I Keep Seeing People Call The Trump Administration Shit Like “schizophrenic” And “psychotic”

HIS EYES ARE GLOWING. HOW???

I love the “Steve has good parents, they’re just not on camera.”

Mom edition

Dustin is crawling in through the window. He freezes halfway through the window when he makes eye contact with Steve’s mom.

“Sweetie who is this small curly haired child breaking into our house?”

“That’s Dustin.”

“Okay?”

“I’ve adopted him as my brother.”

“Hello new son?”

…

Steve’s mom comes home to find Joyce on her couch, Steve talking very excitedly to her.

“What’s Joyce doing here?”

“Hey mom, meet mom.”

“Two moms and you still can’t avoid getting concussed every year?”

“Neither of you are very good at your job.”

…

“Mom!” Steve’s mom turns at the voice and finds a small redhead looking at Steve.

“Yes Max?”

“Can you take me to the arcade?”

Steve groans, pulling out some of the allowance that his mom had just given him and handed it to the little girl.

“Lucas too?”

“Yes, now scram.”

“Mom?” Steve’s mom asks.

“I’m not sure how that happened either.”

…

Eddie shows up on their doorstep with a bunch of half burnt cookies.

“I’m here for Steve.” He says simply to the bewildered mother staring at him.

“Okay.” She turns back towards the inside of the house. “Steve your boyfriend is here.”

“Did Steve tell you?”

“No, but god does my boy have a type.”

I love movies where the plot takes place in less than a day. It’s like. What if these people were experiencing the worst 8 hours of the entire lives and you got to see the highlight reel?

pretend at the chain link that I am the wood

Vampire party. Found this one in my older art folders.

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.

Stop making fun or making jokes about drug addicts or alcoholics. You clearly haven’t had a loved one who’s one or done your research. Some “jokes” are disgusting and insanely disrespectful. Also stop romanticising it because it’s not Lana del Rey vinyl coquette pussy cola or whatever, it’s an actual problem that shouldn’t be looked at lightly because it tares people apart.

I think this is why so many kids want to grow up faster than they need to, it's because being a kid feels like a cage.

It is so fucking sinister that the only form of child abuse that society really cares about is sexual in nature. parents are free to control everything about their child's movement, presentation, eating, faith traditions, information exposure, socialization, and can restrict all of these things to an extreme degree as a form of punishment or in order to shape the child into whatever they want that child to be. and that's all considered completely normal, the parent's right! people don't even see the fact that a parent has the power to control so much about a child's life for damn near 20 years to be a problem. The only time they become concerned about child abuse is when the prospect of an outside stranger behaving in a sexual way toward a child is raised. and yeah a lot of really horrific sexual abuses are enacted unto children, but that's because they have zero control over their own lives and bodies in any other way as well. It is all about power and control. and typically the ones who are abusing children the most frequently are the ones who have the most control over them, the parents.