#this must be the place

[catchinglizards]

this must be the place - talking heads

by me - @catchinglizards

#diy #screen printing #talking heads #this must be the place #kit cat

[usedtobecooler]

dropping monday 14/08…

this must be the place

eddie munson x steve harrington x afab!reader

summary: the summer of 1985 is only just beginning when a trip to scoops ahoy! unlocks some deeply hidden feelings you have swirling in your stomach for steve harrington. eddie munson won't let you live it down, and maybe that’s due to his own feelings too, but a chance encounter on a hot night at lovers lake sends you all down a rabbit hole you could never of prepared for.

content warnings: 18+ only minors dni, sexual content (threesome, piv sex, oral sex, dirty talk, van sex), porn with plot, eddie and reader are fwbs with feelings, gentle bullying and banter, eddie is canonically queer, mentions of past king!steve, brief homophobia mentions, a heartfelt conversation. feelings are felt on all three sides, if you don't like it look away <3 reader isn't explicitly described as alt/goth but it's implied.

sneak peek below the cut

You watch curiously as the Harrington charm working it’s magic right in front of your very eyes, Steve steps in close to Linda, brushes a loose curl back — Jesus Christ, why was that doing something for you — and says something you can’t make out, but it’s enough to have Linda blushing and pulling nervously on the hem of her denim shorts.

Why were you jealous?

The telltale noise of an obnoxiously loud horn beeping lets you — and probably the entire neighbourhood — know Eddie had arrived to pick you up, snapping you completely out of your daydream. Your lips curl up into a smirk when both Linda and Steve jump ten feet at the sound, Steve rolling his eyes and scoffing.

What a bitch.

Eddie catches you looking from your window and lets out an obnoxious laugh, grinning up at you with his annoyingly perfect teeth. You wanted to punch him, maybe, but Friday nights were for one thing and one thing only, and that was getting high at Lovers Lake in the flatbed of the van.

So it’d have to wait until you didn’t need him for the weed or the ride.

Summer meant the pretty sunset as a backdrop whilst you smoked the day's events away — it somehow made everything that little bit more relaxing, watching the swirls of orange, pink and purple melt together as your brain fogged with the drugs, a nice settling in your tummy as your high took over.

It was second only to the heavy September rain that you loved so much, you found yourself yearning for it all year around. The loud patter of the large droplets clinking on the tin roof of Eddie’s van, buried under a nest of blankets to keep the cool chill off your arms and legs. Eddie’s hot breath fanning over your neck as he kissed it, chest heavy against your back. Warm, solid and comforting.

Maybe you were in love with him, or maybe you weren’t. You didn’t want to think too much about that.

You glide out of the house as quietly as you can muster, not wanting to arouse suspicion about where you were going. Even in your twenties, your parents would still have a few choice words for you in regards to Eddie Munson, and you were in no mood for the lecture. You’d heard it too many times in the years you’d known him, since fifth grade when he pushed you in the playground and you pulled his hair in retaliation.

From that moment on you were inseparable, to the dismay of your parents.

You’re aware of two other sets of eyes watching you from across the street as you bounce down the driveway, all smiles as excitement thrums through your entire body. Eddie’s maybe looking at you like you hung the fucking moon or something, but that’s probably to do with the fact you’re wearing his shirt and looking the epitome of hot.

Okay, maybe you had a complex.

“So that’s where my shirt went,” Eddie hums, giving you an appreciative once-over as you wrench the passenger door open with a horrific sounding crunch of metal, “looks better on you, I’ve gotta say.”

You clamber into the van with a huff, laughter spilling into it, “Yeah, yeah. You don’t need to woo me, Munson. We’re gonna fuck anyway, don’t worry.”

Eddie laughs loud and so fucking obnoxious, as if for somebody else’s entertainment, and it does catch the attention of the lovebirds on the other side of the road. You look over just as Steve catches your eyes, and suddenly your chest feels kind of heavy as he stares at you with a kind of intensity that you can’t put a finger on.

“Take a fuckin’ picture, Harrington,” Eddie cackles, head basically out the fucking window and he’s grinning at them both, snapping you completely out of it, “that’s as close as you’re getting to her, count your lucky stars.”

