Talking About Eating Teeth On Easter Is Sacrilegious

hayden announces something and it unleashes this deep primal Thing in every artist. i love it

I fuck with the time travel fix it fics. But there’s one that I really want to write.

It starts just before or around the beginning of Season 1. Steve and Eddie (or Steve, Eddie, Robin, and maybe Nancy) are sent back and they don’t give a shit about the high school hierarchy.

Eddie and Steve just run at each other and hug in the middle of the hallway. Steve has his arm around Eddie as they walk to class.

Hellfire and Tommy and Carol are losing their shit.

Eddie jumps on the table and starts one of his speeches, harassing Steve until he hops on the table with him and the lecture continues.

Tommy hears Eddie call Steve Big Boy and goes so red in the face he nearly passes out.

Steve and Eddie rig the prom vote so they’d win prom king and queen.

They raise a demo dog and run it through the school on a fucking leash.

Fun stuff like that.

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(Comedy gold of the century)

a court of thorns and roses. ballad of songbirds and snakes. bowl of macaroni and cheese

i keep finding good music with ai generated album covers and it actually like hurts me. you're a musician. you're an artist. you spend i assume hours and hours poring over a single track, come out with something you're proud of and then dont have the braincells to stop yourself from making an ai album cover. you won't hire someone or make some photobashed shit in canva out of copyright free images or something. have you no sense of dignity. no sense of comradery as a creative type. you could make a crayon drawing and take a picture in shit lighting with your phone and it would be infinitely more charming than the ai art. youre ugly youre disgusting im gonna kill you give me 500 dollars

*looking into the camera like i'm on the office*

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

Trans women are women.

This post doesn’t fix anything. It doesn’t roll back harmful laws, it doesn’t offer you legal protection. It’s understandable if you currently feel more bitter than encouraged when you see statements like that on social media. What can a silly little slogan do against this wave of hate and danger we are currently experiencing?

And yet, I think it’s more important than ever to post those silly little slogans. Here’s some reasons why: 

Silence can look like agreement. Transphobes and fascists love to paint the picture that the „silent majority“ agrees with them, that they’re just saying out loud what everyone else is thinking. The „silly little slogans“ provide an accessible way to disprove that. They don’t fix everything but they offer an easy way to break that silence and show that transphobia actually isn’t as common or fashionable as fascists would like people to believe. 

Complying in advance is never a good idea. If you give up on posting stuff like this because it feels like the transphobes are winning anyway, well, then you’re giving them exactly what they want. You’re basically agreeing that they already won. Quiet surrender is awfully convenient to fascists. Don’t give them that power. 

Social media posts are also seen by trans people. Even if you feel like you’re not gonna change anyone’s mind: you can at least let trans people know you care. We need little rays of hope now more than ever, and social media posts definitely can be a way to make each other feel a little less alone. In fact, I think repeating a slogan can actually be ideal for that because they’re so easily recognizable. There’s comfort in that clarity. It takes off some of the mental load of trying to figure out if you’re a safe person or not. And that’s valuable in exhausting times like these. 

So no, this post doesn’t fix anything. But it doesn’t have to. It just has to be one small, firm act of resistance. A reminder that not everyone has given up. A reminder that trans people are real, loved and deserving of protection.

Trans women are women. Let’s say it again and again. Lets say it out loud. Lets say it until the hate feels small in comparison.

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Dad 

One day, Gareth, Jeff, and Grants caught Eddie scrambling to open the beamer’s door for Harrington in the parking lot and assumed the worst. Though they’d heard about The Fall, they never truly believed it. And now, watching their DM catering to Hawkins’ former king, they feared that their peaceful days had come to an end.

At first, both Gareth and Grants wanted to ask Eddie about it, but Jeff reasoned that they should observe more in case their assumption had been wrong.

It wasn’t, unfortunately.

After multiple times seeing Eddie do all kinds of things for Harrington; from opening the doors to carrying the grocery bags and even lighting the cigarettes, they eventually realized that Harrington must’ve blackmailed Eddie into serving him.

Because knowing Eddie, there was no way he’d be willing to get on his knees and tie the shoelaces for King Steve of all people. Gareth was pretty sure the dopey smile on Eddie’s face was just an act to conceal his seething rage.

But when they finally found an opportunity to pull Eddie aside and express their concern for him, they were forced to listen as Eddie spent nearly an hour waxing lyrics about Harrington’s eyes.

They were glad their friend wasn’t in any danger, but they couldn't help the disappointed sigh when Eddie revealed Harrington had no idea about his courtship.

‘In the low light, you know I’d do anything for you’

(In the quality it is intended to be viewed, instagram suck y’all stay here)