were piling up and the word Bullshit was barely heard. The only person to not get the memo about not cursing in the store was Eddie. Who had a pass for a lot of things when coming in. Late rental? Cleared. Owed money? Cleared. So when he comes in he does curse on occasion. But one day it comes out of nowhere.
“This is such bullshit!”
Steve is already flinching back and curling in himself as Robin goes trying to see what the problem was. He stays frozen on the counter as his thoughts wander back to the party with Nancy. Though he quickly snaps out of them as he moves to try and see what the issue is. Eddies hands are flying in the air and Steve’s so confused.
“What do you mean the rocky horror picture show was Recalled?” The boy is pretty much hissing the last word out. Robin is trying to relax the situation as much as she can. Steve on the other hand knew that he hid most of the copy’s in the back room in a box. Never wanting to throw a good movie away just because some asshole didn’t like it. Eddies about to go on a rant but Steve’s quick to interrupt him. Getting a soft glare sent his way.
“That’s the one with Tim Curry right? Where he gets all dressed up in make up and shit?” He asks furrowing his eyebrows hands on his hip. Looking at Robin for confirmation as she nods her head. On a rare occasion something with LGBTQ+ themes came in and Steve felt like shit for just throwing it out. Which was the reason for the hidden box. Steve snorts and gets dirty looks from both teens. Waving his hand he gestures for the two to follow him. He could hear Eddie’s chains clinking behind him and Robins braincells firing up trying to think about what he could have possibly hidden from her. Huffing a little bit he moves and he waits for them to take a step back as he lifts a pretty heavy box up on one arm and picks the second box up with his right. For once his strength as come to good use. He moves and plots both on the counter as he moves searching for said movie. Grinning as he pulls out four copies.
“Well Munson, I have The Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Rocky horror Picture Show, The Rocky horror Picture Show again, and oh my! You’ll never guess what I just found! The Rocky -” before he can finish the man in front of him is snatching a copy from his wide eyed. Robin is doing the same as she looks at him like he has three heads. “What? I also have Al Pacino in drag if that peaks your interest?” He says in a teasing tone. Picking up Cruising.
“Oh my god, Steve Harrington you are my god. Let me get on my knees and worship you!” Eddie jokes but he’s already dropping to his knees to start bowing.
“Oh shut up, and keep the movie. Go through the box if you want there might be a couple of other movies in there.” He hums as he moves to go start his lunch break.
The second time Steve hears Eddie use the word Bullshit it hits a little closer to home. Eddies currently wasted off his ass in Steve’s living room. Nancy and Jonathan were in the guest room and poor Robin was knocked out on the couch. The metal head keeps stumbling around that Steve was getting nervous he was going to crack his head open. He doesn’t think and his arms moving wrapping around the others waist pulling him closer. His breath nearly being knocked out of him when the other does that thing he likes to do. Lean his head back and smile like he was in on some hidden joke Steve didn’t know about. Steve can smell the smoke and alcohol from the others breathe and his nose scrunches up a bit but he doesn’t mind. Eddies rambling about something DnD related. Tossing his hands around as he excitedly explains the campaign to Steve, who is happily listening. The guy doesn’t even realize he’s walking or pretty much being led to Steve’s room. When he does he stops mid sentence seeing the ugly wallpaper. He bites his lip as Steve feels awkward.
“I’ll be sleeping on the floor just in case you need anything.” Steve says with a soft smile forcing him into his bed. There’s hidden jokes there and he expects Eddie to say one. But he doesn’t instead Eddie’s eyes land back on Steve’s face.
“This is such Bullshit.” He slurs and Steve’s freezing tensing up. Eddie doesn’t notice as he slurs a little more trying to gather words but none of them are coming out right. Almost as if he’s overwhelmed. Steve’s hands start to shake and he moves pulling the blanket over the struggling boy. Not saying a word as he fights to get the other situated.
“Stevie, this is bullshit, you shouldn’t be this cool and nice. You’re making me feel stupid for thinking you were a asshole.” Eddies whining a bit as a hand moves to the others face cupping it gently. “I can’t believe I’m currently in Steve Harrington’s bed in his house and not being hate crimed.” Eddie rambles out as his eyes are glossy and he’s trying to find the right words. He pauses for a second. “Stevie you aren’t bullshit, I’m bullshit for believing that every preppy jock was some asshole who didn’t have any feelings. You’re my favorite jock baby, and I would gladly take a basketball in the face if it means I can be near you.” He’s slurring out. Steve’s face goes pink for a different reason and his hands stop shaking. Relaxing under the others hand as he watches the other carefully.
For once the word Bullshit doesn’t chip at him. He bites his lip as he relaxes a bit feeling tears in his eyes. Eddie doesn’t let him stay standing up for long as he pulls him into the bed. Wrapping his limbs around the other as he giggles. The serious moment gone as he hums. “And I think it’s bullshit that you think I’m letting you sleep on the floor. I’m sorry king steve but you must share your bed with little old me.” He slurs out as he buries his face in the others shoulder.
Steve snorts but he lets the other use him as a pillow. And yeah, maybe Eddie is right. He’s not bullshit, Nancy was.
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ineffablelvrs · 1 year
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idk abt yall but i loved mike's problematic era
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castielinpastel · 2 years
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seriously, why do people get so pressed when someone likes a queer ship or headcanons someone as queer? I genuinely don’t understand.
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demadogs · 2 years
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This is what u do and it’s weird
ok im done with this beef after this ask but i just wanna say that i personally find it fun to write analyses and stuff on the characters because of my background with film. ive taken several film classes and screenwriting classes and ive written full on papers analyzing characters (not these ones) for my college courses. i gave an entire presentation on the media aesthetics and color coding and symbolism in dead poets society. i wrote a 10 pages paper on thirteen reasons why and the damaging effect it could have on people. i did a semester long project on the end of the fucking world. i wrote an entire analysis on the remake of one day at a time and how it casually incorporates so many levels of diversity while still being a great comedy and not seeming like it was just trying to get representation points.
the duffers intentionally wrote their characters to have underlying feelings for each other. i wouldnt be here analyzing their characters if they hadnt provided us with so much content to look into. i can tell you as someone who has an education in film, every frame (mike framed in a closet during mlvn kiss), every lighting/coloring choice (rain fight vs mlvn break up), every song choice (eulogy playing during mlvn fight), is very much intentional and its SO fun to find these little easter eggs and share what it means to other fans online. do you also find it weird that the duffers wrote their teenage characters to have a romance? im assuming no since 90% of fictional media wouldnt exist if they werent allowed to write about young love. so why is it weird for the consumers to enjoy it and analyze it?
its not like i have an entire account for steve and eddie. theres nothing to talk about for them, they havent been meticulously coded and hinted at having feelings the way mike and will have. however if they were coded like that instead of mike and will, i would still love to analyze it. the character’s ages dont change anything.
i dont just see two characters and think “i want them to be gay! im gonna make an entire blog about that”. its just fascinating and fun to deep dive into why the duffers wrote some of their fictional characters’ lines and actions and it hurts absolutely no one.
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axquiva · 1 year
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