Eddie and Steve weren’t friends. In fact quite the opposite. Steve and Tommy were miserable assholes for years, made Eddie’s life hell at any given turn unless they needed him for drugs.

You think back, and truthfully the turning point was during Junior year. Steve had tripped Eddie in the hall, called him ‘queer’. Eddie didn’t stand for that, sucker punched Steve right in the jaw, hard enough that his skull hit the locker adjacent to him.

“That shit might hurt you when your daddy calls you it, but you’ve gotta do a lot worse than call me exactly what I am as an insult, Harrington.” Eddie had grinned, vicious and seething, as he watched Steve clutch desperately at his bruised jaw, wide eyed and hair askew from the force.

Steve never bothered Eddie again after that.

In fact, not long after, Steve never bothered anybody again. Maybe the knock to the head had quite literally knocked some sense into him, or something.

“You good?” Eddie’s voice, his large hand gripping your thigh knocks you back into reality, out of the daydream, and the grounding is enough to have your entire body melting into the simple touch.

#eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #eddie munson x steve harrington x reader #my fanfic #mine #x reader #this must be the place

[mg-pilot]

#stop making sense #This Must Be the Place #talking heads

[momfriendtonystark]

I feel numb, born with a weak heart, guess I must be having fun.

Happy 38th anniversary to my favorite freak couple <3

#reanimator #bride of reanimator #herbert west #daniel cain #danbert #jeffrey combs #bruce abbott #talking heads #david byrne #this must be the place #stop making sense

[tiahnaparisart]

A silly poster I whipped up today. The idea of someone being like “oh, I love talking heads!” And you hitting them with the “woah, me too; do you have a favourite song?” And them being like “what? I was referring to when you can’t see the body of the person being interviewed” wriggled its way in and wouldn’t come out. Anyway, this is the result!

#talking heads #my art #poster #graphic design #illustrator #photoshop #David Byrne #Tina Weymouth #chris frantz #Jerry Harrison #stop making sense #talking heads 77 #fear of music #speaking in tongues #psycho killer #this must be the place #burning down the house #tv #television #song #music #funny #silly #design #black and white #inverse colors

[heatherfield]

I'm still emotional over how @shipwreckedcomedy's Kat and Ichabod playlists each have a cover of "This Must Be the Place", but Kat's is at the very beginning of hers, where Ichabod's is close to the end.

He's the lost, flustered new guy in town while she's the self-assured, snarky, born-and-raised resident.

It's like, Ichabod's finding his sense of home as Kat is losing hers.

Lines that come together before they cross and move farther apart, diametrically opposed.

But also THESE LYRICS:

And you love me 'til my heart stops Love me 'til I'm dead Eyes that light up, eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head

I can't decide if it's hilarious or heartbreaking (come on, "hit me on the head"?!), but there's just this sense of their fates being entwined but doomed, or star-crossed, and just a strange inverse of each other that is so full of "what ifs" (and not even in the romantic sense). Plus, the song becomes so dark and tragic from Kat's perspective.

P.S. On the subject of home, "This is Home" by Switchfoot is just such a perfect song for Ichabod. (I don't care if it's cheesy.) He's found his home! He has family!!

#headless: a sleepy hollow story #headless series #shipwrecked comedy #ichabod crane #katrina van tassel #this must be the place #talking heads #music

[putonyourbathingsuits]

I guess that this must be the place

#talking heads #david byrne #stop making sense #this must be the place #he's so beautiful I have to pause this bit every time bc he looks so gorgeous here #just ridiculously handsome and boyish looking #and I get to see this face on the big screen next month like i might actually die

[womansfilm]

Stop Making Sense (1984)

#stop making sense #talking heads #this must be the place #jonathan demme #m #yeah...

[taylortruther]

this must be the place (naive melody) by the talking heads / howl by florence + the machine / object permanence by nicole sealey

#i thought of this yesterday and it feels incomplete but ya #web weaving #mine #this must be the place #howl #florence and the machine #object permanence #nicole sealey #talking heads

[missviolyn]

lyrics from songs about houses/homes that make me UNWELL (in the best way)

#can you tell i love house metaphors #can you also tell that the haunting of hill house is my fave show #talking heads #this must be the place #first aid kit #aurora #runaway #5sos #5 seconds of summer #ghost of you #taylor swift #folklore #evermore #florence and the machine #phoebe bridgers punisher

[delicatefalice]

i can’t tell one from another did i find you or you found me?!?!

#im going insane #jo tag #hailey tag #the huddy diaries #huddy #house md #gregory house #lisa cuddy #m #this must be the place #talking heads

[senxitive]

#you're welcome everyone #i found an old audio but it was broken and i need this song in my life rn #i thought of only one person and it brought tears to my eyes and tore my heart open and my stomach hurt #they were my place #9 second start delay #talking heads #this must be the place #naive melody #speaking in tongues #speaking in tongues talking heads #love songs

[bylerbigbang]

this must be the place

Fic by @vipertooths | Art by @djemsowhat

Teen | 36k words

A year after Vecna's defeat, things have finally returned to normal. Well, aside from the lingering nightmares. And the fact that Mike is in love with his best friend and it's getting increasingly harder to keep that to himself.

But it's all going to be fine. They're going to go to Steve's parent's heretofore undiscussed lakehouse, spend two weeks slow-roasting in the Indiana sun, and be normal teenagers for once. Really, the least they deserve at this point is a little summertime relaxation.

Warnings: underaged drinking

Read on Ao3 with embedded art

Read an excerpt below:

“What are you thinking about?”

Mike’s brain scrambles to find a suitable response. “Just that one-shot.” DnD was always a pretty safe topic to fall back on.

“Maybe I’ll make a new character. Will the Unwise. And whatever I’d normally do, I’ll just do the opposite.”

“You would drive Dustin and Lucas crazy.”

“Worth it. Can you, um, tilt your head back up? You moved.”

He’s tempted to feign ignorance to see if Will will cup his face again, but decides against it. He can be normal.

“Are you sure you want to spend so much time on this?” he asks lightly. “I was informed earlier that I am not a pretty subject.” When Will answers, he sounds nearly offended. “Says who?”

“Lucas. And then he denied me breakfast. They’re so mean to me when you’re not around.”

Will snorts. “I’m sure. Anyway, it hardly matters what Lucas thinks. I’m the one who’s drawing you.”

“So . . . what do you think then?” He tries to keep his voice casual so he doesn’t give away how much he suddenly needs to know the answer to the question.

“Are you asking me to call you pretty?”

Yes. “No. Just– I’m not asking you to, but if you had t–”

“You’re pretty.”

“Oh.” He can feel heat rising to his cheeks. Thankfully, he’s sitting in the summer sun, so it’s probably not noticeable. “Thanks.”

Will lets out another soft huff of laughter. “You’re welcome.”

Without stopping to think it over and give himself a chance to back out, he says, “You’re prettier.”

The sound of pencil scraping across paper stops. Was that too far?Maybe he’s being weird again. No, he definitely is. He keeps his eyes shut, scared about what look he’ll find on Will’s face if he opens them.

After what seems like a millennia, but is probably just ten seconds, the scritch scritch scritch starts up again. “We’ll agree to disagree.”

Mike breathes a silent sigh of relief. Not too weird then. “I guess I can do that.”

Continue reading on Ao3 >

#byler big bang #bbb23 #byler #byler fanfiction #byler fanart #masterpost #this must be the place

[eterna4est]

could not rest until I made this. the song just felt too fitting for what this man went through during pikmin 1

#pikmin #olimar #animatic #this must be the place #video #animation #i guess?? #Youtube

[jfk-blown-away-blog]

My original 1984 pressing and the new 2023 special edition pressing of Stop Making Sense.

#196 #/r/196 #r/196 #r196 #music #records #talking heads #stop making sense #this must be the place #this must be the place (naive melody) #naive melody

[masutra-vedik]

if vine still existed and/or if i'd ever used vine maybe this'd be a vine

[full video]

[ao3 link]

#spirk #talking heads #star trek #this must be the place #naive melody #this must be the place (naive melody) #fanvid #fan vid #star trek fanvid #star trek fan vid #spirk vid #vine #but not actually vine